TAR chapter 13 - first time

-Xabien-

Nipping at Rat’s lower lip, I slide my tongue into his mouth effortlessly, flicking the tip against the roof of his mouth before tangling with his own tongue, making sure there isn’t a single part of his mouth that I haven’t claimed as my own.

I grab his ass, lifting him onto my lap so I have better access to him as I continue pushing past his lips with my tongue. Slipping my hands down his trousers I cup his ass, squeezing him to elicit a beautiful gasp which makes my wolf crave more.

As if reading my mind, Rat leans forwards, his breath ghosting over my ear as he purrs “don’t worry, you’ll have all of me soon,” before pulling back and stripping off my shirt for me whilst I encourage him to do the same.

“Beautiful,” I whisper as I take in the sight of him. I’ve seen his bare chest before, but he was covered in blood and it was dark and I felt creepy for staring at him whilst he was unconscious, and he was unaware that we were mates.

Now, well. It’s an entirely different situation.

Leaning forwards, I let my hand wander up his chest, tracing the lines of the four claw marks along his right side before pinching and twisting his nipple whilst he gasps and moans into my ear.

He really knows how to get me hot and bothered, and I think Rat knows exactly what he’s doing when he makes those kinds of sounds so close to me.

His hands travel across my chest, before slipping up my neck and tugging me back to him for another kiss. It doesn’t have all the passion and the heat that this moment does, but it’s beautifully soft and slow, and I can’t stop the smile on my lips as I hug him to me.

“You’re so unbelievably precious, Horatio,” I whisper, gazing in to his ice blue eyes and watching as the light reflects off the silver flecks. He rests his head on my shoulder for a moment, simply rubbing circles into my back whilst we gaze at each other.

“Xabi, I like you a lot,” he says gently, and I beam at him, taking one of his hands in mine and lacing our fingers together. “I like you a lot too,” I whisper, kissing the back of his hand. He smiles, before smirking as he rolls his hips in to mine, grinding against me.

The friction makes me hiss as I bury my nose in his shoulder, scenting him, wanting to claim every inch of his being as mine, so that no one ever tries to hurt him again. Kissing his left eye, directly over the scar, I bring my lips back to his once more as I grab his ass, sliding my hand down between his cheeks to feel the silky wetness he’s already begun to produce.

Rat moans into my mouth, his hands tugging eagerly at the waistband of my boxers. Laughing gently, I peck his lips as I circle a finger around his hole whilst he squirms in my arms in anticipation.

Suddenly, Rat frees my erection and touches the tip ever so gently. “Finger me right now, or I’m going to go mad,” he growls in my ear, and I lose any self restraint.

Penetrating him with a single finger, we both groan at the same time as he wraps his hands around my cock, smoothing his thumb across my tip teasingly. His silken liquids coat my finger from inside his channels, giving me easy access to deep inside him as I thrust my finger knuckle deep, searching for that one place Atticus mentioned to me.

Pressing into Rat at an angle, he suddenly moans loudly, pressing the sound into my mouth as he kisses me again. He tightens his grip on my erection slightly and I bite down on his lip, thrusting a second finger into him.

“I want you already,” Rat whines, and I keep reminding myself that I have to prepare him properly, or risk hurting him. Still, he’s here, being the goddamn sexiest wolf I’ve ever seen, and my dick is literally twitching at the thought of going where my fingers are.

“I want you too sweetheart, you’re doing so well, just a little longer,” I tell him as I kiss his forehead. I snatch his hand from my dick, kissing his fingertips lightly. “Keep going and I’ll come before I even get to make love to you,” I say with a smile as he whimpers.

Rat leans forwards, resting his head on my shoulder as I add a third finger, doing a mini-beckoning motion inside him, as deep as I can in an effort to hit that one spot again. When Rat arches his back with a moan, I smirk, satisfied.

Removing my fingers from his cave, I stroke his cheek (with the hand that hasn’t been up his ass, just to clarify) and peck his lips once more. “I’ve prepared you, are you still ok with this?” I ask once more, and he nods, smiling gently.

“Are you still ok with this?” He asks, and I smile back, stroking his hip softly. “Definitely.” He nods happily, climbing off my lap as I hesitate. “Oh- condom. Do you want me to wear one?” I ask, knowing that it isn’t an issue of STDs, as werewolves can’t get them, and instead more of a personal preference thing.

Not everyone wants cum up their ass, although the idea of my cum deep inside Rat is making me more impatient than ever.

Luckily for me, Rat shakes his head. “Nope, I want all of you inside me,” he says with a mischievous grin as he lies down on the bed, and I get another look at him in all his beauty. The history of his battles are clearly strewn across his body in a way that the fights I’ve been in aren’t - mine were all small injuries, with the occasional noticeable scar here and there.

All of the injuries, I was easily able to heal from, as I naturally heal more quickly than the average wolf anyway. Rat, on the other hand, only heals fairly quickly when actually fed. Unfortunately, he often wasn’t, according to Harriet - something she feels deeply responsible for, even if it wasn’t her fault that sometimes she was unable to provide for her children.

Kissing his chest in a few different places- each on a scar, I greedily suck his nipple into my mouth, teasing it with my teeth gently whilst he wriggles beneath me, his hole leaking more of his silky wetness.

Kissing down his thighs, I realise that the sweet scent that is so Rat but also more, is actually the scent of his liquid. Rubbing it between my fingers, I press against his rim of muscle gently to let a little more out, which I coat my length in.

The way that Rat watches me as I do it, hunger running rampant through his eyes…it makes me want to claim even the deepest part of him, protect him and care for him, shower him with all the love I can give.

For now though, the best I can do is make sure our mating night is one to remember. And with that, I plunge my length deep within him.