onyx storm

"Oh, you did like that," Raphael laughed at the slave clearly enjoying his predicament. He knew he'd be following through for sure now on taking the bird for himself. Maybe Raiden was onto something with that fixation. He didn't pull out of Onyx just yet, rocking his hips as he debated whether he needed a second round or not. Being Raph, he absolutely could go another one and sure enough he did, fucking the slave all over again.

"Fuck off." He snapped, he was not going to admit right where Raphael could hear. His body had a mind of it's own at times and that was one of those times. He could hope that would be the end of it yet he knew the reality of his situation. There was no end unless Raphael decided it. "No not again." He groaned, half out of frustration and half of pleasure. He was always sensitive after an orgasm now he was being fucked all over again.

Raphael couldn't get enough of how quickly Onyx surrendered to him. Shit like that really fed the prideful ghoul's already massive ego. This wasn't about his slave's pleasure as he fucked him, no, this was all about his own needs and Raph sure as shit didn't care if his slave came or not when he did. He continued fucking his seed deep into the thunderbird's guts and even when those waves of orgasm subsided he remained hard and at the ready. It took a lot to knock the incubus down. He started thrusting again, right back to his original pace as he used Onyx like the toy he was. His dark eyes glowed red against black sclera and his fangs stretched from his canines. "You like that?" he growled down at his slave as he slowed his rhythm, keeping his pace nice and slow and torturous for anyone in heat. His wrapped his hand around the other's caged member, teasing at it. "Beg me to let you cum free."

Onyx was clawing at the ghouls back as he used him as he wanted to he used. The irony would have to be dealt with when his whole body wasn't on fire as it was. Even this was only scratching the surface of his needs. All because when Raphael fucked him he did so for his own pleasure, the thunderbirds were never a thought to consider. He claws at his back as he urges for him to keep going, maybe eventually he'll find his own pleasure even through the cage. His groans and noises weren't being hidden now as he was filled by the explosion deep within his guts. That meant nothing, neither near the end of this he knew well that the ghoul could go on for a long while. "No." He lied, even now he wasn't going to freely give him more pleasure. Especially when he slowed down, dragging his cock against his sensitive walls in a way that only teased him. The hand at his cock annoyed him yet he gave a groan anyways, he was doubly sensitive. "Just take it off already." He snapped back, he didn't want to beg he just wanted the thing off.

"Then in that case, stop bitching and get your ass into the bedroom." Gareth shot back, slapping Onyx hard on the ass before continuing that was himself. "Lay on your back and get yourself comfortable. There's something I think we could have a little fun with."

He was already regretting giving him a chance to do something different. He rolled his eyes heavily as he got up off the floor and went straight to his bedroom. He shot him a glare at the smack which left a tingle of pain to his ass as he walked. Finding the bed he climbed onto it to lay on his back as he said. "I'll be the judge on how fun this truly will be."

"Garry?" He repeated with a laugh, not actually caring all that much about that nickname right now. It wasn't as if he hadn't been called much, much worse throughout his lifetime. The aswang could practically smell the need coming off of Onyx and he smirked, deepening the kiss briefly before he pulled away from the younger man and slapped him on the ass. "Lose the clothing and get your ass into my bedroom, unless you feel like being fucked up against the wall." Not that Gareth planned on letting Onyx go after just one round of sex, of course.

"Shut up." He growled, not in the mood for his teasing when they had better things to be doing. Mostly for Gareth to be doing him into any surface available. He was deep in the kiss allowing it to consume him entirely as he grabbed at the other. He would have kissed longer had the other not broken it with demands to get undressed. He does so with a swiftness, he hadn't much on to begin with, as his master rarely let him in clothes these days. "Fuck." He groans, making his way to the bedroom where he'd get onto the bed. Laying back onto his elbows as he spread his legs with the desire to entice him to join.

“Good boy,” Raphael cooed, the grin as condescending as his tone. “Was that so hard?” He first removed his pants and underwear, then slowly pulled the plug out of Onyx’s well-stretched hole. He didn’t bother with any lubricant, sure his slutty bird didn’t need any. Grasping hips, Raph wasted no time in plunging into that cavernous heat that gripped him just right. His head fell back with a groan. “Fuck, that’s hot. Feels just right.” Even the ghoul couldn’t contain himself. He didn’t give Onyx much chance to adjust before fucking him properly, pulling him by the hips into each and every punishing thrust into his bird.

He hated the look on his face, and the way his tone sounded to his already sensitive ears. He hated how desperate he was for his touch, to be touched at all was what he was craving didn't really matter who it was from. "Shut up." He growled, the plug soon gone which left him feeling too empty yet it didn't last too long. Something far bigger was replaced without anything more than a shove of his hips. Onyx was already gripping onto the ghoul as tightly as he could, nails digging into flesh as he was filled. The loud groan from him couldn't be contained nor the sudden rush of pleasure he felt, it was too much yet not enough to fully satisfy him. "Fuck.. just.. fuck." He's pulled onto him with each thrust, each one brutal and punishing and everything he needed.

The growing grin barely suppressed the low rumble of pleasure in Raphael's throat. He strode over to Onyx and joined him on the bed atop him. He forced his slave's legs wider as he settled between them, hand dipping down to toy with the gold plug topped with an onyx gem sticking out through the chastity belt. "And how would you like me to help you?" he asked, while thrusting the toy gently in and out of the younger. He'd keep that up until he got what he wanted from his slave.

He hated the way his body enjoyed the brief, simple touch of his legs separating. Had he not been flushed with his own heat he wouldn't have been so pliable. Yet he could hardly fight against his own internal needs during this time, when he was so close to anyone. Even more so as the toy was then touched to be moved into and out of him. He couldn't stop the groan of pleasure as it rushed through him. "Fuck." His hands were already moved to lay upon those shoulders above him. "Just take it out and fuck me proper." He growled, desperation seeping through his tone.

It came as no surprise to him that he was being sent off to Gareth's, he expected as much considering. Deep down he was a bit eager, wondering how he was like during this time of the year. Knowing himself that he was already feeling that itch for more. When the door opened he was greeted with a very naked master which did not surprise him in the least. "Garry." He said, he wasn't given much time to do anything more once he was pulled forward and into a kiss. It was a hard one that had the thunderbird's knees weak as he immediately returned the kiss in kind. Him more needy than he'd ever give any other day but now was different. He wanted to be touched in every way, filled and fucked until he saw stars and then some.

Gareth gestured for Onyx to stand once they were in his bedroom, the aswang raising an eyebrow at the other man. He circled around him, mostly just to try and make the slave uncomfortable. "Hey, if you want to switch things up, I'm all for it, sweetheart. But I'm not all that sure that you'd like some of the other things that I could come up with for us to do together."

He rose to his feetm with a quickness as though the floor itself was too hot to sit on. He watched him as he circiled around him like he was something to eat, though perhaps he truly was. "Switch things up?" He questioned, he wouldn't like anything the other suggested. "I don't want to know whats going on in that stupid head of yours." He grumbled, arms crossing over his chest as he firmly glared at him.

The aswang laughed softly around Onyx's cock, his gaze flickering up briefly to watch the slave's expression. His tongue traced along the underside of the older man's length before Gareth slid all the way down again, humming quietly around Onyx's dick. At the same time, he adjusted the angle of his fingers slightly, searching for that little bundle of nerves that would have the slave seeing stars.

It was annoying how good he was at this, more annoying that he was enjoying it. He shouldn't be giving him the joy of hearing his pleasure but there was a limit to his own control. Especially when fingers find what they're looking for causing the thunderbird to gasp them groan as he pushes up into that mouth. "Fuck." He lets out in another groan, "There, there." He instructs as if the other wasn't clued in to his reaction.

The master gave him an amused look, raising an eyebrow. "I thought you'd be smart enough to realize what I plan on doing to you every time you come up here." He replied with a laugh, stepping into the living room and settling himself down onto the couch, stretching his legs out. "Fucking is usually the thing I'm after here, sweetheart."

"I already knew what you wanted, asshole. I'm not stupid." Though he could hear a grating voice in his head that said otherwise. He watched him as he moved only to follow behind him begrudgingly. "No shit, you're incredibly one dimensional." He said, wondering if there was more to him than the dick he liked to shove inside him. Probably not, would be asking for too much on that.

"Oh, thank god you're pretty," Raphael laughed at Onyx, sure that the stupid bird didn't understand his predicament. "It's your new gear, you're all mine now, Onnie. You'll be wearing all that and nothing else for the foreseeable future." He grinned wolfishly at his newest claim, circling him like a predator and drinking in the delicious sight of his slave trussed and plugged up. Even better than he'd imagined. Tempting to take that ass right here and now, but there were rules to get out of the way before that. "Do you need some time to throw a tantrum first or are you capable of listening to my rules for you?"

"Seriously?" He asked though he really shouldn't have been shocked. How else would he want him other than bound and naked? It would make using him a lot easier on the ghoul even if the bird despised the easy access. He was tempted to throw a fit just for the hell of it knowing the other would enjoy it. "Then get to the point already." He grumbled, deciding not to give him a show for the time being. Mostly so he could learn these rules he had for him. With the sole intention of finding ways to break them depending on what they were.

Gareth stroked Onyx's cock slowly a few more times, mostly just to be a dick, before he dropped to his knees between the slave's spread legs. The aswang continued to thrust his fingers in and out of the older man, working him open carefully before he added another digit. He shifted a little on his knees and then leaned down to wrap his lips around Onyx's cock, his tongue swirling around the head before Gareth slid all the way down the slave's length until the tip pressed against the back of his throat. Lucky for him that he didn't have the need to breathe, though Gareth purposefully tightened his throat around Onyx's cock before he began to bob his head.

He didn't appreciate the teasing yet couldn't say much else about it as those fingers moved deeper inside him. Then another to join the two to stretch him wider with each thrust inside him leaving the bird, for once, without something sassy to say. "Oh fuck." He curses as lips wrap around his cock, as his tongue moved against his sensitive skin. It hadn't been expected yet he was enjoying it all the same it seemed he wasn't so bad with his mouth that wasn't pissing him off. It might have annoyed him more with how good he was, just another thing for him to smug about later. "Fucking... prick." He groans, the way he tightened around him was almost too much, and felt too good.

The aswang just looked at Onyx for a moment, clearly amused, and then turned his attention to grabbing a glass and getting his strongest drink out of the cabinet. Gareth poured some of the whiskey into the glass and held it down for Onyx to take before he got himself a blood wine. "Planning on sulking the entire night?" He asked him with a smirk, taking a sip of his own drink.

He took the offered drink quickly before it was taken from him, the moment that liquid got into his system he felt better. It's been too long since he had anything remotely strong, likely since the last party the castle had. That seemed like ages ago for the bird especially when the days tend to bleed into one another. "Depends on what you plan on doing with me now that I'm here." He said, though he was still on the floor as he drank what was remaining of his beverage.