Torn

Chapter Eight: A Magic's Twine.

Cyrus was hesitant to remove his clothes, but he did so starting by pulling off the shirt he had been wearing along with the cloth pants. The sprites wings fluttered nervously as he looked about. He sat up and reached for a blanket. Cyrus pulled it over him and shut his eyes shyly. He shifted lightly as he turned his attention away. The small male bit his lower lip lightly as he sat with the blanket over him. The sprite felt a nervous tension between the two of them. He looked towards the larger male. Cyrus's cheeks were flushed a crimson red as a sudden frustration fell over him. The rain outside roared, leaving a sheet of white outside the windows. He looked about shyly. The male's porcelain skin glistened against the raging fire. His markings lit up vibrantly as the storm outside came down.

Victor climbed over top of the smaller male. He brought his hand down and gently brushed it against the younger male's cheek. He smiled lightly as he brushed his hand along his neck. Victor leaned down and kissed him tenderly. The King's markings lit with the flames; dancing like the embers like the fire next to them. His eyes lit vibrantly as he looked down at the smaller male, "You're so beautiful." Victor leaned down and pressed his lips against Cyrus's neck. His tongue trailed up his collar bone and then against his neck. The male wrapped his arm around his back and pulled him closely against him. Victor pulled the cover up around the two of them before helping Cyrus rest against the soft furs. The male continued to trail the tender kisses against his neck; lightly nipping occasionally to get a light jolt from the fairy, "Relax, darling."

Cyrus's kept his eyes shut tightly as he felt Victor's hot breath against his neck. He shifted underneath him before turning his attention to the rains outside. His turquoise eyes lit up brightly. The Prince grabbed a hold of Victor's shoulders and held tightly, "A-ahh." He let out a soft cry. His cheeks darkened as he looked about. The male sulked as he attempted to ease himself. Cyrus was the pure essence of innocence. He had never been touched like this, but he already loved it.

Victor breathed heavily as he lifted his head. He leaned in and pressed his frame against Cyrus's. He pushed his tongue into the fairy's mouth and parted his lips. He pushed his fingers through his hair and gave a light pull, "G-Gah." He breathed heavily as he grinded his hardened groin against the smaller male. Victor's lips passionately caressed against his lover's. He brought his hand up and held the side of Cyrus's neck firmly to pull him up, "God, I can't stop touching you." Victor grinned. His red hair fell lazily to the side. The fires gave it a dark glow.

Cyrus gasped as he was kissed, "M-mmm," The male winced as he felt Victor's tongue invade his mouth once again. The male whimpered lightly; mimicking the same movements of the larger king. Victor's weight against him nearly knocked the breath out of the Prince. Cyrus felt the weight coming down on him. He turned his head to catch his breath, "V-Victor." Cyrus's cheeks darkened. His breathing was rasp as the king rubbed his erect cock against him. Cyrus's own still drained from before. The small male breathed heavily as he attempted to catch a break for a moment.

Victor leaned over top of him. He grabbed a hold of Cyrus's leg and pressed it up. The male brought his hand up and licked it. Of course, he wasn't going to overwhelm Cyrus with different play. At least, for now.

The male brought his hand down and began to stroke his own member, soaking it to keep from hurting the smaller male to bad. After, he looked over Cyrus as he moved closer. The head of his manhood pressed firmly against his virgin hole. Victor's lower extremities were quite large, but of course he was a large man anyway. The King placed his hand gently on his cheek, "Are you sure you want this, darling?"

Cyrus gasped as his legs were pulled apart. His eyes swelled with tears. The male couldn't help it he was afraid, but he wanted it. It felt right, and Cyrus didn't want someone to take it against his will. The male wanted to experience for himself, and Victor just seemed right, "I am ready, my lord." Cyrus turned his attention away. The male sulked lightly before bringing his hand up and placing it on Victor's cheek, "I am."

Victor tensed a bit as he saw the fairy already in tears. The King frowned lightly before bringing his hand up and brushing the tears free from his cheek. The pyro leaned down and grabbed a hold of Cyrus's arms and put them around his shoulders, "Hold on to me, darling. Don't let me go." Victor wrapped his arms tightly around the smaller male's back and pulled him closely.

With that, Victor began to push his member inside. He held the small male closely. The King winced a bit as he pushed; taking his time to get the head in. "Ohh fuck.." The king growled. His eyes glowed vibrantly as he held Cyrus closely. The fire raged, and the storm outside boomed. Victor grunted, suddenly pushing the rest of his member inside Cyrus.

Cyrus tensed the second he began to push. The small male winced. His cheeks darkened as he felt the sudden sting. The Prince's legs locked around Victor's hips and his arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders even digging his nails into the larger male's back, "A-ah!" Cyrus breathed heavily as the two locked into one another. Their markings sparked beneath the covers; making a purple glow, "Victor, I-it hurts. A-ah." His eyes swelled with tears. The sprite shut his eyes tightly and turned his head. Cyrus's breathing was heavy as he tensed beneath him. Neither of them moved; keeping still for what seemed hours. Cyrus took a deep breath. Though neither of them could see, blood puddled between the virgins legs.

Victor heard the male's cries. He lifted his head and looked at him. The King placed his hand on Cyrus's cheek, "Look at me, darling. Relax. Don't tense so much." The male began to shift his hips back and forth. He let out a pleasurable groan. "N-nmph." The male growled lowly as he began to roll his hips. The king continued to look down at Cyrus. Though the male had his eyes closed, his porcelain skin and markings were eye drawing, "You're beautiful, I could die happy if you were the last thing I saw." Victor pressed his lips tenderly into the deflowered male's. He held Cyrus closely, already near his peak. Victor had not made love in some time, and Cyrus just left him peaking.

The Prince panted heavily. He let out a soft cry as Victor began to thrust. Cyrus clung tightly to the king. As he was asked to open his eyes, the Prince was hesitant to do so at first, but finally obeyed and opened them. The male's eyes locked with Victor's own. Cyrus pushed his tongue against Victor's. A warmth built up inside him. He let out a feminine moan, "N-nff." Cyrus let out a soft cry as he shifted about.

As Victor grew closer, the male's thrusts became rougher. He let out a low groan as he pulled him closely. The King panted heavily as he leaned his head down next to the fairy's own. The King winced. His eyes lit up as he suddenly felt a jolt go from his spine down to his groin suddenly. The male couldn't help the rough jerk; pressing his large cock deep inside the Prince's small frame. "G-Gah!" The male filled his lover to the brim. Victor panted heavily before leaning down and pressing his lips tenderly into Cyrus's own. The male held him closely against him. Sweat beaded down his forehead as he stroked Cyrus's hair, "Don't leave me, my love."

"A-ah!" Cyrus's cries were painful. He breathed heavily as he attempted to catch his breath. He sulked beneath the male as he felt a warmth fill up his insides. Cyrus's eyes swelled with tears as he attempted to keep himself from tensing. The Prince gasped softly as Victor pressed his lips against his once again. Cyrus's arm limply fell down and rested against the king's cheek. The blonde enjoyed Victor's tender touch. He smiled softly as he was told to never leave him. Cyrus leaned up and rested his forehead against Victor's, "Then d-don't ever leave me."