five AM on the bathroom floor from the night before

When Artorias had joined his brother in the gardens for a drink, he never would have guessed where their escapades would have led the two brutes to tonight. He had bonded with Grimshaw in a way that was wholly unique and unexpected, discovered a new part of himself and was reveling in the ecstasies of their bodies. He didn't know what the future would look like for the two men, but the alpha wasn't thinking about that right now. He was too lost in the pleasure of having Grim wrapped around him in all ways, clinging to him, holding him, surrounding him. Tomorrow would be a matter for future Artorias. Present Artorias was far too happy feeding his hunger and unabashed desires with his brother. Even now, as their bodies rejoined for a second coupling, Art knew it wouldn't be enough. Grimshaw was addictive, intoxicating, like one of the finest wines or most potent drugs. He didn't say it aloud in this moment, but Artorias found himself envious of Grimshaw's crush. Malachai was a damn lucky wolf!

Once their hips met and their bodies fully connected, Artorias let out a content sigh as colors exploded before his vision every time his brother tensed or flexed, swirling around in the haze of lust and pleasure. The wide, pleased grin on the azure wolf's face hid nothing from his partner as to what he was feeling, though there was little doubt Grim would understand. He'd just had Artorias, after all, in a way no other wolf ever had. That privilege would forever belong to Grimshaw. Art moaned deeply while he savored these sensations, somehow familiar and yet entirely new at the same time. It was indescribable! Large blue paws clawed almost frantically at Grim's hips, seeking to find purchase and a stable grip on his lover while he settled into a rhythm of drawing his hips back and rolling them slow and hard back into the other man's. Grim's movements in time with him brought constant waves crashing over him, all intensified thanks to the effects of the alcohol, his moans and grunts and growls blending with Grim's each time he coaxed them from his brother.

Suddenly Art felt one of Grim's strong paws press to his chest, catching the Aegis' attention for a brief moment before he felt his brother pulling him down until their muzzles crashed together, and once more he tasted Grimshaw's tongue within his mouth. Artorias moaned deeply, slipping his tongue into Grim's maw in return while amber eyes rolled back and slid closed, enjoying and savoring the uniquely male flavor of his partner. With one paw still gripping Grim by his hip and claws sinking into his thigh, Art slowly slid his other paw up over the inside of Grim's thigh and following the ripples of muscle until he met his brother's paw over the other man's groin, wanting to give his lover as much pleasure as he could while he enjoyed his own with Grimshaw's perfect body. His rolling hips began to move quicker, taking exploratory strokes and squeezes of paw pads over his lover's most sensitive parts, testing to see what he liked the best and what got the best noises out of him while he started to work Grim's hips back into his with insistent tugs.

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