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The marking hurt just the way Vax wanted it to, and he whimpered, fingers digging in hard to Vane's legs as he squirmed. He wasn't helping with the clothes at all until Vane stopped, driven to distraction by it, but he did eventually stop, and Vax curled up enough to strip his shirt off and toss it aside, the signal that he was ready and eager for this.

Vane doesn't waste time, tearing the rest of the clothes off them and tossing them to the side. Right now he wants to feel skin against his own. Once they are both naked he leans down to kiss Vax briefly. It is just as hard and as desperate as everything else has been so far. Then he reaches over, hoping Vax still keeps oil where he used to.

It was exactly where Vane expected to find it, and Vax moved while he was reaching for it, squirming until he was on his stomach with his ass up, presenting it like a good slut ought. He wasn't being lit up to the heavens, but this felt a lot more like the Vane he was used to. He didn't know exactly what was going on in Charles' head, but didn't feel like he needed to. They were finding the rhythm just fine.

"Think you're super hot, don't you?" Vax asked with a smirk, because he felt like being a bit of a shit. "Bet you can't make me yell."

"I know I am." Vane growls into Vax's ear when he is back on top of him. This position is better really, easier to fuck hard like this. "I'll take that bet." He pops open the lube, coating his fingers nicely before he presses one into Vax's hole without much warning. He does take it slow and there is plenty of lube so it shouldn't hurt, but he also doesn't stop or pause, expecting Vax to handle it.

"Fuck what a pretty slut you are."

Vax made a pleased noise at the fingers invading his hole, happy as a clam as he spread his knees a little further apart on the bed. "I know I am," he answered, grinning at himself. "So fuck my slutty hole already."

"Now I am tempted to wait just to hear you beg more." But he isn't going to, they both know that. Vane smears the rest of the lube over his cock and then lines himself up. He places a hand on Vax's back, letting him know what was coming and then presses inside nice and slow. "Mmm fuck..." He moans as he buries himself completely inside the other.

Then he shifts to grab Vax's hips and starts a pretty rough pace.

Vax couldn't really keep the sass up, being fucked so well right off the bat. His breathing came rough and needy already, not trying to move or interfere, just letting Vane grab and manipulate and use him as needed. His own cock hung hard and needy and ignored between his legs -- he could have grabbed for it if he wanted to, but it was so much better just to take it. "Feels good," he managed to gasp, wrapping both arms around a pillow.

Vane grins at that. That was exactly what he wanted. Once he is sure that Vax isn't going to be moving away under him he slides a hand up and buries it in Vax's hair, holding on as he fucks him.

Sometimes, a solid fucking was all you needed in life, and Vax was happily able to zen out and enjoy it. It didn't take too long before Vax made a muffled noise into the pillow, thighs flexing and hole clenching around Vane's cock. He went slack against the bed again when it passed, content to be used until Vane was done.

The feeling of Vax's orgasm is one that Vane certainly enjoys and he leans down to press a kiss to Vax's shoulder. "Such a good pet." But the small break only lasts for a second or so before he grips the half-elf's hips and continues to fuck him, his thrusts now hard and more and more erratic as the pressure in his groin builds. He doesn't last more than a minute or two more than Vax before he comes with a loud moan as he leans down to bite Vax's shoulder.

Vax made a content sound as Vane finished inside him, finally letting his knees slide out from under him so he was laying flat on the bed.

Vane smiles and then presses a kiss to Vax's shoulder before he moves to get up with a groan. There is nothing he'd rather do that flop down next to Vax but he figures it is better to head back to his own place.

"Got work in the morning, I'll see you around."