[ The smack stings and Logan's prick twitches because of it. ] It's not my faul--! [ Cut off by the sudden jerk of Sidurgu's body and the absolutely filthy rub of his cock against his walls, Logan gasps, loud and breathless. It's almost embarrassing how close he is just being this full, embarrassing how he leaks and bites his lip against a whimper, but two hands settle on Sidurgu's shoulders as his body adjusts around him.
The healing factor doesn't keep him loose enough, but Logan starts to squirm in impatience, fingers curling into Sidurgu's skin and gripping tight as he bucks his hips and starts to ride his cock in shallow, sweeping motions. ]
Fuck-- [ He's so wet inside already, and Sidurgu is so big, and Logan's nails scrape like stinging bites over his flesh as they drag pink lines over pale skin. His muscles relax with the continuous friction, still tight but not quite unbearable, and he nicks his nails over the scales on Sidurgu's clavicle as the other hand settles properly at the side of his neck. ] Fu-uck.
You're the one who wanted this-- [is the Au Ra's answering growl as he jerks his hips again, so strong that he jars even himself and makes spots appear in his vision.
Spots that he blinks away, because he needs full awareness for this one activity. Logan is already uncooperative, squeezing him like he wants to milk Sidurgu for all he's worth-- he'll need everything he has to just keep moving.
Sidurgu grasps a hip with one hand, holding so tight he is threatening to leave such deep bruises, and the other hand pushes down at Logan, gripping his shoulder and shoving his upper half down on the ground and practically lifting his arse up into the air. And he's not gentle with his thrusts, dragging himself back out so slowly that even he feels pained at the pace, before shoving himself back in without any care for the body beneath himself.
[ If Logan expected anything, it wasn't the way his shoulder was slammed down and his ass was pulled up. If he expected anything, it wasn't the way Sidurgu's cock pushed back into him with all the strength, the power, of a god damn punishing hand.
Most of all, he didn't expect to cry out as loud as he does now for it.
The angle is impossible, straining Logan's back and hurting his shoulders as he pushes deeper into the dirt, and still he takes it, aches for it, his cock spilling thick drips of pre-come over his already-stained belly. ]
Sid, [ there's a hard smack of Sidurgu's pelvis against his ass, the force of it making Logan whine, and even as his muscle tears and repairs with every forceful thrust, eventually his body picks up on the intrusion as somewhat permanent-- makes it so his hole is looser, easier to take and claim ] Jesus, ah, Sid--!
[ Again and again and again, and Logan's eyes shut tight as he cries wordlessly into the air, his head thrown back and one hand digging hard into the dirt beneath him, staining brown under his nails. ]
Close-- [ His cock throbs dangerously, toes curled hard as the friction drives him up a wall. Logan's voice rises in pitch, in volume, and he shudders hard. ] Christ, [ whine ] please, [ whine ] please...!
[Logan sounds like he's dying. But is he going to die if he doesn't reach completion, or is he going to die when he reaches it?
Gods, Sidurgu wants to find out.]
Come on-- [He throws himself bodily into this, using all of his hard-won strength into fucking this one pliant body underneath him that even his dark magic starts leaking out of his skin, out his mouth. It fuels his movements even more, making his thrusts stronger.
Who knew you could use the flame in the abyss for this?]
[ Sidurgu sounds like he could destroy him with words alone.
Logan comes with a breathless, high-pitched cry of his name.
It spills over his belly and chest, thick and hot, his walls clamping over Sidurgu's prick as he continues to slam and use him mercilessly. Logan's head turns sharply to the side, crying out as every subsequent thrust pushes more come out the tip of his dick, more and more until a veritable puddle is evident on his skin.
His healing factor has his breath hitching as his cock twitches, recovers, and his body shudders at the feeling. Still, post-orgasm leaves him a sensitive, trembling mess, his arm lifting to cover his eyes as his muscles tremble and his hips rock, furious and erratic. ]
[As a young man, Sidurgu doesn't take long himself. He comes with a roar in contrast to Logan's high whining, slamming once so deep he thinks he can hear metal creak, filling the Hyur with hot seed, though not for long.
It just leaks right out of Logan with nowhere else inside him to go-- all the space has been taken up by Au Ra cock, still massive even when softening. Sidurgu can smell all of it, and he scowls even in his slumped position over Logan.
Wont take him too long to recover, but he doesn't have a ridiculous healing factor to fallback on, just his youth.]
[ His mind's more or less been reduced to white noise, belly like hot lead at the feel of all Sidurgu's mess inside of him. It doesn't stay, naturally, sliding and dripping out whenever the Au Ra moves, but the acute feeling of all that wetness spilling down his ass and lower back where he's still lifted just makes him groan and make some greedy circle of his hips, squeezing around the flesh buried in him (with no success, naturally).
Being fucked and marked and feeling the sweet satiation of it has Logan reaching out with one hand, fingertips grazing the scales on Sidurgu's face. ] C'mere. [ Because he wants to kiss him, to feel him close-- wants to taste as acutely as he can smell. ]
[Soft, squishy feelings are disgusting. Feeling like he's turning into pudding is possibly the worst thing about sex (except not, but he's never taken too well to having less than full functionality of his body). It's why he's so hesitant about giving into Logan's unspoken demand for more closeness, baring his teeth when Logan's fingers come to the scales along the bridge of his nose.]
What. [His voice is likely sharper than it should be.
But he's heating up again, the sparks of dark magic settling against Sidurgu's skin and smelling more and more like the coppery tang of blood. He hasn't lost control over his magic since he was a child. His hunger still has not been sated and he rolls his hips once to test just how hard he is, how loose Logan is.]
[ He would've answered if he could, but the press of flesh in him has his body seizing up a little instead, his toes curling pleasantly in response. The hand on Sidurgu's face falls away, brushing instead over his chest and settling there.
The smell of blood doesn't bother him, not really. If anything, it makes the whole situation that much more.
Logan swallows in a dry click of his throat. He hooks one leg up around Sidurgu's waist to draw him closer, and without a word circles his hips slowly.
Needless to say, his prick taps against his belly once more with renewed want.
What-- you want more. [Sidurgu's hands tighten around Logan's hips, bruising them and refusing to let go. Let Logan feel how tight they are, how strong the Au Ra is.
How easily he can break the Hyur now that he knows he absolutely can.
His body flush against Logan's now, the heat from both their bodies is nearly unbearable, especially when Sidurgu's dark magic is running amok and making his body even warmer. Dark magic is a bloody sort of magic, and Sidurgu feels like he has the temperature of two people rather than one.
Or running a fever. Either or.
One of his hands now comes up to grab Logan by the throat, firm enough to leave indents on his skin.]
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The healing factor doesn't keep him loose enough, but Logan starts to squirm in impatience, fingers curling into Sidurgu's skin and gripping tight as he bucks his hips and starts to ride his cock in shallow, sweeping motions. ]
Fuck-- [ He's so wet inside already, and Sidurgu is so big, and Logan's nails scrape like stinging bites over his flesh as they drag pink lines over pale skin. His muscles relax with the continuous friction, still tight but not quite unbearable, and he nicks his nails over the scales on Sidurgu's clavicle as the other hand settles properly at the side of his neck. ] Fu-uck.
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Spots that he blinks away, because he needs full awareness for this one activity. Logan is already uncooperative, squeezing him like he wants to milk Sidurgu for all he's worth-- he'll need everything he has to just keep moving.
Sidurgu grasps a hip with one hand, holding so tight he is threatening to leave such deep bruises, and the other hand pushes down at Logan, gripping his shoulder and shoving his upper half down on the ground and practically lifting his arse up into the air. And he's not gentle with his thrusts, dragging himself back out so slowly that even he feels pained at the pace, before shoving himself back in without any care for the body beneath himself.
Over and over again.]
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Most of all, he didn't expect to cry out as loud as he does now for it.
The angle is impossible, straining Logan's back and hurting his shoulders as he pushes deeper into the dirt, and still he takes it, aches for it, his cock spilling thick drips of pre-come over his already-stained belly. ]
Sid, [ there's a hard smack of Sidurgu's pelvis against his ass, the force of it making Logan whine, and even as his muscle tears and repairs with every forceful thrust, eventually his body picks up on the intrusion as somewhat permanent-- makes it so his hole is looser, easier to take and claim ] Jesus, ah, Sid--!
[ Again and again and again, and Logan's eyes shut tight as he cries wordlessly into the air, his head thrown back and one hand digging hard into the dirt beneath him, staining brown under his nails. ]
Close-- [ His cock throbs dangerously, toes curled hard as the friction drives him up a wall. Logan's voice rises in pitch, in volume, and he shudders hard. ] Christ, [ whine ] please, [ whine ] please...!
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Gods, Sidurgu wants to find out.]
Come on-- [He throws himself bodily into this, using all of his hard-won strength into fucking this one pliant body underneath him that even his dark magic starts leaking out of his skin, out his mouth. It fuels his movements even more, making his thrusts stronger.
Who knew you could use the flame in the abyss for this?]
Do it.
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Logan comes with a breathless, high-pitched cry of his name.
It spills over his belly and chest, thick and hot, his walls clamping over Sidurgu's prick as he continues to slam and use him mercilessly. Logan's head turns sharply to the side, crying out as every subsequent thrust pushes more come out the tip of his dick, more and more until a veritable puddle is evident on his skin.
His healing factor has his breath hitching as his cock twitches, recovers, and his body shudders at the feeling. Still, post-orgasm leaves him a sensitive, trembling mess, his arm lifting to cover his eyes as his muscles tremble and his hips rock, furious and erratic. ]
Fuck, fuck Sid, ah--
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It just leaks right out of Logan with nowhere else inside him to go-- all the space has been taken up by Au Ra cock, still massive even when softening. Sidurgu can smell all of it, and he scowls even in his slumped position over Logan.
Wont take him too long to recover, but he doesn't have a ridiculous healing factor to fallback on, just his youth.]
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Being fucked and marked and feeling the sweet satiation of it has Logan reaching out with one hand, fingertips grazing the scales on Sidurgu's face. ] C'mere. [ Because he wants to kiss him, to feel him close-- wants to taste as acutely as he can smell. ]
Sid. [ It's a breathy, soft sigh. ]
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[Soft, squishy feelings are disgusting. Feeling like he's turning into pudding is possibly the worst thing about sex (except not, but he's never taken too well to having less than full functionality of his body). It's why he's so hesitant about giving into Logan's unspoken demand for more closeness, baring his teeth when Logan's fingers come to the scales along the bridge of his nose.]
What. [His voice is likely sharper than it should be.
But he's heating up again, the sparks of dark magic settling against Sidurgu's skin and smelling more and more like the coppery tang of blood. He hasn't lost control over his magic since he was a child. His hunger still has not been sated and he rolls his hips once to test just how hard he is, how loose Logan is.]
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The smell of blood doesn't bother him, not really. If anything, it makes the whole situation that much more.
Logan swallows in a dry click of his throat. He hooks one leg up around Sidurgu's waist to draw him closer, and without a word circles his hips slowly.
Needless to say, his prick taps against his belly once more with renewed want.
He's a cheater. ]
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How easily he can break the Hyur now that he knows he absolutely can.
His body flush against Logan's now, the heat from both their bodies is nearly unbearable, especially when Sidurgu's dark magic is running amok and making his body even warmer. Dark magic is a bloody sort of magic, and Sidurgu feels like he has the temperature of two people rather than one.
Or running a fever. Either or.
One of his hands now comes up to grab Logan by the throat, firm enough to leave indents on his skin.]
Come on, use your bloody words.