Remind me to never find myself on your bad side, pretty witch.
[ Not that he was entirely sure stabbing him would do *much* since he was made of magical clay. Still, it might fucking hurt. The demon follows the other with his eyes before he takes those few steps to follow him into his dungeon. His shoulder fell against the door as he lingered there- there was still no comment as the other peered at the various toys that they had lying around. A room like this was almost a requirement for a dominant in this city, so it wasn't anything too shocking.]
I'll admit that this city will have a little...less color without his presence. He never failed to leave an impression. Though give it a month and John will no doubt be burning down a building or three.
[His eyebrows do raise a touch as the other snaps those cuffs and points at them with him.]
And why not? Not many people in this city I can fuck around with like that.
( another snap of the cuff, closing the link before oliver puts them back down on a nearby table, and moves towards caliban and the door. presses against his chest to lean in close, lips against caliban's cheek. )
Because Theo's mine, and I don't want you to break him. ( theo's a slut but he's a stupid slut who pushes himself too far and oliver doesn't trust him to know his own limits. he's done enough stupid shit enough on his own without caliban and his abs encouraging an intense bloodplay session.
but he's done checking out the sex dungeon, and leans back away from caliban so he can let himself out and walk towards the stairs leading up to the second floor. )
[ Caliban doesn't move as the other leans closer like that, his chest pressing against that hand as his head turns slightly into those lips as they tease along his cheek.
There's a little click of his tongue at those oh-so-possessive words and really, it's rather fifty/fifty if the demon will actually pay them much heed with such a session with Theo ever came up.]
Breaking people is ever so fun- though I do admit it was quite alluring seeing you so possessive.
[ Caliban almost purred against the others as his own hand teased down to brush his thumb along the other hip again till Oil leaned away and slips out the door. There's a little glance over his shoulder before he pushes off the wall to follow Olie once again.
The second floor held the elaborate Master bedroom of Caliban's and a second smaller bedroom with a writing desk in it. Which was mostly for those nights John had a guest or wanted to be alone. And equally, a third bedroom that had been left untouched for quite a while since a second submissive wasn't something that had happened in a while.]
( there's a glance into john's room, but he doesn't go into it. because oliver likes to snoop, but he doesn't know who the fuck john is and dicking around in his things might not go over well. it's not obvious which belongs to john, so he skips both the smaller rooms.
lets himself into caliban's easy enough though. his is clear enough, and oliver doesn't hesitate to open drawers and sift through personal belongings. he doesn't give a shit what caliban keeps around, it's--the power of being able to snoop that he likes. just being able to go through his shit, finding whatever. he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth with fingers resting against the bedroom wall, head tipped back to caliban. )
I'm not a particularly strong or motivated witch, but mess with my shit and I'll find a way to be both. ( in case caliban finds threats to be just as alluring, but also--oliver does mean it. liking caliban won't lessen the need to fuck him over if he fucks over theo. )
[ As ever- Caliban follows Oliver into his own bedroom and just watches the other start pulling out draws and looking through the various things. There were a few more choices...hell outfits that Caliban had brought with him when he first arrived he hadn't really worn. As well as a few magical items, a few gifts from Nate when he was still here- and various books on spells and universal travel. None of that had truly helped him when he first arrived and he was so desperate to return to his own world but...well, he still gets those things just in case.
The other might have found Caliban's literal crown in one of those draws. It was at least something notable.
Caliban had always liked the sort of person who'd push back just as much as Caliban was a cocky son of a bitch. It was why he liked Sabrina, why he claimed Nate, and why he was smirking at those words that Oliver shot back over at him.
Caliban finally moved closer to the witch. His hand moved down along the boy's hips as he pressed himself up against the back of him. The demon's smirk brushed along the back of his neck with a pleased little hum.]
( the crown is pretty. pretty enough that oliver doesn't just put it back where he got it, and keeps it in hand while caliban wraps himself around him. there's a little grin curling up just the corners of his lips, and oliver--leans back into him, hands raising the crown up to put it atop his own curls. for fun. )
If I knew threatening you was all it took to turn you on, I would have done it forever ago.
( caliban wouldn't be the first. the threat against caliban for pulling stupid shit with theo was legit, but when oliver tips his head back to rest it against a broad shoulder, the next one is said with significantly less intent. )
Maybe I should test how well my demonic magic would work at tying down a king.
[ He properly should make the other put that crown down since it was...well, important to him but instead he was just going to genuinely smile at the sight of the other settling that crown onto his head like that as the boy leans against him. A hand smoothing down along the other hip as he tilted his head towards the other.]
What can I say? Begging, whimpering, crying, screaming...and threatening all turn me on. I'm very multifaceted like that.
[ He purred lightly as he watched the other lean against his shoulder and his head turned to tease his lips along the other's jawline with that same, proper, gentle smile brushing against his skin.]
Is that what you'd like? Me tied down for you to use as you please?
Physically tied down? No. You're significantly more fun when you're mobile.
( the cuddling is interrupting his snooping time, but he's not going to argue. instead, he's letting caliban hold him upright, putting all his weight back against him so oliver doesn't have to put any effort into keeping himself on his feet. )
Just under my command, doing everything I say whenever I say it. You the puppet and I the puppeteer. That'd be fun. ( he likes to have that kind of power over others, on occasion. over people like caliban especially: powerful, who likely doesn't give a fuck about any authority figure that reigns over him. ) I bet you'd like it too. More than you think you would.
[ The demon was just going to hold Oliver effortlessly, enjoying the feeling of the other in his arms as he chuckled at that correction.]
Oh? Am I?
[ He's not about to deny it, however- Caliban had a sort of greedy hunger when it came to sex, and being tied down did rather limit his options in that. There was that same teasing hum as he listened to the other speak. While he'd given his power over to the others during that little festival, it had been far less of a natural choice giving the city...influence over blonds during that time. ]
I cannot deny that seeing you standing in such power wouldn't hold some appeal, my sweet Oli.
( a toothy grin, before he's lowering his hands down to caliban's arms and gently peeling them away. they can get back to caliban's room later; oliver doubts he'll leave without spending a fair chunk of time in it. )
But I'm not done with my tour yet. Still plenty of house to see, right?
[ Caliban was just going to drop his head back slightly with a sigh as the other peels his arms away because hey, he liked having his hands on Oli. But all the same, he was just going to take a step back away from the other with a wave towards the door.]
Of course, there is, if you wish to keep looking.
[ There was always the *other* spare room he had for another submissive, after all.]
( caliban lets go and oliver starts towards the door--but pauses with his hand against the doorframe itself. turns halfway back into the room, one corner of his lips curled up into a little halfsmirk. )
Unless you've got other plans?
( maybe he'll let caliban convince him elsewhere. oliver is wearing his crown, after all. it'd be a shame to walk away when caliban's letting him play with his shiny toys. )
Other than pinning your wrists behind your back and fucking you till you barely remember your name, little mortal.
[ He purred in his usual way as he admired that crown on the boys head as he took those few steps towards the other. While he did enjoy the other in his arms, he wasn't about to press the issue if the other's curiosity was stronger than his allure for the moment.]
Though I do hope your little tour has been up to your standards, Oli.
( fingers raising up this head to press them against the outside of the crown, which he's claiming as his own until he leaves caliban's place. he hasn't taken it yet, so clearly this is fine. )
[ Caliban teased lightly as he closed that distance to reach out to brush his knuckles against the others jawline again before he leaned down to just kiss that little smile.
[ He was easily going to take that invitation from the other and just tugged the other closer to him with a firm hand as he smirked against the others lips.]
For now? How lucky for me.
[ He purred lightly as he moved a hand down to smooth over the curve of the others ass.]
I appreciate how obvious you are about being an ass man. It simplifies a lot.
( grinning against caliban, as oliver shifts all of his weight to one foot so he can wrap the other thigh around caliban's hips. he'll move the other one, too, in a moment. climbing the demon king's always been fun. )
[ And he was just going to give that ass another squeeze as the other climbs up on him, holding him effortlessly as he shifts him up against that nearest wall. ]
Might be in my top three favorite asses, even. Which for me is quite an achievement.
( caliban presses him into the wall and he grins, all teeth, hands moving to press against caliban's shoulders as legs wrap around his waist tight. squirms against him, more for the fun of it than anything else. )
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[ Not that he was entirely sure stabbing him would do *much* since he was made of magical clay. Still, it might fucking hurt. The demon follows the other with his eyes before he takes those few steps to follow him into his dungeon. His shoulder fell against the door as he lingered there- there was still no comment as the other peered at the various toys that they had lying around. A room like this was almost a requirement for a dominant in this city, so it wasn't anything too shocking.]
I'll admit that this city will have a little...less color without his presence. He never failed to leave an impression. Though give it a month and John will no doubt be burning down a building or three.
[His eyebrows do raise a touch as the other snaps those cuffs and points at them with him.]
And why not? Not many people in this city I can fuck around with like that.
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Because Theo's mine, and I don't want you to break him. ( theo's a slut but he's a stupid slut who pushes himself too far and oliver doesn't trust him to know his own limits. he's done enough stupid shit enough on his own without caliban and his abs encouraging an intense bloodplay session.
but he's done checking out the sex dungeon, and leans back away from caliban so he can let himself out and walk towards the stairs leading up to the second floor. )
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There's a little click of his tongue at those oh-so-possessive words and really, it's rather fifty/fifty if the demon will actually pay them much heed with such a session with Theo ever came up.]
Breaking people is ever so fun- though I do admit it was quite alluring seeing you so possessive.
[ Caliban almost purred against the others as his own hand teased down to brush his thumb along the other hip again till Oil leaned away and slips out the door. There's a little glance over his shoulder before he pushes off the wall to follow Olie once again.
The second floor held the elaborate Master bedroom of Caliban's and a second smaller bedroom with a writing desk in it. Which was mostly for those nights John had a guest or wanted to be alone. And equally, a third bedroom that had been left untouched for quite a while since a second submissive wasn't something that had happened in a while.]
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lets himself into caliban's easy enough though. his is clear enough, and oliver doesn't hesitate to open drawers and sift through personal belongings. he doesn't give a shit what caliban keeps around, it's--the power of being able to snoop that he likes. just being able to go through his shit, finding whatever. he clicks his tongue against the roof of his mouth with fingers resting against the bedroom wall, head tipped back to caliban. )
I'm not a particularly strong or motivated witch, but mess with my shit and I'll find a way to be both. ( in case caliban finds threats to be just as alluring, but also--oliver does mean it. liking caliban won't lessen the need to fuck him over if he fucks over theo. )
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The other might have found Caliban's literal crown in one of those draws. It was at least something notable.
Caliban had always liked the sort of person who'd push back just as much as Caliban was a cocky son of a bitch. It was why he liked Sabrina, why he claimed Nate, and why he was smirking at those words that Oliver shot back over at him.
Caliban finally moved closer to the witch. His hand moved down along the boy's hips as he pressed himself up against the back of him. The demon's smirk brushed along the back of his neck with a pleased little hum.]
I do love that fire of yours, pretty Oli.
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If I knew threatening you was all it took to turn you on, I would have done it forever ago.
( caliban wouldn't be the first. the threat against caliban for pulling stupid shit with theo was legit, but when oliver tips his head back to rest it against a broad shoulder, the next one is said with significantly less intent. )
Maybe I should test how well my demonic magic would work at tying down a king.
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What can I say? Begging, whimpering, crying, screaming...and threatening all turn me on. I'm very multifaceted like that.
[ He purred lightly as he watched the other lean against his shoulder and his head turned to tease his lips along the other's jawline with that same, proper, gentle smile brushing against his skin.]
Is that what you'd like? Me tied down for you to use as you please?
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( the cuddling is interrupting his snooping time, but he's not going to argue. instead, he's letting caliban hold him upright, putting all his weight back against him so oliver doesn't have to put any effort into keeping himself on his feet. )
Just under my command, doing everything I say whenever I say it. You the puppet and I the puppeteer. That'd be fun. ( he likes to have that kind of power over others, on occasion. over people like caliban especially: powerful, who likely doesn't give a fuck about any authority figure that reigns over him. ) I bet you'd like it too. More than you think you would.
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Oh? Am I?
[ He's not about to deny it, however- Caliban had a sort of greedy hunger when it came to sex, and being tied down did rather limit his options in that. There was that same teasing hum as he listened to the other speak. While he'd given his power over to the others during that little festival, it had been far less of a natural choice giving the city...influence over blonds during that time. ]
I cannot deny that seeing you standing in such power wouldn't hold some appeal, my sweet Oli.
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( a toothy grin, before he's lowering his hands down to caliban's arms and gently peeling them away. they can get back to caliban's room later; oliver doubts he'll leave without spending a fair chunk of time in it. )
But I'm not done with my tour yet. Still plenty of house to see, right?
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Of course, there is, if you wish to keep looking.
[ There was always the *other* spare room he had for another submissive, after all.]
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Unless you've got other plans?
( maybe he'll let caliban convince him elsewhere. oliver is wearing his crown, after all. it'd be a shame to walk away when caliban's letting him play with his shiny toys. )
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[ He purred in his usual way as he admired that crown on the boys head as he took those few steps towards the other. While he did enjoy the other in his arms, he wasn't about to press the issue if the other's curiosity was stronger than his allure for the moment.]
Though I do hope your little tour has been up to your standards, Oli.
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( fingers raising up this head to press them against the outside of the crown, which he's claiming as his own until he leaves caliban's place. he hasn't taken it yet, so clearly this is fine. )
So I'd say it was a good tour.
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[ Which really, is about as much permission as the other was getting to keep it for a moment.
Though his eyebrows did raise at those words.]
Then you're most welcome...I'd offer to take you to the gift shop but I do think I lack that.
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Aren't you the gift?
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Depends if you're going to keep me.
[ Caliban teased lightly as he closed that distance to reach out to brush his knuckles against the others jawline again before he leaned down to just kiss that little smile.
He was far too comfortable with the other.]
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I'll keep you--for now.
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For now? How lucky for me.
[ He purred lightly as he moved a hand down to smooth over the curve of the others ass.]
I better use every last second you give me then.
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( grinning against caliban, as oliver shifts all of his weight to one foot so he can wrap the other thigh around caliban's hips. he'll move the other one, too, in a moment. climbing the demon king's always been fun. )
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[ And he was just going to give that ass another squeeze as the other climbs up on him, holding him effortlessly as he shifts him up against that nearest wall. ]
Might be in my top three favorite asses, even. Which for me is quite an achievement.
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Top three, huh? Who're your other two?