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unseeliesam·:

Sam smiled and nodded at the other, “I guess you’re right to do so,” he had fell in love with a master before. It went just the way he had expected it to though. The unseelie was promised the world and when he was finally ready to receive it, the vampire disappeared. It sent the slave into a deep depression, one that usually landed him in isolation and got him punished for mouthing off to some guards. It had happened a long time ago so he was long over it, though he thought about the man often. 

He nodded, “I would appreciate it.” he said as his eyes looked over the other man. “What do you want?” Sam asked even though he already knew it might be some sexual favor. Not that he was opposed to it. The hybrid was handsome enough to where it would be a pleasure. 

The unseelie smiled and looked around, “I don’t know if they’re gonna let me out. But, I guess if I’m with you then I should be cleared.” he said as he slowly got up.

Corbyn wasn’t about to promise the moon, in fact he rarely made promises. He didn’t trust people, so he didn’t expect them to trust him either. What you saw was usually what you got with Corbyn, he acted like a snake, was a snake.

“For now, nothing.” he said and smirked “Maybe next time.” He would come to claim it whenever he wanted, and he always preferred other people weren’t expecting it when he caim to collect his favours. “Call it a favour owed.” he winked and smiled to the other man. He would happily wreck this slave and yet he was aware that the slave was just out of a coma, perhaps strenuous activities could wait.

“They won’t say no to me, don’t worry.” And if they did, he’d just ask Heinrich to work his magic as a councilman. “Come on! Or do you want to stay in this place all night?” he asked, already turning to leave, expecting the slave to follow.

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hellhound-on-a-leash·:

“Well you should know you can’t have everything you want, even simple information.” he snickered, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he considered his options, “Bourbon?” he asked, raising a brow. “Very well, I could do something stronger.” he smiled with a small nod.

“You’re thinking of slaves. I usually just take what I want.” Though he doubted cracking the slaves skull open to try and find the information would be welcomed by his master.

“Yes, Bourbon? Don’t worry, if you haven’t tried it already, I’m sure you’ll develop a taste for it.” 

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unseeliesam·:

Sam shrugged at the response, “I don’t think it will either,” he watched as the other approached him. It was strange to see such a ghostly figure, it was probably his first and undoubtedly not his last. “So you were just turned into a ghost. Nothing cool?” he asked not meaning anything bad by it. But, if he got turned into something lame, he would be pissed.

“I’ve always been like this, I think this form just makes it more apparent.” Sam offered a smirk. “To be fair, you did meet me when I was in the Infirmary. I was just a few weeks out of my coma, you didn’t exactly meet me when I was at my peak.” he added further. The unseelie let a small demonic laugh out, “What a shame.” he smiled.

It was true, if this was another attack on the castle there would certainly be a lot more added chaos then there already was. “You like getting angry?” he asked the other teasing him about his current state. Sam watched as the specter made his way over and place a hand on his chest, “Such a light touch,” he teased some more. “Honestly, I can’t feel that.” he said as he looked down at the fingers phasing through his body. He shrugged, “I don’t know. I feel like myself. I don’t think the spell actually changed me into something I wasn’t.” it was harder to put into words. “I’m a fae corrupted by darkness. When I was coming out of my coma, I heard one of the nurses call me ‘Unseelie’. It was the first time I’d heard that term for me.” he explained. 

“Spirit actually.” Not that there was much of a difference “But I prefer not to test out powers I know nothing about.” For fear of murdering someone he liked, or perhaps blowing something up, who knew. It would be cool to try, but he would rather this ordeal be over, the sooner, the better.

Listening to the slave, Corbyn smirked “Yet you impressed me, so to say you were in bad shape, I have to say well done, not many manage to do that.” he replied with a small chuckle, wishing he could touch the slave just to tease him.

“Angry is part of who I am, the Alpha in me always feels some sort of rage, though most of the time it’s mild it’s dying to get out.” he said with a small shrug of his translucent shoulders. He rose his brow as the other man said it was a light touch, a little surprised, till Sam said he couldn’t feel it and his hopes of sexually frustrating the slave and himself, were dashed.

“There’s nothing wrong with that, I like a little darkness.” he said, winking to the unseelie.

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leonblagden·:

The vampire’s lips slid into a smirk, chuckling softly as he felt his back hit the bedding. “That’s my only limitation. Somehow I think you’ll still have a good time,” he commentary dryly, the moment the kiss broke, hands reaching out to pull the other male’s body closer against his own. 

Corbyn detested being told there were rules, he almost wanted to punish the other man, but he was a master and Corbyn knew he had to be polite, and courteous. “You’re lucky, I will.” he said and smiled to him as he let his fingers stroke down to Leon’s thighs, pulling them up as he ground down against him. He didn’t waste much time, he thrust and slammed his cock right through the other master’s ring of muscles, humming as he felt them stretching around him.

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unseeliesam·:

“Idiots.” he said under his breath, not loud enough for the other man to hear but still. He looked back up at the other, “And what are you going to do about it?” he asked the other not really knowing where that had come from. Maybe the dark magic in him was taking more control than he thought. “It’s not like you have the authority to do anything in that form.” he said as he walked in closer to the former vampire. 

He shook his head, “If I had, I wouldn’t be standing here talking to you.” he smirked at the other through his skeletal phasing. “I think this form suits me, but I agree. I look good either way, makes you wish you would have had your way with me before.” he teased the other man and laughed a small bit. “I don’t know how long this will last, but from what I know in  the past years stuff like this isn’t permanent. Usually its just the assholes on the council wanting to have their fun with us.” he explained to the other man. 

At the question, Corbyn frowned, for right now, he couldn’t do a thing, possibly haunt them, annoy them, but that wasn’t his style. Mental torture perhaps, or physical, but he didn’t have the patience to annoy someone to death. “Don’t remind me, but I don’t think it’ll last.” he said and looked over the slave, he didn’t seem quite like the same person, but then he wasn’t, it seemed like species had a big hand in who people were.

“Well, the confidence definitely becomes you.” he said with a smirk, quite enjoying the new attitude on Sam, though he didn’t feel as excited as he thought he would, perhaps it was the fact he was technically dead. “Or that I could now, but I doubt that any blood will be rushing to my dick any time soon.” he teased.

“If this was permanent, there would be blood all over the castle.” he almost growled. “I’ll tell you what I don’t like, the fact even my anger feels like nothing but a shadow of what I used to feel.” he said and  floated a little closer, his hand moving to see if it could press on Sam’s chest, and though he felt it, he also felt his fingertips move through the slave. “You seem to be embracing this change though, I hope I’ll change back soon, and then I can enjoy this new form of yours.”

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Kris wasn’t a man to argue over the truth. The other wanted to say he wasn’t cute that was a lie, but Kris say no point in an argument neither of them would win. He chuckled when he was told he wasn’t cute. He gave a mock hurt look and touched his heart then chuckled. “If it makes you feel better I spent two days as a ring tailed Lemur. I was absolutely adorable. Now well now I’m just wonderfully me.”

Corbyn was at least amused by this now, though still frustrated. He wanted nothing more than to find the wretch that turned him in to this freak of nature, and squeeze the life out of him. “A lemur, I suppose they can be called cute.” he shrugged “I’m hoping this doesn’t last long, and I pity the moron that did this to me!”

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silver-humanxx·:

And you’re not? You were ready to take my head off with those things. His paw raised to try and gently tap the tusks. Honestly it was funny and cute to the boy to see a master made into a pig. Gave him jokes, but he wouldn’t mess with this one. Yes sir I am. As for the power…? Well it’s okay but I’m not fond of it honestly. I’d have preferred a cat or something cute and small.

‘I do, at least I’m not a mouse I suppose. Boars were once the  scourge of the earth. Have you seen those horror movies where they feed people to the pigs? Tough teeth mean they can make mulch of bone and muscle.’ he explained and smiled to himself as the slave said he wasn’t fond of the power, for a human, he’d of thought he’d be enchanted by it. ‘Then we are opposites it seems.’

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Silver, it almost seemed symbolic, considering his weakness to the metal, but he supposed in this form, he had no such weakness. ‘Corbyn, and you’re lucky, a wolf at least is a powerful animal.’ he said and snorted, as boars do ‘So you’re a human slave? Are you enjoying the new sense of power?’

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Corbyn looked over the wolf and tried to smell anything familiar, but he wasn’t himself, and he couldn’t tell who this was, he could only tell what he was. His eyes wandered over the animal before he let his strong shoulders relax. ‘Who are you?’ he asked, wondering if he’d have to seek this one out after wards, especially if he wasn’t going to attack when he clearly could.

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Silver sat down tilting his head. Silver. Usually I’m a human. But I got hit with a wolf spell. Clearly as he was currently white and fluffy. He couldn’t tell if he had seen this master before or not so he just stayed as polite as possible just in case. And who are you?

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witchysethharper·:

Seth gave Corbyn a little bit of a look at that. It’d been a long time since he’d ever called someone “sir,” but he supposed he’d forgotten any semblance of manners while being claimed. “Oh sorry, sir,” he mumbled, not catching onto the teasing. It was probably for the best not to piss off a friend of Heinrich’s. 

“When he falls?” the witch repeated, brows furrowing together. “I hope you mean that in a “retirement” sense.” Vampires were immortal, and the idea of any of them dying was still a strange concept for Seth to think about. Even though he knew Heinrich had already died once, as Lilith so giddily reminded him in the back of his mind. “Mathias? I like him. He’s good company. Kind of like the little brother I never had.” 

The sir came out with less attitude than he’d been expecting and it caused him to smile. This one, he liked. The other slave, whatever his name was, was not one he cared to remember. 

He paused at the question, and he smiled “He knows what I mean, don’t worry.” he said with a smile “I’m not about to betray a friend but he knows my goal is to take his friend.” He’d been there for Heinrich many times, and he would continue to be there, he wouldn’t let anyone stab him in the back, just as he wouldn’t, but if he ever felt it the right time for the vampire to retire, he would make it known. They had that odd sense of trust between them, even if Corbyn was a devious man, he was loyal.

“The annoying little brother you never had?” he asked and snorted “Mathias, I should remember the name, but i can’t say he’s all that memorable.” Corbyn had no qualms in expressing himself “You however, seem like you will be. He clearly made a good choice with you. Handsome, clever, manners, all good qualities.”

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That word, it caused a rage in his stomach and Corbyn glared, growling at the other man. “And aren’t you lucky for that fact.” For if he wasn’t in this adorable little state, he’d of broken the mans jaw by now. “I’d suggest leaving, before I decide to come find you when I’m back to my old self.”

Wandering soul - neko

Corbyn wasn’t expecting anything from the wand in front of him, but he felt the tugs of his scalp as his form changed, and lifted his hand to feel cat like ears, causing a growl to leave him as he tried to run after the slave holding the wand, only to feel claws scrape against the wall and he stopped to look at himself in a mirror. His eyes started to slip from rounds to slits, and he could see the tail behind him “This is not funny!”

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Cute, adorable, it was all the words that Corbyn was thinking of, and praying that nobody said aloud. If it came from a slave he’d rip their throat out on a normal day but being Neko, he was apparently no threat to anyone, which also put more of a sour tone on this entire debacle. “I would hope now. Go find me a hat, or something.” And he’d just have to figure out a way to hide his tail, perhaps a long coat, till all this passed.

Wandering soul - neko

Corbyn wasn’t expecting anything from the wand in front of him, but he felt the tugs of his scalp as his form changed, and lifted his hand to feel cat like ears, causing a growl to leave him as he tried to run after the slave holding the wand, only to feel claws scrape against the wall and he stopped to look at himself in a mirror. His eyes started to slip from rounds to slits, and he could see the tail behind him “This is not funny!”

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Insanity was the right word, an Alpha as a cat, it was ironic, and yet he didn’t find the funny side. He hoped the council would find who was behind this little prank and take their tongue out as punishment, and he’d quite happily be the one to devour said tongue. 

He was glad the other man agreed with him, like he was reading his thoughts, that was, until he used that hideous word. “I’m not cute.” Corbyn stated through gritted teeth. He would of quite happily been a flesh eating boar, a bear, or something a little more ferocious, but to be stuck with cat ears, and a tail, it was degrading for him. “And what about you?” he asked “You don’t look, cute.”

Wandering soul - neko

Corbyn wasn’t expecting anything from the wand in front of him, but he felt the tugs of his scalp as his form changed, and lifted his hand to feel cat like ears, causing a growl to leave him as he tried to run after the slave holding the wand, only to feel claws scrape against the wall and he stopped to look at himself in a mirror. His eyes started to slip from rounds to slits, and he could see the tail behind him “This is not funny!”

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“Not exactly.” he said through gritted teeth before the change took him and he was a boar in a matter of moments. He gave a huff of frustration that came out as a squealing snarl and it only made him more angry. He was going to kill someone. Thank god he could still talk, in a manner ‘What about you? Someone stick you with the business end of their wand?’

Shifting Forms: Wild Boar

Corbyn felt the change, that fire from the Alpha in him stopped burning, and he knew something was wrong, it was only when he started to feel wiry little hairs tufting from his ears that he realised what was happening and clenched his fists to try and keep it in. A growl escaping him.

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“You were a cat? I’d have preferred to run into that.” He said with a small smirk. “It’s fun, but also terrifying. I’m a banshee so fire is my enemy. Which just makes me nervous a bit.” Emerson admitted looking at his hands wondering how long this would last.

“And would you of set it on fire?” he asked and rose his eyebrows “Are you now, well, I’d say be a little careful, I turned back suddenly, I’d hate you to be mid-fire when you revert to your former self.” Corbyn said, and smiled “What’s your name?”

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Whoa hey, no I’m not. I wouldn’t hunt and kill a live thing. If I’m hungry I’ll go to the kitchen for food. Silver said stepping back a little. He was not prepared for a fight and doubted he would know how to in this form. Besides the other seemed angry enough to actually go through with his words.

Corbyn looked over the wolf and tried to smell anything familiar, but he wasn’t himself, and he couldn’t tell who this was, he could only tell what he was. His eyes wandered over the animal before he let his strong shoulders relax. ‘Who are you?’ he asked, wondering if he’d have to seek this one out after wards, especially if he wasn’t going to attack when he clearly could.

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Adorable? That was infuriating and he wasn’t sure he could do much about it, he knew what he was now, and while he had claws, Neko’s had very little powers and he didn’t know if Jesper had been transformed too. He didn’t fancy taking his chances, but he hoped the slave wasn’t stupid enough to do anything that would land him in hot water later, though knowing this one, he’d push the boundaries. “And what are you? Please tell me you’re a fairy, that would be amusing.”

Wandering soul - neko

Corbyn wasn’t expecting anything from the wand in front of him, but he felt the tugs of his scalp as his form changed, and lifted his hand to feel cat like ears, causing a growl to leave him as he tried to run after the slave holding the wand, only to feel claws scrape against the wall and he stopped to look at himself in a mirror. His eyes started to slip from rounds to slits, and he could see the tail behind him “This is not funny!”

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fallenzaph·:

Corbyn wasn’t expecting anything from the wand in front of him, but he felt the tugs of his scalp as his form changed, and lifted his hand to feel cat like ears, causing a growl to leave him as he tried to run after the slave holding the wand, only to feel claws scrape against the wall and he stopped to look at himself in a mirror. His eyes started to slip from rounds to slits, and he could see the tail behind him “This is not funny!”

Zaphiel had gotten the pleasure of watching the transformation. Watching some of these masters become cats was easily the only highlight of this entire thing. What a funny creature to become. They seemed more humiliated than from when they become human. Approaching, the now-water sprite poked at the other’s ears. “I like you better this way.”

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Corbyn stepped closer to the slave with a growl that instead came out as more of a cat like hiss. “Careful, I still have claws, and while I’m sure these cat like ears are quite cute to you, I can assure you, I, am not.”