Mischief Maker
Vin was up early the following morning, as the habit of rising with the sun had never quite left him from his time in the circus. Some old habits, it seemed, didn’t die after all. He was vaguely aware of Luciel’s presence in his bed, but only in so far as he now had another tool in his arsenal. The Omega still seemed to be asleep as Vin sat up in bed, browsing on his laptop.
Cicero had proven already that he would not be useful at all in recovering this place, and his return to Vin’s side would only come after all was said and done. So that left others. Slowly mounting, but growing. Shuichi was too delicate to utilize as any sort of weapon; at best he could be a shield. But Luciel... with Luciel, he could begin to become active, rather than having to wait passively due to the massive target on his own back.
He grinned as the plot formed in his mind, and he shut his laptop and laid back down in bed. His hands guided Luciel onto his belly and fingertips slipped between his cheeks as his mouth sought the little Omega’s neck. “Luciel...” He called, lining his own cock up already. “I’ve got something special for you...” His voice was low and sonorous, almost melodic as he pushed into the sleeping Omega, pinning Luciel down as he began to enjoy one of the perks of keeping an Omega in bed overnight.
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