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CHAPTER 2 HAS IMPORTANT INFORMATION, PLEASE READ IT

Chapter 3-8: series like segments w/ rimming, blow jobs, sex and getting together//Pairing: Poly//(02`08`24 - 02`20`24)

Chapter 9: First time bottoming w/ dildos//Pairing: III & II//(04`16`24)

Chapter 10: Motorcycle riding gear//Pairing: Ves & IV//(04`17`24)

Chapter 11: Cowboy hat chaos pt1//Paring: III & Ves//05`13`24)

Chapter 12: Cowboy hat chaos pt2//Pairing: Ves & IV//(05`15`24)

Chapter 13: Spanking//Pairing: IV & II//(05`15`24)

Chapter 14: Safe wording//Pairing: II & Ves//(05`20`24)

Chapter 15: Soft morning sex//Pairing: II & IV//(06`10`24)

Chapter 16: Tour bus sex//Pairing: III & Espera (Cressida)//(07`14`24

Chapter 17: Gangbang w/ Ves having 2 dicks//Pairing: Ves & IV & Espera (Lyra)//(07`17`24)

Chapter 18: Cockwarming & dirty talk/worshiping//Pairing: IV & II//(08`22`24)

Chapter 19: Finger fucking & orgasm denial/control/edging//Pairing: Ves & II//(08`23`24)

Chapter 20: Harnesses & topping from the bottom & manhandling & gangbang//Pairing: Ves & Espera x2 (Aisling & Lyra)//(08`26`24)

Chapter 21: Rimming & birthday sex//Pairing: Ves & IV//(10`07`24)

Chapter 22: Vibrators & safe wording w/ oversensitivity//Pairing: III & IV//(10`24`24)

Chapter 23: Mild somno & cock rings & collars//Pairing: IV & Ves//(11`21`24)

Chapter 24: Face fucking & mild choking & mild asphyxiation//Pairing: IV & III (II makes an appearance but gets no action)//(11`27`24)

Chapter 25: Smoking & frottage//Pairing: II & Ves//(12`05`24)

Chapter 26: Mutual masterbation & watching porn/home videos together//Pairing: III & IV//(06`03`25)

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Hi, before any of you freak out, nothing bad happened. I just want to make an announcement. I am most likely going to be stepping away from this writing series as well as another one called “Stripped Down”. Caramel came out and I want to try and respect the message that the song has. May I come back to this series later on? Possibly. Might I never touch it again? Also possibly. But I want to respect the boundaries of Vessel and the man behind the mask. He shouldn’t have to live in fear of someone showing up randomly and he shouldn’t have to write a song to have his boundaries respected and understood. He’s putting everything out there just because he enjoys the music side of what he does. Vessel as a person needs to be respected, same with the rest of the band members. Writing about the stage personas the way I have been is a very big push against their boundaries and I don’t want to be a person who does that. Again, may I revisit this series? Maybe. May I leave it up for people to enjoy? Maybe. May I abandon it? Maybe. I don’t want to be seen as one of those fans that only see the members in a sexual way, it’s flat out disrespectful. A few other series with the stage personas will remain active but with slow updates (New Neighbors, Welded love (though I will not be including any more smut), the fluff series). All of them deserve to be cherished and respected, and I don’t feel like I’ve done that with this series. There’s a high probability that this will remain untouched after I post this message with no new chapters. If you want to re-read this series, you are allowed to, but I encourage you to find works that don’t represent the stage personas or the boys in this way. All of the other NSFW/smut works will remain up but will not be updated more and remain at the level of detail/plot I have them at. If you are upset by this decision, you are allowed to be but this is my decision and I will be sticking to it. As I mentioned, I may update this series in the future but as of right now it seems unlikely. Thank you for enjoying this series and for the interactions, but it’s time for me to step away for now. I will still be writing Sleep Token works but none will be NSFW/smutty. I want to explore the Arcadia universe more and create my own ideas and stories, but I feel I can’t do that if I’m not honest with the people who have followed me or read my other works due to this series. To those who have found me and followed me due to this work, thank you for following and I hope you stay while I continue to write and come up with ideas. If you choose to leave and not interact, I wish you well and thank you for being a part of my journey as a writer. I will not judge you for leaving and wish you the best on your journey. All of this said, I am not quitting writing. I have other interests that I am following that may hinder my writing and when it gets posted/updated. Rest assured that I will continue to write and continue to create for the Sleep Token fan group for as long as I am interested. Please remember to be respectful to the band members, there are real people behind those masks and they deserve all the respect we can give them  

Much love, ThatOne1Writer

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IV groans as he pulls a pillow over his head, unable to sleep since III is either watching porn or spending the night with his hand. It's seemingly nonstop, whining and begging while IV tries to sleep.

"Alright, he needs to stop 'cause I need my damn sleep." IV grumbles, getting out of his bed before leaving his room and wandering down the hall to...Vessel's room? "...okay, is someone in there too?"

IV walks closer and sees that Vessel's door is open a crack, the light from his bedside lamp casting some light on his bed. IV peeks through the crack between the door and the doorframe, taking in whats going on in Vessel's room.

"Fuck, rock your hips backwards..." a voice mumbles, IV squinting a little to notice that he can see III's back.

"...holy shit...fuck, fuck fuck fuck..." III whines, leaning down to to kiss Vessel.

IV can't help but reach a hand down and squeeze the base of his quickly hardening cock. III leans up and rolls his head from side to side, trying to get a knot out.

"Are you trying to get me to bite your neck?" Vessel grumbles, III snickering as he looks at Vessel.

"You like marking me, go for it Ves. Or do you want me to be wearing the ritual paint so you can see the mark better.?" III taunts, Vessel leaning up a bit before grabbing III's neck, his grip firm but not aggressive.

"Stop fucking pouting or you get nothing, is that understood? Can you be a good fucking cocksleeve and fuck yourself on my cock?" Vessel sneers, III shuddering as he looks at Vessel.

"Please, please please let me...please let me fuck myself onto your cock, please."

Vessel smirks and leans back, his arms behind his head as he watches III shift his hips a little before dropping onto Vessel's cock. A moan attempts to escape III as he manages to take all of Vessel to the base. Vessel moves one of his hands and trails it over III's waist, pressing his thumb against a small bump by III's belly button.

"Fuck, the fuck are you pressing against?!" III panics, though its more of a whimper as his whole body shudders.

"Head of my cock, stops right under your belly button." Vessel smiles, rolling his thumb around in circles with a decent amount of pressure.

IV's free hand flies to cover his mouth, one hand firmly moving up and down his cock as he pants into the palm of his hand. He had heard Vessel mumble dirty things into III's ears, hell even II's ears while on stage, about to go on stage or during interlude at rituals. Vessel hasn't made a move towards IV since he is newer but not brand new. IV's eyes are frantically fighting to stay open, looking into Vessel's room to see III facing the door, though his face is being shoved into the mattress by Vessel. IV's eyes move from III's head to Vessel's arm, following it up until he's looking at Vessel's face. And he's starring right at IV. Poor time for IV to discover he has a exhibitionism kink, a moan muffled by his palm as IV finishes. He wasn't prepared at all and most of it lands on the floor. IV leans partly against the wall before reality settles in and he realizes he just came while watching his friend get fucked by their shared friend and the lead singer of the band they play together in. IV looks at Vessel, seeing him smiling. IV immediety scrambles back to his room, getting in bed and willing himself to go to sleep.

"...did we have an audience?" III mumbles, turning his head so Vessel can hear him.

"We did, seems like IV is getting a little bold. We should probably let II get to him first...Sleep knows what you would do." Vessel adds, harshly spanking III.

"Ow..." III groans into the mattress.

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"What was Vessel up to last night, I thought I heard him talking." II hums, handing IV a bowl to dry off with a towel.

"...maybe he was talking with Sleep, you never know." IV shrugs, setting the bowl in the cabinet.

"Huh, thought I heard another voice too, and your room is right by his." II adds, handing IV a plate. "By the way, I need some help with something after this, would you mind meeting me in my room?"

"Oh, yeah. I can meet you there, what do you need me to help you with?"

"It's a surprise."

With that, II turns the water off for the sink and dries his hands off before heading up the stairs to the bedrooms. IV watches II's door open and close, IV's gut churning with nerves as he wanders around the main floor.

"What has you pacing around?" III asks, IV flinching when III talks.

"II asked me into his room, don't know what he wants." IV explains, III smirking at him.

"Oh you are in for a fun night!!" III laughs, IV looking at him in confusion.

It takes about an hour for II to come down and find IV. The two head up to II's room, IV looking around once inside the room. II has practice pads settled on his dresser near his drum sticks. IV stumbles when II spins him around and kisses him. IV struggles to keep up with the kiss, II walking so IV falls onto the bed as they make out. IV grabs at II as they make out, lifting his hips to see if he can grind against II's hip. II laughs into the kiss, IV whining back as the two make out.

"Behave and you'll get a reward if you behave." II huffs, IV grumbling in response to II.

"Please...wanna go further..." IV whines, II chuckling as he hears the door creak open.

IV doesn't register the door opening or closing. II pulls away from the kiss, IV leaning up to try and follow him. 

"On your knees and face me." II hums, pulling his shirt off while IV does the same before kneeling on II's bed. "Good, pants off next."

II caoxes IV out of his clothes, IV stumbling a bit when taking his pants and boxers off since they ended up getting caught on his ankle.

"Slow, just you and me." II hums, IV taking a moment to finish taking his pants and boxer off before dropping them on the floor. "Come on, on your knees in front of me."

IV crawls over and kneels in front of II, looking at him. IV keeps himself from looking down at II. From when he can tell, he's not small but absolutely not as large as Vessel seems to be. IV's whole body trembles when II grabs IV's cock, squeezing it while working his hand up to the head before twisting his wrist and pushing his hand down.

"Ah, fuck, wait..." IV whines, grabbing at II's wrist in a panic.

"Relax, you can focus on helping me, okay?" II hums, his voice soft to keep IV from panicking.

IV hesitates before grabbing the base of II's cock, II shuddering at the warmth of IV's hand. IV focuses as much as he can on II and making sure he feels as good as he does. The two eventually work their hands in sync, IV openly moaning as II twists his wrist under the head of IV's cock. 

"Fuck, more sensitive than III is when I jerk him off." II teases, IV whining at the mention of III. "Oh? Don't like when someone else is mention when I'm jerking you off? Like being the center of attention?" 

"Yeah...yeah I do...just talk about me..." IV whimpers, II kissing him.

"Fuck, you ramble like a little bitch when someone has your cock in their hands. Gonna whimper and beg for me to let you cum?" II snickers, IV frantically nodding.

"Please II, please please please...'m so close, just need a little more."

II smirks at IV, his eyes flicking to the left of where he and IV are situated on the bed. IV follows where II looked. Vessel sits in II's desk chair, cock in hand as he lazily jerks off, thumb and index finger of his free hand holding the base to keep Vessel from finishing too soon as he watches II and IV jerk each other off. II catches IV when he lurches forward, spurts of cum landing on II's stomach as IV shudders and claws at II's shoulders. II frantically works his hand up and down IV's cock, IV shuddering as how sensitive he is, Vessel wandering over to help II finish since IV is coming down from the orgasm he just had. II moves so IV can be kissed, IV whining when Vessel kisses him too. It's too much, II kissing him softly before Vessel holds him head in place by his hair before slipping his tongue into IV's mouth, Vessel's tongue abnormally long as it seems to fill IV's mouth. IV harhly moans as Vessel's tongue licks over IV's teeth, teeth knocking together due to the force.

"II, work him open." Vessel instructs while still holding IV's head in place.

II gets off the bed and walks to his dresser, opening a drawer before rooting around in the drawer and finds a large bottle of lube, Vessel making IV lay on his back with his legs hanging over the edge of the bed. Vessel pulls the hoodie he's wearing off, IV swallowing when he sees just how muscular Vessel is, the body paint and lights on stage making it hard to tell. II settles on his knees and presses a lubed finger in, IV closing his legs out of instinct. Vessel walks over and pulls IV's legs open, II working his finger in to the second knuckle, curling his finger a bit. The blunt edge of II's nail drags over IV's prostate, IV kicking his legs as much as possible as Vessel holds his legs open. II works diligently, getting IV loose enough to take II's index, middle and ring finger to where they meet his hand.

"That's as loose as I can get him for now, just lube your monster cock up." II says, pulling his hand away as IV whines and looks at Vessel.

"Alright, go sit with him." Vessel instructs, II standing before sitting on the bed.

IV's waist is grabbed by Vessel, IV standing facing II with his hands planted on the bed while he stands. II raises an eyebrow at Vessel, watching as Vessel pours some lube on the curve of IV's ass, the lube sliding down and across his entrance. IV shudders at the cold feeling, gasping when Vessel steps closer and slides his cock between IV's ass, smearing lube and pre-cum around. IV's face is red as he hears Vessel smack his cock against IV's lubed entrance, the sound intoxicating to II as he watches IV close his eyes and hang his head.

"Will you be a good boy and take my cock?" Vessel asks, IV nodding as he looks over his shoulder at Vessel.

"Please...please just fuck me Ves, been patient." IV whines, Vessel chuckling before pressing the head of his cock into IV.

IV shudders and chokes on a breath when Vessel presses in, whining since Vessel has just the head in. Vessel reaches a hand up and takes a handfull of IV's hair, the blonde color a stark difference against Vessel's ash grey skin that he has on his arms and hands. IV's head is pulled back a bit, a whine escaping IV as he feels Vessel press against his back, one hand next to IV's head while the other holds his head up. It takes a bit, but Vessel manages to press all the way in, IV's legs trembling a bit as Vessel stills while his chest is pressed against IV's back. 

"He tight?" II asks as if IV isn't in the room with them.

"As shit, fuck..." Vessel groans, standing up before pulling out, though it's a struggle due to how tense IV is. "Fuck, you need to relax IV, you'll snap my dick off if you don't..."

IV shudders and sucks in a breath, Vessel sighing as IV realxes enough for Vessel to pull out a bit more. Eventually just the head of Vessel's cock is nestled in IV, II watching as Vessel snaps his hips forward, IV yelling before II muffles him with a pillow.

"Fuck, realx IV, doing great. Better than I expected..." Vessel mumbles, leaning his head down so IV can hear him better.

"Hu-urts..." IV chokes out, Vessel humming.

"I know, just need you to relax and it will hurt less, just relax." II adds, a hand playing with IV's hair since Vessel had let go.

IV shudders at II's touch, Vessel moving at a decent pace as IV whines and hides his face in the pillow. IV doesn't hear Vessel talking much, more groans and panting.

"Don't take is personal IV, III has a thing for Ves' voice to Ves talk to him a lot. We can help you learn what you like, just relax and let Ves look after you." II explains, IV nodding as best as he can while Vessel continues to move.

IV bites at the pillow, feeling the head of Vessel's cock absolutely abusing his prostate, II watching IV's cock leak pre-cum as IV tries desperately not to cum immedietly as Vessel's pace turns frantic and uncoordinated. IV ends up choking out a weak and broken yelp when Vessel presses all the way in, a low and loud groan rumbling from Vessel's throat as he cums, IV able to feel it leaking into him. II watches as IV cums as well, having held off until Vessel had, a smile forming as II forms a plan for a different night between just him and IV.

"Whos yelling...?" III asks from outside of the room, swinging the door open to see Vessel leaning over IV while II sits on the bed. "...invite me next time."

"Fuck no, IV didn't even know Ves was here." II scolds, standing up so Vessel can move onto the bed with IV.

Vessel picks IV up, settling into II bed while IV lays on his chest while Vessel's cock is still in IV.

"Grab a towel, I'd like to pull out sooner than later." Vessel yawns, II walking off to get Vessel a towel to clean IV up.

Vessel shifts a bit and lifts IV off of his cock, III starring at Vessel's cum bubbles out of IV.

"...is it bad if I want to lick his ass?" III asks, II starring at him in mild shock.

"Maybe next time you freak." II scoffs, helping clean IV off so he can sleep and not wake up a mess. "Alright, he's as clean as he can be without a bath, you should move him to your room."

Vessel nods and stands up, walking off with a naked IV in his arms while his cock hangs out over the waistband on his sweatpants and boxers. IV is set in Vessel's bed before II and Vessel join him, III hesitantly joining them as well.

"We need to talk to him about us...all of us." II adds, playing with IV's hand a bit.

"Mmm, probably a good idea." Vessel mumbles, struggling to stay awake as he watches IV calmly sleep. "Later though, we all need to sleep."

It takes a bit of moving, but they find a layout that works, Vessel laying on his back with IV on his chest while II is on one side of Vessel and III on the other.

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IV yawns as he wakes up, stretching his arms as he opens his eyes.

"Hi sleepy." Vessel teases, IV's nose touching Vessel's.

"AH! W-Why am I lay-...OH MY FUCK I AM SO SORRY!!" IV panics, Vessel sitting up with IV.

"Hey, relax, I am nowhere near mad. II and III are making us coffee and tea then all of us are going to talk, its nothing bad." Vessel says, moving so IV sits sideways in Vessel's lap.

II and III wander into the room, IV being handed a mug of tea.

"...what do you want to talk about?" IV asks after a bit of silence.

"As you may, or may not, know, the three of us are dating. And we've talked about it and we'd like you to join the relationship. And we can wait until you've settled in more or you can say no and we can figure out a different relationship besides romantic." II explains, IV soaking in and processing what he's said.

"So...you guys want to...date me?" IV squeaks out while his face turns red.

"To put it bluntly, yes." Vessel chuckles, a hand on the base of IV's back. "As II said, you can think about it if you want, there is no rush to tell us if you want to or not."

"No no no, I...I do. It's just that I've never really been in a realtionship, even before everything that lead to me worshipping Sleep. So I'm new to this, and would like you guys to be patient with me..." IV explains more in depth, II smiling at him before gently kissing him.

"We're willing to be patient, just tell us what you don't know much about or are confused on." II smiles, watching as III pulls IV into a kiss.

"Welcome to the fuck fest, you'll love it." III smirks, IV's face turning a bit more red.

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It's been about a week since the whole "Welcome to the relationship" moment with IV. Since then, the most thats changed is the way they all talk to each other and the sleeping arangment. The four of them often sleep in either Vessel's bed or III's since they have the largest beds in the manor due to their height.

"II and I will be back, we're heading to get groceries since we need more." Vessel says, standing at the door with II who holds the keys for the car they have.

"Alright, wheres III?" IV asks, putting some clean dishes away in the kitchen.

"In his room napping, go surprise him if ya want, we'll be gone for a little while." II explains with a smirk, IV's face turning red as he looks at II.

"I-I'm finishing chores...he can sleep." IV mumbles, hearing Vessel laugh.

"He's teasing love, do what you think is right." Vessel explains, walking over and kissing IV's forehead before leaving with II.

IV finishes taking care of the dishes, heading upstairs to check on III. Pushing the door open, IV sees III laying in his bed, sprawled out with the sheets half off. III is half dressed too, wearing just pajama pants and boxers while he snores a bit. IV wanders over and watches III sleep, which makes IV feel a bit creepy as his eyes trail down to III's waist. Fuck, why does III have to have brown hair, the trail of hair leading down his stomach and bellow the waistband of the boxer and pajamas weirdly enticing to IV as he shakes his head. Despite II taunting him, IV isn't going to mess around with III while he's asleep, he would feel weird for doing it. On the other hand, III is the one who blatantly admitted he's comfortable with someone messing with him while he's asleep. IV settles on a descision and moves to lay on his stomach between III's legs. IV's hands trail up III's legs, III humming in his sleep as he lays fully on his back instead of half on his side. IV grabs the edge of III's boxers and pajamas, pulling them down far enough for III's cock to be freed. IV tenses when he hears III whine a bit, though III settles when IV's hand wraps around the base of III's cock. The head of III's cock twiches, a bead of pre-cum forming before dropping onto III's hip. IV half expects III to wake up at the feeling, though he doesn't stir at the feeling. IV loosens his grip and moves his hand up and down III's cock, keeping the motion slow and fluid as theres minimal lube or slick usable at the moment.

"Fuck...mmm..." III whines, turning his head to the side while he remains asleep to IV's surprise.

IV moves a bit closer, licking a stripe from the base to the head before taking the head into his mouth and suckling a little.

"Ah..ha fuck..." III mumbles, IV barely focusing on III as he takes more of the sleeping males cock into his mouth.

IV manages to take III's cock to the base, choking momentarily before breathing through his nose as his hands settle on III's thighs. III wakes up a bit more and lifts his head to look down at IV, whos working III's cock into his mouth before swallowing around it lazily. IV chokes again, III throwing his head back and bucking his hip towards IV's mouth. III sits up and drags IV up with him, shoving IV's head back down with a loud groan. IV gags a bit before relaxing, looking up at III as his head is forced down rhythimcally with a bit of force to keep IV's attention on whats going on. IV digs his nails into III's thighs, saliva pooling around his mouth as III focuses on himself, chasing his release as IV looks up at him through blonde eyelashes. IV scoots closer, a hand moving to graze slolwy over III's balls, feeling them draw up when III tips over the edge and cums, the liquid spilling into IV's mouth as he swallows as much as he can, a bit spilling out at the corners of his mouth. III grabs IV's hair and pulls his head back before pushing his head down again, IV gagging again as he swallows around III's cock while humming and moving a hand to slip it under the waistband on his own pants, moving his pants and boxers down to jerk himself off in time with III pushing IV's head down. III lowly groans as he watches IV, shuddering as he cums again. IV pulls his head back, III's cum falling from his tongue as he licks his lips.

"Fuck, I need to have you suck my cock more often..." III mumbles as IV laughs, the two sharing a messy kiss thats filled with tongue and cum.

"I need to do it more often, though I don't think I'll ever be able to take Ves' monster cock." IV teases, him and III kissing again as the lazily grind against each other.

The two moan into each others mouths as they grind their barely clothed cocks against each other, IV whining into the kiss before pulling away to lick across III's lips before III sticks his tongue out so their tongues drag across each others. The two make out with each other for a while, unable to hear the front door opening or Vessel making his way upstairs to check on III, assuming IV is in his room or at the altar. Vessel doesn't really expect to see IV laying on his back with his head hanging over the edge while III has a hand on IV's throat while thrusting into his mouth. Vessel leans against the doorway, smirking as he hears IV's gurgling moans and spit filled gags. III leans back, spit running down IV's face as he looks at III.

"You're a cum covered mess, but fuck are you a hot mess." III laughs, IV laughing as well as he looks up at III.

"Gonna fuck my throat some more?" IV taunts, gagging when III shoves his cock back into IV's mouth.

Vessel grabs his phone and records the two, watching as III's hair hangs on his face while IV swallows as best as he can while III thrusts into his mouth, desperate to find yet another release. IV reaches up and grabs at III's ass, pulling at it before ghosting two fingers over III's entrance, smirking as he listens to III groan and cum into his mouth more than expected considering how long the two have been going at it. III pulls out of IV's mouth, cum falling from IV's mouth and down his face into his hair. III squats down and kisses IV again, the two moaning as they make out.

"You two seemed to have fun without us." Vessel says, III and IV looking over at him.

"...yeah..." III mumbles, IV sitting up on the bed.

"I need a shower, I have so much cum and spit in my hair." IV laughs, his hair sticking up a little as Vessel laughs too.

"I can ask II to make some food if you want to take a shower." Vessel smiles, III and IV nodding at him before heading to the bathroom. "And don't fuck in the shower, II will smack you."

Vessel heads back downstairs, smiling at II as he makes some food for all four of them.

"They in the middle of doing something when you went up?" II asks as he cuts up some veggies.

"Yeah, take a look." Vessel smiles, playing the video for II. "Gotta say, maybe IV is the one who can come closer to taking most of me."

"I'd love to watch, though maybe a different day since the two of them are probably fucked out. Literally, IV's thoat is going to be sore." II chuckles, kissing Vessel's cheek. "I'll make him some tea for with dinner, his throat will need it. Can you set the table?"

"Of course, dining area or counter?"

"Dining area, we can actually talk instead of standing at the counter."

Vessel hums and grabs what he needs to set the table. IV and II head downstairs and see the foor on the table while II and Vessel wait for them. The two get settled at their spots, looking to II with smiles.

"We can all talk later, let's just eat." II sighs with a smile, laughing when IV slaps III's hand away from a spoon to get some food.

"I think I can Ves' dick." IV bluntly says, Vessel choking on his drink for a moment before looking at IV.

"Wh-hat?!" Vessel coughs, IV looking at him while blinking.

"I think I can take most of your dick. I wanna try." IV explains, III laughing at Vessel's face. "...can I try? I'll be quiet."

"Y-Yeah I guess..." 

IV smiles and gets out of his chair before crawling under the table, pulling the zipper of Vessel's pants down before mouthing at his cock through his boxers. Vessel leans back in his chair, II and III eating and watching Vessel as IV licks at his cock through the fabric as Vessel attempts to eat while all his brain can focus on it IV's tongue languidly moving over his cock.

"Fuck, I can't eat and have you do this..." Vessel groans, pushing his plate away while watching IV stick his tongue out.

IV grabs the waistband of Vessel's boxers, pulling it before letting it snap against Vessel's cock. II watches Vessel when he hears the impact, III starring at IV after pushing his chair back. Vessel sighs and grabs IV's hair, pulling him close enough for IV to take the head of Vessel's cock into his mouth, flicking his tongue over the slit with a whine. Vessel's hand slides down and pulls IV's head down to take more of his cock. IV shudders as he takes about half of Vessel's cock in one go, swallowing around it as best as possible as spit rolls down Vessel's cock. II and III drag their chairs over and watch IV work his way down Vessel's cock, working his hand over whatever isn't in his mouth. Vessel leans back as he watches IV with half open eyes, II smirking down at IV who's tearing up a little as he struggles to take Vessel's cock into his mouth. Vessel groans as he sets a hand on the back of IV's head, pushing it down a little.

"Come on IV, you can do it, almost there..." II hums, IV looking up at him while swallowing around Vessel as spit bubbles around his lips. "Being a good boy taking Ves' cock like a fucking slut. Always want something in your mouth yeah? Always willing to take someones cock like a good slut..."

"Fuckin' hell II, gonna make me bust a nut..." III groans as he undoes his pants, pushing his boxers down before taking his own cock into his hand.

Vessel watches as IV manages to take almost all of his cock into his mouth, just a bit before the base left out of IV's mouth as spit froths around IV's lips and Vessel's cock, falling to the floor between Vessel's feet. III and II watch as Vessel tips his head back with a loud but low groan as he cums, IV choking as he attempts to swallow as much as he can while trying to breathe through his nose. Most of Vessel's cum flows past IV's lips and onto the floor before Vessel pulls IV's head back, IV gasping for breath while cum falls from his mouth while he smiles at the three of them. III is lazily jerking off, IV shuffling over to take him into his mouth, quickly working III's cock in his mouth while grabbing II's cock and working a hand up and down. The three watch as IV works III's cock into his mouth more while working a hand over the head of II's cock as well. So say IV looks sinful is an understatement to say the least. Vessel grabs his phone from where it sits on the table, snapping a photo of IV on his knees while half under the table with II's cock in his hand and III's cock in his mouth.

"You look like a porn star." III teases, shuddering when he feels IV chuckle. "You can take dick like one anyways."

"I wouldn't tease him, he can easily blueball you." Vessel adds, watching from his seat with his dick half out and half hard.

"You wouldn't dare." III panics, looking down at IV, who pulls away and focuses on II instead.

II smirks at III as IV mouths along his cock, placing small kisses on the base and head before taking it into his mouth. IV turns it into a game, taking II in his mouth before pulling off and focusing on III. Vessel watches from the side, content on jerking off while IV teases the other two. Eventually, IV settles on his knees between them, II seated in the middle while Vessel is on II's right and III is on II's left. IV has II's cock in his mouth while he works his hands up Vessel and III's cocks respectivly, trying to get the three of them to finish at the same time or as close as possible. II pushes IV's head back suddenly, grabbing his dick and working a hand up and down at a frantic pace before shuddering and having his own spend land on IV's nose, between his eyes and on his chin. Vessel and III are close to follow, their own release landing on IV's cheeks as he sticks his tongue out to lick the liquid off of his face. 

"Fuck, new rule, no blowjobs at the dinner table." II pants, looking down at IV whos happily scooping cum off his face and licking his hands clean.

"Gotta agree with that one, not sure I can handle seeing IV or Ves on their knees under the table." III adds, his legs sticking out straight as he slouches in his chair.

"You have to admit, that was pretty hot." Vessel laughs, the others mumbling in agreement at his comment. "Though IV needs another shower or to go clean his face."

"I'll go clean my face off if you guys get Ves' bed ready for cuddles and maybe a movie." IV says from the floor, Vessel shrugging with a smile.

"Brush your teeth too, I am not dealing with cum breath." Vessel yawns, IV laughing as he heads upstairs to wash his face and brush his teeth.

The other three stay where they are for a moment or two before standing up and heading to get Vessel's room ready while II takes care of the dishes. Once IV is done neatening up, he heads into Vessel's room and sits between Vessel's legs with his back against Vessel's chest. III settles into bed on Vessel's left while II is on Vessel's right. Once all of them are in their spots, II turns on a movie, which is quickly forgotten when all of them fall asleep.

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"What is Ves like when he's bottoming?" IV asks as he sits in the living room with II and III.

"...he babbles a lot. And likes to be on his knees." III explains, IV tilting his head as he looks at III. "I've seen him crawl across the hall after II before, on his hands and knees."

"That actually sounds somewhat hot." IV admits, II laughing a little at IV's response.

"How about this. In a week I can help Vessel drop and we can help you through being a dom. See if you like it." II offers, IV nodding with a smile.

"Sure, I'll see what it's like." IV shrugs, the other two smiling at him.

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"What do you want to do?" Vessel shudders, watching II work a lube slicked hand up and down Vessel's cock.

"We're seeing what IV is like as a dom, and III isn't in the mood to bottom so, I'm helping you get there." II explains, grabbing the ash grey silicon cock ring.

"Do I need the ring? I'll behave and ask..." Vessel whimpers, II chuckling as he pours some lube on the silicon.

II is slow as he moves the ring down Vessel's cock, fitting it over the base of Vessel's cock as well as his balls, making sure the fit is snug but never painful. Vessel can't help but shudder at the feeling, biting back a moan when II works a hand up and down Vessel's cock. Vessel can feel himself slipping a bit, a tell-tale fuzzy feeling falling over him as he stares at the ceiling of II's room. Vessel sighs when II pulls his hands away from Vessel's cock, having it lay against his stomach while aching and hard.

"What collar do you want?" II asks, Vessel turning to look at him in dazed shock. "Words, Vessel. Use them."

"...grey one with the D ring." Vessel mumbles, II grabbing it and walking back over to Vessel to slip it around his neck.

"What are you for IV, II and I?" II hums as he slowly tightens the collar to the well worn indent it has.

"...a good boy and a toy."

"Good, just what I wanted to hear. How about you walk up and down the stairs but crawl everywhere else? Don't need you falling down the stairs and injuring yourself."

"Okay."

"What...?"

"Fuck, yessir."

"Good. I'll meet you downstairs, III is talking with IV on what you're okay with."

Vessel nods and watches II leave the room, the door clicking closed behind him. II heads downstairs and walks into the living room, listening in on III talking with IV.

"...doesn't that hurt?!" IV chokes out, III laughing.

"Not to Ves, he's gotten off on II smacking his ass with his drum sticks." III explains, IV's face red as he looks at II.

"Talking about Ves liking impact play?" II asks, III nodding as IV looks at II

"It seems so painful." IV mumbles, II walking over while nodding.

"Ves likes pain, he's a masochist." II shurgs, IV humming in response.

The three talk for a bit before they hear someone on the stairs, II making IV stare ahead of him and not at the stairs. III can't help but whistle when he sees Vessel, who gets to the base of the stairs and drops to his knees.

"Oh, you're trying to kill IV." III laughs, II smirking at him as Vessel crawls over.

"Alright, you can look IV." II states, IV looking over to see Vessel on his hands and knees while his cock hangs heavy and needy between his legs.

"Fuck, I want to do so much but I have no idea where to start..." IV mumbles, looking at Vessel who settles at IV's feet.

"Start where you want, you're leading." III shrugs, IV nodding as he focuses on Vessel.

IV simply looks at Vessel, who shifts on his knees and looks up at IV for some sort of direction on what to do.

"Hurry." Vessel grumbles, his head yanked back by IV who stands up.

"Oh...wasn't expecting that..." II chuckles, watching Vessel look up at IV with wide eyes.

IV holds Vessel's head back as he undoes his pants, pushing them and his boxers down.

"Come on, get my cock wet." IV instructs, Vessel shuffling forward and taking IV's cock into his mouth and swallowing around it. "Fuck, just like thet Ves...don't fucking choke, you can take it easily."

II and III sit so they can watch, Vessel whimpering as IV reaches his free hand down and pinches Vessel's nose so he has to pull completly off of IV's cock to breathe. Vessel reaches his hands up to grab IV's thighs, his hands being smacked away by the hand that used to be in his hair.

"Hand behind your back, no touching." IV grumbles, Vessel's hands moving to rest behind his back as he looks up at IV.

IV moves his hand away from Vessel's nose, pushing Vessel's head off of his cock as he sucks in a breath and coughs.

"Check in too, he can drop fast." II whispers to IV as they watch Vessel catch his breath. "We use a color system, green is comfortable and keep going. Yellow is slow or I need something and red is full stop with no questions asked."

"Color system, got it." IV nods, looking at Vessel.

"Green, green, more...fuckin' more please..." Vessel begs, having heard the word "color" and assumed they were asking him.

"Yeah? Like choking on my cock?" IV scoffs, Vessel nodding as he looks up at IV, kissing his waist.

II heads to his room for a moment before walking back with a somewhat thin bamboo cane for IV to use.

"Start slow, don't go for full swings immedietly. Build him up to it, this stings a lot for him." II explains, setting the cane in IV's hand. "Start. Slow. I'll step in if you need to step back for a moment."

IV looks over at II and nods, getting a kiss in return for nodding. IV looks at Vessel whos watching him with both interest and aprehension. IV grabs the D ring on Vessel's collar, pulling him around so hes kneeling on the couch with his elbows resting on the back of the couch.

"Count for me, alright? I'll start slow, you have three chances to mess up before I start to reprimand you." IV says, trailing the cane across Vessel's thighs and ass.

"Alright..." Vessel mumbles, II watching Vessel to see where he is.

IV starts slow, the impacts from the cane light and barely there despite Vessel flinching at the touch. III and II sit together as they watch IV, II smiling at how easily IV slipped into the role of being in charge of Vessel. As IV continues, the impact from the cane get louder and more intense. Red marks and welts slowly form as IV continues, his aim going higher up Vessel's legs, a resounding crack coming when IV hits Vessel's inner thigh.

"Yellow, yellow..." Vessel panics, IV immedietly stopping as II stands up to help.

"What do you need?" IV asks, II sitting back down as Vessel shifts how he's kneeling.

"No inner thigh, too close to the family jewels and I get too scared with impact gear near it." Vessel explains, IV walking over to stand in front of Vessel.

"Thank you for telling me Ves, is anywhere else off limits?"

"Back of my neck and the front of my chest. Never know if we're doing a small tour and I don't need questions."

"Of course, thank you for telling me doll."

Vesse can't help but sink a little at the name, IV gently kissing him. IV walks back to stand behind Vessel, running a hand down Vessel's back.

"May I start again?" IV asks, Vessel nodding as he shifts his weight on his knees.

IV starts again, starting slow again as Vessel whimpers out the count of IV's hits. Vessel's back, thighs and ass are soon covered on red lines, a good amount of them crossing over while others stand out against Vessel's skin.

"May I go harder on the last two?" IV asks, wathcing Vessel.

"Please...fuck, last two can be as hard as you want." Vessel whimpers, II raising his eyebrows.

Vessel has never been one to shy away from harsh play but to allow someone like IV to strike as hard as they want has never happened or been mentioned. Granted, II probably has more force behind his impact than IV or III do. Vessel takes a deep breath and braces for a hard impact, a low and almost feral groan escaping him when the cane makes contact with his ass, the impact location having blood appear and slowly roll down Vessel's leg, IV doing the same to the other side of Vessel's ass so it's as even as possible. II and III can't help but walk over and look Vessel over. His back, ass and thighs are covered in welts and marks that will no doubt bruise or at least be pretty tender as they heal. IV sets the cane down and walks over so he can face Vessel, gently kissing him while mumbling how good of a job he did. Vessel groans as he and IV make out, IV looking over to see III stretching Vessel out in a somewhat crude fashion, clearly on a mission. IV holds Vessel's face as he whines at the feeling of lube rolling down his inner thighs. III moves Vessel so he's standing up, his forearms leaning against the back of the couch.

"Fuck, look at you Ves, arching your back and presenting like a bitch in heat." III laughs, Vessel's cheeks turning red as he listen's to III. "Gonna let me fuck you're little cunt and cum in ya?"

"Fuck, yeah...yeah you can..." Vessel whimpers out, III laughing at Vessel whimpering.

III sets a hand on Vessel's shoulder as he presses into him, Vessel hanging his head as a high pitched moan escapes him. Moans are punched out of Vessel as III thrusts into him, III holding Vessel's hips as he ruts his hips forward. IV and II stand in front of Vessel, doting over Vessel and kissing him as Vessel pathetically whines as a bit of drool falls from his mouth and onto the couch.

"Fuck, tight as shit Ves. Everytime IV kisses you, you tighten up around me and try and keep me from moving." III taunts, Vessel whining as IV holds some of Vessel's hair out of his face.

"Doing such a good job doll, you're taking III so fucking well." IV smiles, Vessel nodding at IV as he lifts his head to look at IV and II.

III eventually groans and burries himself to the hilt in Vessel, Vessel shuddering as he feels III cum, the viscous liquid warm. Vessel can't help but whine when III pulls out, II and IV walking over to watch III's cum bubble and leak out of Vessel's puffy and somewhat stretched hole.

"I'm done, fuck...need to be done...can't take anymore, need to be done..." Vessel chokes out, his voice breaking due to his throat being dry.

"Alright, you're done Ves. Can you tell IV thank you for a fun scene?" II asks as he helps Vessel stand up.

"Thank you for a fun scene IV, was a good change of pace..." Vessel smiles, IV's heart racing when Vessel thanks him while smiling.

"I had fun too, do you want help getting cleaned up? I...I did draw blood." IV admits, Vessel looking to II before looking back at IV.

"That would be nice, can you help me walk a bit?" Vessel requests, IV nodding and helping Vessel walk to his bathroom.

Vessel watches as IV starts a warm bath, adding some bath salts that they made. The salts are made with the same scents as the incense they use when talking to Sleep or when meditating or sleeping. IV moves Vessel so he can wipe off his inner thighs and ass, using a soft cloth while doing it. Vessel eventually settles into the bath, III marching in with snacks for Vessel to eat as well as a water bottle with cold water in it. Vessel smiles and thanks III with a kiss. The bath lasts a while, Vessel begrudgingly getting out of the bath so he can get dressed and get in bed so he can either fall asleep or just relax. III and II walk into Vessel's room to see Vessel asleep in his bed with his head in IV's lap while his hair is played with.

"I managed to get some ointment on him, he just fell asleep." IV explains, II nodding at him.

"He gets sleepy after he drops, you're doing a good job looking after him." II adds, kissing IV as III snuggles next to Vessel.

"Feels like I'm paying him back for looking after me when I drop." IV smiles, II settling behind Vessel so he and IV can talk.

III is pulled against Vessel's chest as he sleeps, the four males soon falling asleep as Vessel's overhead fan keeps them cool as all of them press close together.

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Vessel groans as he rolls over, shuddering when his half hard cock drags across the sheets, hearing IV whine next to him. The two must have slept in, the overhead fan still on as the two lay half covered by the sheets. Clothes from the previous night are set in Vessel's hamper, clean clothes set on his dresser while towels are hung up on the back of Vessel's door. The two are left alone in the manor, II and III in town to get some gear for IV for scenes as well as more food since they've been going through a good amount with all of the extra activities the four have been doing since IV officially joined the relationship and the extra food they've been adding to Sleep's altar when they pray or simply leave the god an offering. IV moves so he's under one of Vessel's arms, kissing his neck while gently biting too. 

"Fuck, what are you doing?" Vessel mumbles, IV ignoring him as he continues to bite and kiss Vessel's neck. "IV...slow down...still comin' back around after yesterday..."

IV ignores Vessel's half hearted attempt to push him away as he makes the taller male roll over, straddling his waist before kissing him. The two make out and roam their hands over each others bodies, greedy hands grabbing at available skin and clothes. The two are quickly falling into that soft and fuzzy head space thats comfortable when they're slipping. Vessel hadn't has the collar taken off from the scene the night before, though II had taken the cock ring off Vessel after he had fallen asleep. IV rolls back against Vessel's cock, Vessel's arms wrapping around IV's waist as the two of them make out. Vessel pulls away from IV, stumbling to II's room to grab something. IV sits on Vessel's bed, pressing the heel of one of his hands against his cock to try and lessen some of the pressure he's feeling as he waits for Vessel to return with whatever he's grabbing from II's room. Vessel walks back with a dark brown collar that has a tag on it, kneeling behing IV to put it on him. IV can't supress the shudder that runs down his spine as he feels Vessel tighten the collar around his neck. The pressue of the leather on IV's neck makes him tremble, a small moan slipping out as he reaches a hand up and runs his fingers over the brown leather that has silver hardwear.

"Good?" Vessel asks, IV nodding as his head swims further towards the subdued area he's getting used to settling in.

"Feels good, like it..." IV mumbles, playing with the tag before he looks at Vessel.

Vessel can't help but smile at IV before kissing him, the two falling onto their sides as the make out, their legs tangled together as they land on the mattress, grinding their cocks together while moaning into each others mouths. Vessel gasps and whines as he licks across IV's lips, feeling his cock twitch against IV's. Both are comfortably settled in that fuzzy head space they're learning nestle in comfortably, not registering that they settled there without III and II helping. IV's pajama pants are half on his hips, his cock pressing against his boxers while the head peeks past the waistband of both garments as Vessel's cock drags across the fabric of IV's pants. Vessel's movements turn frantic as IV holds his face in place while they continue to make out. IV's hips soon faulter as Vessel's cock kicks and twitches as he cums, the liquid being rubbed against IV's pants as Vessel accidentally bites IV's bottom lip. Drool and a bit of blood slolwy roll down IV's bottom lip and chin, Vessel leaning forward and trailing his tongue across IV's lips and chin.

"Ves...fuck...more." IV whimpers, pressing his chest against Vessel's.

"Yeah, why don't you two continue?" II's voice teases from the foot of the bed, IV and Vessel looking at him. "Having fun?"

"Yessir, found IV a collar." Vessel mumbles, IV sitting up to show off the collar Vessel put on him.

"Oh, picked a lovely one Ves, suits him well." II smiles, walking over and tilting IV's head to the side to look at the collar. "And it's my favorite one too, been saving it for IV. Why don't you two kneel on the bed and face each other, III and I want to have a bit of fun with you two."

IV and Vessel frantically move to kneel on the bed and face each other, stealing small kisses when II isn't looking. III and II walk over, II standing behind Vessel while III stands behind IV.

"IV, all I want and need you to do is keep an eye on Vessel and be vocal, thats all you need to do besides be a good cock sleeve for III, can you do that?" II asks, pushing Vessel's head down so he can look at IV.

"Yessir, I can be good." IV breathes out, feeling III kiss the back of his neck above the latch of the collar.

"Good answer." II smiles, III grabbing some lube before working on getting IV stretched out.

"Ahha...thank you III..."

III leans to the side and smiles at II while curling the ring finger and middle finger he has in IV. Vessel whines as he looks back at II, who walks off to his room for a moment before walking back with a soft bit of rope to use on Vessel. IV watches as II wraps the rope around Vessel's neck, tying a slip knot and pulling to tighten it, the pressure making Vessel suck in a breath as he shudders. Vessel can fee himself plunging deeper into that soft and floating headspace II is able to push him into, humming as he feels the pressue right against his Adam's apple.

"Sir, ca-an I ask what you're do-oing with Vessel?" IV asks as III presses the head on his cock into IV.

"Good job asking questions baby, Ves likes choking, almost as much as he likes impact stuff." II explains, wathcing III rut into IV.

"...may III try it with me?" IV mumbles, II looking over at III. "Please, want to learn..."

"That's up to III baby, he's in charge of you."

IV tilts his head back to look at III, licking his lips as he feels a hand wrap around his neck. III's pressure isn't rough but instead steady, his hands slowly tightening around IV's throat, feeling IV's Adams apple shift up and down when he swallows down a mouthful of spit. III holds IV up when he falls forward a litte, rutting into IV while groaning. II holds the rope taught as he presses into Vessel, rocking his hips forward as Vessel chokes out some gasps and wheezes a little as the rope presses against his throat. IV leans forward, arching his back as he lays his chest against the sheets. III's hands pinch the back of IV's neck, IV's body going slack due to the pressue from III's hands acts like a mamal grabbing their young by the nape of their neck.

"Fucking showing off now are ya'?" III laughs as IV nods against the sheets as he gasps and whines.

"Be-eing a good boy...doi-in' what you want..." IV mumbles out, lifting his head to look up at Vessel.

Vessel's chest arches out as his head tilts back, looking at II whos harshly fucking into Vessel with new found energy as he watches a few tears form in Vessel's eyes. Vessel reaches a hand up and grabs at the rope, IV surfacing a bit from the daze he's in, genuienly thinking Vessel is choking before he sees a smile form on Vessel's face.

"He's okay darling, he's slipping a little more." III explains, leaning forward and trapping IV against the sheets. "Fucker smiles like a maniac when II plays rough with him."

IV looks up and hears Vessel openly moaning as II holds the rope tightly as drool runs down his chin and across the collar and rope. The chokes sound animalistic and feral, Vessel's voice guttural and wet almost as II yanks on the rope one last time before pressing into Vessel as much as possible, sighing as he cums. III isn't far behind, pressing IV's face into the mattress as he thrusts into the male a few more times before sighing and going slack. III stands up after a moment or two, II releasing the rope as Vessel falls forward onto the mattress. Vessel and IV look at each other before disolving into a fit of snickering and giggling, III and II a little confused until II sees that part of Vessel's face is shiny with spit and drool while IV's hair is a mess and unruly. III pulls out of IV, who gasps and trembles before III picks him up and walks off to clean him up.

"Alright Ves, let's get you cleaned up. You can take a warm bath or maybe a shower if you have the energy." II says, running a hand down Vessel's back.

"Bath...want the collar on a bit longer. Please sir." Vessel mumbles, II smiling at him.

"Of course sweetheart, the collar can stay on as long as you want but I do want to take it off before you fall asleep." II hums, Vessel slowly standing up before turning and sitting on the edge of the bed. "And thank you for being so well behaved, IV behaved well too. The shared scene was the only punishment you two are getting for messing around while III and I were gone."

II helps Vessel move to the bathroom, starting another bath for Vessel before helping him into the bath. II sits next to the bath and helps Vessel wash off, running a soft washcloth across Vessel's back.

"Hey, IV is being a bit of a brat. Doesn't want the collar to come off." III says, standing in the doorway to the bathroom II and Vessel are in.

"Alright, can you watch Vessel while I talk to IV?" II sighs, III walking in as II stands up.

II walks to the bathroom IV is in, seeing him pouting as he sits in the previously filled bathtub.

"What has you so grumpy?" II asks, IV looking over at him.

"III won't let me leave the collar on...I like it. And I just got it, don't want to give it up." IV huffs, crossing his arms as II sighs with a smile.

"How about this sugar; you can keep the collar on until you start to fall asleep. At that point, the collar needs to come off. I don't need you having any marks from it." II offers, IV nodding as he wipes his nose.

"Okay, thank you sir."

II hums and kisses IV, helping him leave the bathtub before helping him get dressed in soft clothes. II walks down the hall with IV, seeing Vessel settled in III's room. IV crawls into bed next to Vessel, the two sharing a small kiss before curling up and dozing off. II and III settle next to each other, talking about the scene and how well IV is settling into the relationship and how he acts as a switch.

"He favors being a sub but can be a dom if he needs to be, I don't think he can swap like you or Ves can." II yawns, III humming as he looks at IV.

"We should probably show IV how fast someone can drop. I'm more than willing to work with you and Ves to show him." III adds, finding II's hand to hold.

"Ves will have to be willing to drop again, we should probably wait a week or two so he can have a break from back to back drops." II hums, resting his head on III's shoulder with a small smile.

"I'd also need to be in the mood to do swapping scenes, but I almost always am."

"Yeah, you damn horndog."

III can't help but snicker at II's comment, the two sharing a quick kiss before settling into III's bed around where IV and Vessel lay. II sits back up and undoes the collars both sleeping males are wearing, heading to a drawer in his dresser to put the collars away. III watches as II relatches the collars and sets them on the towel on the bottom of the drawer, not wanting to scratch the drawer or the collars themselves. Once satisfied with the care of the collars, II walks back to the bed and lays with his three lovers.

"G'night..." Vessel mumbles, IV grumbling out something similar.

"Good night you two, III and I love you." II yawns, watching as III falls asleep with a small smile.

II lays in the bed for a while, wathcing the three males sleep. Unable to sleep much, II stands up and neatens up the gear he has, contemplating getting IV a trunk/container for his own gear for both dom scenes and sub scenes. II grabs a cloth and some leather conditioner, applying it to the collars so they leather doesn't crack or flake off due to poor care. The collars are wiped down before being set back where they were.

"II, come back to bed. My back is cold." IV pouts, turning his head to look at II.

"Alright, was just cleaning some stuff up." II chuckles, walking over and laying with IV before placing a kiss on IV's forehead.

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"Can you explain it again?" IV asks, having some lunch with II.

"III is a switch, like Ves. He likes to be a top and a bottom, but is usually in an unsure mood." II explains, IV taking a bite of what he has for lunch.

"So, how does that work? Do you act as the dom to get him to slip and someone else acts as another sub or...?" IV questions, tilting his head as he looks at II.

"I usually act as the dom, yes. We haven't really done a scene with III settling in the middle of both head spaces, so having you there might help keep him grounded if you'd like to join Vessel and I."

"Will Vessel be okay? You mentioned that he doesn't always do sub scenes..."

"I think he'll be okay, III isn't typically a harsh dom so Ves will probably be okay. If not, we have the color system in place.

"Alright, I'll watch."

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Vessel can't help but whine, feeling III rutting against his strained cock, II having fitted him with the same cock ring as a few nights earlier. IV sits at the desk in III's room, watching him and Vessel make out and rut themselves together. He has to admit, it's hot watching two of the men he's dating grind against each other, sweat making their chests shine a bit under the overhead light. IV reaches a hand down and adjusts his cock, squeezing the base. He's desperate not to cum immedietly as he watches the two male drool and moan openly, though Vessel is drooling more than III is.

"Fuck, you look amazing under me Ves..." III mumbles, Vessel looking up at him in a dazed state. "Absolutly fucked out and perfect for me..."

IV watches as Vessel whines and shifts against III, Vessel throwing his head back against the pillow as a moan flows past his lips. Compared to the babbling Vessel was doing with IV, he's quiet and pliable to III moving him. III grabs Vessel and harsly flips him over before rutting against Vessel's slicked and prepped entrance.

"Fuck, please fuck me III, please...been good..." Vessel whimpers, grinding back against III as best as he while III presses Vessel's chest to the mattress.

"Yeah? Been a good fuck toy? Like having me rut against you?" III taunts, a hand moving to Vessel's hair.

IV swallows down a choked moan as he watches III press into Vessel, rocking his hips forward until his hips are flush to Vessel's ass. Vessel can't hide the shudder that works its way down his spine, III snickering at Vessel. III ruts his hips forward, a whine flooding past Vessel's lips as the head of III's cock drags across Vessel's prostate. IV watches as the tag on Vessel's collar knocks against the chain choker he's wearing, the metals clinking together as IV keeps an eye on both Vessel and III. IV keeps a hand around his cock as he sits in the chair, sighing as he watches the two. IV looks over when he hears the door open, seeing II standing there.

"They playing together well?" II asks as he walks over to IV, leaning against the chair IV sits in.

"Yup, having a lot of fun. III's cum like...two times just from fucking between Ves' pecs." IV smiles, turning and looking at II.

"III put a collar on him, must be leaning into the dom side more today." II hums, kissing IV as they listen to III and Vessel.

The two pull away from the kiss, watching III bite at Vessel's neck, clearly hoping to leave marks and potentially break skin.

"What does III like stuff wise?" IV asks as II moves to sit in his lap.

"He likes impact play like Ves, though not as heavily as Ves does. He loves hearing peoples voices, it's why he makes Vessel talk all the time no matter what headspace he's in. He love's to hear Vessel call him names when Ves is fucking him but also loves to hear Ves wimper like a whore." II hums, an arm around IV's neck.

"Hmm...I like hearing people talk, though collars intice me more...which is something I learned when Ves put the collar on me. Other than that, I don't know. Doing the scene with all four of us was really fun." IV admits, smiling at II.

"Thank you for telling me, I'll keep it in mind. Now, should we let them play for a little bit longer before I step in?"

IV and II look over at Vessel and III, watching as Vessel lays on his back while III thrusts into him, the sound lewd as Vessel squeaks out moans as II and IV can hear the squelch of III's cum in Vessel as he's fucked.

"I think it's your turn with III, Ves might need a break." IV hums, II moving off of IV's lap to get onto the bed.

III leans back, bumping into II. III looks at II, swallowing as he looks at the shorter male.

"My turn to play, be a good boy okay?" II taunts, IV watching as II places a collar around III's neck and tightens it.

III chokes out a whine, the collar tightened one hole past where it usually is. 

"See? Learning something new today." II hums, kissing III's neck as he works on his breathing with the added pressure on his neck.

Vessel stares at II in a dazzed state before II pushes III down to kiss Vessel.

"Be a good fucking boy and kiss Ves. I think he deserves it." II says, his voice flat as IV shifts in the chair he's in.

"Fuck, II...gimmie a sec..." III whines against Vessel's mouth, II watching the two.

"Kiss. Ves. Be a good fucking boy." II sneers, watcing III shudder before kissing Vessel.

Vessel whines into III's mouth, licking into it as III ruts against Vessel while II kneels behind the two of them. IV watches with keen eyes as II reaches a hand between III's ass, wrapping two fingers around something before tugging, III falling forward.

"Aw, forget about what I made you add to your outfit today?" II snickers, III resting his face against Vessel's chest.

"D-Don't tease..." III whines, his voice muffled against Vessel's chest.

II hums as he teases the toy out of III, IV watching with interest as lube drips from the glass plug III had nestled in his body.

"Look at you, gaping like a whore as I hold something that was giving you pleasure. Really are a whore aren't you?" II laughs, III's face red as he tries to curl in on himself while still his cock is still nestled inside Vessel.

"Please, please fuck me II..." III whines, IV's eyes a little wide at how quickly III switched from telling Vessel what to do to begging II for something.

"Yeah? Want someone to tell you what to do? Why don't you get Vessel hard and leaking and I'll fuck you when you do? That sound good?" II laughs, biting at III's ear with a smile.

II and IV watch as III whimpers while fucking Vessel, sweat falling from his nose as he looks at Vessel. III's hands are planted on Vessel's pecs as he bucks his hips forward. II leans to the side, watching Vessel's cock, smiling as it twitches and leaks precum as III rolls his hips forward.

"Think you got Ves good and leaking?" II asks, III frantically nodding as he looks down at Vessel.

"Please, please, please. Been good, got Ves where you want him..." III whines, turning to look at II over his shoulder.

"You did, want me to fuck you now?" II hum, his voice teasing as III nods again.

IV watches as Vessel looks up at III and II, his eyes distant as he leans his head to the side.

"Hey good boy, want some water?" IV asks, Vessel slowly nodding as he register's IV's voice.

IV nods and leaves the room to get Vessel a bottle of cold water so he can stay laying down. II bucks into III who surges forward and into Vessel more. Vessel and III choke out a moan at the same time, Vessel whimpering as his cock twitches and leaks onto his chest. IV walks over with the water bottle, tipping it so Vessel can have some. IV looks at II, chewing on his bottom lip.

"II, can I take the cock ring off Ves?" IV asks, II looking at him while fucking into III.

"He's been a good boy, you can. III on the other hand, I'm not too sure about. Been fuck a whiny bitch for me." II sneers at III, IV gently pulling the cock ring off of Vessel.

It doesn't take much for Vessel to cum, arching off of the bed with a broken moan as he gasps and grabs at IV's arms. II grabs III and pulls him back and out of Vessel, III whimpering as he's fucked. II might not be the largest of the group, but he knows how to move and manuver in such a way he can make the person he's with wimper and beg for more.

"Fuck, please can I cum?! Please, so close, please sir may I cum?!" III begs, IV looking over as he watches III with interest.

"Want to cum all over Vessel's chest and paint him with it? Make him a bigger mess than he already is?" II taunts, reaching a hand down and grabbing III's cock before mercilessly jerking him off.

"Ah, ha oh fuck, please II, please been listening to you so well today, kept the plug in all day, please been wanting to get fucked by you all day..." III whines, leaning his head back on II's shoulder.

IV sits next to Vessel as III cums, the thick liquid landing on Vessel's chest, IV leaning down and licking it off of Vessel's chest while looking at II and III. II and III watch IV, III catching his breath as he looks at Vessel.

"You two did so fucking well, Ves took you like a master and you did so well switching headspaces...so proud of you III." II smiles, making III look at him.

"Did good?" III mumbles, II and IV nodding at him.

"How about I go start a bath for you and Ves, you both need to get clean." IV hums, gently kissing III.

II keeps and eye on III and Vessel as IV starts a warm bath with some bath salts. II walks with III to the bathroom, settling into the bath before Vessel joins him. The two stare at each other while IV and II get the bed set up for all of them, getting clean sheets on the bed. IV walks back into the bathroom and helps Vessel take the collar and choker off, II taking the collar off of III. It takes a minimal effort to get Vessel out of the bath, IV helping dry him off while he sits on the bed, II sighing as he looks at III.

"I need you out of the bath sweetheart. It's time for you to get in bed, you need the sleep." II sighs, III looking up at him. "Come in, Ves and IV are already in bed, you want to join them, right?"

"Can we all cuddle together? Like usual?" III asks, II smiling at him.

"Of course, we're ready in bed for you. IV got you some snacks and a water bottle." II smiles, holding a hand out to III.

The two spend a bit in the bathroom getting III dried off and in some boxers. Shuffling out, III settles next to Vessel, grabbing the water bottle IV had filled up. All four settle in bed, Vessel and III slotted together with IV and II behing them. IV groans, getting up and turning on the fan so no one gets too warm as they sleep. Thank the God they worship that every bedroom has an overhead fan in it.

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"Wanna try bottoming?" III asks as II chokes on his coffee while standing in the kitchen."

"What?!" II wheezes out, sputtering on his coffee.

"Do you wanna try bottoming?" III repeats, II setting his mug of coffee down.

"...fine. You're helping me get ready."

III smiles and rushes off and grabs some things from Vessel's room while II walks to his room. It's kind of nerverwracking to think of bottoming but he trusts III.

"Hey, got what I need." III smiles, II looking at him with a small smile. "You okay tiny?"

"Nervous, never really bottomed before." II mumbles, III kissing him with a hum.

"We'll go slow, at your pace." III explains, moving to kiss II while cupping his face.

II sighs and moans into the kiss, III holding him close before pushing the drummer to lay on his back.

"Don't have to do anything, just let me take care of ya." III mumbles before kissing II's neck and rutting against him.

II sighs as he feels III rut his clothed cock against II's.

"Fuck, III...shit..." II whimpers, his shirt being pulled off by III.

"Relax baby, let me look after you." III mumbles, II shuddering as III ruts against him.

"III, please..." II whines, not used to being this needy.

He's used to being on the other end, making the others needy and beg for more. It's kind of nice, to have someone else looking after him. II shudders when he feels III drag his tongue across II's cock, focusing on the head and slit. III is in heaven as he tastes II's precum leak onto his tongue, his eyes rolling back a little. III's focus comes back when he feels II bucks his hips up into III's mouth.

"Ah fuck, III..." II whimpers, III meeting II's thrusts with equeal force. "Shit, III, baby..."

III smiles as he listens to II whimper and beg. While working II's cock in his mouth, III slicks up and couple fingers before slowly pressing one into II. II's breath gets caught in his throat when III presses a finger into him.

"Oh fuck, III!!" II chokes out, throwing his head back as III takes more of II into his throat.

III smiles around II's cock while rocking the finger in and out of II, waiting a few minutes before slowly adding a second one in.

"III~!" II whines, his back arching off the bed slightly as III pulls off of the drummer's cock.

"Easy baby, I have you. Doing so well takin' 'em." III smiles, kissing II's chest with a smile.

II turns into a stammering mess as III works a third finger into II.

"III, please, please...please fuck me, please...been patient." II whimpers, feeling III pull the fingers free.

"Can I try something? Just you and me, can immedietly stop if you want." III requests, II slowly nodding at him.

"Mhm, can try." II mumbles, slipping into a completely headspace than he usually does when with one of them.

III smiles and grabs something that he brought into the room. II registers the snap of a cap being opened,  his head laying against a pillow as III drizzles some lube onto something. II shudders when something semi hard but smooth slides across his loose and slicked entrance.

"What is it?" II asks while sitting up.

"Something new I got. Wanted to try it with Ves but why not you? You're first time and it's new." III explains, II laying back down as III presses the silicon cock into him.

III had stretched him out decently but it does start to sting as III presses more into II. III soothes the burn a little by pouring more lube onto the faux cock, II sighing at the lessened burn.

"There ya go, just like that." III priases, II whining at both the stretch and the praise. "Doing fuckin' amazing."

II stares at the ceiling, a little dazed as III pulls the dildo out a bit before pressing it back in at a decent pace. It's not bad, having someone look after you and pleasuring you. Maybe II should let III do this more frequently, the dazed feeling is comforting as his body rocks forward with III moving the silicon. II lifts his head when he feels something knocking against his skin.

"Whats that? III, what's that??" II whines, III moving and kissing him while cradeling his head.

"Knot. At the base of the dildo, Ves loves them." III explains, moving the dildo into II again.

".......think it'll fit?" II mumbles, III's face lighting up.

"We can try."

II tilts his head back a bit, III leaning down and kissing him. II shudders at the stretch of III diligently working the knot into the smaller male. As more of it works into II, who claws at III's arms at the stretch while the two share kisses.

"Hey, look at that. Got the knot in like a fuckin' master." III praises, II shuddering at the feeling.

"Feels like it's in my stomach..." II whines, III kissing him.

"Doing so good baby, taking it so fucking well...fuck, even Vessel would be jealous," III teases, II's face going red at the idea of Vessel seeing. "Want Ves to see? Think he'd kiss you stupid?"

II nods and looks at III as he texts on his phone. It takes mere minutes before III hears Vessel's motorcycle come down the manor driveway before parking. III holds back laughter as Vessel runs up the stairs while taking his riding gear off on his way to II's room. While Vessel gets closer, III pulls II so his back is leaning against the bassist's chest. Swinging the door open, Vessel sees II lounging against III's chest. It takes a moment for the whole scene to register with Vessel. He climbs into the bed and pulls II into a bruising kiss, mumbling praise against his lips as III's hand wraps around II's cock and jerks him off.

"Look so fucking hot II, fucking hot as shit. Taking it like a fucking master, look so fucking good with a knot shoved in you." Vessel rambles while III jerks II off at a quick pace.

"Ves, fuck, feels good...please, please can I cum? III is bein' mean..." II whines, Vessel looking at III.

"...I said to wait." III mumbles, Vessel sighing.

"III is playing mean, you can cum. From what I can tell, you've been fucking amazing. You can cum baby, show III how fucking good he's making you feel." Vessel instructs, II whining as III presses the dildo further into him.

Thats when II sees imaginary stars when the head of the dildo knocks against his prostate, III and Vessel shifting when II arches off the bed and cums. For being on the smaller side, Vessel and III are a little shocked at how much the drummer can cum.

"Fuck, just like that baby, just like that." III praises, jerking II off while slowly working the faux cock out of II. "Look so fucking good, so fucking hot covered in lube, cum and drool"

"Have to agree, though we'll worry about that later. What do you need baby?" Vessel asks, cupping II's face as he lazily looks at the others.

"...bath. 'm sticky." II mumbles, III walking off to start a warm bath with some of II's favorite bath soaps.

"From what I can tell, you did amazing sweetheart. I'm sure III told you how well you did." Vessel smiles, gently kissing II's neck.

"Said I did..." II mumbles, half there as he lounges in the bed.

"I have to agree." Vessel teases, a hand on II's stomach.

III walks over and nudges II.

"Hey, bath is ready. Ves can hangout with you while I get you some snacks and water." III explains, II rolling over to look at him.

"Warm bath?" II mumbles, III and Vessle chuckling.

"Yeah, warm bath." III laughs, Vessel picking II up and walks him to the bathroom.

II is settled in the bath, Vessel sitting on the counter as II soaks in the bath. III walks back into the bathroom and sets a bowl of chopped strawberries on the counter before sitting on it with Vessel.

"Ya missed it, was a rambling mess." III hums, II slowly blinking as he sits in the bath.

Vessel slides off the counter and offers II some of the strawberries, the drummer looking at him before opening his mouth.

"Little prince, getting hand fed." III teases from the counter, Vessel more than happy to feed II.

"Yeah, well the prince deserves it." Vessel smiles, kissing II's forehad.

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It didn't suprise any of them that Vessel has a motorcycle, it fit his personality. But what did surprise them is the gear he needed to wear to make sure he was safe when riding. II and III manage seeing Vessel in his gear and helmet fine, IV doesn't. The guirtarist would feel flush and stammer through sentences whenever Vessel wore just the gear, no helmet. But GOD the helmet did something to IV. Maybe it reminded him of Vessel's stage mask since it hid his face, maybe it's how stern the singer had to be with his voice for anyone to hear him. Whatever it is, IV begs Sleep every night for Vessel to lay him over the kitchen island and fuck him while in his riding gear.

"What has you pulling your gear on, it's gonna rain out." III hums, watching Vessel from their shared bathroom.

"Sleep mentioned something to me so I'm listening." Vessel explains as he adjusts his gloves. "I'm not the one whos riding."

"...do II and I need to leave?" III teases, Vessel's silence telling him everything. "And we're leaving."

III walks out of the bathroom to get II, the two leaving and passing the kitchen.

"Where are you two going?" IV asks, watching II grab an umbrella for later.

"Giving you and Ves space." III explains, him and II leaving as IV looks around before seeing Vessel standing on the stairs. "Have fun!"

IV stares at Vessel who has all of his gear on, Vessel flicking the visor down as an almost feral smiles makes it's way across IV's face. Vessel walks down the stairs, IV moving to sit on the counter before licking the visor when Vessel walks over.

"This is going to fog up so fast." Vessel snorts, opening his visor slightly.

"Good, I want it to." IV smiles, Vessel undoing his gloves before grabbing some lube they all have hidden in the kitchen.

Vessel undoes IV's pants, pulling them down until they hang off one of his ankles before doing the same with his boxers. Two of Vessel's fingers are coated in lube before he presses both of them into IV, enjoying the gasp that comes from him.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck..." IV whines, screwing his eyes closed as Vessel works his fingers into IV.

"Just like that, lemme work you open." Vessel praises, his voice rough and a little loud so IV can hear him.

"Ves, Ves, oh fuck, feels so good." IV whimpers, Vessel pouring more lube onto his finger before pressing a third in. "Fuck~!"

Vessel smiles behind his visor as he watches IV's eyes roll back a bit as his mouth hangs open. Moans tumble from IV's mouth as Vessel works him open more and more. Due to the type of gear Vessel is wearing, he has 2 sets, he undoes a button by his neck and pulls the zipper down as far as it'll go. IV whimpers as Vessel curls his fingers against IV's prostate, the submissive male whimpering and shaking as Vessel grazes the pads of his fingers over that bundle of nerves. IV, with some of the energy he has saved up, props himself up on his arms. Vessel's chest is on display as IV looks, the tendril like tattoos wrapping around his sides before stopping on his stomach. Vessel pushes the full body suit off of his arms so it bunches around his waist, shimmying it down his waist a bit more until he can free his cock.

"Fuuuck, was leaking into my underwear. Fuckin' aching and hard just from getting you stretched out." Vessel mumbles, IV catching his breath as he looks at Vessel.

"Ves, please...please fuck me, please..." IV whines, watching Vessel slick up his own cock before pressing into IV. "Fuuuuck, Ves~!"

"Just like that, fucking perfect." Vessel huffs as he snaps his hips forward and has IV slide across the marble counter.

IV's hands reach behind him to grab the edge of the counter to keep himself from sliding around too much, Vessel pulling his gloves back on before applying some pressure to IV's neck. IV's eyes roll back a bit as he moans, Vessel smiling behind his visor as IV pants and moan.

"Oh fuck Ves, fuck, thank you...fuckin' better than I thought." IV moans out, some drool at the corners of his lips.

"Guess begging Sleep worked." Vessel teases, pulling his helmet off so he can properly kiss IV.

IV whines into the kiss, Vessel holding IV's hips while fucking into him with new found energy.

"Ves, Ves, Ves, Ves..." IV whimpers as he claws at Vessel's arms before Vessel lifts him up so he's sitting. "Fuck, shit, deep...fucking deep..."

"Doin' so fuckin' good IV, taking' me so fuckin' well." Vesssel huffs, IV looking at Vessel with a smile. "Theres the smile I was looking for."

"Get to see you without the helmet while you fuck me." IV teases, tilting his head back when Vessel bucks into him.

The two continue for a while, eventually getting to IV bent over the counter on his chest as Vessel fucks into him. They had forgotten about IV's dishes so a glass had slid off the counter but didn't break. Thank you Sleep. IV gasps as Vessel fucks into him, holding the back of his neck.

"Fuck, fuck, shit Ves..." IV whines, his cock leaking onto the floor as both males work on catching their breath.

"Come on, you can cum...you got it IV." Vessel pants, losing a bit of energy before he feels IV tighten around him with a low groan. "Fuck, just like that baby, juust like that."

IV lays limp on the counter as he and Vessel catch their breath, Vessel pulling out and watching his cum bubble out of IV.

"We've been on the porch for an hour, can we come in??" III whines from the front door, Vessel and IV looking over.

"...yeah, we need to get cleaned up..." Vessel sighs, IV boneless on the counter as III and II walk into the manor.

"Smells like sex and sweat." II laughs, rubbing IV's back as he catch his breath.

"I can't feel my lower back..." IV groans from the counter before Vessel picks him up.

II and III clean up the kitchen while Vessel and IV get cleaned up.

"...the pillow I dropped down here is stained..." III sighs as he holds up a pillow thats stained with IV's cum.

"Ooohh, unlucky." II teases before walking over and kissing III. "I'll help you find a replacment."

"Alright, that or I can have IV get me one since he's the one who ruined it." III groans, II snickering as he picks up the glass IV had knocked over.

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"Hey, look what I found." III laughs as he emerges from the basement.

Vessel looks over when he hears the bassist's voice, seeing him wearing a cowboy hat they had gotten on tour. Vessel smiles as he looks at III, the light brown hat a stark contrast against his black hair.

"You know the saying 'save a horse, ride a cowboy'?" III teases, Vessel thinking before his cheeks turn red.

"Yeah." Vessel mumbles, watching III in all his shirtless glory.

"Save a horse...ride a bass player." III taunts, a thumb hooked over the waistband on his pants before tilting the hat down.

"Okay."

III smiles and pulls Vessel to his feet, leading him to the singer's bedroom. Vessel pulls his clothes off as III settles in the bed, undoing his pants button and zipper before pushing them down. Vessel crawls onto the bed, kissing up III's cock before taking the head into his mouth.

"Fuck, just like that Ves." III groans, feeling Vessel's throat constrict around his cock.

Vessel gurgles a bit as he takes more and more of the bass player into his throat. It's intoxicating to III as he watches, Vessel pulling of off the cock before spitting onto it. III watches Vessel spit onto two fingers before dipping a hand between his legs and working himself open while choking on III's cock. Moans tumble from Vessel, III rutting his hips up and into Vessel's mouth.

"So fucking good Ves, so fucking good." III sighs, a hand in Vessel's hair while III tilts his head back against the headboard.

Vessel moans even more as the tips for his fingers graze over his prostate. III watches, enamored as Vessel works a third finger into his aching hole.

"Alright, thats enough Ves, come sit on my cock." III instructs, Vessel pulling his mouth away as spit falls from his tongue and mouth.

Vessel shuffles forward to kneel over III's cock, jerking him off a bit before sinking down. III shudders at the heat of Vessel, groaning and tipping his head back. III's eyes flutter open when he feels the hat lifted off his head. Vessel sets the hat on his own head, smiling as he uses his knees and lifts himself up and down III's cock. Moans are punched from Vessel as he drops onto III's cock, panting and setting a hand on III's chest. Vessel's other hand is settled on the bed between III's legs, Vessel's hips canted backwards a bit as he shifts up and down III's cock. III moves Vessel's feet so he has them planted fully on the bed.

"Both hands on my thighs, lean back." III huffs, Vessel pausing to do as III wants. "Just like that Ves, fucking amazing."

Vessel whines as he moves himself up and down the cock thats burried in him to the base everytime he drops his weight. III watches Vessel, smiling at him as the hat sits slanted on Vessel's head.

"So fucking good baby, feels fucking amazing." III praises, bucking into Vessel which makes the singer's pace faulter.

Vessel moves his legs so hes on his knees/shins, gasping as his hands land on III's chest. III grabs Vessel's waist, planting his feet on the bed before fucking up into Vessel. It's a game, Vessel slows when III speeds up. Vessel lifts a hand and hooks two finger over his bottom teeth, drool running down his fingers and hand. III watches as the drool shines in the light, falling from Vessel's chin as he's fuked into by III. Drool and spit swing a bit as Vessel is bounced in the air by III, the fingers relaxing before falling to Vessel's side.

"Oh fuck, shit, III, please, please, more. Please fuck me more III, need it. Fucking need it so much, please keep fucking me." Vessel begs, III smiling at him as he picks up his pace.

"Just like that Ves, so fucking pretty for me while arching your back and letting me fuck into you." III smiles, one hand on Vessel's hip while the other trails up Vessel's chest.

"Fuck, please, 'm so close, fuck. Please, please keep fucking me III, please. Need you so bad sugar, please. Need it so damn bad, don't pull out, fuckin' cum in me." Vessel whines, desperate for III to cum.

III raises a hand and pulls Vessel's head back by his hair from under the hat, broken gasps and moans escaping Vessel as he grinds down to meet III's thrusts.

"So fuckin' close Ves, taking me so well." III smiles, Vessel gasping as he meets III's thrusts by dropping his weight.

"Can I cum? Please, aching to..." Vessel whimpers, III nodding at him.

"Do it, cum." III instructs, Vessel arching and lowly moaning as he drops down onto III's cock for one last time.

III's cock kicks as he cums, twitching and filling Vessel. The two stay there for a minute, III watching the hat slide off of Vessel's head.

"Alright baby, come lean down and cuddle." III says, Vessel all but falling onto III's chest. "Just like that baby, did so well."

"IV will be jealous, he wanted to see me wear the hat." Vessel mumbles with a smile, III laughing.

"That why it was in the basement by the work bench?" III laighs, Vessel nodding against his chest.

"I think so at least..."

III runs a hand down Vessel's back, humming a bit as they lay in bed. III pushes his pants and boxers down, kicking them off his ankles when he gets the chance. Vessel is asleep by now, softly snoring against III's chest.

"Sleep well Ves, did fuckin' amazing." III smiles, kissing the top of Vessel's head.

"...I'll need a shower later." Vessel whispers, III laughing at the whisper of Vessel's voice.

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III stands by the edge of the stage, IV reaching and tapping two fingers against III's nose.

"Can I wear the hat? Heard Ves rides you if you do." IV teases, III glaring at him through the eye holes the fabric masks have.

"There might be a second one floating around in the crowd, try and grab it." III huffs, turning to walk away before IV snatches the hat and rushes off before III can go after him.

Vessel watches as IV runs to his spot, the rest of the concert running its course. Vessel wallks backstage, a hand finding it's way to the back of IV's neck to hold him in place.

"What was your plan?" Vessel mumbles, IV shuddering at the pressure.

"Wanted the hat...heard you and III." IV whimpers, Vessel's grip tightening a little.

"Give the hat back to III then meet me in my changing room." Vessel instructs, releasing IV's neck before walking to his changing room.

IV stands where he is, looking at Vessel as he walks off. IV looks down at the hat in his hands. He walks over and hands it back to III before heading to Vessel's changing room. Vessel sits on the chair in the room, lazily jerking himself off.

"Over here, in my lap." Vessel instructs, watching IV walk over and sling a leg over Vessel's waist.

IV stays quiet while in Vessel's lap, looking at the singer. Vessel reaches up and pulls the mask off of IV, a hand on IV's throat which makes his squirm. The pressue isn't immense, just enough for IV to know Vessel is in control.

"Lean forward, lean against me." Vessel instructs, IV moving and leaning against Vessel's shoulder.

Vessel undoes IV's pants, pushing them down before spitting onto his fingers before working one into IV. The guitar player gasps and whimpers, rocking back against the finger in him. Vessel allows it, humming as he listens to IV.

"Fuckin' typical. Stealing whatever you want, be it a hat or your own pleasure." Vessel scoffs, hearing IV whimper against his shoulder.

"Fuck, Ves, more..." IV whimpers, rocking back against Vessel's fingers.

"Needy shit." Vessel sneers, raising a hand and striking IV's ass with a loud smack.

"Ah~! Fuck!"

Vessel smooths a hand over the area his hand hit, feeling IV's legs trembling a little. Vessel works two fingers into IV in quick sucession, a strangled moan escapes from IV as he ruts back against Vessel's fingers. Vessel spanks IV three more times in quick sucession, one on where he hit earlier and two on the other side. Vessel grabs IV's hips and drops him onto his cock, a broken moan escaping IV as he leans his head back with wide eyes. Vessel grabs IV's thighs and lifts him up before "dropping" him back onto Vessel's cock.

"Oh fuck, shit, Ves..." IV whines, tearing up a little at the sting of the stretch.

"Should have thought more before stealing." Vessel huffs, bucking into IV in time with lowering him onto his cock.

"Shit, shit, fuck me Ves, feels so fuckin' good..." IV whimpers, feeling Vessel's cock twitch at the praise.

"So fucking needy, riling everyone up and acting like a brat on stage."

"Oh fuck, keep talking..."

Vessel scoffs and fucks into IV even more while a hand settles on IV's neck. IV gasps and shudders as Vessel thrusts into him, biting at IV's neck and shoulder. Vessel leans IV back, IV wrapping his legs around Vessel as he leans back while being fucked into. Vessel moves and sets IV in the chair, pretty much bending IV in half while fucking into him. IV gasps and moans as Vessel moves, sweating even more of the body paint off. IV moans and begs Vessel to keep moving, drooling and tearing up.

"Fuck, Ves, please...please more, fuck me more, feels so damn good, please..." IV begs, grabbing at Vessel's arms.

"Fucking needy and begging for my cock, why can't you be this lenient on stage?" Vessel sneers, IV gasping as his cock kicks against his stomach/abs.

"Harder Ves, FUCK, please!!" IV cries, Vessel silencing him with a kiss as IV moans into his mouth.

IV lasts maybe two more minutes before cumming, Vessel tumbling over the edge with a low groan while he cums. It's overwhelming for the two of them, IV's legs twitching from the stretch as well as the orgasm he went through. Vessel pulls out and watches cum bubble out of IV as he slouches in the chair, sweaty and on edge. Vessel stands in front of IV, his cock covered in his own cum and spit while hanging over the waistband on his pants.

"Hold me, I need the contact." IV whimpers, Vessel putting his cock away before picking IV up and holding him close.

"Want to stay in my bunk tonight?" Vessel asks, pulling IV's pants up enough for him to look decent.

"Mmm, please. Need some cuddes after that." IV hums, Vessel walking out of the changing room before walking to the bus.

II and III watch Vessel step onto the bus while holding IV. The two go back to their conversation as Vessel helps IV get settled in one of the bunks before sliding into the bed area.

"They so fucked." III teases, II sighing as he shakes his head.

"And? We're all active with each other." II shurgs, throwing a drumstick at III.

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II sits in IV's lap, reading a book as IV plays with II's hair. II shifts his weight, dragging across IV's half hard cock. He had been doing the same action for the past hour, IV half hard in his pants as II drags his ass over it.

"What are you trying to do?" IV groans, looking at II.

"Rile you up. See what happens." II teases, caught off gaurd when IV makes his lay on his stomch. "IV...?"

A choked out moan escapes II when IV's hand lands across both of the drummer's ass cheeks. IV pulls II's sweatpants down before doing the same to his boxers so the flesh of II's ass is free. IV cups a hand and smacks it across II's ass, the sound echoing around the room. A whimper escapes II as IV's hand lands on II's other ass cheek, his free hand gently rubbing the previously hit cheek.

"Stop rutting against my thigh, count the hits." IV says as II shyly nods.

"Okay." II mumbles, IV humming as he ruffles II's hair.

"We'll start over for now, count off." IV instructs, spanking II on both side in quick succession while II counts them.

IV smiles and tugs on II's hair, spanking him again and II leaks pre-cum onto his boxers.

"Oh fuck, IV..." II whimpers, rutting against IV's thighs. "Th-That was eight..."

"Good job baby, can feel your cock twitching." IV praises, II whining.

"Need to cum so bad, please..." II begs, IV smirking.

"Stradle my waist bay."

II moves and stradles IV's waist, sighing at the change of pressure against his cock. IV lifts the back of II's hoodie up before harshly spanking him, the sound echoing longer than the pervious ones had. II's head falls backwards with a low groan, trying to rut his cock against IV's chest.

"Keep your hips still, hate to have to start over." IV sneers, II choking down a whine.

"Please, please IV, please keep spanking me, feels so fucking good." II whines, tearing up a little.

IV spanks II four times in a row, each harder than the last. Broken moans come from II as he's held by IV. IV looks down and sees a wet spot forming on the front of II's sweatpants since his boxers had moved.

"Fucking leaving II." IV teases, hearing a broken moan from II as his ass is kneaded by IV.

II sniffles, looking at IV with teary eyes. The drummer is rutting agaist IV's chest, panting and begging.

"So fucking good for me II, doing so well. Fucking amazing, ass looks so fucking great covered in hand prints." IV smiles, hearing II sniffling a bit.

"Achey...good achey..." II whines, the sensation of the spankings fading which leaves a dull ache and sting as he ruts against IV's chest.

"Keep going baby, keep rubbing your dick against me." IV hums, a hand over the top of II's cock so theres some pressure against it.

"Oooh fuck, IV..."

IV smiles and continues to knead II's ass, listening to II moan as he ruts his cock against IV's stomach. IV's heart swells a little when he hears II squeak as he cums, the liquid staining IV's shirt as II bucks his hips forward slowly as he comes down from the high of the orgasm.

"Hey, slow, breathe." IV instructs, II choking on a breath for a second before swallowing a mouthful of spit.

"Fuck, I need to ice my ass." II whines, IV chuckling before kissing II.

"We might have some ointment somewhere." IV explains, lifting II up and walking to one of the two bathrooms.

"My ass needs it."

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Vessel hums as he holds II close, the two making out in Vessel's bed. II's hands trail down Vessel's chest, holding his hips while grinding against the singer.

"Safe word?" II asks, Vessel looking at him.

"...cucumber." Vessel mumbles, looking at II. "Color system too?"

"Always Ves, always." II chuckles, kissing across Vessel's neck amd across his adams apple.

The two get undressed, II smothering Vessel in kisses while lazily jerking Vessel off. It's slow and intimate, something Vessel loves while II grows impatient.

"Roll over, on your stomach Ves." II instructs, Vessel rolling onto his stomach before moving the pillow so his face isn't shoved into it.

Lube slides down Vessel's thighs as he feels II pour some onto Vessel's slightly prepped entrance. It's nasty II's hands slide down Vessel's side, rutting into Vessel as he chokes out a moan. Vessel whines as he turns his head, refusing to let his face press into the mattress. A moan slips from Vessek as he feels II rut into him, a hand reaching down to grab Vessel's cock. II moves his hand up Vessel's cock, squeezing a little as Vessel whines in desperation.

"Fuck, II..." Vessel whimpers, feeling his whole body shift against the sheets.

"So fucking good Ves, feel so fucking amazing around me." II groans, a hand on the back of Vessel's neck.

II barely notices Vessel tense up at the pressure on his neck, groaning at the feeling of II's cock hitting his prostate. Vessel leaks onto the sheets, lowly moaning as II fucks into him. It's rough and everything Vessel loves about II. But something isn't settling right in Vessel's stomach as II fucks into him. He's trying, he's hard and leaking as II fucks into him but that usual lust isn't bubbling to the surface.

"Oh fuck II, fuck, feels good." Vessel whines, trying to push down the urge to mumble out that he needs II to ease up.

"Taking me so fucking well Ves, feels fucking amazing." II smiles, grabbing Vessel's hair before pressing his face into the sheets.

Vessel grabs at his throat, struggling to get a solid lungful of air as his vision blurs and he grabs at his throat.

Vessel tenses more than II expects, moving his hand off of Vessel's head.

"Ves...?" II mumbles, pulling out of Vessel before setting a hand on Vessel's back.

"Red...fuck, red." Vessel whimpers, II quick to pull a pillow under Vessel's head and cradle it.

"What are you needing, Ves, talk to me." II asks, watching Vessel curl up a bit.

"No...no pressing my face into things. I...I need to breathe."

"Okay, thats a hard no. No breathing restriction."

II sits with Vessel's head in his laps, watching Vessel slowly go limp as his brain comes around and permits Vessel to realx.

"What did you see? I...I'd like to know maybe what caused the history for not liking it." II asks, his voice quiet.

"...just...something happened and I felt like I was drowning. So, it feels like I'm suffocating no matter how gentle the pressure." Vessel mumbles, looking up at II with somewhat teary eyes.

"Okay, no choking or pressing your face into pillows or sheets. It'll be a rule, no one pushes it" II hums, Vessel looking up at him.

"...do you want to go again? Just...let me face you. Please."

"Ves, do you want to? You just flat out stopped."

"Please, please II, need it."

II moves and sits on Vessel's hips, grinding back against Vessel's cock. Vessel's hands find their way to II's waist, bucking up as his cock slides between II's ass. Lube slides across Vessel's cock as the head of it catches on the rim of II's entrance.

"Fuck, Ves..." II huffs, a hand reaching back to jerk Vessel off. "Want me to sink myself down onto your cock and grind down?"

"Please, please II." Vessel whimpers, his grip on II's waist tightening.

II fumbles around the bed before grabbing the bottle and pouring some more lube onto Vessel's cock before lifting his hips and sinking down onto it with a low moan.

"Fuck, feels so damn good Ves. Fucking amazing, your cock feels amazing." II shudders, rock down onto Vessel's cock.

"Thank you II, thank you..." Vessel mumbles, lazily bucking into II. "Thank you..."

II smiles and bounces onto Vessel's cock a bit harder, Vessel moaning even louder at the feeling of II's ass metting his hips. Vessel pulls II down with each thrust, II leaning his head back with a loud moan as Vessel swallows. The two stay in that position for a bit, II sitting straight before leaning down and kissing Vessel. II's hands are settled on Vessel's shoulders, moaning into Vessel's mouth while he's fucked. It's intmate, something Vessel wanted while also a little rough when Vessel pulls II's head back to kiss at his neck. For how rocky it started, the two are settled and comfortable as they make out. II squeaks when Vessel rolls onto his side, holding II to his chest while roughly rutting his hips up.

"Fuck, Ves, right there. Right there Ves, so fucking good right there." II whines, gasping as Vessel leaves a trail of bites and dark marks along II's throat.

"II, baby, 'm close...'m so close, can I cum?" Vessel whimpers, in a foggy enough state to ask for permission.

"Do it, cum. Fuck it into me baby, keep going." II demands, a hand finding it's way into Vessel's hair before pausing.

Vessel thrusts into II a few more times before stilling, II shuddering as he feels Vessel's cock twitch while pressed deep into the drummer. The two lay there, II legs all the way at Vessel's hips while he leans back despite being on his side.

"...I need a shower after that." II mumbles after a minute or so of silence filled with the two of them catching their breath.

"We both do, I have your cum on my chest." Vessel huffs, the hint of a smile evident in his voice.

"Mmmm, cuddles first. You need it Ves, did a lot." II hums, Vessel nodding while nudging against II's neck.

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II groans as he stretches his arms forward, feeling arms curl around his waist and short nails dig into his hips.

"Well aren't you grumpy when you wake up." II teases, hearing IV grumbles behind him.

"Stop moving." IV huffs, his arms loosening when II's hands find their way to IV's hair.

II leans up and peeks over IV's body, squinting to allow his eyes to focus on the digital clock IV has. 6 am, neither Vessel nor III are awake at this point since both sleep hard and heavy. IV holds II's hips and rolls onto his back, II laying on IV's chest.

"Aren't you clingy in the morning." II teases, IV nosing at II's neck while sighing.

"Just...want you close." IV admits, shuddering when II's hand trails down his chest.

IV is someone who sleeps mostly nude, wearing just boxers mainly. II's nails scrape across IV's stomach, dragging over the dusty blonde trail that hides under his boxers. II moves to lay on IV's left side, one of IV's hands/arms behing II's back to keep him there. II pushes IV's boxers down, the garment pushed down to the guitar players thighs. IV's cock sits against his hip while half hard, leaking onto his semi-tanned skin. II's hand wraps around IV's cock which twitches and kick as a bead of pre-cum bubbles from the slit and lands on IV's stomach. IV's breathing quickens a bit as he watches II's hand lazily move up and use the small amount of pre to help II's hand slide up and down with ease. II rests his head on IV's chest, smiling as he hears and feels IV groan and lean his head back on his pillow. They stay there for a bit, IV bending his leg at the knee as his thighs tense occasionally.

"Just like that, fucking perfect." II smiles, lazily jerking IV off while kissing his chest.

"Fuck, II, shit..." IV whines, watching a semi continuious dribble of pre-cum leaks down his cock and onto his stomach.

"Easy baby, I have you. Just let me take care of you." II hums, watching as a decently sized blob of pre land right below IV's belly button.

The opaque liquid smears around the dusty blonde hair that rests above IV's cock, some of the hairs sticking together. II moves and kneels between IV's legs, licking at IV's pubic hair in a desperate attempt to both clean IV off and get a taste of the viscous liquid smeared around.

"Fuck, II..." IV whines, staring at II as the two lock eyes.

II lays on his stomach/chest between IV's legs, kissing IV's thighs while occasionally biting and nipping at the skin. IV shudders as he feels II's breath against his thighs, balls and entrance, gasping and whimpering when he feels II's tongue drag over the barely loosened muscle.

"Fuck, II..." IV whines, choking on spit when II's hand squeezes the base of IV's cock.

II stays where he is, all too happy to lay with his face burried between IV's ass with his tongue sliding into the taller male. The two eventually get into a bit more intimate position, II kneeling while holding IV's hips high enough to continue to eat him out. IV is a mess, babbling and moaning as cum slides down his stomach/chest since II had gotten him to finish once so far. The two are taking their time, simply wanting one another to feel good. II has a pile of IV's clothes between his legs, grinding against them to get some friction as he eats IV out like a starved man.

"II, oh fuck." IV whimpers, one of II's hand wrapped around the base of IV's cock at the moment before slowly moving up towards the head.

II smiles as IV arches more off the bed, gasping and refraining from squeezing II's head between his thighs. Those glorious thighs that all the others in the manor love to lay on and worship. II slows, his hand moving away from IV's softening cock as II moves so IV is laying fully on the bed.

"How much time do you think we killed?" IV asks, his voice a mere mumble as II lays next to him.

II looks at the clock again, a little caught off gaurd.

"Getting you to cum twice took two hours. It's 8." II explains, hearing Vessel's door creak open as he walks down the hall.

IV hums and pulls II closer, kissing him. The two lazily make out for a while, hands grabbing what they can of the other. By the time the two leave IV's room, their lips are slightly swollen and red while II has bruises forming on his hips from IV holding them so tight.

".....you two look like you had fun." III taunts, II in too good of a mood to scold III.

"I fucking love early mornings." IV mumbles as he trails behind II.

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Day shows aren't favorites for the band, but they are able to spend time after the show outside instead of packing up and sleeping on the bus. It also means that they have more time to themselves to spend time and unwind. IV watches as III and Cressida slink into the main bus they have which the guys all stay on, not that the girls don't have their own bus thats parked a little further away. Sliding the door closed, III is pulled into a kiss by Cressida, walking back towards a living area on the bus.

"Fuck, slow down, 'm not that fast." III huffs as he pulls his shirt off, Cressida tugging it off as well.

"Come on, been waiting the whole damn show. Watching Vessel literally grind against IV did NOT help me." Cressida pouts as she damn near rips III's shirt.

III pulls his shirt off, kissing her again as she works on pulling her outfit off. She had taken all of the chains off earlier so theres no risk of anything getting broken or ripped. The two stumble back towards the living area, Cressida landing on the couch as III pushes his pants off. The two pause for a moment when they realize they're wearing dorky socks.

"Aliens?" III chuckles, looking at Cressida's socks.

"Tetris...? Really?" Cressida laughs, looking at III's socks.

"Hey, my checkered ones are dirty." III huffs, Cressida holding a hand out towards III.

III leans down and kisses Cressida, the two grinding against each other as III kisses down her neck. While making out and marking Cressida's neck, III's hands move to play with her breasts and pulls at them a bit before squishing them together. Cressida snorts as she watches III play with them, allowing him to mess around with them.

"Alright big boy, enough of playing with my tits. Either stick your dick in me or eat me out." Cressida states, pulling on III's hair since his mask has been long forgotten on his bed.

III moves Cressida so she's propped up by some pillows, kissing down her sternum and stomach before moving lower and dragging his tongue across her cunt. Cressida reaches a hand down and grabs at III's hair, pulling and grinding down against his face. III's hands move to hold her hips, moving to match her rutting and grinding. III eventually holds her hips in place as he drags his tongue over his clit, occasionally wrapping his lips around it and sucks. The whole time III is working Cressida, his eyes are on her, watching everything she does and how she reacts. Her head is thrown back as she moans and pulls on III's hair as he presses his tongue against her clit while sucking.

"Oh fuck, III, shit, baby, ease up..." Cressida gasps, panting as III ignores her and doubles down on his efforts. "Fuck, III!!"

III pulls back momentarily, sucking in a lungful of air before going back to what he was doing. Cressida smacks a hand over her mouth as III continues to lick and suck at Cressida's clit, pulling his face back when she cums and a small trickle of squirt lands on his cheek. III hums, sliding his fingers through Cressida's folds before sliding a finger in with minimal resistance. The two lazily make out as III slides a second finger into Cressida, both moaning into each others mouth. III moves and kneels between Cressida's legs, using whatever slick he can get on his fingers onto his cock. Cressida wraps her legs around III's waist, holding him close when he slides in.

"Fuck, been waiting for hours..." III groans as he slowly moves his hips, Cressida sighing as he moves.

"Feels so good baby, perfect." Cressida sighs, allowing III to pick the pace as he rocks his hips forward.

"Shit, soaked and warm..." III mumbles, hands on Cressida's hips as he moves and snaps his hips forward after a few minutes.

Cressida lounges against the couch in the area they're in, one of III's knees on the couch while the other leg is straight with his foot planted on the ground. III leans down and kisses Cressida, the two clawing at skin as they make out and III ruts into the backup singer.

"I'll be back in a second II, I need to grab my portable charger from inside the bus. Yes, my phone is about to die. It's at 5%..." IV says from outside of the bus, walking up the two steps to the door before opening it.

III and Cressida are too caught up to hear the door swinging open, III happily rutting into Cressida with his face between her breasts. IV stands in the walkway betweens beds that leads to the living area. IV gets a full view of III's cock sliding into Cressida, wether he wants to or not as he stands by his bed. He blindly feels around for his portable charger, grabbing it from under his pillow before scrambling off of the bus. III leans back a little when he hears IV slam into a wall before the door slams closed. Cressida tilts her head, III shrugging before turning back to her and kisses her.

"Someone walk in?" Cressida mumbles against III's lips as he fucks into her.

"Maybe, IV's pillow is on the floor..." III pants, sweating a little as he snaps his hips forward against Cressida's ass.

"Focus on me pretty boy, keep fucking me." Cressida huffs, her chest bouncing with every one off III's thrusts as he looks at her.

His eyes are soft, the same softness Cressida sees when he looks at the boys. The two continue for a while, III sitting on the couch with Cressida facing him while boucning on his cock. III sighs and moans as Cressida drops down onto his cock while cupping his face.

"Such a good boy letting me fuck myself on his cock like a good little fuck toy." Cressida praises, III's breath hitching at the praise.

"Fuck, been hearing Ves haven't you?" III grumbles with a smile, Cressida laughing a little at how blissed out he sounds now.

"Just a hunch, which you confirmed." Cressida chuckles, kissing III while dropping herself onto III's cock with a good amount of force.

III leans up and kisses Cressida, the two wrapping their arms around each other before III holds Cressida in his lap as his cock kicks and he cums. The two sit there for a moment, catching their breath as the AC kicks on for the first time since they got on the bus. Cressida turns her head and sees Vessel's black stained hand begin to slide out of the door since he had turned the AC on for them.

"Thanks Ves." III laughs, Vessel's hand pausing before giving the bassist a thumbs up.

"He knows when everyone needs something." Cressida smiles, III nodding as he rests his head against her chest. "Sleepy?"

"A little...you can probably head and stay with the girls and Sam, less of a sex smell. Guys and I can handle it." III hums, Cressida laughing at the offer.

"Honestly, might take you up on that offer. As much as I'd love to lay and cuddle, I need to not sleep in a bus that reeks of sex."

III barks out a laugh, Cressida sliding off his cock before grabbing her clothes and pulls them on. III pulls his boxers and pants on before handing Cressida the chains that drape over his chest and hips.

"Thank you, I had a lot of fun and it was really nice." Cressida hums, kissing III before leaving the bus.

Once she steps off the steps, Cressida sees Vessel and II looking at her. Theres no judgment on their faces as she looks at them, II giving her a knowing smile as she walks to the other bus. Vessel, II and IV wait until Cressida is on the bus and they hear laughter and gossip before they head onto their bus. III sits in the living area, dirty pillows and casings on the floor.

"Hey, none of you can complain, I pulled off dirty pillows and cases." III says as he crosses his arms.

"I need payment for emotional damages, I saw my boyfriend fucking one of our backup singers." IV whines, III throwing a few singles at him. "...that works."

II and Vessel get changed for bed, ignoring IV and III making out in the living area as Vessel slides into his bunk after setting IV's pillow where it belongs.

"You two better get in bed before II starts throwing things." Vessel yawns after an hour, hearing the thud of bodies landing on the floor before the padding of feet and water running.

"Threat always works." II snickers as he pulls himself into Vessel's bunk since Vessel has a taller bunk he has to climb into.

"Always. Now settle and sleep." Vessel shrugs, his voice quiet as III and IV get in their bunks.

"OW, stop kicking!" III huffs, IV accidentally kicking the bassist as IV pulls himself into his bunk.

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Vessel steps into his room in the manor, looking up when he hears something. Sitting on his bed is IV, chatting with Lyra since the girls are visiting to catch up between tours. The two are chatting and showing photos they took, Vessel smiling at IV before walking over and kissing his cheek.

"Hey, escaped from III and Cressida?" IV teases, Vessel groaning in response as Lyra snickers as well.

"They keep making sex jokes, I can't handle it." Vessel mumbles, IV kissing his cheek back.

"Seems you don't really mind it." Lyra taunts, crawling acoss Vessel's bed before dragging a finger up his increasingly harder cock.

"It's sex jokes...they sometimes do something." Vessel groans, IV watching Lyra as she kneels on Vessel's bed and pulls at his waistband.

Vessel stands still as Lyra pushes at the fabric, IV moving to kneel next to Lyra. Vessel sighs as he feels the heavy fabric of his lounge pants are pushed down to his knees. IV smiles at Vessel, a knowing smile as Vessel immedeietly shifts his boxers higher.

"Sorry, am I moving too fast? We can stop if it's too forward." Lyra says, her brows pinching together as IV hums.

"I-...It's not that, just something thats unique to me I guess." Vessel shrugs as he awkwardly rubs the back of his neck.

"Fucks sake Ves, just get on with it." IV huffs, yanking Vessel's boxers down to revealing something no one really expects.

Where you'd expect is a cock, big surprise. IV moves it to the side as it fills out a little, Vessel's face burning as Lyra stares at a second cock. It's a little shorter bit also thicker than the main one, filling out just as much as the one gently cupped in IV's hand.

"Do you have two sets of balls?" Lyra asks to lighten the mood, Vessel chuckling.

"No, just the one set. Cum a little more out of one than the other but just the main ones." Vessel explains as IV lazily moves his hand up and down the cock he's holding.

Lyra moves and lays on her stomach, a hand reaching up to grab the cock IV isn't holding. Vessel isn't new to having both played with but fuck does it feel different when it's IV's calloused hand and Lyra's moisturized hand with her nails scratching against skin. The two watch as Vessel relaxes, leaning his head back as the two continue to jerk off both cocks. Lyra leans forward and takes the head of the one she was working into her mouth, IV pausing what he's doing when Vessel whines at what Lyra is doing. IV smiles as he slowly lets go of Vessel's longer cock, Lyra quick to grab it and move her hands up and down it while suckling on the cock in her mouth. IV watches as Vessel looks down at Lyra, the lead singer sighing and relaxing at all the attention. IV moves to a bedside table and grabs something before shaking it. Vessel looks over when he hears IV shaking a bottle of lube to make sure it isn't settled too much and ready to use. Lyra pulls off of the cock she's been focusing on, swallowing a bit before taking Vessel's main cock into her mouth with a moan.

"Oh fuck, Ly..." Vessel groans as he looks down at Lyra before looking to the side and seeing IV fingering himself open as he watches.

Vessel chokes back a moan as he watches Lyra and IV, his focus bouncing between the two of them. IV eventually moves and whispers something to Lyra, who pulls off of Vessel's cock. Vessel watches as IV lays on his back, Lyra pulling her clothes off while IV does the same with his remaining clothes since he had pulled his pants and boxers off. Lyra settles on her hands and knees above IV, her cunt dripping onto IV's cock as they share a few kisses. Vessel looks at them, swallowing as he steps forward before nudging one cock into Lyra.

"Fuck, bigger than I was expecting..." Lyra groans, IV humming at her reaction.

"Need you to relax Ly, please..." Vessel mumbles, rocking his hips forward as Lyra relaxes as Vessel slides in a little more.

IV puts his hands on Lyra's hips, rubbing his thumbs in circles to help her relax. IV reaches down when Vessel pulls out of Lyra slightly before guiding Vessel's second cock into the guitar player. IV and Lyra both groan at the feeling as Vessel slides further into both of them. It's a little awkward for Vessel as he thrusts into the two of them, huffing a little at the pressure on both cock. Everything is overwhelming as Vessel rocks his hips forward, struggling to angle his hips right to knock against IV's prostate while also hitting where he needs to to help Lyra. Lyra whines as she angles her hips to help Vessel, listening to him gasp and whimper since it's  one less thing for him to worry about. IV smiles at Vessel as Lyra moves to kneel at an angle, thw two males leaning and meeting in a kiss as Vessel ruts into the two. 

"Fuck, there you go Ves, you can let go." IV huffs, Lyra squealing as she's fucked into by Vessel.

"Don't want to hurt either of you..." Vessel mumbles, Lyra smacking Vessel however she can.

"Keep fucking going, please..." Lyra begs, Vessel pressing his face into the back of Lyra's neck as he fucks into both of them.

Vessel groans as he presses a hand against IV's waist while the other hand holds onto Lyra's hip and pulls her back to meet his thrusts. IV rocks back against Vessel as he pulls on Lyra's hips, the two matching the singer's thrusts. Lyra drops her hips, clit rutting against IV's cock as they both rock their hips back to meet Vessel's thrusts.

"Yo, IV!! Where's the projector??" III yells from the hallway, IV too busy making out with Lyra to register III yelling.

"Maybe it's in the shed you fixed up, Ves might be napping or taking some time." Aisling says as she stands with III by the stairs.

"...nah, it's in a room I think." III groans as he walks forward, walking to Vessel's door.

As if Sleep is listening in, vines that are gold and black block the door, III and Aisling staring at the vines. They stand there for a moment, waiting to see if the vines will back off. They don't, if anything some more appear and black the door.

"And we don't check Vessel's room." Aisling cringes as she and III walk down the hall, talking about where the projector might be.

 Vessel pants as he holds IV in place, rutting into him as Lyra is on her back, staring at the ceiling as she catches her breath. Some cum leaks out of her pussy as she sighs, listening to IV gasp and grab onto Vessel as they make out.

"Fucking perfect, so fucking good for me IV, fucking amazing under me." Vessel mumbles against IV's lips, Lyra's brain rerunning what Vessel had said to her as she came.

"Tongue of vemon, laced with fucking sex." Lyra groans, slick and cum coating her inner thighs as she props herself up.

"Never get used to it." IV huffs, pulling on Vessel's hair with a groan.

Vessel hides his face against IV's chest as he cums, a low groan eminating from him as he hunches over. Lyra moves and runs a hand down Vessel's back, IV smothering Vessel's face in kisses. The three spend a little while getting organized as the vines lessen around the door, II and Cressida watching since they had gone to grab more blakets. The two stand there as IV pulls the door open, Lyra and Vessel behing him as they all lock eyes with II and Cressida.

".........grab some blankets while you're up here. Preferably without stains." II says as he walks towards the stairs, Cressida laughing as she follows.

"Yeah, we'll get blankets." IV smiles, heading to grab a bunch of blankets from his room.

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II wanders down the stairs, one of IV's hoodies keeping him warm as he wears just a pair of boxers to go along with it. Once he gets to the base of the steps, II looks into the kitchen and sees IV standing there with a bowl in one hand as the fork he was holding had clattered to the floor.

"Hi bear, getting something to eat?" II smiles, walking over as the sleeves of IV's hoodie covers his hands.

".....yeah. Wh...when did you raid my closet?" IV asks, finding his voice after a bit of silence.

"This morning. I didn't want to put pants on but I don't want to be cold so I stole a hoodie. Do you mind?" II hums, looking at IV with puppy eyes and a pouty lip.

"Mhm. More than okay."

II smiles and grabs a mug and a packet for a mug cake. IV watches II, his focus only on II's ass as he walks. II grabs what he needs before mixing it together and popping it in the microwave. As II waits, IV walks over and picks the drummer up and sets him on the counter.

"IVy, love, what are you doing?" II chuckles, cupping IV's face.

"...can I kiss you?" IV asks, II nodding with a smile.

II expected the kiss to be rough and full on tongue, but IV is soft and anything but rushed. II leans into the kiss, scooting around to press his chest against IV's. IV leans against II, his hands on IV's waist as the mug spins in the microwave. IV picks II up and moves him to the couch, setting him down before kissing along II's neck. II relaxes under the touch, IV's fingers ghosting across II's thighs and waist. He doesn't make any move to push II's boxers down, moving so II can grind against IV if he wants while laying down with his head propped up.

"IV, baby, my mug cake..." II pouts, looking at the kitchen.

"I'll make you a whole cake, relax. Please, just you and me." IV mumbles, his hands ghosting under the hoodie II is wearing.

II gasps, a shiver running down his spine as he looks at IV. IV looks at II with a small pout, blinking at him with a small burning ember of desire in his eyes. II squeezes IV's thigh since he can just barely reach. IV takes the squeeze as approval, pushing the hoodie up so he can kiss along II's chest and stomach, the kisses light and airy. II sighs as IV drags kisses lower and lower along II's stomach and the trail of hair that dips below the waistband of the boxers.

"IV, love, wh-...what are you doing?" II mumbles, sighing again.

"Loving you, showing my appreciation." IV smiles, kissing across II's slowly hardening cock.

II sighs and lifts his hips off the couch a bit, IV nosing against the semi damp fabric. II gasps as he feels IV drag his tongue across the head of II's cock. Pushing II's boxers down, IV kisses along II's hips, small bites left in IV's wake as he spins II so he's sitting up and facing the TV. IV kneels on the ground between the couch and the coffee table, smiling up at II. IV kisses along II's thighs, his hands ghosting across skin that has goosebumps appearing behind IV's trail of touch. 

"IV, baby, please. Please can you touch me, please." II mumbles, IV looking up at him with a soft smile.

IV drools onto his hand before grabbing the base of II's cock, squeezing lightly before moving his hand towards the head.

"Oh fuck, IV..." II whimpers, watching IV slowly move his hand.

"Good job love, just relax for me." IV hums, kissing II's inner thighs as he twists his wrist on the up-stroke.

II shudders and relaxes against the back of the couch, his head falling back. IV scoots closer, taking II's cock into his mouth. II gasps and sits up before slumping back down with a whimper. IV stays where he is, swallowing as he just holds II's cock on his mouth. II's body is slack as he sits there, his head tilted back before rolling to the side as IV looks at him.

"Holy shit IV..." II mumbles, shuddering when IV swallows around his cock.

IV smiles before slowly pulling off of II's cock, a thick string of saliva connecting his tongue and the head and length of II's cock.

"Fucking shit baby, can you go again? Was so fucking close..." II mumbles, licking his bottom lip as IV's hands run up II's inner thighs.

"Of course love, just sit and relax." IV smiles, kissing the head of II's cock before swallowing it down to the base.

"Fuuuck, thank you baby." II hums, reaching down and running a hand through IV's hair.

IV hums as he swallows around II again, pressing his nose against II's pubic hair as he relaxes. II sighs and rocks his hips forward, hearing a muffled gurgle come from IV with every shallow thrust. IV sighs through his nose, blinking up at II as he continues to swallow around II's cock. IV pulls back a bit when he feels II's cock twitch and hit the roof of his mouth, swallowing down whatever he can as II shakes a bit and moans. II nudges IV away with a foot when he feels IV swallow more and more to try and clean II's cock off.

"Easy, fuck..." II huffs, pushing IV away fully.

IV smiles as he wipes his mouth, looking at II. IV helps II pull the hoodie down before leaving to grab him a new pair of boxers. Jogging down the stairs, IV tosses the boxers to II who catches them before pulling them on. IV settles on the couch next to II, pulling him close with a smile.

"Note to self, wear stockings next ti-" II starts, laughing when IV smacks him with a pillow.

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II huffs as he walks down the hall, Vessel's room open as he hears II grumbling. Standing up, Vessel walks over to II and pushes him into his room before closing the door.

"Clothes off, lay down on your bed." Vessel says, II looking at him with a confused expression. "I'm helping you calm down, undress and on the bed."

II nods and pulls his clothes off before climbing onto his bed. Vessel moves and props II up with some pillows, kissing him as he feels around for one of the many bottles of lube that they have in the manor. II moans into the kiss, hearing Vessel pop the cap of the bottle after shaking it. Vessel pours a blob of lube onto his fingers, pressing the calloused pad of a finger against II's rim before fully sliding it in. 

"Ves, fuck..." II groans, feeling the pressure and mild burn of Vessel sliding his finger in more and more until II has taken it to the base.

"Easy sweetheart, relax." Vessel mumbles against II's lips, pulling away from the kiss to set his hand on II's hips before gently squeezing the base of II's cock.

II groans, feeling Vessel adjust his wrist and move that one finger at a decent pace. A squeak escapes II when Vessel pulls the single digit out, pouring more lube on his hand before pressing his middle and ring finger in. Vessel meets a bit of resistance when pressing the two fingers in, the thumb of his other hand rubbing circles just under II's balls which makes the drummer's cock twitch and balls draw up for a moment.

"Such a good boy, letting me treat you so well." Vessel smiles, watching as his fingers sink into II with a lude squelch from all the lube he's using.

"Oh fuck Ves, shit...." II groans, rocking back against Vessel's fingers while trying to get some friction from Vessel's grip on his cock.

"Just relax II, I have you. Just let me look after you and treat you well." Vessel seems to purr, leaning up and barely kissing II.

Vessel watches as II's cock twitches and seems to leak precum, listening to II gasp and pant as he mumbles about how close he is. 

"Ah fuck, Ves, please...'m so fucking close, please keep fucking me." II begs, eyes half closed as he feels the pads of Vessel's fingers graze over his prostate everytime Vessel pushes his fingers back in.

Vessel watches a large glob of precum bubble from the slit of II's cock, pausing all movement as II's eyes flutter open and he whimpers.

"No, Ves, please...please let me cum, please. Need it so bad, please." II whimpers, Vessel humming as he watches II.

Some of II's bangs stick to his forehead due to him sweating a bit as Vessel kisses his cheek. Vessel waits a couple extra moments before gently holding the base of II's cock and sliding his finger back into II again. II's hips lift off the bed, Vessel pushing them back down as he continues to fuck his fingers into II. Vessel continues to edge II, managing to bring the drummer to tears as he hiccups and begs for Vessel to let him cum.

"Vessel, love, baby, beloved, please...please can I cum? Fuck, please...need to so bad, been such a good boy letting you look after me." II whimpers, gasping as his hips lift off his bed before being pressed down again.

"One more angel, one more." Vessel says, gently kissing II as he hiccups and sniffles.

"Okay, fuck...okay." II huffs, evening his breathing as Vessel slows his movements while his fingers around the base of II's cock loosen.

II sighs as he watches Vessel, humming as the knot like feeling in his stomach loosens as he feels Vessel's fingers fully stop and lay on his stomach. II closes his eyes, ready for Vessel to start.

"Don't need to stop yourself, can cum when you want baby." Vessel says, II nodding as he blinks at Vessel.

Vessel presses the heel of his palm just above II's cock, quickly sliding his fingers into II as the drummer gasps and kicks his feet a bit. 

"Vessel, baby, fuck...shit, thank you...fucking amazing, oh shit..." II whimpers, Vessel's free hand moving to jerk II off as cum rolls down his cock.

"Doing such a good job II, my good boy. Taking my fingers so damn well, fucking four of 'em sliding into you." Vessel praises, II choking out a gasp as his back arches off the bed as his heels dig into the mattress.

"Oh fuck, shit shit shit, Ves..." II squeals, Vessel's pace somehow picking up a bit as II gasps and struggles to focus on Vessel.

Vessel's movements slow as cum spurts from II's cock, slowly milking II as he gasps and arches away from Vessel due to a bought of sensitivity works its way through his body. Vessel pulls his hands away, grabbing a random shirt to slowly and gently wipe II off as he trembles a bit while he comes around. II turns towards Vessel, reaching for him so he can be held. Vessel picks II up, holding him close as he walks to a bathroom thats close, turning the bath faucet on to start a warm bath. II sits in Vessel's lap on the floor as the bath fills up, steam rolling off the top of the water. The bath goes fast, II clearly wanting to sleep as Vessel wipes him down. Swaddled in a towel, Vessel crosses the hallway to IV's room, pushing the door open to see III and IV look over while an obscenly overdramatic porn video plays from III's phone thats between the two.

"...I'm grabbing II clothes then leaving, go back to whatever mutual touching you two were doing." Vessel says, grabbing one of IV's pajama sets before backing out of the room with II on his hip.

Vessel walks to his room and sits in bed with II's back against his chest. II huffs when the towel is moved, shivering a bit as Vessel gets him dressed. Vessel heads downstairs to watch some TV with II, humming when III and IV join them.

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Vessel had strapped a harness on before going on stage, one of the stage crew members helping do the sleek red leather harness. The leather strains against Vessel's pecs and ribs while the collar presses against his throat whenever he swallows or talks. Singing is different with the collar on, feeling the leather strain against his skin with every twist of his body as he slinks across the stage. Lyra gets a glimpse of the harness, humming as she watches III stumble at the sight since Vessel had kept the robe "closed" while backstage. The audience loves it, screaming and taking photos of Vessel as he stalks around the stage. The concert ends after just over an hour, Vessel wandering off stage. Once he's backstage and away from most of the crew, Aisling and Lyra pull Vessel into their dressing room by the center point of the harness.

"Have to admit, the harness does look good on you." Lyra hums, looking up at Vessel with a smile.

"Don't mind the pressure, kind of grounding." Vessel shrugs, Aisling walking over and pushing Vessel to his knees since he's busy talking to Lyra.

Vessel looks up at Lyra and Aisling, black bodypaint being sweat off as he kneels in the dressing room. Aisling looks to Lyra, the two mumbling to each other as Vessel stays kneeling. He's nowhere near subbing out but he'll play along, his mask staying on as Aisling and Lyra pull their masks off and start to undress. Aisling sits down on the couch in the changing room, wiggling her jumpsuit down enough her underwear is on display. Vessel moves closer and presses Aising against the couch, leaning his head down to drag his tongue across her underwear.

"Fuck! Shit, wait..." Aisling huffs, the edges of Vessel's mask pressing against her thighs as Vessel continues to lick at the singer's clothed cunt.

"Holy shit..." Lyra mumbles, turning and watching Vessel.

Aisling whines as Vessel pulls back for a second, pulling Aisling's underwear to the side before pressing his tongue against Aisling's cunt.

"Holy shit, fuck..." Aisling whimpers, lifting a leg up to rest a foot on Vessel's shoulder.

Vessel's mask rides up as he presses closer to Aisling, nose bumping against the singer's clit as Vessel's tongue slides between slick covered folds. Lyra stands by them, her pantsuit pushed down to her waist as a hand dips past where the fabric is bunched up. Vessel huffs as his tongue presses into Aisling, Lyra watching as she arches off the couch and reaches for Vessel's hood. Aisling gasps as she grinds against Vessel's tongue and mask, moaning as Vessel looks up at her through the gaps in his mask as he continues to fuck his tongue into Aisling. Lyra squeals when Vessel pulls her closer by her legs, pushing her panutsuit down more before also moving her underwear. Vessel is quick to drag two fingers across Lyra's cunt before pressing the fingers into her. Lyra folds forward at the waist, a hand on Vessel's head so she has some sort of support as Vessel both eats Aisling out and pumps two fingers into Lyra.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." Lyra whines, rocking her hips against Vessel's fingers as his thumb presses against her clit. "Fuck!!" 

Vessel pulls away from Aisling, grabbing Lyra by her bra and pulls her around until she sits on Aisling's lap. The two are sitting in such a way they're both on display to Vessel, slick from both of them falling to the changing room floor.

"Perfect, almost like I've seen something similar before." Vessel taunts, Aisling shuddering under Lyra when she remembers seeing a photo Vessel had taken of II laying on III with both of them on display.

"Please..." Lyra whimpers, Aisling swallowing when she feels Vessel slides a couple fingers across her cunt.

"You did ask nicely..." Vessel shrugs, still on his knees when he drags his tongue across Lyra's cunt.

"Oh shit, fucking hell..." Lyra moans, leaning back against Aisling.

Vessel looks up at the two of them, sliding his fingers into Aisling while his tongue works it's way into Lyra. The bottom of Vessel's mask knocks against Lyra's clit, making her lean her head back while rocking against Vessel's face/tongue. Aisling gasp and moans, rolling her hips down against Vessel's fingers and thumb.

"Holy shit the guys are fucking lucky..." Aisling chokes out, Lyra squealing when Vessel laughs a bit at Aisling's words.

Vessel continues to kneel on the floor, allowing Aisling and Lyra to grind against his fingers/tongue in whatever pattern they want. The two have played his game and are reaping their rewards as they want. Vessel pulls his fingers out of Aisling just as a trickle of liquid escapes her, Lyra not far behind. The two watch Vesse sit back on his heels, his chin somewhat clear of the body paint due to having his face pressed between the two women's thighs.

".....we're covered in the body paint aren't we?" Aisling sighs, Vessel huffing in amusment with a nod.

"I assure you I look much weirder." Vessel admits, Aisling and Lyra laughing when they focus on Vessel.

Vessel's bottom lip and jaw are nearly free on the paint, some still smeared around as the rest is watery and slick. Vessel stands up, pulling Lyra then Aisling to their feet before handing them a towel so they can clean up where they need to. Waiting until after the two are dressed, Vessel leaves the dressing room to see Cressida leaning against the wall with a smirk. Vessel watches her, his whole body lurching to the side when a hand reaches over and grabs the center point of the harness. He's dragged around a corner and towards the bus.

"Good luck to Vessel..." Lyra huffs, poking her head out of the changing room as Aisling adjusts her clothes.

"Mmhmmm..." Cressida scoffs, walking over to grab some of her items from the dressing room.

The three pack up their items, leaving to a secondary bus they have that is smaller. As they walk past the main bus, they hear a loud thud followed by IV's laugh and muffled talking. (Vessel was walking to take the harness off and III grabbed the back and pulled)

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III knocks on Vessel's door, watching Vessel pull the door open.

"Hi, happy birthday." III smiles, Vessel humming in response.

"Thank you, I have no idea what to do, never really celebrated my birthday." Vessel shrugs, III finding one of Vessel's hands to pull him downstairs.

"II and I set something out for you." III hums, Vessel being steered to the kitchen.

Settled on the counter is a plain black frosted cake with some red and blue accents, no candles in the cake or lit. Standing next to the cake, bent over the counter on his phone is IV, shifting his weight side to side. IV is wearing obscenly short shorts, showing the bottom of his ass as he stretches forward and further across the table. Vessel steps forward, standing behind IV while staring at IV ass. II holds his tongue, not wanting to laugh and give anything away. II and III grab the cake, cutting themselves slices while Vessel hooks a finger around the waistband before pulling and releasing it to have it snap against IV's skin.

"Ow!" IV whines, turning to see Vessel staring at him. "...hi, you caught me off guard."

"Stay where you are, don't move." Vessel huffs, IV tilting his head before standing the way he was, looking back at his phone 

II hands III a plate with a slice of cake, getting a forkful of his slice before eating. While II and III are starting to eat, Vessel pulls IV's shorts down, smiling when he sees IV isn't wearing underwear. Vessel kneels while tugs IV's shorts off until they get caught on his thighs, pulling at IV's cheeks before spitting. II and III look and stare, IV shuddering at the feeling as he feels the thick saliva slide down and across his balls. Vessel hums, sliding his thumb across the tense muscle after sliding some of the spit back up, IV shuddering while relaxing against the table.

"Fucking perfect, stay there." Vessel mumbles, his hand going back to where it was before shuffling forward on his knees.

Vessel drags his tongue across the muscle, IV whimpering out a moan as Vessel doubles down.

"Holy shit, Ves..." IV whines, his phone slipping from his hand as Vessel smiles.

Vessel slides his hand from IV's ass up to his sides, squeezing before sliding his hands back down to have one grab IV's thigh while the other is on IV's stomach. Vessel pulls his head away, drool hanging from his chin and IV's ass.

"I can't tell if I want more cake...or to be in IV's spot..." III mumbles, his mouth filled with cake.

"I'm torn as well. I mean, cake. But Vessel's tongue." II sighs, watching IV.

Vessel grabs both of IV's thighs, pulling him back and against his face. Vessel groans as he straightens his posture, nails digging into IV's thighs while licking across IV's entrance and leaving kisses there. Vessel's hand moves and grabs IV's cock, roughly jerking him off. The pre-cum IV was leaking helps the glide of Vessel's hand, more and more of the thick liquid rolling down Vessel's fingers as he squeezes the base of IV's cock.

"Fuck, Ves, please..." IV mumbles, falling forward as Vessel moves his other hand to slide two fingers into IV.

Vessel groans, twisting his wrist before curling his fingers and brushes it against IV's prostate. Vessel's hand around IV's cock keeps him from finishing.

"Ves, please...please Ves, baby, please...need to cum so bad, please...need it..." IV huffs, whimpering as Vessel licks his lips.

"Been such a good boy, you can finish..." Vessel hums, his grip a little looser as he lazily fists IV's cock.

It doesn't take long for IV to finish, leaning against the counter boneless as Vessel moves around to lick IV's release from his hand. II and III are still watching, Vessel eventually standing slowly due to being on his knees without padding for a little while.

"My legs are jelly..." IV mumbles, Vessel setting a plate in front of him. "...buttering me up?"

"No, now have some cake before I bend you over the counter again and don't stop until you're finishing dry." Vessel states, IV standing up more so he can grab the plate and fork.

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"What the fuck do you plan on doing what that...?" IV asks, seeing III in his room reading the instruction pamphlet of a bullet vibrator.

"Wanna see if it's safe to stick in my ass." III shrugs as if it's the most normal thing he's said.

"...I...don't even want to know..." IV groans, walking in and grabbing the vibrator itself from the box.

He turns it around in his hands, twisting the base. As soon as he does, IV holds it away from his body in cupped hands as it bounces around in his palm while vibrating.

"Oh so thats how you turn it on, I was wondering." III hums, grabbing it from IV's hands.

"How fucking strong is that thing?!" IV chokes out, his face red as he watches III turn it off.

"Stong enough. Wanna break it in with me?" III asks with a smile, moving to close the door to the room.

"...who uses it?"

"You."

IV shrugs, nodding in agreement. With III's wording, IV assumed he would be the one controlling the actual vibrator. He squeals when III pins him to the bed and yanks his shirt before tugging his pants down.

"III! Wait, wait, I thought you said I'd be using it!!" IV panics, grabbing III's hands to make him stop.

"You are. By being the first one to try it out." III states, slowly pulling his hands free to cup IV's face. "It'll feel so fucking good baby, please? Please can I make you cum using it?"

"I...you...you so owe me for this." IV whines, relaxing when III kisses him.

"Oh, the experince will be worth it." 

IV groans at the cryptic answer from III, leaning back against his sheets as III works on undressing him. III drags his hands down IV's sides, squeezing at his hips and ass.

"III. I will walk out of my room like this if you don't hurry up and show me whats so cool about using that." IV grumbles, kicking his legs a bit when he feels III pour some lube on his cock.

"Oh, you'll find out." III hums, wiping his hand off on IV's chest

IV glares at III before feeling him press the vibrator right under the head of his cock. It's on a low setting but IV can feel it clearly. III smiles as he hears a groan escape IV's throat, slowly trailing the vibrator down IV's length before pulling it away and pressing it against the space between IV's balls and his entrance. IV does move away a bit with a loud moan, III quick to grab him. The two move around, settling with IV leaning back against III. IV's chest is rising at a decent pace, his hands grabbing at III's left arm and hand while his right is pressing the vibrator right under the head of IV's dick.

"Doing such a good job love...fucking amazing..." III mumbles, IV leaning his head back with a choked out moan.

"Fuck, shit..." IV whines, his nails digging into III's arm.

III changes how he's holding the vibrator, twisting the bottom one more time before setting it right under IV's balls. III tilts his head to the side, humming as he watches IV's balls draw up in a desperate attempt to cum as his cock twitches.

"Such a good boy, doing so well..." III praises, kissing IV's head while watching precum start to roll down IV's shaft.

"Oh my fuck, III, sugar..." IV chokes out, gasping and trying to bow away from the onslaught of vibrations.

"Stay right there IV, you're doing so fucking good." III intructs, watching IV try and relax instead of wiggling away.

IV leans his head back more, his heels digging into his mattress as he cums, III watching at IV arches his back and a broken and choked out moan escapes him. IV has had intense orgasms before, mainly at the hands/dick of Vessel or II but this is different. He feels like he passes out momentarily, seeing imaginary stars and maybe even Sleep's realm since he sees Vessel awkwardly staring down at him for a moment before his vision focuses on the ceiling of his room. All IV can focus on now is the incessant vibratons right under the head of his dick.

"Re-ed...fu-ck, III, red, red ,red, red, red!!" IV chokes out while smacking III's arm, III quick to pull the vibrator away and turn it off.

The two sit there in relative silence, IV gasping for air as III stares at him. IV rolls his head to the side, looking at III.

"You are...never using that thing on me again...ever." IV chokes out, III tossing the lube and cum covered vibrator onto the thankfully hardwood floor.

"Deal. Holy shit IV, you looked fucking insane." III rambles, his hands on his thighs since he isn't sure if IV wants to physical contact or not.

"...go...start a fucking bath, I need to get my legs to stop shaking." IV instructs, III gently laying him on his back before heading to the bathroom that IV shares with II.

IV lays on his back, collecting himself while he hears III start the bath. IV sits up when someone knocks on the door, slowly getting to his feet before shuffling to his door. Pulling it open, IV sees Vessel standing there, relaxing at the sight of IV standing.

"You okay?" Vessel cringes, confirming the fact that IV somehow went to Sleep's realm when he came.

"...I am never letting III rope me into trying sex stuff out ever again." IV groans, Vessel sighing with a small laugh.

"Lay down after the bath, you look like you need the rest." Vessel hums, gently kissing IV.

Vessel pulls the door shut, IV shuffling back to the bed before collapsing face first onto it and closing his eyes. He blinks awake after a bit, feeling III carrying him before closing them again. When he does wake up fully, he's wrapped in a blanket while wearing some of III's spare clothes to keep him warm under the covers.

"I gave II the thing. He can use it as much as he wants." III explains, IV rolling onto his other side to see III lounging on the bed.

"You are never...ever...purchasing one of those to use on me." IV grumbles, III smiling at him.

"I wont. Doesn't mean II wont have it to use if he gets permission." III teases, rolling off of IV's bed and walking to the door.

"You are never putting a vibrator under my balls every again III, do you hear me?!"

III bursts out laughing, choke out that he understands while II walks past.

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IV groans a bit when he rolls onto his back, relaxing once on his back. He manages to fall asleep, rocking his hips up occasioanlly to adjust the blanket under him. When he goes to adjust his hips agains, he struggles to since theres some weight on it. A moan bubbles from his throat as he feels something tight and warm slide up and down his cock. He had gone to bed with just a loose shirt on, the manor far too warm to have pants or underwear on. IV starts to chase the heat around his cock, bucking his hips up whatever was warm and loose. His hands move to grab whatever is on hips hips, fingers brushing against thighs before trailing higher and squeezing someones ass before drifting higher and moving towards the persons stomach.

"IV....." a voice whines, making IV open his eyes a bit.

His vision is blurry due to being sleep gunk in the corner of his eyes but he manages to make out white hair with a streak of black.

"Aren't you a dream to wake up to Ves, keep riding pumpkin." IV hums, propping himself up on his forearms.

"Feels so good IV, please....." Vessel whimpers, IV's eyes trailing down Vessel's chest to eye his cock.

Every time he drops down on IV's cock it bounces, red and heavy while a string of pre slides down the underside before rolling across his balls. Secured at the base of his cock and behind his balls is a dark grey cock ring.

"Oh, were you misbehaving for someone?" IV taunts, flicking the head of Vessel's cock.

"Ah, i-it was II...I woke him up by gri-inding against his leg." Vessel chokes out, his hands on IV's chest for some leverage.

"Naughty today aren't you? Must have been fed up, he collared you too." IV smirks, hooking a finger in the O ring the collar has.

Vessel gasps as he leans forward, catching himself before he can knock his forehead against IV's. IV holds Vessel in place by the O ring, digging his heels into his mattress while fucking into Vessel to chase his own release. Vessel wails and babbles as the head of IV's cock bullies his prostate over and over again. IV smiles as he watches Vessel's eyes fill with tears, rolling down his cheeks before landing on IV's face as well.

"Taking me so well love, arch your back darling." IV smiles, humming when Vessel follows his instructions. "Perfect darling, gind back against my cock, be greedy."

Vessel chokes out moans as he rocks his weight back to meet IV's thrusts. IV shoves Vessel so he's sitting up, the riding male smacking his hands against IV's chest to regain some balance. IV reaches a hand down, tugging at the cock ring as a way to taunt and edge Vessel.

"Holy fuck, IV, please, please take it off. I need to cum so bad, please can I cum? I've been good for you, please. Please I need to cum, hurts...please IV." Vessel rambles, sniffling as he looks at IV.

"Oh, baby, I don't know if you deserve to. You woke II up by being a bad sub so you got a punishment before coming to me and seating yourself on my cock." IV shrugs, releasing the silicone so it snaps against Vessel's skin.

IV eventually slowly pulls the cock ring off, grabbing Vessel's hips before pulling him down one more time. IV smirks as Vessel cums, a choked out noise escaping Vessel's throat as ropes of cum land on IV's abs and stomach as Vessel slowy rocks his hips back and forth as his body shakes.

"Guess he got to you." II snickers, standing in the doorway as Vessel shakes a bit.

"Woke up to his riding my cock like a whore. Guess he bit off more than he could chew." IV hums, II walking in to help move Vessel around.

The two situate Vessel on his side, IV kissing Vessel while II gets a wet rag to wipe Vessel down. II wiggles between IV and Vessel, kissing IV while Vessel falls asleep.

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"...there a reason you're staring at my crotch?" IV asks, looking at III while the two are in their shared bathroom on their side of the hallway.

".......could you teach me how to give head? I keep hearing you and either Ves or II and I want to be able to get them to make those noises." III blurts out, IV staring at him for a moment.

"I...yeah, yeah. Meet me in my room by the chair I have." IV explains, watching III walk off to IV's room.

IV finishes washing his hands, drying them off before walking to his room. III is standing by the chair IV has, his hair half tied up while some short pieces frame his face. IV walks towards his chair, hands undoing the button and zipper before sitting down.

"On your knees between my legs. Grab a pillow if you want, don't need your knees to hurt or get bruised." IV instructs, III grabbing a small pillow from the pile on IV's bed before putting it under his knees. "Good, just like that. Start like you would just jerking me or the others off."

IV watches III pull at his pants and boxers, gently grabbing the guitarists cock before lazily and slowly jerking him off. It's slow going, III setting his head on IV's thigh while moving his hand up and down.

"Either you get lube from my bedside table or spit on my cock, it's getting dry." IV huffs, III lifting his head before pulling his hand away and spitting on it. "One more time then you can go back to jerking me off."

III nods, spitting on his hand again before grabbing IV's cock and moving his hand up and down. IV sighs and leans back in the chair, spreading his legs a little to give III more room. IV watches and III scoots closer, swallowing as III slides his thumb across the slit.

"Want my cock in your mouth?" IV asks after a minute or two, III's hand stopping at he stares at IV.

"Fuck, warn a guy before you say that." III mumbles, his face red as IV chuckles.

"I could say a lot worse. I'll walk you through it. Despite it being called a 'blowjob'...you don't blow. You know how you'll watch Ves suck on his fingers before prepping one of us?" IV hums, III nodding. "Do that, just not as aggresivly." 

IV places a hand on the back of III's neck, moving it to cup the back of his head. III hesitates before opening his mouth and taking the head of IV's cock into his mouth.

"Fuck, just like that. Can hold it just like that while you get used to it." IV sighs, III nodding as best as he can with the head of IV's cock resting on his tongue. "And try not to use your teeth, I'm not a fan."

III nods, IV chuckling when III shuffles as close as possible. IV holds III's hair, keeping him from taking any more of IV's cock into his mouth. III chokes slightly when IV pushes his head down, more and more of IV's cock sliding into III's mouth. IV rocks his hips forward, III drooling and coughing a bit when the head of IV's dick hits the back of his throat.

"Breathe, breathe...through your nose sugar, breathe through your nose." IV instructs, slowly rolling his hips forward as III inhales through his nose.

III looks up at IV, his eyes teary as he keeps watches IV's reactions. IV keeps his movements slow, III relaxing a little as he gets more used to the intrusion. IV pushes III's head back, III whining before shuffling backwards when IV stands up.

"Tap my thigh when you need a break, you said you wanted to learn. Best way to learn is hands on." IV hums, III nodding up at IV.

IV holds III's hair and tilts his head back, smiling when III sticks his tongue out. IV pulls III's head forward, finding that same spot he was at moments ago. III chokes a little, tensing as he feels IV's cock slide against his tongue before knocking against the back of III's throat. IV groans as he rocks his hips forward, hearing III gurgle and choke as drool runs down III's chin and down IV's cock and balls.

"Doing so fucking good, feeling okay?" IV asks, watching III nod as best as he can while leaning bobbing his head down to meet IV's shallow thrusts. "Quick learner, maybe you can show off to II someday."

III groans at the idea of putting what he's learned so far to the test on someone other than IV. IV reaches a hand down and pinches III's nose, watching his eyes widen at the realization he can't breathe.

"Seven seconds. That's all I'm doing love, then I'll pull out and you can breathe." IV explains, his movements harsh as III chokes even more than he was before.

He manages to get some air when IV pulls out enough, the air enough to keep him from passing out or getting too light headed as IV continues. As soon as the seven seconds are up, IV pushes III's head away as he gasps for air and coughs. Thick strings of saliva hang from IV's cock, III staring at them.

"Again......." III chokes out, his voice hoarse as he looks up at IV.

"Same lead up and seven seconds?" IV asks, wanting to get ground rules from III.

"Yeah...same lead up........can try nine, safe choice is seven." III mumbles, slurring a bit due to how much saliva is in his mouth that he doesn't want to swallow.

"We'll stick with seven, you can work with II on staying down without air longer."

III nods, his nose no longer pinched shut when IV shoves his cock back into III's mouth before slowly rocking his hips forward. III notices that IV trails a hand across his face before pinching his nose, giving III a non-verbal hint on whats about to happen. III, finding some courage, takes as much of IV's cock as possible into his mouth. He doesn't get to the base but he's close, choking and swallowing on IV's cock as his nose is pinched shut. III counts to seven in his head, gurgling and pressing his tongue against the underside of IV's dick. III's head is pulled back when he gets to seven seconds in his head, inhaling as he chokes on some spit. III focuses on the fact that his hair is being tugged on, one of IV's hands toying with his balls while the other his harshly jerking himself off.

"Tongue out." II's voice instructs, III opening his mouth more so his tongue can hang out.

IV groans as he cums, ropes of the opaque liquid landing on III's tongue and face as II keeps III's head tilted back slightly. IV and III catch their breath, II gently kissing III.

"Let your throat heal up then I'll work with you on your lung capacity." II hums, kissing III's cheek before leaving.

III stays on his knees, catching his breath as IV stands there with his now soft cock hanging out of his pants and boxers.

"...I am not taking Vessel's dick am I?" III laughs, IV snorting.

"None of us can sugar, he'll live." IV teases, leaning down and kissing III.

"Thank you." III mumbles against IV's mouth, IV smiling at the words.

"Of course, I'm glad I could help."

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Vessel sits on the couch in the living room, II sitting next to him.

"Mind if I have a cigarette?" II asks, Vessel looking over at him.

"......go for it." Vessel shrugs, adjusting how he's sitting before digging the heel of his palm against his hardening cock.

"Me smoking makes you hard?" II taunts, Vessel awkwardly looking away.

II places the cigarette between his lips before moving to stradle Vessel's waist. II grinds against Vessel's quickly hardening cock, lighting the cigarette before exhaling some smoke from his nose. Vessel leans his head back, inhaling the smoke II exhaled. Vessel's hands find II's waist, holding it and pulling II down to add more pressure to their grinding. II leans forward, moving a hand to moving the cigarette from his mouth.

"Fuck, just like that Ves..." II smiles, Vessel groaning when II grinds down a bit harder.

II takes a drag from the cigarette before tilting Vessel's head back while holding his chin. II watches as Vessel's pupils widen when II exhales smoke into his face, shakily inhaling the smoke as he keeps his eyes on II.

"Such a good boy, like having me exhale smoke in your face?" II taunts, tilting his head while Vessel nods.

"Yeah, yeah I do......know you should quit but fuck is it hot." Vessel mumbles, II snickering.

"I'm down to one a month, want me to find you when I have it?" II offers, the cigarette back in his mouth as he holds Vessel's face in both hands.

"Please, fucking please love."

II smiles when Vessel lifts his hips and grinds up against II's clothed dick, whining as he tries to get more friction. The two grind against each other, II exhaling some into Vessel's face. Vessel leans forward and kisses II, licking into his mouth to chase the taste of the cigarette and the smoke. II groans into the kiss, a hand on the back of Vessel's head to make the kiss as deep as possible. II pulls away from the kiss, Vessel panting into his mouth as he bucks his hips up to chase his release as II groans.

"Keep going Ves, wanna watch you cum in your pants...'m not far behind, keep going." II groans, rutting his hips against Vessel's while matching his pressure.

Vessel tilts his head back as II exhales more smoke, the two managing to cum at the same time. Both are lazily rolling their hips together, Vessel shuddering in the aftershock of the orgasm.

"Such a good boy, did so well." II smiles, moving to put out the rest of the cigarette.

"Fuck, want another kiss." Vessel whines, II leaning down and kisses Vessel.

"You're a sucker for me when I smoke aren't you?" II whispers, Vessel huffing out a laugh.

"It's a bonus."

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"Hey, I found the dumbest porn video ever, want to watch it and see if anything happens?" III asks, finding IV in the living room since Vessel had disappeared into II's room.

"Sure...? How dumb is it?" IV questions, following III up the stairs and to his, IV's, room since it's not immedietly across from II's room.

"I was laughing more than I was jerking off." III snorts, IV shutting the door most of the way.

IV grabs a beat up old pillow and sets it down so III can prop his phone against it after finding the video. The two sit next to each other, deciding to start with an actually decent video to get anything out of their system. The video is actually one III had recorded once on his own phone, never posting it since all four of them had made the rule nothing recorded ever gets posted. IV scoots around, watching the screen as III pushes down his sweatpants. The video is dark before the phones flash is turned on, revealing Vessel on his knees as he has III's cock in his mouth. III reaches and turns the phone volume up a bit, IV's face heating up when he hears III talking Vessel though what he wants. It doesn't take long for the video to get messy, Vessel drooling as he bobs his head up and down III's cock, choking and gurgling a bit when it hits the back of his throat. IV shoves a hand into his boxers, his other hand working on taking his bottoms off as III spits on his hand and starts to jerk off as well. IV's attention is on the video, watching as Vessel looks up at III through his lashes that are sticking together a bit due to his eyes watering.

"When did you record this...?" IV asks, slowly starting to move his hand up and down his own cock.

"Last week when you and II were busy at the guitar place getting your fret board looked at." III explains, leaning back a bit as he lets one of his legs dangle off the edge of the bed.

"Holy shit he looks so pretty..." IV mumbles, his focus back on the video.

He watches as III pushes Vessel's head down a little more, gold and blue eyes looking up at the camera as he takes III's cock to the base. IV is matching Vessel's pace in the video, keeping his hand where Vessel is before moving it towards the head before sliding back down. III is going at his own pace, his attention jumping from the video to what IV is doing. III is impressed with the fact IV is matching his pace to what Vessel is doing in the video, IV groaning as his hand speeds up when Vessel does. Its not the same, IV knows that, but it fucks with his head just enough to get a reaction and really start to push him towards the edge of not enough and just a little too much. III scoots over, replacing IV's hand with his own while still matching the pace that Vessel has in the video. Theres an immediate differnce since III's hand is bigger than IV's. Not an insane difference, but a difference none the less. IV groans, reaching and grabbing III's cock so he isnt just sitting there hard and left alone. The two keep pace with the video, IV huffing when he hears Vessel choke on III's cock when it slides a little too far down his throat. The video is close to ending when IV cock twitches as he tips over that edge, III not far behind as he huffs and rocks his hips forward for a bit more stimulation since IV's hands are still wrapped around III's cock.

"...okay what was the stupid video you found?" IV asks after he catches his breath, III snorting and grabbing his phone so he can find the video.

"You're going to be giggling, it's so bad and cliche..." III snickers, closing the video they were watching before pulling up the one he had mentioned a while ago.

IV cleans up a bit, III doing the same after finding the video. The two sit together on IV's bed as the video starts, IV snickering at the start since its probably the most predictable thing he's seen. The two watch the video, nothing much coming from it until Vesssel steps into the room with II in his arms.

"...I'm grabbing II clothes then leaving, go back to whatever mutual touching you two were doing." Vessel says, grabbing one of IV's pajama sets before backing out of the room with II on his hip.

IV and III look at each other before bursting out laughing, IV falling onto his back as III leans forward. The obnoxius and dramatic video is still playing, III wheezing when he hears one of the actors whine out "daddy please" in a high pitched voice. IV and III collapse onto each other in a fit of laughter and snorts.