SOLDIER

“Not dumb, I don’t really believe that things are dumb, it just means you have a lack of experience. From what I’ve been told it’s rare to have a dragon in the cells here, now I can see why” she admitted. “Max…Max” she mused, rolling the name off her tongue, still getting herself used to the names of the two legged. “I am, though that’s not the best way to say it, but you’re one of the ones who can at least nearly pronounce it” she said softly, trying to be a little more cheerful and running with Violets advice. “Thank you for this”

The dragon nodded “No I know, it just made me hit a realization on the life I’m currently reviewing…” she sighed, her body almost seeming duller with color, she was pale, looked like she hadn’t seen the sun in forever. It seemed that what was happening to her dragon form was starting to filter through to her human. “It’s complicated, it’s a…Different kind of interaction” she tried, not wanting to bore him with the details of how digging her feet and claws into the flesh of the Earth and forest made her feel all of the nature, made her heal and photosynthesize all at once. At least species experts were correct in their notes that all dragons were different and unique as an ancient race. She wondered how her forest was surviving without her to help regenerate the trees and plants, or if it had simply been burned to the ground in one of the various wars, in a tragic reality there probably wasn’t a home to go back to. At his command the slave wasn’t one to fight and took his hand, she’d been used and abused by enough Masters and Mistresses for her pretty face that she had found the fight leaving with her sanity. “Forgive me sir, I have misplaced your name”

All the vampire could offer was some sunlight and interactions with the trees. Removing a brand was far beyond his influence. He had a feeling he was over simplifying what a dragon’s connection to her domain would be. “Of course it would be, that was a dumb thing to say,” Max replied. It wasn’t something he had researched on, most of his life as a soldier just involved fighting things, the implications hadn’t been clear at the time. Now he could see what effect it would have on a creature. Max was surprised that she took his hand so easily but he would take care of her while he could. “That’s okay, I’m not sure I ever gave it to you. It’s Max,” he answered. “And you’re Bonnesar, right?” he asked, knowing he probably mispronounced it. While he had her hand, he led them through the Chateau and out into the night air. Thinking better of driving and confining her again, he continued walking, keeping her by his side.

Again he coughed slightly on the first couple of thrusts but he found a rhythm, swallowing when necessary, breathe when you can. His cock throbbed almost painfully as Max’s cock worked in and out of his mouth, eyes watering even though they kept looking up. Completely lost in the moment, he couldn’t help but moan slightly in response to the vampire’s words. Maybe they really would think he was under the other’s spell, since in a sense he was – it just wasn’t related to whatever abilities Max might have.

It was Max’s pleasure that set his own off – like he’d suspected, it wasn’t your typical orgasm and his cock was still hard and throbbing at the end of it but it was a crashing wave of pleasure and he got a little hazy in the eyes because of it. His lungs burned with the vampire’s cock still down his throat but Austin swallowed obediently around it, trusting Max with control of his airflow and maybe a little delirious in enjoyment of the control he’d given the vampire.

As Max came back to himself, he released the grip on Austin’s hair enough that the chimera should have been able to breathe again. He could hear murmurs from the crowd that surrounded them, calling Austin ‘pathetic’ and ‘whore’ from the way he had found release without Max needing to touch him. The vampire wanted to lash out and growl at them but his gaze stayed on the slave at his feet, looking at the mess he had made. “What a perfect little show you put on. Did you like that?” he asked, kneeling down to so they could be face to face. 

She was so worked up, a thin sheen of sweat was building on her pale skin, causing her fiery hair to start sticking to her face. But all of her attention was so centered on Max’s movements against her that she couldn’t be bothered to push it away. “I could try, but I had to disap—“ She cut herself off, crying out as his fingers slipped inside her, fucking her harder than his tongue had been teasing her. Her head nodded eagerly, a mix of her thanks and his name spilling out in a jumbled mess as her resolve finally snapped and she fell apart on his fingers and against his mouth.

The dragon looked saddened at his use of the word ‘were’, it hit her deep inside and a noise escaped her for it “I suppose I was a forest dragon…Now I’m just a stupid flesh sack” she mumbled, looking to the floor before taking a breath to collect herself, her fists balling “It’d be nice to see greenery, even if I cannot interact with it. So I would like that” she gave in, it was the best offer she’d get.

Max knew it was the wrong word to use given the pained expression. “I meant you still are. Just that I was trying to remember correctly.” The vampire shook his head, he wasn’t meant to look like a bleeding heart for the slaves. It was hard when the woman looked so sad with her big eyes. He muttered a few words to a guard to get him to unlock the cage door for Bonnesar to get out. “Depends on how you want to interact with it. We can go hiking, or some shit.” It had been a while since he had done anything like that, considering he wasn’t a soldier anymore. “Come on,” he urged, holding his hand out to her.

He coughed slightly in response to the reflexive bucking of Max’s hips, swallowing again and not trying to hide the way it made his eyes water. There was still need in them, however and he couldn’t help a soft whimper in response to the murmured question. Honestly, he thought maybe he could cum just from this. It probably wouldn’t be all that strong without more stimulation but he was definitely on the verge of some kind of release.

Austin didn’t fight as Max started thrusting, fingers still curled tightly into his palms as the vampire’s cock abused his throat. God help him, he did like it though - even the vague feeling of eyes on them, despite his eyes being glued to Max’s. At least, when he could keep them open. Working his tongue against the other’s cock as best he could even though he was in control of the motions, Austin tried to show him how hungry he was to taste Max’s release.

Max was unable to tear his eyes away from the chimera on his knees, enjoying the way he looked with his eyes watering and lips stretched around his length. Others might have been watching but this was all for him. “Fuck,” he groaned, realising that it might be true. It was something he would keep in mind, curious to how far he could push it just to see if it would make Austin cum for him. The thought alone made him thrust into his mouth, wanting to fuck his mouth just to see if it would happen. 

His eyes softened a little, only for Max’s viewing (he hoped), and certainly only remaining on Max’s face as they got closer when the vampire’s cock slipped past his lips. His hands were bunched up in fists where they were tied above his head but that was more about focus than anything else. It was a little difficult to keep up the defiant act when Max was carefully pressing him down on his cock. Reflexively, he swallowed and couldn’t help but suck – eyes still up on Max.

Maybe they’d have to call it an effect the vampire had on him. They had that compulsion shit didn’t they? Maybe Max could lie and tell them he’d used a little of it. He didn’t much care anymore, groaning around the other’s cock at the jab – his own twitching slightly with need. Wanting Max was jamming up the rest of the signals in his brain by this point and he tried to keep his throat relaxed when he felt the vampire’s cock approach it. That always was easier with his hands clenched.

Max hoped that Austin only focused on him. He was going to be saying and doing things he wouldn’t normally and it was all for show. He tightened the rope around his fist, easily keeping the chimera’s hands up above him. It was another bit of control he could take without hurting Austin too badly. As his cock slipped past his lips, he groaned at the feeling. Even if Austin was meant to be pretending that he wasn’t enjoying it, it felt like he did. He knew exactly how to take him in and make the vampire feel weak at the knees. 

The dragon made some soft noises to herself, her emerald eyes finding the Master when he spoke “Not as such, being stuck like this isn’t doing me any good” she explained “But you shouldn’t be concerned, I did this to myself as guards so kindly like to remind me”

Loud, keening whimpers continued to escape her, hardly having any level of shame in getting even a taste of what she wanted. As frustrated as she was with his teasing, she couldn’t help but delight in getting to indulge for so long, for letting herself get so worked up that she could let a lot of the world and its realities fade away from her. She could let go from her laser focus on getting to her ultimate goal of being back in the good graces of the supernaturals in the city and just be drowning in feeling. Her back arched up as she felt the warm blood smearing across her skin. “Sir, I–” she gasped softly. “Fuck, I’m so close. Will you let me cum, sir? Please?”

Bonnesar had found herself losing sanity in not being able to shift back to her dragon form, the very lack of sanity making her pace in her cell, so much so that her feet were near cracked and bloody, her emerald eyes flickered over to the bars of her cell when she noted another watching her “Can I help?” she asked as she continued to pace.

@mastermaxbarton

Under the guise of keeping up appearances, the vampire decided to return to the chateau to check out some of the slaves. He found a familiar woman he had spoken to once before, noticing how tense she seemed. “I was going to ask you the same thing,” Max answered, resting a hand on the bars of the cell. The girl looked like she was about to lose her mind. Strangely, it reminded him of seeing Austin in the cage for the first time. “You alright?” he asked, speaking softly enough that the guards wouldn’t overhear him. 

She whimpered as his grip tightened on her, the sharp, pricking sting of her open wound intensifying—but it was exactly in the way she wanted. Likewise, his mouth returned to only intensify her climb towards her orgasm, her hips futilely writhing against his hold. There wasn’t much she could do, powered down as she was, but her nails still clawed at him, desperate to get even more friction to send her over the edge while he continued to tease her.

He couldn’t quite look away from Max’s eyes. The slave could only hope that it wasn’t thought of as odd, or that if someone did notice it, they were too stupid to see any familiarity beyond a Master and slave who had met before. Austin lifted his arms, allowing a hint of defiance to set on his face as Max tied his hands together. 

With a heated look he figured the guards would interpret as anger but that hopefully Max would realise was his approval, Austin opened his mouth. He could hear the occasional whisper in the background, not sure if it was guards or slaves but the embarrassment of being watched as he was ‘forced’ to submit only made his cock harder. At least with Max it was more enjoyable.

They only had eyes for each other even when surrounded by people which was where he wanted Austin’s eyes. With the length of rope, he bound together the chimera’s hands and wrists. They were tight enough to keep Austin in place but he wouldn’t be able to pull them apart of put his hands down properly which was what he wanted. “You look so pretty like this,” the vampire hummed, inspecting his handy work. There was a flash of desire in his eyes, knowing just how good Austin looked tied up for him. “I’ll definitely have to take you home and play with you.”

“I guess . It would also be weird to write poetry on the back of a family photo,” He joked slightly. He’d go for maybe a notebook, but hadn’t really thought of asking someone for one. “Huh?” He tilted his head, a little confused. “What do you mean, what would I have to write about?” Harley laughed. “What, do you think I didn’t have a life or experiences before being dropped here? Kind of a silly question, I’ve got plenty of things to write about.”

“You could probably use a notebook instead,” Max said with a shrug. The vampire knew that slaves didn’t get to keep much unless it was given to them. “I assume everyone does have a life outside of this place. I did as well,” he countered. “It doesn’t really inspire creativity though but props to you for being able to create something.” If he was in the same situation, Max wouldn’t be able to write something. He couldn’t even write something when he was in a good place. “So what where you writing about?” Max asked, moving to sit on his ass, folding his legs under him.

He grit his teeth, embarrassed that the teasing made his cock twitch. Austin was both enjoying himself and yet intensely aware that he would really need the aftercare after this. The chimera wasn’t used to trusting someone enough to go along with it, so they were broaching new territory.

His desire to actually contribute, wanting this when in the past he’d been uncomfortably turned on regardless of his desires, was made startlingly clear when he realised he would happily lean into the idea of having his hands tied behind his back.

Austin licked his bottom lip, wondering just how well Max could read his face. Still, he reached out to ease the vampire’s zip down, looking up at him as he just as slowly freed the other’s cock from his pants. Maybe he was trying to goad the Master a little.

If they hadn’t spoken about this before, Max would have felt more terrible than he did. It still wasn’t a great feeling, knowing that he was exposing Austin like this for many people to see. While the vouyeristic aspect was something that the vampire enjoyed, he knew it was humiliating for Austin but he would take care of him when it was over. He hoped it was a comfort for the chimera like it was for him. 

There was something in Austin’s eyes that made him huff out a laugh. Of course he would enjoy it, much like Max would. The longer that Austin took, the more it felt like he was daring him to lash out and do as he promised. “That seemed like it was very difficult for you with your hands,” he said softly, almost sympathetically. “Guards, can you get me some rope or handcuffs,” he called, not looking away from Austin’s eyes. 

“Oh no, definitely not. Just a random photo,” He replied. Harley chuckled at the thought of having loved ones. He couldn’t even remember the last time someone cared about him beyond a quick fuck, so it was fitting that he had ended up in a place like this. “I was more concerned about the little poems I was having fun writing on the back,” 

“Right, that’s fair,” He said. Maybe fair wasn’t the right word, but still. “Good thing you were here to grab it for me,”

“Would’ve been a strange family photo if it was,” he said. Max didn’t know where his loved ones were anymore. Too much time had passed since he had seen them, they likely thought he was dead. In a way he was. The idea of poems made his eyebrow quirk. He wasn’t much of a reader, or very smart, he only knew one thing. “What would you have to write about?” the vampire asked, curious to what a slave could want to write about. 

He laughed, shrugging his shoulders. “I suppose so. Still a bit of a shit deal. Glad I can do something to make it a little easier.” Not that he was doing much at all.