Vax felt their presence before he saw them. He watched as the flames in the hearth flicker, the heat suddenly dying even as the flames grew. Shit , he thought as he suddenly turned around, but there were two figures standing above him. Sylas and Delilah Briarwoods, watching him like two wolves cornering a lamb. Vax could feel the sweat beginning to form on his brow as he leaped to his feet, but he tried to keep his face neutral.
“Ahh, terribly sorry,” he managed, trying to avoid eye contact with either of them. His mind was racing, looking for a way out of the situation. They were blocking his way to the door, but maybe he could outrun them. “I was just…turning over the beds. I forgot, uh, the pillow mints.” He backed up, his eyes quickly darting to the windows on his left. It was a three story drop, but he could make it.
The Briarwoods stepped forward in tandem, staring at him with cold curiosity. Shit, they definitely did not buy that. Vax wished that he had his sister’s innate ability to talk her way out of any situation. He could feel the panic rising in his throat as he took another step backwards towards the fireplace, trying to put as much distance between himself and the couple as possible. They kept stalking towards him, leaving him no room to think. He instinctively reached for the dagger at his side, finding nothing. Shit, shit shit. What would Vex do? Vax tried to give a cool yet weak smile, leaning against the mantle as the couple stopped their approach, just a foot away from him. He could see all the fine details of them now. Sylas was taller than he originally thought, towering several inches above him, pure muscle hidden behind finely tailored regalia. Older, but still handsome in his middle age. And Delilah was his perfect companion, as slender and delicate as broken glass. At this distance he could smell the strange floral perfume that seemed to waft off her impossibly smooth skin.
“You too, ah, make a very handsome couple,” he stuttered. “I uh, lost my train of thought.” The Briarwoods took a quick glance at each other, a smirk forming on Delilah’s blood red lips. Now was his chance. “Be right back!” Quick as a viper, Vax darted towards the windows. He was repeating the safe word in his head like a mantra. Chenga, chenga, chenga.
Except he didn’t make it to the windows. In fact, he had barely moved his feet before he felt a large, cold hand grip his throat, lifting him clean off the ground. With impossible speed and strength, Sylas Briarwood lifted Vax like a doll, pressing his head against the mantel. Vax struggled fruitlessly as Sylas forced the half-elf to look at him straight in the eyes. His face was cold and handsome, his smile cruel as he lifted Vax a little higher. Vax gasped for air as he stared into the Sylas’s eyes, red storms of fury. And suddenly, he felt all the panic leave him. A pleasant fog covered his thoughts. He wasn’t in any danger. The Briarwoods would take care of him. Everything was ok. His body relaxed, his mind wiped clean of fear. He sighed contently as he felt Sylas’s grip loosen slightly, still holding him aloft but allowing him more air.
“You’re one of Percival’s little friends, aren’t you?” Delilah’s lilting voice cut through the pleasant fog that had settled over his brain. Gods above, her voice was music to his ears. He felt Sylas drop him, but he was barely able to regain his composure before he was being manhandled once again. He was now facing Delilah, Sylas gripping his sides and pulling him against his chest, his breath cold and crisp on Vax’s exposed throat. Delilah settled on the bed, slowly pulling off her white gloves to reveal perfectly manicured nails. She looked at Vax curiously as he nodded enthusiastically.
“Yes, Lady Briarwood,” he said, very aware of the large hands encircling his waist and pinning his arms to his side. “My name is Vax’ildan.” She smiled at him, and he felt butterflies in his stomach. She was so beautiful, and he felt unworthy of her attention.
“Why were you looking through our things?” Vax gulped as he felt Sylas shift slightly, and felt something large and heavy grind up against his hip. Oh. The movement caused his own cock to throb with arousal. Sylas’s hands moved to his shoulders, stroking over the thin fabric. Vax kept his hands to his sides. He wanted to be good for them.
“I came to investigate,” Vax gasped out, not daring to look away from Delilah, who was looking at him with a predatory gaze. Did she just bat her eyelashes at him? “Percy told me you were dangerous.”
“Is that so?” she chuckled, leaning forward with her head resting in one hand. She looked at Vax up and down. “He’s right, you know. We are dangerous. Especially when my husband is hungry.” Vax shuddered as he felt something cool and sharp press into his neck. Were those…teeth? The incisors nipped gently into his shoulder, causing him to yelp slightly, but they retreated just as quickly, not deep enough to draw blood. He felt Sylas’s low chuckle vibrate through him.
“Lucky for you,” Sylas said in a low, husky voice into his ear. “I like to play with my food.” Delila got up from her seat on the bed and stalked over to Vax. She grabbed his ponytail forcefully and kissed him, her lips hungry and passionate. He was desperate to lean into her, to run his hands over her perfect body, but Sylas kept him pinned, his tongue lavishing at his neck. Delilah continued to explore his mouth, pushing her tongue inside to claim what was her. Her hand quickly moved to his doublet, quickly unbuttoning the layers as Sylas helped her strip him down to his breeches. Vax was in heaven; being lavished on both sides by two incredibly attractive nobles. He could feel himself melt as Delilah’s fingers lightly grazed over his boxers, gently gripping his cock.
“Already hard,” she chuckled, taking his chin between her nails and slightly pinching. Vax winced, but the pain only made the pleasure more intense. “Do you want to be a good boy for us tonight, Vax’ildan?” Vax nodded enthusiastically. Sylas shifted again and his cock hit his backside again, causing him to whimper needily.
Delilah stepped away and Vax gasped at the lack of contact. She began to unlace her dress, taking her time to tease her husband. Vax was so enraptured by the show that he almost forgot he was still being pinned to the chest of Sylas until he leaned towards his ear, nipping at the tip slightly with his sharpened canines.
“Do you like looking at my wife?” Sylas growled, his voice almost beastlike.
“Yes sir,” Vax whimpered in response as Delilah pulled down her bodice, revealing her beautifully round breasts.
“Do you want to make her feel good?” One of Sylas’s hands wrapped around Vax’s throat, the other reaching for his crotch. Delilah had finished undressing and was completely naked, her dark auburn hair pulled out of its tight bun and cascading down her back. She ran her hand up and down her slender frame, taking the time to lie down on the bed and spread her legs. She ran fingers through her already slick opening.
“Yes, sir,” Vax moaned as Sylas gave an aggressive squeeze at his cock.
“Do you want to use your tongue?” Sylas pulled down Vax’s pants completely, leaving the half-elf completely exposed and at his mercy. Vax nodded, unable to speak as the hand tightened around his throat once more. “If you make her come twice, maybe I’ll let you come too.” With superhuman strength, Sylas pushed Vax towards the bed. He barely had time to land before Delilah was grabbing at his hair, pulling him towards her dripping cunt. Her nails dug into his skull as his face was pressed into her sex, his senses overwhelemed by the scent of her. He got to work quickly, lavishing his tongue up and down her opening, teasing her clit with the tip of his tongue. Delilah moaned, and Vax felt immense pride swell through him. He was hers to play with, to do what she wanted to. He could faintly hear the sounds of Sylas undressing, but he didn’t care. His entire purpose in life was to please Delilah. Slowly, he began to bring his hands up to spread her legs further, preparing to plunge his delicate fingers into her, to find that spot that would make her praise him more.
But he heard Sylas laugh, and suddenly both of his hands were grabbed. “Keep pleasing her,” Sylas commanded, and Vax was happy to oblige. He felt his wrists being adjusted behind his back as cool, silk rope began to tie them together. Once they were secured, he felt Sylas lift his hips up. He felt the cool air hit his asshole and he moaned, his aching cock still begging for attention.
“Do be gentle with him, Sylas,” Delilah moaned as Vax continued to eat her out like a feast. “He’s doing such a good job.” The praise invigorated Vax, and he pushed his tongue further into Delilah, stroking that spot he knew made woman scream. He felt Sylas’s large, cool hands spread his cheeks apart, and a single oiled finger probed his asshole. It slipped into Vax easily as he moaned, the stretch burning slightly. The finger was quickly followed by another, and soon Sylas was pressing into his prostate, causing Vax to spasm slightly. Delilah’s hands on his skull and Sylas’s other hand on his back kept him steady as he continued his task. When the third finger entered him, he could feel Delilah beginning to approach her orgasm. He switched to focusing on her clit, applying just enough pressure until she was gasping and moaning her husband’s name, her legs wrapped around Vax’s head as her juices flowed into his mouth. He happily drank them, ambrosia on his tongue, as he continued pleasuring her until she pulled away, too sensitive to continue. He looked up at her and she smiled at him, patting him gently on the cheek, swirling through the remnants of her own cum. He could feel his own cock leaking precum, still mostly untouched by either of them.
“Good boy,” Delilah cooed, and he leaned into her touch. “Do you want my husband to fuck you now?”
“Please,” Vax moaned as Sylas pressed into his prostate again, his three fingers burning oh so good.
“Sylas,” Delilah said, looking up from Vax. “I’ve changed my mind. Break him.” Vax didn’t have time to register what she had said before he felt Sylas suddenly retreat his fingers, and he gasped at the loss. He tried to arch his back, to get something to fill him, as Delilah readjusted herself against the headboard and once more pulled Vax’s face to her cunt. While her fingernails had previously been scraping gently at his scalp, she was now pulling at his hair, causing him to wince in pain as she tested the limits of his dark brown locs.
Suddenly he felt the presence of Sylas at his ear, once more nipping at his jawline. With a low chuckle, the head of Sylas’s cock pressed into Vax’s hole. Vax gasped at the contact. He couldn’t see it from his position, but it felt huge, and he winced as it entered him. Sylas didn’t give him any time to adjust to the head before he was pushing in further, filling up Vax more than he had ever taken before. Vax wanted to cry, it was so good, it was too much, and then Sylas started to move.
He was relentless. Vax couldn’t do anything but moan into Delilah’s cunt, sending his vibrations through her clit as Sylas began to relentless fuck him. The only thing he could focus on was continuing to please Delilah, her occasional moans of “good boy” preventing him from simply sobbing into the mattress. He could feel his own orgasm approaching, but he pushed it down. He needed to keep pleasing Delilah. Sylas seemed to notice this and laughed, snapping his hips faster to slam into Vax without regard for his pain or pleasure.
Vax lost track of time, but soon he felt Delilah moaning and shuddering as she came a second time. She pulled away and Vax was left gasping as Sylas continued to fuck him, the pleasure he felt at the beginning quickly turning to burning pain. He wanted to beg, to sob, to do anything if they let him come. It was as if Sylas had read his thoughts, because he leaned over to Vax’s neck.
“Do you want to come?” he asked. Vax couldn’t even speak, but managed a nod. “Then cum. Now.” And Sylas bit fully into Vax’s neck.
Vax’s vision went white as pure ecstasy shot through him. His cock spilled onto the mattress beneath him as hot blood spurted from his mouth, quickly lapped up by Sylas’s tongue. His body went completely limp with pleasure, melting into the mattress if not for Sylas’s hands supporting him. Sylas continued to drink from the wound on the neck, his pace unchanging. Vax was on the urge of blacking out when he finally felt Sylas shutter and come inside him, ribbons of cum covering his shuddering walls. Vax felt a little more cum dribble out of his softening cock. He let his face fall into the mattress, eyes glazed over.
Slowly, Sylas began to pull out, Vax felt familiar fingernails on his head, but this time less painful. More like…petting. “Good boy,” Delilah cooed. “Not many people can take my Sylas, and you did so well.” Vax closed his eyes, his body fully melting into the mattress as Sylas pulled away from him. A little bit of blood trickled from his neck into the mattress. He suddenly realized how tired he was, like his body had been wrung out like a wet cloth. He curled into a fetal position, resting his head gently in Delilah's lap as she continued to pet him, now stroking over his aching shoulders.
“What now?” Sylas asked. “His friends will be looking for him soon.”
“We’ll handle them easily. But I think I want to keep this one. He did do such a good job.” Vax felt his heart leap in his chest. He had done a good job.