Capture the Flagpole

Kelly was cursing the day he was born. If he wasn't born he really wouldn't have to deal with this.

He was frowning deeply while holding open his front door. On the other side was Feron who had his arm around a sleep deprived Alex, helping him keep his balance. It had been two days since Kelly decided he wasn't going back to school and he was just about to celebrate the start of the weekend by pulling an all nighter infront of his newly prepared canvas.

Kelly sighed in resignation and took several deep breaths, he could feel his anxiety rising, "Ok. Come in." He didn't bother asking why they were there. Kelly ushered them inside and closed the door softly. He pulled out his phone and texted Mia asking her to stay at a friend's house for the night. Having a Succubus in the house would definitely complicate things.

"Kelly?...." The sound of Alex's voice made Kelly's body stiffen. Alex was holding on to Feron, his body shaking as if he would colapse any minute.

Kelly stared at him for a moment, his violet eyes glowing slightly. Alex moaned.

Feron let out an annoyed cough, bringing Kelly's gaze to him, "Can you fix him? I can't keep having him at my house."

Kelly cocked his head in curiosity, "Why would you be keeping him at your house?"

"Well, he can't go to his pack like this and my parents are in Italy so...."

Kelly didn't ask for further explanation. He was struggling with what he would have to do to actually fix the situation. Well... there wasn't an easy way to fix this...

Alex let out another moan, his breaths were shallow, "Kelly....please...."

Kelly could feel his cheeks reddening.

Feron sighed, "Hurry up. He's getting on my nerves."

"Ok.... but we should probably do this in my room...." Kelly played with his fingers nervously. He made his way up the stairs, trying to slow his heartbeat. He sent another mental curse to his parents.... This was definitely not how he wanted to spend Friday night. And certainly not how he imagined his first sexual experience.

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Feron haphazardly tossed Alex unto Kelly's bed. He glanced at the timid boy standing in the door frame and then at the pathetic mess on the bed.

He forced himself to remember that this particular werewolf wasn't an enemy. They'd known each other for years. One could even call them friends in the loosest sense of the word. He couldn't just leave him like that and run off with the cute Incubus.... right?

Kelly took another deep breath and looked at Feron, "Are you sure you should stay? It might get difficult to control yourself in a minute...."

Feron didn't answer. Instead he made his way to Kelly's window seat and made himself comfortable amongst the pillows there. There was no way he'd leave him alone with Alex. What if the idiot attacked Kelly?

Kelly shrugged and took off his shirt. He shook off his nervousness and glanced at Feron. The vampire was borrowed into the pillows and watching him with curiosity.

Kelly fought back a blush and the urge to immediately cover every inch of his body. He looked away and decided to just get this akward situation over with. His violet eyes glowed as a dark purple light enveloped his body.

Feron clutched a nearby pillow, is nails digging into the fabric creating small rips. The air in the room was suddenly thick with the pheromones rolling off Kelly's body and a chill of pleasure made its way down his spine. He stopped breathing completely. He didn't need to breathe and that was the only thing saving Kelly right now. He swallowed the lump in his throat as he stared at the boy before him. He was completely shirtless, his body transformed. His muscles were more defined, his body free of any unnecessary fat. There was a single, slightly curved, horn protruding from his forehead and a slim tale with a very pointy end protruding from his back.

"You really shouldn't be here right now... you'll end up like him...." Kelly's voice took on a husky tone as he warned Rylen.

Feron swallowed slightly, he wondered if he should tell him that he'd already imprinted on him when they met. The aura around him was so thick that it was impossible for him not to be aftected given a vampire's sense of smell; Feron just had a bit more self control than the idiot laying on the bed. That and he didn't directly touch Kelly.

Kelly shrugged as if to say 'Suit yourself' and walked over to Alex. He took a deep breath to shake off his nerves and slowly climbed on the bed, hovering above Alex. His cheeks were a bright red as he examined the boy beneath him. Alex's hooded eyes were watching him intently, his plump pink lips parted slightly to accommodate his heavy breathing. His hands were gripping Kelly's bedsheets as if they were the only thing keeping him from lunging at him. Alex's body was trembling in anticipation as he waited.

Kelly bit his lower lip and steeled himself. He gently ran his fingers through Alex's dark curls and tugged, extracting a breathy moan. The first of many. He placed a small kiss on Alex's lips and tentatively deepened it, probing his lips with his tongue, asking for entrance. Alex gladly obliged, deepening the kiss as Kelly finally straddled him. Alex felt his restraint breaking as Kelly's soft hand started the journey down his chest, stopping at his torso to tug on his shirt. Kelly pulled on the fabric, guiding it up Alex's body and pausing the kiss to pull it over Alex's head. He sat up, admiring the quivering body beneath him. He rotated his hips, following his instinct. A soft gasp escaped his lips as he felt something very hard and very large between his legs. He kept rotating his hips, rubbing their members together through the fabric that separated them, losing himself slightly to the sensation. He reached out and captured one of Alex's hardened nipples between his fingers, twisting it firmly, causing Alex to let out a particularly loud moan as his body arched. Kelly lowered his body again to tease Alex's other nipple with his tongue.

"Fuck.... Kelly... Kelly... Stopp... I can't.." Alex's broken voice was music to his ears and he continued his assault, pulling his nipple into his mouth and sucking it hard.

Alex writhed beneath him, his senses overrun by pleasure. His hands left the sheets to grip Kelly's waist, increasing the fiction between them as Kelly's hips continued to move in circles. Kelly peppered kisses all over Alex's torso, moving down his body until he was met with the waistband of his pants. Kelly looked up at Alex, his purple eyes meeting Alex's brown pair. He smirked at him and slowly unbuttoned his pants, unzipping it with an equally unhurried pace.

"Kelly... stop fucking playing...." Alex's voice was breathy and his tone held notes of warning and pleading.

Kelly ignored him, choosing to focus on freeing the large bulge between his legs. Kelly removed his pants, eliminating one of the two obstacles in his way and then reached for the waistband of his boxers, removing that as well. He looked at the pulsing rod before him in anticipation and bit his lip. It was his first time seeing another man's length. He tentatively reached out to touch it earning a pained moan from Alex.

"Am I hurting you?" Kelly was a little worried.

"No... just... hurry..."

Kelly knodded and wrapped his small hand around Alex's cock, marveling at the size. He felt his cheeks heat up again as he suddenly realized what he was about to do.

How does it taste?.... The thought filled Kelly with anticipation as he extended his tongue and licked from the base to the tip. He took the head into his mouth and swirled is tongue around it. It didn't taste bad. But it didn't taste good either. Surprisingly, he didn't hate it.