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Curing Boredom | Open
The presence of the fog made this place even more dreary than it already was for Endre. Sure, he had a bit more room to walk around now that he wasn’t trapped in a cell, but the walls of the manor seemed to close in closer and closer with each passing day. He found himself lounging, not even aware of where in the manor he was, looking out a window, hoping to see some sun. “This place is the fucking worst.” He muttered.
Flightless | Open
xgiovannilombardix:
Gio narrowed his eyes at him, and a little snarl escaped his lips. “Oh, you’ve got a mouth on you..” he said. “Naughty naughty. Maybe, you and I need some one on one time…remind you who has the real balls around here…” he said, his snarl turning into a little smirk, as he thought about what he might want to do with the other.
Endre smirked at the snarl that escaped Giovanni’s lips. “I’ll have you know my balls are not fake, despite whatever vicious rumours you may have heard.” He said with a chuckle, “But really, I think I’d rather have my arm gnawed off by a rabid beaver.”
An Itch | Open to Slaves | The Catacombs
gwenscarlet:
To be honest, she would have done that to him whether he was a slave or not. Yeah, his being a slave was fun and it was convenient in some ways. But her asshole ways were not special just to those in a collar. Was it patronizing? Sure. But that was just Gwen.
Hearing the change in his tone as they left she turned and walked backward a few steps. “Baby, you have no idea the things I’m ready for.” She said with a smirk to her lips. She then turned and continued on. Dropping her finished cigarette to the ground and stepping it out as she went.
@valkyrie-endre
He rolled his eyes but a smile threatened to cross his lips briefly as she turned to walk backward and smirked at him. He followed after, putting the guards and the cell out of his mind. For now, he was just going to enjoy whatever naughty things he and this semi-infuriating woman got up to. “Oh? Care to share or do you prefer to show?”
Flightless | Open
xgiovannilombardix:
Gio wasn’t going to let him have the last word like that. He headed after him. “Oh, trust me,” he snarled. “I”m not overcompensating. I could prove it to you. Maybe, I’ll have you over for a night or two. Then, we’ll see who the big man around here is.”
Endre sighed dramatically as Gio followed him. “Thanks for the offer but I’m good. I’d rather stew in a cell then have to listen to you pontificate.” He snapped at the man, glaring at him. “Listen, buddy, if your ego is that fragile, sure, I believe you are big. Bet I couldn’t even fit you in my mouth your cock is so magnificent. Mortal eyes wouldn’t dare gaze upon it for fear of going blind from seeing sheer perfection.” He rolled his eyes, turning away.
Flightless | Open
xhelena-firestonex:
It had been a good long time since Helena had allowed someone to touch her. Between all the traveling, moving into her suite, and attempting to settle she hadn’t had much time to just relax in the grip of another. His fingertips brushing her back sent little chills through her, raising goosebumps along her pale skin. The sucking at her bottom lip felt nice, and her own hands moved down along his neck and chest.
Endre was more than content to stay there with Helena, exploring her body. He ran his hands along her side, slipping up to cup her breasts, teasing her nipples gently with his thumbs. “I wonder...if you taste as sweet as I remember.” He said, lips still brushed against hers. “Perhaps I should taste every inch of you.” He said with a smirk, moving to kiss her neck.
An Itch | Open to Slaves | The Catacombs
gwenscarlet:
Oh yeah, she loved how Endre talked. That bravado. So big and bad. Exciting in all the right way. Mmm, yes. Stepping up to the Valkyrie she reached up and patted his cheek, looking over at the guard. “Aww, look at him. Being all sweet and romantic. What a precious little slave.”
Laughing, she turned to lead on, crooking her finger for him to follow. “We can revisit me getting bark imprints on my back another time, Fabio. I’m looking for more than a one ride rodeo tonight. It’s about o be a marathon. Your dick and ass better be up for the challenge.”
@valkyrie-endre
He rolled his eyes but resisted the urge to grab her hand as she patted his cheek. He followed her, jaw clenched. Teasing him when it was just the two of them was one thing but he didn’t need her patronizing him in front of those assholes guarding him. “Trust me, it won’t be a challenge.” He said, any playfulness in his voice gone. “I just hope you are ready for it.”
An Itch | Open to Slaves | The Catacombs
gwenscarlet:
Gwen laughed at his words, smirking at the end. “Bold boy,” she said, talking about his words of doing her. That still remained to be seen. Releasing him and looked at the guard. “Well, you heard the man. Release him. There some fucking that needs to be done!.” Was she loud? Yes. Did she care? No. So the faster the guard opened the cell and switched out the collar the better.
@valkyrie-endre
He didn’t respond to that, just took a step back as the guard moved over to open the cell. With the cell door open he stepped forward, allowing the collar to be switched out. “Lead the way.” He said to Gwen. “Or should I just throw you over my shoulder like a barbarian and find the nearest tree to pin you against?” He asked with a smirk, stepping closer to her.
An Itch | Open to Slaves | The Catacombs
gwenscarlet:
Her eyes caught on the tall Valkyrie. The itch intensified, her blood heated and pooled. intensifying the smoldering low in her abdomen. Fuck, yes. Perfect. Stalking up to the bars she drained the rest of her beer and tossed it to the skull inlaid masonry of the catacomb between the cells, the glass shattering. She got a look from a guard who started toward her, but Gwen’s eyes were on Endre now.
Reaching between the bars her fingers tangled in his long hair and she tugged. “No, pretty birdie, I’m looking to fuck. The question is, are you going to come warm my bed until I’m exhausted?”
@valkyrie-endre
It was all he could do not to roll his eyes at the dramatics of it all, watching Gwen drain the rest of her beer and toss it to shatter on the floor. He smirked as she tugged his hair, “I mean I’ve got nothing better to do so I might as well do you.” He said with a chuckle, He wasn’t sure what was causing such a response in her but he wasn’t going to argue with the offer. “Open the fucking cell.”
Flightless | Open
xhelena-firestonex:
“Naughty,” she laughed as his fingers moved through her bleach blonde hair. “Mm. You are first in line. And you know I’m always up for repeats.” When he kissed her on the lips playfully she giggled and reached up to cup his face with her delicate hands, kissing him back.
“Yes you are.” He teased with a grin. He was glad to have a distraction, and such a lovely and kind one at that. “Good.” He murmured, his free hand wrapping around her waist, fingertips brushing up and down her back lightly. He sucked her bottom lip between his teeth, sucking gently.
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xhelena-firestonex:
She giggled lightly at the comment as she continued to lead them off. When the found the perfect spot she allowed him to sit and pull her onto his lap. Her arms moved to wrap about his shoulders. “Mm. That is very true. At least I’ll be able to remember their pretty and handsome faces for later though.”
He grinned, settling down with her on his lap. “Just line them up and pick them off one at a time. Minx.” He murmured, weaving fingers through her hair as her arms wrapped around his shoulders. “As long as I’m first in line...and repeats can happen.” He teased, leaning in and capturing her lips in a playful kiss.
An Itch | Open to Slaves | The Catacombs
There were two kinds of itches. Mostly it was for the ring. But then there was the one for the sheets. Where the slide of skin on skin was not so violent… or, perhaps, not just violent. It was what she needed right now, what drove her here, whiskey spicing her breath, but doing nothing but making her a bit calmer, less on the hair trigger.
Her finger trailed over the bars as she walked the corridors in the dark night, voice loud to wake any slumbering. “Wakey, wakey, my pretties. Mama wants to play… who wants to come out and play with me tonight. Hmmm? Who will offer their delicious bodies as tribute?”
Endre was attempting to sleep and failing. He wanted nothing more than a strong drink and to get the fuck out of here. A loud voice boomed through the corridor and he had to roll his eyes at the comments. He stood up, moving over to the front of his cell to see who was being so god damn rude. He raised an eyebrow at the sight of Gwen, they had bumped into each other a few times since that first encounter but she seemed slightly different tonight. “You’re in quite the mood, huh? Trying to wake the dead?”
Flightless | Open
xgiovannilombardix:
Gio just chuckled, continuing to watch him. “We’re done when I say we’re done, boy. Break or not, I do still have a right to remind you where your place is, do I not?”
“Okay okay, you’ve got a big dick, I get it.” He said, rolling his eyes. “Or perhaps you are just overcompensating...” He smirked, “You can stay here and ‘remind’ all you want. I’m leaving.” He turned and walked away, heading towards the entrance of the maze.
Flightless | Open
xgiovannilombardix:
Gio shurgged. “What can I say?” he said. “I’ve never been one to beat around the bush. I am sorry for being oh so rude,” he teased, rolling his eyes. “I didn’t hurt your feelings, did I?”
He scoffed at the man “No, I don’t give a shit about you or what you have to say. Now, it’. s my break and I would like to enjoy the little freedom I have. Are we done here?” He asked, although it was less of a question and more of a demand.
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xgiovannilombardix:
Gio narrowed his eyes at Endre. “Smartass,” he said. “I think that one’s the most fitting, don’t you?” he smirked. He stepped a little closer, cocking his head to the side, as he glanced him over. “Trouble…slave…I could go on,” he said with a little chuckle.
Endre smirked, “It does fit.” He said, rolling his eyes as Gio moved closer. “Oh thank you, for reminding me of my position here. You know, the cell, the collar and the one hour of freedom just weren’t enough, but you calling me slave, that really showed me.”
Flightless | Open
xhelena-firestonex:
Helena liked the feel of his thumb running along her bottom lip, and to tease the Valkyrie a bit she leaned forward and took the tip slightly into her mouth. “Mm. Such a naughty thing you are,” she said with a light laugh. “There are a few I’ve met that I’d say definitely talk to.” Helena was terrible with names on first meetings, but rather good at remembering faces. It took her a moment to recall a few. “There’s this brute of a hellhound roaming about. I’ve never actually talked to him.” Not after that crazed storm. “But he’s handsome. And there are a few very pretty woman running about.” She smiled lightly. “I’m terrible at remembering names, love. And it is fabulous.”
Endre chuckled slightly as she took the tip of his thumb into her mouth. “Me? Naughty? I think that title belongs most to you, dear.” He smirked as they walked further into the woods. It was really a picturesque scene. He found a spot to sit, pulling her down onto his lap. “A brute of a hellhound, eh? I’ll be on the lookout.” He said with a wink. “I suppose names don’t really matter when sordid things are on your mind.”
Flightless | Open
xgiovannilombardix:
Gio hummed a little, a dangerous smirk crossing his lips. “Hmmm, sitting is still allowed,” he said, chuckling. He watched the other curiously, cocking his head to the side. “Sure, you can. You could help me with a lot of things, if I really wanted you to, I’m sure…But first, how about a name?”
Endre rolled his eyes at the comment. Sure there would be plenty of things he could help him with, if he wanted to, which he did not. Not that he had a choice in the matter either. “Fine. A name. Darren. How’s that?” He asked, smirking at the man before him. “Or perhaps that one isn’t to your liking? What about Bob?”
