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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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“I hope for the best in your quest.” Was all he said, truly meaning it even if the other doesn’t seem to think so. He had yet to lose his even if in the moment he seemed more down than he usually was. He hadn’t moved when the other joined him on the cot, looking at him with amusement as he reached for his leg. “I absolutely love it.” He bit into his lower lip, watching him intently as the hand moved from his leg to his crotch. He hummed at the touching, his head nodding as he asked, even going so far as to lean in towards him. “Uh-huh. Especially so.” 
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   Sidney smiled when Ember told him that he loved ot, and bit his lower lip before moving in. He chuckled ever so slightly at his seemingly eagerness for it. “Of course you do, you love any attention you can get, don’t you? You crave touch....approval. Well if you promise to be a good boy, you’ll get just that, and whatever else you want, pretty bird.” As he spoke, he rubbed through his pants harder and harder, before finally slipping his hand under the material and taking his length stroking, slowly at first. He wanted to make sure this lasted. As he started to jerk him off, he leaned in more closing the gap and connecting their lips. He moved to push his tongue into the other slave’s mouth, his mission to dominate it. 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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“Seriously? It’s fuckin’ cold out,” Finn attempted to argue. Last thing he wanted was to lose the minimal layers already covering him since he wasn’t immune to the physical effects of winter’s bite. He wouldn’t die from it, at least. He sighed loudly and rolled his eyes, heading into the alley anyway and hoping this would be fucking worth it. It wasn’t hard stripping out of his current outfit of the evening, Finn removing the skimpy underwear and only leaving the waist cincher, collar, stockings, bra, and heels on to keep some areas as warm as possible. 
He crossed his arms over his chest as he hid behind a dumpster, waiting impatiently for Sidney to return. It felt like forever and he actually thought he might have been tricked until the siren inevitably returned. “What took ye so fuckin’ long?” he asked the other through chattering teeth. 
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   “I guess it is.” He left with a smirk to go get the drinks for Finn, it didn’t take much to get the bartender to hand over a free drink, Sidney simply worked his charm and gave him a blowjob. Purposefully taking his time so that the demon would be left out there for a bit of time wanting....and waiting and so deliciously exposed to anyone who happened to walk past him. Heading back once he had a bottle of alcohol, he smiled at the chattering of the demon. 
“Was I really gone that long? Didn’t feel that long to me, beautiful.” Moving in closer, he pushed Finn up against the wall, pressing his still clothes body against the familiars. The hand with the bottle pressed it against his lips. “Lets play a game, will you be able to finish this before you cum?” As he said that his other hand wrapped around Finn’s cock, and started stroking him.
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Finn let out a long sigh, rolling his eyes up towards the night sky as he shook his head. Well fine, if he had to spell it out for this guy. “I’m offerin’ up sex,” he said, meeting Sidney’s gaze again. “Blow job, hand job, full on fuckin’, whatever you’re in the mood for. Get me a drink and you’ll get laid. You understand now?” 
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   “See that’s what I figured, but I didn’t wanna to make an ass of myself and assume wrong.” Eyes scanning over the other, before nodding. “Fine, I get you a drink, and then we fuck. You sit on my face, I eat your ass, then I push you up against the wall of an alleyway and take you however I want.” Biting his lip, he grinned, pointing at an alley nearby. “Head over there, and wait for me. When you ge there start taking your clothes off, I want you naked for me by the time I get back.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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“Good luck to you then, I honestly hope you get to keep your spark for as long as you can. I plan on holding my own, even if it doesn’t look like it right now.” Clearly he wasn’t the sort to really care about anything deeper than the surface, and Ember had so little friends as it were, it was hard to keep things to himself when he felt down. It was hard to keep anything to himself period, but especially right now when he wasn’t sure what his future would be like from here on out. There was a light roll of his eyes, he probably would feel better after one, and it wsan’t like he had anything else to do. “I might, only one way to find out.”
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   “The moment I lose that spark, I am giving you the task of killing me. Whats the point of life without a little spark anyways? That, and I don’t want these fanged fucks knowing I’ve given up completely and submitted.” When the other rolled his eyes, but said that there was only one way to find out, Sidney chuckled. Sitting down next to him, he slid his hand up and down Ember’s leg, before squeezing his thigh. “You’re pretty you know that? Tell me, pretty bird, you like kissing?” As he spoke his hand moved to the other’s crotch, palming it a little. “You like kissing while someone plays with your dick?” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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   For a half Incubus, Siren, heat week in Krovs was like being at an all you could eat buffet. There was so much sex going on Sidney was practically feeding on it from the air, even with the collar around his neck blocking his powers, it was just that potent. While he could have anyone he wanted, there was one person who was going to be affected that he wanted more than anything else, and the taste he got of them around Christmas simply wasn’t enough for him.....he wanted more. So trading sex for cigarettes, and then cigarettes for free time with a guard, the Siren was off on his hunt, which turned out to be far easier than he thought it was going to be. 
Finding the demon slumped up against the wall, Sidney wasn’t sure if he was just that overwhelmed from the heat, if he had just been fucked senseless, or a combination of the two. Still he grinned, “Whats the matter, puppy? Heat getting to you?” Moving in closer, he put a hand on his thigh, sliding it onto his inner thigh, and squeezing. “Let me help give you some relief. And I promise, I’ll do it properly, like the lover you deserve, not like some sloppy inconsiderate ass.” 
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˗ˏˋ THE WHITE LOTUS (2023) - Season 2 ˎˊ˗
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Bringing down the collective mood, he wondered if the guy knew just where they were and what the mood that usually floated around the place. He doubted his sadness was causing any sort of issue for anyone, except for this one that had come up to him. “Pfft, there is someone out there that wants you, even if it’s to break you or your smart mouth.” He said, knowing full well there were vampires around that got off on such things like that. 
“Yeah, he wasn’t who I thought he was. Stupid to even be upset about it at all, knowing that this is sort of the thing around here. Can’t help to get attached though.” The phoenix shrugged, maybe it was a weakness of his to care so much so easily. 
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   He shrugged, grinning. “Hey, I’d love to see them try and break my spirit they haven’t managed to do it just yet, and I’ve already been here for a few months.” Despite their efforts, Sidney was never going to let them get to him. He was going to stay true to himself no matter what, no matter who it pissed off. Listening to the Phoenix whine about how it was stupid to be upset, and how he couldn’t let himself get attached, and something something about his feelings. Sighing finally, “Would it make you feel better if I gave you a handy? Cause that would be better listening to this sob fucking story.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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He’d gotten use to all the names he’d been called in his time at the castle, though princess was something he hadn’t heard very often. His attention turned to the male that began speaking to him, the way he held himself reminded him much of those that took them out. Though the collar around his neck had him wondering just what he had done to get thrown down here with the rest of them. “Mm, no one is forcing you to stand there and watch.” He mumbled, arms crossing over his chest loosely as he eyed him. 
“I wouldn’t be so sure of that. Loads of slaves here to choose from, even you! I just thought I had something but I guess it wasn’t enough.” He chewed on his inner cheek, feeling absolutely foolish for even considering those thoughts. 
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   “No, no one is, but god, your sadness is radiating off you like some god awful aura, and it’s bringing down the collective mood.” Sidney was waving his hand around, signifying the entire room as if they weren’t in a room filled with other incredibly sad people. 
“Trust me, no one, and I mean no one, wants me. I’m a smart mouth Siren. But let me tell you, you’re far too pretty to be melancholic. It isn’t a good match. Besides whoever sent you back down here was probably a dick anyway. You’re better off without them, take it from an expert on dumping and running.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Finn stared deadpanned back at the other slave – the role obvious from the costume and collar around Sidney’s neck – less than amused the moment he was equated to an underage kid. He was so fucking sick of people calling him a child or anything similar tonight. “More like I have a drinkin’ problem and have been banned from being served at bars tonight but I can’t fuckin’ get through this night like this sober.” His eyes slowly roamed over Sidney, the corner of his mouth curving up in a smirk as he took in the full effect of the siren’s own outfit, or lack of it. “I don’t know, from my perspective it seems like you have nothing left to lose. What d’ye think I’m offerin’ in a place like Krovs? Answer should be easy for you.” 
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   “Oh....oh I see.” Humming, he shrugged. “I don’t know, I would really be risking a lot then, helping you get a drink. I would really need you to do something that would make up for all the risk coming to my person.” When he was told it looked like he had nothing left to lose he chuckled. “Oh because of my outfit? I don’t know, a skimpy outfit is a lot better than being whipped, maimed or beaten.” Sidney hummed again, thinking it over. He knew exactly what the other was offering, but he wanted Finn to say it out loud. “Oh I’m sorry, I have no clue what you’re offering. Please tell me, in detail, maybe then I could help princess..” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Finn tried. He really tried to get through this night without being able to drink. He’d initially wanted to spend Christmas in his – well, technically Gareth’s – house in Krovs Town with a fridge full of beer, a corny Hallmark movie marathon, and whatever shit he had in the fridge to make himself a Christmas feast. Course that all had been fucked when his master forced him out into town wearing not one but two skimpy outfits that did not bring the familiar any Christmas cheer. He was somewhat surprised that his master was willing to take him to any parties in town after the shit Finn did that got him arrested on Halloween. What was stopping him from getting shitfaced again and doing the same thing? Gareth apparently telling all the bars not to serve him alcohol. That was a low fucking blow. 
It was been less than an hour in when Finn finally gave up, separating himself from the crowd to get some air outside the bar. He could always sneak back home and hope Gareth won’t notice, but that seemed unlikely. Throwing another tantrum was also out of the question since the familiar had no desire to see what else his ridiculous master could come up with as a punishment after the latest shit he did. So begging it was. 
“Hey there, handsome,” he called out to the oncomer. “How ‘bout buyin’ a fella a drink here? Promise I can make it worth your while.” 
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   Sidney was enjoying the freedom he was getting from the holidays deciding to go into the town, typically he thought the whole holiday season was stupid. If you liked someone you shouldn’t need a specific day to get them things, you should spoil them year round. Still others apparently enjoyed going out and making themselves look like fools, and Sidney enjoyed very much watching people act like fools. It was one of his.....great passions. He was currently walking down the block looking for the next fool he could watch, when he got a much, much prettier prize, with a much nicer ass, practically offering it up to him. Grinning, 
“So basically what you’re saying is, you’re a little underage kid, who needs me your best friends, cool and hot older brother to buy you drinks?” Biting his lip, considering it for a moment. He didn’t have money, but charming someone to get him alcohol would be ridiculously easy. “Fine, but tell me, how exactly you planning on making it worth my while? Because I’m really putting my own ass on the line for you.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Sidney’s Holiday Festival Outfit  Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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The other was brazen. Bold, even. Blinking for a moment, he let a cool hand slide along the other’s forearm before his gaze moved back. “Don’t you think that’s just a touch forward?” He murmured. Playful but curious to see if he would push the line. “But I guess we’ll see. Come with me tonight and we’ll find out. Maybe if you put some clothes on…” Not that he needed to, Gideon could eat up the other with his gaze right there. “I’ll take you out for a good meal. Or we could shop for some clothes for you. Your preference.”
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   Sidney felt his lips curl up into a smile when the other’s hand moved along his forearm. His goal was quite obvious, to get his hands, mouth, cock on and in that ass sitting there on the master. He chuckled when he was told that he was bold. The Siren always had been very bold, nothing he felt he should be ashamed of. 
“I am forward, yes, no point in wasting time with niceties when you’re a slave, and most of you masters only want two things outta us, blood and cum.” Smirking when he was told maybe if he put some clothes on, or taken out to dinner. “How sweet, you trying to go on a date with me? I’d put something else on, but uh, this speedo is all I own. I pissed off a few of your friends, this and the tat that calls me a thief right above my ass is their idea of a gag punishment.” 
Biting his lip, he grinned. “You wanna trade outfits?” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 1 year
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Ember should have seen it coming, ending up back in the undercroft was the very last thing he had ever wanted to happen. Yet, there he was pushed into the communal space with nothing but the clothes he wore. The collar heavy on his neck, his old one had been removed for the old one. He was trying not to seem too upset over it, but he was finding that to be too difficult. He liked Skye, and he thought the other liked him too, though perhaps that had all been a lie. It stung, his hand resting over his chest as he shuffled over to a cot before flopping down onto it. He’d only just sat down when he felt a presence, he didn’t know who they were but they were wanting his attention. “Not really in the mood to be entertaining, might find someone else in a better mood if you want that.”
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   Sidney could tell that this one was back from upstairs, they always looks so much sadder than the old timers, or the slaves who were new and scared. You could see in their eyes, the disappointment. They thought their Vampire master was in love with them, or going to keep them around forever, and yet here they were back in the Undercroft, back to square one, back to having nothing. It was so pathetic it was funny. Moving closer to the slave, he chuckled when he was told that he wasn’t in a mood to be entertaining. 
“Not a problem to me, Princess. You look absolutely pathetic, moping there. It’s embarrassing honestly. A pretty little thing like you shouldn’t be so upset, I’m sure you’ll get snatched up rather quickly.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 2 years
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What if… Sidney Didn’t Rob Vampires Character Name: Sidney Taptiklis
Age: 4000
Species: Demon-Merman 
Role: Villager - Head Banker
AU History: Sidney never robbed any masters, and so was never made a slave. Rather he was invited to oversee the finances of Krovs Town, and help with the finances of the Castle. His personality remains unchanged. 
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sidney-taptiklis · 2 years
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It wasn’t often Gideon even entertained the idea of renting. Sometimes he preferred his own company over others. But every once in a blue moon, he found himself down in the undercroft. Once in a while he was surprised with the companion he could find. Once in a while, he was let down. Still, he walked along silently meeting gaze after gaze until he paused at one. Hands behind his back, he appraised the other with a hum. “Hello.” Walking closer, he canted his head. “I believe you once cat called me. Told me I would… Look good in a ‘teddy’. Or am I mistaken?”
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   Sidney was sitting on his cot, minding his own business when he heard a master approaching, looking up just to see who it was, he smiled when they greeted him and took a step closer, asking if he was the slave that once cat called him. His own eyes scanning over the vampire, he shrugged, before he stood up once again dressed only in his now infamous leopard print speedo. Eyes scanning over the master, checking him out, mainly he wanted to see how nice his ass was. Finally he moved his hands onto his chest, feeling it, before gripping his coat lapel. 
“That could have been me. I do think you’d look amazing in a teddy. Why are you here to come put one on for me?” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 2 years
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Finn wasn’t nearly intoxicated enough and that was a problem. He wanted to be drunk tonight after accidentally stepping through a nightmare hot spot and reliving shit he didn’t want to ever again, especially now that recent events soured his view of his whole relationship with Faust. That was both a blessing and a curse being an immortal demon that he couldn’t get ossified as easily as a human. Oh, he still could – it just took so much more to have the intoxication linger long enough with the accelerated healing and metabolism. And he suspected that some vodka shots might do the trick to get him there. 
As he wandered through the party, he found someone who looked less than pleased to be there and approached, speaking up over the music thumping through the speakers. “Oi, oi! You look like ye could use some proper fun.” Finn held out one of the shot glasses to the other. “Here ye go, lad, down the hatch.” He clinked their glasses together right before downing his own shot, the familiar’s nose crinkling just a touch as the vodka briefly burned his throat. 
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   Sidney thought he hated the speedo....though it had actually grown on him...a symbol of his perseverance. That he would survive what these fanged fucks had planned for him, right now though it was safe in the custody of the guards they were instructed to put him back in it once Halloween was over. He hated the costume he was in however. He was not a little mermaid....he was an ancient and proud siren. He was currently trying to avoid anyone talking to him, when an obviously inebriated slave came wandering over to him, raising an eyebrow as the drink was shoved into face, he took the shot. Clinking their glasses, there was no visible reaction from Sidney as he downed the vodka. He’d drank far too many vodka shots, for vodka to have any effect on him now.
“You look absolutely ridiculous. Might as well rip it off, and walk around naked. It’d be far less humiliating.” Sidney supposed he should follow his own advice, but he also didn’t want to take the blame for his costume being ruined. “I am assuming you’re a slave, because no staff member would dress like that willingly.” 
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sidney-taptiklis · 2 years
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The tramp stamp caught the councilman’s eye as he sat down in the chair that Sidney had previously been occupying. “A thief? tell me little thing, what did you steal to get such a mark?” He asks curiously as he brings his drink up to his lips and takes a sip. Eros taking in the sight of the other in the speedo and he couldn’t help but smirk, the speedo was almost certainly a punishment dealt out to the slave. 
“Very good.” He answers and sets his drink down on the table next to him before giving the slave his undivided attention. “So eager to get me to fuck you?” he teased and smirked. “I bet that’s what you want, me to use you so that you can get a little pleasure out of this encounter. You’ll get what you want soon. For now, tell me about yourself.”
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   When he was asked what he stole, Sidney smiled. Despite everything, he was actually proud of what he had done. What he had been able to accomplish for so long. “I owned a very successful financial consultancy firm. So successful that quite a few vampires, including members of your little council were using my services. I was robbing a few million here and there for them for hundreds of years. They finally caught on, and got upset, my punishment was selling off everything I owned, save for this speedo, and giving me the tramp stamp.” 
Shrugging, “I’m half incubus, I like sex. If you take this collar off, then I can really enjoy having sex with you. Whats there to know about me though? The other half is merman, so I’m a siren. I told you about my firm. Thats really it, I don’t date, I don’t have a family. I’m stuck here, and it hasn’t been as horrible as I expected. What about you, good looking? What’s your story?” 
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