Tattoos (Zakhar, Lino and Damien)

Damien sucked in a shaky breath as he tried not to make a noise, hips jerking into the grip.

A needy whine accidentally slipped from his lips as a tongue trailed up the side of his erection, his back arching. His eyes screwed closed tightly as a shudder rippled down his body, teeth gritted.

"Shit." he cursed under his breath, his head falling back against the pillow.

He knew that if this was anything to go by, Lino would be right. But he didn't want to beg. He really didn't want to. It was degrading and humiliating, and Zakhar was watching, too.

He couldn't stand it.

Zakhar had been watching the little show silently, eyes flickering over the two of them, taking in every twitch of muscle and heated breath.

He hadn't seen this dominant side of Lino before.

It was a surprise but not an unpleasant one.

The boy looked good with the cigarette in his mouth and the dark glint in his odd silver-blue eyes.

While Lino had been working the man, Zakhar had been massaging himself through his slacks. But that hadn't been enough so he unbuttoned and unzipped them, slipping his hand under his slacks and boxers to stroke his heated, hard skin.

The more Damien whined, moaned, gasped, squirmed, and bucked his hips, the more encouraged Lino became. He liked those reactions. He liked making Damien have those reactions.

A soft smile curled at his lips, though the dark expression was still embedded in his hooded eyes. He brought a finger up to his lips and licked up it at a mockingly slow pace, getting it nice and wet.

"You asked for this dog, now take it like a good little bitch." He ordered with an evil tone before shoving his finger up inside the man. He thrusted it in and out, curling and twirling it around the tight insides of Damien's flesh.

Damien froze as Lino brought a finger to his lips, eyes suddenly wide as he let out a hysterical snarl.

He needed release but he didn't want to submit like this. Even when he really needed and wanted to be touched, he would continue to resist because giving in was just too humiliating.

And it made him feel weak.

"Don't you dare call me-"

A sharp yelp escaped him as Lino's finger entered him roughly, twisting on the bedsheets as his hands scrabbled at the headboard. The Lycan whimpered quietly, eyes screwed shut as the fingers moved inside him, biting down sharply on his lip.

He wouldn't yelp or moan again. He wouldn't let himself.

The young man smiled when Damien's words were cut off. He continued to force his finger in and out of the man, the pity he had causing him to not add another.

There were no more moans or yelps, but the lycan wasn't asking him to stop either. Buono.

He forced his finger up far inside the man, curling it around and finally finding the g-spot. He pressed against it roughly and used his other hand to again grip Damien's erection.

All simultaneously Lino pumped his hand up and down and let his finger massage the sensitive spot inside the man. His lips again wrapped around the head of Damien's shaft and he returned to the heavy sucking he did before.

He closed his eyes as he did all this, furrowing his brow as he focused on all the things we was doing to this man's body.

His teeth tightened around his lip hard as the fingers hit his prostate, eyes shooting open. He could taste his own blood on his tongue from trying to stop himself from moaning or crying out, and he writhed slowly against the man's hand, hips jerking upwards.

A quiet whine accidentally slipped from between his lips as Lino took him into his mouth again, hips bucking upwards quickly, head lolling back.

He cursed. It was horrible not having any control over his own actions, and it was even worse when people could see him like this.

But it felt good. Better than when he was in control. It was just so humiliating and... almost scary.

The man's reactions were exactly what Lino wanted to hear. As the lycan bucked his hips up, the boy took more of his arousal in his mouth.

He worked more and more of the man into his throat, having pretty good experience at doing this from Zakhar's training.

Eventually he was able to deep throat the man completely, letting the head of Damien's arousal rub against the back of his hot wet throat. His eyes were shut tight, little tears forming at the corners from how rough he was going. All the while he never let up on his motions rubbing his finger against the man's prostate.

His free hand reached down and gripped onto Damien's testes, fondling them as he continued every thing else.

His nails dug into his palm, biting his lip hard as he arched upwards again, gasping as Lino took him in fully. His hips rocked against the finger, becoming adjusted to the sensation as he began to feel the pleasure in it, despite the shame that he felt from being put in this position.

He couldn't contain a choked moan which forced its way out from between his lips as a hand fondled his testes, legs widening as much as possible.

His face burned in embarrassment. He wouldn't let himself react like that again.

Slowly he pulled his head up, letting the tip of Damien's member come out of his lips with a pop from him sucking on it so hard. He looked down at the erection and, holding it steady, spit on it, making sure it was nice and wet.

Lino could never put his body inside of another male like that, especially if the guy was bigger. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to fuck Damien.

Taking heavy breaths Lino sat himself up, placing one hand on the bound man's chest to steady himself and using his other to position the lycans arousal.

He then eased himself down on top of Damien, placing both hands on the man's chest as he forced the older lycan to enter his body.

The boy took a few steady breaths, able to feel Damien's arousal throbbing inside him. He looked over at Zakhar, making sure that him doing this was okay, that his Master didn't object.

When Lino looked up at him for approval, he gave a small nod.

This was fine. He could handle this.

The Lycan gave a soft groan, thrusting his hips up against his hand as his thumb pressed against his slit.

Damien let out a quiet whimper as Lino pulled away, but his body relaxed a little as the man positioned himself over him.

He was still insecure about being tied up, and not in control, but somehow, he didn't mind as much as if he were the one who were being entered.

He bit back another moan as Lino sank onto his arousal, hips jerking upwards to try to move within him, drawing in a shuddering gasp.

The pup looked back down at Damien, his hands still placed on the mans chest.

He felt the older lycan rock his ups up as he entered him, and a sick and amused little smile came to his lips.

"I knew it. Beg for it wolf." He said, placing his hands firmly on Damien's hips to keep him from bucking them up.

He was panting slightly from feeling the man up inside of him, but he wouldn't move further until Damien did as he was told.

Damien let out a frustrated whine as Lino's hands prevented him from moving, eyes screwed shut.

"N-no." His voice cracked.

He didn't want to beg. He really didn't. But he desperately needed release now, and Lino wasn't moving. The older wolf let out a whimper, hips attempting to move again.

Lino took a few steady breaths. He dug his nails into the man's hips, enough to bite into the skin and break it a little.

"I said beg. Now do it or else." He warned, getting impatient.

His own body was aching for him to move as well, but he wouldn't do it, he could not do it until Damien pleaded with him to go on.

Damien whined uncomfortably, squirming under the man's weight. He let out a low moan as he moved inside the man, head tossing to the side, biting down sharply on his lip.

"No." he muttered stubbornly.

He didn't believe that the man would follow through with his threat. It was starting to hurt, not having any friction on his arousal, but he didn't want to feel like he was being controlled. He wanted to own himself.

"I won't."

Lino was getting more worked up then before. He was losing control on his emotions, and it was showing.

His chest was rising and falling, his brow was furrowed, he was scowling, and there was a look of pure pain behind his burning eyes.

He leaned forward and licked his tongue around the nipple he had burned earlier, tears forming in his eyes. He continued to hold the man down as best as he could as he let his teeth nip at the sensitive wounded flesh.

He didn't bite hard, but considering that it was all ready burnt, it was plenty hard enough to send a jolting pain throughout the man.

Per favore. Per favore, dimmi che lo vuoi.

He arched up with a whimper as a tongue darted around the seared bud, twisting under the man's weight. The pain shot through his body, but at the same time, the saliva cooling on his skin was strangely soothing on his burnt flesh, his movements sending a shot of pleasure to his groin.

A soft whine escaped him, scrunching his eyes closed. He wanted Lino to fuck him... but begging for it was...

His eyes shot open again, yelping sharply in pain as teeth clamped around his scalded nipple, body jerking. He collapsed back onto the bed with an agonised noise, head tilting back. His hips tried to rock against Lino as both pain and pleasure washed over him, but he couldn't.

"...Please... I want..."

"Please... I want...."

Bene, bene ancora qualche parole Damien. Solo un paio di più parole e lo farò.

Lino released his teeth around the bud and instead wrapped his lips around it instead. He began sucking on it, laving his tongue over it as he did. It would cause a very painful sort of pleasure on the man.

The boy hoped it would be enough to get Damien to finish his sentence. Just for insurance though, he slowly started to circle his hips on top of the man, giving him the most taunting sort of taste on what was to come if he only complied.

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Good, good just a few more words Damien. Just a few more words and I will.

He let out a shaky sigh of relief as his nipple was released from between the man's teeth, another agonised moan slipping from his lips as lips and tongue caressed his burnt and bitten skin.

His hips rocked upwards again needily, biting down on his lip hard as he let out another whimper. He needed this. He needed the pleasure to outweigh the pain, and the pain to bring him down from the pleasure.

It was unbearable.

"Please... let me fuck you..."

The boy brought his lips from the man's chest and looked up into his silver eyes with an unnerving smile.

"Buono" He whispered before kissing and sucking on the man's jawline. His hands moved from the lycan's hips and caressed up his sides as the pup began thrusting himself over Damien.

A pleasured moan escaped his own lips as he felt the man's arousal inside his body. Earlier that day Zakhar had fucked him, and his body was still sore from that. He sat up and worked through the wonderful pain though, his motions rough and precise as he worked on top of the man.

"D-don'te you d-darre cum wi-withoute telling m-me" He grunted out between pants and moans, his curls swinging around the frame of his face.

His stomach leapt in expectation as lips grazed his jawline, an almost hysterical whimpering cry escaping him as Lino began moving on top of him. His nails cut into the leather binding around his wrists with a gasp, writhing and twisting below him as his hips bucked upwards frantically, trying to get some friction on his arousal.

"Please..."

Now that he had overcome that boundary, the pleads and begs were flowing freely from his lips, head tossing back onto the pillow.

"Shit."

Lino tilted his head back and closed his eyes shut tight. A moan came from him as Damien’s upwards thrust met with his own downward pushes. He was freely complying now and it was like music to the Italian’s ears.

It suddenly clicked in his head exactly what was happening. He was fucking another guy, another man other than Zakhar. Someone else’s body other than his Master’s was up inside of him.

We're his Master not here the pup would never have been able to do that. He tried to push those thoughts away and blind out his mind from the situation.

Instead, he worked himself harder than before, his motions quick and rough as he let the man fuck him. He couldn’t help but cry out from the pleasure inside his own body, his cheeks and the tips of his ears still a blissful blushy pink.

Damien cried out loudly, head tossing back as he thrust inside the man, hips jerking sporadically.

He could feel the familiar heat at the pit of his stomach, the muscles in his thighs clenching and unclenching as he came closer to finishing.

"...Fuck..."

He had got past the point of caring whether or not he was dominated now. Just so long as Lino kept fucking him, and he could release, he didn't care. His nails dug into the leather sharply, arching as he drew closer, eyes sliding shut.

The young Italian couldn’t help but whimper loudly from the sensations surging throughout his body. The way Damien’s arousal hit against his prostate made his own member swell with pleasure.

He slowed down his motions to slow and deep pushes, reaching one hand down to grip his own erection and begin pumping it.

Lino couldn’t help but pant out heavily as he did all this, peeking his eyes open to look down at the gasping and desperate man beneath him.

Little beads of sweat littered their bodies from their lustful motions, sliding down Lino’s back as he continued to work himself over the man.

Damien whimpered as the man's motions slowed down, hips bucking upwards faster as he tried to encourage Lino to a quicker pace.

"Please..." he whined.

He had been so close...

His eyes screwed shut with the need for release, hips rolling up quickly with moans and whimpers.

"Please...I want..."