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At first, Agni had been jumpy and nervous. He was more than eager to do this, to do Sebastian, but his strength was not always easily controlled. He worried himself over whether he’d hurt his lover even slightly, whether that touch had been too firm or too quick, whether the press of their lips had been too aggressive. So, he started it off gently. As gently as he could.
Sebastian, however, seemingly had other plans for their first tryst. He found the fact that Agni was trying so very hard to be soft incredibly amusing. How come this powerful man with a blessed right hand and the strength to level armies was so… benign? Even when Sebastian arched into his touches, however gentle, met his kisses with fervour, and moaned as loudly as he could get away with, Agni’s stubborn determination to remain soft refused to compromise!
So, he took on a different approach.
On his stomach, a pillow beneath his hips, two fingers from that heavenly right hand inside of him, Sebastian huffed impertinently.
“You should move them around more,” he criticised. Agni complied, albeit somewhat tentatively, and Sebastian tutted. “No, I mean curl them. Really, must I show you how to do it?”
When Agni pressed a kiss to his back softly, Sebastian clicked his tongue, “You know, it would be more pleasurable if you aimed it higher. Such as on the neck.”
When Agni’s hand curled around Sebastian’s own erection—because he was aroused, as much as he complained—he frowned and hummed, “I think that you’re a little off time.”
He felt perhaps a bit guilty at his constant goading. Agni had been nothing but kind to him. But, at the same time, the thought of managing to break this man behind him, to either bend him to his will on every command or, even more delicious, annoying him until he made Sebastian be quiet… it was too enticing to resist!
And, after enough of Sebastian acting unbothered and spewing critique at every turn, there was some change. In fact, it seemed the progress was slow, at first, until Sebastian strayed one step too far, and Agni’s patience snapped. That was hard to do, considering he was (seemingly) endlessly patient for most things.
“Are we going to get on with this? As much as I said we have all ni— IGHT!” He yelped as a hand struck down across his backside hard, leaving it stinging and red.
When he glanced over his shoulder in mild surprise, he saw Agni’s brow furrowed, his lips curved in an angry frown, and his eyes just burned with rage begging to be let loose. Sebastian couldn’t help but chew on his lower lip at the sight, his length throbbing and drooling.
“Are you going to be like this all night?” Agni said, his voice raised ever so slightly in that dangerous tone that spoke of his brewing wrath.
Sebastian, ever more aroused, smirked back at him impishly, “If you continue to do it wrong.”
He barely had time to think before his hips were grabbed and tugged upwards, his knees moving to prop himself up, leaving him in an utterly humiliating position, should anyone else see him. He felt another smack hit his ass, one that would have knocked any human over had Agni’s other hand not been gripping his hip so much that he feared it would leave bruises. In response, he arched his back and moaned, maybe a little overdramatised but, for the most part, genuine.
Agni paused, and Sebastian could practically taste his confusion in the air for a moment as his mind worked through why his partner had that response. It clicked.
“Ah. You want me to be less gentle,” Agni stated, understanding dawning on him.
Sebastian tittered into the pillow he had against his head, and then he pushed his hips back subtly.
“I want you to fuck me.”
The blunt words made Agni’s breath hitch—Sebastian could hear it. But it seemed they’d reached a consensus.
That very evening, Sebastian found out just how far Agni’s excellence exceeded his expectations in every setting.
He had Sebastian’s hips up in the air and his head down against the mattress as he was penetrated far more violently than Agni had been setting up to do beforehand.
His eyes rolled back on every deep thrust, his hands curling desperately in the bedding as he took everything Agni gave him. And goodness, he gave quite a lot.
“Hnngh… Haah… A- Agni,” he gasped out raggedly, “More… Mmmph!”
Agni was determined, his efforts all focused on giving Sebastian exactly what he’d asked for. Or, more accurately, demanded. And it showed in each of his movements: every harsh thrust forwards was laced with the intent to drive himself as deeply and quickly inside of his lover as he could and every spank was brought down with furious intensity.
Sebastian could practically feel the man in his stomach with how ferociously he pounded into him, the rough motion eliciting a cry of pleasure from his parted lips. He looked wrecked, and he almost felt it, too.
It was when Agni angled his hips just so, and then continuously struck that spot over and over again, did Sebastian come. A shudder wracked his whole body, and his eyelids shuttered closed.
“Ah! Ff— Guh— There!” He howled, and every part of him seemed to tense as he spurted vigorously, all over his own stomach and the pillow that had long since become useless. Not long after, he felt a hot liquid fill his insides, and he sighed contentedly.
It took a few moments of quiet, heavy panting, but, when Agni caught his breath, he extricated himself and looped his arms around Sebastian, pulling him up with a far, far gentler touch than five minutes prior.
“Oh no, I’m so sorry!” Agni exclaimed, mortified, “Are you alright? Did I hurt you? Was I too much?”
He checked Sebastian’s body over for any visible marks while the other remained quiet, simply watching Agni. When he noticed the lack of a reply, Agni looked at his face.
“Sebastian…?”
He sounded on the verge of tears, and Sebastian just couldn’t help himself. It started off as a small chuckle, but then he laughed outwardly.
“Ah, my apologies,” he said, wiping his eye, catching a glance of Agni’s confused and worried expression, “I assure you, I am completely fine and very satisfied.”
His lover visibly relaxed at that, slumping over slightly with relief.
“Again, I am ever so sorry, Sebastian,” he apologised again, ducking his head in shame, “I lost control and could have hurt you. I’ll ensure it doesn’t happen aga—“
But then there was a finger on his lips, stopping him from speaking.
“Agni. Look down.”
Bewildered, he did so, and his gaze fell upon the mess on Sebastian’s stomach and thighs, slowly dripping down his legs. There was… quite a bit of it.
“Wh—“
Sebastian grinned, leaning forwards, balancing himself with his hands on Agni’s shoulders.
“I loved that,” he muttered into the other’s ear, “I loved being put in my place in such a manner. I beg of you…”
They locked eyes, Agni’s wide and Sebastian’s half-lidded.
“Do that again next time.”