Ranodo-Moblie-3

"Okay. Just so I'm understanding this right..." Wayne's hands dropped down onto his friend's feet in his lap. "He wants an open relationship so he can sleep around with anyone he wants, but you're not allowed to sleep around at all because he gets upset? Are you not listening to yourself?"

Landon sighed softly as he adjusted his position on the couch, rolling his eyes as Wayne started talking about it again. "I'm listening to myself. I just think it's romantic that he wants me all to himself or something...I just...it's not..." He groaned. "What do you care?"

"I care because you're my friend, Landon. And it's not sweet, because if he wanted you all to himself, he wouldn't also be grabbing other people left and right like he is. His dick cannot be so big that you're missing this."

River bit his bottom lip and his scrunched his hands together between his legs, clearly having an intense internal debate. A few moments passed and he stood up, walked to the phone on the nightstand, dramatically picked it up, and immediately ordered Waffles and Orange juice from room service. Once he hung up he turned back to Marley. "Does... Does that count as grabbing you breakfast?"

Marley quirked his head looking at River move around and listened to him order the same breakfast order Marley made every single day of their trip. His tongue peeked out, wetting his lips. Instead of answering Marley stood up, moving to look down into River's eyes before walking him back until he was pinned against the wall. "I'll be gentle...I promise." He hummed and leaned down to kiss him. He'd always loved River in the best friend way but after last night he...something changed in how he looked at him. "It um...might hurt at first but I'll do whatever I can to keep that from happening." His hands fell to grabbing River by the waist. "This is...gonna change things...Riv..."

River was a little worried when he didn't hear an answer, and his friend suddenly had him basically pinned against the wall. Then that promise came, followed by a kiss, and he was eternally happy to have the wall to lean against so he didn't collapse down again. "I... Whatever it changes... We're still gonna be best friends forever... Right?"

"I did what?" He covered his mouth in shock. Then little flashes of memories came to his mind. One specific one, what it felt like to have someone moving against his pussy for the first time. "I um... I... We slept inn the same bed... What did you um... Say... In response?"

Sitting there he could see closely how the last night's events slowly rolled across his mind. "Yes you fell asleep on top of me..." He nodded. "I said that I didn't wanna do anything with you when you were drunk, you begged me to and I said if you could remember to grab me breakfast in bed I'd have sex with you in the morning when you were sober." He laughed.

River bit his bottom lip and his scrunched his hands together between his legs, clearly having an intense internal debate. A few moments passed and he stood up, walked to the phone on the nightstand, dramatically picked it up, and immediately ordered Waffles and Orange juice from room service. Once he hung up he turned back to Marley. "Does... Does that count as grabbing you breakfast?"

open - Landon - making excuses for his current relationship with his buddy

"Okay. Just so I'm understanding this right..." Wayne's hands dropped down onto his friend's feet in his lap. "He wants an open relationship so he can sleep around with anyone he wants, but you're not allowed to sleep around at all because he gets upset? Are you not listening to yourself?"

River rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, looking out the bright window. "Last night babble? What are you talking about?" He rubbed the sides of his head as he tried to remember exactly what happened. "I don't think I remember anything past that fourth round of shots..."

"Well." Marley took a hissing breath in through his teeth. "You threw yourself at me and told me you wanted me to fuck you because I fuck everyone but you." He shrugged, hands balled up on his hips out of discomfort of confusion as for where he should be putting them. "I'm not like...upset or anything though...I was kinda hoping I'd wake up to breakfast in bed, though." He chuckled, sitting onto the bed next to him, ruffling his hair.

"I did what?" He covered his mouth in shock. Then little flashes of memories came to his mind. One specific one, what it felt like to have someone moving against his pussy for the first time. "I um... I... We slept inn the same bed... What did you um... Say... In response?"

Scott jumped awake when he heard a voice. He couldn't remember much before he suddenly found himself surrounded by Kenji, but his time with telepaths made his suspicious. "Kenji... I..." He wiggled in his restraints a bit. "I'll be good... Just we need to talk about things..."

“Talk about what things darling?” He slid himself onto Scott’s lap, gently kissing along his ear, running his hands over that bare body, “you asked for this, don’t you remember? You wanted to be bound here until you were good…. So be a good boy for me…” he smirked, sliding a hand between scott’s legs, stroking him teasingly

"Kenji... I..." Of course he remembered asking for this. It was a very vivid memory. Right before he... He couldn't remember what came next... And at that point his memories started to mush together. "I am a good boy... I'm being a good boy... I... I think?" His eyes were starting to gloss over as all the fake memories invaded his mind.

“No…. No, you’ve been quite the naughty boy…. Good boys are obedient… submissive…. Devoted….” He smiled, twisting more of his memories, leaving him only with memories of a life of service to Kenji, the only life hes ever known.

Under the blindfold, his eyes were practically swirling in their sockets. His mind fully rewritten in that moment. No longer a superhero. Now, just a pet. "I'll... I'll be devoted Kenji... P-please let me be a good boy for you... Whatever you want..."

Nick was in deep deep shit. He owed a lot of money to a very not so good dude, and he knew if he got caught from here on out, his death was assured, it just wasn't going to be very quick. So this was a last ditch effort. A random name, a creepy book passed down in his family, and a warning to never do what he was doing. He summoned whatever entity was connected to that name without any protections. Of course he'd thought about doing it, but he considered his options were: 1) Tortured by the loan shark 2) Piss of the otherworldly entity he needed to ask for help from 3) Reach out as peacefully as possible to this thing and try to strike up a deal. So of course he went with option 3.

It just laughed, thousands of inhuman voices laughing together at him. “You summoned me, with no protection, no safeguards, no guarantees… just to ask me for help?” Cold tentacles slithered across his body, sliding across bare skin, feeling almost as if it were moving under his skin. “I am not compelled to grant your request…. Whats to stop me from consuming you and returning back to the void?”

"Fuck! Fuck!! Wait!" He squirmed in his restraints. "I didn't put safeguards because I'm desperate! And you don't want to return back to the void because... Because it would be fun to help me! Think about it... I'll be your connection to this world and stuff! Come on! It'll be fun!"

"Desperate! Stupid! Whatever you wanna call it! I'm dead if I didn't try this" he tried to get his arms free to cover himself now that he was naked, but that was never going to happen without this entity letting it. "Ah! Yes! Unprotected and unguarded gateway! That's a good thing! Yes! Better than what you have now?"

Quinn also had also been finger deep in the sweet pussy between his brother and him and had noticed the Twink staring at them for awhile, putting on a bit of a show for a moment. As he slid his own fingers into his twin's mouth, a mirrored action, he pulled the fingers from his mouth to whisper "You get his mouth, I'll get his pants and see if we're dealing with a cunt or a cock"

“I call dibs if hes got a cock…” he smirked at his twin, following after him

Quinn leaned down to bite his brother's shoulder. "If he's got a cock I'm going balls deep in him when he's balls deep in you. Use him as a condom to fuck." Then he rushed off to follow that Twink, barging into their room and immediately climbing on the bed. "Hey there, beautiful"

Yaro giggled as he laid back in the bed “two for one…. How lucky for me…” he grinned, leaning in to kiss quinn, only to turn away and kiss Harley, straddling him as he made out with him passionately

Quinn was obsessed with just the first kiss, moving in to slot himself right behind tbe twink and kiss along his neck as his hand slid its way into Yaro's the front of pants to grope and discover.

Warren wasn't exactly invited by the royal family for this hunt. However, thanks to a very pedantic friend, he did know for a fact that that didn't disqualify him for the hunt. All the rules stated was that the omega heir would be released, and the first alpha to catch him could claim him. And Warren planned on being that alpha.

Feeling the arms around him, instinct had the omega relax against him, thinking he was the tall dark haired northern alpha he had secretly been hoping to be the one to claim him, but hearing the unfamiliar voice, he tried to fight back, to break free from the grip. After all, the hunt wasn’t over until the Heir had been claimed and knotted, his heat satisfied and a new heir secured. He whimpered, unsuccessful in his attempts to escape

"Relax... Relax!" Warren hooked his arms together, trapping the omega against his chest. "You're absolutely steaming hot. You need your heat tempered. Let me help you"

Sterling kept struggling, whimpering pathetically, his virgin cunt dripping down his thighs as he thrashed, tears streaming down his cheeks, he would not be claimed, he couldn’t be claimed, not like this, he refused

"I said relax!" Warren reached down with one hand and hooked a few fingers into the sloppy wet pussy to hold on while he shoved his slightly sweaty pit onto Sterling's face to get some alpha smell directly into his nose. "You might be a prince but you're absolutely an omega first and you're in heat. So, relax"

"Well I hate it... Fuck the sun... I don't want anyyyyy food... Nothing goes inside me anymooooore..." River swung his arm over to smack Marley's arm. "I think I'm gonna die..."

"Nothing goes inside you anymore? Good to know, champ." Marley groan laughed, patting him on the back. "Good to know last night was just a moment of inhibition-free babble." Marley grunted as he got out of bed and stretched, now shirtless. "I on the other hand am starving and if you're gonna be all hungover I might take my time getting back up here from breakfast and see if that bellboy is as hot to trot as he looks."

River rolled over and sat up on the edge of the bed, looking out the bright window. "Last night babble? What are you talking about?" He rubbed the sides of his head as he tried to remember exactly what happened. "I don't think I remember anything past that fourth round of shots..."

River slept. Slept and slept, his body had curled around Marley at one point but by mid morning, he was nothing but a pile of limbs tossed everywhere. Then, as the sun finally started shining through the window and onto his eyes, he woke up with a groan that rivaled his moan from the night before in volume. "Turn off the light..."

Marley slept like a log the whole night, something about the body weight pressed onto him added that extra bit of security. "It's morning, Riv...that's the sun." Marley muttered through a mostly closed mouth. "I want...waffle...'n' orange juice..." He grumbled, nudging River. "'N' Ham too."

"Well I hate it... Fuck the sun... I don't want anyyyyy food... Nothing goes inside me anymooooore..." River swung his arm over to smack Marley's arm. "I think I'm gonna die..."

Peyton stared at Sergio, trying to regain the breath he'd lost when cumming so hard. "I... I... Still? That was the best feeling I've ever had..." He confessed through a slightly pathetic whine.

"Yeah bud. Still." He rolled his eyes and shimmied out of his pants, kicking them aside with his underwear leaving his cock to bob around in the air above Peyton. "Until I get you to swear I know I'm not making you feel good enough." He nodded. "Wanna slobber on my cock a bit or just want me to lube up and shove in?"

He whined at all the extended dirty talk, and his wet cock twitched again. "I...um... I've never... I don't... Suck... It..."

Nick was in deep deep shit. He owed a lot of money to a very not so good dude, and he knew if he got caught from here on out, his death was assured, it just wasn't going to be very quick. So this was a last ditch effort. A random name, a creepy book passed down in his family, and a warning to never do what he was doing. He summoned whatever entity was connected to that name without any protections. Of course he'd thought about doing it, but he considered his options were: 1) Tortured by the loan shark 2) Piss of the otherworldly entity he needed to ask for help from 3) Reach out as peacefully as possible to this thing and try to strike up a deal. So of course he went with option 3.

It just laughed, thousands of inhuman voices laughing together at him. “You summoned me, with no protection, no safeguards, no guarantees… just to ask me for help?” Cold tentacles slithered across his body, sliding across bare skin, feeling almost as if it were moving under his skin. “I am not compelled to grant your request…. Whats to stop me from consuming you and returning back to the void?”

"Fuck! Fuck!! Wait!" He squirmed in his restraints. "I didn't put safeguards because I'm desperate! And you don't want to return back to the void because... Because it would be fun to help me! Think about it... I'll be your connection to this world and stuff! Come on! It'll be fun!"

Scott jumped awake when he heard a voice. He couldn't remember much before he suddenly found himself surrounded by Kenji, but his time with telepaths made his suspicious. "Kenji... I..." He wiggled in his restraints a bit. "I'll be good... Just we need to talk about things..."

“Talk about what things darling?” He slid himself onto Scott’s lap, gently kissing along his ear, running his hands over that bare body, “you asked for this, don’t you remember? You wanted to be bound here until you were good…. So be a good boy for me…” he smirked, sliding a hand between scott’s legs, stroking him teasingly

"Kenji... I..." Of course he remembered asking for this. It was a very vivid memory. Right before he... He couldn't remember what came next... And at that point his memories started to mush together. "I am a good boy... I'm being a good boy... I... I think?" His eyes were starting to gloss over as all the fake memories invaded his mind.

Quinn also had also been finger deep in the sweet pussy between his brother and him and had noticed the Twink staring at them for awhile, putting on a bit of a show for a moment. As he slid his own fingers into his twin's mouth, a mirrored action, he pulled the fingers from his mouth to whisper "You get his mouth, I'll get his pants and see if we're dealing with a cunt or a cock"

“I call dibs if hes got a cock…” he smirked at his twin, following after him

Quinn leaned down to bite his brother's shoulder. "If he's got a cock I'm going balls deep in him when he's balls deep in you. Use him as a condom to fuck." Then he rushed off to follow that Twink, barging into their room and immediately climbing on the bed. "Hey there, beautiful"

Warren wasn't exactly invited by the royal family for this hunt. However, thanks to a very pedantic friend, he did know for a fact that that didn't disqualify him for the hunt. All the rules stated was that the omega heir would be released, and the first alpha to catch him could claim him. And Warren planned on being that alpha.

Feeling the arms around him, instinct had the omega relax against him, thinking he was the tall dark haired northern alpha he had secretly been hoping to be the one to claim him, but hearing the unfamiliar voice, he tried to fight back, to break free from the grip. After all, the hunt wasn’t over until the Heir had been claimed and knotted, his heat satisfied and a new heir secured. He whimpered, unsuccessful in his attempts to escape

"Relax... Relax!" Warren hooked his arms together, trapping the omega against his chest. "You're absolutely steaming hot. You need your heat tempered. Let me help you"

That grip on his hips made another moan escape his lips. It even had his own hips moving for just a moment. "Please... Please... You gotta... You... Gotta... You..." By the time he finished he was officially passed out on his best friend. Drunk River fully having left him for the night.

The moans...the fucking moans... Marley hadn't even imagined River that way ever until tonight and now all he could think about was how tight River would feel. The pretty sounds he could pull out of that absolutely filthy mouth. Just as his conscience left him for the moment Marley went to relent only to find him passed out. "Fucking hell, Riv..." He muttered, pulling the blanket up over them both and slowly finding sleep himself.

River slept. Slept and slept, his body had curled around Marley at one point but by mid morning, he was nothing but a pile of limbs tossed everywhere. Then, as the sun finally started shining through the window and onto his eyes, he woke up with a groan that rivaled his moan from the night before in volume. "Turn off the light..."