He drew in a slow breath and blew it out even slower, hesitating for the smallest second before he whispered, “Get on your knees.”
Leviathan jolted as if he'd slapped him.
Seconds passed. Then a full minute. Cullen guessed he must have been right to pick this. After all, since Leviathan was a prince, he had probably never gone to his knees for someone before, right? So if he did it now…
Slowly, Leviathan smiled–and then sank to his knees with a quick, graceful move. Cullen drew in a sharp breath, watching him with wide eyes.
“You've brought a Prince of Hell to his knees, Cull. What would you like me to do now?”
Part Two
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Cullen stared at him withwide eyes. His breaths were coming too fast, too harshly. Leviathan remained unmoving below him, a wicked, patient smile on his lips.
“Y-you know what I want.” He finally choked out, his face growing hot.
The smile grew more devious. “I want to hear you say it.”
His face burned even hotter. “I...I can’t…” Nerves fluttered in his stomach. He’d thought he’d been good at this stuff before but…maybe he hadn’t. Or maybe he just wasn’t used to being on this side of it.
Leviathan’s eyes dropped to his growing erection. Without missing a beat, he leaned forward and rubbed his cheek against it. “This, pet? Isn’t this what you want?”
“Yeah.” He breathed, his hands curling into tight fists at his sides. Leviathan turned his head, let his lips brush along his length. Cullen exhaled slowly and slid his hand into his hair. Leviathan brushed his lips up the other side and grabbedCullen’s hips to draw him closer. “Leviath–”
“Levi.” He interrupted softly, looking up at him. “I want you to call me Levi when we’re together like this.” Another wicked smile. “It’s all you can usually get out anyway.”
“What do you–” He broke off with a harsh gasp as he took him into his mouth, his body arching over him. “Levi–” He groaned, his eyes fluttering shut as Leviathan swirled his tongue around his tip. “That’s…do that again.” He pleaded breathlessly.
Leviathan smiled and circled his tongue again before taking him in deep. He gave a small twitch and dropped his other hand to his head, moaning softly as Leviathan took him in again.
Fuck. He was way too good at that. Good enough that it only took moments to grow hot and tight and breathless. His hips gave an involuntary jerk forward as Leviathan flicked his tongue against him.
“C-can you take all of it?” He asked shakily, his hands trembling in his hair. He’d done it last time and it had damn near turned his brain to jelly. Walker had certainly never been that good…never taken pleasure in doing it…
Leviathan’s eyes opened to meet his and stayed there as he sank himself down on him, his cock sliding deep into his throat. “Fuck.” Cullen hissed, shuddering. He dropped his head back and heard Leviathan make a soft, pleased sound. He began to move on him and Cullen moaned, his hands clutching at his hair. A quick, fierce orgasm began to grow in him, heat coiling hot and tight in his belly until he thought his skin might burst into flames. Leviathan’s hands stroked slowly over his stomach and up to his chest. He pinched his nipples hard and Cullen groaned loudly, his hands flying briefly to his before he grabbed him by the hair again.
“Don't stop.” He hissed, beginning to thrust slowly into his mouth. Leviathan let him, pinching his nipples again before letting his hands drop to grab his waist, drawing him closer. Cullen began a harsh string of breaths as he began to fuck his mouth, his hands tightening in his hair.
“I'm close.” He hissed, desperation leaking into the words. He groaned and looked down at him again, his jaw clenching tight as he watched him. “Swallow it.” The words fell somewhere between a plea and an order. Leviathan did not object, only moaned softly and plunged his mouth down on him. Cullen gasped as the movement buried him deep in his throat, and then shuddered hard when Leviathan swallowed around him, his throat constricting.
“Fuck!” He cried, his hips jerking. “Levi–”
He swallowed again, moaning softly and Cullen came undone with a harsh cry, his body hunching over Leviathan’s and his hands scrabbling desperately at his hair and shoulders. His legs gave out seconds later; Leviathan caught him, pulling off him with a wild grin as he laid him back onto the cold floor.
“I've never been on my knees like that for someone.” Leviathan whispered as he pushed damp hair back from Cullen’s forehead. “It was rather fun.”
Cullen could think of nothing to say. Wouldn't have been able to find his voice anyway.
Leviathan reached down and Cullen gasped when he saw that he was hard again, his hand wrapped around the erection and a devious grin on his face. The sight was enough to stir his own desire again.
This body was ridiculous.
In all the best ways.Leviathan whispered in his mind. Cullen drew in a trembling breath and tensed whenLeviathan’s leg came up, forcing his to the side.
“I…I don’t think I can do it again…” He trailed off, his eyes falling to watch Leviathan stroke himself. Even as he spoke, he could feel himself growing hard again, his hands fluttering to Leviathan’s shoulders to draw him closer.
“Your body thinks otherwise.” He grabbed him by the thighs and yanked him closer, dragging a yelp from him. He gasped–and tensed as Leviathan shifted closer, his hand dropping between his legs.
