First Mating

"I'm only Master to you."

Without letting him respond, Fenrir captured Hyeon's soft lips.

His state of euphoria made him think, *Yes, he's my Master. Nothing else.*

Immediately, their hot tongues met and fought for dominance. Master predictably won and drove his tongue almost to the back of Hyeon's throat, grazing the roof of his mouth. It was almost suffocating as spit dripped down.

He wanted to wrap his arms around Master's broad shoulders but realized that he couldn't move his hands. Too distracted with the heated kiss, Hyeon failed to notice that Master had bound his wrists together with the uniform's tie. What's more, he straddled Hyeon's hips to prevent any attempt of escaping.

Their bulges rubbed together. Master was dry humping Hyeon like a male wolf trying to find a female's opening, but their pants were blocking access. In sexual annoyance, Master scoffed and yanked apart at the trousers' waistline. There was a loud ripping sound as the seams from the zipper to the ankles split in half. Although Hyeon would probably be peeved about it later, the wolf had also shredded his underwear simultaneously.

The movement made his dick spring up from being free, almost hitting his abdomen. Since Hyeon's heat started a while ago, this allowed enough time for the tip to discharge a steady flow of pre-cum. It was an ungodly amount like he was a stimulated female. One stroke could make him burst.

The touching ceased.

Hyeon glanced up at Master. He blankly stared at Hyeon's body. The conflicted expression he had made it seem like he was at war with himself.

"Master," Hyeon whined, trying to get his attention.

It worked when Master's awareness returned, but his aura was viciously different. The stubborn boss who wanted Hyeon to rest and sleep off the heat was gone. Whatever Master battled within his mind had won. The golden eyes that were feasting on the shivering human below had a deadly appetite.

The wolf grabbed under Hyeon's bent knees and pushed them down, causing his fully exposed ass to lift upward. Master's face leaned towards his opening. Like a canine experiencing a rut which is an alpha version of an omega heat, he sniffed at the hole before skimming his tongue on it. The sensation of a velvety tongue tracing circles on Hyeon's entrance made him gasp. The faint flicks turned into rough lappings, like trying to satisfy extreme thirst.

While licking, Master looked into Hyeon's eyes and gruffed. He wanted permission to continue.

*Wait, how do I know what he's asking for?*

Hyeon couldn't dwell on it since his body reacted. As if he's been a wolf his whole life, he instinctually whimpered. The sound signaled that he was sexually receptive.

Suddenly, Master forced Hyeon's body to whip around into a doggy-style position.

When looking back at the aroused top behind him, Master had his impressive erection ready for action. When the tip touched Hyeon's hole, it made the smaller male jump in panic. His throat constricted with threatening tears.

"It's my first time..." he mewled into the bed.

This made Master halt.

*Is he still going to fuck—*

A hand wrapped around Hyeon's organ before he could finish the thought. He hissed in teasing pleasure as Master gently caressed his shaft. It didn't exactly feel like a handjob, though. Hyeon leaned on his elbows and watched from under his chest. While Master's right hand stroked Hyeon's swelled cock, the left one was collecting a ridiculous quantity of pre-cum.

Master seemed content with the amount he accumulated and dipped a pointer finger into the tiny pool of slick fluid in his palm. He scooped enough that his finger easily penetrated into Hyeon's insides. Knuckle-deep, he twisted and gently scraped the sensitive flesh.

Hyeon's head threw back with a high-pitched moan. What the heck was that sound? Was that coming from him?

Hyeon's entrance felt fuller when Master added a second digit. The retracting motion with pre-cum lube was making his mind dizzy. He was right at the edge, but he needed something more.

Glancing under himself again to look through the space between his thighs, Hyeon saw Master's dick standing at attention. He also had some beads of trickling liquid.

*What if...*

Hyeon leaned back slowly so his ass aligned with Master's hung crotch. Since his mind was clouded, it seemed like a good idea to take the initiative. He tilted backward gradually, hoping to catch him off guard.

He doesn't even notice, Hyeon thought groggily.

Abruptly, Master removed his fingers. The sneak-attack plan spectacularly failed. The wolf mounted and rested his chin on Hyeon's shoulder. One of his hands snaked around to grip onto the tender crook where Hyeon's throat and jaw met. His dick pressed against the prey's opening which relaxed to surrender.

Master said in a stern voice, "Did you think I wouldn't notice you trying to take the lead?" He chewed on Hyeon's ear. It stung but made Hyeon shudder in a yielding response.

Slipping into the scent-producing hole, Master's shaft filled it with a quick thrust.

"Ahh!" Hyeon winced as his cherry popped. The suddenness of his insides being stretched hurt. The discomfort caused him to tense up and arch his back.

Master was still gripping his throat/jawline and biting his ear. He pumped a few times, waiting for the hole to accommodate his size.

Hyeon's thighs were already shaking from supporting Master's weight.

"I can't hold yo—"

The wolf snarled and sank his teeth into the back of Hyeon's neck. Like a vampire sucking blood, Master extracted some soul energy.

"Mmmn," the bottom yelped in surprise. The dam holding in the remaining heat broke into a tidal wave of pheromones. It made him feel like he was plunging in boiling water. Somehow, Hyeon knew this bite demanded him to submit. Obeying, his hole's muscles stopped straining and his spine returned to a 'U' shape.

Master's cock pumped wildly. He darted in and out like an animal that hasn't copulated in years. Untamed. His teeth let go of the victim and panted into Hyeon's ear.

The sharp pain that Hyeon felt at first gave way to a churning throb. He could feel his ass tighten but not in an uncomfortable way.

Master was talking possessively to himself, "I want your soul. I want EVERYTHING."

He pounded harder, his large testicles slapping into Hyeon's cheeks. Their skin made smacking noises that echoed in the room.

Master sat back up, pulling Hyeon with him. They were both on their knees. His spine leaned into the muscular chest. Because his wrists were bound, he lifted them to wrap around Master's neck. Still piling into his mound roughly, one of the Norse god's hands firmly grasped Hyeon's manhood.

With the thrusting onslaught and his dick being jerked off, Hyeon was going to climax. Master must've been close as well. The predator uncontrollably hammered. It would've made Hyeon stumble forward from the impact, but the bigger person held him in place.

With a moan, a jolt of cum traveled through his rod. Before it could eject, Master placed a finger over the tip to prevent his eruption. The sensation was similar to using the restroom but holding it midstream. He felt powerless.

In a flurry of grinding pumps, Master grunted and rocketed his sperm deep inside. His penis spasmed while trying to excrete everything. He breathed heavily but still held onto Hyeon's cock.

*HEY!*

"Please," Hyeon begged.

The wolf growled in his ear, "Please, what?"

"Please," he repeated. A tear rolled down Hyeon's face, but the dominant licked it with one swipe.

"Hmmm, that's not what I want to hear."

"P-please, Master!"

At the magic word, his raging erection was freed. Finally allowed to finish, Hyeon's cum shot out in multiple spurts into Master's hand.

His orgasm deactivated the insignia. The burning hurricane waves quieted into a calm creak.

*I'm so tired...*

He fell asleep.

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[Fenrir]

The boy crumbled into his chest in defeat.

*Oh, did it die?*

Before he could suck out more energy from it, Fenrir's reasonable state of mind returned. The wolf was reeled in and re-chained.

It was maddening to watch everything unfold from the wolf's perspective. When Fenrir ripped off Hyeon's pants, his hard-on flung out and splattered pre-cum. This sprayed a sweet odor that would instantly make animalistic tendencies lash out. In that moment of weakness, the wolf took the chance to take over and bind him instead.

The only instance he temporarily regained control was when Hyeon muffled in fright, "It's my first time..."

While stretching the dýr's hole, he thought he had won. Well, until the sly half-human sorely attempted to place himself right on Fenrir's cock. The virgin's boldness shocked him which allowed the feral wolf to once again take the wheel.

It DID NOT like being managed. Fenrir was shoved to the back when it said to the wiggling prey, "Did you think I wouldn't notice you trying to take the lead?"

Although irritating that he had to view from the sidelines, his body felt pleasure that he deprived himself of. He couldn't remember the last time he had a good fuck.

His heart rate calmed down to its normal rhythm. Since he gained a satisfactory amount of soul energy, all of his wolf features disappeared. Soon, his ears and tail would return, signifying that he'd need more from this unfortunate servant.

Now that the excitement was over, Fenrir silently called for Haruma to come.

Hyeon had passed out from exhaustion, his weight tugged on Fenrir's neck. He looped his head through the halfling's bound arms and cleaned off the puddle of semen from his hand before undoing the tie. After Hyeon's wrists were free, he placed the unconscious body on the bed. With a spare blanket, Fenrir tried swaddling him like a baby. The end result looked something like a burrito that was dropped on the floor.

There were a few knocks from the office doors.

After slinking into his pants, Fenrir said, "Koma." (Come.)

As he stared out the windows to observe the early evening sky, the ancient doorways creaked opened. Footsteps approached the connecting bedroom.

"My Lord," the fox greeted.

"Take him to his room and clean him up," he commanded without looking at the servant. Hyeon had a serious habit of blacking out in unlucky places. Troublesome.

"Understood."

After a few seconds of collecting Hyeon, Haruma said, "Goodnight, My Lord." They left the bedroom and out of the office space.

Time went by while reflecting at what just occurred. The smell. The damned boy's boldness. How his wolf uncharacteristically marked him like they were a mated pair. The way Hyeon hopelessly cried, "P-please, Master!"

Yet, the memory made him desire for another round.

Fenrir shook his head, not liking the situation. His wolf, on the other hand, was enjoying the chase.

"Hœttr." (Dangerous.)