[C] Stolen Property

Lycus watched the man struggle with an amused hum, a small grin gracing his lips.

"You're not fairing too well are you? Such tough talk only to be rendered useless by a little bit of magic."

He idly wondered how the man would fair again some of his more malicious powers, it wasn't something he would test however, he wouldn't intentionally harm the man with something he couldn't defend himself from.

Alek grit his teeth and fought harder to stay afloat.

Just because he was defenceless against magic didn't mean he was gonna let himself be out done by it. He'd stay above water no matter what it took.

Lycus was just testing him. Teasing him and knocking him around a little. Like a cat with it's mouse before it went in for the final kill.

This mouse was gonna stick it out until the end.

Maybe a little bit of swimming would wear the Lycan down enough that they would play without him lashing out every time he was asked to behave.

Lycus raised his hand and the water lifted Aleksandr into the air, leaving his head above the surface but keeping his body trapped in a pillar of water.

"I can stop this when ever you want."

Alek was glad that the height of the room wasn't too bad. No matter how high he was lifted, it wouldn't be too bad.

Like his son, Alek had an intense fear of heights. He hated the idea of being so high without the safety of something to keep him from falling. Luckily, if he fell from this distance, he'd be fine. He wouldn't die from colliding with the ground form this height.

His eyes searched out Lycus again. 

"I'll behave for you, Master." A little grin curled his lips. "If you promise to fuck me harder."

He wanted a good hard Session that would leave even his body sore for days. He wanted to be tortured.

"That can be arranged."

He replied with a smirk of his own, the water slowly calmed, letting Aleksandr down and pushing him back toward Lycus.

The Elf looked down at the man in front of him, his eyes alight with excitement.

"I'll fuck you, but first, clean up your mess."

He replied, spreading his legs to let the man lap up the blood streaking down them.

"Yes, Master," he purred softly.

He leaned forwards eagerly to lap at the blood staining the Elf's legs, cleaning his skin thoroughly.

His tongue probed and lapped at the scratches and bites on his thighs, swallowing all of the blood he could.

His tongue flicked out over the head of his lover's arousal before he sat back obediently, silver eyes turning up to Lycus as he awaited his next orders. He'd play Lycus' game for as long as he was being satisfied. If Lycus didn't do enough to please him, he'd start acting out again.

Lycus gave a soft groan as Aleksandr lapped at him, now he was behaving himself a bit better.

He gripped onto the man's hair roughly, forcing him onto his hands and knees on the shallow step of the bath so the water lapped at his stomach as he was bent over.

The Elf kept one hand in his hair and the other stroking down again his entrance.

"Lovely."

He purred, his hand rearing back to spank him once again.

He dropped to his hands and knees obediently when the hand in his hair forced him down.

This was his chance to show off how well behaved he could be when he wanted to. Alek could put forwards the effort to be a good little Slave and do everything that the Elf wanted him to without fighting as long as Lycus upheld his part of the bargain.

Alek purred softly when the Elf's fingers stroked against his entrance.

He gave a soft gasp when he was spanked, eyes fluttering open to look up at Lycus.

"I wonder just how much you can take..."

He mused as he looked down at the Lycan's backside, his hand moving to stroke at his entrance again, perhaps he could push the man beyond his usual limits again tonight.

"It's been so long since I've toyed with you."

With that he pushed two of his fingers into the man firmly, thrusting them with long slow strokes as they scissored apart.

It had been a long time since he had toyed with him. Since before he... Since before then.


It would be fun to see what the Elf could think up now after so long being submissive. Could he gain his old sadistic imagination back for long enough to make tonight prove interesting or would he just be a shadow of his former self?

They'd find out as the night progressed, he supposed.

A soft purr sounded as two fingers pushed into him, his hips pushing back against them slightly as they thrust in and out of him.

Lycus leaned over, laving his tongue at the man's entrance before slowly pushing in a third finger, thrusting all of them into the Lycan forcefully.

With each thing he did to the man he was slowly coming up with new ideas, what he wanted to do, things he had missed doing to the man after he had run away.

Getting his confidence and pride back would take time, it had been damaged and needed repair.

Alek groaned softly when the Elf pushed a third finger into him. It was a bit of a stretch. He hadn't given himself much opportunity for anal lately. With Lycus rolling over, the only person that could fuck him was Chester and that had only happened a few times.

He'd gotten lax with keeping himself stretched.

His hips pushed back against the Elf's fingers as they began thrusting firmly again.

Alek wanted to see Lycus do whatever he wanted to. If Lycus wanted to do something, he needed to get up and do it, everything else be damned. Alek wanted Lycus to push him at his own whims tonight. Like he had done thousands of years ago.

The Lycan didnt care if he got hurt or pushed to exhaustion. He'd hold on until Lycus was done no matter what happened.

Lycus was oblivious to Aleksandr's plans to rebuild him after his downfall, the Elf hardly noticed his decline or the fact he constantly just rolled over for Aleksandr now, jibes at his pride or sense of dominance rolled off of him now.

He had been severely broken but in his own mind he still saw himself as he had always been, mainly because he wasn't seeing himself.

Despite brief moments of opening up he was often withdrawn, keeping himself busy in his room so his mind never had time to analyse himself.

Now at least he was listening to his own lust, his inbuilt need to possess this Lycan. His hands continued to thrust slowly but firmly before he slowly pressed a forth finger into the man's entrance.

Alek's teeth gritted and he bowed his head as the fourth finger pushed into him.

It had been a long time since he had had anything as large as a fist inside of him. This was going to be a big stretch and it was going to be uncomfortable.

"Could you... could you use lube, Master?" he muttered softly. It was a request; Lycus was well within his rights to refuse the request. If he did, then Alek would push through it. It'd just be a little rougher on him.

He was glad that Lycus was doing what he wanted, though.

Lycus' lips quirked up slightly, Aleksandr was definitely feeling this and his body was stretching around his fingers, clenching around them tightly.

"I haven't got any."

He replied, they were in a bath and he wasn't going to leave just so Aleksandr could have some lube.

Instead he leaned over and bit into the Lycan's cheek, tearing the skin until blood seeped down the curve of his backside and onto the Elf's fingers, making this slick as he slowly thrust them in and out of the man.

He inhaled sharply when his backside was bitten, his hips jerking in response.

Alek shuddered softly as his blood lubricated the Elf's fingers.

"Thank you, Master." He hadn't left to get proper lube but he'd found a substitute in a fix. He didn't have to do that if he didn't want to. 

He could just picture stained red fingers pushing into him, stretching his skin, abusing it. He'd be feeling this for a while if Lycus planned to go all the way with this.

The Lycan groaned in anticipation.

Lycus gave a low purr of appreciation, this was a beautiful sight, his lover's ass stretched tight and his own fingers strained with his blood as they thrust into him.

The Elf thrust his fingers light this for a few long moments, stretching him out a little before forcing in his thumb, all five fingers moving and thrusting into him, stretching his body out roughly.

Alek's breathing was getting a little heavy. That could be factored to both the discomfort and pleasure he was feeling.

His member was hard but his face was contorted in discomfort.

The Lycan gave soft pants as his body moved, thrusting back against Lycus' fingers as they pushed into him. Each thrust pushed the man's fingers slightly deeper inside of him and stretched him out more.

A soft moan sounded as a shiver chased through him.

The Elf was too memorized by the scene in front of him to consider backing down now, he wanted to see it, something he had seen from Chester but not Aleksandr.

He wanted to see the man's entrance clench around his wrist as his hand caressed his prostate.

His hand reached around, grasping onto the Lycan's arousal and stroking it firmly as his fingers pushed further with each thrust until he finally pushed harder, causing his knuckles to sink inside of his lover, followed by his palm, his hand slipping in completely once it cleared the widest part.

Alek didn't want the man to stop. Not now.

As uncomfortable as he was feeling with this, he was so aroused at his mental images that he refused to let this be the end of it.

He'd beg the Elf to do more if he just pulled away now.

His hips rocked as Lycus' hand began stroking him.

The Lycan gave a cry when the Elf's hand pushed into him completely, holding himself up on shaky arms.

Holy fuck.

Once Lycus' hand was inside of Alek he uncurled it, letting it spread out inside of him, moving to rub against his prostate, baring down on it firmly, rubbing small circles.

He wanted the man beneath him to writhe and whimper, crying out as a he came only to collapse into the water when they were done.

His current cries only fueled his yearning so he pushed onward, his hand pumping the Lycan firmly as his arm started to slowly thrust in him.

The Lycan writhed a little when Lycus' hand unfurled.

It felt strange to be filled this much. A cock was one thing. A fist was a very different thing.

His entire body jerked and he gave a cry when the Elf's fingers pressed to his prostate. His body clenched around Lycus' hand and he writhed a little more, whining softly.

He shivered violently, his arms giving out under him. He laid with his chest against the step and his ass up in the air, whimpering softly as the Elf's hand began to thrust into him.

The Elf leaned over, a small smirk on his lips and they brushed up against the Lycan's ear.

"Don't give up on me now, Alek."

He murmured as he nipped the man's ear, his words holding a double meaning that he did not know about.

A small chuckle left him as he looked down as the bent over Lycan.

"I still want to feel you come around my hand, clenching desperately from being so filled."

The hand around his arousal pumped more insistently as the hand inside the man continued steadily.

"I won't, Master," he replied with a breathless moan.

He'd last. He'd continue going until Lycus was done. He wasn't going to be the first to fall tonight.

He groaned loudly when Lycus' hand began pumping him more firmly, hips rocking and thrusting.

He bit his lip, groaning as his Master pleasured him.

"Come for me."

He purred, nipping the man's ear sharply, drawing it into his mouth to suck on the small beads of blood that fell from it.

The hand pumping him began to draw tight circles on his head, rubbing his hard as the hand inside of him shifted, baring down upon his prostate again.