Winter Wolf

Orion Volkov || 31 years old || Teacher at Academy || Cryokinesis || Salem Princes RPG

[milodeluca]

“Are you ok?”

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milodeluca‌:

“Look, it’s just that things have been a little overwhelming, ok? It’s not everyday you kill someone by accident and then find out that you’re actually a part of some huge secret global society of magic-happy freaks. I mean! Sorry, not that you’re a freak! I’m just… Ugh. Man, I’m sorry.”

“No offense taken, but you might not want to call everyone here you meet a freak,” Orion said with a small smile. He peered down at Milo curiously before rubbing his scruffy chin in thought. “How’ve you been fitting in though? I’m sorry I haven’t been exactly... available all the time for you to talk to, but I was hoping the students were accepting to you, at least?” he asked gently.

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

Tucker had been napping on the nearby couch, snoring softly. He had a rough night, filled with visions and nightmares, but something about the brief sunlight that fell over his face had managed to allow him to sleep without dreams. Or that was what he thought, as the tent in his shorts could be contradictory. Then, he felt someone’s voice and groaned. “Five more minutes…”. But then, the guy talking to him raised his voice, and Tucker jolted up. “Hi… yes… in the cupboard…” and then looked at the other with confusion. “Did ya… need something?” he asked, repriming a yawn.

Orion was a bit surprised to come down to see Tucker sprawled on the couch. It wasn’t a sight he wanted to see, and concern flickered across his features. Of course, the tent in the other’s shorts suggested other things, but the teacher was concerned for him all the same. It had been a high priority of his to follow up on staff and students alike, ever since the attack. As he pulled out the honey from the cupboard, the Russian set it down on the counter and walked over to Tucker. Part of him was amused to see his best friend so disheveled, with his hair awry. “...Honey, but I wouldn’t mind needing you for a moment either,” he murmured, pressing a small kiss to the other’s forehead. “You look like you didn’t sleep well. Why were you on the couch?”

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yourfirstsnow‌:

“Alright, look–I apologized, okay? I’m not sure what else you want from me.”

“...You just seemed on edge. More so than usual. Is it such a crime to wonder and worry about your health?”

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gordonwhittaker‌:

“You don’t have to thank me for anything. It’s my job to do my best by everyone here, teachers included.” It was always nice to get some appreciation for everything but he does but he doesn’t do this for the applause or the rewards. He does it because he wants to help the witch community grow and prosper as best as it can. He knew that he was a busy man with everything that was always going on, both mundane and needing more serious attention. However, he always tried to make himself as reachable as possible to anyone that might need him. If he knew that Orion felt that way about him, he would’ve did his best to correct the situation immediately. “I should be thanking you for this massage. It’s exactly what I needed.” His body relaxed the more the other worked him over, his muscles naturally expanding and relaxing into their larger natural and tension-free state.

“Regardless of your job or not, you should still be appreciate from time to time. Or we’ll take the work you do for granted,” Orion countered. As he continued to work on massaging the other, the ice witch was thoroughly surprised to feel the headmaster’s body practically expand. The man was large enough as was, but the Russian had met very few people that amazed him for their body size. “I’m glad. You need breaks for yourself,” the ice witch reprimanded, certain that Gordon was the type to ignore taking care of himself as long as there was work to do. “...Have you eaten? Or slept?” he asked after a moment, suddenly realizing the possibility of the headmaster doing neither.

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

“Awwn…” Tucker said and began to poke him slightly while having a sing-song tone. “Ya like me… ya think I’m cute… ya don’t wanna freeze me because ya like me~” and then laughed. It was nice to be with the other male, his friend, after all this tension from the attack. “I can. But it’s way more fun to sleep with someone” he said with a playful wink. He couldn’t believe this conversation was getting more and more flirty by the second. He had a slight blush over his cheeks and a dumb smile plastered on his face. “I mean… I like trying new things… see what they are like…” he said, as he lifted a hand and caressed softly Orion’s chest. He was a strong man, but Orion was pretty muscular too, and Tucker couldn’t help but gulp, feeling his throat a bit dry. “I’m more practical, yes… but there’s nothing wrong in some luxury from time to time… Don’t ya agree?” he said, looking into the other’s blue eyes.

“C’mon now, I’ve always thought you were cute,” Orion teased back, starting to appreciate Tucker’s surprise at him flirting. As the other touched his chest, the ice witch teasingly flexed his pectorals, allowing his best friend to feel the strength underneath his muscles. It was something the two of them shared in common, and Orion had spent enough time eyeing up his friend whenever he wasn’t looking. “Oh yeah? And what, am I just some new thing for you to try?” he chuckled, liking just how much blush he could see on the Southerner’s cheeks. The ice witch didn’t say anything as a response. Instead, his hands began feeling up Tucker’s arms as the other touched his torso. It was a give and take between them, a moment for Orion to really experience the other’s body, for a moment. “...I think you’re luxurious enough for me...” the Russian witch murmured, before pulling his friend down and firmly placing a kiss on the other’s lips without any warning.

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

“Ah, fuuck!” Tucker moaned when Orion slammed inside him. “Your body… is telling me things, though…” he said in between broken moans and pants. And he almost whined when Orion paused his delicious slams. “Ya want me to be yar bad boy then?” he said with a little chuckle as he hooked his legs behind his friend’s waist, bringing him close because he didn’t want to let that amazing cock get out of his body. He returned the kiss passionately, groaning and moaning in it. Once it ended, Tucker nipped on the ice witch’s lower lip. “And ya like kissing my filthy mouth… fuck yes, ya love it,” he said with a huge grin. He could feel how the other’s cock throbbed inside him, and Tucker made sure to flex his channel, milking it good, wanting to see Orion come undone again. “Yeah? So I won’t leave yar bed for a while?” he said with a smile, massaging the other’s ass. Fuck, Orion was so fucking hot. Then, the other made a movement and Tucker almost fainted of pleasure. “Fuck, right there! Fuck me right there, Orion! Show me what ya got, stud!” he said, smacking one of the cheeks playfully. Fuck, he loved rough sex so fucking much.

“Yeah? What’s it telling ya?” Orion growled as he continued slamming into Tucker. There was something about plugging up his best friend’s hole that made the ice witch’s cock twitch immensely, coupled with the Southern man squeezing away on his pulsing member. “Fuck...” Orion panted as he felt his friend’s legs wrapping around his waist, pushing him over and over until so the Russian was bottoming out inside of him every time. “You can be whatever boy you want, as long as you’re my boy...” he whispered teasingly, letting the other tug on his bottom lip. “I like it when you’re both a good and bad boy...” the ice witch chuckled, letting his magic flow through his body as the temperature balanced between them, the cold matching the heat. “You’re not leaving for a long time,” he rumbled, his bright blue eyes shining a bit more as the other smacked his ass. Oh, so he wanted it rough? The Russian man was eager to please. After all, if the rumors from the students were anything, Tucker himself deserved to know what he was like in bed. At the other’s request, the ice witch didn’t need to be told twice. Instead, he hoisted one of Tucker’s legs up back onto his shoulders, angling it just right so he could drill into that pleasurable spot. The witch found renewed vigor unlike anything other before, the more primal and beast-like side of him leaking out. Quite literally too, as his cock already began seeping out pre-cum into his friend. He was determined to have Tucker climax again without touching himself. God, how long had they waited for this? Orion needed to make up for lost time.

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witchofnature‌:

Nik stood there silently as he healed the man, he could tell wasn’t much of a talker compared to other he’s interacted with while in the infirmary.  A lot of things must be on males mind so he didn’t push a conversation with him, so he just remained silent as he continued rub the herbs on his skin. Feeling a cold but also warm sensation on his fingers.  He looked up at him, surprised he even said something suddenly. ‘’ Good.’’ He said with a small smile.

Nik titlt his head confused on why he would ask that, surprised.  ‘’ But your still injuried. You’re injuries matter just like everyone elses. And I’m not wasting magic, I have plenty. Plus you are important as well, since you went out there and defended the school. You deserve it.’’ Unlike nik who couldn’t even do that.

He looked at Nikolai curiously, wondering what was running through the other man’s head. Part of him wondered if he was saying that because he had to, as that was the polite thing to do. Not that he particularly minded or cared. Orion didn’t feel like he did a very good job at defending the school, given the amount of students and colleagues that had died. The ice witch wondered if Nikolai had thoughts about the various scars on his body; it was pretty obvious the Russian didn’t care for his own body or injuries. “...Thank you for doing this...” he muttered. Part of him figured that there was no point arguing about it any further with the healing witch. “...And who cares for you when you get injured?”

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gordonwhittaker‌:

He appreciated the fact that Orion was using a slight bit of his magic to help him along. There was no point in having powers if you weren’t going to use them to benefit anyone or anything. He could feel the chill working through his system and the shivers he got was definitely appreciated. His eyes were closed and he was relaxing more into the other’s grip. “Exactly. I know everyone has their own emotions and feelings about what happened. It’s best to get everything out in the open. That way, we can deal with it together and all be on the same page.” He was glad that the other was seeing where he was coming from. The more people that got on board with this, the better. He laid down on his chest and folded his arms underneath his head.

The ice witch didn’t say anything as he let the headmaster speak out his thoughts. For such a large man, Orion was surprised to see how similar they were, at least in terms of how they thought. Gordon... had always felt... inaccessible. Not in a bad way, but just... a man of high importance and business. That and Orion tended to disregard himself in all manners. As he continued on Gordon’s back, the Russian hummed softly as he worked. His fingers pressed against the other’s tense muscles, and even he was amazed at the size of the man. “Thank you for your hard work,” he said after a long moment, unsure if that was something he was allowed to say to the headmaster. Sure, it was the other witch’s job, but it was something that should still be appreciated, regardless.

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

Tucker knew how much Orion hated when he called himself ‘handsome’. He wasn’t a vain guy, but he knew he was good looking. Orion was very hot too, and sometimes he had looked at him with a bit more hunger than friendship. “I’m too hot for ya too freeze. And ya like me too much too” he said with a smile. He laughed as the other said that and nodded. “Okay. I’ll be the one that cheers ya up after the brooding” he said, smiling at him. “Yeah… I miss the cuddles” he said, pouting a little bit. 

“Just don’t make me worry, ya dummy,” he said with a smile at his friend. And then, Orion was… flirting? with him? “Yeah? I mean, I had ya in bed before… Just not… like that…” he said, biting his lower lip. He felt the squeeze in his hand like a bolt of electricity and felt his mouth going dry as the other said that this wasn’t too bad. “I mean if ya ever want to do this at yar bed or my bed… I wouldn’t be opposed to it” he said, smiling seductively, feeling something growing in his pants. “So ya can show me.. how luxurious yar company can feel like…”

"I beg to differ,” Orion hummed lightly, wiggling his brows at Tucker. “But yes, I suppose you’re lucky I appreciate your company enough,” he teased. At his best friend’s words, the ice witch raised a brow in surprise before smiling a little at the other’s protest. “Who would’ve guessed you being such a softie? What, can’t sleep at night without someone holding you?” But then again, the Russian had too much fun making fun of the other, and once he had caught on that the other was surprised at his flirting, Orion grinned even wider at that. "Oh, now you’re just wishing for something you never had...” he chuckled, smirking back at Tucker. “Keep that in mind whenever I’m not in an infirmary bed or something,” the dark-haired man murmured. “I didn’t think you’d be the luxury type anyways.”

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witchofnature‌:

Nik could tell the other wasn’t really in the mood…so he was those type of people. That didn’t want talk just wanted it to be over with.  He was attempting make him relax and feel better but based off that gaze he was giving..it was pointless to even attempt to try any longer. So he just kept quiet didn’t want annoy the man even more.

‘’ That’s good…didn’t want make you in pain any further.’’  Nik reached over and grabbed a nearby crushed up herb and reached back over applying on his injuries and slowly sending flows of his powers through it..spend up the healing process.  ‘’ How does that feel?’’

Orion sat there quietly, letting the other witch do his work. He sighed softly as he felt the crushed herb being placed onto his skin. The ice witch tensed immensely at the other’s warm touch and his cold skin. The dark-haired man didn’t say anything for a long moment, letting the flowing sensation of healing course through his body. “...Better...” he said quietly at the question, turning his gaze to look at Nikolai. “...Are you sure you should be spending your magic on me though? My injuries aren’t of... high concern.”

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ge0rgelivingstone‌:

Despite his cold disposition, Orion had a certain charm to him. No wonder so many students found him attractive. George couldn’t count all the times his classmates talked about the professor in such a yearnful manner. Back then, he was hesitant to comment, especially with his reluctance towards ice magic users. Only now was he able to see his appeal. George sighed heavily and was glad they at least established civil terms with one another. “You’d be surprised what people are capable of doing after the wrongs that have been done to them,” he replied, unintentionally causing the roses to wither and corrode away with a light breeze. George knew his exact course of action should he encounter the people who committed the biggest transgression against him. “I don’t hate you,” the time manipulator corrected with a roll of his eyes. He couldn’t exactly blame Orion for making such a conclusion. However, he was wrong on so many levels. “I’d protect you as well. Regardless of our differences, we’re a family in this school. I won’t ever leave anybody at the hands of hunters. including you.” George grabbed a nearby chair and sat beside the older warlock. “You do realize I’m the most qualified to be this year’s valedictorian, correct? I’m pretty sure I’ll excel in your class, just like every other,”  he confidently stated. A small smile graced his features, realizing he had the chance to prove himself next quarter. “And… you have nothing to apologize for. I was a jerk for being so disrespectful. You deserve better,” George assured him, head bowed down in shame. Slowly but surely, he reached for Orion’s hand and gently grabbed onto it tenderly. “Perhaps I’ll get an opportunity to explain myself soon. Tonight though, you’re going to need some rest.”

Orion didn’t comment on George’s words. What was he supposed to do, disagree? There was truth in the student’s words, and it would be hypocritical of him to comment on that anyways. Wasn’t that what he had did, for most of his life before coming to the academy anyways? The ice witch did make a small face though as the roses next to his bedside faded away into the wind. Pity. He did like having those flowers, even if they were formed by someone who wasn’t particularly fond of him. “Can you blame me for thinking otherwise?” the ice witch said rather flatly, though he only shrugged his shoulders. He would’ve taken on the hunters by himself anyways; wouldn’t have been the first time Orion would have to fight a group on his own. At the other’s statement, the Russian cocked a brow. He actually hadn’t been tracking who was doing the best in all the classes. It wasn’t his interest to track that sort of stuff anyways, but then again, it didn’t exactly give any clearer reason as to why George refused to take his class specifically. “...So why drop out then? If you would’ve done well?” Orion shot back. The teacher tensed a little at the student grabbing his gloved hand. “...Some other time then,” he finally murmured quietly, turning his bright blue eyes away. The ice witch was too tired to complain or push anymore.

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Late Night Gym

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milodeluca‌:

Milo moaned even louder when the finger started teasing his hole. He’d never had someone touch him there, not even himself, and he started bucking wildly, unprepared for the sensation. His eyes popped open wide, and he looked down at Orion, unsure suddenly about what he’d gotten himself into. “I… What does- oh fuck- What… What do you mean yours, Sir?” he questioned. His body, however, didn’t stop its gyrations, and he pressed himself down, trying to rub himself against the man’s finger himself. 

"What do you think it sounds like, Milo?” Orion mused, staring up at the younger man with his piercing blue eyes. The teacher continued playing and pressing up against the student’s puckered hole. He could tell just how tight the other man was, and his excitement about it was pretty obvious to tell. However, Orion was going to take his time teasing it out, so he decided to let a bit of his magic flow out, tracing out small circles of ice crystalizing onto Milo’s ass around his hole. “...Wouldn’t you want to be mine? Waking up wrapped up in my sheets after a long night? Head tucked on my chest? All the students knowing that you’re mine and mine only?” he murmured, tucking his head into Milo’s neck as he began biting and sucking out long marks on the younger man’s skin. Despite all of the movement and gyrations, Orion skillfully maneuvered his hand away, just leaving it barely out of reach for Milo to impale himself on his finger. 

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

Tucker grinned at his friend and looked into his eyes. “Orion… Ya fucked me last night as if ya were waiting a long time to do it… and I do feel a couple of things with my psychometry, ya know? I can only imagine how many times ya wanted me in this position” he said with a little playful, mischievous chuckle, as his friend lapped more of his precum. God, he loved this so much. “Mmm… ya might say I’m yar good boy,” he added in a little moaning voice. He was quite vocal, and he was sure the ice witch was enjoying it a lot. Then, the other male lined up to fuck him again and Tucker spread his legs a bit further for the other, to make space for him. “Yeah… I wanna squeeze yar thick cock and milk it dry” he said with a sigh that turned into a moan as the other began to enter inside him. Oh fuck, it was thick and big. It felt so good. “Fuck yeah…. mmm… make me scream, Orion… ah… yar dick feels so good,” he said with a sigh, moaning as he felt more inches inside him. He pulled Orion’s hair and kissed him roughly, his arms exploring that fine body and ending up in his ass, pulling him closer, so he would go deeper inside him. “Mmm… yeah… fuck me…” he groaned, tightening his hole to really feel every inch and crevice of his friend’s cock. 

Orion didn’t say anything to Tucker’s remark. And his friend wasn’t entirely wrong either; the ice witch did have his own fantasies about Tucker. But he couldn't say that out loud; what would that do to his icy demeanor and reputation? “Think whatever you like,” he growled as he thrust again deeply. “I’m not telling you anything.” Cocking a brow, Orion only smirked a bit at his best friend, pausing in his rough thrusts to peer down at the Southern man. “You sure about that? Don’t know if you count as a ‘good boy’ right now, when you’re mewling all over my sheets,” he teased. “And you kiss your mother with that filthy mouth?” the ice witch chuckled, before leaning in and kissing Tucker passionately and deeply before his friend could protest. The dark-haired man grunted as his friend’s fingers tugged at his hair. All those words were making him harder though, what with the other witch talking about how tight his hole was for his cock. Orion’s thick cock throbbed deep inside of Tucker, revealing just how hungry the other man was to plow into the tight space over and over. “Gonna fuck you until you can’t walk...” he rumbled, flexing his ass the instant he felt hands grasping at his butt cheeks.

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southernxtuckerxlee‌:

“Ya know I’m not the most brilliant warlock out there… I’m mostly handsome” he said with a chuckle, nudging Orion softly enough to not cause him any pain. How he had managed to be friends with him, sometimes he wasn’t sure. Tucker guessed it was more persistence and patience, and knowing when to give Orion his space. Despite that rocky start, he couldn’t imagine having to live there without the ice witch. “I can be murderous too. Ya don’t mess with my boys without consequences” he said solemnly before smiling at him. “And I call always say ya rubbed on me. Ya are looking quite cuddly in this bed if ya ask me” he said with a grin. 

Tucker went to held Orion’s hand for a second, and squeezed it hard. “I know. But ya know how it is. There’s lil, almost no line between a scar and a fatal wound…” he said, looking down, and then back again at his friend, and his blue, sharp eyes. “Yeah… ya’d look better in my bed,” he said with a wink. They had never done anything, but that didn’t stop Tucker from being a bit flirty from time to time. “In all honesty… this one can’t be that comfortable. Don’t ya miss yar own bed?” he asked, raising his eyebrows. “Yar own space? Yar own… I don’t know… deadly weapons on yar nightstand?” he joked. 

The Russian only rolled his eyes at Tucker’s joke. He couldn’t really say no, but his friend’s self-confidence in self-proclaiming himself as handsome was a bit of a stretch. “You’re lucky I can put up with you at this point, or I’d freeze you over myself,” Orion grunted, pushing himself upright. “Oh, I’m sure you could be dangerous, but let’s leave the brooding stuff for me, yeah? You can’t have everything, Tucker, or what do I have left?” he teased, wiggling his brows a bit at his friend. The dark-haired man snorted at his best friend’s next response. “Oh really? What are you, twelve? I’m pretty sure I haven’t cuddled with you in bed since we were students,” he shot back.

“I’m sure I can tell the difference, Tucker. I’ve had my fair share of scars and such, no?” He trailed off though at his friend’s flirtatious remark. Usually, Orion would ignore it, but couldn’t he have his own fun with flirting? “I’d look good in any bed; you just haven’t had the luxury of my company yet,” he chuckled. The ice witch only shrugged, squeezing on his friend’s hand again. “Sure. Though I don’t have any sort of weapons on my nightstand. But I always found that what matters most is the company, you know? So this isn’t too bad at all,” the Russian teased; this was perhaps the most flirtatious he’d ever be.

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aristoteliann‌:

Somewhere inside the hollow of Aries’ lungs, he learned to push a scoff at the other’s words—some moment where he actually smiled albeit weary… just as they all are. That while their previous encounter was a situation that practically astounded him, that was better than a room devoid of snow and just… Orion. He’d gone through much like Aries did probably. And he nodded on at him. “You’re still surprised that I’m the worrywart…” he hummed on as if to nail onto their exact same scene that came about because Aries wanted to check up on the other.

“——— but I’m fine for the most part… I was just worried… I—” Aries hummed. “—I didn’t see you that night…” he continued on in caution. 

The ice witch there sat there quietly as Aries spoke to him. Not that he could really move anywhere else anyways, since he was a bit confined to bedside rest. But the dark-haired man wasn’t complaining seeing the other man in front of him, speaking to him gently. “...I am. I didn’t know you cared so much,” Orion teased, but there was no malice in his voice. No, they were pleased to see Aries there anyways. Company was nice, especially when it was rare to come by these days. Particularly for one as cold as Orion himself nevertheless.

“I wasn’t... with many people that night,” the teacher admitted, smiling a bit sadly. Perhaps if he was, he could have saved more students’ lives. “I didn’t see you either. You’re uninjured?” Orion asked quietly, a bit of a hopeful noise in his voice. If anyone deserved to be injured, it was him. Over anyone else in the academy. He could take it. But the teacher would be damned if any of his colleagues or students were in worse condition than him; something that he knew was true but didn’t ease his mind any more or less.

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witchofnature‌:

Seeing the other injured resulting him feeling a little guilty…feeling like he left everyone behind. Like he didn’t care if the hunters invaded or not.  Nikolai breathed through his nose and he shook his head pulling himself out of his thoughts and hearing other speak to him helped too.  ‘’ Yeah…healing abilities don’t last very long when the body is currently in turmoil and trying repair itself. Usually that’s first ability to be slow or shut down when injured.’’ He informed the other as he stepped a bit closer.  NIk looked down at the wounds then up at him…’’ I’d be pleased to.’’ He told him in a softer tone..Trying to relax the other.

‘’ Indeed you did.’’ He carefully reached over and touched the man’s injuries to see how bad they were.  ‘’ You’re wounds aren’t as bad compared to other people I’ve seen. I have a few herbs that can help with the healing and a crushed up herb you can drink that will help with the pain.’’ He stated.

Orion wasn't sure he exactly wanted a lecture in how healing magic worked, but then again, it wasn’t his area of expertise. And if it meant Nikolai would feel more comfortable healing him, then so be it. The Russian had a reputation that existed anyways amongst his colleagues; his frosty expression and exterior didn’t exactly lend itself easily towards making new friends. Nevertheless, he could tell that the other man was trying to get him to relax, which wasn’t happening... at least not right away anyways.

The Russian wasn’t surprised that his wounds weren’t that bad. Part of it, he assumed, had to do with his ice plugging the wounds to begin with. That and his familiarity with witch hunters and fighters using knives and guns did help all the same. “It’s not painful,” Orion said quietly, turning his frosty gaze towards the other man. It wasn’t exactly a lie either; he just learned how to cope with pain, particularly physical ones.

[milodeluca]

Late Night Gym

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milodeluca‌:

Milo moaned loudly as Orion began to aggressively take control. He pawed at the man’s back, as his own was caught against the wall, holding him easily. he could feel Orion’s hand on his ass, grabbing and groping. “Oh fuck, Sir,” he grunted, and then kissed Orion again, melting into the feel of the man’s teeth capturing his lip. “I…. oh gods… Please! Sir… Fuck me!” he cried, his voice desperate with need. “Please fuck me, Orion! Please, Sir!”

Smirking at the moans from Milo, the teacher squeezed the younger man’s butt,  his cold hands feeling him up. One of his gloved fingers were pressed dangerously close to the student’s tight hole, letting him feel something. But Orion wanted him to practically beg him for it. As Milo kissed the Russian man, he only smiled under the hot water pouring around them. The teacher made a soft tutting noise, his bright blue eyes fixated on the young man between him and the wall. “Aren’t you a needy boy...? I don’t like sharing, Milo... Are you going to be mine?” he purred lowly, nipping at his lips teasingly. “Can you even handle that?”