Help me!

Uay paused at the door of the bedroom as his eyes fell upon his glowing surroundings. Dim candlelight bathed the bedroom from every direction, the flickering designs of their containments thrown upon the walls like the lettering of ancient runes. Oktavian pursed his pale lips as he blew lightly upon the wick of the last candle and the waxed twine glowed for a moment before it burst magically into flame. He turned and Uay’s glossy eyes rested weakly upon his graceful figure. Oktavian was already stripped down to nothing but a tight white tee and an equally snug thong, the slightest hint of blush already warming his cheeks at his own sexual bravery. Uay smiled in a weary way and took a few tired steps into the room. He gathered up Oktavian into his strong arms, laying slow kisses all along his neck.

 “I’m so tired...” He whispered pitifully.

“Mmm-Hmm...” Oktavian partly moaned into Uay’s ear, taking his words as a tease or ploy. Oktavian’s arms snacked around Uay’s waist and trailed seductively down his scarred back, slipping below the hem of Uay’s shirt once they reached it. The young man pulled Uay’s shirt off and allowed one hand to tease along Uay’s toned chest, sweeping delicately over a soft nipple and squeezing it lightly. Uay’s head lulled in forward exhaustion as his own hand raised to catch Oktavian’s exploring one and he laid a kiss upon its smooth back. 

“This all looks so wonderful, and you look hotter than the hells themselves...” He gave Oktavian an extremely lustful glance from below his half-shut eyelids, “But really, I’m just too tired tonight.... I’m sorry.” Uay turned shamefully and collapsed onto the nearby bed, creating chaotic rippling amongst all the candlelight. Oktavian’s shoulders sank a little as he realized the elf was not pulling a prank and for once was actually turning down sex. A pang of worry shot briefly through the young man. But he quickly recovered; If something serious besides fatigue was eating at Uay, he would have already known long before now. He pulled the blankets from below the elf and covered him up, crawling into bed alongside.

“Good Night, then, my love.” He whispered into Uay’s ear and laid a kiss upon his cheek. Uay mumbled incoherently as he was already nearly gone. The many candles flickered far into the night, dying off one by one until only the last few warriors were left to burn their glowing encryptions onto the ceiling above. Oktavian sat up, unable to sleep in the least. He had spent the last few hours lying on his side, memorizing the scars upon Uay’s back and recalling their times past. So long they had been together now, and so much had they overcome together... Oktavian smiled at the small ring upon his finger. It glinted and winked merrily at it always did, even where there was barely light for its gilded surface to reflect. Oktavian turned to his beautiful dreamer and stared at him for a long while as the mystic light rippled over him, an angel having fallen so far from the heavens’ grace. He leaned close as Uay rolled over onto his back, so close he could feel the moisture of the elf’s breath upon his own skin, and Oktavian kissed his pale lips lightly. Such bliss... 

The young man jerked back with a small squeak as he suddenly felt Uay’s tongue. “You were awake?! asshole!” Oktavian growled. Uay frowned and muttered a few more indistinct words, shifting a little as he slept. Oktavian stared at the still sleeping elf. He swept his long black hair uncomfortably back, nervously glancing about the room in habit before once again leaning down. His lips touched softly to Uay’s and almost instantly he again received the elf’s hungry tongue. It pressed forcefully into his mouth, caressing whatever surface it found and reaching as far back as it could. A little slow moan escaped Uay’s throat as the kissed heated further, and Oktavian closed his eyes, fighting back. Oktavian finally pulled away as he remembered the elf was sleeping. He quickly rolled over onto his side of the bed, not even realizing that in the process he had crawled atop the elf and not even realizing what his own fingers had been stroking unconsciously the whole while. He cursed frantically at the warm ache and throb in his own nether regions, his hands clutching in frustration to the bed sheets as he bit back a pitiful whine. He wanted some; NOW. After a few more vulgar remarks directed at no-one in particular, Oktavian rolled over, shaking Uay’s shoulder lightly. “Uay?” He whispered. The elf grunted coarsely in response and sighed. “Uay, I’m really, reeeeally horny!”

“Cool...” Uay stated tiredly and attempted to roll over, but Oktavian caught him by the shoulder. 
“UAY!”
“FUCK!” Uay rolled quickly towards the young elf, dominating his mouth in a swift assault. He was met by no resistance as Oktavian’s body began to fall limp against him. Uay reached down and his fingers were instantly past the thong as he grasped viciously at Oktavian’s arousal, pumping roughly so that pained whimpers and moans echoed in his ears. The erect shaft throbbed impatiently in his hand as he gave one last squeeze and tug, licked across the young man’s lips, then simply released him. Oktavian whined loudly, having already been so close to his climax when the elf had left off. “There.” Uay stated and rolled over to place his back to Oktavian.

“That didn’t fucking help, you cock-sucking asshole!” Oktavian snarled breathlessly into Uay’s ear. A hot tremor of lust shivered up and down Oktavian’s spine, and he moaned impatiently as he pressed his face pleadingly into the elf's neck. “Pleeeeeeease...” He mumbled into a silken tumble of Uay’s long white hair, “Please?” When the elf did not respond, Oktavian trailed his fingers along the elf’s body, beginning at his smooth thigh and traveling tauntingly up to his neck. Oktavian toyed gently with Uay’s Adam's apple. “You’re neck is so lovely, “He whispered devilishly, “So strong...and beautiful...and such a wonderful flavor... I could just rip it out and eat it.” Uay whimpered a little at the dark comment, though as Oktavian’s hand again wandered downwards, he was not disappointed with the new hardness within the elf’s pants. “Just a quickie.” Oktavian whispered deviously as he fingers kneaded Uay’s quickly developing bulge. His willowy fingers grasped roughly at Uay’s shoulders as he pulled the elf atop him and he moaned hopefully. Uay tiredly opened his eyes and regarded the pitiful young man writhing impatiently below him. A defeated smile tickled across his still sleepy features, and with a small chuckle he laid a short kiss upon Oktavian’s lips. 

“I don’t know how you do it...” He sighed and shook his head, rubbing the golden slumbers from his eyes, “But how can I resist?” The powerful muscles on his upper arms flexed as he pushed himself up to sitting position upon Oktavian and shifted uncomfortably. He flexed his body further and a small squeak sounded as he yawned widely, taking a moment to gather his hair behind him and push his pallid bangs from his eyes as they shimmered in the shadowy room. Uay traced his fingers seductively down Oktavian’s sides and the young man whimpered and whined, squirming as he took Uay’s hands and linked them with his own. Uay’s light chuckle at Oktavian’s desperate actions turned into another yawn as he maneuvered himself and his lover. As much as Uay loved foreplay and teasing, he could smell Oktavian’s anticipation and hunger, so he decided to go straight in for the kill. He hooked Oktavian’s knees over his shoulders in the familiar position, his hands grasping even more powerfully at the beautiful body below him as he unexpectedly found himself wide awake. A sudden wave of burning eroticism splashed over him as Oktavian twisted distraughtly, his waist first curving from side to side with a snake-like charm and then his back arching up into its own godly perfection. Uay’s breath caught in his chest as their eyes met. Oktavian still shifted anxiously again below Uay, though their eyes remained locked.

“Please...” Oktavian begged, “Uay... I love you... please...” Uay remained entranced for a while longer, everything around him so slow as he looked down upon the perfect beauty he was in the process of defiling, a rose touched by flame. Uay swallowed and broke his lusty gaze, caressing Oktavian’s inner thigh as he bent down to kiss Oktavian’s stomach. His licked his own fingers and pressed them into Oktavian, sliding them in and out briefly, licking his lips hungrily as he listened to every delicious gasp that escaped the young man’s lips. With one last dark, lowered glance and a familiar grin he pierced into Oktavian deeply and a smile finally graced the young man’s pale features, his body tensing and relaxing rapidly as Uay slowly pushed himself in all the way. The elf prince bent lithely, trailing his tongue along Oktavian’s member to gather the luscious flavor of his bare skin and concealed intimacy pulsing readily within. Already the young man had spilled upon himself with Uay’s first thrusting as it commenced so smoothly now, and the elf only gladly licked the creamy mess from Oktavian’s lower parts.