Chapter 25 #3
Leviathan rolled his eyes. "Fine." He took his hand and raised his wrist to his mouth, quickly biting down. Cullen flushed but made no objection as he licked at the blood, though his stomach stirred at the sight again. He ignored it, biting down on Leviathan’s wrist to seal the magic bond.
A small shiver rocked through him as the magic threaded between them and the darkness started to settle over his mind.
"I feel like demons have other ways to make these vows…" He mumbled as he stepped away from him, fighting the intensity of that darkness crushing his mind.
"Perhaps." Leviathan said with a dark smile. "But I think you like having a reason to get a little taste of blood."
Cullen blushed guiltily and Leviathan chuckled. His hands were gentle though, cupping his face with a feather light touch when his mouth came down on his again.
“It’s only natural, pet.” He murmured as he pressed him back to the wall. “Your soul sings for it now.”
“That’s not–” He was silenced with another kiss. And, despite his attempt to fight back the dark veil, it slid down over him, had him leaning into the kiss and parting his lips. Leviathan made a soft, pleased sound and grabbed him by the ass, dragging a sharp gasp from his throat as he lifted him.
Again? He wondered distantly, surprised when Leviathan’s hips began to shift and press into him, rubbing their erections together.
It hadn’t been often that he and Walker had gone more than once but…
with Leviathan… He curled his arms a little tighter around his neck, sighing softly into the kiss.
Leviathan’s tongue traced along his bottom lip before he broke the kiss and began to mouth his way down his throat.
"Here or the bed?" The whisper was hot against his skin.
Cullen peeked his eyes open, taking in Leviathan’s face as he drew back to look at him.
His eyes went wide at the sight of him with his hair damp and his skin gleaming with silvery droplets.
He looked very much like the Prince of Hell he was, with those intense dark eyes.
His heart gave a hard thump and his hands clenched on his shoulders.
"Bed." He whispered shakily. It seemed too close in here. Too romantic and intimate.
He wrapped his arms around his neck as Leviathan moved away from the wall, their mouths meeting again as he turned for the bedroom.
Cullen shuddered and bit down on his lip, and was instantly rewarded with a low groan from Leviathan.
He dropped him down to the bed, his body lowering over him less than a heartbeat later.
He hovered there, a playful smile flickering on his lips while he looked down at him.
“What?” Cullen demanded, blushing. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Leviathan only smiled softly, his hand coming up to touch his cheek gently before it began to move down, his fingertips brushing over his chin and throat, down to his chest. Cullen squirmed and Leviathan chuckled darkly, leaning in to press a kiss over his heart.
“This will be mine,” he promised softly against his skin. “Before the time is up.”
Cullen swallowed hard, unable to find his voice to object, though of course it was a ridiculous claim to make. An impossible idea–
He twitched anxiously as Leviathan began to kiss his way down his chest, his legs coming up to hug his hips. Leviathan smiled against his skin–and shifted to the side, taking his nipple into his mouth. Cullen arched up with a gasp, his hand fluttering to his hair on instinct.
“H-hang on…” He mumbled, his face burning.
“That feels…” His tongue flicked against him, making him whimper.
“L-Levi…” He couldn’t force out his name, couldn’t do anything more than squeeze his eyes close in mortification.
Leviathan gave a gentle suck and then brought his teeth down sharply, making him cry out.
Before he could catch a breath, Leviathan snaked a hand between them, his long fingers curling gently around his erection and beginning to stroke him slowly. Cullen groaned, arching up against him as Leviathan licked and nipped at him, his cock giving a low throb in his hand.
Leviathan chuckled darkly and Cullen shivered, squirming at the feel of his breath against the sensitive skin of his chest. “I like the sounds you make for me, pet.”
Cullen blushed. He wondered if this was how Walker had always felt when Cullen had talked dirty to him. It was embarrassing…and hot. His blush deepened. Why could he say all kinds of things to Walker with no hesitation but be rendered speechless when Leviathan said it to him?
Leviathan began moving further down his body, placing gentle kisses and bites along his abdomen as he went. "I wonder…” He murmured, “What kind of sounds will you make if I touch you here?" He kissed the inside of his thigh. Cullen gasped softly, squirming under him.
“Hmm…" Leviathan smiled. "Could be better."
“Shut up!” Cullen snapped, mortified. “Don't judge my sex sounds. Asshole."
His smile dropped, a dangerous glint flashing in his eyes. Cullen swallowed nervously, remembering those two incredibly lonely days. "Wait. Don't… I didn't mean–"
Leviathan was over him in an instant, watching his face. Cullen flinched at the sudden movement, his heart slamming harder in his chest. Leviathan smirked and raised a hand, running a sharp fingernail down his throat. The fear that had lessened came back tenfold. "L…Leviathan, please, I didn't–"
"Here I was, about to do something nice for you, and you had to go and have an attitude."
"Something…nice?" He echoed, confused.
Long fingers wrapped around his erection again stroking him with a tight grasp. Cullen groaned, pressing his head back onto the bed.
"You could have had my mouth, pet. But you just had to anger me…" His strokes sped. Cullen shuddered, clutching at the sheet.
"I could sense when you were doing this, you know.
" He breathed, pressing a light kiss to his throat.
"All those nights locked away in here…touching yourself…
" Cullen groaned, heat coiling low in his belly.
It should have bothered him that Leviathan had basically been watching him–but it didn't. If he was being honest with himself, he had figured Leviathan would have something like that up his sleeve. And he sort of found it kind of hot.
"Were you thinking of me, pet?"
Cullen cried out as his grip tightened, feeling himself grow closer to the edge.
"You were, weren't you?" Leviathan’s voice grew a little wilder. "You were imagining me touching you like this?"
"No…" He breathed. "No. I…" He gasped. "Don't…Don't stop…"
"Liar." Leviathan breathed against his ear. "Are you thinking about me now?"
"Yes." He moaned, tensing. "Yes!" His orgasm raced through him, tearing a breathy cry from him as he made a mess all over his own stomach.
Leviathan bit down hard on his throat as he continued stroking him, making him whimper and clutch at his shoulder.
"Fuck…" He gasped, dropping his head to the bed as his body started to relax.
Leviathan chuckled and brought his mouth down on his.
His own blood hit his tongue, making him shudder, his hands rising to Leviathan’s head, fingers tangling in his hair.
Leviathan moved quickly, placing himself between Cullen’s legs and grabbing his hip to raise him off the bed.
He dropped his hand down again, pressing a finger to his asshole.
"Wait." Cullen gasped, breaking away from the kiss. Leviathan froze, his eyes narrowing. "Your nails." He mumbled. "They're–"
"You're just now considering that?" Leviathan grinned, his sharpened canines gleaming at him dangerously.
"I can control the length. I would've torn you all to hell otherwise.
" He pressed his fingertip into him, making him whimper.
Leviathan sucked in a breath and pressed his finger in further, circling it slowly.
Cullen gasped, his hips bucking off the bed.
He circled it again and then added a second finger, beginning to pump them both in and out of him. Cullen groaned, clutching at the blanket as pleasure began to roll through him again. His other hand flew up, grabbing Leviathan’s hair to drag his mouth down to his.
It was a fierce kiss, hot and deep; Leviathan responded by scissoring his fingers apart, swallowing the cry Cullen let out because of it.
He growled into the kiss, biting at Cullen’s lip as he scissored his fingers again, twisting his hand.
Cullen’s hips bucked again, his breaths getting out of control as he dropped his hand down, taking Leviathan’s massive cock into his grasp and starting to pump him slowly.
Leviathan groaned, slamming his fingers deep into him. Cullen cried out again and gripped him tighter, Leviathan’s tongue tangling with his to swallow the sound. Leviathan slammed his hand in again, twisting it, and Cullen saw stars.
"Fuck…" He whimpered. "Fuck me…" He gasped, stroking Leviathan faster.
Leviathan gasped quietly as his hand tightened, his hips thrusting into the tight grip, and then removed his fingers.
He raised his hips higher, placing his cock at his entrance.
Cullen closed his eyes, squirming impatiently. Leviathan stilled.
"Cullen." He blinked his eyes open, panting softly when they met Leviathan’s wild ones. "Watch when I please you."
His eyes widened and then rolled back as Leviathan pressed into him, burying himself with one swift move.
"Fuck." Leviathan gasped, staring down at him as his pelvis met his ass.
"That face you make…" Cullen blushed, squeezing his eyes closed, waiting for the insult.
"It's so fucking hot." Leviathan breathed, dropping down to kiss him as he began moving. Cullen moaned into the kiss, gripping his sides. Leviathan readjusted himself and the next thrust had him hitting Cullen’s prostate.
He cried out, his back arching. "L-Levi…
" Leviathan began a steady pace, hitting him perfectly over and over again. Cullen turned into a whimpering mess, grasping at any part of Leviathan he could while they kissed deeply. One of Leviathan’s hands remained planted on the bed near his head while the other roamed his body, touching him all over, eventually coming up to fist in his hair as they kissed.
A sudden groan tore out of him, his hand shooting up to grab the headboard.
He lifted Cullen higher onto his lap and then placed his other hand on the headboard as well before beginning his pace again.
Cullen groaned, grabbing at the pillow under him as Leviathan’s thrusts sped.
"Fuck…" He cried, feeling his body tense.
"Oh fuck…oh fuck…" Leviathan’s hands tightened so hard on the headboard it groaned.
He let out a harsh breath that told Cullen he was close as well.
His hands went to Leviathan’s stomach, stroking the skin there, his hand curling around his hip, pulling, telling him to go faster.
Leviathan responded immediately, pounding into him.
Cullen let out a scream as he came, his nails digging into Leviathan’s skin.
Leviathan let out a growl, jerking to a standstill before beginning slow thrusts again, his eyes falling down to Cullen's face. Cullen blushed again, but kept his eyes open, watching the desire fade away in Leviathan’s.
He let go of the headboard before leaning down to kiss him again, his hand cupping his face.
Cullen kissed him back gently, his hands running down his back and his legs trembling around his hips.
Leviathan drew back with a slow smile, pulling out of him and moving to lay beside him.
"Why do you want me to watch?" Cullen asked quietly as they calmed.
Leviathan turned his head to look at him but he kept his eyes on the ceiling. "Don't want you pretending I'm someone else." He murmured, moving to lay on his side. His hand trailed down Cullen’s chest, making his heart beat faster. He really hoped Leviathan didn't notice.
"Trust me,” Cullen whispered, his face growing warm.
“I could never pretend you're someone else during sex." He should have lied, he supposed, but really, what was the point? Leviathan had seen his first time with Walker. Every time with Walker. He knew there had been no one else. And he knew that everything they’d done together had been…different than what they’d been up to for the past few days.
Leviathan chuckled. "Good. Maybe next time I won't make you watch when I fill you then."
Cullen couldn't help the small sheepish smile that crossed his face.
He liked watching Leviathan though. That was something he couldn't lie to himself about.
He had liked watching Walker too. He turned onto his side, facing away from him, stretching his legs out slowly before he dragged the blanket up to cover his naked body.
"Tired already?"
He shrugged. "Sex does that." Besides, he hadn’t had a decent sleep in days. Longer maybe, with how badly strung out he’d been before that.
Leviathan laughed and the sound was so unexpectedly cute that Cullen felt his eyes pop open in shock. He'd never heard him laugh without cruelty before… "We only did two rounds. That's barely anything."
Heat flooded his face. "Yeah, well I'm tired anyway. So be quiet so I can sleep.”
Leviathan sighed and laid down, getting comfortable before pulling the blanket higher. And then he put his arm around his waist, pulling his body back against him. Cullen froze in surprise.
"I know this is something you like…after.
So just shut up and accept it." Leviathan muttered, pressing his face closer to his neck.
The minutes passed and, slowly, Cullen relaxed, his body reacting automatically to the close heat.
He let his eyes fall closed and tried to shut off his mind so he could sleep.
And laying like that, tucked against a warm body, his eyes shut tight, he could almost pretend he really was happy.