[M] Drip Drip Drip

His eyes shone is amusement as he gazed up at the man, his hand reach to gently stroke his neck and collar bone.

"Why are you blushing?"

He asked as he leaned up, his tongue darting out to taste each of the flushed cheeks.

Lycus hadn't seen the man blush this much...ever. He didn't quite understand the reason behind it, a few days prior he had sprawled out over his bed completely naked having just been caught touching himself and his exposed body hadn't phased him at all.

His eyes turned away from the man.

He couldn't answer that. He didn't know why he was blushing himself. He had been in worse positions and it had never bothered him then.

Alek's eyes slid shut as he tried to drown out the world. He just needed to calm down a little.

The calmer he was the less likely he was to blush.

Right now what he wanted the most was to stop blushing.

His hands graced back down the Lycan's body, stroking every inch of him until he reach his thighs. The Elf's fingers caressed the soft, smooth skin, kneading it between his fingers as his mouth moved to the man's chest.

Lycus leaned down and bit sharply into Aleksand's left peck, his teeth nipping into him and breaking the skin only slightly, causing the wound to glisten.

He was covered in large and small bite marks and he intended to have the Lycan looking the same way, covered in his exposing and claiming marks for all to see.

He could feel the heat of Lycus' hands against his chest. The smooth skin that proved that he had a fairly easy life without much manual labour. His hands were cooler than Alek's flushed skin. Lycan were known to run slightly hotter than most other species. Only a degree or two but it was still warm enough to make a difference when they were touched.

His muscles trembled under the gentle touch of soft lips.

His back arched a little, tugging against the hook holding him in place, when teeth sank into his chest. A soft moan sounded.

Bite marks. He loved them. He sported them happily and loved seeing others sport them. He loved the taste of skin beneath his lips and blood swathing his tongue with the metallic taste.

"Please," he murmured in a whisper. He wanted more. So much more. He was being teased so much. He had worked himself up while bringing Lycus to his orgasm and hadn't been able to come. Lycus had jerked him off and he hadn't been able to come. The Elf had sucked him off and still no orgasm. He wanted more and he wanted the orgasm that he was so craving.

That whisper sent a shudder through him, it was music to his ears, the Lycan wanted him, he wanted him to touch him, make him feel and bring him to the release that he yearned for.

"It's alright Alek, I'll make you come now."

He promised as his tongue traced the outline of the bite mark that he had left of the man's chest.

His hands slid lower wrapping firmly around the man's arousal once again, the Lycan was rock hard from being left unsated yet stimulated for so long.

The Elf gripped him firmly and began to pump him, his pace starting out slow but quickly becoming more insistent, he wanted to give the man his release and soon seeing as he was so desperate for a release that he would result to pleading for it.

His thumb rubbed up against his slit as his other hand moved to cup his balls again, kneading them gently.

He felt a mixture of disgust and enjoyment seep through him as the Elf spoke in response to his plead.

He had pleaded. That made him feel disgusted. But the Elf had responded positively to his plead. He had promised he'd get what he wanted rather than deny it or ignore his whisper.

Alek groaned when Lycus' hand wrapped around him, stroking firmly.

A soft noise sounded when his thumb pressed against his slit and his balls were caressed gently.

The Lycan writhed slightly, the movements restricted by the leather binding him tightly.

"Hmm...how should I pleasure you, with my hands or...?"

He Elf locked his gaze onto Aleksandr's, his tongue trailing over his bottom lip suggestively as a small smirk spread across his face.

His tongue lapped out over the man's nipple before he bit down on it firmly, rolling the small nub around between his teeth as his hands continued to pump and stroke him firmly.

Lycus' tongue trailed down slowly over the curves of Aleksandr's stomach, stroking over his pelvis before taking him into his mouth again, sucking greedily on his head which was swollen with arousal.

His teeth scrapped down his shaft as he lowered his head again and began to bob.

His eyes followed the slow path of the tongue as it ran over his lip, admiring the difference between the moisture he left behind and the somewhat-dry skin that his tongue was in the process of caressing.

He wanted to feel that tongue against him, leaving a moist trail over his skin, licking up the blood trailing down his chest or on his thighs.

Alek gave a shaky breath but he didn't respond to the Elf's musing.

His eyes slid shut and his chest pushed forwards slightly, a soft moan sounding when teeth clamped down around his nipple.

His mouth opened with a loud moan as his hips thrust upwards when the Elf's mouth moved over him and he could feel the slick heat around him.

His body writhed and he groaned softly when teeth scraped over him.

A loud purr rumbled in his chest as Aleksandr writhed but was unable to move because of the leather currently binding his limbs.

He continued to move his head, his tongue trailing up his length before thrashing over his tip, lapping firmly against his slit.

Aleksandr tasted good, both his blood and his skin and Lycus would be quite content spending the night lapping his tongue over ever inch of the man's body, savoring the taste of his sweat slicked skin.

The Elf's hands move to stroke and caress the Lycan's thighs tenderly, his thumbs drawing small circles on his skin.

His body continued to writhe uselessly in his bonds. He loved it.

The Elf's tongue and teeth, the cooler skin against his own, stroking his thighs and sending violent shivers over his body.

He lips parted with a soft whine.

Alek's thighs trembled softly as the Elf's thumbs brushed over them tenderly.

His eyes squeezed shut and his head tilted further back as he tried to move better against the bindings.

He loved this, feeling the Lycan tremble beneath him, but not in fear, he was trembling in the ecstasy of his touches.

Each shiver and whine pushed him forward, he wanted to pleasure this man, to make him feel better than he had in a long time. That thought was strange for him, he never thought of the pleasure of others but tonight he would do everything to please Aleksandr.

His nails racked down the Lycan's thighs, leaving red marks in their wake. The Elf's head continued to bob, his teeth grazing against him more firmly, his tongue writhing and thrashing against him more eagerly as his motions sped up.

A soft groan sounded as nails scraped over his skin.

His back arched a little, trying to push his hips upwards.

His breathing sped to heavy pants as he tried to get more from the Elf; writhing, thrusting up into his mouth, legs pressing up into Lycus' hands.

He wanted even more than this. He'd never admit it, but he wanted the Elf inside of him.

Alek wanted Lycus to stand above him and fuck him like this. He was held in place, unable to move a great amount and being thrust into by the Elf as he stood over him.

He gave a soft groan.

He gave the Lycan one last scrape of his teeth and flicked over his member with his tongue before he stood again, his hand moving to grasped the Lycan's member, now slicked with the Elf's saliva.

He leaned up and mouth trailing over the man's neck, lapping and nipping at the skin as his lips graced over it.

"Seeing you like this is a beautiful sight, I told myself I was only going to pleasure you, but having you all bound up like this is so tempting."

There was a growl in his tone as he spoke against the man's neck, even after the intense orgasm that he had just had the Elf was already hard again just from watching Aleksandr squirm in his bonds like this.

He whimpered softly when Lycus pulled away. Now what? What was the Elf going to do now?

God knows he wouldn't care as long as he came back. He'd even enjoy the fucking machine he had set upon him earlier. he just wanted to be satisfied, damn everything else that happens.

A groan sounded when his hand wrapped around him again.

So tempting?

He writhed a little with a soft whine as the growl sounded from the Elf's throat.

Give into temptation. Please, he thought desperately.

Lycus gave a dark purr as Aleksandr writhed and whimpered, he was such a delight to watch and now he wanted to see the man throbbing and panting, crying out as he came hard.

He would get that reaction from the man, and he would feel every muscle tense around him.

Leaning up he lapped his tongue over Aleksandr's lips before bringing two of his fingers to the Lycan's mouth.

"Suck."

He muttered seductively as his teeth nipped onto his ear lobe, giving it a tug.

His lips parted immediately, tongue lapping out over the fingers pressed to his lip.

He lapped and nibbled at the tops of his fingers for a moment before drawing them into his mouth to suck and lave his tongue over them.

Alek knew where these were going and he was anticipating it eagerly.

A loud purr sounded as he sucked eagerly at the fingers in his mouth.

A smile spread across his lips as the tongue lapped out over his fingers and they were nibbled on.

Sex between the two of them was never like this, Aleksandr was always defiant even when the Elf was in a good mood and sex was more pleasurable, but he was enjoying this, enjoying that they would lay with one another without wanting to tear one another apart.

Once his fingers were properly lubricated he pulled his fingers from the man's mouth, replacing them with his lips, his teeth nipped against the Lycan's lip before sucking on it.

While this was happening his fingers traced down the middle of Aleksandr's chest and down his pelvis, slipping between his legs.
He had prepared the man earlier as such he very slowly and gently pushed both his fingers inside the man.

He hadn't thought much on wanting to attack the Elf.

In his years away from the Elf he had gained a lot of life experience. And right now, he was applying what he had learned.

Hold no grudges. Take everything that comes at you and try to enjoy it to the best of your ability.

What was the use in fighting Lycus off? He was enjoying this and the Elf held no permanent claim over him. It was fine to enjoy this for now. He was happy with this set up at the moment.

He gasped against the Elf's lips as two fingers were pushed into him painfully slow.

He purred lowly as his eyes smoldered, watching Alek like this was an absolute joy, he wouldn't deny the obvious, not to himself, he wanted the Lycan.

One way or the other he wanted some sort of claim on him, no matter what it was, Master, Dominant, Submissive, even if he was just a casual fling, he was drawn to the man that evaded him.

His fingers began to move, thrusting slightly faster as they curled, pushing up into the man more forcefully.

He groaned loudly when the fingers pushed deeper and faster inside of him.

But two fingers just wasn't enough. It was riling him up more but he didn't want riling up. He wanted to come.

He wanted the release that was looming just out of reach.

And right now he was close to snapping and demanding that the Elf fuck him.

He whimpered softly, hips thrusting down against the Elf's fingers hard. He wanted much more than this.

Lycus chuckled softly as Aleksandr thrust down onto his fingers, he seemed so eager, so needy, he was yearning for his promised release.

His fingers slid out of the man, leaving him empty as the Elf gripped onto the leather binding his thighs and pulling him closer to the edge of the table by them, moving him so he had his legs suspended in the air and was forced to balance on his tail bone while Lycus held him up right.

He wanted the Lycan, and he wanted him now, he couldn't wait when he was watching him writhe and whimper like that.

In one swift movement he was inside the man, he thrusted into him firmly until his length was buried deep inside of the man.

A loud whimper sounded as his fingers pulled out of him.

This was just cruel. Working him up like this just to pull away over and over was cruel. He hated it. He wanted his release.

The position he was pulled into left him biting his lip, silver eyes smouldering up into Lycus' blue eyes in anticipation.

Was he finally going to get what he wanted?

His back arched and he thrust down against the Elf eagerly as he thrust into him, groaning loudly.

Finally.

Lycus gave a low moan as he entered the man, Aleksandr was tight around his arousal and his body was hot, so hot from being worked up like he had been.

The Elf wasted no time and began thrusting into him firmly, one hand grasping onto his bindings to keep him still while the other wrapped back around his arousal and stroked him in time with his thrusts, his fingers moving dutifully against his hard skin.

His hips jerked up, pressing into Alek with a moan, with the Lycan's legs spread like this he was able to hit sensitive spot inside of the man, places that were usually beyond reach.

He groaned, hips rocking against Lycus' as he began thrusting into him.

His eyes fluttered open to gaze up at Lycus with lusty eyes as he fucked him.

Being bound an unable to move both frustrated and excited him. He couldn't move. But Lycus could do whatever he wanted to him. He couldn't pull away if the feeling was too intense.

He loved it.

Alek gasped and groaned, hips rocking eagerly against the Elf's.

Lycus pushed up until his pelvis was pressed up against the Lycan's backside, filling the man as much as he could.

A groan passed his lips, he could feel the man's body tight around him, heat spreading over his arousal with each thrust.

Aleksandr's yearning radiated off of him and it caused sweat to drip down the Elf's chest.

His thumb bore down against the man's slit as he thrust into him, his hips moving faster as the groans filled his ears, each noise and movement fuel him further, making him want to please the man more.