Neko-laus 2 : Toy Tiger

*this is turning into the neverending chapter so I split it...I hope to get the second half up tonight. hahahaha, made a funny.*


Chapter Eight
Unmasking a Tiger

Mags reached up and laid the back of his hand against my forehead. “Is there something else wrong, Nicky? I know you don’t like them but I think maybe I should call a medic...”

“There’s nothing wrong with me.”

“Then why are you acting so strange?” Mags brushed my bangs back off my forehead.

I was embarrassed as hell. I never claimed to be the best at everything but gah, this was an essential part of life. My voice sounded pouty. “I wouldn’t be acting strange as you put it if you could pick up the signals.”

King Ass jumped to his feet. “Signals? You’re hearing signals? Are you hearing them now, Nicky?”

“Oh for fucks sake. I’m trying to seduce you.”

“You are?”

“Will you stop questioning everything damn thing I’m saying! Now get undressed and get in bed with me.”

“I think that attack did something to your head. You’re not thinking clearly.”

Oh yeah that was better. Instead of questions now he’s insulting me. “What makes you think I’m not thinking clearly?”

“Well, for one, you’ve never attempted seduction before.”

“Yes, I know, I apparently suck at it.”

“I wouldn’t know that either, you’ve never offered.” I snapped my eyes to him but I couldn’t tell if that was a tongue in cheek remark.

“You’re always jumping me.”

“I have not jumped you since we synchronized.”

“Well, thank you for that.” Our voices were getting louder as our conservation drew out. Louder. Who was I kidding? We were shouting at each other – as usual. Damn it. I was just falling back into my defensive mode of thinking, or I guess reacting. At least I was seeing it now. Mom had always said predictability is a quick way to end a life.

My sudden acquiesce to his not-raping-me-since-comments set him off guard. He stilled and while he was in mid blink, I reached up and grabbed my by the uniform shirt and pulled him down across the bed. This was why he was fucking worrying me. He might be the thunder and the lightening that put the fear of the gods in people but if it came down to a one on one situation he was dead.

Funny, I suddenly felt rejuvenated.

I sat on Mags waist and pinned his arms back to the bed. Because I knew I was dealing with a mage, I threaded my fingers between his to prevent him from doing any sort of conjuring that would get my ass tossed across the room. I felt him trying to break loose but he wasn’t going anywhere until I physically set him free. His hips rocked up against me as he tried to buck me off then he suddenly stilled.

I was bare ass naked. I was a somewhat healthy young male if you discounted the blackened eyes and healing nose and he was unintentionally dry humping the upper swell of my ass. My tom cat had woken up and had raised his head to come out and play. I smirked as Mags blue eyes widened in surprise.

“Nicky...”

I slowly arched my back up which dragged my hips forward stimulating my free nethers. I barely bit back a laugh as I felt my tattoo begin to spark to life. Apparently King Tiger didn’t mind being flat on his back. Still...

“Arty...”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Magnus, that better?”

“For now.” He relaxed beneath me. “What are you doing Nicky...asides from seducing me?”

“Are you saying I can’t seduce you? Or is it that you don’t want me to...” I let my voice trail off.

“You just breathing seduces me. I want to know what’s going on inside your head.”

“A build up of pressure...”

“Really? I should call for a medic then...”

“Damn it Mags, I’m trying to get you in the mood here.”

“What’s the pressure remark then?”

“I’m hard.”

His mouth opened then he looked down at the one eye that was staring at him so intently. “Oh.”

“Oh yeah, oh.” I decided to take the upper hand. “I want to feel you around me.”

“You want a hug?”

Was he being deliberately dim? I looked into his eyes and only saw true puzzlement there. Really? I sat up settling my weight on my knees and pulled on his hands until they were clasped tight over his chest. Was he? Could he be? No, wait I think Grim popped his cherry when he was passing on the skills and secrets of Wild Rabbit. Didn’t he? I was half out of my gourd when they were tag teaming me. No, it can’t be. Look at him. Men and women should have been fighting each other to stand in line to be noticed. Then again...as far as I could tell he didn’t have any friends and anyone considered a close acquaintance was part of his Mage team.

“Are you zoning?”

“I. Am. Not. Zoning.”

“Then...”

“Shut the fuck up for a minute, will you. Gees, give me some time to figure out how to say this without sound like a prick.”

Apparently the minute in Mages world is nothing like one for the rest of us. “Did you...”

“Magnus, are you a virgin?”

“I think you know that I’m not a virgin.”
I shook one hand loose and reached behind us, slipping between his legs and lightly grazing the glory zone. I almost ended up on the headboard but my knees clenched his waist. “Here. Are you a virgin here?”

“Nicky!”

I continued to pet that hidden area but leaned forward. A faint flush of blood had rushed to his face and his fair complexion showed how excited he was. The burning tattoo on my chest was enough of a tell especially the way it ignited on the first touch. I whispered into his ear. Wow, it was turning crimson as well. “I think you are, Mags.”

“What are you doing?”

“I. Want. To. Feel. You. Around. Me.” I tapped my finger with each word.

I shocked him speechless.

“Yeah?” I shook my hair out of my face so I could look down at him.

“I’ve....I mean...”

The Empire finds mage candidates at an early age, some as young as five years old. I have no doubt that King Tiger out stripped his age group then his class mates and still over powers his peers without truly trying. Mags as only ever known envy, jealousy and fear. Are you going to turn your back and offer up something so sacred to someone who’s plotting against you? I think not.

“Will you let me, Mags?”

I watched his face carefully. He whole expression had frozen to neutral.

“Why do you want to do this, Nicholas?”

I could have said something different. I should have pulled my usual attitude as Leader of the Skullz. I could have done a lot of things but I released his hands and slowly leaned forward, one hand on the mattress close to his head, the other lay lightly over the hidden mage mark. This was a day of firsts. I kissed him carefully because my nose was throbbing and softly. We had torn into each other in a frenzy caused by desperation. Our mouths would be bruised or lips split. I slipped my tongue between his lips and he opened his mouth wide to my plunder. Our tongues caressed each other, sliding up and down. I pulled back feeling a saliva strand hit me in the chin.

Mags blue eyes had darkened with lust. I could feel the evidence of his excitement straining underneath me. The back of his hand came up to gently brush against my cheek.

“Why do you want to do this?” His voice was barely a whisper.

“You’ve been waiting for me. You need me...” I wanted it to be a bold statement of my intent. It came out in a whisper. Mags went stone still beneath me. “and I need you.”

“...Nicky...”

“We don’t fit out there. Maybe, we fit together.” Mags blue eyes just watched me. The lack of expectation hung like a shroud between us. He was hurt far worse than I expected. “Mags, this is about as poetic as I get so you better say something.”

The lights in the room began to dim and it wasn’t of their own accord. I didn’t need to shift my vision to see that Mags was using his mage-ness on trivial things such as mood lighting. I opened my mouth to give him hell but he finally broke the silence.

“Is it going to hurt?”

“Well yeah. Look at the size of me.” I wasn’t bragging. What I might lack in length I made up for with girth. I wasn’t monstrous but when I had sex, my partner knew I had been there.

“You couldn’t have sugar coated it?”

“That’s the one thing about me you won’t have to worry about. I won’t lie to you. I think you figured that out yourself already. I’ll yell at you. I’ll fight with you. I’ll tell you exactly what I think whether you like it or not. So yeah, it’s going to hurt. It’s going to sting. You’re going to feel it for hours when we’re done but I will do everything I can to make it bearable, even enjoyable. I’ve gotten positive feedback over the years that I’m good.”

“And I’m not?”

I made a wry expression. “You’ve gotten better.”

Damn, he looked at me as if I just slapped his favorite treat out his hand just as he was about to take a lick.
“Did you give a flying fuck about any of your partners? Did you care if they got their jollies? I’m thinking that all you ever got was rentals – local whores who didn’t know you were King Tiger.”

Mags reached up and caught me by the back of the neck. He urged me down to his face and we kissed. “I don’t think you have any idea what you’re asking of me.”

“I’m asking you to trust me. I’ve got your back Maggie. I’ll be there with energy and with blades. Now I’m asking for your...”

“Yes...” I didn’t think he could flush any further but his face and ears turned a bright and deep red. He raised his arm and hid his eyes in the crook of his elbow. Surrender has never looked so sexy.

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*the smex continues....