Exchanging Energies

Fenrir didn't have to utter a word. His heated expression said he also wanted the same thing, but that wasn't the only clue to suggest his desire. Fenrir's hard-on was sticking straight up in the air. Hyeon sat on top of his crotch so the outlines of their cocks were touching. Ever so slowly, he moved his hips back and forth in a teasing motion. The wolf's lips twitched.

Even though Hyeon still wore clothes, his slow rocking movement had them both over the edge. Fenrir reached around Hyeon's ass until his nails snagged the pants' seam in the center. The pants made a ripping sound as he pulled the cock-blocking material out of the way, immediately exposing Hyeon's hole. The pad of his finger gently grazed over the outer wall of the pink entrance. Since it was dry, he massaged it without entering as their tongues explored each other. After a few minutes of this, Fenrir wrapped his arms around Hyeon and dragged him over to the bed.

The black-haired top rummaged through his nightstand to find the lube that Sani had given them a while back. He became impatient since he had issues finding the small bottle in between the papers shoved in the drawer.

Hyeon was getting antsy, too. He climbed over and grasped the long cock at the shaft's base in his hands, stroking it hard. Seeing Fenrir's body jerk at the sudden handjob made Hyeon's own cock jolt in response. Finally, the hiding lube was found. Fenrir tangled his fingers through Hyeon's hair, forcing his head to be at eye-level with the member.

"Suck it," Fenrir said deeply. His voice sounded like he just woke up too early in the morning. It was sexy as hell.

Hyeon did as he was told. His tongue licked the bead of precum emerging from the hole. Its sour taste prompted him to go full speed ahead and take in the swollen cock until the tip reached the back of his throat. He almost choked, but he continued bobbing his head up and down.

While he wrapped the dick with his warm mouth, Fenrir's hands traveled from Hyeon's head, to his shoulders, and down to his chest. Like his poor pants, the nails made an effortless rip in the material to expose his chest. Fenrir tugged at Hyeon's nipples to make them hard like small pebbles.

"HMMF," he moaned. His voice was muffled having a cock stuffed in his mouth.

Fenrir returned to Hyeon's tight hole, this time with a handful of slick lube. He inserted a finger. The inner walls tightened around it.

"Damn," Fenrir seethed. "You need to unclench it."

Hyeon tried his best, but it was hard to concentrate on loosening his muscles back there when Fenrir started to thrust his hips.

*He's fucking my mouth!*

Another finger slipped in. Hyeon's hips quivered.

"These are just my fingers. How are you going to react when I give you my cock?" Fenrir asked. What was up with the sexy talk today?

It turned out that Hyeon freaking loved it.

A third finger stretched his rim. Thinking it was enough, Fenrir roughly pulled out his fingers and climbed onto the bed, positioning Hyeon so he was on his belly. Hyeon's ass lifted into the air for easier access.

The wolf pulled down the remaining remnant of Hyeon's cum-soaked pants. As Fenrir's enlarged head pushed its way through the hole's entrance, he gently grabbed Hyeon's throat and kissed his nape.

"Ah!"

"Shh, it's almost all in." Fenrir pushed his hips further until the entire shaft was inside. The outline of his massive penis was visible in Hyeon's abdomen. Instead of moving with speed from the get-go, the top pushed in and out with tenderness, making their bodies sway like a calm ocean.

Hyeon's precum leaked out. After experiencing multiple orgasms earlier, his body was already exhausted. Sensing his tiredness, Fenrir held his hips up to continue dipping his dick into the hole.

"Faster," Hyeon whispered.

Fenrir growled, retreated his member, and flipped him over onto his back. He didn't delay as he slipped it in with one fluid motion. Once they had a fast rhythm going, Hyeon closed his eyes and let himself feel everything – his body being stuffed, the sound of Fenrir's balls slapping against his skin, their breathing, and his own beating heart.

Tears formed in Hyeon's eyes. He only had half a year left of working here. Could he really leave and go back to normal society?

Fenrir slowed down and placed his forehead again Hyeon's. "Are you in pain?"

Hyeon shook his head, unable to communicate the roller coaster of emotions he was feeling.

"Should I stop?"

"Never."

Fenrir picked up the pace again. Their lips met again to join tongues. The speed was increasing as both of them were on the verge of climax.

Suddenly, Fenrir stopped and looked at Hyeon with shocked eyes. They were burning with a yellow glow. "What are you doing?"

Hyeon was equally confused, not knowing what he meant. Not until he realized he was pushing his soul energy, the flaming red mist, into Fenrir to provide him the essence he needed to sustain his sanity.

"Why?" Fenrir couldn't understand why anyone, including Hyeon, would want to voluntarily do this.

Has he never experienced someone wanting to willingly offer their energy to him?

"Because I-" Hyeon wasn't sure if he should admit his feelings yet. He didn't want to scare this person away. "I really care for you."

Close enough.

Fenrir licked at the bloody wounds on Hyeon's arms that were still there. "But I did this."

"I know it wasn't you."

The god seemed to understand – when his wolf wasn't in takeover mode, he wouldn't knowingly hurt him. "Still, I—"

Hyeon stopped him by passionately kissing him. Fenrir responded by melting into the kiss and slowing down his thrusts to an agonizingly slow pace. He, a man of little words, didn't have to say a thing for Hyeon to know that he cared for him too.

The bottom felt a buildup of pressure in his stomach. He was about to welcome the orgasm until his chest felt a cool sensation flowing into it. He looked at Fenrir with awe as he saw his black cloud of energy gliding into Hyeon's skin in places where Fenrir was touching him. The dark cloud mixed with Hyeon's red soul.

Hyeon freaked out a little by pushing out more of his own back into Fenrir. The feeling of hot and cold mixing spiritually was intense. Eventually, both of their energies floating in their chests were dark red. The weird part was how Hyeon had no craving to absorb it. Maybe it was because a part of himself was now within Fenrir?

Fenrir couldn't see any of this happening; it was an ability only a phoenix had, apparently. "What do you see?" he asked, his thrusts starting to quicken from an impending release.

"Us. I see us together."

His cock began to pound into him at an unnatural pace. The sounds that escaped from Hyeon's throat were animalistic with need. With one last thrust, the god's hot load filled his insides. The sensation made Hyeon cum onto his stomach. His toes curled and his spine arched upward. Once the tsunami waves subsided, his body deadweighted into the bed.

*Tired...*

They laid there, not moving, just breathing heavily. It was like that for a while, staring at each other. Who knew that maintaining eye contact with someone this close for an undisclosed amount of time was so intimate.

There was banging on the door. They had forgotten about today's incident with the accidental summoning. Servants were still outside, wanting to know why.

Fenrir rested his head on Hyeon's chest. "It's…getting harder," meaning it was becoming increasingly difficult to not lose himself.

*Perhaps I should stay here after my contract is over? To help make sure Ragnarok doesn't happen?*

This is what Hyeon wanted to say out loud, but seeing Fenrir's troubled expression from what was about to come with facing his employees stopped him. Now wasn't the time or place.

Sleipnir yelled from the other side of the thick doors, "Big bro!"

Fenrir mumbled to himself about that cheeky bastard. Hearing Sleipnir's voice made Hyeon recall about that favor to go for 'a ride' later. He was scared to know the underlying message behind it. "I don't like him," he expressed about the horse deity.

A twinkle shined in Fenrir's eye. "Finally. You're the only other person besides me who thinks the same. He was always considered to be the golden child among us. I have a plan to get rid of him, temporarily at least."