Homoween 2019: Hollywood Coven

Introductions Part 2

"That's much better," Luke said with a soft grin as he entered the coven's main room, his button down shirt still half open- showcasing a mostly smooth exposed torso. He walked with a sort of lightness- not just because he was a vampire but Luke had always had a sort of unexpected fluidity and grace to himself. It certainly aided him when he did period pieces where he had to sword fight. His coven tattoo was evident now- bare skin wiped away from where usually foundation would cover it. Some coven members had less of a time hiding their marks, but since Luke often went to places with water and wore nothing but speedos- there was more of a chance of getting caught with a distinctive tattoo than one would want in order to keep their personal doings quiet. 

The Hollywood Elite Vampire Coven was really more of a fraternity than a traditional sort of coven, spankings and pledge periods included. The tattoo was just one of the more charming and brotherly features that kept them together.

"Brother DJ-" Luke said cheerfully as he approached Dwayne, leaning in to kiss Dwayne's far obvious and well known shoulder tattoo- of which the coven mark was intermingled. He nuzzled for a moment after and then began kissing up to Dwayne's cheek. Dwayne had a warmth to him that other vampires didn't have. At times, to Luke at least, he seemed more teddy bear than man.

"Hey, Brother Evans. A little early for the meeting-"

"Couldn't stay away-" Luke said with nearly a little purr in his voice. He didn't move far from Dwayne and neither did Dwayne much move to give himself space. He was also slightly preoccupied, being buck ass naked and with his thick, hard dick inbetween Brother Ryan's cheeks. Luke noticed this but didn't interfere with it- yet. 

Dwayne and Ryan often came as a two pack. They had ever since Ryan's pledge period had ended. Luke thought with some amusement that if only the paparazzi really knew how much Ryan got pounded out by the Rock- somebody would probably faint. It would certainly be a topic of conversation at the very least.

But- Luke reasoned- how could you not want to just fuck Ryan into oblivion? With those soft, pleading eyes always looking like he was a puppy just begging for a treat. He'd be tight too- almost perpetually- though vampires did technically die, they died a lot slower than any other mortal and their skin retained a certain newness for a very long time. You could live up to two hundred years before you'd really start to show age. It really gave a person a chance to grow into their skin and their vices. And virtues- if that was how they really wanted to act in the world.

"Mmm- you were in India last?"

"Actually, French Riviera."

"You know, you are a vampire. Right? We don't do sun."

"You work out at five in the morning. You know you are a vampire right?" Luke teased Dwayne back and that threw off Dwayne's rhythm just long enough so he could maneuver a hand for a good spank and squeeze on Luke's clothed backside. Luke's taut cheeks bounced like a quarter on a mattress.

"Now- now- you're bound to get me all excited, Brother DJ- And right before the Amazing Race premiere party- I mean coven meeting-"

Dwayne's hips began rocking again and Ryan moaned, blissed out. Dwayne's thick, tank-like dick was the kind you had to submit to. To know that you were going to really feel it but man it was totally going to be worth it. As far as Luke knew, Dwayne only fucked guys that were fellow supers- only if to make sure he didn't hurt anyone too bad. 

Luke licked a finger and then reached down, running the wet finger just along the top of Dwayne's hard dick. Luke was no slouch in the dick department himself but Dwayne was undeniably Hemsworth style special.

"Get out of your clothes- they are in my way-" Dwayne said low and dark, but friendly enough. Not even a warning. Just something of an invitation. Luke could do with it as he wished. Mostly, people just watched Ryan and Dwayne together. Often during meetings, they could be found in one chair, Ryan sitting on Dwayne's lap. Luke didn't have that going for him. Sure, occasionally he had company during meetings but like a true and proper gay vampire- any chair became a sort of throne (his role as Gaston hadn't really had *all* that far to go). Honestly- there was no point not leaning into your aristocratic side when everything was dark mahogany and blood red and black silk.