I haven't fucked on a mattress in centuries and I don't plan on starting. [ Wulf goes as his hair is pulled, back arching and dusky nipples pert on his lean chest. He's smirking, he's fielding what Brad dishes out easily, hips still maintaining the pace, the pressure, the intensity. ] Nature always finds a way. [ Nature gives exactly what's needed to win to those who are strong enough to use it. Wulf's prolonged survival in the wilderness is living proof of the philosophy. ]
Anyway, since Wulf is responding so well to having his hair pulled, he will yank on it very suddenly to pull Wulf's face away from his neck so he can look Wulf in the eyes as he speaks in a more serious tone.]
No claiming me. I'll gut you where you stand if you even try.
[That is something worth stating a threat over. Sex is fine, but Brad belongs to nobody and wants to keep it that way.]
And if I prove myself in courtship? [ Brad issues the declaration and Wulf gives the challenge. His fangs ache to bite, and his own scent glands demand to be bitten. Maybe Brad could be someone to pick one of those spots for his own, imprinting a bond. ]
[ Wulf already plans on offering his wrists to the Sage. A show of true fealty. ]
[This is probably the worst time to talk about courtship because Brad's heat makes him want to be courted. The omega within him aches for the safety and security that being claimed gives, and Brad has to fight those instincts to keep himself free from the complications that come with being claimed.]
...we'll see. But for now, no biting my neck. And I won't bite yours.
[But biting elsewhere is fine, evidenced by how Brad tugs Wulf in so he can kiss the man roughly. He still wants sex after all, even if no claiming is involved.]
[ Brad's kiss into Wulf's mouth is an attack, forceful and biting and Wulf groans at the onslaught while relenting to Brad's stipulation. No claiming this rut. ]
[ With that, Wulf finally releases his hold on the brim of the hot spring and reaches behind himself, fingering himself open. He's still far too conscious to let Bradly take complete control, at least not yet. ]
[Well shit, if Wulf is going to put on a show for Brad, Brad will watch eagerly. He grins into their kiss before pulling away just far enough to egg Wulf on.]
Givin' me a show? I know a spell that can help with that.
[ Brad thinks Wulf's prep is a show and perhaps it is. Wulf's head is bowed and back curved so he can reach behind himself: long, strong body contorted in a way that would be pathetic for an alpha to be caught in. Wulf grins, the biting pain pleasing as he begins pressing in against himself. ] Then do it. I'm getting bored.
[Brad does a little twirling motion with his hand, sticking out his index finger and middle finger, and as soon as the spell is cast those fingers are covered in a slick substance.]
I know alphas don't get wet on their own, so something like this should help.
And the pain? [ A question asked by a truly stubborn alpha. ]
[ Rationally, Wulf knows Bradley's way is safer so he relents by letting Brad take over, grinding himself against Brad's stomach instead. Doing so makes hot water splash up between them, the water itself dense with minerals with Wulf's blood adding to its bounty. ]
It's just enough to keep ya from gettin' really hurt. Unless you wanna be outta commission for the rest of my heat?
[Big talk from Brad, acting like he can take Wulf out at the knees. But maybe he can, who knows. He seems confident enough in his skills.
Once Wulf relents though, Brad slides three fingers in, spreading out Wulf's insides while making things a bit more slick. He lets Wulf grind against him too, figuring that his fingers might provide more relief than his stomach can.]
[ Brad's offer is tantalizing: to truly be broken in a way only their mana could heal... Wulf's cock twitches against Bradley's palm simply thinking of the offer while his fangs aching behind his gums. Brad offered anywhere but his neck: his shoulder will do. Wulf's fangs dig in, not daring to break skin until allowed but growling and huffing with the desire to do so. ]
[ Holding himself back, proving his restraint, is an aphrodisiac for Wulf, as much as getting what he wants as an Alpha, it seems. He grinds himself down against their joined hands, then back against where Bradley is pulling him open. ]
[ Three fingers is more than Wulf's taken in a long time, the careful quickness of the prep enough to light Wulf's nerves on fire, leaves him empty and wanting and hurt all the more for it. Clever wizard. ] Please. [ Begging already, but Wulf lacks the shame to care. Instead he leans his forehead against Bradley's shoulder where he'd just bitten and prays it is enough for Brad to give him something to remember. ]
[Brad hisses at the bite, finding it more delightful than painful. Even though he's fighting the instinct to be claimed, he'll let himself enjoy a bite just about anywhere else besides his neck. The way he grows even harder from it is something that will embarrass Brad later when he has a clearer mind, but right now it just makes Brad want to fuck Wulf even more.
He pulls his fingers out, but he lets Wulf ache from their loss for a moment before he moves to flip them around. With Brad pinning Wulf below him, he can give Wulf exactly what he's craving.]
Well, since ya said please so nicely for me...
[He will move his hands to Wulf's hips to hold them still as he thrusts in roughly, taking Wulf in one quick motion. And while Brad doesn't have a knot, he does have the length and girth to make it burn.]
[ There's barely any room for Wulf to support himself once Bradley changes their positioning, nails clawing onto mineral-slick stone while arching into the sudden pressure of Brad's entry. Steam from the waters below Wulf's nose fog his senses further, slipping him further into submission, pain and pleasure the two remaining sensations. ]
[ Those, of course, and Bradley's bruising touch. ]
Fuck... [ Hoarse, a whisper keelhauled across the growling echoing from his ribcage. An alpha mimicking what he can of an omega's purr, the noise pathetic, but correct for how Bradley spears Wulf open then holds him there, making him feel Bradley's entire length without moving an inch one way or another. Wulf's cockhead leaks behind his foreskin, angry and red, while his body shivers under Bradley's gaze. ]
[ Wulf's back is a tapestry itself, scars and stretch marks from battles long past with bruises and open cuts from the one just won. The water under them is just starting to tint the lightest pink the more Wulf descends into its warm embrace, and the pain from having warm water lap at sensitive injuries is electric. ]
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:05 am (UTC)LOL
Date: 2025-08-31 05:17 am (UTC)[Says the guy who sleeps on a couch.
Anyway, since Wulf is responding so well to having his hair pulled, he will yank on it very suddenly to pull Wulf's face away from his neck so he can look Wulf in the eyes as he speaks in a more serious tone.]
No claiming me. I'll gut you where you stand if you even try.
[That is something worth stating a threat over. Sex is fine, but Brad belongs to nobody and wants to keep it that way.]
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:21 am (UTC)[ Wulf already plans on offering his wrists to the Sage. A show of true fealty. ]
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:31 am (UTC)...we'll see. But for now, no biting my neck. And I won't bite yours.
[But biting elsewhere is fine, evidenced by how Brad tugs Wulf in so he can kiss the man roughly. He still wants sex after all, even if no claiming is involved.]
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:38 am (UTC)[ With that, Wulf finally releases his hold on the brim of the hot spring and reaches behind himself, fingering himself open. He's still far too conscious to let Bradly take complete control, at least not yet. ]
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Date: 2025-08-31 05:57 am (UTC)Givin' me a show? I know a spell that can help with that.
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Date: 2025-08-31 06:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2025-09-19 02:33 am (UTC)I know alphas don't get wet on their own, so something like this should help.
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Date: 2025-09-19 06:41 am (UTC)[ Rationally, Wulf knows Bradley's way is safer so he relents by letting Brad take over, grinding himself against Brad's stomach instead. Doing so makes hot water splash up between them, the water itself dense with minerals with Wulf's blood adding to its bounty. ]
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Date: 2025-10-09 01:23 am (UTC)[Big talk from Brad, acting like he can take Wulf out at the knees. But maybe he can, who knows. He seems confident enough in his skills.
Once Wulf relents though, Brad slides three fingers in, spreading out Wulf's insides while making things a bit more slick. He lets Wulf grind against him too, figuring that his fingers might provide more relief than his stomach can.]
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Date: 2025-10-11 11:27 pm (UTC)[ Holding himself back, proving his restraint, is an aphrodisiac for Wulf, as much as getting what he wants as an Alpha, it seems. He grinds himself down against their joined hands, then back against where Bradley is pulling him open. ]
[ Three fingers is more than Wulf's taken in a long time, the careful quickness of the prep enough to light Wulf's nerves on fire, leaves him empty and wanting and hurt all the more for it. Clever wizard. ] Please. [ Begging already, but Wulf lacks the shame to care. Instead he leans his forehead against Bradley's shoulder where he'd just bitten and prays it is enough for Brad to give him something to remember. ]
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Date: 2025-10-20 02:24 am (UTC)He pulls his fingers out, but he lets Wulf ache from their loss for a moment before he moves to flip them around. With Brad pinning Wulf below him, he can give Wulf exactly what he's craving.]
Well, since ya said please so nicely for me...
[He will move his hands to Wulf's hips to hold them still as he thrusts in roughly, taking Wulf in one quick motion. And while Brad doesn't have a knot, he does have the length and girth to make it burn.]
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Date: 2025-11-01 12:22 am (UTC)[ Those, of course, and Bradley's bruising touch. ]
Fuck... [ Hoarse, a whisper keelhauled across the growling echoing from his ribcage. An alpha mimicking what he can of an omega's purr, the noise pathetic, but correct for how Bradley spears Wulf open then holds him there, making him feel Bradley's entire length without moving an inch one way or another. Wulf's cockhead leaks behind his foreskin, angry and red, while his body shivers under Bradley's gaze. ]
[ Wulf's back is a tapestry itself, scars and stretch marks from battles long past with bruises and open cuts from the one just won. The water under them is just starting to tint the lightest pink the more Wulf descends into its warm embrace, and the pain from having warm water lap at sensitive injuries is electric. ]
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