SnzFire of Hostility
Part 4 of 6
A Snzfic series
⚠️Content Warning⚠️
Public Humilitation/Degradation, Force Allergen,
SnzFucking, Mess M
Description: Draeko is the fresh meat at College, new in town, and at first the jocks Alistar and Kanai, don’t find much interest in him. Until they find out he’s rather a little factory of entertainment and fetish gold. What will become of them all?
Author’s Notes: 😀 I thought this was gonna win in the poll, guess not. CONSUME THIS CONTENT ANYWAY ITS DELICIOUS. 😤 Sorry it took me so long to update this series, I have depression. 😗 @aller-geez did the art and owns both Draeko & Kanai.
Draeko sat at the edge of his bed, his eyes glued to the text on his screen, a mass message that had been sent out to the entirety of the college. There was a party being held at Al and Kanai’s frat house, but Draeko was feeling especially nervous to attend. He’d been actively avoiding their invitations to hang out for a few days after the incident in the gym. However, despite doing what’s best for himself, which is staying away from hypersexul men that use him like a play thing….the devil on his shoulder cried out for the attention. “Get it together, Drae…” he sighed to himself setting his phone to the empty spot on the bed next to him.
Despite his inner turmoil, Dreako found himself drawn to the idea of letting loose at the party. He had been keeping to himself for too long, buried in his textbooks and avoiding any social interaction that might lead him into a similar situation as the one at the gym. But something about the invitation from Al and Kanai sparked a flicker of desire within him. Maybe it was the need to prove to himself that he couldn't be pushed around or taken advantage of so easily.
With a deep breath, Draeko stood up from his bed and made a decision. He was going to the party. As he changed into more casual clothes, he could feel the nerves fluttering in his stomach, but he pushed them aside. This was his chance to show those bullies that he was in control of his own choices and body, no matter what temptations or dangers were presented to him.
Adjusting his shirt in the mirror, Draeko met his own gaze and saw a determination shining back at him. With one last deep breath, he nodded and headed out the door. It was already an hour past the time scheduled for the party, which made Draeko feel a bit less nervous, shows he isn’t desperate since he didnt appear early. The frat house was alive with music and laughter as Draeko approached, the sound spilling out onto the street and mingling with the cool night air. He could see shadows moving behind the curtains, silhouettes of people dancing and chatting inside. As he climbed the steps to the entrance, his heart pounded in his chest, but he welcomed the feeling as a sign that he was taking back control of his own narrative.
Pushing open the door, Draeko was hit by a wave of warm air scented with sweat and alcohol. The familiar buzz of a party surrounded him, and for a moment, he hesitated at the threshold. But then he remembered why he was here – not to cower or hide, but to stand tall and reclaim his own power.
Taking a step forward, Draeko entered the fray. The music pulsed through him, setting his nerves alight with a different kind of energy. He scanned the room, recognizing some faces from class, receiving a few loose waves of acknowledgment. “Drinks….where are the drinks…” Draeko thought to himself, some alcohol in his system would bring forth a bit more confidence as he scoped out the kitchen. Making his way through the crowded party, Drae finally spotted his target at the end of the hallway. Bottles of various liquors lined the counters, and groups of people were gathered around makeshift bars, mixing drinks and laughing. The hybrid felt a surge of determination as he headed towards the kitchen, ignoring the curious glances from some of the partygoers.
He poured himself a shot of whiskey, the burn of it down his throat giving him a jolt of courage. As he turned to leave the kitchen, he bumped straight into another person, almost knocking the wind from himself and spilling a bit of his drink on their shirt. "Oh, I'm so sorry," Drae stammered, looking up to meet the gaze of the person he had accidentally collided with. Alistar. With the world’s largest, shit eating smile spread across his face.
Draeko's heart skipped a beat as he locked eyes with the red eyed delinquent. “Hey there Squeaks, Glad to see you could make it,” winking a glossy ruby orb in his direction. The mutt swallowed hard and tried to muster up the fake confidence he was trying to receive from his beverage to act unbothered and un-phased.
“Oh you know, had nothing else to do so I figured why not, right?” shrugging his shoulders, rolling his two toned eyes and swishing his drink in hand.
“Yeah? Well, ain’t it just a peach to see you spare some time for little ol’ me….” The red head stepped closer, his breath could be felt from the closeness of his body and the hybrid found himself feeling weak at the knees, so he stepped back a pace. Draeko forced a smile, trying to maintain his composure despite the lingering unease in his chest. He could feel Alistar's gaze on him, assessing, probing for any vulnerability to exploit. But Drae refused to let himself be intimidated.
"Well, I wouldn't want you to feel lonely in your own house," he replied, his tone light but laced with a hint of defiance. Alistar chuckled, the sound sending shivers down Draeko's spine.
"Oh, I never get lonely, Squeaks," Alistar purred, leaning in even closer until Drae could practically feel the heat radiating off him. "Especially not with such intriguing company around." Draeko's grip on his drink tightened as he tried to edge past Alistar, but the redhead moved with him, blocking his path effortlessly. The hybrid's heart hammered in his chest as he searched for an escape route, his mind racing with adrenaline. “Ahh, come on, don’t run away from me, remember how my fingers felt ins-…” suddenly a hand clasped around Al’s mouth as Drae silenced him with reddened cheeks.
“SHH! What if someone HEARS YOU?” The hybrid blushed brightly, his heart racing as he chugged the rest of his drink now out of sheer nervousness. Alistar's muffled laughter vibrated against Draeko's palm, causing the hybrid to roll his eyes and avoid the other’s heated gaze. The larger reached up to pull the mutt’s hand off his face with a playful look still plastered upon him.
“Oh come on, don’t be a stick in the mud now, Pup,” wiggling his brows a bit, teasingly. Alistar then stepped around Draeko and plucked a beer from the ice bucket on the counter. “Why not get a few more of these in ya, hm? Then I’m sure the tune will change,” biting his lower lip just barely enough to be noticeable, but Drae noticed it.
The smaller's heart raced as he watched Alistar's every move, the conflicting emotions within him like a storm threatening to break loose. Part of him wanted to run, to flee from this dangerous dance they seemed to be caught in, but another part, a darker and more primal part, was enticed by the danger, by the challenge of facing Alistar head-on. With a shaky breath, Drae took the beer that he was offered and raised it to his lips, the cool liquid washing away some of his nerves but not the wariness that lingered in his mind.
He could feel Alistar's gaze on him, like a physical touch trailing over his skin, igniting a fire that burned with equal parts desire and trepidation. Yet still, Draeko promised himself to not be ensnared by those ruby eyes again. Steeling himself, he straightened his posture and let a sly grin curl at the corner of his lips.
"Fine, but you need to watch yourself there, demon,” narrowing his mint and grey eyes in the other’s direction, almost scanning his entire body to make sure the man wasn’t about to try him. Alistar instead chuckled, grabbing one for himself and popping the cap off with a swift motion.
“Hmm, we’ll see,” was the only words the red head could muster before bringing the liquid to his lips, and once he swallowed he pulled the bottle away thoughtfully. “Though, I’ve already had a few of these so…can’t make any promises,” winking cheekily at the blushing mutt. The tension could be cut with a spoon it was so thick, Drae finding it harder to focus the more alcohol he put in his system. It was but a few seconds of silence before they were interrupted by Alistar’s right hand, Kanai.
“Oh, Hello Draeko, good to see you could make it,” he spoke cordially, almost like the incident in the gym never happened and he was breaming with self confidence. Draeko's eyes flickered briefly to Kanai, the more composed and controlled of the two friends, before returning his attention to Alistar. His heart still raced from the intensity of their interaction, but there was a flicker of relief at the interruption. Taking a step back, he inclined his head in greeting to the hound.
"Hey, Kanai. Thanks for having me over," he replied, his voice steady despite the lingering adrenaline coursing through him. Kanai offered a polite smile and a nod of his head in return, his clear blue eyes assessing Draeko with an unreadable expression. "Of course, you're always welcome here," he said smoothly, his voice a stark contrast to Alistar's more teasing tone. The larger men shared a brief look that held unspoken communication before Alistar broke the silence with a casual grin.
"Come on, we should get to the dance floor," he suggested, slinging an arm around Draeko's shoulders as if they were old friends. Drae quickly downed his drink and grabbed another before allowing the red-headed student to lead him back to the main area where most of the others were socializing. The hybrid was starting to feel woozy as the effects of the alcohol kicked in and the nerves of being within Al’s presence started to shift to that of excitement. He silently cursed himself. ‘Stop acting like a love sick puppy, this dude is using you,’ he chastised himself but unable to pull away from the other’s embrace.
His train of thought was broken down when he reached the middle of the living space with the two men. Something wasn’t right. His nose was starting to tickle unexplainably, itching and tingling with a sudden urgency. What the fuck? Alistar took note of the way Drae’s face started to scrunch and twist, he smirked. “Oh, yeah, slightly forgot to mention…see that fog machine over there,” he pointed at it with a slender index finger.
“Yeah I thought it was broken why is there a fog machine with uh….” he swallowed hard trying to keep the pipe from bursting. “No fog,” finally finishing his sentence with a hard gulp.
“Cause it’s not a fog machine tonight….just hooked it up…it’s a surprise gift, for you, pup,” Al and Kanai both locked eyes, those of the red head sparkling with menacing intentions.
“F-For….H’Hih…AHh..Uh..” he cleared his tightening throat, not quite catching on despite how obvious it was made for him. Practically spelled out. “Me? SnDFF,” he snuffled loudly, trying whatever best he could to swallow it down, what was in the air tonight? It was familiar, but all the stimulus around him, and the alcohol starting to settle in, it took the mutt longer to come to the realization of what was happening.
“Yup, filled it with my cologne,” Draeko's eyes widened in horror as the realization dawned on him. Alistar had perfectly orchestrated his downfall for the night. Genuinely, he should have guessed. Panic surged through him as he felt his sinuses swell and his chest tighten. The scent filled the room, enveloping him in a cloud of irritation and discomfort. With every breath, he could feel the sensation intensify, like tiny needles pricking at his nose and throat.
Desperation clawed at him as he tried to hold back the inevitable sneeze that threatened to burst forth. He could sense Kanai standing nearby, amusement dancing in his eyes as he watched the scene unfold. Drae's head was spinning from the alcohol, making it even harder for him to focus on fighting off the sneeze that was building up inside him like a tempest ready to unleash its fury. This was exactly the opposite of what he wanted for himself when it came to indulging within the party.
As he struggled to maintain control, Alistar's voice rang out mockingly, "Come on, pup, let it out, don’t be shy now, we’re amongst our peers,” the red head gestured to those around them, chatting and drinking.
Draeko's nostrils flared as he tried to fight against the overwhelming urge to sneeze, his mint and grey eyes watering from the potent scent that enveloped him. His chest heaved while he tried to stifle the sneeze, but it was a losing battle. With a sudden and explosive force, it tore through him, loud and unrestrained. "ihh’gxxnt’iiew! K’GNSH’iiew! Huh'GDTS'iiew!!! H’GKNSH!” Drae's body convulsed with the force of it, at first he did what he could to try and constrict the kitten like sounds, his hand flying up instinctively to cover his nose and mouth. Yet, it was to his great horror that the sounds had already echoed in the room, over the music, drawing the attention of everyone around them.
Alistar's laughter cut through the air like a sharpened knife, lethal and biting. "Oh my! What a display, you know, I think you can do better than that though," he taunted, a triumphant gleam in his eyes. Draeko felt his face burn with humiliation as he lowered his hand slowly, meeting Kanai’s ever so cold, and distance stare. Yet no matter how far the hound seemed, he was always present, the silent watcher, it was almost more intimidating that Al’s direct approaches.
The red head’s laughter continued to ring in Drae's pink tip dusted ears as he tried to compose himself, cheeks aflame with embarrassment. The party around them seemed to have paused, all eyes on him as he stood there, caught in the grip of his own body's betrayal. He could feel the weight of their stares like physical pressure against his skin, suffocating him in a bubble of mortification. The red head’s sudden words cutting off the inner defeat the mutt felt in this current situation. “Hey Nai, fetch us a round of vodka shots, eh?” his ruby orbs danced in his friend’s direction.
Kanai, the ever silent observer, finally stirred at Alistar's prompting. With a knowing nod, he sauntered over to the bar to fetch the round of shots as requested. His movements were smooth and deliberate, a stark contrast to the chaos swirling within Draeko. The hound's icy gaze bore into Drae's soul, a silent reminder of his constant vigilance.
Meanwhile, Alistar leaned in closer, his voice dripping with malicious amusement. "You should really be more careful with your secrets, hm pup?" he teased, relishing in the other’s submission. Draeko couldnt press upon how deeply seduced he felt in the palm of the other’s hand. This slick bastard just knew how to get under his skin, irritatingly and sexually. The mutt unable to process, felt his whole body was a blaze as the scent caused his chest to tighten uncomfortably once more. This was never ending, he had never been triggered so many times in the last few years of his life than he had been lately since meeting these two demons. The mutt’s nose tickled with urgency, his throat tingling like sparkling water.
Draeko's head spun from the overpowering scent of the allergen, his chest constricting as he struggled to draw in a full breath. The sneezes had left him feeling exposed and vulnerable, his defenses shattered before the amused gazes of those around him. He could almost taste the humiliation in the air, thick and suffocating.
As Kanai returned with the shots, a sense of relief washed over Draeko. The hound's presence was a grounding force amidst the chaos, a reminder that he was not completely alone in this torment. So he thought. Forgetting just how often the navy haired man would join and assist. Yet, in this moment, Kanai's cool demeanor and calculated movements were like a lifeline for Drae amongst all the guests whispering and gossiping, it offered a sense of stability in the midst of Alistar’s taunts and his own physical discomfort. “Good lookin, bud,” Al winked at his friend, who dispersed two shot glasses to each of them from the tray he had brought them on.
Alistar's voice seemed to echo in Draeko's ears, a constant reminder of his own powerlessness in this twisted game they constantly played. The way the red-head reveled in Draeko's embarrassment sent a shiver down his spine, a mixture of lustfueled submission and absolute humiliation. Before the hybrid could succumb to anymore of it, they each all shot back their drinks, letting the glasses clink loudly against the tray they returned them to. Despite the mutt knowing he shouldnt add anymore alcohol to his already full system, he couldn’t confidently face the rest of the night, without it. Kanai turning to bring the tray back to the kitchen.
As the hound disappeared into the kitchen, Alistar's smirk widened whilst he casually flicked a small remote hidden in his pocket. Unbeknownst to Draeko, he had been surreptitiously turning up the fog machine's dispensing rate all this while. The scent thickened around them, enveloping Drae in a haze that seemed to amplify the smell of cologne hanging in the air.
Draeko's eyes shifted with realization as the smell grew more potent, his sinuses flaring up in protest. He struggled to maintain his composure, but each inhale brought forth a wave of discomfort that threatened to break through his carefully constructed facade. Like a fat elephant sitting directly on his chest. Alistar watched with glee as Drae's reddened and moist nostrils flared, while his eyes watered so hard small tears began to trickle at the corner of his orbs, a cruel smile playing on Al’s lips.
"You know, pup," Alistar taunted, leaning in closer as if sharing a secret, "There's no use trying to hide it. Your reactions are written all over your face…just release, I promise, you’ll feel sooo much better,” his breath ghosting over the other’s skin as he moved to nip at the mutt’s sensitive ear tip.
Draeko's heart pounded in his chest as Alistar's words sank in, a mixture of lust and desire swirling within him. His body was betraying him, reacting to the humiliation and degradation in a way that both repulsed and excited him. The cologne thickened around them, a physical manifestation of the suffocating control Alistar held over him. It was getting to be too much as he tried to swallow a golf ball sized weight down his already tight throat. His sinuses, full, overflowing with need.
As Alistar leaned in, Draeko could feel his warm breath against his ear, sending shivers down his spine. The mutt's body tensed involuntarily as he fought against the conflicting urges warring within him. He wanted to push Alistar away, to escape the torment and degradation he was being subjected to. No one should have the power to dominate him like this. But at the same time, a twisted part of him craved the humiliation, the helplessness that came with surrendering to it as he listened to the whispers and snickers of on lookers from the party.
Alistar's fingers brushed lightly against Draeko's cheek, tracing a path down to his quivering lips. The red-head's touch almost solidifying his undying needs but it was the simplest, and lightest of touches that wound up sending him over the edge. He blew. “Hh..-” It started, he tried to swallow it but it barreled out of him like a ton of bricks being dumped out of a wheel barrow. “Hh’NDKT’ih! A-Ahh…K’GNSH’iiew! hihh’KXXtsh’chhu! HNn-..’GNSH!”
The force of Draeko's sneezes were unexpected, violent even. His body lurched forward in a spasm of movement, the motion ripping through him like a storm tearing through a forest. He staggered, nearly losing his balance as the sounds echoed through the room, drowning out the laughter of the students around him. “Huh’GDTS’iieW!” The never ending onslaught continued. Draeko's entire frame trembled with the force of his sneezes, his muscles tensing and releasing in rapid succession around the red head’s grip at his waist. “ehh’Gxxtchh’iew!”
Alistar's smirk faltered for a split second, turning into something dark before he recovered, amusement dancing in his eyes at Draeko's expense. The other students erupted into fresh peals of laughter, their gazes fixed on the mutt who had become the unwitting center of attention. “Look at all this attention you’re drawing in pup, a pathetic little mess at my disposal..you’re such a good dog,” Drae could feel their eyes on him, mocking and judgmental, their amusement cutting into him like a thousand tiny blades, but the words dripping off Al’s lips were the fire to his loins, the power behind this man’s reactions over him, igniting that nymph under the surface.
As Kanai reentered the room, a frown creased his brow as he took in the scene before him. His gaze flickering between those around them and the two being highlighted at this current stage. He almost felt the need to step in and stop it. Yet, he watched as Drae’s body hitch, and gasp.
“Ehh’Gxxtch’iew! H’GXNT! Hiihh’NGnxxt’iiew! Huh'GDTS'iiew!! ” the mutt did his best to hold them back, stifled behind his choking and gasping throat. The room fell almost silent, the music seeming to fade at the intensity. Every eye fixed on Draeko as he succumbed to a fit of powerful kitten like explosions. Each unstable sound reverberated through the space, a physical manifestation of his vulnerability and public humiliation. Alistar's grin widened at the sight before him, relishing in the control he had over the mutt and the attention he was able to draw. As Kanai stepped forward, a flicker of concern in his eyes, it was as if a cold wind had blown through the room, chilling the atmosphere that had been thick with tension and amusement just moments before.
Draeko's body shook with each sneeze, his chest heaving as he struggled to find his breath amidst the onslaught. The scent of cologne and allergens mingled in the air, creating a suffocating cloud around him, the red head reached down to grip the hybrid’s trembling jaw, forcing his gaze upward into that of lust-filled ruby gems. The mutt's eyes darted between Alistar and Kanai, though a struggle to make out the second body with his face forcibly held up, a mix of anxiety and longing evident in his depths. He felt exposed, stripped bare, it was all for one, horrifying but also, incredibly, undeniably, erotic. Draeko cursed himself inwardly, god damn him and his insatiable libido.
As Alistar continued to hold Draeko's face, he leaned in closer, his lips brushing against the hybrid's ear. His voice low and seductive, he whispered, "You're a sight to behold, Draeko,” He paused, a lingering darkness to the use of the mutt’s government name. “So vulnerable, yet so undeniably alluring… A real sight for our guests tonight," the end of his statement garnished with a side smirk so devious, it caused the hybrid to shiver. Draeko couldn't help the thrill that came from receiving the sudden praise, despite the humiliation that still lingered in the air.
“Al…” Kanai interjected almost quietly, and when his friend dismissed the sound, he cleared his throat with more confidence and stood up straight. “Alistar, enough,” feeling finally that this whole display had gone on long enough. The red eyed male looked up and squinted, narrowing his eyebrows with defiance.
“Don’t be a party pooper, Nai,” sticking out his tongue before the other reached out to take Drae’s hand and pulled him square out of the demons arms.
“Hiiiii’NGnxxt’iew!” another escaped the mutt surprisingly as he was yoinked from the position he had once been in, trapped within the red head’s grasp. The force of wind that had splashed across his face with the velocity, was just another kick in his already tightened and weakened sinuses. Though it was slightly stunted due to the surprise, it still caused the other’s cheeks to burn bright red, his nose trickling as he quickly reached up to wipe it. “I-I-….excuse me…” the mutt muttered, pushing passed Kanai, and the other onlooking students who simply shrugged and went back to their previous chatting. Drae headed straight to the bathroom.
“Hey man, not cool,” Alistar scoffed and folded his arms over his chest, clearly cheesed at his fun ruining bestie.
“He seemed uncomfortable, I didn’t like it,” The navy haired man adjusted his wrist watch, making sure it was still ticking as a means to avoid eye contact with the red head who was going to try and gaslight him.
“He’s always uncomfortable! But you interject NOW?” Al scoffed throwing his hands up into the air, unbelieving that out of all the times to grow a conscious, he’d choose the time he’s having the most fun.
“Yes,” Kanai looked up now making dead eyed contact with the other’s irritated ruby orbs.
“That’s cold, Nai, that’s cold….I thought we had something special,” he shook his head, his gaze averting to the ground before shoveling his hands timidly in his pockets to put on an even grander display.
“We do, now, go apologize,” Kanai stood confidently, one foot rooted in business while his heterochromatic eyes casually rolled at the other's dramatic gestures. He remained unfazed by the theatrics.
“What?? Apologize!? Why would I do that? Im not sorry!” A small burst of air escaped from the red head's mouth, as if laughing at the very concept. He shook his head, his hands gesturing emphatically to match his dismissive tone.
“Because, he seemed really upset, if it were me, you’d apologize,” delivering a logical argument that would hit closer to home for him. Not always did he like to use the tactics he had up his sleeves that could bend Alistar to his own will, but he knew how to use it with confidence and stealth.
“No I fuckin’ wouldn’t I’d tell you to suck it up!” Doubling down, but Kanai gave Alistar a knowing look after he said what he did, and the red head rolled his ruby orbs, aggressively shoveling his arms at his side out of their folded position. “FINE,” he conceded. “I’ll apologize,” and followed up with a less than enthused tone of voice this time.
“Good, I’ll see you when you return,” Kanai nodded, inwardly impressed his friend was willing to take his advice and smooth things over.
Meanwhile, in the bathroom Draeko was splashing mass amounts of water across his blushing red, swollen and leaking face. Desperate to clear himself of the horrendous scent still haunting his sinuses. “HGXNT! K’GNSH!” small, rapid fire sneezes still escaping him every few seconds as he tried to clear himself of the misery. “hiih’…” he hitched and hicked while he hovered over the sink, his hands gripping the edges like his life absolutely depended on it. “hihh’KXXtsh’chhuu! K’GNSH’iiew!! Ihh’gxxnt’iiew! K’GNSH!!” it sprayed across the mirror, too quick to stop it, decorating it in tiny droplets of spittle.
It was in the exact moment Drae was trying to compose himself that he heard a knock on the bathroom door, it was heavy handed. “Drae, Yo, can we talk?” The red head cleared his throat. “I wanted to uh…talk to you about what happened…” he muttered a bit loosely now, looking down toward the ground, he was uncomfortable. He didnt apologize. It wasnt his thing, he was an asshole through and through. However, Kanai asked him to do it…so he was gonna do it.
Draeko groaned inwardly not wanting the other to see him in this state, his head woozy from alcohol and sneezing his absolute brains out of his skull wasn’t exactly the pinnacle of sexy. Not to mention the conflicting feelings he had after that entire display of control. “I- ….Uh….it’s fine…just go away…” he stutters loosely, trying to shoo the other from seeing him like this.
“Look, I get it, you’re upset could you just plea-…” cut off suddenly by the hybrid opening the door and dragging him inside.
“Alright! God..I’m a mess right now, what?” Draeko huffed with slight annoyance but his face reddened when he looked up and locked eyes with the other. Like he was suddenly taken under by a strong wave in the ocean, memories started to flush of his hand on his jaw, the sound of his voice and the feeling of a steady heart beat against his back. So controlled. So Calm. He tried to keep his ambitions down at bay but the alcohol was making him more impulsive by the minute, his sinuses still throbbing despite it. Alistar was starting to feel an overwhelming sense of irritation and took a deep breath in.
“Dude! I’m just trying to apologize for upsetting you, fuck!” he threw his hands up, and the lighting caught his flexing arms tastefully, the hybrid swallowed loosely as his eyes flashed between checking him out and keeping eye contact.
“Wh-….I’m only upset that you made me sneeze! Asshole!” which, the usage of every word caught the red head’s attention. Only…upset…sneeze…so…then…? He cocked a thin red brow and looked the other up and down quizzically before Drae rolled his eyes and finally couldn’t handle it any longer. The courage running through his veins and the way he was starved of the other’s touch for so long…the hybrid reached up with both his fists closing around the collar of Alistar’s tshirt, and slammed their lips together with a furious heat.
Alistar was caught off guard by the sudden, intense kiss, but he couldn't deny the thrill that surged through him. Draeko's lips were firm and demanding, his tongue parting Alistar's lips as he explored the other man's mouth. Al’s hands gripped the mutt’s hips, pushing him against the edge of the sink before pressing their bodies together, their clothes stuck to their skin from sweat and alcohol. “Fuck me…” the mutt whimpered behind their passionate entanglement.
Draeko's hands traveled up Alistar's back, his fingers curling into the dense red hair at the nape of his neck. He groaned into the kiss, his erection straining against the denim of his jeans, desperate for friction. Alistar moaned into the kiss, his own arousal matching the hybrid's “Say less,” he returned with a voice equally matched of breathlessness.
The sounds of their passionate lips and their ragged breathing filled the air, creating a cacophony of intense lust. They were both lost in the moment, all their differences and arguments temporarily forgotten.
As they continued to kiss, Draeko's hands moved lower, sliding under the waistband of Alistar's jeans, feeling the heat and hardness of his arousal. Alistar let out a low growl, his hands tightening on Draeko's hips, pulling their hips closer together.
The room spun around them, mostly due to the intensity of their movements mixed with a heavy consumption of booze, but none the less that passion burned hot as they began to tear shirts over heads, and shovel pants down ankles. Their skin met in a rush of wet, electric sensation, naked bodies collided against the cold, porcelain surface of the sink. Draeko's deep-set eyes locked onto Alistar's gaze, a mixture of unbridled lust and long-suppressed desire burning in their depths. He leaned in and whispered huskily, "I want you so bad…please..” he whimpered, biting his lower lip while pleading reddened, wet, eyes gazed up at the other. Al could only reply with an animalistic, approving grunt before finally finding the words he needed.
“Yeah? Then you can have me….but I want you to watch,” he gripped the other’s hips tightly before spinning him around to face the slightly speckled mirror, rubbing his harded cock against the crack between Drae’s welcoming cheeks. “I want you to see yourself get absolutely fucking claimed by me, this is what you’ve been wanting…and you’re going to face it,” he smirked with a cocky resolve, spitting in his hand, and mulling it lazily over his thick length.
Draeko shuddered, overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events but his eyes never left the reflection as Alistar’s cockhead teased his entrance. “Y-Yes Sir….” he whimpered in response. Unable to resist the raw desire that radiated off the other man, he arched his back, pressing his ass against the invading tip. Alistar's smirk deepened, his fingers tightened around the mutt’s slender hips, and he slowly forced his way into the hybrid, the heat of their bodies radiating off each other.
Alistar's pace was slow and deliberate, savoring the moment as he finally felt Draeko's body gripped around him. The red-head's groans echoed in the bathroom, a testament to the pleasure he was enduring. The hybrid's hips bucked back, meeting each thrust with a determined ferocity. His emotions ran the gamut – from frustration to desire, from pleasure to pain, all tangled into a mess of raw sensations. He was finally getting his way and Draeko didnt even feel an ounce of guilt for giving in. They both needed this.
Their bodies moved together, synchronized by the rhythm of their breaths and the slap of skin against skin. A sheen of sweat glistened over their skin, making their bodies glisten in the reflection. Draeko's eyes never left the mirror, both proud and ashamed of the sight of his body being claimed by the red head, the way his mouth hung open with each pathetic mewl and whimper that spilled out.
Alistar's hands moved with purpose, running down Draeko's back and across his spine with a purpose to leave long deep lines of marks that were sure to stain. As they moved, the echoes of the jock’s words reverberated through Draeko's mind - watch, be claimed, face it. It was a shameful thought, but also an intensely pleasurable one. The mirror serving as a testament to his shame and yet his deepest desires.
Alistar's pace increased, his thrusts deep and hard, and Draeko moaned in response, his head dropping back and his eyes rolling upward. The pleasure was intense, and though the embarrassment and longing were still there, it was drowned out by the raw, primal feeling of being taken. “Who do you belong to?” he heard the words suddenly cut through his mindless pleasure, the hybrid sucked in a stiff breath of air.
“Y-You..” he gasped, his eyes half lidded as he tried to keep eye contact with the other.
“Say my name,” Al ordered, his lips twisting into a satisfied smirk.
“Al…istar” Draeko managed to whisper, his voice breaking in a mix of yearning and vulnerability.
Alistar's eyes glimmered with triumph as he continued to thrust, his hands gripping Draeko's hips with a vice-like grip.
“Good boy, Now, look at yourself,” He nodded towards the dirty mirror, and Draeko forced his eyes open, staring at the reflection of his body being ravaged by the other man. In a quick motion, Al leaned over to snag his tshirt laying beside them, bringing it up to Drae’s face and smothering it into his calmed nostrils. "Go on, inhale,”
Hesitantly, the hybrid inhaled deeply, expecting to maybe get a whiff of the red head’s natural musk but instead met with the terribly invasive scent of his cologne instead. Shit. “N-No-…”
“Aht, Be my good boy, come on, watch,” he pointed at the mirror ahead, his hips still snapping relentlessly, slowing down every third measure just to torment him.
“Hnn…A-Ahh…H’KGNT! Hh’NDKT’ih! Hihh’GXXTsh’iiew! ” unable to deny or hold back he watched himself twist in agony before his eyes squeezed shut in the moment he blew his top and with his hands busy keeping himself steady against the sink, he painted the mirror once more. Almost unable to see himself clearly through the reflection now as he stammered and moaned. His one mint colored eye locked with its reverse image, seeing how reddened his whites were and the tears that stained his flushed cheek. He whimpered again, snuffling pathetically as he pushed his hips back to meet every thrust.
Alistar groaned low, and slow, it was almost unearthly the way it sounded. His ruby eyes glared down and consumed the sight before him, the delightfulness of watching his target become so needy for him, only to succumb to a convulsing mess. “You’re a fuckin’ work of art, pup…fuck….you feel so good when you tighten around me….” he grunted between a clenched jaw and working hips. “How your greedy fuckin’ hole flexes when you can’t cont-..Hng..ain your silly little mess…” pushing the words out as he continued his way through the smaller male, feeling the rolling bubble of his climax approaching.
The room was echoed with the sound of Al’s demeaning voice, and the slap of skin colliding amongst their throes. The mutt’s head fell downward, unable to keep his gaze but Al gripped him by his bangs in one hand, and forced it back up. “Don’t, look…away,” he commanded forcefully, and between the residual cologne still trickling up and down the inner cavities of his sinuses, with the sudden exposure to the light above him as well, another set of sneezes came spilling out of him.
“Hh’NDKT’ih! HUH’GDTS’iiew! KGNSh! H’GXTSh’ue!” His body lurched forward, and a plume of saliva misted from his open maw. Draeko's breaths now ragged, throat sore and eyes reddened, his mind a whirlwind of shameful pleasure and submission, his nose running mildly down his lip. The mirror, a disaster from top to bottom, no space unspeckled. He knew he was being conquered, but that thought only fueled him further, he’d been wanting this. Not exactly this…prehaps could do without sneezing consistently, but he wanted to please Al. He was so desperately working for that praise. Driven by it.
“That’s right, pup, you sound so delicious when you’re sneezing all over for me ….” The demon hissed allowing the T-shirt to fall from his hand. Alistar's thrusts grew more frenzied, Draeko's whimpers and moans grew more intense as he was given clearer air to breathe. He felt his own budding release building within him, a fiery wave of ecstasy ready to explode. "Yesss, that's it…" Alistar hissed, his voice low and rough, "Make yourself cum for me…Nghh” jaw clenching tightly before he finished his sentence “…Let me see you enjoy every last second of this,"
The words were like a catalyst, igniting the lust frenzied fire within Drae. He arched his back, writhing against Al's snapping hips, every stroke bringing them closer to their shared release. Sniffling, moaning, trying to twist his nose in circles to avoid another sneeze, he just wanted to cum, he wanted to feel the other cum. He didn’t want to be over taken by another dreadfully earth shaking sneeze. The hybrid's mind was a haze, his body trembling persistently while he was plowed relentlessly. “Cum for me…let yourself go..let me see…” Alistar spoke behind gritted teeth.
The climax was upon them, the room filled with the wet slap of skin and the gasping breaths of two men lost in their primal dance. Draeko's whimpers and moans grew more desperate, his body shuddering with each stroke while his nose and head throbbed from the intensity of his allergies. Alistar's thrusts became more urgent, the hybrid's tight hole squeezing him like a vice. The room was a whirlwind of sweat and musk, the scent of their arousal mingling with the lingering cologne.
Drae's mind was a blur of guilt, pressure and pleasure, his body a live wire charging rapidly towards its climax. He could feel his orgasm building, a furious wave ready to crash over the rocks while Al struck his prostate, and began a series of attacks against it.
"Agh! Ahh! Oh, fuck!" the hybrid cried as he spilled over, his body racked and shaken by the overwhelming sensation of his orgasm. Alistar's gaze locked onto Draeko's through a spot in the mirror, his eyes burning with intensity as he watched the hybrid lose all control. His own arousal peaked, and he could feel himself nearing his own climax. One final surge, and with a primal grunt, he thrust into Draeko one last time, filling him completely.
“FUUUUUCking…SHIT!” he cursed through his orgasm. Their bodies trembled in sync, coated in a sheen of sweat and the remnants of their crimes committed. For a moment, all was still. Only the labored breathing of the two men filled the air, their hearts pounding in the aftermath of their shared release. Draeko slumped against the sink, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. The guilt and shame of the moment intertwined with the raw pleasure they had both experienced.
Alistar stumbled back eventually and steadied himself up against the wall, grabbing his pants and pulling them slowly up to fasten them back on. “That’s gonna get fucking addictive, Bravo, such a good boy…” the messy red haired man scoffed, and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, carefully pulling one out of the box, and up to his lips. He lit it.
Draeko's eyes met Alistar's in the mirror, a mixture of emotions swirled in his gaze. The culpability, the pleasure, the vulnerability. A newfound realization dawned upon him – he too, was addicted, and he craved more. His throat still sore as he tried to clear it with a cough; and then, the only sound he could hear was his own heavy breathing. He watched as Alistar's eyes burned with the same desire, the same hunger that Draeko himself felt.
Al's lips quirked up into a devilish grin as he took a drag of his cigarette, the smoke curling up into the air. "You know what they say about addiction, Squeaks?" he chuckled, his voice low and husky. "Once you get a taste of it, you can't get enough." Drae swallowed a hard large lump down his throat, biting his lower lip.
“You sound like an expert,” he chuckled nervously while he then stood straight and with the best of his ability, cleaned himself up. He was leaking from his nose still, and various other holes…he sighed inwardly, not wanting to show too many emotions off to the red head enjoying his aftermath stoge. Yet, the longer they stood around in this bathroom, the more nervous Draeko began to feel. The hybrid’s thoughts started to race, the post nut clarity was hitting him hard as he realized he was also sobering up. He quickly got dressed now. “Hey, you in a rush? You don’t want another round? Maybe ride me on the toilet?” Al wiggled his eyebrows cheekily, and Drae froze for a moment.
“I-…uh…” he cleared his throat and shook his head. “I gotta get back to my dorm…” was all he said before pushing past the red head, out the door and out of the house completely. Alistar simply stood there shirtless, slightly shocked but mostly content. He got what he needed out of the night, no need to pretend to be Prince Charming. Yet as he finished his cigarette he was met with a silent, stealthy Kanai by the door.
“FUCK! Dude! Don’t do that shit…scared the fuck outta me,” trembling outwardly as if he was covered in bugs and trying to shake them off. The hound was unimpressed, his expression, emotionless.
“Why did Draeko leave?” A simple thin brow perked up and he tilted his head ever so curiously.
“Said something bout needing to go home…he wasnt upset by the way,” The red head chuckled and stepped closer. “Just really fuckin’ horny….we smashed,” holding his hand up for a high five. He was met with a blank stare and several blinks.
“So then why’d he leave?”
“Dude, I told you, he just wanted to go home, he got his nut and wanted to dip,” shrugging his shoulders, throwing his hands up Alistar was being genuine in his response and Kanai was still deeply confused but wound up trusting his friend’s word.
“If you say so…Also someone threw up in the kitchen..you said you’d clean up any messes….” Al sighed with a mixture of frustration and annoyance.
“Uncle Fuckin…fine alright, I’ll be right there,” the jock grabbed his tshirt off the ground and slid it back over his head. “Lets get this over with…”
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Finally at home, Drae collapses on his back across the bed. Staring directly up at the ceiling he isn’t entirely sure what to do with what had happened tonight, and frankly, he wasnt ready to face it. With a deep, long sigh, he closes his eyes, and drifts off to sleep.
To be continued…
Author’s Notes: OoOoOoOo StEaMy 🥵🥵🥵 I enjoyed writing this one I’m not gonna lie. Draeko being tormented in front of everyone 😍? Secretly enjoying the power Al has over him! 😍 Al?! Anyway! Kisses! Hope yall enjoyed 🫶🏻