[C] Stolen Property

His hips writhed and he gave a loud whine.

"Gods," he groaned softly, nails scraping at the tiles under his hands as he felt the pressure build inside of him, forcing him closer to that edge.

It didnt take long for his body to clench around the Elf.

He came with a loud cry that echoed through the room.

The Elf purred loudly as the man's body clenched around his hand, it felt so good to be in control of him again, to have Aleksandr complying to his every whim.

Slowly he pulled his hand from the man's backside, biting his lip in appreciation as he watched his ring widened for him.

Before his entrance had time to relax Lycus was inside of him again, his arousal pushed into his depths, still lubricated with his own blood.

The Elf moaned as his hips moved, thrusting into him as his hand continued to stroke him, not allowing his body to calm for a moment.

Alek groaned softly when he stretched around the Elf's hand again.

Lycus had pushed him today. He was going to ache quite a bit when he had calmed down a litt-

The Lycan gasped and jerked when Lycus thrust inside of him, giving a loud cry of "fuck" as the man begna rocking his hips immediately.

He whined when Lycus continued pumping him, hips trying to writhe away from his hand.

"M-master."

His now freed hand gripped on the Lycan's hip, holding him in place a he thrust into him and stroked his arousal, forcing more pleasure onto his body after he had just come.

The Elf's head tilted back as he moaned, his body fit easily into the Lycan after being stretched like that and the man's hot blood coated his length.

He felt like he had all those years ago, in control with the Lycan unable to do anything but obey.

This was completely different from all those years ago for Alek.

Now he appreciated what the Elf was doing to him. He loved it and wanted more. Much more. He wanted to be fucked hard and fast and be able to feel the torture of it for days.

He just wished that Lycus had given him some time to recover from his first orgasm before forcing him towards a second.

He whined loudly, hips jerking and writhing, caught between thrusting into the pleasurable torture and tearing away from it.

This was what he wanted, the man wanting a needy beneath him, in a beautiful mix of pleasure and pain.

The Elf's hips picked up the pace, he was hard and lustful, it was time for him to have his own release.

Lycus' pace was brutal, causing Aleksandr to jolt with each rough thrust as their bodies rocked together.

Ahh, fuck, the Lycan thought as the Elf's pace sped up; became more brutal.

This was going to be the Elf's first release of this Session. Lycus never lasted just one orgasm during Sessions. He went through multiple. Fucked him long and hard, Two times. Three. Four. More.

Never just the once. He was in for a long night.

He couldn't wait.

Alek moaned softly, hips thrusting back against Lycus' eagerly as he was fucked hard. That was just what he wanted. He wanted Lycus to fuck him thee times. Four. Five. Ten. As many times as he could before he collapsed. Differently each time.

Lycus' breath slowly picked up as he moved, finally he was inside of the man, burying himself in his body as hard and fast as he wanted to.

For the life of him he couldn't tell why he had given this up to easily, being like this with Aleksandr was bliss and right now he could feel himself being pushed further and further along, closer to his release with each movement.

Alek did all that he could in that moment without orders or permission to do anything else from his Master.

He rocked his hips, thrusting hard against the Elf's arousal.

He alternated between shallow thrusts and hard long thrusts that made him shiver softly. They were random. Sometimes he gave numerous hard thrusts in a row, sometimes numerous shallow thrusts.

Alek wanted Lycus to not know what was coming. To not be able to anticipate the next thrust. To be completely surprised as he got pushed over the precipice and into his orgasm.

The Elf moaned, his grip on the Lycan's hips tightening, he couldn't get into a rhythm with Aleksandr moving, each hard thrust was a pleasant surprise and he found himself being quickly worked up by the randomness of the movements.

After a few long moments he was pushed over the edge by a shock quick hard thrust, spilling into the Lycan with a shuddered groan, his body pressing up against the man firmly as he panted.

Alek purred as he felt the damp heat pool inside of him.

He loved the feeling of someone coming inside of him. He loved it more knowing that it was Lycus. Lycus was finally getting back into the swing of dominating him.

He loved that.

Lycus as finally becoming himself again. The shadow was fading and he was coming back into the light.

"Thank you for coming inside of me, Master," he purred softly. He stayed still, eyes sliding shut as he waited for the next action.

"You would thank me for that, wouldn't you."

He replied with a scoff, it amused him to see the man wanting to be dominated, the last time he had done so was not that long ago but it felt like a distant memory, and now Aleksandr wasn't fighting for his dominance back, just laying there obediently.

He would be lying if he said it didn't confuse him slightly, he hadn't seemed this eager back then.

His lips quirked a little.

"Yes, Master." His eyes flickered up to the Elf. "A Slave should thank his Master for everything that he does for him." A smile curved his lips. "Not so many have such a kind Master as I do."

He hoped that instead of going all lovey-dovey on him, Lycus would prove that he wasn't such a kind Master after all.

Alek wanted to see that fire and the lack of care Lycus use to have for being kind when he fucked him.

Alek wanted to walk away from this Session limping and in pain because Lycus had been the opposite of kind.