Title: Hurt Me
Rating: M
Pairing: Fayt Leingod x Albel Nox
Description: Albel's inner demons manifest as masochism in bed. Fayt does what he can to ease his lovers self-loathing.
This is how it always ended, Fayt thought, After Albel broke into the liquor it was only a matter of time before his walls break down and he's reduced to a sobbing mess in Fayt's arms. In the beginning Fayt didn't know what do to, it was only when they happened to wind up in bed together that he realized how to make Albel forget his pain… Emotionally at least. Too often Albel left the bedroom with scratches and bruises adorning his skin and when Fayt asked him why he insisted on the rough treatment e only received a cold glare. Since then Fayt has decided not to question but instead only play his part in easing Albel's suffering even if only for a moment.
That's where we are now. Albel was pinned down on the bed with his hands tied to the headboard, Fayt was behind him, thrusting deep and hard into his lover. With each thrust Albel moaned and tried to pull his hands free, his wrists already bruised and red from the restraints. Fayt stopped his thrusting momentarily to gently slid his hand up Albel's back and kiss the skin between the older man's shoulder blades. Albel growled at the gentle display and without warning Fayt withdrew himself before plowing into Albel as deep as he could and dragged his nails down the Elicoorians back, causing said person to cry out and moan. Fayt then gripped his lovers hips and dug his fingers into the supple flesh. Between the pain and pleasure, Albel almost blacked out and the moment Fayt pounded right into that special bundle of nerves, Albel saw stars. The Elicoorian's moans echoed and almost seemed to resonate within the small bedroom and after a few more mighty thrusts into his pleasure spot Albel cried out his release, soiling the sheets beneath them. His body shuddered from the pleasure of his release and as soon as Albel began to tighten around Fayt's cock, the blunette reached his limit and buried himself into his lover and released his seed. Albel moaned wantonly as he felt the hot sticky substance full him and, exhausted, he collapsed on the bed, his breathing ragged. Fayt pulled out slowly, his breathing heavy, he undid Albel's restraints and collapsed next to the military man. The moment Albel cuddled closer and went to sleep, Fayt knew the swordsman was going to be okay. He smiled and wrapped an arm around the older man and thought to himself that as long as Albel's demons haunted him, he would be there to scare away the fear and self-loathing… And maybe once in a while hide the booze.