Gateau flinched as the handle of the whip ran across his flesh. He didn't know whether to be aroused or terrified. "What...what do you want from me...?" "You've been flirting with me and showing off those damned muscles of yours ever since we met. And it's been driving me absolutely insane." "What?!" "I may act like I don't care, but believe me, when you scream 'LOOK AT ME!', believe me, I am looking. And it takes every ounce of my self- control NOT to have an orgasm." "...Marron...?!" "Gateau Mocha...you've teased me long enough. Tonight...even if ONLY tonight..." He swept his hair back as he looked into Gateau's eyes. "You're mine." Gateau's heart began to race. 'It must be a dream.' Closing his eyes, he expected to wake up in his own bed, dripping with sweat and images still racing through his head. As always. The sharp poke of the whip snapped him back to reality. "Gateau...this isn't a dream. I'm here. I want you." "Marron..." Gateau swallowed. The situation was almost ridiculous-quiet, serious Marron in tight black leather pants, holding a whip, and being so...so...dominating?! It was ridiculous as hell. But even so, Gateau had no complaints. "So? Do you want me?" Marron asked. "Or is all that flirting just a game to you, and you just see me as another pretty face to stare at?" The look in his golden eyes seemed to pierce through Gateau's soul...Gateau inhaled deeply, then looked sincerely at Marron. "Marron..." he whispered. "I want you more than anything." Marron smiled and let the whip fall to the floor as he climbed onto the bed and straddled Gateau's hips. "I figured so," he whispered, before crushing his lips to Gateau's in a none-too-gentle kiss. By now, Gateau was as hard as a rock, and his pants weren't making matters any easier. Part of him wanted to rip them off and take Marron right then and there, but he resisted. He rather enjoyed Marron being the one on top... Marron broke off the kiss as he felt Gateau's cock pressing against his thigh. "Let's get these troublesome pants out of the way," he hissed, his slender hands reaching to unzip Gateau's jeans. He smirked when he saw that Gateau wasn't wearing anything underneath. "So...you had high hopes for tonight, didn't you?" "Well...maybe," Gateau laughed slightly. "Meanwhile...that leather can't be too comfortable right now," he said, feeling the front of Marron's pants. Marron just barely managed to keep from exploding right then. "Tease," he hissed as he began to slide Gateau's pants off of him. "That's payback for the whip," Gateau joked, rubbing his fingers over Marron's erection. "I didn't even USE it other than for scare tactics," Marron gasped. Gateau laughed, somehow pulling his pants off the rest of the way with Marron still on top of him. "True," he said, then gave Marron a stare of mock disapproval. "You're wearing too much." "Then do something about it." "Gladly." Gateau unzipped Marron's pants and pulled them off in one swift motion. "Just as I thought," he said. "You probably don't wear anything under those robes of yours either..." "I'll never tell," Marron smirked. He kissed Gateau again, more passionately this time. The feeling of Marron's naked skin against his own was too much. Gateau rolled onto his side, pulling Marron with him. His hand reached for Marron's cock and wrapped around it. "G-Gateau!" Marron gasped. "So much for you being on top." "Is that so?" Marron hissed, an almost evil glint in his eyes. Slowly, he trailed his fingers over Gateau's chest, lingering at his nipples then moving slowly down his muscular stomach. "T-tease!" Gateau hissed, relinquishing his grip on Marron's erection. "I'm still on top mentally, Gateau-chan," Marron whispered, flicking his tongue over Gateau's earlobe. Slowly, his slender fingers wrapped around Gateau's length, gently squeezing and stroking. "Ah...M-Ma-arron...!!!" Gateau squeezed his eyes shut, somehow managing to keep from losing it right then and there. Marron's hand moved slowly, carefully up and down his shaft, his fingers gently massaging the tip... he wanted to scream out loud, it felt so damn good! Suddenly, Marron released his grip, and Gateau groaned in disappointment. He looked up at Marron, frustration blazing in his light blue eyes. "Nngh! Marron, you TEASE...!" Marron just smirked at him, then pushed him back against the pillows. "I'm not done with you yet," he said. Gateau groaned with frustration. How much more was Marron going to torment him before the night was over?! He felt Marron's silky hair brushing against his chest...Gods, even his HAIR was turning Gateau on like nobody's business tonight! He didn't know how much longer he could hold out... Then he felt a warm wetness engulf his cock, and that did it. The long, firm strokes of Marron's tongue, the slow suction of his mouth... "M-Ma-arron...M...MARRON!" he screamed, his fingers catching in Marron'a hair as his orgasm hit, his hips thrusting upward. Marron eagerly drank in Gateau's orgasm, then waited a few minutes before pulling off of his cock, gently pushing at Gateau to get his hands to release his head. When they did, Marron lay beside Gateau, a smile crossing his face. "Not bad," he murmured, licking his lips. "I guess it's true about the quiet ones," Gateau said when he finally regained his breath. "Jeez, Marron, if this is just foreplay, I can't wait for the actual sex!" Marron laughed softly, leaning against Gateau's chest. "Well, let's at least wait until you...recover," he teased. "Hey now...Gateau Mocha needs no time to recover! I have near-perfect stamina!" "If you insist..." "Even so..." Gateau rolled over a little and pulled Marron against him. "I haven't had a chance to make you scream in passion yet..." "G-Gateau..." "Just relax..." Gateau kissed Marron's neck softly as he ran his hands over the smooth surface of his chest and abdomen. Marron gasped as he felt Gateau's fingers brushing his nipples. He was still somewhat amazed at how gentle Gateau's hands were...hands that could chop down entire trees in one swift stroke, hands that could break the arm of a sorcerer...these same hands, gently caressing his skin, making him feel so good...a gasp escaped his lips, followed by a moan as he felt Gateau's fingers brushing against his cock. "G...Gateau!!" His hips thrust forward as he arched against Gateau's hand. Gateau swept Marron's hair aside and placed a light kiss in a certain spot between his neck and shoulderblades. Hearing Marron gasp, then cry out, he grinned to himself. "Now that I've got your weak spot memorized..." He kissed again, gently nipping the soft skin there. "Oh GODS..." Marron's breathing became quicker and more ragged, the mix of Gateau's hand caressing his cock and the feel of his lips almost too much. He was more grateful than ever now for his magic skills. Having studied magic for so long, he'd built up his stamina very well, and if not for that, he would have come seconds after Gateau's lips had found his weak spot. As Gateau's hand worked faster, he grasped the bedsheet, thrusting his hips faster and faster with each stroke. Gateau could tell Marron was getting close. With every gasp, moan, and cry of Gateau's name, his voice became louder and more urgent. For a moment, he considered pulling away, to playfully get Marron back for teasing him earlier. But as he listened to Marron's moans, he decided it would be too cruel. So he kept at it, his thumb massaging the tip of Marron's cock while his fingers gently caressed the shaft. "Come for me, Marron..." he whispered. "Let me hear you cry out my name..." He let his other hand drift down to gently cup Marron's balls. That was it. With a sudden hard jerk of his hips and a cry of passion, Marron came. "Ga...GATEAU!" Marron felt a surge of flame go through his body, igniting each and every nerve as he finally reached the plateau of ecstacy. With one last cry, he released all over Gateau's hand, then fell limp against him. Gateau smiled and pulled his hand away from Marron's groin. "I love the sound of your voice when you say my name like that, Marron," he said. Marron turned around, a somewhat satiated look in his eyes. "Damn you," he murmured. "You're very good." Gateau smirked, licking his hand clean. "So...do YOU need time to recover now?" he asked, almost teasingly. "Hardly." Marron flicked his hair out of his eyes, then pressed his hands to Gateau's chest. "This was just a warmup...and it's my turn on top now," he purred seductively. Gateau rolled onto his back, and Marron straddled his hips once more. "So...you really wanna go all the way tonight?" he asked. "Gateau..." Marron stifled a laugh. "You just sounded like a teen romance novel!" Gateau laughed. "Okay then..." He lowered his voice. "Do you want me to fuck you?" "MUCH better," Marron said. "But..." He got off of the bed for a moment and dug through the pocket of his discarded pants, pulling out a small tube a moment later. "Prepared as always," Gateau smirked as Marron squeezed a small amount of lube onto his fingers. "Of course," Marron said as he began to rub the oil onto Gateau's cock. Slowly, sensually...he smiled as Gateau let out a low growl of passion. When he'd finished applying the lubricant, Gateau sat up a little. Marron loosely wrapped his legs around Gateau's hips and slowly began to ease himself onto Gateau's length. "Marron...I want you so bad...beyond words right now," Gateau whispered. "Good." Marron suddenly slammed himself down on Gateau's cock. With that thrust, Gateau found himself buried to the hilt within the mage. Marron winced slightly, feeling a slight bit of discomfort. "You okay? I'm not hurting you, am I?" Gateau asked. "Nah, it'll go away," Marron said, adjusting himself a little. "Now fuck me." Gateau complied, moving slowly at first so he wouldn't hurt Marron. He was pretty tight, but damn if it didn't feel good! After a moment, he felt Marron relax and began to move faster. "Mmm...that's more like it," Marron murmured. It was the last sentence either one of them formed, as all coherent thought dissolved into a raging sea of desire. Marron threw his head back and let his eyes fall half- closed, gasps and moans escaping his throat as he held tightly to the blond. Gateau groaned deeply as he thrust harder into Marron, savoring the sound of his moans. Each and every gasp, pant, and moan was music to his ears... the most beautiful music.