[M] [DND] sanguine debauchery
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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.
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The ball had gone nicely enough. Dancing with Alaki, giving Skye the present. Oddly enough, she had hardly seemed the recognise the lean Italian. Heh. Well, maybe he'd have to work on making himself more memorable.

Still, he had done a good job tonight. Aside from that little painting he had gifted to Skye, he had been remarkably restrained. No seducing the visitors. No erotic dancing on the columns in the Great Hall. His jeans had stayed on the entire night and he had barely even gotten drunk yet. All in all, his behaviour was just about impeccable.

And like dormant volcano, all that self-control was about to erupt.

Sebastian sauntered over to the bonfire, closing his eyes as a few sparks bounced off his chest. A glass of sharp red wine was held in one black hand, half-empty now. Most people had gravitated towards the bonfire for a little more casual revelry, with plenty of drinks to go around. It was a fun night, all told. Still, he hadn't yet had any of that special thing that could make even the most unremarkable night unforgettable.

Sex.

He loved it.

And currently in Casa di Cavalieri, the man he loved sex the most with was one Jazper Rhiannon-Knight, Sole and Alpha to Casa di Cavalieri and the biggest wolf he had ever seen. Coal-black fur and with bright yellow eyes made brighter by his striking sun tattoo. Huge, rippling muscles, strong Scottish accent and a dominant nature. All these personified Jazper and made him incredibly attractive to the lithe artisan.

And there he was, close to the bonfire. Fearless as always. The firelight glinted off his teeth as he smiled- even many of his smiles looked faintly threatening with those gleaming knives for fangs. For now, he was alone, though as a leader that wouldn't be for long. Especially not with the Italian fox so close.

Sebastian slunk behind the massive Alpha, padding soundlessly across the dry grass until he was right behind the huge Sole. He had a great ass, the Italian noted. He'd seen it and groped it plenty of times, but still. One had to appreciate what one had. Sebastian stepped lithely beside him, one hand giving Jazper's ass a good grope. Mindful of the onlookers that might see, he quickly moved the hand to rest on the Sole's lower back.

"Enjoying the celebrations, Jazzy?" he asked innocently, taking another long gulp from the wineglass and setting it down on a nearby table. His smile became a leering smirk as he raised his head to look up at the massive, dark male. "Why don't we celebrate somewhere more private, hmm?" He raised his muzzle a little higher, lowering his voice. "Anything you want."
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OOC: sorry this is so late hun. / +300


The Ball was finally coming to the close and he night was now well under way when Jazper left the few remaining to continue their chatter in the Great Hall while he headed out just past the Fort gates and started up a fire. A small crowd gathered around the fire with their drinks in hands. Already it was clear most of the Ball attendees had already consumed a few drinks and Jazper was no exception.

With the more casual environment and move of the d’Arte members sleeping in the spare rooms or starting their travel home the Knight had taken to drinking harder liquor straight from the bottle. One of the darker aspects of the warrior pack was that most members had skeletons in their closet and many took to smoking or drinking regularly.

Already feeling numb from the glasses of wine throughout the evening and a few swings of whiskey it didn’t surprise the Knight to see Sebastian make his way into the small crowd with wine in hand. A little to tipsy to keep track of the small figure Jazper’s fur stood up when he heard the red mans voice bidding him for some celebratory fun. With a cocky sideways smirk the warrior motioned with his head for the smaller male to follow him.

Keeping the whiskey bottle fight in he lead Sebastian with a wink and a chuckle deep into the forest and far away from any witnesses. As soon as he believed they were out of earshot he turned to face the erotic artist. Why don’t you get down on your knees sugar. Fenris knows I deserve it after such success. His voice was steady and confident as he spoke, the end of his words only slightly slurred from the alcohol.




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Jazzy certainly seemed up for it, judging by that cocky smirk on his face. Oh, he was definitely up for it. Sebastian grinned and followed beside the massive Sole, his hips bumping against the Knight's leg occasionally. He wanted to do it in the forest? Well, he hadn't had outside-sex very often, but he didn't see why not... Besides, the chance of discovery changed everything. Made it more exciting.

The sounds of the others gradually faded away, leaving the two undetectable in the dark forest. Jazzy could do whatever he wanted now. Of course Sebastian knew Jazper would never hurt him, but still. Even the faintest chance of extra danger, the smallest extra power he gave Jazper over him, it sent a thrill through his veins.

He was definitely drunk. But then, so was Sebastian. The Italian chuckled and sauntered closer to the huge Alpha Male, getting down on one knee to get face-to-groin with Jazper.

"Rrrrrreally?" he purred, rolling the R seductively. His hot breath washed over the bulge in Jazper's ripped pants for a few moments, his tongue slipping along the flesh and fur of Jazper's abdomen for a couple of seconds before the Italian straightened up. His chest pressed against Jazper's torso as he leaned forward before he jumped, wrapping his legs around the Knight's sides and putting his hands on the back of Jazper's neck. His orange eyes burned with a slow molten gold.

"If you deserve it, handsome..." Sebastian gently nipped the dominant Alpha's neck before he whispered into his ear. "Then come and take it."
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He took another gulp, the sharp sting of the alcohol not warding him off. The hard liquor was strong enough to effect him easily enough, the trees around him wobbling back and forth, his head feeling light as a feather and his mind struggling to focus even on the simplest of actions. If he had been sober the Knight would never have thought about sneaking off with Sebastian while the new allies still lingered around the territory, but as it was his judgment failed him and his body’s feral needs betrayed him.

They had traveled south, out of the direction the Artisans would be traveling, the Sole positive that the Cavaliers would go to bed earlier with all the excitement over.
A large smile appeared on his face as the red coated male dropped to his knees, please that Sebastian would at least take orders in sexual matters, but his smile turned to a frown as the little minx sprung up, easily wrapping his legs around the Knight’s middle. The whispered challenge was all he needed, the Alpha blood boiling with instinct as he quickly pressed Sebastian’s back against the nearest tree. Claws dug into the small males rear and he began to kiss and tease the underside of his jaw. You’re a stubborn little firecracker aren’t you. He growled deeply, his left hand running smoothly down the subordinate’s leg.







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Sebastian chuckled low in his throat, his hips grinding a slow rhythm against the much larger male until Jazper forcefully pushed him against a broad tree, his incredibly muscular torso trapping the lean Italian between the Sole's powerful body and the rough bark of the tree. Sebastian's legs could hardly wrap around his broad abdomen, though at least his arms were free.

The artisan let out a soft moan as Jazper's claws dug into his backside, felt even through the fabric of his jeans. The dark leader's normal light Scottish lilt had deepened with the bass of his low growl. Sebastian's hands constantly roamed around the Alpha Male's upper body, running across his shoulders to his neck and ears, sliding along his jaw and muzzle before returning to the back of his neck again. The acrobat chuckled again at his dominator's growled words, wriggling his slender torso against Jazper's body and leaning over to nip Jazper's ear as the Sole's tongue and teeth wandered the underside of his jaw.

"I try," he purred warmly, moonlight glinting off his teeth in a quick, sharp smile. "You're used to getting what you want, aren't you? Do you want me?" White teeth flashed again in a sly smirk as Sebastian angled his head to gently bite the junction between Jazper's neck and shoulder, running his salmon-pink tongue up from the side of his neck to his ear as he inhaled Jazper's masculine scent.
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OOC so Hadley is a conclusion jumping idiot. dont worry, hes partly drunk and easily aroused right now. wont take more than a single post to get him to relax


He had enjoyed the gathering more than he'd thought he would. The world of parties was a familiar one, drinking and flirting cheerfully. His mood was much more solemn and serious than his old self, but he was truly having fun. Besides, it wasn't like he got drunk easily. It was a touch unfortunate that he had to down a couple bottles before growing tipsy. It was still nice. Smelling Sebastian a grin broke out on his face, thinking about how great it would be to see him. And hug him. And kiss him. And touch him. And make him squirm. Not usually thoughts he indulged in, but ones without the usual floodgate that stopped them when he was sober.


He moved down the path relatively gracefully, not running into anything. Jazper's scent soon joined in, arousing Hadley's curiosity. What were they doing together? Perhaps Jazper swung that way. Chuckling to himself at the thought of the powerful leader falling prey to the charms of the savvy red male he rounded the corner, and froze in surprise. He spotted Jazper holding Sebastian pinned against the tree. The heavy scent of arousal was in the air, but Hadley didn't notice it. He just charged ahead clumsily. Hey! Let go of Sebby! That was his master! No one would hurt him, not even the sole.


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It was obvious that Hadley had quite a bit to drink. She wasn’t going to stop him though. He seemed so happy and carefree, besides, he deserved a break since he was always taking care of her. She hadn’t noticed he left the campfire for a moment and didn’t see him when she looked up. Isa followed his scent, finding him charging towards Jazper and Sebastian, demanding Jazper let go of the red male. Isa wasn’t even aware that Jazper swung that way but the pair seemed rather cozy.

She moved forward to wrap her arms around Hadley’s waist, hugging him from behind as he got close to the other pair. Come on Hadley. Seb isn’t being hurt. See? He’s having fun. She smirked and looked up at her Sole. Sorry Jazzy, I think Hadley here might have had a little too much to drink.
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Despite his aggressive stance and the rage and lust that grew like a monster within him the brute nipped tenderly at Sebastian’s neck with a teasing growl. His eyes rolled back into his head as the tiny male gently played with his ear. His jaw relaxed and opened ever so slightly in a grunt as the red fox nipped at his throat, and a began to grow in protest. Pulling back slightly his golden eyes intensely looked into the matching set before him. I always get what I want. He huffed with a sideways smirk. He was the alpha of these lands and if he wanted to fuck everyone in it he god damn would and no one would stop him.

Just as he was about to force the crimson trickster to the ground a voice caught his attention. His lip curled up the show his teeth but not a sound came from him as Ismeme restrained the brown hued ex-slave. The Sole would not growl at Hadley, as much as his judgment was clouded at the moment and his blood boiled at being interrupted he dare not scare the continuously anxious male. He gave the grey female a moment to explain things before he confirmed what the males mate had already told her, We’re just foolin' around man.





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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.
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Arms wrapped right around him, stopping the charging hybrid. His fangs were bared, completely out of his league and still enthusiastic to chomp at them both. The smooth words calmed him down, taking another look at the scene before him. Were they really? Jazper did confirm that they were fooling around with a much more relaxed and lustful tone than he was used to from the leader. Sebastian's familiar voice rolled out, thick with lust. That he was used to, but usually directed towards him, not the alpha. Realizing that it really was what they were saying Hadley turned seven different shades of red, eyes looking everywhere but at the couple against the tree. He knew Sebastian would screw any male that even looked at him with something that might be interest. He just hadn't realized that included Jazper.

The invitation shocked him. Frozen in place the large male looked up, staring at the couple this time. Both of them were heavily aroused, and Hadley wasn't going to deny that he was attracted to Sebastian, not right now. Isa's arms ran comfortingly over his body. Join? Isa leaned up, whispering that it was okay and to have fun before slipping off. Forlornly he stared after Isa as she disappeared. He was supposed to join in? Shaking his head he lifted the bottle in his hand, taking another deep swig. Well, perhaps it wouldn't be such a bad idea. He stepped forwards, looking to Jazper for permission. Okay. Sex would be nice. Very nice. He'd only done a threesome once before, and it had freaked Isa out. Still, this could be okay. Everyone seemed happy. His ability to think about the consequences was utterly gone.


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