Henri Delacroix

1,500. Ahool (Storm Dragon). Versatile. Master. Sired by Stigr Anselm. Sideblog to Finn. [[Closed RP account for Krovs Castle. Will only RP with members of Krovs.]]

[henri-delacroix]

"I'm sure you know why I rented you, Ryker," Henri stated to the slave who'd just arrived via guard escort. He paused a moment, drinking in the handsome, well-built, younger dragon who stood a few inches taller than himself in height. He could smell the pheromones and need wafting off of Ryker, both of their scents permeating the air in his suite.

He strode closer to the younger man as he removed his shirt, his skin flushed with fever and muscles highlighted by the light sheen of sweat. "I'm assuming you have no objections to easing each others' heat, dragon to dragon, yes?"

@xicedragon

[henri-delacroix]

At his age, Henri knew how to control himself in heat. Though that didn't mean the ahool lacked any desire. He didn't believe in suppressants; those things hadn't existed when he'd started going through heat and he'd learned not to need them by the time they were created.

Best way to treat heat symptoms was simply by fucking.

This time he used the directory app to find someone he'd experienced before. He saw the human slave, Brendan, was available in the Undercroft and selected him for a couple hours of time.

Henri answered the door naked and ready to his awaiting rental, dark eyes roaming over the young slave presented to him by a guard. He thanked the staff member and gestured Brendan inside. His body normally cool with undeath now radiated a sickly heat.

"I'm sure you know why I've brought you up here," the ahool rumbled as he closed the distance on his prize. His excitement continued growing between his legs. "This is not the time to be talking more than acting like you did last time. Strip and let me see you on your knees."

@xbrendankerr

[armandxmoreau]

Armand made an impatient little sound when Henri's fingers withdrew, but he suspected that the man wouldn't leave him empty for long. After all, the master didn't seem like the type to beat around the bush once he was focused on the things that he wanted and the wolf was pleased that it seemed he was right as Henri started to press into him. Even though the older man had spent the time to work him open, there was still that familiar stretch as Armand's body worked to adjust to the master's cock, a slight pain shooting through the slave that he welcomed. The slave's lips parted in a soft moan at being filled, giving himself a few seconds before he rolled his hips. "As do you." He returned, opening his eyes to look up at the master. "Feel even better once you move." Armand paused, his tongue darting out to wet his bottom lip. "Please."

[henri-delacroix]

Henri rocked his hips back and thrust forward, slow to start, and then building up into a steadier, quicker rhythm. Grunts and groans filled the room over the sounds of skin against skin and the bed creaking beneath them. "Fuck," the older man breathed out not for the first time, the profanities slipping in quiet, sharp exhales here and there. Minutes passed like that and the ball of pressure in his lower belly continued to twist, swell, and coil, and Henri didn't bother holding back. His dark eyes turned to glowing red as his fangs extended from his canines. He hinged forward, grabbed a handful of Armand's hair, and yanked his head to the side. "Cum for me," he murmured right before plunging his teeth into the slave's neck as he fucked his own seed into him.

[xmordecaidavies]

The vampire shrugged a little, not responding right away as he thought it over. "A few months, maybe. Though I guess that could change, depending on whether or not I decide to claim someone eventually." Though Mordecai wasn't sure that would happen since he wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought of owning someone. "What about you?"

[henri-delacroix]

"Undecided," Henri answered with a shrug of his own. "Until I grow bored of these surroundings, I suppose. I can continue working here for as long as needed." He also didn't have anyone to go home to back in Paris or any other location. Henri didn't mind that.

[stigranselm]

"Hm. Baffling." Stigr returned with a little smile that he covered by taking a sip of his drink. He settled back against the counter, considering Henri over the glass before nodding. "As I expected you would. But do try to enjoy the slaves occasionally. You do need a break, after all." He paused at the comment, opened his mouth and then stopped for a few seconds before chuckling. "I suppose you have a point. Though it seems that other things have been distracting me from actual work lately."

[henri-delacroix]

"I intend to. A man needs to feed, no?" Henri assured Stigr with a smirk. He sure couldn't feed from other masters. Staff and villagers were also an option. He'd bite or fuck whatever interested him at the time when he needed.

He raised a brow at his sire. "Oh? What's been distracting you?"

[merekhopper]

Merek took a deep breath as soon as they were in the courtyard, just happy to get a little bit of fresh air. Not that it had been that long since he'd been rented out, but the pyromancer absolutely detested the gloominess of the Undercroft. "That really seems to be a common thing around here, being a workaholic." He replied with a laugh. "So many of the masters seem to keep working, even though this castle is meant to be a vacation spot."

[henri-delacroix]

"This is also where the Vampire Council congregate to, you know, work," Henri reminded Merek with a polite smile as they passed through the courtyard and to the doors back inside. He held it open and gestured for Merek to enter first, Henri following him. "I'm not one to take vacations either. I merely change my working location from time to time."

[evclex]

Eirik could taste the soul before he saw the person. "You don't need to lurk in the corners, darling." He murmured as he read over one of the newest spell books he'd managed to get hands on. "Although you could hand me that wine over in the ice bucket. It's been a hell of a day. I could use some unwinding. Would you be so kind?"

@henri-delacroix

[henri-delacroix]

"Drinking on the job, Mr. Vale?" Henri teased as he did what was asked. Eirik did request it so politely. He paused with bottle in hand to inspect it before passing it over. "I was merely inspecting some of your newest inventory. Seems business is going well for you, no?" Henri, at least, found use in having this type of shop around Krovs Town. Then again, he'd always been more of the intellectual-leaning elder supernatural rather than physical. Though he could be the latter as well when needed.

[xbrendankerr]

The slave's gaze dropped to watch Henri's tongue swipe against his own fingers, desire coiling through his body at the sight. A good thing that the master was so damn hot, made up for his complete lack of conversational skills before all this. A strangled little noise left Brendan at the first press of Henri's finger against his entrance and he dropped back against the bed, his head thumping down onto the pillow. It took almost an embarrassingly short time to have him panting underneath the master, the human's eyes dark with lust as he stared up at Henri. His hips rocked down for a few seconds, desperately trying to get more. "It feels very, very fucking good."

[henri-delacroix]

"Good," Henri rumbled low in his throat, still watching every squirm of his body and flicker of pleasure across Brendan's features. He soon added a second finger and kept up his efforts, enjoying the way the human so easily succumbed to lust. He continued working him over nice and slow. His own cock throbbed between his thighs, aching to be inside the younger man. Fortunately Henri was mostly a patient man and wanted to hear it from the slave himself. "You want something else though, don't you, Brendan?"

[reapthewarner]

Patience came to him naturally as he waited on the master as he did what he needed to with his phone. He didn't quite understand the logistics of the castle just yet but he assumed there was a way for them to rent a slave from any device. With the gesture to follow he did as silenly commanded, an easy enough request for him to follow. The question did have him tilting his head some as he quickly answered it. "Only a few days." He knew he hadn't been there long, not even a week at his point.

[henri-delacroix]

"Interesting," Henri murmured. He glanced over at Warner beside him even though the ahool maintained a good few steps in the lead. "From your demeanor I would've guessed you'd been here longer than that."

[armandxmoreau]

The wolf grunted as his back hit the mattress, spreading his legs so that Henri could settle between them and he returned the kiss, one hand sliding down along the older man's back. His legs spread a bit further apart at the first press of the master's finger against his hole, his hips jerking underneath Henri as the man started to repeatedly hit just the right spot. It had his breathing deepening, his hold on Henri growing tight briefly. A whine escaped Armand after a few seconds and he brushed his tongue against the master's bottom lip, asking for entrance as he started to rock his hips down against Henri's fingers.

[henri-delacroix]

Henri parted his lips against the wolf slave's, moaning softly as he tasted him. He couldn't wait to taste more. He worked Armand over with his fingers a little more before withdrawing them entirely. He sat up between the other's legs. Another spit into his palm to wet his cock throbbing between his legs and Armand wasn't left emptied for long. Henri firmly gripped the younger man's hips and groaned again as inch after inch sank into that tight, welcoming heat. "Fuck," he exhaled once he bottomed out. "You feel good, Armand."

[stigranselm]

"It was. Just pointless drama as usual. I suppose that is the problem with having so many large egos in one space." Stigr responded, rolling his eyes at the thought. The council could be incredibly effective for a majority of the time, but the occasional ridiculous squabbles and arrogance from some of the older masters could make things difficult. "I've never understood why the council doesn't interest you." The vampire teased with a faint smile. "I'm glad to hear it, but I'm equally glad that you're here. In my opinion, you were very much in need of a vacation."

[henri-delacroix]

“Truly a mystery,” Henri laughed lightly. He brought his wine back to his lips again for a drink, still smiling warmly. “You always say that. Just know that I intend to keep working while I’m here.” It was difficult for him to even consider taking a day off. “Don’t get started as I believe you are here primarily for work, no?”

[xbrendankerr]

The human narrowed his eyes at the master as he just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. God forbid that they talked while having sex, but fine. Brendan pushed himself up off the bed so that he could kneel on it directly in front of Henri, tugging him into a kiss as one hand moved down to wrap around the master's cock.

[henri-delacroix]

Henri wasn't interested in conversation beyond what should be discussed during sex. What they liked, what they didn't like, hard limits. He'd made a preference of his clear and it wasn't up for debate, especially not from a slave. This was a cut and dry business exchange, not some romantic or friendly partnership.

He hummed his approval as he returned the kiss, glad Brendan caught on. He then shoved the slave down onto his back and climbed over him settling in between spread legs. He held himself up with a single hand on the mattress besides Brendan's head, his other hand at his mouth where his tongue swiped seductively over his own fingers. Henri dipped his hand down and guided a single finger into the tight entrance up to the knuckle and curled it over and over again against that sensitive bundle of nerves. "How's that feel?" he asked low, dark eyes flickering to meet Brendan's.

[xbrendankerr]

"Right. So I'll just avoid calling you that from now on." Brendan wasn't sure that he could ever address someone with 'sir' and sincerely mean it. The only times he'd ever used it was either to mock someone or to be sarcastic. He looked Henri over once the man was naked, the human clearly interested though he frowned and looked back up at the master. "Absolutely not to both of those things. I'm not interested in being tamed or whatever the hell, sounds fucking stupid."

[henri-delacroix]

"Then stop acting like it," Henri said, crossing his arms over his chest. "You seem more interested in talking rather than fucking."

[armandxmoreau]

Armand nodded, his own gaze sweeping down to take in all of Henri now that the ahool had discarded the robe. With nothing to hold onto now, the werewolf's hands brushed down along the older man's chest and stomach in featherlight touches. His lips parted against Henri's at the first brush of his tongue and Armand stepped in closer so there was no space between them. "I prefer to bottom." The omega muttered -- he'd top if he was pushed to, but the slave had never found much enjoyment from it.

[henri-delacroix]

Henri nodded once in acknowledgment breaking away from the kiss. He took Armand by the wrist and guided him into his bedroom, then shoved him back on the bed. The ahool climbed atop him, settling in between the younger's spread legs and hinging over him to catch his mouth again to pick up where they left off. He paused briefly to swipe his fingers through his mouth. He dipped a single finger in between the wolf slave's long legs until he found that tight entrance, pressed it in to the first knuckle, and curled it against that sensitive bundle of nerves. He repeated that over and over, added a second digit, and continued, all while keeping Armand's mouth against his own in a quickly heating exchange.

[stigranselm]

"Funny and yet somehow disappointing. I hope that you'll find a slave who can hold your attention." Though Stigr was sure it was his own fault, really. He'd been told before that he could be incredibly picky when it came to slaves. Forgive him for having standards, unlike some. "I thought that you would." He gave his fledgling a smile before one shoulder raised in a shrug. "There was some drama in the council some months ago, but things seem to have settled down quite a bit since then. It's almost boring, but I think we both know drama always stirs in the council eventually." He considered Henri for a moment. "How have things been for you outside of the castle?"

[henri-delacroix]

"We'll see." Henri hummed around his wine. He was terribly picky when it came to slaves and never shown much interest in claiming anyone in his past visits.

He smirked back at his sire. "What happened? Was it that Belgian councilman you've mentioned?" He wouldn't be surprised, frankly. This was why he couldn't deal with the council; too much petty drama that wasted time. He much preferred working on his own terms, hence why his business was so successful. "Things have been well for me. Not much is new since the last we spoke, though I did finally succeed in acquiring that one independent agency I mentioned for the Aethelgard Groupe."

[merekhopper]

"I would argue that I'm the lucky one." Merek flashed his usual charming smile as he followed Henri toward the guard station, taking a deep breath once they were headed up the stairs. It really felt incredibly suffocating down in the Undercroft. "I've been good, all things considered. Honestly, I thought I'd have harder time of it, but the masters so far have been quite decent." He glanced over at Henri. "What have you been up to since the last time you were at the castle?"

[henri-delacroix]

"I'm glad to hear that," Henri said genuinely. "The usual, running Aethelgard and finding ways to grow it." He smiled warmly as they exited the old castle and into the courtyard between the two sections. "You know how I am, always working."

[henri-delacroix]