i've come to burn your kingdom down

Charles {"Charlie"} Winchester. 212. Fire dragon. Bottom. Purchased by Raphael De Luca. {member of krovscastlerpg. Will only rp with fellow members.}

[officermorozov]

Ransom caught that was a rhetorical question or assumed so. Being a cop he'd been called a dick quite often so wasn't at all offended by it. He might actually be one to be fair. He did take a bit of offense to the shove that came with it. Things would have gone a lot differently if he was still in uniform, but as it stood he was in nothing...still. His eyes narrowed at the dragon who was supposed to be older than him but seemed to have the brain of a prepubescent teenager with the question he just asked him. If it wasn't followed by the last he might have lost his shit the little twat, but Charlie did have a point, frustratingly enough, with the last.

"I have an issue with you because of what you just fucking said to me and why you're mad. I'm not the fucked up one in this suite." Ransom moved forward without the intent of hurting the other so didn't get shocked for once. "If he told you to stab me, you'd do it. If he told you to hurt anyone, you'd do anything he fucking said for a good boy, wouldn't you?" Ransom kept closing in on the smaller because he was mad and had been holding it all in for way too long. "You'd do anything if he picked you. You sold your fucking soul and you want me to what? Give a shit, feel bad? How long were you on your knees begging for him today? Who wouldn't you give up for his attention?"

[thecharleswinchester]

If Ransom hadn't been wearing the collar that guaranteed he couldn't hurt anyone, Charlie might have a little more wary of him. As it was, he currently didn't see the other dragon in a threat that way and had no problem whatsoever getting into his face now. He knew that the shove had probably pissed Ransom off but he didn't give two shits, tempted to shove him again at the words when he finally spoke. Charlie tensed up but didn't back down, glaring up at Ransom with a low, continuous growl.

"I'm mad because you're in my goddamn space right now. It's one thing to share it with Mason, it's another to share it with you." His baser instincts practically declared the werewolf as his, but having to share a suite with another dragon put him on edge. It wasn't even that it was Ransom, since Charlie was pretty sure he'd hate being around any other dragon in Raphael's suite right now. His shoulders continued to tense up the closer Ransom drew to him, Charlie's eyes flickering from their human brown to the golden tint of the dragon. "You? Yeah, I'd stab you without a second of hesitation, believe me. Raphael wouldn't even have to ask." But he was aware that Raphael wouldn't react kindly to him lashing out at Ransom like that, that their master had plenty of creative punishments he didn't want to experience any time soon. "I wouldn't hurt just anyone just because he asks me, asshole. I wouldn't hurt my dad or Mason.. No matter what Raph promised me."

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael waited patiently until he too deemed Charlie calm enough to continue whatever brief conversation they'd be having. His hands remained in his pants pockets while he hinged forward. "That depends," he replied. Years later and Charlie still didn't know how to ask properly. "What is it you're asking for help with?"

[thecharleswinchester]

While Charlie completely understood why Raphael wanted him to beg, that didn't mean that he liked it. Especially not during heat week when the ghoul knew exactly what he wanted and still wanted to hear it. He gave him a little bit of a look but then reeled it in, not wanting Raphael to accuse him of having another "tantrum", and curled his fingers tighter in his master's shirt. "Will you please, pretty please, just fuck me already, sir?" Charlie asked, leaning in a bit more so his lips were a few inches from his master's. "Fuck me like only you know how to do, until the only goddamn thing I think of is your name."

[valentinsocorro]

Their hands linked and Valentin took the opportunity to lead. He pulled Charlie along with him out of the bar and to the nearest playroom. The moment the door was closed, his mouth pressed to the dragon's in a kiss, relishing the pure heat radiating off of the slave in waves. His hands went up Charlie's shirt to both feel at his torso and to push the fabric up and out of the way. He walked Charlie backwards to the bed and broke the kiss to push him onto it, shedding his blousey top before crawling in after.

His mouth trailed over Charlie's hips, his fingers hooking into the waist of his pants. "Your name," he said, tugging Charlie's bottoms down and off. Valentin sat back on folded legs to admire the younger, tilting his head. "May I have it?"

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie eagerly returned the kiss, the feeling of Valentin's chilled hands against his burning skin a damn relief that he pressed up against. The dragon ran hot on a normal day but felt far warmer once heat week rolled around, which was another reason he was likely so much more eager to get his hands on the vampires since their cool touch helped calm the fever. He moved his arms to help the older man remove his shirt and fell back onto the bed with a grunt, gaze intense as he stared at the other man.

The slave made an encouraging little sound at the press of the vampire's lips, obediently lifting his hips up. "Charlie." He replied, wetting his bottom lip and offering a smirk. "Don't think I caught yours either."

[bloodsoakedwhiskers]

He nodded, still frowning, but it was terribly forced, obviously so with the way his mind was clearly elsewhere. The offer however snapped him right back to reality and his throat went dry, hands fisting tighter by his sides. He felt physically pained to hold himself back now. "Is that uh.. an offer for something else, as well?" His cheeks darkened, embarrassed for even asking but all he needed was a 'yes' and he'd feel completely different. He nodded again, like words just weren't forming for him, and he sucked in a noise of protest when he took another step closer. He just felt taunted now, daring to take a step towards him, closing the gap between them little by little. "There's more important things."

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie wasn't the most observant person, but he noticed just how much Cyril seemed to be working to hold himself back. He didn't know why -- it was heat week, after all, and why try to deny himself? But it was probably different being in the village, not that it would stop Charlie from climbing the younger man like a goddamn tree if they didn't get moving soon. "It is if you'd like it to be." He replied with a smirk, taking in the other man's blush, closing the distance to take Cyril's hand and tugged him around to start leading him the other way. "Though if we wait much longer, we're not gonna make it to the damn house."

[bloodsoakedwhiskers]

The corner of his lips tugged down in a slight frown when the dragon seemed dismissive of his 'no'. Even plagued by self-hatred and a horniness that could kill a prostitute, Cyril was immediately concerned. "Damn," He murmured, seemingly breathless, willing away his heat for just a moment for he could have a normal conversation. "You gonna' be there all by yourself?" And now he felt like a creep, inwardly slapping himself on the head, "Not like- I just, you seem.. upset, just.. looking out."

His attempts to push anything down however faltered when he stepped closer, and all the shifter could think was how much of a tease he was and he wasn't even doing anything. "Grocery store," He answered, too fast, almost robotic, stifling back a pained noise. "Need, uh... meat," His eyes dropped down his body and the feeling of being a creep only heightened, tongue coming out to wet his suddenly dry lips.

[thecharleswinchester]

The shapeshifter's attempt to cover his reaction was enough to briefly pull Charlie out of being annoyed, the dragon grinning. "Yeah, all by myself. At least for now." He was sure that Raphael would eventually track him down again...or Charlie himself would cave, as per usual, and return to the castle to get his master's attention. "If you're so worried about me, you're welcome to come to the house." And at least that would help him soothe the heat for a little bit. Something Cyril also clearly needed. "Ah. Does seem kind of important during this week." He cocked his head, considering the other man and doing his best to not laugh and stepped a little closer. Was he being a tease? Maybe.

[nottheangel-raphael]

"Sure could've fooled me," Raphael replied, ever calm despite Charlie's fussing. The attitude wasn't unexpected with how dragons were and he resisted a smirk, instead raising a brow down at his slave. "I'm not talking to or helping you when you're like this. I'd be happy to entertain you once you've finished your tantrum. Just let me know when you're finished."

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie couldn't help but bristle at Raphael's tone, just barely biting back another frustrated growl. "I am not having a tantrum." He grumbled, suspecting that his master was just trying to rile him up some more. The dragon huffed and then took a deep breath, trying for a minute to squash his annoyance down which was easier said than done. He knew that Ransom didn't want Raphael, but it was still rubbing him the wrong way to have to share the space but he knew the ghoul would just tell him to get over it. After feeling he was calm enough, he walked toward Raphael, taking hold of his shirt to pull him down slightly. "Fine. I'm calm now. So will you please help me out here?"

[officermorozov]

"What fucking world do you live in." Ransom muttered to himself more than the thing in front of him because that's all he saw the other as. No actual self respecting creature would ever say something like that, but that was the problem. Mason and Charlie weren't anything anymore save for whatever Raphael wanted them to be. Ransom didn't fall into that camp. He didn't enjoy Raph, he didn't want to be there. That collar worked both ways though. He couldn't hurt himself or anyone else. "Whatever you have to tell yourself."

[thecharleswinchester]

Even though Ransom had clearly been grumbling more to himself, Charlie still caught what he said and scowled. He would have just normally carried on and left the suite, but heat was making him just a tiny bit more aggressive and he moved to get right into the younger dragon's space, glaring up at him. "Are you ever not a dick?" Charlie snapped, shoving a hand against Ransom's chest. "Don't know why you have such a fucking issue with me. It's not my fucking fault that you're a dumbass and got yourself landed in this situation."

[valentinsocorro]

Valentin watched Charlie's face for any sign that his touch wasn't wanted but he didn't see any indication. He stroked at his cheek again before letting his hand fall away, moving instead to his drink. He took a sip and considered the dragon. He wondered if Charlie knew who he was and if he'd had propositioned him all the same if he did. Even still, the idea of fucking Raphael's slave when he was in need was... Heady.

The vampire drained the rest of his glass and set it upside down on top of the bar. "I would be remiss to turn down a man in his time of need," he replied. Valentin moved off of the bar stool and held his hand out for Charlie, "Let us find a room." His own suite was stuffy with the smell of his sex with Magnai and he was fairly sure that Charlie wouldn't appreciate such a thing. Better to find a playroom that would be neutral territory.

[thecharleswinchester]

The dragon settled back against the bar when the other man's hand dropped away, doing his beset to not fidget. He had no idea who the other man was, aside from assuming that he was a councilman -- easy enough to spot them most of the time. Raphael had never complained to him about any of the other councilmen, so he had no idea if this was someone his master liked and it wouldn't have stopped him from hooking up with the guy anyway. It wasn't like the ghoul really cared who he fucked as long as he didn't do anything stupid.

He noticeably looked relieved as the other man seemed happy to help him out. "How kind of you." Charlie drawled even as he stood up to take Valentin's hand so they could get out of the bar. "I think there's a playroom pretty close to here."

[nottheangel-raphael]

"Avoiding me as usual, pet?" Raphael inquired in a bored-sounding tone once he found Charlie. It wasn't hard. The suite, while spacious, wasn't as big as the tiny dragon thought it was. Besides, Charlie played this game of "hard to get" when he was anything but every six months and every day outside of heat. At least Ransom put up a real fight, the younger's creativity using the shower's environment to his advantage mere moments earlier truly inspired. He leaned against the wall, his arms folded over his chest. It should be noted that he wasn't wearing a shirt or anything more than a towel around his waist for that matter. Dark curls still damp from the shower hung over his forehead on purpose because everything with Raph was done that way. "Never learn, do you?"

@thecharleswinchester

[thecharleswinchester]

For once, Charlie actually wasn't playing hard to get. That hadn't been something he'd even considered after having to listen to Raphael and Ransom fuck around not that long ago. All that had managed to do for him was cause a hot coil of jealousy and annoyance to settle in his chest and he was noticeably agitated by the time his master came into his room. He'd been considering trying to leave the suite before Raphael found him, if only so he didn't start some stupid fight with Ransom. Normally, he did a somewhat better job at hiding just how much he hated the other slave being in the suite, but heat was making him territorial and more prone to anger. Having to share the suite and share Raphael right now with another dragon was almost too much and he growled quietly at his master, a little flash of gold sparking across his brown eyes. "I'm not avoiding you." He shot back, unusually aggressive right now when he was normally a little softer during heat. "Just didn't think you'd appreciate me interrupting your fun with him."

[valentinsocorro]

Valentin usually made himself scarce around these times of the year. He hid in his suite and buried himself in work. This time, there had been one particular individual who had demanded his attention and he had been more than willing to comply. Now, Magnai was off in search of different distractions and Valentin was in need of fresh air for the moment. He sought out the castle bar and made himself comfortable in the chaos going on around him.

He turned his head to look at the dragon who had chosen to sit next to him. Cat-like eyes flickered up and down his frame and he recognized him almost immediately. One of Raphael's slaves, Charlie. He kept his expression neutral. Pleasant, even. He hated Raphael. That didn't mean he had to hate his slaves, who had no choice in being connected to the ghoul.

"No, not interrupting a thing," Valentin replied. He could see the traces of the fever on Charlie. The gleam of sweat on his brow, the smell of arousal on him. Raphael was only one man and he was willing to bet he was favoring one slave over the other. Valentin reached out with a cool hand and stroke the back of his knuckles down the side of Charlie's face. "You look afflicted by the time of the year."

[thecharleswinchester]

Without heat affecting him, Charlie wasn't very touchy when it came to the vampires around the castle. Particularly ones that he didn't know very well, but heat made it so he wasn't nearly as picky as he would be. At least so far this guy seemed alright, though Charlie wasn't willing to relax completely just yet. He'd been around Krovs long enough to know that some of the masters hid who they really were. Still, he closed his eyes and leaned into the touch with a thankful sigh, the coolness of the man's knuckles helping a little with how damn hot he was feeling. "I am." He muttered, not opening his eyes just yet. "And I hate it." Charlie glanced up, tilting his head. "Willing to help me out a little at all?"

[bloodsoakedwhiskers]

Cyril was unfortunately realizing just how unprepared he was for the week when he opened his fridge to find he had practically no food. Of course, just his luck, and now he had to venture out to the grocery store to at least get enough to survive the heat buried in his stomach. The sun felt like it was too bright, and he was seriously debating just turning around and starving in his bed with the way his mind was swarmed. It was so much, too much even.

His thoughts were cut off when he almost ran into someone, though it seemed neither of them had been paying attention really. The shifter had stiffened, eyes dropping down to take in Charlie. The dragon seemed almost in as bad of shape as Cyril, yet the lynx was more absorbed with a plague of filthy thoughts to really consider what was causing it. "Charlie," He greeted back, nodding his head, taking a step back with him, both of them seemingly trying to hold themselves back.

He couldn't peel his eyes away, and the height difference that already made the lynx flustered just felt like pure bait now. He wondered how easy it would be to carry him in his arms while he.. He cleared his throat, cheeks tinting, "Are.. you okay?" He asked, finally managing to do something other than stare like a virgin, "Seemed like you were, uh, in a rush."

[thecharleswinchester]

"No." Charlie replied with a rueful laugh, shaking his head. The dragon caught the way that Cyril was looking at him and had to stomp down on the urge to preen, if only to get more attention from the other man. It hadn't even been that long since he'd been fucked by Mason and yet it felt like it had been to damn long and Charlie released a frustrated little huff. "I'm trying to put some distance between me and one of Raphael's other slaves. Town house seems like the best idea." The dragon grumbled, raising his shoulders in a small shrug, jealousy laced heavily through the words. Ransom didn't even want Raphael's hands on him, but Charlie couldn't think clearly right now.

He cocked his head, noting the way that Cyril had blushed and raised an eyebrow. Charlie took a step closer, sliding his hands into his pockets to make himself behave. "Where were you headed anyway?"

[officermorozov]

Ransom wasn't in a good mood after dealing with Raphael, but even when he didn't deal with Raphael he wasn't in a good mood. He usually avoided the ghoul's brat pack since they really had so little in common other than Ransom wanting to shoot them all. The black dragon had no issue with being naked. Of course he preferred clothes, but he understood what Raphael was trying to do with the move and all it did was piss him off.

Currently he was stood in the kitchen chugging down a bottle of water with the fridge open since things didn't go as he wanted with the councilman. He heard the smaller dragon coming down the hall before he was slowing to a stop and Ransom dropped the water, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He saw the fire dragon staring at him. They didn't actually run into each other all that much. Ransom was good at not being around.

"What he fuck are you looking at, Winchester?" He growled threateningly tossing the half empty bottle on the ground as he moved to smaller glowering down at him. "You have something to say?" He moved to grip the other by the front of the shirt and of course the collar kicked in and Ransom, who still hadn't learned his lesson, was brought to the ground by electricity surging through him, again. The only thing he did notice is he was recovering faster it taking him just over a minute to start pushing himself off the floor.

"Fucking De Luca." He spat and glared at his forced flatmate. "You're little fuck buddy isn't here." He grumbled holding his head because getting those shocks did fry out his brain after a bit forcing him to lean on the counter for support.

@thecharleswinchester

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie had made it a point to not be in the suite as often as he could these days, absolutely hating that Raphael had claimed the other dragon. Their master had tolerated him disappearing off to the town house frequently, but Charlie had to wonder if it was something that Raphael would continue to allow for much longer. Thankfully, he was pretty sure the ghoul had better things to do during heat week than be concerned about where Charlie was, so he fully planned on spending the rest of the week in town. His feelings of aggression had only heightened with heat and Charlie wasn't handling it very well, having another dragon in his home.

He'd tugged on some clothes and packed a bag with various things, making his way out of his room and toward the door when Charlie heard a noise. The older dragon stopped once he saw Ransom standing in the kitchen -- Charlie had known he was around, but had been hoping the other man had been staying in his room. No such luck.

His own upper lip curled in a snarl at Ransom's tone and Charlie stiffened as he drew closer. "I wasn't gonna say a fucking thing to you, dickhead. Calm the hell down." Charlie snapped just as Ransom grabbed him by the collar...and then suddenly the other man was on his knees. He knew about this little adjustment on the other man's collar and even with how much Charlie disliked him, he still winced a little in sympathy. Even if Charlie doubted the guy would appreciate it. "Good. Great. I'm not looking for him, anyway. Seemed to get his fill with you."

[masonxthatcher]

Knowing that his roommate had to be feeling pretty much the same way as he did, Mason hadn't taken long to track Charlie down to see if they could help each other out with their issues. While heat week only happened a couple of times a year, it was still incredibly annoying and disruptive to deal with. With the addition of Ransom in the suite, Mason presumed his master would be dealing with that situation, and the werewolf always found comfort in Charlie's presence anyway.

Mason found Charlie in his room, looking just about as frustrated as he likely looked, albeit he had shed his clothes and tried to cool himself off with a shower before making his way to Charlie. "That fuckin' time of year again, huh," Mason muttered as he made a beeline for the dragon, grasping the back of his neck to pull him in for a heated kiss, pulling Charlie down onto the bed with him and pinning him to it. "You're not going anywhere for a while."

@thecharleswinchester

[thecharleswinchester]

Already feeling feverish and on edge, Charlie hadn't slept very much and his mood could easily be read all over his face. His more territorial instincts had flared up as soon as his heat had started and Charlie was keenly aware of Ransom in the suite. The dragon strongly disliked the idea of sharing this space with the new slave on a good day, but his instincts right now were shouting at him to challenge the older dragon to try and drive him out of the suite. It was only by sheer willpower alone that Charlie had managed to ignore that and just when his patience was about to snap, Mason walked into his room.

It eased at least a little tension from Charlie, if only because he viewed the werewolf as safe and knew just how good he could distract him. "Gotta love it." He drawled back, the dragon's voice rough as he returned the kiss with a growl, about to draw Mason closer before he found himself pinned underneath the beta. It drew a laugh from Charlie and he rocked his hips up against the other slave's. "I didn't plan on it. Long as you don't plan on teasing me too much." Not that either of them would have much patience.

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie really had been planning on just hiding in the suite as usual with heat week, but the thought of Raphael and Ransom in the other room had finally driven him out. The last thing he needed was to do something stupid like threaten the other dragon since it wasn't like he had any actual claim over Raphael. And then, of course, there was the problem of Ransom being older and very, very capable of kicking the smaller dragon's ass. His go to during heat was Cairo's room but when the man didn't open the door after a few impatient knocks, Charlie had to find someone else to hopefully help him out.

He was growling softly to himself as he prowled through the castle, the sounds and the smells doing nothing to help him. Charlie finally settled on heading to the bar -- not that alcohol would clear his head, but it wouldn't be the first time that he'd picked someone up there. It took him little time to zero in on someone. A very handsome vampire that Charlie hadn't met yet...probably because he made a point to avoid them on a regular day.

He slid onto the stool beside the other man and gave him what was an attempt at a charming grin. Probably ruined by just how obviously desperate Charlie was. "Hello. Hope I'm not interrupting anything."

@valentinsocorro

[thecharleswinchester]

Heat week often tended to be something Charlie didn't look forward to. With his situation, there was very little he had any actual control over and being in heat just took even more from him, but he hadn't ever thought to ask Raphael if he could take suppressants. Mostly because he didn't think for one second that his master would actually even allow it. Most of heat week found him attempting to hide in the suite, sating his needs with Mason or Raphael when either of them were available, but things were different since the ghoul had claimed Ransom.

Charlie's dislike of the man had shifted into actual anger, heat week making him feel even more territorial than he usually was and it grated on his last nerve to have another dragon in the suite. So he'd hightailed it out of there before he did or said something stupid, planning on spending at least half of the this week in the town house.

By the time he'd reached the town, Charlie was still visibly on edge, his face flushed and need practically rolling off the dragon. He was halfway to the house when he nearly walked right into someone else, not all that aware of his surroundings, and Charlie stiffened before he recognized the other man. "Cyril. Long time no see." He attempted to joke, taking a step back so he didn't just pounce on the guy.

@bloodsoakedwhiskers

[bloodsoakedwhiskers]

He nodded, and more so to prove it to himself he made a mental note to prove he wasn't just 'not as bad' at them, but that he was better. "I hope I'm not," He said softly, cracking a smile to try and make his words seem less serious than they actually were. His lips pursed as he explained what happened, brows furrowing slightly. "Deserved?" He repeated, sounding as if he was disgusted by the choice of words. "No one deserves to be enslaved," It was slipping before he could stop it, his shoulders slumping as he shook his head, "Sorry- Just.. have strong opinions." Decent save, Cyril just wasn't sure how believable it was.

[thecharleswinchester]

"Deserved is maybe the wrong word to choose." Charlie agreed, grinning sheepishly even as he shrugged. "But I sure as hell made it easy for them. One of the many things that sucks about having family here." If the men hadn't acted like they could get Finn out of the castle too, Charlie probably would have stayed away. But his desire to free his dad had been too damn strong and he'd gone into a trap. "Yeah, I see that. I'd say be careful, but I don't think they care what people in town think of the whole slavery thing unless they cause problems."

[familiar-finn]

"You didn't think period, lad," Finn growled. De Luca really did screw his already stupid son's head up, that extremely evident here now. Or maybe this was all just Charlie's idiocy on full display. Either way, Finn held very little sympathy when his kid stood here in one piece before him. Shit could've been worse. "Stop actin' the fuckin' maggot 'ere. The difference between you and Gaudet is that you are his slave. Gaudet is his equal. Obviously whatever obsession he has with 'im isn't goin' to be the same. You need to get over yourself thinkin' you'll ever get what he gives to Gaudet."

[thecharleswinchester]

Charlie pressed his lips together, giving his father a mildly frustrated look. Now that some of his panic had settled after that nice little whack to the back of his head, he could recognize that what he'd been thinking had been stupid. Hell, he probably would be saying the same shit to Finn if he ever did something stupid like this with someone like Gareth. "I know that. I know I'm just his slave, but I didn't think he'd chain me to the bed and threaten to -- to improve me or whatever the fuck he was planning on doing."