roneal | (no subject)

(no subject)

The lake is an ancient place, dark and deep. Apparently it's some sort of tourist destination now, and Jade can see little vacation homes dotting the edge of the lake, pale smudges against the darkening twilight.

What does Heine thinks of these trespasses to his territory, he wonders? Does he resent these humans and their entrepreneurship, their never-ending desire to expand and tame every bit of wilderness they lay eyes on? Or does he see it as an opportunity - a veritable feast for that black lake of his?

Whatever the case, Jade is of the opinion that Heine has more than enough mortals to amuse himself with. He walks slowly along the lakeside, breathing in the clean, sweet air as the evening deepens around him. Heine must know he's here, but he hasn't shown himself yet; he seems determined to continue making a nuisance out of himself.

It's not until dusk falls that Jade finally speaks out. "It's not polite to leave a guest waiting, you know."

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Jade almost laughs. Heine is being so sullen; it's rather amusing to watch. He wonders if Jonathan will be put off. It would certainly be more convenient if he were, but now that this game had begun, it would be rather disappointing if it were to end just like that.

The yank is sharp enough to hurt slightly, but Jade ignores the twinge of discomfort, allowing his hand to be tugged downwards, palm rubbing against Jonathan's cock. The sensation of velvety skin against his own is slightly familiar, as is the sheer heat coming from Jonathan, but Jade adjusts quickly.

"A little more," Jonathan murmurs, and Jade is quick to oblige, lazily resting against Jonathan's back as he wraps his fingers firmly around his cock. He thinks, idly, about debts and favours - about using sex to chain Jonathan to him, but such complexities would require more planning than he can spare right now.

Jonathan smiles, kissing Heine back. His fingers circle against Heine's hole, more insistent this time. "You'll tell me if I'm going too fast, Heine? I want you to be able to trust me."

As if he could ever trust a mortal. Heine's eyes turn flat and cold for a second before he brings himself to the present again, focusing on how he presents himself to Jonathan. He spreads his legs further apart, eyes averted.

"I'm ready," he murmurs.

Jonathan kisses him again, like a reward, and looks to Jade for further supplies.

Pressed so close against Jonathan, Jade can feel how he tenses fractionally at the sudden coldness that sweeps over Heine's eyes. So, Jonathan was sharp enough to notice. But that's hardly a surprise; the man's acuity had been one of the things that had drawn Jade to him in the first place.

It takes him a scant moment to realize what Jonathan wants when he looks back at him. Oh dear. That could be a problem.

"I'm afraid I'm all out," he says cheerfully. Which is technically the truth; he did have such supplies a long time ago, when he had first dabbled in such matters out of curiosity.

"Really?" Jonathan's hands linger on Heine for a long moment before he withdraws them. Going into this without proper lube would certainly contradict his earlier promise to be gentle. "And you don't have any either, Heine?"

Jade is just doing this to make things more difficult, isn't he? Heine doesn't glare at him, this time, mostly because he's thinking.

"Then I'll do something else," he says. He looks into Jonathan's eyes, promising without words, Come to me and you will receive what you desire.

Jonathan lets Heine up this time, sitting back against the wall as Heine begins to climb into his lap.

Now, now, he can't have that. He sees that look in Heine's eyes, and while it has no effect on him, he knows just how powerful it would be towards a mortal.

Direct interference would be upset their little game, but Jade isn't above a little subterfuge.

"Why don't you close your eyes?" He advises Jonathan, breath warm against his ear. "Relax. Heine knows what he's doing."

He doubts he'll ever be able to understand the allure of kelpies, but he can't deny that they're effective at what they do.

Without eye contact his influence won't be nearly as strong. Heine frowns, seeing Jonathan's eyes slowly slide shut, and decides he'll just have to make him open his eyes.

He starts gently enough, kissing at Jonathan's hips and pulling his pants further down to expose more skin. He's close to his cock when he adds teeth, nipping sharply enough to leave a red mark.

Jonathan flinches and gasps besides him, more from surprise than true pain, but Jade is quick to lean over and kiss him, blocking his view of Heine.

It's...strange, kissing a mortal again after so long, tasting his warmth and the feeling the richness of his power. Jade pulls away after a moment, glancing down at Heine.

"Now, now. Play nice, Heine."

Annoying. Heine gives Jade a sour glance before returning his attentions to Jonathan. He kisses at the spot he'd just bitten, then draws his tongue along the cut of his hip to where the mortal's cock is beginning to harden.

Pressing his lips to Jonathan's cock, Heine opens his mouth and sucks at the tip. He puts his hands on Jonathan's legs, squeezing gently.

Jonathan exhales slowly. Jade can read the desire that winds under Jonathan's skin, apparent in the curl of his fingers through Heine's snowy hair. "You don't have to let him set the pace, you know," he murmurs to Jonathan, bent close enough to the mortal that his hair brushes against his cheek. "Why not make him go faster?"

Jonathan seems to consider it, a crinkle in his brow. His grip on Heine's hair tightens momentarily.

Heine keeps his lips tight around the tip, rubbing his hands over Jonathan's thighs in a slow rhythm that matches how he begins to move his head.

Though his senses are certainly better than most people's are, Heine doesn't hear before Jonathan pulls on his hair, hard enough to force him to take his cock halfway.

With an annoyed grunt Heine bites down and pulls off. Jonathan had flinched, but Heine just wipes his mouth and frowns at him.

Jade spies the flash of teeth, then the grimace that passes over Jonathan's expression. He hides a smile.

"Heine!" He says reprovingly. "You can't do that sort of thing without permission."

"You can't tell me what to do." And the mortal, even less so, unless he took his lead.

Speaking of which—Jonathan seems to have recovered from the brief pain and is trying to reach for Heine. "Why did you do that?" he says. Heine fixes him with a look, sinking his power into him through his eyes. "...I'm sorry," Jonathan continues, more slowly. "I'll try again."

Blocking Jonathan's line of sight would be too obvious, so Jade settles for frowning, resting one hand on Jonathan's elbow. "There's no need to apologise, Jonathan," he says. "Heine is the one in the wrong here. After all, you barely know anything of our ways."

Jonathan blinks, unsure. Jade isn't fond of brute force, so he keeps his influence subtle, but doubtless Jonathan can still feel his mind being tugged both ways, even if he may not be consciously aware of it.

"Still, I would like to do better," the mortal says slowly, blinking. "I want you to trust me, Heine, I truly do."

Trust is just never going to happen. Heine is still frowning, eyes intent to the point that Jonathan seems slightly taken aback.

"Let me try again," Jonathan repeats. He moves away from Jade, finally causing Heine's expression to soften. The mortal kisses him, hands gentle on his shoulders.

He'd much rather keep Jonathan close to him, but oh well. Pushing hard may drive him off; he had seen the uncertainty that flickered across Jonathan's face when he was confronted with the full force of Heine's glare. Subjecting him to another source of pressure may be enough to send figurative alarm bells ringing.

He watches without comment as Jonathan draws Heine into a deep kiss, his tongue flicking at Heine's bottom lip before sliding into his mouth. Carefully, his hands drop down to caress the pale collar around Heine's neck.

Heine leans back, forcing Jonathan to follow him and use his hands to brace himself on the bed rather than touch his neck.

He needs to convince Jonathan to do something else. Frowning, Heine nudges Jonathan back far enough to reach between their bodies and grasp at both of their cocks.

Jade can watch from a distance, for all he cares. He needs Jonathan to look at him while they do this to strengthen the bond.

Unfortunately for Heine, Jonathan turns to look at Jade every so often, disturbing Heine's influence right before it has time to sink in properly. Jade wonders if Jonathan knows what he's doing; his movements do seem a little calculated...

Of course, Heine is about to keep him pleasantly distracted. Jonathan is already groaning softly at the renewed attention to his cock. Jade drops another kiss against Jonathan's back, then moves to the side, where he'll be clearly in the periphery of Jonathan's vision (and Heine's as well, but Jade doesn't particularly care about that). He begins to undress, quick and efficient.

It would be too obvious to force Jonathan to keep staring at him, unfortunately. Heine settles for continuing to stroke both of their cocks together, thumbing over the heads for added stimulation. He looks into his eyes the whole time, only leaning in to kiss him slowly.

Jonathan is satisfied with this, at least for now. He pulls Heine to sit in his lap once more, stroking at his hair.

He's falling under Heine's spell so easily. Well, it can't be helped. Touch is a powerful thing to mortals; it seems not even someone like Jonathan is immune.

Finally divested of his clothes, Jade sets them to one side before he settles behind Jonathan again, his long pale limbs folding neatly around him. "Is Heine being good for you?" He murmurs, nipping lightly at the crook of Jonathan's neck, not hard enough to leave a mark.

"Yes," Jonathan replies, voice low. He keeps his eyes trained on Heine, leaning in to nip his lower lip a moment later. "You're lovely, aren't you..?"

He's getting closer. Heine lets a tiny smile cross his face as he closes his fingers firmly around Jonathan and his cocks to jerk them off more firmly. The skin of a mortal is so warm and velvety. Heine increases the pressure and kisses Jonathan again to turn his attention away from Jade.

"'Lovely' isn't the word I'd usually use in regards to Heine," Jade comments, leaning over Jonathan's shoulder to watch Heine. His body is warm, but Jonathan's body is warmer. There's a part of jade that wants to leech him of all his warmth and power, and another part of him that wants to preserve it and make it his. "But I suppose he's being lovely enough right now."

Even if he also happens to be insufferably smug. Heine is winning this round, it seems. There's only so much Jade can do in his current position.

Oh well. There will be other opportunities. After all, he spends so much more time with Jonathan compared to Heine.

While Jonathan is kissing him, Heine stays quiet, occasionally dragging his teeth over his lips or tongue for added stimulation before he draws away again.

"Let me touch you too," he says. Nudging Heine's hand out of the way, Jonathan wraps his fingers around them both and strokes them quickly. Feeling Jade against his back, he turns his head back and kisses him too. Being pinned between two lovely men like this is great fun—well, 'men' by some measure of the word. Jonathan hides a smile against Jade's lips and murmurs, "Are you having fun?"

"Of course," he murmurs back, giving Jonathan a quick peck in return. It's sweet that the mortal is trying not to leave him out, really; Jade appreciates the sentiment, even as he finds himself amused by it.

He's beginning to grow hard. The head of his cock nudges against Jonathan's back. He grinds leisurely against Jonathan, taking it slow, just to see if he'll be receptive to this kind of thing.

Jonathan shifts as he feels Jade grinding against him, a slight furrow forming in his brow. It isn't terribly comfortable. It doesn't make him feel good.

Heine sees this and moves. He leans in to kiss Jonathan again, capturing his bottom lip with his teeth and tugging lightly, applying enough pressure to make it warm and slightly swell.

He thinks he hears Jonathan trying to say something, but he pays no attention to that. Instead Heine grabs at his shoulders and pulls to yank Jonathan down on top of him, wrapping his legs around his waist. "Look at me," he murmurs as he grinds upwards against him. Full body contact, as he looks into his eyes. Heine has no qualms about being very aggressive when trying to capture a mortal's soul.

Jade, well... Heine is just trying to ignore him.

Jonathan is a dominant man through and through, isn't he? Jade's first instinct is to grind against him again, just to tease a proper reaction out of him, but he'll tread lightly for now.

At least Heine is as predictable as ever. Jade plants leisurely kisses along Jonathan's neck as he tries to catch Heine's eyes, his long hair falling down to tickle at Heine's cheek.

"You shouldn't be so pushy in your current position, Heine." He may be losing this round, but the amused lilt hasn't faded from his voice. "Unless you're hoping Jonathan will control you fully?"