Lovers in Madness

Kieran gave a little shivering gasp and arched into Dwyn, his whole body trembling. His ear flicked backward, fur shivering with the rest of him as he clung tightly to the other boy. Usually a touch to his ears hurt, but Dwyn was different, and his tongue there was like electricity. If the blade had been clarifying, Dwyn\'s tongue made him just as muddy again; all he could do was moan and purr madly, rubbing up against the other boy.

Dwyn ground back down against him, feeling Kieran\'s hardness against his thigh, his own answering aroual moving against Kieran\'s hip. His fingers raked through Kieran\'s hair, the knife tip grazing his cheek as he continued to hold onto it, and he flicked his tongue lightly against the inside of Kieran\'s cat-like ear before leaving it and moving down, teeth digging in around his cheek bone as he nibbled his way back toward Kieran\'s mouth.

It was probably a good thing Dwyn stopped playing with his ear; it would have been all too easy to lose control completely and spend himself on the spot. As it was, he was harder than he\'d ever been, he swore to himself, and it was painful. But just like the rest of the pain he was feeling right then, it was incredibly sweet. He turned his head, capturing Dwyn\'s lips and kissing him hungrily, needing to taste himself on those lips.

Dwyn eagerly delved into his mouth, body grinding Kieran\'s smaller frame beneath him, bare chest against bare chest, his skin rubbing over the cuts he\'d opened on Kieran\'s and making them sting and ache. He wrapped his fingers in Kieran\'s hair and pulled, forcing his head back as he devoured his lower lip, the little bit of blood remaining in his mouth soon spending itself between their hungry tongues.

Kieran groaned softly and ground up against Dwyn just as earnestly. Nothing he\'d ever felt before had been so feral, so -honest- in all its roughness, and there was something infinitely arousing about being held down, being claimed. Kieran had no illusions left and he didn\'t need them, forgetting the very idea completely as he wound his arms around Dwyn\'s neck and pulled the other boy down, wanting that exquisite flicker of pain.

\"You can have,\" Dwyn growled against his mouth, \"anything you want.\" He tore at Kieran\'s lower lip, then sucked on it more gently, breaking away and holding him by means of his hair as Dwyn\'s teeth trailed back down to his throat. This time they didn\'t stop there, but continued down his body, tracing the two smaller cuts below his collarbone, licking and nibbling at them. They found a nipple and nipped at it roughly, and then Dwyn drew it into his mouth and sucked hard, pulling at the skin, rubbing it between his teeth and tugging it with his tongue.

Kieran\'s hips left the bed as he cried out, voice trembling. \"Dwyn,\" he moaned, making it sound like a prayer. Gods, but that was incredible; there was a fire rippling under his skin completely unlike that which the knife in Dwyn\'s hand evoked. Actually, they were not so different, but while the blade\'s effect coursed through his veins and all of him, the feel of his lips and teeth went straight to Kieran\'s groin.

\"Mm-hmm?\" Dwyn replied around the tortured nub of skin, rolling it around on his tongue before giving it another hard suck. He bit the skin around the nipple, then switched to the other, pouncing on it like a kitten pounced a toy ball and ravaging it just as brutally as he had its mate. His fingers tightened and loosened in Kieran\'s hair with the pulse of Dwyn\'s heart.

Another cry, louder this time as Kieran\'s nails dug into Dwyn\'s shoulders. \"Please,\" he whispered, dark eyes wide as he stared down at Dwyn. Never had he felt this. There was no word for it; no word a sane man knew, anyway. But it didn\'t matter if he could name it, because he could feel it. He could feel every little shiver down his spine and every bit of heat that Dwyn\'s mouth bestowed upon his nipple like they were magnified a thousand times, like it was pure energy that served but one purpose - to drive him insane with arousal. He was already on the way there, tiny body taut as he struggled against the tremors that threatened his mind and body.

Dwyn took the nipple between his teeth and tugged it up from Kieran\'s chest until it could go no further and snapped back, scraping against his teeth as it did so. \"Please what?\" he inquired almost innocently, head tilting as the hint of a smirk hung in the corners of his mouth, eyes large and hungry. His hands dislodge from Kieran\'s hair and moved slowly up and down his body, caressing him gently, moving feather-light over his pale marble skin.

Kieran opened his mouth to respond and found that he was clueless. What would he have Dwyn do to him? Everything, but he knew that the other either didn\'t know or wasn\'t ready. He refused to do to Dwyn what he had done to himself and was rather apprehensive about asking him to do anything at all. \"I... I don\'t know. Own me,\" he said impulsively. \"Claim me. Whatever you want.\"

\"I already claim you,\" he said reasonably. \"You bear my mark on you, now.\" His fingers traced the scars, then dug into them. \"Do you want me?\" he inquired, again, almost innocently. Golden eyes flicked up to meet Kieran\'s, mostly even, but a little bit apprehensive. Whether he was apprehensive about being accepted or being turned away, Kieran couldn\'t know.

Those words sent a shiver through Kieran. He licked his lips and was perfectly still for a moment, the only sign that he lived the heaving of his chest. Finally one slender hand lifted to caress Dwyn\'s cheek, ever so gently but with the promise of more. \"I do,\" he said softly. He knew those words were true in a way he\'d never known truth before, and he could not make himself regret them. \"Do you want me?\"

He turned his head and brushed his lips over Kieran\'s palm. \"Yes. Which is, really, sort of funny because I\'m not entirely sure what to do about it.\" he smirked slightly, his eyes losing a little of that predatory gleam, but only a little. \"Mom and I had a talk, after you told me about your dads the first time. She explained some stuff to me, but.... it was a lot to take in.\"

Kieran smiled, a heartbreakingly sweet smile as he cupped Dwyn\'s face in his hand, thumb caressing that immeasurably soft skin. \"Lucky for you that I know how it works, hmm?\" he said softly, a jesting tone in his voice. He wasn\'t teasing, though; he never would have teased anyone about something this important. Which it definitely was, at least by his standards. \"And we don\'t have to do it all at once. Save the best for last, and all.\"

Dwyn nuzzled his inner wrist, nibbling gently at it as one hand caressed its way up Kieran\'s arm to entwine with his fingers. \"We can do as much as you want to do. I know my own heart,\" he said matter-of-factly. \"And really, it\'s not like it\'s a hard decision - you\'re the only person who\'s ever touched it.\"

Kieran melted, his lips never giving up that adorable smile, if not widening further. \"I do believe that\'s the sweetest thing anyone\'s ever said to me,\" he said softly, squeezing Dwyn\'s hand. \"I don\'t want to push you or anything. How about you just stop me if you want me to stop?\" He would gladly have spread himself beneath Dwyn and let the other boy fuck him senseless, or even vice versa if that was how things were going to go, but he did NOT want to rush Dwyn. He couldn\'t do that to this beautiful, innocent boy. Corrupting him would be MUCH more fun if it was done gradually.

Dwyn kissed his palm and nuzzled into it. \"I told you,\" he repeated for the third time. \"Anything you want, you can have. You aren\'t the only one here with implicit trust,\" he murmured.

\"I don\'t... I don\'t want to pressure you into anything you\'ll regret later, even if...\" Kieran trailed off, looking deep into those golden eyes. Suddenly it clicked and a thousand things made a million times more sense. He laughed softly and twisted, pulling Dwyn up to kiss him lovingly. \"Shin yo desu. Ai shiteru,\" he purred, tail winding itself around Dwyn.

Dwyn\'s head tilted curiously as he sank into the kiss, not biting this time, simply tasting and enjoying the softness of Kieran\'s mouth against his. His fingertips ran down Kieran\'s face softly.

Kieran reveled in that sweetness, adoring the way Dwyn tasted. It was so pure in its blood-tinted way, and he couldn\'t help but slide his tongue deep into Dwyn\'s mouth, memorizing every crevice there, purring the whole time.

Dwyn\'s lips and teeth parted willingly, letting him in, letting his tongue move across Dwyn\'s scarred and ravaged one. His eyes drifted closed as his fingers slid back into Kieran\'s hair, sliding through the silken strands, not wrapping in them to pull or tear, but simply feeling.

Kieran wound his arms around Dwyn\'s shoulders, fingers smoothing over the other boy\'s infinitely pale skin. There was something different about this, something that he\'d never even remotely felt with Caden. Perhaps it was a rightness; perhaps it was a shared state of mind. Maybe it was just DWYN and he should stop thinking and just feel. That sounded good, he decided, kissing Dwyn until he had to breathe and only then pulling away with a little pant.

Dwyn was panting too, propped on his elbows but with most of his weight stretched along Kieran\'s body, still moving liquidly back and forth against him in that grinding motion that felt so good and so right. He shifted so that their erections rubbed against each other through their pants, gasping slightly at the new friction.

Kieran laughed shakily. \"You sound really good like that,\" he said lightly, grinning at Dwyn. He -liked- seeing that look in those golden eyes, liked hearing that little gasp more than most anything. He ground up against Dwyn in return, shifting his thigh against Dwyn\'s erection with a knowing smile. He suddenly realized just how much he looked forward to disillusioning Dwyn and making him scream.

Dwyn saw it, saw the sudden lust come into Kieran\'s eyes and the sudden inflamed desire. His eyelashes dropped in anticipation and he ground against Kieran again, groaning quietly as he drew his hands down Kieran\'s neck and across his shoulders, down over his chest as he rose up on his knees, and over his hips and stomach. His fingers wandered lower experimentally, dancing across the taunt cloth over his groin.

A shivery little cry escaped Kieran and he arched up into Dwyn\'s touch, black eyes opening wide. \"Dwyn!\" he gasped, fingers scrabbling for a hold on the other boy\'s forearms, more for stability than any discouragement. He wanted to drive Dwyn crazy, surely, but he wouldn\'t mind being driven a bit himself. At least they\'d be taking the scenic route, as it were. That thought flickered through his mind and away as his tail slid across Dwyn\'s belly, furry and tickling as it showed its appreciation.

Dwyn giggled as the tail moved ticklishly across his stomach, his fingers sliding down and rubbing it fondly. The way Kieran gasped his name... it made Dwyn want to pleasure him just so he\'d do it again and again and again. He slid his hand further down and squeezed gently, thumb massaging Kieran\'s erection through the thin cloth. It was HOT, and that heat tempted Dwyn severely, made him want to tear Kieran\'s pants off and explore his naked body.

Kieran was rendered mindless by the double contact, his tail winding around Dwyn\'s hand as he moaned again. He was a shaking little kitten, sprawled out before Dwyn, those big black eyes locked onto Dwyn\'s face and not hiding anything. He couldn\'t close his eyes - didn\'t want to at all. He wanted to see everything, even that which wasn\'t there, but especially Dwyn, over him and next to him and - it made him tremble to think about it - maybe inside him. He rocked his hips upward, wanting to reach out and make Dwyn feel what he was feeling, but not having the presence of mind to pull himself together right then.

Dwyn wasn\'t able to settle for wishing. He unlaced kieran\'s pants with a few quick tugs of his fingers and worked his pants down over his hips, wrenching them out from under him and then shifting back to slide the material off his feet. He paused a moment to nibble ticklishly on one of Kieran\'s toes. Then those gold eyes shifted to his erection, upright against his flesh, and his tongue slid across his lips lustfully.

A dark blush spread over Kieran\'s cheeks. He wasn\'t exactly body shy; he\'d shared a room most of his life. It was the predatory gleam in those golden eyes that made him want to whimper. He wasn\'t sure if he had, but he thought he might\'ve. He didn\'t -think- those noises were coming from him... but they probably were. He shifted, sitting up and reaching for Dwyn, wanting to see all of the other.

Dwyn caught his wrists and brought them in to his mouth, teeth skating over the veins, tasting his skin as he nuzzled up into Kieran\'s hands and then watched him expectantly, grip loosening as his fingers trailed down Kieran\'s arms to the elbows, then up to his biceps.

Kieran smiled slightly, a shadow dancing behind his eyes as he moved, drawing closer to Dwyn and sliding his hands down the other\'s side, fingers slipping under the waistband of his pants. He pushed them down slowly, hands skimming over Dwyn\'s ass as he divested the other boy of his pants, a sexy little smile that he was completely unaware of curving his full lips.

Dwyn sucked his own lower lip into his mouth and shifted, helping Keiran divest him, his own hands finding Keiran\'s shoulders and using them for support as he balanced on the firm mattress. His eyes remained locked on Kieran\'s and he shivered as the other boy\'s hands trailed over his ass and thighs, heat pooling in his groin. He lowered himself and, completely on impulse, rubbed his erection against Kieran\'s. The contact of hot skin against hot skin made him convulse.

Kieran\'s breath caught in his throat at that touch. \"Dwyn,\" he moaned, shivering. He pulled Dwyn tighter against him, making that contact much more solid and tugging the other boy into his lap. He gripped Dwyn\'s hips, grinding up against him with a choked moan, dark eyes wide. He half thought he\'d come on the spot.

Dwyn groaned also and let himself down into Kieran\'s arms, letting the other boy guide his hips partially, and letting instinct take the rest. He was straddling Kieran\'s thighs, and he nuzzled in his neck as he sank into him, dropping kisses and soft bites there as his arms slid under Kieran\'s body and held himself tightly to him.

Kieran\'s tail wound tightly around Dwyn\'s waist, a soft, furry little stripe of heat that was NOTHING compared to the way their erections were pressing together. Kieran likened it to a brand and then forgot completely about labelling it as he threw his head back, hair a dark shroud behind him.

Dwyn purred against his neck, nuzzling down into him as he rubbed his body long-wise against Kieran\'s and dug his nails lightly into his back, slowly drawing them down, the pressure of Kieran\'s body on his hands making them sink into his skin and scratch it.

Kieran purred back heartily, sounding like a veritable motorboat as his fingertips pressed into Dwyn\'s hips, leaving little red marks that would most likely bruise. He barely noticed, rocking up into Dwyn and pulling him down as hard as he could, desperate for that painfully delicious friction, crushing their erections between them.

Dwyn gasped and ground down harder, roughly, against Kieran, sensitive skin grinding hard against sensitive skin. His nails raked up Kieran\'s back and his teeth dug into his shoulder as quiet, feral cries escaped his throat. This was good, but it wasn\'t enough. he wanted to spend more time touching Kieran, exploring that column of flesh so much like his but, apparently, so much more responsive.

Kieran moaned softly, his little body a heated, pliable mass of madly purring kitteny goodness. The cat-mint was irrelevant by now; this was long past the realm of the expected or the warned against. Kieran shifted then, slowly stopping their movement. He felt a shiver of wanting from Dwyn and agreed wholly. He wanted more of his Dwyn.

Dwyn kissed his cheek and sat up and back, shifting down Kieran\'s legs and sitting on his thighs as he ran his hand down the sides of Kieran\'s body. His fingers brushed the head of Kieran\'s erection, thumb digging slightly into the slit as he scraped his nails over that wetted bit of flesh. he slid his hand down and wrapped his hands around Kieran, giving him an easy stroke and moving down to caress his balls.

Kieran jerked and let out a strangled cry, black eyes as wide as they could possibly get. Dwyn\'s hands were a blessed flame, or maybe a cursed one; either way, it burned so deeply it froze him within, a pulsing rippling in his body as he moaned helplessly, nearly flopping back a his muscles turned to complete jelly. WHERE had Dwyn learned to do THAT?!?

Kieran jerked and let out a strangled cry, black eyes as wide as they could possibly get. Dwyn\'s hands were a blessed flame, or maybe a cursed one; either way, it burned so deeply it froze him within, a pulsing rippling in his body as he moaned helplessly, nearly flopping back a his muscles turned to complete jelly. WHERE had Dwyn learned to do THAT?!?

He hadn\'t learned, he had been experimenting. And that experiment was an unequivocal success. Despite his lack of knowledge, then, it was only natural what he did next... he liked to chew on things, and so he slithered down Kieran\'s body and nuzzled between his legs, drinking in the scent of him, tongue trailing up his thigh as his hands continued to explore the softness there.

Kieran arched into Dwyn, the back of one small hand pressing to his mouth as a flush dusted itself over his cheeks. \"Dwyn,\" he moaned softly, tensed and trembling. He wanted to feel everything, have every nerve be burned alive and reborn from the ashes, but more than that, he wanted to make -Dwyn- feel that. Right now it was pretty hard to be selfless, though, and so he just let Dwyn explore, whimpering like a kitten.

Kieran tasted even better the closer to center that his tongue wandered, and finally he slid it over Kieran\'s balls, toward the base of his erection. The skin there was enticingly soft and he sucked it between his lips, nibbling at it. The he ran his tongue slowly up that vein on the underside of his cock, from base to tip, pausing to nip at the little grooves in the flesh from moment to moment.

Kieran convulsed, clutching desperately at the quilt beneath him. It was amazing, to feel that tentatively tantalizing touch against his cock, and he struggled to keep from rocking down against Dwyn, knowing it wouldn\'t do him much good at all. His tail curled in on itself and lashed out wildly, snapping through the air crazily as Kieran trembled.

Dwyn noticed how much Kieran was liking it, revelled in how much Kieran was liking it, and licked his lips hungrily just before digging his nails into kieran\'s hips and attacking his cock, hot, wet mouth closing around it as his teeth scraped over the head and down the shaft and his tongue soothed the rawness left by their passing. He couldn\'t hurt himself doing this, and as a side affect of his condition his gag reflex wasn\'t as active as a normal person\'s, so he thrust his mouth down on Kieran\'s erection until his lips found the base and rubbed his tongue along it, tasting every inch.

Kieran squeaked and tensed even more, his legs curling up and spreading out to allow Dwyn better access. He let out another strained cry and tangled his hands in Dwyn\'s hair, desperate to feel that. It hurt just enough to send slivers arcing into him, but it felt soooo good no matter what. He somehow managed to keep control - probably the idea and knowledge that there was better yet out there - and not finish right then and there, but it was a close call, and he was still a quivering mass of moaning nekojin.

Dwyn sucked his way slowly up that length of hard flesh, teeth digging in at intervals, nails dug into Kieran\'s skin. The hands in his hair didn\'t hurt him, merely spurred him on, and Kieran\'s whimpers and moans send fire through his veins. He made it to the tip and sucked hard, winding his tongue around it and paying a little extra attention to the part that felt softest under his lips.

Kieran\'s back arched as the boy rocked up into Dwyn\'s mouth, adoring that divine heat and craving more of it. Flickers were sparkling in his vision, and he didn\'t know or much care if they were real or just induced by the sparkles he was feeling. He panted for breath, black eyes staring down at Dwyn, those obsidian depths glazed over as his tail slashed back and forth wildly.

His mouth finally popped off and Dwyn panted for breath as his fingers eased out of Kieran\'s skin, gold eyes locking onto ebony ones. \"Like that?\" he inquired impishly, tongue darting out and flicking across the head of his erection again.

Kieran\'s only response was a trembling moan that helf no traces of coherency. He gazed down at Dwyn, gasping as his hands tightened in Dwyn\'s hair. He tried again, this time pulling off a nod. \"H-hai,\" he murmured, licking his lips as control slowly bled back into him.

Dwyn bit down on his hip bone. \"Should I do it some more?\" he inquired lightly, walking his fingers up Kieran\'s stomach ticklishly.

Kieran twitched. \"Whatever you want,\" he managed, nowhere near sane enough right then to decide what he wanted, much less articulate it.

Dwyn smirked and slid his lips slowly down over Kieran\'s erection again, sucking firmly at the head before twisting his neck and bearing down, nipping at the ridge just beneath it as his lips slid over inch after inch of throbbing skin.

Kieran cried out, his lips halfway forming Dwyn\'s name as he bucked up into Dwyn\'s mouth, midnight eyes infinitely wide as he shook helplessly, loving being brought to nothing and desperately wishing that he could feel that way forever, and moreso that he could make Dwyn feel this for just as long.

Dwyn wasn\'t the least bit bothered by Kieran\'s bucking and wasn\'t feeling mischevious enough to hold him down for spite, so he tilted his head and took Kieran deeper into him, swallowing reflexively when the fit of Kieran\'s length in his throat became awkward. And that felt... GOOD, soft heat and musky, spiced flesh filling an emptiness he hadn\'t known he had. He twisted again, trying to take him deeper, lips pressed firmly against his balls as one hand wandered down to caress them.

Kieran\'s tail lashed and curled around Dwyn\'s neck, a soft and furry weight that didn\'t apply any pressure, just twitched as the nekojin moaned uncontrollably, arching into Dwyn\'s mouth and thrusting into that soft, hot cavern, reveling in the feel of those hands on his skin and those lips - GODS those lips, those teeth, that MOUTH - and feeling as though he could die, his very life bleeding out through every singing nerve and synapse of his body. He didn\'t want to come now, not yet, but if Dwyn kept that up, he damned well would.

Of course, Dwyn had no way of knowing that Kieran didn\'t want to come then, that he wanted to do anything else. And until Kieran summoned the intelligence to tell him that, he\'d happily keep doing this for as long as it took to grow dull to him. And with as wonderful as his kitten tasted, that was liable to be never. He withdrew a bit, swiping his tongue over Kieran\'s erection and slicking it liberally to help his lips glide from top to bottom in an easy suck and slide motion.

Intelligence was a vague concept to Kieran by now, but he did have enough thought processes active to tug at Dwyn\'s hair. That didn\'t last for long, though, and he tensed, convulsing and arching into Dwyn. \"Dwyn!\" he cried, voice strangled as he came, exploding into Dwyn\'s mouth. He shook, wound up in a haze of pure, sparkling fizz that swamped his mind and reduced him to nothing but a quivering blob, mind blown as he floated in the ecstasy.

Dwyn didn\'t know to swallow until that musky, bitter taste swamped his tongue. He almost recoiled, but quickly realized that this was no worse than having to drink unmitigated Yarrow. So he stayed, swallowing a bit experimentally, then finding that the texture was pleasant on his throat and enthusiastically sucking Kieran clean of the last traces.

Kieran finally regained some amount of mental control, enough to command his fingers to unclench slowly, enough to give a tiny, shivery moan. \"Dwyn,\" he breathed, blinking down at the other boy as his tail slid over Dwyn\'s cheek. He wanted to sprawl back and wait until he could think straight (that made him giggle internally; he didn\'t have the energy to do it for real) but instead he stretched, skin still hypersensitive.

Dwyn continued to lick him, finding it amusing and endearing how Kieran softened in his mouth and how his tense muscles slowly relaxed. He rolled Kie\'s flaccid cock between his teeth. For an instant, he was struck with the urge to bite down, to sever that soft flesh and feel it give beneath his teeth. But the urge passed quickly as he imagined the agony on Kieran\'s face and he quickly released him, nuzzling up against his stomach and making low sounds of pleasure.

Kieran purred softly, pulling Dwyn up and winding around him in a decidedly feline fashion, rubbing against him affectionately as he purred into the other boy\'s neck. \"Ai shiteru,\" he said happily, black eyes sparkling as he licked at Dwyn\'s neck, nibbling lightly and laying heated kisses along the skin there. He was nowhere near ready to go again, but he knew he could be soon enough, and besides... Dwyn looked good enough to eat whole as it was, and he wanted to smirk at the very idea of sucking Dwyn off. It sounded like a postitively delicious idea, but at the moment, his throat was tasty enough.

Dwyn groaned and shuddered as Kieran molested his throat. \"You\'ve said that twice now,\" he managed hoarsely. \"What does it mean?\" His throat felt rough, but he didn\'t mind it. His hands were too busy wandering over Kieran\'s body, drinking it in and memorizing it.

Kieran hesitated, lips pressed against Dwyn\'s ear. Would he frighten the other away by saying it, -really- saying it? He knew he felt it - even if it wasn\'t true love (and he damned well thought it was) then it was love of a sort - and he wanted Dwyn to know, but... would it change things? No more than they\'d already been changed today, he realized (and had all this really only happened today? time flew when you were having fun) and prompty discarded his fears. He trusted Dwyn. \"It means I love you,\" he murmured, holding his breath as he waited.

\"Ah,\" Dwyn breathed, squirming as Kieran\'s breath against his ear tickled him. \"I love you too,\" he whispered after a breif hesitation, the words having stuck in his throat.

Kieran relaxed all at once, leaning back o smile up at Dwyn, a sweet, loving smile that transcended the sun and beauty. \"And now, mei no tsuyo, it\'s your turn.\" He beamed, looking adorably impish as he pushed Dwyn back, lying atop him and nipping at his earlobe.

Dwyn fell back onto the mattress with a little grunt of surprise which quickly turned into a pant as Kieran\'s teeth found his earlobe, the gold of his earring brushing the bridge of his new lover\'s nose. A flash of apprehension trickled down his spine, but it vanished quickly as he tilted his head back, showing Kieran his throat. He had owned, and now he wanted to be owned. Kieran belonged to him - and may the gods help anyone who ever tried to refute that claim because Dwyn would kill them messily and take a long time doing it - and vice versa, he belonged to Kieran and let no one else ever dare to touch him this way or they would find themselves swiftly disemboweled. He realized suddenly that they had to seal this pact, if they both meant it, and for him, a witch, that meant a ceremony. A handfasting, perhaps, or maybe just a private vow until they were old enough to be recognized as mates. Either way, his scars marked his claim on Kieran\'s body now, but he wanted something else. Something mutual.

Kieran wasn\'t thinking about any of that right then, though if he had been, he\'d have agreed wholly. He hungrily nibbled on Dwyn\'s ear and then shifted down to his neck, licking, sucking, and gnawing until he left a dark bruise on the little patch of skin under his ear. He lavished kisses on every inch of Dwyn\'s throat before he moved on, purring the whole time as he worked his way down Dwyn\'s chest, making sure not to leave any speck of flesh undampened. The nekojin\'s tongue was just the slightest bit rough like a real cat\'s, but it was hardly noticeable. Kieran\'s hands slid down Dwyn\'s sides and onto his hips, gripping him and holding him relatively still so Kieran could rub his belly against Dwyn\'s hard cock, his tail a ticklingly furry touch that danced along Dwyn\'s thigh.

Dwyn arched into his mouth and hands, a low groan escaping his throat as his fingernails dug into the sheets beneath him. He felt like a god, an odd thought, but a very real one, as though Kieran was worshipping him in a way. And it was all right because he\'d worshipped Kieran already, and would do it again many times in the future. He was already looking forward to it.... he could recognize ache, though it didn\'t necessarily pain him, and he ground himself up against Kieran\'s stomach to releive the pressure and throb just a bit, muscles rippling under Kieran\'s attentions as he moaned.

Kieran smiled and glanced up at Dwyn, dark eyes sparkling behind their cloaks of obsidian. There seemed to be a stripe of darker black down the middle, if it was possible, and it became apparent then that Kieran\'s eyes had the pupil\'s of a cat\'s, slitted down the middle. It was veritably impossible to tell at any time but those like these, and even he could barely tell. He grinned then, dipping his head to draw one hard nipple into his mouth, suckling and licking and never taking his eyes off Dwyn, wanting to see every nuance that shimmered over his lover\'s - his LOVER, what a fucking thought - face.

Dwyn bit down on his lower lip as Kieran took that nipple into his mouth, eyes closing tightly as his head fell slowly back and a trickle of blood ran down his chin. His groan seemed to come from somewhere near his feet, as did the shivers that wracked his body as Kieran played with him. he slowly disentangled his fingers from the bedsheets and ran them through Kieran\'s hair, clenching them as a stab of sharp pleasure assaulted his nerve endings.

Kieran\'s ears folded back, warm fur brushing against Dwyn\'s hands as the delicate appendages protected themselves. Kieran trusted Dwyn, but there was such a thing as accidents, and better safe than sorry. He wasn\'t really doing it consciously, either; all his attention was focused on the wonderfully fun activity of drawing out Dwyn\'s soul through his nipple. Eventually he decided that was enough of nibbling on one and switched to the other, happily purring.

Dwyn wasn\'t offended and wouldn\'t have minded even if he\'d noticed. But he couldn\'t notice, what with the exquisite work Kieran\'s mouth was doing on his flesh. \"Harder...\" he gasped, a quiet pleading as he arched harder, back bending almost double as he sought the feel of warmth, pressure, and teeth on his skin. His fingers ran through Kieran\'s hair from root to tip, tangling in the silken strands, releasing, only to tangle again, tug, knot, and release as his moans turned into breath cries from a throat still hoarse from abuse.

Kieran obeyed readily, gnawing and scraping his teeth along that nub of flesh ruthlessly. His nails dragged down Dwyn\'s hips and thighs, leaving long, raised red lines in their wake. He growled playfully and shifted, biting at a tender bit of skin underneath the other boy\'s ribcage, teeth digging in harshly as he moved one hand, wrapping it around Dwyn\'s cock and stroking him slowly, reveling in the texture of that hot skin beneath his fingers.

Dwyn threw his head back and keened, not really giving a damn if his mother could hear his loud cries of exstacy. He didn\'t feel the pain as Kieran\'s teeth assaulted his skin, only flashes and sharp jabs of pleasure that tore more sounds from his throat, and more spasms from his body. \"Kieran..\" he moaned as that hand closed around his cock and stroked slowly, finally easing some of that too-tight pressure. \"Goddess....\"

Kieran was greatly encouraged by this response and he lifted his head, grinning up at Dwyn. \"I think we have a winner,\" he purred, sliding his hand up and down slowly, dipping his head to leave a bite mark on Dwyn\'s hip, teeth applying themselves as vigorously as his lips before he shifted again, lapping at the head of Dwyn\'s cock like a cat at the cream.

Dwyn\'s hips twisted sharply, and he let out a keening cry, hips bucking up against Kieran\'s hands and mouth. The kittenish way he used his tongue was just TOO ironic given his appearence and Dwyn forced himself to calm down, think straight, and massage the base of Kieran\'s ears gently, rubbing the short fur around them with the pads of his fingers in encouragement.

Kieran moaned throatily, tilting his head into Dwyn\'s hands as he stuck his tongue into the slit and wrapped his lips around the head of Dwyn\'s cock, suckling lightly as he scraped his teeth over it teasingly. He was still purring happily, a motorboat running in his throat as he ever so slowly moved downward, mouth hot and wet around the other boy\'s length as his nails dug into the skin of Dwyn\'s hips.

Dwyn let out a strangled scream as that hot, wet mouth enveloped his length. Unlike Kieran, he\'d never had this done to him before and was totally unprepared for the rush of sensations, and for the sheer STRENGTH of them. It was all he could do not to grab Kieran\'s hair and fuck his mouth desperately, but Kieran felt pain, and Kieran could strangle, and he while he would most certainly wield pain as a method of dancing on his kitten\'s nerve endings, he wouldn\'t injure him. Not like this. Instead he massaged a bit more firmly around the base of his kitten\'s ears, scratching over his scalp, rewarding him in a tiny way for the excruciating pleasure he was experiencing.

It might have been a good thing that Kieran was somewhat distracted by the feel of those hands on his ears, caressing and making him want to curl up and purr himself stupid, or else he would have been concentrating several years\' worth of experience on poor Dwyn and it would have been curtains for his little wild one. Kieran still managed to stare up at Dwyn with a smile not on his face but in his mind as he slid his tongue over the rigid length in his mouth, finding the musky, vaguely metallic taste to be nothing but delicious. He purred happily, his tail swishing in the air behind him. He liked doing this, whether it was acceptable or not. It was fun in its own perverted way.

Dwyn couldn\'t have given a damn whether it was acceptable or not. Kieran was ON him and he was IN Kieran and his motions quickly became mechanical as he gasped for breath and lost track of anything other than the hot mouth and soft tongue caressing his erection.

Kieran knew what he was doing, and as he sucked all of Dwyn\'s length into his mouth, his teeth were there, hard enough to hurt and more than enough to cause plenty of delicious spikes of pure ecstasy. His purr throbbed through his throat as he slowly moved his head up and down, tongue sliding up the vein on the underside to wriggle under the ridge as Kieran\'s hands turned, nails no longer prominent as his fingers started kneading Dwyn\'s hips in a remarkably feline fashion.

Dwyn\'s head slammed back into the pillow and his fingers tightened in Kieran\'s hair as he let out a choked scream, the warmth in his groin surging forth under the uncanny skill of Kieran\'s teeth. He had no experience and thus, no real training and wasn\'t able to hold back... a few thrusts of Kieran\'s mouth had him keening in climax, body writhing madly against the mattress as he fought the twin impulses to get the hell away and never ever leave.

Kieran moved his head with those thrusts, having long since figured out how to avoid being choked, and slowly slacked off, still suckling hard as he swallowed every drop, thoroughly enjoying the bitter, salty taste as he pressed his knuckles into Dwyn\'s hips. His tail twitched, showing his satisfaction as he finally let go, lapping lightly at Dwyn\'s softening member.

Dwyn collapsed with a groan that might have been Kieran\'s name, panting, eyes so fiercely dilated that he could FEEL the stress on the irises. His hands smoothed over Kieran\'s hair and brushed across the backs of his ears as his muscles shuddered one by one into relaxation.

Kieran sat up, smiling cutely down on Dwyn as he purred happily. He stretched, arching his back as his tail curled up and making sure to bump his head into Dwyn\'s hands, and then slithered up the other boy\'s body to snuggle him fiercely and kiss him sweetly.

Dwyn kissed him back gently, fingers still running through his hair, as his heart rate slowed and his breathing evened out. He nipped at Kieran\'s jawline and held him tightly. \"You belong to me,\" he murmured quietly.

\"As do you,\" Kieran said softly, smiling at Dwyn. \"How\'d we end up here again? I mean, I\'m sure as HELL not complaining, but I\'m a bit fuzzy on where we crossed the line.\" Then a thought struck him. \"Can we do away with the whole lines thing? It simplifies matters.\"

Dwyn eyed him. \"There were lines?\" he inquired seriously. \"I didn\'t notice them. Or the warning signs, assuming there were any.\"

\"Usually there\'re lines. They\'re most often drawn sometime before the knives come out.\" Kieran glanced down, at the lines across his skin, and smiled slightly, dark eyes shimmering with a newfound love.

Dwyn shrugged. \"Well, I drew them on you, didn\'t I?\' He smirked slightly.

Kieran beamed. \"Hai. They\'re pretty. Do I get to draw on you?\"

Dwyn broke out into a sudden smile. \"Yes. If you promise to make it pretty.\"

Kieran lifted his chin and nodded solemnly. \"I promise.\" He smiled sweetly and nuzzled into Dwyn then, purring happily. \"Ai shiteru.\"

Dwyn nodded. \"I love you too, kitten.\" He stretched out against Kieran\'s body, rubbing and purring.

Kieran shifted, wrestling the quilt out from under Dwyn and pushing the other under it and then following him under the cover, snuggling into his side and cuddling him happily.

Dwyn nuzzled him, pressing the length of his naked body against Kieran\'s, wanting to feel him. \"We should bandage the cuts I gave you,\" he said quietly. \"I don\'t want them to become infected.\"

Kieran nodded languidly. \"They most likely wouldn\'t, but okay.\" He wanted to feel them, but he was already kept aware by the sheer, unforgettable knowledge that they were there. They didn\'t hurt... just tingled. Deliciously. Was that wrong? He decided he didn\'t care. Pain was something that hurt; if it didn\'t hurt in some way it couldn\'t be dangerous. And it didn\'t, not at all. It FELT right. He loved it. He wanted to give that to Dwyn.

Dwyn reluctantly moved away from him, slipping out of bed and padding naked to the small chest where he, by necessity, kept his first aid supplies close at hand. He extracted a length of bandaging and brought it to Kieran, tearing it in two with his teeth and carefully bending over him to wrap his upper arms.

Kieran held still for Dwyn and watched him with a somewhat vacant smile. It was so odd to see the other boy doing this, to see that -look- on his face and the light in his eyes. \"Does this scare you?\" he asked softly, peering up at him. He meant... well, he meant all of it. The pain, the sex, their confessions of love.

Dwyn looked at him confusedly. \"Does what scare me?\" he inquired, even though his stomach was currently doing flip after flip and threatening to let him revist his mother\'s wonderful dinner in a slightly less wonderful way.

\"Us? All this happening and... so -fast-?\" Kieran asked, sounding slightly apprehensive. He wasn\'t sure if he was afraid. He didn\'t know if he could be when came to Dwyn. He suspected that a part of him had known all along that it would lead to this.

Dwyn placed a hand on his stomach. \"I feel sick,\" he said quietly. \"But it\'s probably nerves. That was.... a lot of excitement.\" He smiled at Kieran. \"It was the best thing I\'ve ever felt though, so I think I\'ll be okay. And no, this doesn\'t scare me. It\'s natural, isn\'t it? You and me, together.\"

Kieran broke into a smile and nodded. \"Hai. It is. I\'ve had dreams of it,\" he said thoughtfully. \"I never really understood \'em. Still don\'t. You don\'t... -mind-, do you?\" he inquired, tilting his head. He didn\'t think so, but better safe than sorry.

Dwyn chuckled. \"No. Should I? How could I mind someone as perfect as you?\"

Kieran blushed. \"I\'m nowhere near perfect. I\'m too short,\" he said, making a face.

\"No, that\'s an element of your perfection,\" Dwyn said matter-of-factly. \"It makes it easier to protect you. And work around you in a fight while you spellcast.\"

Kieran peered up at him and smiled slightly. \"Really? I mean, well, I guess it\'s got good stuff... and I can see -really- well in the dark...\"

Dwyn chuckled. \"Yes, really.\"

Kieran smiled sweetly, looking absolutely adorable as his ears perked up. \"Thanks,\" he chirped, leaning in to kiss Dwyn lightly.

Dwyn kissed him back contentedly. \"How do you say \'I love you\' in your language?\"

\"Ai shiteru,\" Kieran said clearly, making sure to pronounce it correctly but slow enough that it could be reproduced.

Dwyn tilted his head and repeated it slowly. \"Ai shiteru.\"

Kieran nodded and grinned. \"Ai shiteru,\" he purred. \"Boku no tsuyo-mei.\"

\"What does that mean?\" he inquired, fingertips running lightly up and down Keiran\'s body, wandering down toward his thighs as Dwyn\'s stomach settled and he began to be interested in exploring again.

\"It means eyes of the sun,\" Kieran said lightly, stretching out and sprawling back, allowing Dwyn to touch him and setting up a soft but steady purr.

Dwyn smiled. \"Eyes of a tiger,\" he murmured, kissing Kieran\'s jaw and nibbling at it. \"Eyes of a snake.\"

Kieran laughed softly. \"Actually... look real close.\" He smiled down at Dwyn warmly, those black eyes wide and inviting. They were indeed black, but the iris was slivered with lines behind it, almost impossible to see except for the cat-slit pupil cutting it vertically. Dark as night were both, but it was visible where one ended and one began.

\"I was talking about mine,\" he said fondly, kissing Kieran\'s nose, but he looked at his eyes all the same. \"You have the eyes of a hell-cat.... endlessly drawing one down into the abyss. Or into here...\" his hand pressed against Kieran\'s chest. \"I think I would like to drown in your soul,\" he whispered.

\"I think I would like to let you, and to drown alongside,\" Kieran replied sombrely, a slight smile curving his lips. \"I never realized how much there is beyond reality, what -lies- in that abyss.\" It shimmered now at the edges of his vision and he felt the Weave more keenly than ever; was it love singing through him, or insanity cracking him apart? Did it even matter?

Dwyn kissed him firmly, lustfully, lips binding and claiming his. \"It\'s in everyone,\" he murmured. \"They try to beat it down...\" He writhed sensuously against Kieran\'s side. \"They try to hide it, try to deny that it\'s there. Some people call it a beast or an instinctive soul, but it\'s the abyss, the darkness that makes demons and it\'s in EVERY HUMAN BEING.\" His teeth closed on Kieran\'s neck. \"If you\'re afraid of it, you stifle it and you stifle yourself. But me, I like the darkness. I like it in me and I love it in you. In you, it has color and it tastes like your skin and your blood and it sounds like your voice.\"

Kieran wound his arms around Dwyn and returned that kiss passionately, only breaking away to breathe and try to speak. \"I... I\'ve never been able to hide it. It\'s always there for me when I need it. I can\'t mistreat that sweet shadow when it\'s never been but kind to me. I don\'t care if it takes away my mind, or my perceptions, or my name. It gave me you, and for that I am infinitely grateful. I see it in you, too, behind those eyes of yours, and it\'s not wrong. It\'s pure. It\'s right for us.\"

\"Like nighttime,\" Dwyn said reasonably, against Kieran\'s lips as he indulged in kissing him. \"So many fear the dark, but it\'s as natural as the light and even more beautiful if you can just SEE it.\" He pulled Kieran even closer to him, pressing them breathlessly together and devouring his mouth. He decided that he had a particular fondness for kissing Kieran and that from now on, he would do it at every opportunity.

Kieran adored touching Dwyn, tasting Dwyn, and kissing was just a pleasant way to express that. He melted into Dwyn\'s arms, all his (not so impressive) weight atop the other boy, all that bare skin pressed flush together. Kieran\'s tail slid up Dwyn\'s side, soft and furry as thee nekojin purred happily, tongue engaged.

Dwyn easily rolled back and took Kieran\'s weight onto him, moaning quietly at the blissful warmth. An idea popped suddenly into his head and he turned it over for a moment or two, then decided it was worth his time... now, if he could only find a secluded hot-springs....

Kieran purred and snuggled into Dwyn, rubbing against him lazily as he kneaded the other boy\'s shoulders with the heels of his hands. His tail swayed languorously as Kieran buried his face in Dwyn\'s neck, nuzzling him lovingly.

\"Is it too fast for you?\" Dwyn asked suddenly, head tilting back as he held Kieran on top of him, legs spreading to let him settle comfortably between them.

\"Nuh-uh,\" Kieran said, shaking his head. \"Everything\'s perfect when it comes to you. Because of you.\"

\"Then, would it be too fast if I told you I want to keep you?\" he asked a little breathlessly. \"With me, as mine?\"

Kieran peered up at him and smiled slowly. \"I would gladly be yours, and were you mine,\" he said sweetly, leaning into seal his words with a kiss.

Dwyn kissed him firmly. \"I am yours,\" he said simply. \"I never wanted anybody else anyway.\"

Kieran wished that he could say the same and then realized that not only did he not give a crap, but that Dwyn wasn\'t likely to either. He smiled and kissed Dwyn deeply, lingeringly. \"Boku no, anata no. Mine, yours,\" he mumbled.

Dwyn nodded, fingers brushing Kieran\'s hair back from his face. \"I don\'t care who you had before,\" he said haltingly, almost as if he was listening to a little voice in his head. \"You\'re mine now. I want to bond with you.\"

Kieran leaned into Dwyn\'s hand, dark eyes fluttering as he purred. \"I will gladly bond with you. In every way and position possible,\" he said cheerfully, with a promising smile.

Dwyn kissed his forehead. \"You\'ll find a willing student,\" he said humorously, chuckling at his own lack of experience. \"And whatever else you say, I\'m glad one of us knows what he\'s doing.\"

\"It\'s safer that way, if nothing else,\" Kieran said amiably, smiling. \"And for some reason, I look forward to corrupting you,\" he said with an impish grin.

\"I\'ve already been corrupted,\" he murmured. \"From the minute I first saw you I thought you embodied the shadows and I wanted to be near you. Your personality seemed so at odds with what I felt in here.\" He slid his hand between their stomachs, curling it into a fist at his gut. \"But I wasn\'t wrong.\"

Kieran smiled and nuzzled into him, pressing the length of his body against Dwyn\'s side, purring. \"I looked into your eyes and I knew you\'d be my downfall. At first, that... that frightned me. Not you, but the change you represented. It\'s not a downfall at all... perhaps a downfall of a child, and the birth of me. It was a decision I will never, ever, ever regret or want to.\"

Dwyn nodded. \"Let go of your regrets,\" he said meaningfully, grinding up against Kieran as his teeth found his lower lip. \"Completely, I mean. Let them go.\"

\"Is it... that easy?\" Kieran wanted to know, rubbing against Dwyn with a hopeful look and a warm, rumbling purr.

He sighed. \"I don\'t know. I don\'t have many regrets so far. But I think it is... you just tell yourself it doesn\'t matter anymore and you feel it slide away from your caring. You feel peace.\" He slid his hands over Kieran\'s back and kissed him hungrily. \"I\'m here. I\'ll be your peace.\"

Those words send a shiver down Kieran\'s spine. He curled into Dwyn. He wanted to fall into the sweet oblivion that Dwyn was offering him, and he would. It was no harder to dismiss regrets - foolish ones, no less, and he didn\'t have a lot - than it was to love or to give away oneself. And that was -so- easy. He nodded determinedly and clung to Dwyn, telling himself it didn\'t matter until it was true.

And it was Dwyn\'s arms around him, those lips upon his... that was what let him do it.

Dwyn kissed him repeatedly through it, hands smoothing over his skin and his hair, breath blushing warm against his skin, body hot and firm against his.

Kieran finally relaxed atop Dwyn, returning those kisses sweetly. There was something about beingin Dwyn\'s arms that made nothing else matter half as much as it used to. It gave him a perspective on the world. He wouldn\'t regret, and he would open his eyes.

Dwyn caressed him, shifting again under Kieran until he had as much of his body pressed against Kieran\'s as possible, skin hot against skin. Kieran was soft and light, like an angel come to rest in his bed, and his thumbs smoothed over the scars on Kieran\'s back even as he slung one leg around his legs and nuzzled at his shoulder.

Kieran purred happily, wriggling his arms under Dwyn and snuggling into him, rubbing against him enthusiastically. He thought that he was recovered sufficiently by now, and wouldn\'t at all mind more. And Dwyn was ever so sweet, hot and pure in a heady way.

Dwyn nuzzled him, wrapped his other leg around him, and clung endearingly to his kitten as he bit down on Kieran\'s shoulder. That abused section of flesh was raw by now and marked with the shape of his teeth in several places. His canines slid easily into a groove they\'d made earlier and he put pressure on them until he\'d drawn blood, savoring the spice of Kieran\'s skin with the heat of his life-force.

Kieran arched into Dwyn\'s mouth with a little cry. It hurt, but pain wasn\'t what it used to be. It meant something new altogether, something sweet, something dark. One of those things that lurked around the edges of you and teased you mercilessly. Kieran welcomed it warmly, purring and flipping his fail over Dwyn\'s legs as he rocked into the other boy\'s hips.

Dwyn made a slightly startled sound as he felt himself hardening again. His nails dug into those scars, raking down their lines. Someday, he would take a knife to those scars and claim them all, and the memories and worries they held, for his own. Someday, Kieran would have no marks on him except for Dwyn\'s own. But for now.... for now, he was more interested in the warmth and grinding of their bodies together and of the slow ache he could actually feel throbbing again in his groin.

Had Kieran been aware of it, that idea would have been quite valuable to him. But, oblivious, he just laughed breathlessly, the sound breaking into a shivery moan as he threw his head back, the tips of his fingers and their sharp nails digging into Dwyn\'s back as he clenched at the other boy. The warmth was foremost in his mind as well as he rubbed happily against the other boy.

\"I want you again,\" Dwyn growled as he undulated his body beneath Kieran\'s, teeth ravaging his throat. \"Want to be close to you...\" He dug his nails in fiercely, as well as his teeth, seeking more blood, more closeness, a merger of bodies but not realizing that there was a less damaging way to do it.

Kieran nodded slightly and slowly pulled back a little bit, moving to caress Dwyn\'s cheek as he stared down at the other. \"We can...\" he said. Then his throat seized up and he tried to swallow, his cheeks suddenly a fetching shade of pink. \"We can go all the way.\" Kieran\'s voice was a whisper.

Dwyn tilted his head, letting it fall back, golden eyes fixed on Kieran\'s. \"All the way,\" he repeated, remembering what his mother had told him that that entailed. \"We could be inside each other.\"

Kieran frowned thoughtfully and contemplated the mechanics of that. \"I don\'t think we\'d be able to do it simultaneously,\" he said slowly, \"but we can trade off.\" He was still thinking about that, wondering if it could be physically achieved.

Dwyn shrugged. \"I didn\'t necessarily mean at once,\" he said.

\"More like... just the concept...\" He smirked. \"I have NO idea. Come here.\" he yanked Kieran\'s head down by the hair and crushed his lips to his, biting down on his lower lip and giving his head a good shake.

Kieran had honestly known better, but it had been interesting to think about, but those ponderings went flying as he meeped and then melted, biting back as he gripped Dwyn\'s shoulders tightly.

Dwyn ground up against him hungrily, fingers curling in his hair, gasping between kisses as he tried to meld into Kieran, tried to devour him from the lips inward.

Kieran moaned throatily, returning the kiss passionately as he rocked down against Dwyn. He knew that they wouldn\'t actually get anywhere like this, but it was fun enough then. Only after a while did he slow, gently pulling away, dark eyes glazy. \"Do you want to fuck me?\" he asked huskily. A tiny voice in his mind wondered at his use of the f-word, something he\'d actually never said before, but right then, that didn\'t matter at all.

\"Fuck you?\" Dwyn\'s entire body convulsed, for some reason, at the way Kieran\'s lips shaped those words. He considered it for a moment, the way Kieran\'s ass would feel under his hands as he moved him, how hot his body would be around him. \"Will it injure you?\" His mother had said that without proper preparation, this sort of liason could result in severe injury, but he didn\'t know what \'proper preparation\' entailed.

\"Not in any way I won\'t enjoy, and not if we take a few precautions. Usually,\" and here he struggled to hide giggles at actually saying this, \"you want to use lubrication. Makes it go in easier.\" Admirably, he refrained from laughing while saying this, and managed a straight face as he peered dwon at Dwyn. The shiver in the other boy\'s body when he\'d said that went a long way to sobering his juvenile side, but a blush refused to leave his cheeks.

Dwyn nodded. \"Use WHAT for lubrication?\" he wondered, peeking out from under Kieran to look around his room. He didn\'t know if he had anything, but knowing what was appropriate would help.

Kieran tilted his head thoughtfully. \"Oil of some sort, usually,\" he said, knowing that there would surely be some sort of oil in a witch\'s house. \"Or water, but you need a -lot- of it and it doesn\'t work too well unless you\'re actually submerged.\"

Kieran tilted his head thoughtfully. \"Oil of some sort, usually,\" he said, knowing that there would surely be some sort of oil in a witch\'s house. \"Or water, but you need a -lot- of it and it doesn\'t work too well unless you\'re actually submerged.\"

Dwyn nodded. \"I have oil,\" he said. \"For dressing candles, for magick.... let me up.\" He squirmed out from under Kieran and fell off the side of the bed with a THUNK, wiggling his way over to his desk and sliding open one of the bottom drawers. \"And in a variety of scents, no less,\" he said, then burst into laughter.

Kieran stared at him, a grin curving his lips. \"What?\" he asked curiously, craning his neck to see if it was anything specific or just the general, surreal strangeness of this whole situation.

Dwyn muttered under his breath as he pushed vials aside. \"Rose, rosemary, honey, ca.....\" He looked up and grinned. \"Catmint...\"

\"You have cat-mint oil,\" Kieran said dryly, eyeing him in disbelief. \"Nuh-uh. Lemme see...\" He stretched out one hand, batting at Dwyn playfully as his tail swayed. Cat-mint was fun enough.

Dwyn handed him the vial, smirking slightly. \"Catmint\'s good for a lot of things,\" he said. \"I like using it in candle magick because it keeps Tal\'s attention. He likes to wander off... stupid cat. Crappy familiar.\"

\"Maybe I\'m cat enough to be your familiar, hmm?\" Kieran said with a wink, fully teasing. He lifted the vial and peered at it intently, sniffing interestedly. \"Mmm, no wonder it keeps his attention. Smells great.\"

Dwyn smiled deeply. \"Want to use it?\" he inquired almost innocently, sitting back on his hands and grinning at Kieran.

Kieran shivered and blushed, biting his lip as he nodded slowly. \"Hai,\" he murmured. Just the idea of having Dwyn inside him made him want to moan himself silly.

Dwyn nodded and picked it up, standing to his feet. As fun as it would have been to fuck Kieran mercilessly into the carpet, there was a dramatic (and slightly romantic) part of him that wanted his first time to be.... better than that. More respectful toward Kieran, somehow. And in any case, he\'d have plenty of times to fuck Kieran in interesting places later, especially if he held to that idea he\'d had earlier... he took Kieran\'s hand in his free one and drew his lover to him, crushing him to his body and leaning down to claim his lips.

Kieran wound his arms around Dwyn and pressed against him heartily, loving the feeling of being held so close that he could never fall away. He returned the kiss sweetly, rubbing against Dwyn arousingly. He wanted to make this special, too; he wanted to make sure that Dwyn was nothing but happy afterward and would stay that way. There were only so many says to ensure that, though, and the best was simply to love him as he made love to him.

Dwyn pushed him toward the bed, hooking a foot around his ankle and bearing him backwards onto the mattress as he fumbled with the little vial. Naked flesh pressed to naked flesh and he panted quietly as he ground against Kieran, so much smaller than him when they were standing. So easy to envelope and possess.

Kieran fell over without a bit of complaint, certainly not averse to being laid upon, especially when they were so delightfully grinding. The smell of the cat-mint oil sharpened his senses, making his ears twitch as he purred and wound his legs around Dwyn\'s waist. He truly was tiny, but there was plenty of personality packed into that slender frame, and more than enough shadow.

Dwyn chewed his lower lip as he uncorked the vial and pressed it into Kieran\'s hand, settling back to observe and learn, since he felt a little nervous about trying this himself.

Kieran took it and eyes it thoughtfully. Then a truly mischevious smile spread across his face, accompanied by a slight blush. He grabbed one of Dwyn\'s pillows and dropped it on the bed behind him, leaning back until his shoulders were propped up by it. He smoothed the oil over his fingers, biting his lip as he watched what he was doing. He was trembling slightly, but he knew he had to at least explain something. \"Works better if you... stretch first,\" he said softly, sliding one (great smelling, to him) hand down to his entrance.

Dwyn was suddenly incredibly lightheaded. He didn\'t know why, but something about Kieran sliding his own hand, ever so slowly, toward his own groin was.... unbelievably sexy. He was instantly, demandingly hard and clenched his thighs together to ease the throbbing ache that shot up his spine, lips parting as his eyes glazed slightly in lust. Watching and waiting for Kieran to do... something. Something that would make Dwyn lose his reason altogether.

Kieran knew Dwyn was watching him with all the intensity of a starving hawk. It made his stomach flutter and his cock bob against his belly as he took a deep breath. He rubbed his fingers over his hole, spreading the oil around, and then pressed the tip of one finger in. He gave a little cry, slowly acclimatizing himself to the intrusion that felt very good. Dwyn would feel better, he knew, and that made him shiver harder.

Dwyn shuddered hard, muscles going slack as Kieran\'s face twisted in pleasure from touching himself. Touching HIMSELF... why was THAT so erotic? He had no clue, but it was, and watching Kieran stretch himself and whimper and purr, legs spread so wantonly, cheeks flushed, just BEGGING to be molested, was making it damned hard for him to breath.

Kieran\'s eyes were wide and completely dark as he gazed at Dwyn, mouth open so he could pant. He didn\'t mean to be so very crazy about doing this, but it was amazing and from the look on Dwyn\'s face, it had been a good idea. Putting on a bit of a show was fun in its own way, and he gasped again, legs spreading wider as he pressed another finger inside, fucking himself shamelessly.

Dwyn shuddered again, breath hissing through his teeth as Kieran made a delicious little display of himself, tail twitching, ears folded. Gods, but he wanted to... and suddenly, he could put a name to exactly what he wanted. He wanted to shove his cock into Kieran\'s body and fuck him until he screamed, feel his nails in his back, his lithe body under him, his teeth in his neck. He wanted Kieran\'s legs and tail wrapped around him and soft whimpering cries in his ear and hot, tight warmth surrounding his erection. The erection which, if left alone, would quickly cause him to pass out from blood loss if he let this go on much longer.

Kieran continued, oblivious to what was running through Dwyn\'s mind. All he could think of was what it would be like to have Dwyn inside him, fucking him senseless. To feel that ferocity, all that wild hunger consuming him whole, in a way far more satisfying than any other he could think of. He added a third finger, knowing that it would work better if he was well prepared, but desperate. After what felt like an age to him, he stopped, trembling as he drew his hand away. The smell of cat-mint was all around him and he put more of the oil in his hand, meaning to apply it to Dwyn.

Dwyn was panting quietly, utterly still, watching Kieran with baited breath to see what he would do next. Was that all? If it wasn\'t, he didn\'t want to risk it. He wanted Kieran SO badly, but he refused to get ahead of his lover. He REFUSED to cause him lasting damage just because he couldn\'t wait. So, kneeling between Kieran\'s thighs, he brought his hand up and shakily caressed his knee, dropping a kiss on it as he watched.

Kieran smiled and leaned forward, kissing Dwyn gently as he wrapped his dripping hand around the other boy\'s erection. He slid his hand down, slicking Dwyn\'s cock liberally. That was easy enough, and he could do that while sucking face, which he happily did, purring madly the whole time.

Dwyn shivered in Kieran\'s hands and reached out, arms sliding around him as he pulled the other boy in close and ravaged his mouth. His cock was marble-hard, hot and throbbing in Kieran\'s grip, already dripping just a little. He pulled away with a gasp and practically snarled, \"I want you....\"

\"Un,\" Kieran agreed with a short nod. He plastered himself against Dwyn, scrambling into his lap and guiding the other\'s cock to his entrance. He desperately wanted to drop himself on it, but that wouldn\'t have been half as fun as what he did do. Instead, he chose to lift himself up enough to press the head of Dwyn\'s erection ever so slowly into him. It hurt deliciously and he moaned shakily and nearly lost control. He was immeasurably tight, hot and pulsing around Dwyn as he sank himself down.

Dwyn gasped, shuddering, NEEDING to seize Kieran by the hips and sheath himself inside him more than he\'d ever needed anything in his entire fucking LIFE. But the mantra repeated in his head - ~No lasting injury. No lasting injury~ So he brought his hands up slowly and arched into Kieran\'s blessed, tight (oh, GODS so tight) heat and groaned as he fought for his self control.

Kieran cried out, dark eyes wide as they locked onto Dwyn\'s face. He wanted to badly to forget caution and forget sanity altogether and just rut like an animal, but that wasn\'t really satisfying. He let himself sink all the way down, whimpering as he did so. His tail curled around Dwyn\'s waist, as did his legs. He pressed himself tightly to the other boy and shivered, tightening around him deliciously.

Dwyn\'s hands found Kieran\'s hips. \"Kieran,\" he ground out, shifting and letting out a keening cry as Kieran\'s body shifted around him with the motion. \"Can I....?\"

\"Please,\" Kieran moaned, clinging to Dwyn\'s shoulders. He couldn\'t move much himself; he half thought his muscles would atrophy right then and there.

Dwyn gasped as his hands dug bruisingly hard into Kieran\'s hips, lifted him, and brought him down... eliciting a yell from Dwyn as his head snapped back that was pure lust, and pure satiation in one. He did it again, grinding Kieran\'s thighs down against his hips this time, in him up to the hilt. Then he slung an arm around Kieran\'s lower back and surged forward, bringing Kieran down against the mattress with him and driving hard into his body.

Kieran nearly screamed, biting it off as it threatened to escape his lips in a frantic wail. He instead chose to thrust up against Dwyn, trembling wildly as his hands scrabbled for purchase on the soft skin of Dwyn\'s back, nails digging in. His tail lashed wildly, twitching in the air as he looked up at Dwyn, cheeks still flushed and his hair in wild disarray.

Dwyn set a hard, fast motion growling in Kieran\'s ear as his teeth found his throat and sank into it, his nails digging cruelly into his lover\'s hips as he shifted up, forcing Kieran\'s hips to tilt further up and let him deeper, and drove into him again. Kieran\'s nails in his back made him snarl and he worried at his lover\'s throat as he slammed home, again and again, pulling back before his hips crashed into Kieran\'s ass.

Every muscle in Kieran\'s body was pulled tautas the nekojin writhed, moaning his pleasure. It didn\'t hurt, or, if it did, it didn\'t matter; pain was just another state of mind now and besdies, nothing Dwyn did to him could hurt him. And that felt amazing, that uncontrolled ravaging. Caden had never done anything of the sort; he\'d always been gentle, as though he were worried about hurting Kieran. He felt dirty for thinking of anyone else right then, though, and (easily, with Dwyn\'s frantic motions helping out) discarded those thoughts to claw at Dwyn\'s back.

Dwyn\'s nails raked down Kieran\'s thighs, drawing blood, as he drove himself into Kieran again and again. Belatedly, he felt the warm hardness of Kieran\'s cock pressed between their stomachs and slid one hand under Kieran\'s lower back, pressing them together with his erection locked between them and making his thrusts long, sliding motions as their bodies rocked together on his bed. His teeth made their way from his shoulder up to his jaw and he bit the soft skin behind it.

Kieran let out a strangled cry and thrust back against Dwyn, black eyes wide as his nails dragged down the other\'s back, carving lines in his skin and letting a few drops of blood roll free. He was blown away by the feeling of Dwyn pounding into him, by the friction on his cock between then... by all of it. But mostly it was the knowledge that it was DWYN doing this to him. That almost made him come on the spot, but he tried to hold out, moaning wildly as his ears twitched in on themselves.

\"Yes,\" Dwyn growled against his skin, folding Keiran over even more as he tried to find his way deeper with cock and nails and teeth, abusing his prostate violently as their skin smacked together again and again. \"Kieran...\" he ground out through gritted teeth as that warmth pooled and then swelled, threatening to overwhelm him.

Kieran arched into Dwyn, his whole body jerking as he shook. \"Dwyn!\" he cried, clinging to the other boy with all his none-too-easily-dismissed strength. It curled inside him and exploded outward, pouring out of his body as he keened loudly, dark eyes staring up at Dwyn. He came so hard he thought his mind would go flying right out his cock with the rest of him, and it continued to feel that way as fire rippled over every inch of his skin. He was alive and dead and living and dying and everything was perfect in the world for that one timeless instant, and it was all thanks to Dwyn. He tightened to the point of pain as his nails dug bloody furrows into Dwyn\'s back.

He was keening, a steady, animalistic noise that barely served to express the tension he felt coiling tighter and tighter and tighter. And then Kieran clung to him, dug into him, tightened around him and he let out a wildcat\'s scream as all that tension exploded from his body, sending firecrackers of pleasure through his head that literally made him see stars and yanking every bit of tension he might have had in him out along with it. It was so good, and like before, he couldn\'t stand it, couldn\'t stand to take anymore but he kept thrusting and driving it higher because he just couldn\'t stop and he felt he might sink into Kieran and become one flesh with him if they got any closer, and no one, however powerful, would be able to seperate them for the rest of their days.

Kieran couldn\'t stop shaking. He held on tightly to Dwyn, every point of contact a little frozen flame in its own right as he whimpered piteously. He couldn\'t move - not that the wanted to or ever would want to - and he wondered for a moment if they could just stay like this forever. He wanted to, and that thought grew clearer as the golden haze drowning his mind slowly drained away, leaving him with the warm fuzzy knowledge that Dwyn had just fucked him, come inside him, and that owned and was owned.

Dwyn finally shook, slowed, and sank into Kieran\'s arms, panting with exertion, still pressed deeply into Kieran\'s body with his nails dug into his hips. He wanted to say something, but he had nothing to say - no words would do justice to what they\'d just done. Kieran was so tiny under him, so perfectly formed and beautiful, that he pressed down a little trying to be closer to him, trying to cover him better, as he tried to get his wits back.

Kieran smiled, purring as he nuzzled into Dwyn, rubbing his cheek against the other boy\'s shoulder. His tail slowly wound around Dwyn\'s thigh, caressing his skin softly as the nekojin curled up into Dwyn. Inhaling all those cat-mint fumes had almost made his mind a bit fuzzy, but the sheer adrenaline rush from... from... gods, from making love with Dwyn (and oh, that mental phrase carried so much, all of it perfect and shimmeringly sweet) had banished its effects completely.

Dwyn slowly released his hips and slid his arms around him, nuzzling his shoulder and kissing it instead of biting. \"My kitten,\" he murmured hazily. \"Love you.\"

Kieran meowed softly, grinning lethargically at Dwyn as he wriggled under the other, shifting to twine himself around the other boy and snuggle him clingingly. \"Ai shiteru.\"