Mason

Mason Evan Thatcher || 28 || Werewolf (Beta) (former Human) || Slave || Versatile || Part of Krovs Castle RPG

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael didn't need any instruction, picking up the pace spurred on by Mason's expected eagerness and encouragement. He fucked his slave into the rocking couch and didn't hold back, over and over again until he blew his load into that hot piece of ass he owned. At the same time he sank his fangs into Mason's neck and latched his mouth onto the skin, drawing up mouthful after mouthful of blood, sexual energy, and life force from his durable slave.

[masonxthatcher]

As much as Mason liked to bitch and moan at his master, Raphael often rendered him absolutely mindless with pleasure, and this time was no exception. The werewolf panted and moaned and cursed under his breath with each hard, perfect thrust as he was fucked into the couch, taking every single deep stroke until Raph's cock throbbed inside him as his master came, filling him up so goddamn perfectly. He let out a cry as he came too, spilling hot against the couch as his eyes practically rolled in his head. Mason felt Raphael's fangs sink into his neck, the wolf fully aware of the blood and energy the ghoul was taking from him, but he didn't give a fuck -- in that moment, Raph probably could've killed him and he would've died happy. His body relaxed as he came down from his high, closing his eyes as he rode out his orgasm.

[nottheangel-raphael]

“Is that what you want?” Raphael inquired, raising a brow. “I don’t remember where I said I gave a fuck about how you felt. If you continue talking more than doing I might consider it.” He pushed his chair back from his desk and patted his lap. “Do you want my help or not, pup?”

[masonxthatcher]

Frustrated, Mason kept his jaw firmly clenched as he looked at Raphael, his eyes dark with both lust and anger. His gaze dropped from Raph's eyes, down to the ghoul's lap and then back again, the werewolf taking another few steps towards him. He slipped a hand around the back of Raphael's neck, his fingers tangling into the long hair as he straddled his master's lap. Mason tightened his grip slightly, wetting his lips as his gaze held Raphael's. "I fuckin' wish I could actually hate you," he muttered, finding it absolutely impossible to resist his master, even when he was angry at him. "I really, really need your help," he groaned. "I'm gonna need you to fuck me.. really fuckin' hard.. please.."

[masonxthatcher]

Ever since Raphael had claimed Onyx, Mason had stayed away out of pure principle, not wanting to socialise with or get to know anymore slaves that his master decided to claim. He wasn't jealous as such, but after so long under Raphael's ownership, he couldn't help but feel as though the councilman was slowly replacing his outdated toys with newer ones. Charlie had been the first one to go, and he thought it was only time until he found himself discarded in some way, whether that was back to the undercroft or turned into one of Raphael's grotesque creations.

His heat was affecting him way more than he wanted it to, his body still not used to it despite being a werewolf for a good few years. Every heat week felt brand new, and the fact that he could smell Onyx nearby was killing him slowly. He moved out of his room and towards Onyx's, pushing the door open slowly to reveal the needy thunderbird, Mason's dark eyes roaming over the other's form. "You look like you're coping about as well as I am."

@xtheonyx

[nottheangel-raphael]

"What took you so long to find me, pup?" Raphael didn't even look up from his computer at his slave in the door of his office. He could smell Mason long before he even entered the suite, the wolf's pheromones wild and crazy with desire and need. He had a feeling Mason had been avoiding him but always knew the slave would seek him out inevitably. His wolf was stubborn, though not nearly as stubborn as the other two he now possessed.

He finished typing something out and then flicked his gaze up to meet his youngest slave's, a smirk pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Have you been pouting about having to share with another roommate?"

@masonxthatcher

[masonxthatcher]

The werewolf had been trying his hardest to keep himself to himself, but the heat was getting unbearable, and he knew his master was in his office. He'd held out as long as he could, his stubborn side doing its best to overrule his needy side, but it wasn't quite strong enough. Ever since Raphael had claimed Ransom.. and then Onyx.. and with the loss of Charlie, Mason couldn't quite keep up with the changes in the suite. He hated it. He'd barely spoken to his roommates, often choosing to spend time alone when he wasn't entertaining Raphael.

He quietly rounded the corner into Raph's office, not speaking a word, but his body language was tense and on edge. "Can't say I'm a fan," he muttered sharply, clenching his jaw slightly as he took a couple of steps closer to his master, his body flushed with heat, desire and a touch of rage, but he was trying so hard to keep calm. "Surprised you haven't tossed my ass back down into the undercroft yet."

[armandxmoreau]

Armand simply stared back at Mason in silence for a few seconds, his gaze dropping after to eye the collar around the other's throat. Understandably, the omega wasn't feeling incredibly hostile towards other slaves, but his mood was making it difficult to be too friendly. He huffed out a breath and straightened up on the bed, the older slave's gaze flicking up again to lock with Mason's. "Your...master lets you rent others?" He wondered just how common that was. "And what exactly would we be doing if you took me out of here?"

[masonxthatcher]

The human-turned-werewolf knew exactly what it was like to be new and trapped in the undercroft, so he couldn't blame the slave for being hostile. He nodded a little at the question, giving a slight shrug of his shoulders. "He's busy with other stuff, and I don't do it often," he clarified, offering the other slave a smile. "Anything you want. Well, within reason. We could eat, you could shower, we could shower.." Mason listed, trailing off, but Armand had choices and the beta wolf would do what he could do accommodate them.

[nottheangel-raphael]

It didn't take much longer for Raphael to cum with Mason's ministrations. Such a good, well-trained slave when he wasn't talking. He thrust his hips into the wolf's mouth as spurts of hot, sticky white shot onto Mason's tongue and down his throat. "Such a good boy."

The ghoul struck out once Mason was off his dick that still remained hard. As he stood, he shoved Mason face-first into the couch by the hair and Raph moved right behind him. It took a lot more than a blowjob to calm the ancient incubus down. His pulsing need plenty wet from Mason's mouth, he grabbed base and hip, and plunged right into the always eager hole between those two perky globes. "Fuck," he grunted and needed a moment to settle under the waves of hot and cold. Raphael went right into it, eagerly fucking his wolf slave into the cushions, the couch rocking underneath them from the force of his thrusts.

[masonxthatcher]

When Mason felt his master thrust up into his mouth, tensing and cumming hot down his throat, the wolf obediently took it, swallowing what Raphael gave him like the good slave he'd become. He had no idea when he'd become so pliant and obedient for the ghoul, but he'd belonged to him for so long that he'd already lost count of the years.

The werewolf didn't protest in the slightest as Raphael's wet, still-hard length slipped from his mouth as his master got to his feet. Within moments he was being shoved against the couch, a soft grunt escaping his throat. He instinctively spread his legs a little as Raph held him in place, feeling the smooth, wet tip of his master's cock press against his hole, the other's hard length sliding into him and filling him so fucking completely. He'd been fucked by Raphael so many times, but the way his master's cock stretched him open and filled him never got boring. Mason moaned against the sofa, his hips pressing back to meet every single one of Raph's thrusts into his hole, his own hard length untouched but leaking between his legs. "Fuck, just like that.."

[armandxmoreau]

Armand had been unbelievably angry when he'd been ambushed in France, a collar locked tight around his throat in moments to suppress his abilities. The werewolf had raged nearly the entire way to Krovs, not making it easy at all for his captors even if the damn collar rendered him practically human. If they'd expected things to be easy just because he was an omega and the bought into the whole stereotype, they'd been wrong.

A few hours had passed since he'd been delivered to the castle and while the rage still simmered, Armand was able to control it better so he didn't make the mistake of lashing out at the wrong person. He'd settled himself near the stairs earlier to watch the masters who came down, recognizing a few of them. But the slave had eventually gotten bored with that and made his way into one of the common areas. Armand sat down and stretched his legs out but then he became aware of someone looking at him and narrowed his eyes at the other man. "Do you need something?"

@krovscastlestarters

[masonxthatcher]

After hearing about another wolf that had been brought to the castle, Mason couldn't deny that his curiosity was piqued. He didn't often venture down into the undercroft, mostly because it was one of the most miserable places in the castle, but if he could help a fellow werewolf out then he was going to risk a trip down there.

Mason followed the scent until he found the omega, and, of course, was met with hostility. He understood that, Mason had been exactly the same way even as a human. "Well, I was going to ask you the same question," he responded. "You look like you need to get out of here for a bit. I'm Mason."

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael gave an approving hum when Mason finally got to work. He leaned back on the couch, dark eyes all for his talented slave who had a much better use for his mouth other than talking. His fingers tangled in soft dark hair, stayed there gently while the wolf licked and sucked on his virile masculinity only waking him up more. There was no rush. "That's a good boy," he sighed in content. "Keep going, just like that."

[masonxthatcher]

It wasn't often that he got to slow things down when it came to Raph, things usually got rough and heavy pretty quickly, so Mason didn't at all mind that he got to take his time in pleasing his master, slowly working the other's hard, wet length with his mouth and tongue, using his hands to stroke and massage any inch of his master's cock that wasn't occupying his mouth. The fingers in his hair felt so good, a soft groan escaping his throat as Raphael called him a good boy. As much as Mason liked to bitch and moan about his master, there was nothing that turned him on more than pleasing him.

[shadedempsey]

"Well, lucky for you, those are both on the menu." He said grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the top shelf and two shot glasses pouring each a double shot. "Your drink." He said and came around the bar picking up the one he poured for himself. "Then we're going to go in the kitchen and I'm going to fuck you still you cry out my name. Sound good?" He said not waiting for an answer as he tapped his shot glass against Mason's and dumped his back into his mouth. "Come on beautiful." He nodded for Mason to follow him and he put the empty glass back on the bar. "Your dreams await."

[masonxthatcher]

Mason had a feeling both of those things were always on the menu when it came to Shade, but he wasn't ever going to complain about it. The wolf did as he was told, immediately taking the shot and feeling the warmth of the alcohol as he swallowed it down. "Sounds.. so fucking good," Mason admitted afterwards with a smirk, following the cambion into the kitchen. He didn't even hesitate when they got there, roughly grabbing Shade by his shirt and pressing him against the nearest wall so he could capture his lips in a hard, whisky-flavoured kiss.

[shadedempsey]

"Look at you, almost gonna make me think you like me." Shade said amused dipping down to grip Mason by the thighs to lift him up letting his arms fall around his shoulders. "But I'm not that dumb." Mostly because Shade was his own walking calamity. Not that Mason was all that put together. He was Raph's slave and Shade knew better than to call out whatever fucked up relationship he had with his master. But Shade was his own kind of messy. One that didn't seem to be able to stay out of trouble. He moved them until Mason's back hit the closest wall. "I do like you in that skirt though." He bit his lip looking down at Mason and back up to meet his eyes rocking his hips so he could feel just how much he appreciated the gesture. "Already getting to me, better than I imagined." His hand was moving up the wolf's thigh and under the short skirt.

[masonxthatcher]

"Mm, I don't know about that," Mason murmured in response with a soft smirk, not even showing any signs of protest as he was lifted and moments later pressed against the closet wall. He didn't not like Shade, but their.. relationship.. or whatever it was, was a strange one. Entertaining, but strange. Not that Mason was going to complain, the cambion was somehow an escape from the usual shit he had going on at Raph's. He chuckled at the skirt comment, raising his eyebrow slightly, enjoying that he was able to feel just how much Shade was liking it. "Mm, I can tell," he sighed soft with pleasure, wetting his lips as the cambion's hand moved up his thigh towards his own arousal, which the skirt wasn't doing much to cover. "Fuck, Shade.." he gasped softly under his breath, pressing his hips forward a little, needing the other's touch.

[gayblast]

𝑀𝑎𝑡𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑤 𝐷𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜 ⬪ 𝑃𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑊𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝐷𝑜𝑔𝑠 𝐿𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝑁𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑆𝑢𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑠

[stigranselm]

"I think that's an excellent suggestion." Stigr offered Mason his arm and started to guide him toward his suite. It didn't take very long to reach at all and he let the younger man in ahead of him before following. Once the door was shut, he pulled him closer and into a kiss, his hands moving down to start undoing the slave's pants.

[masonxthatcher]

The worst part about hooking up with the masters was the walk to their suites -- luckily it didn't take very long to get to Stigr's, which was good because Mason wasn't exactly patient. He'd noticed he was far less patient ever since he was turned, his temper also a lot shorter than when he'd been a human. Once they were inside and he was pulled in close, Mason started freeing himself of his shirt as Stigr worked on his pants, pressing himself into the kiss to deepen it. "Don't worry about ruining my clothes if you wanna tear 'em," Mason murmured with a smirk against Stigr's lips.

[shadedempsey]

"You going to ruin my good time after everything I been through? You know your boss was a real fuckin ball buster and your master's and his lil fuckin mini me got me over the coals man." Not that it wasn't his own fault...allegedly. Course he perked up when Mason mentioned being out of it. "Oh?" The deflated bitching he'd been going on with was replaced by a perked up smile as he licked his bottom lip. He opened his mouth confused not sure if he was being insulted, but visiably shook away the comment because no one cared about an anime right now.

"Yeah I do, but I can do without the costume." He said pulling off his own shirt and with it his own glamour slipped away, his tail swaying behind him in his own excitement as he clapped his hands and rubbed them together.

[masonxthatcher]

Arching his eyebrow as he listened to Shade, Mason couldn't find it in him to feel all that sorry for the cambion given that he didn't actually have to live with Raphael on a day-to-day basis. "I feel like you always have a good time with me, even if I threaten to ruin it," he muttered with a little smirk, teasingly rolling his eyes as Shade seemed to perk up at the idea of him out of the costume.

The werewolf's eyes roamed over Shade's muscles as he pulled his shirt off, thoroughly enjoying the sight of him without his glamour. Without another word, Mason freed himself from the tiny top, but decided to leave the little skirt on just for Shade's entertainment. "is this an alright compromise?" He asked, moving in closer to Shade. "I'll keep it on while you fuck me."

[supfag]

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[shadedempsey]

"Same thing, different package." He winked. "What you in the mood for, officer?"

[masonxthatcher]

"Some more strong alcohol and a rough fuck, honestly," Mason answered with a little smirk. "I'm hoping those needs are something you can accommodate," he chuckled, knowing that Shade was good for both of those things... usually, anyway.

[nottheangel-raphael]

"You're already on your knees," Raphael pointed out, arching a brow down at Mason. "Santa will take your mouth first."

[masonxthatcher]

"A fine observation, Santa," Mason murmured, shifting on his knees slightly before leaning in to use his mouth to envelop the tip of his master's cock, sucking softly at first just to tease before taking more and more of the other's length as he started to slowly bob his head, making sure to get Raphael's cock nice and wet. He gave a low hum as he worked his master's length, looking up at him as he swept his tongue along the sensitive underside, wanting nothing more in that moment than to please Raphael.

[rockifresa]