FROM EDEN

Ezekiel Thompson Celestial / Slave 2500 years old Claimed by Kristofer

[familiar-finn]

🍿 from Zeke

“I can’t believe you’ve never seen this movie before,” Finn said, flopping down on the couch next to Ezekiel with a large bowl of popcorn in his lap. He quickly passed the bowl over to the celestial so he could cover his legs with the soft blanket he’d pulled out and set up the movie to start playing. “Do you live under a rock or what?” 

@ezekielthompson​

(     *     VALENTINE’S DAY PROMPTS   !    

[ezekielthompson]

If Ezekiel was honest, he hadn’t seen many movies but it was easier to just admit to one instead of many. “It sounds like a romantic story of a Princess who is a bride?” he asked. The angel was appreciative of some quiet time with a movie and a friend and happily pulled the blanket up once Finn settled beside him. “I lived in Heaven most of my life,” he said, wondering if that was what he meant by a rock. “I suppose it could be considered living under a cloud?”

[ezekielthompson]

nottheangel-raphael·:

Raphael couldn’t stop himself from breaking out into laughter when Ezekiel finally said it. Hearing the angel repeat the word had the same emotion behind it as saying anything sexual as a child – it was entertaining because it was dirty and a little bit naughty. “There’s a good boy,” he praised him, reaching up to give him a quick pat on the shoulder. He smirked wickedly. “Spell or not, we still got up to absolutely no good. C’mon, angel, surely you can admit you had some fun back then, didn’t you?” 

Ezekiel felt like he needed to wash his mouth out with soap after saying such vulgar things though the councilman seemed so pleased by it all. It was a difficult feeling, knowing he liked being praised for being behaved but not by Raphael. The man was a fiend and enjoyed his discomfort far too much. The angel pursed his lips, looking away. It was a sin to lie and his memories made it seem like it was fun. It was just a different kind of fun to what he had with his master. “It was fine.”

[ezekielthompson]

councilmankol·:

Kol’s gaze fell to the angel’s lips and then down to his chest. The ancient vampire could hear the patter of his heart beating loudly in his ears. He learned early on that usually came from fear, or in this case it was probably nervousness. He smiled softly and looked back up, “Are you afraid of me?” he had to ask. Kol inched closer and brought his hand up to cradle Ezekiel’s face, “I would like you to know that you are complete safe when around me.” he said softly and leaned in further to gently kiss the other.

Ezekiel could hear his heartbeat in his ears. The idea of a kiss was making it beat harder but it was Kol as well. He was nervous about kissing a vampire and the fact that he wanted too. Surely it was a sin to have such lustful thoughts about a creature like the master before him. “No,” he promised. Maybe he should have been scared of a vampire like Kol but he’d never given him a reason to be scared. “I feel safe with you. I’m not sure if I should but I do.” Leaning into the soft touch, he bent down to meet his lips, his eyes fluttering closed at how gentle it was.

[ezekielthompson]

“Bu - “ the word made him too flustered to speak and he quickly shook his head. Those weren’t words that he wanted to say though he was sure Raphael would make him, knowing he enjoyed the angel’s embarrassment. “Bukkake,” he said softly, looking down at his hands. The reminder of Halloween made him feel even more flustered, if it was possible. “That was a spell. That wasn’t me.” Not that Raphael would care, or believe him.

for: @nottheangel-raphael​ from here

[ezekielthompson]

Ezekiel’s Dolly Parton challenge

[ezekielthompson]

councilmankol·:

continued from here…

Ezekiel was probably the only other person other than Heinrich to know how he truly feels, and a part of him was scared to let another person be that close. But at the same time, he knew he could trust the angel with anything. “Of course, I would only do so if you were okay with it.” he said as he leaned in closer to him. 

@ezekielthompson·

The angel was always trusting, hoping that people would be the same way towards him. Kol was different, there was a level of comfort that came from getting to know each other. Most didn’t bother with that, preferring to laugh at his celestial heritage. Ezekiel’s heart hammered in his chest as Kol leaned forward, feeling his breath stutter. “I - I would be okay with it.”

[ezekielthompson]

Ezekiel had been spending more time outside of the suite with Kris and Bradley. They had their own thing going on and the angel didn’t want to get between it. More often than not, he wandered the grounds or checked in on the undercroft. His master had given him permission to use his healing to help the slaves who were unclaimed and the angel was grateful for the chance. He had finished helping to heal a wound on a Neko before he moved further amongst the different slaves before coming across one he hadn’t meet yet. “Hello,” he said softly, trying to make his large body look non-intimidating, a hard task when he was well over six feet tall. “My name is Ezekiel, are you hurt at all? I can heal your injuries.”

for: @theo-angelic​

[councilmankol]

🍀 hold your hand (from Ezekiel)

“This is a pleasant surprise. I do enjoy your company quite a bit, there’s much to talk about. Would you like to accompany me on a walk?” 

@ezekielthompson

[ezekielthompson]

Many would be more ready to admit something more sexual or forward. To Zeke, holding hands and shared kisses were far more intimate. He was still feeling flustered when Kol spoke up. “I enjoy your company as well,” he admitted. “Yes, I would like that. Was there something you wanted to talk about in particular?” 

[ezekielthompson]

🍀 Kiss you.

He tried his best not to smile, ignoring the way it made him feel. It was rare that Ezekiel felt anything but fear and nerves around someone. Kol was a rarity. “I don’t think I’d mind that, sir.”

for: @councilmankol

[ezekielthompson]

😈🌈🎈🌟🍒👀🌺🍀– Pray for forgiveness (With love from Raph)

Ezekiel had to search for some of the terms that Raph was talking about. There was only one he was interested in and it wasn’t the one that Raphael might like. “I think - I think praying forgiveness is a good choice after I looked at Buk - I can’t even say it.”

for: @nottheangel-raphael

[ezekielthompson]

Lying outside Kris' door is a large gift wrapped neatly in holiday themed paper addressed to Ezekiel. Inside that is an 18x24" professional looking photograph of Raphael, wearing absolutely nothing while dramatically draped across the leather couch. It's already been set in an extravagant gold frame and ready to hang. A note is included that reads: Merry Christmas! Please enjoy this view as much as I do – Raphael

Ezekiel hadn’t been expecting any gifts so he’s surprised to find one waiting at the door for him. Looking the box over, he hesitates before opening it. The picture inside, as artsy and elegant as it might look, his face still manages to turn pink looking it over. “Oh dear. I might put this on Kris’s bedside table,” he murmurs to himself. 

[ezekielthompson]

thecharleswilson·:

Charlie grunted softly in response, not really wanting to discuss Kris too much.  The dragon was sure that the enforcer was nice enough to his own slave, but Charlie didn’t exactly like the guy.  Sure, he might have brought his own punishments on himself, but that didn’t really mean anything to Charlie, who still had a low opinion of his master’s progeny.  “We probably would.”  The dragon replied, shrugging slightly, but not looking bothered.  “Just have to figure out a way that he wouldn’t know that we’ve changed out of these.”

The angel understood the response without needing to ask. It felt like he was one of the only people who saw the gentler side of his master. And he was grateful even if it meant wearing a blasphemous costume. “Yeah, he wouldn’t be impressed,” the angel agreed. It was wrong to lie and Ezekiel knew that but he was also trying to help someone, he would think that would counteract the lie. “What if we say we were in the game of spin the bottle and our outfits got torn up so we just changed?” he suggested, already feeling guilty. If Kris caught him out, he would be in so much trouble.

[ezekielthompson]

kristofer98435‌:

Kris wasn’t heartless. He didn’t want to make the boy to uncomfortable, but the only way to broaden the boy’s horizon was to stretch his boundaries and stretching always came with growing pains. But he was confident in the end the boy would be better off. Not only would he be introduced to a whole world of pleasure, but he’d be better prepared for Krov’s and what life there entailed. 

So he simply let himself enjoy the boy’s blush rather than feeling guilty for making the boy blush in the first place. He nodded at the boy’s sense. “I will admit there was a punishment costume waiting for each of you if you did raise a fuss about this one. Trust me when I say you prefer this one.” His hand caressed over the boy’s back enjoying the feel of that strong and well exposed back. Then he laughed as the boy pointed out Kris’ costume was even more revealing. “Oh I’d say your getting your own share of attention as you look very striking indeed, but I am indeed a eyeful.” Teasing he rubbed his already hardening cock against the boy’s ass. “I want you to play one of the games. Then we’ll disappear into one of those lovely private tents. It’s your choice you can bob for a dildo or spin the bottle. I will warn you spinning the bottle does mean there’s a chance you’ll be made to fuck someone else.” 

The angel had learned what to test and push against. The outfit choice was something simple that he could handle. It had some coverage which was more than he could ask for, especially considering that Kris was wearing himself. Ezekiel always felt like he should obey the vampire, not just because he was his master but he was kind to him. Instead of doing what he pleased, he only pushed him towards things that made him uncomfortable.

He let out a visible sigh of relief, grateful that he hadn’t made that mistake. As sacrilege as it felt to be wearing something that represented him, he preferred it to whatever else Kris could have dreamed up. The gentle touch was nice, almost helping him forget that he could feel Kristofer’s length brush against his ass, the skirt giving little coverage for against that touch. “Only because I’m with you,” he countered. Ezekiel knew what game he would choose given the choice, it was the one that was the least embarrassing though it was still degrading. “If you don’t mind, I’d prefer to do the bobbing game,” he said softly, hoping he wasn’t asking too much. “Is that okay?” he asked. Regardless of his choices, he knew that Kris had the final say and he wanted to keep him happy. He would do anything if it meant not having to do the spin the bottle.

[ezekielthompson]

councilmankol‌:

The vampire let out a small laugh, “I do have to say that some of the vampire’s here have an unusual taste for humiliation.” he said as he brought a hand up to his mouth. “I do find it amusing, but I have my limits. I do not think I would have let you out looking like that.” The vampire flashed the angel a wink. “Now that you mention it, I think I know of this slave.” he said as he thought back to earlier in the night. Kol laughed lightly as he thought back on how uncomfortable the other was. 

“You want me to touch you sexually?” he repeated what Ezekiel said. Kol would be lying if he didn’t say that he had wanted to corrupt the angel ever since he laid eyes on him. Though, he wanted some far more valuable. His trust. And then maybe they can talk about getting sexual, but for now this was good enough. The vampire held his hand out and guided the other to the dance floor. There was barely anyone left, a few stragglers stumbling over their own costumes as they made their ways back to whatever hole they crawled out of. 

Kol stopped in the center and turned around to face Ezekiel. He smiled at the slave and slipped his arm down to his lower back, the vampire pulled him close. “I know there is no music playing, but there has always been this small tune playing in my head since I was human.” He interlaced his fingers with the angel’s and began to hum a melodic note. 

The large man frowned, looking down at the little skirt that barely covered a thing. “Unusual is one word for it,” he sighed. Zeke didn’t understand the appeal but he wanted to keep his master happy. The way Kol words sounded made him shiver, wondering if it was the outfit or something else that would keep him from going out like this. “I feel terrible about it,” Ezekiel admitted. A part of him was relieved because Bradley took the worst of Kris’s humiliations but he felt guilty too, like he should step in to take some of it. 

“No! That’s not what I meant. It’s not that I wouldn’t let you, I was talking about the dancing,” he said in a rush, realising how it must’ve come across. Kol was handsome but he hadn’t been thinking of sleeping with him. “I meant you can touch me. I meant the dance,” he mumbled through. The angel’s face  felt like it was on fire with how embarrassed he was. Now that he had partaken in sexual acts, he couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like with someone as powerful as the master. The thought alone made him feel flustered, especially considering how his outfit must look. 

Grateful for the jacket, he tugged it around him, trying to cover up more. There was no way to hide what he had said now so he simply had to go along with it. As they stopped, he glanced around, finding it a strange place to start a dance. Still, he wrapped an arm around Kol’s shoulder, stumbling the few steps close to the master. The melody was sweet, an old song that he was sure he had heard before. “It’s nice,” he mumbled, trying not to notice how close they were pressed together or the people staring at their slow dance. 

[ezekielthompson]

thecharleswilson·:

“They probably will soon with how tired some of them are looking.”  But who even knew with the guards.  Some of them would probably let the slaves be drained to exhaustion, which annoyed Charlie, but it also wasn’t really any of his business.  He had enough on his plate right now, anyway.  At the question, the dragon huffed quietly and nodded.  “Yep.  Think he might have dressed Raphael, too, but I haven’t seen what he has to wear, either.”

“Probably,” he repeated, though it didn’t stop the angel from worrying about the situation. Slaves could die at any time and no one seemed to care, they were all busy looking out for themselves. “Seems like my master has been busy then,” he said, pointing down at his own outfit. It sometimes frightened him, knowing that all these thoughts and ideas were inside Kristofer’s brain. It gave him a healthy sense of fear, helping to remind him that Zeke shouldn’t care for him. “I’m sure it’s something... creative. Do you think we’ll get in trouble for getting changed?” he asked, turning to Charlie.

[ezekielthompson]

shorttxmpered‌:

Brandon found it rather odd to see someone so concerned for other people. He supposed it was because this castle had a more dog eat dog approach that now that someone seemed to have concern for others it seemed rather…Weird. Brandon guessed that this man would be eatened alive by three months top. “I think they care enough to not want to lose multiple of them in one night.” Brandon said with a shrug of his shoulders. 

The angel’s wings sagged around him, feeling defeated by the situation of it all. There was nothing he could do to help in fear of punishment, even if it was his nature. He had been at the castle for almost nine months and he still wasn’t used to how it worked. Kris felt like the only thing protecting him from the worst of it. “I hope so or else that one there is going to be drained,” he said, pointing to a slumped over slave.

[ezekielthompson]

captured-josh·:

Josh offered a sad smile, “I can’t stand seeing them in pain so when the masters aren’t looking or the healers take too long I jus help a little,” he added in a lower voice hoping no one was paying attention to their conversation, “I rhink you could but only if it doesn’t get you in troubles with yur master. I know mine wouldn’t mind, but i’m not sure about yours…” he trailed off, uncomfortable remembering who Zeke’s master was.

Josh looked down at himself and smiled a little brighter, “I wanted to try something different and kind of scary. I never got to do this out there,” he said refering his life outside the castle, “my master was kind enough to allow me to get creative,” he explained, “Yours isn’t bad, but I can’t tell you don’t feel comfortable,” he added with a sigh, “did your master chose it for you?”

Even if it was exactly what Ezekiel had wanted to do, he couldn’t help but feel worried for Josh. “You should be careful. If a master catches you, they won’t be happy.” Even with everyone enjoying the party, he wouldn’t be surprised if they began punishing the slaves for fun. He frowned, shaking his head. “I have already gotten in trouble for interfering once.” The punishment wasn’t pleasant and had actually started to make the angel pause and think before acting. 

“It looks great. I’m glad your master let you wear what you liked.” While it wasn’t what Ezekiel would pick for himself, he could see the effort that was put into it. “It feels sort of sacrilege,” he said, smiling uncomfortably, trying to shift and cover up some more of his thighs and bottom. “Yes, Kris thought it was very suited. He doesn’t even have pants on so I should be grateful.” Plus he had seen Bradley’s costume as well.