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[krovsxjeremiah]

[krovsxjeremiah]

icebird-khion​:

It’d only been a couple days since Khion arrived in Krovs Castle all tagged and collared as one of the many new slaves in the Undercroft. Surprisingly he was handling it much better than he thought, at least externally. The pamola remained cool as ice on the surface ever since realizing his fate to live in this glorified cage, but he attributed that calm to possibly not fully processing everything yet – yet being the operative word there. 

The hour of sunlight at least helped in easing the feelings of entrapment and stir crazy from staring at the same walls all day in and day out unless some vampire wanted to take him upstairs. Fucking bullshit on that in his mind. Unlikely he’d fight unless he felt absolutely necessary, Khion learning real quick this place had very low tolerance on slaves misbehaving or mouthing off. He wished this stupid collar could come off so he could at least stretch his wings although he highly doubted anyone would allow it. At the very least he’d take a cigarette. 

The ice bird had settled himself on one of the benches in the gardens, head tilted back while sunning himself. His eyes closed behind the sunglasses he’d managed to get from a guard after complaining about how fucking bright it was. He frowned when the warmth hitting his skin suddenly stopped, a shadow blocking his access to the light and he lifted his head to look at the other person. “Something I can help you with there?” he drawled, waving his hand ever so slightly. “You mind? Kind of trying to soak in that natural vitamin D while I can.” 

@krovscastlestarters​

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JJ was getting rather comfortable being at the castle. He wasn’t claimed, but he hadn’t been bothered by anyone that hadn’t mattered. Plus he’d stayed out of trouble and was able to meet a couple of masters and staff that he liked who were willing to let him help around. It definitely kept him from being completely bored. However, he liked more that he could go outside to get the air he had missed from when he was free. Only, he wished he could see his brother and mother again. 

Arms would outstretch above his head, his spine giving a long stretch while he took in the sun’s warmth. It was when a voice broke through his thoughts that eyes would wander to the individual beside him. The man had been someone he had not known, though no surprise given that the castle was rather large, but it would seem the other was a slave just as he had been. The fae would step off to the side, giving a rather awkward smile towards the other, relaxing into his own frame “I-- I am sorry. I tend to let my mind wander and do not realize what is around me.” He’d clear his throat awkwardly. Bringing his hands behind his back to clasp them together, he’d sit beside the other on the bench, having not bothered to ask if he could sit. A bold little thing he was, but he wasn’t rude. “I’m JJ. I don’t think I have seen you around before. Are you new?”

[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

“You haven’t seen every side of me. You might not like me so much if you do.” He offered. Hellhounds had that habit. Sure, they could be warm. But they were also ferociously tempermental. Dangerous. However, because of whatever made up their components, the could also be fiercely loyal. “You do. And we will make best of that time.” He assured the Vila as he covered JJ’s lips, a hand moving to the back of the Vila’s neck as he tasted the other, rocking his hips a little more now.

Something about the way the other was apologizing, flopping back, avoiding his gaze… it was really just giving off the vibes that the other was shy, far opposite from what Vitaly had seen in the other already. JJ was almost always ready to speak his mind. Even when it cost him. At the nips to his skin, Vitaly couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. “Mark away. I intend on letting everyone know where you’ve been, too Милый.” He murmured. The hand on the back of JJ’s neck pulled the other back to look at him as he met his gaze and began thrusting with purpose, still slow but demanding strokes as he settled into a rhythm. “We’re taking our time, too. Don’t cum too fast on me.” Ducking in, then, he hungrily nipped at his neck, suckling on the skin and making a pattern down along his shoulder. 

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JJ hadn’t understood what the other meant by that, and couldn’t imagine anything differently. Vitaly had been nothing but kind to him, albeit gruff but the vila had understood his intentions. The hellhound was very clear with him. “I’m not…worried. Even if you think you might be a certain way with others, you certainly haven’t hurt me or kicked me out. Even when I wasn’t…physically hurt. You let me stay and help— you didn’t have to, but you did.” The vila couldn’t help as hands caressed over the other’s arms, his gaze soft now as he’d look up at the other. He’d been an honest thing, and surely his words would reach the other. At least he’d hoped they would. Even now the other could’ve taken advantage of him, but he didn’t, and JJ would notice. He noticed everything. He’d smile some at that, even as lips pressed into his, though he couldn’t help the way his brows furrowed together and a small hum would emit from his throat into their kiss as hips moved against him, sending waves of pleasure up through his spine. He’d pull his lips away, unable to focus on something as simple as kissing. Even as the vila nipped at the other’s skin, the rush of nerves had made him pause. Doing things he’d never thought he’d do, and yet here he was, a sweaty, moaning mess because of the other.

The word he used was unknown to the vila, and he’d crinkle his nose at that. “What does….that mean?” He’d question, as curious as ever, despite the setting. Though when he was made to meet the other’s gaze, he’d felt his heart flutter at that but then again his brows would stitch together while his eyes would close. His hands had pressed into the other’s abdomen, taking in the other’s form with his hands. A groan that mixed with a moan slipped past and he’d tilt his head to give access of his neck. “Hmng hush—“ he’d managed to say. Trying his best not to get flustered at the idea. “I blame you—“ he’d tease lightly between clenched teeth.

[themorningrose]

[krovsxjeremiah]

hashut​:

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“You’re not— You’re not despicable. I–”

Hadrian held up one hand, a chuckle rising from his broad chest - a mirthless smirk settling onto his features. “No, no, no…” He protested, his voice low and simmering with amusement. “Don’t take it back. What is said in anger is most often the truth. You meant it. And…” He shrugged; “That’s…that’s fine. I am despicable. I’ll admit no one’s ever had the vocabulary to call me such but I’ll wear it, shit. Why not? You meant it. Don’t cover your tracks, you meant it. You said it with your chest and I can respect that. Not many people have the balls to look at my mug and start throwing around insults, you’ve got courage if nothing else.” He raised the cigarette to his lips and drew in a heavy breath, choked with smoke that flourished in his lungs. For a moment, Hadrian imagined he could feel the cancer trying to grow - killed off by his own already-dead nature. 

As the kid drew in closer, sat down on his desk in a show of apparent ‘comfort’ around Hadrian - he eyed him as he began to speak, fiddling with a lock of his hair. The Enforcer’s eyes narrowed as he plucked the hair from his head and placed the strands into his palm and suddenly - it made at least a little bit more sense. As the boy explained, Hadrian nodded along with a small smile. “Vila…” He whispered just as the other said it as well. 

A memory twisted in the back of his mind. Early Germany, shortly after the arrival of the Romans. He’d been studying with her. A witch in the woods - a wise woman of incalculable power. She’d been helping Hashut come to grips with his magic, learn how to summon the rain, how to manipulate the fluids of a person inside their own body. A Vila had stolen from her - a mirror. She had ripped out a handful of his hair as he tried to flee. 

The witch was not kind to him. 

“Your price for what?” Hadrian asked, his voice hard. He turned his gaze up to the creature before him, his brows knitted together in both confusion and frustration. He placed the hair on his desk, his head cocking to the side. “It is one thing to be a slavemaster. It is one to thing to claim ownership of someone else. It is entirely different to…” He looked back to the lock of dark strands. 

“It is different to hold the puppet’s strings.” He said finally. “However…you are property and if someone has a piece of you that gives them control they did not pay for, that will be dealt with.” Raising his gaze, he caught Jeremiah’s eyes with his own. “I will help you to the best of my ability to deal with this but it is not for you. It is for the sake of the property of Krovs castle and a potential security breach, am I understood on that clarification. Secondly…” He pointed to the strands. “That as well as any other hair found belonging to you that is not on your head will be destroyed. You never give away a strand of your hair again. Not even to me. Unless payment has been made and all the ‘t’s are crossed and the ‘i’s dotted, you never do that again. I have half a mind to shave you fuckin’ bald and burn all the hair I take off.” He knew his voice was harsh and Hadrian worked on softening his tone. Mellowing the frustration that this problem suddenly assaulted him with. 

Had he known all this to begin with, this could’ve been handled differently. But staring at the Vila in front of him - he also understood that this wasn’t really his fault. He was just a bearer of bad news. Reaching out, he took Jeremiah’s hand in his own. “I can’t help you unless I know what I’m looking for. Start at the beginning and don’t omit. You can take your time but I need you to tell me everything you can, alright?” 

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“Don’t take it back.“

Now he really felt like total shit, even if the other had agreed and said it was fine. It was completely uncharacteristic of him to be an ass, but it just came from nowhere. A courage he didn’t realize he had, but it was there and the other saw it too. “Even so...I am sorry. My whole life has lived inside a bubble with my parents...as embarrassing as that is. My brother has more experience with everything. I mean, not that I minded. I liked reading out loud to my mom, or watching movies with her. My brother got to be the hero and I--” moved across the world with him and ended up trapped. He certainly felt foolish now. JJ didn’t know why he was talking so much, but maybe because the other had saved him in a way, calming him down from a world he did not understand. It wasn’t like he had anyone to talk to either. “You know..” he’d eye the other closely before managing a smile. “Those things are bad for you. You’ve had quite a few since I got here,” he’d laugh at that softly, eyes averting to the floor though he’d known it wouldn’t actually harm a vampire.

The other would seem to know what he was, and while that drew in a small fear, it also offered some relief. “This is my price to you. For not....you know,” his hand would reach behind his head to scratch it awkwardly with a hint of a blush. “--and for your help.” Though reading the other’s features, JJ had not understood at first. He would be ready to ask, but then Hadrian explained and he’d felt his stomach sink, and his smile faltering. Eyes would meet his and JJ was quick to look away. There was always something about the way people looked at him that just made him feel too seen. He wasn’t sure he liked it. 

“You never give away a strand of your hair again. Not even to me.”

“I...I am sorry. I don’t mean to be trouble, but this is my life.” There was a hum, almost contemplating on having his hair removed, but he thought better of it. “I would rather you not do that. As troublesome as it is....I quite like my hair.” He’d paused. “Even if it is a security thing....protection is not a guarantee. I will of course, try my best but--I am of fae. Even if I don’t want to draw too much attention, my blood alone is like blood for sharks.” It was a sad truth, and one he was already beginning to learn. Although hiding that he had been a vila by saying he was fae had saved him so far from unwanted attention but he wondered...how many were as old as Hadrian to know what he was. His thoughts would be drawn back, the other having taken his hands carefully in his. It was comforting, knowing that someone was willing to listen. Something that he and his brother had been searching for. It was obvious that someone did not want to be found. “From the beginning?” He hummed, his eyes averting to the ring on his finger. “My dad,” he’d swallow thickly. “My dad was a cop in L.A. and he dealt with narcotics most of the time but--the supernatural have a way of making things more difficult.” His hands started to sweat and he’d quickly pull his hands away from the other, placing them on his knees to wipe them off. “He was investigating something...but I don’t know what. My brother would know more, but my father was killed. Which brought us here. My brother has been looking for this person for years. Obsessively so. My mom and I were almost always left alone and when he wanted to come here...I did not want to leave home, but my mom-- she insisted. She didn’t want him to come here by himself. He’s an officer in the village and I worked at the bank...” This was the part that got tricky and his memory had been faded, and it was obvious on his features that he was trying hard to remember. “I was looking at bank statements of a list of names that my brother had found. I....found their file...at home?” He’d paused again. “I noticed one that seemed...weird...and-- that’s all I remember. I’m sorry it’s not useful. Next thing I know I am being accused of breaking into the vault and then...the interrogation room and then...here?” He’d shrug. Maybe he had been glamoured but he wouldn’t have known if he had or if because he’d been a vila, he was made to forget. Not that it mattered now, he was stuck here. “--but I know, that I did not do this. Not willingly. I swear it.”

[krovsxjeremiah]

jamesxzhao​:

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He might not have been the sharpest person out there but he could tell something was wrong. What that was he wasn’t too sure, but he was determined to figure it out. Perhaps it was his fault in a way, he had been busy as of lately, with the whole heat week and dealing with the needs of his sire plus anyone else he happened to come across. He’d hope to make amends if he had done something to upset him. He didn’t have many friends here outside of Mukuro, even if the other was a slave he’d like to think he was one of them. Once in the pool he floated around as he watched the other as he stripped down to his underwear and began to walk along the water. 

“Oh.” He said not expecting to hear what he had heard, he didn’t realize the other had been one. Such a rare thing to see these days, not something he had initially thought about him. “Well– it seems you have been busy.” He noted, he wasn’t sure but he picked up on the bit of attitude. “How are you feeling about losing it? I know some people have a certain way about it.” To lose it in a place like this, it would not have been something he would have wanted if things had been reversed. He wasn’t sure if he should have asked, wasn’t sure what to even say now, though he did want to figure out what was bothering him. 

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JJ had been mildly irate, but mainly because he had wondered if he himself had not been good enough to see the other again, and then out of the blue he would show up to take him away from the Undercroft. There was no greeting or asking how he had been, but the vila had to remind himself that a Master hadn’t owed him anything. He just thought James to be better. JJ would pause, his back somewhat turned towards the other as he thought about it, hist fist clenched at his sides. “I feel fine. In fact it was with someone who treated it with care. He didn’t force himself on me or make it awkward.” His eyes would flutter to look behind his shoulder but then away again. There was a small tint to his cheeks, remember how his night had went. “I-I helped him. He was in heat. So it was equally beneficial. “I spent...most of my time with him. It’s...not that serious.” JJ would not let the other see him get flustered so easily, his wings placing themselves back into their tattoo and he would freefall into the water, staying underneath for a moment longer to calm his heart. 

It was quiet underneath, and JJ could see the frame of the other, having forgotten he’d been nude. He’d swim back to the surface, his hands slicking back his wet, wavy locks, trying to forget. “Why am I here, Master James?” He’d finally ask, his hands smoothing over the surface of the water while his feet kicked below him. “I figured you’d forgotten me. Being trapped down below was an experience during that whole debacle. I was almost ready to hide in the enforcers office until it was over.”

[vitaly-alekhin]

krovsxjeremiah​:

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JJ couldn’t help but laugh, almost in disbelief himself that this was all happening, and he’d groan just a bit at that. “Is that so?” He would glance at the other, quirking up a brow. “The Kind Doctor who could easily get anyone he wanted. How did we end up here~?” The Vila hadn’t meant to tease, but it came out so naturally, and truly he liked hearing the other speak. He’d hum again as lips met his, cutting off their conversation, but he hadn’t minded. Hands would explore the other’s back and down his arms, just happy to have any contact. He hadn’t noticed at first the way the other stretched him, but when he had, lips pulled away as he’d turn his face. It hadn’t hurt, but it was an odd feeling and he’d felt a heat rise in his stomach. The Vila knew the other wanted him to release more than once, but he didn’t realize how soon it would happen again. “Vi-Vitaly–” he’d squirm just slightly now that his length had been taken as well. He’d suck in a breath to catch it, and his hand would explore the vastness of his skin. It was an odd pressure but he didn’t dislike it, there was a moment he’d gotten to the right spot and the Vila had practically melted in the sheets, releasing a moan. “Are…are you okay?” Having felt somewhat selfish when the other was the one in heat. “Mmm–there–” he’d hum, licking over his dry lips. His toes would curl and he’d twitch just slightly, his stomach swelling at the pleasure. He’d twist his hips, wanting more from the other but he couldn’t help when his thighs tingled and burned, and he’d give a small release, making him turn to his side and curl up as he’d done so. Thighs clenched around the other’s hand, and he’d whine just a bit at how sensitive he’d been. Clutching to the sheets tightly, he had to give himself a minute to let his mind come back down to the present. 

“You must have me mistaken. Not very kind I’m afraid. Preferential to a select few.” A small grin pulled at the corner of his lips. It was amusingly enjoyable to watch JJ squirm beneath him. Usually the other was so sure and so vibrantly ready to speak his mind. Watching his tongue get tied up brought Vitaly just the smallest touch of smugness. Then he asked if the hellhound was okay and he hummed. “I’ll be hard until the heat passes. Don’t worry. I’ll get what I need.” He assured the other. And then it happened again, so quickly he almost missed it before he leaned over the other, kissing and nipping along his jawline. Settling so he was directly above JJ and between his legs, he hooked the vila’s limbs over his hips before he settled back to prep his own length, ensuring there was lube in a generous amount as he lined himself up to give JJ more satisfaction. “Deep breath.” He murmured, hand settling on the Vila’s chest. He pushed slowly, but not slow enough to be akin to torture. No slow enough to ease JJ into the sensation of being stretched further. He was tight enough that Vitaly wondered if he could last long enough for the first session as his eyes closed and he hummed. “You feel good.” It’s all he can breathe out before his eyes open again. He takes his time, working himself in, then back a little, then in a little more until he’s skin to skin. Taking the opportunity, he lays out a myriad of reverent kisses to the heated vila below him, sucking on skin every so often and leaving his own little marks. 

[krovsxjeremiah]

“—and so what? I’m part of that select few?” It was almost too much to hope for, and he hadn’t expected more since he’d hardly known the man fully and vice versa. However, their small interactions were enough for the vila to come around again, wanting to help in the clinic even though he was just some L.A. kid with nothing to his name. “I mean…. I feel you’re nicer than you give yourself credit for. Plus, being with you like this is a bonus.” His gaze would flutter away at that, the way he looked at him with such a smile. The vila didn’t want it to get to his head. They were— helping each other out. He’d blush a bit, a part of him happy that he could even offer some relief for the other, to be on display like this. “Well…I have time.” A sad truth to being a slave now, but at least he was with the hellhound and not some other creeper.

A part of him didn’t think he could even cum again, but that didn’t stop him. The other had made him feel good, and now he could at least do the same. There was an audible gasp, a hitch to his breath that paused at the pressure of the other’s hardened length. His hands would instinctively wrap around the other’s wrist of the hand that held him still, as if it was enough to comfort him. He was ready. He had wanted this. JJ would let out a small whine, though not because of pain, but having been filled. His eyes would never leave the other’s face, focusing more on the way he made him feel rather than what was actually happening. Hearing him give praise made the vila’s heart patter and he’d glance away. “I— hush.” The vila might not have had a heat, but his skin certainly felt like it was on fire. He hadn’t anticipated that size actually meant something, but it wasn’t horrible and the more he stretched him, the less unbearable it became. Lips would caress his skin, each one tingling. He’d wanted more. His hands would stroke along the other’s forearms and he’d pull the other down onto his frame to kiss him, only to teasingly bite at his shoulder. He didn’t know what came over him but as soon as he’d done it, his head would fall back and he’d flush. “Sorry-“ he’d pause. “You can…fill me up— or something I’ve heard in passing of the halls.”

[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

JJ beneath him, or hooked around him, was a sight and a feeling he had gotten comfortable with far too fast. “Good… because if it was anyone else, I might have been put out.” He teased, letting those last words fall from the Vila’s lips as he rocked his hips against the other. But he took this opportunity to slide his hand between the other’s cheeks and let his finger run along until he slid it gently into JJ’s entrance, taking the opportunity to kiss him and distract him from the intrusion. His free hand moved along to stroke the man beneath him back to life as he stretched the hole he very much wanted to enter. Taking his time would mean JJ could enjoy this a little more. He himself was hard as a rock and ready to just mount the willing man now melting into his hold. One finger turned into two, getting just enough in him to really push him towards the brink again as he curled his fingers into the vila and press on his prostate. “I will…. I can’t wait to fill you.”

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JJ couldn’t help but laugh, almost in disbelief himself that this was all happening, and he’d groan just a bit at that. “Is that so?” He would glance at the other, quirking up a brow. “The Kind Doctor who could easily get anyone he wanted. How did we end up here~?” The Vila hadn’t meant to tease, but it came out so naturally, and truly he liked hearing the other speak. He’d hum again as lips met his, cutting off their conversation, but he hadn’t minded. Hands would explore the other’s back and down his arms, just happy to have any contact. He hadn’t noticed at first the way the other stretched him, but when he had, lips pulled away as he’d turn his face. It hadn’t hurt, but it was an odd feeling and he’d felt a heat rise in his stomach. The Vila knew the other wanted him to release more than once, but he didn’t realize how soon it would happen again. “Vi-Vitaly--” he’d squirm just slightly now that his length had been taken as well. He’d suck in a breath to catch it, and his hand would explore the vastness of his skin. It was an odd pressure but he didn’t dislike it, there was a moment he’d gotten to the right spot and the Vila had practically melted in the sheets, releasing a moan. “Are...are you okay?” Having felt somewhat selfish when the other was the one in heat. “Mmm--there--” he’d hum, licking over his dry lips. His toes would curl and he’d twitch just slightly, his stomach swelling at the pleasure. He’d twist his hips, wanting more from the other but he couldn’t help when his thighs tingled and burned, and he’d give a small release, making him turn to his side and curl up as he’d done so. Thighs clenched around the other’s hand, and he’d whine just a bit at how sensitive he’d been. Clutching to the sheets tightly, he had to give himself a minute to let his mind come back down to the present. 

[angelacuna]

   Even a month ago Angel thought that he wouldn’t have ended up here like this. If anything he would assume that the undercroft would be his home forever. Now, he was here, a few sandwiches tucked into a bag. He knew Hadrian wouldn’t miss the items he had used to make the sandwiches, simply assuming that Angel had ate more than usual.

    Though that was generally not the truth– he still had a hard time wrapping his head around the idea of three larger meals a day. Decades of starvations had left him with habits he couldn’t quit.

   Approaching the other, he crouched down and offered a soft smile. “Would you like a sandwich?” He held one out, “It’s peanut butter and jelly. Apple jelly. Did you know they make that?” Truthfully, the slave had never had a PB&J until just recently and was fascinated with the item.

@krovsxjeremiah​

[krovsxjeremiah]

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Why had the fae always been lying on his cot? It was kinda lonely to look at, but the vila hadn’t minded having grown up with only his family to keep him real company. So, whenever he was alone, he was never sad about it but he was surprised by those who would come to visit him. That would be a small few, to which JJ was thankful, but he’d wondered if he was starting to get too comfortable at the castle. Something he never thought he’d be. As the other offered him something to eat, the vila would sit up eyeing the man for a moment. He had not known him, but he seemed friendly enough. “Is it poisonous?” He’d somewhat tease, though in a place like this, one could never be too certain. The other seemed surprised by such a simple thing as jelly, and JJ couldn’t help the small smile on his face. “Yes, as well as almond butter and different arrays of jelly. I personally like just mint jelly and butter for breakfast--” a weird combo but it was salty and sweet, and it didn’t leave a weird taste afterwards. He’d take the sandwich, managing a small bite with a satisfying hum. “Thank you. I’m...JJ.”

[jamesxzhao]

James for once had a pretty nice idea of how he wanted to spend his day, the only problem was he didn’t have anyone to spend it with. He didn’t want to bother Mukuro about it so he sought after the only slave he really seemed to know. After getting the boy from the undercroft he lead him down to where the pool was, hoping to find that no one else was there. It seemed he was in luck, a rare occurrence for him, that the are was clear of anyone else. “Tada! We’re here, and looks like we’re the only ones. Nice.” He’d say out lout, mostly to himself though he didn’t mind the other hearing him. “Figured you might like to take a dip in a nicer pool than what they have down under. Besides, was looking for someone to hang out with for a while. Doubt you were particularly busy.” He moved himself close to the pool, along the way he stripped himself of his clothes. Getting himself down until he was completely naked before jumping into the pool. When he broke through the surface he looked over at the other, “Come on, the water is nice, I promise.” Completely forgetting that not everyone was super comfortable with being naked like he was, he’d float around where he had came up waiting for the other to join him.

@krovsxjeremiah​

[krovsxjeremiah]

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JJ hadn’t really been busy since the previous week, having taken the time to rest. He might’ve had a few marks, but otherwise, he was healthy and in good spirits. No one had bothered him too much or tried anything unsavory today. As he’d been lying on his cot, his feet dangling in the air behind him, he’d glance through some magazine he found even though it was all in Russian. It was enough to keep him preoccupied. However, a familiar face had come for him, and despite having asked where they were going, the other would insist it was a surprise. When they arrived, James would seem excited but JJ would stand mildly confused for a moment. “I kind of just-- mind my own business. That’s what I was told to do.” Not that he wasn’t grateful to get out of the Undercroft, and James was always nice to him, one of the extremely few he trusted, but the other hadn’t even seen him in some time. He’d wondered if maybe their last interaction wasn’t pleasant. He’d watch as the other undressed, quickly averting his gaze to something else while his face flushed. 

“Doubt you were particularly busy.”

He didn’t know why, but that kind of stung and as the other would dip into the pool, he’d stare at the other, giving the man a splash with his foot when he’d surface. Removing only partial of his clothing, he’d keep his boxers on, and would seemingly walk on water around the other, his wings fluttering out behind him. The only bit of magic the castle would give to fae. “You’re right. I mean, I did lose my virginity last week, and might’ve had some weird run ins with Masters who were kind of rude, but you know-- not busy.” There was a small taste of bitterness, though he had no idea where it came from. Maybe it was displaced, or maybe because the other hadn’t stopped by. 

[thehopefulquotes]

“Being listened to and heard is one of the greatest desires of the human heart. And those who learn to listen are the most loved and respected.”

— Unknown

[claras-oswald]

“there is no death for witches.”

[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

The other came and it was a sight Vitaly would keep like a polaroid in his mind for quite some time. Waiting until the other came down, the hellhound chuckled. “No… I’m nowhere near finished with you.” He assured JJ, leaning in to let his tongue drag along the stream of white on the others stomach. He licked clean everywhere else before he came back to the Vila’s length, still slightly hard and likely super sensitive. He suckled on the head of the boy’s length gently, cleaning him off before he moved to hover over him. “I’m hoping that was good for you.” He told the other before he kissed him slowly. His own length ached, evidently straining as he hooked JJ’s leg over his waist, rocking his hips into the other’s. A few times he felt himself brush between the boy’s cheeks, something he desperately hoped to feel much more of. But he pulled away, breaking the heated kiss as he nipped gently on the VIla’s lower lip. “If I do this, it might hurt for a little. First time is not comfortable.” He explained as his length pushed between the boy’s cheeks again. His head brushed against the other’s entrance and he shut his eyes for a few moments. “But I promise… it will feel good again.”

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Hearing him, he’d flush, trying to let his mind wander to other things than imagining what Vitaly had in store for him. It was when his tongue had licked up the mess he made that his mouth would gape open in utter shock, as it had been the hottest thing he had ever seen in his life, and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. “Vitaly--” his voice soft, a hand daring to reach out to touch his hair. He’d twitch at his sensitive length, offering a soft whine as he tried to control himself, but he’d settle back down as eyes now peered down at him. His breath had hitched and his lower lip quivered, wanting their lips to be reconnected, a feeling that brought him warmth. “I’ve.... done things on my own but-- not that. Afterall, I was a teenager once,” he’d muse, and he’d smile into the kiss the other provided, following in a slow tandem and tasting his release. Hands would reach up, fingers getting lost in his hair, having unnoticed at first the hardened length against him. He was lost in the other, his worry subsided. If he had to choose someone in the castle to do this with, it would have been a very small number, having not trusted anyone in the slightest, but Vitaly made it easy. He’d spoken his thoughts, and gave the vila a chance. That was enough for him. A groan would escape as lips pulled away, not liking that they had again, but it would finally sink in that this was happening. JJ would try to look down in the space between their bodies, then back up. He’d grow somewhat quiet for a moment, letting his mind wander and he’d swallow thickly with resolve. “I want this.” He’d nod his head quickly. “I want it to be you. Someone I know...someone I trust. What’s pleasure without a little pain? Or so I keep hearing.” He could feel the other against him, and he’d bite onto his lower lip. His leg would unhook to brush along the other’s side in encouragement. This would be the first time he’d utter a curse openly in front of another, finding such a word to be vulgar, but he couldn’t help it. It would just slip past his lips. “Fuck me, please.” 

[emziess]

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[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

Vitaly moaned as the other rolled into his throat. This was something he enjoyed doing, far more than he would ever admit. Watching people come undone, but there was something particularly special about doing this with JJ at this moment. As the other kept calling for him, Vitaly chuckled, but didn’t stop sucking on the other slowly. He was going to have to endure more than he’d bargained for if he’d allow Vitaly to do so. Now that his legs had fallen open, the hellhound took the opportunity to slide his thumb between the other’s cheeks, pressing at his entrance lightly. Even just teasing the skin would be likely overwhelming for the vila, and Vitaly was committed to making the other tip over the edge more than just once. That’s what it was like for Vitaly being in heat. Having to finish over and over again, even when he was beyond sensitive. Popping off the other’s length for just as moment, his other hand stroked him slowly while he watched the other. “You can finish for me… It won’t be last time tonight.”

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It would seem Vitaly would be unrelenting, even as the vila would call and whine for him, being evident that he’d sought for the vila’s release. The thought alone of unraveling before the other brought nerves, but also excitement. A feeling he could not describe just yet in his inexperience. To be on display. He’d begin to pant, his breath leaving him as he’d felt his insides swell, wanting release. He’d known this feeling, having had alot of time to be alone growing up, but never in front of someone else. An unknown sound escaped past the vila’s lips as the other would tease his entrance. His head would drop back, sweat glistening at his skin. It was enough for JJ’s stomach to tighten, his thighs burning with that familiar rush that would come to pass. He’d groan as Vitaly pulled away, but hearing him allowed the vila to do as he was told, a whimper of a moan finally emitting as he’d release a stream of white along his abdomen and length. JJ would tense for a moment, his mind in electrostatic as he’d come down from the climax high slowly, but once he’d had a moment to catch his breath, Vitaly’s words would finally sink in. “Won’t be the last?” He’d question rather innocently, sitting up on his elbows now to take a look at the other while his breathing would normalize. His face had been warm and flustered and he’d look at the small mess he made. “Sorry--” A hand would come up to let fingertips touch lightly on the cum as if to wipe it off, his tummy twitching beneath. 

[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

It was fun for Vitaly to have someone so… daisy fresh beneath him. And yet, he felt some sense of responsibility. JJ was in a delicate position, and he didn’t want to take advantage (or more so than he currently was). Vitaly knew what it was like to have your hand forced, to be made to do things not particularly in your interests. The Kremlin government had done so with him for years. But all that was shrouded somewhere in the back of his mind while this beautiful boy gave him full reign as he gave the other a small smirk before he grasped the others length, giving him a few slow strokes before Vitaly put his mouth to use, taking the tip of the other between his lips and slowly sinking until his nose met the vila’s waist. Tongue teasing the underside as he came back up, he repeated the motion slowly. Hands slid up his thighs, fingertips brushing lightly in an attempt to light every nerve on fire and bring the other reeling to an edge Vitaly could carry him over. If he had his way, JJ would know what heat felt like. He soon found a rhythm as he hollowed out his cheeks while his hands busied themselves with running up JJ’s chest, lightly dragging fingertips down while he hummed around the flesh occupying his mouth.

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There was an audible gasp, eyes growing wide as their gazes would meet at the grip of his length, and he’d twitch just slightly with each stroke. He hadn’t meant to, but there was a sound that slipped past lips that had gaped open. Thighs would shake before he’d open them more, hands clenching tightly to the sheets. To watch the other as he’d pump him, feel the warm wet cavity of his mouth engulf him made his stomach tighten, and his chest would warm. JJ would hum, biting harder on his lower lip to suppress the noises he’d make. He’d fall back onto the mattress, his breathing somewhat heavy as he tried to take in air. The Vila wanted to touch the other, to feel the contact between them, but his body had reacted to the touches the other would give to him. His back would arch just slightly, and his hips would roll into the steady movement. “Vitaly...” He’d utter his name beneath his breath, his mind a foggy mess. His skin burned with roaming hands, and the Vila would be quick to place his own on top of the other’s, interlacing his fingers with theirs. Yet, JJ craved more. He wanted the other to engulf his frame, a need, but he’d worried if it had been too hasty to beg for the other. To have lips meet his. “Vitaly, please--” He’d whine softly, calling for the other, wanting him. His length had hardened easily within the other’s grasp, the stimulation enough to make him release if he wasn’t careful. His hands slid over the sheets, still tugging at them as he’d squirm more, finding that he’d been rather sensitive.  

[krovsxjeremiah]

vitaly-alekhin​:

Giving him permission was all Vitaly needed to start doing what he’d been thinking about since he saw JJ in the undercroft. “If you need to stop, tell me.” He murmured. And then he guided the other back to the bed, lips coveting his slowly. The kiss became deeper with each passing second until Vitaly had the boy on his back against the sheets, hands beginning to stroke, touch, and memorize everything now offered to him. Vitaly hovered over the boy for just a moment before his kisses began to adorn skin, heading down a very obvious trail down the other’s body. Before long, he found himself at the Vila’s thigh, kissing towards the inseam slowly. “May I put my mouth on you?”

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It was strange. His parents growing up had always feared that the vila siblings would be taken advantaged of if anyone had found out. In a way, they had been, with JJ being stuck within the castle walls, but he’d found protection from a few of the inhabitants. People he could go to if he ever felt scared or worried. For that, he was thankful and put at ease. The other before him had been one of those people, and JJ had wanted to please him. Like he wanted to, needed to. In his position, there was no way he could ever repay the kindness that was given to him. Now, here the other was, taking his time and respecting him. JJ could only stare at the other for a long while, his thoughts distracting him as he’d stare in adoration. “I’m okay..” he too, would speak softly between them, following in a slow tandem as their lips met once more, walking backwards while his hands would reach up to get tangled within the hellhounds hair. Once his back hit the mattress, there was a small gasp that escaped between their lips, but he’d relish in the taste of the other. He didn’t care if his face flustered, or if parts of him might’ve shaken. His focus had solely been on the other and the sensations he provided. He’d groan as their lips parted, but he’d squirm just slightly with kisses trailed along his skin. JJ would suck in a breath, now that the other had been between his thighs, and eyes would flutter up to the ceiling until his question broke him from his trance. He didn’t know what the other meant, but he hadn’t cared. He’d trusted Vitaly to make him feel good. That was what the other had said. JJ would sit up slightly by his elbows so he could look at the other, biting onto his lower lip, and giving the other a curt nod, his face would warm at the image below him, unable to look away.