They moved deeper and deeper and soon enough his entire lower half, still nestled in Leviathan’s arms, was soaked in the hot liquid. He couldn’t deny it felt good. Great, really. As if it had dived into his skin and relaxed the muscles that it touched, like a warm hand rubbing at him.
“It’s nice. Isn’t it?” Leviathan asked softly.
The pool rose to his chest, wrapping his torso in warm liquid. Muscles he hadn’t even realized were tight relaxed in his back.
“Yes. It’s nice.” Dark. Evil.
But nice.
Leviathan paused at the other end of the pool, the glass wall just inches away from them across a short strip of rocky floor. He turned and sat, startling a gasp from Cullen as they sank deeper. He shifted uncomfortably as the blood came up to his shoulders, his human instinct making him shy away for a moment before he relaxed again, resting his head against Leviathan’s shoulder.
The minutes passed and neither of them moved or spoke. When the pool grew even warmer, Cullen felt his eyes starting to slip closed.
“You’re tired.”
“Mm.” He murmured, nuzzling against him. “It’s been along night.”
“And here I was thinking you would have wanted to play a bit with my tail.”
His eyes slowly blinked open. Just inches away from his face, the sharp tip of Leviathan’s tail flicked up through the water. He inhaled slowly and reached for it, taking it gently just under the tip and pulling it towards him.
“Knowing you, you mean something perverted by ‘play’.”
He grinned against his hair. “Maybe.”
He laughed shakily. “You’re insane.”
“Isn’t that what you love about me?”
“It is.” He whispered, running his fingers over the blood-slicked scales. “What does it feel like?”
“Having a tail or your touch on my scales?”
He hesitated. “Both.”
“It’s like an arm.” He murmured. Cullen gasped as the tail shifted, curling around his wrist and squeezing. “I can feel it and move it at will. Grab and squeeze things.” He took it from his wrist and let it slip under the dark surface. Cullen tensed as it ran over his stomach, down between his thighs. “I can feel myself between your thighs…”
His throat gave a hard bob. “Isn’t it weird enough that we’re bathing in blood right now. Do you have to add tail stuff?”
Leviathan chuckled and pulled him to his knees, forcing them to either side of his hips. Cullen drew in a slow breath, his hands moving to rest on his shoulders as he looked down at him. Skin to skin like this, that firmthingbetween his legs, Cullen found himself shivering. The tail slid up against his bare spine, making him gasp.
“It’s sharp.” He hissed, squeezing his shoulders.
“I can change that.” He murmured. Magic shifted the air; when the tail slid against him again, the tip of it was no longer sharp, but dull and round. Cullen froze, his eyes widening.
“Levi… Seriously, don’t do anything crazy.”
“Nothing crazy.” He promised breathlessly, two of his hands stroking his hips. Cullen sucked in a weak breath, squirming in his lap until Leviathan made a soft, needy sound and yanked him up against him, one strong arm keeping him in place against his chest while two others moved around him, grabbing him by the ass.
“Hold still.” Leviathan whispered. “It won't hurt.” Cullen gasped as he spread his cheeks, his face burning as Leviathan opened him up and began to rub at his entrance with the now rounded tip of that tail.
“Stop!” He choked out, burying his face in the crook of his neck. “It's too…it's weird…”
“Hush.” His last hand slid between them, his long fingers wrapping around both their erections–Cullen gasping at the new width of Leviathan’s–and squeezing tight as he began to stroke them.
Cullen clutched at his shoulders, his legs trembling hard as the tail rubbed and prodded at his entrance.
“Stop teasing.” He hissed, mortified tears pricking at his eyes. “Just do it.”
