Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
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Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 10, 2011 20:43:02 GMT -5
Wow, quite a selection. Reikas had never had mead before, he'd like to try that. He was most familiar with wines, but he wondered what mead was like. And Abby wasn't a drinker, why wasn't he surprised?
He snorted as Belial's speech cut out mid-sentence. He didn't stop caressing the skin of the mara's wing. "So what, I'd be the only one drinking? I'm not even that familiar with it, we'd all have no tolerance...I mean, I don't mind a night of drunken revelry, but we already mentioned we can't do much..." he smirked, pretending he didn't notice Abby's awkwardness. He wasn't familiar enough with the demon to try to ease him directly, so he was trying to let him know that he didn't need to be awkward. No one was going to call him out on it. And it wasn't going to ruin Reikas' night.
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Post by Abstynencja Adamczyk on Nov 10, 2011 21:02:07 GMT -5
The demon hadn’t thought it would be possible tonight, but he actually felt himself calming a bit. He wasn’t feeling as nervous as he had been before mentioning his lack of ever really drinking. Reikas hadn’t said it exactly, but he knew that for whatever reason the other demon had, he was subtly trying to make him less awkward. At least, he thought that’s what the happiness demon meant. He thought that they would have drunken more than he had. He assumed so because Belial seemed to have a wide selection to choose from and Reikas had asked his questions with ease about what the mara had. He smiled before looking down, trying not to show it. He hadn’t smiled once tonight since everything started.
Noticing that Belial seemed to be getting worked up over something, Abstynencja felt the slight frustration coming directly from the mara. He leaned forward a bit, watching exactly what Reikas was doing. Huh. He hadn’t thought that Belial’s wings would be a sensitive spot. Maybe it was because he didn’t know many of the spots people would squirm at, but he hadn’t thought that Belial’s wings would be one. Belial had told him that he wasn’t able to fly and that he’d broken his wings when he fell to the earth. He sat back again and looked at the mara better. Belial mentioned smoking things instead and he shook his head. “You shouldn’t smoke tonight. You didn’t sound too good.” He was now staring at the mara’s wings with mild interest. Was he able to make Belial squirm as Reikas was doing? Or was that something only for Reikas to do since they were a couple? He wondered if the happiness demon would be miffed if he tried to copy his actions.
Running his fingers slowly up Belial’s sides, his nails dragging softly against his shirt, he came up behind his shoulder and came to his wings. He’d never really gotten to touch the appendages before. “Drinking can’t be that bad. It’s better than smoking things, right?” if he were to consume substances tonight, he’d prefer alcohol than drugs. He prided himself on the fact that he didn’t cave in to drugs. If he wanted to be a proper teacher and not a hypocrite when he took drugs from students, then that means he couldn’t smoke the stuff. But he never had to take alcohol away from students before.
Remembering his slight exploring he’d done, he reached up and ran his fingers along Belial’s cheek, his touch running along the mara’s ear where he’d found out exactly how to torment that part of his body. “So, what should we do?” Turning to face Belial a bit more, he sat up on his leg and leaned in toward the ear. Nipping it slightly, he then closed his eyes and rested against the man for a moment. As long as Belial wasn’t getting any release from the teasing, he could feed perfectly fine from the mara.
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Belial Bane
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Nightmare (Mara) Demon
I'm an addict
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Post by Belial Bane on Nov 10, 2011 21:29:18 GMT -5
There was a word for what these two men were doing to Belial, and it was called 'unfair'. Of all the things they were doing, why did they do it to him? The mara knew he was the most likely to cave in to such teasing and wonderful touching and he'd most likely be the one to jump either of them if this continued. He could barely think let alone speak right now and a small gasp escaped his lips when Abby seemed to join in the teasing even more with his ear. He had to say something though, anything to respond to both the men as it was only polite; and Belial was nothing if not polite. "I-I'll drink... If you two do." He finally managed to blurt out with a strangely alluring tone. He had given in to the fact that neither of them were going to stop; so he might as well show that he enjoyed it, letting his whole body shiver with a sense of excitement. However, this mara was no going to go down without a fight, not yet and with a slight smirk one hand found the back of Reikas' neck, stroking it gently, the other to the same spot on Abby. He wondered if either of the men would tell him off, or if it would just spur their assault on more. Perhaps he might get stroked and bitten in other places too. Oh the images in his head.
Belial made another one of his strange yet pleasurable noises and his wings lent into both men a little more. If they were going to drink he would have to get up eventually wouldn't he? But how on earth could he drag himself away from such beautiful touch; a touch that could become so much more with just a little more time. Hopefully they would make the upstairs boys jealous again, and that would serve them right for being so damn annoying. "You two are going to exploit my weaknesses aren't you?" He half laughed, trying to make light of a situation he was currently trapped in, and secretly enjoying a little too much. "Not that I'd complain if you wanna touch me all night~" He purred again, his whole body tensing for one second as if one of them had touched a weak spot, but he wasn't going to let on which one it was. Sudden images of a mara sandwich flooded the little winged beasts mind and suddenly he began to wonder just why on earth he had never decided two at one time might be a wonderful idea. Surely, this man hadn't lived until he had ended up in this city by accident.
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Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
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Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 10, 2011 21:48:28 GMT -5
Reikas felt Belial's pleasure and heard his gasp before he realized what Abby was doing. For a moment he was confused until he looked past the Belial's face at Abby and realized that the other demon was diving into their host even more relentlessly than he. Well all right then, if it was going to be like that...Belial didn't seem to be complaining. In fact, his voice had changed significantly, the new tone bringing with it sweet, lustful memories of the past.
"Mmmm..." His shoulders relaxed as Belial's fingers found their way to the back of his neck and he tilted his head slightly forward, a shiver tracing down his spine in anticipation. He'd missed Belial very very much indeed.
"I think we've found a better and a more immediate alternative to drinks," he said with a grin. He reached across himself again with his free hand to slip his fingertips again under Belial's shirt and up the bare skin of his side. With the mara's arm occupied, he had free access to all that delicious body. He shifted closer to Belial as well, slipping his right hand inside the rib of the wing to play with the feathers there. His eyes traced a path around the room, then settled on the cloth bag near the door, and he grinned, a thrill of excitement striking his stomach like a lightning bolt.
"I brought us lube, by the way," he informed the room quietly in a deeper tone of his own. "Even if we can't go all the way, that doesn't mean we can't use it for, oh, I don't know...massages. And it's flavored. And..." he turned back to Belial, leaning in to kiss his jaw and almost kissing his lips instead, wondering if that honor would go to him or to Abstynencja first, "...I've brought four pairs of handcuffs." He didn't yet mention the body tape. That might need to be explained, and he wasn't going to bother with it yet. For now, he'd just let it sink in that he had brought enough restraints for one man to at the same time torment two others. Or, if Abby was creative, leave Belial and Reikas naked on opposite sides of the flat all night. But he doubted that would happen. Abby didn't give off the impression of being quite that cruel. Reikas just had a sick sick mind.
He ran his tongue along Belial's jaw, the taste of the mara familiar and soothing.
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Post by Abstynencja Adamczyk on Nov 10, 2011 22:06:47 GMT -5
Abby ignored what Belial had said about drinking. He felt the sexual feelings rising in the mara, taking away from him as they did so. He wondered how long it would take before Belial would feel the frustration from their teasing. He may be an abstinence demon, but Belial had shown him the door and given him the key. He may still be a socially awkward, emotionally sauntered being, but that didn’t mean that he hadn’t found intercourse pleasurable. If Reikas thought that the abstinence part was going to stop him, then he was wrong. If things were going to escalate to the sexual part, then he wasn’t going to get a headache for nothing.
He felt Belial’s hand on the back of his neck but didn’t take notice of it. Instead, he moved closer to the mara, his hands not sure where to rest while he ran his tongue along the outside of the cartilage before darting inside. This was about the only thing he knew how to do that would torment Belial. Should he mention the frustration part? He didn’t know whether or not to bring it up. Would Reikas automatically want to torment the mara for a long period of time or would he move into satisfying the mara?
Hands travelling down as he continued to slowly assault his ear, Abstynencja’s fingers traced over his sides, slipping under the shirt tentatively and then freezing as Reikas mentioned what he’d brought. Abby knew what all the items were, he was 391 and he taught sex-ed classes to teenagers. But what would you need flavoured lube for? The gel was meant to make intercourse less painful. And when you—he didn’t want to think of the word—you didn’t need any lube. You lubed it naturally. So why would you ever need such a thing?
His fingers resumed roaming Belial’s body, his knuckles running down Belial’s spine before his hand met Reikas’. Stopping again, not sure how to react, he swallowed and hoped it wouldn’t stop anything. He’d never done this before with two people. He had no idea how it worked with three people.
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Belial Bane
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Nightmare (Mara) Demon
I'm an addict
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Post by Belial Bane on Nov 10, 2011 22:32:21 GMT -5
It was tragic to the mara just how pinned down he was by his own wings, and right now he hated them like a traitor, as if they a third person taking part in his torment. Belial was being touched more and as much as he enjoyed it, he still wanted more; his craving for fear making all other addictions feel twice as needy. This rarely happened to him, the want for fear was still so great, but apparently his body craved more touch than sustaining his health by 'food' and he growled a little. He wasn't himself today, but he wasn't anyone else either, still the same mara, only with slightly worse habits. He barely listened to Reikas until he mentioned the word 'lube' and that seemed to catch his attention for a minute before both men seemed to touch him too intimately at the same time. A tongue in his ear and he was almost kissed, and although he wanted to turn to make it a full kiss, his body seemed to stop him and he gave a very frustrated moan devilishly without caring. These two were enjoying this a little too much and there was nothing the mara could do back to make them feel his pain, not in this position. How could he let them get away with this so easily? His wings shifted slightly, and his whole torso twitched as he felt new fingers trace along his side.
"Merde!" He swore, slipping into a tongue he hadn't used in a while, which he only seemed to do more recently since he was getting molested. One person touching him was hard enough to control, two people, Belial didn't know how long he could go without not only needing but wanting to just jump both men. Addicts were not so easily tamed when it came down to it, and the mara was frustrated enough just from a few minutes of simple touches; he could barely imagine what it would be like if Reikas taught Abby just were his weak spots were. Reikas may have brought restraints but the mara was no longer sure if they would hold him. It was especially hard now because he could feel just how much the other two were getting into this, torturing him, molesting him, perhaps even wanting him now too. Then he felt a slight hint of nerves, and looking down only a little he could feel the two men touching hands underneath his jumper before he felt a hot tongue against his jaw. If these two started at it he wouldn't complain, it would take a little of the heat off him.
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Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
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Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 10, 2011 23:10:11 GMT -5
Reikas grinned darkly as he heard Belial hiss something foreign. Oh how he'd missed making love to Europe. Maybe he'd start a tally of how many languages he could get Belial to speak in. Maybe he'd make it a competition.
He was amused at how both men seemed to perk up at the mention of his bag of tricks. Oh yes, there would be smooth-gliding fun tonight...And lots of it.
He didn't even realize what Abby was doing until he felt a hand bump his. Finished with the mara's face, his attention was immediately attracted to Abstynencja. He leaned forward and quirked an eyebrow slightly at him in an unspoken question. He could see the uncertainty in the demon's face, and, feeling cheeky, ran his fingertips up the back of Abby's hand to his wrist to test the waters before leaving it and raising his hand to the mara's chest. He abandoned Belial's wing with his right arm and instead uncrossed it and reached his elbow behind the couch, resting it there and burying his fingers in Belial's hair. He leaned forward and pressed a shameless, hot, open-mouthed kiss to Belial's lips, flattening his palm against the mara's chest completely, his hungry tongue seeking the taste it had gone without for far too long.
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Post by Abstynencja Adamczyk on Nov 10, 2011 23:23:30 GMT -5
Abstynencja hadn’t exactly perked up at the mention of the bag, more like he had no idea how to respond to this new piece of knowledge. It pushed him further on edge as Reikas seemed to stop what he was doing to Belial the moment his hand touched the other demon’s. He stopped what he was doing to Belial’s ears and looked at Reikas, swallowing hard. What was he looking at? What did his eye quirk mean? Did it mean anything? Was he asking him something? Abstynencja’s heartbeat picked up a little as he started to breathe faster.
He felt the gentle fingers running up the back of his hand as if he was asking him something he’d no idea the question to. He watched as Reikas moved himself to kiss Belial so openly. He had no idea what had just happened. They were teasing Belial, he could feel the frustration leaving the mara’s body and he swallowed it with joy. And then he had touched Reikas and was now at a loss for what to do next. He couldn’t just get in Reikas’ way. It would be completely awkward. He sat beside the two, his head tilted slightly as if asking what he should be doing. What was he supposed to do?
Feeling nervous again, he looked down, unsure of himself. They were going to be engaging in something really soon and he had no idea how this worked between three men. He bit his lip and tried to verbalize his confusion but it only came out in small muffled sounds. Pulling himself back a bit, revelling in the comforting and protective wing still relatively around him, he wondered what to do. It was making him frustrated that he had no idea what to do. It wasn’t like him to be spontaneous, this wasn’t going to work if he had to act on his own. He needed a little help here if they didn’t mind slowing the train so he could match its pace and jump on.
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Belial Bane
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Nightmare (Mara) Demon
I'm an addict
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Post by Belial Bane on Nov 10, 2011 23:37:36 GMT -5
The mara felt like a caged animal, and unfortunately for everyone evolved, he knew he might start to act like one too. For a few seconds Belial hoped that Reikas' attention might falter away from him to Abby, but it all seemed lost as the hand on his wing moved onto the back of his neck. If the demon so chose to, he could render the mara still for some time with just one grip of his neck, like the scruff of some wild and unruly cat that needed to be held down. The whole surface of his skin felt more sensitive than it had ever been, like he was completely new to everything once again and these two had found him. Curse this, curse his hunger and curse these two men. Belial had started to wonder why he had them here in the first place if they were just going to tease him; but then again, he'd brought this on himself by wanting to feed both the men at the same time, though initially he'd wanted Reikas to be the one being teased and frustrated. Today he wasn't going to be selfish though... or at least try to be that way.
The kiss was what did it though. That shameless, open mouthed kiss that caused Belial to make an equally as shameless noise into it. Why should he hide just how much he was both enjoying and hating this. This pure lust-fulness was however interrupted by a shot of nerves, which didn't go away quickly. Belial couldn't have any of that, and although his kiss towards Reikas was passionate, his hands and wings were somewhat distracted. Abby seemed to have retreated into a wing, so it was the perfect limb for bringing him closer, slightly off his feathers so his hand could slip down off the sofa and onto the more shy demon's back. He obviously wanted to go a little slower, and trying to concentrate as best he could with Reikas (the master of distraction for the mara) he traced lines along Abby's back gently, trying to take note of any places that he enjoyed more than others.
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Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
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Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 10, 2011 23:52:18 GMT -5
Reikas was actually pressing Belial into the couch with that hand on his chest, shifting closer and closer as if he could drive the mara down into his back. It was a very reflexive and practiced move of his, usually used to get a girl underneath him in the same position. He broke it though after a few moments, perhaps prematurely. He hadn't forgotten that they were here to tease, not go all the way. He breathed a few moments, reopening his eyes and looking at the mara, then turned to see how Abby was doing.
Not well. He'd pulled away, though Belial was trying to bring him back. Too far, Reikas. Too far. He exhaled shortly and grinned, sitting back onto the couch for a regroup. He brought he hand in Belial's hair back to himself and ran it through his own, pushing it away from his forehead. He brought the hand on Belial's chest down his his stomach and left it there.
"You know what you should do Belial," he said, letting Belial try to coerce Abby back into the fray. "You should get that shirt off." He reached up and fumbled with the top button of his own shirt and pulled the collar open a little more. "And Absynencja, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You're Belial's, you're not mine, I'll keep my hands to myself, promise." He winked to show Abby he meant no harm. "If you change your mind though..."
After all, abstinence demon or not, Abstynencja was still an attractive man.
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Post by Abstynencja Adamczyk on Nov 11, 2011 0:02:08 GMT -5
Feeling the hand on his back and the wing pulling him closer, he wasn’t sure if this was going exactly as if it was supposed to. He didn’t even think that this night even had a plan. Belial had invited Reikas over to help feed Abby and then they were all supposed to feed? He wasn’t sure. Somehow, they had gotten to some sort of make-out session; Abby wasn’t sure what you would call it exactly. Closing his eyes, Belial’s hand felt soothing against his back and he wondered where his sensitive spots were. Belial seemed to have them all over the place and Abstynencja assumed that Reikas would have his own as well. But Abby had never bothered about such a thing. He had no idea where to start to look for his.
As Reikas pulled away from Belial, he wondered if he was the cause of it. He had to have been, he was a length-blocker and there was nothing he could do about it. It’s what his species was meant for. Mesmerized for a moment, Abby watched Reikas’ hand as it ran through his hair. Looking where Reikas was addressing his attention, he looked to the shirt in question. But it was a nice shirt. Oh wait, it would have to come off, that’s right. Oops.
Watching as Reikas started to pull off his own shirt, Abby started to panic whether he should as well. Scare him? Reikas hadn’t scared him. Pouting slightly, he decided that he needed to change things here. If he didn't, then it would be like this the entire night. Leaning forward he latched his lips onto the happiness demon’s and decided to press further. His tongue licked Reikas’ lips asking for entrance as his hands roamed downwards, no idea where they were headed.
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Belial Bane
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Post by Belial Bane on Nov 11, 2011 0:14:59 GMT -5
The pressing on his chest didn't go unnoticed, and although any other time he would have relented sooner, before he could it was released again as if he was being teased even more so just as he thought he was getting somewhere and the frustration showed in his expression and in his breathing. It was fast after the kiss broke, and somewhat jagged, the slight wheeze making it's appearance every now and then but it was hard to hear over Belial's noises of blatant pleasure mixed with the pain of it going away again. Though distracted, his hand still absentmindedly played circles over Abby's back, still trying to work out places that might cause the man to squirm. However, it didn't last long, and like a slave to his commandments off Reikas the mara went to start removing his top, going for the sleeves first rather clumsily. There was no way he'd be able to get it over his wings, but his torso and arms could be free and he could just leave it handing off the wing joints without caring. It would guard against touch that way.
It was then when Belial was half way to pulling it over his head when Abby distracted him with the most sudden of movements. Suddenly his two companions were kissing, and worse still, they were both leaning over him to do it. What a sight it was though, and if Belial's trousers didn't already feel really rather tight, they felt more so now. He couldn't help but stare, and for once he cursed rather quietly, having both his hands distracted by his damn jumper. He wanted to touch them both and right now he was a little tied up and panicking slightly he tried to get it over his head, and then it was done, hanging on the thinnest part of his wings. He could sit back and relax now, and without realising it his hand was on his own trousers, trying to secretly tease himself without the other two noticing. He wasn't going to relieve himself in anyway; on the contrary, if it meant more intimacy between these two he would frustrate himself all night.
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Reikas Esterion
Slave
Happiness Demon
What makes you truly happy...?
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Post by Reikas Esterion on Nov 11, 2011 0:48:41 GMT -5
Reikas was still catching his breath from the passionate kiss with Belial and watching Abby when it happened. He watched the fear and then the slight disappointed anger cross the demon's face, but Abstynencja gave no indication of what would happen next. What a poker face. He started to lean back to give the demon free reign of Belial as he assumed Abby wanted now, but apparently it wasn't Belial whose attention Abstynencja demanded. It was his own.
The taste of Belial hadn't even faded from his lips and suddenly it was replaced with something new and unfamiliar. Well, he wasn't about to leave this brave soul hanging! He leaned forward into the kiss and allowed his lips to part for the demon, accepting and welcoming his advances. He closed his eyes and raised a hand to cup Abby's cheek, deciding on something softer for their first kiss. It was clear from the demon's expressions and body language that he was struggling with what to do, so Reikas would be gentle. He always tried to be gentle the first time.
He found Abby's tongue with his own and glided along it, realizing vaguely that he was giving Belial a show. If he was into that sort of thing. If he was, well...Reikas would make sure it was a show indeed. In fact, if Abby was willing to hold on for the ride, Reikas might just try to make Belial the most jealous mara this planet had ever seen.
He slipped his hand around the back of Abby's head and into his hair to keep him there, lightly massaging his scalp as he had Belial's moments before. He hoped that the demon would be receptive. He hadn't gotten a chance to really explain to Abby how he worked or that he could trust Reikas to stay in control. He hadn't even told Abby that he was a slave. He didn't know if Abby himself was a slave...
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Post by Abstynencja Adamczyk on Nov 11, 2011 12:13:09 GMT -5
Fade to black lol Continued in other board
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