~Two weeks previous~

"Uh….uh…Chase…," the teen moaned with his head angled back, eyes closed in ever-seeing darkness as he lost himself to the pleasure throbbing through his entire being.

The man pumped into his lover's backside and made them both groan and cry out in ecstasy. The teen couldn't even fathom this much pleasure coming from a simple act such as anal sex. He'd been hesitant to start, thinking it would only hurt and would make him more than reluctant to engage in any sort of intimate act with the ex-monk again, but Chase had proved him wrong. He liked it a lot. Not only that…..

Jack loved it.

A hiss from the dragon's teeth was enough of a warning that jack's tight heat was becoming more of a pleasurable strain on his love organ and he was nearing his release. "Please…touch me….Right there, AH, yes…..," Jack clenched his fists tighter within the tresses of Chase's long black hair and pulled, earning him a harsh snarl from his lover. Chase obliged him, but only because he was close, and Spicer was damn near insatiable.

Listening to those moans and cries previous, during and after release was one of the ups to their copulating each night. Chase loved every minute of it, to be sure, but this night, would be so different from the nights previous, as Jack would soon be finding out. But he wouldn't ruin the surprise. It really was for Jack anyway. And what good are surprises if they are let out beforehand? None, that's how much good they're worth.

Chase came hard, letting his head rest against the tall back of his elegant and darkly royal throne. Jack was the only one allowed to be on his throne like this and at all. Jack was all his and he had every right to the throne that he possessed. It was only fitting, of course, that the love he coveted would be treated with only the finest.

Coming down and pulling the boy off of him, he let the boy sit on his bare thighs as he caught his breath and collected himself. Jack slumped against his shoulder, relaxing and inhaling Chase's scent. This was what Jack loved the most. The afterglow was the best part in his opinion, because then he could hear the furious thunder of their hearts simultaneously beating against their chests and the inflation and deflation of their panting lungs trying to restore depleted oxygen to their body systems. During, that couldn't be made out so clearly, over the motions, the sounds and the sensations of feeling and numbness mixed all together in those delicious moments of ecstasy.

"Spicer…., you know how I love to taste you after our copulation?" With a nod from the teen, he continued, "How about tonight….you….taste me?" Jack's eyes fluttered open and he shyly grimaced and turned his face into Chase's shoulder, muttering a complaint. "But you'll like it, I promise. I love the way you taste after…and before…all….warm, and thick….," he seductively whispered, his heated breath traveling over Jack's bare neck as Chase licked up from the tip of his spine to his earlobe. "Maybe I taste better than you'd think. Well, Spicer?"

Chase waited for a response from his quivering and quiet albino. He began to wonder if this would all be for naught when Jack rose his head to meet Chase's face.

"Only if I get to, chase, it with something." He winked and Chase rolled his cat eyes with a smile at the silly pun. With a simple nod, he snapped his fingers and a jaguar warrior appeared, head bowed and tray set on the stand next to the throne, with two wine goblets and a special wine bottle marked with strange lettering. Jack didn't question it, for he was well exhausted and was used to strange wine. He smiled, taking the glass from Chase once it was poured and Chase reached down to collect some of the remaining and Jack's lips twitched upward in revulsion. He didn't like the thought of eating what came out of down there, but he opened his mouth anyway and Chase ran his finger over his tongue. Chase closed his mouth before he could think to spit and Jack let it sit for a second or two before swallowing.

"Mm," Jack exaggeratedly licked his lips and smiled broadly, "ancient dragon sperm." He sighed and set the glass down. "Chase, can we go to bed now? I'm tired and we've gone for six times already. I know your stamina can handle it, but, in all honesty, you're going to break me if you're not careful….," Jack trailed off, looking into those eyes that stared at him intently, as if watching him intently for something. Ever since he'd swallowed that wine, those eyes…

Chase closed his eyes for a moment before fingering the boy silently. Jack whimpered lightly, closing his eyes, legs rising and falling open slightly. The grin on his lips said it all, if only Jack's eyes had been opened. "Yes, very well then. We'll rest now, pet, but in the morning, I'm going to take you so hard-."

"Come on to bed, love." Jack cut him off, sliding his bare feet onto the cold porcelain floor, shivering and reluctantly standing on his two feet. He regretted letting Chase talk him into chair sex. "Damn cold floor!" He whined and held himself, knees almost buckling. "Damn dragon stamina! Why do I let you talk me-mmm, hah….," he trailed as Chase's warm hands found their way to his right hip and fingers ghosted his crack, threatening to penetrate once again.

"Because you love it. Come; to bed," he said, picking up the shivering and moaning boy, shielding his naked form with his massive arms and chest. Chase took them to the master bedroom and lad his teenaged albino on the bed and tucked him under the sheets where he promptly fell asleep. Looking over the boy, hope and worry consumed Chase's mind and heart, as he could only wait now to see what might happen to his beloved. You'd better be right…so help you… He thought menacingly before crawling into bed with the boy. He pulled him closer and kissed his pale white cheek, stroking his hair with a low purr in his throat as he allowed unconsciousness to take hold on his mind and body.