Daemon was blushing like a madman. He was so awkward right now without Vladimir's chest to hide in. He shook his head quickly and looked at the floor. He really wouldn't know what else to get. It hit him. He held out his hands and showed Vladimir his wrists. "c-cuffs?"

The woman nodded and pulled a pair of furry handcuffs out from behind the counter and placed them down.

"I think that's everything...for now." Vladimir said softly as he pulled Daemon close against him. He paid for the merchandise and once again carried the bags out to the carriage with Daemon still close to him.

Daemon was blushing the whole way out. He couldn't believe that they had just bought all that. The lady behind the counter didn't give them weird stares or anything. Even Vladimir seems completely calm buying all that. He didn't know what would happen anymore. He kept himself glued to Vladimir's side. He hand clutched Vladimir's sleeve. He wondered if Vladimir would be turned off by his masochistic tendencies.

Vladimir put the merchandise into the back of the carriage and looked at Daemon. "You can rest for a bit while I get some groceries. I'm worried about your leg." he said softly. He was afraid that Daemon would be frightened by his secret side, something that scared any potential partner of his away and keeping them at a distance.

Daemon nodded and managed to get himself into the carriage seat. He adjusted himself, his leg not being comfortable in most positions on the carriage. He looked at Vladimir and coulnd't help but look away with an even deeper blush on his cheeks. Leather pants and that leather vest made Vladimir look like a sex god. He didn't want to get a hard on in public. "o-okay. I'll wait here."

Vladimir walked into the grocery store and bought some necessities for cooking and some juices he thought Daemon would like, then came back and put them into the back as well and he climbed up to sit beside Daemon. "Alright...time to head on home." he said before gently shaking the reins. Nightwing turned into the street away from the sidewalk and turned around to go back around the corner and towards the edge of town to return to the castle.

Daemon could already feel his hard on when Vladimir had walked away. He could already see images in his head. Him cuffed and gagged, unable to resist anything. The whip dragged on his back or even struck across his back by Vladimir's hand. He could see Vladimir in leather, standing over him with that smile. He shivered and when Vladimir walked back out, his imagination flared even more, causing him to bit his lip. He released it as Vladimir climbed on the front. He squirmed a bit as they began to move. His hard on was hard for him to ignore. He continued to fidget.

Nightwing walked to the stable where Vladimir got down to unhook the bridle and release him from the carriage. He tried acting calmly even though he was still aroused from the thought of the latex or even the thought of having Daemon bound and blindfolded...trembling and helpless. He led Nightwing to the stable where he closed the iron gate and he walked over to help Daemon down from the seat.

Daemon seriously couldn't calm himself the whole ride there. He continuously had to shift about and get comfortable. He looked at Vladimir when he came back to help him. He would see it. He would see the tent in his pants. He scooted himself to the edge and used Vladimir to get down, he tried to hid himself as best he could.

Vladimir leaned in close to his ear and purred there. "...can you give me a hand with the groceries? I'll carry our...toys." he said softly.

Daemon's cheeks flared red again. This man could have him doing anything with that voice. He swallowed the lump in his throat and nodded. "Y-yes. I can do that." Daemon reached over the flat part of the carriage and took the bags that came from the grocery store. He made his way over to the door. His body was shivering and his hands shaking. The things Vladimir could do with his voice.

Vladimir carried the bags with the toys and the clothes inside and he carried them upstairs. He took off his cloak slowly and stared at the bag from the sex shop in thought. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and set it on the bed pulling out the leather vest Daemon had bought for him and put it on. Daemon was just as hot and bothered as he was. He could tell just by looking at him. He unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, kicking off his shoes before he took off his pants and pulled on the leather ones. They constricted his hard on and presented it as a proud bulge. He replaced his normal dress shoes with a pair of leather boots he had for when it snowed and he picked up the bag with the rest of the stuff in it to carry with him as he walked back downstairs.

Daemon put the groceries away, unsure where some things went, but he managed to find a place that made sense. He was satisfied and even kept the bags in case he needed them for something. He sighed heavily and rubbed his arm wound before he rubbed the Purus scar. He walked out of the kitchen and went towards the stairs. He looked up and saw Vladimir walking down. in leather. His eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat or stopped, he couldn't tell anymore. He gaped and bit his lip, his cock twitching as he drank in Vladimir's outfit. Sex god indeed.

Vladimir walked over to the younger male and gently took hold of his chin, lifting his head a little. "...Daemon...do you want to play with me?" he asked softly.

(I have to go to bed. So sleepy. T.T)

{okay ^^ Goodnight}

Daemon stared at Vladimir, his mouth open but he shut it. He swallowed and nodded. "y-yes.. I wanna play with you~ Please~" His voice turned into a small purr.

Vladimir took hold of Daemon's shirt collar and walked up the stairs with him, being careful not to drag Daemon too hard because of his leg wound. He led the younger male to his bedroom where he closed the door behind him before coming up behind him, dropping the bag and grabbing Daemon's waist as he kissed the side of his neck roughly.

Daemon stumbled at first, not used to being grabbed from his collar. He managed to steady himself and let himself be led by Vladimir. He was going to turn to face Vladimir, until he felt arms on his waist and lips on his neck. He let out a soft whine and tilted his head back onto the vampire's shoulder.

Vladimir pulled away slowly. "...You want me to help you put on the outfit?" he asked in a low whisper.

Daemon lifted his head off Vladimir's shoulder and turned to face the man, his arms going around his neck. "Mh.. Sure. It wouldn't do much harm.. I can't exactly move as best as I should be able to." He smiled innocently.

Vladimir went through the bag he had dropped on the floor and pulled the suit out, then walked with Daemon over to the bed and tossed the suit onto the mattress before he started slowly and carefully unbuttoning Daemon's shirt.

Daemon began to undo his pants, wanting to see what kind of reaction he could get out of Vladimir with the suit on. He smiled slide his pants off, or more like pushed them. He was careful to not brush his leg wound.

Vladimir pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside, then gently removed his underwear and helped him out of his pants. He picked up the suit that zipped up in the back and he helped Daemon step into it and move his arms in. He zipped up the suit slowly. Once it was zipped up, Vladimir had a hard time to keep himself under control and he gently laid Daemon down on the bed and he started nuzzling and licking at Daemon's chest over the suit.

Daemon let Vladimir do the rest, only moving his hair out of the way and putting it back down once that was all done. He blinked up at Vladimir as he was laid on the bed. He gasped when he felt Vladimir's tongue on his chest. it felt weird but oh so good with that layer of latex separating skin from tongue.

{Is Vladimir's tongue cold btw?.. I know he doesn't really have a circulation.}

(Yeah ^^)

Vladimir inhaled the scent of the latex and roamed Daemon's body with his hands, memorizing how it outlined Daemon's perfect figure and how smooth it was. He nuzzled against Daemon's abdomen while still inhaling and his hand rubbed Daemon's crotch firmly.

Daemon shivered but let Vladimir do as he pleased. He let out a small laugh when Vladimir nuzzled his stomach. He was rather ticklish there. His little laugh turned into a moan when he felt Vladimir's hand on his crotch. Damn this man could do everything to him.

{Sorry I poofed. We had foods.}

(That's okay. I like foods too. o-o)

Vladimir slowly moved off of the younger male and he carefully pulled the knee-high boots up onto Daemon's feet, then he kissed the top part of where Daemon's foot was in one of the boots and he nuzzled the curve.

Daemon looked down at Vladimir as he placed boots on his feet. The man kissed his boot like a peasant to a king. He blushed and sat himself up before he touched Vladimir's hair, running his hand through the strands. He licked his lips and moved his legs from Vladimir, crawling on the bed over to him. He licked the vampire's neck and kissed the trail before taking the man's lobe in his mouth, gently pulling.

Vladimir laid on the bed and lifted his head as Daemon licked and kissed him. He was more turned on by this assertive side of Daemon he never saw before. He purred and gently massaged Daemon's waist as his ear lobe was licked before softly groaning as it was taken between two sets of teeth and pulled. "Th-The cuffs are in the bag...on the floor...I-if you want to use them." he said between hard pants.

Daemon stopped what he was doing and crawled over Vladimir to get to the bag. He slipped off and bent over in front of the bag, searching for the cuffs. He pulled them out and giggled at them. He looked over his shoulder at Vladimir. "Fuzzy and pink." He smiled and got back on top of the man. "Who's cuffing who~?"

"I want to cuff you first...we'll take turns." Vladimir replied with a playful grin.

Daemon smiled and nodded once. He trusted Vladimir enough to be cuffed by him. He kissed Vladimir's lips and licked his bottom lip. He held the cuffs to the man's face. "Get them from me~"

Vladimir kissed back before grinning as he kissed Daemon even deeper and used it as a distraction to take the cuffs before he switched their positions to where Daemon was lying on the bed now. He gingerly cuffed his hands above his head to the headboard. "Close your eyes." Vladimir purred in his ear.

Daemon gasped when he was flipped over, but damn that kiss. He gave a crooked smile and closed his eyes, wanting to know what Vladimir was going to do.

Vladimir gently got off the bed and pulled the blindfold out from the bag along with the whip. He laid the whip on the bed and crawled back over to Daemon and he gently blindfolded him, then he gently kissed his lips. "Do you trust me, Daemon?" he asked softly.

Daemon could feel the cloth slip over his eyes and Vladimir tie is behind his head. He was a little nervous, but he kissed Vladimir back before nodding. "Yes. I trust you, my knight." He smiled warmly.

Vladimir pulled away from him once more and picked up the whip. He moved to where he was sitting over the younger male. He then ran lightly along Daemon's chest, the cow tails expanding and brushing along the latex, and he brought it up to Daemon's lips, letting the cow tails brush over them.

Daemon shivered and gave a small whimper as the whip was dragged across his chest. He felt the tails on his lips and he licked one as it ran over. He shuddered with anticipation.

{I'm gonna poof. My brother wants to play a video game. If I get back on, it'll be later. o^o}

"How hard?" Vladimir asked, asking how hard he'd liked to be whipped with the new toy.

(kk ^^...in the meantime, I'll just stalk yo page :P)

Daemon bit his lip. Should he just come out with it? He sighed and looked to where he thought Vladimir would be. "I'm... rather... ah.. I'm rather masochistic.. The more it hurts.. the better.." He bit his lip once again, unsure if he would turn the man off or even push him away. He didn't want that, but he had never been whipped so he was also unsure of how hard would actually hurt.

Vladimir gave him a test whip with the cow tails, doing it gently. The sound was a gentle tap against the latex over Daemon's chest.