Winter Is Coming

The kiss tasted of them both and it only kept Gideon from going soft before he hummed at the whack. "Demanding tonight." He murmured, moving backwards and dragging Khion with by the hands as he turned in the other's arms before bending, ass pressing directly against the other as he looked over his shoulder. "Show me how much you missed me, love."

Khion didn't need to be told twice or even once. He removed what was necessary from his suit to free himself and positioned himself behind Gideon. He paused to admire the view, his crystal eyes glittering hungrily as he drank in the sight of the councilman bent over for his taking. He spat into his palm, wet himself, and kicked Gideon's legs further apart. He lined himself up, held base and hip, and pushed right into that tight, welcoming heat. "Fu-uuck." He groaned and his head fell forward. Khion paused and gripped Gideon's hips roughly allowing the waves of hot and cold wash over him until they both adjusted. He leaned over the moroi, kissing and then biting his shoulder. "Almost forgot how good you feel," he hummed, rocking his hips back and then forward as he built up into a steady pace.

Hunter had Khion right where he wanted him -- needy, writhing and pinned against a wall so he couldn't get away. The sharp talons that ripped through his clothing and dug into his skin had him hissing in both pain and pleasure, enjoying just how rough the pretty ice bird could be when he was needy. "Maybe I will.. maybe I won't.." he purred with a little smirk. He stopped his teasing for a moment, just to rid Khion of any clothing that was limiting his access to that tight, wet heat before Hunter freed his cock from the confines of his jeans. Hitching one of Khion's thighs up with one hand, the vampire lined up his cock with the other's cunt with his other hand, slowly pushing into the pamola's body as he let out a growl of pleasure against Khion's neck. "Not letting you cum just yet."

"Hunter," Khion growled the other's name, the sound half a groan when the younger finally entered him. That was some progress. Even if he was still right fucking there on the edge of release. His eyes flashed a glowing bright blue as he writhed against Hunter, urging him to fucking move. "Then get the fuck on with it, I can't take it any more."

The laugh that escaped Stigr turned into a low moan once the pamola started to roll his hips. "This date night is all about what you want, so, yes. If you want more sex, then I'm more than happy to provide."

"Then that's what I want and no teasing," Khion said, giving Stigr a stern look. "More importantly I'd like you to flip me over and take me because I'm tired of doing all the work here."

A low growl sounded from Stigr and he buried his face briefly against the younger man's neck. The truly annoying thing was that he'd very much brought this on himself. "Will you please let me cum now, sötnos? Preferably before I somehow die of blue balls."

"So dramatic," Khion let out a snort of laughter in between his panted breaths. He bounced a few more times on Stigr's cock, his movements more erratic as he neared his next orgasm. He finally relented when he hit his peak. "Oh, fuck! Go on, cum for me, Stigr."

The councilman bite back a smirk, picking up his shirt and sliding it on, his fingers making quick work of buttoning it. He strolled over to Khion and ducked down to press a kiss to his forehead, a soft laugh escaping the vampire. "You are gorgeous. But that was meant to be a punishment and rewarding you with sex would rather ruin the point." There was a little glimmer of amusement in Stigr's eyes as he stepped back and began to head toward the door. "I'll see you later, sötnos."

"You know what kind of punishment I meant," Khion grumbled, glowering at Stigr as he walked away again. "I'll get you back for this, Stiggy."

Stigr growled softly against Khion's throat, pressing his tongue to the blood that had welled up from the bite. For as much as he claimed to not like brats, he certainly was drawn to a number of them. The vampire moved a hand between them, wrapping around Khion's cock and stroking him slowly. "I'm fairly sure, Khion, that I had told you before that I don't beg." Though it was clear he was very near to doing so.

"Pretty please?" Khion breathed out, still grinding slow. He could feel he was close to getting what he wanted. "For me?"

Stigr noted the clear arousal and the look on Khion's face and raised an eyebrow at him. Normally, he would have just let it go and moved things along like the pamola would want, but he felt that maybe he should teach the younger man a little lesson this time. "Mm, no. I think that you've been punished enough for tonight." He patted him lightly on the cheek and put his hands on Khion's hips to shift him onto the other side of the couch. Stigr stood then and started to collect his clothes, calmly sliding his pants on and zipping them up.

Khion stared at Stigr's retreating back, his mouth agape. The absolute audacity. "So that's it? You're just leaving me high and dry for no good reason? I knew it. I knew you didn't love me." He brought the back of his hand to his forehead as he slumped back against the couch, letting out a loud, dramatic sigh. "You must think I'm ugly too."

"Oh, so you plan on just having sex for the rest of the night?" Stigr asked with a laugh of his own, his hand gliding up and down Khion's back in slow circles. He squinted for a second at the screen and made an almost disgusted noise. "It looks like one of those nonsense superhero films."

"Is that not what you planned when you invited me over?" Khion sat up, raising an eyebrow at Stigr as he slowly rolled his hips again in the councilman's lap.

Hearing the pamola whine and moan for him only encouraged Hunter to keep going, to keep teasing and pleasuring the pretty bird so that he would make more lovely noises for him. The vampire had no intention of letting him cum without playing with him a bit more. "Nuh-uh, not just yet, Khion," Hunter whispered softly against the ice bird's ear, his fingers still rubbing at the other's clit before dipping down to press inside him, curling against that little spot right inside the pamola. "How much do you need me to let you cum? I can keep this going all day, darling."

“So fucking badly, please,” Khion begged, practically whimpering. He writhed and arched up against Hunter’s hand. His nails turned to talons and broke the young vampire’s clothes and skin on his arm and shoulder. “Give it to me. Now.”

"You did." The vampire chuckled softly and squeezed Khion's hips, but didn't move the younger man off him. He settled back into the bed, his gaze flickering to the TV behind Khion. "...I have no idea what's going on in this movie."

Khion doubled over with a laugh, forehead on Stigr’s shoulder. “Guess we can just ignore it for the rest of the night. I have no idea what I put on.”

Stigr just let Khion use him for now, his hands falling to the pamola's hips to help him move as he continued to ride his cock. It was no surprise, unfortunately, that the younger man didn't allow him to cum again and the vampire made an impatient little sound. He buried his face against Khion's neck, the sharp bite to the skin hard enough to draw blood. "If I wasn't above sulking over this, I would storm right out of this room. You are being cruel." Stigr mumbled, recognizing the dramatic flair to his voice.

“You know… what you need… to do,” Khion panted continuing to bounce on the other’s dick. He cocked his head to the side to give Stigr better access to his throat, clearly enjoying the bite. “Beg me, Stiggy.” He was getting worn out and would probably only last one more — maybe two more — rounds.

Stigr tsked softly and shook his head as he watched Khion settle himself across his lap, the vampire not starting right away. Instead, he adjusted his legs a little underneath the pamola and slid a hand along his back. "You really can be such a brat." He drawled, but there was obvious exasperated fondness to Stigr's voice. He let silence settle between them for a few more seconds and then he brought his hand back and landed it hard on Khion's ass with an audible crack. The councilman didn't pause or give the younger man a moment, keeping up a consistent, hard round of swats. He didn't hit any one place, bringing his hand down against the tops of Khion's thighs every so often.

Khion let out sharp yelps and gasps as appropriate in response to each of Stigr’s smacks. Even as he flinched in his lap, the pamola grinned, his arousal evidently growing against the councilman’s thighs. He pushed himself up when Stigr finished, trying and failing to hide his amusement on his face. “Have I been thoroughly punished, Stiggy or do I need another lesson with your dick now?”

Gideon watched Khion shamelessly, the man always knowing what rhythm to hit right when he needed it before he groaned around his firm length and Gideon hissed, hand tightening in Khion's hair for just a moment as his hips rocked in time with the other's movements before Gideon felt that swell as he opened his eyes to find the other's looking right back at him still. "You're after a reward, darling... You may have it." He said quietly, jaw clenched before he felt himself let loose, emptying into the other's mouth, hand cupping his cheek as he pulsed stream after stream. "Such a good boy."

"Pretty perfect?" Stigr parroted, a teasing little smile playing around his lips as he gently squeezed Khion's hips before letting go. "Are you implying that there are things I could improve on to just be perfect?"

"Not at all, because I used the word perfect in there," Khion replied, grinning and giving Stigr a quick peck to his lips. "I added pretty as an extra compliment."