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It was a long, hard day of tough battles. The battle was so difficult in fact, that Manarii even had to shapeshift into one of his phoenix forms to fight them off. His shape-shifting ritual was extremely painful. Navy-blue, feathered wings that matched his hair color had to penetrate through his skin, causing blood loss. His fingernails grew into claws. Although Manarii was still mostly human, even in his winged form, it was extremely energy-consuming.
He was immediately laid down on his stomach by his boyfriend, Lucian, upon entering their apartment.
Normally, Manarii would be the one to tend to Lucian and his injuries. Lucian had a history of either getting hurt or hurting himself. Manarii was much taller than Lucian. Kissing while standing was normally hardly an option for the two.
Lucian was a strange fellow indeed. He was a mix of a vampire and a rare species of elf. That species contributed to Lucian’s elf ears and light-pink skin. His sharpened canines, ruby-red hair and eyes, and cannibalistic urges came from the vampire side of the family. There were self-inflicted scars all over his body. They all varied in thickness, color, and size. Some were more purple and raised than others.
There were two borderline aspects of Lucian: his cannibalistic urges to devour his lover and his personality. Yet, Manarii was still drawn to him.
He was quite the opposite of Lucian. He had navy-blue hair with light-blue highlights. Manarii’s haircut was somewhat similar to Lucian’s as well. Instead of just having two plain, long strands in the front of his hair while the rest of the hair was short, Manarii’s front strands were braided.
Manarii enjoyed helping people. He especially loved bathing his boyfriend. Manarii thought it was funny and adorable how Lucian looked like a wet dog when bathing or showering. Whenever Lucian was having a panic episode, Manarii would never dare raise his voice at him. He’d always gently talk Lucian through it while holding him in his arms.
Manarii was absolutely exhausted this evening. He didn’t feel like shifting out of his winged form. That would cause him even more pain.
Groans and grunts came out of Manarii’s mouth. His shirt was carefully taken off by Lucian in fear of the fabric accidentally irritating his feathers. Lucian was straddling his lower back.
“Woah…” Lucian gazed down at Manarii’s wings in awe. He was absolutely mesmerized by the beautiful rows of feathers, ranging in shades of blue. The primary feathers fanned out from the shoulder blades, while the rest fanned out downward. “They’re beautiful.” Lucian complimented his feathers, completely captivated. Manarii’s wings looked so soft. Secretly, Lucian wanted to run his hands against them. But in fear of hurting Manarii, Lucian held back the urge to do so.
Manarii felt an annoying pain in his wings from a few uneven feathers. He then realized that this was the perfect opportunity to ask for help. “Um… Luci?” He looked back and hesitantly called Lucian by one of many nicknames.
“Yeah?”
“Can you help me?” Manarii bluntly asked. “You see, some spots on my wings get really itchy. I can’t reach them with my own hands—almost like an annoying back itch. So I was wondering if you could help me.” He explained his situation.
Lucian’s face lit up at the request. “Does that mean I get to touch them?” Lucian responded enthusiastically.
Manarii let out a breath and said, "Yes.” He agreed with a small smile. Never once had he let anyone touch his wings before. Hell, he could barely touch his own massive wings. Not once did he ever groom his wings. Which sounds gross in theory, but Manarii barely shifted into this form. But when he did however, he’d want to shift back into his human form as soon as possible.
Lucian’s fingertips hesitantly touched the long bottom feathers. They were soft to the touch, but unkept. The feathers were all pointed in different directions. Some of them were bunched up and frizzy.
“Your wings are so pretty,” Lucian said as he stroked his fingers through the bottom rows of feathers. “You should go into this form more often.” He suggested.
“As much as I’d love to,” Manarii began, “it hurts really bad to get in and out of this form.” He explained. “Like, imagine swords stabbing out of your back and having to cut your sharp, thick claws after shifting back into a human.” Manarii described. “Accidentally scratching your face with them and having a scar for weeks later... it sucks.” He told Lucian.
“You know, I could always heal you.” Lucian mentioned in a coy tone of voice. “All you have to do is ask.” He leaned down and whispered in Manarii’s ear, almost seductively. His hands lingered up to Manarii’s upper portion of his wings.
“I know, I just feel bad.“ Manarii began to acknowledge it, until he interrupted himself with a groan.
“Oh—“ Lucian quickly pulled back his hands after hearing him groan. “I’m sorry—did that hurt?”
“No,” Manarii answered. “I’m just not used to it. You can continue. It feels good.” He clarified. “Please keep doing it.” Manarii asked, sounding somewhat desperate for his touch. Lucian chose to ignore his obvious change in tone.
“If you say so...” Lucian responded by placing his hands back on his secondary feathers. His fingers caressed them with love and care. With the goal of flattening those messy feathers, Lucian dragged his palms down Manarii’s wings.
Tiny, soft gasps came out of Manarii as Lucian’s hands proceeded upwards towards the shorter feathers. Reactions such as twitches from his wings and body resulted from even the slightest touch of these feathers.
Flustered warmth began to surge from Manarii’s cheeks to the rest of his body. A rosy pink color slowly stained Manarii’s pale skin. Not wanting to turn this into something sexual, he stuffed his face in the pillow. But that didn’t stop the rest of Manarii’s body from reacting to Lucian’s tender touches. His heart raced in fear of embarrassing himself in front of the person he loved the most.
It wasn’t long until Manarii’s aroused reactions became apparent to Lucian. Desperate whimpers and soft moans progressed into squirming around and panting.
“You really like this, don’t you?” Lucian teased Manarii and inched his hands closer to the base of his wings.
“Don’t stop.” Manarii let out a moan. His wings shuttered as Lucian’s hands slipped down towards the base of his wings. Here was where rows of tiny, sensitive feathers resided. Manarii dug his knuckles into the mattress. He whined at the faintest touch of his feathers.
The feeling of being in control was empowering and unfamiliar to Lucian. For all of his life, he would be the submissive one. Following his past partners’ orders and having to go along with everything they wanted. From when Manarii and him were casually fucking to when they began officially dating, Manarii was the one in power. Lucian would even feel bad for being the main spotlight of pleasure rather than focusing on Manarii once in a while. Manarii would always insist that it was alright and that he wanted to serve Lucian. Even after constant reassurance, the sense of guilt would always be present in Lucian’s mind.
Lucian rubbed his hands in slow, circular motions into the surrounding muscles. The slightest amount of pressure would result in a whimper from Manarii. Lucian giggled to himself. It was absolutely adorable to him.
He pulled his hands away and asked, "Do you still feel sore?” Lucian asked and flashed a taunting, smug smile. He placed both of his hands on the mattress for support and hung his head down to look at Manarii.
Pants and groans came from Manarii’s pillow. He was still recovering from earlier. Embarrassed by how his body reacted to the massage, Manarii’s face was stuffed in his pillow.
“Oh!” Lucian said. He was under the assumption that Manarii was upset with him. “Would you like me to get you some Ibuprofen from the bathroom?” He offered, trying to prevent his voice from sounding too gloomy.
Manarii slowly turned his head back and grabbed onto Lucian’s arm. “Stay.” He whispered and gently pulled Lucian down beside him. Carefulness was Manarii’s top priority. Accidentally stabbing Lucian with his claws would be rather humiliating for Manarii. Now that he really thought about it, Lucian would probably like that.
Manarii lovingly stared at Lucian. His eyes were filled with yearning and adoration. There was no way they could just stop now, after all of that sexual tension. He needed Lucian.
“Do they still hurt?” Lucian looked at Manarii’s wings as he asked.
“Not really.” Manarii mumbled. “Sorry for reacting like that. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable or anything.” He apologized, avoiding eye contact.
“No, you didn’t make me uncomfortable at all!” Lucian assured Manarii. He was shocked that Manarii would even assume that in the first place. Normally, Manarii was confident in his actions. Now, it seems that all of his self-esteem has completely vanished.
Manarii let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, good.” He pulled Lucian closer and wrapped his arms behind his neck. “Sorry if I’m being weird.” Another mumbled apology came out of his mouth. “I’m feeling pretty tense today, especially after that mission.” He explained it himself.
Tense.
“Well,” Lucian said, looking around the room with a concealed smile. “I could help you relax.” He flirted and focused his eyes on Manarii. Lucian pulled himself even closer to his partner and placed his leg over Manarii’s.
It almost felt like a siren was seducing Manarii with everything he wanted to hear.
Manarii’s hands slowly withdrew from Lucian’s neck as he pulled away from him. Sitting beside him, Lucian stroked his fingers through Manarii’s hair.
“Does it hurt to lay on your back?” Lucian questioned, slipping his hand just below the back of Manarii’s neck. Multiple ideas for positions popped into Lucian’s mind, preparing to filter out after Manarii voiced his response.
“Not really.” He answered. “It’s just more relaxing to not put pressure on them.” He said this, referring to his wings. “Whatever position is fine.” He clarified.
“But is there anything you’d like to do in particular?” Lucian inquired.
“Just like I said before, anything is fine.” Manarii replied. After speaking, he immediately reflected on his response. An unintentional passive-aggressive tone was notable in his words. “Sorry if that sounded rude. Sorry if I’m being awkward too.” He atoned, staring directly into Lucian’s eyes.
Lucian frowned and shook Manarii by the shoulders. “Stop apologizing for everything!” He told him. In hope of lightening up the mood, Lucian began to laugh. “You always say that to me, but you’re doing it right now!” He exclaimed.
“I know, I know,” Manarii acknowledged with a chuckle. “Let’s start now. I’ll let you take the lead.” He patted Lucian on the back before laying flat on his back again. “Get the lube out of the drawer while you’re at it,” Manarii ordered Lucian with a smile.
“So demanding…” Lucian joked as he hopped off of the bed and walked to the dresser. He looked through the several drawers until he found a rather familiar bottle. Then he proceeded to strip himself of his clothing, eyeing Manarii to do the same.
Lucian looked at Manarii’s face from above. Never could he imagine such an androgynous, beautiful face to exist on this Earth. From a distance, Lucian was sure that Manarii could pass for a female, if not for his height, of course. After all, Manarii was about six feet tall.
His fingers lingered over Manarii’s visibly strong cheekbones. He got up and crawled in between Manarii’s legs, flat on his stomach. A tiny gasp came from him after Lucian gripped his thighs. Perhaps his caressing of Manarii’s wings made him even more sensitive.
Lucian then swiftly grabbed the bottle of lube and poured a generous amount on his fingers. Not wanting to waste extra time being prepared after getting Manarii off, Lucian chose to prep himself now. He slowly inserted two fingers into himself and stretched them in a scissoring motion.
Only having one arm available, Lucian wrapped his free hand around Manarii’s erect cock. Lucian looked up and glared at Manarii’s flushed face.
Looking down at his boyfriend, Manarii fell at Lucian’s complete mercy. Out of pure instinct, he sunk his hands into Lucian’s red hair.
Lucian smiled and slowly dragged his tongue from the base to the tip of Manarii’s cock. With the intention of teasing him, Lucian placed a tiny kiss on the tiny slit, leaking precum. He cleaned the clear, salty liquid off his lips using his tongue.
Manarii stared at Lucian, his heart racing as he waited for his next move.
“Do you want me to help you with my hands?” He hesitantly offered, assuming that it would be rather difficult for Lucian to control his own head movements while he fingered himself.
Lucian nodded. Slim fingers gently pushed back his hair. Arousal and anticipation coursed through his veins after Manarii tightened the grip on his head.
Lucian’s mouth slowly engulfed Manarii’s cock. His motions were completely controlled by Manarii himself. Lucian loved how Manarii was actually considerate of him instead of forcing himself down his throat immediately.
Lucian moaned as his mouth sank on Manarii’s lengthy cock. It had a perfect amount of girth to it. Not skinny, but not jaw dislocating either.
Whenever Manarii pulled his mouth off, Lucian would glare at him, subconsciously scolding and ordering him to push his head back down.
“Do you wanna go faster? Or slower?” Manarii asked Lucian, panting and groaning. He removed a hand from Lucian’s head to push back his own hair, then immediately put it back.
“Faster.” Lucian answered, his voice hoarse from getting his throat fucked.
Manarii nodded and hesitantly pushed down Lucian’s head, slightly faster than before. He slurped up all his salvia and Manarii’s pre-cum. His core tightened as a result of Lucian’s gratifying sucking.
Lucian ended up bobbing his head on Manarii’s dick on his own. He maintained flirtatious eye contact with his boyfriend as he took his entire dick in his mouth.
Just the sight of that made Manarii even more aroused and desperate. Even though he was in exhausting pain, Manarii wanted to take the lead and fuck Lucian the way he truly deserved.
Lucian occasionally gagged at the frantic pace. Every second, Lucian’s mouth was thrust into. He couldn’t help but wonder to himself, “Jesus Christ, when is this guy going to cum?”
On the outside, it seemed like Manarii was resistant to his working mouth. But eventually, Manarii could finally express his adoration.
“I love you.” Manarii breathed after he threw his head back. “I love you so much.” He repeated as Lucian sped up his bobbing. “I love you so, so much, Lucian.” He whimpered. Manarii could feel how his tip rubbed against the back of Lucian’s throat.
This was one of Manarii’s first times receiving a blowjob. Normally, he’d be the one to blow other guys off; the type of guy to be generous and selfless to others; a service top. This new, unique sensation opened doors for Manarii. Maybe being a receiver for once wasn’t so bad at all.
“Fuck…” Manarii cursed, gripping Lucian’s hair. “Lucian,“ he whined out his lover’s name, “Lucian, Lucian, Lucian, Lucian...” Manarii repeated his name in a pattern of rushed, repetitive moans. His hips bucked. He squeezed his eyes shut and moaned.
Manarii made the decision to grip Lucian’s hair harder than he had done before. Then he began to fuck Lucian’s pretty little face. This action caused tears to swell in Lucian’s eyes. He couldn’t tell whether they were from pleasure or pain. Lucian would probably enjoy the pain anyway— so it didn’t matter.
“Fuck—“ Manarii groaned. His load emptied directly into Lucian’s throat. As he came, Manarii’s wings twitched underneath his body. He selfishly thrust himself into him to milk out any extra seed he had left in him. After he finished cumming, Manarii let go of Lucian’s head. He sighed and looked up at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath.
Lucian looked directly into Manarii’s diamond-blue eyes as he swallowed his release. He pulled his mouth off and licked off the stray globs of cum dripping down his cock. Feeling loosened up enough by his own fingers, Lucian pulled them out of him and crawled up to Manarii.
“Did you cum too?” Manarii immediately asked Lucian. He placed his hand on Lucian’s thigh and began to rub it in a circular motion.
“No.” Lucian answered. “I just focused on actually preparing myself rather than feeling pleasure.” He added. “But it’s fine; I need to conserve my stamina.” Lucian brushed off. He stuffed his face into Manarii’s chest and wrapped one arm around his back. Both of the men were calm. The gentle, slow, sensual rubbing of Manarii’s back muscles caused him to blush.
“I want to make you feel good too.” Manarii said. His fingers slipped into the sheets and lightly dragged against Lucian’s cock, earning him a gasp.
“You always prioritize me. Why can’t I be in control for this once?” Lucian replied and swatted Manarii’s hand away, only for Manarii to wrap his other hand around his cock instead. Soft whimpers came out of his mouth at every lingering touch. The feeling of Manarii’s slender hands wrapping around his cock made him shudder. “You—“ Lucian was about to scold Manarii but was interrupted by his lover’s hands beginning to stoke his cock. The strokes were slow and sensual. Lucian moaned after another hand firmly pressed down on his lower stomach.
“That’s what I thought,” Manarii joked around and smiled. He leaned in over Lucian’s ear and asked, “Doesn’t that feel good?” Manarii teased him. When his boyfriend didn’t respond in words, Manarii whispered in his ear, “Hm, Lucian?”
Lucian whimpered. His entire body twitched and flinched at the slightest touch. “Your hands... they feel nice.” He turned his head towards Manarii, his eyes half-lidded, and complimented.
“All those years of playing piano weren’t for nothing,” Manarii chuckled. He propped himself on his side. Manarii continued to slide his hand up and down on his cock, his other resting on Lucian’s lower stomach.
Lucian squirmed. “Why are you doing this?” He groaned and covered his eyes with his arm. No matter how hard Lucian tried not to express enjoyment, he would always be depraved by his touch in the end.
Manarii chose not to answer Lucian’s obvious question. Instead, Manarii let out a laugh and rubbed his thumb against the frenulum of his lover’s dick.
Even though the sensation of Manarii’s fingers caressing his sensitive cock was amazing, deep down, Lucian wasn’t exactly content. He wanted to be in charge for once. Being pampered in the bedroom was not an option for Lucian. He wanted to repay Manarii for all the pleasure he gave him.
“Stop.” Lucian stared into Manarii’s eyes and told him, his voice stern.
Manarii froze and immediately backed off. His eyes were filled with worry. “Did I do something wrong?” He asked, his body stiff.
“Come here.” Lucian lured Manarii into his trap by patting down the space right beside him.
Hypnotized by his lover’s voice, Manarii crawled on top of Lucian. He rested his head on his chest and waited for instructions.
“Kiss me.” Lucian whispered, praying that Manarii heard his command.
Manarii lifted his head up at the order. He placed his hands on both sides of Lucian’s head and lowered his mouth onto his lips. When he could fit his tongue into his mouth, Manarii was immediately greeted with the taste of himself. The salty taste danced on both of their tongues.
Their lips rubbed against each other as if they wanted to consume each other. In the literal sense, being a vampire with cannibalistic tendencies and all, Lucian would probably enjoy that. But he found himself enjoying the kiss they shared more.
Lucian's hand is splayed on Manarii’s upper back. His fingertips brushed against the sensitive base of Manarii’s wings. He let out an audible moan in Lucian’s mouth.
This prompts Lucian to tighten the gap between them. Lucian presses down on the base of his wings, causing his lover to collapse on top of him. It appeared that Lucian had forgotten to consider the size difference between them. Lucian’s body felt crushed underneath Manarii, yet comfortable.
This was the perfect opportunity for Lucian to carry on with his plan. He wrapped Manarii in a tight hug. With a heave, he rolled Manarii onto his back.
Manarii blinked. All of a sudden, Lucian was on top of him. Then it all came to him.
“I love you, Lucian,” Manarii sighed. He was in a haze. The fight to keep his eyes open was tough—a fight that Manarii hoped Lucian would help him win.
Meanwhile, Lucian was lost in Manarii’s tired, half-lidded, diamond-blue eyes. He felt as if he could decipher the patterns within his irises for hours.
Lucian kneeled, looking down at Manarii from above.
From below, Manarii thought Lucian was about to dominate him. The smug look in his eyes, his hand planted on his chest...
“Wait, are you going to top this time?” Manarii asked, eyes shot open. His stomach ached. Perhaps it was caused by the return of his high-school memories. Sleeping with closeted football players for twenty dollars a night, then listening to them sobbing and denying their homosexuality after… Manarii cringed whenever he looked back on that chapter of his life.
“No.” Lucian responded, his hand hiding his smile. “Unless you want me to.” He suggested with an inviting grin.
“No, you’re good!” Manarii refused. His eyes were wide open, unintentionally looking terrified. “I mean, do whatever you want. I trust you.” He corrected himself.
God, he just needed Lucian. He didn’t care anymore. He’d take him any way as long if it meant he’d be able to touch him.
Lucian straddled on top of his stomach. His hands brushed Manarii’s chest before pressing them down on each side of him.
This action alone caused his wings to shudder underneath him. A whimper escaped out of Manarii. Why was his body so sensitive today? Why was he feeling so helpless? He could easily push Lucian off. There was a sense of longing for his touch.
“I haven’t done this in a while. I hope you don’t mind if it takes me a couple tries.” Lucian warned with a coy giggle. He placed a hand in the center of Manarii’s chest. Lucian leaned forward and grabbed Manarii’s hard cock from behind. He tried to line it up to his hole as accurate as possible.
Manarii squeezed his eyes shut and bit back a moan. He focused on taking deep breaths. The last thing Manarii wanted was to embarrass himself by moaning like a girl the moment he puts his cock inside of Lucian.
Then it happened.
“Fuck…” Lucian moaned as he sunk down on Manarii’s cock. He had to stop every couple seconds to adjust to his size. The pleasurable feeling of Manarii’s cock slowly sliding into Lucian caused the both of them to whimper.
Manarii laid his head back and rested his hands on each side of his head. What drove him crazy was how Lucian’s hole throbbed around his cock, squeezing it tighter as he sunk down.
Lucian cried out after he reached the base of his cock. He already felt so full. All he needed was some stimulation. His eyes darted to Manarii’s hands. Then, he answered Manarii’s prayers by leaning forward and interlocking hands with him. The position was surely uncomfortable, but the view was wonderful. Being able to stare into his boyfriend’s eyes while in close proximity, was definitely worth the stretch.
“Manarii!—“ Lucian moaned out when his lover continued to thrust into him, smashing his cock into his prostate. He held his head back and sat back up. Pleasure was building up inside of the both of them as Manarii continued to pound into Lucian. He felt as if every thrust sent an electric shock of pleasure throughout his entire body.
He rolled his hips back and forth on Manarii, stimulating his inner walls. No longer did he care about the deranged noises coming out of his mouth.
Manarii was silently enjoying and appreciating how Lucian responded to him. He loved how his warm hands latched onto his chest. He loved how Lucian would tense up whenever his cock would passionately grind against his prostate. His boyfriend was such a pretty moaner too. Every moan was an euphonious symphony to Manarii’s ear. Like rich, raw honey. Maybe the reason Manarii perceived it that way because they were madly in love with each other. When two people are in love, it feels like every thing their partner does or says is bewitching.
Manarii shut his eyes and began to roll his hips into Lucian. It was much slower and passionate than his previous speed. Felt much nicer, too. He whimpered in sync with Lucian’s moans.
While he continued to grind on Manarii’s cock, Lucian wiped off the sweat from his forehead. He was reaching the point where even the slightest bit of friction would cause him to cry out in pleasure. Whenever Manarii’s cock repeatedly smashed against his boyfriend’s prostate due to the deep penetration, it felt as if Lucian was shocked by a bolt of electricity. His brain would stop functioning for a second, then would go back to normal, then would stop functioning again…this process would repeat until the both of them felt themselves losing control of their own bodies.
“Fuck… I’m close.” Manarii grunted. His mouth slid open wider as he got closer and closer to his climax. He felt himself throbbing inside of Lucian’s inner walls— begging for release.
“Me too.” Lucian panted. Suddenly, his upper body went him. His head rested on Manarii’s chest as he thrust into him relentlessly.
“You feel so good…” Manarii mumbled. He felt heat begin to build up in his body as fast as ever. He was about to come any moment now. All Manarii needed was a final action that would light the fuse.
That was when Lucian gently laid his hands on Manarii’s wings. He stroked his fingers through the rows of feathers as he bounced his body on Manarii’s cock.
Oh, fuck.
Manarii convulsed and arched his back. It was all too much. His wings began to shutter from underneath. His mouth still hung open as he came to the brink of his orgasm. He let out incoherent moans and mumbles as his cock rubbed inside Lucian’s body. One final time, he grabbed onto Lucian’s hips and held him down on his cock as his pleasure shot out of his body and into Lucian’s.
Manarii wouldn’t let go of Lucian unless he finished too. To his liking, it did not take long until Lucian came. With one final rocking motion, Lucian forced Manarii’s cock to jam into his prostate with as much force as possible. Cum splattered out of Lucian’s erect cock and onto Manarii’s lower chest. He continued riding out his orgasm until his body fell limp on top of Manarii’s.
Manarii carefully extracted his cock from Lucian’s hole. Almost immediately afterward, he felt a warm substance drip onto his skin. Manarii chose to ignore it, and focus on him and his lover instead.
“Lucian…” Manarii mumbled his name into his ear, just loud enough so he could probably hear it.
“Yeah?” Lucian responded with a croak.
“Can you keep touching my wings until you fall asleep?” Manarii suggested. He could barely keep his eyes open. Whether Lucian accepted or refused his request, it did not matter. Manarii was on the cusp of falling asleep anyway.
“Okay.” Lucian hurried his face into Manarii’s chest. He ran his fingers over the long feathers.
Manarii let out a relaxed sigh and shut his eyes.
“No matter where life takes us, I hope we will always have moments like these.” Manarii whispered into Lucian’s ear. “I hope that we’ll uncover many more secrets about each other in the future.” He giggled to himself, only to discover that Lucian was already asleep. He gently lifted his head and gave him a peck on the forehead before he inevitably succumbed to exhaustion.