He could feel that he was close, the weight on his tongue and the taste of Cyrus leaking free. Pan was so wrapped up in this he didn't notice the change in body language until his little 'treat' was stolen from him, face painted white only for words to be tossed at him that only left the lust-driven blonde confused. Swallowing what filled his mouth, his thumb swiped at the mess on his cheek, licking it clean as the nude 'King of the Island' stood before the silver-haired beast of a man he let touch him in ways he'd never allowed anyone else to. "What the hell are you talking about?" huffed as hands grabbed bare hips to press warm bodies together, hands that slid along a bare chest onto to tug Cyrus from the door and shove him onto the bed. "The only 'trophy' I need, is you on this bed, got it?" a sly grin winding onto the blonde's features as he climbed on top of Cyrus. Legs straddled his waist, hands caressing a smooth stomach and chest. "Think you can handle that,<i>babe</i>," he mused, taunting the other as hips rolled slowly. He was teasing, pushing Cyrus to pay attention to him and not whatever the hell else was on his mind at the moment. Lord knew Pan's attention was solely focused here and not on the fact that the girl he'd sent the shadow to retrieve -- costing him two whole Lost Boys just to persuade the damn thing -- was missing.<br/><br/>If Pan knew what Ecko had done, he'd be the first one into that forest, leading the Lost Boy's in a search to find her. As it stood, he was blissfully unaware, and currently uncaring to her whereabouts. Sure, Ecko could be a petty jealous little thing, but she wasn't stupid and she wasn't going to put Tori in harms way, at least not fatally harmful. She wasn't stupid and no one on this island purposefully incurred the wrath of the blonde island leader. It was never a pretty sight when and if it occurred, the perpetrator often missing in the coming days without a word spoken on the matter in the days to come. Pan was a man one did not want to cross....not if they valued their life that is.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center">-----​</div><br/>Heat filled the room, Pan left with a smile on his face as a soft chuckle left him. His body was humming with the afterglow of a euphoric end, head lolling to the side to peer at the fiery eyed man that joined him beneath his sheets. Cyrus was one of the only one's to ever see this side of the blonde, a more human side, a more tangible side. Rolling to the side arms looped around the boy's neck as lips sought the other's. Their touch was soft, melting into the warmth of the fading lust that had burned so brightly between them. Cyrus tasted sweet, tongue licking into the boy's mouth to taste him a few last times before their time would truly be up.