wotanon | Dreamers After Dark (VII)

[ well, you manage to kick it in the teeth, but also it's mouth is huge so that does put you right in the danger zone of being bitten--

though it doesn't, and just snaps its jaws closed, swinging its head around to ... shove??? glory??? with a rumbling, stuttering noise--

actually, it seems like laughter. ]

Glorrrry.

[ the voice... isn't familiar, reverberating roughly from its chest. ]

[It tastes... well, it tastes largely of blood! Which is what it mostly contains. The organ itself is soft, like a soaked sponge cake, perhaps; and much like one, too, it oozes the liquid within when Black's teeth break the outer skin.

~~I did my best to look up and figure out what it might taste like, I hope you enjoy it Black~~]

Absolutely not. Maybe if we were five rounds in and you weren't slowing down at all. Or when you're still overly shy at the start. [He leans in to whisper in his ear.] But by the time you're against the wall, you're an incredible sight of eager desperation.

[There's a brief nip before he pulls back to mive the cork with his teeth, hips still moving into that hand, wet spot forming on his jeans.]

[He moves a hand to twist and tease a nipple, downing his own potion.]

[ the claws lightly squeeze at her as she shifts, either in reaction to her movements or to keep her more still. Hard to say.

She presses into her, slow, the rough surface of her tongue dragging at her flesh as she draws it back out, and in again; too large to fit in its entirety but more than wide enough to rub against and between her lips with each shallow thrust. ]

[ she tenses to press her hips into Nychta’s tongue, muscles held taut, although her legs shake, toes curled almost flat against the bottom of her feet.

a low groan escapes her throat, pitching up into something like an abbreviated gasp, and she accidentally knocks her glasses askew, half off her head and into the grass. ]

[ there's a rumbling growl, one that reverberates from her throat and through her flesh, as her neck curls a little more so she can press further forward to Hope's body.

Her teeth press light against both sides on her body as if to anchor her as her tongue picks up the pace, rubbing firmly, friction eased only slightly by that oily saliva. ]

Hhhhhh—oh—

[ maybe she should be more concerned about the oily black saliva, but her composure is starting to slip considerably, even as she tries not to rock too hard into the jaws around her.

She flexes her legs open a little bit more in nychta’s grip, trying to give her more room to press in. ]

[He flushes deeper, at those words, poking Rye with the potion vial he's still holding]

It ain't my fault you're too dangerous.

[His other hand keeps up the rubbing; on the downstroke, his thumb lingers, a little, to rub against the wet spot each time it passes]

...what was it? How you feeling?

[~~I appreciate all the pleasant googling this research must have entailed.~~

As for Black... Well, it's a new taste, raw and bitter and coppery... and surely the smell of blood is an universally pleasant one? The smell filling his nose certainly adds to the enjoyment, in any case.]

[And while making a mostly-performatory attempt at wiping the blood off his chin,]

My, but what a singular mind, to dream of such a scene as this. [Whoever's dream this is. Not this strange automaton's, surely?]

[~~It was very informative tbh I was smart enough to do it AFTER I had breakfast. Also is Black friends with Absinthe yet~~

But the dream is certainly not the bird's... in a way. It does pause in its task of disassembling Levity's cadaver, looking back at Black curiously and giving a roboty trill. It can't quite form complex concepts yet, so once again the answer Black receives is a general feeling of inquiry. Does Black like the dream? The bird is having fun with it!]

[There's a half-gasp, half-sob from him at that and he tenses briefly, his mind trying to process the words. He was resigned to getting broken, to never recovering those pieces, to dwindling away over time. Almost as though he did not deserve any better.

With a small noise he lowers his head, sucking in short, quiet breaths.]

Please... please help me, Lily... and--

[I want to do the same for you.]

[He lowers his head, but she lifts it a little, so that he can see her, see her eyes, and know she means every word she says.]

I will do my best for you for as long as I can. I promise.

[She wonders, though, if she is beyond...recovering some things. She can feel that intent, but she doesn't want lead him on any wild, fruitless chases for things that may be beyond reclamation.]

Aah--

[Levity's moan is muffled as Cade seals their lips together and he writhes under the other man, yet wraps his arms around Cade's neck to keep him close as they kiss, his heart fluttering with the delight of being able to give something to someone who loves him--even if it might only be lust in this case.]

Ah--heavens, you're so big...

[He barely manages to whisper it out before Cade kisses him again, but that's not a bad thing at all. Levity answers the kiss with the same amount of passion, tangling his hands in Cade's hair, his lips working against the other man's, as though drinking up his reactions. He wants this, he wants him, and the knowledge he's desired is intoxicating. Levity wraps his legs around Cade's back, although there's no need for further encouragement there, arches up and moans into the kiss as Cade drives his cock into him again and again. It feels good, so good to finally be filled, to be taken properly, and he nips at the other man's lip lovingly before they part again.]

Does--Does it feel good, Cade? Do I make you feel good?

[As if to make his point, Levity rolls his hips into Cade's movement, brings a hand to his mouth to bite at a knuckle gently, a pleased and lustful expression on his face.]

Mmm... Your cock is amazing, I--ahh-- w-why did I bother with the sample, I, I could have simply had you... a-and you would have been so much better, a-ah, heavens, please, Cade, more!--

[Levity's voice rises to a scream as he lets himself get lost in the pleasure, not simply letting Cade fuck him but fucking himself on the other man's cock. Give Levity an inch and he'll take a mile, so to speak - and though he breaks easily, he recovers just as easily, finding ways to turn a situation to his advantage.]

[Cade is drunk on him. He knows this is meant to be a punishment for Levity and he can abide by that, but he wonders if the same does not hold true for him. Ah, even as he takes the other man, has him, it still doesn't feel like enough. The way he feels amazing is borderline oppressive and he leans down to bite as his neck with every intent to mark him.]

A-ah, fuck, Levity, you feel--you feel so GOOD!

[His lips ghost over his skip as his hips drive into him mercilessly.

Meanwhile, Refan's been patiently stroking himself, but he decides that he's been generous enough.]

Hey now, are you forgetting about me?

[He angles himself so that his cock is by Levity's lips, rubbing against them.]

You're saying some nice things with that pretty mouth of yours, but I can still think of something better you can do, yeah?

[If Levity is so hungry for it, he's not going to wait and instead just shoves himself inside his mouth with a good-humoured grin.]

Ready or not, hngh--your mouth's hot Levity....

[Levity gives a pleased whine when Cade bites at his neck - it's just all the more proof to the fact that the other man wants him, and there's pride to be taken in that. Is it dirty? Who cares? Certainly not Levity himself, drunk on the physical sensation and the praise as he is.]

Good... good-- I-I want you to feel even better, Cade...

[He whispers into Cade's ear, excited and maybe more than a little smug. He just can't get enough of the effect he's having on Cade--ah, and there's Refan, too. The pleasure is heady and Levity gives him a grin, licking his lips pointedly before Refan presses against them. Taking all of him in one go is a little challenging, however, and Levity makes a muffled struggling noise but closes his eyes obediently. Breathing is going to be a problem from here on, but Levity doesn't care too much yet, caught between the unrelenting stimulation of Cade's cock driving in and out of him and the excitement of this position, of being taken on both ends.]

[Lily is overjoyed in her corner, but it's also not really just a corner, is it? Levity might be aware, or maybe he isn't, but this? All this? Is her. Her feelings, her desires. Of course, some of it is just for fun, but there's something ironically amusing and delicious in lying about her honesty. To dress it up, as it were.

Stars above though, she wants to touch herself. She is enjoying herself tremendously, vicariously, but she dearly also wishes to be the one participating.

In due time.

For now, she is still very content to watch, to put him through his paces and all the rest.

Cade and Refan continue like this. Cade was willing to and pointedly did shove Refan to have Levity and he growls now that Refan's taken a part of him for himself to Refan's unabashed laughter. He chooses to revenge himself by kissing the other man roughly while continuing to fuck Levity. It's obviously not the case, but for now, the man beneath them both is little more than a conduit for their pleasure and use.

Neither of them are going to last much longer. Levity simply feels too amazing like this. Hot and welcoming and tight. So very, very good. Their mutual thrusting rises to a fever pitch, their kiss ending almost violently as they tear themselves away to groan.]

L-Levity!

I'm gonna--

[They both come at the same time. Cade trembles while Refan grips Levity's hair and grows taut, each of them pumping their hot seed into him, over and over and over. He'll take everything they have to give, he has no choice otherwise.

But it's so much, it's so very much!]

What can I say? You're really hard to resist. Especially when you're eager.

[Another groan and a hard jerk into his hand, hips rolling with a new eagerness, and he bows his head, thinking what he wants, the new heat.]

Like....I want everyone to know how hot you are. See how you look, eager and begging and falling apart under me. [His hands tighten in Hurricane's side.] Not just by fucking you in the corner.

I wanna fuck you on one of those stage beds so everyone knows how hot you are when you cum.

[Oh, it's incredibly flattering to have Cade and Refan be competitive over him - and, truth be told, it is one of the things Levity wanted, this kind of control by proxy. He might be at their mercy, but by the same token they are at his; there's power in being wanted and knowing he's addictive. After all, there's going to be tomorrow, and the day after that, and the rest of their worklife, and what are they going to do then? The thought curls smugly in his mind. The others might well chase him afterwards, but at the end of the day it's his choice to say yes or no, and he trusts them enough to know when a no means no. After all, there's no way Lily would let him be hurt like that.

But thoughts aside, Levity is far from being unaffected by what's going on. He spasms around Cade's cock again as another wave of almost-orgasm washes over him, whines needily as Refan keeps fucking his mouth. It must be the third time with just the two of them, and being denied release is driving him crazy - but whipping his competitiveness into action, too. If they mean to have their way with him, then he'll damn well give them a run for their money. Let them give him everything they've got, and he'll outlast them.

And everything is very much so what Levity receives, arching madly as he's pushed so closely to the edge once more. He shudders and spasms as the overwhelming sensations vie for attention - while having someone finish in his mouth has been the most common experience today, the position makes it different and all the more difficult to handle. He whines, fingers scrabbling at the surface of the desk as the now-familiar scent and taste fill his mouth - and he really has no choice but to take it all in, even as he begins to wonder just how much Refan has in him; Levity does his best, but it's too much and too fast, and he feels the hot seed streak down from the corners of his mouth when he can no longer keep up swallowing.

But overwhelming as it is, it's still overshadowed by Cade coming inside him--it's practically a first for Levity and there's something satisfying, exciting about feeling the warmth spread inside him, being filled up. It's another proof of just how far they've gone, and Levity realizes that he wants to take in everything Cade would give him until he's fully dry. There's a kind of possessiveness in it, as though reciprocating Cade's own feelings - after all, who else has the man done anything like this with?

When they eventually pull out Levity tries to swallow the remains of Refan's come, coughs and gasps as he's finally allowed some air. He's utterly weak, shuddering both with exhaustion and his still unfulfilled desire, his head swimming.]

You two...

[He manages to whisper, raising a hand to his face to cover his eyes, but his voice is quite fond, if tired.]

[Maxwell and Ydar are next and if Cade's borderline worship of Levity disabused him of the notion that this was a punishment, or that he was little more than a toy made flesh and bone, Max is happy to remind him. He doesn't even wait before forcing Levity on his stomach, a strong hand on his neck, his other on his hip as he lines himself up.

And thrusts inside him savagely.

Ydar is not far behind, forcing himself inside the man's mouth.]

I'm not Max, so make sure you do a good job, okay?
Hey!

What?

It's not like I content--hnn--myself with just any hole.

Ah--s-seems that way to me.

Oh, come on!

That's the plan!

[The fact that the pair of them have a conversation while fucking Levity, tangentially about him, but not giving him any due attention only reinforces how much they're using him. Though they do not fuck him half-assedly either. There's something amusing in that, to give someone attention while completely ignoring them.

But, after all, it isn't as if he's a person in this precise moment. Just a very sophisticated toy.

Ydar reaches down to tease his nipples and Max strokes his cock, for all the good it does him. Perhaps the reverse, in fact, since he's still denied release....

Max's hips move fervently, sweat rolling down his chiseled chest and stomach as he drives powerfully hard into Levity with his massive cock, heedless of how his size might affect him. He shouldn't care. He doesn't care. Max only needs to care about getting off and putting his friend in his place. Ydar, meanwhile threads his fingers in levity's hair, gripping hard while he fucks the man's mouth and throat, moaning loudly, unabashed.]

F-Fuck, Lev, you feel so good....

[A sudden sadistic inspiration occurs to Lily. She is a switch, truly, and so the masochism of stewing in her own unfulfilled desires is delightfully bittersweet, but she thinks to herself, why not share this fun, too? He's supposed to be punished, after all. And so she weaves something into the dream.

Levity will crave more and more cocks, more and more fucking, but every time someone comes, his own "satisfaction" will be more fleeting each time. Like how the relief of a single swallow of cold water is very fleeting and only serves to worsen the sensation of something very spicy. Over and over again, it will only grow worse. He needs a glass of milk to soothe the ache.

Lily is the glass, but he won't know that. He'll just want and want and want, aimless and unending, driven to want and do more until he reaches his physical and mental limit.

This should be fun to watch.

Maxwell's fucking only grows harder, the tight grip on Levity's hips harsh enough to leave bruises on his fair skin as he gets ready to come. There's already so much inside him, but there's about to be more.]

You're--gonna take it all!

[And then Max is just gone, groaning roughly as he pumps hot come into him, hotly, thickly, again and again, and while that happens, Ydar follows with a pleased sigh. He's quieter, though no less intense about his own orgasm and how much he comes. It's a lot and he wants Levity to swallow, but partway, he keeps his earlier "plan" and pulls roughly out of his mouth to come on Levity's face and chest.]

Whew.

[Someone else from the group arrives and smacks Ydar's hand--it's a tag in. A second person does the same with Maxwell with a throaty chuckle.

The table is very strong and a good thing too, because this new pair of people, Viceras and Roy change his position. Viceras wants to feel Levity bounce on his cock while Roy stands straight and expects Levity to suck him like this.

There is come on the floor and on the table, and about to be more because like Ydar, Roy comes on Levity's face eventually, some spurts splashing back.

Sex heavily perfumes the air, a dizzying aroma that will only sharpen the senses and stoke the flames of more. More, more, more.

So it goes.

How many people are in the department...? Levity would be forgiven for not knowing the exact number, after all, it's not his job to be in charge, but he is a friendly person and so it's easy to tell--

Everyone is here.

They continue taking turns fucking him, using him from both ends. More people stand on the table while Levity is forced to ride another cock while they expect him to service them all. He still has hands, after all, and so they will be put to use.]

Levity...

L-Levity!

Yeah...yeah, just like that, Lev.

You're so cute, Levity.

You're such a greedy slut, Levity.

Look at me, Levity!

Take it, Levity!

You like that, Levity?

What a pretty, pretty whore you make, Levity.

Suck me off, Levity!

I--I'm coming! Levity!

Levity...Levity...Levity...!

[While their actions use and punish unrepentantly, their words form a chorus, a tribute of desire and he is the subject.

Doesn't he see? They do this because they care. So very, very much. If he doesn't know by now, he'll come to learn it in time. They're all united in that and will make certain of it.

Mouths kiss bite and mark and lick and suck and claim. Five more cocks, seven, twelve, twenty-one, and he is covered in nips and bruises. A few more and his hair is a sticky mess. There is so much come everywhere. Splashes of white decorate the sturdy wood. Most of it rolls off the table and drips in long, sinful threads onto the floor, pooling and spreading. And yet, he is still worse off, because somehow, impossibly, he's managed to take so much more in than he should have, but when he's not stuffed with a cock, it flows freely.

And it will now, because there are no more to take. How will he feel now...?]

[His lips part a little; for a second, he can't quite manage to find the words]

J-jesus, dude. Is that - is that all from the potion?

[His next vial was halfway to his lips, but it pauses, forgotten - lost, maybe, in the wave of heat that rushes through him at Rye's words. Certainly, his pupils are blown. Certainly his cock is beginning to twitch a little, not quite up to another round just yet, but definitely showing renewed interest]

[It's embarrassing, humiliating to be leaking like that - another sign of his punishment, Levity reckons as he covers his face with his hands, a soft noise escaping his throat, cheeks burning with shame and still more want. He's thoroughly, irrevocably stained, but even that wasn't enough. His voice is hoarse and raw from the screaming, crying, begging - all in vain as others reach their satisfaction while Levity is reduced to a moaning, sobbing mess, promising anything to be given release. Yet that, too, was not enough. All that's left is such a base, visceral hunger, and Levity really, really doesn't care what it takes to satisfy it anymore.

Weakly, he tries to raise himself up, head spinning, and directs Lily a pleading look. He's not quite certain of his surroundings anymore, and she's all he can focus on.]

M... Mistress... am I forgiven?..

[It's barely above a whisper; his voice still hoarse and lips swollen.]

[Everyone starts to take pictures again as they withdraw, but don't leave. They speak and laugh and whistle, showing each other video and different angles, but it all comes to a hush when Levity speaks.]

Not quite. Take a seat at my desk, where you were before.

[She finishes off his drink and when he gets there she makes for him, her walk unhurried. The sway of her hips is undeniably sensual and her breasts bounce just so with each step.

Lily sits on the edge of her desk and simply takes him in Covered in come and worked so hard. And yet he still wants, though it's funny: he can't know that Lily will solve his little problem (that she created in the first place) and yet he stares at her like she's the most important thing in his universe anyway.

She sighs, pleased. Later she might be embarrassed in her flattery, but for now, it is as it should be.

She reaches out with her foot, rubbing his cheek lightly covering it with a blend of come before she moves the tip of it in front of his lips. He got it dirty, he should clean it up.]

You really are such a slut. I suppose there's nothing for it, though. You've done well, very well, Vivi, but we're not quite through yet.

She kicks off her shoes and starts to stroke his cock with her stocking-covered feet.

She weaves another compulsion: he'll find the more she engages him, the more strength will return to him. Oh, she plans to fuck him very well, perhaps to new exhaustion, but she wants him spry first.]

I trust you've learned your lesson, though, hmmm?

[Her foot rubs silken circles over his head while the other one strokes his shaft.]

Hmm, think it might just want me to show you off. The rest is why I think it has a point.

[His hand moves down, over Hurricane's, pressing him down harder, hips thrusting as his other hand holds him stable.] The way you sound, the way you look. Gods, you're such a sight, Hurricane.

I want you so bad. I want to tie you down and make you beg. Want to kiss every inch of your skin as you plead for more. Let the world see how red and flushed and hard you get.

I want to spread your legs and fuck you on one of those beds. I want to leave you a mess. I want-I want- [There is a loud moan, right in his ear, a new surge if heat under their hands as he cums under Hurricane's palm.]

[Levity makes a small flustered noise as Lily brings the tip of her boot to his lips, but laps at it obediently, eyes half-lidded and cheeks red with embarrassment. But it's right - it's not Lily's fault that he's so filthy, and cleaning up his own mess is the least he can do for her.

And his reward comes soon enough, in Lily's touch on his cock - but once again it's humiliating that she would only use her feet for it. But it's not as though he deserves anything more right now.]

Y... Yes... I'm sorry, Mistress, I-I'll never go against your word again, I promise...

[It's a desperate whisper from him as he tilts his head back, closing his eyes, twitching shamefully yet shamelessly under her touch. So good, it feels so good--Levity's fingers dig into the underside of the chair and he whimpers quietly. However much the others gave him, it doesn't come close to how much attention from Lily affects him. Anything she ever wanted, anything at all, he would give her gladly, if it meant any sign of favour from her...]

Dreamers After Dark (VII)

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im sobbing sebaschan just fucking putting everything in his mouth huh

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he's a foodie who can properly taste stuff for the first time ever DON'T JUDGE

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I DON'T THINK BEING A FOODIE MEANS EATING RAW ORGANS!!!

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god i hate levity wtf is up with your stupid switch nature

THIS MAN IS A SUUUUUUB

CHEEKY SUB!!!

the worst!!!

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lily Being Nice by solving problems she created in the first place still ends me