[ 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.
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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Date: 2025-04-05 03:39 am (UTC)We do, yes...
[ There was a brief hitch to his voice as he saw Alex drop to his knees and Henry felt a near answering stutter as his eyes grew heavy lidded, like honey was running over him and Alex was set with the goal to lick it all off. ]
And you should by all means do your worst.
[ And by worst, Henry meant best. ]
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Date: 2025-04-05 04:00 am (UTC)I intend to.
[He'd probably wear himself out in the process too, but then they could both fall into bed together. Alex looked forward to that too. But first.
Well, first he was going to get his mouth on that prick like a starving man finally being treated to a feast. He wrapped his lips around the head of his cock, helping himself to tasting the precome gathered there, moaning softly around him in pleasure.]
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Date: 2025-04-05 04:12 am (UTC)But he could see the sparkle within those eyes.
Each suck did usher a moan out of his mouth, hot and slick and he had to keep himself from upending the chair right there. ] If there is a way to kill a demon, I have no doubt that you shall be able to do it.
[ He managed to groan out as he could not keep his eyes away from watching Alex, the perfect way he attended to him like some summertime treat procured on a beach. ]
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Date: 2025-04-05 04:56 am (UTC)His hands settled against those strong, lean thighs. His eyes slipped shut so he could lose himself in the way it felt to have the heavy weight of Henry's prick in his mouth, could concentrate on trying to drive his boyfriend wild.]
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Date: 2025-04-05 03:15 pm (UTC)Oh yes, he was absolutely blown away by this. Both figuratively and soon to be literally, especially with Alex's untrained and yet enthusiastic tongue. He opened his eyes to slits and watched Alex, the suction, the little whisps of tongue he could see, and of course the way that he had to take gasps here and there.
With his guidance, Alex would become a Grade S Cocksucker, the likes of which had not been seen in this world. But only for Henry. ]
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Date: 2025-04-07 05:26 pm (UTC)And speaking of hard and long, he was currently trying to swallow down more of the hard cock in his mouth, though again he was far more enthusiasm than proficiency at the moment. A soft choking sound, but he wasn't about to let that stop him. Not when those fingers felt so divine in his hair, not when every inch of his hormone addled being wanted to drink down the demon's very essence. To start with.]
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Date: 2025-04-08 10:20 pm (UTC)But for right now, Alex was doing decadent things to his prick, and he was not even thinking about Alex's inexperience, it was not even registering it in the slightest. Just that Alex was enthusiastically attending to him, with saliva and chokes and the sweetest sounds as one could wish for. He would've loved Alex in any capacity and those feelings were engulfing him with such sappy sentimentality.
Sorry, this was your demon boyfriend. ]