Journal of a Tremere

Independent roleplaying OC blog - penned by Lynx T*boo and potentially triggering content below. Minors do not interact. Semi-selective and moderately active. A study on beasthood, moral ambiguity, blood magic and erotic themes.

[pxnkrps]

Something about the way Seamus said his nickname...the way it rolled off his tongue like it belonged there always got Rory damp without fail. He'd wanted Seamus for years but was sure that he wasn't his type after being introduced to someone else through him.

  He shivered at hearing Seamus call him beautiful. If it were anyone else he'd probably feel uncomfortable being cornered like that, being given no where to go but Seamus...he felt so good. So warm. Then the bulge...fuck...Rory's head was already fuzzy from those hands on his hips but feeling him get so...pressed against him.

Then his eyes cleared for just a moment, his intent as firm as it could be when he looked Seamus in the eye and muttered, "Then show me."

[tremerism]

Show me, Rory asked. As if he needed to, as if Seamus needed any indication that he had to do better than the shitty man who broke this beautiful man's heart. There was no need, the medium was already committed to the idea as he leaned forward to catch the other's lips in a most anticipated kiss.

So he cornered Rory against the counter, grinding his bulge against his core shamelessly even when they were still fully clothed. Every movement was slow but determined, full of desire. There was no hesitation, there was no teasing, just the slow reassurance that Seamus wanted him very badly.

"Just a warning-" he murmured, letting his kisses travel from the other's lips all the way to his neck. "I'm not stopping unless you explicitly tell me to-"

[pxnkrps]

open - Rory (cntby) - Recently brutally dumped and your muse just explained their feelings for him - Open to long time friends etc

Rory took a swig of the drink, his eyes still hot and shiny from crying. "Oh...okay I just...sorry I..." He shook his head before downing the drink in his hand. The glass slammed on the counter with a clack before he waved his finger in the air.

"Let's get this moving then. You can get one off in me before I think better of it." Sure, he'd met his ex through them and only got in the relationship he'd been in because he was too nervous to ask them to go out with him but sure, he'd take a pity fuck.

[tremerism]

Was it truly a pity fuck when Seamus had wanted him every day of the years they had been friends? Up to that day, he still regretted that night his tarot readings suggested he introduced Rory to someone else... But he was far too tipsy not to want to make his friend feel better, and far too in love with him to think sex was a bad idea right now.

"You're too beautiful to be suffering over that asshole, Rors," he murmured, putting his own glass down and closing the distance between them, cornering Rory against the very counter. Hands on his hips, blue eyes looked deeply into the other's as he pressed his bulge forward a little bit.

"I can make you feel better, mate-- treat you so much better."

[softandwicked]

“Your dick pays more attention to work than all the times I’ve hit on you,” Matias shot back, direct but wearing a coy smile. The press of Emanuel’s bulge against his ass sent a spark straight through him, something he’d only imagined before, and the reality was far better than anything his mind had ever conjured. The smile on his lips only grew as he realized how often moments like this might happen now that they  actually had a deal.

He tilted his neck toward Emanuel’s lips, silently inviting the kisses that sent electric chills racing across his skin. Emanuel’s mouth trailed downand Matias couldn’t hide the smirk that tugged at him as he watched his friend get to work. His legs stretched out along the fabric he’d sewn himself, feeling the man undo the very pants he’d crafted with his own hands.

“Well, looks like you’ve got to make up for lost time now, don’t ya?” Matias teased, breath catching as Emanuel’s kisses drifted dangerously close to his hole. He could feel the heat pooling low in his stomach, the anticipation tightening every muscle.

“Tell me something I don’t know,” he murmured, spreading his legs fully apart, offering Emanuel unrestricted access to exactly what he wanted. His tone dropped, thick with challenge. “I wanna know how good your lips are, Emanuel. why don’t you show me?”

[tremerism]

To say Matias' hole was beautiful would be an understatement, but Emanuel didn't have the words to even try. He was too distracted, too focused on every curve in the other's body. Even if he was the 'toy' now, he certainly was going to enjoy these encounters between them.

Without saying a word, he went for it. His tongue started playing around Matias' hole, tasting it and memorizing every inch of the area, planting kisses all over the place. Emanuel was a passionate lover, and he knew no restraint when it came to eating ass. He didn't pull back for a good 2 minutes when he finally needed to catch his breath.

"God, Matias-- your ass is delicious too," he whispered against his skin, lapping up at his hole again and again with his tongue for a moment. "Can't believe I waited this long. Fuck, I want to fuck you so bad now--"

He reached out then, one hand caressing Matias' bulge, trying to stimulate his front as well. The other was pushing a finger in his ass, hoping to prepare him for what came next.

"What do you want, man? Should your toy fuck you--?"

[thrcbbing]

"Oh, is that so?" Herod very nearly scoffs in response to the seer's words. holding back is not quite something he's been known for, quite the opposite in fact. and he's never made an effort to pretend otherwise, he's exacting and needy when it comes to his dsires. he demands too much too often. and he hates being refused. but despite that, there is still truth in what he's being told. although he rarely refuses himself anything, Herod has not yet made any move on the other man currently in front of him. because he enjoys spending time listening to him and watching him do what he does best, and he knows that if he acted upon his desires, there would come a point where he'd get bored of him and discard him and never get to sit here, lavishly lounging in his room, while his fortune is being read to him.

the young prince offers a smirk when their eyes meet, and a brow rises when he mentions sex. "Please, I much prefer that sort of language over pompous formulations." and he adjusts his position and leans forward, pressing his chin against the back of his hand and begins to focus his gaze closer and deeper into his seer. "And do the cards tell you who that lucky man who'll get to taste me is, or do I have to make a guess?" he pauses, chuckles, and continues "or better yet, maybe I'll have to sample men after men until your prediction comes true."

[tremerism]

The cards didn't hide much. Seamus was painfully aware of the prince's habits. He wasn't exactly an innocent man himself, either. So while the tension between them was definitely something he had noticed, he had been wiser than to pursue such a thing. After all, he knew he was nothing but a mystic consultant for the kingdom, not a proper suitor for a royal.

And still, when Herod leaned closer, all Seamus could do was hold his gaze with intention. With some level of intimacy too; after all, it wasn't the first time the prince came for a reading. It was habit now.

"The cards don't tell me of a name, your highness," he conceeded gently. "But you are a beautiful man with connections, power and charm. I don't think you'll have a hard time finding someone to give you great sex."

He wanted to be that someone, but he didn't say it out loud. Instead, he nodded and led his arm to the pile of cards yet to be drawn.

"But if you want me to, I can pull another card for clarification.... Maybe it'd point you in the right direction of who could fully please you."

[ragtagrunaways]

Samuel wouldn't pretend that he was used to readings going in this direction. Usually the future was a mess at the best of times, the nature of the beast hiding beneath the surface. Constantly put things in flux, and just generally made them worse, so hearing about potential fun and pleasure was a wildly different reading than he'd been anticipating.

Seamus adding to that, however, was what had his lips wuirking in to a wolfish grin and letting a laugh escape before he could help it.

"Oh, sure, this absolutely isn't a play or something, huh?" Shaking his head a little, he did lean back slightly in the chair where he was sat opposite the other. "You sure you're willing to take on such a massive burden as making sure the cards are right?"

[tremerism]

Now, it wasn't every day that the cards gave Seamus such a clear reading of something so clear. They were usually ominous and mysterious, especially with individuals like Samuel. But today? Today it seemed it was his lucky day... Or he sure hoped it was.

"Well, you know I'm not exactly shy when it comes to flirting, so... No. I'm not playing anything right now," he confessed, looking down at the cards once again in amusement at the situation that the spirits had thrown his way.

"That being said... I don't think making sure you have fun is a massive burden. I'd call that a privilege," he added, leaning back on his chair and manspreading a little, if only to slip out of the professional tarot-reading role for a moment.

"If you'd like me to... I'm yours."

[thx-immortal-harxm]

Perhaps he should have been more reserved about his desires, more cautious and hesitant to share such thoughts so openly. But Edward was here and alone with Mikael, and there was no one he felt more trusting of in his life. The doctor only grinned at the other's low whisper, eager to confess all of his deep and dark fantasies he had of the firefighter railing him and pumping his fat ass cheeks full of that potent, white-hot cum.

With the dance devolving into something more of a grinding session, Edward moaned as he felt Mike shift their bodies around until that cock he had been thinking of was positioned right up against the curves of his cheeks and crack between his mounds. "F-Fuck... Mike..." he moaned, his words deepening with lust. A soft stammer was laced with low whines and whimpers, knowing that the other man was just teasing and playing with him at this point.

"I think... about you coming home... still in your uniform. Y-You haven't showered yet... and you're still smelling like sweat and musk. I'm w-waiting for you on your bed, and you just let me w-worship you..." Edward moaned as he rolled his hips back, chasing after that feeling of Mike's cock filling him up once more. "You just throw me around... and f-fucking pound my hole... a-again and again... and dump as many loads i-inside until I pass out." The surgeon's own cock twitched at his confession, another spurt of precum spilling out onto Mikael's ridged abs. "A-And w-when I come to, your cock is still b-buried deep inside... like I'm your personal cock sleeve to keep it warm at night..."

[tremerism]

"But you are my personal cock sleeve to keep it warm at night, Edward," Mike confirmed, as if he needed to remind the other of his place. The doctor's tale did nothing but make his cock harder, make it leak like crazy against the other's ass. By that point, Mike was more than ready to claim this stud and make him his. But he was so amused by the stories that he needed to push a bit more. Just a bit.

"And what about when you come home after a long shift at the hospital?" he asked, shamelessly, grabbing Edward's hard cock and starting to stroke it slowly. He wouldn't be satisfied until the other was basically begging to get fucked, until he was so stimulated that he had to fight back his orgasm before Mike even pushed his cock in.

"Tell me everything, come on-- What if I wait for you in your room when you get home at 4 a.m. after a shift...?"

[thx-immortal-harxm]

It was all so satisfying and arousing, the way Mikael played with his body and fucked him like he was in heat. And when he had a lover as handsome and sexy as the firefighter, who wouldn't want to be bent over and tossed around on his desk just for that thick cock to fill him? Moaning as Mike began to thrust and push that shaft around inside of his tight hole, the CEO arched his back off the desk in response. Damian's eyes were glazed with desire, his body shuddering as he felt the last few inches of Mikael's fat cock stuff into him yet again.

Every time, Damian didn't think he could take any more of his lover. And yet, every time, Mikael made sure that it all fit. He felt so full and stuffed, to the point where he wondered if his stomach would bulge with the sight of the firefighter's cock buried deep inside of him. Whimpering into the kiss, Damian's lewd noises matched the pass of Mike's thrusts, and he couldn't do much more than flop about. The CEO's tight hole clenched and pulsed around the other man's length, hoping to stimulate out as much pleasure for his lover as he could.

"F-Fuck... Y-Yes... Oh fuck! Please... please Mike, hah... Baby... fuck me hard!" Damian begged, tears welling in his eyes as his own cock twitched and leaked precum over his abs in anticipation of the firefighter fucking the daylights out of him.

[tremerism]

In normal circumstances, Mike would be all over Damian. He'd be kissing him, drowning him in adoration. Today? No. Today he left the CEO's mouth free to moan and whine all he needed to while he kept pushing his big cock in and out, again and again. He didn't care that people could hear them. In fact, he was committed to letting everybody at the company know just how much their boss loved to have his ass stuffed with cock.

"Oh, look at you. Fuck!" he groaned too, not minding his volume too much as he delivered yet another hard thrust. "So hard-- all wet- You love being stuffed by your man, don't you, Damian?"

His voice was dominant and his hips relentless. He grabbed the other's waist firmly, shoving his cock in and out in that perfect angle that he knew would get Damian to see stars.

"You look beautiful full of cock, Damian-- C'mon, moan for me."

[thx-immortal-harxm]

Groaning as he felt Mikael begin to grind and press that hard cock against his clothed bulge, the butler panted with need as he watched the other man do as he wanted with him. With Ivan's hands restrained, he shuddered as he heard the low whisper from the other man. His eyes fluttered, and a lewd noise slipped past his lips as he felt Mike begin to undress him.

It was quick and rushed, with a clear sense of urgency to strip Ivan of all his clothes until he was practically naked on the bed. With only the lower half of his clothes being discarded, Ivan watched as Mikael began to rub and grind that beautiful ass of his against his thick, throbbing cock. In any other circumstance, the butler would have been embarrassed at how aroused and hardened he was just from the mere kisses and touches of the man he was so attracted to. It was an unfitting position for a man of his status, after all. But he couldn't bring himself to care, not when Mike was so hungrily rubbing those juicy cheeks against his leaking cock.

"Hah... hah... Y-Yes sir, I understand..." he moaned weakly as he rolled his hips upwards to chase after that pleasurable feeling. "I-I... I am yours... to use... I will fill you as much as you desire, sir..." Ivan purred, licking his lips hungrily as he waited for Mike to take what he wanted.

[tremerism]

Mike was living his dream. That mansion full of men wanting to worship him was the best thing that ever happened to him; and yet, the idea of finally sharing his bed with Ivan had him so thrilled that he couldn't keep smiling as he grinded his cock against the other, and then as he did the same with his ass. He needed his favorite butler hot and bothered, he needed him riled up and ready to go. And with the way he felt that big cock leaking against his ass, he knew he was doing it just right.

"You, beautiful, beatufiul beast," he murmured, reaching for Ivan's lips and claiming them in the most adoring kiss. Although his movements started becoming hungrier and desperate by the second, as if all those weeks of breeding the staff of the mansion wasn't enough, as if he wouldn't be satisfied until he got Ivan balls deep in his ass.

"I can't wait any more!" he groaned, moving away from Ivan and turning around, showing his ass to his lover as he got on all fours on the bed beside him. "Get me ready, Ivan," he ordered. "I want it now."

[tremerism]

@thrcbbing liked this for a Seamus starter

Sometimes the cards like to play tricks on people. That, or the spirits that command fortune were proper tricksters. That seemed to be one of those days, where he tried to produce a proper reading for his liege, but instead of any of that happening, he kept receiving the wrong kinds of messages... Or perhaps not.

"Hmm... The cards are telling me about some kind of restraint, of... holding back something. They speak about unresolved desires or situations that haunt you. But this card here, see-- This one speaks of the future and it speaks of the strength necessary to overcome whatever is keeping you from your desires."

He looked up at the heir, hoping his reading wasn't all that wrong.

"... But this other card here is deeply related to sex. So maybe you're actually in line for a really good fuck soon. Pardon the crude language, your highness."

[thx-immortal-harxm]

Ivan blinked in surprise as Mikael moved closer to him until he was falling backwards onto the bed. The light push was all it took for the normally-composed man to gaze up at the other with a wide and curious expression in his eyes. "A-Ah, Mikael...!" he stammered, clearly unfamiliar with doing something so forward and so emboldened with a guest he was supposed to be caring for. But perhaps, in this way, Ivan was also doing his best to satisfy the other's wants and needs.

The butler's cheeks were tinted a soft, rosy pink as he gazed up at Mikael's naked, sweaty body. Ivan breathed in softly, although it only gave him a rather strong whiff of the other's heady musk. "I... Is that so...?" he murmured softly, a light daze clouding over his eyes as he adjusted himself to sit more comfortably on the bed. Or at least, that had been Ivan's intent before Mike had climbed up and pinned him down, his hands kept above his head to keep him in place.

"Mikael... I... w-would like that... very much," he stammered awkwardly. It was no secret just how drawn and attracted he was to the other man, but Ivan's position as the head of staff in the mansion prevented him from acting in a manner that was unbecoming for the position. However, now that he was here, pinned under the full glory of Mikael's naked body with the other man propositioning for Ivan to fuck him... well, how could he resist? "Please... allow me to pleasure you, sir."

[tremerism]

Mikael didn't wait for any confirmation on Ivan's part. He had seen the looks, he had felt the tension between them. He couldn't shake the idea of taking the most accomodating man in that mansion and riding him to completion. As he admired the beauty of Ivan's features, Mike shamelessly started to grind his hard cock against his bulge, leaning down to steal the butler's lips into the deepest, most desperate kiss.

"You, Ivan," he started, whispering against the kiss while his hands rushed to get off whatever piece of clothing kept him from feeling the warmth of this man's skin. "I have shoved my dick inside every single man in this house... But you? You get the privilege of shoving yours up my ass..."

He meant every word, because he was quick to pull Ivan's pants down and start grinding his ass against his cock. No shame to be had, but a clear sense of urgency in him.

"You're not leaving this room until you've dumped 3 loads in my ass. Understood?"

[softandwicked]

“I love sex, what can I say?” Matias answered without a hint of apology, fingers roaming freely across Emmanuel’s skin. They traced every line, every firm muscle, moving with a mind of their own as they explored the other man’s body.

“And you’re hot,” he added, tone blunt and amused. “Sometimes I wanna fuck my friends, but you’re always too busy. Kinda sad it took all of this just to get you to agree to this” He gave a dramatic little sigh, feigning shame even as his hand slid down to the growing tent in Emmanuel’s pants.

His expression shifted into a slow, wicked smirk. “How about you start by eating me out, prove you’re actually willing to pay.” Matias stepped back, settling against the edge of a desk like he belonged there, legs parting just enough. “Get it real wet, and let’s see how sturdy this get up is.” His voice dropped, eyes heavy with challenge. “Slam me against something and fuck me as hard as you can. I want to see if this outfit survives.”

[tremerism]

Emanuel and Matias weren't so different, after all. He had also caught himself wanting the other from time to time, but his work always came first. Perhaps not the best trait to have to get the pleasure he wanted, but it presented the perfect opportunity in which they would hook up... Not just once, but for as long as they worked together. And that could be a really long time.

"Well, that's just a shame. Could've told me you wanted my dick before," he teased, rushing back after Matias and turning him around to corner him against the desk. Of course he made sure to grind his big, growing bulge against the other's ass.

"I would've given it to you so easily," he whispered against Matias' ear, moving then to kiss at his neck, then his clothed back, and making his way down to his hips... Only then he pulled down his pants and, without any warning, buried his face between his owner's white cheeks, kissing his hole slowly, teasingly.

"Hmm-- What a beautiful ass you have, my friend."

[thx-immortal-harxm]

The CEO loved when he could tease Mike like this, letting his body and his arousal do the talking for him. And who could blame Damian? With a lover as hot and sensual and Mikael, he saw no reason to hold back. And if Damian wanted to be fucked roughly and loudly in his office during lunch, who would stop him? His employees had known better than to bother him on more than one occasion anyways.

Groaning as he felt the thick cock head slip past his tight ring, the boss could only grin up at Mike with lust and hunger in his eyes. "O-Oh fuck.... fuck yes... Just like that," he cooed as he felt Damian's dick push inch after inch inside of him. There was no end in sight to the other's thick and lengthy cock, and Damian loved being filled up to the brim with every moment. "I want them... t-to hear how l-loud you can make me moan... I want them... jealous that I have such... a f-fuckin' stud of a boyfriend... a hunk who knows h-how to plow this fat ass and s-stuff me full of cum, until I walk out of here with a limp!" Damian growled back.

[tremerism]

Damian's ass was tight and warm in all the right ways. How could someone like Mikael resist such a thing? His hips had a mind of their own, pulling back a little and slowly pushing back in. It was slow, almost teasing, as he processed the bliss of invading such a beautiful man. And powerful too... The fact that Mike, as a mere firefighter, could make a CEO his bitch was arousing enough for his hard cock to throb inside the other.

"Oh, you don't know what you're asking for, Damian," he groaned, grabbing the CEO by his hips and thrusting back in hard. He did so one, two, even three times before he finally leaned in to steal a very hungry kiss from the CEO's lips.

"There's not gonna be a single person in this building who won't hear how much you love taking my cock-- And I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you're gonna cum handsfree, do you hear me?"

[thx-immortal-harxm]

The doctor grinned as he watched Mike enjoy the naked dance he had put on, although Edward's own arousal indicated that he was far more interested in other things beyond dancing on top of his lover. He hummed as his eyes roamed over the firefighter's fit and muscular form, taking in the way Mikael's biceps popped as the other man rested his hands behind his head.

"I can't help it... You're so hot," Edward groaned as he continued grinding his hips. With whatever remaining self control he could manage, the surgeon moved his hips slowly and carefully, making sure to draw out as much friction as he could with their naked bodies rubbing against each other. He shuddered as he listened to Mikael's words, only nodding his head eagerly as he did as the other wished. With Edward's thick, leaking cock offering up more precum to help ease the friction between the two of their rods, he groaned as their cocks slid around against each other.

"Fuck yes... Been dreaming about your cock filling me up... I've had to touch myself late at night thinking of you..." Edward whined softly, the lust clouding his eyes as he thought back to the late nights at the clinic with no one else around as he pleasured himself to the thought of the firefighter.

[tremerism]

The sinful nature of this exchange had Mike thrilled, to say the least. His hard cock throbbed under the pressure of Edward's, grinding against it over and over again. The firefighter's breathing was erratic already, and his eyes filled with lust as he studied each and every single one of his lover's movements. But the finaly moment that truly ruined his self control was the admission that this hunk of a doctor touched himself thinking of him.

Oh, that he couldn't just let slide.

"Is that so? You're gonna have to confess, Edward," he mused, half a whisper and half a moan, while he reached down to fix their position a little bit.

He moved around, just slightly, making sure his hard cock was now pressed against the crack of Edward's ass, letting him feel just how hard and wet he was because of his dance, and he laid back down knowing just how much the friction now would tease the other.

"Tell me with vivid detail what you think about when you touch yourself and I just might make it come true..."

[tremerism]

@ragtagrunaways liked this for a Seamus starter

"Well, the cards don't lie, mate," Seamus started, looking at the tarot reading on the table in front of him. He had always used this power to guide others to the best of his ability, and having Samuel sitting here didn't really change that... Even if he was trying to hide a massive crush.

"It's clear as day... The cards say there will be fun and pleasure in your near future. I am not trying to hit on you. I swear I'm not."

He thought for a moment, realizing that the cards had also presented him an opportunity.

"But if you'd like for that to be with me.... I'd be happy to provide."

[tremerism]

I know I'm not feeling Levi much lately, but like this for a starter from the slutty medium:

Seamus would love to have more friends and lovers.

Or feel free to send him a meme too.

[gingergofastboatsmojito]

[azurebones]

Danny Ramirez is the hottest man ever no joke