A Healthy Rivalry: The Lion vs The Warrior

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I Am Changing

Mature Content Warning

Karter pulled back and looked into AK's eyes. "Impossible." He stared hard, half in shock and half in disbelief. "Sergei? Speak again."

AK bit Karter's lip hard enough to make the taller man grunt. "Are you commanding me?" He asked while licking away the pain.

Soft purrs flowed from Karter's chest as he hung his head. "No, Head Master."

AK carded his fingers through Karter's new dreadlocks and grabbed a fistful. "You give me what I want, I'll give you what you want."

Lion momentarily overtook Karter's swirling eyes and focused on the three voices coming from AK, but AK wouldn't let him focus too long. "If I know Mikhel, there's lube in here somewhere. Find it."

Karter moved without hesitation, while AK mentally prepared himself for what's to come; and how he wanted things to progress.

Karter found oil in the top drawer next to his bed. AK stood when he saw the bottle, and noted that Karter had clearly grown taller. AK pointed to the center of the bed. "Lay down."

Karter laid without hesitation. AK took his time in studying every inch of his Boy, while slowly pacing back and forth. The attention was clearly wanted from Karter, because he hardened fully with no other motivation than AK's stare.

Just like always, AK wanted to take things slow. He wanted to build up the anticipation and watch it take over Karter's body. He did not have the patience for that today.

He crawled onto the bed and let his fingers gently dance across the veins covering Karter's shaft. "Will there ever come a time where you don't make me throw my rigorous body training out the window?"

Karter began to shake with relentless desire. "Maybe one day."

AK hummed while smirking and straddled Karter, even though he wanted nothing more than to swallow his toy whole. That would have to wait for next time. With oil slick on his hands, AK began to pump Karter's length to coat it generously.

Neither were sure how long it had been since they had lost consciousness, and in that moment, neither cared. AK positioned himself over Karter, only to be stopped by the Lion's hands on his hips. They made eye contact and Karter whined, "Please be sure. You're doing this for you, right?"

AK smiled and his heart swelled once again with love for this man. "Yes, Lover." He inhaled and dedicated to rip off the bandaid. Similarly as Karter's first time with him, AK relied on the access amounts of lube, and slammed himself down. He managed to take a solid 3 inches before he tensed, and gasped out, "I promise it's all for me."

Lion let out a groan coated in lust. He waited patiently for AK to completely slide down his length, so that he could keep him down for several moments. "Who is the woman, Head Master?"

AK breathed through his adjustment period and shivered. "That's for you to find out." He experimentally rocked his hips, and found himself stretched to capacity. Karter was nuzzled so perfectly against his walls, AK questioned what he was so afraid of before. "Let me move."

The conflict was clear on Karter's face. His urge to submit won out in the end, and he released AK's hips. AK nodded to the bars on the headboard. "Hands up."

Karter obeyed and clutched his hands tightly to the metal. Slowly, AK began to rise. He started off slow and torturous. He lifted one inch and sat, then two and sat... he worked his way up to leaving only Karter's thick head inside of him, and slamming back down.