The Truce of an Elf and a Vampire

"A few things."
He replied softly as he looked up at Zakhar, both Lycan's seemed to hold a great deal of respect for one another and he was beginning to see why the more he talked to the man.

Tyrael pushed up into the Lycan again, harder and deeper, trying to force the man over the edge.

He could feel himself about to find his release but he would hold out for a little bit more.

"Prikhodite Zakhar, prikhodite."
He muttered softly as he pushed up into the man again, he wanted to make him feel good after leaving him in the woods like that.

Slowly he would make up for what he had done.
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Come Zakhar, come.

"Descriptive."

He wanted to know exactly what Aleksandr had been saying about him. Alek knew a lot about him and he didn't particularly want others to know. He hoped the older Lycan had at least kept some of the more personal things that he had told him secret.

Zakhar gave a loud moan, back arching when he was pushed up into harder and deeper still.

The muttered words were what sent him reeling over the edge. During sex Zakhar liked fixed rules. When he was dominant he did whatever the Hell he wanted; when he was submissive he got told what to do and how to act.

The order to come was met with the man jerking and crying out as he did as he was told.

Tyrael's back arched as Zakhar jerked and cried out against him, moaning loudly as the Lycan's immediate reaction sent him over the edge, his hips jerking up as he came.

Slowly the Elf stilled and looked up at the Lycan, panting softly, they did it, they managed to lay each other without inflicting injury.

Once he relaxed and his breath calmed down his hands gripped Zakhar's hips softly, his thumbs stroking the curve of his pelvis idly, he'd tell the wolf what he wanted to know now but it didn't seem like sex talk.

"First he set me straight, demanded that I not use silver on you again which I quickly agreed to.
Then he told me about your condition, that he was taking care of you and how close I had been to killing you."

He cleared his throat slightly, he still felt incredibly guilty about that.

"I had thought someone would find you fairly quickly, I told that to Alek too. He scolded me slightly for dominating you like that without knowing how you react in situations, like that if no one is around you wont cry out in pain like I thought you would."

"We should break out the bubbly," he murmured as he shifted to lay next to the Elf, moaning softly when the Elf slid out of him.

"And never do that again," he added as an afterthought.

He just wasn't suited to normal sex. It wasn't enough for him. He needed to be beaten about and abused to be satisfied.

He listened to the Elf silently as he spoke.

His dark silver eye turned up to the ceiling a few moments after he had finished. Yes, he was very childish in that aspect. As long as he had the attention on him, then he'd react. But if he was alone and trying to get attention was useless, he'd stay quiet.

"Was that all he said?"

"I second that, regular sex just does not satisfy."
He could agree with that, he like being roughed up and bleeding, if he didn't limp away from sex covered in sweat that he hadn't been properly satisfied.

He wouldn't tell Zakhar what Aleksandr had said about the man admiring him in his own strange way, he'd save him the embarrassment and denial.

"Pretty much, he gave me a few pointers on how to be a better Master. That we needed to have some degree of trust, I suppose he was right on that account, what we want to do can't really be accomplished unless we can entrust our bodies to one another."

He ran his hands through his hair, playing with the ends of the long section of his hair now that it wasn't tied back.

"I'd like to get to the point that we can use some more of the equipment in the dungeon without who ever is being submissive having a panic attack."

Zakhar nodded.

Yes, as much as he hated to admit it, trust was needed if they wanted to have a good Master-Slave relationship. He knew the different between a trusting relationship and one without trust. He much preferred a relationship with trust. More things were laid out before them.

The Lycan gave a soft hum.

"Yes, that sounds good." He didn't want to be locked to a piece of equipment and not be able to enjoy it because he was too scared.

"After what happened last time I think me being able to trust you will come much easier than you being able to trust me, but given time I am sure we will figure these things out."

He would redeem himself for nearly killing the man in time but until then he would just have to show that he was no longer a threat to the man's life.

Plus he suspected that if Zakhar had intended on getting revenge on his he would have done it already.

Zakhar nodded.

He wouldn't lie and say everything was all right and he trusted the man because he didn't. Not entirely.

Until they had gone through a few sessions in which the Elf had the ability to kill him but didn't he knew he wouldn't be able to fully trust the Elf. They needed to build trust through doing things together.

Tyrael pulled himself up and put his pants back on.
"I should probably go and let you rest."

He muttered as he found his ribbon and tied his hair back in a pony tail, the short layer laying messily, framing his face as he looked back down at the Lycan.

"I'm glad we've reached and understanding now, I hope things only get better from no on."

Zakhar propped himself up and watched the Elf pull his pants back on silently.

His lips quirked upwards when Tyrael tied his hair back again. "You sport sex hair rather well, Tyrael. But maybe I'm biased because I know it's my sex that messed up your hair."

The Lycan stretched, running a hand through his own hair.

"I'm glad, too. I'll see you around, da?" His eyes flickered down to the sheets and he gave a sheepish grin. "That is, if Master Teo doesn't kill me for having sex on his bed."

Tyrael chuckled softly and shook his head.
"I'll go get a second opinion and let you know whether or not you're biased."

He nodded and followed the Lycan's gaze, smirking slightly at the sight of the ruffled up sheets.

"I doubt he would nurse you back to health only to kill you, besides he left us unattended, what did he think about happen."

He replied with a chuckle, having sex on the Alpha's bed probably wasn't the best idea they had.

"Yeah, when you're back in top form again come find me, I'd like to have proper sex again instead of this."

He muttered, gesturing has hand towards the bed before shaking his head, normal sex just didn't suit them.

Zakhar's lip twitched. "I look forwards to hearing the answer next time we meet."

The Lycan gave a shrug. "Master Teo has always been unpredictable."

Now that was a good point. Leaving two men alone that had been talking about sex would only lead to one thing.

Zakhar nodded. "We can explore the many toys in the dungeon together." He was quite looking forwards to not-so-vanilla sex.

He nodded slightly and headed for the door.
"I look forward to it."

The dungeon had many possibilities and they had not even scratched the surface, neither of the men gave into pain easily and they were stubborn, there were things that they could do together than would have other subs in tears.

He paused for a moment as he opened the door, looking back at Zakhar with a small smirk.
"The more I think about it the more eager I become so hurry up and get back to full strength, I don't want to have to be gentle with you again."

Tyrael gave a soft chuckle and shut the door behind him as he headed back to his own room, he had much to plan and learn before their next session.