WHEN: Sometime after the luncheon with Lex
WHERE: A penthouse suite in the mainland's hotel
WHO: Niles Roesler and Pet
NSFW for sexual content!
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[14:35] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): Lunch with the professor had been wildly informative. It wasn't long after that the doctor sought out some more personal time with the Qilin, a quick psychic suggestion and some well-crafted urging to the young shard-to-be that also occupied his penthouse putting his attention on his paintings rather than what the doctor was doing with his time. He led Pet into the bathroom before instructing her to strip him, watching the Qilin's delicate features as she did. There was rarely occasion for Pet herself to be clothed in the suite so the doctor's hands strayed to her hair and face instead.
"I have a gift for you today," he said softly. Telekinetic movements set the water running, regulating the temperature by memory of where the knobs typically sat as he smoothed curled a finger against her cheek. "I think you'll be pleased. Can you guess at what it might be?"
[14:41] Pet (tatiana.sangria) had focused on Roesler's clothing with the same single-minded focus that Pet put to every task she was given. Her fingers were quick and careful with his clothing, folding things neatly in between removal. Only when the last article was away did she look up with eager dark eyes. "Thank you, Dr. Roesler," she said with unfeigned excitement. The little thing did so love trinkets of any sort. Truly, she was not entirely unlike Western Dragons as just about every shiny thing she was given was tucked into her soft bed amidst the fabric folds. It was especially odd, given that she could craft anything her mind's eye could picture but that wasn't the same as a *present*. Her brow furrowed slightly as she considered the question with more seriousness than it was warranted. "... a new blanket?" She hazarded.
[14:48] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): The smile that tugged at the corners of the doctor's lips held excitement of their own, the rest of his body echoing the same. Niles rarely found reason to hide his own arousal especially in his private quarters so when he pulled the Qilin's curvy form to him her belly was met with a growing stiffness. "No, not a blanket," he said with a little laugh. He gently guided her backward into the stream of water and pressed her against the wall, both hands raising to the sides of her face to run the pads of his thumbs over her brow. "It's something I think you've been looking forward to for quite some time."
One hand slid down from her cheek, slender fingers tracing the midline of her body. They slid sideways to skirt around the pert curve of her breast, swirling inward until they circled her nipple in quite the same motion Lex had used to mix his mashed potatoes. Briefly, a memory of a large hand and a fork slid into her mind, the low tone of conversation and its words just too quiet to make out. "Can you guess who I met with today?"
[14:53] Pet (tatiana.sangria): "You met with L.. With Lex," Pet said, her tongue stumbling over switching to the name he preferred. Despite that hiccup, there was no hesitation in her response. "He was closer today. At the Starlight Lounge, I think, or the Dog Park Cafe but he's never, ever there. I don't know why. I like the cafe. They don't mind bare feet and there are puppies." The Qilin said, eagerness causing her words to begin to trip into one another. The nipple under his fingertip tightened into a taunt peak but it was the hand, the knuckles covered with tattoos that had her stiffening. "My brother. Did he... did he like the puzzle?"
[15:01] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): "With Lugh?" he corrected, quite obviously enjoying having the knowledge that few others shared. "The Starlight Lounge. Though I'm sure he could be persuaded to come and see the puppies, depending..." he bent his head down and nuzzled against her neck, teasing kisses finding the sensitive spots on the skin there as the pads of his fingers teased at the stiffening peak of her nipple. One leg bent to press between her thighs, not grinding but simply resting the lightest touch against her lips. Pet had been trained better than to take the offering as permission to grind on its own.
"Greedy little thing. I'd wager... you would love to see his reaction fully, wouldn't you?" He pinched lightly, his teeth sinking into he skin to draw a little of her blood and impart the intoxicating effects of a vampire's bite, intending to further spike her arousal. The memory sat there in a haze in their minds, not yet moving from the simple image of the hand.
[15:09] Pet (tatiana.sangria) groaned, ever vocal in her responses even as she dutifully held still despite the teasing pressure against her heated core. "Yes, doctor, with Lugh, though its not the name I'm supposed to use. Father said..." There was nothing she could do, however, about the slick beading of arousal, so much more slick than the warm water of the shower. "Oh, please, Dr. Roesler. I would very much love that. Is that my gift?" She wanted to know, her head tipping back to allow him full access to the column of her throat and the blood that glittered there like gilded rubies. Pet's glamour might cover her skin, hiding hooves and horns, but there was no mistaking the glitter of gold than ran through her red blood; the Qilin's illusion was not so complete. "Please, Dr. Roesler."
[15:19] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): A warm tongue collected the glittering liquid from the bite, his body heated by the regulation of his blood. It was a vital skill in keeping the sexual experience warm and intimate and something almost like second nature to him after all the years. "It is," affirmed with a low chuckle at her obvious need. His hand dipped down further, running over the taut plane of her abdomen and down beneath her mons. A single finger slipped between her lips to rest its pad against her clit, small movements teasing back and forth over the sensitive nub. "But you've made him puzzles before, I'm sure. Surely you already know whether or not he likes them."
The memory he shared shifted, showing to those large, tattooed hands as they turned the egg under the keen examination of the Professor's gaze. Still it focused on the hands, showing nothing of the expression on his face or the tone of his voice beyond a muted rumble of sparse conversation.
[15:30] Pet (tatiana.sangria): "Its's been so very long, though, he may be bored with the toys from his childhood. Lugh is curious but rarely sentimental," Pet murmured, the slight melancholy of not knowing, a thin thread of emotion and likely oblivious under the much thicker arousal and distraction of Niles fingers on her skin. The Qilin had no mental shields, whatever natural defenses she might have had were certainly not allowed to flourish under her 'Father's heavy hand. Which meant, it might as well have been tissue paper to a skill like the one Roesler had at his disposal. Her hands hovered lightly above his pale chest. "May I touch?" She asked softly, twisting under his hands. Alongside the melancholy, there was some slight dissonance. For all that Lex, arguably, had very fine hands, the sight of them stirred eagerness that was a very different sort from the touch that Niles had on her body. While her prime directive seemed heavily tied to Lex - Lugh -'s happiness and wellbeing, and for how sensual a creature she was, there was a
[15:30] Pet (tatiana.sangria): rather large void between her excitement at being teased with sights of Lex and her much more carnal interest in the knowledge of her keeper. "I have missed touching you."
[15:48] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently) hummed. The dissonance was as informative as her responses and he rewarded her by slicking two fingers through the arousal wetting the entrance to her pussy and curling them inside her, sliding in to find the spot matching the interior half of her clit. "You may stroke me," he answered as he rubbed his fingers against her g-spot. "When I give you something, I want you to enjoy the moment, body and mind. You'll share that memory and you'll feel me taking the depths of you. How long has it been since you've last come on my cock, Pet?"
[15:54] Pet (tatiana.sangria) moaned, the sound full and throaty as Pet leaned against the back wall, swaying on her toes. "Too long," she murmured, her voice thick with arousal. It was a testament to how much work that Roesler had done to tweak her responses so they were less focused on what he wanted from her and more genuine. She had learned that the doctor would read genuine longing rather than any complaint. Her fingers went down to his thick cock eagerly, closing around the shaft and stroking from tip to crown the moment that it was offered as permissible. The little qilin was hearty and her body would heal faster than any mortal's but she had only a human's strength and speed in that slender frame so she could grip tightly without out worrying that it would cross the line.
[16:04] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently) was hard in her hands, stiffening under her attention as he withdrew his fingers and reached to paint her own arousal over her lips. Blood slid quickly from his body, twining around her throat and torso, curling around her breasts in a faux harness and lifting her into the air while keeping her hands free to continue to please his cock. Two more curls of red slipped beneath her thighs to pull them apart and upwards, baring her for him. He pressed a kiss to her lips, tasting her there before pulling back. "Good girl, you've gotten me all worked up for you," he murmured, one of his hands taking her wrists and pinning them back against the tile. The other steadied himself to slip inside her, letting go when he'd sunken in far enough that the tight clench of her walls guided him the rest of the way. Niles let out a groan of satisfaction. "Beg me again," he said quietly, his free hand splaying across her hip to rub his thumb over her clit. "Beg for what you want."
[16:13] Pet (tatiana.sangria) chased his tongue with hers until the tip of her tongue traced over the sharp canines of a predator with eagerness that should have been unnatural for a largely herbivorous Qilin. The muscles in tanned arms flexed, not so much to get free as to prove that was impossible. Whether it was years of captivity or natural inclination, the sensation of hands tightly clamped down and her body controlled spiked her arousal, sending her pulse thundering in her throat as her thighs twined around his. "Please!" She begged as soon as she had pulled back for breath. The body that Roesler thrust into was already tight, primed for pleasure and her tight little cunt clamped down on his body the moment they were joined as if determined to milk every drop. "Please, Niles, I need you. Just you. Please. Pleasepleaseplease," Each 'please' ran one into the other, punctuated only by the little gasps of breath with each thrust.
[16:19] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): Niles smiled wider when she begged so specifically for him. "Good girl," he groaned. Releasing her wrists to the tight grip of his blood bonds he grabbed her by the hips for better purchase as he pulled back and thrust back into her, building into a quickening pace that plunged deep and rocked her supple form against the wall. As he settled into a steady rhythm he bent his head to bite into the other side of her neck, the tendrils there parting to cinch under her jaw to force her head upward. He fed more greedily then, each coil of blood tightening its grip like it was milking *her* of the life force the vampire demanded from her body.
[16:27] Pet (tatiana.sangria) 's eyes went gold at the twin bite on the other side of her throat. She, honestly, wasn't as strong a battery as the manufactured Thirteen that had, unbeknown to Pet, replaced her for Lex, but she was still a supernatural fount of vitality and a good century with Roesler had trained her body to react to his bite almost subconsciously as she automatically tapped the aether font within and infused her already rich blood with heady magic and vitality. Trapped against the wall, her hands flexed looking for something to grab as she arched to meet his thrusts even against the constraint of the bloody bindings criss crossing her flesh. "Oh," she groaned. "Oh, please. Please, I want to ... *please*."
[16:31] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently) drank her just to the point of haze, moaning bloody-lipped against the wound as he felt the warm infusion of aether in his core. Catching the slight flex of her hands the bindings there released her so she could grab onto him as an anchor, each thrust bringing him closer to his own completion. "Do it, come for me," he panted, the coils that had been around her wrists wrapping around her hips instead to grind against her clit and force her over that edge.
[16:42] Pet (tatiana.sangria) yanked her hands free the moment they loosened to dig her blunt nails into Roesler's shoulders. Really, she'd barely been holding on and the permission to both touch and fall into the bliss hazing the edges of her vision utterly was all it took for Pet to clamp down around his cock and slip over the edge with ragged, gasping cries that might have been his name but were not exactly intelligible enough to be entirely sure. As Pet milked every last drop of their combined orgasm, rather than going limp, she wound her arms and soft thighs around his body, lazy in post coital bliss that was only heightened by the pleasure of two vampire bites throbbing through her system.
[16:47] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): Niles shuddered as the climax rocked him, his hips hilting deep and staying there as he filled her. He was throbbing still in the afterglow when the memory slipped into her mind, fully depicting Lex's curious workings at the puzzle she'd created for him. Despite the imagery he seemed determined to keep her reminded of the physical world, his hips rocking slowly as the blood receded in the wake of his shift of focus to his psychic efforts. His arms and the walls supported her, one hand dropping to take up the task of light, steady strokes over her over-sensitive clit in the wake of her orgasm.
[16:55] Pet (tatiana.sangria): For the first time, Niles felt her attention waver when it came to her brother. While there was no denying the spike of something like joy and something like relief that jolted through her at the gift of those memories, Niles could feel that she pushed that aside to focus on the way his fingers played over her body, eager to chase the pleasure high that he offered. The arms that coiled around his shoulders softened slightly and she turned to nuzzle into the curve of his neck. "Thank you, Niles," she murmured, the words a little fuzzy around the edges. Buried, as he was, in her mind as much as her body, he felt the flash of inspiration, not for Lex's next trinket though there was a well of backlogged gifts but he could feel the part of her mind that kicked on to make the little trinkets and wonders with flashes of gold-leafed roses and wine-red rubies; a trinket that was decidedly NOT inspired by her brother.
[17:08] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): Niles did not hide how pleased he was at what he could sense from his pet Qilin. Pivoting under the spray, he sat himself on the bench just outside of it and gently lifted her off of him to settle her in his lap. While her smaller form was cradled against one arm the other stretched out an arm to receive the toy that had been summoned from one of the nearby cabinets. Slowly he slid the large dildo into her, its thick shaft designed with a slight curve to follow the natural curve of her body. "I'm going to get us clean now, Pet... keep that all inside you and I may just have another little present for you when we're done."
The doctor set about gently tending to her skin and his own with soft loofahs and scented soaps, using his fingers to lather shampoo into her hair and rinsing with dutiful, tender attention. He took his time, maneuvering her body as he needed but making no effort to make it easy for her to hold onto the toy. His mind read her thoughts as she set about his new task for her, watching curiously to see if the rewards she considered would still wonder after lost twin or if they, as her other inspirations had, shifted elsewhere.
[17:15] Pet (tatiana.sangria) hummed a little noise of not-quite-complaint as she was given the order to keep herself. "But, it's sensitive," it wasn't so much a protest as a little whine. Really, she'd come quite far in a century. A hundred years ago, that much vocalization about sensations that might run counter to his desires would have been a struggle, but she'd learned that Roesler sometimes liked to hear her little complaints while she parted those plush thighs for him to settle the toy deep in her too-sensitive body. Obediently, she clenched her core around it, hissing as the vibrations echoed through her pelvis as she made herself dutifully pliant to his ministrations. "Without my hands, Niles?" She wanted to know in case it slipped. Her hips shifted restlessly around the fullness in her channel, muscles flexing as she did her best to keep it seated while she was shifted around. She hummed softly again. lips parting on a little moan as her soft ass tipped back against the seat, jostling the toy further. There was no thoughts of her brother left. Eagerness for whatever other trinket that Roesler might have up his sleeve and enjoyment of feeling so very full and sore and her mind still sketching out the leaves and stems of some sort of trinket not yet fully formed in her minds eye. Absently, her hand came down over her belly and the vibrations deep inside as if she could settle it through the soft flesh of her skin.
[17:28] Niles Roesler (ohsoincoherently): "Is it?" he asked, fully aware of the answer but so very amused by the squirming. "No hands." He did shift though to offer her the ability to sit more fully either on his thigh or on the seat to keep it lodged inside her. It would intensify the stimulation certainly, but she'd have no fear of dropping it as he continued to wash her body. "You're doing wonderfully, Pet. We're almost done," he encouraged. Niles was not shy about touching the parts of her he knew would suffer the most from having so recently come. He lingered on her breasts, her lower back, her hips. Once they were both clean her reprieve came not in the removal of the toy but in the cessation of the vibrations. The doctor dried her off and settled a harness around her hips, one that kept her clit hidden away and the toy nestled deeply in her pussy. Curling her up into a bundle of blanket he set her in her bed and pressed a kiss to her forehead, promising that her reward would be worth the wait in her new restraint.