#heat week july 2024;; roland

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Manny soon forgot all about the incident that made him swear he'd hate Roland 'till the end of time once he got what he wanted. The shifter easily forgave and forgot, especially in heat. It wasn't much longer either until he finally, finally hit his climax underneath the councilman. Stars blinded his vision. He cried out, the other man's name spilling from his tongue. He kept writhing and clenching tight around Roland to finish him off as well throughout the waves of orgasm.

That expression of abject horror hadn't exactly been what he'd been going for but it was somewhat amusing. The tears of frustration somewhat less so. That hadn't exactly been Roland's intent. The whining was more what he'd been hoping for and he chuckled at the begging. "All right, all right, don't worry." Roland kissed him again for a moment, to soothe him, then ramped back up to the pace he'd been at before. To make up for it, he reached down and stroked Manny's cock hard and fast. "There now." He breathed against his lips, tightening his grip on Manny's wrists as he fucked him into the mattress. "Close again, non? I'll keep this up until you cum so hard you'll forget everything else." He made sure that every hard thrust angled in such a way that it was sure to hit Manny's prostate and really drive him mad.

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Manny's eyes widened in abject horror up at Roland. All that pressure, that sensation of almost falling over the edge all rolled back down the hill. Under normal circumstances he would be fine with a little teasing or edging, but in heat? Well, that was a whole different story. "No, please..." he whined. Tears of frustration pricked at the corners of his eyes. He clenched his muscles tightly around Roland's cock inside him and he rolled his hips in desperation like that might push him back up to where he'd been. "Please, don't–– I'll lose my fucking mind, god fuck I was so fucking close."

"Like that, do you?" Roland murmured, a little breathless, smiling against Manny's neck even as he kept up the harsh pace. It was basically a rhetorical question at this point since it was fairly obvious that Manny did. The guard's desperation for release clearly grew, both from the sounds he made and the way he moved. Roland was inclined to chase the end along with him but...his hips slowed even after such pretty begging. "What if I didn't? What would you do then?" Roland pulled back as he purred the arguably cruel words to watch the expression on Manny's face. He wouldn't drag it out too long but he did *so* like to tease and he couldn't help it, at least for a moment, his hips rolling almost agonizingly slowly as compared to the pace they'd been before.

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"That's it," Manny growled his encouragement. The marks Roland left faded just as quickly as they appeared in his skin thanks to accelerated healing yet the sensation did the trick the councilman sought. He rocked his hips in time with Roland's, soon meeting the other's pace and grunting and groaning along with him. He wished he could touch, could grab onto the councilman, his fingers curling and uncurling expressing that impossible desire so tightly pinned by the councilman. And yet that inability only fueled the pressure in his lower gut, Manny's noises soon incorporating desperate whimpers as the tight ball coiled tighter and tighter, threatening to burst at any moment as the minutes and seconds passed. His cock swelled and leaked between their stomachs. "Keep going, fuck please, keep going..." he begged.

"Much better." It was so much nicer to hear his name in these intimate encounters. It was also quite sweet to hear that long moan the guard let out as Roland finally took him as they'd both wanted. He chuckled a little at the blanket permission, wondering how he should play with that, though his end goal was to make them both feel as good as possible. "As you wish." Roland murmured, pulling out almost all the way then driving all the way back in with a rough gasp. He did that several more times, keeping Manny's arms firmly pinned above his head and dragging his claws along his side hard enough to leave shallow cuts. It was more for the sensation than to cause real pain. He abandoned those long thrusts to set up more of a rhythm, hips snapping hard and still driving deep to give Manny the proper fucking he'd asked for, Roland's own gasps and moans adding to the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh and the creak of the bed beneath them.

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"Yes, si –– Roland," Manny quickly corrected himself. He liked using the councilman's name better anyway, only defaulting to "sir" out of practiced habit. He'd learned that was a safe, generic title for all masters and councilmen in the castle from his time as a slave and then recent employment. His lips parted with a drawn out moan once Roland filled him to the brim with what he really needed, the ache pleasurable and sending stars dancing across his vision. He let the councilman position him as he liked and hoisted a leg up over Roland's upper thigh to give him a better angle and to draw him closer. "Be as rough as you like," he finally answered. He swallowed thickly and bit down on his bottom lip, a whimpering sound escaping through his teeth. "I can take it. Please, just fuck me properly."

Oh, Manny did sing so sweetly for him with Roland's fingers inside him and the vampire gloried in every sound. It was always nice to hear as well as feel the effect he was having, as he could with the way the shifter clenched around him. Roland wet his lips in anticipation, eager to feel that around more than just his fingers. Manny clearly felt the same, almost overwhelmingly so if the tears in his eyes were anything to go by. "Of course. Do call me Roland, though. I'd much rather hear you moaning my name than an honorific." He purred the words, smirking a little and pressing a few harder kisses to Manny's neck as he eased his fingers out. He licked his palm and reached down to slick himself up just a little then lined up and pressed into him, gasping at the feeling and bottoming out quickly. "How rough do you like it?" He breathed, pulling back to look at Manny while he paused for a moment to let him adjust. Roland lifted the shifter's arms over his head and pinned his wrists with one hand, the other teasing the tips of his claws over Manny's chest and side. He rocked his hips as he waited for an answer, starting slow but easily able to pick up the pace depending on Manny's answer.

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"Sometimes..." Manny lost the thought once Roland filled him with something. Just his fingers weren't enough but they'd do for the time being, the wet digits brushing against that bundle of nerves just right and eliciting all sorts of sweet sounds from the shifter in need. He squirmed underneath the councilman, muscles clenching tight around the growing numbers of fingers thrusting inside of him. His eyes rolled under fluttering lids. He raised and turned his chin, inviting Roland close with more of those phantom kisses in that area. Manny reopened his eyes now tearing with frustration that showed leaking between his legs as well. "Please, sir, I want... you to fuck me... properly. Please."

For someone like Roland, who enjoyed a responsive partner as much as he did, heat week was a true delight. Everyone in heat was both so desperate for it and so eager that they could hardly help the sounds they made or the ways they reacted. Manny was no exception and Roland drank it in, just as he drank in the shifter's blood though it wasn't just shifter, he noticed. There was a darker tang to it, like it was mixed with demon blood. Delicious. He'd clearly surprised Manny with the bite and stroked the thumb of his free hand over Manny's hip as if in slight apology. Clearly Manny enjoyed it though so Roland didn't have to be too sorry.

His hand worked steadily and he didn't drink for too long before he pulled back, licking at the wound until it healed and grinned up at the other man. "It's good to be kept guessing, non?" He eased his hand off the other man's cock and sucked on his fingers, then pushed them inside Manny to get him ready. He'd spread his legs so eagerly he doubted he needed much prep but it was another way Roland could tease a little. "Barely need this, I imagine." He mused, conversationally, kissing his way back up Manny's body until he was settled over him again, fucking him with his fingers and curling them inside him occasionally, adding a third. "What do you think?" He brushed his lips over Manny's jaw, his ear. "Should I fuck you properly or give you a little more time?"

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Manny's eyes closed with a soft sigh, his head rolling back to give Roland all the access he wanted to his neck there. Every touch was hot, electric, dizzying, and he was so incredibly relieved to have the last of his layers removed from his straining cock. He licked and then bit down on his own bottom lip, barely suppressing the noise that escaped from Roland's tongue on him. His hips arched up and his breathing intensified, the shifter desperate for more than just the councilman's hand pleasuring him. His legs spread instinctively for the older man and he stiffened with a gasp once teeth pierced the soft, sensitive area before relaxing once more with another approving groan. "Shit, councillor, wasn't expecting that."

"How fortunate." There was a note of approval in Roland's tone, though it was light and teasing as well. They were well matched in terms of that preference, anyway, which made things easier. Not that Roland would've bottomed for Manny but he generally did try to cater to the tastes of his partners in every other aspect. The vampire chuckled a little at the frustrated noise, humming in approval at the confirmation. Before he had a chance to sink his fangs in him, though, he was pulled into another kiss. Roland didn't mind, kissing him for a long moment, his hands roaming over Manny's skin before they hooked his underwear and started pulling them down. Roland pulled away from the kiss only to move his mouth down over the column of Manny's throat and press heated, open mouthed kisses to his chest. "I'm eager to taste you." He purred, kissing his way down the shifter's body and pulling his underwear off completely. Roland ran his tongue along Manny's cock once, glancing up at him mischievously, but replaced it with his hand a moment later, stroking his hard length slowly and firmly. His lips moved to Manny's inner thigh, kissing and nipping before he sank his fangs in there suddenly, drinking deeply as the delicious blood flooded his mouth.

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"Definitely prefer to bottom," Manny answered. His eyes fluttered closed and he tipped his head back, sighing in contented approval with Roland's lips against his neck. His eyes shot open again from gravity alerting him, the shifter grunting softly when he hit the bed with the lovely councilman atop him. Manny let out a frustrated noise from the other's teasing grinding, each touch leaving heat under his already feverish skin. "Fuck, yes, I do. I like being bitten." He shifted his gaze back up to meet Roland's and cupped the back of that blond head, dragging the older down to meet his lips again.

It wasn't surprising that Manny was impatient, given his condition, or that he steered him towards the bed and roughly undid his pants. Roland chuckled a little but helped him along, his own actions not as rough as he got the guard's pants undone and pushed off his hips. "I prefer to top." Roland replied, somewhat amused but not offended by the question. Best to be clear about these things. "What's yours? Do you like being bitten?" He kissed Manny's neck suggestively at the question, sliding his hands into the shifter's underwear and grabbing his ass to pull their hips together. While waiting for the answer, he reversed their positions and pushed Manny down onto the bed, settling on top of him and grinding their hips together, fingers digging into his ass harder now and shivering at the friction.

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Manny groaned into the kiss, every touch of skin on skin sparking hot electricity underneath. Inevitably he needed to catch his breath and broke the kiss, now more concerned with removing the rest of their layers and moving things towards the bed in the room. "What's your preference, councillor?" he asked, roughly undoing the fastenings on Roland's pants as he backed him up till they reached their destination. He assumed that Roland would prefer being on top like many of the other councilmen around here but best to ask first –– he could always be surprised.

In another scenario, Roland might have asked the previous occupants to join them and really gotten things going but he didn't feel like it at the moment and didn't know Manny well enough to know his preferences. It was far easier to just get rid of them. Not soon enough, apparently, as the moment his lips were on Manny's the guard seemed ravenous, quickly working their shirts off. Roland chuckled into the kiss and was happy to help him, shedding his top layers and pressing closer to the other man, his cool touch no doubt a welcome relief to the shifter's fevered skin. Roland wasn't in nearly as much of a rush, just as happy to press close and kiss him hard and deeply as he was to get rid of their clothing. Perhaps it was a bit of wordless teasing the vampire couldn't help, though his hands did move over Manny's skin even as they were locked in the passionate kiss.

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Normally Manny wouldn't have been so approving of such acts from Roland in evicting those who technically claimed the playroom first... but all was fair in love and heat week or something like that. He mumbled something of agreement against the councilman's lips, more concerned with deepening the kiss they'd started and working off top layers. He groaned into Roland's mouth, restraining himself from quite literally tearing the councilman's likely expensive shirt right off his body to feel skin against skin.

The near purr Roland pulled from the shifter made him smile. It wasn't surprising that he had such an effect so quickly, given Manny's condition, but it was still gratifying. "Glad to hear it." It would be a shame to waste his time with a disappointing encounter, not that he'd really assumed the guard would be one. The vampire tilted his head and considered the question for a moment. Normally, he preferred his suite but it had been some time since he'd made use of the one of the playrooms. They were closer, as well, and clearly the closer the better. "A playroom." Roland decided, noticing an open door to one nearby. He wrapped his other arm around Manny and used his speed to take them there...only to find it was, already occupied. Roland rolled his eyes. "Get out." He commanded to the tangle of three bodies in the middle of the room. They hadn't made it to the bed or thought to close the door. The use of his persuasion was immediate, however, and they all disengaged and scrambled to leave. Roland closed the door behind them and locked it. "Much better." He turned back to Manny, sliding his fingers further up to tangle in his hair and pulled him into a kiss, his other hand slipping under the shifter's shirt to explore the heated skin there.

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Roland wasn't wrong and it appeared that whatever he sought to get out of this wasn't anything too terrible. After all, councilmen and vampires came to Krovs for the sex so that exchange of goods only made sense here. Manny relaxed against the other blond's touch, practically purring in content and approval. His eyelids fluttered for the briefest of moments until he caught himself, blinking twice and remembering the councilman still needed an answer. "No, I don't doubt them," he said, clearing his throat. "Where would you prefer, councillor? One of the playrooms here or one of our suites? I can control myself until we reach some place more comfortable though I wouldn't advise lingering."

"Oui. You are in heat and your need appears to be rather great." He gave Manny a clear once over as if to indicate how obvious it was, his tone a little ironic given that he didn't think he should need to spell it out like that. Perhaps the pheromones were addling the shifter's mind. The guard didn't pull away but he didn't agree, either. "Isn't it obvious? I can help soothe your symptoms and we both get a good fuck out of it, non? Mutual benefit. Unless you doubt your own abilities..." Roland smirked a little as he teased, being a little more crass than usual but why not? It was Krovs. It was also a little surprising that he'd have to convince Manny at all considering most who were in heat generally jumped at the first offer or opportunity. His fingers kept up their exploration, tracing down over Manny's throat and around to the back of his neck, curling lightly in his hair.

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"My need?" Manny repeated, brows furrowing and eyes narrowing ever so slightly. He recognized the councilman despite the lack of significant interaction between them until now. His job as a guard included protecting the council so they were properly educated and informed of the councilmen residing in the castle. Roland de Rochefort of Belgium he knew in particular because of an issue about sleeping with the head magic consultant and fooling around with him in his office during work hours. Naturally, Manny felt a little suspicious why he was so eager to offer his aid here when he bet the councilman didn't even know his first name. "That depends," he answered, not yet jerking away from the soothing coolness against his skin. "What's in it for you helping me out?"

Roland generally enjoyed heat week since slaves and plenty of staff members alike were desperate to be fucked. It was like an all you can eat buffet, even more so than usual, and the vampire certainly benefitted from it. The scent of arousal and pheromones was everywhere in the Undercroft, assaulting his senses and letting him know who might be most willing. One of the guard's seemed to be suffering from it and he wasn't someone Roland had dallied with before. The councilman decided to change that, walking over and giving Manny a tap on the shoulder since it seemed only polite rather than accosting him from behind.

The snap had Roland's eyebrow lifting. "Watch your tone." He cautioned, a little cool but not angrily. The apology followed swiftly so he decided to let it go. Besides, he had a pretty face now that Roland was looking at it. "Your need was what I wanted to talk about, really." He traced his cool fingers along the heated skin of Manny's jaw. "I'm here to help. Will you let me?" A slave he would've just kissed but the staff required a little more enthusiastic consent so he smiled a little and waited.