First Impressions (Nicio + drunken Rico... disaster?)

"Oh, you know my name, do you?"

A wide smirk pulled at his lips as the man began to pump himself.

He leaned forwards, tongue flicking over the Lycan's lower lip before he kissed him deeply, hands guiding his hips against him again.

"Do not come," he ordered fiercely.

Rico kissed him back eagerly, whining quietly into his lips as the man's hips began to move again, legs tightening around his waist. He whimpered softly at the order, biting down hard on his lip as he tried to restrain himself.

Now Ignicio was just being cruel. He needed to.

His hand moved a little faster unconsciously as he tried to rock in the man's lap, drawing in a deep, shuddering breath. He could feel his end approaching, though he tried to stop it, his stomach muscles clenching and unclenching with each movement of his hips.

He whined softly.

Ignicio chuckled softly at the whimper. He loved that sound. The helpless pleads for more always made him purr.

"Don't come," he growled softly.

He gripped the Lycan's hips tighter and guided him down onto himself quicker. He wasn't going to make it easy for the wolf to follow his order.

"O-oh!"

The man jerked violently as he was pulled down quicker, eyes shooting open with a soft cry as he came, spilling himself onto his hand. He sagged onto the man's shoulder, panting quietly, his body still shaking slightly from the relief.

Ignicio tutted quietly when the Lycan came.

"I told you not to come," he sighed softly, pulling Rico away from him and guiding him none-too-gently down to lay across his lap.

He stroked down the wolf's back gently before his hand reared back and cracked against a cheek harshly.

"When I tell you to not to do something, don't do it," he growled softly.

Rico whimpered quietly as the man pulled out of him, squirming as he was pushed down to lay over his lap.

"I'm so-!"

He yelped sharply at the hit, jerking in the man's lap. His hands shot backwards to cover his stinging cheeks with a whine, gazing up at Ignicio in shock.

"Not good enough," he replied, rubbing the Lycan's backside before slapping it sharply again.

He grinned as a bright hand print appeared on the tanned skin.

The wolf wouldn't be forgetting him any time soon, that he was sure of.

He cried out, jolting, a hand flying to his mouth to stifle his yelps. The pup squirmed uncomfortably from the burning sensation, letting out a soft whimper as he watched Ignicio anxiously for his next move.

His eyes slid shut as he braced himself for the next blow, biting down on his hand.

"Do you know not to come until I tell you it's okay?" he murmured softly.

His hand caressed the red flesh of a cheek gently before they slid down, brushing over his entrance, fingering his balls then curling around his arousal, giving him a couple slow pumps.

"Hmmm?"

Rico let out a small whimper as a hand soothed his stinging flesh, flinching a little in expectation of another slap. He shuddered as the hand instead slipped down his body, a soft moan escaping him as he felt himself begin to become aroused again.

He nodded silently, not quite trusting himself to speak, hips rocking eagerly into the man's hand.