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The board meeting had been long and tedious. The sun was still high in the sky when it had started, and it was dark into the night when Lord Percival De Rolo left the high rise. He was exhausted. Being forced to engage in a meaningless ramble that could have been communicated through an email had him frustrated, and he was tired of talking, so much god-damned talking.
He sighed heavily as he looked up at the overcast sky and tried to remember which of the many identical hotels surrounding him was his home for the night, he fancy driving across town in the middle of the night.
No matter, it was a rather upscale area filled with people enjoying the nightlife and night markets. He'd remember soon enough. He tucked his wallet and phone into the inside pockets of his great blue coat and began to walk down the street.
A couple of young adults - probably his age - walked out of a loud nightclub, laughing cheerfully as they playfully chattered. He smiled softly at the sight, wishing quietly that the heavy burden of being the leading scientist at his father's company had not fallen upon him.
He'd graduated from school early, gone to university early, graduated from that early, and then went straight to work, becoming a workaholic just like his father.
Fun. That was a word he hadn't heard or experienced in a long time.
Seconds later, he swallowed down the overwhelming guilt that he felt about feeling ungrateful for his life. He kept his eyes on the group, chuckling softly as he watched a young woman try to jump over a dustbin and fail, knocking it over. The group made a run for it - high heels and all - moments later at the appearance of a murderously angry-looking bouncer.
"Hey!"
Percy was so distracted by the carefree, jovial environment that he didn't register the person calling out. There was no reason for him to think that somebody would require his attention, and he had very little left to give.
"Hey, wait up!"
Percy startled, swatting the hand on his arm away reflexively as he turned to look at the stranger who was most definitely looking at him.
"Help me out, please, just pretend that you know me," the slightly shorter man pleaded, his bright eyes wide and frightened. He looked down the sidewalk anxiously and gulped.
Percy followed his gaze, spotting a group of suspicious-looking men whose eyes were focused on the stranger standing in front of him. The man certainly looked uneasy, but even if he were a pickpocket, Percy's coat was buttoned up. The man stepped closer to Percy as the group began to move forward, and Percy turned his attention back to the curious man in front of him.
He was... beautiful, to say the least. Standing at least two inches shorter than Percy, slender form, tanned skin, long-haired and ... pointy-eared? An elf or a half-elf... there were none of those in Whitestone, at least not that Percy was aware of. He'd never even seen one in real life.
He wondered if that had something to do with the reason the group was following him. Were they simply trying to rob him or assault him? Was it because he was so ridiculously pretty? Maybe it was because he was an elf…perhaps it was all of the above.
Or this could be a trap, and Percy was about to die on this street with a knife in his back. Maybe this was all an elaborate scheme, and the elf was part of it… or was it just a distraction or using his beauty to lure the target until the bigger bad guys could pounce? It would be a shame, really, to die being betrayed or stabbed by this magnificent creature…
"Please..." The man pleaded, his wild eyes growing larger as the men grew closer.
Percy examined him, conflicted. He was good at reading the intent of those around him, usually. The man's intentions seemed harmless.
Fuck it, let's get weird. He took a deep breath and played along.
"There you are, I've been looking for you," Percy said loudly, smiling at the stranger. The dark-haired, yellow-eyed man sighed in relief and smiled sweetly as he tucked a strand of loose hair behind his ear.
"Sorry about that, let's get going, shall we?" The man said, gently placing his hand back on Percy's arm and tugging at him.
Percy let him, falling into step next to him. The man subtly looked over his shoulder and grimaced: "Name's Vax, play along."
Percy gulped at the idea, he was used to businessmen in suits, CEOs and assholes who played golf. He had no idea how to talk to the casual civilians, and he'd just spent all his energy trying to relate to before mentioned assholes. He'd made a study of those; they were awfully predictable.
He had always thought himself to have a rather brilliant mind, but in this situation, he was clueless. Not for the first time, he wished that people came with manuals or that it was legal to poke at them through a microscope.
One of the men, a stocky, leather jacket-clad man, approached, looking Percy up and down: “Is this man bothering you, rich boy?”
"Vax? No, not at all," Percy said, clearing his throat to rid himself of his pitch. His voice, it would seem, was also unaccustomed to dealing with normal human beings.
"You sure?" Another man asked, taking a step closer to Vax, who moved even closer to Percy.
Well, see, Percy didn't like people because he didn't understand them. But he knew a bully when he saw one. He'd encountered his fair share in his youth. He straightened his already straight back, standing at least four inches taller than the tallest of them, squared his shoulders, and stared them down from over the brim of his glasses.
People became less inclined to bully him physically when he began to tower over them, his body turning into that of a man instead of a lanky teenager, and his expression darkening from years of practice. It took him years to learn all the little quirky expressions and body gestures the businessmen he encountered used.
"Quite, you, however, are bothering us, we are already late for our reservation," he said, using the ominously dark tone he only ever used to persuade indecisive business partners to choose what they wanted for lunch. Or to get billionaires to invest. Either one.
The leather-clad menace chuckled at his bravado and stepped closer to Vax, and Percy faltered. Right... this was not a businessman. Percy scanned their surroundings; the street was quiet, with very few people around -mostly drunks anyway - and they were already being herded closer to a dark area with a wall to Percy's left. The leather-clad man was close enough to Vax that he'd simply catch them if they tried to run.
"Wow... that was hot!" Vax giggled, wrapping his arm around Percy's waist in a tight embrace.
Another step closer, and Percy braced himself, but before he knew what was happening, he had his back against the wall, two arms caging him in, and a lithe frame pressed up against him.
"Come here."
He tilted his head down just in time to see the elf lean up and yelped as the man kissed him.
Well... it probably wasn't the worst way to get a first kiss, and so he reciprocated it. He had no idea what he was doing, frustratingly, but then again, he didn't particularly understand golf either. However, this felt much nicer than pretending that he couldn't aim a ball at a target.
It felt... nice, almost hypnotizing.
Percy gulped, hearing the men move.
"Hmm," the elf moaned, leaning in. Percy drew him closer protectively, wrapping his arms around the lean stranger. The man sighed heavily and deepened the kiss. He was so close, so warm, so pretty...
Percy's eyes popped, sexual attraction was not a study he ever had time for, and he had no real-life experience with it. And yet, he quickly found himself desperately wanting to learn. From this man in particular. Yes, this man would make a great tutor. If this was a trap, Percy was willing to die in the cage this elven creature had him trapped in.
Experimentally, and quite uncharacteristically, he pulled the stranger closer. His hold on Vax had tightened, his arms almost entirely wrapped around his body. His senses were overwhelmed by the presence of him, the smell of his hair, the softness and taste of his lips, the proximity and warmth of him… Gods, it was intense. When Vax broke the kiss and turned to look to the side ... Percy cupped his cheek and ran his fingers through his hair. It felt incredible.
The stranger turned back and stared up at him curiously. And the world stopped mattering when the curious creature started kissing him again.
He didn't notice that it was no longer an act, Vax was kissing him, his hands now wrapped around Percy's neck, and nothing else mattered.
He most definitely did not see why Vax had glanced in the direction of the group, an ominous, dangerous expression on his face as he glared at them. Or the way the men gulped.
When Vax finally let Percy go, he stared down at him wide-eyed and red-faced. Much to his relief, the content-looking beauty only sighed happily and stepped away. Percy felt the sudden urge to beg him to stay, wondering whether this was why the kids in stories trapped the fairies in glass jars. If he put his mind to it, he could probably invent something large enough, comfortable enough, and...
"Hey... are you okay?" Vax chuckled, placing a hand on Percy's shoulder.
"Oh! Sorry! I... I think they're gone now. Uhm." Percy stuttered shyly, pushing his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose.
Vax nodded, a mischievous look on his face, almost as if he'd been talking to Percy for a while, and Percy didn't hear him.
Percy sighed, rambling an apology. His mind wandered off sometimes, and he was desperately looking for an excuse to keep this mystery around as long as he could.
He mentally scanned through all the hundreds of romance movies his sister had forced him to watch and picked one. What did he have to lose?
Vax was still smiling at him like a wicked story book critter, all bright eyes and naughty looking, and Percy cleared his throat: "Do you...uh... do you want to join me for dinner?”
Vax's eyes widened, and he chuckled softly, cocking his head to the side curiously.
Percy scratched the back of his neck as he broke eye contact. He could feel the heat rising to his face and cleared his throat before all his luck rang out.
“They could still be skulking about, waiting for us to split up?" Percy reasoned, making eye contact again.
There was no hint of mockery or malice to Vax's resulting hum, maybe just a tinge of surprise. And his eyes were warm and friendly. Percy took that as a good sign. It definitely wasn't the same sound people usually made when he asked them to be his lab partners...
"Honey, I don't even know your name..." Vax cooed at him seductively, and Percy blushed, mentally scolding himself for his bad manners.
"It's Lord Percival----. Percy, Percy De Rolo," he said, remembering the glazed expression people would get at the sound of his full name. Vax seemed highly amused but friendly and nodded slowly.
"Do you really have a reservation?" Vax asked, snuggling into his coat as a soft rain began to fall.
"... I've never needed one before?" Percy said, suddenly realizing that that was rather odd, come to think about it. It was rather peculiar to have places open their doors for you just because they know your last name...
"Oi!"
"Oh gods, I'm sorry. I don't mean to, I assure you, I am paying attention," Percy sighed, tilting his head in confusion as Vax shook his head at him.
"You're adorable, Percival De Rolo. Do you still wanna buy me dinner?" Vax chuckled, pulling at his coat again.
This distracted Percy, who followed the movement and took in Vax's appearance. He was wearing a black Henley with an unzipped hoodie. With a long black coat over it, tight black jeans and... sneakers? Percy didn't own sneakers, but they looked like those ones with the stars on them that all the other normal students wore.
"Uhm, rude... my eyes are up here," Vax said sarcastically, drawing Percy's attention.
"Oh gods! No, I apologize, I didn't mean to gawk at you!" Percy rambled anxiously before sighing in relief when he realised that Vax had not been serious. Normal people were sarcastic, they jested, and Vax, it would appear, was a normal person.
"Yes! The answer is yes, if you would let me?" Percy answered after Vax titled his head forward, a whimsical amusement lighting up his eyes, a perfect eyebrow lifting as he waited for Percy to answer him.
"Great, then let's get you out of the rain," Vax chuckled, grabbing Percy by the elbow and dragging him with him down the street to the busier areas.
"Where would you like to go?" Percy asked, blushing at Vax's warm hand. He could feel the long, slender fingers through his coat.
"Oh? I get to choose? How chivalrous!" Vax purred sweetly, chuckling at Percy's dark flush and wide eyes.
"Come on, handsome."
Percy had no idea where they were going or how they got there, but soon a snobbish woman was swooning at the sight of him and quickly showing them to a quiet booth while using every opportunity to use his title.
It frustrated him to no end as he hyperfocus on the fascinating elven critter who had just called him handsome. Didn't only grandma's call boys that? Did Vax mean to pay him a compliment or insult him? He was smiling, his warm eyes friendly, so Percy tried not to obsess over it.
"Percy... focus," Vax said softly, startling him.
Percy quickly tried to take in his surroundings, taking note of the man sitting across from him, the dimly lit booth, the quiet, elven-like environment, and... oh, the waitress.
He ordered quickly and watched in awe as Vax ordered in perfect, fluent Elvish, his voice taking on an accent Percy didn't know he had. The waitress gasped in disbelief, and Percy could tell how impressed she was. He was impressed. Before walking away, the waitress reached a hand up to her hair and moved the flowing curls away just enough to reveal the pointed tip of her ear. She winked at Vax, who nodded his head at her with a warm smile.
Fascinating. Percy didn't understand why she had done that, as if showing her Vax her ear was a secret code. Maybe it was...
"So, Lord De Rolo, what brings you to this part of town?" Vax asked.
"I had a board meeting close by, I don't usually come around here. My father would not approve. People come here to have fun," Percy sighed out, startling himself with his unabashed honesty.
""Fun"... you say that as if the word is distasteful, don't you like having fun, Percy?" Vax asked curiously, cocking his head to the side in that bird like manner Percy had seem him adopt.
He looked down, fidgeting with his fingers. He'd cut one open again...
"I... I'm afraid I no longer know how... it's been a while," Percy said softly.
He was convinced that Vax had enchanted him or that he was using some fae magic to draw the truth out of him because he'd never be this open and honest otherwise. His self-consciousness would never allow it.
He was fortunate to have his life. He led a comfortable existence, had no debt, and owned a large, two bedroom apartment. For all of that, he had to offer up his youth and spend all of his free time studying.
Friends, sports, parties... he didn't know what those were. A normal life was a heavy price to pay, but a necessary one. But that's what his family had said that it cost. That was the De Rolo way.
He could feel Vax's eyes on him, and he wondered what expression they held. They could be full of sadness and pity, like the kids at school would give him after he got bullied, or they could be full of mockery.
When Vax didn't speak, he looked up curiously, only to find a worryingly mischevious expression in Vax's eyes. He leaned closer to try and read the intent behind them, as if he could examine Vax like an unknown specimen.
He couldn't tell what Vax's intentions were, and the light caught something on Vax's ear, distracting him. There were shiny things in his ear.
One, two, three, four...
"They're earrings, Percy," Vax laughed sweetly, leaning closer to give Percy a better view.
Fascinated, and without thinking, Percy reached out and placed his hand under Vax's chin, turning his head sideways after meeting slight resistance so that he could take a better look. Vax's ear was no bigger than his - he checked - but it seemed to be more sensitive, as Vax gasped softly when Percy's finger brushed over the tip of it.
The earrings were of a variety; studs and hoops of different sizes and shapes. It looked magical. He turned Vax's head the other way, but that ear had no jewelery in it. Vax's jaw was unnaturally smooth. He must have incredible skin care to achieve that, and although his features were soft and ethereal, the shape of his jaw was sharp enough to trace. And Percy did trace it.
Suddenly, Vax turned his head to face him dead on, and Percy startled at just how close the strange creature was to him. His yellow eyes seemed to look right into his soul, and it was mesmerizing.
And absolutely frightening, the way his eyes dilated and then constricted again rapidly made him look like a hawk or an owl. Percy had never had an expression like that aimed at him before, full of intensity and curiosity and mischief.
"Having fun?"
He recoiled, drawing his hand away quickly, wrapping his arms around himself to stop misbehaving.
"Oh gods..." he mumbled.
He'd only just managed to get somebody to talk to him for more than a few minutes before sprinting away or looking like they'd fallen into a deep coma, and he was ruining it.
"I..." Percy mumbled.
He could act normal in front of colleagues and those, but here he sat across from a stranger behaving like a flustered child. He imagined the Windows shut down tone playing in his head, as if his brain had switched off.
"You're cute, Percival, adorable," Vax said warmly, smiling brightly and reassuringly.
"Oh? Uh. Is that good or bad?" Percy asked, smiling at the waitress when she brought their food. She shot Vax a wink, which he reciprocated, and Percy scrunched his nose.
"It's good, don't worry. Also, there are more of those," Vax said, biting his lip in amusement Percy's innocent blush and inquisitive eyes.
Percy sighed in relief as they fell into comfortable, easy conversation as they ate. He'd never been to an Elven restaurant before - didn't know Whitestone had one - and the food was incredible. The wine was sweeter than that he was used to, Vax explained that it was because of the difference in climate, but Percy was sure it was magic, Syngorn was rumored to be magical after all.
Vax seemed unbothered by the awkwardness Percy felt when they were done eating, and while Percy tried to find excuses to extend the evening, Vax stared at him calmly. He pondered whether Vax often attracted unsavory kinds who he could daringly protect him from and whether he could use that as an excuse to kiss him again.
He looked up once to find the bird like elven creature with the mischievous eyes reading him. He wondered if he was easy to read because if he was... he blushed at the thought. Vax leaned closer, cocking his head again, narrowing his eyes to examine Percy's expression. Gods… Vax was so close, Percy could kiss him if he leaned in just another inch. He looked down at Vax's lips, slightly parted, and softly wine stained.
And then the elf disappeared right in front of his eyes. His heart would have dropped into his shoes if the wicked creature didn't reappear next to him a second later, startling him.
"I think you do know how to have fun, darling. I think you just haven't tried to do it in some time, and that's something I'll have to change. You seem to have fun poking at me? Hmm?" Vax said seductively, smiling as Percy's eyes widened and he looked down at his lips.
"Oh, I didn't mean to," Percy mumbled, shivering under the intensity of the look on Vax's face. He was pretty sure Vax was trying to tell him something, that he was insinuating something, but... oh!
There was a slight probability that Vax was going to kiss him, so he stayed perfectly still, leaning his head into the touch when Vax touched his cheek. It felt nice, Vax's hand felt stronger than it looked, and he had the faintest callouses on his fingers.
"Has anybody ever told you how handsome you are?" Vax asked softly.
Percy shook his head: "Not somebody I wanted to kiss, at least."
Vax jumped, his eyes lightening up with interest and amusement. He pouted at Percy and leaned in to kiss him.
Percy was unsure of what had Vax look at him like he was a puppy, but soon he was kissing him, so Percy would do it again if he could figure out what it was.
A hand moved to his hair, the other resting on his shoulder, and he experimentally reached out and placed his hand on Vax's leg. Since when did men have nice legs... or was it just Vax who had nice legs... was it an Elven feature?
Vax bit Percy's lip, startling him, and in surprise, he opened his mouth. This, apparently, was exactly what Vax had been planning, and Percy had no idea what was happening.
But he liked it. He was... having fun.
"Do you want to touch me, Percy? Poke at me, see what makes me tick?" Vax asked, chuckling mischeviously as Percy moved his hand from his knee to his forearm.
"Oh! Uhm..." Percy mumbled, breaking eye contact. Vax had really expressive eyes, and the way he had dropped his head ever so slightly, looking up at Percy through his lashes, had Percy swooning. He cleared his throat nervously, considering whether to tell the truth or lie. Gods... the scenes he'd seen in movies that he was way too young to watch, that he now wanted to reenact...
Vax leaned in closer, whispering against Percy's ear. "Do you want to fuck me?"
Percy's jaw dropped, and he was pretty sure his face turned redder than the wine on the table. Vax leaned back, looking into Percy's eyes, and he grinned. Percy suddenly felt like he was the specimen being studied, but the cards had been dealt.
"I, uh, I have a hotel room somewhere around here?" He offered, happy to add something useful to the conversation.
Vax chuckled, nodding at him. He yelped as Vax pulled him to his feet and began to tug him along - again.
"Yes, I'd love to, Vax. You're so pretty, Vax. I wanna see you naked, Vax. I wanna touch you, kiss you, and hold you down, Vax. You’re going to feel so good, Vax."
"... can you read minds?"
Vax laughed out loud, glancing over his shoulder incredulously at the shocked man behind him, and Percy smiled shyly.
Percy followed Vax to the counter, groaning irritably when Vax paid before he could. He always paid, nobody had ever paid for his meal before. He began to dig around in his many pockets to look for his hotel ticket as Vax had a friendly conversation with the Elven waitress and showed it to Vax when the man turned his attention back to him.
"Let's get going, yeah?" Vax asked, taking hold of Percy's arm again. Percy sighed in embarrassment, wondering whether he'd ever be able to walk on his own in the presence of this man.
Reception was quiet, and they didn't bat an eye at the presence of another guest, although they did stare at his guest a little longer than he thought necessary.
"Come here!" Vax ordered the moment the elevator door closed behind them, and Percy yelped as he was once again caged in. This time, he grabbed Vax eagerly, pulling him closer and tilting his head down to kiss him. He moved his hands underneath Vax's coat, intent on getting a better feel. Vax moved a hand to Percy's hair, who hummed at the unfamiliar sensation.
His senses were already overwhelmed, but when Vax pressed their bodies together and rolled his hips, Percy moaned out loud. Gods... that felt incredible. He could feel Vax's erection pressing against his own, and the friction caused by the movement had Percy's skin tingling. Vax chuckled menacingly and swallowed the sound of the moan.
Before Percy knew it, they'd made it to the hotel room, and Vax was tugging at his clothes eagerly. Percy struggled to keep up, trying to figure out whether he was supposed to undress himself or focus on Vax.
Suddenly, getting Vax naked was his mission, and he was nothing if not persistent. The elf chuckled and slowed down as Percy eagerly tried to learn how to undress another - moving - human being.
"Aha!" Percy chirped out happily when he finally had Vax in just his underwear and shirt, and he was too busy staring as he was rid of his own clothes to get self-conscious. Vax pushed him onto his back, and he lay staring as Vax removed the last of his clothes.
Holy. Shit.
Percy hummed an approval involuntarily, bewitched by the sight of the naked man now straddling him. He had a pretty face, sure, but the rest of him was a masterpiece as well. He was more toned than he appeared but had none of the bulk or large muscles Percy's sisters found so appealing. Vax was built like the Elves in his books, and Percy wanted a sculpture made of him.
"May I touch you?" Percy asked.
Vax snorted in response, smiling warmly: "You didn't seem to need permission before. Go ahead."
Percy smiled shyly in response. He couldn't keep his eyes off of him and reached up to place his hands on Vax's shoulders. His skin was unbelievably soft, and Percy let his fingers trail down from Vax's shoulders, to the faint outline of his ribs, down to his taut stomach, all the way to his hips. He had never touched another man's body like this and decided then and there that no others would feel quite this good.
He sighed happily as Vax leaned down to kiss him and greedily wrapped his arms around him to run his fingertips across the length of Vax's back. Something that felt like scars ran down the length of Vax's back from his shoulderblades, running close to his spine, but Percy was given no time to investigate before Vax began to move down his body, kissing and nibbling on his skin.
Percy melted, his body going limp at the strangeness and wonderful feeling of Vax caressing him, and he didn't know what to do with himself as Vax got closer to his dick. Vax wrapped his fingers around Percy's dick, and Percy hissed in surprise at the foreignness. However, he tensed when Vax suddenly stopped moving and looked down, then back up at him with wide eyes.
"Oh gods... have I done something wrong already? Is there something wrong with me?" Percy rambled, curiously eyeing the shocked looking man. He sighed out heavily when Vax shook his head, grinning.
"Nothing's wrong, relax. You're just... a lot bigger than I thought you'd be," Vax said reassuringly before ducking back down.
Percy wanted to question Vax more but ended up mumbling something that might have made sense in Abyssmal as Vax wrapped his lips around his dick. His skin felt overly warm, his muscles clenched up, and he dug his fingernails into Vax's shoulders as Vax moved.
He'd been curious about this, having listened to countless male students talk about it at university... by that time, he'd come to terms with the idea of never getting to experience it himself.
"Ooh gods, Vax, stop!" Percy shrieked as his dick began to throb uncomfortably, but instead of listening, Vax pinned him down as he began to squirm. Percy hummed and closed his eyes, desperate to keep control of his body. As fun as this was, Vax was still a stranger, and Percy had to keep at least some sense of self-respect.
Percy moved a hand to Vax's hair as he struggled, tugging at the beautiful strands, and Vax moaned loudly in response.
Nope. That did it, and Percy climaxed harder than he ever had. When he opened his eyes, Vax was licking something from his lower lip, and Percy's eyes popped at the sight. A conflict within him had him trapped. It was either extremely satisfying to see, or gross. Vax didn't seem to think it was gross, as he simply began to lick his way back up Percy's chest, stopping to suck a nipple into his mouth.
Percy gasped, his back arching as he whimpered at the feeling, drawing a breathy moan out of Vax. Percy wanted to make Vax make more of those sounds and had him on his back quickly. The surprise and wide eyes on his flushed face mesmerized Percy as he looked down at the man underneath him.
Beautiful... his half-updo tied hair had come undone completely, blanketing the pillow behind him and falling over his narrow shoulders. His skin was flushed, his cheeks red, and his eyes a glorious gold.
For a second, they just stared at each other before Percy began his own exploration, excited to touch, kiss, and experiment with how to turn Vax into a moaning, squirming mess.
That's when something caught Percy's eye, who squinted to examine it. It was another piercing, well, two actually, through Vax's nipples. Percy winced at the idea of how painful that must be and kissed one nipple experimentally. The feeling had Vax humming happily, so Percy licked it, earning him a loud moan. He could feel Vax's erection throb against his stomach, so he moved a hand down between their bodies to touch it.
He quickly learned what had Vax singing as he stroked him. At least he knew how to do that. The piercings seemed to make Vax's nipples more sensitive, and Percy accidentally nipped at the little metal ball that locked the piercing in place. Vax yelped, throwing his head back, and Percy looked on in awe as Vax climaxed. Now that was a beautiful sight, something about Vax really did seem... supernatural.
He wasn't willing to stop touching Vax yet, and reluctantly stopped when Vax offered him a cloth to clean the cum off of his hand and Vax's stomach with. Vax lay back humming and moaning as Percy explored, but soon Percy could sense him become uncomfortable.
"Should I stop?" He asked curiously, leaning back to look up at the fae-like man.
"Still wanna fuck me?" Vax asked, blinking lazily.
Percy nodded quickly, narrowing his eyes as Vax laughed at his eagerness.
"Do you want to help me get ready for you, or should I do it myself?" Vax asked.
He chuckled at the confused look on Percy's face before wiggling his fingers in front of Percy's face.
Percy's eyes popped, and he blinked rapidly as he processed the idea. Oh, he wanted to do that! But...
"Will you tell me what to do?" He asked.
Vax nodded and shifted until he was on top of Percy. He took Percy's hand and moved it down from his tailbone to his ass, but Percy got distracted and grabbed a handful of Vax's ass, humming happily before Vax laughed at him and moved his hand. Touching Vax there, had Percy moaning and hardening. There was something so intimate about it, and erotic.
He watched Vax's face as Vax guided his fingers, and his chest rumbled as one of his fingers began to press against and then pushed inside. Vax keened, dropping his head forward. His muscles clenched, worrying Percy, but Vax kept his hand there. It didn't take long for Percy to figure out what to do, and he quickly became enraptured by it as he savored the expression on Vax's face.
"You're going to have to add another finger and spread them if I'm ever going to be ready for you," Vax explained.
Percy froze, staring up at Vax anxiously: "I don't want to hurt you!"
Vax chuckled, looking at Percy in that way that made Percy feel like a puppy again: "I'll be fine."
Experimentally, Percy did what Vax asked, growling hungrily at the sounds Vax made and the way he squirmed. By the time Vax was tipping forward, holding himself up with shaky arms on Percy's chest, Percy was throbbing again.
"I don't suppose you have condoms, do you?" Vax asked, leaning up on his elbows and giving Percy a wicked grin.
Percy snorted, shaking his head. Why would he have condoms? He yelped as he was pushed into the mattress and tried to figure out where Vax had disappeared to.
That was a curiosity in itself. The man moved unnaturally fast. As quickly as he had disappeared, he reappeared, straddling Percy with a condom packet in his mouth.
"Have you done this before?" Vax asked as he began to fidget with the condom. He looked up at Percy in time to see the shy, embarrassed look on his face.
"Nkay, I'll take charge then," Vax said warmly, winking at Percy.
Curiously, Percy reached out and touched the strange, slippery thing Vax was rolling onto his dick. Vax groaned at it irritably, moving slowly and deliberately. The condom was slippery on the outside, and Percy realised why much too late.The thought made him nervous, especially after Vax mumbled about the condom not exactly being Percy's size.
"Vax..."
"Just... just lie still, okay?"
Percy watched quietly as Vax positioned himself and slowly lowered himself down, bracing by pressing his hands to Percy's chest. Vax closed his eyes, and his mouth fell open. Percy didn't know how to react, Vax's expression and how beautiful he looked was just as incredible as the warm, tight feeling of Vax's ass. He moaned loudly and placed his hands on Vax's hips, stroking the slightly visible bones with his thumbs.
Vax moved slowly, but his legs began to shake, and his arms gave in, and Percy grabbed him just in time to stop him from possibly impaling himself. Vax pouted in disappointment, and his eyes were slightly misty as he looked down at Percy.
"You're going to have to take over from here, okay?" Vax said softly, climbing off of Percy and getting onto his back.
"Vax..." Percy said gently, rolling onto his side to see whether Vax was okay.
"Oh no, we're fucking doing this. Get on top of me, De Rolo. Now, " Vax ordered, startling Percy with his authoritative tone.
"Good, now you're going to do what I just did. Slowly, okay?"
Percy gulped as he did what Vax ordered, trying not to get distracted by the lean muscles of Vax's thighs spread so beautifully for him. Pressing in was easier like this, and he moved slowly, inch by inch. Vax whimpered a few more times before his body relaxed, and he stopped clenching down on Percy's dick.
"All the way, Percy," he said between deep breaths, moaning loudly when he got what he asked for.
"You okay?" Percy asked, pressing a kiss to Vax's forehead. Vax chuckled at this and nodded his head.
"I'm sure you can figure this part out, can't you? Hmm?" Vax teased.
He stopped teasing quickly as Percy began to figure it out, and Percy savored every little sound and the way Vax was clawing at him as he made a study of what he liked. Vax seemed most comfortable and responsive when he stayed at least halfway in and moved at a steady pace.
Vax turned his head to the side, exposing his unpierced ear, slender neck, and throat. Percy couldn't resist and began to press kisses to all of the skin he could reach. In his naivety, he stretched up and pulled the tip of Vax's ear into his mouth. The movement had Vax's legs bend back, which caused Percy to press in deeper. The movement was too much for Vax, his already overly stimulated body tensing and arching, then going limp as he climaxed, yelling out loudly. Percy gasped in response to the yell and tried to squirm away.
"Stay! Fucking stay, don't stop until you're done!" Vax growled at him, pulling Percy's head back down to his neck.
Percy hummed happily as he began to move again, slowly, keeping Vax in place as he kissed his ear.
"Ngh... Percy, oh gods!" Vax moaned before rambling something in Elvish that Percy didn't understand. It was too much; Vax was too pretty, his body too perfect, his ears too fucking cute, his scent too sweet, and him just too mysterious.
Percy groaned as he climaxed, dropping down. Vax winced as he pulled out, and Percy kissed him in apology. Vax showed him how to properly handle, wrap up and throw the paper wrapped condom into the dustbin.
"Want to take a shower with me?" Vax mumbled lazily, chuckling at Percy's excited grin: "Come on then, I'll even let you wash my hair if you want."
Percy found this idea even more exciting than seeing Vax all wet and soapy. By the time they stumbled their way back to bed, they were almost already asleep.
If it was fun that Percy needed, and fun that Vax had given.
...
The mysterious fae would disappear before the sun came up, leaving the oblivious human he'd just slept with behind. He was observant, and Vax knew that keeping Percy in the dark about his true form and the fae realm would be difficult. He tried not to think about the human’s innocent curiosity and interest in him and the Elven and Fae world. He'd distract him with the Elven world for as long as he could, as that world had good people and bad people. He was neither.
Nobody would see him move silently, secretly over the rooftops and tree tops as he scanned the environment around his human. He left no footprints, made no sound, and broke no branches as he effortlessly transversed every surface he encountered.
In the distance, far down the road, he spotted a familiar leather clad man and jumped down to follow him. Nobody saw him, but if they did, he'd simply have vanished in thin air and reappeared a few steps behind the man, alerting the man to his presence.
The fae approached the danger who had threatened his human, a great pair of black wings spread out behind and above him in a menacing manner. His black eyes were only visible thanks to the golden irises, and a blindly golden light emanated from every particle of his being. The evil-hearted human who had targeted the fae's human cowered at the sight of him. He noticed the mischevious grin first and then the large fangs last.
The fae chuckled at how easily he'd convinced the beautiful man with the emerald eyes that he was the one in danger...
Lord Percival Fredrickstein von Musel Klossowski de Rolo III was safe now, and his fae would be watching.