I've Come To Reclaim What Is Ours..

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Feeling Kace’s hand on the back of his head to encourage him to take more, Cadeyrn tried, groaning and taking as much of the thick girth as he could into his mouth. Cade was usually good at that kind of thing, but Kace had the biggest cock the fae had ever seen in his life. The witch was rock hard within moments, filling Cade’s mouth, the thick tip of his cock slipping into his throat as he started to slowly bob his head, getting the witch’s cock nice and wet.

A content sigh elicited from Kace’s lips, both of his hands luring to the back of Cade’s head, stilling Kace’s head whilst thrusting his hips, plunging his length in the depths of the soldier’s mouth. Setting a steady, methodical pace of his own, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head from the overwhelming sensation alone. Breathless moans, his fingers tightened against the fae’s hair, as he quickened his hips.

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Stephen James Men’s Health España, 2014

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Stephen James Men’s Health España, 2014

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[fieryxconnor]

Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Cade just gave a single huff of laughter at Kace’s words, sitting back on his heels for a moment while he waited for the witch to unfasten his pants. As soon as he saw exactly what Kace was packing, he looked up at the slave with a raised eyebrow. The guy was huge. “Fuck, Kace. I’m talented but I don’t know if I’m that talented.” He smirked, leaning in closer, taking the very tip in his mouth, starting to suck softly at it as he kept his eyes on the witch’s face.

”You can try, you’ll get the job done.” A thrill he could be grateful of genetics for. Eyelids clothed over his oculars in that moment, as Cade devoured the bulbous head. An elongation of his right hand, resting it against the back of the warrior’s head. “Ah, that’s it. Take it all in.” From the affectivity alone of the warmth, drenched orifice surrounding his meat - his shaft stiffened, broadened and thickened, accumulating in magnitude within seconds, until it was hard as stone. “C’mon, lil’ guy. Take it all the way in.”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

When Kace’s hand was brought up to his face, Cadeyrn flinched ever so slightly, still a little wary, but he soon relaxed again. The witch’s words surprised him a little, being as forward as they were, but who was Cade to say no? It had been a while for him too and Kace was.. well, he was certainly Cade’s type, that was for sure. “Forward, aren’t you?” The fae asked, but didn’t argue. He got down on his knees as instructed, looking up at Kace who was now even fucking taller. “We better not get ambushed by vampires while I’m taking your dick.”

His right hand rasped through his raven locks, a sigh of relief emanated from him - alleviating the tension in his body to finally relax in the presence of the fae. For all Kace knew, this could’ve been a setup, for Cade’s people to ambush the vampires, but that was a risk he willed himself to take. “Likewise, I don’t like being caught off guard with my pants at my ankles.” After a few motions of untying the string of the pants the vampires had given him, that’s where his pants ended up, at his ankles. Flopping out, dangling in between the girth of his thighs, a lifeless slab of meat. “Think you can take it?”

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gage-moore:

“Wow, you’re killing the buzz before it even gets started.” Gage muttered, reaching for the offered tall glass as it was placed on the bar counter within his reach. His fingers curled around the cool glass, smelling the mixture of red wine and blood–human blood from the tang to it. It wasn’t the best, but it was what Gage was used to, and it was in abundance with the shipment of slaves they’d brought through The Mist.

Gage shuddered just thinking about it. The place had been horrible, full of decomposing bodies and bones. How they’d made it through, he’ll never know–he’d been so sure they would all die there.

“Laz…is a pretty hostile guy these days. He doesn’t like to be bothered unless it’s something important.” Gage was watching the slave now, wondering what he was referring to. Curiosity was getting the better of him, and he reached for his drink, taking a long sip before trying to press for more info. “If it’s a big deal of a message, why don’t you go up to the town hall and try to talk to him yourself?”

Everyone had their zest of what was favorable and what was not, he never would understand a vampire’s desire for mortal blood or the crimson nectar in general, no matter how much it was explained to him. “Nice to see you too, Vampire Gage.” He showed enough respect to the vampires to sail by swimmingly, did as he was told up to a point. A valid suggestion, and he had half a mind to act on the suggestion.

”I may try to do that when he starts to be less hostile.” Even though he wasn’t a slave that caused the vampires trouble or grief, he understood the consequences of bothering Lazarus, a fate even he didn’t want to befall him. “It’s a big deal to me, may not be to him. Either way, I’ll have my chance to speak with him when I command it.” Shifting in his seat, he coiled his fingers around the glass, luring it from the vampire’s grasp. “Until then, anything I can do for you before I flee?”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Cade managed to relax ever so slightly, running his hand through his dark auburn curls to push them back out of his eyes.. mainly so he could take the slave’s tattoos in in more detail. They were gorgeous, much like the muscles of the witch they decorated. “Oh.. so.. not.. not sex then?” he asked, moving a little closer, looking the man up and down. “Yeah, well, I’m not much of a fan of her either. She’s basically letting my brothers suffer in some.. vampire dungeon somewhere, being used for god knows what.”

"I think the vampires think a little more of me than that.” Apparently. If the vampires desperately coveted the witch for matters of the flesh, he was pretty enough, but that’s not what Lazarus wanted from him, not as of yet, at least. Lifting his right hand to brush along Cade’s face, a thumb ghosting along just under his right eye. “I’m sure we can help one another out, but first, I need you to get on your knees. I haven’t had a release in a good while.”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Considering Kace’s words, Cade finally nodded and slipped his knife back into the holster on his leg, no longer backing away from the handsome stranger, but that didn’t mean that Cade wasn’t still extremely cautious. “Alright, fine. So, why are you with the vampires?” He asked, his eyes then falling to the collar around Kace’s neck. He was a slave, he must’ve been. “You’re a slave,” he stated, sort of sounding like a question but it was mostly due to the fact he was figuring things out in his head. “What do they use you for?”

Relief within as Cadeyrn disposed of the blade, even if momentarily. His twin arms adorned over his bare torso, decked out in tattoos, the slave seemingly etched out of stone. “I’m a witch, they use me for potions, curses.” What they didn’t use him for is sex, he wouldn’t have taken a real shine to that, anyway. All of his tattoos had a meaning, tying to his witchcraft or to his family. “What your Queen did to my mother is punishable by death.”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Cade kept the knife pointed at the stranger for a couple more minutes as he listened to Kace explain himself; cautiously, he lowered the knife but didn’t put it away, not yet. “How do I know this isn’t a trick? You could hand me over to the vampires. I could end up their slave just like my brothers,” he said, still not fully letting himself drop his guard. He was on the outskirts of a city ran by the Vampire Order – Kace could’ve been lying out his ass for all Cade knew. “You’re suggesting we work together?”

”If I wanted to turn you over to the vampires, it would’ve been done by now.” Officially, his allegiance was with The Vampire Order, unofficially, he was on the side he’d always been on his entire life, his side. If he had to give up the vampires to witness The High Queen’s demise, he’d take that bet. “The Vampires killed your parents, The Queen killed my mother. We can both get what we want and that’s revenge. That’s my suggestion.” Cade didn’t have to trust him, as evident as unlikely of that was to happen, he wasn’t out to befriend anyone.

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Clenching his jaw, Cadeyrn tossed the knife from one hand to his other, holding it steady and not letting it drop. “My name’s Cadeyrn. The vampires killed my parents and took my brothers as slaves. I want them back,” he explained, still watching Kace carefully, not liking the way he advanced on him every time Cade took a step back. “How do I know you’re not going to do something when I drop the knife? The knife stays where it is,” he muttered, his free hand clenching into a fist.

The boy was cautious, understandably, Kace didn’t know Cadeyrn from a can of paint - and vise versa. How about this turn of events, trying that on for size. “You’re after the vampires, I’m after The Queen. She killed my mother for stealing that vampire crack.” Maybe these two could aid one another in their attempts for revenge. “If I wanted to hurt you, I would’ve already. Put the knife down and let’s talk about you scratching my back and me scratching yours.”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Just as the small fae was letting himself drift off, a voice snapped him right back to the land of the living again. He quickly got up, arming himself with the knife and taking a step back from the newcomer. The very tall, very good-looking newcomer. “That’s really none of your business,” he quipped back defensively, keeping his eye on the stranger and not letting his focus slip. “Who the hell are you anyway?” Cadeyrn questioned, narrowing his dark eyes slightly, keeping the knife held in front of him.

”I will tell you this, if you stab me, you’re going to have a whole hell of a lot problems than you have already.” The fae didn’t belong anywhere near the vampire’s territory, unless he had a death wish, something Kace wouldn’t rule out at the moment. “My name is Kace, that’s all you’re getting until you tell me why you decided to come here?” The more Cade took steps away, Kace acquired steps onward. “Put the knife down before one of us gets hurt.”

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Cadeyrn || Open

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cadeyrnharper:

Already well beyond the city walls and finding himself in a forest on the outskirts of Meranosa, Cade knew it wasn’t a smart move, but at least he was doing something, right? Half of him was torn between carrying on further into the hostile territory in hopes that he would at least see his brothers, while the other was telling him to go back to the tiny dorm Avery and Dantri were letting him stay in with them. He was nervous, but it wasn’t like he had anything left to lose anyway. Even if the vampires captured him, at least he might have more of a chance of seeing his siblings.

Finally realising he was starting to get a little tired and that he should probably rest up before heading any further, he decided to sit for a while, finding a fairly sheltered area and settling himself against an old oak tree. He kept his knife in his hand and resting on his lap just in case anyone decided to bother him, but hopefully he would hear their thoughts before they spotted him. The fae sighed softly before muttering to himself, knowing just how dumb he was being. “What’re you even doing, Cade..”

One hand caressed against the opposite, kneading the tense muscles in his palm. It could’ve worse, he could’ve been dealt a horrifying fate of performing lecherous gratifications for the vampires. Fortunately for him, no vampire requested that of him, vampires did request potions and curses of him, as well as for him to foresee their future, from a secret family potion that bestowed precognition on the young vampire. An elixir from his ancestors and passed down through the generations. 

“You know if the vampires catch you here, you’re gonna be dog meat.” There was no guarantee the vampires would’ve kept the fae alive if caught. Kace could’ve ventured back to the vampires and tipped ‘em off to an intruder in the midst, but he wasn’t a fan boy himself. “You must have a damn good reason for risking your life.” The reasons were limited, but if it were a similar reason for Kace risking his own life by being a part of The Vampire Order, he could understand. “Let me guess, family?”

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gage-moore:

“Whatever it is, I didn’t have a part in it.” Gage grumbled, half stumbling over a loose board on the bridge. Meranosa was surrounded by too much damn water, and while he liked this beach and the ocean, this was a little overboard after being stuck on a ship for over a week. Granted, it had been a very nice yacht Lazarus owned, but the wobbling on the water got old very quickly. Now here they were on a coastal city–beautiful as it was, but still, he wanted to go inland despite the danger.

There was arguing nearby, one of the vampires shooting Gage a glare as he came close. Today was not the day for any kind of confrontation, especially one he didn’t have anything to do with. He moved on, listening to the large waterfall roaring nearby as he came to the makeshift bloodbar the vampires had put together. “Let me get a drink, any drink.” He called out to the bartender working there as he took a seat and gave the male next to him a friendly nudge. “Want one on me?”

Under the guise of a slave in the name of revenge, an infiltration of Meranosa and The Vampire Order to accumulate an allegiance with what most witches feared. Did Kace fear vampires? He was certainly aware of the damage the species could inflict on anyone, but was he outright afraid of the bloodsuckers? Not even in the slightest. Maybe he was the only witch that wasn’t fearful of the creatures of the night. They were monstrosities that compelled giants to kneel at their presence, Gods to tremble in their wake and here, a witch wasn’t even the slightest bit afraid. In denial or just that bold?

”The only blood I want is The High Queen’s.” Splattered at his feet. Flashbacks of what she had done to his mother were effervescent, stress equivalent of waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat, quavering at the nightmare presented. “If you’re offering her blood, I’ll take it.” The collar around his neck that suppressed his magic anything but comforting, it was a nuisance, a mandatory nuisance. An empty glass on the table, he quickly nudged it over to the bartender. It was adamant for him to serve the vampires in his role, as unsavory as it was, he would oblige until the time had come for him to take action. “Would you mind delivering a message to Lazarus? Tell him, I need to see him about a qualm I have to pick with him.”