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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[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.]

[chainletter]

[ perhaps it's because of what he's gone through that adam isn't as freaked out by the magical stuff as he otherwise would be. living with lestat has also made it easier; after getting used to the concept of someone reading your thoughts, magic doesn't seem all that impossible any longer.

it's still strange, but the bits that he's seen have been helpful, have made him feel good - most of all this strange probing in his hole, warm and almost wet-feeling without spit or lube. it's gentle, despite rowan's teasing, and that makes adam flush anew, reassured that he's in good hands.

he watches as lestat touches rowan, then in turn gazes at the fae's expression, listens to that breathy note in his voice. he's clearly affected despite his cool facade and it's exciting, knowing he's getting worked up. the pressure on his chin is firm and he doesn't resist, grinning at the instruction before moving to do as he's told.

he leans up to clasp lestat's face, kissing him deeply; in his mind, he pushes forward thoughts of love and affection, of deep desire and gratitude. thank you for sharing him with me. let me show you how good i can be. he gets lost in it for a long moment, tongue darting past plush lips to lick the taste of rowan off those beautiful fangs.

adam lifts himself onto his knees and he can feel his cock brush against lestat's, making him groan softly, his hips rocking forwards to seeking out more friction, then back onto that pulsing feeling now deep inside his hole. it's strange, but it feels amazing. ]

[lyceius]

[ a sidewards glance at rowan, heated. the vampire's lips parted slightly to show his fangs, tongue moistening his lower lip as he strokes rowan's cock in time with the pulse of the magic, aware of the rhythm. brat indeed. this little display of control, as gentle as it was, was very much doing it for him.

then adam's hands grasp his face, stealing his attention with the needy mouth on his. immediately lestat reacts, his free hand grasping the young man's waist to hold him steady while they kiss leisurely. adam's thoughts are loud, deliberately so; the vampire groans in response, pushes back the sheer amount of pride bursting from his chest, the adoration threatening to overflow. wonderful boy. enjoy yourself. show me how well you take his cock. like he does himself, that swipe of tongue over his fang drawing a growl from his throat.

when the kiss breaks, the nudge of heated flesh against his has him reaching for adam, hoisting him forward to tip against the line of his body. let rowan enjoy the sight of adam clutching to lestat's solid frame, the wicked smile spreading over the vampire's face as he reaches down to grab handfuls of adam's ass. very well aware of the golden magic twined and pulsing deep inside the young man, the same as his. it doesn't stop him from slipping a finger between the cleft of his rear to tease over adam's hole, that familiar twitching muscle. ]

Proper seat, hm? As if he has not been taking my cock for months.

[ a flutter of eyelashes at rowan, coy. he's teasing of course, threads of amusement reaching out through the bond. ]

[medicalling]

[He laughed, because Lestat's humor was always so coy and wicked, and Adam's love for the vampire was so vividly expressive. Love and need, both things tangled around each other.

Rowan folded his arms over his chest, watching for a moment.]

I could just enjoy the show. I am the intruder in your little cramped bed this morning.

I mean, honestly, Lestat. Can he even ride a horse?

[He waggled his brows at the vampire behind Adam's back. The pair of them had grown up with horseback as a form of travel, and the question of "Have you ever ridden while riding?" slid through while he waggled his cock from side to side, his body apparently one of the few sources of light in the trailer in the moment, tucked back where they were.

He changed the pulse in Adam's magic, made it something that rippled up through him like a wave, starting at his hole, then undulating up and over his prostate, further up a little more to pause, then writhe back down. He kept Lestat's the same as his heartbeat. That golden glow fit around Adam's sac, gentle in the soft tingling there. He was a bit more firmer with it on Lestat, knowing the vampire's limits.]