Between Lust and Love

Author: Cin
Beta-whore: Ashton
Notes: I don’t know what kind of fresh hell brought this on. No, wait, I do. Ashton challenged me to this damn contest to see who could write random smut the fastest. Do me a favor. If you hate it, fucking stab her in the eeeeeeeye. -grins-
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Between Lust and Love

What was it about the middle of the night that made passion flow like wine? The beautiful night draping over the normally bright sky, the stars that shined in all their glory, it could've been any number of things. But there was one thing that was for certain. The fire had been lit, and Nik wasn’t going to be satisfied until he was unable to stand in the pleasure hazed state that only came with a good bedding.

He looked around for Dana, but no, she was no where to be found. She never was, no surprise there. Always off on some sort of "business trip" or taking a vacation without him. Some wife. No, they'd only gotten married because it was the right thing to do. Because they both had to have a child, someone to carry on their name. Radina was taking care of their son right now, so he was of no worry to Nik, who stalked down the halls of the house that bordered on mansion, blindly horny without excuse, and desperate to take care of himself. It was around this time that he ran across one of the male house cleaners that Dana had hired. No doubt to fuck him.

Another toy just for her amusement. How would she like it if he used one of her toys? A predatory smirk crossed the black haired man’s lips, and he snuck up on the poor housekeeper, tongue darting out to wet his lips needlessly. The male was definitely younger, at least five years. Being 25 himself, that meant that this one was fresh from school, and couldn't passably know that much. Especially considering that the boy was cleaning houses. He had delightful blonde hair, just the right length for pulling(a bonus, Nik decided), and his clothes were causal, which was perfect, because they'd come off easily.

"Your name, servant boy?" Nik herd his own voice come across intimidatingly, and saw it when the poor boy whipped around, clutching his chest, sea green eyes wide. He was panting lightly, and Nik couldn't keep the lecherous look from his eyes. This was going to be more then fun.

"D-D-Darious. My n-name is D-Darious." His body trembled as he looked just past the man who he'd been warned about, to see the door was already shut. That was it, his last hope. He'd been told that the master of the house liked to torment the younger males, and take them to bed. He'd no intention of giving himself over to his master, it wasn’t worth the money that he made.

"Darious? I love it. So innocent. So unbroken. You're beautiful, did you know that, Darious?" Nik asked, taking a lock of the boy's hair between his fingers, pleased to find it just as soft to the touch as one would first imagine. The look of fear only put fuel on the fire, feeding the dark haired man's desire to see the boy naked and spread out before him. It was then that he actually looked around the room that he'd wandered in to get to this boy. The library. Hundreds of volumes of old books that had rarely been touched since his marriage, a crackling fire being held in the extravagant brick fire place that was so guarded by a small gate, as though to stop stray embers from burning a rug that lay harmlessly next to it, made of some animal's fur. Oh, never had a scene of such innocents been looked upon with such malicious intent.

"I...I really should be going, sir. I mean, I've gotta get home. My brother-"

"You were hired here because you have no family, don't try to lie to me. I may not have known your name, but I know my wife, and the people she hires." As he spoke, Nik backed the boy up, the smile on his face spreading into a grin when the boy made the mistake of tripping, as so many a blonde in the horror films the man had grown so fond of. He lay on his back, spread over the rug like some sort of gift, and Nik took that moment to thank the God he didn't believe in for this delicious looking boy. "You've no where to go, Darious. Why not just stay here? If only for a night. You can't tell me you'd rather be alone, in your frumpy little apartment, then to spend the night in a place such as this." Nik lowered himself to his knees, and made sure his point was entirely clear as the two of them came nose to nose.
"I don-" Any protest the blonde was sure to continue with was silenced when lips caught his own, though in no manner was the kiss gentle. With that one action-tongue and teeth included-, Nik managed two things. He managed to tell Darious that this would be nothing more then blatant fucking, just a method of getting off for the both of them. He also managed utter drunkenness from the taste of the younger mouth, his head lightening and his breath shortening in just the slightest.

From this a chain of events was set in motion. Darious felt his entire world melt away in moments of the kiss, having never been treated in such a passionate way before, and having never felt as needed as he had in that moment. He felt his shirt being slid up, and hot hands groped and caressed, leaving him breathless. For only a moment was Nik willing to let that taste go, to pull the white shirt over the blonde's head, and he went right back to attacking that sweet mouth, hands freely exploring the playground of wiry muscle and tan skin they'd been afforded.

The kiss finally broke off for a more permanent moment, lips exploring an almost delicate jaw line as they took a short break to gather what panting breath they could. Logic had been speared a while ago, and Darious could think nothing more of getting away from his employer, griping at his shoulders as his neck was marked from gnashing teeth, bruised, and at one point the younger swore that the skin had been broken. Nik's hands, apparently bored with the torso they'd been offered, now worked on the casual black dress pants that adorned Darious's lower half so nicely. First off with the belt, tossing it carelessly in the general direction of the shirt, then fiddling with the button before unsnapping the pants. Slowly the zipper was pulled down and it became quickly clear that the boy wore no undergarments.

"Oh ho, what's this?" Nik cocked an eyebrow at the now blushing worker, highly amused with both the reaction and the initial situation. Lips went back to work and now the lobe of Darious's ear was unsafe, and most assuredly marked for the day to come tomorrow. Pressing their bodies tight together, Nik groaned as on of the boy's thighs rubbed against his painfully hard cock, his eyes rolling just slightly, lids fluttering as he continued to move against the hard thigh. The blonde caught on quickly and started to move his leg, tormenting the older man. This snapped Nik out of his pleasure hazed state. He was the one to torture the boy with pleasure, not the other way around. Quickly he pulled away, tearing the black button up away that he'd had on, exposing his well muscled chest to Darious, almost making the green eyed subordinate drool. He kissed the chest again, laying bites and marks where he felt it nessacary, working his own pants over his hips as this continued.

Things got frenzied, almost panicked from there, and Nik pulled the lean body up into a sitting position, keeping them as tight as possible, his fingers dancing over a weeping member, eyes locked on Darious’s face, watching the rolling green eyes as they were tortured by a pleasure it was obvious no one had given him before, mentally smirking as they rolled, and eyelids fluttered. There was nothing about this boy that was half-assed, that was for sure. Nik, in effort to keep himself from turning poetic in an manner, tore his eyes away and pulled from the boy almost fully.

Darious protested this with a pathetic whimper, eyes begging the man to continue what he’d been doing, hips still moving from the after shocks of pleasure that had been created by his hand. It was all that he could wish for to have the older man pressed against him again. A terrifying thought struck Darious. What if his boss was feeling guilty? What if the man was disgusted with him for giving himself over so easily? Oh God, to be left here, erect and ashamed, unable to do more then weep for his almost assured firing. Not to mention the shame of trying for another job, there would most certainly not be any recommendations from this man. In his painfully nervous state, the poor blonde had started going soft, and he’d pulled completely away from his now curious lover.

“Darious. Look at me.” Nik commanded strongly, a smirk crossing his lips as those sea colored eyes caught his own once again, wide and frightened. It had amused him to no extent to see the boy terrified out of his mind once again, and perhaps that is why he did what he did. Leaning forward and pressing the younger back, Nik wrapped his pouty lips around the head of the softening cock, suckling and coxing it back to life rapidly. The gasp that the blonde let out made Nik in turn groan, sending vibrations down the sensitive shaft and shaking Darious to his very core. Bit by bit, that hot mouth took more, and little by little, the older man wound his employee up, just enough to tease.

“Oh...oh Go...God...”Darious was twenty seconds from swallowing his own tongue it seemed, his fingers trembling as they wrapped in his bosses hair, little moans escaping him. His vision turned blurry as Nik swallowed him whole, his tip scraping the back of the older mans throat. His entire body shook this time as the dark haired man hummed a tuneless song, the vibrations being too much for his body. Nik pulled back just in time to catch the boy’s almost violent orgasm swallowing compulsively, eyes locked on the boy’s face as it twisted in pleasure, finding no greater enjoyment then watching him choke on a scream.

Licking his lips, the black haired man brought his face to Darious’s once again, eyes half lidded by lust, roving over the sleepily satisfied features of his partners face. “We’re not done, Darious.” It was amusing to see the boy nod in his hazed state, and it was almost amazing to see him turn around and present himself with more grace then anyone that Nik had taken before. His brown eyes darkened to a predatorily blackish color, and his fingers-wettened by his own pre-come-brushed against the pert cheeks, searching out that hidden entrance that he would so willingly abuse.
Whimpering, Darious arched his back as one slim digit slid into him, having not been entered in so long, he’d have to adjust to the feeling once again. The blonde was bowing before the grace of God that the man hadn’t just decided to take him dry. There was no way in hell he’d have been able to at least limp out of there had that been the case. His nails tightened in the carpet as another finger was added, eyes snapping shut. There was pain and pleasure for a few moments, but then there was nothing but a feeling of pure buzzing in his brain, and tingling in his body.

Nik smirked as he drank in the moan that tumbled from the younger’s lips, and he struck the boy’s prostate again, simply to hear that sound. The brown eyed man didn’t know when this had turned from just another conquest into an actual bought of sex, but he was highly pleased with the results. Darious was tight, and loosening nicely. It was obvious that they wouldn’t have to keep this up for much longer, and the idea of being able to nail the other made Nik positively giddy, but never before had he cared if the other person got off as he did with this boy.

Apparently it was too much to bare for the both of them, because Darious managed to ground out a demand that they get on with it, and Nik was more then happy to comply. Pulling the lean body against him once again, delighting in the feel of that strong back to his chest, Nik panted in the boy’s ear. “Mine.” Never had he been so possessive, but he reveled in the result as the body trembled and the blonde moaned, one hand gripping at the back of his lover’s neck and breathy demands to continue.

In a swift moment Nik buried himself completely in the tight body, groaning against the tan skin of the younger’s neck. Hot breath assaulted Darious as they took a moment to be still, to regain what little composure they’d had in the first place. Something then broke inside the both of them, and eyes caught for a split second in the grand mirror neither had taken notice to before.

They started, Nik’s nails curling tightly against the ripe skin of his employee’s hips, and he jerked the boy up, brining him back down just as hard, setting a quick pace. He delighted in the high moans that tumbled from Darious’s throat, thrusting up himself after a few moments and adding to the brutality. They climbed higher and higher up the ladder, as the pace quickened they both found themselfs unable to tear away from the mirror’s reflection, both finding it erotic in a narcissistic way to watch their bodies mingle and twine around one another. The hand that had wrapped itself around the back of Nik’s neck suddenly violently drew across his skin, nails breaking the skin and leaving fine red lines against a previously unmarred back, assuring a seething reminder of this for the morning.
Letting out something akin to a growl, Nik shifted just slightly, and smirked viciously when a shrill scream broke free from his toy’s throat, his thrusts growing more violent. He moved the boy faster in the same position, eyes never leaving the mirror as he continuously nailed his prostate, nails digging harder into the fleshy hips, breaking the skin as the boy had so curiously done for him, breath coming out in short pants as they continued, groaning out incoherent syllables, at one point something that could’ve been a name.

As the end started to come, they grew shorter of breath and they both finally tore their eyes from their refection, seemingly tired of the violence and desperation they saw there. A strong hand wrapped around Darious’s hard cock and stroked him roughly, two times was all it took before the boy was coating the older’s hand in a thick white fluid, screaming himself hoarse with black dots dancing across his vision. It was so much more extreme then his earlier orgasm, and God, was it so much better. Nik’s undoing was seeing this written all over the face of his latest victim, and the way that the already impossibly tight body clasped him even tighter.

“Mine.” He growled into the blonde’s ear once again as he found himself in shuddering release, absolute bliss taking over his entire brain as he primitively marked the other as his own. They both collapsed before the crackling fire, Darious on his side facing the dancing flame, and Nik on his other side, arm wrapped so possessively around his waist. They took a moment or two to wind back down from their activity, basking in the afterglow of what had to be one of the most intense orgasms either man had in a long time. After a period of time though, when the flames dwindled and the glow faded, Nik got up, pulling away from the naked form of his considered lover.

“You’ll be staying here tonight, so dress and find yourself a room.” The black haired man said as he pulled his pants on, though not coldly. They dressed in silence, the fire doing the talking for them. When they both looked decent, aside from sex hair and the traces of lust left in their eyes, Darious smiled at his employer, and without realizing, Nik smiled back. He ducked in and stole a kiss before leaving the room that smelled strongly of sex and sweat.

Humming a tuneless song, Nik stopped before a window that gave a clear view to the night’s sky, and the full moon that dance with the stars in the sky.

“My temptress, you’ve made me a new conquest. How ever can I repay you?”

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Cin: Leave me feedback. Feedback motivates me. -grins-
Nik: Yes, please do. I like it when she’s motivated.
Darious: Easy for you to say, you’ll never be the bitch.
Nik: Hush, mere mortal. You are not a sex god, as I am.
Cin: That can change.
Nik: -gulps-
Darious: I’m starting to like this feedback idea.