Chapter 22: Stuck In A Motel Room With Two Handsome Devils
DISCLAIMER: This chapter has man on man smut. If you don't want to read it, you can skip to the next one without neeidng to read it and will still be able understand the overall story. Thank you, XD!
[Maximus Westphall-Bennett POV]:
The rain started as soon as Max pulled into the parking lot of a 3-star motel.
It had been grey and cloudy overhead for the better part of the hour drive it took to get to the motel since the talk. And Max didn't need to be a seer to know a nasty storm was on its way.
After checking into the motel, paying for 3 nights (just in case), Max, Kol, and Kai made their way to their room, the rain attempting to soak them in the process. Fortunately, Max put up a magic, invisible forcefield above himself to shield him from the rain. Unfortunately for Kai and Kol, it didn't extend to them, and they got soaked because of it.
On the bright side, the wet clothes sticking to their bodies gave Max a clear view of both devils' impressive physiques through the dampness of their clothes. He wasn't let down.
'Shit. That can't all just be genetics, right? Magic's gotta be involved…,' Max thought, before shaking his head.
Stepping forward, Max arrived at their designated room — a one-bedroom stay with a bed capable of fitting 5 individuals. The sheets were white, the blanket blue, and the walls were white with hints of blue and silver. The curtains was blue and white and the bathroom followed the same color palette. It was a decent stay for a 3-star motel room, but Max was already hating the color scheme.
"Preferential recoloring," Max chanted, and with a snap of his fingers, the whites and blues turned greys, blacks, and goldens. "That's better."
"How long is this storm going to last?" Kai asked as the two entered the room, taking off their shoes.
As Max brought some extra clothes for all of them to change into from his psychic dimension, the usually invisible tattoo around his eyes briefly lit up a brilliant silvery-grey hue, and with it, his eyes glowed a baby blue. He had a vision, seeing:
In his vision, he saw a fox, a snake, and a black cat huddled together in a wooden hut, for warmth against an endless storm that lasted days — specifically, three days. The fox had mischievous brown eyes and kept trying to taunt the blue-grey eyed snake, who in retaliation kept trying to nip at the fox and vulnerable sides of the fox. Neither gave up trying to infuriate the other, both relentlessly trying to test the limits of the other one. It actually seemed the fox had the upperhand, but the snake was still quite unyielding, their dance of nips and taunts endless, even with the storm outside picking up –— but both, however, yielded to the hazel-green eyed cat, obediently adhering to the cat's commands, getting along albeit reluctantly in the process.
Then he returned to his body, lost briefly in thought. 'An Interpretative Vision?' Max thought privately. 'Usually I see exactly the future as it would play out… Looks like I can add that one to my growing repertoire.'
'The fox is obviously a representation of Kol, and the snake is obviously Kai. And I guess that makes me the cat, no?' Max thought, as his vision returned to normal.
"Three days," Max said, as he came back to himself, but what he saw before him caused him to take a sharp intake of breath, eyes widening in surprise.
Before Max, both Kol and Kai were shirtless, their impressive physiques fully displayed in all their glorious aesthetics, their respective soaked up shirts in a bundle by their feet.
Kol was much more hunkier than Kai, his body built surprisingly muscularly toned without losing its leanness. His pecs were impressive and almost hairless, except for the light gathering of hair in the middle of his chest and a light dusting of hair led down the middle of his 8-Pack, leading to the treasures of his nether regions beneath his boxers.
Kai was leaner than Kol, with more of an athletically toned physique than a hunk's like Kol's. And, where Kol was paler in complexion, Kai was more warmer and had a darker, more noticeable treasure trail. He had a hairless chest except for the hair that made up the lower area of his 6-pack and V-line. His abs were less pronounced than Kol's, having only been 17 before being punished to the prison world, but it was evident in its formation nonetheless.
Both were watching Max like hawks, likely waiting for his reaction, and, when Kol noticed Max's heartbeat quicken dramatically and Kai noticed his tenting pants, the two locked gazes, sharing twin devious smirks, nodding to one another, before turning back to Max. Their grins told Max he was about to get messed up — In a fun way.
Almost immediately, Kol blurred into motion, shoving Max up against the wall, with supernatural strength only a vampire would be able to exert. He pinned Max against the wall with a palm to the chest and a right arm propped against the wall beside his head. Max gasped at how swiftly and easily he was pinned, his heartbeat quickening and his arousal rising, mounting to a breathless high when he noticed Kol smirking down on him in a way that had his stomach doing the thing.
"K-Kol..?" Max began, feeling oddly nervous, but he merely shushed him swiftly by using his right hand and lifting his chin, Max's hazel-green eyes meeting Kol's dangerously darkened, deep brown.
"Shhh…," Kol cooed, his eyes locking down at Max's own, darting intensely to his lips before re-locking onto his eyes, as if to ask permission.
Uncertain if his wit would permit him to speak, Max merely chose to nod his ascent, and that was it took for Kol to lean in and lock lips, devouring Max's mouth like a hungry beast. Max's breath was robbed from him as moments later, a tongue was shoved past his lips, invasively and domineeringly, exploring the inner crevices of the organ that was Max's mouth. Max's tongue put up a fight, fierce ans furious, but it quickly became evident just how dominant — and just as willing to play dirty — Kol truly was, as all he had to do to get Max feeling high on cloud nine was rub Max's growing boner a few times with his own free hand, causing Max to gasp, unconsciously giving Kol full, unchallenged access to all of his mouth —- And he took that victory.
And, yet, somehow, Kol found a way to deepen the moment, pulling back, which caused a whine of protest to make its way of Max's lips at the lack of oral action, causing Kol to smirk. "Relax, love. I've got you<" he said as he leaned down lower to Max's neck, biting, sucking and licking bruises into Max's skin — Bruises that Max forced his healing to ignore by some unseen strain of willpower.
"P-please," Max moaned out a beg, or, at least, tried to, when he felt Kol pull his leg away from his boner, but he couldn't complain too long, as, mere moments later, his chin was forcibly pulled to the right, where he quickly noted Kol's deviously handsome face looking dazedly at Max, his eyes locked onto Max's lips, but he didn't ask for permission, unlike Kol; passionate lips connected with Max's own, both mouths locked in a hungry battle for dominance.
Kai used his free hand to slide into the hem of his shirt, his warm fingers causing goosebumps to form across Max's abs and chest as Kai found Max's nipples. When the siphoner found them, Max groaned in pleasure as he began siphoning off magic from them, twisting and pulling and pinching them — Only enough to get Max to gasp in pure pleasure and only in conjunction to his pulling, twisting and pinching. It was incredibly overwhelming and Max wondered if he would pass out from the pleasure.
All the while, Kol's hand snaked lower and lower from his chest, eventually traversing past the belt of his pants and into the drawls of his underwear. Slowly, agonizingly slowly, Kol grasped the rod with surprisingly smooth palms that only pulled and twisted the bare minimum to keep Max hard, teasing Max, making him feel desperate.
Max tried to moan out his want for Kol to jerk him, but Kai bit Max's bottom lip, causing out another gasp. When Max tried to protest, Kol bit at Max's neck, which only served to frustrate Max more.
Eventually, Kol began to jerk Max, roughly, slowly, but deliciously and frustratingly surely.
"P-ple…please," Max tried to talk mid kiss with Kai, but the siphonner merely grinned, crushing their lips harder than ever, while siphoning from both his fingertips that were pinching and twisting Max's nipples and the lips that were robbing Max of his ability to breathe. Max swore he felt ready to pass out as he felt the beginning of his magic get sucked into the siphoner — Not even enough to be considered real power; just enough to give Max a pained pleasure that was driving him absolutely insane. "Ahhnnn…",
"What was that, Max?" Kol questioned, grinning against his neck, biting and living marks that he noticed weren't healing at all.
"Please…," he tried, but Kai was draining a little more, robbing Max of magic, breath and his ability to breathe — All in the literal sense. Fuck! "Gasp! Ahh…".
"Do you know what he's trying to ask, Kai?" Kol looked mischievously to the siphoner who shrugged. "What he wants, perhaps?"
"Beats me," Kai smirked, letting Max breathe just for a moment —- just a moment of air, just enough to not die from suffocation — before locking their lips somehow even harder than before, siphoning more and more, somehow making Max light-headed in pleasure, before traversing down to Max's neck where, on the other side, Kol was nipping and biting and kissing in conjunction to Kai's feasting.
Both men were now thrusting up against Max, but at different, uneven, deliberately uncoordinated intervals, which gave Max tension and friction but not the consistency heeded to get off. It was not nearly enough.
"G-gods…Kai…K-Kol… pl—," A thrust from Kol's end had Max gasping. Max was an atheist but these devils were making Max see stars and the gods above them. 'Of all the times you assholes learn to work together, it would be now. This is universal targeting!'
When Kol leaned back, he pinned both hands above Max's head uni-handedly with surprising ease. "Beg us for it, Maximus," Kol said in his husky, charming voice that turned Max on to an impossibly high high. "Make us make the neighbors hear your scream."
"Cry for it, Max," Kai urged, thrusting into Max, making Max groan in pure ecstasy. "Make us hear you cry out our name."
'Gods, they're devils,' Max realized in hornified horror. 'Handsome little devils, but devils nonetheless!'
When Max didn't answer, Kol let go of Max cock and began moving his hand out of his pants, and Max broke almost immediately, practically begging "Please, please let me cum!"
Both men smirked, as Kol devoured Max's lips and Max felt hands unbuckle his jeans and, before he could comprehend anything, a warm mouth devoured his shaft. The action alone wouldn't've made him nut, but Kai was siphoning Max while he sucked.
Gasping in pleasure his nervous system had never felt before, basically letting Kol dominate the kiss, it only took Kai a few rolls of his tongue, a few seconds of siphoning, before Max shot his load, directly into Kai's waiting mouth, causing Max to see stars as he went limp against the walls, his consciousness so close to going under, he knew he was not going to be able to do anything but sleep for the rest of the night.
However, when he did manage to look up, he noticed Kol and Kai kissing, sharing Max's load in a snowballing kiss. The sight was so unexpected and so hot and passionate, Max swore he could've cum a second time — And, as a werewolf himself, that;s exactly what he did, before sluggishly making his way to the bed, where he instantly went unconscious.
[Kol Mikaelson POV]:
After sharing Max's creamy release with Kai Parker, both men swallowing a share of it, Kol noticed Max passed out form on the bed. Choosing to clean the unconscious Maximus with a few wipes after stripping the wolf — (Not before admiring the werewolf's physique and beauty. 'He's a beautiful young man,' Kol thought) —- Kol made sure to change Max into some sleepworthy clothes as Kai cleaned the area of Max's second spilling, not without, however, trying to get Kol to suck on the spoilt napkin, the freak.
Eventually, after tucking their benefactor in, making sure he was comfortable, Kol and Kai decided to join a shower together. It was more a convenience thing —- they were tired and didn't feel like waiting on one another to finish cleaning one another, and, since both were still quite horny, and still haven't gotten off, neither denied the suggestion.
Kol barely made it into the restroom before Kai tried pushing him up against the door, locking lips with the Original, while attempting to siphon him into submission. The fool.
Not one to submit, Kol, quick as a blur and with surprising ease, switched their potion locking lips with the siphonner, as he pinned the snake's arms on the wall beside his head, and started to make his way from Kai's lips to his chin and jaw, nipping and biting his way downward.
Kol made sure to bite and suck and nip as hard as he could without actually harming the siphoner— At least, not fatally. Something told Kol that Kai had a pain kink. Some bruises, especially the ones already forming near his pulse point, Kol was certain would be staying longer than just a few days.
"K-Kol..," Kai tried, groaning but Kol used his thigh to rub Kai's covered crouch, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the siphon. "K-Kol—."
Kol didn't let Kai finish, fangs extending, Kol bit down on Kai's neck, letting blood spew from the wound and slurping up most of it, while the drops that slid down his chest on served to make Kol harder, and the pain only caused Kai to moan in pained ecstasy.
"You're so damn snarky and biting all the time," Kol quipped, repeating the process a few more time, covering Kai in dripping wounds and marks of dominance. "But look at you now… Keening at my mercy moaning my name like a whore…," debased Kol, thrusting into Kai, causing the sociopath to moan in pleasure. "My whore!"
Max forbade either of them from killing one another. It was one of the few rules that Max established between them. He said they were too similar that they would want to eventually, which was why he created the rule to begin with. And, as it was one that was important to Max, Kol didn't mind following it — In fact, because it was important to Max, he would make sure he would follow it to most definitely.
Unfortunately, it meant Kol couldn't get the respect he wanted from Kai through the threat of murder. And, because Kai was a sociopath — something Kol clocked immediately — he couldn't effectively create a bond with the man without deep effort on his part — And he didn't feel like putting in most of that effort by himself.
Sexual domination, however crude, wasn't lethal — And, having had a 1,000 years to perfect the art in his spare time, Kol had every intention of absolutely dominating Kai into submission.
Using his incredible strength, Kol ripped Kai's pants to shreds, forcing Kai to free himself of what remained and the drawls while Kol calmly took off his own pants. "Get in the show," Kol calmly ordered, his tone absolute and dark. Kai, sensing Kol's intentions, merely smirked, slowly swaying as he made his way, nude, to the shower door. 'I'll have this bastard begging to submit soon enough,' Kol thought, thinking of the various things he wants to do to the siphoner. Then, noticing a jar of unused vaseline on the sink counter, Kol smirked. 'Perfect.'
[Malachai "Kai" Parker POV]:
As Kai entered the shower and turned it on, his full 8 inches at full mast and harder than ever, he contemplated Kol's intentions.
He knew the Original wanted to express control over Kai via sexual domination since the vampire is forbidden from actually killing him, and, honestly, Kai didn't mind it. Kol was hot, and, yeah, Kai was sociopathic, but he wasn't stupid or blind. And he certainly wasn't straight. He's known he wasn't entirely straight from a young age.
The thing was, sure he didn't mind being sexually dominated by the Original, but he didn't want to give up complete control. He wouldn't. For even a submissive can manipulate a dominant if they have their wit and the desire to do so.
'You can top, but I'm not submitting, not fully,' Kai thought, smirking, as he felt the warm sprays of the shower rain down on him, watching the dark haired, pale-skinned vampire through the open shower doorway scoop a huge scoop of vaseline and lather his fingers in it. 'After all, this could definitely be fun. And it will be easier to win over Maximus if Kol thinks he's tamed me. He can keep think he has.'
As Kol entered behind Kai, Kai felt himself being shoved face first into the wall, his arms pinned behind his back. Kol snaked up against Kai's back, fitting perfectly, chest to back, thigh to leg. Kai felt Kol's warm breath to his ear, making him shiver.
"We may both belong Max, and Max may command us, but you, Kai Parker, belong to me," Kol's voice was heavy, husky and hinted with something dark, something possessive.
"No, I don't think I do. You'd ha—," but Kol didn't give Kai the chance to finish, as he felt a finger at his entrance, oiled and greased up, rubbing around the perimeter of his hole before entering, slowly, but surrey, making Kai shudder in pleasure, a release of moan cutting himself off.
Kol eventually managed to get a second finger inside —- And started scissoring Kai, like one would a pussy. The imagery of that only served to amplify whatever pleasure Kai was already feeling, further confusing Kai.
'I'm supposed to find routes to manipulate this man; not give into pl—,' but the thought was thrown out the door when Kol entered with a second finger, causing Kai to moan shamefully.
After being fingered for nearly 2 minutes, Kai nearly whined whenever he felt them disappear.
"Don't fret, snake," Kol tutted. "You're about to be pierced with something much bigger than three fingers."
"I don't know. You sure you're big enough to be compared to 3 fing—," Kai tried to snark.
Unfortunately, Kol didn't let him finish the comment,choosing to insert the flared pink head of his 9 incher past Kai's gates.
The pain was beyond anything Kai had felt before. It had Kai seriously doubting whether he could take the whole shaft when just his head was this intense. His hesitation, however, was not an aversion to pain, but, rather, an acknowledgement of a worthy challenge because Kai was many things, but a coward in the face of pain was not one of them.
And, even though Kol was evidently trying to go slow, likely in an attempt to not break Kai, Kai was of the mindset that, if he was doing this, he might as well do it all the way.
Bracing himself on the wall, feeling Kol's smooth palms on his waist as he slowly entered Kai, Kai clenched his fists before shoving his ass back with all his strength.
The instantaneous pain was so severe, but the uneven, uncontrolled groan of pleasure that exited from Kol's mouth as the Original rested his dark locks on Kai's back, the Original's change inf axial expression felt by Kai clear as day —- All of this was enough to make Kai smirk, even through the pain. Kai even deliberately clenched around the original vampire's shaft, causing Kol to release another groan, his face scrunching against Kai's back.
"How can you dominate me if you can't even control the flow, Mister Fox?" Kai smirked, leaning forward, until only Kol's tip was inside and slammed right back to the hilt, causing Kol to gasp in pleasure, his grip tightening around Kai's hips. 'Might be bottoming,' Kai thought in amusement. 'But topping from the bottom is still a thing, Mister Fox.'
[Kol Mikaelson POV]:
But Kol wasn't about to let Kai take back the reins, not after getting this far and certainly not without a fight.
Tightening his hold on Kai's hips to an almost crushing grip, Kol began using his vampiric strength in his stroke, causing Kai's breath to pause as Kol unleashed his annoyance, irritation, frustrations and anger into absolutely obliterating Kai's hole. He no longer held back. Kai wasn't Max. It was no longer about mutual pleasure. It was about establishing the chain of command now.
His hips were a blur of motion — With his vampiric speed, strength and agility, Kol made sure he hit that sweet spot over and over and over again. Even when Kai began going limp, Kol kept him up against the wall, dogging his hole like a beast in heat. The sounds of cheeks clapping against his mons pubis echoed loud and cleared across the bathroom, into the room and likely the next few doors as well, but Kol didn't care. All that Kol cared about was establishing the pecking order.
And, with the force in which Kol was beating in Kai's asshole, it was no surprise when Kai came, untouched onto the floor of the shower, his seed being washed away down the drain as he himself went completely limp in Kol's hold.
"Fuck…," Kol groaned, still fucking into Kai.
Unfortunately, Kai cumming had the siphoner clenching supernaturally tight around Kol and, in a few more strokes, Kol shot multiple ropes of jizz deep within Kai, Kol's essence marking Kai's ass in Kol's scent. As he shot into Kai, he bit into Kai's shoulder, his fangs drawing rivulets of blood to cascade down Kai's back, which only heightened Kol's high.
Kol leaned his head against Kai, riding out the high of the release via biting a few more marks into kai's shoulders, neck and back, some drawing blood, others just bruising, but all of them marking Kai as Kol's property.
Eventually, he pulled out of Kai, his jizz spurting out of Kai before the siphoner could clench and hold all of it in, which only made the siphoner moan out a displeasure.
Kol washed them both thoroughly, Kai being pliant and letting Kol do all the work. Kai said nothing, for once, which only had Kol smirking at his exhaustion, and how he was the reason for it —- something that brought Kol a certain kind of dark, twisted and strange sense of pleasure.
'Domination done,' Kol smirked as both men exited the shower, changing into their spare clothes. 'I wonder what Max is dreaming about…'.