Wicked Witch

The Lengths We Go || Rowan & Monte

He grunted in surprise and pain as Rowan tackled him to the ground. While most men would have had their pride wounded by being tackled like this, Monte was rather pleased with the position he was in. Rowan was gorgeous, his weight perfect on top of him. Not to mention those wicked hip twisting against his own. “Yes, I seem to have forgotten that. Any chance you could take it easy on a lawyer like me?” His blue eyes twinkled innocently, and he waited until Rowan opened his mouth to answer before twisting his hips. The blond shifted his weight, managing to get himself up and over the brunette. He pressed Rowan to the floor, face down, his cock starting to stir as he rubbed against his ass. “I mean, clearly I’m outmatched,” he whispered against his ear, nipping at the curve.

That wicked grin and glinting eyes all made the appeal to the other man even greater. This was far more than work, hell Rowan was enjoying himself so much at the current moment. "I'll take it easy on you, if that's what you want." He yelp in surprised as he was flipped over. He saw it coming and could have stopped it, but what's the fun in that. Now Monte was on top of him  and he could feel the other man's erection pressing against his ass. He wanted it, but participating in the game Rowan began to twist and struggle under the hold, shivering as he felt warm breath and light bites on his neck and ear. "You are, but you just might win today. In more ways then one. Don't be afraid to break me, I'm stronger then any other you've been with. That's a guarantee." 

The Lengths We Go || Rowan & Monte

One pale brow arched, hands sliding to hold the back of Rowan’s pants, the tips of his fingers barely grazing the man’s ass. “Oh really? And what happened to your body being mine, hm?” The man leaned in closer. He stopped, a breath away from kissing Rowan, their breath mingling together in the scant space between their lips. One hand moved quickly, wrapping around Rowan’s wrist, wrenching his arm back behind his own back. Holding on tight, he pressed Rowan tight to his chest, lips curling into a smirk. “Put up a fight. Something tells me this will be fun.”

Rowan bit his lip as Monte's hand went behind him, slightly rubbing him. "I like the alternative better," he countered with his signature smirk. Rowan felt his breath mix with the other man. He thought that it was to kiss, and the witch went in for it. But he was taken by surprise when his arm was twisted behind his back and he was pushed forward. "Fun only if you can keep up." Rowan noticed just how bad of a position Monte put himself in and he took full advantage. Rowan kicked the other man's leg, knocking him off balance before shoving him roughly to the ground, holding his wrists to the floor as Rowan fell on top and straddled him. "You must be forgetting that I'm a hunter. You'll have to try a little harder then that to get me," he said, grinding his hips some to tease the man beneath him. 

Private

"J-just us?" Preston echoed, slightly unsure of the situation at hand, but listening to what Rowan was feeling and the blonde was comforted by that. The fact that he was special to Rowan. That this was something they had had and that he could keep special. Preston knew Luc belonged to Arakiel and Titus did as well. He had a feeling that they were…more to him. People turned and made with love. There had been emotion. Preston had been made in anger and rage, with no love or lust between them. Just an action of revenge on his parents it would seem. Preston wondered often if Arakiel hated him. He didn’t know. Though, those feelings were intense they washed past as Rowan took his cock into his mouth. Suckling the member and making the blonde whimper. This, this was home.

Rowan understood all of Preston's doubts. They flickered across his face whenever Arakiel came up in conversation. Like Rowan observed earlier, whenever they made progress, it seemed like Preston would take two steps back. Rowan didn't understand why this had to happen or what he could do to make it stop, so he tried his best. The obvious fact was that there was much on the young vampire's mind, and it was Rowan's job to clear it. He would drill it into Preston's head that there was always going to be just one vampire that he would choose over all the others, and that vampire was with him now. Rowan sucked hard on Preston's cock, willing it to become stiffer in his mouth. At the sound of his boy's whimper, Rowan began to slowly bob his head, sucking the beautiful boy off. His hand came up as he began to rub the well defined body that belonged to him. His boy deserved this, and this wasn't something that Rowan would do to just anyone. The witch cared for this troubled vampire greatly. 

The Lengths We Go || Rowan & Monte

His hand wrapped more firmly around Rowan’s hip, pulling him closer. A faint hum rumbled in his throat for the warm lips on his throat, and a little bit of his apprehension melted away. All of a sudden, an image popped into his mind, and he grinned. “Well, Mr. Ducain, I think the ropes will come in handy. But first, how do you feel about wax and knives?” Monte would love to make this man into his own work of art. Red wax, he thought, scattered across his torso and thighs, perhaps accented by a couple of richer reds as he scraped it off. He wasn’t a sadist, not really, but there was something thrilling about holding a knife to someone’s skin and feeling it penetrate.

His lips continued to lightly kiss and tease Monte's neck. Hearing the request, Rowan suddenly stopped and pulled his face away. He studied the other man's face to see if he was truly serious or not. Then, a smirk spread across Rowan's face at the thought. Knives...blood...oh he loved those things so much. He loved the thought of his body bearing more marks, more delicious stories to remember at a later date. "Mr. Harris, I think that would be nice. But, if that's what you want then I won't be so willing to oblige. You might just have to force it onto me. I do feel like I'm in a fighting mood today." Rowan grabbed Monte's shirt and pulled it harshly. "Yes, I think I might put up a fight just to make things interesting." 

The Lengths We Go || Rowan & Monte

He smirked wider when he felt the man’s hand on his ass. Work harder? Oh, was Rowan ever in for a treat. Monte hadn’t indulged in his dominant side with Nico much. His merman was a little too high-spirited for that, and they hadn’t had the time to really talk about it just yet. So this would be interesting, a dual sort of release for Monte. “Noted, Mr. Ducain. So… we discussed something along the lines of ropes and whips, did we not?” He wouldn’t push further than Rowan was comfortable with, and since he hadn’t spent a lot of time talking or observing the other man, he would have to feel this out. Monte liked being in charge, but pushing people out of their comfort zones wasn’t something he was down with.

Rowan chuckled at Monte's response. His hesitation was obvious as he was a nice man generally. The witch was aware that not many masters would be aware of his masochistic nature, and how much he enjoyed and craved the pain that came with being dominated. "Mr. Harris, please do not feel the need to hold back. I am not your boy, I am a grown man who understands the pleasure that comes with intensity. We won't get anywhere with just ropes and whips, now will we? I crave darkness and I want to see yours. What do you desire?" He pushed his body closer, grinding his hips into Monte's. He kissed his neck lightly and ran his hand through his blonde hair. "Like I said, my body is yours. And believe me when I say I don't think I'll be using a safe word with you." 

The Lengths We Go || Rowan & Monte

Meeting At Your Door || Rowan and Arakiel

Meeting At Your Door || Rowan and Arakiel

Private

Rowan smiled as Preston pulled down his pants. He got to his knees and began to stroke the vampire. "Daddy is going to give you a gift that he would never give to Luc. This is something that Daddy and his boy share. You will always be my first pick." Rowan put Preston's cock into his mouth and slowly engulfed the vampire.