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“What the -“
It was the only thing Jason was able to get out before being violently pushed against the nearest wall in the Zeus cabin, the stone cold against his broad shoulders.
“Shhh, just enjoy the moment.” An already shirtless Leo hushed wantonly against his slightly parted lips, closing the gap between them the very moment the promising words left his greedy mouth, taking advantage of his stunned lover rough and passionately.
Even though riddled with many questions, Jason’s mind turned off, giving in immediately, making him kiss back without thinking a single thought. He knew he should be used to this by now, but even though moments like these weren’t a rare thing to occur, they never failed to catch him off guard - In the most unexpected moments Leo would drag him away from the crowd ravishing the blondes’ lips the very moment the prying eyes of their bystanders would be out of reach. Eyes dark, pupils blown wide, coarse hands tugging at the others clothes like a hungry animal, pushing just the right buttons to turn the other on as if he was nothing more than a simple machine. Leo was able to make him melt like wax in his hands, showing Jason a side nobody else in the world has ever seen before.
It was clear what he wanted. And who would the son of Jupiter be to deny his lover's most primal wish.
Jason’s hands travelled down, off to a quest not given by the gods but given by desire. Feeling Leo’s neck, his back, his firm ass, grabbing it like his life depended on it.
“You know …” Jason gasped, breaking the kiss, very much to the others dismay “I could tell everyone what a dirty whore you are, how wickedly you try to seduce me all the time, tell them how you wanted me to bang you in the alley, in the laundry room, how I bent you over the table in your workshop where anyone could have come in and see you needy, fucked out and wrecked beneath me.”
Leo, neither impressed nor threatened by Jason’s teasing words, pressed his body against the blondes’, his hands fisting the cloth of his shirt so hard his knuckles turned white. He grinned like a maniac, staring back trough hazy, half lidden eyes, long lashes brushing against his dark skin.
“I know.” He stated in a simple matter, even though the lust was unmistakable in his voice. “But you know, I couldn’t care less. Tell the camp, the gods, tell the world if you want to and then watch their disturbed faces when I make them watch me suck your dick in front of all of them. Now get rid of those clothes or I’ll burn them off your body.”
Hastily Leo trailed his hand under the seam of the purple SPQR shirt, pushing it up the others muscular body that he knew by heart by now. The pale skin stretching over muscles defined by a strict discipline of constant heavy training and fighting, the beautiful face he loved to kiss over and over again, but most importantly his enormous cock he loved to have inside of him in every way humanly possible – gods, the son of Jupiter made him wilder than anything else in this forsaken world could.
Impatient as he was, Jason took the purple cloth in his own hands, pulling it over his head in a hurry before throwing it out of the reach or care of both of them. Their now half-naked bodies crashing against each other a second time, skin against skin, hot and sweaty.
The cocky expression of the Latino boy made Jason’s cock stand up in excitement, making him snap his head forward, placing hasty kisses all along the firm flesh of Leo’s neck, teeth scraping over the tanned skin, biting down at one point, licking over the mark it left at the other. Leo sunk his nails in Jason’s scalp, scratching his way down the back of his head then low low lower to the tense point between his shoulder blades, only stopping as his lover bit down at a particular sensitive spot, making him moan his name in surprise.
“Already moaning aren’t we?”
The hands on Leo’s ass ended their exploration quickly by grabbing on to the back of his still clothed thighs, ending in the son of Jupiter having to lean his body forward and making the other wrap his arms around his strong neck so he wouldn’t fall.
“And there I thought you’d rail me up the wall.” The Latino chuckled, fake-pouting as he got lifted off the ground, wrapping his legs around the delicious hips he knew would be pounding into him very soon, being carried towards the only bed in the cabin.
The tall boy threw the other onto his disarranged sheets, quickly climbing atop of him, pressing him down into the mattress with the weight of his toned body. It didn’t take more than a few quick kisses until he started fumbling with the buttons of the other male’s pants, the hurry only making it harder for him not to simply rip the thing to shreds while also prolonging the others relief of being freed from the layers of clothes suffocating his raging boner.
Lying on his back waiting to be rid of his clothes Leo could feel another sensation next to the boiling thirst in his veins, a quite interesting feeling that soon put a mischievous smile on his face.
“The stature of your father is watching us.” He purred, amused by the thought of being watched by the king of gods himself while getting dicked down by his son. What a dirty old man.
Jason, who eventually won the fight against Leo’s pants, snorted while pulling them down in one swift move, making the other gasp over the sudden friction and temperature drop as cold air hit his glistering cock.
“Let’s give him a good show then.”
With these words he went in for a kiss yet again, this time long and loving, sliding his tongue over the others soft bottom lip begging for the entry he immediately was granted with. His partners’ mouth was hot, so very hot and wet, discovering it would always be a feeling that didn’t get old or boring nor could it ever disappoint him.
It was a fight in a sense, a fight who would break away first, a battle of passion and lust and stamina, a battle for breath, oxygen, determination. But sooner or later even the toughest warrior is at his limit.
The sound of gasping for air the moment they parted followed by silent panting made them smile for a second, but even though it lifted the heavy tension for a mere moment it didn’t make them forget the task at hand.
Leo lifted his torso off the mattress shifting into a more comfortable position while his hand purposefully roamed down the well-shaped chest of the man above him, groping his pecs, palm brushing against sensitive nips before wandering down to a cock that didn’t get enough attention yet, luring out a hiss of pleasure of the man towering over him as a skilled hand started to rub him through his trousers.
“Jeez, come on, fuck me already. I don’t want to be able to walk straight anymore once we’re finished here.”
While Leo was obviously desperate before, he now downright begged to be wrecked. It gave Jason ideas, ideas he knew Leo would love, even though he would never admit it.
“Oh really? You want so many things but do you deserve them? Did you earn yourself my cock babe?” He hummed gleefully, leaning back to sit up straight. “If you give a child what it wants right off the bat then it becomes spoiled.”
Leo’s eyes widened as he realized what Jason was trying to do, biting his lip to conceal the intrigued smile forming on his face.
“Please, I need it Jason!” He pleaded, dick already dripping with leaked precum.
While it was just an act in the heat of the moment, Jason couldn’t deny to love hearing his lover beg, loved seeing him fall apart during their sinful charades, leaving all pride behind for another part of him to pick up after they were done.
“Come” he said, rolling over and away from Leo, sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Sit in my lap” The son of Hephaestus looked confused by the change of position but followed suit quickly. He sat down on steady and strong thighs, back pressed against the solid chest of the partner behind him.
At first he didn’t understand what Jason had in mind, but the moment he looked up he grasped the extent of the others dirty mind in a terrifying yet strangely exciting realization.
They were now facing the large Zeus stature towering over them, staring down with a cold and stern expression carved in solid marble. Jason didn’t know if Zeus was actual watching or not, the possibility actually being rather slim, but he knew the chances weren’t zero and exactly this level of uncertainty got not just Leo but also himself hot and hard as hell.
Jason hooked his hands under Leo’s naked thigs again, lifting and spreading them for whoever might be looking to see. The Latino moaned, his hands shooting down to where Jason’s were, covering them with his so very hot palms. But Jason didn’t mind the heat, in the contrary, he wanted to turn it up even more.
“You wanna get fucked? I’ll fuck you in this position and this position only.”
It made the pyromaniac shudder, he loved the dominant side of his boyfriend.
“If he really is watching,” Jason continued, whispering, breath hot and heavy “then you should try to be a good slut for both of us.”
Yes. Yes yes yes were the only words jumping back and forth in Leo’s feral mind.
He nodded, panting hungrily, scratching over Jason’s thigs in an attempt to make his lover give him what he wanted. No, what he needed. Begging for the mercy he actually didn’t even want.
While licking his lips he looked over his shoulder in a wordless plead.
“I bet your mouth feels rather empty. I bet you’d love to have it filled with something better than that bottom lip of yours.”
Jason let go of one of Leo’s thigs, hooking it over his own, now slightly angled outwards, leg before bringing his index and middle finger to the brunette’s mouth.
Without hesitation Leo closed his lips around the foreign digits, his tongue licking all over them, prying them apart, covering them in saliva. He made a show out of it, not one to see, but one to feel, flashing Jason’s mind with sinful images of other things that should get a suck right now.
Oh how the blonde wished to ram his pulsing cock down the smaller man’s throat, chocking him with his length, making him drool all over himself. Just the thought of it nearly brought him to the edge.
He couldn’t wait any longer, his patience running out in the speed of light. Franticly he withdrew his hand, gaining a disappointed whine in return.
“Tilt your hips up” He commanded, trying to sound composed and not let his own, sheer animalistic, need seep through.
Obeying like the good fucktoy he was, Leo complied without batting an eye, shifting and bending, pulling his legs further towards his body. Giving Zeus a good display.
Leo was absolutely certain that if we wouldn’t get filled in the next 30 seconds, he would die on spot, that his insides would catch fire and he would simply perish at the hands of his own desire. Knowing his partner too well, Jason complied, reaching around his lover’s hip, down to his entrance, resting his chin on the smaller boys shoulder.
“You want it that bad, huh? Want to get fingerfucked in front of my father? What a shameful thought.” His voice deep, slightly slurred in anticipation.
He circled Leo’s entrance, making him moan by the touch, unable to get anything past his lips that wasn’t another moan paired with frantic nods.
Both of their minds clouded by the willingness to get on with it as quickly as possible, Jason pushed both of his fingers in at the same time, making Leo cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain, reflexively shying away from the prying fingers, grabbing Jason’ knee for support.
“Dios mio Jason.” Leo gasped, relaxing back into his lovers embrace, turning around uncomfortably to catch his partner’s jaw in his hand before said could stammer out an apology and ruin the mood.
“Don’t you dare say sorry, I want to be fuck me into oblivion, now, even if it makes me scream in pain.”
He wanted Jason’s cock, he wanted Jason to make him scream, he wanted to get watched while Jason did so. He needed it, no, craved it. He didn’t care what the other used to do so, lube, spit, Leos fucking blood, whatever was fine with him as long as he got ruined right about now.
The roman’s following movements were slow at first, hesitantly testing the waters of what Leo just implied. Nearly gently he pushed his fingers in and out of the greedy boy, testing his own patience as well.
The brunette groaned, slow waves of pleasure and pain rocking through his spine paired with the frustration of not being granted the rough treatment that he wanted.
“More, give me more, dame más!”
But all the begging and demanding were for naught because his lover seemed content in not granting him his wish. Not for now at least.
As the pain of getting stretched slowly faded away, replaced by more and more ripples of distant pleasure, the need for more became almost unbearable, the sight of his neglected, dripping cock bobbing between his tense legs confirming that.
More, more, more. More fingers, more pleasure, more pain, he would certainly die if he didn’t get it, he knew that.
The Latino’s own hand shot up to his mouth in a desperate manner, his tongue licking his fingers quickly to roughly covering them in salvia as well before bringing them down to join Jason’s that were already inside of him.
The feeling of Leo’s fingers violently pushing in alongside his own made Jason’s cock twitch. He felt the smaller fingers rubbing against his own, sliding in and out quickly even though they made the tight and hot space even more crowded.
The brunettes head fell back against Jason’s shoulder, his eyebrows pulled together, his parted and slightly bruised lips swollen.
After some minutes of united fingering Jason pulled his fingers out again - to Leo’s recurring dismay - his now free hand wandering up, gliding over tanned skin until it got hold of the smaller man’s dick.
The hard member was quickly grabbed followed by a few teasing and slow strokes that made Leo choke out a broken cry, his sharp nails digging themselves into the flesh of Jason’s knee, leaving behind a burning sensation and a quickly fading mark.
“You ready for the real deal honey?” The taller man purred, letting go of Leo’s cock so this wouldn’t be over before it truly had started. “You want it rough? Want me to make you scream?”
“Gods, yes!” Leo blurted out, still pumping his fingers inside and out his ass.
“Don’t mind if I do then.”
Carelessly spitting in his hand, Jason gave his own length few strokes, smirking as he grabbed Leo’s hand, pulling it away from his loosened up hole. The loss of the last thing that filled him up, that scratched this growing itch inside of his mind, made Leo whimper, but the thought of what would come next made his cock so hard it physically hurt.
After a few quick adjustments in position and angle they were all lined up and ready to please the deepest yearnings screaming inside of them, ready to give in to filling and getting filled, to be connected through a deliciously wet tightness.
“Gods, Jason, if you don’t push your motherfucking dick up my ass, I will do it myself!” Leo shouted, his words breaking down the last walls that stopped Jason from completely going ham. He could have stopped any time before, but nothing in this world could stop him now.
The romans hips snapped upwards in a rush, burying a few inches of himself in that burning heat above him. Leo squealed.
“Fuck!” He groaned through gritted teeth, clenching and unclenching his fists in the bittersweet pain he finally received. Jason felt almost sorry for the way the noises the other made made his own skin crawl with waves of twisted pleasure. His hands were stroking the sides of his lovers as a calming gesture, trying to get the man on top of him to relax enough for him to push further in.
Leo turned his head, his lips brushing against the blonde’s cheek, a soft and gentle feeling, the eye of the storm in a hurricane of wanton. Jason kissed him. “You’re such a good slut for me Leo, you’re doing so great.” He huffed, rocking his hips in small, slow circles, working his cock in millimetre by millimetre.
It hurts Leo thought in delicious agony, getting off on the pain that was creeping its way up his spine and down his legs, filling every pore of his body where it got fused with pleasure until he wasn’t able to tell them apart.
“I’m gonna split you apart Leo, you won’t be able to scream anymore once I’m trough with you.” His lover said more to himself than to the man he was buried in, small moans making his voice crack as he spoke.
It was a promising outlook for Leo, promising enough to make him push down on the cock penetrating him, rocking it in the last few inches, making both of them groan in unison.
Furiously the roman gripped the pyromancer’s slim hips, pulling out and slamming back in with full force. The son of Hephaestus screamed out loud, shrill begs filling the otherwise silent cabin. His voice was filled with pain, reason enough for Jason to have stopped if it wasn’t for his lovers twitching and dripping length as well as the tiny moans that linked his pained words together.
“Please -”
“Please what?” Please more? Sure, I can give you that!” Slamming in a second time, a third time, setting a rough and brutal pace, and turning Leo into a wailing, grunting, moaning mess on his merciless cock. Forcing him open more and more, reaching deeper and deeper inside of him, his insides being pulled and pushed and move around. But he loved it. He loved every second of it, begging his lover to be harder, faster, wanting more, more, more.
His mind was blank, gone, a hazy pool of pleasure he seemed to drown in, head empty, vision blurry, ears deaf to his own hoarse moans. His body running on autopilot, only the moving of his hips up and down of importance right now.
He felt like he was on fire, like the forge of his father was burning inside of him. He was close.
Suddenly Jason jerked his hips upwards in new, a different, angle, hitting the right spot with full force, making Leo choke on his name. Realizing what he just had done, the roman did it again and again, harder and harder until Leo stiffened, until his back arched, his muscled trashed, his insides cramped, squeezing the other so nicely.
He came hard, his dick erupting in white ribbons, spurting semen all over himself uncontrollably. Jason didn’t stop at that though, he kept going in the same merciless pace, fucking him through his orgasm like it was his last one.
Leo saw nothing but white, couldn’t hear, couldn’t speak or breathe. He was torn out of his body, torn out of this world, nearly passing out for real.
As he faded back into this earthly realm after what felt like eternity, the weight of the world setting itself back on his shoulders, feeling how Jason pulled out of him. It made him shiver, his ass now painfully empty, gaping wide for the world to see. He felt like floating in water, weightless but weak.
“You’re still hard.” Leo stated after a minute of catching his breath, looking over his shoulder, seeing Jason stroking his still hard leaking cock. It wasn’t a rare thing for him to pull out after Leo came so he wouldn’t overstimulate him after a rough session like this one. He’d usually jerk off to the look of the mess he made out him. But Leo decided that he wouldn’t let him do so tonight.
Slow but somewhat steady he climbed down the others body, turning around to settle into a kneeling position, gently slapping the slick hand of the man before him away from his pulsing member.
“Let me take care of that” He whispered hoarsely, leaning forward to caress the others most prized possession with a few long and determined licks, tongue following the bulging veins, licking away the dribbles of precum that pooled at the tip, oozing out deliciously.
“You don’t have to.” Jason admitted, breathing heavily while slowly caressing the dark locks of the man beneath him. His words getting lost in Leos still somewhat slurry mind though.
The Latino swirled his tongue around the swollen tip, dipping into the slit in its centre, savouring the salty taste of his lovers juices mixed with the taste of his own ass. An intoxicating cocktail.
It made the man above him groan, making him chase his own release while fighting the urge to downright violate the others mouth, refraining from pushing deeper into that sinful opening whose owner continuously bobbed his head up and down in an enchanting matter. Taking in more and more every time he went down again, like riding a boat that got lost in the wild waves of a stormy sea.
Wet, slurping noises bounced off the cold walls, followed up by the sudden sound of a gargling choke and quick cough. A mixture of drool and cum dripping onto the floor, pooling into small patches. The tension building, booming in their ears like someone turned up the bass of their hearts, louder, faster, enough to make their eardrums pop.
Tears clouded Leo’s vision, making it next to impossible to properly see the pleasure in Jason’s face, but he didn’t want to look away, didn’t want to miss a single second of even the silhouette of his partners eyebrows being knit together, his clenched teeth, him sweating and panting. He was impatiently waiting for the hot load that would soon shoot down his hungry throat.
He knew Jason was close, he knew he couldn’t prolong his orgasm any longer. And so the desperate man, hands in an iron grip on the others hair, pulled his fucked out lover off, looking at him like a wolf looked at its prey.
“Look at me. Look me in the eyes and don’t you dare to look away.”
Leo knew what was about to come, eyes half lidden, opening his mouth for his final reward.
Warm liquid hit his face, painting him in a creamy white, thick globs dripping on his chin, his lips, his cheeks but the main part pooling on his tongue like a meal granted by the gods.
Falling back into the soft sheets Jason grunted, trying to regain control over his overstimulated brain, coming back down to a more rational, less instinctive lookout.
Taking a few lungsful of air, he gradually pulled himself up again, all strength seemingly having left his body.
“Wow, that was … - You did so well babe, are you fine?”
The question went out to his boyfriend, but that wasn’t what he found on the floor beneath him. What he saw - a wrecked, cockdrunk mess. A mad man wiping cum out of his face with his fingers, licking them clean afterwards.
“I’m in heaven.” Was all he said before plopping flat on the floor giggling.
He may not look like a monster like his father - Jason thought to himself - but he definitely is a monster. A monster whose hunger you will never be able to satisfy. He grinned.
He was his monster.