Do you want the house tour?

Merek Hopper. 225. Pyromancer. Versatile. Unclaimed slave. Divination - Advanced Enchantment - Advanced Evocation - Expert {member of krovscastlerpg. Will only rp with fellow members.}

[grechtcr]

Gideon smiled against Merek's lips as he was pulled in, humming. "Of that, Mr. Hopper, I have so very little doubt." He assured him as he leaned in to kiss Merek's neck softly, teeth gently scraping along the skin. "You've broken quite the record. I think I was one of the last few people in the council to have never claimed someone." He admitted softly. "That deserves celebration, I think." Leaning back again, he kissed Merek slowly, but with more intent as his mouth moved against the pyromancer's. "Of course we can wait for your food to get here."

[merekhopper]

Merek himself wasn't so sure about that. It wasn't that he ever purposefully caused trouble, but his impulsiveness had gotten him in difficult situations before. It was just something he'd have to work on, having no interest in causing problems for Gideon. He tilted his head a bit to the side, a small shiver going through the slave at the feeling of the master's teeth against his skin. "Well, I'm very honored that you decided to break that record for me. You might shock your colleagues, darling." He teased, the pyromancer kissing Gideon back, one hand moving up to cup the older man's jaw. "I could always warm it up after we celebrate."

[grechtcr]

As Merek perched himself in Gideon's lap, Gideon settled his hands on the other's thighs. He watched as the offer registered and met his gaze easily, grinning. A hand came up to rest along the other's chin. "I don't think there's anyone I'd trust to behave in my best interest more. And this way you could get a job... earn your freedom back. A comfortable bed, the comfort of knowing you could come and go as you please. I've seen many a creature come and go that deserved the undercroft. Even if I didn't always agree with it." He murmured. "But not you. Of course, I'm of the volition that you are able to decide. I don't want anyone with me who doesn't wish to be." He added seriously.

[merekhopper]

Merek stared back at Gideon for a few seconds, watching him closely before he leaned in to press his lips against the master's once he finished speaking. It was much more gentle than usual, the pyromancer curling his fingers loosely in the collar of the older man's shirt, trying to express gratitude. This wasn't something he'd expected when he'd been brought up here but he was happy at the shift in conversation. "I would very much like to be yours, sir. Gideon." Merek caught himself with a little laugh, pulling back slightly but keeping that loose grip on the master's shirt. "I promise I'll do my best to be good for you."

[grechtcr]

Gideon had considered purchasing slaves many a times over the years but always had such a complex relationship with it. And having busied himself in paperwork for the past few weeks with issues from his homeland, he'd been able to busy his mind but it was never far from the fact that Merek, good and dutiful Merek, was stuck in the undercroft. So Gideon had concocted an idea in his head. One that would require Merek's consent and that, of all things, was terribly important to him.

When the other arrived, Gideon was already preparing to rest, paperwork done. "Hello, beloved." He murmured, pressing a chaste kiss to Merek's forehead. "Order food, please." He added before he sat on the couch. He waited and pondered how to present his offer before Merek's attention came back to him. "We've known one another a long time. You know I don't usually... purchase anyone. But I wanted to get you out of the undercroft, if I could. If you would want me to. But I want to make sure you would want that."

[merekhopper]

A small smile flickered across Merek's lips at the kiss to his forehead, the pyromancer managing to resist the temptation to pull Gideon down into a proper kiss. That was helped, of course, by the older man moving away to sit down. Merek set about ordering food like he'd been instructed to, getting himself some spaghetti to be brought up and some blood wine (just in case) before his attention shifted back to Gideon. "We have, yes. A very long time." He made his way toward the couch as he spoke and straddled the master instead of sitting beside him. The slave listened quietly to the councilman speak, moving to make himself a bit more comfortable before Gideon's words sunk in and he froze, blinking at the older man for a second. There was obvious surprise on the pyromancer's face, his lips parted a little. "You want to claim me? Really?"

[merekhopper]

It was always a surprise to see familiar faces coming back to Krovs, now that Merek wasn't kept aware of the comings and goings of masters. It had been some time since he'd last seen Henri visit the castle, but the other man's face wasn't one he was likely to forget any time soon. "Henri." The pyromancer greeted warmly, waving his hand in greeting to get the other man's attention. "I didn't know that you were back, darling. How have you been?"

@henri-delacroix

[merekhopper]

If there was one thing that Merek absolutely hated, it was being bored.

He'd always found ways to keep himself busy and distracted when he'd worked for Krovs, but that wasn't so easy as a slave. Especially one who hadn't been claimed yet. Unfortunately, the pyromancer had struck out when it came to getting upstairs for the night -- the master had been much more interested in a newer slave -- and so Merek was restlessly pacing around the Undercroft. Walking through into one of the common areas, Merek paused as he saw a familiar face. He'd known Vitaly from when they'd worked together, of course, although he'd made a point to avoid ever having to see the doctor in his office. Nothing personal, really, but Merek had always been nervous in those environments. "Vitaly, hello. How have you been?"

@valehkin

[merekhopper]

The boredom from the Undercroft was something that Merek had started to absolutely despise. There were only so many ways that the pyromancer could keep himself entertained, which was one of many reasons that he'd been throwing himself at the masters to get out of there. He'd thought that he'd be claimed by a master shortly after arriving, but that clearly hadn't happened and Merek was doing his best to not get too discouraged.

He'd been stretched out on his bed, half heartedly flipping through the pages of a book when one of the guards approached him to take him upstairs. Hearing Gideon's name had him noticeably perking up -- it had been far too long -- and Merek was quick to follow the other man out of the Undercroft. They arrived at the councilman's suite in record time and Merek offered the older man a bright, pleased smile. "Hello, darling. It's been quite awhile since I last saw you."

@grechtcr

[eviecaine]

The lich chuckles, "Something like that." He hums, enjoying the comfort of their closeness for a moment longer. He'd have to send him back to whoever had rented him, used and full of him, the thought made him smirk. "Not sure I'm quite done with you yet." He didn't have to wait, either, the pros of being what he was his virilty was constant. "Unless you have somewhere to be." He said as though he'd allow him to leave.

[merekhopper]

"I'm just happy to hear that you're so keen on me." Merek replied with an easy, pleased smile. He shifted his position a bit on Everett's lap, ducking his head down to nuzzle against the older man's neck, nipping playfully at his skin. The words pulled a laugh from the pyromancer. "Unless the man who rented me needs something, I'm fairly sure I'm yours for however long you want me."

[fallen-sangho]

"How the mighty have fallen," Sang-ho drawled upon approaching Merek down in the Undercroft. Personally, he was surprised it took so long for the pyromancer to wind up down here what with all the flirting and fucking the young thing preoccupied himself with. Some days Sang-ho genuinely wondered if the other ever took anything seriously, job included. The fallen angel possessed a much different work ethic than Merek even if the other had earned his status as former Chief of Staff fair and square. Seniority be damned, the ambitious creature wanted that higher title and he finally got it. "I almost wish I could say I'm shocked to see you down here, Mr. Hopper. Though I think it suits you better than working upstairs."

@merekhopper

[merekhopper]

The pyromancer had been in a conversation with one of the masters, attempting to get some time out of the Undercroft when a very familiar voice spoke behind him. Merek turned slightly to look at Sang-ho, the slave's lips pressed together for a brief second. He'd known the other man for quite awhile and, for some reason, it often seemed like his former colleague wasn't very fond of him. Something that drove the pyromancer a little crazy since he was never entirely sure how to respond to someone he couldn't charm. "Sang-ho. Lovely to see you again." He greeted after a second, clearing his throat. Merek didn't see much point in being overly professional now, not when there was such a change in the power dynamic between them. "You're not the first to say that, actually. I still haven't decided how offended I should be."

[kresnikxkaden]

Kaden's whole body spasmed with a muffled sound at the sound of his name, the arousal going from 0 to 60 and ending just as quickly. Fortunately, it did stop him from bringing Merek to fruition with his fingers and tongue as the other asked. He wore a playfully stern expression as he rose from between the younger's legs and climbed on top of him once more, his lips a ghost of a kiss away from the pyromancer's. "The next time you say my name better only be when I'm buried inside of you," he said in that low, gravely tone of his. "You'll have to give me a minute now." He might have all the strength, speed, and healing of a supernatural being but he lacked the durability and endurance factors. His recovery in the bedroom was quick but not instant so he busied himself locking lips with his boyfriend and keeping him right where he wanted Merek with his fingers.

It worked and within a few minutes Kaden was back up and ready to go, not wasting a second or giving the other a chance to utter his name again before settling in between those long legs. There wasn't any need for additional lubrication given how wet Merek was so Kaden lined himself up holding base and hip, and guided himself home in between those soft folds. "Christ almighty." His head fell back with a drawn out, rumbling groan, green eyes rolling up beneath fluttering long lashes. He hinged over Merek and grabbed a fistful of sheets with one hand, his breaths labored while he took a beat to adjust. "You feel so good." His gaze flickered up to meet the other's. "Good for you too, darlin'?"

[merekhopper]

The stern expression got a laugh from Merek and he reached up to smooth back Kaden's hair when his boyfriend rose to hover over him. "I'm so sorry, I honestly completely forgot about that unfortunate spell you're under." Not so unfortunate for him since he liked to watch his boyfriend fall apart like that, but Merek knew from experience that being forced to cum that fast so quickly didn't always feel good. He happily returned the kiss after a second, rocking his hips down against Kaden's fingers, desperate for every little touch that he could get from the kresnik.

And then the older man was moving them both and thrusting into him, Merek's fingers tangling loosely in the sheets. He had to bite down on his bottom lip to stop himself from crying out Kaden's name, not wanting to rush things along. The pyromancer took a few seconds to adjust to the stretch and then rolled his hips in silent encouragement, smiling up at Kaden. "Always very good for me, love."

[kresnikxkaden]

"Look at you sayin' 'please.' So polite," Kaden teased with a gruff, low breath of laughter. And with that magic word, he gave Merek what they both wanted. He rocked his hips back and rolled them forward in a slow, steady rhythm fucking the pyromancer pinned so prettily against the wall. He groaned from the layers of heat wrapped perfectly around his virile masculinity pumping in and out of the younger. He rested his forehead gently against Merek's, grip tightening on his hips, their breaths merging with every pleasured sound escaping parted lips. "God, you feel so good, Mer."

[merekhopper]

"Have my moments." Merek teased right back, the words ending in a moan as Kaden finally started to move. The pyromancer gave a restless tug on the magic keeping his hands above his head, wanting so badly to touch the older man, but a larger part of him enjoyed being at Kaden's mercy like this. He hummed softly and bit down on his bottom lip, locking his gaze with Kaden's when the other man pressed their foreheads together. "So...so do you." Merek replied, arching his body up into Kaden's.

[kresnikxkaden]

"Missed this too," Kaden rumbled low into the heated exchange of lips and tongue. His other hand smoothed down Merek's hip to cup his thigh, keeping his leg there and shifting both their hips to adjust the angle. He groaned, finding the deeper drive all the more pleasurable and building upon that hot pressure in his lower belly. The bed creaked beneath them when Kaden picked up the pace, rocking a little faster and harder into Merek chasing that wave ecstasy just around the corner. His cock swelled inside the pyromancer and he broke their kiss for air. "Christ, Merek," he breathed out roughly, the only warning he could give before spilling over the edge. He continued fucking the younger while his orgasm crashed over him.

[merekhopper]

It didn't take much longer for Merek to cum as well, tightening his hold on Kaden and burying his face against the older man's neck as he cried out his name. His own hips rolled up a few times and then he went limp underneath the kresnik, breathing hard. The pyromancer fell back against the pillow, keeping his leg hooked around Kaden's waist in an attempt to keep him close for at least a little while longer. He reached up to trace his fingers along the older man's jaw, giving him a bright grin. "Yep. Definitely missed this."

[boundtobeafraid]

the devil wearing sunglasses appreciation post

[kresnikxkaden]

It'd been a long time since Kaden ate a woman out but it all came back like riding a bicycle. He remained focused on the vulva with flat, gentle pressure for a good few minutes, then introduced his index finger pressing into Merek's wet sex, followed by his middle finger. Both digits curled and uncurled methodically inside the pyromancer while Kaden continued working over the wishbone of nerves moving closer and closer to the top. He coaxed the most sensitive little bead out from its hiding place and applied pressure with the tip of his tongue, flicking at it, and testing all sorts of maneuvers while watching which drew the best reactions out of Merek.

[merekhopper]

Though Merek wouldn't have liked being stuck in this body permanently, he was absolutely enjoying himself at the moment. The pyromancer's lips were parted, his breathing turning into soft panting as he reached one hand down to curl his fingers loosely in the kresnik's hair. Without really thinking about it, his hips started to move, grinding in slow, deliberate movements. "Oh my fucking god, Kaden." He breathed out, his body jerking slightly at the feeling of the older man's tongue, very aware of just how close he was to release with the tightness that began to coil low in his belly. He wiggled on the bed, his legs spreading further apart. "I need you to fuck me now, please, I need you so fucking bad, baby, c'mon." Merek's fingers tightened further in Kaden's hair as he begged, doing his best to hold himself back.

[kresnikxkaden]

Kaden smirked into the kiss, pleased with himself. Too much talking, not enough doing, in his opinion. Kaden always was more of a man action though once expectations were set. He opened his mouth, tongues merging together in the deepened kiss that lasted a few more moments until the kresnik needed air in his lungs again. He broke away, though rested his forehead on Merek's, lips parted with slightly labored breaths. A spectral hand glowing purple replaced his own, holding Merek's wrists in place above his head so that Kaden could use both his hands for what came next. He freed his growing arousal from the confines of his suit pants, spat into his palm, and lined himself up holding base and hip. "Easy," he rumbled low and gentle just as he pushed into the tight heat, groaning as inch after inch buried inside of the pyromancer.

[merekhopper]

Merek instinctively chased after Kaden's lips before he came back to himself, breathing harder as well, his hands curling into loose fists above his head. He let his eyes close for a few seconds with a pleased, content sigh and instinctively spread his legs a little further apart at the sound of Kaden undoing his pants. The pyromancer opened his eyes to watch the kresnik get himself ready, frustrated somewhat that he couldn't touch himself but also happy to be completely at Kaden's mercy for the night. He bit his lip hard, a moan escaping the younger man at the familiar, welcome stretch as the kresnik started to press into him. Merek didn't take too long to adjust to Kaden's cock and he squirmed a little, locking eyes with the older man. "Move, please."

[eviecaine]

Everett fought every cell of his being not to simply devour the pyromancer where he laid. Gorgeous among the large, silk covered bed, almost too much for the lich to simply handle. He took his own time in removing his own dressings, allowing them to fall from his slender frame and placing them on the back of the nearest chair. He joins the other moments later, crawling towards him until he was hovering over him. Fingers find the others chin to turn and lift up enought to touch theirs lips together in a slow, deliberate kiss. Hand roaming the spanse of his back as it followed the bumps that formed from the pyromancers spine. "Gorgeous, truly. I don't doubt you were sculpted by gods very hands." He said moving away from him a moment before changing his mind. "Lay on your back, I think this time I'll allow you to enjoy me."

[merekhopper]

Merek happily kissed Everett back, relaxing into the feeling of the master's hand sliding down along his back. "Mm. Always such the sweet talker, aren't you?" He asked with a smile, somewhat surprised at the instruction but hardly opposed to it, though he'd argue that he always enjoyed Everett regardless of what they did. Merek moved to do as he was told, switching his position quickly so that he was on his back, staring up at Everett. His expression turned hungry, taking in just how damn gorgeous the master was without clothing. Merek reached out after a few seconds of admiring to pulling the older man in close so that he could tug him down and into another kiss, rolling his hips up against Everett's.

[drluciengaudet]

"Well then." He said batting the pyromancer's hand from his shirt. "A private show is what I choose." He said and led the other from where they were, though the game room, and into one of the private rooms that were just outside of where all the festivities were hosted. He allowed Merek to go in first and followed behind letting the door shut and lock behind him. He moved past the bed to a chair and took a seat setting his cane to the side. "I expect to be entertained, Mr Hopper."

[merekhopper]

The pyromancer huffed at Lucien batting at him, but dropped his hands down. It was no surprise that the older man wouldn't let him have too much fun while they were in public like this. "And a private show you'll get." He resisted the temptation to tease Lucien at all while they walked through the castle and then stepped into the room, watching while the older man settled down onto the chair. "Don't I always do a good job of entertaining you, darling?" He asked with a grin, pleased that even with the door shut he could hear some of the music playing outside. That made it easier to find a beat to move along to as he started to strip out of the dress, putting on a little bit of a show as the red fabric slowly slid to the floor, his hips swaying to the music. Merek tossed aside the white wrap that he'd been given.

He was dressed in nothing but red lace panties now, something the pyromancer had been surprised to be given, having assumed he'd just be naked underneath the dress. Merek made his way slowly to Lucien, still moving to the beat, his hands sliding down slowly along his stomach until he hooked his fingers carefully in the lace and worked it down, kicking the flimsy thing aside. Then he was close enough to Lucien to straddle him, sliding one arm around the master's shoulders and ducked down to press kisses along his neck. "Entertaining enough for you, Lucien?"

[eviecaine]

The lich wasn't so far behind the slave as he pushed up into him through the others orgasm. Feeling him tightening around him as he did so sending Everett into his own. Holding him down onto his cock he shot his own into the tight heat that was Merek. Groaning against those lips as he filled him to the brim, rocking a little as he rode that high that he enjoyed so much. Pressing his forehead up into the others as he grinned wildly at him. "Mmmm." He hummed, "Now you see why I am so keen on you, Merek."

[merekhopper]

Merek was breathing hard, though he managed a grin back at Everett when the master's forehead pressed against his own. The pyromancer stayed where he was for now, though he knew he'd probably have to move soon. "Because I'm unbearably handsome?" He asked with a playful smile, his fingers starting to idly play with Everett's hair.