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]

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?

[chainletter]

[ the kiss from lestat earns a happy little sound, and for a moment adam lets himself get lost in it. truth be told, he's been so focused on whether or not he was doing things right with rowan that he'd almost forgotten how much he also wanted lestat - his love, his praise, his affection. the taste of rowan's blood is sweeter than ever on lestat's tongue and adam moans softly as the vampire pulls away, his senses filled with both men now.

he's just about to level a smirk up at rowan when, suddenly, the man's skin begins to glow. the more subtle aspects of his change in appearance go unnoticed by the human for now because - well - he's fucking glowing!

adam stares for a long moment, eyes roaming over rowan's handsome body anew and trying to come to terms with this new bit of magic. he doesn't understand it at all, but something about the way rowan looks feels right, and deep down adam can tell this is his true appearance. it made sense, really; a fae creature as powerful as rowan couldn't possibly have such a mundane appearance, no matter how good-looking he was.

as his mind catches up adam feels that pulse of magic slip deeper into him and he gasps quietly, his cock jerking within that invisible grasp. his eyelashes flutter and he pouts once more, but - eager to be obedient - he mumbles out, ]

P-please fuck me, sir.

[ it sounds sweet up until that last syllable, which is laced with his signature sass. ]

[lyceius]

[ this back and forth between the elder immortal and the young mortal was fascinating to watch. the probes daring for lines to be pushed further, the returning gambit being held - rowan waiting for adam to adjust and willingly ask for more, it seemed. yes, there was little doubt in lestat's mind that the fae man would be gentle with his mortal love, but this playful easing reassured him completely. physical limits aside, the introduction of such magic could be overwhelming, though the boy was taking to it well. lestat loved them both desperately for it.

rowan's hand around his cock has the vampire settling back onto his knees proper, legs parting and hips lifting to press into the combined magical and physical touch. his own fingers stroke up rowan's abandoned shaft in front of adam, using the pads of his digits to grasp the swollen head and tug the foreskin back and forth, massaging the glans. his gaze moves between the two men, eyes heavy with twined affection and desire both, biting shallowly into his lower lip at adam's request. ]

Sir? Even I don't get a sir.

[ he grins lazily at rowan, twisting his grip on the man's cock to rub his palm over the head of him. ]

Will you reward him with your cock, cher? No matter what you choose, I will enjoy the sight of him writhing between us.

[ clearly. already adam's little sounds were affecting him; no doubt regardless of the configuration, lestat would find a way to wiggle his way in to push buttons and take his fill. ]

[medicalling]

That's because you're both brats who clearly need a firmer hand.

[His voice was slightly breathy, Lestat's playing along his cock making his focus drift, but he found it easier to control his magic during sex when he didn't have to worry about his glamour slipping. If Adam wasn't fleeing at the sight of him without it, then he felt he could play a little more with the boy. He trusted either of the pair to bring up if something was too much, but even then, he'd be careful. The idea of actually harming Adam during this wasn't an option for him. Not just because of Lestat's adoration, but because his own nature wouldn't allow it.

So when Adam gave him cheeky lip and Lestat encouraged it, he tipped Adam's chin up, directing him towards Lestat.]

Give him a kiss before you come take your proper seat.

[The magic that had wound around both cocks, that was slipping up into both of them was timed to match, each pulse and throb in time to his own heartbeat, each throb of blood pulsing into his cock matched with the tingling vibration in the men in bed with him.]