Do you want the house tour?

Vitaly nodded, making a face. "Da, that is a risky game." He agreed before the other kissed him and moved into the suite. Vitaly hummed, shutting the door before he moved to Merek, throwing him over his shoulder and slapping his ass. "Pillows first. Maybe closet after. I could really rattle cage and let you wear pearls. He loves his pearls." He joked before he got him into the master suite, setting him down before moving in to press a heated kiss to Merek's lips, pulling him tight against his own heated frame so he could feel how needy he was. "Heat is driving me crazy and Luci keeps witholding suppressants. I keep cumming like fire hydrant."

The pyromancer hadn't expected Vitaly to just throw him over his shoulder, a delighted laugh escaping the slave. He gave a playful, indignant little huff and used the angle he was at to swat the hellhound back. "Ooh, I think he might be more offended by the closet, actually. You know how much he loves his clothes, darling." Said as though Merek himself wasn't particular about what he wore. "And I do look very fetching in pearls...or so I've been told." Merek slid his arms around Vitaly as soon as he was put down, moaning softly into the kiss, rolling his hips slowly against the hellhound's. "How very terrible of him." He muttered, using his hold on Vitaly to start backing them up towards the bed. "Though I very much enjoy you like this."

"Late?" The ghoul questioned frowning looking around his suite. "How am I late arriving at my own dwelling?" He pulled up his calendar on his phone. "I have no obligations until this evening. You are mistaken Mr. Hopper." He tucked the phone back into the inside pocket of his suit jacket. Despite the way he was trying to behave he was fully feeling the effects of heat with his cheeks flushing and his body fidgeting in an obvious discomfort. His mind not as fast as it usually was since he only asked the question he should have asked first. "How are you in my suite?"

Merek shot the older man an amused look as he stepped closer, stopping once he was close enough to Lucien to start playing with the buttons on his shirt. Subtle the pyromancer absolutely was not. "It was a joke, Lucien. Perhaps a poor one, since you didn't catch onto it." He noticed the obvious signs of heat written all over Lucien's body and leaned in a little closer. Merek wasn't too worried about the other man being annoyed that he was in his suite or fucking around with one of his slaves. "Oh, that's an easy enough answer. I knocked on the door because I was going to offer for us to have some fun but Vitaly answered instead. And we had a very good time."

Vitaly was absolutely irate at not having suppressants. He enjoyed sex as much as any sane person but this was a whole other level of torment. He had things to do, Lucien to annoy and now anytime the other was around he just wanted to blow him, bend him, and breed him. Not conducive to making his life an absolute nuisance. But when he opened the door and saw Merek, he sighed. "I may break something, and I do not wish to make ow for you." He mumbled. "However, if you come willing, I will not complain. As long as you promise to make mess on Luci's pillows. That will bring much joy for me. I take blame there."

The pyromancer couldn't help but laugh at the warning, shaking his head. "I'm not as fragile as I look, I promise you. Otherwise I would never have any interest in fucking with Raiden of all people." God knew that man didn't know the word gentle. He pretended to think it over and then slid into the suite, pressing a quick, playful kiss to Vitaly's lips before dancing out of his reach with a grin. "Oh, I will gladly make a mess of his pillows. We could make a mess of this entire suite just for fun, though he might kill us both for that."

"This is also where the Vampire Council congregate to, you know, work," Henri reminded Merek with a polite smile as they passed through the courtyard and to the doors back inside. He held it open and gestured for Merek to enter first, Henri following him. "I'm not one to take vacations either. I merely change my working location from time to time."

"Well, yes, I'm very aware of that." Merek chuckled quietly, glancing over at Henri as they walked. Hard to not be when he had worked so closely with the council when he had been staff there. "I was talking more of the other masters who come here and bring work with them. To each their own, I suppose." He walked into Henri's suite once they reached it and turned to face the older man, giving him a smile. "I can see that. I'm flattered you took the time to get me out of the Undercroft."

Gideon let his hands trace down Merek's face and neck, down his shoulders and back before the other fell off to the side and Gideon hummed. "We do have all night." He assured before he sat up to lean over to the night stand. "But... this part comes first." He murmured, pulling out the ring he'd chosen for his mark of claim. "I hate saying you must wear this... but as much as it marks you, it has a charm for safety measures. If you feel threatened..." He held up his own hand, tapping on a ring that had agate moss. "It tells me right away and shocks whomever is bothering you." Leaning over to place a kiss to Merek's sternum before he laid back, hand coming up to idly trace Merek's chin. "I didn't even show you your room yet, I feel as though the tour was rather abrupt." He joked with a smile.

"Oh, I know." Merek's smile was clearly a pleased one as he watched Gideon move. It was still a surprise to him that the councilman had wanted to claim him out of all the slaves he could have picked. The pyromancer's gaze dropped to the ring and he sat up, eyeing it with obvious interest. "I wouldn't feel too bad if I were you, Gideon. For starters, that's a gorgeous ring and, for another, I'd much prefer something like that to a collar." He hadn't minded a collar around his neck when he'd been staff, having worn one for so long, but having to wear it as a slave felt entirely different. Maybe because he was completely cut off from his powers. His smile widened at the kiss and he leaned in to press a chaste one to the older man's lips. "Hopefully that won't needed." Though given that he sometimes accidentally angered people, who could tell, really. He chuckled softly at the joke. "My fault, maybe, I did rush you in here." Merek teased right back. "You can show me soon, if you'd like."

"We are all dirt on Luci's shoes. Best to not tell him otherwise. His butt gets hurt, very big. Even fucking can't undo this pain for him." He joked as he sighed. "I would have done well down there. Plenty to fix. Just as much to break. My anger is controlled.... mostly." There was that one human slave he knocked out just for the way he laughed. "But you... you are doing okay yes? I can throw people for you. Luci lets me have full power. I can be big guard dog."

"Oh, so you've noticed that doesn't work either, hm?" Merek asked, laughing. As fond as he was of Lucien, the pyromancer was also very aware of the older man's faults. "I've been alright, I really can't complain too much. The food isn't very good and the clothing is absolutely appalling, but almost everyone has been decent." His lips twitched, a small smile flickering at the corners of the pyromancer's lips. "As tempting as it is to take you up on that, darling, I would hate for you to get into trouble with Lucien just for me."

"I'm glad to hear that," Henri said genuinely. "The usual, running Aethelgard and finding ways to grow it." He smiled warmly as they exited the old castle and into the courtyard between the two sections. "You know how I am, always working."

Merek took a deep breath as soon as they were in the courtyard, just happy to get a little bit of fresh air. Not that it had been that long since he'd been rented out, but the pyromancer absolutely detested the gloominess of the Undercroft. "That really seems to be a common thing around here, being a workaholic." He replied with a laugh. "So many of the masters seem to keep working, even though this castle is meant to be a vacation spot."

"He was abusing castle property too much for medical liking. I got tired of seeing outcomes of his rentals. I made comment. He made dumb one. I just so happen to be extra touchy due to moon and..." Vitaly mimicked an explosion, giving Merek a shrug. "Stupid games, stupid prizes. But I think I landed stupider prize. I was not in undercroft long. Lucien was very happy about demotion. Maybe little too happy."

"Ah. Well, I'm very sorry to hear that, Vitaly." The pyromancer replied with a small grimace. He had been able to pretty much ignore things that went on with the slaves until Kaden had shown up, but he didn't think he'd have handled life in the castle so well if he'd been in the hellhound's shoes. "I'm glad that you didn't spend very long in the Undercroft, though. Absolutely terrible place." And one Merek was hoping to get out of soon. A laugh sounded from the pyromancer. "Yes, I can imagine. He seemed to think it was fitting that I ended up here as well."

Gideon lavished in it as he laid back fully, letting Merek have his way and merely locking him in place as he crossed his ankles behind the other's back. He rolled his hips enough to get Merek in him as deep as he possibly could, the sound of skin meeting filling the room before long before he felt the familiar bloom of heat rising. Merek's steady thrusts into him, and the rhythm of his hand around Gideon's own length left him throbbing before he pulled the other down, moaning against his mouth as spurts of white shot across his own stomach and up his chest before he rolled his hips in earnest to bring Merek over the edge with him.

The pyromancer happily returned the kiss, his thrusts becoming a little more erratic as Merek felt his own release approaching quickly. All it took was a few more thrusts and the feeling of Gideon's body tightening around him to push him over the edge, the younger man breathing out his master's name as he stilled above him. He had to take a few seconds and then he nipped playfully at Gideon's bottom lip before pulling away to drop down onto the bed beside him with a pleased smile. "I hope you realize that's just the start of the celebration, darling." He teased Gideon, his smile widening a little.