[M] Desperation

"So what? He's using the can."

He ground his hips against Ciro's backside slowly.

He doubted Belial would care if he fucked someone else while he was here. He definitely didn't care, so Belial could go fuck himself if he did.

The Lycan grinned against Ciro's lips. It always took so much to convince Ciro to have sex with him. So, so much. It almost exhausted him with the effort. His hands slid under Ciro's thighs, hoisting them up around his waist when Belial pressed against his back.

He began walking forwards towards the bedroom door, kicking it open.

The room looked like they had hosted an orgy with a dozen chocolate-obsessed people. He had to praise Belial on his work. He'd have to give him a special thank you later.

Belial couldn't help but smirk as Coilean picked up Ciro and carried him to the bedroom, the Lycan better appreciate the masterpiece he had made with the bedroom, it looked very authentic and the Demon wished that they had spent the day rolling around on the sheets smeared in chocolate instead of in the store room doused in blood.

As the door was kicked open the smell of chocolate wafted out of the room, it was highly enticing.

He leaned against the door frame as he watched the two enter the room.

"I got to the bathroom and suddenly you've replaced me."
He muttered with a soft whine as he watched the two of them.

Ciro purred into the man's mouth as Coilean lifted him up, hands tangling in the long orange locks as he nipped the man's lower lip sharply, grinding up against him. He started to nip and kiss at the man's neck enthusiastically, tongue trailing up to dip inside the man's ear.

He pulled away sharply as the door was kicked open.

"What the fucking hell did you do to it?!"

He was fairly sure it wasn't hygienic to eat in there. That place had been like a death trap. Still, at least it had been his mess that had been in there.

"Shush," he ordered, lifting one arm to stove two fingers into Ciro's mouth.

Belial had made a grand mess with congratulating. Coilean was impressed. So he wouldn't let Ciro ruin it.

He turned his gaze over his shoulder and gave the Demon a little grin. "You're welcome to join us if you want." Threesome and chocolate. Yum. Even he couldn't deny that that was a beautiful set up, even if he still wasn't overly fond of Belial.

The Irishman dumped his housemate onto the bed. "Strip," he ordered. "And I want to see you play with yourself."

He was in a dominant mood right now. And he was going to enjoy it while he could.

Coilean laid out on the bed, balancing himself on his elbows, gazing at Belial. "You. Here. Bring the chocolate." He could act like this at the moment. He was the dominant partner between Coilean and Lee. When Belial returned, he could do his bit to make himself feel better about being dominated.

"I uhh..."

He muttered, continuing with his nervous facade as he looked between Coilean and Ciro.

His gaze rested on the Lycan as he was ordered around, normally he would have glared at the Lycan or laughed at him, instead his eyes cast to the floor slightly, as if he was struggling with the inner conflict.

"Okay.."

He murmured softly as he padded over to the chocolate bowl, blowing out the candle that had kept it warm and bringing it over to Coilean, kneeling on the bed and placing it down in front of him.

His lips quirked upwards.

He liked this quiet, shy Belial. He was amusing.

Coilean dipped two fingers into the warm bowl, sucking on them gently to remove the chocolate from them. He had to praise him again; this chocolate wasn't cheap shit. It was the good chocolate.

He picked up the bowl when his fingers were clean and pushed his shirt up his stomach, drizzling the warm chocolate over his own flat stomach.

"Oh dear, I've made a mess of myself," he tutted softly. His eyes lifted to Belial. "Clean it up. Dont be shy because we have company."

Ciro let out a slight noise of surprise as he was dumped unceremoniously on the bed, accidentally hitting his head on the headboard.

"Careful as ever." he teased, slipping off his t-shirt and jeans as Coilean ordered.

Stretching out on the bed, his eyes locked in on the two other men as his hand slipped down his body to touch himself through his boxers, groaning lowly as his thumb rubbed over the head of his arousal through the fabric.

Slipping under the waistband, he started to pump himself slowly, legs shifting a little further apart.

Belial gave a soft whine as his eyes darted over to Ciro but he did as he was told, laying down on his stomach, propping himself up on his elbows as his tongue tentatively lapped out over Coilean's stomach.

His tongue worked dutifully as he licked up the melted chocolate, a purr sounding in his chest as he did so, adoring the taste of chocolate and the Lycan's skin mixed together.

His eyes fluttered open and he looked up at the man as his tongue and lips trailed over his stomach.

"Good boy," he praised with a little grin, running a hand through Belial's hair.

He shifted a little. "Take them off me," he ordered. Right now, his shorts needed to find a way to disappear. They were unnecessary.

He'd keep hold of his shirt, though. He couldn't afford to take off his shirt with his chest in the state that it was. It would scare Ciro. Bring up questions. He didn't want that happening. He'd keep his shirt on until his chest was healed.

His fingers dipped into the chocolate again, drawing a line down over his stomach and navel, dipping further as Belial pulled his shorts from him. Under his shorts he was bare.

He leaned down to kiss Coilean roughly, tugging at his hair before he pulled away again, slipping his boxer shorts off his hips.

His tongue darted over his lips as he watched Belial lap at the man's skin, fingertips ghosting along the underside of his arousal, teasing himself slowly. A soft groan escaped him as his hand closed around his heated skin again, pumping himself in a slow motion.

His free hand smoothed gently over Coilean's clothed chest, pouting a little. He wanted that off.

His fingertips lingered under the hem for a moment, toying with it.

Belial purred softly, leaning into the man's touch in his hair, as far as Ciro knew the two of them had been playing all night, as such he had no logical reason to growl or protest to this treatment.

The Demon did as he was told, quickly unbuttoning and unzipping the man jeans, pulling them down over his hips and sliding them off of his legs.

He lapped at the man's stomach, trailing his tongue down his navel and over his pelvis, purring softly as he did so.

His eyes caught Ciro wanting to remove Coilean's shirt, seeing the wound would rais suspicion, as such his hands slid over Ciro's arms as he knelt up, guiding the man's hands to the fly of his own pants.

Coilean returned the rough kiss with a purr.

The Lycan chuckled and shook his head when Ciro tugged at his shirt. No. Not this time. He didn't want his chest on show right now.

His lips quirked upwards when Belial's head bowed to lick up the chocolate that he had traced down over his navel and lower.

The Lycan pulled Belial down by his hair again, dragging his face down towards his crotch again. The feeling of Belial's hot, wet tongue lapping over his skin had gotten him hot and bothered.

He dragged Belial in for a deep kiss as he unbuttoned the man's jeans, tugging them down his hips impatiently. He wanted all of them bare and covered in chocolate.

Giving one final nip to the man's lips, he crawled down Coilean's body, smearing a second line of chocolate down the curve of his hip and along his inner thigh. His tongue chased after it, purring softly at the sweetness mingled perfectly with the contrasting saltiness of skin.

Sucking a patch of skin into his mouth, he bit down gently, working the skin between his teeth.

Belial kissed Ciro back eagerly, letting the man sample the taste of chocolate on his tongue before being pulled away by the hair and forced towards Coilean's crotch.

He purred softly as his tongue lapped out, trailing up the length of Coilean's member.

He took the man into his mouth sucking on him eagerly as he slowly began to bob his head.

The Demon made a mental note to get the Lycan to pay him back for this, if he wasn't having so much fun playing Human he would never had gone along with the Wolf's lies.

The man purred when Ciro began lapping at the skin of his hip and thigh.

When Belial took him into his mouth the same time Ciro bit down on his flesh, he gasped, hand tightening in Belial's dark hair.

Two good looking men between his legs at the same time. He must have pleased someone up there to get this treatment. Or perhaps he had pleased another being of such sorts.

His eyes turned down to Belial. He doubted the Demon would be doing this if Coilean hadn't done something to please him. And he knew he'd have to repay him for it in the future.

The entire time they've known each other, they've been fighting for dominance. Belial was only baring his throat this time to put on an act for the human. He was certain that he'd go back to being his usual self as soon as Ciro was either asleep or had buggered off somewhere

Then, he supposed, the real fun began.

His tongue swiped fleetingly over the skin of the man's balls, lingering for a moment before kissing and biting over the demon's neck, nibbling at an earlobe teasingly.

Ducking away again, he smeared another line of chocolate down and over the man's balls, ducking under Belial to suck at the skin there, fingernails digging into the man's thigh slightly.

Trailing his tongue back up the line of the man's torso, he stopped to nip and lap at a nipple, taking the nub inside his mouth and biting down gently with a purr.

His hips ground up against the man's abdomen playfully with a low moan.

Belial's tongue worked against the head of the man's arousal, pressing and swirling against his slit.

His head bobbed slightly faster, his teeth softly dragging against his shaft as his hands moved to caress the muscles of his stomach.

The Demon would make Coilean pay him back for this, after all, he hadn't fought for dominance and put up with everything that Coilean had done just to roll over and play submissive for him.

He knew he'd have to pay a high price for Belial's submission now.

But he could worry about that later. Right now he was determined to enjoy every second of this; punishment and payback be damned.

His hand tightened further in Belial's hair, moving his head forcefully, setting a deeper, faster pace. He was really going to milk this opportunity to have Belial submit to him and, unless he wanted to get caught in their act, he could do nothing but take what the Lycan did to him.

He was really going to enjoy this.

Coilean was almost sad that he wasn't into rougher play. Humiliating Belial by tying him up would have been fun.

Hm. Coilean was ignoring him a bit too much for his liking. Ciro frowned.

He bit down sharply on the nipple through the man's shirt sharply, demanding some of Coilean's attention. Kissing up the skin of his neck, he pressed into the man's side with a groan, hips rolling against him as he nipped and bit at his throat roughly.

His eyes travelled down Coilean's torso again, locking in on the shirt. He wanted that bloody thing off. It was really starting to piss him off now.

He gripped the hem of the shirt again, about to take it off.

Belial gagged slightly as Coilean forced his head down, the suddenly deep, fast pace didn't leave time to adjust his throat and the uncomfortable feeling persisted the longer that Coilean forced him to move.

Ciro was preoccupied trying to get the Lycan's attention, as such the Demon took the opportunity to glare up at the man gripping onto his hair.

Slowly his throat relaxed and he moved on his own terms, taking him deep and fast into his mouth.

The man inhaled sharply when a nipple was bitten through the thin fabric of his shirt, his attention sufficiently distracted.

Coilean moaned softly, head tilting back a little to offer more of his neck and his throat to the human's wandering lips. He had no worries about offering his throat to a human. They weren't strong enough to do anything dangerous.

He wasn't too far gone, though, to grip Ciro's hand and pull it away from his shirt gently. "No." His shirt was staying on. If it were just Belial, he wouldn't mind. Belial knew about his injury. Everything was fine there.

But it wasn't. Ciro was human. He didn't know about the injury and he would panic. The Lycan wasn't going to tolerate that.

His eyes turned down to Belial. He wouldn't tell the man about his injuries, would he? Coilean almost snorted instead of parting his lips to ask the silent question while Ciro was busy at his neck.

That glare. His lips stretched into a grin as his hand tightened in the Demon's hair, hips thrusting upwards almost violently into the Demon's mouth as if to taunt him. He couldn't do anything about this dominance for now.

This was all going to bite him in the ass again when Ciro was out of the picture, though.

He glared sulkily up at Coilean, giving a particularly forceful nip to the side of the man's neck as he continued to grind up against him with a low groan. His hand slipped back down the man's body to pump and squeeze the base of his arousal as his hips jerked into the demon's mouth.

He started to kiss back down the man's body again slowly, laving his tongue over the inside of a thigh, and biting down again hard, leaving a deep red mark on the pale skin.

Lips trailing back up the man's skin, his tongue brushed over Belial's top lip fleetingly before lapping at the base of Coilean's arousal with a low purr.

Belial coughed slightly against the man's around the man's arousal, his throat constricted involuntarily as his head was forced down roughly.

That grin only made the Demon more annoyed and he considered simply biting down on the Lycan's member but Ciro was still here.

Coilean was definitely making the best of it, purposely annoying the Demon and using his body how ever he wanted.

His glare narrow as his purple eyes flashed black, a clear warning for the Lycan, he would pay dearly for his humiliation.

Sulk all you want, its for your own good, he thought as Ciro glared up at him.

He didn't want the man panicking so he wouldn't give him reason to do so.

A soft gasp sounded as Ciro began pumping him while Belial continued to bob his head, his hips grinding and jerking a little more, this time not with malicious intent towards the Demon.

That Demon that would probably take it as malicious and punish him worse because of it.

Oh well. Either way, he would get punished. He had already done intentionally malicious things to piss off the Demon. This was just adding to the fire of the Demon's anger.

His reasoning now for anything that he would do to annoy the Demon would be that he was already getting punished; he might as well make the most of what he was doing before he would receive his punishment.

Ciro's tongue ran down the seam of where the man's thigh met his pelvis, tongue lapping over his balls as he continued to pump him slowly.

Turning his head quickly, he sank his teeth deeply into the top of the man's thigh, tongue darting out over the skin teasingly as it traced the marks where his teeth had been.

He was starting to feel unsatisfied from not being touched and so, straddled the man's waist, grinding down against him as he started to pump himself and Coilean in unison, letting out a low moan.