Angelic

Alasdair 'Dair' Bishop || 26 || Nephilim - Diligence || Slave at Krovs Castle - Unclaimed

[loveallthegays]

Tanner Buchanan by Mekhi Turner

[raidenproulx]

Raiden woke up hard and horny. Heat did affect him. It didn't make him crazy as some, but he has his urges and he had receptacles for them now. The tribrid didn't bother to put anything on as he left this bed and moved to the room he allowed his newest slave to occupy. There was a door on frame. That was taken care of when the councilman kicked the thing open with more force than required shattering the door and cracking the frame. If Alasdair had been sleeping he was surely awakened by the ruckus Raiden just caused.

The tribrid came in like the monster he was looming over the bed and grabbed his slave by the neck pushing him back on the bed while he came over his smaller form hooking his legs on his larger thighs. "Going to enjoy slitting you in two." He smirked mirthfully down at his slave.

@alasdairxbishop

[alasdairxbishop]

Despite having spent most of his time on edge and fearing for his life since Raiden had claimed him, Alasdair slept pretty soundly in his room, laid flat out on his stomach on the bed. His peace and quiet was quickly ruined when Raiden kicked his door down, the loud bang and splintering of wood making him turn over and sit up straight, eyes wide as he looked at his master.

"What the fuck--" he cursed loudly, his speech cut off as Raiden moved over him, grabbing him by the neck to force him back down onto the bed. His heart was pounding in his chest as his legs were forcefully spread apart by the councilman's strong thighs. Alasdair opened his mouth briefly to try and speak, but not even a protest managed to slip past his lips. Instead, he swallowed thickly beneath Raiden's grip on his throat.

[daniellarusso]

Tanner Buchanan as Robert “Robby” Keene in Cobra Kai S6PT3

[evclex]

The bell in his shop rang and Eirik hardly looked up. "If you're here to make a request, there's a form on the counter. If not, feel free to look around. Careful with the charms, they truly work and I would hate for you to not know what you're touching." He murmured as he jotted down some notes while looking through one of his archives. When he finally did look up to see someone standing there, he nodded. "Unless you need me personally?"

@krovscastlestarters

[alasdairxbishop]

Unsure as to how he'd managed to get some time to himself, Alasdair was making the most of it as he looked around the little shops. He knew it was only a matter of time before Raiden came to take him back, especially since he knew his collar was a tracker, but it was refreshing to actually look at something other than Raiden's suite or the pole he was supposed to dance around to make money. Dair still hadn't really got the hang of that shit, but he tried his best. The nephilim glanced up at the shop owner when he spoke, giving him a little smile. "Got anything that would get me the fuck outta Krovs?" He half-joked, although he knew he shouldn't really joke about it at all. "I'm just looking around, but.. I'll try and keep my hands to myself," he added with a smirk.

[brooke-mcqueen]

ROBBY KEENE IN EVERY EPISODE: S04E07 "MINEFIELDS"

[raidenproulx]

Raiden growled into the meeting of lips, his fangs purposely cutting into the nephilim's tongue adding more of the metallic flavor between the heated meeting of lips. His own arousal stirred even more feeling, tasting, and smelling just how much Dair desired him. Part of him wished he fed on that desire, but there was always a touch of greed in it. Just enough. His hand moved into the long mess of hair and pulled Dair's head back separating their lips. "This your kink then? Being fucked by me." Raiden let his tongue draw up the middle of Dair's neck to the tip of his chin and looked loftily down at him. "Who am I to refuse such a pretty face." He rumbled getting his cock out and pressing it against his slave's ass. "Tell me how much you want it." He demanded, lips brushing his slaves with every word uttered.

[alasdairxbishop]

The slave wanted to fight against his master, wanted to tell him to get the fuck off him, wanted to get out of there... but he also couldn't bring himself to do any of that, not when the desire and need he was feeling was overruling everything in his brain that was telling him to resist. He let out a soft, shaky breath as the other's large hand tangled in his messy hair, swallowing thickly as his head was pulled back, his green orbs meeting Raiden's as his master spoke. Alasdair couldn't get the words out, a shaky breath of fear and desire leaving him as the councilman's tongue trailed up his neck. Why did his brain just fucking short-circuit every time he was faced with a hot, psychotic man -- or in Raiden's case, monster. "Don't.." he murmured, fully aware of the other's very large arousal against his ass. "Don't make me fuckin' beg," he groaned, wetting his lips again, tasting the blood that pooled at the wounds there.

[raidenproulx]

"If you want new clothes we can get you new clothes." He said following behind the slave out the door to the black G-Wagon grabbing the passenger door before Dair could and pulling it open helping him inside and closing it for him before he moved to the drivers side. "You hungry or you want to get clothes first?"

[alasdairxbishop]

The nephilim was trying to hide any indication that he was a little freaked out -- but relieved -- by Raiden's behaviour as he was helped into the G-Wagon. Would the councilman remember all this one the spell had worn off? Dair didn't even want to think about that, since it was pretty obvious he was responsible for it. "Y'know what? I could definitely eat," he said with a little smile, glancing at Raiden in the driver's seat. "Got any recommendations in town? I've not had chance to try many of the places out given my, uh, circumstances."

[ofembxrs]

"Sure." He said, he's not sure if it would help in the long run, Raiden was more than anyone could ever truly handle. Handling did mean survival, so far he's managed to make it for the few years he belonged to the councilman. "Few years, surprised myself that he hasn't gotten rid of me yet. Think he enjoys the snark, and doing whatever he wantes to shut me up." He shrugged, he couldn't and wouldn't try to figure out the thinking process of his master. "Trust me, if he plans to do that to you he'll make sure I'm around to see it. So don't do anything to make that happen, okay?" Ember's only concern ever was himself, that wouldn't change no matter how many slaves Raiden decided to own.

[alasdairxbishop]

The nephilim did briefly consider that it would probably just be easier to let Raiden get bored of him pretty quickly so that he wouldn't have to deal with being imprisoned at Krovs for... well, the foreseeable... but Alasdair was also too proud to let that happen. He didn't like to make things too easy for anyone. "He'd make you watch? That's fuckin' gross," Dair muttered, although he wasn't at all surprised about it. Seemed like something Raiden would do. "I should've just kept out of his way," he sighed. "But I just kept having the.. misfortune.. of running into him constantly. Does he make you dance at his club too?"

[raidenproulx]

"I was going to grab some food and treats for the dogs and stop by the castle. Is there somewhere you want to go?" He looked the smaller form over pushing the door wider to let him walk by. "We can go wherever you want. I have the time today." He didn't have anywhere in particular to be. "G-Wagon's out front. Less you need time to get ready?"

[alasdairxbishop]

"No where in particular, I'm happy to just.. tag along," Dair said with a little shrug and a smile as he headed through the door. "This is as ready as I'm gonna get, unless you wanna treat me to some new clothes while we're out," he chuckled, but decided to backtrack in case he was pushing his luck. "Kiddin', by the way. Kinda."

[raidenproulx]

Raiden laughed lowly letting his thigh slip between his slaves leg as one of his hand gripped him around the throat. "You talk to fucking much." He growled drawing his forked tongue over his cheek. It wasn't necessarily a criticism since it allowed him these interludes, even though he presented as one. He claimed the nephilim because he was defiant, he toed the line and crossed it more often than not. He ran his talon over the other's bottom lip before slicing it down the middle. The trail of blood moved down his chin and the tribrid was sure to lap it up giving a satisfied hum at the taste. "Rather have you moaning." He growled. The talons of his other hand snuck around to grip Alasdair's ass pulling his hips forward to meet his own.

[alasdairxbishop]

Looking up at his master, Dair swallowed thickly as he felt the hand tighten around his throat and the other's tongue against his cheek, his breath slightly shaky with fear and arousal, his hips pressing against Raiden's thigh. He tried his hardest to calm his pulse, but it was almost impossible when the dangerous Councilman had him trapped and turned on. He hissed softly in pain as his lip was sliced, feeling the warmth of his blood start trailing down his chin only for Raiden to immediately catch it with his tongue. "Fuck," he whispered softly under his breath as his hips were pulled forward, knowing his master would already be able to feel just how turned on he was. Dair's tongue swept over his bleeding lower lip, able to taste his own blood before pulling Raiden down into a rough kiss so he could get another taste of him too.

[ofembxrs]

He couldn't help but laugh a little knowing exactly how he felt as he felt the same way back when. Almost felt like forever ago that he had been in the others same shoes. Although things have shifted, they still felt entirely the same. His life was Raiden's no matter how far away he got from the castle. A reality he had to take a while to fully wrap his head around. "Worse than is right. Now you're his for forever or until he gets bored and eats you." He said bluntly, might as well be honest when it came to their situation. There was no way out while remaining alive, he remembered what happened to the other slave Raiden had owned. "But, you aren't alone in this now. Need anything at all let me know, okay?"

[alasdairxbishop]

The reality of the situation was hammered home as Ember explained that there really wasn't any getting away from Raiden. The nephilim didn't know if he could deal with it for the rest of his life, but he also knew had no choice in the matter. "Thanks for the.. reassuring words.." he muttered sarcastically around the rim of the bottle before taking a swig. "How long have you belonged to him?" He asked curiously. "He'll probably get sick of me pretty quickly honestly, so if I do disappear, he probably has eaten me." The thought made him sick to his stomach but he tried to hide any hint of fear that his body language was likely giving away.

[brooke-mcqueen]

ROBBY KEENE IN EVERY EPISODE: S03E05 “MIYAGI-DO”

[raidenproulx]

"There's nothing new about this." He yanked his slave in front of him to glower down at him. "You know the fucking drill. Less you want to start today off different." He shoved the other against the wall pinning him against it. "We can go about this another way. Keep running your fucking mouth."

[alasdairxbishop]

The nephilim grunted and winced as he was yanked and pinned against the wall, looking up at Raiden through green eyes that held an undercurrent of defiance but also gave away the fear and anger he was feeling. He'd always tried to put up a strong front, but he knew how dangerous Raiden was. "I'm going to presume I don't want to know what option B is?" He asked rhetorically, shifting slightly in Raiden's grasp.

[raidenproulx]

"I'm fine." He looked his slave over. "How are you feeling? You need anything? I'm about to head out to grab some things. I can get you anything you need, unless you want to come with me." He offered.

[alasdairxbishop]

The change in Raiden was fucking weird, but very welcome. Alasdair hadn't been sure it would work, but it seemed he was very wrong. The question did catch him a little off-guard though. Being asked how he felt by Raiden of all people felt unnatural. "Oh-- yeah, I'm good. I wouldn't say no to a little trip out. Could do with getting out of the suite for a bit. Where're you heading?" He asked, slipping his hands in his pockets, trying not to seem too nervous just in case things went south.

[ofembxrs]

It didn't surprise him that Raiden had gotten himself another slave, nor did it bother him. He almost felt bad for the guy knowing just the type of person their master was. "Hey you." He said as he walked up to him, in his hands were two bottles of beer he had grabbed for them. "Want a drink?" He didn't know the kids very well but he would do his best to be friendly. It wasn't an easy life being owned by one of the more dangerous masters at the castle. "How are you doing?" He asked, offering the other bottle to him.

@alasdairxbishop

[alasdairxbishop]

The nephilim knew very little about Raiden's other slave, but honestly, it wasn't like he'd made much of an effort to actually get to know him. He didn't know if friends were a good thing in a place like Krovs -- if family members could be whisked away from you with no word of warning, then what was the point in getting close to anyone? He eyed Ember for a moment as the phoenix approached him holding some beers in his hands. "Uh, hey.. sure.. thanks," Alasdair said softly as he took one of the bottles and raised an eyebrow slightly at the question. "How do you think I'm doing?" He asked rhetorically. "Raiden's fucking crazy. Worse than crazy."

[joshuaballsett]

[alasdairxbishop]

Continued from here

The nephilim wasn't quite sure if the magic had worked at first, but the usual look in Raiden's eyes had been replaced by something else that he wasn't used to seeing. Still, he got up from the bed and approached his master with some caution -- it was still Raiden after all. "How're.. you feeling?" He asked, looking over the other's much, much larger form than his own.

@raidenproulx