[C][M] His Demands

The two of them were so close.

He could feel every inch of Lycus pressed against him; inside of him. Surrounding him like a blanket.

It felt so good to be close to the man like this.

"Gods, I love you."

His hips rocked hard against his lovers, hands pulling at his hair as he buried his face into his neck.

"I love you too."

He muttered, pressing closer to the man, if that was at all possible, his body ground against the man as he thrust into him, his hand moving back to stroke the Lycan's arousal.

His pace became more urgent, he wanted to show the man all the passion he had for him, the passion he usually hid behind his mask.

A low moan passed his lips as he moved, a flame beginning to ignite in his stomach.

His lips locked against Lycus' again.

He wanted to get closer to the man. Feel him against every part of his body. His legs wrapped tighter around him, hands curled in his hair and pulled harder, hips rocked faster.

He wanted more.

So much more.

He could feel the ache set into his jaw again.

Alek could finally sooth that ache. He could finally claim Lycus as his own.

Lycus moaned in against the man's lips as they moved as one, their bodies locked together to tightly that neither of them looked like they could be separated from the other, even by force.

His hand struggled to pump his lover from between their bodies, his free hand grasping onto the man's shoulder blades tightly, his nails digging into the skin and their pace got harder and faster.

The two if them were so close to one another, yet it still felt too far away.

Alek didn't care that he was barely being pumped.

He didn't care if he didn't come at all right now. He just wanted to be close to his lover. He wanted to feel his lover.

As the ache in his jaw got worse, Alek lapped at his lover's neck.

Soon.

Soon he could bite into his lover's pale neck and claim him in the most animalistic way.

His hands fisted tighter in his lover's hair, yanking him back and bowling him over, rocking his hips harder as he pinned the man down, nipping at his throat.

Lycus gasped loudly as he was pushed back, his body writhing as he was pinned down beneath the man.

Aleksandr was rocking against him so brutally, it had him yearning and the fire in his stomach growing rapidly.

His head tilted back as it was nipped at and he looked up at him with a lust filled gaze.

"Theo..."

He muttered with a low, keening moan, his hands tightening in the man's hair.

He loved being a power bottom just as much as he loved being dominant.

He loved seeing Lycus moan and twitch beneath him.

Alek continued to lap and nip at his lover's throat, purring loudly as he thrust down against him.

He felt so good.

With Aleksandr on top of him like this, he had more room to move, his hand tightened around the Lycan's hardened flesh, stroking him firmly, his pace quickening, he didn't want the man to go unsatisfied, not today.

His free hand reached up, stroking over the man's cheek and neck as his own neck was lapped up affectionately.

"I'm going to come."

He muttered in a barely audible whisper, his body writhing and tensing as he tried to hold out as best he could, but being buried in his lover like this was ecstasy.

Alek moaned softly as Lycus began pumping him again.

He could feel the heat rising in his stomach as his arousal was stroked and pumped.

"Then come," he moaned breathlessly, hips still rocking hard and fast.

He wanted to feel the Elf come inside of him.

"Come, Versensa."

Hearing his name said like that by Aleksandr, his true name, it was like and aphrodisiac, it had been too long since someone had truly known him.

Lycus' hips bucked beneath the Lycan, jerking upwards for a few thrusts before he spilled out into the man with a long moan, his entire boy shuddering with delight as ripples of pleasure flowed through him.

The Elf panted heavily as he looked up at the man, his body slumping down against the grass as his hands remained tangled in Alek's hair.

Alek gave a purr when the man came inside of him.

Gods that felt so good.

He thrust down against the man as he stared down at him, his cheeks flushed and his eyes were hooded.

He muttered his lover's name softly.

He wanted to come. After seeing his lover come so beautifully, he wanted to come himself.

"Make me come."

A small smile curled at Lycus' lips at Aleksandr's request, his hand wrapped around the man's arousal more firmly, pumping him hard and fast, his own hips pushing up to thrust into the man deeply.

Seeing Aleksandr on top of him like that, he looked so tempting, he truly was a beautiful man.

His free hand moved, grasping his balls and kneading them firmly as he continued his hard and fast ministrations.

Alek's head lolled back as his hips rocked.

His lips parted in a soft moan as his lover toyed with him, pumping and stroking him hard and fast.

The heat pooled in his stomach, bubbling as he drew closer to his release.

"O-oh, Versensa," he breathed, hips bucking erratically.

Seeing his lover moving on top of him like that, hearing him pleasure moans and the the words that passed so perfectly from his lips.

It was all too much.

Lycus sat up, pulling Aleksandr into his lap, burying himself deep within the man and thrusting up against him urgently, he needed to see the man satisfied.

"Come for me Theo."

He muttered, his thumb baring down on the man's tip roughly.

The man's lips trembled as he was pulled into his lover's lap.

He panted heavily in his lover's ear, rocking his hips hard and clinging to him, nipping at his neck.

"O-oh," he whimpered softly.

He was close. So close.

The heat in his stomach; the pain in his jaw-

With a cry, the Lycan buried his sharp teeth into his lover's throat and came hard.

Lycus gasped loudly as teeth tore through his throat so easily, feeling his lover throbbing around his member, his entire body clenching as he came, mixed with the sharp pain rushing through his neck.

Lycus grasped onto Aleksandr tightly, clinging to him as sensation flooded his senses and left him daze.

The Elf groaned out the man's name, pulling him closer as his nails dug into his skin.

Bite me, he thought desperately.

He wanted the Elf to bite him. Break his skin. Take in his blood. Take him as his mate in the way of the Lycan.

His hips rocked hard as he pulled Lycus' head to his throat by his long hair.

He wanted Lycus to bite him. Hard.

The Elf's eyes fluttered slightly as his head was pulled towards the man's neck.

He was quickly pulled from his daze as his tongue instinctively trailed over the man's flesh.

With a single bite he would seal his fate completely, he would never have another mate again, Aleksandr would be his one and only.

His teeth tore into the man's throat brutally, burying themselves in deeply, blood immediately invading his mouth as it spilled from the open wound.

Lycus drank it readily, gulping down a large mouthful as he clung to the man tightly.

Alek gasped loudly when his skin was torn.

He clutched tightly to Lycus.

This was it. They had both ingested each others blood during sex. The two of them were mated.

He clung to the man, lapping at his torn flesh gently between muttering one phrase over and over in every language he knew.

I love you.

Lycus reluctantly pulled away from his lover's neck...no...his Mate's neck.

His tongue trailed over his lip slowly before licking at the quickly healing wound.

His body clung to Aleksandr's so tightly that he trembled gently.

After close to four thousand years he had finally taken his Mate, finding him in the most unlikely place of all.

"I love you too, so much, Theo."

He muttered, hugging the man tightly, they were bound together now in a ritual more sacred than any other.

He'd never thought that he could take Lycus as a mate.

Lycus, the man that he had hated for so long. Now he loved him so much. More than any one else.

"Look at us," he muttered softly, still clinging to the man.

He didn't want to move. He loved being so close to the man; feeling him both around and inside of him.

"Age has made us so soft."

"Mmm."

He responded, he couldn't deny that any more, he had gone soft, he had grown a fondness for their Slave.

More than that, he had found the deepest love he had ever experience, it a man he had considered killing on so many occasions.

"This is your fault."

Lycus muttered, pressing a kiss to the man's blood coated neck before kissing his lips, the taste of both their blood lingering heavily.

"Guilty as charged."

He definitely wasn't annoyed at being blamed for this. He was pleased.

He had found love in a man he'd tried to kill and had tried to kill him. It was a strange experience; finding love in such a strange place. But he couldn't regret it.

He loved the man unconditionally.

Alek returned the kiss happily.

"And now you've ruined me for anyone else."

He added, running a hand over the large bite mark currently scarring his neck.

Even if this was just the Lycan mating ritual, he still counted it as his own, Aleksandr would be the only Mate he would ever have for his entire existence.

"Never get bored of me."

He muttered, nestling in against the man, he would be broken if Aleksandr ever decided to leave him.

The expression on the man's face changed drastically. He almost looked... distressed.

Alek looked down at the floor.

"Y-y'know... I've been thinking that we...we're just not going to work out... We... We're just not working out the way I thought we would..."

He refused to meet Lycus' eyes, staring hard at the floor as he moved out of the man's lap.