"Broken Shards"

[zauberdecke]

"In the dark
I need to taste the blood
Go on, draw another line
We can cross this time."
- Blindfold by Sleeping Wolf

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[ Essek Thelyss: Shadowhand to the Dynasty.

One who reached further then the Luxon would allow, who would do absolutely anything for knowledge. Oh no, the man did not care for power, not really. He wanted to cast himself into the portal of knowing, he wanted to surrender himself to books and learning without having to deal with the mundanities of socio-politics that all of the Kryn engaged in. It was tedious and it filled him with sickness even as he plastered on an urbane smile for all and sundry to see.

Within the Dynasty, it was customary to take pets of the Empire; they were brought in across the border of Asarius, across the mountains and into the Dynasty. There were Dynasty born pets on the other side, both lost to the ravages of the other's civilization, generally never to be seen again.

Essek had never really had an interest to begin with when it came to pets; at the market he carefully avoided the slave blocks where those not of the Dynasty were paraded around. However, it had come to this-- it had come to his trading of the Beacon, and in return he recieved a Volstrucker to serve him. And yet, for all of that, Essek Thelyss had not thought he would receive a broken Volstrucker.

In fair trade, he and recieved a dossier on the man in question and had perused it with only a small semblance of annoyance while Trent Ikithon had assured him that a man like him could be rebuilt, the honeyed words of a silken snake which Essek recognized.

After all did not a predator recognize another predator? So now he held in his household a man whom had to be guarded carefully, though Essek was not cruel despite how he imagined Dynasty pets were treated, the cage that he had placed this Volstrucker named Bren within, well it was comfortable-- he'd seen pictures of Vergossen so he supposed it must be far better than that place. But he had not precisely interacted with him-- most of his unseen servants were given the walking of him, the care and maintenance of him.

Perhaps because he did not precisely know what to do with him, or what use he had for something broken. Though he arguably did not know what manner of broken the Volstrucker was, but after a week-- he decided perhaps it was time to summon him and see for himself; acertain what sort of work was cut out for him.

If this man was worth putting back together again.

So it was one evening, he had the Empire man summoned to his chambers. ]

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[ Bren could doubt many things, but this moment was unavoidable in it's poignancy, this wild but nevertheless loving potency that rippled through the both of them, Essek's mouth on Bren's as he sucked the air from his lips while he nuzzled even closer into that touch. Backwards his hips pushed, feeling that tight burning within him that could only be quenched by his Mate.

And yet, it keened even more so-- and Essek knew that he had to have Bren inside of him, needed to take his lover's seed. In this respect, it was pure instinct that edged taut and required appeasement.

Against his valley, he could feel the throbbing ridges and so he pushed back while one hand slipped behind himself to attempt to catch Bren's cock with his palm; a groan as he worked to guide it toward his hole. The groan was something that Bren would be able to taste, but it was even moreso then that, it was a promise and it was an insistant urge for completion and something far deeper. ] Please...

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[Bren lost a moan to his Master's lips, lost his breath to that kiss. He'd lost his heart to him already, so it was only natural that he lose the rest of himself. His fingers slipped back, into Essek's hair, holding him to that kiss, lips parted to welcome the kiss deeper.

He broke from those lips only as Essek's hand found his prick. He was hard, cock standing erect and eager. His hips rocked upwards, eager to bury himself inside the other man, feeling the way he was guided to that waiting hole.]

Oh yes... whatever you want... my love...

[A soft promise, his hand gripping tightly at Essek's hip. He needed him, needed to be joined with him, to be close in that way.]

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[ Whatever he wanted, he was fully intending on taking advantage of that. Between those softly spoken words, his tongue dipped and delved, sliding against Bren's tongue while he directed Bren to where he needed to go-- until that hard and slick cockhead was against his hole. Because of the state of his heat, he would feel like butter to the touch and it would be not even an issue to quickly and effortlessly slid; it was almost as if he was distinctly wet for Bren.

And then he was pushing back, moaning against that mouth as the cock sank further inside of him, his walls nearly instantly clenching so that Bren could not make an escape-- it was Essek's body way of not allowing his mate to leave until it had done it's job.

Right now Essek was primed, the flower bed ready to be sown and the only one who could have that opportunity or right was his Mate; anyone else try and there would be gashes and slashes. Once he was impaled, with Bren's cock touching against his prostate, he lifted himself up-- steadying himself with palms on Bren's chest, and then he very lightly started to roll his hips.

In this way, Bren would have the perfect view of Essek riding him. ]

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[Bren gasped to Essek's mouth as he felt himself sink into that tight, perfect hole. It was like Essek's body was intent on pulling him inside, holding him there. For a moment he had to focus to try to remember how to do something as simple as breathing. He had no concept of what this coupling would result in -- and if he did, he'd only have wanted it all the more.

He did have a concept, however, of how devastatingly beautiful Essek was as he began to ride him. This was the best view that Bren had ever seen, the arch of that lithe, slender body moving over him, the way the drow's perfect features were caught up in lust and pleasure and that maddening need.

This was less frantic than before, but the need, oh that was still there, though now anchored by the emotions that had somehow emerged into confessions between the.]

You are perfect... oh gods...

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[ Essek's eyes felt hot as he looked down at Bren laying there, the utterly ruined expression on his face, the way that he was such a good boy for him allowing him to ride like this-- Essek's hips went back and forth, eddying around that cock with a smooth grace, and within each movement he squeezed that shaft further into him, choking him up.

Occasionally he would dip down to rub his prick against Bren's stomach, feeling the way the triangle of hair provided friction against him; and then he quickened his pace smoothly-- it was languorous and yet it was still with a body's intent. ]

You feel so good.. please.. [ He managed to thrust out those words with his tongue, even though it was more than a whisper, his hands then slid to Bren's hands and then he grasped them and placed them over Bren's head to keep him from touching quite yet, keeping that firm little frisson of control and proving that he was the Queen...

But Bren? His consort. ]

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[Bren was quite distracted tangling his fingers through Essek's, enough that when he wound up with his hands pinned above his head, he was genuinely surprised.

Surprised, but not at all complaining. His eyes went wide, body arching off the bed, hips rolling against the drow's as he was so expertly ridden. He could feel the press of the other man's prick against his abdomen, and that was thrilling in its own way, to feel the evidence of his Master's pleasure.

Bren watched him with eyes utterly awash in awe and adoration, like the man rolling his hips and impaling himself on his throbbingly hard cock over and over again was a vision sent to him from powers beyond his comprehension. He'd never had a dream as sweet as Essek, never laid eyes on anything half so gorgeous as how the other man looked in this moment. His Master, his mate. His love, his Queen. His everything. And oh Bren would be anything and everything that Essek wished him to be, anything in his power, anything beyond.

He was dangerously close to his climax, but he would hold out, would see his lover tumble into his orgasm before he allowed himself to fall.]

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[ The urge to mate was so strong, and not only that-- it was the fruits of that mating that he desired, even though it was not something that his logical mind could comprehend; he could feel himself grow choked with pleasure-- and he slid his honey-gold soaked gaze all over Bren, staining him with the visual representation of desire, hips pinning Bren into the bed while that cock hit him so expertly against the prostate.

They had not lasted long on any of their encounters and this would be no different; now was not the time that Essek wanted to edge Bren-- no, he wanted immediate gratification.

The filthiest noses came out from Essek's lips as he struck him harder; working his mate in and out, squeezing and pulling as if there was only one goal that existed. A cry out, throwing his head back in utter abandom before finally he tumbled into his climax, ropes upon ropes of come splashing against Bren's stomach while he stormed through it and continued his movements, to ride Bren-- and those muscles, how they worked to squeeze seed out of him, so that his mate could breed him. ]

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[Filthy, obscene and like music to Bren's ears. He could listen to his Master finding his pleasure over and over again. The sound of him, the way he looked in that moment, unrestrained and uncontrolled and perfect, it was enough that he would have come from the watching alone.

The fact that his cock was in the grips of that tight passage, Essek's hole so thoroughly intent on wringing his climax out of him, of pulling him in deeper to that tight, hot body, well that just made it that much more impossible to hold back.

Bren's hips jerked up as he sought to bury himself even deeper inside the other man, spilling his seed inside him, painting that passage white with rope after rope of release that would indeed find a way to seed that waiting, fertile garden. His hands tightened around Essek's, holding on for dear life.]

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[ Essek fell forward at the force of his climax, panting heated breaths as he rested against that sweat covered chest, and then he lay there nearly limp and satiated; he had released Bren's hands and was now making himself at home there-- if he tilted his head a certain way, he could feel the scratch of Bren's beard against his cheek.

He sighed-- and it was more like a breathless hum, a melody.

Words could not convey how he felt, instead he just nuzzled against his mate, feeling for the first time during this thing like the ache within him had been filled sufficiently. There would be more fucking, of course there would be-- the seed had to be cemented in there; but for the moment he was perfectly blissed out.

He did not speak love, but he conveyed it in the soft little gestures-- the purr lodged against the back of his throat and the sweetness of Bren's body as it cushioned his own. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren had to try to catch his breath too, but it was easier to settle back to earth with the pleasant wait of Essek settling against him. Once his hands were free, his arms wound back around the other man to hold him close. He as quickly growing accustomed to holding him, coming to believe that this was where he belonged, holding and being held.

His lips slowly twitched into a smile at the sound of that hum. Essek sounded contented and sated, and Bren couldn't help the little flush of pride that stirred in him, to know that he'd satisfied his Master.

He turned his head to press his lips to Essek's forehead. They should rest, shouldn't they? He could feel slumber pulling him down, content and oh so pleasantly spent.]

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[ And Essek fell into absolute slumber alongside Bren.

Over the next few days they would establish rhythm between them together, their bodies working in heated time within each other and with Essek both taking and being taken by his pet-- it was at it's most primal stage on the third day where it was hard to get enough of each other. The stamina potions, the sedatives and the balms were welcome, with a steady supply coming in.

But ever soon it started to taper off, to abate and become less demanding as Essek emerged on the other side with it going downhill. His mind started to return thankfully and he became far more capable of rational thought. There were a few times that Adeen attempted to knock on the door however it had been met by a terse growl and a refusal to open it up.

By this point, it was hard to believe that Adeen didn't know what was going on behind closed doors. But the last day had the two of them sore, and it was much easier to lounge in bed; with the very last of the haze passing over him. Essek felt sexed out, he'd certainly had more sex in this five day span than he'd ever had in his entire life before Bren had entered it. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren was... well, more spent than any human being had ever been and lived to tell about it. But this was not a complaint. Sure, yes, he was covered in scratches and bruises and bites, but he wore them quite proudly. He could tell that his Master was surfacing from the deepest parts of this heat, and he was relieved that he seemed to be keeping up enough that Essek was not suffering for his human weaknesses.

He'd forgotten entirely about Adeen's existence save for those moments when the unwanted spouse decided to try to knock. But that had been a while since the last, and Bren had happily lost himself in Essek's presence, and was still lost in it.

Opening his eyes in the bed and finding himself wrapped around the drow and holding him close without Essek being already awake with hands or mouth starting to wander, that was the first sign that they'd survived. Bren sighed a soft, sleepy little sound and nuzzled his way against the other man's shoulder, leaving a soft, purely sweet kiss there.]

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[ Essek could feel the absence of that gnawing hunger that had been the regularity of his life for the past couple of days-- and when he heard Bren stir, he slowly turned in to face Bren; the soft smile on his lips that was tinged in a little bit of worry. ]

How are you feeling this morning?

[ There sleep had been so erratic that he wasn't even sure if it was morning, they'd fallen asleep when they needed to, ate when they required energy and that was completely set apart from diurnal and nocturnal timelines. ]

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Mm... is it morning?

[What day was it? Not that it mattered really in Bren's world. His days revolved around Essek entirely, and ran by his Master's whims and schedule. That said, he smiled sleepily at the question, reaching a hand up to trace fingertips along the smile on the drow's face -- because seeing him smile utterly melted Bren.]

I am well. Do you need something? Food? I could draw you a bath?

[Exhausted, yes, probably likely to tremble on his feet for a bit until he got his strength back, but intent on making certain that his Master was still taken care of. By him. As much as possible.]

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I am good right now, it is not my stamina that has suffered.

[ Essek said ruefully, he knew of course that his stamina was under-utilized in the fact that he did not have cause to expend it often, but Bren was human and prone to such things as exhaustion at a much shorter pace. There had been potions and salve but that was only a bridge and not wings. Resting his head on Bren's chest, he tilted his head upward-- feeling that face nuzzle against his. ]

I will have to return to the real world soon.

[ And not in this little bubble that they had created between each other, and there was a part of Essek that felt fairly bereft. ] But not for another day, I think.

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Good... I am glad you will take some time to rest still. It will do you good, I think.

[Though Bren would miss it too, the world they had carved out for themselves and only themselves these past few days. Bren would, of course, accompany his Master wherever he happened to be going, if he were allowed, so he was grateful for the rest as well.

His fingertips draw gentle, soft circles against Essek's back.]

You seem to have come back to yourself a bit more. How are you feeling?

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Well, a bit exhausted.

[ There were muscles that had not been used in a very long time, if at all. He stretched his leg and managed to hook it against a knee as if to keep his pretty pet there with him. ] I am sorry that you were caught up in that whirlwind, I did not.. ah expect something like that to happen.

[ He had not expected to go into heat and take it out on Bren's human body.

And here was Essek talking as if he had done something that may have inconvenienced him, which of course spoke quite a bit for the fact that he felt like he tended to put out a lot of people-- it was something that he generally cloaked, but the remenants of the heat had turned him vulnerable. ]

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[Oh. Quite deftly caught. Not that Bren intended on moving or putting any distance between himself and his master at all, not until he was told to, not until he was dismissed. So long as Essek would allow him, would want him he would stay close to him.

He couldn't help a confused furrow of his brow at that apology.]

I am not sorry. I am only glad that I was able to help you through it, despite my limitations.

[He owed that cleric a thank you note at a minimum honestly. And then quieter, like it was a secret he was shy about admitting.] It was exhausting, but not at all unpleasant.

[Best sex he'd ever had, clearly. ...perhaps the fifty best sex he'd ever had all one after another.]

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You were a very good boy. [ Essek said with a fond smile as he reached up to run his fingers through the spring curls of chest hair that liberally dotted that chest, it felt soothing and was such a bit of serotonin to him-- he leaned in to brush his lips against that cheek then and then lowly chuckled. ] I am glad, it was very pleasant for me too-- it was the best I have ever had.

[ He was shy admitting it as well, and in that moment he knew he'd fallen head over heels for this man who wanted to please him. He'd never had anyone completely do things for his own pleasure and honestly? It made him want to do the same. ]

I will give you anything you want.. for your amiability with this? Name it and it is yours. [ Bren could name even the smallest detail and he would make it happen. Free range of his quarters, a key to the library; absolutely anything within his power to give his Empire Pet and it was his. ]

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[Bren beamed at the sound of that chuckle. Essek was always lovely, but his Master was devastatingly beautiful when he was at ease and relaxed. The former Volstrucker turned into that brush of lips against his cheek to mimic the gesture, soft and gentle and all brimming over with affection.]

Ja? Really? I am glad.

[Glad was an understatement. Bren was glowing with the praise really.

He found himself surprised by that offer. Anything he wanted? Oh he would love free rein of the library, but that was a secondary thing really. First and foremost, the thing that came to mind was,]

May I continue sharing your bed?

[Because with Essek's heat over, perhaps there would be no need for it, but he'd grown oh so used to sleeping curled close to his Master, and did not want to lose that.]

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[ For a moment, Essek felt doubtful at the request that was tendered to him and so he propped himself up on his elbow so that he could look down at his Pet, his brows furrowed and his lips pursed in thought as a part of some tag-team effort into concentration. He continued to stroke that chest while he considered it. ]

Is that all you want?

[ To him, it did not feel sufficient for the service that Bren had provided to him; safety in such a carnal storm, the willingness to be used and likewise the conduits of pleasure that had evaporated through the both of them. ] You could have anything! Of course, I will grant that but-- why?

[ He did not understand, of course he did not, that it was an intimacy thing-- it was a love thing. ]

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[For the barest moment there was a flicker of something distinctly sad in Bren's eyes -- there and gone in the span of a blink -- as he took that questioning to be evidence for what he expected to be true, that the words of love they had traded to be artefacts of that haze and frenzy of heat and nothing more. But that was more than all right. Bren knew better than anyone else that he hardly deserved to be loved.

He would be more than happy with being useful to his Master. That would be enough. And his own feelings would slip back into the silence and secrecy of his own heart once more.

So he smiled, reaching up once more to brush fingertips along Essek's cheek.]

That is all I want, to be allowed close to you. I suppose you could say I've become spoiled.

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[ If only Essek knew the subtle bit of pain that he had caused Bren, but he did not-- because love did not come easy to him, because with the haze of heat dissipating he became more reserved and make to his normal behavior, but he could see that there was something that passed over Bren and instead he caught that wrist with his own fingertips and then he brushed his lips against the wrist lightly. ]

Then it is yours, you may stay in my bed with me.

[ Part of him wanted to make Bren happy, to see him smile again. ] I will continue to spoil you, you have been very good. [ Essek, who had been trained that he must be of 'service' to others, could not help but think of other such things as 'service-oriented', he merely thought that Bren was doing his duty to him as a good Pet.

Love was not something he knew how to comprehend. ]

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[It was enough. Bren told himself. It was more than enough to be a good and faithful pet. It was more than he deserved. So his smile softened at the assurance that he could continue to share Essek's bed, though in the next moment his breath caught softly at the brush of those lips over his wrist.

Oh. That was. There went his heart fluttering. He really did love this complicated man.]

I'm glad. I want to always be good for you, Master.

[Whatever that entailed.]

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I should feed you now.

[ Essek chuckled softly and then he pushed himself up off of Bren so that he could summon the servants to bring some food, it was a flick of a wrist and a quick mental set of directives, then he looked over his shoulder at Bren, another shy smile on his face. ] Also, it is likely that my sexual reserves are a bit depleted for a few days time, that is ah.. alright, right?

[ It meant that they would have sex again, of course they would. But now was the time for recharging, and perhaps addressing the chafing and the rug burns and all other vestiges of frantic animalistic fucking that they had engaged in. ]