[M] The Play Date

Lycus did it again, tugging on the piercing sharply as he thrust up into deeply with a moan.

The Elf gave a groan of appreciation as he gaze flicked over to the Hybrid and his Lycan as he suggested a genital piercing.

"Gods yes."

The man replied with a purr, he'd love to see their boy decorated beautifully.

The Hybrid squirmed as his slit was rubbed firmly, knowing they were discussing what they wanted to do to his body had him giving a low moan.

He wanted them to claim him, every item they placed on his body whether it be a collar, plug or even a piercing made him feel like he belonged to them more.

Zakhar moaned softly as the piercing was tugged again, biting his lip a little.

"I am debating over gold or silver." Alek's head tilted to the side a little. I prefer silver myself but I think gold would look good on him.

He pursed his lips as he hummed. "Silver and rubies," he decided after a long moment, eyes flickering over the boy's body as he thought deeply over what he wanted to see his boy in. "Perhaps aquamarine, too."

"We'll have to pin you out in the garden to tan some. Your skin is so pale."

The difference between their skin tones was striking. Alek, after spending so long outside in the hot weather, now sported an olive skin tone. Chester's skin was incredibly pale compared to his. Like porcelain.

His hand moved away from the boy's arousal to rest on his hips again.

Chester was never allowed outside for too long, it wouldn't matter if he had been, he had grown up in Quebec, Canada. It was cold and cloudy, staying outside long enough to get a tan would result in him losing his toes to frost bite.

His gaze flicked down to his hand which gripped onto the Lycan's shoulder, his hand really did look pale when compared to the Lycan's skin, he really hadn't payed much attention to it until now.

The boy's brows furrowed as his Masters spoke, gold, silver, rubies, aquamarine, such precious metals, such lovely gems, he didn't feel worth it, they shouldn't spend such money getting him decorated like that.

"Don't furrow your brows like that," Alek admonished lightly. "It's not an attractive expression."

He knew the boy was bothered by their want to lavish him with fine jewellery but Chester would have to suck it up and accept their fine jewellery. They could afford it a hundred times over and they were going to give it to him whether he wanted them to or not.

"I can already See what I want him in. We'll have to talk it over when we get back to the mansion."

He hummed to himself as his eyes turned over the boy again.

"That's enough teasing. Ride me."

His expression smoothed out as he was scolded softly, he knew now not to make such expressions around Aleksandr, he was still learning what the man liked and what irritated him.

No matter what he thought his Masters were going to do what they wanted with him, if they wanted to beat him black blue that was their right, they had the same right to buy him gifts beyond his worth that was his choice too.

Reaching down he unzipped his Master's fly, pulling his arousal free of their tight leather casing until it stood erect, waiting for the boy to take.

Chester lifted his hips and moaned softly as he lowered himself on his Master, taking his entire length with ease, his hips began to move, thrusting his hips, impaling himself on his Master.

"Good boy." He stroked the Hybrid's cheek gently as his expression smoothed out.

He liked seeing the boy smile and blush. He looked beautiful like that. The way that his brows scrunched together when he didn't like something took away from his beauty. Alek didn't like it.

The Lycan didn't move at all as the boy unzipped his pants and eased his arousal out of them.

He didn't offer to move to make it easier. Just sat still.

A soft moan sounded when the boy thrust down against him.

"Hard and fast. Show me how much you want my cock in your ass."

He leaned into the hand stroking over his cheek, a gentle smile gracing his lips, he loved these tender moments as much as the brutally rough ones.

For his Master he would try to be always happy, if seeing him confused or upset made him irritated then hopefully seeing him content made the Lycan pleased.

The Hybrid's movements became erratic, thrusting down, impaling himself down on his Master brutally, moving as hard and as fast as he could possibly manage, his backside slapping down against Aleksandr's thighs, his hands gripping onto the man tightly as he showed him just how much he wanted him.

Alek groaned as the boy's movements became rough.

His hands stroked over the boy's sides and thighs, thumbs rubbing at his pale skin in small circles as he watched the boy bounce on his lap, his hair flying out around him with each movement.

"Such an eager boy," he purred softly, leaning forwards to capture him in a deep kiss.

His hips rocked upwards in time with the boy's downwards thrusts, holding the boy stead with the tight grip on his hips.

He kissed his Master back eagerly, pressing his body up against the man's torso as his hips continued to bare down on him.

A loud moan fell from the boy's lips having Aleksandr thrust up into him when he pushed down had the man buried deep inside of him.

He loved his Master's cock, and loved having it inside of him like this, he would show the man just how much.

His hips pushed down hard and fast, exerting all the effort that he hand, putting all the power and passion his small body contained into these movements.

Each time he was impaled he gave a soft gasping moan as his body jolted from the impact.

The Lycan's kiss was deep and fierce, demanding more from the boy.

He wanted everything the boy had to offer and he wouldn't do any more until he was certain that he had gotten everything that the Hybrid had to offer.

He wanted the boy to really show him that he wanted to be here. Put all his effort into showing him.

Alek pulled back with a soft pant, smirking at Chester.

Reaching out blindly, he grabbed at Lycus' hair, yanking him across the couch so he could kiss him, holding him firmly in place as he ravaged his mouth.

Chester's arms wrapped around his Master's neck, holding him close, his hands weaving through the man's hair as he poured everything into the kiss, every ounce of passion that he could muster.

By the time the Lycan pulled away the boy was panting, his breath well and truly stolen by the man.

Lycus grunt as he was dragged over, kissing the man back with equal fervor as he jerked his hips up into Zakhar roughly, one hand pumping and yanking on his piercing, the other toying with his nipple.

This must have been quite a sight for anyone looking in on them.

a Pet curled up naked under the table snoozing and four men entwined with each other, fucking each other hard.

Alek bit harshly into Lycus' lip, tearing the soft flesh mercilessly until blood spilled into his mouth and down over their chins in hot rivulets that stained their tanned skins a dark crimson.

Zakhar cried out above the Elf, back arching into the fingers tugging at both his nipple piercing and prince albert.

The Russian Lycan whined softly, writhing on Lycus' lap.

Lycus moaned in against the Lycan's lips as his own split open, dripping blood down their chins.

The Elf pulled back slightly his tongue lapping out over the Lycan's lip, cleaning to blood off of it with a low purr.

Lycus reached up and freed the Russian man's bound arms, bringing his bloodied wrist to his mouth and lapping at it as he looked up at Zakhar, a purr rumbling in his chest.

"Make me come, Lycan."

He instructed, now that Zakhar was free he could start working hard trying to get him to come while he leaned back over and captured Aleksandr's lips again, his hand reaching over to give Chester's arousal a few firm pumps, drawing soft whimpers from the boy.

Zakhar gave a soft murmur when his wrists were unbound, watching the Elf as his tongue stroked over the damaged skin.

"Yes, Sir."

Immediately his hips began rocking at a much faster pace, his hands clamping down on the man's shoulders and gripping tight.

Alek purred as the Elf pushed forwards into another kiss, yanking sharply at his hair again to elicit a reaction from him.

His hips continued to rock and thrust up into the boy harshly.

Lycus groaned loudly as the Lycan moved on top of him before crying out as his hair was yanked on by Aleksandr.

Chester moaned as his Master thrust up into him harshly, his hands gripping onto the Lycan's shoulders tightly as he continued to moved his hips as hard and fast as he could.

A small whimper came from the boy as he moved, his arousal pressing up against Aleksandr's stomach as he moved, his body becoming more desperate for pleasure.

The Lycan Elder purred when Lycus cried out for him. He loved dragging reactions from people like that.

A little smirk pulled at his lips as an idea struck him.

This would get an interesting reaction.

In one swift move, Alek yanked sharply on Lycus' hair again; let his hand slide around to the Hybrid's backside to push three fingers into his alongside his arousal firmly; and leaned forwards to tear into the Russian's man's throat with sharp teeth.

Zakhar cried out loudly as the pain radiated in his shoulder. His hips thrust down against the Elf's harder, more needily.

That pain had awoken new depths of arousal in the man. He wanted to come now more than ever.

The Elf hissed loudly as his hair was tugged on again, leaning closer to the man to relieve the tension.

As Zakhar picked up the pace Lycus groaned, gripping his hips and thrusting up into him roughly as he felt himself drawing closer to his own release.

Chester couldn't help but cry out as the fingers pushed into him as well, he felt properly full, the stretching in his body making his arousal twitch in anticipation as he continued to move, resting his head up against his Master's shoulder as he impaled himself roughly.

Alek gave a soft amused purr.

"All of you crying out for me," he chuckled softly, tongue lapping out over the Russian Lycan's bleeding throat.

"I want to hear more cries."

Pick a pray and move in for the final kill.

The Lycan gripped at the Hybrid's hip and twisted, pushing Chester onto his back and hooking the boy's leg over his shoulder. One leg rested on the couch while the other planted on the ground.

Still thrusting his fingers deep into the boy, he began rocking his hips at a fast demanding pace as he leaned over the boy, smirking to himself.

"When you come, scream for the entire club to hear," he ordered, his free hand gripping Chester's arousal firmly, pumping it at the same fast pace as the movement of his hips and other hand.

Chester gasped softly as he was pushed onto his back, laying there and looking up at his Master with a half hooded gaze.

The boy moaned as his leg was moved, causing the Lycan's thrust to push deeper into him, hitting the sweet spot deep inside of him that had him writhing with need.

He couldn't help but cry out as his arousal was pumped hard and fast, everything intensified so quickly to such a demanding degree that he could already feel heat and lust bubbling up inside of him.

His arms reach up and wrapped around Aleksandr's neck, his small fingers weaving through the Grecian man's wavy locks.

His hips pounded against the boy's backside hard and fast, the resulting slap of wet skin on wet skin sounding throughout their booth and a short distance around it. A few people outside the booth would definitely be able to hear it.

"Scream," he purred softly.

His thumb rubbed firm circles against the boy's slit as he stared down at him with smouldering silver eyes.

His body shook with soft pants as he smirked down at the boy.

"Scream for your Master."

He wanted to hear the boy come to an earth-shattering release and for everyone around him to hear him come to his release.

He didn't need to be told to scream, Aleksandr knew exactly how to make him scream, they had been together for such a small amount of time and already the man knew how to bring him immense pleasure.

His head tossed back against the leather couch as his sensitive slit was rubbed down against, the locks on his collar jingling as they hit one another.

Everything about Aleksandr spoke out to him, his tone of voice, the way he touched him, the feeling of his heavy body pressing down against him.

With a loud scream the boy came, his member throbbing desperately in his Master's hand as he released in his grasp, dripping down between his fingers onto his own stomach which arched up off of the couch, raked by shivers as his senses were overwhelmed.

Alek groaned when the boy's body clenched around him, forcing his own release out of him.

He spilled into the boy with a moan.

The Lycan purred softly, lifting his hand to lick the boy's semen from his hand.

"Such a good boy," he cooed, moving to sit down on the couch again and pull Chester into his lap, stroking his blond hair gently.

"Lot's of people heard that," Alek chuckled softly. "They heard you screaming out as I fucked you hard. I bet it turned lots of people on."

His eyes flickered to Lycus. "Did hearing our boy scream like that turn you on?"

Chester curled up in his Master's lap, nestling in against his chest as he pressed gentle kisses to the man's throat.

He could see people glancing at them, intrigued by his screams, that knowledge had him blushing darkly, if he had been allowed to be would've screamed out his Master's name to let everyone know who owned him completely, without question.

The Lycan's question was met with a loud groan as Lycus thrust up into Zakhar and came, spilling into the man was a moan as he slumped back on the couch, that was answer enough, hearing the boy's screams had sent him over the edge.

Alek smiled as his throat was peppered with soft kisses.

After going through an orgasm as intense as that, when the boy got his baring again the first thing he did was lavish affection on his Master.

The Lycan leaned down to press a soft kiss to the Hybrid's lips.

A chuckle shook his form when the answer to his question was the Elf coming. "Ly liked your scream, too. Why don't you go give him a little love?"

His gaze turned to Zakhar.

"What are you still doing on his lap? He's had his pleasure. Back to the floor. Don't touch yourself."

The Russian man gave a soft whine in reply but crawled back to the floor next to Coilean, his arousal still pressed to his stomach, crying out in need to be satisfied.

Chester leaned into the soft kiss, nuzzling in against his Master affectionately.

His bright eyes followed Zakhar sympathetically, he had been encouraged to come and Zakhar had been denied, he couldn't help but feel slightly bad for him.

Even still he went and crawled into Lycus' lap, stroking his hands gently through the Elf's hair as he came down from the high of his orgasm.

The boy leaned forward and kissed him softly, wrapping his arms around his neck as he straddled his lap.

Lycus kissed the boy back, letting his fingers trace the line of his collar slowly with a gentle purr.

"You're being such a good boy."

The Elf muttered softly, weaving his hand through the boy's tussled blond locks.