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Rythna (NSFW) ~Part 2~

TW: Explicit description of sexual activity

Title: ~Part Two ~

Lalna: Lalna froze as he was pinned up against a wall, Rythian staring down into his eyes. He braced himself to be punched, stabbed, slapped… Hell, Lalna was just bracing himself for anything Rythian could throw at him, waiting for the hit that never came. Sweat trickled down his temple, and despite the whole situation Lalna couldn’t help but feel his stomach stir at being so close to this beautiful man. Rythian looked intensely into Lalnas face, as if his mind was bubbling and overflowing with words and emotions he just couldn’t phrase. The look in his eyes was not that of hatred, but that of curiosity, when it hit Lalna that Rythian didn’t really know the reason for his aggravations, so Lalna caught his lip with his teeth, looking down before back up and into Rythians intense purple gaze. Lalna impulsively pushed his lips against Rythians, the world spinning around him as the force of the kiss took Rythian by surprise so that his grip on Lalna’s throat loosened and The Scientist pushed Rythian against the opposite wall, kissing the Mage deeply and furiously to the point that it took the Mage several seconds to process what was going on, which was a lot for anyone, let alone Rythian.

Rythian: Rythians eyes were open for several seconds before he submitted to the kiss, his mouth moving in sync to Lalna’s. Of all the things he expected from his attack on the Scientist, it was safe to say this was the last. As his back hit the opposite wall of the wizards tower, One of Lalnas hands tight in his hair and the claw dequipped, his other hand behind the mages back, the flimsy fabric once covering Rythian’s face grasped in his hand. Rythian reciprocated, running one tanned hand through Lalnas gingery-blonde waves, the other hand on the back of his neck. They remained this way, kissing deeply until suddenly Duncan pulled away and almost flew across the room, one hand covering his mouth, his eyes wide as he stared at Rythian, shocked at what had just occurred. Rythian’s eyes jolted open as if he’d been electrocuted and his hands both sprang to cover his mouth and nose.

Lalna: Lalna couldn’t believe what he’d done, and as the realization of what he was doing hit him, the full force of it was enough to jolt him off Rythian. Staring across the room at the Mage, who was seemingly as shocked as he was at what just happened.
‘Rythian I’m sor..’ Lalna started to say, but the mage put a single finger to Lalnas lips to halt him.
‘I don’t know what just happened..’ Rythian started, ‘But there’s no denying that that was intense.’
In reply Lalna simply pushed his lips against him again, his hands running up and down Rythians back, hips and waist, arousal pooling in his stomach as Rythians hands were tight in his hair and on the back of his neck. This was no gentle encounter, this much was clear as Lalna fell back on his crafting bench with a crash, one hand holding himself up as he undid the tie on Rythians cloak, feeling Rythians long fingers brush his shoulders as he took off Lalna’s lab coat, dropping the garments to the floor.

Rythian: Rythian was by far the more slender of the two, but still his weight was enough to push Lalna down onto the bench behind him, not once breaking the kiss. Feeling Lalna’s hard manhood pushed against his thigh drew a snarl from Rythians throat, causing his own member to throb with arousal. Duncans fingers drew firm circles on The Mage’s hipbones, causing Rythians breath to catch in his throat as he fumbled with the buttons of Lalna’s shirt, working his was down until they brushed against The Scientists straining belt and zipper causing a sharp intake of breath and Lalna’s eyes to flash open and lock with Rythians. A moment of silent comprehension passed between The Mage and The Scientist, this was a situation of ‘go hard or go home’, in all senses of the word.

Lalna: Lalna gasped as Rythians long fingers brushed his erection, and in that moment it hit him that this was really happening. Shrugging off his shirt he did the same to Rythian, for the first time he broke the kiss, marvelling at The Mages tanned pectorals, defined abs and slight snail trail of light blonde hair trickling down below the top of his trousers.
‘Wow..’ whispered Lalna, his eyes wandering across Rythians body, until The Mage pulled him back in and continued kissing him, Lalna’s head going back as Rythian nipped and kissed along his neck and collarbones, barely-supressed moans escaping The Scientists throat, their hips grinding together. Rythians hands dropped to Lalna’s beltline, undoing it deftly and then undoing his flies and pulling down his trousers. Lalna let out a large breath as his erection bobbed free.
‘Well that’s better’ said Lalna, winking at Rythian as he did the same to his trousers.

Rythian:  Resuming the kiss, Rythian dropped his hands and deftly brushed his long fingers over Lalna’s hardness, provoking a throaty groan from The Scientist. Slipping his thumbs inside the waistband of Lalna’s boxers, Rythian stroked his thumb across the sensitive tip, smearing precum. Lalna shuddered underneath the Mage’s touch, groaning as he ran a finger from base to tip. Lalna kissed Rythian even more deeply, moving along to his slim shoulders while leaving purple finger-print bruises along Rythians waist and hips. Rythian started to move his hand up and down Lalnas length as the Scientist gasped and shivered. As if to return the favour, Lalna’s shaking hands disappeared inside Rythians boxers, succeeding in drawing a sharp snarl from the Mage. They worked at eachother until finally Lalna gripped Rythian tightly as he shot his load over the Mage’s hands and his stomach, closely followed by Rythian. They sighed as they kissed one last time and then started to get dressed.

Lalna: Lalna, stealing glances at Rythian as he got dressed started to wonder if it was just another vivid dream, but as Rythian squeezed his bicep and said he had to check on Zoey, before disappearing from the Scientist’s room, Lalna didn’t wake up and he realised that that had indeed just happened. Smiling to himself, he wondered how Rythian was going to explain himself the bruises, love bites and dishevelled appearance to Zoey. Sighing to himself, Lalna realised that whether this happened again or not, Rythian’s spell had been broken. He no longer felt mystified and curious towards the Mage, and laughed to himself as went to bed, completely astounded at the days curious turn of events.

Rythian: Rythian felt exhausted as he returned to where he’d left Zoey, the sun sinking in the sky, casting long silhouettes across the landscape. As he approached the hole where Zoey had started to re-establish a base, she looked shocked but happy to see him back in one piece. 
‘What.. What happened? You didn’t kill him did you? RYTHIAN!’ Zoey demanded answers, to which Rythian replied:
‘No, Duncan’s fine, but after a heated discussion I think we can safely say he won’t be bothering us to much anymore. I feel we’ve gained a better understanding from tonights events’.