I Live to Serve

Florian Fohn - Fae - 175 - Claimed by Avery

[florianfohn]

avery-alpha-varcolac​:

Looking down at the man begging for his life, pleading for Avery to let him go, the varcolac just grinned. The blood stained his clothes, his face, his hands covered in layers. “Awe and here I thought witches were supposed to be powerful?” The vampire pushed harder with his foot. Which was currently crushing the man’s windpipe causing him to struggle beneath the weight and lack of air. “Too bad I don’t care for your pleads.” With the calmness and slow speed, the vampire let the male suffer as the air couldn’t get to his lungs. Then finally, a snap as Avery crushed his windpipe and broke his neck. 

Grinning he reached down and punched through the body’s chest, pulling the heart out. Still warm, still full of blood. Without hesitation he bit into the organ, draining the remaining blood that was filled with fear moments ago. When he was done Avery just dropped the heart on the man and turned grabbing the slave that had been with the witch. Dragging the boy through his screaming and kicking, until Avery found the man who had been rounding up slaves. “Here’s your Phoenix. Now, give me my money.” As soon as the money was in his hands he pocketed it and shoved the boy forward. “Pleasure.” Sure he didn’t have to kill the witch, but where was the fun? Now as he made his way through the village toward the castle, the vampire only paused once to glance to the side of him at the person who was just standing there. “Give me two reasons not to kill you, or you have five seconds to run before I rip out your tongue and kill you.”

@krovscastlestarters​

   Florian was confused at first, waking up in a place that looked like Krovs was, but not quite Krovs itself. He was still wearing the sweater and booty shorts that he had fallen asleep in. Making his way around trying to figure out what was going on. he was able to piece it together little by little from the stories his grandfather had told him. This was the war, or the end of it anyway. Krovs would soon be opened. Fascinating.....how had they gotten here? Eventually he managed to make his way down to where Krovs Village had been founded when he spotted an all too familiar face....his master. And soon just like Avery, he was threatening to kill him, unless he gave him two reasons. 

Rolling his eyes he was no doubt a younger master now. “Because you ponce, I am from the future, as ridiculous as that absolutely sounds, and because you own me. And it would be unwise to hurt your own property. And in case you don’t believe me.....” Sighing he hated that he had to do this to prove that he was Avery’s and he hated even more that the infernal tattoo was turning out to be an asset, he turned around and lowered the shorts, revealing Avery’s signature on his bum. “You should recognize that as your name, and your handwriting on my ass. Also If you smell me, your scent is all over me.” 

[florianfohn]

hwan-seu​:

Hwan actually liked the winter and in particular the nights. His hunts had been easier then and the cold suited him. Walking along the castle grounds after his shift had become the most relaxing thing for him and he found a place to sit on a snow-covered bench. Taking out a carving knife and small piece of wood, he set to work. Yes, he had taken the knife from the art room, but he didn’t care very much and it had been a few weeks without anyone noticing. Next time he was in town, he would try to find one for himself. He had just gotten himself into a state of peace when he heard the telltale crunch of someone walking along the snow. “It’s late,” he sighed, “and you’ll freeze if you stay here. What would make you brave the cold?” 

@krovscastlestarters​

   Florian had decided to go for a late night walk in the snow, he had grown quite fond of it, being raised in Switzerland he often played in it as a child. The Fae also decided he was going see how long he could lost in the cold evidently, seeing as he was only wearing a very small robe that end at about his thighs. When he head the voice call out and say it was late and that he would freeze if he were to stay out there, Florian shrugged a little. “Then I freeze, though I don’t find the cold all that horrible, I think it feels rather good on my skin. I suppose boredom would answer your second question though.” Was he starting to feel the cold? Perhaps, but he didn’t want to seem weak. “Perhaps if you’re so concerned about me freezing you could be kind enough to carry me back inside.” 

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

“I’m a bold person,” he giggled as his tongue slipped into Florian’s mouth. Taras let himself explore, humming against the other man. His breath caught when he felt Florian’s hand on his length while he thought about the proposition. Honestly, it sounded very exciting. Pulling back, he nodded quickly. “Here is good,” he continued, sliding down along Florian’s body as he sank to his knees.

   “Are you? You certainly seem it.” Letting Taras explore his mouth at the length he heard the merman’s breath change as he gripped his cock, a grin growing on his face as he was told that here was good. Watching as the merman got to his knees. “You look good down there, Taras.” His hand moving to his own cock to gently brush it against the other slave’s face. “So pretty. Do you wanna suck me off? Please me? Or would you rater me turn around and you eat my ass out? Get me needy and whiney? Because I support either one of those ideas with all my heart.” 

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

“I am the best,” he replied, grinning up at Florian with pride. Now that they had a deal, he was especially focused on giving the other man as much as he could. He leaned up into the kiss, trying to use his tongue to part Florian’s lips. Nodding, he hoped that his response to the kiss was enough to impart how much he wanted the other man. “H-here?” he asked, breath catching as he felt a hand on his length. Quickly, he glanced around the hallway. The merman wasn’t averse to doing something out in the open, but he really didn’t want some master coming in and wrecking everything.

   “Are you? That’s a bold claim to be making. Lets see if you can actually back it up, Taras.” Feeling the Merman’s tongue slipping into his mouth, he gently widen his lips to give the other access to his mouth. When Taras asked here about their current location, Florian simply chuckled and then nodded, his hand now palming Taras’ member through their pants. “Yes, right here, being caught or watched or seen is the most exciting part about fucking in public. Unless you really wanna keep me waiting.”

[florianfohn]

avery-alpha-varcolac​:

Avery watched Florian get on the body table before removing the bow so it wasn’t in the way. He watched as the artist ripped the area down and used one of those cheap razors to remove and peach fuzz or dead skin from the area. It hadn’t taken long for the artist to put the signature to size and transfer it to the blue ink stencil. He placed it then peeled it and Avery looked it over. The hybrid wanted to make sure it was going to be in the perfect area so it could be seen while Florian stood. “Perfect. That is a good spot.” He then took a seat and tilted his head to look at the boy. “You should be more excited to have my name on you.” A teasing grin on his lips.

   Florian felt as the tore away the bow that was covering his ass, and removed anything that was there that could have possibly gotten in the way. Usually Florian would have already been prepped for such a thing, but the Undercroft was not exactly equipped for his usual beauty regime. That was one reason he was truthfully happy that he was getting claimed and outta that awful place. Watching as the master sat and told him he should look happier get his name tattooed on his ass. A small smirk growing on his own lips, “Maybe I could show how excited I am by you coming over here, and letting me suck you off as they tattoo my ass. You are my master now, I want to please you, in anyway I can.”  

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

The merman blushed, but his smiling expression never changed. Slowly, he let his hands trail upward, tracing over the other’s muscles as he moved. He tilted his head, leaning upward so he could reach Florian’s neck, placing soft kisses along the skin as he slipped down toward his shoulder. Deft fingers continued their journey upward until they reached the other man’s nipples. Grinning, Taras paused only for a moment barely touching them before pressing his hands down and rolling both between his fingers. He leaned into the touch in his hair, humming softly. At the deal, a new light came into his eyes and he nodded. “You’re on!”

   Feeling as the others lips and fingers seemed to find every inch of him, the Fae let out a soft moan. His own hands moving to grip Taras’ butt. “For someone so new to this you are really good at it Taras.” Moving to connect their lips again after Taras told him that he was on, a small chuckle at his eagerness. Moving to run his hands through Taras’ hair, before breaking the kiss. “I need you to use me however you want. I want it so bad.” Moving one of his hands to feel up the merman’s cock. “Do you wanna use me, Taras? Wanna show me how naughty you can really be?” 

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

Taras knew he wasn’t good at the sort of talk they were dipping into, but he was sincere in his desire to help the other man. As their lips brushed against one another, he hummed, rolling his body forward and leaning up to press into a quick kiss. Nodding, he moved his hands as directed, slipping the button open and slowly dragging Florian’s pants down. He let his hands trace over the man’s skin as the fabric fell before sliding up and under his shirt.

   Smiling as Taras rolled their bodies against each other and he was kissed again as the Merman leaned into him. He felt as his pants were pulled down, and then the fine digits moved along his skin. Feeling as the hands moved under his shirt, he chuckled a little. “Feel free to play with my nipples while your hands are under there if you wish Taras.” Moving his own hand to brush his fingers through the merman’s hair. “I’ll tell you what, if you do a good enough job taking care of me, I’ll let you keep my underwear. Let you keep it as a trophy.” 

[florianfohn]

gotrikkrovs98435​:

Gotrik was known to be a sadist of course he had more of a reputation for breaking in the feisty ones that anything else, but when it came to the world of pain for enjoyment he preferred a boy who needed it as much as he needed to dispense it. Yes hurting a boy who didn’t like it was enjoyable, but pushing and pulling every ounce of painful pleasure out of an eager little pain slut was far better. After all he was a skilled man and the unwilling and the untrained weren’t capable of appreciating his skill. The couldn’t know what he was offering them so he wasn’t put off when the boy went from being sassy to begging in a blink of an eye. It was an interesting contrast one moment the boy is nipping at his fingers and then he’s practically begging. When the boy casually cupped his sex through Gotrik’s pants he looked amused and just as calmly grabbed two of the boy’s fingers and pulled them out of joint. It would feel as if they were broken of course, but Florian was experienced enough to know there had been no real damage and once they were popped back into place he’d be fine. “It’s seems that you have forgotten your place no matter what your pretty little words say slut.” Again the word to most would sound like an insult, but Gotrik said it matter of factly. It was just the boy’s nature nothing wrong with that. “But don’t worry pet I’ll remind you. Lose the clothes.” The demand was spoken calmly with no real emphasis, but the look in his eyes made it clear now was not the time to be cheeky. Now was the time to obey. 

   Florian knew how to get reactions out of masters, and the one he got from the Councilman from Denmark, was exactly the one he wanted. He had known he was playing a dangerous game when he moved his hands to cup his member. Florian knew it would either bring immense pain, or immense pleasure, though to Florian those two things were the same thing. A low whine was released from his lips when they were pulled from their joints, though he knew no real damage was done, it was still enough to get his blood rushing to all manner of places in his body. He also now certainly had all sorts of manner of attention from Gotrik. When he was give then order to lose his clothes, Florian nodded, and without delay pulled the garments from his body, and he stood naked before the very ancient vampire. “What do you require of me now, sir?”  

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

The merman nodded. “Yea, proper.” He couldn’t help but giggle as the man explained. His own elders had said something similar, but he really hadn’t been listening for much of it. When he met people, he acted like himself. They could take it or leave it. “Well, I gotta get you out of your clothes first. Can’t relax when you’re all dressed.” He pressed himself close to Florian as he spoke. “I’d touch you everywhere, give you a really good massage, and make sure you’re completely happy.”

   Feeling as Taras pressed closer to him, and told him what he would want to do with him, to help the Fae with his wounds. Leaning forward he gently, teasingly brushed his own lips against Taras’ chuckling at his words. “All of that sounds absolutely spectacular.” Taking his hands, he slowly guided them towards the button of his pants. “Why don’t you start by undressing me then, get me as naked as that time we swam together. I know you want to.” 

[florianfohn]

vampirexchxndler​:

“P-please call me Chandler. Not sir. I’m not ah…comfortable? No. I mean I’m just not a sir kind of guy.” he said with a lopsided little smile rocking back and forth on his feet nervously. He never knew if he was doing all this this master thing right. He did brighten up when Florian blushed as well. It made him feel better he could make the other blush. “Oh my suite…I don’t like the Undercroft it makes me depressed. I can only imagine what it makes you all feel like.” Chandler still holding Florian’s hand led him out of there back to where his suite was. “Um would you like to eat?” 

   “Very well then, Chandler, a charming name for a charming master. I understand though, not all enjoy the idea of being a sir, or master.” His own lips turning into a small, watching as Chandler rocked back and forth on his feet. His hand going to take the others. “You need not be nervous, Chandler. I promise I am quite enjoying your company.” When he mentioned going back to his suite because the Undercroft made him depressed, Florian nodded. “Oh Yes, it is quite an awful place. Cold, damp, the showers are the worst part of it all.” Feeling as he was lead by the other towards his suite, smiling again when he was asked if he would like to eat. “I could eat yes, though only if it is no stress to you.” 

[florianfohn]

avery-alpha-varcolac​:

“Oh Florian, the things you still need to learn.” Avery patted his head not bothering to say more. He was going to leave it for the boy to wonder about. “Maybe it is. Honestly I’d like to see how you compare to your roommate. After all, you both like pain, but only one can handle me.” Not the truth, but he knew Florian wanted to be center stage so taunting him a bit would lead to an interesting turn. “Do you? Then maybe I should make you earn it.” But the master still gave in to the request. “You’re mine Florian. You will not be able to get away. I will always hunt you down.” 

Oh god. It was boys like Florian that made Avery glad each had their own bathroom. Otherwise he’d have to schedule each boy for their own personal spa day in the bathroom. But he wasn’t going to lie, the idea of his boys pampering themselves to look good always made him proud. No boy of his would look like common folk. “I swear, sometimes I question my taste in you little boys.” As they entered he handed the paper to the artist who just grinned. He motioned for Avery and Florian to follow him. “On the contrary. You’re getting my name on your ass. Tattoos are much prettier than brands when it comes to boys like you. Plus, everyone should know who your ass belongs to now.” Reaching to remove the boy he kissed Florian’s neck and took a handful of the ass. “Now be a good boy and don’t squirm. You’ll be rewarded for it.” Avery then stepped away to text Nico about getting him a new friend and being ready for the ball. 

   Florian was not so fragile that he needed constant praise and approval, besides he knew that the master spoke teasingly to the fae only to get a response out of him. He would get no such thing thing from Florian, the master would soon learn. He had dealt with masters far older, far prouder, and far more powerful. Still when he was told that he would be getting Avery’s name tattooed onto his ass, Florian rose an eyebrow. That was an interesting way of showing his claim, but the master was right, it was prettier than a branding and less painful.  Still he found it rather cute, the idea of Avery’s name on his ass. Feeling as the master gripped his ass, after he was kissed before he was told not to squirm. The last thing that Florian wanted was a sloppy tattoo on his ass. Sitting on the chair, Florian gave the tattoo artist ample access to his ass, the touch of the device leaving the mark on his ass barely even phasing the fae as he was marked by it. 

[florianfohn]

xcelestialismsx​:

Right. So this one had a sense of humour about him given their predicaments and Asha could appreciate it when a lot of the Undercroft’s inhabitants tended to be rather morose. 

“Do you usually regale everyone with what they put you through in so much detail?” the celestial asked as he took in what the other slave told him because most of the other slaves usually returned from sessions with the vampires filled with fear or shame. Then again, they all had different ways of coping. “I’m but a humble angel. My ears burn from such sordid recounts…” he joked with an entirely serious expression on his face.

   “Oh yes, of course. We are all brothers in chains down here in the Undercroft, we might as well regale each other with all the wonderful details of how our time is spent with the masters whom wish to spend time with us.” Florian didn’t know the meaning of shame. If the masters sought to put shame in him when they used him, or planned on keeping what they did with him a secret then they were picking the wrong slave to spend time with. Chuckling when the other slave began saying that he was but a humble angel and how his ears burned. “Oh a celestial. Tell me, how many masters have already threatened to turn you into a fallen angel?” 

[florianfohn]

originalwelshdragon​:

“Good…” the dragon growled softly “…because I think you need to pay for your sins by stripping out of that sinful clothing…I think you should put on a show for me…show me just why that body of yours should never be covered…”

Garth leaned in to kiss the fae passionately, before capturing Florian’s bottom lip with his teeth and tugging at it. “And once you’ve stripped you’re going to drop to your knees and worship my cock with that sinful mouth of yours…you’re going to get it all nice and wet because your spit will be the only lubricant it’ll be getting before it slides inside your hole…”

   A grin growing on his face as Garth told him how he should start by putting on a show for him as he stripped out of his clothing, putting on display why the act of even wearing clothes was so sinful for the Fae. Feeling as he was kissed and his bottom lip tugged out, before the dragon gave him his orders fro what he was to do once he was naked, Florian nodded his head. He was excited to please Garth, he longed to make the dragon happy, and to feel his cock slide inside of his mouth, inside of his ass, to fill him everywhere. 

Once he was given enough space, Florian looked at Garth, still smiling. Truth be told, he was horrible at dancing. The Fae never being one for the action, still he tried to his hips as he pulled his shirt off, before letting it fall, turning around, he shook his bottom at Garth as he slowly pulled his pants off. Finally moving closer to the dragon, he slide his fingers inside of his underwear, using Garth’s hands to pull off his underwear. Placing his underwear into Garth’s hands, a token for the dragon, Florian pulled off his socks, as he got down to his knees, he kissed at Garth’s stomach, and hips, hands massaging his thighs, before he took the dragon’s entire length into his mouth, wanting to impress him with his skill. 

[florianfohn]

taras-koval​:

“Like…I don’t know, all proper and stuff.” The merman wasn’t really sure how to explain it, he just knew what he thought. “Stiff and untouchable and proper. The scars look fun.” Yes, he liked going to the pool, a great deal in fact, but he wanted to keep going with this. Maybe the pool could come afterward. He leaned into the kiss again, arms wrapping around the other man’s waist. As Florian moved away, he nearly pouted. “You’re the one who’s all wounded,” he giggled, “doesn’t that mean I have to take care of you?”

   “I look proper? Probably cause of how I was raised, my parents always taught me people judge us based on how they first see us before anything else, so we should want to impress them.” Raising an eyebrow when he was told that he also looked untouchable, before he grinned a little. “Well you should know better than some, that I am in fact very touchable.” Feeling as the arms wrapped around his waist, as they kissed again, nodding when he was told how he was wounded, so that meant that Taras had to take care of him. “I suppose it does, and just how do you plan on taking care of me, Taras?” 

[florianfohn]

Florian’s Christmas Ball Attire

*With it he is wearing plain black suit trousers 

[florianfohn]

avery-alpha-varcolac​:

“Or I just enjoy torturing you so much that this claim is my ultimate way of keeping you tortured and in pain for centuries to come.” Laughing he half slapped half patted Florian’s cheek a bit roughly. “Watch that mouth. Before I wash it with a bar of soap.” And Avery would do it too. He was not afraid to stick soap in the boy’s mouth and watch his reaction of disgust. “You couldn’t over power me with one hand cuffed behind my back.” 

As they walked Avery reached out to land his hand on the boy’s ass. “You can’t stop me. You’re mine. Therefore i take what I want.” Florian was such a pampered diva. But Avery did kinda like it. He was amused to see how this one would do with Nico too. The wendigo was not always welcoming. But he was sure Florian would tame in at some point. “Let me guess, you need your hair and nails done as well ya?” It didn’t take long before they turned a corner and ended up in the hallway with the tattoo and piercing place. He grinned as he opened the door and practically pushed the boy in. 

   “I don’t believe that for a second. You’re an asshole, but you aren’t that petty. You haven’t given me that vibe yet. Besides I know you can only claim four slaves, and I doubt you would waste a claim on something you just planned on torturing, and didn’t actually enjoy somewhat in more intimate ways.” Rolling his eyes when he was told he would get his mouth washed out. “We don’t have the time for that now.” Scoffing, “That sounds like a challenge, maybe I’ll take you up on it one day.” 

Feeling as the master felt up his ass as they walked, he smirked a little enjoying the attention from the older. The master saying that he was his made him feel good. “Say I’m yours again. I like hearing it leave your lips.” Shaking his head. “Not my nails, they were easy to manage in the Undercroft, but I will need to do my hair yes. You wouldn’t believe how awful the Undercroft showers are. The bathroom in your suite makes being claimed by you worth it.” Stopping when he saw where they were he furrowed his brows and went to question the location, but before he could say anything, he was all but pushed into the area. “Why are we here? You wanna get my face tattooed on your ass?” 

[florianfohn]

nicoxpalmer​:

Perhaps threatening to rip out his roommate’s tongue was a bad way to start their relationship but Nico wasn’t exactly known for his people skills, he had killed his crush without hesitation. “Unfortunately, we live together now so the likelihood that you get me to leave you alone is never.” He tells him as he loosens his grip on the others neck. “You want me to ride your dick? That doesn’t sound as hot as you riding mine but I’ll humor you.” He replies as he starts to strip.

   When Nico actually let go off his throat, Florian breathed a little easier. He was glad that the younger slave was now trying to at least be polite. Though he grumbled a little when he said the likelihood of him leaving Florian alone was all but nonexistent. “Fine, I won’t hold your annoying me against you, because you’re right.” When Nico actually began stripping his clothes, and told Florian that he would humor him, the Fae’s mouth almost dropped open. He was shocked that the Wendigo was actually doing this, all to get on the Fae’s good side. Moving to sit on a couch in the suite, his eyes didn’t leave Nico’s body. “Cute butt.”