"I Consecrate my Soul to Thee" Witch/Demon AU

[zauberdecke]

[ There was a very specific reason why Essek was here at this moment.

All around him was gathered components, and within his hand he held chalk with which he was drawing the familiar pentagram that would assist in his mission. For his entire life, he had been gatekept, he came from a long line of witches, all of them female; the power passed down through matriarchal laws and blood-- from woman to woman.

However he was the black sheep, the one who had been given far more power than was comfortable for the bloodline in which it had been strictly locked up. Because of this, no female line could inherit and even right now etched into his chest was a binding spell that was unbreakable though oh, how he had tried. It had been placed there by he who he had been given in marriage to; locked until at which point a female was conceived which would then continue the line downward.

There was nothing more vengeful than a cat who had been caged, and right now Essek Thelyss was out for blood and perhaps even a healthy dose of revenge. There was that intrinsic longing for freedom to do what he wanted, not wanting to be bound by tradition to a familial coven who cared more about the line than him. He wanted to put a stop to it, perhaps even get this angry scar of a sigil on his chest removed, wanting night upon night of assault to end.

He did not care what he summoned, the only thing he wanted was for whatever power he could bid to rise to invoke retribution, to free him. Logically he knew that he would be entrusting his fate into the devil he did not know-- but at this point in time, that seemed far preferrable.

And that was how he had roped Alex into this. Someone who was well versed in the rituals if not well practiced; he could not do this alone because there was so much that could go wrong. Best to have two hands in it, even though he knew that it was not Alex's job to intervene but rather to 'watch' but he was desperate, and Alex knew how much he hated Adeen.

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and it was then that Essek finished the circle and then set his chalk down gently. ]

The circle is complete, the components are gathered.. it is time.

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[lordfuckleroy]

[ One day Henry would take a video recording of Alex's voice, just to show him how needy he was. But for right now there were other matters to attend to such as consummating the pact. And thus that was how Henry slipped his fingers out of that hot tight clench and then very soon Alex would find one truth remained.

That Henry was now pressed up against Alex, chest to back and with the very hard line of a cock rather wedged delightfully against those cheeks, and he teasingly rocked back and forth. ] It's time to make the pact real, are you ready love?

[ And to punctuate it, he pressed a lingering kiss against eartip before he nibbled it between his teeth. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex lifted his head to look back, to try to catch sight of Henry, just in time to feel the way the demon moved to cover him, how he could feel the warmth and solid press of his body against him from shoulders down to his ass and the insistent pressure of that prick rocking against him but not giving him what he needed.

Not yet. It was maddening. It was delicious. It was going to be the end of him.]

I'm ready... [Even if he weren't, he couldn't imagine waiting any longer anyway.]

Please... make me yours...

[As if he weren't irrevocably that already, even if he may not yet realize.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ A purr of pleasure whispered against that ear and then he slid his hand between them so that he could guide himself into Alex, and so he did-- he was rather slick himself, made that way by his own burgeoning desire for Alex. Enough that the tip and head of the cock just glided in and would leave Alex with a feeling of gradual fullness until finally he had consumed the entirety of the tip.

But perhaps he was just a little bit evil enough to pause there to see if Alex was going to push his hips back, he wanted to see exactly how needy the Talamascan Agent would be.

He rather thought it would be by a very large margin, after all he had gotten the impression that Alex Claremont-Diaz was highly repressed. ]

[internationalrelations]

[There, god there he was. Alex could feel the blunt head of the demon's frankly huge prick at his hole, realized he probably ought to be a little intimidated at the thought, but instead couldn't think past the lust that had burned all reason straight out of him. Besides, Henry had prepared him, and Alex needed this. That first press, the slow way the head of his cock opened him, the way his body yielded to welcome it inside.

He heard himself moaning, a sound that quickly turned into a frustrated whimper when he realized that Henry chose to stop and hold still.

Repressed was putting it mildly, and the demon had unlocked something in Alex that would not easily be closed away again. He rolled his hips back against him, fully intending to impale himself on Henry's dick if that is what it took to have his demon buried properly inside him.]

OMG I THOUGHT I RESPONDED TO THIS

[lordfuckleroy]

[ The pushback caused a well-meaning smirk to cross over his face, he had a feeling that there would be a great many more moments like this where Alex became both pushy and needy-- fine by him, Henry looked forward to more bratty aspects of Alex's personality coming out in abundance.

The demon prince gave Alex what he wanted and then swifting pinioned himself to Alex in one fell swoop, the tight heat wrapping around him and squeezing. His voice when it came out close to Alex's ear was soft and tempting. ]

I see that we shall have to teach you some lessons in patience, my naughty Pet.

[ Unlike other demons, perhaps Henry was a bit more forthright-- but also Alex would find that maybe he would have no problem with Alex running all over him, in time. ]

[internationalrelations]

[What Henry would be learning, very quickly, was that Alex was as reactive and responsive in intimacy as he was in pretty much all aspects of his life. Socially, he was a yapper. Sexually? He was just as vocal. This manifested itself in this moment as a keening, breathless cry knocked straight from him -- along with all the breath in his lungs -- by Henry's cock buried inside him all at once. His back arched sharply, fingers clawing at the sheets beneath him as he tried to steady himself with another breath.

It half worked. Almost worked. Except he was still breathless, just on the verge of trembling from the sheer overwhelming combination of being so impossible full of the other man, of the desire that felt more and more like it might shatter him entirely, by that posh, silken voice speaking so close against his ear. And the things it was saying.

Well. Fuck him.]

Patience is overrated. Life is short.

[Life was short, and he was impatient. And naughty.]

And I need you.

[lordfuckleroy]

[ Henry managed to let out a little growl to that and then his hips all but charged forward and the force of it would propel Henry just a few inches forward; it was the momentum that he was striving for, buried deep within Henry as he allowed himself that enunciation of pleasure that felt and sounded only a little bit feral. ]

Have a mind for the headboard, I would not want to give you a concussion, Alex.

[ He smirked but did not gentle it, there would be many times for gentleness and even as he did so-- his fingertips were gentle as they marked a pact circle against the small of Alex's back, in a design that was of shells and waves, etched in his own blood-- this was to cement the pact.

And it would resemble something akin to a demonic lower back tattoo. ]

[internationalrelations]

[That growl did things to Alex that he would have to come to terms with later, when he could think clearly, and wasn't busy being fucked within an inch of his life. That hard thrust had him rocking forward, and he did bring a hand up to brace against the headboard.

He lifted his head to glance back at Henry, in time to see that smirk on his demon's face. He would have made a comment about the other man looking so smug, but at the moment he was well aware that Henry had every right to be as smug as he wanted. He could feel the light touch against the small of his back, not entirely certain what to make of it, but he'd examine that later.]

You look... entirely too pleased with yourself right now.

[Well, guess he was going to say it anyway, even as he moaned in pleasure, dissolved into pleas for more.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ It was a lucky matter that Alex would have quite a bit of time to come to terms with it, though to be honest if Alex was always surprised and delighted with it, Henry certainly would have no complaints whatsoever. For right now however, he was intent on destruction, and destruction he would have. For someone who was as neat and orderly as Henry, that was saying something.

He thrust even deeper in until he hit that spot that would feel very good to Alex, likely a spot that was under-utilized in him. Well thankfully for Henry, he would enjoy making sure that Alex had multiple moments like these. ]

Exceedingly.. [ He said with a sensual hiss while his palms gripped hips even tighter. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex tried to glare, but it was a losing gambit, given that his eyes were nearly rolling back in his head with the sudden onslaught of sensation of Henry driving deep inside him, finding that spot that he had never had properly exploited. It sent a jolt through him.

He cried out again, rolling his hips back to meet each thrust.]

Fuck... that's... witchcraft...

[Words were clearly working well for him.]

Harder. [Goading, as if any harder wouldn't shatter him into a million pieces.]

[lordfuckleroy]

Well sweetheart, I am a demon.

[ He said as he started to pump with renewed vigor while one of his hips slid down and under so that he could work that cock with the tips of his magic-infused fingers. How those tight walls felt around him, squeezing him, it would be so very easy to come, with the way that Alex fit snugly around him, and well-- he wanted the other man to come because oh how it would feel with that quaking of orgasm around his shaft.

And with Alex making the most obscene noises, this was everything he could've wanted-- and more. ]

Are you going to come for me, love?

[internationalrelations]

Fuck, yes you are.

[A sex demon apparently. His own personal incubus who was on the path to ruining him for anyone else. Alex was all too happy to be ruined too, to give in to what his body was craving, that building need that was rapidly subsuming him, leaving him nothing but need and lust and something deeper and warmer that was thrumming with the knowledge that this was what he was meant to be, that finding Henry was finding a missing piece he hadn't realized was missing.

What sentimental thoughts to be having while he was fighting for his life as he was fucked into the bed.]

Mm... yes, need to. I'm close, baby. You feel so good inside me I...

[He trailed off into a cry, voice breaking as he sobbed out his pleasure, back arching, hips driving back as he spilled himself over that hand, coming so hard that his vision went bright white hot and he lost touch with his own existence.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ Henry could make the most romantic situation out of something like this-- it did have a certain poetry to it, the slap of skin against skin, the slick of sweat, the way that their heavy breathing and pants seemed to run the air raw with need, awash in transparency. Henry had known that Alex was the missing piece which is why he had stalked him so assiduously, both him and Bren and both stalked their mates.

Because they were mates, not just pactkeepers.

Essek for Bren and Alex for him.

And no one, not even the Talamasca, could tear them asunder. ] I am going to very soon.. [ Fill Alex with his hot seed, perhaps even breed him. The moment that Alex came, he almost felt the stars by association, and that was a domino effect, the walls squeezed around his prick and then he came, it was a heady rush that made his head dizzy even as he painted Alex with the quaking spend of his own orgasm. ]

[internationalrelations]

Please, baby...

[A breathless whimper as he tried to remember how to be human in the wake of his orgasm. But he wanted to feel Henry come too, wanted the demon to pump him full of his seed, to claim him. It had not occurred to Alex that breeding was even a possibility. But wow would he learn that particular fact very soon.

As it was, the only thing he knew was that he could feel the heat of Henry's release as it flooded inside him. His own orgasm was still finishing with him, the aftershocks assuring that his muscles were squeezing and clamping around that cock as if Henry would never be released, as if his body was determined to milk the demon's prick dry.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ And oh it was milked as surely as if they had entered into some milkmaid fetish video; he could feel the way that Alex's body insisted on drying him out completely except that was entirely impossible. Good luck with such a feat, Alex-- a demon had stamina tor centuries.

In such a world, a demon and an Incubus was one in the same-- the only thing that differentiated was intent. And gods, that was a thin line, wasn't it? Where this man inspired Henry to think of the more physical side of matters.

This was a true victimless crime, there was no victims here unless you counted hearts in the matter. ]

I promise there are more things wr can do, as your mind grasps onto it.. but I fear I may have inadvertently rattled your mind a bit with our fornication.. for which I only apologize... a little.

[internationalrelations]

Shut up...

[Any barb to the words was lost by how worn out and sated he sounded, and the fact that his voice was muffled given the way his face was half buried in the blankets. Another shiver raced through him, and Alex tried to swallow back the whimper that accompanied it. Tried and failed.

Yeah no victims here. Except hearts. His heart was already lost in the depthless ocean that was this demon, caught up in an undertow that would be impossible to escape even if he tried. He was not trying. He had no intention to try.]

...that was incredible though. Even if you just called it fornication.

[lordfuckleroy]

[ This would be a long and happy start of barbing at each other affectionately, for he could tell that there was a bit of fire to Alex.. which Henry thought was very sexy. He stroked against the hair even as he slowly slipped away from Alex but only so that he could curl up next to Alex's side where he rather thought he belonged. ]

Fornication is still a good word, it has largely become archaic but there is power in that.. what else would you have be call it if you ridiculed me for calling it 'making love'

[ Bloody hell, Alex-- ]

Besides, fornication sounds rather illicit-- do you not agree?

[internationalrelations]

Sex. Fucking. The horizontal tango.

[Alex rattled off before he shifted, stretching slow and languorously before he settled down next to Henry. Close. Close beside him. He settled his hand against Henry's chest, right above where the demon's heart, presumably, beat.]

Banging. Getting it on. Doing it.

[Alex's lips were struggling against the smirk that wanted to overtake them.]

It does sound illicit though. A little dangerous. I suppose that's appropriate.

[lordfuckleroy]

[ Maybe Henry should smother him with a pillow right about now; he had forgotten what a mouth this Talamascan had on him-- he gave Alex a look which was strangely sexy even if it was very stern. Then he allowed for a wrap of his arms around Alex. ]

When did you turn into a Thesaurus?

[ Okay, he had to smirk at that while he pressed a kiss against the top of his head. Woops, don't let anyone know that demons could be all snuggly and kissy, that was a secret. ]

[internationalrelations]

Since forever. It's a service I offer, free of charge. You provide the sin, and I'll provide the synonyms.

[Oh he was pleased with himself for that pun too. Really, Henry ought to reconsider the smothering decision. It would save him years and years of this mouth. Alex only grinned at the look -- very stern, very sexy. He was learning lots of things about himself today apparently.

Like the fact that Henry kissing the top of his head and cuddling him thoroughly melted something in him. He wound his arms around the demon, pressing his face into his chest.]

You did something to my back... was that your mark?

[lordfuckleroy]

[ Henry paused in what he was doing enough to give Alex a deadpan look, which was not very affective unless the canopy of the bed was mirrored (which it was not). That was a terrible terrible joke and he wanted to push Alex out of bed just for that-- but the ground was hard and he did not want to do something like that right out the gate. He'd wait until they were somewhere that there was carpeting and not nameless debris scattered around.

The dramatic blue canopied bed with the large oaken frame could only do so much to protect one's pactkeeper. ]

Yes, it was your back-- but after that joke, I am almost inclined to yank it off you.

[ He groused, because he could. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex just laughed at the threat, lifting his head to nuzzle his way under Henry's jaw, leaving a kiss against his throat.]

Liar. You like me.

[He apparently was content and at ease enough to start ribbing a demon. That was fine, right? They were bound to one another, after all. Should he be more concerned that he'd essentially sold his soul for... well, he wasn't entirely certain. Yes, he'd been honest that he wanted to be more than a witness, more than a chronicler, wanted to actually exist in the world. To be what he was meant to be.

But in the end, well, maybe the simpler truth was that he'd signed away his soul for the sake of a pair of pretty blue eyes.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ If was no fair that Alex was so charming; a demon was supposed to be charming but Alex seemed to blow that out of the proverbial waters and well, Henry thought perhaps he should do better.

But his heart melted nevertheless at the cuddling; Alex may have sold his soul, but Henry has in retaliation lost his own heart.

So who was the bigger loser here. ] I suppose I do like you.

[internationalrelations]

[Now that he was getting his feet back under him -- metaphorically, really, given that he was fairly sure he'd be shaky-legged at best right now -- he was talking more, letting more of who he was shine through. Sorry, Henry. The fact that the demon found him charming was a personal blessing, really.

Alex was certainly enjoying the cuddling too. He was affectionate by nature, when he was allowed to be anyway. The Talamasca had a tendency to hold their members separate from so much of the world with the secrets it insisted they keep. But here was Henry, a secret that the Talamasca could not be allowed to know. Alex didn't know what they would do about it, but he wouldn't chance causing Henry trouble.

He wouldn't chance anything that would take the demon away from him.]

I knew it.

[Smug. And then, leaning in close, lips grazing Henry's earlobe he murmured, quiet and low, a secret for his demon.]

I like you, too.

[lordfuckleroy]

[ It felt warm, this admission of like-- because it wasn't just that. Henry knew it wasn't, he'd been quite simply enamored, fascinated by every move that Alex made, and he'd watched him for such a long time. And each word that Alex murmured seemed to fortify that enchantment; yes-- Henry was a simp for the other man though he would not admit it outright.

Best to keep some mysteries for the time being.

He would gladly be Alex's dirty little secret. ]

Well that is good, there is a saying that says 'familiarity breeds contempt' so I suppose that in time we may grow quite used to each other, I hope that we will still like each other after that. [ Or if push comes to shove, he may bite Alex-- who could say! ]