[M] The Play Date

Alek busied himself with pulling his pants up again and zipping up the fly.

When he was pleased that he looked presentable again, he sat down next to the two of them and smiled.

"We're proud of you. Keep up the good work." The Lycan nuzzled against Lycus, lips quirking upwards a little more at the boy in his lover's lap.

He reached out for the plug still sitting on the couch and bought it to his lips, lapping at it slowly before leaning forwards and reaching around to push it into the Hybrid's entrance again.

"I want that back when we get up on stage."

Lycus smiled as his Lover nuzzled up against him, he leaned against the Lycan, pulling the boy closer in his lap, holding him in an embrace.

His expression warmed as Aleksandr spoke as his bright blue eyes passed between each man, they always gave him praise and affection, becoming their Slave was the greatest thing he had ever done.

Chester gave a gentle moan as the plug was pushed back inside of him, the cold metal chilling his warm flesh.

"Yes Master."

He muttered softly, smiling over at the Lycan.

Alek tucked a strand of blond hair behind the boy's ear, thumb stroking the lobw for a moment.

"Thélo na do ta trypiména," he murmured to the Elf.

He could picture small gold and aquamarine studs in the boy's ears. They'd suit him.

Alek wanted to see a lot of jewellery on the boy. He and Lycus would have to spend a lot of time deciding which places were best to get pierced.

His fingers stroked down the boy's neck idly.

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I want to see those pierced

Chester gave a series of soft purrs and murmurs as his ears and neck were stroked, leaning into the gentle touches as he nestled in against his Elven Master's chest, pressing soft kisses to his exposed chest.

Lycus smiled softly, running his hand up and down the boy's exposed back, leaning over to plant a kiss on the top of his head.

"Chrysó kai galazoprásina tha tou tairiázei kalá , an thélete eidiká boroúme na steíloume makriá gia aftó , ypárchoun meriká prágmata pou thélo na párei gi 'aftón ."

If they designed some nice pieces he would get them made by Elven jewelers, they were much less clumsy than human ones.

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Gold and aquamarine would suit him well, if you want it specially made we can send away for it, there are a few things I want to get for him.

Alek gave a nod.

"Boroúme na synergastoúme gia ta schédia kai na steílei makriá gia aftoús sýntoma."

Between them, they could have a lot of very pretty jewellery made for the boy. He'd definitely suit wearing lots of pretty gold and fine silks.

"We'll dress him like a whore fit for a king," he purred softly, fingers stroking down the boy's chest slowly, tracing idle patterns on his soft skin.

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We can collaborate on designs and send off for them soon

The boy's bright eyes flicked up to the Lycan as a dark blush spread over his pale cheeks.

He definitely wasn't use to being treated like this, as if he had worth to them.

This time he didn't protest through, he didn't want to have Aleksandr scolding him for crunching his eyebrows together or pursing his lips, he just had to get use to them wanting to dote on him sometimes.

"He is our Slave, it is only fitting that he look the part, I wont have him walking around in those cheap rags he bought with him."

Chester only had a few pieces of clothing, they were quite obviously poorly made, probably from some low end store.

A little smirk curled his lips when Chester blushed.

That's the reaction he had been looking for.

"Perhaps we should replace all his clothing with silks and gold." He'd love to see the boy walking around in sheer cloth that didn't cover or hide anything important.

"Just because something isn't up to your standard doesn't mean it's a cheap rag," Alek scolded. He wore 'cheap rags' occasionally. They were comfortable.

His eyes flickered down to his son and former slave and he gave a low chuckle.

"We have an envious audience." Both Lycan were staring up at them silently, both hard and looking like they wanted to be doted on in Chester's place.

The blush on his cheeks darkened the more Aleksandr and Lycus spoke, they wanted to spend so much on him, dressed in more jewels and gold than they themselves wore.

"Regardless, he needs new clothes and I intend on getting him something nicer than what he has."

The Elf replied, when you spend your life in Elven fabrics it is hard to settle for anything less.

Chester looked down at the other two men, he wished he could reach his hand out and stroke them, he wanted to run his hands through the pet's bright coloured hair which pooled around his body generously.

"We'll make sure he is well dressed at all times."

The boy would look good, be it in new clothing or in whore's silks.

Alek arched a brown when Chester looked down at the two men. "Do you feel sorry for them?" he asked the boy with a little smirk.

"You are free to play with them."

Chester could go satisfy the other Lycan if he wished.

"You may not remove your plug." He could do whatever he wanted as long as the plug stayed inside of him.

"Yes, Master."
He did feel bad for them, having to sit there and watch them while they went unsatisfied.

Chester leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to Aleksandr's cheek before slipping off of the couch, he wouldn't be touching that plug and neither would they.

"I'm going to take care of you."

He cooed gently to the two Lycan, extending his hand to Coilean for the pet to sniff, approaching him as you would a dog when meeting it for the first time.

He knelt before the two men, his hands gracing over each of their chest, dipping lower until he grasped their arousals, stroking both of them firmly, his small thumbs rubbing down against their swollen slits, both of them were absolutely throbbing in their need to be sated.

Alek smiled softly when a kiss was pressed to his cheek.

The boy was so cute and affectionate. Little things like the kiss on the cheek and him stroking at their chests endeared him to the boy.

Both of the Lycan on the floor stared at the scene silently.

A Slave got through to their Master? A Slave got their Master to let him take care of other Slaves without any catches.

Both Lycan groaned when their arousals were gripped firmly, thrusting up into the boys hands eagerly.

Chester leaned forward and brushed his nose up against Coilean's, a soft smile curling at his lips as he giggled slightly, tipping his head down to kiss the side of his neck slowly.

The boy was a little surprised that Aleksandr had offered to let him do this but at the same time as long as he behaved his Master was very kind.

His hands continued to stroke them, his pumps becoming firmer due to their eager movements, stroking the both of them hard and fast.

His mouth left the ginger haired man and moved onto the Russian, his small pink tongue lapping out at the bite mark on his neck, he was part Lycan so his saliva had slight healing properties, ultimately it wouldn't do much but it was the thought that counted.

The pup gave a soft whine, his nose brushing back against Chester's in return.

Lean's head tilted back a little as Chester began kissing along his neck, a soft shiver chasing through him. Only Asher and Belial got close enough to him nowadays to touch his neck.

A soft purr sounded from the Russian as the Hybrid's tongue slicked over his neck. He wrapped an arm around the boy, hand fisting in his hair to pull him closer slightly. He loved the feeling of people licking him.

Neither Lycan was going to last long. Coilean's sexual experiences were few and far between now and Zakhar had already been riled up so much.

Alek pressed the tip of his boot to the plug in his Slave and push forwards, knocking Chess of balance as he pushed the plug into him.

The Elder smirked at his lover and moved to straddle his hips, kissing down his neck slowly as his hands stroked his shoulders. "Hi there," he breathed softly.

Chester gasped a moan as his Master's boot pushed the plug deeper inside of him, knocking him forward and into Zakhar's arms until he was pressed up against the Russian man's chest.

The boy blushed softly as he looked up at the dark haired Lycan but continued to pump both men as he lapped at his neck, cleaning off the blood that stuck to his neck and shoulder.

The ferocity of his hands increased, pumping them both generously, he wasn't out to tease them, only provide utter satisfaction to the suffering Slaves.

"Hi."

Lycus replied with a purr as his hands moved to grip Aleksandr's hips, his thumbs stroking over his leather clad sides, purring as his neck was kissed, tilting his head back to the man eagerly.

Zakhar's arm wrapped tighter around the boy when he lurched forwards into his chest.

He spared a little smile for the boy. Zakhar's first thoughts about the boy were wrong. He could endure well. He wasn't as breakable as he seemed.

Both Lycan groaned again when the boy's hands sped up thrusting around them. They could feel themselves slowly drawing to their release. They felt hot and aroused and in desperate need of their release. Both men's hips rocked harder against the Hybrid's hands.

Alek smirked and bit into the Elf's throat firmly, pulling back before he pierced the skin.

That would leave a nice indentation of his teeth for people to see.

Chester continued to pump the men hard and fast, he wanted to see both of them come, hard, they may not be allowed to do so again tonight but he could at least given them this.

The boy smiled back up at the dark haired Lycan, leaning up and pressing a soft kiss to his lips before he pulled back and moved back to his neck, nipping and lapping at his throat, being sure not to mark his skin.

Lycus groaned as his neck was bitten into his grip on the Lycan tightening.
"People are going to start to think I am your Slave if you keep that up Alek."
He purred softly, leaning up to capture the man's lips.

Zakhar returned the gentle kiss, slightly shocked at the action.

That was the most gentle kiss he had had for a long time.

The Russian came first, groaning loudly as he spilled out over the boy's hand. Zakhar had been worked up so much that it was no shock he had come first out of the two of them.

Coilean's release came a few moments later with his own loud whine.

Alek smirked, grinding his hips down against Lycus'.

"That's not too far off the truth, is it?" he purred softly when his lips were released from the Elf's kiss.

A gentle purr sounded from the boy as both men found their releases, he stroked them slowly as they road out their orgasms before letting his hands fall away from them.

Chester leaned over and gave Coilean the same soft kiss as he looked over the two men.

His gentle aquamarine gaze was easy enough to read 'I hope you feel better now' but he didn't dare utter a word to either of them to avoid being scolded.

Lycus gave a low growl as he flipped the two of them, pressing Aleksandr down against the couch.

"Watch yourself, Aleksandr."
He muttered, leaning down as he bit sharply at the man's lip, purring as the soft flesh split beneath his teeth, his tongue lapping out over the bleeding wound.

Coilean was even less used to the soft kiss he received. He didn't get kisses often at all and even when he did they were lusty and demanding; even from Asher. The Faerie was a very lustful creature.

Both of them gave the Hybrid a thankful smile when the boy's eyes flickered between them, curling up together on the floor again, more content than they had been.

Alek chuckled when their positions were flipped and he was the one pressed down against the couch.

"So eager to be in my lap," he chuckled.

His hands gripped the Elf's backside, giving it a firm squeeze before he ground his hips upwards.

"If you want to ride me, you can just ask. Violence isn't necessary all the time."

Chester curled up beside the other Slaves, quietly waiting for the moment that his Masters would want his attention again, until then he would rest, knowing that the session that would come soon would be intense.

"I'll leave riding you to Chester."
He replied with a chuckle as he leaned down, biting into his lover's neck firmly.

"Perhaps it is time for you to bend over for me."

He hadn't taken Aleksandr in a long time now, he was more than happy to let the Lycan take him but at the same time he didn't like being degraded like that, he needed Aleksandr to know that even if he was submissive, they were equals.

Alek gave a soft chuckle.

"You'd miss my cock too much to stop riding me."

He groaned softly when his neck was bitten. Lycus knew what that did to him. He knew that being bitten was a big turn on for him.

"You'll have to force me to bend over for you," the Lycan purred softly.

Alek had grown comfortable in his role as the dominant partner. He liked bending Lycus over too much.

Lycus only bit down harder when Aleksandr groaned, his teeth tearing into the Lycan's skin until it tore open under his teeth, purring as the man's blood flowed over his tongue.

The Elf leaned up, his lips tinted red from the man's blood as he smirked down at him.

"That can be arrange, perhaps another day when he are more evenly matched."

there was no way he would win like this, in a fair fight.

"It'll take a long time for you to be evenly matched with me," he chuckled softly.

The Lycan leaned up to lap the blood from his lover's lips slowly.

Lycus was much weaker than him physically. He'd have very little chance of bending him over if he was trying for a physical attempt.

He'd be better with words. Coaxing him to do what he wanted with words.

Alek bowed his head to bite into the Elf's throat until his teeth pierced the skin.

"An eye for an eye."

Lycus groaned as his neck was torn into harshly, writhing slightly on top of his lover.

"A fair enough trade."

He muttered, looking down at the Lycan with lustful eyes before leaning down and capturing his bloodstained lips in a rough kiss.

"We will have to have our fun when we get home."

He muttered, grinding his body down against Aleksandr, he wouldn't have the Lycan bending him over in public.

Alek returned the rough kiss eagerly, one hand fisting in the Vampire's hair to hold him in place.

The Lycan gave a little smirk. "When we get home, I'll bend you over your bed and fuck you so hard you'll be walking with a limp for the next month." He wanted to fuck him now but Lycus wasn't allowing that.

"Belial seems to be having his fun with Asher." He hadn't appeared in quite a while. The little Faerie girl was keeping him occupied.

"Have you decided on anything you wish to do on stage?"

There were quite a few things that had run through Alek's mind.