As if Colin knew exactly what he was thinking, when he moved back up the bed so he was lying alongside Jonathan once more, a small packet was thrown in his direction. It was a sachet of lube with the Lair's logo on it, which might have amused Thom had he not been more interested in what he was going to use it for.

He gave Colin a nod of thanks and then ripped open the packet with his teeth, spreading it over his achingly hard cock. To say he was looking forward to what was coming next would have been the understatement of the century. He had been ready to take Jonathan before all the build-up and now, he was practically dying for it.

"Ready for me, Lover?" he asked in Jonathan's ear.

"Always," was the just about coherent response.

They had done this enough times in the past, and Jonathan was prepared enough that they were both ready. Thom manoeuvred himself into position before slowly pushing into Jonathan's waiting body. Jonathan was tight, but there was no real resistance so, as Jonathan groaned and flexed around him, Thom pushed home.

He gave a breathy moan of his own as he sank into his lover, feeling his power moving under his skin, as well as the sexual arousal the whole act was causing. It made him breathless, almost shaking the control he was trying to maintain.

What he would have liked to have done was drive into Jonathan over and over again until they both dived over the edge into sexual ecstasy, but that wasn't the point. Jonathan was definitely going to get there, but Thom had no intention of letting go himself, not until his objective was complete.

He moved slowly against and inside Jonathan, pulling away and then bringing their bodies back together again, demanding tight control of his own flesh. This was about Jonathan, a demonstration that had to be handled perfectly. He held to his lover, fucking him as carefully as he knew how. Jonathan responded with sounds of pure sex, moving against him, trying to urge him on, clearly wanting more, but he would not give it.

Damian still demanded attention from Jonathan as well, although Damian had his own distractions now since, as far as Thom could tell, Colin was making sure Damian knew he was there. Colin was definitely not willing to play a passive bystander it seemed. Thom really couldn't blame him.

"Please," Jonathan eventually began to beg, needing more than Thom was willing to give.

Thom enjoyed Jonathan's need and had every intention of letting Jonathan reach orgasm eventually, but not quite yet.

"Soon," he promised, holding back his own pleasure as he drove Jonathan on.

The whine that came from Jonathan's mouth when he completely withdrew was bereft.

"Turn over onto your other side," he instructed quietly.

Jonathan was so desperate that his lover did exactly as he was told straight away.

It took a few moments of shuffling, but soon Jonathan was facing him. He moved forward for a kiss. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Colin's hand, slick with lube, working Damian's cock. This was the second stage of the demonstration and he had to keep Jonathan in the zone.

He reached down and took hold of Jonathan's thigh, urging Jonathan's leg forward, at which point Jonathan seemed to catch on to what he was trying to do. The moment Damian moved in behind Jonathan, Thom felt his lover try to move away, but Thom held Jonathan firm, demanding another kiss in an attempt to distract his lover.

It worked long enough so that Jonathan could not move away before Damian slid into him and Thom watched Jonathan's expression change to one of bliss as Damian moved. It did not last long as Jonathan's brain caught up with instinct, but Thom was looking his lover in the eyes and fondling him with one hand by the time reality made itself known.

"Let him have you," Thom said quietly, "let him love you."

Jonathan appeared conflicted, clearly wanting sex on a physical level, but not sure he wanted it the way he was getting it. It was time to blow Jonathan's mind, figuratively and practically. He fisted Jonathan's cock firmly, demanding that his lover focus only on the sex. There would be time for thinking later. Jonathan's eyes closed and Thom felt his lover relaxing into the pleasure rather than worrying about where it was coming from.

Once again, he began his descent down Jonathan's body, this time his aim was much harder, longer and thicker, but he had every intention of using his mouth on it as well. Jonathan quite obviously knew what he intended as well, because he heard his lover's breath catching in anticipation before Jonathan was moaning in pleasure as Damian moved inside him. Jonathan was trembling now. Thom knew his lover was close, it would not take much more.

Jonathan's leg was looped over his shoulder when he came level with his prize. He moved in quickly. He opened his mouth and quite deliberately swallowed Jonathan just about whole, opening his throat and taking the thick cock deep inside him. He had been gay a very long time and Thom might not have been an expert at deep-throating, but Richard had known how to do it for quite some years. Jonathan whined in over-stimulation as he bobbed his head, releasing Jonathan's cock a little and then swallowing his lover whole again.

With the way Damian was taking Jonathan from behind and he continued to suck and move over Jonathan's cock, Jonathan could not hold out for long. They moved in perfect union, their magic moving as well as their bodies and it drove them on all the faster. Jonathan finally cried out, trying to buck into his mouth, but he held his lover firm, instead sucking Jonathan for all he had.

Jonathan was left gasping and sated, but Thom still quickly moved back up the bed so that they were once again face to face. He held Jonathan's flushed face between his hands, looking directly into his lover's eyes.

"Do you understand now?" he asked, praying the Jonathan could accept the reality. "There is no mine, only ours. I love you, I will always love you."

Jonathan was still breathing hard, but he nodded slowly, and Thom leant forward to kiss him. At last, Jonathan was finally seeing the reality of their situation.

"Thank god," Damian said, kissing the junction between Jonathan's neck and shoulder, "and now, if you would pardon my rudeness; there is something I have been longing to do for an incredibly long time."

Thom grinned and shuffled backwards and rolled over as Damian all but climbed over Jonathan to settle above him. He spared a glance for Jonathan and was glad to see Colin pulling his lover close and distracting Jonathan with a distinct case of wandering palms.

"Care for round two?" he heard Colin whisper, but by that point he was far more interested in Damian.

He put his head back and arched his back as Damian went straight for his throat, actually biting him and drawing blood. It heightened his sense of arousal tenfold. He groaned as Damian pinned him to the bed.

He needed friction, he needed anything to help the ache in his loins, but Damian had him flattened just so, and his cock was free from any contact at all. He could have demanded the attention he wanted, in spirit, at least, he was older and stronger than Damian, but that would have been cheating. There were other possibilities, but he was pretty sure he was about to be thoroughly fucked and, if that was what Damian wanted, then Damian could have it.

Damian did not seem to be in the mood to wait and the coven's ex-leader moved between his legs, urging him to raise them. He did so without much thought to anymore foreplay and he felt Damian lining himself up in only moments, still slick from having taken Jonathan. Thom groaned as he was breached, his body giving in to the intrusion, but objecting at the rushed nature of it. There was a little pain, but he needed the connection more than he cared about that. He had been close to the edge since the first moment he had pushed into Jonathan and Damian's cock and Damian's magic were speaking to parts of him all at once.

This was not about finesse or stamina for either of them. After only a few moments for him to adjust, Damian was moving, demanding his surrender as he had demanded Jonathan's. They were both powerful vampires and magic users, and it only made the experience headier for both of them. As Damian thrust into him, he strained to meet every move, almost animalistic in their intensity. No longer needing to be in control, he let himself go, moaning and grunting and rutting against Damian moving inside him.

Damian held him down, forcing him into the bed, pinning his arms beside his head and pushing their bodies together time after time. He could see the desperation in Damian's features, feel the need scorching both of their nerves in flames of passion. This was about dominance and power and love and unfinished business, and they were almost in battle, each move increasing the intensity.

It could only end one way and despite his raw need, as Thom reached desperately for release, it was Damian who broke first. Damian bucked into him, crying out loudly, releasing semen and magic into him with equal measure. It felt incredible and, even as he lay there, impaled, he came as his orgasm broke over him like a tidal wave. For a moment all he could see was white as his body shook under Damian's.

It was, quite honestly, wonderful. As sex went it was right up there with the greatest ever.

Coming down was less fun as his ass complained about the rough treatment. He was a vampire, it wasn't as if it would last long, but it definitely made itself known for a few seconds. He found himself grimacing and breathing hard. Damian was still in him and above him and was looking down at him in a rather dazed fashion. Clearly that had been a little more intense than Damian had expected as well.

"Wow," Colin's voice made him look over at the other two who appeared to have been watching them avidly, "do you two have friction burns now?"

It was typically irreverent and typically Colin and Thom found himself snorting with laughter. He wasn't really in a position to be laughing and he didn't really want to make light of what he and Damian had just done, but he couldn't help it. Thankfully Damian seemed to find it amusing as well and grinned before collapsing on top of him completely.

"Help," Thom said in a mock tortured tone, "I can't breathe."

"Then don't bother," was Colin's helpful hint.

Thom looked over at the cocky vampire; Colin was going to pay for that one. They had plenty of time and he was pretty sure he could make Colin beg in the end. When he and Damian moved apart by mutual consent and he looked Colin directly in the eye, Colin finally started to catch on and appeared kind of worried. This was going to be fun.