Cole's Point Of View
Tristan's licentious and lustful desires were a force to be reckoned with. His eyes were extremely luminous, and his pheromones were so thick I could hardly breathe. Ferdinand began to dry him off, but Tristan stopped him with a kiss.
"It's fine, isn't it...?" He murmured softly.
"Yes love. It's okay. I just don't want you to get sick, y'know?" Ferdinand said, smiling gently.
"You seem to be holding back a lot, Ferdinand. I'll have you know, that our bond betrays you." Tristan said with a small chuckle.
"I just don't want to hurt you, Tristan..." Ferdinand sighed.
"But it's because of that gentle kindness, that I can remain unafraid right now. At this point, I think we can all agree that you guys aren't cruel, vicious, or hateful men. Even if you do hurt me, I know it's not intentional. I'm not fragile... physically... I'll be fine." Tristan said, placing a shaky hand on Ferdinand's cheek.
Tristan's body shuddered, as Ferdinand's eyes began to glow brighter. He let out a soft moan, and smiled up at Ferdinand.
"See... I knew you had it in you..." Tristan giggled.
Ferdinand was wearing a pained expression on his face, because just like the rest of us, it was becoming increasingly harder to stay sane. Looking into Tristan's eyes was ridiculously unbearable. It felt as if they were compelling us to ravage his entire body, until he was completely satisfied.
He kept saying everything was okay, and that he would be fine. However, it was also possible that he was only saying that because of the desperate state his body was in.
"Do you want to use the pink syringe this time?" Bellamy asked.
"I don't mind... but I think if I become any more sexually aroused, I might become a bit... unhinged..." He sighed.
His eyes were pulsating furiously. If I was being honest, I wasn't sure I could handle it if he became even more lascivious. Currently, he was so sexually charming, that I was pretty sure he could order me to do anything, and I would wholeheartedly obey.
Unfortunately for me, everyone else became extremely concupisent, at the thought of seeing a libidinous Tristan in action. Their eyes became wholly enrapt in lustful ecstasy. To top it off, their pheromones began to flood the air, mingling and then overwhelming, Tristan's pheromones.
"Ahaha... there goes all your restraint, huh?" Tristan chuckled, breathlessly.
"To my knowledge... the last time you took that injection, you became ridiculously insatiable and completely incorrigible." Ferdinand murmured, as he laid down and put his face into the crook of Tristan's neck.
"This may be an unpopular opinion, but I'm against you using the injection..." I sighed.
Even though I knew it would happen, it didn't stop my nervous heart from pounding furiously in my chest. As soon as I voiced my opinion, Ferdinand, Sylvester, and Bellamy all gave me the most furious and scathing glares, I had ever seen them make in my life. I knew they would be upset with me, but I needed to voice my honest thoughts.
"Don't freakin glare at him you big meanies... Jeez!... It's fine Cole, I will hear you out. Why are you against the idea? What makes you so apposed to the idea?" Tristan said, beckoning me closer.
I inched toward him on my knees, and stopped right at his feet. I didn't notice it before, but he was subtly trembling.
"Well... because last time your pheromones were so strong I passed out too fast. I just... Don't want to pass out like that, this time." I replied.
"But last time he used the whol–"
"Okay... that's fair... then you can go first, then. I will use it afterwards, okay?" He said, cutting Bellamy off.
Something about the way he cut Bellamy off unnerved me, but he was willing to listen to my unreasonable request, so I couldn't help but smile.
"Okay... that would be preferable..." I sighed.
After I agreed, Tristan sat up on his knees and closed the distance between us in an instant.
"You got your stitches removed, and you healed up nicely. Does this mean you won't hold anything back this time?" Tristan asked with a seductive smirk.
I swallowed audibly, and nodded my head yes, slowly. He then seized my jaw in a strong grip, and began to kiss me deeply. His kiss was fierce and hungry. He let out a throaty groan into my mouth, as his tongue roamed over every inch of my mouth.
"Good. I want your everything. I will accept it happily." He said, as he broke away from the kiss.
"Ugh... I'm getting jealous..." Sylvester groaned.
Tristan turned towards him with a heady wanton look in his eyes. Then, he smirked seductively again, and beckoned Sylvester closer with his index finger.
"Don't be jealous. And don't pout, it's ridiculously adorable. You can have a kiss too. Cole... I want you inside me, now..." Tristan murmured, as he grabbed Sylvester by the jaw and began to kiss him as well.
I wasted no time, rising up onto my knees and entering him immediately. He needed no preparation, he was already extremely wet, and accepted me completely.
Once I was completely buried inside of him, I let out a deep groan. The soft, wet, and warm tightness was positively sublime. Tristan moaned deeply into Sylvester's mouth, and began to kiss him even more fiercely than before.
Tristan's hole tightened even more around me and I felt my sanity snap in an instant.
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Sylvester's Point Of View
Tristan's pheromones, and his fiercely passionate kiss, were all-consuming. I immediately became enraptured with his wanton and needy arousal. I slid my hand up and into his hair and gripped it firmly. He let out another heady moan, and I deepened the kiss.
As Cole began to thrust his hips with more force, I pulled Tristan back from our kiss by his hair. His eyes were pulsing, and glimmering with unrestrained desire, and his breathing was becoming erratic.
"Let me feed you, my Little Wanton Prince..." I groaned.
"Yes..." He replied, breathlessly.
He then began to kiss and nibble his way down my chest. He moaned continuously, as Cole slowed his thrusts, and then began to ram into Tristan, forcefully.
I situated myself in a sitting position, as Tristan reached my throbbing cock. He gazed up at me, as he began to slowly run his tongue down the length of my cock.
"Should I be jealous... at how much you keep... tightening around my cock... the more you stare at Sylvester... Tristan?" Cole asked, in between each of his forceful thrusts.
"Hngh... None of you... Ungh... should be jealous... of each other... AAHH!... I crave you all... Ngh... equally.... And I... Uhh... love you all... Mmm... equally..." Tristan replied, before taking me into his mouth completely.
The soft warm feeling of his mouth on me and his greedy eyes watching me, signaled my immediate defeat. He moaned and groaned around my cock more and more. The sounds he made as he enjoyed his fill, were insanely tantalizing.
"Mmm... you really do... taste so damn... good..." He groaned softly.
"Oho? Is that true, my Little Wanton Prince...?" I asked, teasingly.
His eyes were no longer pulsing, but a solid, vibrant green. There was so much lustful, carnal passion in his eyes, that I nearly ejaculated looking into them.
"Mmhmm... It's addicting... as hell..." He moaned softly.
Then, he smiled seductively, and swallowed my cock completely. I couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath, as he began running his teeth up the length of my cock, while simultaneously rolling his tongue around behind his teeth.
The feeling was pure ecstasy. The heady moans and his sensuality was damning. I gripped his head in both of my hands, and steadied him deep onto my cock.
"Try not to bite me..." I said with a wink, before thrusting into his mouth repeatedly.
Instead of biting me, he fully accepted everything, as he stuck his tongue out, giving me further access to his throat. Cole let out a mumbled curse, as he began to thrust faster into Tristan.
"Hngh... I'm going to cum... Tristan..." Cole groaned.
"Me too... swallow... everything..." I moaned, as I slammed my cock deep into his throat.
Tristan let out a deep moan, as I began to ejaculate into his throat. Cole thrust deeply into him one final time, as he also began to cum.
Once finished, I slowly removed my cock from his mouth. Then, Tristan began to slowly and sensually lick me clean. He then laid on his side and looked over at Bellamy and Ferdinand.
"Are you going to take it now?" Bellamy asked, with a lucrative grin.
Tristan raised his head and propped it up on his left hand and chuckled. Then, he glanced at Cole and smiled brightly.
"Only if my gentle Alpha agrees..." He replied.
"Sure... why not...?" Cole sighed.
Bellamy procured the syringe from the box, and gently inserted it into Tristan's right thigh. Tristan grabbed Bellamy's hand with the syringe still in it, and grinned.
"Let's finish this cycle with a bang." He said, before pushing the entirety of the syringe's contents inside of him.
"W-What did you do...?" Ferdinand asked, completely taken aback.
There was no reversing things now. Tristan laid back completely onto his back, and let out a deep and throaty moan. Then, his pheromones flared with so much force, I immediately became dizzy. It felt like I had suddenly become drunk on them.
'Haaah... Our mate is truly... incorrigible...'