[M] Stubborn

Noss · 01-05-2011, 11:33 PM

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Well, this is a belated post. And yes, I lol at your "lol dirty porn" because it be true -w-

Strel's hand had come up to push him down on his length, making Noss let out a growl around the redhead's organ. It was not a threatening or angry growl; merely one of begrudging acknowledgement, since the man was not used to being ordered by his partners--or anyone for that matter. But, since he had started it, he would finish it. Letting the other have some control was not always a bad things, and Noss conceded that it would've been boring had his partner been too complacent. The order given, he fully intended to carry it out to his best ability--further than he had before. He let his tongue wrap around the length while he sucked, bobbed his head, and sometimes just teased the tip. All of this was done in a cycle to keep the redhead on edge, even though the grey wolf felt the girth expanding as the inevitable was nearing. As if on cue, Noss's own length had deflated enough to slip from Strel, and so Noss let his throat take Strel in deep; no reservations.

He had to admit, he was enjoying their play far more than he had anticipated. Instead of a mere favor, it was becoming an addiction--on the first go. How patheticly sappy could the warrior get? His release had left him in a pleasant afterglow, so he was a little more relaxed and more willing to please. He tested out all sorts of techniques to torment the other man, listening and watching to see just what he favored. Their first round had been a decent time--not too long, not too short--but Noss found that he craved more of the base act. Out of his entire family, he was closest to his primal blood; instinct before logic. And beneath him was an apparently willing body. Letting those thoughts slink off to the back of his mind, he reminded himself; this arrangement wasn't forever... But if he had a second chance...? How could he refuse?

Warrior walks. "Warrior talks." Warrior thinks.

Strelein von Rosnete · 01-08-2011, 02:57 AM

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this is a true statement.

Strel moaned, feeling every change in movement, every flick, everything that the other man did to him. He bit at his lip if only to stifle the moaning. Every now and then he would feel the irresistible urge to thrust up with his hips a little bit, which was made a lot easier with Noss pulling out of him. Strel gave light juts up, trying to get the man to fully engulf his length, and when he did, the redhead let out a drawn out moan of pleasure. He felt those oh so familiar sensations in his gut and felt himself harden ever more under the other man's tongue. Growling a little bit as he felt Noss take him in completely, he knew quite well that he was done lasting so long; it was a marvel he had lasted as long as he had, but no one wanted a quick favor and Strel liked his favors long and drawn out. Especially if the favor was as sexual as this, which was about as sexual as it got for the redhead. Now if only he could get other men to pay for his work this way, then his libido would probably actually ask for a break.

"Mmm, that feels good..," he moaned out, suddenly jerking to a stop as he came, not feeling at all guilty of where he was doing it either, since the other man had the pleasure of not asking Strel. Eye for an eye, the redhead would give what courtesy he himself received. And that meant that he would come where he wanted, or rather, where would be not the best place to do it. Grinning smugly, the redhead pulled his length from Noss and sat up, letting his lower half return to its normal state; walking around like that was next to impossible, not to mention embarrassing. "Well, I don't think that was really a favor..," he began, thinking it had been more mutual than anything. "But it will do."

Noss · 01-16-2011, 11:06 AM

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Now THIS is a late post -.- We'll end it with Strel's next post :3 Thanks for playing! Big Grin And please shoot me for my short post -.-''

Strel's moan and sudden cease in movement alerted Noss to the inevitable. Those hands on his head impeded his attempt to pull off, though, and so the milky fluid shot into his mouth. It was not as if he had not swallowed some of the same before, or that he particularily disliked it. He didn't particularily like it either, though, just because his heightened senses could taste it all the more acutely. Not to mention, with it lingering in his mouth, the smell reached his nose and stayed there for at least a few hours, rendering most other scents muted. As Strel withdrew his length, Noss wiped his mouth and sat up as well, stretching luxuriously upward. As Strel sat up as well, he opened an eye mid-stretch as the redhead began to comment. Smirking, Noss had a capricious idea (well, it was more like it was an idea stemmed from an earlier statement, but who was keeping track?).

"True," he said resting his chin on one hand whose elbow was leaning on a knee. "All things considered, that wasn't a favor to you. Guess I'm gonna have to follow you back to your pack now." 'Oh boy' was pretty much the summation of Noss's thoughts. He was going to totally blow off his mission, wasn't he? And for what? The possibility of mind-blowing sex? ...Yep, that's pretty much to gist of it... And Strel was right; a favor meant doing something for someone else without gratuity towards onself. And at that moment, Noss was feeling like he had just satisfied himself immensely. It won't be for long... I'll convince Strel to take my to AniWaya sooner or later. Till then... I'll just have to repay him some other way. The thought 'ten-fold' came along with that, centered around what they had just done. Noss didn't know at that point what was going to transpire in the next few months, or just how truly attatched he would get to Strel. Not a freaking clue.

Warrior walks. "Warrior talks." Warrior thinks.

Strelein von Rosnete · 01-16-2011, 02:41 PM

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Close it up when you've reeaaad?

Satisfied in himself, and his rather cruel revenge at the other male, Strel relaxed. He let his limbs go limp as he breathed a bit harder than normal and smiled as his breath came under normal control. That had been a rather enjoyable outing if he did say so himself, which he did, though obviously not out loud. It was kind of the thing that a man did not say to another man; that was a bit to personal for something like this, which was probably just a mutual "satisfy your libido" thing. Not that the redhead complained, he liked his libido getting satisfied because it meant he was satisfied. That and it would not distract him in his work and life.

Granted, he wanted a stable relationship with another man, but by now, he kind of lost all of his hope for that. He was discouraged, but he made sure his friends did not know about how badly his desires for it ran. He saw so many friends and acquaintances get themselves a long lasting lover, mate title and all. Mati and her girl, Cambria. Amaranth and Niro (thought they were really just pack mates). Ever and Ezra, he little girl he had found weak on the borders ages ago too. He just smiled and congratulated them, even though inside he was wondering when he would get a chance. Naturally, his wishes got no where, since he put in no effort; Strel was a bit tired of dealing with heartache. It was unmanly.

Strel nodded along to Noss, smug look on his face until he heard that Noss was indeed going to follow him home like a lost puppy. Giving a surprised look, he sat himself upright. "Follow me home? Well.. if you think you should..," The redhead figured he would just have to put up Noss at the Hotel with him for a little while, until that favor was fulfilled (if it ever was), and Strel would take him to AniWaya. Though, he figured he would have to figure exactly the best way to get there eventually.. Well, looks like it was up to Strel to pick up another stray for Cours, though this one was very, very temporary. That was good. "Alright, we should go talk to my King, so that he can properly approve you staying there so it doesn't come down on my own neck," he said selfishly, aware of how nonchalant he sounded.

Sighing, he laid back down with a thud and a creaking of springs. It was a little late to be heading back to the kingdom, what with night having fallen. Strel was not a fan of traversing home in the dark on a cold winter's night. No not a fan, not a fan at all. "We'll stay here tonight then, and tomorrow I'll take you to Cours." That was the final word, namely because it was so in his own head. But tomorrow, yes tomorrow, he would need to talk to Vigilante.

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