The moment Rowan closed the door behind them, Syryn found his back against the door. His arms were non too gently pinned above his head by a dangerously smiling anti mage.

"What was that, Syryn?" Rowan asked in a deceptively sweet voice. "Did you enjoy my jealousy? Was it fun provoking me?"

The anti mage's lips hovered over Syryn's. "Or would you like me to show you how far I am willing to go to beat off competition?"

Syryn's heart hammered in his chest. His breathing was ragged as he felt Rowan shove his thigh between Syryn's legs, forcing them open.

"Is this what you want?" He whispered against the shell of Syryn's ear.

Fabric rustled as Rowan ground his thigh to Syryn's crotch. The teen gasped at the feeling of sweet friction that sent jolts of hot pleasure through his cock.

"Use your words, Ryn."

"Not enough- ah" Syryn pressed his lips together.

"I want to hear you moan, Syryn. Can you do that for me?" Rowan's voice was getting hoarse as he whispered to the teen.

He shook his head nervously. Riaku was just beyond the door. He would hear Syryn's lust-filled moan and know exactly what was happening.

"So disobedient," Rowan murmured. The anti mage's bruising grip eased up on him. He was caged in against the door with one arm while the other hand rucked up Syryn's shirt to his chest.

The anti mage eyed the tent over his own pants. He couldn't possibly take Syryn here. It had to be done at a leisurely pace so that Rowan could spend hours upon hours fucking him.

"Ro," Syryn pleaded. "Do something." His pupils were blown wide, cheeks turning rosy from desire, and lips parted in a sigh. Rowan had barely touched him but Syryn was already falling apart. It was beautiful.

The anti mage was affected by the sight of Syryn's lust. He pressed a thumb to the teen's lips and dragged it over the clever tongue that tried to lick it. Syryn went further and began to suck on the anti mage's finger, sliding the wet tongue over his fingertip as he looked into Rowan's electric eyes. It was obscene.

The anti mage sucked in a breath.

"Grind into my thigh," Rowan instructed. Syryn's response was perfect. He watched with bated breath as the beautiful creature moaned and took his pleasure from Rowan's thigh.

"Good boy." Rowan lunged forward and their mouths met. The kiss was even more primal than all the others they'd shared. The anti mage left no room for retreat as his tongue forced Syryn into accepting its intrusion. Rowan kissed him with persistence. When he finally pulled away to let Syryn breathe, blood was pumping in the teen's ears.

His body felt like it was on fire. Rowan smelled so delicious, tasted even better, and Syryn needed more or he would collapse from the need.

"Rowan, more," the teen was panting, eyes glazed over and his chest heaving. He looked like a wreck. He sounded confused, like he didnt quite know what he wanted. But that was okay, Rowan knew.

He lifted Syryn up and made a beeline for the bed. The boy was gently lowered to the soft blanket, and despite Rowan's raging desire to fuck him senseless, he ignored his own needs. Syryn needed to be taken care of.

Rowan unbuttoned Syryn's pants and slid them down his legs. The teen had long legs that were just as beautiful as the rest of him. And Rowan knew just how to worship them.

He ducked between the teen's legs to lave kisses on the teen's thighs. Syryn gasped at the sensation of the smooth warm tongue licking stripes on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Rowan nibbled and sucked hard enough that he left bruises on the pale umarred skin.

"Oh.. god!" Syryn moaned. Rowan was such a tease. He was licking so close to the teen's cock while avoiding it entirely. The heat in his crotch intensified and Syryn was nearly weeping from the need for stimulation.

His hand unconsciously tried to grasp it but Rowan's hand caught his.

"No touching yourself," the anti mage warned.

Syryn's thighs were a constellation of bruises. His pretty pink cock was wet with precum and he was desperate for release.

"Ro, please- touch me," he whimpered. The sound went straight down Rowan's dick. The sound of Syryn begging him was sweeter than sugar.

"Ro- oh my god!" The anti mage had engulfed Syryn's cock in his mouth. The teen felt his mind wipe out from the feeling of Rowan's hot mouth sucking on his dick. Every nerve ending in his body was electrified and humming in pleasure.

"Nngh-" Syryn was incoherent and slipping away. His dick was tingling, burning with a hot pleasure that made his toes curl. His breathing was choppy and ragged as the anti mage took him higher and higher.

"Rowan," he breathed out and felt stars pop behind his eyelids in an orgasm so hard he was unable to make a sound.

The teen pressed his hands to his eyes and hid his face. He was exhausted from how amazing that had felt.

"Syryn, are you okay?" Rowan asked while leaning over him.

He was more than okay.

"Syryn?" The anti mage sounded worried.

A gentle hand pried away the fingers covering his eyes. Misty violet eyes stared back into deep blues.

"Rowan, let's do this again.."

The anti mage smiled. "We'll do more than that." His pants were still tented. "We'll have sex. Just like you asked for it."

"For real?" Syryn still couldn't believe that Rowan would agree so easily.

"Better me than someone else, Ryn." Rowan was spread over Syryn's body. He could feel Rowan's hardness through the pants that separated their cocks.

"Let me take care of you," Syryn said as Rowan kissed his neck.

"We have to get home," Rowan replied. "My needs can wait."

"But-"

"Hush, let's get you cleaned up."

Rowan silenced Syryn with a languid kiss that was tempered with the heat of what had just taken place. Despite his hurry to leave, Rowan was lost in the kiss for a while.

"If you're done inside there, I'd like to remind you that we have places to be." They heard Red's voice through the door.

"Time to move," Rowan told Syryn.

"I don't want to."

"No? I thought you wanted to have sex," Rowan teased.

"When we reach home?!" Syryn was suddenly feeling energetic.

"Yes."

"That's all you had to say, Ro."