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[itookashot]

Since they all used High Magic I have no idea how any of it was done, probably someone in Solvunn could make guesses. I'm just throwing darts at a wall at this point. I never really got an answer about where that ship went and why a different one was down there.

They're not going to let anyone on that island any time soon. Maybe try in a few months, but that's not soon enough for finding Dean, obviously. And you don't want to draw attention to it.

Nothing that I myself can tell, but my abilities don't really have a detect magic detail.

[itookashot]

It's possible. I wonder if they would have executed all of them that way, or if she was just special as the ringleader.

[bealufull]

It feels like an attempt to appease those that voted for execution for all, but maybe they've done worse to them.

I could accept that but I need to see it to believe it.

[itookashot]

Jesper feels that kindness and affection really do need to happen to make this work with someone new to the dark side of sex. Some day in the future if Kell decides to play with someone else, he'll have a much firmer sense of himself and be comfortable with his needs. Jesper will get him to that point, he has faith. The way he reacts so well to the gentleness reassures him that Kell needs a little sweetness in these moments in between, and Jesper doesn't mind giving it to him. Quite the opposite. He's actually very sweet with his lovers and always has been. It just also will include Kell tying him up and spanking him.

Jesper purposely teases him so he would pull him down and enter him again, and he groans in pleasure, sitting on him entirely. He is full to the brim with Kell and he loves it. He returns the wild kiss and sets an even wilder pace. He is fast and thorough, every time he comes down filling himself to the hilt, with an occasional shallow thrust down to squeeze around his head on purpose.

His hand dives into Kell's red hair and jerks his head back. He rides him harder and holds his head there so he can descend onto his neck, biting hard, sucking marks into his skin. He feels the tension in himself as the pleasure rises, nuzzling his nose into Kell's ear. "Fuck me," he whispers, filthy and low. "I've kept all your come in me. Didn't think it away. I want to be stuffed full." Jesper smiles, every word like honey as his body continues to move against him.

His breath hitches as his riding pushes his cock into Kell's hand over and over, biting his earlobe. "This time I want you all over me." Jesper abruptly pulls off Kell, no doubt to his disappointment, but he doesn't waste time before leaning back and aiming Kell's cock right at his dark slender body. He strokes them both through it quickly and efficiently. "Make me filthy." He plans on coming with Kell this time so he can really get dirty with both of them stained on him.

[itookashot]

Nocwich is full of vampires and werewolves. From what I've heard from other people's tales, at least one of those groups eats people. Maybe they'll eat them.

[bealufull]

I like that answer. Wish I thought it was the truth.

[itookashot]

It's true, if they ate people someone would probably know. They'd have a reputation. Thorne seemed to be the only ruthless place, which isn't a surprise. I know most of the people there.

[ AKA he's slept with a good handful of them. ]

[blackeyedprince]

Kell is going to be so good at it once he learns and starts to trust himself more. When he's not catching himself mid-reaction self-conscious, he's a natural. Leans into Jesper's aggression with more than matching enthusiasm. For now, as rough and brutal their sex is, Kell needs the gentle guidance Jesper is giving him. He needs the sweetness to balance the fear that he's an awful person for having such wants. Need to be reminded that his special brand of cruelty is a rare talent. That is a much needed gift to a mind too burdened and battered by the outside world. One that needs this contained space, a single, sharp point of focus, a respite from the onslaught, a retreat. It needs to be shaken out of its spiral by something too intense too ignore. This is exactly what Kell is able to provide. His attention is undivided, but he needs to learn to own and take pride in it. For that to happen, he needs space to fail, to fumble his steps, to feel out the edges of his cruelty, and learn what reactions it causes. His luck, and the luck of all of his future partners, is that he is in such good hands. He couldn't have truly have chosen a better person to introduce him to this dark and beautiful world.

A steady stream of loud moans and gasps flows from Kell's lips unhindered in response to the relentless assault on his neck. Every time Jesper sinks his teeth into his skin, Kell thrust his hips up with a cry of pleasure. Falling back on the couch when Jesper makes himself lift, only to impale himself even deeper when he goes down again.

"Rude," Kell growls when Jesper suddenly pulls off instead of taking him in like he did. His hands move over Jesper's hips, fingers dig into the flesh. He grips hard, but it's as much to cause pain, as to support Jesper when he leans back and takes them both in his skilled hands. Safe in the knowledge that even inundated with pleasure as he's, Kell will keep them steady.

"I am going to punish you so bad for it later, but first..." Kell shivers. One move and he's going to erupt all over them both., but he doesn't want it. Not yet. He want to them to come together. Jesper's expert fingers make breathing, let alone speaking hard. They make many things very, very hard. Kell laughs, a dark, cruel laughter. This is beautiful.

"I am going to make you so filthy. I know you like it, dirty little thing. I know you want me to cover you whole in my come. But worry not, I'm generous, I am going to drench you in it."

He barely gets to end his threat promise when all of Jesper's hard work pays off and it goes just like he said. It's Horizon so delirious with pleasure crushing into him like a great wave, Kell still retains some control over how much he shoots all over both of them, and when. They do get to come together just like he wanted. Kell feels Jesper's orgasm shake his slender body, mirrored by his own. For a brief moment, all else seems to cease to exist. There are only them and their shared ecstasy. Kell come out of it all heaving breaths and trembling limbs, like a diver coming up for air. Moans, lust stoking heat in him all anew, when he sees what state he left Jesper in. Leans forward with a groan, pressing his cheek to Jesper's chest, his gorgeous dark skin all sweaty and sticky, smearing their come all over him.

"Unbelievable how delicious you look debauched like that," Kell purrs. "I need to do this to you more often."

[itookashot]

In truth that first night Jesper should have been slightly more careful once he realized it was new to Kell, mostly out of respect for both of them, but it turned out to work fine. He is a risk-taker and it could have gone poorly, but they did keep themselves somewhat on the line. There was magical sex play, spanking, and tying up, but those were all within safe boundaries. He probably would have paused them if they went darker then, just as he did today. That was a taste.

Kell is practically glowing under the support of someone allowing him to dig deep into himself and enjoy the darkness. He is coming out of his shell and it is beautiful to watch. He laughs when Kell calls him rude, laughing even in the midst of their darkness because there are no rules, it never has to be all one thing or all the other. He can be tender while being rough because anything goes when you're with a partner you can trust.

"That's right, sweetheart, give me all that you've got." Jesper prepares himself for it and he is not disappointed as Kell covers them both with it, his own skin damp now with it. The orgasm is fantastic but the lasting feeling of being dirty like this makes him just as continuously pleased. He smiles when Kell leans into him like that. He really is going all in now that he's been given permission to follow his whims and desires.

Jesper pulls Kell's head back and licks the side of his face where he's gotten himself sticky with their come. He licks all of it up like it is a fantastic meal and kisses his cheek afterward. Something dirty, something sweet. "Baby you can do it any time you want. We may need to make sure to have a lot of damp towels around if it's in person though." They'll have to take a lot of extra steps when in person because of how much more of a headache this stuff can be, but it's all worth it in the end. And they'll always have here.

He kisses Kell again, the taste of both of them on his tongue, and he presses in close to him so Kell can feel the wetness dripping on him as he wants. Afterward he stands up though, purposely unsteady on his feet because he makes himself feel the ache of being fucked thoroughly multiple times. He winks at Kell and moves over to the bed just as he promised, waving a hand and multiple types of ties show up. Some silky fabric to tie up, handcuffs both fuzzy and normal, they both know they can also create it using their magic. He has a spreader on there too in case it appeals to lock him up in more than one way.

He drops himself back on the bed and very purposely stretches out on it, his long limbs on full display, that pretty skin of his still damp with come, knowing how debauched and sexy he looks this way. "I want you to do horrible things to me, Kell, come on." Jesper knows how to get this started by deliberately provoking Kell, reaching down to start stroking himself, as if he doesn't need him.

[bealufull]

I feel almost offended then if that's where the ruthless go.

[ Not that he wouldn't have fought tooth and nail to get to where Jesper and Inej were but still. ]

[itookashot]

They need to have a certain kind of ruthlessness to be trapped all the time in a gilded cage. But you would have hated it. We would've immediately gotten in trouble trying to get you from Thorne.

[bealufull]

I can't deny that. I don't do well caged.

So we'll get in trouble here then. Especially dealing with those that would cage us. Even if underground is less cage than dungeon.

[itookashot]

It was serendipity that I came when I did because they let Inej cross over from Solvunn here. It was the only time they've allowed people to switch factions voluntarily.

[ The idea of them being separated all this time is agonizing for him. Luckily it didn't happen. ]

I don't know her idea of the Summoned Faction could ever work. They'd keep kidnapping people even if it did.

[blackeyedprince]

It's easier when he doesn't think about it. Just goes with the instinct of what feels right. But it's also like falling in blind. Kell doesn't want to go blind into whatever that is that they are having. He wants to go in with his eyes open. Aware and focused. Because this is as beautiful as it is scary, he doesn't want to miss any of it. He has no frame of reference, nothing to hold this feeling against to compare. He doesn't even have words for it. Those that he does, he learned from Jesper. Either from their first time or now. But it's alright. Whatever magic is involved in the way Jesper shows him things, it doesn't feel like instruction. More like exploration. As if Jesper wasn't teaching him things, but merely showing him a fascinating landscape that he enjoys and wants to share with him. It's so odd, but odd in a way that all things new and wonderful are.

Kell wants to do to him everything they did on their first night, and more. He soaks Jesper's laughter, shivers when Jesper licks his face clean then kisses his cheek. There's something irresistibly scandalous in the contradiction in his actions and Kell loves it. He wants more of it. The sweet, the sensual, the utterly defiled. The promise makes him laugh in turn.

"I think that can be arranged."

Horizon is all great, with endless possibilities, but Kell would love to repeat it in person, if only to feel the difference if there's any.In the waking world, as he tends to call it. That's something to remember for later time. He can't get distracted from what's in front of him by thinking about future, when the present is such a feast for the eyes. Not only the eyes. Kell licks his lips, bites his lower lip, watching Jesper stroll to the bed a little wobbly on his feet. As if he was adjusting for the discomfort of having been fucked so hard, so many times. The display only makes Kell want to fuck him more. Which is, quite obviously, the intended effect. Whatever Jesper wants of him, he never fails to achieve it. It might seem as if Kell was the one charge, but it still is Jesper holding the reigns. Which makes sense given he's the one with skill and experience here.

The way he walks, the way he spreads himself on the bed like a marvelous buffet, ready for Kell to devour. All this is intentional, and it's so damned effective that Kell almost misses the various implements that Jesper magics into existence for them to play with.

"Oh, I will. Don't you worry. I am planning to utterly ruin you."

Kell moves to the bed. He crawls all over Jesper on his hands and knees so he can hover over him. One move and he would crush him into the matress. So close and yet. He swats at Jesper's wrist, gently almost playfully, careful not to strike his cock. There was a clear no there and Kell remembers it well. He wants it to be in perfect condition for what he plans for Jesper. Full, wanting and untouched.

"Don't." he warns with a lewd smile. "This is my toy to play with. Besides I have better use for your hands."

He might have paid more attention to Jesper's naked body than all the implements Jesper materialized on the bed, but it doesn't matter he failed to notice them completely. There's a pair of handcuffs that would look especially pretty locked on Jesper's wrists. Like jewellery. A very special jewellery. Kell realizes he likes his instruments of torment to be pretty shining things. A ring, a pair of bracelets. Jesper is already gorgeous, he needs no adornment, but streaks of silver look so good against his dark skin Kell can't resist putting something like that on him.

[bealufull]

You're not wrong. Even if they don't stop her, it will only encourage them.

We just have to determine if that should be a deterrent or not.

[itookashot]

I suppose it matters if they would find that an act of treason or not. Free Cities may be more likely to shrug about us, but I imagine Thorne would just throw their people in the dungeon again.

[itookashot]

Jesper can see how right after what Kell just experienced, he could probably especially use some outlet. At the execution they were both in a tense feeling, watching a woman die horrifically, but it wasn't going to heal the inner damage. Sex might not either, but it will definitely make them feel better. It's a fantastic distraction.

He looks at Kell as he seductively moves to the bed, smiling as he sees his own purposely appealing posture worked immediately. Jesper is walking temptation, but he likes seeing Kell's face as he is instantly seduced, and the hunger in his eyes. "You are so beautiful," he tells him sincerely. A genuine compliment within a debauched situation, but Jesper always walks lines between pure sex and romanticism. And he never worries about it. He does what he wants, how he feels. He's a creature of sensation and impulse.

Jesper follows his command and immediately gets hard from the implication of putting restraints on him. Kell already knew that he liked it, but he's excited to have something more formal. He licks his lips and puts his arms up over his head, his wrists presented to Kell in a submissive pose for him to use what he wants. He does look very good in silver. He can handcuff his hands together or to the bed itself, there are obvious places he can. This is Jesper's room and bed, obviously he'd create them in a way that kink would be encouraged.

"Please, baby. Do you want me to turn on my front? Just move me where you want me, I'll do anything for you." He can cuff his hands at his back and flog him from there if he wants. Now that they've talked Jesper feels confident that Kell can freely choose as he wants and get out his desires. He knows he has power over Jesper but that Jesper will stop things if he wants to at any time. There is trust here in this bed even if they do not entirely know one another outside of it. Some day maybe they will.

[bealufull]

To make it work, we would have to negotiate with them and run this as a government.
We can't leave her to do this alone, which means forming the government with her.

[itookashot]

I know, I hope she's just ready for if this ends up being an impossible task.

[bealufull]

I'll have a talk with her about what she plans to do. Both if it works and if it doesn't.

[itookashot]

Eventually the official war is going to start too. There's no way I believe Thorne and Free Cities are done.

finally i have unfried my brain enough to tag

[blackeyedprince]

Kell doesn't deign to comment on the needy plea. Instead, he falls down to devour Jesper's lips. Intense and bruising, it never fails to send scorching heat down to his groin.

"How nice of you to offer such helpful suggestions, but do not think I forgot how rude you were before."

It doesn't take much to reach for the handcuffs, close them on Jesper's wrists, and attach the chain to the secure spot over his head then leans away to admire his work.

"You look so pretty with those bracelets on."

There's one more thing to do to make it perfect. Kell catches the key for handcuffs, still in the lock, with his teeth pulling it out, then moves up to drop it into Jesper's hand, closing his fingers over the metal. He bites his wrist lightly to make a point.

"Hold on to this. Just don't try to unlock yourself."

This is fully intentional temptation. Kell will always give Jesper occasions to misbehave only so he can punish him. It feels so weird that he makes up those rules only so Jesper can break them. He wants Jesper to break them so he could then punish him for those imaginary transgressions. It does make him wonder if Jesper enjoys it at least as much he does.

"Turn around. On your knees, ass high."

It demands some creative wiggling on Jesper's part, now that he's chained to the headboard, but they're both young, agile and in a place that makes even more implausible physical feats possible. Kell doesn't have to wait long for Jesper to follow his command.

The sight almost makes him change his mind. Jeper's bare back, the line of his spine drawing Kell's gaze down to his ass now on full display. The urge to grab Jesper by his hips and just ram into him wells up, threatening to override whatever devious plan Kell had had before. He swallows hard, short of fully giving into the temptation, moves to kneel behind Jesper dragging his hands down Jesper's sides to grope his ass and press his own hardness against Jesper's all too inviting hole. He can't help but let a small moan slip.

"I could take you right now, but it would be a reward for your misbehavior not a punishment."

Saints, it's impossible how much he wants to do just that...

It won't be a long wait this time. Deprivation is fun, but tonight Kell wants to overwhelm both of them. Flood their minds with sensations so intense there will no place left for the memories of the horrors he's so desperately trying to run from. Jesper surely has a share of his own. Kell needed one look at him at the execution to know exactly that. And Horizon is the perfect place to forget. It's all in their heads, yes, but that's exactly the point. A different kind of healing can take place here. Such, that would not be possible anywhere outside of it. Not without causing a damage of its own.

Most often relief from pain is enough for healing of the body to start, but pain can also be a point of focus for a troubled mind. It's something Kell just starts to discover. Theirs have been very troubled lately. Kell's even more troubled after the execution that, in part, was supposed to work as reassurance, but ended only shattering his sense of safety further. Shaking what little control he was able to rebuild after returning to Thorne.

Kell calls for the flogger and it falls into his hand as naturally as if it was made for it. He starts to caress to Jesper's thighs and ass with soft, suede strands. Takes his time to fully get a feel how it is to handle this particular instrument of pain and pleasure. Only when he feels secure in his grip and control over it, is when he slides back allowing himself enough space to move. The strands are soft to the touch, but when swung they land on Jesper's thigh with a satisfying thwack, darkening the skin where it hit. Whatever was his plan, at the fourth lash Kell is all done. His mouth is parched, eyes wide, heart thumping, gasping for air like a drowning man. He's shivering, every nerve on fire, both dizzy with never before experienced type of pleasure and acutely aware of every single detail. Sight, sound, scent. Mad and blinded with lust.

He drops the flogger, crawls forward, then fucks into Jesper until they're both spent and panting, doesn't pull out even after that. Kell knows Jesper likes to be stuffed full long after the orgasm has rolled over both of them. That, and it would require him to move. He can't. Not before he calms his breath and gets his heart from trying to break free from his chest.

"How are you so irresistible..." he whispers, lips pressed to the back of Jesper's neck. "The more I fuck you, the more I end wanting to fuck you again."

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[itookashot]

Jesper can finagle his way to his knees because he can simply make the handcuffs move with his body. They're in the Horizon but he can also do this with real handcuffs since they're made of matter like everything he can manipulate. But there is something he particularly enjoys about this position. Jesper likes feeling helpless or on display, he gets off on being submissive and treated as a body to use. His eagerness is clear.

He takes the key and plans on using it eventually to be a bad boy, as they both know is necessary eventually, but this time around he is happy to be at Kell's mercy and do what he wants. Jesper smirks when Kell says he could take him but it wouldn't be a punishment, and he knows how tempted he is anyway, with Jesper looking like that. He probably could push him by begging and shaking his ass at him just right, but Kell wanted to try the flogger and he said he could.

He sucks in a breath when he first feels the suede touch of the flogger and he shivers all over, the gentle touch of it all the more enticing when he knows it will turn harsh soon. The first whack has the breath knock out of him and Jesper cries out only for it to turn into a desperate moan. The pain is exquisite and distracting and he hardens to the point of agony too. The skin bruises because he wants it to, the sting settling onto his skin. "Yes, Kell, punish me, make me be good."

He manages to get that out before Kell hits him again and by the fourth one he is a mess too, gasping, his heart racing, precum spread out on the bed as he jerks forward and gets only more turned on. Jesper can't form the words to beg and then Kell is thrusting harshly inside of him and he is only noises and pleasure then. He can't say yes or Kell's name he can only whimper and push back into the agonized need. He comes faster than Kell, tightening around him when he does.

Jesper sighs, the agony of the flogging and sex so perfectly transitioning into a sense of true peace. He hums happily when Kell stays inside of him, he's learning. His hands are still handcuffed to the bed so all he can do is drop his head back to give Kell access to his neck, a silent request for it.

"Because you've wanted this your whole life, Kell, you just didn't know it." This desire has been dug down deep in Kell's subconscious so he couldn't acknowledge it, the embarrassment or shame forced on him. He's been bereft of this relief that he's needed. "Stay in me." Jesper moves off his knees to simply lie down on the bed this way, stretched out again, the marks on his body visible to Kell now.

"Lie down on me, I want to feel your weight pressing me." Jesper enjoys the idea of really being pinned down and fucked into the mattress, but he has another idea to go with that. "And then I want you to fuck me sweet and slow, baby, can you do that? There are many ways to use a body." And sometimes that includes affection.

[blackeyedprince]

Kell doesn't always need instruction to do what he does. When the torrent of sensation gave way to languid bliss, he simply follows his instinct. To claim Jesper's exposed neck with kisses, a lot gentler than any they've shared before. Crush him into the mattress with his own weight, not to cause pain, simply to get as much skin contact as he can even when they're still a tangled mess of connected flesh with barely even air between their bodies. Reach to caress every bit of exposed skin his own body does not already cover with light touch. Stillness is not in his nature, but Kell doesn't really want to break it. There's deep seated satisfaction taking root all the way in his bones, weighing him down, making only his hands move. He had never felt like this. He never thought he could.

"Maybe I did know."

There's no embarrassment or shame to fend off. Not in the usual sense. Just a wounded pride, a misplaced sense of his own superiority, jealousy, and a whole lot of anger. His is a culture very permissive in matters of sex. Kell had realized quickly that Thorne is a lot less so. He had to hold his tongue on numerous occasions.
Back home, he hated it. The ease of connection others seemed to have. That he was lacking. That he thought he would never have. That was, for the most part, too dangerous for him. Too frightening to others. He told himself he doesn't need it. That he's better. He's Antari. He's destined for greater things than freely fucking at parties. He's not like them. There has ever been only a single person spared his condemnation. The same one as always.

It didn't mean Kell went fully celibate back home. He was a living, breathing human after all. Quite horny as teenager. But he never allowed himself to be so open as he is with Jesper. For many reasons, not only his stupid pride, but it did not help. It only made him sadder, and angrier.
He's none of it now. He is satisfied, relaxed... who know maybe even happy.

"How dare you read my mind again," Kell laughs, playfully nibbling at Jesper's ear. "You have such a breathtaking beauty, Jesper. I hope people tell you this all the time. They should. You deserve to be adored and cherished. I want to savor you as much as I want to ruin you."

This is only their second meeting, but Kell wants Jesper to truly feel him. Each caress, each kiss. There's desire, yes, but it's no longer only lust... He doesn't know what it is, and in all honesty, he doesn't want to put a name on it. To limit, to fence off this wonderful feeling with words and definitions feels like a crime. A betrayal of the fragile thing that by some unbelievable cosmic coincidence was allowed to exist. It doesn't help that he's very bad at even recognizing his own emotions, let alone naming them. As long as it's not anger, he's lost. He desperately doesn't want to lose this one.

[bealufull]

We'll need a plan and I will hear what it is you and Inej both want.