lyceius | geez lestat how come you get two boyfriends??

[ adam doesn't remember rowan and lestat getting into bed. he does remember hearing voices, muffled and distant, but those had seemed more like part of his dreams than anything else. dreams which, once again, involved that strange forest: dark, mossy, with very little light. and again there was that wolf, staring at him with piercing blue eyes, beckoning him to follow. he stepped forward once, twice, breaking twigs and pine needles beneath his bare feet, but then a noise sounded in the distance, and the wolf turn and ran. before he could follow everything around him went dark, and the sense of suffocation came over him, before suddenly -- ]

Hmff-?!

[ -- he wakes with a start to find a heavy arm thrown over his face. groggily, he lifts his hands to pull it away, shifting so that he can see better. the sight that greets him seems almost more dreamlike than the wolf.

rowan and lestat lie tangled together, still sleeping. lestat is as immobile as always, though it seems he'd turned back and forth a few times, because his long hair is tangled and his face is a little messy with day-old makeup. he's facing adam, but around his waist rests rowan's arm. the doctor's face is barely visible but as adam sits up slightly he can see that handsome face is far more peaceful than it had been during their time together.

when he realizes the vision in front of him is actually real, adam can't help but laugh softly. he can't wait to hear whatever it was lestat had done to convince rowan to visit - especially with adam still here. ]

Edited 2026-02-16 01:11 (UTC)

[ with the sun setting, any movement is prone to wake the sleeping vampire, particularly with how early he had retired to bed that evening. tangled between two of his usual bedmates, his dreams had thankfully been mostly comforting, though it seems that in his rest his body had been undecided on which warmth and scent to stay snuggled up to. adam had been the last body he had unconsciously been attempting to ensnare, apparently.

he's stirred gently into a half doze from the movement under his arm, then the sound of soft laughter drags him into awareness. he lifts an eyelid to peek at the young mortal, then reaches out to curl his arm around adam's waist once more. ]

Mm - too early. C'mere.

[ he'll drag adam back flush against him, wanting to nose sleepily at him. he's very comfortable and warm here thank you, and does not want to change this. rowan's presence behind him is mostly an unconscious awareness - as is most things with how drowsy the vampire was - but instinctively he presses himself back into the embrace, an automatic rumble of satisfaction beginning deep in his chest. ]

[Rowan had slept lightly, waking with most of the movements to a half-sleep, the scent of Adam still new enough that he didn't fully let himself sink under. Much like sleeping in the on call room at any given hospital he'd been in. Alert for the sound of a pager or code that needed tending, he drifted until he started to hear voices.

When he felt Lestat move, heard that purring, he rolled onto his other side and started his own slow waking process of moving little parts of his body to bring himself to wakefulness. The pair could snuggle while he woke himself up and was able to eventually crawl out of bed.

If one could call this a bed. Tiny. Cramped. He missed his bed at home. Any of his homes. Truly the downside of trailers and tour busses was the shitty, cramped beds.]

[ adam has no such qualms about the quality of the bed - he's slept on far worse, thank you, and even having less space than usual isn't enough to deter him. if anything, it gives him more of an excuse to let lestat pull him close, chuckling under his breath as he presses soft kisses to the other's face and chest. ]

Did I miss something last night? [ he asks, his voice rough around the edges from sleep and a hint of his smoker's lungs. ]

[ still groggy, lestat makes a sound of dismay at rowan untangling himself from his back, though he still purrs at adam's affections. for now, he nudges his nose into adam's cheek, presses kisses against the corner of his mouth, his forehead. smiles at the rasp of his voice, the growl that the man got only upon first waking. or other, rougher treatments to his delicate throat.]

Mm? Non, I have simply been spoiled. Waking up with two handsome men in one bed, lucky me.

[ a hand sneaks down from adam's waist to palm his ass, to tug his hips flush against his own. lazily enjoying the pressure just for a moment before he lets go and leans back, peers over his shoulder at rowan. turns over to nuzzle at the back of his neck now, to slip arms around the doctor's waist and press himself against his back. ]

Bonsoir, my love. Thank you for staying.

[He couldn't quite stop the smile that came to his face at the nuzzle, missing that part of having Lestat in bed with him far too much. The slow wakings always led to lovemaking, but he knew that wasn't going to be happening this evening. Still, he patted Lestat's hand, then let out a long sigh.]

As if there was any other option. Feeling well and rested?

[He was loath to wriggle out of bed, but he knew he'd have to soon. Still, it was incredibly hard to think about leaving when he could scent Lestat all around him, like a warm comfort. Adam's scent was mingling through it, and his brain was trying to find a place to put it.]

Good morning, Adam. Apologies for the intrusion.

[ another muffled laugh rises in adam's throat at lestat's reply, followed by an eager noise as those broad palms squeeze him through his underwear. the press of lestat's body is equal parts comforting and exciting, but it disappears all too soon.

adam wants to grumble at the loss, but that desire fades as he watches the way lestat looks at rowan, as he listens to them speak. it's the first time he's seen them together in person and there's something strange about it; not bad, just different. their expressions, the sound of their voices, their body language - hell, it's strange enough just seeing rowan in any state other than polite professionalism. his smile is beautiful and adam can't help but feel his own lips tug up into a little smirk as he's addressed. ]

Mornin', doc.

[ he cuddles up closer to lestat, draping himself over the blond's long frame lazily and resting his chin in the crook of lestat's neck. his eyes glitter despite the sleep still present in them. ]

Don't think you gotta apologize. Unless I slept through you two boning, 'cause that would suck.

[ truly, lestat could not be more content at this point. adam snuggled up against him, himself nosing into rowan's short cropped hair - he would happily fall back asleep wedged between the two of them, warm and adored. but he can feel the casual confidence oozing from the smaller man behind him and cannot help but huff soft laughter at the remark, breath hot on rowan's neck.]

Oui, I am replenished by your combined warmth.

[ an apologetic kiss to the nape of rowan's neck. he's noted the tension held in the man's body that was not quite the norm for a regular evening wake together. perhaps something that could be soothed with cool fingers creeping under the hem of his shirt to smooth up his abdomen, a kiss below his ear.]

You are a sound sleeper Adam, but not that sound. [ the mirth is evident in his voice, as low as it was. a devilish combination, the pair of them. one fed the other's mischief, and so on. ]

I would have certainly not been that quiet.

[He heard the teasing in Adam's voice, snorted at the notion of the boy sleeping through anything Lestat did that involved nudity. The chaos of Lestat's bed and living space seemed the suit the duo, making him feel slightly out of place when he thought of his own home and habits. Years of medicine had drilled cleanliness into him, order and everything in its place something that was just the norm for him. The pair of them were a messy blast of chaos, but they were a happy mess, and he couldn't argue that it didn't suit them.

He felt fingers creep up under his shirt and huffed a laugh.]

Do you have tea in this explosion of madness? Or is there a coffee shop nearby?

[ the chaos is pretty par for the course for adam, though he does take note of how out-of-place rowan seems here. good, he thinks; the doctor could use a little mess in his life. considering the fact that he's in love with lestat, he's undoubtedly already experienced at least a little. some of which might be the reason he's here right now - though adam is less concerned with that than he is with the tingly feeling in his nether regions.

most of the time when he wakes he's hard, and this is no different. it's never happened with another person in their bed, though, and that sets him to thinking. he presses up more firmly against lestat, his hips rocking slowly against the crest of the other's ass. when he replies his voice is still gravelly, much more confident and adult-sounding than it had been during his visit to the doctor's home. ]

Kitchen cupboard, [ he murmurs, still looking at rowan even as he begins to press his lips along the line of lestat's throat. it's nothing explicit, not yet, but the growing hunger in his eyes is difficult to ignore. ] You're not getting up yet, are you?

[ lestat doesn't need to skim adam's mind to guess what he's up to, not with his very clear interest pressing against him. it brings a wicked smile to his face, hidden against rowan's skin. a little chain reaction of touch; adam kisses along his neck, lestat's fingers creep higher under rowan's shirt to gently rake claws down his abdomen.]

There is catering for the crew inside the club, if you please.
[ he adds helpfully, voice a low purr. presses his own growing arousal against the curve of rowan's ass, nips at the shell of his ear. devils, both of them.]

If you must leave, hurry back. You are looking quite delicious, and Adam alone will not be enough to satisfy me.

[He didn't need the press of something firm against his backside to cue him in to where Lestat's mind was. The scent of arousal was wafting slowly over to him from both the vampire and the human, and he laughed softly at the clear intention behind the pair. It wasn't as if he didn't wake up aroused with Lestat himself, so he wasn't going to hold it against Adam for feeling the same. This was more his place in Lestat's than his, and not being attracted to the vampire was a losing battle for mortals and immortals alike.

His hand slid up to pat at Lestat's over his shirt, sending amusement through their bond.]

I should get up. You two are likely to laze about in bed far past when I'd dither.

[He was being very careful not to turn around, not to look at the creature that held his heart in claw-tipped hands, or to glimpse Adam's clear need that was rising like a tempting scent around them both. Not turning also kept his own morning reactions to himself, and he knew that it wouldn't take much to tempt the vampire.]

I suppose you drink coffee?

[That was directed at Adam as he started to sit up, trying to shimmy down and find where the end of the bloody bed was.]

[ adam huffs out a grumpy little sound when lestat says he won't be enough, but it's more playful than anything else. when he and rowan had talked about jealousy, it had been clear that neither of them minded sharing; after all, lestat is a lot to handle, and being mortal makes it difficult to bounce back as quickly as adam might like.

that said, a second, more indignant noise rises in his throat at rowan's comment about them being lazy. he's right, of course, but that doesn't make it any nicer!

the mention of coffee, at least, makes adam's eyebrows raise curiosly. ]

Yeah, I do. More than I should, probably.

[ he watches as rowan starts to move, not reaching out yet - he'll leave it to lestat to decide whether his fellow immortal is allowed to escape. ]

[ despite the man's excuses, the lack of eye contact had lestat reaching for rowan as he moved, an arm curling around his waist.]

Ah, but you are finding excuses to leave us alone, are you? Lazing was not quite what I had in mind.

[ that arm tightens and lestat drags the fae man back against the mattress, onto his back this time. easy enough for the vampire to lean over him, veil him in blond hair with that lazy grin.]

I did not take you for a prude, Rowan. Are you feeling shy? How very unlike you to leave our bed so soon.

[ a very deliberate glance down to the man's groin, teasing fingers soon skating down to his hip after. he toys with the man's waistband, weaseling fingers underneath to tease. well aware of adam's eyes no doubt on them both, he tips his head to the side to expose the long line of his neck in offering. a hint of fang in his grin down at the fae doctor, slow blinks of affection.]

My hunger is very pressing, love.

[He'd almost made it, intending to get up to either make tea and coffee, or go stumble off to find some- but his attempt was thwarted by an arm around his waist and a sudden shift in perspective as he was laid back on the mattress.

He blinked up at Lestat with the hint of a smile around his lips, but that smile turned into him biting his lower lip as clever fingers found their way into his pants, teasing at him and waking that slowly banked fire that was his constant arousal for the vampire. Wicked creature.]

I'd hardly call myself a prude.

[Which didn't mean he wasn't- just that it wasn't a title he'd carry himself. He wrinkled his nose at Lestat, but the look was fond, and that hint of fang had that vanilla scent blooming quickly as he sucked in a quick breath. He glanced behind Lestat to Adam, a moment of uncertainty there as he felt a small blip of confusion over what to do there. This was more Adam's bed than his, Adam's place. He didn't want to do anything that would make the human feel uncomfortable in his own home. It would make him an incredibly shitty guest.]

If you need to feed, feed. You know I'd never deny you.

[And he could handle a little blood loss first thing in the evening more than Adam could, especially since he figured fangs would find human flesh at some point this night.]

[ for a good few moments adam simply watches, his dark eyes growing bigger as he takes in the easy way the two men move and touch and speak to one another. there's something undeniably sexy there, yes, but beyond that - he can feel something deeper. affection. love. listening to lestat's teasing is nothing new but seeing it directed at rowan, who (in adam's mind, at least) is utterly unflappable, is almost ridiculously entertaining.

his eyes flick southwards to watch lestat's long fingers dance beneath the waistband of rowan's clothing, then back up to catch the fae's reaction. it's then that adam inhales the first breath of vanilla, and immediately the scent takes him back to the bed in rowan's home, to that night spent curled together, free of nightmares for the first time in weeks.

rowan's gaze meets his own and adam flushes, realizing anew just how attractive the other is. it makes him shift, sitting up behind lestat in order to lean over him a little, and his own hand reaches out to trail fingertips along lestat's arm, down to the back of his hand, then further - pushing beneath that waistband as well. he doesn't go farther than lestat already has, but the eagerness in his movements is clearly evident. ]

I'm hungry too, [ he mumbles, perhaps to lestat, perhaps to rowan. ]

[ affection immediately blossoms within the vampire at the sight of adam's hand following his, that moment of skin to skin contact a near tangible spark. how bold, how alluring to feel that tension bubbling there. rowan's hesitation, adam's curiosity. both flaring arousals, with lestat weaving a bridge between.

gentle, lestat dips his hand further down to slide fingertips through the dusting of curls at the base of his cock, to tug the man's length up to lay up his belly. easy for lestat to tease fingertips across, for adam to reach the tip of his cock head without much effort.]

There's my generous doctor. Isn't he beautiful, Adam? Honey sweet, golden.

[ a flicker of blue eyes up to meet amber brown, inquiring out through the connected mark on his neck in unspoken question. testing his limits, even as lestat withdraws his touch to instead take rowan's hand in his, upturning his wrist.]

He tastes just as wonderful as he smells, you know.

[ said more to adam, though his eyes never leave rowan's. that pretty map of vein along the man's forearm is already making his mouth water and the vampire doesn't hesitate much longer before lowering his head to sink teeth into the man's wrist, immediately moaning softly at the hot blood filling his mouth. against the other's thigh, his erection jumps at the taste of him, filling to full hardness swiftly with each mouthful of rich sweet blood he swallows.]

[Somehow, he hadn't actually expected Adam to want to join, let alone seemingly be so eager to do so. The hand that was touching him as he was manipulated so that he was mostly bare to the air, to eager fingers that seemed to be intent on doing something...

He felt that question through their bond, glanced up into those everchanging blue eyes and sent affirmation before fangs sank into him. He'd always say yes to Lestat needing something from him, but this would be the first time those fangs had sunk into him with an audience.

Lestat's wasn't the only cock that filled with that bite, Rowan's swelling as he felt the sting of teeth and the slow pulls of blood. His back bowed slightly, and he let out a soft sound as his eyes closed for a moment. He was aware of where Lestat was; cock against his thigh, teeth in his arm, hand holding him there as if he'd be fool enough to pull away. Adam's hand, however, was where Lestat had left it, down near his groin, and he couldn't quite stop the fact that the next pull of blood into Lestat's mouth had him lifting up into that touch. Gods, the vampire was going to drive him mad, and he'd willingly go, like Alice tripping after a fluffy white tail.]

[ the sight of rowan's cock pulls a sharp breath from adam, his lips parting as he stares down at it. it's not as though the only dick he's ever seen has been lestat's, but he's been spoiled by the vampire - so to see that rowan is equally well-endowed, to look at the graceful curve of him, is more than a little exciting. his skin is darker than lestat's, golden just like the vampire murmurs so proudly, and if adam hadn't been curious enough to touch him before he definitely is now.

before that, though: the bite. his eyes follow the way lestat lifts rowan's wrist to his lips, and a soft sound rises in his chest as he sees those fangs sink deep into the skin there. hunger stirs deep in his belly as he stares, watching the spot where the two are joined and knowing how it must feel for rowan, to be giving something so vital to the man that he loves.

adam can hear lestat's reaction, too, that soft moan carrying through the air, and for a moment he thinks it would be enough to simply sit back and watch the pair together - but then rowan's cock rises to meet his touch and, instinctively, adam's fingers curl around him. his eyes move back down and he groans, eyebrows knitting together as he takes in the sight of rowan, thick and heavy, held within his grasp. he doesn't need instruction to start stroking him, his own fingers shockingly pale against the blood-darkened skin. ]

Fuck... [ he breathes out, transfixed. ]

[ there it was again. that spark of connection, flesh touching flesh in such an intimate manner for the first time. lestat can taste it in the blood coating his tongue, that initial heat of adam's fingers curling around rowan's cock. peering into the mortal's mind too, is a dizzying perspective to witness, though one that has the vampire rocking his hips against a firm thigh. intoxicating, this tentative circling thing beginning to slot together.]

He is curious about you, Rowan. You make quite the sight, pretty thing you are.

[ a flare of the vampire's dark pupils and his voice slinks into rowan and adam's minds both. he's unwilling to finish his drink early, evidently - still pulling slow sucks and relishing each in turn. but finally he slips his fangs free and begins to suck at the wounds shallowly, catching the leaking red on the tip of his tongue.

finally he glances down to adam's fingers, lips stained red, gaze heavy with his own lust. ]

Climb over, mon petit, come make yourself comfortable. He is a specimen to best be adored close up, after all. Aren't you, love?

[ that brilliant grin again, now tinged with blood, eyes glittering as he looks back up at rowan. leans in to press a kiss to his mouth, light and teasing.]

[Rarely was he the one that felt seduced, yet here he was, sprawled out on a bed that wasn't his, touched by a vampire that was, and eager hands and eyes of someone new joined in. This wasn't quite like their night out at the strip club. As fun as the dancers had been, neither of them had meant anything to the men. The same couldn't be said here. Adam meant something to the vampire, and he'd be foolish to think otherwise. Which meant he had to be gentle. Careful.

He heard that single exclamation from the human, glancing over at him as he watched from his perch overtop of Lestat. He looked so young, and Rowan felt a slight prick of guilt over that, but it wasn't himself that had led the lad into this position. He'd been another one to fall under the spell of the enigmatic vampire. Just like he himself was.

His eyes went back to Lestat, and they narrowed as he pushed a thought at him.

If you want me to stay in this bed, you'd best be wearing a hell of a lot less than you currently are.

For some reason, the idea of the vampire being undressed made this feel less... invasive on his end. He had no idea why, but it could just be that he was who he was, and himself liked to see Lestat in as little as possible.]

I bite.

[A warning to Adam, but there was a smile there as he said it before lips came down on his and he slid a hand into Lestat's hair to hold him there while he licked the taste of his blood out of the vampire's mouth.]

[ oh.

oh.

there's no hiding the sudden burst of colour that blooms across adam's cheeks as he listens first to lestat, then rowan. the push of the vampire into his mind isn't new but for the first time he feels it reaching out in another direction as well, the message communicated to rowan and shared with adam as if lestat wanted him to eavesdrop. it's a little overwhelming in the best way, and when lestat encourages him to move closer all he can do is nod and follow the instructions obediently.

he clambers over lestat, freeing the three of them from the remainder of the covers that had hidden them - and, and doing so, exposing the outline of his own hardness within his underwear, hidden only slightly by his oversized white t-shirt. the only space that makes sense for him to go to is between rowan's legs, and soon enough he's kneeling there, tucking himself between the other's thighs.

the warning sends a thrill up his spine, but that's nothing compared to the dizzying sensation he gets as he watches rowan claim lestat's mouth, those strong fingers tight against blond waves, the intermittent peek of crimson on their tongues.

he swallows and forces himself to look back down, to focus on the part of rowan he's been imagining ever since the doctor straddled him. he really is gorgeous like this; adam's fingers hook into his waistband to pull his pants and underwear down further, giving himself ample space to work with. then, still following his instincts, he leans in to lick a long stripe from the base to the tip, groaning loudly at the taste.

sweet. so, so sweet. ]

[ that wolfish grin doesn't diminish at the tight grip in his hair, the tongue pushing into his mouth. lestat begins to pluck at the buttons on his own shirt dutifully whilst chasing rowan's tongue, a hum of amusement at being able to capture the slick muscle in his lips. a firm suck and a scrape of blunt teeth and he wriggles out of his shirt, tosses it off to the corner somewhere to join the others. there were more important things, like the groan from adam upon tasting the doctor's cock, and the obvious reaction from the fae in return. delightful.

he uses the distraction of adam's mouth to tug himself free of rowan's grip so he can shift away to unbuckle his belt and shimmy out of his jeans. loathe to be away from the warmth of his two lovers beside him, but eager to shed clothing if it meant being witness to more of this entanglement of his lovers. when he is finally bare in all of two seconds, he sidles back up to rowan, looks down the length of his body at the raven haired young man tonguing at his arousal.]

See how eager he is to taste you, mon amour? So sweet and well behaved.

[ voice warm, lestat reaches down to comb fingers through dark strands, brushing it back from his forehead. lets his hand drop to lightly grasp the man's jaw, brush a thumb over the corner of his mouth to graze rowan's cock and adam's lips both.]

So handsome, the pair of you. Does he feel good, Ro?

[It felt like a tease, that wet, hot lick up along his shaft. Enough to tempt him after the jerk of his pants and underwear further down his body. He glanced over at Lestat, watching him wriggle out of his clothes, smirking to himself at that obedience that he knew was only followed because the vampire wanted something. Apparently that something was this.

His fingers moved idly in the air, and his own shirt seemed to just melt off of him, appearing rumpled on the floor. He did the same to his trousers, then glanced down at Adam. Another look over at Lestat, and a flick of his fingers had the younger human nude. The only thing that would make this better would be that fur spread out. Well, that and a larger bed. Much larger.

Magic coiled around his hand, sliding out in a syrupy wave to wrap around Lestat's cock. It throbbed in time with the crooking of his fingers.]

I have a feeling you planned this. Somehow, this image has been dancing around in that head of yours...

[He didn't sound upset about it. His other hand moved down to slide his fingers into Adam's hair, giving unspoken permission for him to continue- if he wanted.]

Wicked. Both of you.

[ a needy little sound rises in adam's chest as lestat's fingers press through his hair, against his skin. his tongue darts out to lick over that thumb, eyes growing bigger and darker by the second, arousal plain on his face now.

he's just about to continue when suddenly rowan is naked; a half-second later, so is he, and he startles a bit, head looking around as he tries to figure out what's happened. when he sees rowan's fingers moving he manages to put two and two together: magic. apparently it was good for more than just ridding bodies of poison and scaring off rabbits.

his surprise fades into glee as he looks up the long line of rowan's body, eagerly drinking in the sight of all that golden skin. his own cock hangs heavy between his legs, rubbing against the sheets a little as he makes himself more comfortable. without clothes in the way it's easier to get close, to take rowan into his mouth the way he wants to.

the press of the doctor's hand against his head is unexpected, but it sends a wave of warmth and reassurance through adam's entire body. when he looks up again he sees both of them watching him and he grins, wide and full of mischief.

he says nothing; instead, he leans in to lick at rowan's shaft once again, wet and eager. now that he's gotten permission he's eager to show off: he mouths at the other's sac, fingers roaming up over the flat plane of his belly before returning to curl around his length and pump once, twice, testing. then, with a flash of his eyes towards lestat, he takes rowan into his mouth fully, wasting no time in getting it as far down his throat as possible. ]

geez lestat how come you get two boyfriends??

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject