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Your name is D ”Daddy” Strider and you’re feeling pretty fucking great right now.
Your boys are finally where they should've been several months ago. The Egbert kid is here too, you guess. You can give him credit for having a nice ass, but you haven't caught onto the appeal. He dresses like a straight man and he’s vaguely attractive (debatable in your humble opinion) and that's the only half decent thing he has going for him. You just don't fucking get it, frankly.
What is so alluring about this regular, run of the mill human that all of your boys fell for him? He met and started talking to Dave an hour ago, and you can already see the interest radiating off of him. What the actual shit. Maybe it's because you’ve been alive for centuries and you've seen so many way hotter dudes that you just can't be charmed by him? It's dumb either way.
Your boys aren't the only ones who were charmed by him either. Rose’s favorite toy is sitting politely on the side chair, listening to Egbert drone on about some random story. The guy has a distinct presence, for being imperceivable to certain humans. The human doesn't seem to mind the dark aura radiating from them, or he can't even see it. This wouldn't surprise you, after you saw how dense Egbert could be when you first encountered him.
He couldn't even tell that you had been blatantly in his head! The human was lame, but your boys liked him. Whatever, you could tolerate him if they liked him so much. Even if Rose’s sidepiece seems to be actively interested in him. Fucking nerd.
Neptune’s old. You know Rose likes him a whole lot because of the outright affectionate gestures she shows him. She isn't the type by all usual means, but what do you know? Maybe it's because he isn't a vampire like the rest of you. He’s been hanging around for thousands of years and you still don't know what he is.
That might actually be a lie, totally your bad actually. You’ve been doing your movie shit and those humans really wear you out sometimes, it makes complete sense that you’d forget that he’s the spawn of an Eldritch God.
You know he has a small demonic harem on the side. You don't think it's a harem where they all have undeniably hot sex because Neptune doesn't get it up easily or often. You do know that he has a lot of free agency where he goes and visits them for several months. Rose lets him out of necessity but she's just as possessive of him as you are with your boys. The only difference is that she hides it better than you do.
Either way, the guy is kind of a freak at times with the way he stares at people. He’s a freak in more than one way, and you're not even talking about the way he changes by the day. Rose is the only one who can predict what they're going to be on what occasion and you're pretty sure that's part of the reason she likes him so much. The game of guessing what name they’ll use or what pronouns they’ll opt for. Eldritch just said everyone else could call him Jayden or Neptune, to make it easier.
But thinking about Eldritch boy isn't all that eventful when you're lounging on the couch alone. Egbert and the others went out to do something lame, probably. It leaves you indescribably bored when you can't talk to someone. You don't even need them to understand what you're going on about, you just like running your mouth. It’s fun, it's a Strider tradition because you aren't a Strider if you aren't talking someone's ear off.
It's only natural that you’d start jacking off. Who cares if you're banging one out in the middle of the living room? It’s your fucking penthouse that you bought with your filthy movie money. You let your mind drift to some hot fantasies, like that time you fucked John without letting him get hard. Or maybe when you heard about how Dirk and Hal overpowered Bro.
If they could overpower Bro, then just what would happen if they had enough courage to try that on you? Maybe you're a control freak (wait,what?) a lot of the time, but that would be pretty hot. Your brain starts to drift into a creative zone, a sexy, filthy, fuzzy zone where your boys decide they want to dominate you for a change. How would they do it? Would Bro try hypnotizing you, or would he distract you first, trying to get your guard down so that Dirk could tie you up?
You're not sure when you closed your eyes or zoned out so far, but you don't care when it was so stupidly hot to think about letting go and letting them fuck you dumb. Trying to fight them off and losing seemed so horribly appealing. The underdogs taking down big bad Daddy Strider. Your dick is rock hard in your hand and the room is dark from how balls deep in this fantasy you’re in, imagining how they’d take you. Maybe Bro would fuck you while John sucked you off, leaving you to blow Hal while Dirk rode you.
The heat in your core was building. You were so close it ached, and you bit your wrist to stop any more pathetic sounds from leaving your mouth. You stroked your cock harder and faster, panting and trembling more than you usually would. It felt you were going to explode if you didn't cum (go on, big D, you can let go)-
And then you snapped out of it. The darkness in the room wasn't coming from your shades, or your lack of focus. It was coming from the Eldritch being in the corner of the room. You were good at keeping a hold on your mind, but there was always something about that little freak that let him get in without you noticing. At least you knew why that mental imagery had been so fucking vivid.
You weren't sure if he used mental manipulation or not, but you didn't really care. If he wanted to make you get your rocks off, then surely he wouldn't mind helping. Kicking off your pants and stalking towards him with a dripping cock, you wondered what kind of picture you were painting. Pinning the Eldritch being to the wall and savagely kissing him certainly gave it some clarity. He wasn't breathless, even after you pulled away, still smug about being able to control you.
“You’ve got a funny way of telling a guy you're down to fuck.”
“And you hardly seem to mind. Come now. I wish to see if you're as dominant as you claim, or if you truly can be fucked into submission.”
Oh, it was on.
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Your perception of time always got a little bit screwy whenever you were having some hot sex. It's kind of embarrassing that it happened while you were giving Jayden dick so good that he actually lost control of his human form. It helped that his stamina didn't have human limits, so you could rail him straight through an orgasm, and right into the next. But he made it fun. He kept wrestling and fighting your control over him in a way that was equal parts sexy and frustrating.
You couldn't use hypnotism on him, and you made sure he couldn't use it on you by dicking him down so good that he couldn't keep up his concentration. Pounding a guy’s prostate will do that to his brain. There weren't too many downsides when his blood tasted like nothing you had ever had before. Maybe not gourmet or anything, but you would give it a solid 6.7 out of 10. It tasted less like iron and more like stars, not that you came up with that consciously, it was just Neptune placing the suggestion in your head while he still had the focus to do so.
Like any of your better lays, you got dressed and left the room to start your day. Dirk was in the kitchen, visibly disheveled. So were the rest of your boys. And Egbert too, you guess. That was when you learned about a special trick that Eldritch boy could pull.
Apparently, he could broadcast his feelings to the other people in the house, which meant damn near everyone in the vein had experienced the epic marathon sex from his end. Since you had fucked him through most of the night, well.. you might have kept everyone else up, too. None of them looked too happy about it, except for Hal who was grinning with sharp teeth. You registered that they were all awfully close to you. Huh.
And suddenly, you realized that this was the exact type of situation where your boys would gang up on you. You knew this because Bro was growling as he tossed your clothes aside, and Dirk had brought the rope out. Hal was chuckling while Dave threw his clothing off. They were all pent up, and who better to take it out on than the man that caused it? A shadow in the far corner guided you down on your knees so that the fun could start.
So that was basically how the boys got to dominate you for once, and yeah. You liked it.