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It wasn't as if Nora was going to be in town for too terribly long this time, and the more she thought about it the more she realized that involving another in her and Jack's playtime was courting danger; her Andrei was a sweet boy, make no mistake, but he was a baby and he was new to this lifestyle and what's more there was always the slight possibility that something might go wrong.  While her bodyguards were disposable, her carefully-picked seconds were not, and he was in the latter category.

But she was Nora Gainesborough, and she didn't get nervous, not really, so after making the appropriate arrangements, she had Jack summoned to her place.  Until all was well and settled, it'd just be the two of them, and it was in that spirit that she moved to the door, swinging it open before Jack had even finished knocking.

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Andrei was still new to this, but he knew enough about what worked on Nora to know that that would be a good choice, so he moved to nip at Nora's thighs, murmuring affectionate names in Russian.

And Nora could sense that this had been drawn out enough, so she resolved to stop holding herself back on purpose, which wasn't difficult at all with Andrei's nails and teeth digging into her skin. "Jack, you're wicked," she called out lightly.

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"And you love it!" he called back, pitched for her, treating her to a truly sinful grin.

Then he directed his attention back to Andrei, noting that the boy obviously had at least some experience of this with Nora, which would certainly help get her over the edge. "Bite down around her clit," he instructed, his tone low and warm, hoping to make Nora shiver just at the words, as well as at the action itself. "Bite down and use your tongue too. Make her come, Andrei."

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Even just hearing that instruction had Nora raising an eyebrow, gripping just that much tighter at whatever was in reach. "Yes, Andrei," she murmured insistently, pushing her hips against his mouth. "Be a good boy."

Andrei let out a feral sort of growl at that, and admittedly he did have to work at not letting his fangs drop as he obeyed, capturing her clit between his teeth and licking at it desperately. From there, it was only a matter of seconds before Nora let herself come, screaming obscenities in about four different languages just for show.

[forever_jack]

He knew the explosive climax was at least partly for show, but it was a very good show, that had him holding his breath while it lasted, and leaning towards her as far as the ropes would allow, wanting to feel like a part of it all. By the time Nora recovered and looked up at him, she'd find him flushed and breathless, muscles flexing subtly beneath his skin as he instinctively fought against the ropes that held him back from her.

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Once she'd played it for all it was worth, Nora propped herself up on her elbows, using a knee to nudge Andrei out of the way dismissively, like she didn't even want to pay attention to him at all.

"How mad are you going, pet?" she asked Jack with a teasing smile.

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"Pretty mad," he admitted, with a rather tight grin. Even though he knew he couldn't reach her, he couldn't seem to stay still, muscles constantly tensing and relaxing. His cock was standing to attention, full and dark with arousal.

"You know how much I hate not being able to touch," he added, and though it might sound like an deliberate attempt to top from the bottom, it was more about letting her know just how much she was getting to him, because that was what this was all about. He was letting her know that what she was doing was working, and he'd go along with it, even if he hated it, because he knew it would be worth it in the end.

He was also somewhat intrigued by her abrupt dismissal of Andrei, and was watching Andrei in stolen glances to see how he'd handle it.

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[hi sorry I have been on a family vacation and on top of not having much time to tag I just... cannot bring myself to write smut tags when I'm sharing a hotel room with my parents]

She took a solid minute to assess the state of things right now: Jack's body, tense in every possible way, smile and limbs and cock; Jack's tone, just as strained; and though she didn't let her gaze linger she made note of Andrei's current position (on his side, looking somewhere between prideful and affronted).

All according to plan.

"Tell me, then, what do you want very most?" she asked Jack in a throaty whisper.

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((OOC: No worries, I completely understand - I'm still catching up after Christmas too! Hope you had a great time with your family!))

He gave her a searching look, unsure whether giving away what he wanted most would just ensure he wouldn't get it, but either way he knew it wasn't up to him. And he couldn't look away from her when she was watching him like that, so intense and hot, so he felt himself almost glow under the force of her attention.

"To be touched, please," he whispered, shivering helplessly. "I don't care where or how or by whom!" Which was a blatant lie, because obviously it was Nora's touch he was aching for, but he'd take Andrei as better than nothing if that was what she decided. "Pain or pleasure or just affection, I don't care, just... something physical? Please?"

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[heh, well, it was more of an obligation-vacation than a fun one, but I didn't combust, so it must have turned out all right!]

She wasn't going to be completely cruel, that wasn't the point. But she also wasn't going to let him get away with moping, and that answer sounded a lot like moping to her. They were both moping, Jack with his answer and Andrei with his pouts, and that wouldn't do.

"Not good enough," she sang out, crossing one leg over the other carefully. "Come on, tell me."

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((OOC: Good! I'm now recovering from food poisoning, hence the slow reply. :-( Not been a good week.))

Oh, she was hard work, wasn't she? He gave her a rather helpless look because the thing was, when he was in submissive mode, decisions were hard. Besides, as they'd already discussed, he was never so much about the what as the who and the how. So he stared at her for a long moment, trying to work through what he was feeling, and what he wanted.

And then he remembered what else had followed on from that discussion and he drew in a quick breath, his gaze turning hungry as it held hers. "You said you'd hurt me?" he said hopefully.

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[Oh no! I hope you're better?]

A sweet question, that, and instead of answering it directly she finally turned her full attention back on Andrei; for his part, he tried to hide the sulk he'd been in. Easy to do, though, with such a handsome man as Jack all but begging for hurt.

"I did mention something like that," Nora murmured. "Would that interest you, Andrei?"

Andrei nodded.

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He bit back a whimper as she turned away from him, almost dispairing that he'd given the wrong answer. But her words, and tone, when she spoke were reassuring and he couldn't help noticing that Andrei was sitting up and paying attention again, instead of sitting there despondently.

He took another breath and told Andrei, the excitement obvious in his voice, "She said she'd mark me up in pretty patterns and give you a complementary pattern too."

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"It won't last," Andrei murmured without thinking, a dare of a smirk crossing his face.

But only until Nora sat up and swiped sharp fingernails down his chest, more for effect than to do actual damage (he was right about the fact of its impermanence, it was just his attitude about it that she disagreed with).

"See what a caution he can be?" she asked Jack, rolling her eyes in a way to imply a sort of playful annoyance.

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Jack drew in a breath as those nails raked across pale skin, part-trepidation but mostly just from the desire that suddenly flooded through him.

He hardly even acknowledged her amused question. All of a sudden, he could think of nothing but the sharp sting of abraded flesh, and he wanted it. "Please!" he begged, lips dry, eyes gone dark with want.

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Oh, she was dragging it out, knowing that was just as much torture. Andrei was pouting again, holding hands over his chest but more out of pride than pain, and Jack --

Jack was pleading.

Perfect.

"Nails too, dear?"

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He caught his breath, wanting it so intensely that the prospect of getting it made him tingle all over.

"Please!" he nodded, fervently, hope in his eyes.

He shivered, just at the thought of it, her nails on his skin, marking him as hers in such a personal, intimate way.

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"Very well, pet," she crooned, moving Andrei out of the way again and rising up on her knees to move over to him. "Take this like a good boy ought and perhaps I'll untie you?"

She waited for his reactions to that (and Andrei's) as she looked at him, running a hand oh-so-lightly down his arm.

Drawing it out was torture, too.

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He let out an almost explosive breath when she finally agreed, watching her with wide, dark eyes as she came closer, and nodding fervently in response to her not-quite-question. He'd be good - he'd be so, so good - and it wasn't even about getting untied, it was about wanting to be good for her.

"Please," he said again, softer this time, shivering hard at that barely-there stroke down his arm, so very nearly what he wanted, and yet nowhere near enough.

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"See," she said over her shoulder to Andrei (still sullen, though less openly pouty as he'd seen what that would get him), "this is the proper way to behave yourself."

Agonizingly slow, then, she reached to cup Jack's cheek and pull him close for a kiss while with her other hand she raked down over his chest as hard as she possibly could. The smell of his blood filled the air immediately and she just smiled and smiled.

[forever_jack]

His breath caught when she pulled him in, the kiss in front of Andrei quite a surprise, despite the fact that it was obvious she was trying to rile Andrei up just as much, if not more, than she was him. Once that moment's surprise had passed, though, he leaned into her with a needy moan, taking everything he could get from her while he had her there - and then crying out breathlessly into her mouth as her nails raked trails of fire down his chest. He panted through the sting, groaning in arousal, wanting more.

He almost, in that moment, forgot Andrei was even there.

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For the briefest second, Nora forgot too -- it was easy to get lost in the sharp smell of her Jack's blood, the obvious note of lust in his voice, easy to forget anything at all but him. She didn't forget for true, but her focus was rather singular.

She traced over the lines she'd drawn more slowly, this time with fingertips so she came away with a bit of his blood to likc

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He could feel it in her kiss, the way her attention seemed to narrow as he felt her inhale the scent of his blood, and it made him shudder in the most delightful way. He shuddered again at the feel of her fingertips on his skin, at the feel of them simultaneously soothing and reigniting the sting, and at the knowledge that it was his blood she wanted, something so primal and visceral in the way she lifted her bloodied fingers to her mouth to lick. He watched, open-mouthed, gasping for air.

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"Beautiful boy," she murmured, raking similar lines down his back (and having to be incredibly close to him to do it). "You're a gift, you know that?"

Finally she turned to say to Andrei, "Isn't he marvelous?"

It was a loaded question, and all Andrei did was nod rather sullenly.

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He let out a strangled cry at the second line of marks down his back, and at the way she had to press against him to reach. It was almost overwhelming for a moment, Nora filling his senses, her scent in his nostrils, her honey-toned voice filling his ears, her praise filling his soul, and oh, so much touch - the press of her stiff corset against his skin, her soft hair brushing him in counterpoint, and in another contrast the trails of fire now throbbing down his back. Air became even more difficult to find, and the gaze he turned on Andrei when his attention was drawn to the boy was dark and not quite in focus, the smile on his parted lips a little dreamy.

"Isn't she marvellous?" he echoed.

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That, Andrei could agree with -- and knew he had to, in point of fact -- and so, not even ruefully, he murmured, "She is."

Very smugly, Nora beckoned Andrei closer before whispering in Jack's ear, "Would you enjoy the benefit of Andrei's mouth, too?" Sucking him off, sucking his blood, whichever Jack craved more.