Bradley

"No, Harper, I want you to go bake me a fuckin' cake," Finn snapped. He'd long lost the shorts part of his whole patriotic bimbo or whatever outfit and look for today, the tight thing somewhere on the floor in his bedroom. He laid on his bed with heels and bikini on, blond wig a mess from getting fucked earlier, and his hand visible in the skimpy g-string as he worked himself over. He narrowed his eyes at Bradley. "The fuck d'you need an invitation for, is this your first fuckin' heat?" he growled at his roommate. He properly tore off the bikini bottoms, freeing his aching, pierced length. "Get your ass in 'ere and mount it."

The faerie couldn't help but chuckle at Finn's sharp sarcasm, entertained by the other's neediness... and the outfit he was donning. Well, what was left of it anyway. Bradley's eyes dropped to where the familiar's hand had slipped into his g-string, his own cock stirring at the sight of Finn desperately stroking his own throbbing, pierced length. Subconsciously, the faerie wet his lips as he moved towards the bed, quickly slipping off the boxers he'd been wearing. Despite the fact that Finn got dressed up in some really ridiculous shit, Bradley actually thought he looked fucking hot all messy and dishevelled in the heels and bikini. "No 'please'?" The faerie teased as he moved to straddle the familiar, reaching back to give the other's aching length a couple of strokes before pressing the pierced tip to his already-prepped hole. Bradley sank down onto it with a groan, closing his eyes as he let the other's cock slowly fill him, feeling every ridge of the metal piercings. "Fuck.."

"I was trying to get stupid shit done." The aswang grumbled, leaning down to bite hard at Bradley's neck, intent on leaving a bruise. His hips rocked impatiently against the younger man's, hands wandering down to take hold of his ass and squeeze before the impatience got the better of his desire to please and Gareth stepped away with a frustrated growl. "Lose the clothes and go and get on the bed."

Bradley opened his mouth to give Gareth a sassy reply, but couldn't even get the words out before he was cut off by the hard bite to his neck which just caused him to gasp and moan instead, his body pressing against his master's, feeling just how worked up Gareth was. At the instruction, the faerie didn't argue, stepping back to shed the clothes he was wearing, tossing them to one side as he climbed on the bed, getting on all fours. "How d'ya want me? Like this?" He asked with a little smirk, looking at Gareth over his shoulder. "C'mon, I can take it. Don't be gentle."

Unlike the other two residents of the suite, Bradley didn't experience heat and was actually able to function fairly normally.. unless he was entertaining one or both of them. The morning had been fairly quiet, so he opted to leave his room, bored at the sight of the walls that surrounded him. Gareth catching him off-guard was a bit of a surprise, but a welcome one, as his wrist was grasped and he was pulled into his boyfriend's firm form, a little smirk on his face as he looked at the aswang. "Nowhere, apparently. You held out longer than I thought you would."

It had been way too damn long since he'd used Bradley like this, almost forgetting how damn good the younger man could be for him. The aswang's grip remained tight in the faerie's dark curls as he continued to almost lazily fuck his mouth, not in much of a rush to cum down Bradley's throat just yet. He thrust up hard after a second and buried himself completely down the younger man's throat, staying like that until it seemed like the slave needed to breathe and then he pulled Bradley off his cock for now. "Touch yourself for me, babe."

There was nothing Bradley enjoyed more than letting his Gareth use him, taking every thrust of his boyfriend's hips and relaxing his throat as much as possible. When he was allowed to take a breath, he did, giving Gareth a little grin as he trailed his tongue along the underside of the aswang's wet, hard length. The faerie didn't need to be told twice, wrapping his hand around his own throbbing cock, slowly stroking himself as he worked Gareth's length with his tongue and mouth. "I love being yours," he whispered, soft and needy. "You need to use me more often."

There was a very smug expression on Gareth's face as he noted that Bradley seemed to be entirely ignoring his own pleasure at the moment, exactly how it should be. He used the grip that he had in the faerie's hair to guide him up and down at the pace that he wanted, a content noise escaping the master as he let his head drop onto the pillow. The aswang loosened his grip just enough to let Bradley come up for air, his hips twitching lightly at the feeling of the younger man's tongue against his cock. "A very good boy." He replied again with a chuckle, glancing down at Bradley as his boyfriend's lips wrapped around his length again, Gareth starting to thrust almost lazily up into that warmth.

The faerie didn't mind letting Gareth have control, a soft moan escaping around the other's length as his boyfriend gripped his curls and guided his head up and down his length. Bradley relaxed his throat, letting Gareth use him however he wanted to, thoroughly enjoying every second of it and hoping his master was too. Being called a 'good boy' again went straight to his cock, which throbbed, hard and leaking between his legs, but he still refused to touch himself. He could only imagine how powerful the orgasm would be once he finally allowed himself the pleasure. Bradley let his boyfriend take what he wanted, let him use his mouth however he wanted, his dark eyes holding Gareth's gaze.

The master laughed softly as he looked back up at Bradley, rolling his hips to try and get a bit more friction from the younger man's touch. "You've been feeling that needy for my attention, hm?" Though he clearly didn't mind the idea of being locked in a room with Bradley for however long the faerie wanted. His eyes slid shut a second later as the slave began to move his way down his body, the aswang reaching down to tangle his fingers loosely in Bradley's hair. A low moan sounded from Gareth and his fingers tightened briefly at the first touch of Bradley's mouth on his cock. "Good boy."

In truth, Bradley was always needy for Gareth's attention, and he didn't have any intention of letting it go anytime soon now that he had it. The faerie moaned softly around his boyfriend's cock as he felt Gareth's fingers tighten in his curls, taking the other's length deeper at the praise. His own dick was painfully hard, but he wasn't thinking about his own pleasure in that moment, dark eyes flickering upwards to meet Gareth's as he kept working the thick, wet length between his lips. The faerie slowly pulled back, running his tongue along the underside of his master's shaft before giving him a little smirk. "Call me that again," he murmured, working his hand up and down the aswang's cock before taking the hard flesh into the warm, wet heat of his mouth again.

The councilman's eyes narrowed when Bradley hooked a couple of his fingers into his waistband and used them to pull him closer, an action that normally would have resulted in Jinu taking an appendage for being bold or something equal in scale, but in this instance. The vampire enjoyed it so he made no such move. "Didn't say I don't want it, just said that I'm picky." he purred and made no attempt to hide his arousal when his crotch was given a little squeeze, his own hand darting out to return the action to Bradley's ass.

The faerie chuckled, knowing he was likely pushing buttons, but it had been a while since he'd been daring in any kind of way. Things had become so boring and bland lately, and he needed to spice things up in whatever way he could. "Good, then we're on the same page," he murmured softly, eyes flickering over Jinu's features, almost forgetting about where they were until he tuned into the sound of the raining falling on the fabric of the councilman's umbrella. "Right here in the rain, or should we find somewhere.. drier?"

Gareth let the younger man flip their positions for now, glancing up at him with clear amusement. He'd known that this was exactly where things were going to go when he walked into his boyfriend's room naked, so he was hardly going to complain. "Plan on keeping me all to yourself for the rest of the night, hm?" He asked, smirking, and rolled his hips up to get a little bit more of Bradley's touch.

Giving a little grin and softly biting at his lower lip as he looked down at Gareth, Bradley kept his strokes long and teasing, using his thumb to lightly rub of the sensitive head of his boyfriend's cock on every upstroke. "I think it's only fair, don't you?" He murmured before leaning down to kiss at Gareth's neck, nipping and licking at the skin as he moved down to his chest and went lower still, trailing his tongue along the delves of his boyfriend's hips until he reached his cock. The faerie enveloped the tip of Gareth's dick between his lips, sucking softly as he kept stroking, using his tongue to massage the sensitive, hard length.