Faun huffed out a breath when Declan partially tossed him on the bed and immediately pinned him down, pressing him down into the bed. Declan had never been this rough with him before, it made his skin heat up hotter, his hands buried in Declan's hair.
Declan stopped marking spots into his neck momentarily to yank his shirt off, leaning forward after that to clasp his mouth around one of Faun's nipples, sucking hard.
Faun arched underneath him, crying out when Declan bit down, cruelly pinching his other nipple. He was already painfully hard in his constricting pants, it made him squirm, needing some kind of relief.
"Declan," He sweetly murmured, arching his chest into Declan's mouth, eyes shut in pleasure.
Declan's eyes were hazed over, the usual grey now a dark gold as he lifted his head to kiss Faun again, not seeming to hear him.
Faun wasn't bothered, it was still Declan, and his mate needed his help. He gasped in pleasant surprise when Declan pulled off his pants and tossed them over a shoulder, corded muscles flexing as he folded him in half.
Faun had no idea what was going on or what Declan was trying to do, anxiety mixing in with the anticipation and pleasure. His tail swished from side to side on the bed between them, momentarily catching Declan's attention.
It was so adorable that Faun found himself laughing softly, his mate hadn't changed at all. The distraction was only for a moment, Declan's gaze going past his tail to his lower half where his cock leaked against his lower belly.
He expected Declan to do something about it and was blindsided when his werewolf mate went right past, kissing his inner thigh as he went lower, fingers digging into his thighs.
He gasped when Declan's tongue made contact with his hole, less from the shock and more from the pleasure that lanced through him. He wanted to bury his hands in Declan's hair but his current position didn't allow that so he tugged on his own hair instead, lips parting.
Declan was far from gentle as he licked into him, igniting pleasure in nerve ends he hadn't even known he had. He stiffened when he felt Declan slip a finger into him, the uncomfortable sensation wiped away by swathes of his hot tongue.
He practically melted into the bed when Declan found a rhythm, making use of his tongue and fingers to spread him open.
Teardrops were clinging to Faun's eyes when Declan rose over him, his backside connecting perfectly with his mate's hips in that position. Declan's hands roamed over his body, igniting pleasure that had cooled, his lips finding a sensitive spot on his neck.
Faun was pulled out of his haze of pleasure when he felt Declan's hardness press into his spit-slicked hole, panic floating to the top. "Declan, wait-"
His protest was cut off by Declan's lips, nearly gagging on his tongue as the kiss deepened impossibly. He expected to taste himself on Declan's tongue but all he got was a mouthful of chocolate, the pressure in his lower body increasing.
He was trapped under Declan's ministrations, breathing nothing but him, feeling nothing but him. The kiss left him breathless and weak, the scrape of Declan's sharp teeth on his collarbones doing nothing to distract him from the burn of the slide in.
It didn't hurt as much as he feared it would but it was still a tad uncomfortable. His thoughts were wiped clean when about halfway in, Declan's long fingers wrapped around his neck and slammed the rest of the way in.
Faun whined at the sharp pleasure pain that coursed through his body, feeling brand new sensations that threatened to tear him apart. He dug his fingers into Declan's arms when he pulled out, the drag against his inner walls making him gasp out loud.
A full-body shudder wracked him when Declan slammed all the way in from the tip, his eyes too heavy to keep open, teardrops beading at the edges of his eyes. It felt so good.
The next stroke had him seeing stars, a cry of Declan's name spilling past his lips as Declan picked up the pace, pulling out nearly all the way and slamming back in. Faun clutched the sheets, his toes curled and his ears pressed flat on his head from how intense the pleasure felt.
His sobs of pleasure caught in his throat, Declan's fingers tightening on the sides of his neck. His head started to fog over from the multiple sensations, his cock bobbing freely between them, precum dribbling nonstop from his pink slit.
Declan didn't slow down until his orgasm slammed into him like a ton of bricks, his head clearing a bit and he glanced down to see Faun shuddering beneath him, his eyes rolled back. Guilt instantly replaced the pleasure, his panic falling away when he leaned forward to cup Faun's face and his mate moaned, clenching around his still-hard dick.
Declan groaned but he didn't hesitate to pepper Faun's face with kisses, relieved that his mate was okay and that he hadn't marked him unconsciously in his rut-induced haze. He would have hated to not be self-aware for that.
Faun's dazed green eyes crossed slightly so that he could stare at Declan who was right in front of him, a dopey smile on his face. "Why did you stop?"
Declan could swear his heart constricted, Faun would never know what he did to him. They were already messy but it didn't matter because they were about to get even messier. He leaned forward to kiss Faun at that, the gesture gentle for the first time, refusing to pull out.
He didn't remember how he got to this point, he was just relieved that he hadn't hurt Faun. He flipped them around, leaning against the headboard with Faun sitting on his dick. "I wanted to give you a breather," He teased, pushing Faun's damp hair out of his face.
Faun was just glad to have Declan lucid again, as much as he liked how aggressive Declan had been, he didn't like the fact that he couldn't reach him. He braced himself against Declan's shoulders, lifting himself slightly and dropping back down, fucking a mewl out of himself.
"Fuck," Declan cursed under his breath, his voice a growl. Faun stared up at him through heavy-lidded eyes, slender body arched as he repeated the motion, legs trembling.