Check Mate: Bonus 100k Chapter [MATURE]

Thick drops of warmth scatter along the pavement, staining it black. Stray tears from the sky glide along the surface of the window, leaving it cold to the touch as fingers press against the clear pane. Callum's warm brown eyes twinkle in the moonlight as he peers out the window at the cloudy night sky. He wraps himself in his own embrace in attempt to fight the cold that nips at his flesh. His fingers grasp at the sleeves of his olive sweater and curl around his forearms. For a moment, Callum averts his eyes towards the folded quilt at the end of his bed. Pondering the warmth it would provide him, he unlatches his arms and reaches for the knitted fabric. Just as his fingers uncurl, inches from the quilt, a vicious rap on the window makes him pause with a jolt. The silhouette of a man sits outside on the roof, his entire physique drenched by the falling rain. The fat, ominous moon illuminates his chiseled features; then, his eyes flicker a subtle electric blue amongst the large, threatening drops. Callum quickly scrambles to unlatch the window. As soon as he pulls it open, Bradie lurches forward and into Callum's arms. Amongst the violent patter of the rain outside, Callum can hear the heavy breaths escaping Bradie's hungry lips. Rain sprinkles Bradie's hair and drips onto his forehead. With a deep, monotonous growl, he grabs Callum by the front and presses him against the wall. His wanting fingers claw at Callum's jaw, tracing the lines of his neck and collar bone. His lips hover breaths away from Callum's; and Bradie's teeth clench in restriction. He presses his forehead to the opposing boy's, his vibrant blue eyes locking with hazel ones. "B-Bradie," Callum breathes, but Bradie silences him with his hungry lips. Like two tidal waves, their tongues tangle in an ocean of wild enticement. Callum breathes heavily between their lips, running his hands through Bradie's thick, cherubic locks. Bradie presses his body against Callum's and rubs his knee between his legs. At the sudden contact, Callum blurts a moan that rises in his throat. Another one follows, tickling his lips, but he bites it back before he can let it out. Bradie runs his lips along Callum's jaw, leading a trail up to his ear. His teeth nip at the cool flesh. Slender fingers tug at the hem of Callum's jeans, slipping under the fabric and pressing against the warmth of his pelvis. Bradie pauses, his lips quavering inches from Callum's. "Are you sure you want this—?" Callum takes Bradie by the neck and smashes their lips together in a passionate kiss. "Y-Yes," he breathes heavily. Bradie thrusts himself against Callum and slips his hand beneath his jeans. With a wild, instinctive moan, Bradie runs his fingers along the fabric of Callum's underwear. Callum's entire body shivers with intense tremors that spark in his hips. Cool fingers touch his flattened stomach and glide along his naval, traveling towards his chest where they dig into his warm flesh. Suddenly Bradie grasps Callum by the shirt and slams him against the bed. His legs trap Callum beneath him, his hips spooning Callum's pelvis. The two boys lock themselves in a heated embrace, their tongues twisting like two strands of taffy being tied together. A trembling palm crawls underneath the fabric of Callum's jeans and traces the shaft of his member. Callum bites his lip and reels his head back with intense pleasure. He suppresses a moan that bubbles in his throat, but as the fingers curl around his member and begin to glide along the smooth surface, he loses control of his lips and lets out a high-pitched moan.* Brady runs his tongue along Callum's naval with tremors bouncing along his spine. His own member trembles with excitement, but he suppresses the urge to take it fast and continues to tease the head of Callum's c**k. His sharp canines run cold along the flesh of Callum's hips; then, they sharply gnaw at the base of Callum's member. "f**k!" Callum cries, his lips drawn back in a pleasureful snarl. He grips Bradie by the hair and pulls him towards his face. Their tongues claw at each other and their lips burn in enticement. Callum cups Bradie's face in his palms, his breath jagged and his eyes lustful. "f**k me." With swift reflexes, as though he's been suppressing the need long enough, Bradie rips the belt loose from his jeans and pulls out his member. He takes Callum's hips, roughly squeezing his ass as he ropes him around and plants his pelvis between Callum's thighs in a downward dog position. Bradie slowly runs his tongue along his fingertips before plunging them into Callum. A hoarse moan sputters from Callum's lips. His hand twists around to grip Bradie's thigh. He tilts his chin to moan at Bradie, but Bradie snatched him by the hair and forced him against the sheets. Callum feels the tip of something warm and soft tickle his insides, and without warning, the long member slides effortlessly inside of him. Swiftly, Bradie thrusts against Callum's hips. A growl stimulates in his throat, his teeth clenching so hard that his gums begin to bleed. The coppery, sweet sensation of blood sliding down his throat enrages Bradie. His fingertips dig into the flesh of Callum's ass like a sharp knife slicing through the skin of a rabbit. A wolf scouring his prey with his long tongue, Bradie brushes his canines against the smooth flesh of Callum's shoulder. With a sharp jolt, Bradie releases inside of Callum and sinks his teeth into his flesh. Callum cries out like an injured prey—not in pain, but with pleasure. The feel of Bradie's cold canines nipping at his skin, and the warmth of the crimson liquid slipping between his shoulder blades makes his member quiver with intense pleasure. "I didn't say you could c*m yet, did I?" Bradie growls in Callum's ear. His voice is too animal—too inhuman—to be anything but the wolf pacing inside of him. Fingers curl around Callum's member, taking him by surprise. The tip throbs in anticipation, but Bradie continues to tease by gliding his clawed fingers along the surface. The fingers pinch at the head of Callum's c**k, stimulating it to the point where his entire body ripples with the coming ejaculation. Callum screams pleasurefully. Something inside of him thirsts for more. His usual deer-in-headlights reaction is overcome by the animalistic instinct to give in to the pleasure; so, he thrusts his hips into Bradie's member. Back and forth, his hips rock to the intense beat of his chest. His lips tremble as warm saliva slips off his tongue. His eyes roll back towards his sweat-stricken forehead, his brown locks sticking to his eyebrows. He clenches his teeth, accidentally nicking his tongue. As the blood drips from his warm lips, Bradie twists him around gently and brushes his tongue along the stream of crimson liquid. The two boys lock eyes, both lustful and swirling with animalistic desire. The one with the glowing cyan eyes—a wolf stalking his prey—runs his fingers along the chin of the opposing boy. The trembling hazel orbs of the hare twitch at the touch of the wolf's claws. His instinct is to run, but he is overcome by those hypnotic, oceanic eyes. The ones that ripple with deep desire—not to kill, but to take. Bradie grips Callum's chest. His claws dig into Callum's back as he brings the small boy between his thighs. Once more, Bradie slips his member in between Callum's thighs—with his arms wrapped around his middle and their lips entangled together. "Callum," the wolf breathes between locked lips, "you're mine." AN: Hey everyone :) soooo I haven't really written any NSFW stuff in a reallyyy long time, so please don't hate me if this entire thing sucked lol. Anyway, I hope you liked it :)) Thank you so much for 100k!! (And now almost 150k oops) you guys are seriously awesome. I literally love all of you :,) *you know that vine of the deer screaming? Yeah, that's what I thought of when I wrote this xD