five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before

Artorias wasn't aware of his brother's own inexperience with anything sexual, nor would he have guessed it given how Grimshaw was handling him currently. All guided by instinct, the two men experimented with different touches, feeling, teasing, pleasing, and tasting one another. In the heady haze of lust and desire, every sense felt heightened. He could taste the distinct flavor of Grimshaw on his tongue, accented by the taste of the wine they'd shared but never overpowered by it. He tasted primal and clean and so very male. When Grim moaned into his mouth, Art couldn't resist giving a breathy moan and whine of need in reply. His body arched under Grim's teasing touch, his brother's paw leaving electric tingles dancing across his skin wherever he touched, roaming down his chest and over his flat stomach, taut muscles flexing under the tickling touch of his single claw around his navel. Artorias hadn't realized his toes had begun curling until Grim's paw pulled away and his tensed body all of a sudden went limp, exhaling heavily through his nose, as his mouth was still a bit occupied.

No sooner had the teasing ceased and his body relaxed though, Artorias felt Grim's powerful paws grab his hips and pull him up into his body, coaxing moans from the alpha as their lower bellies pressed together without a gap of space between them. The heat of Grimshaw's body pulled flush to his ignited that fire inside of him, and Art became aware of some very sensitive parts of himself pressing against Grim, and likewise felt parts of Grim he'd never thought about before being pressed to him. His face flushed hot, his paws gripping tighter to the dark brute's fur as a new rush of pleasure coursed through him from the intimate contact. Sharp teeth caught his lower lip as the wolves' muzzles parted, leaving Artorias gasping for breath and breathing heavier. Amber eyes slowly flickered open, half-lidded and heavy with carnal desire while he gazed up at Grimshaw above him, a wanton and excited grin playing on his face.

Grim was definitely proving himself as the dominant one in their exploring and fooling around as the slightly larger brute moved to trail his lips down his neck. Art released a shaky breath and tipped his head back, giving Grimshaw unrestricted access to any part of him he desired while he worked his way down with kisses and nips to heated skin. "Grim..." moaned Artorias, his voice heavy beneath hot breaths while his brother gradually worked his way down him, keeping their lower bellies pressed together with soft belly fur rubbing sensitive flesh in all the right ways. Gods, he didn't want Grim to stop! He showed it by reluctantly letting go of the brute's neck and chest, freeing him to move while his paws up to stroke and scratch around Grimshaw's head and ears, encouraging him on while Art pressed his hips up into Grim's with slow rolling motions, a hind leg slipping up to try and hook around Grim's waist. For now, he was entirely at Grimshaw's mercy.

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Argent"