Return Of A Star Player

[Trillian]

Lazarus followed Jake into the bedroom, seeing the dancer already lying on the bed. Nice. When Jake crawled beside him, Lazarus shouldered one of the bed-posts at the foot of the bed and smirked at the pair. When Jake beckoned him, he tipped his head back and gave a little shake.

"How about I watch, first?"

Being a voyeur in close-up was the kind of show he preferred. If he liked strippers or half-naked men writhing around on dance-floors or on stages, he would be at the Pompeii or Risk. No, wait, Risk was gone. It was Venture, now. Same, same, just a bit of poshness to better hide the sleaze.

He would watch what Jake did with his plaything, and when the time was right, he would join them.

[Black Philip]

Jake smiled and turned to the human dancer. Lazarus wanted a show and Jake planned on giving him one. It was hot to preform, for someone to watch him in the carnal act and derive their own pleasure from it. Jake didn't want to disappoint and made steps to put on a proper bit of smut. It started with some kissing, as Jake pulled himself on top of the other man. Federico looked at Jake like he was the only thing in the world that mattered and ran his hands along the Ventrue's body. Jake grabbed his hands and then pinned him to the bed as he licked his chest. Jake was using foreplay to stall. What did he want from the other man? He decided that it was his turn to top, and he placed his knees on the dancer's chest, placing his cock inside the dancer's mouth. He began to pound, enjoying the warm feeling Lazarus had been missing earlier. He paid no attention to Lazarus as he worked the other man's throat. Nobody liked the guy who looked at the camera in porn, and Jake refused to break the illusion just to check he was doing a good job.

He knew he was doing a good job, as Federico's legs twitched and writhed around in pleasure. Jake heard a choking noise and pulled himself out, remembering that humans need to breath. Then again, it was hot to make him choke a bit, as long as he was ready when it was Lazarus's turn. Jake flipped him over and forcefully moved him into the needed position. Now he would look at Lazarus, the Cheshire cat's grin now across his youthful face. He slid himself in, and waited for Lazarus to slide in him. Jake was greedy and wanted to be in the middle. Lazarus would get his turn on the mortal, after he'd taken a turn on Jake.   

[Trillian]

If Lazarus hadn't been wearing the amethyst ring, protecting him from mental fingers - both from allies or hostile foes - he would've thought Jake was a mind-reader. The scene in front of him was enough to bring his rod back to life - divining sex in the same way that the magic ones divined water. As Jake forced himself deeply into the mortal's throat, Lazarus grinned and reached down to remove his boots, using the bedpost to keep him upright so he didn't miss a moment. Jake seemed to think of humans and treat them exactly as Lazarus did; selfishly. He and Jake were Gods, smiting whoever didn't worship them, pleasuring themselves with whoever did. They took what they wanted and demanded the rest, and nobody dared to leave them wanting. Oh yes, he and Jake might've had a rocky start, but things were looking up. Just like his cock, springing forth from his unzippered jeans. His shirt was the last to go, and when Jake finally looked Lazarus' way, he would find the ancient vampire naked and ready.

Wanting a smooth and unhindered entry, he found lube - easily accessible from the bedside drawers. He'd intended on pouring it onto his fingers but the stuff went everywhere, practically covering his whole hand. Well, he could use that to advantage, too. He tossed it, too busy looking at Jake shaking his ass - well, thrusting it back and forth at him, anyway.

Lazarus crawled onto the bed, working his lubed hand upon himself before reaching out for Jake. At first he used his thumb, teasing and circling only when Jake pulled out of the mortal to meet him. If he wanted more of Lazarus' fingers, he would have to pull all the way out of the mortal to get them - something Lazarus didn't think he would do. Eventually, impatient to be a part of this playtime now, he thrust fingers in all the way, wriggling them inside and pushing in time to Jake's movements. Not long after, his fingers were removed and he aimed himself with a lack of care that had him shoving roughly in just as Jake pulled back.

Oh, but there was no resistance beyond the usual tightness for Lazarus had worked Jake's body nicely. He closed his eyes and focussed only on the sensation of sliding in and out, and by extension, fucking the mortal beneath Jake as well, for it was Lazarus' rhythm that was now the master of them both.

[Black Philip]

Jake liked the look of Lazarus naked, and smiled at the sight while he pulled himself in and out of Federico. Lazarus might've been surprised by the ferocity he'd showed in the other roll, especially after playing the sub boy so well. He was all the more happier when Lazarus began to open him. He moaned in appreciation as his pleasure increased. He wanted Lazarus inside him, and the wanting would be come apparent as he slowed, waiting for Lazarus to take him. The mortal beneath him was in a daze of his own ecstasy, Jake's aura and cock overwhelming him almost out of the room.

As Lazarus entered Jake didn't buckle at all, despite the half hazard entry. Luckily, his aim improved, and the powerful strokes sent shivers down Jake's legs and into his toes. Lazarus would hear a moan, higher and weaker than the one he'd heard before. It felt more real than others he'd heard and the ancient would know he had turned Jake into a puddle, his weight now being shared by Lazarus and Federico. His eyes were wide and as Lazarus banged him into his human blood doll he felt himself climax, the moment being clearer to Lazarus who could see his body twitching and jiving.

He wouldn't stop Lazarus until he was done. Jake knew he could take a beating and was willing to take all that Lazarus could give. In fact, he demanded it.

[Trillian]

Lazarus felt muscles clenching around him and oh, it was good. Jake was right to think Lazarus would continue until he was finished, for there was no stopping him now that he'd found a hole to fuck. Grunting with the force of driving himself all the way in after pulling almost all the way out, he jackhammered into Jake, causing the mortal beneath them both to be pounded into the bed, bouncing along with Lazarus' motions. Eventually, Lazarus came, screaming hallelujah at the ceiling and then half laughing, half panting as he collapsed atop Jake, spent.

[Black Philip]

As Lazarus finished and collapsed on top of him and Federico, Jake felt relief that the end had come at last. It's not that it wasn't pleasurable. On the contrary, Lazarus was officially the best lay Jake had in years. No, the relief came, from feeling the event ending, and  knowing that everyone had come out the other side wet and happy. Even Federico had finished, his own finale dripping down his abs. From his middle position Jake licked a bit off the human and kissed him with it. Job well done Federico. 

After a while if Lazarus didn't pull himself out and off, Jake would give him a light nudge, eventually wanting to end up laying next to the human and other vampire. The bed was big enough for all three men, and Jake laid back content and comfortable. He'd want to feed before sending Federico to a guest room, but didn't want to rush his beautiful blonde employee to eat. Jake laughed as he had this thought. He'd fucked the help. Lazarus was the help now! He found this hilarious. He said nothing, letting Lazarus state his next need. 

[Trillian]

Lazarus wasn't going anywhere, so Jake's nudge was what made him get moving. He made a sound akin to a purr and half-rolled, half-shuffled off Jake onto the mattress. He wouldn't mind a third round - especially one that included a meal - but he wasn't going to be up for it (snicker snicker) for a while. On his face was a wide and satisfied smile.

"Mortal," he said, looking over at Federico whose name he didn't know nor care to, "come here and keep me warm." Then tacked on like the afterthought it was: "But don't make me sticky."

If the mortal needed to clean up first, then so be it. Lazarus would wait. In the meantime, he looked through half-lidded eyes at Jake. He never would've thought, upon arriving here, that the night would end up like this. He'd actually been unsure of himself while conversing with the other vampire upstairs. Ha! Well, he knew not to doubt himself in future.

[Black Philip]

Jake lay in contemplation as his human pet wiped his seed off in order to be a better heater to Lazarus. This night had not gone as he'd expected. It had been far more exciting and unpredictable than he'd thought. If someone had told him that he'd be hiring Lazarus and then having a three way with him he probably would've thought you mad. But here he was, flesh touching his. He'd had fun tonight. It had been so long since he'd given in to hedonistic pleasure and he considered that Lazarus might be good for him. He had Sam and Scott to keep him grounded, and he had Lisa to keep him Anarch. Maybe Lazarus would help keep him Jake. He liked that idea.

The fantasy was pierced by doubt. This was Lazarus. Lazarus hadn't been there when Jake needed him before. Would he abandon him again? Was this all a ploy to gain Jake's flourishing district? His walls went up and he sat up on the bed, looking at Lazarus and Federico cuddling. He saw on Lazarus's face a happy and satisfied man, and then considered he'd done that. Jake had made someone feel that good. He smiled and laid back down, feeling silly for his paranoia. He'd be careful with him. He'd gain counsel from others on the choice. He felt like maybe this job was good for Lazarus. Maybe he was really an Anarch in the end.

It wasn't a crazy theory. He defied authority, created anarchy, dressed like a rebel and loved a good party. All of these were traits of a free stater. But he'd only ever shown loyalty to himself, and Jake wondered if he was capable of anything but that. He hoped so. Either way, getting Lazarus on the pay roll was a good decision for one reason. He was back, and wouldn't stay quiet for long. Jake had acquired a powerful chess piece, and it was all thanks to the return of a star player.

He cuddled up to Lazarus, forcing his arm around him. "You start tomorrow."

Continued in Sleeping His Way To The Top