[M] The Full Moon

Chester had woken that morning earlier than his Masters despite the fact the sun shone brightly through the windows.

It was the full moon tonight, he could feel it in every ounce of his small body, he ached and yearned and emotions flowed through him that weren't normally there.

He was antsy, he felt a need to shift and run about that he never usually had unless it was the full moon and the Lycan half of him really reared it's head.

Like most mornings when he woke earlier than Aleksandr or Lycus, who ever was in the room at the time he slid below the sheet, ducking his head and pleasuring the Lycan until he was awake and satisfied, once it had reached a reasonable hour for the men to be waking, Aleksandr never normally minded if it was a little early, if he was too tired he simply wouldn't wake, Lycus on the other hand was easily woken and got cranky if he had not gotten enough sleep.

The day passing was long and slow for the small Hybrid, who sat and waited anxiously for nightfall and when it did come he sat, hardly able to stay still.

"Master Aleksandr?"

He asked softly, looking over at the man eagerly.

"Are we going outside tonight?"

The boy desperately hoped so, he was still very young, he really felt that compulsion to shift.

Alek had woken up pleasantly to the feeling of his boy's throat constricting around him. He had come to love waking up like this after the surprise of the first morning with the boy in his bed.

It had become an unspoken rule that Chester was to wake him - and Lycus if he was sharing their bed with them for the night - up like that ever morning. This morning Lycus was off in his own room. He knew what today was for the Lycan and to save his own ass (literally) he had opted to stay in his own room.

Currently the Elder was laid out on the large L-shaped couch in the back section of his room naked holding a book up as he re-read hand written words scrawled in Greek that he could recite by heart.

Chester was curled up at his feet, almost vibrating with the energy that almost made Alek cringe. He hated dealing with younger pups around the full moon. They were always so...puppy-like. He could deal with the older ones but not young bouncy puppy-like Lycan.

It made him feel old. When he had to deal with pups, he really wanted to be two thousand years younger. Then he could deal with pups.

His silver eyes flickered up to Chester when he spoke.

"Yes. We'll be meeting my family in the woods," he murmured, eyes turning back down to his book. "We're a small, intimate clan here. If we're lucky, you'll be able to meet both of my sons and my previous Slave." He did't know if Belial would be sharing this full moon or keeping both of them holed up in the dungeon having his fun with them. "My grandchildren and great grandchildren will be there."

He felt sorry for the boy already. Luka and Cinaed would definitely enjoy testing new meat. They were getting older and more curious every day. The chance to attack a newbie would be like Christmas to them.

The Lycan's free hand moved to his member, pumping himself a few times before giving a low, murmured: "Chester." This was the Lycan's more subtle way of demanding head. The first few times he had wanted head, he had dragged the boy down by his hair.

Chester couldn't help his nature at this time of the month, if he could he would, he didn't want to be a hassle for his Masters, he had tried to sit here and just be quiet, hoping his will power would hold out all night but there was no such luck, he was already struggling to sit still and the sun had only just set.

He had met Coilean and Zakhar before, some what more briefly then he had hoped and the three of them had not been allowed to talk to one another, he had no idea that they had a connection to Aleksandr at all still he was excited to meet the man's family, grandchildren, great grandchildren, Aleksandr was a lucky man, most Lycan didn't get to be an age where they saw such things.

The boy's eyes flicked up as Alek started to stroke himself then muttered his name, he knew what that meant easily enough, he quickly moved closer to the man, kneeling down beside him before he leaned over, his pale pink tongue lapping out over the man's length before taking him into his mouth with a small purr, bobbing his head eagerly.

Alek hoped that giving the boy something to focus all that wayward energy on would help with that annoying almost-bouncing he was doing.

The boy was thrumming with excess energy. He needed something to do. Either to run around or focus all his energy one one little task and do it well.

"Twice and then we can go out."

When the boy got him off twice, he could go outside to run off the rest of that energy off and meet new people.

He hoped the boy would like meeting his family. They could be a little overbearing occasionally but they were nice people. He'd get on with them.

His gaze turned up to Aleksandr as his head continued to bob, looking up at his Master with adoring large eyes.

He got to pleasure the man two times before they went out, he was over joyed with that knowledge, he wanted to be able to please the him as much as he could, making up for his current state, he could tell Alek was impressed with his inability to sit still.

Chester lowered his head further, taking in his Master's length completely, letting him slide easily down his throat as he swallowed against him.

"Good boy," he murmured softly, one hand resting on Chester's head to stroke his long blond hair idly as his attention turned back to his book.

Alek was pleased that the boy was so easy to coax into doing something to focus his energy on. His sons had been a completely different kettle of fish. Perhaps dealing with an over-excited Chester wouldn't be as terrible as he thought it would be.

He wondered if the boy had gotten through what his clan fondly (and not so fondly in some cases) called moon-sex-period yet. It came on at different ages. Alek himself hadn't gone through it yet but a fair amount of the Pack had gone through it. Most of the Wolves that he had ruled over had their horniness controlled by the phases of the moon. It could be amusing to watch. It ranged from just feeling a little horny to lying on the ground writhing in a mass of sexual need for the entire night. He'd seen it last for as long as half a decade in some of his Pack.

It didn't happen to everyone, but it did happen to some.

"The things we think," he murmured softly to himself, turning his page.

On a full moon Chester's old pack turned into nothing short of a massive orgy, the boy got passed from man to man, never having a moments rest to feel his own need bubbling away inside of him.

Tonight he expect much the same, though he obviously didn't realise just how wrong he was when it came to this pack, they really were a family, not just a group of horny wolves pouncing on one another.

His head began to bob a little faster, his hands tentatively reaching up to stroke the man's balls, caressing them firmly as he sucked and lapped at his arousal greedily.

As soon as his energy was focused on a task that required effort Chester was usually fine, it was sitting around that had him buzzing.

Alek gave a soft purring moan as the boy's hand began caressing his balls.

His hand began running through the boy's blond hair again slowly. He was such a cute boy. So sweet and, despite what he could do, innocent. There was a child-like charm about him that really caught Alek's interest.

His hand fisted in the boy's hair, pushing him deeper until he felt the boy's nose brush against him stomach.

Another low moan sounded from the man

Chester had always been child-like, physically he was nineteen, though he looked much younger, his short stature and feminine features would have him permanently stuck in the body of a boy no matter how much he tried to be a man.

That was something he had given up a long time ago, he wasn't going to be seen as a man, as such he enjoyed his more child-like attributes, giving into them with his tender nature.

He didn't cough or splutter at all when his head was pushed down, he knew well enough that when Alek gripped his head, he was being forced faster or deeper.
Instead he took the man easily, groaning against his shaft as he continued to bob his head eagerly, brushing his nose against the man's pelvis with each bob.

Another eager groan sounded from the older Lycan as Chester took him deep with every bob of his head.

The boy was good at what he did. Alek was lucky to have such a well-trained Slave for his first Slave in a long time. The Lycan had to do so little to help the boy along. He could already do so much.

His hips rocked a little with each thrust of the boy's head now.

Alek;s attention was slowly drifting from his book. His eyes were flickering over the words now instead of taking the time to read them.

Chester had no reason to misbehave or act out, he was well cared for here, he wasn't denied the things he really needed, he was fed and allowed to shower every day, when he had such caring Masters why would he be anything but obedient and put all of his effort into everything that he did.

The boy gave soft grunting moans each time the Lycan's arousal hit the back of his throat roughly as their pace quickened.

A delighted shiver ran down his body as he continued to pleasure the man, his hands and mouth working together in perfect harmony as he worked the man up harder and faster.

With another soft moan, Alek dropped his book. It landed on the floor, open and pages bent but he didn't react.

His hands fisted in the boy's hair as his hips rocked upwards at a more fierce pace.

A soft breathy groan sounded as he began to guide the boy's head at a faster pace.

"Chester."

Each moan and reaction only made the boy happier and happier, his Master was enjoying this immensely, that was all he wanted, to pleasure and serve him.

A soft moan left the boy's throat as his head moved faster and faster as he was prompted to do.

Aleksandr moaned out his name...actually said it during the act.

That made the boy's heart leap with unbridled joy as he continued to move hard and fast, his eyes watering at the force of which he thrust the man down his throat.

It was rare he said the boy's name in Session. He had a certain detachment from endearments like speaking the boy's name in Session.

But right now this felt less like an average Session. Alek was influenced slightly by the full moon. Not enough to be considered affected by the 'period' tha the had yet to go through, but definitely enough that he wanted to fuck someone without the ties of a Master and Slave.

Just a mindless fuck.

He dragged the boy up by his hair, pulling him up to lay on top of him and leaned up to give him a bruising kiss.

The hybrid gave a small cough as the man's arousal was pulled so quickly from his mouth he hadn't expected to be pulled away from him like that, not after what he had said about making him come.

Nevertheless he kissed Aleksandr back with equal fervor, pressing down into the kiss desperately as his body pushed down against his Master.

His now unoccupied hands busied themselves by stroking over the man's muscular chest, stroking over his tanned skin.

His hips rocked upwards against the boy's as his hand fisted tightly in his hair.

His teeth and tongue almost devoured the boy's mouth. Alek wanted all the passion Chester could give him and he wanted it now.

The Elder wanted Chester panting for breath and writhing above him.

His hips rocked and ground against the boy's eagerly.

He gave a small pleading whine as the man's hips rocked up against him, his own hips grinding against the man eagerly, Alek was working him up with this movement and roughness.

His head was stuck in it's current position as Aleksandr held onto his hair, as such he through himself into the kiss completely, he had never been kissed like this before but now he was going to show the Lycan just how he felt as his tongue, lips and teeth all worked against the Elder's mouth.

Chester drew heavy breaths through his nose as he ground against and kissed his Master, his small body displaying more passion that what it could possibly contain.

He hadn't been treated like this, Alek mused. His actions were too sloppy. There was no experience in the movement behind the boy's tongue and teeth. He'd been kissed, no doubt, but he hadn't kissed back like this before.

Alek pulled the boy's head back by his hair, his own head ducking to kiss along the boy's throat.

His hand stroked down the boy's back gently as a smile curved his lips.

His hand slid between them, stroking the boy's arousal for a few moments before curling around both of their arousals, pumping them both in time.

A small whimper left his lips as his head was pulled back, he wanted more kisses, he wanted his Master to claim him with his mouth again.

His whimper was replaced with purrs as his neck was kissed, in response he craned his neck further, exposing it completely to the man.

A soft groan left his lips as his arousal was stroked, that felt so good, sex always felt better on the full moon, every touch was more intense and he craved them.

The boy bit at his own lip as both of their arousals were pumped together, this was a new experience too.

Alek smirked when the boy above him whimpered. How adorable.

His lips trailed over the boy's neck slowly, teeth scraping gently, tongue lapping at his pale skin.

The Lycan's body moved, hips thrusting upwards into his hand as he continued to pump the two of them.

He sucked on a patch of the boy's throat with a low purr, working the skin with his tongue until it turned a deep dark colour.

The boy's first mark of the night.

Chester's own hips began to writhe before thrusting into Aleksandr's hand, his arousal grinding up against the other Lycan's.

Another soft moan left his gaping lips as his neck was sucked and lapped at, he really did love the feeling of lips and teeth up against his throat, it sent a rush of adrenaline through his small body, his hips grinding a little more insistently.

"Master..."

He muttered out in a breathy moan, his hands stroking over the Elder's large chest as he writhed on top of him.

The Lycan gave a soft purr as the boy moaned his title.

He loved that. Even when he was lost in passion he knew his place. He knew he was the Slave here and had to give his Master the respect he deserves.

He bit into the boy's neck, a quiet crunch sounding as his sharp teeth pierced the boy's pale skin. His slick tongue lapped out over the punctures, lapping up the blood, staining the skin around the small wounds a deep red.

Alek's hand moved around them more insistently.

Chester cried out, his small hands gripping onto Aleksandr's shoulder's tightly as his neck was torn into.

His writhing got worse for a moment as the damp tongue stroked over the wounds, though he settled when Alek's hand moved harder, moaning in against the Lycan's neck as he pressed a kiss to it, burying his face in the nook of his neck and shoulder, giving off a soft needy whine.

The Hybrids hips began to move faster in the man's grip, thrusting into his hand as his breath came in short pants, heat building up inside of him.

Alek panted softly as the Hybrid nuzzled against him, soft smile curling his lips.

The boy was so adorable, cuddling up to him like that, peppering small kisses over his skin as he writhed.

"You're such a good boy," he crooned, pressing a kiss to the boy's head as his thumb began rubbing against the Hybrid's slit firmly.

He wanted the boy to be a writhing mass of need above him.

Chester only kissed his neck because he was worried that if he nipped and bit at the man's throat he would be scolded, it wasn't proper for a Slave to mark their Masters, though he would proudly wear the mark he had been given.

The boy gasped loudly as his slit was rubbed, another loud moan passing his lips as he writhed needily, his body pressing down against the man beneath him.

His arms wrapped around Aleksandr's neck as he pulled his head away from his neck, pressing his forehead against Alek's softly, looking down at the Lycan with a lustful gaze, his aqua eyes locking onto the man's silver for a moment before lowering respectfully.