We All Fall Down

Brendan glowered right back at the other slave, the annoyance radiating off him. It was bad enough having to deal with masters, but he rarely had much patience for his fellow slaves either. Probably not the smartest thing to not try and be friendly with people in the same situation. "I'd argue that means that you should be the one watching out then."

Vitaly turned back to the other and all but snarled. "You know breaking you is easy without power. But with power, more so. Do you wish death?" Cranky was Vitaly's main mode most of the time, save for specific people. "I have exploded on master before, you are mouse in comparison. I am here looking for injured, I will add you to list, tape you up, and re-injure for fun."

Lucien's eyes fluttered closed and he had to choke back the moans that wanted to leave him because his body was reacting, it would always react to Vitaly pressed against him. He hissed in a breath feeling the warm tongue move along his skin, his fangs digging into his own bottom lip to keep himself as quiet as he could. "Don't." The word left him before the thought processed in his mind at the hellhound's threat. His dark eyes opened and stared at the close face and its rugged features, everything like he remembered.

Vitaly couldn't help the practically smug grin that found his features then, one hand moving to cup Lucien through the cloth that covered his cock, running fingertips along the hard length. "First step to admitting you have problem, acceptance. I believe that is how this works, da?" The amusement in his voice was tangible as he leaned in to graze his lips over the good doctors. "We can keep playing this game, Lucien. You can hate me. I am mutt. But I am mutt you like to ride."

Vitaly shut his eyes and sighed. "Yes, everyone wants expedite version. Bad puppy, bit hand that fed." He murmured as he leaned on the bartop. "Is not very exciting. I now belong to Luci. Dresses me up very pretty." He offered with a small smirk. "Outside of this, I remain behaved. Naturally until unstuck in trouble, I sit here and debate dumb choice." He looked over at Ember, shrugging. "A drink, then. Vodka. Cheap stuff is fine. As long as not svedka. Terrible imitation drink."

There was a time where someone bumping him after the shitty afternoon he'd have would've resulted in a snarl, but the hellhound shut his eyes. 'Temper, temper.' It was like Lucien's voice was programmed into his head now, along with Kaden's 'Do not even give him the satisfaction of being allowed to punish you.' So instead, Vitaly merely glowered, his stare going almost straight through the human. ".... I am bigger than you, mind area around you, twig."

To be absolutely fair, Vitaly knew what he was starting the minute he got his hand on Lucien. He watched the cane drop, the jacket come off, and the hat fly before he felt the other pin him in place, hands immediately going to Lucien's waist before he began slowly unbuttoning his vest. "You are going to have to help if you do not wish to have new outfit." He murmured, kissing the other between every few words. "I am not very patient. And I am not resentful. But I am very... very hungry." He growled as he shoved his own pants down once Lucien got them open. "And you look very appetizing despite all the buttons."

"Naw, you look good too, Alehkin," Kaden assured the other. He smirked, relating well with Vitaly's fashion choices. He snorted out a short laugh, looking the hellhound over. "Agreed. It's also nice to have a saner mind in the suite to balance out the amount of crazy Doc's puttin' out. Could be fun to drive him nuts together."

"He may also off us together if this is case. But if we go down, down we go together and all of that." He gave himself one more disdained look over before he went to go for a drink. "Come. Drink with me. You do not have to get hammered. I can do enough of this for both of us. You must tell me quirks I need to look out for."

"Well let's hope we get caught." Noel said with a dreamy smile at the hellhound and then it was his turn to laugh at Vitaly's observation. "Yes you are. Were you not aware my brother is very fond of white? Have you not seen his suite? It's his OCD. Likes things clean and sterile Well, until it comes to sex. But I'm sure you'll find out more about that than you want to." He studied Vitaly a moment and then ordered him a short of vodka straight on the rocks and himself a glass of red wine, French of course. "I didn't figure you'd prefer wine." He offered as their drinks came. "Consider these events your chance to network, make friends where you hadn't before." Noel put a hand on his thigh. "You're going to need friends."

"I was not aware how bad, only that it was a little severe." He admitted, grinning at Noel. When Noel made that point, Vitaly thought about the other master returning and realized he was quite right. This was the time to make sure he made connections that ensured that no matter what was said, what money was thrown around, the other wouldn't be able to exact some sort of weird and wild revenge. "I am not wine puppy, this is true." He murmured, taking the vodka and sipping slowly. "If master I nearly burnt to crisp is pissy enough upon return, even Luci won't be able to help. Hardly fair. I didn't kill him. Merely maimed." Still he glanced at Noel. "And who would you suggest I network with?"

"You poor thing," Finn cooed. He didn't shy away from Vitaly and grinned back at his favorite hellhound and wiggled his brows suggestively. "Y'know I could resolve that itchiness by takin' it all off and ridin' you till you go mad."

Vitaly hummed as he let his hand glide along Finn's thigh before he grabbed a mound of flesh in his hand. "This is true. However, I think I am to behave while suffering through." He murmured. "As much as I would like to bend you over bar, must be good puppy. New owner and all." He murmured, leaning in to steal a good kiss from the other, sighing before leaning back. "I am very used to being able to do what I want and when. Now, rules. Much less fun."

Vitaly let out a bark of a laugh before glancing at Noel. "If he catches me speaking to you, muzzle might be in very near future." He offered, not caring in the least. "I am very... bright. I like black better. This feels like opportunity to make mess. But yes, a drink. Whatever you find appealing." He added, leaning on the bar and glancing at the party goers. "I used to avoid these. Now I feel I will be attending all. Dressed up very nice and pretty."

Kaden shot Vitaly a briefly confused look before bursting into laughter. Much as he wouldn't wish a claim with Lucien on anyone, he was glad to have Vitaly around. Nice to have someone with a rational mind to share a conversation with and company in tormenting their shared master. "You certainly can expect it every event," he said, grinning crookedly at his new roommate. "You're right in that, it could be worse. Still, I would've rather worn a John Wayne thing I had picked out for tonight. Gaudet is way too excited in havin' us match, ain't he?"

Vitaly walked around Kaden slowly, appraising him. "Matching, suffering. Is very on brand. But the view? Nice. You make this look better. I look like stuffed in casing." He muttered, the material tight on him. "I prefer dress shirt, open collar. This feels suffocating." He explained as he looked out at the other guests before glancing back to Kaden. "You can show me this John wayne outfit later if you like. Is nice to have more than just one creature to appreciate."

Vitaly chuckled as he watched the other come closer, arm settling around Finn's waist. "Da, is very... itchy." He muttered as he adjusted the collar. "I feel like prize pony. But you look delicious. I would like bite of this meal." He joked, swatting Finn's rear for good measure. "Expect more of this, though. I am sure Gaudy will keep decorating me."