Of Possessiveness and Jealousy

Nitocris's face was emotionless as he closed the door behind him.

"You're back!"

Xing Han paused when he saw the expressionless face, feeling a tendril of nervousness creep up on him. His cookie was angry. But why? As far as he could remember, he had not done anything that should cause his lover to be angry with him.

Did something happen during work?

…Wait. He couldn't possibly know, right? Alright, he probably did. That's why he did it in the first place, after all.

Nitocris tilted his puppy's head up, exchanging a deep kiss as a greeting with his lover.

"Mm," he said as a reply instead, his eyes dark.

Nitocris nipped velvety lips, licking and exploring his puppy's mouth.

Xing Han was promptly dissolved into a trembling wreck, with the way his lover slowly devoured him from inside out, like he was starving for it. Yet, he could feel the restraint in his actions, as if he was holding back to stop himself from scaring Xing Han away.

By the time Nitocris pulled away, Xing Han's cock was a hot brand against his side, showing that it was very interested in the way things were proceeding.

Xing Han took a breath, stabilizing himself. That had been intense, and almost kind of worrying.

"What's wrong with you?" Xing Han demanded, glaring at his cookie.

Nitocris fingers twitched briefly as he was unbuttoning his shirt, a tell that wasn't missed by Xing Han in the slightest. "Nothing's wrong," he said calmly.

"Bullshit! You only look like that when you're really pissed off!"

Xing Han tackled Nitocris to the bed, straddling his half-naked lover.

"Seriously, what is it?"

Nitocris frowned a bit, sitting up when he saw that Xing Han wasn't going to let this go.

Honestly, he was feeling jealous. Like he always did.

Still, Nitocris' eyes locked on the mark that he'd left on his puppy's collarbones, leaning forward and licking the bruise left behind on smooth skin.

He moved to darken the mark that just barely managed to by hidden by his puppy's normal shirts. If he loosened his tie any or if it was too hot, the mark that Nitocris left behind would peek out, showing his claim of ownership.

Nitocris was darkly satisfied by the mark, his hands disappearing under his puppy's shirt.

Xing Han gasped as his cookie trailed warm fingers up sensitive skin. His erection had not flagged any despite his utter seriousness about asking what was wrong with his lover.

Xing Han inwardly cursed his traitorous body. He was trying to have a serious conversation, damn it!

Nitocris squeezed his puppy's sizeable erection, drawing out the filthiest sounds from his mouth.

All the while, Nitocris licked and nipped up the length of Xing Han's neck, causing Xing Han to shudder under the motions, his mind going a little blank at the attention that was being lathered onto him.

Nitocris' touch was like a brand upon his skin, causing him to unfairly heat up when he was trying to extract an answer from him.

Nitocris, who had now discarded his puppy's shirt on the floor, pinched a pink nipple between his index and thumb, pulling lightly.

Xing Han gasped, arching into the touch as he pressed himself closer to his lover, looping his arms around the underworld King's neck, his eyes hazy.

It was only then that Nitocris leaned in and whispered darkly into his puppy's ear. "I heard you kissed Kyle on the cheek again, huh?"

The words were like a strike from the blue, causing Xing Han's hazy thought process to clear up somewhat in confusion. "Wha-?"

Nitocris picked up Xing Han off him, placing him down on the bed as he stood up, turning around as he got rid of the rest of his clothes and his puppy's at the same time. "Didn't I already tell you not to do that?"

By the time he turned around again, his puppy was already pouting, a wronged look in his eyes that said he just didn't understand. "But- but- it's Kyle!"

Those were the wrong words to say, because a fire lit up within Nitocris' eyes, and Xing Han had the foreboding feeling that he should not have said that.

Nitocris walked forward, and Xing Han resisted the urge to back away, mainly because he was already on the bed and there was nowhere else to go.

But he couldn't say that it wasn't turning him on, seeing his cookie so dominant and demanding towards him.

And it was definitely demanding.

By the time Nitocris joined Xing Han on the bed again, Xing Han's erection was already leaking copious amounts of precum at the darkly promising look Nitocris was giving him. It caused him to squirm slightly, a little breathless at the promise that was inside those eyes.

Their mouths met in a hungry clash of dominance; Xing Han just as eager to battle with his lover over this trivial – at least to him – matter.

He just didn't understand what his cookie had against his skin ship with Kyle, but he had no qualms about taking advantage of it.

After all, Nitocris saw Kyle as a little brother, that much was obvious. He was Xing Han's one and only BFF, and like a proper BFF, Kyle was willing to help him get Nitocris a little bit jealous.

It wasn't like he was cheating on him, so it was fine!

Nitocris was hot when he got all jealous like this.

Nitocris, taking advantage of the slight slip Xing Han had when he thought about why his lover was mad, pinned both of his puppy's wrists above his head, holding them there with a single hand.

"Keep them there," Nitocris said, his voice a rough rumble.

Xing Han nodded, licking his lips. He swallowed seeing the hunger and dangerous possessiveness hidden inside Nitocris' eyes.

But he couldn't deny that it turned him on when he got like this. Sometimes, he might – just maybe – use a bit more skin ship than strictly needed when he thought about the lengths he could drive his cookie to.

Nitocris, while a bit rougher than he usually was with the prep, certainly didn't hurt him at all. In fact, the added roughness felt startlingly good to him, and Xing Han's head thumped back onto the bed at a particularly hard suck on his inner thigh.

His hands flexed as he resisted moving them, not having gained permission from his lover yet. He badly wanted to run his hands in those black locks and tug him closer, but the look in Nitocris' eyes said that wasn't going to happen any time soon.

With two fingers scissoring inside him, Nitocris very consciously avoided the spot that would make him see stars, tearing groans from his lips.

Nitocris lined up the head of his cock with his puppy's leaking hole, pressing inside. It was tighter than it usually was, with a finger less of prep, but Xing Han's eyes practically rolled back as he shouted.

The pain and pleasure intermingled together, and even without Nitocris pressing on his prostate, Xing Han already felt like he was dangerously close to the edge.

Unfortunately for him, when Xing Han moved his hips, Nitocris' eyes darkened at the wanton sight that his puppy made. He pressed down on his hips, stilling him. "No moving unless I give you permission."

Xing Han groaned, but very consciously stilled his hips, his erection throbbing with need. He wanted it already.

He wanted Nitocris to press deeper – deeper and deeper inside him, pounding and claiming him, leaving his mark in the deepest spot.

Yet, being denied this got him hotter than usual as well.

"Cookie," Xing Han whined when Nitocris didn't move at all. His hole twitched around the hot length that was pressed deep inside him, yet it wasn't moving like he needed it to.

Nitocris wasn't going to give in that easily.

He knew that Xing Han had done it on purpose, really, but that didn't mean that the jealousy he felt decreased any, nor that his possessiveness would die out any.

He owned this man heart, body and soul, just like his belonged to his puppy, but when he was pushed to the edge like today, he had to give his puppy a little bit of… discipline so to speak, otherwise he'd think it was fine for him to behave this way every time he wanted to be a little roughed up instead of just asking nicely.

And that was unacceptable.

Nitocris sealed their lips together, kissing and nipping.

Xing Han shuddered. His lover's kiss was steeped in a deeply rooted passion, and he could feel it all the way down to his toes when he was kissed this way. It only ever took the gentlest ignition to light both of them on fire.

It was all Xing Han could do to keep his arms away rather than wrapped around Nitocris' neck and cling on as he was kissed within an inch of his life as his fingers twisted in the bedsheets below them.

Nitocris' primal desire purred darkly when he saw just how easily his puppy yielded to his control and dominance. The easy acceptance and desire for more just stirred him up even more.

By the time Nitocris moved again, it was to hard, punishing thrusts that instantly caused Xing Han to shout out, moaning.

There was still tinges of pain that sparked against him, but the pleasure of being filled, of Nitocris finally moving caused the two to blend together in an exquisite sensation that only ever came whenever his lover lost a bit of his control over himself and his emotions.

It just made things so much better when they finally rolled around the bed that Xing Han couldn't quite bring himself to stop doing this no matter how many times Nitocris eventually punished him for doing it in the first place.

Xing Han's hole was a wet, tight suction against his dick, squeezing him like it couldn't get enough. Nitocris growled but resolved himself to punish this naughty puppy of his before he went too far, even if it did feel like he was going to lose control of himself.

Nitocris took in the sight that his puppy made, wantonly stretched out on their bed, his arms tight as he fisted the bedsheet, doing a good job as he followed Nitocris' orders not to move.

His cheeks were flushed, a light red dusting over his face and the upper part of his chest.

Eyes travelling down, Nitocris looked at the wonderful and erotic sight of Xing Han wantonly twitching around his hard length as he thrust in and out of that slick hole.

Before long, Xing Han clenched down on his cock like a vice, his hole doing everything he could to milk Nitocris' seed out.

There was a litany of moans and cries that weren't being censored at all by his puppy as Nitocris slammed against his prostate dead on, causing the sparks of pure pleasure to shoot throughout Xing Han's body.

Xing Han was so close to the edge, causing him to see stars whenever his lover pressed insistently against his prostate, rubbing hard and thrusting fast.

But just as he was about to tip over, Nitocris abruptly stopped, causing Xing Han to cry out.

"Why'd you stop?!"

The smile that graced Nitocris' face was dark and possessive, causing Xing Han's cock to twitch, and incidentally, for his hole to flutter around Nitocris' cock.

Nitocris smirked, pressing a chaste kiss against Xing Han's cheek, whispering in his ear. "This is punishment for being a bad puppy, after all."

The moment he said that, he continued his previous punishing pace, causing Xing Han to lose whatever comeback he was about to make.

Nitocris quickly brought Xing Han back to the edge, only to back off at the last possible moment, causing great frustration to Xing Han.

Yet, being teased like this caused Xing Han to feel like he was losing his mind. His mind blanked out as he was repeatedly brought so close to the edge that he teetered precariously over it a couple of times.

But Nitocris kept stopping completely, bringing him back down again.

By now, Xing Han's face was washed with tears as he panted with the need to come.

"Please, cookie, please," Xing Han begged without restraint, causing Nitocris' eyes to darken.

"Not yet," Nitocris said, his voice hoarse with repressed desire.

"Please, please, please!"

"Do you still dare to kiss Kyle?" Nitocris growled, punctuating his words with thrusts.

"But-"

Nitocris slowed down his thrusts again.

"Let me ask you again. Do you still dare to kiss Kyle?!"

"No, I don't dare, don't dare!"

"Good boy."

This time, when Xing Han was brought back up to the edge, Nitocris didn't stop completely, taking a bit of pity on his crying puppy. Instead, he slowed his thrusts to slow grinding, which actually sent Xing Han over the edge with a shout.

Xing Han abruptly crashed over the edge without any warning when his cookie's slow grind directly on his prostate, causing his vision to white out as the pleasure.

Xing Han was left panting as he came down from the sudden orgasm, only to find that, to his horror, he was still rock hard and aching.

Nitocris groaned when Xing Han's hole contracted against him. It was mind-blowingly hot that his puppy had a dry orgasm just on his cock alone.

The slightly dazed, teary eyes when his puppy looked at him went straight to his dick.

Nitocris once again started up the punishing thrusts, causing Xing Han's head to thump back down on the mattress, his thighs shaking from the intense dry orgasm he just had, but with Nitocris hammering at his prostate again, he was once again near the edge.

The underworld King didn't stop his thrusts this time, gripping Xing Han's hips tighter as he slammed onto his prostate.

Xing Han screamed while Nitocris fucked him through his orgasm, chasing after his own pleasure as his puppy's fluttering hole contracted against him repeatedly.

After a few thrusts, he finally finished inside.

Nitocris rolled them over side by side, both of them panting as the intense orgasm shook them to the core.

"Don't kiss Kyle again."

Xing Han just grinned, sweaty and shaken from the mind blowing sex they just had.