Henry Icarus

[icxnvc]

Sai could barely register what hit him before he was face down on the couch with something vaguely dick shaped in his line of vision. He didn't need his glasses to register what is was because despite not owning any of his own, Chaisai wasn't an absolute moron. "Yes, si-ah," he was trying to play nice, but the hand in his hair was enough to make his mind go blank for a moment. This wasn't why he'd grown his hair out, but it was turning into a great excuse to leave it long. "Fuck...yes, sir," Sai managed to breathe out between the smack on his ass and the continued yanking on his hair. Still, Sai chose to listen this time, rolling as gingerly as he could onto his back, tilting his head slightly and opening his mouth. He was all too aware of the hand still holding him and the thinly veiled anger that was coursing through Ike's body.

[hjicarus]

"There we go." Icarus did not wait to slide into Sai's mouth. He grunted at the heated wetness that enveloped him. This time he was careful to not shove himself too far down for too long. Just quick juts of his hips in and out. It was satisfying, but not enough. Abruptly he let go of Sai and pulled completely away. His muscular frame sat down onto the couch, his own hand slowly stroking his cock. "You're going to suck my cock until I tell you to stop." In this way Icarus could give Sai the control over this particular act without losing his own authority. "Be a good boy and suck."

[aurorayoung]

But she wasn't lying so maybe he just had a bad lie detector like she did? Rory just groaned and sat back, figuring she would make herself comfortable anyway despite his clear insult. If Rory had any self-esteem about her magic, she would have objected but it really was pathetic. The shifter was right--she was a sorry excuse for a witch.

The moment they entered the building, Rory was immediately able to sense the magical barrier that surrounded it, letting her know that her call for help would no longer be answered. Well, she lived a decent life, she supposed.

At least, that was what she thought two days ago. Two. Fucking. Days. Ago.

Rory was not the type to swear but if he was going to kill her, he seriously didn't have to wait two days to do it. What was she even doing here? Was he just going to wait until she died of old age? Rory had tried to break a crack in the magical barrier but her strength wasn't even enough to tickle it let alone crack it so she was stuck doing nothing but sitting around and wait. She even had time to do some workouts because at least that got the energy out. Was that why people in prison ended up getting ripped?

When he finally entered the room, Rory couldn't help but glare at him. While she initially resigned herself to death, feeling that it was her fault for stepping into a bad situation, his idea to drag it out and torture her by making her go slightly stir crazy was all him. She was angry and he was right, maybe he should have expected a bit of a fight? Or at least an annoyance.

Rory mumbled a quick incantation and sent the man flying right into the wall. It wasn't hard, not even nearly enough to hurt him, but she was pissed and him wanting to play a game with that cocky look on his face made her want to wipe it off of him. "Asshole," she spat.

With that, she raised her hand in surrender. "Ok, I surrender. That's all I had offensively, though you should be grateful I didn't try to start a fire or explosion." Rory didn't have the magic power for anything big, but making any object go boom was a specialty of hers. Regardless, no matter how angry she was, she was sure there were innocent people somewhere in the building and blowing it up or burning it down wasn't deserved.

[hjicarus]

"Guilty as charged." Her spell could have angered him and if he hadn't been in such a giddy mood looking forward to their game it most certainly would have. Instead Icarus simply let out gruff chuckle as he straightened himself up back into a standing position. "You're lucky I'm in such a forgiving mood." His voice was poised to tease her, taunt at her delicate sensibilities. Two sharp raps sounded against the door. "Oh goody, our game is ready."

Icarus stepped back to the door, pulling it open with a mock boy and gesturing to it with a politely extended arm. "After you, little witch. Rylan will show you where you need to go. I'll be along shortly. He watched as one of his men lead her down the hall and to the right. Icarus knew what awaited her and felt giddy with anticipation. He could still hear his victims screams for help and it wouldn't be long now before the witch could hear them too. His keen senses allowed him to hear exactly the moment she stepped into the room, the door locking behind her with a solid click. For now, the man that was in there with her was chained, arms and legs spread eagle from where he was suspended as if on a cross. He was filthy, covered in his own bodily functions from his trip in the shipping container. Ike could hear as hope entered the man's voice as he spoke to the witch. "Please, girl. You have to help me. The man. The man that lives here. He's not right in the head. He's not he's not. He means to kill me. Painfully. Please. Let me out. PLEASE!"

It was entertaining to hear the way the witch's heart sped up. Icarus left her in there alone with the man for almost thirty minutes before entering behind her. "So little witch. I see you've met Allen. Not the most pleasant fellow, is he? Personally, I think he could use a bath. What do you think?"

[icxnvc]

"Am I?" For the first time that evening, a genuine cheshire cat grin crossed Chaisai's face. Perhaps he was a little manic with the pleasure and stress of the evening, but it worked for him. He wanted more of it, and if he had to tease it back out of Icarus, he's have no problem doing so. "Going to make me?" He teased, head leaning back as he was pulled. Sai had enough core strength to stay upright, but soon gravity would take him regardless of his strength. "Yes, sir," he gave a little salute and returned to his feet, though still between Icarus' knees. Now, now he was having fun with it, his confidence in himself returning ten-fold, even as he was pushed to his knees.

That part, Sai did not fight, after all, he had asked for Icarus to take control again, and it would be rather rude of him to not then follow through with allowing it. Asking for it wouldn't stop Sai from turning it into a fun game for himself. Even now, with Ike's cock repeatedly hitting his cheeks and sticking slightly due to his own cum, Sai stared up at Ike with a smirk on his lips. He didn't move to resist any of it, only allowing his jaw to drop ever so slightly in respect for Ike's actions. "Me? Want to hear me say please...and say how much I want your cock in my mouth...how good I think will taste," he laughed, a deep, grating sound from low in his throat, "Want me to beg you to fuck me? Please?"

[hjicarus]

In one fluid motion Ike locked his arm around Sai's waist, flipping him face down on the couch. "You'll speak to me with respect," From a drawer in the coffee table he pulled out a thick dildo, "Or you won't get to speak at all." He made sure to leave the toy where it would rest in Sai's line of vision. Icarus was done playing games. Sai was clearly still interested in spite of what had happened earlier and Ike's patience was wearing perilously thin. When Sai did not immediately respond a hand fisted into black locks and pulled his head back so roughly that his torso bent back slightly with his head. The other hand smacked with a sting against Sai's ass. "When I tell you to do somethings its 'yes sir' do you understand?" He tightened his hold on Sai's hair and gave him another smack before letting him go. "Now roll over on your back and open your fucking mouth."

[aurorayoung]

Grab her? "Wait!" Before Rory could say much else, she was being manhandled by a few men and escorted into a car, her eyes immediately blindfolded for fairly obvious nefarious reasons. Well, there goes her glasses. She sat squished between too overly muscled men (she could feel it) and while her heart was racing, she didn't really fight, resigning herself to whatever fate had in store.

It was almost ironic really. She worked for the largest drug dealers in the city and somehow found herself being caught up in a non-drug deal and have her life potentially threatened for it. Like her parents, her potential death right now was painfully pedestrian.

As she sat, she played with one of the rings on her fingers, injecting just the tiniest bit of magic to alert her coven that she was in danger. At least they could find her body and make sure it wasn't used for inappropriate magical experiments, right? Not that she wasn't the only one who thought it would be mildly interesting (but wildly unethical) to do so.

"You know, uh, you can just drop me off somewhere. I promise I won't say anything. I didn't even see what you all were trading or whatever."

[hjicarus]

The various smells from the dock had masked something vitally important that his lupine senses could now keenly pick up on. The young girl blindfolded and bound in the backseat of the SUV was a witch. It made his initial plan obsolete. A vampire wouldn't be able to glamour away her memories. He would have to find another way to ensure her silence. Her words breach his thought process and a derogatory chuckle parts from his lips, "You're not half as good a liar as you seem to think you are." Ike decided to dig his jibe in further, "And apparently a very sorry excuse for a witch. I would have expected at least some fight. But this? This is just shameful."

The rest of the ride continued on in silence from his end. His mind had drifted to the pleasure he would feel at finally getting to inflict pain on the man imprisoned in the shipping create in the cargo truck following behind them. He imagined every way in which he could torture, brutalize, and subjugate. This would be fun. When they pulled up to the condo complex, of which he owned the top three floors, Ike left instructions with the men to get her situated in one of the guest rooms on the second floor. He didn't let her hear his plan. Let her think she was going to some unspeakable hell. It would be entertaining to hear her heart rate increase with fear.

Two days passed before Icarus decided to pay a visit to the little witch. She had fallen to the bottom of his priority ladder. Until a solution for her existence had presented itself. Icarus did not bother to knock as he entered the guest room. The door closed behind him with a click as his back moved to rest against it. His ice-blue eyes were cruelly mischievous as he gazed down upon her rather tiny form. "How would you like to play a game, little witch?"

[icxnvc]

"Okay," Sai replied breathlessly. He'd have time to evaluate that fact later, when his fingertips weren't tingling and his heart wasn't racing. Not that he was deeply worried about being taken care of, it wasn't why he was here after all. "I...I'll try my best to not," his voice was soft as his body and mind returned to itself just slightly, "I'm...not used to this." Sai tried to gesture vaguely between them, but with his hands behind his back, it was more a twitch of his shoulders than much else. Even so, he was referring to the roles, but he supposed it could stand to represent everything they were doing at the moment.

With his hair now stuck to his face with sweat, Sai tilted his head back to try and remove it sans hands. It didn't work well and when his body jerked forward again, he was back to square one. His hips shifted back and just a few centimeters away from Ike's hands as overstimulation began to creep up his spine. "That's much," he mumbled, "Fuck." The younger male managed to pick himself back up, sitting upright once more in Ike's lap. Sai made sure his posture was correct even now. By the end of the night he might not have dignity left, but he'd look good doing it.

The question gave Sai pause, and he hoped it didn't immediately show on his face. He had a fairly good poker face, but Icarus wouldn't be easy to fool and he knew it. "Do you want? You're in charge." It came out as more of challenge than Sai was intending, but he couldn't help it. With his blood returning to his brain, his personality returned. "I thought you wanted me to submit, yeah?" A smirk slid right into place on Sai's lips and he fluttered his eyelashes teasingly before returning the oddly gentle kiss. He was calculating how to slide to his knees, but with his hands still held in place, it seemed more like he'd fall on his face than anything else. Suddenly, a look that was nothing but pure mischief crossed his face, flashing most obviously in his eyes. "Sir."

[hjicarus]

The cheek of this man. Icarus let go of Sai's arms. The smile that stretched across his features distinctly wolfish. "You're going to regret that," his teeth nipped harshly where throat met shoulder. He'd allowed them to shift just sharp enough to draw blood. A hand combed Sai's hair back away from his face, a sweet gesture, until he began to pull him back and off his lap. Ike was careful to keep his grip close to the base of Sai's skull so as not to actually pull his hair. "Get up," a shove along with the pulling of hair finally moved the other man off his lap. Icarus stood and used the new height to push Sai the rest of the way down onto his knees.

Taking his hardened member into his hand Icarus slapped it gently against Sai's cheek, transferring some of Sai's own cum onto his face. The process was repeated on the other side of his face before Ike began to rub the tip of his cock against Sai's closed mouth. With gentle force he pushed just the tip inside the hot wet space. "Good boy." Again and again he repeated the motion, a smirk on his features. Before the incident Sai had seemed to enjoy going down on him. "I want you to beg." His dick was once more used to slap Sai's face, the derogatory motion repeated over and over as Ike smirked down at him, "Beg me to fuck your pretty little mouth."

[icxnvc]

Sai didn't recognize the change in Ike's expression, nor did he know what it meant, and nor could he see it very well, but he knew what the hands on his body meant. That he was intimately familiar will. "Just so you know," he mumbled while settling into the older man's lap, "My eyesight without my glasses is horrendous. I can't see you very well right now, so...please take care with that." Sai didn't want to say he trusted Icarus, because he didn't, but he was extending a trust to the man that was probably foolish and needed to be said. Especially after everything that happened a moment ago.

It was easy enough to push into the back of his mind while their lips reconnected and his body fell into old habits, grinding lightly into Ike's lap. The roll of his hips was even and in time with the play of their lips until Ike pulled his head back again. The moan that slipped past Sai's parted lips was more of a whimpered sigh than a moan and he leaned back into the pull. His eyes drifted shut and his body went a bit slack at the addition of attention to his neck. Sai was sensitive, especially at the little spot just below his ear that Icarus seemed to unconsciously, or consciously take note of.

The boy was to far gone between to care that he should be fighting back or running away right now. His flight instinct didn't exist, and his fight instinct was quelled by the red hot arousal that ran through his body at being called good and the need for his mind to fall silent. "Chai," he nodded, eyes still closed and hips jerking just slightly into Ike's grip, "Kharuna." Even his subconscious mind recognized the need for formality in this affair, it didn't matter that Sai was laying his body, mind, and soul as bare as he could in this moment. Ike would punish him for disrespect, it was obvious.

With every passing stroke, Sai's body tightened a bit more until he was forced to cover his mouth to stifle the sounds that his mind were begging him to let out. He was leaning fully against Ike's body to hold him up, and his thighs had started to gently shake a moment ago. "I want," he moaned, though it was muffled behind his hand. It took barely a moment longer after that for a shudder to run the entire length of his body as he whimpered softly into his orgasm.

[hjicarus]

"Don't worry," the words were murmured against Sai's neck, "I'll take care of you." This time he wouldn't fail. All that mattered to Icarus right now was getting the man out of his own head. He knew from experience that what was going on in there wasn't pleasant. So when his body began to shudder and a soft moan slipped out he knew he was on the right track. To watch the way Sai covered his mouth to hide his pleasure saddened Ike. So he moved it away, the hand that was in his hair pinning his hands behind his back. His grip was like an vice. "I never want you to hide from me." A command and a promise all in one. The way in which Sai's body moved as he came was beautiful to watch. Icarus was left enthralled. The movements of his hand continued well past the intitial orgasm. He knew from experience how sensitive a man was so soon after climax and he wanted to make sure that the pleasure for Sai didn't immediately stop. When finally the other man fell forwards against his chest, Ike chuckled, lips trailing a line of kisses from jawline to ear where he caught the lobe between his teeth.

Ike's own cock was coated in Sai's semen, the liquid hot against his skin. He tilted Sai's head back to kiss him with a soft hunger. For a few moments they stayed that way, lazily kissing until Icarus pulled back just enough to speak. "Do you want to taste yourself on me?" It was a question now because a boundary had been crossed during this same activity earlier and he wanted to make sure Sai was comfortable with such a task.

[aurorayoung]

Who: @adportasstarters

Where: Somewhere sketchy at the docks

Rory had a very bad habit of having her eyes glued to various screens so it wasn't uncommon to find her walking around with her eyes down and staring at her phone. She liked to think she had a good excuse this time though since she was simply following a GPS marker to her destination.

She had spent the last month tracking down a dealer who had in his possession a magical object that was from the early 1900s. It was rare and the moment she found him, she didn't hesitate to set up a deal with him and it didn't matter very much to her where or how the deal would be completed so long as she got a hold of the item in the end.

However, it was clear that they weren't the only people who thought the docks would be abandoned at night and when Rory found herself walking right into the middle of some sort of deal, with many people looking at her, weapons in hand, she realized she probably should have chosen a better location.

She pushed up her glasses and gave the group a small nervous smile. "Oh, um, sorry to interrupt, I'm just going to make my way back to my car now..." She awkwardly gestured back to the direction she had come from, hoping they would just forgive her and let her go.

[hjicarus]

Icarus had been able to hear the girl making her way towards them for close to fifteen minutes. Her foot falls appeared to be loud and clumsy and as she drew nearer even the humans of the group were able to notice her approach. It always amazed him how oblivious humans could be about their surroundings. They were prey for so many things in this world and yet they wandered through it as though permanently obtuse. He was one of the only men in the group without a weapon at hand. There was no need. Over the years he had worked his shift down to a mere minute, more than enough time to intervene should something go wrong.

Not that he expected anything of that nature to happen tonight. This was simply transport. Some of his men from London had brought him a gift. It screamed in the animal transport crate, begging whoever would listen to let them go. He was a man Icarus had set his sights on long ago. One of the men his father had paid to help him experiment on his son and Ike never forgot a smell. "You're a long way from home, kid." His brow quirked up. She had likely heard too much by this point. "Shame you had to wander down here on transport day. I would've been able to let you go, otherwise."

He meant to no harm to the girl. Not that she would know that. Icarus simply needed to keep her held up until a vampire friend could come by and wipe the incident from her mind. "Grab her and lets go."

[icxnvc]

Coming into this night, Sai was already exhausted. He sleep schedule was fucked up, his brain was on fire, and at every turn there was somebody there to laugh in his face. Now, he didn't know how to feel. The exhaustion had seeped into his bones, the panic turned his skin into pure electricity, and somewhere underneath it all was a voice that was begging for somebody to touch him, hold him, make him feel real again. They all conflicted and nobody was winning. He'd been about to reach out to Icarus once more when the man jumped away from him with a shout of a word that Sai's mind was too muddled to comprehend right now.

The anger in front of him should've terrified him, but as Sai's hand fell limply back to his side, he found himself numb once again. As quickly as all the sensation in his body had been flipped on, it flipped back off. It didn't prevent him from spooking every so slightly at the loud noises, purely out of an instinct he couldn't control, but otherwise, Sai watched the destruction with a bored expression. He'd witnessed anger, shame, and aggression far worse than what happened before him now. Perhaps he'd never seen such an impressive display of strength, but that was neither here nor there. It helped that one of his contacts had fallen out along with his tears a moment prior and he could hardly see.

Chaisai elected to double down on his stupid decisions and remove the other contact, discarding it on top of his previous discarded jeans. "I know you didn't," Sai murmured, his voice scratchy from their previous activities, "What you did...is not one percent as bad as the thing that makes me scared for not breathing. I'm not scared of you, only the memory." The younger male composed himself slightly, blinking up at Icarus and extending one hand to him despite not being able to judge how far away he was standing. "You promised me you'd help me shut the thoughts away...don't break that promise. Or I'll have to go home and do it myself."

[hjicarus]

Something inside of Ike shattered as he took in Sai's words and the sight of him on the ground, hand outstretched in supplication. Acting on instinct alone Icarus closed the distance between them. With ease he pulled Sai's form on top of his so that he straddled him. During his outburst Ike had gone soft, but even this small skin to skin contact had him hardening at a rapid pace. One hand cupped Sai's face sweetly as he crashed their lips together. It was different from that first bruising kiss. This time Icarus wanted to encourage Sai to come out to play on his own.

Remembering the way Sai had moaned when a hand had fisted into his hair, Ike repeated the action. Tugging his head roughly back so that his mouth could begin an assault on his neck. Teeth nipped at the sensitive skin above his pulse point before his lips continued down to his collar bone, licking and sucking.

Ike's hips had begun to move as they had kissed, causing their cocks to rub together with each movement. It felt good. But Icarus' only concern at the moment was Sai's pleasure. Lube warmed in his hand was spread along Sai's cock so that when Ike began to work him over his palm slid down the hard shaft with exquisite smoothness. Once more his pink teased Sai's urethra, fully aware of the overly sensitive nerves that resided there. This time he did not stop as his lover began to tense. He crooned to him, "You're such a good boy." His movements picked up, "I want you to cum for me." It may have seemed too soon after the start of their renewed activities, but Ike planned on completely draining Sai as the night wore on until the slender man was a blissful mess incapable of thought.

[icxnvc]

Regardless of his role in any sexual interaction, Sai thrived on hearing his partners pleasure. Whether that was noises, grabbing onto things, or whatever their brand of reaction was, he adored it. Hearing it come from Ike was no different. Sai was determined to work harder for the man, humming softly each time he sunk back down, and making sure to touch his tongue to every inch of Ike's cock every time he pulled back off. Though the first time Sai genuinely moaned was in direct response to the harsh hand in his hair. It brought him to a pause, allowing Ike to take further control of the situation, leaving Sai to grip tightly to the couch with legs spread wide to keep him balanced.

That was fine, Sai even spent a passing moment debating if he was more into having his face fucked than he originally thought. Until it wasn't fun anymore. Until, just for the briefest of moments, Sai noticed he had no ability to catch his breath. Even with his eyes closed, Sai could see the image burned behind his eyes of his own body thrashing, his head shoved into a black hole that his memories recalled as being water. Reliving this short moment was enough for him to lose his surroundings and not noticed Ike pulling away from him.

The younger man collapsed back onto his heels, gasping and bringing his arms up in front of his chest defensively, his hands balled into fists. "Kharuna mai," he cried, his eyes glazed over in panic and memory for a brief moment more. "I...I...I'm sorry." It took a few times of Sai blinking to register Ike's face in front of him instead of somebody else, instead of a face he didn't want to remember, "Uhm...yeah. Yeah...I think so."

[hjicarus]

Icarus visibly flinched when he heard Sai cry out. The sheer panic sent his own mind reeling. Rusty chains digging into his bruised wrists. A needle full of something he couldn't identify. Laughter. A deep breath in and Ike tried to push the thoughts back. To shift his attention back to Sai, to the man whose boundary he had crossed. He felt like he was going to be physically ill. Sai's words that he was okay, the pitiful reassurance allowed him to stand. "Motherfuck!" His anger at himself was a sharp horizon, brought forward tenfold by the images that had run through his mind as he worried over Sai.

The forgotten glass of Brandy was hurled at the wall with such force it dented the dry-wall where it had shattered on impact. A hand ran through his hair in frustration. Shame so deep he could only pull furiously at the short locks, face contorted into one of rage. Ike was careful to keep his shame-laced anger far from Sai. Across the room he took out the fury he felt at himself on his desk. His in human strength allowed him to haul the thing over with ease. Wood splintered and flew. All that remained of the ornate piece of office furniture were would chips. His hands bled. It was not until he stopped, the energy suddenly drained out of him, that Ike realized he had been crying the entire time.

His eyes squeezed shut. Too afraid to look over at the man he had invited into this mess. One he had promised not to harm. The words he spoke next choked him, the strong voice from before just a crack. "I'm just like my father." A fist flew out to punch into the wall. Ike ignored the pain from his already bloodied knuckles. "I'm so sorry, Chaisai. I didn-- I never meant," there was a sharp intake of breath, "It was never my intention to harm you. Please know that."

[icxnvc]

Being called a good boy was a new experience for Sai and his whole being wasn't sure how to react to it. On one hand, the kindness was confusing, it felt wrong, but on the other hand, it felt nice to be called anything other than weak. He wasn't weak, he was good, why couldn't he remember that? These thoughts were threatening to consume him while his hand continued to work over his cock. In fact, the only thing that pulled him from his distraction was Icarus suddenly pushing Sai's hand away. "Hm?" The younger male whimpered softly in confusion. He didn't have long to be confused before the sensation of Ike's hand on him consumed him whole. It felt like he was burning up from the inside out. It wasn't enough for Sai to make any sounds louder than soft whimpers, he was doing his best to stay as quiet as he could, which wasn't unusual for him. "Aya," Sai repeated, his hands balling into fists and eyes scrunching shut at the sensation.

His whole body was tense by the time Icarus let go of him, and as soon as he did, Sai's shoulders slumped forward. At some point, he'd started holding his breath without realizing, and his chest now heaved under the stress of trying to catch up. "Ok," he huffed, pausing for just a moment before sinking slowly to his knees between Ike's legs, "I do." At the very least, this was familiar to Sai. The way he could wrap his lips around Ike's cock and slowly sink the man deep within his throat was easy. Sai didn't have to doubt himself here.

[hjicarus]

Icarus bit back a groan. The sensation of Sai's hot, wet mouth enveloping his engorged cock more pleasurable than he had imagined. It was too soon to moan so instead he focused on keeping his hips still. One hand tangled into Sai's hair, moving his head up and down at his preferred pace. Soon soft grunts and moans fell from his lips. "Fuck." His hips lifted. Ike's other hand gripped onto a handful of dark, silky strands. This new grip allowed him to hold Sai's head in place as he moved his hips sharply. Ike's cock slid down Sai's throat with little resistance and the second time he pushed it in all the way to the shaft. He allowed his hips to buck and roll, not releasing his grip until he felt Sai begin to gag, remembering that not being able to breathe was a hard limit for him.

Guilt branded him like a hot iron. Immediately he was knelt on the floor in front of Sai. Hands gently cupped his lovers face, thumbs smoothing soothingly over his cheeks. "I'm sorry." There was a twinge of pain to his voice. The fact that he might have gone too far made him ache. I'm no better than my father. Ike tried to shake the thought off but couldn't.

For the first time that evening his face showed true emotion. Hues of icy blue were filled with fear and his brow was creased in a worry. An uncharacteristic frown completed the shameful visage. "Are you alright?"

[icxnvc]

The lack of shyness on Sai's face presented itself in the slight hesitation in his steps towards Icarus. As well as in the ground breath he took right before he reached the man. "Thank you," he whispered again, goosebumps breaking out over each inch of skin that Icarus' hands were touching. It was weird in a good way, in a way Chaisai barely remembered physical contact being allowed to be. He was still afraid of the consequences of Icarus' kindness that he couldn't anticipate. "Ah," he hissed with each touch of teeth to his hypersensitive skin. His chin dropped slightly and a curtain of silky black hair fell forward to cover his face and the reddening of both his cheeks and the tips of his ears. "Aya!" Sai exclaimed, jumping slightly in response to the harsh bite, but it spurred him on immediately. Without a third thought, because there was certainly a second thought, he wrapped his hand around his slowly thickening cock and began working himself over.

[hjicarus]

“Good boy.” The moment Sai began to comply Ike ran over the slight wound with his tongue, soothing the sting. He hadn’t drawn blood, but there would be a bruise tomorrow he was sure. His gaze flicked down to watch the way the other touched themselves. With stroke across the cock it swelled, blood rushing to the member until it was rock hard. Fully at attention it was a sight that Ike knew he could get used to. Slowly he pulled Sai’s hand away from himself and replaced it with his own. Slow, even passes up and down the hardened shaft. A bottle of lube was in his free hand then, squirting onto the tip of Sai’s cock as the hand that stroked him spread it all along his length. Ike’s hand began to move faster, almost too fast to be human. “Don’t move.” He ground out the command as the pinky of his free hand dipped slightly into Sai’s urethra, stimulating the extremely sensitive nerve endings there.

When it seemed that Sai was about to cum, at least as close as Icarus could guess without having seen the phenomenon yet, he pulled his touch away completely. "Kneel." He stood as Sai lowered, fingers making quick work of the button and zipper of his pants. The small release of pressure was all that was needed for Ike's own cock to spring forward, hard and ready. "You know what to do."

[hjicarus]

His gaze was greedy as he drunk in the sight of a naked Sai before him. The lines of his body were supple yet rigid in a way that was sure to drive Icarus mad. A long finger crooked, beckoning Sai to him, gaze glued to the man's form. He only let Sai stop when he was close enough to reach, strong arms reaching out and hands gripping hips so that he could pull him all the way in. Rather than allow Sai to climb onto his lap, Ike left him standing. Without breaking eye-contact he leaned down and nipped lightly at first one hip bone and then the other. "Gorgeous." Voice gruff with lustful appreciation his hands slipped across smooth skin to the inside of Sai's thighs.

The man's cock was level with his face, yet Icarus purposefully ignored it. Choosing instead to continue to nip and suck along Sai's waist. "Touch yourself." When the command wasn't immediately followed he bit down hard into Sai's skin. "Now."

[icxnvc]

Sai allowed himself to be pulled forward, not fighting the tug because this was not a fight worth picking. He’d signed up for this, it was what he just agreed to. Still, hearing the door lock behind him was simultaneously a relief and horrifying. It signified that Sai had made a decision and he needed to stick by it, but there was a small amount of anxiety running through him that convinced him he was trapped. “Thank you,” he whispered, internally begging his mind to calm down. He didn’t actually feel overwhelmed or scared, just frustrated at himself.

“Chai...yes...sorry. My brain thinks in Thai and sometimes Korean first, it is taking me sometimes a moment to force the correct words.” The concept of safe words were not new to Chaisai, he was not usually in his current position, but he was glad to have something slightly familiar in a room so foreign to him. “Strawberry?” Sai cocked his head in obvious confusion. The way he pronounced the word was far different from Icarus. After a short moment of thought, Sai’s eyes widened with a soft, “Oh! No, not that. I’m not...never mind. Uh, kiwi? It’s close to the Thai word, so even if I can’t remember the English, I think it would be similar enough to have you understand.”

Nothing else Ike laid on the table was scaring Sai, not yet. The man seemed to understand what Sai wasn’t ok with, he seemed willing to take care of Sai to the extent of listening to him, and if he were honest with himself, the bar was on the floor. Ike had already stepped many steps over what Sai would’ve accepted as ok. “If I want you to stop, kiwi. Otherwise...,” he ground his teeth together for a brief moment as the last thread of his need for control tried to pull him back, “Otherwise, I’m yours.”

[hjicarus]

The smirk that slid over Ike's mouth was almost predatory. His inner wolf never far at bay. He could see the internal struggle written on Sai's face and the fact that he finally conceded caused his cock to twitch with excitement. Not wanting to startle him, Icarus is slow to close the distance between them. Once he does, his hand fists into the other man's dark locks. With a firm grasp he tilts Sai's head back before crashing their lips together. His mouth is firm, unyielding. He leaves no room for argument as his tongue darts into Sai's mouth, exploring and claiming it as his own.

Just as soon as he started he stops. Without a word he moves to the large couch. His legs are spread apart, easing the confining feeling of his dick as it strained against his pants. He wasn't ready to take it out to play yet.

Icarus ran his gaze purposefully over Sai's form. He took in each inch, his gaze hungry. Leaning back, Ike rests his arms behind his head, the picture of comfort. "Strip."

[hjicarus]

@tallglassofchaisai

Icarus nodded, gaze still intently locked with Sai's own. Finger's looping through his beltloops, Ike pulls the smaller man the small distance from the doorway and into his office. He releases him to close and lock the door behind them. "Only so we aren't interrupted. If you need to leave, it will open." Walking further into the room, Ike removes his shirt fully, revealing the myriad of scars that also cover broad shoulders and a well-sculpted back. Every ounce of him was muscle.

"No choking." Icarus repeated Sai's rule out loud. He wanted to let Sai know that he had heard and processes his request. Reassure him that it was something he would stay away from. "We'll pick a safe word. Something ridiculous like strawberry or turtle. I'll let you make the final decision." He steps toward Sai now, his pace even and intentional. "Any time something is uncomfortable. Any time you want me to stop, you use that word. Not 'no', not 'stop', not even begging will work. Only the safe word."

This was serious business and Icarus was always one to make sure consent was understood. Once he started, the only thing that would penetrate the fog of lust and control would be the word the pair decided on. The tension between the pair already indicated the fucking would be intense and Ike wanted Sai to know what he had signed up for before continuing further. "Give me the word and I'll make sure you don't think of anything but how good you feel."

[icxnvc]

@hjicarus

On the outside, Sai was incredibly confident. He knew he was hot, he knew that the majority of people that encountered him wanted to know him in one way or the other. Until they figured out there wasn’t much special about him. “You have to understand my position,” Sai took the brief moment that Icarus stepped away to turn and face him completely, “Almost all people…like you,” his words were chosen carefully to try to elude to what Sai knew but wouldn’t admit, without showing too much, “Find me weak…disgusting. Anything they are to give me is only because of that. I don’t want that. I don’t think I am weak, or disgusting, and I assume…you also aren’t feeling that…but if you do…” Sai trailed off with a shake of his head.

This time, when Icarus stepped into him, Sai didn’t flinch. It was easier for him when he could see things coming, at least until he was sufficiently distracted. He made sure his hands gripped the bar top and not the man before him because while he didn’t expect retaliation, he didn’t want to risk it. There was too much about this scenario that he was curious about and he couldn’t ruin it for himself. “Hmm,” Sai responded, and a real smile slipped out for just a moment, “This I understand.” The words left his lips slightly delayed, but more or less, he understood completely.

After Icarus’ departure, Sai remained at the bar for a solid five more minutes, mulling over his options. This wasn’t usually what he’d go for, not to say he hadn’t in the past, but the way Icarus had worded his requests were a bit nerve-wracking for a man who couldn’t submit to his own feelings, let alone somebody else. Nor could he remember the last time he had. Likely for the better.

“Enayi,” Chaisai muttered to himself while he tossed a twenty on the bar and waited for directions to where Icarus would supposedly be waiting. The short walk gave him time to rethink his decisions and question himself, but not enough to stop him. A choice he hoped he wouldn’t regret.

With one last sigh to himself, Chaisai raised a hand to knock on the door, then took a step away to wait. There was a slight twinge of panic that raced through him, his mind supplying him with seventy different horrific outcomes, ten painful deaths, and about thirty other things far worse than it. By the time any motion was to be had on the other side of the door, Sai had his eyes glued to the ground, thousand-yard staring while trying to force his mind to shut up.

[hjicarus]

Icarus didn't really need the knock on the door. He could hear Sai's footsteps as they came up the stairs and into the hall. Even his heartbeat was audible once he ventured close enough to the door. For a few moments Ike stood there, determining the best way to move forward. Finally he pulled the door open, only to be met by the top of Sai's head. The other man's eyes seemed content to bore a hole in the floor. Gently, Icarus lifted his head with the tip of his index finger. "Sai..." He struggled to form the right words. "If I thought you were disgusting, I wouldn't want to fuck you." Icarus made sure to hold the other's gaze, voice stern yet soft, "And if you were weak, I would have scared you off a while ago." He releases a throaty chuckle.

"I don't want you to submit because I think less of you. I need you to because I can't handle the reverse." Icarus let his hand fall so that he could begin to slowly unbutton his shirt. Scars littered his fit physique, dipping in between the lines of his abs and across his pecks. Some were small, clearly burns. Others could only have the cause behind them guessed at. "I have not had an easy life, Chaisai."

Ike didn't really understand why he was telling Sai this. Perhaps it was because his own trauma allowed him to see the horror that seemed to lurk beneath Sai's very skin. He could recognize it so well as it was a part of himself. A part he tried hard to hide. Yet still it held control over him. His need to be on top being one. "I'm not professing my love here, kid." He chuckled lowly, "Just saying I get it. For a long time I simply fucked anything that moved. Was the only time my mind decided to shut the fuck up."

"I'm past that now. Not everyone deserves me. I want to fuck you. To hear you beg me for more. Nothing would please me more." Gently his fingertips drifted down to hover over the button of Sai's pants. They itched to reach forward and brush across his crotch, but instead stayed in place just millimeters away. "Tell me yes."

[hjicarus]

Abruptly Icarus pulls away. He can hear Sai's increased heart rate. Can almost feel it as the pulse quickens. It isn't enough. With Icarus, there was no question of consent. It either exists or it doesn't and when it doesn't, he no longer participates. Carefully he steps back from Sai, a large hand resting against the small of the man's back until he is sure he can stand on his own. "If you think I want to fuck you because I pity you, I've clearly overestimated your intelligence." There is a good foot of space between them now as Icarus gazes down at Sai, his expression blank. There is no malice in his voice. Nor is there disappointment. He was not the kind of man to ever be angry at someone for choosing not to move forwards. Ike knew he was intense, too intense for some.

"I'm going to say this as plainly as a I can." The only indication of his continued interest resting in those brilliant blue eyes. "I want to fuck you, Chaisai. I want you to submit to me. So that I can fuck you so hard and so long that the only word you can remember is my name." His tone is low, the words whispered into Sai's ear to prevent other patrons from looking at the pair. "If that isn't plain enough for you. If you still don't understand. Then this is it. I am done playing this game with you. My patience has worn out." He steps back fully now. "Should you decide you're interested, Sebastian here knows how to find me."

Icarus nods his head in the direction of the lead bartender before turning to walk back into the crowd. He gets a few feet before he stops, "And by the way, you owe Sebastian twenty-dollars for the drink." With quick strides he is gone.

Upstairs in his lavishly furnished office, Icarus nurses a large brandy. His suit jacket had been thrown haphazardly onto the chair of his desk and the top buttons of his shirt were now undone. His eyes are focused on the books as he looks over the accounts. In the back of his mind he wonders if Sai will actually accept his invitation or if downstairs was the last time he would ever see him.

[hjicarus]

Abruptly Icarus pulls away. He can hear Sai's increased heart rate. Can almost feel it as the pulse quickens. It isn't enough. With Icarus, there was no question of consent. It either exists or it doesn't and when it doesn't, he no longer participates. Carefully he steps back from Sai, a large hand resting against the small of the man's back until he is sure he can stand on his own. "If you think I want to fuck you because I pity you, I've clearly overestimated your intelligence." There is a good foot of space between them now as Icarus gazes down at Sai, his expression blank. There is no malice in his voice. Nor is there disappointment. He was not the kind of man to ever be angry at someone for choosing not to move forwards. Ike knew he was intense, too intense for some.

"I'm going to say this as plainly as a I can." The only indication of his continued interest resting in those brilliant blue eyes. "I want to fuck you, Chaisai. I want you to submit to me. So that I can fuck you so hard and so long that the only word you can remember is my name." His tone is low, the words whispered into Sai's ear to prevent other patrons from looking at the pair. "If that isn't plain enough for you. If you still don't understand. Then this is it. I am done playing this game with you. My patience has worn out." He steps back fully now. "Should you decide you're interested, Sebastian here knows how to find me."

Icarus nods his head in the direction of the lead bartender before turning to walk back into the crowd. He gets a few feet before he stops, "And by the way, you owe Sebastian twenty-dollars for the drink." With quick strides he is gone.

Upstairs in his lavishly furnished office, Icarus nurses a large brandy. His suit jacket had been thrown haphazardly onto the chair of his desk and the top buttons of his shirt were now undone. His eyes are focused on the books as he looks over the accounts. In the back of his mind he wonders if Sai will actually accept his invitation or if downstairs was the last time he would ever see him.

[hjicarus]

A soft growl unfurled from his throat at the other man's cheekiness. The hands that rested on his frame tightened. Icarus was careful to keep his grip from becoming too vice-like. Though they had not spoken of it, if he were being honest they had hardly spoken about anything aside from brazen flirting, he could tell that something had harmed Sai. It was easy to feel the way his body had tensed the moment he had touched him. His own body, even decades later, still worked in much the same manner. There was actual thought that needed to go into allowing his muscles to stay relaxed when someone touched him. And if it didn't come from someone he was fucking -or the person he intended to fuck- the consequences could be lethal.

"I'm not offering it to you. It is not something to rejected or accepted. It simply is." Icarus was no stranger to wealth. One of the benefits of becoming a partner of his was what that wealth entailed. This was how Icarus eased his own consciousness from the rough games he played with the men, and women, he took to his bed.

"Actually there is something I want," He leaned forward to press his mouth to Sai's neck, certain that he would be able to feel Icarus smirking against his skin. "I've been waiting patiently," A light nip is given just below the jawline, the hand that had rested on Sai's thigh now cupping his face gently. "Unfortunately, tonight," His grip tilted Sai's head back, exposing a longer expanse of neck for him to lick and suck, "It seems to have disappeared all together."

[hjicarus]

A soft growl unfurled from his throat at the other man's cheekiness. The hands that rested on his frame tightened. Icarus was careful to keep his grip from becoming too vice-like. Though they had not spoken of it, if he were being honest they had hardly spoken about anything aside from brazen flirting, he could tell that something had harmed Sai. It was easy to feel the way his body had tensed the moment he had touched him. His own body, even decades later, still worked in much the same manner. There was actual thought that needed to go into allowing his muscles to stay relaxed when someone touched him. And if it didn't come from someone he was fucking -or the person he intended to fuck- the consequences could be lethal.

"I'm not offering it to you. It is not something to rejected or accepted. It simply is." Icarus was no stranger to wealth. One of the benefits of becoming a partner of his was what that wealth entailed. This was how Icarus eased his own consciousness from the rough games he played with the men, and women, he took to his bed.

"Actually there is something I want," He leaned forward to press his mouth to Sai's neck, certain that he would be able to feel Icarus smirking against his skin. "I've been waiting patiently," A light nip is given just below the jawline, the hand that had rested on Sai's thigh now cupping his face gently. "Unfortunately, tonight," His grip tilted Sai's head back, exposing a longer expanse of neck for him to lick and suck, "It seems to have disappeared all together."