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It was no secret that his cousin hated everything about his relationship with Gareth, and Bradley knew why -- he got it -- but he still liked to believe that the aswang did love him in his own way. Whether that was actually true or not he had no idea, but it was what he told himself, what he needed to believe in order to be somewhat happy.

Bradley noticed the way Seth visibly relaxed when the subject was changed, a soft smile on his feminine features as he looked at his cousin. "Oh really? He's.. definitely interesting," he chuckled, but didn't want to get into the specifics, not with his cousin. "So do you have any other trips away with Cairo planned, or was Paris a one off?"

Seth's features immediately twisted into disgust and he hunched over in his seat at the mention of Bradley's "boyfriend." That wasn't what he'd call the man who literally owned his cousin and kept him around as personal property no matter how much Bradley tried to defend him to Seth. He'd been here too long and seen a lot of assholes like Gareth Bradbury saunter into his office. None of how the tribrid felt was a secret either to the older faerie.

"I know Gwyn," he replied. He visibly relaxed and leaned back in his chair upon entering a new subject of discussion. "We've talked a couple times. He helped me figure out what kind of faerie I am. Interesting little dude."

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With his cheeks flushed, lips parted and breath heavy, Bradley likely looked like a fucking mess, but he didn't care. Everything Gwyn was doing to him was fucking incredible, and he never wanted it to end... but he knew it had to. He knew they had to part ways eventually. He could feel other's length still buried in his slick hole, some of Gwyn's cum slowly seeping out and starting to trail down his taint and sac. He felt fucking filthy, and it only turned him on even more. He was thoroughly used. The slick, wet sounds of Gwyn stroking his cock, combined with the other's words had Bradley on the brink of another orgasm in no time at all. His whole body tightened and trembled against the wall, soft, desperate moans leaving his throat as his orgasm started building, working up in a crescendo until he couldn't hold back any longer. With a loud cry of pleasure, Bradley spilt his second load of the evening, his hole clenching around Gwyn's cock as his cum coated the sith's hand.

Gwyn shushed the faerie tenderly as he held him close, feeling the way Bradley quivered against him. "You make such pretty noises, darling," The sith murmured dotingly, lips brushing over his shoulder as he toyed with him, "So desperate. I think I'd like to hear you cry." Bradley's length felt blood-hot under Gwyn's cool hand, so painfully hard as he stroked him slow and firm from root to tip. "Not tonight. Next time. When I really have you all to myself." His touch drifted downwards, palming the Seelie's taut sack with a sympathetic coo. "You have more for me, don't you, gorgeous? Just one more." His hips rocked gently, savoring how slick and pliant Bradley's hole was now, letting him feel the sith's length still buried deep as his hand curled around the other's cock again to stroke him more quickly, eager to make the lovely creature cum again while Gwyn could feel it from the inside.

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Unfortunately for Briar, that was entirely the reality of being a slave. Property, to be bought, traded, played with and put back whenever the vampires of the castle got bored. It was a shit life, in fact it was no life at all, but Bradley had convinced himself he'd got lucky with Gareth, despite their arguments and how his boyfriend treated Finn. It wasn't right, but Bradley had absolutely no idea what Finn did and didn't enjoy anymore. "That's.. pretty much it. It's rough, really rough, especially at first. I guess I've become kinda.. numb to it. I don't know what I'd do if I ever ended up back in the undercroft." He didn't even want to think about it. "I've.. thought about it a lot, but the security measures they take here are.. crazy. Most slaves if they do escape get tracked down and brought right back. Some have even been killed trying to get out of here. I'm not sure it's worth it."

Briar was very glad Bradley was moving on, hands curling into loose fists. He didn't want to talk about Inez. He didn't want to think about him when every part of him just missed him so dearly. He sighed, deep and sorrowful, head falling forward and hands coming to run stressfully over his face. "Right. Because all I am here is something to be bought," He almost didn't want to be claimed, didn't want anyone feeling like they owned him because the castle said so. On the other hand, he didn't want to remain in the boring Undercroft, left to the mercy of any master who wanted to rent him. He was truly torn in two. "I seriously don't know how you've managed to be here for so long. Have you ever even tried to escape?"

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Hating that he'd probably just made Briar start doubting everything, Bradley opened his mouth to say something comforting but he couldn't quite do it. Perhaps it was better that Briar and his fiancé had been separated, perhaps Briar could find someone at Krovs.. albeit it wasn't the best place to meet the love of your life. Most of the vampires sucked, and not in a good way. "Yeah, being unhappy here is.. very understandable. There aren't many good things that happen here," Bradley said honestly, not even trying to sugarcoat it. "The best you can hope for is a nice master who will purchase you and free you. It's happened a couple of times, so it is possible."

Even though Bradley was coming from a good place, his words had Briar looking at him like he had just shot his puppy right in front of him. "No, doesn't sound like that at all. We were made for each other, it was like, fate," And yet he sounded too defensive for someone who was supposedly so intertwined with destiny. "I am- I'm-" Tried to say he was happy, his mouth wouldn't let the words fall from his lips, "Okay, well I can't say i'm happy right now obviously because i'm here," His brows were furrowing, as if his own nature had just made him realize maybe he actually wasn't as content as he thought he was.

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After being struck with the paddle over and over, Bradley gave a soft, deep groan of both pain and pleasure as Gareth's hand landed on the heated skin of his ass. The cool touch was a somewhat soothing contrast, but when his hips were gripped to stop him from trying to press his cock against the bench, Bradley couldn't help but let out a frustrated little moan. "Gareth.. please.." he murmured, squirming as best he could against his boyfriend's hold on his hips.

The aswang brought the paddle down a few more times until Bradley's ass was bright red, Gareth enjoying every little cry and whimper that left his boyfriend. He tossed the paddle aside carelessly and patted his hand against one sore cheek, moving to stand properly behind Bradley. The master grasped the faerie by the hips, completely stopping him from rocking them forward to get the relief he was obviously craving. "I didn't give you permission to do that, babe."

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Rocking in time with Gareth's thrusts as they rode out their orgasms, Bradley moaned softly, not wanting his boyfriend to ever pull out, but he knew that wasn't a possibility. "Fuck.." he whispered softly as Gareth finally did pull out and flop down on the bed next to him, Bradley following suit as he laid down too, completely satisfied. "Maybe I'll have to dress up as this character more often," he joked, moving to cuddle up to Gareth, tracing soft patterns against the aswang's chest with his fingertips.

Bradley's body tightening around him as he came was enough to push Gareth over the edge as well, the aswang coming with a shout of his boyfriend's name. He didn't pull out of him immediately, continuing to pound into Bradley hard as he rode out his orgasm, Gareth's head tipped back. With one last thrust and a tight squeeze of the younger man's hips, Gareth pulled away from him and flopped down onto the bed with a pleased sigh.

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Car sex would've been fucking wonderful, however Bradley was pretty precious about his car and did not want to accidentally destroy it. "And get bodily fluids all over the leather interior?" He joked with a grin as they set off, very much enjoying the roar of the engine as they left the castle grounds and headed into town. He reached to take hold of Gareth's hand, placing it against his crotch. "You can still tease me though. I'll allow that," Bradley teased, giving a little smirk as he glanced at his boyfriend looking very attractive in the passenger seat.

Gareth smirked as Bradley took over, the younger man clearly eager to get them somewhere more private. He wondered just how much the new house would throw his boyfriend off -- not that he'd touched his or Bradley's rooms, but those were the only ones that had remained untouched. Once they reached the car, Gareth settled into the car seat with a laugh. "I don't mind at all. Surprised you're not trying to talk me into car sex right now, though."

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Feeling his boyfriend's hips pressing against his own had Bradley groaning softly with pleasure and lust, his fingers curling around the back of Gareth's neck to hold him against him. He knew that any marks left on his body wouldn't stay for very long, but it was the thought that counted. He made a soft little surprised noise when Gareth pulled away and pushed his legs up, smirking up at his boyfriend when rope was mentioned. "You gonna tie me to the bed so I can't run off?" Like he ever would.

Gareth rocked his hips down against Bradley's for a few seconds, leaning in to press kisses along the younger man's neck. He focused on worrying a small mark against his boyfriend's skin for a few seconds and then pulled back to push Bradley's legs up, glancing down at him with a little grin. "I think we both know that I'm better at showing than telling. You gonna be a good boy and stay here while I get some rope?"

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As much as Bradley wished he didn't relate to what Briar was saying, he did, but he tried to forget about himself and his own position, focusing entirely on Briar and his fiancé. He would likely never see him again, but the castle and it's occupants had a weird way of reuniting family and old flames. Never say never was Bradley's motto. "Well, it sounds to me like.. you deserve better?" He said, albeit his sentence lifted at the end, posing it as more of a question than a statement. "You don't seem.. happy when you talk about him, not really. But it's not my place to say anything."

He gave him a sympathetic, downturned smile with a small nod of his head. He loved Inez, he really truly did, it was just getting to be much constantly having to worry about saying something that'd set him off, and buying more paintings than he wanted just to cover holes in the walls till they got fixed. "I feel terrible but like, I just do it 'cause I care, you know? Like I don't really think it's nagging but he says it is so I guess it is," He frowned slightly, "I don't know. He's my first.. everything. He's all I know- knew."

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Barely having time to even think about protesting, Bradley found himself with his wrists pinned above his head, unable to touch himself despite really fucking wanting to. He groaned in response, biting back a whine of protest and arousal as Finn held him in place and told him he wouldn't be cumming without permission. The faerie's cock throbbed between his legs, suddenly feeling almost dizzy with arousal, his cock so hard it was becoming painful but in the best way possible. As much as he'd protested Gareth claiming Finn in the beginning, he couldn't help but think about how much he'd miss their sex if his boyfriend hadn't claimed the familiar.

The faerie let out a litany of soft curses and moans as Finn fucked into him, his orgasm coiling low in his stomach, his cock dripping precum down his thighs but frustratingly he was unable to cum. He felt like he was going crazy, desperately wanting to reach between his legs to pleasure himself as Finn's length throbbed and twitched deep inside his hole, coating his insides with warm cum. He could've reached his peak from that feeling alone, but something was stopping him. He whimpered, soft and frustrated against the bed sheets, rocking back against Finn as the other's thrusts started again, enjoying the sounds of skin against skin as they filled the room. "I fuckin' love it, please.. please.. fuckin' use me.." Bradley begged, breathless and very much enjoying just being used as a hole for Finn to get off in. "I need to cum, Daddy, please."

Finn's eyes narrowed down at Bradley when he saw where that hand went. "No, you don't," he growled. He let go of his fellow slave's throat in favor for pinning both his wrists criss-crossed above his head with one hand holding them there. He hinged forward, his nose inches away from Bradley's as his heavily made-up eyes bore down into the other's dark ones. "Good sluts cum for daddy untouched, and only when daddy allows it. No cummin' 'till I give you permission," he emphasized his point with a touch of persuasion to guarantee Bradley would obey him no matter what. Without Finn's okay, the horny little faerie would remain hard and needy until granted relief. And just to add insult to injury, a little redirection of blood flow between Bradley's legs with blood magic would certainly ensure the younger slave would be sobbing in frustration and swollen arousal by the time he finished.

The familiar sat up some, back arched as he resumed his pace plowing Bradley's sweet ass into the bed. Grunting, groaning, creaking, panting, and cursing all filled the room, all fueled the ramped up demon chasing after his orgasm. It inevitably hit him like a train and Finn fucked his seed hard and deep into Bradley's guts, though he didn't permit him release. Not yet. Not until Finn was finished and he was far from it with the spell ramping up his already high libido to a feeling akin to heat. He only needed a moment to recover, his cock still semi-hard in the wet ass and waking up more as he started thrusting again, over and over, back and forth, driving himself into that tight hole sure to brush against that sensitive bundle of nerves. "Still like it, you filthy fuckin' slut?" Finn snapped the words in time and punctuation with his hips. "Feels so fuckin' good for daddy... Fuckin' born to be a hole for cocks, Harper, I swear."

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Tom and puppies in honour of his birthday <3

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The anticipation of the next hit had Bradley practically squirming against the bench, his whole body tense as he waited for the harsh slap of the paddle. He cried out as it was brought down against his reddened ass cheeks, his cock throbbing and leaking against the bench, his precum smearing against the hard surface. "Fuck, that's it.." Bradley moaned, soft and breathless as he tried to rub his cock against the bench with the very limited movement he had. "Hurt me, Daddy.."

"Oh, I know that you can take it." Gareth replied with a little grin, bouncing the paddle in his hand. Even with the begging, he didn't bring the paddle down right away, letting his boyfriend wait for it just to draw out the anticipation a little bit. It was only when he noticed that Bradley was tensed up that Gareth brought the paddle down a handful of times, his free hand still resting on the younger man's back.

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Fuck, Bradley loved being taken roughly from behind, loved having his face shoved down against the mattress while arching his back as Gareth fucked into him over and over. Even muffled by the mattress, Bradley's moans were loud, his dick hard and dripping precum against his inner thighs. "'m'so close," he panted, meeting Gareth's thrusts as he pressed back onto his cock over and over. "Daddy, please.. don't.. fuckin'.. stop.." the faerie moaned, breathless and desperate as his orgasm started building, his body tensing, fingers curling into the covers as he felt himself getting closer. It only took a few more hard, deliberate thrusts to make Bradley's cock pulse and spurt hot between his legs, streaks of cum spilling against the sheets and down his thighs as he let out a cry of pleasure, his hole clenching around Gareth's cock.

Gareth growled quietly, moving one hand to grip the back of Bradley's neck so that he could shove his face down into the mattress, adjusting the angle of his thrusts. It was probably a dick move to tell the younger man that he wasn't allowed to touch himself, but there was something satisfying about the thought of the faerie coming just from being fucked like this. "Fucking perfect." He grunted, the hand on Bradley's hip tightening, the aswang knowing there would be bruises left there.

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Truthfully, Bradley wished he could have Gareth be obsessed with him all the time, but he would take what he could get when he could get it. To have Gareth look at him the way he was when he joined him on the bed was just so fucking hot and the lovely glitter effect darkened to a hot pink as he felt his lust skyrocketing. "Yes, you should. What do you want to do to me, Gareth? Tell me all the ways you want to own me, inside and out."

"It is." Gareth reassured him with a small smirk, his grip tightening briefly on Bradley's hips before he reluctantly let his boyfriend move away from him. He took a breath and turned around to face the bed, his gaze hungrily moving down the younger man's body before he stepped closer, getting onto the bed as well. "Should just tie you to the bed for the rest of the night and do whatever the hell I want to you."

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Nodding and giving Gareth a little grin at the suggestion, Bradley followed his boyfriend out of the ballroom before taking over the lead as he kept hold of Gareth's hand, heading towards where the cars were parked up. It was a good thing he always kept his key on him outside of the suite, clicking the button a couple of times to open up the car. Watching the lights turn on and bring the car to life never failed to excite him. Turning to Gareth, Bradley pressed another kiss to his lips before pulling away so he could get into the driver's seat. "Hope you don't mind if I floor it a little bit," he said with a grin as he got in, immediately firing up the engine just to listen to the exhaust purr.

"The town house it is." It was a further distance away, but Gareth hardly minded making the trip. And it had been awhile since Bradley had gone to the town house, so his boyfriend hadn't yet seen just what a Dream House Barbie nightmare the place had become with Finn's punishment. He took him by the hand, starting to lead Bradley out of the ballroom. "We can take your car, if you want."

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The more Briar spoke, the more Bradley was drawing comparisons between Briar's relationship and his own. He knew what it was like to be a bit much, to feel like he was nagging and being the worst boyfriend in the world.. to feel like he wasn't good enough. "Oh, yeah, I do know how that is," he said softly in agreement, giving the other faerie a small smile. There was no way Bradley could even comment any further without coming across as incredibly hypocritical. "Gareth doesn't have a temper as such, but he gets annoyed when I nag. I know the feeling well."

Briar's brows shot up, immediately shaking his head in defense for his partner. "Oh god no. He's never hit me," Words emphasized in a way that illuded he'd hit other things, "It's just.. you know how it can be with long term relationships. You fight... you scream.. he punches a hole in the wall.. then you kiss and make up and it's fine." God, he needed to shut up. Yet he couldn't, his mouth wouldn't stop moving even though he so desperately wanted it to. "Like, I get it. I can be a bit much. I do nag him quite a bit," That's what he believed at least, what had been put in his head after almost fifty years of being with him.

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The faerie was squirming and writhing between Raiden and the bar as he was fucked, letting out cries of both pleasure and pain as those sharp talons dug into his thigh. "Could never forget," Bradley managed between breathless moans, his fingers gripping even tighter onto the bar as Raiden pulled his head back and fucked him open on that huge fucking cock over and over. "Fuck, make me fuckin' bleed.." he groaned.. begged.. craving the roughness and the pain that he didn't get very often. "Please, Raiden.." the words almost came out as a whimper, his own cock throbbing and trapped uncomfortably against the hard surface.

The praises came as they should because it was Raiden and if it wasn't praise it was pleas. An ebb and flow when anyone was with him since he didn't know how to play nice as his talon's drew over the fae's soft skin, that was too soft and unmarred. They dug into the meat of the younger things thigh because those praises sounded just so disingenuous. His other tangled into the short strands of hair reaching his head back. "You say that like you forgot." He thrust hard into the slave that wasn't his, but he had no problem treating Bradley like he was.