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— ♠ —
Blood seeped onto the tip of his finger as Kayn checked his cheek. The cut wasn't deep enough to be worrying, but still. They managed to touch him. As he kicked into a body lying on the ground out of annoyance, he felt his magenta eye twitch.
‘Those guys got what they deserved.’, a voice echoed in his mind.
Kayn grinned at the comment. Wiping away the blood on his weapon and attaching it onto his back, the warrior slowly walked in the red snow, observing each of the dead bodies. Six, seven, eight, he counted until something moved a bit further away.
"Urk..", a stranded voice groaned while coughing up blood.
Well, almost nine dead bodies. Kayn grabbed the hair of one of his still breathing enemies, yanking the strands hard enough for pieces of hair to get torn out of his scalp, the man coughing up even more blood onto the pearly white snow.
"Not dead yet?", Kayn sneered.
‘Gut him like a rat.’, the voice in his mind advised.
The man tried to take himself out of the warrior's grasp, but to no avail. One of his arms had been cut off, and the other had no strength to push back his murderer. Rage at this pathetic attempt filled Kayn's senses, and with a simple punch, he broke the man's nose and some teeth.
"Well, you're no fun. None of you were. I'm fucking disappointed.", he took the man's neck into his grasp, brute force strangling him, "The more times passes, the less competent you all are."
The man's eyes screamed with fear, as his voice could not escape the tightening hands around his neck. Kayn sighed, and twisted the man's neck with a bored look on his face. Another day, another set of useless assassins not capable of giving him a good fight. Kayn was utterly disappointed.
Escaping the Snow Moon order had not been the easiest of tasks, but as an end result Kayn discovered that he quite liked traveling. Discovering new places, new food, and new techniques to kill. Anything to satisfy his need for novelty. Cracking his neck as if nothing of importance happened, he resumed his long walk towards his objective.
Through his travels, he had heard rumors of the Faerie Court. A giant forest should await him at the end of his travels through the cold mountains and no magic protective wall could ever block him. He had learned stories of rich fruits, warm waterfalls, colorful birds and mostly: faeries.
Kayn heard depictions of them as having a deep connection to the natural world, seen as guardians of the environment. Beautiful magical beings portrayed as dangerous, with a penchant for mischief and trickery. It sounded like a fun new adventure for a warrior like him.
And he couldn't wait to discover the taste of fae blood.
— ♣ —
Ezreal sighed, head resting on the palm of his hand as he sun-bathed his wings under the warm rays. The bees were busy and the frogs were enjoying the waterlilies. As usual.
Just like everyday. Every week. Every month.
He sighed again, long and hard before stretching his legs. Maybe he should just do another one of his patrols, even if he already knew that just like everyday, nothing would happen. It was always more interesting than the assembly he decided to escape from this morning. The guards were probably everywhere looking for their prince, but he couldn't care less. With just one flapping of his delicate wings, he flew high in the sky, stopping in the air for a bit to decide which direction to take.
East was too close to the Faerie court, he'd probably get caught and brought back for another lengthy discussion about the never changing politics of his domain.
He already went South yesterday.
West? Why not West… But it was only the forest extending for kilometers and kilometers. Maybe not so interesting.
He remembered a waterfall in the North, with a nice pond. A spot with fresh water and cool spots under the trees. Perfect for a nap.
“North it is then.”
— ♠ —
Kayn couldn't quite believe his eyes.
Trees with pink leaves, blooming vine, colorful birds and wildflowers.
The air was hot, and the warrior had traveled for a long time under the sun. The change of weather was a nice welcome though, he thought. If he had spent one more week walking through deep snow he probably would have gone crazy. But maybe the change was a bit too much. His sweat was mixing with the dried blood of his enemies, sticky and the smell had started to bother him. He needed to find fresh water as soon as possible, as his stock of water was close to being empty, and he seriously needed to wash himself. Following the far away sounds of moving water, Kayn carefully traveled through the thick and luscious forest, observing everything his dual colored eyes landed on.
"Damn.", he whispered under his breath.
The waterfall before his eyes was no short of majestic. Water rippled making the waterlilies dance on the glittery pond, small birds enjoying their bath at the edge, water so clear he could observe the swimming fishes, colorful scales shining through. The place seemed to come straight out of a painting, or a dream. Kayn had found the forest leading to the Faerie Court with no doubt.
But no protective shield, no walls, no magic had tried to keep him away from finding it.
'Suspicious.', the voice whispered.
"I know, Rhaast."
Kayn dipped a cautious hand in the water.
"Well, this is just plain water. No tricks.", he drank a bit from it, confirming his conclusion, "Nothing is visibly protecting this place, but only rumors speak of it."
'If there's no protection, it means they don't need it.'
The warrior hummed in agreement. He had to be extra careful around here now. But most importantly, he needed to wash himself. Removing his clothes except for his fundoshi, Kayn made sure to keep at least an old trusty knife on him, just pushed between hip and the braided fabric of his undergarment.
'What are you doing?' , the voice groaned in frustration, 'What did I just say you stupid–'
"Calm down. I feel disgusting. I’ll be quick."
With a hand, he brushed his hair, freeing his hair from the tight ponytail he had sported for the past weeks, before plunging into the pond. Swimming comfortably underwater to fully submerge himself for a bit, Kayn sighed in peace once reaching the surface, floating on his back. The warrior massaged his scalp with his eyes closed, feeling the overwhelming migraines he had continuously settle down for a bit.
This place felt like a dream, and a warrior is never perfect. Kayn had lowered his guard to enjoy his first bath in a while, and by doing so, had not realized the very curious eyes watching him.
— ♣ —
Today was a blessing. A perfect stranger, definitely not fae, had somehow found the way to his forest, innocently swimming in his pond.
The prince had been flying over his domain in quiet boredom to reach the waterfall, when his pointy ears picked up on the sound of a voice on the way. Raspy, serious, and tired. Another stupid traveler that would not see tomorrow come. Careful in his flight, he approached the scene, hiding in a tree. Ezreal chuckled to himself, absorbed by the sight of a man covered in bulging muscles adorned with scars, an impressive contrast to the scenery. The prince's hungry eyes counted each abs, watched religiously how droplets of water drew glistening lines along them to end up in the happy trail of hair showing the way under a piece of fabric.
A very tight and tiny piece of fabric.
Now that was interesting.
"What a stupid man.", Ezreal grinned, licking his bottom lip with hunger for this new toy.
— ♠ —
Kayn felt like he had leisured enough already, and decided to get out of the water, dry himself and wear his–
His armor.
That wasn't on the edge of the pond anymore. Same for his weapon.
'Ah!' , Rhaast sneered, 'You deserved that. Now you'll know to never lower your guard ever again.'
He hated when Rhaast was right. He had massively fucked up right here, but can anybody really blame him? Months had passed where he had spent all his time careful, patient, unable to sleep or bath fully. He just really needed this moment of peace. He pinched the bridge of his nose before concentrating on the task at hand. Kayn grabbed his knife and immediately stretched his body in a fighting stance. Someone was here, and that someone took away his armor and weapon.
"Hey fucker! Are you scared?!", he shouted in hope of provoking his opponent to come out, "Stealing my things because you think I'd be too strong with them? You think I can't fight like this?!"
No answers. Only the rustling of the leaves and the rushing waterfall could be heard around him. The birds had flown away at the sound of his enraged voice.
"Come on and get out!! Let's get this ended with.", his jaw tensed.
"Is this what you're looking for, perhaps?", a melodic voice called.
Kayn raised his head, finding the owner of the voice sitting with crossed legs on a tree branch. Pink silky hair, glossy lips and curious green eyes. A finger tapping against Kayn's weapon lying on the man's lap.
"You fucker.", Kayn spat.
He had clearly encountered a fae. No normal human could be and sound as majestic and dreamy as this. Features so delicate, skin sparkling, eyes hypnotizing… Kayn felt poison on his tongue. This tasted like danger. And from the sudden absence of a voice behind his mind, he understood Rhaast had assessed the man as a great opponent and didn’t want to distract Kayn from the fight ahead of him.
"No insults please. You are talking to a prince.", the man grinned playfully, "Bend the knee and I'll give you your gear back."
The fae wasn't joking. Kayn could feel it deep inside. In the perfectly white smile, in the raise of his curious eyebrows, in his chirpy tone… This was an order, and who knows what would happen next. Those deep emerald eyes of his were sparkling with amusement, something that woke up a deep anger within the warrior. He had been escaping the Snow Moon clan for a few months now, he killed people who tried to give them orders. So he couldn't care less of this deep sense of danger within him when this tiny man tried it, and Kayn just threw his knife, aiming right at the head of the fae.
Who dodged it with a simple tilt of the head, still wearing a confident smile, the knife landing securely in the tree's trunk behind him.
"You don't know where you are and you don't know who I am. Yet you try to kill me?", the fae snickered, "Without a proper weapon? Now that is funny.", he mocked him again, smile still as big as ever, teeth perfectly aligned with mischief tainting his green eyes with a darker shadow.
"I can strangle that pretty little neck of yours."
"Now that is something I'd like to see you try~", the fae gently moved back some strands behind his pointy ear, caressing his nape, making sure to showcase the porcelain skin there.
"You–!" Kayn gritted his teeth and lunged forward, earning no reaction from the prince who looked somewhat bored of the attempt already.
The warrior sprinted towards the tree, a hand smacking hard against it as the other went through, his body changing form into a spectral entity, able to fuze into the wood as he flew through its veins towards the prince.
The fae's eyes went big, just like his smile. He laughed loud and proud, amused by the strange ability. But the second Kayn's hand went out of the branch, going back to a solid human form to grab at the prince's wrist, the fae disappeared under his very eyes to appear immediately a bit back, flying in place with his wings fully extended.
That bastard had not forgotten to take Kayn's weapon with him.
"Surprising, but not enough.", the prince tilted his head.
Kayn balanced himself on the branch with ease, taking the knife he threw out of the wood. His eyes were fixated on the prince. Don't respond. Concentrate. And kill.
"Well, I can see you still want to fight. Maybe I should properly present myself so you can understand that the only way you'll live is if you bend the knee.", the prince grinned mischievously.
The warrior tightened his grip on his knife, feeling the danger of the situation rise. The fae was way too calm and confident. And Kayn knew nothing about his abilities. He had to be careful and find a way to get his weapon back.
"My name is Ezreal Lightfeather. Only prince to the Faerie Court, Master of the Forest. This is my domain."
The wind picked up, leaves rustling faster, clouds darkening above them.
"Let's try and be amicable. I have something you need–", he raised the arm holding Kayn's weapon, "– and you have something I want.", his smile faltered into a deep and serious expression.
The warrior's eyebrows furrowed in response.
"I was polite and presented myself.", the fae noted, nodding once in encouragement for the other to do so.
Kayn had to buy time and observe the prince's behavior more so he could properly find his weakness and kill him. If that meant playing this game, he had no choice.
"Kayn. What is it that you want, princess?"
Ezreal smiled, big and warm.
"Remove your piece of clothing."
Silence fell through, Kayn staying still.
'Kid wants to humiliate you.' , Rhaast reappeared in his mind with a stifled laugh, ' But no need for shame, please him until you find an opening. I don't like this.'
Kayn agreed, and Rhaast voicing any form of worry was to be taken seriously. He had nothing to be ashamed of anyway, and was already missing his armor. With a swift movement of his knife, eyes still locked on his enemy, Kayn cut through the braids of fabric holding the underwear at his hips.
And as he felt the pieces fall down at his ankles, he observed an eye twitch on the prince's face, a sign of him trying to keep his expression calm and unreadable.
"Good boy.", Ezreal praised, biting his lower lip.
The emerald eyes stared at the trail of hair, the veins, the deepening of color, until it reached the tip. Devouring its soft but already large shape with lust in the green gems.
'Uh. The fucker wants to be fucked.'
Kayn couldn't believe his eyes, as the fae seemed to shudder in anticipation, tongue wetting his lips. Were faeries all insane and perverted creatures? What was happening?
"Get it up now.", the prince ordered.
"Hard task when finding myself in a life-threatening situation.", Kayn scoffed at the ridicule of it all.
"If I like what I see, you will get your gear back, and will be able to safely leave the forest."
'Listen to him.'
“Scared, Rhaast?”, Kayn whispered to himself under curious eyes.
‘Or maybe I want to see you humiliated too. Your choice, Kayn. Die here and now, or let the fucker play around with you for a bit.’
Kayn sat down on the branch, where the fae had been observing him from before. He wrapped his free hand around his soft member, the other still holding the knife. Giving himself a few rubs did nothing but grow his frustration.
And the prince's.
— ♣ —
"Gods, so boring. You probably need a bit of encouragement, I guess… I'll help."
Ezreal snapped his fingers, Kayn's weapon being teleported somewhere else.
The warrior stared deep into his eyes, trying to gauge if the fae was being truthful. And for once, he was. No obvious killing intentions here. Ezreal just wanted to have some fun and play around with his new toy.
Toy that wasn't as stupid as it first appeared. The warrior seemed to have understood that Ezreal was a very powerful being, and even with his little tricks, could do nothing against him. Ezreal grinned, before flying a bit away, hands grabbing his shoulder armor, taking it off in silence. Piece by piece, in a slow dance, the fae prince removed all of his clothing, using his wings to keep some intimate parts hidden at first.
Not breaking eye contact, he hummed slow notes, caressing his own skin. Licked the tips of his slender fingers, to slowly slide them down to his pink nubs. He knew them to be perky and quite the perfect size, the shade similar to his soft hair, but didn't expect them to be the reason why the warrior's stare finally moved away from his eyes.
Victory tickled his pit, just as he teased his nipples in torturous twists and pulls. He would gladly put on a show for this man called Kayn, if it meant seeing the way his cock would grow excited at the sight of his royal body. Because the soft member of the warrior was already a size that had the fae’s mouth watering.
Faes don’t have such… sizes. How big will it be once hard? I can’t wait to see it.
Ezreal kept on humming a song, voice velvety while he raised his knees to his chin, spreading his legs as he felt his length twitch. He had never tried putting on such a show for someone, and being stared at like this made him grow hot deep within. A game of power and lust between the two was enough for him to salivate. His hands went down his ribs, slow caresses descending on his hips, fingers reaching towards his pretty pink hole. Spreading his cheeks for his public, as the wings previously hiding his intimacy opened up elegantly, Ezreal felt his whole body shiver.
" Fuck. ", the warrior whispered under his breath, brows stuck in an angered expression.
The prince chuckled, his rim clenching around nothing at the movement. Feeling a bit high on lust, he observed the way Kayn's hand was gripping his shaft, which was slowly pumping blood.
"Like what you see?", he teased.
The warrior didn't answer with his words, and simply started rubbing his tip with his thumb. Ezreal licked his lips, as an idea went through his mind. Risky, but would probably be pretty rewarding… He let saliva pool in his mouth, before quickly teleporting right above his toy's member.
His senses filled with the manly scent of the man stuck in shock. The fae spit his saliva onto the reddening tip, lips nor tongue touching, before disappearing back to where he was, the whole ordeal happening in a snap of fingers.
"Better?", Ezreal asked, coating his fingers with what was left.
Kayn bit his lip. Hard.
Before pumping himself. Fast.
The fae couldn't contain his excitement anymore, as the sight of this thick, hard and lubed up length hypnotized him.
This was so much fun.
— ♠ —
Kayn felt like he was going insane. The dangerous but beautiful creature named Ezreal was still floating in the air as he matched Kayn's pace on himself, two fingers scissoring himself. His slender fingers were trying to dig deep inside, unable to reach a special spot, rim pink, wet and stretched. They were repeating the same movement, rubbing again and again, going in and out again and again, the sounds getting sloppier, so filthy rich in their wetness…
Kayn felt feverish. This was truly insane.
He pushed the knife he had been holding with his other hand all along between his teeth, keeping his groans at bay as he finally could use both hands along his length, grip tight but slowing down. He pumped himself following a torturous pace, watching the fae slow down too. Kayn breathed hard as he rubbed circles on his tip, along the slit, gaze so focused on the pink hole being abused in front of him. So beautiful, so pink… It’d probably taste sweet and poisonous like its owner.
The prince bit his lip as a moan threatened to come out at the sight of the warrior biting down hard on the knife, and Kayn enjoyed even more the sight of his humid green eyes and growing red cheeks.
"Is it fully hard now?", the fae questioned, eyes stuck on the swollen piece of flesh, his own fingers leaving his warm hole with a pop.
Kayn observed the lonely and empty hole clench around nothing, wet with spit. His throat felt dry, cock twitching hard in his tight grip. He took back the knife from his mouth, before leaning a bit back on the tree branch, spreading his strong thighs as an invitation. He rubbed his tip in slow circles, the fae's spit glistening under the movement again.
'Get him close. Then kill him.'
"Why don't you come check yourself?", Kayn smirked, all confident.
Ezreal had been looking hungry for more, and would probably not refuse. Still, the prince contemplated a bit, pink cock twitching against his stomach.
Pink cock, pink hair, pink lips, pink blush…
And that pink hole. Fuck did he want to thrust his cock deep inside it.
'Concentrate Kayn. Don't forget. Kill him.'
"I'll take you up on the offer.", the fae smiled, eyes hazy with lust, "But not before taking some precautions."
Ezreal snapped his fingers again, and this time, teleported the both of them to a different spot. Kayn was now sitting on a tree stump close to the pond, Ezreal on foot a few meters away from him, walking slowly towards the warrior, his hips swaying deliciously.
He still had his knife in his left hand, his grasp tightening around it.
"I'm not done yet.", Ezreal commented as vines grew from the grass, following the fae’s hands movements in the air, grabbing at Kayn's wrists and ankles.
The plants marked harsh red lines into his skin as their grip grew insanely strong in a few seconds. The one around his left hand spawned thorns, drawing blood. The pain so close to the nerves made Kayn's fingers twitch open, losing their grip around the knife's handle.
" Fuck –!", he cursed, jaw tightening as he sent an enraged look at the fae.
Ezreal picked it up from the ground, and juggled with it a bit in his own hand.
"Don't worry.", he chirped, putting the edge of the blade against Kayn's neck, keeping him still in place, "I'm not interested in using this."
He sat himself on Kayn's lap, grinding his erection against the warrior's just once. And with a flick of the wrist, threw the knife in the pond.
Softly placing his hands on Kayn's shoulders, Ezreal rubbed himself again on his cock, Kayn groaning at the feeling. The fae used his leverage to draw circles with his hips, making the warrior wonder how that would feel with his cock buried inside the prince. His rage had truly subsided with one swish of the prince’s hips, blood boiling down to his hard cock now.
‘Kayn. Stay concentrated.’
"Feels good…", the fae moaned softly, still smiling as he bit his lower lip. They were swollen at this point, and Kayn observed the way a tongue peaked through, wetting them properly, "Tell me Kayn, what do you need, now?"
‘Kayn.’
"I need you to shut up and suck my cock.", he growled, "That way you'll get to check how hard I am with that pretty mouth of yours.", Kayn smirked, and Ezreal smiled back.
— ♣ —
Ezreal was undeniably proud of his finding. This toy was so much fun. He looked quite gorgeous, attached with flowery vines around his wrists and ankles. He felt amazing against him, warm and hard. Looked handsome, smirking with big canines.
The prince lifted himself up from his lap, before kneeling down between his legs. He pushed his pink hair behind his ears, looking up with a knowing smile.
"Try not to cum too fast."
"That'll depend on your techn– Fuck. "
Ezreal had cut the snarky remark short with a nice swipe of his tongue along the slit. He could taste his own spit mixed with that thick bubble of precum. He hummed, wrapping his lips around the tip, eyes stuck on Kayn's face as he bobbed his head down smoothly, no gag reflex preventing him from reaching the base of it, nose tickled by dark hair.
And just as smoothly, he slid his tongue all along the length as he popped Kayn’s cock out with a loud and wet pop sound.
“Sorry, what were you saying?”, Ezreal smiled innocently, leaning his head to the side so he could rest it on Kayn’s thigh, a hand wrapped on his length to slowly pump it.
“You fucking assho–”
Ezreal went back to his meal, now licking and sucking as if his life depended on it, a hand holding and softly massaging his balls, sometimes taking the length out of his warm mouth to suck a mark on the warrior’s inner thigh. Kayn was visibly shaking at the overwhelming sensations, groaning and tightening his fists.
“You have such a nice dick. So heavy .”, Ezreal noted, looking deep in Kayn’s eyes as he slapped it on his tongue.
Oh and how feverish did the warrior look. A blush spread on his cheeks and ears, eyes so focused on taking all of it in, engraving the image of the prince on his knees, mouth wrapped around his tip.
“Stop.”, Kayn asked, trying to move his arms to no avail, the thorns digging deeper in his flesh.
Ezreal ignored him, going back to bob his head up and down, to properly tickle the back of his throat with Kayn’s cock, precum tasting salty on his tongue.
“I’m serious, I’ll– Fuck you won, okay? I’m gonna cum so stop–”
How easy.
Why would I prevent you from cumming now?
Ezreal kept his emerald eyes stuck on Kayn’s, as he went to keep all of his cock warm in his mouth, tongue massaging the rod with precise flicks, nose deep in Kayn’s dark hair. He purred , vibrations spreading all the way up the warrior’s spine, too happy to have his mouth full, the taste and smell of a strong man blurring all of his senses as pleasure hit him too. Kayn spilled his seed down his throat with a deep groan, so much of his fat cum making the prince gag on it, white bubbles popping from the sides of his mouth and nostrils. Tears gathered at the corner of his eyes, and when he went to free Kayn’s shaft, the heavy piece bobbing out of his mouth with cum strings glued to his lips, the prince witnessed another full body twitch from the warrior. He swallowed all he could, cum dripping down his chin as Kayn spilled a second time all over Ezreal's face with a pulse of his orgasm.
“ Fuuuuck –”, the warrior growled, throwing his head back.
The prince giggled from his high, face a mess, desperately licking his lips to keep the taste longer. They both took a few seconds to properly gather their thoughts, breathing rhythm calming down before Kayn raised his head again to look at the mess he made on the fae’s face with a proud smile.
"Happy?", the warrior asked, voice deep and velvety as he used a thumb to slide cum from Ezreal's cheek to push it inside his mouth.
Ezreal sucked on it happily with a nod, eyes hazy until it suddenly hit him.
The warrior was pushing his thumb even deeper, flattening the prince’s tongue, while his other hand was busy tugging a sweaty strand of hair behind his pointed ear.
He freed himself from the thorns.
— ♠ —
“Shh, it’s okay…”, Kayn whispered, a wicked smile tugging at the corner of his lips, as his hands wrapped a bit tighter again around the prince’s neck.
Ezreal’s eyes were tearing up, while Kayn’s glowed with a rare and dark feeling. The need to possess, push down, spread wide, and dominate .
‘Return the favor, Kayn.’, Rhaast cackled in his mind.
“I’m not gonna kill you sweetheart. You were so good to me…”, the warrior purred, breathing in the flowery scent of the other at the crook of his neck, “You just need a little bit more of… domesticating , hm?”
Green fury stared back at him, and Kayn would have been scared if the prince was not pathetically trying to breathe through his tightened airways, Kayn purposefully blocking it just enough to keep him conscious enough.
“How does it feel? To lose against a lowlife like me, just because you liked my dick way too much?”, the warrior teased, pushing a finger in Ezreal’s soft and ready hole without a warning, “Why don’t we make a deal darling–”, he added another and scissored the prince open, “No tricks from you anymore, I take you rough however I see fit, and by the time I’m done with you–”, he curled his fingers, “You’ll say your earnest thanks, and give me my gear back, hm?”
Kayn freed Ezreal’s neck but grabbed his jaw tight, just enough for the prince to breathe and answer properly, all the while getting fingered ruthlessly.
“Thank you ?”, Ezreal smirked, prideful, teary eyes still spilling salty pearls down his cheeks.
“You’ve had it in your hands and mouth, are you not curious about how a prey turned predator fucks a tight little asshole like yours as a revenge?”
The offer was clearly tempting the prince, emerald eyes shining just a bit more, hole clenching around three fingers just a bit tight. But it was a matter of pride, of accepting to lose just this round to be able to taste it.
‘What a perverted little creature.’
“I’ll make you lose your mind.”
‘And he’ll ask for more.’
“I’m gonna pump you full.”
‘He should thank his gods for his wings, as he won’t be using his legs for a while.’
“Don’t you wanna know how it feels to be used?”
‘Kill his survival instinct and submit him into your fucktoy.’
“Come on, Ezreal .”
Kayn purred the name, the syllabes rolling off his tongue smoothly like velvet, and the prince significantly melted in his hold, mind filled with the racy thoughts Kayn encouraged.
‘Good.’
“Good.”
Just a few seconds are needed for Kayn to pick up Ezreal and push him against a tree, the prince helplessly trying to grab at the bark to hold himself up.
“Oh no, not like that sweetheart.”, Kayn chuckled behind him, using brute force to push the small of Ezreal’s back, bending him down, “Perfect.”
Kayn licked his lips, a hand at the prince’s hip with fingers digging deep in the flesh to hold him how he wanted, the other spreading his buttcheeks, a thumb poking at the pink and glistening hole. Ezreal had just the time to breathe in once, then Kayn tensed his hips, and drove his bulging shaft in one go, cock so hard and thick that the prince’s whole body jerked up, knees rendered useless to hold him up.
“Whoa there–”, the warrior wrapped both hands around Ezreal’s waist, now holding him up completely with his own strength, the prince’s long gone as he was being pounded and pounded, the meat of his soft butt slapping against Kayn’s hips, reddening the skin excessively fast.
The fae cried, throaty moans getting louder with each thrusts, but a smile grew on his face, until Kayn slowed enough for him to express the words repeating in his mind.
"M–...More–!"
The warrior licked his bottom lip and slowly, torturously removed himself, a low and angry whine rumbling in the prince's throat as he turned around with whatever strength was left in him, shooting daggers at Kayn.
"What are you doing? I said more. "
Kayn smiled, something dark and wicked shifting in his hungry gaze, dick twitching just enough to slap against his abs in anticipation.
"I just want you to look at the human who's fucking you."
He grabbed Ezreal, lifted him up to push his back against the tree, strong arms holding his legs to properly fold the prince in place, his pink -almost red from abuse now- hole on show. A soft gasp left the prince's mouth, now excitedly waiting for the warrior's next move, eyes stuck on the thick piece of meat that was inside of him moments ago.
"Eyes on me.", Kayn ordered, and his voice dropped octaves just at the end, a red light in his eye glowing, "Prey."
Rhaast took over the warrior's body, their thoughts and movements mixing until the darkin won the ability to finally dominate the fae.
— ♣ —
"S-Slow d-down– Wait– Please–! ", Ezreal cried and begged, a hand wrapped around his throat tightening, "I-It's too m-much, I can't, I can't c-cum anym–"
"You can."
"N-No, p-please–"
"Come on pet, try again."
Something's wrong.
Something's wrong.
He's gonna kill me.
Shit. It feels–
Kayn's cock kept hitting the fae's deepest part with rushed hunger, with no signs of being done anytime soon, while Ezreal couldn't even begin to count how many times he had already spilled on their stomachs.
"Ah, there's nothing left?", the warrior's distorted voice asked with a smirk, the hand previously wrapped around Ezreal's neck reaching between them to gently stroke his half-hard cock.
Ezreal moaned with closed eyes and saliva spilling from the corner of his mouth, oversensitive. He bit down on his lips hard enough to draw blood, trying not to scream in a mix of pleasure and pain at the overwhelming sensations.
"Feeling good? ", the warrior teased, leaning in to bite Ezreal's pointy ear before tightening his hold on the prince's cock as he removed all of his length to slam it back in with brute force, " Come one pet, say it."
"F-Feels– Good–♡!", the fae cried, trying to hold onto the warrior's shoulders with his nails drawing blood in his skin, Ezreal’s hole clenching repeatedly around Kayn's cock.
"Sucking us in so well… You were made for this, uh?"
Kayn fucked Ezreal like a toy, overabusing his body with bites, especially liking a spot at the crook of his neck where the fae's naturally sickly sweet scent was proeminent. The fae was unable to form coherent thoughts, his voice broken, face sticky with tears and the rest of his cum.
I’m going to die– I’ll die fucked by this human– Shit, his dick– So good, oh–
"Rhaast."
The warrior's voice caught Ezreal's attention, finally back to its original sound. He looked at him with confusion as Kayn completely stilled.
"I'm not into fucking dead people."
"Who cares, take him.", his voice changed again, Kayn visibly fighting something inside of him.
"Get the fuck out, you've had your fill.", the warrior sighed, mindlessly going to clean Ezreal's tear-streaked cheeks with his thumb.
"You're lucky pet. You should let him cum inside as thanks.", the strange voice spilled again from Kayn's mouth, and the glow subsided from his eyes just as he shook his head.
"Sorry about that. Darkin .", he somewhat explained, tapping his temple with a finger.
Kayn slowly, as if not to hurt the prince, removed himself from his warm insides, holding him in his arms as he gently lowered them both to the ground, the fae prince now straddling his abs comfortably.
I can escape. Now–
"Oh no.", Kayn chuckled, rapidly grabbing ahold of Ezreal's waist to keep him there, " I' m not done."
"You–"
"I'll be gentle.", the warrior simply said, thumbs caressing Ezreal's hip bones, "You should've learned your lesson by now so… Let's enjoy ourselves."
And the moment Ezreal's body relaxed, carefully listening to Kayn's words, the warrior smiled.
Shit.
Kayn aligned the prince's hole to his dick, and pushed him down as he lifted his hips to meet him, his entire length disappearing back inside Ezreal.
"Y-You asshole –!!"
The warrior chuckled without a care in the world, way more interested in finally getting his 'turn' to fuck the fae however he wanted, getting some nice pick cock bouncing view as he pushed Ezreal up and down his own. A great way to also feel it hardening back to shape, slapping on his abs with wet sounds. All the fae could do was try and take deep breaths as saliva began to drip from the corners of his gaping mouth as he moaned, and whined, being fucked ruthlessly, the warrior pounding his even deeper with the new position.
"I-I don't like this–"
"Sure.", Kayn snorted, uncaring, taking what he wanted.
Ezreal saw stars again, fucked into submissiveness for the first time in his life, Kayn's cock so big he almost could feel it in his throat, stretching him so roughly but… it felt good. His supple insides squeezed the warrior’s length with every intense thrust, almost driving him to the point of insanity.
So good, that assho– Ah shit it's so good, I love it– It's so much better like this, riding that insane human dick– Why is it so big, shit–
"I can see you've stopped complaining now, are you having fun?", Kayn asked, giving Ezreal's butt a good slap that got him tightening deliciously around his length.
"S-Shut up–"
"It's good to know I'm a better lay than Rhaast.", he seemed to tell only himself, back to fucking the fae prince again.
Ezreal agreed without understanding completely. Whatever was happening just before was… nice, but nothing can compare to the way the warrior was now fucking into him, recognizing each reaction from the prince to adjust and pleasure him even more. Sure, it was still rough and fucking his head completely, but Kayn was taking him with a need to have Ezreal screaming in unashamed pleasure.
" K-Kayn– ", he moaned his name, and he swore he felt the warrior getting bigger inside him.
It was a wet mess, Ezreal's body completely accepting all of the other, welcoming for more. And Kayn seemed to enjoy himself. Under him, the warrior was biting his lips, arms muscles flexed as he used their strength to push Ezreal up and down his cock, grabbing his soft handles, fingers digging deep in the skin with need.
This– This is so good it's– Unfair. Aah really, I love this dick of his so much, I can feel its head stretching me deep, he's so hard and it's– Hot, warm, shit– So good. It's so good–
Something snapped in him, his entire body twitching as he leaned to grab something, anything to keep himself from losing consciousness, hands finding support on Kayn's -nice and sturdy- chest. His eyes shot wide open, mouth agape, moans loud and messy, Ezreal's cock twitched twice before squirting a thin and watery liquid all over the warrior, droplets even reaching the warrior's face.
" Fuck . Thought you had nothing left.", Kayn smirked and grabbed Ezreal's cock to stroke it, trying to get him to spill more of the liquid.
"K-Kayn, please– Shit, it's–"
"Feeling good princess?"
"You asshole–", he dug his nails into Kayn's chest, scratching with rage.
"You love that asshole's dick though–"
Dark clouds rumbled, the prince's constricted pupils showcased the beautiful sea of green that were his irises glowing with anger, and as he punched Kayn's face and wrapped his hands around his throat to strangle him, the warrior seemed quite unfazed by it. He even dared to smile, a corner of his lips lifting to show a sharp canine.
I should kill him. He's just a stupid human–
"That only gets me more turned on."
Is he… Wait.
"Why are you getting bigger?", the prince screamed at him, revolted, tightening his hold, trying so hard to throw him off his never-ending confidence.
"Do it just a bit harder and I'll cum.", the warrior warned.
And Ezreal believed him. The way his cock pulsed and throbbed inside of him, so hard and warm, stretching his walls beautifully was enough of a warning already.
And it angered the fae. But the rage was overthrown by something way more primitive. His body ached for it, calling for the warrior's seed, deep within. Claim it for himself, have it paint his insides, fill him up so full it would spill, have him fuck it back inside, listen to the squelching sounds–
"Bet?", Ezreal smiled, a smile so soft and warm it finally earned him a confused look from the other.
The prince lifted himself up, and slammed himself back down as he dug his nails into the warrior's neck with a stronger grasp. Precisely when Kayn's whole body contracted, Ezreal moved to have him quickly out of his hole, the fat cock slapping against the warrior's abs.
Ezreal grabbed his length, and tightened his hold so strongly Kayn let out a strangled cry before biting down on his lower lip to stop himself from whimpering pathetically at his denied orgasm.
" Come on pet, try again. ", Ezreal mimicked.
— ♠ —
The damn fae leaned in, licked Kayn's lips and teeth with a proud smile. And gently, ever so softly, flicked his wrist once, twice, and he dared to even do it a third time.
" S-Stop– ", Kayn breathed through gritted teeth.
"Say please.", Ezreal mocked him again.
This fucking little piece of–
"Beg me and I'll let you cum inside me."
Another slide of his wrapped fingers up and down.
Fucking hell–
"I can clearly see that you're in pain from staying like this, on the edge,", he giggled, biting Kayn's cheek, "It's just one word, Kayn."
It is just one word. But what about Kayn's pride as a warrior? Would he accept defeat just to pump the fae full of his seed?
Fuck yes.
" Please. "
Ezreal smiled, wicked and so proud, aligning his hungry hole with Kayn's cock, grabbing his jaw to have him look.
"Eyes on here, Kayn.", the fae breathed in, "Look at the mess you'll make.", he breathed out.
And slammed his ass against the warrior's hips, clenching down so hard that Kayn growled with pain and pleasure rendering him still, frozen as he could feel his orgasm come.
F-Fuck it's coming it's coming it's comin–
Ezreal rolled his hips once, a sharp hiss leaving Kayn's mouth as he twitched and pulsed inside the fae.
"Oh–", Ezreal shivered, feeling Kayn grabbing his hips to have him as close as possible as his veins were close to pop from how strongly the warrior's orgasm started to hit him.
He spilled, poured so much of his hot white cum inside, that bubbles started to pop out of Ezreal's hole, streaks squirting out as he was getting filled up fully.
"W-Wha–", the fae's eyes shot wide open as the warrior grinded his cock in and out after, milking himself to paint his walls even more, "That’s too much, stop–"
" Shut the fuck up. ", Kayn growled, grinding his teeth, as another wave hit him, a third too, so much of his cum getting pushed back in with his thrusts that the squelching sounds became so noisy it hid the sound of the wind and waterfall around them.
Kayn groaned, his voice a deep rumble like thunder as he finally slowed down. He was too blissed out to think properly, as Ezreal seemed shocked when the warrior asked one last thing of him.
"Cum on my face now.", the warrior demanded with a serious look on his face, "I'll say thanks."
— ♣ —
Oh and the prince shivered with excitement, stroking himself quickly with Kayn's cock still warm inside him. It only took a few pumps and the wild images of Kayn's face covered in his cum to send Ezreal over the edge, clear squirts starting to hit Kayn's chin and cheeks.
The warrior kept his eyes on Ezreal, locked a lustful gaze on him as he opened his mouth, stretched his tongue and welcomed drops of the fae's cum on it to taste.
Shit.
A wild blush bloomed on Ezreal's face, the warrior daring to smirk back at him.
"Thank you.", he said with a tilt to his head, finally calmed down.
Everything was a mess. Their hair was sticking with sweat, bodies covered with fluids, faces warm and red.
Shit.
I just had the most amazing sexual experience of my life with a stupid…
Human.
"Can I get my gear back now?", the warrior asked, and Ezreal immediately took the opportunity to teleport away, blinking back into a tall branch out of Kayn's view.
And with a snap of his fingers, teleported Kayn's armor and weapon next to him.
From afar, as he wrapped himself in big leaves and flapped his wings to fly away, ignoring the cum sliding along his legs, all he could hear was that deep and velvety, content laugh.
Shit.