[ The feel of Logan’s fingers wrapping around his cock is a welcome surprise. It coaxes a deep growl from Victor, and he wraps his arms around his brother, resting one clawed hand on the back of his head so he can’t pull away from the deep kiss Victor gives him. As though he’d actually want to.
His claws comb through Logan’s hair, the touch gentle for now. He trails his other hand down his brother’s back to give his ass a firm squeeze. ]
[ Granted, cigars and beer and some other miscellaneous food items aren't exactly urgent. But Logan had already been there, and Victor already knew, and any attempts to get him home sooner was just bratty behaviour.
Then again, the feel of Victor's hand on his ass and his lips moving against his own honestly makes up for that.
Logan doesn't think about how weak that makes him. ]
Told you I wouldn't take more than an hour. [ Sucking on his mate's lip, Logan's hand pumps him steadily, his thumb brushing over the slit just as he dips his tongue into Victor's mouth. ]
[ In fact, he’s almost sure it did. Maybe not by much, but regardless, he’s too preoccupied to look or to even care now. Logan’s mouth is pleasantly warm against his, and Victor welcomes his tongue by stroking it with his own.
As much as he wants to stay still, he can’t help thrusting into Logan’s hand. His cock is aching with need, drops of precum already beading at the tip. ]
[ It's been ages since the first time they'd kissed and still Logan finds himself shivering at the texture of Victor's tongue. He smells the mess already starting at the end of his mate's prick and it has his clit going hot with want.
It's enough to get him to bring his hips down, back arched so he can rub against Victor's lower abdomen, the slight friction already making him moan.
Hushed, Logan pulls away to scrape teeth over his brother's jaw. ] You said you were gonna eat me.
[ He gives Victor's cock a squeeze at the same time he bites playfully. ]
[ That squeeze makes him thrust harder against Logan’s hand, but as much as he’s enjoying being jerked off, he can wait a little longer to get off. Pressing his lips to Logan’s again, Victor easily flips them so he’s on top. He traces his mate’s lower lip with his tongue while he works his jeans down with one hand. Though a little reluctant, he crawls off the bed to get the rest of Logan’s clothes off.
But instead of giving his mate what he wants right away, Victor presses his lips against Logan’s inner thigh, lightly trailing his fangs along the sensitive skin. ]
[ With his jeans and underwear tugged off, it's even more obvious how aroused Logan'd been. For all his shit talking his underwear'd been damp, and as Victor slides sharp teeth over his skin his breath catches in his chest as the walls of his cunt tighten with want. He brings a hand down, stroking through Victor's short-cropped hair, and hooks one of his legs over his shoulder. ]
Victor... [ It's less scolding and more something of a whimper, and the sole of his foot strokes along his back.
He's not proud of himself for sounding so vulnerable. But he always does, when his alpha's concerned. ]
[ Making a sound somewhere between a growl and a purr, Victor kisses his way along Logan’s thigh until he reaches his pussy. The scent of his mate’s arousal is enough to drive him wild, but he makes an effort to keep himself in check. A delicate kiss becomes slow, soft licks as he teases and tastes. This time the sound that rumbles in his chest is definitely a deep, possessive growl. He’s known Logan’s taste for so long now, but each time is just as good as the first.
It’s not long before he gets a little greedy, delving deeper with his rough, catlike tongue. ]
[ Logan inhales sharply, sharp enough for his back to arch and his chest to push out just slightly, and his other leg finds its way around Victor easily at the feel of his tongue licking at his cunt. ] Fuck-- [ Sighing, one hand reaches up to curl into the pillow above him, the other cradling Victor's skull to keep him where he is.
He bucks his hips up as his mate's tongue pushes into him and is only partly ashamed of the whining moan that leaves his lips after. He's wet, hot, and his juices roll out of him and onto Victor's tongue the more he licks and fucks his tightening cunt. ]
[ The jerk of Logan’s hips forces Victor’s tongue as deep as it can reach, lapping his arousal from the soft walls of his pussy with those sweet sounds to spur him on. His cock twitches in desire, but he’s perfectly content where he is. At least for now. ]
Damn, you taste good. [ He says after withdrawing his tongue, feeling slightly breathless. Before Logan can protest, Victor lightly traces his tongue over his mate’s clit, pressing just firmly enough for the rough barbs to tickle. ]
[ There's a breathless little laugh at the comment and a small knock of Logan's knuckles against the top of Victor's head-- a silent shut up, god damn it if there ever was one. But then that turns into a noise, a gasp, and Logan's hips press back into the mattress the more Victor teases along his clit.
His knees move closer for all of a moment before Logan forces them to spread apart, a soft blush colouring his cheeks and moving down his neck. ]
Victor. [ His nails scritch at Victor's scalp, applying enough pressure to be bratty about it. ] Want your fingers, too.
[ Victor is tempted to tell Logan that he’s doing the sexual equivalent of backseat driving, but instead he decides to press his tongue more firmly against his brother’s clit while he trails the tips of his claws down his inner thigh. Those claws slowly retract, so when he slips one of his fingers inside Logan he won’t be hurt. Victor doesn’t mind some blood with his sex, but not like this.
He only uses one finger at first, lazily sliding it in and out of his mate in time with the strokes of his tongue. After a little while, he adds a second, listening to every little sound Logan makes as he pleasures him. ]
[ And sounds Logan does make, soft ohs and nns curling out of his throat as he squeezes around Victor's fingers. He's always been sensitive, never cared about noise; the only downside he knows is that Victor tends to get terribly smug about it.
But it's hard not to be noisy when Victor's fingers fuck him open, and it's even harder when every stray buck of his hips has him rubbing directly into the nubs on Victor's tongue. ]
Yeah. [ It edges up into a happy whine, Logan's fingers curling into the pillow as he rocks up. ] God, yeah--
[ Slick spills out of him and he shivers, his clit thick and hot and his cunt hugging tight around Victor's fingers. ]
That’s it. [He curls his fingers to stroke that special spot inside his mate. ] Cum for me, Jimmy.
[ Victor manages to set a rhythm even with Logan’s hips bucking upward into his touch. He caresses his mate’s clit with his rough tongue in time with the strokes of his fingers to give as much pleasure as he can. Small growls form in his throat, both out of possessiveness and want. ]
[ Hard not to give Victor whatever he wants when he talks to him like that, and Logan whines sweet and soft and omega as he cums around the steady pulse of Victor's fingers. His ankles dig into Victor's upper back, toes curled, and his spine arches as his sex gushes out of him. ]
Shit--! [ But it makes his clit more sensitive, and under the assault of Victor's tongue Logan's walls tighten around his fingers as another bit squirts out. ] Ah-hah... nn...!
[ Victor’s eyes are closed, his precum staining the sheets underneath him as he imagines how good it would feel to have Logan’s pussy squeezing tight around his cock instead of his fingers. It’s something to keep in mind for later. For now, he’s taking his time licking his mate clean, dipping his tongue inside to taste as much of Logan as he can.
When he sits up he brings his fingers to his lips, making a show of licking away all of Logan’s fluids. ]
[ Victor keeps licking and Logan's left shivering, one hand lifting to press to his eyes as he catches his breath, the other gently stroking his brother's short-cropped hair. He drips just a bit more as Victor presses into him with his tongue, and his legs unwrap from around his shoulders as he touches his ankles to the mattress.
Finally peering from behind his hand, he growls lowly at the sight of Victor's tongue catching the cum on his fingers. It has him reaching over, his foot rubbing quietly against the bulge between Victor's legs.
[ He finally allows a soft groan to escape him as he presses forward into Logan’s touch. Victor licks his lips, his mate’s taste still prominent, and he opens his eyes to meet Logan’s slightly veiled gaze. ]
Thought you wanted to suck me.
[ Though at this point he’s fine with just taking Logan. Victor is planning to fuck him silly, regardless. ]
[ But he does bring his foot along to brush over Victor's balls, before sliding back up his cock and over his belly. Then he hooks it around Victor's waist and adds just enough pressure to simulate a tug forward.
Logan's tongue wets his lips briefly, hand brushing across his own chest to indicate precisely what he wants Victor to straddle. ]
[ There’s no bite behind those words though, and Logan earns a grunt of approval for his touch. Victor works his pants down and off, carelessly tossing them to the floor as he moves to straddle Logan’s chest.
He gently traces the line of his brother’s jaw with the tip of one of his claws, a subtle show of the affection he feels for him. ]
[ Logan leans into that touch, the corner of his mouth tugging up into a proper half-grin. His hand comes up, the pad of his thumb dragging along the underside of Victor's cock, and he tugs down just enough to slide his tongue across the tip of it.
And then he wraps his lips around him.
One hand keeps itself on the base of Victor's cock, Logan's tongue brushing along the underside of his head. The other settles on Victor's hip, guiding him as he starts to suck harder. ]
[ Victor’s eyes drift closed again as his head tilts back, lips parted slightly. He takes in a shaky breath, groaning softly when he exhales. ]
Ohh fuck...
[ His hips rock gently against that soft, warm mouth, and it takes a lot of effort for Victor to stop himself from really thrusting. Precum drips onto Logan’s tongue, and Victor caresses Logan’s cheek in appreciation, this time with his fingers rather than his claws. ]
[ Logan purrs low in his chest, the corners of his eyes crinkling at the touches to his cheek. There's satisfaction in the weight of Victor's cock on his tongue, the feel of him filling his cheek, but more important is the way he touches him-- the way he holds himself back not to hurt him.
Logan hums, eyes half-lidded, and his hand draws lower to grip Victor's ass and push him in deeper. He exhales through his nose with each thrust, sucks when Victor pulls back, and moves his hand from the base of his cock to brush over his balls and roll them in his palm. ]
Nnh... [ His own ankles dig to the bed, clit aching as his knees lift and spread, and Logan tilts his head just enough to swallow Victor to the hilt. ]
[ Even when Logan pulls him forward, taking his full length, Victor keeps his thrusts slow and easy. Despite all their bickering and his rough attitude, he truly loves his brother, more than anything else in this world. Victor’s far from being a gentle lover, but during times like this, he wouldn’t have it any other way. ]
Jimmy...
[ His voice is softer than usual - more affectionate. Victor rests his palm on Logan’s shoulder just to be touching him as the pleasure builds. First a tightening in his lower belly that slowly spreads to his balls, making them more sensitive to his mate’s touch. He bucks his hips once. He can’t help it, and he strokes Logan’s cheek in silent apology. The knot at the base of his cock is swelling, signaling that he’s close.
Victor’s breathing becomes ragged, and soon his cock is throbbing, spilling his seed onto Logan’s tongue and down his throat. Each spurt draws a low groan from Victor. He’s close to seeing stars as he gives his mate all he can. ]
[ Victor cums and Logan shudders at the taste, the heat of him filling his mouth. He swallows before it has a chance to spill, nails gently scraping at the skin on Victor's lower back as he bucks his own hips up in instinctive want. He'd already been wet earlier-- he feels himself starting to mark the bed sheets now as he drips in pure, base desire.
He swallows it all and pulls back just enough until he's left sucking around the head of Victor's undoubtedly sensitive cock in case there's any left. Then even that is released with a wet pop, and Logan looks up at him with flushed cheeks and shining lips, his eyes bright with affection.
Breathlessly, he murmurs, ] Slut. [ Hidden in the jab is a quiet I love you, but as Logan moves to lick along Victor's shaft, there's clear proof the word applies to him, too. ]
[ Logan’s want will be satisfied soon enough. Victor just has to wait until the swelling in his knot goes down - the one negative aspect of being an Alpha in his opinion. Being tied is immensely satisfying, but having to wait after a good blowjob - or even when he wants to fuck a different hole - can be frustrating.
Little sparks of pleasure course through him as Logan continues to suck and lick even after he’s finished. The fact that he swallowed every drop just adds to the pure satisfaction he’s feeling. ]
Fuck you. [ He retorts quietly, but his expression is soft, and when he gazes down at Logan there’s a clear I love you too in his eyes.
And just so Logan knows he won’t be left unsatisfied, Victor reaches back to tease his clit with a feather light touch. ]
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His claws comb through Logan’s hair, the touch gentle for now. He trails his other hand down his brother’s back to give his ass a firm squeeze. ]
Standing in a fucking line doesn’t count as busy.
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[ Granted, cigars and beer and some other miscellaneous food items aren't exactly urgent. But Logan had already been there, and Victor already knew, and any attempts to get him home sooner was just bratty behaviour.
Then again, the feel of Victor's hand on his ass and his lips moving against his own honestly makes up for that.
Logan doesn't think about how weak that makes him. ]
Told you I wouldn't take more than an hour. [ Sucking on his mate's lip, Logan's hand pumps him steadily, his thumb brushing over the slit just as he dips his tongue into Victor's mouth. ]
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[ In fact, he’s almost sure it did. Maybe not by much, but regardless, he’s too preoccupied to look or to even care now. Logan’s mouth is pleasantly warm against his, and Victor welcomes his tongue by stroking it with his own.
As much as he wants to stay still, he can’t help thrusting into Logan’s hand. His cock is aching with need, drops of precum already beading at the tip. ]
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It's enough to get him to bring his hips down, back arched so he can rub against Victor's lower abdomen, the slight friction already making him moan.
Hushed, Logan pulls away to scrape teeth over his brother's jaw. ] You said you were gonna eat me.
[ He gives Victor's cock a squeeze at the same time he bites playfully. ]
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[ That squeeze makes him thrust harder against Logan’s hand, but as much as he’s enjoying being jerked off, he can wait a little longer to get off. Pressing his lips to Logan’s again, Victor easily flips them so he’s on top. He traces his mate’s lower lip with his tongue while he works his jeans down with one hand. Though a little reluctant, he crawls off the bed to get the rest of Logan’s clothes off.
But instead of giving his mate what he wants right away, Victor presses his lips against Logan’s inner thigh, lightly trailing his fangs along the sensitive skin. ]
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Victor... [ It's less scolding and more something of a whimper, and the sole of his foot strokes along his back.
He's not proud of himself for sounding so vulnerable. But he always does, when his alpha's concerned. ]
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It’s not long before he gets a little greedy, delving deeper with his rough, catlike tongue. ]
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He bucks his hips up as his mate's tongue pushes into him and is only partly ashamed of the whining moan that leaves his lips after. He's wet, hot, and his juices roll out of him and onto Victor's tongue the more he licks and fucks his tightening cunt. ]
Nngh, more.
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Damn, you taste good. [ He says after withdrawing his tongue, feeling slightly breathless. Before Logan can protest, Victor lightly traces his tongue over his mate’s clit, pressing just firmly enough for the rough barbs to tickle. ]
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His knees move closer for all of a moment before Logan forces them to spread apart, a soft blush colouring his cheeks and moving down his neck. ]
Victor. [ His nails scritch at Victor's scalp, applying enough pressure to be bratty about it. ] Want your fingers, too.
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He only uses one finger at first, lazily sliding it in and out of his mate in time with the strokes of his tongue. After a little while, he adds a second, listening to every little sound Logan makes as he pleasures him. ]
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But it's hard not to be noisy when Victor's fingers fuck him open, and it's even harder when every stray buck of his hips has him rubbing directly into the nubs on Victor's tongue. ]
Yeah. [ It edges up into a happy whine, Logan's fingers curling into the pillow as he rocks up. ] God, yeah--
[ Slick spills out of him and he shivers, his clit thick and hot and his cunt hugging tight around Victor's fingers. ]
Ah, I'm...
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[ Victor manages to set a rhythm even with Logan’s hips bucking upward into his touch. He caresses his mate’s clit with his rough tongue in time with the strokes of his fingers to give as much pleasure as he can. Small growls form in his throat, both out of possessiveness and want. ]
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Shit--! [ But it makes his clit more sensitive, and under the assault of Victor's tongue Logan's walls tighten around his fingers as another bit squirts out. ] Ah-hah... nn...!
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When he sits up he brings his fingers to his lips, making a show of licking away all of Logan’s fluids. ]
Mmm...
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Finally peering from behind his hand, he growls lowly at the sight of Victor's tongue catching the cum on his fingers. It has him reaching over, his foot rubbing quietly against the bulge between Victor's legs.
Logan never claimed to be patient. ]
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Thought you wanted to suck me.
[ Though at this point he’s fine with just taking Logan. Victor is planning to fuck him silly, regardless. ]
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[ But he does bring his foot along to brush over Victor's balls, before sliding back up his cock and over his belly. Then he hooks it around Victor's waist and adds just enough pressure to simulate a tug forward.
Logan's tongue wets his lips briefly, hand brushing across his own chest to indicate precisely what he wants Victor to straddle. ]
C'mere. And take your fucking pants off.
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[ There’s no bite behind those words though, and Logan earns a grunt of approval for his touch. Victor works his pants down and off, carelessly tossing them to the floor as he moves to straddle Logan’s chest.
He gently traces the line of his brother’s jaw with the tip of one of his claws, a subtle show of the affection he feels for him. ]
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And then he wraps his lips around him.
One hand keeps itself on the base of Victor's cock, Logan's tongue brushing along the underside of his head. The other settles on Victor's hip, guiding him as he starts to suck harder. ]
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Ohh fuck...
[ His hips rock gently against that soft, warm mouth, and it takes a lot of effort for Victor to stop himself from really thrusting. Precum drips onto Logan’s tongue, and Victor caresses Logan’s cheek in appreciation, this time with his fingers rather than his claws. ]
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Logan hums, eyes half-lidded, and his hand draws lower to grip Victor's ass and push him in deeper. He exhales through his nose with each thrust, sucks when Victor pulls back, and moves his hand from the base of his cock to brush over his balls and roll them in his palm. ]
Nnh... [ His own ankles dig to the bed, clit aching as his knees lift and spread, and Logan tilts his head just enough to swallow Victor to the hilt. ]
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Jimmy...
[ His voice is softer than usual - more affectionate. Victor rests his palm on Logan’s shoulder just to be touching him as the pleasure builds. First a tightening in his lower belly that slowly spreads to his balls, making them more sensitive to his mate’s touch. He bucks his hips once. He can’t help it, and he strokes Logan’s cheek in silent apology. The knot at the base of his cock is swelling, signaling that he’s close.
Victor’s breathing becomes ragged, and soon his cock is throbbing, spilling his seed onto Logan’s tongue and down his throat. Each spurt draws a low groan from Victor. He’s close to seeing stars as he gives his mate all he can. ]
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He swallows it all and pulls back just enough until he's left sucking around the head of Victor's undoubtedly sensitive cock in case there's any left. Then even that is released with a wet pop, and Logan looks up at him with flushed cheeks and shining lips, his eyes bright with affection.
Breathlessly, he murmurs, ] Slut. [ Hidden in the jab is a quiet I love you, but as Logan moves to lick along Victor's shaft, there's clear proof the word applies to him, too. ]
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Little sparks of pleasure course through him as Logan continues to suck and lick even after he’s finished. The fact that he swallowed every drop just adds to the pure satisfaction he’s feeling. ]
Fuck you. [ He retorts quietly, but his expression is soft, and when he gazes down at Logan there’s a clear I love you too in his eyes.
And just so Logan knows he won’t be left unsatisfied, Victor reaches back to tease his clit with a feather light touch. ]
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