Raiden Proulx

Gideon knew heat week meant two things. Some people would go to any lengths to beg for what they wanted. @raidenproulx would show up whenever he damn well pleased. But Gideon took the incentive this time, making his way to Raiden's suite. One polite knock before the door swung open. "I'm sure you've had your fill for the day already, but I figured one more offering couldn't hurt. Unless you're in need of your rest, in which case I can leave just as quickly as I came."

Every thrust up into him, every movement railing him into the wall, Gideon felt the wall giving way behind him as he felt the other start to swell with his orgasm. "I prefer you fuck me into them, personally." He joked breathlessly before he felt the other burst inside of him, groaning out loud as his own climax hit him and he felt his own spurts of cum hit his chin and his chest as his head tilted back before the other slowed. Gideon laughed weakly as he let his head tilt back forward, nipping the other's lower lip. "Mmm, you're very high up there, that's for certain. The glimmering personality doesn't hurt."

"High up there." Raiden repeated while settled inside his fellow councilman. "The fuck does that mean." He didn't need to be a pride demon to be all ego. It as Raiden. "Going to make me chain you to a bed and remind you why I'm your favorite?" He asked back returning the playful nips to Gideon's bottom lip though his were rougher and nearly broke the skin.

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.

Khion knew that compliment meant something bad when it came from Raiden. Already tensing, the sting of skin tearing drew a yelp from the pamola. So this was their thing, huh? So far it wasn't so bad compared to last time. He refrained from any cocky or snarky retorts though barely had the chance with Raiden plunging into him. "Fuck," he cried out. He kept repeating the profanity like a mantra until he relaxed as much as he could around Raiden. Hard to feel at ease as prey underneath a predator. His fists balled into the sheets beneath him tight enough for his talons to rip through them. Incredible he still maintained an erection through this honestly. "Fuck... fuck me, please," he begged, sure that was what Raiden wanted to hear.

Raiden did what was asked his pace hard as he pulled the pamola roughly back against him again and again. He was pissed the bird wasn't his. He had a thing for winged creatures specially phoenixes and their variants. There was no dragging it out this time since he had other's to attend to and the feel of the pamola's ass on his dick was too good. Soon enough he was spilling inside the cool walls painting them with his seed and fucking it deep so his little reaper would know who he'd been with. Marking his territory knowing his scent was stronger than the hybrid neko's. "Better keep being a good boy or your ass will be mine." Raiden promised yanking Khion's head to the side by the hair and pushing his teeth into his neck.

Evie gave the dealer a once over before offering him smile of his own knowing the presence of Raiden was making him uneasy. He could smell it, not much got past the lich no matter how much one tried. He shifted his gaze down to his own hand perfectly content with what he had. Even more so as the cards that laid out on the table worked in his favor, he only needed to trade out the one in comparison to the three Raiden offered. "You'll wait as long as you need to, won't you?" He teased, wondering how far he could push before the other snapped entirely.

"Know I don't have any virtues over here Evie. I'll go through this table to get at you if you push me." Raiden didn't have any patience as he put his dropped his hand to look at his fellow councilman. Usually he did have more fun with the lesser beings around the castle because they were so easy to push around and intimidate. Shade was prime example. The mix of fear and hate came off of him in droves. Evie didn't have that. It was something different that always pulled at a different part of the tribrid. "Is that what you want, Romania? Me to come over this table?"

Words weren't happening as he is fucked brutally against the bar. It took every ounce of his strength not to cry out with each thrust forward. It was already bad enough they were doing this in front of bar, his dress ruined along with himself. The sounds he does make are groans and grunts, his eyes burned as he used what he could to keep himself upright. "S-s-s stop... fuck." He strangled out a cry, hopelessly as he knew that wasn't going to do thing to stop him.

"But I thought you liked me." His pace slowed as he leaned over to growl into the human's ear. He pulled back to give a marked thrust. "Feeling every inch of me enter you." He pulled back out and thrust back in. "That's what you're here for." He tiled the other's head back shoving two of his fingers into his mouth that shifted to talons scraping along his tonge as he pushed inside roughly again drawing the sharp natural weapons out of the humans mouth leaving wounds the entire way out. He drew his forked tongue over the red coated talons before the human humming his approval at his flavor. "Still taste as good as I remember. "He growled thrusting in hard once more.

He couldn't make up what was up or down as he's hit again, this time he could feel the blood pooling in his mouth. It was a miracle none of his teeth came loose along with the crimson. "Okay okay, fuck, I get it." He grumbled, his hand raised up to rub at his face. Which he was certain had a big red hand mark firmly placed on it.

"Good boy." He rewarded before he looked down in his lap again. "Now get fucking to it." Because his cock was still hard and pronounced as ever, maybe even more so from beating the slave. The smell of blood in the air added all the more to his arousal. "Or we can go back to teaching you lessons."

The smell of the tribrid's blood only fueled to enhance his sense by triple, as if the way he was fucked wasn't already doing such a thing. One thing he knew to expect from the other was how fierce he fucked, brutality was all a part of his charm something that Everett had come to chase more often than not. How he always seemed to end up with Raiden, held, torn to shreds and fucked until he saw nothing but the stars. He saw them now, intensely, his scent of his own blood mixing with the others. Both of their wounds healing almost too quickly for him to enjoy fully. "There... there almost... oh fuck Raiden..." There right at the peak, where he couldn't go any further was the ecstacy. He was filled with it as he exploded his own to be smeared between them. He digs into that broad back once again as his legs squeeze in their place. Head hitting the wall he was up against as he tumbled through the pleasure he had been so forcefully put through.

"Going to have to do this again, lich." He growled though he knew Everett wouldn't be the same size next time they ran into each other. Didn't mean Raiden couldn't manhandle him. He'd not meant anyone he couldn't manhandle. It was his MO. "Might have to charge you next time." He said slipping out of his fellow councilman and setting him down rocking his shoulders. There were no lasting wounds, just some dried blood around where some had been, but Raiden was playing it up.. "Trying to ruin my ink." He said with mock disappointment.

He was given little room to get used to his sudden intrusion, his size, any of it. It was uncomfortable the first few thrusts but began to get easier the more he moved. In that it began to feel good, more than good, better than he's felt with anyone in his past. "Fuck." He groaned, the angle felt better like this, he had moved his hands from the bed to the master above him. Holding onto his thick arms as he moves with each push into him. The moans cascaded from his mouth the competed with the sound of skin slapping against skin.

Looking up at his master, Dair swallowed thickly as he felt the hand tighten around his throat and the other's tongue against his cheek, his breath slightly shaky with fear and arousal, his hips pressing against Raiden's thigh. He tried his hardest to calm his pulse, but it was almost impossible when the dangerous Councilman had him trapped and turned on. He hissed softly in pain as his lip was sliced, feeling the warmth of his blood start trailing down his chin only for Raiden to immediately catch it with his tongue. "Fuck," he whispered softly under his breath as his hips were pulled forward, knowing his master would already be able to feel just how turned on he was. Dair's tongue swept over his bleeding lower lip, able to taste his own blood before pulling Raiden down into a rough kiss so he could get another taste of him too.

Raiden growled into the meeting of lips, his fangs purposely cutting into the nephilim's tongue adding more of the metallic flavor between the heated meeting of lips. His own arousal stirred even more feeling, tasting, and smelling just how much Dair desired him. Part of him wished he fed on that desire, but there was always a touch of greed in it. Just enough. His hand moved into the long mess of hair and pulled Dair's head back separating their lips. "This your kink then? Being fucked by me." Raiden let his tongue draw up the middle of Dair's neck to the tip of his chin and looked loftily down at him. "Who am I to refuse such a pretty face." He rumbled getting his cock out and pressing it against his slave's ass. "Tell me how much you want it." He demanded, lips brushing his slaves with every word uttered.

"God––" Seth hissed out through his teeth, hating the idea of staying here all night with Raiden in this purgatory. He rolled his eyes up towards the ceiling, biting down on his bottom lip that barely suppressed the needy whine. "Please." His hips bucked again. "I want you to fuck me, please."

"That's my good boy." Raiden rewarded removing his fingers and replacing it with what they both wanted. His cock going in a lot easier with the way he'd been working at the stubborn shit. His own heat got the best of him once he was inside the younger and he wasted no time starting to move his pace fast, rough, and relentless.