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Though a part of Kell wanted to make a grab for the remote on the floor, he made himself stay still. One, because Tiernan had him pinned so securely and two, he didn't think his master was in a good enough mood right now to put up with a struggle. His own fault, of course, for thinking that using the vibrator spell on him was a good idea. A small wince went through the human as Tiernan started to list off what he could do to him to make this an actual punishment, Kell's jaw tightening. As much as he liked pain, there was sure as hell a limit and being torn apart like that was something he could see Tiernan doing to him just to drive a point home. He exhaled quietly, forcing himself to be calm and not escalate things by reacting too strongly. "You don't have to do that." Kell started, his voice rough. "I'm sorry for using the spell on you, I overstepped. It won't happen again."

While the councilman was usually a patient being, and he could usually take a lot more before he cracked, the toy was relentless against that sensitive spot inside him. He really hadn't tried to cope with it, quickly opting to threaten Kell with a punishment instead. He held his slave in place, cocking his head just slightly as he eyed Kell. "You're right, Kell. Why limit myself to just one?" He muttered, his teeth still clenched a little before he looked down at the remote on the floor. His shadows were quick to surround it, bringing the little controller up to his own hand, but he didn't turn it off.. not yet. The low vibrations were definitely bearable, even pleasant to some extent. It had been a long time since he'd taken a vibrator of any kind. "Maybe I should make it a punishment you wouldn't enjoy. Perhaps I'll chain you to this wall and whip you until your skin is shredded, make you scream and bleed for me. Maybe I'll take you to Aneirin's and make you watch while we violate your darling nephew. Decisions, decisions."

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Kell inhaled sharply, the fingers curled in Gwyn's hair tightening for a brief second before he relaxed them. Just going off how it usually went, he could only assume that the older man was going to win this, but he'd do his best to come out on top here. "Of course." He started to laugh at the eyebrow wiggle, letting his eyes close a second later as his hips instinctively pressed closer to the warm press of Gwyn's mouth against his skin. "I think we've already noticed that I can't exactly think straight when you put your hands and mouth to use." Kell replied, finally opening his eyes to smirk down at Gwyn. "I'm sure I'll come up with something eventually, though, if you really want another option."

"A mutual challenge, then," Gwyn breathed approvingly, leaning in to rub his cheek against the curve of Kell's covered length before he finally tugged the human's trousers far enough down to be out of his way. Always a flattering little move, to watch how his partner's cock bobbed free, eager for the sith's attention. "Dominion over the other in the next round of the game, of course," Gwyn teased, wiggling his brows at Kell a moment before he leaned in to nuzzled into those wiry dark curls at the human's groin, breathing deep to savor the scent of him as he pressed a few doting kisses to the hot, delicate skin right at the root of his cock. His lust-hazed eyes flashed upwards briefly, lightly curling a hand around Kell's length as the sith switched to the other side, a peek of that mischievous smile still visible, "Unless you have something else brewing in that fascinating mind of yours..?"

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"Like you actually expected me to win this little game you started." Kell shot back, dropping his head back against the couch with a moan once Tiernan's cock finally started to press into him. Some part of him was curious just what punishment might await him for opening his mouth, but he didn't care right now. Not when he had much more important things on his mind, the human's hips rocking impatiently. Though he didn't at all mind being tied up so that his master could do whatever he wanted to him, it was absolutely maddening not being able to touch. "Move, dammit."

Looking down at Kell, Tiernan did wonder if his slave would be able to keep quiet for much longer, but that was all part of the game. If Kell didn't keep quiet, well, that was going to be a punishment for later on. He gave a slow, cruel smile as he watched his slave get fucked open by the shadows, stroking his own cock slowly as he watched the filthy sight. He tutted softly when Kell actually spoke, smirking as he knelt between his slave's spread legs, his hole at a perfect height for him. With a slight gesture of his finger, the tendril spreading Kell's hole open slowly slipped out, leaving him fucked open and ready for Tiernan to just sink into. "What did I say about speaking?" He chuckled, pressing his cock inside and quickly bottoming out.

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"Yeah, if they were going off charm, they would have gotten rid of me already." Kell replied, smirking faintly at just the thought. As far as he was concerned, there wasn't a charming bone in his body and the castle probably only kept him around because he'd continued making them money even after twenty odd years. "I'm impressed. Most slaves don't know how much they're going for around here." It had taken awhile for Kell to learn how much each species around Krovs cost, shocked at what some vampires seemed to be willing to pay. "Some of the masters seem to prefer humans. I'd say it's because we're easier to control, but kind of pointless when everyone here is collared and powerless. I'm guessing just because we can kind of be considered a blank slate. Just purchase us and turn us into whatever they want without having to spend all that money."

Soren grimaced at the confirmation, slumping his cheek into his hand as he eyed the entrance one more time before he was finally satisfied no one was following him. "Guess I shouldn't be surprised. No one is stuck here because of their charming personality." And with Taliesin so preoccupied with his looks... he shot the other human an incredulous look at his comments, taken aback by how callous it all seemed though Soren saw the logic from a businessman's eyes. "Two million," He said automatically, the number lodged into his mind for good after all the plotting he'd done trying to figure out how to steal Tal away. Soren's eyes dropped to the table, rubbing his thumb agitatedly against a ring on the wood. "A paltry sum for a life. Almost makes you wonder why they bother with humans at all. Is it just a numbers game? So many more of us to keep cowed and so easy to replace?"

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#logan with his slutty waist and feral growl 🥰🤗

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It was frustrating, just how quickly Aneirin and Tiernan had realized that threatening him with Dair was a good way to get him to behave. The sensible thing, of course, would have been to not react like he did, but Kell had always been protective over his family. That was one of the reasons that he'd ended up in Krovs to begin with, after all. The human made a frustrated sound as his hand was moved just so that Aneirin could pet his hair, the glare he shot at the master thankfully covered up by him being under the desk.

Once he'd taken enough of Aneirin's cock, only stopping just before the tip touched the back of his throat, Kell relaxed his jaw and throat. He didn't think that the man really wanted him to do much other than act as a cock warmer right now, which was fine with the human. He breathed carefully through his nose, the slave's tongue pressing against the underside of Aneirin's cock.

Aneirin had an innate sense of fairness, at least when it came to those he perceived as equals. If he was going to enjoy Kell for the next forty-eight hours, it was only fair that Tiernan, his equal on the council, enjoyed his own slave - an equivalent exchange. As possessive as he could be over Dair, this situation was unfortunate and unavoidable. At least he respected Tiernan and wasn't leaving his boy with someone as violent and deranged as Raiden, or Raphael. He could trust he would get his slave back in one piece.

"Good boy," he petted Kell's hair beneath the table, dragging the slaves own hand up as he did so. Kell was well practiced at this, and usually so well behaved. It seemed Kell's own protective streak over his nephew was the source of his unusual display of defiance and attitude. Aneirin sighed, let his hips roll up into Kell's mouth. "This is much more like your usual self. You can keep me warm while I finish this off. I won't be long." He clicked his pen, starting up on the draft bill again. He was in no rush to pursue his orgasm - it would take him another fifteen minutes or so before he was ready to enjoy Kell properly.

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Kell's jaw tightened, his expression darkening as Dair talked. While it was true that Aneirin was fairly tame compared to some of the true psychopaths around Krovs, Kell also knew enough about the man that he hadn't wanted him to claim the Nephilim. And it seemed he'd been right to be concerned. "I know. I wish I could get you out of here and away from him, but..." He exhaled, looking frustrated, and nodded after a beat of silence. "They are. Not surprising, of course, considering they willingly come here."

The young nephilim nodded at his uncle's assumption, taking a breath before striking the punching back with another hard throw of his fist. "He left me in agony on the floor of the bathroom in Euphoria on Halloween," he explained, his fists clenching hard enough for his nails to dig into his palms as he remembered what had gone down. "I'd rather be dead than belong to anyone like him," he muttered, punching another three times just to really get his frustration out before pushing himself away from the bag, loosening off his tense muscles. "They could be. Still pricks though."

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The younger man shrugged, recognizing that he was maybe overstepping a little bit here. Oh, he was sure that there were some people that Tiernan would happily beg for, but it was highly doubtful his master would degrade himself enough to do so with a slave. He went still as the ghoul's hand tightened around his neck, eyes narrowing briefly before he returned the kiss. "Shame. About what I expected though." He replied, giving Tiernan's cock one more squeeze before Kell withdrew his hand. "We moving this somewhere a little more private, then?"

The ghoul let out a soft, breathy laugh into the kiss, enjoying the public groping more than he probably should have been considering his status, but there was no way in Hell that Kell was going to get him to beg for him. "You want me to beg?" Tiernan murmured with a smirk, his hand moving to tighten around his slave's neck. "I'm not a common whore like you," he chuckled, pressing another kiss to Kell's lips, letting it linger for a moment. "I don't.. beg.." the ghoul added softly, though there was a stern undertone to his words.

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With how damn long Tiernan had made him wait, the intensity of his orgasm had Kell practically seeing stars, the human's forehead dropping to the desk. His hands curled into tight fists, the slave barely paying attention to Tiernan until he recovered enough to rock carefully back against his master. Kell might be feeling somewhat wrung out now, but he knew that didn't matter. Tiernan would expect to get off one way or another. "Figured." He muttered, responding to the comment about cleaning the mess up, despite himself relaxing into the desk as his master's hand ran along his back. He exhaled roughly and rolled his eyes, knowing Tiernan couldn't see it, and adjusted his hold on the desk as the ghoul began to fuck him properly.

It didn't take long to feel his new slave's tight hole clenching around his cock once Kell was given permission to cum. The way Kell's body reacted was perfect, immediately giving in to the orgasm that he'd been denied for so long, making a mess of the desk in front of him. "You know you'll be cleaning that up," Tiernan murmured, running his hand slowly up and down the muscular expanse of Kell's back as he let his slave ride out his orgasm. "Such a needy whore, even after all these years," he chuckled, rocking his hips forward, fucking in and out of Kell's tight hole as he enjoyed the hot, wet heat around his cock.

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This was hardly the first time that Kell had been hit with this particular spell, so he was a lot more confident in this body than he'd been the first handful of times. His hands wandered down along Manny's body as more of the guard's body was revealed to him, a low noise of encouragement his response to the other man's lips against his neck. Kell shivered at the growl and let his head drop against the pillow, the slave's legs spreading further apart once Manny's fingers stared to press into him. With a moan, he rolled his hips down with obvious need, breathing hitching sharply. A hand moved to curl in Manny's hair, desire coiling low in his stomach. "Dammit..." He breathed, locking eyes with the guard. "Much as I appreciate you taking your time here, handsome, I'm not feeling all that patient."

Manny took advantage of the opportunity to help Kell with his pants and then returned the favor, both of them soon undressed with clothes scattered about the floor and at each others' disposal. His lips latched onto Kell's neck for hot, open-mouthed kisses with a growl of frustration from the vibrator still buzzing inside of him and the leather spell ramping up his libido. He wouldn't be taking his time here, not with his patience wearing extremely thin. But he would take a few moments to work Kell up before just diving in (literally and figuratively). He sat up to swipe his fingers through his mouth and wet them, then dipped them in between the other's smooth thighs and pressed one into those soft folds of Kell's womanly body. He leaned over and continued kissing down along his neck, leaving future marks along the way to his collar bone, and aiming right for Kell's breasts. Kind of weird seeing big, burly Kell as a woman, but also not bad. He glanced up at the older man as he flicked his tongue over a nipple and then gently sucked it into his mouth. He then added a second finger to join in with the first, gently thrusting in and out of the pretty slave beneath him.

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Kell didn't even bother to give that a verbal response, just rolling his eyes instead. The human was aware that he probably looked a little bit insane talking to himself, so he was going to try to avoid that. Of course, go figure that Gwyn kept coming up with new ways to try and get Kell to crack, the human making a low sound of surprise as he felt the man's hands starting to work on undoing his pants. One of his own moved down, swatting at where he assumed the sith's hands were. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?" He muttered, knowing he sounded incredibly dramatic even as Kell pivoted on the spot to face the window as instructed.

Gwyn's laughter filled the air like the chime of little bells, keeping it soft enough to be just for the two of them while his hands continued in their sabotage of Kell's composure. "Not very quick-witted when all your blood is going south, eh? Duly noted. Not everyone can multitask, after all." That twitch of the human's hips was all the surrender the sith needed. He hummed, nuzzling against Kell's throat one more time before he tilted his chin up to whisper in the slave's ear, "Turn around and face the window, darling. You can see so many stars tonight. No one will think the better of you watching them instead of the dancers. Unless you want them to see your lovely cock..." Gwyn's fingers were already moving towards the fastenings on Kell's pants as he spoke, knowing that while the sith was invisible his own body would do nothing to hide the human's from onlookers.

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"It does feel like you find me every time I need to work off some frustration." Kell commented, not that he was at all complaining. The human couldn't think of a single time he hadn't enjoyed himself with Finn, the familiar damn good at distracting him. The younger slave finished off his drink and then stood, more than happy to leave the bar. "Should we move to a playroom, then? Unless you'd rather head to your master's."

"On occasion," Finn answered, pursing his lips together. Krovs Castle wasn't a family friendly place for a dozen reasons, that there being the main one if one was a slave. "Sounds like you could use some stress relief after that." He smirked and raised a brow at Kell. "I'm available."

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"Yeah, yeah. I think you've got enough of an ego without me feeding into it." The words were softened a little by the obvious teasing tone, Kell letting his eyes fall shut for a few seconds as he just enjoyed the feeling of Gwyn's fingers in his hair. It wasn't often that he grew to like a master like this, so he tried to soak up as much of the time with the sith as he could. "We'll just have to make sure we have the time to really enjoy ourselves the next party." The nip had him chuckling and then Kell disentangled himself from Gwyn, grabbing the tinsel. It took a bit of negotiating, but they managed to get it on, though Kell's expression made him clear just how unhappy he was about it. He sighed as they left the carriage, reaching out to curl his fingers around the back of Gwyn's neck, pulling him in close to press a brief kiss to his lips. "Don't have too much fun without me." Kell teased with a wink, playfully swatting Gwyn's ass before he took off in search of Tiernan.

Gwyn's expression was pure smug satisfaction as Kell deigned to lay against him once more, the human all handsome and mussed, glowing with a gentle sheen of sweat from their exertion. "I certainly did. And because you were generous enough to listen to me, we're afforded a little more time to relish our mess. Aren't I clever?" He ran his fingers happily through Kell's dark locks, sighing softly at the press of the other's lips against his chest. "Oh, yes," He agreed, dreamy as he tipped his chin up to meet the kiss, "Very much so." Only after the sith had very thoroughly enjoyed the younger's mouth did he surrender it, giving Kell an affectionate little nip at his jaw like a parting gift. "Alright, my darling. Up and let me dress you. Or - whatever you would call putting on all this equipment."

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Kell didn't really think that Tiernan would get too pissy about Shade fucking him, pretty sure the man would get more annoyed at the idea of him hooking up with some of the masters. But he'd been wrong about his master before. Some days, the man seemed to go out of his way to surprise him with what he took offense to.

"And you've done a very good job of that so far." He shot back with a smirk, having realized pretty quickly that he liked Shade. It wasn't even the sex -- not that it wasn't good, of course -- but just in general he thought the other man was entertaining to be around. He was expecting the sudden spin, so Kell caught himself against the wall, rocking back impatiently against Shade as the man pressed his cock against his ass. "Oh? Well, guess I've got to make sure we play it more often." He moaned and let his head drop forward against the wall, legs spreading more once Shade began to push his cock into him. "Fuck."

He was pretty sure Kell knew Tiernan better than him so it didn't bode well for him the other suggested it did sound on brad for the ghoul. Probably wasn't the best for him to be trying to bed the the other on the regular, or maybe it was. Shade was never really the smartest when it came to doing things, especially when his dick was involved. He was good not asking for permission, but for forgiveness if it was required.

"Well I always aim to please." Which was only half true. When it came to sex that was true, outside of sex it was hard to tell if Shade made anyone happy. Give the other's agreement to his terms he spun him so his face was pressed to the wall as he yanked down his pants and pressed his already hard member between the crevasse of the others ass letting his cock leak against it as he ran his tongue over the human's neck and bit his way up to his ear. "It is one of my favorite games." He breathed as he pushed the head of his cock past the tight ring of muscle.

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Kell couldn't help but laugh, even as he let Gwyn pull him back down, resting some of his weight on top of the sith. "Not that I mind cuddling with you. But weren't you the one who said we have only a certain amount of time here?" Heavy amusement laced Kell's voice, the slave pressing a brief kiss to the master's chest. They probably still had enough time to enjoy being wrapped up with each other for a bit longer, but then there was the pesky business of getting him back in the tinsel. Unless Gwyn could convince someone to hand over a coat. "Needy." Kell teased, leaning down to kiss the sith anyway, one hand moving to curl loosely in the older man's hair.

Gwyn made a soft noise of loss as Kell tugged away, pouting just a little at being deprived of the human's pleasant weight on top of him in his post-orgasmic haze. "Come back," He sighed, reaching for Kell the moment the man unbound his wrists, "You're so delightfully warm. Let me enjoy you before we have to make you all scratchy again." He locked his ankles behind Kell's back, playfully refusing to let him go too far. It would be a chore to get the slave back into his tinsel again and as much as Gwyn had urged Kell along with the threat of their limited time, he loathed letting him go so quickly. "One more kiss?" He implored, batting his lashes up at the other.

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"You're so goddamn rude." Kell shot back, but the human was laughing as he said it. Lucky thing that the slave was so fond of the guard, not that he could even really do anything to Manny if he took offense to the 'old timer' nonsense. Manny might be younger than him, but Kell was still human and knew he'd likely lose any fight. "Alright, alright, I'll start texting you when I want to hang out. Might be some fun to head to one of the bars in town outside of a Krovs party."

"I had to make sure, old timer," Manny laughed, grinning brightly back at the slave. "Cause you ain't using it to text me for plans. I don't mind you showing up downstairs but I also don't want you getting in trouble for distracting a guard on duty. I don't know how much of a hard ass Yuta might be on that."

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Given that Tiernan could do whatever the hell he wanted to him these days, Kell probably would have been better off not pushing the man's buttons. For the most part, the human could ignore most of his more impulsive thinking, but he found that a lot harder to do when Spring Mischief was happening. He'd expected his master to move eventually, but the quick loss of the ghoul's patience startled him a little, a sharp hiss pulled from Kell when his master's hand darted out to grasp him by the wrist. It surprised the human enough that he dropped the remote, leaving the toy inside of Tiernan buzzing away at the lowest speed, and then Kell cursed as he was shoved into the wall. "Should have known you couldn't handle the tables being turned." He commented, turning his head a bit so that his cheek rested against the wall. "Why limit yourself to just one of those, Tiernan?"

While the ghoul didn't want to seriously injury his slave usually, all thoughts of brutal punishments were at the forefront of Tiernan's mind as he imagined how he was going to make Kell suffer. Was he overreacting? Probably, but it was the principle of it all. The councilman was embarrassingly hard in his suit pants, and the vibrations still humming through his ass and subsequently his cock were not doing anything to help fend off the arousal. He growled and grasped Kell's wrist of the hand that was holding the remote, pulling his slave close to him. "You're walking on thin ice," he muttered, quickly shoving Kell against the nearest wall, chest-first. "Two choices Kell, I can fuck you or hurt you."