Connoisseur Prince

Dorian Ammann - Baobhan Sith (Fae-Vampire) - 2,500 - Councilman of Switzerland - Versatile/Bottom

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[bastardfae]

rolling his eyes at the explanation given, arnon barely gave the other time to finish before he scoffed loudly in disgusted amusement. “oh sure. yeah, he sounds like a real swell guy. totally an upstanding citizen. look, anyone who thinks they’re high and mighty enough to enslave another being into being a sex toy with a pulse is definitely not an example of a good guy. if you weren’t aware of that, surprise! you’re welcome.” he couldn’t quite believe the simplicity in which the other spoke about such topics. arnon could feel his blood boiling with each passing second. stockholm syndrome took many forms, apparently. chucking his cigarette to the ground, arnon took a moment to reassess the situation: he couldn’t afford to get too mouthy outside his place of employment. it wasn’t as if emerson was running short of reasons to fire him and he did kind of need a regular salary.

a light laugh escaped the halfling at the mention of spring mischief’s endless joys. stupidly, he’d thought he’d done well to avoid being caught in the crossfire of that particular mess. not even his villager status protected him from the insanity that had somehow managed to spill past the castle’s walls. “shouldn’t your precious councilman be taking care of you? you’re out here singing his praises and he can’t even fuck you right? doesn’t sound like a fair deal to me.” holding the other’s gaze, arnon considered the various outcomes of such a proposition before smirking to himself. “tell you what, handsome, if you’re still desperate enough to come begging in the streets to be treated right after this spring mischief shtick is over, you know where to find me. you’re not laying a hand on me until i can make sure it’s something you actually want and not just 'cause you're under the effect of something freaky. you’ve gotta show me you deserve it.”

@dorian-ammann

[dorian-ammann]

Where Dorian had started out finding this villager rather amusing, and he was willing to admit, beautiful in his own unique way, Dorian was now furrowing his brows together, or Laz's brows together for that matter. He was very much wearing out his appeals. The implication that he was somehow some awful creature despite the fact this child had no clue who he was, and that he assumed anything about his and Laz's relationship was infuriating.

"Arnon was it?" Looking around the village at the shop he had come from, he nodded his head. "Dorian was turned into a hybrid Vampire by a very powerful witch, who has many connections within the magical community. I will make sure she is aware that so long as this place employs you, she and none of her close associates will utilize their services. We'll also be making sure that when your boss wonders why, they know it was because one of their employees didn't have the common courtesy to know when he was crossing a line. Of course, I hope there are no hard feelings, but you've gotta show me you deserve any kind of second chance."

[silver-humanxx]

Silver shrugged. "He'd at least give you a good warning. He doesn't like his boys being damaged." Dorian speaking of him being annoying and not wanting him around was news since he always seemed to be trying to get him naked before. "Well fine I'll leave you alone. Just don't come bothering me when you need your dick wet."

[dorian-ammann]

"Yes, well what. he likes and doesn't like is irrelevant to me. Especially when it comes to his slaves being unruly." Rubbing his forehead, he let out a laugh at the last part mentioned from the other. "Trust me, if I wanted to get my dick wet, I won't be coming to you, or anyone else for that matter. I am in a very happy partnership. I don't need anyone else. Thank you though for your concern about who I would go to in order to have sex."

[ashandblcod]

Lazarus chuckled, of course he'd thank the other for all the things he'd done for him when they were done playing dress up. He did know that he'd not be where he was if it weren't for him, the fact that they had grown a bond between them was something he came to care for greatly. Even if he had never chose to purchase him, the dragon had been happy simply being his slave, though now that he was purchased he realized just how open his world had become. "You're right, I owe you many thanks for this." He said simply, a bow of his head to further show his appreciation for him.

He stayed put as Dorian and the dressers got to work around him, occasionally they'd touch him to measure something or for Dorian to show them just how short he wanted certain things to be. He didn't mind the fussing, at the end of the day he'll look nicer because of it, and it made Dorian happy. He watched him as he mentioned straps and thongs, wondering just how he'd look in all of them though he kept any comment he had to himself. Best not to ruin the moment by neing snarky, knowing how much this meant to the other.

The questions threw him off a little, he had never really thought about what his favorite color would be or what would look best on him. He felt a bit out of place unsure of how to best answer them without upsetting anyone. "I've always liked black, blue, and red. Not sure how that would look on me, however." He looked over to everyone else in the room. "Maybe there are some samples of those materials? To better choose which one I'd want the most." He said carefully, hoping he worded it right to make all of this go more smoothly.

[dorian-ammann]

Dorian took a mental note of the colors that Lazarus mentioned, he could certainly work with black, blue, and red. They were good colors and grounded, and they worked nicely with both of their skin tones. When he asked for samples of the fabrics to see what he liked most, Dorian nodded. Waving for them to get to his request, he turned to the tailors, "Leave the samples along with the other materials we talked about. I can handle the rest with Lazarus now that you have his size. I'll send you the sketches I already have." When they nodded, the councilman smiled. Dorian proceeded to take Laz's hand pulling him down off of the platform.

"They're done measuring you. No reason for you to be up there now." His hand rested against Lazarus' chest. "Now that they have those measurements, we can leave them to finish up the rest of their work. As for you, I have another surprise for you, love. Go put on something quick and simple. We're going to the tattoo parlor. I have plans for this." Casually, he smacked Laz's on the backside. "Unless you'd be fine just going now, dressed in well....nothing."

[chalamet-chalamet]

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[masterxsvein]

Svein cursed himself for not paying enough attention for the little event they had. But it was too late now, Dorian was holding the leash and he couldn’t do anything but obey him. He frowned as the smaller councilman spoke, and perhaps he found himself far too distracted with his lips to speak protest. Even the way he spoke was quite alluring. Was that a part of the spell? When he asked him to be a dog, everything inside of him was in revolt. He couldn’t do that in front another councilman not when he’s carrying the whole Norway on his back. “Dorian.” He spoke softly and gave him a crooked smile. “You don’t wanna cross the line.” Even as he said it, he positioned himself on all fours. His body seemed to have a mind of its own. “Because if you abuse this spell. It may clap back.” He warned but he licked his feet regardless, wiggling his ass like a dog and he even barked. He ground his teeth together and looked at Dorian. “Do you know what dogs can do?” He smirked and bit on his shoe.

[dorian-ammann]

"I don't want to cross the line? You mean that very same line you were planning on crossing when you planned on forcing me to bottom for you? Svein, this is simply you facing the consequences of your own actions, you shouldn't do such stupid things when you have a leash around your neck that makes you do whatever I tell you to." He frowned when his foot was bitten but he chuckled at the little dog act. "Good boy, Svein. As a treat you make take off your pants and underwear, let us see what we are working with, yeah? Once that is done you may stand back up, but you aren't allowed to stop your ass from jiggling for me. You may shake it, smack it, bounce it. However you want, but it must keep jiggling."

[garethbradbury]

"Boy, you really are drunk, aren't you?" Gareth asked with an amused smirk, though given what time of the year it was, he had to wonder if it was something else. Maybe that one body swapping spell, which made him wonder if that was the case who was currently walking around in Lazarus' body. "C'mon. I don't think you'd forget all the fun that we've had together, hm?" If this was someone else in Lazarus' body, the aswang was more than happy to fuck with them a bit.

[dorian-ammann]

Dorian stroked his chin for a second, acting as though he was thinking about what Gareth had said before he finally shrugged. "Nope, no clue who you are, and no interest in knowing who you are. Sorry about that. Surely you must have me mistaken for someone else because I doubt you'd know what actual fun is if it jumped up and bit you on the nose." He didn't plan on letting Gareth have any enjoyment from this exchange.

[silver-humanxx]

“And risk my master beating your ass for harming me? You know he’d be very very upset if you did any of that over a little spell.” And he would be. Gareth may not like when Silver acted like a brat, but for him to show up beaten and bruised over a spell which didn’t do any harm? He bet it would go down with at least a yelling match. “Why are you such a hard ass? Don’t you know how to have normal fun? I mean geez you go right to break arms without even any playful stuff.”

[dorian-ammann]

Dorian, actually laughed a little when the other mentioned risking the wraith of his master. "Oh that is actually adorable, that you think he would quote on quote, beat my ass. A vampire that is but a tiny fraction of my age being able to do that would be quite the sight." Rolling his eyes at the human, "Because I have no intentions of playing with you. Besides, what you're engaging in isn't normal fun. Rather, it's quite irritating, much like yourself. I find you quite exhausting most of the time, and yet you persistently annoy me."

[dorian-ammann]

Folding his arms over his chest, Dorian was not yet used to how much larger Lazarus' arms were than his own. So he quickly had to adjust for both chest, and bicep size. "Hate to be the one to break this to you, but a lot of the assholes in the castle don't care about when you think they've earned that privilege. Being a slave, before Dorian got me, I learned that the hard way."

It felt weird to Dorian, pretending to be Lazarus, but the illusion was fun to uphold. Grinning, quickly he shook his head. "Highly doubt that there's nothing worth showing off. I should know I have a thing for pretty half Faes. Dorian is a former full blooded Fae." Looking around, really quickly, "If you want I could show off more for you, but it'd have to be our little secret. Cause really I ain't heading anywhere special, unless something special just fell in my lap?"

[bastardfae]

arnon’s expression softened slightly at the mention of the other’s former slave status. the subject of slavery within the castle always prompted arnon to feel a little torn. on one hand, arnon found himself angered by their complacency – whilst most never had a say in the matter, the fact that only a handful of attempts had been made to rise up against the powers that be was disappointing to the halfling. nothing would ever change if the status quo wasn’t fought against consistently. there was no doubt in his mind that the consequences for such actions would undoubtedly be severe, and having the luxury of remaining an outsider to it all whilst remaining somewhat comfortable within the relative safety of the town, it wasn’t really his place to hold such contempt towards those who found themselves at the mercy of those in power.

however, on the other hand, arnon did truly feel for them. he couldn’t imagine the trauma and turmoil the vast majority likely suffered as a result of their capture and the consequential removal of all autonomy and individuality. to be rendered to little more than an object; something to be used and passed around at will with no real say in the matter... the thought alone was enough to turn his stomach. that wasn’t a life. it was a long, agonising wait for death. there was no justification for it and that was what angered the halfling the most.

shrugging off the stranger’s advances with practised ease – it wasn’t uncommon to find himself propositioned whilst just trying to earn enough money to keep a roof over his head for the next month – arnon focused solely upon one remark in particular, his interest explicit as he held the other’s stare in clear curiosity. “you’re telling me a full-blooded fae decided he’d have more fun as a traitor to the species? betraying his heritage to sit pretty with the likes of those self-serving cunts? seriously?” clicking his tongue in disapproval, arnon wrinkled his nose with a huff. he couldn’t even rely on his own kind not to break bread and dine with the very species that massacred so many faeries. if it wasn’t so ludicrous, arnon might have been able to bring himself to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

raising a palm to silently communicate his rejection of the offer, arnon shot the stranger a playful smile in consolation despite the intensity of his previous outburst only moments prior. “i’ve got enough secrets to keep, thanks. besides, something tells me your traitorous overlord wouldn’t be too pleased to hear about you whoring yourself out to the village idiot. ‘s not exactly the most socially acceptable decision to make. i don’t want either of us getting in shit ‘cause you decided to try your luck at random. it ain’t worth the hassle on either end, believe me. i really don’t get paid enough to deal with drama like that.”

[dorian-ammann]

Dorian wanted to defend his decision, what he had done, but he actually hadn't told Laz about any of that, and he certainly wasn't going to tell someone who labeled themselves the village idiot about that, regardless of how pretty they were. Instead he gave Arnon a simple shrug of his shoulders. "Hey, I don't know the details around any of that stuff. Just know he decided to do it, and here we are. But really I promise he's actually not that bad at all, and I'm happy with him. He's good for a master, let alone for a Councilman."

When he brought up how he didn't want to have to keep secrets or get in trouble, Dorian used Laz's body to smirk. "Well you're in luck then. It's Spring Mischief, and during spring Mischief we have a deal that whatever we get up to, gets a free pass and swept under the rug. Look how about we just undress one another, feel around a little, and see what it leads to? Promise I'll take real good care of you, beautiful. Like I said, I know my way around you Faeries."

[dorian-ammann]

"It certainly would be...." Eyes scanning over Remus, he wondered if the councilman would be bold enough to touch a claimed slave without permission. "Oh mainly only for my boyfriend, Dorian, the Councilman of Switzerland." A namedrop never hurt when he wanted to make his status abundantly clear. "I think you'd look good showing off, why don't you take those clothes off, and give us all a little peak at what you're hiding."

[kvorsremus]

"Ah, I really should spend some time and get to know the Councilman better. I think I have only had fun with him a few times," he spoke as he looked at the other, eyeing them like a prey. Remus chuckled as he got closer to the other. "Why don't you get a feel first before you get a show?"

[dorian-ammann]

"Yeah? Well now he's all mine, doubt there will any time for you to get to know Dorian like that now. I keep him pretty worn out after all." Dorian chuckled in Laz's body. He was having more fun than maybe he should have, but when Remus stepped close, he took a step back. "Oh no, I'd much rather look with my eyes than my hands. Actually I think I'd rather see you touch yourself, then actually touch you."

[dorian-ammann]

"I am feeling just fine, I don't think I've been hit with any spells. Would I know if I was? This whole Spring Mischief thing is so odd to me." Shaking his head, he waved off the other's concern. "Nik, why would I go lay down or stay inside when it's such a beautiful day out?" Smiling at the other man, "You wanna see the thong Dorian picked out for me? I didn't think I would enjoy the new underwear as much as I am, but it really has a way of showing off a man's curves."

[noblenikolas]

Ya okay Nikolas was convinced Laz was under a spell. As for which one he wasn't sure. But hell it was spring week so why not have fun? "Alright Laz I'll bite. Strip down so I can see it." He scoffed and laughed while crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. Who knows maybe this would lead to something funnier after the week ended. "Though if you're going to get naked there's no point in missing out on the fun that comes with it."

[dorian-ammann]

Dorian was playing with the waistband of the sweats he was wearing when he heard the other start to talk about him having fun, and that resulting from him getting naked for him. Raising an eyebrow at the other, he let the pants snap back against him. "Sorry, I didn't say anything about getting naked did I? And I certainly don't remember mentioning having any sort of fun, beyond you getting to look at me in a thong. Maybe you need to learn some humility yeah? Like I said, I'm claimed, and if I wanted to have that kind of fun, I'd simply go back to the suite where Dorian is. For trying to overplay yourself, maybe I should just leave you high and dry."

[dorian-ammann]

Fellow Councilmen,

Today I collapsed due to the symptoms I have been experiencing. Finn Winchester then took me to Gareth Bradbury’s suite where he proceeded to use his power to viciously stab me with his demon form and inject more hell fire into my wound. Threatening my life, telling me it was a warning that he would kill me one day. He continued his assault until I was barely conscious. I called for the healer and officer Kaden Valentine who quickly arrived to heal me. He was witness to me unconscious and just barely living. He managed to heal me. But this is beyond serious. I have contacted Gareth. He has cameras in his suite which I have requested be given to me and Finn be arrested or contained immediately. He should not be walking around the castle freely. I will not be able to leave my suite for a bit while I recover. Finn Winchester must be apprehended and dealt with immediately. I suspect he is somehow involved with the outside attacks.

- Regards

Nikolas

OOC: this doesn’t need to be turned into a thread. It can be posted with just your characters response. If you’d like to have a texting thread or other tag me in your characters response.

Nikolas,

Hi. Very unfortunate you were attacked. Seems you were so busy lecturing everyone else you missed your own personal problems. While this attack is serious I suppose, and I would be happy to help vote on a punishment for this slave in exchange for a future council vote, I do not think this is in any way relevant to the outside attacks. Wish you luck.

Dorian Ammann, Councilman of Switzerland and Prince

[ashandblcod]

It probably would have been easier and less confusing for him had Dorian had ripped the clothes from his body himself. It would have been really hot, but he supposed Dorian didn't want him to be too excited before the fitters came to look him over. "I suppose not, it's a pretty big deal though, isn't it?" He questioned, unsure of what it truly meant to be purchased, and what he'd be able to do. He did know it meant he was completely Dorian's, in that he owned him outright and now a piece of the castle had any claim over him. "Where would I go that I wouldn't want you to come too?" He asked, if anything he'd rather Dorian be there as he experiences things outside of the castle.

"It was comfortable." He corrected, he wasn't wrong, he didn't have any clothes that really showed just who he was with. He knew how much this meant for Dorian, and his looks was something that was important to his future husband. He kept out of the way as the a sea of people stormed the suite, with varying things they were carrying along with them. "Uh-- yeah, sure." He said moving so he could stand on the lift that was in the middle of the space. He watched curiously as the people began to move around him wth tape measures and other instruments, taking their measurements for the clothes he'd be wearing. "Plenty of times, huh? With your sensitivity?" He bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from smirking, his gaze never leaving Dorian's.

[dorian-ammann]

"Oh it is, yes. But the devil is in the details, just know things are going to get a lot better for you, and that you have me to thank for that little fact. Please though, hold your applause, and thanks." When he was asked though where would Laz possibly want to go without Dorain coming to, the Baobahn Sith shrugged. "I don't know? Don't you have a family or anything? Someone waiting outside this place for you?" Though his thoughts quickly turned to what was happening around them, his focus no longer on Laz, smiling as he greeted the tailor. Dorian wasn't really listening to Laz anymore, missing his comment about his own sensitivity.

"Yeah, oh yeah, what I was thinking for the gym, shorts that don't go past say.....here." He put his hand at Laz's upper thigh, meaning they were going to be short. "For swimwear, we're going to go speedos, and swim thongs. Speaking of thongs, for underwear, strictly just bikini briefs, thongs, and jockstraps." Walking behind Laz with the tailor, Dorian lightly pushed his ass up. "I want his ass to be about here when he wears the jocks." Dorian quickly paused for a second, before he finally spoke to Lazarus.

"Darling, what are you thinking for colors, and patterns? What are some shades you like to wear? Any favorite colors? Also material wise, do you have any preferences? I was thinking silk, satin, chiffon, velvet for your dinner jackets. Obviously we're going to have to do Vicuna for your sweaters and coats, I mean I don't want you looking cheap in cashmere. Though you would look in just about anything."

[garethbradbury]

Gareth was, thankfully, free of any of the magic spells for the time being. The aswang probably could have just hidden out in his suite and enjoyed not having to deal with any of the effects, but he was currently looking for something or someone to distract himself with. And, luckily for him, it took the master very little time to do so. "Lazarus." Gareth greeted with a smirk, making his way toward the slave, getting right up in his space with clear intention, only to stop with an eyebrow raised at the weird shit that was coming out of his mouth. "...You drunk or something?"

[dorian-ammann]

The moment that Gareth got in Dorian's space, he used Lazarus' body to take a step backwards. Widening the space between them, he raised an eyebrow at the other, Dorian was very unhappy with the overfamiliarity coming from Gareth, but he allowed the expression on Lazarus' face remain neutral. "I'm sorry do I know you?" Humming for a second, "Oh wait, wait you're uhhh Gerald right? Or was it Grant? Maybe George, something with a G though, I am sure of that. Regardless, no I'm not drunk, what makes you think that?"

[noblenikolas]

Yes this was definitely not normal for the man. "Laz are you feeling okay? What spell were you hit with?" Perhaps he should interact with the other once the spells wore off. Right now it seemed like a bad time. "Right..... I think you should probably go lay down or say inside until whatever this is goes away."

[dorian-ammann]

"I am feeling just fine, I don't think I've been hit with any spells. Would I know if I was? This whole Spring Mischief thing is so odd to me." Shaking his head, he waved off the other's concern. "Nik, why would I go lay down or stay inside when it's such a beautiful day out?" Smiling at the other man, "You wanna see the thong Dorian picked out for me? I didn't think I would enjoy the new underwear as much as I am, but it really has a way of showing off a man's curves."

[bastardfae]

arnon’s own eyes narrowed as he felt the other’s gaze scan over him, shifting his weight from one foot to the other in a feeble attempt of expelling any minor discomfort he felt from having the tables turned on him. choosing pointed silence over an immediate response, arnon busied himself with taking another drag of his cigarette before exhaling the plume with more force than was expected as a ripple of laughter tore through him at the response given.  “fates– easy now, mister. i don’t plan on showing anyone anything any time soon. nobody’s earned that privilege yet,” offering a playful wink to show he meant no ill intent, arnon felt himself relax slightly in the company of the other. it wasn’t wise to completely drop his guard but… perhaps small talk could be a bearable pastime after all. “besides, trust me when i tell you there’s nothing to show off. not like–” he pauses, seemingly lost for words. “–well, whatever you’ve got going on here. you heading somewhere special?”

[dorian-ammann]

Folding his arms over his chest, Dorian was not yet used to how much larger Lazarus' arms were than his own. So he quickly had to adjust for both chest, and bicep size. "Hate to be the one to break this to you, but a lot of the assholes in the castle don't care about when you think they've earned that privilege. Being a slave, before Dorian got me, I learned that the hard way."

It felt weird to Dorian, pretending to be Lazarus, but the illusion was fun to uphold. Grinning, quickly he shook his head. "Highly doubt that there's nothing worth showing off. I should know I have a thing for pretty half Faes. Dorian is a former full blooded Fae." Looking around, really quickly, "If you want I could show off more for you, but it'd have to be our little secret. Cause really I ain't heading anywhere special, unless something special just fell in my lap?"

[kamillahn]

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