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Scar’s felt off for a few days now, like something clawing at the back of his mind begging for attention. He ignored it thinking it was unimportant because it was subtle at first, just a small itch that he could ignore while going about his daily tasks. Now, after having spent a whole day with Grian planning out builds, the feeling was there full force. He flexed his fingers, opening and closing his fists as he stared at Grian from his perch on top of a hill. Sometimes, the vex in him needed control, to use the magic he possessed, and Grian for some reason is what it wants now.
The possessiveness he felt as he watched Grian talk to Mumbo on the rock bridge that connects their bridge rears its ugly head, making the scarred man let out a small screech low in his throat, eyes starting to glow blue slightly. After seeing Mumbo take his leave and fly off with his elytra, Scar watches Grian walk back toward his rock base disappearing behind the beautiful quartz pillars holding up the gorgeous copper and wooden dome roof. Pulling out his rockets he leaped off the hill activating his elytra and shot off a rocket flying toward where Grian disappeared to.
Scar landed swiftly at the entrance of the ornate open building. Grian was crouched down searching through one of his shulker boxes when he walked up, his footsteps causing Grian to look up eyes wide, wings flaring out, before letting out a heavy breath and an eye roll, wings relaxing.
“Jeez Scar you scared me!” Grian stood up, no annoyance behind his words, lips upward in a small smile. “What do you need love?”
Scar grinned down at his boyfriend reaching out to pull the other close into a hug, making Grian let out a questioning hum, his arms going up to wrap around Scar’s neck. Without a word, Scar courched sweeping Grian’s legs up and holding him bridal style before running out of the building and off the bridge activating his elytra, ignoring Grian’s shouts of disapproval, flying off toward his own tree base.
A few minutes later the two land in front of the big tree, Grian smacking Scar in the chest when he was set back down on his feet. “What the heck Scar?!” Grian shouted hands on his hips glaring up at Scar, feathers ruffled in annoyance.
“You wouldn’t have come with me if I asked and you know it.” Scar teased with a charming smile, “C’mon it’s a surprise.” Scar offered in response, his smile turning dark, making Grian tense up, looking between his eyes before giving a small nod knowing that look all too well, letting Scar lead Grian up to his bedroom inside the tree.
Once Grian was fully inside the room, Scar turned and locked the door behind him. With a slow breath out, he let the vex push to the front of his mind, eyes turning a glowing blue. He wasn’t worried in the slightest of Grian being afraid of him like this, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d use his vex magic during some fun times .
As Scar turned around, he reached his hands up starting to unbutton the shirt he wore. He grinned seeing Grian’s shocked expression, the small step back he took before a flush creeped its way onto his cheeks knowing what was going to happen.
“You’re okay with this?” Scar asked, letting the shirt slip off his shoulder leaving him bare chested. The vex in him hisses in approval at seeing Grian swallow and nod his head quickly, tugging off his own sweater since Scar still struggles getting it off around his wings. Scar hummed stepping close to Grian, hand flicking up. Suddenly Grian’s arms were moving up on their own, held above his head by an unknown force. Scar jutted his chin out, silently telling Grian to step back toward the bed which he quickly complied.
“Lay your pretty head on the bed, I’m going to make you feel so good .” Scar purred, turning away knowing Grain would follow his command going to the chest in the corner of the room, digging through it pulling out a few items. Turning back toward the bed, Grian was laying back as told, arms up above his head resting against the pillows, wings stretched out comfortably, already panting as he watched Scar walk closer. Scar’s eyes hungrily ran down Grian’s bare chest as he placed the items on the bed beside the magically tied avian, salivating at seeing the tent in his sweatpants already forming.
With a twitch of Scar’s fingers, the pants were being pulled off by the unseen magic, leaving Grian fully bare. Grian’s intake of breath had Scar’s glowing eyes snap up to his lover's face. He bit off a groan seeing Grian’s eyes half lidded and lips parted taking in short breaths, desperation in his eyes looking up at Scar.
Scar made a cooing sound, making a show of lifting his hand up and snapping his fingers. Suddenly Grian was squirming, letting out a squeak of surprise, shimmering blue magic in the shape of two hands were running up and down Grain’s chest teasing his nipples. Scar watches Grian moan softly as he picks up one of the smooth pink crystals he pulled from the chest. He runs a finger tip down the three inch long mineral, making it shimmer with magic before sending it over toward Grian’s cock touching the tip of the cyrstal to his sex making the avian jump slightly and shudder at the coolness of it.
Grian cried out suddenly, thrashing his arms against the magical bindings on his arms, a long desperate moan escaping his lips. The pink crystal moves up and down his cock, vibrating lowly teasing the avian. Scar feels a wicked laugh escape his lips watching his sweet little bird squirm and cry against his bindings.
“Look at you, already squirming for me. Such a good little bird.” Scar praises, pulling a chair from the side of the room over to the bed and sitting himself on it, eyes hungrily running over Grian’s body. His magical hands still teasing Grian’s chest, Scar snaps his fingers and they move to Grian’s wings, their fingertips brushing along the wings spread out on either side of Grian. The avian whimpered feeling them tease his sensitive wings, he brought his legs together and up slightly causing Scar to growl low in his throat quickly snapping his fingers and two new hands appeared at Grian’s ankles, pulling the legs down and apart. Scar nods in approval to Grian’s dismay, the avian whining low in his throat, sweet breathless moans escaping his lips as he shook his head back and forth.
“S-Scar.. I’m ahh- already close.” Grain manages to speak between moans, hips jutting up into the crystal still slowly moving up and down his cock. Scar tuts, shaking his head slowly reaching over waving his hand above Grian’s cock blue magic coming from his fingers and making a ring around the base of his cock. Grinning at Grian’s frustrated groan, he grabbed the pink crystal dispelling the magic before setting it to the side.
Scar admired his lover's flushed body, chest heaving from pleasure, cock leaking precum onto his stomach, his lower lip sucked between teeth trying to keep his whines quiet. Push from the chair, he kneeled onto the bed, grabbing the bottle of lube and a longer green crystal that’s curved inward toward the tip before moving to sit between Grian’s spread legs with a devilish smirk.
“I’m far from done with you, my songbird. You’ll be a begging mess before I’m finished.” Scar says grinning down at Grian with hungry eyes. Grian whimpers, pulling at the magical bindings holding his arms up in response. Scar twitches his fingers, making the hands teasing Grian’s wings start to full on pet them making the avian keen and back arch off the bed.
Happy with Grian moaning and squirming with just his wings being touch, Scar opens up the lube and pours some onto his fingers placing the bottle to the side before making the magical hands move Grian’s legs up so they we’re bent up and off the bed showing off his beautiful bird's ass. He runs his fingers up and down Grian’s puckered entrance before pushing a finger inside, relishing in the drawn out moan Grian lets out. Scar starts thrusting the finger quickly, soon adding on a second finger then a third. Grian was keening and thrashing against the invisible binds babbling out begs and cries for more as Scar’s fingers stretch and curl, thrusting against his sweet spot over and over.
Scar pulls out his fingers, Grian whining and trying to kick his legs but they stay put, bent up against his stomach. Scar lets out a vex giggle low in his throat and shushes him grabbing the smooth curved green crystal, lathering it in lube before pushing it easily inside of Grian making sure the curve is pressed up against Grian’s prostate.
“Sing for me song bird.” he says before snapping his fingers and the crystal inside Grian starts to vibrate heavily, slowly moving in and out on its own.
Grian throws his head back in a silent scream, keening loudly as his body shudders at the pleasure of the toy pushing in and out of him. He tugs harder on the bindings, crying when he couldn’t reach out and touch Scar. “S-Scar aah- Oh void!” Grain moans highly, grinding up into the air, wanting more friction against his cock but getting none.
Scar chuckles, smiling happily as he watches Grian come undone under his magic, “You’re being so good, so good for me.” Scar praises, reaching up from between Grain’s legs, running his hands softly up and down his stomach, getting really close to his cock before moving away. He grins everytime Grian whines and bucks his hips up and looks down at him with such big pleading eyes, tears threatening to spill over them.
“Please.. Please hng- Tahh-touch me!” Grian pleads looking into Scar’s lightly glowing blue eyes, ready to start crying. He felt so good, but his cock ached and he needed to come so badly.
Scar lets out a hum in thought before giving in and taking hold of Grian’s cock, slowly jerking his hand up and down. “You’ve been really good, but you’re going to have to sing more for me. Beg more if you want to come.” Scar says, tone deep.
Grian felt tears of pleasure slip past his eyes, the pleasure was a wild forest fire deep inside of him. He lets out a scream being touched finally, trashing and moaning against his bindings begging breathless for more. Scar denies him still, whispering praises as Grian keens and babbles about how good he feels, how good Scar feels touching him, using his magic.
“Scar please! Ahn- I wanna come, void please let me come- ” Grain sobs out, needing to come. His cock ached, leaking precum heavily onto his stomach and Scar’s hand jerking him off quickly, thumb teasing the tip rubbing the fluid around as he pumped upward.
Scar’s eyes were half lidded, staring down at Grian for a moment before snapping his fingers on his free hand, all magic binding Grian down dispelling, the toy inside him moving deeper and faster against his prostate; and Grian screamed . His back arched off the bed, he grips the pillows he’s laying on tightly. His chest heaves as he breathes heavily, his orgasm rushing toward him like a tsunami.
“Come. Come for me, pretty bird. You’ve been so so good for me.” Scar moves up, leaning over Grian capturing his lips into a rough kiss.
Grian wraps his arms around Scar tightly, coming hard and heavy against his stomach and Scar’s hand jerking him through it. He shakes and moans against Scar’s lips, thrusting his hips up into Scar’s hand as the final wave of pleasure crashes over him. Grain goes limp, breathing heavily, eyes closed as Scar coo’s and whispers praises and sweet nothings into his ear.
“Good boy, good boy Grian. I love you so much.” Scar murmurs, completely dispelling all magic, the toy inside of Grian stilling making the avian whine softly. Scar gently pulls it out, moving away from his lover to start cleaning up.
Scar returns with some water for Grian, helping him sit up so he could drink it. He presses a soft kiss to the side of Grian’s head praising him for drinking the water before heading to the bathroom to run a bath for Grian. Coming back, Scar lifts Grian up gently and takes him to the bathroom, placing him into the warm water making sure his wings were comfortably outside of the tub; he’ll offer to preen the wings later. He grabs a washcloth and begins to clean him up.
“I love you.” Grian suddenly says softly, looking up at Scar with a sweet smile. Scar grins back, kissing the top of his head. He lifts Grian up, wrapping a fluffy towel around him and drying him off before leading him to the bedroom again. He quickly throws off the sheets, replacing them with clean ones before gently putting Grian into bed before crawling in beside him.
“Thank you Gri, you’re perfect.” Scar whispers, holding the avian close to his chest. Grian lets out a tiny chirp, nosing into Scar’s neck tiredly. He smiles, feeling so lucky to have Grian in his life.