Heirot

Vlad was standing in the shower letting the soap rinse down his pale skin. The water made enough noise to muffle Atul's heartbeat as the vampire stood with his eyes closed and his head back in the warm stream of water. The sensation drew out a low and blissful sigh.

Atul stripped off his clothing and slipped in behind Vlad admiring the vampire's nakedness. "Why are you getting clean?" Atul asked the vampire from behind, biting his ear. "I'm just going to make you dirty again." His hands gripped Vlad's hips firmly, a playful smile on his lips.

The vampire jerked slightly at the unexpected contact, but when that made Atul's teeth prick deeper into his ear, he let out a thick breath instead.

"Why are you getting clean? I'm just going to make you dirty again."

The whispered words, and the firm hands on his hips, thrust the vampire's nerves into overdrive. Part of him was instantly imagining the firm heat he would feel if he leaned back against the king. The other part was thinking ahead to the kind of joining he suddenly wanted, and Sinead's painfully accurate assessment that he wasn't sure he could accept it.

No. He wasn't a control freak....not to that extent. He could let someone else take the lead, he told himself firmly, even as he tried to turn around to face Atul so he could pin him to the wall.

Atul let Vlad turn around, loosening his grip on the man's hips. He let his hand skim up and down his chest. His blue eyes looked the vampire's face over tenderly before leaning in for a kiss. He drew Vlad in tightly. His hands curled over Vlad's rear, squeezing and tugging. "Do you think Tenele is recovered enough to play with us?" he asked. "Or maybe she'd like to watch?"

Vlad huffed deeply and leaned in against him until Atul's back pressed to the wall. "I suspect there are ways to speed her recovery," he hummed. Atul's strong grip on his ass made the vampire melt against his chest. "You feel so good," he purred, fingers kneading the king's sides.

Atul grinned before dipping his lips to Vlad's neck where he dragged his mouth across the flesh while a finger explored the area he desired. "Are you in a dominant mood again?" he asked his lover. "I can be submissive."

Vlad's breath jumped almost frantically at the new sensation. It got harder to tell if he was pinning down or clinging to the demigod. Vivid memories of having the man over him, inside him, sweet pain and ecstasy swallowing him whole, stirred up a nervous flutter in his stomach.

What if he couldn't handle it? What if he upset them, again, after finally making it right? How long did he wait before he tried? How much did he risk if he failed? This beautiful man staring at him with love in his eyes....would the wrong decision end up hurting him?

He hesitated longer than anyone would normally need for such a question. "I may be both," he muttered, confused by himself. The water slicked over his skin as he stared at Atul's chin. He knew that wasn't exactly it. There was no question about what he wanted from Atul right now. The strange part was how. "I mean... can you...could we try, just to try it... gently. An experiment..." he rolled his eyes. Shit, he sounded inexperienced. It wasn't a thing he could ever remember sounding like before, even when he literally was.

Atul chuckled softly, confused by Vlad's shyness. "Sure," he smiled, brushing a hand gentle against the vampire's face. "Do you want to call Tenele in to join us, we could go to her... or we could stay here, just us... Whatever makes you comfortable," he added, feeling like he needed to. He kissed Vlad's neck again, his hands massaging every part of the vampire. Atul kissed his way down Vlad's body until he knelt in front of the vampire, using his mouth in other ways while he waited on Vlad's answer.

Easy as that, the request was granted. Of course it was. Suddenly, it was easy again to meet his eyes. "The bedroom. Together," he demanded, groaning with the tightness of Atul's lips around him. "Fuck," he moaned, fisting the king's wet hair.

Atul moaned his answer, but he didn't stop. He used his skill, all of his skill, until he felt Vlad's legs quiver. When he thought that the vampire was sufficiently taxed, he drew away. He turned the water off, grabbed a towel, and sauntered off with a sexy, confident smile.

Atul left the towel at the foot of the bed and climbed over the woman lying in it. His mouth fell on her skin, his wet hair across her waist. "You're soaking wet!" she protested in a laugh.

"Soon, you will be too," Atul chuckled, turning his attention to the door and waiting for Vlad.

The vampire took a few seconds to get his legs back under him. He looked hot and bothered as he prowled into the bedroom half-dry, rubbing a towel over his chest. His body was tight with arousal. He caught sight of Tenele naked with Atul in the sheets, and that was the end of his patience for drying off. The towel dropped forgotten at his feet as he knelt in the bed beside them.

"My love," he seduced Tenele in a hushed groan, his hair dripping as he brushed her cheek with a warm hand.

Tenele smiled, pressing her cheek against his hand. She shut her eyes, moaning softly as Atul's lips found her center. Her hand's forgot the task of trying to pry him away. She didn't want them to be disappointed if her human frame couldn't keep up.

"I don't know..." she huffed. "Last night was very intense."

Atul drew his mouth away, kissing up her body to her neck. Then, he laid on his side next to her, trailing fingers over her body while he left love marks on her neck.

"We can be very effective without those things," Vlad murmured, kissing her opposite side until he was between her legs where Atul had been a moment ago. His tongue and lips knew where they wanted to be. "Your body can rest, all except this part.... and that part..." he huffed before closing his lips over her to suck and swirl at what lay between them.

Tenele squirmed. The more he touched, the more she didn't want her body to rest. It was torture and pleasure all at once. Atul kissed her lips, wrapping his arms tight around her. "I'll have your husband tonight," he assured her gently. "Your body is safe from me. Though, I cannot say for how long."

Tenele curled her fingers in her husband's short hair. Atul slipped away from her. Running his hands down her body, over Vlad's shoulders and down his back. He hovered behind the vampire, massaging his hands into Vlad's skin firmly and slowly working their way to the spot he meant to claim. Atul reached around and took hold of his member while he slipped a finger inside.

Vlad's cool breath fanned across Tenele's belly as his mouth focused on its task more intensely. His member, and his behind begged for a firmer touch, but he reminded himself that he'd asked for gentleness. And so the more needful he felt, the more he vented it between Tenele's legs, licking and pulsing his attentions over her. He moaned beneath his breath with restless need as the touch came so soft and gentle he thought he might scream.