IT'S TIME TO PLAY

Alex trembled slightly.  He barely heard the hum, but wasn’t quite sure if it was in approval or because the Master was thinking up some horrifying punishment because he wasn’t working fast enough.  Thankfully, his fears were dispelled when Reilly said that he was being good.  “Okay, Sir,” he whispered.  

He pushed his fingers as deep has he could, allowing a low moan (be it a little exaggerated) to escape him.  He rubbed found his prostate and started aiming his fingers in that direction, still stretching himself.  He knew he was probably ready.

The boy’s tremble was either in fear of pleasure, but Reilly didn’t care to ask as he watched the slave continue to finger himself.   His erection pressed against his pants, but the vampire paid it no mind as he leaned down to dip his fingers into the lube so he could slick up the vibrator in his hands.

Marianne moaned loudly as she arched her back pushing her hips closer to his tongue. She moved one of her hands to his hair grabbing it and pulling but just slightly not wanting him to stop what he was doing.

Silas smiled ad the master moved down his body “Then I guess I will be extremely loud sir.” He hummed when the other man pulled his pants down, and his hard cock was able to come out. The thought of someone seeing them really was making him even harder and he was sure that there would be more than one person staring sooner or later.

“I haven’t had the pleasure to meet Damien, and Annabelle is truly lovely though we only talked for a few moments.” She said smiling again and chuckled “Well I guess some of the demons here may also go with that stereotype.”

“I’ll have to introduce the two of you sometime.  I’ve actually never spoken with Annabelle yet.  I may have to change that since she is the one responsible for me becoming who I am.”  The vampire offered the demon an amused smile when she mentioned her kind seemed to follow the stereotype too.  “At least I know it’s not just my kind.”

James followed along just a step behind Reilly as the vampire headed toward one of the guards.  Once the master’s gaze had shifted back to him, the human’s shoulders raised in a small shrug and he grinned slightly.  “It’s the easiest way to be around here, sir.”  Fighting and causing problems certainly hadn’t gotten him anywhere before.  Some of the tension eased from James’ shoulders once they were out of the cells, always relieved to get out even if he didn’t know exactly what Reilly had planned for him.  “I had a bit to eat not that long ago.”

Reilly nodded his head at the slave’s words.  If only more of the slaves had the same mindset at James.  “If only more of your species thought that way.”  It’d save them a lot of unnecessary punishments and the Masters a lot of unnecessary headaches, but the vampire couldn’t deny there was a bit of fun in the rebellious slaves.  The vampire nodded his head at the human’s words as his gaze shifted over to the human.  “Now the real question is are you hungry?”  He had no idea what James had eaten or how long ‘not that long ago’ was.

Valentine nodded and smiled slightly at the other man.”Thank you.” He sighted some and licked his lips. “I really shouldn’t kill a human.” he laughed just a little bit but really, he needed blood. “Please, I need to be fed. Lead the way?”

"We’ve all been there,”  Reilly told him, referring to their kind in general.  He knew how easy it was to lose control if you weren’t careful.  It was the main reason he made sure to stay well stocked with blood in his room and feed regularly.  “No, I suppose you shouldn’t.”  Even though as far as Reilly was concerned the humans were replaceable, but he’d follow the rules and not encourage his fellow vampire.  “I know.  Come now.”  He reached out and grabbed the other’s arm, and led the way to his room.  Reilly unlocked the door and ushered the other inside before moving with his vampire speed over to his fridge and pulling out a few of the bloodbags from inside.  “I have plenty of these right now, so help yourself.”  He told him, tossing one towad the other vampire.

Bodhi nodded at the other male’s words, letting out a low laugh. “True, though I’ve got a little more then six centuries under my belt. So I guess I gotta be smart enough that I’ve lasted over six thousand years.” He just grinned as he said that, because yeah he had been caught off guard tonight, but that was a rare occurrence. The wolf raised a brow, however, at the vampires next words and gave the other male a very amused grin. “Sorry, while I’m into a bit of pain and don’t mind a little tussle in the bedroom, getting punched in the face isn’t a turn on for me. You’re wise to not want to damage such a handsome face,” he joked. “We’ll just have to stick to more pleasurable things that involve my face, obviously.” 

Reilly wasn’t at all surprised that the werewolf was older than him, the vampire was aware he was one of the younger Masters in the castle.  “My point isn’t any less valid,”  Reilly told him.  “Though you are correct, about that, you definitely have to be doing something right if you’ve made it that long.”  He didn’t hold the other’s lapse in judgment against him.  It wasn’t as though any of them were necessarily being hunted in the castle unless some of his counterparts had made an enemy out of someone inside the walls.  Then some of them may have to watch their backs, but that wasn’t the case for the vampire.  “You can’t really have pleasure without pain, but no worries.  I might be sadistic at times, but I tend to save punching someone in the face for those who actually deserve it.”  The vampire was finding this man amusing, but if Reilly were being totally honest?  The werewolves in Bloodborne were all pretty easy going as far as he knew and it was easy to get along with them.  Which was an interesting change because he normally didn’t interact with them a whole lot before arriving, but he wasn’t about to complain.  “I could think of a few things we could do that involve your face. All pleasurable too.”

Alex hoped that the man would be okay with a show.  That’s what Quincy always wanted from him, and it came naturally to him.  He looked at the vibrator for a moment before noticing that Reilly was handing him the lube.  He nodded and took it, making sure he got enough on his fingers.

The boy took a deep breath before slowly inserting two fingers inside of his hole.  He exhaled slowly as they entered.  A slight tinge of embarrassment hit him as he glanced up at the vampire, but he swallowed it down as he worked on stretching his hole.  He let out a quiet moan when his fingers brushed his prostate.  Soon enough, the stimulation had him hard as he added a third finger.  He wanted to be plenty prepped for the vibrator.

As much fun as Reilly had prepping his partner with his fingers, or his mouth, he also enjoyed watching them do the work.  There was also the added control when he made them prep themselves for a toy or his cock.  He gave the boy the lube and allowed Alex to decide how much was necessary to stretch himself.

“A few weeks, and so far it has been fun, and it has been somewhat interesting.” Mainly because she found Vincent was here too, but she was’t going to worry about him right now. “But I must say I hadn’t interacted with vampires that much.”

“Only a few weeks?”  He inquired, he must not have been out as much as he’d thought because he couldn’t recall seeing this beauty before.  “I can guarantee there’s more than just me wandering about.  My sire, Damien, is roaming around here somewhere; and so is the original, Annabelle, but it does seem like a lot of them are living up to the definition of a stereotypical vampire.

Alex smiled at him as Reilly’s gently traced his hand over his face. He nodded. “I want to make you happy, Sir,” he replied easily, believing every word he said. He really hoped this man would make him feel good.

“That makes me very glad, I would hate to give demons a bad name.”  She smiled at the waiter that brought them more drinks and took a sip of hers “So how long have you been in Bloodborurne?”

“I wouldn’t worry too much, my dear.  You seem to represent your kind fine.”  He didn’t know her that well, but she seemed like she wasn’t the type to give her kind a bad name.  He picked up his drink and took a sip, looking at her over the top of his glass.  “I’ve been here for a couple of months.” He told her. “What about you?”

“I think you’re simply trying to start something. Name one thing I’ve apparently done that would have repercussions if it weren’t for Elijah.”