Mature Content Warning

The luxurious building was mainly empty since everyone would be in the ballroom until dawn. The room was up a set of stairs to the second floor towards the end of the hallway designated for VIPS. Large double doors with gold-painted trim were hurried, thrown up and shut again as they both rushed through. With the thud of the doors shut, Kaisan was pressed against it as their lips met again with restlessness and nervousness from both parties. His hands flew up to wrap around Rhae’s neck as Rhae’s hands flew to undo the dozens of buttons that trapped him inside.

Kaisan softly laughed and slid his hands first up to pull down the overcoat, then down to help from the opposite end, tackling the tight embossed brass buttons of Rhae’s vest. Rhae chuckled against his lips, refusing to part from them even momentarily. The last button popped free, and the vest flew off to the side. He pushed his pelvis forward, pinning more weight on Kaisan against the wall. Kaisan let out a soft, surprised moan as Rhae groaned in unison. They both paused to catch their breaths, their heavy breathing heating the room.

Rhae reached out and slid his hands under the bottom of Kaisan’s silk shirt, feeling the firm and toned stomach beneath. He was surprised it wasn’t as soft as he assumed it would be from the beautiful appearance before him. Kaisan smirked in response, proud of the shocked response.

As a silent reply, he playfully pulled Rhae’s shit out from his pants and just ripped it open, the wooden buttons flying in every which direction. One flew back and bounced off his forehead, causing him to pause in shock. Rhae roared with laughter before swooping and lifting him until Kaisan’s face looked down at him. He gave a toothy grin as he walked them over to his bed. He fell forward with a soft thud, landing on top of Kaisan with the most dazzling and dimpled smile.

Kaisan reached up his hands and gently traced the dimples, face slacked as he was memorized by how handsome the man above him was. Rhae leaned into his hands, eyes closed, and a relaxed smile played on his face. Kaisan dragged his hands down along his body and thoroughly admired the well-built chest that took up almost his entire field of vision. He let out a shaky breath, both from being impressed and a bit from jealousy that his body couldn’t be as built as this, no matter how hard he trained.

“Lucky bastard…” He mumbled as his fingers tickled each muscle they came across. Rhae’s whole body shook as he turned his head away to hide his laughter. Kaisan gave him a playful slap on the pecs for laughing at him and followed it up with an annoyed squeeze. Rhae roared with laughter at this point, unable to hold back any longer.

“How is my enchanting fairy so adorable and endearing?” He chuckled out through many deep breaths in an attempt to slow his laughter. Kaisan clicked his tongue in response.

“I look like the fae to you? That’s a new one. I train hard every day to build muscle and stamina. I’m quite adept at different fighting styles and look feminine to you. Rude.”

“Stamnia, hmm? Shall we test to see where your limit is?” Rhae leaned down and whispered against Kaisan’s skin as he pushed his shirt over his head, kissing his way back up to his face. Kaisan heated up in response, feeling challenged by the may above him. He knew Rhae was just trying to rile him up, and teasing Kaisan seemed to be how he enjoyed devouring things, but he couldn’t help but fall for the provocation.

“Bring it on!” He shot back with a challenging smile. He shot his hands up and yanked the rest of Rhae’s shirt off with a smirk before wrapping his legs tightly around his waist and pulling him tight against him, grinding his erection against him - until he froze in place. His face paled as he slowly looked down between them. “W-what the h-hell? It’s huge! Did you sneak another wine bottle?!”

“Ha…haha…hahahahaha-” Rhae couldn’t contain himself as his arms gave way, and he fell to the side of Kaisan, holding his stomach as he laughed uncontrollably.

“Stop laughing! I’m asking you a question! If you had more wine, you should share it!” Kaison yelled back in frustration.

“Haha- if you think I’m hiding a full wine bottle in my trousers, you’re welcome to try and retrieve it from there!”

“I will! I can’t believe you snuck a full bottle in an attempt not to share-” Kaisan had pushed over the laughing man onto his back in anger and balled up his hands over the hem of Rhae’s pants, yanking them down only to be smacked in the face with a loud echoing thud, his soft cheek momentarily rippled at the impact. The room fell silent as they both fell into a shocked stupor at the most unbelievable moment that just transpired.

“Hahahahaha-” Rhae held his stomach as his laugh bounced off the walls. Kaisan just stared with a slack jaw at the massive membrane erected where he assumed a contraband wine that Rhae had hidden away.

“Wha-why…? H-how! It’s larger than the handle of the hilt of my sword! That… That won’t fit anywhere!” Kaisan panicked.

“It fit in my trousers just fine.” Rhae chuckled, wiping away the tears from his eyes.

“I don’t understand how it fits even when flaccid!” He crawled off from Rhae and attempted to escape to the opposite side of the bed. Laughing, Rhae grabbed Kaisan’s feet and pulled him into his arms to console him, still trying to calm the fit of laughter.

“Don’t worry about that yet, and I promise to put in the work to make it fit.” He replied with a smirk as he buried his head into the crook of Kaisan’s neck and breathed deeply - hands sliding up his front and giving a tight squeeze. Kaisan squirmed, slightly uncomfortable, but pressed his lower half backwards. He shyly looked over his shoulder to look back at Rhae, eyes heated. Rhae smiled softly, leaned forward and gently met Kaisan’s lips.

As he moved Kaisan back under himself, he slid both of their trousers off and stood at the side of the bed to marvel at the sight of his little fairy lying shyly in the nude as the candlelight flickered on his warm skin. Biting his lip, he climbed back on top, kissing his way from his toes up to his face before devouring his lips entirely.

Kaisan’s hands wrapped around his neck as Rhae moved his hand down and cupped Kaisan’s cock and started massaging gently. Kaisan moaned quietly into Rhae’s collarbone as he arched forward, and Rhae continued a gentle barrage of kisses everywhere within reach of his lips. His hand picked up speed, shaking his hand up and down when his mouth found Kaisan’s nipples and flicked his tongue out around the areola.

“Wait…” Kaisan breathed out in haggard breaths, dropping his arms and attempting to pull away. “I’m close.”

“Good,” Rhae responded, taking the nipple into his mouth and sucking intently. Kaisan gasped, throwing his head backwards and releasing thick, hot seamen into Rhae’s hand. He smirked in satisfaction as he kissed both corners of Kaisan’s mouth before sitting himself up on his knees and licking the substance on his hand. Kaisan gasped in shock and clasped Rhae’s hand tightly in protest.

“What are you doing?! That’s dirty!” He yelled out in a stunned voice. Rhae chuckled, kissed his hand, and pushed him back down.

“Everything’s fine, and nothing could ever be dirty on you. Even if you went swimming in a bog, I’d lick every speck of mud from your body.”

“Please don’t!”

“Hahaha!” Rhae laughed at how panicked Kaisan was as he went back to kissing him down to his entrance and gently pushing his tongue inside the hot, tight hole. Kaisan bucked as he gasped, hands grasping the sheets, not knowing how to react or what to grab onto. Rhae pushed as deep as his tongue could go, chin pressed against the skin, swirling in wide circles as he worked at opening the entrance as much as possible.

“That.. feels weird. Something… ah-” Kaisan turned his head and moaned into the pillow, attempting to arch his back as both of Rhae’s hands cupped each cheek, pressing his face in as Kaisan finished a second time. A string of drool still connected them, and he smiled down at his handiwork as he pulled away. Without much time for contemplation, he pushed one of his long fingers inside, shortly followed by a second - swirling them to open it up more.

Once Rhae felt it was loose enough, he sat back on his heels, hands caressing up Kaisan’s thighs as he positioned himself at the entrance. Hands holding Kaisan’s waist, they made eye contact as Rhae waited for his consent to continue. Kaisan, still out of breath, blushed and gave a slight nod. Rhae gave a quick squeeze in confirmation and slowly pushed his way inside, taking his time until he reached the hilt. He threw his head back with a moan as the warm, wet walls clenched around him.

“Haaa… Kaisan. You’re clenching too tightly. Take a deep breath outwards, or I won’t be able to move.” Rhae groaned out as he massaged Kaisan’s thighs to reassure him. Kaisan released a shaky break, hand slowly reaching out to wrap around Rhae’s wrist and give a squeeze back. Rhae gave a quick smile, brought the hand up to kiss, then started a slow and rhythmic thrusting. The shaky gasps that Kaisan was holding in slowly turned into moans of pleasure as his legs wrapped around his partner’s waist.

Rhae slid his hand under Kaisan’s back and pulled him into his lap, thrusting upwards as Kaisan grabbed his shoulders for stability. The harder Rhae went, the more Kaisan wrapped his arms around his shoulder, tucking his head into Rhae’s neck, unable to hold back any sound he made. Each moan he made into the ear of the man holding him in place, the more speed he picked up. Kaisan himself tightened his legs - grinding in return, meeting each of Rhae’s thrusts.

Kaisan kissed his way up his neck, along his chin and took Rhae’s lips with his own - tongues battling inside their mouths for dominance. One of Rhae’s hands firmly held Kaisan between the shoulder blades, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss as much as possible. The one remained on his waist to guide them to meet repeatedly.

“More!” Kaisan’s moan vibrated against Rhae’s lips.

“As much as you want,” Rhae responded through his own moans. Keeping his fast, deep thrusts, he continued this pace, bringing them both to finish - collapsing onto the bed in each other’s arms. They both panted heavily in unison, the room heavy with humidity and the top sheets soaked in sweat. Rhae gently stroked Kaisan’s back, humming gently in a happy tune. Kaisan, on the other hand, was dealing with a growing concern - or someone’s cock still inside him returning to play mode.

“Why… is it still inside? And why is it growing again?!” Kaisan questioned, panicked.

“Because the night is young,” Rhae responded in a gentle voice, kissing his forehead. The rest of the night would be filled with many tears of protest from the fairy who wished to return to the fountain.