big bad wolf and death

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
He has to admit, he's a little apprehensive going to this halloween masquerade party. Mostly because he can't stop thinking about leaving his brother without him on Halloween. But Lothric had insisted he wasn't feeling well enough to go, and when Lorian tried to cancel going himself so he could stay at his brother's side, Lothric insisted Lorian go without him... that he needed to get out more and have some fun on his own now and then.

He supposes that's true, but... Is it really so bad to wish to stay at your sick little brother's side all the time?

Regardless, Lorian was successfully talked into going to the party by himself. And while he can't stop thinking about his brother's well being at home, it is rather exciting. It's a masquerade style Halloween party, everyone anonymous behind their costumes. Masked costumes required.

That's why Lorian is wearing a dark, intimidating Wolf mask, with clawed, furry gloves and boots custom stylized like clawed monster feet, his pale hair messily styled into more of a wolf mane than its usual straight locks. It's a bit of an anthropomorphized representation of the Big Bad Wolf, he supposes, what with it being more human clothes than not, handsome dark trousers and a loose dress shirt and a dark, fur-trimmed cloak. But he thought it seemed rather dashing and exciting, as well as clever and maybe metaphorical? And definitely less weird than just wearing some bulky cartoonish wolf costume. A tattered strip of red cloth tied to his arm over his sleeve completes the reference. Maybe he's being a bit extra but hush, he had fun with picking it all out.


Anyways, it's been enough of a hit, and several people he's sure he's probably friends with out of costume have chatted him up, including the host, a definite friend of his, who somehow got actual permission to host a large party in a very impressively sized family home. And as Lorian takes a drink at the host's bar, thankful his mask mostly leaves his mouth free, it occurs to him he never showed Lothric his costume. He'll have to show him as soon as he's home...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric wasn't sure he'd be able to convince his brother to go to the party "without" him, but after enough arguing, he'd convinced him, and it was with great delight he'd sprung out of bed-- well, gently levered himself out with a hand gripping the headboard-- and dressed himself in dark robes, a wide leather belt cinching in the layers of floating black fabric around his skinny waist, an hourglass hanging from it and a loop for his massive plastic scythe. It's light as a feather even to his weak arms, and with that, a smear of silvery lipstick, fingerless gloves with bones printed on the backs, and a skeletal half-mask, Lothric is an absolute vision of death.

He tips the cabbie handsomely when he gets to the party, and wanders up, leaning on his scythe at least partially because he knows it looks cool as hell (he practiced with it in the mirror) and partially to support himself up to the open front door, where he rests his hand on the doorjamb and surveys the party himself. What a wonderful array of costumes! And an open bar! Lothric never gets to drink, and he heads there directly, eyeing the handsome fellow in a wolf costume beside him. Hello, handsome...!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
A very lovely little Death slides up beside Lorian at the bar, to whom Lorian gives a glance- and then a proper look when he realizes he feels eyes on him. Much shorter than Lorian, and much, much skinnier for that matter, judging by the way those robes are cinched by that belt.

Lorian offers a friendly smile and a nod towards the Death eyeing him. He can't quite tell their gender but they seem nice, and that lipstick that gives a slight flash of silver under the lights is a bit eye-catching.

Hello, potential cute friend!

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Playing at deepening his voice-- Death shouldn't sound like puberty missed him, probably-- Lothric greets, "Hello, Mister Wolf! Do you have any drink recommendations? I'm feeling a bit thirsty..."

Lorian's not here to judge him, and it's not like anyone knows who he is... so maybe he flutters his eyelashes a little at the wolf. """"""thirsty""""""""""

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
The probable double-meaning of 'thirsty' flies riiight over Lorian's head. He's actually used to being flirted with, and yet a lot of the intricacies tend to just whistle past him.

Helpfully, though, he reaches out from his handsome cloak with attractively shaped, long arms, leaning over the bar to snag some wine cooler from an open icechest. Some light fruity alcohol. The slight little thing beside him seems like the type for it, perhaps? He'll pop the lid off helpfully, before holding it out to the cutie, faux claws clinking against the bottle.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric makes sure to let his own bare fingers drift over the wolf's, smiling up at him-- what a tall and handsome fellow! Perhaps even taller than dear Lorian! And look at that jaw, so strong and straight, and that perfect skin, what Lothric can see of it... "Thank you, my handsome wolf," he says, still pitching his voice low, and reaches up to playfully and bravely scratch the other man behind the ear before taking his first sip-- ah! It is tasty! Sip sip sip mmm. "Delicious," he murmurs, pleased, and beams up at the wolf. "What a good choice I made, asking you!"

him.... flort

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Okay, Lorian may allow some more subtle flirting to fly over his head... But this pretty Death is hardly being subtle now. He- Lorian is assuming they're a he, with that voice they're using- is being quite forward, scratching him behind the ear like that... It gives him just a bit of a shiver, and he huffs a nervous chuckle, shoulders hunching a bit. Golly! Lorian clears his throat, bashfully turning his head away a moment, taking a drink of his own beverage, before looking back at Death with a smile. He has been successfully florted at! Allow him to hold out his bottle, for an offer of an unspoken toast.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
He cheerfully clinks his drink against the wolf's, and asks as he leans a little closer, elbow on the bar, "Am I lucky enough that the most handsome guy here came here alone?" Sure, maybe he's moving a little fast, but who knows how long he has before Lorian spots him from across the room and ruins his fun or, worse, he has to go sit down and catch his breath from the exertion of standing up? He's gotta get his florts in fast!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Death first receives another silent, shy chuckle in response, as Lorian very much has caught onto the fact that he's being blatantly florted with, that this Death is clearly possibly trying to hook up with him maybe. The fun of an anonymous Halloween hookup...

Then Lorian answers properly with a nod, and a little bit of pink to his mostly un-visible cheeks and more-visible ears. He leans against the bar, giving quite the friendly smile to the cutest Death he's ever seen, and... Golly, it's really a bit out of character for him, but maybe for just one night he can set aside his preoccupation with his brother's health and enjoy himself like Lothric insisted... Lorian gestures at the both of them in an unspoken but clear 'you and me...?'

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Oh my... Lothric can't help but giggle himself, very, very pleased-- he's probably not going to get another chance like this anytime soon!-- and sets his drink on the bar, so he can walk his fingertips up his handsome wolf's arms, and drape long hands over his shoulders, grinning up at him. "Maybe..." he says, playing coy, "maybe you should come down here and show me your teeth, my handsome wolf..."

He tugs, gently, a hand drifting up to that wild mane and scritching once more, looking for a kiss. Come get some silver lipstick on your face, handsome man!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian has perhaps had an amount of alcohol by now, leaving him with lowered inhibitions, and this Death is very cute and quite flirtatious... The walking fingers up his arms actually make him blush more! And with those fingers scritching at a sensitive spot behind his ear again, he can hardly resist doing as he's told.

So he bends down as commanded, tipping his head to the side so that the muzzle of his mask won't bonk and block him, so that he can somewhat shyly brush his lips against Death's pretty silvery ones, before parting his own to bare his teeth and very, very lightly and teasingly nip at the lips of this pretty stranger, his own mouth tasting quite a bit like hard cider. Mmm~...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric suddenly finds himself with a boner oh no???

He gasps, softly, and his hands tremble slightly, and he says, "Oh, my, what large teeth you have, Grandma..." in a breathless little voice, before kissing back, eagerly and more than a little demandingly. He is very into your nibbles, dear wolf! Please! Give him another!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian can't help but give a quiet snicker at this pretty Death's playful banter- oh, but now his mouth is quite occupied with other things. Things like kissing. Things like gently nibbling and scraping his teeth against the lips of this pretty Death, setting his free hand against Death's slight waist, his eyes fallen shut...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Death has little strength in his arms, and even less in his legs with each nibble and scrape of teeth-- oh, goodness-- and the scythe he leaned against the bar is forgotten in favor of pressing his body closer to the wolf, moaning into his mouth as he leans his weight into him. Through the robes, surely the wolf can feel that he is a slim and bony twink... and against his thigh, when Lothric leans close enough, surely he can feel that this twink is getting very, very hard for him, though there's many layers between them.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian is an observant young man, enough to notice the slight figure under his hand, through the cloth, and also enough to feel the rigid warmth through their clothes, against his thigh, as the slight thing presses up against him... Golly!

Don't mind him as he sets his drink aside, so that he can put both his hands on the amorous little thing against him, one against Death's lower back, and the other daringly against a thigh through the robes and creeping slowly upwards while Lorian continues to nibble these pretty lips... He's enjoying himself!

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric might die??? Sorry, brother, for lying and sneaking out without your supervision and immediately dying, but hot damn, he just might die.

He shivers and reaches down to move that hand more swiftly to his butt, pressing it there-- and for someone with so small and bony a body, he has a very nice, plush little butt, good for squeezing-- and suggests, nearly growling against his handsome wolf's mouth, "Why don't we go somewhere private and find out how big the rest of you is, my fuzzy friend?"

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian gives a huff of surprise when the twink brings his hand immediately to his ass. What a bossy, demanding little thing!... Lorian thinks he likes that. Golly.

He gives a low, voiceless growl of hungry desire and nods, but first giving this cute twink Death another nip, and an eager groping squeeze of that tush... Then at last, he pulls away, and snatches his drink to quickly down the rest of it before ditching the bottle. He puts an arm and his cloak about the pretty Death, to lead him away from the bar, into the hall, seeking out an empty room...

He can hardly believe he's doing this, but... it doesn't hurt to finally let himself live a little, for a single night...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric is all for living a little, and that's what he's doing, out of sight of his brother-- very out of sight, now, for his brother's surely off being responsible and darling and boring somewhere else in the party, while Lothric is gonna get laaaaaiiiiid after about two sips of drink. This is wonderful! He cuddles right into the side of the wolf, a slender hand exploring his back, scratching his spine lightly through his shirt, grabbing his own handful of excellent ass... "My, Grandma, what a firm ass you have," he says, slyly, enjoying the feel of it under his fingers. He is a grabby boy!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Let it be known that Lorian absolutely has a wolfy tail attached to the back of his pants. It's been hiding under the cloak this whole time.

The comment gets a loud snort in response, and as Lorian finally finds them a guest room, his hand moves from up near Death's shoulder to down to his rear, gently butt-patting the twink on ahead of him, politely holding the door open, and then closing it behind him...

Now alone in a darkened guest room, the Big Bad Wolf looms over the pretty twink Death, coming face to face (or, more accurately, mask to mask) with bright, hungry eyes, running his tongue over his teeth, his hands coming to rest at Death's hips...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric laughs at the snort, and kisses the ribs near his face (so tall! so buff! wow!) before being patted into the guest room. And now they're alone...

He grins back, and plays with the buttons on the wolf's shirt before casually starting to pop them through their buttonholes. "And what a nice chest you have," he murmurs, looking up at the wolf through his lashes, "so strong... I bet you could just pick me up and throw me down on that bed, and I wouldn't be able to stop you at all, Mister Wolf~"

Lothric does not sound like he would mind being picked up and thrown down on a bed. He sounds very much like he might enjoy that. A little rough treatment is a lot more than he usually gets, but oh, it sounds fun...

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian is not a stupid man. He knows a suggestion when he hears one. Pale eyes watched Death hungrily for a moment as his dress shirt is undone, to bare a very handsome, pale chest... But then he does exactly as implied, easily scooping this pretty death up under the arms, and throwing him down onto the bed, with the Big Bad Wolf crawling over him onto it, licking his lips again. Let him just dive down for another kiss and a nip...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric arches and cries out eagerly, one hand curling around the back of the werewolf's neck and the other finding its way back to that delightful rump to tug his soft tail. "Ahhh, what a mistake I have made.... surely this handsome wolf will just gobble me up, nibble me from head to toe~" he bemoans, by which I mean suggests, once the kiss is finished, and tosses his head to the side, baring his long, pale neck. Even in the darkness of the guest room, it looks like it might bruise at the barest touch of teeth and the lightest suck...

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
This Big Bad Wolf is going to gobble you up alright... Who would've thought the wolf was strong enough to devour Death itself?

Lips and teeth descend on Death's pale throat with a snarl, nibbling and sucking amorously, that hungry mouth growling delightedly against his partner's skin... Lothric's not the only one hard as hell, now, as made evident when Lorian finally lowers himself down on Death, to press up against him, hard-on grinding against a robed thigh, cloak consuming them both.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
idk i think the wolf might also end up inside death tonight

👀 👀 👀 🍆

With an eager cry of pleasure, Lothric squirms under his delightfully suggestible wolf, draping the leg that's not being ground against (goodness!) by a very hard, delightfully large cock (GOODNESS!) around his lover-to-be's hip, pushing his own boner upwards against-- his belly mostly but you know what that's fine, he's very, very interested by how big this handsome fellow is-- and, oh, how sharp his teeth feel, how wolfish his snarl...

Lothric is HERE for this and here for his hungry wolf, and a bright pink blush is darkening his cheeks under the edges of his mask as bruises start to bloom under Lorian's teeth.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
It is VERY pleasing to hear this sweet twink sounding so delighted beneath him, and extremely encouraging. Lorian will just have to smatter more kisses and hungry nibbles all down Death's neck and collar, while a large hand starts to feel its way up the cute boy's body, groping through his robes... Is it a robe that opens, or will he have to ruck it up?

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
It went on over his head, and it will need to be pushed up if Lorian wants to touch cute bare thighs and silky boxer-briefs... but surely that won't be too hard to achieve, when it's already sliding up one leg from Lothric draping his leg around his handsome new friend, and the squirming is making it slide up further, the hood pooled against the blankets under Lothric's tossing head. "Ahhh, my wolf," he moans, "I want you, your-- your cock feels so big, I want to feel it inside me..."

Does Lorian wanna go all the way? Because Lothric does. He very, very, very much does.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
He does. Lorian does want to go all the way. He wants to- wants to feel up those self-baring thighs with the way the robe is hiking up, wants to feel his new bedmate's skin under his hand, squeezing his thigh, slipping a hand up the leghole of his boxer-briefs to goose a buttcheek...

He growls voicelessly again into Lothric'a neck, rutting gently against his other thigh, cock quite hard in his pants... the Big Bad Wolf is Big indeed. Anyways, he's gonna ruck Death's robes up a bit further, and take his hand out of those shorts, so he can tug at them instead, trying to pull them off the cute twink.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric arches eagerly up with a breathless noise, elbows and heel digging into the mattress to heft his hips off the bed to get the shorts off his ass and down over his eagerly full cock-- oh, please, please, he's panting with desire, he wants and wants and wants, wants this thick hard cock he can feel against his leg to be inside him so he can feel it all the better, wants to be pounded into the bed in a way that's probably unhealthy for him but god does he YEARN--

His hands go to unbuckle his belt after a moment, tossing it aside carelessly and pulling his robes up even higher, to bare his sunken belly and sharp ribs and dark nipples, his soft butt about the only bit of padding he has. He clearly needs to eat something meaty and warm to fill out that belly of his!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
The Big Bad Wolf gives a voiceless, growling breath of a groan at the sight of the increasingly nude young man beneath him. God, though, he really looks quite unhealthy, but Lorian's attracted to him all the same.

Like a wolf starved for a bone, Lorian dives into him hungrily, mouth open to nompf down onto that eager dick looking at him, swallowing immediately around it. He braces his thumb and forefinger around the base, eyes falling shut, his free hand going to his own fly to undo his pants while he focuses on sucking dick.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric somehow didn't expect that? Holy shit? What a good wolf-- Ah--!

With a loud and eager cry, completely uncaring if someone hears them, Lothric buries his hand into the wolf's mussed hair and bucks his hips up, pushing eagerly into the hot, wet mouth so suddenly around him. "Ahh, good," he coos, "what a-- a good wolf--" A wolf that's getting his hair tugged and mouth eagerly and rather rudely fucked! Hopefully he likes a bossy twink that loves the feel of a mouth on his cock.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Before tonight, Lorian had no idea of any preferences he may have had, not even genders. But now he is absolutely certain that bossy, twinky boys is absolutely what he's into, especially bossy twinks that tug his hair and tell him he's good. That earns Lothric a pleased, silent sigh of a moan, and a bit more sucking...

Until Lorian finally takes his mouth away, in order to kiss and nibble his way up Lothric's body, pausing for a moment to lap and scrape his teeth hungrily at each of those dark nipples, before finally working up to kiss at his new bedmate's lips again... And with his own hips scooting up between Lothric's legs, ample cock free and eager and poking curiously between those thighs.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric almost complains when his handsome new friend pulls away from his cock, until he starts nibbling his way up Lothric's body-- nnnngh, yes, that's, that's a very acceptable change, especially once that fat cock comes back into the mix, and he whines eagerly, spreading his legs and digging his heels into the bed and squirming his hands down to grab that handsome, handsome cock, pressing its head against his entrance. "I want it, I want it, give it to me," he demands, breathlessly, definitely not even slightly caring that they haven't prepped, haven't gotten even a drop of lube-- if it hurts, he's used to that, and at least it'll hurt GOOD. God, will it hurt good...

Of course, due to the magic of porn, it will only hurt a little and for a few moments!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian's not dumb, but he is a bit alcohol-addled and with more blood in his dick than his head, and it doesn't really occur to him that prepping should probably be a thing. He's too busy thinking with his groin, and with a cute twink demanding his cock.

So what can he do, but comply? The Big Bad Wolf is hungry for this delectable body beneath him, one hand in that furry clawed glove gripping at Death's pale hip, the other grasping his own cock, to guide it properly to Lothric's hole, nudging up against it... And then, with a silent groan, starting to slowly push...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Death might die, hands flying from that cock to the wrist and hip of the wolf pushing it in, head tossed back and mouth open on a desperate whimper. Oh, yeah, that hurts, but the feeling-- the spreading-- the way it's pushing his hole open, spreading him in a tight, tight ring, just barely nudging the hot tip into his chilly body--

He spurs the wolf on with a heel against his butt, kicking him, and eagerly tugging hands, demanding even as his words flee him. Come on, come ON, he can take it, he wants it all, he wants it inside him until he could burst with it...!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
The heel to his rump causes him to give a breath of a grunt. Golly! Bossy boy! He's going, he's going!

Ahhh, but it's kind of a turn on, and he nuzzles into Lothric's neck as he dutifully does as he's demanded, pushing more insistently at his bedmate's hole, until enough is lodged inside of that pale, cool body that he can let go of his own cock. Now he's holding onto both of Lothric's hips with his faux-clawed hands, and breathing hotly, heavily into the smaller boy's neck as he shoves himself deeper and deeper into him... Inch by thick, warm inch.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric is mostly reduced to trembling clinging and voiceless overwhelmed gasping as more and more of the cock fills him up, but he was so, so ready for this, ready to lose his virginity this way, dreamed of this-- of being covered by a hot huge stranger who can give him what he wants, not treat him like a burden or a duty or with kid gloves on, of being filled and filled and filled until he bursts, of having someone give him exactly what he wants-- and he makes not a single noise of complaint as his wonderful lover fills him up, every hot inch that fills him spreading a previously virginal inch of his body open wide...

"D-don't stop, want it all," he whimpers, nails digging into his lover's back and legs trembling against his hips, hole clinging and tight and soft around the massive intrusion.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
He won't stop, he won't, not for a moment, not unless his temporary master demands it. But right now, said current master is clawing at his back through his shirt, shaking legs spurring him forward, and the Wolf can only obey.

He growls voicelessly, and gives a great thrust, to plunge as much as he can manage into this slim body all at once- maybe even all of it, maybe he can sheathe himself like a blade in this cute twink trembling beneath him, wouldn't that be something?

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
It would be something, something amazing, and the twink is very for it-- oh so very for it-- oh, god--

Lothric can't keep in the wobbly shout he lets out, or keep his eyes open, or keep his trembling legs from clamping around his handsome lover's hips and waist or his arms from around his neck, every inch of him trembling at the feeling, oh, god, he feels so impossibly full of cock...!

"G-gimme a--" he whimpers, and shivers all over, because, holy shit, he swears he can feel that cock when he talks, and he unlatches an arm to press down over his belly, breathing hard. He whimpers even louder when he realizes he can feel an unfamiliar firmness under his hand, the head of the cock inside him harder and deeper than he thought possible, and grabs one gloved paw, pulling it over his belly. "F-feel," he orders, voice pitching up and breathless. Can Lorian feel that cock inside Lothric? Can he feel HIS cock inside Lothric?

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
He'll gladly give this wonderful twink that's absorbed his entire cock a minute, because he needs one, too, a shudder rattling through him as his cock's fully enveloped by an impossibly tight hole, God-

Ah, but then Lothric grabs his hand to feel at Death's pale, shrunken stomach, only to notice, even through the palm of his glove, the firmness and shape of his own cock through the twinky boy's flesh, and he lets out a slightly wheezing breath of a groan. Oh, God. God, that's really hot, he- he needs to- Lorian can't resist tugging his hips back a bit, so he can hungrily thrust back into him, and feel his own mass shift under his hand, through Lothric, fuck...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
HE DIES TBH

no he doesn't die but he feels like he might, in the most glorious way possible, his eyes fluttering closed and his trembling body giving way to the cock inside him, limbs going all noodly and useless and shaking as he gasps helplessly. "Y-yes," he says, voice thin with overexertion already (and if Lorian wasn't so drunk, that voice would surely sound familiar), and bucks his hips weakly upwards. Just-- just a couple more thrusts like that, feeling the cock rub inside him and press against the clawed hand on his belly, just a couple more like that and he'll definitely come, so easy and fast... and then his handsome friend can keep fucking him, which is nearly enough to make him come right there from the thought, the thought of being pounded past his limit and filled with hot cum...

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
It's a terribly good thing Lorian's a bit drunk, and failing entirely to recognize the voice of his own beloved brother. There is something that's been oddly familiar about this twink beneath him, but, largely, it's only registered just enough to make him yet more appealing to Lorian. Oops!

Anyways, Lothric doesn't even have to give his command to the Big Bad Wolf to get his wish this time, because Lorian wants it too, already eagerly doing it- already winding his hips back, to force desperately back into Lothric, thrusting desperately into him, and again, and again, no pace yet set, just enjoying the experience of thrusting into a deliciously tight body for the first time, mnngh...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
GOLLY i cant believe they took each other's virginities wowie fuckin zowie

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
i can 👀

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric comes about three thrusts in, his entire skinny body arching and shaking and breath going all ragged and rasping as he comes all over his own belly and the gloved hand laid across it, and then he flutters back like his limbs are made of register paper and his body is Lorian's to fuck, moaning in dreamy overwhelmed pleasure when he's not whimpering at a particularly rough thrust. God, he definitely... definitely... definitely found the hottest guy at the party... maybe later they can... do this again... and again... and again...

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lorian gasps and shudders himself when Lothric climaxes under him, largely in part to how fucking amazing it feels to have that tight hole clench around him, have that pale, skinny body arch and shake beneath him, God, it's too hot...

He lasts longer than Lothric, at least, long enough even to finally find himself a rhythm, thrusting hard and eager and hungrily into his new friend, faux claws gripping at Death's pale, dark-veined skin.

But soon enough, as equally virginal as he is despite appearances, Lorian reaches his limit as well. The Big Bad Wolf gives a snarl that shudders into a breathy, wheezing, voiceless moan, and one last, strong thrust as he spills himself inside of the cute boy beneath him, his face buried against Lothric's shoulder.

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Quivering from head to toe, Lothric drapes every weak limb around his new second-favorite-person-in-the-world (first is still his twin, but it's getting to be a pretty close competition right now), gasping into his messy hair as he feels the heat and wetness of cum filling him right up, even better than he dreamed... all of this is better than he'd ever dreamed, honestly, and he could keep going forever...

He eventually summons up the breath to murmur, "You were... amazing... So good..." and presses breathless weak kisses to his hair, shaking fingers finding Lorian's ear again and scratching very lightly behind it. "Good boy," he coos, very quietly.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/04/2017
Lothric's new second-favorite-person-in-the-world is feel pretty similarly at the moment, and he shivers with delight at the scritches behind his ear, and gives a voiceless chuckle against Lothric's shoulder.

Once he's spent his load, deposited deep within Twink Death, he lets himself relax, lets himself sigh and melt against his little friend and the bed, softening cock slipping out of him, but that's fine. He'll just curl his arms protectively around this cute twink, and nuzzle, and promise to himself to apologize to his little brother tomorrow for not coming home from the party until the next day. Hopefully Lothric will understand... He's just quite tired...

itsAlana - 11/04/2017
Lothric murmurs, softly, trembling fingers slowing behind his dear new best friend's ear, "Don't leave until I get your number, dear, handsome wolf..." and, with a yawn, manages to pull off his own mask, shoving it to one side so it won't push into his face while he sleeps, and passes RIGHT the fuck out.

He maybe overdid it, but ohhhh, was it worth it. <3 He can hardly wait for next time...!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian sighs silently, and noses and nods against Death's cute jaw. Anonymous sex was terribly nice, but he does kinda look forward to maybe... seeing this cutie again outside of a Halloween party? Exciting!

He fails to notice the twink's face, his own masked one nuzzled doglike against him, before falling asleep himself, his cloak over himself and his friend like a blanket... Instead, he'll just have to notice in the morning.

It's possible they weren't even the only couple to have, uh, stayed the night, as they go unbothered even into morning. Lorian wakes, and groans silently, sitting up and rubbing his head through his messy hair, a bit of a hangover causing an ache... But he didn't have so much alcohol to not remember the wonderful evening he had with a wonderful twink, and, despite the ache in his head, Lorian, still masked, glances over at his bedmate to smile warmly at him...

... Only for his veins to freeze solid when he realizes he's looking at the face of his little brother, half naked in a Grim Reaper costume. Lorian's eyes go wide and his jaw drops and his body goes stock still.

Oh, God, he's fucked his own brother.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
And his brother LOVED it tbh, looking happy and calm in sleep, cum still splattered on his belly and stained on his brother's costume glove, a smear of it on his inside thigh from where his brother's cock pulled out of him. He also has hickies on his neck and up his body, which Lorian put there. He barely stirs at his brother's movements, completely (heh heh) dead to the world for now.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian feels... he's not entirely sure how he feels, aside from absolutely horrified. What has he done?? He's fucked his own brother! His family! His own blood! He's committed incest! And he feels... completely shaken and numb, with some strange, bubbling feeling stirring beneath.

Lorian, hand shaking, reaches out to brush gloved knuckles against Lothric's cheek, clearing his throat, trying to gently wake his little brother, his own face gone paler than usual.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Death turns his head and murmurs something senseless into the glove, and then dreamily presses a kiss to it, eyes slitting slightly open. "You stayed," he says, tongue thick with sleep but still clearly pleased, and drapes a trembling hand over Lorian's costumed shoulder, to try and pull him down for a kiss on the lips. Hello, handsome wolf! He still has no idea who you are!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian resists letting himself be pulled down, resists for the first time against what this smaller young man wants, his mouth a thin, rigid line, a quiet, wheezing noise of mild distress coming from him.

He takes his hand back, and uses it and his other hand to start signing slowly and clearly at his sleepy, freshly awoken bedmate... 'You were supposed to be at home.' his hands say.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric squints at his hands, then squints up at him, then signs, 'what?' back, clearly still not all there. 'I have bad eyesight,' he explains, a little sloppily, 'sign closer.' He's very tired and has not worked through the idea that only one person really knows that he can sign...

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian growl-sighs in frustration, and scoots closer, and signs as clearly as he can, hands held closer to Lothric-

If his hands were his voice, it would be very firm and serious. 'You were supposed to be at home.'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
He mumbles, "How do you know that?" and then he realizes--

"... Lorian?"

He turns very, very, very, very red, which is probably not good for him, and looks up at his brother, shocked. Oh. Oh. He-- he-- "I didn't-- know it was you," he says, faintly-- but now that he knows, the mask, the hair, the clawed gloves that hid his brother's familiar hands from him, none of it hides Lorian's familiar countenance. How did he not know? Did he know? Did some part of him want to--? No, he was certain that his brother was elsewhere, was off being boring and beloved and prim somewhere, and that this tall, handsome drink of wolf was just a hot guy in a mask--

"I didn't know," he repeats, voice as pale and thin as his hands, and starts-- starts tugging his robes back down over his body, suddenly so very, very aware of how his body feels after being magnificently fucked by his brother's cock. Oh. That's... that's a thing that he knows the feeling of now.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian feels quite ill, especially now that the distress has rubbed off on Lothric, who stammers and repeats himself and tries to cover his bare body.

But the worst part, the part that makes him feel the most ill, even more than his beloved brother's distress that should easily be the most important thing here, is... is Lorian almost wishes he could've gotten away with it, or somehow not have found out, or at least be allowed to admire his brother a moment longer. God, fuck, what is wrong with him suddenly?!

Feeling quite strange and upset, Lorian yanks off his mask, giving Lothric a complete view of what is absolutely his brother's face, before Lorian covers it with his hands, sighing heavily. After a moment, he takes his face from his hands, and looks despairingly at his brother, and signs at him- 'What are we supposed to do now?? This changes everything.'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lorian is still handsome, but also still Lothric's brother, even if looking at him with eyes blind to their relation, he looked-- handsome-- scrumptious-- like the dream guy that Lothric has always wanted to pound him into the mattress, like the dream guy who DID pound him into the mattress--

His voice has quite failed him, so he uses his trembling fingers to say, 'Can we pretend it did not happen? That I just' (he forgets the word for fucked, did he ever know it?) 'had a handsome stranger, then went home to you scolding me?'

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Poor Lorian, he feels so responsible for this whole mess, despite being a bit cross with Lothric for lying to him. He sighs heavily, and takes a moment to adjust himself- most importantly to put his dick away- before scooting over to his brother and... and scooping him up into his arms, to hold him, because he still adores his little brother and always will, even if everything feels a bit strange now.

'I don't think I can forget.' He signs after a moment, and somehow looks apologetic. 'I am so sorry, brother. You should have stayed home.'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
He curls in on himself for a moment, then leans into his brother, too tired to resist the warmth and strength of his brother's chest. "No..." he murmurs, and signs back, 'I--' How do you say hit on? He just baps a curled fist against his brother's chest, then indicates that it was him who did it. He did the hitting on. He's the one who knew his brother was at the party, and didn't make sure he wasn't climbing his brother's dick...

He hesitates, then signs, small and quiet in his movements, 'You looked so handsome, my wolf...'

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian's breath hitches at Lothric calling him 'my wolf' again, and... augh, that shouldn't still be a turn-on! Not when he now knows that's his little brother calling him that, that the body he experienced was his little brother's body! At least he said it with his hands, rather than his voice... even if he now knows it's his little brother's voice, he's sure the effect would still be worse.

Lorian's cheeks go oddly pink, and he exhales roughly, frowning... And then he signs a question he feels extremely odd asking, but he really must know, even if his stomach is flipflopping as he signs, 'Do you still think I am handsome, knowing who I am?'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric blinks at him, then laughs, breathless, and signs, a little bemused, 'I thought you handsome forever. You are much more handsome than me.' Obviously! Lothric is a weird undergrown skeleton that pretends to have skin, and Lorian is Hottie McBuffhot, and that's how it always has been.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian gives an exasperated breath, and signs back, 'I don't mean like that'. He doesn't mean objectively, the way you would recognize even family as potentially goodlooking... 'I mean, do you still think I am handsome, like you did when you wanted to sleep with me?'

DO YOU THINK YOUR BROTHER IS HOT?? On a scale of 1 to 10 how incestuous are you feeling right now??

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
idk like 45???

Lorian is... is... so handsome, its true...

Lothric is flush down to his hickies, and reaches up, to place his hands over the top half of Lorian's face, mirroring what his mask covered... and he sighs, quivering, and says very softly, "Yes, my dearest wolf." He would let you fuck him again tbh. He would definitely fuck that pretty mouth again, and the moment he thinks that he has to bite his own lower lip, eyes trained on it as he lowers his hands again.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, lets it out slow and growling, his eyes shut under his brother's hands... His stomach has a load of butterflies in it, and he's a bit afraid of what that means.

He nuzzles at Lothric's hand a little, before it's pulled away, shuddering at being called his wolf. He reopens his eyes, and looks down at his little brother with such a strange adoration, frowning slightly as he thinks... And as realization washes over him, he feels neither relieved nor upset, and only sighs.

'You are my brother, and I love you.' He signs, hands slow and gentle. 'I love you in every way imaginable. The more things are different, the more I think they are actually the same.'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric looks up at him, puzzled, then back down at his hands, and asks, slowly, hands trembling, 'What do you mean?' Does Lorian mean that he does not mind that he fucked his brother? Does it mean that he likes that he did it? Does he mean that he might do it again?

Lothric is squirming a little in Lorian's lap, biting his lower lip again, hands going to his brother's thigh and forearm and clinging weakly as he waits for a reply.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
He minds! Of course he minds! But he minds insomuch as he is fully aware they've done something terribly wrong. But he's having a bit of a revelation here.

'I cannot unthink you attractive, now.' He signs carefully. 'But now when I think backwards, to before last night, it feels little different to how I have always felt about you.'

Lorian swallows dryly. 'I am sorry. I hope you are not upset with me. I cannot find where my love for you as a brother ends, and what realization I have had begins.' He can't tell where brotherly love ends and something romantic and sexual starts, he means...

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric stares at the brother's hands, then says, face red and voice shy, "If this means you will do with me again what you did with me last night--" and then plants his hands in his brother's hair, and pulls him down, and murmurs to him, "Or even if you will do it only if I wear a mask," before kissing him, sweetly, on the lips. Lothric apparently is down for incest? Or at least hot dickings.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian, despite his conflicted feelings over this, leans in to nuzzle his face against his brother's after softly returning his kiss... And then he pulls away, to sign again.

'I will love you in whatever way you want me to.' His hands say. 'It is all the same to me. My feelings for you are all the same no matter what I do with them.'

He offers a... nervous smile. 'My feeling of being a brother is the same as my feeling of being a lover. I can't find a difference. Is that okay?'

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric tells him, softly, "I don't mind it, if you do not mind that I still want you, my dearest brother. If you do not find me disgusting for wanting you... then how can I find you disgusting for letting me want?" He strokes his hands down his brother's chest, looking up seriously at him. "I love you either way, dear Lorian."

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian makes a soft, voiceless breath of relief and adoration, and happily leans in to plant a kiss to... to his brother's lips, reveling in how perfect it feels in doing so. And to think, just a few minutes ago, he was absolutely terrified at the fact that he'd had relations with his brother. But now it just feels... right. And aside from knowing of the taboo, it feels no different than any time he'd have held his brother in his arms, or kissed him familialy on the hair or forehead, or any other more brotherly affection. It's like his desire of his brother is merely an extension of his brotherly love, or vice versa.

'I love you, too.' His hands say when he pulls away, smiling so warmly and fondly. 'I feel no different today than I did yesterday or the day before. You are my brother, and I love you, and my love sees no boundaries.' Also he thinks you're hot and you feel good on his dick, but, you know,

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric sighs, and asks, slyly, "Does that mean you won't get mad at me for coming to a party without you knowing?" as he curls his hands in his brother's open shirt. "And you won't get mad at me for drinking and having poorly thought out sex with an extremely handsome stranger?"

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian frowns and looks Very Stern, and signs, 'No, I am very disappointed with the lying and sneaking. You shouldn't lie, and you could have gotten hurt or sick if things went differently!' Fret fret! He can't help but mother hen at you, Lothric... 'I am not mad at what happened between us. But I am disappointed in the recklessness. What if you had met someone unsavory?' FRET FRET

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric laughs, and tugs at his brother, silencing his hands by pulling him too close to speak and kissing him softly on the mouth. "I think it all turned out magnificently..." he murmurs, and suggests, "but perhaps you should show me what it would have been like if you had been unsavory... if you'd been some awful brute who wanted nothing more than to fuck me silly..."

SOMEONE is feeling feisty now that the upset is passing! Wow! And someone apparently has been dreaming of being fucked silly! wow!!!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian allows himself to be tugged in for a kiss, but he pulls back to roll his eyes, sighing softly, before signing quickly, 'Home first.' He's gotta get you home! And Fed! And cleaned up! And make sure you're feeling okay, and fret over you, and be a big mother hen instead of a big bad wolf... But after, maybe... He pecks at Lothric's lips and face a couple times, embracing him for a minute, before finally pulling away to straighten himself and his clothes out, and pull his mask back on.

`We need to leave discreetly.' His hands say as he peers at Lothric from his mask, once again that handsome wolf from the party...

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
His brother is no fun... except that he's more fun than Lothric knew, and he takes the kisses and the implicit promise that, after they get home, they can have sex again. Lothric should probably be less thrilled about that than he is, but the thought of a rerun of last night-- of having his brother strip him and suck his cock and fill him up so deep that they can feel his cock through Lothric's belly-- it's giving him a boner already, and its with eager fingers he pulls his mask back on and sits up to look for his belt.

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian helps! He snatches up Lothric's belt for him, and easily fastens it around his brother's slim waist, and then takes a moment to straighten Lothric out and make him look more presentable. Then, he takes his hand, and puts his finger to his lips with a soft 'shhh', before leading him out the door... The host's house is quiet, and only half cleaned up. There's a scent of coffee, but they manage to slip out the front door without being accosted. And then to Lorian's car they go! Where... Lorian will have to press a kiss to Lothric while helping him with his seatbelt like the big dumb mother hen he is.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
He makes a soft noise, and catches his hands in Lorian's hair, to kiss him eagerly back-- but then he settles back, yawning, into the passenger seat. "Let's go home," he says, softly, smiling at his beloved brother, "and then you can kiss me as much as you like."

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian smiles brightly at the thought, and happily brushes his gloved knuckles against his brother's face, before signing 'Nap if you want'. And then off they go! Back home, and to their budding future of potentially incestuous brotherly relations. Oh boy!

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
"potentially" boy Lothric hopes it's gonna be!! But he will drift off in the car, yawning and head nodding, forehead resting against the glass of the window after he tugs his mask off again...

Maybe his brother should carry him back to his room when they get home! 👀

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Maybe he will!!! He parks, and shuts off the car, and goes around to the passenger side to scoop his precious brother up, nuzzling him and carrying him into their probably big and fancy house. And it's not like they have to worry much about being noticed. I'm betting they've had little supervision for a while now. Probably have to be each other's whole family these days. That's fine. Lorian doesn't mind taking care of his baby brother a bit!

Lorian carries Lothric all the way to his room, to deposit Lothric on his bed. 'Are you hungry?' He signs, petting his brother's cheek again.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Lothric stirred on his way up the stairs, and is awake enough to answer when he signs, eyes heavy-lidded, 'yes,' and then grabs his brother by the shirt and pulls him down, tipping his head to the side and pressing his brother's face to his neck-- apparently he's not hungry for food, exactly... "Want you again," he murmurs, "last night was so good..."

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian gives a surprised huff of breath as he's yanked down, catching himself with a hand braced against the mattress, his cheeks going a little pink under the mask he's still wearing, the muzzle of which nudges against his brother's neck.

'This is not what I meant.' He signs, but it might be slightly out of Lothric's visual range. And then he lets his hand drop, against his little brother's chest, while he... gives in, and lets himself mouth at Lothric's neck, mmm~.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
The very moment Lorian gives in, Lothric is moaning, legs spreading once again, hips twitching upwards, and he cries out, low and soft, "My wolf, my wolf, please, I want you--" as his head presses back against the bed, neck presented and eager for more hickies.

LOTHRIC IS VERY INTO THIS INCEST THING APPARENTLY WHOOPS

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/05/2017
Lorian groans, breathy and voiceless, hearing Lothric's voice like that, God... He can't resist even a little bit, and lets his mouth open, to lap and suck and nibble at Lothric's neck, to suck and nip bruises into his pale skin, to grind himself against his brother's leg like he'd done last night, also definitely getting a boner....

WHOOPS, LOTHRIC'S NOT THE ONLY ONE VERY INTO THIS.

itsAlana - 11/05/2017
Who knew that all it would take to get them eagerly in bed is accidentally having wild anonymous sex with each other? Amazing!

Lothric is already tugging at buttons and shirt, trying to free his brother from his costume, gasping and whimpering eagerly at the hard teeth on his skin, the hard cock on his leg, the sweet pain of having his brother so close... he clearly, desperately, wants it, and he tells Lorian, breathlessly, "I-- I'm glad it was you, Lorian, my dearest brother, my wolf, I'm glad I lost my virginity to you..."

By the way that's a thing that happened apparently! Lorian took Lothric's virginity! Wowie!

Potente Byrd Mæmes - 11/07/2017
Lorian's not surprised at all that he took his brother's virginity- of course he did, of course Lothric would never have had such an experience in his life. Why would he? The only surprise comes from the fact it had been between the brothers... But his attraction to Lothric feels so natural, now, something that was always there, even before it was noticed. It is just another facet of his adoration of his sweet little brother.

Anyways, Lorian helps as he can, unfastening his fly so that he can free his cock again, and the fastening for the cloak while he's at it, letting it fall from his shoulders, tugging his open shirt down off a shoulder with it. Then that hand goes to rip his mask off, wanting to not just be an anonymous Big Bad Wolf, wanting to be Lorian, wanting to be Lothric's brother as he ravishes him, as he nuzzles and kisses and bites at Lothric's neck. His hair is still mostly styled into a messy mane, but it's starting to fall flat, back to the tidy straightness it usually has. But then Lorian pulls back slightly, enough to smile down at Lothric, face bare and eyes and smile warm, lifting his hand to sign 'Me too' twice. He's glad, too. You were his first, too.



oops and then we forgot to continue this