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Brat summer

PAMPERED PET

Most people know you two are a couple...or they assume. Truth be told, they're part right. Whether you're a romantic couple or not, you are together sexually. On top of that, though, there's a little nugget of information most don't know: you're kinky. Maybe even lifestyle kinky. Whether or not that's the case, and whether your relationship is BDSM, master/slave, petplay, daddy/little girl or boy, spoiled princess/prince complex, or something different all together, one of you is a bit more "kept" than the other. There's certainly a good deal of doting going on, but don't forget - when you're naughty, punishment may be necessary. You wouldn't want that, would you?

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(( Honestly down for anything ))

{ more likely to be pampered because he's a princess, but open to anything }

[Pat his head and call him a good boy? Also a perfect guard dog.]

[ m/f. pref for the master role. i'd love for him to pamper a cute girl. ]

[ The dominant. Kneel before your mistress. ]

[ Owner / master / daddy. ]

((ooc; either role though please no parental/infantalizing type roles))

(probably the dominant role but the reverse might be funny.)

[Points towards her name~. Now be a good pet.]

[ info in journal, open to canon and cross 20+. happy to discuss assumed cr or use a sex game setting to help things along. I'm interested in putting her on both sides of this with a lean into petplay or spoiled princess. for her the pet role is probably an occasional (or first-time?) stress relief thing to let her turn off emperor brain for a while. down for pampering or playful punishments in either role, especially breaking out a muzzle when she's the master. ]

[Either role is fine!]

[He'd set the mood this evening, having teased the vampire with it before, the potential for it. The knowing and not telling. Lestat was impatient, and for a creature that could wait for centuries, Rowan found that an infinitely amusing little crack to prod at.

He'd had the house cleaned, refreshed all the wards (particularly those in the windows, ones he'd put in place since the vampire had become a semi-permanent fixture in his life), eaten before the sun had set, and he'd spent time soaking in the bath, relaxing and biding his time while he felt the night sweep over the land. He'd become attuned to when darkness fell, and he wondered if that was a lingering trace of Lestat's marking him, something to let him know when his lover was safe.

He was still in the bath when he heard the front door open, and he knew Lestat would be reading the note that had been left pinned to it.]

There are two boxes on the dining table. Choose both if you like, but one of them specifically will be used tonight. The other is at your discretion. I expect you to bring them to me in the bath. Do not put them on before I give you permission. You may remove your clothes first, if you like.

[On the table were two simply wrapped boxes. One held a collar with a leash attached. The other held length of fur with a silver plug at the end. Lestat could likely figure out what both were for.]

[ lestat was beginning to really enjoy his little hikes through the wilderness to find rowan's cottage amist the trees. the ring allowed him a small window of sunset to admire the world in, the light filtering through the canopy above small slivers of gold, mini spotlights scattered across the forest floor. shy, alien faces began to peer out at him the deeper he walked. from shallow caves dug into the earth, from the hollows of great tree trunks. glimmers in the corners of his eyes, that he does not bother turning to look at. lestat just offers a genial smile and carries on to follow the sweet scent of honey and smoke, in until the cottage appears like a beacon of comfort in the tangle of endless trees and foliage.

the note is studied over and over, re-read a few times to ensure that he understood the instructions clearly. okay, two boxes - presumably the collar and leash rowan had been teasing. admittedly the thought already has a thread of arousal stirring in lestat's lower body, a grin that he has to rub his face in an attempt to erase. he enters quickly and begins to strip, catching whiffs of hot water and the pleasant scent of beeswax on the air. anticipation trills though him and in his haste he simply snatches up both boxes and trots to the bathroom, leaving his clothes strewn messily on the floor. eyes bright and cheeks flushed, he takes in the sight of rowan lounging in the bath with relish, making an low sound of appreciation.]

A surprise for me, Ro? What is the event?

[ spoiling the slow anticipation of the atmosphere with his eagerness, just a little. he sets the boxes down in favour of loping over and resting his hip against the lip of the tub, gazing down at thr fae man lovingly.]

Evening, love.

[He could hear the rushed removal of clothing, smiling despite himself as he pictured the look on the vampire's face. He didn't have to picture it long, as the man in question walked in, and that eagerness was evident in a way that made him glad he'd decided to indulge them both. He loved to see Lestat happy. Content. Satiated in all ways he could make him. He was looking at him through half-lidded eyes, feeling relaxed and content in the heat of the water that was scented with something to enhance his own personal scent as opposed to covering it.

That ass was bared for a brief second before the hip rested on the bath, and he grinned up at the very eager pet ready to play.]

It is indeed. And the event is that I want you, as I always do. Now, before you set that collar in place, I want to advise you that it's magicked. I don't use spells on you without permission, so it's up to you if you want to put it on or not. Once locked, unless I unlock it, the bearer will get a bit of a jolt if they try to remove it themselves. Nothing fatal. But I imagine it's what a low level electrical shock feels like.

[He smiled up at Lestat, flicking water with his hand as he hummed.]

Do you still want to play, my little pretty one?

[ ah, so it was the collar! lestat was previously reluctant to admit that the thought of being collared and leashed was exciting, but in the moment he found himself not caring quite as much. playing games with rowan promised delight and more magic, which was definitely an appeal to the vampire. he's nodding before rowan even asks, only faltering to crinkle his nose at the little flick of water.

he threads his own fingers through the waters surface idly, nursing a wry smile of his own.]

Truly you spoil me, cher. How could I refuse, when you are presented so elegantly upon my arrival?

If it is a game you have devised for me, then I have no choice but to enthusiastically accept.

Bring it over so I can put it on you. And the tail as well.

[He sat up, but stayed in the water, leaning on the tub as he nipped at Lestat's thigh, then urged him to go get the toys.]

I'll have to get out of my bath to play, but I want that leash in hand when I do.

[... tail? lestat smiles faintly at the little nip to his thigh, curious. he straightens up and pads over to the boxes, kneeling to open them carefully. ah, now he sees the tail.

he makes a noise of indignation as he notes the silver plug, cheeks flushing. that was to go inside him? was he a dog? there's a little scowl on his face as he returns to the edge of the bath with both the tail and collar and leash combination piled into one box, cheeks reddened.]

I - I did not see the tail. You wish to both collar me and make me your pet, oui? I will not be barking.

[ you didn't have to bring it over if you didn't want it, lestat. he leans his hip against the rim of the bath once again, playing with the o ring of the golden collar idly.]

You'll bark if I ask you to.

[He moved to stand, water sluicing off him as he did. He saw that curious and petulant mix on Lestat's face, another idea coming to mind. Fortunately, what he wanted was close by, so it wouldn't take long to get to. He glanced down at the vampire's groin to see the state of him... not quite at a point where he couldn't use it.

Wonderful. The collar would have to wait for just a minute.]

Mind handing me a towel?

[He asked because the collar wasn't on yet. Until that snapped into place, Lestat could be the petulant brat he adored.]

-Hein? Will I?

[... lestat doesn't quite know what to do with that statement, so he simply sets the box aside and moves to grab rowan a rather fluffy looking towel. he's wrestling with a scowl as he offers it to rowan, though the sight of his lean fae lover bare does soften his expression a touch.]

You are a vision, dear.

And yet if given the option between myself to stare at and you, I'd choose you every time.

[He took the towel as he stepped out of the tub, dabbing it at himself and going over to a small wooden dresser. There were oils within he had plans on using; some fae origin, some simply human, and inside a drawer, something golden glinted that he slipped into his hand before moving to walk away, hiding it in the towel as he rubbed at himself.

He moved around the room, drying himself off and watching Lestat, as if he had absolutely no tricks up his sleeve.]

Remind me to imbue the ring before you leave. I don't know how long the magic lasts yet, and I'm not willing to risk it fading when I'm not near to do so.

[He ruffled the towel over his hair, then came to stand in front of Lestat, towel between them, staring into eyes that always seemed to change what kind of blue they wanted to be. Violet. Ice. He found it utterly marvelous.

He was staring into those pretty eyes as he dropped the towel, hand moving forward as he stepped in closer to slip something over the softened cock resting under a groomed patch of pubic hair. The soft click of the lock slipping into place, and then he smiled as the cock cage rested, confining one of his favorite toys. Then he held his hand up.]

I'll take the collar now, love.

[ rowan was up to something, lestat was sure of it. either that or he was setting the mood of the night - that of lestat's patience, in particular. this may become more challenging than he had initially thought. still, the man was gorgeous as he made a lazy circuit around the room, drying himself. in the low light of the cottage, his skin took on a muted bronzed glow, catching the ripple of muscle in his back as he dried himself. that ever present curl of lips in a knowing smile warmed lestat, eased a returning smile from him too. watching him out here was always a marvel, something forbidden not meant for mortal eyes.]

Of course. It has been of great joy to me to see snippets of sunlight, cher. . Although I welcome any excuse to visit once more.

[ ah, freshly tousled hair and those pretty brown eyes. charming, boyish. always so warm. yes, it would be a treat to follow him around lovingly that night, maybe toe the line to prompt a wonderful show of magic once more, wind up satisfied and sticky. he almost doesn't notice the sleight of hand performed. almost.

the cage locked snugly around the base of his cock is just a little too warmed by rowan's body heat for the vampire not to notice. the added weight, too. a little undignified squeak as lestat looks down at himself and gawks, a sudden mortification rising over him.]

Wh-What is this?! [ he stammers, eyes lifting to glower at rowan in outrage.]

You -- You want to lock my dick up?! Why would you -?! [ the premise doesn't make sense to him in the slightest. he tentatively takes the golden cage in hand and tugs it, wincing a touch at the constant pressure of it encompassing him. the device does not move an inch.]

Rowan! [ a whine, he looks back up to the other man, imploring him.]

That, love of my life, is something I promised you ages ago. Remember?

[He slid his hand up the vampire's chest, hand moving up to toy along the edge of that mark he'd made. Then he moved over to take the collar that Lestat was ignoring in favor of his current indignation. The look was both comical and adorable.

He opened the collar on the hinge, then moved to lay it around Lestat's throat. He held off on closing it, eyes lifting to Lestat's with a world's worth of mischief there. The vampire wasn't the only one that could play wicked little games, and Rowan had been at the end of his teasing more than once. Between a whole month of not touching himself and the faux death, Rowan still felt he owed the vampire a little payback.]

Last chance to say no for the night.

[ ah, that. lestat's indignation wilts ever so slightly, his frown pronounced. rowan's soothing touches melt away some of his defensiveness, though his heart still beats quickly, nerves on edge. yes, this was embarrassing in a way he had not expected, but he trusted rowan to not wish to utterly humiliate him for no good reason. not without some significant reward at the end, of course. ]

... If you wish to play with me like this, then I will place myself in your hands.

[ the collar too is a new weight, though with rowan's hands close to his flesh, it is far more comforting. he meets those honey brown eyes with his own, wide and hesitant, a touch vulnerable. still, he was curious at what rowan had to offer, and what these adornments would entail. an embarrassed huff, and he looks away.]

I trust you. I am yours to command for the night, mon amour.

[With a quiet click, the collar closed, and Lestat would feel a quick pulse as the magic fell into place.]

Good boy.

[Crooned as he leaned in, pressing an almost chaste kiss to Lestat's lips, then he leaned back.]

Now, all we need is one more thing, and you'll be dressed for the night. Like a good pup.

[That smile was back, wicked and bright as he reached over for the furry plug. He took hold of the toy, using it as a handle as he tickled the fur over Lestat's shoulders, then down over his chest.]

Good boys need tails to wag.

[ the praise washes over him, almost masking the subtle vibration of magic from the collar. oh. it's a little condescending, but it also feels more acceptable in this situation to lean into it. safer, somehow. lestat tries to chase more of that soft press of lips, pouts when rowan pulls away.

the fur of the tail makes him squirm, his face growing hotter at the teasing and rowan's words.]

I am truly to be your dog for the night, then? Is this what you want?

[ a reluctant, long suffering look at the other man. he resists the urge to swat the toy away, though he folds his arms across his chest defensively instead. tries to wrestle a frown from his face. ]

You are enjoying my shame, I can see it. Is this revenge of some kind? For my own teasing?

Wolf. Not a dog. I even made sure that it's wolf fur.

[He saw that look and the smug smile spread further. He used the tip of the tail to tickle Lestat's nose.]

Yes, it is a bit. I had a nightmare about you lying dead in the river. Perhaps that's partially behind the prompting of this. But I also think that in the end, you'll enjoy it. Big bad wolf gets to have a master for the night. Now, shall I suck on this to wet it for it to go where I want it, or should you?

[ a snort at the first comment. he does swat away the tail tickling his nose, an amused look curling about his lips just before rowan mentions his nightmare. then, his face falls, brows creasing in concern.]

Chérie, I am sorry. It was too far, I know. Effective, but cruel of me.

[ he's just gonna ignore that part about the tail and step closer, pull rowan against him by his hips. a small sound of surprise at the press of the other man against the cage constricting him, colour rising back to his cheeks. he had forgotten already, whoops.]

I believe that might be one of the first lies you've told me. You're not sorry. You're sorry I'm upset about it and that I took it to heart, but I think, maybe, you'd do it again if you needed to gain the advantage over me. And fool that I am, I'd likely fall for it.

[He let himself get pulled in, laughing at the look on Lestat's face when he remembered the cage.]

We'll see who winds up not being touched this evening, mm? Now-

[He held up the nub of the plug, flicking his tongue over it.]

Bend over, mon cœur. I have a present for you.

[ those words make him swallow hard, a sudden flash of guilt making him duck his head. this devious man was making him feel a large range of emotions already, and they had yet to truly begin.

face hot, he sinks to his knees. another embarrassed look up to rowan in all of his glory, then he turns to crawl onto his hands and knees and lowers his upper body to the bathroom floor.]

I would not do it again, now that I know how upset it makes you.

[ his voice is low and muffled, pressed against his folded arms. he wriggles his hips in an inviting manner, making a soft sound at the jostle to the dangling cage between his legs. great time to be having this conversation, but he is genuinely a bit hurt by the idea presented. ]

I do not wish to make a fool of you, Rowan.

[Something about the way he bent about on all fours had his eyes lighting. That was a good look indeed. That ass up in the air, the vampire prostrated as if genuinely begging forgiveness. He knew that the depth of his pain hadn't been intended. That was his own making, his reaction to losing this love. He didn't think Lestat had thought he'd actually fall for it.

But Rowan also felt he'd do it again in another game. Because it had worked so well. And if he was fixated on winning, well... he knew what worked.

He sucked at the bit of silver, wetting it thoroughly before he smoothed his other hand over that luscious curve. Popping it free, he ran a finger along the spread crack of his ass, tapping gently at that puckered hole.]

I know you love me.

[One finger started to slide in slowly, circling around. Teasing.]

I do enjoy hearing it, though.

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