[M] Belial's Plan

He had owned Aleksandr a long time ago and most of the time they spent together wasn't sitting around getting to know one another, in truth they rarely spoke to one another and it was only a few months ago that Alek had first learned what Lycus' name was.

"Giacinto's father? I heard the Fae mention him when they first arrived though I never personally met the man."

He replied moving off of Alek's chest and laying beside him, sprawled out on his stomach, resting his head on his arms.

Everyone in that time was Hellenistic. It was a way of life back then. Even if they hadn't known each other on a personal level, it would be assumed that Alek was Hellenistic.

The Lycan nodded.

"Cato and I were very close friends."

He could still remember the very first conversation he had had with the man. And the fiery woman barging into the room screaming at the top of her lungs in protest to what they were talking about.

A grin curled his lips at the memory.

"I see."

He replied with a soft smile, remembering the fact that Aleksandr and Giacinto had been mated for such a long time stung a little but he wasn't the jealous type, they had been together but they weren't any longer, no matter how much Gia wished that they were.

"I suppose that means that means he had long since past."

It was well know that Giacinto was the oldest Vampire alive, if her father had been a supernatural or not he must have died some time ago.

Alek nodded.

"Nearly three thousand years now."

He had died a few hundred years after they had met. They spent many years becoming friends beforehand.

"He must have been nearing Giacinto's current age when he died. Perhaps a millennia younger." Alek knew he had been old, just not the exact age he was.

He'd have liked to know just for curiosity's sake.

"That's sad, though all of us have to die at some point."

Just because they were supernatural didn't mean they would live forever, all of them would die, it was just uncertain when, though there were obvious exceptions to that rule currently residing in the mansion.

There really wasn't that much more that Lycus could say on the matter, he didn't know Cato or many people from Aleksandr's life away from him.

He doubted he would be meeting any of them any time soon, he doubted either of his sons would be happy about who their father had decided to lay with.

"He went out fighting."

Alek grinned widely.

Cato had a good death. It was enough to lighten his mood. "He was a good, strong man. Someone I strived to be like in my later years."

Alek stretched out then sat up, reaching for one of the fish still cooking next to the fire. It was a little burnt from over-exposure but it was still edible.

He bit into it with an appreciative purr.

"Don't reach your later years just yet."

He replied, stretching out until he back cracked satisfyingly before laying back down and relaxing against the grass.

"I'm not ready to let you go any time soon."

Lycus smile softly as he watched the Lycan, he wouldn't be letting him leave so quickly after they just made their peace and were happy together.

"I'm not going anywhere for a long while."

He reached over to tug at a lock of the Elf's tangled hair with a little grin. "You're stuck with me for a little longer."

A lot longer.

He wasn't planning on dying for many years yet.

"I don't know whether I should be pleased or worried to hear that."

He replied with a grin and a low chuckle as he pushed himself to sit up, causing him to groan softly, his hand reaching back to rub his backside gently.

"I don't know how long my poor backside would be able to handle you since you're sticking around."

Time would make things easier and he would hurt less and less but right now he knew he wouldn't be able to sit down for long.

Alek laughed and leaned forwards to wrap an arm around Lycus, dragging him back so the Elf's back met with his chest.

He rested his chin on the Elf's shoulder.

"You wanted to feel sore. I'm just doing what you wanted me to do."

The Lycan pressed a kiss to his lover's neck before nuzzling into him.

"You'll just have to suffer through it."

Lycus grunted as he was moved but settled in his lover grasp, leaning back against the Lycan's chest and purring as his neck was kissed and nuzzled against.

"I do want to ache, and you did a good job of it, after the last two weeks I was beginning to forget what this felt like."

The soreness was unlike anything else and he was only just beginning to become accustomed to it before they had to stop seeing one another.

"It's not that bad, I don't think I will be running around any time soon through."

He added with a chuckle as he kissed Aleksandr's cheek.

"If it's not that bad, I think I've been doing a shitty job."

He nipped sharply at Lycus' neck.

"I'll need to work harder for the rest of the day to make sure you can definitely feel it and it's bad," he purred softly.

He wanted the Elf to be able to feel the ache inside of him with every little movement.

"Mine," he purred softly.

Some times he cursed himself for being too stubborn to admit when he was sore or aching, that glint in Aleksandr's eye clearly indicated that for the rest of the day he was going to be in for a hard time.

A cheeky smirk curled at the corners of his lips, he had asked to ache, and he intended to get the most out of Aleksandr that he could even if that meant riling him up.

"I don't think you can, after so long out of practice I don't think you can live up to your words."

He purred his worlds softly as he leaned back against the man, biting his neck sharply in return.

"And you're mine."

"Oh yeah?"

Alek gave a quiet, dangerous purr.

One thing people should never do is challenge a Lycan. They were proud, dangerous creatures when provoked.

Alek dropped the remains of the fish carelessly and nudged Lycus forwards.

"On your hands and knees. Now." His voice was low and husky. An order.

Lycus knew what he was doing, he had worked with Lycans long enough to know that he wouldn't be walking for a long while, it was foolish and he was going to be in pain but at the same time the thrill of being with the man when he was like this flowed through him.

He was terrified and excited a dangerous mix and he would probably end up regretting this very soon but right now all he wanted was Aleksandr's unbridled passion.

The Elf grimaced slightly at the sound of the order, he hated being ordered around but the way Aleksandr spoke left little room for defiance and if he did act out they would only end up fighting and ruining what was left of their day, he would just suffer through it.

With gritted teeth he sat up slowly and braced his body on his hands and knees, his backside perfectly presented to the man.

Alek leaned forwards to lave his tongue over the Elf's entrance.

"That is going to be so sore," he chuckled softly, grinning widely to himself.

Lycus was definitely going to regret this. He was going to make sure the Elf was so sore that he wouldn't be able to hide it.

He disappeared for a moment, returning with a little grin as he pressed his lubed arousal to the Elf's backside. He wanted to make him sore but he wasn't cruel.

Instead of pushing into the Elf slowly, he pushed into him with one quick thrust.

He started a quick, hard pace, eyes sliding shut as he moaned softly.

A shudder racked his body as Aleksandr laved at his entrance, he would regret this but when he woke in a few days time he would still be able to feel the Lycan inside of him and knowing that he would still be able to cling to some physical memory of these last two days would be worth all the pain and soreness.

"So self assured."

He murmured as he looked back over his shoulder at Aleksandr, he'd taunt the Lycan to the bitter end.

Feeling the slick hardness at his entrance had him biting his lip in anticipation, this was going to be more than he had ever endured with the Lycan, but he felt the need to prove himself to Alek, to prove that he could handle him.

Lycus gasped through clenched teeth as he was thrust into so urgently, his backside was already very tender and the quick hard pace as his nails digging into the ground.

Alek's arm curled around the Elf's waist and with each forwards thrust, Alek pulled Lycus backwards against him.

With each hard thrust, the Lycan gave a low groan.

This was hard fast and brutal. Lycus would definitely be feeling this for a long while afterwards.

A few days at best. Most probably more.

His nails bit into his lover's hip, piercing his skin sharply.

"I'm not sorry for this," he grunted in Ly's ear, nipping it sharply. He wouldn't feel sorry for the Elf's discomfort.

The only sounds he could hear were Aleksandr's groans, his backside slapping against the Lycan's hip and his own gasping breaths with each brutal thrust.

Each movement knocked the air out of him and he found himself panting for air each time Aleksandr pulled back.

He cried out as nails pierced his skin and his ear was nipped, his head falling forwards until his forehead pressed against the ground his body arched down as his back stayed up in the air, held there by the Lycan's rough grip.

His entire body jerked forward and shuddered with each thrust, his fingers plunging into the dirt as he gripped onto the grass as tightly as he could, a continuous string of whimpers and pained grunts leaving his mouth.

Alek was breathing heavily with the effort it took to hold himself back.

He was being rough, but he wasn't being anywhere near as rough as he knew he could be. He was being rough but holding back enough that he wouldn't hurt the Elf too much.

Lycus wouldn't get any serious lasting damage from this. Alek was being careful to make sure that happened.

He gave a shaky pant as he kissed the Elf's shoulder and neck.

If Lycus knew the sort of things Aleksandr would want to do if he lost all self control he would be terrified but the Lycan was always careful with him even when he tried to push his limits he never did anything he knew the Elf couldn't handle.

Right now Lycus was in pain but not enough that he would want to run from this, he was uncomfortable but still unafraid of being seriously hurt, if he felt threatened Aleksandr would know about it.

The Elf slowly moved his head to the side when his shoulder and neck were kissed, his piercing blue eyes looking up at the Lycan as he panted and grunted, his body jerking and writhing in the man's grasp.

"You're going to feel me for days and I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

He'd love to see Lycus' constant winces of discomfort as he sat down around the mansion. Only the two of them would know why he was so tender and both of them would love the reason.

Alek gave another soft grunt as he felt his arousal peak.

He wouldn't last long now. When e let go and fucked someone hard like this he never lasted long.

"I'll be to sore to sleep with my other male lover, damn."

He teased softly with a smirk, even through the pain he could still poke fun at Aleksandr.

Lycus had a strong feeling that he wouldn't be doing much of anything when they got back to the mansion let alone even thinking about sex.

The Elf whined softly, tugging at the grass as Aleksandr continued to move, with this much discomfort he doubted he would be able to get there again, but he was still one up on Aleksandr, it was time for them to close that gap a little bit.

"Good."

Alek grinned darkly.

"You can tell him a real man fucked you." His tongue ran over the Elf's long ear. "I'm sure he'd never made you feel like this."

Talking about a mythical second lover was amusing.

He grunted again, hips rocking at a more erratic pace.

Lycus cried out yet again as the Lycan's pace grew even more erratic, he couldn't help it as his legs began to tremble softly, the last time Aleksandr had tried to fuck him this hard he had done so by accident and it had ended with him being torn slightly and Aleksandr being pushed back by his barrier.

That was nothing like now, Lycus could handle this, even through the whimpers and grunts he could still do this, it was rough and he would be sore for a very long while but he refused to back down.

"No one has ever made me feel like this."

He admitted with a groan, another shudder running through his body, he had never been handled so roughly by anyone before, it was a shock to the system but he didn't hate it like he thought he would.