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Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Alex loves Krys more. D It was always comforting to Tristan to know that Kendan was always nearby. It also set him off sometimes as well. Although he liked being the brat he was, with the privileges he had, he did not like sitting under the spotlight constantly. Which was why he liked the Lycan to be nearby, but always distant. That, and there were certain psychological aspects to it too. Tristan was used to being ignored by his parents, but at one point when he was younger he had been attached. He realized later on, in his early teens, that attachment only meant pain. So he tried to distance himself as much as he could, even from servants. Even if that somebody meant nothing to him. Just as Kendan did. Although the Lycan wasn't considered a person to Tristan, he still had those features. Ones that the Vampire couldn't deny that he liked. The toned muscles and handsome looking face. He had come to the conclusion that part of the reason he liked Kendan's look so much was that he was jealous. Why could he not be muscular and shaped like that? It seemed most Vampires looked slim and weak, but Tristan wanted to show his power in an outward way. Kendan, sit down next to me. It was not a request, it was an order. The Vampire moved his feet which had been outstretched on the couch to touch the ground, giving the Lycan plenty of space to sit down next to him. He admired just about every aspect of Kendan, his unemotional expressions to his complete obedience. And it was for this that Tristan wanted to study him. Take off your shirt and pants and sit down. Although study might not be the right word.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

. . .You're probably right. DD The request for Kendan to sit down struck the servant as odd-- usually Tristan's tasks were mundane and self-centered, but for the spoilt child to ask him to sit? It was unusual, and unsettling. Kendan's first instinct was to bristle, to put himself on guard and resist the order of his master, but he knew that such resistance would only end in trouble. There wasn't any need for unnecessary trouble. Kendan wanted to lie as low as possible, so when the liberating day came, he could snatch it up. . . However, the enlongated order to take off his clothing and then sit down, well, that did put Kendan on his toes. His pupils dialated and his lips tensed, outwardly showing a bit of discomfort with the order. Whatever Tristan was looking for, well, it didn't seem very good at all. Not at all. Still, Kendan's de-clawed hands raised to loosen the ties of his shirt, his eyes focused no where in particular as his hands then tugged the shirt over his head. Once it was off, the smooth expanse of his tanned skin, covering defined, rippling muscles, could be seen. His dusky nipples were peaked, though whether it was because of the eternal night's chill or because of Kendan's discomfort, one would not know. After his shirt was dropped to the ground, his hand rested on his pant's clasp, which he hesitated at before also unfastening it. His pants slipped to the floor and he easily stepped out of them, then moved to sit next to his master complacently. His face had solidified into stone. Yes, master? This time, a slight growl was in his voice.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

D It was true. Tristan never showed interest in anybody's comfort but his own. If there was an order out of him barked at Kendan, it was likely for Tristan's own benefit. Well, that's what servants were for, wasn't it? He could feel a slight hesitance from Kendan, and it irritated him. But he'd never asked such a thing from the Lycan before, so it was only to be expected. It wasn't like Tristan was going to hurt Kendan or anything. ... Much. He saw the slight difference in the Lycan and smirked. However, still he could feel that hesitance, and it only turned up the dial on his annoyance. Tristan was feeling exceptionally nice today however, so he decided not to take his anger out on the other male. No, he'd take something else out on Kendan... There was an obvious pleasure that shown on Tristan's face when Kendan took off his shirt. Who wouldn't show signs of happiness when they looked at -that-? Those defined muscles... And they seemed tensed too. Tensed with uncomfortable thoughts, no doubt. And Tristan was intent on fulfilling those uncomfortable thoughts that were bouncing around in Kendan's head. The Vampire leaned over, now propped up on his knees. He drew his face close to the Lycan's, to the side of it, near his ear. His hand turned Kendan's chin slightly to face him. The Vampire's tongue darted out to flick over that fluttery artery in the Lycan's neck. Then again it passed over the flesh, but paused there, just so he could really feel it. The occasional increase in speed... It was all so delicious. Alive. Unlike how Tristan felt rotting in this damn house with nothing to do but attend dull parties with people just as dead as he. How does it feel, hmmn? A finger traced over that same spot this time, but then was lead down by the muscles, then to Kendan's clavicle and finally his chest. To be alive, to feel blood pump through your veins? His pale hand splayed out over the muscles of Kendan's abdomen. They then traced back up to pinch harshly at one of those dark nipples. Hhn? Do you feel vulnerable? He asked softly, nipping at the lobe of the Lycan's ear.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

I'm kidding baby! xDD No, in Kendan's many years of serving Tristan, the spoilt Vampire had never tried anything such as this. However, the Lycan realized he was a fool to think anything of it. Tristan was merely toying with him, and he knew it full-well, because he knew the blonde's nature. It was in the Vampire's blood, it seemed, to be eternally bored-- an ailment that he forever sought a cure for, though none was ever found. This teasing was just a new sort of game, one which that would pass, like all other things, from Tristan's dead life. Kendan knew that he must ignore the humiliation, and focus on keeping himself in check. A silly game would not ruin his personal chances at escaping, at returning to the pack, at seeing the little blonde dead at his hands. He refused. Though, when Tristan leaned in close there was a spike in his scent and Kendan wanted desperately to growl and push him away. Instead, his muscles tensed and his eyelashes fluttered despite himself. Because no matter how uncomfortable he was, the touch of a cold tongue to his sensetive neck created a pleasurable feeling. One that he shouldn't be recieving from his master. The Lycan touched his tongue to a concealed fang, his eyes narrowing as he knew that the Vampire could feel his pulse speed. The wandering hand made Kendan suck in a breath ever so quickly, and the harsh pinch to his sensitive nipple sent his teeth grinding, but still the servant kept his place, keeping his eye on the goal. He kept his thoughts submissive, and his reply followed suit, Yes, master. His mind was screaming for Tristan to fall over dead.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

This was true. Tristan went through phases. Before he'd messed with countless other servants. Not in a sexual way, but just in ways that might piss the servants off or frustrate them. He had always thought that was funny, but he was growing older now, and it was becoming more bothersome and less mature of him to take on these things. So he'd thought of another thing that he could do to make up for it. Another little game he could play to keep himself entertained. And so far, with only these few seconds passed, he thought it was great. Though a lack of response from Kendan would piss him off, if the Lycan was intent on keeping things that way. Nnh... Really now? Isn't it funny then, that you look so much better off than me if we were pitted in a fight, that there's only one way that it would end for me? I could kill you easily, so many different possibilities, but you could only take care of me with one thing... The fact that Kendan seemed even more uncomfortable was funny to Tristan. Another dangerous smirk crossed his plush lips, and the vampire leaned closer. Mmn. Must be frustrating? Tell me how you feel Kendan, tell me everything. Your pains, your woes... He nipped the other's neck, prompting him as his hand moved down again, this time cupping his crotch. He squeezed there too, showing him that it was not a request, but an order that he was asking of the other.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Truth. Every word that came flowing from Tristan's lips was truth. If they were in a fight, the Lycan could be killed in a myriad ways-- he was undoubtedly mortal. However, Kendan knew that Vampires had nerves just as the living did. Although they could not breathe, they could feel pain. It was a fact that many Vampires let sip their minds in their pretentiousness. Pain stuns the body. So while Kendan could only kill Tristan by harming his heart, Kendan could break his ribs and limbs and leave him lying in tortured pain, until death was a mercy. That's what he planned on doing, too. Kendan's eyes narrowed in a dangerous manner as he felt the hand move down, and once the cold, long-fingered limb cupped his crotch he breathed in sharply. His mind was reeling, not exactly knowing how to respond to his master's order. His pains? His woes? Did he deny having such ailments? Or did he speak his mind at his master's request? What would either answer result in? The Lycan shifted on the couch, ever so slightly, his muscles twitching and rippling. His eyes stayed unfocused. Your wandering hands at the moment, master, Kendan growled.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Tristan didn't like to lie. Unless there would be some kind of reward for it. But everyone was that way. So of course he was telling the truth about Kendan. He was tormenting him, making the larger bodied Lycan feel weak, because it made him feel more powerful. And this checked off two of Tristan's likes. He was dominant in the situation, and the spotlight wasn't completely on him. He was focusing it on the other, making Kendan think about himself. And it was turning out wonderful, especially as the Vampire could feel the other's anger radiating off of him. Wouldn't it be nice though, to kill me? It rang out like a song in the room. Tristan had a pleasant voice, though it was soft and at times sly. After all the things I've put you through, all the shame and the ways I've mistreated you. I'm sure you crave for nothing more than to hurt me, kill me. And you're so angry you can't. Because if you do something like that you'd be just as terrible as me. So you're looking for the right moment. It must be so difficult, hmm? He leaned forward and nipped at Kendan's neck, rubbing his fingers over the other's clothed crotch more severely this time, until he slipped his hand under them altogether. Of course he'd thought about how the Lycan must have felt. But there were more animalistic undertones in Kendan's way of thinking of course. Kendan was not similar to him. Now now. Stop moving so much dear. Tristan moved his face up, nipping harshly at Kendan's bottom lip before he sucked on it in an almost apologetic way. His fingers became more playful, and wrapped around Kendan's now half hard shaft. Nnh. Your body seems to like me, doesn't it? His icy blue eyes looked straight at Kendan's face, and he used his spare hand to turn the other's chin sharply. Look at me.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Yes! Came the screamed reaction from Kendan's brain when Tristan mused on how nice it would be to kill him. Oh, the Lycan didn't even know why he lusted after the little blonde's blood like he did anymore, but the lust had become second nature, and he didn't guess at it. He figured the want for the Vampire's death was because the boy was a spoilt brat, and a manipulative one at that. But was that really a reason to kill somone? Kendan narrowed his eyes when Tristan began guessing at the Lycan way of thought. The Vampire's cockiness was nauseating. It wasn't anger that held Kendan back from killing his master, and it wasn't the anticipation of guilt, either. The Lycan sniggered, breaking his own mast for a moment to murmur, I'm just waiting for the full moon, Master. The words came out in a growl, and his eyes laced with gold as he felt his anger spike, then cool. His blood almost boiled over, but once more simmered on low, though Tristan's wandering hands really were not helping. . . When his bottom lip was nipped and then sucked on, Kendan jerked his head back, though he was then stunned into submission by the Vampire's cool hand wrapping around his hot flesh. A quick pank left Kendan's lips as his mind swarmed with pleasure and his blood boiled with a different sort of warmth. His member couldn't help but respond, swelling under Tristan's touch. Yes. His body did like Tristan. . . Kendan looked up at the blonde and bared a fang because of the force used to get his head up. The Lycan's eyes were purple veined with gold, and lusty. They searched Tristan's face, and his mind immediately wanted the Vampire to be naked as well, so he could drink in the pale flesh, so unlike his own. . .Strong eyebrows furrowed as he looked at Tristan's face, wondering why.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Honestly, Tristan hadn't made Kendan's life that hard. He'd actually been good compared to some of the Vampire's that kept servants. He didn't ask much of the Lycan anyway, only assistance here and there, with the smallest things. Most of the time he left Kendan to mull about and do his own things. But when Tristan did have Kendan around he usually involved the other in his plans. He'd tell him about attempts to annoy other Vampires or servants, but he'd never really expect or want an answer. Kendan was like a wall to him, something to talk to and not expect an answer from except maybe your own echo. A very attractive, hot wall he couldn't help pressing his body against. So really there was no reason for Kendan to want to kill him, because no doubt some of the other Vampires had probably annoyed the Lycan more. Tristan was just the one that Kendan was around the most. It wasn't really Tristan he hated so much, he hated the system. And Tristan was his closest and most familiar link to the system. At least, this was how Tristan thought that the Lycan was thinking. Really, he would have been upset too if somebody thought he was so stupid that they could guess his thoughts. But Tristan didn't care, nor think the Lycan capable of such intelligence. Or he did, but he lied to himself to cover that up to make things easier. Even Tristan didn't know at this point, it had been so long since he'd started. And everything would have gone on fine like that too. Until Kendan opened his stupid mouth. This produced a loud growl from the Vampire's throat. A very threatening one. I will hear no threats from your mouth ever again, Kendan. It was a very, very serious tone. And the extremely harsh squeeze to the Lycan's cock only emphasized this. After a moment of boring his very serious glare into Kendan's soul, he paused. His hand went back to its stroking, with a softer old this time, almost as if he realized he might do harm to his servant. That would be no fun. You have no such plans of mutiny. This was a statement more to affirm it in the Lycan's mind. The stroking continued, but he tightened his hold a little, just enough to make it pleasurable for Kendan, but altogether unsatisfying.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

The growl only made a low growl of the Lycan's own bubble from his throat, though it was more out of surprise at the Vampire's reaction than any hostility. No, Kendan's mind was too clouded with pleasure to be truly hostile. The brunette, however, was soon overtaken with a sharp discomfort that made him whine, which trailed off into a snarl, and then faded into a whine once more. Though, the harsh grasp on his member quickly put him back into his place, much to his behest. Yes, Kendan panted, the gold fading from his eyes and the purple irises darkening substantially, Yes, Master. No-- no threats. Once the hand loosened its grip, Kendan breathed a sigh of relief and sunk one of his fangs into his bottom lip, worrying the flesh to distract himself from the pain in his nether regions. Once the smarting had gone down he pulled his fang back into his mouth, then licked over the slightly bloodied k-9. Of course not, Master, the Lycan submissively agreed, not wanting any more pain for hinting at his mutiny. The stroking was rekindling the fire in his blood, but he wanted more-- and he was certain that he wouldn't get more. He didn't even know if he wanted more from Tristan, the slimy little bastard. No, he wanted Tristan to rot in hell where Vampires belonged-- dead.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Tristan thought the Lycan cute, laying back like that, defenseless against his touches and words. How ironic that something so strong looking was at the mercy of lithe Tristan. The Vampire wasn't exactly weak looking, but he had this femininity to him that couldn't be denied. And the whine that left Kendan's throat only made Tristan grin ear to ear. Not because of the pain, but just because of the variety of expressions he'd managed to summon from Kendan's lips. He was a creator, staring lovingly at his created. Well, maybe not lovingly, but satisfied. ... Or not completely satisfied yet. Mm... Good boy. You just want to feel good, don't you? He asked, giving the Lycan an occasional squeeze, just to show the difference between the pleasure and pain. This hadn't been planned out, but he liked the way it was playing out. He could instill so many things in the Lycan's brain this way. Like little passive aggressive notes slipped in between the crevices in Kendan's brain, only to pop up at the right moment should the Lycan need it. Mm. Perfect. Seeing this opportunity, Tristan grinned and leaned in, sucking harshly at Kendan's lip. He really couldn't help himself. It was instinct. And he'd never tasted the blood of this particular Lycan, but he soon figured out he liked it. Usually Lycan's blood was a bit too gamey for his taste, although he knew many Vampire's that enjoyed it. Kendan's blood though... It was good. Delicious even. Do you want more? The stroking increased it's pace, but not the hold, and Tristan's spare hand leapt to the side drawer. Within a second the stroking of Kendan had stopped, and he was busying himself with something else. This time he didn't wait for the Lycan to pull down his boxers, but instead pulled them down himself, leaving them at the other's ankles. He wasted no time at placing a lubed finger at Kendan's entrance, rubbing the liquid over it. The Vampire had considered the fact that maybe the Lycan would be displeased with this, and he had an alternative plan if that happened. In fact, he'd execute that plan whether it happened or not.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

Good boy? Half of Kendan's brain protested that he wasn't a dog, and the other half whole-heartedly agreed that yes, he was a good boy and yes, he did want to feel good. He already felt really good, but he wanted more. Another whine escaped his lips, although this one was not pained, not at all. Instead, it expressed the lust that was flowing through the Lycan's whole body, overtaking him. Once more, gold veins began to wind their way through Kendan's purple eyes before they closed momentarily in hazed pleasure as his lip was sucked on. What a tease. Kendan wanted a kiss, wanted some form of intimacy from his partner-- until he realized just who his partner was. Damn it. Why did his first fuck in who knew how long have to be from his slimy master? Sure, Kendan had fooled around with the other servants. Lycans were known to get quite needy around the time of the full moon. But lately, he had been consumed with thoughts of escape. And now he was paying the price by being caught in a web of pleasure. Ahn! Kendan whimpered, then pushed his hips up into his master's hand, wanting more of the delicious friction, and even more of the pain. The slight change between the light stroking and the squeezes was just enough pain to be pleasurable, and it sent chills up the Lycan's spine, consuming his mind in need. Nnnnn, MaaaAAhaster. . .yes. Yes, Master, the Lycan dutifuly responded. However, while his pretty lips were calling out for more, he never expected what was to come. Kendan's eyes, which had turned mostly golden with vines of purple, narrowed and a slight growl escaped his lips as he felt a slicked finger rub across his entrance. He only subbed a few times in his life, and he would not for Tristan, no matter if the time was right or not to make his escape. If Tristan tried to fuck him, he would end this game and retaliate. The growl was a warning.
Thread: Alex loves Krys very, very much! [Aember and Mrow]

A small, stifled growl left Kendan's lips as his master asked him what was wrong. Oh, the slimy little Vampire bastard knew exactly what was wrong, he just wanted to rub it into the Lycan's face, and Kendan wasn't having any of that. However, his anger was replaced with confusion when he saw Tristan raise his finger to his fang and knick it. The Lycan didn't know much about Vampires-- he knew the basics, but nothing about their blood-- so he had no clue what to expect. In fact, he was shocked when Tristan lowered the finger and forced it into his mouth. The blood had a distinct taste on his tongue. It wasn't rotten tasting, as he would expect, considering Vampire's state of being undead however, it didn't taste like meat's blood, either. It wasn't fresh. Instead, it had an acidic taste not coppery, that was different. Acidic. Fitting, Kendan decided, although he didn't have much time to think about it. The effects of the blood spread through Kendan's system like wildfire almost immediately. One moment, he was feeling angry at the Vampire for even thinking that he would allow Tristan to top him-- but the next? The next, his blood was boiling over and he felt as though he was burning up inside. His cock throbbed and precum drooled lazily out of his tip. His eyes turned fully golden, his pupils dialating as full-blown lust ripped through his body. Without really knowing what he was doing, not being able to think through the lusty haze of the drug which was the Vampire's blood, Kendan pressed down slightly at the finger teasing his hole, seeking more friction either to that lovely spot inside of him, or to his throbbing member, which was hard as a rock and begging for attention, bobbing with lust. Nnn, ohhh, Maahhaster, Kendan cried out, in such a pretty submissive voice, something that for once wasn't forced. It came naturally, because of how much lust he felt. His hands reached back behind his head to grip at the back cushion and his hips bucked slightly. Oh, oh please. Please, the Lycan begged, though he didn't know what specifically he was begging for. Something. Anything. Master Tristan, please. . .