Los Angeles: Blood Moon - ❌💀🟪ch10-big-easy-to-la

Chapter 10 Location: Sabbat Communal heaven Players: Kris, Stefan, Jean-Marc @!Yr Hyennaes (Tash/Kris/Agnes)@Shadsea@DokVers [Jean-Marc Berger] ST: @!Yr Hyennaes (Tash/Kris/Agnes) Previous scenes: #❌💀🟪fb2001-their-reasons (edited)

Purple Ford Thunderbird with its roof downs was quickly approaching the designated address. Prince's Sexy M.F. was playing on radio as Jean-Marc was singing along and moving his shoulders to the beat of the music. He suddenly stopped as he missed the house in which he has been awaited. Jean-Marc lowered his glasses with red lenses and switched to reverse, returning to the Sabbat Communal heaven. He left the car and started moving closer to the house dancing to the beat that was still playing in his head. — Oi! Fuckers, where is the red carpet for the one the only Jean-Marc Berger! — he started banging on the door with. His loud voice was spreading around the neighbourhood. Waiting for someone to come for him he took out the golden coin from the pocket of his deep red robe and started rolling it in his hands. — No respect for the future star... — mumbled Jean-Marc.

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Hearing Jean roll up a man inside would grab a red colored towel from inside and walked to the door. Opening the front door Jean was greeted to a tall dark haired man dressed in a leather jacket and glasses. In the mans hand was a red towel clearly soaked with vitae as he tossed it at the Malkavian "There you are, from one aging star to another one... Come on in and welcome." He'd welcome Jean inside.

— Oh finally, some manners in this awful place... — Jean-Marc stopped rolling the coin and grabbed it. - Well hello there, Mr. Big Black... — Jean-Marc stopped and carefully dragged his look across Stefan's body, - Jacket. As Berger was stepping inside, he poked Gangrel's chest with two index fingers trying to hit the nipples. — He is either a very ugly lady, or a very handsome man. — So, where's da boss, or how you grunts call him? — Jean-Marc smilled and licked right corner of his lips. (edited)

Kristina was inside dressed in fetish type as usual - extremely tight leather corset held her breast nicely tempting, leather pants and high heels, choker and wide bracelets screamed about the special girl's tastes in life. - So you are the reinforcement to reinforcement, - she chuckled quietly, pulling the sounds.

Letting the Malkavian in, the big guy gave a smile as he playfully retorted "One of those is true, But I'm not a woman so that nullifies one of the options" looking around and offering him a seat the man shrugged "We have no Ductis its just Priest Stefan Black and Kristina Morgan." when he mentioned the Priest he pointed to himself.

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— Sweet Mother Mary's tits, — Jean-Marc lowered his glasses. — If I knew that something this delicious will be waiting me here, I would came here sooner. Jean-Marc spun 360 and dropped his bathrobe leaving him in too tight jeans and black silk shirt. He took the pose of a crane, like in famous kung fu movies. — I'm Jean-Marc Berger, but you can call me anytime. (edited)

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- Yeah... - she took a sceptical look dropping just random world together, - come... Any time. Understandable. She chuckled ironically. - What are you? A magician of some sort?

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Sounded pretty arrogantly.

— Oh, baby, I'm something more. I'm the great grand magician of the chamber of grand magicians, — he dropped a firecracker on the ground, that made a loud pop. — Shit, — Jean-Marc looked around disappointed — I forgot smoke bombs in another bathrobe. — Anyway, — he smiled once again. — I came here to kick cami's ass and make a good impression. Judging by your enthusiastic look I fulfilled the second part and ready to get to "the real" work.

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"Oh I didn't know an equally as delicious piece of meat would come here too~" the perverse Gangrel put his arms around Jean as he introduced himself. "I'm Stefan Black, former B-Movie Actor and member of the City Gangrels." Watching as the two talked Stefan gave a smirk. "Mhm but first we need to talk and plan."

Kristina rolled her eyes. "Damn clouns", - she thought and took her way to the sofa.

— You look good as well Mr. Black Jacket, — Jean-Marc turned to Stefan without breaking his mighty hug. — Tell me handsome, how you've been holding up to this point without me by your side? Jean-Marc with all his strength slapped Stefan's ass. — Nice, — Jean-Marc whispered as the slapping sound was spreading in the room. He licked right corner of his lip.

"I've been fairing fine enough. Just been waiting to build a pack and surviving. How about you~" as his ass was slapped Stefan gave a soft gasp as he leaned into Jean.

— Oh you know, occasional show here, casual show there, nothing special, - he started leaning towards Stefan. — But, among all crowds that i had this past years, the best is definitely here. And very hospitable, as I see. Jean-Marc paused. — "Ass i see", — he chuckled holding not to break into a laughter.

Kristina was looking at all this with the face like she just have eaten a bloody lemon. - When you need me - let me know. A few more minutes of you squeezing shit of each other and I'll puke. Of course she was not serious but just it was too sweet about what she saw.

— Don’t be a buzzkill, beautiful, — Jean-Marc gently touched Stefan’s neck with his lips, — you are free to join to squeeze shit from me.

- If I squeeze shit out of you - you'll probably scream like a pig, - she chuckled just with her nose.

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"You can squeeze the shit out of me, Kristina. Or squeeze the both of us~"

— You sure would like to do that, don't you, beautiful? Does animal screaming turn you on? — Jean-Marc liked his lips. — Then spit on me and call me pony, because I'm happy to participate, beautiful.

She showed two middle fingers and bumped graciously on the arm rest of the couch. - Fuck you both.

— You promise? You will fuck us both? — Jean-Marc smiled letting his fangs out.

- Are you a damned Catharist too?! Why are you so turned on this fucking shit?! - She rolled her eyes again.

((I need to start drawing Comix lol))

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— Guilty as charged, beautiful. — Jean-Marc looked at Kristina and licked his lips. — You still need a little bit of convincing, don't you.

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((will it be ok to use Dementation on Kristina?))

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As he said that he tried to flick the switch somewhere in Kristina's mind, just to make her feel more driven to this nasty carnal pleasures that Jean-Marc and Stefan was so fond of. Something clicked as Jean-Marc chuckled. — So, will you be a good girl and keep up to your promise?

"I'd fuck you and this cutie too, Kristina~" He gave a cackle as he returned the gropes to Jean. Then slowly removed Jean's shirt as he asked. "Oh? Are we gonna have a good ol fashion gangbang?"

Kristina gulped nervously and hissed through her teeth: - That's not what I meant, - obviously she started enjoying the scene but would never admit that.

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"Stop lying, Kristina. I know you want to watch two boys squeeze each other for your entertainment~" he gave a wink to her before he began removing his own shirt.

She pursed her lips but in her light smirk and typical Grimace of disgust there was shown some kind of amusement. "Are you fucking serious", - she thought.

— You know what, — Jean-Marc ripped his close, that was holding together with Velcro, off, leaving him complete naked. — Maybe, you're just afraid that you won be able to handle us both.

- Definitely. I just won't, - no matter she wanted that badly she felt a pleasure of suffering this way.

Stefan stripped down with Jean. His clothes weren't tearable but he was able to slip it off before laying on the couch. The body of Stefan was toned and tight. Very dexterous as if it was built for Cardio. Stretching like a cat he smiled to Jean "She's just scared that she'll lose me~"

— Oh, beautiful, you just need to ask, — Jean-Marc steeped up to Kristina as his big hard cock started dangling from one side to another. — Join us, beautiful, — he reached out to her with his hand. — Sharing is caring. He smiled and flickered his eyes with a golden colour.

Kristina showed the malkavian the "get the fuck out" finger. She even tried to make it with a protean claw but her feelings were so messed at the moment she felt vitae pored a little from the nail base of hers. That was... Unexpected fail.

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— Shame, beautiful, — Jean-Marc turned around and walk towards Stefan, as glitter on his toned asschecks started sparkling. — Ok, Mr. Big and Hard, where were we? — he eyed gangrel's body, getting more and more aroused.

Swaying his ass while laying on the bed, Stefan gave a giggle as he asked. "Why are you being so rude Kristina?"

- Rude?! This is not rude, believe me, - she was literally eating both of them with her gaze.

— She just need a little convincing, that's all, - Jean-Marc smiled. — Don't you think?

"Kristine fluttered from her place like a giant black bird. - Oh no-no-no-no you will not drag me into that bloody-fucking-mess of yours! - She looked damn serious, but just the Priest knew for sure how much she was always looking to get some spicy rough emotions."

"Yeah! I know how much of a degenerate you are Kristy. No prude goes around wearing fetish gear like that~" he blew her a kiss before taking Jean into his arms.

— Oh… — the only thing that Jean-Marc managed to say, before finding himself in a strong grasp of a gangrel. He licked Stefan’s neck and smiled. — You taste like death and great fuck, — he chuckled as his hands were caressing the mighty body of a fellow cainite. — Let’s show this girl how it’s done. He winked at Stefan and kissed him gently moving his arms down to Stafan’s crotch.

Kissing the Malkavian deeply, the Gangrels hands would move to caress and massage the Malkavians body. "Enforce your dominance, Ductis. Fuck me and make me your bitch infront of the other pack member~" Stefan's hands would move down and playfully grabbed Jean's ass.

Jean-Marc made a playful hiss that sounded like . — So, you wanna be little our little bitch, pup, — Jean-Marc grabbed Stefan by his neck and turned Gangrel’s head to Kristina. — See? He is begging to be dominated. Jean-Marc grabbed Stefan’s balls and started massaging, pulling and squeezing them.

- Well I am not Stefan, I guess that's the issue, - Or he is not me. Whatever. She did enjoy the view. From aside. They're was no way except of taking that bitch to an orgy by rough force. Otherwise she'll keep their collective suffering by not joining.

Relaxing as his balls were massaged and played with Stefan ignored Kristina. Moaning lovingly as he relaxed for Jean. Letting the malkavian play with his masked body.

—Jusssst… like… that, you dirty pup,— said Jean-Marc in a hissing manner. Releasing the balls Jean-Marc grabbed Stefan’s hairs and pulled him closer. — Now go down on all four, like a little dirty pup, you are, — Jean-Marc chuckled and punctured Gangrels shoulder, letting vitae flow down.

Moving down to his knees as he went into a doggy style Stefan continued to relax. Once his shoulder was punctured he gave a moan as the pleasure of The Kiss got to him.

Kristina was still there noticing. She took her knife and with the light 'ding' sounds started to clean her nails, still her look was all on the scene happening.

— What a well trained dirty little pup, you, — Jean-Marc got behind the Stefan and grabbed him by the hair once again. — I think I know who deserves the praise for your obedience. Malkavian spat on Stefan’s ass several time, and gently rubbed in the saliva into the area between Gangrele’s fit buttocks. — Good boy, — said Jean-Marc and slapped Steafan’s ass as hard as he could and penetrated Gangrel. He started moveing slowly and made a hiss every time they bodies collided. — Look at us, beautiful, — Said Jean-Marc turning his head to Kristina. — You still can join the fun. He winked at her and started increasing the pace, occasionally adding more saliva on Stefan’s asshole.

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Stefan moaned like the man whore he was when Jean mounted him. Bouncing on his cock Stefan gave Kristina quite the show as his cute tight hole was ravaged by the Malkavian. Leaning into Jean, Stefan quietly whispered "put me in pain so that Kristina is forced to join in~'

Jean-Marc started moving slower. — You want to feel pain? — his eyes started flickering. Trying to find the right switch, Malkavian started inspecting Stefan's mind, nodding, like he was asking for directions. — That's it, — whispered Berger and started slowly increasing the feel of pleasure and pain for Gangrel. Jean-Marc pulled his dick out and spat once more. He lightly touched Stefan's asshole with his index finger, trying out how he managed to change the reaction.

That jesture definitely count Kristina's interest like she could smell the pain. Bit it was not yet enough for this cat to come closer to a feeder.

Getting what he deserved from the Malkavian, Stefan jittered and almost convulsed in the Malkavian's hands as he was filled with pleasure and pain. It was all he wanted and he was absolutely melting in Jean's hands as his tight hole was stretched by the Malkavian's manhood. It was all too much for Stefan as his mind broke and he began to tense up faster and faster, reaching his boiling point as the room was filled with his moans and screams.

At first it was only one finger, then two and quickly the whole fist was stretching Stefan’s ass and colon. Jean-Marc laughed like a maniac and made hissing sounds. His hand was moving forward and backwards gradually increasing the depth. Jean-Marc slapped Stefan. Then again and again, maintains the speed of the fisting.

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Well that was the point where Kristina could not stay calm. Hey Beast was way into getting this screams even louder. The sound of her heels rhitmically closed by until she stopped right in front of Stefan's face. And then the priest belt his cheek burning from a loud clap. Kristina slapped his nice face pretty strong. - Shut up, slut...

The pleasure was all consuming for Stefan. His mind was melting as both the fisting and dementation work was making him lose focus and control. Infact he lost so much focus that his mask dropped. Instead of Jean toying with tall dark and handsome he watched as the work of obfuscate cleared and revealed a long blonde haired pretty boy who looked exactly like the actor that was on the b-movie posters on the walls. Continuing to moan Stefan would register the slap and responded with a louder moan as his body went over the edge. Finally he climaxed as his cute cock released its Vitae on the floor. (used the wrong bot, had to correct it)

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— That’s right, love, — Jean-Marc smiled and pulled out his hand. — You enjoyed the show, beautiful? Wanna take the lead this time? He will be very sensitive for several days.

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In a very fast move Kristina pinched the throat of Stefan with her heel, revealing the nice underwear. She took his face in her fingers and looked the priest in the eyes. She literally was fighting with herself not to bite his face off. - Will be be able to fight?

As Morgan looked Stefan in the eyes she can tell that the poor poor Gangrel was lost in his pleasure and pain. His eyes looked dead and too poor guy was still moaning and twitching.

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- Bravo... Now he looks like a pinched caterpillar. I really like the view though...

—Eventually, love, eventually, — Jean-Marc licked right corner of his lip, checking out Kristina’s underwear. —When we finish he will be like new. Hell I even pull the very special trick and make him feel nothing if you wish. Jean-Marc gathered ejaculated vitae on the finger and sucked it hissing for a moment. — What do you say, beautiful, let him watch while you tear me apart? — Malakvian’s eyes flickered in gold for a moment, while he imagined what Kristina could do to him.

- We need more blood for these games, - she told with rolling her eyes and letting Stefan go.

— You are no fun, beautiful, — Jean-Marc put on his bathrobe, covering his body. — But you wait, we will surely break you and show how good it can be. He blowed Kristina a kiss and smiled. Once again Malkavian switched something in Stefan’s mind letting the sensation go.

- You can try to punish me for that and we'll see how you go, - she was openly laughing at him. Just because she could.

Once the pleasure was over, Stefan coughed a little as the life returned to his eyes. Messily getting up like a newborn horse, the naked and still beautiful Gangrel asked. "What year is it? How long have I been out?" Due to who was closer to him Stefan tried to hold onto Kristina.

She slapped his other cheek. - Now remember?

Stefan giggled before popping his claws. Slapping and grabbing Kristina's ass in retaliation he'd reply "Ohhh I remember~" with the clawed slap he sunk his claw in and ripped a bit of her clothes.

@DokVers [Jean-Marc Berger] @Shadsea dorecap anybody lol

I will. A bit later

Thx

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