Ari ran his fingers through Cyrus' hair, pressing him closer to him if it was possible. Warm fingers trailed up his sides, bringing his shirt forward, causing Ari's eyes to flutter open. Ari waited for Cyrus to separate his lips from his before Ari decided to take in a shaky breath, not really knowing what to do next. His heart was drumming through his ears now. Ari could hardly focus on Cyrus when his hands were touching in places Ari was not so used to being touched.

It was not as if Ari did not welcome his gentle touch. No, that was not it. Ari was aching to feel how his skin would feel against his own. It was unbelievably soft against his fingertips. Ari took his hand through his hair as his eyes locked onto Cyrus'. But there was a queasy feeling growing in the pits of his stomach. He could barely hold Cyrus' eyes for long without looking away. Why was he like this? He could not be like this with Cyrus.

"You are the one who seduced me and yet you are like this." Cyrus smiled. "You have no charm about you... "

"Yet I am here... and you are here. There must be something charming about me other than this pretty face of mine."

"You do not listen well. That is why."

"Are you not the ones who taught me to take what I want and leave nothing behind? What meaning does listening hold when it gets in the way?" Ari did not care for Cyrus' words when he became like this. It took a bit of time to understand such a complex creature as him, but Ari knew better than to hold much value in his words at certain times such as this one.

"You speak to me as if I am your equal when I am older and you are younger. You are so free-mouthed and willful because Auovin has spoiled you too much and did not bother with teaching you the customs and rules that govern us." Cyrus slid his hand further up his sides. Ari did his best to ignore the tingling sensation that came with his light touches, but it was hard.

"You are so pretty, but your words... " Ari laughed. "Nonetheless, I like you either way. I want to like you more and fall in love with everything that is you."

"How can you say that when you do not even know what love is?"

"Teach me. Show me, and I will learn soon enough."

Cyrus' hands lingered at Ari's sides for a little longer before he removed them and rose away from him.

"It is not something that can be simply taught or learned as humans would like to think... It is something that is felt. Here." Cyrus touched where Ari's heart laid. "When we love, it is eternal and everlasting. A curse and a blessing, so be careful who you decide to give your heart to."

Ari stared closely at Cyrus, wishing he could see more than just a silhouette in the darkness. Cyrus was strange and just as peculiar as Sai. The one feeling Cyrus always left with him was the genuine concern for him. Ari never once was uncertain of feelings. Cyrus made it clear to him when he despised him and made it clear when he cared for him as well. The only question going through Ari's mind now was if Cyrus could ever love him in the same way as he loved Auovin.

Instead of expressing his want for Cyrus to touch him in other places, Ari rose and brought Cyrus into another kiss. It was addicting, his lips and the taste that came with it. Cyrus pulled Ari's shirt from over him and pushed his back against the bed with his body. Ari shuddered at the touch of Cyrus' bare skin touching his. Ari's hands fell down to his lower back wanting to bring him closer. It was as smooth and soft as his chest which Ari thought as odd. Where were his markings? The thoughts melted away the moment Cyrus coaxed his mouth open once more.

Ari was growing hot in places that had not even by touched by Cyrus' hands. His groin was tightening and his breath was leaving him as quick his thoughts were. Still, there was place Ari could not help but want to touch, so the growing tension building there would dissipate as quickly as it did when he was in the bath.

Since he could not do it himself, Ari took one of Cyrus' hands and led it further down his body into his pants. He sighed into Cyrus the moment he felt Cyrus' hand finding where he wanted it to go. Cyrus stroked him slowly, almost to the same rhythm as their lips which caused an unbidden shudder to go through Ari. Ari did not know how good it would feel when someone else did it.

"How does it feel?" Ari heard Cyrus whisper in his ear. Ari could only answer him by tilting his head back from the pleasure of it all. "Want me to hold you harder? ...Both hands?"

Cyrus stopped for a moment and looked at Ari making that pleasurable feeling disappear almost instantly. He still kept his hand in Ari's pants, which made it even harder for Ari to focus.

"Tell me what you want."

Ari took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind but it was clouded with lust. How could he possibly when Cyrus stared at him in a way a cat would a piece of yarn? Cyrus' grip on him tightened just a bit, causing Ari to writhe. Soon he removed his hand completely. It made Ari feel like a cold bucket of water was tossed over him.

Instead of waiting on Ari's answer, Cyrus unfastened Ari's pants. As he brought it down Ari's legs Ari could feel his nails going down his skin along with it. It made Ari twist onto his stomach, but Cyrus brought him back and leaned over him. He was so close Ari could practically taste his breath on his lips. Ari wanted Cyrus to kiss him. He wanted him to touch him more. In what ways, Ari did not know, but that was the very least of his concerns.

Cyrus traced a finger up his stomach to his chest, mindlessly going back and forth until Ari grabbed his arm and brought Cyrus down into a kiss. He grabbed a handful of Cyrus' hair and pulled him closer. The roughness of his trousers brushing against his bare skin caused some pain, but it was more pleasurable than anything. Still, he wanted to feel Cyrus' skin on his. Ari moved his hands further down his body until he was at the top of Cyrus' pants, pulling them down inch by inch. Cyrus stopped him as if awaiting an answer he had never gotten from before. It unnerved Ari, but his want was growing much stronger than his nerves.

"I want you to love me," Ari breathed once he removed his lips from Cyrus'. Ari wanted so badly to see his face clearly to see what kind of expression was speckling his face, but he could not.

Cyrus rose and removed his pants. He sat between Ari's legs as he kissed him, causing Ari's eyes to flutter and roll. Ari loved the way he tasted and the way his tongue moved against his. They were agonizingly slow but deep and wet. They stole his breath away, which made Ari break away from him each time.

He transferred the kisses onto Ari's neck starting off with pecks. They were sucking and nibbling, leaving a stinging sensation in their wake. It did not take long for it to move onto harder much wetter ones, which Ari loved. His toes curled and he sighed deeply, relishing in the feel of it.

Cyrus' hand circled around his inner thigh. Ari thought he would touch him and give him that sweet release he was wanting to feel. Cyrus kept to a steady rhythm until he reached where Ari was aching to be touched at. It was throbbing. Cyrus stroked it a little before taking him into his mouth.

Ari arched his back and lolled his head backward. It was hot and wet. Cyrus' tongue swirled around him and sucked him so hard, Ari moaned. Ari clutched the sheets tightly in his hands as Cyrus went deeper. Cyrus let go just as the need to release the rising tension peaked. Ari barely noticed where his finger was going until it went inside him.

There was a shot of pain quickly subsiding and growing into pleasure. Cyrus stopped and looked at him, but Ari practically begged with his eyes for him to continue. He wrapped his legs around Cyrus wanting to feel more. When the second finger went inside, Ari's legs only grew tighter around him.

"Does this feel good?"

Ari nodded, wishing he would go deeper. The pain mixed with pleasure only made him more aroused than before. Strangely, it felt better than just pleasure by itself.

Cyrus removed his fingers and placed something much hotter and thicker near his opening. Ari shuddered and opened his legs wider. There was some pain as Cyrus pushed inside him, but he did it slow and gradually, so it was manageable. Ari knew it would be worth the pleasure he would feel after. His bit his nails into Cyrus' shoulder blades as he continued to push all the way in.

Ari breathed in deeply. He sighed into Cyrus' ear as a wave of pleasure washed over him after the pain subsided. Cyrus' breath blew onto his cheek as he sighed and kissed around his ear.

"I love it when I can feel you squeeze around me." His groin tightened from the sound of Cyrus' voice so near his ear and the friction of his body on his when he began to move.

Ari groaned and held him closer, loving the feel of his body rubbing against his own. Sweat from Cyrus' skin moved onto his but Ari did not care. His hands traced down his back as far as they could reach before moving to his stomach and explored every part of him there. Ari kissed around his neck and in the dips of his collarbone too, wanting him closer.

He loved Cyrus' body and the way it felt on his. Cyrus sank into Ari and thrust deep inside him. His chest pressed onto his allowing Ari to feel the rise of his chest against his own, drowning out some of the newfound pain going through him.

Cyrus found his lips again as he pinned an arm against the bed followed by the other. Ari shook under him, releasing the tension that had been building. The intensity of it ravaged and consumed him, leaving him with the headiest desire. Ari tried his best to rise, but Cyrus had a firm grip on his wrists. The feeling going through him also made him feel weak and powerless. That thought alone seemed to rouse him more.

When Cyrus' grip lessened, Ari rose allowing Cyrus to twist him onto his stomach. Ari's knees felt like jelly. His arms were not any better, but as the feeling died down he steadied himself again. With Cyrus' body absent from his, Ari could feel the coolness of the air. He was sweaty and goosebumps prickled onto his skin.

It was not long before Ari felt Cyrus inside him, causing his knees to buckle from the sensation. Cyrus grabbed onto his hips and moved faster than before. A surge of pleasure went through him again as he hit somewhere deep inside him that made his mind go blank.

Cyrus reached for his growing arousal and pumped at it until Ari was reeling. Ari's arms sank into the bed as he arched his back more, giving him more access. As Cyrus leaned over him, Cyrus licked the side of his neck and kissed around his throat. He felt his teeth scathing around it and the nip at the nape of his neck. Cyrus continued to stroke him, causing the strength in Ari's legs to wane. Ari managed to bring him down into a kiss, allowing for Ari to gather the little bit of strength left inside him to flip onto his back and bring Cyrus down along with him.

Ari felt each thrust going deeper than the last. He could hardly focus as the tension he was feeling began to climax. As Cyrus sighed into his ear, Ari was overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure. His heart was racing and his breath was sporadic. Every sense of his heightened. He could smell the sweet scent of mint and honey mixed with sweat. As he dragged a finger down Cyrus' chest a tingling sensation went through him. Cyrus' every breath and motion was felt no matter how small. Even the image of him became more vivid and visceral when he once could not see him before. He could taste the saltiness of his skin as he kissed his neck.

Ari's throat felt incredibly dry in that moment; it itched severely as well. He tried to push those thoughts aside. He wanted to make Cyrus feel good too, but he did not know how. However, it was too hard of a temptation to ignore. Slowly, Ari sank his teeth into Cyrus' neck, relishing in the pungent taste of his blood before he began to suck. He heard Cyrus groan near his ear as something hot filled deep inside of him, sending a shudder through his body.

As he swallowed down his blood, Ari felt drowsy and full all at once. He felt the cold again as Cyrus moved from over him. No matter how hard he tried to think about his actions, and what Freir would think of him, all he could think about was Cyrus and how much he wanted him close which he hoped Cyrus felt the same. As if reading his thoughts, Cyrus outstretched an arm and wrapped it around Ari's waist, bringing him close.