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A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

''Considering the kind of person you are, I don't doubt that you'll find the whole experience euphoric. In fact, I can't help but wonder if you're even afraid of death at all. Then again, as you said, I've give you reason to know that there's something else beyond death, even though it's not very pleasant. Even if you enjoy twisted things, I can assure you that our attendants down there will find something that you will absolutely hate. It's their job afterall, and just like me, they're very good at what they do.''

''I'm afraid that my point of view differs on the whole killing a stranger thing. You see, for me, this is work. What the family thinks is irrelevant...'' He paused for a moment, smirking mischeviously. ''... In fact, it's usually suggested that most of the time, we try to make it look like an accident. Of course this is nothing but a suggestion, one that I don't care a single bit for. It's impossible to track down one of us afterall, as far as mortals are concerned, we don't exist.''

''You won't remember a thing, sad as it is. Simply telling you about your past would mark both of us for a swift purging, it's quite a serious rule. Besides, does it really matter in the end? You will keep your personality, who you really are. The only thing gone will be your memories... It's not that bad, trust me.'' He added that last part without thinking about it, but it ringed true to his ears. 'Trust me' he had said, as if he himself had been a mortal before... He had said it on a simple impulse, nothing more, it came naturally... What if...

A sharp pain raced through his head as he tried to remember and he paused for a second, holding his forehead, a pained expression on his face. ''G-Give me a moment...'' He said, trying to clear his mind. It took nearly a full minute for the demon to shake his head and feel fine again. ''My apologies, not a very good thing to think about the past, quite painful I assure you. The more I think about it, the more it hurts. I think if I really tried to put some serious thought into it, my head would explode... At least that's what it feels like.'' The demon laughed dryly... It was half a joke, but deep down, a part of him really believe that could happen.

''You were staring at your watch weren't you?'' The demon said, before the pain coursed through his head, he had noticed it for a split second. ''Going to keep that appointment or...?''
 
"I assure you, when I was younger, I was fascinated and terrified of death. I wondered where people like myself went, and wondered if that was how I would die: that I would be murdered like I thought of doing to other people. And then I guess, once I started to take lives, that there was a place for people like me and that I would deserve it." Seth shrugged. At first, when he had killed a friend's cat, he had been sad that the kitten had died so easily and since his friend was genuinely upset, he'd had to make it seem like he'd been upset because it had died and not because of how fragile it had been. After that, he had just killed wild animals and well, as it usually did with killers, it had escalated. He figured, in part at least, that he was predictable. But in a lot of ways, he wasn't. He only had two MOs - that he killed and that he killed between sunset and sunrise. Most cops wouldn't connect that together. Though it did remind him of one encounter with a young man who had been a con-artist. He'd held the man against his body as the sun rose before stabbing him in the back. The warmth of the blood mixed with the rising sun had been wonderful. The man had struggled with the inevitability of his death until the sun broke free of the horizon. It was almost romantic.

"I think, for me, that you can figure out everything about a person when they are about to die. Some are cowards, some are brave, and some simply don't understand. I'm already fond of the person I'm about to kill, but if I started killing people close to me, there would be a much higher suspicion. Obviously not the same in your case. And yes, I do hate to forget things, but if it cannot be helped? Well, I'll just have to come to terms with it." Seth blinked in confusion as Varlak had to stop and hold his head. Was it really that against the rules to try to remember what you had done? It wouldn't make a difference to remember as long as you did the job assigned to you, correct? Watching the demon struggle with a mental anguish he didn't ask for, Seth couldn't help but wonder if that was the price that you paid. You lost all those precious and beautiful memories just to live forever and keep on killing, albeit in a controlled manner. He had the feeling that Varlak asked a natural born demon if he had all his memories, the demon would know he wasn't a natural born. Very interesting...very interesting indeed.

"Yes, I was checking my watch, but I'm still unsure if I want to keep the appointment...unless you want to join me in my endeavor to add to my kill count?" He posed the question with a slightly raised brow as if he wasn't sure that was allowed. He didn't know the rules and well, he didn't particularly know how to go about killing the woman either if he was going to scratch that itch before he died. Decisions, decisions.
 
''Join you?'' The demon paused, pondering the idea. Of course, randomly killing humans was forbidden. Killing was his line of work, not something he did for fun. Even if he did enjoy it. ''Well, I'm not really allowed to kill mortals that have not already been marked for collecting. But rules can be circumvented, toyed around with even. So I suppose I could, as long as I don't personally kill the mortal, I should be in the clear.'' He smirked and clicked his clawed fingers together. ''A little bloodshed is nothing against the rules, I just need to make sure that your target doesn't die of my actions. Simply put, you will make the killing blow, and ensure that I'm in the clear.'' The demon raised an eyebrow. ''Can I trust you on that?''

Still, it would be the first time he'd end up injuring a human without having received an order to do specficially just that. The idea worried him a bit, but he was pretty sure that his idea would get him in the clear. There was just something about that man, something that convinced him to go for it, that it would be fun. It just clicked with him. ''One thing though. I want blood, lots of it.'' The demon chuckled. ''It's simply more fun when the blood runs, isn't it? No clean kills for you, at least not this time. If you planned on strangling or something equally boring, then I'm afraid you'll have to change your plans. Just for me.''

The demon grinned and walked up to Seth, then without any sign of warning, he placed a quick kiss on his cheek. It was a teasing gesture, nothing more... Though there was a little voice at the back of his head that told him he actually liked the guy. Which made the fact that in the end he was going to kill him, just that much more beautiful. The more he'd like him, the better the kill would be. He found himself thinking that it was too bad that such a short time limit was imposed by his work, otherwise he'd have had more time to get to know the man.

''Besides, if you plan on going, I'm going too. I'm not leaving you out of my sights anymore. I'll be around until you die, so hope you're getting used to my presence.''
 
"Don't worry, Varlak, I'll be sure to kill the woman and keep the blame off your shoulders...and I was considering strangling her but since you said you demand blood, I can grant your request since you will be granting mine." Seth couldn't help but grin while pushing his glasses up on his nose. Tonight was gonna be so much fun. He wasn't sure what kind of weapon he wanted to use or if he wanted to get his toys from his duffel. He would have to go back to his motel room and look over his collection. The kiss to his cheek drew him from his thoughts and actually made him blush in the slightest though it was mostly through shock than actual embarrassment. His cheek burned where the demon's lips had touched but it was a pleasant burn and something he wanted to feel more of. He lightly rubbed the spot in affection, giving the demon a teasing wink.

"Of course. I wouldn't expect you not to leave my side until I died. And yes, I am enjoying your presence the more I spend time with you." Grinning, Seth looked up at the sky and tucked his hands into his pockets. Today was going to be a beautiful day of blood, sex, and death. He was practically giddy with anticipation. He had never had someone join him in a murder. Would it turn him on? Would it just make it that much more delicious? He wasn't sure, but he was dying to find out. Looking at the demon, Seth smiled.

"Well, if we are going to be murdering this woman with lots of blood involved, we have to go get some things from my hotel room. I think you'll like the selection."
 
''Strangling... Never quite saw the appeal in that I must say. Though I suppose there is the thrill of watching your victim's eyes as the life simply fades from them. But then you're left with nothing but a corpse, nothing that you can have any real amount of fun with. Wouldn't it better to capture your target? Restrain them and then torture them before going for the kill? I suppose you could end the whole thing on strangling if you really wanted to. But if one does what you do for fun, then it should be even more fun to take your time doing it, no? The longer you can keep the victim alive, the more you can make the thrill last. Though I suppose there would be a lot of screaming and sobbing.''

''I'm glad that you enjoy my presence. You're definitely one of the more interesting mortals I've met. Killing you will be an honor... And a great pleasure, I assure you. But as I said just now, it's something that I'll make last, I will definitely be inflicting some pain upon you before all is said and done...'' He opened his palm, bringing his hand forward and stretchings his clawed fingers wide. ''Afterall, those claws are able of causing quite a bit more than light scratches.''

The demon raised an eyebrow at the mention of the man's 'selection'. He expected him to have weapons of some sort, but for him to refer to it in such a way was... Unexpected. He was interested, very interested. If the man's selection was as he said, then they definitely could go for something creative and fun. He nodded in response, a grin on his face. ''Perhaps I will. Just lead the way, I will stick to you like a fly on honey... Or a demon on blood.''
 
"Yes, strangling has it's merits when you need a relatively quick death. Sometimes I just need to watch the life fade, but I do have my moments where I want it to last as long as possible. It's so much better that way yet it also depends on the victim and the way the situation turns out. It can't always be exactly what you want, but you can make it better or close enough." Seth said almost analytically. He usually got into a situation where he could go about his leisure and kill as he pleased, but sometimes the itch was so bad he needed a quick release like a horny little school boy. They may have been quick kills, but they were usually just what he needed when he had gone without for too long. Nowadays, the itch needed to be scratched less frequently, but tonight was going to be special since he wouldn't be able to scratch that itch for a long time. And possibly never again. Yet he didn't feel sad or even really upset about it. The end of his life was going to be memorable - at least to him and whoever found the body.

"I bet those claws can do quite a bit of damage. I can't wait to see them in action- and feel them eventually. It does make me wonder if blood is an aphrodisiac to you like it is to me. I wouldn't mind giving you a little more...For science of course." Seth couldn't help but grin a little. He wanted to know if it drove Varlak a little mad like it did to him. Or was he really the only crazy one here? As he passed by a few people, he was casual and didn't really smile but wasn't standoffish either. Some of the strangers in town gave him a curious glance but he said nothing out in the open until they had made it back to the hotel room. They had about two hours to kill before meeting up with the lucky lady of the night. Getting the key out of his pocket, Seth opened the door to the relatively crappy room and then waited for the demon to step in before locking the door. There was a suitcase and two relatively large duffel bags. One held his erotic toys while the other held some of the weapons he liked to play with. All custom and untraceable. Just like he liked it.

"Well, have a look inside." He was practically beaming with proud and had a little glint of what could have been mistaken for lust.
 
''For science huh?'' The demon chuckled, a snide smirk forming on his face. Still, he followed the man inside of the hotel room, shaking his head at the sad state of the place. ''Guess you must move around a lot, not much time for finding a place that isn't horrible is there?'' He walked over to the bed, sitting down on it and stretching his arms, then he laid down, his wings spreading on both sides of his body on the flat surface.

He sat up when the bags were brought to him, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. He took the bags, rummaging through them and was impressed at the man's extensive collection. The first bag contained torture implements... Rope, knives of all shapes and sizes, even a large butcher cleaver, which made Varlak pause in wonder. As he kept rummaging through, he saw more, a lot more... Sewing needles, small needles, a mini blowtorch, plastic tubing, a ball pen hammer and some nails... And still, that was only about half of what was in there.

''Seems like you have a lot of fun in your spare time Seth.'' The demon said before closing the bag and turning his attention to the other one. This one was of a different nature: Dildos and vibrators of varying shapes and sizes, masturbation sleeves of various sorts, ballgags, blindfolds, cock rings, lube... And of course, some more rope. ''Can never have enough rope can we? Still, impressive collection. I have to wonder what the source of most of these items are though. Did you buy them, or steal them? Or perhaps even take them from your victims?'' He pulled out an especially large dildo that looked like it could be used as a blunt weapon more than anything else. ''If so, I'd hate to think what kind of victim used that one.'' He said, waving it at Seth in a threatening fashion, an amused expression on his face.
 
"That was a very interesting man. He was very into anal, obviously." Seth couldn't help but snicker a little. He did find some pride in his collection of things, almost like showing off his prized possessions, which for him they were. He just had to grin at all the rope though. The rope in the first bag was just standard rope while the rope in the second bag amongst all the ballgags and dildos was softer and left more defined marks when tied correctly. He hadn't just used them on his victims though. He had had a string of fucked up lovers to go along with them. Thinking that over, he also pondered that man he had mentioned.

"And from what I remember he liked dogs. Big dogs." Seth almost doubled over in laughter at the thought. Sitting on the comfortable but lumpy bed, he looked up at Varlak and shrugged. How to answer some of those questions? He had to contemplate for a moment, adjusting his glasses as he did so. It took him a minute to remember all the details.

"Most of those I have bought, some were given, and some were stolen. I think I started collecting probably around...fourteen after being shown a BDSM porn where a woman was gangbanged by about five men. Tied up, gagged, blindfolded, and spread for their pleasure. It was very interesting." He smirked at Varlak before leaning back against the pillows. He wondered what Varlak wanted to do since they still had time. Seth wondered if he should probably change now or just before going out. He was always punctual so he would change within a half hour of needing to leave to get to the little restaurant.

"And with the other bag, it's easy to pretend to be a jack-of-all-trades if you have the right look and smile, so those other items were very easy to collect. No one thinks twice about someone getting zipties, hammers, nails, and a disposable phone." He grinned, cradling his head with his arms. Some people just preferred not to think about the evils of the world. Some were very good at ignorance.
 
''Dogs? How repulsive. I'm sure that man earned his spot in our own little home simply by doing that. If it means what I think it implies. Still, he's dead now, isn't he? No use thinking about that. I'm sure his dog is all the happier for it too.''

He put the large dildo back in the bag and tossed the bag back on the floor, looking at Seth laying down comfortably next to him. ''I thought we were just here to grab a few things, but you're definitely looking quite relaxed there. I'm assuming there's still a bit of time before your appointment?''

Varlak shuffled himself over, and without waiting for any sort of approval, he hopped in the man's lap, sitting on it. He spread his clawed hands on the man's chest, a wide grin on his face. ''Wouldn't want that time to be too boring now would we?'' He grinned widely, wide enough to reveal his sharp teeth. ''No more teasing or games, as I said, when I want something, I take it... And just because you're not fated to go quite yet doesn't mean we can't have some fun.''

Immediately after saying those words, before Seth had any time to respond, he leaned down on him, kissing his shoulder... But the kiss quickly changed as the demon opened his mouth wide and bit down on the man's shoulder, hard enough to pierce the skin and draw blood, several puncture marks appearing on his shoulder. The demon sucked on the wound, letting the warm blood run on his tongue and down his mouth, smothering it on his lips and enjoying it's warmth and taste. As he did so, his clawed hands ran down the man's chest, ripping through his shirt and scratching the skin below. It didn't matter to him how the man would react, he was going to take him, he liked him, and that's all there was to it.

This job was definitely turning out to be one of his favorites in a long time.
 
"Yes, we have a few hours and true. No use thinking about a man like that even if he was interesting. He served his purpose and then was no longer useful." Seth blinked as Varlak was soon perched in his lap yet he didn't move, just looked up at him curiously. Feeling those hands on his chest, Seth suppressed a shudder. It wasn't of revulsion, quite the opposite. The heat seeping into his skin made him tense up so he wouldn't make a sound. He didn't want Varlak to think he so easily gave in to temptation, even if it was half of the game. Seeing those sharp teeth, Seth felt arousal rush through his veins. They were so sharp...and strong and knew that they could cause a lot of damage to his body but he wanted it. It'd been awhile since he wanted something so badly and as Varlak spoke, he realized he would be getting just that.

"Ah, fuuuck!" Seth moaned out, the kiss had been nice but the bite had his adrenaline pumping. He could feel his blood trickling out of the wound and it just made it that much more erotic. The pain was just the right amount to teeter on the edge of pleasure, especially when the demon clawed his chest and ripped his shirt open. It was the most arousing thing that anyone had ever done to him and he'd been with a few psychotic partners. The suction on the wound from Varlak's mouth and the heat seeping into his skin made him think of what a blowjob felt like. He couldn't help but let one hand slide down the demon's back to his ass while his other hand gripped his hair. His nails dug into him hard enough to be felt even through the material of his clothing.

He knew Varlak couldn't see his face so he said with a growl, "Then take me."
 
''What, no reluctance? No acting like you don't want it? Very honest... For a human. I like that.'' He sat up in the man's lap, a wide grin on his face. He brought both of his claws to the man's chest and ripped off what was left of his shirt, tossing the shreds aside.

Immediately, his claws set upon the soft skin, caressing it and feeling it. Though he made no attempt to prevent himself from hurting the man, his claws digging into the skin as he did so. The scratches were deep enough that the man's chest started to bleed in several spots, trickles of blood coming out. He leaned down on him and slid his tongue across his chest, lapping at the wounds, collecting the small trickles of blood.

His hand slid down to the man's pants, grabbing his crotch through the fabric and groping at it, feeling him up and seeing how excited he was. He expected someone like Seth to get hard from this, the man seemed like someone who shared his passion for blood. ''Guess I'll have to be careful here... Wouldn't want to cut that, that would be rather unpleasant, for both of us.'' The demon laughed sarcastically. He wouldn't really have to be careful, he was in perfect control of his hands and knew just how to handle things without injuring them... Still, it was fun to tease the man and let him think that it could happen if he wasn't.

He lapped up some more of the blood and let it swim in his mouth, not swallowing it quite yet. Instead, he moved his head up to the man's face and kissed him right on the lips. He waited for him to open his mouth, then he opened his as well, letting the blood flow into their open kiss. Something which made his own body start to feel warm with arousal. The red liquid was like an aphrodisiac to him, the sight, the taste, the smell, everything about it excited him.
 
"Why deny it when it feels really good?" Seth asked with a groan, biting his lip as his shirt was ripped and then tossed aside like cheap tissue paper. He could feel the bloody scrapes being licked and it made his back arch at the sting. They'd barely even started and he already felt he was hard as steel and panting for air. Then he felt that demon heat sink through the material of his jeans as a hand grabbed his groin through the fabric and groped it, his hips instantly rising to press into the hand. He sucked in a breath from the friction against his shaft and the way Varlak spoke. There was a danger to all of this and that was something that Seth had always craved during sex: some sort of danger whether it was getting caught or the threat of being seriously injured. The rush that slipped into his veins had him pressing his nails in more as a blush colored his pale cheeks. He'd been turned on quicker than any lover in the past five minutes than he had in his entire life. What was it that destroyed any control he had and just devoured him until he was all need and hormones and want? It had to be the danger and blood, and promise for absolute release in every touch, word, and wound.

The kiss however unexpected was something that Seth just naturally went with, gripping Varlak's hair with a vice grip as he opened his mouth and tasted his own blood. He hadn't been expecting it but as soon as it hit his tongue he was already hooked and moaning. He could feel some of it flow down his chin and splatter on his chest. It just further awoke the animal that had been begging to come out of him. His nails dug in harder even knowing they couldn't even come close to breaking skin and material but it didn't matter. He pulled Varlak into his body, gasping for air and moaning for more of what the demon could give him. He nipped his lips, pulled on his hair and pressed himself into his hand. He wanted more and had to have it. Needed it more than his next breath.
 
Varlak broke the kiss, a playful smirk passing over his expression. He loved how excited the man was getting, he was simply like jelly in his hands right now and he could have done anything to him. His hands wandered away from the man's crotch, but quickly shuffled back in that direction... With the small difference that this time, his hand went inside of the pants, slipping in and grabbing at the hardening member directly, cupping it in his hand. He gave it a few teasing strokes, watching the man's reaction to his unnaturally warm hand against his member. ''Bet you'd like to know what mine feels like... Maybe you'll find out soon, if you're good enough.''

He leaned in again for a kiss, but this time instead bit the man's lip, his sharp teeth instantly piercing the skin and puncturing it. If he was going to be kissing him so much, he might as well make it even more interesting. He sucked on the man's lower lip, closing his eyes and enjoying the taste... But then, a thought came to his mind. He was enjoying the man's blood, but didn't give any in return, something that made him feel very selfish. He didn't doubt that Seth wanted to sample his own blood afterall.

He let go of the kiss once again and sat up on the man's chest, letting go of his member for now. He instead brought his hand to his own neck, and with a small motion, he made a cut in it with his sharp finger. He made sure that the wound was deep enough that it would bleed plenty and take some time to heal up, then he leaned down on the man, shifting himself up and offering his neck to him. He knew that he would understand, there was no need for him to say anything. Still, he would have to warn him. ''Be careful, don't burn your tongue, it's hot.''
 
When Varlak broke the kiss, Seth swore mentally. He was losing it way too fast - like a teenaged boy with his first lover. Taking a breath, he tried to contain the beast within but the way Varlak looked at him was driving him even more crazy. He looked like he was going to devour him and that's what he wanted: to be devoured. He was covered in his own blood, marked up like a scratching post, and he wanted more. And when that hand moved to grasp his groin again, he felt his hips buck as the heat was directly against his skin, making him moan and bite his lip. He shivered and took a shuddering breath, listening to what the demon said. It was like he'd swallowed his own tongue; for a moment he couldn't speak, but soon a grin curved his lips at the words that Varlak used. If he was good enough? He wondered if that was meant to be ironic. He almost laughed but his mind focused on Varlak getting close to his face again.

And those teeth were biting his lip, cutting them and making them bleed. The suction was like what he had felt on his neck: it was almost as good as getting a blowjob, especially knowing that his blood was being swallowed. However, when Varlak pulled away, Seth moved his hands to the demon's hips, gripping them as he stared up at him with hunger while his tongue licked at the stinging wound. He shivered at the loss of heat against his shaft but once he saw what Varlak was up to, Seth couldn't help but grin like a kid getting a new toy. The cut soon leaked blood and Seth wanted a taste more than anything. He felt greedy for it even when he was warned that it could burn him. He gave a sound that could have been mistaken for a whimper but was him trying to regain some control of himself. As much as he wanted to delve in and take, he kissed the wound, feeling the hot blood against his lips. He licked it away and groaned at the taste and heat. Had anything ever tasted so good? It was hot, coppery sweet, but had this smokey undertone that just called him back for more. And so he licked and sucked on the wound, careful not to burn himself. He gripped the back of Varlak's neck as he took his time with his treat, teeth sinking into the red skin. He was giving in, he knew, but he'd never wanted for lack of control before this. Yet, he wanted a better position so he shoved Varlak onto his back, crawled on top of him, and went back to his neck with a hungry growl.

He could feel some of his blood dripping down from his body and onto the demon's and he wanted there to be blood all over them. He knew that Varlak would oblige without him having to say so. They knew each other, even if they didn't. They had similar thoughts and the way this was going, they were going to be spent, bleeding, and bruised. Seth couldn't have felt more alive.
 
As Varlak was shoved to his back he couldn't help but gasp slightly in surprise, though he was quick to regain his composure, giving Seth a sly wink. ''Oh yes... That's definitely being good.'' The man's lips on his neck sent shivers racing through him. It had been a long time since he had done like this, and even longer since he had found someone who shared his passion for blood. He was ecstatic, to say the least. He watched as the blood from Seth's wounds trickled onto his own chest and jacket, a smirk on his face. ''Not going to let that go to waste I hope?'' His hands shifted, going to the other man's rump and squeezing it harshly, his claws tearing through the pants and poking at his soft flesh. He could have ripped his pants off right then and then if he wanted to, but what fun would that be? Things had to last longer, a lot longer.

His member was now pressing roughly against his own pants, to the point where it started to bother him. So he took his hands away from Seth's rear and brought them to his own pants... Then unzipped them, unbuttonned them and pulled them down. His member, just like the rest of his skin was a dark shade of red and was already sticking straight up, wet with his precum. ''Guess I must have gotten a little excited.'' He said, bringing his hand to cup his member and giving it a few strokes himself. His other free hand once again went to Seth's crotch grabbing at it and groping it through the fabric.

His eyes wandered to the bags that were still on the bed, he remembered all of the impressive collection that the man possessed, and right now, it made delightful imagery race through his mind. ''So, are you going to show me how you use a few of those toys, or are they just for show?'' He wanted more, a lot more, and unlike the other man, he wasn't worried about being seriously injured, in time, all of his wounds would heal... But he also desired the objects from the other bag. He'd let him pick, afterall, who didn't like a good surprise? And being that they were like minded, he was sure to enjoy whatever Seth came up with.
 
"Of course not...you never let blood go to waste..." Seth murmured against the red skin of his neck before feeling those claws against his skin again, ruining his jeans. He liked having a partner that wasn't afraid of ruining clothes and skin. It made things more interesting and exciting. It took a lot sometimes to light Seth's fire, but Varlak was doing a wonderful job of it. When those hands moved away, he found his curiosity peak and so he pulled back a little just to look down and saw Varlak's red shaft swollen and wet with want. Seth had to smirk at the demon's words, watching as that clawed hand stroked up and down like a tease. When that other hand gripped Seth's own member through his jeans, he gasped and made a little sound of approval. Yet he knew there needed to be more to this...something of the bondage variety.

As if reading his mind, Seth heard Varlak say something about the toys in his bag of wonders. Grinning from ear to ear, Seth moved away from the demon, though he already felt his body straining against the removal from pleasure, pain, and heat. He went to his toy bag first and pulled out that lovely rope he so loved to play with and then moved to his other bag and pulled out one of his knives. Rope and a knife sounded like something fun. But he felt he might need more. Going back to his toy bag, he grabbed a blindfold and a spreader bar. Looking up at Varlak, Seth adjusted his glasses before showing off the toys.

"So should I just tie you up and use you, Varlak? Or should I let you play with me? I think I can allow you an option." Seeing the demon covered in blood, member in hand, looking as if he needed to be used and fucked like an animal, Seth couldn't help but shiver. He almost didn't care about making that meeting. He could have stayed in this hotel room all night.
 
Varlak chuckled as Seth began to pull the objects out of the bag. At first, he got a knife, then a rope. ''Classic, very simple.'' He teased. But then, Seth also took out a blindfold and a spreader bar, which made Valark's expression spread into a wide smirk. ''Now that's more like it. I almost thought I'd have to complain about you being too soft.''

As Seth asked him the question, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, a bit surprised. ''I didn't think you were the type to give his 'victims' a choice. How nice of you.'' He let go of his member, only to immediately bring his claws around Seth's neck and pulling himself up to him, kissing him on the lips. Finally, he let go of him and let himself fall back on the bed, his wings spreading to his sides. ''I think perhaps I'll be your faithful little toy for tonight. As much as I think playing with you would be enjoyable, I have a feeling that you'd absolutely love to hurt me and ravage me right now.''

He quickly sat up, then took off his jacket... And his pants as well, leaving himself completely bare and offering himself to the other man's viewing pleasure. ''Perhaps it will be easier for you to play with me like this. Clothes would just get in the way wouldn't they?'' He moved his caws to the man's cheek, then dragged his fingers across it, scraping the skin and making several little cuts. ''It's too bad that you don't heal your wounds like me, otherwise, I'd hurt you far more than this... But I suppose I'll be able to do that on your last night, won't I? Perhaps then will be a good moment for me to play with you, hurt you, and then end it all as you reach a feeling of pure bliss and ecstasy.''

''But for now, I am like jelly in your hands. Feel free to use me as you wish... And don't be afraid to get rough.''
 
"Complain? I doubt that." Seth said with a raised brow. He felt the adrenaline start to rise back up in his blood as he listened to Varlak talk. So he was going to be able to just use him? Excellent. That's just what he wanted. However, Varlak was wrong about one thing. He didn't see him as a victim at all but an equal he could mutilate and never destroy. It made him glad he'd already lost some of his clothing or he'd be pulling at his collar. The feeling of claws around his neck had him stiffen before he felt Varlak's heat against his bare chest and lips press against his own. It was almost a soft kiss but had so much promise in it that Seth was blushing when Varlak fell back onto the bed like a reddened angel. Grinning, he had to nod. He did want to hurt him and ravage him. It was wonderful not having to hide his intentions. It was like a breath of fresh air through his system. However, his mind was swept blank as he watched the demon undress with unabashed interest. Demons, it seemed, were their own form of artwork in body and mind. Seth's hands were practically twitching to get a hold on Varlak. He gasped at the slight pain to his cheek, but his eyes never strayed from the demon's exposed form. He heard the words and felt his grin grow wider.

"It is sad that I don't heal like you do. We'd have endless fun, I think. And my poor date, she'll be wondering if I was ravaged by some animal. Well, I don't exactly want to lie to her." Smirking still, he put some of the toys down minus the rope and crawled atop the demon laid out and willing before him like a treat to be devoured and not just savored. His lips pressed against his with heat and desire as his hands moved over Varlak's smooth red skin. He wasn't gentle though. He forced Varlak's arms up, digging his nails in as he did so until he saw the tiniest droplets of blood slip free. With a few practiced movements, rope was tied about his lover's wrists. He didn't pull away from kissing him yet, instead he nipped and licked his lips, teasing and baiting him to draw blood again.
 
''An animal? Should I feel insulted?'' He chuckled, returning the kiss. He accepted the rope, letting himself be tied up. This would be fun, for sure, it had been quite a long time since Varlak had allowed anyone to play with him. He was used to being the one in control, and he rarely let himself be on the bottom... But Seth seemed like someone who knew how to handle things, or more specifically, how to handle someone like him. When the other man nipped his lips, he decided to play along, but not in the way the other intended. He pulled back his head, pulling away from the kiss... And quickly bit down on his own lips with his sharp teeth, making the blood flow from his lips, then kissing the man again. He let his warm blood flow into the man's lips and mouth, the bite had been painful, but to him, pain was something beautiful and natural, and more importantly... A bit of a turn on.

The demon was now tied up and ready to go, he broke the kiss, giving Seth a playful smile. ''So, I hope you're going to take good care of me? I'm already quite impatient to begin...'' He twitched in his bonds, a bit annoyed that there wasn't much he could do at the moment. His excitement was getting the better of him, and he could feel his blood boil, the wait was almost unbearable. In fact, he felt like if Seth didn't do something soon, he'd go crazy, rip his bonds and tear into him like a wild animal, just like he had mentionned. ''Don't hold back, I won't forgive you if you do.'' He chuckled, then bit his lips, waiting impatiently for him to begin and going silent.
 
When Varlak bit his own lip enough to draw blood, he managed to draw a moan from Seth from just watching it. It was truly erotic and he couldn't have been more turned on than that moment. The blood that flowed between their lips made him burn white hot with desire and couldn't stop an animalistic growl from escaping him before the kiss was broken. The look the demon gave him made him smirk with blood-stained lips, wondering just how to respond to Varlak with words. He didn't want to and so for a moment, he didn't. Reaching he grabbed the spreader bar and hooked the cuffs around the demon's ankles, spreading his legs as far apart as the spreader bar allowed- which was just far enough.

"I'll take good care of you..." Seth murmured, grabbing the blindfold to wrap around Varlak's head and blind him. He stroked Varlak's face almost as if in reverence, and maybe it was true. With his hands and lips, he made a display of worshiping the demon's body. Soon, the knife he had picked out joined in the touching, leaving cuts along sensitive areas while his tongue lapped up the blood left behind. As he came to the demon's shaft, he licked it with soft long licks while the knife cut patterns into Varlak's spread thighs.
 
Varlak let himself be tied up, and with it once again came that feeling of loss of control. He was letting Seth control what was happening to him, and he knew he would make this very fun, for the both of them. Though he couldn't help but be slightly disappointed when his eyes were blinded. On one hand, it would make everything a surprise and make him focus his senses on the touch... But on the other, he wouldn't get to see it.

He felt the man's hand run across his body, making him shiver with expectation... And soon enough, a knife joined the mix, cutting him and making him bite his lips as the rush of pain flowed through him. He could feel the blood run down his body, trickling onto the bedsheets. But when he felt the tongue brush against his shaft, he couldn't help but part his lips with a soft moan. His member twitched in response, as if urging the man to continue. Precum began to rub down it, making his shaft sticky and wet. He wanted more, a lot more, and yet, he was completely helpless and unable to move right now, he could only wait for Seth to give him more.
 
The moan was the sound that Seth had been hoping for. It almost made him pause just so he could focus all his senses on the noise but knew that he was to do as he had promised: take good care of Varlak. Instead of just licking the demon's shaft, he soon took the member into his mouth and sucked gently on the head of it. Gripping the shaft in one hand, Seth stroked it slowly while gripping it just hard enough. The knife in his other hand continued to make small little cuts into the demon's skin, leaving little blood trails in its wake. Putting the knife down, he soon smoothed his fingers over the cuts, pressing on them to cause more blood to flow and reveling in the burning heat that was caused by the demon's blood.

After a moment, Seth popped Varlak's cock from his mouth and put his blood coated fingers to his lips, sucking the blood off of them and coating his lips in the hot substance. Once there was just enough of that sweet, addictive taste in his mouth, Seth put the hardened cock back into his mouth and sucked, twirling his tongue about the head while his hand stroked up and down the shaft. His bloody hand gripped one of Varlak's cut thighs and pressed down, digging his nails into the sensitive skin and bleeding wounds. He wanted Varlak to feel as much pain and pleasure as he could withstand and then push him over that edge into bliss. As much as Seth was in control, he already felt that Varlak had the real hold over him.
 
As Seth took his member in his mouth, Varlak let out a groan of pleasure. The man was pretty good at this, it was apparent that he did this quite often, something which brought a smirk to Varlak's lips. It was an amusing idea, Seth having sex with a victim, bringing them as close as he could to bliss... And then bringing them back down as he took their life from them. He wondered if Seth would find himself enjoying the same thing being done to him, afterall, it's what he would do in the end.

The man didn't relent from cutting him, in fact, as he gave him pleasure it seemed like the cutting only got more eager. He felt him press at the wounds, trying to squeeze as much blood as he could out of them. Odds are, once they were finally done, the bed they were in would be absolutely ruined. Varlak was disappointed when Seth took him out of his mouth, but it didn't take long for his expression to change as the man popped it back in, only this time, there was a feeling of warmth in his mouth, Varlak's own blood. ''I trust that you're enjoying yourself... Having a victim that can't die... Is it frustrating? Or is it everything you ever hoped for? No matter how much you cut me, blood will keep to flow, and in time, my wounds will close. My body is your canvas, but no matter how much you paint it, once you're finished, it will be a blank slate again. Sad, isn't it?''
 
"Part of me feels the sorrow that the marks won't remain. But the rest of me is positively ecstatic at the prospect of constantly adding new marks and cuts and watching them heal only to be remade. It's like having a doll that breaks but reassembles itself no matter what you do to it." Seth murmured in answer after he popped Varlak's cock from his mouth again, blood making his lips a bright sinful red. A victim that couldn't die was something that did frustrate him, if he was honest, but it also excited him beyond belief. A victim who could take so much pain into themselves and never falter. Never die. Never fade for too long even when the weight of pain was almost too much to bear. It was like a sick, twisted fairy tale come true. It made Seth shiver with delight. Lifting his blood-soaked hand, he lapped at the hot delicious blood, making a show of how much he enjoyed it before grinning at the demon, even knowing he couldn't see what he was doing.

"I didn't expect this kind of pillow talk. I expected more moans of both agony and delight. Perhaps I'm not trying hard enough." Picking up the knife, he looked over the shiny blade and blood before looking at the demon, knowing he couldn't see it he lapped delicately at the head of Varlak's shaft before pushing the tip of the blade into one of the bleeding wounds on Varlak's thighs. He pushed it in until it was about an inch or two deep before sucking hard on the demon's member.
 
''Pillow talk?'' The comment made Varlak frown, and he would have protested... If not for the fact that almost immediately, he felt the blade dig deep into one of his wounds again, much deeper than before. The demon threw his head back with a sharp moan that only intensified when Seth took his member in his mouth. ''M-Much better... Keep going.'' His voice seemed to falter, and it was pretty apparent that his breathing was getting a little harder. While Seth had been rather soft on him before, now he was getting closer to what the demon was expecting. He wanted him to be harsh and rough, while the cutting was nice, what really got him going was when he could really feel the wounds.

''Still feels like you're holding back though...'' The demon teased, though his talking was cut short as a soft moan escaped him. He bit his lips and tried to focus on the pleasure and pain that was given to him. Though, once again, he found himself wanting more... But he'd trust Seth's judgment on what to do, and when to do it. He knew the man wouldn't disappoint, and in turn, he would return the favor later on. Still, some of the toys he had seen in that bag before were awfully tempting to him, he couldn't wait to see... Or at least feel, which ones Seth would pick out.
 
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