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Fang took in any and all of Sora's reactions. How he inhaled sharply, as his jaw tightend and fingers gripped the sheets. He did his best to act nonchalant but that defiant spark in him was dimming, giving birth to something new. [ “Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”] He whispered in his ear, causing him to clench his hands into fists. The human knew how to push his buttons. He didn't flinch as Sora slid his hands up his shirt, teasing him further. [ "Are you’re going to punish or reward me…” ] He stared down at Sora feeling a mix of emotions. A part of him wanted to punish Sora, ravage him until he couldn't stand, and another part of him was extremely proud to call this boy his. He followed Soras eyes as he reached for the glass on the night stand, retrieving a single ice cube. Fang hesitated, flinch when Sora suddenly pulled him closer and kissed his neck followed by ice. He clenched his teeth, as the shock of the cold hit his skin. He bit his lip as Sora teased him, running the ice along his jaw and down his throat. Water droplets slipped down his neck as the ice melted against his warm skin. Sora was definitely pushing it, but he'd allow it. Because Sora was the only person who could tame him. This dance of defiance and control was part of their routine. Sora would behave like a brat...he would correct him...and the two would struggle for dominance until Fang won. A romantic dynamic that was working well for them. "Having fun?" He muttered feeling Sora drag the ice across his shoulder, tracing the muscles on his skin. Fang was hiding his reactions rather well, but he couldn't hide the bulge in his pants from Sora's teasing. He was struggling to keep himself from pouncing on him. [ “I think you forgot something.. I like being caught by you.”] Fangs eyes seemed to glow brighter as he let out a soft sigh, giving in to Sora's whims...if only for a moment. He was the only person he'd let his guard down for... By the time the ice had melted, his collar was wet and Sora had a smirk on his face that somehow aroused Fang even more. "Your lucky...I like you.." He cupped Sora's cheek, leaning down to whisper in his ear, " but not enough to not punish you~" He shoved Sora, watching him fall back as he took off his shirt and threw it across the room, his muscles now exposed as he climbed on top of Sora, his hand already reaching for an ice cube. He grabbed the bottom of Sora's shirt and lifted it up, shoving it into his mouth. " bite down...drop it...and you'll regret it.." With Sora's shirt lifted up, he now had access to his chest and slim frame, he didn't waste any time, as he pressed ice to the hollow part of Sora's throat, and his reaction was immediate- a sharp inhale as he bit down a little harder on the fabric. Good. He slowly dragged the ice down, down the center of his chest, circling a single nipple unit it perked up from the cold. He could see Sora squirming underneath him, caught between the shock of temperature and the undeniable arousal growing between his legs. He allowed the ice to melt on his chest, letting the water trail down his ribs. He could see how Sora's hips started to shift, desiring friction. He slipped a finger into the hem of Sora's pants. "Lets take these off..." He roughly undid Sora's pants and ripped them off along with his underwear, letting his clothes hit the floor. Fang took a moment to observe Sora's growing erection, a mischievous smirk pulling at the corners of his lips. He pulled Sora's legs part, enjoying the view and the growing nervousness on Sora's face. He quickly retrieved another ice cube, running it along Sora's inner thigh. This gave him the reaction he desired, as Sora reached for his hand, with hesitant fingers, unable to speak but his expression said it all. He only paused for a moment, before placing the ice on the tip of Soras length, the cry he let out was like music to his ears, muffled but he shivered underneath him, his hips jerking up as he tried to escape the cold. A natural reaction. " Now that I've got you...I dont want to let you go." He leaned down, kissing Sora's forehead, a tender moment before Fang truly punished Sora. Fang reached for another ice cube, his demeanor a little more serious as he did the unthinkable. He took that ice cube and pressed it against Sora's entrance, shoving it inside him roughly and forcefully. The cry that came from Sora was immediate as he dropped his shirt and clung to him, protesting. "Shhh- you asked for this." His tone was unforgiving as he captured Soras mouth, swallowing his crys with a kiss. He could feel the ice melting and water pouring from his hole. He'd make Sora beg....cry out his name....yearn for his touch. --------------------------------------- Leon's hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking him so slowly and deliberately that it felt like he might die form pleasure. Two years. Two years of wanting this! Two years of missing this! "L-leon-" he gasped, his name breaking apart in his throat. [ “So sweet,”] His praise was addicting. The way Leon's golden eyes burned down on him, the beast within him clearly awakened. His hand continued its rhythm- slow, tortuous, perfect ~ his other hand teasing his balls. Asta tried to close his legs, squirming underneath Leon, the pleasure he was feeling, overwhelming. He reached for Leon, gripping his arm with trembling fingers, he was close.... He was about to beg for mercy but Leon suddenly released him, his warmth fadding as he pulled back slightly. Asta immediately panicked. His body craving the warmth that was suddenly gone, until he realized Leon was taking off his pants. He stared watching the scene unfold, seeing his boyfriends cock spring free from the fabric. His eyes widened, was Leon always that big? "Ah-" He tensed as Leon grabbed his legs and pulled his hips toward the edge of the bed. "L-leon-- w-wai--" He shivered as he felt a soft kisses on his inner thigh, making him pant and moan. He couldn't run away, not with Leon holding him firmly in place. So he was forced to endure. When ever his legs jerked and he tried to close them, Leon kept them open, denying him freedom. By now Asta's cock was twitching, precum building from his tip. "L-leon- p-p..please-- ACK!" He gripped the bed sheets, head falling back as Leon harshly bit him. The sudden pain was alarming and shocked his senses... The pain had been sharp, but bareable, and soon forgettable as Leon overwhelmed him again with pleasure. Perhaps that was his punishment for making Leon wait so long...or for not being honest with himself. His words said one thing but his body betrayed him. The next thing that happened sent Asta over the edge, Leon licking him down there caused him to shriek in embarrassment. He struggled to sit up, grabbed Leon's hair with his hands and pulling on it. "Ahh! N-no! N-not there! I-its d-dirty-- l-lee...hha..haa!" His face was red, as his words fell on deaf ears and when Leon's tongue entered him, he came. Suddenly and violently, his body circling up as he pulled on Leon's hair, his cum covering his stomach and chest. Asta was desperate, he struggled to catch his breath and regain his composure, whispering. "T..t-tiaa...mme...time..o-out...L-leon--" He gasped feeling Leon slip a finger inside him. His body now more sensitive to his touch. Asta bit his lip, falling back on the mattress again, covering and hiding his face as Leon prepared him. ( its so hot...i...I can't think straight...) Asta was barely able to endure Leon's fingers. Every time he added another, his body tensed, his legs trembled, a soft shriek escaped his lips. It hurt...but it was bearable.... Before he knew it Leon was putting on a condom and positioning himself. [ “Look at me, Asta,” ] This was not a simple request, but a command... Asta had been hiding behind his hands for awhile now....feeling overwhelmed and embarrassed. He bit his lip, as he slowly lowered his hands and met Leons intense gaze. It made Asta's heart skip a beat-- "N-nnauh- ha! Ha" He closed his eyes, his head falling back as he felt Leons cock push into him. Slowly at first. Inch by inch.... Asta struggled to adjust, feeling a mix between pleasure and pain. Tears filled his eyes, and slipped from the corners, hitting the sheets. His hands reaching for whatever they could as he panted like a dog in heat. "L-leon--.. ha. Haa- t-too..big..nah! Y-youraa- t-too big! I ..i cant- p-please!" He was tight and Asta could feel his insides clamping down on its intruder but that didnt stop Leon from pushing into him a little harder, a little deeper. Asta dug his finger nails into Leon's shoulders, crying and moaning every time Leon went deeper, until he was fully buried inside him [ “Mine,”] Just one word, but to Asta it ment everything. He shrieked the moment Leon pulled back almost fully, before deeply plugging into him and hitting his prostate. The ripple of pleasure that ran through his body was immense....and this was only to beginning... The sex started off slow and deliberate... But that didn't last long. He could hear the bedsprings shift underneath him, and the maddening sound of there bodies colliding. Asta couldn't form words. His head pressed back, spine arching, and every nerve ending screaming for more. The heat between them, and the sound and smell of sex filled the room. Like a child needed comfort, Asta reached out to Leon, needed him, wanting to be held, kissed, devoured. And Leon must of known, because his lips smashed against his, muffling his crys and moans. The way his tongue slipped into his mouth so easily just proved how much control he had over Asta. Every thrust was restless, as if Leon was making up for lost time, until Asta couldn't withstand it anymore. He couldn't even speak, let alone warn Leon that he was cumming. He reached his climax suddenly. Gasping against Leon's lips, convulsing, and cum exploded from his cock. Wave after wave of exquisite tremors followed by Leon finishing right after him. Asta held his face as his body shuddered and jaw clenched. Just knowing he made Leon cum...and seeing his face...filled Asta with a odd sense of pride. Only he got to see this face... When Leon pulled out and collapsed on the bed beside him, he ran a hand through his hair, struggling to catch his breath. He rubbed at his eyes, whipping away a few tears. A wave of tiredness moving through his body, and yet...all he could think about was how good it had felt and how sexy it was to see Leon's climax. So that's what sex felt like when you haven't done it in along time. "U-unnnnhhaa!" He gripped the bed sheets underneath him as Leon’s hands wrapped around him suddenly pulling him closer, inserting himself back inside him from the side. It was a slow pace, but one that methodically drove him crazy, with Leons cock just barely brushing against his weak spot. He was hard again, and at Leon's mercy. "L-leon--" He pressed his hips against him, creating more friction, arching his back like a good bottom. " G-..ha ..ha..g-gooaad...s-so good...ha! Nauuhh!" @M-jow

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Julius moved easily through the crowd, his posture relaxed but his awareness sharp. Conversations hushed slightly as he passed people. His thoughts, remained entirely on Yukie's faintly blushing on cheeks after that kiss. It replayed vividly in his mind, and a warmth settled in his chest. He hadn’t intended to startle him like that, but he certainly wasn’t sorry for it. Reaching the refreshment stand, Julius paused. Crystal glasses glittered beneath the lights, rows of champagne, wine, and cocktails arranged with elegantly. His brows knit faintly. He scanned the display once more, slower this time. Still nothing that resembled a non-alcoholic option. With a quiet breath, Julius stepped up to the bar. “Excuse me,” he said. “Do you have any drinks that don’t contain alcohol?” The young man behind the bar. Likely somewhere in his twenties, looked up. His eyes dragged slowly over Julius, head to toe, lingering far longer than necessary. Then the man smirked. “Oh,” he drawled. “What are you after? A glass of milk?”He chuckled to himself, clearly amused. Julius’s expression was not amused. “This isn’t really the setting for that, kid,” the bartender continued, leaning casually on the counter. “Honestly I don’t even get why someone your age is here.” His eyes flicked again to Julius’s tailored clothing, the immaculate fit, the subtle luxury in the fabric. “Let me guess… rich grandfather bought you a ticket?” He tilted his head, studying Julius with open insolence. “Or—wait.” The smirk widened. “Maybe you’ve got a sugar daddy somewhere in the room.” Silence fell between them. The air around Julius seemed to drop several degrees. His gaze lifted slowly to meet the man’s with a cold rage. A death stare. Like he wished the ground to swallow the guy. The bartender’s smirk faltered slightly under the weight of that stare. Julius said nothing at first. He simply looked at him the way one might observe something unpleasant stuck to the bottom of a shoe. Inside, however, anger was rising with frightening speed. Not because of the insult directed at himself. But because Yukie was sitting only across the room, and this man’s tan his mouth so freely, with no right or reason what-so-ever. Julius placed both hands calmly on the counter. “Your behavior,” Julius said quietly, his voice calm enough to be unsettling, “is deeply inappropriate.” The bartender scoffed. “Oh relax” Julius didn’t even look at him anymore. Instead, he lifted a hand and motioned to a passing waiter. The waiter approached immediately. “Yes, sir?” Julius gestured subtly toward the man behind the bar. “I would appreciate it if you removed this individual from the event.” The bartender blinked. “Excuse me?” Julius finally looked back at him. His expression was no longer merely cold. It was dangerous. “If he remains here,” Julius continued calmly, “I will remove him myself.” There was a faint flicker of something behind his eyes then something sharp. “And I assure you,” Julius finished softly, “that would be far less pleasant.” Suddenly the table beneath his hands started to smoke as his palms glowed with hot fiery heat as he look at the person infront of him. The waiter stiffened startled. “I—I’ll get the manager immediately.” And then he quickly took off. The bartender laughed nervously, though it sounded forced. “You’re joking, right? Over a little comment?” Julius tilted his head slightly. For the briefest moment, the air around him shimmered—so faint most people would never notice. But the bartender did. His instincts screamed that the threat had not been metaphorical. Julius leaned forward just enough that his voice reached only the man behind the bar. “you insulted me and my partner,” he told the otheras a matter of factly. "I could throw you out of this building myself, through the nearest window.” The waiter from before hurried back with another staff member, both looking alarmed. “Now, fuck off” he said sounding almost polite to the bartender, and then adressed the manager, “while that situation is being handled… could someone else please bring me two non-alcoholic drinks?” The bartender was quietly escorted out. Not receiving any pay for of the incident. And Julius walked back with two glasses of non-alcoholic cider in two crystal champagne glasses. His rage slowly evaporated as he got closer to where Yukie were seated. He gently held one glass out to Yukie and took up the spot next to him quietly. He didn’t think Yukie had noticed the situation from before but he had handled it himself so Julius didn’t think much more of it. Sure he was young, but he didn’t look anything like a kid. And than person properly hadn’t seen him with Yukie or else Julius doubted he would have called Yukie a sugar daddy.

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