~ LOGAN ~

The kid's looking up at me with wide, lust-filled eyes…sweat-
damp bangs, tear-streaked temples and the fiery glow of those
gorgeous red eyes meet me when I lower my gaze to meet his. Remy
moans low in his throat, the sound muffled by the ball gag I put in
place hours ago to keep him from waking the entire mansion. The
sound of it goes straight to my cock, making me growl in
anticipation, as I take a long leisurely look at the gorgeous body
stretched out on the bed. Remy's whimpering as he watches me
watching him…he loves it, knowing what how he's affecting me, knowing
that it's taking everything in my power to keep from losing it right
there just from the pure intensity of the sight that reaches me.

I let my gaze rove over the mouth-watering creature bound to
the bed, growling appreciatively. I let myself savor all the details
as I admire my boy; the burning desperation glowing in his eyes…that
flat stomach…those knife-sharp cheekbones…the heavy duty leather
restraints pinning his wrists and ankles to the bed…the ball gag
forcing those full, pouty lips apart…but mostly, the way my boy's
cock is so hard it hurts, purple and dripping and begging for
release. Remy's already been waiting for hours, obediently (if
resentfully) denying himself the release he needs so desperately.

I bring my gaze back to rest on his face again. He's
desperate for it…but more than that, he wants me to control him…hurt
him. My cock throbs desperately as I take in that lustful, frantic
expression; read the need for cruelty in those gorgeous ruby eyes.
If it's pain he wants, I won't deny him…not when the animal inside me
is screaming for me to turn it loose on him, let myself go completely.

I release my claws and Remy whimpers frantically, hips
hitching up in response. His cock throbs, precum dripping onto his
stomach as he watches me expectantly. There's no mistaking it, this
is what he wants…what he needs. "This what yah were waitin' for,
pet?", I ask. Not that I need the confirmation, I just want to see
that desperate, jerky little nod…the way he lifts his hips as high as
his bonds permit as he attempts to beg behind the gag.

Remy moans and tosses his head, closing his eyes and hitching
his hips and…waiting. I kneel between his spread legs, my cock
throbbing hungrily in anticipation of what's to come. After making
him wait those few agonizing seconds I move. Fast. With lightning
quick speed, I bring my claws down on both sides of his ribs,
slashing two sets of parallel, six inch gashes; three on each side.

The pain and pleasure of it drive Remy over the edge and he
comes, hard, screaming deliriously behind the gag, hips hitching as
he comes shooting in hot, sticky torrents all over his chest and
stomach, cum running into the bleeding gashes on his ribs, making him
wail loudly from the resulting sting. At the same time, his orgasm
hits my mind full force and drives me over the brink and I fall back
on my knees, hands closed into fists, claws out, howling like a wild
animal as I come gushing across the sheets and Remy's stomach…and
good God, I've never experienced anything anywhere near this before.
Saying that it's incredible would be the understatement of the
century…it's that good.

The kid's already passed out by the time I get my wits about
me enough to even think about anything other than the wonderful
ecstasy-filled fog in my brain, out cold with a look of complete and
utter satisfaction on that beautiful face. I force myself to tear my
eyes away from that angelic countenance, though…I have to get those
cuts bandaged and get the bleeding stopped. The kid's going to have
scars, but I find that I like the idea of that…a permanent mark
showing anyone who cares to look just who he belongs to.

I like the sound of that.

~ REMY ~

I stare at Logan as he looms over me, eyeing him pleadingly
from behind the sweaty bangs that've fallen in front of my eyes
during the night's events. I know I must look the perfect picture of
debauchery with my hair sticking up every which way and the
innumerable hickies and bites that are scattered over my chest and
neck. But while I may feel like a wanton whore, Logan obviously
appreciates it…he's looking me up and down, growling low in his
throat in that way that goes straight to my cock and makes me moan
frantically around the gag I've been wearing for most of the night.
I'm a screamer, no doubt about that, and Logan doesn't want everyone
in the mansion breaking down the door thanks to my big mouth. I feel
like I'm going to explode right here and now as I feel the lust
that's radiating off of Logan…knowing that I'm the one doing it to
him is making me so hot I can't hardly stand it.

I've already been waiting for hours, barely holding off the mind-
blowing orgasm that's threatening to hit me any time now. Logan
knows how to torture me and I love every minute of it…I focus on
making him feel what I feel, that need for him to let the animal
inside him loose on me…to hurt me, make me scream and beg. Oh God,
yes. I know Logan feels it, I can see it in his eyes, and I also
know he's feeling the same driving need as I am.

With a little snarl, Logan releases his claws and I practically cry
with relief…he knows what I want and he's finally going to give it to
me. My cock throbs, dripping onto my stomach and I whimper eagerly,
lifting my hips and begging with my eyes for Logan to do it now, give
me what I want. "This what yah were waitin' for, pet?", he asks, and
I nod frantically, hitching my hips up as high as I can and making
garbled attempts to beg behind the ball gag forcing my mouth open.

I wait, feeling the agonizing seconds go by, wanting it so
bad it hurts. I feel Logan kneel between my legs and my cock gives
an eager jerk, it won't be long now and my body's practically humming
with anticipation. This is going to hurt so good…and then there it
is, that agonizing, burning, wonderful pain as he slashes his claws
across my ribs, leaving three ribbons of blood and searing pain
behind and driving me out of my mind with pleasure.

That wonderful agonizing pleasure drives me over the brink and I
come, screaming at the top of my lungs behind the gag as I come
shooting all over my chest, the salt of my cum making the gashes on
my ribs burn like miniature bonfires. This is absolutely the most
agonizingly wonderful sensation I've ever experienced as the mind-
blowing pleasure of my long-awaited climax mixes with the burn and
sting of my injured sides. I haul my eyes open as I feel Logan's
orgasm hit him and moan deliriously at the sight that greets me.
Logan's fallen back on his knees, head thrown back and hands bunched
up into fists, claws out, as he comes in long, hard spurts that have
him howling at the top of his lungs. Oblivion is closing in fast as
consciousness fades and my last thought before surrendering is that
I'm going to have scars and that I've never been happier…now I'll
always know who I belong to.

FINIS.