[valehkin]

"Depends on mood. He's not always picky." Vitaly eyed the other as he slid to his knees and smirked. "We will see." The minute his mouth came into contact with his aching length, though, Vitaly's head fell back and he sighed. Fingers carded through the boys hair as he sucked Vitaly slowly, and the hellhound had no complaints. The other was painfully human. He didn't think it would be appreciated if he shoved the entirety of his length in and kept himself, mostly, in check. Hips only shifting forward at the pace the other set. Catching sight of him palming his own length, Vitaly smirked. "Touch yourself."

[xbrendankerr]

Brendan briefly leaned into the touch of Vitaly's fingers as the hellhound ran them through his hair, the human's gaze flicking up to watch the other man. The younger slave started to bob his head a little faster, careful to not gag himself, his free hand slipping passed the boxers he was wearing to wrap around his own cock. He moaned softly and then had to pull away from Vitaly for a second to catch his breath, pressing his forehead to the hellhound's thigh. "Fuck." Brendan muttered, the hand still wrapped around the other slave's cock continuing to jerk him off as he gave himself a moment.

[henri-delacroix]

“Do you need instruction on every single step or are you waiting for an engraved invitation?” Henri barely kept himself from growling at Brendan. His patience was waning. “Put that mouth to better use other than talking.”

[xbrendankerr]

Brendan managed to stop himself from rolling his eyes, actually able to keep a straight face as his gaze flicked up to the master's. Right. No talking since Henri was apparently so fucking impatient as though he probably didn't have a line of men in the castle who would fall all over themselves to get fucked by the master. One of his hands moved up, stroking the older man's cock for a few seconds before he leaned in to wrap his lips around the ahool's cock.

The hand at the base continued to jerk Henri off and Brendan took a few careful breaths through his nose as he continued to take more of the master's cock. He gagged around him for a second as the head brushed against the back of his throat but made himself stay still for a moment before he started to bob his head. Every time he moved back, he swirled his tongue around the sensitive head and then pressed his tongue to the underside of Henri's cock, purposefully tightening his throat every so often. His gaze stayed locked on the master the entire time, watching his reactions.

[valehkin]

"You never know. He may like trophies." He muttered. "Oh yes, because you look like you could take proper fuck right now." But a hole available was a hole indeed, and right now, his level of picky was non-existent as he moved to the other, opening his jeans. His cock sprang readily free, as he stroked himself. "We will see how good mouth is. Then I bend you over if you're not feeling so tendy."

[xbrendankerr]

"And what kind of trophy would that be?" Brendan asked, raising an eyebrow at Vitaly. Probably his head or something, given how much he'd irritated the man the last time they'd been around each other. His gaze fell to watch the hellhound as the older man made quick work of getting his pants open, the human's eyes widening for just a second before he moved to slide down onto his knees in front of Vitaly. "I'm not tendy." He grumbled back, rolling his eyes, and reached up one hand to wrap around the base of the other slave's cock. He stroked him a few times (not that it seemed like Vitaly needed any help getting hard right now) and then Brendan moved closer to wrap his lips around the hellhound's cock.

His tongue teased briefly at the sensitive head, Brendan's gaze moving up to lock with the older man's before he pressed his tongue to the underside of the hellhound's length and slowly started to take more of him. There was no way in hell he was going to be able to take all of him and Brendan stopped just short of choking himself, a low moan sounding from the human as he dropped a hand down to palm at the front of his pants.

[valehkin]

Vitaly paused the minute someone called him 'puppy' before his head turned slowly, eyes finding him. "You." The human he'd pinned to the floor. "Do you hate living? You make silly comments for someone I snap like breadstick." His eyes narrowed. "Is heat week. I am not suppressed. I am fucking like teenager on steroids." Tilting his head, he looked at the other. "You smell like someone bred you not long ago, are you trying to have ass by end of week?"

[xbrendankerr]

"Me." He made a dramatic little flourish with his hands as he said the word. Some part of Brendan thought he should probably be a little intimidated by the way that Vitaly was looking at him, but he mentally waved that little concern away. "Please. I don't think you'd actually hurt me or you might get in trouble with the castle or that master of yours." He moved passed the older man as he spoke and dropped down onto his bed, wincing slightly before he focused his attention back on Vitaly and waved a hand. "I'm not some fragile fucking flower, this isn't the first time I've been around others going through heat. I happen to like heat week, actually." Even with how sore he currently was.

[henri-delacroix]

At his age, Henri knew how to control himself in heat. Though that didn't mean the ahool lacked any desire. He didn't believe in suppressants; those things hadn't existed when he'd started going through heat and he'd learned not to need them by the time they were created.

Best way to treat heat symptoms was simply by fucking.

This time he used the directory app to find someone he'd experienced before. He saw the human slave, Brendan, was available in the Undercroft and selected him for a couple hours of time.

Henri answered the door naked and ready to his awaiting rental, dark eyes roaming over the young slave presented to him by a guard. He thanked the staff member and gestured Brendan inside. His body normally cool with undeath now radiated a sickly heat.

"I'm sure you know why I've brought you up here," the ahool rumbled as he closed the distance on his prize. His excitement continued growing between his legs. "This is not the time to be talking more than acting like you did last time. Strip and let me see you on your knees."

@xbrendankerr

[xbrendankerr]

Brendan had been around enough people that went through heat to recognize the signs leading up to it. While the human was relieved that he personally didn't have to experience it, he didn't mind offering to help during the week even if it left him completely exhausted by the end. One of the other slaves had pretty much been dragging him toward the showers when a guard walked up to tell him that he was being rented for the next few hours. It took a minute or two to get him away from the other slave who seemed very reluctant to let the human go and then Brendan was being escorted up the stairs and to the suite.

When the door opened, the slave found himself staring at a very naked Henri. Not that he was complaining, obviously, though Brendan hadn't realized that the master went through heat. His gaze abruptly jerked up to focus on the older man's face just as he was gestured into the suite and Brendan quickly walked into the suite.

"I have a pretty good idea of why." He agreed with a small shrug, just barely stopping himself from rolling his eyes at the comment about talking. Given that the master seemed so against bratty behavior, he was trying his best. "For someone who doesn't like being called sir, you can be bossy as hell." He commented as he quickly stripped out of his clothing and settled down on his knees, looking up at the ahool.

[xbrendankerr]

Brendan had been aware of heat week approaching, having been around enough supernatural creatures before Krovs to recognize the signs. Things had turned a little more hectic down in the Undercroft as the day went on, becoming a hell of a lot noisier, and Brendan had already been rented a few times to help out masters who suffered with heat. He'd just been escorted back down and was making his way to his bed to try and recuperate when his gaze fell on a familiar enough figure. "Hey there, puppy." Brendan greeted casually, a faint smirk playing around his lips. "You alright? Kind of look a little miserable there."

@valehkin

[henri-delacroix]

"Good," Henri rumbled low in his throat, still watching every squirm of his body and flicker of pleasure across Brendan's features. He soon added a second finger and kept up his efforts, enjoying the way the human so easily succumbed to lust. He continued working him over nice and slow. His own cock throbbed between his thighs, aching to be inside the younger man. Fortunately Henri was mostly a patient man and wanted to hear it from the slave himself. "You want something else though, don't you, Brendan?"

[xbrendankerr]

"Y -- yes." Brendan bit down on his bottom lip, rocking down against Henri's fingers without even really thinking about it. It felt good, but not good enough and the human was sure that the master knew it, too. He exhaled softly, one hand reaching up to grip Henri's other arm, a slow whine escaping the younger man. "I want -- I need you to fuck me already before I lose my damn mind." And since Henri seemed to be big on manners or whatever, he slipped in a quiet "please".

[gildedcollarcaelan]

— Caelan Vale moved quietly through the corridors of Krovs Castle, the familiar weight of the collar around his neck had become such a constant reminder of where he now belonged, that he no longer noticed the pressure against his skin nor did he quite let it define who he was. The Undercroft had its own rhythm by now; soft footsteps, hushed voices, the occasional distant command echoing down stone halls, and Caelan had learned how to move within it like a gentle current through a froest creek. He paused near one of the communal spaces, hands loosely clasped in front of him, offering a polite smile to anyone who passed as if it were the most natural thing in the world to still greet others with warmth here. There was an openness in his expression that didn’t quite match the place, an unguarded kindness that lingered even after everything he had lost, as though he were quietly inviting conversation rather than avoiding it. “Hello,” he greeted softly to someone nearby, his gaze lifting with calm curiosity, "This is a pleasant surprise- I didn't expect to see you here."

[xbrendankerr]

Even though he'd been rented a few short hours earlier, Brendan was definitely starting to feel restless. There was only so much he could do in the Undercroft until he got bored, which had landed the human into trouble a few times already. Brendan grumbled quietly to himself as he settled on one of the couches in the common area, sprawling out and fiddling with one of the books. He flipped through it a few times, the slave's attention moving to one of the other slaves when he walked into the room and Brendan raised an eyebrow. He'd seen him around, but hadn't really talked to him much. "Hello." Brendan stretched his legs out a little more to get more comfortable before he laughed. "I don't see what's such a surprise about it."

[heavensent-elio]

"I'm not sure any of us are capable of adjusting to such a fate," Elio hummed, glancing around the Undercroft with a grim expression. Though he knew some creatures who had out of trauma or adopting a mindset purely for survival. He wasn't keen on losing any part of himself here.

[xbrendankerr]

"Oh, I don't know about that." Brendan shook his head, glancing over at one of the slaves who was very obviously flirting with one of the masters. "I think you probably can if you're desperate enough to get out of this place. Which I can't see taking very long." He hadn't felt desperate at the last place he'd been, but Brendan had been too busy being angry about his situation.

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael rather liked the sight of Brendan jerking off while sucking on his fingers. Course he didn't linger on it since there were higher priorities. He withdrew his hand once he deemed the digits wet enough and batted the slave's hand away from himself. "Only I will be making you feel good," he rumbled in warning. He spread those long legs further around himself and dipped his hand between thighs. He pressed his index finger to the first knuckle into that tight entrance and curled it against Brendan's prostrate then straightened it. He continued that over and over, added a second finger, and kept it up, watching the slave intently.

[xbrendankerr]

The human moaned softly around Raphael's fingers, his gaze locked with the master's as he continued to jerk himself off. A soft, breathy laugh escaped him as his hand was batted away, obediently moving it to curl loosely in the sheets instead. "Of course. Sorry, sir." Whether or not he'd continue to listen to that remained to be seen. Brendan flashed the older man a grin, his breathing hitching a little as Raphael's hand moved between his thighs. The first press of the ghoul's finger against his prostate had Brendan jerking underneath the older man, the sensation pulling another moan from him. It didn't take very long to have him panting underneath Raphael, Brendan unable to stop a small whine as he rocked down against the man's fingers, craving more. "Raphael, please. I need you to fuck me so goddamn bad."

[henri-delacroix]

Henri wasn't interested in conversation beyond what should be discussed during sex. What they liked, what they didn't like, hard limits. He'd made a preference of his clear and it wasn't up for debate, especially not from a slave. This was a cut and dry business exchange, not some romantic or friendly partnership.

He hummed his approval as he returned the kiss, glad Brendan caught on. He then shoved the slave down onto his back and climbed over him settling in between spread legs. He held himself up with a single hand on the mattress besides Brendan's head, his other hand at his mouth where his tongue swiped seductively over his own fingers. Henri dipped his hand down and guided a single finger into the tight entrance up to the knuckle and curled it over and over again against that sensitive bundle of nerves. "How's that feel?" he asked low, dark eyes flickering to meet Brendan's.

[xbrendankerr]

The slave's gaze dropped to watch Henri's tongue swipe against his own fingers, desire coiling through his body at the sight. A good thing that the master was so damn hot, made up for his complete lack of conversational skills before all this. A strangled little noise left Brendan at the first press of Henri's finger against his entrance and he dropped back against the bed, his head thumping down onto the pillow. It took almost an embarrassingly short time to have him panting underneath the master, the human's eyes dark with lust as he stared up at Henri. His hips rocked down for a few seconds, desperately trying to get more. "It feels very, very fucking good."

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael would never tire of the way people looked at him like that. Full of desire, admiration, maybe even a little envy. It all fueled his already massive ego, fed his vice. Course he still had Brendan's life force to feed off of, too. They'd get to that later.

"We'll see about that," he hummed, lips curving into a perfect smile. He brushed his hand over the slave's check and cupped his jaw, then dove down to capture Brendan's mouth with his own in a kiss that soon lost any and all innocence with the ghoul in charge. He broke away after a few moments and touched two of his fingers against the human's bottom lip, dark eyes boring right into the younger man's intensely. "Wet them."

[xbrendankerr]

"That almost sounds like a challenge, Raphael." Brendan purred, a little grin of his own on the human's lips. The warning from the older man had him briefly recalling that he had heard something about the affect that incubus could have on humans, but he was quick to wave that mental note away. It wasn't anything he couldn't handle, he was sure, and it wasn't as if the master was going to kill him. Besides, any further thought of any potential danger was waved away as Raphael kissed him and the human's lips parted against the older man's in a soft moan. One of his legs hiked up around the councilman's hips and then Brendan obediently opened his mouth, wrapping his lips around Raphael's fingers. His tongue brushed against them and Brendan's gaze turned a little more heated, one hand moving down to curl around his cock.

[masterxhunter]

Hunter felt the increase of the other's pulse, could hear the other's heartbeat as he seemed to get a little excited just from being handled a tad rougher. The vampire smiled slightly, noting the way the slave's body even reacted to the touch, Hunter's fingers gripping just a bit harder around the boy's slender throat. "Seems you might've enjoyed it if I'd been a little more.. forceful," Hunter purred, so very tempted to bite down and pierce that lovely pale skin with his fangs. "Most slaves bitch and moan if I hurt them, but you.. I think you'd love it, wouldn't you?" He whispered against his ear, still holding him in place with one hand as his other hand moved down between them, wrapping around the slave's length.

[xbrendankerr]

A soft noise escaped Brendan when Hunter's grip tightened around his throat, the human swallowing carefully and keeping his gaze ahead. Not that he had much choice in that, the vampire's hold not giving him much room to do anything else. He half expected that the vampire didn't need a response from him to that question, but he answered anyway. No point in not being somewhat honest, after all, considering the master had apparently caught on to him enjoying the hand around his throat. "I don't mind being hurt a little." Brendan muttered, inhaling sharply as Hunter's hand wrapped around his cock.

[nottheangel-raphael]

Raphael removed his wrinkled shirt before he appeared in the doorframe of his bedroom and stood there a beat. He drew his tongue across his bottom lip, admiring the youthful yet still mature and athletic build of Brendan's face and body all bared for his liking. He'd never had the chance before, now he wondered why he'd never considered it before.

Fragile humans. That was why.

That and Brendan's father being a councilman. On occasion Raph could show respect for his colleagues.

He strode over to the bed as he shed out of the last of his own clothing and climbed on top of the slave, his face right above Brendan's. "Last chance," he rumbled low. "I doubt you've ever slept with an incubus before. Sure you want this?"

[xbrendankerr]

Brendan's attention snapped to the doorway when Raphael appeared, the human unable to stop a grin at the reaction he saw from the older man. He knew that he looked good, but it was still very flattering to be looked at like that. The slave watched eagerly as the ghoul started to undress, the younger man's expression turning a little hungry. With clothes on, Raphael was absolutely gorgeous, but he was downright sinful without them. It took him a second to response to the question, feeling like his brain short circuited for a second with Raphael on top of him like this. One of his hands moved up, fingers trailing down along the councilman's stomach.

He hadn't had fantasies about this. Nope.

His gaze swept down along the older man's body, a very slight blush to Brendan's face before he locked eyes with Raphael. "I haven't, no." The slave agreed with a small nod before he grinned, one shoulder raising in a dismissive shrug. "I'm sure I can handle whatever you throw at me, though."

[henri-delacroix]

"Then stop acting like it," Henri said, crossing his arms over his chest. "You seem more interested in talking rather than fucking."

[xbrendankerr]

The human narrowed his eyes at the master as he just stood there with his arms crossed over his chest. God forbid that they talked while having sex, but fine. Brendan pushed himself up off the bed so that he could kneel on it directly in front of Henri, tugging him into a kiss as one hand moved down to wrap around the master's cock.

[xbrendankerr]

[henri-delacroix]

Henri arched a brow high down at Brendan's tone. "If you wish to call me that, you can, but I expect it to be genuine. Otherwise I don't expect it," he explained as he undid and stepped out of his dress pants then underwear. "I'm not interested in brats looking to be tamed. If that's what you're looking for, we can stop." He stood at the edge of the bed, waiting for Brendan's confirmation before he joined him.

[xbrendankerr]

"Right. So I'll just avoid calling you that from now on." Brendan wasn't sure that he could ever address someone with 'sir' and sincerely mean it. The only times he'd ever used it was either to mock someone or to be sarcastic. He looked Henri over once the man was naked, the human clearly interested though he frowned and looked back up at the master. "Absolutely not to both of those things. I'm not interested in being tamed or whatever the hell, sounds fucking stupid."