OMG_Maou - ConRadWolfy - NC-17
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Pairing: ConRadWolfy
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, incest, PWP
Beta: deannawol who was marvellous enough to do it with no notice.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine!
Author's Notes: vain_chan mentioned that I didn't write this pairing as 'happy'. Never let it be said that I turn down a challenge.
Five days, ten hours and Shinou-knows-how-many minutes since Yozak left.
Conrad prowled around the bedroom, smoothing away wrinkles in the coverlet and straightening the few knick-knacks on the dresser. Not that they needed it, he'd already straightened everything twice. The brushes were a uniform distance apart and at exactly ninety degree angles from the edge of the dresser. He had checked every roster, signed off on every single leave request and quadruple-checked every single report. His desk was clear, his sword needed to be sharpened after hours of sword drill and his own father had ordered him off to bed after finding him helping the maids dust the attics.
He had had a long bath and read a book and he was still wide awake and practically vibrating with nervous energy. He wanted Yozak to come back (he'd already arranged to clear both their schedules for two days after Yozak's projected return) and he was tired of his right hand. He shrugged into a loose cotton robe and belted it securely. Maybe a walk would relax him a little.
He stepped out into the study and closed the door behind him. It was getting late and he didn't want to wake Rad if his kyodai was sleeping. He was half-way across the study when he heard a high-pitched whimper. He froze, ears pricked and all senses alert for any sounds of dangers.
There's a strangled moan and a stream of breathy moans, interspersed with higher-pitched gasps. Conrad felt his cheeks start to burn and he shuffled towards the closed door of his kyodai's room. He pressed a hand against the smooth wooden panel as the moaning became louder. His hand curled around the doorknob and the door opened, the faint grate of the hinges lost in the unsteady wail of pleasure from inside the room.
He stopped, cheeks burning and mouth drying at the sight before him. Rad was sitting on the biggest bed, back against the headboard with Wolfy sitting in his lap. The blond had his arms around Rad's neck and his head thrown back. Rad was nibbling at the slender throat while his fingers pressed into the crease of the smaller blond's buttocks. Wolfy's eyes were mostly closed, only the thinnest sliver of foggy emerald showing through blond lashes. His nightdress was rucked up around his hips, creating an alluring contrast of decadence and innocence.
Rad tilted his head, dark brown eyes looking up at Conrad and he smiled against the pale skin. Wolfy whimpered as Rad drew back, leaving a glistening trail of saliva along reddened skin. The brunet smiled, his free hand sliding up under the crumpled pink nightdress and Wolfy jumped, wailing softly as his hips bucked up into Rad’s touch.
Rad kept his eyes on Conrad, both hands still busy urging the small blond to greater heights of arousal. There was something almost challenging about his posture, head dipping to worry at reddened marks on Wolfy’s shoulders and neck with a feigned nonchalance that screamed "Mine!"
They stared at each other, the tense silence broken by Wolfy’s soft panting and occasional gasps. Then Rad smirked, guiding Wolfy’s flushed face to rest against the side of his neck. "Took you long enough. I was starting to think you - uh - weren’t coming."
Conrad smiled, hands dropping to unfasten the belt of his robe. "I prefer this to getting off on listening in to you."
Rad acknowledged the remark with a sharp bark of laughter. Conrad smirked as he made his way over to join his kyodai on the bed, shedding his light pyjamas as he came. Wolfy’s eyes opened a little wider as Rad grasped him by the hips and turned him to face Conrad, pulling away the nightgown to reveal smooth, pale skin.
Rad was already naked and Conrad, sitting on the end of the bed, watched his hands roaming over Wolfy’s chest. He could see the signs that suggested Rad’s control was faltering a little more with each gasp and whimper.
The taller brunet moved forward, hand turning Wolfy’s face into a bruising kiss. The blond keened softly, leaning into the kiss and Conrad slipped his arms around the slim waist, guiding Wolfy up and into position as Rad sat up, back more solidly braced against the headboard.
Together, Rad’s hands on his hips and Conrad’s arms around his waist, they manoeuvred Wolfy into position. Conrad kissed the small blond, eyes half-open. He felt the tension as Rad started to push in and the way emerald eyes fly open; fluttering closed again as he relaxes, sinking back until he’s sitting in Rad’s lap, the brunet buried to the hilt inside him. Conrad shifted, one hand moving to grasp at his own erection.
Wolfy looked almost ethereal, all pale skin and golden hair and Rad’s face was twisted into a primitive mask of lust and avarice, his hands dark against Wolfy’s hips. Conrad tightened his grip, a gloss of sweat beading across his upper lip and prickling against his bare back. He squeezed his eyes shut, hand moving jerkily up and down.
His eyes flew open at the feel of a softer hand curling around his erection and he looked down to see Wolfy’s hand - so small and delicate compared to his own - moving slowly up and down.
Rad was watching, dark eyes gleaming over Wolfy’s shoulder. Conrad licked dry lips and his eyes darted from one to the other. Rad kissed the side of Wolfy’s neck, clearly leaving the decision to the smaller Mazoku. Conrad looked back into wide, open green eyes and Wolfy smiled, leaning forward to press their lips together.
It was a surprisingly chaste kiss, offering affection and trust. He groaned as Wolfy leant back. "Aniiue is tense...let me help?"
He’s long past the point of coherency and he jerks his head; something that may equally have been a nod or a headshake. Wolfy’s hand slips away and he makes a garbled noise of protest. Wolfy laughs, then fingers are replaced by a warm, wet pressure that makes Conrad’s eyes cross.
The rasp of a rough tongue along the taut skin makes him twitch and he can feel the faint scrape of teeth. Forcing his eyes open, he can see strands of blond hair sticking to his sweaty stomach-muscles. Wolfy’s head bobs, lips closing around Conrad as he sucks tentatively. Conrad gasps for air, eyes riveted on the blond head in his lap. Rad growls, a throaty sound of lust. Conrad looks up at him, seeing gleaming eyes fixed on Wolfy, dark with jealousy, and Rad shifts, hands gripping Wolfy’s hips as he starts to move, thrusting forward.
Wolfy swallows nervously, the brief suction making Conrad jerk and he tangles his fingers in sweaty hair. Wolfy rocks against him as Rad thrusts harder, leaning into Wolfy. Conrad longs to match him thrust for thrust but he can feel Wolfy trembling between them and, drawing on every reserve of strength he has, remains passive and still.
He can feel his climax building, even as Rad slides a hand under Wolfy and the blond whimpers into Conrad’s crotch. His hands tighten in the blond hair and Wolfy’s lips move. Rad is grunting as he pushes into Wolfy harder and deeper.
Conrad’s close, he can feel it. Feel the ripples of pleasure starting to crest in the way Wolfy moves and the pitch of Rad’s growling. He thrusts once, as white lights explode behind his eyes and Wolfy’s mouth opens wiiiiide...
...he claws his way back to awareness an indeterminate time later, lying sprawled on the bed, Wolfy breathing slow and deep against his belly and Rad watching him from the other side of the blond through inscrutable eyes. He blinks muzzily at the smaller brunet and Rad blinks.
"Come on, help me move him." Rad asks, or demands: it can be hard to tell, sometimes.
Conrad helps him carry Wolfy to the other bed and settles him against Rad, head on the other brunet’s shoulder. He sways on his feet, trying to muster the strength to get back to his own - empty - room. He blinks as Rad catches his wrist. The other brunet doesn’t meet his eyes, studying Wolfy’s sleeping face as he speaks in an overly casual voice. "You can stay here tonight...if you want..."
Conrad smiles and crawls in to wrap his arms around Wolfy and all of Rad that he can reach. "I’d like that."
Pairing: ConRadWolfy
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, incest, PWP
Beta: deannawol who was marvellous enough to do it with no notice.
Disclaimer: The characters are not mine!
Author's Notes: vain_chan mentioned that I didn't write this pairing as 'happy'. Never let it be said that I turn down a challenge.
Five days, ten hours and Shinou-knows-how-many minutes since Yozak left.
Conrad prowled around the bedroom, smoothing away wrinkles in the coverlet and straightening the few knick-knacks on the dresser. Not that they needed it, he'd already straightened everything twice. The brushes were a uniform distance apart and at exactly ninety degree angles from the edge of the dresser. He had checked every roster, signed off on every single leave request and quadruple-checked every single report. His desk was clear, his sword needed to be sharpened after hours of sword drill and his own father had ordered him off to bed after finding him helping the maids dust the attics.
He had had a long bath and read a book and he was still wide awake and practically vibrating with nervous energy. He wanted Yozak to come back (he'd already arranged to clear both their schedules for two days after Yozak's projected return) and he was tired of his right hand. He shrugged into a loose cotton robe and belted it securely. Maybe a walk would relax him a little.
He stepped out into the study and closed the door behind him. It was getting late and he didn't want to wake Rad if his kyodai was sleeping. He was half-way across the study when he heard a high-pitched whimper. He froze, ears pricked and all senses alert for any sounds of dangers.
There's a strangled moan and a stream of breathy moans, interspersed with higher-pitched gasps. Conrad felt his cheeks start to burn and he shuffled towards the closed door of his kyodai's room. He pressed a hand against the smooth wooden panel as the moaning became louder. His hand curled around the doorknob and the door opened, the faint grate of the hinges lost in the unsteady wail of pleasure from inside the room.
He stopped, cheeks burning and mouth drying at the sight before him. Rad was sitting on the biggest bed, back against the headboard with Wolfy sitting in his lap. The blond had his arms around Rad's neck and his head thrown back. Rad was nibbling at the slender throat while his fingers pressed into the crease of the smaller blond's buttocks. Wolfy's eyes were mostly closed, only the thinnest sliver of foggy emerald showing through blond lashes. His nightdress was rucked up around his hips, creating an alluring contrast of decadence and innocence.
Rad tilted his head, dark brown eyes looking up at Conrad and he smiled against the pale skin. Wolfy whimpered as Rad drew back, leaving a glistening trail of saliva along reddened skin. The brunet smiled, his free hand sliding up under the crumpled pink nightdress and Wolfy jumped, wailing softly as his hips bucked up into Rad’s touch.
Rad kept his eyes on Conrad, both hands still busy urging the small blond to greater heights of arousal. There was something almost challenging about his posture, head dipping to worry at reddened marks on Wolfy’s shoulders and neck with a feigned nonchalance that screamed "Mine!"
They stared at each other, the tense silence broken by Wolfy’s soft panting and occasional gasps. Then Rad smirked, guiding Wolfy’s flushed face to rest against the side of his neck. "Took you long enough. I was starting to think you - uh - weren’t coming."
Conrad smiled, hands dropping to unfasten the belt of his robe. "I prefer this to getting off on listening in to you."
Rad acknowledged the remark with a sharp bark of laughter. Conrad smirked as he made his way over to join his kyodai on the bed, shedding his light pyjamas as he came. Wolfy’s eyes opened a little wider as Rad grasped him by the hips and turned him to face Conrad, pulling away the nightgown to reveal smooth, pale skin.
Rad was already naked and Conrad, sitting on the end of the bed, watched his hands roaming over Wolfy’s chest. He could see the signs that suggested Rad’s control was faltering a little more with each gasp and whimper.
The taller brunet moved forward, hand turning Wolfy’s face into a bruising kiss. The blond keened softly, leaning into the kiss and Conrad slipped his arms around the slim waist, guiding Wolfy up and into position as Rad sat up, back more solidly braced against the headboard.
Together, Rad’s hands on his hips and Conrad’s arms around his waist, they manoeuvred Wolfy into position. Conrad kissed the small blond, eyes half-open. He felt the tension as Rad started to push in and the way emerald eyes fly open; fluttering closed again as he relaxes, sinking back until he’s sitting in Rad’s lap, the brunet buried to the hilt inside him. Conrad shifted, one hand moving to grasp at his own erection.
Wolfy looked almost ethereal, all pale skin and golden hair and Rad’s face was twisted into a primitive mask of lust and avarice, his hands dark against Wolfy’s hips. Conrad tightened his grip, a gloss of sweat beading across his upper lip and prickling against his bare back. He squeezed his eyes shut, hand moving jerkily up and down.
His eyes flew open at the feel of a softer hand curling around his erection and he looked down to see Wolfy’s hand - so small and delicate compared to his own - moving slowly up and down.
Rad was watching, dark eyes gleaming over Wolfy’s shoulder. Conrad licked dry lips and his eyes darted from one to the other. Rad kissed the side of Wolfy’s neck, clearly leaving the decision to the smaller Mazoku. Conrad looked back into wide, open green eyes and Wolfy smiled, leaning forward to press their lips together.
It was a surprisingly chaste kiss, offering affection and trust. He groaned as Wolfy leant back. "Aniiue is tense...let me help?"
He’s long past the point of coherency and he jerks his head; something that may equally have been a nod or a headshake. Wolfy’s hand slips away and he makes a garbled noise of protest. Wolfy laughs, then fingers are replaced by a warm, wet pressure that makes Conrad’s eyes cross.
The rasp of a rough tongue along the taut skin makes him twitch and he can feel the faint scrape of teeth. Forcing his eyes open, he can see strands of blond hair sticking to his sweaty stomach-muscles. Wolfy’s head bobs, lips closing around Conrad as he sucks tentatively. Conrad gasps for air, eyes riveted on the blond head in his lap. Rad growls, a throaty sound of lust. Conrad looks up at him, seeing gleaming eyes fixed on Wolfy, dark with jealousy, and Rad shifts, hands gripping Wolfy’s hips as he starts to move, thrusting forward.
Wolfy swallows nervously, the brief suction making Conrad jerk and he tangles his fingers in sweaty hair. Wolfy rocks against him as Rad thrusts harder, leaning into Wolfy. Conrad longs to match him thrust for thrust but he can feel Wolfy trembling between them and, drawing on every reserve of strength he has, remains passive and still.
He can feel his climax building, even as Rad slides a hand under Wolfy and the blond whimpers into Conrad’s crotch. His hands tighten in the blond hair and Wolfy’s lips move. Rad is grunting as he pushes into Wolfy harder and deeper.
Conrad’s close, he can feel it. Feel the ripples of pleasure starting to crest in the way Wolfy moves and the pitch of Rad’s growling. He thrusts once, as white lights explode behind his eyes and Wolfy’s mouth opens wiiiiide...
...he claws his way back to awareness an indeterminate time later, lying sprawled on the bed, Wolfy breathing slow and deep against his belly and Rad watching him from the other side of the blond through inscrutable eyes. He blinks muzzily at the smaller brunet and Rad blinks.
"Come on, help me move him." Rad asks, or demands: it can be hard to tell, sometimes.
Conrad helps him carry Wolfy to the other bed and settles him against Rad, head on the other brunet’s shoulder. He sways on his feet, trying to muster the strength to get back to his own - empty - room. He blinks as Rad catches his wrist. The other brunet doesn’t meet his eyes, studying Wolfy’s sleeping face as he speaks in an overly casual voice. "You can stay here tonight...if you want..."
Conrad smiles and crawls in to wrap his arms around Wolfy and all of Rad that he can reach. "I’d like that."