ALL HAIL THE SMUTS~! {SLOW UPDATES}

Potions and Captaincrundee

This was requested byyyyyyyy: lionwithattitude

What I am doing with my life? I have no clue... But 2 chappys down~! One to go~! :D Anyways, yup, trash ahoy... I'm really freaking hungry, so I'mma post this and go get some food... XDDD Have a lovely day/night kits~! <3

-Chibi

Ian's face is flushed a dark red... Gods~... He really needs someone right now... But... he wants both of them... His body is a shuddering mess as he lies on the carpet... drooling as his hazy mind thinks of what he want-no... What he needs.... His heavy panting and unfocused gaze break for closed eyes and a whimpering mewl of a plead... He doesn't know what's happening.. The only possible explanation is that potion he had been given... Seto promised no ill effects!!!! This is definitely not helpful!!! The sorcerer should have told the witch the side-effects... THIS IS NOT SOMETHING HE WOULD AGREE TO!! Ian's body stays sprawled out... Too weak to move himself back to his bed as he trembles and twitches slightly... the small spastic movements forcing him to rub against the floor through his boxers... Suddenly there's the sound of a door opening and Ian's whole body relaxes, no longer shaking and trembling madly.... A near addicting smell of warmth, forest, and spring rain fills the room.. A soft undertone of lavender clung to it... "Ian?? What are you doing on the floor??" Ben... Ian's body shudders and he nearly mewls.... "I'm stretching Crainer..." He says blankly... Crainer shuffles closer... "Really?? Because-" Ian growls "No! I can't fucking move! Put me back on the damn bed..." Ben jumps slightly.. "O-okay...." as soon as his arms wrap around the taller male, Ian lets out a desperate keen... "Ignore that..." He grunts as he feels Crainer nearly drop him... "Ian.... Are you sure...?? That sounded suspiciously like-" Ian gives him a harsh glare... "Y-yes master!!" Ben yelps, hurriedly placing the other back on his bed... Licking his lips hungrily despite himself... Ian's eyes seem to dilate at this, the man biting his lip nervously... There's a long moment of bated silence... not quite uncomfortable... just... confusing.... Suddenly Ben's trembling as well... "M-master... c-can I p-please~?" he almost whines... his eyes reverting to thin slits as his fangs poke out of his mouth... Ian groans, trying to maintain his aura of indifferent annoyance...  "Such a needy familiar... I swear you're a fucking glutton! Why can't you ask Jordan?!" Ben perks up at this... Darting out... only to come back with a stumbling and confused Sparklez....  "Ian, why in the 7 hells is Ben nearly showing?!" He asks before noticing the other witch's flushed and sweaty form.... "Oh..." Ian's once again trembling as an even stronger lavender scent washes around the room with the same scent as before.. This time Ian can't help himself... he lets out a needy whimper at the madly addictive smell... Both males in the doorway sharing a look before Jordan shuts the door and says "Ben, looks like he needs you to feed even if he doesn't want you to...." Crainer blushes slightly, but his tails and ears flicker into appearance... a hungry look crossing his face before he snaps out of it and manages to give a small bashful smile... nervously seeking approval... Ian groans softly... The release of his hidden form tripling his presence in the room.... Something both witches are extremely attuned to... The feeling nearly makes Ian melt... his body arching and squirming desperately... "Ian, we all know you need this...." Jordan says teasingly, shrugging off his jacket and walking closer to the other.... "Besides~! You have to feed him at some point... It was part of the agreement...." Ian lets out a small whiny moan as a hand lands on his thigh and he can feel it through his jeans... His hips instinctively rocking upwards.. Ben can hear Ian's blood pumping through his body as he gets closer... Now that he's in his natural form he can fully smell just the sheer amount of hormones and need coming from the witch... The urge to just take slowly starts to overshadow the familiar's adorable personality.... Both witches can clearly see the change as the look in Ben's eyes changes and his aura becomes nearly overwhelming for Ian... Ben slips onto the bed and pauses, trying to keep himself in the right state of mind... "Sorry master, but it's for the better..." He murmurs, pulling off Ian's shirt with some help from Jordan... almost immediately Ben latches onto Ian's nipple, biting and sucking, his little fangs pricking and slightly drawing blood... But Ian doesn't seem to care... He arches and moans, body shaking as he presses up into Ben desperately... Jordan chuckling and pulling the man into a kiss... Making Ben detach and whine at the lack of affection towards him... To which Jordan responds by giving him a soft kiss and silently prompting him to kiss Ian... The Dane gives Ian a soft kiss as Jordan takes the time to peel off his shirt and unbuckle Ian's belt...  Ian is literally a squirming, blushy mess... this cock throbbing in the confines of his jeans... "Hah~nnhh~! P-please!!" He manages, only for Jordan to move up and kiss him passionately, Ben happily toying with his nipples as he sucks and licks at the area... A low purring growl echoing from the Danish familiar... Ian's quickly overwhelmed with the feeling of it all...