Levi Guerrero

Levi carried a struggling Remy into the playroom. He gave the hyena’s ass a smack to silence his protests. “Knock it off. This is going to happen whether you like it or not. Preferably not.” He thought himself funny and laughed, the shifter apparently didn’t agree. 

“Put me down!” He growled.

Levi, ever the accommodating wolf, slammed Remy down on his stomach over a bench. He fastened his wrists to the legs to hold him in place, whistling as he worked. Yanking down the shifter’s pants, he smacked Remy’s bare ass earning him a growl of defiance. Groaning, Levi rubbed himself through his pants. He needed this kid and he needed him now. Quickly kicking off his pants he splayed himself over Remy’s back. He didn’t bother preparing him, not caring if he hurt him. He thrust himself deep inside the hyena’s unwilling body with a moan. “Yesssssss.” His pace was quick and brutal as he pounded him. 

The hyena refused to cry, just made a series of pained grunts and whimpers. But the sounds only served to egg Levi on. He was so engrossed in fucking Remy he didn’t even notice the door open, and his husband entering the room. 

It made Azrael happy to see his beloved happy. It was almost like Levi was a child deep down when given something like wolf cubs, or something like his favourite foods to enjoy. “And they’re ours, my baby…our children. Since we can’t have our own…I wanted to make your dreams come true somehow.” He laughed softly when he saw his husband’s tears in his eyes. The pups went down onto the blanket and he hugged Levi, kissing him passionately on the lips. He loved the warm touch of Levi on his face, and he held him close, hands on Levi’s ass, kissing him with all the love he had in his heart for him. He hoisted him up, getting Levi’s legs around his waist and his arms around his neck, keeping him elevated with his hands on the other wolf’s fat ass. “You know I’ll do anything for you,” he breathed into there intimate lip lock. The wolf cubs just looked up at them with curious eyes before deciding to run off to another part of the backyard and wrestle with each other, leaving Azrael and Levi alone for a few minutes. “I love you, my dear,” he whispered into the kiss in Spanish.

Tears in his eyes, Levi couldn’t form coherent words to explain how much this meant to him. He’d always wanted to be a Daddy. To be a Daddy with Az by his side? A blessing. Truly. “This is amazing....” He choked out, falling to his knees before the wolves, gathering them to him. “Hello my loves...you’re ours now...we’re going to look after you...love you...forever.” The excited yips from the pups made him laugh as he glanced up at his husband, adoration in his eyes.

It was good to be back in Azrael’s element, even just for a little while. His crew of wranglers and hunters left Linvale for a few days to bring in more pets. And it was the first time he brought Queenie along side him. She wasn’t so big yet, but she held her own during the trek, and the crew was successful in bringing back even more slaves than the last time. The motorcycles circled into the middle of the city, followed by the armoured trucks carrying the new pets. Queenie trotted along and found Azrael’s side, sticking with him as he lowered the large hood of his leather jacket, his red eyes instantly catching an familiar face waiting for him. “Ah…been waiting for me to come back?” he asked with a grin.

“I don’t like being away from you. You know that.” Levi responded, his two pups by his side. They ran out to meet their sister, tails wagging with enthusiasm. “Explain to me again why it was necessary to leave me behind?”

“More so than okay, this is the home of master Azrael and yourself, sir. it’s a privilege to be here and to be able to please you both, well now that’s just perfect for me.” The young with mused. “Yes, I love to be a good little boy who’s full of master cum.” doing as instructed, he bent over and spread his cheeks for levi. 

Levi snorted at the eager speech. He gave Rory’s ass a hard smack before grabbing his hips and jerking him towards him. “Such a good little whore you are. Nice and loose and ready for me. He smacked his ass again, enjoying the pink color on his pale skin. “Tell me how much you want me...little slut.”

@levi-guerrero Azrael and Levi

Celebration

Azrael led his husband through the house to the backyard, standing behind him, hands over Levi’s eyes. His surprise had been held back long enough. The master actually had a couple of surprises for his husband Levi. But here was the first major one. He had set up a romantic evening picnic for dinner on the backyard lawn, with all of Levi’s favourite foods. The moon was full and the torch lamps were lit. Not to mention there was enough illumination from the house. The major surprise would be waiting for them on the blanket under their picnic. “Alright…here we are.” He took his hands away. “Open your eyes.” Because in front of Levi, were three wolf cubs. One black with red eyes like Azrael’s, one grey and one brown. They all looked up at their owners, like they were happy to see them. And they rushed over to greet Levi. “Say hi to our kids, baby!” he told Levi with a laugh, easily scooping the black cup up and kissing her. “She kinda latched herself to me, so I called her Queenie. She’s a total daddy’s girl. But these two are mama’s boys, just for you. And these guys are one of the surprises tonight.”

Levi didn’t know what to expect when Azrael told him to close his eyes. He obediently closed them, gripping onto his husband's hand so he wouldn’t be led into a wall. "Babe...what in the world?”

He knew they were outside by the scent of the lawn, the food and the...something else. When he opened his eyes and saw the cubs, his heart swelled to twice its size. “Oh...Az...” He breathed, crouching down to greet the little ones. The cubs ran to him, tails wagging and tongues licking. He laughed like a little boy, hugging them to his chest. “Oh they’re perfect!” Scooping up both boys he nuzzled into their fur. “Queenie...this will be Buzz and Rocky.” He laughed again, hugging the little pups. When he was finished there were happy tears in his eyes. Gently taking Queenie from Azrael’s hands he set her down with her brothers. Cupping his husband’s face he kissed him. A kiss that thanked him for giving him the world. 

“Yep,” Rory giggled as he strode up to the man. “I don’t think I’ll be stealing him away that’s not my goal. I want to make the both of you happy, it’s either that or nothing, because I’ll have failed then. I’m both yours but you’re not mine, and I’m okay with that, this life is a new beginning for me and I’m extremely happy I’m here. Just say the word and you get to taste my ass as well, other daddy.”

“Is that so?” Levi didn’t appreciate the casual way the pet presented himself. But this was Azrael’s pet. So he needed to play nice. As much as it pained him to do so. “You’re okay with that...interesting. You’re a good little boy aren’t you? Going to take Daddy’s dick like the little whore you are?”

the elf sat quietly and twiddled his fingers together. not looking up and not looking at the master at all. there was no saying how long these effects would last but he could only hope they wouldn’t last too long. “h-however you um…wish to punish me, sir?” he hoped that was how it was meant to be. because truthfully he didn’t know how he should be punished. “me?” he blinked, lips parting in slight shock. “…alright.” he agreed after a moment of silence before getting up from his seat. 

Levi thought the delicate little elf looked delicious. Just the way he held himself screamed “DOMINATE ME”. Levi was only too happy to oblige. He took Luka by the arm and steered him outside. He wanted to simply take him home and ravish him properly but there just wasn’t time and frankly Levi wasn’t going to last that long. He kept a firm grip on the elf while using the other hand to adjust himself. “You have quite the secret there...it’s going to take a lot to appease me. Are you sure you can handle that?” It didn’t matter at this point. He wasn’t going to be able to get away.

Levi was terribly bored. Azrael was off playing with someone and it left the wolf on his own. And it pissed him off! Not that Az wandered, That much had been discussed long ago. But that Levi wasn’t enough to keep his man satisfied. That knowledge left a sour taste in his mouth. The only solution to this sour mood was to take it out on someone who didn’t deserve it. A pet to be exact. He stalked down to the cells, perusing the selection. Making his choice he paid the fee. “Now you’re mind for the night.” He chuckled darkly, attaching a leash to the pet’s collar.

It was always easy to turn Levi from a hot top to a needy bottom, a bottom only for Azrael. Azrael knew how to play with Levi’s ass, get the smaller male to surrender all of himself to the other. He liked having his hand on the other’s butt, sending a bit of a silent reminder to his husband about who he truly belonged to. They had their fun with others, but ultimately it would never compare to what they had with each other. Levi was begging like a whore in heat as the larger wolf fingered him deeper to keep him excited for what was to come. It was always so hot when he got Levi to beg, which was easy to do. He nodded and pulled his finger out, but he flipped his husband over onto his hands and knees, thick meaty ass jutting out to him. Azrael’s length was thick and length, a heavy girth, and he used the tool to drum against his husband’s globular cheeks. “You want your daddy raw inside you?” Azrael asked, grabbing the lubricant to coat his cock, and his lover’s hole. “Loved the way you fucked Remy…but it made me a little jealous.”

Levi strode into the pet rooms in the basement. “So...” He began, watching as a few of the pets scurried away. “You’re the pet Az brought in.”

It was clear that there was a trade necessary and while the blood of many species was intoxicating, a djinn’s was almost a prized as a demon’s. Dorian grinned beneath the neck of the bottle and he turns it up, pulling contents from the belly of it and lets the bitterness coat his tongue. He’d suck air through thinned lips. “Hm? Money, jewelry, a wish.” Dorian smiled sweetly, contradicting just how potent the chance of a lifetime was. Leaning close, Dorian teased him with the scent of his unique pheromones to pair with the bloodlust. “Make it worthwhile for both of us and you may just get to feed while fucking.” 

The scent of the djinn’s blood made him salivate. He leaned in a little closer. “I’d much rather have a bit of you tonight.” His voice held a husky undertone. If he got a little sex mixed in all the better for it. Sex with blood play was always pleasurable. His wolf agreed. Scenting the air he moaned softly. “Yes. Definitely a bit of you. Assuming that’s on the table.”

Sometimes, when the both of them were so totally immersed in each other, which they always were when having physical intimacy, Levi would sob quietly, or hold Azrael really tight while he cried. It never bothered the werewolf. He was giving all of himself to Levi when they did it, and he knew Levi did the same. In their current states, that elevated ten fold. Azrael had so much love for his man, it was like an energy flowing out of him, trying to hold onto Levi, and the other’s blood lust made him hungry for the larger wolf. He growled a little at the bite on his lip to draw blood but he didn’t care. His beloved needed it. And when he entered Levi, the young wolf cried out in passion and clutched onto Azrael harder, making the embrace all the more tender between them. “Levi, my love,” he muttered and moved his hips, back and forth, not going too fast and not going too slow either. It was just the right tempo of movement. Azrael growled again at the bite in between his neck and shoulder, but he loved it. It heightened his sexual drive, and he was pumping himself deep into Levi to make him feel every ounce of love he had for him. And the power of the moon added to their passion. It felt like a surreal experience, a cloud nine of sorts. Azrael was on an amazing high with his husband and he didn’t want to come down. His hole felt amazingly tight around his dick, and all the werewolf could do was continue driving it inside him.

Levi moaned softly, grunting which each thrust. Azrael filled him to the brim. Nothing else mattered besides the two of them. Not even his lust for blood. He licked over the wound he made on his beloved’s neck, wrapping his arms tighter around him. “Az...” He panted. He wanted more. Wanted him to go deeper still. To tear him apart. No. That wasn’t what he wanted. Or was it? His hazy mind couldn’t grasp onto clear thought no matter how hard he tried. The blood quenched his immeasurable thirst, but only for a short time.