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“So we’ve all been dosed with rosecap spores, a powerful aphrodisiac,” Gale clarified, glancing around at everyone with a flush on his face. “The best course would be to separate the women and the men, so no accidents occur.”
Karlach and Lukas exchanged secretive smirks, the tall tiefling woman waggling her eyebrows at the half elf, who snickered behind his hand.
“I will keep the girls in line.” Jaheira huffed, fanning herself with a hand. “Or, at least, I will try.”
“Minsc feels fine!“ Minsc declared loudly, despite the fact that he was panting, and red in the face.
“We better separate now, then.” Gale decided, ushering Lukas, Astarion, Wyll, Halsin, and Minsc away, towards Duke Belmane’s old room, locking the door behind him.
Lukas felt a shiver of hungry delight run down his spine as he sauntered towards the bed, turning neatly and seating himself upon it, crossing his legs elegantly. He was keenly aware of the way Astarion was watching him, and sent his lover a smirk, which the vampire returned wickedly.
“There won’t be any shame if we all just…take care of our needs, we’re all men here.” Gale laughed nervously, seating himself in one of the few chairs scattered about the room.
“Of course,” Wyll agreed anxiously, Halsin leaning against the wall with a bemused smile.
“…There is another option.” Astarion chuckled, his eyes locked on Lukas, who was running a hand through his hair, his handsome face flushed with the effects of the spores. “Isn’t there, Lukas?” The vampire purred, prowling over to the bed, to sit behind the squirming druidic rogue.
“What are you proposing, exactly?” Gale asked slowly, his eyes drawn to the way Astarion’s hand slowly stroked up Lukas’ thigh.
“Shall we show them, darling?” Astarion questioned in a murmur, nipping at Lukas’ ear, and shuddering, Lukas nodded frantically. The rest of the men all averted their eyes, except for Halsin and Minsc, as Astarion pulled off Lukas’ sandals, and then his breeches, tossing them aside.
“Spread your legs, my love, let them see your gorgeous cunt.” Astarion purred, and Lukas obeyed, shivering as his long, chocolate curls fell into his face as he let his tanned legs splay open, revealing his soaked folds to the room.
“Minsc…is liking what he sees, very much.” The ranger growled playfully, and Halsin rumbled in agreement, the two of them stepping closer with hungry eyes, making Lukas bite back a pleased whimper.
“Oh, goddess,” Gale gasped softly, having given in to his curiosity, his soft brown eyes wide as he gazed at Lukas’ soaked cunt, licking his lips.
“Hells, Lukas…” Wyll said weakly, shifting in his chair uncomfortably, his interest in the situation very clear. “A-Are you…sure?”
“Wyll…I would be lying if I said I hadn’t dreamed about being used by all of you.” Lukas answered, soft and sultry, his emerald eyes half lidded, “Hells, I would have wanted this even if we didn’t get dosed with an aphrodisiac.”
“Minsc needs no further invitation!” Minsc declared, abruptly padding forward and sinking to his knees, burying his face between Lukas’ legs, making Lukas’ entire body jerk and the rogue cry out breathlessly.
“How talented is our dear friend Minsc, darling?” Astarion mused playfully, his arms wrapped around Lukas, one hand pressed gently against his navel, as the half elf shuddered and moaned loudly.
“V-Very, ohhh, oh Gods, a-and eaGER!” Lukas’ head fell back against Astarion’s shoulder, the druidic rogue whimpering and keening as Minsc ate him out like a man starved, the ranger pushing in two fingers alongside his tongue. “F-Fuck, fuck-“
“I cannot believe this is happening,” Gale said faintly, his handsome face beet red, and Wyll sent him a commiserating look.
“How does he taste, Minsc?” Halsin rumbled, wandering over to cup Lukas’ face with a hand, the rogue nuzzling against his palm weakly as he whimpered.
“Delicious, like a fine honey!” Minsc laughed, pulling away to smirk up at trembling Lukas, getting up from his knees and undoing his breeches, revealing a throbbing cock as big and burly as the rest of the ranger, Minsc grunting as he gave himself a stroke, before he pressed the head of his cock against Lukas’ hole, slowly pushing in.
Lukas cried out weakly, arching his back and his mouth dropping open, panting and keening as Minsc bullied his fat cock into Lukas’ twitching cunt, not stopping until he’d sunk in to the hilt.
“Holy hells,” Lukas distantly heard Wyll whisper.
“How does he feel?” Gale asked hoarsely, and Lukas realized the wizard had wandered over, a visible tent in his pants.
“He is dripping wet,” Minsc grinned wildly at Gale, as he slowly pulled out, and harshly shoved back in, making Lukas yelp and moan helplessly. “He twitches and clenches around me so eagerly!” The ranger sighed blissfully, curling his big hands under Lukas’ thighs and half lifting the half elf up, causing Astarion to scoot back and let Lukas rest his head and upper torso in the vampire’s lap.
With that, Minsc began to brutally slam into Lukas, making the druidic rogue wail and moan with each thrust, his toes curling as the ranger fucked him.
“Look at you, darling.” Astarion murmured, cupping Lukas’ face with a hand, “Such a slut for us, aren’t you? Say it.”
“I-I’m a sl-slut-“ Lukas whimpered, arching his back as Minsc slammed into him, the druidic rogue gasping with each movement of the ranger’s hips.
“A beautiful, caring slut,” Halsin rumbled, one hand squeezing himself through his breeches.
“Tsk tsk, my sweet, you’re neglecting our friends…” Astarion chided playfully, and Lukas shuddered, reaching out with a trembling arm to caress Halsin’s bulge with one hand, reaching out for Gale with the other, the wizard grunting as Lukas stroked the tent in his robes.
Halsin happily freed himself from his trousers, and the entire room paused to stare for a long moment, Lukas drooling a little.
“I want that,” Lukas panted, “I-Inside me,”
He keened, as Minsc resumed his brutal pace, somehow going even faster.
“And you shall have it.” Halsin smirked, thrusting slowly into Lukas’ hand, growling under his breath at the way Lukas gripped him.
“Minsc is close,” The ranger panted, fucking rapidly into Lukas’ body, “Where do you want my seed, my friend?”
“In-inside,” Lukas demanded, whining when Minsc dropping a hand down to massage his clit, the rogue’s breath coming harsh and quick, “F-fuck, I’m gonna-“
Minsc slammed in harshly, and let out a bellowing groan, gritting his teeth as he filled Lukas, who cried out as he met his own climax, arching his back and shaking. The ranger let out a satisfied sigh, and slowly pulled his softening member free of the rogue’s cunt, stepping back with a grin, going back to sit on one of the chairs.
“Who’s next?” Astarion asked playfully, smoothing one hand over Lukas’ heaving navel.
“Gods, I can’t,” Gale whispered, pulling his robe open and freeing himself from his own trousers, stepping between Lukas’ legs, “M-May I?” The wizard asked breathlessly, meeting the half elf’s emerald eyes. Gale’s cock was not as big as Minsc’s, but it was long and had a curve to it that looked like it’d hit all the right spots.
In response, Lukas hooked a leg around Gale’s waist, pulling him closer, and inadvertently causing Gale to sink into Lukas’ dripping cunt, making both of them moan.
“Fuck me, Gale.” Lukas breathed, gazing up at the wizard from underneath his eyelashes, and Gale groaned helplessly, bucking deep into the rogue, as he began to thrust into him.
“That’s it, Gale,” Astarion praised lowly, those crimson eyes of his locked onto Lukas’ face as the rogue moaned and whimpered in pleasure. “Does he feel good, darling?”
“S-So good,” Lukas answered in a whine, squirming and rolling his hips to meet Gale’s movements, the wizard panting as he slammed into the rogue’s cunt over and over.
Lukas didn’t let up the grip on Halsin’s cock, the druid growling softly as he thrust into the rogue’s hand. Wyll had made his way over as well, taking a hesitant seat on the bed near Lukas, watching with a hungry gaze.
“Oh, hells, Lukas, you feel like heaven,” Gale whimpered, his head falling back as he thrust desperately into the rogue, who met his bucking hips eagerly, moaning uncontrollably. “I, I won’t last v-very long-“
“It’s, nmmhh, it’s all right,” Lukas panted, his unoccupied hand reaching up to cup the nape of Gale’s neck, “Ta-take me, Gale, I want you to come inside me.”
Gale bit back a wounded groan, and clenched his eyes shut, pounding rapidly inside of Lukas who moaned in approval.
“Oh, hells, I’m,” Gale threw his head back, crying out as he slammed inside Lukas one last time, his hips jerking as he came inside of the whimpering half elf.
Lukas let out a long, blissful sigh as he felt Gale add to the mess already inside of him, and stroked a thumb over the nape of Gale’s neck, with a pleased, fuck-drunk smile.
Gale flushed deeply, and slowly pulled free, taking Lukas’ hand and pressing a kiss to his knuckles in silent thanks, before stepping back to collapse on the other free chair, covering his face with a hand.
Wyll glanced at Lukas, and Astarion, still wearing a nervous look on his face.
“Wyll Ravenguard,” Lukas grumbled, “If you don’t get over here and fuck me this second…” The rogue threatened, with an outrageous pout, that made Wyll laugh softly, and obey, pulling himself free from his breeches.
Wyll’s cock was long and lithe like the rest of the warlock, and, to Lukas’ delight, it was slightly ridged, like a tiefling’s member. Lukas let out a long, drawn out moan as Wyll pushed inside of his cunt, clenching down happily on him and causing Wyll to gasp.
“I,” Lukas purred, “Love tiefling cock, and you feel just as good, Wyll.” The half elf grinned wickedly up at the dumbfounded warlock.
“Every time I think I can’t love you more, you just have to go and open your wanton little mouth.” Astarion murmured, stroking a hand over Lukas’ cheek, the half elf happily nuzzling his palm.
“Hells,” Wyll whispered, bending nearly double, his hands finding their home on Lukas’ hips, as he began to thrust urgently into the rogue. “I cannot believe this is happening…”
Lukas arched, wrapping his hips around Wyll’s waist, bucking to meet the Warlock thrust for thrust. “Mmngh, fuck, just like that, you’re gonna m-make me come if y-you keep hitting that spot-“
Wyll went wild hearing Lukas’ words, and one hand moved to stroke Lukas’ clit, the warlock grunting as he pistoned his hips into the whining rogue.
“Y-Yesyesyesyes-“ Lukas cried out, one leg kicking out uselessly as he met his second climax of the night, his spine arching taut as he wailed and shook in orgasm.
“Gods, you’re so beautiful,” Wyll managed to grit out, clenching his eyes shut as he fucked Lukas through the half elf’s climax, still rubbing Lukas’ clit as his pace increased, each slap of his hips against Lukas’ own loud and lewd in the room.
“He is, isn’t he?” Astarion agreed silkily, stroking his thumb over Lukas’ flushed cheek.
“Fuck, I’m going to-“ Wyll moaned, before he slammed inside Lukas one last time, groaning as he flooded the rogue with his release. Lukas pulled him close to press a kiss to his forehead, before letting go to let Wyll pull out of his cunt.
Wyll stepped back, and collapsed on the last available seat, and Halsin moved to stand between Lukas’ legs, smirking wolfishly down at the trembling, eager rogue.
“Are you sure you can take me, little one?” Halsin asked innocently, slapping his massive monster of a cock against Lukas’ twitching, cum filled cunt, his hazel eyes flecked with gold.
“Y-Yes, fuck yes, give it to me!” Lukas demanded impatiently, gasping and going limp as Halsin began to thrust inside of him, the half elf whining high in his throat and shaking. “H-Hah- Y-You’re so b-big!”
“Even after having four men finish inside you, you’re still so tight…” Halsin sighed, pressing in to the hilt with a satisfied growl, bracing his hands on either side of Lukas on the bed. “Greedy little rogue, clenching down on me so eagerly.”
Lukas whimpered like a bitch in heat, gasping and keening as Halsin bent him practically in half, Lukas’ legs hitched up against his chest, his feet dangling over Halsin’s shoulders.
“Are you ready?” Halsin rumbled, a wolfish grin crossing his handsome face, and Lukas could only bob his head rapidly in a yes, crying out brokenly as Halsin pulled out slowly, then thrust down into him harshly, pulling a choked scream from Lukas’ throat.
“Look at you, my sweet…” Astarion murmured breathlessly, making Lukas look up at him, the vampire’s expression one of hedonistic awe. “You’re taking him so well, how does the Druid feel, darling?”
“S-So t-thick,” Lukas sobbed feebly, arching weakly against Halsin, who growled in approval, “E-Every t-time he p-pushes inside m-me, it-it drives a-all t-thought f-from my m-mind-AH!”
“Gods,” Astarion surged down to kiss Lukas until the rogue begged for air, the vampire nipping at his lips hungrily. “We may have to repeat this with myself in your place, someday. The three of us,” Astarion clarified lowly, glancing up to meet Halsin’s gaze, who offered him a wide, yet gentle smirk.
The moment was broken when Lukas squirmed and let out a desperate noise, clenching down on Halsin in a needy way.
Halsin growled, and began slamming harshly down into Lukas, each slap of his hips against the half elf’s own wrenching a wail from Lukas’ lips.
“Gods,” Wyll mumbled, covering his eyes with a hand, shifting in his chair, glancing at a still beet red Gale, who was doing his best to not watch how Halsin was systematically obliterating Lukas with his dick.
Each thrust had Lukas spasming and choking out wanton, broken moans, the rogue’s eyes rolling into the back of his head, lost to the brutal lovemaking Halsin was inflicting upon him.
“G-Gods-“ Lukas whimpered, feeling that far too familiar coil of arousal growing tight once again, “D-Don’t, don’t s-stop, I’m going to-“
“I won’t,” Halsin promised roughly, moving one hand between their bodies to stroke Lukas’ clit, making the rogue shriek.
“F-Fuck, fuck fuck-“ Lukas wailed, whining high in his throat as he met his third orgasm of the night, shaking helplessly and clenching down on the burly druid driving him senseless with pleasure.
“Good, little Magpie,” Halsin crooned, not pausing in his ruthless thrusts, every time the druid slammed in to the hilt, Lukas let out a weak little “Ah”, his whole body jerking violently. “You’re being so good for me.”
“M-Mmghn~!” Lukas whimpered, gasping and staring dazedly up at Halsin, the half elf keening weakly.
“Normally,” Halsin began genially, “I would not let myself release until my partner had found their pleasure several times over.” The druid murmured sweetly, pressing a gentle kiss to Lukas’ forehead, “But these spores have me feeling far more selfish.”
Lukas shrieked, tossing his head back as Halsin fucked him even harder, the rogue crying out over and over as the druid snarled, chasing his end brutally.
A series of rough thrusts later, Halsin tossed his head back and roared, and Lukas spasmed beneath him, gasping and shaking as the wood elf came inside of him.
“Gorgeous.” Astarion leant down to kiss Lukas softly, smoothing a hand over the half elf’s sweat drenched curls, soothing him as Halsin pulled out of his thoroughly abused cunt, the druid standing up and going over to the bathing tube, retrieving a rag and wetting it, before returning over to the exhausted rogue.
“May I?” Halsin asked Astarion gently, who softened, and nodded, pulling the tired Lukas back further onto the bed, to lay next to him.
“W…What about you…’Star?” Lukas questioned drowsily, frowning tiredly at him.
“Oh, I’m immune to rosecap spores, my dear. I built up a tolerance many, many years ago.” Astarion informed him quietly, watching as Halsin gently ran the rag over Lukas’ cunt, making the rogue squirm slightly. “Watching you enjoy yourself was thrilling enough for me, anyways.”
“I…I love you…” Lukas reached out to cup Astarion’s face, and the vampire smiled affectionately back at him, putting a hand over Lukas’ own.
Halsin finished cleaning Lukas up, and sat on the bed, gazing at the two rogues thoughtfully.
“Oh, just get over here, druid.” Astarion huffed, having drawn Lukas against his chest.
Halsin chuckled faintly, and took up position at Lukas’ back, stretching an arm out over Lukas and Astarion both.
“…Well! We should probably go back out there-“ Gale clapped his hands together, only to be interrupted as the sound of Karlach roaring in pleasure made all the men jump. “…Or not.” Gale sighed, rubbing his temples.