Shadows of Pale Sunlight

Ch 12: Temporary Marks

The scarred man then positioned himself on top of the Emperor, between his legs. He leaned into the Alpha's neck, causing the Emperor's breathing to hitch as the man rested his arm on the Emperor's hips, "let me start, My Lord"

The Emperor remained silent for a while as the man leaned close to his chest, running soft circles at his hips. After a moment, the Emperor nodded.

Xhael proceeded by pressing his lips to the Emperor's collarbone, softly untying the Emperor's robe to reveal more of the Alpha's chest. He ran his fingers from the Emperor's chest up to his neck. The Emperor shivered at the Enigma's touch, allowing him to explore his body. The Emperor's hand jerked onto the scarred man's bulky arm when the Enigma licked his scent glands at the side of his neck, accidentally letting out a sound.

"Ha-ah!"

The enigma let's out whether a satisfied or confused hum.

"Sensitive?"

"My apologies— I was not this sensitive when we were at the pond.."

"That's quite alright, it could be 'cause yer rut was getting nearer,"

The enigma continued by pressing kisses at the emperor's scent glands, "My Lord, I'll be applying my scent now, 'Kay?"

The emperor nodded as he breathed slowly. Xhael took his time, trying not to appear rushed. He gently combed the emperor's hair while his other hand explored the emperor's body, leaving soft kisses along the side of the emperor's neck. Xhael then placed his palm on the side of the emperor's neck again, pressing gently and slowly releasing his pheromones.

The Alpha clung to the man, feeling the Enigma's sandalwood musk enveloping his scent glands. The Enigma had always teased his scent glands in the past, making the Emperor silently crave for  more. Now that the Enigma was directly giving it to him, the Emperor felt an overwhelming bliss. The sandalwood musk sent him to heaven, causing his toes to curl and his fingers to press deeply into the man's back, though he was careful not to press his sharp nails.

The Enigma's sandalwood musky scent danced around the air, surrounding the room and mixing with the Emperor's sweet, earthy rich scent that only the Enigma could smell.

"You smell good, My Lord,"

The enigma said, still applying his scent at the Alpha's neck.

"do I?" The emperor asked, amidst his wavering voice as he clutched the man even tighter.

Then the man chuckled, "yeah, and you're already trembling this much but we're still going to apply at other parts of yer scent glands,"

"I-I don't think I can,"

"You can't? I'm only applying scents right now though, what do ya think when you're on yer rut then hmm?"

Then Xhael's other arm slowly slid onto the emperor's thigh under his dark robe, gently spreading the alpha's legs a bit more while pressing his palm against the alpha's scent glands. Xhael wasn't releasing his pheromones with his other hand, but it was enough to make the emperor whimper.

"Right this here,"

The emperor clung onto the man like his life actually depended on it. Alban felt the man ran his thumb near his groin while still busy applying a temporary scent at the scent glands on his neck. The alpha again caught the faint smell of an alpha scent at the enigma, the scent from earlier.

There seems to be a shift at the emperor's pheromones as Xhael noticed, changing from satisfaction to a mix of hatred and irritation, intertwined with what seems to be.. jealousy? If he wasn't mistaken, that's the only way he could describe the emotions communicated by the emperor's scent.