[M] Drip Drip Drip

He didn't want this, he hated this, he would never want this, he would never do this willingly, he-

Lycus whimpered softly, the noise sounded like it couldn't possibly come from the Elf, it was soft, gentle and had an almost needy tone to it.

He barely registered that it came from him, his eyes had slid shut and his body slowly began to writhe under the Lycan's touch.

These sensations were so new, so foreign and he found him overly sensitive to them, they effected him more than expected, this was what thousands of years of being a virgin did to someone.

Those noises.

The Elf was so sensitive. Not being touched had left him completely devoid of all these feelings before and now he was being touched he could feel them so much more intensely.

A low purr sounded in his chest as he pulled back a little.

One hand slid from the Elf's thigh, skimming over the skin before pulling away.

He laved his tongue generously over two fingers before pressing the wet digits to Lycus' entrance, rubbing in small circles.

Gently, he pushed one finger into him, watching his face intently.

With his eyes shut he could barely focus on the fact that it was Aleksandr doing this to him, all his attention was pulled toward what he was feeling, not what was being done to his body.

His thighs and backside tensed when the wet fingers pressed up against him but slowly began to relax slightly as they rubbed against him.

A little grunt sounded as the finger was pushed into him, his body squirming slightly.

His brows drew together and he couldn't keep his eyes closed, instead they opened slightly, looking up at the Lycan through heavily hooded lashes as he tried to resist pulling away from the finger as was his bodies natural reaction to the intrusion.

Alek kissed along the Elf's thigh gently, nipping softly at the skin as he slowly began to move his finger.

The movement of his finger was gentle and slow.

He wasn't going to force rough play on him so soon.

He could be cruel but he wasn't evil. He wasn't looking to cause the Elf too much unnecessary pain. He wanted to at least somewhat enjoy this experience.

As much as he'd deny it, he enjoyed lying with the Elf and scaring him away with a lot of rough treatment wasn't on his agenda.

Lycus' body slowly relaxed, this wasn't that bad, it was uncomfortable, but it was more the thought of someone having their finger inside of him that unnerved him, more so than the actual act.

Though he reminded himself that this was just one finger, the pain would get worse.

Aleksandr was being gentle with him, kind. He didn't understand it, after everything he had put the Lycan through, everything he had done to him, why show him mercy? Was this the calm before the storm, or was it the Lycan's way of showing that he was a better man?

Either way the Elf was still nervous, he couldn't read Alek anymore, he didn't know what he was going to do.

Slowly his fists uncurled and his hands lay limply by his sides and his face smoothed out as his gazed turned down to watch the Lycan, a soft shiver running through his body as the man's lips pressed against his thigh.

He could feel it when Lycus relaxed around him.

His lips quirked upwards slightly against the Elf's thigh, nipping his skin gently then letting his tongue lave over the stinging flesh gently.

His finger thrust deeper into the Elf, curling slightly.

Alek wanted to make the Elf comfortable enough for this. There would be some discomfort but that was inevitable. It would happen no matter what.

He pulled his finger out, rubbing at the Elf's entrance again before pushing two fingers in slowly again. A little more of a stretch than just one finger.

Everything felt new, lips and teeth against his skin, the feeling of something being physically inside of him, curling and thrusting into the depths of his body.

He didn't want to admit it when when Aleksandr had told him to strip, he had been terrified, he had surprised even himself when he did not start trembling in front of the Lycan, the only thing that had stopped him doing so was his pride.

Granted he was still scared, but the more he was eased into this, the less he dreaded the inevitable.

His eyes flickered as the finger was pulled out of him, hesitantly pushing down against the fingers as they rubbed against his sensitive ring.

He gasped through gritted teeth as the two fingers pushed into him, okay now this was slightly painful, he could feel his body stretching as it tried to resist the new intrusion.

His hands attempted to grip onto the hardwood as he groaned in discomfort but his nails simply scratched against the floor.

He paused for a moment when his fingers were buried deep inside the Elf.

Alek's silver eyes watched him silently, flickering over his expression as he kept his fingers still inside of him.

This would be much more uncomfortable than just one finger. But it would just take a little time and to endure the pain a little and he'd get used to the intrusion.

He waited until the Elf relaxed just a little before he began thrusting his fingers again, slow and gentle.

He was still determined not to cause too much pain.

The Lycan's lips feathered gently over his thigh.

Lycus forced himself to lay still, he knew what would come after the Lycan's fingers and Aleksandr was being kind enough to slowly prepare him first.

He had to relax and let his body accept what was being done to it, otherwise the end result would be far worse.

He lay back and let his eyes close as he took long, steady breaths, inhaling when Alek thrust his fingers in and exhaling when they were pulled out.

At least focusing on his breathing gave him something to draw his attention away from the stretching ache of his backside.

His thighs gave the slightest twitches beneath the man's lips, the skin being littered with goosebumps as his softly lips feathered over it.

His tongue laved over the skin of Lycus' thigh as his fingers pushed deeper inside of him.

"This is going to feel different," he warned in a murmur as his fingers pressed deeper inside of him, searching out his prostate.

His lips curled into a little smirk as he pressed against it, fingers massaging it firmly. His silver eyes almost glowed as he watched the Elf's reaction.

He wanted to see how the Elf reacted. What he'd do when he felt such an intense pleasure compared to the pain he had previously felt from being stretched.

He groaned uncomfortably as the fingers pushed deeper into him, the pain was very slowly dulling the longer the man's fingers were inside of him, though the feeling of discomfort remained.

His eyes fluttered open as Aleksandr spoke, what would feel different?

His unspoken question was soon answered, he had never felt anything like this before, it was the first time he had been touched there and his virgin body shuddered heavily in delight.

Lycus' mouth gaped open as his back arched, his body pushing down on the man's fingers as his legs trembled softly.

A long moan was pulled from his throat as his body pressed back against the ground, writhing as his breathing slowly picked up, his member standing erect against his stomach despite the pain of being entered.

A loud purr sounded in his chest as the Elf's back arched off the ground.

Such a strong reaction.

Alek's tongue laved out over the Elf's arousal, sucking gently on his head before taking him into his mouth, bobbing his head a couple of times before pulling away, tongue lapping at his head once more.

Seeing the man so needy after being touched like that was a beautiful sight.

He wanted to see more of those beautiful reactions. And he was determined to see more of them.

The Lycan crawled up Lycus' body, fingers still buried deep inside of him, massaging firmly. He pressed his hips down against the Elf's, groaning as the heated flesh of their arousals pressed together.

His hips began thrusting against the Elf's as his free hand moved up to stroke and pump Lycus' arousal. His fingers never stopped massaging as he did so.

The Elf's pride and objections were completely forgotten in this moment, he couldn't see past what his body was feeling and who was making him feel this way.

His hips writhed as they were caught between thrusting up into Aleksandr's mouth or baring down on his fingers, instead staying locked in place squirming slightly.

Lycus couldn't stop himself, he needed something to ground himself and when Alek crawled up his body the Elf's hands moved to cling to the Lycan's shoulder blades, his nails digging into the tanned flesh as his hips ground up against the other man's arousal in return.

A loud moan sounded, his head tilting back as he was stroked at the same time as having the fingers bare down on his more sensitive spot.

His torso pressed up against the Lycan's as his arms clung to the man tightly.

Alek's hips slowly gained speed, rubbing against the Elf's hips insistently.

His eyes slid shut, his breathing slowly increasing as his fingers stroked against his own arousal briefly before returning to pumping Lycus'.

His lips parted when nails bit into the flesh of his back.

He bowed his head slightly to lave his tongue over the Elf's neck before biting down on it sharply as his fingers pressed against his prostate more firmly.

He sucked harshly on the skin caught between his teeth, determined to leave a much darker mark than any of the others he had left littered along his body.

Lycus couldn't help but cry out slightly as Aleksandr's teeth bore into his neck sharply as the fingers pushed against his pleasure point more firmly.

His body was raked with a violent shudder, this felt good, so good, and his mind was completely lost in what he was feeling to object or try to control his reactions.

The Elf whimpered out the Lycan's name softly as his nails bore down more roughly into his skin, splitting it open and causing small droplets of blood of pool at his finger tips.

His pelvis pushed up desperately, if Alek kept going like this he wasn't going to be able to hold out very long.

The stretching of his entrance may be painful and uncomfortable but the pleasure he felt over ruled all of that.

A dark smirk curled his lips at the cry of his name.

His name.

He hadn't thought that Lycus would ever call out his name during sex. Ever. He was just too prideful. Letting himself go like this was't something that he had expected the Elf to do.

It made him preen knowing that he had been the one to cause this reaction. He had gotten the Elf to cry out his name so lustfully.

"Just let go," he purred softly against Lycus' neck, his voice slightly breathless. The Elf's reactions and the feeling of rubbing up against him was getting to him almost as much as it was getting to Lycus.

Just let yourself get lost to these sensations. Come for me.

He buried his face in the Lycan's neck, it wasn't an act of shame, he was just lost, he was giving into his body and he didn't know what to do with himself, he hadn't had sex like this before, he hadn't penetrated anyone yet he felt himself drawing towards the strongest release he had ever felt.

His lips brushed against the Lycan's sweat slicked skin, his tongue darting out to taste it before he bit down firmly on it, his dull teeth tearing into his skin, muffling a loud moan as he ground up against Alek's hand and pelvis.

He bit down harder than he meant to when he moaned, shortly after the taste of the man's blood swept over his tongue and he found himself licking his lips as he pulled away.

Small moans and whines escaped him as his body began to move on its own initiative, his hips moving to thrust in Alek's hand while his backside moved against his fingers, he was so close, so so close.

He groaned loudly, his body jerking roughly in response to the harsh bite.

His fingers pressed harder inside of him, hand squeezing him a little harder, hips pressed closer to him.

His body shuddered softly.

"Come," he ordered in a thick, lustful tone as all his ministrations sped up, trying to force him towards his nearing orgasm.

"Come for me. Now."

His body trembled as he became overwhelmed with sensation, everything else had been forgotten, pain, pride, fear, all of it had been replaced with unquenchable lust that had him barreling over the edge.

He tensed and squirmed, his thighs trying to press together on impulse as he felt himself being consumed by an uncontrollable heat that blazed throughout his body.

The Elf cried out as he came, his body throbbing intensely against the Lycan's fingers and hand.
His grip on Alek tightened for a moment, his nails digging into him harshly as his body was completely overwhelmed by the power of his orgasm.

After a few moments of throbbing and writhing he relaxed against the man, his body slowly going limp as he lay against the floor panting heavily, looking up at the Lycan through hooded eyes, his usual sharp irises hazed with lust as droplets of sweat streaked down his skin.

His lips curled up into a smirk, silver eyes flashing in dark glee as the Elf came, clinging to him and crying out lustfully.

The Elf was capable of such strong reactions but he hid them. He kept his reactions completely under control.

Seeing him so needy and lustful was an amazing sight. One he wanted to see again and again. He'd definitely put some effort into making sure he could see it again. Perhaps he could even push the man even further next time.

He laved his tongue over the Elf's neck.

"That wasn't as bad as you thought it would be, was it?" he purred softly as his hand slid away from the Elf to wrap around his own arousal, pumping himself slowly to bring himself to a release.

He murmured softly as Alek's tongue ran over his neck, his breathing still coming his heavy pants as his limbs lay heavily next to him.

The Elf blinked slowly a few times as the Lycan spoke, his eyes unhazing gradually as he looked up at him.

His gaze turned down as Aleksandr's hands moved away from him in order to touch himself.

"But you didn't..."

He trailed off, his hand reaching back to stroke his backside, it was slightly sore but not enough to indicate that the man had entered him.

Lycus was confused, was Aleksandr going to fuck him or not? and what exactly had happened the last few minutes, everything seemed to blur into a hazy mix of lust and pleasure.

"No, I didn't. Not the first time."

He was careful. He was cruel but he didn't want to cause so much pain. He had dominated the man. They had had sex. He just hadn't penetrated him. Not all sex involved penetration.

All he wanted was to dominate Lycus. He was happy with what he had done.

Perhaps in the future he may try to dominate him again and penetrate him.

Perhaps. He didn't know.

The Lycan gave a soft moan as his hand moved a little faster, hips rocking a little against his hand.

"The first time?"
He muttered softly, there was the prospect of a second time, was that why Alek had wanted him to work out every day?

Lycus was confused and his head was swirling with lust filled thoughts that he never thought would ever enter his mind.

Watching Aleksandr pleasure himself when he should've been using his body to please him had him feeling a pang of...something. He wasn't entirely sure, but he felt like the Lycan had given him a free pass.

If anyone in the world had a reason to want to harm the Elf it was Aleksandr, he had the perfect opportunity to do so and yet he didn't, if he had there would've been no consequences yet he had used to opportunity to bring the Elf immense pleasure.

Tentatively his hand reached down as brushed the Lycan's hand away from his arousal, grasping onto it himself and starting to pump him.

It may have been the mass amount of endorphins currently flowing through his body but he wanted to pleasure the man in return.

"A general rule is no penetration the first time."

His voice was slightly breathless, occasionally interrupted by soft moans and gasps as he pleasured himself.

"Especially when he's a virgin." He arched a brow at the Elf.

His eyes flickered down to watch as the Elf's hand brushed his aside. It slid down to rest on the floor obediently. A soft groan sounded as Lycus began pumping him. He hadn't expected this; hadn't expected Lycus to pleasure him after this.

He was still waiting for Lycus to storm off in a huff after being dominated.

He looked up at Aleksandr as he arched a brow at him. He felt like that was a double blow at him, mocking his virgin state and the fact that he hadn't shown the Lycan that much kindness when he had taken his virginity.

"You say that like you're surprised, given my status back at the estate who was supposed to have dominated me?"

He had been raised on that estate, taking over from his father, no one in their right mind would ever laid a hand on him like that for fear of losing it.

Lycus wasn't going to storm off just yet, he was simply going to pretend that nothing had happened, truthfully nothing really had, the Lycan had sucked him and jerked him off, he simply chose to forget the part about Alek having his fingers inside of him.

The Elf leaned down laving his tongue over Alek's neck and sucking on his neck as his hand moved slightly faster, gripping onto him tighter as his thumb rubbed up against his slit.