A shadow passed over his face at the mention of Hawke, but Vax nodded, pushing the thought away before he could dwell on it. That wasn't important. The only important thing was before him. "Good."
He unbuckled the strap around his leg, releasing the bag so he could hold it up and open it. Out came a familiar red silk rope, one Vane had used on Vax more than once. He let the bag fall to the ground, holding up the rope for Charles to see. "Shirt off," he instructed. "Leave the trousers for now."
Vane licks his lips at the sight of the rope. He had been a little curious about those since they started using the rope. But it is different now that it is out in front of him. He takes a breath and then moves to shed the shirt. There are marks from the weekend's event on his skin. But that shouldn't be surprising, Vane had practically lived in that tent. He folds the shirt and puts it aside.
Then he looks up at Vax, eyeing the rope carefully. Even after the weekend, he had had there was something very intimate about submitting right here where it was just the two of them. In the tent, with Daniel, there had been others all around, people who would break it up if it went too far. Here it was just him and Vax. Can he trust Vax? He wants to. The conflict is obvious on his face, there is a tension in his body that doesn't quite relax.
Vax could see that tension and conflict, and wasn't inclined to push past it. No, it needed to be massaged out or worked around. So Vax set the rope down at his feet, leaving it behind as he walked forward. He picked up Vane's hand as he passed and tugged lightly, guiding Vane to lay back in his little moss patch, then knelt by his head.
"Hands," he said, holding his own out. He moved Vane into position, with his hands up near either side of his head. The position shouldn't be uncomfortable for a long period, but if he were to be tied here, his body would be on display and laid out for Vax's use. Vax made a considering sound and reached to stroke Vane's cheek with his thumb. "Perhaps we'll just try it like this first," he said. "Think you can keep your hands here without being made? If you move or grab, I'll be very disappointed," he warned.
Vane gives him his hands and then moves as the half-elf indicates. He shifts a little into the position. "You can tie me up if you want, I trust you." He licks his lips. "But I will keep like this if that is what you want." He really does trust Vax. And the fact that Vax was willing to change what he was doing feels like evidence that that was the right choice. He leans into the touch, relaxing under Vax's hand.
Vane leaning into the touch made Vax smile, affection swelling in his chest. "You sure?" he asked. "Cause I'd really love to, but it's just as good to make you work for it," he said with a half-cocked grin.
Vane nods. He can see that smile and he only wants to please Vax more. It feels a bit like the Grimm's mercy, but deeper in a way he really likes. "I am not sure I can keep from touching you if you don't."
Vax grinned at that and leaned down for a quick, upside down kiss, then sat back on his heels. "One minute, then." Concentrating, he held his hands over a spot a few inches from Vane's hand. A plant began to grow from the moss, a variety of mint Vax knew to have strong roots. Hopefully, it should make a good anchor point -- strong enough to hold Vane against errant tugs, but not so strong he couldn't rip it from the ground if Vax had a heart attack and died or something.
Satisfied, he did the same on the other side. "I've never actually done this for this purpose before," he said. "But I think it'll work."
Vane looks up at the plant, smiling slightly. Looks like Vax has been picking up a few tricks from his wife, but Vane isn't going to mention her right now. This moment is for them. At least he hopes so. "We can move to one of the trees or a rock or something like that too if that doesn't work."
"Should be good here," Vax said, and got up to go retrieve the rope. He grabbed a second rope from inside the bag and ambled back over, dropping down in a straddle on top of Vane. He tied each wrist to the stem of a plant with one of the ropes, then sat back to appreciate his work.
"Comfortable, pretty?" he asked, bending down to kiss Vane hard again before he could answer.
Vane moans and grins up into the touch. As Vax sits back he can't help but test the ropes. He doesn't pull with all his strength but when he is happy that it is more than just for show he grins. "I would be even more comfortable with your mouth around my cock." He says just as cocky as always, teasing, testing Vax. Seeing if Vax was going to let him get away with it.
Vax smiled down at him, fond, then slapped him across the face without warning. It wasn't hard, probably not enough to hurt, just intended to startle.
"Ooh, look at that," Vax said. "You're even prettier getting that pretty face slapped. Dangerous thing to let me find out," he commented, shifting back. He started to undo Charles' boots at a nice, leisurely pace.
The sound Vane makes is one of surprise. He really hadn't expected that and it is enough to knock the smirk off his face. But then Vax comments hit and he smiles slightly before he hides it in a fake nervous swallow. He isn't the best actor but he can play along. He shifts a little, helping Vax get the boots off. "Yeah? You think so?"
"Mhmm," he said, discarding one boot and going for the other. "Pretty enough to make me think about how bad I could hurt you like this," he said softly. "You're at my mercy, you know. Laid out for the taking." He discarded the other boot and crawled back up so their faces were level again, Vax staying above him on hands and knees as one hand slid down to pet over Vane's crotch through his pants. "I could do anything I wanted to you, pretty."
His low, soft voice seemed to radiate promises both menacing and enticing.
It is easy to pretend when Vax's has that tone of voice, and this time the swallow is way less fake. He struggles against the ropes but not hard enough to pull the plants out. Vax is right though, even if he can pull the plants out, the ropes and the whole damn setting is enough that Vax could slit his throat before Vane has any chance to react. But if Vax was planning that he would not have offered to leave the ropes out. So Vane leans up to steal a kiss if he can, moaning as his crotch gets much-wanted attention.
"Your prize. Or payback for taking your booty?" He can't help but grin at the memory of their time in the tent
Vax allowed the kiss, although he didn't answer the question. He took his hand away, reaching up to instead stroke his palm gently down Vane's cheek, in the same place he'd slapped.
"You're lucky that I don't want to hear you scream for me," he said, moving up so he was standing on his knees over Vane, moving back a little to start undoing his pants. "Not today. You're a very, very lucky boy that all I want is to use you to make myself feel good. Aren't you glad? Say thank you," he prompted.
Vane's eyes close slightly at the stroking, pressing into the touch him a soft sound of pleasure. It is a contrast to the way Vax's words makes his heart race. He licks his lips, looking up at Vax, meeting his eyes with what looks like actual gratitude in his own. "Thank you, Vax." The words are low and honest, and it sounds like he might mean more than just the prompt.
The tone made Vax's heart swell in his chest, and he gave Vane a small, genuine smile. For a second, the malice and edge were gone, leaving something very much like love.
But the tanglethorn would have its due, and the little smile sharpened into something else as his eyes darkened again. "So that means you don't come until I say. I need this thing hard for as long as I want it," he said, nodding toward Vane's crotch as he hooked his hands under the waistband to tug his pants down. "I'm gonna do a little magic on you that'll make it a little easier for you to hold back, if that's all right with you. It won't stop you outright and it's not actually specifically for sex, you'll just have an easier time holding back if you want to. I won't do it if you say no," he added. He would understand if Vane didn't want a strange spell on him.
Vane's heart beats faster at that smile and for a brief moment, he looks like there is a hint of panic on his face. But then the tanglethorn drags him back to reality. The idea of being used as long as Vax wants, for Vax's needs only, is one heck of a turn on.
"Please, I like the idea of being your fuck toy." Because that is what he would be, wouldn't it. The cool air against his cock is enough to make him hiss. But right now it is hard as a rock already.
"Good boy," he praised, and laid a hand on Vane's hip to concentrate for a moment. He picked up a feather that was lingering nearby from when his wings had dissipated, holding it in his free hand as he murmured words in a language Vane didn't understand. The feather burned up in his fingers, and anytime Vane focused on trying to resist or escape something -- whether it was an orgasm or the ropes -- he'd find himself a little stronger to it.
Vax shifted back to get Vane's pants the rest of the way off, then discarded them to the side and stood up, walking back over to retrieve the bag. He came back and plopped down to straddle the pirate's bare thighs, rooting through it. Eventually, he came up with a handful of lube packets, dropping the bag off to the side with a thump that suggested there were plenty more tricks in it.
"Hold those," he said, mostly to amuse himself as he set the packets down in a small pile on Vane's chest. He stripped his shirt off, then, finally showing some skin. He'd remained clothed the whole time so far.
Vane blinks at the magic, trying to pay attention to what Vax was doing, even if he couldn't really see. Magic is still cool and he is fascinated by the fact that Vax can do it. He lets out a little whimper as more cold air hits his ass, a few red marks still lingering from the fun he's had this weekend. But he makes a pleased sound when Vax comes back, grinning a little at the order. "You are demanding like this." But he likes it and licks his lips as Vax strips. Yeah there is something hot in the power imbalance of one partner naked and the other clothed, but he loves seeing Vax shed the clothes.
Vax heard that noise and leaned over to look, spotting some of the marks on Vane's ass. "Well, well, someone's been busy," he said, bouncing his eyebrows. The soft moss was probably gentle enough that he didn't need to tuck clothing under him or anything, but Vax would offer him some healing, later. Maybe making him feel them was good for right now.
He quickly shed his boots and trousers as well, then sat back down facing away this time. He turned to grab some of the lube, coating his fingers, then reached back and pushed two inside himself with a sigh, giving Vane a show. "Bet you wish you could touch now, eh pretty?" he commented as he stretched himself.
Vane chuckles. "Had fun in the tent." He grins slightly, watching Vax continue to strip. Fuck the elf was hot and Vane wanted to touch and lick and hold and fuck, and he couldn't. And he couldn't because Vax wanted him to squirm. That only made it hotter.
The nickname made him grin, anyone else would get punched for calling him pretty. With Vax it feels good, silly but good. The weight of the half-elf on top of him is enough to make him moan and then the show turns it into a half growl. "Fuck yeah, Vax. You know I like touching you."
"Mmm." Vax worked on putting on a pretty show, moaning as he worked a third finger in. He wanted Vane's fingers to itch with the desire to touch him.
He wanted that dick even more, though, so eventually he stopped, crawling down to kneel over Vane's cock, still facing away. He wanted Vane watching the show and having to hold back his pleasure anyway. Sliding down on it was easy, making Vax hum with pleasure as his hole stretched around it. "Ah, you are good for something," he said, starting to rock his hips nice and slow. "Nothing makes a pretty boy prettier than a nice, hard cock."
Vane groans and strains against the ropes. When Vax puts on a show like this it doesn't take much for him to feel that itch in his fingers. He wants to reach out and touch and bite and kiss and claim. Instead he is the one being claimed.
"Fuuuuck" He moans as Vax lowers himself onto him. Then a little blush spread over his cheeks at Vax's words. From anyone else he isn't sure he'd be into the idea of being just a toy but from Vax he likes it. Because he feels safe that that isn't just what he is to Vax. "And it is all yours, Vax."
Vax hummed and smiled at Vane's words, finding a rhythm he liked. "Yes it is," he agreed. "Ah, you're being a very good toy for me. But fucktoys don't talk, pretty," he said, with a kind of sweetly condescending tone, like of course Vane had forgotten, but it was okay. "Quiet now." He started to pick up the pace, one hand running down to give his cock a few strokes.
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Date: 2019-09-09 09:37 am (UTC)He unbuckled the strap around his leg, releasing the bag so he could hold it up and open it. Out came a familiar red silk rope, one Vane had used on Vax more than once. He let the bag fall to the ground, holding up the rope for Charles to see. "Shirt off," he instructed. "Leave the trousers for now."
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Date: 2019-09-09 10:22 am (UTC)Then he looks up at Vax, eyeing the rope carefully. Even after the weekend, he had had there was something very intimate about submitting right here where it was just the two of them. In the tent, with Daniel, there had been others all around, people who would break it up if it went too far. Here it was just him and Vax. Can he trust Vax? He wants to. The conflict is obvious on his face, there is a tension in his body that doesn't quite relax.
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Date: 2019-09-09 10:33 am (UTC)"Hands," he said, holding his own out. He moved Vane into position, with his hands up near either side of his head. The position shouldn't be uncomfortable for a long period, but if he were to be tied here, his body would be on display and laid out for Vax's use. Vax made a considering sound and reached to stroke Vane's cheek with his thumb. "Perhaps we'll just try it like this first," he said. "Think you can keep your hands here without being made? If you move or grab, I'll be very disappointed," he warned.
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Date: 2019-09-09 07:36 pm (UTC)Satisfied, he did the same on the other side. "I've never actually done this for this purpose before," he said. "But I think it'll work."
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Date: 2019-09-10 03:50 am (UTC)"Comfortable, pretty?" he asked, bending down to kiss Vane hard again before he could answer.
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Date: 2019-09-10 11:06 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-09-10 10:25 pm (UTC)"Ooh, look at that," Vax said. "You're even prettier getting that pretty face slapped. Dangerous thing to let me find out," he commented, shifting back. He started to undo Charles' boots at a nice, leisurely pace.
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Date: 2019-09-11 06:19 am (UTC)His low, soft voice seemed to radiate promises both menacing and enticing.
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Date: 2019-09-11 06:42 am (UTC)"Your prize. Or payback for taking your booty?" He can't help but grin at the memory of their time in the tent
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Date: 2019-09-11 06:46 am (UTC)"You're lucky that I don't want to hear you scream for me," he said, moving up so he was standing on his knees over Vane, moving back a little to start undoing his pants. "Not today. You're a very, very lucky boy that all I want is to use you to make myself feel good. Aren't you glad? Say thank you," he prompted.
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Date: 2019-09-11 06:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2019-09-11 07:04 am (UTC)But the tanglethorn would have its due, and the little smile sharpened into something else as his eyes darkened again. "So that means you don't come until I say. I need this thing hard for as long as I want it," he said, nodding toward Vane's crotch as he hooked his hands under the waistband to tug his pants down. "I'm gonna do a little magic on you that'll make it a little easier for you to hold back, if that's all right with you. It won't stop you outright and it's not actually specifically for sex, you'll just have an easier time holding back if you want to. I won't do it if you say no," he added. He would understand if Vane didn't want a strange spell on him.
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Date: 2019-09-11 07:23 am (UTC)"Please, I like the idea of being your fuck toy." Because that is what he would be, wouldn't it. The cool air against his cock is enough to make him hiss. But right now it is hard as a rock already.
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Date: 2019-09-11 07:31 am (UTC)Vax shifted back to get Vane's pants the rest of the way off, then discarded them to the side and stood up, walking back over to retrieve the bag. He came back and plopped down to straddle the pirate's bare thighs, rooting through it. Eventually, he came up with a handful of lube packets, dropping the bag off to the side with a thump that suggested there were plenty more tricks in it.
"Hold those," he said, mostly to amuse himself as he set the packets down in a small pile on Vane's chest. He stripped his shirt off, then, finally showing some skin. He'd remained clothed the whole time so far.
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Date: 2019-09-11 10:26 am (UTC)He quickly shed his boots and trousers as well, then sat back down facing away this time. He turned to grab some of the lube, coating his fingers, then reached back and pushed two inside himself with a sigh, giving Vane a show. "Bet you wish you could touch now, eh pretty?" he commented as he stretched himself.
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Date: 2019-09-12 11:34 am (UTC)The nickname made him grin, anyone else would get punched for calling him pretty. With Vax it feels good, silly but good. The weight of the half-elf on top of him is enough to make him moan and then the show turns it into a half growl. "Fuck yeah, Vax. You know I like touching you."
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Date: 2019-09-13 07:16 am (UTC)He wanted that dick even more, though, so eventually he stopped, crawling down to kneel over Vane's cock, still facing away. He wanted Vane watching the show and having to hold back his pleasure anyway. Sliding down on it was easy, making Vax hum with pleasure as his hole stretched around it. "Ah, you are good for something," he said, starting to rock his hips nice and slow. "Nothing makes a pretty boy prettier than a nice, hard cock."
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Date: 2019-09-13 08:47 pm (UTC)"Fuuuuck" He moans as Vax lowers himself onto him. Then a little blush spread over his cheeks at Vax's words. From anyone else he isn't sure he'd be into the idea of being just a toy but from Vax he likes it. Because he feels safe that that isn't just what he is to Vax. "And it is all yours, Vax."
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