"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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[zauberdecke]

[ The Shadowhand who was normally detached from everything, could not help but stake that particular claim on that which he valued above all else, he was close enough now, their abdomens pressed together and life beating underneath Essek's skin in answering call to Bren. But moreso then that, there was the matter of the arousal that curved gracefully until it was pressed against Bren's inner thigh like a beacon of transmutative desire.

Slipping his hand within the seam between clothes and skin, until finally his fingers wrapped around that cock, feeling the way that it weeped in lust for him and he stroked carefully while he caught the pulse between his teeth to lightly tug.

There would be moments where Essek's own primal being came out, and this was one of those times. He was palming and biding Bren to rise within his fingertips while he hummed his approval against such skin. ] Good boy...

[ He murmured softly, tripping downward on shaft until his fingers slick with precome cupped those balls to give them such an indolent yet affirmative squeeze. ] You've bred me, and now you get a reward Pet-- my good Empire Stud Horse.

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren could feel Essek's arousal, and gods they were both wearing too many clothes, and he wanted nothing left between them. Another whimper as those clever, elegant fingers found their way around his prick. Essek would undoubtedly feel the way his cock reacted to those two simple words. Good boy, and Bren was so hard it physically hurt.

His hips twitched towards the contact, at those delicious things that fell from Essek's lips. He had bred him, and Bren had never considered how much of a turn on that could be, but fuck it was.]

Mm... yours... I will be so good for you, always... I...

[His hand slipd down along Essek's back, catching at the fabric of his tunic and pulling it up. Gone. It needed to be gone so he could touch him properly.]

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[ At this moment Essek did not care if anyone heard him. He would not bother to cloak the sounds that would invariably be coming from the bedroom, just in case there were anyone who was noisy as to the state of affairs. He shifted with his arms up so that Bren could pull his tunic off of him, while he was pulling off trousers, first one leg and then the other and maneuvering in such a way that Bren would not have to shift too much.

Those were ceremoniously tossed off to the side and then he leaned in to press another kiss to that chest, right over the heart. There was the matter of his pants of course, but those could be attended too, right now his hand resumed the it's wrap around cock to stroke downward, and carry the slickness even further down, to balls and then lower still.

To a tight hole that desperately needed attention.

He could feel it quivering underneath his ministrations. ] You are begging for me, aren't you Pet? You desire to be one with me? As close as two people can be?

[ausgebrannt]

[Let the world hear. Let Adeen hear and know that whatever he had plotted had clearly been thwarted. Bren was alive and there would be no mistaking that, not with the fact that Bren could not seem to keep quiet. Not that he was trying to stifle himself at all right now.

He was far too preoccupied in ridding Essek of his tunic, and then running his hands over that soft, lavender skin, finer than silk beneath his touch. He was so caught up he couldn't quite keep up with what happened to his trousers, just glad that they were gone, and not in the way.

His legs shifted wider apart as those fingers found his hole, all eager desire. Bren nodded fitfully.]

I am, please... I want you. I need you inside me, Master. I need to feel you that clos. I need you to fuck me, claim me, please. Oh please.

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[ He smeared the hole with his own precome soaked, making a rhythmic circle around the ridges and then slipping a single finger within, feeling that tightness squeeze him while he started to rub the inside walls; he did not need this preparation-- he'd certainly used Bren's hole enough. But he found that he loved the feeling of those walls wrapped around him squeezing.

It also suited him to take care of his Pet in all the ways that mattered.

Slowly he worked it in and out while he murmured soothing words in Undercommon, things that meant 'patience' and 'soon'; admonishing him not to be such a greedy slut. Things that Essek had spoken to Bren in Undercommon before, so those words would be familar to him.

In fact, Bren was getting the grand tour of filthy language in the drow dialect. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren moaned, a soft and sweet sigh of relief as that finger pressed inside him. He'd meant the pleading. He needed to feel Essek inside him, to be joined together with him in this intimate way, to chase pleasure together because they were here and alive and together.

His hips shifted with the motion of Essek working his hole open, and he murmured soft, breathless responses to those words, filthy as they were, slipping between Common and the pieces of Undercommon he knew -- and knew quite well by now.]

Mm... I am trying to be patient, Master. I need you to fuck me. I need to be full of you... I am a greedy slut, but I am your greedy slut.

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My greedy slut and my greedy Mate--

[ He murmured approvingly as he bit at the lobe of an ear, fucking his finger deeper inside of Bren, until his long slender feelings was pressing up against that bundle of nerves hidden deep inside, he wanted to feel Bren spasm with the pleasure that would be overwhelming; while Essek was content in the knowledge that he had caused it.

A certain gloating smugness would allow him to feel rather smug with himself. ]

Soon.. I will have you soon, but if you come-- you can come again, because I've forced double orgasms out of you, I know what you are capable of Pet. [ He also knew quite well what his lover's limits were. ]

[ausgebrannt]

Your mate...

[Bren agreed, and gods he loved the way it sounded, for Essek to call him his, whatever sort of his that might be. Mate though, that was a bond that could not be denied, especially now, knowing that somehow their mating had actually created that spark of life that Essek carried with him now.]

My mate... my love, please...

[He was begging still, voice breathless and rising in a soft cry as those fingers moved inside him, found that spot and massaged against it relentlessly. Essek would feel Bren's hole clamp down around his digits, even as the Zemnian man arched of the bed.]

Yes, Master.... I... for you I can...

[Which was good because he was teetering on that edge already, a breath away from coming if Essek continued to touch him. His fingers curled against the drow's back, dragging in a slow scratch along his skin, clinging to him a bit desperately.]

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[ Essek was relentless in the way that he moved, just as Bren lamented; and yet he was thorough too and eager for more of that orgasm that he knew would blossom from Bren-- the sort of reaction that he was desperate for; wanting to please his lover beyond all capabilities. His mouth a fire against Bren's then, swallowing those cries while he joined a finger.

Deeper and deeper, his fingers fucked his Mate in distinct time to the arching of hips up off of bed, a purr part growl flowing from his lips, more 'good boys' and 'sweet mates' while he fucked against that blatant praise kink just as unceasingly. ]

That is good, be good for me.. come for me Chathtiu.

[ It was not a begging statement, it was a command just as 'stay wtih me had been' and Essek expected to be obeyed flawlessly. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Essek was making a mess of him, with those clever fingers and that relentless praise. What hope did Bren have of resisting that even if he had wanted to? None, and resistance was the farthest thing from his mind in that moment. So when those words -- that unmistakable command -- reached his ears, he was ready to obey, and he did.

His back arched sharply, a bowstring drawn taut as he cried out a wordless sound of bliss, coming and coming apart, striping his stomach and Essek's with his seed, lips parted around a pleasured moan.]

Master...

[He tilted his chin to beg another kiss, a brush of his lips against Essek's that was a clear plea for a more substantial taste of his mouth.]

[zauberdecke]

[ There were many Masters who witheld pleasure from their pets, after all they were there to serve and please-- self-fufilled release was oftimes not in the cards - but Essek had seen rather early that Bren would withold his own pleasure out of punishment.

Which was why Essek was so focused on pushing the plateau of what his Pet was capable of, so he sighed happily at that first release and then leaned down to press their mouths together, tasting the seasoning of desire that dripped from lips, and lapping with tongue . ] That is my good breeder stud, so eager to please--

[ speaking against the crevices of lips, hearing those words being carried on my the winds of whimpers and sighs. He pulled his fingers out of that still quaking entrance and then he replaced it with the head of his cock ]

Beg for it, beg for my cock-- Firefly.

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren panted softly in the wake of his release, a soft whine of sound as Essek's fingers slipped free, the sudden feeling of emptiness that needed to be filled, to feel his Master inside him. He leaned up to chase those lips even as they spoke such sweet, if somewhat filthy, praise.

He was eager to please, and oh so quick to obey.]

Please, Master... I need it. I need your cock inside me. I need you to fill me up. Fuck me until I can't remember my name.

[His hands run up along Essek's side, up until one can tangle in his hair, the other resting against the drow's chest.]

Please. Breed me until I'm overflowing with your come.

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[ There was no sweeter sound then that begging that Bren spoke to the wind, and so he leaned in closer, feeling that mouth plead against his own; another kiss deep and breathless as he shifted so that he could spread those thighs and then he was between them, and he was pushing into that sweet like butter hole that parted for him so willingly, and inch by inch until finally he could go no further.

A proper hilting for his Bren.

He hummed words that Bren could taste as he only shifted a little bit. He was not very girthy but he did make up due to length which was nearly effortless in how it rested against that spot; and at which point when he started to move, that was when the pleasure would come nearly uncontrollable.

Whatever Bren wanted? Bren would recieve; and he would settle deep inside as his tongue went exploring against lips and Bren's tongue, desiring to taste his lover like a litany of prayer. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren leaned up to chase his Master's lips, sipping sweetly of them even as his own lips parted to welcome the hunger of that kiss. He let his tongue slide along the other man's, hot and slick and tasting like paradise. Bren could feel how his own heart hammered in his chest, the way his body thrummed, oversensitive but still intensely turned on.

He was alive. And he was with the man he loved, who loved him. His mate. Who was moving inside him, as his body yielded to that intrusion, welcomed it, hole fluttering, gripping at his length as if to pull him deeper inside.

It was when Essek was fully hilted inside him, and he could feel that maddening pressure against his prostate, his aching and spent cock that hadn't fully softened and was stirring back to life. His fingers gripped at Essek's back, holding tightly, nails pressing to skin. A groan as he broke from that kiss to gasp for breath.]

Please... Master... Oh please...

[zauberdecke]

[ Had Essek ever heard such sweet words as the ones that came from Bren's lips at this moment? They were absolutely stripped back and slightly maddened with lust but the sound and harmony of them was like a dance of fire across the night skies. He tasted Bren on his mouth, heightened with pleasure and he danced with them while he pushed deep inside, a steady rolling sensation as he felt Bren's cock continue unflaggingly against his own stomach.

Certainly that was a product of all the stamina potions that the other man had consumed.

And then he pulled back for but an inch and then slammed back inside, the skin of his thighs slapping against Bren's as he worked to squeeze every single drop of pleasure, including every sigh and groan fromm that mouth so that he could consume it. His mate, his love.

Pinning the other man against the bed, the tight entrance squeezing him and rendering him breathless, his goal was to make it so that the other man's orgasm was wrung from him, so that he would lay limp and spent against the coverlets- he thought of burrowing himself in those arms and kissing him to sleep too though that was a romantic part of his own musings that he did not dwell on too much. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[Bren arched, hips rolling to meet Essek's, that hard slam of a thrust drawing a cry from his lips, wordless and pleasured, eager for this, for more. It was thoroughly delicious to be trapped between the other man and the bed, caught up in everything about him.

It was the first time Essek had taken him face to face, and being able to cling to his lover, to kiss him and watch the way those beautiful features reacted to pleasure.]

My love... I...

[He trailed off into a moan that failed to be words but spoke quite poignantly of pleasure, of an ecstasy that would leave him utterly spent and sated. Bren hooked one leg over the drow's hips, urging him on, clinging to him for dear life.]

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[ My love, what a sweet sound-- even more sweet was the way that he could see every emotion reflected in those summer blue eyes; the love there and the regard. His own heart swelling with emotion as he moved an arm underneath to cup against the back of neck, tangling in hair. He leaned downward so that he could catch a lower lip between his teeth and then he lightly nibbled though not hard enough to cause any true pain.

Their bodies moved in tandem like waves into the shore, a tsunami of pleasure.

He pushed, angling himself into that spot again and again while Bren squeezed the utter life out of him; he was hissing his pleasure against mouth while he fucked his mate thoroughly, so that there would be no doubt who he belonged to. Possessiveness overtook him, but also a need never to let go ever again. No one would tear them apart, certainly not Adeen-- he would see to that.

While he delved into Bren, he thought of almost losing him and perhaps that caused his movements to quicken, absolutely proving to Bren that he would protect him, that he would love and cherish him. It went without saying of course that Bren would do the same to him.

Even though Essek perhaps did not consider himself to be the cherishing type. ]

[ausgebrannt]

[How amazing to be alive, in this moment, with this beautiful creature, to be loved and in love. To be starting a family together. Bren would need a while for that to truly settle, would have questions. Only about how it happened and how long they would have before there was a baby, what he could do to help Essek through the pregnancy how he could be there for him.

So many questions.

But right now his head had no thoughts in it except for Essek and how good it felt to be ruined by that cock driving inside him. He clung to his mate tightly, crying out again and again, soft sobs of pleasure knocked from him with each decadently obscene thrust of that prick so deep into him.]

Master... I am close... I can feel you... please....

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[ The drow's mouth caught on fire against Bren's, it was an easy think to come especially with the way those walls beautifully squeezed around him in a melody that his prick responded to, one throb and then two attempting to divest him of his orgasm. A tense breath between kisses as his hips jerked deeper and deeper, hitting that spot over and over again.

The slide started to smooth out and perhaps that was the generous precome that had coated those walls in preparation for his seed.

Shifting so as to push Bren's leg back only a little bit, the thighs of his body trembling and then that desperate whine sent him directly over the edge until he became a mess, an utter climactic mess buried deep inside with his come painting those walls as if the Pet was fine art for him to swathe. And then he panted, not stopping until Bren had come again against him, until he had been ruined completely and thoroughly. ]

[ausgebrannt]

A..ah!

[Another cry, hands scrabbling for purchase against Essek's back, feeling like the rest of the world was falling away entirely, leaving him and the drow the only things remaining in the vast universe around them. He moved, pliant, spread even wider for Essek, so that those next thrusts somehow struck some place even deeper inside him, filled him even more fully.

But it was feeling Essek losing himself, filling him with his seed, that was what sent Bren tumbling over the edge once more himself. His lips parted around a keen of wordless bliss. He arched sharply, muscles clamping down around the prick still buried deep inside him as if he would not release him until he'd been sure that his master had spilled the last of his seed inside him.

Meanwhile Bren made more of a mess between them, adding to the seed he'd spilled across their stomachs not long before.]

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[ The weight of Essek did not take away the intensity of Bren's earthquake, rather he felt the vibration of his lover underneath him, felt the seed spiill and make a mess of the two of them. And then he finally relaxed as the wave was ridden out between them. A brush of his lips right against the jawline and then a sigh of contentment.

It felt good to be together like this, to get out the stress of almost losing Bren.

Their bodies collided fully and he knew that he was inadvertently smearing mess between them, he hummed and did not even have the inclination to get up and leave Bren alone; the weight would be a thing for a little longer. The afterglow was a much more pressing matter between them, and now would be the perfect time perhaps to discuss what they would do and other such things. ]

I will not lose you, Bren.

[ He said this with conviction against the skin of Bren's jawline. ] You are mine.

[ausgebrannt]

[They were a mess, but Bren was not dreaming of complaining. He didn't want to let Essek move even so much as an inch away from him. Not now, not in this moment, in the afterglow and all its relief. In feeling alive and wanted and loved again. He wrapped his arms tighter around the drow, not willing to let him go.]

Yours. And only yours. I do not wish to be lost.

[He'd only just recently gotten used to being truly found, here in the circle of his Master's arms.]

You are... we are really having a child?

[Really?]

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Drow biology is a little bit different I suppose-- but yes, we are having a child together; it is very rare and a male can only procreate underneath the effects of a True Mate, in which well-- I suppose you are mine.

[ They bonded for life, and Essek knew that he would be with Bren forever now, he was quite content to have that lot in life. ]

Because of this, I will be moving out of this household-- I do not wish for us to raise our child here. [ Not with Adeen in the same house, not when there was much suspicion with what happened to his pet. ]

[ausgebrannt]

A True Mate...

[Bren echoed in undisguised wonder. Then he had been the reason for Essek's heat striking? And really had been the one that Essek had truly wanted to be with him through it? It felt strangely surreal, for something so amazing to be true for someone like him. He in no way deserved anything this wonderful. He deserved...

Ah but the dreamlike memory of seeing his mother's face, of hearing her voice, of something like forgiveness. Could... could he deserve this second chance? Deserve having a family?

He moved to press his face against Essek's neck, nodding.]

I think that is wise. I will kill him if he tries to touch you. ...I will kill him harder if he so much as looks in our child's direction.

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[ Essek shifted against Bren and then he very softly took up that hand and then he lay back on his back and pressed the flat of Bren's hand against his abdomen, there was nothing there at this point in time, but there was a little fluttering something inside which was theirs. He smiled fondly, perhaps even a trifle softly. ]

I will keep you to that, I do not mind so much myself-- after all it has never been uncommon for Adeen to ah, objectify myself-- but he will not look at our child, not even in passing.

[ Then Essek's hands curled around Bren's, giving the top of it a warm squeeze. ] This is yours just as much as mine.. ours.