"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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[zauberdecke]

Welcome to the club-- [ About liking men, though he had never had an opportunity to properly explore that until his own pact and it was going well. Right now he had a warm purring cat in his lap and while Adeen had not been happy about a cat being brought back, Essek had put his foot down. ]

I am not sure I even have anything slutty, I would not even know what to wear?

[internationalrelations]

[Alex is muttering to himself in Spanish and quietly banging his head against the wall.]

How does someone as hot as you not have anything slutty? Fuck.

But okay, fine. I'll provide the outfit. You just figure your great escape. Bring your demon. I think he's friends with mine. If demons have friends. I don't know how this shit works.

[Said demon was currently purring and making little kneady biscuits in the air. Caleb cat living his best life.]

[zauberdecke]

Maybe it is because I was bethrothed to Adeen before I had a chance to... this is the part where if we were speaking face to face, I would gesture vaugely. [ Henry and Essek should meet because they did have quite a bit of outdated ideas about things. ]

I could attempt to cobble something together but if you are offering to provide one, then I will not say no.

Also, I am sure that demons have friends-- mine feels like the friend-making sort so, I will find an escape route, thankfully my demon is fairly clever.

[internationalrelations]

Cool. Even more reason to hate that tool.

I'm offering. I've got you.

[Essek is trusting him. Alex will not fail.]

But good you and your clever demon get yourselves out by nine tonight. Meet me at my place. We'll get you dolled up, and we'll go out on the town.

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Very well-- you can count on myself to be there. Also, nothing too skimpy, I have to work up to something like that; but tight is fine.

[ he was trusting you, Alex. ]

I shall see you in whatever gremlin stuff you have planned.

[internationalrelations]

Duly noted. Don't worry. I've got a vision.

[He would stay within Essek's parameters. He wouldn't want to make his friend self conscious. Confidence was key, after all. Most important part of the outfit.]

Thanks, babe. I owe you. I promised to show Henry a good time.

[zauberdecke]

Oh, so your demon has a name then?

[ He knew this, Bren had told him. But it was true that there had been a little bit of time in which Alex had slipped off his grid. ]

[internationalrelations]

He does. Henry. Not exactly the most hellish name, but it suits him. He's...

I've never met anyone like him before.

[Alex is smitten, Essek. If that isn't entirely clear.]

What about yours? He got a name? You guys getting along okay? No summoner's remorse?

[zauberdecke]

He does have a name, it is Bren though currently he is a cat and I call him Caleb.

During our outing, he will be a Bren however.

I think that I will likely keep him with me for a long time.

[internationalrelations]

[Small pause while Alex looks across the room at wherever Henry is and demands to know if he can turn into cute animals.]

Yeah? Good.

I'm glad this worked for you, Essek. Really.

Anyway, see you tonight!

[zauberdecke]

[ Essek had to work out an escape plan for meeting Alex and his demon at the club, but thankfully his demon had some tricks up his sleeve that Essek had not thought possible; and so at the appointed time precisely Essek and Bren would find themselves at Alex's apartment where Essek knocked and then stood back though standing a little closer to Bren than was perhaps necessary (perhaps it was always necessary)

It had been a few days and there had been a routine to everything.

Perhaps Essek's favorite part of the past couple of days was Caleb cat's complete and utter hatred of Adeen and Adeen being mad about it; but while it had not been allowed before, Essek felt much better bringing a cat in that could defend himself.

There'd been a few scratching swipes that had left Adeen worse the wear.

Inside the apartment was of course a demon who heard the knock but was much too polite to answer the knock as this was still Alex's apartment and he would never dare presume ]

[internationalrelations]

[Bren thought it was exactly as close as necessary, yes. In fact, he might have a hand settled against the small of Essek's back. He'd been all too happy to help him sneak out for whatever outing this was meant to be. It would be good to see Henry as well, see how his favorite demon royalty was faring.

As for his part, well, Caleb cat had indeed been living his best feline life annoying Adeen. He'd definitely sharpened his claws on some of Herr Tasithar's favorite coats and furniture. Now though he was human-shaped, even the horns hidden away.

The door opened to reveal Alex, grinning at the sight of his friend. ...and then sparing a moment to straight up check out Bren. All right. A redhead. Not a bad pull, Essek, Alex noted to himself before giving the drow an approving lift of his eyebrows. Hey look, all he was saying was he was now intimately aware how pacts were sealed, so uh. You know, props.]

Excellent. You made it. Come on in.

[He stepped back to let them inside, and he glanced back over his shoulder.] Henry! Company's here.

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[ Oh, well perhaps that did cause Essek to flush, but only at the tip of his ears-- which said it all. The gaze was a bit too knowing and he was not going to fault the other guy for the curiousity though well, what he and Bren got up to in the bedroom (of which there had been a bit of sneaking into bed last night with Bren not exactly cat shaped that well.. he perishes that thought and then breezes inside with Bren upon his heels. ]

Adeen has gone off to do whatever he does in the evenings that does not concern me, and it does not. [ Some sort of debauchery ]

--

[ And Henry moved into view, wearing a button down shirt and leather pants that he'd borrowed from Alex since they were both of a similar size, though perhaps the trousers were a bit more snug then most so he only did the barest of adjustments to it, he had to take it out a little it at the thighs, but only a little bit. ]

It is nice to see you, Bren-- I see you have fufilled your goal.

[internationalrelations]

[Alex knew the drow well enough to expect -- and be pleased by -- that subtle flush. Ha. Cute. But that answered what he wanted to know just as well as any words would. He shut the door behind their guests, leaning back against it as Henry appeared, and maybe watching the way his demon looked in leather a little too closely.

Bren offered a sedate smile in Henry's direction, inclining his head in a very proper little bow.]

Your highness. Ja, I have. [Did he sound proud of himself? Because he was very proud of himself, and the gaze he cast in Essek's direction was entirely lovestruck honestly. His fingertips drifted up along the drow's back, soft and affectionate. Smitten.

From behind Bren and Essek, Alex fixes a questioning look on Henry and mouths a silent your highness? What the fuck, Henry?]

[zauberdecke]

[ Was there something going on that Essek did not know about? He watched the exchange, from Alex's own opened mouth expression and then the clear chagrin of this demon who was known as Henry, a questioning look then up at Bren because he was clueless about this. But he was unphased, just only wary. ]

I think that you should point me in the direction of where the clothes are located? I can dress myself.. with my Demon's assistance.

--

[ Henry glanced over at Alex then and brushed a few fingers through his hair. ] I am the Prince of Hell, yes. [ And David Bowie's son-- the unmitigated truth. ] I did not tell you because I did not think that it was important?

[internationalrelations]

Ah. I see I've said too much already. This is a new record for me. But... it is a pleasure to meet you, Alexander.

[He waited for Alex to indicate the direction where he'd set Essek's clothes out for him, before he slipped off with Essek, leaning in close to murmur, for his pactkeeper's ears only.] I'm better at the undressing part, but... I will endeavor to be helpful.

[Alex meanwhile just stared for a moment doing the math. David Bowie's son. The fucking Prince of Hell. Sure, okay. That was totally not a big deal.]

Sort of a pretty big detail to leave out. [He wandered in close to Henry to wind his arms around his waist.] I would've been practicing my curtsying.

[Alex you're a man you don't curtsy. But that sounded more ridiculous than bowing, so he'd stand behind the choice of language.]

[zauberdecke]

[ Essek glanced over at Bren, hearing the way that the words seemed to cause a delightful little shiver, it was true that Bren was very good at undressing him-- he'd had no complaints thus far and he was sure he was not about to have any. He walked into the room indicated and saw the garments-- a pair of flared black leather pants such as the size that he wore, a purple halter top that did seem to cover his chest, but dipped low in the back. In addition a chain belt that would dip just a little below.

The boots, well he was wearing the boots he would wear. ]

You seem to forget that I shall be requiring some undressing. [ Essek said as he stepped closer to Bren and then held out his arms in a way that said he expected Bren to start that task promptly. ]

--

I can imagine you curtseying.. but no need, I am sure that in the Human World a demonic title is a moot point, it is just a formality in the Hells where I am from.

[ It also explained why perhaps he was there with Bren, so that he could oversee his own mission. ] Though I cannot stop you.. [ Henry thought that perhaps it may not be a bad thing whatsoever, to watch Alex curtsey. ]

Also, I did not tell him your full name was Alexander, Bren just tends to be very formal with people that he does not know and refer to them as their full names.

[internationalrelations]

[Far be it from Bren to deny his pactkeeper his help.]

You will, won't you. Well, I will happily put my talents to use in this.

[Undressing Essek was quickly becoming one of his favorite pastimes. He would have to remember that they were not in a place they could really take their time and delay. They had a schedule to keep to, and an appointment to head out on the town.

But he's going to enjoy the process, stepping in close and beginning working buttons free.]

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You can't. I can't be stopped.

[Just, you know, generally. He was a force of nature to be reckoned with. Just ask him. In the meantime though, he only smiled, something outright wicked flickering in dark eyes as he let his gaze roam Henry's face.]

Play your cards right, and we'll skip curtseying and move straight to my knees for you. [For his goddamned royal demon. Whatever though. Titles were moot, generally. Henry was his, and this wouldn't change of that, right?]

If you're good.

[He placed a kiss to Henry's cheek, all sweet and innocent.]

Formal friend though. Got it. Essek looks happy though.

[zauberdecke]

[ It was not fair that Bren was so very addictive, and the more that Essek spent time in his company, the more he was aware. He had never felt calmer than when Bren as Caleb was curled up in his lap and reading a book with him, or the soft whisper of skin on skin when he'd made his transformation back into Demon.

He watched Bren undo his buttons almost effortlessly. In a matter of moments the silken tunic whispered off of him and fell to the ground-- and then after that the loose trousers that also rustled as he moved-- and how they just slid to the ground.

Leaving Essek in his lace underthings. ] I do like how obedient you are.. [ Essek said with a quirk of a smile as he pressed his hand against the center of Bren's chest. ]

--

He does look very formal.. just as formal as myself. [ Henry said, but then he was not the one who had referred to himself as Prince. So it was Henry and three people who were incorrigible introverts; though Bren was probably middling if Henry thought about it. ]

I want to see you curtsey, perhaps I can give you pointers on if you are doing it right? [ He was not going to tell Alex that no one did such a thing in hell.,, he did not want to destroy his dreams. ]

What time do we have to be at this club? [ He said as he attempted to lean closer for more kisses-- because he was a slut. ]

[internationalrelations]

Do you? How convenient that I like doing what you want.

[It was one of his favorite things actually. He was very fond of it. He settled his hand against Essek's chest in turn, a mirroring touch to what the drow was doing.]

It is a shame to cover you back up, but... I suppose that just means it will be more fun to unwrap you like a present later.

[Bren was just being honest. ...in fact Bren was exceptionally honest about his attraction and interest in Essek from the start.]

--

Oh? We're concerned about proper form now?

[Alex sighed heavily at that as if he was so entirely put upon. He relented in his sighing long enough to give his demon more kisses, lingering at his lips for a long, long moment. He started to step back, decided he wasn't done kissing and stepped closer once more to indulge.

Then he finally forced himself to draw away, stepping back just far enough to perform a rather impressive little curtsy -- especially for a man who had never really had any cause to actually have to curtsy.]

You'll have to just imagine the skirt.

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[ He gave Bren a knowing smile before he reached for the leather pants and then bent down to step into them, thereby giving the demon a rather nice view as he pulled the pants over hips and then he started to fasten them; the leather fit snugly and the rise was low enough that a tiny little bit of hair could be seen just above the fabric, a tantilizing hint of platinum silver. ]

I will need assistance, I suppose in such a manner I am incredibly spoiled.

--

[ In a way they had to let a bit of time pass while Essek got changed, so this was the best thing to do-- this casual flirting as they pressed mouth to mouth and he could taste the long-suffering sigh against the tip of his tongue. Amusement sparkled in his blue eyes before the other man seperated from him.

Oh no, the curtsey, it was cute.

He hid his smile behind the palm of his hand. ] I almost wonder if you've practiced in front of a mirror?

[internationalrelations]

[Those smiles, such precious things. Bren was very greedy to see them, to know that Essek meant the expression. ...he was also very greedy for that frankly gorgeous view. That ass.

Yes. He was looking. Not quite respectfully.]

You should be properly spoiled, Schatz. I take this responsibility very seriously.

[He was also appreciating Alex's eye for fashion as he watched Essek dress.]

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[Alex straightened up and lifted his chin, his best haughty look.]

...doesn't everyone?

[Practice their curtsying in front of the mirror?] How else was I supposed to indulge my secret fantasy of being the prettiest princess.

[He was probably mostly joking. Mostly. There was a thread of truth in there somewhere though.]

[zauberdecke]

Mmmmmm.. [ Essek murmured as he started to shrug on the halter top, pulling the bottom over his head and then smoothing it out against his stomach, though there was the sides that dangled, that needed to be pulled up and tied at the back of his nape.

This was the perfect job for Bren and thus he picked up the end of a piece of fabric and then handed it to Bren. ] I require assistance in this, it appears as if you will get to tie it like a bow.. so I suppose your words about myself being a present is not unfounded.

--

I can assure you that you would be the belle of the ball, I cannot foresee anyone being more pretty than you, it is that slight dimpling-- I bet that you got away with so much as a child.

[ Henry said as he then walked over to Alex and curled his fingers in the slightly sheer shirt. ] You will be the prettiest at the club, and I rather think I will have to bite quite a few people that come sniffing around you.

[ This man was his, there was a hint of possessiveness about those words; even as he pulled Alex flush against him. ]

[internationalrelations]

The best present.

[Bren agreed. He stepped in close before slipping behind Essek. This way he could have the best angle to tie a proper bow.

This way he could also lean close and graze his lips along Essek's neck, kissing gently, lingering and tasting soft skin. But his fingers tied a neat but secure bow in that top.]

You look stunning. But then, you always look stunning.

--

[Alex moved as he was pulled, no resistance in him as he molded himself right up against Henry. This worked for him, yes. He draped his arms around his demon's neck before letting his head fall back with a laugh.]

Babe, I'm not even the prettiest one in this foursome. ...I might be the fourth prettiest one in this foresome.

[Henry was clearly prettiest. Look at him. Alex sure was. He was looking and appreciating how gorgeous the blond was.]

...you won't actually bite anyone, right? They tend to frown on that these days.

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[ A shiver went down his spine at the feeling of Bren's proximity. There was an air of sensuality about the demon that Essek leaned into, arching his neck at the tease of lips and then further his back so that Bren could tie the fastenings at his nap. He was a moth to the flame and it really was not fair that Bren could bid such unspoken desires out of him.

His breath caught, he tried to hide it by chewing on his lower lip, then he slipped around until he was in the circle of Bren's arms again. ] Be careful what you say, I think that Alex wants us to make it out of this apartment?

--

To me you are the prettiest.

[ Essek was obviously more Bren's taste; and just because Henry was gay, did not mean that he necessarily latched on to every male in existance. Essek was not his taste, and neither was Bren-- Alex however, he happened to like those dark looks; though it was coupled with an incandescent charm. ]

You can argue with me, as you are so fond of doing, but that still does not make you correct.

[ Oh yes, the gauntlet has been thrown down. Pick it up, Alex-- Henry will only watch you as you bend over. ]