Page 32 of Gladiator's Bite
“No, don’t stop,” he shook his head.
“Good, because I’m here to play, Selt. We both know the tension won’t go away until we finish what was started at the arena. We’re dragons, that tension has to go somewhere. Back on 2 maybe we’d have fought it out. Here, well, here in the purple districts we fuck it out, huh?”
“Yeah,” he nodded.
His limbs trembled and I ran my hands up and down his thighs.
“This isn’t your first time doing this, Selt. You know that any power I have is an illusion. The power all rests on your tongue waiting to spill out in the form of your safeword. Sure, we’re working out an issue, but we’re civilized. Hell, probably more civilized than we’d like to admit. So, you can relax for the next few hours and pretend you’re at my mercy and have no choice but to enjoy whatever I decide to do to you, and I can pretend I actually have that power. We can work out the little issue your jealousy and frustration alongside my irrational territorialness over my friend caused. Then we can work together because we both need to get the gateways up to find our mates. You up for it?”
“Please,” the word bubbled over his lips.
That’s what I loved about the purple district. You almost always found exactly what you were looking for here. I needed to carve a way for my mate to come onto the world and for Sunny to visit his parents. Selt needed to be a little less fucking alone in the world.
“That’s a good boy,” I growled and rubbed his thighs again. “You’re already making progress on that attitude problem of yours.”
“An attitude problem?” he asked, moving to sit up but the ropes held his hands above his head.
“And there it is,” I smirked. “You have one. A big one. Seems you have lots of big things and while those are usually delightful, especially on alphas built like you, the big attitude problems aren’t so sexy. You also have a vocabulary problem.”
“Are you calling me stupid to turn me on?” Selt blinked, bemused.
“No. You actually have a vocabulary problem,” I said, placing a palm on either side of the base of his dick but not touching it. “What did you call or at least start to call Laken?”
“A cock tease,” he said, swallowing hard.
“Good boy! You remembered! Part of what I’m going to do today is show you what a cock tease is. Call it a punishment. Call it a vocabulary lesson. Call it heaven or Frost’s Pit. Doesn’t matter because you’re gonna learn.”
He swallowed hard and I glanced around the room for the bag he brought in with him.
“Most people leave their personal items in their lockers. That leads me to guess that you brought toys. I’m of the mindset that most guys with an attitude problem learn the best while something is up their ass and I bet I’ll find something to put there if I check your bag.”
He bit his lip but didn’t protest as I crossed the room and opened his bag.
“Just what I thought,” I nodded. “Plugs, dildos, vibes. Even brought your own lube. Preference or necessity?”
“It’s alpha lube. More lube-y. More slippery. Hard to explain.”
“I’ve felt the difference,” I nodded. “Makes sense.”
I left everything in his bag for the moment once I knew what I was working with and walked back over to him. I ran my fingers through his hair. It was a beautiful blonde. I loved blondes. Then again, I also loved red heads and brunettes andpeople with rainbow. It was a texture thing for me. He leaned into my touch, savoring the draconic connection.
“If you can keep your attitude in check, we’ll talk about what’s going to go up your ass. Ideally, my dick. I know. We’ll save that for the end, though.”
Selt’s blush deepened, and I ran my hands over his cheeks.
“Do you like to go all in or work your way up?” I whispered in his ear.
“Work my way up,” he said, leaning his in toward my mouth.
We hadn’t discussed kissing, but the moment hadn’t stretched out long enough for that anyway. I’d never been an angry kisser and while my dick was hard and the spirit was willing, I was still a bit pissed off at Selt just like he was at me.
“Good boy. Keep using your words instead of your insults,” I said, patting him on the cheek and circling back down to the bottom of the altar to stand between his legs. I steepled my fingers on either side of the head of his dick. He had a nice dick. He was cut which wasn’t the most common for Starscales and he was thick without looking like he’d be too much to handle. Little black scales marked his shaft here and there as I dragged my steepled fingers down over him. His head tilted back. I knew it looked a bit ridiculous but after a one night stand used it on me the sensation haunted all my masturbation sessions. So, I added it to my toolbox.
Alphas weren’t self-lubricating bottoms like omegas were. So, along with the lube being really hard, needy, and ready helped the ascent of whatever was about to hand out thrills. Selt bucked his hips trying to steal away more sensations but his range of motion was limited by how wide his legs were spread open.
I paused playing with him to rest my forearms on his knees again. His eyes were needy and a bit ragefilled.
“What did you expect? I have you all tied up for our little vocabulary lesson, Selt. Cock tease. This is being a cock tease. Don’t worry. I’ll give you more examples soon.”