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Taiga had fucked up. But oh the fight had been worth it. He had however lost the advantage of distance, and as soon as Mido had gotten him into close quarters hand to hand it was over. Alan had him pinned to the wall by the throat, his gun had been kicked well out of arms reach and trying to stab him had also proved futile.
Alan was panting, eyes wild, every muscle in his body tensed like a pulled bowstring ready to loose.
Taiga had used his stigma to glance ahead and knew Alan was about to snap, and if he snapped he was going to beat Taiga to death. He’d regret it afterward, but saying hey man you’re gonna regret this wasn’t going to stop him. The idea of future regret sure as hell never stopped Taiga from doing anything either after all. He had to find a way to divert him instead.
One hand was locked around Alan’s wrist at his throat, the other shot forward locking into Alan’s hair, tipping his head back a fraction. Alan growled at him eyes wild, almost feral.
Taiga grinned flashing his sharp teeth.
“Looks like you’re having second thoughts about breaking my pretty face gyahahaha. I’ve got a different way you can pound me if you need to take that aggression out.”
Alan faltered for a moment, still struggling to contain his berserker bloodlust. The slight hesitation was all Taiga needed, he jammed his elbow into the bend of Alan’s arm that held his neck forcing it to buckle enough for him to lean forward. He smashed his lips against Alan’s, then biting down on Alan’s bottom lip he let his blood fill both their mouths.
Alan whipped his head away and slammed Taiga into the wall twice before leaning forward and thrusting his tongue into Taiga’s mouth. Kissing him fiercely their tongues tangled trying to force their way past each other. Taiga reached down between Alan’s legs he found the ridge of the other man’s erection and gave it a hard squeeze, causing Alan to slam him against the wall forcing the air out of Taiga’s lungs in a heavy “oof”
“Come on puppy,” Taiga cackled “This all you got? Don’t think you can handle it?” He grinned sharp teeth stained with the blood from Alan’s lip. Alan snarled wordlessly, desperately fighting for control over himself. “Which are you more afraid of? Killing me or fucking me?” Trusting Alan’s hold on him to keep him pinned against the wall Taiga kicked his legs up wrapping them around Alan’s waist, he ground himself against Alan’s erection. Alan thrust his hips forward keeping Taiga pinned, he released him with one of his hands, grabbing the collar of Taiga’s shirt he jerked down tearing the front open.
“There you go puppy, now you’re getting it” Taiga panted, then without warning he whipped his head back smashing it into Alan’s forehead in a vicious headbutt. The force caused Alan to stagger backward letting Taiga fall. Already knowing it was futile, Taiga tried to dart past him but Alan tackled him sending them both sprawling to the floor.
The rage was pounding in Alan’s skull, sharp claws digging into his mind trying to make him see red. But now thanks to Taiga’s antics, rage wasn’t the only thing pulsing through him, the lust was almost as uncontrollable as the rage. The voice of reason in the back of his head screaming stop this is wrong was drowned out by the buzzing in his mind that came with the rages, the buzzing that drowned out everything but: hit, hit harder, kill. Except today, right now, that was being overwritten with fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Alan had tackled Taiga to the ground, his body pinned face down beneath him. It was give in to the rage, or give in to the lust. He grabbed the waist of Taiga’s pants with both hands tearing the fabric to give him access to what he needed.
“Aww you that desperate for me now?” Taiga taunted. Alan grasped his hips, parting his ass he thrust his tongue against Taiga’s hole.
“Gyahaha you’re even sloppy with your tongue like a puppy.” Taiga managed to kick off the torn remains of his pants as Alan sucked and licked at him.
Alan knew there were proper steps to this, ways to prepare… but he couldn’t wait, couldn’t keep holding it back. He drew back pulling off his sweatpants to release his cock, it was throbbing with need. He pressed the head of his dick against Taiga’s entrance, bruisingly trying to shove his way in.
“Fuck that” Taiga kicked backward, catching Alan off guard he fell back onto his ass. Taiga flipped himself over, but instead of running away he straddled himself over Alan’s lap. His hand dug into Alan’s hair giving a sharp yank.
“Just cuz I’m gonna take it doesn’t mean I have to take it face down like a bitch” He sank his teeth into Alan’s neck. Alan groaned feeling Taiga run his tongue up his neck, capturing the blood dripping from the bite. He had Taiga by the hips pulling the other man’s body down onto his cock, forcefully stretching his way in. Finally. Finally. He was making his way inside. Alan knew he was doing this the wrong way, knew this would be hurting him he… he saw the look on Taiga’s face as Taiga gripped Alan’s shoulders to brace himself as Alan pushed his way in.
That face he was making.
Taiga was enjoying the pain.
That last thread of self control Alan had been clinging to snapped.
His fingers dug into Taiga’s hips as he drew him up his shaft, almost all the way off and then slammed him back down again.
A string of cussing and profanity spewed from Taiga’s mouth as his black painted fingernails dug into the skin of Alan’s shoulders. Taiga struggled against him, trying to bounce on his cock, trying to set his own pace, but Alan kept control of the pace with his hold on him, slamming the other ghoul up and down his cock as if he were a fleshlight.
Things were getting slicker on his cock, Alan knew that must mean he’d made Taiga bleed, but Taiga didn’t seem to care, more focused on drawing blood from Alan with his teeth and nails tearing into him.
Fuck this felt good, it shouldn’t feel this good. Every bite, every scratch sent waves of electricity through his body straight to his throbbing cock.
“Come on puppy is this all you got?” Taiga panted in his ear. “I’ve hit myself harder slapping a mosquito.”
With a feral snarl Alan slammed him down harder, making Taiga throw his head back with a groan.
“Harder bitch” Taiga wrapped a hand around Alan’s throat and began to squeeze.
Alan could feel his climax building, the tight friction on his dick, the pressure on his throat limiting his air to short breathy gasps, the intense maniacal way Taiga stared into his eyes with that feral grin. Taiga must have been able to see it in his face, he leaned forward and whispered breathlessly in his ear.
“That’s a good boy, cum in me puppy” Alan slammed Taiga down on his back, rutting into him like a feral animal, till he started to stutter and shake as he came.
Alan’s vision fuzzed, the wave of pleasure shot from his dick to his brain giving him a moment of pure ecstasy.
Then the clarity hit.
Followed by the guilt.
Alan pulled out, stumbling back onto his heels. His softening cock was indeed slicked with blood. Taiga rolled to the side scooping something up off the ground.
Alan buried his face in his hands and growled with frustration. He was angry with himself for letting Taiga pick a fight with him in the first place, for his lack of self control for…
Taiga smacked Alan’s hands away from his face, gripping his chin he tipped his head up. “Come on now puppy, no one wants to see that face yer making after fucking. You enjoyed yourself didn’t ya? You certainly seemed to.” Alan felt something cold press against his cheek and realized that Taiga had retrieved his knife, and was pressing the flat of the blade against his face “I just saved ya from feelin all guilty for killin me.” Taiga purred as he flipped the knife so the tip was dimpling Alan’s skin but not breaking it. “I think I deserve a reward. Hardly seems fair for ya to get all shy on me now” the tip of the knife traced down Alan’s cheek across his jawline. “Specially when it’s about to be my turn.” Taiga grabbed his still hard cock with his free hand. “Wouldn’t be fair to leave me like this, would it puppy?” He flashed his bloodstained teeth in a malicious grin, eyes predatory.