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August was gaming on his computer with his feet kicked up on the desk and Vlad hovering in his periphery. He had just reached the final stage of his game and was moments away from defeating the boss when he felt his attention drifting from his game to Vlad. “Fuck. Bro. Please. Give me three minutes…” He whimpered as he felt the desire grow inside of him; his HP bar dropping drastically. “It took me so long to get this far! I’ve almost beat your highscore.” August managed to fight Vlad’s powers for just long enough to pause his game before fixing his attention on the other’s ass. “What did you drop, anyway?”

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Oh, he was about to beat Vlad’s high score? Then a distraction was definitely in order. Vlad smirked as he heard the other pause the game and ask him what he dropped. “My fucking phone. I dropped it and accidentally knocked it under the bed.” Vlad said as he wiggled his hips and tried to reach for it even further, once more spiking August’s lust up just to be a little shit as his jeans clung to his ass. “I just got that phone. I’m not letting th collection of dust bunnies underneath your bed ruin it.” Vlad said with a snort.

Working his magic on August had definitely been a rather easy thing. Vlad was, after all, an attractive man. Even if he was about ten years older than August. Honestly, using his lust manipulation wasn’t really neccessary...It was more for fun than anything. Vlad pretended to drop something in front of his younger brother, and bent down to pick it up. Spiking his brother’s lust with his ass waving in the air. “Fuck...August, it rolled under the bed.” Vlad groaned as he went under the bed, his ass still perked up in the airr and the shirt even falling down slightly to reveal a teasing bit of skin.

“you shouldn’t even be here this late,” emmanuel says with a stern quirk of his eyebrow.  strong arms fold across his chest. it was past midnight and emmanuel had stayed behind at the precinct to work a case that, for the life of him, he just couldn’t crack. the last thing he needed right now was robb messing with him. “you know how i feel about pranks,” he says. “take yourself home, kid.” he turns away from him - however, after a few footsteps he stops in his track. turning to face robb again, memories flash in his brain of a few instances of fun he’d had behind his family’s back with the younger man. “or, if you really want to entertain me,” he says, “i’m going to the bathroom. be under my desk when i get back.”

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Robb pouted as he waved his hand, the half completed illusion of the man that he had been creating flickering away. He couldn’t help but take in the beautiful sight of the man’s strong and powerful arms folding across his chest. “Neither should you, sir. Someone has to make sure you don’t work yourself into an early grave.” Robb said with a shrug of his shoulders. “You love them, you just don’t want to admit it.” Robb lied, a cheeky grin on his face. Robb pouted when the other told him to take himself home, but the pout turned into a grin as he heard the other man’s choice. Robb didn’t waste any time getting under the desk, licking his lips as he imagined that thick cock forcing his mouth wide open again.

“Perhaps your temple should’ve also told you what I’ve done with them.” Not all had a good ending, but that was oft the case when Vaski was in the equation. There was no telling what an ancient being of enormous power, bored out of his mind, would do. Flaying was always on the table, though. 

But, the display of respect appeased him. Plus, this one was different. The predecessors had always been female. “I assume you already know my name?” Vaski raised a hand to beckon the boy closer. “Why are you here?” 

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“It did,” Alfredo assured with a nod of his head, letting out a deep breath. “Although I can only meditate twenty minutes a day and relive the memories. So the rest are just bits and pieces of stories that have been written down in the journals.” Alfredo explained with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked at the other man. 

“I wish to know what my ancestors did to secure your ire. That way I can warn any of my future reincarnations to not repeat their mistakes, sir.” The Water Witch said as he looked at the other man. “I do. Vaski, correct?” 

“My temple told me that you’ve met the earlier reincarnations of myself.” Alfredo hadn’t left the temple for years. It was the safest place for him, after all...But it was so secluded....So lonely. Alfredo had decided to leave the temple, and search for the man that he’s been seeing during his meditation. The man that he knows that quite a few versions of himself have been...Intimate with. “My name is Alfredo.” The water witch said as he looked at Vaski and respectfully bowed to him. 

“I don’t know what you’re doing here...And if I’m being honest? I don’t care. Either get out of my way or suffer.” The Emperor used to be known for being a cruel and merciless man...And that certainly hasn’t changed with his newest reincarnation. Ritch smirked as he looked at the other man. “You’re that annoying girl, right? Something Richards?” Ritch ‘accidentally’ mispoke, calling the other a girl instead of a guy. “Perhaps you should focus on buying a pretty dress and leave the fighting to the real men?” Ritch was definitely talking quite a bit of smack for a pretty boy, but the boy didn’t think of it that way. He was simply to strong for the other, in his own humble opinion.

      the reality were that such an offer didn’t hold much merit, rather he wished to see how eager he could get robb ; all for own pleasure of course. and so did it seem to work, those messy noises his favoured kind — shamelessly elias allows himself to moan, to let the other know that this were doing it’s intended job. hand that had previously stroked cheek now opens to push higher within hair, eagerly pressing down with each dip of head, an encouragement in some way but ultimately he didn’t wish to lose this— to lose how good robb were making him feel. “shit— said five minutes, not two.” a slight laugh, lips licked as he follows robb’s direction. 

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Robb smirked around the other man’s cock and felt a burst of pride in his chest as he heard the other man’s words. Robb pulled off of the cock briefly, his hands jerking it off even as he spoke. “I love to go above and beyond, what can I say?” Robb said with a smirk before going back down on the other man’s cock. Robb, this time, even hummed around the cock...allowing the vibrations to take the other man to a whole new level of pleasure as he did so. 

      Maverick took control, everyone knew this about him… and the bedroom was no exception. The younger boy grinned, placing a hand atop each one of Lucas’ and applied pressure, extended the other’s feet farther above his head before released and took a step back. Lucas’ naked body, from pretty, pink asshole to his thick bare thighs, was exposed to Maverick. “That’s gorgeous,” he groaned, pulling one of the pink jock’s straps and watching it slap back into place. “Does it taste as good as it looks?” He dropped down to his knees, lips almost instantly colliding with Lucas’ tight hole. He lightly licked around the other’s rim before licking a fat stripe across the surface, teasing it a bit before he began sliding his tongue inside. 

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Lucas let out a grunt as the other pushed him to extend his feet even further. Lucas gave the other a mute glare before hearing the other groaning. A gasp escaped his lips as the other used one of his straps to smack against his skin, the pink fabric definitely high lighting and framing that ass of his sinfully well. “Why don’t you give it a taste and find out?” Lucas purred before moaning as that tongue licked across his surface. “Don’t tease m-” Lucas let out an even louder moan as that tongue pushed inside, pressing back against the other man’s face almost desperately. “Fuck!” He hissed.