reality bites

"This is fine." Kaden nodded, sure to lock the door behind the two of them so there weren't any interruptions. It was better than the alternative. He undid the buttons on his uniform shirt and opened it, exposing the scarred and muscular torso underneath. He stepped closer to the phoenix, green eyes intently staring into Ember's as he closed the distance, a hand on the younger man's hips. "How d'you want me?" he asked in that low gravelly tone of his.

As soon as their distance became small the bird was quick to lay his hands on the exposed skin. Eyes dancing over the scarred torso that he rarely got to see. "Mm, go sit down for me, and undo your pants." He said, looking over to the sofa that covered the wall on the otherside of the room, it sat right in front of the small stage. "I want you in here first." He said as he points to his mouth, he could already feel himself salivating at the very thought of it.

"Of course, if there's money to be made he will be making it." Although not ideal, it did get him out of the house so he wasn't solely focused on what his body needed right then. It would make his job interesting, however, and hopefully give him some big money as a result. Though before he could do that his eyes were on the kresnik, he was far too close and attractive for him to ignore. Then the offer came which only made his decision so much easier to make. "You know I need it, Kaden." He said as he got closer to him, hands on his chest as he picked at the clothes he was wearing. "Spare a moment for me, please? It'll be well worth your time."

"I have my moments." Gareth shot back with an amused little smirk down at Ember before he laughed. The aswang put some space between them so that the other man could stand up, watching him with that smirk still in place. "Don't tell me you're shy about fucking against a wall or something, Ember."

He rose to his feet with a quickness as he looked at the other with eyes blown, full of lust and need. "Are you kidding." He snorted, he cared little where they fucked, "You know me better than that. Come on, Gareth, fuck me." He's already loosening his pants as he comes up close to him again. He wanted him just as badly as he needed to feel his ass full. "Don't make me have'ta beg for it."

Having his fill and the blood giving him a boost of energy he was missing he easily lifted his slave pushing his back against the tile pinning him there with his body. Their lips were together missing the flavor of the fresh blood made fresher with the way his fangs cut into Ember's tongue. He swallowed down the sounds the younger made as his positioned his cock and pushed inside without any warning talons digging in to grip down digging into the bone of his hips and forcing him all the way down on his cock. The moment he broke contact with his lips his mouth was back on his neck teeth biting there as he roughly pounded into the smaller frame fucking him hard into the wall.

He had come to find the taste of his own blood to be not as bad as it seemed. He's tasted it a lot in the years he's belonged to his master he knew that wouldn't stop for as long as he belonged to him. The cut to his tongue does get a moan from him as they kiss, the sound swallowed up just like the blood that leaked from his tongue. The kiss was broken as soon as that cock found it's home back into his ass without much warning. The firebird enjoyed the pain, something he had come to learn over the years of this. Of the way he was rough with him now he expected the pain when it came to his pleasure. "Fuck." He groans, he's moving his legs so they're wrapped around Raiden as he fucks him hard against the tile wall. The longer he feels his pleasure the warmer he becomes unable to truly control it when he's distracted.

"Do not remind me, please." He sighed as he rubbed his face. "Not svedka is all endorsement needed." He added as he took a sip before looking at Ember. "You smell of Raiden. Either makes you very lucky, or very in need of places to hide." He murmured. "Luci is not so bad. Keep his ass full, tell him he's pretty. He has poor bedside manner but very understandable. The hot ones always have some detriment. Homicidal tendency. Ego that can choke. It cannot be sunshine all the time. But ass like hoover."

"There's no hiding from Raiden, nor does it make me lucky. He's got a new toy now so maybe I'll see him little less than I do normally." He shook his head, there was no leaving him either though that was something he's already come to terms with. He moved so he was sitting down next to him with their drinks the bottle placed in the middle for easy refilling. "Ass like hoover..." That had him laughing, he wondered how much his master enjoyed the hounds humor. He hoped it wasn't wasted on the stick in the mud that he knew Gaudet tended to be. "Sounds like you have it pretty simple with him."

A low moan of appreciation sounded from Gareth as Ember continued to work, the aswang rolling his hips up occasionally to try and get even more of it. He could respect what a damn good job Raiden had done training the other man and the aswang cursed after a few seconds, fingers tangling in Ember's hair to pull him back. "Think I want to fuck you now, sweetheart."

In truth he did miss this, finally having some time to do things he enjoyed was a luxury he didn't expect to work for. He felt so good in his mouth yet he knew he'd feel much better somewhere else, it seemed the aswang had the same thought. He pulled off of his cock with a nice pop his gaze turning up to look at him. "Pretty smart thinking." He said, his lips a little more swollen and wet from just having been used. "Just how are you going to do that?"

Vitaly shut his eyes and sighed. "Yes, everyone wants expedite version. Bad puppy, bit hand that fed." He murmured as he leaned on the bartop. "Is not very exciting. I now belong to Luci. Dresses me up very pretty." He offered with a small smirk. "Outside of this, I remain behaved. Naturally until unstuck in trouble, I sit here and debate dumb choice." He looked over at Ember, shrugging. "A drink, then. Vodka. Cheap stuff is fine. As long as not svedka. Terrible imitation drink."

"Silly puppy." He shook his head, but he understood it nonetheless. He wouldn't have done any different, at least now he had more freedom even if he still had that leash that tied him back. "Lucien? I guess that isn't a surprise. He likes them bulky." He moved around the bar to grab what he needed to make him that drink. He deserved it after all he's gone through lately. "It's on my tab." He said as though he had one, as though Raiden would allow it. He'd pay for it out of his own money he got when he danced. "Here, not svedka but not super cheap either."

There were few who Gareth would rank up all that high when it came to giving blowjobs, but Ember was certainly up there. Though that wasn't surprising, he guessed, sure that Raiden didn't tolerate anything that was half assed. His fingers tightened a little more in Ember's hair after a few seconds and Gareth rocked his hips forward, curious to see just how well the other man would take it.

In the time he spent at the castle he really learned a thing or two about pleasing the higher ups. It was one of his favorite things, if he had to admit that to anyone, was to use his mouth for things other than snark. He focused on the way his tongue moved along his length, brushing and pressing against spots he knew Gareth liked. His cheeks hollowed when he pulled back, sucking hard before taking him back into his throat to do it all over again.