10-09-2012, 05:10 PM
Even if Hadley had been ten times as louder, Sebastian probably wouldn't have noticed him. Mostly because his senses were currently overwhelmed by the sheer amount of Jazper he was trying to handle. Over eight feet of muscle and thick fur kept him pinned to the tree, large arms wrapped around him and the Alpha Male's hot, heavy, whiskey-scented breath against his skin and large, sharp teeth against his sensitive throat. His light accented voice and low, rough grunts and rumbling growls almost made his bones vibrate. Not even considering the dominance the Sole projected, from his every movement to his rumbled words.
Sebastian moaned softly, his hips already beginning a slow, rolling motion against the Alpha's thickly muscled abdomen by the time he registered his name being spoken by a familiar tone. Dazed by the alcohol and Jazper's intense presence, his mind went blank until the dark-furred leader spoke.
"Don't worrry, Hadley," he purred, rumbling the R in his chest. "We're just having some fun." Sebastian trailed a slow lick from Jazper's throat to his cheek to prove it, chuckling softly as he nuzzled the leader's massive, rounded shoulder.
His eyes shone with the wickedness of the next idea that struck him. He forgot about Ismeme for the moment, focusing entirely on Hadley for the moment.
"Hmm..." he considered both large, powerful men for a moment. Even though Hadley was nearly a foot smaller than Jazper, both men were still very big and powerful. He'd had sex with both men previously. And now here they both were, both of them excited, drunk and very attracted to the slender artisan pinned against a tree.
He shared a momentary, conspiratorial glance with Jazper.
"Hadley," he murmured, a wicked gleam in his eyes as his imagination ran wild, a sultry smirk on his muzzle. "Perhaps you wouldn't mind joining us, hmm?" He stretched out a welcoming hand to the ex-slave, looking up at Jazper with a playfully pleading pout on his muzzle. Of course Jazper had to be okay with it, but somehow Sebastian did not think he would mind.
Sebastian moaned softly, his hips already beginning a slow, rolling motion against the Alpha's thickly muscled abdomen by the time he registered his name being spoken by a familiar tone. Dazed by the alcohol and Jazper's intense presence, his mind went blank until the dark-furred leader spoke.
"Don't worrry, Hadley," he purred, rumbling the R in his chest. "We're just having some fun." Sebastian trailed a slow lick from Jazper's throat to his cheek to prove it, chuckling softly as he nuzzled the leader's massive, rounded shoulder.
His eyes shone with the wickedness of the next idea that struck him. He forgot about Ismeme for the moment, focusing entirely on Hadley for the moment.
"Hmm..." he considered both large, powerful men for a moment. Even though Hadley was nearly a foot smaller than Jazper, both men were still very big and powerful. He'd had sex with both men previously. And now here they both were, both of them excited, drunk and very attracted to the slender artisan pinned against a tree.
He shared a momentary, conspiratorial glance with Jazper.
"Hadley," he murmured, a wicked gleam in his eyes as his imagination ran wild, a sultry smirk on his muzzle. "Perhaps you wouldn't mind joining us, hmm?" He stretched out a welcoming hand to the ex-slave, looking up at Jazper with a playfully pleading pout on his muzzle. Of course Jazper had to be okay with it, but somehow Sebastian did not think he would mind.