when a man is prey to his emotions, he is not his own master

It was always interesting to have a slave who didn't have some snappy little reply for him, but Stigr often found himself enjoying the ones who didn't try to give him a constant headache. He set his clothes aside once he'd finished stripping and then surveyed Elio, giving him a nod. "Perfect like that." Stigr replied and moved to join the other man on the bed. His fingers slid lightly along the slave's jaw and then he tilted Elio's chin up to kiss him, his other hand moving to push the slave down onto the bed.

Manny opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something and then closed it. "All right, thank you." He cleared his throat and rounded the booth again, sitting opposite of Stigr so that he could finish his drink. "What'll you be getting up to for the rest of the night?" he inquired.

Stigr settled back against the booth, watching Manny quietly as the younger man picked up his drink. "I think I'll be heading home once we're finished here. Nothing against the parties the castle throws, but they're not my favorite thing to attend. I mostly do it for appearances and I suspect some people would drag me out here if I didn't show up." There was a small flash of amusement to his voice. "What will you do?"

Khion gazed up at Stigr with large bright eyes and a shit-eating grin spreading across his lips. If it'd been anyone else he probably would've been a little concerned for his safety. This was exactly what he wanted from Stigr though and he didn't even bother hiding it. Surely the councilman knew that too. "Has anyone ever told you it's not very wise to tease a pamola?" he returned the question. He bit down on his bottom lip, barely suppressing the soft groan that escaped his throat. "What're you gonna do about it?"

The older man narrowed his eyes down at Khion, continuing to rock his hips against the younger man's. "I'm half tempted to spank you, actually." He grumbled, noting the way that the pamola was very much enjoying his current situation. Such a brat. Stigr got his hand on the younger man's thigh, encouraging his leg around his hip as he drove his hips a bit harder against Khion's. "It would serve you right."

Manny didn't have a chance to formulate a response to that, more focused on Stigr finally moving atop him. He sucked in a hiss of air and groaned softly, the noise not staying quiet for long. He squeezed Stigr's hips tight and arched up to meet every downward movement from the councilman. "Fuck... so do... you," he breathed out. It'd been a long time since he'd been with any woman and normally he was the one more in control in those situations. He wasn't complaining about this nor did he demand Stigr change his pace, the berserker more than content in enjoying the moment for however long it lasted.

Manny arching up into him drew a delighted moan from the councilman, his movements stuttering for a few seconds. The vampire glanced down at the guard, debating, and then was quick to flip their positions, careful to not jostle them too much. He smirked at Manny, arching up into him, and curled a leg around the younger man's hip. "Why don't you show me just how good you can make me feel, hm?"

"So demanding," Khion grumbled, giving Stigr a look. The corner of his mouth curved up slightly to show he was teasing. He didn't need to be told twice though. He rolled his hips nice and slow to start then raised them, finding a steady rhythm riding the councilman's iron-hard tumescence. "Oh, fuck," he groaned, head falling back with the heady sound. He gripped Stigr tighter, moved faster, moaned louder. "Fuck, you feel so... fucking good."

"I learned from the best." As though Stigr hadn't been very demanding even before he'd met Khion. He leaned in to kiss the younger man, nibbling at his bottom lip and moved a hand down to curl around the pamola's cock, stroking him slowly. It didn't take much longer for him to cum, his hips thrusting up a few times before he buried himself deep in Khion and came with a moan.

Khion fell over the edge of bliss crying out Stigr's name and rolling his hips in time with those rough thrusts. It wasn't enough to sate the sex-starved and sensitive pamola who felt like heat struck him again without all the icky symptoms. Soon as he came down from the high he grinned at the councilman who let him get away with a lot of shit. "Aw, Stiggy, what's wrong?" he cooed as if he wasn't the source of the problem. His chest heaved with labored breaths as he spoke. "Why so grumpy?"

"I couldn't possibly imagine what the issue is." Stigr growled right back, looking down at Khion with an unimpressed stare. It was clear that he really was letting him get away with too much these days, the brat. It was fine, though, since Stigr was keeping track of just how long Khion played this little game. He'd get him back for it later. He gave the younger man a scowl and then leaned down to bite his throat, continuing to thrust hard into the pamola.

"Well, I'm glad to hear, thank you," Manny said, grinning crookedly. He didn't make a move to leave Stigr's lap, though he did clear his throat. "Is there anything else I can do for you while I'm here?"

There were a few things that Stigr would like to do with Manny, but he simply shook his head. "No. Thank you, Mr. Henderson." He gave his wrist a small squeeze and then let go so the guard could move away if he wanted to. "Go and enjoy your food."

"Good boy." Khion grinned, always a fan of getting his way. Which was often with Stigr. He swiftly moved clothing out of the way, freed the parts that mattered, and used a spit-slicked hand to further wake the older man's arousal. Satisfied, the impatient pamola raised his hips and lowered himself onto that rigid source of heat, head falling back with a groan as inch by inch filled him to the hilt. "Fuck, Stiggy," he breathed out. "You feel so good."

The vampire snorted in amusement at the praise. As though he was going to tell Khion no -- at least not now. His hands moved to rest on the younger man's hips, his thumbs brushing idly along the skin, letting his head drop back to look up at the pamola. A small smirk played around his lips and he used his hold on Khion to start encouraging him to move. "As do you."

Khion once again waited for that familiar feeling of Stigr's closeness and stopped. This time, however, he added the tiniest touch of frost in his breath to really cool the councilman down. He did this at least twice more and the last time he fully pulled back and up onto his feet, bright eyes glittering mischievously. "That's too bad, Stiggy," he cooed, like it was the other man's fault he hadn't gotten off. He turned and walked towards the door, taking his sweet time so that Stigr could grab him, which Khion absolutely wanted.

The feeling of cold had the vampire gritting his teeth, eyes narrowing as he watched Khion get to his feet. Brat was the first thing that went through his mind as he noted the way that Khion was looking down at him, but Stigr let him turn away and get a few steps distance between them before he lunged. The movement drove them both to the floor, Stigr on top of Khion, straddling the younger man, one hand locked tightly around the pamola's wrists to jerk them above his head. "Has anyone ever told you, sötnos, that it's not very wise to tease a vampire?" Stigr asked, a growl to the councilman's voice as he started to rock his hips against the younger man's.

Khion hummed in content, shifting as needed to accommodate Stigr's welcomed returned attention. He kept working the councilman up with slow, deliberate strokes for a few minutes longer. His patience finally snapped and he swung himself into Stigr's lap, getting both their pants off enough for what he really wanted. "If you edge me again," he muttered with a half-hearted warning glare at the older. A little bit of spit applied, the pamola raised himself up, and lowered himself down on Stigr's cock, head falling back with a low, drawn out groan.

Stigr's responding laugh sounded a little strangled, frustration clearly written all over the vampire's face. "I assure you, I do not have the patience that would be required for edging you tonight." He'd make no promises about putting Khion through that again, but the younger man deserved it every so often. The councilman's head dropped back with a moan as Khion sank down onto his cock, the vampire thrusting his hips up after a few seconds. "Move, goddammit, Khion."