Zoisite simply gawked for a moment at all the odds and ends that Kunzite had supplied in the room. Numbly turning up the heat and the bubbles in the jacuzzi, he had to giggle at the thought of dragging Nephrite up here one night. "You know he'd have a fit if he found out about us. I do recall him laying down the law of 'Stay Away From Kunzite' long ago, love. As for what to start with," his gaze ran thoughtfully over the selection presented.
Adjusting the thin silver cuffs that already ran about each of his wrists and through the loops of his jeans, he gave those a thoughtful expression. He honestly didn't know what Kunzite was into when it came to BD&SM. The thought of letting the ice king have complete control over him sent a thrill through his spine and other areas. He'd fought so hard and long to be the best and to have total dominance over ever situation, and letting another take that over was a turn on of sorts. Running his nails against Kunzite's backside, he smiled faintly, "Use your imagination, love. Show me what you like."

"We should make a plan for when that occasion arrives," Kunzite replied, taking down a riding strap and testing its flexibility. "I don't want to be put in a position under his control." He put it back up and took down a set of steel cuffs attached to short chains and looked them over. "Why don't you take those clothes off, love? I don't think you're going to need them for a while."

"Drug his wine?" Zoisite suggested as he began to carefully unbutton his shirt. "Get something on him at school? Wasn't there that thing about some girl named Naru? We live together, there's not much he can hide from me if you want me to start looking, love."
Folding the silken material over one arm, Zoisite set it aside on one of the cabinets. With another soft chittering of the cuffs, he slid off his pants, removing the thin silver links that ran between them. Sliding onto the edge of the bed, his attention returned to Kunzite as he rummaged through the objects stored within. Wrapping his arms about his legs, he waited silently, curious to just how far Kunzite's imagination could go and if he was anything like the rumours said he was.

Michiru smiled seductively. She reached behind her for a brief moment and pulled out her bra. She thne left it on the table and stood up. "Well, one of us had to leave a tip." she said. "Come on, we wouldn't want the water to get cold." she said as she kissed his nose.

Darien chuckled and gave her a brief hug, hands running down her curves. "Well, if it's cold, you can always warm it up, dearheart." He gave her a quick kiss on the nose and let her go. "Let's go find that room."

Kunzite looked over his shoulder at Zoisite and winked. Pulling out a handfull of stuff covered in a length of silk, he walked over to Zoisite and gave him a light kiss, dumping the stuff onto the bed besides him. "Now don't peek," he said with a wink. "I don't want to spoil the surprise." He pulled off his clothing, casual tossing them to the side and snagged the silk cloth. He folded it half length wise and slipped it over Zoisite's eyes and tied it off in the back, careful to make sure that he didn't snag any hair in the process. "Not too tight, now, is it?"

Zoisite sat completely still as Kunzite shut off his sight. This would have been where he would have had a problem with anyone else but th ice king, putting that trust in them. Tilting his head for any peek of light or vision beyond the silk cloth, he shook his head slowly. "No, just don't ruin my hair," he murmured with a faint grin, ever the vain one. Curiousity filled him at whatever Kunzite had dropped on the bed.
The ice king could be a devious one when he wanted to although the thought of getting Nephrite up here was still on his mind as well. He didn't trust the star king enough to let him have control, and he knew that Kunzite didn't either. Would make it interesting to have a handsome male as their pet. He'd look adorable with a little silver collar and matching wristlets embedded with violet shaded kunzites and green zoisites. The high necked, long sleeved uniforms would hide them, and as for school... guess Nephrite had better learned to like turtlenecks. It was an idea to mention to Kunzite later.

"Not to worry," Kunzite replied with a smile. "I wouldn't even dream of doing that." He took Zoisite's hands into his and pulled the smaller man to his feet. Snapping a padded shackle onto one slender wrist, he turned Zoisite around and pushed him lightly back onto the bed. He tugged the other arm behind his back as well, snapping the second shackle in place then gave them a tug. "Not too snug, I hope," he said, letting go and reaching for the next item. "I'd hate to try to explain to Nephrite any bruises or abrasions in visible places."

Michiru walked with Darien up the stairs. The halls were very dimmly lite. She almost tripped over a couple that decided the floor was the best place to show their passion. "To each his own." she muttered. She noticed a door with a do not disturb sign hanging on the doorhandle. "Think this is it? Should we just go on in, or is there a secret code?" she asked jokingly to Darien with a giggle.

"Let's knock first," Darien replied, giving her a quick kiss. "We don't want to walk into something we were never invited to."

A tug of his wrists told him that while they weren't going to cause any damage to his skin, there was little to no chance of him going anywhere. Opening and closing his hands to test what space he had, Zoisite remained face down on the covers of the bed, enjoying the cool satiny feel against his heated skin. Part of him wanted to question Kunzite and find out what he was doing. The other was simply enjoying this for now, the anticipation of not knowing... but he could have sworn that he heard someone at the door. Being bound and blindfolded as he was, Zoisite couldn't be sure.

Michiru smiled. "alright, I knock and you do all the talking. These are your friends, not mine." she said and kissed him back.

"As you wish, my lady," Darien whispered, pulling away before the kiss became too intense. "After all, it's your decision."

Kuzite paused for a few moments, thinking he heard something at the door, but shrugged it aside. If it was the two from downstairs, they would have to knock. "I'm not really into whips and chains," Kunzite said to Zoisite, running a cold metal object down his spine. "I think there are other ways to torture a person without having to resort to slaver's tactics."
He leaned forward, his chest pressed against his lover's back, the cold cylinder resting against the base of his spine, and nibbled on his earlobe. "It's the antisapation that can make a man reach higherheights."

Zoisite turned his head, trying to meet Kunzite's lips. He was correct in this being a worst form of torture. Already, excitement thrummed through his figure, wanting to reach out and ensnare the ice king in his arms to pull against him. A soft gasp of surprise escaped him at the touch of cold metal against his warm spine. Curiousity joined with anticipation, wanting more than anything to be against Kunzite. Pulling on the shackles about his wrists, he whimpered softly, finding no give in them. "Please Kunzite..." he whispered.

Kunzite chuckled softly and nibbled on the corner of Zoisite's mouth before pulling away. He was becoming extremely excited, his skin extra sensitive to the touch and he did't want to come to the edge just yet. "Sorry, Zoi, there's no mercy from me right now," hesaid, flicking on the vibrator to low pulse. He rubbed it along his buttocks before trusting it inside him. It wasn't enough to fully satisfy him, Kunzite knew, but it would be pure torture until Kunzite decided to take its place. But that didn't mean he still couldn't have some fun with the rest of him. Grabbing his lover by the arms he pulled him off the bed, settling himself down on the soft sheets. Grabbing him loosely by the hair, Kunizte tugged him forward until his lips brushed against the skin of his chest. "But I can let you taste me," he whispered, his voice like the soft caress of velvet. He pressed on the top of Zoisite's head. "Go down..."

Michiru then knocked on the door. She looked back at Darien with a pout on her lips. "Why did you pull away?" she asked innocently.

Being without his sight made it all the worse on Zoisite. Being completely at Kunzite's mercy... or lack there of...didn't upset him in the least. Not being able to judge anything or seewhat his lover was doing made it torture. Lips seeking Kunzite's at the brief tease elicted another whimper from him when the other drewaway. Arching his form towards the metal as it invaded his form, he forced himself to relax some, settling back against the softly thrumming object, trying to gain some measure of relief from it. Lifted fromt he silken grasp of the bed into his lover's arms, his kittenish tounge flicked out to slide along the other man's tanned flesh. A soft tug of his locks of hair as Kunzite seized them, brought a shudder to him, enjoying being dominated more than anything.
He heard the knock at the door, ignoring it for now while in Kunzite's sway. The ice king's commands came first and foremost as he fell into the role of a complete submissive. Lowering himself to his knees as best he could while bound the way he was and not losing the vibrater the other had inserted in him, his petal soft lips never left Kunzite's flesh. Tasting every inch of him that he could reach, Zoisite finally found what he had been searching blindly for. Sliding his tongue up against the hardened flesh, he teased the tip gently before passing it between his lips and into his mouth.

Kunzite moaned sofly under Zoisite's careful minstrations, his fingers buried in his hair in a grip of passion. Closing his eyes briefly, he untangled one hand to slide along his back, fingers closing around the vibrator to move it back and forth in a slow rythme. Somewhere over the pound of blood in his ears, he heard the sound of someone knocking.
Licking his lips, he forced some calm back into his system so he could telekenetically unlock the door. "Don't be shy," he called out, a tremble in his voice. "Come on in. We'll be done in a sec."

Darien arched an eyebrow at Michiru and stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and nuzzling her neck. His hands ran down her hips, fingers lightly brushing along her dress before pressing her tight against him. "Can't you tell, beautiful? Just being here with you is enough to drive me crazy," he murmurred, lightly nipping her throat before letting her go to reach over to open the door. It swung open at his touch and he motioned her in first."After you, dearheart."

Zoisite had to be quite a sight with a blindfold and his hands locked behind his back. Nephrite would have paid for the photos. Sliding his lips along the length, his tongue raced along behind, trailing over the flesh presented to him. Suckling gently, he engulfed the entire length between his pink lips, his pace increasing with the strained sounds of Kunzite's breath and the pressure of Kunzite's fingers entwined in his hair. He heard Kunzite callout for someone to enter, it not affecting his motions in the least as he thrust back against the vibrator within him.

Kunzite had enough. Pulling out the vibrator, he let it drop to the floor while tugging on Zoisite's hair to release his flesh from his mouth. Reaching over, he grabbed the smaller man around the waist and picked him up. He settled Zoisite onto his lap, arranging his legs around his waist even as he thrusted inside him. His lips meet Zoisite's, his tongue delving deep inside, tasting himself even as he did so.

At the pull on his hair, Zoisite released the ice kingfrom the warm confines of his mouth. Pulled upwards, he squirmed momentarily, unsure of just what Kunzite was doing with him now. At the press of lips to his own, his tongue lashed out to entwine with Kunzite's. Wriggling to take him deeper into his body, Zoisite's already overstimulated body began to shiver again, trying to press himself against the other man's to gain some sort of relief. He murmured Kunzite's name over and over against his lover's lips, needing release instead of this torture, something he couldn't do without either Kunzite's help or permission.

Responding to Zoisite's frantic movements, Kunzite grabbed his hips and pushed them down as he trusted upwards, burying himself deeper inside his lover. He did it again and again, his tembling body reaching the edge that he refuse to cross until his partner did so first.

"Kunzite," he whispered in both tones of desperation and elation, an odd mix, but perhaps the best symbol of the level that the ice king had achieved over the younger male. A hard spasming of his body and a warm jet of fluid signalled his own release, the body encased within Kunzite's arms, shuddering through climax. Tilting his head back to his lover's teeth, his lips parted in soft noises of pleasure as he pressed his sweat streaked form as best he could to Kunzite's. Wrists still trapped behind him, his legs wrapped about the other's waist squeezed gently, his body urging his lover to enjoy his own instead of lengthening the torture that was consuming both of them.

Kunzite's body arched a final time into his lover, his head falling back and a low hiss escaping his teeth as he found release. Coming down from the height, he shook out his sweat soked hair and relaxed his grip on Zoisite, sliding his hands up to release the shackles. He kissed Zoisite tenderly as he let them dropped then realized that there were others in the room. Opening his eyes, he turned to look at the two standing by the door. "We couldn't wait," he said with a shrug. "The jacuzzi should be warm enough and once we clean ourselves off, we'll join you."

Michiru smiled gently at Darien. "And I thought you were impatient." she said softly. She entered the room and went over to the jacuzzi. She put her hand in the water. "Oh it feels nice. Darien will you help me please. This zipper, I just can't reach it." she said with a pout. She knew fully well she could reach her zipper, but why bother when there was a perfectly good male in front of her that was dying to see what wasn't underneath the dress.

"You are too evil, beautiful," Darien murmurred, fingers brushing her curves before he reached behind her and slowly unzipped her. "There, want to wiggle out or should I help?"

Kunzite pulled off Zoisite's blindfold and gave him a quick kiss. ~The lambs have arrived for the slaughtering. And I think the male might never been with another male. Do you want him?~

Michiru leaned in closer to Darien, holding the dress up with one hand. "Evil, darling? No I'm not evil...I'm far from it." she whispered. She stepped down into the jazcuzzi and let the dress fall off into the water, then sank down. "Fells so nice. This will dry later..and if its still wet when we leave I'll just have to go nude." she said with a sigh, lifting the wet garmet out of the water and placing it beside her.

Eyes already darkened with passion blinked a few times to readjust to the light as Kunzite pulled the blindfold off. Stretching his arms, getting used to moving them again as well, Zoisite was surprised to find Michiru and Darien in the room. Sliding off of Kunzite's lap with a hint of reluctance, his gaze slid over the two people, considering which of the two or both that he wanted. The woman... even he knew that Kunzite still liked females, even if he did claim that Zoisite was prettier than any of them. The male... he did seem a little too used to the women. ~I'll take him for now, love. We could always trade off if you find the female unsatsifactory. The rumours flying around school say that she's... quite skilled.~
Chuckling softly with a wink to his mate, Zoisite stepped under the shower of warm water from the stall, washing the last of the sweat and other fluids from his body. Being dirty was just one thing he couldn't stand. Slipping into the jacuzzi's water, his fingers closed about a glass of champagne. With a brief taste, he frowned faintly, not remembering if anything was added to them or not at the bar or by Kunzite.

Darien shook his head at Michiru, picked up her dress and hung it over the open cabinet, pausing for a moment to look at its contents. Mouth curving into a smile, he went back to the jacuzzi and stripped with little fanfare and slipped into the water with a sigh. "I love these things," he murmurred, looking across at Zoisite before dropping his gaze.

~The bubbly is safe,~ Kunzite told Zoisite as he showered off. ~The glasses however.. let's just say the glasses have a light dose of easy on them. Enough to break down any remaining doubts in our guests' minds. Your glass is safe as well as the other one near you. The other two aren't.~ Finished, he walked across to the others and sat on the edge of the hottub, feet dangling in the water. "So, what do you two have in mind?" he asked. "Want to switch partners or do something else?"

Michiru slid closer to Darien and entangled herself in his embrace. "Switch?" she whispered, looking up at him. She didn't think that Darien was bi, but then again there was alot she didn't know about him, and him about her, but that was another story. "That would be up to Darien. I don't mind either way." she said and kissed Darien on the cheek, working her way to his lips.

Sliding into the water after adjusting the silver cuffs that dangled from his wrists still, Zoisite handed Michiru and Darien their glasses of the liquor. The angelic smile stayed on his lips as he settled next to Darien, eyes moving over both of them. ~They're lovely, my dearest. Whichever one I don't get tonight, I'll take at a future time. Something tells me that they'll be back for more. Take your pick. It's your right.~

Michiru smiled her thanks to Zoisite as she excepted the drink. She didn't like the way Zoisite was looking at Darien, but she knew it was pointless to be jealous. She took a sip of the drink and held it in thought for a moment over what was happening. She was in a room with three incredible guys, and she was the only female. And only one of them was interested in females. She wasn't too sure she liked that part..maybe they were all bi?

Darien nibbled on Michiru's lips before pulling away and taking his glass from Zoisite. Sipping some of the drink, he looked the two men over, noticing the smaller one was looking at him with hooded eyes. Something about the way he looked at him made Darien feel giddy. "Sure, why not? We can always try something different if that doesn't work," he replied, smiling at Michiru.

~Then I'll take the female for now,~ Kunzite relpied, picking up his glass and taking a sip. Slipping into the water, he moved over to Michiru and ran a fingertip down her spine. "I hope you don't mind if I be with you and my friend goes with your companion. I've been admiring your eyes for a while now."

Zoisite slid next to Darien, the warm waters caressing both their skins. Lifting his lips to brush against the dark haired man's throat and ear, a mischevious grin fled across his features. "I think that means that I get you. I hope you have no objections?" he asked as his fingertips brushed against Darien's leg, the nails rasping softly against his thigh.

Michiru took another sip of her drink. She was starting to relax as she moved closer to Kunzite. "Yes, I think that would be just fine." she said. she pressed her body close to his and kissed him deeply. Sh broke off and looked up at him, passion and life filled her eyes as she leaned in for another.

Kunzite smiled, pressing a finger against her lips to forestall another kiss from her. He took her glass and set it aside on the edge of the tub, and draping that hand onto his shoulder. Wrapping his one arm around her waist, he lifted her up so she was riding his leg, her legs spread on either side of it. He kissed her lightly, teasing her lips again and again.

Darien turned to Zoisite, his eye looking strangely innocent. "Well," he murmured softly, brushing some of Zoisite's hair off his face. "It certainly does. Just be gentle, okay? It's my first time with a guy."

Michiru pressed herself against Kunzite and went for a passionate kiss. This game of peek here and peek there was going to stop very quickly. She wanted passion and she wanted it now. The back of her head asked questions, but she ignored them. She had a man in front of her, that's all that mattered for the moment.

Zoisite blushed at Darien's words, a smile still on his lips. He didn't know quite how to explain it to Darien that he was used to being the female in things and that he had little control over most things. However, he would do the best he could there. As Darien's fingers brushed back some of his hair, Zoisite's own hand rose to capture it about the write. Pressing his lips to the other man's palm, his tongue flicked out to trace odd patterns on the sensitive flesh. After briefly licking each fingertip, he glanced up to Darien, holding the man's sapphire gaze with his own of emerald. Rising up, he slid onto his lap, his folded legs resting on either side of the reporter's thighs.
Hearing the two behind him brought a soft shudder of delight to Zoisite. He had the advantage at present, his immediate needs already satisfied. As he brushed his lips against Darien's, he nibbled softly at his new lover's lower lip. Eyes still focused on Darien's, he seemed to be searching for the person within, trying to see beyond the surface image. "I promise to always be gentle with you," he murmured.

Kunzite pulled back after a moment with a smile and a wink and set down his empty glass on the edge of the jacuzzi. "Not so fast," he purred, tracing his fingers along the curves of her lips. "We have all night to explore and to taste." His fingers followed the curve of her neck, the lines of her collarbone til they reached the soft swell of her breasts. Cupping them in his hands, he flicked his thumbs across the nipples, his lips following his fingers' trail. "After all, pleasure is better when you wait for it," he murmured against her skin. Sharp teeth nipped for a moment at her throat, while Kunzite was an energy vampire, he had a taste for blood as well, before he reminded himself of where he was. "And be sure, I want to taste every bit of you," he whispered before he bent lower and took one pert nipple into his mouth.

Michiru gasped at Kunzite's nibbles. She slide her arms around him and let her fingernails dig into his back. She leaned down just a bit and started nibbling on Kunzite's neck for herself. She could feel his pusle on her lips, which made her even hotter than before. She let out a soft sigh as she threw her head back, revealing her neck even more.

Kunzite switched sides, fingers digging into her hips as he lifted her up and reposition her on his lap. Coming up for air, he nibbled on her lips, trailing kisses down her neck. Pausing for a moment, his lips pressed against the pulsing vein in her neck, warring with himself against taking a bite.

Darien smiled slightly, bending his head to kiss Zoisite lightly. "I mean," he murmurred against them. "Just tell me what to do. I haven't a clue as to what you like."

Taking a nip of Darien's lips, Zoisite smiled faintly. Few things were as sweet as introducing someone to new things. "I like being used. I suppose you could say that I am generally the woman. Treat me as you would Michiru. " Tracing over the fine lines of Darien's body, Zoisite readjusted himself on the other's lap, pressing against him and sliding enough to create some friction between them. It was an old plot of Kunzite's to excite someone and then drive them to the edge as he had done Zoisite before their visitors had entered. Flicking his tongue across Darien's throat, his breath teased against the other's ear and flesh. "Do you want me still?"

Michiru flinched as Kunzite dug his fingers into her flush. Darien had always been much gentlier with her. She had a few sadistic boyfriends before, but they didn't last long. If this guy left any bruises on her, he was going to have to answer to Darien, that was for sure. She returned her attention to his neck and bite him...hard. Sort of her way of saying *hey, you're hurting me!* She then tenderly kissed the spot she bit into, trying to make up for it.

Kunzite's attention snapped back to where it should be, and realizing what he was doing, he let go and put some space between them. "Gomen," he murmurred, massaging gently where he fingers had hurt her. "I didn't mean to do that. Some people like it rough. If I get like that again, just hit me, okay?"

Darien blinked, his eyes large in dark in the dim light. "I see," he murmurred, running his hands along Zoisite's sides. "Like this, right?" His hands stopped at his waist and Darien leaned closer to kiss him, working his way from Zoisite's lips to his neck and downwards.

Sliding his hand to the sides of Darien's face, he stared intently into the other man's dark blue eyes. Brushing a kiss across his lips, he murmured softly, "Who are you?" Releasing the other man's head, his own tilted back to his questing lips. Wrapping his arms about Darien, he had to wonder at the man's dual nature. Something about him was darker, more menacing behind those blue shields of his eyes. Winding a hand in his black locks of hair, he murmured the man's name in pleasure, pressing his hips firmer against Darien's.

Michiru giggled a bit. "Sure that hitting you wouldn't be a turn on?" she asked, sliding back closer to Kunzite. "I just hate having to try to hide bruises the next day. It gets to be a bother if I have to wear long skirts or high cut shirts. But enough of that" she said and pressed her mouth against him fo another kiss. "Why don't we leave the tub for them and take the bed for ourselves?" she asked.

"No one special," Darien replied, recapturing Zoisite's lips with his own. "No one really." His hands spread across Zoisite's hips to hold him steady for his first thrust. It felt different than being with a woman, and Darien's eyes slid closed as he concentrated on the feeling.

"If that's what you want," Kunzite said, giving her a quick kiss before standing. He snagged their glasses, refiling them, then holding them in one hand, he held out the other one to her. He looked quickly at Zoisite and Darien, and smiled. "Let's give them a little more room then."

Zoisite whimpered against Darien's lips as he slid within him. It was quite different from a woman, much tighter and enfolding. Flicking out his tongue to twine with the other man's, his nails slid down Darien's spine. Cradled within his arm and the warm waters, he hardly noticed Kunzite and his victim leaving. Darien's answer still haunted his mind, something left unsaid that he was missing. Lost in the grip of pleasure, he let it go for now.

Darien opened his mouth, letting Zoisite's tongue to slip inside. Eyes still closed, his hands loosed their grips, one sliding up along his spine to tangle in his hair, the other to rest at the base of his spine. He slowly slid deeper inside, savoring the feeling as his entire length was allowed in. Then just as slowly, he pulled out until only his tip was inside then repeated the movement.

Michiru smiled as she slide into Kunzite's arms. she streched out of the bed like a cat. "Satin..I like." she saaid with a smile. She looked up at Kunzite, studying him with her eyes, wondering what was going on in his mind.

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