WARNING: Heavy NSFW scenes ahead. Read at your own risk.
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His eyes widened at the sudden action.
The slight pain of his skin being penetrated by the vampire's fangs made him flinch but he also shuddered due to Ciaran's manhood pushing up to the hilt in the same time he had bitten.
"F-Fenrir..." Pier groaned as Ciaran was completely covering him on top. The man's weight was coming down on him and Pier could feel Ciaran's eagerness as he bit further and rested his shaft inside Pier's hilt.
A second, a minute, a few moments had passed and the vampire king was still quiet as he laid on top of Pier.
Quite unresponsive despite the younger man's calls to his name, Pier somehow became worried.
But his worries soon disappeared when the man started to lap his neck with his wet tongue.
"You're so sweet, Pier." Ciaran thrusted and Pier fisted the sheets underneath him.
No matter how much they did it, when Ciaran stops moving inside of him for a few days, the next time they would do it feels like it was the first considering how big Ciaran was.
"As expected of my love, you are the best." He growled in Pier's ear and thrusted deep again. The tip of his shaft reaching walls he hasn't explored before. The length of his manhood was continuously rubbing against Pier's prostate making the man underneath him moan in complete ecstasy.
It was the same for Ciaran too.
Pier's warm and velvety walls were enclosing around him so much that despite his lightheadedness due to the marking, he still could get wild at the pleasure.
"C-Ciaran- Ah!" Pier groaned when Ciaran's long and hard thrusts became short yet quick. The manhood caressing his insides and making sure he felt how hard Ciaran was.
"I think I can no longer hold back, my love. I'm completely yours now." Ciaran smirked as he claimed Pier's lips again.
He liked this position.
Pier's legs on either side of him as he rested in between. His shaft penetrating Pier's entrance harshly and making the white-haired king shudder in euphoria.
He can see every reaction the man underneath him make. Ciaran wanted to see each and every expression Pier would do whenever his hard cock would thrust further.
And he was being granted with what he wanted.
Pier's erotic expression that only him can see was displayed openly without any restraints. The sharp breaths that come out of the man's mouth whenever Ciaran pushed deep was driving him crazy.
The occasional whimpers when he does not spare his own self with restraint was making Ciaran's excitement skyrocket.
"S-Slow down, F-Fenr... hnngh..." Pier could not complete his name and Ciaran did slow down.
He went back into the long and hard thrusts he did earlier. Each movement would send a slapping noise echoing inside the old room they were in.
"You're very beautiful, my love." He spoke breathlessly and pounded Pier with his hard shaft.
"I'd like to see this every day, Pier." He chuckled and thrusted inside again. The squelching noises that were produced from his pre-cum starting to fill Pier's insides were heightening their senses and at the same time, maximizing the pleasure they both could feel.
"I'm completely yours, my love." He embraced Pier and rested his head on the man's neck right beside the spot where he had bitten.
There were two prominent deep marks that could be seen but it was starting to heal.
'I want to lick the mark.' He decided what he wanted to do and started lapping Pier's skin.
"F-Fenrir... haah..." Pier breathed at the sensation of Ciaran's weight on him with the thrusts still sending him into the world of pleasure.
It was constant yet alternating.
Ciaran would switch from the short quick thrusts into the long hard ones and it was driving him mad.
The continuous spasms of the unquenchable thirst coursing through his body were being created as the vampire king continued to enter him like there was no tomorrow.
Ciaran went back to kiss Pier's lips and they both engaged in a sinful and passionate make out. The ardent caress of the vampire's tongue on Pier's remained consistent and he was taking his time tasting Pier's lips.
He bit on the lower portion and slightly sucked on it.
'He's so sweet. I want to kiss him more.' Ciaran thought and did as he pleased. His hands went to hold his weight on either side of the blue-eyed king's shoulders as he licked the man's lips.
"Wrap your arms around my neck, Pier." He growled as Ciaran was not satisfied by their proximity. He wanted to feel their skins touching and their bodies entangled on the bed.
He wanted to feel every inch of Pier's body and he felt like he would be crazy if he doesn't make that happen.
Pier did as he was told and placed one of his arms on top of Ciaran's shoulders and he fisted the man's hair while another arm went to caress Ciaran's well-defined stomach.
"Do... Do you like kissing that much?" Pier asked in amusement when Ciaran did not cease to make out with him and the man on top of him shamelessly nodded his head.
"Kissing you is the best part of my everyday life." Ciaran admitted and went to claim his lips again.
His shaft continued to penetrate Pier from behind and pleasure the both of them.
"Look at my cock entering you quite easily, Pier." Ciaran commented and their gazes went to what's happening down under.
Indeed, they could see Ciaran's shaft entering back and forth from being inside Pier and the man underneath blushed.
"Stop speaking like that." Pier shied away but Ciaran's eyes glowed when he saw the expression.
Pier was shy when it comes to dirty talking and he wanted to provoke the white-haired man more.
"What do you mean? I'm just penetrating your ass with my hard shaft." He chuckled and Pier's face reddened even more.
"F-Fenrir..." Pier mewled out and that seems to have sparked something inside of him as Ciaran stopped thrusting for a moment.
"Fuck. Fuck." He cursed multiple times.
"Let me fuck you until we both pass out." He growled in his ear and continued to penetrate Pier.
This time, it was faster and deeper.
Pier instantly became a moaning mess once Ciaran started to pound him harder.
"I want to fill you with my cum, Pier." Ciaran breathed as he thrusted themselves into oblivion.
"F-Fenrir..." Pier spoke once more before his own shaft started to produce his release.
Ciaran gave him a lopsided grin knowing he made Pier cum without him touching the younger man's shaft.
"I'm coming too, love." He kissed Pier and bit his lower lip.
Faster and faster until Ciaran's member continued to throb in the hot surroundings.
"Ah..." He groaned in pleasure when his manhood pulsed for a few times before he shot his load inside Pier's ass.
It wasn't a small amount to say the least.
Ciaran continued to have his release inside Pier for a few more seconds and it was driving the man underneath him to the edge.
"Were you that pent up?" Pier asked almost in a breathless state and Ciaran smiled before pecking his lips.
"I'm always pent up when I cannot touch you even for a second." He confessed before slowly removing his still hard shaft inside Pier.
The erotic and lewd noise of his shaft gliding inside Pier was heard and the younger man blushed at the sensation.
He was sensitive after their first release and Pier could still feel Ciaran's hardness poking him again as the vampire kissed his neck.
"Pier, my fated pair. My love." Ciaran spoke as the aftermath of his release still coursed his body.
Pier was perfect in any way.
The man's soft skin was very much enjoyable to suck on and Pier's lips were just perfect for him to play with his owns.
Pier caressed Ciaran's cheeks and the vampire king instinctively leaned into the touch. Pier's long and slender fingers grazed across his lips and he inserted a few of them inside his mouth.
Ciaran sensually sucked on them as he wanted to give Pier pleasure despite them still shivering from their initial release.
"You're acting like a total horndog, Ciaran." Pier commented with amusement and Ciaran raised his eyebrow at the statement.
"Horndog?" He questioned and Pier chuckled before pushing him from being on top of him and Ciaran plopped into the side of the bed.
"Yes, you're a horndog who doesn't know when to stop himself." Pier motioned the man to move in the center of the bed and another flame of desire ignited Ciaran's chest.
"You should know when to stop." Pier looked down on him and Ciaran shuddered at how erotic Pier looked.
The dark surrounding was adding to the allure he possessed. He seems to be glowing as he got on top of the man and Ciaran's shaft rubbed the crevice of his cheeks.
"I apologize." He smirked and leaned half of his body on the bed's headboard while his hands went to caress Pier's waist.
"Do it again." Pier instructed; grinding his hips on Ciaran's member making the man groan in pleasure.
"I... apologize." Ciaran could not focus because he was too busy getting excited and turned on with how Pier was controlling him.
"Hmmm... not quite enough." Pier removed himself on top of Ciaran making the older man produce a sound of dismay.
"Stay there." And Ciaran did as he was told.
He patiently laid on the bed with his upper body leaning on the headboard while he watched as Pier rummaged on the drawer beside them.
"W-What are you looking for, Pier?" He asked and Ciaran was surprised at his stuttering.
He was too excited with Pier taking control.
The white-haired man did not respond and continued to look for something in the drawer.
His eyebrows raised when he found what he was looking for and a smile made its way on his face.
"Pier- oh..." Ciaran's eyebrows raised when he saw the thing Pier was holding.
His chest pounded faster and Ciaran itched to have his arms around Pier's waist again.
Good thing the man indeed went back to climb on top of him.
Pier grabbed Ciaran's left arm and he proceeded to tie it with the strip of cloth he got from the drawer into the corresponding bed post. Just like the other arm, Pier tied the man's right arm on the right bed post.
"Pier?" Ciaran asked in uncertainty when he felt the strong binds not allowing him to have his hands on Pier's body.
"Ciaran." Pier called his name and the green-eyed king watched as Pier gently swept his fingers through his hair. The white locks making way for the slender fingers he loved to suck on.
That alone was enough to set Ciaran's spirit ablaze. His shaft hardened even more and it moved while standing in its glory.
"Excited?" Pier asked him and Ciaran nodded his head.
"That's tough." This time, he was the one who smirked. Pier did not bother doing anything with Ciaran.
Instead, he started to caress his neck with his hands and it he closed his eyes in pleasure.
"Pier..." Ciaran was having a hard time controlling himself. He tried to pull the strips of cloth binding his hands but Pier spoke otherwise.
"If you break the binds tying your arm on the bedposts until I remove them, consider yourself practicing sexual abstinence for the next month."
Ciaran's eyes widened when he heard Pier's words.
Him? Being abstained from pleasure if he were to snap the strings of cloth?
Not having sex with the gorgeous man on top of him? For a month?
No, Ciaran could not let that happen.
He was already desperate enough to beg on his knees when they do not touch each other for days. Yet a month?
Ciaran could not do anything but nod his head at the instructions Pier gave him.
"Heh." Pier smiled in an amused manner and continued to graze his fingers on his body. From his neck, down to his collarbones, and down to his abs.
Ciaran watched with hungry eyes as Pier leaned his head back in pleasure at his own hands grazing over his body.
He wanted to do that. He desired to have his hands on Pier's body and cherish every part of the wonderful skin.
Ciaran unconsciously growled when Pier's hands encircled on his shaft.
"Ah.... hmmm..." Pier moaned when he started to pump his member on top of Ciaran.
The sounds of pleasure were affecting the other man below him in such a way that Ciaran had to pull the final restraints on his body to snap the strings of cloth.
Pier continued to pleasure himself on top of Ciaran and the vampire king could only watch as pre-cum dribbled down from the tip of Pier's manhood and on to his porcelain skin.
"F-Fenrir... haah..." Pier breathed hard when Ciaran started to thrust his member on his bottom but he wasn't having any of it.
"Behave, Ciaran." Pier smirked when the golden glow on Ciaran's eyes became more prominent at the command.
"Pier... let me have you..." He spoke weakly with his head hung low.
It wasn't even ten minutes after Pier tied his hands but Ciaran was already a begging mess underneath Pier.
"No can do." Pier chuckled and this time, he leaned his body on Ciaran's chest and arched his back.
"Pier..." Ciaran tried to kiss him but he swerved his face to avoid the man's lips.
Not yet.
But this time, Ciaran was about to face a greater calamity when Pier's fingers started to graze over his own entrance.
Ciaran took a deep breath at the sight. He couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Pier pleasuring himself from behind while on top of him.
'I want to be inside him.' He thought while gritting his teeth but Pier wasn't letting him.
'I want to be inside my love.' His hands shook and the restraints binding his arm started to quiver at the force.
Of course, if he wanted to, he can easily snap them without much thought.
But Pier would punish him with abstinence for a month if he were to do so.
"Mhmm... A-Ah..." Pier moaned when his fingers started to go inside of him and it was driving Ciaran to the edge.
He badly wanted to thrust inside of Pier right now.
How long would it be? A few minutes? He did not know.
But Ciaran was trying his best to contain himself.
"Hmmm... Fenrir... hnnghh..." Pier's moans of pleasure were reverberating in his ear. There was no option left.
Ciaran lifted his head and stared directly in the man's eyes.
Pier's gaze returned his look and they both were locked in a staring contest.
But they both were conveying different messages with how they looked.
Ciaran was pleading while Pier was having fun.
"Pier..." He breathed hard when his shaft still did not enter Pier.
"Mhmm... I-I can't have my release yet." Pier spoke to himself and Ciaran's eyes darkened for a second.
He almost lost control.
"Fenrir." He called and the man attentively listened.
"Do you want to be inside me?" He asked and Ciaran nodded his head.
"I want to be inside you so bad, Pier." His lips were upturned and he looked really desperate.
"What do I have to do for you to allow me inside of you?" He asked and Pier thought about the conditions.
"Beg."
"H-Huh.." Ciaran stuttered without him even knowing.
Beg.
That was the command.
He needed to beg in order to be inside Pier.
"Beg until I change my mind." Pier smiled sensually and his hands went to encircle around Ciaran's member. The shaft throbbed a few times at the cold touch.
"P-Please... haah..." He started to speak.
"Please... let... let me be inside you, Pier." Ciaran breathed hard as sweat was forming on his forehead from the ultimate restraint.
Never in his years of being alive did he do so much restrain from doing something.
"Pier, please let me fuck you." He begged and Pier was highly amused with Ciaran's control.
Ten seconds
Twenty seconds
Thirty seconds
Forty seconds
Fifty seconds
The final minute was about to come with Ciaran speaking about his plead and his restraints finally coming to an end.
"Pier..." He lowered his head because any moment from now on, he would definitely snap his control along with the strips of clothing.
Pier chuckled when he saw the mess Ciaran was in.
He started to undo the binds holding Ciaran's arm and the man's hands immediately went on his hips.
"Good boy." Pier whispered in his ear and Ciaran nodded his head in relief.
His hands were shaking as he gently massaged Pier's waist and this time, he was able to get the reaction he wanted. The white-haired king moaned in pleasure.
"T-Thank you, my love." Ciaran spoke.
"Let me do it for you." Pier positioned Ciaran's shaft on his entrance before the tip started to go in.
Slowly until Ciaran's full length was inside Pier.
"Do it slowly, my love." This time, Pier was the one who called him with the endearment and Ciaran's entire body shivered at how it sounded.
'My love. He called me 'my love'.' His breathing started to get rugged and unconsciously, a teardrop fell from the corner of his eyes.
"You cried again?" Pier asked in disbelief but Ciaran shook his head.
He did not respond anymore and just thrusted his hips upward catching Pier off guard.
They both moved sensually. His hands were on Pier's waist while the latter's arms were wrapped around his shoulders.
Pier seductively started moving on top of him and Ciaran's shaft thrusted further in.
Unable to contain himself, Ciaran embraced Pier fully and his mouth started to tease the other's pecs. He bit on the nipples while Pier's hand went to grasp his hair in pleasure.
"You like my body that much?" Pier asked with his rugged breath.
"Very much." Ciaran responded.
The room was once more filled with the sound of skin slapping each other. Their hot love making continued until the next day and neither left the vampire prince's old room unless Ciaran had to get some food for them.
Ciaran made sure that Pier never left his bed without his insides being filled by the vampire's own essence.