"You don't love because: you love despite; not for the virtues, but despite the faults." (William Faulkner)

Fayez was panicking.

In theory, he knew he shouldn't. He had talked to his mates about how he envisioned their first time together. Multiple times. He had told them about his deeply ingrained insecurities, his newly discovered desires and the technical details he often wondered about.

As expected of them, they had been great and understanding, doing their best to answer his numerous questions. Fayez had admitted that he found the prospect of having sex with one of them in front of the others two embarrassing.

He wanted his first time to be really intimate, and to spend it with one of his mate at a time. They understood and didn't mind at all. They even managed to solve the question of who would be Fayez's first without too much arguing.

Talking about it was one thing, though. Doing it was something else entirely.

Fayez was about to have sex with Akhenaton, who was still sleeping soundlessly, and he was trying his hardest not to have a mental breakdown about it.

"Look at our Sleeping Beauty." Ashur whispered, eyeing Akhenaton's sleeping figure with a fond expression.

Fayez nodded, as he fought the urge to ruffle Ake's silky hair. He didn't want to wake up the brunette, especially since today was the prefect's day off, but the temptation to touch him was great.

"You're anxious, aren't you, squirrel?" Zephyr guessed, taking his hand in his and giving him his signature smile - which was half sweet and half cheeky.

"A bit" Fayez admitted, when in reality, his stomach was churning and his whole body was shaking with nerves.

"It's normal to be nervous" Ashur reassured him in a soothing voice. "But I promise you it will be fantastic. Under his icy exterior, Akhenaton is a very sweet and caring sorcerer."

"I know that." Fayez agreed easily.

"Yeah, Ake is a pretty vanilla person. We'll get into the kinky stuff later" Zephyr added with an evil grin, earning himself a light slap on the head.

"Ouch. Ash, that hurts."

" I know for a fact that it doesn't. Now, let's go, before you wake Akhenaton up, you little rascal" Ashur retorted, grabbing Zephyr's arm and pulling him toward the exit.

"Good luck Faye! I'll wait for you to tell me how it went. Don't forget I love details" Zephyr purred, before letting out a surprised yell when Ashur threw him on his shoulder.

The door closed behind them, leaving Fayez alone with his third mate.

9am.

Akhenaton wasn't one to sleep in, even on his days off. It wouldn't be long before he woke up.

Fayez fidgeted, pulling at his new underwear to try and ease the discomfort, before taking a seat on the huge bed.

He wasn't used to wear such a fancy and alluring underwear. It was Helmut's idea. The guy was really invested in Fayez's sex life, and he had gone as far as to buy him lingerie - a simple black lace thong.

Of course, Zephyr had found the idea excellent, and had advised him to keep it a secret from Akhenaton. "Wait until Ake wakes up, wearing only the thong. He will love it" he had whispered in Fayez's ear, before leaving with Ashur to attend his duties as a prefect.

It was a bit too much for Fayez, though, so he had put a comfy pants above the panties, thus hiding the sexy piece of clothes.

Maybe I should just put normal underwears on, and forget about the thong, Fayez suddenly thought, as he kept looking at his mate's still figure. I probably look ridiculous in them anyway. They look good on Zephyr, but I'm too bulky for such a delicate piece of clothing.

He was about to strip off, when Akhenaton suddenly moved in his sleep.

Shit. He's about to wake up. I should leave now. I'm standing too close to him. He's gonna think I'm some sort of a creep.

He started to get up, when a hand grabbed his wrist, preventing him from leaving.

"Morning" the brunet mumbled.

Fayez couldn't help but smile, finding his mate's sleepy expression way too adorable.

"Morning, sleepyhead" he simply said in return.

Gosh. He was such a freak. How could he entertain such wild fantaisies while his mate was sleeping like a baby? He was the worst. Akhenaton shouldn't find out about the thong, or else he would be disgusted.

"What is it, brat?" Akhenaton suddenly asked.

"It's nothing," Fayez lied, trying to avert his gaze as he could feel himself blushing.

Akhenaton frowned in suspicion, grabbing Fayez's chin and forcing him to look at him straight in the eyes.

"You're a terrible liar." he commented, narrowing his eyes as if he was trying to read his mind.

"Just let me go already."

Fayez pulled back so violently, he would have fallen off the bed, if it wasn't for Akhenaton's grabbing him by the hip and unvoluntarily pulling down his loose pants a bit.

A stunned silence followed.

"What are you wearing, Faye?" Akhenaton eventually asked, his voice shaking a bit for some reason.

"Nothing. It's stupid. I was being stupid." Fayez mumbled, without looking at his mate.

He let out a shocked cry as he was suddenly being pulled down, landing on top of the sorcerer.

A pair of familiar arms instantanly circled his middle, trapping him against a lean and hard body. Fayez only tensed up for a couple of seconds, before his body went laxed against Akhenaton's.

"There, there" the prefect murmured, petting his hair and deposing light kisses on the places of his face he could reach. "No need to be so anxious. It's just you and me."

Fayez said nothing, enjoying the embrace and the silent comfort. Eventually, his unquiet mind started taking him in another direction.

The path down to Hell.

Come on, of course he would have naughty thoughts right now! After all, he was currently laying on top of his mate. The latter was only wearing a pair of briefs and looked unrealistically handsome - even for a supernatural creature. How could Fayez resist?

He instinctively started grinding down on his mate's crotch, feeling encouraged by the lustful expression on the other man's face.

The brunet's slowly and tentatively glided his hand down Fayez's back, who did nothing to stop it. He bit his lips as the hand went under the pants, brushing the thong with its fingertips.

"Is that for me?" Akhenaton whispered, his eyes blazing with hunger.

"Y-yes" Fayez replied in an equally low voice, as he unconsciously started to rub his ass against the big and warm hand, seeking more contact.

The prefect looked pleased with the response. He grabbed Fayez's nape with his free hand and brought their lips together, giving him an urgent and sensual kiss. In the meantime, his other hand started moving again.

He pulled at the string of the thong, before releasing it. Fayez let out a small cry, not bothering to hide the fact that he rather enjoyed the mild sting.

Akhenaton rubbed his index against the tender skin around Fayez's hole to sooth the burn, making the other man moan in response.

"Can I see you?" Akhenaton asked in a deep voice that didn't sound like his at all.

"Why? I told you, I look ridiculous in this underwear. It wasn't even my idea" Fayez replied hesitantly.

Akhenaton didn't like the answer. At all. He grabbed Fayez's hand and guided it down toward his own crotch.

"Feel this?" he murmured.

Fayez nodded, fascinated at the idea that he got his mate hard by doing close to nothing.

"It means that I want you, brat." Akhenaton declared with a dead serious expression. "I want you so much, you have no idea."

"Yes, but I look ba-"

"I'm sure you look gorgeous in those panties." Akhenaton interrupted him softly. "If it makes you really uncomfortable, though, it's okay. You don't have to show them to me."

They looked at each other in silence. Fayez timidely touched Akhenaton's chest, before rubbing the dark nipple with the tip of his thumb. The prefect visibly shivered, but remained perfectly still.

It was becoming obvious to Fayez that his mate wanted him just as much as he wanted his mate.

"Okay, then." Fayez eventually declared, before he started removing his pants entirely.

I'm still not sure I look so great, but since I'm wearing this decadent underwear, why not give him a show? Fayez thought, as he got on all fours, presenting his back to Akhenaton. YOLO, as they say - although this expression doesn't apply to me. #vampiresprivatejokes

Fayez raised up his ass a bit, in a silent offering. Akhenaton chocked on air at the marvelous sight, bringing a shy but cheeky smile on Fayez's lips.

"You're such a tease" Akhenaton mumbled. "I was right to call you a brat. I saw right through you from the very beginning."

"What if I am?" Fayez retorted, his bravery mostly coming from the fact that he couldn't see his mate's face right now.

"Look at you, you're so pretty." Akhenaton whispered in an almost solemn voice. " So strong and fragile at the same time."

"I'm not frag-"

"Zephyr was right to call you 'sweet cheeks'. This is a perfect nickname for you. Such a plump, appetizing ass."

There was no way Fayez was going to come just from Akhenaton's dirty words. No way. Not if he could prevent it. He closed his eyes and declared with great effort:

"Enough talking. I'm hard. Do something about it."

"Someone's bossy, today" Akhenaton commented, but, to Fayez's greatest relief, he indulged him.

Fayez thought that Akhenaton would remove the ridiculous piece of garment but, to his utter mortification, he didn't.

He left the thong in place as his skillful hands started fondling Fayez's asscheeks, his nails teasingly scraping the soft skin.

"Ake" Fayez panted. "I need - I need more" he babbled, not sure what he needed exactly.

Fortunately, it seemed that Akhenaton knew what he was asking for.

He put his hands on Fayez's cheeks, before spreading them open. As if the situation wasn't embarrassing enough, he moved the string of the thong to the side, leaving Fayez completely exposed. Then, he let out an appreciative sound, muttering to himself "Lovely."

"What's lovely about someone else's asshole?" Fayez asked in a flat voice, making Akhenaton snort.

"What do you want me to do no, brat?" Akhenaton asked, ignoring Fayez's previous question like the asshole he was.

Knowing Akhenaton, Fayez was perfectly aware that he had to use words in order to get what he wanted. It was slightly embarrassing, but there was a good reason why Akhenaton was doing it. He wanted to make sure Fayez really wanted to do this.

"I - I want you inside." he simply said as quickly as he could.

Akhenaton heard it perfectly clear, though.

"You remember the nickname you gave me?" he asked a startled Fayez.

"Huh. Yeah. I've called you King of Assholes a couple of times. Not that you didn't deserve it. Why?"

Fayez yelled as he was suddenly turned around, so that he was now facing his mate again.

Akhenaton smirked. The expression on Akhenaton's face was cunning, and Fayez didn't know how to interpret it.

This man is bad news.

"Exactly, Faye. You called me King Of Assholes. Time to prove to you that I can live up to your expectations." he smiled, before snapping his fingers and conjuring a brand new bottle of lubricant.

Being a sorcerer comes in handy at times.

A few seconds later, a lubricated finger was rubbing Fayez's entrance in a teasing manner. Akhenaton's expression had turned more serious, though, as he was watching his mate's reactions, searching for any signs of discomfort.

"You can put it in now" Fayez urged him.

He was starting to become too frustrated to act shy.

"Okay." Akhenaton replied with a gentle voice. "Just relax for me, then."

Fayez tensed up when he felt the first finger pushing in, before relaxing when he realized that the pain was more than bearable.

"That's it" Akhenaton declared in an encouraging tone, after a moment. "You're doing well. I'm adding another one now, okay?"

"Okay"

It was getting more painful, but also more intense. Fayez was sure his cheeks were so hot, you could cook a steak on them. He could feel Akhenaton's fingers carefully stretching him. He looked very focused, and Fayez thought it was kinda hot.

"I'm adding a third one. It will hurt a bit more, but it will make it easier for you to handle what's coming next." Akhenaton warned him.

"I can handle every- ah!" Fayez whined. He could clearly tell the difference between two and three fingers. He was starting to feel stuffed.

"That's okay, Faye" Akhenaton whispered against his ear. "I know it hurts, but let me just find your special spot-"

What was Akhenaton saying? It didn't make any sense to Fayez. All he could tell was that the man had started rubbing his inner walls, his fingers going deeper and deeper into his untouched cavern.

What was he looking for exactly?

"Do you intend to find a treasure or-"

Fayez never got to finish his sentence. He let out a cry of pleasure and saw stars as Akhenaton pressed on a new spot inside his body.

"Found it." Akhenaton grinned, when Fayez came down from his high.

"Wha- what was that?"

"Did you not listen to Ash's explanations? Akhenaton scolded him. "This" - he pressed the magic button again to emphase on what he was saying, making the vampire whine - "is your prostate. Now that I've found it, I'll use it to torment you over and over again."

He removed his fingers, and Fayez wanted to protest at the loss.

His eyes almost bulged out of their sockets when Akhenaton removed his briefs.

"You're - bigger than usual" he couldn't help but comment aloud.

Akhenaton laughed. He was unusually good-humored.

"Of course. I'm rock hard, just like you. Don't worry, though. I'm not gonna hurt you."

"I'm not worried." Fayez retorted, althought he had paled a bit at the sight. "You could never hurt me with just that."

Akhenaton just smiled in response, probably aware that Fayez was merely putting up a brave front.

He put a cushion under Fayez's bottom and leaned down toward him. The young vampire was glad that they were so close to each other, because the other man was truly a sight to behold. His gray eyes were shiner than usual, his lips were slightly swollen from their previous kisses.

He felt something hot and hard nudging against his entrance and grabbed his mate's hand.

"I - I wanted to tell you something"

"What is it?" Akhenaton said, patiently holding himself back, although it was obvious he was dying to be inside the vampire.

"It may sound stupid but - I'm really happy to do this with you." Fayez mumbled.

He meant to say other things, but treacherous tears were threatening to spill from his eyes.

Why did he suddenly feel like crying?

Akhenaton's eyes widen. "Oh, Faye" he murmured, pulling up his mate so that he could hold him against him.

"I'm happy too, baby brat" he said fondly, before giving him a kiss on his forehead. "I love you so much. I promise I'll take good care of you."

They remained like this for a while until Fayez leaned back and looked at his mate with a determined expression on his face.

"You're ready?" Akhenaton asked.

"I am."

Akhenaton nodded, before pressing his dick against Fayez's hole. The vampire grimaced as the tip went in.

"Breath" Akhenaton instructed, running his hand up and down Fayez's side.

Fayez did so, taking deep breaths as the other man started pushing inside.

"It's all in" he eventually declared. "You're doing so well, Faye."

"You're so deep." Fayez croaked. "Please don't move yet."

"Don't worry. I won't."

True to his words, Akhenaton didn't move a single muscle until Fayez gave him the green light. He then started sliding in and out in a slow and controlled manner.

"You feel so good, baby brat." he sighed in contentment. "How is it going on your side?"

"It still hurts a bit but... not so much anymore. I think I can see the appeal." Fayez replied.

"You haven't seen anything yet." Akhenaton promised, his voice dripping with sin. "Don't forget that I already know some of your most sensitive spots. I'm going to learn them all soon."

He started moving faster, thrusting deeper into his mate. Fayez moaned louder and louder. When Akhenaton started hitting his sweet spot repeteadly, his moans turned to screams.

He tried to give as much as he was getting, kissing his mate in an erratic manner and touching all the places of his body he could reach.

He didn't have Akhenaton's experience, though, so in the end he gave up and merely pushed back against the other man, trying to follow his rythm.

This is so good it feels unreal.

He came, hard, his walls clenching and unclenching around the other man, as he felt a warm liquid coat his insides.

He grabbed the other man's neck and delicately dive his fangs into the smooth skin. At the same time, he felt a sudden rush of power coming from Akhenaton.

The bond was complete.

Yes it is, a familiar voice confirmed inside his head. Now the both of us can communicate through our mental link.

Fantastic. Now I can call you asshole in public and nobody will know I insulted a prefect.

He obediently followed his mate in the bathroom and even let him clean him up. He was too exhausted to feel embarrassed at the idea that Akhenaton's fingers were inside his ass again, making sure that there was no semen left.

They went back to bed. Fayez curled up against Akhenaton who didn't seem to mind, on the contrary. He put his arms around the vampire as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. They were both big and sturdy, but the vampire always felt safe and protected in his mate's arms.

They didn't get to rest for long, though. A couple of minutes later, someone knocked on the door, forcing them to get up and put some clothes on.

Zephyr and Ashur were at the door. They both looked worried and Fayez understood why when he saw the other persons standing behind them.

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