"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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Of course.

[Now. Bren was inclined to move mountains to obey, especially after Essek's fingers hooked into his collar, that pull, that note of authority in the drow's voice. Oh yes Essek had stumbled across Bren's weakness right here.

Well, Essek himself as his weakness. Essek stepping into the role of dominant -- hell, Essek just plain stepping on him -- had clearly awoken something in the demon.]

This way, Schatz.

[He led the both of them towards the abandoned coatcheck room that he'd spied on the way in. It was locked, but that didn't seem to be a problem for the demon, a twist of his wrist and the door opened for them.]

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Demons are surprisingly good about consent.

[From what Henry had said earlier about him when Miguel was here being an absolute douche to this waiting to be let in, to the way the other man had treated him since that very first day they'd met.

Alex's expression melted, full of pure and undisguised affection. His fingers continued their absentminded touch, sliding slowly up the back of his head and into his hair.]

I don't think it counts as stalking when you've been very specifically invited. And you are invited. I want you with me, Henry. It's... the world is better with you near me. I'm better with you.

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[ Essek followed after, and there was something quite honestly predatory with the closeness to which he trailed after Bren, his fingers threading through the demon's and not minding anyone else; already he was thinking of the power that his lover was giving him, the power to absolutely rend him in two. The thought of that was enticing.

Once they were inside that coat closet, he barely looked around.

There were coats here and who knew how long they had been here-- but he did not particularly care.

The door was shoved close and then Essek lightly pushed Bren back against the wall before he followed with his body, his hand was still in the strap of suspender and he was twisting it lightly. ] Does it turn you on to realize that you are going to get fucked by me?

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It was truly disgusting how much Henry adored this man, he would prove everything.. would even become a shining knight for him, though bathed in a hellish glow-- he would offer up himself to Alex, willingly and gladly.

Leaning closer so that he could nuzzle their noses together. ] You did invite me in didn't you? In more ways then one.

[ He was of course thinking of the very blatant altar sex that they had. ] I can promise you that you will always have a choice, just as Essek will have a choice with Bren-- you do not have to worry about him.

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[Bren heard the door shut just before Bren found himself so delightfully trapped up against the wall, between it and the beautiful drow in front of him. His heart was racing in his chest, though the blood it was meant to pump had all been rerouted to his cock, which was impossibly hard at the moment.]

Very much... I want to feel your cock inside me. I want you to take what is already yours.

[Honest words that spilled out like offering left on the altar of this divine being in front of him.]

--
[All Alex wanted from Henry was for him to stay. There had always been that quiet voice in the back of his mind that liked to remind him that he was too much for people, that he would push them away. That he was not ever enough for someone to really stay.

So here he was, desperately hoping that his demon wouldn't grow bored of him, wouldn't decide he'd been some passing fancy and no longer worth the effort. He stuffed those insecurities and misgivings down deep where they belonged and focused on the moment, on this moment.]

I did. And that invitation is still very much open. ...in more ways than one.

[Alex, too, was thinking about the altar sex. It was impossible not to.]

Yeah... I got that impression. Essek found himself a puppy.

[As if Alex wasn't that exact same sort of lovesick lap dog. Shh. His self awareness went only so far.]

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[ A pleased hum, because Essek enjoyed knowing that he owned this handsome demon, could see the soft glowing blueness of eyes in the darkness of the coat room, his own eyes were soft shimmering gold and they did not need any other light than that. He bit at that lower lip, taking it between his teetn as he reached between them so that he could fondle cock, could feel the hard quivering length fighting to get out of pants.

A soft purr. ]

Remove these right now, we do not have any need for them, now do we? [ It would be easy for Bren to do it, and he wanted instant gratification. His fingertips hooking lightly under chin so that the point lightly bit into flesh. ]

--

[ Henry was not someone who was frivolous to that extent; he could be stormy and slightly moody but he was also unfailingly constant and all of what he saw with Alex only served to delight him. It was impossible to grow too bored, he did not need to be in the spotlight-- rather he had never been a fan of it.

Let Henry be the wind to Alex's wings, it was what he felt like he was born to do. ]

Essek is not the only one who found a puppy, however I think that your charming exuberance is what makes you you.. and I will never attempt to quell it. I may argue, but that is because arguing with you makes you say the most charming things.

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[Bren could not -- and honestly did not even bother trying to -- quell the moan that Essek's hand drew forth from him as it toyed with his prick through the fabric of his trousers. His hips pressed towards the attention, a wordless beseeching for more.

He was lightning quick to obey those next words, a shimmer of magic that sent his pants off to whatever pocket dimension ethereal closet that his wardrobe lived in when he wasn't wearing it. His chin lifted at the pressure of those nails, eyes never leaving the drow's.]

No Master, we do not.

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[Alex opened his mouth to argue that he was not a puppy, but well, wasn't he? Also the fact that Henry actually liked the exuberance, actually seemed to like him was still a surprise, a new discovery every time that it was revealed.

So instead he wrinkled his nose at him.]

You're an instigator. And people think I'm a troublemaker.

[Nope. It was this demon in front of him with an angel's face.]

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[ The drow was going on intuition alone, the way that he could feel now freed prick jump in his hand. One hand slid up to curl in those locks of ginger and then he pulled lightly back so that he could bare that neck, watching the way that the pulse jerked underneath such ministrations. ]

Do you like to be treated roughly, pet?

[ Bren had felt the soft gentle caresses of Essek's touch on several occasion, but this was downright filthy and commanding. ] It is only because you can take it, it is only because you know that you are mine. [ Stroking prick while tugging hair, he could do both at the exact same time. ]

--

[ Henry's hand slid down so that he could cup that delightfully tight ass, and give it a squeeze. ] Just as I signed up for you willfully-- you signed up for me. So it is effectively a contract of which all parties signed on the dotted line.

[ He leaned in to whisper, his breath hot. ] Just try to get rid of me, I dare you. [ And then by the rear, he did pull Alex closer, holding them so that their bodies ground into each other.

It seemed he was getting rather used to this new-fangled (did he just think that?) dancing. ]

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[Those fingers gripped at his hair, and Bren yielded to that pressure, head falling back, throat bared, breath quickened by nothing more than the way Essek sounded as he spoke those words. In his pactkeeper's hand, his cock throbbed and ached with the growing need.]

By you, ja. Because I am yours.

[in every imaginable (and some likely yet to be imagined) ways that he possibly could be.]

--

[Henry, it seemed, was a quick learner, at least on the dance floor. Alex's eyes widened in surprise at the rather blatant groping at his ass, but he liked it far more than he had any right to.]

Like hell... [He purred the words, shifting closer, all in rhythm with the music as he just as blatantly ground his hips to Henry's, full on dry humping his demon right here on the dancefloor, hard as a goddamned rock and it was all Henry's fault.]

Why would I want to get rid of you? [He turned to graze his lips along Henry's jaw, a slow path of lips and teeth and tongue up to his ear.] You're mine, aren't you? And I'm yours.

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Good...

[ The voice was lit with approval and praise, it was the sort of tone that would make someone want to behave for the drow; although, Essek rather thought that Bren could be nothing but obedient for him-- he'd seen only care and devotion-- part of him felt guilty that he was treating him so roughly, but something in Bren made him want to. Perhaps that recognition that he could take it? ]

If you do not like what i am doing, you will tell me-- that is not a request, that is a command. [ A command that as a pactkeeper, Bren would have to obey. One of those signs that there was love there in what Essek felt for the demon.

Then he very softly reversed Bren's position so that his front was against the wall, and Essek tucked up behind him, slowly grinding himself against that delicious pale ass. ]

--

I am yours, however you wish.

[ Henry said as he felt the sinful snake of Alex's mouth. Oh yes, this man had been easily tempted because it would not have been hard to tempt him to begin with-- there was that core of deviltry within him that had him questioning his mortal restraints, his limitations.

Better for Henry. ] All you have to do is say what you want, and I will give it to you. [ Now wasn't that a promise? It was meant precisely for Alex to do what he wanted iwth it, it was a mark of trust as well-- and even if Alex went rogue, that was fine as well. ]


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[That low infernal purring started in his chest -- not intimidating so much as like a contented cat being stroked by its favorite person. If it would help with Essek's brief guilt about it, Bren seemed to be thoroughly aroused at the treatment, eager for more of it.]

Yes, Master...

[Promise as well as a prayer in its own way. It was probably best that Essek had given that command, because Bren was not inclined to deny Essek anything. His pactkeeper could ask to carve his heart still beating from his chest, and Bren would fetch the knife.

He found himself pressed to the wall, could feel the drow behind him and rocked his ass back to meet that pressure.]

--

[Alex had been so easily tempted, but some of that ease was precisely because it was Henry doing the tempting. Something about the demonic prince had called to a place in Alex that had been dormant and near atrophied, but now it was awake and in full bloom.

And that part of him hungered, carnally, for pleasure and perhaps, if he were being completely honest with himself, for power.]

I want to do something that matters, something that means something. I want to be someone who matters.

[Little cracks and peeks into Alex's well-hidden insecurities. But he supposed if anyone could be trusted with them, it was Henry.]

I'd also... very much like... [His hand slid down between them, down to very deliberately palm at Henry's prick through his pants -- right here in the middle of the dancefloor.] ...this splitting me open again.

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[ The enthusiastic consent was well-noted, and so Essek continued along that vein while one fingertip lightly tripped against spine, to the very small of that freckled back-- and then his own lips dancing lightly against neck while he slid his palm between them. ]

You told me you were a human before this, is this what you looked like as a human?

[ If it wasn't, Essek would want to see Bren as he truly was, as he had been. ]

--

[ The pleasure and the power would be doled out in equal measure and gladly, for Henry could see absolutely nothing wrong with that-- with giving his shining human that which he craved. He had his soul but he knew that he also had the heart; every single romantic bone in his body seemed to sing in that. ] You will achieve great heights, you will achieve them because you are clever. Because you are clever, I will give you the tools with which to transcend that which holds you back.

[ His mortality. ]

Oh...

[ The hand against his leather-clad prick which jumped underneath. ] You can have that, yes. As many times as you want. [ His voice wasthroaty, husky and deliciously shy mainly because they were in the middle of the dance floor and he'd never been seduced quite so publically before. ]

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[Bren shivered beneath the attention, trying to keep still, trying not to dissolve into a fit of begging Essek for more of his touch. He was managing so far, though his prick was weeping its need quite obviously.]

This is it. Perhaps a bit leaner, towards the end.

[Which may have been a worrying statement given that his current form was on the thinner end of what might be considered healthy in a human.]

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I want that. But I want one thing even more. I want you by my side.

[Because Henry did indeed have his heart, and Alex couldn't imagine anything except falling deeper and deeper in love with this demon.]

And if that's the only thing I can have, then it's more than enough.

[Because Alex was, at the end of the day, a total simp who'd found his other half.

Of course, he was also a feral, incorrigible thing and he was still groping his demon in the middle of a crowded club.]

Now?

[Demanding as he scanned the room to see where Essek had gotten off to and-- yeah nope, no sign of drow or ginger demon. Huh.]

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[ A soft kiss that he pressed to the side of that neck, just underneath the earlobe, he had seen the other man-- he was not one to judge, his own thinness bordered only barely on the edge of unhealthy as well. When he lay down, his ribs could be found, as well as the jutting of his pelvis bone which could cut if given half the chance.

Neither of them were comfortable men to fuck; there was something angular about the both of them. Life had made them that way. ] Good, I like you as you are.

[ He was already running his index finger against the hole, dragging it over each little ridge and feeling how it was warm and hot for him-- just like a demon. A hiss as he started to push his fingertip in, wondering at how like melted butter Bren was. ] You are beautiful...

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If you wish...

[ He knew exactly where Essek and Bren was and he leaned in to nuzzle against that jawline as if he was a creature drugged. He was, with a side of enchanted. ] Bren and Essek have found a coat closet-- so I would avoid that at all cost.

[ Else they get an eyeful of what they didn't want to see; Henry liked Bren but it did not mean that he necessarily wanted to see the other man fuck. ] I think that they may zip off after that, it appears they couldn't make it through one drink.

[ And Henry was having problems as well with the distraction that was his talamascan agent. ]

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[They were sharp-edged men, honed by the world into what they were. But perhaps bit by bit they could the softer parts of each other. Without losing those edges entirely, especially given the fact that Bren was currently pressed up against the wall of a coat closet.

A soft hitch of breath as that finger began to press inside him, his body yielding to the pressure in full and pure invitation.]

You are the beauty, Master... but I could be whatever you wished for me to be, for you.

[He was a demon, and even before he'd been a demon he'd been a very capable wizard.]

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...ah. Well. They're their own ride home then.

[Jeez. Some people had no self control. Thought Alex while he was feeling his demon up in the middle of the club. Oops. His eyes fluttered, those unfairly thick eyelashes coming to rest against his cheeks while he basked in the closeness, the sweet nuzzle at his jaw.]

Maybe we grab another drink and call it an early night, mm?

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I know you could be what I want, but what I want is you-- who you are now, and that is beautiful.

[ The softest part of flesh as finger sank in, the nail delicate enough that it was not going to rend the inside, but just long enough that it could tickle that prostate in the most maddening way, the flat of his finger lightly massaging against wall as he spoke those words against ears. ]

I have never wanted a man, like I want you... I thought I was broken, until you.. Adeen always told me that I was broken, but you.. [ His other hand slipped against hip and was lightly encircling that prick that was so very good at taking him apart, lightly stroking languidly. ]

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I honestly think that you are the only partier in this retinue. [ Henry enjoyed a get-together but he tended to be more comfortable in intimate gatherings, it was because a surplus of people often made him only a little anxious even though he was a demon and by nature should not feel that. ]

I think that is a good idea though, will you make me another ah.. pineapple drink? [ The one that had made him feel nice and slightly dizzy, drunk with the colours and with the sparkle in Alex's eyes. ]

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[And Bren was hopeless to resist Essek saying that he was what the drow wanted, the submissive in him thrilling at the words, at knowing that he was wanted. That Essek wanted him, and not only for the power that he had given and would give him.

He let his head fall forward, forehead resting against the wall as Essek's finger probed deep, so close but not nearly enough.]

You are not broken. You are perfect. You were more than he could ever hope to deserve, ever hope to comprehend.

[His hips jerked forward into that touch, breath coming in soft, quickened pants already.]

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Yeah, maybe. That's fine. I'm happy to take the party back home, where it's just us.

[So Alex pressed a kiss to the corner of Henry's lips.] You've got it. Wait here and save our spot, sweetheart? We'll have another dance and call it a night. I'll be right back.

[With that, Alex was off through the crowd, moving with the ease of someone used to this milieu, like every move he made was another part of the choreography, to fetch their second and final round of drinks. Another fruity sweet drink for Henry, though he switched to a simple bourbon on the rocks for himself. Easier to toss back so he could get his hands back on Henry. His drink was done first, set beside him while he waited for the second, fishing out enough to cover the drinks and a tip.

He glanced back across the dancefloor to Henry, feeling his heart give an unmistakable flutter. He'd told him he was falling in love with him, and god it was true. He was enamored enough by the sight and thought of his demon that he didn't notice the presence at his side. Certainly did not notice the figure at his side add something to his drink, even when he reached back for it without looking and downed about half of the glass in a long sip.]

'Easy there, Alex. The night is young. You don't want your blond to have to carry you out of here. Or maybe you do.'

[Alex bristled and turned to glance at the speaker.] Oh what the hell, Miguel. Are we going to do this again?

[Miguel held up his hands in a gesture of pure innocence.] 'Just getting a drink. Same as you.'

[Alex glowered and tipped back the rest of his bourbon like it was a shot. He suddenly felt like he needed. He glanced at the bartender and signaled for him to make that one painkiller two, because yeah. He was met with a 'just need to grab another pineapple juice.' Just his luck.

He deliberately leaned back against the counter and ignored the man beside him. He also tried to ignore the way his head was starting to very quickly feel like it was swimming. Oh.]

'Though I'm curious, what is it about blondie that's got you so locked in? I didn't think that'd be your type.'

[Alex frowned and turned to face Miguel to tell him to fuck off, but as he moved, the world around him moved faster and he was suddenly feeling like the room was spinning around him.]

Shit...

[And Miguel was quick to take the opportunity, reaching out to take Alex's arm.] 'You don't look so good, Alex. Let's get you some air.'

[Alex tried to protest, but the words didn't come, and he found himself being led towards the door, away from the bar and much more crucially, away from Henry.]

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[ Essek's own voice was softly approving, certainly it held a consummate doting quality to it, as if Bren was being a very good boy and was being shown exactly that-- what was unlocked, could never be locked up again, for Essek would continually remind him of it in the most surprising moments.

But there was tenderness to as his fingers wrapped around cock and he slowly drew it up and down, feeling the flesh pull with each of his measured ministrations. ]

That is a very good boy. [ Was it not enough, his fingertip? He was circling with the tip-- careful not to hurt the other man, circling the raised flesh that was Bren's prostate while he breathed softly against earlobe. ] Tell me what you want, Pet... use your words.

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[ The 'blondie' in question was waiting patiently where he was left, looking over at the crowd of people dancing, though he was very cognizant of Alex's presence within the scheme of things even though he did not follow the other man. He trusted him and well, there was a suitable tracking that he could utilize if he scented danger.

He did halfway through the next song.

It was a blinding pulse, as well as a wave of disorientation that hit him.. second-hand of course. But it alerted him to the fact that Alex was in trouble. Like a good english sheepdog, he took off through the crowds and toward the bar area.

To find Alex.. not there.

But there was a trail. Of course there was a trail and so he followed it as closely as possible. It had been a matter of minutes, but likewise Henry knew that something happened and it had a bad smell attached to it, such as an insufferable ex-fling who could not take no for an answer. ]

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[Bren whimpered quietly with each new touch, each new word and praise that slipped from Essek in that silk-smooth voice. Essek had fully found himself a pet who would be devoted and obedient in a way that Bren barely even knew he had in him. But oh he would learn.

His hips rocked slowly towards that hand over and over, back against the finger that was probing so teasingly.]

I want you inside me. I need it... your fingers, your prick, I want to be full of you.

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[Coherent thought was quickly slipping away, the world gone hazy and dreamlike. by the time he found himself outside, he couldn't remember much more than how to put one foot in front of the other, and even that was a dicey prospect.

He wound up leaning heavily on the person beside him. He knew him, he thought, perhaps. Whatever he'd been slipped had made him pliant, suggestible, confused enough that he didn't have the wherewithal to protest as he was eased into the backseat of a car. OR when he suddenly had company back there.

It was too hard to think, to register more than the feeling of a hand sliding beneath his shirt, of lips covering his own. Another thought managed to bubble up through the fog -- Henry.

This wasn't Henry. Where was--] Henry...

'Forget about him. You don't need him, gorgeous.'

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[ Essek was enamored, in love to the worst possible degree. And that husky accented voice muffled against wall, and so Essek released the cock that was soaked with precome and then he brought his fingers to Bren's lips and parted the mouth, slipping fingers inside so that Bren could taste his own salt.

All the while he curved his finger only a little so that he could edge yet another within, deeper and deeper as he fucked Bren slowly and thoroughly with his digits. ]

Who do you belong to? [ And Essek was going to tease the demon so effortlessly, and yet he wanted to hear him begging for it-- even though Bren was begging, he knew that he could beg far more pretty. ]

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[ Henry's scent was unmistakable, the soft trail of light where a pact cord was trailing in the night air, he followed it far quicker then he thought he had ever moved. He finally found the car; sitting pretty there out in the lot and a few cars over from where Alex had parked his own.

There was the silhouetted outline of two dark shadows in the rear view window.

He approached carefully, silently. Even though the whisper was quiet, he could make out the words 'forget about him, you don't need him, gorgeous.' and there was the haze of something else.

Drugs.

What a coward indeed. This would've been a pleasure if he was not so furious at the scum that seemed to be crawling around the earth nowadays. He had a feeling that the door was locked but Henry was honestly not taking chances. He hated using his powers like this, he thought that it was inelegant but well que sera sera. And so he approached from the side and then he aimed his face, made it a few hundred degrees hotter and then he put his fist right into the window of the driver's seat.

Glass shattered everywhere. ]

I don't suppose you asked him if he wanted to go with you?

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[Bren sucked on the fingers pressed past his lips reflexively, tonguing along the digits, tasting himself, the bitter salt of his precome there, doing his best to clean them fully.

He moaned lowly, voice a rumbled sound as that second finger slide inside him.]

Yours... I am yours and only yours... please...

[Oh Bren would beg, would plead for Essek's touch however it came.]

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[A cold nausea had settled in Alex's chest as Miguel spoke, even through the hazy mess of his drug-addled thoughts. Miguel leaned forward to kiss him again, and Alex turned his head away, calling Henry's name again, soft, more breath than sound.

Then the sound of shattering glass split the quiet and Alex turned a dazed, confused dark-eyed gaze to the sound.]

Henry...

[His Henry. Here.

Miguel meanwhile yelled in startled shock at the broken window, looking up to stare at the demon-he-did-not-know-was-a-demon. For a moment he sputtered before narrowing his eyes.]

'What the fuck? You're going to pay for that window. ...read the room. Alex left with me. You're not invited.'

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[ Essek started to fuck into that hole slowly, two fingers deep and trying to be gentle but it was clear that Bren was begging for more and more, while the other hand was being sucked delightfully. He pressed his mouth to that neck and then he very carefully bit, leaving a mark of lipstick and bruise there.

A signature. ] I am going to have you and you are going to scream for me, aren't you my beautiful demon pet?

[ Where if people walked past, they'd be able to hear. ]

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If I were you, I would be more worried about what this means I am fully capable of doing to your face.

[ Henry all but growled, even in the dark of the car he could see the dilated eyes that bespoke that Alex had been drugged by this utter trashcan of a human being.. except trash can actually had viable uses. This one did not. He shoved the door open and then murmured in a voice that brooked no argument. ]

Since you were not afraid to drug my date, I will certainly have no qualms with breaking your nose. So try me.

[ He spoke even as he thrust his hand into the back seat and fisted his fingers in the collar of Miguel's shirt and yanked him forward. ] We came together, but at least I would give him a modicum of credit that he could pull something far better than a pus-filled arsehole like you.

[ And then Henry's arm drew back, ready to punch at a moment's notice. ]

Now, why don't you unlock the door?

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Yes, master... oh gods, yes. Make me scream, please...

[The words were spoken in between strokes of his tongue along those fingers, slow kitten lips before he wrapped his lips around them once more to muffle the next moan that tried to escape.

Bren would no doubt be loud enough to be heard once Essek was inside him, would leave no doubt about what was happening in the coat room to anyone who happened to pass by.]

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[Even drugged and trying to parse out reality from the dreamlike confusion still coursing through his mind, Alex could fear Henry's voice, could feel the cold rage in it, and somehow there was comfort in that. Henry was here, and everything would be all right. He hated that he couldn't quite make his eyes focus to see his demon clearly.]

Yeah, asshole...

[He managed to slur out, voice thick with the intoxicant pumping through his veins.

Miguel found himself grabbed and held by his shirt and genuinely terrified of the man in front of him. He'd seen Henry in the club, all stiff and proper, hardly intimidating, but something had changed. And the man had shattered his car window like it was noething.

Wordless he fumbled behind him to find the button, a click confirming once the door was unlocked.]

'...don't hurt me.'

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[ Essek wanted that acknowledgement, he had never had anything that truly belonged to him and now there was this beautiful Demon who lavished him with attention and affection, all those things that had been missing in his life. He pumped his fingers into that mouth and there was the sweet mimicry as both hands went in perfect time.

He was infinitely inspired by the soft sounds that Bren was making, and he pressed teeth against flesh to further collaborate exactly what it was that Bren had been doing in here with the drow.

He would definitely refresh those marks often, they were very pretty on his demon. But also he was touched by Bren's willingness to let him have control, who did not fear his wanting autonomy. ] Soon... very soon. Just be a good and patient boy for me.

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Get out of the care, Sweetheart. Hold onto the side of the car until I can get to you. Henry said while still not breaking eye contact with Miguel. His eyes were blue fire, and the care and concern in his voice in relation Alex suddenly changed as he recentered on the piece of slime that he was holding up by the collar. ]

If I see you so much as look at Alex Claremont-Diaz with that slimly filthy gaze of yours, I will finish what I started; and don't think that I don't know-- how do you think I realized that you had run off with Alex. [ He reached over to flip on the highbeams of the car to reveal two very muscular people, one male and one female-- their eyes glowing in the light. ] I am powerful and I have connections, but mark my word-- I am not afraid to finish what I've started.

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[Bren moaned around those fingers as they fucked his mouth, rocking back to rut against the ones that ere working him open. A sharper tone in his voice as that mouth worried against his skin. Good. He wanted to be marked, wanted to bear those teeth marks like a badge of honor, of ownership. He belonged to his pactkeeper, by bond yes, but also by his whole-hearted choice.

This is what he wanted, more than he had ever wanted anything.

He was trying to be patient, to be good. He wanted to be obedient and to please. But he was also so turned on that his prick was an aching throb.]

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[Alex had just enough coherency in him to obey what Henry said, clumsy and fumbling, but managing to get the door open and spill himself out of the car. He certainly intended to cling to the side of the vehicle until Henry got to him, but instead he wound up losing his footing and sliding to a rather pathetic little sit just outside the car.

Good enough. At least he was out.

Miguel was wondering if he was going to live through this encounter when he turned and saw the two people in the glow of his headlights and were their eyes actually glowing? That the fuck.

What the actual fuck. He didn't answer out loud, just nodded, hoping that Henry would release him and leave him with his face still intact.]

[zauberdecke]

[ Except it wasn't all Bren wanted to be, there was something else that he wanted to be and he was on the cusp of it; of being loved by this man. Essek certainly felt it but it was just on the tip of his tongue, skirting the edge of his lips and his heart-- threatening to burst forth if Essek did not check himself.

He withdrew his two fingers and then he slid in closer, moving his hand to encircle his own cock, and then he was guiding it toward that hole that he had prepared; it was wet and slick and ready for him.

He did not hold the girth that Bren did, but he was certainly quite long and had quite the reach. He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to earlobe and then he pushed in-- though carefully and delicately. ]

--

He shoved Miquel back against the backseat and then he slid out of the car before running around the other side of it to kneel next to Alex and then he spoke in a way that was complete opposite of what he had typified. He took Alex's arm and then he started to guide him away from the car.

And if Miquel had any sense of self-preservation, he would make like a tree and leave. ]

You are alright, Sweetheart-- I have got you.

[internationalrelations]

[Oh it was true. Bren desperately wanted to be loved, he just didn't expect it could ever happen. He could content himself with being useful, with being owned. He was thrilled beyond all reason that Essek trusted him. Loved? He hardly deserved that, but wouldn't it be a treasure?

Bren whined as those fingers slid free, leaving him feeling empty and bereft. He looked back over his shoulder at Essek, lust-blown pupils subsuming the bright blue of his eyes as he looked at the drow, lips parted around soft quickened breaths.]

Ah... master... [A soft keening sound of relief as Essek's cock breached his hole.]

--

[Alex let himself be led, leaning into Henry more than he intended to. Hell, he was too dazed to really intend much of anything at all right now. But the feeling of relief, of safety with Henry beside him rang clear through the fog.]

I'm sorry, baby... I didn't get your drink... and I think I got lost.

[And there were hands on him and lips on him that weren't Henry's, and he hated the thought of it.]

Can we go home?

[As they walked they would hear the sound of squealing tires as Miguel sure as fuck did get the fuck out of there, sufficiently chased off for the time being anyway.]