Blake Osmond

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blakeos eyelashes fluttered, purring when he felt Andre run a hand through his hair. He wanted both– and he could have both? His actions continued, taking Andre back even deeper with his hand gone. He felt Andre’s cock repeatedly hit the back of his throat now, not sliding his cock back out as far and focusing on breathing through his nose even more. Andre’s cock felt heavy on his tongue, and he wanted him to fill him- to cum in him– twice. Both down his throat and while fuckng him. He could feel his own cock hardening between his legs curiously, not sure if he’d even get a chance to cum, let alone any attention as he focused on the witch. His witch.

“I’m going to take your non-verbal response as a sign you want to taste your master’s cum,” Andre murmured. The boy’s attention to his pleasure pleased him greatly. “I made a good move when I made you mine. Such a perfect familiar,” Andre said. “Just what I need.” He gripped the boy’s hair more firmly and thrust his cock faster into the boy’s mouth and throat. He fucked Blake’s face at a brutal pace, taking his pleasure as was his due into it crested and he came, spilling his seed in his slave’s mouth with a cry of pleasure.

Blake had been surprised, but far from opposed when Andre grabbed his hair and began fucking his mouth, moaning around his cock. He knew his neck would be a little sore, lips no doubt swollen when Andre finished, but it was what the witch wanted and so it was what Blake wanted-- and all of it. When Andre came he sucked his cock even harder, making sure to swallow ever last drop. His lips slowly slid off his softening cock, saliva and cum on his lips as he glanced at Andre with half-lidded eyes. "I'm happy you think so, Sir," he replied softly, voice sore. "I live to please you."

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blakeosmond:

Blake growled playfully head nudging Oliver’s side as he strolled into the room confidently, pausing to stretch. His tail swung behind him playfully as he ran off towards the room where Oliver’s nest was, hoping to find it empty– perfect to curl up in.

Oliver gently scratched Blake behind his ear when he nudged against his leg, and he was quick to take cougar’s lead, following him to his nest, which he didn’t get much use of these days. But luckily, Blake was here, and he was more than interest in being there. Oliver was sure to sit cross-legged in the middle of the fort of pillows of blankets, his blonde hair turning to a jet black as his tail appeared behind him, wagging in a slow tempo.

Blake glanced up when Oliver joined him, stretching his back out before circling Oliver. Both paws moved to his thighs, falling into his lap as he transformed partially as well, ears poking out between curls and tail curiously swaying behind him. His arms moved around Oliver's neck, nose brushing against the vampire's chin as he glanced up at him. "I really don't know why you insist on this half transformed state. It's odd, and serves little purpose, he replied playfully, legs draped over one of Oliver's legs as he sat sideways.

#oliver

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake’s head bobbed back and forth, lips sliding over Andre’s length as be sucked. He delighted in the reaction he often got from the vampire– his witch. The familiar’s eyelashes fluttered as he tried to glance up at the other while continuing to move, moaning around his cock just as it hit the back of his throat. One hand stayed at the base of Andre’s cock sliding down to cup his balls, the other hand gripping the back of Andre’s thigh tighter for balance as he began to speed up. If he was lucky, Andre’s cock would be there when he came too, allowing Blake to drink every last drop with ease, milking is cock like he desired.

Andre liked how Blake’s eyes always turned to him. It was a sign of the boy’s emotional connection to his master and a sign of Blake’s concern for his master’s pleasure. Both were excellent qualities for a slave and familiar. He moaned and slid his hands into the boy’s hair, savoring the feeling the silky strands around his fingers. “Fuck yes. You love this, don’t you, Kitten? Love sucking your master, pleasuring him? Do want to taste my cum before I fuck your pretty ass? Do you need it?”

Blakeos eyelashes fluttered, purring when he felt Andre run a hand through his hair. He wanted both-- and he could have both? His actions continued, taking Andre back even deeper with his hand gone. He felt Andre's cock repeatedly hit the back of his throat now, not sliding his cock back out as far and focusing on breathing through his nose even more. Andre's cock felt heavy on his tongue, and he wanted him to fill him- to cum in him-- twice. Both down his throat and while fuckng him. He could feel his own cock hardening between his legs curiously, not sure if he'd even get a chance to cum, let alone any attention as he focused on the witch. His witch.

#andre #para

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake practically purred, fingers deftly pulling out Andre’s cock with one hand, his other gliding up and down the back of one of the vampire’s thighs. “Thank you, Sir,” he commented glancing up at his master before his gaze turned towards his cock. His lips slid over the top, tongue darting out and pressing against the slit before he slowly slid his lips further. He moaned and glanced back up as he felt his length slide back, hardening in his mouth.

Andre pulled his own shirt over his head as Blake pulled out his cock. He wasn’t the least bit shy and preferred more nudity to less when playing with his boy. “You’re welcome, Kitten,” he said before throwing his head back and moaning as the boy’s tongue slid along the sensitive flesh of his cock. He went from half hard to fully hard in an instant as his boy pleasured him.

Blake's head bobbed back and forth, lips sliding over Andre's length as be sucked. He delighted in the reaction he often got from the vampire-- his witch. The familiar's eyelashes fluttered as he tried to glance up at the other while continuing to move, moaning around his cock just as it hit the back of his throat. One hand stayed at the base of Andre's cock sliding down to cup his balls, the other hand gripping the back of Andre's thigh tighter for balance as he began to speed up. If he was lucky, Andre's cock would be there when he came too, allowing Blake to drink every last drop with ease, milking is cock like he desired.

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake followed obediently, grateful when they came go a stop. “You might be too dressed for that, Sir,” he teased, reaching for Andre’s palm to kiss. He stroked his own cock twice as his palms slid over Andre’s legs and up to the top of his pants, fingers playing with the button and zipper. “Would you like me to use my mouth to show you how happy I am being yours?”

“You’re permitted to rectify that circumstance, Kitten,” Andre said, speaking of his clothing. “Your mouth and your hands. I know you’re very talented with both,” he said with a flirty and affectionate grin. He so very much enjoyed looking down and seeing Blake naked and kneeling for him. It was such a delight to have that boy wearing his collar and eager to satisfy his sexual needs.

Blake practically purred, fingers deftly pulling out Andre's cock with one hand, his other gliding up and down the back of one of the vampire's thighs. "Thank you, Sir," he commented glancing up at his master before his gaze turned towards his cock. His lips slid over the top, tongue darting out and pressing against the slit before he slowly slid his lips further. He moaned and glanced back up as he felt his length slide back, hardening in his mouth.

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake nodded, blushing and moving to his hands and knees, grateful for the healing magic. “Thank you, master,” he replied, lips kissing the vampire’s leg just A they began to move deeper into the garden. Being stuck in his non-cat form while crawling was frustrating and made him long to shift, but he was pleased Andre was pleased, and buried the feeling deep.

Andre could tell the boy was frustrated, he was learning to read Blake’s reactions well enough for that. That was what he wanted though; a little punishment for injuring himself. He lead Blake deeper into the gardens until they found a secluded area. “Show me how happy you are to be mine, Blake. How much you enjoy serving your master. How eager you are.”

Blake followed obediently, grateful when they came go a stop. "You might be too dressed for that, Sir," he teased, reaching for Andre's palm to kiss. He stroked his own cock twice as his palms slid over Andre's legs and up to the top of his pants, fingers playing with the button and zipper. "Would you like me to use my mouth to show you how happy I am being yours?"

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Blake pawed at the door, refusing to shift back as he yawned loudly, hoping Oliver was home. @oliveralnwick

Surprisingly, Oliver was already awake this early in the morning when he heard someone scratch on his door. He didn’t even need to check the door, the scent of cougar already alerting him who it was. “Aren’t you the cutest thing, Blake.” Oliver hummed, resisting the urge of picking up the large cat.

Blake growled playfully head nudging Oliver's side as he strolled into the room confidently, pausing to stretch. His tail swung behind him playfully as he ran off towards the room where Oliver's nest was, hoping to find it empty-- perfect to curl up in.

#oliver

Blake pawed at the door, refusing to shift back as he yawned loudly, hoping Oliver was home. @oliveralnwick

#oliver

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake blinked, surprised by the request and trying to brainstorm his possibilities. “Eyes up, Sir,” he requested as he considered his plan. His lips grazed Andre’s skin, kissing his neck before he fluidly shifted and broke off into a run directly for the castle walls. The moment he got close enough, he lunged, seeking small areas where the stone extended just enough for his paws to balance. He kept his momentum going, making it a fair distance up the castle wall before he failed to find a stone at the rapid pace he was moving. His claws scrapes stone before he pushed off the wall and roughly fell back towards the earth. The impact was slightly painful, but not horrendous, likely to leave a little bruising in the morning. His run back to Andre’s wasn’t nearly as fast as on the way out, and he considered hunting for game but ultimately decided not. Instead, he shifted at Andre’s feet seconds later, kneeling and glancing up at the vampire.

“Impressive,” Andre said, his voice a low purr. “But I don’t like you hurting yourself so let’s not do that again,” he said softly as he crouched down and sunk magic into the strained muscles, gently healing them. “Still it showed me quite well how strong and swift you are.” He kissed the boy’s forehead and rose again. “Crawl,” he commanded with a smile and walked deeper into the gardens looking for somewhere private. “As you are.”

Blake nodded, blushing and moving to his hands and knees, grateful for the healing magic. "Thank you, master," he replied, lips kissing the vampire's leg just A they began to move deeper into the garden. Being stuck in his non-cat form while crawling was frustrating and made him long to shift, but he was pleased Andre was pleased, and buried the feeling deep.

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake growled playfully, burying his face into Andre’s neck. “Never, Sir. I’ll serve you as long as you desire it,” he responded, hips rolling in response to Andre grabbing his ass. “I meant incentive for me to show off– my strength… speed… all I have to offer you, Sir.”

“Good, that’s just what I like to hear,” Andre said with a smirk. “You’re such a good familiar,” he murmured before claiming another kiss. “Hmm….I suppose I can give you incentive to show off all that you have for me. For now we’ll go with this as your incentive. Give me a demonstration your speed and strength and when you’re done we’ll play a different sort of game.” He accented his words by patting Blake’s ass.

Blake blinked, surprised by the request and trying to brainstorm his possibilities. "Eyes up, Sir," he requested as he considered his plan. His lips grazed Andre's skin, kissing his neck before he fluidly shifted and broke off into a run directly for the castle walls. The moment he got close enough, he lunged, seeking small areas where the stone extended just enough for his paws to balance. He kept his momentum going, making it a fair distance up the castle wall before he failed to find a stone at the rapid pace he was moving. His claws scrapes stone before he pushed off the wall and roughly fell back towards the earth. The impact was slightly painful, but not horrendous, likely to leave a little bruising in the morning. His run back to Andre's wasn't nearly as fast as on the way out, and he considered hunting for game but ultimately decided not. Instead, he shifted at Andre's feet seconds later, kneeling and glancing up at the vampire.

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

The demon’s eyes widened for a moment only to narrow in amusement, delighted that Andre enjoyed both forms. “You do, Sir?” He moaned softly into the kiss, finger’s tightening their grip on Andre possessively. “I would love more opportunities to show off for you in the future… It would give me.. incentive, Sir.”

“Yes. Not in the way I enjoy you running around naked or in your uniform, mind you,” he said with a teasing smirk. “Well, perhaps I’ll give you such opportunities. But really, do you need incentive to serve your witch?” he asked as he slid his hands down to cup the boy’s ass.

Blake growled playfully, burying his face into Andre's neck. "Never, Sir. I'll serve you as long as you desire it," he responded, hips rolling in response to Andre grabbing his ass. "I meant incentive for me to show off-- my strength... speed... all I have to offer you, Sir."

An Evening Out

blakeosmond:

Blake purred more loudly as Andre pet him, his tongue lazily swiping across Andrews hand before he darted off for a moment, stretching his legs and breaking out into a playful run. He felt stiff and out of shape stuck inside the castle, and wasn’t about to take the opportunity for granted.

He returned a few minutes later, panting softly as he circled closely around Andre. He paused a moment before shifting back to his two-legged form, hands immediately finding the vampire’s sides. “Thank you, Sir. Was just what I needed.”

Andre watched Blake run about as he slowly walked down the path that took them out of sight of the castle doors. The cat was most amusing to watch and he made a mental note to bring Blake out more since his boy so enjoyed it.

Andre slid his arms around Blake’s waist, pulling the boy in close so that he could claim Blake’s lips in a tender kiss. “Mmm….you’re a good boy, Kitten. You earned a little reward. And I find I enjoy watching you run about in cat form.”

The demon's eyes widened for a moment only to narrow in amusement, delighted that Andre enjoyed both forms. "You do, Sir?" He moaned softly into the kiss, finger's tightening their grip on Andre possessively. "I would love more opportunities to show off for you in the future... It would give me.. incentive, Sir."

An Evening Out

Blake brushed up against Andre’s thigh, purring softly as they crossed the courtyard outside, eager to enjoy the cool evening air with the vampire, and surprised at the opportunity to do so all of a sudden. He wasn’t sure what he’d done to earn it, but Blake wasn’t about to question it, ready to shift back into his more human form the moment Andre stopped. @hybridandreaustin

Andre lead the boy through across the courtyard and into the gardens. He didn’t often spend a great deal of time outside the castle, but when your boy liked to spend time as a very large cat, Andre figured the gardens were a good choice. He reached down and stroked his fingers through Blake’s fur. “Stay on this path, Kitten, but you can run and play if you like.”

Blake purred more loudly as Andre pet him, his tongue lazily swiping across Andrews hand before he darted off for a moment, stretching his legs and breaking out into a playful run. He felt stiff and out of shape stuck inside the castle, and wasn't about to take the opportunity for granted.

He returned a few minutes later, panting softly as he circled closely around Andre. He paused a moment before shifting back to his two-legged form, hands immediately finding the vampire's sides. "Thank you, Sir. Was just what I needed."

An Evening Out

Blake brushed up against Andre's thigh, purring softly as they crossed the courtyard outside, eager to enjoy the cool evening air with the vampire, and surprised at the opportunity to do so all of a sudden. He wasn't sure what he'd done to earn it, but Blake wasn't about to question it, ready to shift back into his more human form the moment Andre stopped. @hybridandreaustin