[There's something else, something more. The instincts he's barely aware of have been waiting for this, and when he feels it nudging at his entrance he can only nod fervently and grasp Lorenzo's shoulders with his claws, pulling him closer.]
Don't you stop now.
[He doesn't care...no, he wants it. The hair on his arms has grown thicker too, a little more spreading across his chest. He understands on a deep level what's about to happen, and there are probably good reasons to be concerned, but he can't think of any right now when he simply wants so deeply.]
[There's a hitched gasp when Lighter was grabbed so suddenly. And his eyes went wide when he was given that demand do not stop. So much so that he couldn't help but stop for a second.
Because... good lord in heaven.]
That's fucking hot.
[And he went in for a completely filthy but short kiss. Short solely because he wanted to hear Maxima take the rest of him.
More hair formed around his chest and his voice took on a feral edge as he pushed all the way in. As he pushed the knot in.]
Fuck!! [If there was a single thread of restraint left in Lorenzo it was completely gone in that moment. He's lifted both of Maxima's thighs now, gripping them hard pulling the man down slightly to have him in a position to fuck harder. He couldn't pull out, not that he knew that, but it didn't matter as he was grinding at a breakneck pace inside.]
[He throws his head back and moans loudly as he feels his body stretch around the knot at the base of Lighter's cock. And then he's being pulled, spread, shifted until he's practically bent in half, and that's going to upset his hips tomorrow but tonight he does not care so long as it lets the cock inside him drive even deeper, bullying directly against his prostate with every shifting movement. His own length is leaking obscenely as it bounces against his stomach, but his claws in the other's back are too vital to spare any attention to touch himself, and that's not going to matter soon anyway.]
C-close, I'm- oh, don't stop don't stop, need you, come inside, please-!
[He can feel his body beginning to tighten, treading the edge, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. The instinctive desire to be filled with his lover's seed is too overwhelming to be satisfied by anything else.]
[Lorenzo would love to do so much more. Take that dripping cock into his mouth, suck up everything that comes out. Pull that hair so more of that beautiful neck is exposed for branding. Utter so much filthy, filthy praise for how Maxima looks right now. Take a picture to never forget and take with him in alone time.
None of which he was focused on, concentrating solely railing into Maxima and how his vision blurred at so wonderfully tight he felt around the knot.
He couldn't even get words out, just growls and barks and claws digging into thighs the same way trails were made along his back.
Inside, inside. There was no where else for it to do. He would fill this man up so good, so good, so good.]
A-Aahh--!
[His grinding faltered as he approached the edge. And as he passed the threshold, he howled. Half from his own voice, half that of a full blown wolf. He spilled and spilled and spilled inside of Maxima. It was longer than a moment, it was several. A few more pumps needed inside before he was sated and locked deep. But he wouldn't stop until he watched his lover reach that climax too.]
[It's so hot, inside and out. There's nothing left of him now except good and full and the searing, overwhelming pleasure of being mercilessly taken and filled. The answering howl from his own throat sounds almost like a stranger, as his muscles tense and bear down, squeezing the knot inside him for all he's worth. And then he's coming too, ecstasy rising up in answer until he's shaking with it, thick fluid splashing in jets up his belly, a few all the way up to his chest.
It feels endless, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling across his skin as his cries fade back into needy moans. They're still locked together, and while he's very gradually regaining a little clarity as opposed to the wild need that had overtaken him, his mind still seems fuzzy and half-present. As if he's still ready for more despite having gotten fucked better than he ever has in his life.]
You still...smell so good. [He brings a hand up to cup Lighter's face, and seems startled by the sight of his own claws.] Ah...I didn't...hurt you, did I...?
[Clarity had to claw its way through. He released so much but still felt the energized rumbling under his skin. But it was enough to remember how to speak. How to breathe, even if they came out heavy and visible and toothy.
Still as he laid on top of Maxima, he leaned against that hand and turned his head to rub his nose into it.]
So do you. [Even better now. It would get him going again after not too long.]
No... not in any way I didn't want. [Said with a side smile, biting his lip. Speaking of biting, though.]
'Should ask you that... I'm the one that bit you that hard... [To say nothing of the state of the man's thighs.]
[His other hand rubs idly at the mark on his neck. Touching it stings a little, but there's a satisfying warmth in his chest, too.]
...I asked for it. I think. ...Perhaps not in so many words, but...
[He's sorting through the fog. It's difficult not to slip back under when Lighter is so hot, still tied inside him, still smelling so good and calming. He'd definitely be more agitated about his own sudden desire for werewolf sex if that scent wasn't there telling him this is right.]
...It's something about werewolves, isn't it? We're nearing the full moon, but I haven't had this happen before...
[He still couldn't resist, leaning into the crook of that neck again and nosing at it while the whispers of a growl resurface. God, this smell... this smell was everything right now.]
Mh... something like that. 'Never had this happen either...
[Granted, Lighter's only been a werewolf for like a month or two tops. Habitually he moved to pull out of Maxima.
... only to tremble from head to tail at the slightest touch to the knot. And realize he couldn't pull out.]
[Though he was going slow before too. He tried even slower, more carefully but all that did was rip another moan out of him, throwing his head back in unexpected pleasure and exposing his neck.]
[That moan is turning him on again, making the ache and burn more pleasurable than painful. He leans upward instinctively, suddenly itching for a taste of Lighter's neck in return for the mark on his own.]
Oh, we're not done yet, are we?
[The heat and craving is less urgent this time, but still a hunger spurring him onward. He guides them closer despite the awkward angle and manages to sink his teeth into the base of Lighter's neck...the scarf might cover that, if he doesn't fidget with it too much.]
[There's another sharp moan, though mixed with a bark, when Maxima bit into him. A rush of heat like the Fire magic so prominent this month rushed through Lorenzo giving him a proper second wind and then some. It hurt, certainly. But it hurt beautifully.]
Hahh... No. Not by a long shot.
[Said with a strong tug of Maxima's hair to expose that neck again, then finding another spot to mark with his teeth. This wasn't as deep, but it was enough to satisfy. After doing that, he leaned backwards a little with a smirk a little more fitting for him. But in his eyes there was still a hint of that ferocity.]
He doesn't need to be told twice, not with Lighter's fist in his hair and the burn of teeth in his neck again. With a low growl of his own, he pushes his lover's shoulders further back until he's on top. A roll of his hips to test their connection leaves him gasping softly at the friction, the movement.]
I'd imagined getting on my knees for you. Not quite like this...
[But the advantage of his long legs is that he basically is on his knees, now, giving him some very useful leverage. He rises up just far enough to put more pressure on the knot inside him before settling down again with a satisfied groan.]
[Another full body tremble was the response to that. The fog was making its way back into Lorenzo's mind. Arousal, the tightness of the knot inside of Maxima, how was he supposed to keep it back?]
Mhhn... Still got time. I'd love to... ahh... see what your mouth looks like 'round my cock...
[He was speaking at least, albeit saying every dirty comment he wanted to earlier. He was still half turned but maybe he'd gotten used to it enough to use his words.]
Still get a good show like this... [Said with one hand roughly guiding Maxima's hips and the other taking his cock.] Harder. 'M not done...
[But he's been given an instruction, and now that he has his balance he's only too eager to carry it out. He lifts his hips again, pushing the limits of how far he can go before the knot is too much, and then slams back down on Lighter's cock with a cry. And again, faster this time, and again, finding a quick rhythm that's guaranteed to drive them both to the brink of madness.]
Haah...oh fuck, that's...I want to feel you...as deep as I can go...
Ngh, yeah... get me real deep... lemme fill that sweet ass up.
[It was already full, but it wasn't enough. It needed to be more. He needed to fill more, fill until it was seeping around his knot. Every shift and bounce and tiniest second of pressure around it made him lose more and more words. More and more sense of what he was saying at all.
It was a wonder how he was managing to jerk Maxima off and help his hips down, but it all became muscle memory... no, instinct. Primal urges. He wouldn't mind if Maxima came so hard he dirtied Lorenzo's face with it.]
Coming... 'm coming, I'm-- Ahh--!
[Another howl as he shot his load inside, hot and heavy. If his lover wasn't full to the brim by this point, he certainly was now...]
[With how full he already is, he can feel every bit of it, the way his body strains and flutters as if trying to keep it all in, but there's more than he can handle. And it's the feeling of cum leaking out around the knot that pushes him over the edge, the sheer awareness that he's as full and claimed as he can possibly be that does something primal to the instincts that are running the show.]
Yes-!
[He throws his head back with another howl as he hits his own climax, thick splashes of fluid liberally striping over Lighter's belly and chest, and even a little bit as far as his chin. The aftermath leaves him trembling, breathless and wordless, bent forward over his lover's body.]
[Yes... yes, exactly what he wanted. Everything he wanted and more, both of them just filthy with each other's fluid, Maxima's on his stomach and chest. And on his hand own hand that he would have licked off if his limbs didn't feel like jello right now.
Lighter finally felt closer to sated. That incessant thrumming under his skin settled a lot more and he could breathe. It was still present, but not deafening. His cleaner hand moved to Maxima's ears to scratch at while they both remembered how to breathe evenly.
He kissed lazily wherever he could reach and when he spoke it was an exhausted purr.]
Good... gonna be feeling it myself... you did a number on me.
[Said with a smile of his own like it was just so very perfect. Maybe much later he'd wonder what in the blue hell came over him, but right now this afterglow is way too good. His tail was swishing underneath him and his body was as much fur as it was skin.
He turned a lot more during that bout than he realized, it seems. Not that he cared while he just let this moment linger for a long while.
He didn't keep track of how long before he had a thought.]
We oughta clean up, huh? ["We" specifically.]
Let me try... O-Oh shit--!
[Pulling out, he was doing to say. And it was a struggle but laying there knotted for a while made it loosen only barely enough to pull out with a damn right lewd sound from his body and his bark.]
[They're going to take ibuprofen together, that was for certain. But despite having jello legs right now, Lighter got up from the bed while also pulling one side of the sheet off to help Maxima out. He'll return that kiss as well and give his ass a good squeeze before carefully heading into the bathroom.
In the mirror he stopped to admire what marks Maxima left. Of the ones he could see anyway, he could only feel the stinging on his back. He'll think of the consequences of their actions (no longer being lowkey now) later, for now he let out an impressed whistle.]
Damn. [Words were still kind of hard for him but whenever Maxima joined him there was a cheeky smile on his face. And a sudden awareness of how that restless thrumming was still present within him.]
[Once the sheets are bundled up for the laundry, he is quickly following Lighter into the bathroom. The mirror presents a very distinct image, but he isn't ready yet to follow up that thought with wondering about other people's eyes. For now, it's still just them.
He grins back at Lighter and moves in to kiss him again. Their scents are all over each other now, and that seems to calm down whatever it is that was driving them so wild earlier, but he still smells good.]
I'm glad these rooms are so spacious - we should both be able to fit in the shower without trouble.
[He's just going to step under the water as soon as it's on, and get to rinsing off - it's better if the worst of the mess is cleared before the heat gets going.]
It's nice, I would have been a little disappointed if I couldn't get in there with you. Too much time without my hands on you.
[Maxima still smells good as well, and with the mixing of both their scents it was calming and stimulating at the same time. He did step in with Maxima to rinse himself down as well. He did mostly focus on the cleaning, but he was distracted by Maxima's scent still. Even while cleaning up.
He couldn't help himself in bringing the man close by his waist and kissing the back of his neck to take more of that scent in.]
So do you. Are we just going to be like this all month, I wonder? ...Not that I entirely mind having the energy I did when I was twenty.
[The wild urgency has subsided, but he still wants, as if endlessly. He leans back into Lighter's embrace for a moment, then turns around in his arms to kiss him back, slow and deep with an undeniable heat. One of his hands wanders down to squeeze Lighter's ass, and he runs the other through his hair, stroking a canine ear.]
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Don't you stop now.
[He doesn't care...no, he wants it. The hair on his arms has grown thicker too, a little more spreading across his chest. He understands on a deep level what's about to happen, and there are probably good reasons to be concerned, but he can't think of any right now when he simply wants so deeply.]
All of it, all of you. I can take it.
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Because... good lord in heaven.]
That's fucking hot.
[And he went in for a completely filthy but short kiss. Short solely because he wanted to hear Maxima take the rest of him.
More hair formed around his chest and his voice took on a feral edge as he pushed all the way in. As he pushed the knot in.]
Fuck!! [If there was a single thread of restraint left in Lorenzo it was completely gone in that moment. He's lifted both of Maxima's thighs now, gripping them hard pulling the man down slightly to have him in a position to fuck harder. He couldn't pull out, not that he knew that, but it didn't matter as he was grinding at a breakneck pace inside.]
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[He throws his head back and moans loudly as he feels his body stretch around the knot at the base of Lighter's cock. And then he's being pulled, spread, shifted until he's practically bent in half, and that's going to upset his hips tomorrow but tonight he does not care so long as it lets the cock inside him drive even deeper, bullying directly against his prostate with every shifting movement. His own length is leaking obscenely as it bounces against his stomach, but his claws in the other's back are too vital to spare any attention to touch himself, and that's not going to matter soon anyway.]
C-close, I'm- oh, don't stop don't stop, need you, come inside, please-!
[He can feel his body beginning to tighten, treading the edge, but he doesn't want this to be over yet. The instinctive desire to be filled with his lover's seed is too overwhelming to be satisfied by anything else.]
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None of which he was focused on, concentrating solely railing into Maxima and how his vision blurred at so wonderfully tight he felt around the knot.
He couldn't even get words out, just growls and barks and claws digging into thighs the same way trails were made along his back.
Inside, inside. There was no where else for it to do. He would fill this man up so good, so good, so good.]
A-Aahh--!
[His grinding faltered as he approached the edge. And as he passed the threshold, he howled. Half from his own voice, half that of a full blown wolf. He spilled and spilled and spilled inside of Maxima. It was longer than a moment, it was several. A few more pumps needed inside before he was sated and locked deep. But he wouldn't stop until he watched his lover reach that climax too.]
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It feels endless, the aftershocks of pleasure rippling across his skin as his cries fade back into needy moans. They're still locked together, and while he's very gradually regaining a little clarity as opposed to the wild need that had overtaken him, his mind still seems fuzzy and half-present. As if he's still ready for more despite having gotten fucked better than he ever has in his life.]
You still...smell so good. [He brings a hand up to cup Lighter's face, and seems startled by the sight of his own claws.] Ah...I didn't...hurt you, did I...?
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Still as he laid on top of Maxima, he leaned against that hand and turned his head to rub his nose into it.]
So do you. [Even better now. It would get him going again after not too long.]
No... not in any way I didn't want. [Said with a side smile, biting his lip. Speaking of biting, though.]
'Should ask you that... I'm the one that bit you that hard... [To say nothing of the state of the man's thighs.]
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...I asked for it. I think. ...Perhaps not in so many words, but...
[He's sorting through the fog. It's difficult not to slip back under when Lighter is so hot, still tied inside him, still smelling so good and calming. He'd definitely be more agitated about his own sudden desire for werewolf sex if that scent wasn't there telling him this is right.]
...It's something about werewolves, isn't it? We're nearing the full moon, but I haven't had this happen before...
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[He still couldn't resist, leaning into the crook of that neck again and nosing at it while the whispers of a growl resurface. God, this smell... this smell was everything right now.]
Mh... something like that. 'Never had this happen either...
[Granted, Lighter's only been a werewolf for like a month or two tops. Habitually he moved to pull out of Maxima.
... only to tremble from head to tail at the slightest touch to the knot. And realize he couldn't pull out.]
H-hn... Uh... [They might have a Problem.]
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[Oh, that's. Intense. It's not even bad necessarily, just sensitive, but he's beginning to recognize where he might have a few regrets in the morning.
Still worth it, though.]
...That's a little...inconvenient, isn't it? Can you...go slowly?
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[Though he was going slow before too. He tried even slower, more carefully but all that did was rip another moan out of him, throwing his head back in unexpected pleasure and exposing his neck.]
Fuck...
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[That moan is turning him on again, making the ache and burn more pleasurable than painful. He leans upward instinctively, suddenly itching for a taste of Lighter's neck in return for the mark on his own.]
Oh, we're not done yet, are we?
[The heat and craving is less urgent this time, but still a hunger spurring him onward. He guides them closer despite the awkward angle and manages to sink his teeth into the base of Lighter's neck...the scarf might cover that, if he doesn't fidget with it too much.]
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[There's another sharp moan, though mixed with a bark, when Maxima bit into him. A rush of heat like the Fire magic so prominent this month rushed through Lorenzo giving him a proper second wind and then some. It hurt, certainly. But it hurt beautifully.]
Hahh... No. Not by a long shot.
[Said with a strong tug of Maxima's hair to expose that neck again, then finding another spot to mark with his teeth. This wasn't as deep, but it was enough to satisfy. After doing that, he leaned backwards a little with a smirk a little more fitting for him. But in his eyes there was still a hint of that ferocity.]
Ride it.
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He doesn't need to be told twice, not with Lighter's fist in his hair and the burn of teeth in his neck again. With a low growl of his own, he pushes his lover's shoulders further back until he's on top. A roll of his hips to test their connection leaves him gasping softly at the friction, the movement.]
I'd imagined getting on my knees for you. Not quite like this...
[But the advantage of his long legs is that he basically is on his knees, now, giving him some very useful leverage. He rises up just far enough to put more pressure on the knot inside him before settling down again with a satisfied groan.]
Haah, but I think I could get used to it.
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Mhhn... Still got time. I'd love to... ahh... see what your mouth looks like 'round my cock...
[He was speaking at least, albeit saying every dirty comment he wanted to earlier. He was still half turned but maybe he'd gotten used to it enough to use his words.]
Still get a good show like this... [Said with one hand roughly guiding Maxima's hips and the other taking his cock.] Harder. 'M not done...
[Not done filling him up.]
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[But he's been given an instruction, and now that he has his balance he's only too eager to carry it out. He lifts his hips again, pushing the limits of how far he can go before the knot is too much, and then slams back down on Lighter's cock with a cry. And again, faster this time, and again, finding a quick rhythm that's guaranteed to drive them both to the brink of madness.]
Haah...oh fuck, that's...I want to feel you...as deep as I can go...
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[It was already full, but it wasn't enough. It needed to be more. He needed to fill more, fill until it was seeping around his knot. Every shift and bounce and tiniest second of pressure around it made him lose more and more words. More and more sense of what he was saying at all.
It was a wonder how he was managing to jerk Maxima off and help his hips down, but it all became muscle memory... no, instinct. Primal urges. He wouldn't mind if Maxima came so hard he dirtied Lorenzo's face with it.]
Coming... 'm coming, I'm-- Ahh--!
[Another howl as he shot his load inside, hot and heavy. If his lover wasn't full to the brim by this point, he certainly was now...]
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Yes-!
[He throws his head back with another howl as he hits his own climax, thick splashes of fluid liberally striping over Lighter's belly and chest, and even a little bit as far as his chin. The aftermath leaves him trembling, breathless and wordless, bent forward over his lover's body.]
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Lighter finally felt closer to sated. That incessant thrumming under his skin settled a lot more and he could breathe. It was still present, but not deafening. His cleaner hand moved to Maxima's ears to scratch at while they both remembered how to breathe evenly.
He kissed lazily wherever he could reach and when he spoke it was an exhausted purr.]
... 'still with me, handsome?
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[He smiles, leaning back in to return some of those kisses.]
Somehow.
[Shifting and stretching makes him all the more aware of what an absolute mess they are...not to mention several marks and sore spots.]
Oh, I am going to feel this tomorrow. [A cheeky grin.] Not that that means I have any regrets.
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[Said with a smile of his own like it was just so very perfect. Maybe much later he'd wonder what in the blue hell came over him, but right now this afterglow is way too good. His tail was swishing underneath him and his body was as much fur as it was skin.
He turned a lot more during that bout than he realized, it seems. Not that he cared while he just let this moment linger for a long while.
He didn't keep track of how long before he had a thought.]
We oughta clean up, huh? ["We" specifically.]
Let me try... O-Oh shit--!
[Pulling out, he was doing to say. And it was a struggle but laying there knotted for a while made it loosen only barely enough to pull out with a damn right lewd sound from his body and his bark.]
N-Nghh...
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[Oh, that was...well, still hot, but he is definitely going to feel that tomorrow, and on top of that he's not sure these bedsheets can be saved.]
...Oh, dear. We'd better get up - I have other sheets, but I don't want to have to replace the mattress.
[As soon as Lighter moves, he's starting to strip the bed. He will get a grateful kiss for his compliance, though.]
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In the mirror he stopped to admire what marks Maxima left. Of the ones he could see anyway, he could only feel the stinging on his back. He'll think of the consequences of their actions (no longer being lowkey now) later, for now he let out an impressed whistle.]
Damn. [Words were still kind of hard for him but whenever Maxima joined him there was a cheeky smile on his face. And a sudden awareness of how that restless thrumming was still present within him.]
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He grins back at Lighter and moves in to kiss him again. Their scents are all over each other now, and that seems to calm down whatever it is that was driving them so wild earlier, but he still smells good.]
I'm glad these rooms are so spacious - we should both be able to fit in the shower without trouble.
[He's just going to step under the water as soon as it's on, and get to rinsing off - it's better if the worst of the mess is cleared before the heat gets going.]
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[Maxima still smells good as well, and with the mixing of both their scents it was calming and stimulating at the same time. He did step in with Maxima to rinse himself down as well. He did mostly focus on the cleaning, but he was distracted by Maxima's scent still. Even while cleaning up.
He couldn't help himself in bringing the man close by his waist and kissing the back of his neck to take more of that scent in.]
Mmh... you still smell good.
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[The wild urgency has subsided, but he still wants, as if endlessly. He leans back into Lighter's embrace for a moment, then turns around in his arms to kiss him back, slow and deep with an undeniable heat. One of his hands wanders down to squeeze Lighter's ass, and he runs the other through his hair, stroking a canine ear.]
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