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Post by Grimm on Mar 11, 2018 4:27:49 GMT
He was like a beast with only the thought of fulling his pleasures. The Vampire Lord was also angry at how the events had turned over the last few decades, the grace and beauty gone from his movements. Where once he would have made love to his angel, now he was just a proxy for his feelings of powerless in his situation. On and on it went, twisting the angel body into the positioned that delighted him, even licking the tears that streamed down the angels face.
He filled his angel with his seed again and again, violently and completely. Von Lear fought against the temptation to once again bite into his angel, the divine blood addicting to say the least. One final thrust and then he stopped, clutching tightly to Zak's warm body as control returned to him, embracing the feathered creature for what seemed like an eternity.
Eventually Von Lear gathered Zak into his arms, carrying him back up the stairs and out of the dungeon, placing him on his bed. And without a word left to go share some of his exhilaration with his harem of wives, knowing it had been ages since he had last visited them, or even offered to share his blood.
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"I love you."
Lance felt a twinge of guilt for not replying in kind. He couldn't say it, no matter how true the words would be, he couldn't admit to it. His heart was pounding in his chest, he knew the vampire would hear it and even now as their naked bodies intwined the angel couldn't help but tremble, knowing what monster laid just under the surface of his skin.
Instead of dwelling on the danger, Lance began to kiss Jamie's neck, trying to be gentle as lovers would be. Trailing down with his lips, his hands roaming tot he curves of the vampires hips until the warmth of his mouth engulfed Jamie's cock. He wanted to make Jamie feel good for a change, he wanted to make him feel special. Because to him, he was. He was everything to the twisted angel, everything the world was not. Lance used his skills that he had learned from Von Lear, sucking along Jamie's length using his tongue to rub along the underside and then over the tip before going back down to take him fully into his mouth once again.
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Post by Riku on Mar 11, 2018 10:24:39 GMT
Zak couldn't move, so drained of energy with all that had happened, he truly was a living rag doll for Von Lear to play with. The angel felt everything as he was moved and manipulated, giving off a soft groan, or sob at times when he was really twisted into a painful position.
The torture went on forever, every time the vampire climaxed might have been the end, but it never was.
The angel must have finally passed out, for he woke up with the vampire's arms wrapped around him, pressing his wings into the side of his body. So many sensations were still a bit much for the being and his head spun a little as Von Lear pressed his weight onto his back.
The angel lost consciousness again, waking up as Von Lear was carrying him to the bed. He groaned as he was placed onto the soft covers, and he forced himself to open his eyes. He watched with blurred vision as the vampire left the room, the door clicking closed behind him.
Zak took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts but they were so scattered. Every new sound, the flicker of the candles, each new sensation of the covers the bedposts further confused him. The angel wanted to wash, he wanted to clean away the sex and the blood, but all he managed to do was roll over.
Lying on his front with his wing trapped under him, Zak fell asleep and wouldn't wake again for many hours.
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Jamie didn't mind that Lance didn't respond to his profession of love. The angel had said it once already, that was more than enough. Jamie pulled his face away from Lance's body before the temptation of his pounding veins was too much, and he lay back on the bed.
He groaned in pleasure as Lance worked over his flesh with his lips, enjoying the gentle sensations, and he let out a loader moan as he was taken into Lance's mouth. Jamie instinctively opened his eyes and glanced round the room after making such a noise, before reminding himself that Lucifer wasn't here and relaxing back again.
He swore that the demon knew when Lance and Jamie were trying to make progress together. Lucifer would always choose the worst moments to call Lance away for duties, or give him some horrible task to do so that he couldn't think about sex. Worse still Lucifer would wind Lance up and let him go, leaving Jamie at the mercy of the beast who would enjoy his flesh like candy and play with him like a child with a Christmas present. However the most truly terrible thing that Lucifer did, was wait until they dared to attempt intimacy, then call Lance away, then the demon would use Jamie's arousal for himself, the vampire would always be less guarded in this state and the demon loved abusing that.
Jamie tried to push Lucifer out of his mind, but Jamie had been well damaged over the years. Every time he gave an especially loud moan, he would glance around, just in case. Then he would tell himself off for being so paranoid and settle back into the moment.
“That feels so good.” Jamie took in every caress and sensation, Lance's toung, his teeth, his lips and his fingers. Every movement felt so exciting and perfect. “I'm so ready, let me take care of you.” He pushed his hand into Lance's hair and tried to coax him up. Jamie's cock was fully hard, he wanted to help Lance get there too, and then they could enjoy each other like normal lovers do. He wanted this to all be mutual, each of them giving a little to each other in turn.
He glanced around the room again, just in case, then told himself off for being so paranoid and settled back into the moment.
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Post by Grimm on Apr 24, 2018 3:09:51 GMT
Lance didn't want to be pulled away. Even as Jamie tried to coax him up Lance was content were he was, tasting the sensual flesh with each long lick of his tongue. He paused for a moment, feeling the thing inside of him start to awaken. It was too soon for that to happen, Lance had been craving the attention of his faithful servant for too long to allow himself to loose himself so easily. Finally he gave into Jamie's demands and lifted his head from Jamie's lap, kissing and licking his way back up Jamie's cool skin.
He brought his lips crashing against his vampire lovers as he rolled himself on to his back, leaving Jamie on top of him in a smooth graceful move. Lance's tail was now trapped between the bed and his bare leg, fluttering like a captured snake in his excitement. He would allow Jamie to have his way, trying for now to sooth the beast inside him that wanted nothing more than to consume Jamie. The smell of his skin, the silkiness of his hair, Lance wanted so much more.
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Post by Riku on Apr 24, 2018 21:00:35 GMT
Jamie smiled and hummed in approval as Lance finally released his cock and moved back up to kiss him. He wrapped his arms around the bigger man and held him tightly, pressing their bodies together for a moment and inhaling the smell of his neck again. The swift movement of Lance rolling them over startled Jamie a bit. He let out a squeak in surprise, followed by a laugh at his own reaction. "Sorry." He smiled and kissed the angel again before sitting up.
"Ready? Help me." Jamie reached back for Lance's hard member, and pressed the tip to his entrance with some help. He tried to sink down onto it but found a sharp pain ran through his body, forcing him to lean forward again. "Nyy... I'm sorry... Its been a while." Even though he was pale, the vampire flushed with embarrassment, and he turned his ace away from Lance. The thought that he was suddenly ruining the moment filled his head and his paranoia of Lucifer had him glancing round the room again to be sure that no one else had seen his incompetence.
The boy stuck his fingers into his mouth, coating them quickly. He reached back and slid 2 fingers inside himself, working the muscle and trying to force himself to relax, which of course put more pressure on and made him tense. He knew it was only a matter of time before the beast took over and Jamie would be taken one way or anything, twisted and contorted and left to bleed. He wanted as much time with the real Lance as possible and he was ruining it.
"Ok, I'm sorry. I'm ready." He lied. He took Lance's cock again, pressing it against his half relaxed muscle, and sat himself down on the length before Lance could discern his lie or stop him. Jamie cried out as a wave of pain rattled through his body, but pleasure came with it and after rest for a few seconds, he started to move. He had wanted this for so long, he rarely got time to be with Lance, he wasn't going to miss this chance for anything.
"I love you. I'm sorry. Ahh..." The words that came out were a jumble of nonsense, apologies, and confessions of love. It was clear that he was a little uncomfortable, but the pain ebbed away slowly as he relaxed into the rocking motion. "My angel."
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Post by Grimm on Apr 26, 2018 12:42:57 GMT
As Jamie turned his face away in embarrassment, a faint smile graced Lance's lips. These small glimpses of the innocence that Jamie once was made the angel's heart flutter. He let out a moan as Jamie lowered himself down the full distance of his length. He took great care not to buck his hips before Jamie was ready, waiting patiently while Jamie began to rock himself along his crotch. Lance guided his hands on the vampire's thighs, coming to rest on his hips, clutching at the flesh he found there.
It all felt too good and the angel let pleasurable grunts escape, being a little more vocal than he usually might have had since Lucifer wasn't in the area. Lance worked rhythmically , thrusting to meet Jamie's downward motions. His blue eyes looked up at his beautiful savior, his hands reached up to touch the body above him. Lance could feel the beast clawing just underneath his ribs, it wanted out, it wanted more. So much more.
He squeezed his eyes shut trying to keep his pace slow like his lovers, but soon his roaming hands found purchase back on Jamie's hips and Lance buried himself deep. He held on to Jamie tightly, waiting for the feeling to pass before he finally manage to open his eyes. He loosened his grip and began to thrust upward again, his dark eyes giving away to a steadily consuming ring of red that surrounded the pupil.
His teeth gnashed together, grinding the demonic fangs against each other, restraining the desire to break this pleasurable thing. It was calling out to him, louder with each heartbeat as the waves of pleasure kept putting him further out to drift. With each heated breath that left his lungs, deeper it pulled him. More. Lance bucked his hips harder, his gentle touches and brushes of the hand had turned hard and rough, clutching at his lover's skin turned to clawing. The angel couldn't breath, finally succumbing to the dark waters that swallowed him whole.
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Post by Riku on Apr 26, 2018 16:08:18 GMT
Jamie kept his eyes open as they played, enjoying looking at his lover, but also wanting to be able to glance around from time to time. His hands rested on Lance's belly for the most part, and the vampire enjoyed stroking his skin. He smiled as Lance's hands moved over his legs and up to his hips, but he gave an uncomfortable groan when the deep thrust came.
"Careful..." He looked down at Lance's face, staring at his closed eyed, and leaned forward to touch his cheek. "Stay with me..." The sudden second thrust jerked the boy forward and he grabbed hold of the headboard for support. "Lance... Stay with me, please." He closed his eyes in pain for a moment as the thrusts quickened, only glancing down at the angel's face when he dared. Jamie's heart sank when he saw the red in Lance's eyes. The demon had arrived.
"Please..." He spoke through gritted teeth as his hips were being squeezed. He looked away, not bothering to finish what he wanted to say, knowing at this point Lance wouldn't listen to reason so there was no point. He could only hope that he would come out of this alive and intact, but that wouldn't happen.
Jamie let out a violent scream as the demon's claws raked down his back from shoulder to hip, tearing open his skin. Even though he hadn't fed recently, drops of blood still oozed out of the wounds and his body started shaking a little from shock. Jamie closed his eyes again, not watching to watch this abuse and destruction coming from the man he loved.
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Post by Grimm on Apr 27, 2018 5:15:22 GMT
Jamie's pleas didn't fall on deaf ears, his voice swimming around his head, echoing in the dark cavern Lance had been pulled too. And when Jamie screamed out it was enough to snap him out of it for a brief moment, all his movements stopped. "Jamie," Lance's broken voice wept. His hands pulled away in horror. Then the angel sunk his aching teeth into his on arm, trying to keep himself from fall back into the pit. The other hand latched on to the bed sheets, his tail no longer swaying with pleasurable joy. He was horrified.
Lance wanted to say something but he couldn't, biting down harder when the words wouldn't come. The pain was keeping him with Jamie for the moment.
It was then Jamie would have heard Lucifers voice whispering into his ear, like a far off echo that you weren't sure was really there or not. "I can help you, I can hold him awhile you give him what he wants...he can't hurt you now." Lance was oblivious to any voice Jamie might have heard, but the angels arms were suddenly pulled above his head by an unseen force he didn't much fight it.
"Take him, give him pleasure that he could only dream of. I can help you." Again a disembodied voice of Lucifer whispered into Jamie's ear, trying to tempt him to continue. Lance was looking at Jamie with his red ringed eyes, his body aching for the Vampire to touch him, his muscles rolled and hips restrained waiting for Jamie to make a choice.
"Tell me what you want. What do you desire?" More whispering and unseen hands stroked Jamie's body as soft a feather.
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Post by Riku on Apr 27, 2018 7:36:41 GMT
Jamie opened his eyes when Lance became still and he sat back, still impaled on the other's erection. "It's ok..." He wanted to help him, but he knew that the inner demon would just keep coming back, and it would never be satisfied if it wasn't enjoying Jamie like a dog plays with a rag doll.
He groaned and hung his head for a moment, running a hand through his hair. All that the boy wanted was to have sex with his lover without demons interrupting. He wanted them to be able to enjoy themselves without it being part of some ploy or game. Tears would have come to his eyes if they could as he just sat there, his own erection wilting away as Lance fought to keep himself under control.
"I can help you, I can hold him while you give him what he wants...he can't hurt you now.
Jamie froze like someone had a knife to his throat, any colour that had come to his skin suddenly rushed away, and he didn't dare take a breath. Every second of silence was terrifying as Jamie gathered the courage to turn and look behind him, but nothing was there. Then, in a sudden flurry of movement, he grabbed the edge of the bed sheets and pulled them round himself, trying to hide some of his nakedness from the demon master. He trembled as Lance's arms were pulled above his head, proof that this really was Lucifer. proof they would never in their lives have a moment of freedom.
"It's him." Jamie managed to whisper the words, redundant as they were. More whispers came and Jamie could only look into his lover's face. He could feel every tiny movement of his body and could see he wanted his release.
Tell me what you want. What do you desire?"
Jamie wanted to answer, and tell Lucifer that he wanted some peace and quiet with his damn boyfriend. Or that he wanted Lucifer to be dead, or for things to go back to how they were before the night of the ball, but he couldn't. While Jamie had become more confident around Lance, occasionally talking back to him or poking fun with him, Lucifer was something else. The true demon terrified him to the core. He couldn't even provide a false answer, he just shook his head and closed his eyes, and started bouncing on the length inside him again as instructed.
After a minute or so he relaxed into it somewhat, he knew Lucifer wouldn't go away so he might as well obey. He tried to bounce faster and deeper, but was having a little trouble from the pain. Jamie reached up for something to hold on to to help him lift off more and guide him but there wasn't anything and he groaned. "Nnny, help me."
Shit. He meant that for Lance.
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Post by Grimm on Apr 28, 2018 4:23:59 GMT
Lucifer's twisted laugher would have swam through Jamie's ears, but still only the Vampire would have been able to hear it. Lance moaned in passionate throws while Jamie rode his cock, trying to move his arms to touch Jamie but was firmly pinned to the bed. He whimpered in ways that Jamie probably never had heard before, blind with lust and still held on the edge of the precipice. There was blood on Lances lips from when he had bit his arms, and now those bloody lips begged for Jamie.
Lucifer was using his powers to mess with the couple, making it feel as if several pairs of hands were roaming, stroking and caressing the intimate and sensitive parts of both Lance and Jamie. Lucifer was of course using the pair. He had been waiting for this moment and just had happened to wander back to the realm when this had started taking place.
Well that wasn't entirely true. Lucifer and Lance shared a bond as Lucifer had devoured most of Lance's heart. He could feel every emotion the angel felt and often teased him for it. It's one of the reasons he seemed to ruin the moment between the two. However this time, Lucifer was encouraging the couple, seducing their senses.
Lance wasn't very aware of Lucifer's involvement, all he knew was he was being held back from hurting Jamie and the pleasure continued. The angel'c cock throbbed with Jamie's vigor, slicking it's entry way into his lover. Hips rocked and swayed as he had done before the beast had taken him. With each moan that escaped Lance, Lucifer snickered in Jamie's ear. "He loves you Jamie." The Evil Master taunted, "fuck his brains out, it's the last time you'll ever get the chance." Lucifer warned with a sinister chuckle.
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Post by Riku on Apr 28, 2018 6:07:44 GMT
Jamie kept riding Lance, still embarrassed about Lucifer in his ear. He continued to struggle without the help of someone guiding his hips or something to hold onto to steady himself, but he managed a reasonable pace. Jamie hated the invisible hands all over him, they were distracting and creepy. He hated even more how Lucifer was able to make his feel so much pleasure even though he despised the demon.
Jamie gritted his teeth or flinched back each time Lucifer's voice slithered into his ear. ""fuck his brains out, it's the last time you'll ever get the chance." The vampire didn't know what he meant by that. Was he planning on finishing Lance, or pushing him to edge where he would finally be consumed? Maybe Lucifer was going to have him killed, or just keep them for himself. The thought that the demon might separate them filled Jamie with panic, he had been the angel's servant forever and he didn't want to be away from him now.
"Let him go, I want him to touch me."
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Post by Grimm on Apr 30, 2018 16:08:40 GMT
Lucifer found this all very amusing and allowed Lance so called freedom to move. The angel's hands rose from the bed, reaching for Jamie, caressing his skin and taking purchase on his hips guiding his lover up and down. Lance moaned in ecstasy rolling his hips and arching his back trying to reach deeper into his lover.
Maybe it was because Lucifer was possessing the monster inside Lance, or maybe it was part of Lucifer's plan to keep Lance caught in this limbo between the beast and himself. But Lance's red eyes stared at Jamie like a savior until he pulled Jamie down to him, kissing Jamie once again. In the bliss he was caught up in, selfishly he dug deep before releasing his seed into his lover.
Lucifer disembodied voice laughed again in Jamie's ear. "You're the only one that can give him this." The Dark Lord was working hard to manipulate him. The beast that the pair feared was Lance's feral demonic self, Lucifer found it simple to possess a creature like that. And the changes that were occurring to Lance was that thing coming to the surface. The less Lance feared that self, the better Lance would be able to domesticate it. And the only way that it came out anymore was when Lance was with Jamie. Lucifer needed Lance to progress just a little further, making the rest of the angel's heart ripe for the picking.
One of the angel's hands moved low to stroke at the vampire's cock that was caught between their bodies and Lance pulled his lips away to breathe. He still wanted more.
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Post by Riku on May 1, 2018 14:16:30 GMT
Jamie was fighting to keep tears from his eyes now. As soon as Lance was free to move the vampire leaned forward and hid his face in the angel's chest. He groaned and gave a loud moan as the final thrust from Lance came, filling him with the seed. Jamie was trying to keep Lucifer out of his head, and he didn't want to look at Lance's red eyes any more. Those eyes were what would eventually destroy them both. The fact that Lucifer was using their special time to ruin things even more was too much.
As Lance wrapped his hand round the vampire's cock he would easily feel that Jamie had lost his erection. He was trying to get it back to please his lover, but too much was going on. Jamie stopped bouncing, he lay still with his face buried and his eyes closed clinging onto the covers around his hips. He wanted Lucifer to go away, and he wanted Lance to hide him from the world. The boy suddenly felt so vulnerable even though his vamperic nature made him strong.
"No more."
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Post by Grimm on May 3, 2018 4:52:18 GMT
Lance stopped, his arms reached up to wrap around his lover tenderly, holding Jamie to his chest. His heart beat was unusually steady, even though what was left felt like it was breaking into a million more pieces. It was then the first wave of pain hit him. His embrace grew tighter with each one that washed over him. He ground his teeth as they sharpened, and his mismatched red and black horns grew another inch or two until one was now protruding above the secrecy of his messy hair.
Lance could feel Lucifer gripping his heart, his presence was so obvious now he had to wonder why he didn't feel it before. Master was taking another piece of him as he lay clutching Jamie. It was uncomfortable too say the least, having Lucifer's hand inside your chest. He was having trouble breathing, but still he held on to Jamie tightly. Jamie was his weakness and Lucifer was going to exploit it. When the Dark Lord appeared, he held a sliver of Lance's heart, dropped it across his tongue and swallowed it in one go.
"Thank you Jamie, Beautifully ripe piece." Lucifer praised Jamie loudly.
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Post by Riku on May 3, 2018 6:06:18 GMT
Jamie gasped as Lance held to him tighter and tighter, fearing that the demon inside him might appear after all and mess him up. However it was worse than that. Jamie hated it when Lucifer used him against Lance, but this was a different level of his malice. Jamie felt tears spill from his eyes at last and he couldn't bring himself to look at either of them. He felt like he had betrayed his lover, like he had led Lance into a trap, even though he hadn't know it was there. His shoulders shook a little, Lucifer would easily be able to tell he was crying, and he clung to Lance in return. The boy was still away that Lance had transformed at this point but the thought of being bitten or maimed was nothing compared to what had just happened.
Then Jamie had a thought. Lucifer would never own all of Lances heart. Never. He knew that Lance had to lose it to awaken enough power to take down hell, or something along those lines. Lance talked about it a lot, but never completely coherently. However, what if HE consumed a piece? That way Lance would never fully belong to Lucifer, and that was worth everything.
His thoughts about it where still jumbled, and he was still crying against Lance's skin, but the resolve within himself was becoming stronger. For now though, he anted to sleep in the arms of his lover uninterrupted, but he didn't dare talk back to Lucifer. Not yet.
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Zak didn't know what time it was when he woke, or how long it had been. He groaned as he rolled over, finding himself alone in Von Lear's bed. He stretched out slowly and carefully, still quite sensitive, and very sore in some places. His head hurt, and when he reached up he found that his cheek was all scraped although he didn't completely recall why. His ass also hurt very much, and there was a small amount of blood on the sheets from where Von Lear forced himself in, he remembered that.
The angel got out of bed carefully, steadying himself on pieces of furniture or on the wall. Then, when his legs got too tired, he crawled to the bathroom. He filled it with hot water and pulled himself in, splashing ungracefully as he got comfortable.
Zak washed himself, not as thoroughly as Jamie had done earlier. He paid more attention to his scrapped face, and tried to use the warm water to relax his bruised muscles. He cleared up the blood and any other grime from the wing hooks or the dungeon floor and leaned back. The angel took a deep breath, happy in the relaxing water, using a sponge as a makshift pillow he rested his head, just for one second... and fell asleep again.
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Post by Grimm on May 4, 2018 1:47:56 GMT
it was just as well that Jamie wasn't looking at Lance's expression, feelings of betrayal bubbled up to the surface. Betrayal that was centuries old. Yet he was still clutching Jamie tightly, embraced as lovers. His heart was aching still. He wanted to cry but he couldn't.
"Awe, such tragedy. I'm only offering my help." Lucifer shrugged his arms, a smug smile on his face. He'd have to wait before consuming any more pieces, the less there was the more time there had to be between pieces. "I'll leave you two love birds at it." The Dark Lord shamelessly made his exit.
Lance was well aware of what hurt, but he couldn't let go of his lover. He through he could keep him safe, wanted to protect him from Lucifer's toying. Again he wanted to cry, but he should remember how....how was it that one became sad. The angel could feel Jamie's cold tears on his skin. And the guilt pained him. Even though he wasn't tired he remained diligent in his embrace, giving Jamie the peace he thought he was seeking.
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A curious thing when you're Lucifer and powers that could rival God's, what petty games he played. At the moment Lucifer sat across from Zak, sipping champagne across from the sleeping angel.
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