Chocolate and Wings

For Clarissa Frey on FFNet - Marcus, Emmett, Harry and chocolate...what more could we want?

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Emmett grumbled to himself as he stood at the buffet table in the grand hall of the manor. All around him people, dressed in costumes of varying styles, danced, laughed and generally had fun. Dressed in a black cat costume, complete with moveable fluffy tail, Emmett glared unhappily at all the smiling people. Sometimes he really hated the world. What right did everyone have to be happy when he was so miserable? As he stared at the dance floor, he saw Rosalie, his beautiful...nothing. She wasn’t his anything anymore. Stupid Edward just had to introduce her to one of his magical friends and all of a sudden she has everything she had ever wanted out of life available to her. The social circles she had grown up in were open to her again, the people, the balls, the wealth, the glorious house wives of the wizarding world, she could have it all and the only thing holding her back was him, and she fixed that quickly...and publically.

“Fucking Edward. Fucking Rosalie. Fucking Happy People,” he grumbled to himself.

“Cheers to Fucking Happy People,” was the response of a gravelly voice slightly behind him. Emmett spun around to come face to face with a heavily muscled young man, dressed in black pants which clung like a second skin, his chest covered by chains and huge black wings which seemed to be naturally growing out of his back. The man reached past him to grab another drink from the table and Emmett couldn’t help but stare at the rippling expanse of muscle.

“See something you like,” the angel-man asked with a voice heavy with sarcasm.

Emmett nodded before he really registered what he was asked. He froze as the man laughed and looked him up and down.

“Not often you see a cat this big,” both men grinned before looking out at the dance floor. In eerie unison they both scowled and turned back to the table.

“Stupid People,” was reiterated by Emmett, “Emmett by the way”.

“Marcus,” the man, Marcus, then knocked back yet another drink and swayed slightly on his feet, clearly already more than half-ways to being drunk despite it being relatively early in the evening.

“What’s got you pissed, apart from the alcohol that is,” Emmett asked as Marcus appeared to contemplate drowning himself in the alcohol laid out on the table.

“Boyfriend. Stupid Prick. Don’t wanna be here. But, noooo, he said if he was being forced to come then I had to as well. And the bloody costume, I don’t even know what I’m meant to be. Then they pulled him off, goddess knows where, before I could even cop a feel or find out what time we were leaving. You?”

“Wife decided to dump me last night, but the family decided I still had to come to this stupid party. Fuckers. What the hell do they care about appearances for, we’re bloody vampires, everyone else will be dead soon enough. Then she’ll come crawling back and they’ll expect me to accept her. Bitch.”

The two men continued to stand at the table consuming copious amounts of alcohol until they were completely inebriated. They descended into manly giggles again as Marcus transferred the chocolate they had been watching melt on his skin onto Emmett’s hand where they watched it solidify again due to the coldness of his body.

“Do you reckon it would melt on my body in other places?” Marcus questioned Emmett with a leer on his face. A startled laugh escaped Emmett before he paused to contemplate.

“Wanna check?”

After asking, Emmett grabbed Marcus into a brutal kiss, the chocolate in his hand being smeared across Marcus’ thigh where Emmett grabbed him. Emmett pulled back slightly to get Marcus’ response which came in the form of a quick nod. As Emmett reached to gather more chunks of chocolate Marcus headed towards the door and, unnoticed to Emmett bowed his head to another young man on the dance floor. As Emmett caught up with Marcus outside the door he had the presence of mind to ask, “Boyfriend?”

“He did say have fun,” was Marcus’ quick reply before he pulled Emmett down the stairs and eventually into an abandoned room in the lowest level of the manor. As the door swung shut behind them Emmett dumped the chocolate on the ground and swung around to pull Marcus into a deep kiss, pulling him up by the thighs until his legs were nestled around Emmett’s waist, before he lowered the two of them to the ground. Quickly discarding the chains that hung around Marcus’ chest and pulling off his tight pants and boots Emmett began taking off his own top before his hands were shoved out of the way and the top was shredded from his body impatiently by Marcus. Emmett pulled the chocolate towards them before turning his attention back to Marcus.

As he lay on the stone floor, Marcus thanked all the deities his boyfriend worshipped for giving his lover the idea of dressing him up with wings. The massive wings cushioned him, and despite damning them to Hades when he first saw his costume he was thankful for them now as his partner ran a feather over his quivering thighs.

Emmett abandoned the feather and leant down, grabbed and then rubbed one of the chocolate bars along Marcus' skin waiting for it to heat up on his hot flesh. He could see the shivers running through the body beneath him as his icy flesh pressed on the body and provided a startling contrast to the chocolate and heat of Marcus' own body. Emmett began to lick up Marcus' muscle riddled body, beginning with his toes, sucking the chocolate off them and imitating with his tongue what he planned to do to other parts of Marcus. Next he nibbled, sucked and licked his way up the calves, both front and back and then moved up Marcus' thighs all the while spreading the chocolate further with his hands. Marcus left his legs drop open further as Emmett nibbled along the junction where thigh joined hip, and it was all he could do not to moan wantonly.

Emmett seemed to know what he was doing and in punishment for holding back the moan, he moved his mouth away from Marcus’ groin and up to his neck where he began sucking on his jugular, mixing the chocolate with the heady scent of blood beating under his skin. Slowly he moved down the pliant body beneath him, rubbing himself up against the firm muscles, and licked at the chocolate covered chest. Chocolate dribbled out of Emmett's mouth as he sucked on the peaked nipples of his partner, pulling one into his mouth and swirling it around before devotedly moving onto the next.

This time Marcus could not hold in the guttural moan as he arched his body to rub against Emmett’s hard shaft and began to pant harshly as Emmett moved his way further down before finally engulfing his leaking shaft in his frigidly cold mouth. The extreme contrast in temperature nearly pushed Marcus over the edge as adrenaline pumped in his body raising his temperature and Emmett's cold vampiric temperature caused Marcus' tightly wound control to shatter as he grabbed Emmett's head and began thrusting fast into the cold cavern, already he was dreaming about thrusting into a different cavern to see just how cold that one would be.

Marcus finally lost his control and erupted when Emmett dragged his finger-tips along the inside of Marcus' thighs and over his perineum causing his hips to arch. Marcus lay panting, cocooned by his wings, as he felt Emmett trailing his fingers along his perineum as he sucked the last of Marcus' cum from him. It was only when Emmett's fingers began to circle his anus that he regained strength and surged upwards whilst flipping their bodies until Emmett was underneath him with a strange look on his face, a combination of startled, dazed and lustful.

"My turn now" Marcus growled in a deep voice and proceeded to drag the last vestiges of Emmett's costume off his body. Marcus' giant wings were draped over the two of them covering their bodies from the sight of anyone who should enter the room and engulfing them in darkness.

As Marcus removed the lower part of Emmett's costume he came in contact with the tail and proceeded to tear it from the rest of the costume for later use. He attached his mouth to Emmett's as he scraped his nails across his thighs forcing them apart and then settling his body between them. He could taste the chocolate in Emmett's mouth and it gave him the idea for how he could proceed. He sucked one of his own fingers into his mouth and covered it in spit before moving it down to Emmett's entrance, circling the pucker before pressing his finger inside and searching for the nub that he knew would drive Emmett mad.

Marcus trailed kisses and licks down Emmett's chest and the unoccupied hand began scooping chocolate into the centre of Emmett's body. Marcus latched onto Emmett's nipple as he pressed another finger inside him and then reached towards the tail with the chocolate coated hand. He ran his hand up and down the tail in a mimic of what he wished to do to himself before bringing it to Emmett's entrance and then distracting him by bitting down on the nipple at the same time he pressed the chocolate covered tail inside him next to his fingers.

The yelp of shock that emerged from Emmett echoed throughout the room and he shifted his body as he attempted to see what Marcus was doing and what was just put inside of him. His actions were stopped by Marcus moving his head until he could suck on his neck, as if attempting to leave a permanent mark.

As one hand moved the tail in and out of Emmett the other hand continued to stretch him open. Marcus alternated between his fingers and the tail jabbing Emmett’s prostrate in a disjointed rhythm as he focused on making his entrance into Emmett’s body as painless as possible without losing the tightness he could feel around his fingers.

Emmett was in a state of bliss, what Marcus was doing to his body was unlike anything he had ever felt before. Teeth scraped against his jugular, a mouth drifted down to suck on his nipples, as a constant friction was on his cock where it lay pressed against the muscled body on top of him, whilst fingers and a fluffy tail did wicked things to his insides until he was unable to hold still and began thrashing his head back and forth as his mouth spewed forth swears, moans and begs for more...harder...faster...right there...again...again.

His pleas were answered quickly as Marcus pulled his fingers from the body beneath him and scooped up the chocolate that he had pooled in the centre of Emmett’s body as his other hand continued to thrust the tail deeper and deeper into Emmett’s body. He began to slick himself up with the chocolate which Emmett had earlier melted on his, Marcus’, body. The substance felt cool and thick on his cock after having been left to sit on Emmett’s freezing skin. With cool movements, Marcus wrenched the slim tail from Emmett before shoving his throbbing cock into the tight...so tight... pulsing and greedy hole.

Stars exploded behind both their eyes at the feeling. Emmett arched as Marcus’ thick and long cock stabbed into his prostrate and filled him in a way that the tail and fingers had not been able to. He could feel Marcus’ pulse inside him, as the throbbing cock was clenched by his muscles and Marcus stopped moving. It took all of Marcus’ will not to explode then and there as he stilled inside Emmett, waiting for him to become use to the intrusion before he would begin to thrust. He was immensely thankful that he had cum already or the fun would have been over before it really began.

Emmett squeezed his impossibly tight channel and Marcus took it as a signal that he could finally move...and move he did. Pushing Emmett’s legs up until they were relatively flat against his body, knees near Emmett’s head, Marcus held him in place by the thighs, then reared back, dragging his cock against the walls of the tight passage until only his head was still inside before thrusting all the way in again, the thrust made all the faster by the heavy wings on Marcus’ back whose weight helped propel him into the depths of the man trapped below him. Again and again and again he thrust in and out, hitting the nub inside of Emmett with startling precision, causing Emmett to lose all sense of reality as he let his body do his thinking for him and succumbed to the pleasure coursing through him. The only sound in the room was the harsh pants, moans and squelching of the chocolate as it heated as their bodies slid against each other and it oozed out of Emmett’s entrance.

When finally they reached the height of pleasure and careened over the edge into orgasm, Emmett arched his body and let loose a scream clenching around Marcus even tighter than he had thought possible. He was left moaning and whimpering as his battered prostrate was hit time and again as Marcus thrust faster as he approached his own orgasm. A long, low moan was all the warning Marcus gave before he was releasing inside of Emmett, his hot come shooting into Emmett’s prostrate causing him to gasp, startled by the new feeling. Marcus leant forward and bit into Emmett’s neck as he released his grip on Emmett’s thighs and allowed his legs to drop down beside his own, refusing to leave the tight depths so soon.

A quite clapping roused them from their post orgasmic lethargy. Marcus twisted his head to look over his shoulder, Emmett being blocked from view by the giant wings, rumpled but still attached to Emmett’s back, and saw his lover standing behind him, looking highly amused as Marcus attempted to regain his bearings as Emmett’s channel flexed around him as the man below attempted to see who was in the room with them.

“Have fun?” the question was asked with complete seriousness, though Marcus could see the flicker of wicked delight and lust in the vibrant green eyes that stared at the pair entangled together on the floor.

“It was orgasmic,” his response earned a light laugh from the man standing at the door, though he felt Emmett’s entire body tense below him. Marcus turned back to look at Emmett and shifted his lower body in order to push his reawakening cock further into his body. Soft footsteps sounded as Marcus’ long-term lover walked over to them, Emmett’s view of the man still blocked by the wings, though he could hear a steady heart-beat and the rustling of clothes as the other person came closer before stopping just behind Marcus.

“So you must be Emmett,” the deep male voice growled out, before continuing in a sardonic tone, “Your lovely...Rosalie...was looking for you earlier. Said I might recognise you by the tail when I volunteered to find you as I searched for my own wayward boyfriend.”

More rustling was heard before a face finally came into view as the man peered down at Emmett over Marcus’ shoulder. Green eyes were set in a pale face surrounded by a cascade of midnight-black hair. Emmett saw a flash of gleaming white teeth as the man latched his mouth onto Marcus’ neck, sucking just below his chin as the eyes continued to peer down at Emmett and Marcus began to lightly thrust.

An involuntary moan slipped between Emmett’s lips at one particular thrust and the green-eyed man threw back his head and left out a gruff laugh. The face disappeared from Emmett’s view for a moment as a final rustling was heard and a wave of dark and strong power washed over the room causing Marcus’ pupils to dilate and his thrusts to become stronger and faster. A hand appeared on Marcus’ shoulder and the green-eyed man sent a devilish smirk at Emmett before he pulled on Marcus and flipped the pair so Marcus was on the bottom and once again cocooned by his wings, yet his thrusts continued at a slower pace.

Emmett received his first full look at the green eyed man. He felt himself lose his unneeded breath and his eyes dilate as he took in the sight of the strong muscles on the naked lithe frame, scars ran across the pale skin in every direction accompanied by tattoos in the form of runes and what he thought may have been a tale wrapped around a strong, muscled thigh. He felt his cock thicken as he stared and from the wicked grin that flashed across the mans face he must have seen it as well.

“Such ingenuity,” the man declared as he picked up the discarded tail and ran his fingers along the chocolate that still coated it. “Your idea Marcus?” he asked as he moved behind Marcus’ head, so he was sitting across from Emmett who was still being thrust into.

The only response was a moan as Marcus was driven to new heights of pleasure at the sound of his lovers’ voice. Calloused fingers ran along Marcus’ face and he looked up, dazed, to see his lover stretch over him, his cock and balls, covered in the spattering of black hairs that led up to his snail trail, dangled over Marcus’ face though they did nothing to obscure his view of his lover hooking an arm around Emmett’s neck and dragging him into a fierce kiss, full of tongue and teeth. Emmett felt Marcus’ fingers run across his stomach as, for the first time since the green eyed man had entered the room, he stopped thrusting.

“My name is Harry,” came the whispered remark when the two men separated.

The green eyed man suddenly gasped and arched and Emmett peered around him to see Marcus moving two chocolate coated fingers in and out of the man leaning across him. A frown fastened itself to Marcus’ face as he realised that the chocolate would not be enough lubricant for his beloved, a solution quickly occurred to him when he felt Emmett move whilst still lodged on top of him. Quickly his fingers descended until the pushed into Emmett alongside his own cock and scooped up a combination of cum and chocolate.

Emmett shuddered as he felt the fingers leave his body and he watched them disappear back into Harry. As he felt cum and chocolate drip out of his body after Marcus removed his fingers he instinctively tightened his muscles to block the trickle. The pressure this caused on Marcus’ cock caused the man to jab three fingers into Harry without warning, resulting in a high-pitched moan and yelp to escape, before Harry began to thrust backwards onto the fingers. Emmett’s eyes flickered to the door in fear of someone else entering and seeing, he knew Rosalie was itching for a fight these days.

“You can scream as loud as you want now, no one will hear you,” Harry told him, as if sensing his fear, before he drew him back into a kiss and lifted his body off of Marcus’ fingers. As Harry pulled back from the kiss in order to get some air, Marcus began thrusting into Emmett’s body again. Harry watched them with glazed eyes, before he slid on top Marcus’ body and shimmied down towards Emmett, his back pressed to Marcus’ chest, his head resting near Marcus’. Harry spread his legs to either side of Emmett’s waist before he thrust himself onto Emmett’s long neglected cock and both men threw their heads back and released loud groans of pleasure.

Emmett didn’t dare to move yet, in case he hurt Harry, and even Marcus stopped all movement as both men stared at the man lodged between them. Harry stretched an arm out until he found the hand belonging to Marcus that had been inside him and he began sucking on the fingers still covered in the cum and chocolate mixture. Emmett knew as he watched Harry that he would have long passed out if he were not a vampire. As Harry stared into his eyes and sucked another finger into his mouth, he clenched his incredibly tight channel around Emmett and bucked his hips upwards to prompt him to start thrusting. Not one to argue, Emmett did so immediately and felt Marcus begin to thrust hard and heavy into him as well.

Marcus’ other hand dragged Emmett’s head down into a kiss and changed the angle at which they both thrust into the bodies they were lodged in. A moan interrupted them and they saw Harry staring at them with wide eyes as his own hands drifted down to Emmett’s arse and gripped his cheeks tightly, pulling Emmett further into him with every thrust and brushing against Marcus’ cock as it pushed in and out of Emmett, as he still sucked on Marcus’ fingers, this time lapping at them with his tongue like a kitten does to milk. A husky groan was released by Marcus as he stared at Harry before pressing his lips close to his ear.

“Gods I love you,” he groaned as he looked at Harry with awe filled eyes.

Harry simply grinned and pressed a quick kiss to his lips before turning back to Emmett and pulling him into another kiss. The tempo of thrusts quickly picked up and Marcus began running the hand, which had pulled Emmett to him, up and down Harry’s cock until finally he arched and yelled, his muscles clamping down and an expression of such ecstasy crossing his face that both Marcus and Emmett immediately lost all control and thrust deep into the caverns encasing them, one hot and the other cold, before releasing. Emmett collapsed on top of Marcus, Harry pressed between them, but made sure to twist his body to keep from crushing them. As the three men panted and recovered, a smug grin crossed Harry’s face before he licked the cheeks of both men.

“I told you this party wouldn’t be a waste of time,” the statement caused puffs of laughter to escape the other two men.

The trio lay in silence still connected before finally Harry pushed at Emmett to get off. As Emmett rolled away he couldn’t help but feel disappointed that this was at an end and insanely jealous of the couple he had just spent time with. He didn’t want to leave, though he knew he really should. As he began to look around to see if any of his costume had survived he was distracted by Harry standing and stretching, as he turned in search of something on the ground Emmett caught a glimpse of a giant wolf tattooed across Harry’s back, appearing as if it was about to pounce. He was startled by Harry reaching out and pulling him flush with his body, the likeness between the actions of a wolf and Harry was astonishing when he let out a deep growl and bit Emmett’s neck as they stood over Marcus, who still laid spread out on the ground watching them with lustful eyes.

“Now it’s my turn,” Harry growled into his ear. Emmett let go of all questions and thoughts as he was pulled into another round of animalistic sex with the two dark haired wizards, things were finally starting to look up for Emmett, maybe this would go for longer than one night. At least then he wouldn’t be issued pitying looks when the family learnt of his split with Rosalie. A bite was issued to his shoulder and Marcus’ smirk clearly showed he was going to pay for zoning out when Harry was in charge. As he followed the line of sight of Marcus’ dilated eyes he saw the chains originally part of Marcus’ costume held in Harry’s hand. Oh well it would no doubt be fun.