[M] Plea For Help

Alek's lips quirked upwards when the whip clattered to the floor and Lycus' hips thrust against his hand.

He was so needy. It was incredibly amusing.

"How much do you want me to fuck you right now?" he purred lowly.

He was still deciding whether or not he was going to be nice or cruel to the Elf.

Perhaps Lycus' answer would sway his judgement.

"I haven't defied you yet."
He muttered, that was indicator enough of how much he wanted Aleksandr, he didn't fight or cause a scene.

Lycus didn't want to be fucked, he didn't desire the pain, what he wanted was satisfaction, he wanted Aleksandr to sate him.

"I don't want you in my ass."
He added honestly, Aleksandr should know why, he wasn't experienced, it didn't provide enough pleasure.

"The more you run from it, the longer it'll take for you to get pleasure from it."

It took numerous attempts to finally be able to feel pleasure. Putting it off because the first few attempts hurt meant that he'd just feel more pain when the time came for him to try it again.

Lycus needed to get over his aversion to penetration.

"I'll satisfy you then I'm going to take you."

He'll give him the orgasm he wanted. But he wasn't going to be able to avoid penetration this Session.

Alek was determined to train his ass sooner rather than later.

Lycus already knew that, he had told the same thing to many other men, but it was different when it was your own body and you didn't want to be dominated.

It would've been easier if he was naturally submissive, he wouldn't have that mental block that stopped him from really throwing himself into Aleksandr's sessions.

If it wasn't for his pride he would play with a few toys on his own to help condition himself, but he wouldn't, he couldn't allow himself to actively prepare his body for the Lycan's future use.

The Elf didn't respond to him, his own pleasure would be sullied now by the forboading of knowing that as soon as he came, Aleksandr would take him.

"Soon you'll be able to feel pleasure from it," he sighed softly, pressing a kiss to one of the Elf's cheeks before nipping it softly.

Until then he'd just have to deal with Lycus' less than pleased reactions to what he would do to him.

His hand pumped the Elf a little faster.

He'd worry about that later, though. Right now he'd bring Lycus to his release.

Soon, it was always the promise of soon he would feel pleasure, like the Lycan already knew that he would be winning every round.

He resented that, he was more than capable of coming out on top, he could beat Aleksandr, he would, just to prove that he wouldn't get accustomed to being entered anytime soon.

Lycus gave a reluctant groan as the man's hand sped up, he didn't want to enjoy this simply out of spite but his body had other ideas.

His breath came in soft pants and his member throbbed needily.

Alek's lips curled upwards a little.

He loved hearing the Elf's pleasured moans and groans but he knew he wouldn't be hearing them as much as he wanted. Lycus would be reluctant to give them freely now. Lycus was a spiteful creature. Right now he wanted Alek to think that he wasn't enjoying the treatment at all so he'd leave him alone and not think about penetration.

He knew that game all to well. It was a game that he used to play a lot.

His thumb pressed against the Elf's slit, rubbing in firm circles as he pumped him.

Lycus had to bite his lip to stop himself from crying out as the Lycan's thumb rubbed against him.

Torturing Giacinto had riled him up beyond belief and right now he knew that Alek could've buried himself deep inside of him, causing him immense pain and he would still come as long as he was touched, he was far past the point of turning back now.

Blood trickled slowly from his lip as he spilt it open from baring down on it as he tried to muffle a loud moan.

Half heartedly he tried to pull away from the Lycan's hands but settle down quickly, any act of defiance was swiftly stopped by the fire blazing throughout his body, he was too close to stop this now.

The Lycan smirked.

Lycus was riled up. he was so incredibly hard that he couldn't even pull away from him in spite.

It was a beautiful sight.

He just couldn't pull away.

"Come for me," he purred lowly, biting into the Elf's backside harshly, blood spilling out over his pale skin and trickling from between his lips.

No, he couldn't come, if he did then Alek would...he couldn't...he wou-

The Elf's mouth fell open, no sound managing to emerge before he cried out loudly, the man reached his climax spectaularly, his member throbbed and pulsed violently in the Lycan's grasp as he spilled all over Alek's hand and his own stomach.

Lycus panted heavily and slumped onto the floor, seeing stars after the intensity of what he had just been through.

He leaned back against the Lycan as he slowly came down from his high.

Alek smirked when Lycus cried out.

He had managed to pull that beautiful reactions from him and he was in no way disappointed with it.

The Lycan caught the Elf when he slumped, lowering him safely so he was kneeling, pulling him back so his back was resting against his chest.

"If someone saw that they'd think you were enjoying that," he chuckled softly, nuzzling into the Elf's stomach.

His fingers stroked over the Elf's member before trailing up to his stomach, running through the thick semen clinging to his pale skin, smearing it over his stomach and chest as he kissed and nipped at his neck.

The Elf muttered softly, if Aleksandr was listening intently he would've been able to make out the words.

"Good thing Gia is blindfolded."

He purred softly as he nestled in against the man's chest, he felt so much better now that he had released, being pent up was never a good thing.

Lycus tilted his head, allowing the Lycan more of his neck to nip and kiss, he had almost forgotten what Alek had said about him taking him ater he had come until the Lycan began smearing his semen over his torso, causing him to tense up.

"Only I'll know that you truly enjoyed it," he chuckled softly in Lycus' ear.

Lycus was so relaxed against him. It was nice to see the Elf so relaxed. It didn't happen often.

Or last long, apparently, he thought with a frown as Lycus tensed up under his touch. That hadn't lasted as long as he had hoped it would.

The Lycan continued kissing over the Elf's skin, marking it with gentle nips and harsh sucks of the skin.

His fingers continued to stroke over the skin idly, smearing the semen over his muscular chest and stomach. He wanted him to relax a little more.

"There was quite a few things I was happy for you, and you alone to know."

He muttered, shooting a hateful glare towards where the Vampire stood bound to a cross.

Lycus sighed softly as he lay against the man behind him watching the Lycan's finger trail over his flesh.

He was easing into the fact that soon Aleksandr would be inside of him and he had to get over it and calm down, he had agreed to this.

His body unteased slightly but he still remained ridgid.

"Relax a little," he murmured softly.

"I don't want to hurt you." Not at the moment. He didn't have a weapon in hand. He just wanted to condition the Elf's body, not train him.

The Lycan licked and kissed at his neck as his fingers continued to brush over his skin.

He wouldn't do anything until the Elf was more relaxed.

He felt foolish for being afraid of something like having sex but he was, that sort of pain was so much different to other types.

It wasn't just the discomfort, it was being exposed and vulnerable to someone like that, Aleksandr was seeing him at his weakest and that was what unnerved him, plus his pride put up huge barricades.

The Elf took a deep breath, Alek wasn't mad at him, they weren't feuding, he had no reason to be brutal with him.

Leaning back his kissed the Lycan softly and nestled in, calming down.

Alek smiled into the kiss.

He was calming down. Good. The more he relaxed the easier this would be for him.

The Lycan's fingers brushed upwards, skimming over his neck to press to his lower lip and chin.

His thumb brushed over his jawline gently.

His touches were still very gentle, more calming than trying to get any preparation done.

He leaned into the gentle touches on his face, Aleksandr was being tender.
It seemed that every time they were in this situation he over reacted and the Lycan only ever treated him tenderly, easing him through the worst of it.

Of course he had been too upset and frantic to notice, it had never been too bad, he hadn't been torn, the Lycan had been too careful with stretching him.

He took a deep breath and relaxed up against him.
"I'm alright now."
He muttered, he could do this, he just needed to put some trust in Aleksandr.

He could feel the Elf's lips moving under his fingers, forming words.

Alek's fingers moved down to stroke over his neck and chest again, pausing to work a nipple, pinching and circling it with the tips of his fingers.

Lycus had said he was all right but he didnt want to jump into action. He'd ease him into it so he didn't panic much.

And just because he was being conditioned, it didn't mean that he would intentionally cause him a lot of pain. He'd try and bring him a lot of pleasure along with the pain of being stretched.

Alek could be sadistic but he wasn't overly cruel.

Lycus wished he could just let go and throw himself into laying with Aleksandr, he liked being a passionate Lover, he wanted to enjoy it and during some moments he did but he pride tore through everything, he denied himself so much because of it.

It was a major part of him so ther was no helping it, he would always be a proud man, a lonely man who kept others st bay.

He gave a gentle groan as his nipple was handled, it was at this moment he decided he had to take his sexuality into his own hand, he had to experiment a d find out what he liked.

He worked at the Elf's nipples languidly, taking his time to pinch, knead and stroke them to his hearts content.

He was in no rush to do anything. He'd take his time and do whatever he wanted.

Alek pulled the Elf's earlobe into his mouth, suckling at it as his fingers stroked down over his abs, tracing each muscle with the very tips of his fingers.

He stroked down over the Elf's thighs with a low purr.

With time he'd have the man writhing under his gentle touches.

He gave barely audible whimpers as his nipples were stimulated, even something as simple as this was new to him.

He had always been the dominant, always, and he kept everyone else at a distance not allowing sexual partners to touch him.

The Elf's long pointed ears twitched as they were sucked on, they were a sensitive part of his body and having them in the mouth of another had shivers running down his spine.

All this gentle petting, these soft touches drew reactions from him, he adored them.

How funny it was that no matter how many barriers Lycus put up, both physical and otherwise, Aleksandr tore through them, leaving the Elf exposed and vulnerable.
This time was slightly different, this time he was unafraid of the Lycan, he was swiftly melting beneath the man's touch.

Alek gave a soft purr when Lycus whimpered softly.

The little noises he was making were beautiful. They were so quiet that, if he wasn't listening intently for any form of reaction, he wouldn't have been able to hear them.

The noises were, dare he say it, adorable.

He hadn't heard such noises come from a fully grown man before. Even Zakhar hadn't quite made noises like that just from gentle touches like this. Hearing Lycus' whimpers was getting addictive.

The Lycan dragged his nails over the Elf's thighs gently, slowly moving upwards from the inside of his knee.

He wished they were up in his room, he could see himself easily drifting off to sleep as Aleksandr pet and stroked him, the gentle touches were soothing and he could feel his anxieties slowly melting away.

But they weren't up in his room, they were in a dungeon designed to satisfy carnal pleasures, a room where pain and pleasure walked hand in hand.

Though his body slowly calmed his mind was still aware that something unpleasant was coming but he tried not to dwell on it, he was better than being afraid of a little pain.

He gave a little moan as the nails ran over his skin, his legs spreading slightly in their kneeling position as he leaned into the touches.

Lycus looked comfortable, laying back against Aleksandr, nestling into his body as he was doted on with gentle touches.

Alek's lips curled a little as the Elf's legs spread apart a little.

Lycus was so calm now. A big difference from the usual panicked reactions he got from him at this point.

His tongue laved down over his neck gently, a low purr erupting in his chest.

He nipped at Lycus' neck, sucking on it until it left a light mark.

His fingers stroked higher, running over the length of Lycus' member before sliding between his legs, stroking over his entrance.