"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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[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! ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex had only just met Henry, but he felt familiar, like he'd been waiting to meet this man for his entire life, had dreamt of the shape of him, the feel of him. Something about Henry's voice echoed in the halls of his heart with an unmistakable feeling of home. He didn't know how that could be possible, but... well. However it was possible, it was real.

So Alex would welcome it.

He purse his lips.]

Nah. I'm charming as hell. And I grow on people. You'll like me even more.

[lordfuckleroy]

I will give you that, you are very charming.

[ And then with a wry smile that was aimed right at Alex, those blue eyes taking on an almost frivolous sparkle. ] And I have been alive for quite a while longer than you have-- I've seen the heyday of Elizabethan stage, you put classic bards to shame.

[ Well aside from the whole writing of the plays-- but oh yes, a natural born performer this one-- that was the truth. ] Then I look forward to liking you over and over, more and more.

[internationalrelations]

I... oh.

[The genuine compliment caught him off-guard, and he felt the heat rising in his face, a pleased flush. Was it his fault that he wanted Henry to think good things about him? The sparkle in those eyes did not help the flushing either. He was acting like some lovestruck smitten idiot.

So he did the only thing he could do, leaning up and catching Henry's lips with his own, kissing him like if he didn't kiss him at that exact moment the next moment might not come at all. It was still fine, wasn't it? He knew the pact was consummated now, knew he bore Henry's tramp stamp mark now, but he was hopeful that the sex and intimacy portion of this was more than just what had been required to formalize their deal.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ Oh, oh.. oh--

He could get used to Alex kissing him just like that. The thing with Henry was that he was a sucker for a good kiss, and this happened to be elite; his mouth parted with welcoming as he could taste Alex's energy, his exhaustion and yes his happiness; it was almost akin to being drugged for him.

And it had been more than what was required, a demon did not have to necessarily have sex with their pactkeeper, though many often did. Henry was not one who had thought it was necessary-- but for Alex? Oh yes, he'd told a little lie (he was a Demon after all) by saying that it could not be complete without this consumation.

Truth there, because it could not be complete for them until they'd had sex. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex could get used to the kissing too. In fact he would very much like to get used to it. Starting right here and now, thank you. Those parted lips drew a soft, pleased sound that was mostly lost in the kiss. He let his tongue slip past, thrilling at the taste and the heat of it.

Making out was wonderful, actually. He would need to fit this into his daily schedule.]

You're...very good at this.

[Just telling it like it is.]

[lordfuckleroy]

[ They were post-coitus and that was what Alex said? By the hells below, he was adorable-- he slowly pulled back and looked into the pleasure hummed eyes, saw the way the whiskey darkness glowed with inward fire. It was impossible not to touch him and so he did, running his fingers along a jawline fleetingly. ]

Kissing? Well there is a fine art to kissing, perhaps not as ancient as sexual intimacy but still it has been honed through ages.

[ Oh no, bust out the encyclopedia and history lesson. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Henry would find nothing but full encouragement for the touching, Alex leaning into that fleeting touch as if seeking to prolong it. His lips twitched into a smile, one that grew amused as Alex listened to Henry start going on a history lecture.]

Oh my god... how did I get the nerd demon?

[It was actually really endearing.]

So what you're telling me is you've got some experience.

[lordfuckleroy]

[ The nerd demon, how dare-- he looked like he was about ready to start on another lecture, though he did not-- not really. Mainly he wanted to make a point. ] I will have you know, Alex Claremont-Diaz, that the demon that came for your friend, he is a thousand times nerdier than even I.

[ Yeah, he threw Bren under the bus. That is what Demons did to their own, except thankfully this bus was made out of books and magical components and most magic nerds like Bren did not mind being hit by it. ]

But I have been alive for quite a while, I've seen many cultures born and destroyed so it's only reasonable that I retain some sort of information about it, think of how much you will learn while I am your demon? Do you not think that exciting? I could tell you things that even the Talamasca does not know about.

[ Come on Alex, weren't you even a little intrigued. ]

[internationalrelations]

[Alex only grinned at the indignation. Cute. Why was he sitting here entirely endeared by a demon and his unmistakable adorableness? How had that possibly happened? He couldn't hold a laugh in as Bren was indeed shoved in front of the nerd bus.]

Well, that probably isn't a bad thing. Essek's the biggest nerd I know.

[Like, sure, the drow looked like some flawless old money socialite model, yes, but total nerd.

...though his was a pot calling out a kettle, because Alex too was a complete and utter nerd, and as Henry continued speaking, his eyes widened briefly, clearly caught by the idea of knowledge on offer.]

Of course it's exciting. I want to know... everything. [There was a reason he was good at what he did in the Talamasca.]