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Viktor softly cleared his throat seeing the extent of the scars now. "Both are still viable options the ritual just might have to be every 3-4 months instead," Viktor explained, using his eyes again to inspect the scars. His big hands gently holding onto Tate's forearms.

"Can I put my clothes back on now or do you need to see more?" he asked in a small voice, doing his best to keep his arm still in Viktor's grasp and not shake it off. "Will I not see the scars if we do the ritual and what does the ritual entail?" he asked.

"You can get dressed. You really only needed to take your shirt off but you stripped before I could say anything," Viktor replies, standing and slowly putting his back to Tate for some privacy. "The ritual has to be done during a full moon for the best results and I have a few things I need to gather but all I would need from you besides being there is your favorite body lotion to use," Viktor explained.

Tate nibbled his lip as he heard that the solutions were based on his forearm scars. Well that was no good, those were the least bad scars he had. So he steeled all his courage and started stripping off his clothes, repeating over and over that this was to help him, nothing else. He thought maybe that telling his story would help to distract him so he started to do just that. "I grew up in a cult. Never got a gentle touch in all the time that I remember, only punishments. Straps, strikes, burns, switches, even a cilice from time to time. I was made an example as the grandson of the leaders." He stopped stripping with just his briefs still off, every inch of his skin covered in layers and layers of scars, including a particularly bad set around his thigh from the cilice he'd been made to wear.

Viktor softly cleared his throat seeing the extent of the scars now. "Both are still viable options the ritual just might have to be every 3-4 months instead," Viktor explained, using his eyes again to inspect the scars. His big hands gently holding onto Tate's forearms.

Stiles moaned more and started humping Nicky's throat. "Mmm well now you can bite me all you want without killing me to easily," Stiles winked, running his hands through Nicky's hair. "Mmm should we be doing this or should you be getting ready for your concert tonight?"

"So can I get a backstage pass?" Stiles asked, ever the instigator and trouble maker. Stiles walked over and groped Nicky's ass cheeks before squatting and lapping at the singer's hole. "Mm you taste heavenly," He commented, spitting on Nicky's hole and rimming him for a while.

"We were that close. Wow, explains why I have a thing for being bitten," Stiles chuckled softly and winked at Nicky. He let out a deep moan at the stimulation and groaned, seeing Nicky kneeling in front of him. "Mm fuck. Dreamed about you like this, Nicky."

Stiles moaned more and started humping Nicky's throat. "Mmm well now you can bite me all you want without killing me to easily," Stiles winked, running his hands through Nicky's hair. "Mmm should we be doing this or should you be getting ready for your concert tonight?"

"Tell me something Nicky. Have we met in a past life?" Stiles asked, running his fingers lazily down Nicky's arms and sides while Stiles' pants fell to the ground, not being held up by anything now. "I try to protect those that need it or don't know they need it."

"We were that close. Wow, explains why I have a thing for being bitten," Stiles chuckled softly and winked at Nicky. He let out a deep moan at the stimulation and groaned, seeing Nicky kneeling in front of him. "Mm fuck. Dreamed about you like this, Nicky."

"Tell me something Nicky. Have we met in a past life?" Stiles asked, running his fingers lazily down Nicky's arms and sides while Stiles' pants fell to the ground, not being held up by anything now. "I try to protect those that need it or don't know they need it."

"So easily you would give yourself to a stranger you just met?" Stiles chuckled, tugging his jeans lower down his hips, exposing the base of his semi flaccid cock. "Do you offer yourself to all your fans, Nicky?" Stiles asked with a smirk. "I'm not a true alpha. Not like Scott. I don't know what I am besides a human alpha that has been possessed by a nogistune."

"Derek may have mentioned it at one point but I'm not a werewolf. I'm still questionably human so those things don't fully apply to me," Stiles responded before looking at the talisman around his neck. "You sure this isn't a cursed object to try and control me or something?" Stiles half teased with a raised brow.

"So easily you would give yourself to a stranger you just met?" Stiles chuckled, tugging his jeans lower down his hips, exposing the base of his semi flaccid cock. "Do you offer yourself to all your fans, Nicky?" Stiles asked with a smirk. "I'm not a true alpha. Not like Scott. I don't know what I am besides a human alpha that has been possessed by a nogistune."

"I will happily take any additional protections I can get," Stiles responded, walking to grab Nicky's bag and guitar that was rescued from the car wreck. "Here you are, and I don't know about taking a mate but I am always looking for a boyfriend," Stiles commented.

"Derek may have mentioned it at one point but I'm not a werewolf. I'm still questionably human so those things don't fully apply to me," Stiles responded before looking at the talisman around his neck. "You sure this isn't a cursed object to try and control me or something?" Stiles half teased with a raised brow.

Logan scoffed grinning. He did the same thing. He nudged him. " Come on...let's get back. Feel like sparrin' more?"

"Think the danger room is available to spar? Wouldn't wanna get yelled at again for sparring in the gym area and destroying the floor," Sebastion replied with a chuckle, patting Logan's shoulder.

"But you need to also romance your first boyfriend, Bucky," Peter commented and moaned, orgasming all over Steve's abs.

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