Hungry Like The Wolf (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

"Oh, you are a greedy little whore, aren't you, Sylas?" He growled, eyes sharp and damn near glowing with his lust.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas moaned louder and nodded, his face dark red.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Yer practically addicted to this cock, eh? A slave to it." He huffed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded quickly, his hips shifting as he tried to focus and look up at Ulric.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He looked strong, powerful, entrancing. More so than he usually did. Was it because he was in control?

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He really didn't care what it was. He only knew he needed more of it.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He started forcing him to move faster, his moans deeper and more guttural.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas and Ulric were going at it for a while, and after a night of restless sleep, the two of them were getting ready, packing their belongings.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Ulric was angry he had no goods to bring back with him; his whole business was northern goods and commodities. He shook it off, he would figure out how to deal with it.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas made a noise. "I'm sorry, Ulric.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"It's fine.." He replied, "We'll make do."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He nodded. "Well, maybe.. I could.. try and convince a merchant..?" He asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"How?" He asked, making sure all his things were packed.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Well.. I'm not sure, really.. I could try charm but that might make things awkward.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Incredibly.." He replied, "But if you think you can get it out of them before we ship off.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas made a noise. "Well, I can certainly try.." he said. He kissed Ulric's cheek and left into town, trying his luck at different merchants.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

Not one would give up their product to him, saying Ulric had been late one to many times on giving them their payment.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Sylas was trying to avoid using his other charms, but he was running low on options.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"What could you promise anyway, outsider?" One of the merchants asked.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Promise? Well, besides what coin I have now, what else would you want?" He asked.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Fair trade. He wants damn near half of what I have to resell." He said.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

"Well, maybe less than that..? Maybe a quarter? Or.. I don't know, something.. he is just an extension of your sales, after all.." he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He scowled softly. Even if Ulric was late, he brought them a ton of coin. "Alright, fine."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He smiled. "Thank you, I'll take his shipment, and here's this as a downpayment.." he said, placing his bag of coin on the counter.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

He took it and weighed it before giving a nod, "Hurry up."