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It has been a few hours since Barry had been hit with that spell. The one that had turned his entire body into an erogenous zone. He had not even realised its effects when it first hit him, but the moment his shoulder brushed against someone else’s on his way out of the castle, the electrifying feeling of pleasure arced through him and he moaned out loud, scaring the poor man away. 

The poltergeist’s face had turned red from both shame and pleasure before he all but ran and found a broom closet to hide in. It was really not much better because no matter what Barry did or how he tried to stay still, his body inadvertently would brush against itself and it would set the spell off again. Another loud moan later saw the lights in the closet flickering erratically as his magic went on to fling the door of the closet wide open.

“Help…” he croaked out to the person who was standing right outside. “I… I mean, hi!”

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The castle was weird. That’s the conclusion Noah had come to. He’d only been here a few days and now everyone was running around hitting each other with spells as if it was normal even if it was the furthest thing from that. He’d tried to avoid as many as he could but still he’d been hit by one that was setting his body on fire. He needed to find somewhere to hide before he threw himself at someone and did something he’d regret. 

What he hadn’t expected to find on his hunt for privacy was a broom closet that apparently had the worst electrical problems he’d ever seen. Raising an eyebrow at the whole scene until a voice caught him off guard. 

“Help and hi got two very different meanings. You doing alright in there?”

Magic Anon Effects: Charmingly Flirtatious + Power Bestowal (Telepathy)

Feeling pretty confident, Manny left Kris’ suite in search for some company. Apparently the spells he’d been hit with not only struck him in a particular mood but he soon discovered that he was hearing a lot more than normal. Took him a moment and an awkward encounter to figure out those extra sounds were the private thoughts of others nearby him. Actually wasn’t a bad spell, in his view. And he figured he could use it to his advantage, sort of almost like that one movie What Women Want. 

Taking advantage of the lovely spring day, he sat outside, watching people pass by until he finally caught someone he deemed an acceptable target. “Hey there,” he greeted the other as he approached, smiling warmly. “Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?” 

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Everyone appeared to be having almost too much fun with these damned spells. Running around and hitting anyone they could with them. Noah was still somewhat grumpy about his own predicament. Constantly pulling on the collar around his neck as every touch made his skin feel like it was alight. He didn’t think he’s been this hard in years. Being outside wasn’t helping, the spring breeze only aggravating when it should have been relaxing. 

His eyes landing on the stranger as he tried to ignore the sensations of his body. “That is horrifically cheesy, you know?”

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“Oh me too. Obnoxious, annoying, talks-to-much…got more than one slap for such things when I was much younger. If you find a decent tattoo artist for it, send him my way.” He chuckled, finishing pouring the tea and adding drops of both honey and cream before taking out both mugs - holding one out for the other to take and moving to sit down on the couch opposite him. 

“He was the one in the Bible who built the Ark and saved all the little animals from God’s entirely avoidable wrath.” Caspian lifted the mug to his lips, grinning over the rim of his cup. 

“Is this place a sex castle? That explains a lot, I suppose. I mean…” Caspian leaned back slightly, letting the unbuttoned shirt fall open. “I can stay like this if you’d prefer, Noah. Hell, I can even go back to being naked, really it’s your choice. What do you think is most appropriate for a sex castle?” The Lich watched with a sly grin, biting down his lower lip. 

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He took the mug with a small nod of thanks, the smell of the tea comforting him more than he thought it would. It had been a while since he’d tasted something good though thinking about it had been even longer since he’d had a proper meal. “Mine was always that I smiled too much, was too cocky. Though I guess you’d be hard-pressed to find a priest that likes having a headstrong kid laugh in their face. I’ll keep my eye out for one.”

Noah didn’t even attempt to hold back an eyeroll as he sipped from the tea, huffing slightly as he lowered the mug. “I always hated that story, God throwing a  temper tantrum but it’s okay because he let one man save the animals. Ridiculous.” Was never helped by the fact all eyes would turn to him when it was told. 

A laugh was pulled from the baku at that, a smirk taking over his features. “Do whatever you want, you ain’t too bad to look at though I’m sure you already know that.” His eyes drawn to the others lips for a moment before he turned back to his tea. “From my understanding the whole point of this place is for you vampires to fully indulge in your pleasures.”

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Caspian could feel the other’s gaze on him and while he might’ve minded it under other circumstances - there was a part, a very vain part of Caspian that enjoyed being stared at. He clucked his tongue against the side of his cheek as he finished filling the kettle and placing it over the flame, drumming his fingers against the counter top for only a moment before turning to look over the other. He was a handsome thing. Whoever had decided on a ‘gift’ at least had good taste. 

“I like to think I’m not an asshole but….” Caspian’s voice trailed off and he half-shrugged; “A real asshole would also probably deny it so I guess that’s going to have to be an opinion you make for yourself. But for what it’s worth, I feel like I’m more on the ‘obnoxious’ scale than the ‘asshole’ one. Which is worse, you think?” Caspian smiled brightly at the other, chuckling to himself with a roll of the eyes. 

At the other’s name, he raised a eyebrow and gave an approving nod. “A very good name. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Noah. I apologize for my…” He gestured to himself; “State, so to speak. I’ll finish getting dressed here in a moment.” Just then, the kettle began a low whistle and Caspian turned back to the stove - quickly pouring out mugs of a particularly aromatic blend. 

“Milk and honey?”

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Whilst the other was distracted making tea Noah let himself look around at the suite. Not at all surprised at the difference in quality to his own accommodations. A small part of him muttered that he’d always known vampires got to live the high life, he’d just never had to actually face that fact when he was hidden away in his corner of Ireland. 

“Hm depends I suppose.” He mused with a short shrug of his shoulders. “Some people who are obnoxious automatically become assholes, some don’t. Though I don’t think I can talk much if obnoxious is where you fall, I’ve been called that so many time that I should probably have it tattooed.”

The baku made himself comfortable, it seemed he was in immediate danger after all, leaning back further into the couch and eyeing the other man with a barely there smile. “A good name?” One eyebrow raising in curiosity. “Please, this is a sex castle. I’m surprised everyone isn’t walking around with their cock out every second of the say.” A chuckle accompanying his words. 

“Yes, thank you.”

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Caspian wasn’t typically one to shy away from nudity, not in the slightest but there was something to be said for having a potentially older vampire just walk into your abode but…that wasn’t this. He eyed the other for only a moment before turning and pulling the underwear up the length of his legs, trying to desperately remember if he had called for a slave to be brought to him. 

He was sure he had not. “Uh…wait, one moment.” Caspian held up a finger, quite literally scratching the back of his head as he moved to the door, calling down the hallway to the guard. “I…didn’t order anyone.” 

“He’s a gift!” 

Caspian turned back and eyed the man for a second. “From…who?” The guard had already turned and vanished down the stairs. Sighing, Caspian finally spun and looked the other up and down for a moment. “Uh…hi? I guess you’re a…housewarming present, I’m not quite sure. Uh…” He motioned to the couch; “Make yourself at home, I…” He knew how this could’ve potentially looked. 

“I promise I won’t lay a finger on you without your permission. Do you…have any clue why someone would…gift your companionship to me?” Caspian made his way over to wear the rest of his clothes were laid out, pulling on a button down shirt but not bothering to actually button it. He made his way over to his kitchen. “Care for some tea? I’m Caspian by the way.” 

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A gift. 

Noah nearly wanted to storm out of the room to talk to the guard himself at such a ridiculous claim. Nearly. 

Instead he huffed to himself and took the seat on the couch. Icy blue eyes never really leaving the other man. Mostly because he didn’t trust him as far as he could throw him but Noah wasn’t going to deny he was pretty nice to look at either. He could at least enjoy small pleasures in this place until he worked out how to get home. 

“Someone you wants to give you a hard time. Or maybe me one, you an asshole like all the horror stories I’ve been hearing down in the undercroft?” It was hard to tell how much of the slave gossip was true and fiction when the baku hadn’t actually had to deal with any of the vampires yet. Some of it seemed more ridiculous than anything else but he supposed only a certain type of person would choose to spend their money in a place like this. 

The offer of tea caught him off guard for a moment before he nodded somewhat dumbly in response. Well the guy wasn’t a complete dick he supposed. “Sure. Noah.”

Perfect Insanity: Muse will be on a quest to make out with the one person they know they shouldn’t. Anon can decide who that person is or leave it up to mun. Effect lasts for 24 hours.

"You are looking absolutely delectable right now, love."

Sensitivity: Muse’s whole body becomes an erogenous zone. Clothes and touch do not help. Effect lasts for 48 hours.

"Now this just isn't fucking fair."

   “I said speak when spoken too.”

   Truthfully, Eli hadn’t caught what the master wanted the first time around because he’d been ordered to keep his eyes to the ground. It was a losing situation no matter how you looked at it. So when the man grabbed his neck in a bruising grip, Eli couldn’t do anything to protest. He’d obviously done something wrong, but was unsure of exactly what it was he had done.

   “I’m sorry I can’t–”

   Before he could finish the sentence the man used his grip on his neck to throw him to the ground, causing Eli to catch himself on his wrist and yelp slightly. “Worthless.” And then the man was gone, leaving Eli to straighten himself up. He felt a shadow over him and he quickly muttered out, “I’m moving. I apologize.”

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If there was one thing Noah would proudly admit about himself it was that he wasn’t stupid. So seeing a master manhandle another slave was not a situation he was about to jump into. Even if it was pissing him off. Instead he just kept an eye on the scene. Finally stepping in once the vampire was gone and coming to help the other man

“You don’t need to apologise to me. Or anyone else, that fucker was rude as shit.” The baku leaning down to take a hold of the mans good arm and help him up. Eyes falling on the wrist the other had fallen onto. “You’ve probably sprained that, fell pretty hard.”

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It was far nicer than he had originally given the place credit for. Indeed, Caspian had lived in the finest places of all the world. He had kneeled under the murals of St. Peter, he had danced nights away under the chandeliers of Versailles, stretched out naked under the eye of Caravaggio. He had lived…even as dead as he was, he had lived. And yet this place…so filled with death and Caspian was finding so little to complain about. 

Water ran down the length of his body, steam rising as he breathed it in deep. If he was going to be hiding for a while - he could’ve picked worse places. Raising a hand, he turned the knob over and stepped out from under the hot spray. Striding into the rest of the suite, he grabbed a pair of underwear just as he heard the door open. He hadn’t exactly been expecting company. 

“Uh…hello? Can I help you?” 

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Noah was doing his damned best to avoid the so called masters of the castle. It wasn’t too hard to hide in corners and slip away from their eye line when there were so many others in the undercroft. He supposed he was lucky that at a first glance no one could tell what he was either. Maybe he could get away with passing as a human for a while before word got out and anyone began pursuing him too much. 

With the nifty little collars they’d clipped around his neck though he couldn’t access any luck and it all too soon ran out for him. Grumbling and resisting the urge to bite the guard that grabbed him and dragged him up to the suites. Shoving him through a door with little to no explanation as he looked around to try and get a handle of his surroundings. Light eyes widening at the sight before. Torn between his natural anger at the whole situation he was in but laughing at the man pathetically trying to cover himself. 

“I don’t know, can I? Don’t even know why they’ve brought me up here.”