A Weekend Affair # 2 - The Black Breakfast

[Seer]

<< The weekend was off to a smashing success. The White Party had opened the doors to sex, power and betrayal and members of The Inner Circle and their European counterparts took full advantage. As some found themselves in the throws of passion, ecstasy and revenge, others were under going deep personal transformation. But one thing was clear, there were many games of chess going on in Hellfire, and everybody was starting to play their pieces to varying degrees of success. As the night wore on the enigmatic lounge near the Aqua Ring began to clear out, leaving empty tables and chairs, and many empty glasses until the lights went out, and the guests of the manor moved their games into their perspective wings. >>


<< As the dust settled on the evening, the sun began to rise as The Inner Circle and their guests began to stir and go about their mornings. They were collecting for a formal breakfast in the Great Hall, but for now, the scandals of the night before became whispers throughout the mansion. The Gossip Mill was in full effect as the courts located each other to discuss the night before and plan for the rest of the day ahead. >>


<< As the sun bared down through the glass windows of the beautiful Hellfire Mansion, we watch! >>

 

[Hex]

Brienne pinned Alek's hands down above his head, grinding herself against him relentlessly. He hadn't disappointed after they left the fish bowl. He was huge, he knew how to use it, and had the stamina of a fucking horse. They had been fucking the majority of the night before passing out, and typically she would have kicked his ass out of her suite, the thought of snuggling with anyone post sex about as appealing as Sunday tea with her mother. But the thought of fucking him again to get her day started was FAR too tempting to pass up. If the White Party was any indication of how the rest of the weekend was going to be, Brienne needed a good dick to get her day started.

"Fuuuck."

She growled, finally letting go of his hands to let him do as he pleased. Her own hands grasped her breasts, squeezing them as she rode him. He would feel a current of pleasure pulse down his chest - everywhere her hands touched her body was a mirror image to what Alek would feel on his. There was a reason why Brienne was notorious for her sexual escapades because she could give people pleasure beyond their own physical limitations. She could literally make them feel everything she was feeling on top of their OWN pleasure, heightening it tenfold. OR...she could make them scream with pain. It was always a fun twist when she was feeling frisky.

"HARDER, Hallbojrn. You know you want me to come."

Her voice low and filled with authority. When she came, he in turn would feel his dick exploded as if he were coming without actually coming. It was like giving a man a double orgasm and a longer fuck for her at the same time. That was, if Brienne was feeling generous. If the man was mediocre she would get her jolly's off then kill the fucker under her. There was no room in the world for a man who didn't know how to please a woman. But the Red King of the American Branch certainly did live up to his reputation, and Brienne was enjoying her time with him very much. Lucky for him. Lucky for her.

 

[Steel]

Ava's Suite

They made love as much as two people can in a night, sleeping some in between. But despite the lack of a good night's sleep, they both awoke refreshed and recharged. Steel almost thought he was still sleeping, when he woke up with Ava curled against him. He watched her sleep until she finally stirred, and he leaned down to kiss her forehead. They talked and held each other a while longer, until they were forced by their duties to get out of bed. Ava wanted to announce his "promotion" at the breakfast the Black Court was hosting, so with a last kiss on her lips, John slipped inconspicuously out of her room and returned to his own to dress. Quick changing into a new black suit, he returned to Ava's room, and knocked on the door before entering.

"You ready babe?" he called into the bedroom. When he saw her, he gave not a care for her careful beauty preparations and leaned in to kiss her.

"So. I know you have this entire thing planned in your head already."

He grinned teasingly at her.

"Anything I need to know?"

 

[Persephone]

The rest of evening was spent making love all night long into the early morning hours. They managed to fall asleep for a few hours, and when Ava awoke in John's arms it was confirmation that this was indeed reality. But their relationship and Ava appointing John as king had yet to be formally announced, so they still had to keep everything under the radar for now. John slipped out of her suite unnoticed to get ready while Ava took a quick shower and disappeared into her closet to get dressed. Opting for a classic leather pencil skirt and shiny button down, Ava sat at her vanity finishing up her makeup when she heard a knock on her door.

John: "You ready babe?"

"Almost."

Applying some nude liquid lipstick, Ava looked up into the mirror seeing John walk into the bedroom behind her, causing her to smile. He came over and gave her a kiss, the lipstick transferring onto his lips before it was able to dry.

John: "So. I know you have this entire thing planned in your head already."

Ava used her thumb to wipe the lipstick off his lips as he spoke shop, making her grin.

John: "Anything I need to know?"

Putting her tube of lipstick on the vanity, Ava stood up taking John's hands within hers and shook her head while looking up at him.

"Nope. It'll be pretty straight forward. I'll welcome everyone to the breakfast and jump right into the announcement. I'm pretty certain everyone won't be too shocked by it."

It was no secret how close Ava and John were prior to solidifying their relationship last night. But now, it would be official, and a power play on the Black Court's part by announcing it while the European's were in town. Ava lifted onto her toes, wrapping her arms around John's neck before giving him a kiss.

"Get ready for the congratulations and toasts."

Her hands slid down his cheeks as she kissed him again, a soft noise coming from her that sounded like an 'oh' before breaking the kiss.

"I almost forgot."

She walked over to her dresser and picked up a small black velvet box before making her way back to John. Every king dating back to the 1600's wore a ring to symbolize their status and power as ruler. Ava opened the box for John to see, a beautiful ring displayed within it with their signature black diamond that represented their court. It was the perfect mixture of masculine and extravagant, truly a piece fit for a king.

"I had this made a while ago hoping one day I would be able to give it to you as my King...."

It wouldn't be lost to him that it was the male equivalent to her ring she always wore as Queen. Ava studied his expression hoping he wouldn't think it was too much.

"Do you like it?"

 

[Wallflower]

Hellfire - The Next Morning

She had an itch, and he did more than just scratch it. The Black Knight made her silent escape from The Red Knight's den in the wee hours of the morning after allowing herself a bit of a cat nap on his heaving hairy chest. And as she left Savage's room, she had a smile on her face, and the bruises on her ass cheeks let her know that she had indeed had a very good time with the wolf. Her shredded dress was another indicator.

But that was last night, and today was another day. Although Savage had been a fun romp in the hay, she was not looking for love, and she certainly wasn't looking to get involved in some kind of pathetic love triangle with AJ and Ashley. So she checked him off her bucket list and moved on. Instead of heading immediately to her room, she headed down to the fitness levels of the mansion, which was close to Red Wing (and where she had a change of clothes) and worked off a bit of extra energy that she might have used on AJ this morning if he had been anybody else. After a few hours of strenuous, non sexual exercise, Cobra showered and headed to her suite in the black wing.

Amanda was used to being an early riser, so she spent her next bit of time going over security feeds and reports from members of The Black Guard, looking for any intel she might need for the day ahead. Everything seemed to be in order, and there were no casualties. At least none that had been discovered. After a few minutes, she realized something. Ava had never texted her back last night, which could be a good thing, or a very bad thing.

She grabbed her phone from her desk and sent a text.

>> "You know I don't like to be ignored my Queen! Please tell me you were lost in the throws of passion and not in a ditch somewhere? I just showered, I'd rather not get dirty."

She slipped into something a bit more casual but breakfast and business appropriate, as she decided to head down towards The Great Hall to see who had alread arrived and who would turn up late, for reasons that would later become apparent.

 

[Pathfinder]

< Okay, so she had kind of lost track of time for a bit and ended up letting the hot guy fuck her all night with the gratefulness of an adopted puppy. Zachary Armani had certainly left an impression, and a mess all over her sheets, but she awoke invigorated, and as she sat in her private luxury suite at the mansion, sipping a glass of pink champagne, she leaned against the headboard as Zachary was underneath the silk white sheets of her bed, between her legs, spelling his full and proper greek name letter by letter with his tongue. >

"Ooh..yeah, that's a good boy..."

< At first she was mad at herself for not paying more attention to the party, but it soon became clear to her that everybody seemed to have the same idea that she and Zach had last night, considering the lack of audience for the show the two of them put on at Aquarius. She smirked. Looking around at her pristine white palace, she felt good. It felt right, and not just because there was a devestatingly sexy man giving her the best head of her life. >

"Aaahh..yeah, right there..do the Z again. The Z..."

< She closed her eyes in ecstacy as a server entered her room with a tray of refreshments such as fresh fruit and coffee. Opening her eyes, she made eye contact with the man, a regular staff member who was used to seeing Erika in any number of compromising situations over the years. He smiled and bowed before leaving, right at the moment where Erika reached her pinnacle. >

"Fuuuuuucccckkk...."

< Erika came hard, pulling Zach up from the sheets, kissing herself on his lips as she flipped him over on her back with a cat like smile. >

"If you could do that every hour on the hour for the rest of my life...that'd be perfect.."

< She grabbed him some plush napkins from her nightstand, allowing him to clean his face off, before slumping over and rolling along side him. He was so warm and inviting, but she also knew he was an empath, and The White Rook. Erika was ready to claim her power within The Hellfire Club. It was her birthright..but nobody ever took her seriously. >

"As much as i'd love to stay here all day..I did come to the mansion for a reason.."

< Erika stroked his chest softly with her hand, as the two of them stared at the ceiling for a moment. She caught a glimpse of his handsome face before his gaze met her. He was so strong, and cocky. And desired by all. He would be a good ally to have, and the fact that she found herself absolutely craving his flesh in shut a short amount of time didn't hurt. But could she trust him? Time to find out. >

< Silently, she ignited a spell into the air, her silver crackling energy signature flickering around Zachary's face for a moment as he looked at her. It was a truth spell. He would tell her the truth for the next several minutes. >

"Do you really like me, Zach? Or is this just business..?"

< Erika straddled him once again, her hands massaging his pecs. >

"And if you like me..is it for me? Or the power I might be able to grant you should things go well for me this weekend?"

< Her hips flexed against his groin. >

 

[Savage]

The Hellfire Club - - The Red Knight’s Den

He was up with the sun, as always.

Cobra had left in the middle of the night, not that he’d cared. She’d been good, but neither of them had been under the impression that their union had meaning. They’d had their fun, and he’d laid still after, letting her snooze. When she was gone, he was out the door for his usual full moon hunt.

A hot kill and a cold shower were just what he needed.

Now he was standing in the hall, dressed in his typical Saturday attire, watching over the carpenters as they replaced the double doors. He had the patience to avoid telling the two men how to do their job, though he could’ve done it more quickly by himself. He also could’ve left them alone to do it, and gone straight to the Black Court breakfast, but he remained, waiting for Her.

He would’ve gone without her, but there was his duty. He was the Red Knight, and there were visitors at Hellfire, possible enemies. He was supposed to be backup for his Queen at all scheduled events, and so he waited.

 

[Berserker]

Brienne's Guest Room

"Fuuuuuuck. Fuck fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccck."

She had his hands pinned, and she was riding his dick like it was in the fucking Kentucky Derby. It was like she was stroking the entirely of the inside of his skin with her pussy at once. And she growled almost as well as he did, and it turned him the fuck on. She finally let go of his hands and he immediately grasped her hips, holding them still so he could thrust his cock upwards into her. She was touching her breasts and it was like he was touching her breasts.

"Oh fuuuuck."

"HARDER, Hallbojrn. You know you want me to come."

He growled at her, pushing her roughly backwards onto the bed as he sat up. He grabbed her legs and pulled her forcefully against him while his hips continued to thrust hard into her.

"I'll make you come until you can't walk."

He could feel her orgasm rising in her, and not just as she constricted around his cock. This woman...this woman was amazing. He'd never felt so good, like his whole body was coming instead of just his dick.

 

[Masque]

Hellfire Club – Great Hall


For once, Gia was early. In fact, it looked as if she beat her entire Court to breakfast. Dressed in a white outfit, Gia sauntered casually over to the breakfast buffet and helped herself to some muffins, bacon, and a cheese scone. As she walked over to the table, she couldn’t help but notice Bear, Cass’ dog, following her. Gia wrinkled her nose in disgust. She hated dogs. They were ugly, smelly, slobbery, and they got their hair ALL over the place. As she sat down, Bear sat down too, begging for some bacon.

*angrily*: “GO AWAY.”

He didn’t. So, since Gia was still angry at Cass for her brush-off, she kicked the dog with her foot pushing him a few inches and, using kinetic manipulation, moved him straight into the wall grinning with satisfaction at the way he yelped. He’d be limping when he got up.

Serves him and his mistress right.

She continued to eat her meal, relishing in the abuse and pain she had inflicted on the damn animal.

 

[Orion]

The Hellfire Club - - The White Wing

He had been woken up by expert level oral ability, and so of course he'd been happy to reciprocate. Erika attempted to schedule herself for this particular activity hourly. Zach chuckled as he slid up towards the headboard, finding her eyes with his.

"I have a life model decoy I think you'll enjoy."

He replied, laying back as her head rested in the pocket of his shoulder.

Erika: As much as i'd love to stay here all day..I did come to the mansion for a reason..

"And what reason is that?"

He asked, but it seemed she had questions of her own.

Erika: Do you really like me, Zach? Or is this just business..?

"Come on, my love. You know I've always liked you."

He replied smoothly, brushing her hair back with his fingertips.

But there's always business to consider.

He felt compelled to add, but before he could say it she was asking him another question.

Erika: And if you like me..is it for me? Or the power I might be able to grant you should things go well for me this weekend?

"Where are these questions coming from, Princess?"

He asked curiously, looking up at her, his hands covering hers.

 

[Valkyrie]

The Red Queen's Suite

Ashley groaned. It was too early to be awake, but somehow she was. Her hair was a tangled mess and. annoyed, she pushed it out of her face. The red sheets on her bed were tangled around her body, and she kicked her legs to untangle them. She had not slept well. She had slept alone.

After an - admittedly, fabulous - time with Liam and Juliette, where all were immensely satisfied and used to their fullest capacity, the White King and Queen had returned to their rooms in the guest wing. Ashley had showered in Alek's bathroom, knowing that Savage would dislike the smell of vampire on her, and returned to her own rooms. She didn't bother to make Alek's bed.

She laid in bed, naked, but he never came.

So now she was just generally perturbed, especially because she had to go to the Black Court's breakfast. The only breakfast she wanted was half a cold pizza and a glass of whiskey. But unfortunately, she had to go and make nice. The only thing that was motivating her to get out of bed was the chance to see Alek's reaction to her little adventure in his room. She groggily got up and dressed in something short and red, brushed her hair out, and slipped on some sandals. She opened her door and stepped into the hall. And then her day brightened.

"AJ! What are you doing in the hall."

She smiled, genuinely pleased to see him, then crossed to where he stood, putting her hand on his arm and leaning in close to him. She looked up at him through her lashes, a sultry smile playing on her lips.

"Where were you last night? I ordered beer and pizza. With extra meat. I thought you were going to come by..."

Her smile widened.

"...to get dirty?"

 

[Hex]

The way he yelled for her, it was like a symphony to her ears. It was almost as satisfying as someone begging her for their life. She let go of his hands and he immediately grasped her hips thrusting upward into her making her grunt out a growl like scream. She told him to make her come because it would not only be good for her, but for him as well. Alek growled in returned causing Brienne to smile sadistically at the aggression in his eyes. Alek pushed her back, pinning her to the bed and making her laugh out with a devious delight.

Alek: "I'll make you come until you can't walk."

Brienne grabbed his face, her fingers splayed across both his cheeks as she leaned up and bit his bottom lip, tugging until it released from her teeth.

"Promise?"

She purred before claiming his mouth with a hot kiss. His hips were relentless against her, causing her to cry out at the onslaught. Fuck he was good, almost as good as she was. The pleasure began to rise in her body, her skin flushing pink, her sex clutching around him. She grabbed the base of his neck as an anchor, his thrusts pushing her backwards against the bed. As she reached her climax, she transferred everything she felt to Alek. Her cries intensified as she came while her body shuddered under his. Everything she felt he would feel. Every ounce of pleasure he was causing her would ripple through him like nothing he'd ever felt before. If he hadn't come already, he was about to from pure ecstasy alone.

"Does your Queen make you feel like this?"

Brienne goaded through heated pants, wrapping her legs around his hips as he continued to fuck her hard. Her lips went to his mouth, loud moans coming from her with each thrust he made.

"Does Haleigh?"

Brienne grinned sadistically before taking ownership of his mouth, the Red King her favorite party gift of the trip.

 

[Steel]

The Black Queen's Suite

It was so easy, being with her. It was like they had always been a couple, he mused, as she wiped the lipstick from his lips.

"I think this color suits me."

He grinned, and kissed the top of her head this time.

"You look beautiful, Ava."

He asked her if he needed to know anything about what was about to happen. She took his hands, and he never wanted to let go.

"Nope. It'll be pretty straight forward. I'll welcome everyone to the breakfast and jump right into the announcement. I'm pretty certain everyone won't be too shocked by it."

"Especially if the gossip mills have already picked up on where I slept last night..."

He smiled, though, as she stood on tiptoe to kiss him, her arms around his neck.

"Get ready for the congratulations and toasts."

He groaned.

"Will there really be toasts?"

This was attention he wasn't entirely comfortable with. He briefly considered trying to put that, "My first act as King" trick a second time. But she kissed him before he had a chance, and then within a few seconds was on to something else, her brain going a mile a minute.

"I almost forgot.

She brought a small box over to him and opened it. Inside was a ring, the most spectacular he'd ever seen. And it perfectly suited him, despite not being much of a jewelry type of guy.

"Ava."

His tone radiating surprise and gratitude.

"I had this made a while ago hoping one day I would be able to give it to you as my King...."

"You did?"

That surprised him even more. Had she really hidden her feelings so well, or had he just been blind? He smiled at her, and took her hand in his, holding it up, showcasing the matching ring that she wore there.

"Do you like it?"

"Babe, it's perfect. Absolutely perfect."

He took the ring out of the box and slipped it onto his finger. He looked at it a moment, then leaned in to gently kiss her lips again.

"Just like you."

He smiled, and offered her his arm.

"Shall we? My Queen."

 

[Pathfinder]

Zach: "Come on, my love. You know I've always liked you."

"Oh come on, look at him, he's telling the truth.

< A voice that sounded exactly like Erika, though somehow different filled her mind. >

Other Voice: "You're just drunk on his power. You can't trust him yet."

< A similar voice filled her mind, seeming to combat her previous thoughts. This was normal for someone like Erika who was openly a bit psychotic. But her spell would mean he couldn't lie. But he was still how managing to dodge around the spell, almost as if he knew how, which both made her breasts swell and scared her a bit. >

"And if you like me...is it for me? Or the power I might be able to grant you should things go well for me this weekend?"

Zach: "Where are these questions coming from, Princess?"

He grasped her hands and she swooned. His pulse made her rush.

"Don't do it, Erika. He's trouble."

"This is going above and beyond the call of duty. I think he's genuine."

"I think you should fuck him a few more times and then kill him."

"Just ASK him. He IS under a spell."

< Erika's eyebrow twitched slightly as she eyed the Empath. Before arriving at the mansion, she had in fact, recconnected with her mother, who seemed please with the bit of power she was able to grab for herself. In an afternoon of martinis at The Plaza and shopping on Park Avenue, they had figured out an in for Erika. She knew it would come at a hefty price, that her mother would be expecting things in return, but Erika had a knack for maneuvering around her mother, sometimes in very aggressive and horrifying ways. She blinked a few times, calming her mind..as one voice, her own, remained clear in her head. >

"Just do it. Trust him."

< She annulled the spell. >

"I will leave this weekend with the title of White Princess, Zach. I feel it in my bones. I've never been stronger. Or more determined. And when I become Princess, I will show all of these sons of bitches how FOOLISH they were for underestimating me..."

< Erika smirked and ran her fingers through Zach's hair and tugged on it a bit. She didn't know why, but she felt compelled to everytime she felt it. >

"I wanna turn this place on it's head. Shake things up. Sometimes just for FUN. I can't do this alone."

< She kissed his chest. >

"I need somebody who wants the same thing..somebody who craves power..."

< Her mouth went lower. >

"Sex..."

< She BIT at the top of his thigh. >

"Insanity..."

< Her wild eyes darted up at him. >

"I'm asking you these questions...because.."

< Erika's moved on top of him, their noses pressed together. >

"I want to make a sexy beautiful mess of this place and I need a man who knows how to turn that into POWER..."

< Her bottom lip met his top lip, their lips lingering at the outer edges of each other, each time missing in their attempt to lock together. >

"Do you want to be that man...?"

< She reached down, grabbing his manhood, which was already a sign of his ability, and massaging him gently. >

"Make madness with me, Zach..."

< She had annulled the spell when she looked into his eyes and realized she didn't care anymore if he was friend or foe. She was more than woman enough to sway him either way. She needed Zach, and so she would make sure to have him until he gave her reason not to. >

 

[Goliath]

Hellfire Mansion - Ben's Quarters

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

His mind wandered that night, all his dreams turning to nightmares. The revelation that he was the brother of Erika King had caused a shift in Ben, and that night, he re-lived every slight against him, every way in which he was mistreated, first by his father and then by the many incarnations of The Inner Circle over the years, when in reality his father had been one of the club's first Black Rooks. He was related to a member of one of the legacy families in the club. There had been far worse people treated far better than he had over the years, and when he awoke..he was done with it.

But his body, was not quite ready for that.

"Ahh..fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck..."

Ben grabbed his head which was pounding like a drum in his head. He was dehydrated and drained. In the moment, brief flashbacks of his night came back to him in small moments he had forgotten.

Ben: *slurring*: “You haf somefing on your fathe.”

“Yes, I know that I have something on my face. Thank you, Ben.”

Ben: *slurring*: “’elcome.”

:: They were now in his chambers and she helped him into his bedroom. She half-dragged him to his bed and set him down, where he promptly fell over. ::

“Okay, big guy.”

:: Cass took off his shoes, and his pants. She managed to take off his blazer before he protested, not as much with words as they were just sounds, as she tried to take his dress shirt off. ::

“Okay. Okay. I’ll back off.”

:: Then Ben grabbed her wrist. He was looking at her, his blue eyes sad. ::

Ben: “I miss my father.”

:: His father. She had forgotten. She smiled and ruffled his hair. She pressed her forehead against his. ::

*quietly*: “I know you do, my sweet boy.”

:: The affectionate endearment, my sweet boy, was one that Cass had used with Ben even before they were ever romantically involved – simply because he definitely was NOT a boy. It was used exclusively between the two of them. Ben didn’t let go of her wrist, only gripping it more. ::

Ben: *hopeful*: “Thtay?”

“Yes, I’ll stay. I’ll be on your little couch here in your room. Would that be okay?”

:: He mumbled something in the affirmative and then he closed his eyes. Cass wondered if he’ll remember this interaction. ::

"Cassandra..."

She had found him passed out in the lounge after Kelly King blew his fucking world apart. He blinked his eyes, trying to adjust to the light around him, to minimal effect. In the corner of the room, he made out his armchair by his sparse bookcase. Normally, it was full of clothes, but now, The Black Princess was asleep in his room. It had been a really sweet thing to do considering the way he often ended up treating her, although the way she acted often warranted. He had asked her to stay, which surprised him. But he had just found out something about himself that made him the happiest and most pissed off he had ever been. The rage of his past came burning through him again.

"Kelly King that fuckin' CUNT."

He shot up from bed, wearing a lot less clothes than he remembered going to sleep in as he clapped his hands together loudly, waking her up.

"Get up. CASSANDRA!"

She shot up to her feet, frightened at the tone of his voice.

"Get out of my goddamn ROOM and go make yourself presentable for breakfast!"

As he looked at her, his could not help his misguided anger. He used to think they were VERY different, until last night, when he realized he was just as pathetic as she was, and he was DONE being that person. Seeing Cassandra reminded him of that, so he unloaded.

"And do me a favor, will ya?! Leave me alone. LEAVE. ME. THE. FUCK. ALONE..Do you understand me? Are you stupid or something?! I don't LOVE you Cassandra. I'm not some bloody doppleganger. The guy you love doesn't exist in some fucking FAIRY land you made up in your head because you HATE YOUR LIFE. And I'm done being a part of it. REALLY, truly, madly, DEEPLY done with it. So stop with the texts, the stolen glances, the fuckin doe eyes all the time, and MOVE ON. Stop BITCHING about what Kelly did to you, because look around, SHE'S not here anymore! GOD! Just..."

His mucles on his thick neck convulsed as he looked at Cassandra with pure rage and hatred. It was not FOR her necessarily, It was for every little thing he kept his mouth shut about over the last twenty something years, coming out of his mouth in the only way he could process it. Cass IMMEDIATELY bolted from the room as he was left there, his chest heaving up and down.

"Shit. Fuck shit."

Cassandra did not deserve that. In the slightest. Well, maybe a little, but not like that. He was beginning to panic a little. There was no way that he could keep this information to himself. He had promised he would not tell Erika, but he felt as if he had no other choice, but to tell his Queen. He angrily stormed through the black corridor and found himself banging on Ava Cassadine's door with a thunderous echo.

 

[Berserker]

Brienne's Room

She used her teeth when she kissed him, and he wanted her to do it again. Not even Haleigh liked it as rough as this woman did. And the way she felt...fucking hell, it was like she was pouring orgasm directly into his spine. He fucked her as hard as he could, not holding back, not feeling he had to hold back, even a little bit. She was clutching on to the back of his neck, and that was the only thing keeping her against him. His cries of pleasure matched hers, and then her orgasm flooded over him. His entire body felt like it was coming with her.

"Holy, fuck..."

He was still reeling from it, still feeling it ripple through him.

"What the hell was that...shit, Bree...you're fucking incredible..."

He was breathing hard from exertion, his body glistening with sweat. He pressed his mouth roughly against hers., still thrusting deep into her, fast and to the hilt.

"Does your Queen make you feel like this?"

"Fuck no."

A little scoffing laugh escaped his lips. Not even close. She wrapped her legs around him and he thought he might die. Or come. Or come and then die. She was moaning, and then he was moaning too.

"Does Haleigh?"

"Fuck...no one's as good as you, baby."

Their mouths pressed against each other hungrily, their bodies banging against each other. There was nothing soft or sensual about what they were doing, this was unbridled, passionate, fiery, fucking.

"Come again...I want to feel you come again...fuck..."

 

[Persephone]

Smiling at John's joke about the lipstick suiting him, Ava finished wiping the last bit off as he kissed the top of her head.

John: "You look beautiful, Ava."

"Thank you. You look very handsome as well."

It wasn't lost to her that he was wearing a suit. She knew he was a jeans and t-shirt kind of guy, but damn did he fill out a suit well. Taking his hands, they began to discuss the breakfast and how exactly everything was going to go down with the announcement. It was pretty straight forward, but odds are people wouldn't be too surprised by it.

John: "Especially if the gossip mills have already picked up on where I slept last night..."

"Or what they heard you doing to me..."

She grinned mischeviously remembering every part of her body on overdrive from his mouth, hands, and cock. To say he was a phenomenal lover was the understatement of the century. Honestly, Ava wanted to kick herself for waiting so damn long to let herself be with him. Raising onto her toes, she gave him a kiss telling him to be prepared for all the congratulatory toasts coming his way. He groaned against her lips while she grinned.

John: "Will there really be toasts?"

Teasingly.

"Uh huh."

Deepening the kiss just enough to get his mind off the toasts, it then dawned on her she forgot one very important detail. Grabbing the ring box from her dresser, she brought it over to John and opened it for him with a warm smile.

John: "Ava."

"I had this made a while ago hoping one day I would be able to give it to you as my King...."

John: "You did?"

She nodded, the ring a masculine match to her own ring. Ava knew he wasn't a much of a jewelry wearing type of man, but she hoped he would like it. And if he didn't want to wear it, that was perfectly fine too. As long as he knew she had been thinking about this for quite some time and that he deserved this accolade above anyone else. It was the perfect symbol of their union as King and Queen. John reached for her free hand holding it up to display her ring, the black diamon glimmering in the sunlight. She smiled widely loving that he realized the ring was one half of a pair.

John: "Babe, it's perfect. Absolutely perfect."

He took it out of the box and slipped it on.

John: "Just like you."

"Ehhh...I don't know about that..."

She teased with a grin, happily accepting his kiss.

"I'm so glad you like it..."

She softly murmured against his lips. John then offered his arm to her.

John: "Shall we? My Queen."

She was prepared to take it when she heard her phone vibrating across the room on her nightstand. She was pretty diligent about keeping her phone with her at all times in case of Inner Circle emergencies or Cassadine Enterprise business, but she had been so swept up in John she hadn't even looked at her phone since leaving the party last night.

"Shit....hold that thought."

Rounding her California King bed, Ava grabbed her phone to see three missed calls regarding CE, and two missed texts from Amanda - a pretty slow night luckily. She opened the first one which was sent the night before regarding her leaving the party. Then she opened the one that was just sent.

>>"You know I don't like to be ignored my Queen! Please tell me you were lost in the throws of passion and not in a ditch somewhere? I just showered, I'd rather not get dirty."

"It's Amanda, she's wondering where i've been. I completely ditched the party without a word to anyone...."

Ava sighed, remembering the reasons at the time and who she left with. She began to text Amanda.

>>"Sorry for the delayed response. No shovels necessary....was dealing with some business. Will explain more at breakfast."

Sending the text, Ava looked over at John. She realized after everything was said and done, she didn't apologize to him about the Maxim situation. Considering it was their breakfast they were hosting, Ava figured they could be a few minutes late. Taking a seat at the edge of the bed, she put her phone back down on the nightstand.

"He didn't hurt me."

She remembered the look on John's face when he saw Maxim's fly down.

"I want you to know that."

She let out a heavy sigh, her fingers gently rotating her black diamond ring on her finger.

"I was angry at you and I let it cloud my judgement as Queen. You were right...having a flatscan here looked bad on our court, even if he did work for Hellfire. [softly scoffing] I just didn't care. [looking over at him again] I'm sorry, John..."

BANG BANG BANG!

Ava jumped a bit at the thunderous banging coming from her chamber room door. Her brows furrowed as she stood from her bed and looked over at John perturbed. Who the FUCK was knocking at her door that aggressively?! And WHY weren't they stopping? With each loud bang Ava's anger began to rise, exiting her room and crossing the living room until she reached her chamber room doors. She swung the door open to see Ben.

"BEN? What the HELL are you doing knocking on my door like that!?"

He looked like he had been hit by a mack truck and he smelled of booze. If any of the European's saw him like this it would reflect badly on their court so Ava grabbed his bicep and pulled him into her room, shutting the door. They were supposed to be at a Black Court hosted breakfast in ten minutes and Ben looked like he was some hobo on the streets of New York.

"Jesus Christ....What's going on? Are you alright?"

Ava looked up to see John standing nearby, not worried in the slightest if Ben noticed he was in her room. It wasn't uncommon, especially when Ava needed to be escorted to an event.

 

[Goliath]

Ava: "BEN? What the HELL are you doing knocking on my door like that?"

She grabbed him by the bicep and pulled him into her room, shutting the door. Ben was still seething with anger, but he calmed himself down upon entering the Queen's quarters. But he anxious and he nearly blurted the news out immediately, until he realized John standing in the room behind her.

Ava: "Jesus Christ...What's going on? Are you alright?"

"Oh I'm FAR from alright."

He hesitated for a moment.

"John. I need a minute. A big minute."

Ben waited until the two of them were alone. The vibe in the room was decidedly different. There was a lack of tension between John and Ava but honestly, he could have cared less in this moment. He had his own shit going on. And he had spent ENOUGH time worrying that his shit wasn't important enough to be addressed.

"Kelly King is a miserable FUCKING bitch..and I'll kill her if it's the last thing I ever do."

His muscles pulsated as he spoke.

"Sorry. I..it's just--I just got told some heavy..deep seeded shit, and I..I don't even know where to begin."

He seemed lost in thought for a moment.

"Erika is my sister."

He nearly laughed to stop himself from crying.

"Finn is Erika's father."

Ben shook his head and groined becoming decidedly more distraught as he spoke.

"I wasn't supposed to tell anybody, until Kelly could tell Erika this weekend..but..I couldn't betray you like that..."

"GRRRR!!"

He grimaced.

"Ugh! Fuck!"

Ben paused for a moment.

"I know this sounds insane. But she wasn't lying..I know her..better than most. She was telling me the truth, and as much as I want to wallow in self pity and drink myself to goddamn death, I can't. She's plotting something. She wants me to protect Erika. She's making moves..and WHO does she fuck with when she makes moves, My Queen?"

[flatly]

"The Black Court. She's up to NO good and we can't let her get into the heads of EHC.."

[shyly]

"Also..I all but erupted on The Black Princess a few minutes ago, so..expect that shit to blow up before the night is over."


"I'm sorry to have failed you..and I'm sorry to have barged in..but..I mean..Ava..really.

[sadly]

"How could she have done this to me?"

 

[Persephone]

Ben was like a whirlwind of emotions and she didn't need to be an empath to see that. She brought him into her room, closing the door so they could have privacy.

Ben: "Oh I'm FAR from alright."

Ava lifted her brows a bit surprised by his tone. Something was obviously very wrong and she couldn't determine if it was personal or Black Court business. But when Ben asked John to give them a minute, Ava knew it was definitely personal. Looking to John, she gave him a nod of reassurance before he disappeared back into their bedroom leaving Ben and Ava alone.

"Alright, what happened?"

And then he completely exploded with rage.

Ben: "Kelly King is a miserable FUCKING bitch..and I'll kill her if it's the last thing I ever do."

Of course this was all because of Kelly King, that woman like a fucking plague on the Black Court. Ever since she was run out it's been her soul mission to sabotage Ava and fuck with anyone within the Black Court. Ava sighed out, pinching the bridge of her nose knowing she had to ask what Kelly did, but really really not wanting to deal with the bullshit the bitch was spreading.

"Fuck...what did she do this time?"

Ben: "Sorry. I..it's just--I just got told some heavy..deep seeded shit, and I..I don't even know where to begin."

Now Ava was concerned. This wasn't some random act of sabotage, this was definitely personal - Ava could see it in Ben's eyes as he searched for what to say.

"It's alright, Ben....whatever it is we'll deal with it."

Unlike Kelly, Diana and Helena, Ava CARED about her court outside of Cassandra who was shoved down her throat as another tactic from Kelly to fuck with her. Amanda and Ben had been loyal to her since day one, and if Kelly was doing something to hurt him all bets were off.

Ben: "Erika is my sister. Finn is Erika's father."


Ava's eyes went wide with surprise. Oh shit....Now THAT was definitely not what she was expecting to hear. But Kelly wouldn't tell Ben this information out of the kindness of her heart, she was up to something. She dropped this bomb for a reason, and not just to hurt Ben. Hell, it could have all been a LIE just to stir the pot.

Ben: "I wasn't supposed to tell anybody, until Kelly could tell Erika this weekend..but..I couldn't betray you like that...GRRRR!! Ugh! Fuck!"

"Ben...BEN, calm down...it's okay. You did the right thing coming and telling me this....Are you sure she's telling you the truth and this isn't just another Kelly King game?

Ben: "I know this sounds insane. But she wasn't lying..I know her..better than most. She was telling me the truth, and as much as I want to wallow in self pity and drink myself to goddamn death, I can't. She's plotting something. She wants me to protect Erika. She's making moves..and WHO does she fuck with when she makes moves, My Queen?"

Ava sighed as she said "The Black Court" in unison with Ben.

Ben: "She's up to NO good and we can't let her get into the heads of EHC.."

Fuuuuck. This was a giant fucking mess. Not only was Erika King Ben's sister, but Erika didn't even KNOW and Kelly was going to tell her this weekend. How fucking convenient. Erika was crazy on a good day, so Kelly dropping this bomb was going to make the bitch nuclear. They needed to tell Cameron...he was the only one that could really control his sister, and what effect Erika effected Cameron and the White Court. It was literally a domino effect between both courts.

"I know, and we won't. We're one step ahead of her at least with you informing me of this. But....Cameron should know. He knows how to reign in Erika. And when Kelly tells her the truth, we're going to need all the fucking help we can get."

She knew Ben would protest since Kelly told him not to tell anyone and he was there telling Ava.

"Cameron is going to read our minds and know sooner rather than later. We need to be up front with him so he and the White Court just as prepared as we are."

Ava sighed heavily, her head starting to pound.

"We can do it after breakfast."

Ben looked a bit reserved as he hesitated to speak, making Ava groan.

"There's more?"

Ben: "Also..I all but erupted on The Black Princess a few minutes ago, so..expect that shit to blow up before the night is over."

Ava shook her head, the last thing she cared about was Cass and her psychotic breakdowns.

"I don't care about her. If she has a melt down in front of everyone i'll execute her where she stands."

She was done playing games with that girl or worrying about her tainting the Black Court image.

Ben: "I'm sorry to have failed you..and I'm sorry to have barged in..but..I mean..Ava..really. How could she have done this to me?"

Ava's face softened as she took a step forward and placed her hand on Ben's cheek.

"You didn't fail me. You came to me and told me about Kelly's plans. That is far from failing, Ben....As for why? It's Kelly fucking King. Her past time is turning people's lives upside down. I'm sorry you had to find out about Erika this way, but you can't let it consume you. That's what Kelly WANTS. You are stronger than this, Ben. You are GOLIATH - my Bishop. I didn't bring you onto my court because you're mediocre. You are deadly and resourceful. You are smart and cunning."

Ava took Ben by the shoulders, her midnight eyes unwavering from his.

"Take some time to absorb this, I understand it's life changing for you. But then I need you to put your feelings aside so we can take Kelly King DOWN. And when that moment comes? YOU will get the privilege of RIPPING her FUCKING head off. I promise you that."

 

[Hex]

Brienne began to come hard, sharing the feeling with Alek and making it food his body like a dam breaking over him. Her body trembled along with his, their cries in unison as they both rode the wave.

Alek: "Holy, fuck...What the hell was that...shit, Bree...you're fucking incredible..."

"That's what happens when I like you."

She grinned, her hands slipping along the skin of his slick back, nails clawing into his flesh. His mouth was on hers hard and hot, their tongues fucking each other as roughly as he was fucking her. Brienne broke the kiss, her breath hot against his lips. She wanted to hear him say his own Queen didn't rival to her. She wanted to hear him say that the woman he was infatuated with [Haleigh] didn't rival to her. And he did, making Brienne grin salaciously with approval before taking his mouth again with her own. She may have thought he was a bumbling fool the night before but even Brienne could be wrong occasionally. He was a fucking master in bed, strong, huge - a really fucking man. Not like the little pussies in London who were more concerned with wrinkling their suites than fucking her in the corridor. Brienne moaned loudly between their kiss, letting her head fall back as Alek continued to pound into her.

Alek: "Come again...I want to feel you come again...fuck..."

"You like that huh?"

She grunted out. Her powers were like a drug. They made you feel like a God before killing you. Brienne brought her knee up, her other leg still hooked around his hip. The angle change alone made her cry out and grip onto Alek tighter, the pressure within her building once again. He would feel it too as he pushed her further and further toward the edge with each powerful thrust.

"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! FUUUCK!"

Her cries a crescendo to what he was doing to her. Then finally Brienne's body ceased and she began to come hard, Alek feeling everything once again and finally pushing him to his completion. Panting out heavily, Brienne clutched onto Alek, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she pulsed with aftershocks. She too was covered in a sheen of sweat, mixed with the sweat that was dripping off Alek's body onto hers.

"Now that's how you start a fucking morning."