Rating: NC-17
Content: M/M sex, language, B&D/S&M, spanking
Distribution: Go ahead, just credit me
Disclaimers: Oh, what I'd do if I actualy owned them!
Summary: Sort of a playoff of Anne Rice's Claiming of Sleeping Beauty series.
March 14, 1999
Prince Raven yanked at Saturn's leash, forcing him to kneel before him. "Put your hands behind your neck, love," he commanded softly, nodding as Saturn quickly obeyed, his dark eyes traveling down his body speculatively. He took in the black leather corset, matching black silk panties attached to black and red lace garters. He nudged Saturn's knees apart with his booted foot, slipping it up the length of his thickly muscled thighs until he pressed it firmly against the bulge beneath the silk. He rubbed it slowly, watching it grow bigger and harder. He glanced up in time to see Saturn drop his eyes away from Raven's crotch longingly, his teeth worrying his lower lip, trying to keep from moaning. Raven heard a muffled sound to the side and he turned his head to see Prince Gangrel, sprawled on luxurious cushions, Edge lying face-down over his lap. Grel was pinching the lovely, taut flesh of Edge's bare buttocks until they flamed a rosy red. Edge, fingers locked behind his neck, was trying his best not to squirm and wriggle in torment, little mewling whimpers issuing from his throat.
Raven returned his attention to Saturn, who quickly jerked his eyes away from Raven's face to stare at the floor, the accepted form of respect and submission. "Come here, Saturn," Raven ordered silkily, patting his thigh. Saturn obeyed immediately, rising to his feet and sitting on Raven's lap, avoiding looking directly into his face. "Reach up and hold onto the ring, sweet."
Saturn looked up to see a metal ring suspended a foot above him, He stretched up to grasp the cold steel almost out of his reach. When Raven began to pinch his nipples hard, he gasped and moaned, arching involuntarily.
"mmm, very nice," Raven murmured softly, raking his nails over his stomach, again glancing to the side to see that Edge was now wEdged between Grel's thighs, sucking on him eagerly, Grel, lying back on the pillows watching Raven and Saturn, his fingers lightly sifting through the long silky hair of Edge's bobbing head.
Raven slipped a hand down the side of the throne and pulled out a rubber paddle, abruptly flipping Saturn over, and began to paddle him until his ass was a fiery red. Saturn writhed and gasped, his hips rocking frantically against Raven's leg. "Ahhh, so lovely you are!" Raven approved, paddling harder, sliding a hand between Saturn's legs to cup his bulge, gently squeezing and kneading it. The contrast between the hard blows and the soft caresses nearly sending Saturn over the brink of ecstasy. At the last minute, however, Raven stopped both torments and pushed him off his lap onto the floor. Saturn gave a cry of protest which was quickly cut off by a swift boot to the ribs.
"get up and go pleasure Prince Gangrel. Saturn crawled over to Grel, panting with need, waiting for Grel to finish directing Edge to Raven.
Gangrel gave Saturn a slight smile and stroked his cheek almost tenderly. "Lovely man, suck me down your throat." Saturn complied hungrily, devouring him whole. Grel guided his head into a slower rhythm, reprimanding him when he tried to finish him, gesturing for one of the guards to come forth and instructing him to spank Saturn if he failed to follow orders.
Meanwhile, Raven gently kissed Edge's soft lips as he straddled Raven's hips, his tongue flicking out to wet them, taste them before darting inside to explore the hot depths. His hands squeezed and pinched Edge's buttocks, pulling him closer, grinding his hips against him. "mmm, so sweet, dear Edge. Look at me." Edge slowly lifted his lashes to lock his blue eyes with Raven's dark ones in a long melting look. "Put your hands behind your back, sweetheart." Edge obeyed instantly, licking his lips in both apprehension and anticipation. "now," his voice dropped to a horse rasp. "Kiss me, beautiful Edge." He did so, opening his mouth wide to plunder Raven's moist interior, their lips melding, their tongues twining sinuously. Raven groaned, digging his fingers into the tight muscles of Edge's ass, dimly hearing the sound of a paddle hitting flesh and muffled cries, along with moans from Grel. When they broke for air, Raven tilted his head back, eyes closed as Edge scattered little wet kisses over his face and neck.
"Ahh, I see this one is very attentive."
Raven's eyes flew open at that beloved voice. His eyes locked with intense green ones and he sighed in joy. "'Taker..." He spoke almost reverently to his mentor, the man who'd been his teacher, his lover, his constant companion during his long journey to self-discipline.
"Yes, it is I, my love," He said, stroking a finger down Raven's cheek and jaw, tracing his full lips.
"But what brings you here, my lord?"
'Taker moved around to the side of the throne to look at the face of Edge, twisting a hand in his hair to tug his head back. "Mmmmm, very sweet," he approved, reaching down to give his straining cock a few strokes, eliciting a wordless moan. "I was passing through on my way to the next kingdom and thought I would stop in and say hello." He took Edges hands and guided them to the ring, picking up the paddle, then glanced at Raven with a quirked brow. "May I?"
Raven smiled indulgently at his first love and nodded. "Be my guest."
'Taker cranked the ring up a few more inches, causing Edge to half hang over Raven's lap, his buttocks completely exposed. 'Taker began to paddle Edge with strong, steady smacks until the flesh was almost too bright to look at. Edge writhed and gasped, attempting, with minimal success to keep from begging for surcease.
Finally, 'Taker laid the paddle down and lowered Edge back into Raven's arms, where he cuddled against him, trembling, uttering little whimpers of pain and need.
"He is a very good pupil," 'Taker remarked, noting the way Raven crooned softly to him, stroking his hair and kissing his shoulder almost absently. "He has a lot of potential, but he's got a lot to learn."
Raven nodded in agreement. "Yes. He is beautiful, but still unschooled. Yet, he has a natural talent for pleasing. Would you like a demonstration?"
Before 'Taker could answer, Grel's voice interrupted as he started to groan loudly. Everyone looked to see Saturn's head rising and falling on Grel faster and faster as Grel's hips bucked as his orgasm approached. The guard continued spanking Saturn, urging him to please his lord even more. Abruptly, Grel bowed off the cushions, letting out a shout of satisfaction as he erupted into Saturn's mouth. Saturn whimpered, sucking every last drop from Grel, releasing him and panting harshly. His hand crept down to touch himself and Prince Gangrel angrily bolted up and slapped Saturn across the face.
"I did not tell you you could touch yourself!" he hissed. "For your insolence, you will be punished most gravely."
Saturn almost sobbed as he grabbed onto Grel's leg, begging him to forgive him, that he hadn't been thinking. But Grel's face remained stony as he directed the guards to take him and chain him to the wall.
'Taker turned back to Raven who was gazing at him hungrily. He dropped his eyes instantly, years of training taking over, though it was not necessary to show his subservience to 'Taker any longer. A small smile quirked 'Taker's lips as he gestured for the guards to remove Edge. "Take him to the pools and reward him with a massage and then pleasure him. He's been very satisfactory this day." Edge slipped off Raven's lap to his knees and crawled over to 'Taker and kissed his boot over and over in gratitude. 'Taker look down at him with genuine delight, squatting down to brush the hair from his face and kiss both cheeks. "You are very good. I think you will be the best of all students this season. Much like my wonderful Raven." He lightly kissed his lips and straightened, watching as the guards led him out of the chamber. He glanced over at the proceedings with Saturn. One of the guards had removed Saturn's panties and was pleasuring him with his mouth and hands, stopping short of letting him explode, driving the release back over and over until Saturn was practically gibbering with ungratified need. Grel stood nearby, whispering into Saturn's ear, pinching and stroking Saturn's nipples. Whatever he was saying seemed to send Saturn into a frenzy of desire, because he would buck and cry out in frustration and despair.
'Taker returned his attention to Raven, who sat perusing his body longingly, noting the leather tunic and leather pants, both open down the sides, loosely tethered by thin strips of the same material. The leather garments molded his broad chest and thighs, leaving his arms bare. Raven's gaze lingered on the large bulge, lovingly encased in the fabric before glancing back up to meet 'Taker's heavy-lidded eyes. 'Taker tilted his head slightly toward the door and raised a brow inquiringly. Raven smiled and nodded and 'Taker turned and strode from the room without another word.
Raven stood, looking back one last time at Gangrel, who was now kissing Saturn deeply, taking over the pleasuring of him by stroking Saturn's straining cock. As if feeling his eyes on him, Grel turned his head to look at Raven. He gave him a questioning look and Raven shrugged and gestured toward the door. Grel, grinned, revealing sharp fangs and winked. Raven returned the smile and headed out of the room. Just before the door closed, he heard Grel ordering the guards to unchain Saturn and bend him over a chair and get him ready for him.
Raven hurried down the marble hallways to his bedchamber, where he paused for a moment, hand on door latch, and took a deep breath before slipping inside.
The room was very dim but for a candelabra on a nightstand by the bed, illuminating 'Taker, who half-reclined on the Edge of the bed, his tunic gone. He was contemplating the various erotic scenes on the ceiling when he heard the door open. Their eyes locked and they froze for a long moment, just savoring each other's presence. Then Raven shut the door behind him and took a couple steps toward the bed. 'Taker's brows drew together sharply and Raven halted instantly, sensing his disapproval.
"I'm a little disappointed, love," 'Taker growled softly. "Have you forgotten your lessons so soon?"
Raven licked his lips, quickly averting his eyes and dropping to his knees, twining his fingers behind his neck as he crawled toward the bed until he was in front of 'Taker. He then knelt up and waited for him to acknowlEdge him, observing the unspoken rule that no servant or pupil shall speak or draw attention to themselves unless given permission.
'Taker regarded Raven's submissive posture in approval, pushing the hair from his face. "Very good, my sweet. Now, undress me." Raven unhooked his hands and reached out to unlace the strips, but 'Taker's voice stopped him like a slap to the face. "No! With your teeth, bitch!"
Raven flinched, but obeyed immediately, returning his hands behind his neck and moving around to worry and loosen the strips down one leg of his pants, then repeating this with the other side. He then slipped between his thighs and began to work the knot from the string that tied around the waist. Finally, after what seemed like hours, the knot came free and Raven breathed a sigh of relief. 'Taker relented and let him use his hands to remove the pants from him. He then ordered him to take off his own clothes, which he did unhesitatingly.
'Taker watched him, very pleased at his discipline. He spread his legs wide, taking a deep breath before speaking again. "You may pleasure me now." Raven put a hand out to grasp the throbbing shaft, but paused just before touching, silently asking for permission to use his hands. "You may use whatever you wish, dear boy." He looked on as Raven trailed his fingers down the long, hard, hot length of his shaft, drawing down the foreskin with one hand, while tracing the veins and ridges with the other. He bent forward and rolled his tongue around the ridge just below the head, kissing the silky tip before closing his lips around it. He gradually eased him deeper and deeper, pulling up every few inches until his teeth lightly caught on the ridge before taking more of him down his throat. 'Taker leaned back to rest his weight on the heel of his hand, tangling the fingers of his free one in Raven's wild, dark hair, guiding the rhythm, studying his technique closely, no discernible expression on his face. The tempo began to increase, Raven's head rising and falling faster and faster, his sucking becoming harder and louder as he worked to bring his love to ecstasy. At the last moment, however, 'Taker tugged him off. Raven quickly smothered the sound of protest that had involuntarily risen in his throat, flushing at his near loss of control. 'Taker smiled, amused by Raven's struggle to keep his composure. "Go and get your bristled paddle, dearheart."
Raven tentatively glanced up at 'Taker, then away, swiftly crossing the room on his hands and knees to his bureau, pulling out the bottom drawer where countless items were jumbled together in a chaotic pile. He dug around for a moment before triumphantly drawing out a wooden paddle about 10 inches long and 7 inches wide with bristles on one side and smooth rubber on the other. The bristles were fairly soft, but with a slight stiffness near the wood. He put the handle in his mouth and returned to the man on the bed, proffering it to him, his hands once again laced behind his neck in subservience.
'Taker took the paddle, patting his thigh. "Come lie across my lap, my sweet." Raven obeyed, placing himself face-down, his feet slightly braced on the floor to keep his balance. 'Taker admired the supple musculature of his back, scrutinizing the tattoos and mural, lightly touching one here and there. He let his hand glide down the smooth, satiny skin to his buttocks, stroking the flesh, delving between the cheeks to explore the warm valley. Raven moaned and twitched, but instantly controlled himself. 'Taker took one buttock in his huge hand and began to knead it, molding it to his palm before repeating this with the other.
Raven bit his lips, trying to keep from writhing in pleasure. His body was on fire at his love's gentle touch. However, he couldn't keep himself from jerking and crying out at the first hard, stinging blow of the paddle, though he instantly regained self-discipline at the second, only making wordless sounds and cries, both accepted and sought after.
'Taker spanked him until his buttocks glowed almost an incandescent red before turning him over and lifting him, laying him on the bed tenderly. "Aahhh, my sweet Raven, you are still as lovely in your torment as ever." He kissed him long and lingeringly, exploring every warm crevasse, reveling in the hot saltiness of Raven's tears. Raven tentatively splayed his fingers over his chest, feeling his heartbeat, strong and steady. 'Taker caught his wrist and was about to pinion it above his head, but Raven forestalled him by abruptly shoving him roughly onto his back, straddling his hips, ravishing his mouth almost brutally, holding his arms down while he scattered nipping kisses over his neck and chest, teasing and licking, occasionally biting his nipples. Finally, he straightened, crawling up his body to sit astride his upper chest.
"It's your turn to pleasure me, my dark lord," Raven murmured in a velvety tone, tilting his hips suggestively.
'Taker's eyes dropped to the engorged shaft just in front of his face and licked his lips. He lifted his head just enough to softly kiss the silky tip, dipping his tongue into the little hole before enclosing the head in the liquid heat of his mouth, laving the skin, inching him deeper and deeper.
Raven groaned, releasing 'Taker's wrists to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, watching himself being swallowed deep. "Oh, yessss...ahhh, sweet love, that feels soooo good."
'Taker slid his hands around to grip Raven's taut buttocks, then in a sudden and powerful motion, he flipped him over onto his back again, beginning to bob on him in hard, swift strokes. Raven cried out, bowing high off the bed.
"Oh, God, 'Taker!" he gasped harshly. "Awww, yes, yes...suck-suck me like that...ahhh, baby, I'm coming. Yes, make me come."
'Taker took him right up to the brink before quickly pulling up and forcing his orgasm back with a firm squeeze. Raven protested loudly, his eyes fluttering open to plead with the big man. 'Taker laid his fingers against Raven's lips to quiet him, whispering for him to turn over. Raven complied immediately, rising up onto his hands and knees, his still reddened buttocks facing him. 'Taker lightly skimmed his fingers over the hot area lovingly, moving around to kneel behind him.
"How long has it been, Raven?"
Raven glanced over his shoulder at him and smiled slightly. "A long while, my lord. I don't give up my control easily."
'Taker nodded and grinned knowingly. "I know. Remember how long it took to break you of your habit of biting and scratching anything that was put near your mouth?" Raven chuckled, shaking his hair from his face. "But look at you now..." 'Taker's voice trailed off into a soft sigh as he gently spread Raven's buttocks, fingering his anus. He bent low and replaced his fingers with his tongue, thoroughly wetting the hole, eliciting a groan from him. He straightened and positioned himself, easing into Raven in slow increments, letting him adjust to his size, rocking his hips back and forth, inching deeper with each forward motion. Raven gasped, his back arching with the exquisite fullness. 'Taker grasped his hips and gave a hard thrust, burying himself full-length inside, growling deeply at the sensation of tight heat squeezing him.
"Oh, my lord, yes!" Raven panted, his arms giving out so that he rested on his elbows. "Please, oh, God, please..."
'Taker withdrew almost completely, pausing for a long moment, teasing him with anticipation, then plunged to the hilt again. He established an even tempo, relishing Raven's cries of delight, moaning as he reared back on him.
"Yes. My sweet Raven," he rasped, quickening the pace, reaching around to firmly pump his cock. "Still as tight and responsive as I remember. Now, rock back harder-oh, yes, that's right. Mmmmm, so good." Raven began to whimper in rhythm to his driving thrusts, gripping 'Taker's stroking hand, guiding it faster. 'Taker smacked Raven's ass in admonishment. "You forget yourself, love." Raven caught his breath and let his hand fall away, submitting to 'Taker totally. "Aaahhh, yes...my good slave. My lovely whore, you please me greatly."
Raven began to emit little mewling sounds as 'Taker's pounding slams became more forceful. He braced the heels of his hands on the mattress, using the leverage to push backwards to sink him even deeper. "'Taker...mmmm, oh, yes, please, harder. Oh, Gods yes, yes, yes!"
'Taker rode him savagely, his eyes rolling back in his head, grunting loudly as the hot rush of pleasure took over. He clasped the insides of Raven's thighs and pulled them wider apart, leaning over him and resuming stroking his shaft. "Come on, love. I want you to come for me," he growled, his own orgasm thundering nearer. "Christ, you're so tight, you swallow me whole. No one's ever been able to take all of me like you, dear Raven."
Raven cried out with every stroke, begging for him to move faster and deeper. "Oh, yes, yes! I'm coming for you now, my dark lord. Awwww, Jeeesus...!" His body bucked as he shrieked, coming in a hot, jetting stream, triggering 'Taker's own climax.
'Taker roared as he poured himself into Raven in a pulsing rush, shuddering at the intense spasms, continuing to thrust, prolonging the release, then gently withdrawing and laying Raven down, turning him over to wrap him in his arms.
Raven nuzzled his face in 'Taker's neck, sighing contentedly. "Welcome home, my lord."
'Taker smiled faintly, making a slight sound in his throat. "But this is not my home."
"I meant, that when you're with me, it's like you're home."
"Mmmm, I see." He tilted Raven's face up and tenderly kissed his lips before returning him to the crook of his shoulder. "Sleep now. It's been a very long time since we've been together and I plan on rediscovering how much of my teachings you've retained."
Raven moaned in anticipation, snuggling closer. "Ahh, yes, my love. I look forward to that."
Taker stroked Raven's hair as he drifted down into the dark well of sleep, following soon after.