Sometimes it was perpetually cold, and other times, it perpetually rained.....
Tonight was definitely one of the latter and it had been raining progressively all day. Which up until this point Daemon could have ignored save for the fact now it was late. He was absolutely plastered and Trent had been gone ever sense Daemon had stupidly snapped at him to go away and leave him alone. Feeling like an idiot at this point and extremely unsettled by a certain something that had only about half to do with the heavy rain and loud thunder Daemon had finally pulled from a half-drunk sleep and nearly drew on a damn shadow. Ended up being not more than the fact the window had somehow gotten open and the wind was making the curtains of his canopy waive about enough to send shadows flickering about the room that was currently lit by one single candle.
Moving to pull from the sheets again he had first grabbed a cup of wine. Cursing his throbbing head and the pre hangover setting in. Then finally he'd set off his original plan to find Trent and apologize for being a complete ass. HOWEVER after checking a few places he'd still not located him and finally he was passing Mysaria and Serena's room. Granted Mysaria had just left that morning to go back briefly to king's landing but Serena? Well perhaps Trent had decided to go linger with her? Worth a shot right?
Moving for the door he was soon slipping in. This chamber was just as dark as his if not more! Not helpful! Well upon first entering he'd been desperately attempting to be quiet in case either were asleep but by the time he was halfway across the room he swore he saw something from the corner of his eye and upon jumping went slamming into the table knocking a few glasses to the floor and just catching the chair next to it as he himself let out a nice string of curses that was basically your closest to 'Son of a cock sucker' in Valyrian.
Trinket woke first and chittered angrily at the intrusion, then went tugging Serena's arm with his front paws to wake her up.
Serena whined angrily and tried to bat away whatever was tugging at her, but then she woke up enough to realize it was Trinket. If Trinket was trying to wake her up, there must be something going on! She sat up.
"What the fuck?" she demanded. "Who goes there!?"
Now holding his hip where he'd just jammed it Daemon first let out a bit of a mellow dramatic whine before moving to continue towards them. "It's the friendly castle ghost who else?!" He remarked a bit smartly as he neared the bed and soon merely went crawling up onto the foot of it and flopping down and for a long moment just sort of laid there silently staring up at the canopy of the bed.
"Fuck you," Serena grumbled, hitting him with a pillow when he went up on her bed. "If someone's going to climb into bed with me, they could at least have the decency to be interesting. What the fuck are you here waking me up for, anyway?"
Daemon hardly reacted to the pillow and merely laid there a moment longer still staring before he moved up onto an elbow. "Well admittedly I was looking for Trent.... But I suppose you'll do" He replied now all to purposely just being an ass as he was soon cracking a bit if grin.
"Ohhh," Serena said with dawning comprehension. "Okay, sure." She tugged him up to lay beside her and climbed on top of him. "Why didn't you just say that's what you wanted?"
Moving along with her prompting until he was up next to her, he cast a small smirk up at her for a moment. "Because I like feigning for attention of course? Clearly it worked" He added with a chuckle. Expression then fading to one a bit more real he looked rather tired and slowly he moved to pull at her gently until she was against him more then finally he settled bit his gaze briefly moving for the sound of the rain near the window.
Serena relaxed against him and went to kissing his neck. Daemon was an annoying prick, but he had his moments, and if Trent wasn't around....
Wait, actually....
She sat back on her heels and looked down at him. "What happened to where you can't find him?" she asked, a note of suspicion in her voice.
For a moment Daemon's eyes had begun to drift shut at the affection. However when she pulled back suddenly he opened them again casting her a sort of daft expression. "What?... Oh um you mean why he wasn't with me. I .. may have, maybe snapped enough to hurt his feelings? I'm not even sure but I've not seen him for hours" He replied letting out a sigh and sort of looked a bit pouty for a moment.
Oh. Well, that made sense, she thought. She shrugged it off. "He'll come back," she said, snuggling back down to him and beginning to kiss her way down his body.
Naturally, that was the exact moment Trent had decided to visit Serena and try to process stuff. He walked in the room and stopped short when he saw Serena basically about to give Daemon a blow job. Sighing, he sat down on the edge of the bed. "Hey," he said. "Bad time?"
Daemon sort of managed a faint forced smile and slowly nodded. She was right, he knew that he just honestly wished it hadn't taken so long. However he was soon all too distracted as she kissed down his chest and stomach which were basically already bare beneath his robe. Eyes falling closed again for a moment it wasn't until he'd heard Trent that he noticed him. Eyes shooting open to look towards him there was that brief moment of shock followed by grinning a bit cheekily. "Well that depends, are you planning on watching or joining?" He decided to try and get Trent distracted enough and maybe he was done sulking anyway? Unlikely... He had come here instead of his room right? That was definitely a worrisome thought now in the back of his mind.
Trent just shrugged, kicked off his shoes, and lay down next to Daemon, sort of scooting him over to make room for himself. He tipped his head onto Daemon's shoulder and took his hand, looking up at the ceiling. Serena hadn't stopped what she was doing; acting guilty in any way would have clued Trent into the idea that something wrong might have been going on, and whether it was or not was up for interpretation. Trent, for his part, wasn't planning to leave again, nor was he going to break the mood by complaining that Daemon had hurt his feelings earlier.
"You know I love you, right?" was all he said.
Hips lifting a bit so Serena could get down his pants Daemon briefly looked to her before back to Trent who was coming up on his side. Ok now he was worried, still insanely turned on for the moment but his expression definitely showed concerned in between brief moments of the pleasure Serena was giving him. "Yeah ...?" Daemon replied though he sounded a bit confused. Was Trent going somewhere with this?
Trent snuggled closer, turning on his side and giving him that usual adoring beam. "Of course I do," he said simply.
Serena kind of chuckled a bit as she pulled Daemon's trousers down and licked him. "Honestly Trent, you're the one who should be doing this," she said.
Trent made a face. "Okay, maybe not THAT much," he demurred, "but I do love you."
Immediately Daemon sort of cracked a small smile as the other moved in closer. However his somewhat endearing gaze back at Trent was soon interrupted by Serena and he snickered before letting out a bit of a purr looking down at her. "It's ok Trent, she offered anyway so I don't get the complaint" He sort of teased back down to Serena as he lightly nuzzled at Trent and then glance back down to her.
Serena's mouth was too full for her to actually giggle at the moment, but the sound she made had that sentiment.
Trent was a little curious as to why Daemon had come here instead of his and Trent's room, but it wasn't a problem for him. At least Daemon was in a better mood, and that was what mattered. He gave the prince a tender kiss, running a hand through his long hair and drawing closer to him. It was nice to kiss and make up.
Letting out another purring sound against Trent's lips Daemon deepened the kiss, hand slowly moving to Trent's inner leg and lightly squeezing. Yeah ok he was instantly settled now that it was clear if Trent had even been angry at all it had passed. Something he both loved and sometimes hated about the other. He could move on from things probably faster than most people. Other hand slowly moved down to lightly thread into Serena's hair now a bit of a moan soon drifting from him against Trent's lips as the pleasure her mouth was giving him only began to increase by the moment.
Trent also reached down to stroke Serena's hair with his free hand while making out with Daemon. Fuck, he was turned on now, especially with Daemon grabbing his leg like that. As much as he tried not to think with his dick, Daemon made that difficult.
Serena sighed happily at the attention. She palmed Daemon's balls and tugged, very, very gently while giving a light little squeeze. This wasn't something she knew if he was into, but it wouldn't hurt to suggest, right? As long as she wasn't actually hurting him.
Daemon's hand briefly tightened on feeling the pressure on his balls. A gasp following against Trent's lips as hips pushed up a bit so his cock was pushing further into her mouth. Fucking hell Serena knew how to push buttons and her mouth felt like heaven. Been a minute since he'd had a blowjob since Trent wasn't one to be into that and Mysaria had been a bit busy being enthralled by Serena. Apparently for good reason too....
Hand loosening enough to continue up Trent's inner thigh his hand was soon rubbing against the crotch of the other’s pants, lightly gripping at the man's cock he could feel beneath the other’s trousers. "Mmmm someone's cock's getting hard" Daemon whispered at Trent with a bit of a cheeky smirk before letting out another gasp at what Serena was doing.
Serena gave a little coo of triumph at Daemon's reaction and squeezed him again, sucking just a bit harder on him, pressing and rubbing her tongue against his cock. He tasted better than she'd thought he would, given Trent's reluctance to blow him. So picky. She moaned as she took him further into her mouth, digging the fingers of her free hand into his hip, letting the nails bite into his skin just the slightest.
Trent blushed deeply. "Oh... Sorry," he whispered with an embarrassed little smile.
"Mmmph I've no idea what you mean I love that hard cock" Daemon purred back before letting out another moan as he felt Serena clawing at his hips. "Fuck" he gasped head dropping to the pillow for the moment as his eyes closed. Then slowly his hand trailed up and was soon moving to pull at Trent's trousers long enough to get them undone before his hand went slipping beneath them grasping at the others dick.
Trent's blush deepened, but he didn't stop Daemon from doing what he wanted. His body's reaction to Daemon was proof enough of what he said and he was pretty sure Daemon knew it. Serena sure as hell knew Trent's body only worked a certain way round people he was in love with; she'd given him endless heckling the first time Trent and Daemon had hooked up.
Serena was greatly enjoying Daemon's own reactions. She moved to take him into her throat, encouraged by both men stroking her hair and the sight of Daemon reaching into Trent's pants. She had to admit that part of her dislike of Daemon was down to jealousy, but honestly there was no need. She and Daemon liked Trent. She and Daemon liked Mysaria. Mysaria and Trent liked Daemon, and her to a degree. But it felt damn good to have Daemon reacting like this to her, as though she were, in some way, conquering her ex's boyfriend.
Moving to slowly begin pumping Trent's cock within his hand Daemon let out another moan, his other hand grasping Serena's hair a bit tighter within his hand as she went down on him again, hips twitching and his own ecstasy so high at this point his grip on Trent's cock was also occasionally tightening in reaction to what Serena was doing to him. Moving his hand from Serena's hair for the moment he reached to push Trent's pants down a bit more, pulling his cock out so he could stroke it better, than settling back he again moved to pull Trent by the back of the neck down to kiss him again, letting out another series of moans against the other’s lips.
There was definitely a certain feeling one gets when the center of a three way like this and boy was Daemon high on it. The attention Serena was giving his cock, the way Trent looked at him and had all but immediately been ready by the time his hand found the others cock. Oh yeah that completely full of yourself feeling like everyone was paying attention to you and he was absolutely living for it! Perhaps just as much as just the sensations radiating through his privates and the feeling of Trent's cock in his hand.
Serena whined softly as Daemon released her hair, digging her nails a little harder into Daemon's skin, almost breaking it. Trent moaned loudly, shamelessly bucking into Daemon's hand and kissing him hungrily.
"Tell me when," Trent whispered between kisses, moving a hand to squeeze Daemon's ass for emphasis.
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