a man's worth is only as good as his ambition

Gareth Bradbury. 200. Master. Top. Aswang. Claims: Bradley Harper Finn Winchester {member of krovscastlerpg. Will only rp with fellow members.}

[familiar-finn]

Finn continued to glare after his master on the bed for a long moment and then huffed indignantly as he opened up his robe. He knew this was going to end in one way. He worked the cage onto himself and locked it shut. "How long?" he asked, folding his arms over his chest.

[garethbradbury]

Gareth gestured for Finn to approach the bed once he'd locked the cock cage shut, making his slave stand between his legs. He tapped lightly against the cage, his hand sliding back after a moment until he could trail his fingers along Finn's entrance. "Hm." He pretended to consider, starting to slowly work one finger into his slave. "A few months, give or take. If you can keep yourself from bitching at me about it constantly, we can do something you enjoy once I let you out of it." He narrowed his eyes at Finn. "And don't say 'freedom' because we both know you're not getting it."

[officermorozov]

Ransom grabbed hold of Gareth's wrist to stop his hand. It was, literally, all he could do. There was no force to it and Gareth could pull his hand out of his loose grip easily. If he did anything more he'd be on the ground electrocuted temporarily only to end up back on his knees. He was starting to actually get tired of being electrocuted 35 times a day. The reluctant growl left him before he forcibly compiled and opened his mouth to take in the Aswang's cock. It was a familiar feeling he hated just a step down from Raph's hitting the back of his throat.

[garethbradbury]

Gareth went still for a few seconds, looking down at Ransom with an eyebrow raised. Interesting that the dragon seemed to be learning about what he could and couldn't get away with now that he had that collar around his neck. The aswang had thought it would take him a hell of a lot longer to get that through his head. "Look at you, actually being good for a change." He purred in a somewhat condescending voice, starting to press his cock into Ransom's mouth. The aswang stayed still for a moment, just enjoying the warmth of the younger man's mouth before he started to set up a rhythm of slow thrusting, not interested just yet in making Ransom do all the work.

[familiar-finn]

Finn narrowed his eyes into slits as he followed Gareth, the familiar constantly suspicious whenever his master mentioned a "surprise." He settled into the passenger seat with his purse in his lap while Gareth drove. The ride wouldn't take too long, only a few minutes, probably less if the aswang drove like Finn did. He made a noise as a surge of arousal flooded through him at the nickname and now he glared at Gareth for a different reason.

But back to the main point. "What did you fuckin' do now?" he sighed. "Did you volunteer me to dance at Proulx's or De Luca's?" That was the immediate option that made sense with the parameters set before him about not getting too drunk.

[garethbradbury]

Gareth hadn't even meant to get Finn going, but the aswang's smirk made it clear that he wasn't sorry. The master didn't try to get him any more worked up than that, however, driving quickly toward the restaurant. He didn't bother to answer the question right away, waiting to get to their destination first. It took them a matter of minutes to reach the place and Gareth got out, stretching his arms above his head with a little sigh. "It's neither of those and you're going to have to change into your regular clothing before we leave. So make sure you don't get that drunk or I'll have to reschedule the whole fucking thing."

[familiar-finn]

Whatever response Finn had to that died on his tongue in favor of a sharp breath. His eyes widened up at his master and he grasped at his wrist, sucking in air like his life depended on it because the little he could get naturally wasn’t enough. Course it was just the ticket for the masochistic familiar who whimpered and whined with every punishing thrust from Gareth that had him seeing stars. He gave a strangled cry when his orgasm hit, his eyes rolling back into his head as he gasped and writhed underneath his master.

[garethbradbury]

That strangled cry and the feeling of Finn's body tightening around his cock had Gareth growling, the master thrusting a few more times before he came. He continued to fuck his slave through his orgasm, only loosening his hold once he could think more clearly, and moved to pull away from him. "Satisfied for now, sweetheart, or do you need a little bit more?"

[familiar-finn]

Finn hummed into the kiss that he returned and rather enjoyed. Yep, he expected this to turn into something sex-related, though that thought was quickly proven wrong by the cock cage in his hand. He stared down at it for a beat and then glanced up at Gareth with a raised brow. “You’re fuckin’ kiddin’ me,” he scowled. “Why? What did I do to deserve this, I did what you asked and behaved all night on the job.”

[garethbradbury]

"I'm not, actually. Pretty sure I've never joked with you when it comes to sex." Or, in this case, sex-adjacent things. The aswang patted his slave on the ass and moved to settle himself on the bed, eyeing the cock cage in Finn's hand. It had been too damn long since he'd made the familiar wear one and Gareth enjoyed controlling when and where his slave was allowed to cum. "I like how they look on you. Also really enjoy the level of control it gives me. I don't plan on leaving it on you for that long, really."

[familiar-finn]

"Mmph––" Finn's eyes grew wide when Gareth took control, easily feeling the aswang's fingers in the enchanted blond wig he wore. He couldn't protest any further with his mouth full, but the look he gave his master probably said it all he was not a fan of this; he preferred being in charge of his blowjobs. Vitaly's timed thrusts only pushed him further forward as Gareth rocked into his throat. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes and Finn instinctively made retching and whining sounds every time Gareth drove his pulsing need into his throat. He nearly choked on his master's spunk before swallowing it, relieved this was done.

His own cock throbbed and leaked between his legs. He moaned and grunted around Gareth as Vitaly kept fucking him, Finn now focused solely on sitting down with each and every thrust up into him. It didn't take much longer for that pressure between his legs to finally blow moments behind Gareth. His eyes rolled back into his head as he writhed in the hellhound's lap, spilling ribbons of white against both men's legs and the floor.

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[valehkin]

Vitaly watched Finn take everything Gareth gave him, appreciating the Aswang's form as he continued pushing into Finn, buried to the hilt before the other sat back in his lap. His arm came across Finn's chest as he continued, lips dancing along Finn's neck before Finn's own climax shot out, Vitaly humming. "All that mess. And more to come. I want throat next." He murmured, nipping the familiar's ear before he buried his face against Finn's neck as he rammed in harder, groaning out before he burst, pumping the blonde full of his cum and feeling it push out around his cock before he sighed and leaned back against the wall.

[garethbradbury]

Gareth was well aware of the way Finn was glaring at him and he just flashed his slave a smirk. Most of the time, he had no problem with his slave being in charge when they were doing this, but heat was making him impatient and he wasn't in the mood to be all that gentle with the familiar. The aswang didn't immediately pull out of Finn's mouth once he'd cum, though he pulled out just a little to make it somewhat easier for the older man to breathe. He knew that it wouldn't take him long at all to get hard again, every upward thrust from Vitaly driving Finn forward onto his cock. His expression turned hungry, watching the bigger slave starting to fuck the familiar even harder, a low moan escaping the master as the hellhound came.

He took a breath and pulled out of Finn's mouth, petting his hair briefly before he let go. "Not that I would mind that at all, personally, but...should probably talk to Finn 'bout that." Gareth drawled, taking hold of Finn's chin and tipping his slave's head back to look at him. "Doubt your opinion on that has changed even during heat."

@familiar-finn

[familiar-finn]

Finn grumbled into the kiss he returned, looking only mildly annoyed about the situation. With the new routine no longer needing a salon, it'd taken the familiar under an hour to get dressed up in the outfit Gareth picked for him, blond wig done up in a French twist framed by a tiara, makeup done, and nails pressed on. A lacy pink thong covered his recently "upgraded" chastity belt underneath the getup and some strategic taping around his pecs gave the illusion of cleavage. Shaving had taken minimal time this go around since he'd worked at the strip club a few nights ago and he only needed to clean up what stubble was growing in.

"There's a fancy steakhouse 'round 'ere I've never been to," he answered, skeptically eyeing his master who was being rather... considerate. "The one on Oymyakon Street near Euphoria. You drive since I plan on drinkin' a lot."

[garethbradbury]

"Fancy steakhouse it is." Gareth wasn't overly fussed about how much money he'd end up spending at the place, considering he was mostly using Finn's tips from work to pay for the whole thing. The aswang patted his slave on the ass and then started out of the house, slipping on a pair of sunglasses as he walked to his car. "I wouldn't get too drunk if I were you. I've got a little thing lined up for you later today and I don't think they're gonna appreciate you showing up drunk." He slid into the car and waited for Finn to get in on the passenger side before he started to drive toward the restaurant. "And it's a fuckin' nice surprise, puppy, so I'd listen if I were you."

[garethbradbury]

Gareth never really went all out for anyone's birthday, not really seeing the point since he didn't give much of a shit about his own. But since Finn had been behaving himself, he thought he'd treat the familiar to some time out for his birthday along with a little surprise that he had lined up for the end of the night. For once, shockingly, it wasn't sex. He'd taken them to the town house and then got dressed in something a little nicer than his usual. Not a suit because he avoided wearing that shit whenever possible, but a nice button up black shirt and jeans. Once he was dressed himself, the aswang knocked on Finn's door and waited, leaning against the wall, for his slave to come out. He turned to look at him once the door opened, taking in the pink get up with a little grin. "Don't know why you bitch so much about what I dress you in when you look like that." Gareth stepped closer to pull Finn into a brief, heated kiss and then pulled away. "You want to eat at one of the restaurants 'round here or you want something a little fancier, honey pot?"

@familiar-finn

[familiar-finn]

"Ugh, fuck," Finn grunted and grimaced when Gareth expectedly gave him little time to recover from the second round. Fortunately he was still rock hard with little help from his master buried inside him like this, his teeth in his neck. He moaned, writhed and rocked on the bed underneath the other. He wrapped his arms around the aswang, nails anchoring themselves in the younger's back. "Fuck me, please," he begged over and over again as he was fucked. "Please. Breed me... like the bitch I am... fill me 'till I'm drippin' your load down my thighs... the rest of the day."

[garethbradbury]

The words had him growling against Finn's skin as Gareth continued to fuck him, nothing gentle or patient in the way that he was thrusting into his slave, the bed creaking loudly underneath them. "Look at you, being so good for me, begging like such a perfect fucking slut. Should see about putting you in heat more often." He didn't give Finn any time to give him some bratty retort, pulling back and wrapping a hand around his slave's throat. Gareth squeezed, just enough that Finn would be able to breathe (though he'd have to work for it), and started to fuck him harder, the muscles in his stomach starting to clench as he felt himself rapidly getting close to his next orgasm. He muttered a curse and leaned over his slave a bit more, adjusting the angle so that he was hitting that little bundle of nerves.

[wyattlaroux]

He dropped his hands to his thighs as he prepared himself for what was to come. He knew better than to expect him to be anything other than rough, from what he's seen of his time there rough was the standard. He focuses on trying to relax, make this as pleasurable for himself as he can with what he could control. He was moving now, thick cock rubbed against his tongue as it aimed for the back of his throat with each quick thrust forward. He does moan around him every other thrust as his eyes slipped closed.

[garethbradbury]

Wyatt moaning around his cock had Gareth's hand tightening its grip in the younger man's hair as he continued to fuck his mouth. It was a very pleasant surprise that the maid was so damn good at taking him like this and Gareth made a mental note to do this again. Soon. "Touch yourself for me." He told him with a sharp tug on Wyatt's hair, the aswang's voice little more than a growl as he edged closer to release.

[familiar-finn]

Finn narrowed his eyes at Gareth's request and hesitated before handing him the cash. He didn't have the energy to argue, knowing it'd only delay the very much needed shower he wanted. He pulled the wad of cash out of his bra and grumbled under his breath slapping it into the aswang's palm. He finally freed himself from the tall heels and carried them as he padded into his room, slamming the door after himself.

He stripped out of the bikini, scrubbed the makeup off his face, and showered. He stood under the hot water for a few extra minutes after washing himself, enjoying the way the heat felt on his skin and muscles. Then he shut the water off, dried himself with a towel, blow dried his hair which he then twisted and pinned up to the back of his head to keep the blond extensions out of the way. He covered himself in nothing more than one of the robes that never quite made it back to his drag closet, the silky material feeling nice on his smooth skin. He expected that whatever his master wanted to do involved more sex.

"What d'you want to do?" he asked as he stood in the door and leaned against the frame, his arms crossed over his chest.

[garethbradbury]

It was a pleasant surprise to not have Finn argue with him about handing over the money, though Gareth suspected he was just tired from work. The kind thing to do would have been to let his slave just sit and relax after his first day on the job, but the aswang wasn't interested in doing that. The older man's entire purpose, after all, was to do what Gareth wanted -- even if Finn often fought him on it. While the familiar was in the shower, the master moved into his bedroom and opened the side of his closet that held all the toys, taking out a smaller box. He'd just closed the door when his slave entered the room, but Gareth didn't reply right away, distracted by the sight of Finn in one of those robes he so liked on the older man. Gareth stepped closer, a hand at the back of Finn's neck to pull him into a deep, heated kiss that only lasted a minute before the aswang forced himself to pull back. "I want you..." He started, opening the box and pressing the cock cage into his slave's hand. "To be a good boy and put this on."

[wyattlaroux]

"I feel that would make it difficult to get my job done if I were to wear something like that." He said, he did not want to wear anything that wasn't already his work assigned clothing. Knowing well that whatever it was that he was put into would be inappropriate for the job. He tried not to wince away from him when he reached out to take his chin, he definitely was not too keen on being this close to him. "I should get back to work." He says, hoping the other would get the hint to let him go.

[garethbradbury]

"Nah, I don't think so. Other ways that I can think of that would make your job a lot harder." Gareth grinned, noting the way that the younger man seemed to have to control a wince when he was grabbed. Adorable, considering the aswang hadn't even done anything to him yet. He looked Wyatt over, considering, his grin widening a little before he let go. "Think you should start with my room first, pretty boy. C'mon, follow me."

[familiar-finn]

Finn batted Gareth's hand away and narrowed his eyes further. He barely suppressed the growl in his throat at that. He wouldn't put it past his master to try that shit. He huffed and rounded he desk for the door. "I'm done with this, I'm fuckin' leavin'." He needed a drink. Or several.

[garethbradbury]

The aswang laughed as Finn batted his hand away, reaching down instead to pick his chair up and settle it behind the desk. Hilarious that his slave still got worked up like it wasn't a common occurrence for Gareth to record things. He settled down onto the chair, watching as Finn stalked toward the door to leave. "Wait, no, come back." Gareth muttered in a clearly sarcastic tone, focusing once again on the computer to finish uploading some things. He'd bother Finn later, maybe.

[bradleyxharper]

There was nothing Bradley enjoyed more than letting his Gareth use him, taking every thrust of his boyfriend's hips and relaxing his throat as much as possible. When he was allowed to take a breath, he did, giving Gareth a little grin as he trailed his tongue along the underside of the aswang's wet, hard length. The faerie didn't need to be told twice, wrapping his hand around his own throbbing cock, slowly stroking himself as he worked Gareth's length with his tongue and mouth. "I love being yours," he whispered, soft and needy. "You need to use me more often."

[garethbradbury]

Gareth exhaled roughly, continuing to rock his hips up, no actual rhythm to the way he was thrusting up into his boyfriend's mouth. He watched as the younger man started to stroke his own cock, a low growl of pleasure escaping the aswang before he pushed impatiently at Bradley's shoulder to get him sitting up. "Get up here and ride me already." Gareth demanded with a slight grin, sure that Bradley would hardly complain about the change.

[xtheonyx]

He was already regretting giving him a chance to do something different. He rolled his eyes heavily as he got up off the floor and went straight to his bedroom. He shot him a glare at the smack which left a tingle of pain to his ass as he walked. Finding the bed he climbed onto it to lay on his back as he said. "I'll be the judge on how fun this truly will be."

[garethbradbury]

"Oh, it's not going to be that bad. I've considered blood play, but I try to not do that with slaves that aren't mine." Not that he would leave scars, anyway, not on an unclaimed slave. But still. It wasn't as fun if he couldn't leave scars behind. "Hands above your head and spread your legs for me like a good boy. C'mon." He patted Onyx on the thigh, raising an eyebrow at him as he waited.

[bradleyxharper]

Bradley opened his mouth to give Gareth a sassy reply, but couldn't even get the words out before he was cut off by the hard bite to his neck which just caused him to gasp and moan instead, his body pressing against his master's, feeling just how worked up Gareth was. At the instruction, the faerie didn't argue, stepping back to shed the clothes he was wearing, tossing them to one side as he climbed on the bed, getting on all fours. "How d'ya want me? Like this?" He asked with a little smirk, looking at Gareth over his shoulder. "C'mon, I can take it. Don't be gentle."

[garethbradbury]

Gareth chuckled against Bradley's skin when he heard the younger man gasp, reluctantly pulling away from him so that the faerie could follow his orders. His gaze slid down hungrily along Bradley's body as more and more of it was exposed to him, wondering why he even allowed the younger man to walk around with clothes. Stupid. The question drew another laugh from the aswang and he moved onto the bed, settling behind Bradley and taking hold of his hips to jerk him back against his body. "This way works just fine. I'm sure I'll have you in every position by the end of the night." The sort of plea was enough to have him growling and thrusting into Bradley in one smooth move, ducking down to sink his teeth into his boyfriend's other shoulder.

[wyattlaroux]

"You might find the place a lot cleaner if you do." He couldn't comment on the attractiveness of his other coworkers, mostly because he hadn't met many of them yet. He wondered if the other would allow him to clean if he did come to clean his place. With the way he was looking at him he heavily doubted it. "I can't say if anyone is as, uh, pretty though."

[garethbradbury]

"Oh? You offering? I might have them put you in a nice little maid outfit before your shifts if that's the case." Though he was sure that he could bully Wyatt into one if he ever decided to put the energy into it. The aswang grinned and leaned in closer, reaching out to take Wyatt's chin in his hand and tilted the younger man's face up. "Not nearly as pretty. I'd remember."