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Nekros held his hands by the wrists, pushing the smaller frame into the bed. The force makes his back arch, right into the exposed guts of his love.
"I'm a little surprised you're holding me like this." Oberon admits, looking into the Primes eyes. "That burst of dominance awaken something in you?"
"Just gave me more ideas on what to do to you." Nekros purrs back, rubbing his face into Oberons neck. Nuzzling him, grazing him with his teeth. "And I have a request for tonight."
"Oh? What is the request darling?"
"If you are okay with it, I want to deflower you. Be your first again."
"In English, darling."
"I want to fuck your ass."
"That's a good boy, listening to orders."
Oberon watched as the Prime leaned further into him, before making it as a way to tease him. "Not tonight, hon. I want to make sure you feel good for your first time."
"I'm sure you can do that while still melting at my words." He teases back, shuddering as he feels a long, slick tongue lick his neck. "Nngh, you always know how to make me feel good anyway..."
"Because I probably know your body better than my own." The Prime admits. The plate that covered his cock was now pressed against Oberons labia, starting to grind into him. "I know what you like, and where you want it."
"I... I can't deny that you know... My body well..." He says between pants, trying to look down at the actions but only seeing Nekros' back, and how his hips rutted into him. Painfully held back, obviously.
"Because I could make you bend backwards just by touching you." He growls, his groin suddenly digging deep between his labia, the rough feeling of the plate making the smaller frame moan. "You're simply too desperate for my touch."
"We... We both know how much you... love to bottom for me." Oberon continues to tease, earning another lick on the neck.
"Choose quickly. Do you want me in your ass or your pussy? One seems to be begging more for attention." He growls again.
"A-ass. Just, please go slowly."
"Of course, darling." He lowers himself a little more, and Oberon starts to feel a familiar sensation inside of him. But somewhere unfamiliar.
It almost immediately felt too big, too deep, nearly immediately going deeper than he had ever dared ventured with his fingers. It felt so painful, yet so good. He wanted to know how deep he'd get, if he could get into his stomach, fuck him deep with barely a movement of his hips.
The feeling stopped once it hit something inside of him. He looks over to Nekros, who is still nuzzled into his neck.
"W-why'd you stop?"
"Could be detrimental to your health if I went deeper, darling." He explains. "And you're already clenching around me. If you relax, it'll go much easier."
"But... But it's so much..."
"Just breathe. Relax when you feel comfortable. I don't want to move my hips while it could hurt you."
"Y-you sure?"
"I still remember my first time. I didn't have the help like you do now."
"O-okay." Oberon holds on tightly to his love, letting himself relax. A hand gently pets his head, obviously trying to help. He lets out a breath he didn't know he was holding, and loosened his grip on Nekros.
"There you go... That's a good boy." He purrs, hips rolling ever so slightly. "You're doing so good..."
Oberon doesn't respond, just panting a little at the small movement.
"Are you sure this is your first time? You're taking me so well..."
"Fuck, Nekros..." Oberon whines softly.
"I love hearing you say my name like that." The Prime purrs. "It sounds so good coming out of your mouth..." He licks his neck again, nipping a little.
"I'll keep saying it... Just tell me to."
"I'd rather hear it naturally." He says happily, right before biting into his neck.
"Oh- Fuck-!" The smaller frame cries out, back arching again and his claws digging into his back. "Holy... Nekros..." He pants quietly, having noticed how his love had stopped moving.
"You're clenched again." He warns.
"You bit me, of course I am."
"I just needed to see your blood..." Oberon feels a tongue slide across the wound, making him shudder. "... And taste it... Mmm..."
He felt the dick inside of him start twitching a little more, and the Primes hips buckle.
"Your taste will never get old..." His tongue slips over the front of Oberons throat. "Just seeing you bleed gets me hard at this point."
"That desperate to see me bl-" The smaller frame starts, interrupted by his own noises as Nekros starts moving his hips again. The twitching inside of him just made it feel even more... Different. But not in a bad way.
"That's a good boy... I'm going to fuck you senseless, if you want me to."
"Kiss me."
"Making orders, are we?" Nekros growls, but he still obliges, moving to kiss Oberon on the lips. The frame below grabs the horn-like protrusions on his face, pulling him deeper into the kiss. Nails dig in deep, and his hips pull back and up before he seems to get use to the suddenness.
"You don't seem to be complaining." Oberon teases. "You look like you want to feel something fucking you..."
"If I was that desperate, I'd just summon a shadow." Nekros growls right back.
"You could always just ask."
The voice was a hiss, and gentle clicking. Nekros is the first to turn, looking at the frame watching them. Of course, it was Nidus. And with his Helminth Charger, who he'd dubbed Ace.
"Of fucking course." Nekros growls. "We can't fuck one damn time without someone watching us. Might as well just fuck in the common room."
"You two just need to be quieter." Nidus says with a shrug. "Your growls can be heard across the Dojo."
"Maybe just leave us the fuck alone."
"Forget about him." Oberon says, pulling Nekros back down to him. "And fuck me."
"... With him in the room?"
"Don't you remember your words when you were drunk? You didn't care if you fucked me in the halls. Now show me that Nekros I know, who would wreck me just to prove that I'm yours."
The room went silent. The only sounds were quiet hissing and clicking from Nidus. Oberon was starting to think that he had said the wrong thing.
"If you don't fuck him now, I'll do it." Nidus invites.
"You can't touch him." Nekros growls. "So screw off, will you?"
"Nekros." Oberon says sternly.
"... Fine." He mutters back. The Prime begins to roll his hips again, letting the smaller frame get used to the feeling again. "It just feels... Awkward. Having someone else in here."
"Bite me." Oberon orders.
"... If you say so." The Prime buries himself into Oberon again and bites his neck. Not hard enough to bleed, though.
"Harder."
"The fucking or the biting?"
"Biting."
He complies, drawing blood again. It stained the silver-lavender color of Oberons neck with bright red.
Oberon decides to use the current dominance to make sure that Nekros doesn't have control again. Just for fun.
"Mmmm good boy, Nekros." He purrs, definitely noticing the shift in body language as he said it. "You listen to me so well. Now, lick it up."
His mate follows the order, lapping up the blood from the flowing wound.
"You managed to make him falter so easily." Nidus notes. "How?"
"That is for me, and only me, to know." Oberon answers. "Since he belongs to me." He can feel the Primes cock twitch as he said that, he definitely liked the idea of it.
"I understand."
"Nekros. Stop licking." He does as he's told. "How close are you?"
"I hate to admit it but..." He goes silent, sitting up after a few seconds.
Oberon grabs him by the metal arc on his chest and pulls them together so their foreheads touched.
"Tell me."
"I-I'm basically on the edge." He answers finally, his hips moving a little slower than before. "I want you to be happy."
"If you fill me with your cum, I'll be happy."
It was so obvious that the source of Nekros' embarrassment was Nidus. But the other frame being there just made it more enjoyable for Oberon.
"... Okay." He mumbles back finally, going back to his old pace. Maybe a little bit faster.
"G-good boy." Oberon teases, just feeling the Primes hips buckle at the words. "Fill me."
"Yes, yes sir." He responds, words broken by his panting. He finally pulls Oberon as close as possible as he finishes, growling loudly. And maybe whining a little too.
"Good boy..." Oberon says quietly, gently petting the Primes head as the larger frame lays on his chest. Thanks to the nature of his anatomy, his dick had already retreated back to its little sheath-like area.
All was quiet for a few seconds. Until someone finally spoke.
"I can understand why Harrow describes you two that way now."
"Um- What do you mean by that?" Nekros asks.
"He says you two are connected more than at a physical level. He says spiritual."
"... I think I know why he'd know that much." Oberon chuckles. "Don't you agree, darling?"
"We gave him something to remember." Nekros purrs back.