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@masterxhunter
He was right where he wanted to be which was up against the master that he was enamored with. He didn't care he would do whatever Hunter told him to do if it brought him pleasure. It didn't go noticed that he was under some type of spell, and had he known he likely wouldn't have cared. At the touch his lips part as he lets out a small sigh, even just this was enough to make him needier. "Yeah, I can do that. Whatever you say." He said, wanting to nod but found that he couldn't, he just hoped he got his need across through his eyes.
The pure need that was conveyed through Kolter's gaze alone had Hunter smirking softly to himself, wanting nothing more than to see that beautiful little look on his face as he fucked him over and over again. "Whatever I say.." he repeated softly before leaning down to press a kiss against the other's lips before pulling back to let go of him. "We have a deal. C'mon," he murmured, crooking his finger to gesture for Kolter to follow him. "You're not going to be leaving my suite for a long time," he chuckled, leading the way.
Although not attached to the costume whatsoever when it was ripped from his body he frowned. He wasn't sure what he was going to wear after this was all done. Those concerns were quickly dashed away when he was admired by Hunter as he stood there with all of his tattoos now available to him. He gave a soft sound as those hands worked their way over his body. It was too dark in the alley for him to really know what the other was going to do, nor did he care too much. He was then turned around to be pressed up against the brick wall of the building they were in between. It was freezing yet he said nothing of it too distracted by the cock that was being pressed into his bare ass. "So bad. Need you to fuck me so hard so badly. Hunter please."
The slave was such a pretty thing, all bare and needy against the wall, that lovely ass so tempting that Hunter could barely stand it. He growled with hunger and desire, freeing his cock to the cold air knowing it would soon be buried in the tight warmth of the human's hole. He was so fucking hard he was aching, but he was well aware that he had to spend at least a little time preparing the tight ass he was about to fuck. Using spit and two fingers, Hunter pressed into Kolter's hole, spreading around as much wetness as he could before losing all patience.
After just a minute or two, Hunter couldn't take it anymore, making sure to wet his cock a little too before lining the tip up to the slave's tight hole and pressing in. He groaned at how fucking tight and hot Kolter's ass was, one hand gripping the slave's waist while the other gripped his shoulder, pulling the human back onto his cock as he pressed forward. "You feel fuckin' perfect," he grunted roughly as he started to slowly fuck him against the wall, his hips pulling back and shoving forward in a slow, hard pace as the human took every inch of his cock.
"I don't do well with edging and denial, Calligan," Khion warned in a playfully chiding tone, that sweet smile still on his features. Stigr learned that first hand as the pamola dealt only part of his revenge against his favorite councilman with these magic wands. He'd likely never let him live it down. His eyes fluttered closed with a sigh, his chin tilted upwards to give Hunter more access to that sweet spot. "Better make sure I cum before I get violent." Course he wouldn't actually push his luck given his status here in the castle, but the young vampire didn't need to know that.
Hunter chuckled against Khion's neck before letting out a little hum. "Well, we wouldn't want you to get too violent," he purred before pressing another kiss to that soft neck. "Although I am curious to see just.. how.. violent.." the vampire murmured, pressing Khion against the nearest wall, the other's smaller form feeling so petite against him. Hunter slipped a hand under Khion's waistband and into the pamola's underwear, his fingers pressing between the soft, wet folds to start slowly rubbing at the other's clit. It was odd having the female anatomy to play with when he was very much used to dicks, but he still knew what he was doing. Hunter kissed and nipped at Khion's neck as he toyed with the pamola's sensitive little cunt -- it was a test of his own willpower since he desperately wanted to fuck Khion hard and fast against the wall.
Brendan shot a venomous look over his shoulder at the guard, biting his tongue to stop himself from saying something that could potentially land him into trouble. Which was better than the human had been doing before, learning to pick his battles by this point. He went a little stiff at first when the master pulled him in closer, turning to look at him, very aware of just how little the vampire was really wearing. "Glad that I meet your approval." There was a touch of sarcasm there and Brendan couldn't help but wrinkle his nose as the bottle was pressed to his lips. Beer wasn't his go to choice when it came to alcohol, but he opened his mouth after a few seconds to drink as instructed.
Hunter's dark eyes focused on Brendan's pretty features as he watched the human drink, enjoying the obedience. "Good boy," he purred. "You can do as you're told, that's refreshing," the vampire chuckled, moving the bottle away from Brendan's lips before finishing it off himself and pulling away from the slave. He gestured for him to follow him through into the lounge, tossing the beer bottle in the trash can. Sitting down on the sofa, Hunter's gaze swept over the slave, admiring him for just a moment, but mostly thinking about all the ways he could ruin that lovely, clean appearance. "Clothes off and c'mere," he instructed, patting his lap.
With how much he'd gotten himself into trouble at the last place, Brendan thought it was a personal accomplishment that he'd so far managed to keep his head down in Krovs. As far as he knew, he hadn't attracted the attention of any of the worst masters around the castle, which was something he hoped to continue avoiding.
He'd been curled up on one of the couches with a book propped open on his lap when one of the guards came to get him for a rental. Brendan sighed softly and snapped the book shut, getting to his feet and followed the man up the stairs and out of the Undercroft. It took very little time to reach their destination and for the door to the suite to open, Brendan openly staring at the man on the other side because damn. "Uh. Hello." He greeted lamely, stumbling slightly when the guard shoved him further into the suite.
@masterxhunter
There were only one or two slaves that had actually held Hunter's attention in recent months, so to find out there was some new stock in the undercroft was actually refreshing. What better way to entertain himself than to test out some fresh meat? Hunter had put in the request and went to shower while he waited, albeit he knew he'd likely need to shower again after his session with.. whatever the slave's name was. Brandon or Brendan or.. something.
He was dressed in nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, hair slightly damp and messy, with a bottle of beer in hand when he opened the door to the guard and the slave. He raised an eyebrow as the slave was shoved forward, his attention shifting to the guard so he could dismiss him before closing the door, pulling the slave in closer. "Mm, yeah, you'll do nicely," Hunter murmured with a smirk, taking another sip of his beer before pressing the bottle against the human's soft lips. "Drink."
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The spells were definitely.. effective.. especially with the way Kolter was literally clinging to him like his life depended on it. Hunter couldn't help but grin in amusement. Normally he would be annoyed by such a display of affection, but knowing that he'd caused it made things much different. "So needy for me, hm?" He chuckled, taking hold of Kolter's chin between his thumb and forefinger, looking down at those pretty, yearning features. "You can come with me.. on the condition that you do everything I say. Is that something you can do for me, Kolter?"
@xkolter
"I know I am," Khion said, modest as ever. He smirked and pulled Hunter down by the back of his neck for a kiss soft to start and lingering just long enough to leave the young vampire wanting more. "Better not use this to torture me if this is my gift."
The young vampire didn't protest at all as he was pulled down into a soft kiss, smirking against Khion's lovely lips, ready to deepen it until the pamola pulled back slightly to speak. "Mm, I don't know, I think you'd enjoy the torture," Hunter purred in response, slipping a hand around Khion's waist to pull his body closer. It felt both different and familiar all at the same time, however there was a much bigger size difference with Khion in a more petite form than what Hunter was used to. "But I do plan on driving you a little crazy with it," he whispered against Khion's ear before dipping his head to start pressing little kisses between soft nips to the blonde's neck.
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"Oh, well, happy birthday. Think of it as your gift from me," Hunter said with an amused little grin. "Looking good, Khion," he murmured, reaching to toy with the ends of Khion's long, blonde hair with his fingers.
@icebird-khion
Say my name, flesh.
"Well now, that's just cruel."
Flesh
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Seated on the cot that he'd taken for his own in the Undercroft, Merek had a book propped open on his knees and was doing his best to block out the noise around the Undercroft. There were many, many things that he missed, but the ability to be alone was certainly up there on that list. Too many people all the time, too much noise that the pyromancer sometimes struggled to tune out. He sighed a bit and turned a page, only to stop and look up when he heard a familiar voice. "Hunter, hello." The pyromancer greeted with a warm smile, surprised that he hadn't seen the master until now. "I don't suppose you'd be interested in getting me out of here for a few hours?"
@masterxhunter
Hunter had known about Merek getting landed in the undercroft, but hadn't had a chance to go and witness it for himself. Having found some time to actually go and see what kind of mood Merek was in, Hunter made his way down to the undercroft and soon found the former staff member sitting on one of the miserable-looking beds. "Merek," Hunter greeted him in return. "Why am I not surprised you've ended up down here?" He asked rhetorically as he raised a brow slightly. "Of course. C'mon, let's get out of here for a while," he replied as he gestured for Merek to get up and follow him, shooting a text off to rent the pyromancer for the day.
Finn grunted when his back hit the wall though he still wore a triumphant smirk at getting an amusing reaction out of the baby vampire. "Absolutely not," he replied. His hand came up around Hunter's wrist at his throat. "I told you to fuck off."
As infuriating as Finn was most of the time, Hunter couldn't quite keep away, knowing how much his presence annoyed the familiar. The vampire smirked softly, moving in closer and pressing harder against Finn's throat, trailing his mouth along the slave's jaw to his ear. "And I told you to apologise," Hunter purred. "Guess neither of us are getting what we want." The vampire grabbed Finn's wrist, guiding his hand to his jeans so he could feel just how hard he was. "C'mon, lil slut, play with me."
He looked over to Hunter quickly at the sound of his voice as his eyes took him in. He looked good, because of course he did, he was certain he'd look good in a trashbag were he to wear one. Almost seemed unfair that he was just that good looking. "Course not, you look really good." He said as he kept his placeas the other came closer. "I'd say the same to you if I ever saw you naked. Seems I'm the only one that gets naked between us." Not that he truly minded, in the end he never has time to think about it before he's fucked into oblivion.
"Mm, I know," Hunter said, soft and low as he gave Kolter a little smirk. The vampire was well aware of how good he looked, even if he wasn't one to usually wear a fancy suit or really enjoy dress codes at all. "Aw, baby, if you ever want to see me naked, all you gotta do is ask," Hunter chuckled, taking hold of the slave's wrist and pulling him in close, very tempted to just whisk the slave away without any warning.. mostly so they could both get naked. "These things bore me. How about you come with me?"