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Wells sipped on his drink as he was interrupted by the door opening and the Half-Elf being brought inside. Turning to face him, his presence simply one of Dominant power, Wells eyes scanned over Eirkas's form, taking mental notes of simply how well he looked. A very attractive young man, to be sure. The sight did indeed stir something in Wells, but that would come later as he moved over towards him. Standing before Eirkas now Well would grab the man's chin in his hand, the power likely something Eirkas could feel, being of partial Elven descent, their kind having a keen attunement to magic. "Well, you're certainly easy on the eyes, I'll give you that. Of course, your kind, while rare, are not hard to actually come across when you think about it. Humans have a tendency to fuck anything with a hole, but then again, I'm no better in that regard. I simply care for what my seed produces."

Sipping on his glass once more he would release the man's chin before reaching behind him and grabbing a fistful of hair, spin the man around so he could see the back of him, looking him over from the back now as he examined his new piece. It was roughly at that time that another knock came and one of the house slaves showed Pyrrhus inside, Wells with a handful of the attractive Half-Elf's hair fully on display as he placed his glass down and made a motion with his hand for Pyrrhus to come in. "Ah, Prince Pyrrhus. Do come inside. Apologies for the display, I expected to be done before your arrival. Seems you're much more reliable when it pertains to arriving on time, yes?" One might consider that a rather ill timed jab at the now former Prince, but Wells was quite aware already of his predicament, he simply wanted to gauge how Pyrrhus reacted to both what was in front of him as well as the comment.

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He wasn't all that far within the house when someone was kind enough to take his heavy cloak from him, offering to hold onto it for him. He supposed that was in case he ended up leaving? He glanced in the direction of the exit of the house but he felt no huge draw to leave as of yet. Leaving was dangerous after all. There might very well be someone waiting just outside of the door hoping to cut him down the moment he stepped outside. It was a thought that helped to spur him on to follow after the one that was leading him to the master of the house.

The sharp red eyes of the prince took in everything as he went. This place was owned by someone of rather wealthy means, wasn't it? Everything almost screamed it from the decorations on the walls and shelves, the look of the rugs underfoot, the sheer size of the place, and the people that he saw in passing. He found himself wondering for a moment how his former kingdom might have measured up to this place but decided not to hard to think on such things right now lest his thoughts begin to spiral. He would rather that he remain focused for what was to come.

Soon enough he found himself standing in front of the door the servant lead him to. There was a knock that and then the two of them stepped inside and he found himself coming face to face with a rather strange sight. A man with an awe inspiring aura that the elf could sense was holding onto the hair of a... half elf? He found himself starring hard at that one, trying to figure out what he thought about being in the same room as one of their kind. Their existence meant that one of his kind had been slumming it or so his father had always told him.

Shaking his head so as not to let himself thinking on the other things his father had said about half elves over the years he instead focused on the man before him, "I... yes, getting here as quickly as possible was important to me for many reasons." He didn't want to admit that standing around outside any longer then he had might have ended in a bloody mess for Wells's people to have to clean up.

After a moment he asked, "Should I wait outside until you are done with your... friend?" Best to remain civil since he was here to ask for a favor from the blue eyed man before him.

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He had the telltale signs of Elfish lineage. The ears, thin structure. Yet his eyes were Human. Full-blooded Elves would be able to tell at once that he was a half-blood. Just from first glance. They didn't have to see the eyes. Depending on who the person was and what they were into however, it either made him an abomination or exotic.

Eirkas did indeed sense a hint of magic, though given his lineage it wasn't as apparent. Now that he thought about it, earlier he swore he felt that aura earlier but he gave it no thought. The almost overpowering presence was only heightened when Wells gripped his chin, his eyes staring into his soul. If one was a mind reader they would feel the disdain that Eirkas had not only for his situation but the man in front of him too. Even while face to face, Eirkas did not lose that defiant attitude, his eyes burning with rage. Which was quite attractive really, if one was into that. He had no words for Wells comments, though he knew deep down he was right. Humans could not control their primal urges sometimes.

Such thoughts were put to bed as his hair was seized and he was spun round, cringing from the sudden gripping pain. He didn't exactly appreciate being appraised like a museum piece. To make matters worse for him, there was a knock at the door and another guest had entered. Was he brought here as well or was he in league with his new 'Master'? Given the slight jab that Wells made, Eirkas was willing to rule out the latter. He was quite surprised to see that it was another Elf once he removed his hood. One of full-blood no less. Though his reaction wasn't quite what he expected. He just seemed to...stare at him, like an artist staring at a canvas, unsure what to paint.

At least the man could take solace in the fact he was still wearing the cloth that maintained his modesty, for now.

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Wells took note of the seemingly defiant nature of the Half-Elf. It was an admirable trait, to be sure, and one that was likely to be useful for various means, but that was neither here nor there. Wells didn't care for how the man felt, only if he was worth keeping around, and it certainly looked like he was. As Pyrrhus entered the room, Wells again took immediate note of how the former prince acted. It seemed he was in shock from either the scene or simple from being a Pureblood Elf and having a Half-Elf in his presence. "Nonsense, I may as well kill two birds with one stone. I believe that's how the saying goes anyway. Besides, if you're here for what I believe you to be here for, then this... will become something of a regular sight for you."

Wells spoke as he pulled Eirkas back to him, Wells chest placed against Eirkas's back as Wells sat upon the desk, bending the mans head back as he inhaled the scent of the man. "I will offer you one reassurance good prince. On my grounds, you're in no danger." Wells spoke, as he motioned for the fire elf to come forward. "There is nothing dangerous so long as I'm around. Regardless of the security that I have, if anything got past well, it would be unpleasant for them, to say the least." As Wells looked at Pyrrhus, he tugged once more on Eirkas's hair as he then gave the young man a hard, but firm spank on his ass, followed by another.

"I did notice how you looked at this one. A new piece to my collection. Do you not approve of him, or is it that he's a mixed blood of your kind?" Wells asked, intrigued to see how Pyrrhus would answer before another hard, firm spank to the half-elfs ass was placed as Wells would reach around now with ease and slip a hand beneath the cloth, finding the man's cock and giving it several slow strokes. Wells was doing this for his own entertainment as well as to see how Pyrrhus would react to the scene.

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The two sounded like they had a decent rapport with each other, though the way they became acquainted was none of Eirkas' business. And he didn't want to know. Another thing he didn't know was that he was worth keeping around. What happened to those who arrived under Wells care that didn't fit the mold? Perhaps it wasn't worth thinking about. If Sir Wells was like the other unscrupulous individuals who loved to buy and sell people like trophies then it wouldn't be a pleasant thought. Eirkas of all people should have known, having been an outlaw at one point.

He cringed when he was pulled back by his hair into Wells lap, only for him to start inhaling his scent. An act Eirkas found abhorrent and would have tied to fight out of his grip had his hands not been cuffed. Though while all this was happening, he was paying attention to the conversation Wells and Pyrrhus were having. So he was a Prince on the run? That was what Eirkas had took from it anyway. It sounded like someone wanted his head, but how was Wells able to help? That was what Eirkas could not understand.

It was only when his ass started to get slapped was the man removed from his idle thoughts. Gritting his teeth as he was struck again and again, though he would have preferred that to what came next. He felt his cloth being moved and a hand glide against his skin to grip his member. A rather sizeable one at that. The strokes finally got to him as he would eventually speak. "Let go.." He growled. "A new piece to your collection? Stop fooling yourself."

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Despite how hard he was trying to appear as though he were unflappable it was actually easy to see the manner in which Pyrrhus relaxed when he was told that he was in no danger while within this powerful man's domain. It took everything in his power to keep from sighing in relief before composed himself. No, he couldn't risk letting the man know how desperate he was to find a safe place to stay or else it might come back to bite him in the ass.

Such things were forgotten for a moment as the one he was talking with about such serious matters sat back on his desk, dragging the half elf along with him to sit in his lap. It was a sight that he'd never have seen back home. Not without going to right places in the wrong neighborhoods, something a prince like himself couldn't risk doing often. He blinked slowly as Wells spoke to him as though what he was doing to the half elf was nothing special. One of Pyrrhus's long ears gave a slight twitch before he said, "I thank you for your reassurances. It's good to know that my instincts were right when it came to this place."

Then instead of pulling the half elf around the man before him set to swatting him on the back side. It seemed as though he'd definitely walked into something strange but who was he to judge when he was trying to get aid from the one punishing the the half elf. It wasn't as though he'd never seen someone getting punished before... though this felt a lot different then seeing a criminal getting sentence by his father.

"Huh?" He looked to the half elf for a moment, studying him ever so closely, then said, "I apologize. My father never had anything good to say about half elves or their elven parents... but I am trying not to let his words color my thoughts on your... ahh... companion." How the hell did one describe him when the man was treating him in such a fashion in front of company? Especially when he went from spanking him to... fondling him. Something that caused his cheeks to color just a bit. It seemed as though Wells and the half elf were on different pages though as the half elf set about scolding the one that was touching him. So being here wasn't his first choice then he had to assume?

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Wells couldnt help but smirk at just how relieved Pyrrhus was. The elf didn't have to say anything, Wells had millennia of experience when it came to interacting with people. Especially when you collected them for your own personal entertainment. "Well, your instincts may have proven correct, but the reason you're here still has not come to light." Grasping Eirk's cock still in his hand, stroking it gently and teasingly beneath the cloth, he watched Pyrrhus closely before Eirks decided to speak back. Wells gave a low sigh as he stood up, pushing Eirks back to his feet, hand still on the elf's cock as he then stripped the cloth from the elf and gripped the cock tighter, leading the elf over towards a small box. "Well, it certainly seems your father may have had a good notion for things. This one doesn't understand his place quite yet, but then again, most of the pieces in my collection didn't take long to finally understand where they belonged."

As he opened the box, a small cage was seen inside of it, one that certainly wasn't going to house Eirk's cock it would appear, however as Wells grabbed the cage, it seemed to expand enough for him to apply it to Eirk's cock. Pulling the elf forward, he rather swiftly had the cage applied, and Eirk would notice that the cage would shrink down to fit snugly around him. As he applied the cage he also a ring gag inside of the box, and swiftly applied that as well, before turning him around to face Pyrrhus, as he pushed the young elf down to his knees. "See, I have several fun instruments. For instance, that cage will heighten any sensation he feels. Be it pleasure or pain. If he gets aroused, it's going to be heightened, but the cage doesn't allow an erection, thus heightening pain. A double edged sword, or in the case, cage if you will."

Wells stepped forward now, leaving Eirks kneeling for the moment as he moved over towards Pyrrhus. "Now, see, he's not a companion. He's a slave. A part of my collection. He gets what I allow him to have, he fucks whomever I decide he gets to fuck, and as long as he's shown loyalty and been obedient, he lives a pretty pleasurable life. But lets move onto you now. Is it safe to assume you've fled your own Kingdom, made your way across the vast expanse of space, to find yourself in my Office, to pledge loyalty to me in exchange for safety? Or is there more?" Wells asked, his powerful aura emanating as he stood before Pyrrhus, who would find himself unable to move away as Wells looked him over.

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"Is that so?" He actually sounded a tad bit surprised over him saying that Pyrrhus's father might have had a good notion of things. Here he was trying to refrain from insulting the man and his companion but it seemed as though the man might have thought something similar? He even went as far as to say that the half elf didn't quite understand his place as of yet. Something that he was quickly punished for. His clothing was taken and some strange objects that seemed to have a magical feel to them were applied to the misbehaving half elf.

The red head didn't even get a chance to ask about what the items might be for when Wells set to describing the uses of the strange cage item. He gave a humming sound then said, "I've seen many a magical item before but nothing of their nature. I suppose our kingdom was one that tended to make items that were for battle, not anything of this nature." His father would likely have had a fit were their smiths to have complained such a thing.

The half elf was abandoned by Wells for the time being so that he could come toward Pyrrhus instead. He blinked slowly as the man explained his feelings about said half elf. So he wasn't a companion but instead he was just a slave, a piece in a collection. He'd heard such things whispered about this place and it seemed that the truth of everything was laid out before him very quickly. Breaking his gaze away from the one that had been left to kneel and wait for Wells to give him attention once more he turned his full and undivided attention to the one that he was chatting with.

This really was strange he found himself thinking before Wells suddenly announced to him his assumptions as to what brought Pyrrhus here. The red eyes of the former prince went rather wide, "I... it seems that you've got yourself a skilled information network." To think that he knew exactly why he'd come here, "I have tried for a handful of years now to keep ahead of those that would see me dead due to who I am... it's starting to wear on me. Running and hiding, it's more exhausting them one would think. Safe haven with a powerful being like yourself, it seems favorable when compared to a life spent hiding in the skulking about in the shadows."

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The man had grown increasingly more irritated as Wells continued to stroke his cock, managing to actually give it enough stimulation so Eirkas would form a semi. Which, was an impressive size. Though the next act would have killed any erection that one might have had, depending on if they liked it or not. His cloth was stripped from him, with it his dignity. Followed up by Wells dragging him by his member like a dog on a leash which made him grunt lowly. It was then he saw the chastity cage that awaited him, much different to human cages. This one seemed to be enchanted, he could tell.

Once the cage was attached and locked it seemed to adjust to his size, even if it did feel tight. Which might have been the intention. His humiliation wasn't over yet as a ring gag was shoved into his mouth and fastened. Keeping him quiet yet his mouth open for whatever use. Eirkas tried to resist when he was forced onto his knees to face the other Elf in the room but Wells strength was overpowering. He might as well just resign himself to this. What was going to come next, a collar? What gave Wells the right? Eirkas thought.

Though now his attention was elsewhere, this gave Eirkas a chance to listen in on the situation that the Prince found himself in, and why he came to Wells for help. His suspicions about Pyrrhus being in danger were correct. No one would risk it all if they had nothing to lose but their life. For now, Eirkas would stay put and just listen.

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Looking Pyrrhus over as he spoke, Wells giving him a sort of smirk. "Well, not so much extensive as knowing where to have your ears and eyes. I'm older than many of your kind tend to live until, so believe me dear prince, I know things about people. It's my job, considering I'm in the market for collecting them. You for instance, I know quite a bit about, and this brings up a wonderful opportunity for you to show just how desperate you are." Wells turned back towards the still kneeling Eirks. "With my protection comes certain... conditions. One of those being that you serve me."

Wells smiled stepping back towards Eirkas. He was being a bit blunt, but he wanted the prince in his collection. "A pureblood Fire Elf Prince, that would be quite the addition. So, I want you to strip and present yourself to me as I have Eirkas here. Minus the lovely toys of course. Show me just how badly you're tired of being afraid, and expose yourself for the protection you crave, knowing full well anything that tried to touch you on my estate would be instantly destroyed."

Wells would grab the back of Eirks head once more, pulling him towards him as he looked down at the half-elf, touching his open mouth before pushing two fingers deep into his mouth, checking his gag reflex and forcing him to gag quite a bit as he finger fucked the half-elfs throat, waiting for Pyrrhus's reaction.

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Extensive knowledge that told him where to have his eyes and ears? That was something that had Pyrrhus nodding in a slow manner before he said, "A skill that I wish we'd had when it comes to our own spy network." It seemed as though they either hadn't had them looking in the right place or perhaps they had been bought off? Not that he'd ever know the truth so he told himself not to concentrate on such things. Instead he told himself he had to focus on the here and now, that he needed to leave the past in the past.

"Hm?" Pyrrhus found himself glancing to one side toward the half elf and then back again when Wells suddenly announced that his protection came with certain conditions. He found himself realizing that it was likely something akin to what was going on with the half elf... only that one didn't seem as though he'd come here looking for protection. He wouldn't be so combative if that were the case.

His ruby eyes were locked on Wells as the man walked back over to the half elf while explaining to him what it was that he wanted. His eyes widened as he found himself considering what the man was telling him, "Ahh... I see." So it was to be a test of loyalty? That was what he had to do to prove himself to Wells before the man agreed to take him in.

To save himself he'd have to shed his pride as well what he was currently wearing he realized... but what had pride done for him lately? Pride didn't fill a man's stomach with food, it didn't allow a man to sleep soundly at night, nor did it protect them from an assassin's blade. Surely sacrificing that to Wells would be worth everything the man could do for him? It wasn't just protection but the the promise that he'd destroy anyone or anything that came here for Pyrrhus.

Giving a little nod he lifted his hands and started to undo the buttons on the front of the shirt that he wore. Stripping and kneeling before the man, he could do this he told himself. A task that he set upon while trying not to be too terribly distracted by what Wells was currently doing to the half elf.

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If Eirkas had any thoughts about it, they were that it was likely Pyrrhus' spy network was bought off. It was almost funny how easily hearts and allegiances could be swayed by money. Something he himself knew all too well. When he ran with his gang, he was tasked with all the grunt level work. Bribery and debt collections. Given his experience that was where the earlier thought of the Princes spies being bought off came from. But the Prince was right, the half-elf did not come here for protection. Though in Eirkas' own mind it wasn't his business. No one but Wells anyway, who he figured knew everything about his collection.

He continued to kneel, his blank stare turning into a scowl when Wells turned to him and ran a thumb across his mouth before he stuck his fingers down his throat. Checking his gag reflexes for obvious reasons. Such an action turned the at first, furious expression Eirkas wore into a more frightful one as he began to choke. The half-elf would thrash of course but the man remained on his knees. Should Wells not pull his fingers out he felt like he could pass out at any moment. And of course, if he wasn't gagged he'd certainly have bitten down.

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Wells watched as Pyrrhus weighed his options, but truth be told it didn't take the Fire Elf long at all to decide on serving. That came as a small shock to Wells, but not entirely unexpected. He simply thought it would take the young Prince a bit more time. Either way, Wells was pleased with Pyrrhus's decision, looking over the smooth and toned form of the Fire Elf, appreciating his body and the way he maintained himself. "Good to see that you're as smart as I had heard you were." Wells commented, now having two rather stunning looking Elves at his mercy. Removing his fingers from Eirkas's throat, he would turn to Pyrrhus now and hold the spit clad fingers before him. "You may take his place now. Let's see how that firm you are in seeing this through."

Wells smirked, his eyes set upon Pyrrhus's firm body before he used his free hand to wave away his own pants now, exposing himself to both Elves, his rather massive member hanging before them. While Eirks had himself a well endowed member, and Pyrrhus was certainly no slouch it seemed, Wells was of course on another level. The smooth, thickness of his cock was something many were jealous of, but besides the fact of being able to enlarge it as he pleased, he used it quite well as he pulled Eirks forward and placed the tip of his cock to the ring gagged mouth. The gag, quite obviously, a perfect fir for Wells as he slid the tip past the ring and onto Eirk's tongue, pushing only a few inches in the half-elfs mouth before looking at Pyrrhus.

"Now I am curious, though to be fair it doesn't honestly matter because I'm going to use you regardless. Have you ever been with a man?" Wells spoke, removing his fingers from the fire elfs mouth and licking them as he tasted the inside of both of the elves mouths before pushing a few more inches down int Eirk's throat, waiting for Pyrrhus's answer before he would point towards his own rather large balls. "Because I do certainly need to have some attention towards my balls while I properly fuck this ignorant elfs mouth." Wells spoke, smirking.

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It came as an expected surprise to Eirkas that Pyrrhus decided to obey Wells. Though considering the alternative what other choice did he have? Relative safety in exchange for a life of servitude or staying a free man but living each day in fear and on the run. Eirkas would personally choose the latter but he couldn't blame anyone who decided that a life enslaved was better than being hunted. One thing was for sure though, even Eirkas was impressed at how well the Fire Elf maintained himself. They were both rather fit but he was actually rather jealous of the Prince.

Of course, that paled in comparison to how impressive Wells member was when he exposed it. Perks of being an immortal with peerless power he supposed. Though while he was willing to appraise it with his eyes, not his mouth. As the shaft was pushed through the opening the ring gag allowed, Eirkas would of course struggle. Though he'd be unable to break free given the tight grip Wells obviously must have had on his head. The further in it moved, the more he'd fight. He'd be able to feel the cock graze along his tongue, drool coating it and dripping from his mouth.

It did not seem like he had much of a choice, go through with it or choke. Eirkas began to slowly suck.

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Once he'd shed his final piece of his clothing Pyrrhus turned his attention to Wells, taking a couple of breaths to keep himself as calm as one could be given the current situation. This wasn't exactly how he'd expected his meeting with Wells to go though he supposed he should have at least suspected it would go this way. After all he'd seen what what he'd done thus far to the half elf and he did it in a manner that that made it appear as natural as breathing to Wells.

Lifting a hand up he scratched it against his hair for a moment, looking at the fingers that were held out to him. He starred at them for a moment from where he currently knelt before Wells before he then shuffled forward so that he was closer to him, "I... alright. I believe that is something I can do." He wanted him to lick his fingers in the manner that the half elf had been made to do? Or was it that he wanted him to just kneel in front of him and do whatever the man wanted him to do?

It felt very strange to kneel there in front of a man of unknown origins alongside a half elf. Made even more strange by the fact that the latter was being made to use his mouth for the pleasure of the former. Something that he found himself starring at for a moment before he forcefully broke his gaze away. He was supposed to be focusing on Wells once more, leaning in to do as he'd been earlier told to doing, that being to take the man's fingers into his mouth. It was nice to have something to focus instead of allowing himself to get caught up by what he was seeing happen between the two.

That only lasted for a moment or two though as the fingers were suddenly pulled away from him as the man posed a question to him that caused a moment of almost instant distress. It seemed as though such a subject that he'd bend over backwards to avoid back home. He was a prince, a man meant to lead his kingdom, one that was supposed to marry and have an heir, he wasn't supposed to enjoy time spent with other men. Swallowing hard, jaw working as he tried to figure out the correct answer Wells seemed to move on.

It seemed as though he wanted Pyrrhus to help the half elf to pleasure him. One man of elven blood didn't seem to be enough to serve Wells... or perhaps it was because the half elf was either uninterested in the task given to him? Or maybe he wasn't well versed in the art? He'd assume the latter from the manner in which the half elf responded to what he was being made to do. For a moment he felt a bit of pity for him, scooting closer so that he could try to at least aid him a little while also following the instructions given to him.

He'd do his best by Wells, first nuzzling up against his sack, breathing in the very male scent of him, before he set to dragging his tongue against that part of him. It wasn't something that he'd ever want to admit but doing this sort of things was definitely not new to him.

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Wells watched as Pyrrhus took the order in stride. It seemed he'd assumed correctly in guessing correctly based on how the Prince acted and handled himself. Someone such as this Fire Elf was one with secrets, and the way he handled himself, proper and respectful, but obviously hiding something, spoke volumes. This wasn't Wells first time trying to decipher someone, but now, Pyrrhus had committed himself, and now Wells could take full advantage. As Eirks fought against Wells advance of his cock, he enjoyed the struggle, but also enjoyed putting someone in their place as Eirks would feel a warm sensation begin to engulf his body as pleasure started to flow threw him, before Wells shoved Eirks home.

The cock would push directly to the back of Eirks throat as he pushed balls deep, Pyrrhus very likely being interrupted by Eirks sudden appearance near the balls Pyrrhus had been instructed to show attention to. As his cock remained buried within Eirks mouth for nearly a full minute, asserting his dominance over the half elf, Eirks would start to feel the tingle of pleasure from being used. This was Wells doing as he'd decided to have a bit of fun and see how long Eirks could keep himself from touching the sides of the cock cage. The cock cage which would amplify the sensations as he finally pulled out of Eirks mouth, grabbing Pyrrhus by the hair now and without any sort of warning shoved himself balls deep into Pyrrhus mouth now, making himself at home to the Fire Elf.

Wells was wanting to make sure Pyrrhus now understood his position as he grabbed Eirks by the chin and pulled him in close before suddenly Wells withdrew from Pyrrhus's mouth and reinserted himself down into the throat of Eirks. Tilting Pyrrhus's head, Wells looked down at him. "I trust there's no issue with your new position, is there?" Wells asked, a small smirk on his face before he pulled Pyrrhus back towards his balls as he continued to use both men's mouths for the moment, enjoying himself quite a bit.

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Everyone had their own secrets to hide, some more than others. But from what Eirkas figured, Pyrrhus had no reason to hide anything now. Especially from a man like Wells, who was bound to discover everyones skeletons at some point. Speaking of discoveries, that was what Eirkas was doing right now. Albeit unwillingly. He could try all he might to fight but there was no getting out of that grip. And the tingle that erupted from his nether regions flowed through his body and into Wells, like an electrical circuit. Even if he wanted to touch himself his hands were still cuffed. Though he would be forgiven for ignoring such pleasures when he felt the cock being shoved deeper into his throat. His gag reflex going haywire and would do so for about a minute before he was released.

He wouldn't be surprised then, when Pyrrhus was also given the same treatment as he was. As Eirkas caught his breath, the drool continuing to flow out of his ring gag he felt a little pity for him. No man deserved this but then he didn't have a say. His brief moment of respite was interrupted when Wells grabbed his chin and shoved him back into his cock again. Something Eirkas refused but was powerless to. Once again he was in deep. Eirkas had no choice but to suck, working his tongue around the shaft while bobbing back and forth.

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Jan 4, 2019
Pyrruhus had barely been able to begin the task that Wells had given him when he found hismelf pushed a bit aside by the half elf. He doubted that it was on purpose but instead there just wasn't enough room for two people to kneel comfortably. He knew that, but there was a part of him that was still a little on edge. What if the half elf impressed Wells more then Pyrrhus was able to? Would that make it so that the man of the house wanted to throw him aside because he ended up not being worth his time?

The fear was at least partially laid to rest though as Wells suddenly slid from of the half elf's mouth, caught hold of Pyrrhus by a handful of his flame red hair, and thrust himself into his mouth and down his throat to the hilt. It made his eyes go a bit wide at first, then they sank shut. It took him a moment to adjust to doing such a thing, but someone like Wells would likely be able to see how he was able to do so quickly, as though having such he'd done something like this before. In fact Pyrrhus was reminded of a powerful man that served their kingdom as a knight, one who in secret also served the prince in other ways. He was just as rough as Wells though only because it was something that he knew Pyrrhus was into.

The red head shifted his position slightly legs together, hands resting on his lap, doing his utmost to hide any reactions to the treatment. He really didn't want Wells to look upon him poorly for responding favorably to such things. He could only imagine what sort of poor light such a thing would be sure to put him in.

A moment later Wells was removing himself from Pyrrhus's mouth, once more thrusting into the mouth of the half elf. Blinking a couple times he murmured, "I... sorry. I must have been terrible at that..." Why else would he abandon him to return to the half elf? Again he was feeling that same building fear of having the half elf chosen over him. Sure, Wells commented on Pyrrhus's 'new position' but he wasn't really convinced as of yet that it was a position he'd definitely be given. As such he set to focusing on doing better when Wells pulled him back in to his previous task. He'd have to redouble his efforts as far as making the powerful man feel good went, now seeing the half elf as a rival and nothing else.

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Wells was enjoying the treatment both Elves were giving him. It seemed the elven nature was quite a thing to behold, as they were both quick to adjust, with lovely bodies and rather articulate features. A good sign if he were to decide to put them on display. As he pulled Eirk's head back he thrust in again, beginning to properly fuck the half-elfs throat as he used his mouth as nothing more than a hole to service his cock. Making sure Pyrrhus showed his balls the proper attention, keeping the Fire Elf held against them as he gave a satisfying grunt at the feeling of Pyrrhus worshiping him.

Fucking Eirk's mouth for several moments while he felt the continued attention of Pyrrhus, it wasn't very long before he felt himself getting near the edge, as he pulled from fucking Eirk's mouth to fucking Pyrrhus's mouth now, not giving him much chance to properly ready himself as he simply started fucking his mouth and throat, balls deep, before he groaned out as Pyrrhus would feel the back of his throat start to get coated with cum, Well's thick ropes of seed pouring down the back of Pyrrhus's throat as his balls twitched, cumming hard before he slowly slipped from the Fire Elf's mouth as he gave a content sigh.

"Mmmm, quite a good show. Also, keep in mind, if you are terrible, you wouldn't be in my company. It's not for you to judge or apologize, because believe me, you'll know if I find you unsatisfactory. Now then, take my place and bury your cock within this disobedient slaves throat, just as I did." Wells spoke to Pyrrhus as Wells moved from the desk, lifting Eirk's up and bending him at the waist so he could still service Pyrrhus, before he placed himself behind Eirks, and before the half-elf could even object, he shoved his massive cock home as he quickly hilted himself in Eirks' asshole, making sure to shove hard enough for the half-elf to be buried in the crotch of Pyrrhus.

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Pyrrhus kept at the task that was using his mouth to take care of Wells's sack. He nuzzled against him, licked and sucked him, anything that he thought would be pleasant for the man. From the way that he moved, the sound of his breathing, the scent of him he felt that he was feeling good... only he wasn't quite sure how much he was actually doing. Especially when the half elf was the one that was doing most of the work.

After a time Wells suddenly pulled away from the half elf and suddenly was plundering Pyrrhus's mouth and throat once more. What sort of sign that might be he couldn't really say. All that he knew was that Wells meant to give his mouth attention as well. Not just a little either, instead it seemed that the man had decided that it would Pyrrhus that he finished in. If he had to guess maybe it was because he had more experience then the half elf? Wells might not want to risk drowning the one that didn't know as much what he was doing.

He knew what he was doing though, having more experience then he should given who and what he was... but that wasn't important. What was important was Wells. He could feel it the very moment that the man's body tensed before he came. It was the subtle sign that told him when to start to work his throat around him, swallowing, and keeping himself from choking on thick seed that was poured down his throat.

A moment later the man was pulling free of his mouth, leaving Pyrrhus to kneel there before him, breathing heavily, as Wells spoke to him. It seemed as though he hadn't done poorly at the tasks given to him because the man said that if he'd failed that he would know it. He nodded his head, "I see... thank you." He murmured, then found his gaze dropping to the half elf as he was told what to do next. He was to do that sort of thing with him? With a half elf? With the one that it felt he was battling against for Wells's attention? It was on the tip of his tongue to protest but he realized that it might be a test. Was this to see as far as he'd go for him?

It had felt like a running test from the moment he stepped through the door to find Wells playing with the half elf. Pyrrhus's ruby colored eyes went wide as the half elf was shoved down face first into his lap and he took in a deep breath before he lifted his hands, tangling them into the other man's dark hair, and did as he'd been commanded to do, pushing himself to the hilt into the wet heat of his throat.


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