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"What's this?"
Drifter and Doorman are in the bellhop's personal room at the Baroness. Even though the vampire entered it through a broom closet door, the space itself is much larger. It has all the amenities of any of the suite rooms at the hotel. When he first seen this place, it barely seemed lived in at all. But after their 'situationship' began, Drifter has started bringing the god some souvenirs from his travels. Now, they are scattered throughout the room. The place is still too immaculately clean, mind you, but it's much better than before.
He never gifted Doorman this...thing though. At least, he doesn't remember if he did.
The item is as big as one of his finger joints. It's made from a rock of some kind. Its white surface polished smooth and then carved with tiny lines of runes. One of its ends has a hole where thin, knitted, green rope is threaded through and knotted to stay put. It could almost pass as a trinket or a charm of some kind if not for the sliver of power he senses from within it.
"Hm? Oh, that." Doorman turns to look at him for a moment. He's undressing, taking off his jacket and hanging it up. "It's a gift from one of the guests. I thought it was interesting, so I haven't thrown it away."
"Fuck's it for though?" Drifter holds it up closer to inspect the carvings. The runes seem to be Eastern, but he doesn't know enough of the language to read it, much less decipher its function.
"She said it was something for 'lonely nights'. But for what reason she gave it to me, I wouldn't know." Doorman starts unbuttoning his shirt, looking down at his hands as he does so.
Lonely nights?
Wait. Could this be...
Drifter's eyes widen in realization.
"No fuckin' way..."
"Why? Do you know what it is?" Doorman folds up his garments and drops them into a small magical door. He walks towards Drifter, glancing between him and the object.
"Cher, if I'm right. You just got real lucky." Drifter's smile has an edge of playfulness to them. "Here. Try puttin' some magic in it. Real small bit o' it though." He hands it over to Doorman.
Curious, the god does as he is told, holding it in his palm and channeling the tiniest sliver of power into the stone.
"Oh!" He gets surprised by how it suddenly starts glowing and vibrating in his hands. He was so surprised in fact, that he drops it.
"Careful! These ain't easy to come by." Luckily, Drifter catches it before it even made it half way towards the floor. He laughs at Doorman's reaction.
"What is this?!" Doorman huffs with annoyance now that he knows he has been pranked by the vampire.
"This right 'ere," Drifter holds the trinket between his thumb and pointer fingers, "is a sex toy."
To demonstrate, Drifter puts a bit of his own magic into the toy. He feeds it slowly so the god can see how the runes carved upon it light up with power. In Doorman's hands, it glowed blue, the same shade as his eyes. In Drifter's, it glows an ominous, bright red. A low 'vrrrr' sound can be heard as it vibrates gently in his hand.
Doorman's face contorts in an expression that lands in between confusion and disgust.
"You mean to tell me that—" He points to the item. "—is for-"
Drifter nods, looking as sure as a scholar answering a question about a field he's an expert in.
Doorman lets out a strangled sound and buries his reddened face in his hands. But then quickly realizes that one of his hands has touched the toy and rips it away from his face.
"Every time. Every single time I thought I'd seen the worst of mortal debauchery, they never cease to surprise me." He sighs, finally accepting the situation he finds himself in. Drifter chuckles at his response and steps in close to pull Doorman in by his waist to console him.
"Naw, don't be like that. Didn'tcha say ya wanted to learn about 'humanity'? Well here's an opportunity." His idly rubs on the exposed, freckled skin as he speaks. Mercifully, he's stopped feeding the stone, so it's no longer vibrating.
"Ya wanna try it out?" He holds up the toy on his palm, offering it to the god as if he's sharing a handful of sweets. It looks so harmless now that it's gone dormant once again, but Doorman is still unsure.
"How would one...use it?" He keeps his eyes on Drifter, but couldn't help but to look to the stone every other beat or so now that his curiosity has been teased. It doesn't look big enough to be, ahem, 'fulfilling'. So maybe it's utilized in some other way?
"Don'tcha worry. I'll show ya."
After a quick bath, the two move to the bed. Doorman lies back against the pillows, completely naked. Drifter positions himself between Doorman's legs, putting them over his thighs so he can see the god clearly. He told Doorman to go for the female genitals this time to 'maximize pleasure'. He figures that it's reasonable enough.
So here he is. He opted for one that is shaved as well, so he could feel the vibrations without hair getting in the way.
The toy activates as Drifter feeds it with his power. He holds it carefully between his fingers and brings it down to Doorman's clavicle, slowly tracing along the raised ridge before going downwards to circle around the peaks of his chest, avoiding the keyhole in the middle and going near his nipples. Doorman's skin breaks out in gooseflesh and he presses his lips tightly to prevent any sound from coming out. They're only starting, but the anticipation is getting to him.
A whimper finds its way out of him when Drifter holds the stone so close to the edge of his keyhole. He arches up towards the toy, but is disappointed when the vampire moves it away.
"Not yet." Drifter assures him. He traces along the lines of Doorman's abdomen to his inner thigh. He must admit, it is indeed pleasurable, but he's getting used to the vibrations somewhat. And Drifter isn't touching him anywhere else at all. Is this a part of his plan too?
But before his mind can wander off, Drifter speaks.
"Brace yourself."
It's the only warning he gets before the vampire suddenly presses the toy to his clit.
So that's what he meant by 'maximizing pleasure'.
Doorman couldn't have stopped the moan that tore out of him even if he tried. The toy is small, yes, but it's more than enough to entirely cover the surface of his clit. The concentrated bundle of nerve endings stimulated all at once overwhelms his senses. The god's hands shoot out to grab Drifter's wrist. Whether he wants to keep the toy there or to move it away, he can't decide. His legs tense and thrash. If Drifter hasn't positioned them this way, Doorman might have kicked him right off.
"D-Drifter. Hah, f-fuck. It's too-OHH!" He tries to tell the vampire to back off, but then the vibrations intensified. The dirty cheat has pumped more magic into the toy, making it vibrate even stronger. Doorman squeezes Drifter's wrist hard enough he's sure that if he were human, the bone there would have been shattered to pieces.