“No, please…” He whimpered, tightening his hold on him. “Don’t stop…” He cried out as Leviathan shifted his hips, slamming even deeper inside of him.
Leviathan groaned, his nails digging into his hip, startlingly sharp, and Cullen whimpered at the jolt of pain that shot through him in response, dropping his head back to the table with a heavy thud before he raised it again, looking down to where they were connected, watching Leviathan’s cock disappear into him again and again…
He saw the bulge pop into his stomach and groaned, wrapping himself more tightly around him. His nails dug into his back, raking deep grooves into his skin, and Leviathan brought a strong hand up to cup his jaw, his fingers digging into his jaw, forcing him to watch.
His grip tightened suddenly, the pain of it instantly sending Cullen over the edge with a sharp cry, tears spilling down to his cheeks as he clenched down on him, his body arching off the table. Leviathan snarled softly, the sound deep and inhuman, and then he shuddered, his hips giving a few hard jerks before he stilled and dropped his mouth to Cullen’s, kissing him deeply. Cullen winced at the feeling of being filled, a few soft whimpers escaping as Leviathan’s cock twitched and throbbed inside of him.
They stayed there together like that for a few more heartbeats, Cullen hesitating anxiously before forcing himself to speak.
“Do…do you want to take a shower with me?” It was one of those things he liked to do together…after. And if he was meant to be trying…
Slowly, Leviathan drew back to look at him, a small, wicked smile growing on his face. “Is this pity?”
He blushed, darting his eyes away. “No. I just…” He squirmed, wincing at the feel of him inside of him. “You said…try…”
He chuckled. “That’s the spirit, Cull.”
He pulled out of him slowly, though Cullen still winced at the sudden emptiness, and drew him down from the table. Shadows swirled up around them, slathering them in that too-familiar darkness, and when they reappeared again, they stood in Cullen’s bathroom, Leviathan’s arms still tight around him.
Cullen sighed as he stepped away from him, his gaze finally dropping away from his face. “Don’t you walk anywhere?”
Leviathan chuckled as he twisted to turn on the water for the shower. "Did you want to walk back here naked and covered in food?"
"No." Cullen mumbled, blushing at the thought of any of those servants seeing him a naked mess. Not that they ever seemed to be in the hallways at the same time as them anyway.
"I didn't think so." Leviathan said with a smirk. He eyed Cullen’s shirt and seconds later it vanished completely, as did his own. “Much better.” He murmured, turning to step into the shower. After a hesitant moment, Cullen followed him, glancing away as the water began to pour down his body. He almost smiled at the feeling despite the slight discomfort of being in here with Leviathan. He may hate it here, but this shower really was amazing. The water at the Academy had barely lasted ten minutes before it ran ice cold–but not here. Here, whatever strange magic Leviathan wielded had the water scalding for hours. A small benefit in this stressful environment.
He peeked his eyes open, and felt his lips part in surprise at what he saw.
Leviathan had his eyes closed, his hands running through his wet hair, slicking it back with his long fingers. The water ran down his body in shiny rivulets, highlighting every dip and curve of his chiseled body and making those thick black veins of scales gleam when he moved. He swallowed hard, running his hands slowly through his own hair, heat coiling low in his belly while he watched Leviathan wash himself. When he moved his hands below his waist, Cullen sucked in a breath.
And when he finally tore his eyes away from Leviathan’s thin hips, he saw that his eyes were open now. And he was smirking.
Cullen blushed, darting his eyes away as he reached for the shampoo. Leviathan’s hand beat him to it. Cullen started, his face growing even warmer when he looked up and saw that Leviathan had moved to stand right in front of him.
"You're so busy watching me that you forgot to wash yourself, Cullen." He murmured, pouring soap into his hand.
"I wasn't–" He flinched when Leviathan’s hands came down on his head. But he only rubbed them gently, washing his hair for him. He stared at his shoulder, his cheeks burning. What was this?
"Close your eyes." Leviathan said softly, pushing him back under the water.
He closed them, tilting his head back slightly as Leviathan rinsed his hair. He felt his jaw twitch and squirmed, feeling Leviathan's eyes on him. When he pulled him from the water again, Cullen kept his eyes closed, saying nothing while he poured conditioner into his hair and began to rub it in. Once he was finished rinsing that out, he cupped Cullen’s face, his mouth coming down on his with a startling gentleness. Cullen gave a small gasp against his lips, his hands moving to rest on Leviathan’s sides, his fingers trembling as the muscles twitched under their touch.
"See? It's not so bad here, is it?" Leviathan murmured, tapping his forehead to his. "I can make you happy, Cullen." He looked up at him in surprise, his face growing warm. Leviathan’s eyes were soft again, his thumbs gentle as they ran along his cheeks. He leaned in to brush a kiss to his lips before letting his mouth move down his jaw.
“I can take care of you.” He whispered, his handsrunning down his arms. He gave his wrists a gentle squeeze before wrapping his arms around him, drawing him closer. Cullen’s hands fluttered to his arms, squeezing his biceps before he could stop himself. "I know everything about you. More than anyone else. I can give you whatever you want–" He kissed along his jaw again, trailing his lips down to his neck. Cullen gasped, his fingers digging into his arms, running over those lovely dark veins of scales that he had long grown used to.
"Don't…" He mumbled, trying to focus and remember how to speak. "Don't mess with my mind. You don't care–"
"Of course I do." Leviathan whispered against his throat. Cullen shuddered, a slow heat starting to spread through him again. "I've always cared about you."
"You just–" He whimpered as Leviathan bit down gently. "You just want sex. Just be honest about it…"
Leviathan fisted a hand in his hair, yanking his head back so their eyes met. Cullen sucked in a breath at the rough treatment, his eyes widening as they met Leviathan's. "I wantyou, Cullen. I want to eat with you, I want to sleep with you, I want tofuckyou. You fill some strange thing inside me that nobody else does."
The words were affecting him and he hated that he was falling for Leviathan's lies but he couldn't think straight with his strange sweet scent in the air.
"Can I stay with you tonight?" Leviathan asked softly, pushing him back until he hit the wall. He dropped his face to his throat, sucking at a spot that made Cullen gasp and clutch him closer. A soft moan left Leviathan as their erections rubbed together, his teeth coming down gently on his throat again.
