Akahana entered the room that was part office and part private play room. This was the very top of the VIP back rooms. It was currently decorated very plainly with grey walls and ebony furniture. The desk and seating area were on one side of the long room and the giant bed was on the other. There was a dresser and an armoire; both were filled with toys and tools of the trade. The bed coverings with the biggest splash of color, a vibrant new blood red, silks and luscious Egyptian cotton.
It wasn't to her taste. The room would be changed eventually but it wasn't on the highest priority of the place. Akahana preferred a more multifunctional, room, not one that appeared out of a fantasy dungeon for the delinquent. Not that she had a problem with the more unorthodox persons in the world. She was most wholeheartedly one of them. Her tastes were simply plenty varied and she preferred a room that matched her ability to become different things on any given night. One could not be demure very easily in this room, or classy, or tasteful. Besides red was hardly her favorite colour.
She sat down on the bed and leaned back on her hands, surveying the other two occupants as she awaited Jacob to return. Miya suggested much that she had in mind, clearly the girl had a head for business and saw from her brief spark of an idea exactly where she was going.
Leaning forward, Akahana nodded. "Yes, that is what I intended. However, we must be very clear that it is their choice on relinquishing the picture to us. They would get the original and we would retain a copy only if they are inclined to share. You are right that some will relish being used as advertisment and that is certainly good for business but others will cherish the one of a kind piece, secure in the knowledge that they have the only copy and that it will not cause their reputation any potential ruin.â€
Smiling, she favored Miya with a approval. "I have other 'shows' in mind as well. That will come when the new place is uncovered. Perhaps you would like an invitation to the re-opening?â€
She looked up at Ran. "So, my darling test subject, do you mind being tied up and teased for an hour or so? Long enough for our two artists to capture us doing something all together private and utterly deviant?†Akahana looked up at the ceiling where metal bars hung at varying heights. Some were in the center of the room and some were over the bed. For the sake of drama the standing ones would prove a more seductive picture. Ran would look absolutely breathtaking shown in full. It is a shame they couldn't get all the vivid colors of him as well but that would take longer than either of them wanted.
Walking up to him, she ran her hand lightly along the multitude of piercings. "I am sure we can find some way to compensate you for your time.†Akahana fairly purred before leaning down to one of the little spikes and wrapping her lips around it, sucking on it just hard enough to tug a little before letting go. "Won't we, Miya?†Akahana turned and smiled to include her in the fun promised for later. There was room enough for all of them.
One dark night (open - come play wif me!)
Miya found herself tossing and turning in her bed, flinging stuffed toys away from her. Scott hadn't liked her sleeping all day, perversely she found herself doing the exact opposite of the things that he had desired from her. What right did her have to haunt the back of her head, the dreams that were of him, her body coursing with desire at the need to feel him feed from her.
She got up and went walking, through the darkened house. She found herself in the sunroom, her easels set up. She picked up her paints, not noticing that they were the dark, sober tones that she had been favoring. She began to paint , dark modernistic crap. She took a step back, and she realized that she hated all modernistic crap and the fact that she had painted it was not an improvement on it being crap. She picked up a knife and attacked the canvas, ripping it to shreds. As the pieces fell around her, there was that overwhelming grief. Turning she stomped away, going to the bathroom. She needed to get out, she needed to find a place that didn't have memories of Scott attached to it. Where would that be?
As she showered, scrubbing her cafe-au-lait skin, then rubbing scented oil into it, her skin soft, and the way Scott would nibble upwards, licking her neck, then the sharp pain then...
She hit the counter hard. She needed this. Her blood boiled at time, super heated. Her loins wer just as hot. She badly needed a good debauchery. She then stopped and looked into the mirror with a slight grin. Babylon. She hadn't gone there with Scott. She had with Delilah a few times, and that one time with that reporter, she couldn't remember his name. What she did remember vividly was the intense woman who had been his destruction. Eliza? Something like that. Well if that drunk reporter could go to Babylon, then Miya could go there and look for her own. Maybe try drugs. She wished that she didn't long for the feeling of Scott feeding. Even more so was the need for her to taste his blood again. They'd only done it twice. The first was just a drop, the second much father off, had made her long even more for it. But Scott had always told her no, and he wouldn't budge on that issue. Sorta like he refused to bend on her desire to be turned...
But that voice was always there in the back of her head, whispering. Scott had left her. And the intense need for him consumed her. She shook her head, staring into the mirror. There would be drugs at Babylon, and maybe the drug would help with the immense emotion pain that burned her soul. She needed to get dressed and found herself standing in front of her closet, full of clothing that Scott had bought her. He loved her body with as little clothing on it as possible and most of the time that made her more than a little uncomfortable but this was a night that she had debauchery on the brain and planned her outfit with care. No underwear. That was something else that Scott liked, and she frowned, taking out a pair of black satin thong panties and starting there. Any of the fourteen skirts she had that were too short to the point of barely there would need something to make sure she didn't flash her pussy, and be street legal.
Miya turned to her skirt next and took down a slightly more conservative one. This was mid thigh and not barely below her butt, and it was a dark blue, shimmery fabric. Stepping into it, she took a wavy, wide, darker blue belt and ran it through the loops, securing the skirt in place. Now for a shirt, definatly no bra. And something sheer, but not too sheer as she wanted to be street legal. She found herself reaching for a soft, crocheted sweater in a very light aqua blue. It was almost the color of her beautiful glass eyes. Sayuri eyes someone had told her, meaning that movie with the Geisha that she loved so much. She owned an autographed copy of the book as well, signed by the author and the actress who played Sayuri.
Miya stood back and looked herself over in the mirror and nodded. Sexy but not slutty, and she didn't look like an escapee from a trailer park. She'd go with that. She took off her engagement ring and carefully put it away. She picked up a handful of bangles and slid them over her right wrist. She grabbed her purse and was out the door. Most women weren't comfortable riding a motorcycle in a skirt, but Miya wasn't one of those girls. She remembered a scene from one of those Twilight movies where Bella rode the motorcycle because the danger helped her see her vampire lover. Miya wasn't that girl. She rode her bike because the bike gave her freedom and speed and a slight thrill. Not to mention that a humming bike between your legs when there is nothing else there but a slight pair of panties would leave her soaking wet and guys seemed to like those pheromones.
It didn't take Miya long to get to Babylon, and as usual her exotic appearance got her in the door with a minimum of fuss. She laughed as the lights strobed, people danced with abandon and the music thumped. She wound her way to the bar and ordered a glass of a fruity, girlie rum drink, sucking on the cherry that was floating in the glass, deliberately being sensual as she did so. It was a night in a bar, albeit a good bar, and she was going to have fun regardless. Someone would come and dance with her and hopefully that dance lasted longer than a few moments on the floor under the neon lights.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
Ran Iyala
11 years ago
Ran watched Miya sink to the floor, and let her stay there while he walked over to stand near the bed close to where Hana sat upon it. The room was interesting, neat and clean in a way Ran's own room never was until the Manor staff hit it. He listened to the two women discussing business with some interest; business wasn't his thing. His skills had never leaned him in that direction, unless a translator or interpreter was needed.
He raised his eyebrows at Hana when she addressed him, his lips quirking up. Ran wasn't the submissive type, nor was he the dominant type really. But he didn't have any qualms about filling a role for a night, a day, a few hours, or whatever else. Particularly when it was Hana asking.
And particularly when she asked like that, standing, moving right up to him, and running her hand over the metal piercings she'd help place. She knew he would enjoy being touched there; his skin was constantly trying to heal around them. Every little touch sent a tiny pin-point of pleasurable pain through him and he gave a soft grunt. He immediately stiffened when she put her mouth on one of the little silver studs, his body perfectly still as she tugged.
When Hana released him Ran grinned. "Yup. Bondage, got it. Sounds good to me." He slipped his finger into the simple knot that held his lava-lava closed, tugged, and let the fabric pool at his feet to reveal that he had nothing on beneath it. Not even skates now. Propping his hands on his hips, completely unashamed to be naked and halfway aroused, Ran glanced behind him as Jake re-entered the room with an arm-full of supplies.
Hana's familiar gave a little "oh," and closed the door quickly, flushing red and hurrying over to where Miya sat. He put his supplies down and then, looking around, sat himself at the desk where it seemed like he might draw easier. Ran noticed that after his initial gaze, Jacob's eyes drifted right to Hana and stayed there. Well, it was to be expected. He was her familiar, after all.
((ooc: skipped Jake, obvously. He'll pipe up in the next round of posts))
He raised his eyebrows at Hana when she addressed him, his lips quirking up. Ran wasn't the submissive type, nor was he the dominant type really. But he didn't have any qualms about filling a role for a night, a day, a few hours, or whatever else. Particularly when it was Hana asking.
And particularly when she asked like that, standing, moving right up to him, and running her hand over the metal piercings she'd help place. She knew he would enjoy being touched there; his skin was constantly trying to heal around them. Every little touch sent a tiny pin-point of pleasurable pain through him and he gave a soft grunt. He immediately stiffened when she put her mouth on one of the little silver studs, his body perfectly still as she tugged.
When Hana released him Ran grinned. "Yup. Bondage, got it. Sounds good to me." He slipped his finger into the simple knot that held his lava-lava closed, tugged, and let the fabric pool at his feet to reveal that he had nothing on beneath it. Not even skates now. Propping his hands on his hips, completely unashamed to be naked and halfway aroused, Ran glanced behind him as Jake re-entered the room with an arm-full of supplies.
Hana's familiar gave a little "oh," and closed the door quickly, flushing red and hurrying over to where Miya sat. He put his supplies down and then, looking around, sat himself at the desk where it seemed like he might draw easier. Ran noticed that after his initial gaze, Jacob's eyes drifted right to Hana and stayed there. Well, it was to be expected. He was her familiar, after all.
((ooc: skipped Jake, obvously. He'll pipe up in the next round of posts))
Miya
11 years ago
Miya grinned at Lady Hana and inclined her head, "It would be my pleasure to help you plan anything that you wish. Now that I've found you, I don't want to be lost again." Her tone softened it to friendship, not anything more. They weren't what she was looking for in a Master, but they understood her, and were willing to help her with her difficulties. More importantly they were offering her friendship, something she valued greatly.
And then Hana offered to include her in the fun. She smiled that secretive, knowing smile that women seemed to give each other when they were plotting but she didn't answer, distracted by Jake and the sketchpad and pencils. She tore a sheet out and tested the different pencils, arranging them in her own way as she did. Only then did she add the sharpener and pencil, crumpling the sheet and laying it beside her, leaning back against the wall, knees up, sketchpad propped up against her knees. She then slid her summer sweater off, leaving her in a pretty demi-cup light blue bra the same color as her shirt, exactly, which looked even more stunning against the perfect cocoa skin her mixed heritage gave her. She crumpled the sweater into a ball, put it behind her head then repositioned herself. One pencil went behind an ear and she grabbed the lightest pencil, waiting for Hana to begin. She noticed that Jake had a completely different angle than she did and the pictures were going to be radically different based on the angles that the two had, which wasn't a bad thing.
However, Miya enjoyed watching Ran, and her quite inappropriate thoughts went racing onwards. This was going to be a very good night for her. She could feel it.
And then Hana offered to include her in the fun. She smiled that secretive, knowing smile that women seemed to give each other when they were plotting but she didn't answer, distracted by Jake and the sketchpad and pencils. She tore a sheet out and tested the different pencils, arranging them in her own way as she did. Only then did she add the sharpener and pencil, crumpling the sheet and laying it beside her, leaning back against the wall, knees up, sketchpad propped up against her knees. She then slid her summer sweater off, leaving her in a pretty demi-cup light blue bra the same color as her shirt, exactly, which looked even more stunning against the perfect cocoa skin her mixed heritage gave her. She crumpled the sweater into a ball, put it behind her head then repositioned herself. One pencil went behind an ear and she grabbed the lightest pencil, waiting for Hana to begin. She noticed that Jake had a completely different angle than she did and the pictures were going to be radically different based on the angles that the two had, which wasn't a bad thing.
However, Miya enjoyed watching Ran, and her quite inappropriate thoughts went racing onwards. This was going to be a very good night for her. She could feel it.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
Akahana couldn't help but smile at Ran's response, spoken and unspoken. She slid another hand lightly across his chest before stepping back. It was just in time to see Jacob's flush and quick shutting of the door. He was so adorably innocent at times and that was far more attractive than he knew.
"You know†She leaned close and spoke to Ran in a soft murmur. "I think we should have a little mini showing when we are done and have a little vote. We could give the winning artist something special. Don't you think?†Akahana pressed up against Ran's back, the silk between them warming with the heat of their bodies. "Something personal, perhaps from the both of us?†She kissed his shoulder blade and ran her hands lightly up his sides while she waited for his answer.
When he agreed to her little plan, Akahana moved toward the other two in the room. She knelt down toward Miya but near Jacob so that she could place a hand on his knee. "To make it interesting for the two of you. We have decided to have a little contest. The owner of the chosen drawing will get a personal reward, of our devising.†Akahana slid her hand further up along the inside of Jacob's soft leather pants until it was just below the joining of his legs. She held it there, letting its presence remind him of all the places it could go, while she leaned in and spoke softly. "You won't disappoint me will you, Jacob?†She gave his leg a gentle squeeze before pulling away.
Turning to Miya, she smiled. "And I am sure Ran would be most pleased if you did your very best.â€
She stood up and found one of the long ropes natural ropes used for the purposes of the more elaborate knot tying bondage that originated in her homeland. It would make for better drawings and Ran would likely enjoy it more. It was a process much like the piercings. It offered pain and stimulation and required patience from the both of them. Her ropes started at his hands. Akahana pressed his wrists together and bound them tightly. Then she flung the rope over one of the ceiling bars and pulled until Ran's arms were stretched above his head. She moved down the center of his back, looping the rope in long halves to give her two sections. These looped around his armpits and crossed in a symmetrical knotted pattern over his chest in a way that brushed some of his piercings with each breath and slight movement he made.
Akahana paused in her work and stood up. She watched Ran carefully to make sure he was ready for her to move on. Before she did so, she tugged him closer by the center ropes, stretched up on her toes to meet him and kissed him deeply. When she was done, she leaned back and smiled. 'I won't slap you this time...unless you want me to.†There were much more exciting things to do.
((OOC:I figure we will roll a random number on a dice to decide who wins or something. Ran's agreement with permission and consultation. ))
"You know†She leaned close and spoke to Ran in a soft murmur. "I think we should have a little mini showing when we are done and have a little vote. We could give the winning artist something special. Don't you think?†Akahana pressed up against Ran's back, the silk between them warming with the heat of their bodies. "Something personal, perhaps from the both of us?†She kissed his shoulder blade and ran her hands lightly up his sides while she waited for his answer.
When he agreed to her little plan, Akahana moved toward the other two in the room. She knelt down toward Miya but near Jacob so that she could place a hand on his knee. "To make it interesting for the two of you. We have decided to have a little contest. The owner of the chosen drawing will get a personal reward, of our devising.†Akahana slid her hand further up along the inside of Jacob's soft leather pants until it was just below the joining of his legs. She held it there, letting its presence remind him of all the places it could go, while she leaned in and spoke softly. "You won't disappoint me will you, Jacob?†She gave his leg a gentle squeeze before pulling away.
Turning to Miya, she smiled. "And I am sure Ran would be most pleased if you did your very best.â€
She stood up and found one of the long ropes natural ropes used for the purposes of the more elaborate knot tying bondage that originated in her homeland. It would make for better drawings and Ran would likely enjoy it more. It was a process much like the piercings. It offered pain and stimulation and required patience from the both of them. Her ropes started at his hands. Akahana pressed his wrists together and bound them tightly. Then she flung the rope over one of the ceiling bars and pulled until Ran's arms were stretched above his head. She moved down the center of his back, looping the rope in long halves to give her two sections. These looped around his armpits and crossed in a symmetrical knotted pattern over his chest in a way that brushed some of his piercings with each breath and slight movement he made.
Akahana paused in her work and stood up. She watched Ran carefully to make sure he was ready for her to move on. Before she did so, she tugged him closer by the center ropes, stretched up on her toes to meet him and kissed him deeply. When she was done, she leaned back and smiled. 'I won't slap you this time...unless you want me to.†There were much more exciting things to do.
((OOC:I figure we will roll a random number on a dice to decide who wins or something. Ran's agreement with permission and consultation. ))
Jacob
11 years ago
Jake couldn't hide the fact that he was impressed by Ran's physique. The man had clearly not been an idler when he was a human; he wasn't particularly stocky, but he was muscular. Jake had seen him mostly naked recently, but never quite this exposed. He really did want to sketch him; as nude models went they probably didn't come any better sculpted.
Unless they were Hana. His eyes were drawn to her even as he acknowledged Ran's fitness. Still clothed, she was immensely attractive. A true beauty. Just looking at her made him hard; it always did. Part of him understood that it was their bond but another part was pretty convinced she would inspire lust in him no matter what bond they shared.
When she came close and rested her hand upon his leg he swallowed. He shook his head vigorously when she asked about disappointing her. "No, Akahana-sama," he said fervently. He would do his absolute best, anything for a reward from her. He needed her praise like he needed another breath.
Without waiting any longer he set his pencil to the paper and began to sketch in faint lines that could be adjusted later as needed.
Unless they were Hana. His eyes were drawn to her even as he acknowledged Ran's fitness. Still clothed, she was immensely attractive. A true beauty. Just looking at her made him hard; it always did. Part of him understood that it was their bond but another part was pretty convinced she would inspire lust in him no matter what bond they shared.
When she came close and rested her hand upon his leg he swallowed. He shook his head vigorously when she asked about disappointing her. "No, Akahana-sama," he said fervently. He would do his absolute best, anything for a reward from her. He needed her praise like he needed another breath.
Without waiting any longer he set his pencil to the paper and began to sketch in faint lines that could be adjusted later as needed.
Ran Iyala
11 years ago
Ran chuckled at Hana's idea for another little game. She was full of ideas, and he'd never seen any reason not to join in since knowing her. Feeling her sleek warmth against his back was sufficient stimulation for his cock, which was happy to finish what it had begun just a few moments ago and now stood out proudly erect from its nest of strawberry blond curls, betraying his natural hair color.
When Hana addressed Miya, saying she was sure he'd be pleased if she did her best, Ran smiled softly. "Oh yes. But if she doesn't do her best, she might receive a punishment instead."
Miya would be getting something regardless. If punishment was what she wanted, well, she could let Jacob win. Ran knew the young man well enough to know how badly he wanted and needed the reward... and Ran smiled at Miya in a way that made it pretty obvious that her 'punishment' would be equally enjoyable.
He watched with curiosity as Hana bound his wrists in elaborate knots. "Very pretty," he murmured to her. She pulled his arms up over his head and he felt the pleasant flex of muscle. He flexed his bacl, and his abs as well. If what they wanted was a vision of restrained power, he would help promote that image.
Normally seriously claustrophobic, the idea of bondage didn't bother Ran in the least. He could always shift his way out of it if he had to. He stood patiently while Hana brought the ropes down his back then worked on tying them over his chest. Each tweak of a studded piercing brought a tiny stab of exquisite pain with it and his cock twitched when it happened. One side of his mouth curled up in an almost-drunken half-smile. Oh, yes. That was just the right amount of pain. Ran didn't want to be in agony; he wasn't that much of a masochist, but the near-constant bits and pieces of it here and there went straight to his pleasure enter. He drew a few short, sharp breaths and then slowed himself down. He supposed he could come pretty quickly and simply go for round two, but the experience of waiting was its own pleasant pain.
Hana pressed close and kissed him. Since his legs were still free Ran stepped as close to her as the ropes would allow, tilting his head down and kissing her back in a way that demonstrated that he was in no way subordinate to her. If he could arouse her with his own small amount of control, he certainly would. This was supposed to be fun for her, too.
He grinned when she spoke to him again. "Hana, love, you can slap me any time. Anywhere."
That 'aynwhere' could mean location, or anatomy. Ran wouldn't be specific. Hana knew what she was doing, and Ran didn't doubt that tonight was going to be incredibly pleasant. Definitely more fun than what he was expecting when he cruised in on his borrowed footgear.
When Hana addressed Miya, saying she was sure he'd be pleased if she did her best, Ran smiled softly. "Oh yes. But if she doesn't do her best, she might receive a punishment instead."
Miya would be getting something regardless. If punishment was what she wanted, well, she could let Jacob win. Ran knew the young man well enough to know how badly he wanted and needed the reward... and Ran smiled at Miya in a way that made it pretty obvious that her 'punishment' would be equally enjoyable.
He watched with curiosity as Hana bound his wrists in elaborate knots. "Very pretty," he murmured to her. She pulled his arms up over his head and he felt the pleasant flex of muscle. He flexed his bacl, and his abs as well. If what they wanted was a vision of restrained power, he would help promote that image.
Normally seriously claustrophobic, the idea of bondage didn't bother Ran in the least. He could always shift his way out of it if he had to. He stood patiently while Hana brought the ropes down his back then worked on tying them over his chest. Each tweak of a studded piercing brought a tiny stab of exquisite pain with it and his cock twitched when it happened. One side of his mouth curled up in an almost-drunken half-smile. Oh, yes. That was just the right amount of pain. Ran didn't want to be in agony; he wasn't that much of a masochist, but the near-constant bits and pieces of it here and there went straight to his pleasure enter. He drew a few short, sharp breaths and then slowed himself down. He supposed he could come pretty quickly and simply go for round two, but the experience of waiting was its own pleasant pain.
Hana pressed close and kissed him. Since his legs were still free Ran stepped as close to her as the ropes would allow, tilting his head down and kissing her back in a way that demonstrated that he was in no way subordinate to her. If he could arouse her with his own small amount of control, he certainly would. This was supposed to be fun for her, too.
He grinned when she spoke to him again. "Hana, love, you can slap me any time. Anywhere."
That 'aynwhere' could mean location, or anatomy. Ran wouldn't be specific. Hana knew what she was doing, and Ran didn't doubt that tonight was going to be incredibly pleasant. Definitely more fun than what he was expecting when he cruised in on his borrowed footgear.
Miya
11 years ago
Miya knew the rules of these kind of little games very well. She bit her bottom lip at the implications, then she made the mistake of looking at Jake and the way he watched Hana. Yeah, she'd seen that look on herself in the mirror, what it felt like to be burning up inside, needing that feeling of approval and doing anything to get it. So she paused, watching for a while, allowing Jake to get a significant head start. At times you lost so that your friend could win, she rationalized it to herself. Her eyes flickered up to Ran and she hoped that he wasn't too serious about that punishment. Yes she had come here instead of going to the house of pain because she was looking for companionship...and maybe a spanking. Maybe. She hadn't come here to be seriously hurt, but another look at Ran reminded her that he'd talk to her before doing anything.
And Miya was pretty sure both vampires had observed her moving her hand over the pad, but holding the pencil above it. She hoped the angle that she had meant that Jake wasn't going to be able to see. So she watched for a good five minutes, going through the motions without actually drawing. She knew that she would have to slow her normally fast hand down a great deal in order to let Jake compete with her. She was a trained artist at one of the best art schools in the country. Thinking about the Corcoran reminded her of Scott and that made the heavy feeling in her heart heavier and hurt longer. Christ life wasn't fair! Why did she have to be a good girl?
Another glance over at Jake supplied the answer quicker than she would have liked - she wanted to be his friend more than she wanted to be fed from. Well, to be honest with herself, almost as much. Gah it wasn't fair! Belatedly she realized that more than five minutes had passed and so she began to sketch, for real this time.
And Miya was pretty sure both vampires had observed her moving her hand over the pad, but holding the pencil above it. She hoped the angle that she had meant that Jake wasn't going to be able to see. So she watched for a good five minutes, going through the motions without actually drawing. She knew that she would have to slow her normally fast hand down a great deal in order to let Jake compete with her. She was a trained artist at one of the best art schools in the country. Thinking about the Corcoran reminded her of Scott and that made the heavy feeling in her heart heavier and hurt longer. Christ life wasn't fair! Why did she have to be a good girl?
Another glance over at Jake supplied the answer quicker than she would have liked - she wanted to be his friend more than she wanted to be fed from. Well, to be honest with herself, almost as much. Gah it wasn't fair! Belatedly she realized that more than five minutes had passed and so she began to sketch, for real this time.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
Ran's kiss was exquisite, better than any other from their short past together. It was clear that he knew what he was doing and that he enjoyed doing it. She let him take and plunder as he willed, after all she did have him tied to the ceiling in one of her places of business. To be quite frank, she took great pleasure in his aggressive kiss and was perfectly willing to let him give as well as he was getting any time he wanted.
Akahana smiled prettily at his statement allowing her the freedom to slap him where ever she wanted. She reached down and caressed one bronze butt cheek, then ran her nails lightly along it before pulling her hand away. "I just might do so.â€
Returning to the ropes that she had been tying, Akahana set to work on his lower chest, wrapping and knotting in a pattern that made him look something like macrame project. Next several circles of rope were tied high up on his thighs. The thick bands accentuating his toned muscles. The ropes came back up and through in the back and she thread them toward the middle.
She was on her knees now, acutely aware of his stiff cock so near her cheek as she threaded the ropes through each other. Akahana wrapped them around his sac, being more gentle there than she had been anywhere else and then moved on to the erect shaft that was near enough to kiss.
Finding it somewhat irresistible, she leaned over and wrapped her lips around his tip. Akahana kept him therein her mouth as her hands coiled the remaining rope around the base of his cock. Sucking once, gently, she released him and finished the knots tying that straining member upward to the ropes along his lower abdomen. It looked far more painful than it actually was. The tight thin skin seemed to strain against its new rough bonds but they weren't tight enough to stop blood flow or cause him any pain more than the discomfort of a straining erection.
Akahana stood up and smiled at him. She moved close and pressed her body against him with a smile. "You know the best part of tying all these knots?†Tilting her head to the side, she answered. "untying them.â€
She looked over at the two artists who had been busily at work. Wrapping an arm around Ran's waist and leaning lightly against his chest, she said. "I hope you both managed to get something from that. I don't think we should keep him here very long.†Her eyes flickered downward and then back up. "though he doesn't seem to be suffering terribly.â€
Akahana smiled prettily at his statement allowing her the freedom to slap him where ever she wanted. She reached down and caressed one bronze butt cheek, then ran her nails lightly along it before pulling her hand away. "I just might do so.â€
Returning to the ropes that she had been tying, Akahana set to work on his lower chest, wrapping and knotting in a pattern that made him look something like macrame project. Next several circles of rope were tied high up on his thighs. The thick bands accentuating his toned muscles. The ropes came back up and through in the back and she thread them toward the middle.
She was on her knees now, acutely aware of his stiff cock so near her cheek as she threaded the ropes through each other. Akahana wrapped them around his sac, being more gentle there than she had been anywhere else and then moved on to the erect shaft that was near enough to kiss.
Finding it somewhat irresistible, she leaned over and wrapped her lips around his tip. Akahana kept him therein her mouth as her hands coiled the remaining rope around the base of his cock. Sucking once, gently, she released him and finished the knots tying that straining member upward to the ropes along his lower abdomen. It looked far more painful than it actually was. The tight thin skin seemed to strain against its new rough bonds but they weren't tight enough to stop blood flow or cause him any pain more than the discomfort of a straining erection.
Akahana stood up and smiled at him. She moved close and pressed her body against him with a smile. "You know the best part of tying all these knots?†Tilting her head to the side, she answered. "untying them.â€
She looked over at the two artists who had been busily at work. Wrapping an arm around Ran's waist and leaning lightly against his chest, she said. "I hope you both managed to get something from that. I don't think we should keep him here very long.†Her eyes flickered downward and then back up. "though he doesn't seem to be suffering terribly.â€
Jacob
11 years ago
Jake bent over his pad and made several light strokes with his pencil. These he erased more than once. He watched Hana as she moved around Ran, who was strung up and looking fairly spectacular. Not in his wildest dreams could Jake ever hope to achieve a physique like Ran's. He was too slim, slender, toned by youth but not very muscular. Oh, he knew he was passable, but he didn't have Ran's... power? Majesty? There was something.
Sadly, though, it was eclipsed by Hana's beauty. Jake couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was beauty in motion. He felt his lips part, mimicking hers as she took Ran into her mouth. Ran closed his eyes and Jake could see him shudder. His own body was tightly coiled as he watched his Lady's hands and mouth. Oh, he wanted them to touch him so very badly.
Her movements around Ran, the way the rope coiled and knotted beneath her graceful, skillful fingers, gave Jake the inspiration he'd been looking for. He smiled to himself, removed his fake glasses, set them down, and began to sketch in earnest, his pencil flying over the paper. His mother had considered art an acceptable pass-time, and sketching, like his wire-wrapping, was definitely allowed when he had the free time. Had she thought he could make a living off of either craft, Jake might have gone into it as a profession. As it was, though, his Tiger Mother had a very narrow scope of professions she'd considered good enough for her boy, so Math and Accounting it was.
When Hana asked about their progress Jake only moved faster. "Yes, Akahana-sama," he said, his voice as hurried as his hand. "A few moments more. Just a couple of minutes, perhaps, my Lady. He doesn't seem to be having too hard a time of it."
He ignored Ran's growl.
Sadly, though, it was eclipsed by Hana's beauty. Jake couldn't take his eyes off of her. She was beauty in motion. He felt his lips part, mimicking hers as she took Ran into her mouth. Ran closed his eyes and Jake could see him shudder. His own body was tightly coiled as he watched his Lady's hands and mouth. Oh, he wanted them to touch him so very badly.
Her movements around Ran, the way the rope coiled and knotted beneath her graceful, skillful fingers, gave Jake the inspiration he'd been looking for. He smiled to himself, removed his fake glasses, set them down, and began to sketch in earnest, his pencil flying over the paper. His mother had considered art an acceptable pass-time, and sketching, like his wire-wrapping, was definitely allowed when he had the free time. Had she thought he could make a living off of either craft, Jake might have gone into it as a profession. As it was, though, his Tiger Mother had a very narrow scope of professions she'd considered good enough for her boy, so Math and Accounting it was.
When Hana asked about their progress Jake only moved faster. "Yes, Akahana-sama," he said, his voice as hurried as his hand. "A few moments more. Just a couple of minutes, perhaps, my Lady. He doesn't seem to be having too hard a time of it."
He ignored Ran's growl.
Ran Iyala
11 years ago
At the touch of Hana's nails on his ass Ran gave her a wild little grin. Not a fan of bondage overall, he was finding it more than enjoyable at Hana's very experienced hands. Of course, this was what she'd done for hundreds of years. She was a master of the art of seduction, no matter the medium. Among other things; he had worked with her of course. Not only could she seduce but she could charm, she was sly, intelligent, strong. If Ran had ever thought he might attach himself to a woman for any length of time, Hana would certainly be one he'd wish for.
He held patiently still while she bound him, still enjoying the feel of the rope over his multitude of piercings. He groaned softly when her face came close to his cock, and then squeezed his eyes closed and shuddered when he felt her warm, wet mouth around him, taking in just his tip. Such a tease. Looking down at her he gritted his teeth together as she sucked. She was gentle with the ropes around his erection, and they nearly set him over the edge as they ran over the piercings along the length of him. These three were new, and they promised much enjoyment for his companions. They consisted of slim barbels pierced beneath the skin with a ball on either side. The texture would be very obvious when he was inside anyone, and the movement of friction against his skin would be perfect torture for him.
When she stood and pressed against him he had broken out into a very light sweat with the exertion of keeping himself in check. Each breath was exquisite, each twitch of a muscle brought forth a tiny sting of pain that threatened to make him lose himself.
After Hana spoke to the two artists and Jake responded, Ran gave a soft little growl. In a voice soft enough that only Hana could hear he said, "You are a twisted genius, Hana. But I would kill to be out of these ropes and on that bed with you right now."
He was only there by his own good grace; it would take nothing to shift and fly away but damn it, this felt delicious. The only thing better would be to bear her gorgeous body down beneath him and slide his straining cock inside her, ride her until they both came and to hell with anyone else in the room. Or they could come too. Whatever.
Ran gave a long-suffering sigh and tore his mind away from that image. It wasn't helping promote self-control at all.
He held patiently still while she bound him, still enjoying the feel of the rope over his multitude of piercings. He groaned softly when her face came close to his cock, and then squeezed his eyes closed and shuddered when he felt her warm, wet mouth around him, taking in just his tip. Such a tease. Looking down at her he gritted his teeth together as she sucked. She was gentle with the ropes around his erection, and they nearly set him over the edge as they ran over the piercings along the length of him. These three were new, and they promised much enjoyment for his companions. They consisted of slim barbels pierced beneath the skin with a ball on either side. The texture would be very obvious when he was inside anyone, and the movement of friction against his skin would be perfect torture for him.
When she stood and pressed against him he had broken out into a very light sweat with the exertion of keeping himself in check. Each breath was exquisite, each twitch of a muscle brought forth a tiny sting of pain that threatened to make him lose himself.
After Hana spoke to the two artists and Jake responded, Ran gave a soft little growl. In a voice soft enough that only Hana could hear he said, "You are a twisted genius, Hana. But I would kill to be out of these ropes and on that bed with you right now."
He was only there by his own good grace; it would take nothing to shift and fly away but damn it, this felt delicious. The only thing better would be to bear her gorgeous body down beneath him and slide his straining cock inside her, ride her until they both came and to hell with anyone else in the room. Or they could come too. Whatever.
Ran gave a long-suffering sigh and tore his mind away from that image. It wasn't helping promote self-control at all.
Miya
11 years ago
Miya whimpered at one of the sounds that came from Ran, a smile on her lips as she sketched. Her hand flew over the paper, almost divorced from her will, a peculiar focus that she got while drawing. She wished it was her in the ropes. She wished that she was the one tormenting Ran. She wanted to run her mouth over every piercing, licking, nibbling...
She closed her eyes and groaned again, glancing over at Jake to see how his sketch was progressing. Hers wasn't as detailed as she would have liked, but she wasn't planning to win this either. She gave it a critical eye, turning away from Ran and Hana and her own very improper thoughts. Reaching for a different pencil, a darker, heavier one she began to shade in the nuances of the ropes against Ran's skin. She would normally have hummed to herself while sketching, but since this was at it's heart a bdsm scene she wouldn't be so rude as to interrupt.
She could almost feel the ropes against her skin. It had been so long since she'd been lucky enough to be bound in rope while teased. Scott hadn't really been into bondage after all. To be honest he hadn't even been into D/s either, just enough to guide her, to help her with what she needed to be happy as an individual.
Oh how she missed Scott. She had loved him, more intensely than she had ever loved anyone. And he was gone. She missed him. Taking another pencil she began to shade Ran's beautiful hair, the way it fell across his face.
Yeah, Miya was infatuated, and recognized it as infatuation.
She closed her eyes and groaned again, glancing over at Jake to see how his sketch was progressing. Hers wasn't as detailed as she would have liked, but she wasn't planning to win this either. She gave it a critical eye, turning away from Ran and Hana and her own very improper thoughts. Reaching for a different pencil, a darker, heavier one she began to shade in the nuances of the ropes against Ran's skin. She would normally have hummed to herself while sketching, but since this was at it's heart a bdsm scene she wouldn't be so rude as to interrupt.
She could almost feel the ropes against her skin. It had been so long since she'd been lucky enough to be bound in rope while teased. Scott hadn't really been into bondage after all. To be honest he hadn't even been into D/s either, just enough to guide her, to help her with what she needed to be happy as an individual.
Oh how she missed Scott. She had loved him, more intensely than she had ever loved anyone. And he was gone. She missed him. Taking another pencil she began to shade Ran's beautiful hair, the way it fell across his face.
Yeah, Miya was infatuated, and recognized it as infatuation.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
Akahana smiled up at Ran. "I would enjoy that.†Turning to the others, she spoke quietly to him again. "so long as everyone is included.†She would love to take him up on his offer selfishly but she had always been a good host and after many centuries that became second nature. Miya was a guest and she would make sure that she was enjoying herself before she was personally satisfied, or at least at the same time.
She unhitched the rope that was slung up over the ceiling bar and tied off. Once Ran was no longer stuck in one position, she began to untie his wrists and then loosen the ropes around his shoulders and then his chest and so on. She worked at untying them in the same direction she had gone the first time, freeing his cock last of all.
It took a lot less time to undo then it had been to do. When she was done, Akahana reached up to Ran and brought his face down to her's and kissed him deeply. "Thank you for being so helpful and patient.†She said when she pulled away.
Turning to the other two, she smiled. "Time is up. Stop for now. We will judge your pictures in a minute. First come and help me show Ran our appreciation.â€
Akahana steered her clan mate toward the bed with gentle hands on his chest, lightly pushing him over once the back of his knees touched the end of the frame. She waited for him to get comfortable and then climbed onto the king sized bed with him.
"Actually" she murmured softly. "I suspect we have more stamina than our friends. Perhaps I will save my turn with you for later.†Akahana climbed up behind Ran and slid herself underneath his head, letting him lean his upper body partially against her chest.
"Miya, if you would do the honors.†She nodded her chin to Ran's very erect member. "Ride him, taste him, hold him...it makes no difference to me so long as it produces results.†Akahana looked down at Ran to see if he had a preference.
"I am going to enjoy my handiwork a little more.†She ran her fingers lightly over the piercings in his chest just once. Ran was already worked up but the stimulation had stopped for a few moments as they had gotten comfortable. She wanted to fan it again but not go too far.
"Come to me, Darling.†She said to Jacob. There was only so much of Ran that was accessible at the moment. Once they had begun he might have a more active role to play but until then she would enjoy his company by her side.
((OOC: I figure we will get to the art judging after Ran has been satisfied. It seemed rather cruel to make him stand around and play art critic after he had already been so patient. I am sure he has more than one go in him.
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She unhitched the rope that was slung up over the ceiling bar and tied off. Once Ran was no longer stuck in one position, she began to untie his wrists and then loosen the ropes around his shoulders and then his chest and so on. She worked at untying them in the same direction she had gone the first time, freeing his cock last of all.
It took a lot less time to undo then it had been to do. When she was done, Akahana reached up to Ran and brought his face down to her's and kissed him deeply. "Thank you for being so helpful and patient.†She said when she pulled away.
Turning to the other two, she smiled. "Time is up. Stop for now. We will judge your pictures in a minute. First come and help me show Ran our appreciation.â€
Akahana steered her clan mate toward the bed with gentle hands on his chest, lightly pushing him over once the back of his knees touched the end of the frame. She waited for him to get comfortable and then climbed onto the king sized bed with him.
"Actually" she murmured softly. "I suspect we have more stamina than our friends. Perhaps I will save my turn with you for later.†Akahana climbed up behind Ran and slid herself underneath his head, letting him lean his upper body partially against her chest.
"Miya, if you would do the honors.†She nodded her chin to Ran's very erect member. "Ride him, taste him, hold him...it makes no difference to me so long as it produces results.†Akahana looked down at Ran to see if he had a preference.
"I am going to enjoy my handiwork a little more.†She ran her fingers lightly over the piercings in his chest just once. Ran was already worked up but the stimulation had stopped for a few moments as they had gotten comfortable. She wanted to fan it again but not go too far.
"Come to me, Darling.†She said to Jacob. There was only so much of Ran that was accessible at the moment. Once they had begun he might have a more active role to play but until then she would enjoy his company by her side.
((OOC: I figure we will get to the art judging after Ran has been satisfied. It seemed rather cruel to make him stand around and play art critic after he had already been so patient. I am sure he has more than one go in him.
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Jacob
11 years ago
Jake saw Miya glance at him, but he didn't think she could see his drawing from where she sat on the floor; he was up at the desk. He smiled at her though; this was kind of fun and he couldn't wait to see what she'd come up with. He didn't think he would win any contests but he wasn't a bad artist at all and he suspected his point of view was different from hers.
His attention wavered only briefly, though, before he returned it to Hana and Ran. Hana declared their time up. Jake flipped his sketch over and laid it gently face don on top of another piece of paper and watched while Hana undid the ropes around their friend. Jake had never seen Ran in such a subservient position before, and it had been beautiful in his opinion although Ran had managed to somehow not look submissive at all while bound in ropes in a subordinate pose.
Miya was invited to play with Ran and Hana brushed her hand over the piercings she herself had done, leaving Jake with nothing but a pang of desire and envy. Then she beckoned to him and he stood quickly, a thrill of adoration in his heart.
"Yes, my Lady," he said happily. He crossed the room to the big bed and slid himself in so that he was lying alongside Hana with his head tucked against the side of her chest that Ran wasn't on. He felt the familiar arousal that pervaded his whole body every time she was near and gave a soft hum of contentment. He had never been so happy to belong to anyone.
His attention wavered only briefly, though, before he returned it to Hana and Ran. Hana declared their time up. Jake flipped his sketch over and laid it gently face don on top of another piece of paper and watched while Hana undid the ropes around their friend. Jake had never seen Ran in such a subservient position before, and it had been beautiful in his opinion although Ran had managed to somehow not look submissive at all while bound in ropes in a subordinate pose.
Miya was invited to play with Ran and Hana brushed her hand over the piercings she herself had done, leaving Jake with nothing but a pang of desire and envy. Then she beckoned to him and he stood quickly, a thrill of adoration in his heart.
"Yes, my Lady," he said happily. He crossed the room to the big bed and slid himself in so that he was lying alongside Hana with his head tucked against the side of her chest that Ran wasn't on. He felt the familiar arousal that pervaded his whole body every time she was near and gave a soft hum of contentment. He had never been so happy to belong to anyone.
Ran Iyala
11 years ago
Ran smiled at Hana's words and nodded at her. He could include everyone. His people had never been known for their restraint, and centuries of being a vampire had not curbed Ran's natural impulses much at all. He was generally more than willing to try anything once, in bed and out of it. More than once, usually, just to make sure he had the full experience.
The ropes being untied afforded just as much pleasure as they had in the opposite direction. He groaned as they slid over his skin, brushing against piercings. When Hana was finished he shook his arms out a little but didn't get much time for that as his partner in crime backed him toward the bed and up onto it. He went easily, willingly, resting up against her and smiling as she touched his chest and invited Miya up to join them.
Ran looked at Miya and nodded, telling her that it was fine to come up to them. He had told her they would talk but he only needed to make a few things clear to her, really. If she wanted to play with him now, she was welcome to. It wouldn't do anything to change what he intended to tell her.
Jake joined them on the bed and Ran reached over to gently pat his hip; he was adorable with Hana and Ran was incredibly happy that the two seemed to be working out. Not that he'd thought Hana would be unkind to the human, but she could just as well have decided not to take him on. She seemed genuinely fond of him though.
"Come, Miya," Ran said, holding his other hand out to her, in a gentle tone that brooked no refusal in spite of its softness.
The ropes being untied afforded just as much pleasure as they had in the opposite direction. He groaned as they slid over his skin, brushing against piercings. When Hana was finished he shook his arms out a little but didn't get much time for that as his partner in crime backed him toward the bed and up onto it. He went easily, willingly, resting up against her and smiling as she touched his chest and invited Miya up to join them.
Ran looked at Miya and nodded, telling her that it was fine to come up to them. He had told her they would talk but he only needed to make a few things clear to her, really. If she wanted to play with him now, she was welcome to. It wouldn't do anything to change what he intended to tell her.
Jake joined them on the bed and Ran reached over to gently pat his hip; he was adorable with Hana and Ran was incredibly happy that the two seemed to be working out. Not that he'd thought Hana would be unkind to the human, but she could just as well have decided not to take him on. She seemed genuinely fond of him though.
"Come, Miya," Ran said, holding his other hand out to her, in a gentle tone that brooked no refusal in spite of its softness.
Miya
11 years ago
It was with great nervousness that Miya et down her drawing and pencils. Lady Hana had called her over and Miya had been reluctant. Rather reluctant as a matter of fact. Was she aroused? Oh yes. But she was also nervous, and it wasn't like she had a great deal of sexual experience. She'd come to Scott a virgin, and he'd taught her well, but she'd only been with two other people than Scott. She wasn't sure that she could do this and it left her nervous and a little edgy.
Then Ran's attentions turned to her and she worried her bottom lip as he ordered her to come to him. She found herself moving towards him and briefly she wondered if he was as empathic as Scott was, if that was a common vampiric trait. She remembered that he had said that different vampires had different powers, but he hadn't really elaborated beyond that. Maybe Ran had been able to see the nervousness in her body language.
She found herself at the foot of the bed and shed her remaining clothing into a neat little pile at her feet.. Hana wanted Miya to produce results. Well, she could do that, she had a lot of experience doing that. So she started at Ran's ankles and slowly kissed, nibbled and licked upwards. She wanted him ramrod hard when she got there, and she wanted him in her mouth. When she got there, before she took him into her mouth, she looked up at him again for permission. Once she'd gotten it she took him into her mouth with a soft little moan of desire. It had been far too long since she'd had a man in her mouth, any man and she was a girl who loved to give head.
Then Ran's attentions turned to her and she worried her bottom lip as he ordered her to come to him. She found herself moving towards him and briefly she wondered if he was as empathic as Scott was, if that was a common vampiric trait. She remembered that he had said that different vampires had different powers, but he hadn't really elaborated beyond that. Maybe Ran had been able to see the nervousness in her body language.
She found herself at the foot of the bed and shed her remaining clothing into a neat little pile at her feet.. Hana wanted Miya to produce results. Well, she could do that, she had a lot of experience doing that. So she started at Ran's ankles and slowly kissed, nibbled and licked upwards. She wanted him ramrod hard when she got there, and she wanted him in her mouth. When she got there, before she took him into her mouth, she looked up at him again for permission. Once she'd gotten it she took him into her mouth with a soft little moan of desire. It had been far too long since she'd had a man in her mouth, any man and she was a girl who loved to give head.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
Akahana watched as Miya moved across the room. The young woman divested her clothing at the foot of the bed and then began slowly working her way up Ran's legs.
"Hmm, apparently you are in for a little more teasing." She smiled down at Ran and scraped her fingernails gently through his blue hair. It was less product filled than usual and that was an invitation to play with it.
With one hand still in Ran's hair, she reached her other one around Jacob. It stroked the back of his neck, and then glided down over his shoulder. "My darling, do you think you could help me entertain Ran with those wonderful lips of yours?" She smiled at Jacob and then her golden eyes flickered over to Ran's chest, pointing the way.
"It would please me very much to watch you with Ran." Akahana murmured softly to her familiar, letting her words warm him and give him confidence that what she was asking for was something that she would indeed enjoy. "I will give me a little preview of what it will be like having both of you." Something she considered inevitable, perhaps not tonight but some night.
For now the attention was on Ran, who was about to have three people working on making him lose control and one have them had centuries of practice. Patience was first though, it would be easy to push him over the edge; the ropes had done a lot of that already, but it would be a shame if he didn't spend at least a little time enjoying all this attention.
"Hmm, apparently you are in for a little more teasing." She smiled down at Ran and scraped her fingernails gently through his blue hair. It was less product filled than usual and that was an invitation to play with it.
With one hand still in Ran's hair, she reached her other one around Jacob. It stroked the back of his neck, and then glided down over his shoulder. "My darling, do you think you could help me entertain Ran with those wonderful lips of yours?" She smiled at Jacob and then her golden eyes flickered over to Ran's chest, pointing the way.
"It would please me very much to watch you with Ran." Akahana murmured softly to her familiar, letting her words warm him and give him confidence that what she was asking for was something that she would indeed enjoy. "I will give me a little preview of what it will be like having both of you." Something she considered inevitable, perhaps not tonight but some night.
For now the attention was on Ran, who was about to have three people working on making him lose control and one have them had centuries of practice. Patience was first though, it would be easy to push him over the edge; the ropes had done a lot of that already, but it would be a shame if he didn't spend at least a little time enjoying all this attention.
Jacob
11 years ago
Jake watched Miya move toward them, not shifting so much as an inch from his comfortable position tucked up against his owner. She was pretty, this Miya. Not outstanding in this room full of equally dusky-skinned people, but that didn't detract from her beauty at all. Jacob supposed that made him the plainest person here but he didn't care. Akahana was pleased with his looks and that was all that mattered to him.
He smiled at the sight of Miya making her way up Ran starting at his ankles. He couldn't find it in himself to be jealous; Hana was the only one in his world. But there had been a point after meeting Ran that Jacob had wanted to try him out, too, before Jake had become Hana's. Ran had kissed him once or twice because Jake had asked. Jake knew Ran wasn't particularly interested in men but that he would engage with them when the mood struck him.
Of course, that had been before Hana. Now Jake still had a sort of fascination with Ran but it was constrained within the bounds of Akahana's own desire. No one, no one at all, could ever be Hana. Ran was still attractive, but Hana was Jake's world. And she asked him to use his mouth, indicating where with those beautiful golden eyes, her order accompanied with a skimming of her hand over Jake's bare skin that made him shudder in pleasure.
"Yes, my Lady," he said. He crawled to his knees, carefully climbing over her lithe form, pausing only to dip his head and rest his cheek briefly against her shoulder, inhaling her scent, before continuing over her to duck low, dipping his head down toward Ran.
His pale caramel eyes flickered up to Ran's, seeking encouragement, although Jake would do it with or without it; Hana had asked him to. He was mindful of the fact that Ran wasn't hers, though. He was neither Dom nor sub. He was Ran, and he was there because he'd been requested. Ran smiled at him and nodded, much as he'd done to Miya.
Jake lowered his head, holding himself up on his hands with his elbows bent, and gently sucked one of the short little spikes on Ran's chest into his mouth. The metal was cool where it had been exposed to the air; warm where it touched Ran's golden skin. Gently Jacob slid his tongue around the base of the labret, then sucked hard once or twice, knowing the piercing wouldn't heal completely closed and would be slightly painful like that.
Ran gasped a little 'ah' of surprise and arched his back some. Jake couldn't tell if it was his action or Miya's that had provoked it. Possibly both. He gripped the stud in his teeth and tugged again, pleased with the little moan that followed.
((ooc: Reactions from Ran granted because, well, he's my character. ))
He smiled at the sight of Miya making her way up Ran starting at his ankles. He couldn't find it in himself to be jealous; Hana was the only one in his world. But there had been a point after meeting Ran that Jacob had wanted to try him out, too, before Jake had become Hana's. Ran had kissed him once or twice because Jake had asked. Jake knew Ran wasn't particularly interested in men but that he would engage with them when the mood struck him.
Of course, that had been before Hana. Now Jake still had a sort of fascination with Ran but it was constrained within the bounds of Akahana's own desire. No one, no one at all, could ever be Hana. Ran was still attractive, but Hana was Jake's world. And she asked him to use his mouth, indicating where with those beautiful golden eyes, her order accompanied with a skimming of her hand over Jake's bare skin that made him shudder in pleasure.
"Yes, my Lady," he said. He crawled to his knees, carefully climbing over her lithe form, pausing only to dip his head and rest his cheek briefly against her shoulder, inhaling her scent, before continuing over her to duck low, dipping his head down toward Ran.
His pale caramel eyes flickered up to Ran's, seeking encouragement, although Jake would do it with or without it; Hana had asked him to. He was mindful of the fact that Ran wasn't hers, though. He was neither Dom nor sub. He was Ran, and he was there because he'd been requested. Ran smiled at him and nodded, much as he'd done to Miya.
Jake lowered his head, holding himself up on his hands with his elbows bent, and gently sucked one of the short little spikes on Ran's chest into his mouth. The metal was cool where it had been exposed to the air; warm where it touched Ran's golden skin. Gently Jacob slid his tongue around the base of the labret, then sucked hard once or twice, knowing the piercing wouldn't heal completely closed and would be slightly painful like that.
Ran gasped a little 'ah' of surprise and arched his back some. Jake couldn't tell if it was his action or Miya's that had provoked it. Possibly both. He gripped the stud in his teeth and tugged again, pleased with the little moan that followed.
((ooc: Reactions from Ran granted because, well, he's my character.
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Ran Iyala
11 years ago
Ran murmured low in his throat as Miya made her way up his legs. "That's very nice," he said softly as her mouth made contact again and again.
At Hana's bidding Jake moved over and lowered his head. Ran nodded at him and Hana's familiar lowered his mouth and began to play with one of the piercings on Ran's left pectoral, very close to his nipple. At the same time he found his cock enveloped in the moist heat of Miya's mouth. He arched his back and sucked in air that he didn't even need.
Jake tugged at he piercing, eliciting another soft sound from him. He dug his fingers into the covers of the bed and closed his eyes, a half-drunk smile on his lips. When he opened them he looked down at Miya. "Harder," he said. "Let me feel your teeth, love."
Ran wasn't a particularly 'gentle sex' person. It had its place, and he didn't necessarily avoid it, but in this mood, the rougher the better. He wanted the gentle scrape of Miya's teeth. If he had to teach her how he liked it, he would, but he didn't hesitate to tell her how best to please him.
"Give me what I want and I will give you what you want," he said, his voice husky, the words directed toward her. They hadn't had a chance to talk yet so he wouldn't test her limits but he could offer her his bite and her release. Then they could discuss a deeper, albeit temporary, arrangement.
Turning his crazy glowing eyes to Hana Ran gave her the full benefit of his long-fanged, intoxicated smile. "Surely you're not gonna miss out on it all, love?"
He traced his hand gently down Jake's spine and then raised it to Hana's cheek, cupping it, caressing it softly, and trying to encourage her to come kiss him. Everyone else's mouth was occupied; in Ran's opinion, why not Hana's lovely lips as well?
((ooc: Please don't forget to check before assuming Ran's response. Even just an /ooc at the bottom or a post is fine by me but Ran might have had a different response than an affirmative! No worries though.
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At Hana's bidding Jake moved over and lowered his head. Ran nodded at him and Hana's familiar lowered his mouth and began to play with one of the piercings on Ran's left pectoral, very close to his nipple. At the same time he found his cock enveloped in the moist heat of Miya's mouth. He arched his back and sucked in air that he didn't even need.
Jake tugged at he piercing, eliciting another soft sound from him. He dug his fingers into the covers of the bed and closed his eyes, a half-drunk smile on his lips. When he opened them he looked down at Miya. "Harder," he said. "Let me feel your teeth, love."
Ran wasn't a particularly 'gentle sex' person. It had its place, and he didn't necessarily avoid it, but in this mood, the rougher the better. He wanted the gentle scrape of Miya's teeth. If he had to teach her how he liked it, he would, but he didn't hesitate to tell her how best to please him.
"Give me what I want and I will give you what you want," he said, his voice husky, the words directed toward her. They hadn't had a chance to talk yet so he wouldn't test her limits but he could offer her his bite and her release. Then they could discuss a deeper, albeit temporary, arrangement.
Turning his crazy glowing eyes to Hana Ran gave her the full benefit of his long-fanged, intoxicated smile. "Surely you're not gonna miss out on it all, love?"
He traced his hand gently down Jake's spine and then raised it to Hana's cheek, cupping it, caressing it softly, and trying to encourage her to come kiss him. Everyone else's mouth was occupied; in Ran's opinion, why not Hana's lovely lips as well?
((ooc: Please don't forget to check before assuming Ran's response. Even just an /ooc at the bottom or a post is fine by me but Ran might have had a different response than an affirmative! No worries though.
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Miya
11 years ago
A Miya was a very happy Miya with Ran in her mouth. Then he asked for her to be rougher, go further. She hadn't ever done rough before, so she thought a second, just holding him in her mouth, enjoying that long moment of happy. Oh yes, she was happy. So she moved her tongue out of the way of her bottom teeth and slowly dragged them from base, up the shaft to the head and put her tongue into the opening, capturing that sensitive place between a canine and her bottom teeth, tugging upwards slowly, just a bit, moving her head back and forth before taking him fully back into her mouth with another long sweet moan.
Ran had told her he'd give her what she wanted. She wasn't even sure what she wanted. Other than her mouth on him. And maybe a repeat of the earlier bite. Sex might be good too, and this was sex. Good sex. She sneaked a look up towards what Jacob and Lady Hana were doing. Miya's lips twitched a bit, and then she reapplies her efforts to make Ran orgasm with great and evident enthusiasm. Her teeth scraped, tugged, pulled and she made very appreciative noises for Ran allowing her this honor.
Miya couldn't wait for that talk. It was either going to be amazing or terrible. And she liked Ran, prayed he would become a friend to her, help alleviate her loneliness. Much good had come of this night, and Miya hoped it would not come to an end anytime soon.
Ran had told her he'd give her what she wanted. She wasn't even sure what she wanted. Other than her mouth on him. And maybe a repeat of the earlier bite. Sex might be good too, and this was sex. Good sex. She sneaked a look up towards what Jacob and Lady Hana were doing. Miya's lips twitched a bit, and then she reapplies her efforts to make Ran orgasm with great and evident enthusiasm. Her teeth scraped, tugged, pulled and she made very appreciative noises for Ran allowing her this honor.
Miya couldn't wait for that talk. It was either going to be amazing or terrible. And she liked Ran, prayed he would become a friend to her, help alleviate her loneliness. Much good had come of this night, and Miya hoped it would not come to an end anytime soon.
Akahana Yoshida
11 years ago
It was indeed a tantalizing sight, seeing Jacob leaning over Ran, his soft lips against her clan mate's muscled chest. Hana simply watched for several long moments before her eyes drifted downward toward their guest.
Miya seemed to be enjoying herself almost as much as Ran was. Moans of pleasure came from them both. She knew from experience that one of the most important things about giving a proper blow job was to enjoy it, or at least appear to enjoy it. Generally the second most important thing was to be careful how you use your teeth.
Of course that was not the case here and Miya appeared to be giving Ran exactly what he asked for.
Looking down into the neon eyes, she smiled. "Certainly not."
Akahana bent down and nibbled gently on Ran's ear. "Would you care to feel -my- teeth?" Her words were spoken in a silky whisper that was barely more than a breath.
She continued to nibble around the edge of his ear and then along his jawline, eventually her light kisses ended with his mouth. Akahana lingered there and light touches gave way to tender and then quickly led to passionate exploration, fully give and take between them, a tangle of tongues and lips...and occasionally teeth.
Her hand slid up along Jacob's back, fingertips brushing Ran's as they slid past. It then wound its way into Jacob's thick hair, playing, soothing, and lightly scratching as he did as she had asked.
Miya seemed to be enjoying herself almost as much as Ran was. Moans of pleasure came from them both. She knew from experience that one of the most important things about giving a proper blow job was to enjoy it, or at least appear to enjoy it. Generally the second most important thing was to be careful how you use your teeth.
Of course that was not the case here and Miya appeared to be giving Ran exactly what he asked for.
Looking down into the neon eyes, she smiled. "Certainly not."
Akahana bent down and nibbled gently on Ran's ear. "Would you care to feel -my- teeth?" Her words were spoken in a silky whisper that was barely more than a breath.
She continued to nibble around the edge of his ear and then along his jawline, eventually her light kisses ended with his mouth. Akahana lingered there and light touches gave way to tender and then quickly led to passionate exploration, fully give and take between them, a tangle of tongues and lips...and occasionally teeth.
Her hand slid up along Jacob's back, fingertips brushing Ran's as they slid past. It then wound its way into Jacob's thick hair, playing, soothing, and lightly scratching as he did as she had asked.