June 2024 R18 scene: Lars x Axel.

WARNING: this post contains R18 (image + text).

Characters: Lars x Axel (Wild Beast Forest House).

Canon? Yes. This story takes place during chapter 19.

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At first, Lars hadn't liked the idea of going to visit Ragnar at all. It had been 9 years since they had seen him and Lars wished it was a century. To think that he had once thought of Ragnar as a brother turned his stomach. Why did they have to go see him now? So that Ragnar could show them his disgusting new pet?

Axel had insisted that he wanted to go, that he had moved on and wanted to brag about their love in front of Ragnar. He couldn't help but feel happy that Axel wanted to show off what he had with him, but he was still very uneasy about everything else.

However, the visit wasn't being unpleasant at all. On the one hand, Axel was as he always was, there had been no significant change after his first encounter with Ragnar at the entrance to Wild Beast. That night they had made love in their room and Axel had screamed his name like never before as he repeated "I'm yours" between moans. All was well. On the other hand, the next day he had gotten to know Skye, the receptionist, and Ethan, who seemed to be the gardener, a little better. Lars had never been interested in having friends (what for? Axel was more than enough), but Ethan had caught his attention with the strawberry thing and he'd had a great time with them. Were people usually this nice? Or were these two special? Whatever, Lars wanted to spend more time with them and make them a part of his life. He was going to introduce them to Axel and he was sure he was going to love them, especially since Axel always encouraged him to meet people and he was probably going to be proud that he had finally done so, and more so with such nice ones.

But when he got the chance to introduce them, something was wrong. Axel was crying. Skye, Ethan, strawberries, and any other thoughts he might have had disappeared from Lars' mind as he closed the distance at a rapid pace between him and his beloved.

Why was he crying, who had hurt him? He didn't need an answer, he already knew. It had been Ragnar.

Axel took him by the hand without saying anything and Lars walked with him even though he only wanted to hug him. If Axel needed time to tell him what had happened, or even if he never told him, Lars would be there for him anyway. Always.

They came to a bench and his partner had him sit down and then straddled him, towering over him.

"Make love to me here," he told him, and Lars's heart skipped a beat. Before he could even react, Axel was kissing him. His lips were always sweet and warm, and Lars loved to caress them with his own.

Axel got down on his knees in front of him, pushing his legs apart.

"Are you concerned someone will see us? I don't mind, let them see."

Lars' heart raced and he couldn't help but smile as Axel unzipped his tight suit to reveal his cock and take it into his mouth. If Axel didn't mind being seen, neither did he. He found it perfect for everyone to see that Axel was his, for everyone to know that only he could receive pleasure from his mouth and only he could access his body in as many ways as he wanted.

Lars arched his head as Axel's tongue explored him and insisted where he knew he liked it best. God, he was so good at it... But Lars wasn't going to cum so soon. If Axel wanted sex, Lars was going to give it to him.

As if he'd heard his thoughts, Axel stood up and got back over his lap.

"Make me scream. Show them how much you love me."

Oh, that was a challenge he was more than willing to meet.

Lars reached for Axel's head with his hand and pulled him in for a deep kiss, exploring his mouth with his tongue and making him moan in anticipation. They both breathed heavily against each other's lips as the kissing continued and Lars unbuttoned Axel's pants. Holding him by the buttocks, Lars laid him down on the bench without stopping kissing him and proceeded to remove his high boots so he could finish undressing him from the waist down. He stopped the kissing and took a moment to take the sight in. Axel lay bare-legged on the bench, completely exposed except for the long sweater that helped cover his bulging genitals slightly.

"Lars... Lars, please..."

Lars loved it when Axel begged. He was beautiful and he was his. His alone. Ragnar had had his chance and wasted it, and now he was the only one entitled to this vision that was driving him crazy.

Lars pulled his member closer to Axel's, pushing the annoying cloth aside, and rubbed himself against it, holding them both in his huge hand.

"Nh... My love..."

Lars motioned for him to turn around on the bench, and Axel obeyed without complaint.

"Yes, come on..."

Holding his hips with both hands, Lars proceeded to insert the tip of his member from behind, causing Axel to arch his back and clench his fists against the wood.

"Don't make me suffer anymore... I want you inside..."

Lars pushed, shoving it all the way in as Axel had asked, but he didn't move any further. He wanted to play with him, wanted him to beg for more. He was his and Lars wanted to feel like he owned him. Besides he knew how much Axel liked it when he showed his alpha side.

"Ah... More, my love... Please... Please..."

"Roger," Lars thought, and proceeded to comply with what was demanded of him. The pace didn't exactly start out slow, but neither was it frantic. First and foremost, Lars wanted to make sure he wasn't hurting him.

They were both on their knees on the ground, with Axel's half of his body on the bench as Lars thrust into him with rhythmic hip movements.

"Ah... Ah..."

Lars grabbed his neck from behind, holding him steady so he could fuck him deeper. He liked making love like this, dominating his partner. Axel had absolute control over him in every aspect of his life, a control he had willingly surrendered. But during sex, Lars liked to feel that Axel was at his mercy, that he was an innocent, helpless little wolf ready for him to take at his whim.

"Aah... You're perfect, Lars..."

He knew Axel liked it that way, too. Over the years they had developed a dynamic that turned them both on and they were both comfortable with.

Lars smiled and pinned Axel's head down, holding him against the wood hard enough that he couldn't move, but gently so as not to hurt him. He picked up the pace. Now he was really going to cum and he was going to do so inside Axel to mark him.

"He's mine, Ragnar. Look at me. Look at us while I make him shudder in pleasure," he thought, and though he hated the other wolf sneaking into his thoughts while he was having such an intimate moment with the love of his life, something in that thought made him climax, unloading all his essence inside his mate as he let out a choked growl and jerked Axel off with his free hand to make him come as well.

He felt Axel trembling, shuddering with pleasure and reaching his own orgasm as his moans echoed through the trees, beautiful and lascivious.

"Lars...! Aah... Yes...!"

Axel unloaded his seed between Lars' fingers, though some of it went into the bench. Lars let go to clean himself up and Axel lay there for a while longer, catching his breath in exhaustion.

Finally he turned his head to look at Lars with a smile, not moving the rest of his body from where he had held it firmly just a moment ago.

"My beautiful, perfect lover," he told him, and Lars felt their roles quickly swap. Axel had control over him again now, and his every word shaped his world. He liked it that way.

Lars sat on the floor next to the bench and wiped his fingers clean with his tongue as Axel watched him with rosy cheeks.

"I love you, Lars."

Lars' heart filled with warmth and he rested his head on the bench next to Axel's, looking at him tenderly.

"And I also want to apologize to you," Axel continued. Lars blinked, not understanding what he was referring to, but listened attentively.

"I haven't been myself since I got here... I thought I was over it, you know? What happened with Ragnar..." he paused and Lars felt his heart shrink in his chest.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't love him anymore. You've filled that spot and nobody's taking it from you," he continued, sketching a sad little smile. Lars' heart pounded again.

"But it's like an unfinished book. I feel like he hurt me and then got away with it. Now he's happy here, with his big house, his big family and his little pet. It doesn't seem fair."

Axel rolled over, lying on the bench as he looked up at the sky. "It's not fair that he never paid for what he did. It's not fair that he gets to rebuild his life while I'll always have this open wound in my heart."

Lars put his palm to his chest, looking at him with understanding and regret. He should have killed Ragnar nine years ago, only then would he have spared Axel all that suffering. He hadn't been able to do it then, but this time he wouldn't hesitate again. If Axel needed Ragnar to die to be happy, Lars would strangle him with his bare hands.

Lars nodded and Axel returned a soft, tired smile.

"I knew you would understand, my love," he said as he took his hand to kiss his knuckles. "You're the only one who always understands me... What must I have done to deserve someone as good as you?"

Axel closed his eyes and breathed calmly as he drifted off to sleep without letting go of Lars' hand. He stayed there by his side, their fingers intertwined and never wanting to let go.

He was the love of his life and he was going to do justice for him, whatever it took.

In the distance, the clock in Ragnar's office kept naively counting down the seconds until, that very night, it was consumed by the flames of vengeance of those two wild and destructive souls.

Time at Wild Beast stopped forever.

THE END.

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I hope this helped you understand how Lars' mind works a little. It's not that Axel is using him, it's that Axel is not right in the head and Lars is so obsessed with him that instead of helping him move on and be a better person, he just wants to give him "the immediate prize" to erase his sadness. Like a father who spoils his son instead of educating him? I think they are both guilty in their own way, and from my point of view, they are both responsible for their actions and bad decisions and neither is a victim of anything.

I have to admit that I find them horrible people and at the same time I like them a lot (laughs). I like them as the fictional characters they are. It's fun to write a relationship that can be a mix of beautiful and toxic.