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@masterxhunter
Hunter was a big fan of heat week -- not because he personally experienced heat, but it was fun to fuck around with others that did. He knew plenty of residents that ended up being needy, desperate messes, but he had to wonder which slaves were available to rent that also went through it.
The young master had settle on Armand, a werewolf, and requested that he be brought up to his suite in nothing but his birthday suit. What was the point in him wearing any clothing when it was only going to get ripped off and end up on the floor of his suite?
When the slave arrived, escorted by one of the guards, Hunter opened the door, greeting both of them with a grin before Armand was all but shoved inside. Dismissing the guard, Hunter closed the door, taking in the sight of the werewolf's form, slowly circling him so he could take in the view from all angles. "impressive view," Hunter purred, reaching out to trail his finger down the other's cock, his touch light but teasing. "Have you had a chance to use this much?"
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Ember hadn't been expecting to see the tall, dark haired vampire within the club that day. It's been a while since he's last seen him which made this particularly nice. Especially the state he was in, "Wow, long time no see, stranger." He calls out to him, leaning up against a small table that was off to the side of the main stage. He barely wore anything when he was working, part of the dress code and for once he didn't midn it now. Less clothes meant he was a little less heated, a little, as a fire bird that seemed impossible. "Please tell me you're here to see me, because I could use a tall, handsome vampire to grind against right now."
@masterxhunter
Hunter had heard through the grape vine that Ember had returned to the castle; it had been a few years since he'd since the phoenix, and with him belonging to Raiden, the young master hadn't been keen on actually seeking out the slave. Still, that didn't mean he would stay away from him, and if he bumped into him by accident then he would take full advantage.
The master had made his way into the club, the scents filling the place immediately hitting him. So many needy, heat-addled guys for his entertainment. He was in the process of looking around the room when he heard a familiar voice, his dark gaze falling to Ember. The first thing Hunter noticed was the state of undress, but wow, the phoenix looked good. "If I wasn't before, I am now," Hunter answered as he approached the fire bird, taking in the view as he crowded him against the table, his hands placed either side of the pretty phoenix. "Don't you look.. tempting."
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If his eyes could roll even further into his head they would have once Hunter had bottomed out. He was so big inside him, filling every inch of him with ease. He barely registered the hand around his neck once he started to slowly move. The way he rolled his hips had him feeling his length in its entirety so deep inside him. If it wasn't for the hand around his neck he doubted he'd be able to keep his knees from collapsing right there. "Hunter." He groaned, the way he was slow in his movements was driving the human crazy. It both felt so good and not enough at the same time, "Please please fuck me harder, Hunter. Need to feel you for days, please. Fuck me like you mean it, please." He shudders with each slow push into him.
The young vampire kept at the slow pace, making sure that Kolter could feel every inch of him fill him over and over as he listened to the slave beg for it harder. Hearing him beg was like music to Hunter's ears, and he was more than happy to oblige. The grip on the other's neck tightened a little, making sure he could still breathe -- but only just. Hunter rocked his hips into him, fucking him harder and deeper, the only sounds filling the street were the moans, heavy breaths and sounds of skin-on-skin as the vampire used the human's body for his pleasure. "Good boy, that's it," Hunter growled softly. "Cum for me, slut. Cum around my cock, show me how much you love being taken right here.. where anyone could see you.."
“So fucking badly, please,” Khion begged, practically whimpering. He writhed and arched up against Hunter’s hand. His nails turned to talons and broke the young vampire’s clothes and skin on his arm and shoulder. “Give it to me. Now.”
Hunter had Khion right where he wanted him -- needy, writhing and pinned against a wall so he couldn't get away. The sharp talons that ripped through his clothing and dug into his skin had him hissing in both pain and pleasure, enjoying just how rough the pretty ice bird could be when he was needy. "Maybe I will.. maybe I won't.." he purred with a little smirk. He stopped his teasing for a moment, just to rid Khion of any clothing that was limiting his access to that tight, wet heat before Hunter freed his cock from the confines of his jeans. Hitching one of Khion's thighs up with one hand, the vampire lined up his cock with the other's cunt with his other hand, slowly pushing into the pamola's body as he let out a growl of pleasure against Khion's neck. "Not letting you cum just yet."
He likely would have looked around if he hadn't been under this spell that had him so enamored with Hunter. His eyes glued to him as he waited for his next order, words, anything. When he was grabbed then shoved into the suite he stumbled a bit before finding his footing. At the gesture there was no hesitation in how he fell to his knees, looking up at the vampire with growing arousal. He waited until the other was sat down on the sofa before he crawled to him, wanting to make it as enjoyable for him as he could. He moved until he was kneeling by his legs, "Was that good?" He asked, eager to hear more of his praises.
The vampire's dark eyes stayed completely focussed on the slave, his hungry gaze taking in every slow, seductive movement of the other's body as Kolter crawled towards him. "So good," Hunter murmured down at the knelt slave, reaching to thread his fingers through the other's hair, tugging his head back a little so he could take in those pretty features. "I'm not usually overly impressed with the stock in the undercroft, but you.." Hunter trailed off. "Tell me what you like, what gets you off.. and don't hold back."
The vampire's hand gripping his throat had Brendan's heart rate spike a little, though he did his best to keep his face clear of any sign of excitement. It was hardly his fault that he happened to like being handled like that and even if he was careful to not show it on his face, the human's body definitely responded to it. "Would you have enjoyed me being more resistant?" He asked, adjusting his position as much as he could with the hold on his neck. Brendan swallowed, his body stiffening against Hunter's at the very clear threat of the master's fangs against his skin. The slave had only started to be fed from once he'd arrived at the castle and Brendan wasn't so sure if he enjoyed it. "Wouldn't you like to know."
Hunter felt the increase of the other's pulse, could hear the other's heartbeat as he seemed to get a little excited just from being handled a tad rougher. The vampire smiled slightly, noting the way the slave's body even reacted to the touch, Hunter's fingers gripping just a bit harder around the boy's slender throat. "Seems you might've enjoyed it if I'd been a little more.. forceful," Hunter purred, so very tempted to bite down and pierce that lovely pale skin with his fangs. "Most slaves bitch and moan if I hurt them, but you.. I think you'd love it, wouldn't you?" He whispered against his ear, still holding him in place with one hand as his other hand moved down between them, wrapping around the slave's length.
He's anxious in waiting for the master behind him to touch him. It was cold, the wall was freezing yet he felt a warmth spread through him anyways. He couldn't stop the soft moan when he was finally touched, his ass spread so fingers could press into him. He groans as his toes curl while he was stretched, and prepared. Which seemed such a rare thing to do that he had found out more than once in his time within the castle. It was nice, and it made him want Hunter so much more. The fingers were missed in the moments when they were removed before he felt the blunt tip of his cock. The longing didn't last long as he was then pierced, split near half as he pushed into his tight heat. "Fuck!" He groaned, head falling back some as he stretched around his length. He's gripping onto the wall the best he could to try to ground himself yet it was pointless. He was moving now, filling every inch of him with that cock. "Hunter... fuck, so good."
Hunter knew that the minimal prep probably didn't help much, but he supposed it would be better than nothing... for both of them. Still, he could feel the other's body struggling to take his hard length, knew that it would likely have left him a little breathless and uncomfortable, but fuck, Kolter's warm, tight hole felt fucking incredible around his dick. Grunting softly with pleasure as he forced himself in to the hilt, until he couldn't get any deeper, Hunter wrapped his hand around Kolter's throat, keeping the slave right where he wanted him. "So fuckin' tight," he purred against Kolter's ear, circling his hips to make sure the slave could feel him nice and deep inside him. "Do you enjoy being fucked like a little whore where anyone could see you?" Hunter murmured, drawing his hips back slightly as he started to slowly fuck in and out of Kolter's hole. "Beg me to fuck you harder."
The human couldn't help but make a face at Hunter at the praise, even if a small part of him definitely responded to it. Brendan wiped his mouth once the master pulled away and took the beer back, the slave watching him quietly for a second. "Do people not usually listen to you?" It wouldn't surprise him, considering some of the other slaves seemed to have even less survival instincts than he did. Brendan followed the older man into the lounge and crossed his arms once he stood in front of him, waiting. He suspected he already knew what Hunter wanted, but he'd make him say it anyway. There was a hesitation for a second at the order, but then the human stripped slowly. He tossed his clothes aside and made his way toward Hunter, straddling the vampire's lap with one arm over his shoulder.
The question made Hunter chuckle, and he hadn't missed the little look on Brendan's face either. "The slaves here usually think they're doing something by resisting or giving masters attitude. It usually doesn't get them very far," Hunter answered, eyeing the slave as he started to do as he was told. The young vampire watched intently, eyes darkening as each item of clothing was removed from the slave, leaving him fully naked. "I half wondered if I would have more resistance from you," Hunter murmured as the slave straddled him, bringing his hand up to Brendan's neck, gripping it just hard enough to hold him in place while still allowing him to breathe freely. "What're you into, little human? What gets you all hard and needy?" Hunter asked, using his grip on Brendan's neck to bare his throat to him. He leant in, his fangs scraping against the soft skin there, threatening to bite down.
It felt like a dream come true to be going with him back to his suite. To be used by him however he wanted to use him. The kiss left his head spinning with need left to deal with it when he pulled back. He began to follow behind him as he was lead to the others suite practically on his heels. He wasn't sure what the other had in mind yet he was thrilled to find out. "I don't want to leave it." He found himself saying, he wanted to be used by him however he liked. if that meant never leaving his bed he was all in.
While Hunter knew that it was just a spell effecting Kolter, he realised that he could've definitely got used to having the pretty slave at his beck and call, briefly wondering if there was any permanent way to get the slave to be fixated on pleasing him and only him. "Good," Hunter chuckled as Kolter followed closely behind him until they eventually reached his suite. Opening the door, Hunter grabbed hold of the slave and shoved him inside, gesturing for him to drop to his knees. "I wanna see you crawl to me," he purred, walking backwards towards the lounge area and taking a seat on the sofa.
Khion soon fell into a mess of moans and whimpers all from Hunter's hand working him. He squirmed and bucked his hips, each touch electric hot against his cold skin and sending hot pressure between his legs. He wondered briefly if that was part of being in the body of a woman or the other spell this young vampire so kindly hit him with. He felt that pressure threatening to explode. "Fuck, Hunter," he whined in frustration. "Let me cum, please."
Hearing the pamola whine and moan for him only encouraged Hunter to keep going, to keep teasing and pleasuring the pretty bird so that he would make more lovely noises for him. The vampire had no intention of letting him cum without playing with him a bit more. "Nuh-uh, not just yet, Khion," Hunter whispered softly against the ice bird's ear, his fingers still rubbing at the other's clit before dipping down to press inside him, curling against that little spot right inside the pamola. "How much do you need me to let you cum? I can keep this going all day, darling."
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.