when a man is prey to his emotions, he is not his own master

Stigr Anselm. Councilman of Sweden. 5089. Vampire. Versatile. {Member of krovscastlerpg. Will only rp with fellow members.}

[mannythejaguar]

"Of course, no, I didn't mean to imply..." Manny trailed off. He pressed his lips together in a line, briefly considering declining the offer, but Stigr didn't really give him much of a choice with a "yes or no." He let out a slow breath as he stepped inside the councilman's suite. "Would you like to put some clothes on while I wait?"

[stigranselm]

Stigr shut the door behind Manny once the younger man had finally stepped into the suite, drawing closer to take the bracelet from him. "No, I'm quite comfortable like this, but thank you for asking." He unhooked the little clasp and secured the bracelet around the guard's wrist, adjusting it for a few seconds until he was satisfied. "I fail to see what the issue was, Manny."

[lecstars]

Mads Mikkelsen as Nigel in Charlie Countryman (2013)

"No, Charlie, not fucking was. Fucking is. Fucking meaning, I currently fucking am until death do us fucking part."

[heavensent-elio]

Elio nodded, following behind Stigr and then doing exactly as he said without any quip or argument. He climbed on the bed, paused in thought, and then settled sitting on it with a slight recline balanced back on his forearms. He was fine with a simple missionary style unless the councilman wanted something else. He'd do whatever pleased his partner. He watched as Stigr undressed before him, admiring the view quietly.

"Like this?" he finally asked.

[stigranselm]

It was always interesting to have a slave who didn't have some snappy little reply for him, but Stigr often found himself enjoying the ones who didn't try to give him a constant headache. He set his clothes aside once he'd finished stripping and then surveyed Elio, giving him a nod. "Perfect like that." Stigr replied and moved to join the other man on the bed. His fingers slid lightly along the slave's jaw and then he tilted Elio's chin up to kiss him, his other hand moving to push the slave down onto the bed.

[sirenja-and-stag]

[mannythejaguar]

Manny opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something and then closed it. "All right, thank you." He cleared his throat and rounded the booth again, sitting opposite of Stigr so that he could finish his drink. "What'll you be getting up to for the rest of the night?" he inquired.

[stigranselm]

Stigr settled back against the booth, watching Manny quietly as the younger man picked up his drink. "I think I'll be heading home once we're finished here. Nothing against the parties the castle throws, but they're not my favorite thing to attend. I mostly do it for appearances and I suspect some people would drag me out here if I didn't show up." There was a small flash of amusement to his voice. "What will you do?"

[icebird-khion]

Khion gazed up at Stigr with large bright eyes and a shit-eating grin spreading across his lips. If it'd been anyone else he probably would've been a little concerned for his safety. This was exactly what he wanted from Stigr though and he didn't even bother hiding it. Surely the councilman knew that too. "Has anyone ever told you it's not very wise to tease a pamola?" he returned the question. He bit down on his bottom lip, barely suppressing the soft groan that escaped his throat. "What're you gonna do about it?"

[stigranselm]

The older man narrowed his eyes down at Khion, continuing to rock his hips against the younger man's. "I'm half tempted to spank you, actually." He grumbled, noting the way that the pamola was very much enjoying his current situation. Such a brat. Stigr got his hand on the younger man's thigh, encouraging his leg around his hip as he drove his hips a bit harder against Khion's. "It would serve you right."

[mannythejaguar]

Manny didn't have a chance to formulate a response to that, more focused on Stigr finally moving atop him. He sucked in a hiss of air and groaned softly, the noise not staying quiet for long. He squeezed Stigr's hips tight and arched up to meet every downward movement from the councilman. "Fuck... so do... you," he breathed out. It'd been a long time since he'd been with any woman and normally he was the one more in control in those situations. He wasn't complaining about this nor did he demand Stigr change his pace, the berserker more than content in enjoying the moment for however long it lasted.

[stigranselm]

Manny arching up into him drew a delighted moan from the councilman, his movements stuttering for a few seconds. The vampire glanced down at the guard, debating, and then was quick to flip their positions, careful to not jostle them too much. He smirked at Manny, arching up into him, and curled a leg around the younger man's hip. "Why don't you show me just how good you can make me feel, hm?"

[icebird-khion]

"So demanding," Khion grumbled, giving Stigr a look. The corner of his mouth curved up slightly to show he was teasing. He didn't need to be told twice though. He rolled his hips nice and slow to start then raised them, finding a steady rhythm riding the councilman's iron-hard tumescence. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, head falling back with the heady sound. He gripped Stigr tighter, moved faster, moaned louder. "Fuck, you feel so... fucking good."

[stigranselm]

"I learned from the best." As though Stigr hadn't been very demanding even before he'd met Khion. He leaned in to kiss the younger man, nibbling at his bottom lip and moved a hand down to curl around the pamola's cock, stroking him slowly. It didn't take much longer for him to cum, his hips thrusting up a few times before he buried himself deep in Khion and came with a moan.

[icebird-khion]

Khion fell over the edge of bliss crying out Stigr's name and rolling his hips in time with those rough thrusts. It wasn't enough to sate the sex-starved and sensitive pamola who felt like heat struck him again without all the icky symptoms. Soon as he came down from the high he grinned at the councilman who let him get away with a lot of shit. "Aw, Stiggy, what's wrong?" he cooed as if he wasn't the source of the problem. His chest heaved with labored breaths as he spoke. "Why so grumpy?"

[stigranselm]

"I couldn't possibly imagine what the issue is." Stigr growled right back, looking down at Khion with an unimpressed stare. It was clear that he really was letting him get away with too much these days, the brat. It was fine, though, since Stigr was keeping track of just how long Khion played this little game. He'd get him back for it later. He gave the younger man a scowl and then leaned down to bite his throat, continuing to thrust hard into the pamola.

[henri-delacroix]

Henri smiled at that. Leave it to Stigr to always be prepared. He thanked his sire as he plucked the wine glass, swirled the drink under his nose, and then drew in an experimental sip. He hummed in appreciation at the notes of flavor. "Not yet, no. I'll dip down into the Undercroft once I leave here, grab something to eat. Are there any you might recommend?" he asked, always trusting his sire's opinion. "It seems this batch of stock is far bolder than I remember. One of them had the audacity to try stealing from my luggage when I arrived."

[stigranselm]

"Really? That slave strikes me as slightly stupid, thinking such a thing was wise." Stigr asked, raising an eyebrow as he poured himself a drink as well. The vampire didn't think he'd have responded kindly to a slave being quite that bold. "I hope you showed him why that was a terrible idea." He brought the glass to his lips, drinking some as he considered. "There aren't many, really. One of the guards has caught my attention more than the slaves have. The only one I can recommend that I've rented a few times is Onyx."

[mannythejaguar]

"No, no... that part I got," Manny said and sighed, scrubbing a hand over his face. His fault, he should've been clearer. He paused, noting that the councilman was only wearing a bathrobe, gaze subtly lingering on the older man's body before he focused on why he was here. "What I mean is that it's too much. Too, uh, expensive. I don't feel right in accepting it?"

[stigranselm]

The vampire noted the way that Manny's gaze lingered on his body and suppressed a pleased smile easily. Instead, he made a small noise of disagreement and waved a hand dismissively. "You hardly need to worry about my finances after buying you that, Manny, I assure you. And I don't accept the return of things that I've purchased for others." He slipped in a small, lightly offended tone and then regarded the younger man before he pulled away from the door slightly. "Why don't you come in." It wasn't a question.

[mannythejaguar]

"Well, I'm glad to hear, thank you," Manny said, grinning crookedly. He didn't make a move to leave Stigr's lap, though he did clear his throat. "Is there anything else I can do for you while I'm here?"

[stigranselm]

There were a few things that Stigr would like to do with Manny, but he simply shook his head. "No. Thank you, Mr. Henderson." He gave his wrist a small squeeze and then let go so the guard could move away if he wanted to. "Go and enjoy your food."

[mannythejaguar]

Manny stared at the expensive-looking gold and jade bracelet Stigr had gifted him where it sat on his kitchen counter. He honestly had no idea what to do with it. He knew it was something to wear, much like the leather and chain bracelets and random assortment of rings he wore on the daily. But this felt a little... much. All because of sex a few weeks ago. He felt the need to return it.

He arrived at Stigr's suite with bracelet in hand, raised his fist, and hesitated a beat before knocking. "Mr. Ans–– Stigr," he corrected himself, clearing his throat. He held up the bracelet in his other hand. "I, uh, I'm not sure what to do with this."

@stigranselm

[stigranselm]

Stigr had been wrapped up in work related things when the knock on the door interrupted his conversation with one of his employees on the phone. The vampire paused, inhaling deeply and recognized the scent to be Manny's. While he hadn't expected a visit, perhaps he shouldn't have been surprised after he'd sent that little thank you gift to the guard. Though it being a 'thank you gift' had mostly been an excuse when what Stigr really wanted was to see something he'd bought around Manny's wrist. He wrapped things up and then stood there, debating whether or not to make the younger man comfortable by dressing more.

Instead, he merely tightened the belt that kept his robe secured around his waist and made his way to the door. Stigr opened it and tilted his head, looking curiously at the younger man. "Manny." He greeted, only to raise his eyebrows in something like puzzlement at the words. Stigr's gaze dropped almost instantly to the various bracelets around the guard's wrists before his attention flicked upward again. "I find that rather confusing, as I don't often see you without your various jewelry. It fits around your wrist very much like your leather bracelets."

[reapthewarner]

There was only a low hum of voices now as the slaves still down with him settled down. It must be getting late by the way they reacted which the reaper found interesting. Though he never grew tired in the same way as the beings around him, never had a need for it. Suppose that came with the ghost he used to be there was no such feeling nor as the reaper he is now. He's standing, leaning up against a wall with a small book he found on the floor not far from where he was standing. "Curious how you got here." He said to no one in particular, mostly aiming the question to himself. He hadn't been in the castle long enough to know the ins and outs just yet. No doubt he will be learning much more about the place in the days that followed.

@krovscastlestarters

[stigranselm]

With the little project that Stigr had going on with Manny at the moment, the councilman didn't spend very much time in the Undercroft these days. Few of the unclaimed slaves interested him all that much, though that could, of course, change eventually. With things taken care of and his usual company busy, he'd decided to make his way down now to check out any newer stock. The vampire took note of the slave leaning against the wall, reading, and raised an eyebrow at the muttering. "Are you asking yourself that question?"

[henri-delacroix]

"Mm. Sorry to hear that," Henri replied. He didn't delve further. It was the nature of these castles; sometimes slaves were whisked away to another location without much explanation. He'd seen it happen to many he met in Krovs despite yet owning a slave himself.

He nodded once and trailed after his sire. "Please. I believe you remember my preferred blood wine." Something French either with human or witch blood. A small smirk tugged at his lips. "Unless your age is impacting your memory and you need a reminder?"

[stigranselm]

"It's quite alright. I'm over it by now." Which was helped along, of course, now that he'd changed his plans and started to direct them at Manny. His toys might have escaped him, but he had no plans on letting the guard do the same. He glanced over his shoulder at Henri, lips twitching up into a genuine smile. "I'm not quite that old yet. I remember your favorite wine, I keep it on hand just in case." He'd figured that his fledgling would show up eventually, so he kept that particular blood wine stocked, though Stigr himself wasn't a fan of human or witch blood. He grabbed the bottle from the wine cabinet, snagging a glass and pouring some of the drink before he offered it out to the younger man. "Have you been able to enjoy any of the slaves in the Undercroft yet?"

[icebird-khion]

"Good boy." Khion grinned, always a fan of getting his way. Which was often with Stigr. He swiftly moved clothing out of the way, freed the parts that mattered, and used a spit-slicked hand to further wake the older man's arousal. Satisfied, the impatient pamola raised his hips and lowered himself onto that rigid source of heat, head falling back with a groan as inch by inch filled him to the hilt. "Fuck, Stiggy," he breathed out. "You feel so good."

[stigranselm]

The vampire snorted in amusement at the praise. As though he was going to tell Khion no -- at least not now. His hands moved to rest on the younger man's hips, his thumbs brushing idly along the skin, letting his head drop back to look up at the pamola. A small smirk played around his lips and he used his hold on Khion to start encouraging him to move. "As do you."

[icebird-khion]

Khion once again waited for that familiar feeling of Stigr's closeness and stopped. This time, however, he added the tiniest touch of frost in his breath to really cool the councilman down. He did this at least twice more and the last time he fully pulled back and up onto his feet, bright eyes glittering mischievously. "That's too bad, Stiggy," he cooed, like it was the other man's fault he hadn't gotten off. He turned and walked towards the door, taking his sweet time so that Stigr could grab him, which Khion absolutely wanted.

[stigranselm]

The feeling of cold had the vampire gritting his teeth, eyes narrowing as he watched Khion get to his feet. Brat was the first thing that went through his mind as he noted the way that Khion was looking down at him, but Stigr let him turn away and get a few steps distance between them before he lunged. The movement drove them both to the floor, Stigr on top of Khion, straddling the younger man, one hand locked tightly around the pamola's wrists to jerk them above his head. "Has anyone ever told you, sötnos, that it's not very wise to tease a vampire?" Stigr asked, a growl to the councilman's voice as he started to rock his hips against the younger man's.