[C][M] The Summoning

Maks had a huge grin on his face as he followed after Lyo, this was going to be too fun to miss out on.

He snorted at Lyo's drink choice.

"I bet their vodka is weak as water."

Nothing compared to proper Russian vodka, they had grown up drinking it just to stay warm so getting drunk off of it was a real rarity.

That was what Lyo was hoping for. He didn't want to get drunk. He needed to keep a cool head.

Ian handed Lyo his glass then dropped to his knees, pushing Lyo's knees apart so he could kneel between his spread legs.

The zip of Lyo's jeans came down painfully slow.

"Dirty slut," Ian purred, giving Lyo's thigh a sharp spank. "Not wearing any underwear."

The Shifter stroked Lyo a couple of times before pulling him out of his jeans. He grinned as he leaned forwards to lave his tongue over the length of his member. And quite a member it was, even though it wasn't completely erect yet.

Maks lay out on the couch like a love-struck teen, his head resting on his hands and he watched Ian work, his attention completely drawn.

He gave a small chuckle as Lyo was slapped and called a slut, all the things he wanted to do to him.

A deep purr sounded as he watch Ian lick Lyo's cock.

"This man is my spirit animal."

He would do everything that Maks had longed for.

After taking a gulp of the vodka (which was piss-weak, as expected) Lyo grinned. "Makes for easier access."

And it was easier to just forget underwear. He 'forgot' underwear more than he actually wore it. He had since he was a teenager. Lyo was a surprisingly lazy man.

Ian hummed softly in response. "Very true."

Watching them interact Maks could feel a stirring of something.

He wasn't sure if it was arousal or not, as per usual there was so change to his body but he definitely felt a longing.

Not only for sex but to touch and taste and smell.

Still, he bit his lip was watch the two of them with a look of longing and jealousy.

The fun began with a long, slow blowjob. Ian stopped before Lyo could come.

Then he stripped the Rus of his boots and jeans, leaving him bare from the waist down. With a spread bar tied at the knees, he kept Lyo's thighs parted so he could do whatever he wanted.

That's when the teasing started. It began with a light touch here, a sharp pinch there.

It drove Lyo up the wall.

Ian pushed him towards, but just shy of an orgasm half a dozen times and all Lyo could do was sit there and take what was being given to him.

After the fourth almost-orgasm, he had dropped his almost empty glass of vodka. His eyes had met Maks' at some point during the teasing and, even as his cheeks heated up in a frustrated flush, he didn't break eye contact with the spirit.

He breathed out soft whimpers and pleads.

Ian just chuckled and continued to tease.

The toys came out soon after. A cruel device was what Ian chose; a ring for his cock that attached to a nice large plug. Ian tied his balls and began whipping them with a cane.

It was torture.

His eyes glowed as he stared at Maks and begged for more.

Watching all of this but not being able to take part almost drove him mad and when Lyo began staring at him and begging Maks couldn't help but move from his spot.

He took up no physical space so he moved to straddle Lyo's lap, running his hands down the man's neck, through his hair and over his cheeks, muttering private little nothings to the man as he was teased over and over.

"You look so sexy like this, Lyo."

He purred, his hands running down the man's sweat slicked skin.

Maks' little whispers did nothing but rile him up more.

Ian, thoroughly enjoying this teasing, leaned down during a pause from whipping and licked slowly at Lyo's tender balls.

"You're doing very well," he purred softly, teeth scraping over the hot skin.

"You're good at this," Lyo panted softly. Ian was using a good amount of force, but he wasn't overbearing with it. He was thoroughly enjoying it.

Ian dropped the cane, taking a step back so he could admire Lyo's prone body. What a sight. He wondered if he could get Dea in that position when he got back to his apartment... Only one way to find out.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Ian asked with a deep purr.

Lyo gave a breathy 'yes' in response.

Ian just smirked, not moving from his spot just yet.

Seeing Lyo like this, all worked up and enjoying himself had a fire in Maks' eyes that hadn't been thee for a very long time.

Even if he couldn't do it, he wanted someone to take care of Lyo physically, he seemed so pent up and maybe this kind of treatment would do his stress levels some good.

With a soft purr he slid out of Lyo's lap and sat beside him, he wanted the best view possible for this.

Ian strolled forwards slowly, stroking his member, thumb rubbing over the head firmly. "You're quite a sight," Ian purred, leaning over the man.

His tongue lapped out to tease Lyo's lower lip.

"A hot little mess."

His hand slid down Lyo's thigh, stopping when he reached the base of the plug. He pushed it into Lyo brutally and smirked when the man jerked and moaned.

"You want me to fuck you hard? Or should I be gentle?"

"Hard," Lyo murmured, squeezing his eyes shut. God, he wanted it hard. The ache would be well worth it.

Ian's finger hooked in the metal connecting the cock ring to the plug. He pulled on it slowly. It yanked at his cock and balls, but also pulled out the plug slowly.

These two had sexual chemistry, it was clear that Ian knew what he was doing and he manipulated Lyo's body perfectly.

Maks licked his lips and purred as Ian pulled on the metal toy, to see the man's cock and entrance being teased at the same time was definitely a sight.

"You two are hot."

He whined, desperately wanting to join in.

Lyo's entrance clenched when the plug was pulled out of him and he groaned as the head of Ian's member pressed against him firmly, his head pushing into him slowly.

"Does that feel good, huh?"

Lyo gave a soft murmur in response. That earned him a searing slap on his ass. "What was that?"

Ian pushed into the man slowly.

"Yes," Lyo grunted softly, hips rocking forwards. Another harsh slap.

A hot flash of jealously flared through Maks but he didn't know who he was jealous of.

Ian for being able to touch and have sex with Lyo or Lyo for being able to feel what it was like to be with a person physically.

Either way he wanted to be one of them, either of them.

That or be between the both of them, enjoying the overwhelming sensation.

Ian's hips rocked forwards, burying himself inside Lyo.

The man cried out, his tight entrance clenching even tighter around Ian's member. The shifter gave a soft curse, muttering about how tight the Necromancer was.

Ian began a hard, fast pace, licking his lips slowly.

Lyo's eyes clenched shut and he groaned loudly as he was thrust into.

Maks wanted to join in, even if he couldn't feel anything, he knew that Lyo could feel his presence, even if it was only slightly.

A shiver ran through him as Lyo cried out, he knew he would be tight, he didn't normally let other people top him, ever, he doubted his backside and seen much action.

Sitting up as nuzzled his face in against Lyo's neck, pressing kisses to his hot flesh.

The cold chill of Maks' against his neck made him shiver violently. Lyo bit his lip against a groan. "I came here for something other than a good fuck," Lyo murmured.

Ian's brow arched, but he didn't stop his firm thrusts. "Yeah?"

Lyo moaned softly. "I was told you were the man to come to about a witch."

His thrusting did stop this time. "I am, am I?" His eyes narrowed a little, but his thrusting began anew, more brutal this time. Each thrust caused a gasped moan to tear from Lyo's throat.

"D-Do you know a witch?" Lyo pushed. He needed to know.

Ian grinned, leaning down to nip at Lyo's ear. "I might do."

Maks nipped and bit at Lyo's neck, even if he wouldn't feel his teeth and only the cold sensation, he didn't care.

This was how he would usually treat him and he was sticking to it.

He watched Ian curiously, both peevish that he wasn't giving a straight answer and in awe of how he was treating Lyo.

Lyo grit his teeth as Ian gave a particularly brutal thrust. Fuckkk.

"What do you want with him?" Ian asked with a curious tilt of his head.

It took a sharp slap to his balls and a repeat of the question to get Lyo to concentrate on anything but the feeling of Ian pounding into him.

"I just want to ask him a, oh fuck, a question."

Ian hummed softly in thought.

Was it worth taking them to Doc?

Maks grit his teeth, they desperately needed to talk to the witch, it was the whole reason they had been running around from person to person and this guy was meant to be their best shot of making it happen.

"Please be the fucking softy that the demon said you were."

He begged to the man that couldn't hear him, if they could just speak to the witch, he was sure Lyo could convince him.

Ian hummed about the idea for another few moments before coming to his decision.

He grinned and pulled out of Lyo. With a sharp yank on the man's hair, he had Lyo knelt before him on the floor. Keeping his grip in Lyo's hair, he thrust himself into the Rus' mouth.

"Make me come," he ordered.

Lyo was quick to react to the order.

"I'll take you to him for a price." He paused for a moment to let it sink in. "If I get to play with you for the evening, whatever I want, I'll take you to him as soon as you've made me come."

Maks felt like both laughing at Lyo and snarling at Ian.

He knew he and Lyo weren't exactly dating anymore but he still felt possessive over the man.

It was weird to think that Lyo wasn't his boyfriend, he had even been introduced before as 'an old friend.'

He chewed on his lip and swallowed down that bitterness before focusing on what was happening in front of him.

Lyo's eyes met Ian's and he nodded as best as he could with the man's cock down his throat.

Ian won.

He'd do whatever he had to right now to get to talk to the witch.

The shifter grinned.

"Excellent. Finish me off then we can go."

He gave a small sigh and shook his head as he just tried to enjoy watching Lyo like that.

It was irrational to get upset over these things so instead he would try to enjoy them.

He ignored the fact that Ian was attached to that cock and tried to envision Lyo with his lips wrapped around his like he had so many times in the past as a treat.

Ian was, thankfuly, quite easy to make come.

And when he did come, he wasted no time in getting to the fun stuff.

He unearthed a remote vibrating prostate massager and a cock cage, grinning widely.

Lyo resigned himself to his fate as Ian fitting him with the toys then ordered him to get dressed.

"I'll be right back. Stay here."

Then Ian disappeared from the room.

Maks waited until Alyosha was dressed and Ian had left the room for a moment.

"Lyo...thanks."

He muttered as he got up from the couch, he knew tonight wasn't going to be easy on him, this was just the price he was paying to meet the witch, the witch himself was going to have demands.

Lyo was going through a lot and paying a lot to help him get a body.