A Bit Of Hell [Hahvoc x Halaster]

[Hahvoc The Decepticon]

"I can fix that..." Seth murmured with a little more pep in his voice as he thought of an idea. Grinning broadly, he pressed the knife into the wound deeper before pulling away to get some other toys from his bag. He figured those would have been enough, but apparently not. Grabbing a candle, lighter, and lubricant, Seth soon made his way back to Varlak's side. Flicking the bic, it soon lit and he put the flame to the wick of the candle. Once it caught, he let it melt down down of the wax, teasing the wound that still bore the knife with one of his fingers. He knew exactly where this wax was going to go. Once there was enough wax pooled into the well of the candle, Seth poured it out so it dripped over the demon's stomach and the base of his cock, slipping into some of the open wounds.

"How is that for more?" Seth asked as he kept pouring the hot wax, using his free hand to lube up his fingers. He settled back between Varlak's legs and tongued the head of his cock before teasing his ass with his chilly and slick fingers. He didn't give much more of a warning before he slipped in one digit before adding another to stretch the demon's hole. It was a bit of a tight fit, but he managed anyways. Putting the candle off to the side, Seth twisted the knife in the wound, causing more blood to flow onto the sheets. He licked some of the blood from Varlak's thigh and swished it around his mouth before sucking on the hot red phallus in front of him. The whiteness of the candle was a remarkable contrast against all that red.

 

[Halaster]

Varlak waited for a time, looking forward to seeing what Seth had in mind next... But what he actually did amused him. He could feel something warm dripping on his skin, something that was liquid but seemed so solidify quickly after touching his skin. The man's purpose in this was probably to make him feel pain, but to Varlak, the searing wax was nothing more than a slight tickle. Still, he made no mention of it, not wanting to discourage the man, but he didn't urge him on either. He was silent, not a single sound coming from his lips, simply letting the man work with his toys and enjoy himself. Still, the idea that Seth would think warmth could inflict pain on him made him smirk.

Or at least, he smirked up until the man slipped a finger inside of him, stretching out his tight insides. Immediately, Varlak arched his back and let out a sweet moan of pleasure. Much more so than his member, that was the demon's weak spot, and a simple finger caused his breathing to accelerate and his body to twitch at the intrusion. Once again, he felt the knife digging into his wounds, no matter what the man did, it seemed like his primary interest was in making sure the blood kept flowing from him. This time, Varlak had no clever words to say, the moans and his quickening breathing pace were more than enough to convey his feelings on how well Seth was doing now.