underworldprince | for paintednoble

Nickov waited, tail curling and uncurling behind him in anticipation, watching Zagreus's cock swing about as he walked.

"I do, but what do you have?" he asked, curious as they walked down a fairly worn path from the spring into the woodland he'd come to call home.

It wasn't a long walk, and soon they came upon a nicely built cabin. The place had been here before he arrived and had some odd personal items within it, suggesting it wasn't built originally for him but someone had come before him. His now as they had not returned and he'd been here for a while now.

Bed, couch, kitchen, with a ceiling high enough for even him. Simple but cleanly kept, with herbs tied and drying in the window and wood cut and stacked outside.

They went in and Nickov tugged Zagreus along towards the bed, sitting down, bringing him level with his chest to kiss and toy with the man's nipples.

Zagreus smiled slyly at the question.

"Do you know what nectar is?" The question was slightly rhetorical and Zagreus didn't wait for an answer, fishing inside his bag to pull out a spherical glass jar containing a golden liquid. The stuff was a valuable commodity in the Underworld, considered a delicacy. It tasted like pure sunshine.

"It, uh, works well for the purpose we are thinking of," He said with a faint flush, making it obvious he was speaking from experience. He couldn't say for sure, but Zagreus suspected the stuff had some kind of natural aphrodisiac.

Zagreus was quick to drop his clothes and set his spear down to rest against the wall, bottle of nectar still in hand.

He smirked as Nickov guided him toward the bed, biting his lip at the teasing before slowly moving forward to kneel on the bed straddling Nickov's lap. He let the bottle drop onto the blankets as he loosely draped his arms around Nickov's shoulders, leaning forward to kiss him again.

"I've heard of it but I do not know what it does, or really is exactly" he said, cocking his head, ears perking up when a very pretty bottle full of the stuff was produced. Looked a lot like honey though not as viscous.

He leaned into the kiss happily, sliding his hands up the other's strong chest and to his back, trying not to dig his claws into him, though the light scratch of them could be felt.

"Sounds far more delicious than the oil I've got" he chuckled against Zagreus's lips, kissing his jaw and then dropping his gaze to his cock. One hand slid around his hip and then took his swollen length in hand, stroking him a bit. "Want to get right to it or would you rather I use my mouth on you first?" he purred, tongue swiping over a nipple, his tail caressing a fine buttock behind him.

"Mm, try for yourself," Zagreus offered. He reached for the bottle he'd just discarded onto the bed, using the opportunity to roll his hips forward against Nickov's with a soft sigh. He snagged the bottle and pops it open.

Biting his lip, he poured a small amount onto his chest just above his nipple, the liquid dripping slowly over his skin, leaving a faint golden-tinged trail. It's certainly less viscous than honey but has more thickness to it than water or wine. There's no stickiness to it either despite its name and sweetness, just a delicious slickness that seems to coat anything it touches.

"What do I want?" He raised an eyebrow, lips curled into a thoughtful smirk, "If I'm honest, it would be nice to take the edge off first. And take our time for the next round."

Nickov gave an experimental lick to the man's nectar covered nip.

It was...probably the best thing he'd tasted in years.

He eagerly lapped up what he could, moaning and giving the man's tit a suckle and lick again, bluntly scraping his teeth over his skin.

He leaned in and kissed Zagreus, burying a hand in his hair. He tasted pretty good too.

"Blow job it is" he smirked against his lips, showing a bit of pointed tooth. "Get up a moment, let me kneel." he instructed, giving Zagreus' ass another squeeze before letting go.

Zagreus sighs softly, leaning forward to press into Nickov's mouth, threading his fingers into his hair to guide him closer, nipple pebbling from the attention. He groans again as Nickov pulls him into a kiss, tasting him and the nectar on his tongue. The taste is intoxicating.

He bit his lip, the tips of his ears turning just the faintest bit red as he realized he hadn't really been clear enough.

"I..." He chuckled sheepishly, "I meant, take the edge off by, um, just getting right to it. Sorry, I realize that wasn't very clear."

Nickov paused, then shrugged, "If you say so." he said, fine with that. Maybe he'd play with him later. But for now if cock he wanted, Nickov would oblige.

He kissed him again, "How do you want to be taken? Like this? Or on your back, or maybe from behind? I'm flexible." he purred, clawed fingers teasing over Zagreus' belly, right above where the tip of his cock reached.

He licked Zagreus's bottom lip then suckled his throat as he awaited his answer.

"Later. I promise," He said with a soft smile. He felt too worked up to be teased any longer, curious and wanting.

"How? I... I've really no preference, Nickov. However you'd like me. Should I get on the bed?" That seemed like a good place to start though he's reluctant to move away from Nickov, once again leaning into his touch, the light scratches sending pleasant shivers running across his skin.

Tilting his head back, he groaned hungrily at the attention.

"You're not making it easy to think," He chuckled, rolling his hips forward to grind them together.

It took all of his willpower to shift onto one knee and slide off Nickov's lap, laying back on the bed, pulling Nickov down with him, on top of him, just as they'd been by the water.

Nickov smiled against his skin, keeping up the teases regardless, just as much wanting to hear Zagreus moan as he wanted to taste him.

At the shift, he allowed the man to get off and roll over, following without resistance to lay atop of him. The blue creature above him was warm, his skin tough, hard to break, but smooth, good for a creature for the desert, retaining as much as water within as possible. Lightweight, probably no heavier than Zagreus despite his size and extra limb. Quick runner. Not built to stand and hold his ground.

He kissed him for a bit more, rocking his hips, letting his cock rub against the demi-god's own.

Nickov moaned, cupping his face as he pressed his tongue against his own.

Moaning, Zagreus parted his lips and pressed up into the kiss. He slipped his hand between them, stroking first Nickov and then himself as he rocked his hips up wantonly.

Slipping his hand away, he reached for the nectar, pouring some onto his palm before stroking him again. The liquid was slick and messy between them. He stroked his hand up along the shaft of Nickov's cock, squeezing gently before rubbing the pad of his thumb over the sensitive head and slit, nectar mixing with precum.

Zagreus arched off the bed slightly as he sucked on Nickov's tongue with another groan.

He could smell the nectar, it was almost intoxicating as Zagreus slicked up his cock. Sweetness and sunshine, idly he wondered where it came from in a place of darkness and death.

Nickov moaned against the other's mouth and then broke off to push himself to sit up.

He took up the bottle and poured a little into his hand, moving to settle between the man's legs he dipped a hand down between them and pressed a nectar-covered finger inside him to begin opening him up. He was quick about it, but careful, not wanting to curl a finger and dig a claw up into him.

For the briefest of moments, Zagreus thoughts move to Nickov's blankets, all the things that are about to be covered in the nectar, but the thought was soon forgotten as Nickov pushed a finger into him. Zagreus gasped softly, heels pushing into the mattress so he could push his hips up, practically fucking himself on Nickov's slicked finger.

Closing his eyes, he relaxed to sink down onto Nickov further as he stroked his cock slowly when he remembered to. He wasn't meaning to edge Nickov but he'd give him intense attention, squeezing and teasing and building up speed, but then get distracted with his own pleasure, his hand stilling for a few moments until he was reminded that he should be moving his hand.

"I can take a second," He panted softly, his own cock straining for more, leaking onto his abdomen.

Blankets can be washed, Nickov might not though for some time to keep Zagreus's delightful scent and help think of him for the very lonely nights to come.

Nickov soon pulled Zagreus' hand off him, not wanting to come too quickly, also wanting to focus on getting him stretched soon as possible.

He didn't hesitate in adding finger number two, pushing inside that wonderful heat and scissoring him open. His free hand caressed over that broad pale chest, pinching a nipple and leaning down to kiss and bluntly nip the skin.

Zagreus let him guide his hand away, sliding it to down to Nickov's other hand as he lifted his hips off the mattress. His fingers brushed over Nickov's hand, trying to push his fingers deeper into him.

The stretch of Nickov's scissoring fingers made him groan softly, head lolling back as he pushed his hand through his hair, shutting his eyes to focus solely on how Nickov's fingers feel inside him, his teeth against his skin.

"I'm ready, Nickov mate. I can take it. Want you," He breathed.

The other's insistence he was ready had him pause in concern, after all he was more largely built than Zagreus and he'd only just started to open him up. But he trusted the other knew his own body, and he nodded, withdrawing his fingers and sitting up, taking up the nectar again and pouring a bit into his palm, slicking up his twitching length without further ado.

Setting the bottle aside, he guided his cock to Zagreus's hole and pressed inside.

He groaned his name, inching in, slowly, letting him get accustomed to the spread. Halfway in though he stopped, and pulled out to add a bit more nectar. He eased back inside, the stretch a bit more smooth, he could press up to the hilt, his sheath kissing the other's rim.

"Zagreus..." he moaned, the man's tight heat squeezing him wonderfully.

Nickov paused and seemed to mull over whether or not to actually listen to him. Zagreus bit his lip but it slipped out from between his teeth as he smirks, softly huffing a breathy chuckle.

He moved his hand to the sheets when Nickov slipped his fingers out of him, mismatched eyes trained on what Nickov was doing with a heated, steady gaze.

He couldn't help but tense for a beat when he first felt the head of Nickov's cock pressed against him. Exhaling softly, he screwed his eyes shut as Nickov pushes into him, swallowing back a groan as his fist twists a handful of blanket. Feeling Nickov ease back before he really felt full drew a loud groan from Zagreus. He opened his eyes, giving him a searching look. Ah, more nectar. He reminded himself to be patient.

The stretch felt good, a deep ache as Nickov pressed forward again. He loved that each time he inhaled it felt close, so close, to being too much.

"Fffa..." He couldn't manage much more than that for a moment, somewhere between relaxing around Nickov and wanting to start moving, "Nickov."

Not needing to hold himself anymore, Nickov rested his hands on Zagreus's hips, enjoying the tight heat that engulfed him and the moan of his own name on the man's tongue.

"You feel good...You feel so good..." he groaned, and began to move, slowly, ensuring their lubrication was spread thoroughly about before his pace increased with each thrust. He moved a hand from Zagreus's hip to his belly and up to his chest, leaning over to kiss him as he rocked inside him.

His hands slid up Nickov's forearms to his shoulders, tugging and pulling on him, wanting him closer as he tried to rock his hips to meet Nickov's movements. His fingers dig into his muscles, likely going to unintentionally leave bruises.

He groaned, one of his hands moving to meet Nickov's on his chest, curling his fingers around his hand as his hips are raised up off the mattress further as Nickov bent him to lean closer to kiss him. Zagreus hungrily pressed up to meet Nickov's lips in a messy, eager kiss, squeezing his hand with a moan.

Nickov lifted Zagreus's hip, moving his legs up from around his narrow hips to be propped up over his shoulders, bending the man almost in half as he took up a rougher, deeper pace.

His tongue warred with the fighter's own, caressing, pressing and mapping out the inside of his mouth, breaking the kiss to catch a breath and moan openly. He looked down at the man who'd happened upon his shore. He was so damn lucky!

He kissed him again, his tail not going idle, coming around to coil about Zagreus' cock and stroke him as he thrust into him.

Zagreus toes curled in the air as Nickov's pace increased, the slap of their skin meeting further muffling Zagreus' wanton moans each time Nickov buried himself into him. He really didn't need the extra stimulus, each deep thrust pushing against his prostrate and sending a wave of pleasure through him. He's achingly hard, leaking against Nickov's tail.

A loud, heady groan escaped the moment Nickov broke the kiss to breathe, exhaling the moan, head tilting back, lips parted, panting heavily.

"So good," He managed to get out before being swept up in another kiss, his hands tangling into Nickov's long hair as another moan is muffled against his lips.

Nickov's tail continued to stroke Zagreus's cock, deft as a hand, he squeezed and jerked him, the tip teasing the head of his length.

While one hand held onto the man's leg to keep it in place on his shoulder, the other rested on a pec, massaging the muscle and pinching the nipple.

With each thrust now, a tug seemed to catch on the rim of the man's entrance, and Nickov moaned more openly as his knot swelled as he neared climax.

"Ah, so-so do you...Ah Zagreus..." he panted, his thrusts harder and quicker than ever but he forced himself to slow and grind deeply down into him, "Can I finish inside? Can I tie us?" he breathed with a groan.

There's a new pull that started out as a small tug and became more noticeable as if his body didn't want to let Nickov go, his whole being trying to pull him in and keep him close. He groaned loudly, hips bucking and twitching at the sensation of Nickov's tail teasing across the head of his cock, slick and leaking with precum.

He nodded enthusiastically, what Nickov was saying wasn't important, he heard him but the words lack meaning, he can simply hear the inflection in his voice of a question.

"Nni-" Nickov ground forward, pressing impossibly deep into him, and Zagreus' orgasm took him by surprise, his breath catching in his throat as he came in spurts.

Zagreus's consent quickly made Nickov follow him over the edge, plunging to the hilt inside his slick hole and groaning loudly as his knot prevented further movement.

With Zagreus's climax, his walls squeezing rhythmically around him, Nickov followed suit with a cry, claws biting into his chest as he came, flooding the other with his hot cum.

"Ah! Ahh! Zagreus!" he cried, then shuddered, hips bucking against his as he unloaded deep inside his new mate, enough so that the man's stomach swelled some with the quantity, his spurting throbbing cock left to twitch against it as the tail leg go.

He felt Nickov's release, hot inside him, making him shudder and pushing another spurt of cum from his own cock. He groaned deeply, a trickle of sweat tickling down his neck. He shifted, squirming and groaning again as it felt like he was filled more and more, too much, impossibly full with Nickov still buried into him.

He turned his head to the side, breathing hard, bulging abdomen heaving with each shuddering breath. With a slightly more pitiful, whimpering moan, he buried the side of his face into the blankets, his hair sticking to his sweat-slicked skin. The cuts and scratches finally make themselves known, stinging lightly from the salt in his sweat, but he couldn't focus on anything but the ache and stretch he felt. Taking another couple of shuddering breaths, he tried to move only for the ache to intensify, making him go still in a hazy defeat, groaning at the strange feeling.

Nickov went still for awhile, groaning as he continued to unload until spent, staring unseeing down at Zagreus.

He apologized quietly for the scratches and slowly slid the other's legs off his shoulders, looking down at the other's belly, confused a moment, then chuckled softly, "Sorry, should have mentioned...that might happen." Zagreus wasn't human but he was about the same size so, only made sense when he tied with him this would happen as it would with a human.

He leaned down and kissed him gently.

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