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Post by Hunny on Sept 22, 2009 14:17:56 GMT -5
Kideon gave a small smile to Edge. "It's ok, he shouldn't bother me much anymore. He really has no reason to." He crossed his arms and tilted his head, a small smile on his face. "well I'll let you settle in."
Much later that night 12:30 am
Kideon was in bed, half asleep and most certaintly drowsy. but he was bothered. By what, he wasn't sure. But something wasn't right. Matt slipped into the home quite expertly and managed to sneak his way into Kideon's room. Kideon shifted and yawned, tossing a pale arm over his eyes. Matt's sinister and hungry look roamed Kideon's hardly clothed form. Shifting to the bed quietly he roughly covered Kideon's mouth, who's eyes shot open sluggishly and yelped in surprise. "Shut you mouth." Matt hissed into his ear.
Matt quickly bound the young Candleshy master, gagging him and throwing cloth over his eyes as a makeshift blindfold. Unable to move Kideon merely whimpered, which was muffled by the gag. Matt took his time to unclothe Kideon completely and marvel at his pale and slightly feminine form, which was squirming on the silken sheets. He smirked at the scared boy and touched his length, which caused the young man to freeze.
Thinking of the only thing he could Kideon left his body, as muses sometimes do and ran to Edge's room. Oh Merridiah let him hear me. He thought in his transparent form. Edge! He yelled in his spiritual form. Edge I need help! It's Matt, he's in my room! Please Edge...help me....
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 22, 2009 14:44:53 GMT -5
Edge...did not require sleep, and even if he had needed it-he wouldn't have. The manor was to new, and his distrust of the world was far to great. Instead he sat, perched against his window. His great, long form had abandoned its shirt and his pale hair lay loose. A thick pale river that was as much a part of him as his scales and surprisingly...just as sensitive to touch. Something was wrong. He'd felt it long before Kideon had left him alone, and it had left him on edge. Had another attempted to associate with him he might have in fact came off as incredibly snappish.
And then, then there was a new scent to touch his sensitive nose. Dragons could smell even the most minute scent from a good ways away. Many beastial races could. His great form stiffened, nostrils flaring, while his sharp gaze zeroed in on the boy's door. A low rumble left him, as he rose to his bare feet. And he was moving toward the door even before the spirit's plea came. He wasted no time at all in throwing the door open-his pale eyes glowing.
A savage noise left him, as he began toward Matt...one seriously angered male. "How dare you touch him...." He rumbled out-voice sinister. Edge moved far quicker than the clearly insane youth could, with full intent to bodily lift him off of kideon. His one intent, was to protect his...master, ironically enough. Especially considering his feelings on slavery.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 22, 2009 18:23:20 GMT -5
Matt whirled around as the door slammed open. Kideon returned to his body and silently rejoiced, then blushed seeing as he was unclothed. Well...he couldn't really see anything at all since he was blindfolded. Matt stared up at the angry male amazed. He then sneered, trying to swallow his fear. "tch, what are you his boyfriend?" He hissed the last word out, spitting it like it was poison. Kideon whimpered but silenced himself due to Matt's sharp nails digging into his hip.
"I can touch him all I like I'm his ex." He attempted to glare at the taller man but found himself nearly crippled under his intense gaze. "W-what the fuck ARE you?" He whispered and shrunk away from Kideon. Kideon squirmed a bit trying to get free and silently cursed when he could not release himself from his binds.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 22, 2009 19:00:57 GMT -5
"I'm a dragon, boy. Do you know what dragons do to brats who step out of line?" A sneer curled his lip as he moved after the boy. His voice lowered, to a rumble. "We eat them. You aren't going anywhere because I'm going to be pissed off if I have to hunt you down.And it'll be far worse if I have to hunt you..." His command came out sharp. And despite the beautiful black, gold, and blue collar around his neck it was one not of a slave...but of someone used to being obeyed. Someone who didn't make threats but promises.
He moved toward Kideon, and reached down to undo the ties that held him. That, was followed by the removal of the blind fold and the gag. "You are safe now. I told you I'd keep you safe." That said, he gently tugged a blanket around that slim bare form before turning furiously on Matt. "Now...to deal with you. I cannot allow this behavior to go unpunished by either me or his parents." His lip curled up, baring long vicious canines.
"But what...oh what to do...." Perhaps he was exaggerating it a bit, or perhaps not. Either way, Matt wouldn't be getting off easy by any means at all.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 22, 2009 19:28:17 GMT -5
Matt's eyes widened dangerously as he paled. "D-dragon?" He scampered away, trying to get closer to the window. He froze and bit his lip, so hard he drew blood. Kideon squirmed and blinked as he was released, and quickly burried under the covers. He murmured low, though he knew Edge could hear him. "Please kill him. His family disowned him a while ago just kill him." He was shaking, things had gotten a bit to rough for him lately. But strangely...Edge being protective over him turned him on.
Matt lost all color in his face upon seeing the large man's canine teeth and he whimpered. Did he expect mercy? Perhaps. But only because it appeared he was only a punk-ass teenager who's horomones got out of control, or at least that's what he thought. In reality he was stalking and molesting the poor boy hiding under the covers. "D-don't eat me." He stuttered pitifully. Kideon managed to tug on something to cover himself before showing his face, in a rather cute manor. His face was mostly covered by the warm blanket he held, but his nose and above showed. His face was flushed with arousal and all he wanted was to be able to get rid of matt and masturbate in peace.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 22, 2009 20:01:54 GMT -5
He laughed, a sensual black rumble that was more suited to dark nights and passionate slides of bare flesh."I don't have to eat you to kill you, bug. He's terrefied of you, I don't need another reason to get rid of you." His long fingers cracked as he strolled toward the boy. "You need not worry. I have no desire to eat trash. It's not to my liking." The room grew colder as he approached, though it'd never touch Kideon. And when he reached Matt, his hand extended to touch the boy.
And from where he touched, ice spread. Through his blood, freezing organs. It was a slow death. And he didn't stop until he was finished. Then, then the being that was Matt was lifted up. Edge dropped the frozen boy out the window, letting him drop to the ground. The end result of course would be for the frozen lump of flesh to simply burst into a fine frosty mist that would later melt away.
His gaze turned to Kideon, the moonlight streaming through the window assuring that the dragon's hair and eyes glowed. "Are you alright, Kideon?" He inquired, nostrils flaring to scent the air. The boy's arousal singing in his nose. It assured his brows rose slowly upward.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 22, 2009 20:08:00 GMT -5
Kideon stared on curiously at the whimpering but slowly silencing boy. His ex looked at him desperately before his eyes froze over and he had that hideous begging look frozen on his face forever. It seemed hideous to him, the entire form of the frozen boy. Grotesque in a way he didn't wish to think about. He watched as Edge picked the frozen mass up and threw it out the window, his sensitive ears hearing a satisfying sound of the now iced boy.
His arousal throbbed slightly and he bit his lip. "I-i'm fine you don't have to stay." He managed to choke out. He was being driven insane by his own thoughts, especially the ones that were clouding him over, the ones containing Edge.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 23, 2009 12:40:16 GMT -5
Violence was simply a part of his nature. He was a dragon, a predator to the core. And certainly not one that would show an ounce of mercy on someone he'd decided was prey. It went against that beastial part of him. Edge slowly chuffed in the lingering scent in the room. The arrousal within the boy a stark sweet smell that had him canting his head slowly to the side. "I will stay...and take care of you." He answered, already beginning toward the bed.
He sauntered toward the bed, every step assuring that there was a play of muscle beneath exotic flesh. Long snowy hair swaying to and fro against the broad stretch of his back. "I can smell your need, little one." And Edge had countless centuries of skill to lavish on the boy. It didn't phase him that Kideon was so young, or that he was Edge's legal master. Because quite simply, at this time it didn't. After such an ordeal one needed reassurance.
He didn't stop until he'd stood at the sided of the boys bed. His eyes locked upon the small lump beneath the covers; the frosty hues aglow with its own inner light. "You need but say yes, Kideon.." And then he'd soothe that rampant arrousal.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 23, 2009 16:45:32 GMT -5
He watched Edge carefully, unsure of the hidden meaning in his words. He tilted his head, his bangs sliding over his gray blue orbs as his breath caught in his throat. Just watching Edge drove him insane and he gripped the sheets as he walked toward him. He blushed a bit and looked away, in obvious embarrassment. He shifted slightly to try and make himself more comfortable. He was still a virgin, and a part of him was fearful about what was going to happen during this little session.
Watching Edge make his way to his side he listened, shuddering at his words. He shifted into a crawling position and moved toward Edge, getting on his knees to wrap his arms around the dragon's neck. He brushed his lips against the older male's. "Yes." He whispered in a seductive and almost pleading tone. Softly, almost tentatively he pressed his lips against the dragon's.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 23, 2009 17:57:38 GMT -5
A low purr rumbled through the dragon; the noise a deep primal rasp against the boy's lips. Kideon was tentative, shy. Unexperienced. Edge, would take care with him. Careful teeth nipped the plump flesh of his lower lip, before suckling the small throb left behind away gently. The dragon was warm. Far warmer, than your average creature despite being an individual whose primary element was winter. He was a wicked kisser, with an equally wicked tongue. A...long, forked tongue that was a seperate and moveable appendage in and of itself. That was slid against Kideon's lips in a lazy carress.
All the while, long fingers tugged the covers asside before he slid his hands against his bare skin. The digits tracing along bare ribs and his side teasingly though he was ever mindful of the lengthy claws that ended them. With the ease of one of his kind, he bodily lifted the teen only to drape him over his lap, to let Kideon for the first time feel the true strength of the male he'd purchased at the auction.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 24, 2009 13:46:40 GMT -5
Kideon was being driven wild with the dragon's caresses. He shuddered and parted his lips slightly, his inexperienced virgin tongue slipping out to touch Edge's. He pressed his own chilly flesh into the dragon's warm flesh and he flushed brighter. He felt deeply embarrassed at his obvious lack of skill at what was going on but in a way he felt calm knowing Edge's experience would make up for his mistakes.
His hands were practically glued to Edge's arms, his mind racing at the feel of the muscle underneath the fine skin. He had no idea of his real power, and perhaps he wanted to see it. His thoughts flickered to the collar but he tried to stop himself before his thoughts became to bizarre. Edge would kill him and leave if he did, dragons had no reason to create ties with other creatures romantic or otherwise. He gasped slightly as he was raised and draped over the dragons lap. He purred quietly.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 24, 2009 14:14:15 GMT -5
The boy was innocent. Soft. It'd been a long time since he'd held anyone that felt like that. It was addictive, and with every passing moment he was growing closer to loosing himself with the shy kisses that were being pressed to his lips. Kideon gave up a purr and the dragon echoed it. A deep feral rumble that filled the room heatedly. He was a creature of passion, when one managed to get past his barriers. And while there was still a ways to go, this youth had managed to breech them none the less.
Gently he nipped his lower lip, tongue curling against the lush flesh teasingly as his carressing fingers slid around the boy's slender arroused length. "If you wish me to stop at any time, Kideon...tell me..." He rumbled, before leaning in to slide his lips against the arch of that soft pale neck...mouth parting to suckle a tiny bit of flesh-mindful though, not to leave a mark. Beneath him, he was hard; his cock an aching ridge of flesh that pressed up against Kideon's backside. He was more than affected by the slim form trembling in his arms. And he didn't attempt to hide that in the least.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 24, 2009 14:28:53 GMT -5
A sharp gasp was sucked through his teeth feeling the long slender fingers of the attractive male around his length. He moaned and his eyes fluttered closed in ecstasy. He panted slightly and leaned forward to moan in the dragon's ear. "Promise me you won't stop." Even if he begged he wanted this done as quickly as possible. Being a virgin might be a prideful thing for him to stay but others didn't see it as much, plus Edge was driving him so wild that mere toying around wouldn't satisfy him at all. He didn't want to admit to himself what he was feeling, underneath the lust and passion that surged through his small form.
He squirmed slightly feeling Edge's cock against his ass and he bit his lip. "Edge I can't take it." He moaned, half panting. His eyes clouded over and he pressed himseld againt the dragon harder.
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Post by Dreamer on Sept 24, 2009 15:08:39 GMT -5
"I will take care of you...." He replied, a husky and arroused pomise that cake with a gentle squeeze of that slender cock. One, would have truly wondered who was the slave and the master if they stumbled across this particular scene. But it was far from Edge's mind and in truth he wanted nothing more than to thrust into that writhing trembling form until they found there release. Gently, he nipped his throat, and then shifted to drape the boy over the bed. Only then did he pull away. Long fingers tugging at the pants he still wore until they came undone and he could step from them. Leaving him bare, as he had been at the auction.
But now, he was clean of grime. Now, he was arroused. That hard jut proudly bobbing in front of him. Edge shifted onto the bed, leaning down to press his lips to the boy's abdomen before he slid further still. Lips, tracing tender flesh. Nibbling here and there, until his cheek could nuzzle Kideon's length. His breath stealing over tender skin, even as he went lower still. Avoiding, teasing that arrousal further. Rather, he was going right for the quivering opening nestled between the boy's pert cheeks.
The dragon lifted his backside with strong sure hands, spreading his globes so that he could run the length of his forked tongue against him. Teasingly curling, promising to slide within at a moments notice.
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Post by Hunny on Sept 24, 2009 17:26:51 GMT -5
Kideon was nearly limp, allowing Edge to control where he rest and such. It didn't matter to him. He stared at Edge's bare body heatedly, and images of being thrusted into by him drove him wild, enough for him to grip the sheets to control himself. Writhing on the silken sheets he waited, each moment passing by agonizingly slow to his horny teenage mind.
His stomach twitched in anticipation as Edge pressed his soft lips to his abdomen. His feminine hand found it's way to the dragon's head in a way more to reassure himself everything from here on was real. His eyes fluttered helplessly as his cock twitched from the contact, his member throbbing painfully, begging for release. He gasped as he felt Edge raise his hips and moaned feeling the intruding tongue on his flesh.
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