"Do you ever see how sexy you look when we yell and scream at each other? Nobody wants war in the night time. Who really wants war in the fight? We should just calm down and fuck sometime."
~Johnny Rain, '...Fuck'

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*Can's POV*

My arms wind around his neck as our lips move together hungrily. The moment his tongue pushes into my mouth, I can't hold back a soft moan.

The sound makes Tin growl low in his throat, causing my cock to leak precum. Without warning, Tin flips us so that I'm laying on my back with him towering over me.

Shit. Why is the room suddenly ten times hotter?

Grabbing my wrists with one hand, Tin pins my arms above my head on the mattress. I stare up at him breathlessly, simultaneously aroused and embarrassed. I squirm against his hold, and his eyes begin to glow purple. Tin slowly loosens his grip on my wrists, but I remain pinned to the bed.

"Tin," I gasp, struggling against an invisible force. "What...?"

"Looks like my magic can be useful after all," Tin grins sadistically, his eyes still glowing purple. My eyes widen at the implication. He's using magic to keep me pinned to the bed. That's... fuck— that's kind of hot.

Tin's hands travel down to my sides, and my back arches under his soft caresses. The room is so hot and his touches are too gentle. I need more, and I need it now.

"Tin, please," I choke out, and his eyes gleam darkly.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He muses. Narrowing my eyes, I open my mouth to fire a witty retort but the words get caught in my throat when he rips my shirt open. His hands travel over my soft stomach, moving upwards to my chest.

"Ngh!" I mewl when his fingers find my nipples, pinching and teasing the sensitive buds. My erection leaks profusely when Tin dips his head down and runs his tongue over my nipple.

"So responsive," he murmurs before lightly scraping his canines against my nipple. My hips buck upwards, desperate for more friction. Goddess, that feels so fucking good. Everything feels so good.

"More," I demand, although it comes out like a whimper.

"More?" Tin tilts his head to the side. "Be specific and tell me what you want."

Fuck this guy. "T-Touch me."

"Here?" He asks, brushing his fingertips over my nipple.

I shake my head. "Lower."

Tin hums, dragging his hand over my exposed skin, all the way down to the front of my pants. His palm passes over my obvious erection, making me gasp and twist on the bed. I push my hips up towards his hand, and he slams my hips back onto the mattress with a force that has me leaking in my pants.

"Bad pup," he scolds me. "If you want something, ask nicely."

At this point, I'm too fucking horny and the heat is too fucking suffocating for me to care about my pride.

"Please touch my cock," I beg, wiggling my hips slightly.

His eyes flash gold before returning to purple. "You can do better than that."

"Touch your pup's cock... sir," I squeak out, throwing the last shred of my pride out the window. I don't have a chance to be embarrassed about it before Tin rips the front of my pants open, exposing my dripping erection.

"So wet," Tin groans, wrapping his hand around my shaft. His touch drives me wild, causing my back to arch as more precum spills from the tip of my cock. "And so eager. Fuck, you look so pretty like this."

My face burns under the words of praise from my enemy— no, my former enemy. And hearing Tin curse because of me has to be one of the hottest things in the world. The look of desire in his eyes has me spreading my legs wider for him. Tin growls, pumping my cock within his fist. It doesn't take long for my body to spasm and release, too receptive to his touch.

"Please, sir, let go of my wrists," I request, suddenly very eager to touch him as well. "Please, please, please."

"Since you asked so nicely..." Tin smiles wickedly, releasing his magical hold on my wrists. The moment I'm free, I pounce on him, pinning him down to the bed. My lips find his as I kiss him hungrily, grinding my growing erection against his. His tongue invades my mouth, turning my bones to jello on top of him. I melt against him, letting his tongue fuck my mouth greedily.

"What do you want, pup?" Tin mumbles between kisses.

"You," I response without hesitation. "I want you. I need you to fuck me, sir."

Rolling us over, Tin breaks the kiss and hovers above me. "I'm not marking you," he warns me. "Don't mistake me having sex with you for me not hating you. I still can't stand you."

"Good, because I can't stand you either," I fire back. "I just want to be fucked, and you're the only one here."

Even though his eyes darken, Tin growls back, "Good. Glad we're on the same page. Do you have any lube?"

Biting my lower lip, I nod my head. "Bedside drawer. My dad stashed some in there after my last heat."

Tin briefly rolls off of me to grab the lube and strip the rest of his clothes. My eyes hungrily rake over his naked body, drinking him in. Who would've thought that underneath his neatly ironed clothing would be a muscular, tan body? The remaining tatters of my clothes are tossed aside before Tin settles between my legs. Grabbing my hand, Tin pours the lube on my fingers.

"Prep yourself," he commands, shoving my slick hand towards my ass.

I knit my brows in confusion. "You're not going to do it?"

"No," he scoffs. "That's dirty. Do it yourself."

"Whatever," I grumble, reaching down to push one finger against my entrance. I bite my lip as I slowly push one finger in, not really enjoying the strange intrusion. But it doesn't hurt, so I push in a second finger. This time, there's a burn that makes me hiss, but I keep pumping my fingers in and out of my channel until the burn dissipates.

"Fuck," I gasp when my fingers brush over a certain spot that sends jolts of pleasure through my entire body. I apply more pressure to that bundle of nerves, unable to control my moans as they pour recklessly past my lips. I shove a third finger inside myself, desperate to be filled even more.

"That's enough," Tin growls, yanking my hand away from my entrance. I whine at the loss, but immediately stop when I see Tin lubing up his impressive cock. It stands proudly between his legs, heavy and pulsing with the need to be inside of me. My mouth waters at the sight and I don't protest when Tin positions my legs on his shoulders, opening me up even more for him.

"Are you ready?" Tin checks, and I nod eagerly. The head of his cock breeches me, making us both groan. The pain is great as he slowly pushes in; the walls of my channel clamping around him.

"Hurts," I whimper, and Tin stops moving.

"I'll wait," he assures me, already breathless from how tight I am around his length. He holds still as I adjust to his size until the burn begins to fade.

"You can move," I tell him, and he gently pulls back before thrusting back in. I gasp, letting my head drop back onto the pillow as I'm completely filled by his cock. His thrusts are shallow, making sure I'm comfortable before picking up speed.

"Tight," he groans, leaning forward and pushing deeper into me. He brushes against that bundle of nerves, sending my mind into a lustful frenzy.

"Fuck, Tin!" I cry out. "Harder!"

Sitting back on his heels, Tin grips my hips and fucks into me harder. With each thrust, he pulls me back to him, slamming his hips against my ass as he fucks me senseless. Sweat collects on his forehead, and my eyes trail down his glistening abdomen. Fuck, he's so hot.

He drops my legs from his shoulders, wrapping his arms around my back and hoisting me into his lap. The new position makes me feel even more stuffed with his cock; I can hardly breathe with how full I feel.

"Too deep," I gasp for air, holding onto his shoulders.

"You're fine," he huffs, thrusting upwards into me. I melt against his body, not even attempting to take control and ride him. My body is left completely defenseless for him to use as he pleases, and some sick part of me is loving it.

"Need to cum," I moan, reaching down for my cock.

Tin swats my hand away. "Pups should ask for permission."

Giving into whatever weird fantasy we've created, I cry out, "Please, sir, please let me cum!"

"Good boy," he praises me, and I blush furiously. He grips my neglected erection, pumping me in time with his thrusts. The stimulation quickly becomes too much, and I fall over the edge of pleasure.

"Cumming!" I scream, arching my back right as streams of white shoot from my cock. Tin continues to fuck me brutally until I'm nearly sobbing from oversensitivity. My back hits the mattress as Tin's thrusts become wild and irregular, chasing his high.

Although my vision is a bit hazy, I manage to focus on his face. His expression is contorted in pleasure— pleasure that's coming from me, from my body. It makes me feel a bit proud to know I'm the one making my mate feel good. Growling deep in his chest, Tin slams his cock into me one final time before releasing deep inside of me. Warmth floods me, making my cock twitch from how good it feels.

And then the moment's gone.

Tin pulls out of me without warning. I hiss from the abrupt loss, feeling his essence trickling out of my abused hole.

"Warn a guy, huh?" I glare at him. He looks around my room, grabbing a random article of clothing and throwing it at my face.

"Clean up."

"With my shirt?"

"Do you see a towel in here?"

"You could go find one—"

"No," he cuts me off, standing and getting dressed. "Like you said, I'm just here to fuck you. That's it. If you want someone to cuddle you or whatever, get a boyfriend."

I scoff, using my shirt to cover my lower half. "I don't want a boyfriend."

Fully dressed, he turns his dark eyes to mine. "Neither do I. I'll see you next month."

And just like that, he's gone. And the heat is replaced with... emptiness.

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I've never written smut between two people who hate each other, so that was a new challenge for me

Thoughts??

Okay I'm gonna do the Q&A after the next chapter because it's from Pete's POV and I feel like it'll answer some questions you might have

See you next time!
-Gumbie