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It had been four months since Jason went to rescue Morgan. The reason why Morgan was taken still wasn’t disclosed and Zel had stopped asking after the second month. Especially when Jay told her with little words what had to be done to ensure Morgans safety. She could understand that. Since then though, she’d basically moved into the apartment. Especially since Jason wanted to make sure nothing would happen to her.

For the first few weeks, she went along with it, Knights following her but after a while, it started to get tiresome. Especially when she would be on her trips for her pink box, which yes, she still used. Most likely more so now with her new role. Which meant her dosages and powders were a lot stronger. Even having some new mixes come together which was always a danger.

Tonight though, after work she had managed to get out of sight of those Knights keeping track of her. She needed a moment to herself, to get that fix in before heading home. So finally after thirty minutes, the front door would come open and in Zel came.

Jason knew Zel was still using, and was just thankful she wasn’t staying by herself when she did. That was their deal. No more ‘accidents’. Just like she still allowed him to go out and feed his darkness. Though recently it had been quick and dirty as he never wanted to leave Zel or Morgan alone for long. They knew Morgan was his son now and more than ever that meant he was in danger. Not just because he had identified the men who had killed his mother, but because he was leverage on the King of Camelot.

Morgan was a couple doors down playing at a friend he’d made, their parents were home and Tintagel was even more secure than it had been before. Jason had made a personal donation with what was left of his savings to get the place upgraded. He’d also put a tracker in Morgan so he could find him at any point if he were to be taken again. So, when Zel got home Jason was sitting on the couch, working on his tablet. Had he not wanted to be home for Zel, he’d still be at the office. Instead he tended to just bring his work home with him a lot.

The first thing she notice was no greeting from Morgan, which meant he was at his friends apartment not far from theirs. Her shoes kicked off as she came to look at Jason holding his tablet. Barefeet brought her behind the couch as hands came over his chest for the moment. “What are you working on?” She asked as she nipped at his earlobe for the moment, as she came to move around the couch and take a seat next to him.

Her head resting on his lap as she glanced to the screen a moment. Her eyes were glossed which was an indication she was on something right now. And truthful, Zel stopped asking what she was taken three months ago. All she knew was that it made her feel good. For this moment, her hair was her natural blond color and cut extremely short.

“Making sure everything is prepped for Thursday, supply orders for the week, class schedules, payroll and replying to about a dozen more emails.” Jason replied, not a lot realized that being ‘king’ also meant running the center, which meant a lot of real work. Thankfully Esme shared it with him, and Lancelot and Kaye were there too, but he’d been insistent on checking over everything more than normal. His paranoia had been up more and more since getting Morgan back. Which had proven good when the first cybermen attack in the white happened. And his paranoia’s only gotten worse. He tapped the screen to shut it off and placed the tablet on the table before turning to Zel. Jay pulled her into a gentle but passionate kiss hello. “How was work?”

“Work work work.” She said as she came to be pulled into a kiss, before he pulled away and asked how work was. “ Work is work. “ She replied with a shrug of her shoulders. “Merr said he’d come, so he’s gonna come with me to the Cafe first, might meet up with Mickey there also and then head to Avalon.” That was the general idea of it all, quick and simple.

“Anything I should know, before getting there?” Zel never really did Thanksgiving, last year her Thanksgiving was spent with Mickey getting shit faced and fucking. Obviously things have changed since then.

Jason shook his head. “Just have fun. Morgan wants to help, so he’ll be in the kitchen with some of the squires and knights. But the day is about family and friends- the ones we make as much as the ones we are born with.” He brushed his fingers through her hair and behind her ear. “I’m sure all of you will be just fine. We’re looking at about two hundred or more people showing. Some come in, grab something and leave. But most who attend are just members of the community. And lots of kids.” He smiled softly. “People who can’t afford their own meal, or those who don’t have family to

“Two hundred or more people…..” Is all Zel said as she came to sit up slowly. Zel had never been around that many people before, so the thought along sorta freaked her out and it showed on her expression. “You know Morgan is going to want to join at some point.” She said about him following in Jason’s footsteps. It was just common sense and knowledge. The boy looked up to Jason.

Least she won’t be completely out of place there with Mickey and Merr going with her as well. “Mickey’s going too. So this’ll be interesting.” She said thinking out loud for the moment. “Merr too so yeah. Real interesting.” She said running her hand through her hair for the moment.

Merr, you get that… more or less 200 people?!

“He’ll sit with us at dinner of course- wait…” Jason shook his head, “You mean…” Of course his son would want to join Camelot. “He has many years until he’ll be able. So there’s plenty of time to deal with that later.” He kissed her cheek. “We’re a tight community, you will all do fine I’m sure.” Jason took her hand.

Merrit was working another long night in the office on a case when he heard Zel in his head. “You know there are like 200 people who work at the firm right?”

“I’m not used to that many people….”

Zel nodded her head for the moment, before she came to literally mount Jason as she ran her fingers through his hair. “Just making sure you guys don’t have some weird tradition or anything like that.” She said as she came to look down at Jason for the moment. “Aren’t you worried though?” She asked with a tilt of her head as she came to rest her forehead against his slightly.

Fingers playing at his shirt as she undid his buttons easily. ”And not just because of the war, I mean about us. This is a big event after all… And you know me… i don’t do good with big events.”

Jason laughed slightly. “No, no weird traditions. It’s just people talking and eating. We’ve done food and clothes drives in the past, but weren’t able to get any set up this year.” He admitted. Protecting their territory and community had become a lot more crucial. He just sighed slightly as she started undoing his shirt. “And I’m sure you’re going to be fine.” Jay told her. “I’ll be there with you. If it gets to much we can always retreat to my office for a few minutes.” He placed his hands on hers, forcing her to pause as he looked up at her. He wanted her to hear him. “I won’t let anything bad happen to you. I swear.”

When he put his hands over hers to make her stop she looked up at him with an arched brow. Hearing his last words had her exhaling for the moment. “Jason, you need to stop worrying so much about me. You already told me when I first moved in that nothing would happen to me, and nothing has. Maybe now is a good time to relax a bit.” She said pulling her hands off his and his shirt.

Her frame coming completely off of him for the moment as she moved towards the kitchen to look for something to drink. “It’s starting to be a bit too much, so maybe relax and pull back a bit. Least with me.”

He sighed, running his hand over his mouth. “But something did happen.” Jason said softly. She’d been knocked out, in his own home. “I know, but so long as the vat jobs keep pushing in… I don’t want you to get hurt because they want to hurt me.” Or Morgan.

All she could do was sigh. “Jason.” She said rubbing her eyes for the moment as she exhaled deeply for a second time. “I get we’ve been through a lot these past few months. And you just wanna keep me and Morgan safe, I get that I really do.” She said coming over to the couch and taking a seat next to him. “But I’m fine, I’ll be fine.”

He took her hands in his. “I just have a bad feeling I can’t shake.” He told her softly.

“Jason… You’re King Arthur of Camelot. If you didn’t have bad feelings, I’d be worried.” She assured him as she took his hand in hers as well and looked to him. “But you also can’t worry all the time, it’s not healthy. You’re going to have a heart attack or something.. So.. with that said.” She said coming to a stand as she moved away from the couch, her shirt removed and tossed in his direction. “Let’s have a bit a fun while we’re alone.”

He caught her shirt and smiled. “That I can do.” Jason got off the couch and hurried after her, catching her by the hand, he pulled her close to him. “I am so in love with you… you know that, right?” He asked, not expecting an answer as he kissed her neck.

When she was pulled back, she couldn’t help but laugh a little. “Careful, sounds like you almost wanna ask me to marry you or something.” She said laughing as she pulled at his shirt. “All work and no play makes Jason a dull man.” She said snickering as she pulled him into the bedroom for the moment. Plus Zel was very aware what tomorrow was. His night to go have fun.

Oh, she was very right about that. Thankfully he’d managed to feed his darkness enough that he’d not had any outbursts or gotten himself into trouble. Once in the bedroom, he moved up behind her, reaching around her front he slowly slipped his hand down the front of her pants. “I must admit, I have been thinking about you all day.” Jay pressed up against her. “But I always think about you.” His lips found purchase again on her neck as his fingers slid over her clit and between her lips.

Jason always had a way of making her weak. Especially when he came close up behind her and she could feel his breath trail down her neck. The feel of his fingers against her clit and lower lips had her trembling a bit. God, she wanted him. More than anything. Still, she’d managed to pull away from him as she came to move towards the bed. Fingers motioning him to come closer.

Once he did, her hands came to his pants as she worked on his buckle, while her lips worked over his mouth. Her own moans escaping her from how eager she was to have him, once his pants were loose enough her hand slipped in to stroke him.

The moment she’d climbed on his lap in the living room he’d started to get hard. Once she was touching him, he grew in her hands. A moan escaped him as he slid everything covering his lower half from his hips. Jason’s lips pressed against hers hungrily, all the stress of work melted away as she held him in her hands. His hand slid along her chin and his fingers wrapped firmly around the back of her neck as their lips parted. “You know what we haven’t done in a while.” Mostly because Morgan was typically in the other room. But they were along for at least another hour or so. If he asked nicely they could have the place to themselves all night- but he was still unsure about that for that moment. He leaned in, his lips grazed over her ear as he whispered, “Be mean to me.”

She loved the fact that she could instantly get him hard. He had the same effect on her, with just the way he watched her sometimes. The kiss was anything but sweet or romantic, as she felt him grip at the back of her neck, his words echoed in her ear as she smirked for the moment. “How mean, are we talking?” She asked, as she brought green eyes to look up at him for the moment. It was visible to see the eagerness in her eyes at that moment as she came to bring her lips to his and bite at his lower lip for the moment as she tugged lightly and pulled. Her fingernails coming to rack up the side of his hard shaft as she waited for his answer.

He gasped at her nails and whimpered slightly. “Something memorable. I want to feel it tomorrow.” Jason said, his blue eyes almost on fire. The thing about addiction is that when things were stressful it tended to escalate. Sure, he’d had regular sex- both Zel and randoms at clubs. But it was predictable, good, great- don’t get him wrong… but predictable still. He managed to keep his darkness sated, but he felt drawn to something more. And with Zel, more was safe. And this time, in his room, they had plenty of belts to use if they chose.

When he said he wanted to feel it tomorrow she smirked. Gripping him by the pangs as she pulled him onto the bed. “I'm sure I can do that.” she said as she came to shove him onto his back, while her frame crawled on top of him easily.

The feel of her nails lightly scratching at his chest came next as she ripped his shirt open, as buttons flew everywhere. She was hungry and it showed as she brought her lips down to his chest and started leaving trails of kisses and bite marks on his skin. Her nails digging into his side's as she scratched downward as her lips came to capture his cock in her mouth.

Jason twitched and let out small hisses at she bit him. His hands slid into her hair as she wrapped her lips around him. “Fuck.” His torso felt cold where she’d scratched, as if exposed. Contrasted with the warmth of her breath, he felt his eyes roll back slightly in pleasure. “Torture me.” He breathed. Where addiction took over common sense, there was still a blue pill in the drawer, he was sure of it. Jason rarely used drugs for sex, despite there being ones that seemed to be designed specifically for it. But in that moment, he wanted to last all night for his lover… and that was one way to do it.

When he said to torture him she smirked, even with his cock in her mouth. The feel of her teeth dragging along his shaft and head was felt. Her frame came quickly off the bed and towards the closet. Once back, she had three belts in hand. “Gimme your hands” is all she said as she took each wrist and bound it to the bed frame.

Over the past few months she’d gotten better at having Merr feel what she did, so she made sure to have her actions with Jason be felt on Merr.

The third belt soon came around his neck as she licked at her lips. “Beg.”

His biceps flexed against the restraints, after she tied him. “Yes ma’am.” Jason said raising his chin as she slipped the leather around his neck. His cock throbbed as she crawled over and around him in order to restrain him. “Please, I’ve done so many horrible things... “ He said, desperately. “I deserve to be punished.”

Sitting at his desk at work he felt short of breath. He felt… turned on. Slipping a hand below his desk his fingers brushed along his hardened cock. It didn’t help that he felt a little stoned on top of the half bottle of scotch he’d had. {Fuck Zel.} He thought as he pulled his hand back and tried to go back to work.

When Jason begged all Zel could do was smirk. Her grip on the belt around his neck tighten and she straddled him once more. Making sure to rub her wet cunt against his hard shaft as she licked at her lips. Fuck she was turned on. That much was certain.

Her hips rocked back and forth to have his shaft rub against her wet slit. All while making sure Merr felt the exact same thing. Felt how wet she was against his cock. ‘Lock your door.’ is all Zel said to Merr.

Meanwhile, with Jason restrained, she smirked as she brought her free hand between her legs and allowed her fingertips to rub and tease at the slit of his cock head for the moment. “You're so fucking hard right now.” is all she said as she teased for the moment.

Making sure both men in her life felt how wet she was.

Merrit cursed under his breath as he went to lock the access to his office, Victoria entered. He only half heard the words she spoke. Informing him she’d taken care of some things… asking if she needed anything before she left. “No, thank you V. Have a good night.” He said. It seemed like ages before she left and he was able to lock it finally. Only his ID would be able to open it (well his and a handful of others). He quickly cut the cameras to his office before letting out a soft moan. He could feel the way she felt rubbing against her boyfriend. It was an insane notion. {I’ve learned to block this… You’re pushing Z.} he thought at her as he couldn’t resist touching himself through his slacks.

The king was a pauper when it came to the goddess atop him. Jay gritted as the belt tightened a bit. “See what you do to me?” He said, sticking with the theme of the evening. “I do bad, bad things because of you.” His breath fluttered as her fingers played with his head and let out a whimper.

“You know you love it. The feel of how wet I am. How it feels against your hard cock.” was all she thought as she looked down at Jason for the moment. “I like when you do bad things because of me. It gets me so wet.” she said leaning down as she brought her lips to bite at his neck.

A feeling she made sure Merr felt as she took hold of his cock and leaned back. Using her wet opening to tease at his head, pushing the tip in and out her opening as she moaned lightly. “One of these days, soon. I want you to just fuck me against your office desk.” words only Merr would hear.

That belt used to pull Jason up as her lips crashed against his.

A moan slipped from his lips when the belt tightened just as she slid over him. His arms strained as she pulled him close, forced to meet her half way. His hips arched slightly, pushing himself fully inside her.

{Zel…} Merr moaned silently as he fought the urge to free himself from his pants. {You’re high and having sex with your -boyfriend-.} his fingers tightened around his length through the fabric. {You can’t be thinking of me like this.}

When Jason pushed fully inside all Zel could do was cry out in pleasure. Her hips already taking control of his fast and hard she fucked him. And with his hands tied to the bed it allowed the bed to rock back and forth.

“Doesn't matter if I'm fucking him or myself, I think about you. The way your cock would feel inside me. You fucking me.”

How she cried out the deeper she took Jason inside her. The belt around his neck was let go as she gripped her nails into his chest and broke at his skin.

Jason gasped for breath as she let up on the belt he throbbed inside her as he tried to prolong climax. As her nails dug into him he let out a moan as he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through him. “Oh fuck, shit. I’m-“ he gasped as a tremble ran through him, his cock pulsates as his seed released inside her.

{Z.} Merr sighed, trying to separate the sensations he felt from her and the fact that he was actually sitting in his office. Intimacy was hard enough for him, having his best former-imaginary friend fuck with him the way she did don’t help. {Then why are you there and not here?} She was high, he could feel the foggy judgement if he let himself get lost in it. Granted his drinking didn’t help things, but he was a functional drunk ast least- to a point.

The feel of Jason pushing deeper and harder as she dragged her nails down his chest. Sweat trailed down her neck as she felt his seed fill her up. “Fuck, Jason.” is all she said as she used her hand instead of that belt to grip his neck as she felt her own climax wash over her. Her juices splashing out over his shaft.

“I can be there in thirty minutes.” she said as the feel of her nails would be felt along his chest, easily.

{That’s not what I meant and you know it.} He growled slightly as he gave up and undid the button on his slacks, carefully lowering the zipper. Merr let out a breath of relief as he freed himself from his underwear. His hand slowly stroked himself, head resting on his desk, defeated. As she came he let out a moan, feeling all those phantom sensations.

He gasped for breath as she held his throat, feeling her tighten around him. Had he not just came, he would have them. Jason strained against his restraints, feeling the leather hard against his skin as he just wanted to touch her.

A small bell was heard, Jason barely recognized it. The front door. “Dad?” The young voice was heard done the hall. “Dad? Can I stay at Teddy’s tonight?”

“Fuck! Zel,” he gasped for air. “Let me out. Shit.” His son wanted to spend the night away, which meant more time with Zel, but he was not in the position to see his child at that point.

“Thirty minutes”

That was all she said as she came to hear Morgan. Quickly the belt was removed from his neck and wrist. Her frame coming off him as she grabbed at her jeans. Eyes coming to look at Jason for the moment. “I'll be back in an hour.” is all she said as she leaned over and kissed him. Before hurrying to grab a shirt.

“Morgan, give us a minute and your dad will be out.“ she called out as Morgan said okay. Her hands ran through her hair to make it long and black as she grabbed a shirt with no bra and slipped it on.

Jason ran a hand over his neck, naked vulnerable and alone. He quickly pulled on a pair of sweats and an undershirt, if only to hide the scratches, and met Morgan in his room.