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Tonight was the royal ball in the Mushroom Kingdom, and everyone from different kingdoms were invited. Including Bowser. Peach and Bowser had worked out an agreement that as long as Bowser was true to his word when he declared he would no longer be after Peach, he could engage in royal parties and ceremonies in her kingdom.
The night started off great!
For Mario and Peach.
They walked into the dance hall hand in hand as the other royals and partygoers bowed and celebrated the Princess’s arrival.
Luigi was just one of the guests that night, watching all the other royals with their dates come in like the king and queen at prom night. This ball had been planned for months and Luigi was certain he’d have a date with him, but things happened over the few months, and his supposed-to-be date and him were “taking a break.”
He didn’t even show up to the party despite being a royal himself.
Luigi honestly sighed in relief after every royal/royal couple walked through, the doors finally closed, and he was nowhere in sight. Luigi decided instead of showing off his incredible dance moves tonight, he’d lay low, and stay by the tables in the back. Since it was early in the night, everyone was up dancing and chatting, so he sat at the table practically alone. That was until he caught a glimpse of a large figure walking up, and sitting across from him. Luigi did a double-take.
It was Bowser.
Sure the agreement had been made and a peace treaty with the kingdoms was in the works, but Luigi was still nervous by his imposing presence.
“Tired already, huh?” Luigi finally spoke, trying not to slap himself for the voice crack.
“Conversing with others I either hate or don’t know is difficult,” Bowser replied, glancing at Luigi, “which is the reason I don’t know why I’m responding to you.”
Luigi gulped a little, and pulled at his collar. He didn’t want to already upset the beast, though it was pretty hard not to upset him.
“Oh heheh yeah I get that.. I’m not that great of a talker either,” he said.
An awkward silence fell over them.
“Why are you sitting here alone? I mean I know you’re a pretty big loser, and no one probably wants to talk to you, but I thought you were dating? Surprisingly,” Bowser grumbled the last word.
“Well.. first off, ouch, second, I was dating someone, but we’re taking a break. He started to get mean, and said he didn’t like who I was and wanted me to change for him.. b-but yeah we’re just uh, taking a break-” Luigi faked a laugh when he realized he was getting too deep.
“He? Hm I thought you were with Daisy?”
“No, Daisy and I broke it off long ago before this other one, we’re still good friends though.”
“I see. He sounds like a real asshole. Even though it’s towards you,” Bowser laughed loudly, though it almost seemed forced, “not that I’m one for gossip, but, who was it? I assume it’s a royal?”
“Oh I shouldn’t drop names, it’s not that impo-”
“Who was it?” Bowser interrupted sternly, leaning in on his propped up hand on the table.
Luigi felt his heart beat out of his chest, scared he’d truly pissed him off.
“U-uh P-Prince Peasley.. s-sir-” once again, Luigi mentally slapped himself for that last word.
Luigi saw the undeniable grin creep onto Bowser’s muzzle showing a fang before quickly going back to the stern, serious face.
“I lied, I love gossip, and I fucking hate that guy,” Bowser replied in a low, whispery voice.
The low voice made him “accidentally” growl, causing a shiver to go up Luigi’s spine.
“O-oh! D-do you? Why?” Luigi scratched the back of his head just as a way to tell his body to move again because he was stiff as a board.
“Because he’s just so full of himself and posh. Every interaction I’ve had with him has been extremely annoying. In fact, why'd you even go for him?” Bowser asked.
“Well, he was really charming at first and nice and gave me flowers. He was just so sweet to me for the first few months then.. he found out about who I actually am, and second guessed our relationship..”
“Okay, I didn’t mean for you to go into a sob story, in fact, talking about him makes me sick, let’s move on,” Bowser said, puffing smoke out his nose.
Luigi furrowed his brows at Bowser. He expected him to be rude, but wow it was hard to talk to this guy. And why did he hate Peasley so much?
Truth was, hearing Luigi talk about someone else was painful. Bowser knew he liked Luigi, but everything in the universe, including his own mind, was against the idea.
“So.. are your kids with you tonight?” Luigi asked, breaking silence again.
“No, Kamek’s watching them. I knew they’d be a pain in the ass here,” Bowser chuckled a bit.
Luigi nodded, understanding how 8 kids could be a lot to handle somewhere like this. Both of them took sips from their drinks quietly.
“Luigi!” a voice called.
It was Mario. Luigi looked behind Bowser to see him standing with Peach smiling, and motioning him over. Luigi looked back at Bowser who wasn’t really paying Mario any mind.
“Heheh I guess I gotta go talk with people or something.. it was nice talking to you, though!” Luigi knew that was kind of a lie, but it wouldn’t hurt him to say something nice to Bowser.
Bowser acknowledged him with a head nod as Luigi stood up, and walked past him towards Mario and Peach.
Once out of sight, Bowser turned around to watch Luigi walk up to his brother. Mario pulled Luigi closer to their little group as if trying to protect him from something. Then they started talking. They were far enough away for Bowser not to hear, but judging by Mario’s expression, he wasn’t happy.
“Why were you talking to Bowser?” Mario asked.
He tried to sound calm, but the slightly angry and worried tone came through.
“Mario, it’s fine, he just came over there and sat down. It would’ve been awkward if no one said anything,” Luigi replied.
As if talking to Bowser wasn’t awkward as well. For many reasons. Like for one, he was rude, he’s loud, he has no filter, he gossips, he’s bossy, he’s cocky, he’s huge, he’s hot- wait what?
At that moment, Bowser walked up behind Luigi. He put a hand on his shoulder making him jump.
“Red, look, he was just talking to me. Is that such a crime? I mean come on, Peach forgave me and wants to sign a treaty with me. Is it so bad I’m talking to your brother? Not even Peach, just your brother,” Bowser said.
“Just because Peach forgave you doesn’t mean I or Luigi does,” Mario spat, grabbing Luigi away again.
Bowser huffed smoke out of his snout, and glared at him. Then looked back at Luigi. He looked.. sad. His face softened.
Luigi saw this, and looked away with a blush forming.
“I forgive him..” Luigi whispered.
“What? Why?”
Luigi looked back at Mario with his arms folded, “I mean he’s technically never hurt the princess.. or me. So I don’t really have anything to be really angry about. You were his target all the time so your anger is understandable. But I have no reason to be angry like you.”
Bowser’s posture went from rigid to relaxed and confident when hearing this.
“Yeah, Mario, see, at least greenie here doesn’t hold grudges from nearly 2 years ago,” Bowser proudly snorted smoke out.
“Yeah a grudge of kidnapping a woman, not an offense to take lightly,” Mario retorted.
“Oh whatever, I didn’t even do anything anywa-“
“Okay okay, guys, stop fighting please, this is a peace party remember? I want everyone here to be happy and calm.. please,” Peach cut in, putting an arm in front of Mario so he didn’t get in Bowser’s space any more.
Mario backed down with an eye roll, and Bowser huffed as he turned to walk away. Luigi hated how they still fought. He understood why, but god, why was Mario and him so goddamn stubborn sometimes.. more like all the time. When Mario turned around to pour a glass of wine, Luigi slipped away from him. He set off to find Bowser.
It didn’t take long considering he was huge. He spotted him on the balcony, arms folded on the railing. Luigi looked back towards Mario who was focused on Peach again, then walked outside.
“Hey,” he said as he walked up beside Bowser.
Bowser glanced down to the green brother, “hi.”
“I.. I’m sorry for my brother.. you uh. You know how it is..”
“Don’t apologize on his behalf, greenie, you don’t need to try and make him sound good. He’s not sorry for that grudge, and.. at this point, I’m fine with that. I’ve moved on, if he can’t, that’s his problem,” Bowser said.
Luigi kinda cringed at that.. ‘of course you’ve moved on, Bowser, you weren’t the victim in that..’ Luigi brushed it off, not wanting to upset him more. Plus, it was in the past, and he never brought harm to the princess herself. And even Peach forgave Bowser and wanted to sign a peace treaty with him. Luigi starts getting conflicting feelings. He should care what his older brother thinks. He was the one who got fucked up all the time by Bowser. But right now, Bowser looks so nice, and sweet in the moonlight. The things he’s saying don’t match, but, for some reason, Luigi feels he can look past it.
“Yeah.. you know, I’ve moved on, too. It’s in the past, and you’ve changed your ways. What’s the point in holding your past mistakes over your head all the time? Peach forgives you, so I think that’s what really matters in being able to put it behind us all, you know?”
Bowser perked up at this.
“You’re completely right, Luigi. You know, that’s why I like you better than your brother. You see both sides, and don’t judge without knowing everything first and can change your opinion based on seeing changes and growth. So, uh, thanks,” Bowser rubbed the back of his head awkwardly.
He wasn’t used to thanking others.
Luigi couldn’t help the way his breath got caught in his throat when he used his actual name. Something about Bowser saying his real name did something to him. He could feel the blush on his cheeks, and he tried to look anywhere else but at Bowser.
“O-of course, Bowser. Everyone deserves second chances.. So! Are you planning on doing some dancing later tonight?” Luigi smiled and did a little dance trying to lighten the mood.
Bowser chuckled at Luigi’s dorky-ness, shaking his head good naturedly, “nah, I’m not much of a dancer. Plus I got no one to dance with. I don’t really wanna embarrass myself on the dance floor alone tonight.”
Luigi smiled brightly seeing Bowser react so happily towards his attempt at cheering up, “yeah me neither, though I do have some sick dance moves!”
“Oh yeah?” Bowser smiled.
“..when I’m drunk heh,” Luigi snorted.
Bowser guffawed, “Ihihi think I’d like to see that, great entertainment in my opinion!”
Luigi giggled, and blushed harder. Oh god, he was falling for this king more and more.
The two ended up talking for another hour with them both getting increasingly a bit more drunk. But both were still in their right minds. Which is what makes what Luigi does next all the more embarrassing.
He really wanted Bowser. Like, really wanted Bowser. His mind had begun wandering, thinking about the things Bowser could do to him, how he’d feel, what he’d look like underneath his pants.
“Hm.. well, I think I’m going to call it a night, Bowser. I had a lot of fun talking to you, and getting to really know you better. Gonna go head up to my room, so, goodnight,” Luigi said.
Bowser was slightly upset that he was leaving, but it was pretty late, “goodnight, Luigi, I had a lot of fun talking to you, too. You’re really nice, and cool,” he smiled.
Time to put his plan into action. Luigi said another goodnight before turning around to walk away. But, he put his hand in his pocket, and pulled out the key to his bedroom.. He nonchalantly dropped his key on the ground, and kept walking.
Bowser heard the drop, and looked down. He bent down, picking up the key, “hey, you dropped your- key?..”
Luigi was already lost in the crowd.
Bowser sighed, and stood there for a second. He’d like to think he wasn’t stupid and thinking too much. But, what could this mean? Why did he drop his only access to his room in front of him? Surely he heard it drop? Bowser stared at the key a bit longer, then quickly began going through the crowd and towards the double doors to the main castle.
He looked around for any guards, but there were none. Probably all at the dance hall. He looked up to see Luigi. Walking up the winding staircase to the bed chambers hallway. Luigi didn’t see Bowser. Bowser watched him disappear out of sight, and waited before following slowly behind again.
Luigi made his way up the staircase, completely oblivious to Bowser standing below him. He walked to his room, smiling to himself hoping his plan would work as he opened his d-
…fuck.
Luigi knocked his head against the door to his room. ‘You gave Bowser the key to your locked room.. of course you can’t fucking open it, Luigi.’ This was not how he wanted this to go. He turned around, and sighed, rubbing his face in his hands. He could not have been more embarrassed.
He was suddenly snapped out of it by a throat clear. He looked up to see Bowser standing there, key in hand. But, Bowser was smiling. Almost, smirking.
“You dropped this, by the way,” he said, a sly grin on his face.
Luigi’s face was burning hot, “o-oh.. thanks..”
He reached out to take the key but Bowser pulled it away slightly.
“Here, let me, wouldn’t want you to have too much trouble opening your door,” he teased.
Luigi crossed his arms, and looked away to try and hide his small grin, “very funny..”
Bowser unlocked and opened Luigi’s door, “your room, sir,” he joked.
Luigi rolled his eyes, not being able to stop his smile now as he walked inside. He expected Bowser to say goodnight again, give him his key back, and close the door. Leaving Luigi to sit in his absolute embarrassment that he’ll never live down. But, Bowser walked into the room, albeit ducking down to fit through the doorway, and then closed the door. Luigi gulped, and shivered.
“Luigi.. I don’t want to read into anything.. wrong here, but.. I think you may have dropped this key on purpose,” Bowser said, his voice suddenly very smooth and low, but very clear.
There was that shiver again. Bowser already knew how to press Luigi’s buttons in all the right ways.
“I- um.. I’m not s-sure what you mean..” he tried.
Bowser chuckled, “I think we both know that, this is not about the key. It never was. I think, maybe, you just wanted to get me to follow you to your bedroom.. and you know what, it worked. And now.. I think I’d like to stay, if you don’t mind of course..~”
Luigi felt like he was about to explode. All his clothing suddenly felt very hot and uncomfortable to be in, “u-um s-sure you can stay if you like.. heh!”
“What happened, Luigi?” Bowser stepped closer, and lifted Luigi’s chin with the side of his finger, “what? Did you think you’d be so confident when I walked into your room. Thinking you’ve got me, that you’re a genius little mastermind, hm? Well, what you did, though it didn’t turn out the way you wanted, was pretty smart.. as it did get you what you wanted. Right? And now that I.. we have the chance.. I think I want to get what I’ve wanted for a very.. very long time.. would that be okay with you, Luigi?”
Luigi’s whole body froze. This was everything he’d ever wanted since they stumbled into these kingdoms. Bowser was just too stubborn and stuck in his ways that he had given up waiting for a chance.. but tonight, he had it. He tried not to combust right there. Then he remembered he still hadn’t answered Bowser.
“O-OH! Right uh.. y-yeah that’d be.. completely okay, and really cool.. I mean, nice- I mean-“
Luigi’s rambling was cut off by Bowser leaning down and kissing him. Luigi squeaked, then sighed into the kiss. When they parted, Bowser smiled, and growled lowly. This growl was calm, almost comforting sounding. Like a purr. Luigi reached up, and gently grabbed Bowser’s muzzle, rubbing the sides of it with his thumbs, stealing another kiss. This one was deeper, and more passionate. Bowser took it upon himself to pick Luigi up under his butt. Luigi wrapped his legs around Bowser’s chest as far as they would go as their lips never broke contact.
Bowser brought Luigi over to his own bed, and softly bent down to lay him on the side edge of it. They finally broke the make out kiss, and Bowser stood back up, letting his claws wander lightly down Luigi’s sides. Luigi jumped and giggled from the ticklish sensation. A moan escaped the back of his throat when Bowser’s large hands pulled his dress shirt out of his pants, and began unbuttoning it from the top to bottom.
“Wow.. I can’t believe I’ve missed such a beautiful gem.. right in front of me.. this whole time. What a fool I was to push down my desires. What I knew I needed all along,” Bowser said, leaning down to nuzzle his snout into Luigi’s neck.
Luigi leaned his head to the side to let Bowser kiss his neck. Bowser pushed his button up shirt off of his shoulders gently as Luigi pulled his arms out of the sleeves. Bowser pulled it out from under Luigi and threw it to the floor. He stood back up to admire the body he held in his large hands. His thumbs rubbed lightly over his stomach. Luigi instantly got goosebumps. He quietly gasped when Bowser leaned back down, kissing his collarbone, and down his chest. He put his hand on his red hair, combing through it gently.
“B- Bowser..” he sighed contently.
Bowser made a sound in response as he kissed lower on his chest, then lifted up a bit to run his finger on one of his nipples lightly. He noticed a scar. A long scar that went along the bottom of his chest. Luigi saw him looking, and was going to speak, but Bowser ran a gentle claw across it, making Luigi’s words catch in his throat. But it was in all the best ways.
Bowser looked him in the eyes, his face completely serious, “who would cut such perfect skin? Who hurt you, Luigi?”
Luigi blushed hard, and couldn’t help laughing a bit. Bowser blinked in confusion, but his face had softened from when he questioned about his “injury” seeing him smile.
“Nohoho one hurt me, it was a necessary surgery I had a few years back. I guess I completely forgot that you would.. uh.. see all of me..” Luigi started to feel himself clam up at this realization.
He had never been naked in front of anyone before, let alone be touched by anyone else. He suddenly felt extremely embarrassed.
“So no one hurt you?”
“No I’m fine,” Luigi tried to smile again.
“Good.. I will say it is one helluva battle scar you got. Never seen anything like it before,” Bowser smiled softly.
His face dropped when he saw Luigi squirm almost uncomfortably.
“Do you want to stop?” Bowser asked.
“W-what? No I just..”
“You seem uncomfortable and nervous. Tell me if you wanna stop, and I will,” he put a gentle hand to Luigi’s cheek.
Luigi shook his head as he leaned into the hand, “no I’m okay, Bowser. It’s just I don’t want you to.. there’s just something I need to tell you.”
Luigi hated that he was making this such a big deal, but the last time he told his partner, he rejected him saying it would be weird, and wasn’t what he wanted or expected. What if this was a way for Bowser to experiment with guys? Terrible first impression in Luigi’s opinion. He shook those self loathing thoughts from his head.
“You see.. I uh.. I don’t have the normal.. ‘down there’ that a guy has.. I’m different, and I really don’t how to say it because last time I did, he rejected me but I wasn’t even this far with that one so I hope you wouldn’t reject me in this position you know heheh and I’m rambling-” Luigi slapped his hands to his face, groaning.
“Luigi, I don’t care if ‘you’re different.’ I’m different, too. I mean come on, look at who you’re about to have sex with,” Bowser snorted, “I want you. I don’t care what you have, I need you. You are perfect in my eyes.”
Luigi bit his lip, and fought back tears.
‘Not here, Luigi, not now.’
“Th-thank you, Bowser.. that means so much..”
“Of course, I only tell the truth about you,” he chuckled, “do you wanna continue?”
Luigi nodded eagerly. He was still nervous since he never actually explained what he had, but Bowser’s assurance made him feel like it was going to be okay.
Bowser went back to what he was originally doing, kissing Luigi’s upper body. Luigi whimpered and moaned quietly, lifting his chest towards him. Now with his nerves mostly out of the way, Luigi could finally feel relaxed, and of course, horny as fuck. He had just now noticed how wet he felt when he squirmed around. He knew his boxers must be nearly soaked at this point. Was it embarrassing to him that he had been aroused since Bowser entered his bedroom? A little bit, but he couldn’t care right now.
Bowser gripped his waist, and kissed under his stomach where his belt was. Luigi shivered and tried not to giggle at the many kisses to his belly. Something Bowser picked up on a bit as he smiled against him, then blew a bit of air against him which made Luigi snicker, and jump. He chuckled at how adorable this human was before his hands met at the buckle of Luigi’s belt.
“Bet these are getting a little hot, hm?” Bowser grinned.
Luigi only nodded, his whole face and chest glowed red in the dim light of his bedside lamp.
“May I?” Bowser asked.
“P-please..” Luigi responded before he put a hand over his mouth, biting his hand a bit.
He was so fucking flustered and knew he sounded so pathetic. If Bowser started teasing him about it, that’d be the end of Luigi. Thankfully, he didn’t.
Bowser took his sweet time unbuckling the belt, pulling it out of the loops, unbuttoning and unzipping his pants, and finally sliding them down his legs where Luigi kicked them off the rest of the way.
Luigi closed his legs a bit in reflex when he saw Bowser practically staring. Before he closed them, he did see just how wet the front of his underwear was, and he whined thinking about it.
“You okay?” Bowser asked, his thumb rubbing over his thigh.
“Y-yeah just.. nervous about your reaction I guess..”
‘God get it out of your head, Luigi, he wants you, don’t fuck this up.’
“Don’t worry about that, I just want to make you feel good.~ May I?” he asked once again, his claws carefully playing with the waistband on his boxers.
Luigi shivered again, “..yes.”
Bowser slowly pulled his boxers down below his butt, and off his legs uncovering his pussy. He growled low, his boner now extremely clear through his own dress pants. He was too enthralled by Luigi right now to take care of himself, though. He did push his pants off letting his erection stand hard inside his underwear. Luigi saw this and his eyes went wide for a second.
Bowser was huge.
Bowser only chuckled at his reaction, then got to work.
His hand trailed up Luigi’s leg going to his inner thigh. Luigi slowly spread his legs out. His arousal started to overpower his nerves. Bowser rubbed slow circles on his thigh, and around his pubic bone, but not touching him where he needed. He was truly just testing the waters, making sure Luigi was okay with every touch. But to Luigi, this was extreme teasing with a touch of torture with how pent up he’d been all night. Bowser’s thumb finally gently touched and caressed Luigi’s clit. Luigi arched his back, moaning freely now.
“Does that feel good, Luigi?~” Bowser hovered over his face as he rolled his clit in slow circles.
Luigi nodded and whimpered out, “mhm..~”
He gripped the bedsheets under him as Bowser rubbed over his clit a few more times until he saw that it was perked up and hard. He experimented with his fingers trying to do a jerking off motion and this sent Luigi into a whole world of pleasure. Luigi pushed himself closer to his fingers, crying out in ecstasy.
“C-cazzo!~ Bowser.. fuck y-yes!~ More.. please!”
Bowser paused for a split second unintentionally teasing and edging Luigi.
“What’d you say?” he laughed a bit.
“U-uh.. c-cazzo?- ah fuck!~”
Bowser nodded.
“It’s f-fuck in Ital- faster!~ Italian..'' It was getting difficult for Luigi to answer since Bowser never once stopped his ministrations after that small pause before.
Luigi’s hips began to buck up as he felt his orgasm approaching. Bowser gently held him down by his hip to keep him still which prompted a frustrated whine from the man below him. Luigi was amazed at how good Bowser was at this already. He’d obviously never been with someone with a t dick before, so the way he almost immediately understood what to do when he saw that Luigi was hard and began jerking him off with his thumb and middle finger was astounding to Luigi.
“Fuck I’m- I’m gonna cum!~ Ah fuck!!~” Luigi cried out as he came, rolling his hips quickly when Bowser let him go.
Bowser was completely focused on Luigi. Everything about him. His body’s movements, and his facial expression when he came was so fucking beautiful. He committed that image to memory, and made sure to let Luigi know that.
“Fucking hell.. that was the hottest thing I’ve ever witnessed..” Bowser nuzzled his snout in Luigi’s neck, licking over it, “I never want to forget that image of you cumming from my touch. I wanna see it again, savor it, and think about it forever. Think about you forever. What a fucking angel you are, Luigi.~ I wanna fucking devour and ravish you. Mark you, and make you mine. And I have a good feeling, you wouldn’t mind any of that at all..~”
Luigi blushed even more than he thought possible. Bowser pulled him down by his legs closer to him until his clothed cock was against his pussy. Luigi moaned at the feeling and wrapped his legs around Bowser’s waist as best he could. Bowser began to slowly and gently roll his hips, groaning when his cock twitched from the heat of Luigi’s pussy. Luigi panted, and moved his hand down to help open himself up a bit more for Bowser. He started rubbing his clit slightly, but his hand was swiftly grabbed away, and his arms were pinned above his head by Bowser’s hand.
“H-huh? P-please I need to touch myself please..” he whined.
“I’ll do it for you, darling, don’t you worry. I don’t want you to cum again too soon, okay? I wanna still have some fun with you hmhm,~” Bowser replied.
He let go of his wrists, and Luigi obeyed, gripping the bedsheets again. Bowser couldn’t take the pressure in his underwear anymore, so he quickly pulled them down and kicked them aside. His cock dropped down, and it hit Luigi’s lower stomach and pussy. Luigi gulped at the size.
“Oh.. mygod- I- I mean!-”
Bowser laughed at his shock, “don’t worry, you don’t have to take it tonight. Just press your legs around it, and we’ll be golden.”
Luigi giggled nervously at the mere thought of taking his cock tonight. He had to admit it was just as arousing as it was intimidating to think about. Bowser let his cock lay against Luigi’s stomach and encouraged him to close his legs. Luigi’s thighs pressed plush against the sides of his cock, and effectively made a makeshift fleshlight for Bowser. Bowser tested this position by pulling back, and thrusting forward gently. Oh yeah, this was gonna work.
“Do you have any lube? Just to make it smoother,” Bowser asked.
Luigi shook his head.
Bowser nodded, then spit in his hand, rubbing it over his cock. He got back into position but made sure his cock was right against Luigi’s pussy. When he thrusted forwards this time, Luigi gasped and moaned at his clit being rubbed by the underside of the dick going between his thighs.
Bowser smiled at his reaction, and continued rolling his hips. Luigi’s legs squeezed when his cock went over his clit which made the sensations for Bowser all the better. Bowser moaned low, placing Luigi’s legs on his shoulder a bit to lean up and overt to kiss his body. His tongue swirled on his right nipple making Luigi keen up and whine. His hips bucked occasionally when Bowser got faster. His muzzle went into Luigi’s neck again, kissing and licking it. But this time, he poked his delicate skin with a fang. Luigi squeaked, but tilted his head the other way even more, showing that he wasn’t hurt and wanted more.
“Fuck.. I wanna mark you. Make you mine.. not just for tonight, but forever. I- I’ve held back on truly biting you and scenting you but, fuck.. you’re so fucking good, darling. Mm- ah~ m-may I?” Bowser let out some whimpers mixed with deep moans.
Luigi enjoyed hearing those whimpers so close to his ear, it was something he’d never heard from Bowser. It sounded so sweet, so.. submissive. He wanted to hear it forever.
“I-if you scent me, is that you c-claiming me as yours?” Luigi asked.
“Yeesss..” Bowser drew out as he felt his orgasm coming, “you will be my mate, no matter what. Even if you go off for someone else, you’ll always have that scent of me on you, that bond will n-never break. Please..~”
Holy fuck, this was absolutely everything the Italian wanted and more. Something in him flipped like a switch, and he let Bowser completely own him already.
“Y-Yes! Fuck! Mark me, claim me, master!~ Please!” Luigi whined loudly. He slapped a hand over his mouth when he realized he called him that, but there was no time to apologize or be nervous about it.
Bowser growled loud at this, thrusting his cock faster before very gently (as hard as it was in this slightly feral state) biting down on the soft surface of Luigi’s neck, only hard enough to draw blood which with Bowser’s massive maw was like holding back a brick house.
Luigi cried out at the pain, but never made a move to get away. He stayed as still as he could even though he was being pushed to his limit between his legs, and knew he was gonna cum soon. Bowser licked over the wound softly, taking in the sweet scent of his new mate and a hint of blood. This pushed him over the edge as he thrusted his hips to be right against Luigi’s ass and came hard.
A few more spent thrusts against Luigi’s clit along with everything else made him cum right after. He squirted on Bowser’s cock as tears filled his eyes and he rode out his high with him. His new love. His new mate. It was so overwhelming.
Both laid there panting for a minute until Bowser got the strength to lift himself up. He slid his cock out from between Luigi’s thighs, both moaning at the feeling. Luigi slowly put his legs down, smiling at Bowser. Bowser laid his head gently on Luigi’s stomach while Luigi combed through his hair listening to him purr. It was such a different sound from Bowser, and he absolutely adored it.
“That was.. amazing. You’re so fucking gorgeous, Luigi. I can’t believe I’ve pushed my feelings for you down for so long.. how stupid I was,” Bowser sighed, kissing Luigi sweetly, “that stupid prince was such a fucking fool to reject such a wonderful man.. but now, I have you.. and you’re mine. You’re my mate, and I will never let you go.”
Luigi giggled from his giddy feelings at everything happening right now. He rolled his eyes a bit at the indirect mention of Peasley but his heart continued to swell from Bowser’s loving and possessive words. This had to be a dream. If it was, he would beg to not be woken up. But he doesn’t have to, this is real.
Bowser is his.
And he is never letting him go either.
Was it too soon to say I love yo-
“I love you, Luigi.~”
Oh..
Well.. fuck it.
“I love you so much, too, Bowser.~”
The two of them stayed cuddled together despite Bowser still standing up. He didn’t know how to cuddle Luigi properly on the bed considering his size, he didn’t want to break his bed.
“So.. how do you plan for me to hold you? I don’t want to leave you but I can’t exactly get on your bed,” Bowser giggled.
“Hmm.. I could put my blanket on the floor, it’s very thick and squishy,” Luigi said.
Bowser agreed, and stood up letting Luigi stretch out and slide off the bed as well. They both grabbed the blanket and sheet off his bed, folded it once, and laid it on the ground. Bowser sat down on the blanket, and pulled Luigi down into his lap, then laid down with Luigi resting his head on his chest. Both let out a content sigh as Luigi curled up on his plastron.
This couldn’t have been a more perfect night.
The next morning; early morning, Bowser got dressed again, and attempted to leave through Luigi’s window but he was too big and the drop would be risky. Since it was very early morning, he decided to try and just leave through the castle gates. The guards at the front doors were asleep, and there was no one outside. Bowser quickly kissed Luigi goodbye, and booked it out of there as normally as he could seem.
Luigi ran back to his room, and took a shower. He really hoped Bowser hadn’t gotten caught.
He had.
This is gonna be a helluva conversation with Mario..