I Think I'm Ready
Read on AO3 -> Lukas knows Riley has a lot of hangups about sex. That's why he's so surprised when Riley comes to him one evening wanting to give it a try with him.
CW: mentions of past abuse/rape R-18+
When I entered into my relationship with Riley, I knew sex wasn't something he wanted. I didn't blame him; Jacob had been awful to him in so many ways, it was no wonder he'd become repulsed by the idea.
I remember the first time I brought it up. Riley had frozen, his beautiful red eyes wide with fear as he looked up at me. He'd told me with a shaking voice that if I'd wanted to, he would. I summarily told him we absolutely wouldn't unless he approached me first.
He'd argued with me for a while about it, saying it wasn't fair to me that I had to take care of my needs on my own. It astonished me, how willing he was to put his own comfort and happiness aside if it meant I would be able to have sex. As if that were an equal exchange.
To end the conversation, I had kissed him on the forehead and told him that no matter what, I loved him. He didn't have to give what he wasn't comfortable giving, and I wouldn't take it by force. It had made him cry.
Color me surprised when, after a long day of training and tactics meetings several months after that conversation, Riley enters our chambers looking at me like he needs me.
"Lukas," Riley's voice is soft, "I want to try having sex tonight."
I drop the book I'm reading in my surprise. Riley's cheeks flush when our eyes meet. Something stirs in my gut, but I want to make sure this isn't something he's offering out of guilt for not wanting sex in the past.
I stand and cross the room to him. "You're certain you want to, my prince?"
"Yes," Riley looks up at me and takes my hand, "I'm certain. I've talked through my thoughts with Savan'ti and Adeline, and… I want you. Please."
A hum leaves my throat as I lean down to kiss him. He wraps his arms around my neck and pulls me closer. His tongue prods at my lips, and I allow him entry into my mouth happily. We've kissed deeply before–a man can't keep all his desire to himself, after all–but he's never been this forward. He's never tasted so much of desire.
I have to pull away eventually, internally cursing my need to breathe, but the way Riley looks at me with his flushed cheeks and swollen lips sets my body ablaze.
"Let me take care of you," I mutter breathlessly, "I don't want you to do any work tonight."
Riley's face flushes further as I lift him off the ground and remove his glasses with my teeth. The wolf inside me wants me to absolutely ravish him, to claim and mark him as mine. I don't want to be that rough with him. Not when he's already so nervous about it.
I lay him down gently on the bed and put his glasses on the bedside table. His mind is already somewhere else as his eyes slide down my body. I take off my shirt and toss it off to the side without much of a thought. My pants go next, leaving me in just my underwear.
"I could've made it a show, but you look impatient."
"I'm not…" Riley's voice cracks and he turns his head away from me. He squirms a little bit on the bed.
I have got to get my hands on this man.
I chuckle softly and climb onto the bed over him. "It's okay, fangs, you're allowed to be impatient for me to touch you. Just tell me if I make you uncomfortable, or if you want me to stop."
Riley nods slowly, and I lean down to pepper kisses on his face while my hands fumble with the buttons on his stupidly intricate dress shirt. It's silk, like all of his best clothing, so I can't just rip it off. Not that I would… probably.
"Hey, did you know that the buttons on your shirt are the bane of my existence right now?"
Riley laughs, that melodic sound I could never tire of, and I watch tension ease from his shoulders. "Sorry, Lukas."
"Not your fault the tailors here don't know how to make clothes that are easy to take off."
He smiles up at me, and I kiss the corners of his lips reverently. He is so, so beautiful. I'm so lucky to have him. I'm so lucky he loves me. I'm lucky he trusts me.
Finally, the damned shirt is unbuttoned. I must have a stupidly proud smile on my face, because Riley snickers quietly beneath me as I open it up to look at his bare chest.
"I don't want to hear that from you." I snort and lean down to kiss Riley's collarbone. He shudders beautifully beneath me. "You are so dexterous, and I am so stupid."
I kiss down his chest and run my hands over his stomach. Riley shudders again as a contented sigh escapes his lips. It is so rare for him to allow me to touch him like this, so I relish in the opportunity. His skin is cold, though the places I touch are left warm.
I trace the lines of his scars with my tongue and Riley gasps beneath me.
"Lukas!"
I reluctantly stop lavishing my attention on my lover's perfect body and look up at him. His eyes are wide as he stares back at me.
"What's up, Riley?"
He shakes his head and shakily reaches up to pet my hair. "S-Sorry… that just caught me off guard."
I smile and turn my head to kiss his palm. "Okay. Need a minute before I continue?"
"No," Riley pulls his hand back and lets it fall again, "no, I'm okay."
I grin. "Good, I'm glad."
I decide it's time for Riley's pants to exit the scene and begin to undo them. The buttons on his slacks are far easier for me to undo than his shirt, so I busy my mouth with his torso once more. I lift Riley's hips with one hand and pull his pants off with the other. They fly somewhere behind me to the floor.
Riley somehow manages to wiggle out of his shirt the rest of the way and drops it off the side of the bed. He's left now in just his underwear, and I marvel at the sight of him. Nobody will ever be as beautiful as Riley Everwinter is.
"I love you." I murmur to him as I move to kiss him again. "I love you so much."
Riley hums into the kiss and I let my hands wander again. One hand runs down his side while the other finds his nipple. It's already a little hard when I begin playing with it, and it draws the most beautiful moan from his lips.
"O-Oh…" His back arches a little bit and he reaches up to cover his mouth.
I grab his wrist gently and pin it down to the bed. "Nah-ah… I want to hear you, okay?"
"O-Okay." Riley nods with wide eyes.
I continue to play with his nipple, twisting and pinching at it until it's red and probably painful. In my periphery, I can see the tent beginning to form in Riley's underwear.
Good, I think as I trail kisses down his chest to his crotch, I'm glad he's enjoying this.
I hook two fingers under the elastic of his underwear and tug the cloth down until Riley can kick them off himself. He's already fully erect from the foreplay we've done, which stirs a possessive sort of pride in my chest. It also makes me really want to suck his dick a little.
"You… You're staring…" Riley's voice breaks. He bites his lip–gently, so he doesn't break the sensitive skin with his fangs–and his fingers fidget in the sheets.
Now I definitely want to suck his dick.
I wrap my fingers around the base of his cock and drink in the sounds he makes as I press my lips to the head. I shouldn't be petty, but I find myself doubting that Jacob ever thought about giving Riley this little bit of pleasure before fucking him.
Riley grips the sheets and lets out a breathy moan as I slide my tongue down the shaft and around the tip. I give a few small, experimental strokes before I decide to just take him into my mouth.
"L-Luka-aaah…" He trembles slightly beneath me, entirely lost as to what he's supposed to do.
I bob my head up and down a few times, then close my eyes and take him in all the way to the hilt with a small hum. The vibrations from my mouth make him whimper beautifully. I swirl my tongue around a few times before removing myself from his dick with a quiet pop and grin up at him.
"Sorry, but I couldn't help myself."
Riley gapes at me for a few seconds. Despite not really needing to breathe, his chest is heaving with panting breaths.
"Why….?" He doesn't finish his question. I already know what he's asking, anyway, so he doesn't need to. Why are you paying so much attention to my body when it's supposed to be you treating me like a fuck toy? Okay, he wouldn't phrase it like that, but that's the gist of it.
I move up again so I can peck his lips; once, twice, three times while he stares up at me in confusion.
"Because," I say as I lean down to kiss him again, "I love you, and I want this to feel good. What's the point if I don't get to gently unravel you bit by bit?"
Riley's eyes water slightly, though he quickly blinks the tears away and smiles shakily at me. "I… I don't know what to say… Can-can I do anything for you?"
"Um, no?" I let out a short laugh of confusion, which is met with a light smack on the arm. "I'm being serious! I told you I didn't want you to do any work tonight, and I meant it! Let me love on you, Riley."
I can see the retort he'd thought up die on his lips. He nods dumbly at me, which earns him another set of kisses all over his lips, face, and jaw. He's just so fucking cute, I can't help it.
I lean over to my bedside table and fumble awkwardly in the drawer looking for the bottle of lubricant I keep in there. It takes an ungodly amount of time, which draws a quiet laugh from Riley.
"Maybe if you'd organize your drawer…"
"It was organized!"
"…Was."
I choose not to respond to him, since he's looking at me with a smirk on his face. The effect is lessened from the blush he's still sporting, but that doesn't mean a whole heck of a lot. He's still calling me out.
I finally find the gods damned bottle and close the drawer after I pull it out.
"I don't wanna hear it."
"I didn't say anything!"
Riley's mouth has settled into a fond smile at me while I uncork the lid. The last bit of trepidation I have about this leaves when I see how relaxed he is. It might still change when I go to prep him, but for now I can be content knowing he's pleased.
I pour some of the liquid in my hand and warm it before slicking up two of my fingers. "Tell me to stop and I will, okay?"
"Okay." He nods and bites his lip again as I spread his legs gently and use my index finger to circle the rim of his asshole a few times. He jolts slightly as I press the digit inside, though I don't move it for a while to allow him to get comfortable.
Once he relaxes a little again, I move my finger carefully. "You're doing well, Riley. Just relax, okay? I got you."
Riley whines something incomprehensible in Witchspeak, but he nods, so I take it as a sign to keep going. I pull my finger out and add another, beginning to scissor him open gently. He whines again as I put a third finger in and begin to curl them, looking for his sweet spot.
"How are you holding up, love?"
"Gods," Riley moans (heh, found it), "I'm-I'm fine… just fuck me already."
His voice, while ragged, is absolutely dripping with lust, and it reminds me of my still-clothed erection. I'd been so focused on making sure Riley felt good and was still okay that I'd forgotten about it.
"As you wish, Your Highness."
I pull my fingers from inside him to finally rid myself of my underwear, and Riley whimpers sweetly at the loss of sensation.
I take the lube and pour a good amount of it onto my hand again, this time to slick my dick up. I don't want to hurt Riley, even though I know he's not fragile and I prepped him well.
I readjust myself and rub his thighs lovingly before shifting to his hips so I could line myself up. I push the tip in and look up to see Riley practically becoming undone beneath me. I open my mouth to ask if he needs time, but he gives me a look that tells me I better move before I get smacked, so I do.
I push myself halfway in with a groan. He's tight with tension, so I rub his hips soothingly. "Relax, my sweet. It'll feel better if you do."
Riley takes a few shaky breaths and closes his eyes. I grab his hand and smile softly at him. "Need to stop?"
"Did… Did I say stop?" He gasps out and grips my hand tightly. He does relax, though. Well, as much as he can with a penis up his ass. "Ke-ep going…"
"Okay, okay," I chuckle and slowly push myself in until my hips are flush with his. Riley arches his back slightly and lets out a shuddering breath as he adjusts.
Riley's grip on my hand intensifies for a second before he remembers his strength. "S-Sorry…" He mumbles, a hint of a whine in his voice.
"S'okay; thanks for not breaking my fingers, though."
He sputters at me for a moment and turns his head away. "You… you can move now."
I nod and begin to thrust slowly and gently. I find a decent rhythm rather quickly; not too fast, but not agonizingly slow, either. Or, it's not agonizingly slow to me. The wolf is clawing at the back of my mind, howling for me to break the dam and completely wreck the man beneath me.
Make him scream your name, it growls at me, make him beg for you. Claim him.
I must've growled quietly, because Riley is looking at me with concern in his eyes.
"'M okay, sorry sweetheart." I mumble and lean down to kiss him. He moans into my mouth as I hit his sweet spot, so I take the opportunity to slip my tongue into his and deepen the kiss. Ah, if only I didn't have to breathe. I could kiss him forever.
Alas, I have to pull away so I can breathe, but I remain close to him. Clearly, the angle works. Riley is moaning so beautifully every time I thrust in, and my resolve to go slowly is beginning to crumble as I listen to him.
He reaches up and wraps his arms around my neck to keep me in place. Like I was going to pull away from him when he's like this. I would never.
"Mmh–Lukas," his nails dig into the skin of my shoulders, "ha-arder… "
I let out a quiet moan of my own as he pulls me ever closer. Riley could tell me to do pretty much anything and I would listen. Right now, this is the best thing he could possibly have asked of me. Does that make me no better than a teenage boy? Probably.
"Anything for you," I kiss his ear and comply to his request, snapping my hips instead of rolling them gently as I did before. A pressure begins to build in my loins, and I wonder how much longer he'll last.
Riley's back arches as a cry of pleasure escapes his lips. His nails rake shakily up my shoulder blades.
The sting spurs me on, and I lean down to bite his neck as I continue to thrust into him.
"I-I–" Riley's words are cut off by another particularly debauched moan, but I know what he means. He's getting close. I can feel it in the way he shakes beneath me, how he clenches around me. I could get addicted to this.
I suck on his neck a little bit and lick at the mark I left on him. A small growl leaves my throat despite my best attempts to stop my stupid little creature from being a menace. Next time, I'll leave more marks, if he lets me.
"Want me to pull out before I cum?" I huff into his ear. I don't want to make him uncomfortable, even if it's on accident.
Riley's response is to wrap his legs around my hips and lock his ankles together. I'll take that as my answer.
I kiss his temple lovingly. My thrusts are becoming more erratic as my climax draws near, and even though I've told him a billion times, I want him to remember how much I love him while I do this.
"Lukas!" Riley cries as his climax hits him and his whole body jolts and shudders with pleasure.
The sound of my name on his lips like that tips me over the edge. My hips stutter to a stop as I hit my own climax and release fully inside him. Riley throws his head back and squeezes his eyes shut, a few tears of overstimulation sliding down his temples as his mouth remains open in a silent cry.
"You did great, Ri." I lean down and kiss the tears from his eyes, then leave a chaste peck on his lips. Each touch makes him shiver a little bit. "Let's get cleaned up."
Riley whimpers quietly when I pull out, his eyes still shut tightly.
I take a few moments to admire him fully. He's flushed and breathing heavily despite his lack of need for air. His normally well-kept hair is a mess, just like the rest of him. I have to resist the urge to lick him clean.
I go to stand so I can draw the bath, but my darling vampire uses his ungodly strength to pull me right back down.
"Riley, c'mon. You're gonna get all sticky." I snicker as I pet his hair. He's still shuddering and shaking slightly, but I can tell he's coming down off the high now. "Let me go draw us a bath, then we'll cuddle all you want."
"Mmh…. fine." Riley reluctantly lets me go.
I kiss the bridge of his nose and head to the bathroom. Thanks to the magic of the castle, the water I fill the large tub with is already warm and will remain so until we are finished. I toss in one of the weird bath orbs Adeline gifted Riley with and watch it turn the water into a swirling sunset of colors. The scent of cherry blossoms fills the air.
"I hope you didn't fall asleep in there!" I call before returning to see Riley with his legs thrown over the side of the bed awkwardly. He looks at me helplessly, like he's tried to sit up and failed. "Oh, Ri…"
"I don't want to hear it." He scowls at me, but his tone is soft. He allows me to pick him up off the bed and lower him slowly into the bath I've drawn.
Once I've gotten in, he leans against me and closes his eyes. I kiss the top of his head and wrap my arms around him loosely.
"Thank you, Lukas." Riley mutters sleepily.
I smile and rub his arms. "Anything for you, my love."
