Jaques Richards

As teeth sank into his flesh, Preston only felt the pain of it momentarily before he let out a guttural moan, unable to stop the pleasure that coursed through him. It didn’t matter that this should’ve hurt him… it didn’t matter that his body was now covered in even more blood… No, what mattered was that he was seeing the darkness that radiated inside of Jack, the darkness that he created… and he loved it. Oh, how he loved bringing out Jack’s devilish desires, seeing the power that coursed through him. “Make me,” Preston defied, looking over his shoulder to where his son was standing, blue eyes darkened with a mixture of lust of challenge. “If you want me to believe that I’m yours, you have to make me… you have to claim me.” With the arousal in the air, Preston’s body fed from it and grew more powerful, and soon enough his tail had grown until it wrapped around his son’s slim waist while he pushed his ass back against Jack’s crotch, toying with him… teasing him. “Otherwise… I won’t believe it. Otherwise, you’re mine… and you always will be.”

Jack briefly wondered what either of them must have looked like, Jack covered in blood, hard and his eyes dark, dangerous and full of lust. His father, the same way. Naked, bloody and clearly going at each other.  Jack sucked on the inside of his cheek at that defied rejection of what he wanted to hear. What he wanted to have soaked into his mind right now.  “Oh,   Father...” Jack drawled as he felt that tail wrapped around his body and felt that perfect ass press back against his aching cock.  A hand moved up to grip the back of Preston’s head before he forced his fathers head against the desk again, pressing down tightly on his head to keep him there as his cock, slick with blood started to press into his father. He just wanted to hear him scream, at the very least.  “You want me to claim you?” He snarled. “Like I claimed my brothers? Made them weak and fucking-..”  Jack groaned as his cock pressed harder, further into his father as he held him down. 

The air seemed to grow thicker and thicker as the two grow more aroused, Preston’s pheromones feeding Jack’s lust and Jack’s arousal feeding Preston’s power, and soon he could feel the power beginning to radiate in his veins, surging through him, making him stronger… hornier. A low growl left his lips as his son bit his lip, a small show of dominance - one that Preston was trying to bring out - before he heard his son’s soft admission. “Then you should do something about that,” Preston stated, fingernails turning into sharp claws as he let them rake down Jack’s shirt, tearing the fabric and slicing his son’s skin in shallow scratches, blood beginning to well to the surface. He wanted to draw out his son’s power, he wanted to see just what kind of man his second-born truly was. “Or do you think you aren’t up to the job?“

Nonsense! Ezra is a bastard, everyone knows bastards can’t inherit anything. ;)

“That’s exactly what I was thinking yes. I think you’d love to do that.” Drew’s lips curled into a smirk and he gasped playfully. “Uh oh. Big bad Jack said the ‘L’ word! The whole world is gonna come crashing down now!” He taunted before yanking his brother closer, connecting their lips in a passionate kiss. He hummed softly against his lips. “I love you too though.” He whispered before chuckling. “He’d praise me and call me a dirty slut, I think. And I’d love every single second of it. I am a slut. Even more of a slut for some good ‘ol praise.” He pouted a little and teasingly stomped his foot. “Damn it. Why did I decide to wear boxers..” Drew leaned in to brush his lips against Jack’s ear. “Instead of some pretty lace panties.” He whispered and nibbled playfully at his earlobe before pulling away. Drew chuckled softly and arched back into Jack. “Oh yeah? Do I make you think filthy, kinky thoughts about me, big brother? Do I make you want to ruin me? Leave your mark on me to show you own me?” He giggled a little before that hand tightened around him. Drew’s eyes rolled back into his head and his cock throbbed at the action itself. “Oh I do taste sweet. You know that from using your pretty blade on me.” He purred teasingly as he shivered slightly at the other’s touch to his skin. He whimpered softly and continued rocking back against him. Drew let him push him around, loving having his big brother in complete control of him. He yelped a little at the nip. “Fuck… “He breathed out and reached his hands out to rest against the cool tiles of the shower wall. “Well… Then I’d scream in pleasure, beg for more. Beg to be filled like the little slut I am. Beg for you to mark me, abuse me.” He whined, voice a little hoarse against the hand but fuck did he love it. “Want… Want your worst today, big brother. I’ve missed it.” 

“Hm, I’ll admit that might be the time you’d get me to do whatever you wanted.” After all, he’d be lost in the eurofia of what Drew looked like when he was done with him.  “Big bad Jack? you’re a fucking dick sometimes...” He chuckled before he pressed back into that deep kiss, easily taking control of it as he nipped and sucked at the others bottom lip hungrily. There was a ghost of a smile against the other's lips at those sweet words. “I know you do...I love you too..” he whispered back lightly, honestly, aware of how his brother felt and how he enjoyed those words from time to time.  Jack pulled back at those next words, easily flowing with the conversation. “You’re right. He totally would say that. And god knows he’d properly be jerking off at the breakfast table all while he said it...” he paused before adding.” You are quite the good little slut..” he purred, adding in his own praise for good measure.  Jack ducked his head with a laugh as the other stomped his foot like a child who’d lost his favorite toy, his head tilting up at that those lips brushing against his ear.   It was Jack turn to groan loudly enough for it to echo around the bathroom at the mention of those lace panties. “Hm...Because I would have had to remind you who’s pussy that belongs too..” He shot back as he met the others eyes before he ran his tongue along his lower lip.  Those words flowed over Jack just as erotic as the way the others ass was brushing against his cock. “ You always make me think filthy, kinky little thoughts Drew.  I want to ruin you, I want to fuck you till you know nothing but my dick and my come leaking out of every hole. I want to jerk you off ten times till you can’t come any more...I want to  to be a ruined, fucking little bitch...” he clicked into the other's ear as he watched the eyes of the other roll back into his head, his fingers feeling the other trying to breathe with every passing moment, every breath. God, it was hot.  “The pretty blade you bought me, no less..”  he reminded playfully, enjoying every whimper and needy little reaction to the other needing his cock.  It was easy to man-handle drew, to be the one in control, to take what he wanted and owned. His hand didn't let up on the boy's neck as he watched him rest against the titles.  “My worst...you sure now?” Jack was aware that he could blur the line between non-con and what was actually allowed fairly easily when he was “the worst.”  “And me without my kit...” He mused as his free hand moved down around the boy to land a harsh spank on the others ass.   “I’ll do my best then...Hm..” He purred into the others ear.  “Fucking beg me, you whore.” 

“I will, I promise. Just you wait.” His brows raised as he looked at him. “Now, I definitely wouldn’t mind that after you use your knife or something on me.” Drew chuckled and wiggled his brows playfully at him. He blew a raspberry, waving his hand a little. “Oh please. I always want to look like whore in front of the family, in front of everyone.” He mused and gave a little wiggle of his ass. “I know you do. I should’ve put some on today, shouldn’t I? Might not have even made it into the bath before you pounced on me.” He teased with a lick of his lips. Drew chuckled to himself as he watched how Jack reacted to it all. The loss of the hand around his neck made him pout a little too, already missing it. But he doubted it would be too long before Jack replaced it again. Drew playfully rolled his eyes at Jack’s words but he couldn’t argue with it. His brother treating him this way always got him riled up and he loved it. “Live to serve you, yes, big brother.”  He chuckled and licked his lips. He truly did love being manhandled and gripped and he let out a deep moan as Jack took charge again. His eyes fluttered shut and he grinned. “Something tells me that you have a few ideas, no?” He smirked as he ground his ass back, loving the feeling of his brother’s cock sliding between his cheeks. His hand reached up to Jack’s on top of his neck and encouraged him to squeeze. “I’m sorry. Think that bit of blood might be on your palm now. I know you were just dying to lick it up.” He hummed as he rutted against him. “You’re welcome to do anything to me. Rough as you like.”

“Oh? When you’re already exhausted and all floppy? Hm..I suppose I could do it then.”  Jack shook his head at that raspberry, rolling his eyes at how immature his brother could be at times.  "Hm, and that's why I love you..." He purred, the words flowing more honest as the other wiggled his ass a bit.  "And what do you think daddy would do while you were getting fucked him? Praise you? Whisper how much he loved you or called you a dirty slut?" he teased back at the other.  "If you were wearing some skimpy underwear, I'm pretty sure I would have been eating you out the moment you stepped out of your room." he pointed out with a little wiggle of his own eyebrows.   Part of him knew that his brother was simply humoring him with those words but it didn't stop that little thrill of power or the way his cock twitched at the very idea of Drew being made just for him.  A ghost of a smirk danced against the back of Drew's head as that deep moan danced and echoed around the bathroom.  "Oh-...I have a few ideas for a dirty little boy like you..." he whispered into Drew's ear as he pressed his cock between the other's cheeks, enjoying the other rocking it between those wet cheeks eagerly.   It did'nt take much encouragement before his hand curled tight around his brother's neck again, squeezing it as his nails started to make similar little red marks to the first one.  "Hm, how well you know me...I bet it tasted so sweet..." he purred as his free hand moved down the boys front like he owned him,  the tips of his fingers brushed along the base of the boys cock before back up again., his fingers brushing along the others nipples as he forced him further into the shower, the glass door closing behind them. " As rough as I like, hm? And if I slammed inside you right now? Made you milk me again, and again..." his teeth nipped at Drew's ear sharply.  

Drew smiled and chewed the inside of his cheek. “Why? I think it would be a nice sight. One of these days, I will make you coddle me.” He teased in a sing-song voice. The younger Richards moaned softly at the images his brother was giving him. “You do realise that this has to happen now? When you least expect it, I’m gonna come down to breakfast in skimpy underwear, already hard as I picture what you’re gonna do to me.” He hummed softly. Drew whimpered softly as Jack spoke. There was something about his big brother owning him like this that sent him wild. He craved it, for Jack to use him, abuse him, own him for however long he pleased. Drew knew he would let the older Richards do whatever he wanted to him and fuck did he love it. He let his eyes roll back into his head as Jack gripped him, marked him. So engrossed in the moment that he whined slightly when he let go. Drew looked up in time to see the cock smacking his cheek and he laughed softly. “Certainly, big brother.” He purred and stood too, revealing his own naked form and just how hard he had gotten from the other squeezing his throat. Drew gave one more brushing touch to Jack before stepping out of the bath and towards the shower with a smug grin. 

“Oh? Will you now? Whisper how I love you and how precious you are...?”  The tone was mocking but it’s not like he wouldn't do that sweet, almost romantic sex with his brother. It was more than he simply...preferred the harsher way with his human sibling.  “ Oh really now? Does it? You want to look like a total whore in front of the entire family?” He teased, chuckling lightly. “Though I do love you in skimpy underwear...” He mused, already seeing that sight in his mind of Drew leaning over the breakfast table to taunt him again as his father's talk about whatever the hell they talk about.  God that whimper went straight to his cock again,  he swore that Drew’s magic was simply this, the ability to get him riled up with a few sounds.   God and that whine as he let go, like Drew was aching for just a bit more pain-...it was really intoxicating.  There was no way to hide the way Jack's cock twitched against his tummy at the way the other uttered those two sinful words again,  Jack's smirk dancing along his face as the other showed off his own aching cock, his eyes flicking back to that little drop of blood on the boys neck from his thumb mark, his tongue licking at the side of his mouth as if he could already taste that drop.  " That's right, Little brother. You live to serve.." he teased back as he stepped out the bath himself, making a point to flick the plug away for it to drain before he stood back up to watch Drew walk towards the shower with that perky ass bouncing with every step.  The older boy closed the distance between them before he slid up behind Drew, his cock pressing between those cheeks as his hand took back it's place around Drew's neck. Though, this time from behind.  "Whatever should I do first with you...? 

He’d have to have been blind to miss the shiver that ran through the other at his murmured words, a grin firmly curly against his lips. He was practically drinking in every one of Jack’s reactions to him, from the breathy sounds that slipped free at his soft nips and swipes of his tongue, to the way he didn’t resist having his arms locked in to place above his head, leaving everything on display for Conway. “I didn’t realize I’d left the cuffs behind last time I was around. Meant to take everything with me, not leave you with a way to get yourself in to trouble.” A teasing growl still rolled free as the other flexed slightly, slowly slipping his way down to nuzzle at the younger man’s chest, tongue swiping out over one of his perky nipples before leaving another mark just below it. “Mm, maybe I do like having you at my mercy like this. Play with you however I liked, leave you hard and leaking like a bitch in heat for me.” He knew what dirty talk did to Jack, and he was never afraid to use it.

“And how is that my fault then? If you left the cuffs and I just happen to use them for this little game?”  Jack pointed out at his uncle, even if he was a rather...on show right now. That didn't stop his sarcastic streak from coming out even now.  His back pressed against the bars of the cell as his uncle’s tongue ran down his chest and over his nipples, a harsh sharp noise coming from the pale younger boy as the other nipped a mark on his chest. The red spot easily brushing against the skin a moment later.  Jack could feel that animalistic growl dancing under his sin in the best way as the other spoke.  Jack’s love of dirty talk was pretty well known by his family at this point, you might even call it a weakness of his considering how often people exploited it.  “A bitch in heat huh... Leave me for the rest of your fucking squad. Uncle, how dare you..” he growled lightly as he felt his cock start to stiffen between his legs at each little touch, feeling of that tongue and word.  

Drew raised a brow but smirked a little. “I can just imagine you coddling him, big brother.” He teased with a light laugh. He shrugged before speaking again. “As if that would bother me. You gonna end up bending me over the breakfast table? Fucking me into papa’s pancakes?” He teased, shifting that little bit closer so more of their skin was touching. Drew let out a choked moan as Jack’s grip on him tightened. If they weren’t in the bath, no doubt he’d be begging for Jack to tie him up, wreck him properly. But if his brother was serious about the bath sex, their options were a little more limited. “All… Your’s.” He whispered out before nodding as best he could against his hand on his throat. “I d-don’t care if it can. Crumble around us for all I care. Just make me scream.” He pleaded as his pace picked up, pumping Jack’s cock eagerly now, wanting so badly to be filled with it.

“how dare you imagine me coddling anyone.”  Jack shot back with a little smirk at the others teasing, his head shaking a little at the thought.  There was a little hum at those next words as if Jack was trying to choose his words more carefully. “ More like make you stare right into Papa’s eyes as I fuck you till you do that high pitched whimper you do...” he teased back as he also shifted against his brother, his wet skin pressing against his. “You could come right over the breakfast for all I care...” he added, enjoying the mental picture in his mind of his brother looking like a total whore over breakfast.   That choked sound of his brother's voice was perfect, the sight of him was utter perfection to the warlock.  “That’s right. All  mine...”  There was that familiar feeling of a power trip running through him, dancing through his veins like his favorite sort of drug.  As nice as the bath was, it wasn't the best place for this sort of fun. How could he move? Abuse? Or get Drew into the positions he wanted?  Jack’s thumb pressed hard enough against Drew’s throat till a pretty red crescent moon cut was left by his thumb before he dropped his hand away and stood up. Water flowing off him and his cock, inches from his brother's lips. “ I think we should move this to the shower, should we?” He teased as his thick cock smacked his brother on the cheek. 

Drew shrugged and blew a raspberry. “Well, I guess you’ll just have to show him a little rough then if nobody else will.” He nodded a little before chuckling at the memory. “My skimpy underwear was your favourite thing about breakfast and you know it. I can always do it again if you miss it.” He smirked and moaned deeply as his brother’s hand curled around his neck. Drew licked his lips and hummed softly. “I never said I wasn’t. I admit to it.” He managed to grunt out against the other’s hand, his own cock twitching with desire. “Maybe I was. Born for you to own.” Drew mumbled and leaned in closer, almost begging his brother to squeeze harder at him. His hand wandered under the water to stroke Jack with a smirk. 

“That’s tempting but I’ll leave him to his coddling..” After all, he could get his more...harsher urges out on the other human member of this little family.   Jack smirked at that response though, giving a simple chuckle of his own. “That’s true...it certainly beat out papa’s pancakes watching your barely contained ass bend over for the milk.  Oh? I suppose you could do it again. I can’t promise as much restraint as I did when I was younger,  however...”  Jack’s eyes flashed dangerously at the others moan, the sound sending shivers down his spine and right between his legs.  “ If I’m twisted then, so are you...” he pointed out in a soft, teasing tone as he watched the other's body react to his hand, feeling the other lean against it,. All those telltale signs of wanting it a bit harsher.  “ Born for me to fuck. to wreck...to  abuse...” he teased harshly, as his hand started to tighten around that throat even as the others hand stroked him back to fully erection, his impressive cock pressing like steel against the others hand.   “Should I make you scream your lungs out? Think this bathroom could handle it?” 

“Believe me… I know.” He chuckled and winked at his big brother. Drew wasn’t annoyed by the fact Jack didn’t say love. He knew deep down that he loved the whole family, he just wasn’t someone who could admit it. Drew shrugged and smiled. “Course I miss the knife. I always love you playing with it on me. Gets both of us damn hard. I’m sure in time, if he wants, he could handle you.” He mused with a shrug to match his brothers. Drew smirked proudly as he realised just how much he was affecting Jack. “No, no you can’t be blamed. Since I love you doing that to me as much as you love being the one to ruin me.” He chuckled and shifted closer to wash a little more of his brother, deliberately brushing against his cock once again. “Not my fauly I was brought up with such a kinky big brother who knows just how to work me up. And vice versa. Right?” He smiled smugly, knowing he was right. He knew what made Jack tick and he knew he could be the one Jack abused should he want it.

Jack smiled as the other talked about the way they played with such affection and eagerness. “I think the lot of you are way too gentle with him for me to do that..” He pointed out lightly as he ran his tongue along his lower lip.  “Of course you love it...you use to tease me by running around in those tiny things of underwear during breakfast...” he teased lightly, his cock giving it another twitch at that brush against it from his brother, as it lengthened and hardened with every word.  “You’re just as a kinky fucker as I am..” He pointed out as a hand moved up out of the water to curl around Drew’s neck, his thumb pressed against the others Adam's apple lightly.  “Vice versa is right, you naughty little brother... with such pretty lips and an ass made for a king to fuck...” he teased as he forward to nip at the others jawline.  “You were born just for me. I swear...” 

“Only like? Not love? My you really know how to hurt a man.” He teased. Drew clicked his tongue and shrugged. “I know from experience that you aren’t exactly… Gentle. Besides, I’m only joking. Sex with you is beyond amazing, alright? Very sexy and kinky. Just how I like it. I miss the knife.” He smirked and cocked his head to the side before humming softly. Drew pouted and let his food slide up Jack’s thigh, deliberately brushing against his cock. “You just wish it was you breaking my ass though.” He smirked, leaning in to grab a puff and start washing his brother’s chest. “Breaking my ass with your hands, cane, cock, whips, everything. Being as rough as you want.” He purred as he playfully pinched his nipple. 

“You’re right. I do know how to hurt a man.” Jack shot back with a little smirk of his own. He could say the L word but it was something he’d like to say rarely, even to his own family.   “You miss the knife, huh?” He mused as he sucked on the inside of his cheek. “Gentle is’nt my game and you know it. I mean, I can do it. God knows Finn can’t handle me but..” he gave a simple shrug, water lapping around him.  There’s a soft gasp as that foot brushes over his cock, his eyes locked to his younger brother as he spoke.  He was silent as his brother went on about every little way he could break him, every little way he could hurt him. Own him. Abuse him. See him cry. His back arched a little at that pinch to his nipple as his cock was already starting to rise between his legs at the words.  “I can’t be blamed for that? Can I? Wanting to see you damn near passed out but leaking my come?” 

“Well, since I’m slutty most the time, I’ll take that as a compliment.” He smiled with a playful wiggle of his brows. “Like you haven’t already with some poor, unfortunate soul.” Drew teased as he deliberately put on a show. Wiggling out of his clothes, turning slightly to give Jack a view of his ass. Drew kept his legs up a little as Jack spread out. He smirked and shook his head. “Big brother, are you really going to ignore my question? ‘Cause your silence makes me think you are jealous.” He finally slid his legs down to rest either side of Jack. He leaned back against the side of the bath with a content sigh. “All you have to do is ask if you want me in your bed.” He shrugged before grabbing the bottle of body wash. 

“Then I like you the most all the time,” Jack added with a little playful smirk, always showing off his more...loving side with his little brother.  “Poor unfortunate soul? My, sex with me must be quite the experience if that's your descriptor.” he shot back, his hand moving along the side of the bath as he soaked in the sight of Drew turning around to show off that sinfully good ass.  Jack tried to ignore that little twitch between his legs at Drew calling him “big brother.”. God knows the other knew what it did to him by now.  “I’m not jealous. God forbid I deprive either of our fathers of your entirely breakable,  perfect human ass..” he teased with a little wink as he stared at his brother across the bath.  

“Oh you definitely have. You’re my biggest fan.” He teased but stepped forward into the room. Drew chuckled as he started to strip off. “It is relaxing, I won’t argue with you there.” He rolled his eyes, smirking at his older brother. “Uh oh. Careful, Jack. You sound a little jealous there. You upset it’s not your bed?” Once he was naked, he carefully climbed into the bath, sitting opposite his brother. 

“What can I say? Slutty Drew is my favorite drew.” he pointed out as he watched his brother strip off his clothes, a sight he’d seen a million times since they were younger.  “Exactly. Dad splurged on this whole fancy bathroom. Might as well use every inch of it.” He said easily,  his eyes dipping to his brother's cock as he stepped towards the bath.  Jack pulled his legs up closer to himself as Drew slid in opposite him, his long legs returning a moment later to slide over Drew’s lap, “See? Is’nt this nice? He said, easily dancing around the question of him being upset at Drew in their father's bed. Hey, not like Jack didn't spend time in there either. 

“If you really think I’m shy then you clearly don’t know me at all, big brother.” He chuckled a little as he admired the sight. “I just didn’t take you as a bath person. Aside from maybe bath sex.” Drew teased as he looked at him.