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My Soul to Take

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KOLI

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Alaister sighed, rolling to his side and pulling his pillow over his head in an attempt to block out all the noise from outside, but to no avail. They had just moved into the mansion a few days before, and so a lot of yard work and moving was still going on. Alaister had hoped he’d be used to all the commotion by now, seeing as how he and his mother moved every other month it seemed, but he never got used to it. He didn’t understand why they couldn’t just stay in one place, but his mom always said it was for his own good… Whatever that meant.

Deciding it was time to get up, Alaister threw the pillow off of his head and onto the bed beside him, slowly forcing himself to sit up and stretch a little just before he heard a knock at the door. He arched a brow, curious to know who it could be since his mom never nocked.

“Come in.” As he gave whoever it was permission to enter the room, a young woman walked in with a basket of clean sheets and the like. “Excuse me, but if you’re awake now, I’d like to tidy up your room.” The woman said, her voice. Then Al remembered what else was happening today – the maids and butlers that his mom had hired were moving in. They had their own building, kind of like a dorm, separate from the actual mansion. His mom had told him the day before that they would be moving in and starting their work today.

Al glanced around his room, and after realizing that it was in need of repair, he nodded at her and slid out of bed. His short and shaggy pale blonde hair was a mess, to say the least. Being wealthy, he had had butlers and maids his whole life, and his mother made sure he never really had to do anything for himself. She spoiled him rotten, but he wasn’t complaining, because being spoiled was all he knew. His pajama pants were loose and slid down a bit as he stood, revealing the hem of his black boxers, and his pajama top was misbuttoned, as he had been forced to button it himself the night before due to the lack of a butler to help him do it the night before.

Tiredly, the half-asleep boy exited the room and looked around, noting that the move was coming along quite well. A lot of the stuff was already unpacked and placed decoratively throughout the house. Still, he had to duck and weave through crowds of people who were busy unpacking and decorating the mansion until he found what, or who, he was looking for. A man who, at least from behind, looked like he was one of the new butlers his mother had hired.

So, walking right up to him from behind, Alaister reached up, grabbed the back of the man’s suite gently, and gave two small tugs to try and get his attention.

“Excuse me… You work here, right? Will you prepare me a bath?” As he spoke, his light green eyes curiously peeked up at the back of the man's head, wondering as to what the butler's face looked like.

(I obviously blow at coming up with thread titles. LAWL)
 
It had been years since he made the deal.

Foolish mortal woman.

He was weak, he needed sustenance, demons could only live for so long on mortal soil without proper sustenance, which often – came in the form of sex. It was the best feeling to have the pure feeling of euphoria rush through one's body, demons thrived off of it. They appealed to their worst sides, and often demons were consumed by their own lust for living on the mortal world where they depended on such a 'sinful' way to stay alive. But Vetis was different – the demon of corruption, he was well known for his ways amongst the mortals. Often times he only traveled to the mortal world for 'fun', he never stayed long, but once – his stay was prolonged a bit too long, often cherubs would serve as a decent 'meal' for him, but there was nothing like watching a mortal crumble between his fingertips.

That's when Alaister's mother came into the picture. She was such a foolish woman, she foolishly gave up her only child – before he was even born. A couple months pregnant, with the promise of endless wealth, she wagered her only child, only to get cold feet as soon as the bundle of joy was brought into the world. Such were mortals, they only gave away things they didn't have yet. And as soon as they had them, they no longer wished to relinquish them.

So she ran.

Correction.

He let her run.

He let her run for thirteen years. Vetis kept a very careful eye on his prize, he watched him grow and develop into a decent young male specimen. He had no time to care for an infant anyhow- why not allow the mother to be a mother? That's what she wanted wasn't it? A rich life, and a child. She had both – at least for now. This was the thirteenth year – such a lucky number wasn't it? And Vetis returned to Earth, but not in any form that would be obvious. No, instead he took a mortal form. A butler – he would grow close to the child, there was nothing fun about dragging off a screaming child to Hell – even to the demon, it didn't seem very nice.

But it's not as if demons were known for playing nice.

As a human Vetis was tall, as he was a demon, his hair being the only thing that changed dramatically. As a demon Vetis had dark midnight hair, it was a joke amongst demons that the darker your hair – the darker your soul, and if this jest was true, then surely Vetis would be the darkest among all of them. But as a human, Vetis' hair was a bleached blonde, his hair almost appearing snow white in some aspects of light. His eyes were still a steely grey, that darkened as a mortal, anything lighter he would've surely appeared already dead.

He worked diligently as a butler, and during the first week of moving in with the family he had spotted the boy. He had perhaps spoken once with the male, but even Vetis had to practice using his new name, as a mortal, he was “Vex”, demon, “Vetis” it seemed easy enough. When the boy tugged upon the back of his suit, Vetis turned quickly and gave a very graceful bow to the boy's level, “Yes I work here.” His voice was smooth – while he retained no physical quality of being a demon – he was devilish smooth talker. “I would be glad to run you a bath Young Master.”

Escorting the male to the upstairs bathroom where it was quieter, and less populated, Vetis eyed the large marble chamber, and approached the bathtub. “Feel free to begin disrobing, and I will run your bath water.” He murmured softly his gloved hands working nimbly at the knobs near the faucet. “Do you enjoy your new home?” He questioned.

[lol. Your title is fine.]
 
When Alaister approached the butler, he had seen the almost white hair and assumed that the man would be aged. But when the butler turned and bowed down to his level, he got to see for himself that the butler appeared to be quite young. It was a little unusual to have a butler so young, but Al just shrugged it off. He really didn't care about how old the guy was as long as he did his job. Hie green eyes locked onto the darkish grey eyes of the man, and he nodded softly to the man's response. Of course, he fully expected the butler to oblige. That was, after all, the man's job.

Alaister tagged along as he was escorted up the stairs, away from the hustle and bustle of maids and movers, and into the bathroom. Once the bathroom door was shut, almost all of the noise from downstairs was blocked out, leaving the two of them alone with the silence for a second before the man told him to go on and undress while he began to the water. The bathroom itself was large and impressive, made of white gleaming marble and shinning steel faucets and sinks. The tub was also made of marble, and was built into the ground, like a hot tub or swimming pool would be, and it was roomy enough for at least eight boys that were Alaister's size.

Clumsily, Alaister's thumbs and fingers twiddled with the buttons of his shirt, pushing the buttons through the holes one at a time, before dropping the shirt to he ground at his feet and sluggishly pushing down the pajama pants and boxers until they fell around his ankles as well, leaving him completely exposed. His skin was pale, seeing as how he never left the house, but not unhealthily so. His mother was obsessed with him looking his best, and so she usually told his previous butlers to make sure his skin was lotioned and taken care off with extreme care. Alaister, though, could care less about having soft skin. He just let him mom have her way.

Once naked, he walked on over to the tub and slowly sank into it, completely unbothered by the butler's presence. He really wasn't shy about being naked around other men, since other men had seen him naked all his life. All of them were butlers, of course, but they were still men. Now, if this butler was a woman, he would refuse to strip down in front of her. He didn't even think his mom had ever seen him naked.

As soon as his small frame was settled into the tub, he heard the butler's question and looked up at him, shrugging indifferently as he did so.

"I guess. I mean, Mom likes it, so I guess I do to. It's the same as any other house we've had though, so..." He shrugged again and leaned back against the edge of the tub, his voice trailing off as he did so. "We'll just be moving again in a few months, anyways." He looked down at the rippling water as the tub continued to fill up, then looked back to the butler curiously.

"What's your name?"
 
“Vex.”

It was a simple answer, but the male answered truthfully before eying the young male as he undressed. For such a young male he was awfully bold in his changing habits. “Has your mother not taught you modesty?” The male couldn’t help but smirk, this young male was certainly enticing to look at while he changed and even as he sunk beneath the warm water that the butler was running. “Or have you been numbed to the fact that you have butlers staring at you while you undress in front of them?” Vex sighed before eying the fizzing bath soap on the side of the counter.

Taking the plates of bath soap, Vex presented them to Alaister calmly for his picking. “You’re welcome to use these in your bath.” He hummed softly, before calmly standing in the doorway of the bathroom watching the boy silently as he bathed. Touching his cheek gently, Vex let out a small sigh – it wasn’t that he was disappointed, it was, he was rather shocked. He had met the boy’s mother when she was much younger, and unless the boy had an extremely attractive father, Vex was rather shocked that the boy had turned out so – so…

So pretty.

It was the best word that came to mind for Vex as a gloved hand slid over his lips – his gloves now faintly smelled like lavender and vanilla from the bath salts. “Perhaps you should assign yourself a personal butler, we are all here to serve you, I’m sure any one of us would be glad to serve you.” Vex bowed his head calmly, even as a demon – something that served no one other than himself, Vex made a convincing butler, donating his life – or at least, part of his life, to serving this young boy, it would be an easy way to gain the young male’s trust.

“I would be glad if you would accept me as your personal butler.” Vex bowed his head once more and smiled gently at the male.
 
Dysy said:
“Vex.”

It was a simple answer, but the male answered truthfully before eying the young male as he undressed. For such a young male he was awfully bold in his changing habits. “Has your mother not taught you modesty?” The male couldn’t help but smirk, this young male was certainly enticing to look at while he changed and even as he sunk beneath the warm water that the butler was running. “Or have you been numbed to the fact that you have butlers staring at you while you undress in front of them?” Vex sighed before eying the fizzing bath soap on the side of the counter.

Taking the plates of bath soap, Vex presented them to Alaister calmly for his picking. “You’re welcome to use these in your bath.” He hummed softly, before calmly standing in the doorway of the bathroom watching the boy silently as he bathed. Touching his cheek gently, Vex let out a small sigh – it wasn’t that he was disappointed, it was, he was rather shocked. He had met the boy’s mother when she was much younger, and unless the boy had an extremely attractive father, Vex was rather shocked that the boy had turned out so – so…

So pretty.

It was the best word that came to mind for Vex as a gloved hand slid over his lips – his gloves now faintly smelled like lavender and vanilla from the bath salts. “Perhaps you should assign yourself a personal butler, we are all here to serve you, I’m sure any one of us would be glad to serve you.” Vex bowed his head calmly, even as a demon – something that served no one other than himself, Vex made a convincing butler, donating his life – or at least, part of his life, to serving this young boy, it would be an easy way to gain the young male’s trust.

“I would be glad if you would accept me as your personal butler.” Vex bowed his head once more and smiled gently at the male.

"Modest?" He repeated the word, his own voice sounding a little confused though as the word slipped out. He never really had privacy in the bathroom. It wasn't like the butlers ever did anything inappropriate with him, they just did what they were supposed to do. "I've always had butlers tend to me while I'm in the bath... Is that bad?" His eyes watched the butler as he asked his question, taking some bath soap as he did so. He had never spoken to any of his butlers before... he just told them what to do any they did it without speaking. He didn't mind the talking though.

In thought now, he washed himself, wondering why his new butler would even care to ask about his modesty. He figured it wasn't a big deal, though, and just shrugged the thought aside to focus on washing himself off, scrubbing the soupy suds across his delicate skin before rinsing it off with the hot water.

That's when the butler spoke up again, causing him to tun and look back to the door. "A personal butler... I've never had a personal butler, but I like that idea." He admitted, a smile softly forming on his lips. "Alright Vex, you're my personal butler now. You can't do anything anyone tells you but me; not even Mom. Okay? Now," He scooted forward a bit and looked forward once more.

"Will you wash my back?"
 
The butler moved aside gently working his dexterous fingertips out of his pristine white gloves. Humming softly Vetis smiled down at the boy. “I’d be pleased to serve you.” It would take a little bit of work, but he had to gain the boy’s trust. It was always easier to bring someone down to hell when they were compliant, nothing worse than a screaming, shrieking little boy. “I will let it be known to the other butlers and maids. Feel free to call upon me as you see it necessary.”

Dipping his hands into the water to warm them, the butler looked kindly at Alaister, his entire demeanor completely the opposite of his true nature. “Modest means conservative in a sense.” He spoke calmly as he lathered up the soap in a small towel, “Shy to show off your nudity in this case.” The man muttered brushing pale locks for his eyes. Grey eyes traveled down the body of the younger male, but Vetis did not ogle, instead he examined his new prey.

Delicate flesh – untainted from sin.

Gently Vetis touched the cloth to the male’s back and worked in gentle circles scrubbing the lather into the male’s skin. “Do you have any friends Alaister?” Vetis asked calmly. He needed to know the important things about the boy. He needed to know what he was taking away – who was going to miss him if he suddenly disappeared. “Are you close to your mother?” He staggered the questions – this was to simply prove he wasn’t probing.

[I had to re-read this several times. I keep wanting to call him Vex not Vetis…]
 
((Yeah, it would be pretty confusing to have a character with two names. x3 And I read your signature - I hope you're doing alright! D: The hospital is no fun!))

Alaister still did not completely understand the meaning of modesty. He understood when Vex meant, but the idea of it confused him. "I don't think I have a reason to be shy about that around other men, I mean, we have the same body parts. Right?" He spoke confidently, his eyes breaking away from the surface of the rippling water to meet the silver eyes of Vex. "Is it a bad thing that I'm not modest? Because I don't think so. I think it would get annoying to get all embarrassed because one of my house servants saw me naked." He stated in a matter-of-fact kind of way, his small, slender shoulders rising into a shrug as he spoke.

"If it bothers you I can try and pretend to be modest from now on, but that might make your job a little more difficult."

He leaned forward a bit, so more of his back was easier accessed, and let his gaze fall back to the slowly filling tub as he merely listened to Vex's next question. "I don't want any friends. They're annoying." He spoke as if it was obvious. "Besides, there is no point in making a friend if I'm just going to move away from them and never see hem again in three months. I prefer to stay inside and play by myself... Not that any of this is your business though." Alaistar added the last bit of his sentence in quickly, his hand moving from his lap to dully splash some water at the edge of the tub.

"..." He was silent when he was asked if he was close to his mother, shrugging once more as if to act like he didn't care. "It's hard to be close to someone when they aren't around. But I prefer being alone, so I don't care. She can go and hang out with whoever she wants, and do as she pleases, and spent all of her precious money as she sees fit." The more he spoke, the more bitter his tone became. Sometimes, he wanted to just burn heir house down, with all of their money and 'prized possessions' inside.
 
The butler nodded slowly, “Yes you are in a sense, but senseless nudity is exactly what it is – senseless.” Vetis murmured quietly, “But you need not worry, you only have one butler now – and it is my job to learn your body from head to toe so I may do my job properly.” Vetis pulled his hands from the water and looked down at Alaister. Wiping his hands off on a towel, Vetis stood up calmly, “For a child who lives alone, I’m shocked you don’t have many friends to keep you busy.” Bowing his head slowly as Vetis pulled his gloves back on, the male looked down calmly, “It is my business.” He hummed quietly, “As your personal butler, anything you do is my business so I can be tailored to your needs.”

“Now, if you don’t come out now you’re going to prune.” Vetix warned the boy calmly. Grabbing a fluffy white towel, Vetis folded it around his hands calmly and urged the boy to come out. The butler found the boy’s answers peculiar, but also found them amusing. He wasn’t close to his mother, or his friends – which was good in trying to pull the boy away from the life he was currently living.

“Vex?”

A clearly female voice spoke calmly outside of the door, and Vetis only gave a small grunt in response. “Are you busy? The Lady wishes to be driven somewhere, and we can’t find the driver, do you know where he is? May I come in-?”

“No.” Vetis’ answer was firmly, “It has been raised to my attention that the Lady’s son requires and requests a personal butler.” The male stated, “Your assistance with him will not be needed, please make this known amongst the butlers and maids. And the driver?” Vetis paused calmly his fingertips clenching the towel tighter now, “He’s probably in Anne’s room, I suggest you get there quickly before both of them get fired.” Anne had a promiscuous attitude; it seemed perfectly obvious that any butler or worker that was under a bit too much stress should visit her.

“You see?” Vetis murmured looking back down at Alaister, “I’m your personal butler, is there anything you’d like me to address you by?”

[Thanks. I’m doing okay – just routine check-ups to make sure my health doesn’t decline – even though it is. But hell, that just means I get to eat more cheeseburgers. XD]
 
((Cheeseburgers for the win~ lol))

Alaister shrank back a little as his new butler boldly stated the facts, voicing out loud that what he had been doing up until this point in his life had been senseless, and even going as far as to say that Alaister's business was his business. Nobody had ever really 'argued' with him before, and spoke back to him like that. They usually all agreed with him, even if he was horribly wrong... even his mom did that. So he wasn't sure how to act when Vex told him all of this.

Without a word, he began to rise from the water as Vex urged him to do so, but then he heard the woman's voice and sank quickly back into the water and glared towards the door. He felt certain that the woman outside was going to come walking right in, which put the boy on edge, but he visibly relaxed when Vex sternly told her she was not to come in. After a moment or so, he climbed on out of the water and stepped closer to the butler and the fluffy white towel, dripping water all over the tiled floor as he did so.

He couldn't describe it, but he already very much liked this butler, for one reason or another. His personality was different than any other butler he'd ever had, and he had this air to him that was both demanding and patient.

"Well.." He murmured, a small, hesitant smile slowly forming at the edges of his lips. "You can call me Al, if you'd like. My dad used to call me that before he left us."
 
Vetis leaned down slightly, his lanky frame showing quite well even through his clothing as he wrapped the towel around the boy’s body. “Al huh?” He murmured softly his fingertips curling around the edges of the towel, dragging the soft cloth slowly over the boy’s exposed slick skin. “That would be a decent name if it wasn’t a name that an absentee father used.” He muttered, “But I will grudgingly oblige.”

The butler worked slowly and diligently on drying the boy starting at the boy’s shoulders before wrapping around Alaister’s waist. “What are today’s plans Al?” The towel was draped around Al’s waist and slowly went down past the boy’s hips. Slowly Vetis’ hands slithered between the boy’s legs taking careful care to dry the male’s thighs before working down his calves.

“I haven’t heard much about your father. What do you know about him?” Al worked quietly before wrapping the towel firmly around Alaister’s waist, tightening the towel gently. “Come with me.” He urged while talking opening the bathroom door. “Allow me to dress you.” He murmured as he led Alaister into the bedroom. Pausing slowly Vetis turned back into the bathroom and drained the tub, cleaning up the towels and the excess water that had been splashed out.

Rummaging through the young male’s closet, Vetis pulled out a pale blue shirt, and a pair of khakis, even if Alaister was a young boy, he still always needed to look his best, and Vetis loved to see his prey dressed to their best. “Would you like me to dress you?” He hummed quietly as he pressed the clothing to the bed calmly.


[I’m sorry this took so long. I should be up to speed now.]
 
((No worries! I just hope you're feeling better!))

Alaister frowned softly Vex pointed out that he didn't like using the nickname of his 'absentee' father, but he would nonetheless call him by it. Al didn't really see his father as being absentee, or at least he didn't see that was a bad thing. Brushing the thought aside, the boy stood still and shifted his body every now and then to make it easier for his butler to dry him off.

Looking up at his butler, the boy have a light shrug of his shoulders when asked what he had planned for the day. "I haven't planned anything, really. Mom said that the garden would be done today though, so I was kind of wanting to go and see it." He admitted, relaxing as the warm, plush towel embraced his flesh and gently dried him off.

Once the towel was tightened about his waist, Al followed Vex from the bathroom and into his now clean bedroom, plopping down on top of his bed as the man went to clean up the bathroom.

"I used to know my dad pretty good.. I don't get to see him anymore, because he lives so far away and mom doesn't like him anymore. But I talk to him on the phone sometimes. He says that he has a new wife and another son, who he says is my little brother, and he wants me to meet both his son and wife some day. But I don't care about them. I care about my dad though." As Al spoke, he slid off of the bed and watched Vex rummage through his dresser for some clothes.

When Vex offered to dress him the boy smiled and nodded. He was capable of dressing himself, to an extent, but he liked having Vex do stuff for him now. After all, it was Vex's job now.
 
Vetis smirked calmly to himself. “A father that isn’t around, but still tries to keep track of his son?” The man hummed quietly to himself, playing dumb was an amusing game. Vetis knew all of this, it was his job, when you watched prey, you knew every aspect of their life, their family, their hobbies – but he was a butler, it was his job to ask the boy’s interests, to take a very personal interest in his job – even if he knew all the answers. “Does your mother know you keep in touch with him?” He kept the conversation going smoothly, there were some things he simply asked for fun – he knew that Al’s mother and father conceived him in a night of passion; there was no love – only lust, which was probably why their supposed love fizzled out so quickly. “I don’t understand why you would still care for a man who’s replaced you with a new family of his own.” Vetis’ words were cruel – but honest.

The butler worked quietly, lifting the boy’s arms calmly as he slid them into the shirt, it seemed rather formal, but Vetis had a small ‘urge’ to see the boy in some nicer clothing. It was an odd quirk about Vetis, if you dressed someone up to their fullest, it was like transforming them, turning them into something that they could be at their fullest potential – and Vetis loved to see that. Holding the slacks with an almost delicate hand, Vetis tugged gently at the boy’s legs easing them into the pant legs with careful precision and once the boy was dressed to his liking, Vetis stood up and eyed Alaister.

“Not bad.”

Vetis’ fingertip rested on his upper lip in thought as he reached out smoothing the hairs on Alaister’s head, “Much better.” He said once they were fully smoothed down, and carefully placed. Alaister reminded Vetis of a doll, so carefully dressed and all of his hair neatly in place, surely if Vetis could (and he could, but self-control stopped him)he would’ve taken the boy right then and there, but he had to be patient – when he was patient, all of it turned out ten times better than he could’ve ever imagined.

The waiting always made the taking so much more pleasurable.

“Shall we go see the garden? I have to say though, I am new here, would you care to show me the way, and allow me to escort you?” Vetis spoke calmly before eying the door. Slowly he approached it and opened it for Alaister to lead the way to the garden. “I haven’t seen the backyard either, I’m sure it’d be quite enjoyable.”
 
Vex's words stirred up a light blush as he became slightly embarrassed due to the man so bluntly pointing out that he didn't understand how Al could still care for his father even though his father had abandoned him. "He hasn't replaced me..." Al muttered, unable to think of anything else to say that wouldn't result in him yelling at the butler for saying something so heartless. Doing his best to shrug it off and end the conversation, Alaister shifted his body as best he could to make the butler's job of dressing him easier. He didn't really understand why he had to wear such fancy clothing when he wasn't going anywhere important, but he shrugged that off as well and just let his butler have his fun. Once dressed, he was about to head to the door when the butler stopped him and began to pat down his messy hair.

Letting out a childish, frustrated sigh, the blond boy waited until Vex was finally done before quickly stepping out of the room before the butler could think of something else to do to him. He sure did feel like a doll ; even his mom never took such measures to make Al look good. She usually let him wear what he wanted.

"You know that these fancy clothes are just going to get dirty anyways, right? Any my hair is going to get messy? We're going outside, after all, and the yard is still a mess." He pointed out while concealing a tiny grin as he lead the way out the back door and into the massive back yard. A light breeze hit them, carrying the scent of fresh grass and mud, as the yard was still under construction. It was getting to the point where it was almost done... maybe a few hours longer. But there were small mounds of dirt here and there and piles of weeds randomly placed about as well as clippings from the trees and bushes that needed to be picked up.

Despite the weed piles and hedge clippings, the yard was beautiful. There was a marble fountain centered in the yard, surrounded by rose bushes and other flowers. The roses were white and red, but there was a single yellow rose in the mix. Curious, Al headed to the fountain and to the rose, staring at it a moment before reaching down and grabbing it. Having never picked a rose before, though, he was unaware of the thorns, and the sharp buds sank into his tender flesh causing him to draw his hand back and instantly press his blooded finger into his mouth. Her green eyes narrowed at the flower, then he looked up at Vex whom he had been expecting to follow him.

"I want that flower." He stated simply, finger still in mouth, his spoiled attitude finally beginning to show now that he was irritated.
 
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