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Etho had called Joel's name three times now and he still wasn't paying attention, too wrapped up building up their defenses for when they and everyone else inevitably turned red. It was just a touch. Well a little more than a touch, but Etho had no idea what effect it would have on them.
The fox hybrid lightly placed his fingers along Joel's antenna and pulled. There was a spark of energy, a pleasant chill that ran down both of their spines. Etho didn't miss the way that the faerie's wing fluttered.
Joel smacked Etho's hand away and screeched, "Don't do that!"
Etho held his hands up to show they were away from Joel, but there was a smirk under his mask from how red Joel's face had become. Judging by how huffy Joel was even after he went back to what he was doing he knew Joel saw his smile.
They're hands danced around each other for the rest of the day, never quite touching aside from an object passed from one to the other. The briefest exchange across their fingers because both of them had come to the same conclusion and it weighed heavily on their minds.
Pain wasn't the only sensation they shared through the soulbond.
This was new for both of them. Having a shared bond through their pain was one thing, but the fox and the faerie were practically strangers outside of these death games. There was no precedent set for their relationship if they could even call it that.
And yet there was a tension so palpable that night. Their beds being beside each other in their Relation-Ship wasn't a problem before, but it was now as Etho sat on the bed and watched Joel stalling. He was taking longer to get ready for the night and puttering about the ship with unimportant tasks.
Etho was getting frustrated.
"What are you doing? Come to bed," said Etho.
"I'm busy," Joel replied, not looking his soulmate in the eye.
Etho didn't want to do this song and dance anymore, it had gotten him worked up all day and he was tired of being a coward for Joel's sake. He let out a low growl, barely audible as he stood up. Still, Joel had heard it and gone ridged where he stood.
Maybe their behavior was a little odd for them. A faerie was not a fox's typical prey, perhaps if Joel was a rabbit hybrid it would make more sense for them to act like this. But everything about Joel drove Etho up the wall and to this point.
Just as Joel turned his head to face his partner, Etho pushed him against the wall of the ship, boxing the faerie in with his forearms. The wood creaked at the pressure.
"H-hey what's wrong, Etho?" Joel stuttered out as his cheeks tinged pink.
"You're avoiding me," Etho responded neutrally.
Joel's voice got higher in pitch as he went on, making up excuses, "What? No I'm not, we just had a lot to do today. We're on yellow if you haven't noticed and-"
The faerie was interrupted as Etho raised his hand and ran his thumb along the stem of his antenna. That same pleasant feeling ran up their spines and Joel had to bite his lip to hold back any noise that could escape.
Etho looked back down at Joel's face and it had gone from pink to red in a matter of seconds. "You were too busy for your soulmate? Too busy for this?" Etho pulled at the antenna gently and this time Joel did let out a whine.
The pleasure was like an electric current traveling from Joel to Etho and it had his heart racing. His white, fluffy tail wagged behind him in excitement. Etho wanted more.
The fox slotted his leg between Joel's legs, putting pressure against the faerie's slowly hardening member. Etho's ear twitched, listening for all the sounds his soulmate made.
"I'm not hearing a "no" or a "stop" Joel."
Joel glared at Etho, hardly intimidating while he was both embarrassed and aroused. "So then get on with it," he growled out.
Etho blinked, he had been expecting a little more push back from Joel before he agreed.
"I know you can bloody hear me," spat Joel. "Get on with it or so help me-"
Etho cut him off for the second time that day, lowering his mask and crashing his lips into Joel's hungrily before the other could finish his sentence.
Whatever Joel wanted to say was muffled by the kiss and his thoughts fizzled out. One of his hands grabbed onto Etho's jacket and the other reached up, threading his fingers in snow white hair.
Their kiss was messy and fervent. Joel had trouble keeping pace when Etho had first crushed his lips against his own, but he quickly recovered from the initial shock, keeping up with the fox who was pushing his tongue into the faerie's mouth.
Etho let out a low rumble from deep in his throat as he broke the kiss. Both of them were panting from lack of air and arousal. He pressed his body against Joel's, further caging him. An animalistic part of him was satisfied with how trapped his prey was, though he wasn't yet satiated.
Not until he went in for the "kill"
Etho pressed his lips to Joel's neck, the faerie tilting his head for better access. His prey was pliant and he smelled like pleasure. The fox shifted his leg once, twice, grinding against Joel's clothed cock.
Joel groaned and Etho took that moment to bite into the faerie's neck. Not hard enough to draw blood, but there will be noticeable teeth marks. Etho listened to Joel's moans as he removed his teeth and licked the sucked on the wound to leave more of a mark.
Joel was grinding against Etho's leg, chasing his own pleasure and Etho could feel it. There was a warm feeling growing in gut and he knew Joel had to be getting close. Hands grabbed Joel's hips, stopping him from chasing his release and he whined.
"Let go of me, Etho," Joel panted out as he gave the fox a half-hearted glare.
Etho shook his head, before leaning in to whisper in Joel's ear, "I won't let you cum until I'm through with you.
His ears twitched as he heard Joel's breath hitch and saw his translucent wings flutter. He could feel that same chill down his spine.
Joel liked that.
Etho's smile widened against the faerie's throat, "Do you want me to fuck you here, on the bed or on the table?"
He felt Joel swallow against his lips.
"Bed."
Etho tsked teasingly, "You're no fun."
"My wings are bloody thin, Etho. They don't feel great on the wall," Joel argued.
"Never said you had to lay on your back."
"Fuck me on the bed before I change my mind."
Etho chuckled, "Alright alright I get it."
Joel almost felt like his legs would give out when Etho backed off of him. He didn’t realize how dense the air was around him until he wasn't trapped anymore. The only thing surrounding him was the scent of Etho and he didn't realize how badly he wanted that again.
Etho pulled Joel to the bed before putting a hand to the faerie's chest and pushing him back onto it.
"Oi! My wings you bitch!" Joel protested.
"Quit being dramatic. I would feel it if they actually got hurt. I know they're not that fragile."
Joel grumbled, but Etho was right and he knew it. His focus was brought back to his soulmate when the other started pulling off his vest and shirt. The faerie's skin was exposed to the cool night air but he wasn't cold for long. Etho closed in on him again, capturing his mouth into a heated kiss. Etho dragged his clawed nails lightly against his soulmate’s sides.
Joel moaned into the kiss and reached up to wrap his arms around Etho's neck, wanting more of him. The fox happily complied, nipping at his lower lip as he dragged his hands down to grip Joel's hips and dragged his clothed hard on against the other's. Joel moaned appreciatively into the other's mouth.
Etho broke the kiss again to pepper kisses along Joel's skin, leaving small bite marks in his wake. It wasn't enough for Joel, he tried to push his hips up to gain any sort of friction against Etho's body, but the fox had him pinned at his waist.
"Etho," Joel whined. "I told you to fuck me already."
His soulmate ignored him, biting and sucking at one of Joel's nipples to leave a mark. The faerie moaned and bucked his hips in vain.
Etho grinned at his partner in a way that was befitting of a fox, "I'm not allowed to have any fun?"
"You can bite me and fuck me at the same time, can't you?" Joel snapped.
"Someone's impatient," Etho smiled, amused.
Joel tries to move again even though he knows he's stuck, "No, I just didn't think I'd receive karma for acting like you do with my past partners."
"Something tells me you could use a little karma. But fine, alright you win."
Etho sits up to remove his own jacket and shirt, then moving on to undo Joel's belt and pants. Joel lifts his hips to help remove them and sighs when his underwear is off and his cock is free of constraint. It was hard and straining for release from previous activities.
Etho paid no mind to it on purpose, leaving Joel whining as the fox instead spread his partners legs and took a bite to his inner thigh. He mouthed and sucked at the mark until the skin started to change color to his satisfaction. Joel writhed from the stimulation that was so good, but not nearly what he needed.
"I take it back," Joel groaned. "This isn't karma, you're worse than me."
"I'm getting to it, don't worry," said Etho. He had to admit he was getting impatient as well. He could only ignore his own growing need for so long.
Etho ran his hands up Joel's thighs until they rested on his hips again, then taking the smaller by surprise he manhandled him and flipped him onto his stomach, causing Joel to yelp in shock.
"Wings feel better?" said Etho in a smug tone.
"Prick," was all Joel could retort with.
Etho chuckled and gave Joel's ass a squeeze before going to a nearby chest to retrieve what he needed. Someone was always having sex in these death games and while it wasn't always Etho, he liked to be prepared.
He pulled the cork of a viscous potion pouring some onto his fingers liberally. He thought he would be pleasantly surprised to see Joel staying still for him, but when he turned back to look at the faerie Etho saw his hand sneak under himself to wrap around his cock.
With his dry hand Etho snatched Joel's not so sneaky hand and pulled it away, "I told you you're not going to cum until I want you to."
Joel turned his head to his soulmate with a scathing yet lustful glare, "Then stop being such a teasing bastard."
"Oh I could be worse, and just for that I'll show you."
Before Joel could ask how, Etho reached over and pulled at the faerie's antenna causing the other to gasp. He twisted the thin stem between his fingers, rolling it against the pads. Joel moaned and his wings twitched.
The fox took advantage of the situation. Using Joel's pleasure as a distraction Etho took his lubed hand and pressed a finger to Joel's hole. The smaller of the two choked on a moan as the digit was pressed into him. Etho let him get used to the sensation, rubbing the antenna with his other hand to help Joel relax into it and it worked.
Etho moved his finger in and out, rubbing against Joel's walls before pressing in a second. He let go of Joel's antenna to stabilize himself as leaned over his partner who was losing himself to the feeling of being stretched.
Joel's moans and gasps had been quiet up until this point. Etho pressed into a sensitive spot where he knew it to be and let out a loud and long moan. The faerie leaned his head against his arm as moaned and ground his ass back further onto Etho's fingers.
"Fuck me," Joel begged.
"I haven't stretched you enough," Etho said lowin a low voice into his soulmate's ear.
Joel shook his head, "I don't care."
"I do" said Etho as he pressed another finger into Joel who groaned as Etho pressed into his prostate again, abusing the sensitive nerves that drove him crazy.
He was so close he could feel it. We wanted to chase that pleasure to the end, but there was a part of him that didn't want to disappoint his soulmate, a part that wanted to hold out for him. Be good for him.
Luckily he didn't need to make that decision. Etho could tell by how Joel moved that he was getting close and he could feel it through their bond like fire in his veins. Etho pulled out his fingers to cut Joel off from his climax. For now.
He's never heard the faerie whine so pathetically. It was music to his ears.
Joel was trying to catch his breath when he heard the rustling of clothing behind him. He turned his head to catch only a glimpse of Etho removing his pants from his angle.
Etho picked the potion bottle back up and poured more lube into his hand, using it to slick his cock. He watched with a smirk at his soulmate and the state he was in. Body flushed red, ass in the air and his wings drooped to the side in a relaxed state. The fox wasn't sure if he had seen anything better.
Joel's breath was caught in his throat as he felt Etho grab onto his hips and line himself up.
Both men simultaneously groaned as Etho pushed into Joel. Etho paused halfway to let the smaller get used to the feeling before bottoming out.
Joel was gripping the sheets, the pleasure outweighed the pain, but Etho was big. If he were any larger Joel thought he might be torn apart. And based on the sharp sting of how Etho's claws felt on his hips Joel thought that he might actually tear into him. The thought had him more excited than it should.
"Why are you so tight?" Etho growled. He pulled out just barely only to push back in, rocking into Joel through small thrusts.
Joel let out a moan. He was losing his train of thought, if he were in his right mind he would have never told the truth. "I've… I've never bottomed for anyone," he panted out.
Joel's words went straight to Etho's dick. He didn't think he could get any harder, but he was proven wrong. Could he really be the first person to fuck Joel? Still he wanted to make sure he heard the other right.
"Wait what? You haven't bottomed at all? Ever?"
"What part of never don't you get?" Joel said in frustration. "I'm not some virgin, I've had sex plenty of times. Now get on with it and fuck me Etho!"
Etho didn't need to be told twice. He gripped Joel's hips, claws indenting into the skin as he pulled out nearly all the way before pushing back in. The pace was too slow for either of their liking, Joel kept trying to push his ass back to meet Etho, but the fox kept the faerie where he wanted him.
Etho built up the pace quickly as he continued to pound into Joel. The pleasure building between them was like a wave constantly crashing into both of them, neither would lastling at this rate.
His prey was right where he wanted him and he wasn't letting go. He leaned over Joel, to hear his moans better. Just as he did he readjusted his angle, making sure to thrust pound against the faerie's prostate with each thrust. Joel's voice sounded wrecked with each sound.
Etho let go of Joel's hips with one hand to rake his claws lightly down the smaller man's chest and stomach until his hand reached his cock. Joel gasped and bucked into Etho's hand as it gripped his cock. Joel was getting so close, he wasn't sure if he could last as long as Etho wanted him to.
Etho sped up his pace as he felt Joel teetering closer to the edge. He finally gave into his hybrid instincts. Etho leaned his face closer to the faerie's nape, kissing it before opening his mouth and sinking his teeth in.
Joel cried out in both pain and pleasure. A ripple turned tidal wave coursed through him and he was becoming unraveled.
Etho's voice was low in Joel's ear, "Go on, come."
Joel pressed his head into the bed as he cried out and released, coming all over the sheets underneath him. His body was spent, but he was still being pounded into for this partner's pleasure.
Etho maintained a brutal pace and his jaw locked on his soulmate's neck. His own neck stung, he could feel the pain that was shared between them, but it hardly hindered him. He only cared to chase his own release as the faerie beneath him shuddered from oversensitivity.
Joel whimpered from underneath Etho and it was all that he needed. With one last thrust he came deep into his soulmate. Joel shuddered at the warm feeling of being filled, he couldn’t say he didn't ever want this again now that he knew what it was like.
Etho removed his teeth from Joel's neck and slowly pulled out once he came down from the euphoria of climaxing. He watched as Joel fell boneless against the bed, not caring about the mess underneath him.
Joel's nape was dripping blood and so was Etho's through their shared bond, but he didn’t care about his own wound. Etho licked the blood, reveling in the taste as he cleaned the wound that way. Joel let out a muffled groan into the bed at the sting, but Etho could feel that it wasn't painful.
There was a lot of clean up for the two of them, Etho doing most of it while Joel complained about his ass being sore.
"If you had told me you hadn't bottomed earlier I would have stretched you better," said Etho as they now laid in bed, Joel in his arms.
"I should have never said anything at all," Joel grumbled.
Etho smiled and kissed Joel's temple, "So would you ever do it again?"
Joel scoffed, "Maybe, but with you again? In your dreams."
Etho could feel Joel's smile against his skin before cuddling closer into the fox. He held his soulmate tighter and drifted into a pleasant sleep.