Their lips brushed. Once. Twice. Cullen’s hand drifted up without him telling it to, winding around Leviathan’s neck as he leaned back into him. His hand slid down Cullen’s stomach and Cullen was horrified when he felt a slow erection beginning to form again. He quickly drew away, hisface burning.
“I…I can't…uh…” He dropped his gaze and then quickly turned around again, the back of his neck burning while he avoided his gaze. Leviathan only chuckled softly and began to wash him again, moving the loofah along his collarbone before dipping it a little lower. Cullen swallowed hard.
“I do not want you pushing me away anymore.” Leviathan murmured in his ear. Cullen said nothing, watching silently as the loofah moved over his chest–over a nipple. He squirmed. “We can do as you please.” He continued softly. “Dates, inside or outside of the realm. Sparring. Reading. Whatever you like.”
The loofah ran over his other nipple and Cullen sucked in a breath. “But you do not push me away.”
He should have argued, should have jumped out the bath and slapped him but… “Okay.”
The loofah ran over his nipple again, lingering there, and this time Cullen leaned into it with a soft gasp.
Heat was spreading through his body again, making him feel needy despite the aches and pains. Leviathan slid the loofah down his stomach and he twitched impatiently.
“I want a yes.” Leviathan murmured into his ear. His tongue darted out to lick the cup of it just as his hand slid down–
“Yes!” Cullen gasped, arching into the touch as his fingers brushed his cock. “Yes. Okay. I won't…I won't push you away…” He shivered as Leviathan began to wash him. “Please…”
“I thought you were tired, pet.” He murmured, rubbing at him. A soft, breathless sound popped from his mouth.
“I.. I am…” But he was finally getting the relief he'd so craved… “Wow…” He breathed, his eyelids fluttering when Leviathan dropped his face to his neck and began to kiss his way down it.
"I'll make it quick." Leviathan murmured, sucking at a sensitive spot on his throat as he began stroking Cullen’s cock again, loofah forgotten. Cullen groaned, leaning back against his chest, his head on his shoulder. He could feel Leviathan's cock growing against his back. He squirmed, reaching a hand back into Leviathan’s hair as he continued to kiss his neck. He sighed, leaning his head to the side. Leviathan ran his teeth down his throat, clamping down on his shoulder hard. Cullen let out a yelp, feeling his teeth break the skin. A little jolt of pleasure shot down to his groin.
Leviathan groaned, biting down harder for a moment as he lifted Cullen slightly out of the water. He gasped as he felt the head of Leviathan’s cock press against his asshole, shuddering as he lowered him slowly, filling his ass, his arm still wrapped tightly around his stomach. He removed his teeth from Cullen's shoulder as he buried himself, licking at the wound. Cullen smelled the blood and turned his head on a dark instinct, searching for Leviathan's lips so he could have an excuse to taste it.
Fuck.He thought as Leviathan turned his face up, pressing his now bloody lips to his.I really am a filthy demon now.He tried to keep it in, but he moaned anyway when the taste hit his tongue, and he felt that darkened part of his mind take over, just as it had the last time he'd tasted blood. And just like last time, it made him ravenous in more ways than one.
He moved himself into a more comfortable position, grabbing the edge of the bathtub, and raising himself up slightly before coming back down quickly, crying out as Leviathan hit deep inside him. Leviathan unwrapped his arm, grabbing Cullen’s waist tightly, helping him move.Cullen raised himself up again, sinking back down quickly. Leviathan let out a soft gasp and Cullen smiled. Getting reactions out of a Prince of Hell was actually quite the thrill. Maybe Leviathan wasn’t quite as in control as he liked to pretend.
He let out a groan as he began moving faster, feeling Leviathan's sharp nails digging into his skin.
The pain made him groan again, his hips pressing down hard onto Leviathan's erection, making it hit deeper.
Leviathan let out a grunt, running his hands over Cullen's hips slowly before he yanked him back, his arms going around him as his back pressed to his chest again. One hand came up, cupping his throat, squeezing it enough that Cullen gasped a little, his hand grabbing at Leviathan’s on instinct. Leviathan's other hand dropped to his stomach, massaging just below his belly button. "I can feel myself inside you, Cull." He breathed.
He gasped again, squirming uncomfortably as Leviathan held him still, rubbing at himself through Cullen’s stomach. Cullen whimpered softly, shifting his hips to get him to move again.
"You fit me so perfectly, Cullen." He growled, grinding into him again. Cullen clutched at his hands, sucking in whatever breath he could with Leviathan's fingers still wrapped tightly around his neck.
Leviathan kissed at his throat, nibbling at it, and then stuck his tongue straight into his ear as he began thrusting into him from below. Cullen cried out, his nails digging into Leviathan’s wrists.
Leviathan's hand tightened on his neck, cutting off his air completely. "Quiet, pet."
Cullen's mouth fell open as he gasped for air. Leviathanbegan pounding into him, pulling him down hard with each thrust, still rubbing himself through Cullen’s stomach.
His vision started to go dark, his hands weakening on Leviathan’s. Leviathan sped up with a gasp, dropping the hand on his stomach to Cullen’s dick, grabbing him tightly and stroking him in time with his thrusts. Cullen tried to groan, his body starting to tremble when he couldn't get the sound out. He clutched at the edge of the bathtub with one hand, the other holding Leviathan's hand to his throat.
The pressure built in him rapidly and he came with a violent shudder, choking out a weak moan. Leviathan thrusted into him two more times before stilling, a quiet groan escaping him. Cullen’s vision was going dark; his hands dropping slowly–and then he gasped in a breath as Leviathan released his throat, his mouth coming down softly on it afterwards. He trailed slow kisses along it, up to his ear, his tongue darting out to trace the shape of it as he pulled him off his cock.
They sat there together for a bit, panting softly as they calmed. And then Leviathan stood, stepping out of the bath before he reached down to help him. Cullen let him, his heart pounding at the gentle touch. Leviathan did not remark on it, though he knew he could hear it. He wrapped the thick black robe that always hung on the back of the door around his shoulders, his hands moving quickly to cinch it closed in front of him, as if he were afraid of him getting cold.
The moment he was done, he pulled Cullen close, his lips coming down on his forehead in a startlingly gentle kiss. It felt like a brand. “Get some sleep now, pet. I’ll be back for you later.”
23
Cullen had immediately torn the robe back off the second Leviathan had left. Had stood in the shower for a long time after that, scrubbing himself down, trying to forget Leviathan’s touch, trying to talk himself into telling him to fuck off next time.
The first time hadn't been his fault, he decided. Leviathan had jumped him in his sleep and he'd thought it was Walker at first. He could excuse that first fuck up. And afterwards, when Leviathan had come back after leaving him tied up for days, he had been lost in his lust again and begged for it. But that was because of the weird demon desire that wouldn't go away. His body didn't react the same way to sex here as it had in the human realm. The second it started, it just kept building inside him. Hecouldn'tfight it. And he wanted to. He didn't want to touch a demon. EspeciallyLeviathan.Who had caused Walker so much pain. He hated him.
