Amoureux du Vampire

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Papillon POV

I haven't felt Lord Laurent in a while.

My legs begin to shake as his grip tightened on my neck.

"Papi, I think I want to play."

"No Larry, we call her chenille ..."

"Still?"

"Mmhmm she still ... evolving."

Laurent turns to his brother and chuckles. Larry touches my cheek then goes into the closet. He brought out our travel toy bag. I'm surprised he even knew where it was, he usually wants no part of me and Lord Laurent. The only time we even discuss our dynamic is if I have marks, which he hates.

Larry puts the bag on the bed. He pulls out the velvet pouch and hands it to his brother.

Laurent gives me his 'look' and I know to stay still. I try, but he's still fucking me.

He removes my cuff and Larry puts it on my wrist.

I look over at Larry, he's pulled out the small box and is going through the implements, he holds up a crop.

Um, I don't think I'm ready.

Laurent stops moving, and looks at me .... I know not to speak. He tilts his head ... I drop my block.

'Sorry, bad habit since the kids you know I always block'

'No need, they still babies, they not know what we do.'

'They know ... I knew every time in my house.'

'Enough. Are you worried about impact?'

'Yes Sir ... um my Lord'

He turns to Larry and shakes his head.

"No impact, I think we start with sensation play. It been a while. We not want to overwhelm you."

Thank you my Lord.

"Lau, I hope you not be gentle for me. I can handle."

"No, it for her. We not go hard in a long time ..."

I give a slight sigh of relief.

Laurent kisses me then whispers in my ear that he will never push me too far, he knows my limits better than I do. Hmph, he's right.

My mates continue having a casual conversation like Laurent is not between my thighs, pumping away. I listen to them go back and forth, planning our scene without any input from me. The lack of control is arousing.

My orgasm is quickly approaching.

I close my eyes and ride the wave of pleasure anticipating my release, but right as I begin my ascent the stimulation ends.

Laurent withdraws and moves off the bed.

"Get up."

Larry helps me stand. I feel his energy, it's very dominant. Hard.

I look up at him. I get nothing, no smile, no lip bite ...he's trying to block me, usually unsuccessfully, but today I can't get in Odd, I'm always psychically connected to Larry. Lord Laurent senses my inner dialogue.

"Why you standing there thinking... It not been that long ... get in position, what wrong with you?"

"It me. I making her nervous ... I make you nervous?"