Chapter 33 #2
Leviathan moaned softly into the kiss and brought his hands up to cup his face–and Cullen jerked away with a gasp, his eyes going wide in alarm.
“What is it?” Leviathan asked softly, his thumb brushing along his cheek.
Cullen’s eyes flicked down to his blood covered hands. Most of the blood had dried but not all of it. And the smell of it…
His stomach growled loudly and Leviathan smiled deviantly. “You’re hungry.”
“No.” He shook his head. “No, that’s not what I want–”
“It’s not?” His hand came up between them and Cullen felt that dark part of his brain lock in on the blood streaks, his body going tense and hot.
“Hmm…” Leviathan gave him a mischievous smile. “I was going to punish you a bit for having been so far away from me at the party, but maybe I'll reward you instead.”
“R…reward me?” He mumbled, his eyes not leaving his bloody hands. “What do you mean?”
Leviathan smiled and brought his hand closer to his face, his eyes staying on Cullen’s while he let that wicked pointed tongue slide out to lick at his fingers. Cullen heard himself inhale sharply.
Disgusted. He should be disgusted.
But his stomach gave a harsh snarl that ached and Leviathan was moving his hand closer to his face and the scent of blood was overwhelming and–
He licked him, hard and slow, a wild moan escaping him as the flavor hit, his hand shooting up to latch onto Leviathan's wrist to hold him still.
Cotton candy. He thought in awe as he licked at the blood. Just like those delicious bubbly drinks–
“You called for me.” Leviathan whispered as Cullen cleaned the blood from his fingers. “You were in danger–and you called for me.” His hand came up, touching Cullen’s hair gently before lowering again. “That is why you deserve a reward.”
Cullen moaned softly again, slipping his tongue between his fingers.
Something light and beautiful lifted in his chest at the taste, making everything around them glitter, as if the world had turned into a wicked, sparkling thing.
Desire burned low and hot in his belly and had him gasping as Leviathan pressed him back against the window, his body flattening against his.
He leaned in, flicking his tongue against Cullen’s through his fingers, and Cullen’s hand shot up, clutching at his side to draw him closer. Their tongues met again. And again. He could taste the blood on him, mixed with that sweet taste and it instantly drew out another moan.
Leviathan made a similar sound and whipped his hand around to grab at his hair, yanking his head back as his mouth claimed his. Cullen groaned into the kiss, his tongue diving deep, but Leviathan pulled away again, his scent now thick with desire.
“You pushed her away.” He breathed, moving his hips in a slow circle so that they ground into his. Cullen hissed and clutched at his hip. “You fought the darkness. Why?”
He whimpered softly and dropped his head back to the window. He blinked up at him through all that shimmering beautiful light and mumbled, “What do you mean?”
Leviathan’s fingers traced over his cheeks, leaving bloody streaks. “Why didn't you just give in and fuck her?”
Cullen blinked slowly, trying to clear his head. “Don't like…women.” He mumbled, shaking off the fogginess. “Don't like…demons.” His hands traced up over Leviathan’s burning chest. “Didn't know her…” He mumbled. “Didn't like her…”
Leviathan sucked in a breath. “But you like me.”
His hands moved up over his chest and throat, came up to touch his lips. No. He should say no. But he couldn't remember why. “Y-yes.” He whispered.
Leviathan chuckled softly, his eyes flashing with excitement. “I love a truthful drunk.”
Drunk? Was that what was wrong with him? Hadn’t Leviathan said the drinks were drugged? Wasn’t that different from being drunk?
“Cullen.” He tightened the grip on his face, tilted his head back so their eyes met. “Do you want to kiss me right now?”
He blushed and nodded, his throat giving a hard bob.
Leviathan leaned in with a smile, bringing his mouth down on his.
Cullen made a soft, needy sound and hooked his arms over his neck, drawing him closer. Their lips parted and Leviathan’s tongue swiped over his bottom lip, making him moan softly. Fire began to lick its way through his veins, making his hands tremble and his body burn.
Leviathan made a small sound as if he was pleased with Cullen’s reaction, and slid his hands around his waist again, squeezing him there before he lowered a hand to squeeze his ass.
Cullen gasped into the kiss and lowered his hands to Leviathan’s shirt, drawing it up until he could see a strip of that tan, hard stomach.
He let his fingers brush the spot, lowering his mouth to his throat, his tongue darting out to taste the skin there.
That sweet scent came from his skin, he realized as he flicked his tongue against him.
He could taste it now. Taste it but still not distinguish it.
But he flicked his tongue out again, tasting it again, and Leviathan made another soft noise, leaning into him, his head tilting to the side as Cullen ran his tongue up the side of his throat.
He kissed the spot under his ear and sucked at his pulse point–
“Fuck.” Leviathan breathed, wrapping a firm around his waist to press him closer.
Cullen felt their erections rub together and groaned, bringing his teeth down on his throat.
Leviathan jerked against him and Cullen gasped softly, shocked by how easy it had been to get a reaction like that out of him.
He brought his mouth to the other side of his neck, repeated the same ministrations, and this time Leviathan slid a hand into his hair, pressing him closer.
Cullen smiled against his neck and slid a hand down his stomach, letting his fingertips lower to brush against his erection–and Leviathan snarled, wrapping a tight fist into his hair and yanking his head back so hard he yelped.
“What the hell?” He hissed, wincing. “What did I do?”
Leviathan leaned in, brushing their lips together as he spoke. “I didn’t give you permission to touch there yet.”
Cullen blinked, confused, and then smirked. “Are you so insecure about your own masculinity that you can’t handle someone else taking charge for a minute?”
A soft snarl tore from him, his hand tightening in his hair.
The sound shot straight to Cullen’s cock.
“Insolent brat.” He snarled, tugging even harder.
Cullen hissed in pain and Leviathan smiled.
“Kneel.” The dark promise in the word had Cullen sinking to his knees with a gasp.
Leviathan’s face was flushed now, his eyes dancing with excitement. “I think I will punish you after all.”
He fumbled his pants open with one hand, the other still firm in his hair. Cullen fought the urge to rub at himself as the pain rocked through him, bringing something to life in his body.
A soft gasp escaped him as Leviathan’s erection appeared in front of him, his face growing warm and his lips parting in expectation.
Though he wasn’t quite sure it could fit in his mouth.
He raised his hand towards it, but Leviathan slapped it away.
“You aren’t allowed to touch me with anything other than your mouth. ”
The intensity in the words made a shiver run through him.
This. He thought distantly. This is what I always wanted.
He waited impatiently, shifting on his knees until Leviathan finally smiled and drew him closer, his hand softening in his hair.
Cullen leaned forward instantly, letting his tongue run along the fat tip of his cock.
Leviathan made a soft sound above him that had Cullen moaning, his lips wrapping around his tip.
The taste of it brought a soft groan from him, his tongue flicking out to taste the bead of precum in the slit before he took him deeper. The hand in his hair tightened again, sending a bolt of pleasure to his groin, and Leviathan gave his hips a slow pump forward.
Cullen gagged as he pressed too deep, his eyes watering as he pulled away.
Leviathan paused for a moment, his lips parting impatiently; Cullen was quick to lean forward again, licking a slow line from the base to the tip, sucking him there gently until Leviathan’s breath hitched.
He gave another quick flick of his tongue and then took him in deep again, pressing down slower than before.
Leviathan shuddered and pumped his hips forward again.
Cullen let him, relaxing his throat as it stretched uncomfortably.
“You’ve never been so beautiful.” Leviathan whispered as he began to fuck his mouth.
He tugged at his hair and Cullen moaned, lowering his hand to rub at himself through his pants.
His cock was hard and throbbing already, his body flooded with heat as Leviathan pressed deeper and deeper into him, ignoring his gags and the hard fingers he had curled into his thigh.
Cullen fumbled his pants open and pulled his cock out, rubbing it slowly–until Leviathan paused and hissed, “You’re not allowed to touch yourself. ”
He whimpered but slowly took his hand off himself, resting both of them in his lap. Leviathan exhaled harshly. “Good boy.”
The words sent another jolt of pleasure through him. He wrapped his tongue around his tip in response and Leviathan groaned, starting to pump his hips into him again. It was only seconds later that Cullen gave up, his hand wrapping firmly around his cock as he began to pump himself again.
It was too overwhelming not to, to not have that pressure and that release. He groaned softly and pressed himself up onto his knees, taking control of him again. Leviathan let him, though he snarled softly under his breath and mumbled something about Cullen being desperate to be taught a lesson.