[C] Stolen Property

"Still, history has a habit of repeating itself."

He replied with a chuckle, Lycus purred softly as his ear was nipped, the Lycan seemed so fond of them today.

"It is scary and I've so rarely used magic against you."

Physically besting the Lycan had been a way of keeping him in his place, he could no longer beat him that way, but he had other things at his disposal.

"History doesn't repeat itself. People just make stupid mistakes over and over again."

His hands found the Elf's hips against as he ground against him, another soft purr sounding.

His tongue laved over Lycus' neck slowly before he nipped the damp skin again, leaving a small red mark.

Alek's hands stroked over the older man's hips before sliding around, stroking against his backside with a purr, one finger dipping between his cheeks to press against his entrance.

Lycus gave a soft moan as his neck was nipped but tutted as the man's fingers brushed against his entrance, he had no intention of laying down tonight, not when he had a chance to relive the past.

The Elf's eyes slid closed as a current built up in the water, pushing the Lycan away from him as he stood still, unaffected by the flowing water.

"That's not yours tonight Alek."

He muttered as his eyes opened to look over at the Lycan, a small smirk curling at his lips.

The water swirled around Aleksandr's hips, constantly pushing him until he was up against the side of the bath as Lycus walked over, gripping his hips and holding him in place as he leaned in and captured the wolf's lips.

Alek's brows arched in shock again when the water pushed him back. His hands slid away from the Elf's backside and he walked backwards as the current pushed him, putting up no fight.

He wanted to relive the past himself. Everything from being ripped open to being called the Elf's dirty little whore.

He wanted to feel used by the Elf.

The Lycan's hands gripped the Elf's hips in return when he pressed against him, pushing him back against the wall.

"I'll just have to take it next time, then."

"You can try."

He muttered as he lowered his head, sinking his teeth deep into the Lycan's neck until blood streaked down over his muscular shoulders, down his chest and back then into the water, swirling as red mixed in with the clean bath water, lingering for just a moment before fading away.

The Elf purred as he lapped at the wound his fingers stroking over Aleksandr's warm skin, running through the lines of red.

"I've missed this."

He moaned gently against the man's torn neck before biting into him again.

Alek's lips parted in a quiet gasp as Lycus' blunt teeth tore into his skin.

A shiver chased down his spine as blood stained his tanned skin red. He loved the feeling of anything tearing into his neck.

His body pressed forwards slightly, muscles jumping under the touch of his lover's fingers.

Silver eyes flickered before squeezing shut, another gasp sounding when his throat was torn into again.

"I have, too," he murmured softly, hands fisting in the man's hair.

Seeing such a strong and dominant creature beneath him had him hard and wanting, that was evident as he pressed up against the Lycan, the length of his arousal, pushing against his stomach.

His tongue swept over the wound, collecting the blood he had spilled eagerly a soft possessive growl rumbling in his chest.

"Bend over the edge of the bath."

He murmured in a low, deep tone, it was spoken calmly but it was a distinct order from the Elf.

Another soft shiver chased through him at the order.

This was what he had been getting as when he pushed Lycus so much. He wanted the Elf to dominate him completely. Give him orders in that low, slightly husky tone.

He leaned up to steal one last deep kiss, nipping the Elf's tongue and sucking it gently, adoring the taste of his own blood caressing his tongue.

Alek moved obediently after he was pleased he had gotten his kiss, bending over the edge of the bath, spreading his legs a little. His hands reached up to pull his cheeks apart for the Elf as he gazed at him over his shoulder.

He felt like he was in his twenties again. Bending over at the Elf's pleasure just because Lycus wanted him to. All that was needed to complete the picture was cuffs around his wrists and ankles keeping him in place, a whip across his back and thighs and Lycus calling him a dirty whore as he fucked him to the point of bleeding.

Lycus kissed him back but bit the man's tongue sharply as he went to pull away as reprimand for stealing the kiss, if he wanted something, he had to bleed for it, a fair enough trade.

The Elf's hand struck the Lycan's backside firmly, leaving behind a burning handprint which he ran his nails across harshly.

That was his, and tonight he would claim it as he use to.

"So eager for me to take you."

Lycus couldn't help but chuckle as he moved closer his fingers sliding over the man's entrance, tracing his ring before pushing two fingers into him firmly.

He purred softly when the slap left a flaming patch of skin on his backside that was soon raked against mercilessly with the Elf's nails.

When he finally got going, Lycus was a truly sadistic creature. He hoped he got to see a lot of that tonight. As much as being in the bath house allowed. He almost wished that they had gone back to his room now. They could have used the bed and the toys that he had laying around.

Right now all they had was their bodies and whatever powers Lycus could use to his advantage.

"Of course, Master."

He pressed his stomach down against the edge of the bath, back arching, backside pushing up. He pulled his cheeks apart a little more. A little smirk curled his lips. "I'm so needy for your cock."

Alek groaned, hips rocking back against the Elf's fingers as they pushed into him firmly.

Lycus couldn't help but purr at the Lycan's words, whether they were said in seriousness or not he didn't care, hearing Master come from Aleksandr's lips always got him hot and bothered.

"Such a little whore you are, presenting yourself in such a way."

The Elf tore his fingers out of Aleksandr and replaced it with his own arousal almost brutally, forcing himself into the man completely.

He chuckled as his pelvis pushing up against the man's ass his hands pulling his hips back against him.

"Lets see how needy your little ass is once I am through with it."

His smirk faded into a little smile.

Yes, this was what he wanted. It was what he had remembered fondly.

Lycus calling him a whore, the rough movements. The slightly pain that merged with the pleasure that he was feeling.

"I'm your little whore, Master."

Alek inhaled sharply when the Elf's fingers tore out of him and were replaced with his arousal immediately. There was nothing gentle about that act. Lycus was taking what he wanted the way he wanted with no thought about what Alek wanted.

He loved it.

"My little ass is always needy for your cock, Master," he murmured softly, hips rocking back against Lycus' eagerly.

He was hoping that with his willingness to accept Lycus' role as Master in this situation, the Elf would be willing to do more with him; fucking him good and hard. Do whatever he wanted without fear of Alek trying to get away from him.

Lycus struck the man's other cheek just as harshly until his hand-print made the skin swell.

"You are my whore, not my parrot, don't speak unless I ask you a question."

He replied in the same low, cold tone as he leaned over and bit into the Lycan's earlobe, baring down on it until it bled.

The Elf grasped onto the man's hair tightly, yanking his head back and forcing his back to arch as he began to thrust into him, not waiting for him to adjust before he pounded into Aleksandr hard and fast.

He jerked a little at the harsh slap, biting his lip to hold back a half-pained gasp.

That felt good.

An amused grin curled his lips. His whore, not his parrot, huh? Fine, he could keep quiet. He didn't need to speak for this to be enjoyable.

His lips parted in another loud gasping moan as the Elf's hips began moving against him so much harder. His hips rocked back against Lycus's eagerly, soft noises sounding from him with each hard thrust.

His fingernails bit into his cheeks as he kept them spread for the Elf.

Lycus groaned softly, angling his hips as he thrust up into the man, his member pounding up against the man's prostate.

He wanted to hear his Slave groan, the Elf didn't question Aleksandr's obedience or his willingness to be dominated, he simply slipped right into his role as dominant, his body never forgetting what it was like to have Alek beneath him like this.

He grabbed the man's hips firmly, pulling him back each time he thrust forward so he was burying himself in him as deeply as he possibly could.

Alek groaned loudly when the Elf angled his hips.

Gods.

His hips began rocking even more eagerly against Lycus', independent of the Elf's hands pulling him back against his arousal with every thrust.

One hand slid from grasping his cheek to grip his hard arousal, pumping it at the same speed as the Elf's hips were pounding into him, groaning loudly again when his thumb began rubbing against his sensitive head.

The Elf's eyes narrowed as Aleksandr began to pleasure himself, he had submitted, called him Master then had the nerve to act out, he wouldn't allow that without punishment.

Lycus reached down as he continued to thrust into the Lycan and gripped him by the balls, squeezing them tightly and yanking on them hard as he leaned down and sank his teeth into the Lycan's neck once again, another claiming mark to add to his collection.

Alek hissed when his balls were yanked on.

Fuck.

Reluctantly, his hand slid away from his arousal. Lycus had gotten more strict as a Master. Back when they were younger, Lycus hadn't minded Alek pleasuring himself as he was fucking him.

His hands slid behind his back, each hand gripping the wrist of the opposite arm. Lycus could keep an eye on his arms now.

Testing the waters and finding out what Lycus would allow him to do now was necessary. Not pleasant when he did something Lycus wouldn't tolerate but necessary to know where he stood.

After that little torture of having his balls yanked on so painfully, he was excruciatingly aroused and in desperate need of more.

The Lycan gave a soft whimper.

If Aleksandr was his whore, then that was his arousal to be stroking, not the Wolf's, he would say when the man could know pleasure.

His hand kneaded his balls softly now, the touch seeming all the more gentle after his previous harshness.

The Elf rewarded the man's obedience, his hand slipping around his body, grasping onto his arousal and stroking him to the same pace of his hips as he drove into the Lycan at a rate that would have had him bleeding when he was a young man.

Alek gave a soft whine as his balls were kneaded gently. That felt good but it still wasn't enough.

He gave a soft breathy groan as his arousal was stroked. His hips rocked against the man's hand and arousal with another soft sound of pleasure.

The Lycan was older now. Stronger. It would take a lot of abuse to bring him to the point that Lycus used to be able to do with such a simple thing as fucking him hard like this.

Getting him to bleed and whimper and whine and writhe like he used to would be a challenge for the Elf.

Aleksandr wasn't the boy he owned all those years ago, he knew that, he was stronger, more resilient, he could handle so much more now.

The Elf pulled himself out of the Lycan, leaning over and biting into his cheek, purring as more blood spread over his tongue, Aleksandr was quickly becoming covered in his marks, he loved it.

"Roll over, face me."

He ordered, his arms resting one either side of the Lycan.

Alek gave a soft whine when Lycus pulled out of him.

A quiet moan sounded as his teeth pierced the skin of a cheek. For the next few hours, he'd be covered in Lycus' marks. There'd be no mistaking the fact that he had been claimed.

It was a shame for poor Lycus because the only company Alek would be in for the next few hours would be his and Chester's. No one but those who already knew that Alek rolled over and became Ly's bitch would see the Elf's marks.

His hands let go of his wrists and he rolled over, his hands gripping the edge of the bath as he looked up into Lycus' ice blue gaze.

The thought of dragging Aleksandr through the halls naked and marked had crossed his mind, something he dwelled on for a moment, unable to take his mind off of the scene, wolves would see their Alpha marked by an Elf, such a beautiful notion.

"I want your eyes on me as I take pleasure in your body."

He muttered, staring down at the man, his eyes able to make even the strongest man feel belittled.

Lycus gripped Aleksandr's thighs and pulled him through the water, wrapping them around his waist as he pushed into him slowly.

Alek wouldn't object to being dragged through the halls for everyone to see. He was confident enough in his ruling that he didn't care if anyone saw him being dominated. He could quite happily rule over his Pack and be ruled over my an Elf at the same time.

"Yes Master."

His eyes didn't stray. They stayed obediently on his Master's face as he was dragged through the water.

His eyes slid shut for a moment to enjoy the feeling of being entered slowly like that. he could feel each inch of the man as it was pushed into him. It felt amazing.

Silver eyes flickered open again a moment later. He had to keep his eyes on Lycus.

Lycus kept his icy gaze on the Lycan as he held onto his thighs, pushing up into him firmly, causing Aleksandr's body to jolt with each movement.

The Elf moaned, licking his bloodstained lips as he looked down at the man, tonight Alek was his prey and he intended to have his way with him completely, taking him how ever he pleased.

His tongue traced each bitemark on the man's neck as he purred, eyes flashing in amusement.