Blood and Feathers (Riku+Grimm, Mature)
May 4, 2018 6:55:09 GMT
Post by Riku on May 4, 2018 6:55:09 GMT
Jamie stayed clinging tightly to Lance for the longest time. Tears fell until he ran out of them, and even then he just kept his face buried against the angel's skin.
"I'm sorry." He eventually whispered quietly, only just daring to look up when he was sure that Lucifer, and the demon inside, had gone. He studied Lance's face with his watery eyes for a moment, then slowly moved off of his body and lay down beside him.
It wasn't like Lance had never betrayed him either. Jamie had been abused by both Lance and Lucifer many times. Sometimes to 'correct' his behaviour when training him as a slave, sometimes Lance would ignore help Jamie needed if it was par of one of Lucifer's games, sometimes Lance was just having a bad day and needed to take it out on someone. The worst betrayal was on the steps in the grand hall, where Lance ended up being so violent that he broke Jamie's wrist and then he did something that Jamie never thought would happen. He gave into Lucifer's ploy and raped the boy. Jamie remembered it vividly. Yes Lance had betrayed him many times... but this seemed so much worse somehow.
Jamie pulled the covered up over them both and lay quietly. He wasn't sure if Lance was going to lash out at him, or ask him to leave. He was only sure of two things; tomorrow he had to feed as he had lost a lot of tears and blood, and secondly, he was going to ensure, by any means necessary, that Lucifer would never be able to eat all of Lance's heart.
- - - - -
Zak started to wake up, vaguely aware of a presence or movement near him. His neck was stiff from his head resting to the side an he groaned as he straightened up and opened his eyes.
The sight of Lucifer shocked him, and he jumped in his skin, causing a large splash as he sat up and retreated back in the bath as far as he could. The angel wasn't fully sure for a moment what he should do. If he stayed here it would be easy for Lucifer to impose himself more, but trying to get up in his state with his worn muscles would be difficult and Lucifer would definitely see his naked body. He chose to stay where he was, although he did pull a towel closer to himself ready and covered himself with his hands.
Lucifer was the reason he had been punished. The angel was given to him on a whim, as a toy for the demon to play with, so play he did. Then when Von Lear found that his mouth had been used for the first time by the demon and not himself, he was furious. Zak didn't know for sure that the vampire didn't give Lucifer some grief for it as well, but he very much doubted it. Thoughts and images raced through the angel's mind as he sat, eyes transfixed on the demon.
He didn't even realise that he was shaking slightly, some shivering from the water that had gone cold, and much from the demon's aura filling the room. He said nothing, his mind racing to process anything that was happening. I Von Lear walked in to find Lucifer here with him, Zak would be punished again for doing nothing wrong. That was the first thought to crystalise.
"I'm sorry." He eventually whispered quietly, only just daring to look up when he was sure that Lucifer, and the demon inside, had gone. He studied Lance's face with his watery eyes for a moment, then slowly moved off of his body and lay down beside him.
It wasn't like Lance had never betrayed him either. Jamie had been abused by both Lance and Lucifer many times. Sometimes to 'correct' his behaviour when training him as a slave, sometimes Lance would ignore help Jamie needed if it was par of one of Lucifer's games, sometimes Lance was just having a bad day and needed to take it out on someone. The worst betrayal was on the steps in the grand hall, where Lance ended up being so violent that he broke Jamie's wrist and then he did something that Jamie never thought would happen. He gave into Lucifer's ploy and raped the boy. Jamie remembered it vividly. Yes Lance had betrayed him many times... but this seemed so much worse somehow.
Jamie pulled the covered up over them both and lay quietly. He wasn't sure if Lance was going to lash out at him, or ask him to leave. He was only sure of two things; tomorrow he had to feed as he had lost a lot of tears and blood, and secondly, he was going to ensure, by any means necessary, that Lucifer would never be able to eat all of Lance's heart.
- - - - -
Zak started to wake up, vaguely aware of a presence or movement near him. His neck was stiff from his head resting to the side an he groaned as he straightened up and opened his eyes.
The sight of Lucifer shocked him, and he jumped in his skin, causing a large splash as he sat up and retreated back in the bath as far as he could. The angel wasn't fully sure for a moment what he should do. If he stayed here it would be easy for Lucifer to impose himself more, but trying to get up in his state with his worn muscles would be difficult and Lucifer would definitely see his naked body. He chose to stay where he was, although he did pull a towel closer to himself ready and covered himself with his hands.
Lucifer was the reason he had been punished. The angel was given to him on a whim, as a toy for the demon to play with, so play he did. Then when Von Lear found that his mouth had been used for the first time by the demon and not himself, he was furious. Zak didn't know for sure that the vampire didn't give Lucifer some grief for it as well, but he very much doubted it. Thoughts and images raced through the angel's mind as he sat, eyes transfixed on the demon.
He didn't even realise that he was shaking slightly, some shivering from the water that had gone cold, and much from the demon's aura filling the room. He said nothing, his mind racing to process anything that was happening. I Von Lear walked in to find Lucifer here with him, Zak would be punished again for doing nothing wrong. That was the first thought to crystalise.