[M] How Could Anything Go Wrong?

Alek was exhausted and Lycus wasn't looking much better, the only reason he was able to out last the Lycan was because he was so out of practice.

One more time, he could do this once more before collapsing, the Elf wiped his forehead clean of sweat which beaded and streaked down his face before pushing himself into the Lycan once more, groaning as his sore body was forced to work again.

Their bodies slid together easy enough, the Lycan was filled with lubricant, the more Aleksandr came the tighter his body became and the more they relied on it, he wanted the man sore but he wasn't completely cruel.

Alek gave a little groan as Lycus pushed into him once more.

He was sore, he was exhausted and he wanted Lycus to collapse from exhaustion already so he wouldn't feel any more.

He loved pain, he truly did, but pain and physical exhaustion together was a stretch.

He'd have to rest for a good day or two after this.

The Lycan moaned softly, trying pathetically to rock his body a little.

He didn't even know if he could come again, he felt empty, like his body couldn't possibly offer up anything else, but he would try, even if he ended up collapsing half way through.

The Elf's arms trembled as they struggled to hold his weight but he kept moving, even if his once powerful thrusts had been reduced to gentle grinding, he promised they would continue until they collapsed and he intended to deliver on that promise.

He groaned hoarsely as he lowered his head, resting it in the side of Aleksandr's neck as he moved.

The two of them were at the tethers end.

They were both exhausted and it was only Lycus' stubborn nature that was keeping him moving - albeit pitifully - against Alek's long-since collapsed body.

The Lycan laid still under the Elf, giving soft moans and whines, eyes closed under tired eyelids.

As soon as Lycus collapsed, he'd let himself fall asleep and recover from this extreme exhaustion.

He knew it would be fruitless to continue, his body couldn't do this any more and with one more soft grind he collapsed, this arms buckling beneath him and he fell softly onto the Lycan.

He slumped against the man, his head buried in the side of his neck.

Lycus couldn't bring himself to move, unless Aleksandr pushed him off or moved this was where he was staying, laying out on top of him, his heavy eyes sliding shut as he gave an exhausted whimper.

Alek didn't push Lycus aside when he collapsed.

He just laid there, legs spread with the bar, far too exhausted to move.

Lycus wasn't crushing him with his weight. He could still breath so it was fine. The two of them could lay there together like this while they slept and Lycus could move if he wanted to when he woke up.

The Lycan's body relaxed further and he slipped into sleep readily.

After a solid twelve hours of sleep he woke enough to see the condition they were in, coated in various bodily fluids, their skin sticking together as he lay perched on top of the Lycan.

He pulled himself to his feet long enough to unbind Aleksandr's legs, and wipe them both down with a cloth before falling asleep on the bondage bed at the back of the room.

Another twenty four hours later he woke, aching immensely but awake after the long rest.

The second thing he noticed, right after his aching muscles was the empty feeling in his stomach, he was starving and light headed from being down in the dungeon for so long.

The Elf got to his feet, avoiding waking the sleeping Lycan as he wrapped himself in his coat and headed out of the dungeon, towards the kitchen.

One thing Lycan were known for besides eating more than their own body weight in food each sit in was their ability to sleep so much that it could be considered hibernating.

Alek had been fading in and out of consciousness for the last day and a half.

He woke up, realised that Lycus wasn't near him then fell back asleep. Was, rinse, repeat.

At the moment he was curled up on his side, in the process of falling back asleep again.

Why Lycus returned and he was awake, he'd ask for something to eat. It had been nearly three days since he had last eaten or drank anything. He needed something.

The Elf returned five hours after leaving, he had eaten, showered, dressed, then gone and sat in the forest for a while until he felt better.

Once he was done he returned to the kitchen, Aleksandr needed to eat, he couldn't expect him to go without when he himself couldn't do it.

As such the Elf walked down the stairs to the basement and opened the dungeon once more, bottles of water tucked under his arm and a plate of food in the other.

He was too tired to cook and as such had simply heated up anything he could find in the fridge, the meal consisting of a large slice of lasagna and cold cuts of ham and turkey.

He walked over to the Lycan and placed it out on the floor next to him, taking one bottle of water and moving to sit on one of the benches as he drank eagerly.

Food was the best alarm clock for Lycan.

As soon as Lycus had opened the door and he had caught a whiff of it, he was sat up, staring at Lycus as he approached him with a plate of food, well adn truly awake now.

He forewent cutlery, just scooping up some lasagne with his fingers and chewing on it eagerly with a low moan.

"That's Tony's," he murmured as he scooped another mouthful into his mouth. No one could cook lasagne as good as Tony. This was definitely a batch of her food.

He had almost finished the plate when he picked up the water bottle, chugging half of I before returning to polishing off the plate.

"Probably, I didn't bother cooking, just grabbed what ever was in the fridge."

He explained, if it didn't have someones name on it then it was fair game, as such both Aleksandr and himself had eaten it.

Lycus watched Aleksandr eat, at least he had the decency to feed the man, he could be kind when he wanted to be.

"Sore?"

He asked, curious as to whether or not he was the only one aching.

"Best 'whatever you could grab from the fridge' you could possibly get. Tony's been improving her cooking skills for longer than we've been alive."

Sometimes it shocked him that she was well over a thousand years older than him. He was one of the oldest beings in the world besides the Fae and there was still someone over a thousand years older than him.

"Deliciously," he replied with a quirk of his lips.

He could definitely feet that he had been fucked seven ways to Sunday.

"I don't usually eat a lot of meat but I'll admit that it was very good."

Lycus was borderline vegetarian, though he would eat meat on the rare occasion if the caught it himself, even then he usually stuck to fish over red meat.

The Elf chuckled softly as Aleksandr spoke again, that was a relief.

"that's good, I promised you would be sore after I was done with you."

Alek shook his head but didn't comment.

He didn't understand how people didn't each much meat. He lived on the stuff. A good day wasn't complete unless he had a nice large serving of meat.

Today his day was well on the way to being complete.

"You upheld that promise rather well."

His eyes slid shut and he stretched.

It wasn't uncommon for Elves to be vegetarian, in fact it use to be the norm but with forests getting smaller many resorted to eating meat, due to the secluded nature of Elves they would never venture towards human farming areas.

"I'm glad your satisfied, however there is one more thing I want before I let this session end."

He replied, looking over to the Lycan, his eyes still holding their lustful quality.

His eyes flickered open curiously and turned to the Elf.

He wanted more from this Session?

Alek wasn't opposed to giving the Elf anything else he had asked for. He was pleased with what had happened so far so he'd do his best to please Lycus in return.

The Lycan set his empty plate down and moved to kneel at Lycus' feet, looking up at him with a lustful curiosity.

"What do you want from me, Master?"

There was something he had wanted from the moment he had woken up on top of the Lycan was had been too tired to act upon it.

Plus he wanted Aleksandr to remember this session fondly then perhaps when he was able to over power him again he would be obedient yet again.

When Alek knelt in front of him he leaned down, his hand sliding along the man's cheek tenderly before grasping the back of his neck and pulling him into a kiss.

His lips worked passionately against the others, his sated lust evident but there was still yearning in his touch.

His eyes slid shut and he gave a little purr as his cheek and neck were stroked.

He leaned into his kiss willingly, his own lips brushing against the Elf's gently as he pressed forwards, leaning up so he wasn't sitting on his feet.

His hands planted on Lycus' thighs as he continued to kiss the Elf.

Alek would definitely remember this Session fondly. He was happy with the way his body ached like it did. He loved it.

Aleksandr didn't know just how deep his obsession ran, it was a secret he would take with him to his grave.

It was more than simply wanting to own him, far more than that, he wanted more than total dominance over him.

Lycus continued to kiss him, his hands tangling in the man's hair, pulling him closer, his free hand stroking down his neck and over his broad shoulders, exploring his back.

He reluctantly pulled away from the kiss, he could taste Aleksandr on his lips, it was a taste he wanted to savor for as long as he could, and the Elf couldn't resist running his tongue over his bottom lip.

"You can go now."

He muttered as he leaned back, his eyes looking down at the man in yearning.

Alek pressed against Lycus' body, purring softly into the deep kiss.

Neither of them wanted to go. They both wanted to stay here and indulge in each other's bodies.

But one of them had to pull away first. One of them had to make the decision to do so. He almost whined when Lycus pulled back first. He really hadn't wanted either of them to pull back.

When Lycus leaned back, Alek leaned forwards. He pressed another gentle kiss to his lips, then moved down his marked neck, pressing more kisses over his skin.

His hands moved up to unbuckle the collar around his throat, dropping it to the floor as his teeth sank into the Elf's skin in one final attempt at marking him for the next few days.

"And now the games continue," he purred, tongue flicking out over the mark gently as he stood.

With a casual wave over his shoulder, Alek padded towards the exit.

Lycus didn't want to leave Aleksandr's side, seeing the man remove the collar and drop it to the floor made him purse his lips, but he returned the man's affections, kissing him back gently.

He couldn't help but groan softly as the teeth met his skin, flinching back and glaring at the Lycan as he marked his neck.

He waved back and got to his feet.
"I'll get the upper hand next time Aleksandr, see you soon."
He replied with a little chuckle, it was time to start training even harder, he needed to better himself and become stronger.