Post by seraaches on May 22, 2008 0:44:18 GMT -5
(( Mature warning. Uhhh. i do wonder if Se will ever have normal sexual relations with someone. oO;;;;; ))
Se was pacing the room again; violently crashing strides carried him in an aura of pure rage from the windows to the door and back again, a never ending cycle, like the tides. His tail angrily lashed from one side to the next, nearly popping the whole appendage out of joint. He was unaware of the potential pain. Muttering dark threats under his breath, he didn’t seem to mean for them to be overheard, but his observer could only catch every few words so his ‘secrets’ were safe for now.
Lounging a safe distance away on the couch, the mouse/bull hybrid followed the other teen’s movements with his head and eyes, a small and amused smile twisting his lips. Actually, he knew wot this was about anyway; there were only two people in the entire world that could get the winged mix this worked up and he had seen Ira leave shortly before arriving.
Se was exceedingly amusing to be around, and Ignasi tried to come visit his friend fairly often. He’d been gone for a few days, but evidently someone had been complaining about Se’s quirks, because every once in awhile Iggy caught things like ‘control’ and ‘she deserved it’. The black Card snickered softly from his perch.
A yellow ear tilted backwards towards the chaise and he suddenly turned his head to stare hard at the boy complacently watching him pace.
“Wot?” he snarled at his imagination.
The black and blue tuft of his tail flipped idly back and forth and Ignasi calmly answered, “Oh, nothing.”
Yellow fur bristled upwards and the canine/equine suddenly showed his teeth. The Corvistowneian mix didn’t even blink. A flare of frustration and annoyance lit atop his anger and the winged hybrid stalked swiftly towards the other boy. Without hesitating, he snaked his head forward and grabbed the skin at Iggy’s throat and jerked him off of the small couch to crash onto the floor.
Ignasi’s eyes widened in shock and the first hint of fear as Se loomed over him, purple-tipped tail beginning to twitch from side to side again. He quickly pushed the expression away, however and forced his body to lay loose and still on the floor. He knew the boy was a bit erratic, though this was the first time the other had ever touched him.
“Control myself,” Se snarled out angrily and he growled as he suddenly leaned back onto his hindquarters and slammed a paw across Iggy’s face. The other boy made no sound, simply falling from the force of the blow. Se shoved his face at Iggy’s and bared his teeth again. “I will show him control.”
The mouse mix lay with his face resting on the wooden floor and tried to decide if he tasted blood. Yes, there was definitely a metallic tang that hadn’t been there before. His heart began to race at this knowledge, but it wasn’t really from fear. This was. . . exciting. He rolled his eye upwards so he could see Se’s reaction as he lay prone on the floor.
Se’s nostrils flared as he stared down at the still boy. Why wasn’t he doing anything? Surely his mind could come up with something better than this. With an angry yell, he kicked the black and red body again. Still no response. Se growled again then began to kick and bite the Card lying on the floor, trying to get any type of reaction. Through it all, the mix didn’t make a sound, did nothing to fight the abuse. With one final, harsh yell, Se dropped his body on top of Ignasi’s and bit deeply into the side of the boy’s throat.
Iggy tensed up at this pain; the other bumps and bruises were fairly easy to accept, but this was surprising and much more intense than the blows. Se’s body was heavy atop his and even amid the pain, he could still feel that dark thread of excitement that refused to let him fight back. He wanted to know where this would lead; he wanted to find out just how far Se would go.
Blood welled swiftly from the bite marks on the black neck and Se stared quizzically at the dark wetness that dampened the fur. This is wot Ira and Eir were always after; at least, he was fairly certain it was. Without thinking about it, he put his lips to the wound and drank.
Ignasi’s body reacted to the sudden, sharp pull at his throat. The pain clicked something in his mind and he felt himself growing harder each time Se sucked his throat. When the teen stopped, Iggy made a sound of protest, his body moving helplessly beneath the larger boy’s.
Se’s gaze shifted immediately to the face beneath the curving horns and a look of puzzlement crossed his own. The blood didn’t necessarily taste bad, but he probably wouldn’t go out looking for it. Still, as the soft body beneath him squirmed, he suddenly flashed back to another situation; a time of power and control. That was a nice reminder. His odd eyes narrowed and he delicately leaned his nose back to Ignasi’s throat then ran his tongue up over the puncture wounds.
The mouse mix shuddered at the gentle chafing at the sore spot on his neck, uncaring why his erection was growing more firm with each new caress. He wanted release, he wanted. . . he didn’t know. Another small sound rolled around the back of his throat, an almost thrumming noise as his hips began to move along the floor, his penis pushing gently into one of Se’s legs.
It was power; he could control his mind. Se smiled against the wet, black fur and took a deep breath to draw in the scent of mouse and blood and desire. Something was bouncing against his leg, something hard yet soft. It took him a moment to realize wot it was, but his smile grew darker when he pulled back to see.
The other mix softly said, “No.” But Se was looking down at his groin and the grin was growing at the obvious sign of his arousal. Ignasi stared back defiantly, daring the boy to do something about it, to try and take away his desire. He was unprepared for wot happened next, when Se leaned down and quickly slipped his mouth over Iggy’s erection.
Se sucked down hard and fast, pulling gently on the cock. His ears went forward as Ignasi cried out in utter pleasure. Yes! His out of control mind was going to be put very firmly in its place. Se began to lick as he sucked, massaging with his mouth and stimulating every part of the penis. He did every thing he could think of that he would want done to him and Ignasi was almost crying with the need to release, with the sheer pleasure riding him.
Paws flailed, scrabbling against the floor, unable to find anything to anchor himself with. There was only that dark, wet pleasure as the teenager sucked his cock like he would eat it. That thought sent another tinge of fear winging through him and he was pumping his hips up into the equine hybrid’s mouth. Each pull of pressure, every flick of tongue drew him closer and closer to the precipice and Ignasi moved eagerly towards it, ready to fall over the other side forever.
Se jerked his head up suddenly, pulling himself forward to shove his penis deep into his imagination’s opening. Ignasi screamed again, as sudden pain crashed in with his pleasure and sent him crashing over the edge of orgasm. Se didn’t wait for the black hybrid to recover, he was forcing himself into the tight sheath and the feeling again brought the necessary sense of triumph. Iggy whimpered beneath him, and he began to thrust hard and deep, as flesh gave beneath his punishing demands.
The mouse mix stared up at him with wide eyes, showing excitement and fear and Se growled in the back of his throat as the sight heightened his arousal. He felt as though he could burst his skin as the rush of power drew up his balls and he ejaculated, the orgasm jerking his hips back and forth in an effort to prolong.
Se collapsed on top of him, forcing most of the air out of his lungs, and Ignasi had to concentrate on breathing, even though his body was still moving beneath the other boy’s. He could take so much more, but the first real twinges of pain were threatening him and he knew that he was going to be in bad shape tomorrow. Still, Se’s mouth went to the bite on his neck, almost instinctively, and the boy began to suck lightly on it again, sending sharp pangs of pain down his throat to pull at pleasure in his groin. But he had orgasmed too, and now they were both covered in his seed. Se seemed entirely unaware, concentrating instead on the injury, as though oblivious to everything else.
Suddenly, the yellow hybrid pulled himself the rest of the way out of Ignasi’s unresisting body and he turned and sauntered out of the room. Iggy watched him go with wide, thoughtful eyes, before he, too, slipped away. He needed to think and it was wiser to do that from the safety of his own Palace rooms than here in the open study.
Without glancing in the direction Se had gone, Ignasi quickly darted to his rooms.
Se was pacing the room again; violently crashing strides carried him in an aura of pure rage from the windows to the door and back again, a never ending cycle, like the tides. His tail angrily lashed from one side to the next, nearly popping the whole appendage out of joint. He was unaware of the potential pain. Muttering dark threats under his breath, he didn’t seem to mean for them to be overheard, but his observer could only catch every few words so his ‘secrets’ were safe for now.
Lounging a safe distance away on the couch, the mouse/bull hybrid followed the other teen’s movements with his head and eyes, a small and amused smile twisting his lips. Actually, he knew wot this was about anyway; there were only two people in the entire world that could get the winged mix this worked up and he had seen Ira leave shortly before arriving.
Se was exceedingly amusing to be around, and Ignasi tried to come visit his friend fairly often. He’d been gone for a few days, but evidently someone had been complaining about Se’s quirks, because every once in awhile Iggy caught things like ‘control’ and ‘she deserved it’. The black Card snickered softly from his perch.
A yellow ear tilted backwards towards the chaise and he suddenly turned his head to stare hard at the boy complacently watching him pace.
“Wot?” he snarled at his imagination.
The black and blue tuft of his tail flipped idly back and forth and Ignasi calmly answered, “Oh, nothing.”
Yellow fur bristled upwards and the canine/equine suddenly showed his teeth. The Corvistowneian mix didn’t even blink. A flare of frustration and annoyance lit atop his anger and the winged hybrid stalked swiftly towards the other boy. Without hesitating, he snaked his head forward and grabbed the skin at Iggy’s throat and jerked him off of the small couch to crash onto the floor.
Ignasi’s eyes widened in shock and the first hint of fear as Se loomed over him, purple-tipped tail beginning to twitch from side to side again. He quickly pushed the expression away, however and forced his body to lay loose and still on the floor. He knew the boy was a bit erratic, though this was the first time the other had ever touched him.
“Control myself,” Se snarled out angrily and he growled as he suddenly leaned back onto his hindquarters and slammed a paw across Iggy’s face. The other boy made no sound, simply falling from the force of the blow. Se shoved his face at Iggy’s and bared his teeth again. “I will show him control.”
The mouse mix lay with his face resting on the wooden floor and tried to decide if he tasted blood. Yes, there was definitely a metallic tang that hadn’t been there before. His heart began to race at this knowledge, but it wasn’t really from fear. This was. . . exciting. He rolled his eye upwards so he could see Se’s reaction as he lay prone on the floor.
Se’s nostrils flared as he stared down at the still boy. Why wasn’t he doing anything? Surely his mind could come up with something better than this. With an angry yell, he kicked the black and red body again. Still no response. Se growled again then began to kick and bite the Card lying on the floor, trying to get any type of reaction. Through it all, the mix didn’t make a sound, did nothing to fight the abuse. With one final, harsh yell, Se dropped his body on top of Ignasi’s and bit deeply into the side of the boy’s throat.
Iggy tensed up at this pain; the other bumps and bruises were fairly easy to accept, but this was surprising and much more intense than the blows. Se’s body was heavy atop his and even amid the pain, he could still feel that dark thread of excitement that refused to let him fight back. He wanted to know where this would lead; he wanted to find out just how far Se would go.
Blood welled swiftly from the bite marks on the black neck and Se stared quizzically at the dark wetness that dampened the fur. This is wot Ira and Eir were always after; at least, he was fairly certain it was. Without thinking about it, he put his lips to the wound and drank.
Ignasi’s body reacted to the sudden, sharp pull at his throat. The pain clicked something in his mind and he felt himself growing harder each time Se sucked his throat. When the teen stopped, Iggy made a sound of protest, his body moving helplessly beneath the larger boy’s.
Se’s gaze shifted immediately to the face beneath the curving horns and a look of puzzlement crossed his own. The blood didn’t necessarily taste bad, but he probably wouldn’t go out looking for it. Still, as the soft body beneath him squirmed, he suddenly flashed back to another situation; a time of power and control. That was a nice reminder. His odd eyes narrowed and he delicately leaned his nose back to Ignasi’s throat then ran his tongue up over the puncture wounds.
The mouse mix shuddered at the gentle chafing at the sore spot on his neck, uncaring why his erection was growing more firm with each new caress. He wanted release, he wanted. . . he didn’t know. Another small sound rolled around the back of his throat, an almost thrumming noise as his hips began to move along the floor, his penis pushing gently into one of Se’s legs.
It was power; he could control his mind. Se smiled against the wet, black fur and took a deep breath to draw in the scent of mouse and blood and desire. Something was bouncing against his leg, something hard yet soft. It took him a moment to realize wot it was, but his smile grew darker when he pulled back to see.
The other mix softly said, “No.” But Se was looking down at his groin and the grin was growing at the obvious sign of his arousal. Ignasi stared back defiantly, daring the boy to do something about it, to try and take away his desire. He was unprepared for wot happened next, when Se leaned down and quickly slipped his mouth over Iggy’s erection.
Se sucked down hard and fast, pulling gently on the cock. His ears went forward as Ignasi cried out in utter pleasure. Yes! His out of control mind was going to be put very firmly in its place. Se began to lick as he sucked, massaging with his mouth and stimulating every part of the penis. He did every thing he could think of that he would want done to him and Ignasi was almost crying with the need to release, with the sheer pleasure riding him.
Paws flailed, scrabbling against the floor, unable to find anything to anchor himself with. There was only that dark, wet pleasure as the teenager sucked his cock like he would eat it. That thought sent another tinge of fear winging through him and he was pumping his hips up into the equine hybrid’s mouth. Each pull of pressure, every flick of tongue drew him closer and closer to the precipice and Ignasi moved eagerly towards it, ready to fall over the other side forever.
Se jerked his head up suddenly, pulling himself forward to shove his penis deep into his imagination’s opening. Ignasi screamed again, as sudden pain crashed in with his pleasure and sent him crashing over the edge of orgasm. Se didn’t wait for the black hybrid to recover, he was forcing himself into the tight sheath and the feeling again brought the necessary sense of triumph. Iggy whimpered beneath him, and he began to thrust hard and deep, as flesh gave beneath his punishing demands.
The mouse mix stared up at him with wide eyes, showing excitement and fear and Se growled in the back of his throat as the sight heightened his arousal. He felt as though he could burst his skin as the rush of power drew up his balls and he ejaculated, the orgasm jerking his hips back and forth in an effort to prolong.
Se collapsed on top of him, forcing most of the air out of his lungs, and Ignasi had to concentrate on breathing, even though his body was still moving beneath the other boy’s. He could take so much more, but the first real twinges of pain were threatening him and he knew that he was going to be in bad shape tomorrow. Still, Se’s mouth went to the bite on his neck, almost instinctively, and the boy began to suck lightly on it again, sending sharp pangs of pain down his throat to pull at pleasure in his groin. But he had orgasmed too, and now they were both covered in his seed. Se seemed entirely unaware, concentrating instead on the injury, as though oblivious to everything else.
Suddenly, the yellow hybrid pulled himself the rest of the way out of Ignasi’s unresisting body and he turned and sauntered out of the room. Iggy watched him go with wide, thoughtful eyes, before he, too, slipped away. He needed to think and it was wiser to do that from the safety of his own Palace rooms than here in the open study.
Without glancing in the direction Se had gone, Ignasi quickly darted to his rooms.
