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Bar Crossed Lovers (AparinaAkumu and LustfulSins)

At Corbin's words, Kethras doesn't move again yet. At least, not to thrust his hips do make small rolling motions tight against the shifter. He also pulls him upright, Corbin's back to his chest, and wraps his left arm around the shifter's waist. In doing so, Kethras releases Corbin's arms.

The albino's right arm comes around Corbin's chest, further supporting him upright. His head drops, pressing open mouth kisses along his shoulder and neck. His teeth scrape skin too, breath hot against Corbin's skin. "You're the one who said to make sure I finish. My endurance is just greater than yours. Think you can hold onto consciousness a bit longer?"
 
"I'm awake," he replied after having the moment with Kethras to get his focus back better. His cheeks were still very red, and he had began to gather a thin sheen of sweat over his torso. Once he felt the much gentler motions of the snake shifter he looked over his shoulder and gave a weak smile.

"You got so much bigger...if you're gonna make me cum again I need a minute," he admitted. He was worried of shifting aspects into his wolf form if he started getting too pained or needy. It hadn't happened during sex since he was a teen but he also hadn't been driven to three orgasms before. As it was he hadn't noticed his fangs grew in a little more.
 
Kethras chuckles, tongue and teeth roaming Corbin's neck. Of course he'd gotten bigger. That was the idea, to make Corbin moan more. "Perk of having physical shadows." Kethras pauses, then, "But you're so hot when you're a moaning mess."

Kethras moves, hips rolling more now. He doesn't want to give Corbin the chance to adjust too much, doesn't want to let him come down from the pleasure. The albino takes pride in giving his partners pleasure they'll remember for months. His hips buck, burying his cock to the hilt with a groan.
 
Corbin tensed slightly when Kethras bucked his hips. It made him tighter around the larger cock spreading him so wide. Blue eyes closed once more as a soft, pleasured growl escaped his lips. As it was his grey hair was beginning to stick to his neck and forehead just a little.

He didn't protest the continuation again. He really did want Kethras to finish, it was important to him that he did. His cock, though, was stubbornly flaccid. Each time the snake pushed all the way in again the wolf could feel his body tense slightly. It started to make him tighten down around the large insertion more and more.

He managed to whimper something, but not much as he looked back again to the man holding him. He really wanted to keep going. Kethras was making him feel so good. His balls ached slightly from delivering two loads and a dull throb was in his cock again yet this time because it, too, was tired.
 
Kethras bends his head again to latch his teeth onto Corbin's shoulder. This bite is harder than previous ones, though still not enough to break skin. He knows Corbin is tired, but thats the point. Years of learned habit ingrained into Kethras the need to pleasure his partners to exhaustion. In a strange sort of logic, it meant they could never follow him home.

Kethras' thrusts continue short, but hard. Half out, then in to the hilt again. His ridges drag against Corbin's insides on the draw back, and the thickness of his cock rubs firmly against the shifter's prostate on the thrust inward. The albino is groaning against Corbin's shoulder.

After another nearly five minutes, there's finally a change in the hard pace. Kethras' thrusts become shorter, more rapid. His teeth release Corbin's shoulder in exchange for baring his teeth in a growl. A handful more thrusts and the albino bucks hard, burying his cock. It throbs, then spills forth a rush of hot seed. Kethras' hips jerk tightly against Corbin's ass as he releases enough to actually bulge put the shifter's abdomen just enough to be noticeable. The thickness of his cock acts like a plug, preventing anything from leaking out around it.

Kethras is only slightly panting, slowly sitting back on his heels and pulling Corbin along with him. He's not quite ready to remove himself from the younger man, basking in the heat and bliss post orgasm. His face is burrowed into the crook of Corbin's neck, and his arms are wrapped around the shifter's waist and chest like steel bands.
 
As Kethras continued Corbin couldn't moan as loudly as he had been. The dull ache in his package was keeping him from fully enjoying. However it still felt incredible, and he still trembled in the taller man's arms. The ridges of his cock felt amazing as they dragged and slightly pulled on his tunnel. Every touch of his prostate got a soft hum. It still felt amazing, but his genitals weren't having it for round three.

Though the sounds he made as he felt Kethras cum were near musical. The final thrusts had started to elicit a soft groan from having him so deep again. When the hot seed began to travel up it made the wolf shiver noticeably and his original sound morphed into a pleasured, shaky growl. Then the feel as his full body segment showed just how much cum the man had was just enough. Though he wasn't ready to go again.

The tight grip around him made Corbin relax as he leaned his head against Kethras'. He even smiled a little as his hand moved to feel how full he was. Plus the grip on him was so tight he couldn't do much else.

His other hand, however, did move up to gently grip the white hair beside his own head. A soft chuckle escaping the wolf as he relaxed in the arms of his larger partner. He didn't know what to say, and didn't truly want to say anything right away. It just felt nice as it was...

"I'll probably hop in the shower before sleeping," he offered after a few minutes. He normally would clean himself up after something like this.
 
Kethras rubs his nose against the side of Corbin's neck when the shifter finally speaks. He had been enjoying the still present heat of Corbin's body, his natural smell mixed with the smell of sex. His grip relaxes, though he does keep his arms loose around Corbin, in case the younger man becomes unsteady. "Do you want me to join you? I ki d of owe you for being so rough, especially when you admitted to having not been bedded in some time."

Kethras does feel a bit guilty. He has a tendency to let instinct take over during sex, which usually leads to hard, rough fucking. Kethras takes a moment to pull his shadows back into his body from around his cock, then slowly pulls free from Corbin's body. Almost immediately, some of his seed leaks down the back of the shifter's leg. Kethras bites his lower lip; it might be messy, but it's still kind of hot to see. Not to mention the numerous bite marks and hickeys he left across Corbin's skin.
 
Corbin shivered as the cock inside him became smaller, and then pulled free. The feeling of the still warm cum slipping down made him shiver. He wasn't a human, but this man did do a decent number on him. At first he tried to stand by himself but his legs did shake a little. He could already tell he would be a little sore tomorrow.

"A little help would be nice," he admitted sheepishly but smiled all the same. "I enjoy it rough. I'm sorry I was so quick today, I'd usually be able to go longer," he confessed. His true embarrassment was just that, that he came so quickly both times. He couldn't recall having three orgasms in one session.
 
Kethras smiles and wraps his arm around Corbin's waist, helping the younger man to his feet. With Corbin's directions, he helps him to the bathroom, leaning Corbin against the counter while he gets the shower running warm. "Don't apologize, Corbin. Very few people can keep up with my endurance. Besides, you had mentioned it's been a while, so no doubt you're out of practice, so to speak."

Once the water is running warm, Kethras helps Corbin in, standing behind him. His hands rest on the shifter's hips, and he can't help but to follow the flow of water down Corbin's skin. Again, he finds himself admiring all the marks he left. "Your skin is very pretty marked up like this." The comment is quite, and though he knows Corbin would hear it, it's intended as a offhand compliment.
 
Corbin chuckled as he was leaned against the counter. Kethras seemed used to this, or perhaps just being nice. The wolf did have a habit of assuming the worst at times. Though his blue eyes traced the taller man's body before resting over his shoulder at the mirror. Looking at the pink and purple blotches and bites, as well as a few lines. It made him smile. Very few partners were so rough on the small male, and he never had the chance to correct humans.

"I have about as much stamina as you do. But only when I'm in rut," he admitted with a chuckle. Though as the warm water covered them he did hum and explain, "I guess I'm just too used to humans. I outlast them and can't play rough. If I wait long enough I can go twice but otherwise it's difficult to pair with them." He sighed softly at the end of his words as well.

"It's a nice splash of color," he replied, "I'm a little pale." He then looked back to the man behind him for a reaction. Naturally he wasn't as pale as Kethras but he was pale for other standards.
 
Kethras lathers his hands, running them across Corbin's skin as the younger man speaks. He is listening, though he's also committing Corbin's body to memory. The shifter's comment about pairing with humans makes Kethras grimace.

"I don't pair with humans. I don't need questions about the shape of my cock. Besides, they're too fragile and they don't live long enough to make worthwhile partners." Kethras aims the showerhewd to rinse Corbin, then splays out the fingers of his left hand on the boy's abdomen. Gently, his right fingers slide between Corbin's cheeks, stretching him again, slightly hooking inside to half scoop out the evidence of their very recent activities.
 
Corbin thought about that a moment. It was true, humans didn't live as long. The wolf was young but knew members of his pack to be youthful longer. However his own expectancy wasn't drastically longer than a human's on a larger scale. As he shivered while the proof of their coupling was washed away he remained lost in thought a moment.

"Wolves aren't terribly long lived either," he admitted in case Kethras wasn't as experienced with his kind. By now though he could stand better on his own, and playfully he moved his hand to direct some of the flowing water to splash at the albino's shoulder. The smirk on Corbin's face showing it was intentional.

"It's funny though... humans will freak out over things they don't understand. Instead of learning they become hateful," his tone reflected the way his thoughts had trailed off. His last relationship coming to mind. Though he didn't linger on it, he didn't miss the man. Just the way it happened stayed fresh.

To distract himself, Corbin turned and reached for the soap. He wanted to focus on this man, even if he wasn't yet sure about his intentions going forward. So he lathered his own hands and started on the taller man's shoulders.

"Aside from the clear advantages in bed," he chuckled, "what do your shadows do? I've never seen that before." Best to learn what he could.
 
Kethras grins at the splash, shaking his head. "Shifters in general still live longer than humans, Corbin. And you're far less fragile. So I don't need to worry about breaking you." Kethras pauses, thinking about what the shorter man said regarding humans' hatred.

"Humans will always hate what they can't control. It's in human nature to control every aspect of life. Look at the way they build dams to redirect rivers, or cut through mountains instead of just building around them." Kethras runs his hands over Corbin's hips as the boy turns around. He can tell Corbin wants to change the subject, so he answers his questions.

"My shadows are something of a living entity inside me, part of me, but not. I can feel with them, see with them, in a way. They don't carry sound or smell, though. Those just bounce off. It takes energy to manipulate the shadows, so extended use, or creating a larger shape, takes more energy." Kethras pauses to reach up behind his head and untie his hair. He pulls the strip of leather away, hanging it over the top of the shower wall. Tied back, it seems the tail is thin, but there's more there than it seems. "It doesn't take much to make something solid though, so my shadows are as much my weapons as they are my defense."
 
Corbin nodded to show he was listening as his eyes traced along the man before him. The taller man was definitely more knowledgeable about the general whole of shifters, whereas the slate haired man was only aware of his kind.

"I can almost feel with water at some points. Mostly when I'm healing," the wolf replied. His eyes watched the way Kethras' hair spread out now that it wasn't tied. He didn't even hesitate to grab the hair care product and reach around to the newly free section of white hair. Fingers gently working at the scalp in a calming massage before traveling up slowly.

"Weapon...so you get into fights often huh?" He asked softly. Not in a judgmental tone, just an observation. Of course he had seen the scars but they could have been from anything, and any time.
 
Kethras' red eyes flutter slightly as Corbin starts working on his hair. It would seem he truly enjoys his hair toyed with. The albino blinks, refocusing on Corbin's words. A healer? That might come in handy. A prospective friend, potential lover, and a healer all rolled into one. Kethras couldn't have gotten more lucky.

The comment about fights makes Kethras chuckle. "You could say that." Kethras doesn't elaborate, nor does he say anything about his scars, though he's well aware Corbin woud have seen them last night. The less Corbin knows about his line of work, at this point, the better.

"So a bartender, hm? What made you want to do that?" Kethras redirects the conversation ad Corbin works his fingers through the albino's white hair.
 
Corbin continued to work his fingers through the man's hair. Subconsciously he was controlling the water again. The water seemed to repel, stopping just before making contact with the man's scalp. Allowing the shorter man to properly wash the man's head while they spoke.

"I used to have fun at parties," he chuckled. "With my pack I was the quietly rebellious type. I spent my days doing as I was told, and training, and then at night I started sneaking out with the young alphas." He hummed and finished massaging, water returning to rinse away the soap.

"A beta, being so rebellious and confident, needed a very good reason to stand toe to toe with the alphas. I told them I could mix drinks. Well it took some reading the next night but I taught myself most of the basics for that weekend. Turned out to be a good fit for me," he paused and genuinely smiled.

"I learned that my ability works on most liquids. Anything with water mixed in enough. Used to have a lot of fun at those parties... until I got caught. But hey, it pays really good," he sighed softly and looked back at the red eyes slightly above him. His own blue ones as but comfortable. Really he was wondering if the man was going to be gone within an hour or the next morning. He really wanted to share more stories, and hear more, with Kethras.
 
Kethras smiles, listening to Corbin speak of his past, and his pack. The sigh seems to carry sadness though, so the albino brushes his fingers along the shorter man's ribs. "What happened when you got caught? Do you mean your ability to control water?"

In Kethras' long life, many things end up controlled for power. Being a loner, for the most part, has spared him the trouble of others attempting to control him. Sure, hunters have tried capturing him before. But his shadows make him quite resourceful, and capture quite difficult.
 
"Oh, no that was why I was being so restricted," he elaborated. He shrugged slightly and further explained, "when they caught me sneaking out they gave me a harness to wear. It was like a vest with a chain on the back." He looked at his hand a moment but smiled anyway.

"I didn't tell anyone when I left. I just packed clothing and money I had gathered into my school bag and waved good bye to my mother and training elders to go to class. I felt so happy when I laid on the first hotel mattress," he had a genuine smile on his face as he recalled the memory. When his blue eyes landed back on the red ones they, too, seemed mostly happy or content; but also relieved. Wordlessly showing his positivity in life. How a past didn't reflect how his future would play out.

As he finished rinsing them both off and turning the water off he decided to ask what was still on his mind. As he handed Kethras a towel the words fell much calmer from his lips than even he thought they would, "Will you be staying for bed?"
 
Kethras frowns when Corbin explains the chained vest. This young man's birth pack had practically made a prisoner of him. As someone who valued family, that struck an angry nerve in Kethras. But he says nothing as Corbin carries on, showing the positivity in his expression.

Kethras lifts his hands to wring out his hair, a fair amount of water escaping the white locks. Then he takes the towel from Corbin, drying first his body, then his hair, before wrapping the towel around his waist. When asked if he would be staying the night, Kethras cocks his head to one side. "Do you want me to?" Kethras had found it often varied whether his partners wanted him there after sex.
 
Corbin dried himself normally, though as Kethras returned with a question the man looked back up to those red eyes. A soft pink returned to his cheeks as he wrapped the towel around his own waist.

"I'd enjoy the company," he stated but his eyes didn't make contact. He really did find Kethras attractive, and wanted to get to know him more. For him it was more than looks and performance in bed, it also involved the person themselves. Determining the potential in the albino was something the wolf wanted to do.
 
Kethras watches Corbin look up, then away. The downturned gaze and blush make the albino grin. The shifter is suddenly so shy, and it's adorable. Kethras moves in close, threading the fingers of his right hand through Corbin's still damp hair.

"Then I'll stay. But it's 4am, so we really should sleep." Kethras can be soft and sweet when he wants to, sliding hisbhand down Corbin's arm to take his wrist. He guides the boy back to the bed, stripping off the soiled top blanket. The sheet beneath is miraculously still dry and clean, despite the mess they had made.

Kethras stretches out on his back after shedding the towel. He prefers to sleep naked. The albino tugs Corbin down next to him, then flips the sheet over them both. "Sleep."
 
Corbin walked with Kethras. He really only ever used the guest room for hook ups, never needing it for guests. However watching the albino set up and easily shed his towel and tug on the wolf's wrist to join him in bed...it made him smile.

He was also used to sleeping naked and didn't feel shy about the physical exposure. Instead he just laid in the bed and figured out the most comfortable way to lay with the taller man. It ended up being on his side, one arm tucked to his own chest with the other gently crossing the snake's. Corbin even felt the familiar sensation of his tail wagging, though he hadn't grown it in. Just the phantom feelings.

Normally he would be a little more cautious. High alert with a practical stranger in his home, but everything of value was hidden or stored safely and Kethras just hadn't raised any real alarms for the smaller man. In fact he fell asleep rather quickly once the two of them were comfortable.
 
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