[O] Where Is The Fun?

Espiridion left the door wide open as he left the room.

The man was gone for a long while.

When he returned he was holding a wine glass full of blood and had another young Vampire following behind him. This young man was a stripper here at the club, notorious for sleeping with anyone that stayed still long enough.

Amadeo.

"Did you miss me? I bought company, I hope you don't mind."

Silt groaned and slumped back against the ground at the sight of the second Vampire.

Amadeo was the definition of a slut, the man had come onto him before though he had rejected the advances, now it seemed unavoidable.

"Not particularly."

He murmured with a growl, the demon was laid out flat against the ground, having put his legs down after waiting for so long.

The Vampire took a seat on the couch, resting his feet on Silt's stomach.

"Good. I found him quite agreeable in the halls. I thought he'd be quite fun for us to play with."

His eyes turned to the older Vampire. "That crop isn't quite as deep as I want it. Fix that."

Amadeo dropped to his knees next to Silt and gripped the shaft of the crop, pushing it further into the Demon slowly.

His response had been in reply to having missed the man, not toward the fact that he now had Amadeo in the room.

He was wary of the man, not overly fond of him, it was the one thing Khaliq and himself could agree on, the guy was a creep.

Silt growled as the Vampire dropped onto his knees beside him, this was just what he needed, the man thinking he was alright with his presence near his naked body.

A low hiss passed his lips as the crop pushed deeper, the leather rubbing harshly against his dried entrance.

"Spit."

The older Vampire complied, sitting on the handle of the crop as he pushed it into Silt.

"Good boy."

His golden hues turned to Silt. "If you come with the crop, you may get something a little more."

Silt's hissing died down as the leather became slick and pushed into him more easily, sliding against his skin.

His head tilted back as he groaned softly, his member and balls were still burning but now he had some pleasurable stimulation, even if it wasn't much.

His narrowed eyes looked up at Amadeo, glaring at him before looking away from him, allowing himself to feel the pleasure provided with a soft shiver.

Espiridion took a sip of the blood filling his wine glass.

It was better than any shifter of Lycan could provide, but it was still seriously lacking. There was nothing overly magical about this blood.

He wanted something that would satisfy him.

"Harder. I want him writhing."

He wanted to see Silt writhe and thrust down against the crop as he was fucked with it.

Amadeo obeyed.

Another low growl emitted from the Demon.
"I'm going to shove that crop down your throat when this is all over."
He muttered darkly, his sharp gaze piercing the Vampire beside him.

He would take his wrath out on Amadeo.

The Demon yanked on the cuffs binding his arms, not enough to break them, just to show his displeasure.

Despite his resistance his arousal throbbed causing him to groan.

"I'll look forward to it," Amadeo chuckled softly, thrusting the crop handle deep inside the man.

Esiridion's gaze turned to Amadeo, the warm gold hardening to stone. "When did I give permission for conversation? Lay on your back, ass to ass with him."

Espiridion pushed himself to his feet as Amadeo did as he was told.

The younger Vamprie strolled to the box. "Remove the crop from him. Handle in your mouth." The taste of Silt on the leather would make for a decent enough gag for now.

He busied himself with lubing up one end of a large double ended dildo, in plain sight of both of them.

Silt groaned as the crop thrust more deeply inside of him.

A soft chuckle sounded as Amadeo was scolded, not such a good little sub now was he?

The Demon swallowed thickly as the sight of the dildo, at least having something like that inside of him would a lot more like taking Dario.

He relaxed slightly against the ground, allowing his eyes to slide shut.

"Now...which one of you should get the slick end?"

The younger Vampire stepped forwards, a little grin on his lips as he stroked the dry end of the toy in his hand.

Which one would he be nice to.

Espiridion dropped to his knees next to the two men laying on the ground. First he stroked the slick toy against Amadeo's entrance, then Silt's, teasing the both of them.

"And which one of you is going to be taking him dry?"

A lump formed in Silt's throat, only one of them would get to take the toy lubed.

His body had already gone through so much pain, but taking an intrusion that big when dry would be utter agony.

Silently he hoped the Vampire would inflict that pain on Amadeo, nothing would make him happier right now.

The muscles in his stomach clenched as the dildo brushed against his backside, causing his entrance to throb visibly.

He switched back and forth between teasing the Vampire and the Demon with the toy, listening to Amadeo's little whines.

Poor little Vampire was so desperate to feel pleasure.

With one hard thrust the dry end of the toy pushed into one of the men.

A loud cry of pain sounded.

He pat the man's long hair gently as he pushed the slick end of the toy into the other man at a teasingly slow pace.

Then he stepped back to gaze down at the two, lips curling upwards at the beautiful sight. Both men connected together by a thick dildo.

Amadeo's lips parted in a whimper of pain, flinching away from the dry toy pushed inside of him.

Silt's lips parted in a loud pleased moan.

He had won the man's favor and had the mercy of the slick end of the thick toy. A delighted shiver ran through his body as Amadeo cried out and whimpered.

He could feel the man trying to pull away as the toy inside of him move slightly.

His lips curled up in sadistic glee as he pushed down on the toy, impaling himself further with another moan but also pushing it back against the Vampire.

Espiridion's lips curled upwards into a little smirk as Silt thrust down on the toy hard. The older Vampire whimpered in pain as he tried to pull away again.

Oh, how he loved seeing the sharp line between pain and pleasure play out like this.

"Hard and fast, both of you. I want to hear cries."

He wanted to hear both of them cry out loudly as they fucked each other.

He gripped the toy, thrusting it into both of them roughly to prompt them both to thrust against it.

He wouldn't give the man a reason to reverse his decision to give him the slick end, when they were told to move, he moved.

To the best of his ability he thrust back against the toy with loud moans and groans.

Despite the thickness and length of the toy he felt pure pleasure, he was accustomed to taking Dario and after the torture of his genitals this was a welcome relief.

Es purred as he watched both of them stretch around the toy.

It really was a lovely sight. They toy was not small by any stretch. Both of them would feel it after they were through.

Silt's pleasured face was a sight, but Espiridion wasn't a nice person.

He wanted to see Silt writhe and cry, too.

Just as before, he pushed himself to his feet and lifted a foot.

It stroked over the Demon's arousal and balls slowly, just the shadow of a threat so far.

A heavy shudder ran through the Demon as that food rubbed over his body.

He didn't like it's presence against his flesh, his member and balls were still purple and bleeding from his fun before.

Still, he would take pleasure while he could, even if it was a tight stretch.

He pushed himself down against the toy hard, causing himself to jolt, purring when he heard the Vampire's pained noises in return.

His foot merely stroked against the Demon's body.

His touches were nothing more than teasing caresses.

Until he heard Amadeo cry out loudly in pain. He shuddered, pressing down on the Demon's balls hard. He wanted to hear that same cry come from the Demon's lips.

He wanted to hear Silt cry out in pain and beg for mercy.

Silt cried out as his balls were stepped down onto again, jerking violently under the man's foot.

He was over stimulated, being in so much pain whilst having the pleasure of being well stuffed.

His head fell back against the ground as he whimpered and panted more heavily, a shudder jolting through his body.

That was it, that was what he wanted.

Espiridion gave a shuddering moan as he crushed the man's balls a little more.

Then he mercifully stepped away.

He slid his pants off his hips and moved to straddle the Demon's shoulders.

He spread his legs a little as he lowered himself slowly. What he wanted was very obvious.

Silt gritted his teeth with a yelp as his balls were crushed more, giving a relieved pant when the foot lifted off of him.

His eyes followed the Vampire, he didn't trust the man to go unsupervised for a single moment encase he thought up something sinister.

The Demon's tongue trailed over his lips as the man straddled him and lowered his body toward him.

Leaning up his tongue trailed over the man's thigh, lapping at his skin, tailing up it at a sinfully slow pace.

Espiridion gazed down at the Demon as he felt his tongue against his thigh.

He bit his lower lip gently, catching his piercing and tugging on it a little in anticipation.

He wanted to feel that tongue buried in his ass.

One hand gripped Silt's long, silver hair, holding it tight in anticipation as he watched his pale wet tongue trail over his tanned skin.

If he were able too, he would have grabbed the man by the hips and pulled him down, pressing every inch of his tongue into the Vampire.

Sadly he was still bound.

Slowly his tongue swiped over the man's balls, trailing down the seam until the tip of his tongue dabbed against his entrance.

Silt took it slow, tracing his ring over and over until he was nicely damp, after a moment the Demon's long tongue pushed into him roughly, squirming and writhing as it buried itself deep inside of the Vampire's body.

Espiridion gave a soft moan when the man's tongue laved slowly over his balls.

That felt good. He loved the damp heat of someone's tongue against his skin.

His hips rocked against the tongue as he bit the inside of his lips, face tilting upwards slightly as his golden eyes slid shut. He shivered delicately as his grip loosened in the Demon's hair.

Espiridion's lips parted in a loud shocked moan when Silt's tongue buried itself inside him. He hissed a soft Spanish curse as he pressed himself down against the man's tongue.