collaborative_daredevil | Slavery RP Post XVIII

"Why did you trick me into falling asleep before I could get dinner?" Jamie grumbled. "I wasn't--I'm always in charge of dinner!" he protested as he came down slowly to see the den table set with plates and the floor arranged with pillows.

"I think a nice, informal kneeling dinner would be lovely," Barba called from the kitchen, where he was setting out glasses. "Pizza, wings, garlic knots, churros, and sodas are incoming."

"Sounds good." And perfect for the handfeeding game, except he wasn't supposed to play it right now.

"Jamie, you must have needed the sleep if you fell asleep that quickly."

Jamie huffed, but knew by the familiar look on Master Erik's face he wouldn't tolerate any argument on this, and he had no desire to be ordered to silence for the evening.

He glanced at Toffee's slight apprehension, and sent a questioning look over.

"We're not handfeeding tonight," Barba said. "But frankly I think some more kneeling time will be good for you, Toffee. Make you balanced."

"Oh, yes, yes that sounds good." He smiled up at Master Erik with relief. "Thank you Master Erik."

"You're such a good boy, you deserve attention," Barba said, and his eye was drawn to how Ivannya came and knelt--by drawing one leg up to herself and gracefully lowering with the other. It looked cheerful and willing, and a dark heat curled inside Barba at her happy submission. He looked at Toffee next.

He followed Ivannya's example, but he didn't kneel quite as gracefully, moving more slowly to avoid losing his balance.

And Barba felt a sharp desire for both of them at their trust and surrender--and had to take several deep breaths not to follow through on that, to take what was so eagerly offered.

It became even more difficult as Jamie came in from helping Hendrick and knelt at the doorway, crawling up to join them--and Barba leaned forward, grasping soft curls with one hand, and pulled him into a fierce kiss.

HE smiled at that, pleased to see Jamie getting the attention and affection he so obviously deserved.

Jamie gasped in pleasure-pain at the tugs to his hair, and nudged Toffee to crawl forward as Master's hand came over next, firmly pulling but not tugging out or ripping Toffee's short hair as he got him to come forward to be snared in a dominating, red-hot kiss next.

He reached up to grasp their master's shoulders for support, moaning into his mouth shamelessly as Hendrick came into the room, and Ivannya crept closer.

Ivannya watched as close as she dared, thrilled by him getting closer and closer to losing control--whenever they got him to loosen his grip on himself, to really just grab and take and bite and dominate them utterly, they relished it, and Ivannya always admired bruises and smeared makeup and clothes that needed mending later. She whined in sheer desire at Toffee's red mouth and their master grasping tight and rhythmically pulling his hair, not treating him as too fragile to touch.

He reached back towards Ivannya, hand groping for hers, hoping to tug her even closer, for support and to give her a chance.

Ivannya's eyes widened and she crawled forward more firmly, grabbing Toffee's hand immediately, and to her enormous relief Master then broke the kiss and stroked his hair again, voice gently concerned, "Too much, my little darling?"

"Getting there." He agreed softly. "It was good, just...too much of a good thing right now."

"Then rest your head here, on my thigh," Barba said softly, petting him. "How good of you to follow the rules, make sure we knew you needed to slow down. My good boy," and then it was Ivannya's turb, and he drew her forward, and the angle of the deep, possessive kisses meant her chest was pressed to Toffee's face.

And he relaxed, surrounded by their love and affection, hoping that Hendrick would get his turn next.

Hendrick was pulled in after Ivannya was totally flushed and bright with exertion, panting with suppressed desire and squirming her legs together almost frantically, trying to control herself and terribly failing. And he moaned deep into the kiss and embrace, nuzzling and falling to Master's feet when he was let go, pulling the shoes off and rubbing at them with his strong hands, and they turned to look at Toffee, to gauge how far they could go, if Ivannya had to calm down or if she could go into another room and take care of herself.

He'd sat back on his heels when Hendrick was pulled in and now he watched them with a soft smile on his face, hands folded into his lap.

"Do you need a bit of privacy Ivannya?" He glanced at Hendrick and Jamie. "Is there time for that?"

Ivannya blushed even brighter at that, open mouthed and gasping. She looked pleadingly at Barba, not wanting to be left so teased, and he smiled darkly and nodded to her. She perked up and did the fastest crawling she'd ever done, hurrying into the study, where the door was firmly then closed.

"It's odd, usually he leaves the door open for us to join in if we want," Jamie murmured, drawing in to himself.

"But I doubt he wants the pizza guy to be allowed to see her lose it," Hendrick said sensibly, flushed himself, and ruffled Jamie's curls. "It seems he's in a very possessive mood." He grinned mischeviously. "Maybe we should answer the door on our knees too."

"Would he want the pizza guy to see that though?" Toffee asked softly, listening to the sounds of passion coming from the study.

Hendrick blinked at the fear he heard in Toffee's tone. "It's going to be fine--even if we tease him and get a shock out of the pizza person it won't mean he hurts us," he said.

"Sexy punishment, sure, but nothing serious," Jamie said with a blink.

"But...you're certain the pizza guy won't be creepy at all about it?" He still remembered how some of the people making deliveries to Danny had problems taking no for an answer.

Hendrick and Jamie traded puzzled looks. "We have security, and if he got grabby we'd just yell and they and Master would be there in an instant," Jamie said with absolute confusion. "What are you worried is going to happen to us?"

"I just don't like how some delivery people can look at you." He shrugged uncertainly.

"How about you hang back and watch for us?" Jamie suggested gently. "Be the lookout. Can you do that?" he asked, nuzzling him to reassure poor Toffee. He himself felt very warm and safe, a fuzziness at the back of his mind from all the kneeling and kissing.

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