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The human went willingly, catching himself with his hands on either side of Manny and smirked down at him. Kell tsked playfully, dropping a kiss to the guard's cheek before he pulled away. "So damn impatient today, kitty cat." The older man teased as he moved off the couch briefly to tug his pants and underwear down, kicking them off before he was right back in between Manny's legs. As much as he would probably tease him normally, there was no reason to do that now -- not during heat when the other man was clearly so desperate. For now, he left Manny's shirt alone and just focused on ripping his gym shorts off, tossing them aside and hiking up the guard's hips. Kell leaned down to kiss him and used one hand to guide his cock to Manny's hole, pressing into him slowly.

Manny felt his knees hit the couch and he broke their kiss to knock off the many pillows covering it. Noel judged him for it once before and now he really understood the inconvenience. Soon as they were clear he fell back onto the cushions and dragged Kell down on top of him in between his legs. "Stop dicking around, Bishop," the shifter growled, resorting to tearing the other man's shirt right off. His pants would be next if Kell didn't get the hint. "Don't be taking your fucking time with a shifter in heat, I need you fucking me five minutes ago."

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Kell really hadn't planned on leaving the suite for very long during heat week. The human had lived in the castle for long enough that he was very aware what things were like this time of year and he'd really only planned on helping out Manny. It was just his luck that he'd run into Raiden on his way back to the suite, seemingly said all the wrong damn things, and had paid the price for it. He'd been convinced when the master had finished with him that Raiden was going to just leave him there to bleed out, but he'd been aware enough to realize that the councilman had dropped him off...somewhere.

His breathing was shallow, so many parts of his body aching with pain that he was almost numb with it and all he could manage was a groan at the sound of a door opening. Even the shadows moving him had the slave flinching, the human not bothering to silence his whimpers as he was laid down onto the bed.

If he'd been more aware of things, Kell might have been able to growl at Tiernan, but he didn't trust his current ability to speak without hurting worse. He settled on a small nod, opening his eyes to squint briefly at Tiernan before he closed them again.

Keeping mostly to himself -- with the exception of the odd visitor here and there -- Tiernan had essentially locked himself away in his office to take care of some business. He'd let Kell do what he wanted, figuring that the human would just stay put in his bedroom while creatures were going utterly feral outside of the suite... but apparently Tiernan's assumptions had been incorrect.

Instead, his broken slave had been discarded outside of his suite, and Tiernan was under no illusions it was anyone but Raiden who had inflicted such savagery on his slave. He would deal with that problem later, but now.. Kell was worse for wear and while he likely could just heal him, the ghoul knew he had to make his slave more robust. Plus, Kell wasn't getting any younger.

Using his shadows to carefully lift Kell's broken body, Tiernan steadily moved him through the suite and into his bedroom, carefully laying the human down onto the large bed so he could get a proper look at him. What a fucking mess. He hadn't done any turning humans into cambions in a long, long time, but he had to act fast.

"The fact you would go out during heat week is insanity, but I suppose I didn't claim you for your brains," he muttered as he gathered his things together, making sure he had all the ingredients he would need to actually make the ritual work. "Let me guess -- Raiden?"

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It was hard to judge Raiden's mood on a normal day, but Kell shouldn't have been surprised that the master was in even less of a mood for something he might consider to be games. "Wait -- wait, Raiden, I'm sorry --" He started quickly, attempting to try and get out from under Raiden despite the movement only making the pain in his sides worse. The councilman's talon digging into his skin and burying deep had him freezing once again, sucking in a sharp breath, not entirely sure what Raiden had done at first. Only that the sudden pain in his chest caused another moan of pain to sound from the human.

He exhaled and took another breath, keenly aware of the tight feeling in his chest and the almost wheezing quality that his breathing had taken on. Kell stopped himself from anything else that might get him into a worse situation with Raiden, nodding slowly instead in acknowledgement.

"All that money, huh?" Raiden chuckled vilely. "Ireland must be going through it." Because human's were a dime a dozen. He knew that wasn't the case and what Kell was trying to do. He warned him about that. "I told you about those half truths." Raiden dug the talon in beyond the broken rib and punctured the lung, before pulling it out. Raiden wasn't one to repeat himself, ever.

"Breathin is gonna get real hard here for you, so lets not say anything else I don't want to hear." Raiden growled pulling open the slaves pants with is free hand knowing he wasn't going to be able to keep the thing alive if he kept fucking around, which was really Kell's fault in the end for breaking the rules.

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"You been jumping out at everyone this week or am I just special?" Kell couldn't help asking with a snort, his own attention shifting to the door. The human had opened his mouth to say no and that it wouldn't have been a good idea anyway with all the damn cameras Tiernan had installed, but apparently his answer wouldn't have really mattered. He had a brief second to realize that they were in Manny's suite and then the guard was on him, Kell's hands falling to the other man's hips to jerk him close and deepen the kiss. He squeezed his hips slightly and then focused on herding the other man back toward the couch.

"That's the correct answer," Manny purred, now looking pleased. Not that he'd hurt Kell or anything but heat week could bring out some neediness he never normally displayed. He glanced at the door Kell just walked out of. "Is Halloran home or should we go to mine?" He didn't give the human a chance to answer, already grabbing his arm. "Mine it is." Because he didn't want to risk the councilman walking in on them. Shadows from the hall wrapped around them and deposited them in the middle of Manny's suite. Now he dove in catching Kell's lips in a kiss that quickly grew heated.

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The sudden loud crack as his ribs gave way drew a sharp yell of pain from Kell, the human's breathing stopping for a few seconds as his vision seemed to tunnel. The pain nearly had him on his knees, but Raiden's grip on his hair and the arm holding him to the wall were the only things that kept him on his feet. Even just breathing hurt, a constant sharp pain localized around where the ribs had cracked and Kell gritted his teeth. His eyes had started to water but the human didn't want Raiden to get the satisfaction. This was why he'd avoided him during heat week when the councilman seemed even worse than he usually was.

"I think Tiernan would prefer me to be breathing with all that money he spent." Not that Kell had cost that much as just a lowly human, Raiden surely more than aware of his cost. He stiffened against the wall even as the movement seemed to make the pains in his side worse, closing his eyes as Raiden's tongue dragged over his neck. Kell kept quiet, hoping that if he just kept his mouth shut that the master wouldn't get more violent, his lips parting in a gasp of pain at the talon breaking through his skin. Without thinking, he struggled a little against Raiden, one hand moving up to curl in the older man's shirt but he wasn't stupid enough to try and shove him away even if that was exactly what he wanted to do.

It wasn't hard to tell for Raiden, he knew the lie in that truth being spewed at him. It's why he pressed until there was a sick crack, not enough to break all of the humans ribs, which he surely could, but just a few on each side gave at what he felt was nothing more than a the lightest press. Really just him pushing off the wall. Should have told him the truth instead of some half of the road bullshit. "Mind you manners, human, or you won't make it and then I'm going to owe Ireland more than your worth." He growled down at the other not letting him fall to the ground as he gripped him by the hair holding him to the wall. "Not a lot of souls to sell to keep you alive should you perish is there and I'm not footing your bill.

His smile malignant as he held the human up by the hair his arm leaned against the wall keeping the other against it while the talons of his other hand played along those ribs he cracked. "You make it real hard not to want to hurt you." His gravelly voice threatening when he leaned dragging his forked tongue along his neck as the talon broke his skin to drag along the fractured bone.

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#It's been months and I'm still grateful for this scene

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Kell would have normally had the sense to stay in Tiernan's suite during heat week, recognizing that it wasn't exactly safe for him to be wandering around the castle right now. While he could handle most of the other residents appetites on a normal day, with heat most of them were ruled far more by their more animalistic instincts and weren't as careful as they needed to be with him just being a human. But he'd been caught by Manny just as he'd left the suite for a quick trip and had only just left the guard to head back to his master's suite. He tried to be aware of his surroundings as he walked through the castle, but it really wasn't a surprise to be ambushed again.

That it was Raiden put him a little on edge, though Kell did his best to not let that show. The master was violent on a regular basis and he knew from experience that heat could make that worse. He grunted as he was shoved back against the wall, stiffening as he was pinned there. "I was heading back to Tiernan." The human replied, wincing at the sudden pressure on his chest that was making it damned hard to breathe. "I wasn't even aware you were here, Raiden, or I would have offered you something." Truth or lie on his part, it was hard to tell.

Heat was one of Raiden's favorite times of year because it let him get away with more shit than normal. Wasn't his fault. Taken over by baser instincts. Not that he really needed one when it came down to it, but it helped shut the council the fuck up when the few on it liked to ride his ass and jamming his dick down their throat wasn't going to work. He had other ideas how to fix the problem but again, the push back was ridiculous. Missed the days when it was all about death orgies. Fucking in blood and body parts. When he was King, the things he'd bring back.

He was texting an old colleague when a familiar scent caught his attention and he stopped mid text to look up. Course the slave hadn't seen him. The other walking oblivious down the hall. Funny that, how fuckers though they were safe in the castle for no good reason. Raiden tucked his phone in his back pocket and in a second was in front of the pretty young thing. Teleported and this time, with both shoes and all his things. First for everything.

"Where you think you're going pretty thing?" He asked shoving the other back against the wall. "Think you can just walk by me on this kinda week and not give me anything?" He pressed harder threatening to crush in the human's chest knowing damn well who he belonged to, but not giving a shit.

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Kell would admit that it was probably stupid to leave the suite during heat week. While he didn't mind helping out every so often, he didn't have the stamina a lot of the others in the castle did and with their more animalistic instincts in control, people weren't always so careful with the very human slave. Still, he thought there was no harm in making a quick trip somewhere and was proven very wrong when he suddenly found himself pinned up against the wall. It startled him enough to drive an unmanly shriek and a sharp wince from Kell, shrinking in on himself until he recognized the guard staring intently at him. And Kell had been around long enough to recognize the predator lurking there in the younger man's eyes.

"Christ almighty, Henderson. Are you trying to give me a heart attack?" He asked, purposefully keeping his voice calm even as he narrowed his eyes briefly at Manny. "Entertaining you now, apparently."

After calling out of work the rest of the week thanks to a certain someone's convincing, Manny dedicated his time to tending to his heat. Not really much else to do besides eat, sleep, fuck, sleep, eat. Repeating those actions in no particular order really for the next seven days.

It was perfect timing as he stalked down the hall in nothing but his gym shorts, a white t-shirt, and sneakers that he saw Kell possessing the bravery to leave his suite this week. In a flash of speed Manny zoomed down the hall and pinned the older man up against the wall, his face so close his breath ghosted over Kell's lips. Green eyes bore into the other's with the intensity of a predator about to deal the killing blow on his prey.

Course Manny still had enough human sense in that animal brain to not do that. The corner of his mouth curved up into a crooked grin. "Hi. Whatcha doing?"

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Kell was definitely starting to feel the stretch from his current position, an ache beginning at his hips as Tiernan pressed his thighs up further. The human suspected that he was going to be sore as hell if Tiernan kept him in this position much longer, especially if he was going to follow through on the threat to let others use him. He huffed softly at the tight grip on his jaw, his hips jerking forward when Tiernan began to circle his lips. "Fuck." He growled, closing his eyes. "Tiernan, please, fuck me properly already, I need you so goddamn bad you have no idea." Kell jerked his hips up, biting down on his master's bottom lip. "Stop teasing."

"No, no, it's not," Tiernan purred as he kept rocking his hips, enjoying Kell's attitude as he looked down at his bound, angry slave. "I want to hear you," he murmured softly, his hands pressing against the back of Kell's thighs to keep his thighs up and spread open as he pressed his cock in as deep as he could get it. Leaning forward, Tiernan took hold of Kell's jaw, gripping it as he pressed a hard kiss against his slave's lips. "So beg," he murmured, not pulling away, circling his hips a little so his cock rubbed nice and deep inside the human.

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Any teasing he might have wanted to do to Finn was forgotten as Kell was much more interested in doing other things to the familiar. The younger man smiled a little against the other slave's skin, nipping gently at the tug to his hair. "Didn't plan on stopping too soon." He shot back with a soft laugh, continuing to work his way down along Finn's body, the fingers of one hand brushing along the familiar's hip. Once he was hovering above Finn's cock, Kell leaned down to lick a stripe up along the underside, a hand curling around the base as his gaze flickered up to watch the other's expressions.

"Not really," Finn drawled. At this point he was used to all the pink. Still fucking annoyed by it. Not the point here as he was determined to fuck all that irritation out.

He huffed when he landed on his back on the bed and helped Kell get his top off and started on the latex panties, wriggling and squirming as he pushed them down his legs enough for the other slave to finish the job. He sighed in content, head falling back against the sheets and eyes fluttering closed while Kell kissed down his body, each touch lighting fires underneath his skin. Finn's fingers tangled in the younger man's hair and gave a little tug. "Keep goin'," he murmured. "I like how that feels."

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A low growl sounded from Kell as Shade pushed all the way into him, a mixture of pain and pleasure shooting through the human. But it was something he welcomed, not minding at all about getting hurt during sex, and he tugged Shade into a hard kiss. The human rocked down against the other man's dick, one hand curling in the cambion's hair. It didn't take long for his orgasm to hit him and he came with a sharp moan, breaking the kiss to bury his face against Shade's neck.

Shade took the consent and went the rest of the way pushing into the other thoroughly enjoying it and that he came by Big T's place when he did. Was worth the side quest. He had to give the ghoul some credit on his taste. Shade didn't take his time or hesitate knowing they fucked around long enough and started moving with purpose into the other feeding off of him, not as much as he would someone like Tiernan but enough to get a good fill of sexual energy and recharge those low stores as he fucked the other into the counter.

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"Oh? Well, isn't that fucking rare as hell for you." Kell shot back with a small snort, stepping closer to Tiernan to start undressing him. The human wasn't exactly careful with his master's clothes, but the possible punishment for ruining anything was something he'd worry about after they were done. He tugged Tiernan into another hard kiss once the clothes were removed, his other hand wrapping around he base of his master's cock.

A little smirk pulled at Tiernan's mouth when he felt Kell's hands start tugging at his pants, his slave evidently eager to get them off him. "For now?" Tiernan asked, arching an eyebrow slightly as he eased his grip on his slave, letting him get to what he wanted. "Undress me, if that's what you want. I'm feeling.. generous.. this evening," the ghoul purred, taking a step back, getting a good look at his handsome slave. "Come on."

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"Lot of things that I would like to hear. Not so sure that your 'sexy ass voice' serenading me is one of those things, but I guess I'll take it." Kell teased with a grin of his own, laughing softly before he returned the kiss. Then he was on his knees, lips wrapped around Shade's cock, the human's gaze flicking up to lock with the cambion's. The newest little pet name had him rolling his eyes at Shade before he focused more on what he was doing, taking more of the younger man's cock with a low moan. Kell relaxed into the fingers tangled in his hair as he slowly started to bob his head, one hand moving down to palm at his own cock.

"Well I ain't gotta breathe." His grinned lopsided. "Don't act like you don't like hearing my sexy ass voice serenade you, fuck nugget." He pressed his lips against the human's again. "Fucking spicy fuck nugget." He added when Kell was down on his knees in a second groaning as soon as the other was teasing his cock with his tongue. His brows waggling in approval then a groan escaped him when the other wrapped his lips around him hips slightly rocking into the warmth that held him. "Thas a nice surprise." He hummed letting his head fall back against the wall and a clawed hand tangle into the slaves hair. "Godt damn." He added knowing why Tiernan kept the human around, Shade wasn't big on owning another person, but he could see the value of it in moments like this.

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A small shiver went through Kell, arousal coiling low in his stomach at the sharp slap to his ass. He dropped his head forward a bit more, hands curling into slightly tighter fists and resisted rocking back against the other man's touch. "I thought this damn spell was supposed to make you horny, not so goddamn bossy." As though that was anything new for his master.

Tiernan enjoyed chipping away at his slave's rough exterior, knowing there was a desperate whore tucked somewhere in that muscular body of his. The ghoul couldn't deny that the human looked utterly delicious spread out against the wall being fucked open. "That's an improvement," the councilman praised, running a hand down Kell's back and over his ass, giving it a sharp slap before dipping his fingers between the other's cheeks, his finger slipping into Kell's hole alongside the shadowy tendril currently occupying the space. "But I know you can do better."

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As much as he wanted to just grab Gwyn and shove him down against the nearest surface so that he could fuck his brains out, Kell made himself be patient. It wasn't as if there was any real rush here and he did very much enjoy the feeling of Gwyn's mouth and tongue against his cock. The human made a soft noise of encouragement, dropping his head back as his fingers tightened their grip in the sith's hair. "Oh, I know. I like hearing it." He replied, rocking his hips slightly but not enough to make anything uncomfortable for the master.

That tug felt twice as intense for the magic running under the sith's skin, Gwyn letting out a soft whimper in response as the pleasure of it shivered down his spine, making his cock twitch urgently between his thighs. He still wasn't touching himself, not when there was so much touching and tasting to do with Kell. But he wanted so much more. He lifted his other hand to join the first wrapped around Kell's shaft, jerking him slowly with both, thumbs sweeping under the crown with each pass. "I can... I can beg," Gwyn murmured distractedly, staring at that lovely cock he'd been doing all that touching and tasting to, which the human was promising to fuck him with if he could only convince him to do it. He gave the tip another greedy kiss instead, tongue laving over the slick, firm flesh. Maybe he was getting a little distracted.

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Kell exhaled sharply, trying to stop himself from rocking his hips forward but knowing it was pointless with the way that Gwyn was touching him. He let his eyes fall shut, one hand dropping to rest down hard against the windowsill to keep himself somewhat steady. At least no one would find this odd -- it just looked like he was taking a break from the party. "I think you think I'm always 'lovely'." He responded back with a small snort, biting down hard on the inside of his cheek to stifle a moan. "If you wanted that, we could have actually had some fun in the bar later."

Gwyn smiled against the fabric of Kell's jacket at the way the human leaned into him, so sweet even with all his grumbling. "I would never! Not unless I thought you would enjoy it..." Which was, in the sith's own funny way, the utter truth. He kept the motions of his fingers steady, rubbing those little circles back against the pressure of Kell's rocking hips. When it came to titillation, to really driving someone to frustration, Gwyn knew just how effective a light and focused touch could be when applied with a little patience. "You were lovely at Christmas. You're lovely now. How can I be expected to keep my hands to myself in these conditions?" He sighed wistfully. "Besides... as wonderful as that first night together was - I really would've enjoyed watching you spill all over yourself at that bar."

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"Thanks, but I'm used to it. I've had to deal with his ass for pretty damn long." Granted, most of that had been sporadic before now since Tiernan hadn't claimed him until recently. But Kell could handle his master just fine, at least he could when the ghoul wasn't purposefully pushing his buttons. The human allowed himself a small smirk, shaking his head. "Roland is alright, least from my experiences with him. Raphael is, uh...definitely something else." The man was damn good looking and could be charming, but Kell was very aware of how he treated his slaves and the rumors that went around about his activities outside of Krovs. Kell tried his best to avoid the councilman but he also suspected that he wasn't really Raphael's type. At the question about sparring, Kell paused but gave a nod after a second. "The gym sounds good -- been a minute since I've sparred with anyone, so I might be a little rusty. Just take it easy on me." He pushed himself up off the bed. "Gimme a sec to flag down a guard and then we can go."

Kell seemed like a good guy, and as soon as Ric began to feel a little more at ease, his more playful side started to show immediately. "I’m sorry that Tiernan's a jerk. I met Roland, who looked like he wanted to bite my head off, and Raphael, who… well, I’ll spare you the details," he laughed, more from embarrassment than amusement. If he’d had any say in the matter, he would’ve picked Roland at his worst a thousand times over Raphael. The way the councilman spoke, the way he looked at him… not even a thousand showers would’ve made him feel clean after that encounter. He tried to focus on Kell again, silently thanking him for giving him something else to think about. "Better a harsh truth than a pleasant lie. Learning that cost me a one-way trip to Krovs, but it’s still true," he said with a smile, a flicker of sadness in his green eyes. That flicker vanished the moment Kell offered to take him out of the undercroft. "Actually, I’m good on food, thanks—but if it’s not too much trouble, I’d really love to take you up on that offer. How about a trip to the gym? It’s been way too long since I moved, and this morning I’m feeling full of energy!" he exclaimed, clearly excited at the chance to leave that dark, depressing place behind. "How’s your sparring game? We could have a couple of friendly rounds—if you’re up for it. Nothing serious, of course. Just for fun!" After all, knowing how to defend yourself was a pretty useful skill in a place like this—especially since not all the slaves shared Kell’s calm and friendly demeanor. The man seemed like a tough one; Ric was sure he had at least a few tricks up his sleeve to teach him.