Accept

“U-Um...” Raanciel bit his lip. Was he actually seriously considering this? He didn’t even know this drake.

“Hmm?” Haiz leaned forward and nuzzled against Raanciel’s neck, making it harder for the smaller to think. He peppered short kisses and licks along his jaw down to his collarbone and sucked causing the smaller drake to let out breathy sighs and gasps.

“A-Ah...” Raanciel’s eyes fluttered closed and he let out a shuddering breath at a particular hard suck. It had been entirely too long since he had been touched in such a manner. Raanciel reached up and clutched Haiz’s shoulders tightly, pulling him ever so slightly into him. Don’t stop, his mind chanted.

“You ever wonder why I left the luxurious living of highborn society?” Haiz asked as he continued to attack Raanciel’s neck with licks and kisses. Raanciel’s eyes fluttered when he felt Haiz pull away.

“No.” Navi’s voice sounded husky.

Haiz looked over at Navi. The low born’s eyes were narrowed to slits. With a quick glance down at his crotch, Haiz’s suspicions were confirmed. The front of the lowborn’s pants had an obscenely large bulge in it. Haiz smirked and returned his attention to Raanciel, whose face was completely flushed. “Casual sex is taboo for Alkashian high borns. If the need for a breed arises, theres a whole process to go through just to get a quick fuck.” Haiz pulled at the belt keeping Raanciel’s robes closed. “Here, I can fuck any one...” he licked up to Raanciel’s chin, “at any time I want...” he continued licking a trail up to Raanciel’s ear and whispered, “however I want...” Haiz chuckled when Raanciel shuddered. “How about we take this somewhere a little more private...”

With a rough push, Raanciel was sent sprawling backwards on the bed, bereft of all his clothes. He covered his modest erection with his hands. It was average in size and the coloring matched his horns. He had noticed Haiz’s amused gaze when the high born had noticed. Like Raanciel, Haiz’s dick matched his horns. It was thick, long, and ribbed with a tapered, slimy tip. The man was oozing copious amounts of pre-cum in preparation of ‘breeding his potential mate’.

“Don’t just manhandle him around,” Navi said. He had followed behind Haiz as he pushed and pulled the smaller drake with him to his own private quarters.

“I do not remember inviting you to follow,” Haiz growled, glaring at Navi. “You can fucking leave if you can not keep your mouth shut.”

Navi narrowed his eyes but said nothing. He crossed his arms and stayed in the doorway. “I came to make sure you don’t do anything too untoward.”

“He accepted the proposal.” Haiz looked down at the flushed drake on his bed. “Now, where were we?” Haiz grinned as he licked his lips and let his fingertips dance across the smooth expanse of tan skin. He looked up at Raanciel’s face and he flicked his finger over a nipple. The smaller drake winced but didn’t protest. “How long has it been?”

“W-What?” Raanciel looked up at Haiz.

“How long has it been since you were last fucked?” Haiz asked, knocking Raanciel’s legs apart with his knees.

“U-Um....I think 8 years...”

“Hmm...” Haiz’s eyes narrowed to slits. “Perfect...” He growled, lining up his engorged, leaking erection with Raanciel’s tiny winking pucker. In one swift push, Haiz buried all 7 inches into Raanciel.

Raanciel gasped and whimpered at the sudden burn of the stretching. He locked his arms around Haiz’s neck and his legs around the larger drake’s waist.

“Fuckkk...” Haiz hissed, dropping his head down to rest on Raanciel’s neck. He rocked his hips back and forth slowly, digging his claws into the bed on either side of Raanciel’s head. “Tight...” Haiz sat up and grabbed Raanciel’s thighs tightly. With a growl, he sped up his thrusts to a punishing pace.

Raanciel’s eyes screwed shut. It had been too long since the last time he’d had sex. He’d only been with one other drake before this. Haiz’s brutal thrusting wasn’t really helping the experience either. “Ahh!” Raanciel’s eyes shot open as a particular rough thrust had smashed into his prostate.

“Right there, huh?” Haiz grunted with a smirk. He made sure to angle his hips to keep pummeling that bundle of nerves. Raanciel struggled to keep his eyes from rolling up into his head. The constant jabs to his pleasure button sent him to a plane of euphoria he hadn’t experienced in a long time. Even the biting sting of Haiz’s claws breaking skin didn’t dampen the overwhelming bursts of pleasure he was feeling.

When Raanciel finally lost the battle of keeping his eyes focused, Haiz chuckled darkly. He let up on one of Raanciel’s bruised thighs, licking the blood from his claws before gripping the smaller drake’s hair and pulling his head back, exposing his throat. Haiz growled in satisfaction as Raanciel let out a yelp of pain. He leaned his head down to lick, nibble, suckle on the expanse of exposed skin.

With every inward stroke, Raanciel’s cries of pleasure got louder and his pleas became less coherent. His body began to shake and Haiz pulled his face away from his neck and grasped it tightly with his hand instead. Raanciel choked on a gasp and clawed at Haiz’s hand. Haiz gave one more powerful thrust and stilled. And with that one powerful thrust, Raanciel came undone. He choked on a sob, his eyes rolling up into his head as he came untouched, jerking and twisting under Haiz.

Haiz watched in satisfaction as the drake trembled and cried under him. While he shook through his orgasm, Haiz began his punishing thrusts through the pulsing and spasming heat around him, groaning as Raanciel’s cries became whines and whimpers. When Haiz found his end, growling in pleasure, he let go of Raanciel’s neck. He stilled on top of Raanciel to catch his breath.

After catching his breath, he sat back on his haunches and stared at Raanciel. The smaller drake opened his eyes. They were glowing faintly and Haiz chuckled. “You scream like a Puiserian whore,” Haiz mumbled. Raanciel’s already flushed face flushed even more with shame. He looked away and bit his lip. Haiz snickered. “Don’t be ashamed, little lamb. Puiserian whores are the most expensive entertainment money can buy. Well...the high born ones.” Haiz pushed away from Raanciel and stood up. “Unless you’re going to throw in an extra 50 Epics, you better get dressed and get going. This isn’t an inn.”

Raanciel sat up and winced at the sting on his legs. He looked down and saw claw marks on his legs from where Haiz had gripped them too tightly. He looked up and saw Haiz smiling smugly.

“That is going to leave a mark,” Haiz said, laughed, and turned his back to him. “I guess that draco couldn’t handle the show and left.”

Raanciel looked around Haiz to see that Navi was indeed gone.

“I’ll let you make yourself presentable. I'll be waiting in the loading room for payment,” Haiz snorted and walked out the room.