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Staring at the silicone-based item in the box like it had personally insulted his trash collection, Caelus was ready to throw the thing in the garbage before he had even taken it out of the box. After the most mind blowing, eye opening, kink discovering sex he’d ever had (ignoring the fact that he had been a virgin prior to the encounter) the Trailblazer had been craving sex like he needed it to live. The Ashen Detective had done exactly what the younger man had asked, whether he meant to or not, he had ruined Caelus for any other man.
After their intense night together, the older man managed to further endear himself to Caelus; the way Ashveil had handled the chaos at Star Rail Fest, his dominating side barely peeking out, even the way he had used his ‘shadow’ for what the Trailblazer believed was its intended purpose, had made the man become even more sexy to the younger man. Yet, he’d been avoiding Caelus since they’d cuddled on the Express (he still had no idea how the ranger got them both onto the train without alerting anyone on board, including Pom-Pom).
“Fucking website lied…” Caelus was glaring at the dildo he’d purchased, it was supposed to have real metal piercings in a Jacob’s ladder, instead it had semi-firm bumps that vaguely looked like the piercings “This isn’t what I need” he fell forward onto his bed, muffling his groan into his sheets
After losing his v-card in the most soul-shattering, mid-blowing way he thought possible, Caelus hadn’t been able to get himself off even once. Standard jerk session? His mini me stays a noodle. Fingering himself? It just felt really weird; he couldn’t find any of those spots that had melted his brain. Using ‘standard’ toys? Unsatisfying in the worst way. Buying this new dildo was supposed to finally give Caelus at least a little bit of the release he’d been craving for nearly two weeks.
“I can’t return the stupid thing, might as well give it a try” He pushed himself from his bed, angrily grabbed the toy and made his way into the bathroom.
The pink dildo had a suction cup base; Caelus debated on whether to stick it to the wall of his shower or the floor. He thought he’d feel the too soft bumps better if he rode it, and he didn’t want to hurt his knees kneeling on the floor, so he slapped it onto the floor. He stretched himself quickly, the lube already in the shower from his previous attempts at self-pleasure, not bothering to search for any of his good spots, he knew he couldn’t reach them. Once he deemed himself stretched enough, his dick semi-erect, he squatted awkwardly over the toy, aligned himself over the head, and sank down.
Caelus realized the girth wasn’t the same as Ashveil, nor was the length even close—he reached the base somewhat easily. He’d been right about the fake pseudo piercings not being ridged enough, at least he could hit his prostate with the head of the toy. After adjusting for a minute (and planning his scathing review for the toy) Caelus began to lift himself. He let the head, not nearly thick enough, pull on his rim before he sank back down trying to aim for his prostate. His pace was unsteady, Caelus had trouble finding a rhythm and figuring out how to hold himself to easily raise and lower onto the sub-par dildo.
After a few minutes of trying to find his tempo, Caelus said screw it and pulled the toy free from his shower floor. He sat under the lukewarm water softly cascading down onto him (mostly to muffle any sounds he might make) and thrust the toy back into his stretched hole. It was easier to find a rhythm this way, but it still wasn’t satisfying and certainly not the toe curling ecstasy he desired. moving the toy around, twisting it inside of himself, and eventually jerking himself in time with his thrusts, left him half hard, frustrated, and still pent up.
Tearing the dildo from his hole, Caelus tossed it away and angrily stared at the shower wall. He was so pent-up his balls felt overly full, the pathetic session had made the feeling worse, he didn’t want to do this to himself; he wanted it done too him, preferably by the sexy detective that had ruined him.
Drying himself off, redressing in his barely worn clothes, Caelus made a decision; if his lover wouldn’t come to him (even avoiding his texts if they took a remotely sexual tone) he would track his well dressed ass down. He ripped open his bedroom door, startling the Halovian man who had his hand raised like he had been about to knock,
“Oh, shit. Sorry Sunny, I didn’t know you were out here, what’s up?” Caelus tried to hide his annoyance from the empathic man, it was a fool’s errand
“I can come back at a later time if you’re on the way out, I just wanted to return some of the games you lent me?” Sunday ended his sentence like a question, he sighed before adding “You look troubled, can I help?”
“…I could really use a good rant listener; can you keep it between us?” Caelus asked, he trusted his former enemy more than he probably should
“So long as it does not endanger your health, or the health of someone else on the Express, I will take it to my grave” Sunday assured, “I was once a priest for the Harmony, I have a lot of experience listening to rants”
Caelus ushered the winger man inside and, after offering him a drink and/or snack, sat him on one the chairs at his island he used as a dinner table when he ate alone. He started pacing back and forth, not sure where to start. He settled on just ripping the bandage off rather than trying to dance around his issue
“Ok, a couple weeks ago I got hit with some kind of wishpower powered alien looking plant weapon thing that worked like an aphrodisiac” He began
“You got sex pollened…” Sunday’s expression darkened when he added “If you need help getting rid of a body, I am more than willing to help, I pray you weren’t…”
“No, no I wasn’t assaulted” it was Caelus’ turn to reassure his friend, a strange joy building in his chest knowing he had someone to help hide bodies with… he’d worry about that later “I did receive help, but I was insanely into him before I got… pollenated? Is that what you call it? Whatever, I definitely wanted to climb him like a tree before that happened. And he… wait, are you ok hearing about gay relationships? I don’t know if the Harmony is—”
“I’m gay myself, and the Harmony welcomes any who seek THEM, no matter their sexuality. I appreciate the concern, though” Sunday cut it,
“Really? Huh, my gaydar is usually more accurate; I thought you were super straight” Caelus mumbled mostly to himself, he blushed when he saw the ‘are you serious’ look on Sunday’s face “I might need to get it tuned… Anyway, I lost my virginity to this guy, and… holy shit”
“I’m guessing he’s an older man?”
“Yeah, how’d you know?”
“Experience… I also lost my virginity to an older man who… set the bar extremely high for any future lovers” Sunday’s expression fell for a split second before he schooled it, “Do you regret it?”
“Fuck no!” Caelus winced, “Sorry, didn’t mean to yell that… no I don’t regret it at all. It was incredible and taught me a hell of a lot about myself,” the knowing smile on Sunday’s face made his own warm a bit, “The problem is he thinks he went too far with me, like I didn’t consent to everything that happened—which I did, I loved every minute of sex with him… I really miss him, but if my texts could even be slightly read as flirty or lewd I get ghosted,”
“Why would he think he went too far?” Sunday asked, looking a bit like March when she wanted the latest gossip
“… He’s not completely human, his dad was a werewolf…” Caelus trailed off, not sure how much he could tell his winged friend, thankfully the former holy man had an idea what the Trailblazer was getting at
“He has a knot I assume?” Sunday asked, he smirked when Caelus nodded “And you took that knot… I think I understand; in my opinion, your half werewolf lover is afraid of hurting you, he’s probably very physically strong and might have trouble not giving into his animalistic side during sex”
“That… yeah that makes a lot of sense…”
“If I may make a suggestion; talk to him, in person. To speak from my own experience, sometimes you lover needs know that they don’t need to treat you like glass”
“Damn, didn’t know Sunny was a sexpert~” Caelus teased, getting the reaction he wanted when the Halovian blushed and slightly covered his face with his wings, “Hey, you don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to, but who was your first… if you’re ok with me asking”
Sunday was quiet for a moment, the Trailblazer was about retract his question and apologize for being too nosy when he finally spoke, “Gallagher… he was my first and, so far, only lover… I feel like I’ve been talking about him a lot lately”
Caelus opened his arms, offering a comforting hug to the hurting man, Sunday accepted the hug gratefully
“I’m so sorry Sunday… Anytime you want to talk, I’m here for you. Don’t worry about the time, my sleep schedule is completely fucked” Caelus tried to comfort.
What the Trailblazer didn’t know was that Sunday subtly slipped one of his feathers into the grey-haired mans hood, giving him a… relationship aid without Caelus knowing. He figured whoever the half werewolf was would pick up on his scent on the trailblazer and would hopefully become more possessive of his friend. He may not have his hound anymore, but he certainly knew how to entice one
The two men went their separate way, Sunday leaving to explore a couple comic bookstores and Caelus went to Dovebrook determined.
“The detective continued to deny himself the simple joy of being around his lover, even going so far as to dodge the man’s text messages. Why was he doing this? Why was he refusing to allow the one thing he wanted for just himself, not those he looks after, nor those that fight in the name of The Hunt alongside him, not even those that have already had their final Hunt. He did not have a satisfactory answer, nor did the monkey riding upon his shoulder as the strange duo returned from a late-night trip to the grocery store, the pair having run out of bananas earlier in the day.”
“Mr. N, please give me a break” Ashveil sighed, he loved his friend dearly, but he also wanted to escape the monkey’s nagging
“Why not give yourself a break, call the damn boy already” Narrator quipped, he rarely cursed so Ashveil knew he was beyond exasperated with the situation
“It’s not that easy… Theres the age difference, I may have known his twelve times great, grandparents! By calling him a ‘boy’ you agree that he’s too young” Ashveil reasoned
“I called a grown man a ‘boy’ to denote his gender, not his age. He’s over 22 years old, he’s old enough to drink on every planet in the known cosmos save the Xianzhou Alliance and Mr. Yang is barely old enough to drink there. You even get carded when you order a drink on one of their ships. He’s old enough to make his own decisions, and to find his own lovers”
A barely audible growl inadvertently slipped from Ashveil, he covered his mouth quickly to stop the accidental sound, thankfully only he and Narrator could’ve heard it on the vacant street
“So, you admit you don’t like the idea of someone else having him?” Mr. N asked smugly
“I don’t… I’m just…” Ashveil couldn’t find the words to defend himself, the grinning monkey was right after all “I’m not good for him…” he finally sighed out, “He’d be in constant danger if we started… an actual relationship”
“The savior of Amphoreus, the one who ended the Lord Ravager Iron Tomb before it could be released upon the universe, he who’s fought the Doomsday Beast, helped force another Lord Ravager to retreat from the Luofu. He lives a perfectly normal, not dangerous at all life, doesn’t he?” Mr. N’s sass was so thick it could have been mistaken for molasses “Surely, such a delicate, fragile man couldn’t handle occasionally fighting with the Galaxy Rangers, never mind that he stopped the memetic virus that changed me from spreading all across Penacony with the help of two other goddamn Galaxy Rangers” the monkey wanted to strangle his boss, unfortunately his mitten like paws couldn’t get a good grip on the older man’s throat
Ashveil was silent, trying to find another argument for why he and Caelus wouldn’t be a good match, but he couldn’t find a single one other than his own anxiety about possibly hurting the younger man,
“Oh good, the end to my suffering has arrived” Narrator jumped from the detective’s shoulder, grabbing the bag of boat shaped fruit with his tail, “Go handle it, Good day” the money nodded to Caelus, the trailblazer leaning against the Furbo magazines stairway returned the greeting
“Uh, um, Mr. N—” Ashveil tried to call after the monkey
“I SAID GOOD DAY” Narrator shouted back, making both men standing on the sidewalk jump slightly. A door slamming shut followed soon after
The two men were quiet for a minute, the younger staring at his heart’s desire while the older man tried to avoid looking into the honey-colored eyes that had been haunting him in both the waking world and the world of dreams
“I don’t think I’ve ever heard him yell like that…” Caelus broke the awkward silence first, he hated that his lover refused to look at him
“I have… He only yells like that when I seriously piss him off” Ashveil lamely laughed, he clapped his hands “Soooo… what’s up?” he tried, and failed, to sound nonchalant and unbothered
“Really?” Caelus deadpanned, his expression making his annoyance as clear as a meteor strike in a cornfield.
Ashveil deflated “Look, kid—”
“Don’t call me ‘kid’ asshole, you fucked me through the sheets”
“I… you’re not wrong…”
“Why won’t you talk to me? Did you hate it that much… I thought that since you took such good care of me, even holding me while I slept that…” Caelus trailed off, he didn’t want to cry, didn’t want to seem weak in front of his crush but the tears didn’t listen and began to run down his cheeks
Seeing the man he’s wanted to hold for over half a month start to cry while thinking that he’d hated what they did together, Ashveil wrapped the younger man in his arms, holding him almost painfully tight to his chest
“Cae, please don’t cry! I didn’t hate anything about it!” Ashveil rushed to explain “I can’t stop thinking about you… please don’t cry…” he nuzzled into his lover’s grey locks, inhaling deeply, if he could purr he would sound like a motorboat, you younger mans scent comforting “I’m sorry I’ve been avoiding you… please, I swear I don’t have any regrets with what we did,” he regretted what he did to the younger man but wouldn’t admit that now,
Caelus pushed against the older mans chest, forcing some distance between them “Then why won’t you talk to me!” he hissed, “If I was just a convenient hole just tell me that so I can move on!”
Ashveil’s eyes darkened slightly, he tightened the grip he still had on the Trailblazers forearms “You were not, and will never be ‘a convenient hole’ for me, a certainly not for anyone else” he nearly growled, he could already feel his shadow pressing forward, a crash followed by a cat running out of a nearby alley way reminded the older man they were on the open street, “We shouldn’t talk about this out here…”
“Oh no, I finally tracked you down after looking around all day, I am not leaving u—Whoa!” Caelus was cut off as his lover started pulling him further down the street “Where are you dragging me?” he asked, his annoyance obvious
“Somewhere private; do you want to have this conversation on a very public street, Mr. Celebrity?” Ashveil sassed, he took a deep breath before speaking again, “Sorry, I’m not trying to avoid this conversation… anymore, at least. I just want to have it alone”
Caelus let the older man guide them, a tiny (goofy) smile on his face that he was holding hands with Ashveil. The detective looked up and down the street once they were on the main thoroughfare in Dovebrook, the street largely abandoned due to the time of night. Every business was closed, Ashveil was getting ready to take them somewhere else when his lover pointed to a nondescript building tucked between two karaoke bars, it took him a moment to realize it was a love hotel.
“That looks like the only option… we are only going to talk, I am not putting my hands on you like that tonight” Ashveil declared, he looked down at his lover
“Are you telling me that, or yourself?” Caelus asked cheekily, he giggled when the older man sighed out ‘both’
The Hotel reception was fully automated, the check in kiosk a bright, glittery, neon pink, the card dispensers looked like those stereotypical bright red lips. Ashveil chose a room at random, barely looking at the screen, he and Caelus shared a ‘what the fuck’ look when the card dispenser moaned like a newbie porn actress in her first scene as the card popped out. The detective took the hand sanitizer his lover offered him gratefully; he was going to have to burn his gloves.
The room was decorated in a dark modern aesthetic; the drapes and throw rug pitch black, the walls a basic white, the sparse furniture in blacks and greys, the room lacked a bed and didn’t look like a room in a love hotel if you ignored the lubricant, condoms, and complementary bullet vibrators (still packaged), on the glass coffee table sat in front of the oversized leather couch, even the stripper pole in the middle of the room would blend in at first glance. The pair sat in some leather armchairs (having to drag one over to the other from across the room, the furniture was arranged in a circle with the stripper pole in the middle).
Once seated, Caelus immediately started asking questions, “Why have you been avoiding me? Why would you avoid me at all if you liked what happened between us?”
“I…” Ashveil started, “I’m a…” he couldn’t find anything to say to explain himself
Caelus watched the older man struggle for a minute or so, “Just spit it out…” he sighed, slumping into his chair. His hood bunched awkwardly at his neck; he fixed it by pulling the hood over his head.
“I am extremely possessive…” Ashveil forced out, “Not the kind of possessive where I want to always know where you’re going, or the kind that wants your attention all the time…”
“So, you’re a little more possessive than most of the population… you do realize those are super normal wants, right?” Caelus leaned forward, shoving his hood off, and braced his elbows on his knee’s “If I’m not your type, or too young, or some other personal preference I don’t match, just say so… don’t lead me on, please” he sighed, already exhausted and wanting to run back to the Express to sob into his pillow and watch crappy d-list movies to distract himself
“Caelus, that’s not…” Ashveil sighed,
The detective moved to the end of his chair, their knees touching, and lent his head on top of his lovers, taking a deep breath. He was looking to comfort himself with Caelus’ scent before trying to explain his possessive tendencies. Instead of the woodsy pine and petrichor tinged with the faintest sweetness he was expecting, a scent he hadn’t noticed before in the open air hit him instead, the scent of another man’s claim on his lover. The Shadows in the room moved like a ripple of water, he could feel his animalistic nature clawing to get out, to sink his fangs into the back of the younger man’s neck, the scar he would leave on the tender flesh a sign of ownership.
“I’ve wanted to steal you away since we first met, before we ever really spoke and long before we fell into bed. I want to keep you all to myself, kill anyone who would try to take you away from me for even a minute. I want to leave permanent scars on your body, a sign that you’re mine and mine alone” Ashveil admitted, the strangers scent melting his hesitation away, “I want to keep you bound in my shadows, preferably stripped bare and spread open, keep a plug in you to hold my seed and keep you open so I can devour you whenever I want. I want you needy for me; I want you to want me just as bad”
Caelus’s face was on fire, he didn’t know what caused the shift in his detectives tone (his personality gap was fucking insane) or what made him admit these things so easily. His cock was like steel in less than a second, the sudden blood rush from the rest of his body made him a little lightheaded.
“I am an extremely possessive bastard, I was before part of the Voracity’s power was sealed in me, but it’s made my possessive nature even worse. When I view something—someone, as mine, I want to own them body and soul. That is the kind of man who took your virginity, the kind of man holding you now… I want you; I need you more than I need air to breathe, Cae.” He took a deep breath, grasping for his fraying control like it was a lifeline “You have about 30 seconds to get away from me, I don’t know who you were with earlier, but I plan on replacing his scent with my own… before I hunt the son of bitch down. If you don’t want that, stand up slowly and calmly walk to the door, if you run I’m going to chase you, I won’t be able to help myself…” Ashveil forced himself to pull back, he gripped the arms of his chair in a death grip, the leather creaking under his grip
Caelus stood up slowly, his lover shutting his eyes to not have to watch him walk away from the ranger forever. He stood for a second before moving towards the door, walking as calmly as he could in his aroused state, the door opening pulled a growl from Ashveil, he clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle it. Caelus put the ‘Do Not Disturb” door sign on the outside handle and closed the door with them both still inside.
Footsteps getting closer made Ashveil snap his eyes open, he watched as the Trailblazer walked back over to him carefully like he was getting closer to a beast (he was), once he stood in front of his seated lover, he gripped the older man’s shoulders, and slid into his lap, straddling the ranger
“I want you, Ashveil. You can’t scare me away” Caelus’ every movement was slow and measured, he reached a hand out to grasp the one his detective had clasped over his mouth to pull it away, moving it to the side of his own face and nuzzling into the rough palm, “I haven’t been able to get myself off since we fucked, not even with a special made dildo I used earlier today. You already ruined me, go ahead and claim me”
The way Ashveil crashed their lips together was anything but soft or gentle, he pulled the younger man closer and he attacked Caelus’ mouth with his own, their teeth clacked together, the rangers tongue practically forced its way down the younger man’s throat, he nipped at his lovers lips when he pulled back to adjust the angle, one of his hands snaking into the Trailblazers hair to hold him steady.
A hand roughly grabbing his clothed ass pulled a startled moan from Caelus, a shiver racing down his spine. He was a little confused by what his lover meant by ‘who he was with earlier’ but he didn’t really care, the older man was stealing his breath, bruising his lips, and holding him so tightly it was just the right amount of painful. Once his vision began to darken at the edges, he started rapidly tapping the detective’s shoulder, trying to tap out. Ashveil pulled away with an annoyed growl, he harshly bit his lovers throat while the younger man gasped for breath, his gasp turned to a groan at the painful bite
“Strip before I rip you clothes to shreds” Ashveil commanded, he didn’t miss the way his trailblazer’s breath hitched as he pulled away to obey, standing unsteadily “Wait”
Caelus froze instantly, his coat on the chair he was previously sitting in, his hands holding the bottom of his shirts. He waited with bated breath as Ashveil stood, towering over the younger man, his ‘good’ hand grasped the back of his neck tightly. The ranger leaned down, pressing his lips to Caelus’ pink ear
“Do it slowly, give me a show…” Ashveil nipped his lover earlobe, his smirk half feral half predatory as he sank back into his chair, he lounged like a king waiting for a conquered nation to come offer tribute
A shudder racked Caelus’ body, his hard length straining so hard against the rough fabric of his pants he wouldn’t be surprised if it ripped a hole through the cloth. He dropped his shirts as he turned to face away from his lover. Slowly, he started to move his hips in an infinity symbol pattern, he bent over until he could reach the hem of his shirts. Deciding to just pull them off at the same time, he crossed his arms, grasped the bottom of his shirts and started to pull them up. He trembled at the low growl that came from his lover, he heard the older man shift in his chair. He paused for a second when his shirts were bunched just below his chest, he gave his ass a shake and grinned when he heard the dark chuckle from Ashveil. Caelus pulled both shirts off, glad he managed to not rip out any of his hair, one shirt in each hand. He let them drop from the tips of his fingers, turning around to face his lover, a tiny gasp leaving him at the way his rangers’ eyes were softly glowing, the older man palming his erection still trapped in his pants. Caelus ran his hands up his torso, letting his fingers ghost across his heated skin, gave his pecs a squeeze and let out a breathy moan at the feeling.
Before the Trailblazer could continue, he was roughly grabbed by the hips and nearly thrown into the chair Ashveil had been sitting in. The older man devoured his lover’s mouth, his larger body covering his lovers. He’d been expecting a shy—probably awkward, strip show; the fact he got an actual strip tease made two warring emotions simmer in the detective; pure, unrestrained lust for his lover, and jealousy that someone had taught him how to do that. Ashveil grasped Caelus’ throat with his ‘good’ hand, not squeezing (yet) before pulling away from the claiming kiss
“You did damn good” Ashveil rasped out, he subconsciously licked his lips at the way his lover’s eyes, normally a warm honey, were nearly black from his dilated pupils, “I do have a little, tiny… miniscule question” the detective whispered as he leant over Caelus, pressing hi lips against his ear, his hot breath ghosting over the reddened shell. He squeezed the younger man’s throat a bit, just enough for his lover to feel it, before asking “Who taught you how to do that?” his voice filled with gravel
Caelus could now add ‘choking’ to his list of kinks, the feeling of his ranger’s large, callused hand grasping his throat was pure heaven-sent damnation. It took him a moment to register the question
“N-no one…” Caelus moaned, it was cut off when his lovers hand squeezed a little tighter
“Don’t lie to me, baby doll; it’s a very bad idea” Ashveil warned,
“I w-watched videos… to, *gasp* learn…” the trailblazer was starting to get a little lightheaded, his brain’s blood flow slowed by his detective’s delicious grip
Ashveil pulled away to look into his lovers’ eyes, he looked for any hint of a lie or sign he wasn’t telling the whole truth, he released his grip when he found neither,
“My good boy, so cute” The ranger thread his good hand into his lover’s hair, gently scratching the panting man’s scalp, he pressed a kiss to his forehead “Did you learn anything else from your videos?” he teasingly asked,
“I tr-tried to learn how to suck a cock… I used a dildo to practice, b-but I don’t know if I really learned anything” Caelus shyly admitted after a second, he took a steadying breath before he added, “I did find out I don’t have much of a gag reflex”
Ashveil inhaled deeply, his dark chuckle making the hairs stand up on the back of Caelus’ neck, the younger man was hoping his lover would let him practice on him. The way the shadows were constantly moving, almost like they were searching for something to grab, made Caelus long for their touch alongside his lovers. He chose not to voice this, knowing he’d get his wish eventually.
“Get on your knees for me, baby. Let me see what you learned” Ashveil ordered as he pulled away from his half-naked lover, the younger man falling to his knees as quickly as he could, “Eagar?” the detective asked seductively
“Yes… please let me t-taste you…” Caelus set his hands on his lover’s thighs, gently massaging the granite like muscles, he looked up at the fully clothed man with what he hoped was a sultry look (he looked absolutely desperate to suck a cock) “Let me pleasure you?” he asked
Ashveil ran his fingers through his lovers’ grey locks, “Show me what you can do… I’ll try not to fuck your face” he didn’t miss the little shiver his trailblazer gave at the thought of having his face roughly fucked
With trembling fingers, Caelus undid his lover’s belt. He pulled the belt free from the belt loops and let it drop to the floor, next he undid the button of Ashveil’s’ pants then looked up through his lashes as he used his mouth to grip the zipper, pulling it down slowly. Caelus pulled the detectives pants down just enough to get his hands on the older man’s cock, he moaned softly when he found Ashveil wasn’t wearing underwear. The long, girthy, and pierced cock sprang free, the head already glistening from precum. Caelus licked his lips, he’d wanted to know what the older man tasted like since he had fucked the trailblazer into oblivion.
Standing on his knees, on hand on his lover’s thigh and the other wrapped around the heavy member that was waiting for him. Caelus mouthed at the detective’s sack first, sucking one ball into his mouth and pulling a breathy sigh from Ashveil. The salty taste was addicting, Caelus licked a line up the underside of his lovers cock, loving how the piercings felt on his tongue, the smooth metal of the barbells with his beloved’s heated flesh creating a texture he always wanted in his mouth. He moaned when his lovers hand cradled his face, softly petting his cheek
The sound of clothes being shed pulled Caelus’ attention from the cock he was worshiping, he looked up and moaned at his lovers well-muscled and scarred torso, another part of his ranger he wanted to get his mouth on.
Caelus’ own member was starting to hurt, the length still concealed in his pants (he wished he had put on underwear). He used the hand that had been on Ashveil’s thigh palm himself, his other going to his chest, trying to take the edge off as he sucked on his lovers bulbus head. Ashveil saw what his lover was doing, he threaded his fingers in his trailblazer’s hair and grasped it tightly, yanking the surprised man off of his cock, a startled gasp coming from the younger
“No touching yourself, hands on me or behind your back” Ashveil growled, “Focus on what you asked for”
“Y-yes s-sir” Caelus moaned, the honorific sounded like sin on his lips. He grasped the base of his lover’s cock with one hand, the other on the older man’s hip, he pressed a kiss to the thick head of Ashveil’s member, “I’ll be good” he promised
“Good boy” Ashveil praised as he loosened his grip, he kept his hand in his lover’s hair,
With the sting of his hair being yanked gone, Caelus was able to take the head of his lover’s cock back into his mouth. He tried to remember what the video had instructed; he licked around the glands, pressed the tip of tongue against his ranger’s dick hole, when he pulled back he sucked roughly. Steadily, Caelus took more and more of Ashveil’s girth into his mouth, the way his piercings pulled against his lips reminiscent of how they pulled against the youngers insides, the comparison making the trailblazer shudder. When the member hit the back of his throat, Caelus gagged a little, he pulled back for a second knowing he could take his lover deeper if he let the reflex relax.
Ashveil groaned when his lover took him deeper, the younger swallowing, his throat massaging the head of his lover’s cock. Caelus was inexperienced; he would need to work on keeping his teeth back, the scrap a little painful but not bad enough for Ashveil to pull the enthusiastic man off. The suction was decent, and he was enjoying the way the younger man was working his tongue, with a little ‘help’ (training) he would be a master of sucking dick.
“You’re doing so good,” Ashveil praised, he was starting to get a little impatient, “Baby, if I said I wanted to thrust all the way in, would you let me?” he asked, trying to control himself. Caelus made eye contact with him as he pulled off completely, a mischievous glint in his golden eyes, he pulled his hands behind himself, grasping his forearms, spread his knees wider, and arched his back as he opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out slightly. Ashveil shuddered, the shadows mirroring him, “I’m going to face fuck you, tap out if you need too”
The detective let the head of his cock rest on his lover’s tongue for a second to appreciate Caelus looking like the definition of lust, the younger so willing. He grasped the sides of the trailblazer’s face, and pet his cheeks softly before tightening his grip. Ashveil started to press his cock into his lovers waiting mouth, Caelus’ eyes grew watery when it started to go down his throat, his neck muscles unused to something so long, so thick, forcing its way down. The Ranger didn’t stop until his slightly inflated knot kissed his lovers’ lips; he paused and grinned down at the trailblazer
“Your throat is just as tight as your ass” He teasingly praised, Caelus inadvertently swallowed making his lover growl deeply, “Breathe through your nose, princess” was the last warning Ashveil gave before he started.
The feeling of his lovers pierced cock being pulled from his throat, the heady rush of air as his airway was opened, and the praise falling from the detectives’ lips made the uncomfortable sensation feel like his own cock was being stroked. The first semi-rough thrust made Caelus’ entire body tremble, his lovers’ movements only became stronger.
Ashveil quickly worked up to viciously thrusting his hips, his lover’s cut off gags and moans created an angelic song of lust he wanted to listen to until the end of time. The way tears were continuously running down his trailblazers red cheeks, the way his throat spasmed around his cock, and the way his sweet Caelus kept his hands behind his back as he took every powerful thrust like he was born to have a dick in his throat, had Ashveil barreling towards his peak.
“Fuck… Hah, your throat opened up so nicely for me… getting close. If you don’t want me to come down your throat, tap out” Ashveil ordered, his lover making eye contact with him while keeping his hands firmly behind his back made the detective laugh darkly, “I’ll give you what you want, baby” his thrusts sped up, his knot forced Caelus’ lips further apart on each punishing snap of his hips. Ashveil thrust his girthy length as deep as he could without forcing his fattening knot into his lover’s mouth (That would just lock them in an awkward position and probably suffocate the younger man) and came with a growl.
Caelus could feel every twitch of his lovers pierced cock, the barbells rubbing along his sensitive throat muscles, the heated seed painting his insides was as addicting as when he filled the youngers other mouth full of cum. His vision was starting to black out around the edges, his head light and floaty as his lungs begged for air, still Caelus didn’t try to tap out. He loved every second of it, he even whimpered at the loss when his lover pulled his cock free. The trailblazer started to cough once his mouth was empty, Ashveil knelt in front of the gasping and coughing man
“Breathe, baby doll… that’s it, that’s my angel” Ashveil pulled his dazed lover into his arms, “You took me so well, so perfectly” he continued to praise as he pressed kiss after kiss on his lovers tear-stained face. Once Caelus wasn’t coughing anymore, Ashveil pulled his now steadily breathing lover into a kiss, not caring that he could taste himself on his trailblazers tongue (if anything, it made his desire to own the man wrapped in his arms even stronger) Ashveil grabbed Caelus’ hard on, intending to return the favor, his eyes snapping wide at the dampness of the fabric, he pulled back to look down finding his lovers pants coated in white, “Did you cum just from sucking my cock?” He asked the heavily blushing man, Caelus nodded, embarrassed.
Without warning, the shadows in the room surged for the trailblazer, ripping his soiled trousers from his body and they wrapped around his midsection to hold him aloft, his hips eye level with his standing lover’s face. Two more tentacles wrapped around his knees and spread his legs wide; Caelus grasped the two shadowy limbs by his head to balance. A gravel filled moan was torn from the younger man’s abused throat when his softening member was pulled into a blisteringly hot mouth, he looked down to see Ashveil cleaning him up like he had spilled the sweetest syrup onto his body. As the detective worked his tongue like a pro, something slightly cold pressed against his entrance, the tight flesh still soft from his earlier jerk off session.
“You tried to pleasure yourself earlier, correct?” Ashveil asked, his voice deeper than normal, he chuckled when his lover nodded vigorously “I left my sweet slut alone for too long. Don’t worry, I’ll fuck you nice and hard~” he promised
“P-please!” Caelus begged, he tried to force the tentacle rubbing around his hole inside, but he couldn’t with the other shadowy limbs holding him in the air, “Ash… need you” he panted
“Still need to prep you… you seem hungry to have one of my shadows inside you, let’s use that” Ashveil decided, he moved to the oversized couch and sat down, lowered his lover so he could see not only his tight little hole (frog tying him with his arms behind his back so nothing could be hidden), but all of his facial expressions, he coated a tentacle in lube before pressing it against his lovers furl. He thinned the shadow out, so it was small enough to press inside, Caelus moaning lowly as he trembled at the feeling, “I need to take a video of you like this one day… spread so wide, moaning like the perfect slut you are, your hole is gripping my shadow so tightly.” He wrapped a hand around his rock-hard member, stroking himself slowly as he enjoyed the view, “You seem to like having a different part of me inside you~” he teased
“F-feels g-good” Caelus panted, the slowly thickening shadow stretching him steadily as it rubbed around his prostate without hitting it directly, “Mo-more…” he begged
“Tell me what you want” The detective taunted
“Ashhhh…” Caelus whined, “Pl-ease~~”
“Did I move to fast? Is it to thick?” Ashveil thinned the tentacle, knowing it was the opposite of what his lover wanted
“No!” Caelus cried, mourning the loss “I-I want your cock! Fuck me, please!” he begged
“There we go” the ranger stood, his tentacle fading away. He lined his pierced member up with his lovers stretched entrance and thrust in all the way to his knot in one forceful push, knocking the air from Caelus’ lungs, “Fuck, I love how your ass feels~”
Without giving the younger man time to adjust, Ashveil set a brutal pace, his arms wrapped around the trailblazers bound thighs to pull him into every thrust, each snap of his hips speared Caelus’ prostate, the piercings scrapping against it as they passed. Stars burst behind the trailblazers eyes with every powerful thrust. Caelus moaned lowly when a tentacle wrapped around his neck, he nuzzled against the side of it
“You look so wrecked already, I’ve barely even gotten started with you” Ashveil grunted, “Since I now know you love being choked, I’ll have to have you warm me sometime soon, keep you on your knees with my cock in your mouth” the whimper his lover let out should have been illegal, “If you behave—fuck, keep squeezing my cock like that…” Ashveil moaned, head tipped back “if you’re good while you warm me I’ll keep a tentacle buried in your ass, have it massage and suck on your prostate” when he opened his eyes he was annoyed to find his lovers eyes shut
A sharp slap rang out in the room, Caelus snapped his eyes open, his face hurting from the sting of the slap as he brokenly moaned… he loved it, it should have been degrading (it was, in the best way) but it just made his cock dribble more precum
“Keep your eyes open, whore” Ashveil demanded, he grunted at the sudden tightness strangling his shaft, “Aeons… you are a perfect little slut, aren’t you? Being slapped around, told what a dirty whore you are, having your throat and ass brutalized by my cock… you keep gripping me tighter” he sighed, “I’ll have to get you a plug, let you keep my cum inside you, keep you open and ready to use whenever I want…”
“Please… please…” Caelus panted, his mind was turning strange, the burn in his thighs and calves from being bound together began to feel good. He didn’t care what his lover did to him in that moment, as long as he kept fucking him, “A-Ashveil…”
“I love how you rasp my name after a thorough throat fucking,” he grunted, his eyes traveled down his bound lovers body before landing on Caelus’ bobbing member, a wicked glint in his eyes, “Look at you being so good for me, my cocksleeve deserves a little reward” Ashveil had one of his tentacles engulf his lovers cock, the shadow started sucking Caelus’ member like it was a popsicle, bobbing up and down while continuously sucking
“Ah! Aeons! A-Ash!...” Caelus could do little against the onslaught of pleasure, “C-close! Can I cum? P-please, let me c-cum!” he begged, trying to hold it back
“Cum as much as you want, baby. Let me drink it down~” Ashveil had never licked his taste buds being connected to his shadows until now, tasting the salty tang of his trailblazer while he pounded into him was heavenly.
Caelus came with a broken scream, his seed swallowed down by the shadowy mouth still sucking him dry. The feeling of his lovers’ walls spasming as he came pushed Ashveil over the edge soon after, he pressed in deeply—engorged knot withheld, and filled his lover with his seed.
“Still with me, baby?” Ashveil rasped after he came down from his high, still buried in Caelus,
“Uh-huh…” was all the younger man could force out, it felt like his brain was a puddle goo, his entire body radiated pleasure, “M-more?” he softly, brokenly, begged.
The ranger laughed, his deep voice like music to the trailblazers’ ears, “Of course, I haven’t even given you my knot yet… let’s try something new”
The shadowy tentacles began to maneuver Caelus into a new position; one leg was stretched up, while the other was pulled towards the ground, the ghostly limbs holding him a few inches off the ground. With his legs put into a vertical split, his torso was cradled by the tentacles as his back was given a reprieve, he laid on the bed of tentacles like he was resting on an actual bed. Ashveil walked around his lover, the younger man looking like a T with the lines switches, ecstatic that he was so flexible, his mind was running wild with all the positions he could put the younger man into
“Fuck yes,” the detective sighed as he reinserted himself into his lovers tight heat, the younger man moaning lowly, voice almost gone,
Ashveil started his brutal pace again, this time spanking Caelus’ ass in random intervals, sometimes hitting him multiple times in a row. Every slap sent a jolt of pleasure up the younger man’s spine, it felt like every hit was directly to his prostate, the sting nonexistent to the fucked-out man. Caelus tried to ask for permission to cum, but his voice was little more than a croak, when came hard after a particularly vicious strike on his ass. Very little came from his spent cock, but his peak seemed to keep going. By the time Ashveil finally, finally, thrust his entire girth into his lover, knot included, Caelus felt like he had been cumming for an hour at least. He tried to stay conscious, tried to focus on the strong arms carrying him so gently, tried to listen to the praise and love he was showered with, but darkness took him under no matter how hard he tried to fight it.
As consciousness began to return to Caelus he became aware of 3 things; 1, his body felt clean and already had the balm applied, 2, he was lying on his lover, his head nestled between the detectives pecs, the older man petting his hair lovingly, and 3, there was a smoky scent in the air. He forced his eyes open, groaning at the monotone hotel room
“Cae, you awake baby?” Ashveil cupped the trailblazer’s cheek, tilting his head up to look into his eyes, he smiled softly at his sleepy lover, “Hey doll.” He grabbed a water bottle from somewhere and pressed the bottle against the younger man’s lips, Caelus drinking the entire thing, pulling his rangers hand back when he tried to pull away, “How’re you feeling?”
Caelus lifted his head, pressing his face into the palm that returned to petting him, “like I got fucked by a beast” he rasped, his voice filled with gravel
Ashveil smirked, he pulled his other hand into view, a cigarette tucked between his fingers, and took a long drag before answering his lover, “That’s pretty much what happened…” guilt marred his handsome features “How’s your face, I am so sorry for slapping you…”
“’m fine, liked it” Caelus let his eyes drift to his lovers ‘bad’ arm, “Didn’t know you smoked”
“I do sometimes, I should have asked before I just lit one. Sorry angel, let me stub it out” Ashveil looked for the ashtray he’d placed nearby
“Don’t, you look hot smoking” Caelus smirked at the blush he caused, “You say the dirtiest shit while we have sex, use the best degrading language—do not apologize, I am very into it you dork. Yet you blush when I say you’re hot?”
“I have a gorgeous man who looks like sex incarnate complementing me, of course I’m going to blush!” Ashveil groaned, he took another drag of his cigarette
“Can I try that?” Caelus nodded towards the half-finished cig while his lover exhaled the smoke away from the younger man
“Sure, modern medicine cancels these out anyway,” Ashveil held the cigarette to his lovers lips, the younger man coughing after a tiny drag
“Sm-smooth” Caelus coughed, glad when his ranger held another water bottle for him.
The pair cuddle together until Caelus could feel his legs, they dressed in just pants and shirts (Ashveil carrying the rest under his arm) and the trailblazer used a resource anchor to send them both to his room on the Express. Ashveil helped the younger man into more comfortable clothes, his pants a little rough on his milked cock, before they crawled into bed to cuddle more, Caelus lying on top of his lover like he was a body pillow while the older man held him as close as he could without hurting him.
A few hours later, Ashveil left to bring some food up for them eat together, the rest of the Express out… or so he thought. Sitting at the bar was a Halovian man with a familiar scent, the winged man smiled knowingly before speaking
“I take it my ‘relationship’ aid worked, Mr. Wolf?” Sunday asked casually,
“You purposely left that feather on Caelus…” Ashveil sighed as he pushed his hair back “How did you know that would trigger my possessive side”
A sad smile marred the Halovians features “I had a lover who also had… lets just say an animalistic side, my sister—far too observant, did something similar when my lover pulled away for fear of hurting me”
“Wouldn’t your sister’s scent be similar enough to yours that it would blend?”
“Had she used her scent, I imagine so. She used a pheromone of some kind, I never had the guts to ask, that made my hound equal parts Jealous and… amorous,” Sunday hid his lower face with his wings in embarrassment
“You have a good sister… and you’re a good friend” Ashveil praised, “Thanks for the push”
“I’d say anytime, but I’d rather this be a one time… actually it’s two times now…”
“Two? Someone else on the Express having relationship problems? Are you the resident couple’s therapist?”
“Apparently, my role on the Express is to lead those to what I lost.” Sunday stood from his seat, “I hope you and Caelus have a long and happy relationship” he said with a sorrowful smile before excusing himself.