Culgan: *He sighed silently, glancing around in the meeting room. Most of the people who had been present were leaving. The strategy meeting had lasted almost three hours now, so a half an hour break was welcome. //Very welcome to some of us, eh...// He smiled to himself when looking at the red-haired man who was sitting next to him. //I know you hate this kind of meetings. But what can you do...// He leaned closer to the younger man and tapped his shoulder gently.* Seed? Wake up. Time for a break. The meeting will continue in half an hour... I'm going to my apartment to get some papers. Want to join? You look like you could use some fresh air... *He smiled calmly and started gathering his notes from the table. Strategy meetings never were very enjoyable, but at least he was calm and could easily spend hours talking about tactics. //And nowadays I have to use half of my time watching that you don't fall asleep, my dear...// *

Seed: "Hmmm?" *He blinked a few times, meaningless background noise coming together to remind him of where he was. It made as little sense as before, but at least it gave him an idea of how he should behave.* "Umm...yeah. And I wasn't sleeping." *He sneaked a mischievous grin at his older companion, wine-red eyes flashing playfully.* "I was meditating...on you..." He wanted to lean over and kiss his lover's cheek, and although he gave no care for the opinions of others, he did care about his rank. //Damnit// On top of everything, he felt incredibly lazy today, and wanted to do no more than sit and stare at the walls. //break...then another three hours...or four...or...// Groaning, he stood up and stretched, making a move as if to relax against his lover. His proximity to Culgan would've been objected to had Culgan been anyone else, but he had gotten more and more brazen as of late, though he doubted more than a few persons suspected anything.* "Of course I'll join you...thirty minutes away from this is like being granted a stay of execution." *Pulling away reluctantly, he waited for Culgan to lead the way. Since his lover walked briskly, he had approximately 5 minutes to come up with a plan to avoid the remainder of the meeting. Unfortunately, he was worn out from the boredom of just sitting and listening, so for once, his mind didn't immediately wander towards sex. //What to do, what to do...blargh...//*

Culgan: *He took the rest of his papers and then exited the room, followed by the redhead. Half an hour wasn't that much, but at least they had the chance to get some exercise. //Bet you're bored to death, my dear. And the rest of the meeting will probably be quite boring, too... I'll make it up for you tonight...// He smiled to that thought, planning briefly how they could spend the evening. //Well, duty comes first.// He greeted a few other officers at the corridor, then quickly continued. His apartment wasn't too far away from the castle, so it would only take them a few minutes to get there after they left the castle area. All he really wanted was to get some notes he'd forgotten to take with him earlier, but the chance to relax sounded pretty nice at the moment. He glanced at Seed who was following few steps behind him.* Well, I have some food there, if you're hungry. I need to find my papers, so do whatever you want. You know where the bedroom is, if you want to rest for a moment... *He smiled a bit at that note. He led the way to some buildings near the castle, then stopped by the front door of his apartment and opened it.* Make yourself comfortable... *He didn't stop to see what the younger man would do, but went straight to his study to look for the missing notes.*

Seed: //Comfortable...huh...// The place was like a shrine, and he doubted he'd find a speck of dust within it. Leave it to him to muss it all up. //What to do, what to do...// Agonizing as it was, he had no clue on how to distract Culgan, beyond the usual tactics. //Eight hour tactical meetings! What the hell!// His mind was spilling every random thought it could at him, screwing up his focus and making it all the more difficult to come up with a plan. //I didn't get promoted for my brain!// Staring down at his slim sword, he wished he could show them exactly *what* he was good at doing...running a blade through someone in .002 seconds flat. //Hmmm...I'm tired too...damnit all...General Jhee...what a windbag...// The couch beckoned him and he tumbled upon it, closing his eyes briefly. //Tie him up? Nah...well...dunno...// Eyes slitting into a contemplative feline gaze, he noted the bleached-white scarf about Culgan's neck. //What is the purpose of that thing? Hmmm...// Smiling conspiratorially to no one, he moved out of his sitting position with an assassin's grace, gliding into the bedroom without a sound. After a small consideration, he carefully positioned himself between the wall and the half-way open door to the bedroom.*

Culgan: *After browsing quickly through a few piles of paper on his desk, he stopped to think for a while. He wanted to find the notes, but they still had time. //Ah well, I know those papers are here on the desk...// He continued looking, frowning to the unorganized desk. Due to being in a hurry earlier when taking some papers with him, his usually well organized desk looked a bit messy at the moment. //Ah. Here we go...// He smiled to himself, picking up a few sheets of paper. He glanced through the text quickly, then took his newer notes from the meeting and added the old notes there. //Good. That's done now...// He left the room and went to the small kitchen to get a glass of water. Then he stopped in the living room and glanced around. //Hmm?// The room was empty. He shrugged, guessing that the redhead had gone to the bedroom.* Seed? *He walked to the bedroom door and peeked in.* Seed? Are you there? *He didn't get a reply, so he just shook his head and returned to the study to get the papers. //Wonder if you've fallen asleep...// In that case, he'd have to go wake the younger man now before they'd have to leave. //Alright then...// He sighed and entered the bedroom.*

Seed: *He tensed briefly when Culgan first entered the room, poised to leap the second he saw the silver-white hair come into view. He almost hissed in anger when Culgan exited the bedroom, but upon his return, he was even more determined to have his way this time, duty be damned. He focused a laser-thin line of hatred at the papers in Culgan's hand, before he sprang forwards and onto his lover. Though Culgan outweighed him by a decent amount, he was as lithe as a jungle cat...and as difficult to get ahold of. He owed his success more to his lover's surprise than anything, but he also gave credit to the unusual amount of ferocity in his actions. He struggled with Culgan, who seemed more confused than anything, fairly dragging the man across the bed and throwing himself on top of the other man. Without allowing his lover to get a word in, or do anything that might compromise his ability to proceed with his plans, he began kissing, frisking, groping, and fondling Culgan everywhere he could. Rubbing his entire body against his lover's, and hoping it caused enough of a sensation to deter Culgan's anger, he rapidly removed the white scarf and began kissing and nipping at the exposed neck.*

Culgan: *Totally surprised and confused, all he could do was just let the redhead drag him to the bed and start touching him. It took him long enough to recover from the surprise. Then, he shook his head and grabbed the younger man's wrists.* Seed. What are you doing? *He glanced at his notes; they were lying all around the floor now, totally out of order. //Damn...// He glared at the redhead angrily.* Enough. We have to get back to that meeting in a few minutes, and we definitely don't have time for this! *Sighing, he let go of his lover's hands, trying to get up. His resistance didn't seem to bother the other man, who just continued.* That's it... enough. Stop it, Seed! *He wanted to slap the redhead, but that could've left a mark, and they still had to go back to the strategy meeting. So instead, he settled for trying to push the younger man off him. That proved to be a difficult task, since Seed was obviously quite determined to keep him down.* Damn it, Seed. Get off me. Now.

Seed: *He had expected Culgan's rage, but it was the confusion he was counting on. He actually had to bite down on his tongue in order to resist his lover's insistent commands; he was surprised at his body's stubborn, almost instinctual attempts to betray his plans. Fumbling with the white scarf, he looped it around one of the bed posts and grabbed his lover's wrists, knowing that if he moved just a tad too slow, there was no way he'd get away with this.* "Gotcha!" *Grinning with a perverse delight that was threaded with a fear he'd never experienced before, he quickly enforced the ties with his uniform belt, tightening the "knot" as far as he could without causing his lover too much pain. //Ah...I'm a dead man...// The knowledge of this not-to-distant fate had an effect similar to pouring cold water on a hot griddle; he fairly bounced on top of Culgan in morbid glee.* "Mine!" *He moved in with the precision of a hawk, running his hands over his lover's very angry face, down the heaving chest, and directly onto the groin. //Let's see how controlled you are, lover...you are mine tonight...// Now that the plan had proceeded much further than intended, he really had no other option than to pursue the path available to him now. If he could do it or not...that was the question...*

Culgan: *Glaring angrily at his lover, he tried to struggle a bit, soon finding the bind that held his hands too tight. He cursed himself for letting Seed surprise him like this. And from the younger man's actions, it wasn't too hard to guess that Seed had no intention of going back to the strategy meeting. //Damn you, Seed. I'll have to...// He sighed, shaking his head.* Enough games, Seed. Let me go. We have to get back to the meeting. If you don't want to come, fine. But I'm going. *He noticed that his voice didn't sound too convincing anymore. They would soon be late from the meeting, but it was clear that Seed wasn't going, and wasn't planning on letting him go either. And now all he could do was lie here and curse his own incautiousness. //Should've guessed something... And now...// He frowned, still glaring at the younger man angrily. He was the stronger partner in their relationship, so he still hoped to be able to talk himself out of this.* Now listen to me. I need to get back to that meeting. Let me go, or you'll regret it... *He looked straight at his lover's wine-red eyes, realizing he'd have to try calming down. After all, if he couldn't get himself to calm soon, his body would betray him.*

Seed: *Seeing Culgan defenseless and exposed was enough to make him wonder why he hadn't done this before. The man made a damn fine exhibit, and his efforts to free himself just made the overall picture all the more tantalizing. From Culgan's words, he understood that the situation was more than upsetting to his lover, it was quite possibly intimidating. Had Culgan had his wits about him, the last thing he'd have done was threaten him in any manner whatsoever. It excited him to know he was in danger, a feeling so intense it sometimes made him sick. //What are you doing, idiot?// Pushing aside his doubts, and still giggly from nervous tension, he ignored his lover's rage and buried his face in the warm stomach.* "Mmmmm..." *After a brief moment, he straightened and straddled Culgan, beginning to work on the jacket and underlying clothes with deadly speed.* "You wear all this to piss me off, don't you?" *More or less talking to himself, he quickly exposed his lover's chest and moved down to the pants.* "It's about time I had my way, don't you think?" *He winked at Culgan then, an unpleasant blood-red hue coloring his normally wine-brown eyes.*

Culgan: *He frowned, unable to keep the angry expression off his face. //What are you planning now?// It wasn't too hard to guess, really. It was obvious that besides missing the meeting, Seed had something else in his mind too. //And you think I don't know what you have in mind most of the time... Gah.// He took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down completely. But with the redhead touching him like this, it proved to be a difficult task. //Damn it.// He relaxed, closing his eyes for a moment. Then he looked at the younger man.* Your way? Couldn't you just ask sometime... That sometime being when we're not supposed to be in a strategy meeting! *Cold fire flashed in his icy-blue eyes as he glared at the other man. //Calm down... He wants you to get upset.// He sighed, cursing the redhead to the lowest pits of hell in his mind. It was never hard to him to keep his calmness in bed, but now... He shook his head in denial, not wanting to react to his lover's touch right now. Unfortunately, his body didn't seem to agree. //Damn you, Seed...// *

Seed: *He remained intent on stripping Culgan of his pants, pausing to be sure the older man didn't try to kick him as he shifted his weight. He refused to stop and think; he never had much success in staying the course when he did so, especially when his opposition was Culgan. The silver-haired demon-colonel unraveled him too easily for him to trust himself, and so, without delay, he squirreled between his lover's legs and went to work on the exposed member. To his benefit and surprise, it wasn't completely lax, meaning his efforts really were unnerving the older man. Grinning, he suckled and lapped at the semi-firm flesh, taking absolute care not to use his teeth. He wasn't exactly skilled at this, since Culgan didn't care much for being on the receiving end, but he wasn't bad either. His rabid determination made up for lack of training, but his lover was the very totem of willpower. //A challenge then...how fun...// He had an idea of what he wanted to do, overlaid with another idea of what he'd *rather* do. To rid himself of the darkness in his mind, he occupied himself by caressing the insides of his lover's thighs and belly, enjoying the fact that for all of Culgan's advantages over him, his lover's skin was just as soft as his own.*

Culgan: *He was quite busy thinking about a way to get out of this and cursing his lack of self-control, so the sudden warmness around his member surprised him. //What the...!// He was prepared to it, as he could guess what the redhead was planning, but this was too soon. //No, it's not... Now you're forgetting that he doesn't have your patience.// He closed his eyes, unable to prevent a soft sigh escaping his lips. //You're good... I'd guess you haven't practiced, but probably been paying more attention to what I do...// He gathered his thoughts again, while trying to struggle against the bindings a bit. It was no use; his hands were securely tied. //No escape, then.// Now his worst enemy was his own body, since he couldn't claim that Seed's caresses weren't working.* Seed... now listen to me. That strategy meeting is important. *He knew that the redhead was ignoring everything he said, and that he wasn't going to the meeting anyway now. But his pride forced him to at least try. //I'm not like you... I can keep the control when being touched like this.// Part of him wanted to give up and let the younger man do whatever he pleased, but his mind was strongly against it. He sighed, then tried to look as serious as he could and smiled coldly.* Are you planning on raping me or what?

Seed: *The comment disturbed his concentration, since it was exactly what he'd been thinking. He denied it, of course, but that didn't change the fact that it was true. He released Culgan's member slowly, straightening up so that he could look down at his bound lover. Suddenly, his temper flared outwards like a whip, and he screamed in Culgan's angry face.* "All you care about is your thrice-damned rank...and...and...these papers!" *Springing from the bed and onto the floor, he attacked the scattered sheets, shredding them as he proceeded. That done, he returned to his previous position, bouncing upon the mattress once again. //Is that what you plan on doing?// Eyes narrowing dangerously, he was still upset to find himself entranced by Culgan's immobility, and his own glee at the situation. //Get a grip, damnit! He's not weak! Do you expect your own lover to be on alert around you?// Without thinking, he slowly began tracing slender fingers up and down his lover's legs, enjoying the feel. No tension, no struggling, no nothing...just that furious face, and calm control, even if Culgan's body disagreed with his mind. //Culgan...// Heartbeat slowing, he allowed a self-directed murderous calm to envelope his mind. He repeated his lover's name to himself over and over until a very gentle purring sound escaped his lips.* "Culgan...no...but I'm still not letting you go..." *Reverting to a posture as submissive in appearance as he suddenly felt, he considered the options open to him now.*

Culgan: *He was used to Seed's quickly changing moods, so this was nothing new. He sighed, feeling suddenly somehow guilty. By now, he had managed to calm himself down. Seeing his precious notes in pieces did anger him a bit, but those were just notes and could be replaced. And he cared about the redhead more.* Alright. What do you want, then? I can see that neither of us is going to the meeting anymore, so what is it? Don't say that you expect me to lie here while you... I'm not like that. *He would've wanted to wrap his arms around the younger man now, but that wasn't possible. So he settled for a calm smile.* If you want to do such things, you'll have to ask very nicely. Otherwise I'll put up a good fight. And I don't think you really want me like that... *Talking was something he was good at. And he knew his power over the younger man, so now that he was calm again, this could really work. //Question is, am I interested in going to that meeting anymore, even if you would let me go...// Being tied up suddenly didn't feel so annoying at all, as long as Seed was close to him.* So. What will you do?

Seed: *The soothing chant of Culgan's voice was working; his calmness became more natural as his lover continued caressing him with words. The fight against his rage had inexplicably exhausted him; then again, he had never directed it at Culgan like this. //Not him...never him...// Still tracing long, kitten-soft strokes against his lover's skin, he waited until his breathing slowed, a feeling of contentment falling over him like a warm blanket. Warm wine-brown eyes filled with a terrible love, obsessive and passionate at the same time. He inched down a bit, the leaned forward and returned to kissing his lover's thighs. Without any attempt to frustrate his calm companion, he continued the gentle assault, alternating his kisses by nuzzling his face into that same area. His hands were everywhere, and though it was true that Culgan didn't react to those touches like he did, he was certain his lover enjoyed it. A secret smile curved his lips, and he slid his still-clothed body up Culgan's partially naked one, fitting against him as if designed to do so. His fingers still worked their magic, and his lover's exposed neck suddenly appeared to be the most delightful place in the world. Nipping and licking and tickling at the skin there, he wondered if the scarf might have been used to hide such marks as the one he was sure to leave. He suddenly knew what he was going to do, and flushed with the thought of it.*

Culgan: *Closing his eyes again, he relaxed against the pillows. The younger man hadn't answered his question, but right now, he didn't much care for an answer. //And I know what you will do... Well. This surely beats that strategy meeting, anyway.// Seed was still clothed, and that made the situation a bit odd. He was usually the one to undress his lover and then later himself, but this time, the parts were reversed. //Quite interesting, actually.// He smiled to himself, enjoying the redhead's soft touches on his skin. //And you doing that sure gives me one good reason to wear that scarf...// He breathed slowly, quite capable of keeping himself calm now. //You would've started complaining about me being too slow by now...// He grinned to that thought, then opened his eyes and looked at the younger man.* Are you just going to continue that for the rest of the day or what? *He smiled a bit seductively to the redhead, knowing that Seed could never resist that smile. //Of course you can't... this smile is only for you, my love...// *

Seed: *As usual, his body temperature soared and his stomach plummeted about 100 feet. His lover may not be able to act the submissive, but he sure could look it sometimes. Entranced, he pulled away, content to stare at his lover's face and form for some time. He hadn't trusted his voice to speak for him since the anger retreated, so he let his hands do the talking. Although he'd thought about it, he'd never undressed himself in front of Culgan unless prodded or told to. It made him feel shy when he wanted to feel erotic. He smiled, grateful to whatever gods there be, that Culgan possessed an almost supernatural patience with him. The uniform came off easily enough, being that it was already unbelted, but removing his pants proved to be a struggle. It wasn't hard, but it wasn't that sexy either. //Damn...I need to hang around more women...// He shook himself like a cat and resumed his position, settling suggestively near Culgan's groin. He gave up on playing with himself since he doubted he could do it without giggling, much preferring to touch his lover's body instead. //Well...he likes to look at me, so...// Reaching inside the other's coat and pulling out the nondescript oil bottle, he placed a small amount of it in his hands. It was warm, and he rubbed it onto his lover's member slowly. //And now...blargh...// Coming off of his knees, he proceeded to apply it to his own body, taking care not to bump against his own member, which wanted very desperately to be touched.* "Hah...feels...funny..." *His first words and he blushed again, watching Culgan closely, unsure about the feel of his own fingers inserting themselves inside his body.*

Culgan: *Raising an eyebrow, he smiled when watching the redhead removing the clothes. Even the thought of Seed undressing in front of him amused him, and watching the younger man was quite interesting. //Ah... such a beautiful body.// His eyes studied every inch of the redhead's skin, and he pulled the bindings a bit, right now wishing that his hands weren't tied so he could have touched his lover. He almost laughed when watching Seed work with the small bottle, then smiled, feeling quite pleased as the redhead added some oil to his member. //Mmmh... your touch is so soft...// Then he couldn't keep himself from laughing a bit.* Feels funny? You never complain about that when I do it... *He smiled, giving his lover a curious look.* I hope you know what you're doing, since I can't help much this time. I'd love to, but... *He changed position a little, hoping to be able to help Seed at least a bit. //But... ah, so I get to watch you when we... Hmmmh... // *

Seed: *The curious feeling continued, and when he felt like he'd used enough of the oil, he returned it to its necessary place. Culgan seemed quite pleased with him, and he half-smiled in return, pondering briefly over his next actions. It really wasn't too hard to come to a decision, and this time, he'd have to do all the work. Seeing his lover push at the bindings would have made him snicker, had he not been so intent on getting everything right. His own excitement at Culgan's predicament was still present, and it increased his ardor considerably. Even though he'd never accepted it before, he could, if the situation allowed it, be the aggressor with his more experienced partner. Smiling brightly now, he gave a sly wink and moved towards his target, taking his lover's member in one oiled hand. If he'd felt strange before, then this was downright weird. The sexy image he was trying to create wavered again, and he wiggled about for some time, trying to properly situate himself upon the desired object. When he finally achieved success, he rested for a moment, allowing both of them to accommodate, and knowing that his fussing with Culgan's member had probably caused the man some minor suffering. //Hah...// "Mmmm...feels nice, don't you agree?"// Playful again, he began experimenting on how he should resume their lovemaking.*

Culgan: Nice? *He gave the redhead a warm smile, breathing slowly as he got used to the feeling of the tightness around his member.* I never call it nice... I call it heavenly. Because that's what it is, my love... *They seldom made love in this position, and this was the first time he'd ever been tied up. He tried to pull the bindings again a bit, wishing so much to caress the redhead's body. //Well... Guess I'll just have to submit this time. Ah, how I'd want to touch you right now...// Trying to relax a bit more, he did his best to ignore the fact that his hands were tied and concentrated more on trying to help the younger man. //Like there's much I can do... just lie here and let you have your fun.// He kept a half-smile on his face, studying Seed's bare form for a while again. The redhead never ceased to please his eyes.* So beautiful you are, dear. I could watch you all day... *He closed his eyes for a moment, just wanting to feel their lovemaking. He did enjoy it more when being the one in control, but he couldn't exactly deny enjoying this. //Just wonder how long you can keep that up. Knowing you, you'll get too excited... what will you do then?// *

Seed: *He noticed that Culgan was talking more than usual, and he damn well knew how much the older man wanted to be untied. Licking his lips seductively, he soon found a rhythm and moved with it, the position requiring a control he rarely had to give. His lover's member seemed to locate his prostate without being directed to do so, and he gasped in a breath as the feeling rocked him. Although he didn't yet require his hands to assist him, he was sure the time would come when he could no longer rely completely on the strength in his legs. For now, however, he used his hands to tease at Culgan's chest, drawing circles upon the firm belly, delighted in the response he received. Many of his own pleasure areas were the same on his lover, sans the fact that Culgan was not ticklish. Suddenly interested in his lover's mouth, he ran slender fingers up to the strong jaw and over the wonderful lips. He inserted a few into the warm mouth and then removed them after they'd been licked at briefly. The fingers found his lover's nipples and he used that moisture to tease the hard buds. He would've squealed with delight at this development if he weren't already approaching release. //Damnit...// He needed to use his arms now, his downward thrusts increasing in speed, much like his intensity and focus. Breathing erratically, he desperately wanted to touch his own body. //Ah screw it// Heaving forward, but still trying to keep the motion, he drew upon all his willpower to successfully release the belt and scarf securing his lover's arms. The concentration this task demanded tripled in difficulty and he could barely see what he was doing, now that all his hair had fallen across his eyes. //C'mon you bitch..there!// *

Culgan: *Seed's caresses pleased him greatly, and he wondered if he should let the redhead do this more often. //Maybe... but we'll have to be careful, because you lose control way too easily...// He shook his head, grinning a bit when the younger man started moving faster. And then Seed was suddenly working with the belt that was holding his hands. //Ah, had enough? Hmmm... finally...// At the very second the bind was gone, he quickly drew off his coat and shirt, throwing them on the floor. Then slipped his arms around the redhead's waist and drew him closer, changing his position enough to be able to kiss his lover. //How I missed this...// He ran one hand up on the younger man's back, stopping it to play with the red hair. //Did you know you almost made me insane with keeping me tied up like that...// He broke the kiss, looking at the wine-red eyes.* Do you realize how much I missed touching you, my love? *Without giving the redhead time to answer, he pulled him off and pressed him down on the bed.*

Seed: *Culgan's rapid movements fairly drove him mad. He shifted to keep his balance, before his lover pulled him forward for a very deep kiss.* "Aah..." *He moaned against the warm lips in frustration, completely devoid of Culgan's member; the need to untie his lover had been too great, and this damnable kiss stole what little of Culgan he'd been able to keep inside of himself. He shivered at the emptiness, his lover's hands upon him making him even hungrier for its return. He didn't have to be asked when Culgan took hold of him and flipped him down onto the bed, legs separating with little argument. Tired from the previous exertion, he still had enough energy to hiss into Culgan's face.* "If you don't stick that thing in me right now, I will personally have Luca Blight tie you down and assist me in fucking you..." *Low speech returning in his frustration, he swore a bit more, clamping one long leg around Culgan's.*

Culgan: As you wish, my love... Is there a thing I could deny from you? *He kissed the redhead shortly, then carefully thrust in. //Impatient as usual, aren't you, my dear...// Now he was in control, so he stopped for a second, to quickly plan what to do. It was just his style; he never did anything without thinking first. Few seconds were enough, as he didn't actually have to think much what to do. //And you'd be just as satisfied if I'd just not think and... No, I think you'd like it more if I did that. Heheh...// After everything, he was still as calm as ever. And with his arms free, he could've just pushed the redhead away and left. //But I don't think I'd ever really want to do that... Besides, you would've killed me.// He captured his lover's lips for another passionate kiss, moving slowly and steadily. He knew that Seed hated that calmness. //And I could also make you beg me to... But I guess I'm not that evil.// And after all the younger man had done, he could easily tell how close to release the redhead was.*

Seed: *His lover's re-entry was smooth and fast, and he clamped about Culgan's member deliciously. He was indeed close, the stimulation of being manipulated, filled, released, entered again... //Ah...stop stop...calm...// He was walking the edge just by thinking about it, and after having been neglected for so long, his own member glorified at the friction created by Culgan's lovemaking. The older man's face told him he was contemplating something, but he did not want to know what it was. He understood very well that Culgan could've left him rotting here, since it was about the only thing he could be effectively punished with. Then again, maybe he *was* being punished; Culgan, as usual, moved in and out of his body in long, powerful strokes that seemed incredibly slow. Slower than usual, that is. He tried to express his displeasure when at the same time he felt his body jerk towards the uncontrollable orgasm. The intensity of it turned his unhappiness into extremely loud and convulsive cries of satisfaction, something he very rarely voiced. It was almost as if his subconscious knew he couldn't be heard here, and decided upon expressing his pleasure without his consent. After what seemed like hours, he fell back to the sheets and sighed in satisfaction, still feeling his lover within him.*

Culgan: Ah... Had enough? *He whispered to his lover, knowing very well that Seed hadn't had enough yet. //Heh, you never get enough... That's one. I can make you do that again for a few times...// He grinned to himself, enjoying those evil little plans. His lover didn't always cry out, and that just made him more determined. He was indeed punishing Seed, and the one of the greatest ways to punish the redhead was this. //Not that you wouldn't enjoy it, of course.// He knew that his lover suffered a bit from the ability to release several times, since it took a lot of strength. //And after this, you'll fall asleep like a cute little kitten...// Now that he was free to do as he wished, he moved his hands on the redhead's body slowly, caressing every inch. //All mine...// He continued thrusting slowly, enjoying the warmness of his lover's body. Another passionate kiss; then he moved lower, caressing the slender neck with his lips. //Next time, I'll have to tie you up... Maybe you'd leave my shoulders alone then.// *

Seed: "Huh uh...you're going to make me lose my hair before I'm 30..." Sprawled beneath his insistent companion, he made no effort to move along his lover's motions. As uncomfortable as it was for the time being, he allowed the older man to rock him against the bed for his own pleasure. His hair was terribly mussed, and he wondered if anyone noticed that it seemed more worn in the back. //Damn...it's all going to fall out soon...I should really calm down for sex...// He considered humming a tune that would at least amuse his patient lover, but instead settled for playing with Culgan's soft silver hair. As the burning pleasure/pain returned, his enjoyment of the act resumed. It seemed that his vocal chords insisted upon working themselves ragged today, and he decided that the trouble to biting his tongue was not worth the effort of keeping his satisfaction in. The previously soothing kisses and caresses from his lover turned torturous, and he finally began working with Culgan's thrusts instead of simply receiving them. //Ahh...skilled bastard...// Slitting his eyes shut, he whimpered and mewed as he neared release, digging his nails into Culgan's shoulder. He hoped it was as painful as this, since he bit his nails into ragged, sharp edges. Then he simply thought of nothing, clinging to Culgan as the orgasm wracked his slender frame, unable to even fall back onto the sheets when it was over.*

Culgan: *He stopped moving completely as the redhead released the second time. He pressed the younger man down on the bed, smiling. //My little kitten...// His shoulders hurt a bit, but he didn't care. After all, it seemed to be a part of their lovemaking. He kissed Seed quickly, then just stroked the red hair gently. //Ah, I'm not finished yet, but I could stop now... but what would you do then?// * Tired? I guess I could just leave you rest here and go to that strategy meeting... *He smiled evilly, leaning closer to kiss the redhead again.* But... I could also stay here and make you pay for what you did earlier... And guess I'll just do that. *He returned to kissing his lover's soft skin, acting very calmly and slowly now. It was almost painful, but the pleasure was greater. //And you're really going to hate me for this, aren't you, my dear?// He thrust in a couple of times, doing everything so carefully. Seed would surely enjoy it all, and he knew exactly how to torture the redhead with pleasure.*

Seed: *Eyes squeezing shut from the pain of continual stimulation, he heard Culgan's words and knew his lover would make good with them. Three times was max for him, and if the second time was hard, the third one was a nightmare. He could do it, but rarely with comfort and ease. //Punishment indeed you son of a bitch pimp lord// The whole scenario seemed akin to an act of rape, for he most certainly preferred to fall asleep at that moment. Then again, it took very little time for him to warp his perceptions and feebly grasp upon the twisted joy he found in Culgan's torture of him. //You want it...he wouldn't do it if you didn't and you know that// And, as usual, he regretted being multi-orgasmic, until he forgot 20 minutes later and the whole cycle started over again. After the whipping incident, he doubted he'd take an issue with anything Culgan did.* "D...damn you...it hurts..." *Multiple or not, he wasn't designed for such abuse, and only the knowledge of his powerlessness kept his body from recoiling in pain. //Why don't you beat on him and tell him to stop? You know he will...// Instead, he clawed at his lover's back, cursing and crying out in steady intervals, riding the furious momentum of his desire and pain like a wildcat.*

Culgan: Hurts? *He ceased moving again, turning to look at his lover's eyes, pretending to be worried. //Yes, of course it hurts... But not like that... heh.// It didn't hurt and he knew it, but he still would've stopped if it did. After all the times they'd been together, he knew his limits, and one was the fact that he couldn't hurt Seed even if he wanted, because it made him feel too guilty.* If it hurts, I'll stop... *Now, he couldn't help but grinning as Seed clawed his back so hard it made him bleed. But it wouldn't have been too hard for him to stop; it was just a matter of calming down. He knew he could do it, but also knew that the redhead would've shred him to pieces if he did. //I would stop if you wanted, dear, but I know you better.// He smiled to himself, listening to his lover's soft cries. He continued caressing the younger man, still slower than usual. //But I'd guess you deserve this now...// Slowly, he slipped his hand between them and started fondling his lover's member gently.*

Seed: *He squealed at Culgan's touch, arching from the bed and into his lover's hand as much as he was able to. He often relied on imagery to keep his sexual appetite going; however, after experiencing two orgasms in so close a time, he needed additional motivation. It didn't take long for the third release to approach, scent of blood trailing behind as it progressed in its lumbering but unavoidable way. Culgan had never tried to pressure him into a fourth time, even after he'd rested for a bit. By then, he just might slap the perverted sob, since unlike a woman, he paid dearly for this ability.* "Ah...a...C...Cu...ple..." *Unable to do more than stutter, he let his emotions voice themselves as they did earlier, nonsense begging threaded with very explicit sexual demands. It seemed a wonder that no one heard them; he could swear the bed was moving in thunderous waves and he sounded like a damned banshee. When the orgasm finally hit him, he bit into his lover's shoulder cruelly, unable to stop himself, shaking with the lumbering and thinking of how unlike death this feeling was.*

Culgan: *He smiled calmly when feeling the redhead's third release, then, as he usually did, closed his eyes and gave up the control for a moment. He could control his own release quite well, and it was easy to wait until his lover had had enough. //Hmmm... good. Now...// Gently, he pulled off, then pressed the redhead down on the sheets.* Seed... my shoulder is bleeding. Did you really have to... Ah. Of course you did. *He shook his head a bit, stroking the younger man's hair gently. //Wonder if I could make you do that a forth time sometime... No, that would kill you. And I'm not sure if I can wait that long...// He leaned closer to kiss the redhead gently, then lay down next to him. //I'll have to clean us a bit. Later maybe... Hmm. I could still go to that meeting, but then I'd miss the joy of watching you when you sleep, my love...// * Sleep now... I know you're tired, dear...

Seed: *He snickered, already slipping into a semi-coma of exhaustion.* "Tired? Heh..." *Rolling over to snuggle against his lover, he found he didn't even have the strength to keep his eyes open.* "We should play hooky more often..." *Tapering off, he purred a sound of lazy contentment, his mind insisting that he sleep before his body realized how much abuse had been heaped upon it. He'd pay for it tomorrow; that much was certain and acceptable to him. In all honestly, it wasn't like they had sex all the time. He certainly couldn't, for risk of physical damage; overeagerness had a high price sometimes. //I need to take it easy...may...be...// Then, soft irregular breathing tapered into a steady rhythm, and he feel asleep before he could even try to resist it.*

Culgan: Just sleep, my love... *He waited until he was sure that the younger man was sleeping, then got up and went to get some water for cleaning. He cleaned his sleeping lover carefully, not wanting to wake him. //You look so beautiful and calm when sleeping... heh, it's the only time when you do look calm, anyway.// He smiled to himself and lay back down next to Seed, wrapping his arms around the sleeping redhead.* Really, my love... we can't start doing this very often... *He whispered, knowing that the younger man wasn't listening. //You'd disagree anyway, so...// He sighed, feeling a bit tired too. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.*