Seduction is always so much more pleasant than manipulation, though Elyas is hardly against using the latter to benefit himself and his Laurent. Oh, Piero was always going to come home with them once the fox had set his sights on him, but the fact that Elyas didn't have to use any underhanded tactics to make it happen just creates a much more pleasant experience. Otherwise there's this underlying tension that never quite goes anywhere. But when they're willing participants, it's a much better experience for everyone. They relax. They get comfortable. The monsters get to take their time and enjoy their new, temporary friend to the fullest.
As the night wears on, Elyas pays less and less attention to the things that Piero is actually saying. Oh, make no mistake, he still pays close attention to the questions being asked, but that's merely because of the one doing the asking. It doesn't matter what Laurent says, Elyas will hang on his every word. Even if the subject doesn't matter to him, it all changes once it's said in Laurent's voice. He could recite it back word for word if asked. And tonight is no different. He listens closely to every question, but pays no attention to the answers. He hears the pitch and tone of Piero's voice, listens to the way his voice changes a little when he gets excited about an answer and the way his words become a little softer and start to run together with the more wine he's given, but he pays the actual words no mind. They won't matter anyway once he and his beloved are through with with this sweet man.
In time, the food is forgotten and it's time to partake of the young man Laurent so expertly positioned between the two of them. If not for that, the fox may have ignored the human entirely. That's not to say he isn't eager for the human, he just finds it so easy to let himself get lost in his vampire's affections. Now that it's all happening, he has to remind himself that this is about the three of them. This isn't the two of them and their human meal.
Though the more breathless and flushed Piero gets, the easier it is for him to keep the fox's attention, for better or for worse.
"The three of us?" Elyas gently nips at the human's bottom lip and then frowns up at him. "You'd want someone to be left out?" He takes hold of Piero's shirt and starts tearing it at the seam. He'll never be getting back in these clothes anyway. "There's plenty of room for everyone, after all. Now, my dear Laurent requested that we get you out of these pesky clothes..." Once the shirt is torn enough, Elyas pulls it free of Piero's torso and tosses it down as he presses his lips to the larger man's bare shoulder.
"Taste his bare skin, my love. It's just as delicious as his mouth." The words are mumbled between soft kisses, all the while Elyas is giving Piero's pants the same treatment as his shirt. Tugging and pulling until he hears them start to tear.
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As the night wears on, Elyas pays less and less attention to the things that Piero is actually saying. Oh, make no mistake, he still pays close attention to the questions being asked, but that's merely because of the one doing the asking. It doesn't matter what Laurent says, Elyas will hang on his every word. Even if the subject doesn't matter to him, it all changes once it's said in Laurent's voice. He could recite it back word for word if asked. And tonight is no different. He listens closely to every question, but pays no attention to the answers. He hears the pitch and tone of Piero's voice, listens to the way his voice changes a little when he gets excited about an answer and the way his words become a little softer and start to run together with the more wine he's given, but he pays the actual words no mind. They won't matter anyway once he and his beloved are through with with this sweet man.
In time, the food is forgotten and it's time to partake of the young man Laurent so expertly positioned between the two of them. If not for that, the fox may have ignored the human entirely. That's not to say he isn't eager for the human, he just finds it so easy to let himself get lost in his vampire's affections. Now that it's all happening, he has to remind himself that this is about the three of them. This isn't the two of them and their human meal.
Though the more breathless and flushed Piero gets, the easier it is for him to keep the fox's attention, for better or for worse.
"The three of us?" Elyas gently nips at the human's bottom lip and then frowns up at him. "You'd want someone to be left out?" He takes hold of Piero's shirt and starts tearing it at the seam. He'll never be getting back in these clothes anyway. "There's plenty of room for everyone, after all. Now, my dear Laurent requested that we get you out of these pesky clothes..." Once the shirt is torn enough, Elyas pulls it free of Piero's torso and tosses it down as he presses his lips to the larger man's bare shoulder.
"Taste his bare skin, my love. It's just as delicious as his mouth." The words are mumbled between soft kisses, all the while Elyas is giving Piero's pants the same treatment as his shirt. Tugging and pulling until he hears them start to tear.