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Roman knows of Logan briefly, he has been introduced and spoken with him on a few occasions, mostly because of their mutual friend, Patton. Because of their vague acquaintanceship, he was surprised to find an invitation laying on his doorstep the day before, inviting him to a party that would be hosted at Logan's estate. He wasn't opposed to going, as Roman quite enjoys parties, it just felt a bit odd, considering Logan didn't exactly welcome him with open arms. He assumed Patton had convinced the man to invite him and decided he'd show for the sake of his friend.
The party was a last-minute request, but luckily Roman already had a closet filled with possible costumes. As he scavenged through his closet, he finally decided on a mummy, as who could say no to dead royalty? It's perfect for a princely man such as himself. The day of, he spent a while wrapping himself in the bandages, adding bits of makeup to make the bandages appear old, and tore at them, wanting to give a realistic edge to the costume. It's simple, yet, effective. He grinned at his reflection and decided it was a great last-minute design.
He typed the signed address into his phone after he slipped into his car. He furrowed his eyebrows, not at all recognizing the area, but apparently, it was a mere fifteen minutes away, so Roman couldn't complain much. It was strange to him, he thought he knew the area pretty well, considering he'd live there his whole life. Shrugging it off, he started his car and followed the robotic voice, which lead the way as he headed off to an unmarked road, surrounded by trees. The car jostled and hopped along the bumpy road, but Roman figured he wanted seclusion, Logan is quite the private person. He found the Woods to be an unusual choice, but then again, it's the perfect place to host a Halloween party!
After another ten minutes of driving and groaning as he was tossed around, his car slid towards a large gate that is rusted and clearly centuries old. Roman wrinkled his nose as he pushed through, the gate is wide open, but Roman wouldn't go as far as to say welcoming. However, the loud music and flashing lights from the daunting, humongous house rivaled the scenery. He could hear the sound of laughter and people muttering and talking among themselves. He did think the area needed a makeover, but overall, it wasn't his house, so the decision wasn't his, nor was it his business.
Parking, Roman noticed how many older models of cars there were and huffed, feeling a bit out of place. "I hope it's not just a bunch of old people," He comments as he slides out, slipping his keys into his back pocket as he made his way towards the entrance. The door is open, and a few people loitered out front with wine glasses in their hands, talking among each other. Roman caught sight of one who is dressed as a werewolf, and Roman couldn't help but stare in awe at how utterly realistic the person had managed to make it seem! Roman assumed it was a mask because when the werewolf spoke, it showed its wide, terrifying set of teeth. The other person wore a genie outfit, with their skin painted blue and hair pulled back into a long ponytail.
All these costumes appeared so realistic, it almost made Roman jealous. He wished he had a bit more time to work on his own seeing these works of art! He didn't dwell on the lost time for long, instead, he slipped inside to find Patton, as much as he wanted to mingle, he figured he should greet his friend first.
The interior is filled with dark wallpaper, but the colorful lights and music rivaled it all, leaving it truly feeling a Halloween party rather than a death wish. Roman grinned, adjusting a loose bandage, and began to lightly nudge through the crowd of people. He wondered if they would be throwing a costume contest of some sort. He wouldn't know who would win, they're all so realistic! He didn't know Logan knew so many artists.
As Roman shimmied through the endless amounts of monsters and ghouls, he finally noticed Logan, whose skin is painted green, with bolts coming out of his neck. Roman laughed, of course, Logan would be Frankenstein! Talking with him, he noticed Patton, who is dressed like a fairy with- Roman bristled, his eyes going wide.
The wings move?! How'd Patton manage that?! Man, they really take their costumes seriously!
Patton's skin is painted a light blue, and white freckles danced along his skin. He's wearing a blue frilly, short dress with white fishnets underneath. His eyes are brighter than Roman remembered, they appeared to be lightly glowing, but Roman assumed it was merely a pair of contacts.
He's adorable. Roman thought as he began making his way towards the pair. Logan noticed him first, and his eyes narrowed in alarm, which had Roman wavering in his steps. Was it the costume? It wasn't his fault Logan sent the invitation last minute! He had all of October to let him know!
With a few words, Patton turned to stare at him as well, and he froze, like a deer in headlights and Roman furrowed his eyebrows, continuing his way over. As he stopped in front of the pair, the atmosphere had suddenly turned humid and suffocating. No one spoke.
Clearing his throat, Roman decided to break the silence with a bit of hesitance. "Greetings Patton! Your costume is very lovely! Tell me, how did you get the wings to move?" Roman asks, offering a smile. Patton barely returned it, his wings now fluttering a bit quicker in alarm.
"Oh- um there are just a few mechanics in it, no biggie!" He explained poorly, and Roman tilted his head.
"Okay, what gives? You both don't seem very happy to see me!" Roman complains dramatically with a small pout, not at all feeling welcomed.
Patton cast a nervous glance at Logan, who gave a frustrated sigh. "Roman you're not supposed to be here. How did you know of this party?" Logan demands, running a green hand through his hair, clearly agitated.
Roman's shoulders slumped, was he really not wanted?
"You invited me," He says, digging in his back pocket which he had shoved the invitation in case he needed it to be welcomed in. He handed it to Logan, who began examining it. He bit the inside of his cheek, and Roman could see the panic looming in his eyes. "Why? Did you not mean to?"
Patton quickly noticed the hurt laced in Roman's tone and immediately, his heart shattered. "Oh kiddo, you don't understand-"
"No," Roman huffs, his tone suddenly defensive. "I understand completely, I'm not good enough for your fancy party-"
"Roman, that's not-"
"Logan."
The three froze at the new voice, and they turned to see a man with glimmering scales adorning his left cheek. Roman gaped at such beauty, following the trail of scales down his neck, and swallowing as found himself searching for more. A black capelet rested on his shoulder, but a black, flowing dress with a slit in it, showing off-ah yes, the beautiful scales on his thighs, leading down his leg. Yellow gloves held a wine glass, which the man twirled in his hands. His aura screamed mysterious, but the red lipstick and long lashes screamed dangerously captivating.
"Janus," Logan greets, the two having a short staring contest before Janus nods towards Roman, who stilled at the attention.
"Whose this little human?"
Little Human? Roman crinkled his eyebrows together, assuming he was merely playing into his character.
"A friend," Logan lightly says. "You aren't to bother-"
"Little Human," Janus purrs, and the sound alone had Roman weak in the knees. "What's your name?"
His name? Er, what's my name again? Fuck I'm-
"Gay," Roman blurts out, flushing after as Janus raised an amused eyebrow while Logan sent him an unimpressed glance. Patton couldn't help the giggle that left his lips, even in the uncomfortable atmosphere. "I-I mean I'm Roman, not gay, I mean I am Gay- oh wow okay-"
"Roman," Logan sighs. "Stop talking."
"Right," Roman murmurs.
"Roman? Such a cute little name for such royalty," Janus croons, moving towards him, however, Logan placed a firm hand on his forearm.
"Janus. No."
Janus curled his lips and tilted his head in a way that would usually be a sign of innocence, but Roman had a feeling this man was anything but.
"Oh? And why not? This little human is so very handsome, I want a little taste~"
Roman's breath hitched. Holy shit what right did this man have to be so attractive?
"Janus, Roman doesn't know-" Patton began, sparing a nervous glance towards Roman. "About us, he needs to leave before-"
"Before he's sniffed out? He reeks of human blood." Janus chuckles. Roman frowned, he was officially lost, what did they know that he didn't?!
"Can someone please explain what's going on?" Roman demands, crossing his arms. He turned and started at Patton. "Come on Padre, what's going on?"
Patton bit his lip and turned to Logan anxiously, the wings beginning to go flutter at an alarming rate. "Lo-"
"Roman, you see how everyone here are wearing 'costumes'?" Logan asks, putting quotation marks around the word costumes, which had Roman furrowing his eyebrows further.
"Yeah?"
"They're-" Logan began, only for Roman to squeak as Janus was somehow behind him, grabbing at his hips, pressing up against him. Roman swallowed, and his heart spasmed in his chest, especially as Janus brought his mouth towards his ear, swiping his forked tongue against it.
"They're not costumes darling~" He purred quietly in his ear.
Roman froze in his hold, his heart suddenly coming to a screeching halt. He looked up, and Janus nearly cackled at his horrified expression.
"What?"
"Nobody's wearing a costume but you Roman," Logan admits, and Patton shamefully tilts his gaze to the ground, fiddling with his fingers.
"W-What? So you're telling me you're all monsters?! That's crazy-" Janus took Roman's hand, running it against his scales gently, which had Roman's mouth dropping. He snatched his hand away, suddenly feeling very dizzy.
"P-Pat?" He stutters, looking to his friend for confirmation.
Pat merely allowed himself to lift off the ground as proof.
And of course, Roman did the logical thing in a room full of monsters.
He passed out.
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When Roman came to, he was staring at the ceiling. He was lucky, he had a bit of a headache but Janus had been quick to grab him before he hit the floor. His head was fuzzy, but as the previous events hit him like a bus, his body shot forward.
He was met with one green eye.
With a shriek, Roman promptly fell off the bed. And with a groan, he decided this was it. He was going to be eaten by monsters!
Of course, he's gonna die in a mummy costume of all things!
"You're a very clumsy human," Janus comments, amusement lacing his tone. Roman huffed and peeked out from behind the bed, he supposed he was using it as some kind of shield.
"Am not!"
"Oh yes, and very whiney as well," Janus mocks.
"I have every right to be whiney! I'm in a house filled with-with well monsters!"
"We don't bite~" Purrs Janus. "Unless you ask nicely first that is. Some of us have class you know. It's not like we'll eat you, dear...well, unless you want me to. I'd be happy to eat you up little human, just say the word~"
Roman scowled. "Why would I want you to eat me up-" Roman paused at Janus' smug smirk and felt his face heat up, which was no longer covered in bandages, as Logan had removed them to check him of any injuries.
"You're a pervert!"
"I can't help that you look absolutely ravishing dear~"
Roman slid behind the bed once more, rubbing at his very red face, huffing as Janus snickered from his seat.
"Where's Logan and Patton?" He asks, he wanted to leave as soon as possible and never return. He thought about what Janus mentioned earlier. They could smell him, right? What if one of the monsters comes looking for him? The thought along had his stomach twisting.
He was definitely going to be served on kebabs later!
"Entertaining the guest. For your safety, you'll be remaining here until the morning when they leave."
"Like hell! I'm going home!" Roman exclaims, beginning to stand, only to yip as Janus was suddenly very close to him. He grabbed at his hips, tugging him in, which had Roman giving a soft squeak.
"No, dear human, you're not. You're staying right here even if that means I have to tie you up. But something tells me you might enjoy that~" Janus teases, receiving his answer as Roman flushed.
"No, I wouldn't!"
"Oh, yes you give me Rope Bunny Vibes."
"I am not a Rope Bunny!"
"Are you sure?" Janus chuckles, tightening his hold on his hips as he squirmed. Roman finally fell still, and Janus enjoyed the soft pitter-patter of his heartbeat. "You seem like you can never sit still, so what's a better way than to force you hm? Always moving, always fidgeting, I think you need to be tied up, bound under the control of someone else, don't you little human?"
Roman swallowed hard, his mouth opening and close, resembling a little fish under the eyes of such a predator. Janus' hands dipped down his sides, and Roman gasped as his gloved hands suddenly grabbed at his ass. His legs trembled as he held his ass, squeezing it multiple times, enjoying his broken moans.
"Say little human, do you think I could have a taste of you? You smell divine...and you have so much meat on your bones," Janus croons, grinning as Roman panted and attempted to lean away from his hands, whimpering lowly as Janus grazed his neck with his sharpened fangs. That damn forked tongue lingered on his collarbone, dancing along his neck before finally, he was nipping and leaving his mark on the man, who was left quaking in his hold, gripping at his capelet, panting and howling as he sunk his teeth into his shoulder. He cried as the pain sizzled, but Janus was quick to pull away and lap at the wound.
"Such a tasty human, may I taste you more dear? I'd appreciate verbal consent before we go any further." Janus insists, pulling away momentarily. The sight was worth it, watching the human wither and pant.
Roman swallowed, attempting to find his voice. When he finally did, he gave a hesitant nod. "I-I-yes."
"Yes, what little human?" Janus purrs, teasing him now as he wanted to hear the little thing beg for it.
With his pride already wounded at being out in such a position, Roman groaned at the teasing and glared at Janus, wanting to slap that confident, sexy amused look right off his dumb face!
"I want your-," He swallows the lump forming in his throat. "Mouth- I taste me please," He begs, the idea arousing him to no end. As soon as the humiliating plea left his lips, he was suddenly tossed and pinned down onto the bed. He squeaked in surprise, only to moan as Janus' lips met his. His forked tongue dug into his mouth, and Roman watched as the animal tossed away his gloves and summoned- holy shit.
Roman had cried out, though it was muffled by Janus' tongue being shoved down his throat, as three pairs of hands were on him, groping him, rubbing him, touching him. They moved to tug off his clothes, practically ripping them off his body. Roman whined, as his hands are quite cold, Roman assumed it had to do with the whole snake thing, but was quickly distracted by two hands on his nipples, pinching and rubbing at them. Then another hand was on his legs, ignoring his aching boner purposely as they clenched at his fat ass and thighs, digging their nails into his skin, which had Roman drowning in a sea of moans.
As air became a requirement, Janus tugged away from the kiss, only to dive right back in after Roman got a few good breaths in. He moaned as Janus swallowed him up, abusing his lips and exploring his mouth, demanding to search the humans body, wanting to find every weak point and exploit it for his own amusement.
And he did.
After he pulled away from the second kiss, Janus was attacking his neck again, sucking, slurping, marking the territory that would soon be his, all the way down to his chest. Roman was a mess of moans and tears, panting as if he had just ran a marathon. He'd never bern succumbed to so many different sensations and aspects of pleasure, it was overwhelming, terribly so, yet exhilarating. Drool dripped down his chin and his head was thrown back as Janus dipped his tongue down his chest and then back up, wrapping his mouth around his nipples, sucking on the sensitive buds, satisfied as Roman arched in his touch, crying out as he teased him.
As he tortured the delicate area, his hands scavenged his body, lightly scratching and bruising his skin, to which Roman had no qualms in allowing him to do so. The pleasure was far too great to complain about future marks that would stain his body for at least a few days. He was left quivering, languishing in the different sensations and acts of pleasure. The irresistible feeling only intensified as Janus slid his tongue down his body in ease, not even second-guessing before his tongue was swirled around his leaking cock.
With a cry, Roman bucked into his touch, tangling his fingers around the bedsheets, attempting not to squirm too heavily. Janus quickly helped with such a problem and grabbed at his hips, engulfing his mouth with his cock with zero hesitation. With a loud sob, Roman tossed an arm over his face, attempting to hide his pathetically lewd expression, only for Janus to pull away and click his tongue.
"Ah, ah, ah little human no hiding. I have you in such a position so I can see your adorable expressions. Take your hand off or I'll do it~"
Roman bit back a whine, and merely compiled, attempting to glare at him, but the attempt was futile as it quickly fell and morphed into one of pure bliss as Janus fell back to hollowing out his cheeks and sucking on his pink, irritated cock that leaked dangerously into his mouth. Janus teased him, swiping at his tip, slowly rolling his tongue down his cock before dipping down and poking the split tongue against his entrance instead. Roman flinched, not used to any attention in such a place. Before he could gasp out his hesitation, Janus had him moaning all over again as he pushed his tongue into him, stretching and lapping at it, deciding to please him by using a pair of hands to fiddle with his cock and balls as he got a taste of his ass.
"F-Fuck- f-fuck!" Roman cried, earning a low chuckle from Janus, who pulled away temporarily.
"You're very noisy," He comments, lightly beginning to prod at his ass with a single finger. Roman whimpered and pressed against it, earning a louder laugh from the snake-like man.
"Aw, you are a very cute little human. I'm afraid I'm not finished tasting you yet. Perhaps another time I'll allow you to have my cock fuck you until you are nothing but a babbling mess of cum and sweat. For now, I want to watch you cum from my tongue up your ass instead."
Roman could only give a soft whine in response, which was soon followed up by another moan as Janus circled his tongue against the rim of his entrance, pushing as deep as his tongue would go-and Janus has a very long tongue. His fingers danced close, but never close enough, mocking Roman.
"I-I-" Roman muttered, moaning as Janus' hand finally wrapped around his cock, beginning to pump and stroke at the poor thing that begged for attention. "C-Cum-fuck!" He cried, sobbing as Janus thrust his tongue, speeding his hands upon his cock, another pair deciding to tackle his nipples once more, wanting to overwhelm his senses for when he came.
Janus didn't grace him with a response, or permission, he merely continued to please him, and when Roman cried out for the last time before his body shook and cum shot from his cock, Janus merely watched in entertainment, helping the adorable human through his orgasm, overstimulating him until he was tiredly wriggling about, his thighs continuing to jiggle slightly.
Finally pulling away, Janus dipped down and swiped the cum from Roman's stomach before standing, his eyes roaming Roman's naked, wrecked body, watching in amusement as Roman pushed his legs together, the feeling of Janus' tongue lingering inside him.
"I had fun tasting you human," Janus admits, the sentence proven truthful by the hardened cock beneath his dress. Speaking off, he began to unclasp his capelet, allowing it to fall, the dress slowly coming with. Roman watching in wide eyes, swallowing as his eyes lingered down to his cock that hung loosely in a pair of black lace panties. The said underwater were soon discarded and Janus took his cock in his hands, lightly stroking it.
"Little human, how would you like it if I came on your face?" He purrs, grinning as Roman shuddered at such a vulgar question.
"P-Please-"
"Aw, you even said please," Janus croons, staring down at Roman hungrily as he continued stroking his already leaking cock. Eating out the man had left him needy as well, cumming on him was his way of marking the human as his. This was his new toy, his new sex doll, and Roman, by the looks of it, didn't seem too opposed to such an idea.
"I can't wait to fuck you, little human, it won't be today, but maybe I'll sneak into your bedroom one day. You'd like that, wouldn't you? You seem like you'd enjoy me coming out of nowhere and taking you in the middle of your living room. Wouldn't you dear?" Roman flushed in response, his hands inching towards his cock that was perking up at such dirty words.
"Oh?" Janus coos, watching his actions. "Does that idea excite you? I'll do it dear, don't tempt me. I'll come up behind you and wreck you wherever I please."
Roman mewled at such a promise, eyebrows furrowing as he hesitantly stuck out his tongue, especially as Janus' cock dripped. It was practically begging for Roman to take it in his mouth. Janus smirked and had half a mind to let him. Instead, he merely moaned and with a few more thrusts, he gave Roman what he wanted.
Roman moaned, swallowing what cum got on his face, his eyes squeezed shut. Pushing Roman's hand away, Janus helped the poor man reach his second orgasm, chuckling as he watched his wither in oversensitivity.
"There, there, such a good little human. Let's get you cleaned up. The monsters won't bother us, especially after how noisy you were so we should be good to have a nap," Janus assures Roman, who barely comprehended his words. He melted as Janus lifted him, his eyes remained shut as Janus carried him off to be bathed.
Roman didn't know whether or not to hope that this night was merely a dream, but even if it was, it was a pretty nice dream.