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

Tristan was glad to see that the Lycan was going to come very soon, because he was already late. Even if the Lord didn't need anything, he'd give Tristan one hell of a time for being late by five minutes. He had an excuse. He was 'taking care of' the prisoner. But oh, that expression would be well worth the scolding. Before he'd been so intense on causing people pain, seeing their hurt expressions. When somebody had an expression on their face because of you, you know you've likely gotten into their head, at least for that one moment. But now Tristan seemed so much more interested in Kendan's pleasured expression.

"Hm. Well I'll never tell." Tristan smirked, pulling his hand out. What come he had gotten on his hand he quickly wiped on Kendan's pants. "Shame I can't stay with you longer today, hmm?" He asked, then stood up off of the other's lap. "I mean, you know how much I really hate to fuck and run, but I do have to go." That comment was meant to balance out the 'favor' that Tristan had just done Kendan. "I'll see you later today then, hnn? Gotta keep feeding you I suppose." And with that he walked off, leaving the Lycan alone.
 
Of course, Kendan wasn't looking forward to Tristan's return. Hell no. No, he was simply looking forward to his dinner-- which never came. Tristan once again left him forgotten, though at least this time it wasn't with an aching erection, but only an aching stomach. However, eventually his tiredness beat his hunger, and Kendan managed to drift into an uncomfortable sleep, alone in the hall.

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The next morning was simple hell. When Kendan awoke, his neck was craned back and he could barely move it because it was so sore. With a groan, the Lycan managed to raise his head and arch his back slightly, trying to work his muscles. If he ever got out of this place, he would be crippled from the pain of his muscles being stuck in one position. Hopefully the Vampires weren't as cruel as to keep him locked up like this, only to let his muscles atrophy.

There would be no worse punishment.

Kendan growled sleepily and blinked his bleary eyes around the hall. He was alone. Well, it was better than Tristan hanging around.
 
And again, this time as well was not his fault. He'd been called to the side for something deemed 'important.' He'd even told the Lord that their 'guest' needed food, but the elder Vampire had shrugged it off and told him that wasn't important. Plus, the Lycan looked well off. He could last a few days without eating. Tristan didn't protest this any more, because it wasn't his place to care about their prisoner's well being, only to keep him alive. And he could live without eating now.

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Tristan didn't trudge into the hall with an angry expression. In fact, he had a cocky expression on his face. He had thought about poor Kendan, tired and hungry after coming like he had last night, and that was all Tristan's fault too. It was also his fault that the poor Lycan hadn't had any dinner after that ordeal.

"Good morning~" He chimed, strolling over to the Lycan. That same expression was on his face, a cocky smirk. He wouldn't apologize for last night. It wasn't his place. Plus he'd woken up this morning, his internal feelings reset for the day. Pity had not yet built up for the Lycan again. But it was bound to within a few seconds.

"Time to get you some breakfast and a bath. Maybe a walk, hmm?"
 
When Kendan heard footsteps coming into the hall, he knew immediately who it was. The Lycan looked up and his eyes settled on the Vampire, who wore a cocky smirk across his lips. Kendan growled, wondering why the hell Tristan looked so smug with himself. Was it because the damn blonde knew that he had starved all night long? Probably. Bastard.

Though, his anger was soothed slightly by the promise of a bath and some food, though that soothed feeling didn't last long. A walk? Kendan growled in protest, "A walk? I'm not a damn dog." His deep purple eyes narrowed into tiny slits that looked nearly black. Though, his muscles screamed with the want to move. Being taken on a walk would be humiliating, but his muscles needed to be worked.

"Hnnnn. Please," the Lycan grumbled.
 
Tristan just gave Kendan a giant grin, despite what the other might be thinking of him. The blonde moved forward, then behind the chair that the Lycan was in. He kneeled down and grabbed something from behind the chair, then slipped something into his pocket. He didn't even step in front of the chair to fix the collar around Kendan's neck. Within a second it was locked on there, and it was obvious the thing wasn't a normal collar.

"A shock collar."

The Vampire replied before Kendan could ask as he slipped slyly out from behind the chair. "Just to make sure you behave yourself. Wouldn't want you getting me into trouble now, hmm?" He leaned forward and grabbed the Lycan's cheek to pinch it, then quickly moved away to undo the bonds that Kendan was in. "I'm not sure what's for breakfast. You'll likely have what the others are having. By others I mean other Vampires. Some of us have a taste for 'food' every once in a while. Anyway, come along now." He began walking away, summoning Kendan with the movement of his finger.
 
Kendan felt the collar snap around his neck and for a moment he was confused, until Tristan clarified things. Ah. Well, the Lycan definitely didn't want to be on the recieving end of a shock. Plus, it wouldn't do to try and escape now. There would be no where to go, no one to find this deep within the city. No. . .Kendan had to wait until someone from his pack came and rescued him. Because they would come. He knew it.

Once his bonds were undone, Kendan stood up and took a moment to stretch his muscles, not answering to Tristan's call until he was fully stretched out. He was still sore, but at least it wasn't as bad as it could be. The Lycan glared at his Vampire caretaker and then moved forward, following dutifuly behind Tristan.

It was almost like they were back home.
 
Tristan was rather angered that Kendan took his time to stretch. He stood there waiting impatiently, then rolled his eyes as the other finally followed behind him. Oh really he wasn't that angry. In fact he wasn't angry at all. He had somebody to boss around, why should he be? "Now, I would ask you if you'd like to eat or bath first, but you'll eat. I can't have you getting your changed clothes all dirty, hmm?" He knew Lycans could eat with poise. He was teasing Kendan. The tone sure didn't sound like it though.

They proceeded to the kitchen, where Tristan shoved Kendan into a seat and had him eat quickly. Within the blink of an eye they were out of the kitchen, but Tristan had given the Lycan enough time to get enough nutrients to last. And maybe even make up for the lack of meal he'd had the night before.

"Now off to bathe you..." Tristan growled. He was going to have to do the job, because his Lord had given him specific orders not to let Kendan come into any contact with other Lycan's. "I'll have to take you to my own personal bath then." This he seemed more displeased with, because they walked quite a long way before arriving at Tristan's room. He opened the door and shoved the Lycan inside with surprising force for the size difference between them.

The Vampire's room was nice. Not exceedingly extravagant but he had nice furniture. A lovely canopy bed he rarely slept in and various other matching furniture. The room was dark, which contrasted greatly with Tristan's entire body. "This way." He summoned Kendan into the bathroom, which had a nice wide bathtub, big enough for two.

It was obvious that Tristan must have been sucking up to somebody, or somebody felt pity for him. Because the other Vampires at his level didn't have such... Decorated quarters.
 
"Now, I would ask you if you'd like to eat or bath first, but you'll eat. I can't have you getting your changed clothes all dirty, hmm?"

A low growl bubbled from Kendan's throad in response. The Lycan's eyes narrowed into purple slits, but he did nothing more than follow Tristan into the kitchens. Once they were in the kitchen, Kendan seemed to eat more slowly and with more tact than he had ever in his life, almost to prove to Tristan that he could, indeed, eat without spilling on himself.

Though, why he felt the need to prove himself to the Vampire was beyond his own logic.

Still, given the limited amount of time he was allowed to eat, he managed to get enough food down his throat to where he wasn't feeling hungry-- not at all. The food was good, considering the fact that he was a prisoner. At least the Vampires fed him well. Though, going down that line of thinking made him wonder if they did view him as a dog-- a prized purebred to be kept in prime condition as trophy. Hn. Fucking zombies.

While the prospect of Tristan bathing him in his own personal quarters didn't exactly strike Kendan as the best of ideas, it wasn't like he was going to be subjected to any worse molestation than he'd already been put through. Honestly, he was preparing himself for it. His cock did give a little surge of excitement at the prospect, and his blood boiled slightly, golden veins creeping through his purple eyes just at the thought.

So maybe he liked the molestation a bit more than he would admit.

Beyond that, the long walk was a nice, relaxing time to stretch out his muscles, and once he was in Tristan's room he wasn't sore at all. Instead, he was awed by how such a little squirt with no ties to speak of to the Council could score such a room. Maybe he's fucking one of them, Kendan thought, then snorted softly. He wouldn't doubt it.

"Big bath," Kendan remarked, eyeing it, "Looks big enough for two." A vicious smile curled up onto his lips. "I bet whoever's dick you're sucking to get this room joins you in the bath often, eh?" The Lycan's eyes glittered with mirth. "Does he get to see you ride his cock too?"
 
Tristan was quite impressed, he wasn't going to lie. But he knew from the beginning that Kendan was not some rabid dog. He'd known that since they were young. It was just in his nature to say such things, after the influence over all the years. It was a naturally built up thing. Racism.
Just something that was bound to happen after years of living with his parents and then these two extra years at this place made things even worse.

Well, two years serving the Council had done -a lot- worse to him.

Now, about the entire prisoner thing. The Vampires were intent on keeping Kendan. Likely for the rest of his life span. And yes, they would flaunt him about. It was inevitable. He was attractive to them, at least as attractive as a Lycan could possibly be, and in a place where people took looks very seriously this was an important factor. However, Tristan would have liked to do more than just flaunt him about. He'd rather like him as a 'lap dog' instead of something that was constantly used and tossed into parties and all those types of things. He wasn't sure how the Council's reaction would be though.

"Yes, it is." Tristan replied, moving over to turn on the water. He turned around to look Kendan in the eye, light blue meeting dark purple. This was something that wouldn't have happened before. There would be no eye contact if Tristan was still living with his parents and treated like a prince. "You know..." He murmured as he took several steps over to Kendan, then grabbed at the other's shirt lightly to begin unbuttoning it. He did it in a light and almost seductive way, like a lover would. "You seem very set on the fact that I must be fucking somebody to be here. I'm not sure why exactly, but is it possible that you're... Jealous?" That last word was especially powerful, however not because of the tone. In fact his tone had receded. The reason that word was so effective was because he grabbed at Kendan's crotch suddenly and roughly.
 
As Tristan approached Kendan, the Lycan looked at the smaller, blonde male with eyes slightly distrusting yet still slightly veined with gold, a sign of not only his lust for Tristan, but a sign of maybe a bit of budding jealousy as well. In fact, the idea that the blonde was fucking some older vampire for the position did irk Kendan, though it did not surprise him-- his general thought of Tristan was that the young blonde was quite the slut.

He wasn't far off, either.

The distrusting look in Kendan's eyes mellowed as Tristan touched him like a lover, comfortingly unbuttoning his shirt, lulling him into a false sense of safety. A surprised yipe was ripped from his throat when his crotch was harshly grabbed to accent Tristan's words.

"Jealous?" Kendan growled, his voice a bit pained and a bit lusty at the same time. He half-wished Tristan's hand was on him in a more intimate touch. "No, I just know you're a fucking slut."
 
Tristan drew his hands away only a second after his statement, pulling the Lycan's shirt off. That brought them even closer together at least for the second. He didn't waste time in pulling off his own shirt. He couldn't have himself getting wet when he was scrubbing Kendan down now, could he? The skin was just as pale and flawless as his face, except for his back. But the Lycan wouldn't even end up seeing that. At least not today.

Not if everything went as Tristan planned.

"Hmm. Well I know you're jealous. But your jealousy would be oddly placed, because if I hadn't done the things I did to get here, somebody else would be caring for you at the moment." He unbuttoned the Lycan's pants then pulled down his undergarments quickly. "And I'm telling you now that they would not be so lenient. They'd cut out your tongue in a second. A dog does not need a tongue." The last sentence actually sounded more upset than it should have. "Get in the tub." His eyes wandered over the Lycan's body, but paused only for a millisecond at the other's crotch.

Ah.
 
Kendan growled slightly and eyed Tristan before he slid into the waters of the tub. It reached his waist and he could sit to submurge himself to his collarbones, but instead he stood, absently scooping up some water and letting it flow over his chest and nipples. Both of them were now pierced, something which he'd done upon escaping Tristan's home and once he was in a pack. Some slight, vague tattoo design curled around his side to his hip as well, the mark of his pack.

Though, Kendan didn't pay much attention to these features. Instead, he stared at the water, absently running his hands over his chest, almost ignoring Tristan. But out of the corner of his eye he was watching the Vampire, waiting for him to take off his pants-- he wondered if he would.
 
Tristan was more distracted with Kendan's appearance than he thought he'd be. The tattoo was nice. And those nipple piercings... Well he certainly hadn't been expecting those. So he stood there, looking a little dumb. But in a very graceful way, mind you! When he realized this mistake he'd made, the Vampire quickly pulled off his pants, but left on his boxers. They could get wet. And he really didn't want to be too exposed right now. He couldn't even explain it.

He thought he'd be able to get away with just leaning over the tub and scrubbing the Lycan, but now that he'd seen... Well he just couldn't do that. Tristan moved over and stepped into the tub, keeping himself a small distance from Kendan. He made sure to place the shock collar remote nearby however. Though the Vampire was almost positive he wouldn't need it. From there he just stood and looked at Kendan's face. He'd never taken this much time to examine the lines of it. How perfect they were and how incredibly jealous he was. "Soap yourself up..." He murmured, but didn't move his eyes.
 
Seeing Tristan look so dumbfounded from the corners of his eyes made Kendan smirk and then turn his attention back onto how lightly his hand was brushing over his own chest. When Tristan's order to soap himself up rang through the air, Kendan looked up and then looked around for the soap. Upon finding it as well as a cloth, he soaped up the cloth and then proceeded to wash himself down.

The suds slid over his body in a seductive manner, though he really wasn't trying to put on a show for Tristan. Not really. Okay, maybe a little bit. In any case, his hands rubbed over every inch of his body, making his muscles ripple and glisten.

Hopefully Tristan would bite.
 
Was Tristan really to blame for the way he was looking at Kendan? The Lycan could have turned any straight man gay in a second, and any lesbian straight. Alright. Maybe that was an exhaggeration, but Kendan was fucking hot. And just the way that he was standing there like it was fucking nothing... Ugh. The Vampire could hardly handle it. He stood there and tried to strike up his more serious expression, but he really could not manage it at this point. So instead he stepped forward closer to Kendan.

Fuck, it had been a while since he'd eaten too.

Literally and metaphorically.

For one who hadn't been with someone else in such a long time, he was quite reserved. Well, he'd been with people. Not his choice of people. "Hnn... That's enough. Now sit down and rinse yourself, hmm?" Tristan sat down as well as if to set down an example. But the second that Kendan actually did sit down, he'd find that the Vampire got very close to him. Halfway on his lap even, grinding against the other.
 
With every step closer that Tristan took, it was hard for Kendan to keep his smirk back. However, the Lycan managed, and instead focused on rubbing himself down, his fingers 'absently' brushing over his nipples. But yes, Tristan was biting. And it seemed like he was biting hard.

When instructed to sit down, Kendan noted that Tristan was only a few movements away from him. The Lycan turned his eyes up and nodded, then sat down, only to have a very needy vampire pratically on his lap and grinding against him. A small moan flitted from Kendan's lips and the Lycan reached under the water to slip his hands around to grope at Tristan's pale ass.

It took only a quick movement and Kendan was on top of Tristan, grinding his half-erect cock into the Vampire's pale thigh.

"Nnn," he moaned softly, moving his hands up to grasp at Tristan's wrists, pinning them back against the side of the tub. "Looks like I'm on top now, hn?"
 
With the add of his own lust for blood, his lust for Kendan was only intensified. He tried to keep himself in a very calm manner, make it obvious he was in control of the situation, but he really couldn't manage it. Especially when the Lycan was fucking brushing his nipples like that... How had Tristan even let things get this out of control? Oh, well they certainly weren't as terrible as they'd soon get. And by terrible, he wasn't thinking terrible at all.

If you hadn't had control over who you fucked (or who fucked you) for a good year, you'd eagerly jump at the chance too.

But he hadn't ever thought about the Lycan -topping- him. Nonono. He was in control here. He had the upper hand, he had the remote- Which was sitting on the other side of the tub. And even if he did use it... He'd seem like a power junkie. Fuck! Why did he even care what the fucking dog thought?!

When the other grabbed his ass he had to say that he wasn't expecting it. So a small yelp left his lips. But what happened next was even more unexpected. And angered him quite a bit. How could he handle this situation? What, was he going to say "Oh, Kendan, you better watch out or I'll tell the Council." If he did tell them, they'd wonder how he'd gotten into this position.

But hell, he might not even live through this... There was no way of knowing.

"Kendan..." A growl left his voice, but he ground his hips just as eagerly against the Lycan's.
 
At the growl of his name, Kendan's eyebrows furrowed and his lips twisted into a snarl. He pressed down on Tristan, pressing their groins together and letting their cocks brush up against eachother, swirled as well with water to create a sublime sensation.

"What? Angry that a dog's trying to top you?" Kendan growled in response before pressing his face closer to Tristan's, smirking all the while. "Well that's too fucking bad. You raped me, and then dumped me to the side. The least I can do is return the favour," the Lycan hissed before his voice dropped significantly as he said, "I'm going to fuck your tight ass so hard. . ."

The brunette smirked and moved Tristan's wrists so they were pressed together, allowing Kendan to grip the fragile-looking things in one hand. Once that was done his free hand reached under the water to pull and pinch at Tristan's nipples, massaging them into peaks. Kendan would return the favour in the exact way that Tristan had done to him-- he'd make the other blind with pleasure, and then fuck him good and hard.

"You'll love it."
 
Tristan couldn't fucking control himself. Kendan... Goddamn dog. He was taking advantage of the situation. Nh. And it seemed so fucking similar to something that had happened a long while ago... The roles were reversed now though, and Tristan was trying to act as if he didn't like it. He wouldn't be degraded by a dog. Not if it wasn't on his own terms.

But this was on his own terms. It was in his own fucking bathroom.

"Yes. The key word dear, is 'trying.' Trying to top me." He tried to keep a cocky or slightly angry composure with that statement, but it really didn't work. His boner was speaking a language that was much more fluent, twitching against the other's crotch. He felt a bit awkward as the other brought his face so intimately close to Tristan's. "You don't- Nnh..." But there was no explaining himself. Kendan wasn't giving him a chance for that. Especially as the other pinched at his nipples.

"I-Ahhn..." He squirmed under the Lycan. Tristan was a bit more muscular now, but he still had a lithe figure to him. One that likely wouldn't be able to push Kendan off, even if he really wanted him off.
 
Kendan could feel Tristan's cock twitching with lust against his crotch and he knew that everything out of the Vampire's mouth was complete and total fucking trash. The Lycan growled and leaned down to harshly nip at Tristan's bottom lip, hopefully shutting him up for a little bit. There really was no use in the Vampire's protests.

"I don't what? Want to do this? Can't you feel my cock? It wants to be inside of your tight little ass, of course," the Lycan growled, and pinched Tristan's nipple a bit roughly. A harsh grin twisted onto Kendan's lips as the Vampire squirmed underneath him. With some rough manhandling, Kendan managed to flip the Vampire over, this time pressing his cock against the soft, plush cheeks of Tristan's ass.

"Nnn, I'm going to enjoy being inside of you so much. . ."
 
It wasn't trash so much... It was just lies. Something about this entire situation was odd. He found some odd kind of... Comfort in it, as odd as that sounded. There was no specific reason why. But Kendan reminded him of a time when he actually had control, even if he didn't have it now. The Vampire let out a slight whimper as his lip was bit. Bastard...

All he could think about was Kendan.

Fuck. That was all he could think about for years. While he may have been Kendan's Master since they were young, the Lycan had gotten into his brain and done something to him. Something that Tristan hadn't even noticed. Especially after his household had been seperated. He'd almost become obsessed with the thought of Kendan. Because the Lycan was the epitome of everything that he lusted for. Power, attraction, connection to something other than himself... And right now, well Kendan was fucking that entire image up, wasn't he?

Oh well, Tristan had always had quite a place in his heart for irony.

"No-Nnnh! You don't und-"

But like his strangled words were worth much. And like they would even change the situation. Fuck, in fact he wasn't even sure if he wanted them to now. A loud whimper broke from his lips at the sudden harsh treatment of his nipple, and then at the surprise of feeling Kendan's cock against his ass. "Kendan. . ."
 
"No-Nnnh! You don't und-"

"Understand what, hnn? You trying to tell me that you don't want this?" Kendan gave a nasty smirk to the back of Tristan's head, his hips pressing down against the blonde's ass. There was only the thin fabric of the Vampire's boxers left to seperate them, which wasn't much, and Kendan could feel the skin, practically. Heaven.

However, those boxers would soon meet their demise.

The Lycan fisted the waistband of the boxers and then roughly pulled them down Tristan's legs, leaving the Vampire exposed. The same hand then went to the blonde's cock, wrapping around it with a certain smugness that was echoed on Kendan's face and in his words as he murmured into Tristan's ear, "Your cock's hard. You must like getting raped by a dog."

A feral growl bubbled from Kendan's throat as he pulled back from Tristan's ear and latched his mouth on the Vampire's neck, suckling the skin as he bucked his hips up against the other's ass. His cock slipped along the soft cheeks, lubricated by water. He hadn't decided wether he'd afford Tristan the luxury of being stretched. Right now, he was simply having fun biting and nipping at Tristan's neck, and softly, teasingly, stroking his cock.
 
Really, Kendan didn't understand. Tristan wasn't even protesting what was happening. His mind didn't mind it. His body didn't mind it. But he wanted Kendan to fucking know that he hadn't left him so horny back then on purpose. If it had gone Tristan's way, the Lycan would have been given release. Several times over a large span of time. Hell, there would have been consequences to that too. He might have actually come to like the Lycan. Well, he did like Kendan now...

More than he should.

Tristan could sense the other's expression simply by his words. And well how he imaged the Lycan's face to look... It must have been really fucking hot. When the boxers were pulled down his legs the Vampire squirmed again. In the past he wouldn't have been so accustomed to feeling so exposed. But now it was an okay feeling. It wasn't normal and he didn't enjoy it. Well, on other occasions he didn't enjoy it. Now he was definitely enjoying it. "Nnh... And if I do?" He growled back. If liking this meant he was into 'bestiality,' then he was into mother fucking bestiality.

"It wouldn't be very good revenge then, hmm?"

This made the Vampire smirk. It probably wasn't the best idea to fuck around with Kendan. Especially when he was so lusty like this AND in control. Instinctively he let out a loud mewl when the other's mouth connected with his neck. For some Vampires the neck was a very sensitive spot. Tristan was one of those. His hips bucked eagerly into Kendan's hand.
 
"It wouldn't be very good revenge then, hmm?"

Kendan removed his mouth from Tristan's neck and clicked his tongue in response, letting loose a deep, throaty laugh. His hand stilled at the base of the Vampire's cock, and then squeezed tightly-- not enough to really hurt, but enough to not be pleasurable. Kendan then purred, "It's perfect revenge, Tristan. Because either way, you're still gonna become my bitch." The tip of the Lycan's tongue then darted out to run up Tristan's fragile-looking neck.

Once his lips reached the base of Tristan's chin, Kendan placed a nip there and set to nibbling and sucking on the elegant expanse of flesh once more, having noted that it seemed particularly sensitive for Tristan. Kendan wanted to drive the Vampire mad with lust, so much so that he'd be begging to have the Lycan's cock deep within him.

The brunette pressed his hard-on into the cheeks of Tristan's ass, just to remind him that it was there, if the need to beg for it arose.
 
Tristan would be lying if he said that he didn't like being under a gorgeous man like Kendan. But his psyche was fighting it for all it was worth. With his superiority complex, he felt the need to establish the fact he would submit to nobody. Especially if it was willing like this. Other times he dealt with it. It was his place to submit so that he could make something good for himself. If he didn't submit, he wouldn't have anything. He'd be tossed to the side and some Lycans would likely scoop him up and fuck him up. Then kill him. It didn't sound pleasant at all.

"Ahh..."

The sound was a warning, showing Kendan that he understood that Kendan was serious with that squeeze. But when he heard what came out of the Lycan's mouth he squirmed even more furiously as if to emphasize the fact he wasn't anybody's bitch. The second that Kendan's tongue lapped up against his neck though, the Vampire seemed to calm, and his cock twitched. "Nnnhh..."

Almost instantly he moved his head so that the Lycan could have more access to his neck. Animal nature was taking over now. He wanted to feel skin on skin, he wanted more of Kendan's lovely teeth nipping at his neck, and those lips pressed up against his, or on his cock. Anything. Fuck he needed something! "Kendan..." He groaned, pushing his hips back against the other's crotch as if to show that he indeed did know that the Lycan's cock was there.
 
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