Ozzy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} tragedyinblood) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} beforedawn_ic, |
'I want everyone to know that you are mine'. Mine. Santi's claim sent heat blazing through him and stirred his wolf in that way that made him feel crazy. Ozzy didn't understand it but he loved it. There had been plenty of people that had tried to lock him down before into an exclusive relationship- to belong to them and vice versa. But Ozzy always ran away from that. He didn't want to belong to anyone. And yet, he found himself wanting to run toward Santi instead of away from him.
"Don't have ta tell me twice," he rumbled, hand tight in Santi's own as he followed him. The wolf didn't even spare a glance back to the party to see if anyone was watching them slip away.
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Santi led Oz to his room and shut the door behind them. He turned to face Oz. He probably was being a bad host but what did he expect when Oz showed up? This was what they did, did they not? They couldn’t keep their hands off each other. He shoved Oz further into his room.
“Come on,” he said, “On your knees. I want to see you, mouth open and waiting. Like a good boy.” He wanted to fuck Oz. He wanted to make Oz howl. He had promised later, had he not? Focus on the now and he could keep Oz in his bed tonight.
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Ozzy fought the urge to start ripping his clothes off as soon as they got to Santi's room. He was supposed to be a good boy and only have a little bit until he got the real prize later. A deep rumble vibrated in his chest as the man shoved him further into the room- he liked a pushy Santi.
His lips pulled into a wide grin as Santi instructed him. A shiver ran through his muscles and made his dick throb. Feeling a desperate need to please the other wolf, his eyes shone bright in the dark as he sank to his knees just as he was commanded. Then he opened his mouth wide and let his tongue hand out, ready for the other's cock.
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Santi watched as Oz got on his knees and opened his mouth. God, that was sexy. Santi undid his pants as he approached Oz, reaching to run his fingers through his hair.
"Such a good boy," Santi said, "Such a very good boy." Santi took his cock out and brushed the tip against Oz's lips, teasing him, "Such a good boy deserves a treat." He teased him a moment longer before sliding his cock into Oz's mouth with a moan. Fuck. Such a good mouth too.
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As Santi stepped closer, undoing his pants on the way, Ozzy watched- eyes blazing with hunger and need. He rumbled and let his eyes slip shut as the man ran his fingers through his hair. Even that simple touch made his dick throb. Ozzy’s eyes shimmered with gold, his wolf rolling to the surface. It was such a strange thing to feel. Maybe one day he’d get used to it.
As Santi brushed the tip to his lips, Ozzy licked at it, desperate to have it in his mouth. Good thing Santi didn’t make him wait because he was going crazy! Ozzy groaned around Santi’s thick length, quickly sucking the man to the back of his throat, his hands slid up to rest on the other man’s thighs. Oz relaxed his throat as he took him all the way back and swallowed.
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