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[ You aren't allowed to touch me with your hands tonight. No hugging, either. That is your punishment.”] Fang blinked at his boyfriend, before scoffing.  While the punishment was rather inconvenient, it wasn't terrible....or at least....so he thought. [ “Since I'm so 'cute', I'll remember that my boyfriend did go swimming with me earlier, and I'll be... merciful-ish.”] "You're having wa—" He tensed, caught off guard by Sora grabbing and pulling his hair, forcing him closer, so close that Fang could kiss him. [ “I can still smell the saltwater on your skin."] Fang smirked. " Wonder who's fault that is." He muttered under his breath. ["I wonder if you taste salty, too.”] Fangs eyes wided ever so slightly as Sora brushed his lips aginest his. A wave of excitement tinged throughout his body. He felt his heart skip a beat.... Fang immediately tried to close the distance wanting to kiss Sora, but the human pulled back, licking the corner of Fang's mouth instead. Sora bit his bottom lip, making him flinch. He was toying with him! [“Shower,” ] Sora suddenly released him and stood, removing his clothes. Fang bit his lip again, running a hand down his face. ( Damn it....) He had a bad feeling about this.... Fang slowly stood, rubbing the back of his neck in a awkward manner. A habit he had when he wasn't sure about something or stressed. His lover gave him a look that said it all, follow me.  ___________________________________ This has got to be the worst shower Fang has ever had.... At the time, Fang couldn't think of an effective way for  Sora to tease him. I mean... the human rarely ever succeeded, any attempt was met with Fang attacking him and aserting his dominance. A game of cat and mouse that he always won. So the very thought of Sora trying to do what he usually did to him was.... unrealistic to say the least. But he never saw this coming... Fang watched Sora through narrowed eyes, as Sora started to wash his body.  Every brush of Sora's fingers against his skin sent sparks shooting through his nervous system. Every accidental—'accidental my ass'—graze of Sora's body against his cock made him twitch. ( I wanna touch him ) ["No hands."] Sora reminded him.... he sucked his teeth in annoyance, clenching his hands into fists and keeping them at his side. Fang could reach out and grab him, pin him against the shower wall and take what he wanted, like he always did...and It would be so easy too... But every time he tried to move his arms, Sora would pull away. Would tilt his head, giving him that look—one that said, I'm watching you. And Fang would freeze. Fuck He hated this! Hated the way his body was responding to Sora's commands without his permission. Hated the way his heart raced every time Sora stepped closer, only to retreat again. Hated the way his cock ached, hard and neglected, while Sora touched him everywhere except where he wanted it most! Fang was naturally assertive, so surrendering control was extremely difficult for him. He was so use to getting whatever he wanted from Sora, that now, it felt like he was going through withdrawals! He made a desperate attempt to wrap his arms around Sora, wanting him closer... but Sora swated his hands away,  giving him that look again with his eyes, Don't you dare. He growled, his frustration growing. [“Turn around for me, please.”] Sora's voice was soft but underneath it was a command. Most people wouldn't be able to understand or hear the difference...but Fang could. Fang glared at his boyfriend before reluctantly doing as he was told. He stayed silent as Sora started to wash his hair...a type of pleasure he wasn't use too. It honestly took Fang by suprise. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Soras fingers running through his hair and scratching his scalp. That look of frustration on his face, softening into something else...the tension in his body slowly dissipating, as a soft sigh escaped his lips. Now this.... this felt nice.... this was pleasant and relaxing, so much so that Fang almost let his guard down. He slowly opened his eyes as Sora began to wash the shampoo out of his hair... (...I want to touch him...) He glanced back at his boyfriend, trying to bury his desires just as Sora started to work the conditioner through his hair. "hey...how much longer..." He muttered. Looking more sad than mad. His voice a little softer then before. He needed to know when this torture would end... [ “Leave that in for five minutes before rinsing. Plenty of time.”] He tapped his shoulder signaling for Fang to turn around, but when he did he didn't expect Sora to crash his lips aginest his. ( Fuck.) Fangs instincts immediately took over, he returned Sora's passionate kiss, as his back hit the tile wall. His arms quickly in-circling Sora, seconds away from trapping him in an iron embrace. But to his disappointment, Sora caught his wrists before he could finish and firmly placed his hands down to his sides. Fang winced into Sora's lips. Protesting. His boyfriend broke the kiss...both of them were panting, but Sora had a faint blush on his cheeks. God he looked so damn sexy! There was no possible way that he wasn't struggling either! " Don't stop me..." He growled, going in for another kiss. [ “That was almost two strikes,”] Fang flinched, stopping himself with only a few inches between Sora's lips. "B-but I.." he sighed, "How much longer." [“It's a punishment, remember?”] Fang bit his lip, taking in Sora's expression. He looked entirely too pleased with himself, but...that look and tone of seriousness on his face hadn't changed. "Tch! it's a stupid punishment..." he muttered, pouting like a child. When Sora suddenly dropped to his knees, Fang's heart skipped a beat! You didnt need a rocket science to know what Sora was about to do... FINALLY!!! The moment Sora's warm mouth touched his cock, the alpha had to clenched his hands into fists in an effort to restrain himself. Fang's head fell back against the tile with a soft thud as a sexy groan tore through his throat—raw and desperate. He was trying so hard to hold back his voice. When Sora took him deeper, sucking him harder, and working on him with the skill of a professional escort, Fang felt weak in the knees, panting in ecstasy. "Ha..haa...hhha...fu-..ck...sora." Fang's eyes changed color as he struggled to keep himself at bay.  He was close. So close! The pressure was building! He was just about to— With out any warning, Sora pulled off, stopping abruptly. ["Time to rinse. "] Fang stared down at him, panting. "Y-you're joking," he muttered breathlessly. Cleary irritated but Sora only smiled and him, pretending to be all sweet and innocent as he reached for the shower head to rinse out the conditioner. Fang groaned in frustration, baring his face in his hands as he reluctantly stood there, furious and desperate, with Sora acting as if he hadnt just left him on the edge of madness. This... was absolute torture... _____________________________ Fang sat on the bed with a towel drapped over his lap. The pressure between his legs was starting to hurt more than anything. He anxiously stared at the door, waiting until Sora finally entered the room. The moment Sora stepped inside, Fang locked eyes with him. He stood in the doorway, towel loosely wrapped around his waist, a confident and triumphant smirk on his face, but he couldn't fool Fang, not even for a second. Sora was just as horny as he was.... [ "Still think I'm cute?"] Fang's eyes darkened. "Fucking adorable," he said through gritted teeth, his voice rough and low. He had Fangs undivided attention. " I'm getting tired of this game..." [“Then...Why don't we do something about this first?”]   Mine.   Sora became even more playful and bold. He dropped his towel and confidently walked over to him. He challenged him. [“If you make me cum without using your hands, then I'll make sure you get your reward, too.”] ( I want him..) That simple and primal thought over took his mind. Overwhelming and loud. Sora was naked. Sora was his mate. Sora was his! And Fang had been patient — so patient— too patient. The memory of Sora's fingers in his hair, and the way his brown eyes had looked up at him replayed in his mind. Something inside Fang snapped. There was nothing gradual about it. It was sudden and without warning,  like a dam suddenly breaking under the weight of too much pressure. Sora would feel a rough push against his chest before his back hit the mattress, and when he blinked, he'd suddenly see a hungry alpha wolf on top of him. Golden eyes, bright and glowing. " To have you right in front of me... and not be allowed to touch you.... Sora... Im not that strong." He'd forget everything. The shower, the teasing, the tauting. He'd let it slide....all for the opportunity to touch Sora now. The human had miscalculated, Fang had very little self control when it came to Sora. A unhealthy obsession that towed the line of pure devotion and madness. He had killed those shape shifters for hurting him...he had come dangerously close to attacking Sora while he was in heat, and had become so obsessed with keeping him safe that he refused to let him out of his sight. Keeping a tracker on his phone and forcing Sora to do periodic check ins. He had come dangerously close to ended Sora's friendship with Asta, and covered Sora in his scent daily. He even locked Sora inside his apartment for a few days, scared he'd leave him or get hurt again. Sora had no idea just how close Fang had been to chaining him to the bed and throwing away the key. Keeping him as a prisoner, all in the name of love.... What stopped him... was Ray. ["If you lock that boy up, you'll be digging your own grave. That anit love Fang."] Back then.... his anxiety had become so overwhelming and soul crushing, that he wondered how Sora was able to put up with him. Fang kissed Sora and this kiss wasn't gentle, but rough and demanding. It was all teeth and tongue, stealing Sora's breath away. He kissed Sora like he was starving, like he'd been holding back for years and just couldn't hold back any longer. He only broke the kiss when Sora demanded air, his lips and tongue moving to Sora's cheek and neck, biting at his skin, while his hands, explored Sora's body, creasing, squeezing and grabbing whatever he could before stopping at his thighs and roughly pulling Sora's legs apart. He attacked Sora's jaw line and collarbone, leaving hickies. Whatever Sora was saying couldn't cut through his desires. Maybe he was asking Fang to wait...to slow down...to stop... " Can't ~" He bit down on Sora's shoulder, hard enough to leave a mark and get a reaction out of Sora but not hard enough to break the skin. His tongue quickly moved down Sora's chest and stomach, until Fang reached his V-line. Every kiss, grab, and touch was frantic and rushed. He bit Sora's hip, causing the human to gasp and buck his hips, a wonderful reaction that had Fang seeking more. "Mine...." Fang whispered..." You're mine....all mine..." He could feel Sora tugging on his hair, squirming underneath him, panting, protesting, and pulling, trying to get his attention.... but...all Fang wanted to do...was touch and kiss every part of Sora'sbody. Whatever was left of his self-control had already shattered as his mouth took Sora's cock, practically swallowing him whole. If Sora wanted Fang to stop, he'd have to order him too... use their bond aginest them to force Fang into submission. He had only been able to successfully do so once... when Sora ordered him to leave him alone after he was discharged from the hospital.  It was the only time Fang had listened...and the only time Fang had begged him to change him mind.  It was a special ability and tool that Sora had over Fang...but he hadn't told or taught Sora how to use it, because a small part of him feared that the human could potentially abuse this power he had over him. Having the ability to force a Alpha wolf into submission using obedience was extremely rare.  Please Register/ Sign In, in order to see the links.

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