geez lestat how come you get two boyfriends??

[lyceius]

[ for medicalling and chainletter:

following on from this thread in which rowan puts lestat to bed in his trailer beside adam, and snuggles in himself. rest while you can, rowan. ]

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[medicalling]

[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.]

[chainletter]

[ 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. ]

[lyceius]

[ 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?

[medicalling]

[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.

[chainletter]

[ 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. ]

[lyceius]

[ well. what was the point of stripping if rowan was just gonna flick away the rest of their clothes, huh? lestat can't find it in himself to be too peeved about it though, not with how adam's face lights up at the sight of the other man and hunger sets into the curve of his mouth, the lingering stare. the thick liquid squeeze around his own cock too, more of that wicked fae magic twisted around his fingers.

lestat's lips part at the sensation, an unconscious mirror to the way adam opens his mouth lap at heated flesh. hard to give the doctor wide innocent eyes whilst that buzzing magic fisted his cock, but somehow the blond manages it, despite the effort.]

Moi? I may have had a desire, but nothing planned.

[ lestat grabs that gesturing hand twined with magic, slips his grip down to hold his wrist. glancing down briefly to adam as he takes that flushed cock head into his mouth, he mimics the motion; licking a broad stripe up rowan's glowing fingers and sucking the index and middle digits into the heat of his mouth. the energy tingles on his tongue and he nips at it, letting hot blood trickle down into his gums before he sucks at the wound with a low groan.]

[medicalling]

[He has a feeling that if he lets them, the pair of them can easily get carried away with him. Easily turn him into some wanton, needy thing. Rowan decides to take the reins first, his other hand in Adam's hair twisting so that magic slithered over the pair of them. Light and dark hair, gold washed over them and he felt the wrapping around Lestat's cock expand, allowing for a probing intrusion up past his sac and into and around his hole.

Adam got the same treatment; golden honeyed magic wrapping around his length, pulsing slowly as a tendril slid up to tease around his hole. It helped him focus past the sting of teeth in his flesh and that hot mouth that fit around his cock and aimed to make him lose himself.]

I see I'll have to take both of you in hand... wicked things.

[chainletter]

[ just as he's getting comfortable, adam feels that strange sensation: warm, gentle, slow. his eyebrows knit together and a questioning sound leaves him, muffled by rowan's cock. he squirms visibly, eyelashes fluttering as he feels pleasure flood through him, first from the pressure against his own dick and then from that teasing touch against his hole.

his eyes dart up to rowan, questioning: you? how? - but he's loathe to back off now, when he's finally gotten the doctor in his mouth. lestat knows very well just how eager adam's been for this.

still, he can't help but be distracted by the touch, especially when neither of the men in front of him are anywhere close to being able to reach with their physical limbs. his legs spread a little instinctively and he wonders, in the back of his head, if somehow rowan will be able to open him up just like this, without needing lubricant. ]

[lyceius]

[ lestat on the other hand, knows this trick very well. he gives rowan's fingers another nip before letting the digits slip from his lips with a pop. the silky magic inside him kneads, not quite pressure but enough to make his insides hot and his cock twitch.

he leans in closer to rowan, stealing another kiss from his mouth and biting at his bottom lip while he was at it.]

Now who is wicked, mm? Poor, sweet Adam will not be used to your hidden touches, cher.

[ he slides a palm down rowan's chest, scrapes his claws along the man's pectoral. smooths his touch back up to soothe, the heat inside him only making him more eager to touch, to devour more of the golden skin on display.]

We must be gentle with him, yes? He cannot take quite the rough fucking you and I play with.

[medicalling]

You above all know that my magic is gentle.

[Well, normally. It was only when he was in a tempered rage or sorrow that his touch was chilled or dramatic. He'd mastered the art of softness in having to deal with humans centuries ago. It was Lestat that had been waking him to being able to be truly what he was without having to hold himself back.

He slid his fingers through Adam's hair, glancing down at the human whose lips were wrapped so wetly around his length. Those eyes peered up at him, a human blue with other shades mixed in to give them depth, wide and unsure of his touch.]

I'd not hurt you intentionally, lad. It's to tease and play with. But if you dislike it... I can stop.

[A twitch of his fingers again and those touches faded. He should have asked, really. He knew what he could do with Lestat- essentially everything. Adam was a new element. And human.]

[chainletter]

[ lestat's comment that adam can't handle their roughness does not go unnoticed, and the human's lips form into as much of a pout as they can manage, given that his mouth is full. he's used to being teased, but he has his pride, and he likes to think that he isn't nearly as weak as lestat is making him out to be.

but then the pleasant sensations around his groin fade and he finally lifts his head fully, that pout firmly in place now, his big eyes narrowed as he stares pointedly up at rowan. ]

If I want you to stop, I'll tell you.

[ he leans in to bite at the doctor's hip. he may not have fangs of his own just yet, but his human teeth can still leave marks of their own. ]

Lestat can hear my thoughts, too. If it's too much, he'll be able to tell. So --

[ he reaches up to grasp the wrist lestat has surrendered, placing his own mouth over the digits that had only moments ago been in the vampire's mouth. the trace of blood is still present there and he moans softly as he suckles, enjoying the taste of both of them on rowan's skin. when he lets go a moment later, his expression is determined. ]

-- you don't gotta be gentle with me.

[ a smirk tugs at his lips, and he adds in a teasing tone: ]

I dunno if you can fuck me as good as Lestat does, anyway.

[lyceius]

[ oh, lestat loves this little mortal man tremendously. a large rush of affection surges through him, crinkling his eyes at the corners. he beams, smile a little crooked from the large fangs in his mouth as he looks from mortal to immortal, eyes glittering with adoration for them both, this entire exchange. seized with this big emotion, the vampire steals another kiss from rowan's mouth, nipping at his lip to bleed him before he leans forward, shifting onto his knees to grasp adam's face and kiss him sweetly, licking rowan's blood into his mouth and tasting his cock on the man's tongue.

a delighted rumble through him at the familiar flavours, a shiver that he echoes through the shared bite mark on his neck to the fae man behind him. to adam, he licks into his mouth to taste more before pulling back, keeping his face held close.]

You are a glorious little thing, aren't you? Mon petit.

[ a glance up at rowan now, the elation clear on his face. more of a shared joy rather than his usual playfulness, a look of see? isn't he wonderful?

even so, clever fingers lower to tug on rowan's sac, stroking down the seam with his thumb, other hand's fingers looping the base loosely over adam's.]

Well. He does raise a challenge, doesn't he? What say you, love?

[medicalling]

Lestat is a creature unto himself, with no other like him. I'd not compare myself to him.

[Rowan's lips would only allow the truth to pass, but they also smirked at the brazen attempt to prick his pride into trying to prove that wrong.

The kiss from Lestat after that left his lip bleeding, and he licked over it as he watched vampire lean over him to kiss Adam, felt familiar fingers over new ones touching his groin.

Pride. Such a young, male thing to have- but that's what Adam was. Young, male, and in his own home with his lover and a new addition. The puffing was almost a biological requirement. Still, he knew there were other things that made Adam puff with bravado. Dark things that had etched themselves into his soul, much as Lestat and himself carried old fears and hurts deep down.

He tipped his chin up, glancing at Adam from under his lashes as he let his glamour drop. He couldn't compare to Lestat in the vampire's pale beauty, in his chaos and wild sensuality, but he had his own bits of pretty he knew he could use. He looked much the same as ever, barring his colouring and bone structure. He seemed to be a little more delicately boned, but definitely not fragile. Gold shimmered over his skin, and bronze and copper laced his eyes and hair. He was a molten metallic statue come to life, and he smirked at Adam.]

That's up to your little youngling here. Perhaps if he asks nicely, I'll let him see for himself.

[With the dropping of his glamour, he slid his magic back over Adam, sliding a thicker, more mobile bit of it up into him even as gold wrapped over the human's shaft.

He looked up at Lestat, all the love and affection he had for him being shivered along that bond they had, and he slid a hand down to wrap around the vampire's cock, adding physical touch to magic.]

Can you ask nicely, Adam?