A Weekend Affair # 1 - The Great White Reception

[Goliath]

Hellfire - Aquarius

Talisman: "You can start by drinking a glass of water and telling me what troubles you."

Ben grumbled for a moment as he grabbed a glass and poured from the pitcher of ice water at the bar as she downed it with ease, the cup appearing small in his hands. She may not have been his mother, but even as a child it was clear that Talisman had been tasked with disciplining him, and keeping him in line. She was the closest thing resembling a parental figure to him, though he was not treated as one of her children. There was a clear divide, but it was all Ben had.

"Forgive me..I'm just..

[somberly]

"tonight that is the night.."

Kelly:"That your father died. I remember."

She said it with such ease and yet such a bitterness behind her words. His entire life, Kelly had told him nothing but terrible stories about his father. What a failure he was. How little of a man he was, and he could never be sure if it was because she hated HIM so much or his father. The story was no different tonight. Ben's temporary high was beginning to ware off.

Kelly: "You cannot continue to grieve him as you do, Ben. He may have been your father, but he was not a man you would want to know. Believe me."

She reached out for his hand, a moment of rare intimacy, despite her hands being ice cold. This was a side of Kelly that had did not often see, and it was beginning to trouble him.

"That should have been for ME to decide, Kel--your Queen."

He hissed with a bit of anger. Ben was sick of not being able to make any decisions. Not about his life, not about his own body. Ben was growing very tired of the man he had become, and Kelly was bringing out a great deal of anger.

Kelly: "Well he made that decision for you, boy. That is just the reality of the situation. Would you really respect a man who had ended his own life rather than deal with the consequences of his own actions. He is the polar opposite of you, Benjamin."

"UGGHRRR!"

His chest heaved as he looked at Talisman who seemed somehow compassionate and understanding.

Ben: "I feel like I have failed you in some way, Ben."

"No."

Ben couldn't afford to lose anymore people in his life, so even the dubious ones he preferred to keep close. He had known Kelly his entire life. He pleaded.

"No, Talisman. Not at all. You let me stay here. I owe my life to you."

She did not seem pleased with his answer.

Kelly:"But I've kept something from you. Something I should have told you a long time ago...and something, I really feel would have changed your life for the better."

"What is she about to tell me...?!"

He wanted to scream at her, but he needed to know more.

Kelly: "You are not the only child of Finn Lewis that lives in these walls, Ben. There is another, someone you know very well.."

Ben's blood ran cold, the words seeming to activate something very deep inside of him. He had a sibling? His mind was not running as quickly as he would have liked.

Benjamin: "Whha..Who? Kelly-Who is it?"

She took a dramatic pause and smuldered her eyes, giving him a remorseful and pervase look. He was dying with antcipation.

"It's..it's Erika King."

"ARRRGGHH!!"

He threw the night stand across the room with ease as he FLEXED his muscles with rage, a bit of stone developing on his right fist for a moment, before shifting back to skin. He was PISSED.

"You mean to tell me that ERIKA KING IS MY SISTER?! AND YOU DIDN'T THINK I SHOULD KNOW ABOUT IT?"

Benjamin lost it as he drew back his hand, ready to punch her in the head.

Talisman: "Compose yourself or I will end your miserable life this very instant. And you won't know a thing about your sister."

He immediately recoiled, doing his best to calm the rage rising within him. He had felt like a ghost his entire life, and now Talisman was telling him that right under his nose, he had a sister, one that was treated VERY differently in the mansion than he was, despite them sharing one hell of a genetic resemblence. How could Talisman have let him live like he lived?

"You...are a monster for not telling me."

She nodded to him.

Kelly: "I am."

[she paused]

Kelly: "But I could have never told you. I get some credit for that. Seeing you here now, I realize my mistake. I realize that I robbed you of a life. This is my way of beginning to make it up to you."

Ben was unsure what to say, worried this was one of her sick little games. Kelly had a real way of getting into people's heads, her impressive vocabulary and ability to think on her feet made her formidable when she wanted to be, and with so many changes going on around the mansion, one he now felt more ownership over, he was worried that she was plotting something. But she had also just given him an incredible gift.

"If I find out you are lying to me, Kelly..I will ensure that it will be I who lands the blow that takes you down...in the name of my reigning Queen.."

His eyes darted back and forth on the ground, his mind racing. He looked up to her.

"What are you getting from this? What is this...play you're trying to run?"

 

[Talisman]

Hellfire - Aquarius

Benjamin: "If I found out you are lying to me, Kelly...I will ensure that it will be I who lands the bow that takes you down...in the name of my reigning Queen.."

"Watch your mouth, boy."

Kelly said flatly towards him despite being very pleased. This had been just what he needed. He would have never spoken to her in such a way, with such a lack of regard, flaunting his favor of Ava so flippantly, but the knowledge that he had a sister, and the anger he felt at being kept in the dark for so many years, had been unleashed. There is no way he would not pursue Erika. There was no way he wouldn't see this as his way out of obscurity, on to what he would believe to be his own life.

Benjamin: "What are you getting from this? What is this...play you're trying to run?"

"So he HAS paid attention to me over the years..."

Kelly rose from the bed, finishing her glass of hemlock, before using her power to restore the nightstand and move it to it's original location, setting her flute down on top of it.

"There is no play, per say. But I can say the fact that you know this... bodes well for my daughter, who intends to rise in power in the days to come. She will need protection, and if you have any hope of every truly getting to know her, you will have to keep any eye out for her..."

Benjamin: "Just blimey beautiful, Talisman."

[she scoffed]

"Do not think this information makes you above me, Goliath. I created you. Show some respect."

She moved closer to him, her hand on his thick shoulder.

"The only thing I gain from this is protection for my daughter, and the benefit of knowing that after all these years...I finally did the right thing."

[somberly]

"Your suffering needs to end. This is the start of it."

[pausing]

"The only problem is that I'd like to be able to tell my daughter myself. And this weekend..is not necessarily the best time, considering her current plans. I need you to wait until the end of the weekend, until I get a private moment to tell her. This will not be easy, I know, but Benjamin..I need this..WE need this."

This information would go over very differently for Erika. She would jump at the chance to claim Ben. She would be glued by his side, showering him with adoration, any and everything to get under the skin of her brother. She would use him as an asset and a tool to further herself, and Kelly was glad to help.

"Your life is about to change, Ben. But we have to have the right timing..otherwise, everything your sister has worked for will fall apart."

She secretly thought of his life falling apart, especially after he showed such FAVOR to Ava in front of her earlier. First she had taken Cobra and now she was trying to take Goliath from her?! They belonged to HER.

"Please...Ben, you musn't say a word."

 

[Persephone]

Ava could have stayed in his arms all night long - hell she waited long enough to be with him. But when he asked her if they had to go back to the party, she groaned out remembering that there was still a party going on. Burying her head into his neck, she softly laughed confirming as much. He gently stroked her hair, his touch so gentle for a man who literally crushed someone's throat a mere half an hour earlier.

John: "That was not the answer I was looking for."

She kissed his shoulder before lifting her head to look at him. They did have to return to the party at some point, but the perks of being a Queen meant she could choose when.

John: "Just tell me how long I have..."

John's hand fit perfectly along her waist before slowly sliding down to her hip. Ava grinned, knowing they weren't going to leave this room without fucking at least once more. But first, she did want to speak to him about what she said earlier. She wanted John to be her Black King. Diana, Helena, and Kelly all ran their courts solo and they were overthrown and killed, minus Kelly who was like a fucking cockroach. A King ruling along side a Queen meant double the power and less chance for a revolution. Haleigh and Cameron were both strong together, even Alek and Ashley were both strong together despite hating each other. This left Ava in a more vulnerable position.

John: "I don't care about any of that, Ava. I just want to be with you."

Ava lifted herself up to look at him, leaning onto his chest.

"I know....and I love you for that, John. And if you truly don't want to be my King, i'll still love you and be with you. But I really think this would be beneficial for both of us. We're strong together....we trust each other...this could make our court so much stronger."

John tucked some of Ava's hair behind her ear making her smile. Just the way he was looking at her made her question why she waited so long to open herself to him.

John: "Don't you want to...think about it for a while? Make sure this is what you really want?"

Her smile broadened as she shook her head no gently.

"I've thought about this for a long time. I've always wanted you by my side since the beginning."

John began to rub her back and Ava could tell he wasn't too keen on the idea.

John: "Wait until you marry, even."

"Marry?"

She let out a little laugh.

John: "I don't want you to end up like Ashley, full of regret... I love you, Ava. I will be by your side, no matter what my title is, even if I have no title. I'm with you. You don't have to prove anything to me."

"John...look at me."

Ava placed her hand on his cheek, her eyes unwavering from his.

"We are nothing like Alek and Ashley. Ashley was in a love with a ghost and pushed Alek away, their relationship doomed from the start. You and I? We've been friends for 15 years. You know pretty much everything about me and you're STILL here when most men would have been long gone by now. I'm not asking you to be my King because i'm trying to prove how much I love you. I'm asking you because I want you by my side ruling with me. I want your logic when i'm about to make a rash decision. I want your calm when I'm about to lose it. I want your input when i'm questioning myself."

Ava looked down at his hand, her fingers moving between his to intertwine them together.

"I know you can do all this as my Rook, you have been for the past year and a half. [shaking her head] But I don't want you to follow my orders anymore. [looking back into his eyes] I want you to call me Ava, to look at me like you are now without feeling the pressures of the Inner Circle, to walk into a party hand in hand like Haleigh and Cameron knowing that we command the place together."

She slipped her hand from his only to move it back to his face. Ava softly kissed him, her tongue slow dancing with his as she pressed her naked form more intimately into him. Finally she pulled back to look at him once again, hoping he would understand she wanted him as a partner in all forms.

"I can be your Queen, not just the Black Queen."

 

[Valkyrie]

Alek's Suite

Ashley led the way into the bedroom. It wasn't the first time there had been three in this bed, but it wasn't the three royalty Alek had suggested earlier in the evening. Fuck Alek. She hoped he enjoyed the show when he saw this on the security tapes later. Liam's hands on her made her forget Alek, and she ran her hands over his muscled chest. He would have made a good addition to her Court, if he wasn't a King already. His mouth found hers and she responded hungrily, a little roughly.

She laid down on the bed and he came with her, his mouth working its way down her body. She made a noise of pleasure, and watched him, licking her lips in anticipation, as he was about to put his mouth on her most sensitive area.

"Oh yes, excuse me. Ladies first."

That made Ashley smile - a devious, sultry smile, but a smile nonetheless. The relationship between these two was really quite fascinating.

"Yes, indeed, ladies first."

She fixed her eyes on Juliette's until she couldn't see them anymore, and made a whimper when her mouth touched her. And then her head fell back against the pillow as Liam's mouth was on her body again, making his way back up from her breasts to her mouth. She made a small sound of protest as he pulled away, but then she saw it was to remove Juliette's gown.

"You know Ashley, We really do appreciate your style of hospitality."

"Anything...for a guest..." she managed to eke out, breathlessly. The thing about people who had lived more than one lifetime: they learned some things along the way. And Juliette had certainly learned a lot. Maybe it had something to do with being French, or a vampire, or just because she was naturally good at it.

Ash pulled Liam back to the head of the bed, reaching to undo his suit slacks. She took hold of him, not as steady as she normally would have, her body writhing under Juliette's touch. Once he was suitably freed, she tasted him, her tongue running around the hard flesh. She noticed with approval that his facility was in fact, very large. Soon she was unable to continue, her body tensing low in her stomach, the explosion coming hard and fast. But she wasn't finished; now she felt alive, and she was just getting started.

She raised herself up onto her knees, and taking Juliette's hand, brought her with her. She glanced at Liam, and smiled, then pressed her lips against his Queen's in a slow, sensual kiss. Her hands stroked her now bare breasts, caressed the graceful lines of her back. She reached out to pull Liam behind her, and when she broke their kiss, moved her head so he could kiss Juliette. His lips found hers again next while her hand stroked him.

She turned her attention then back to Juliette, laying her down on the bed. Ashley's hands stroked her thighs, pushing them gently apart, admiring the Queen's perfect body. Her tongue licked the length of her sex, and then she turned her head to Liam behind her, eyes filled with desire signaling to him just what he was to do next.

 

[Steel]

Ava's Suite

Ava told him she wanted him as her King. It was an immense show of confidence on her part, both in his abilities and in their new relationship. But he wanted her to know that he wasn't there because she was a Queen with an empty spot beside her.

"I know....and I love you for that, John. And if you truly don't want to be my King, I'll still love you and be with you. But I really think this would be beneficial for both of us. We're strong together....we trust each other...this could make our court so much stronger."

"Ava, I would be honored to be your King. I just want you to be sure."

He smiled gently at her. He didn't want her to realize her mistake a week, a month, a year from now, and it be too late.

"I've thought about this for a long time. I've always wanted you by my side since the beginning."

That took him aback a bit, the shock evident on his face. He had never thought that was something in the cards for him. Never. But still...he didn't want her to jump into this rashly. Cameron and Haleigh worked as a couple, and as co-rulers. But it wasn't just that they were together. Their bond as husband and wife and the signal that sent to everyone outside of them - despite their sexual preferences - strengthened their rule. He suggested maybe she would want to wait until she was married to bestow that honor, but she laughed. He told her he didn't want her to end up like Ashley. She looked at him directly.

"We are nothing like Alek and Ashley. Ashley was in a love with a ghost and pushed Alek away, their relationship doomed from the start. You and I? We've been friends for 15 years. You know pretty much everything about me and you're STILL here when most men would have been long gone by now. I'm not asking you to be my King because i'm trying to prove how much I love you. I'm asking you because I want you by my side ruling with me. I want your logic when i'm about to make a rash decision. I want your calm when I'm about to lose it. I want your input when i'm questioning myself."

"But will you take it..."

He teased her with a smile and a nudge. She slipped her hand in his once more, interlinking their fingers. He could have held her hand like that all night.

"I know you can do all this as my Rook, you have been for the past year and a half. [shaking her head] But I don't want you to follow my orders anymore. [looking back into his eyes] I want you to call me Ava, to look at me like you are now without feeling the pressures of the Inner Circle, to walk into a party hand in hand like Haleigh and Cameron knowing that we command the place together."

Even from a tactical point of view, she wasn't wrong. It would strengthen them. It would give him credibility, allow them to be less formal in public. There would be no talk that she was becoming "weak" because of her newest lover. And the idea of standing beside her, supporting her the way only a King could, it appealed to him.

"I can be your Queen, not just the Black Queen."

"You've always been my Queen. My only one."

He considered it just a moment longer before speaking again, and smiling.

"And if you want me, I'm yours."

He leaned in to kiss her softly, before deepening it and rolling her more onto her back.

"Now, I think you said we were on a very limited time schedule..."

He grinned as his lips touched her throat.

 

[Black Widow]

The Hellfire Club - - Aquarius

She did her best 'innocent' act, but of course he knew better than to stop. He kissed her amorously, biting her lip playfully, setting a fire of lust in her heart. She gave him a sinister smile, sliding his dinner jacket off his shoulders with slow, deliberate guidance.

Cameron: Mmm...but you love an audience, Mrs. King...

"It's true, I do..."

She admitted. She also loved being called Mrs. King, even more than she liked being called My Queen. He pinned her hands to the wall abruptly, prompting a gasp of excitement. One hand on her wrists, his other was already pushing her dress up. He was her absolute favorite. It wouldn't have mattered where or when or why. She wouldn't deny him anything at all. He bit her neck, and she used her leg, hitched up around his hip, to pull him insistently against her.

Cameron: Do you see the others? How they ache for what we have?

"Mmm... I see that they are afraid of it. They don't understand the power we share."

She told him, as she mentally undid his buckle, and his zipper, and the metal hook clasp of his slacks.

Cameron: This kingdom is ours...

He said, bringing them back together, the way they were made to be. Haleigh's eyes rolled back as she slammed against the wall. White-washed bulkhead steel, part of the Aqua Ring tank structure, caved like aluminum to her body with a groan that covered the sound she made herself. He released her wrists, and her arms went around his neck.

Cameron: And tonight is yours...

Her reply was in moans, and kisses, as her hips met his, seeking the ideal angle. His face was buried in her breasts, the makings of his beard scratching her sensitive skin in the best way.

Cameron: Whatever you want is yours, my Queen... Now what do you want?

Later, she might remember she wanted to take over Hellfire Worldwide. Later, she might be able to think of many things she wanted. But right this moment?

You. Just you.

 

[Savage]

The Hellfire Club - - Aquarius

Amanda: Me? Well..I'm looking at a Savage body, AJ. And the view is...quite nice.

He smiled as her hands ran over his chest, petting him, exploring. His own hands gripped her hips, his thumbs finding the silk of her skin where her dress left her uncovered. This was most promising. He could already imagine the purring of his Queen. And then Cobra pulled out her phone.

"Right now??"

Savage grumbled incredulously. He could not understand the obsession with the device. It wasn't like it was needed to survive. His hands released her, so she could tap away at the little screen, his disappointment evident in a sigh.

Amanda: Would you like to go somewhere a little more private?

She asked, winning him over again. He put his arm around her shoulders, guiding her back towards the table where his Queen had been, but as soon as he looked, he noticed the table was empty. His jaw clenched.

Amanda: Your Queen appears to be entertaining our guests, which means you'll have a few "off duty" hours...

No. Lots of the Inner Circle had disappeared. Almost all of them were gone, in fact. His Queen could be anywhere, but the cold feeling inside suspected Cobra was right about where she'd went. He could find her though, very quickly. He steered Amanda back towards his den. He could take her there, and hunt for his Queen along the way.

Amanda: The nations you could conquer in such time...

"Yours, for a certainty."

He growled in her ear as they left the party. The further along they got, the more apparent it became. There was a fresh scent trail. His Queen, Liam, and the Dead Thing had been through here. At first he told himself that She had only led them back to their White Wing quarters, and he believed he would find Her in Her own suite, alone, and that She would be pleased when he appeared. But those hopes were dashed by the time he got to the Red Wing. Even if he doubted his sense of smell, he could hear their voices coming from the Red King's suite. That was the thing that made him snap.

Liam: You know Ashley, We really do appreciate your style of hospitality.

Julie: Mmm...

Ash: Anything...for a guest...

He wanted to smash the door to pieces. He wanted to howl. He wanted to kill the ones who were with her now. He wanted to die. But this was not the first time he'd had to deal with this. Usually he went out to hunt something, in the city, or out further, in the Upstate New York wilderness, when she did this. But tonight he had Cobra. If his Queen wanted to seek the company of others? Then he would too. He hoped Cobra was loud enough to drown out the sounds his Queen was making now. He'd better get started.

He turned abruptly as they neared the door of his den, and pulled Cobra in, kissing her aggressively, a growl rumbling behind it. He snatched her up, roughly guiding her legs around his waist, as one hand went under her ass to support her, and the other palm slammed against the double doors of his suite, causing the wood to crack and splinter, and the doors to swing open.

"I'll give you something to write about..."

 

[Masque]

Hellfire Club – The Aquarius Lounge


Daniel: "Oh I don't know...something about The White Bishop and The Black Princess waxing poetic about their former queens on the eve of the arrival of Hellfire Europe. I heard it caused quite the splash..not to mention, as an empath I've sensed nothing but tension since I've arrived... And then you were late this evening...Which, I mean for you is normal, but it seemed poorly timed, considering.."

Daniel apparently was done playing, and now? She was done with the whole charade as well. She grabbed his arm roughly, pulled him along with her, and then FLUNG him into an empty booth before getting in beside him.

“That waxing poetic thing, was just a harmless prank that we pulled on the Red King – OUR Red King.”

Gia was unaware that she was getting closer to having the rug pulled out from under her.

Daniel: "I guess the scoop I'm interested in..is if the White Bishop is planning on going rogue, has she already? And does she have a death wish I should know about? For starters…”

Gia played dumb, knowing that there were eyes and ears ALL over this building, in this very room perhaps.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Daniel. If I were late to this, then it was because of YOU and your travel buddies. You all were so obnoxious in the car that I just had to take a nap.”

It was the truth, but it wasn't the whole truth.

 

[Persephone]

John: "Ava, I would be honored to be your King. I just want you to be sure."

Her heart fluttered for a moment at his words, but he still looked unconvinced that this was what she truly wanted. She told him she had been thinking about this since the moment she was appointed. She wanted him by her side as not only her King, but lover. She wanted everyone to know exactly who the fuck they were and what they were capable of. She told him she needed his ying to her yang so he could balance her out and help her when she started to veer off course.

John: "But will you take it..."

He teasingly nudged her and smiled, Ava opening her mouth with mock shock.

"Hey!"

Ava playfully laughed, slipping her hand back into his and intertwining their fingers. She smiled more warmly now, looking at the contrast of his massive hand to her delicate one. They were so different but so perfectly suited. Looking back up into John's eyes, she sincerely told him that she wanted him by her side so they could be the power couple the Black Court deserved, but also so they could freely be together without judgement of the Inner Circle. She wanted him to know that if he said yes, she would not only his Black Queen but she was his Queen in every definition of the word.

John: "You've always been my Queen. My only one."

Ava could help but smile at that, her hand gently caressing his face. He was silent for a moment and Ava's smile slowly began to fade. If he didn't accept her offer to be her King, they would figure out the logistics later. While Ava wanted it badly, she wouldn't deny him his freedom to choose what he wanted. The seconds felt like a lifetime as John thought for a few moments longer until finally smiling. Ava's eyebrows gently lifted, an silent question.

John: "And if you want me, I'm yours."

She immediately began to beam brightly, her eyes filled with excitement and happiness. There was a lightness to her now, one that John brought out in Ava and she wasn't embarressed or afraid to show in front of him and only him. And now that he agreed to be her King? It was like her life at Hellfire was just starting again.

"Really?!"

Ava let out an excited squee of excitement as John softly kissed her lips. She couldn't help but smile through the kiss, giggling deeply and happily as he began to deepen the kiss and roll her back onto her back. John pulled back and Ava bit her lip seductively, looking up at him with a sexy glint in her eye.

John: "Now, I think you said we were on a very limited time schedule..."

His mouth went to her throat and Ava inclined it back giving him more access.

"You're more than welcomed to extend it...."

Ava moved her hand to his face to guide it up to look into her eyes.

"Perks of being a King."

She whispered with a sexy smile.

"Look around, baby....this is all yours now."

Ava brought her mouth to his, needing to taste him. The thought of him taking command making her entire body flush heatedly. The thought of him being in control making her so fucking wet.

"I"m all yours."

She whispered between their kiss, Ava's legs wrapping around his waist.

"Fuck me."

She moaned softly, her tongue invading his mouth, unable to stop kissing him.

 

[Steel]

Ava's Suite

He loved being able to joke with her again, like this. And he liked the idea of never having to hide his feelings or hold his tongue again. And she genuinely seemed to want him beside her. Finally, he agreed.

"Really?!"

Her level of excitement made him smile, even if he wasn't quite sure why she was so excited about it. But she looked so cute he had to kiss her, and then other things took over, and he was rolling her suggestively onto her back. The way she looked up at him, and bit her lip, there was no way she was getting out of this bed without him having her. He started to kiss her neck, teasing about the limited about of time they had before they had to return to the party.

"You're more than welcomed to extend it....Perks of being a King."

She lifted his head so he had to look at her, to see the sultry smile he found there.

"Look around, baby....this is all yours now."

"The only thing I want, is you."

She kissed him again, and he felt her body respond beneath him.

"I'm all yours."

"I need you..."

Her legs came around his waist and he shuddered with anticipation, her thighs slick already, his cock hardening and having nothing to do with his power.

"Fuck me."

He shook his head while her mouth pressed against his, and he slid inside her like a knife through hot butter.

"Never...I'll always make love to you..."

He said nothing more, his mouth taking hers, tongue tasting her mouth with unbridled desire. His body needed hers so badly, he could feel himself losing the control he put so much store in. He moved more quickly than the last time, sliding in and out easily. His hands slid over her bare skin, roughly squeezing her breast, his fingers stroking her nipples until they were as hard as he was. His mouth moved to the crook of her neck, then lowered to take her perfect breast into it. He came up onto his knees, pulling her with him, giving him more access to her chest while he bounced her on his dick. His mouth found hers again, and he circled his arms around her back, pulling her against his chest, thrusting deeply against her, their hips meeting again and again.

"Ava...you feel amazing..."

 

[Persephone]

John: "The only thing I want, is you."

Ava smiled against his lips, her hand gliding down his back as her legs circled around his waist. John told her he needed her, and it was words she never realized she needed to hear. Her body was already responding to his touch, Ava wanting him to fuck her hard and make her cry out so everyone could hear their union as King and Queen. But as her mouth connected to his, John shook his head whispering between their heated kiss.

John: "Never...I'll always make love to you..."

And she knew she had made the right decision. He slid into her without pause and Ava let out a low moan at the feeling. This time he wasn't slow, his hips rapidly connecting with hers just the way she had hoped. Panting out soft noises of pleasure, her back arched into his touch, feeling him grasp her breast while his mouth invaded her neck. Then his mouth replaced his hand and Ava rolled her eyes shut in pure ecstasy. She gripped his back, her nails digging into his skin like an anchor as he went to his knees, pulling her up onto his lap so she was sitting taller than him. Ava circled her arms around his neck, John using his strength to move Ava above him with ease, bouncing her on top of him like she weighed nothing. His mouth muffled her loud moans, Ava clawing at the nape of his neck feeling how deep he went with each connection of their hips. Ava broke the kiss, crying out before her head dipped into the crook of his neck, hugging him close to her.

John: "Ava...you feel amazing..."

He was relentless in his movements, Ava gasping out labored breaths of pleasure.

"Fuck John, you're so deep.."

She bit his shoulder before soothing it with her tongue; trailing kissing along his neck until Ava extended hers back unable to keep her mind focused on anything but what he was doing to her. Her eyes were shut, sounds of her pleasure filling the room. She felt herself loosing control in the best possible way, the pleasure building deep within her until it exploded causing her to cry out his name and shudder in his arms. Hugging him close as her body shook, he didn't stop this onslaught, making Ava whimper at the feeling of him fucking her through her orgasm. She finally managed to bring her mouth to his, kissing him through her escalated breathing as she maneuvered him back onto the bed so that she was on top now.

Ava kissed him slowly, sliding her hands up both of his arms until they met with his hands. She took them and brought them to her ass as she broke the kiss. Licking her bottom lip, she grinned salaciously as she began to roll her hips against him, her hands planted on either side of his head for support. Her face was hovered above his, stealing kisses as she continued to fuck him.

"Come for me.."

She groaned, her movements becoming more urgent as she felt herself on the cusp once again.

 

[Steel]

Ava's Room

They were rough without being violent, their true feelings for each other causing a need in each that could not be easily satiated. The more he had of her the more he wanted, the more he craved her, and he went harder and faster trying to quench a fire that could not be put out. The way she was touching him was driving him mad, and when he felt her cling to him as she came, he held her against his body, comforting her while continuing to drive into her as she shook and shuddered in his arms. He wanted to come so badly, and never, at the same time.

Her mouth was kissing him and he responded, taking her mouth roughly. She turned him, laying him down onto the bed so that she was now on top. He moaned, seeing her naked above him.

"Fuuuuuck."

She slowed their kiss down, her hands exploring his body, sliding down his arms to take his hands, which she deposited on her ass. His lips formed a mischievous smile, and his hand squeezed her cheeks, then slapped them, before grabbing hold once again. And then she began to move.

She kept stealing kisses, but he was too far gone to do much other than moan. He knew he hadn't used his power, but his cock definitely felt like it was made out of steel. He pulled her ass towards him, helping her move, but she didn't really need any help. His head feel back and his eye closed. He was sure his dick was going to explode, like there was no way this could go on. It felt too good. Too fucking amazing.

"Come for me.."

"Ava.."

He knew it was coming, he could feel it. His breath hitched in his throat and he cried out, his hips thrusting to meet her as he came. He opened his eyes to see her still on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around her, kissing her with as much passion as the first time. They were still connected, and he didn't want them to part, not yet. He broke the kiss, and gazed into her eyes, stroking her hair, their faces almost touching.

"It will always be like this, I promise."

 

[Persephone]

He held her while she came, in such a way it made the experience even more intense. She gripped him tightly, never wanting to leave his arms in that moment. But she also wanted to fuck him senseless so he never questioned her need for him. Ava moved him so he was laying back now, sitting on top of him so she was in control.

John: "Fuuuuuck."

Her grin was salacious at his reaction, loving that he found her as sexy as she found him. She moved her hands along his body until she placed his hands on her ass with a grin. She saw the mischevious smile spread across John's lips, loving that playful, dirty side of him coming out. He squeezed her cheeks before slapping her, making her let out a little yelp of pleasure. Then she began to ride him, hard. She wanted him to feel every bit as euphoric as he made her feel, using her body to roll against him over and over. His hands gripped her ass, pulling her against him and making her groan. Her lips kissed him, their pants of breath hot between them. She wanted him to come, feeling herself on the verge yet again. She quickened her pace, the build up within her growing with each connection of their hips. Ava felt John's muscles tense, her breathing picking up even more so knowing he was about to come. Then he cried out spilling into her, Ava's own body trembling as she met her completion just as he did; her head falling back as she moaned through it.

Out of breath, Ava finally opened her eyes and looked down to see John staring up at her. She smiled, feeling his arms wrap around her and pull her down to him, their mouths meeting with just as much passion as when they started. If he kept kissing her like that she'd never get off of him. Then he broke their kiss, brushing the hair away from her face as he looked into her eyes. Ava smiled, her fingers gently stroking along his beard.

John: "It will always be like this, I promise."

"I have no doubt."

She murmured before gently kissing him.

"So...I suppose we need to have the servants pack your belongings from your chambers in the morning?"

Ava smirked as she looked down at him, a playful glint in her eyes.

"Unless you want an Alek/Ashley living situation?"

Still connected, she lifted her hips before slowly pushing back down against his sensitive cock to emphasize that was not the situation they were going to be subjected to. Ava chuckled seeing his expression before kissing him.

[Ava grinned] "You sure you're ready for this, handsome? You're going to be stuck with me for a while."

 

[Steel]

Ava's Room

She kissed him gently, her fingers stroking his beard in a way that was completely endearing.

"So...I suppose we need to have the servants pack your belongings from your chambers in the morning?"

His face broke into a grin while he shifted her on top of him, his hands still moving about her body.

"You want me to move in?"

"Unless you want an Alek/Ashley living situation?"

He pretended to consider it, and then she pressed down on his very sensitive appendage to make her point, making him tense and emit a groan of protest. He was glad SHE found it funny, but then she kissed him, so he forgot whatever it was.

"You sure you're ready for this, handsome? You're going to be stuck with me for a while."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He smiled at her lovingly, his fingers trailing down her back.

"Ava..."

His tone was pensive.

"When we go back to the party, how do we act?"

His hands moved to her arms, stroking her soft skin there.

"Do we pretend...that nothing is different...?"

 

[Persephone]

Ava's mind began to go into business mode, thinking about all the logistics of John now being King. The first step would be him moving out of the Rook's chambers and into hers. He grinned up at her like a kid on Christmas morning.

John: "You want me to move in?"

"Of course. Unless you want an Alek/Ashley living situation?"

John 'pondered' that option for a moment making Ava laugh and nudge him.

"John!"

Oh he wanted to play games? She slowly lifted her hips and pushed his very sensitive cock back into her, grinning as she did so. He groaned but Ava pressed her lips against his easing his protests. His hands continued to stroke her body, the feeling like a breeze kissing her skin on a springs day. Ava looked into John's eyes, playfully asking him if he was ready to get saddled with her for the foreseeable future.

John: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

She smiled warmly, it carrying to her eyes.

"Me too."

But his look soon became serious and Ava furrowed her brows inquisitively.

John: "Ava...When we go back to the party, how do we act? Do we pretend...that nothing is different...?"

Ava sighed out heavily. The party. Fuck, did they really have to go back? She was pretty sure every King and Queen had disappeared to go fuck or strategize anyway. The thought of having to pretend not to be with John left a bad taste in her mouth. She had waited too long to take a step backwards, even for just a night.

"Ideally I would like to make a formal announcement presenting you as our new King either at breakfast tomorrow, or even the Black Party tomorrow night...."

Ava's face looked less than thrilled at the thought of going back downstairs acting as if he were simply her Rook and she his Queen.

"But I don't want to pretend not to be with you tonight...."

Laying her head down onto his chest, Ava shut her eyes and sighed out again, hating the formality of having to make an announcement decreeing John as King. If this wasn't the White Party Ava would do it immediately, but unfortunately they needed to wait until tomorrow. The disappointment was apparent in Ava's tone.

 

[Wallflower]

Hellfire - Aquarius

Savage: "Yours, for a certainy."

A sexy smile crept across her face as the two made their way to towards the Red Corridor. A few glasses of wine aside, she was a rather astute woman, either that or AJ was just very bad at hiding - but it became clear he was truly sniffing out The Red Queen and the EWC on a mission, and when they passed by The Red KING'S door, it was all but confirmed what appeared to be something a little rough for AJ to deal with. Amanda could see heat - and there was a great deal of heat coming from the room.

He stood silent for a moment as she watched anger well up inside him, causing her nipples to get hard almost instantly. AJ was very upset with his Queen bedding people besides him, and as Amanda had hoped, he was about to take out that aggression on her.

"Come and get it, Wolfgang."

The Black Knight was not in love with the wolf. She had not much interest in him outside of wanting to compare notes between her observations and reality, and wanting that devestatingly masculine face in her breasts. Thanks to her phsyiology, Cobra did not need to eat much to survive. But when she did eat, she made sure it was fruit from the forbidden tree. And her desire served a dual purpose. If AJ continued to get agitated at The Red Queen's actions it might likely result in some sort of fight that would make the Red Court look less shiny to the EWC. And if there was a crack to be filled from it, Amanda would make sure it was filled in black. Or at least, that was the tale she would spin should her consensual, about to be barbaric encounter if she was questioned. The truth was somewhere in the middle.

He was on her in an instant, taking her like the beast that he was. As a predator of a different type, she let AJ take the lead in this instance, his firm hand cupping her ass like it was precious cargo, his mouth on her face with a desperate need. And she followed his instruction, ripping his shirt open and rubbing his pecks before swooping her arms around his neck she locked her legs around him, holding on with a particularly apparent strength. Cobra's may not have constricted, but she did.

"Well I hope the punishment fits the crime..."

She was held up against the door as it cracked beneath his weight, sending a wave of arousal coursing through Amanda's slender but strong body.

Savage: "I'll give you something write about..."

She kissed him deeply for a moment before meeting his gaze with STRENGTH.

"I think I'd rather scream tonight, AJ..."

Amanda reached down to the crotch of Savage's pants, gripping his package, which to her surpise and delight, seemed as girthy as it was long.

"Can you make me scream, Savage?"

 

[Discord]

Hellfire - Aquarius

She GRABBED his arm as if it were not an issue for her to do so, and ROUGHLY pulled him along with her into an empty booth, presumably for more privacy. That would be her first and only mistake with Daniel Reed. She slided in beside him, his face unimpressed and highly agitated, in a sort of british wasp sort of way.

Gia: "That waxing poetic thing, was just a harmless prank that we pulled on the Red King - OUR Red King."

"Considering the way you just DRUG me in here, Gia. I'm beginning to think you have no idea as to the concept of what harmless actually means."

The Red Bishop was no slouch. He may not have had incredible strength, or to be able to shoot laser beams out of his eyes, but he was the Liam Neeson of Empath and Illusionists. He had a very particular set of skills, skills he had acquired over a very long career, if he did say so himself. He would not let her little stunt go unpunished. Especially not this weekend.

Gia: "I don't know what you're talking about Daniel. If I were late to this, then it was because of YOU and your travel buddies. You all were so obnoxious in the car that I just had to take a nap."

"And here I assumed you were simply tired of your own bullshit."

He flexed his power as a wave of intimidation washed over Gia, leaving her somewhat paralyzed as he spoke in a decidedly darker tone than before.

"Let me make something clear to you, Gia. You may be able to lie to these courts, but you cannot lie to ME...I can sense your fear, so thick I could feast on it. Your emotions, as up and down as they may be, are CRYSTAL CLEAR To me. So if I were you?"

His eyes seemed to twinkle with a curious energy as Gia began to feel not only intimidation, but panic, her fight or flight kicking into high gear. She wanted to run. She wanted to get away but she couldn't. If he wanted, he could press harder, until her panic caused her unable to breathe. Or maybe he could play on her wave of mania, and send her to the roof of Hellfire, just to watch her jump. Hell, he didn't need his powers to kill Gia Nefaria. He could strangle her right here, and craft an illusion so great it would let him walk out of the mansion alive. She had made a mistake with The Red Bishop, growing up the way he did, WEAKNESS was not allowed, and although her grabbing his arm and yanking him across the room, may not have been a big deal to HER, it was humiliating to HIM, and he did not take that LIGHTLY.

"I would smile and nod and tell me the truth for the rest of the weekend, because if not? I'll bring your whole little world crashing down around you, get your title stripped...and TAKE IT for myself."

His eyes flexed again with power as he almost lost control of his anger. But then he found it. Gia found her nervous system relaxing, her panic subsiding, still scared of the display of what she had just seen. His face reverted to it's angular and icy cold normal state for a few seconds, before cracking a smile as he slid out of the booth.

"Also..your dress is tacky."

Winking, he kissed a bemused Gia on the cheek and made his way through the main ballroom, his face a tiny shade of red, wondering if the others had seen Gia drag him.

"Such a delightful evening turned sour..."

Daniel grabbed a bottle of whiskey as he exited the party, returning to The Red Wing which seemed to be filled with screaming howler monkeys in heat. He shook his head. He never got laid at these parties. Despite it being 2018, The Hellfire Club sometimes liked to live in medieval times. He stripped his clothes off and laid on the plush red sheets of his bed, pulling out his crimson red iphone as he pressed the button for Grindr, hoping to maybe find out that The Red Knight was secretly a closeted homosexual with a propensity towards cheeky rich british boys. Alas, he was not.

 

[Steel]

Ava's Room

Steel had waited a very long time for Ava, and the idea of moving into her rooms, being her King...in some ways he had had a long time to think about it. But for Ava it seemed like she was making a lot of decisions very quickly. Though John knew, that's just how her mind worked. She planned. And she made up her mind fast. That was just who she was, and it was what made her so successful in business. She grabbed opportunities, didn't let them pass her by while she tried to make a decision.

So he knew, she had probably already decided how they would break the news that he was going to be King. And he needed to know - did he need to pretend what just happened didn't happen?

"Ideally I would like to make a formal announcement presenting you as our new King either at breakfast tomorrow, or even the Black Party tomorrow night...

A small smile played on his lips, because he knew her too well.

"But I don't want to pretend not to be with you tonight...."

She laid her head down on his chest, and he wrapped her up in his arms, hugging her tight.

"Baby, we are going to be together tonight, I promise you that."

He kissed the top of her head.

"And if we have to be professional for a couple of hours until then, so you can do your thing tomorrow? I can handle that."

He tilted his head down, placing a knuckle under her chin so she had to look at him.

"I would do anything for you."

He chuckled then, a low, gravelly rumble in his chest.

"But I don't suppose my first act as king could be to decree that we stay here in this bed for the rest of the night?"

 

[Avalanche]

Hellfire - Aquarius

Cassandra: "We shall see whether she's a friend or a foe, won't we?"

Archer was amused at her response. From what he had heard about Cassandra he was expecting a lot more of an emotional response. It was a canned answer, one he had heard many times, because these people believed themselves to be constantly in some kind of movie. But that was part of Hellfire that he enjoyed. Archer fancied himself a more handsome, richer and corrupt version of Bruce Wayne. He had come far from his days as a lost boy in Hackney. Perhaps that was the reason he had never settled down - because he was always looking for his Selina Kyle. That and he got bored quickly.

"I guess we shall, princess!"

He made a few digs at the Red Courts, expense to see the effects of Bretta's manipulation on Cass. He almost felt bad for her. Bretta was a younger, less aggressive version of Kelly. Bretta groomed people, her youth and vitality serving her very well at making people popular, bring them praise and appeal, while also appearing harmless, like the faerie that she was. Bretta had latched on right where Kelly had left off and it seemed Cassandra didn't even realize it.

Cassandra: "How sad for Alistair. I, on the other hand, am a great lover...I would certainly understand if she was taken with me...if I do say so myself..."

He rolled his eyes, though he was amused as he finished his drink, giving Cassandra a cheers with his glass before setting it down on the table.

"You're cheeky. I like that. You should be like this more often. People wouldn't think you were insane."

Leaning over, he used his power to give her an ICY cold kiss on the cheek, living marks of crystalization in the shape of his lips on her cheek as he gave her a nod with his imaginary hat.

"I'll be seeing more of you this weekend, Princess. Have a splended evenin'."

He stumbled drunk towards his room, but not before stopping at the parlor for a few more drinks and a game of darts with members of The Black Guard. There was hours of uproarious laughter as well as fighting, and it was in the wee hours of the morning that a side to Archer was rarely seen - the social strategist. Archer liked people like himself, so whenever he was at the NYC branch, he made sure to get along with the entire staff. He partied with the soldiers and made love to the maids. It created good feelings. These people could one day surprise him and become a part of The Inner Circle, where there would be an already established alliance. People did things for people they liked, and they would always remember the benevolent European Black King. A King of The Working Class. Once he was good and drunk, he melted into his bed in an ice cold room with the windows open. He slept deeply.

 

[Persephone]

Ava sighed out as she laid her head down on John's chest, not wanting to think about going back to the party and putting on the mask once again. Especially if she had to pretend that John was only her Rook and not her King. Not her lover. He wrapped his arms tightly around her making Ava smiled despite herself.

John: "Baby, we are going to be together tonight, I promise you that. And if we have to be professional for a couple of hours until then, so you can do your thing tomorrow? I can handle that."

Ava gently shook her head, stubbornly not wanting to pretend for even a couple hours. But the fact that he was willing to for her made the world of difference. The last thing she wanted John to think was that she wasn't proud to make him her King. She just wanted to announce it properly so there were no questions or doubts from anyone. She felt John's knuckle under her chin lifting it. Looking up at him she softly smiled.

John: "I would do anything for you."

"I know. And I love you for that."

He always put her first as his friend and Queen. She knew he wouldn't stop now, nor would she in return. Then John began to chuckle, his chest rumbling beneath her. Ava lifted her head to look at him, her smile growing.

"What?"

John: "But I don't suppose my first act as king could be to decree that we stay here in this bed for the rest of the night?"

Ava was beaming as she leaned down and kissed him.

"I say that's a perfectly acceptable first act."

She kissed him again.

"See...I knew you would be the perfect King."

Ava giggled deeply as she kissed him once again, but this time her mouth remained locked with his in a heated kiss; their bodies rolling on the bed, tangled intimately together as they made love the rest of the night.