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[mendacium]

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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[forever_jack]

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.

[forever_jack]

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?"

[forever_jack]

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.

[forever_jack]

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

[forever_jack]

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.

[forever_jack]

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.

[forever_jack]

Jack's smile widened when Andrei agreed with him, and then his breath hitched as Nora leaned in and he felt the rare sensation of her breath on his ear as she spoke. He shuddered in response to her question. He always enjoyed mouths on him anyway, but a vampire's mouth - more, the mouth of a vampire he didn't really know and didn't really trust... that was thrilling. All right, so he was fairly certain Andrei wouldn't dare hurt him without his mistress' permission, but even so, there was still a definite thrill of the unknown about the idea.

"Please," he whispered, eyes wide and dark and longing.

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"Mm, all right," Nora mused, trailing fingertips across Jack's skin. "Then what I'm going to do, I think, is let you loose." As she spoke, she reached to untie Jack's wrists, speeding through it. "And you can get into whatever position you like, and have Andrei in whatever position you like, but once you're there you're there. You can direct him, but that's it."

She moved to one side of the bed and motioned for Andrei to do the same, smiling. "Choose wisely, pet. I want a nice show."

[forever_jack]

There was definite respite in being let down, and he whimpered in relief as he let his arms fall to his sides, sore muscles relaxing. But oh, that was a big choice she wanted him to make! His breath hitched as he thought about its implications. Just one position and then no moving, so it had to be something sustainable, something he could hold for a while, and yet something that would allow Andrei access to wherever he needed. And also something that would allow Nora a pretty show.

Well.

There was one obvious choice and many times the obvious choice was the best. So he flashed Nora a brief grin, and then crawled onto the bed, deliberately graceful and sinuous, giving them both a show, and stretched out on his back in the middle of the bed, legs spread enough for Andrei to get between them, head comfortably on the pillows, and his arms folded beneath it, because the easiest way to stop himself moving his hands was to tuck them out of the way.

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"Direct him," Nora prompted, nodding to Andrei. Though he stood nearly a head taller than her (and she wasn't short, though she wasn't particularly willowy either) she rested a hand on his shoulder, ready to push in the right direction.

Andrei, for his part, regarded Jack's body with a mixture of curiosity, interest, and sullenness.

"Put him where you want him," she continued. "He'll go."

[forever_jack]

Jack watched her and then looked at Andrei, swallowing. He was finding this being in the middle of the command chain hard work, torn because Nora wanted him to order Andrei about while his gut reaction to a creature of such power was to submit, unequivocally and completely. He couldn't help wondering if Andrei would be happier that way round too.

On the other hand, the chance to order such a creature about did have its excitement too. He watched Andrei, breath coming a little faster because he could see Andrei was on edge, not quite under even Nora's control, let alone his, and that was definitely thrilling.

"Between my legs," he got out breathlessly, his exposed cock twitching as he gave the command. "And bite me. Wherever you want."

That was part diplomacy, trying to give Andrei back a little of the power he so obviously wanted, and part submission, wanting the thrill of not knowing quite what he was going to get.

Though he half-expected Nora to push for more precision.

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And Nora could see that conflict in Jack's expression, hear it in his voice. And it was charming, it really was. But it wasn't quite the thing. Not when Andrei was here and he still needed to learn.

Not when he'd been given orders of his own.

Andrei, for his part, positioned himself between Jack's legs as requested, slowly easing onto his stomach, but he didn't do any more without Nora's approval of the suggestion.

"Give him a suggestion to start, at least," she murmured.

[forever_jack]

He did so love the fact that she never let him get away with anything, even if it was frustrating at the time. A part of him loved being frustrated anyway.

He flicked her a rueful glance, and then looked down the length of his body at Andrei, shivering faintly at the sheer proximity of the vampire's mouth to his exposed genitals.

"Inner thigh," he said, his voice cracking slightly as he spoke.

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"Inner thigh," Nora repeated delightedly, adjusting her position so she could better stroke over her own. "How lovely. Andrei, pet, if you would?"

He nodded, flattened himself out on his stomach, and leaned in.

"Don't dally," Nora murmured, knowing that would prompt him to bite, and it did.

[forever_jack]

He cast her a wry glance, half-amused, half-pleased by her delight. And then he was jerking and crying out as razor-sharp fangs bit into his sensitive flesh. Arousal soared, and he curled his fingers into his hair to counter both arousal and pain with the sharp sting of pulled hair.

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"Harder, boys, more of a show," Nora called, lightly beginning to rub fingers over her flesh. "I want to be thoroughly entertained."

Andrei, for his part, looked up at Jack and growled. "You heard her."

[forever_jack]

"Better bite me harder, then!" Jack retorted automatically, though the retort lacked bite (heh) due to the fact that he was frankly panting with arousal - and a little bit of fear. Andrei really was still very much an unknown quantity and oh, he loved that so much.

"Other thigh," he gasped out, quivering slightly in anticipation. His first leg was throbbing where Andrei had bitten it, his cock throbbing happily alongside it.