#manny6

[nicotine-noah]

Manny gave him what he asked for and Noah groaned as he felt it, panting as the rhythm slowed and blinking up at him. "For now." Noah teased, breathlessly. He grunted when Manny pulled out and turned to look at him when he spoke, grinning. "Sounds like you're easy to please. But yeah, you're right, does for me too." There would be more rounds given that Manny was in heat and they spent a good while in that playroom. Noah loved it even if it wore him out. If anyone was going to do that, he was happy it was Manny.

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Unfortunately Manny had to stop at some point, only possessing so much semen and ability to go on. His hips slowed as the intense waves pulled back and his orgasm left him with the euphoric haze settling over mentally and physically. "Hope that'll do," he chuckled, blinking his eyes open again and grinning lopsidedly down at the cambion. He pulled out of him and flopped down on the mattress on his back next to Noah, his chest heaving with labored breaths as he stared up at the ceiling. "I mean, it always does for me."

[nicotine-noah]

Thankfully, Manny didn't stop and Noah let the bliss wash over him, the closest thing he regularly got to a high these days. The fact that it was Manny just made it even better, and for a handful of moments while Manny was rocking into him so perfectly and taking his blood he felt suspended in a sea of pleasure. He started coming down when Manny pulled his fangs out, making a soft sound almost of protest even as the wound closed. "That was so fucking good." He breathed, still clinging to Manny, enjoying having him hang over him like that, only wiggling his nose slightly at the hair tickling it. "Do I taste good?" Noah teased, smirking a little because he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

Manny had absolutely no intention of stopping until he had his fill, blood rolling down his throat while he fucked his seed into Noah. Eventually he took and gave enough that he couldn't drink or spill any more and slowed in time with the waning waves of ecstasy to a standstill. He carefully pulled his teeth out of Noah's flesh and licked the healing puncture wounds closed. "Fuck," he murmured, not moving much while he balanced himself with his forearm beside the cambion's head. His hair hung over his face, tickling the other demon's nose, and bloodied lips parted as labored breaths escaped.

[adrasian]

"Disney?" Adrasia cocked his head, still smiling at Manny's kind words. The shifter truly was taking the new challenge in stride. It made him want to tease the other gently, something about an artist's disposition going well with the whimsy of the act. "I could say the same," The celestial said warmly, feeling lighter than he had in weeks, "I enjoy it very much, but especially in such conditions. We shall have to endeavor to do so again the next time there is proper dancing -- you'll be dipping your partner in no time at all."

"That sounds very fancy," Manny said, raising his brows slightly. Also an excellent way to learn. He could see Adrasia fitting well in with nobility; he always thought the celestial carried himself with an air of grace that way. Especially so with how he looked tonight if this was how he cleaned up, though he wondered if this was all Roland's influence or if any touches were from Adrasia himself. He smiled, more confidently holding onto the older man's gaze as they continued dancing about with the crowd. "I do, actually. It almost feels like being in one of those Disney movies," he chuckled. "It helps too having a good partner I'm enjoying it with. Do you also like it?" he asked, wondering if Adrasia found pleasure in it beyond the usefulness aspect.

[nicotine-noah]

That pace was just the way Noah liked it and Manny obviously knew that. Noah wrapped his legs around him and rocked with him, moaning and gasping, trying to get him in as deep as possible with every thrust. There was a special kind of frenzy that came with fucking someone in heat and Noah was kind of crazy for it, liking the desperation and the urgency and the way it got him used so rough. Manny was giving him that right now and Noah couldn't get enough, clinging to him and loving the sounds they both made. His cock leaked, trapped between their bodies and getting just the right amount of friction. "Almost there, baby, fuck. Right there." Somehow he still had words as Manny drilled right into the perfect spot over and over. Noah cursed as his back arched and he came hard, untouched, making a mess of their chests and stomachs. "Don't fuckin' stop. Fill me up and make me yours." Noah panted and moaned the words, not even really aware of what he was saying just knowing he wanted everything Manny could give and more.

Manny didn't need any more prompting beyond that. His heat in full swing and patience tested, he gradually built up a steady yet rough pace fucking Noah. He held on fast to the cambion's thigh and hip, nails biting into the soft skin to keep himself grounded in vain. His grunts and labored breaths joined in with the rocking of the bed, the sounds surely loud enough anyone just outside the door would hear and know what was going on. Not that it really mattered –– even outside of heat week sex proved to be the top activity for the willing and unwilling guests in Krovs. He lost the ability to form any words, so lost in the act of fulfilling both their desires and chasing after his next orgasm that wasn't too far off.

[nicotine-noah]

"Hurry up and get to it, then." Noah baited, though he gasped at Manny's mouth on his neck and shivered at the teeth. That would leave a mark and he'd be happy to wear it knowing who it was from. It added an extra thrill to all this, like Manny had claimed him at least for a little while and that sent even more heat to his already hard cock. Soon enough, Manny took him properly and Noah arched his back to take him all in, eyes falling closed for a moment as he was filled properly. "Always feels so good, babe." He groaned, not giving either of them much time to adjust before he rocked down against him insistently. "C'mon, you know I can take it."

"That first option sure sounds delightful," Manny hummed. Truthfully he'd already decided on that; he was just glad Noah agreed with his unspoken decision. Like the cambion didn't already know that was coming. He sucked hard on an exposed clump of skin on Noah's neck, pinching it between his teeth to leave a blossoming bruise there for everyone to see once it developed. With Noah's pants out of the way and spit in his palm, he stroked himself back up to hardness. Heat made it easy to get there. He lined himself up between the other's legs, held onto his hip, and slowly pushed in past that tight ring of muscle. Manny groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as he shuddered from the waves of alternating hot and cold pleasure until he bottomed out.

[nicotine-noah]

"Hope so." Noah mused, smiling back and not minding the tease in the moment. He could be impatient but he didn't mind a little playful back and forth. The smile didn't fade at Manny's moan and he let out a breath when the kiss broke, tilting his head for those heated kisses and half closing his eyes to enjoy them. He kicked his pants away when they were far enough down then huffed a laugh at the murmured offer. "Hmm, well I always want you to fuck me but wouldn't say no to your mouth either. Dealer's choice." Either would be enjoyable, though he figured Manny would fuck him eventually either way given that it was heat week.

"I might," Manny hummed, smiling against Noah's lips as he teased the ever eager cambion. He supposed he couldn't blame Noah for that considering he was half incubus and all. Heat week triggered the same effect for Manny as the simplest touch riled him back up again already. He groaned softly into Noah's mouth just before breaking their kiss. He ducked his head down to Noah's neck, leaving a trail of hot, open-mouthed kisses along his jaw and throat while he worked on pulling the other's pants down his legs. "How would you like me to assist you?" he murmured against the slave's skin.

[nicotine-noah]

"Only a little?" Noah's eyebrows went up though he was smiling as he stood up and then couldn't talk because his lips were busy with Manny's. He went easily where Manny guided him, falling back and pulling the other man on top of him. Noah kissed back hungrily, his hands gripping Manny's hips until he had to lift his arms to get the shirt off. They went right back a moment later, fingers digging in and making a soft into the kiss when Manny touched him. "Suckin' you off got me hard." He murmured, nipping at Manny's bottom lip and rocking into his hand. "Gonna do somethin' about that?" He slid one of his hands off Manny's hip and grabbed his cock, squeezing a little as if to add emphasis to his question.

"Little bit," Manny snorted. His eyes followed Noah as he stood up, eagerly returning the kiss. He hooked his fingers in the belt loops of the other's jeans and guided them towards the bed in the playroom until he felt the back of Noah's knees hit the edge and gently pushed him down onto it, Manny following right away as he climbed on top of the other demon. He kissed him again, not against moving a little slower now that he had a clearer head, and only broke their kiss to get the cambion's shirt off. He moved to open up the other's jeans and slipped his hand in between skin and fabric, curling his fingers around Noah's cock to get him worked up.

[nicotine-noah]

Noah wasn't bothered by the idea of Manny not lasting very long. Heat week was more about a lot of rounds rather than any that lasted for a while. If he got Manny off once he'd be in a better mood for the following rounds, too, given how grouchy he'd been out in the room with everyone else. The cambion heard the warning and could feel that Manny was close by the way his cock throbbed in his mouth. A moment later he groaned as he took what the other man gave him and swallowed eagerly, not spilling a drop. He pulled off when Manny was finished and licked his lips, grinning up at him. "You in a better mood now?" He looked so hot leaning against the door like that, all sweaty and blissed out. Noah leaned forward and ran his tongue over his abs, kissing and nipping his way up over his body until he was standing in front of him and caught his lips in a deep kiss.

Manny wasn't going to last much longer if Noah kept this up. Heat didn't help, it never helped in the endurance department with sex. Fortunately heat wasn't about lasting long it was more about breeding and reproducing, hence the heightened hormones physically prepping those going through this cycle to fuck hard and fuck plenty for seven days of high fertility. Those details weren't particularly important here and now though and they soon faded away from the shifter's mind as the pressure in his lower belly became too much to bear. He mumbled a warning to Noah before he finally came, his seed spilling hot on the cambion's tongue all thanks to his ministrations.

[nicotine-noah]

"Good." Noah usually meant what he said when it came to something sexual he intended to do and almost always put his money where his mouth was. Or put his mouth where he said he would, like now. Manny clearly appreciated it given the noise he made and the way he grabbed his hair. Noah worked his tongue around him as he bobbed his head enthusiastically, almost always happy to suck cock partly because he knew he was good at it. It was thrilling too, though, the taste and feel and it made him hard too. He kept one hand on Manny's hip while the other slid down to play with his balls, humming at the praise and knowing the vibrations would make it even better.

"I had no doubt... you were being serious," Manny said clearly struggling to maintain his string of thought once Noah had him where he wanted him. Heat week lended itself to being a time of quick fucks with very little foreplay and fortunately Noah seemed to understand that concept. He helped his favorite cambion shed some layers and his gaze darkened watching Noah drop to his knees before him. A soft noise escaped through parted lips once that wet heat engulfed his throbbing erection, his eyes fluttering closed for a moment while Manny enjoyed the sensations all the more intense without visual. His fingers found their way in Noah's short hair and he reopened his eyes, biting his bottom lips while he watched the cambion work his magic. "Fuck, you're good at that."

[nicotine-noah]

"I know so." Noah was never humble about his skills in the bedroom and he knew how good he was at sucking cock. Manny's snappish behaviour seemed to have gone already just from this interaction but Noah still intended to follow through. "Mm, knowin' how shy you are about doin' things in public it is." He smiled against Manny's skin as he responded and was easily hauled into the playroom a moment later, glad to hear the slam of the door and to be kissing the shifter again a moment later. He shed his shirt as fast as possible and got Manny's pants and underwear shoved down, pushing him up against this side of the door then sinking to his knees. "Hope you didn't think I was jokin'." Noah teased, settling his hands on Manny's hips and sucking at the head of his cock. He wasn't usually much for that kind of teasing so he started bobbing his head quickly, moaning around him a little at the taste and feel of him in his mouth.

"Oh, you think so?" Manny returned Noah's smirk, his mood already lightening at the sight of his favorite cambion. He gladly returned the kiss with equal fervor, letting Noah take charge there. He did enjoy being bossed around in most cases. "That your idea of a threat?" he exhaled a short laugh once his lips were free. The game already wasn't fair given that Manny's focus was shot with heat brain. Noah kissing along his sweet spot didn't help much either, the shifter tilting his chin up to give the slave more access. He blindly reached for the door handle and found it after a few clumsy grasps, twisting it and opening the door behind himself with ease. He cupped the back of Noah's neck and dragged him inside with him then slammed and locked the door shut behind them. He sought out the slave's sweet lips again, the kiss hotter and deeper than before while Manny's hands worked at removing clothing in the way.

[adrasian]

Adrasia gave the shifter as much time as he needed, but it seemed Manny held onto some of the grace of his feline form with how easily he took to the cadence of the dance. He saw no reason to talk needlessly when Manny grew the confidence to meet his eyes, smiling encouragingly, squeezing his hand gently before he led him into the next turn. "Trying to integrate myself with influential groups in Vienna, many years ago. Then in the French countryside after that, though a different form. A useful dance for peasantry and nobility alike." They had caught up to the pace of most of the other dancers by now, the music swelling. Adrasia held on a little more firmly, just in case, though his expression remained warm and relaxed, whispering to Manny as if asking in secret, "Do you like it?"

"Thank you," Manny said, beaming just as proudly at the compliment. Course he attributed that to Adrasia's teachings, but he'd already said that just now. Getting a better hang of it, he kept his gaze up on the celestial's, following him with muscle memory for the rhythm. Every once and a while he'd glance down at their feet when he faltered, but those moments happened less frequently over time. "How did you learn to dance like this?" he asked.

[adrasian]

Adrasia led Manny through his first steps carefully, pleased by how quickly the shifter caught on. "That's it," He encouraged, grip tightening slightly on Manny's hand to pull him into the gentle turn, "Wonderful. Just follow me." He waited to fully guide them into the flow of the other dancers until he was sure Manny was feeling confident enough to match their pace. When the other's eyes finally lifted to meet Adrasia's own, he was smiling broadly back at Manny, practically glowing with gentle pride. "And you are an excellent student. Not that I had any doubts."

"Drawing shapes, I can do that," Manny said, his smile growing with a subtle excitement behind it. He mirrored Adrasia's posture with his own, though his gaze dropped down to indeed watch how the other moved his feet and following suit. One, two, three, one, two, three.. His brows furrowed in concentration and soon enough he caught the pattern until turning was mentioned. Fuck, what? His only mild panic remained, thankfully, all internal without not a flicker of it hitting his face. Still, he followed Adrasia's steps and it turned out to be less dramatic than he realized as they rotated, keeping in step. "I think I've got it down," he said, daring now to lift his gaze and meet the other man's. "You're a pretty great teacher."

[adrasian]

"No?" Adrasia looked up in surprise from where he'd been gauging the position of their feet, shaking his head in bemusement. "Then we'll take it slow." It was a basic thing to hear Manny say he trusted him, but paired with that charming smile the celestial could not help but feel a rush of warmth in his chest in response, his posture straightening gratefully. "All it is is the drawing of shapes with our feet. Watch." Normally Adrasia would be the one to step forward first, but he decided to reverse it for the sake of not pushing the shifter immediately off balance, using a firm but gentle grasp on the other man to guide him through the tidy box of the basic waltz. "Once you have it, we'll turn together. Slow and steady..."

"Ah... ha, I didn't," Manny admitted with a breath of laughter. But apparently that wouldn't stop him from giving it a shot tonight. When in Rome, right? He was grateful that Adrasia seemed to know better about what they were doing here since Manny's knowledge relied on awkward swaying at junior and high school dances to James Blunt or the wild bumping and grinding to Usher. He followed the celestial's lead, his free hand resting on Adrasia's shoulder. "I trust you," he said, smiling crookedly. "I'll do my best not to step on your feet."

[nicotine-noah]

Noah's smile soured at the snap, frowning at Manny since he definitely wasn't used to that kind of reaction from him. He'd known he was in heat, of course, and they pretty much always had fun during heat week so he'd tapped him on the shoulder to see if he needed help. He almost regretted that but Manny corrected himself pretty quickly. "Looks like you need somethin' more than I do." Noah snarked, still a little disgruntled from the snap, but he softened a moment later. "Maybe I can suck that grouchiness outta you, huh, babe?" His smirk was back pretty quickly and he cupped the back of Manny's neck and pulled him into a rough kiss.

Noah knew by now that Manny wasn't big into doing things in public and would at least want somewhere more secluded but luckily they happened to be near the playroom that was attached to the common room. Noah backed Manny up against it's door, pressing against him. "Unlock that door in thirty seconds or I'm dropping to my knees and suckin' you off right here." He broke the kiss to murmur the words against Manny's lips, nipping at his bottom then trailing kisses down his neck.

So suppressants did jack fucking shit. Correction: they worked just not as long as Manny would've liked. Maybe that was his own fault for once again thinking he could work through heat week without a problem. Did it ever work in his favor? Absolutely not. Did he continue fucking around and finding out anyway? Well... yes. Hence why he picked up suppressants for the first time in his life thinking they'd be helpful. Probably should've read the directions because that shit was definitely wearing off and he was going from all happy and positive to downright cranky real fucking fast.

The other symptoms soon followed. His face colored with a flush of heat from the rising fever and even stripped down to a tank top and uniform pants didn't help cool him. The frustration settled in the pit of his belly, steadily rising and only exacerbating Manny's declining mood. It was the tap on his shoulder that finally had it coming out.

"What?" he snapped despite himself. The shifter caught himself with a momentary grimace and had the sense to reign it back some. "Sorry. What do you need?"

@krovscastlestarters

[adrasian]

Adrasia's smile widened, glad, and he only waited a moment before he took Manny's offered hand with his own, covered in the fine white gloves Roland had given the celestial to match his suit. "I would be more than happy to." The dancing he'd accomplished with the councilman on New Year's had given Adrasia a refreshed confidence in the art, focused as he and Manny took to the floor. "Where did you learn how to dance?" The celestial queried warmly, eyeing their heights a brief moment only to realize with deep amusement that they were not even an inch apart. "Here," He slipped his other hand onto Manny's waist, taking the masculine stance, "I promise not to lead you astray."

"It is rather silly, I can't imagine it either," Manny chuckled. He had his dance card in his pocket and he'd yet to pull it out. Fortunately his night so far resulted in getting those dances he wanted right away. Course he could see how it would work in theory for more popular folks or even slaves or masters wanting to ensure time spent with each other. "I mean, I'm free now if you want to forgo the whole card thing and just dance right away," he suggested, already offering out his hand.

[adrasian]

Adrasia regarded the paper with new appreciation now, though he couldn't help a small laugh. "I cannot imagine having so many people to dance with that you'd have to write them down to keep track of." He turned it over in his hand, shaking his head. "Such funny rituals humanity devises." He could see the appeal perhaps, in the memento time would make of such a thing. There were few people in Krovs Adrasia would want to remember once (if) he put the castle behind him. Manny was one of them. "Shall I write on yours, then?" He prompted with a small smile, "And you on mine? Or should we not if we are going to dance right away?"

"Oh, thank you, that's... that's very sweet," Manny said, beaming though his focus was more on still admiring Adrasia a moment or two longer. He certainly had a Disney prince look going on here all dressed up in this extravagant suit. The mask added an air of mystery that the celestial already possessed despite Manny not needing to guess who wore it. "Yes, that's the thing," he chuckled. "It's meant to keep track of dance partners for the night who might request one from you or something along those lines. I also think it's optional if you prefer to live life on the wild side and just wing it."