ScarletTears + MidiZ- Master and Slave PRPG- Play

Arthur nodded.
"It's not like we have a choice..." Their faces inched closer. "and I'll be alright with you here..."

Ayden smiled, pressing his lips against Fulture's in a quick, needy kiss. His hands inching towards Arthur's...problem.
"Lay back," he muttered, "We can make Skylar go away. Just you. and me. That's all that mattered now."

Arthur melted onto the bedsheets, entirely focused on Ayden, not noticing the vampire walking around to the side to get a better view. All that mattered was Ayden, and any time contact was given to the place he needed it most, he let Ayden know.
"Ahh..nng..Ayden!" He choked out breathlessly as hands caressed his inner thighs.

Ayden smirked, "Not yet."
He straddled Arthur and started to kiss him in earnest, hands moving from his thigh and stroking down the pale chest feeling every ridge beneath his fingers. His hands moved back up, fingers that could so easily kill gently pinching the boys nipples.
"Is this okay?" He whispered, kissing a line from his mouth to his ear.

Arthur replied with a satisfied moan, arching his back up for more contact. His eyes were shut and he was panting. It was the most pleasure he had felt in his life, and with someone like Ayden's strong fingers doing all the work, he was in paradise.

Ayden moved his hands down again to fiddle with the button on Arthur's shorts. His own trousers were getting increasingly tight so he ground his hips down onto Arthur's desperate for a little friction between them.

"AH! Oh please...please...do it again..." He ground his hips upwards in circular motions, before lazily opening his eyes and dragging his own fingers down Ayden's waist to the hem of his shorts.

Ayden moaned a little at Arthur's butterfly light touch. He threw his head back, hands still struggling to rid Arthur of his shorts as his hips ground in time with Arthur's.

Arthur helped to kick his shorts off, before moving on to Ayden's, tiny fingers not only undoing them, but teasing him at the same time. His eyes never came away from Ayden's face. He was reading the older boy's reactions, trying to find out what he liked.

Ayden's eyes fluttered shut at Arthur teased him, he moaned bucking his hips forward into Arthur's waiting hands, needing more friction before this boy drove him insane with his soft touches.

Arthur looked up at the pale content face and propped himself up. As he finished undoing Ayden's shorts, he traced his tongue along the boy's tattoos.

Ayden moaned even more, moving his arms to tangle his hands in Arthur's hair. The boy's feather like touch over his tattoo felt so good, it had been years since he'd been touched like this by anyone, let alone another man.

Arthur impatiently tugged of the older boy's shorts and threw them to the floor. His hand caressed the mound of flesh between them, before deciding on his next move, and making his way down Ayden's stomach.

Ayden's breath hitched in his throat as Arthur came closer and closer to his leaking cock. He kept his hands tangled in Arthur's hair to maintain one shred of control.

Arthur looked up one final time, eyes wide in a look that was almost apologetic, before he stuck his tongue out, licking the head of Ayden's cock. A hand wrapped around the base and pumped slowly as Arthur became more explorative, wrapping his lips around the shaft and moving his head up and down.

Ayden squirmed a little, laying back to give Arthur more access. He used one hand to control Arthur's movements on his dick while the other one clutched the silt bed sheets.

Arthur got faster, teasing the underside with his tongue, connecting his hand with his lips as he pumped. He wanted Ayden to make noise so badly. He kept looking up, checking on Ayden's face, making sure he was doing it right.

Ayden bucked forward, he was so close. So, so close. All of his control was gone from the situation but he was okay with that.

Skylar suddenly talked.
"Stop, Fluture." Arthur didn't want to, the pain of it was obvious, but he did as instructed. As they looked at the vampire they realised he had been enjoying the show. He nodded to Arthur.
"You are to lie back." He did as asked. Skylar then turned to Ayden, smirking, with a random glass of what Ayden hoped was red wine in his hand.
"And you are to take him."

Ayden pushed Arthur so he was lying back on the bed. He straddle the boy's hips once again and pulled him in for a needy kiss.

There was no hesitation, no doubt this time. Arthur accepted the kiss, tracing his fingers down Ayden's sides.
"Do it. Please..."

(P.S., can I please make Arthur a masochistic little bitch? It'll work well with the two power players in the room.)

(Go for it.)

Ayden brought his hand up to Arthur's mouth, nudging it open with his fingertips.
"I'm not taking you dry," Ayden said, breath hot in the boy's ear, "Make it better like this, I promise."

Arthur grabbed his fingers and lacquered them up, using as much saliva as possible to make the whole situation go faster. He NEEDED Ayden, Needed him inside of him.
"Please, hurry..." He moaned, eyes hazy, as the fingers left his tongue, connected by a string of spit.

Ayden smiled as Arthur spread his legs without being asked to. He crouched in between finding his hole and pushing one finger in as slowly as he could considering it was taking all his mental powers to stop himself taking Arthur right there with no preparation at all.

It stung. He clenched his eyes shut. This had never happened to him before. Once the stinging stopped, the pleasure started.
"Move. Please, move." Arthur snapped his hips down on Ayden's hand to make a point.