Ookami/Mahou Arc

Between Appointments
A Mahou/Ookami fiction by Setsuna-Jikan

He walked down the motel's corridor, leering every so often at the people he saw. Yes, he was Mahou, and he was the sexiest man alive. Everyone wanted him, no matter how hard they denied it. Except one person. But screw her; Mahou doubted she even had a sex drive. Anyway, she wasn't the reason why he was here. Well, maybe she was indirectly, but Mahou didn't care to dwell on technicalities right now. That was for when he was on the job, and his agenda was anything but.
Licking his lips, Mahou suppressed the pleasured growl from the images his mind called up, especially the ones involving lace and frilly skirts. Damn but was that the kinkiest thing he'd ever seen in his whole damn life. Too bad it would probably never happen again, even if he had managed to save the outfit. Ah, oh well. Such is the way of his life. Besides, someday he might be able to get his little lover drunk again and then--man, he couldn't even remember what it had been like their first time, but the sated feeling of his body the next day told him enough.
Smirking, he realized he had come to the right door.
"Knock, knock, knock," he breathed softly, leering at the Judas hole. The door swung open and an irate Cercian leaned against both the door and frame.
"You are so late," the Cercian hissed, bi-coloured eyes flashing with both lust and annoyance. Mahou licked his lips.
"So sorry to have kept you waiting," he purred, reaching in to caress the smooth cheek; eyes flickered as flushed lips parted to gasp softly.
"Damn...it...don't think...you can just...make it better like that..." Mahou just smiled and held the other cheek, pulling that face closer.
"Oh, but I can," he breathed before kissing the boy deeply, walking them into the room before kicking the door shut. It was a simple one bedroom affair, but that was all that was needed. Mahou backed the boy against the bed, shoving him down forcefully before crawling on top of him. The boy groaned, arching his back.
"Shit, Mahou, fucking dominating tonight, aren't you?" he asked, slightly breathless, hips moving against the Sage's harshly.
"Yes, Ookami, I am. Sorry I don't have much time tonight," he said simply, bending down to suck at Ookami's neck, fingers tangling in the grey hair. Ookami whimpered, clutching Mahou's own golden strands and he bucked upwards.
"If you hadn't...hadn't--shit, could you cut that out for one damn second?! Aaaahh!" he moaned suddenly, eyes rolling back into his head as Mahou moved from his neck to his collar bone, nipping. Ookami's toes curled and his tail whipped from side to side. "Shit, been late you'd have more time."
"Sorry, love, but I'm fitting you in between appointments," he explained, removing both their shirts and pants, stealing playful gropes the entire time. He shuddered when Ookami moaned helplessly as he grabbed his dick, stroking quickly. The sounds his lover made never failed to excite him, and he could barely prepare Ookami before lifting those slender hips up and thrusting in. They both cried out, going still at the heady feeling of completion; it had been too long again. Jerking, Mahou pulled almost all the way out, thrusting in again forcefully, hitting that spot that literally made Ookami scream himself hoarse with pleasure. Clawed hands dug themselves into broad shoulders as their owner used that scant amount of leverage to thrust back against Mahou, chest heaving as his body forgot to breathe. It wouldn't be much longer now, and with what scant air he was able to get Ookami was muttering pleas and prayers.
"Oh, gods...fuck, please Mahou...so good...can't take it any more. Please, please, please, just please! Touch me, oh gods oh GODS touch me. Can't bear it, just please gods please touch me, help me Mahou...Just touch me, gods, let me...let me..." his voice broke and cracked, sobs starting to sound in his thin chest. Giving in, Mahou shifted his weight to grab the poor swollen member, stroking him quickly and roughly. Ookami started to cry, breath leaving his throat in a near continuous whine broken only by the jolts of their joining. Suddenly, his body froze then clenched inwards, warm streams of semen painting themselves across Mahou's hand and chest.
As Ookami's body clenched around him Mahou came himself, screaming Ookami's name as his blue eyes turned white and brilliant wings exploded from his back. His body taunt as a bow, he rode out his orgasm until the glow faded from his eyes and his body was allowed to go limp, collapsing a top his lover. Shifting, he pulled out and pulled the panting body to his chest, wings wrapping about them protectively. Quietly, Ookami asked,
"Don't you have to go now?" Mahou snorted and pulled him closer, brushing a trembling kiss against his forehead.
"Fuck 'em, Ka-kun. I'm going to stay here with you," he said decisively, nuzzling that untamable mess; Ookami flushed and smiled happily into Mahou's chest.
"Thanks," he whispered, and Mahou smiled at him.
"Any time."
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AN: Wow, smut! Yaaaaaay! *every one cheers* Sorry this is short; this is all that popped into my head and I really should go sleep. Fucking work.
Characters are Ookami and Mahou from San's story 3810, which can be found at NitsukuWind. This is the third in my little series involving these two. Hope ya enjoyed!

Sets, out!
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