TEST DRIVE MEME #18

[penancemods]

Arrival

You remember a dream.

Or maybe nightmare is more accurate.

It was full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. There's a voice that feels like it's coming from all around you at once. Contrasting with the nightmare unfolding around you, it's smooth as silk. It makes you want to listen with every bit of attention you can muster in the moment.

"Judgement has come upon you, but not to worry. It can still be undone."

The voice promises you redemption for your sins. It promises you a better life and everything you could ever want, if only you just stop struggling so much.

And so you do.

Everyone wakes up in the same room initially. The room is done up in red with a cushy bed, a window, an old TV in the corner on a desk, and a few Hieronymus Bosch paintings lining the wall. There's a bathroom to clean up in and any belongings will be sat around the room to be gathered later. There's a duffel bag provided for your convenience.

After feeling a sensation of falling or dropping onto the bed, characters wake up feeling like they've just slept for a week. Their body will feel heavy and stiff, and they'll have a massive headache at first.

They'll quickly notice the list of their sins written with their blood on a bedside table on an old piece of parchment. This will mean the list is tied to them and can't be changed or tampered with. They'll also receive their device to connect with others and the network. It won't be anything terribly fancy. As a matter of fact, it looks like a very old Blackberry type phone.

Once characters are ready to leave the room, they'll head down long, winding halls. They're dimly lit and have an ominous feeling. They may encounter fellow sinners or demonic staff that will direct the newcomer down to the lobby to get their actual room key to settle in. The staff may be pushy, or they may border on courteous. It really just depends on the mood of the staff at the time and how they're treated in return. Eventually, everyone comes to stairs that lead downward.

Once down to the lobby, you'll notice the front desk manned by a demon who looks bored out of its mind. To the side of him is the door to the kitchen, where guests may help themselves. To the right is a small duty free shop that seems to have a surprisingly normal, expected stock of items. Look around a bit further, there will be a tiny bar tucked in through a corner door. It seems pretty well-stocked and best of all, there's a demonic bartender who seems to know how to mix any drink you can imagine (and a few you can't). Of course there's some seating, bar games, and a jukebox tucked in the corner if you'd rather stay and socialize a bit. There's also a new addition of a karaoke machine.

Please note that all the songs on the jukebox are appropriately hell-themed. Hopefully Sympathy for the Devil is universally loved.


Stand Your Ground

Rise and shine, dear guests! The weather outside is as frightful as it's ever been, oddly cold. Colder than it was even at this time last year, but it seems to match the mood of the staff. Another sinner uprising, another looming threat of outsiders wanting to wreck Hell, and the staff is understandably exhausted and down in the dumps. Still, they seem to be at least trying to spread the Halloween cheer with more decorations! Gaudy decorations are in every square inch of the hotel, along with some unique looking jack-o-lanterns that seem to watch you wherever you go!

There are even some absolutely cute little turnip ones from the old timer demons who insist it's the only way for it to be done!

Lucifer and Lilith are both curiously missing in action at this time. If asked, the staff will helpfully explain that there were poltergeists and then one of the sinners lost it and tried to take over Hell, again. They'll also complain at length about how absolutely ridiculous it is that anyone thinks they're capable of ruling this place over Lucifer himself. Feel free to try to escape the incoming rant! But either way, the big guy in Hell is apparently putting up more barriers to prevent things like this from happening in the future!

And to handle an outside threat called The Veiled Order apparently, but don't you worry about them! They're simply not important at the moment and absolutely not not planning a bit attack soon. Nope.

New arrivals (and old!) should enjoy the rather expansive breakfast the demons have made in the dining hall. There will be plenty of breakfast foods ranging from bacon to pancakes to donuts and anything in between to encourage indulgence. There's no need to hold back now, right? You're already dead! So eat up all that unhealthy food and maybe add something a little bit stronger to your coffee than just plain cream! No one is judging around here, especially when there's a few bottles of top shelf alcohol available next to the coffee station.

And if one thing isn't frowned upon in Hell, it's gluttony. No one will judge if you want a taste of human flesh or cute kitten out of curiosity or anything.

Staff will encourage guests to take it easy. Things have been rough lately, and they're only bound to get rougher!


Reach Up High

Prompt I: Jesus Wept

WARNINGS: mutilation, blood, torture, extreme gore.

Somewhere from within the hotel is an ominous rumble behind a closed door. This time, it isn't from any wayward mages or ill-timed bombing attempts, but the unlocking of a previously forbidden room. There are eerie screams from within, followed by menacing laughter as the door swings open of its own accord. The room within is painted in nothing but darkness and a thick fog.

For those who would dare approach, they will be able to make out the outlines of chains hanging in wait from the ceiling, but most other details are obscured. There may be a brief flash of figures in the shadows, the stench of blood. This feels like a bad idea, but sinners are drawn forward anyway. There's something of a promise inside this room... something new and exciting, greater than anyone is capable of imagining!

You know what they say about curiosity and the cat, don't you?

Before common sense can win out, guests will find themselves pulled into the room and hear the gut-wrenching slam of the heavy door behind them. Once inside, guests will be able to make out the torn apart bodies on the ground, halved or nothing but splatters of guts and bone. Despite all logic, some will still be writhing and moaning still. Whether in pleasure or pain, it's difficult to tell

Look closer still and sinners may notice one has managed to scrawl with their bloody handprint:

There are no limits.

It may feel as if reading those words puts things into motion. Suddenly, one of the poor sinners will find the chains lashing out, hooks sinking in deep as they find their purchase on their bodies and pull. They will find themselves pulled into an almost gruesome mockery of a crucifixion pose. Arms drawn up, legs held in place. Clothes may be torn or shredded as their unmarked bodies are marred with the hooks. Flesh and muscle stretch under the strain. Fortunately, it doesn't go further.

Not yet.

"My dear guests, we haven't explored the depths to which pain can show our true selves in a while, have we? And with all the energy flowing around our little community, I had more than enough time to prepare this surprise for all of you. This is a room that had been locked off for a while now, and my children trapped within have found themselves rather bored lately," Lucifer's voice rings out within both ears of the sinners, eerily reassuring despite the hellscape in front of them.

"I want to show you the lengths Hell used to go to, the pain and pleasure mix of true torment. It's in suffering that we find our true selves. I do firmly believe that. We find out who we're meant to be, what we're meant to be, giving and receiving pain. Help one another and you will be set free!"

The fog dissipates enough to reveal a table nearby full of all sorts of horrifying instruments. Paddles, whips, some of them barbed in nauseating ways. There's wax to melt, knives. Needles to pierce flesh with. There are instruments that deliver enough electric current into the recipient to hurt and leave them writhing, gags for when their cries become too much.

"Next to your instruments, you will find a list of sins and wrongdoings your lovely captive has done in their lives, both here and back home. Read it and punish accordingly. Remember, there is freedom in humiliation as well as pain. Force them to see who they truly are inside. There's also redemption to be found in the punishment. You are delivering God's divine justice! You are God's hand! He will be so pleased..."

In the shadows, there are those same figures standing in wait, ready to manipulate the hooks.

"You will have no more than four attempts to carry out your punishment. Failure or refusal to do so will result in another hook driving into our poor bound soul here. After your four attempts, I am sorry to say they will be torn apart by my friends in the shadows with you, and you will have murder added to the list of sins tainting you. It would be such a needless shame to fail at this, wouldn't it? And who knows, perhaps you'll find you adore this path..."

There's a short laugh from Lucifer, as if he just made a brilliant joke. "Succeed in your punishment and you will both be released with one more sin removed from your list. Don't worry about any injuries... there are bandages and other aids available just outside. Now, my darlings, go have fun."

[As this is a Hellraiser based prompt, feel free to assume anything with a sadomasochistic bent to it can be found within the room. Attacking the demons controlling the chains will not stop them. They seem to be invulnerable to attacks and are only there to observe and add additional hooks when they deem fit. When a punishment is deemed worthy enough to release the hooked partner is left up to player discretion, but a character is only allowed to fail a punishment four times before they have to witness a horribly gory scene.]


Prompt II: Let's Play a Game

WARNINGS: mutilation, blood, torture.

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. These are words from my Father's own book, preaching the ever so present importance of putting one's own worth below that of his fellow man. So very poetic, yes? And heroic. Only the truly good would be so selfless. Fortunately, I'm not asking you to kill yourselves here. Not exactly, at least." Lucifer's voice rings out within the sinner's heads, warm and coaxing as it ever is.

"No, I am only asking that you practice the art of self-sacrifice with your fellow penitents. We're going to play a little bit of a game. You're all familiar with escape rooms, yes? Well, it's like that... don't worry, you'll figure it out soon enough."

Spare a Pint Awakening in a room with a single box in the center of it, sinners find themselves wearing a tight collar with a clock ticking down. They have fifteen minutes to place their hands inside the box. They'll soon learn that it's full of sharp objects ready to cut. Upon further inspection, they'll find two glass bottles attached below.

They must spare a few pints of blood each, it turns out.

Once time is up, if they haven't suceeded, spikes will pop out from the collar and embed in their necks. This will result in both participants nearly bleeding out before demons tend to them. Any scarring will be permanent.

Free the Angel Suspended in the air, one sinner will find themselves outfitted with the most devilish device. Brackets have been connected to their ribcage, dug in deep as their bare skin stands out to expose the horrors. There are only fifteen minutes before the trap trips and rips open their chest. To save them, the other sinner must remove a key from a bowl of acid before the timer reaches zero and unlock a mechanism on the device. If they fail to do so, not only will the poor soul bound experience excruciating pain, kept alive through some unnatural means, but the other will suddenly feel as if their insides are twisting in on themselves.

Sinners will be patched up afterwards, but the bound will have a scar that remains on their chest as a reminder to both parties.

Lucifer will explain the rules of each game to the guests very thoroughly and offer whatever reassurances he can. As promised, all sinners will be healed properly after completing their tasks, whether they succeed or not. Even those who find their insides unfortunately on the outside.

If guests turn on one another, they will additionally be punished with a sin from their list branded upon their skin somewhere and fail any sort of redemption offered this round.


Follow Me Down

Prompt I: Monster Mash

WARNINGS: sex, drugs, alcohol, dub-con.

Hell is having a party and absolutely nothing can stop it. It seems like it may possibly be a days long event too, if the way things are going is anything to judge. There are tacky Halloween decorations spilling from the hotel out into the streets, trailing towards the club and other locations. Demons are partying everywhere, there's lively music. It's like a rather twisted Hell take on a block party. Beer and other refreshments flow freely, there's food and candy, and fires lit around the area for warmth (or s'mores, or whatever demons may want to cook over a fire!).

In the hotel lobby, there have been racks upon racks of costumes set up for people to choose from. These include all the usual things ranging from fictional characters, sexy versions of everything, lingerie, masquerade masks, and outfits for entirely anonymous adventures. If character won't don a costume willingly or are unfamiliar with Halloween, the demons have zero qualms forcing it in whatever ways work. Multiple costume changes throughout the partying, however, is allowed.

For party activities, there are live demonic bands playing at various points in Penance (and they welcome those who want to join in!), various party games such as bobbing for apples (although 'apple' here is used loosely. At times, they may be substituted with feet or human hearts or whatever is around), pin the wings on the angel, rounds of 7 Minutes in Heaven and spin the bottle, as well as pumpkin carving contests. There's also a stage set up if guests desire to show off their costumes (or take them off).

As usual, there's plenty of food and drink, including all the questionable ones like human flesh or blood. There may be a roasted Squonk or two available. There's also every drug available that someone could want, including Frenzy that's free of charge.

There's a round of trick or treating going on throughout Penance as well. Go to the club or bar, or any other establishment and you'll find demons ready to hand out their treats or tricks. It may be drugged candy, regular candy, small trinkets, or other useful objects. Tricks may be decidedly less fun, ranging from a swat with a cane, a cut with a knife (non-life threatening this time around!), or just cruel comments that seem to hit too far close to home while the demons around enjoy a hearty chuckle. Don't worry, it's all for fun!

In the bar, there's the jukebox playing some spooky new music, as well as karaoke. Bar games such as darts, pool, poker, etc. are also all available. It may include succubi trying to start a rousing round of strip poker, but that's just the risk you run in Hell!


Prompt II: Dig Your Fingers Into Flesh

WARNINGS: sex, bdsm, pet play, human furniture, dubcon, noncon, drug use.

Club Penance seems to continuing the new gimmick! Themed nights. This night's theme is: Leather and Lace, Bring on the Mace. Guests who enter the adult oriented side of the club will notice the incubi and succubi who serve in it are clad in skimpy lace numbers or seductive leather. They may be seen sporting clamps or other toys, leather masks, etc. They will eagerly encourage all who enter to join in the fun and games.

On their trays, they offer drinks and drugs of all sorts. Shows are being put on on the stage as usual, the offer of sex demos with guest participation are still on the table.

As usual, these demons play under respectable rules, safe words and all. They will also gladly exit the stage and let guests entirely run the show. They're on their best behavior tonight, even if the natural aphrodisiacs they give off seem to be amped up

Guests who refused to dress up may also find their clothes randomly changing into something more appropriate or being forcibly changed by a demon who may be a bit too into the theme! Ah, well, no need to worry too much. There will be costumes and lingerie to slip on to go home in. There's absolutely nothing wrong with a walk of shame back to the hotel in nothing but a thong, they'll assure. It's just another night in Hell.

For those who are really adventurous, there are also special concoctions that the club offers. These include:

Frenzy ○ The drug will be given to anyone anyone who asks for it. It can be snorted, injected, taken in pill form, or smoked given user preference.

Despite the questionable name, guests who partake really will feel the best they've possibly ever felt. They won't need sleep or to rest, but they won't necessarily feel the strain on their bodies either. They'll be full of energy and their mood will be amazing with no hint of nightmares or dreams anywhere.

The demons won't let anyone come down either, not once they've started and not until they're told a guest doesn't want any more.

Even then, they may still try to convince them otherwise. It's a party for as long as you can go, or until you completely burn out, it seems.

But with all good things come bad. It seems a side-effect of the drug is an actual frenzy as well. A frenzy for sex or violence or anything a character might want that they deny themselves on the regular. They'll feel this growing hunger, this ravenous need to have and to claim everything they think is theirs.

Some may even fade away into an almost animalistic sort of state.

The more the guest takes, the more they'll experience this sensation. Fighting it won't help either. Though they did sort of bring that one on themselves, didn't they?

Other symptoms of coming down won't be too different to those of other drugs. Fatigue, depression. Guests will begin to feel the effects of staying up for so long without rest or stopping to take care of themselves. They may also feel a certain longing for more, but it can be fought off with enough strength of will.

The drug isn't free either. The succubi expect to be paid in energy or through actual work in the club.

Bond ○ A potion that will bond guests together the minute one speaks to the other. The encouragement is that this should be done consensually, but the demons won't necessarily be checking. Once bonded, guests will feel what the one who took the potion feels. This includes pain and pleasure both with effects lasting a full night. Give someone the most intense pleasure of their lives or torture them until they beg for mercy!

For a really intense experience, both participants can consume the potion with mutual effects.

A special section of the club has been set back up to follow the theme! Within the area, there are pillory stocks and other restraints set up with demons and random club goers alike restrained and naked. Some of these will be stand-alone, some of these will be attached to beds, etc. A list of sins will be written on a blackboard sat near the sinner and a plethora of toys will be available. The selection will range from knives, candles, ice, impact toys, clamps, gags, etc. There will also be plugs, beads, dildos, and anything else one could want if they desire to add a little pleasure to the pain.

On the blackboards will contain a list of sins for characters and will typically be over the top and sex-based in nature, ranging from claims of promiscuity to selfishness in bed to specific taboo sex acts they enjoy. It can also include a few non-sexual ones, depending on the mood of the demon who wrote it. It may include other misdeeds done while in Penance. Expect it all to be humiliating or uncomfortable in some way or another.

For those who aren't into that, there's also a lovely display of human (or demon!) furniture to enjoy. Some of it may be familiar faces who are forced to maintain this position for however long others deem fit. Come sit on a face or two, or see if you can make someone fail at being a human statue. There may be a little pet play go on, a little denial play.

We won't talk about what it takes to be let into the rest room tonight...

For the dance oriented portion of the club, the theme is a little more lax. Instead of outright fetish wear, patrons may be offered revealing clubwear instead. Things that will look mesmerizing in the lights of the club ranging from neon colors to clothes that seem to flash on the dance floor. The music will be thrumming in the air, pumping down to your very bones as you dance the night away, and all patrons will feel good. It will feel as if they could actually dance all night if they so wanted, even without the aid of any drugs.

It will be an all night rave with all the party drugs and drinks one could want! Live music plays all night. The band also loves to receive requests, so knock yourself out! They seem to strangely know any song they're asked to play.

Knock yourself out, give up any care in the world and have fun. You're already in Hell, so don't you deserve to feel good for a while?


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[invicto]

Yes. I've been there before.

[ He didn't sound too fazed by it. It was just how this place worked, and with how long he'd been in this place, he'd been through all manner of torture, from clowns to acid bowls. Pain, injury, none of it was any worse than the torture he'd been put through even back in his own universe, on a number of occasions. ]

Certainly always patched me up just fine, [ He observed. And true to form, his body may bear a number of scars, but none that came from one of those rooms with traps and tricks for the sinners to take.

But he didn't like this. Why heal him, and not Steve? Why leave him like this, not even halfway through the process? His frown deepened, set into something sour and displeased, though it wasn't aimed at Steve. ]

Come on. Let's go to your room and patch that up.

[ No way they were going to fuck now with Steve's arm in that state. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

[His expression said it all, how he felt about knowing James had suffered. It didn't matter which side the man had been on, he'd suffered. And Steve hadn't been there to save him. That would always hurt, not being there when James needed him period. It was a relief to hear James say he'd been patched up though. Thank god for that. Steve had a feeling Lucifer was trying to teach him a lesson for being such a goodie two shoes. And threatening him. Couldn't forget that.

Wouldn't surprise him people who threaten the devil get a lot less of the nice healing. He was just surprised it had taken so long to kick in. Steve never expected no reprisals for all his loud anti-Lucifer talk and actions.]

[He opened his mouth to object and then shut it and stood up. His arm was as good as it could get without a miracle. His body could only do so much so fast, and he could do everything he usually did just fine. Mostly anyway. He was more than functional enough to give a blowjob at least! Which would have been his first go-to if James hadn't been so eager himself.

Steve reached for the man's hand with his left, offering a faint smile.]


Fine. New roommates by the way. Probably not there though. And Sets moved out. So likely it'll be just us.

[invicto]

[ It was sweet of Steve to think that, but the truth was James hadn't really needed him, then. He'd gotten himself out of it like he'd gotten himself out of everything else. Although he would admit it was a genuine relief when Steve had gotten him out of that Carnival show after his few months here, but even then.

James was used to it. Torture, suffering. He wasn't afraid of physical pain, sometimes he even took pleasure from it. Not under such circumstances of course, but some acid burns that got swiftly healed? Didn't even lose sleep over that.

That said, he was willing to ponder the possibility of blowjobs later, but not here. He'd rather be somewhere quieter and safer first, check on Steve's arm before he did anything else. For his own peace of mind.

He took Steve's hand, fingers squeezing around it, then nodded. ] Good. No one to bother us, then.

[ With that he led Steve straight out of the club, and across the hotel towards the rooms. There he found whatever he needed to bandage Steve's arm in something more comfortable, at the very least it'd keep the injury protected and not have fabric rubbing right against it, making it worse. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

No. No one'll bother us.


[Which was . . . sort of sad. He probably should have moved out a long time ago, but Steve just didn't like change much. And Setsuna had still been there. Having his little brother close was a comfort, and it allowed him to watch the kid. Now he didn't even have that excuse.

As he sat on the bed, watching James bandage his arm, he fought tears even though he wasn't sure why. His left hand moved through the man's hair, stroking the short strands slowly. Lovingly. He'd been so scared he'd never see James again, despite the promise Lucifer had given him, a choice he wasn't sure he could ever even make. But James had come back on his own. It was . . . a miracle.]


I love you James. Never really stopped.

[invicto]

[ James didn't really think he was sad. Then again, as much as he often entertained himself with others, he much preferred having his own space. For as long as he'd been in the four-bedroom suites, he'd never truly felt comfortable or safe, since he didn't trust all the people there. The starter room were even worse. So he was actually thankful that Steve was mostly on his own here.

He focused on clearing the skin and bandaging Steve's arm where it happened to look worse. The tight fabric scraping against it hadn't helped, and he made a mental note to force Steve to keep the injury bandaged up or wear looser clothes, until it was more properly healed. He paused just as he was about to finish the dressing, looking up at Steve when he stroked his hair and reminded him of that.

Silent for a short few seconds, he finally leaned in, hand cupping Steve's face as he pressed their lips together in a softer, sweeter kiss. It was admittedly a little surprising, learning that Steve felt the same even after months, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't like to hear it. ]

Should we... maybe pick up where we left off?

[ He arched an eyebrow suggestively, his hand slowly sliding down Steve's torso. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

[He sighed softly into the gentle kiss, smiling. When Steve met James' eyes, his own were full of hunger and need. He brushed the man's cheek with his left hand, trailing his fingers over the skin. Just touching because he could. Reminding himself it wasn't a dream.]


Lay down then. Let me take care of you.


[Steve hadn't changed in that at all. It would always be more fun to do to another than it was to have done, save the dominance play they sometimes did. He wanted to worship James' body, to make the man writhe and shout and maybe even beg. That was always a real plus. Steve wanted to watch James come apart again and again.]

[invicto]

[ Hm. That wasn't quite what they were doing before, and James nearly pointed that out, but then he reminded himself this wasn't quite the same for the both of them. Steve hadn't seen him in months. Was it really such a bad thing if he went along with what he wanted now?

So instead he took another kiss, then he did as Steve told him to, kicking his boots off and then getting onto the bed proper, lying down across the mattress with his head comfortable on the pillow, arms folded up above his head. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

Well, not quite the side I wanted to start with, but I can work with it.


[Steve moved to straddle the man's legs with a smirk, laying his hands on James' thighs.]


I know it's only been a few days for you handsome man, but it's been months for me. I want to spoil you rotten, so I plan to do all your favorites. We can start with this though.


[He stroked his hands over the firm muscle, already worshiping the man with his eyes. Steve was going to get James nice and hard, if he wasn't already, and then he'd flip him and eat him out. It wasn't something he'd ever done for just anyone, and he certainly hadn't done it at all since James left. But he was eager to hear James swear and command as he did that very special act.]

[invicto]

[ Steve wasn't going to have a lot of trouble with that. It wasn't going to be long before he was nice and hard in Steve's hands, although as far as playing nice went, that may be another matter entirely. For the time being, he was at least compliant, and so long as Steve just showered him with worshipful attention and put that big mouth (and other body parts) to good use, he probably wouldn't get any complaints from him. ]

Well, your mouth on me is definitely a favorite of mine.

[ His lips curled into a crooked smile, hips shifting and lifting just barely off the mattress, waiting with only the small amount of patience he could muster. His clothes were all still on, and he wondered whether Steve would just go the rougher route and rip them off of him, or if he'd just fuck him while keeping them on. Both options had him shuddering, the bulge in his trousers getting just that hint harder thanks to both mental images. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

Oh you'll have that in spades. My mouth, my tongue. Teeth. Hands. All that and so much more. I can't wait to taste you again. It's the best taste in the world . . .


[His hands slid over that muscled chest as he watched James' face, smirking. That handsome face. He'd dreamed of it for months, and that body too. But mostly it was that face. Steve loved the way James' face looked, the way his emotions and expressions flittered across those manly features, never staying for very long.

Steve heard it when James' thoughts went straight to the gutter. The rise in his pulse, the faintest hitch in his breathing, the way the blood changed direction, although that might have just been wishful thinking he could hear that well. And he felt it too. Felt James' body react. God he wanted to just toss the man over and fuck him senseless!

He bent over the man, digging his fingers into James' chest as his forehead touched James', noses brushing as he spoke and grinned.]


Tell me. Which dirty thought is it? What can I promise to make you even harder, hmm? Tell me and it's yours . . .

[invicto]

[ He certainly liked that prospect. Getting Steve's hands and mouth and everything else on him. Enough to actually behave and sit still for a while, until Steve decided what he'd do with him first.

He hummed as Steve came back up, knees shifting wider apart, one leg curling loosely around Steve as he tried to lift his head up to kiss him. ]

Mm, just wondering... if you'll rip my clothes off or keep them on while you fucked me. But please, don't let me spoil your plans. Go on...

[compelledtoprotect]

That all? I think I'll do both honestly. Biting through your clothes is so much fun.


[Steve let James have his kiss and gave him a few more, hands digging into the man's chest like a cat kneading. He trailed his mouth down James' neck to his collar, and nudged the fabric aside to nip at bare skin, teasing. His hands moved down the man's body, stroking and squeezing as his mouth moved over the shirt, wetting it in patches as he bit and sucked through the material. It meant he could be just a little harsher and he liked that, knowing the shirt would blunt any pain into that pleasure they both craved.]


Gonna eat you out James. Gonna make you beg for it while you writhe, then finally take you . . .

[invicto]

[ Shirt or not, Steve knew just how much James liked pain, and how much of it he could handle. So if he wanted to be rougher, he could, clothes in the way or not. But admittedly, the thought of Steve doing all this without taking a single layer off was arousing to no end.

He let out a low groan when Steve said what he'd do, whole body arching, hips grinding up against Steve eagerly. One of his hands moved down to sink into Steve's hair, tugging just so, encouraging him to keep going. ]

Well, I'm not just gonna roll over for you. You'll have to make me.

[ Go on, Steve. Don't be too nice to him. ]

[compelledtoprotect]

Oh I intend to. I'll just throw you over when I get to that point.


[And he would. Steve wasn't afraid to use his strength with James, to an extent, and he knew it pleased the man when he did manhandle him. The spikes of arousal in James' scent always made him shiver deliciously. He purred when James touched his hair and leaned into the caress, then sank his teeth into a pectoral. The shirt blunted the full pressure, but it was definitely a firm bite that would leave a temporary mark.

He'd work on leaving some longer-lasting ones shortly.

Steve's hands slipped into James' pants, teasing over bare skin as he bit down again in a new place, over the opposite nipple, and sucked hard.]

[invicto]

[ James let out an approving little sound at that, fingers tugging a bit harder on Steve's hair, meant to encourage rather than stop him. His back arched towards the attention of his mouth, and he knew his shirt was going to be a wet mess by the time Steve was done teasing him, but it didn't really matter if Steve was going to end up ripping it off of him, did it?

He shifted one of his legs between Steve's in the meantime, knee propping up just enough to nudge and rub against the bulge there. At least he wasn't bound and gagged this time, so he had some freedom to tease back, something he genuinely appreciated. Particularly when he knew that soon enough Steve was going to turn him over and there wasn't going to be much else he'd be able to do than take it. ]

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[Steve groaned loudly as the man tugged at his hair, very much liking it. He always liked violence with James, to some degree. It made things so much better.

He grunted at James' knee, rubbing against it slowly to tease himself as he continued to move lower down the man's body. His hands continued to work in James' pants, fingers rubbing around the root of the man's dick and down along the length. It wouldn't be long before there was no room to play though. Something so fun to have to relieve. Steve desperately wanted to taste the man again . . .]


Ready for my mouth pretty man? I'm all but drooling at the idea of your dick . . .

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[ At least Steve wasn't taunting him so hard as to completely ignore his arousal, or delay the gratification. He moaned in sheer relief as he stroked his cock, his own leg shifting so he was rubbing his knee and thigh eagerly between Steve's legs, getting that cock real nice and hard for him. ]

Always ready for your mouth, Steve.

[ No small amount of truth there. Steve could literally turn him over and eat him out just about anywhere, and James would be moaning and demanding more before long. ]

Go on, then— [ He tugged on Steve's hair, this time more purposefully guiding him closer to his groin. ] Help yourself. Wouldn't want you starving.

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[He snorted but continued on down. Steve pulled his hands out of the man's pants and worked on getting them undone. By the time James' erection was free to the cool air, his mouth was almost in place. He glanced up at the man with an evil smirk before dragging his tongue from the root to the tip in one long swipe. Then he blew on the wet skin.

Steve leaned in again and nuzzled his face into the man's groin, dragging his teeth against the skin and hair there while ignoring James' dick. Because he could. He held the man's hips down and in place, easily keeping any wiggling or thrusting from being successful, and rubbed his cheek against the bobbing erection and pulled in a slow, deep breath.]


James . . .

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[ Each change came with a pant or a huff, hips shifting to help Steve tug his pants down, not too much but just enough to let his erection spring free. He hissed as Steve lapped up the length, fingers curling and nails scraping against Steve's scalp, letting out a curse when Steve just started nuzzling against his groin, making it obvious he was just going to ignore his hard cock for now. ]

Oh, fuck you, Steve, [ He moaned, but it lacked heat, it lacked that sting. He tried to buck his hips up but was obviously unsuccessful, the sensation of being pinned down by someone stronger than him only serving to further arouse him. His cock throbbed, his ass clenched, whole body demanding attention, but short of everything else, he tried to make up for the lack by rubbing his knee and thigh more eagerly between Steve's legs, shuddering as he felt how stiff the Captain was already. ]

Fuck, you're so hard already. Wanna feel it, wanna feel you in my mouth, or my ass, come on...

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[Steve chuckled and moaned again. The scent, the taste, the feel of the man. He'd longed for James even as he tried to move on, only partially successful, but Steve never had been any good at letting go of things. He turned his head, sucking at the root of the man's dick as he looked up at James' face. He shuddered at the way James kept rubbing that leg against him, all but ready to burst he was so worked up. But there was no way he'd allow that. Not with James' hands in his hair and those begging words on his lips.

He used his teeth delicately on that throbbing flesh, then soothed it with his tongue, slowly moving upward along the shaft. Steve kept James' hips pinned though, not allowing even a wiggle to get through. Not until he was good and ready to give up the control. He'd waited so long, he was going to take all the time he could.]

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[ He didn't give a fuck what Steve gave him, he just didn't want the other man taunting him, making him wait. The way he kept him pinned got close to torture, but at the very least his mouth was on his cock, so he wasn't being entirely denied.

He let out a sound, somewhere between pleasure and protest, and his head fell back on the mattress, his leg folding and rubbing eagerly between Steve's legs, fingers weaving and tugging hard on his hair. He may not be able to move much, but he sure as fuck was going to use whatever freedom he had to tempt and tease Steve. Eventually that control of his would slip, and he wouldn't be able to keep to that patient pace anymore. ]

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[Steve pushed away the man's leg with a grunt of effort. He liked that stimulation a little too much if the man wanted him to be able to do any thrusting. He let go of James' hips and lifted himself enough to look down at the man, his expression positively evil.]


I'm going to make you come, then come again before I finally give you what you really want. Be a good boy and don't ruin my plans, hmm?


[He didn't wait for an answer, Steve simply sank back down and swallowed James whole. His throat strained and burned for a few seconds, out of practice for taking so much so quickly. Or at all actually. He really had been pretty much celibate while James was gone. But it was a good pain, something he welcomed with all his heart. And then he was bobbing his head, hands sliding under James' ass to bring his hips even closer, to force him deeper.

Steve groaned loudly, throat vibrating with the sound. The taste, the scent. He'd thought he could never have such a thing again! It was bliss, and if a tear or two slid down his cheeks he certainly didn't notice, too lost in giving the man he loved pleasure.]

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[ That all sounded promising, honestly, and James had no reason at all to complain. So he only answered with a soft gasp, and didn't even curse or complain about having his leg forced away.

It hardly mattered when Steve suddenly swallowed his cock whole, lips sliding all the way down to the root. He tensed and his body arched off the bed, moaning as he fucked himself deep into Steve's mouth, and his thighs tensed first, then spread wider, and he bucked his hips again, and again, now picking up a fast, eager pace, since he was allowed to do so.

So no, it didn't take him much at all to come like this, with Steve being so fast and relentless in pushing him over the edge. It wasn't long before he was spilling into Steve's mouth with a loud cry, whole body arching and tensing, stuttering as pleasured seized him. ]

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[Ambrosia. A taste Steve had thought he'd never have again. Despite Lucifer's supposed promise, he'd thought James was lost to him forever, but as he sucked down every drop the man gave, he basked in the sensations. The yanking on his hair, the way James' body rammed into his mouth, making breathing impossible until the man finally fell back. Then they were both panting and shaking, Steve smirking down at the man as he lay there bonelessly.

Was there ever a more beautiful sight than a sated James?

Steve sat back on his heels, stroking the insides of James' thighs absently. His eyes moved over the man's body, taking it in yet again. He'd never have enough of seeing James. Ever. And he wanted to make sure the man was completely relaxed when he was flipped, it would make sure there were no accidental injuries.]


Delicious.

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[ Well, not completely sated, but it sure was a great opening act. James took a deep breath and stretched on the bed comfortably, shooting Steve a look when the man looked down at him, rubbing against his thighs.

He was pretty damn relaxed though, so Steve wouldn't find a lot of resistance as he flipped him over, though it did push a breathless huff out of him as he adjusted, shifting and folding his legs just so, knees against the mattress as he rose his hips up just so. ]

You haven't even had a proper taste yet.