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Vitaly made sure to check in on all the new faces as they were brought into the castle. He made an effort to do an individual assessment on each person that came on to the premises mostly because it was the one way he could get through his day outside of the clinic without having to spend an immense amount of time near his new boss. Vitaly stood at the entryway, curling his fingers. "My name is Doctor Alehkin." He began, crossing his arms. "We are going to do full assessment. This can happen here, or clinic. I would prefer here, but you can refuse and we can go to clinic. I will make sure you are in prime health. Try not to bite me. I bite back." He added, tilting his head.
A stress headache had been pounding away at Dante's temples since he'd woken up in the castle only a few short hours earlier. It hadn't taken him long at all to realize where he was and just who had likely had a hand in putting him in the Undercroft. The werewolf blamed himself at least partly for his current situation, having been so desperate for some affection, some kind of distraction, that when Hunter had come along he hadn't even thought the man might be suspicious or might have been laying on the charm too thick. Dante groaned quietly at the thought, still sprawled out on his cot with one arm over his eyes, mentally kicking himself for being such an idiot. The omega reluctantly moved a few seconds later to push himself up into a sitting position at the sound of footsteps approaching the cot, having hoped that he'd remain unnoticed for a while longer. He sat up, gaze focused on the opposite wall instead of the man in front of him. "Can I help you?"
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Vitaly would be remiss to deny the little wrath demon had gnawed his way forcefully into a soft spot. A soft spot built on the premise of fucking but a soft spot none the less. "Is why I made them up for you. Now you have reason to annoy me instead of riding on glorified bicycle." He joked as he looked at Finn. "I will gladly make you jingle tonight."
"I did," Finn replied, grinning with genuine glee thinking back on Vitaly's gifts to him. "They were perfect, you know I'll be cashin' in those coupons." He leaned in to Vitaly's space a little more, his elbow on the bar and chin in his hand. "The only thing Santa hasn't given me today is a solid fuckin' from a sexy hellhound."
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Vitaly studied the other for a moment. "Having to protect town and put up with Lucien. Sounds like recipe for very big headache." He teased before he went back to his drink. "In town where I was made, police was KGB. KGB was a little ruthless. But I don't think Krovs requires KGB. It has it's own... ruthless rules. These are better than other issues police officer could have. But if not saving day, what do you do here?"
"Well, I'd wager I take most of the headaches Dr. Gaudet enjoys inducin' upon others," Kaden chuckled, taking a much needed sip of whiskey at mention of his master. It didn't surprise him that Lucien would harass the infirmary staff around here as Kaden lived on the receiving end of a few rants and arrest requests he constantly had to remind his owner he wasn't authorized to make. "Other than that, I work in town as a police officer."
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Fuck this was a side of Lucien he was never going to tire of. He had to get out of sorts with the council man more often as he gripped the ass tightening around his cock while kissing him slowly. Best welcome home gift he'd gotten thus far as he thrusted with well aimed strokes directly into the warmth enveloping him. "Is very good to be home, Lucien..." He agreed as he reached to cup the vampire's chin, tilting his head as he leaned in to kiss and nip along the others neck.
Everything moved so fast, but it was pace he wanted in the state he was, in no mood for the normal bickering, just ready and eager for the hellhound for once and not denying it. A hand ran over Vitaly's cheek as he pushed all the way into him. "Take your time." He breathed against his lips running his thumb over the bottom before his lips touched them. "Welcome home." He smiled. "Vitaly." He said before his tongue dipped into the warm threshold exploring all the flavors he'd missed while the former head doctor of the castle was gone.
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Ah. A pissing contest. "I did. Because we have demons. And celestials. Morphine either burn too quick or settle and freeze in blood. Which is why they need fentanyl. Will work better and longer, or dilaudid if is even asked for. We keep morphine for humans. Is better suited in village where they have more of those creatures. Save for two in castle. So tell me again, what we need morphine for when we should have higher level of pain med for creatures here in castle?" "I will not argue with you. But system that was in place when I was here worked. Benefited both town and castle. But fine. Do as you will, sir." Vitaly muttered with a voice full of sarcasm. He walked out of the med room before turning around "Supplies for village should be top priority. Stopped there before I came home. Is also shit show like this closet."
"I arranged these shelves because its my shelves." Florian said pointing to the the little nametag on the wall that had his name on it. "So if you would please stop fucking with my supplies that would be amazing." he said taking a box out of the others hands to put back where he had gotten it from.
"Useless? I know that you didn't just morphine useless." Florian was trying his best not to swat at Vitaly's hand as he reorganized his shelf but his patience was wearing thin. "I carry everything in this closest because I never know what I will see." Swatting at the others hand. "My lord, where the fuck did you learn medicine? WebMD?" He snapped.
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"You have only been in hospital twice since I have been back. You are doing good." He teased as he took his own sip of his drink. "Did you get good present from me? Besides outfit. But I think as santa I did this for me instead of you." He joked as he rested a hand on the other thigh. "What would wrath demon want for Christmas that santa didn't provide?"
Finn hummed into the kiss, smiling crookedly once they broke away. Vitaly did make it hard to say no to. He hopped up on the stool next to him, ordering himself a Guinness from the server. "How generous o' you," he chuckled. "I take it this means I must've made your nice list, have I?"
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The little nibbler was all but napping before he even finished the water, nearly falling asleep in the bowl. Humming, he nodded. "Might be good. Is not first puppy I've cared for but has been some time." He admitted. "You have good dog. Videos must be worth watching." He nodded to the other pup in the vicinity. "She is good dog. Can sense it. The nose knows."
"Not me," Seth immediately denied himself involved in Vitaly's allegation. He had his own sources and methods in that department, though his work might not be useful for actual health problems for long-term use. "Training's absolutely a necessity. The alpha thing helps in establishing roles between you and your pup, for sure, but you still need to put in the work to get what you want. And I'm sure that little guy is going to test your alpha status in the process." He smirked, knowing all too well. He'd claim to be the alpha between himself and Circe but his precious pup had him wrapped around her paw. "I have some YouTube vids saved I can share if you like."
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Vitaly chuckled as the other moved further into him, smelling the breath of the trite little thing. "Is not that easy to get anything. You need to put in some work. But you are already very well on your way to getting almost anything you want." He admitted as his hand slid down to the other's ass. "Of course, I need to ask if you would do this without drink. You smell like barrel of whiskey."
Charlie didn't know why he hadn't approached Vitaly before now. The dragon had a kind of fondness for wolves and hellhounds and the man was fucking gorgeous. Oh, well, better late than never. His grin widening a bit when the doctor wrapped an arm around him, Charlie looked pleased at the thought that Vitaly wasn't going to tell him no. "I'm not that drunk." He denied, curling his fingers into the man's shirt. "And I'm very sure I want to play this game."
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Vitaly kept the puppy close, looking around for a moment before he found a spicket and got some water out, warming it with his own touch in a bowl on the ground and holding it up to the dog. The dog drank slowly, clearly having become comfortable tucked into Vitaly's jacket. "Is alright. I could use guard dog for medication cabinet. Some fae have sticky fingers." He sighed as he looked down at the pup. "But if tips and tricks for training.... Alpha coding might be enough but not always. Some puppies need teaching."
"He is not mine," Seth replied, his features melting into a smile at the sight of the puppy in the castle doctor's arms. He had his own dog at his side, the leash wrapped around his hand while a golden retriever dressed in her reindeer costume stood loyally at his side. Her tail wagged and ears perked forward seeing a possible new friend and Seth couldn't resist a cute four-legged creature that seemed in need of a home. "I mean, if you don't want him, I wouldn't say no to a little brother for Circe here. Does he have any tags or anything on him?"
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Vitaly could practically smell the undercroft on the other. Unfortunate that two such creatures should be stuck out in the cold. "Is dog smell. They smell me, I smell familiar. I smell safe. Alpha scent is unmistakeable. Is not always compliment for such tiny creatures to come running. I never wanted to be parent. But pack leader? Who knows." He offered as he kept the pup in his jacket. "And you? Need warmth? We should get indoors. Is cold this time of year."
Adrasia came to a halt seeing such a large form bent over that smaller one, worry grasping the angel until he could make out the grumbly but warm tones of the other man's voice. Relaxing a mite, the slave crept closer, straightening immediately as Vitaly turned to him as if he'd been caught out at something. "No, no, not mine. I heard him whining a small while ago but couldn't get ahold of him. So I thought..." Adrasia sheepishly held up the small paper cup in his hand, a few bites of crumbled hamburger he'd begged off a nearby diner at the bottom, "Though he seems to like you well enough to not need to be bribed."
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"The more you complain, the more you make worse." He offered, giving him a look. "Like time I told you the more you get 'hurt' to spend time in my office the more I find things that hurt to heal." Grinning, he grabbed Finn by the chin lightly, covering the demon's lips with his own. "There's good spirit. Come. Have a drink. Warm up. And then I will warm you. Tis season."
"I'd say that more about you lookin' sexy," Finn returned, his gaze drifting downwards to take in every inch of Vitaly's exposed skin in the outfit. He'd been about to complain about his own outfit yet the hellhound had a way of silencing those scathing remarks with something that Finn could best reference as "positive reinforcement." Outfit he hated wearing but only made Vitaly want to fuck him more? How could he refuse? Maybe Finn needed some serious mental evaluation. "It could be worse," he begrudgingly agreed. "It could also be better." He shrugged. "Sure look this is it."
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Vitaly snorted as the other grumbled at him, very much used to the Scrooge like nature the other perpetually lobbed at him. "I mean, this could be made to happen." He moved to step closer to the other. "You want me to fight someone? Get a little bloody? Get savage?" His eyes danced with the warning signs of a shift, always willing to embrace the darker nature. "I cannot make myself bleed without cause. This would be... what is word, counter productive? Must be fun in order to do. Or... you could make me bleed. No cheap shot, though."
"You are likely on an interpol most wanted list, savage." Lucien grumbled crossing his arms thankful to be in robes and not something revealing regardless if maybe he was wearing Vitaly's gift under it, not that the savage was going to find out. "I do not." For someone born on Christmas Lucien did not have any Christmas spirit, not sure even 3 ghosts could scare it back into him. "How about watching you choke on your own blood, is that on your little list, chien?"
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Vitaly didn't have much that was soft about him. But as he wandered the village and found the small pup alone in the cold, he couldn't help himself. Half-drunk but definitely feeling some things, he lifted the little pup into his arms. "Is time of year for a family, puppy." He murmured as he cradled it in his hold, likely much warmer than anything the puppy had been near in a while. "I know demon who is mouthy like you." He grumbled as the pup tried nibbling on his knuckle. "Christmas puppy. What should we name you?" He wondered. Hearing steps behind him, the hellhound turned. ".... da? He yours?"
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Vitaly laughed as Lucien passed by him, almost making the noise such as "ho, ho, ho". "And yet, here you are. I am looking like chance at nice list, yes?" He joked as he looked at Lucien. "Come on, Lucien. Even you must have some christmas spirit. What would you like. Blood wine? A good time? Maybe time on Santas lap?"
Lucien was heading back to his suite after a long enough evening of being out. He still wasn't the most extroverted despite who he spent time with which seemed to be someone far more outgoing than he was. He had his limits, while Raphael had much more stamina than he did some nights. The quiet of the castle was welcomed, or more so than that of Raph's club.
He took the long way to his suite, needlessly, or perhaps needfully depending on how one looked at it. The scoff came out of him almost unconsciously when he came across Vitaly. "I see you put an extreme amount of effort into your appearance. How thoughtful."
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Vitaly watched as the other strolled up and let out a low whistle. "Sexy. Very sexy." He was dressed in his own Santa esque outfit. "I bet you jingle with every bounce." He teased, toying with a bell. "I'll buy you anything tonight. As long as you... bounce accordingly." He joked. Though if anyone were to irritate that other, Vitaly would deck them as a gift. "Why long face? This outfit is not as bad as others."
"Don't," Finn warned as he rolled up to the bar for a very much needed drink. His outfit tonight attracted attention immediately and not just because of how much skin it showed. The fucking bells Gareth so graciously added onto the thing jingled with every fucking movement. It'd barely been an hour and he already hated the sound and they opened up the door to more than a few shitty lines. He needed and wanted a drink. "Not a fuckin' word please about the bells or... the whole thing." Never in a million years would Finn have chosen to dress like this in public willingly. "At least let me get a fuckin' beer first."
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Vitaly was always one to enjoy the climate of the parties. Always someone willing to have a little fun, if not be a nice little punching bag. Depended on how they looked, who they were. But when the little one owned by Raph sidled up to him, he raised his brows. "And you... are very intoxicated." The doctor wrapped an arm around the boy to steady him. "But how do I say no to such cute face, hm? Are you sure you want to play this game little one? I will not say no."
Charlie had been looking forward to the New Years party and surprising Raphael with the outfit he'd picked out (along with the 'surprise' underneath), but the dragon was still feeling grumpy from his realization during Christmas. He'd never appreciated being lied to -- which Raphael and Cairo had both done by never telling him about their relationship as father and son. The dragon never really expected his master to be honest with him ever, but he'd hoped that Cairo at least would be. That's what he got, he guessed, for thinking there could be one decent person among the staff in Krovs. Cairo himself had warned him. It didn't help with how he was feeling that now he just felt like an actual idiot for not realizing sooner.
His current way of dealing with the frustration probably wasn't the best or the healthiest. By now, Charlie had downed more than a few drinks, which had boosted up his confidence by a bit. The dragon downed another shot and then waded through the crowded club, getting right into another's space and pressed up against them. "Oh, hello, you're very handsome. Please tell me you don't have anyone else to spend the night with."
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