[M] The First Attempt

The Lycan's hands clenched into fists as the Elf continued to pull his hips backwards as he thrust forwards.

Soft pants and cries sounded from the younger man as he was fucked.

It was hard to keep his control like this. He didn't want to become a writhing mass of need under the Elf. Lycus would never let him live it down if he started begging for more. He wouldn't let it come to that point. Ever.

His lips parted and he gave a loud gasp when one of the Elf's hands curled around his arousal and began pumping.

He bit his lip sharply, sharp canines piercing his skin. Blood welled up and streaked down his chin, bleeding into the bedsheets already stained with his blood.

The Elf leaned over and lapped his tongue up the center of the Lycan's spine, his lips pressing to the back of his neck as he spoke.

"You're making a mess, keep that up and I'll have you licking the sheets clean."

His words were growled in a near whisper, he'd love to see that, Aleksandr lapping up his own blood from the stained sheets.

His movements continued, hard and fast as he groaned softly, his hips pushing forward relentlessly as the hand around Alek's member provided long, satisfying strokes, a thumb rubbing and pushing against his sensitive head.

A shiver chased the tongue up his spine.

The Lycan gave a soft chuckle at the growled words. Wouldn't he love that, watching the Lycan bent down over the sheets licking them off. His ass would be up in the air, bared to the Elf yet again.

He wondered idly if Lycus would take him again if he was in that position.

His back arched a little, hips pressing forwards into the Elf's hand with a little groan.

The Elf's eyes shone for a moment, with Aleksandr in this position he had a whole other side of him that was yet to be marked, Alek had made a mess of his neck, so he would make a mess of his entire body.

Leaning down his teeth sunk into the back of his neck, biting into the soft flesh firmly until it tore open. Elves were not a species known for biting and ripping open a Lycan with blunt teeth was no easy task, at this point Lycus' jaw was already aching.

The pace of his body moved faster as his tongue trailed the man's newest wound.

He groaned softly when teeth tore through his skin yet again.

He was going to be absolutely covered in marks by the end of their little war.

The was just thankful that he had an accelerated healing rate. by the end of the day these marks wouldn't be all that unnoticeable.

But the marks he left on Lycus would be very noticeable. Elves very very close to humans in their healing rates. Any marks that he left would be around for days.

Alek inhaled sharply when the Elf's pace sped up. He gave a long, loud groan.

Lycus bit his lip softly as he leaned upright again, a deep moan leaving his lips, everything felt so good and knowing he had beaten Aleksandr at his own game only made it all the more satisfying.

His grip on the man's hip tightened as he pulled him back more firmly as he thrust forward, burying himself completely inside of the man.

His hand slid further up, dragging his nails up Alek's spine before gripping his hair, his fingers weaving through it firmly, pulling his head back as his pace sped up once again.

Heat was beginning to spread through his body as he moved, his breath quickening the more he moved.

His back arched a little as he was pulled further back against the Elf's arousal.

All the could think at the moment was that he'd have a bloody sore ass when he was given time to wind down and think about what had just happened.

He didn't know if he was dreading it or anticipating it.

Alek's head tilted back when Lycus' hand curled in his hair and pulled it back.

He writhed a little, biting his lip sharply.

He, too, could feel heat spreading through his body. The addictive mixture of pleasure and pain making his body throb.

"Come Aleksandr."

He growled his words in against the Lycan's ear as he pulled on his hair more firmly, his hips and hand speeding up their already fast pace, driving himself into the man brutally.

"Come."

He muttered sternly through a moan as his head tilted back. Having the man throb around him would definitely push the Elf over the edge and he wanted to see him forced into an orgasm, hearing him whine and seeing him whine would bring Lycan immense amounts of satisfaction.

He wanted to both laugh and growl at the order.

No.

Not a chance.

He refused to come before Lycus did. It would bring the Elf far too much satisfaction. He had lost the battle but he hadn't lost his pride.

Alek bit his lip sharply and clenched his eyes shut, trying to ignore the desperate need to come that was sweeping through his body.

"That wasn't a request, and I don't think you will be left with much of an option."

He thrust his hips forward harshly at the same time as he sunk his teeth into the Lycan's shoulder, ripping into the skin instantly, causing blood to drip down Aleksandr's chest and stomach before falling onto the sheets.

Lycus would force the man to have his orgasm, he wanted to see him come and he was determined to do so, one way or another.

A smirk spread across his lips, if he did not get his own way he intended to be quite cruel.

He'd fight against whatever the Elf did to him to the best of his ability.

He wasn't going to let go of his pride.

Alek's lips parted in a silent cry when teeth tore into his shoulder. Oh god. The dull teeth tearing through his skin sent a wave of pleasurable pain through him. He gave a little shudder but kept himself under control as best as he could. No way was he allowing himself to come just yet.

He clenched his hands into fists as he began to writhe, grinding back against Lycus.

He could work on forcing the Elf to come before him just like Lycus was trying to do to him.

Lycus gave a low moan as Aleksandr began to grind against him, the Lycan was trying to beat him at his own game, he wouldn't allow that to happen.

Aleksandr had come into his room, tried to attack him in his sleep and was now trying to make his come first, there was not way he would give in.

"I'll tear you open until you can't stand it anymore."

He purred his words as he leaned over once more, dragging his teeth down the man's spine then back up again, his teeth once again biting into the quickly healing wound at the base of his neck.