❝ Masquerade ❞

[vowelsinyourheart]

{ seething shadows breathing lies }

Traditional thing that Iseul is, he made a point of sending out invitations to every monster and supernatural being with whom he's acquainted the day after telling Damian of his masked ball. Each is written in a large, looping hand and reads:

My Dear Friend,

You are cordially invited to a most exclusive masquerade ball to be held at my estate on the next new moon. The attire is formal with a theme of silver and gold. My doors will open promptly at 8:00pm. Dinner will be served with music, dance, and festivities to follow.

I do so look forward to your attendance.

Kindest Regards,
Your Host

Iseul's calling card is included for those who may not recognize his handwriting. It also happens to have his address on it, as well.

Guests will find the house dark and sprawling, positively goth in decor and style. For those who know or know of Iseul, this won't be a surprise. There's a running joke in the community that the Fae is truly meant to be a vampire... more so than his long-standing vampire rival. Those in attendance will be shown to the parlor, the pocket doors thrown wide to the adjoining suite to make it something of a small ballroom. Musicians sit off to the corner playing with few breaks throughout the night.

The dining room boasts a long table with a veritable banquet. Though, one must be careful about eating Faerie food. Never fear, dear guests, for none of this food was prepared or even harvested by Fae hands. Outside, the grounds are covered with sprawling flower gardens, topiaries, and even a small maze of hedges. Lanterns light the paths since there's no moon for light. Both in and out, the house has many dark nooks and crannies and unoccupied to rooms to disappear into. All guests are welcome to stay if, for any reason, they are unable to leave at first light.

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Tiras

[eroticpain]

It had been ages since he'd last seen his friend in person. So of course when he got the invitation he accepted and said he was bringing his partner. Then he dressed for the evening and put up with no fussing about his attire. His outfit and shoes looked amazing on him. Besides they matched his mask and the jewelry he'd chosen. And he was technically wearing outwear. Even if said outwear left nothing to the imagination.

Enjoying his charm that kept people from falling for his natural charm, he lingered mostly in crowded rooms with glasses of wine in hand. However when he grew tired of all the people, he'd go to sit in quieter rooms. This meant the magic given to him by Iseul stopped working as well. And the chance of falling for the incubus and longing to sleep with him or even falling in love with him? Well that increased tenfold when he was on his own.

Oh well. He supposed it just meant some easy snacks along the way...

[dangernoodle]

"Oh. My. God," sounds a voice over the din of conversation in the room. Those three words of so full; full of excitement and wonder and giving the sense of a dream coming true, of something everyone said is fake being proven real. Whoever else may be around, Snake only notices Tiras and hurries to make his way toward him. It has nothing (well, very little) to do with Tiras' natural appeal and everything to do with this guy being a huge fan of the conspiracy blog about the incubus.

He doesn't even try to hide the childlike excitement. It's like a sports fan randomly running into their idol on the street, it caught him so off-guard.

"You're actually real!"

[eroticpain]

Tiras blinked as he turned to see who was talking to him. Clearly this person knew him. More than that he seemed to be human? An odd choice for this party. Tilting his head, he wondered who this could even be or why he looked so excited as if he was this man's hero somehow.

"I am the last I checked, yes." Why that should matter was beyond him though. It wasn't like he cared who thought he was real and who didn't.

[dangernoodle]

Maybe it's a leap to think Tiras runs his own conspiracy blog but on the off chance that he does... or that he even follows it...

"I'm DangerNoodle93." That's his handle on the blog. And he is a prolific commenter there.

[eroticpain]

Immediately his eyes widened and he fully turned to face the young man. Oh he knew that name. He talked with him all the time even though this commenter had never realized it. Smiling brightly now, he actually removed his mask so that way it could be appreciated in full.

"Oh! It's so nice to meet you. I never imagined you'd be here at a fae party of all places."

[dangernoodle]

Ah, he's even prettier when he's not captured in some blurry or grainy photo! Well, that made sense. Of course he'd be more attractive when clear and easy to see. His features seem even finer in person and those eyes like endless pools. They seem so much older than in the photos...

Oh, shit! He's staring, isn't he?

Snake rubs a hand against the back of his neck and laughs. It's a nervous little sound accompanied by a smile. "Yeah, it's just dumb luck, actually. I think the invitation was for whoever lived there before me." But since it wasn't addressed to anyone specific, the fae had no excuse to turn him away.

"This sorta thing happens a lot."

[eroticpain]

"Come. Sit with me."

Reaching out, he took his hand so he could pull him away to some chairs for them to sit down. It was so exciting for him to interact with someone from something he had a passion for. One of his favorite hobbies that Su-jin always helped him with. Smiling brightly, he sat down and swept his robe out so it would sit properly.

"What is your real name? I like your username but let me know you."

[dangernoodle]

Oh, he's being pulled aside. Okay, that's cool. Following along, Snake sinks into the chair beside Tiras. He's usually a little smoother than this, but how can he be expected to be cool when he's basically meeting his favorite cryptid in the flesh?

"Oh, it's Daniel. But everyone calls me Snake. Hence the username."

[eroticpain]

"I do like Snake better. You have very serpent like features." Boldly, he reached out to trail fingers along one of those deliciously sharp cheekbones. Such a handsome young man. He'd be so very easy to devour and so pleasant to look at while it happened...

But no. He'd never do that. Mainly because he utterly adored how this was his second biggest fan in the world. Never would he keep him from continuing to comment and enjoy the content of his cryptid site.

Lowering his hands into his lap, he tilted his head. "I'm impressed you recognized me so fast. You truly are a fan."

[dangernoodle]

Snake would easily claim to be Tiras' biggest fan, but that's only because he doesn't know about Su-jin. His lashes lower slightly at the touch, pulse quickening a little. It feels like... Something intimate, like some kind o unspoken invitation... to what, Snake isn't sure.

"I've been following your blog for a long time." It probably predates Snake. Back from the good old days of Web 1.0. His smile's bright, but only a little awkward (after all, this guy is like his hero after all!). "It's what inspired me to start my own."

[eroticpain]

"Which one is yours? Tell me about it." Yes, he was already getting his phone out so that way he could look it up and follow it. Even if it wasn't focused on him he still wanted to look it up. Maybe it would be amusing. Humans always had such fascinating and silly ideas about supernaturals after all.

Oh wait. Su-jin had his phone. Well he'd just look it up later then and follow it!

Instead he poured all his attention back into Snake, leaning forward with a smile to show his interest.

[dangernoodle]

There's that nervous little laugh again. It's less sound than a puff of air.

"Uh, it's called Move Over Mothman. I write about," he gestures to the party going on and all the very non-human creatures around them, "just this sorta thing. I kinda... Well, I just stumble into situations like this where I'm usually one of few, if not the only regular human. I write about the real paranormal creatures. But carefully. The last thing I want is to put any of you in danger by giving too many specifics."

[eroticpain]

Oh that was so cute. He was protecting all these creatures that could destroy him just because he was tasty. Tiras wondered if maybe he should give him a gift with his emblem on it so keep other monsters away. Or more just to discourage them from bringing him harm if they came across him. That way Snake could have so many more cute interactions like this and be able to tell him about them in the future.

He wiggled in his seat and smiled wider. "You don't have to worry about me, sweet one. I'm very delicate in appearance but it takes so much more to bring me to danger."

Honestly? Tiras was the danger in actuality.

lbr, it's gonna be NSFW

[lamia]

These sorts of parties are more up Su-jin's alleys. Despite being a generally private person to the outside world, a little shy even, he loves mingling with others. He enjoys getting to know people, be they his fellow monsters or humans (and is that a human he saw over by the punch? WEIRD).

But with Tiras present, how can anyone expect Su-jin won't eventually gravitate to his partner's side? It's quite late by the time he seeks the incubus out, certain he's had a snack or three by then. Despite the charm their host provided, there's only so much that can be done to stifle the abilities of a creature as powerful as Tiras. Even Su-jin falls prey to them sometimes.

But usually, he's just in silent awe of Tiras. Well, when he's not sighing over how put upon he is because of Tiras (no one who matters believes that for a moment!). Tonight he's just happy Tiras is wearing shoes. And, you know, something that leaves a little something to the imagination. To others' imaginations. Su-jin needn't imagine anything after all their centuries together.

Finding his lover in a quieter, less busy room, he sidles up behind him, looping his arms around that slim waist to pull Tiras against him. It's literally been several hours since they arrived, but Su-jin heaves a dramatic sigh as he rests his chin on his partner's shoulder.

"I missed you."

for real

[eroticpain]

Taking a break from people he was admiring the decorations of the house when he felt arms come around him. Though it could have been anyone, he knew these arms well and smiled as he leaned back into that strong body. So cute. He loved when Su-jin got like this. So sentimental and sweet.

"Did you? We've been at the same party all night."

He hummed and lifted his hands up to rest his arms on Su-jin's before tilting his head back to rest it on his shoulder.

"Should I reassure you?"

Re: for real

[lamia]

Did he need reassurance? No. Su-jin knows, has long known, where Tiras' heart lies. It's with him, always with him. No amount of lovers, once or repeated, will change that. Could the people Tiras takes to bed really be called that? Su-jin didn't think so. Not really. Will the lack of need for reassurance stop him from taking it when offered? Also, no.

Su-jin tilts his head to press his cheek to Tiras' hair. He breathed the incubus in and then let out a quiet laugh. "You should. I'm feeling very insecure." He's really not. They've both been off having their own versions of fun. Su-jin loves to socialize and there are a few familiar faces he spent time catching up with.

"Perhaps we could find a particularly dark corner..."

[eroticpain]

Oh he knew that Su-jin wasn't insecure but it was lovely when he pretended to be. When he let him have this little game with him. Smiling more, he hummed and pretended to think about that a bit before he smiled and let his fingers play with Su-jin's sleeve.

"I know where there's a good one. I spotted it earlier."

Turning his head, he looked in the direction of it. Dark. Obscured by drapery. A perfect spot for a quick moment between lovers. "What do you think?"

[lamia]

He follows Tiras' gaze to the spot and hums softly, as if to ponder it. It's not like they haven't done exactly this sort of thing before. It's almost expected, given what they are... and just who they are as people. And because of who they are as people, Tiras already knows Su-jin's going to agree.

"Can you be quiet enough?" They aren't in the most crowded room, but there are still some few guests milling about and wandering in at out. It's much quieter than more bustling parts of the house, where the din of chatter and music might better obscure their actions.

"Can you be quiet?" he asks in a voice hoping the answer is a resounding no.

[eroticpain]

Quiet? While he was having sex? Ew? Tiras looked back at Su-jin with quite the disgusted look on his face.

"Why would I be quiet?"

So clearly the answer was no.

[lamia]

“We could always try,” he teases, dropping his head a little to nuzzle Tiras’ neck. And maybe the thought of clapping his hand over Tiras’ mouth while they’re fucking is a little appealing. Will it help? Not at all, but it would be fun.

[eroticpain]

"That sounds stupid."

He huffed then went to squirm in his arms, clearly trying to make Su-jin get over to where he wanted to go. Namely over there where it was going to be a lot more fun. For both of them. "Let's go."

[lamia]

“Mm, okay, okay~” He mused with a wolfish grin. He didn’t let Tiras go, leaning to claim a slow, languid kiss. As he explored the familiar terrain of Tiras’ mouth, Su-jin guided them over the little shadowed nook his partner indicated earlier. Did he care if anyone saw them heading there? Not really. Surely they weren’t the only once getting a little amorous. Su-jin knows Tiras already has been, he can smell the lone human at that party on him.

[eroticpain]

Tiras knew that Su-jin could smell the human on him but opted not to say a word about it. It wasn't anything that important anyway. At least he didn't think it was? It was so complicated and right now he just wanted to feel Su-jin inside of him. That required little thought and always felt amazing.

So once he had him in the shadowed nook, he yanked him in close to kiss him deeply. Practically demanding all of his attention and affection in that moment. He was starving for it basically. And not at all afraid to show him.

[lamia]

Once in the shaded nook, Su-jin dropped all his pretense of coy hesitance. He crashed into that kiss, hands running beneath Tiras’ robe to slip his fingers into the waist of his briefs and push them down. Tiras had all of his attention and would have it for as long as he wanted it.

Su-jin shuffled forward until he’d pushed Tiras against whatever was behind them – a wall, a bookcase, it didn’t really matter. Just as the scent of someone else on him didn’t matter. It wasn’t unusual, after all. It just gave Su-jin a good excuse to rub himself and his scent all over his partner.

[eroticpain]

Gasping as he suddenly felt his back hit the wall, Tiras wiggled further out of the briefs before grabbing for Su-jin's pants. It wasn't long before he had them open and he was shoving them down to get that amazing cock out. Smiling into the kiss, he let out an eager little whimper before breaking the kiss to gaze him.

"How do you want me?"