To fit the theme of supernatural stuff that I'm starting to do in my newest( and recent favorite) book.

Scott aggressively pushed Mitch into the mattress, running his hands and lips on any exposed skin he could find.

Mitch bit his lip harshly, attempting to hush the noises of joy and pleasure that attempted to escape.

Scott gripped Mitch's shirt at the hem and started to plant kisses on Mitch's torso and waistline, gradually lifting the clothing item with every contact.

Mitch's chest started to heave rapidly and once Scott reached it, he could feel Mitch's heart beating against his lips through his skin.

A smirk spread onto the blonde's face and he started to gently nibble on Mitch's collar bones, working down. He started to leave prominent hickeys in his wake, feeling accomplishment in his marks.

Mitch started squirming. He could feel Scott's teeth pressed harshly against his skin while he sucked it before he gave a taunting lick and let go. It was absolute torture for the impatient brunette, but there wasn't much he could do. That fact only made him squirm even more. His skin tingled and he couldn't do anything about it when he was pinned by the head hockey player of his school.

Scott finally left a final mark next to Mitch's happy trail before he unhooked his jeans and slowly exposed Mitch's bulging boxers.

Mitch blushed when Scott chuckled at his Hello Kitty boxers, and covered his face with his hands.
"None of that." Scott scolded, biting harshly on Mitch's hip.

Mitch jumped slightly with a squeak, hands instantly shooting down to cover the now tingling area.

Scott chuckled and proceeded on his journey of exploring Mitch's body.
"I can't want to get in there." He almost growled and he slide the fabric past Mitch's firm ass.

Mitch gave a gentle sigh and smirked when Scott finally removed his pants.
"You wanna suck my dick, don't you?" He smirked.

Scott gave an eager nod and slid his fingers into the waistband, tugging the boxers down and setting free Mitch's pulsing cock. He bit his lip and glanced up at Mitch before taking his head into his mouth, slowly tracing the details with his tongue before proceeding to take more.

Mitch's eyes rolled into the back of his head and he gripped the sheets with a grunt. He had to bite his lip when he felt his head twitch at the contact of Scott's throat.

Scott started to slowly bob his head, firmly sliding his tongue along the underside of the twitching dick in his mouth.

Soon, Mitch's face turned beet red and he groaned loudly.
"I'm gonna cum." He grumbled.

Scott took Mitch out of his mouth with a 'pop' and moved his hands to his owns jeans, beginning to unbutton them.
"You suck!" Mitch groaned in annoyance.

Soon, Scott was lining up with Mitch's hole. His spit-slicked cock was practically itching to enter Mitch, but Scott knew he had to take it slowly.

Once Scott finally got the head in, he groaned loudly. The soft, hot, tight cavern of Mitch's hole seemed to be molding around his cock in a tight cast. The feeling only intensified as he buried himself deeper.

Mitch didn't even attempt to hold his moans anymore. He let them flow from his mouth whenever they came, wrapping his arms around Scott's neck.

As much as Scott hated to admit it, he was beginning to lose control. He felt his claws extend and his jaw started to become tighter.

Mitch's moans became louder when he felt Scott become thicker and a little longer inside of him. By now, he had long reached his spot and beyond.

Scott tried to distract himself by focusing on his thrusting, but that only made it worse. He couldn't ignore the tight heaven tugging around his cock. He felt himself losing it even more and he feared that if he didn't pull it together, he might become savage. He didn't want to hurt Mitch, but he wanted to let go and have the pleasure and lust wash over him in a wave.

Scott gripped Mitch's hips and tried his best not to crush them. He was physically shuddering with every thrust he gave and every withdrawal he took. He had never felt something like this before and he didn't want it to end.

Mitch bit onto Scott's shoulder in an attempt to lessen his noises, but this only drove Scott to thrust harder. His legs were shaking violently and he felt the tightness of an orgasm building in his stomach.
"Fuck~!" He muffled against Scott's chest.

Scott was panting like mad. He was far beyond control and now he was preparing to give into his desires.

Mitch gasped when Scott roughly pinned him to the bed and started to thrust aggressively. His eyes were closed but his facial structure looked different. His jaw was wider and he had thick sideburns. His nose was crinkled and his forehead looked larger.

Scott was only thinking about one thing. Claiming Mitch. He wanted to shoot inside of him and mark him as his own.

Mitch screamed out a moan as he started to shoot, to which Scott took advantage. He latched onto Mitch's neck and bit hard. Mitch's orgasm intensified and he felt the coolness of his cum shooting onto his chest.

Scott growled when Mitch clenched around him and felt his own stomach tighten with pleasure.

He felt his cock strain as he thrusted into Mitch, quickening the pace of his orgasm. Soon, he was burying himself as deep as possible.

With a loud roar, Scott shot into Mitch, feeling himself start to come back.

The boy's were both panting heavily and realization washed over Mitch.
"Did you just bite me?" He asked, bringing his hands up to to deep impressions of fangs on his neck.

Scott blushed wildly and chuckled, leaning down and kissing it.
"I suppose I did." He whispered against Mitch's neck.

Mitch shuddered gently and grinned.
"Weirdo."