Luke Omnes

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avelineberthou​:

His kiss was sweet, and tasted like the sugar of the wine. Her breath caught for a moment as she allowed it. Indulging both of them, she parted his lips with her own before letting her tongue sweep along the seam of them to taste him. Her heart picked up, and Aveline worked to remember how long it had been since she had had a sweet little submissive at her beck and call. A while, if she wasn’t mistaken. 

She dragged the kiss out for another moment, pressing her thigh between his to coax him, before turning to abruptly deposit him on one of the large armchairs beside them. One long graceful leg came to rest on the cushion between his and she dragged her hands over the green of her dress to ease it back. “Help me with my stockings, sweetling,” she purred to him. “And maybe I’ll let you kiss me again.”

Luke was lost in the kiss for a moment. Aveline was warm and tasted sweet and the soft buzz he felt from the alcohol only became more pleasant. 

He was caught off guard when the domme suddenly pushed him back into one of the armchairs - had they been moving? Luke couldn’t remember. He could only remember the taste of her lips and the feeling of her thigh pressed between his legs.

Aveline still stood, gracefully moving one of her legs between his one again. Luke was familiar with this routine, but for once, he didn’t mind doing this. Practiced fingers carefully looped around the top of the stockings, easing them down so they didn’t run or rip. Luke leaned in to press a kiss to her bare knee, but stopped, remembering he hadn’t received permission.

He looked up at the domme through his eyelashes as he carefully slid the first stocking off of her foot. “Can I, ma’am?” Luke asked, his voice soft.

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xavier-letallec​:

Xavier allowed the kiss, though he smirked into it. This Luke was very different from the Luke at the bar. But he didn’t mind it. He tasted like wine and beer, as Xavier was sure he did too. And what he asked for was fuck me. Not anything complicated. Nothing too difficult to pull off. Xavier could absolutely do that. 

Pulling back from the kiss, Xavier gave a reproachful bitehea to Luke’s lower lip. “That one was free,” he purred. “But good boys ask before they do that shit. Now… you and me are gonna get into a cab and I’m gonna take you to my favorite spot.” Leaning down, he pressed so close to Luke that his hand was shadowed from passerby before he pressed it right up against the younger man’s cock pointedly. “And then you and me are gonna have a real good time.” He gave a little squeeze to the spot before smirking. 

“Unless, of course, you want me to take you over by those trees over there and we take our chances with Nantes security.”

Luke let out a small groan as the dom bit down on his lower lip. That only made him want to be anything but a good boy. 

For a second, in Luke’s hazy mind, he didn’t see any problem with getting fucked amongst the trees. But the dom’s favorite spot was equally intriguing, even if it meant he had to wait. Xavier wasn’t making waiting easy at all.

“Fuck...” he groaned, feeling the dom’s hand still pressed against his cock. “Mm, I’ll go with you, sir. To your spot. I’ll go. I’ll be good too.”

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Sacha: I find it counterintuitive that Netflix would tell me that there were more fun things I could be doing than watch Netflix.

Sacha: Or maybe it's you telling me that

Luke: I could be suggesting that.

Luke: But I understand if Netflix is more interesting.

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Sacha: now, now. Everyone has a guilty pleasure.

Sacha: But the constant asking me if I am still watching is judgement I do not need in my life.

Luke: Maybe it's not judgement. Maybe it's advice.

Luke: Maybe it's telling you there's more fun things you could be doing than watching Netflix.

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Sacha: Why does Netflix have to be such a judgmental bitch?

Luke: Is it being judgmental, sir, or are you watching something worth being judged for?

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clxxaisha​:

Now that she was doing hanging out on the edge of the crowd, Aisha could finally be apart of the main event. Wine tasting. And it was an extremely slow event for her. She was still on her first glass, it was enjoyable but she wanted to take it slow. Maybe, people watch for a bit. What she didn’t want was to get carried away and make a fool of herself. 

She didn’t expect a compliment though. In fact, she hadn’t even realized that someone was right there. “Oh-t-thank you.” She stumbled over the word, turning her attention towards him. A small giggle slipping out right after, she understood now. “‘You’re handsome as well. Are you enjoying yourself?”

Aisha was still quite new to the house - he’d met her a couple of times, seen her in passing, had always had the thought on his mind. But sober Luke had a filter. Tipsy Luke lost his around glass three or four. “No, I mean... you’re pretty. Really pretty. It’s not the same,” he countered. “You’re the type of pretty dominants fight over. I just really thought you should know... if no one’s told you, now I am.” He took a sip from his wine and considered the question. “Uh, I think so. I mean, there’s worse things I could be doing. But I found something I like to drink so... there’s also that.”

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avelineberthou​:

“If you don’t like it, petal, no need to learn.”

Oh he was so innocent. So sweet and gentle. She liked that. Her hand reached for the door and she pushed it open, pleased to find it empty as she leaned in to murmur in his ear, “I don’t want to talk about books, petal. I just happened to know that the room was out of the way enough that no one would come looking for it. And…” Pulling him through the door, she closed it before turning the lock. “It’s one of the few main rooms in the house with a lock,” she purred.

Biting her lip, she looked up at him through her lashes, stepping so close that she could smell the faint scent of alcohol on his breath. “What do you think about that, cher?”

Oh. Oh.

The audible click of the lock sent most of the blood in his body straight to his cock. He was tipsy, perpetually horny, and with a beautiful domme who was apparently was on the same wavelength. 

Aveline leaned in close to him, asking him what he thought of her bringing him to the library. Luke wasn’t sure if it was her perfume or her shampoo or something else entirely, but she smelled downright heavenly this close. She was drop dead gorgeous, the type of woman that men spend a lifetime trying to catch - and now, here she was.

Without thinking, he leaned in to kiss her as his hands settled on her waist, pulling her closer. 

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xavier-letallec​:

He laughed at that before shaking his head. He did still think it was some kind of shit that his Domme had made him drink shit he didn’t like, but he wasn’t in the mood to get all deep. 

So he watched him, waiting for the inevitable. Because a man didn’t come over and take a cigarette out of someone’s mouth if they were looking for a friendly chat. The brazen request earned a lazy smirk. “Didn’t realize I made such an impression,” he replied before reaching out to tangle his fingers in the front of Luke’s shirt to pull him in close enough that they could breathe the same air. “Ask me nice, Luke,” he ordered, his lips brushing lightly at the other man’s. “Like you mean it.”

Luke let himself be pulled into the dominant’s space, unable to help but grin like brat who’d gotten just what he wanted. He was too tipsy to give a damn about whatever punishments might come from being so forward - he just wanted to get laid. Badly.

“Please,” Luke started, lips grazing across Xavier’s as he spoke. “Please fuck me, sir. I’m dying for it...” His arms slid up to circle the dominant’s neck as he pressed their lips together, boldly stealing a kiss from the older man.

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aeronguellec​:

This kind of sneaking around in places she shouldn’t have been, with people she probably shouldn’t be with was exactly the kind of excitement Aeron thrived off.  It all added to the thrill of the moment and it was far more than she had anticipated would happen at what she had just planned to be an excuse to get very drunk.

“A boy scout hmmm?  Does that make me a bad influence?”  Her voice lilted in a sing song tone and the mischievous grin displayed how little problem she had with being a bad influence.  It was something else she thrived on in fact.  The room they found themselves in was nice, very nice, but still more guest room standards.  She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed when her own explorations found the room to be unoccupied too.

“All ours to do whatever we want in.  Lucky us!”  Her eyes were as big and bright as her smile and Aeron twisted the cap off the bottle of wine in her hand and took a drink right from the bottle.  She then approached him and got close - very close and reached out to run her finger along his jawline.  “I think you were saying something about how gorgeous I was?”  Her tone becoming a low and suggestive whisper as she spoke.

“Absolutely the worst,” Luke replied, playing along. He twisted the cap off of his wine bottle and took a couple of drinks as she did her own exploring of the room. Eventually, she made his way over to him, stepping in close to run a finger down his jaw.

Luke shivered slightly, welcoming the touch.

“You are. Really fucking gorgeous.” Luke carelessly tossed his wine bottle aside  and settled his hands on the other sub’s hips. “You want me to show you exactly what I think?”

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jaewon-calves​:

“You’re welcome to tell me if that’s something you’d like to share,” Jae replied with a chuckle. “But find not creepy people to do them with.” He wanted all of Luke’s experiences to be good experiences.

Luke sighed, slightly disappointed he hadn’t managed to shock his friend. Still, a little smirk tugged at his lips. “Mm... I’m fine. I was just wanting to get a rise out of you anyway. I’ll find adequately normal people then - sound good?”

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avelineberthou​:

She laughed at the expression and held out her glass. “Here. Try. It’s only a very faint spice in the back of your mouth from the pepper.”

As he offered his arm, she raised a brow in surprise before humming a little and slipping a small hand into the crook of his elbow. “I’ve heard there’s a big library here somewhere. Shall we go exploring and see what sorts of literature Lady Katarin likes most?” 

Luke took a sip from Aveline’s glass and was surprised that it wasn’t as unpleasant as he’d been thinking. But it was a lot less sweet than the white wine he’d been drinking earlier and the taste of alcohol seemed more noticeable. 

“It’s not bad, ma’am. I could learn to drink it,” he shrugged, setting it back down. 

He allowed Aveline to guide him through the party, nodding in agreeance with going to find the library. “Mm - okay. I, uh, don’t think I’ll have a lot of insight about it though. Maybe you can show me a couple things to read?”