Rory squirmed, and every time a restraint held him down, he moved his hips up and forced himself deeper into Benjamin's mouth; wanting control. 

When his eyes weren't closed, he watched with helpless fascination as Benjamin's head bobbed up and down his dick. Rory was shocked at just how much he was enjoying it; at how badly he wanted to watch Benjamin swallow his cum. 

Benjamin's mouth was hot and wet like a pussy, causing bursts of pleasure to roll up Rory's spine. The pressure of an orgasm was building and Rory could barely take it; his toes wiggled and his hands repeatedly grasped the armrests. 

Rory turned and stared at Emer, riddled with pleasure and wanting her attention. She was focused on Benjamin, but it didn't bother him. Rory knew she was enjoying herself, and it aroused him all the more. He licked his lips as he imagined the softness of Emer's lips on him instead—and the floral spread of her pussy...

Emer's eyes slowly raised to meet his. Rory shivered in delight, unable to look away from the crystal of her lavender eyes. Her hand was up in a flash, gripping him by the neck. She held him down with a single, small hand, and smirked. The sick pleasure tucked in the corner of her mouth was more than he could bear. The pressure against his neck, the restraints, her eyes, and the slurping and sucking... He was going to...

Rory gripped his arm rests, his sharp nails slicing into the leather as he thrust his hips up and came. Warm, electrical waves of pleasure shot through him and he growled in total helplessness against the intensity of his orgasm. 

Benjamin's head bobbed twice more as he sucked Rory clean. Overwhelmed by everything he was feeling, Rory spasmed in his chair. When Benjamin's lips were finally off of him, Rory heard Emer say, "Kneel."

There was some shuffling and Rory turned to see Benjamin on his knees in front of her. 

"You may cum," she told him.

Rory leaned back into his head rest. He'd watch, but he suddenly felt exhausted. He was dead weight against his chair and could barely keep his eyes open, but when he heard Benjamin's soft moans, he turned back and watched him. 

Benjamin worked his left hand along his cock quickly. Rory couldn't imagine how badly that man needed to cum. Benjamin's cheek's flushed as he worked his hand harder, his need for release painfully apparent. 

Emer observed him quietly, her arms crossed, as she stood confident in her corset and crotchless panties. Benjamin's soft moans suddenly turned into gasps as ropes of semen shot out of him and onto the floor in front of Emer's feet. Benjamin fell forward, hunched over and panting. He held himself up with one arm and shuttered. 

Emer walked over to Rory and slowly unbuckled his restraints. The moment his arm was free, he sat up and raised a hand, offering to caress her. She inclined her head, giving him permission to touch her. He thumbed along her soft, cream-colored cheek and was surprised when she leaned in to give him a sweet, subtle kiss.

She pulled away and walked past Benjamin and over to her clothes. As she got dressed, Rory finished unbuckling his restraints and got up to retrieve his boxer briefs. He decided he'd shower after they left. 

When Emer was dressed, she hopped onto his bed and positioned herself in the middle. She patted the sheets, inviting them over. Though they had just been intimate, Rory had not expected her to be affectionate. It just didn't seem like her, but then he didn't really know her. 

Benjamin climbed into the bed on one side of her and Rory positioned himself on the other. Emer cradled them both like children and held them close. Rory stroked her thigh and let his eyes close, while Benjamin rested his head on her shoulder and caressed her tummy. 

"Are you a prisoner too?" Rory heard Benjamin ask. 

Emer was silent for a time before she replied, "I'm making the most of my situation."

Rory opened his eyes and brought his hand up to caress her cheek. "Will we ever get to go outside—not just to hunt vampires—but to... I don't know, be a part of the world again?" 

She turned to look at him, her pale blonde hair wild around her, "We train and we play the game—and then we win it." 

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