#c: stigr

[nicotine-noah]

continued from here

Noah was still smirking when Stigr said his name and the spell hit. He gasped even as the vampire pulled him closer, back arching as he came suddenly and hard in his jeans. No doubt he'd made a real mess of his underwear too. He let out a breath and leaned against his master, slipping his arms around him and smiling. "Startin' off strong so far." He shivered with aftershocks and nipped at Stigr's jaw. "Bet it's gonna be real fun. You're gonna make a mess of me, aren't you?" The idea was appealing and his cock was already hardening again, feeling like this would probably create a feedback loop with his incubus powers, the likely many orgasms would make him feel strong and maybe worn out at the same time. He could hardly wait.

@stigranselm

[mindful-mateo]

Somehow, the rest of the year, Mateo managed to avoid most interactions with vampires in spite of working at Krovs. He had passing conversations sometimes or they came into the library but normally he didn't have much to do with them. During heat week, though, for some reason, the thunderbird always seemed to find himself in this exact situation. His need was too great right now for him to really care but it did seem pretty odd. Stigr did touch him a little more, running a hand through his hair and Mateo closed his eyes only to open them again as the touch was withdrawn. "Yes, of course. That'll...be fine." Always in the playrooms with the councilmen too and it was hard not to remember his last time in there with one...anyway. He followed as if Stigr had him tethered on a string, a short one given how close Mateo stayed though he managed to keep his hands to himself for the moment if only just. "Thank you, councilman. I really do appreciate it." Had he already thanked him? Mateo couldn't remember but it seemed fitting as they headed into the castle and towards the nearest playroom, though Mateo made sure he stayed at least a little behind Stigr.

Stigr normally reserved heat week for those he would consider himself closer to, like Noel or Khion, but he was feeling indulgent enough to help Mateo out. Besides, it wasn't as though he was terribly busy at the moment or urgently needed to be somewhere else any time soon, so there was no harm in it. He smirked faintly as Mateo moved to try and get more of his touch, letting his hand move to brush through the younger man's hair before he pulled away. "We'll have to make use of one of the playrooms, I imagine, you don't seem as though you'll make it to my suite." He commented, starting back toward the castle.

[nerdygirlramblings]

lots happening folks. we're almost at the end, now. this one's a little longer than normal.

Despite the plan you had when your gods were here, now, watching your people respond to Fra's blessings, you know you cannot continue on the path you intended. Many of your people seem to trust the gods on blind faith, their miracles evidence enough of your people's blessing. The Elders, however, remain steadfast in their collective unease.

At night, you try to discuss it, but your gods already know. "We trust you will restore them, my queen," Jon murmurs into your hair, twining his naked legs with yours as you rest against Tav's chest. More and more often, when you see them at night - for you accept these are not truly dreams - they are all together. You also find yourself desiring to give them your body in these moments, not out of an obligatory sacrifice but because it is what you want for yourself. What you want from them.

Their trust in you to bring the others back gives you the courage to approach the Elders after the next full moon and ask for an altar for Lex. You explain his role as a messenger and how the people's prayers are better served with Lex's aid. Elder Stigr is outright suspicious of you, but the others are less so, though your place as a woman, seer or not, does not help you. They do, however, concede to your wish.

The night Lex's altar is completed, you dream of a tall man with hair like wheat and an open, inviting smile. He tells you to tell Vigi, one of the older farmers, to pay attention to how the flowers along the main path out of the village grow. You do not understand his message at first, but tell Vigi of your dream anyway. Vigi is like Elder Stigr and does not fully believe because he does not see.

A week after your dream of Lex, Vigi finds you tending the shrines and tells you he's figured out a way to get the crops to grow faster and stronger, something he could do only because of the dream you shared.

At night, your gods tell you how some villagers have set up small altars in their home. Si mentions how the village healer, Thone, has a shrine of his to which she prays twice a day: in the morning she asks Si to spare those whom she can save, and at night she thanks him for ending the suffering of those she could not help. Tav and Gaz boast of several farmers who have altars to them both, with frequent offerings and prayers for a good harvest. Even Jon comments on an Elder, he doesn't say which, who secretly prays to Jon to maintain the current peace.

One full moon goes by. Then another. A third. You request no new shrines. At night, conversation is on anything but the task your gods have set for you. Si shows you the land of the dead where souls are cared for, and those who suffered most are most tenderly watched. Jon shows you how, slowly, they are reclaiming their palace on Fjall Gothar. He delights especially in the throne room where one throne, larger and more ornate than the others, his, sits in a place of pride.

By the fourth full moon, you approach the Elders about the altars for Las and Wel, more than confident you will get what you ask. You've learned from your gods how to manipulate the hearts and minds of men grasping for power, and with this request you will put that knowledge to the test. Elder Stigr's wife, Unnr, whom he married after his first tragically passed in childbirth, along with the babe, is pregnant again, and this time it seems the child will survive until their birth. You know Stigr desires little as much as he is desperate for an heir. When you explain who Las and Wel protect, you watch the anger war with hope on Stigr's face. "Why have these twinned goddesses not been part of our prayers earlier?" Stigr snaps, voice laced with accusation.

"The tome I found, the one I used to beg help from the others only listed Jon, Tav, Gaz, and the god of death. Fra and Lex have come to me as we seem to need them. Perhaps this is the same with Las and Wel. Perhaps the gods feel Las and Wel can help us continue to thrive." Most of the Elders had nodded along as you spoke, having seen how interventions from the earlier gods seemed to come at the moment they were needed.

Elder Stigr must have felt the pull to do all he could to protect his wife and unborn child for his was the first voice to approve the new altar and, more surprisingly, even volunteered to help source the materials to build and shroud the altar. The night it is completed, you dream of several women. You recognize Thone and Unnr as well as the goddess Fra. With them are two women you know must be Las and Wel. Like Lex, Las has hair the color of grains and a strong, sturdy frame. Wel is her dark counterpoint: hair dark as night drapes down around a willowy build. The goddesses talk with Thone about how to care for Unnr, how to ensure she bears a healthy baby boy.

Members of your village have never been in your dreams before, so when morning comes, you stop in to see Thone. As you approach her house, she is bustling out, arms loaded with tinctures and remedies. "Oh!" she says, nearly bumping into. "I'm sorry. Did you need me? I must be off to see Unnr." Your confusion must show as Thone lowers her voice conspiratorially and leans to you, "I had a dream. Several women - they said they were goddesses though I had only heard of one, there is a shrine to her with the others I think - told me Unnr's baby would be stronger than the last few. That he would make it, but only with my help." She stands and finishes with, "I'm not like you and don't put much stock in my own dreams, but when I woke, I couldn't shake the feeling like I should do as the dream said."

You watch, dumbfounded, as Thone leaves her home for that of Elder Stigr. Your job is almost done. You are dually excited and terrified of what will happen when at last Ale and Rudi are restored. But that is a concern for another day. Instead, on your morning rounds, you make sure to leave extra offerings for your goddesses in thanks.

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[soft-dom-kalani]

@stigranselm

Location: Stigr's suite

Time: after the assassination attempt

Dom had moved from fear to uncontrollable rage to bargaining and then back to uncontrollable rage again, which had taken up a good chunk of his time and led to a certain amount of property damage that he'd had to resolve. And Stigr had, of course, been busy with the council because the ridiculous man considered it more important to shit-talk and listen to histrionic bloodsuckers bitch at each other than actually deal with an attempted assassination.

"I'm taking over your security detail."

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[jamie-on-fire]

Jamie was suitably impressed by the master bedroom, or the master's bedroom maybe. He shunted that thought away to amuse himself when he was capable of finding things funny and when it wouldn't be deeply awkward to have to explain the joke to Stigr, who didn't seem like he'd appreciate base word play. All master bedrooms impressed him, but this one was nicer than others, it even had a chandelier. The bed looked ... well, all beds sort of just looked like beds, but it was a very nice bed. And there was a lot of room on it. He hoped Stigr wasn't going to invite more people over. Though maybe that would take a little of the pressure off. He was shocked to be kissed but responded with appropriate enthusiasm because Stigr was the first person to be nice to him and he had soft lips. He gave a little sigh and held back from leaning his forehead against Stigr's. "You're lovely, you are."

The councilman had never really been into anything like that, though he supposed that he could see the appeal of making some of the slaves wear lingerie. It looked appealing on some of them that he'd seen around the castle from time to time, but on someone who looked like Jamie, Stigr highly suspected it would simply just look ridiculous. The only reason to put him in something like that would have been purely for a punishment via humiliation, but the younger man certainly hadn't done anything to earn that. Yet. The vampire still wasn't sure if his obedience and uncertainty were sincere or all an act, but time would tell. Once the slave was on his feet, Stigr pressed a hand lightly into the small of his back to start steering him towards the back of the suite, guiding him into the master bedroom. Once there, he turned Jamie to face him, taking a light hold of his chin to keep him still and closed the distance between them to kiss him.

[nicotine-noah]

closed for @stigranselm

Heat week was over and as exhausting as it could be, Noah fucking loved it. Still, after a day or two of recovery and the excitement having died down, things went right back to boring as fuck normal in the Undercroft. Unless a master in heat rented him, which had happened but not as much as usual, Noah didn't get bitten half as much as he liked to even if he got more sex and he was determined that today he was absolutely getting someone to take him out of the Undercroft and get their fangs in him.

The cambion was keeping an eye on the entrance to the Undercroft, prowling around a little restlessly as he did, when he saw Stigr walk in and brightened. Bingo. Noah would've practically taken any vamp (except Aneirin) but to see a master he actually liked was a stroke of good luck. The councilman had only rented him once but he'd had a helluva good time and was eager to repeat the experience.

"You look hungry." He mused, grinning as he walked over, hopefully catching Stigr's eye and keeping his attention away from any of the other slaves. "Lemme help with that." It was cocky and bold but Stigr had seemed to appreciate that last time.

[nicotine-noah]

Say My Name (from Stigr)

"Ha, you know you make me cum without that but you really gonna torment me with it? Not that I can say I'll hate that. Wear me out all you want..."

@stigranselm

[soft-dom-kalani]

Dom sensed his sire and smiled, the smile not quite reaching his tired eyes. Even though the sire bond had faded when Dom had gone out to work for himself, they would always be bound by more complex ties of affection and obligation. "Stigr. Depends on your definition." They always greeted each other formally, no matter how often they saw each other. Stigr's habits and manners had informed their early relationship and some of it had stayed even after they'd parted. "No one's died yet, so there's that. But I can't imagine that's going to last. I can't afford to assume it will, anyway." He gave Stigr a once-over to ensure his sire was alright himself. "Larry doing his job right? If he's a problem, I can handle it." He'd been Stigr's bodyguard and threat for decades, and while he'd relinquished the role, it was easy to fall back into old habits. "I don't want you anywhere alone, okay? I don't care if it's a pain in the ass-" he held up a hand to keep Stigr from objecting to his language, "and I know you've kept yourself alive for 6000 years. Spare me the lecture. Just do it cuz I asked, okay?"

Stigr didn't make very many trips down to the village, finding that the castle was more than enough to keep him busy and satisfied. Feeling that his suite lacked a certain something, however, the vampire had made his way to the plant shop to see if he could find something to brighten up the space a little bit. He'd been idly browsing around, not in any particular hurry to head back to the castle, when he spotted a very familiar figure seated among some of the plants. They hadn't had much time to talk recently, with Stigr only recently having arrived back at the castle and then all of the current drama, but he didn't need their bond to tell him that Dominic was stressed. Understandable, considering all of the chaos in the castle. He certainly didn't envy his fledgling's position as enforcer.

"Dominic." He greeted the younger man, stepping closer to him once the younger man had stood up, Stigr reaching out to briefly touch his shoulder. "Is everything alright?"

[nicotine-noah]

That apparently wasn't the right thing to say given the way Stigr frowned but hell, how was Noah really supposed to believe him? Still, the vampire doubled down and Noah gave him a weird look, shifting a little uncomfortably. Surely he was taking the joke a little far? But he didn't seem to like Noah protesting and he didn't want to ruin the good vibe he had going. "Well then, guess I'm flattered." He smiled and kissed Stigr again, figuring he could distract him away from the topic. Deep down, Noah did of course want to be claimed but he couldn't let himself believe it would ever happen. Best not to think about it. He coaxed Stigr into a round two before they went their separate ways and Noah more or less forgot about the offer as he got caught up in the party again. If Stigr was serious, no doubt it would come up another time.

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The words had Stigr's smirk shifting into a frown and he glanced down at Noah with a raised eyebrow. It was certainly a new one, to have a slave who seemed quite comfortable with him so dismissive of the idea of a claim. Did Noah perhaps have his eye on a different master? "I assure you, I do not joke when it comes to telling someone I'm considering claiming them. It's not something that I bring up very often." It was rare for him to find a slave who managed to keep his attention for longer than perhaps one or two rentals.

[nicotine-noah]

"Sure." How hard could it be to add numbers to a phone? Maybe Manny could show him if Stigr didn't cover that in his little tutorial, whenever he gave it. Noah let out a breath, almost embarrassed that some old as fuck vampire would have to show him, a comparatively young guy, how to use new technology. "Thanks. About the phone." He listened to the next part, wrinkling his nose at the curfew. "11? That's pretty fuckin' early..." In his partying days he'd been out until well into the next morning usually. Stigr sat and Noah felt awkward standing. He hated that he felt so awkward. Normally he was so comfortable in Stigr's suite, knew what to expect and what he could do now it was all so drastically different since he was actually going to be living here now. He sat on the couch beside the vampire, still absently tapping the phone against his hand. "The town?" He was a little surprised. The boundaries expanding to the whole castle seemed huge but he could go into town? Shit, that could be a helluva time even if the freedom was a little dizzying. "That's...fuckin' generous." Noah was scrambling to justify all this apparent kindness. It was still an exchange, right? He was Stigr's sex slave, had to be available for him, and apparently he just got all this because of it. "You cookin' up some real kinky shit you wanna do to me or what?" Noah tried to scramble back onto familiar footing, giving Stigr a crooked smirk, though he was thinking of more questions even as he set the phone down and slid onto Stigr's lap. "Do I get money or somethin'? Can I rent slaves and bring 'em up here?" Noah slid his hands over Stigr's tie and started loosening it absently. Seemed like as good a time as any to start earning his keep.

"My number is already in there, yes. The phone is technically for your personal use, so feel free to add others to it." Though he wasn't aware of everyone that Noah hung out with, he knew that the man was friends with one of the guards. It wasn't something that he saw reason to stop, not that he thought Noah would listen to him if he ever thought to forbid him for seeing someone. A problem that he would solve if and when it ever happened. "I can take the time to show you how to use it whenever you'd like, it shouldn't take too long." He replied with a faint smile and then laughed softy qt the net question. "I will not expect you to stay in the suite at all hours of the day, no. You're free to walk around the castle, but I would like you back here by eleven." The vampire settled down onto the couch, tapping his fingers idly against the arm. "You're permitted in the town, though if you cause any problems there, that will either be revoked or I will be accompanying you."

[nicotine-noah]

It was a good thing Noah had lost his gag reflex a long time ago given the way Stigr drove into him but since he had Noah just thought it was hot and enjoyed it more. He hardly minded that Stigr was using him more roughly than he had before, liking the fingers tight in his hair, swallowing around him when he could. He groaned and took what he was given when Stigr came, swallowing, and working himself harder with his hand. He nodded at the question and smiled up at him. "Great." It didn't take long for him to push himself over and he arched his back and came into his hand.

After they'd cleaned up a little, Stigr insisted he take a shower and eat something and while Noah found it a little strange he went along with it, not about to turn down a private shower or a nice meal. When he finally went back to the Undercroft he was in a great mood and sure as hell hoped Stigr planned on renting him again.

END

Noah moaning around his cock had Stigr's hips rocking forward harder, nothing gentle or as attentive in his actions like there had been when they'd been in the bedroom. He was clearly only seeking his own release in that moment, using his hold on the slave's hair to keep him still as he fucked Noah's throat. The councilman's breathing deepened and he tilted his head back, fingers tightening in the younger man's hair as he stilled with his cock pressed against the back of Noah's throat. Stigr simply enjoyed the warmth wrapped around his cock, the willing submission of Noah on his knees in front of him before he started to move once again. It didn't take the vampire much longer to cum, thrusting twice and then stilling as he shot his load down the cambion's throat. Stigr reluctantly pulled away after a few seconds, idly petting Noah's hair. "Alright?" He asked, voice rougher than usual.

[nicotine-noah]

This was literally the least sexy party Krovs had ever thrown and Noah continued to be grumpy about it. Wasn't this a sex castle? Shouldn't all the masters want to show off all the hot bodies or their slaves and the castle want to advertise the unclaimed ones? Apparently not since this stupid party was about layers and too much clothing and was generally boring besides. Sure, Noah had had some interactions with people he liked but it was still irritating as fuck and he didn't feel nearly drunk enough yet to properly deal with it.

As if thinking of masters had summoned his, Stigr approached him and Noah sighed, looking down at the fancy stick and tossing it back and forth between his hands. "I haven't even hit one person! So yeah, I've been behavin' even if it's boring. Tell me no one ever actually really dressed like this and it's just like some stupid TV show thing?" He'd heard it was based on a TV show but it wasn't one he'd ever watched. Bastion seemed to have claimed that people had dressed like this but Noah struggled to believe it. Noah also wasn't going to mention that he'd nearly lost the cane when he'd danced with Bastion but he'd obviously retrieved it for whatever reason. Why carry around a weapon if you weren't going to use it as one? Didn't make any fucking sense to Noah.

Stigr had gone back and forth for awhile on what outfit he wanted to dress Noah in, but had finally settled on something green. The color somewhat matched what he was wearing to the event and he thought it would be quite flattering on his slave, even if the younger man might not enjoy the fashion. Stigr himself had been indifferent to the idea of some silly Bridgerton ball, having only the faintest idea of what Bridgerton even was. It was no surprise to him at all that Merek Hopper had suggested such a thing.

The councilman gave Noah a bit of space at the beginning of the ball, assuming that the younger man had some friends around that he would want to spend time with. Once Stigr had wrapped up his own affairs, he went in search of his slave. It took little time to find him and Stigr's gaze dropped to the cane. "I hope you've been behaving with that, Noah."

@nicotine-noah

[nicotine-noah]

The party might have only been going a few hours but Noah was already fairly messed up. Still going strong, though. He'd met up with different people and strangers and danced and drank and taken handfuls of anything anyone was willing to give him. It was fun as hell and was very much like his partying days back before he'd gotten locked up. These Krovs parties were the best because of that. Nothing worried him, nothing hurt, there was nothing to be angry about he was just full of sensation and happy as hell. For some reason he was outside again, probably he'd wandered out by accident, and was attempting to move towards one of the buildings when a strong arm settled around his shoulders and a familiar voice sounded close by. Noah turned and grinned at Stigr, pleasantly surprised to find him wearing a Batman costume of all things, though no cowl. He laughed, delighted. "Not really but you're here to save me, right? That's what superheroes do." He leaned into Stigr heavily and slung an arm around his waist. "Who talked you into this? Figured you'd be in a suit like usual."

Halloween had never been something that Stigr celebrated much outside of his visits to Krovs. The vampire had never seen the appeal of dressing up as someone or something else and had every intention of just showing up in his usual outfit to this party. Of course, he hadn't considered his apparent inability to say no to Khion when it came to little things, such as joining the pamola and Noel in dressing up as characters from Batman.

A few hours in and Stigr was seriously debating changing into the suit that he'd brought as backup, having already removed the cowl. Just as he'd been about to head toward his car, the vampire caught sight of Noah, an eyebrow raising as he took in the outfit. Of course that was something the castle would put on the slave. He shook his head as he started toward Noah, sliding one arm easily around the younger man's shoulders. "I can't imagine you're very warm in that costume."

@nicotine-noah

[sirduncanx]

It took a few seconds for his words to sink in, and once they had he shook his head. "Sorry, sir." Was the first thing he said, "Well-- depends on what sort of job you were thinking." As if he really had any say on what it could have been. He wasn't doing anything in particular, it was either sit in the undercroft or loiter around outside when it was his turn. "I didn't mean to stare." He'd add after another moment, the human shifting his weight from one foot to another as he fidgeted with his pants. He probably should be going back to where he had come from, straying a little too far from the path he was set on. However, he was in no rush to go back to the dank undercroft, using this as a way to prolong the inevitable.

Stigr had been entirely displeased when he'd left the castle, called away on business that only he was capable of handling. His own small council had proved entirely useless, not in the least bit surprising, unfortunately. It was the life of a councilman, but he'd grown quite comfortable at Krovs, with a handful of people he genuinely enjoyed the company of, and the vampire had been less than happy to have to leave without notice to anyone. Thankfully, things had settled down by now and he was finally able to arrive back at the castle for what would hopefully prove to be a much longer stay this time around.

The vampire now stood in the main entryway of the castle, finishing up with instructions to one of the staff in regards to how he wanted things in his suite when Stigr's attention abruptly shifted. "If you have nothing better to do than stand there and stare, I'm quite happy to give you a job." He commented dryly, not even bothering to turn and face the man lingering there.

@krovscastlestarters

[julius-michaels]

Julius let himself blush, and started to act shy when he was told to show him right here. "You're......you're sure? You want me to show you right here? Isn't it a little public?" Looking around at their surroundings seeing no one was there, he nodded his head a little. "Ok....just to make you happy sir, I just really need that role you offered me. I mean....anything to make it to Hollywood." Getting down on his knees, Julius began to press his lips against the master's thigh and cock through his pants. He was eager to please, but also didn't want to rush things. Finally, Julius undid his pants and pulled them down just enough to nuzzle against his cock through his underwear.

Stigr typically didn't respond well to being pushed around, particularly when it was at the hands of a slave he didn't recognize. It was only the surprise of it that allowed the man to move him that far and the vampire's lip curled, revealing a flash of fang as he snarled. So easy to just rip this one apart, but then he spoke and Stigr forced himself to relax, taking a breath. Of course. One of those ridiculous spells going around. For now, Stigr decided to play along.

"Have you?" He asked, sounding doubtful of that. From what he'd heard, there weren't many 'good boys' in the Undercroft. "Mm. Why don't you show me right here?"