[M] How Could Anything Go Wrong?

His lips curled cruelly as Aleksandr spoke, the Elf rose from his position and walked behind the man, gathering something else from the wall.

Lycus walked up behind him with a metallic spider gag and pried open his mouth and pushed it in, tightening it around his head.

"You forget your place Aleksandr, until you walk back out those doors we are not equals."

He replied, the crop running down his spine slowly.

Alarm bells rang in his head when the Elf's lips curled.

Uh oh. That didn't bode well. Or rather, that meant bad things were going to happen. Which was always a good thing in Alek's mind.

A purr erupted in his chest when the gag was forced into his mouth.

He damn well hoped that Lycus would be using that gag to its full potential. A shiver of excitement chased through him at the thought.

His back arched up into the gentle touch of the crop.

The crop sliced down the center of his back, biting into the skin roughly, causing blood to well to the surface and a dark mark to be left in its wake.

The crop came down again in the exact same place, tearing into his skin and causing a loud crack to echo through the dungeon.

Lycus walked around the Lycan, slowly stripping off his shirt and pants, letting them drop slowly to the floor.

His hands skimmed over the waistband of his underwear, his arousal evident through the tight fabric.

Alek's back arched and he hissed a loud gasp when the crop cracked against his back harshly.

Oh God....

The Lycan whined loudly, writhing against the bonds around his legs as he was whipped again. He shivered violently when he felt the pooling blood roll down over his back and sides.

His silver eyes snapped up to Lycus when he strolled around into his view again. His silver eyes were smouldering; he was aroused and it was very obvious.

Another softer whine sounded when the Elf's hand skimmed over the waistband of his underwear.

Lycus looked down at him, pale blue eyes flashing in amusement as he pushed down his underwear to expose his member to the Lycan.

He brought his own finger to his mouth and bit down on it sharply until a trickle of blood slipped down his wrist.

His fingers stroked under his member, drawing a line from base to tip, an incentive for Aleksandr to see just how much of him he could take.

The Elf stepped forward, bringing his hips to Aleksandr's face height and pushing himself slowly through the ring in his mouth.

His eyes trailed the path of the blood down the Elf's wrist.

Alek swallowed thickly as the Elf's fingers ran over his own arousal. Oh God.

His eyes flickered up to meet Lycus' pale blue eyes. He swallowed again, tongue slipping through the ring in his mouth to run over his lips slowly.

His tongue lapped over the Elf's slit when he pushed his arousal through the ring.

The Lycan's silver eyes never strayed from Lycus' sharp ice blue ones as his tongue flicked and laved over the Elf's arousal, cleaning it of blood with a low purr.

Aleksandr was highly aroused, that much of obvious and from his reaction just then he had quite liked what he had just done.

Knowing your Slave made torturing them sexually so much easier as well as getting your own way.

A groan left his lips as the man's hot tongue lapped and laved over his hardened flesh.

Lycus pushed his hips further, slowly making the man take more of him.
"Take all of me and I'll give you a little treat."

He taunted, if he got what he wanted then he would show a small amount of kindness and give him the rough touches he desired.

His silver eyes flashed.

Of course he wanted a treat. Who wouldn't want a treat in a situation like this?

And he just knew that his treat would be what he wanted; rough treatment. Just what he wanted and exactly the opposite of what he was getting at the moment.

He hadn't taken anything so big in his mouth for a good long time. He didn't know how well he could do what Lycus had asked of him but he'd damn well try just to get that rough treatment he wanted.

He just had to relax. The more he relaxed, the easier this would be.

His hand smoothed through the man's hair as his hips pushed forward slowly before becoming still again.

Aleksandr had enough movement that he would be able to press forward enough to take him in completely, at least that way he gave the man a chance of succeeding.

"I don't think I've ever seen you so well behaved, I must admit I am quite fond of it."

He mused, groaning softly at the feeling of the man's mouth encasing him.

Alek generally wasn't this well behaved for anyone.

He was a strong man and since he had escaped Lycus all those years ago he hadn't let many people take control of him.

And after this Session he doubted it would happen again. He had plans he wanted to work through and those plans didn't involve him being submissive.

The Lycan's eyes slid shut and he willed himself to relax a little, mentally prepped himself for what he was just about to do. He pushed his head forwards a little, gagging slightly and pulling back just enough to be somewhat comfortable again with the man still in his mouth, breathing a little heavier. He swallowed thickly, trying to clear some of the drool pooling in his mouth. There was already a small string of it dribbling down his chin.

His eyes slid open again to meet Lycus' as he pushed forwards once more.

He smirked down at the Lycan and reached down, his fingers gently stroking his throat as he tried to push forward only gagging moment later.

The feeling of the man swallowing against his hardened flesh had him moaning softly, the muscles of his throat constricting around him.

His icy blue eyes locked onto Aleksandr's piercing silver, staring down at him intently.

"Just a little more and you'll get what you desire."

He promised, dangling the incentive right in the man's face.

As he stared up at the man, his eyes sharpened a little in determination.

He'd do this. He had to. Just to prove that no matter what Lycus put in front of him, he could do.

Alek had high expectations for Lycus for this session, and he also had high expectations for himself. If he didn't do everything that Lycus asked of him, he would be very disappointed with himself.

More drool spilt over his lower lip as he took Lycus further into his mouth.

Drool dripped from his chin and splattered against the bench and floor as he tried not to swallow around the Elf's arousal.

Lycus smirked softly as he looked down at the man, Aleksandr's determination was admirable, the man had never given up before so he had no reason to do so now.

He stroked his hand through the man's hair encouragingly, he didn't have much left to go, he could do this then they could really have some fun.

The Elf lowered his hand to his own pelvis, pressing it against a point on his skin.

"This will be over when your nose touches right here."

He was getting so close, he just had to take this last inch, the hardest part.

Alek was thankful Lycus wasn't making this any more difficult than it had to be.

If nothing else, Lycus was encouraging him. Which was good. Any feuds they had could come into play here. Lycus could just make this more difficult for him for the sake of it. But he wasn't.

The Lycan was glad that they had truly dropped their past now.

His eyes flickered down to the point where his nose had to touch. It wasn't too far away. He could do it. he had to do it.

If he didn't he'd be punished with gentle touches for the rest of the Session.

His mouth was filling with saliva. He wanted Lycus to pull away, pull out of his mouth. Now. But he wouldn't ask and he wouldn't pull away himself. He had something to prove.

Slowly the Lycan pushed forwards, his hands curling into tight fists. This was hard. This was something that he hadn't done in years and didn't particularly want to do.

The tip of his nose grazed against the Elf's skin. Alek looked up with pleading eyes. Was this over?

He could see at Aleksandr was struggling and he could see the saliva quickly coating the length of his member, the Lycan's throat tightening around him as it struggled to relax and not gag.

"Good boy." He praise as his nose brushed against him fleetingly, as he promised he slowly began to pull himself out, trying his best to avoid causing then man to choke.

Once he was completely out he unstrapped the gag and leant down, capturing Alek's lips in a bruising kiss, his hands tightly gripping his hair. 

As soon as Lycus pulled out of his mouth, he swallowed, breathing deeply.

A string of saliva stuck to the gag as it was pulled from his mouth. His chin and lips were glistening with it.

He pushed forwards into the kiss eagerly, moaning softly when his hair was tugged on. This was what he wanted. Rough treatment. To be bitten and scratched and have his hair pulled.

He loved this.

Alek's teeth tore into Lycus' lower lip, purring softly at the taste of blood filling his mouth.

Lycus took a step back as Aleksandr tore his lip, the back of his hand slapping across the man's face.

He was going to be strict with the man tonight, he had left last session with multiple bruises and claiming marks, this time his skin would be flawless and the Lycan would wear his marks.

"Tonight I'm claiming you, not the other way around, speak out of turn or mark me again and you'll be wearing that gag for a long while and you won't like what I do to you afterwards." 

He promised, they were on good terms but he would still punish him like any other Slave if he acted out.

The Lycan's face turned with the force of the blow.

He had pushed the boundaries. He had been doing so since the Session began; just to see what he could get away with. If he were to truly act like a Slave he wouldn't have spoken out or tried to harm his Master.

Now he knew that trying to bite him again would get him punished. With gentle touches?

If it was anything like the slap he had just had he wouldn't mind being punished.

"Yes, Sir," he murmured softly, eyes sliding closed.

If Aleksandr were to act out he would find out just how unpleasant a punishment could be, and how cruel the Elf could be when provoked.

"You promised to obey me this session and I expect you to keep your promise."

He replied, his eyes narrowing as he looked down at the Lycan, he had begged and pleaded in order to sate Aleksandr and earn this session, he expected to receive exactly what he was promised.

"You're mine."

He muttered as he knelt down, moving his head towards the man and latching onto his neck, biting down ferociously until blood spilled into his mouth and down both of their necks.

He'd keep his promise. He just wanted to see exactly how much he could get away with without punishment.

He hadn't been told not to bite him. Not until just a moment ago. He wasn't disobeying him, just acting on his own.

"Yes, Sir," he muttered in response to the claim.

He was Lycus'. No one else's but his for this Session; no matter how long the Session went on for.

The Lycan groaned loudly, head tilting back a little as the man's teeth pierced his throat.

Aleksandr was his now, the Lycan knew how definite his obsession was, how deeply it ran through him and he himself had admitted to being obsessed with him.

Lycus had dwelled on that for a long time, mutual obsession, what they had now had a name and he was glad to know it wasn't as one sided as he had previously thought.

For as long as he could keep going he would continue this session, when it ended so did his complete claim on him, something he wasn't willing to lose any time soon.

The Elf's teeth bore down more viciously, more power behind it than any other bite he had given him.

It tore at his flesh and bruised the skin, leaving behind a glorious mark that would last days, even with Alek's increased healing. 

The Lycan groaned loudly as Lycus' teeth sank deeper into his flesh, tearing through it viciously.

That mark would be more vivid and last longer than any other mark Lycus had given him in his life; in all the years they had been together. This would last days. Three, four. The longest a mark had lasted before this was two days.

He bit his lip - hard enough for it to cause some discomfort - but not enough to pierce the skin.

Alek gave a soft whine.

A purr rumbled in his chest as he lapped at the bleeding wound, the man's blood staining his chin as he pulled away, his eyes locking with Aleksandr's as he licked his lips slowly.

"Clean me."

He ordered as he moved closer, tilting his head to exposed his stained chin, neck and chest.

When he behaved he got treats and right now he had earned himself a rough touch and a taste.

Obediently the Lycan's tongue laved over the stained skin, cleaning it of blood slowly.

A purr erupted in his chest as he continued to lap at the blood on his skin eagerly. Tasting his own blood wasn't as good as tasting Lycus' but it was still a taste of blood that he very much enjoyed.

The Lycan paused in licking the blood to scrape his teeth over the skin gently, sucking on it a little.

His tongue traced Lycus' lips slowly to remove the last of his blood.

He caught the Lycan's tongue between his teeth and nipped on it sharply before pulling away, it was time for a little fun.

Lycus got to his feet and walked over to the wall, grabbing a few extra items and making his way back to where Aleksandr currently lay strapped to a bench.

Knelling down behind him be laved his tongue over the man's entrance, coating him generously with saliva.

The sound of a bottle squirting sounded before he pushed something to Aleksandr's entrance, pushing it in slowly.

It was a long curved plug made to push against his prostate and stimulate him.
Once it was in completely he flicked a switch, causing it to vibrate inside of him.