"Not in this form," Lucien said, sending a jolt of magic through his crest and onto Felix's, compelling the teenager's body to shift into his faun form. "And not in this ballroom," he said as he pulled the rest of the Nightmare's formal clothes off, laying them neatly on top of the pants in the chair beside them. He regarded the faun in his lap, bare-chested and erect. When Felix's horn protruded, it finally parted the messy locks on either side of it. "Come," he said as he stood up and, once again, hefted the boy over his shoulder. He carried him over to the estate's private woods, over to the meadow where he had first taught the younger man about a variety of plant life. The scholar set Felix down and began to undo his tie. "Do you remember what I've told you about mating in faun form?" he asked as he slowly dragged the tie loose.

The young Nightmare squirmed as he watched his tutor disrobe, having trouble focusing on anything else in his excited state of arousal. Felix's eyes fell to the still-covered bulge in his copper-haired tutor's pants.

"As a faun, the… the penis creates its own lubrication to ease insertion." Felix clutched the thick grass beneath him, his cock throbbing and slick with the lubricant he'd just spoken of. "The penis is also semi-equine, thicker and longer. In some, the erogenous zones are more sensitive, and orgasms can be more intense." The teen's eyes slid up the scholar's toned body. Lucien always said he believed in working the body as well as the mind. As a result, the tutor was muscled in all the right places. When Lucien paused in folding his recently removed shirt and looked at Felix expectantly, the brunet continued. "Um, it's considered the most romantic form. As a faun, the person's heart and mind are more gentle and docile, but their sexual appetites aren't decreased." Felix's heart began to pound as Lucien unfastened his pants. "Did I forget anything, sir?" The smaller Nightmare licked his lips.

"No, you did quite well," the older Nightmare said after putting aside the last remnants of his clothing. "Although, you have forgotten one thing," he said as he pressed Felix down on the grass with a hand to his chest and held himself above him. "In faun form, you can more easily stretch to accommodate any penetration without being injured," he added as he took hold of the teen's hybrid shaft and began to stroke it skillfully. He kissed the faun hard as his hands continued to work him mercilessly.

"Ahn," Felix gasped, his hips jerking. "S-sir, please..."

Lucien bit Felix's lower lip as he continued to exploit every sensitive area of the faun's shaft. He kissed and sucked on the side of the Nightmare's neck, working his way down until he could lick and suck on a pert nipple. The ruby-eyed man continued to stroke and pump him at different speeds, fearless, due to the secretions that leaked from the flesh. "Don't hold back," He instructed as his fingers dipped and swirled along the slightly flattened tip.

Felix shuddered and came, not even having the mental awareness to be embarrassed at how quickly and skillfully his tutor could bring him to orgasm. Soft whimpers and groans fell from his lips as he spilled generously across Lucien's hands and his own flat belly.

The older Nightmare had a half-smirk on his face as he pressed another kiss to Felix's lips. "Perfect," He practically purred as he scooped up the secretions, along with some of the semen, to use as a lubricant. He spread the mixture over Felix’s twitching entrance and began to stretch and diligently spread the young Nightmare open. Just as he had stated earlier, the skin and flesh gave way for the fingers fairly quickly. "Look at you," He rumbled. "Spreading so wide so fast for me." He commented as his fingers stroked along the faun's prostate. "Do you feel that, little one?"

"I haven't felt anything like..." Felix let out a groan and shivered as Lucien's fingers moved, making the green-eyed Nightmare's cock begin to harden again. "Is that my sweet spot?" The teen blushed.

The scholar pressed harder against the flesh. "That's right," he said. "And you will feel me pushing against it very soon," he said as he grabbed his suit jacket and laid it satin-side down on the ground next to Felix. He then rolled him over on top of it so that the young Nightmare was on his stomach. He reached for his tie and used it to carefully, but firmly tie Felix's arms behind his back. "Hold still," he said as he shifted into his faun form. His pelt was blue-gray below his hips, and his shaft, which was quite sizeable in human form, was ever larger in its hybrid form. His tail gave a flick as he allowed Felix to get a good look at him before he reached over to tug the teen's hips high in the air. "No matter what happens, do not allow your hips to slide down, understood?" he said.

"Y-yes, sir," Felix gasped as he held himself presented to his tutor.

As Felix surrendered himself, a strange euphoria clicked into place in his mind. Submitting to Lucien’s dominance felt right, as if this was what he’d been seeking every time he acted out. He wanted more—desperately.

Lucien did not hesitate to spread and squeeze a butt cheek as he rocked his way inside. When he was halfway in, he took hold of both hips and grinded his way down to the hilt. "Feel me," He growled. "No one else is to fill you up like this, only me."

"Only you can fill me," Felix agreed breathlessly as he fought to stay still, trying not to move on the thick rod splitting him wide.

Satisfied with his response, the older Nightmare began to thrust gently into his depths. For the first time, he would be as gentle as he could stand it. He quickly increased the pace and force until he had Felix mewling beneath him. He then shifted until his hands were pressed on either side of the teenager's head. "Brace yourself," was the only warning he had given before he began to shift into his equine form. His arms moved, then bent, until he was kneeling forward. His shaft grew twice in girth and a third in length as it stretched Felix to capacity. He gave a soft whinny but kept still until the young one adjusted to the size.

The smaller Nightmare sucked in a breath. If he hadn't been in his faun form, Lucien's shift could have hurt him. As it was, Felix felt a nice stretch. He felt so full. His head tipped back, and his mouth fell open, and his hands clenched in their bindings. It felt amazing. Felix's faun tail lashed from side to side as he held his body in the position his tutor had demanded.

When he felt that the faun was ready, the Nightmare began to make shallow thrusts into the surrounding heat. He then began to rut faster and deeper. "You take me in so well, little one." He encouraged as he kicked up the pace another notch.

The brown-furred Nightmare was unable to respond. He was far too busy trying to keep his ass up for Lucien to continue thrusting into him. He braced his hooves and rested his cheek on the jacket the scholar had laid on the grass under him. The teen whimpered and moaned as Lucien took him completely.

The equine shifted slightly, aiming right at the faun's prostate, each thrust dragging along the sensitive area mercilessly.

Felix wailed, his body rocking with every pounding thrust. His muscles burned with the effort of holding himself still. His cock was rigid and dripping. He wanted to touch himself, but couldn't with his hands tied. In a few more moments, though, it didn't matter. He was at the precipice.

"Lucien!" Felix cried out, his channel quivering around the Nightmare's thick shaft as the teen let himself fall over the edge into his second orgasm.

The Nightmare held still as he released a copious amount of cum into the faun below. He shifted into his own faun form and leaned down to press his horn to Felix's before grabbing hold of the younger Nightmare's right butt cheek, leaving his crest there. His gaze settled on the ruby red marking, the symbol for Pluto, and he felt a deep satisfaction. He then finally untied Felix's arms and allowed him a moment to adjust as he waited for the teenager to mark him.

Felix lay trembling on the ground, waiting for his lungs and heart to return to a regular functioning rate. A strange warmth radiated from where Lucien had marked him. The young Nightmare was trying to wrap his head around what had happened.

"What did you do?" Felix asked, peridot eyes wide.

Lucien couldn't help but chuckle at the teenager's confusion. "What do you think I did?" He teased. "I marked you, my young mate. Now, it's your turn to mark me."

"Are you sure?" All of Felix's built-up confidence drained away. "I thought you were just... I don't know. You want me forever?" The brunet faun clasped his shaking hands together.

The copper-haired Nightmare couldn't help but laugh once more. He tugged Felix into his arms and kissed him headily, his tongue raking over every surface of the teen's mouth.

"Forever, little one." A smirk formed on his face at the very thought. "Certainly not so little now...but, mine, just the same."

Felix blushed as he hesitantly raised his hand to the center of Lucien's broad chest. He closed his eyes and quickly pressed his palm to the warm skin. When he lifted it, a green, stylized image of a five-pointed flower, like a star, was left on Lucien.

"I... I did it." He looked up at the scholar with startled eyes.

Lucien lifted the teenager's hand to his lips to press a kiss against the palm. "Did you think that it would not appear, Felix?" He asked.

"Maybe?" The smaller Nightmare traced his fingers around the crest on his tutor's chest. "This is all so crazy... I feel like I'm dreaming." He sighed. "If it were a dream, I'd have a different crest to mark you with. I'm sorry you have to carry my ridiculous one." The teen looked down. "Stupid thing...Whoever heard of a Nightmare with a flower for a crest? Mom swears there's no unicorn blood in me, but I don't know." Felix peeked upward. "Sorry, rambling."

The tutor had a frown on his face. He held the green-eyed Nightmare's chin as his ruby red eyes gazed into them. "Time and time again, I've said that you should accept all that you are, crest and all. As for me, I will wear your crest with pride and the deepest honor." He vowed.

Felix's eyes slid to the side. "You and Uncle Alistair always say the same things. I swear that you and he practice lectures together when I'm not around."

"He too is a grand Nightmare. Worthy of the blood that courses through him, just as you will be, so long as I have anything to say about it." He insisted.

Felix threw his arms around the scholar's neck with a sigh.

"Are Mom, Dad, and Uncle Alistair going to kill you for mating me?" the younger Nightmare asked worriedly.

Lucien raised an eyebrow. "You were promised to me for years. I merely waited for you to come of age, little one." He confessed. He didn't reveal the fact that Felix's parents practically begged him to mate him in the hopes that the teenager would become more grounded with the help of a mature mate.

Felix sat up, suddenly bristling. "No one thought that just maybe, I should be consulted about that?"

"You were, Felix, I gave you a choice." Lucien pointed out as he pressed their horns together. "I asked if you would you give yourself to me and turn others away, and you said yes. From that moment on, you became mine."

"Yeah, but I thought..." The anger fizzled out of the teen, and he looked away. “I figured you were just playing with me, but being possessive until you were done. I didn't imagine you'd ever really want me." Felix fidgeted. "You always are saying I'm driving you mad or that I'm going to make you bald from tearing your hair out..."

"When have I ever played with you or lied to you?" The scholar insisted. "Of course you drive me mad. You drive me absolutely crazy." Lucien admitted as he kissed the young Nightmare hard. "Do you have any idea how difficult it was to remain professional and respectful for so long? I was going to ask you to be my mate after our dance lesson, but then I found you displaying yourself in such an uncouth manner in front of someone else..." He hissed, a touch of jealousy bleeding into his voice.

However, the kiss had knocked the wits right out of Felix's head.

"I..." Confusion swirled in his green-jeweled eyes. "What did I do? And you planned this?"

When Lucien realized Felix was thoroughly dazed, he let out a deep, rumbling laugh. "You were half-naked in front of Habacuc," he reminded gently. "After that, my plan was out the window."

"Oh…" Felix blushed, glancing away. "So, you were going to ask me in some romantic way?"

"That was the original plan," Lucien admitted, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Honestly, I think it’s better we did things the hard way. Neither of us would have kept our hands to ourselves for long. We’d have ended up consummating things in the ballroom and been caught before I could ask you properly." He stood and swept Felix up in his arms. "Come, my young mate. Join me in my room tonight. Tomorrow, we’ll decide which room to share."