The Most Beautiful Boy

* Happy New Month of May!! 

* Also, I updated 3 chapters to make up for the 2 missed days last week, and the update on schedule today. Have fun while I die of embarrassment for this chapter, sigh.

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[KAWAI]

Tamiko's life had always been the same; waking up, fighting his demons, failing and winning sometimes, then going back to bed. It was a routine so fucked up but one that had gotten him to live through the day.

In all the time, he had never thought of wanting anything for himself more than his vengeance and the desire to burn everything down. But as he stood there, with his erasthai staring at him, Tamiko knew that he wanted to stay in here and worship Kosta's body.

He wanted to do everything and nothing at the same time. And he was fighting his self-control. He could feel his Lycan clawing out, wanting to stake a claim even though he still needed to go back to Grealor and make Gabe suffer.

That has been the only reason he hasn't marked Kosta yet. However, here and now, the thought of leaving his erasthai untouched, unmarked, unclaimed, and out there for everyone to ogle at, made Tamiko let out a guttural growl.

"Mine," Tamiko growled possessively as his eyes raked down Kosta's body one more time. There had been several chances for them to strip bare and stare at each other, but Tamiko had never thought too much of it, because he knew Kosta wouldn't betray him.

Hell, even now he was sure of that, but it wasn't Kosta he was worried about. He could leave his erasthai here and he knew Kosta would never betray him. Perhaps he was too sure but that was something Tamiko had believed for a while.

The only thing that got him possessive was the thought of someone touching his mate, getting close to his erasthai, someone trying to bed him, now that everyone knew he was the third most powerful man in Kawai.

"Always," Kosta said softly.

Kosta was dangerous, but with his mark on Tamiko it was just a matter of time before everyone figured out what was beneath all that and they started going after him. Sure, the Lycan chief could handle himself, but Tamiko didn't want that.

He didn't want his erasthai fending off people who couldn't control their desires. He wanted to make sure that everyone knew what they were getting themselves into. And maybe right now Tamiko wasn't that much of a threat to anyone, but he would be.

"Tell me, my precious, has anyone ever seen you like this?" Tamiko growled out slowly as he kissed Kosta downwards. His face was currently resting on the clean-shaven crash that was staring at him.

He loved the feel of how soft Kosta was. He seemed fragile, almost like he had finally shed the walls he had around everyone. He was letting Tamiko in and Tamiko wasn't going to ruin that for the both of them.

Tamiko could smell the thick scent of Kosta's slick. He had always imagined what their first time would be like. Sure, Tamiko never had a problem with switching, but damn he wondered if Kosta's walls would hug him tight.

He always had wet dreams of Kosta and each time, he wanted more, like the animal he was for the man he loved. He had been holding back once he had tagged along to Kawai, since the first time he had felt Kosta's lips on his dick.

Maybe Tamiko needed to think straight, but how the fuck could he do that at the moment when he could feel Kosta's little clit pressing gently on his face, as if it was calling for Tamiko's attention, silently begging the prince to take what he wanted.

"Nghh…" Kosta whimpered as he tried to get a hold of himself. No one had ever seen him naked, this bare and he had been worried one too many times. He had been scared of what would happen then.

However, here and now, the only thing Kosta could think of was whether Tamiko would continue, whether Tamiko would taste him, whether Tamiko would like his taste. Granted Tamiko loved him, but would he want more with Kosta?

"I didn't hear an answer, my precious," Tamiko said as he blew slow breaths on Kosta's cunt that was still slicing up. The scent alone was tempting Tamiko's patience and fuck if he left this room without having a taste.

He could imagine his fingers deep inside Jiminie, exploding Kosta's walls, making his Kosta writhe in pleasure beneath him. Tamiko had so many thoughts of the beautiful warrior that was laying himself bare for him.

He adored this barbarian and each time he breathed Kosta's scent in, Tamiko was sure the earth was theirs to concur. The realm was not huge enough and he could do whatever the fuck Kosta wanted.

Hell, if Kosta wanted him to go to his father and tell the big bad king that he, Tamiko, was the long-lost prince then Tamiko would do it without a second thought. That was how submissive he was to the man he loved.

"No one," Kosta whimpered softly, his eyes darkening as he felt Tamiko pepper kisses on his groin. He was going insane from the slow kisses. He wanted to scream out and tell Tamiko to get on with it, but a part of Kosta was scared of the reaction. 

He was scared of what the future would look like. Maybe it was a lot for a man of his stature, but then what else could he do when the first time he felt like getting folded like a pretzel, he couldn't even spell out shit straight?

"No one ever touched me, my soul," Kosta strained out, his words thick with desire, though he was trying his very best to stay sane enough. 

He knew this was the first time Tamiko was seeing him like this but who the fuck was supposed to tell him that he was the best thing that the young prince had ever seen, and that the universe would have to bow if that was what he wanted?

"No one," Tamiko said as if that was the best thing he had ever heard. He loved how the Lycan enforcer looked like something out of his wet dream and boy did he love every single thing about his erasthai.

"Not even the brothels?" Tamiko asked, even though that was a question so hard to let out. He couldn't live with himself if someone touched his erasthai before him. Maybe he was insane for this, but fuck, one look at Kosta's body and he was already bulging.

The tent in his pants had grown so huge that he could feel it hurting. But that didn't matter to him, because he needed to know. He needed to hear that no one had touched his Kosta. That no one had dared to touch that which was his.

"I went to the brothels…" Kosta began and Tamiko's breath hitched in his throat. He wasn't sure what he was expecting, especially from a Lycan warrior who had lived his eyes out in a world so rough and cruel, a world so insane. Maybe a benefit of the doubt? Fuck. 

Kosta was known for his great sexcapades, and how the enforcer never left anyone untouched. He always made sure to give his playmates the extreme pleasures, but that was just where it ended for him.

So, Tamiko knew he was hoping for nothing, but he needed to hear it for Kosta's lips. 

"And…" Tamiko is forced out.

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[A/N]

* Listen... I think it's cringe, or maybe it is so in my head lol... Kosta being soft is strange, but well, it is what it is... I'm with you on that same page lmao. these characters don't tell me shit

* For the sake of sanity, both mine and yours I hope you loved it, if not let me know in the comments.

* Excuse me while I go die in the toilet for writing this chapter for an entire week sigh.