Vex Scar going into rut. He'd been a bit clinger before, but neither he nor Grian had really thought much of it. He gets clingy sometimes, it's not anything unusual.
He and Grian have been dating for quite a few months now, and have definitely fucked in that time. But Scar's yet to go into a rut since they got together. Grian's never really seen him during one - Scar always hides out in his base as he waits for it to pass. But now he's got Grian, who is tucked right into his side.
They're cuddling in bed when it first hits Scar. He pulls Grian closer, face buried in his hair. He tries to ignore the urges for as long as he can, but that ends up not being very long. Soon, before he knows it, he's rocking his hips against Grian's thigh, desperate for any bit of friction he can get.
At first, Grian doesn't think anything is really different from normal. Scar's horny, that's common for him. he's perfectly happy to let Scar fuck him, and starts working on taking the lead as he normally does. He moves his thigh out of the way, intent on teasing Scar (one of his favorite things to do) but Scar growls at him, and oh. That's…new. As is the way he pulls him closer, his thigh back between Scar's legs as he goes back to rutting against him. He pulls Grian close and doesn't let him leave his grasp.
He's so desperate for Grian that he doesn't even bother to take their clothes off at first. He comes like that, grinding against Grian's thigh before shuddering to a halt, arms still wrapped around Grian and holding him close.
Grian tries to move slightly, to pull back and get a proper look at Scar, but Scar growls and pulls him closer, head moving so he can look down at Grian with a pout, and oh. His eyes are glowing white and his ears look...pointier. Curious, he leans over and runs his finger along the edge of one of them.
Scar reacts instantly, a low thrumbling noise coming from his throat as he leans further into Grian. Grian chuckles. "Hey, buddy," he says. "You feeling alright?"
"Need you," Scar mumbles, his hips going back to their rocking. Alarmingly, Grian doesn't think he went soft for even a second. He tries to pull away again, just to look properly at him, but Scar quickly grabs his arm.
He bares his teeth, likely as some kind of threat, and they also look a lot sharper than normal. Grian swallows. He wants those teeth everywhere.
"You'll have me," he tries to soothe. "I'm not going anywhere, I just - at least let me get your clothes off?" Scar watches him closely. Scowls, but lets him mostly out of his grip, enough that Grian can start working on pulling Scar's clothes off. It isn't long before Scar's clawing at Grian's own clothes, and Grian yelps as he tears right through them with his sharper-than-normal claws.
He opens his mouth to complain, but he doesn't get the chance to before Scar's kissing him. He nicks his lip with his teeth and immediately licks it to soothe the sting.
This is so different from how things normally go with them. Usually Grian's in charge, Scar eagerly following his every order. But as Scar pushes him down and hungrily stares at him, Grian can't find it within him to mind too much.
His cock drags against Grian's cunt, a heavy weight. A quick glance down shows that even that's increased in size, and Grian gulps. He grinds against his folds a few times, and Grian quickly speaks up.
"Hey, hey, wait," he says, voice a little panicked. Scar growls, but luckily listens, hips stuttering to a stop. Grian lets out a breath. "You're gonna split me in two if you go in without prep. Just - give me a moment."
Scar sits back and waits as Grian grabs the lube and quickly stretches himself. He can tell Scar is getting impatient, and honestly he is too - he needs that dick in him - so he goes a little quicker than he probably should. Oh well, he's sure it'll be fine.
He settles back into place, and even reaches down to help guide Scar's cock into him. If it's just an excuse to touch him, well...can you blame him? Scar's hot like this. He soon realizes his hand doesn't even fit all the way around him anymore and he starts to question if he really did stretch himself enough.
He doesn't have time to second guess himself as Scar starts to press into his cunt. Even from the start, it's so much. He definitely didn't stretch himself enough, but he relishes in the feeling, in the burn as every inch is pressed inside. Scar's claws leave angry red lines in his hips, and he relishes in the sting of those, too.
When Scar bottoms out, finally, he stays there for a bit, much to Grian's relief. He needs a moment to get used to the way Scar stretches his cunt so much more than normal.
While he does that, Scar leans over and kisses him for a moment before pulling back and mouthing at his neck. Grian moans as he finally bites down and he can feel those teeth against his skin. He shifts against Scar who growls, the sound reverberating through him, and then he moves his hips back before thrusting back in.
Each thrust rocks through him, so deep in him as he's left unable to do anything but take the overwhelming pleasure. Scar holds onto his hips, frantically thrusting into him, desperate to come and fill him up. Grian has a bit of drool leaking out of his mouth, head thrown back, hands fisting the sheets.
He startles when he feels it. The base of Scar's cock is getting bigger and catching against his hole. He gasps as it tries to squeeze its way in, and Grian clenches against the cock in him, so very close to coming. He needs the knot. Needs his cunt ruined by Scar, stretched around the knot.
He grinds back against Scar, and comes immediately when the knot pops in. Scar growls, grinds against him a few times, and then he's coming too. Fills Grian up with his cum, painting his insides white. Grian's cunt greedily sucks it in, still working around his cock. When Scar's done, he collapses against his side and pulls him close.
His knot is still trapped in Grian, and he whines a little as it jostles inside of him. But he's content to curl into Scar's side. He's sure they're not done, but maybe for now he can take a nap, until Scar's knot goes down...
Ok I mentioned I'd post a snippet in my last post so here it is. I say snippet, this is a full 1.7k words of Scar eating Grian out. Fun times.
It is part of the childhood friends au where Grian is trans. By this point he's been on HRT for at least a few months. I dunno when exactly in the timeline this takes place lmao
Anyway have this writing <3 yay
The moment Scar sits on the bed, Grian crawls onto his lap, sets a hand on his face, and guides him into a kiss. Scar eagerly kisses him back, hands resting on his waist as he deepens the kiss.
It’s been a week since Grian last saw Scar. A week without being near him, without being able to touch him, without kissing him. He knows that Scar goes on a week-long trip with his family every summer, he knows this. He goes every year, but he wasn’t able to go with them this year so he was left at home without his boyfriend.
He tries to press himself closer, to kiss him even harder, desperate to feel Scar against him. Scar’s hands move up to cup his face and the two continue to kiss.
It doesn’t take long before Grian starts trying to grind against Scar. Scar moves a hand to hold him in place and chuckles, pulling away just enough to speak against his lips. “Already so needy, huh?”
“Shut up,” Grian grumbles. “I missed you! It’s been a week.” He leans in to kiss him again. “Also I need you to fuck me now. My hand hasn’t been cutting it.”
Scar gives a full-bodied laugh at that, especially as Grian pouts down at him as he pulls away a little. He doesn’t fully give in, but he does grind his hips up a little, smiling at Grian’s whine as his hands move to his shoulders as he tries to hold onto something.
Grian opens his mouth to say something, but Scar doesn’t give him the chance as he leans in and kisses him again. One kiss turns into another, and then another, and then he finally pulls away only to leave a trail of kisses down his neck. Grian tilts his head back, a low moan leaving his lips as Scar bites down by his collarbone.
Grian continues to grind against Scar as he lavishes his neck with attention. It’ll be a pain to hide those marks later, but right now he’s focused on Scar and hopefully getting him to fuck him already.
“Scar….”
“Okay, okay.” Scar pulls back and Grian almost whines at the loss, but then Scar is gently maneuvering him until he’s laying on the bed, Scar leaning over him. He sits up for a bit, just enough to throw off his shirt and toss it to the side. While he does that, Grian scrabbles at the button on his own pants before he manages to undo it, kicking them off of him and then leaning up to help Scar out of his own pants.
With that done, Grian lays back on the bed, now only wearing his shirt and boxers. He hadn’t worn his binder when he went over to Scar’s, having hoped they’d be able to do this. He missed him.
Scar kisses him again, mainly just to feel the slide of their lips, while one of his hands moves down to his thigh. He strokes the inside of his thigh before slowly making his way to the juncture of his hips. Grian pulls away enough to huff, opening his mouth to tell him to move faster, when his hand cupping his cunt cuts him off as he gasps.
Two fingers stroke along the outside of his cunt, Scar grinning as he feels the little bit of dampness from the wet spot on Grian’s boxers. He moves his fingers up and down slowly, watching as Grian slowly gets more and more impatient.
“C’mooooon Scar,” Grian whines, pouting up at him. Scar chuckles, hand continuing to move, never increasing his pace.
“Yes?” he asks, using his other hand to move the hair away from Grian’s face so he can look down at his boyfriend.
“Stop teasing me.”
“Oh, but you just sound so pretty…” He leans in and kisses him, and Grian nearly melts into the kiss for a moment before remembering himself and pulling away.
“Scar.”
“Alright, alright,” Scar relents. He moves a little further down the bed and his fingers dip into the waistband of Grian’s boxers. “Ready?”
“Please, Scar.”
Scar gives a quiet laugh, and then he’s pulling them down and getting his first full view of Grian’s cunt that night. He’s wet, practically glistening, but more importantly, Scar can see the way his dick pokes just out of his folds, hard and shiny from his slick. He feels his mouth damn near watering.
All thoughts of fucking Grian get thrown out the window as he stares at his dick. He needs that in his mouth immediately. He still wants to tease him a little though, so he leans down to press a quick kiss to it, which Grian whimpers at. He pulls back, breath fanning over it, and grins as he sees it give a little twitch. It’s only a moment after that that Scar is leaning in and wrapping his lips around his dick and sucking.
“Oh!” Grian gasps, legs jerking at the sudden onslaught of pleasure. His hands find their way onto Scar’s head, burying in his hair as he tries to hold on to something. Right from the start, Scar is relentless, determined to please Grian as much as possible. Grian was startled at first, but as Scar continues to suck his dick and flick his tongue over it, he slowly starts to grind against Scar’s tongue. Hesitant at first, so Scar moves his hands over to cup his ass and encourage the grind, wanting to get Grian as close as possible. He wants to drown in him, wants his senses to be filled with nothing but Grian. The way he smells, the way he feels, the way he tastes.
It takes a bit, but eventually Grian starts to grind more and more against his tongue. Scar can tell he’s getting close as his grinding gets quicker, more frantic. His mouth goes slack as he lets Grian chase his pleasure against him, uncaring of anything else but coming. Scar can tell when he reaches his orgasm as Grian cries out and he goes stiff with a few more jerky thrusts against his tongue before relaxing.
Scar could pull away fully, check in and see if he still wants Scar to fuck him (he can feel his own arousal hang heavy between his legs, desperate for release) but the sight of Grian’s hole winking as he comes down from his high has him leaning in and licking a stripe along his cunt.
He does pause, at least, but while Grian whines, he doesn’t push Scar away, despite the hands still on his head. So he continues, licking another stripe before dipping his tongue in. Grian pants above him, making such pretty noises, and really, what else is Scar supposed to do? He wants to make his boyfriend feel good.
Grian’s grinding starts back up again, practically fucking himself on Scar’s tongue. He squeezes Grian’s ass and he whimpers, hips jerking briefly before he continues the grind. Scar tries to bury his tongue as far into him as possible. He can feel his jaw starting to ache, but he’s determined to get Grian to come again.
When Grian gets close, he pulls at his hair, pulling a muffled groan from Scar. He pulls away just enough to focus on his dick again, just briefly, and that’s enough for Grian. He moans as he comes, grinding against his tongue again.
Scar moans too, relishing in the sounds Grian makes as he goes over the edge, moaning Scar's name. Scar flicks his eyes up to look at him, letting out a groan at just the sight of him. He looks so hot, so overwhelmed with pleasure. Pleasure that Scar caused. The thought makes him feel warm. He’s the one that made him come, made him feel so good Grian couldn’t do anything but grind against him as he sought to tip over the edge. His hands dig into his hair still, pulling just slightly, and he feels so good as his vision goes white and he groans.
It takes a moment for him to realize what happened when he pulls away from Grian’s cunt, and he immediately flushes. He can’t believe he just came from that. Pleasuring Grian was enough for him, he didn’t even touch himself.
He moves away, sitting up and watching as Grian slowly puts himself back together. He’s collapsed on the bed, eyes closed as he catches his breath before he opens them and looks up at Scar.
“You,” he starts, “are a menace.”
Scar smiles and shrugs. He hopes Grian can’t tell how embarrassed he is. “You didn’t stop me!”
Grian huffs. “Yeah, yeah.” He takes a deep breath. “Give…give me a moment, and I’ll return the favor.”
Scar winces. “That’s not necessary -”
“No, no, you made me come so hard twice, of course I’m gonna help you out, too.”
“No, I mean…” His words trail off and he looks away, rubbing the back of his neck.
Grian blinks and then sits up. His mouth drops open slightly when he sees what happened. Scar hadn’t even taken his boxers off, but there’s a wet spot at the front and his dick has started to go soft.
“Oh,” Grian breathes out. “Did you -”
“Y-you just looked so good!” He rushes to explain. “And, and you sounded like you were really enjoying yourself and I - I couldn’t help it.”
“Oh,” Grian repeats. And then, “Shit, that’s hot.”
Scar buries his red face in his hands. He whines. “Grian -”
“What! It is! You came just from - from - and you didn’t even touch yourself! It’s hot!”
Scar peeks at him from between his fingers, seeing the way he looks at him. He sighs and moves his hands away, moving further up the bed and leaning in to kiss him. Grian eagerly kisses him back, hands going back to run through his hair. Scar settles in between his legs to continue kissing him only to wince a moment later at the feeling of his cum in his boxers. He pulls away, giving an apologetic smile to Grian, to pull his boxers off and toss them off to the side. Then he resettles and continues kissing Grian.
“I love you,” he murmurs, pulling away just enough to say the words against Grian’s lips. Grian doesn’t respond, just dives back in to kiss him some more, before finally pulling away a moment later.
“I love you too,” he says. “But you better actually fuck me next time.”
Scar barks out a laugh. “Of course.” And then he leans in to kiss his boyfriend some more.
I wanna hear more thoughts on Scar cumming untouched in his boxers because god fucking dammit Grian is just so hot!
scar coming untouched <333 god it's so good. maybe i'll post the writing of that on here after i edit it a bit. gotta let the people see.
but yessss. he can't help it! he's eating grian out and he just sounds so GOOD and his thighs are squeezing the side of his head and he's grinding against scar's tongue, uncaring of anything but chasing his pleasure, and it's all just so hot.
grian is hot! and scar loves him and he loves making him feel good and grian's come on his tongue twice now and he just. he can't help it. one moment grian's moaning his name as he comes and pulling on his hair to bring him as close as possible and then in the next moment scar's coming in his boxers, completely untouched
I'm sooooo normal about them. i'll most likely edit that writing i did of this at some point so i can actually post it on here so uh. idk lookout for that i guess yay
Scar's sprawled out, his belly on full display. There's also his sheath, which Grian's seen more times than he'd care to admit, and even just the sight of that is enough to get him to flush. Worse, though, is the way he can see the tip of Scar's dick poking out.
He doesn't know why. Is it just something that happens? Scar seems unbothered by it, mainly just trying to keep himself cool in the shade. Grian swallows and forces himself to look away. He has things he needs to do, after all. If Scar wants to practically show himself off, then…fine. Whatever. If Scar got horny thinking about something, then so be it. Grian doesn't have time to think about it.
Except that now he can't really focus on anything else.
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Cat centaur Scar my beloved <3 this one was very self indulgent. it was also very fun to write. pls enjoy
Did Grian ever thought to be in danger around rutting Scar...and did he get off to it?
ough yeah absolutely. scar's normally a sub(top) and soooo obedient for grian, so it definitely threw grian for a loop when he suddenly growls and stops obeying him. he is so very glad scar actually listened when he told him to wait before just slamming in with no prep lmao. and the teeth...grian thinks about those teeth for a loooooong time. he loves being bitten, but there's something about the way scar could easily tear into him and do some real damage that gets him soooo hot and bothered. same with the claws.
after the rut, he's a little disappointed when the threat is mostly gone. guess that just means he's gotta look forward to the next one, and hopefully he can be a bit more prepared this time
It occurs to Scar, as they get situated on the bed, that this is finally happening. They’d talked about it a while ago, but they’ve never actually had the chance to do anything. But with his moms out of the house for at least a few hours, they can finally do this.
He can tell Grian is nervous, and he is too. So, shortly after Grian lays down and Scar crawls over him, he settles until he’s in between Grian’s legs and then kisses him. Slowly, with the familiarity of kissing Grian, the two of them relax into the bed. Scar pulls away and smiles at Grian, who smiles back.
“I guess it’s time to do this now, huh?”
“We don’t have to,” Grian says, one of his hands coming up to stroke his cheek.
“That’s my line!” Scar complains, then turns his head to kiss his palm. “I’m ready to, if you are.”
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It's here...I've been working on this since like. December. feels so good to have it done
I wasn't originally planning on posting this to ao3 but I spent so much time on it and it's so long so. w/e it's going on ao3 I don't care. pls enjoy
Scar grins up at him, hands easily coming up to hold onto his thighs. Grian’s wings spread out behind him, cocooning them in their bunker. One of Scar’s hands make their way up to his wings, digging into the feathers just a bit. Grian arches his back, hands supporting himself on Scar’s bare chest.
“It’s only been a couple of days and you already want more,” Scar teases. “I told you that you’re greedy.”
“Sssshut up,” Grian groans, eyes slipping shut as he relishes in the hand in his feathers.
Scar chuckles, and then he’s flipping them over so Grian’s laying on the bed and he’s hovering over him. Grian blinks, and then pouts.
“Wait, no.” He tries to flip them back over, but Scar is stronger and just raises an eyebrow at his attempts. “I wanna be on top.”
Scar huffs out a laugh. “Oh, do you?”
Grian’s bottom lip juts out. “Wanna ride you.”
Scar snorts. “Oh, yeah? Think you could handle it?”
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yippeeee i'm back! for now lmaoo we'll see how things go. i miss writing, i've barely done it in weeks. maybe months at this point. i dunno
i've had the something new sequel in the works for a while and now it's finally here :D pls enjoy. i'm not super satisfied with the ending but sometimes you just have to force yourself to say it's done bc otherwise it never would be
