thescreamingdemon

[thescreamingdemon]

Day to be Damned Part 2

Landyn: [I watched as they advanced, trying to ignore the fact three of the eight were fighting a blank space. Or so they thought, I knew that Cooper was there, and had my back. I pushed forward on the bed and settled with my feet on the floor, still watching the ones advancing without their weapons in a position where they might knock me out before I was aware it was happening. I focused on their shoulders, their faces and their stances. I knew that in order to swing one of those weapons they’d have to brace, their muscles would bunch and they’d tense to put the appropriate weight behind it. I kept a lazy grin on my face and tried not to focus too heavily on the silent attack from the back of the room. Thankfully some of the men were far too focused on the way my jeans sat low on my hips, and I was making sure I leaned back just enough to show it off. I was still waring with myself, the drugs vs common sense. Logically I needed them close enough to touch me first, violently or sexually, and then I had them and could lay them out. But the drug that moved through my brain was whispering to enjoy their bodies before smashing their faces into a wall. It seemed to play out in my mind, the way the light would play over their bodies, all trim and muscled from years of hard work. I was the one they’d been sent to hurt, and I knew that meant I’d get my pick, in the middle of all those bodies while they thought they were hurting me and traumatising me, when the drug Sebastian had given me would ensure I loved every fucking minute of it, until morning anyway. I knew my breathing had picked up, and my body was reacting to the thoughts. Whether I wanted it to or not. The images gave way to thoughts of their faces pulverised into a wall or my fist, blood running in rivers down their bodies, and mine. Cooper fighting at my back, his body was built just for that it would seem, and while I knew I could outmatch him, I wasn’t about to turn down the invitation to watch openly while he murdered the people sent to inflict pain on us both. My heart rate picked up and I didn’t quite manage to swallow a groan at the thought. They’d interrupted us when they’d barged in the room, and I was still running hot from that. The violence along with the thought of what would come after was enough to have me swallowing hard, not even trying to tramp down my physical reaction. Not even caring if Cooper saw it, whether he thought it was for the men in front of me, the drugs or him, I knew that it’d set a fire going inside him. One that I’d probably need. 

I was so caught up with what would happen when any of these dudes touched me, I hadn’t noticed that they’d managed to get much closer than I’d realised. They were smirking at each other, talking about pounding ass and what that might do to someone as fucking delicate as me. What the fuck? I growled and bared my teeth, “I’m not some little flower that you’ll break if you touch. And trust me, you’ll find that out first hand if you lay a finger on me. Dare to try?” I arched a brow at them, and watched one lower to his knees while the others came to either side of me and without warning gripped both my wrists. I tensed as my arms were wrenched behind me, the one on the floor letting his hands curl around the waistband of my jeans. I didn’t give them another second before I grinned and yelled, “All yours.” Before leaning left then right to slam my forehead into the males either side of me, their noses exploding instantly with a shower of blood and their grip loosening on my wrists.]

Cooper: *I dropped all three demons into a confused pile of limbs who were still fighting the air and turned back in time to see the others advancing on Landyn. I clenched my teeth, rage boiling beneath my skin, when hands curled his wrists, wrenching his arms but when I saw hands reaching for his waistband, the anger exploded from me in a blinding fury. The male who grabbed his waistband went flying backwards as he head butted the two at his side and my cloaking went by the wayside. I dropped the cloaking as all my energy was now focused on destroying the asshole who touched what was mine. I met Landyn’s eyes and let out a low growl* Only one needs to be alive to send him a return message, correct Kulote? Please tell me that we get to kill the rest. 

*A demon groaned behind me, capturing my attention. Honestly, it was the only thing that could pull my focus from Landyn right now. I turned back, crossing the room, stepping over the first three demons still scrambling around on the floor. I reached for the demon who was trying to push himself up the wall, his eyes widening as he saw me approaching. He shook his head. “You…you weren’t part of the deal.” I tipped my head and smiled a mirthful, wicked smile as I bent down and curled my fingers around his throat, picking him up off the floor. My clawed fingers dug into his pasty flesh, dimpling the skin until pinpricks of blood began to pool on the surface. His breath grew labored as I brought his face closer to mine.* You should have made a better deal. 

Landyn: [I felt my eyes widen when Cooper became visible. I knew somewhere in my fog covered brain that it wasn’t good they’d seen him. Fuck! My attention was pulled away instantly by the demon being ripped from between my thighs and thrown across the room. His fingers had pulled free of my waistband by the motion, but not quickly enough that his claws hadn’t ripped skin when he’d dug in, and the buttons on my pants were now nothing more than a fraying gap. I exhaled and then rolled my eyes, managing to reply to Cooper’s war cry with an amused sound, “Yeah, only one needs to go back alive. You can take your pick. These two here will likely not make it I’m afraid.” I grinned at the two either side of me, they were both still clutching their noses, but had started to realise what was happening. Their fingers tightened on my wrist and they looked past me to make eye contact with each other. I grinned and then threw myself backwards, feet coming over my head so that I could spin in their hold and land on my knees. One of the two hadn’t quite managed to keep hold, and his fingers popped free, leaving yet another scratch mark, “Can none of you fuckers keep your fingers to yourself. I am scratched to shit, and I do not even like you like that. I normally give permission to mark my flesh, and believe me I enjoy it. In this case, can you either scar me or die. Because I’m not sure I have the patience for much else. You know Sebastian drugged me, and I was willing to give it up for whatshisname,” I flapped a hand at the demon that Cooper currently had in his grasp, “But then he fucked it up and ripped my jeans, see?” I gestured again to the gaping hole in my pants where the buttons had been ripped off, “So, now I’m just pissed off, and you all know what happens when I get pissed off.” I winked at the demon who was looking at me like I’d grown another head. Idiots, they should have tried to take me out while I bitched. Where did Sebastian find these morons? I grinned and then used my free hand to reach under my pillow and grab the knife I’d hidden there. I didn’t wait another minute before I arched it in a wide circle in front of me, around chest height. The blood that rushed from their throats was instant, drenching every inch of me, and pooling around where my knees had depressed the mattress. I huffed and then started to shuffle backwards, unsteady on my feet when they eventually hit the ground, “Fuck, I’m going to throw up.” I looked over at Cooper, the pleading clear in my gaze as I fumbled for the bucket that had fallen to its side in all the excitement, “Finish it. Send a message. I’m sorry.” I barely managed the final word before I landed on my knees with a wet plop against the blood soaked carpet and emptied the entire contents of my stomach into the bin.]

Cooper: *Landyn’s words were a dull buzz in my ears but I heard the confirmation I needed. Only one needed to be left breathing. The rest, the rest could be eliminated. And based on the way his heart was racing and the with the drugs in his system, I knew, I wasn’t sure how much longer he was even going to remain upright, let alone how long he was going to be fighting. Good thing I had enough pissed off energy running through me to fight for both of us. The demon in my claws began to scrabble against my hold, desperately trying to pry my fingers free of his throat when he realized my intentions. I narrowed my eyes at him* You really should never have touched what was mine

*I squeezed tighter, my claws digging in and closing around his Adams apple until my claws touched and I ripped them free. The blood poured as his head flopped forward on the empty space before I dropped him to the ground and turned to the rest. I wasn’t going for finesse or showmanship. It was rage and revenge, pure and simple. Especially when I saw Landyn collapse to his knees, knowing the drugs had fully taken hold of him. He needed me and that meant the  sooner I was done with the assholes, the sooner I could take care of what was important. And that was him. I grabbed his dropped knife before one. Of the others could find it in the pile of bodies. The last  two had their attention on my male anyway. Since he was still their target per my father’s orders…such good little soldiers. They were conspiring, trying to figure out how to explain things, to see if they could still fuck him before they beat him, they were stepping closer one thinking Landyn on his knees was too good of an opportunity to pass up…That was his final thought before I shoved Landyn’s blade through his brain stem. Giving it an extra twist as I pressed it harder up into his brain before I pulled it back and dropped him to the ground. I grabbed the final unharmed demon by the back of his hair and wrenched his head back, he threw an elbow back and swung, bringing his own knife back in a wide arc. I felt the burn against my stomach, but it barely registered. It was something I would feel later, I’m sure, but now, right now, in this moment, it didn’t matter. I pulled his head harder, the bloody blade of Landyn’s pressing against the soft skin below his ear as I pressed it firmly until he dropped to his knees* You will go back to my father and tell him you failed. You will tell him exactly what happened. Do I make myself clear? Landyn is NOT to be touched again. Not if he wants this bullshit arrangement to happen. And if I ever see you, I will end your life slowly. 

*He growled at me, bared his little fangs and swore. He argued. The blade slid under his skin slowly. His eyes watered and he argued more. Half his ear dangled from his head before I asked if he wanted to reconsider. I still had three mostly alive demons in a pile on the floor, I reminded him. He swallowed hard. His ear fell to the floor. Landyn was heaving in the bucket and my anger was growing. ”Okay okay. Never again. I’ll tell him.” I pulled the knife and stepped back, giving him a chance to get to his feet. He stumbled and faltered, then like a dumbass, he rushed at Landyn’s back with his knife drawn. I launched and tackled him to the ground, using Landyn’s blade to slice his throat from one end to the other and dropping him at Landyn’s feet. With a growl, I pushed back to my feet and found the pile of three, eyeing each of them and giving them a choice of living or dying. They all looked around the room and it didn’t take them long before they were willing to throw their buddies to the wolf. I was finally left with one, one who helped kill one of his friends before he swore his loyalty to me, promised me his life, promised Landyn his life, offered us his first born, his second, his wife, anything we would take. He handed me his weapons and bowed his head before me and I knew, I could smell the truth. I let him go, then walked over and to Landyn up from the floor.* Don’t fight me. We’re going to the other room so I can clean you up. Then you will rest. Then Valac will be back, he will clean up the bodies and make your room livable again. 

Landyn: [I watched, even as I wretched into the bucket over and over again. There was nothing in my stomach, all that came up was acid and bile. I could barely feel my lips, even as I spat another mouthful of stringy phlegm into the barely full trash can. But I kept watching, I watched Cooper clock the fucker that was sneaking up on me, wondering whether I’d have begged for more, or fought for my life had he made it any closer. The fact I had to ask myself that question was troubling enough, in a sort of fluffy far away kind of way. I blinked slowly and kicked my leg backwards, hitting the demon in the knee just before Cooper managed to take over. The spray of blood didn’t bother me, I was already drenched through my jeans. I closed my eyes for a minute though, letting the misery of the whole situation settle on my chest. I knew what I’d let myself in for, I hadn’t walked in blind. Though I also hadn’t been given a choice. Though now my choice would be to stay purely to watch Cooper’s back. Because I wasn’t sure anyone else was able to do it. I was glad that Skee hadn’t been one of the guards Sebastian had sent, he’d have died fast and that would have upset me. Not that I’d advertise that in front of Cooper. I wasn’t sure he was ready to make friends with anyone who was under the same roof as him. And I wasn’t about to make things awkward for us. I heard the thump as the body hit the ground and then I opened my eyes again to watch the rest of the show. I couldn’t help it, it made me grin. I managed to haul myself into a sitting position, basket between my thighs as I breathed as slowly as I could, chin resting on my forearm. I was pleased to see Cooper’s anger was being let out on something that wasn’t his father. We’d managed to get what we wanted in terms of the honeymoon, the wedding would be got through with gritted teeth. I was sure that the fuck arounds from Sebastian weren’t over, but I also knew that Cooper was going to be on a slow boil until he was able to take a shot at the old devil. I heard the demon with Cooper beg, and I spat another mouthful of bile into the bucket, I was sure there was blood all over my face and in my hair from pulling it back to stop it sticking to my sweat covered face. I groaned softly and then blinked slower than I thought possible in order to watch him run out the door like someone had lit a rocket up his ass. 

The arm around me startled me at first, but Coopers gentle words stopped me bitching about it. I slowly relaxed into him, allowing his weight to support mine. I wasn’t used to this, and I didn’t want to make a fuss of it, despite how much my brain wanted me to get all soft and fluffy. I paused briefly, holding a finger up to get Cooper to stop, I swallowed and then spoke, my voice barely more than gravel, “Wait, the bin. In case…before I make it to a bathroom.” I exhaled miserably and bent to curl my fingers around the edge of the waste bin, using Cooper to pull myself upright again. I snorted when we started walking again, “Good thing my body enjoys you being close, my jeans would be around my ankles by now otherwise.” I chuckled to myself. Feeling drunk and high and all kinds of frustrated. If I started humping his leg like a dog I’d not be embarrassed, until the morning at any rate. I huffed in another breath and then tipped my chin up, “Clean me up, then knock me the fuck out.”

Cooper: *I kept a firm hold on Landyn, even as he picked up his puke bucket. I didn’t give a flying fuck about the blood, the bodies, or even the bucket of bile. All I wanted to do was get him washed up and then into my bed to rest. Everything else was inconsequential. At least until I was able to end the piece of shit that was my father. I knew I would pay for what I had done here, but even that didn’t phase me right now. I would do it all again in a fucking heartbeat. The thought of any of them touching him had my blood broiling once more. I squeezed Landyn to my side slightly tighter, flashing him a grin when he gave me that little smart ass comment.* I’ll have your pants around your ankles soon enough. For now though, let’s focus on one thing at a time. 

*I helped Landyn over the bodies, made sure he didn’t slip through the blood, then lead him from his blood soaked suite across the hall to my own room, pausing whenever he needed a moment with his bucket, not that there was anything left for him to offer it. We made the immediate right into the marble bath room and I kept my hold firm as we walked towards the shower where I reached in with my free arm and flipped the water on to a suitable level of scalding. One that would strip the blood and possibly a layer of skin, but at least we would both be clean, and then I led him inside, protecting him from the water at first so he could adjust slowly to it. I kept my arm wrapped around him, my back to the spray as I eased us both inside the sanctuary of the marble walls.* You can set your bucket down now, Kulote. I’ve got you. 

*And I did. I kept one firm arm around his waist while I reached for the soap with my other hand and began to run the bar over his skin. Mindful of how tender it still was with the poison running through him but still desperate to help him remove the blood.  I was torn, conflicted with my emotions. I wanted to protect him with all that I had, run away where no one could find us, but I also wanted to storm from the room and rip my father’s head from his shoulders without a second thought. His death couldn’t come soon enough. But I knew things had to be in place first, otherwise….otherwise all hell would break loose and everyone would suffer.*

Landyn: [I chuckled through the feeling of sick in my throat, then shook my head, “Enjoy that thought, it’s only making holding these things up earlier without a belt.” I groaned as I had to use muscles that didn’t want to be used to pick through the bodies and keep my balance in the blood. My stomach felt fragile in a way I am not sure I ever remember it feeling before. Sebastian needed taking down a peg or two. I was happy to start imagining all the ways I could hurt him, torture him, kill him. But then I’d leave Cooper unprotected, and that wasn’t why I was here. I kept my hold tight on the basket and then allowed my gaze to flick across the space that stretched from one door to another, it seemed miles, and I was hopeful that no one was around to see this. Though they were likely all briefed to stay out the way so that they didn’t inadvertently fuck something up. The walk to the room was filled with the sound of me retching into a bucket over and over again, bloody footprints the only evidence of us having been there. I almost fell over when I got into Cooper’s room. Thankfully he kept his arm around me, I rubbed against him just to feel the warmth from his body soak into mine bare chest. It was bliss and torture all at once. The drug in my system made my skin so sensitive I just wanted to be touched, though I was thankful my mind hadn’t been taken completely. The bathroom eventually surrounded me, despite really having no memory of getting there as quickly as we appeared to. I knew in reality it had been like wading through syrup, but I was happy to be somewhere that would be an easy clean if I was sick again. The bucket of puke was dropped, and I was too out of it to protest the fact I did as I was told without snark. The shower would hide all my sins. Would probably hurt like fuck with my skin as prickly as it was, but that was better than the ache that was currently thrumming through me. I managed not to stumble, though I knew I’d be caught, and that was something that pissed me off far more than I would like to admit. I was meant to be watching out for Cooper, not the other way around, right? I managed to settle both palms against the marble and leaned my head against my forearm. I felt Cooper move around me, washing away the blood that coated my skin like a protective layer. It hadn’t all dried, and I realised slowly that it was probably why I had felt so fucking cold. I shifted my stance so I had more control over my own weight and then reached a hand down to pull the last button open on my fly so my jeans could fall unhindered to my ankles. They got stuck though, which I should have realised with them being soaked through, but I hadn’t. Well that sucked. The effort made me grunt as I pushed at them with the one hand I dared to use, the other still helping me balance. After what seemed like hours, but was probably merely a second I gave up. I didn’t care, they could stay there until they dried and I could change into the wedding gear I’d need for this forthcoming shit show. I shook my head and then tipped it slightly so I could speak over my shoulder, “Your father will pay for this. Even though I know this is likely the first of many times we’ll be in this situation during this fight. I need to know you can keep your temper when it matters. And not do things to deliberately piss him off, since tomorrow you will be on show and he’ll push every button he knows you have. What you did at dinner, that’s what he expects, but I know you can do far more than that.” I straightened slowly and turned, letting my back hit the cool tile so I could face the male who was dripping wet and equally coated in blood. Though some of it was now running clean from the shower spray. I absently reached out a finger to trace down one of those trails while I spoke, “I trust you, I think you trust me. But we’ve got a long fight ahead of us. I’m here because of my skills and powers. That tells me that neither one of us are safe, but at least I’m safe from death, for now. You’re safe from that as long as I’m alive and with you. Anything else we can take head on. No matter the extent of the injury, right?” I arched a brow as I watched for the reaction.]

Cooper: *Every rub of Landyn’s body against mine was torture. I knew he wasn’t up for anything and to be honest, I wasn’t either. The adrenaline from the fight was wearing off and the night had dragged on too long as it was. He needed rest so his body could heal. The shit my father had dosed him with was strong. Landyn was stronger though. Others would have caved by now and given themselves over the effects of the drug. He was still fighting it. His stubbornness was one of the things that drew me to him. I knew now though, that was what would keep us both alive. I continued to wash the blood away and when he tried to remove his jeans, I waited until he was done fighting and then used my foot to hook his pants to help him step out of them easier after he turned to face me.* He will push all of our buttons, this much is true. And he will pay dearly for it. Until we have a plan, I will do my best to keep my temper in check and take myself from the room before I lose control. I don’t want innocent people caught up if I can avoid it. However, if he harms you in front of me, I make no promises of what will happen to him then, or what I will do.

*A shiver ran down my spine at the trace of his finger and I stepped closer as I used the bar of soap to continue to wash the blood free of his skin* None of us will be safe until the threat is eliminated, we need to let Jade and Sky know what happened tonight as soon as it’s safe to do so. But I do believe they are safe and we should be safe for now. He won’t risk anything else this close to the wedding. After, then I will probably receive my punishment for interfering. Likely before we leave for the honeymoon since he knows you can revive me. As long as I ‘learn my lesson’. 

* I used the little air quotes and rolled my eyes with a small smile on my face before I gently turned him under the water to begin rinsing him off* We will take it as it comes. He showed his hand early I believe. Or at least now he knows I’m aware of his shit. That will unhinge him a bit. That gives us an advantage. 

Landyn: [I smiled at the reaction I got to my touch, but I wasn’t about to do anything about it. I was starting to gain control back, and I was glad that I’d only half begged a random stranger to fuck me after Cooper had gotten me riled up. I then growled low at the punishment. We’d both likely get something. One for taking the help offered by Cooper and killing the demons sent, and the other for being there to help and killing the demons sent. I had no doubt I’d get something that would fester over the honeymoon period in the hopes I’d be less qualified to do my job. While Cooper was likely to find himself on the receiving end of a slow death that would ensure we both learned a valuable lesson. One we’d not doubt curse blind at the time, but would ignore when it came time to make Sebastian pay. I swallowed thickly and then cocked my head, “I can’t think either one of us will enjoy what’s coming after the wedding. But as long as you’re alive and well in time for the honeymoon and all that baby making you’ll be doing for Sebastian, he’ll be happy. Have you ever seen his torture chamber? For anyone else, it’s quite a thing of beauty.” I snorted weakly and then turned when instructed. I closed my eyes and inhaled the warmth that came with the splay beating down on my overly sensitive skin. I ran my hand down my torso and over my cock. I knew that Cooper hadn’t washed me all that thoroughly, perhaps for fear of what would happen with the drug in my system. But now the jeans were off, and slowly flattening into a jean pancake on the bottom of the shower, I could reach the bits where the blood had run past the waistband of the fabric. I did that as quickly as I could and then straightened, leaning back against Cooper, “How are we going to get out of this one. It’s forbidden for anyone other than you and your wife to sleep in here. We’ll have to get my room cleaned up so I can go back there. Or I’ll have to sleep in the bathroom. Which isn’t appealing. But might be worth it if I need to empty my gut again.” I snorted and shifted so that Cooper could take advantage of the shower. I sank down onto the little ledge that wasn’t really butt friendly, but would have to do until I could stand alone. I hated being reliant on someone, but at least I trusted Cooper, it’d have been so much worse if I was on my own. Well, I’d have gotten laid before being carved up at any rate. That might have been easier. I snorted and then let my head thump back against the wall. “Think Sebastian is missing them yet? I’m pretty sure they’re meant to be back by now with my blood coating their knives. Idiots thinking I wouldn’t have fought back. I think I got lax because you were there. Funny what trust does to you.” I slowly realised I was slurring my words a little. And saying far more than I wanted to. I used my forefinger and thumb to pinch my lips together and lifted my eyes to Cooper, shaking my head to tell him that I would say no more until I was back in my own bed. Well I hoped that came across. I wasn’t speaking until the shit was out my system. I’d embarrassed myself enough.]

Cooper: *I gave another roll of my eyes when Landyn mentioned how it was forbidden blahblahblah. Like I gave a shit. I was tired of the rules and bullshit. My father already fucked that shit up. We couldn’t kill him yet and we had to go through the mating and all that for now. We had to follow certain protocol, but other things. Things that happened here, right now. Yeah, fuck that. I turned my attention to Landyn when he sat on the ledge, vision bleeding to red* You will not go back to your room tonight. I don’t give to flying fucks what others think. If I have to put the mattress on the floor, or bring it in here or whatever. You’re sleeping in my bed, with me. Nothing will happen, but I’m not letting you out of my sight. We’ll get through the shit show of the ceremony and then face whatever punishment that asshole has planned. From there, we go to Paras and work on our plans for freedom. If I die, then whatever. You bring my sorry ass back and we do this shit all over again

*I shook my head and made quick work of the shower, rinsing off and then slapping the water off when I heard Landyn start to slur his words. I reached out and grabbed a towel, then wrapped it around Landyn, drying him off as I looked him in the eyes* You can trust me, just like I trust you. We will figure this out, together. My father underestimated us all. He’ll learn. I’m betting Sky and Jade will surprise him too. 

*I finished drying Landyn off, then grabbed a towel for myself and dried off quick before I grabbed him once more. Then I subtly, not so subtly, started to lead him to the main room where the bed was, where the camera feeds were still fucked up*

Landyn: [I happily leaned into the touch without worrying about consequences. I figured I could blame the drugs or the entire shit fuck of a night. I listened to what he had to say, but I found I was shaking my head even as my brain tried to tell me that his logic was sound. Why couldn’t I stay here, I was meant to be protecting Cooper, and if he deemed it necessary, then staying in his room was something I could do. Though I’d be required to sleep on the floor or one of the numerous uncomfortable as shit chairs in the room. “I think that everyone has underestimated Jade and Sky, not to mention you. Sebastian knows how to control you. And he’ll know even more if you leave me in this room. As soon as that guard goes back to him, he’ll figure out the feeds aren’t working when I’m not in my room. Which means we’ve got to put them back. Which means whatever happens he’ll see and hear. I don’t mind being used against you, at least you’re safe. That’s my job, but I do mind if it means that you’re given a harsher punishment in order to push me past my limits.” I realised that half of what I’d said was slurred and probably not even coherent. I just needed to get to sleep. Get this shit out my system. I had about 6 hours left to sleep, get ready and report back to Sebastian for my duties during the ceremony. I didn’t know which was way up for the most part, and the drug leaving my system left me feeling empty and pretty miserable. I swallowed hard and realised that I was hungry, for numerous things, but food was a real issue. I also noticed, secondary to my stomach making a bid for freedom, was the fact he was steering me towards his bed. Towards the one place that I actually wanted to be, and knew I couldn’t. Not right now at any rate. I growled softly and pulled us to a stop. “Compromise? There’s food in my room, in the fridge. I have some sandwiches in there that I was going to eat after you finished your fancy meal. That didn’t happen. So grab those, and I’ll grab those. Then we’ll cut the feed and have us both coming in here together, with the food. Then if we happen to just fall to sleep, it doesn’t look weird. Or to Sebastian it won’t look weird. I’ve got just enough left in me to clean the footprints in the hall.” I pulled free of Coopers arms and sighed hard. I didn’t want to be doing this, but it was the safest thing for us both. Or so I though. I knew that Cooper would argue with me if he felt I hadn’t thought of something. But this way, Sebastian could still spy, as he wanted. I’d be safe and looked after, even if was discreet, and he’s have someone at his back in case round two was taking him down as well this evening. Though I couldn’t see Sebastian doing that with the wedding having been thrown together at such short notice. Either way I limped slowly back towards the bathroom and then leaned heavily against the door frame. “Just got to get through until tomorrow night, then we’ll be a little safer, and have time and space to ourselves without worrying about being stabbed in the back.” I snorted and then leaned my head against the cool wood. I really needed to get a power nap in. But first food and clean up. If I could make it that long.

Cooper: *I let out a soft derisive snort and shook my head at Landyn* He thinks he knows how to control me, and maybe to a point he does, but only to a point. I’m not the male I once was when I left this realm the first time. I’ve been out of his sight for many years now. I’ll fix the feeds and he can take from the view what he wishes. The demon will report to him that I was there and that I helped you. I think it would be natural that you would end up staying here in that case. I will just have to show restraint around you once they go live. I’ve doe it before, in the dining hall, I can do it again. 

*Once Landyn pulled free of my hold, I let out a soft sigh and grabbed a pair of sweats from my bag of shit, tossing a set to him, then pulling on a set for myself. I wasn’t sure how he was still standing but I knew he didn’t have all that much left in him and was likely just running on pure stubbornness this point.* I’ll go grab your sandwiches. Get to the door. By the time I get back, I’ll fix the feeds, so we can ‘come in together’ I’ll help you inside, you can eat, we’ll crash and my fucking asshole of a father can deal with the fall out concerning the clean up. He sent those assholes to fuck you up, I want the others to see what happens when they cross us. 

*I didn’t leave room for further argument as I walked from my suite across the hall to Landyn’s, mindful of the blood that covered the floor. I grabbed his ointments and tossed them in a bag I found, along with some of his own clothes, then walked to the fridge to pull out the sandwiches he was talking about, tossing them in the bag with some drinks that were in there as well. After grabbing a few more of his necessities, I walked to the front door and held my hand against the frame to concentrate. Taking the deep slow breaths that I needed, I sent a silent hope that he made it to the shadows of the doorway, and focused on bringing the cameras back to life. I could feel the energy flicker and flare before the steady hum alerted me the systems were back online and then and only then did I cross the hallway back to my own unit where my bed and the stubborn  male awaited*

Landyn: I nodded along with Cooper. His father did think that he could control him, but Sebastian would soon learn that Cooper only gave up control when it chose to. As much as Sebastian would do some truly horrific things to keep everyone under his thumb, it was likely he’d met his match with Cooper. Even if he thought right now he was the one calling the shots. Cooper wanted to get to the honeymoon, wanted us away and without the constant watch of the cameras. And with being out somewhere, if we disabled anything, it was likely to take much longer for Sebastian to come along and sort it out. That alone made my heart beat faster than it should. “He thinks he knows you. That’s where he’s wrong, he believes he’s the strong one because it’s who he is. Just stick with the game plan and don’t let your temper get the better of you. No matter what Sebastian throws at you. Everyone involved knows the risks and is in this regardless of that.” I nodded and then took a slow deep breath, my feet taking me over to the darkened side of the room. I would need to walk through the hall and into the room. Technically Cooper should be in his bed and be woken by me coming in the room. But since Sebastian would be well aware of what had happened by now, thanks to the noise, the idiot we let go and the fact there was a blood trail from my room to Coopers, I didn’t much care about continuity. I did want to be dressed in something that wasn’t covered in blood though. So I watched Cooper leave, the growl exiting with him as the door creaked almost shut. I leaned heavily on the wall and then focused on my right foot. “Ok, this is the last thing I’m going to ask of you. Let me get into the pants and I’ll go to bed and you can sleep all this shit off before we start up again tomorrow. That’s all we’ve got to do. One foot, then the next so I don’t end up bare ass naked next to Cooper in bed. I’ll wake up missing a rather important part of myself if that were to happen.” I inhaled again, my exhale coming out on another deep rumble as I leaned forward, stumbling slightly when my ass hit the wall behind me. Far closer than my half dead brain could manage to work out. “Fuck it. Come on already. Like I don’t look stupid enough already flopping around in this room on my own. Get it together Landyn.” I huffed out a laugh and then stuffed my foot into the first leg of the sweats, the second following quickly. I pulled them up to my waist and halfheartedly pulled on the string so they stayed on my hips, but only just. Fuck it, I was getting into bed anyway. They would stay up long enough to get there. I tipped my head when I heard the door to my room shut, my eyes meeting Cooper’s as he came through the door. “I’ll take the right side. No snuggling.” I flashed him a grin and then started to limp over to the side of the bed I’d said I’d take. My entire body was aching from the drugs and the fighting and the puking. I needed sleep and I needed it badly. Tomorrow was going to be a test on everyone’s patience when Cooper got to say ‘I do’.

Cooper: *I held Landyn’s gaze for as long as I could before I turned away and barely managed to withhold the growl that threatened at his words because I knew he was right. The cameras were on and I had to show restraint if I wanted to keep Landyn this side of living. I clutched the sandwiches like they were my damn life vest right now and walked with him towards the bed, sticking close in case he needed any help because the last thing I wanted was him falling on his face. I’d rather him grab for me than give Sebastian the satisfaction of seeing that shit. As we got closer, I whipped the covers back and then set the bag of food in the center of the bed* Eat, then take your medicine, I think I grabbed everything, then you can sleep until it’s time to prepare for the ceremony. 

*I let out a jaw popping yawn as I climbed onto my side of the orgy sized bed and leaned against the headboard, watching to make sure Landyn did as he was instructed. I cast my eyes towards the camera and shook my head* I want to make sure we can leave the reception as early as possible. You will need time to recover and the island will be the perfect location for that to happen. If we survive the ceremony that is. 

*I shook my head and sighed. This whole situation was beyond fucked up and I needed….we needed a plan. But I couldn’t think of anything when we were constantly being thrown one thing after another. Which was another reason we needed tomorrow to go weekly. Once we hit the island, we’d have room to breath, room to think, room to simply be* #DayToBeDamnedPt2

[thescreamingdemon]

Day to be Damned Part 1

Cooper: *I hid the locket back in my bag and then double checked the windows and doors to make sure there was nothing suspicious or out of place. I didn’t notice any increased guard activity or anything else and let out a slow breath of relief. Now I just needed to wait for Landyn to find out how everything went with dear old dad. That proved more difficult that I thought it would though. My visit with my mother hadn’t taken all that long. I was too worried about being discovered off the grounds. I was happy knowing that she was going to try to come to the island, if I could make that happen. If they didn’t come up with other plans. Where the fuck was Landyn? I scrubbed my hand through my hair and did another loop around my room when I heard the door slam across the hall. Fucking finally. I started to open the door when I stopped and waited, listening for the sounds of anyone else nearby. The last thing we needed was for nosy fucking busybodies to start catching on at how often we were going back and forth. I took several deep inhales and slowly exhaled as I called on my abilities. I couldn’t rip time like Landyn or travel through dimensions or anything like that. Mechanical manipulation and cloaking were my specialties. I might not have used the cloaking while dealing with humans much, but I had a feeling I was going to be using them quite a bit while I was stuck here. I peered through the peep hole to make sure no one was in the direct path, then watched as the air shifted around the doorway enough that I could open it without detection. I glanced left and right and saw the guards further down, but none turned my way, thankfully. Quietly I closed the door behind me and crossed the hallway to Landyn’s, knocking on his door as I held the energy shift around me to conceal me and now his doorway from any onlookers*

Landyn: [I tugged my shirt over my head then pulled off the duvet to the bed, dumping it in a heap beside the bed and my shirt in the hamper by the door to the bathroom. I figured I’d put it back once I was sure that everything was set up. I quickly started trying to wrap some of the ropes around the beds mattress from side to side, hooking the cuffs to it before starting to knot the ends and tugging to ensure that they were only coming loose by being cut. I ensured there was a cuff for each wrist and my feet, three of the four were ones you buckled into place, the last was good old fashioned metal. I should be able to put my wrist in it and then press against the bed to close it, which would mean I couldn’t open it, but I was capable of closing it myself. I shrugged out of my pants so that I could get comfortable and then checked the monitors that still showed Cooper tossing and turning. I signed, he should have been back by now, which should have meant that he’d click the loop off with a short delay to allow him time to get back into bed. Then as he woke it’d seem like he’d just had a really restless nights sleep. That should easily explain his grumpy disposition with anyone and everyone. Though I still worried, what the hell was taking him so long, and what would happen if he wasn’t back by the time the sun started to rise and Sebastian went on the warpath? I debated checking on him, but then stopped, I had to trust that he’d be back when he said he would be. He trusted me to go into that meeting and ensure he got what he needed, and I had to give him the same. When the knock came I was still focused on my mental checklist in my head, “I’m busy, leave a note and I’ll get back to you in the morning.” I didn’t give the door another thought as I slammed a glass of water on the side table with a straw and then turned to head into the bathroom to pee. If I was going to be tied down in the bed for the next few hours, I was going to ensure I didn’t embarrass myself any further than I needed to. I’d have to remember to send a message to Cooper before I locked down so that he could check in on me before the following evening. I was sure I’d see him before that, for updates if nothing else. I found my heart skipping at the idea and I rubbed at my sternum before washing my hands and walking back into the main room. I hoped the next few hours went quickly so I could do what was needed without getting any of us killed.]

Cooper: *I shifted from one foot to the other as I waited. I knew he was in there, I could hear the movement through the doorway. What the fuck was taking him so …Really. Leave a note. My ass I was leaving a note. I wasn’t waiting until morning to find out how his meeting went. I needed to make sure he was okay or I was never going to be able to sleep. I checked the hallway again, then placed my hand against the lock, waiting one beat and then another before the lock clicked and shifted. I twisted the knob and pushed open the door, stepping inside like I had every damn right to be there. I closed and locked the door behind me and then dropped the cloaking of the hallway. My eyes locked on the male as he entered the room and I took quick steps to close the gap between us* Leave a note? I don’t leave notes, Kulote, and I sure as fuck wasn’t waiting until morning to see you. 

*I reached up to cup the side of his face, my thumb brushing his cheek as I did a quick look over him, cataloging the new injuries he seemed to have accumulated. My nostrils flared at the fresh blood and a low growl built.} Let me take care of your back and you can tell me what happened. 

Landyn: [I span on the balls of my feet when I realised the door had opened, watching until Cooper revealed himself. I had no line of defense other than I was preoccupied. I should have reached for weapons the minute the locks were disengaged. But somewhere in my brain I knew that no one else would try that other than the stubborn ass from across the hall. I stood stock still as he told me exactly what I’d expected him to say. It made me smile to know that I could read him that well. Most of the time anyway. I leaned into the touch, my breath coming easier in ways that I really didn’t want to investigate. I pressed a hand to his chest, the growl rumbling through the both of us, “None of that, I’m fine. The blood is from your soon to be mother in law when she wanted me to back her plans. Then when I went against her, I got the split lip. It’ll heal fast enough. Um……….” I swallowed hard and then stepped back, looking from the male in front of me to the bed and then back, “Your father gave me something, without my knowledge. In my drink. Or he’s fucking with me, I’ve no real idea if it was in there or not. But I am not taking the chance. So…….” I trailed off again and then cleared my throat, straightening as I fell back into what I was comfortable with, “You get to strap me to the bed. I know that falls within the boundaries of what gets you off, so tonight is your lucky night. Soon, apparently, I’ll either want to kill you, fuck you or have you kill me. So that’s going to be a fun few hours.” I threw a wink at Cooper before turning and letting the facade fall from my face. Fucking hell, I really wanted to ask him to go, so whatever happened he didn’t need to see it. Whether the cocktail of shit he put in my water would make me crazy in the violent way, the whore type way or the please kill me now kind of way, I wasn’t sure he’d want to see it. Frankly it could equally make me sick enough to throw up over and over again, which is why I needed a bucket, that would work. I looked around until I found a trash can that I could put on the bed beside me. I needed enough leeway to get water and the can if I needed, but without being able to reach either wrist or my ankles. I turned to face Cooper again, a small, uncertain smile back in place, “You can stay if you want, I’ll update you on the meeting, and you can tell me how it went with your mother. We don’t have long to prepare, a date has been set for you to be married. But I think I managed to find a way to get what we needed for the honeymoon, even if it wasn’t what Jade’s mother wanted.” I shrugged and then stepped closer again, “I probably have time for you to check my back isn’t infected before you get me strapped down, thank you.” I wasn’t sure why I was thanking him, but I wanted him to know that I wasn’t here just out of necessity, and that I was here by choice. I smiled again and then sat on the end of the bed and waited.]

Cooper: *I narrowed my eyes at the touch to my chest and the explanation as my thumb swept over his lower lip* That bitch will die a painful death when the time comes, make no mistake about that. 

*The growl that followed shook me to my core and I had to release my hold on the male before my anger took hold when he stepped back from me. I was going to kill Sebastian if it was the last thing I did. And it might be but it would be worth it to watch the life drain from his eyes for the shit he was putting every one through all for the sake of power he would never have. I saw red as Landyn continued to speak and I heard him, I did. Even if it was slightly muffled through the sound of blood roaring in my ears. He went from rambling about my father drugging him to the wedding…a wedding I didn’t give two fucking shits about right now. I stood frozen while he managed a bucket and fucked around with some more water even as I had to try to focus my energy to keep from zapping every bit of mechanical energy in the room. My father could manipulate me all he wanted, he was a fucking master at it. He could twist and try to make me produce some hellspawn that was never going to happen in this farce of a mating, but if he drugged Landyn, without even knowing what he meant to me, that meant he was coming here himself…or worse, sending his little minions down here to ‘show he wasn’t to be fucked with’ he had gone to far. And because I sure as fuck wasn’t going to leave him at my father’s mercy like this, that meant shit was going to hit the fan a lot sooner than we planned on it happening. The moment he stepped close again, my rage simmered slightly and I could almost see clearly. I let out a slow breath until he stepped away and narrowed my eyes at him* I dont give a flying fuck about the wedding or when it is. My mother will help but that will obviously have to wait. If you’re drugged…we don’t have time for anything else now. Strip down the rest of the way and lay on your stomach, I will take care of you and…anything else that happens tonight

Landyn: [My head snapped back up at the command. I could feel the anger radiating off Cooper, but there was little I could do about it. As long as he didn’t go hounding after his father and ruin the whole thing before we even started this thing. I had to get through the next few hours, or however long it took for it to get out of my system. I could already feel my stomach starting to curl and I was hesitant to tie myself up. But I needed to know that everyone else was safe, and I wasn’t going to be coerced into doing something stupid. I exhaled and then nodded. Probably better all around, that was it was easy to clean up. I stood again and pushed off my boxers, stepping out of them and then putting them in the basket so that they weren’t in the way. I gave the room another look around and then sighed. I knew from Cooper’s phrasing that he was expecting, and I cursed myself for not seeing it. I thought it was punishment for having my back healed so fast. But of course Sebastian didn’t think like that. I had outsmarted him with that, and I’d paid the price. And now they’d expect Cooper to be in his room, oblivious. They’d never kill me, but I was sure they’d make me a miserable night. Though nothing would be left to show in the morning, when I was up and ready for the wedding plans, I’d be covered in my formal wear, and no one would be any the wiser. Sebastian had no idea that Cooper would see me before the morning, or that he’d be equally as likely to see me naked. I cleared my throat and then went to lie down. I settled on my stomach and winced at the tenderness that was starting to track over my body. “Lets get on with this. Only thing I ask is that you lock me down on my back so I can do my best. And if anything happens, you cut me loose so I can have your back. You’re good, but I’m better. Though possibly not in the state I’m likely going to be in by then.” I tried for a smile as I shifted to catch Cooper’s eye. I wasn’t going to pretend that I wasn’t enjoying the view, and the fact I was lying here naked while he was about to put his hands on me did exactly what it normally did. I shifted uncomfortably and rolled my shoulders, “You need to hurry though.” Cooper: *I went and grabbed a wet cloth to wash off his back while he was getting situated, though I did hesitate while checking out that ass. The only marks I wanted on him were mine and every one that my father put on him he’d pay for ten times over. I’d make sure of that. I came back after Landyn was laid out and secured his wrists with the provided cuffs, my lips curving up regardless of the reason for it. He was right, this was a position I would like him in, willingly, one day. Once he was secure, I trailed my fingers down his spine before I stood and undid my jeans, kicking off my boots and then shoving my jeans off so I can get comfortable* One day, we’ll do this without the drugs, Kulote. And you’ll love every minute of it. I’ll try to make this as painless as I can though…or at least as pleasantly painful as I can

*I nipped his jaw as I leaned down and then threw a leg over his hips, straddling his ass. First I took the wet rag and wiped it over every wound, cleaning each one thoroughly as I thought about what he said. I waited until his back was clean, then grabbed the ointment, I rolled my hips against his ass and dropped a kiss on a neck before I started covering up each of the gouges in his skin* If they come, and I’m sure they will. I’ll undo your restraints. I’ll cloak myself in the corner at first so they don’t even know I’m here until it’s too late. I’m guessing they won’t want to draw a fuss from outside because they won’t want me to to hear anything. We’ll use that to our advantage. For now, just let me take care of you.

Landyn: [I didn’t say anything as my hands were cuffed. I’d highlight it again later, instead I lay still and calmed my breathing. I hated being taken care of, though if I was honest, it hadn’t happened before. Or not that I could remember. I came from a decent sized family, and demons weren’t always the best at looking after their young. Thankfully I had siblings who were older and ensured I stayed alive. Until I was old enough to deal with my own powers and then I was able to move through time to get what I wanted. Food, drink, sex, parties etc etc. The list was endless when you could jump around anywhere you wanted. And yet here I was, refusing to do the thing I was born to do in order to ensure I could protect Cooper. I jumped forward, and I’d not be around to help. Which worked normally when no one was around to find me or needed me. But when they were expecting me somewhere, that’s when there was complications. And it sucked. I felt rather than saw Cooper return to the bed and I shifted slightly, groaning at the scrape of teeth before hissing out a breath when I felt him settle his weight on me, “Minus the shit in my system is good.” I ground down, my molars shifting over each other with each scrape of the cloth. Despite the feeling of Cooper against my ass, his hips rolling to distract me, that didn’t stop the pain shooting through me each time he hit a particularly deep part. I exhaled at the last slide of his fingers against my back and then tipped my chin upwards, looking at him over my shoulder, “There’s gauze over in the cupboard, cover my back so I can lie on my back and then get me settled on my back. Wrist and ankles should keep me down. But I have extra rope if you need it. The only reason I haven’t done one around my neck was in case I was sick. I would instinctively lean forward and I didn’t want to choke myself. Without my hands, I can’t use my abilities to go back and stop myself tying myself up.” I snorted at myself and then sighed, “I hate needing help, but if you swear you’ll cloak and cut the rope to my hands so I can get free if I need to, we’ll play it out. You never know, we might learn something about your father. And if I am projectile vomiting, I’m sure I can aim at at least one of them.” I grinned widely and winked at him. Hoping he stayed with me and made being tied up worth my while, even if I was a begging mess through the whole thing. Control was something I didn’t give up easily, and it was the one weak spot Sebastian had exploited to ensure I was humiliated and alone. All I could do was ride it out and hope I didn’t horrify Cooper enough to lose his confidence in me at being able to do my job. “You ready for whatever happens today?”

Cooper: *I resisted the urge to swat his ass when he started getting mouthy, but only because he was injured and that wasn’t exactly that my thing. Instead I leaned down and bit just below his ear with a low hiss* You’re not given the orders around here, Kulote. Your back needs air for right now. It needs to dry out some with the ointment.  Draw the poison and shit out of it. I swear to you, I will cut you free the moment there’s trouble. Not a second later. Besides, if you’re on your back, I can’t do this…

*I slid down his legs and let my hands run down his back to squeeze and knead those plump ass cheeks of his, spreading and pushing them together as I tried to distract him a little* No need to choke yourself. I trust you not to hurt me. Anyone else, you have free reign to kill should they enter your room without permission. My father should know that better than anyone.

*I gave a nod as I continued the teasing massage, my thumb dipping between his cheeks as I let out a sigh. How this male could make me want to fuck him through the mattress while at the same time force me to have a civil conversation wasn’t something I was used to. Definitely not something I understood. Fucking and conversation were not something that went hand in hand. You fuck, you move on. He made me want the whole damn package. I wasn’t quite sure how that made me feel. So for now, I was going to continue to focus on how he felt, which when he was wrapped around me, was pretty fucking good. * I’m ready for anything. My mother is ready to help…can you convince them to allow the honeymoon to occur on the island of Paras? My father thinks it’s his…it isn’t. There are dukes in place who will help us, help you protect us. My mother wants Leighton left for her to handle. She’s just making sure Remmy, my brother, is secure first. 

Landyn: [I shivered hard and then groaned when Cooper’s teeth scraped along the sensitive skin just under my ear. My body itching to get closer to him, to get my hands on him as he teased. That tease only increased when he settled and started working his hands over me. I was already hard, but I swear I could have drilled through the bed by the time he started speaking. I managed a sarcastic “Yes Sir” with a mini hand salute when I was told who was giving the orders. But I didn’t manage anything other than a low groan of acceptance and a nod when he explained about my back. As uncomfortable as I was, I managed to arch my back slightly, pressing closer to those prying hands. I understood the logic of allowing my back to heal, but I was also tempted to explain that whatever was in my system wasn’t about to just disappear. I licked my lips and swallowed hard as I tried to understand what was real in my bodies reaction and what was just part of Sebastian’s fucked up plan. Part of me wanted him to keep touching me, each trail of his fingers over my skin was sending messages to my brain that were igniting that fire in my gut. It pushed me to want to beg him to ignore my back and touch me everywhere. On the other hand I wanted to punch him in the face for daring to come anywhere near me. I couldn’t seem to find a happy medium. I felt my breathing increase, and again I had no idea if it was anger or lust that was causing it, or the pure panic that came with knowing I wasn’t going to be in charge of my body. Fuck that was going to be awful. I swallowed again and tugged at my restraints, trying not to make it obvious to Cooper that I was panicking, I didn’t want to worry him any more than he probably was.

My brain filtered that he was talking, and I exhaled hard, breathing back in almost as soon as my chest expelled the air, “Done it. It’s done. It makes sense, I told him. That’s what the slap was for. Sebastian agreed with me. Or so he says.” I barely got the last part out before I had to swallow around my panic again, “You’ve got to go Cooper. I’m not sure I can’t handle you being here for this. I’m not myself, I’ve got no control over what’s happening. I want to beg you to fuck me and I want to punch you all at the same time right now. Not to mention the fact I want to throw up just to see if I can get it out of my system faster. It’s only going to get worse. Please help me.” I knew I wasn’t making sense. Asking him to leave, asking him to stay. Sebastian was going to fucking pay for this, even if I had to work magic I’d not used in a lifetime to do it. Time was a fun thing, and if I had to abuse it to ensure Sebastian got what he deserved, I’d do it. No matter the consequences.]

Cooper: *I kept my fingers teasing over Landyn’s ass, stroking and kneading along his skin. Knowing my father, the shit he used was strong and would fuck Landyn up more than he’d admit. Unfortunately for him, I was a stubborn asshole who wasn’t going anywhere, no matter what he tried to say otherwise. My thumb worked down over that tight ring then lower to trace that taut skin that ran between his sac and his ass, slow and languidly, despite the fire his body was putting out. I kept my voice even to try to counter the panic he was trying so desperately not to show me.* Good, that’s very good. We’ll be far enough away he can’t hurt you for a while too, that’ll buy us some time. 

*I curled my fingers around the base of his cock, squeezing slightly and pulsing them with each breath that I took. My other hand still moving in slow circles over his ass* I’m not going anywhere, Landyn. You can get that thought out of your head right now. I have to be here for when they come. But I also WANT to be here to take care of you. You think you can frighten me off because you want to hit me…like you’re the first. The only problem with that plan is it would require me to untie you and that’s not happening right now so your only other option is asking me to fuck you…and you know that wouldn’t be a problem, don’t you? I have no problems fucking this tight ass, and though I prefer it when it’s you wanting and not my father’s drugs speaking, I will do whatever you need me to do, Kulote.

*I pressed my thumb against that tight ring once more, applying just enough pressure while my other hand was still pulsating around the base of his cock* My father thinks he’s clever with his little concoctions. He’ll pay dearly for this one, make no mistakes about that. 

Landyn: [I couldn’t think properly. The feeling of Coopers fingers and palm sweeping over my skin was enough to drive everything else out my head. I rolled my shoulders and tried to relax, but it was nearly impossible. I didn’t want him to have to see me like this, I could feel the need to jump through time itching over my skin. Each pass of his hand only added to that. But then he’d be left unattended, and should something happen, it was much harder to go back and undo it. I could take him with me, but then who knows what we’d miss. I hated being a part of this, not being on my own any more, able to do whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. And now it seemed likely I’d never go back to that. Didn’t want to if truth be old, really. As easy as it might be, I couldn’t voice that, but I knew it was in my head. I couldn’t explain why I was so attached, and without warning as well. When I’d wandered into that fucking auto shop to drop off the weekly inventory I hadn’t for one second thought I’d end up here. I cursed Bob back and forth for dying at his post, and yet here I was wanting more of this demon’s touch. I knew my breathing was elevated, and yet I had no idea if it was because of my panic or the teasing touches from Cooper. The asshole was teasing me in ways that were guaranteed to short circuit my brain. I heard his words, though it felt like he was speaking them through some kind of water tank. They were mostly muffled, and I recognised it as panic, rage and arousal all combined in one. “I want you not to see me like this. When I start puking everywhere I am sure that’ll really turn you on.” I snorted and then groaned as Coopers talented fingers continued to push my body and mind higher and higher. I didn’t try to stop myself from moving into his touch, hips rolling in time with each pulse. I curled my hands into fists and dropped my forehead to the bed, glad for about 3 minutes that my feet weren’t tied so I could use my knees to push up, encouraging more of the soothing touches. Though when that total pissed off rage hit, it took far more of my control than I liked to keep myself from aiming at the male at my back to kick him clean across the room. I growled low, teeth grinding to hold myself in some kind of control, “He’ll pay, but not until it’s time to show our cards. We do anything before that and we’re both dead. I can’t bring you back if I’m dead. He wants me for that, he needs me for that. To bring you back when you push his buttons. It’s the only fucking reason I’m here. He’s just playing, this is him just playing. To fuck with you, well, with me. You’re meant to be sleeping. Then wedding bells tomorrow night, or I guess tonight since it’s already passed midnight. Shit. Just knock me the fuck out or something before I say something I shouldn’t.” I bit down on my bottom lip, body still alive with the touches. Unable to stop myself from arching into the pressure, or pressing closer and wanting more.]

Cooper: *I tightened my legs over Landyn’s when I felt the fight in them but otherwise kept up the slow tease of my fingers down the seam of his ass while my other hand teased his cock* Why not, you watched me throw up all over whoever the fuck that was again when we first arrived here. Not a big deal. Keep trying to fight me, Landyn. I’m not going anywhere and the sooner you realize that, the better off you’ll be.

*My voice stayed even as I leaned down and gave a hard nip of teeth to his shoulder blade, my hand coming free of his cock as I reached for the lube. I sat back up and dribbled a generous amount along his ass and dropped it to the floor as my thumb continued to work the tight ring, teasing the tip of finger inside with each of my words* If I’m meant to be sleeping, this is something else. This is to prove something to you, not me. I’m not supposed to know about this because he knows if I found out you’re being fucked with…fuck…

*It hit me then like a ton of bricks. Something Jade had said at our first meeting. A look my father had given me. I went to say something more when I heard it. Footsteps. Several of them. Coming closer. Fuck. I leaned down and ripped Landyn’s restraints apart and tossed him his pants as I was tugging my own jeans back on before I moved to the corner as I promised. I was certain my vision bled to red as I heard the scratching at the door moments before I concealed myself, blending into the corner along with the meager belongings in his room. It didn’t matter how many my father sent or what message he thought he was sending. The message that was going to be returned was that he had severely underestimated his opponents. And that would be the first of his many mistakes*

Landyn: [I flat our groaned again when Cooper’s legs tightened. Each touch was like a thousand on a normal day and I wanted so much more, while also wanting to buck him off. My stomach was still feeling fragile, but it was a fleeting thought that worked over my consciousness before disappearing with the overwhelming emotions that came with everything else. How long had this stuff been in my system already? How much longer did I have before I was back in control. The only thing that was stopping me from panicking entirely was the constant touch of Coopers fingers as they moved over me, working my cock and ass in tandem. I was moving between both, hips still rocking, though I was frustrated that I couldn’t touch back. My fists were balled, and with each roll I seemed to tug on the restraints. I’d have bruises in the morning, but I didn’t care. I nodded in understanding that Cooper wasn’t going to leave, that he was going to do exactly what I’d do if the situation was reversed. I heard Cooper grab the lube, but it didn’t really register until the cold hit my hot skin, and I hissed out a breath, twitching slightly before my body relaxed again. I had to relax, I wanted to, especially when I felt the pressure from Coopers finger, and I almost started mumbling out a “fuck yes” before he started speaking. Though I wasn’t really listening, I did hear the sudden stop. I frowned and tipped my head, opening my mouth to speak and then I heard what Cooper was hearing. Footsteps, hushed whispers and they were coming towards my door. I felt my heart rate pick up for entirely different reasons than the one it had been beating for a minute earlier. I growled low and then felt Cooper pull the restrains off the bed. I pulled on my jeans, buttoning them enough to stay up, and then rolled off the other side of the bed to the way Cooper had gone. I tugged open a drawer and yanked out my knives. I had a favourite set of weapons, though I could use pretty much anything you threw at me. They balanced perfectly, were so sharp I could slice through most things without effort, and they shone brightly where I’d looked after them. I curled my fingers around them and rolled my shoulders. I then heard the handle to the door get tried, and I rolled my eyes. What a bunch of idiots. Break it down, unlock it with a key, pick it. But don’t try it to announce you’re here. I snorted and then threw the duvet back on the bed, covering the restraints so I could settle on it and stuff the knives under the pillow. I figured if Sebastian was behind this, they were coming in with fists and bats. Nothing that would kill me or leave me with open wounds that Sebastian hadn’t put there. They were his mark to show I was his employee, and no one was to touch me. It made me growl to think on, but I kept my eyes trained at the door. After another minute the door was thrown open and eight males pushed through the small entrance. They stumbled to a stop when they saw me watching them from the bed. I was still having to try and get my head in the game, the concoction rushing through me made it hard to stop my body wanting to fuck them and fight them. I was still hard, and that probably didn’t help their confusion. “You guys been sent to look after me? Your master shouldn’t have, I’d have been fine with my hand and a punching bag. To send eight of you really is so lovely of him. Please send my regards when you get back to him.” I winked at the one closest to me and waggled my brows. I noted most started growling in obviously offense, but a couple gave me a once over, their lips curling into a nasty smirk. I focused on them, “You’ve been sent to rough me up, right? Surely you want to have some fun first. Can’t be fun beating on someone without making it a challenge? Why not put those bats to good use. You know I’ll scream for you.” I ran my tongue along my bottom lip while making eye contact with the two who hadn’t growled at my earlier statement. They stepped forward and I curled my hands into fists. Waiting on them making a move before making mine, I wasn’t stupid enough to step up first, then Sebastian would have a reason to pardon these idiots. They needed to put their hands on me, or take a swing, then I would happily school them on who they were dealing with. Cooper was just a fun little bonus present they got for coming into the wrong room and ruining my buzz.]

Cooper: *It took more restraint than I knew I possessed to stand there silently when the door flung open and the goons began to pile into Landyn’s room. I recognized most of them. How could I not. Several of them had been responsible for the beating that night that nearly killed Remmy. There was no fucking way I was letting them get their hands on Landyn. But I had to wait. Had to bide my time. My father thought he was sending a message but he was wrong. So very wrong. This was going to be a message to him instead. I took a slow breath and watch Landyn taunting the eight assholes as they entered the room. Waited until the closed the door. I moved silently around the room to block their exit now. My muscles twitching as the first launched himself at Landyn. I think half were ready to fuck, the other half ready to fight. Maybe both. Sadly for them, the moment they laid a hand on him, they signed their own fates. I grabbed the legs of one out from under him and sent him face first to the floor. He looked around in confusion, trying to figure out what he had tripped over. Even more so when his leg started to twist in a direction opposite from the way it was meant to, all on its own. This drew the attention of two others. Not enough to give Landyn a clearing but it was a start. The three were fighting a ghost, they swung haphazardly in my direction as I snapped the demon’s leg cleanly in half just below the knee. I just needed to buy enough time to see what Landyn was playing at, then we could either end them all or send them hobbling back in tears to my father. Either way, I was going to have fun with them for fucking with what was mine*  #DayToBeDamnedPt1

[thescreamingdemon]

Drug of Choice (@TattedTransient)

Landyn: [I’d given it the time needed, or the 10 minutes that I knew Cooper was waiting. I was dressed in the normal royal bollocks that showed respect and obedience. It was basically the same gear I’d had on when I was escorting Cooper to the dinner, but I didn’t have to take my weapons. Or add the facepaint. Which was a relief. I ran my fingers through my hair and then double checked the screen, nodding when it showered the same loop still running. I gave the room a once over and then moved to Coopers room, I knew he wouldn’t be there, but I knocked anyway. I waited a normal 30ish seconds and then opened the door, growling quietly in the hopes anyone within earshot would assume I was replying to some snarky comment of Coopers, “I’m going to a meeting, don’t get into trouble while I’m gone. I’ll be a few hours, if you need anything let the guards know at the end of the corridor and they’ll get me. All safety features are engaged so you’re safe. Try and sl……..fine, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I pulled the door shut, muttering about what an asshole he was on my way down the corridor. I could see the smirks of the other guards who were probably aware of my less than stellar track record, and my even less stellar personality. I nodded at a few that I knew more than the others and then rounded the corner that took me straight to Sebastian’s office. I kept my eyes straight ahead, focused on getting in there, and then getting out without incident. I was so focused I let my guard down, so when the hand closed around my throat, I couldn’t do much more than curl my fingers around the wrist, noting immediately that it was that of a female. I could have snapped it in a heartbeat, but I activated my brain instead and swung my gaze around to the mother of the bride, “Leighton, Ma’am, what can I do for you?” I kept my eyes locked on hers, knowing I only had to show submission to Sebastian and Cooper while in public. Leighton was fair game, and it would appear she knew it from the smirk on her face. That didn’t stop her fingers tightening, and her sharp talons digging into my skin just under my jaw on both sides, “Landyn, it’s nice to catch you before we go in. My daughter has some rather specific ideas on what she wants, and am sure Sebastian will argue many of them. I wanted us to come to an understanding before we went in.” She didn’t say more than that, but I knew what she wanted. I nodded quickly and then inclined my head slightly in a show of respect. “Cooper will want Jade happy, and I am sure that her ideas will meld with his perfectly. I will do the best I can to support your wishes for your daughter. Regardless of Sebastian, I am here as a voice for Cooper, not as an automatic second for Sebastian.” It was risky to throw that out there with ears being everywhere, but I didn’t care right at that moment. I had to have them both on side, Sebastian needed me in case his temper went too far. Leighton needed me to push Jade’s corner from Cooper’s side. I cleared my throat when the female stepped back, her thumb running over my lip before she ran her tongue over the tiny blood drops at the tip of each nail. She nodded again and then turned to walk ahead of me, waiting by the door for me to open it and announce her presence.

I stepped past Leighton and knocked once, I waited for the voice to echo through the heavy wood before opening the door and stepping so my back was to it, stopping it swinging shut again, “Leighton of Az has arrived.” I waited until Leighton swept by me before I stepped further into the room and let the door click shut behind me. Sebastian and Leighton embraced briefly before he came over and inclined his head towards me. The permanent look on his face, like he was sucking lemons and liked it made him look cruel but like he was amused by it. I exhaled quietly and waited until he was done looking me over before he moved back towards his desk. He sat down and gestured for us to do the same thing. I waited for Leighton to pick her seat before taking the other empty one. Sebastian waited a heartbeat before turning to me. “They getting along, Azathoth?” I flinched at the name that I hadn’t used in a very long time, preferring to keep my human name anywhere I went. I knew they’d already announced me to the fucking world and their baby when we’d had the introduction dinner, but it still didn’t sit well with me. I exhaled and then nodded, asking to be called something else would only end up being the last thing I was called, “They spent a few hours together in Cooper’s room.” I heard Leighton inhale sharply, her disapproval pouring off her. Sebastian didn’t take his eyes off me though, “They were chaperoned by myself and Jade’s guard Sky at all times. They talked and got to know each other after they’d finished the meal.” I turned my attention to leighton, “I walked your daughter and Sky to their part of the………of your home Sebastian, and then went back to check on Cooper. Then I came here.” I nodded and kept it at that. Knowing I’d either get questions or I’d get prodded until I snapped. Sebastian stayed quiet for a minute, long enough that I though I might just have got away with it. But then he gestured at me, “I believe you were punished yesterday for the embarrassment of Leighton and myself at the hands of your charge. It was meant to last longer than a few hours. I hadn’t realised my son had an understanding of these things, though it probably should have crossed my mind.” I cleared my throat, but lowered my gaze to the desk so I didn’t look like I was challenging him. The next words out of his mouth were certainly meant to push my buttons, “Shirt off so I can see what’s left of your punishment. I don’t feel you’ve really learnt anything from it.” I exhaled hard but stood anyway, “Of course, sir.” I parroted, like it was second nature, even though I was sure they could both hear my back teeth grinding together. I pulled my shirt over my head, wincing at the pull from the gashes that were still very sore across my back. The only thing they weren’t was infected with poison. I felt Leighton’s heated gaze as I turned for Sebastian to be able to inspect my back. Why were all the older demons horny shit who didn’t understand boundaries. My jaw was still stinging from the nail marks I knew would still be visible. I held still and heard Sebastian stand and move around the desk, tisking as he went, “They look good, like someone took good care of you. My son isn’t a total barbarian then. That should please you Leighton, he might be able to give your daughter the best of both worlds. Kind and caring when needed, but strong and dominant when she gets out of hand.” The amusement that dripped from each word had me hiding a shiver. Cooper was all of that, but Sebastian didn’t need to know that from me. Instead I kept my chin lowered and waited until I felt the cold metal from his extended talons on my shoulder. I tipped my chin towards it and looked over my shoulder, “I’ll work out what to do with you after this meeting is concluded. We have work to do first.” He let the metal trail over my shoulder and down my arm, gripping my wrist in the same place he’d buried the things in only a few hours before. The tips scraped over the wounds, making me hiss in a breath. He urged me to turn, and I did, taking in both of them as I faced them again, “You wanted me here to discuss wedding plans and the honeymoon. I’m not sure it’s something Cooper has ever thought about, but I can take back whatever is decided, including timescales, and then he’ll he better equipped to deal with whatever comes.” I nodded and watched Sebastian’s smirk turn amused, “It’d be a terrible thing if my son wasn’t well equipped to deal with whatever I threw at him.” Leighton laughed and stood too. I made a move to grab my shirt, but she took it before I could reach it, placing it on her seat before twirling a finger in the air, “Lets get this started, I’m tired and I want to speak with my daughter about her evening.” I linked my fingers in front of myself and thanked everything I could that the trousers hadn’t had to come off too. Sebastian seemed to click back into business mode as he spoke, “I was thinking of a traditional wedding ceremony, robes, sacrifice, the normal couple standing in for the bride and groom for those of us who enjoy that kind of show.” He looked at Leighton, who was flushed but smiling. The cruelty in her gaze always surprised me, even though it shouldn’t. The whole thing sickened me, watching two people fuck in the middle of a crowd of people hadn’t ever appealed to me, but I had to admit it was good that it wasn’t Cooper who would be expected to do that. He’d never go for the sacrifice either, no matter who it was. Angel, demon, human, he’d not go for it. I opened my mouth to speak when Sebastian started up again, “Though I guess we could jump the gun and add some cotton to surround the platform and just go all out with Cooper and Jade, but I can’t think that would be fun for anyone involved, including myself.” And we’d hate Sebastian to be put out watching his son fuck another female. God forbid. I licked my lips and risked a glance at Leighton. The bitch was actually considering it. What the fuck. This was her daughter?? I shuffled slightly on the spot to get their attention, “I am not sure Cooper will be overly willing to sacrifice someone on his wedding day. You know I do what I can to keep him in line, but to avoid any unnecessary embarrassment of yourself and the Az house, it might be worth skipping that one?” I shrugged a shoulder and looked between them both. They were communicating silently, I waited and waited until they nodded, “Fine, no sacrifice. Unless anyone attacks in the next day or so, In which case we’ll take one of them.” I didn’t nod, but I didn’t challenge it. It was the best I could do. Sebastian returned to his desk and jotted down some notes before looking back at the two of us, “Now, the choice of where they go for their honeymoon. I would think somewhere close would be advantageous for us all, keep them safe.” I worked hard not to react to that, the only person who they weren’t safe from was in this room. And the further away they were, the better off. I felt Leighton step forward, “Can they not skip that part? There’s perfectly good homes here they can have, move them into their marital home and they can start learning the ropes from day one.” I almost laughed. Holy shit, that would go down like a led balloon. I saw Sebastian narrow his eyes and I stepped forward slightly, “Or, we could find somewhere that’s small and secluded, close enough to get to within a days travel but that offers protection from all sides.” I didn’t even feel the slap until after my head had snapped to the side. I growled instinctively and ran my tongue over the blood that was welling above the cut to my lip, “We spoke about this.” Was all the explanation I got from Leighton. I nodded and then frowned as Sebastian handed me a glass of water. I took it and drank down a few drops, using it to wash the cut to my lip. I knew it’d swell and continue bleeding. It had be sliced my the huge ass rings Leighton used. But I shook my head, “I’m not disagreeing with you to be a dick, sweetheart. I am trying to give you both what you want, look….” I stepped up to the map that Sebastian had on his wall, the anger from my nickname flaring through Leighton even as I moved away to study the map. I ran my finger lightly over it and then located what I wanted, though I had no idea where the thought had come from, “Ok, so you want safe and secluded, you want somewhere easily reachable for them to start learning their place. They’ll need somewhere away from everything to fuck, since they’re not like Sebastian here.” I heard the growl and I had no idea why I was provoking either one of them, but I hoped it would mean their minds weren’t entirely on the job and they’ve give me what I wanted, “Look, this here, the land of Paras. It offers all that. It’s within a days travel, easily. Myself and Sky will go with them, and you can summon me home in seconds with the powers I got from my father. You also know with what I learned from my mother’s side, I can see strategy when I see it.” I turned and then stepped back as Leighton pressed the tip of a knife under my throat. I tipped my chin as the metal bit into my skin. She was pissed, and rightfully so, but as I let my gaze drift to Sebastian he just smiled and reached out to use his talons to lower Leighton’s wrist. “He’s right, it’s a good plan and one that suits us all. I control enough of the land there that it’ll be easy to ensure they are working on that heir that we need and want.” I nodded and handed the glass back to Sebastian, thankful I hadn’t dropped it. I moved past them both so I could grab my shirt before Leighton got to it and tugged it on. They were whispering in the corner, and I stood quietly as I waited. After a minute Leighton smiled and then started for the door, she let her fingers trail along my lower back on her way out, inching up under the hem of my shirt even as I stiffened, “See you later Landyn, enjoy the rest of your day.” The way she said it had me frowning, and I turned my attention back to Sebastian, “We set a date yet?” He nodded and stepped up close. The door closing barely registered until he was in my face. I could see the amusement from earlier had bled from his eyes, and I swallowed thickly. “You wanna tell me so I can get back to bed?” He nodded and reached an arm around my waist, those fucking talons digging into the wound on my back until I felt it open up again. I winced but otherwise didn’t show any kind of discomfort to the move. Asshole wasn’t getting that. He moved with me stepping backwards to each of his forward steps. Oh how I wished I was free to kill the bastard, he’d have been dead before he even heard me arrive. I was sure he could see that thought in my eyes, because the humour returned for a moment, “Wishing you weren’t having to bow to my every need Landyn? Call me sir and do exactly as I ask when I ask, regardless of what my son might say or do about it?” He smirked widely and I nodded slightly, no point lying about it. He was pissing me off, and my back was screaming. Each shift of muscle caused more damage. When my back hit the wall I hissed and then straightened and went stiff as Sebastian leaned in and whispered in my ear. I felt the blood rush from my face, and it took everything I had not to throw up right then and there. Sebastian chuckled and then stepped backwards again, leaving me room to escape. I didn’t do more than growl at him before I rushed past him. Throwing open the doors to his office and legging it back down the hall to my room. I could see Leighton with some of the guards whispering and laughing, but I had to get inside and figure out what the point of all this was. I made it to my room in record time, not even bothering to check to see if Cooper was back yet, I trusted him. I skidded to a stop and fumbled with the key before I managed to get the door to unlock. I slammed it shut behind me and quickly made my way to the bag I had stashed under the bed. I tugged out a length of rope, some chains and leather cuffs. My breathing was so hard I was sure I could see stars dancing around the edges of it. I tried to calm myself while also working out how best to tie myself to the bed for the rest of the night and following day. I had just over 24 hours to get myself better before Cooper was to be married, and he’d need me by his side. #DrugofChoice

[thescreamingdemon]

Seeking Allies (@SirGreaseMonkey)

Cooper : *I waited ten minutes, pacing back and forth in my room until I was certain I was going to wear a damn groove mark in the marble, but when Landyn didn’t come back, I knew it was time to go. I had already waited long enough and time was not on our side. Not when it came to this fucking nightmare of a problem we had bearing down on us. Walking over to the window, I slid it open and groaned when I saw just how little it actually opened. Apparently dear old dad didn’t trust me all that much. Too bad for him I’d learned to get my ass through tighter situations lately. I climbed on the window sill and slid my boots through first then my legs, wiggling my self through the narrow gap. I arched when I could and squeezed myself until I was hanging just by my fingertips outside. I shifted my hold and twisted so I could adjust my footing and actually look down, then counted to ten before I kicked off and landed the ten feet below, tucking and rolling as soon as I hit the ground so I didn’t fuck myself before I even began this mission. I had to get off the property. If I tried to do the spell I needed to do here, Sebastian and his goons would be on me like flies on shit. I needed distance. And time…but I would have to settle for one of those for now. I stuck to the shadows, ducking behind the grand gardens and using the fragrant scents to mask myself as I stayed low to the ground. I didn’t want to risk setting off any traps by not seeing them in advance. Who knew what tricks my father had up his sleeves in the years I’d been gone. I didn’t want to think at how long it had taken me to reach the edge of the property, I can only hope it wasn’t as long as it had felt. And that Landyn was doing his part to keep daddy dickhead occupied. Though I’d still rather he had stayed in his room like we originally planned. The stubborn ass was going to drive me insane….and yet, I sort of liked the thought of that. Shaking my head, I tried to push the cheeky blond from my mind as I pushed to my feet and ran deep into the dead forest until I thought I was far enough, then I pulled the locket from my pocket and placed it on the ground. I pressed the clasp and opened it, revealing the picture inside, along with the very sharp pin tacked opposite. I pressed my thumb hard against it and whispered my mothers name as the blood trickled inside the platinum oval. I said that I needed her. The blood bubbled. I said he found me a bride. The blood boiled. The air shifted and a hand reached out, clawed fingers forming from the picture of my regal mother. It wasn’t as bad as Landyn’s little time rip, but it was fucking close…the fingers grabbed my shirt and I was tugged, twisted, yanked…

Motherfuckballs.

I landed on my ass and stared, or tried to stare up at the petite redhead standing before me.* Really, ma. Couldn’t you, just once, make the trip a little more pleasant?

*She laughed soft and offered me a hand, which I of course took, and after I found my feet, I wrapped her up for a hug. She barely reached my chest, but I knew better than to underestimate her small stature. She’d knock me on my ass in a heartbeat if I tried. Because she fought to keep me safe and away from the politics below, I didn’t get to see her as often as I had liked. Neither of wanted the undue attention. Desperate times though… “It’s been too long, Lanmar. What is this nonsense about Sebastian finding you a bride? Come, tell me what is going on. Tell me what I can do.” She hooked her arm in mine and led me down a familiar path, one that instantly calmed my heart and mine to a peace I only felt…”Who is he, Lanmar?” I blinked and turned to look at her, dumbstruck. “Don’t give me that look. I know you better than you think. Your mind went somewhere just now. I shook my head and let out a soft sigh* It doesn’t matter, ma. Until this shit with Sebastian is settled…

*We walked into her kitchen where she promptly started to brew a concoction of..well, whatever the hell she threw into the pot. It smelled like ass and usually tasted worse, though I knew it was something I was going to have to drink regardless. Two mugs were pulled from the cabinet, filled with the steaming liquid and then one was slid towards me, “Start talking, Cooper.” I took a seat at the counter and stared at the mug, avoiding her studious gaze for as long as I could before I was lifting the mug to my lips and taking a sip. The next thing I knew, I was telling her everything. From the angel in my apartment to getting dragged off to Sebastian’s to meet my new bride. I had tried to avoid the subject of the blond demon I was worried about, but she knew…and she pulled that information from me too. Her smile widened and I could see the wheels turning. “We knew this was coming. We tried to avoid this, but Sebastian has always been a greedy bastard. The fact he is teaming up with Leighton actually bodes well for us. We will need time, Lanmar. You will need to go through with this farce of a marriage. Then, take your bride and guards away, preferably to the land of Paras if you can arrange it. Your dukes will be waiting there. They can help the cheeky one with further planning. It will take skills and cunning. Things you’ve not had to use in the human realm. I know it will be hard for you, Cooper. You’re not used to placating Sebastian, but for now, please try to behave yourself in his presence.” She paused for a moment and turned away, “Let me make sure that Remington is still securely hidden from Sebastian’s clutches. Because we know if his plan’s fail with you, he will not stop until he has the power he seeks. If you do not kill him, he will destroy your little brother, Cooper. He almost succeeded when rumors about you were twisted and became about Remmy instead. Sebastian nearly killed him when he thought…when he found out…” I sighed and hung my head. And there it was. The guilt trip I should have expected. My brother was only a few years younger than I was, but we looked a lot a like and when I would go out, it was easy enough to let people assume I was him. I couldn’t let them know my true identity. Not as Sebastian’s heir. That was a fucking death sentence. For me and any guy I was caught fucking. The spare though….no one would brag about that shit. Until one guy did. I scrubbed my hand over my face and nodded slowly* I’ll take care of it, ma. Make sure Remmy stays safe. What about this Leighton though, how do we handle her?

*A slow, wicked smile formed on my mother’s face, “I’ll handle Leighton. Don’t you worry about her.” And a chill ran down my spine. We talked for a little longer but not too much because my time was running out. I knew I had to get my ass back and so did she. She kissed my forehead and told me she’d see me in the Paras lands in a few weeks time. Then a blink, and shift, a painful twist and I blinked again, my room came into focus, horrid as it was, with the platinum locket in my hand.*

[thescreamingdemon]

Putting on Appearances

Cooper: *I let out a low growl when he offered the opportunity for me to leave more marks on him and it took every damn ounce of willpower I possessed not to make that happen right damn now. I stood back and gave him room to rinse off, my tongue firmly clenched between my teeth as I narrowed my eyes at him and shook my head* You are pushing your luck, Kulote. You’ll be in robes continuously at this rate. Now get your ass out of my reach before we skip dinner completely, future mate be fucking damned.

*Every time he brought up the bitch I’d soon be sharing my bed with, my blood ran cold. I didn’t need the reminders because I still planned to find a way for us to get out of this damn situation. Yeah…us. He didn’t need to be tangled in my father’s games. I’d play my role as needed until I figured it out, no matter how tempting the option to run was at the moment. I waited until Landyn left the damn bathroom before I turned under the spray and washed myself down, reluctantly as it was. Not only was I washing his scent from my body, I was having that sensation of a lamb being led to slaughter and I didn’t like it one damn bit. I just turned the spray off when I heard Landyn return and stepped out, grabbing the towel to dry off but not to hide myself from him as I stepped into the bedroom area.* You want to get your ass kicked before we go anywhere, don’t you?

* I arched a brow and felt the smirk playing on my lips as I walked to the damn wardrobe filled with all the shit I never wanted to wear, not even on my death bed* What the hell do they have against jeans and a fucking t-shirt? So…do you get out of this gig sooner if I play dutiful son and hus….

*Gagging slightly on the word and the thoughts that sprung up* If I do what’s expected, do you get to get outta this shit hole?

Landyn: [I blinked as he came out of the bathroom, shaking my head when I listened to him grumbling at me. Ensuring I kept my gaze up where it should be, in case anyone was monitoring the cameras. I was well aware of the consequences. I couldn’t help the smirk that lit my face though, “You want to kick my ass before we go and face your father? Here I thought you’d got your frustrations out of your system already.” I winked and made my way towards the wardrobe to join Cooper, a snort sneaking out, “Yeah, that’s not an option. I’m guessing she’s going to be dressed up to the nines for you as well. Be sure to look suitably impressed. I’ve no idea if she’s agreeable to this arrangement or not. It might not just be you who is being thrown to the sharks as it were. And she’ll have far more invested in this, since she doesn’t have to just shut her eyes and think of another.” I shuddered at the thought of what Cooper might have to go through. It was bad enough waking up the morning after and wondering what the fuck you’d been thinking the night before when faced with someone who wasn’t doing it for you. Quite another to have to play house with that person for an undisclosed amount of time. I felt bad for the both of them, but I hoped that if I pissed Cooper off enough, it’d keep him focused, and allow him to bitch at me, which would save him getting into trouble with his father. Or the female who appeared to be the new lady in Cooper’s life’s mother. She looked scary enough for everyone, to manage to stop Cooper’s father in his tracks, and have him do as she said, that was a powerful female. I grabbed up the tight ass trousers and white shirt that looked like it belonged more on a beach than anywhere. Both were covered in some gold and green patterns. They showed Coopers lineage going all the way back, further than I thought they even had histories documenting it. It was impressive to see. But it wouldn’t be comfortable. The shoes were also white, but decorated as with the rest of the outfit. It was a fucking mess, but it was tradition. I handed the outfit off to him and then tried not to laugh, “I hope you have white boxers, that shit is see through and I’m not sure that’s the impression you want to leave them with tonight.” I couldn’t help my laugh, it was a clusterfuck putting Cooper in this position, but it wasn’t my place to do more than ensure he was ready. I made my way back to the foot of the bed and started pulling on my own uniform. Leather and metal and cotton. The whole thing was also in the colours of the family, high collared and pulled tight across my chest, arms and legs. I glanced at Cooper before I strapped on the knifes and pulled my sword to rest between my shoulder blades. I knew I probably looked ridiculous, since it wasn’t what he was used to seeing me like, and up until now, it probably escaped his notice why I’d been put in this position. I’d avoided his question to me up until then, and instead of answering I quickly used the mirror in the bathroom to run some product through my hair to keep it out of my face, adding a streak of green to the right side, then following it down my forehead, over my eye to my jaw. When I came out of the bathroom I met Cooper’s gaze with a tight lipped smile, “You do as expected and I’ll get to keep my life, Coop. I’m in this as long as you are. It’s part of the contract. While you’re here, serving the higher purpose, I’m to do as you wish, protect and serve you. But ensure you do as you’re expected and don’t do anything that would embarrass or upset your father or your intended.” I looked over Cooper, “Looking good. Ready to go?”]

Cooper: *I shrugged a shoulder at at that smirk of his when he asked his question. My mood had soured since the shower as that meant I was one step closer to performing in my father’s little freak show performance. I wasn’t even sure kicking Landyn’s ass would help but it would be a welcome distraction.* Kicking your ass would allow me to get all up in your face without the cameras catching on to what I was doing, sure as shit beats what I really need to be doing, that’s for damn sure.

*I should have known better than to look in the wardrobe. I plucked the damn thing what felt like a hundred times and each time it disgusted me more than the last. I didn’t see a reason I had to put on appearances for something I was being forced into. If anything they should be trying to sell me on this fucking idea, not the other way around. This whole thing was one righteous clusterfuck and it wasn’t made any better by what Landyn had pulled out for me to wear. I shook my head at the pants, especially when he asked about the underwear situation. I didn’t wear them most days and sure as hell never wore tighty whiteys when I did. I narrowed my eyes at the laugh and shook my head as I took the clothes and watched him move to get dressed. I tossed the white pants to the side and dug out a pair of jeans from my own damn bag. They were clean and would do the damn job. I tugged on the faded to almost white jeans and buttoned the fly as I watched Landyn. Yeah, it was a damn good thing I went with jeans rather that linen crap, otherwise I’d be showing off far too much and pissing off far too many in the process. My luck I’m getting the ugly sister or something. Sure the mom and sister that were in my room earlier were pretty as far as chicks went, but for them to arrange some sight unseen bullshit, that was making me almost ask if I needed to bring a bag with me for her face. I let out a low growl as I caught a glimpse of Landyn as he covered up his body in the colors of my family. I won’t lie, he looked damn good in them. Even that wasn’t enough to lift my mood though. Instead I felt like a noose was tightening around my throat and now it seemed Landyn was holding on to the other end. I tugged my shirt on when he tucked into the bathroom, then turned to face him, my face stoic as it could be.* They can all kiss my ass as far as I’m concerned, but I’ll do my part to keep you out of the firing line. Let’s get this shit show on the road, maybe when the evening’s over you can take that sharp ass blade on your back and stick it through my eyes, end the night on a bang.

*I stuffed my feet into the damn loafer bullshit shoes and then turned towards the door, flinging it open hard enough it bounced off the walls before I looked back at him. I let out a low sigh of regret, not for what had happened, but the opportunity missed. With a shake my head, I lifted my head up and squared my shoulders before I stepped into the hall. I likely looked like a dead man walking but at this point that’s what I was turning into*

Landyn: [I did nothing more than shut my eyes for a mere second before smiling slowly. I chuckled openedly at the kicking my ass comment and nodded right along with him. “Would probably explain any marks as well. But we don’t have time. Get your ass moving.” I watched him get dressed. The shut eye happening over the change of pants. The jeans looked good, and I was pretty sure he looked better in them than he would have done in the linen monstrosities that he was meant to be wearing. I was sure I’d have it taken out on me later, but I didn’t let on. I carried on securing my weapons and checking I was all set to make an appearance without upsetting anyone. I tugged on my boots, the leather wrinkling as I stuffed the laces inside before walking quickly over to meet Cooper at the door. I stepped out with him and tugged the huge wooden door closed so it was secure. “Ok, I know you don’t know where you’re going. So get walking, I’ll direct from back here, and then when we get to the dining room……..stop. I have to announce you, and if you just walk in I have a feeling we’ll both be dead before we get a single word out.” I nodded and squeezed his shoulder before I started him off down the corridor. I followed close behind, but far enough that anyone watching would think I was his guard and nothing more. I whispered instructions to him, ensuring that he had enough warning to take each turn or staircase without looking like he was stumbling. As he passed other guards I could see the smirk when they noticed me following. I knew my reputation, and I knew part of it was fear, I could kill these shits time and time again, reversing time each time so I could repeat it as often as they wanted. Or if I was feeling nice, I could slow time enough that they feel every second of their deaths as if it were an hour. That made me happy with some of these clowns. They bugged me with theirs mug grins. I felt myself growling, not really paying attention until I noted the weird look I was getting as Cooper slowed on his walk. The huge doors ahead of him clearly guarded. I cleared my throat and looked a little sheepish as I moved ahead of Cooper and took a slow, deep breath. I was determined to do this properly, at least to try and minimise the fall out. I turned my chin so that Cooper could hear me as I spoke quietly, “Your chair will be right ahead on a table for two facing the others, but you’ll be expected to go and present yourself to your future wife. I’ll announce you’re here, and then move over to stand between you and her. Go over, bow, circle once and then go down on one knee, head bowed. I know it’s going to be like bending iron getting you down there, but do it anyway. I’ll be beside you, doing the same thing. She’ll either be kind and say yes immediately or she’ll make you sweat, either way, keep your head down. Once she’s said she’ll take you, which you’ll know because everyone will make noise, you rise, bow from the waist and make your way around to the seat beside her. I’ll follow you around, check you’re set and then move back around to stand by these doors. So you’ll be able to see me, and me you, in case there’s any issues. Questions before I tell them all you’ve arrived?”

Cooper: *It was damn tough not to roll my eyes at every being we passed, especially as Landyn was muttering his directions for me. I wanted to argue about having to be announced, but I knew what a pretentious asshole my father could be when he was in his moods. This was a show and I was to be presented like some prized stallion or some other bullshit. This was the stuff of nightmares and if it wasn’t for the male behind me and what punishment I was certain he’d face at my disobedience, I’d book it out of this hellhole so fast heads would fucking spin. But nope, I was going to do the right thing tonight and be put on display and hope to high hell that this female wasn’t a complete and total bitch.  Though when we came to the door and Landyn was going through the information he felt I needed to know, I wasn’t sure that was going to happen.* You can bow all you want, but I won’t be bending a knee for anyone.  The fact you even told me that tells me it’s all a damn test of willpower.

* I shook my head and grumbled a little more. I wasn’t afraid of the female, I didn’t give two rats asses if she accepted me, hell it was better if she didn’t. Then there’d be no reason for either of us stick around. The fact they had a guard on my ass and one telling me how to behave spoke volumes though. They knew I wouldn’t be controlled.Yeah, I knew there would be punishment for certain things, but I also knew the limits I could push. That’s why I put on the jeans and why I would keep my head up. She needed to see who she was dealing with and it wasn’t some subservient little pissant.* Go ahead, tell them we’re here. I do hope you’re ready to use those weapons you got strapped on, I think we might be needing them.

Landyn: I exhaled hard at the reply to my instructions. I should have seen it coming, really I should have, it was so typically Cooper, and I really hadn’t known him all that long. The ceremony was tradition, and was done for most the high ranking demons. Though generally we weren’t quite this impressive in terms of guests. Behind the closed doors sat each and every high born family, every generation of them that was still in existence. It was to be a huge affair. Even if the female thought Cooper was the most repulsive thing she’d laid her eyes on, she was obliged to accept him. Her family wouldn’t tolerate her having an opinion that wasn’t a yes ma’am with a cherry on top. She had no use to her family if she didn’t agree to do this, and have the kid they were all banking on. It sucked, but he was about to kill us both. “Fine, don’t bow your head, but at least go down on one knee, save us both being immediately stabbed in the face just because you won’t play ball. At least you’ll have gone some of the way towards tradition.” I practically pleaded as I pressed closer, keeping my voice low as I begged for him to listen to reason. “I’m not walking in there and fighting them all. You’ve no idea how many people will be behind those doors. It’s not just two families waiting on you, we walk in there and fight, and we die. Both of us. I can only protect you for so long, then even with my abilities, that won’t save you.” I practically growled as I stood nose to nose with the male, eyes burning with a wish for him to fucking listen. Kneeling wasn’t fun, it was humiliating and something neither one of us took lightly. But it was a one off, she’d soon see what he was like. This and the marriage ceremony were the only times he’d have to be on display, he was in charge of how he acted in every other situation. His father only had so much reach. I hoped. I swallowed hard and took a minute, “I’ll be ready for whatever happens. You go in there and make a statement, I have your back. I have a few knives I can throw your way if the need arises. Since you’re currently unarmed. I’ll go announce you now, then the rest is up to you.” I smiled and curled my fingers around the hilt of the knife at my hip, hoping to hell I didn’t have to use it. With another quiet wish that things would go to actual plan,I knocked on the doors. One would open to admit me, then the second would open to reveal Cooper. I waited on the huge wooden door to slide fully open, standing still as I took in the crowd. I’d seen human ceremonies, and normally you walked through a room to the audience. But because we liked to be different, in this case the room housed more faces than I could take in. But the table we were aiming for was front and centre. Once they were seated it would turn to face the crowd, signalling a successful pairing. It was ridiculous. I stepped through the doors and cleared my throat before speaking, “My name is Landyn, the heir of the houses of Azathoth and Abigar. I am pleased to welcome Cooper Raysiel. The first born into the Niyaz family and rightful king of Ariton. Here to ask for the hand of Jade Az in the tradition of the Northern kingdom. If he is to be accepted, an heir to the kingdom will surely follow.” I licked over my lips as the whole room started clapping, I turned to the side and lifted my hands towards the second door as it opened, showing Cooper, looking like some pissed off wet dream. I glanced over to the female and her family, noting the smile as they took in just who they’d agreed to marry. Apparently he was exactly her type.]

Cooper: *It was a struggle to keep from rolling my eyes with Landyn as he tried to cajole me to behave myself. Every fiber of my being crawled at the thought of showing subservience to my father and his gallery of ass lickers. He wanted to humiliate me and turn me into one of his little whipping boys. He may be of the house of want and disarray but I always took after my mother, disobedient and stubborn and he damn well knew it. This felt like my father’s idea of a test, likely to see if I could be handled by the guard he put on me. Landyn pled a good case, unfortunately he didn’t seem to understand my intense dislike for the man who sired me. I would die before taking a knee before my father and I would suffer the consequences if need be. I promised myself I’d get Landyn out of this, and I would. I just had to see what we were up against first. I kept my mouth shot when he told me again to behave, I refused to tell him I would when that wasn’t a given. Not right now. And I wouldn’t, couldn’t bring it to myself to lie to the cocky little shit either. I gave him a slight nod as he went to the first door and I took my police behind the other. I felt my chest puff up in pride when I heard him speak, the houses he belong to were legendary, but then it again made me wonder how he got shit on with babysitting duties. It was a bigger deal than I realized and when I heard house of Az my stomach curdled in disgust. Things were making more sense. It didn’t matter one bit what happened when I walked through the doors. She likely had as much choice as I did. Once Landyn had finished his introduction, I squared my shoulders and held my head proudly when the door opened. I was certain the rage I felt radiated off me in buckets but there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. I didn’t much care for being a pawn in this bullshit political game. My eyes first locked on those of my sperm donor and I held them for several long breaths, amused at the matching anger that was thrown back at me. His eyes narrowed and I could almost feel him mentally ordering me to take a knee, to not defy him yet again. Then something else flickered across his face as he gave me the once over and whatever he saw didn’t please him in the slightest. Good, because fuck him. I turned my attention to the matriarch of house Az. She looked no more pleasant than she had in my quarters, but as I gave the slightest of head nods towards her, her lips curled up at the corners in the faintest of smiles. Her gaze flickered to my father to ensure he had caught the slight towards him before she turned her attention back to me. She returned the nod and then turned towards her daughter, Jade I believe is what Landyn called her. She wasn’t bad, as far as females went. Dark hair, dark eyes, overly red lips, dressed in some gauzy looking dress of gold that, thankfully, hid more than it revealed. Her gaze raked over me and I could almost feel the layers of clothing being peeled off. When her gaze lifted to my face, I saw the brow quirk and I knew. She was waiting for me to drop a knee, but that wasn’t going to happen. My father may be pissed but the female before me was nothing if not amused. A chair was brought out and it was then indicted I’d passed her inspection at least and could take a seat. We did the whole exchanging of pleasantries and even carried on a bit of small talk, but all I could think about was getting the fuck out of here and dragging my body guard with me to unleash the tension that was slowly curling up my spine as each moment passed. The question was, would he run with me or cut me off at the knees to save his own ass? That was something else I would need to figure out when it came to him and where his loyalties lie, especially now that I knew his houses.*

Landyn: [I did as I was meant to and followed Cooper to stand at his back. Normally we’d both kneel, but in this case we both stood. I cut a glance at Sebastian and watched him glare at Cooper before taking in what he was wearing. Strike No2 with his jeans rather than the matching white that went with his robes. I ran my tongue lightly over my bottom lip and then met Sebastian’s eyes when he realised Cooper wasn’t about to play ball as he’s instructed. While Coopers attention was directed at the females at the table I tipped my head towards by boss, eyes dropping to his hand to fully understand the instructions. I nodded once and then focused my attention on Leighton, Ashley and Jade. All three of them were watching Cooper with an expression that said they would happily share him should it be socially acceptable. I was guessing even if it wasn’t, it might be on the cards at some point, even if it was behind the others backs. It was how the family worked. They were thick as thieves when it was others looking in. But once the doors closed it was to each their own. Cooper was going to find out just how creative three females could be once he was free and clear of this room. I practically sighed out loud when I figured that one out. All three females flicked their gaze to mine and sneered as I walked with Cooper around to his seat. I pushed it in and then moved away. I was in his line of sight, but I wasn’t part of the dinner. I stood in a corner beside one of the guards for the Az family. I knew him, he had a hugely long and intricate name, that no one called him, “How’d you score this gig, Skee?” I kept my chin down so I could speak quietly without losing sight of Cooper. He seemed to be doing fine with his small talk. The food looked amazing, but I knew I’d get to eat later. Nothing close to this, but food would be dished up for all the staff in the place. I tipped my head and chuckled as I heard Skee relive the way he’d managed to find the job he was currently doing. It involved seeing just how flexible Ashley was. It made me laugh to think of the demon doing that, I’d been there with him and he liked to be in charge. Which was probably not the case with Ashley. “You want to be here that badly? What’s the incentive?” I turned to raise a brow at him, amused that he’d worked so hard to get a fuffed up bodyguard job. His answer had me laughing as he explained what he had access to, the only thing he cared about. As the bodyguard he was a hot commodity and as such, no one said no to him. “So ass, you went ahead and sold your soul to the daughter of Leighton Az so you could fuck your way around the place? That sounds like you, I’ll give you that.” I laughed again and shook my head, making sure Cooper was good during the breaks in the conversation. My hand never left my knife as I continued to chat with the demon. It was easy with Skee, we’d known each other a long time. I gave my own version of events about what got me into the mess I was currently in. Basically blaming Bob for dying. I didn’t give him any other information. Knowing that he’d happily sell it to the highest bidder once I left the place. I watched as the main course was placed in front of everyone, starting at the centre of the table and then moving out slowly. The more important people getting their food before everyone else, as was proper. The whole thing was ridiculous. But with the wedding now officially going ahead with the acceptance of Cooper into the family, I had an even harder job trying to get Cooper to toe the line.]

Cooper: *I ignored the for that was placed before me to the amusement of Jade whose brow raised as I shoved the plate to the side. I shrugged a shoulder and said I didn’t put it past anyone to drug my ass to get me to be compliant. She covered her laugh by coughing into her napkin, then gave her mother a reassuring smile. Her foot tapped against mine as she leaned forward, her eyes gleaming, “You’re amusing, far more than I was expecting. I think we could have some serious fun together.”  Right, because me thinking they’d drug me was such a far stretch. I was going to say something else when I caught Landyn out of the corner of my eye and he looked far too damn happy with whoever he was talking with. My eyes narrowed and I felt rather than heard the growl that threatened. Jade gasped and brushed her hand over mine, “Your eyes, that’s fantastic.” Then she looked in the same direction my gaze was locked on, “Oh, he’s delicious, we could share him, as well as my own guard.” She pointed discretely to the female standing in the colors of Az who was watching Jade like she was the only one in the room. My brain short circuited and I grabbed my water to try to give myself a moment. I wasn’t supposed to draw attention to Landyn, not if I wanted him out of…wait, my eyes? And sharing? Not just Landyn, but another female as well, what the hell was that about. I felt the color draining from my face. I needed air. My chair clattered to the floor as I shoved back and stood up, I muttered an apology to Jade and her mother as I backed away, stumbling until I was able to get my feet under me properly and turn my ass around. I didn’t pay a damn bit of attention as my father ordered me to sit my ass down, nor did I look to see if anyone was following me as I moved quickly, turning this way and that along the corridors until I found one that led outside. It was a typical view down here, but it was fresher air than the suffocation I was feeling in the dining hall. I walked to the fountain and settled my hands on the stone ledge, taking deep lungfuls of air. I heard the clatter of heels and boots, but I didn’t chance looking. I’d rather a dagger in the back in the moment than dealing with the heapton of shit that just piled up in my brain. “Cooper?” Okay, so the heels belonged to Jade, “Jade, be careful, please” And that female voice must belong to the softer set of boots I heard. I shook my head* This is so fucked up. Someone explain to me what the hell is going on.

*Heels clicked across the stone flooring and a small hand brushed over mine, “Cooper, play along and we can all get what we want. Think of the others, if not yourself. It’s not just your life on the line with this arrangement.” I turned my head and saw the vulnerability in her eyes. Fuck. More innocent people caught up in this, more people’s fate resting on my damn shoulders if I didn’t play by the rules before me. I hung my head with a resigned sigh, my options dwindling by the second as I saw my own desires for my life slipping away.* I need someone to explain this from the beginning.

Landyn: [Skee kept talking, and I laughed along quietly as he gave me all the insight to the family that Cooper was marrying into. The ins and outs. Who liked who, and where the loyalties lay. He’d been with them not all that long, but long enough to have people who trusted him. He was a likable guy, I couldn’t fault that. He was a complete idiot for the most part, but he was someone who just got on with everyone. Which was good, since I was normally the complete opposite. Deliberately in most cases. I was about to open my mouth to speak again when I saw the comotion. I slapped Skee on the chest and then pushed away from the wall to make my way after Cooper. I saw him duck out the back of the room, but before I could follow I came face to face with Sebastian Niyaz. I skidded to a stop and lowered my gaze as was tradition. He grabbed my wrist and I felt his metal claws dig into my wrist, drawing blood almost instantly. I caught the smile he flashed at everyone before tugging me out of sight of anyone at the tables. I was aware that Cooper’s bride to be, Jade, passed by along with her guard. That was where I was meant to be. I felt something rise in my chest as I tried to ignore the tug of duty and need. The pain in my wrist drew me back to the present and I growled slightly when my back hit the wall. Sebastian wasted no time getting up close and personal to hiss in my ear, “You knew your duty. It was to ensure he knew his place. Knew tradition and what to do so he didn’t show me up.” I shook my head and curled the free fist at my side, my voice was strong and level as I replied, “You know he’s stubborn. You want him to conform, and that’s not going to happen. He’s here, and it would appear the House of Az are taken with him. Your union is still on. Jade went after him when he left. That’s telling, Sir.” I nodded, wincing when those damn metal tips dug into my wrist. I waited quietly while Sebastian weighted up his options. When he stepped back and released my wrist I had to force myself not to reach to stem the bleeding. It’d happen on its own quickly enough. I would need to seal the wounds once I was alone. Or away from Sebastian. He stepped back and motioned with his hand for me to remove my armour across my back. I inhaled slowly as I realised what this meant. With a quick swipe of my tongue over my lips I unhooked the leather and then turned, tugging my shirt up before placing my hands against the wall. The strike happened fast and I bit down on my forearm to stop myself from making a single sound. My back stung from the four gashes that now adorned my back from shoulder to hip. A guard stepped up and slapped a wet sheet over my back. It didn’t stop the bleeding, but ensured that I would feel each of those wounds even if they healed a little for the next few nights. It did mask the smell though. So only I would now they were there unless someone was to see me naked. It was how Sebastian managed to keep everyone in order without anyone else finding out. I bit down on my lip, knowing I probably broke skin before stepping away from the wall again, nodding my head at Sebastian. “I’ll go find him and work out what’s happening, Sir. I’ll report back once him and Jade are safe.” I nodded, snapping the leather back into place. The pain shooting through me with each movement. Though that was exactly what Sebastian wanted. Thankfully the only wound Cooper would notice would be the wrist. And that was easy to explain away. I rushed from the hidden room, swiping my tongue over the wounds on my wrist as I went. I darted through the halls until I came out to find Cooper and Jade together. I stopped dead in the doorway, trying to keep my post without intruding.]

Cooper: *Jade sat on the stone wall facing me while her guard, Sky, came closer, watching over us both. I had no idea where Landyn was, but I assumed he’d be along shortly or he was dealing with the fall out….fanfuckintastic. That was something I didn’t want to think about, but it was only strengthened by Jade’s own words about others being caught up in this shit. Jade let out a soft puff of air, “If we do not play along with our parents wishes, many will die, Cooper. Your father has turned near tyrannical over the past few years and my mother is no better. They’ve already joined forces, but it means nothing if we do not come tighter, a child of the two houses would…” I shook my head and narrowed my eyes at her, trying to get a read on her* You are okay with having to bring an innocent child into whatever this is then? Some political bullshit of garnering more power?

*She shook her head and dropped her voice, “They can’t touch the child until they are of age, which gives us time to plan an out. But if we don’t do this part of it, heads will roll, literally. I’ve been groomed for this for the past five years or so, I’m guessing you were just thrown into the deep-end though?” At my nod she smiled, “We put up appearances and make it look like we are madly in love. You’re not really my type, but I enjoy having a head on my shoulders and I really don’t want to see my siblings slaughtered until I comply, I’m guessing you won’t want that either?” I blinked stupidly as the pieces clicked into place.* Well fuck me. What’s the end game here, Jade?

*Sky drew her sword then as footsteps approached, but she quickly lowered and we all turned to see Landyn standing in the doorway. He seemed to be moving weird, stiffer than I was used to and not in the good way. I stood straight up and turned, staring at him as my nose flared, blood…I stormed over, him my sole focus as I looked him over until I finally saw it. I grabbed his wrist and lifted it so I could examine the wounds* Who did this, Landyn?

Landyn: [I inclined my head to the female guard, who was obviously there for Jade, when she lowered her weapon. I took in the scene, with Cooper and Jade sitting together, their guard standing protectively at their back. It was quite a scene, and I could tell now why Sebastian was protecting it as much as he was. The families were powerful, and between then they’d create one hell of a bloodline to be contended with. I opened my mouth to speak when my gaze was shifted back to Cooper as he stormed over. I stood rigid as he inspected me. Logically I knew he’s only find the wound on my wrist, but I still held still in case. When the punctures were located I shook my head, “It’s nothing. Your father grabbed me to ask me what the hell was happening. He’s got his ceremonial rings on, the ones with huge ass claws on the end. He grabbed without thinking and hit my wrist. I’ve stopped the bleeding, mostly. It’ll heal overnight, it’s a small wound.” I nodded and then averted my gaze to focus on Jade, “Should I worry about this talk, or do you need another minute before coming back inside to finish the meal and complete the Acceptance Dance?” I kept my eyes firmly fixed on Jade. I knew Cooper would probably throw a fit about the fact he had to dance in front of everyone in the room. Him and Jade, on their own. Showing their acceptance of each other. Though they were then allowed to retire for the night, separately. I figured I’d have one pissed off, and very volatile Cooper by then. I exhaled squeezed Cooper’s wrist, my entire body turning rather than just the top half, “You’re almost done. You’ll do tonight, and then have tomorrow to get to know each other in a more relaxed way. As far as I know, from snippets I’ve been told, the wedding is set for the day after next. You have an hour or two more to do, then you can go back to your room and hide. But you both have to look like you’re in this together. Your father is spitting feathers, and will happily hurt innocents, or you, to make this happen.” I nodded again and turned to Jade and her guard, “I’m sorry I don’t know both your names, I’m Landyn. I’m in charge of trying to keep this one in order, as you can see, it’s a job that’s far bigger than I am. Perhaps you can assist, and keep us all alive to fight another day?” I saw her eyes flick to where I was still holding Cooper’s wrist, and I cleaned my throat before stepping away. I straightened my shoulders, the pain making me hold my breath for a minute so that nothing showed externally. Once I was sure that I could move again I smiled, waiting on orders from Cooper.]

Cooper: * I narrowed my eyes at Landyn as I smell the lie on his breath.  Something inside me told me Landyn had gotten an ass reaming and knowing my father it went beyond the small wounds on his wrists. But why he was protecting my father, I had no idea and it was something I was going to have to think about at a later time as right now we had more pressing matters at hand. I shook my head and sighed* Jade and Sky were simply informing me what was at stake. They have obviously had more time to accept matters than I have so they were trying to help me come to terms.

*I lifted my head and turned to Jade who flashed a small smile at Landyn before she formally introduced herself and her guard. She gave a slight nod, “The wedding is scheduled soon, once we make it through the formalities of the next few days, we will be able to work something out.” Her gaze flicked to the hold Landyn and I had on each other and her smile grew, “We will figure this out.” I sighed again and nodded slowly as my words came out low and growly* We will, because this isn’t fair to you. Any of you. I always hated the damn political games my father played. This will be his last.

* I dropped Landyn’s wrist before I simply dragged him off and reached for Jade’s hand.* Let’s go make an appearance, perhaps if we’re lucky, just seeing us together will get us out of the dance, otherwise, I apologize in advance for the bruised toes you’ll have.

*I led her back to the ballroom, knowing that Sky and Landyn would both follow. Once inside we would have to watch how we spoke, with all these games in play, it would be hard to figure out who was listening and who wasn’t. And I wasn’t about to give my father the upper hand.* #PuttingOnAppearances

[thescreamingdemon]

The Calm Before The Storm

Cooper: *I fucking hated that look on Landyn’s face. Like he was pissed off at me because I tried to save him from the bloodbath that was about to happen. He didn’t deserve this shit and I’d damn sure try to protect him from it as much as I could. Hell, after he told me he was essentially my bitch, he had to watch out for me, protect me, and all that crap, just no. As soon as I got this shit straightened out, I was going to get him out from whoever had their thumbs on him too. Right…because he seemed like the type who’d appreciate something like that. I hate to fight back my grin as I closed the door to my suite as the image of him fighting me came barreling front and center. Shit, that shouldn’t get me as wound up as it does, but I was actually looking forward to fighting him. I wonder if that could be arranged. I shook my head and chased that blonde away from my damn brain and turned to face the group of four staring at me, anger radiating from my every pore as I ran my gaze over each person. I skipped over my father, barely glanced at the male who I believed to be Landyn’s boss, then trained my eyes on the females. I recognized the older one, the mother, and saw resemblance in the sister and then let out a derisive snort as I turned back to the man responsible for this situation.* Did you really think that I would come into this quietly? That I’d allow you to manipulate me as you’ve tried so many times before. You are a fool. I suggest….

*The words were silenced in my throat by a backhand across my face. I was pretty sure I heard a crack but it wasn’t anything new. Not from him. This was, after all, partly why she ran. Why she tried to protect me. His voice was terse and I swore I could feel the spittle from his words. “You think you have any say in this? Your foolish mother could not protect you forever. You /will/ do what you were bred to do because there is no other reason for you to still be breathing. Cooperate now and when you’ve fulfilled your duties, we can discuss your freedom” I used his proximity to grab him by his throat before I snapped my arm and tossed him into the pillar. Landyn’s boss stood in front of the females to protect them I suppose. He must not know that those bitches didn’t need protecting. They’d eat us all for breakfast if given the opportunity. I turned to the door, fully intent on walking my ass away from here when I found myself flying backwards across the room, smacking into the wall with a sickening thud. I slid down to land on my ass and my father grew as he approached me. His growl shook the ugly ass paintings that hung on the wall and I watched as his claws fully extended the closer he got. Yeah, that’s right, kill me and lose that shot you want at whatever the fuck this was about. I narrowed my eyes in challenge at him, lifting my chin to expose my throat. The sister of the would be bride shouted at my father, but he barely reacted, I don’t even know if he heard her.  If he killed me, Landyn would definitely be free and I wouldn’t have to fuck some bitch to pop out a spawn, it seemed like a win-fucking-win to me. Murder was in his eyes as he drew closer, his hand reaching for my throat, “On second thought…”

His nails scratched along my throat before he was pulled back and the mother was ….screeching. It was loud and I found myself crouching within myself, hands slapping over my ears. It did nothing to quiet the blood curdling noise the female was capable of. My father retreated and held up his hands before she pinwheeled and stormed over to me. Her dagger sharp nail dug into the soft area beneath my chin and she lifted my head to hers, “You’ve run long enough. Do what is expected, do what is needed to align things properly, I promise my daughter is quite skilled in the bedroom. I’ve taught her everything she knows. Agree and you’ll be free while you are here, otherwise we can do it the hard way, Cooper. You should probably realize by now, you will not be the only one who suffers, should we do things the hard way.” I felt the blood dripping down my skin as I kept my gaze on hers. Her eyes darted towards the door, towards the male across the hall…I already hated how he was tied up in this, based on my father’s behavior and the fact I was found, I gathered my mother had been caught up in things, but who else…that wasn’t something I wanted to think about right now, I couldn’t. I found myself nodding slowly. I’d use the lessons I learned. Agree now, then find a way out of this nightmare. She ran her fingers through my hair, “I knew you’d see things my way.” She turned to the others, “We’re done here for now. He needs to get himself cleaned up before my daughter arrives.” She grabbed her daughter’s arm and walked to the door, not watching, but fully expecting the males to follow. The door didn’t close completely, but I didn’t move from my spot on the floor. I knew if I did, I wouldn’t use my brain for thinking…*

Landyn:I slowly lowered into my seat as I watched the TVs playing some of what was happening in the other room. I could hear perfectly the audio, even without that capability coming from the cameras. The squeak of the chair didn’t even register when Cooper was hammered into the wall, directly into my line of sight. I watched as he grinned and then shouted. The male standing in front of him also yelling it would seem, though I couldn’t see his face from this angle. I registered slowly that I was now standing, hands in fists on the desk in front of me. I couldn’t go in there and do anything, I’d been forbidden from interfering. I could protect Cooper from outside forces, but not from those who had set this whole thing up. His father was someone I’d been given strict instructions to stay away from. Or rather, not to get in the middle of family politics. Though as I watched the interaction get more and more heated, I could feel the need to go and help. Once the fist landed, Cooper landed squarely into the camera angle, that was it for me. I pushed away from the table and stormed towards the door. The heavy wood opening easily and then banging against the wall, though I didn’t storm straight through it. I fisted my hands at my side and felt my teeth crunch where I was clenching my jaw so tight I was sure some of them might crack soon enough. FUCK! I wanted to go and sort this out, do my damn job and protect Cooper from his asshole father. But I wasn’t allowed. Strictly forbidden hadn’t just been given to me in verbal form. I’d been sure to pay my price in understanding exactly where the boundaries of my particular assignment were. With a hard exhale I moved back to the table and then almost hit the floor at the shriek that followed. The noise was unlike anything I’ve ever heard. It ran through me like someone had poured ice directly on my spinal cord. My knees buckled and I found my fisted palms plastered to my head without any conscious effort from my brain. It was too busy trying to stop my entire body curling in on itself and begging the female to stop. I whimpered slightly and slammed a hand on the table, forcing myself to my feet as I watched the screen. The female at last stopped making the noise and all but glared daggers into the male before stepping into Cooper’s personal space. I stepped away from the table and heard the exchange as the door was partly open already, anticipating the exit before it happened. I watched as the female swept by, barely glancing my way. Her daughter did give me a once over, smirking before catching her mother so she could bow heads and speak with her privately. I didn’t ponder what about, didn’t really give a shit. Instead I moved slowly towards the door and faced the male who I wanted to punch square in the face, “You done………sir?” I twitched as I bit out the last word. The term of respect not earned in the slightest by my boss. He stepped forward and sneered, his version of a smile I had to assume, “Get him showered and into the formal clothes already in the closet. You’ve an hour and then he’s to be in the main reception room to be presented to our guests, and more specifically, his future wife.” He didn’t wait for a reply. I was glad, it would have gotten me in far more trouble than anything to date. I waited a heartbeat, just long enough for them to have rounded the corner before I stepped up to the huge doors again. They’d been closed, probably protocol, but it still meant I had to go the formal route. I lifted my hand to knock and then waited, “Cooper, it’s me. Can I come in?”]

Cooper: *I heard the muffled sound of voices as the entourage left my suite, but only one voice seemed to reach me clearly. He sounded irritated and it only reinforced the need I had to figure out a way to end this shit. Once I was ready to move that is. I wiped at the blood still trickling down my throat and groaned as I shifted against the wall. The old fuck wouldn’t take me one on one, he always had to make sure he had back up around him when he went after anyone even close to his size. When I was younger, that hadn’t mattered and it hadn’t mattered with my mother either. I would bide my time and then…my head snapped and I groaned again as the fresh wave of pain lanced through me. It almost made me laugh that he was asking permission to enter. No one else would give me that courtesy I’m sure. And since he was apparently my new handler, reluctantly, I figured he’d just barge in like everyone else. I sure as fuck didn’t want him to see me like this though. I used the wall to push myself to my feet and combed my fingers through my hair, wiping the blood off them in the process, then after making sure I looked mostly presentable I leaned against the wall. My words a little rougher than I intended thanks to the raw throat.* Not really like I have much choice now, is there? C’mon in, tell me what horrible news you have for me this time since I know it’s not a social call.

Landyn: [I waited as I heard movement behind the closed doors. I sighed softly as I figured we’d just taken a ton of steps backwards. I would enlighten him that I saw him on the camera once I had him where he needed to be. No way was he going through what he’d just been through. Especially in front of other people. He needed to get his act together and just play along for now. I just had to try and get through telling him that without breaking into a ‘fuck it, lets take our chances away from this place.’. Instead I waited until I heard his voice, rolling my eyes at the tone. I pushed through the door and met his gaze, “You could have told me no. But you’ve got an hour to get ready, and I figured you’d rather have someone to help. I can leave if you’d rather do this all yourself?” I shrugged, but continued into the room regardless and gently clicked the door shut, “You’ve got a meet with your bride tonight, just to talk and get to know each other. She might jump you, who knows.” I snorted and continued to talk as I made my way into the oversized, and equally as disgusting as the bedroom, bathroom to turn on the shower and yank out a few huge towels, “Showering is a must, especially after what just went down. You can calm yourself as well as clean off the blood everyone will be able to smell from a mile off. Then it’s time to get ready and put on the shit you won’t like. I’ll put them on the bed so you can throw a fit when you get out the shower.” I grinned widely as I came out the bathroom, enjoying the needling, as I was sure it’d probably distract Cooper from pissing on his father in his mind. I continued to move through the bedroom until I could settle my shoulder against the wardrobe against one wall, arms crossed as I watched Cooper, “So, that’s your option. The one you have. Singular. Shower, change, meet and greet with the wife to be. Then, if she doesn’t decide to insist you join her for the night you’ll have time to sleep and then tomorrow should be quieter.” I cleared my throat and ran my tongue over my lip before I spoke in a low voice, “Around the formal meals with her family.” ]

Cooper: *My eyes ran over Landyn the moment he walked into the room as I checked him over. I hadn’t heard any scuffles when the others left, but that didn’t mean he’d not been threatened or injured out of spite. Satisfied I’d not seen anything, I rolled my eyes right back at him. Right, if I’d have told him no, he’d have to come in anyway or whatever message he had for me wouldn’t be delivered and we’d both pay the price. Though after he gave me the message I really wished that I’d told him no, that’d I’d just said fuck off and then bolted. But nope, I heard it. I let out a low growl and narrowed my eyes as he made his little joke.* You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Watch some bitch all over me, watch my suffering because it makes up for the shit they are putting you through? Won’t matter if I clean the blood off though, I guarantee before the night is over more will be spilled.

*Sadly, I knew he wasn’t kidding about the fucking clothes, I was willing to bet it was some monkey suit bullshit I was being shoved into. That cocky ass grin on his face when he came out of the bathroom all but confirmed it too. He was enjoying this far too much. I tipped my head to the bathroom and grinned. I didn’t recall seeing that room on his monitors…One option my ass. I pushed off the wall and slowly walked to the wardrobe where I hooked a finger in the loop of his pants. I didn’t hear anything else because I didn’t care to. I was going to make the best of this shit if it killed me and that would require some help. I leaned my face close to his, my voice barely above a whisper* I believe I’m going to need some help washing my back, Kulote. You did tell me you would help with anything I needed, correct?

Landyn: [I stood at the wardrobe and continued to grin. I’d managed to catch a glimpse of what Cooper was thinking between bouts of stubborn poker face. I was pissing him off, and that was good. The more pissed at me he was, the more likely it was that he was going to do what he was told and allow us both to get out of this shitty situation without issue. Issues like being murdered. Those were highly final endings that I was not running full speed towards. I knew he’d checked me over when I’d walked in, but I wasn’t the one with blood on my clothes. Had the mother of his future wife not stepped in, I was sure that I’d be cleaning up a body right now. Which begged the question, what the fuck had he been thinking? If Cooper was dead, who the hell else would step in and……….it dawned on me quickly. Though not quickly enough, as my thought process had meant that I’d stopped paying attention to what Cooper was doing. My attention snapped to the present and I felt my mouth pop open as I felt the tug at the belt loops on my pants. I knew what I should do, and my eyes flicked up to the cameras dotted around the place without thought. I had been warned about this, and Cooper knew he was being watched. So was he doing this to spite those watching, or was it just to fuck with me. See how far I’d go with my duties, and right now, my wants. He had to know that after the last time, with how quickly my entire body reacted to him, that I wasn’t going to say no. Even if I had been forbidden from doing exactly that. I knew my eyes had grown about 8 sizes with the blatant forwardness of the male. The swallow wasn’t dignified either. Yet with that, I lowered my gaze from the cameras to meet Coopers amusement, pushing gently off the wardrobe at my back so I got that little bit closer to Cooper. I wasn’t sure it was obvious to any of the camera angles what we were doing, but I wasn’t about to advertise anything in public, though if Cooper pushed, I’d do whatever he wanted. I licked my lips before speaking, keeping it quiet, just in case, “No more bloodshed tonight. They are putting me through shit, not you. But I can’t help but tease you, it’s all I can do since I can’t really fight your corner in pubic without having my knees taken out.” I nodded and hoped he understood I wasn’t enjoying anything to do with the entire situation, but I wasn’t about to do something stupid and lose my place protecting him. Especially now I realised why I’d be chosen in the first place, and I wasn’t sure it bode well for Cooper in the long run. I’d tell him, but not yet. I wanted to see how things went in public first. Right now I couldn’t think of anything but the image of Cooper in the shower. We only had an hour, but I wasn’t going to say no, technically I wasn’t allowed. “I will help you with anything you need. Lead the way, I await your orders.”]

Cooper: *My growl shook me to my toes when he confirmed he’d be the one punished if I didn’t go through with this farce of a mating. It also made me want to protect. I would have to be careful about what I did, with my plans, at least until I could figure out a way to do it without collateral damage. For now though, his final words had me groaning as I backed to the bathroom. It was a bad idea, but I’d worry about the later. Once that bathroom door closed, they could wonder whatever the fuck they wanted. I’d make sure to leave no marks on him this time. My lips quirked at the corner* I promise not to spill any blood first tonight, after that, who knows what will happen. You won’t be having your knees taken out though, I like you on them too much for that. *I flashed a wink before stepping out of the view of the camera and peeling off my shirt as I kept my eyes trained on him. It was tossed in the corner before my pants followed suit, leaving me bare assed and watching him. Letting him see damn well the reaction he had on me as my cock plumped in anticipation. I crooked a finger at him as I backed under the hot steam of the shower. The clock was ticking but this was what I needed, what I felt we both needed, to make it through this night. Damn was I being presumptuous. Fine, it was what I wanted and needed. I’d make it through this night, then find a quiet place where I could talk with him, find out what they had on him, what he wanted and all that. For now though, I wanted those lips and that ass and I was damn sure gonna get it. I kept my voice just loud enough he’d hear me over the spray* I order you to get your ass over here, now.

Landyn: [I had to chuckle when he changed the subject. Figuring he’d been pulling my chain, and getting angry at that fact would only ensure he did it more often. Instead I continued to watch him, aware of the cameras, even as I tried my best to ignore them. “You’re trying to get a rise out of me, and it’s not working. You’ll be the one on your damn knees soon enough. I think you might have met your match with your future wife.” I rolled my eyes, poking the bear even as I watched Cooper move into the bathroom. I was impressed that his eyes didn’t once stray to check whether he was in view, or in fact to anything else in the room. I had no choice but to watch, I wanted to watch. My entire body reacting instantly as Cooper slowly stripped. I found my feet moving slowly towards the bathroom, fire burning in my gaze while still trying to look like perhaps Cooper was speaking to me. There was no camera in the bathroom. So a long as I made it look innocent going in, I was sure they’d be fine with it. Once Cooper was completely naked, I practically moaned, tongue dragging over my bottom lip with the thought of what we’d done before, and how that might go tonight. We didn’t have long, it’d have to be us both getting what we wanted and then out. The night wouldn’t wait for us, and I was certain that if we were late, it’d be pretty quickly shown that my head could leave my body without pause. I bit down on my lip as I moved through the bathroom door and pushed it almost closed. Trying to make it seem like I was preserving Cooper’s modesty and not hiding anything. But I was forgetting how to breathe the longer I watched. Water ran over Cooper’s skin, and I wanted to be the one to trace that paths it took with my tongue. I swallowed hard at the order and nodded, not trusting my voice. My fingers were already shaking just slightly, partly from nerves, and partly because I couldn’t find a single smart ass come back as to why this was a bad fucking idea. I tugged my jeans off as I walked to the shower, my shirt barely making it off my body before I was stepping into the shower to join Cooper. I grinned widely as I arched a brow, fingers tapping my temple in a mock salute, “Yes, Sir. How might I assist you this evening?”]

Cooper: *I raised a brow at his comment and shook my head with a low chuckle* No one will get me on my knees, male or female. I’m really not in the mood to talk about that though, fuck the past, fuck the future, let’s just focus on right now. You know you want this *I waved a hand over my body as the water slid over my skin, fingers curling around the base of my cock and squeezing as he came closer. Closing that door and sealing us off from others as much as we could be. I growled low as those jeans came off, followed by his shirt, revealing that skin I longed to taste once more. That salute had another growl spilling out as I reached out with my other hand and grabbed his arm, tugging him flush against me so my arm could slide around his waist. I tipped my head to run my lips along his jaw as I kept my voice low* I have a number of ideas, the first will be you helping me rid myself of this erection that you’ve caused. I’d hate for others to get the wrong idea about who it’s for, Kulote. *I grazed my teeth along the soft skin below his ear, damn near purring as my fingers moved to the swell of his ass, squeezing firmly as I gave my cock a long slow stroke.* Before I was so rudely pulled from my home, I had thoughts of feeling those lips wrapped around my cock again before I buried it so deep in your ass you’d feel me for days. If I could, I would bruise you, grip you so tight so you’d see them every time you looked in a mirror.

Landyn: [I had to laugh at his brag. Whether it was physical or mental, he’d be on his knees. Even if it was just an act, it’d get there. Or he’d be pushed hard from all directions. The female might not be in charge, but she knew her worth, and Cooper would be a pawn. Whether he was willing or not. I didn’t comment though, no point in that one. Instead I nodded at his suggestion to worry about right now. We had an hour, in that time he needed to scrub up as they wanted so that when the…….I had no idea what to call her, princess I assumed, saw him, she’d feel happier about the whole arrangement. I knew Cooper had no idea what she looked like, and I wasn’t sure how much more information the female had been given. I couldn’t help my grin at his reactions to me, they were the same as mine were when I saw him. I could be a dick about it, make some smart assed comments and try to piss him off. But that would just prolong things. Which I would have been happy with, on any other day. Instead I moved in close as he tugged me forward. The grin on my face almost painful as I felt a shiver thread down my spine. The words alone had me wanting more, that was before he’d even touched me. The second his teeth grazed over my skin I found myself pressing closer, fingers sliding over his hip and up the hard muscle that moved under my touch. As I got familiar with the way Cooper moved against me, moving with ease anywhere he wanted me, I groaned just loudly enough to be heard over the running water, “You know, for the next 30 minutes at least, you can do what you want. As long as I can cover it in clothes. You know what will happen if they’re visible. What your father did to you will be like a kitten scratch, he’s not all that forgiving of those who step outside their station.” I nodded slowly, my brain far more focused on the stretches of smooth skin under my fingers than anything that might happen later. Instead I leaned into Cooper and tipped my head so I could catch a drop of water as it trailed down his throat, continuing the slow slide up towards his jaw. “You’ve got 30 minutes, make it count.”

Cooper: *I gave his ass another firm squeeze as I let out a low growl at the tease of his tongue. I angled my body and pressed flush against him as I stretched my fingers and brought his cock against mine. The water aided my movements as I pulsed my fingers over us both My breath hitched as I felt his hard length against mine and tipped my head so my lips hovered his, nipping the plush skin with my teeth* I will destroy anyone who touches you, Landyn. There is no reason for you to be stuck in this situation along with me.

*Each word was punctuated with firm strokes of my fist along our cocks as I pressed him against the cold tile of the shower wall. Every hard line of his fit up against me perfectly. The way that no female ever could. I let out another growl and bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood as fire raged inside me. Thirty minutes. Thirty fucking minutes was no where near enough. Not even if it felt like time stood still the moment he pressed his flesh against mine. Certainly not enough time to do all that I wanted to him. I slid my fingers from the swell of his ass to tease down the seam*Looks like neither of us will be on our knees for a while. Maybe next time, because make no mistake, Landyn, there will be a next time.

*I dropped my hand from our cocks and spun him to face the wall, pressing flush against his back as I grazed my fangs along this throat, mindful not to leave any thing more than a faint scratch in my wake until I found a pad of hard flesh along his shoulder. I clamped my teeth around the sinewy muscles and suckled the flesh until I knew he’d be feeling the mark. I gripped the base of my cock and slid it through his ass cheeks before I worked it against that taut ring of muscle. The water cascading over us aided our movements but it wouldn’t be enough to adequately ready him. But I couldn’t wait, we didn’t have time. I used the precum forming on my cock to add some lubrication as I teased the muscles, waiting for him to relax enough* We need to prepare better, kulote, while I’d much rather take my time to get you ready, we haven’t the luxury.

Landyn: [All I could do was shake my head. There was a reason I was here, or at least I was fairly sure I’d figured that out. I also knew that if we kept up as we were right now, there was no way I wasn’t going to be punished if I was caught. But I was confident that they needed me alive more than they needed me dead. So I would indulge. We’d only just arrived, I hadn’t been read the riot act yet regarding my behaviour and what I was allowed and not allowed to do. I was sure in my role, fucking the future of our race was not going to be on the cards. So despite the time constraint, I was going to make the most of it. I allowed images of that night, the one that seemed so fucking far away, filter through my mind. The way Coopers fingers slid over my skin was enough to heat every inch of my body, barely a touch and I was begging for more. I allowed my hips to move without focused thought, as I needed all my brain power to remember how to do more than moan softly against his lips, “I’m here for a reason, and while I’m not thrilled it was forced on us before we really got to know each other, I’m here to protect and guide you as you need.” I gasped out each word, half of them barely more than a groan as I tried to press closer, get more of those intoxicating touches. I allowed my own fingers to trace over hot skin as the water continued to beat down, leaving rivulets that I could follow with my finger tips. I couldn’t make sense of the whole thing, the way I was nodding to his assurances that there would be a next time. In the moment I didn’t much care what they did to me, Cooper could have this any time he wanted. Fuck the consequences. He could mark and claim anywhere he wanted. Though the second that thought skated through my mind, a shiver followed at the fear that came with others knowing this and what that meant. I was about to answer when I felt fingers dig into my hips, the second I opened my eyes I was faced with the tiles of the shower, both hands slapping loudly to the wall. It was cold, but I could feel it heating under my fingers within seconds. My brain bounced from one feeling to another. The scrape of fangs sent a shiver through me, in no way preparing me for the feeling of Coopers bite at my shoulder. I instinctively flinched away before groaning and pressing back against him. Wanting more and knowing that the throb from the bruise would be felt for days. It was enough to have me grinning, my forehead landing on the wall so I could arch my back, pressing my ass back against the slow slide of Cooper’s cock. I didn’t care that I hadn’t been with anyone for weeks, or that it was likely going to hurt. None of it mattered, made it so I wanted it more. I shook my head and licked my lips slowly before I could tip my head to look back at Cooper, “You see me complaining? Take what you want, and then we can go and deal with the shit storm waiting.” With each word I rolled my hips, pressing back against the feeling of protest as I willed my body to relax, welcoming the pain that I knew was about to come.]

Cooper: *As he went on about protecting me and all that shit, I let out a low growl and tipped my head, biting his other shoulder just so I could hear that sinful moan fall from his lips* You are talking too much. Focus on right now, Kulote.  *I ran my tongue over the bite marks and then up the nape of his neck as I lined my cock up, teasing the head around that tight ring of muscles* Focus on the way my cock feels, the way our bodies line up so fucking perfectly. *My words came out in a low growl as I pressed closer, sinking myself deeper inch by torturous inch. I dropped my head to his shoulder to fight the urge to sink my teeth into his throat, I did still have a modicum of self-restraint, which was fucking amazing considering I could barely remember my name right now. Not with the way his ass squeezed my cock as I buried myself fully. I slid one hand around his waist and then up his chest until my fingers curled around his throat as I pulled back slowly before sliding my hips forward as slowly as I could until I was fully seated once more. He felt like a punishment I would be willing to face again and again. The water around us faded to nothing and it was just us in this moment. My heart thudded loudly in my ears as that slow and steady pace I wanted to set started to give way to the desire he brought out in me. Something shifted in one hard snap of my hips, something that toppled my world on end, but I couldn’t focus on it. Not when his ass pulsed and pulled me deeper, sending my flames higher. Soon the sound of flesh to flesh grew louder than my heartbeat as I whispered against his back words in my old tongue, words of protection and promises buried under the growls that formed with each hip roll, each slide of our bodies together*

Landyn: [I felt my moan turn into a growl as the pain from his teeth lanced through me, in no way was I asking him to stop. The heat that raced through me was enough to tell me just how much I enjoyed his marks on me. I managed a nod, my lips turning up into a grin at the command and the nickname. I almost growled at him to also shut the fuck up, get to actions over words. But I could feel him pressing closer and my brain short circuited out completely. I could feel the water rushing down his skin and hitting mine, but that was just a secondary thought. I kept my brain on keeping my body relaxed. Inviting him to make me feel as good as I knew I would make him feel. I exhaled hard when I felt his skin slide over mine, the stretch slowly turning from pain into a dull throb. And I wanted him to move. I didn’t have to utter a word, my body spoke for me, and I managed a low, rumbling growl when Cooper started moving against me. I shifted my footing under him, getting more leverage as well as better balance so I could fold my arm against the tiled wall. My other curled behind me, hitting hot skin as I dug my fingers into his hips. Wanting to feel him for the rest of the night, if not the rest of the week. I couldn’t focus on what he was saying, though my brain was remotely aware that they were not words that would normally be spoken at me, words that meant way more than they should. Instead I concentrated on breathing, each breath fogged up the tiles in front of me. I rolled my hips and met each and every slide of his body with one of my own, using the wall to push back against Cooper over and over, mindless to how long we’d been in the shower. I deliberately tightened my muscles, pushing him to the finish line without thought. The noises that spilled from my lips were nothing more than incoherent mumbling, but nothing could stop them. As I moved slightly I could feel the angle change enough to hit me right where I needed, sending each nerve into hyper drive as I lost my battle to control anything that was happening. Happily letting my release slam into me, knowing it would only add to Coopers pleasure as I felt it blast over each and every inch of my body, shorting my brain into mush.]

Cooper:   *Every low noise that fell from his lips seemed to fuel me on and despite knowing we hadn’t much time, I wanted to draw it out as long as humanly possible. That is until that little asshole changed the angle of his body and gripped my hip, urging me to leave my own marks on him. Each tight slide of his ass along my cock had my brain shorting out as I tightened my hand on his throat and the other around his waist to keep him as close as I possibly could with each roll of my hips. When his ass clenched tight around my cock as his release took hold, I saw stars and gave up the losing fight. My hips snapped hard and fast as I chased my own release, pumping deeply until I was shaking with over stimulation. My breath was ragged as I dropped my head to his shoulder and tried to keep from falling over with the sudden jelly sensation that seemed to take over my body. I slid my hand from his throat down his chest, dragging my blunt nails as I went, before sliding my fingers over the tip of his cock to scoop up the lingering drops of come. I brought my fingers to my lips and sucked his taste clean, growling low as I savored each drop. When my fingers were clean and I felt I could control my limbs, I spun him under the water to rinse him off, reluctantly breaking the connection of my cock and his ass. The loss was immediate as a chill ran down my spine. I didn’t care what I was walking in to, I knew that the male before me was far more dangerous than anything else I would face. I tipped his head back to get his hair wet and checked his throat, thankful that the marks already seemed to be fading there at least.* Hmmm, shame those can’t stay, I like my marks on you.

Landyn: [I worked hard to remember to breath, feeling Cooper lose it right along with me did nothing to kick start my brain. If anything it just encouraged it to turn to mush and slide out my ears. I circles my hips one more time and then used the wall to help me stand up, leaning back against Cooper for a bare second before I was spun into the warm spray from the shower head. I was happy to stand and let talented hands slide over my skin again. My throat throbbed just slightly from where his fingers had been, and my shoulder still stung from the bite. I couldn’t have cared though, and I was happy to have his marks on me. Whether they be bite marks or bruises. Having said that, I knew what a fine line I was walking. If his father, or anyone, saw them, I’d be pretty much dead before I even realised what I’d walked in on. I had to be careful, and while I couldn’t say no to Cooper, I hadn’t done it because it was in my contract. I’d done it because I wanted to. And I was sure I’d do it again. I allowed myself to grin when I heard Cooper’s growled words. Tipping my head enough that I could open one eye under the shower and look at him, “There’s plenty more places you can leave marks. Have more formal dinners, and no one can see my throat anyway because of the traditional robes we all have to wear.” I winked and then lifted my hands to finish washing my hair, moving as soon as I was sure the last sud had gone down the drain, “Now you get yourself washed up, and I’ll get myself dried so that we can get you dressed for this meal. I have to run across to my room to grab my stuff, since the only clothes in here are yours, and space for your new wife’s.” I threw another wink at the male, knowing that my teasing could go one of two ways. And I wasn’t hanging around to get a black eye just before the first official showing of the two of us to the new family relations. I stepped out of the shower and used the towel on my hair first before letting it skim my body quickly on the way down to being knotted around my waist. As soon as the fabric was away from my eyes I was able to watch Cooper in the shower, taking in the flex of muscles and the way he moved as steam rose up around him. It was quite something to see. I grinned again and grabbed up my clothes. “I’ll grab what I need and come back. Then we can sort you out with what you need to wear. Don’t run off while I’m gone.” I chuckled and then pushed out of the bathroom. Aware it’d look weird that we’d both showered in the same room, but hoping that the time difference between me coming out and Cooper would mean they assumed we’d been talking and then taken separate showers. I checked the corridor on my way between rooms. Unable to stop the wince when I realised that there was literally guards posted all over the fucking place. I exhaled and then tried my best to look unconcerned as I made my way back into my own room, grabbed my stuff and then turned right back around to go back to Coopers room. I made eye contact with a few of them, watching as they gave me a once over before returning to post. I had to hope they weren’t gossips, or that they would at the very least talk to me before deciding on what they’d seen. Either way, I ducked into Cooper’s room fast and tried to keep my heart rate down so we could focus on what was to come. “Ready to get suited and booted to meet your lovely lady?”] #TheCalmBeforeTheStorm

[thescreamingdemon]

It’s Never Good News

Cooper: Dropping my empty bottle on the table, I grabbed for another, twisting off the cap when I heard a thud coming from the direction of my room. Fuck no. At first I didn’t know if it was my mind playing tricks on me or what, but then I felt the presence of another. Heard breathing and soft cursing. Damn angels just don’t know how to take a fucking clue. I reached for the gun I’d tucked away earlier and quietly moved through the living room to the bedroom door. Raising the gun, I switched the safety off and readied my finger on the trigger. I stepped around the door and lowered the gun towards the figure on the floor at the foot of my bed. My eyes narrowed as I took aim. My dick recognized the asshole before my brain did because it was stirring to life and tenting my sweats even as I held the gun steady, aiming the sight right at the base of his throat. I didn’t want to fuck up that pretty face after all. I know I told him to get his ass back here to talk, but the only reason I could justify him sneaking in was to catch me off guard. To kill me like the others have tried. Why else would he have gone this route? It was all a fucking game. My alcohol-fueled brain was totally on board with that theory and as I took another step closer, I growled my words at him* You here to finish me off? Or were you hoping to get fucked first before you stuck the knife in my back?

Landyn: [I’d managed to take the comforter down with me, dragging it off the bed when I hit the floor. I was fighting with that when I heard the footsteps that meant I’d been heard. Which was shit. I’d hoped that there was a slight possibility that I’d been dumped back at home, or even a place where it wasn’t occupied by people. Well, I knew that they’d not make me appear out of thin air in front of a whole host of humans. That would be ridiculously stupid, even for them. I eventually managed to wrestle my way out of the bed prison of the blanket before looking up. The first thing I realized was that the gun wasn’t a fake, it was loaded, and the safety was off. Well that wasn’t good! I flicked my gaze past the damn gun and focused on the male holding it. He looked seriously pissed off, and rightly so. I’d said I’d come back as soon as I could in order to get shit fixed up and sorted, and here I was turning up a shit ton of time later. No wonder he was pissed. And after having had the delightful arrival of an angel set on killing him, it surprised me even less that he was armed. Though I’d have thought something slightly more supernatural would have been aimed at me. A gun would hurt like a fucker, but was unlikely to keep me down for long. Instead of throwing out the cocky retort that was already on the tip of my tongue, I slowly raised my hand, having to flap slightly as the comforter tried to come up with me, “Where did you buy this thing, it’s like fucking velcro.” I shook my head and kept my hands either side of my head while shifting slowly to my knees. Wanting to get up off the floor, but happy to stay here until the gun was no longer pointed at my head, “Finish you off? I recall I was the one who stepped in to kill the bitch the last time you were jumped. And if I wanted to stab you in the back, you can be assured I’d not fuck you first. I have some standards, as low as you seem to think they are.” I shrugged at the demon, but kept my eyes lifted so he could see that I wasn’t messing around. He was obviously under the influence, I hoped it was only alcohol, but who the hell knew to be honest. If it was alcohol he could sleep it off in a few hours and then we could talk. I tried for a slow breath before I gestured slightly at the gun, “You want to put that down? You need to sleep off whatever you’ve had so I can talk to you. It’s why I’m here. To give you the answers you told me to go and get for you. Think you can handle that?]

Cooper: *I held the gun steady, even if my lip did quirk a bit watching him fight with my covers. Anger was still winning in the battle of my brain when it came to the demon before me. Though there were other emotions trying to rear up and logic wasn’t all that far behind. Logically, I wanted to believe he’d not been sent to hurt me, but I never was one to listen to logic. If I was, I’d not have fucked him. I’d not want to fuck him again either. But here we were and with him on his knees like that, my rock hard dick was convincing me that killing him would be the only damn way I’d get him out of my system. I gave a slight shake of my head when he asked if I’d put the gun down. I wasn’t quite ready for that. Not until I actually did have some answers, but I did motion for him to get off his knees so I’d get /that/ particular image out of my mind.* Few beers is nothing. You may have killed that bitch, but how do I know it wasn’t just a way to get me to lower my guard around you? Kill some angel nobody and then get close, get what you need from me and then move on.

*I reached down to slightly adjust my damn erection as I motioned for him to move to the other room. Even off his knees, he was too damn much temptation for me. Fueled by anger and beer though and I knew it’d be damn easy for me to give in to that particular brand of temptation too.* You want to give me some answers, start talking. If I believe you, I’ll drop the gun and let you walk out. Better make it quick though, I’m trying to avoid being relocated and if I can’t give them some reason to let me stay who knows where the fuck they’ll make me go next. I’m tired of moving my ass around and starting fresh.

Landyn: [I continued to watch Cooper make up his mind. I kept my eyes focused on his face and the gun. Though it wasn’t exactly easy not to look down and take in what was obviously there just for me. Well, I hoped it was, otherwise I’d just walked in on the most awkward moment ever. Though now wasn’t the time to ask. The gun in his hand, and the look on his face, told me all I needed to know about whether he was willing to pull the trigger. More than once while he spoke, and more than that when he didn’t, I wondered just how close to putting a bullet in my head he was. I took a slow breath and used the bed as a crutch to get on my feet, instantly lifting my hand again to show that I wasn’t going to go for any weapon. While I was good at what I did, and could probably unarm him without too much trouble, I wanted him to trust me. Needed him to now that I had all the information. Since he needed to listen to me. It pissed me off more than I wanted to admit that I was going to be delivering such shitty news, fingers crossed I wasn’t shot for my troubles. I tried talking while I walked to save time, “If that had been the case I wouldn’t have promised to come back and then fucked off for a week. I’m not a complete asshole. Despite how I act. If you had to deal with you and that shit that comes with that, you’d be pissed off all the time too.” I nodded and moved through to the living room, looking around to check we were alone. That sort of confirmed that the obvious interest in his pants had been for me. Flattering, and not something I needed to be thinking about right now. The dude was about to punch my lights out when I told him what I needed from him. Thinking of everything that happened in his garage was not the best way to go, that would not help me think clearly. Instead I stopped and dropped my hands, turning to face the male behind me until I could look him dead in the eye. “I know where you’re going next. It’s not up to you any more. It’s what the angels were trying to stop happening. I would say congratulations, but I have a feeling you’re going to want to knock me across the room, or use that gun, before I’m done speaking.” I grinned at the demon, though the amusement didn’t make it to my eyes, I didn’t find this the least bit funny. Though I still wasn’t entirely sure why. I shouldn’t be invested, and yet my gut told me otherwise. Instead I took a deep breath so I could give the news in a way that would hopefully keep me at arm's length, “But I’ll say it anyway, Congratulations. We’re on the way to your wedding.”]

Cooper: *My senses may have been dulled, but the asshole in front of me had every damn bit of my attention and focus as he moved past me. I could feel the truth in his words but that didn’t abate my anger in the slightest bit. Pissed off was something we both had in common it seemed. The only difference was at least he knew why shit was happening. All my life I’d been left in the fucking dark, moving when told and having no fucking choice in the matter. And now…now this asshole was telling me I had to go again? I cocked the hammer on the gun and leveled it between his eyes when I saw that grin on his face* You think this is a fucking joke? What the hell kind of bullshit is that? I’m not getting married now or every so wherever you’re getting your intel is bullshit.

*My brows pinched and I narrowed my gaze at him, my voice low and gravely as I tried to hold on to the slim thread of control I had left in my system* Is that why you let me fuck you? You were kicking the tires so to speak so you could report back to who the fuck ever and now suddenly I’m supposed to just be all fine and happy about this bullshit of a wedding? I don’t fucking think so. Take your tight ass and lying lips the fuck away from me. Tell whoever it is you’re working for that the jokes over. No angel or demon is going to dictate my damn life another fucking moment.

*My gun remained on him as I walked to the door and held it open* You can walk out or get thrown out the window, right now I don’t care either way.

Landyn: [I felt my fists curl at my sides. I’d give just about anything to move forward and punch the fucker in the face. Instead I was stuck standing still, hoping that gun didn’t go off accidentally with all the anger that was currently radiating from the demon. I grinded my teeth as I watched him finish ranting and move towards the door. I went as he asked, until I was about level with him, grabbing the door and slamming it shut instead of moving through it, “Oh yeah, that night was totally a way to get under your skin. Total plan all along. It was why I was gone so long, cos I already knew what info I needed to pass on, but I wanted to fuck with you a little. Can’t ever take the path that is the easiest!” I snorted and shook my head, turning slightly so I could look around the gun to the pissed off demon behind it, “Throw me anywhere you fucking want. It won’t stop what is going to happen. You know what they do to us if we disobey. You, they’ll just make a little uncomfortable, torch your shop or something. They’ll be a lot less kind to me, they don’t need me.” I tried not to show just how much that thought bothered me. I’d said no to orders before, and I was lucky I was still allowed to do what I did day to day. I’d seen some who hadn’t been any good at their jobs, then said no. They were nothing more than a drooling mess now, their minds locked in some kind of horrific torment. I wasn’t going there. “You don’t have a choice, that much I do know. They need you, or I guess your bloodline.You’ll either go to them or spend your life running, cos they know where you are. And between running from them and the angels, is that any way to live? Just go, listen to what they have to say, do what they want. Surely that’s better than having to stay on the move while dealing with the headache from hell?” I had no idea why I was trying to reason with him. He’d basically called me a whore to get close to someone. If only he knew the shit I’d had to do, and the lines I’d tried never to cross. I stepped closer and growled, “You can bitch all you want. Fight. Try to throw me out of a window. Shoot me if you really have to. But in the end we’ll both end up in the shit. At least you’re likely to live through whatever they will do to you.]

Cooper : *The growl built in my throat as Landyn came stalking over and erupted loud enough to shake the photos on the wall when he slammed the door shut. I flipped the hammer on the gun and slid the safety on before dropping it on the counter beside me so that my hands were free. I closed my fingers around the front of his shirt and spun him until his back slammed the wall as I listened to his snarky ass mouth.* And why should I believe any of that shit. You show up, we fuck, next thing you know angels are busting down my door and you’re telling me I have to get married. I don’t believe in coincidences.

*I tried not to let his words affect me when he spoke of what they would do to him. I didn’t give a flying fuck and why should I. He obviously didn’t give two shits about me.* They don’t need me either, they can find another sorry sack of shit to marry off and do what the fuck ever.

*I actually snorted when he asked if running was any way to live. As if there was any difference. Either way, my life had stopped being my own. I leaned in close so that my nose was almost pressed to his.* Tell them I split and you couldn’t find me or better yet, tell them an angel got to me before you did. I’d rather run than be stuck wherever they are putting me now. You say I get to live, but you’re full of shit because the moment I agree, my life is over. You’ll be the one who gets off free.

*My lip quirked in the corner and I shook my head as any distance between us vanished, my body pressed against his from hip to shoulder almost of it’s own damn accord. Fuck this demon asshole. Fuck the effect he had on me.* That’s what it’s going to come down to, isn’t it. My life or yours. You’re trying to make me feel guilty about you getting punished if I run, but if I don’t, I’m the one who suffers. So tell me, Landyn…why should I give a shit what happens to you?

Landyn: [I exhaled so fucking fast when I heard the safety go on the gun, the loud plop as it hit the table was even better. Though I should have been paying attention to the male in front of me, since he managed to get his hands on me far too easily. Had I been paying attention Id have been across the room and out of reach within seconds. Instead I was slammed into the wall and then held there. This time it was my turn to growl, my head moving from side to side as I tried to answer him without sounding like some horny teenager. “Shit went down and the one who was looking after you was killed. Same angel that came after you we think. I was assigned to you and then what happened, well, happened. I went to get answers. Answers you told me to go and get. Answers I’ve spend a week minus sleep getting so that I could come back down here and tell you about. They didn’t want you to know, I insisted you would be easier to convince if you had the whole truth.” I ran my tongue over my lips, wishing I’d had that drink before I’d been tossed down here with the most pissed off dickhead I’d met in a while. Like I’d fuck someone just to get close to them. I mean, I would have, but nothing like what we’d done. I would have been in charge. There was no trust between those I took to bed, with this lunatic, there had been nothing but trust. Which now burned in my stomach at all the accusations. Which I understood, and yet it was making me want to knock him the fuck out and take him up there whether he cooperated or not. Instead I decided to try and see if my mouth could do more than just get me in trouble. I shifted my weight, hiding a wince at the throb of the muscles in my back, and wrapped my fingers around Cooper’s wrists, “I can’t tell them anything, they know where you are, all the time. They can’t get anyone else, you’re it. The bloodline they need. I think they only just worked it out a few moves ago. At one point when you moved, they must have done tests or something on you. I didn’t ask, figured you’d know. Anyway, that’s that. They’ve been protecting you, which is why you keep having to move, and why you kept having random demons around you checking in.” I snorted and then tipped my head just enough to be able to hazily look him in the eye as he got closer and closer, “I’m not going to be free, you asshole. I’m assigned to you. I get to stand outside your huge state rooms, or follow you around. Go into rooms first to check that no one is trying to kill you. Run your fucking baths, whatever you want me to do. Call you sir or majesty or whatever the fuck title they give you.” I shook my head and exhaled again, trying to keep down the automatic reaction to push back against the male, or wait on whatever instruction he was going to give. I just couldn't like to him, and he asked a question, he was getting an answer. An honest one. He had my full attention. “I’m as fucked as you are. I just won’t be doing the fucking, that’s your job.” I paused as I tried not to wince at what I knew would come with the last thing I could tell him that I knew. “They want an heir.”]

Cooper: *My hand slid from the front of his to close around the front of his throat even as fingers wrapped around my wrist to get me to let go and I slid my thumb over the vein in his throat so I could feel his heartbeat. I was listening, I just didn’t give a damn what he was saying. At least now I knew what happened to the last delivery guy, though I was still less than impressed to find out that I was being watched this whole fucking time. If that was the case they had to know I liked dick and wouldn’t be thrilled with whatever this shit was.* There’s nothing easy about me, Kolute. I appreciate you trying though.

*My hips rolled as I made sure to keep very close contact with the male. If I had to be fucked up in the head over him, I damn sure wanted to make it uncomfortable for him. My eyes locked on his and my lip quirked into a wicked smirk* You call me sir and you sure as fuck won’t be standing outside anywhere. I’ll have you bent over the fucking bath or whatever else I want you to do.

*I should have known that bit was coming but I swear my stomach dropped to my toes when he said it outlaid. An heir. A fucking ankle biting spawn was not going to happen. My lips damn near hovered over his before I pushed back and spun away from him. I could feel the blood rushing from my head. Any lingering buzz I had vanished* Can’t I just spunk in a cup or something? I’m not even sure I can get it up for a chick. How the hell did I get caught up in this…how did you get stuck with this shit? Good fucking hell. This is a nightmare and I need a drink. Or a fuck or a drink and a fuck, something to make it all go away.

Landyn: [The fucker was not making it easy. The thing I should have done was just come back, said I had no answers and then got him out of my system. He could have then fallen asleep and woken up where I was about to have to take him against his will anyway. But I had hoped I could get him to trust me some, to do as I told him just to make his life easier. As it was, he was setting me on fire with the ridiculous touches, just him being this close had my brain firing with images I have no need to recall right at this second. I stayed silent though, waiting on him processing it all. And I knew the minute he’d filtered through it all and hit on the bit I knew would drive him insane. Because yes, they did know he prefered men, but they just didn’t give a shit. If they got him where they wanted him, he’d be a big player. They’d have one up on the angels and a kid that could probably take out most of them with a snap of their fingers. It was a strategic play, and one that either side could have had happen, but the timing had to be perfect. Which was why there had been no prior warning, but now that it was in full steam ahead mode, we were expected to jump. I held his gaze, even as my body flushed with heat and a shiver ran the length of my spine. Even if he was doing it deliberately, which I was fairly sure he was, I couldn’t stop the reaction. It was something that happened without thought. And the mere idea that someone could have that kind of reaction on me was terrifying. Especially now that I wasn’t going to get to explore it any further. I’d have to listen to him do his duties. They were strict once they got you in their grips. While they’d not watch him so closely he’d not manage to sneak someone in now and again, for the most part they’d expect him to spend his evenings with the female they were yet to name. At least to me or him. We’d find that out once I got his prickly ass down there. Instead I leaned properly against the wall as he stepped away, “Both, all of those things sound like a good plan. But you don’t have time. They sent me down as soon as I’d finished being briefed, but they gave me a time frame. And I have to stick with it. You have to stick with it. Difficult or not. And that damn nickname isn’t going to sway me.” I pushed away from the wall and moved until I could meet his gaze again, “ As much as I want it to.” I shrugged a shoulder. Half his questions didn’t need answers, he already know them. I wasn’t going to waste breath with them. “Pack anything you particularly want to take with you. Once we’re up there you can negotiate with them on what to do with your shop and things. But you are going, and you’re going soon.”]

Cooper: *I turned back with a wicked grin as I focused my hearing on his reaction to the nickname. The rest of the shit didn’t matter at the moment, but I damn sure liked knowing that I could cause that reaction in him. That shiver as his body heated told me all I needed to know about his physical sensations, but it went deeper than that. And he knew it. I walked to the fridge and grabbed two bottles of the special brew, popping the tops before I walked over and handed one to him. Encroaching on his personal space, I brushed my body against his and held his gaze in mine until he took the bottle from me* Drink up, Kulote. Until they drag my ass out of here, I’m taking my time getting ready. I’ve never done things the way I’m supposed to and if they’ve been watching like you’ve implied, they knew they were setting your ass up for a difficult time. And since I’m pretty sure they don’t want the human’s to stumble on anything, they’ll more than likely torch the damn place the moment I leave. It’s what they did at my last place. Even found a body to leave to pass as me, poor business owner up in smoke.

*I rolled my eyes and took a long pull of my drink before I pushed away from the demon and turned towards my room. I made sure to take my sweet ass time too. I pushed down my sweats and kicked them off to reveal my bare ass before I crossed the threshold to my room. If I was being summoned, that meant I had to look the part and sweats just didn’t cut it. I didn’t give two shits if he followed and babysat me while I packed either. I wasn’t going to move any faster than I wanted. Fuck them. They think they are going to stick me with some bitch because they want a spawn, they’d learn that I was no one’s puppet. I grabbed my duffel and threw my weapons in there, some of my favorite books, my sketch pads, and a few odds and ends, then went to the closet to grab some clothes. I pulled on a pair of relaxed fit jeans and then a tee imprinted with my business logo. That should piss them off. There was one more thing I would need, at least when I busted free, but I wanted it on me before they torched the place.I called over my shoulder* Can you run down into my office, grab the only envelope in the top drawer of the desk?

Landyn: [I was eternally glad that he seemed to have calmed down fast enough. Though I should have known there was a catch. Did he have any idea how we were even getting to where we were going? I had to guess he was used to them actually coming to pick him up. And I rarely showed off one of my skills, so perhaps he’d never seen it in practice before. Either way, I could really do without the reminder of what he did to my body every time he came near. Because it was distracting. What was the point of getting attached. If I did feel like there was something there, something deeper than a one night stand, it would only serve to hurt me. I’d be forced to watch him night after night with his wife, or whoever he managed to sneak into his bed once he was doing what he was told. That was not the way I saw my future going. Frankly, I hadn’t even seen it going the direction it was on a crash course with currently. I liked the flexibility of the current gig I had. Checking in all over the place, seeing different people and being able to bounce between jobs and time and countries. That all stops now. I was busy saying sorry to the dickhead who advertised himself to any demon who crossed his path with a shop named after one of our kind. He’d yet to work out it wasn’t just his life being fucked with. And he had the infinitely better deal with being able to have pretty much anything he wanted, while I was stuck adhering to his every whim. And I was sure that would be many and often. He didn’t strike me as the type to just take this shit lying down. I shook my head and tips my chin as I lifted my gaze to watch him move around the place, the beer in my hand as I tried to fight my body's reaction to him. Close or not, it didn’t really matter. And that scared me far more than the next few hours did. Which was not comforting. I figured talking worked better than silence, even if he was currently testing me in new and cruel ways. His ass, well all of him, but currently his ass, wasn’t the imagine I needed in my head. So I was glad it was just a passing things before he disappeared into the room, “Tell them that you want it to keep running, or that they have to compensate whoever else is working here. If you care about it, insist they do it. You’re doing them a favour. One that you’re sort of forced into, but you know. You’re an asshole, might as well live up to your name.” I shrugged to myself, as I knew he couldn’t see me. I finished off my beer in one and then turned my attention back to the male “You what…………….um sure.” I frowned at the request, but made quick work of the stairs down to the door through to the workshop and then again to the office. I didn’t hang around, I didn’t want Cooper to disappear on me. I could find him easily enough, but I stil didn’t have time to fuck around. I pulled open the drawer, as instructed, and then grabbed at the only envelope I could see in there. I jogged back up the stairs and burst back through the door, “Ok, got it, that all you needed before we go? Is it important for something?”]

:Cooper: *I almost laughed when he told me to at least fight for the business. He was so adamant that I had no choice in this, yet he thought I had a choice in what they did with my life here? I fought a number of times before, tried to hand over the business, anything to preserve it and each time it went up in flames. Even if they told me otherwise, I had learned long ago their words meant shit. When he left, I grabbed my phone and made sure the will was up to date so that anything in the bank went to Rodney. He was also the beneficiary of the insurance policy since I had no family and all that. Clint would get a payout as well to help cover school for all the work he’d done. Once that was settled, I eyed the window and debated just making a fucking break for it. I wouldn’t though. I knew if I did not only would they find me, I had a feeling they’d make Landyn pay for it. Despite him being an utter tool, literally as they were using him to make me cooperate, he didn’t deserve to be punished because of my stubbornness. They were assholes for playing that game too. One of many issues I held with them was the fact they had no issues punishing the wrong people. I finished packing while I waited for him to return, then set my shit on the table while I finished off my beer. When he came in, I plucked the envelope from his fingers and peered inside. He hadn’t been gone long enough to actually go through it, but at this point, I wasn’t putting anything past anyone. Every thing was in there that I needed, I knew the shop employees would be taken care of, and now I could focus on getting out of this situation. I stepped into my boots and raised a brow at him* You could say it’s important. It’s contacts I need for things. I don’t give a shit what they say, I’m not staying anywhere for this shit. But I’ll make sure you’re out of the way before I cause shit to hit the fan. Since you just dropped in, should I assume you have some other way to get to where we need rather than traipsing to a portal? Or are you one of those assholes who can pop in and out wherever?

Landyn [I frowned at the mention of contacts. Was this for future businesses, because I had a feeling there would be no more future businesses. He was now in the hands of those higher up. They’d keep him and have him pop out babies on the off chance others were killed, kidnapped or other. Once he was in, that was that. I didn’t see a way he could get out, even if he was the most insufferable asshole I’d met in a long time, if ever. And that was quite an achievement considering who my boss was, and his boss, and her boss and up and up it went. I had no idea what was in that envelope, even though he’d just given me an answer. So I just nodded. What did it matter to me what he took with him, so long as he was packed up and ready to go. I looked at the two bags he’d packed, along with the normal array of things that got stuffed in pockets. Keys, wallet, phone. And whatever the envelope was. “I’m sure they’ll check if you’re ready and settled before the make the move permanent. But I would still ensure you have it all before we go where we’re off to. Cos I can’t say for sure they’ll let you come back. Though if you needed something, I would probably be able to sneak down here for you if I needed to.” I had no idea why I offered. It would seriously put my ass on the line, and likely get me in a shit ton of trouble if I was to be caught. But I wanted him to feel he had some control over checking on the place. Even though I could see that he figured it’d be torched within minutes of him leaving. I just sighed, I really had no idea, and I’d await his answer once I’d given him time to think on it. It wasn’t something I needed to know right away. I threw one of the bags over my shoulder and snorted* “Assholes who can pop wherever? You really have so much respect for the different powers of your race, don’t you?” I shook my head and then pulled a knife out of my pocket, I could open time without it, but it made it easier this way, one clean cut and it was done. I made sure the cut was big enough for the two of us to step through before motioning for Cooper to go ahead “We’ll end up just inside the front door of your new home. It’s safe, they assured me it would be, but if you’d rather I went first, I can do that and then come back for you. Someone should be there to meet you. I don’t know who you do or don’t know, so I can’t gauge your reaction in advance, try not to piss anyone off.” I slid the knife back into its holding before stepping back slightly to give Cooper room.]

Cooper: *I shrugged a shoulder and snorted when he said they’d check in. I was shaking my head when I locked my gaze on his* You and I both know damn well my opinion on any of this means shit. If it did, I’d not be stuck with any of this and you’d not be stuck with me. But here we are. I won’t send you to run my errands either. I plan to make far better use of my time than any of that shit.

*I flashed a grin at that comment and then rolled my eyes as he scooped up my bags while I walked closer to him again.* I’m capable of carrying my own shit, you know? I’m a dick but I don’t need a servant to do shit for me. As for the asshole comment it’s more of an if the shoe fits situation. If you can’t tell, people popping in without warning hasn’t exactly panned out well for me. I prefer a little warning from my intruders.

*I eyed the knife and then rolled my eyes as he explained what he was doing. Door to door service, wasn’t I a lucky little demon. No witnesses that way. How convenient. I could only imagine who’d be waiting but there was no way I was letting him go first. If it was a trap, he wasn’t getting caught up in it. He was already too far involved. I stepped to the tear in space and grinned wide at him* Haven’t you figured it out yet, Kulote, pissing people off is what I do best.

*I stepped through and swore the world shift and nearly toppled me over. I couldn’t focus on anyone or anything as I bent forward, hands on my knees as all the beer and the slight amount of food I had took a quick exit via a very violent vomit fest. Showering whoever was standing before me*

Landyn: [I did one final sweep of the room before I stepped through the tear, immediately taking a huge step to the side as I realised what was happening. I should have warned him. Fuck! I winced and placed a hand on his back, trying to sooth him. The reaction wasn’t something I thought about, but it just happened once I realised that what I was used to, he most certainly was not. I mumbled an apology and then looked around the huge entrance hall. I had to bite my lip to hold in the laughter as I saw that one of the three who had come to see us was now a pretty colour of sick. “Um, my fault. I didn’t warn him. I just threw him into it. You said you wanted fast. This was fastest.” I nodded and stepped slightly forward, bringing myself alongside Cooper as I looked between the three faces. My boss was one side, the other two I didn’t know. So that had to mean that they were even higher on the food chain. I waited for them to introduce themselves. They didn’t. Instead they turned to each other, and i could tell that whatever the plan had been, it was no longer that. I wondered if they were used to who Cooper was, and that he wasn’t someone who was scared of them. He’d moved around a lot, though I knew he’d not been up here all that often. That much was in the records that I’d managed to sneak a peek at. I met the uncertain gaze of my boss, and he raised an eyebrow. I just shrugged my answer to the unspoken question. No I had no idea what the fuck was going on. All I knew was that the place now needed cleaned, and us standing around probably wasn’t helping Cooper to feel better. In fact, he probably needed to lie down, “He’ll need to lie down. So whatever plan you have for him being here, it’ll have to wait an hour or two. Bed, food and something to drink will mean that he’ll be up to, whatever, quicker.” I felt my gaze dart between the two males as they stopped their whispering and glared at me, “Show him to his room, we’ll be with you soon enough.” With that they disappeared. I sighed and turned to Cooper, “This is my boss, he knows the place better than me. I’m guessing they meant him to show you to your room. Since I’m meant to protect you, I’ll be coming along too. You good to walk?” I figured he’d not take my help, even if it was offered. But I threw it out there anyway. He had two choices for help if he was struggling, if not, well I just bought him a few hours and some food. Hopefully that would give me some brownie points.]

Cooper: *I heard Landyn step through behind me but I didn’t bother turning my heard, nor did I bother given the three sets of feet in front of me any form of acknowledgement. I was too focused on trying to get the room from spinning and my cleared up. I knew immediately the form of transportation Landyn had used and found myself wishing he was simply one of those assholes who could pop here and there. Would have made this a hell of a lot easier. I did catch a glimpse of the asshole I lost my lunch on and had to fight back a grin. I’d dealt with him before and we’d had numerous discussions. Ones that often ended in bloodshed when all was said and done. I should have known he’d be one of the ones behind this shit. For a moment, I wished I’d eaten more and aimed better. I waited until Landyn finished trying to make excuses for me and pushed to my full height as I wiped my mouth off on the hem of my shirt. His boss was staring at me and I glared right back before dismissing him from my thoughts and turning to Landyn.* If anyone is showing me to my room, it’s going to be you. They couldn’t be bothered to tell me shit before hand, leaving it up to you, then they can piss off with getting me to talk or anything else right now.

*I did glance back at Landyn’s boss and pinned him with a red eyed gaze. I may have vomit breath but I could still be an asshole if I wanted to be. His attitude made me want to be.* If you want to make yourself useful, send food up to my room for us both. Otherwise, you can go kiss the ass of the other two who just walked away since that seems to be your thing. Landyn is quite capable of taking care of me and my needs.

Landyn: [I blinked, wide eyed as I listened to Cooper talk to Emilio, my boss. No fuckin way would I speak to the dude like that. Though he had a lot more power to make my life miserable than he did Cooper’s. I snorted at the last part, cos his needs weren’t going to be taken care of by me, why the fuck would they, I’d brought him here. I shook my head and stepped forward, “Em, just give me directions and we’ll work it out ourselves. As he said, send up food, and if you need us anywhere for a specific time, let me know. I’ll make sure it happens.” I shrugged a shoulder and refused to look at Cooper while I spoke. Emilio huffed out a breath, but once he’d looked between us, realised that neither one of us was following him anyway. I’d been given my assignment, and I wasn’t about to go ahead and leave him hanging for the man who gave me the job in the first place. He beckoned me forward, and I went without issue. Knowing he wasn’t going to do anything past what I’d asked. I was just thankful that Cooper wasn’t able to run. It’s what I’d have been contemplating in his position. Once I was sort of sure I knew where we were going, I grabbed the bags I’d dumped on the floor and motioned with my head for Cooper to follow me. I led the way through the entrance and then up the first and second set of stairs. The place was huge, and honestly, decorated like someone hadn’t really known what to do with the place. So they’d dumped a whole bunch of things at random intervals along the way. Some of the stuff was beautiful, paintings and furniture, but it was to show off money. I continued down the corridor, slowing when we came up to a set of double doors, “So, this should be your place.” I looked around and realised that there was a smaller door across the hall, “And that would be my room when you don’t need me.” I snorted at the difference, which was obvious without even opening the doors. I slid my key into my pocket and held up the one for Coopers room, “So, did you want to do the honours and see what kind of luxury you’ll get to enjoy while you’re here.” I tried not to laugh, the man was one who didn’t give a shit about having anything but what he needed. It wasn’t anything he loved, and as such, I expected he’d barely even notice the place most of the time.]

Cooper: *I didn’t give a fuck about the guy in front of me, even if he did seem to hold sway over Landyn. I figured it was the one giving him orders and maybe that is what made me so fucking pissy with him. I wanted to be the one to give Landyn orders and watch his Adam’s apple bob in his throat moments before he obeyed. Fuck this asshole. I wanted to cut out the middle man, that’s all there was to it. It amused me that Landyn was doing his damndest to ignore me at this moment. I planned on making it impossible for him to forget when I was near. If only I could get the damn chance. I followed him down the halls, grumbling again as he took my bags. Fucker. This place was showy and obnoxious and I hated it from the moment I set foot here. It gave me an idea who was behind it all and my plans to gut the asshole in charge came roaring to the forefront once more. I let my head swivel from the room that was apparently mine and Landyn’s and without looking knew that arrangement was never gonna work. I not only needed to get myself out of this shit, but him as well…somehow. I snatched the key from his fingers with a grumbled thanks and slid it into the slot before the door opened. It was a good thing I’d already emptied my stomach contents on the fucker in other front entrance because I could feel the churn building again.* What the ever loving fuck is this shit??

*I blinked owlishly as I took in the gaudy way too elaborate and way too huge space and turned back to Landyn. I waved a hand behind me at the garish black and gold marble columns and over the top shimmering fixtures. Pictures of demons in various stages of copulation and murder lined the walls, some images depicting both.* No…just fucking no.

*I stepped so damn close and reached my fingers into his pocket, snaking out his key as I managed a very not so subtle stroke along his body, then crossed the hall. Opening that door and finding one that was still garish in decorations but less gaudy and far cozier as far as warmth and size. My voice was low and gravely as I leaned my lips close to his ear* You better get used to me invading the hell out of your space, Kulote.

Landyn: [I tipped my head when I noted Cooper’s reaction. Exactly as I thought it would be. I had to press my lips together once the doors opened. His statement exactly what had gone through my mind. The bed took up a good chunk of the room. But there was also sofas and a desk in there. I assumed it was meant to be a one stop shop in case he didn’t want to be out and about, or if he had company over. But I couldn’t see a TV, or anything that would keep him entertained without his shop to work at during the days. He hadn’t been throwing around money when I’d seen his flat, but he had a few things that he appeared to use. The bed was big enough to fit in 4 of him, with wiggle room. Who the fuck needed something that big to sleep in? I blinked slowly as I took in the room, my smirk being slowly replaced with a look of pure horror. The paintings weren’t even things you could avoid looking at, they were each over 3ft all, and at least that in width. Each one painted in excruciating detail. You couldn’t miss a single thing about them. Not to mention each and every painting appeared to follow you around the room. Even those of the dead in the apparent art. I was so taken by the monstrosity of a painting that was pride of place above the bed that I didn’t even notice Cooper move. Not until he’d stepped in close. My breath hitched as I felt him not only invade my personal space, but also touch me without any kind of conversation. My body reacted though, heat slammed into me as I willed myself to stand still and not inch closer. The way his fingers dragged up the length of my body, probably only a couple of inches, but it left a trail of scorched skin. The shiver hitting me before I could stop it. I huffed out a curse and tipped my head. Taking a small breath when I realised he was already across the hall. Hopefully the reaction hadn’t been noticed. Or I could fob him off about it being my disgust for the room. I followed on after my charge and quickly found myself breathing a sigh of relief. My room was much better. Similarly to Cooper’s, I had a bed, sofa and desk. But I had monitors that showed the outside of Cooper’s room, as well as cameras inside the room that showed the windows and the door. No personal details would be gained from them, unless Cooper specifically choose to actively move in front of them for whatever reason. But I could see who was coming and going, as well as ensure his safety from someone trying to break in. I almost swallowed my tongue when Cooper used his term of endearment along with the statement of invading my space. I had no choice in the matter, what he wanted went from now on. But there was no way I could actively seek it out. He wasn’t the one who would be punished. But if it was just the two of us hanging out, watching the TV that I saw attached to the wall across from the TV. Or playing the various consoles that were also present, that would be ok. They couldn’t punish me for that. I turned to face the male and took a slow breath, willing my body to behave and stop acting like some horny teenager. Knowing I was probably sucking at hiding anything from Cooper. “How about we get you settled in next door, grab some food and then get a game plan.” I nodded at the envelope on the desk, “That’s probably got instructions for us. Possibly from as early as lunch time. Since they dumped me with you at night, you’ve not slept. What did you want?” I walked and talked, starting towards Coopers room with the intention of getting his stuff put away and possibly pulling down some of the paintings while I was there.]

Cooper: *I grinned wickedly when Landyn turned to face me. It was fun seeing the reactions he was trying to hide from me. If I was stuck up here, I was finding the joy where I could. And I definitely enjoyed the blond before me. I made sure to keep close to him, staying right up in his personal space as he tried to keep up the professionalism that he was supposed to be showing. I gave his room another look and noticed the cameras that were showing the atrocity that was to be my new living quarters. I paid very close attention to the locations of the cameras an made mental notes for how to use that information in the future. My brow quirked with amusement as I turned my attention back to Landyn. I shook my head at his suggestion* Sleep yes, but no way am I sleeping in that hell hole. We can eat and then I will crash here while who the fuck ever makes that room not …whatever that was. Though, make sure they leave the cameras because I have plans for those.

*I kept my feet firmly planted even as Landyn was oh so very subtle about trying to get me back to my nightmare. He’s going to have to try harder for that to happen. I had no doubts that the moment I was settled in there, they would decide to spring the female I was supposed to marry on me. I was in no damn hurry for that shit at all. Watching Landyn, I backed up slowly, and took a seat on his couch, stretching out quite comfortably. He was the only bright spot I could see at the moment. He could hold his own when it came to me and most couldn’t. I was an ass. Which was likely why I was being put through this shit. I felt sorry for whatever female they conned into this whole arrangement, she must have pissed off the wrong ass people to get stuck with this punishment. Landyn too for that matter. It still didn’t make sense why I had to get hitched. Those questions could wait though, Landyn’s far more important at the moment. My voice held a hint of amusement at that final question of his and I crooked a finger back in his direction* What do I want? I’m fairly certain you can figure it out, can’t you?

Landyn: [I felt my entire body flush as I struggled between being frustrated, annoyed and encouraged by the way Cooper was acting. Basically, as I understood what would happen, it was to make him comfortable and then spring the female on him. From what I could gather she was more than willing, despite knowing his preferences. Confident that she’d interest him enough to throw caution to the wind and do what was needed. I’d have laughed out loud if it wouldn’t have made me seem like a fucking weirdo. She’d not met him yet. The word stubborn had been made for this male. And the more time I spent with him, the more my body remembered that night. More and more I found my thoughts straying to areas they shouldn’t. And of course Cooper wasn’t helping. Getting up in my personal space and hinting at the fact he’d rather stay in my place than his own. Though that was more to do with comfort than me being there. I licked my lips when I heard his command and nodded, tipping my head the little I had to in order to see him. The fact he was so close had my heart rate jumping, the breath coming a little harder and faster as I tried to talk my body back down. “You want paintings removed. The bedding sorted so it’s not so in your face, and i would assume you want a set up like mine in terms of the TV and gaming consoles?” I nodded and pulled my phone from my pocket, my attention never leaving Cooper. I watched as he moved back into my room, and while I relayed his instructions the best I could to my boss, I watched. Cooper sprawled over the sofa. Looking as at home here as if he were back in his own flat. I licked my lips again, finding I was nervous as fuck as I finished off telling them to leave the cameras, they were in good positions for me keeping an eye on security. Once my boss assured me it’d be sorted within the next few hours I nodded and hung up. About to give the news when Cooper spoke again. I was sure he could see and feel my heart jump into my throat. I dragged my bottom lip between my teeth as I weighed up my options. What would happen to me if I did something I wasn’t meant to do. In the end I swallowed hard, holding his gaze as I moved to go past the sofa to the drinks cabinet, “I think we could both do with a drink. I wonder if they have anything stronger than beer in here.” I tried to keep my voice chilled, but even I noticed it was lower than normal. My entire body betraying me, despite the fact I kept telling myself I had to be good.]

Cooper: *I listened as Landyn made the call, but I was far more interested in watching his body as he moved around the room. I spread out on his couch, kicking my leg up on the small table in front and my arm along the back. I knew my shirt rode up my abs slightly, but I didn’t bother adjusting it, just like I didn’t bother trying to hide the reaction being near to him had on me. If anything, I made sure it was even more prominent in my sweats as I watched him. Especially when he dragged his tongue over his lip or worse, when he bit that full lower lip of his. I wondered for a moment if the asshole on the other end of the line heard the growl that built in my chest at that display. Then I realized I didn’t care what they thought of me. He hung up and my eyes narrowed like I was a predator and he was my prey as I tracked his movements.* You’re quite intuitive, Kulote, you know how I want my room, let’s see what else you can figure out about me.

*As he tried to walk past the couch, I could almost smell the effect I had on him. There was nothing better in the world or underworld as it may be. Yeah, fuck the rules and whatever the powers that be had in store for me. They didn’t wanna give me any information or wanted him to have to do their dirty work, I had other things in mind for him. One more step and my arm flew out to grab him by the waistband of his pants. I gave a firm tug to throw him off balance while grinning wickedly* I could definitely go for something stronger than a beer. I’m thinking hard muscle, blond hair, a mouth that doesn’t quit. Got anything like that?

Landyn:: [I was sure I could just get us both a drink, possibly more than one, and forget the next few hours. Since I was pretty sure all the shit should start up again sooner than I wanted. I wasn’t paying attention as I should have been, so the minute the hand snaked out and I moved to counter I was off balance. I grunted and landed hard, fighting to find a place that wasn’t Cooper to put my hand to brace my fall. Not that it mattered. I ended up far too close to the male, which of course brought with it a whole barrage of other problems. Nanely the images that flashed through my mind and the way my entire body reacted to the close proximity. I knew he could tell the second my heart sped up and my breath caught, both of which had nothing to do with the sudden fall to the sofa. I was trained better than to let that affect me. The fact I didn’t want to move didn’t help my cause, and of course that just meant that the time was lost to move without it seeming like I was being petty. Had I immediately jumped up to my feet again, telling Cooper to be appropriate and serious in the current situation, he might have listened to me. Or listened as well as he had up to now. But because I sat, soaking in his body heat and trying to stamp down the way I reacted to him, I had no way to go but to piss him off. I growled softly, more at myself than him. But if he thought it was aimed at him, I wasn’t about to contradict him, “Are you trying to cause problems? What happens if someone walks in here to get you?” I tipped my head so I could meet his gaze, my brow arched as I tried to keep up the mood I’d been in since I’d gotten this fucked up assignment. I shook my head and then opened my mouth to speak again. Of course my phone chose that moment to start ringing, vibrating from my back pocket. I splutted out words that made no sense and then winced as I took a slow breath. This wasn’t going to be weird at all. I tried to push myself up slightly, knowing I’d never get to the thing in time if I attempted to navigate my way off the sofa. Instead trying to arch my back and ass high enough that I could use my mostly free hand to fish for my phone. Hoping whoever was on the other end wasn’t an impatient as I usually was when I tried to contact someone. I managed to knock into Cooper more than once, my hand brushing areas I was not about to think about before I pulled the phone free and slapped it to my ear, “Yes” I swallowed hard and then turned my attention to the male I was currently far too close to, the phone going silent as I was hung up on, “They’re on the way. You’re meeting the mother and sister first apparently. Want that drink yet?”]

Cooper: *Damn did I love tipping if off balance, both figuratively and literally. I let out a huff of air as he fell and slapped my thigh with his hand. He tried so hard to avoid hitting me but ultimately he was almost exactly where I wanted him.  That catch of his breath and the sudden racing of his heartbeat along his throat pulled a low growl from my lips and I kept my fingers curled in his waistband. My smile widened at that growl of his whether it was frustration at me or what because it was damn sexy when he did it. I raised a brow and met his gaze with a lazy one of my own* I don’t give a flying fuck about them, if you haven’t figured it out yet. They know what I am, what I like. They want someone to blindly follow orders, they’re looking in the wrong place. If they walk in here, we’ll deal with it because…

*I shut up when the little asshole’s phone rang and his hands and ass bounced off of me a little too temptingly. I couldn’t believe he actually answered the call in the middle of our discussion, my eyes narrowed as I knew who it was without a word. When he hung up, I tipped my head and moved closer to him, lips barely a hairsbreadth away from his.* One kiss and I’ll be a perfect gentleman for this little bullshit meet and greet. I won’t even bitch when you duck out and leave me to face the hell that awaits me. Though….I will find you after.

Landyn: [I almost growled when Cooper did the opposite of what I’d expected. Though why that surprised me I wasn’t sure. So far he’d done nothing as expected. Even down to how he was acting. I growled softly, feeling how close he was even as I went slightly cross eyed to keep my focus on the male. This was not the way it was meant to go. He was meant to be semi professional. Or at least pissed at me for bringing him here. Not making me remember that one night and the way I reacted to him. I was sure it was something to do with his powers, even though he’d assured me it wasn’t. No way did I react like this. I needed some way to feel like I was in control, maybe piss him off. Get some distance just while I figured out what sort of punishment I’d get if I was to cross the line. Since I knew full well if I gave into anything, it wouldn’t just be one. No one kiss, or one touch. It’d continue to simmer until it could happen again. At which point there wouldn’t be a stop button. We’d both have stretches were we were together and no one else was around. Neither one of us had any kind of control when it came to the other. Or not that I could tell from his reactions. They were more obvious than mine were. Which was saying something. Though I had a feeling he was deliberately exaggerating his to throw me off. I licked my lips, knowing what he wanted, knowing it was exactly what I wanted too. I kept my voice low, tipping my head to kiss him as playfully as I could manage on the cheek before speaking, “Haven’t you figured it out yet? I won’t be ducking out. I am there to watch and ensure your safety at all times. No matter what you’re doing. Even when you’re fulfilling your duty with the Lady, Princess, whatever the fuck she’s called. I’ll be posted just outside, or watching the cameras to ensure no one is trying to harm you. Even when I’m sleeping, there’s alarms set on all the cameras in case of movement. They’ll alert me. I’m literally at your beck and call 24 hours a day.” I lifted my gaze to meet his as I hovered close, unwilling to move away, despite the dick move of the kiss on the cheek. I knew we didn’t have long, and I was wasting time. But I equally knew what they’d walk in on if things continued. And that would only be bad for me. Not that Cooper was aware of that, or would ever be enlightened to that fact.]

Cooper: *I growled in frustration at both his words and the damn kiss to the cheek. I kept my ears pinned to the door as my fingers curled into the back of his hair. I closed the distance and took his lips in a demanding kiss, hard and brutal and all too damn brief when I pulled back and narrowed my eyes at him* I dunno who you pissed off but I like you being and my beck and call. I will damn well take advantage of it too.

*I knew there would be consequences for him if we were caught. They couldn’t risk me bailing yet and damned if Id let him suffer. I dragged my fingers through his hair as I untangled my body from his before slipping off the couch and standing to my full height. I could hear them approaching down the hallway and a shiver of dread raced down my spine. My voice low and husky. * We’re not finished, Kulote, remember that.

*I smoothed my shirt down and willed the tent in my sweats away as I approached the door. I gave Landyn one last chance and as the door started to swing open without much of a knock, I let out a low growl and blocked it with my foot. I peered around and saw one of the men from earlier along with…I growled low in my throat..*I should have known you were behind this shit. Before anything else, this needs to be made clear, no one enters this room or mine without knocking. Landyn, you can stay here while I take my father and his guests to the atrocity that is my suite. You don’t need to be witness though I’m sure you’ll hear us clearly while we….discuss this situation.

*I gave him one last look, winking, before I turned and walked out, closing the door solidly behind me. I crossed the hall silently, ignoring the group of four that followed me, as I opened the door to the house of horrors.*

Landyn: [I felt that shiver thread down my spine, knowing it was the reaction to Coopers growl. I wasn’t prepared for the kiss though. Assuming he’d be pissed off enough to just throw me to the floor and leave. I was thrown enough that the groan escaped my lips before I could stamp it down. I wanted more the minute his lips hit mine. I knew they’d be swollen, and I didn’t give a shit. I leaned into the kiss and found my fingers curling into the fabric of Coopers shirt. Using it to pull him close, the sting from his fingers in my hair the only things that seemed to keep me grounded. The kiss wasn’t in any way long enough for me to enjoy it. But I knew without speaking that he could see exactly what he did to me when his eyes connected with mine. The echo from the hall incredibly loud in the room, despite the fact I knew they were far enough away that we’d have a minute or two. The hushed words had me doing nothing more than nod. I knew we weren’t finished, and I was certain that he’d take advantage of the fact I couldn’t do more than obey him when we were in public. He was in charge, and I could question or offer up alternatives, but if he chose to go his way, I had to do as he wanted. I knew that would probably come back to bite me in the ass, but what could I do about it!

I tipped my head and watched as he straightened himself. Almost forgetting that I needed to do the same. I stood suddenly when the door opened, a frown hard on my forehead at the interruption without notice. Was that how much I was worth here? I wondered if they’d have done the same to Coopers’ room, or whether it was just me they were looking for. I noted the surprise on their faces when the door wasn’t answered by who they suspected. Even more so when he made his feelings clear by blocking them outside. I took the opportunity to stand and ensure I didn’t look too wrinkled. Though I could see the twitch of brows when the door eventually opened and they saw me. Even if they hadn’t, the announcement about my room as well as Coopers pretty much told them what they needed to know about us. Friendship or more, it hadn’t been the arrangement. I shrugged a shoulder to show that I didn’t care, and then turned my attention to Cooper. His direction almost making me growl. I opened my mouth to tell him where he could shove that idea, then snapped it shut. “Of course, I’ll check the surrounding areas, and if you need me you just have to yell.” I nodded and narrowed my eyes. Ensuring that he was well aware at how pissed I was at being excluded. I then moved back to the cameras. I watched as the whole party filled into the room. Looking over the various buttons to see if there was some way I could listen in. Ensure he was safe and figure out what was happening. It took me a few minutes, but I was able to move the camera just enough to ensure I could see the edge of the desk. That brought all the men into focus, minus Cooper. Of course the one I wanted to look out for wasn’t in the frame. I snorted and then pushed away from the desk, opening my door so I could try to hear what they were talking about. The room had been built for privacy from prying eyes. Not so much if you wanted to listen in. I couldn’t hear basic things like footsteps, or if they were speaking quietly. However, as they were all pissed off, their voices travelled, and I wasn’t complaining about that one.] #ItsNeverGoodNews

[thescreamingdemon]

What the Fuck

Landyn: [I banged my head on the table. I didn’t even try to hide how far past done I was. I’d told my reasons for being late a million times, as well as what had happened. I just kept getting new faces coming in to speak to me. And as yet, I’d not seen my actual contact. We called him Jim, his name was too long to say every time. I wasn’t even completely sure anyone could remember what his actual name was any more. And I wasn’t going to ask him. Instead I watched male after male walk their asses into the room and ask me questions. And not just about the fight, but also about Cooper. What he was like, whether he was settled, did he seem to like his life as it was. Had we spoken. I’d rolled my eyes each and every time. While keeping certain things closer to the chest than others. I had no reason to expose anything of his that they didn’t already know. I groaned and rolled my head to the side when the door opened yet again. I wanted to get back down to find Cooper and sort this shit out. He’d asked me to come back, and I had said I would, just as soon as I could. But I hadn’t expected to be this long. Normally I gave my apologies, passed on my report and was on my way. Something was happening and I wanted to know asap. Jim walked in and plopped down across from me, slamming his hand on the table so I had no choice but to lift my head fast, or lose my ear drum. “Fucking hell. What are you doing? You do know I’m the one who has been stuck in here for however the fuck long while everyone in the entire building gets a look in?” I slumped in my chair and glared daggers at the male across the table from me. His smirk told me that he was exceptionally happy with whatever he had to do, and that told me I was going to be less than impressed. I listened as he spoke and then growled loudly, “How many times do I have to go through this? I was making my deliveries as normal, when the alarm sounded. As you know, ignoring that shit is impossible, even if you wanted to. I rushed to a quiet place so I could be out of sight of humans and got my ass there as fast as I could. Kicked in the door, stabbed the Angel bitch through the back of the head and done. Cooper was all questions, which I think isn’t all that unusual. When someone puts a blade through an Angel’s face in front of you while you’re naked on the floor, you tend to have questions.” The arched brow wasn’t wasted on me, but I refused to go into why him being naked was a useful or relevant detail. But I had noticed, and now he was aware I’d noticed. I rolled my eyes instead and crossed my arms over my chest, growling again as he sat quietly and watched me. After a few minutes I could feel my knee starting to bounce, I needed something to be sorted, and soon, “You looking for a show? Cos it’s not really my thing, considering I’m guessing we have an audience in the other room, and on the other end of that camera. But if it’s the only way to get the fuck out of here, keep up with the staring. If it’s not what you want, tell me what the fuck is going on and then let me go. I have work to do.” I managed to lean forward on the table and waited a heartbeat before letting my hands fall to my pants, starting to undo my belt before Jim jumped up and held out his hands. I grinned widely and settled in my chair, my full attention on the male as he spoke. The longer he explained, the more I inched forward in the chair, I managed to protest a couple of times, but for the most part I was speechless. I took time to digest the information and then exhaled hard. What he was telling me, that was as hit storm waiting to happen. That was just…….no fucking wonder he had someone on him. Normally it was for someone who had committed a crime and needed watching. Or someone who was going to give us information on other demons, or Angels if we were lucky. This was something I’d never heard of. But it made sense. I narrowed my eyes at Jim and then looked towards the camera and window on one of the walls, “You’re sure about this? Because you know the best course of action is to just tell him. I’m not sure he’s aware. He’s no idea why he would have someone there to look out for him, and that’s got to mean he’s oblivious. If he wasn’t, he’d have disappeared the second he saw me, and for sure the minute I randomly turned up at his place to take down the angel. Though it explains why she was the one who turned up. She wasn’t one of the lackeys, and I should have known what that meant.” I shook my head and sighed hard, “I have no idea if they got to talk before I got there or before she attacked. Am I to find out? And can I tell him. He deserves to know, don’t you think?” I arched a brow at Jim and waited on his words of wisdom. But of course I didn’t get a straight answer. Because now they needed me to do something, something I really didn’t want to fucking well do. I was shaking my head the second they started to tell me what the next plan was. I laughed almost as quickly, “You’re fucking kidding me? That’s the plan. There’s no way I can get him to do that. It’s his life you’re fucking with. He’s got a business set up, he’s not just going to shrug that off and come with me. Well, he might for a trip, but he won’t for protection purposes. He can handle himself, and with me on call, he’ll not understand why you’re moving him…..” I was interrupted, which was rude. But I wasn’t getting let off the hook. I was to find a way to convince him to make the trip, once he was there, he’d want to stay apparently, or they’d find a way to insist he stayed. I frowned, not liking the sound of that at all, “Insist?” I figured, if you don’t ask you don’t know. But all I got in response was a nod and another one of those fucking irritating smirks. I shook my head and sighed loudly, “How long have I been here? I need to finish off the jobs for the day, unless you’ve sorted that for me? If this is urgent, that needs fixed. Then, if we’re done, let me go so I can go and get this less than impressive conversation over with.” I gaped when I was told I’d been gone over two days. What the actual fuck! I growled even louder and walked over to the door, “Let me the fuck out and I’ll do whatever you want me to do. Send the address to my phone and he’ll be there in the next 24 hours. And don’t go fucking with me and the time again. It’s ridiculous and I can’t set myself straight for weeks.” I knew they wouldn't care, but I still had to say something. Assholes kept it so it felt like hours for me, when it was actually days. I hated it. I’d had it done a few times, and every time it happened I told them I wasn’t going to go through it again. And yet here I was. I didn’t waif on Jim answering, instead I slammed the door open and crashed my way out. I needed to get this shit done so I could figure out what was going on. No way did they want Cooper to go to this place where he’d be kept there no matter what without there being some other endgame. I couldn’t stop him going, they’d just take him in his sleep and reassign me, or kill me. But I could do my best to stick with him while he was there. They’d already said I was assigned to him, I just had to hope that also meant that I was able to look out for him once he was delivered to them. I got no further than the door beside the room I’d been kept in, when one of the guys who had been in earlier popped his head out. Without warning, he smirked at me, then tapped my forehead. In the blink of an eye I was taken from the holding offices, and dumped straight in the middle of Coopers bedroom. The corner of the bed not managing to hold me as I grunted then thumped to the ground.] #WhatTheFuck

[thescreamingdemon]

Burning off Energy

Cooper : *I watched as Landyn retreated from the apartment, my feet seemingly cemented to the stairs. I knew he had to go, the punishment for ignoring orders was not pleasant and despite how desperately I did not want him to leave, I was no sadist. That still didn’t ease my mind though or my desire to chase his ass down and follow him. I wanted answers too, I was the one attacked. I wouldn’t get them from him though and I wouldn’t make his punishment from whoever he was reporting to worse. No, Landyn would receive his punishment there and then he would come to me for me to deliver my own brand of punishment. There was no other way around it. And if he didn’t return, I’d hunt his ass down with my last breath. I turned from the door, not even bothering to try to shut it since the damn hinge looked busted, and went to my room to dress. I pulled on a pair of snug faded black jeans, a well worn light blue tee, then a pair of socks and my workbooks. I ran my fingers through my now dry hair and tossed the towel into the hamper before turning back to the pile of ash that had attacked me. I ran down to the shop quick and grabbed the industrial vac then went back to my living room to remove all evidence of the angelic creature. I kept her weapons though, tucking them away in the box beneath my sofa, as well as a few of the feathers that flew loose before the bitch had been killed. I felt I deserved them after this shit. Satisfied the mess couldn’t attract attention, I turned my attention to fixing the damn door. That took a little longer, but soon enough I had a thick ass solid door with a double bolt securely in place. I double checked the shop, secured all the entrances and triple checked the alarm, and from there, I was out for the night. I wanted freedom and fresh air so I hopped on my bike, nothing special just an old 86 Harley Softail with my shop logo emblazoned on the fuel tank, and took off towards town as the sun began to fade.

While I had plans for Landyn, whether he knew them or not, tonight I needed to get my frustrations out on someone. Which is why I was heading to the gym, then the club, rather than heading below for some fucking answers just yet. Swerving to avoid the car that blew the light, I slid damn near sideways into the gravel lot, kicking up rocks as I slowed to a stop. Fucking humans. They never learned. I’d be seeing that jackass in the shop again without me even having to lift a damn finger. Even at this hour the gym was still humming with activity as I entered through the steel door. All that crossfire bullshit on the sports channel had driven interest up in these full body workouts. Sucked for me since I liked the quiet but at the same time it always gave me a challenge considering someone, almost every damn time, would challenge me. I gave a few nods here and there to the regulars, waving at the manager, Gary, who immediately started to head over. His face was filled with concern as he cast a glance up to me, “You look ready to rip someone’s head off, Coop. You need to spar?” His voice dropped as he stepped closer, “Or you looking to blow off steam in another way?” I could practically smell the desire wafting up from him. He was a fun distraction at times and seldom pushed for more than the quick hand job after fucking him, but even the thought of him bent against the locker did little to quell the tension that was coiled deep within. I knew if I did that or even the sparring, I’d end up hurting the human. I shook my head when I spoke, my voice soft like I was letting him in on some big secret* I think the bag first, then a spar, then we’ll see about anything more. Some assmunch busted into my place while I was showering. Scared ‘em off but now I’m still fighting that adrenaline, ya know? Wish I could get my hands of the fucker responsible.

*Gary’s frown deepened, “They get anything important?” I gave another small shake of my head as we started towards the locker room. It was far fetched, but it couldn’t hurt for me to try to put out feelers* Nah, well nothing more than an eyeful of me fresh out of the shower. But it felt personal. They didn’t even hit the shop. You’ve not heard anything right? Anyone I may have pissed off or someone looking for me?

*Gary stopped at my locker and turned his pale brown eyes up at me. “Well now that you mention it…” I pinned him with my gaze, every muscle coiling tight within as my fists clenched at my side. He swallowed hard, “There’s been a few in here and around town talking about you. Asking what we knew of the ‘guy who runs the shop’ type questions. We all figured they were invested in you. Told them you weren’t really the settling down type and left it at that.” Gary trailed a hand along my side, whether it was  to calm me or focus my attention elsewhere I wasn’t sure.  I pushed away from the man and spun, throwing my fist into the nearest locker, concaving the thin metal door like a soda can. Gary tried to calm me down but I didn’t hear him over the rush of blood in my ears. Questions were never good, top that with the incident at my place and all signs were pointing to me having to leave town. I was tired of fucking running. I needed to calm down though so I could think. I knew that much, which showed how much I’ve matured since I left. I took a shaky breath and turned my attention back to Gary* Prep a heavy for me, tie it down good because I’ve got a lot to work through.

*I grabbed my clothes from the locker and changed quickly as Gary nodded and walked to do what I requested. It was nice when humans actually listened. After lacing up my shoes, I popped my earbuds in and grabbed the tape to wrap up my hands. It wasn’t that I thought I’d get hurt, but I had to keep up appearances and all that, plus, I did just dent a locker without even scraping a knuckle. Couldn’t let the others see that one. As I left the locker room, I turned on my playlist and kept the volume high enough that everyone in a 5 foot radius could hear it. That would hopefully dissuade any attempts at conversation. I moved to the front of the bag, checked the holdings and then went to work. The energy from every hit seemed to come from my toes with the force I was expelling. Yet unlike other days, my tension didn’t ebb away. That anger was rooted deep and I still couldn’t say for certain where it was directed. Sure, I was pissed about that fucking angel breaking in, but then I was also pissed at Landyn. Even as I struck the bag I could feel my dick hardening at the thought of that mouthy blonde. My next swing hit nothing but air and when I forced my attention to catch up to the here and now, I learned why. The bag was leaning against the wall opposite me and people were staring with dropped jaws in every direction. Fucking hell. Gary came over with a grin on his face and shaking his head, lips moving as he looked around at the others. I finally pulled the buds free to hear him “…why we we secure the bags folks. Sometimes when we’re frustrated an extra strength we don’t realize comes boiling to the surface. No one’s hurt and everything is fine.” He looked at me and lowered his voice as his hand slid down my sweat soaked chest, “You okay? There’s enough coverage here, I can look at your hand, give you a nice rub down to try to ease…..” I shook my head and stepped back.* Not tonight, Gar, thanks.

*At least I didn’t have to make the walk to the locker room with tented shorts. Gary’s touch had quelled all desires I had. I didn’t want to think on that too much. All I knew is that I needed to get the hell out of here. I grabbed my bag from the locker, not even bothering to change back to my street clothes, before heading out the door. I debated hitting the shower and heading to the club, but something told me that wouldn’t help me tonight either. Nope, I was going to have to make a call I didn’t want to make and then wait for Landyn to show or I was going to hunt down the little blond asshole.

Before long, I was pulling the bike back into the shop lot, my eyes darting from one end to the other for any signs of disturbances. Finding none, I pulled into the garage, then made my way upstairs to my loft. I hit the double bolt behind me, then set the alarms for the entire building before I dropped the bag and grabbed a beer from the fridge. The ride home had cooled my body but not my temper. I peeled off the still damp tee and tossed it in the pile before grabbing my phone. I could call, try to get answers and hope for the best, or I could call, try to get answers and have them freak out about me being found and demand a move or worse, returning below. I groaned and dropped the phone, then grabbed the rest of the six pack before dropping my ass on the couch. Maybe a few beers and a flick first….* #BurningOffEnergy

[thescreamingdemon]

Nick Of Time (With @SirGreaseMonkey)

Cooper : *After slamming my knuckles against the engine mount for what felt like the millionth time today, I threw the wrench across the shop, embedding it three inches into the sheetrock on the opposite wall. I heard a faint cough behind me and spun around with a low growl to face the old man, “Coop, Clint called out sick and I gotta take the missus to the docs anyway, so why don’t we just close up early and you go blow off some steam. It seems you need some serious distractions or something since you’re thinking too damn hard and not doing yourself a bit of good. Go get laid or something” It took about a hot second for me to agree with him and start cleaning up. He was mostly right and it’d do me no good to argue. I had been thinking too hard and I did need to get laid. Not because it’d been too long, but because I needed a way to get the blond delivery demon off my damn brain. It had been intoxicating watching him submit to me, especially since I could sense it wasn’t something he did often, if at all. He also didn’t appear to have been used to begging, but he did a damn fine job of that one too. Once he gave in….fuck. I was getting hard just thinking about it. It’d been ages since I fucked another of my kind.  Most of the humans I encountered at the clubs had no issues submitting and begging and all of that, but none had any endurance. With him, I hadn’t needed to be gentle at all and it was damn nice. And his stamina…we went all night and likely could have kept it up had it not been for that pesky little thing called work. I helped him finish putting things away before sending him on his way. Both of us knowing that was a one time thing that we both took full advantage of. Thing was, if I didn’t get him out of my head, I knew damn well when he came for another delivery tomorrow night, I’d have him bent over the nearest piece of furniture, whether he liked it or not. He’d run, then they’d have to send another delivery person and since demons were limited, I knew my luck would run out and I’d get stuck with a fucking human or something, then I’d never have another I could let my guard down with. Nope, Rodney was right. Close up shop, then out to the club to find a nice ass to bury my troubles in.*

Landyn: [I rolled over in bed as my phone tried to shake itself off the surface it currently perched on. I growled softly as I hit the patch of light that shot across my bed where the curtains didn’t quite meet in the middle. Fucking hell, what time was it? I grabbed the phone and answered it without even looking, “What?” The voice on the other end was pissed, I got that much from the tone, volume and general amount of swear words that were spread out across an otherwise short sentence. I was late, and I was about to be fired. I huffed and pushed myself to sitting, “Don’t be a dick, Vince. I am the best worker you have and the only one you can call any hour of the day or night who will do whatever it is you want. I overslept and obviously forgot to set my alarm. I’ll be with you in 15 and I’ll get everything done. You know I’m good for it.” I clicked the speaker button and took the phone into the bathroom with me. I didn’t give a shit if my boss heard me pissing or not. I could technically go back an hour and hop out at my job on time, but sometimes it was fun to be an ordinary employee that fucked up. Meant I was valued more when I didn’t get in the way. I hummed and grunted my way through the conversation, the shower running through most of it. Eventually the phone went dead on a “You have five minutes” and I stepped out of the bathroom. I grabbed a pair of tight fitting jeans and a slightly baggy but fitted tee, tugging both on along with my boots before checking I didn’t need anything with me. Once I was satisfied that everything was where it belonged, I grabbed my keys phone before ripping a hole in the wall of my flat and stepped into the alley behind where I worked. I had a minute to make my appearance before my boss went insane. I already knew I had a meeting upstairs about a few of my clients, but I needed to get all my rounds done first. Then I could do that and no doubt piss them all off thoroughly, then if I had time I could go to my favourite all night pizza place to fuel up. I knew I’d have time, I’d ensure I was either finished the meeting or got thrown out before I missed eating dinner. I wasn’t trying to keep busy, keep my mind focused. In no way was I trying to forget the day before. The way my body throbbed at the mere thought of it was enough to have my fist smashing into the wall on my way into work. The pain short circuited my brain enough to push things out of my mind. My body remembered though, it remembered with every fucking step I took.]

Cooper: *I sent Rodney on his way with a nice flower arrangement and gift card for the wife’s favorite restaurant then quickly locked the shop up for the day. There was a drop box in the door should anyone need to leave their car for me to work on tomorrow or even later on tonight if I could clear my damn head. Twice, I’d been tempted to pick up the phone for an ‘emergency’ order that I damn well didn’t need. After slamming the phone down, I stormed from the shop and pounded my feet up the two flights of stairs that led to my loft apartment. It was convenient living above the shop, that was for damned sure. I was glad I didn’t think of it the other night though. If I’d have brought him up here, I’d be surrounded by his damn presence even more so than I was now. Then I truly would go insane. I kicked off my boots and scrubbed my hand over my face as I stomped to the bathroom, peeling my clothes off and dropping them as I went. It didn’t matter, I’d be the one to clean up the mess when I got back anyway and I never brought anyone back from the club. That’s what they had the backrooms for. I flipped on the water and stepped beneath the waterfall like stream before the water even had a chance to warm up. I already showered this morning, but even those few hours down in the shop left me smelling like the grease monkey that I was. I made quick work of the shower, cleaning as well as I could though that persistent gunk under the nails remained, then stepped out and dried off. I wrapped the towel around my waist and started towards the closet when a loud noise jarred me from my thoughts. There was a shift in the air and before I could react the room filled with a bright light. I spin on my heels and reached for the iron bar hidden in the frame of my tv stand. I pulled it free and swung as a hand came down on my shoulder. Flesh sizzled as the demon forged iron sunk into the angel’s skin. I quickly swung it again, thrusting the blunt end against the female’s chest, shoving her back away from me.* You stumbled your ass into the wrong place, darling. Your kind ain’t welcome here.

*She stumbled back and brought out her own very shiny blade from somewhere along her hip and she smiled, “Just come with me, Carpaumon, and I won’t have to carve up that pretty meat suit of yours.” I bit back any reaction at the sound of my given name, it was not one spoke aloud in many years and that was not a good sign at all. I jammed the rod harder, digging it into her flesh. Smoke sizzled from her flesh as I tried to back her against the wall, hoping it would allow me to reach something far deadlier. I’d nearly made it when I heard another noise, downstairs, Shit…what if Rodney forgot something. The distraction cost me though and I was flung across the room.*

Landyn: [I made my way into the office and saluted my boss. I could see he was torn between hating me and wanting to grin at my dumb ass. He lost the bet and shook his head as he sorted through a wide smile, “You’ve got a lot on the list, get on with it, Bryant.” I nodded and took the list and then made my way out to start loading the packages onto my truck. Depending on the delivery I was able to either throw in a few together, or I got unlucky and had to do one at a time. Though after the night before, my last delivery of the day didn’t seem so bad any more. I growled at myself and threw another box in the back of my van, ticking the paperwork and continuing on. It seemed to go on for an age, but eventually I was geared up and ready to move. I took off fast and hadn’t got more than a few miles out of the busier streets when everything went to shit. Demon alarms are not a nice quiet beeping that might annoy you if they go on too long. They’re like someone plugged a foghorn into your brain with a screaming banshee on the other end. I swerved and had to correct myself before I caused an accident, actual horns blared before I could pull over to the side of the road. I took a moment and then suddenly it clicked, Cooper. Shit! I barely remembered to lock my van as I ran out of sight from the main road and opened up a rip so I could walk through and into the trees that surrounded the Screaming Demon shop. I didn’t hesitate as I pulled my dagger from its sheath and took in the scene to try to pinpoint where the male was and what the fuck had found him. I knew it had been a possibility, but I was under the impression that it was under control. Fucking assholes leaving me in the dark. I snarled a few choice words before I determined that the place was deserted and the party was up a set of stairs. I didn’t bother with fancy tricks, instead I kicked the door until it crashed open and then ran into the room. I immediately covered my nose with my free hand as I got hit full force by the smell of burning flesh. Cooper was sprawled on the floor one side, the angel was grinning and advancing the other. At least he was still alive. I took nothing more in other than that and then I grinned and rushed the angel. Thankfully she was fully focused on the male in front of her, and hadn’t even turned when I’d shown up. I checked the room to ensure that there was no more waiting in the wings and then I rushed her from behind, my dagger finding the back of her neck and up into her brain. As the body fell, I crouched down with it, face in hers as I watched to ensure the light went out of the body. Her eyes being the last things to dim before I relaxed and pulled my dagger free of the, now empty, body.]

Cooper: *I scrambled for my weapon, something Bob had slipped into one of the deliveries ‘just in case’. The towel had come loose, but I didn’t give a shit if the whole damn world saw me naked at the moment. All I cared about was the crazy bitch in my living room. I had just closed my fingers around the handle when my door flung open with a resounding crash. Fuck, more of the bastards?? I knew it wasn’t Rodney, he wouldn’t bust the door down for no reason. I closed my fingers around the handle of the gun and brought it forward just as the female began to crumple to the floor. Eyes wide in confusion, I saw the one person I’d been trying to get out of my head staring down the angel as the light faded from her eyes. I blinked and rubbed my eyes. This had to be some bad dream. Shaking my head, I noticed the red burn of the angel’s handprint on my shoulder and growled as I pushed to my feet. Gun in one hand, I ran the other hand through my hair and then spun, pointing the weapon at the male before me. The male who was etched in my brain, who I fucked relentlessly the night before, the one who my dick was apparently all too eager to get reacquainted with judging by the way it was jutting from my body. I walked over and patted the body down for id or anything else while I kept the gun trained on Landyn. I knew it was pointless, angels weren’t total birdbrains but still. I wanted to try to find some reason for this bitch to come at me. I’d always been told to be watchful of them. To fight or run, never talk, never listen to what they would say. Masterful manipulators, worse than demons in some cases. I never had a feather fetish so I did just that, steered clear and minded my own damn business. Kept the tools at hand, just in case, but never worried about needing them. Most demons didn’t. So why…why did Landyn not only have the tools and know how to use them, why had he shown up when he did? He came in like he was ready for a fight, not like a friend popping over for a visit. My voice was a lot steadier than I anticipated as I locked my gaze on his face* What the fuck are you doing here?

Landyn: [I was breathing heavier than I’d have expected for basically doing nothing. That run up the stairs when I’d realised that Cooper really was in trouble and hadn’t just hurt himself at work had sent a rush of adrenaline through me. Something about knowing he was in danger had clicked and it just hadn’t been an option to not get here before he was taken down. Thankfully I’d made it, but now I was sort of fucked. I wasn’t meant to tell him why I was here, and in normal circumstances I’d have taken the damn angels out before they even got in the place. Worst case I’d have waited until Cooper was unconscious before taking them out and disappearing before he woke up. Keeping my identity from him seemed wrong after the night before, but I still had orders. And those were things you just didn’t go against. Well, not outright, but I never had been one to follow rules. I stayed crouched on the floor beside the body of the angel, tipping her head to the side so I could pull my weapon free before lifting my eyes to meet Coopers, allowing my gaze to drift up his body along the way. Well, fuck. The gun on it’s own would have been a turn on, but the fact he was naked and apparently either got turned on by the fight, or his body remembered every second of the night before. I tried to clear my throat, three times, before I was able to hold up my hands, one still clutching the dripping weapon. “Was in the area, you know. Heard something, figured I’d investigate.” I tried for a shrug and stood slowly, my gaze still holding Coopers as I desperately tried to keep my poker face on while I lied through my teeth. I hated it. This was the part of the job that was my downfall and the part I was told I had to get better at every fucking time I was given a new hobby to watch. I figured if I could keep talking, it might distract the demon from what he was asking. I twirled my finger and slowly inched towards the door that I’d smashed to kindling, “You know how it goes. Get some good sex and suddenly you just can’t get enough. Have to come back for more. Maybe send some flowers, a thank you note. Really make sure they know that the effort was appreciated?” I kept my eyes focused on the door until the last sentence, at that point I let my gaze linger on the more than obvious appreciation of the night before, “Seems I was on the ball, since it appears you were in trouble. But I do have to ask, you getting off on the fight or the fact I’m back?” I grinned, the ‘I’m a dick’ mask firmly in place as I stood straight and squared my shoulders, knowing I was pushing my luck, and trying not to care.]

Cooper: *I didn’t allow my gaze, nor my hand to waver as I listened to the male try to explain himself. He was full of shit, but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what gain he’d have by lying to me. Was this all some bullshit con, the timing of it all was pretty damn spectacular. My lip quirked despite my resistance when he mentioned the good sex, I knew that wasn’t a lie, but it still didn’t explain shit. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the body start to flake away, but his movement towards the door once again took my full attention.* Is it the fact I’ve got a raging hard on sending you out the door just as quick as you arrived or is it the fact you don’t want me catching on to the lie you’re trying to feed me? Because I know damn well that you’re lying and I just can’t seem to figure out why or what the hell you have to gain by doing so.

*I stepped over the disintegrating body with my limbs loose and relaxed, though the predator in me was coiled and ready to strike. That mask of his slipped into place so quickly that my blood began to boil. He was hiding shit and for some reason that really wasn’t sitting well with me right now. Maybe it was because I’d seen beneath the mask.  Ohh, he was cocky, that much was true, but the whole I’m a bad ass dick without a care in the world…that was bullshit. There was more to him. And damned if I didn’t find it intriguing* I’m betting you don’t always show your appreciation by busting down doors and wielding an angel blade. So maybe we can try this shit again. Why are you here, Kulote? I’m willing to bet if I look outside right now, I won’t see your vehicle and no one walks here on purpose. Your boss is likely to be mighty pissed at you for ducking outta work. I know I’m good, but damn.

Landyn: [I managed not to wince at the accusation. The hardon was having the complete and total opposite reaction. It was pulling me closer, not sending me running. But I wasn’t about to say that. The time spent together was a once off, we’d both agreed on that. It was easier and less messy if we’d scratched the itch and then moved the fuck along. I flicked my eyes to the body on the floor, glad it wasn’t me who would have to hoover up that shit like it normally was. Why did they have to come after him now. When he was alone. It meant they knew more than we’d guessed and I needed to let my boss know asap. Though I was sure he’d know, since he kept a close eye on my stats, and normally checked in if he was concerned about anything. And the alarm would have alerted him to something. I closed my eyes for a moment and then I blinked and tipped my chin down. I took a minute before lifting my eyes to cautiously meet his, “I’m not lying. Not completely anyway. Would you allow me a free ride if I said I couldn’t give you more than a ‘you’re welcome’ and take your thanks before I’m on my way?” I blinked before lowering my gaze again, taking in the male who stood in front of me, still leveling that weapon at me, even though he knew I wasn’t about to attack him. Not to beat the shit out of him anyway. My heart was still beating harder than it should be, and I had to admit to myself that it was all down to the male rather than the adrenaline from the fight, “You seen any more, or was she it? And for your information, I’m nearly always armed. I’d left my weapons in the truck when you had me naked. I’m thankful I had the forethought, would have hated you to get hurt while stripping me.” I felt my lips move in a lopsided smirk, enjoying the way the image played in my brain, even as I tried to push him enough off track to not ask question and not push any more. I wasn’t one to keep denying, at some point I’d just tell him what he wanted to hear, and then I’d be in deep fucking shit. Again. The question came a second time and I twitched this time, growling softly as my resolve weakened even more, “Kulote? You’ve called me that a few times now, going to enlighten me as to what it means? Cos asshole sounds better like that.” I threw Cooper a wink and pushed the door shut after checking that no one was hiding in the stairwell. I wanted to check the rest of the place too, but I was fairly confident I’d be told where to go before I got out of the main room, “He’ll be fine with me, so long as I get my rounds done. Don’t worry about me, I’ve been doing this a long time. I’d be more worried about you, and the big ass stain in the middle of your living room.”

Cooper: *I walked closer, eventually closing the gap and trapping him between me and the door. There was still enough space that our bodies weren’t touching, but not by much. One deep breath and his scent would surround me, one more step and that resolve for the one night stand only would go much the way of the angel…out in dust. But, I wasn’t letting him go anywhere until I had some damn answers. That look in his eyes told me I wasn’t wrong for being skeptical. I was stronger than my desire and would get my answers before I would decide that I needed another taste of him.* No, Kulote, I will not allow a free ride. That takes more than one night of fucking to earn that from me.

*My gun hung loose in my hand, we were both still armed but I knew that wouldn’t be an issue, not yet. Perhaps if this little cat and mouse questioning session went much longer, but right now we were both safe. At the wink and growl, I let loose my own growl, one that resonated from my toes. That smirk of his was dangerous and if I wasn’t so mad about being attacked in my own damn living room, I may have conceded. Let him walk out never to be seen again, because I was certain if he walked out right now, he’d not be coming back. That thought made me angrier than the feather bitch falling to dust. Narrowing my eyes at him as I pushed more, moving slightly closer* There was only one when I got out of the shower, I doubt there’s any in the shop, not without coming up to find their little buddy. Kulote is a term that is very accurate for you. Cheeky. Cocky. You.

*I gave a nod and then shook my head with a snort. People didn’t worry about me, not as long as I followed my orders. Small towns, under the radar, stay out of trouble and all that. Then I would be left alone like I wanted. It was the condition of me being a topside demon. I was tired of being watched down below, every move, every word, guarded by freaking everyone. That’s why I liked it here, that’s why I enjoyed my control* You don’t gotta worry about me, I’m not your responsibility, remember? One fuck and done. Which is why I know you weren’t here for that. I’ll get someone here to enhance my wards or what not, keep my gun on me and all that. Likely just some random feathered freak wanting to take out the local demon is all. Unless you know more than that?

Landyn: [I swallowed hard as Cooper basically boxed me in. Trying my best to keep my mind on the task in hand and not how well I knew that body now. I managed to keep my expression basically bored, hoping my eyes weren’t giving too much away as I met his gaze and growled, “I’m not asking for a free ride. I’m asking for something I know you can’t give me, as I’d not manage to do the same with you.” I sighed and shook my head, my attention being pulled briefly to the body that was now basically a pile of dust in the middle of his room. That was going to be a bitch to clean up properly. WIth a low groan I straightened when Cooper stepped even closer. This wasn’t the situation I’d felt would be the thing I’d have to deal with. When I’d arrived I assumed I’d be fighting for my life, and his. Not that I’d be in a place where I wanted to forget my job and throw caution to the wind. I couldn’t do that, and it was something I’d quickly find myself in a fuck ton of trouble for. More or less trouble than just telling Cooper why I was here was debatable. I had to figure out something to tell him what I was doing here, but I couldn’t give him all the answers. Shit! I blinked a few times when I realise he’d answered my question, then I snorted at him. “That is appropriate. And tells me I need to brush up on languages a little more so I don’t have to ask in future.” I smiled just slightly and then spin the blade in my hand around before sliding it back into the sheath where it belonged and lifting my chin so I could match my tone with his, “I do know more than that, you know I do. I just can’t tell you. That on its own should be enough to stop you asking me more. You guess and I can’t lie to you, but I can’t tell you outright what you want to know.” I continued to glare at the male standing so close I could feel the heat that was radiating off his entirely naked body. I rolled my shoulders and opened my mouth before I thought better of it, “And you know you can pick up your towel now the danger is over. She’s dead, there’s no others around.” Well, fuck. Now he’d probably know that I’d noticed. But then, who wouldn’t notice a naked man as close as he was. I was just proud I hadn’t moved backwards, or forwards. Forwards was probably more of an achievement. I figured I’d change the subject rather than dwell on that one. “Want me to help you clean up the ash from the angel or are you good to go? That’s a free of charge extra perk if you want to take me up on that offer. It’s given only once, so that tells you how special it is.” I winked at the male again and waited, wondering where he’d make any guesses or just chuck me out on my ass for being a dick.]

Cooper: *I didn’t move an inch from the male, not only because I wanted answers, but also because if I moved it would be to get closer, not further away. That was against our agreement. That growl of his sent the corner of my lip twitching up and I tried to fight it. The more he spoke, the more I was beginning to understand. Somehow he was involved in this shit. And he knew why this angel bitch had been in my apartment. My eyes dropped to the blade before he sheathed  and I grinned wider.* It does suit you, very well in fact. Your cheek won’t get you out of this. I may be a grease monkey, but I do have a bit of gray matter up in my skull. You can’t tell me which tells me I damn sure need to find out what is going on and how much danger my employees will be in by my presence. I don’t give a flying fuck if they send more feathered bitches my way, but I won’t risk anyone else. If this is a personal thing against me, do I gotta split? *I grinned wider when I noticed him glancing down to the absent towel, but I still didn’t move. Well, maybe a little as my hand slid down the wall, fingers brushing against his shoulder. Forcing him to feel my touch, my presence, let him feel the heat building between us…because of him.* I could pick it up, absolutely. You could also tell me what’s going on, exactly and in detail, but something tells me neither of those things will be happening. Not like you haven’t seen, or felt, it all anyway. Since I’m all dried off now, I see no purpose in wrapping myself up in that towel now* I snorted at the final comments and tipped my face closer, making it impossible to avoid my eyes as I locked my gaze on his* I think you need to work on your perks program, I can think of far more rewarding things for offing an angel in someone’s living room. Though, that would require us to amend our previous one time only agreement and we can’t have that now can we? So, what will it be, Kulote? The truth, an amendment to our arrangement or you run like you’re desperately trying not to, I get pissed and go blow off steam elsewhere and hope no more feathered friends are around.

Landyn: [I did my best to stand my ground as the irritating male kept up the solid wall of muscle. I refused to run, and yet I couldn’t very well just step around him without making contact. And that would then mean we’d not re-negotiate anything, because neither one of us would be talking. I went to open my mouth to give a smart ass reply when I felt my head try to explode all over the back wall. I was able to control my features, and yet I wanted to scream to those who owned my ass to fuck right off. The timing could not have been worse. I wanted to tell the bastard that we’d absolutely be talking about that one night thing, cos honestly, I was up for another round. But I also knew I couldn’t tell him the truth. Or I could, but then he’d up and leave or go and try and speak to someone higher up and I’d get my dick removed. Painfully. So instead I tried to hide the tick that had started in my jaw at the blinding pain and held that infuriating gaze. He was steady and confident and knew what he wanted. Did I want him to go out and blow off steam, fuck no. Did I want him to ignore the pile of dust in the middle of the room and show me exactly what the adrenaline from a fight would do to the both of us….yes! But neither one of those were an option. I could practically hear my boss's voice in my head. Wanting me back to give a report on the fight now it was over. Assuming that i’d have no issues at all killing the angel and skipping out of the place with the ‘I was in the neighbourhood’ excuse. It had worked so many times before. But none of those clients had this kind of effect on me. I still had to work out a way to backtrack in the day without fucking up all sorts of things and get my deliveries done before I ran out of time. With a low growl I placed my hand flat against the chest of the demon, moving him with me as I took a few steps away from the door, “I can’t stay. I have, somewhere to be. My job, that will likely fire my ass if I don’t get these packages delivered as well as a few others things to file. We can talk about that contract if you want, but it can’t be now. I can’t…………”I sighed and dragged my bottom lip against my teeth as I repeated myself in frustration, “I just can’t. If you go to blow off some steam I’m sure you’ll have forgotten my name by the time I do the next collection. Might be easier on you to not get too attached to…well….anything me related.” I still didn’t move my hand, even as I said I had to go. The headache was slowly getting worse, making my vision blur in and out around the edges. The black bleeding around the edges so that the face in front of me seemed to be framed. Which did nothing to help me walk away. Instead I stood like a fucking idiot, unsure of why I hadn’t just taken off, but wanting to find out I had been understood, and maybe get the ok that I could go without any hard feelings. Maybe.]

Cooper: *My brows pinched together when that look of pain flashed behind Landyn’s eyes and I narrowed my eyes as I noticed the tick of his jaw. I knew that look. He was being called somewhere and fighting it, something we had in common. Usually my calls were because of something someone else did or I was being told I had to move my ass. Though that hadn’t happened in a while. That look on his face though, I had a feeling he was being called because of his appearance here and damned if that didn’t chap my ass. I narrowed my eyes and started to speak when his hand settled on my chest. I flashed an amused look and took the steps back as he pushed, my hand moving from his shoulder to place a thumb under his chin as I wrapped my hand around his throat. I let my fingers hit the pressure points on his neck to try to alleviate the headache so he could listen to me quite clearly as I settled my forehead against his.* I doubt it’s the packages you need to get delivered that are calling you like that. Don’t play me for a fool, Landyn, that’s one thing I will never tolerate. Despite our agreement, we’re not done. Not by a fucking long shot. Go deal with what you need to deal with and then you get your ass here before I have to hunt you down. I will hunt you down and I promise when I catch you, you’ll not be going anywhere until I’m full satisfied, with answers and whatever else may…pop up in that time. *I kept hold of his neck as I pressed close, my teeth grazing along his bottom lip. Growling low against his skin as I got that tease of his taste. Yeah, we were far from finished, that was for damn sure.* Tell your boss that I want answers and that I will only hear them from you. I’m sure I can find them on my own with enough digging, but if they are putting this bullshit on you, because of me, they really will not want to see how I am pissed off. I’m not as meek and shit as I lead others to believe. I prefer to fly under the radar but if required, I have no issues whatsofuckingever of making life unpleasant for people who fuck with mine. So…I will see you in a few hours, right? Or I will come looking. *I pressed those pulse points once more as I took a tentative step backwards, but I didn’t let go, not yet. Not until I had that assurance he’d bring his ass back here a-fucking-sap.*

Landyn: [I blinked a couple more times and then swallowed hard. I wanted to answer the call, it was ingrained in us all that one we were summoned we’d go right away. It was like an itch you couldn’t scratch without going to the office to check in. Like stamping a card when you got into the office. I was paying so much attention to the ringing in my head that I almost missed it when Cooper started to speak. I sent a silent message of ‘fuck you’ to the guy who was waiting on me and then focused. I nodded slowly and then sighed. Knowing where I was going, my packages would be delivered for me, so I wasn’t fired, and I’d be up there a long ass time. I opened my mouth to answer when his lips brushed mine. That simple motion had my entire body saluting and alert. I wanted to say that I wasn’t going to come back and that we were finished no matter what he seemed to think. But with my body reacting the way it was, there was also no way he’d believe me, since he could probably feel the change, let alone guess it from the way I straightened. Instead I let a shiver slide down my spine without stopping it and cocked my head, “He’ll keep me long enough to give him a second by second account of what happened and why. It’s what happens after anything I happen to, um, stumble across. If I can tell you more once I’m done, I will. But otherwise assume I was here on a random check in and happened to hit it dead on with the timing. If it was about you, I’m sure someone else would have let you know, right? You’ll have contacts in the higher places, considering how long you’ve been based here with someone checking in. They do like to keep tabs on everyone under their little area.” I shrugged a shoulder, but I was slowly relaxing. The warmth from his touch was doing what it had done the last time I’d been around him. I could almost feel my pulse slowing as my muscles relaxed as if I hadn’t just taken down an angel. I had to take a minute to think before replying to anything else, and I had to do the best I could to ensure I didn’t get too close. No matter what my gut was telling me, and no matter how much it made me cringe inside to say it. I just wondered how much he’d believe, “I’d go to that club if you want to blow off steam. I can’t say I’ll be back tonight, tomorrow or before the next delivery. It depends on what shit they lump on me this time. I can say I’ll be back, just no time frame can be given. Who knows, you might make your way to the club and someone who strikes your fancy might be waiting for you. Then no matter how much I deliver here, you’ll not look at me twice. Which would probably make life much easier for the both of us, considering…..” I trailed off, unable to finish that sentence without getting myself in some serious shit, but I knew he’d have questions. Which I couldn’t answer. The ringing in my head started up again and I winced. “I have to go. Unless you want more to clean up that isn’t as easy as ash.” I nodded and took a step back, I moved myself so that his touch fell off me at the last possible moment. Figuring that was probably the last time I’d be close enough to the male to feel anything more than the odd accidental touch when exchanging packages. If anyone figured out how far I’d crossed the line with this job, they’d probably throw someone in his path that would be about perfect for him, just to keep me focused. And that wasn’t fair on him, or the poor sap that they put in the position. With that in mind, I smiled and gave one last wave before I disappeared back through the door I’d broken down to get in and made my way back to my van. From there I could get up to where I needed to be, but there was no way I was opening any kind of door out in the open for just anyone to see.] #NickOfTime

[thescreamingdemon]

Fucking Bad Idea

Landyn: {I wasn’t wrong when I’d thought I’d be thrown into the job without much prep work. But even for my level of shit, this took the fucking piss. Tick the boxes when the stuff went on the truck, then when I got to the other end, cross the ticks to show that they’d been delivered. Bob knew everyone he worked with, and took the time to actually put the various nuts and bolts along with parts where they lived. So that’s what I’d be learning on the job. Excellent. People weren’t a problem for me, but I tended to get in trouble, since the filter between my brain and my mouth was faulty. Or more accurately, non existent. I tended to speak before I thought and then wondered why I spent my entire life trying to explain what I meant, or at the very least that I didn’t mean what I said negatively. And most the time I didn’t. I was nice enough, I liked most people and just wanted to get on with things. I had friends, and I liked the life I had been given. I was busy a lot of the time, but that was my own choice. I wanted to run from pillar to post to ensure I got what I needed, to ensure my brain never got a chance to catch up and catch me off guard. Like right now, when I was checking off the various bags and wrapped packages that were going to my next delivery. There seemed to be a lot of stuff on this delivery, and when I asked the manager, he told me quite directly that it was basically a two to three times a week delivery spot because they were so busy. I wondered why they didn’t do a bigger bulk order. But whatever, who was I to critisise a bad business decision. Instead I nodded and ticked off the last thing on the list, “Ok, Boss. I have it all checked off and ready to go. That all you want me to do today? It doesn’t seem like it’ll take the next few hours.” All I got was a laugh before he waved me off and disappeared. I frowned, but didn’t push it. Instead I hopped into the driving seat and started the engine, making sure I was aware of where everything was and how it all worked before I started out on my way to Screaming Demon Auto. I rolled my eyes and snorted. Subtle.}

Cooper: *I fought with the damn paperwork, payroll, orders, invoices, outstanding accounts, etc until I felt like my eyes were bleeding. I knew I hadn’t really been at it long. I did what I needed and that was that. Orders came in a few times a week to make it easier on us, we never knew exactly what we’d be working on week to week so carrying a ton of stuff I didn’t need just wasn’t on my list of things to do. Payroll was done when it had to be, invoices as well…it was the outstanding accounts I hated most. Some of the people, those who I didn’t intentionally fuck with because I knew their wallets were already strained, those i hated billing but I didn’t run a damn charity here. Though most knew damn well they were getting a hell of a deal from me. Local community and all that. Yep, I was a regular outstanding member of society and all that happy bs. With a snort, I closed the books and pushed back from my desk. My car was calling to me and who was I to resist it? I checked in with Clint and made sure he was set for the evening. I was trying to show trust and all that, give him a sense of accomplishment since he planned on actually going to college for this shit. He just lacked the confidence when dealing with the people, especially if things were even off in the slightest. With the variety we got in here, that often meant I’d get pulled out from beneath the hood if things got too much. He swore up and down that tonight was different, he was ready. I slapped his shoulder and grinned, telling him to call me if he needed me and threw a fresh rag in my pocket before I went to my corner of the shop and slid beneath the car to start. Since it was a pretty slow night, I might even let Clint work a wrench or two after the delivery was handled and the shop closed up for the thing. Until then though, I savored my moments of solitude as I focused on the chassis of the ‘cuda. Knowing that at any moment that air horn would blast and my silence would be shattered*

Landyn: {I rolled up outside the auto shop. Indeed the sign agreed with me that it was Screaming Demon Auto. I mean, fucking hell, what a way to attract the wrong kind of business. I was sure the dude who apparently ran it must be inundated with females looking for a hookup, or possibly men looking for the same thing. No one wanted that name on their CV when they looked for another job. I couldn’t help the shake of my head, but I tried to put on my professional face regardless as I drove into the spot for employees. I wasn’t sure I was in the right place, and while I would normally just drive into the shop and ask, I was trying to turn over a new leaf, so I’d do it by the book. I hopped down from the driver's side and grabbed the clipboard on my way. I needed it to show that I was in fact from where I said I was from. I gave the place another once over and then made tracks to the reception door, figuring there’d be some pretty little blonde on the desk to ask me if I needed anything extra while I waited. Yes, I was an asshole sometimes. I accepted that one. The name really wasn’t doing anything for me. I pushed the door open and something screamed. The noise made me jump about half a foot in the air and I opened my mouth before I could think better of it, “What the actual fuck is that? Are you trying to scare people off before they’ve even come in, the name of this place alone should do that shit for you.” I inhaled noisily and scrubbed my knuckles over my chest, needing to slow my heart and allow my brain to work rather than just throw out whatever popped into it first. I saw a young dude make his way towards me, and I stood quietly until I was close enough to hear me without having to shout, “I’m replacing Bob. Name’s Landyn, and I’ll be doing deliveries from now on. I know I just have to tick the order off as I bring it in. Though I think Bob put all that stuff away for you too. Which I can do, it’ll just take me a bit longer until I know where everything is…………….” I didn’t get much further before the dude looked like he was about to hyperventilate. Asking about Bob and why he wasn’t here. I stood there legitimately gaping like a fish. Waiting while the volume slowly increased and then he snapped his mouth shut and waited for my reply, “How about you just show me where to pull up the truck and then you, or someone else, can show me where this shit goes. Quicker I unload, quicker I’m out of all your hairs. Won’t that be something.” I arched a brow in question and waited. Wondering if this kid even knew what Bob did while he was here.}

Coop: *I’d just popped off the transmission mount when I heard the airhorn going off, I paused and listened for a moment. My brows pinched at what I heard and I pushed the creeper out from under the car. I hopped up to my feet and wiped my hands off on the red shop rag as I walked to the front. Clint looked like he saw a damn ghost or something but then when I saw the male in front of him, I wasn’t all that surprised by the reaction. The blond male certain commanded some attention and with him rattling on, I’m sure Clint was still stuck on the replacing Bob part that had originally captured my attention. That final smart ass comment from the new guy had my lip curling up slightly in the corner as I dropped a hand on Clint’s shoulder* Go grab a bite, kid, I’ll handle this. *Clint nodded, whispering a thanks,  and turned under my arm to duck in the back while I walked around the counter. The closer I got, the easier it was for me to get a read on him, to determine that he was more like me than not, which is likely another reason Clint was rattled. He didn’t know what I was or anything like that, but he was always more on edge around those like me than not. He was getting better though, just took a little more time with him.* Don’t mind the kid, he gets rattled easily when he’s up front. Did I hear you right, you’re taking over Bob’s route? Something happen to him? Follow me through here and I can show you where the shit goes. Rather than using that front door, you can come ‘round the back with the boxes. It’ll save you a heart attack or two with the door. Plus it makes it easier than trying to work around the counter and all that. *I turned and started towards the parts rack in back, fully expecting the male to follow me without question. I pointed out the door for him and weaved around to the back corner of the shop where everything was kept. Everything was labeled and organized in a way that made absolute sense to me, and Bob, but to few others.* Anything you don’t know where it goes, find me or ask one of the guys to come get me. I’m usually under a hood somewhere unless I get forced to handle the papers, then I’ll be in the office.  

Landyn: {I watched the kid as he looked flustered. I would have felt bad, if I hadn’t just had a heart attack walking in here, and I was still focused on the name and the sign. It was like a beacon to everything in the local area. I just hoped they thought him too stupid to actually do it, and steered clear thinking it was an idiot human behind the wheel of this place. The dude seemed to settle when there was a noise behind him, and as I lifted my chin to look I was rewarded with that view. And what a fucking view. Hello! I arched a brow and didn’t bother hiding my gaze as it slowly slid over the male. Not that he was watching me, which kind of made it even better for now. No wonder they put Bob on this. He was about as oblivious as anyone I knew, and that was saying something. I was still imagining Bob’s conversations with the dude as he spoke, and I blinked a couple of times to focus in on the man, “Yeah, I’m taking over……………..” I huffed out a breath as he walked back towards the various boxes that were labeled in some way or another. Rude! I followed on after him as expected, because really, I couldn’t just turn around and get the van to follow him in. Even if I was now imagining what he’d look like smeared across my windshield. Or on the bonnet of the car……...ok enough Landyn! Fuck. I wasn’t a horny, or maybe not a murderous, teenager. I cleared my throat and paid some attention, nodding along in all the right places and then raising a brow at the dude, “As I was saying, yeah, I’m taking over Bob’s route. He’d dead.” I squinted at the boxes and bent forward to see if I could see into the ones that were a clear plastic, Not bothering to open them yet, I would get around to that once I had the van with me. “I’ll bring the van around and get started unloading. I’m thinking I might need you more often than not initially, but I’ll certainly do my best to be all efficient and shit. I know Bob was an in and out kinda guy.” I snorted at the lie, that man could talk and ended up late for absolutely fucking everything because of it. Instead I turned to look at the male, quickly looking around to check his helper was out of ear shot, “And nice to see you’re flying under the radar with the name, and what the fuck is that logo?” I shook my head in disbelief, though a smile tugged at the corners of my lips. I didn’t wait on a reply, instead I moved past the male and started back towards the exit so I could rescue my truck and get started on unloading everything.}

Cooper: *Now that we were in back, I could take a moment to look over Bob’s replacement. He was far younger and a hell of a lot better looking that’s for sure. I frowned at the revelation of Bob’s fate and leaned against the rack, not eyeing the male as he bent over. Certainly not imagining him cuffed in that very position. Nope, not at all.* Huh, well damn, he was a good guy. Didn’t mind coming around a few times a week and all that. I’m not worried about efficiency since I pay for the service I get. Though I’m not opposed to tossing in bonuses for a job well done. *I grinned wide at him. It was a shame he wouldn’t know what that offhand innocent comment about needing me would do to me. I was good at fulfilling needs of others. I prided myself in it in fact. He had a mouth on him though, cocky, yet he wasn’t some young ass punk. He was used to things a certain way, expected it even. It would be fun to put him in his place, see just what he could do with that…foooocus, Coop. He’s new and obviously not into that sort. He hadn’t flirted or anything, which was a rarity. Not that I was hung up on my looks, but  it seemed when people got close, they just wanted to get closer. Which is what made the clubs so boring lately. It was like shooting fish in a barrel. This guy though….I gave him another long hard look…yeah, he wouldn’t be easy. I would bet money on that one. I’d be curious to see how long he stuck around though. Delivery wasn’t the most exciting thing, not out this way at least. His snort pulled me from my thoughts and I flashed  a lazy grin and shrugged at the comments about my name and logo* You tell me, with that blatant of a name and bizarre of a logo, I mean really a demon cat….would you expect to find someone like us running the place? Or would you think it was some dumbass human trying to be clever? *Bob and I had a similar discussion, though it wasn’t nearly as funny riling him up with it as it was watching this…what was his name again? He spun away and headed for the back door before I could ask. That was okay though, it gave me ample opportunity to ogle that ass as he walked away and allow my thoughts to go down a dangerous path while I waited for him to return. I heard a clap of thunder overhead and decided to be generous to the new guy. I opened the big bay door so he could pull right in, this way I could help and he’d not have to go back and forth with it all this time.*

Landyn: {I kept walking, I heard the explanation of the logo and couldn’t help my nod to myself. He was right, no one would expect any of our kind to be that blatant. Well, up to now. I’d heard some things floating around, and this guy, he was wanted by someone. But more than that I didn’t know, and with Bob doing his job, it was quiet again. Kill and get killed seemed to be his motto. I made it to the truck without setting off that horrific welcome note in the sound of a scream, and hopped into the driving seat. I turned the key and backed up a little, the full logo coming into view on the front of the place. It was horrific. I wrinkled my nose and started for the bay doors when they started to shake and then slowly rose from the floor. Apparently I was allowed into the main area, which would make my job ten fucking times easier. I did a huge semi circle and then backed it up, going slow until I knew my way around the place better. I pulled into a space I hoped wasn’t going to be in the way and took a minute to faff with paperwork while not watching the muscles move against the shirt that Cooper had on. I grinned and then grabbed up the file before hopping down to the concrete, “So, I have what you’ve ordered. It came in pretty fast, so it should all be here. You trust me to check it all off and get you to sign after, or you want to watch my back?” I felt my grin widen as I tipped my chin slightly and held Coopers gaze. I didn’t stop moving though, continuing to walk backwards towards the rear of the truck where I could get things opened and started. There was a lot of stuff in this order, so there was basically one small order for another place a few miles away, the rest was slowly killing trees with the amount of paperwork I had to print out, “Why the fuck can’t we use ipads or something to save on the papercuts.” I snorted and wound my way through the unhinging mechanism so I could swing open the doors and sweep my hand across the various boxes and trays stacked neatly. Knowing I’d backed it so that things should come out in some kind of an order, or I hoped anyway. I tried to be laid back and go with the flow, getting bored easily, but knowing I could disappear at any point. However, I did like order, control. I liked to know I was in control, and that often got me in trouble with customers who tried their best to take over and do things for me. That never ended well and often ended in me telling them flat out to take a fucking step back. I turned my back on Cooper and hooked my clipboard on the small nail I’d installed to keep it handy, while leaving my hands free, “So, I have some of the bigger parts here, there’s multiples of some of them. Where did you want them?”}

Cooper: * I watched as the new guy maneuvered the truck and back into the bay. impressed he’d managed not to hit anything on his first go at it. Even Bob had struggled with the narrow space, but it was always amusing to me to see how people handled the tight squeeze. The male popped down with that grin in place and made an offer that damn near caused me to trip over my tongue. I tampered down the growl that threaten and flashed my now grin at him, certain it spoke more than the friendliness I intended* With the amount I tend to order I’m not surprised, seems money makes things happen. *My grin grew wider as I held the male’s gaze…Landyn, that’s what it was. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned against the steel pillar* Let’s see how you do, then if you have any questions you can just ask. As  for the paperwork, that’s likely my fault, I have a habit of frying out the electronics and I think they got tired of replacing them *I shrugged a shoulder and then watched as he moved around the truck. It was interesting watching him. He wasn’t flustered but rather seemed to move as if he was used to being his way or no way at all. Though there was an undercurrent through him, one that called for exploration. Clint called through the door to let me know he was taking his break and all that which meant I had to listen to the door or phone….or let them ring. Which, with this male before me that was entirely possible. I told him to take an hour and then turned my attention back to the truck. With his back to me, I could appreciate the hard muscles that roiled beneath the uniform he wore. That stretch as he hung the clipboard had my feet propelling me closer and when he waved to the parts, I used that as an excuse for my sudden nearness. Ignoring the automatic innuendo that formed in my head, I brushed his shoulder with mine as I eyed the parts, letting my touch linger I placed a hand on the small of his back as I reached for one of the parts, nodding my head towards the wall* You can put most of those on the bottom shelf right over there, but I’ll take this one over to where I’ll be using it. Save double stepping with it and risking it getting damaged. *I gave another nod as I slowly dragged my fingers over the small of his back and stretched for the part, bringing the box close enough I could scoop it up in my arms. I stepped back and gave a brush of my hips as I turned away from Landyn and carried the fender over to the project car. I was thankful for the distraction because my fingers still tingled from that contact and I knew I was close to seeing how good he could be handling bigger parts and just where I wanted to put them*

Landyn: {I rolled my eyes, of course it was his fault I had to carry enough paper work around to make a large bonfire. But who was I to complain, he looked good, he seemed confident, and I hoped to hell he’d make my job easier. Not that I minded doing the grunt work, it was sort of the reason I kept taking lower paying jobs that kept me physically active. I could do what I wanted, when I wanted. But if I mouthed off and was fired, the next job wasn’t too picky about who they employed. Win/win for me. And for me, while I did tend to speak before my brain engaged, I was fucking good at what I did. And I knew it. Mostly my ability to do the job kept me employed, and of course my ability to move backwards and forward in time, or skip to another place without having to take any kind of transport meant that I was rarely to never late, even if jobs ran over. For the most part, the people I worked for were humans. It was someone on their payroll or client list that had me interested in the job. The fact I’d take these kind of jobs also meant I was popular with anyone and everyone above me. Since it meant they didn’t have to find someone to do the jobs that were less than some thought they were worth. I eyed the amount of stuff in the van and then looked at my list. This was likely to take me a long ass fucking tim……….hello! The brush over my shoulder I noticed instantly, but when his fingers settled on my back I felt my heart sputter in my chest. This wasn’t how I was used to reacting, and it instantly pissed me off. The calm that swept over me had me confused in minutes, even more so that I wanted nothing more than press into that touch, to get more of it. I was statue still as I waited, trying to work out whether to bite or ignore the male beside me. I felt my breathing increase, and I was acutely aware of his proximity to my body, the way his fingers trailed over my back. And the anger was pretty much directed at my shirt, which stopped him being able to to touch my skin. I moved nothing but my eyes, my gaze tracking his movement as he reached to grab one of the larger items, the final brush of his hips seeming to click my brain back online. Fuck! What the hell just happened. Is this what he did to others? We could sense our own, but what we could do, that was pretty much a secret unless we were shown or told. So I had no idea what gifts he had, but apparently his touch was one of them. Had to be. No other reason I’d have reacted like that. I felt a shiver run through me and I grabbed the nearest box to me, barely remembering to check it off the paper before turning, my voice a hushed whisper as I stepped up to Cooper, “Look, I don’t know what that was, but I’m not one of your……………..groupies in a club. Whatever power you have to do that, I’m not playing.” I made sure I held his gaze, standing closer than I probably should, considering. I could feel the lingering effects of his touch even now. The tingling radiating from his touch on my back, the way I could feel myself ignoring every warning in my head as I faced it head on. As was my nature. He wanted to play games, I could play a few of my own.}

Cooper: *I kept the fender in front of me to hide the reaction the male had on me and raised a brow as I heard him follow in a huff. I kept my temper and attitude in check as I turned to face him. Well wasn’t that an interesting reaction. Anger and a bit of…something else. It seemed that I wasn’t the only one who had been affected by that touch. My lip quirked into a grin as I stepped close to Landyn once more* If I were playing games with you, you would know it. For the record, my abilities tend to revolve around technical manipulation. I have no interest in groupies or even manipulating others to enjoy my touch. Whatever you felt, that’s purely chemical. Maybe you need to step back and figure out why…or if you’re really curious…. *I set the fender down where I needed it and grabbed the box from Landyn, setting it on the floor before I stood to my full height and closed in on the male. Something about him had intrigued me and sparked something inside me I’d not felt in a long while. I didn’t even think of how odd it was that my last guy was replaced by another demon in a town where we weren’t exactly in abundance. Right now all I could think of was the way my fingers still tingled. I wondered if it felt like that because he was the first of my kind I’d touched like that in….who the fuck knows how long, or was it something more? I kept walking until his only options were to back up or push me away. There was something in his tone, in the way he carried himself that led me guessing with my next sentence.* I could touch you again, push your buttons like I’m sure you do to so many. I’d be willing to bet you still feel the same thing, that spark that comes when my fingers touch your skin. Should I see what happens when I touch you without barriers, slide my fingers under the hem of your shirt. What do you think would happen with that soft spark then? *I hovered my fingers just above his hip, close enough I could feel his heat but not touching, not yet. I kept my eyes locked on his. I was tempting fate and I knew one wrong move, he’d quit the job and my luck I would get a human delivery person. One who’d not understand the need for paper around  me, one more I’d have to keep pretenses up around, but fuck if I could stop myself. It was time to throw down a challenge and see if he’d be willing to cross the line* You wanna feel me push those buttons, Landyn? Or are you afraid of what might happen?

Landyn:: {I couldn’t help the slow blink. I was certain he was speaking in another language and it was one of the few I didn’t understand. I was generally very vocal about how I felt, and i didn’t shy away from much. But to know that he didn’t have the power to pull our kind in, that stumped me. I held his gaze anyway, though I knew my eyes were huge with confusion as I did exactly as he’d asked. I’d gotten pissed at the touch, but at the same time, I’d craved more of it. Wanted to feel that calm that swept through my entire body the minute his fingers had teased over the material of my shirt. My frown hit me hard and then I managed to open and close my mouth again a few times. I didn’t even really process that he’d moved until I felt the heat from his body. Holy shit did that one wake me up. I snapped back into my brain and growled softly. I liked a challenge as much as the next person, but I was normally the one doing the button pushing. I wasn’t used to being the one who was cornered. I felt like if we were in the wild, I’d be some mouse being herded by a lion. I listened, really listened to the words that spilled without apology from the male’s mouth. The things he could do if I so wished. With my permission. And fuck did I want to give that permission. My heart beat hard and fast in my chest. The exit behind the male, in my line of vision. And yet I felt my feet move backwards, jumping as soon as my back hit something. Whatever it was I wasn’t interested, I wasn’t about to look away from Cooper there was something there. Something under the surface that seemed to call to me and I had to take a slow steadying breath before I could even get a word out. “You think I’m that easy to manipulate, to touch? You’ll have to do better than painting pretty pictures in my head. Anyone can throw out images from the last porno they watched. The doing is the hard part.” I had a feeling that my words would be so far from the truth I’d soon be wishing I could take them back. But I didn’t care, I needed to know I could still press some buttons, that I wasn’t out matched here. I’d held Cooper’s gaze and growled again at the challenge he threw down, allowing my lips to curve into a grin before straightening against whatever was at my back and lifting my chin to get in close, my skin already tingling from the hint of a touch at my hip, “I’m not afraid of anything, Coop. Give it your best fucking shot.”}

Cooper: *Watching Landyn go through the various stages of confusion and anger to out right indignation should have had me backing off and apologizing but inside it only seemed to draw me closer. He may have been backing away but I wasn’t giving him a damn inch of room, following right with him until he hit the pillar with his back. I let my hand rest against his hip and grinned as I leaned in closer. I knew he could feel my breath, likely even smell the cinnamon from my gum too* I don’t believe I once called you easy. In fact, I’m kinda banking on you being the opposite of easy. I don’t paint pictures, pretty or not, Landyn, and I have no issues with doing anything. *I slid my finger just under the material of his work shirt, teasing my thumb faintly over the material of his waistband. The skin was soft under my calloused thumb but that wasn’t what registered. Instead it was the fucking lightening bolts that felt like they were shooting up my arm at the connection. That grin on his face followed by the growl told me that I was right about his stubborn streak. He didn’t like not being in control and that would make this all kinds of fun when he willingly gave that up to me, and I had no doubt he would. Especially when he threw down that final challenge. A challenge that had my dick thickening in my coveralls. My other hand raised to settle on the pillar over his shoulder, essentially pinning him into place with my body despite only having that soft hold on his hip where my thumb continued to brush the skin. My gaze stayed on his, occasionally straying to those full lips that begged to be tasted. I could almost hear his heartbeat, one that seemed an echo of my own racing beat. Fear….yeah, but not your typical oh shit something’s gonna eat me or kill my sorry ass, this was the fear that I could fall into something I thought was impossible ever since I was stuck in this damn town for who knows what reason.* Sometimes a little fear is a good thing, Landyn, but I fully intend on giving you my best ‘fucking’ shot.

Landyn:: {I practically cursed when Coopers fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt and barely stroked over my skin. I hadn’t expected the reaction to him, and I certainly hadn’t expected to feel like the two of us should be capable of fueling an entire village with electricity from the mere connection of our bodies. I almost pressed forward again and touched the male in front of me. But I couldn’t bring myself to do that, I wasn’t about to make it that easy. Instead I widened my stance slightly and took a second to connect my brain again, dragging my bottom lip between my teeth to give me that time. I wanted to push him away, but at the same time, I wanted him to continue doing exactly what he was doing. I’d run, as soon as I had an opening I’d finish up my job and go. Then come back again for the next delivery, torture myself a little more and then run again. I’d only allow myself to give into it if I was sure he was safe, or if I was being given a new assignment and someone was taking over my position. Then I’d give in and that would be on my terms. Having said that, none of my previous jobs, fuck, any of my previous partners had connected with me like this. I’d only just met the male, but already I was certain he’d ensure I fucked up at some point. And that was a feeling I wasn’t accustomed to and certainly one I shouldn’t feel that thrill of excitement in my stomach about. The other arm settling in just above my shoulder basically giving me no way out without actually forcing it again hit a button I hadn’t even known I had. I felt like I was the fly in a fucking spider trap. That didn’t happen. I normally either managed to put people off with my less than subtle bitching about anything and everything I could find. Or I was the one in charge. I made these decisions of when and where. And I was totally not used to someone being this forward. I could smell whatever the fuck he was chewing and while his thumb continued to slide over my skin, I could feel the rest of his body heating mine from the close proximity. At the mention of fear I felt my eyes go wide, then narrow. No way had Cooper figured that shit out without so much as a conversation. Instead of answering that, since I couldn’t deny it, I didn’t lie when asked something though i could skirt around things if I needed to, “Give it your best fucking shot, then tell me that you’ll be able to work with me after that. I’m not about to walk into a lawsuit that I hit on you or some shit.” I was pretty sure Cooper knew as much as I did that whether he put in a complaint or not, it’d do little more than move me to another job. Or maybe he didn’t. I honestly had no idea how much the clients knew about their role in things. But I wasn’t sure how to take control of the situation, and I wasn’t sure what Cooper was about to do. But I did know my heart was racing, and for once, I didn’t have that overwhelming need to run.}

Cooper: *When Landyn widened his stance, I used the opportunity to slide my leg between his. I wasn’t sure a piece of paper could fit between us at the moment and yet it still wasn’t close enough for me.  I had one brief moment of clarity and used it to lock the front door with a resounding click, but I left the bay door open. I wanted Landyn to know he still could leave any damn time he wanted to. I knew this was a one time moment though. If he walked out, I’d never push again and hell, Iw wasn’t even sure he’d be back so I was taking advance of the situation while I could. It didn’t take a genius or mind manipulator to see the war in his mind at the situation he found himself in. My thumb kept up the soft brush over his skin and I grinned wider at the heat building.* I am a lot of things, Landyn, but I’m no sue-happy human. I have nothing to complain about, not even if you walked out right this moment. My business and my sex life are two separate things. Right now, business is the last thing on my mind. I won’t force you into anything, once you walk out that door though, t’s up to you what happens next *My lips ghosted his as I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a scant whisper* Make no mistake though, Landyn. When you give yourself to me, and you will, it will be done so freely and without a single arm twist from me, unless you’re into that sort of thing. *My lips curved into a wicked smile as I pictured that image, his arms twisted behind him, bound and on his knees, and a growl slipped out. I wouldn’t be surprised if he could feel my erection against his thigh as I pressed my lower half closer intentionally for that reason. It had been too long, that’s all there was to it. I needed this…needed him* Tell me, Landyn, are you into that sort of thing? Would you let me restrain your arms while you’re on your knees before me? Could I tie you up, render you unable to move, before I swallowed your dick like it was the finest meal I ever had?

Landyn:: {I twitched just slightly when Cooper slid his leg between mine. I was sure I should have some kind of argument about how invading my personal space wasn’t what I wanted. But for the life of me, nothing was coming to my mind. The heat from his body was radiating and surrounding me, his scent and his presence was like a bubble surrounding me that I had no intention of moving out of. The lock from the front door barely registered, as I could still see out of the bay doors to the big wide world. But none of that was important. I had no idea how long we’d have until his employee came back. And frankly, I didn’t give a shit. That damn touch kept up the slow sweep at my hip, and I found that I wanted to feel him everywhere, not just on my cock, which was pretty much up for anything now that I was pinned. The fact I could feel Cooper was in the same predicament did nothing to calm my desire. I had to actually blink a few times to keep myself out of my own head when he started talking, unable to focus on his lips when he spoke, the space between us wouldn’t allow me to focus on more than his eyes. I almost answered, but then his lips teased over mine, successfully short circuiting my brain. I almost frowned as I tried to think on whether this had ever happened before. And no, it hadn’t. That jolt of fear shot through me again, making my heart skip. I liked control, needed to know I was in control. All the time. I wasn’t good when things were taken out of my hands. I might know far more about Cooper than he’d want me to, but he wasn’t aware of that. And I wasn’t about to let him know. This was about right now. Done and finished. Scratch and itch, and whether I trusted him to be the one who could do that. All at once I plopped this into the ‘new experience’ box of my head and instantly become hyper aware of everything again. My body had already reacted to Cooper’s presence and proximity, and I found myself ok with just letting my body go full steam ahead. The mental images did more than just get my cock to twitch in my pants, my brain sparked to life. Allowing the pictures of what that might look like to filter through, the gasp and low groan wasn’t something I’d planned. Slipping out without thought. I swallowed hard and tried to find the words, “No, never tried. Um, experimented here and there. Shit.” I lifted my eyes to the ceiling for a minute, trying to find the words I wanted. I never had this problem, I growled at myself and then focused my full attention on Cooper, pulling the words out even if they ended up pissing the male off, it was what I did when I was unsure. “Sure thing, I’ll let you do that. I like trying new things. Think you can do that before your very pleasant employee returns to witness the show?”}

Cooper:: *Every twitch, every hitch of his breath, every movement he made seemed to have some invisible pull on me, or more specially on my throbbing cock. I enjoyed the confusion and frustration that seemed to sweep over Landyn’s face and I knew that I was on the mark with a few of my observations. I also knew that this moment was just that, a moment. Something that would end the moment he walked out the door. And if it didn’t I was sure I’d be relocated soon anyway. I never was able to stay in one place too long, always moved for whatever reason. Not that I was given one…ever. But for now, I had a hot, willing, demon before me and I was going to thoroughly enjoy myself while I could. That gasp of his and the groan that followed gave me the final push I needed and when he asked about my returning employee, it took several clicks of the brain to realize what the fuck he was talking about. I let out a low growl and stepped back for a moment* Don’t fucking move! *I pulled my phone out of my pocket and kept my gaze pinned on the demon to see if he would listen as I dialed up Clint’s cell*Hey kid, listen, I had a minor incident at the shop with some chemicals and shit, I’m thinking it’d just be best for you to call it a night. No…no, I’ll swing by with your books after I get it cleaned up, it’s pretty toxic and I’d hate your dad to try to kick my ass because you ended up sick or something. No worries and I’ll even pay you for a full shift. Yeah…I’m a real gem. Have a good one, Clint. *The phone slid back into my pocket and I dimmed the lights in the shop as I turned my back on Landyn and dug through a box to find what I wanted. I held up a handful of zip ties and grinned. While not my preferred method of restraint, they’d do well enough for now, and were still flimsy enough a demon could snap easily if they chose. I turned back to Landyn and walked methodically towards him, my smile wide and wicked.* I can do all those things and more now that we have the shop to ourselves. The question is, where do I begin?  *I dragged my tongue over my bottom lip as I got closer, my brain mentally tracing out each hard line already as I debated which I wanted more. His mouth on me or mine on him*

Landyn:: {I almost laughed when my words were processed. Almost. I was still having more trouble than I should have with processing a normal reaction to the male. But hell, I’d try anything once. And it wasn’t like I couldn’t just play with time in a heartbeat and be somewhere else. I took a slow, deep breath when Cooper moved back and hoped that the growl would make an appearance again. The noise sent a shot of desire straight south and I wasn’t about to hide that fact. My brow raised and I kept my gaze locked on the male, my grin growing into a smirk. Giving the human the day off would probably be easily explained away, but the fact he’d gone to that extreme had me wondering what he had planned. I almost faltered when I realised that he obviously wasn’t about to get things over and done with quickly. This would take time, and patience was not my strong suit. My gaze flicked to the open doors, not because I wanted out, but mainly due to their access to the outside world. I couldn’t tell if I would want them open or closed. The thought of getting caught didn’t bother me, I’d been caught in far worse situations than I was likely to be in shortly. And by much more important people than those who were liable to make an appearance at this horrifically named place. Without thought I felt my gaze land on the sign, the grimace on my face was probably more than visible before I got my brain back in the game. Focus! I tipped my chin when Cooper moved and watched as he grabbed up what he needed, the appearance of zip ties making me chuckle deeply. They would keep me wherever he wanted me, but without any worry that I wouldn’t get out should I need to. I watched the male move closer, his eyes already seeming to strip me naked without even touching me. That alone sent a shiver threading through my body, and once again I didn’t bother hiding it. Instead I stepped forward just enough to allow myself the ability to open my arms to the side. My grin was wide and I hadn’t bothered to change my stance from when his knee had been pressed up against me, “I could start singing about where to begin, but I feel that might ruin the mood.” I threw a wink at the male and then groaned when his tongue swept across his bottom lip. Instead of focusing on that I started turning in a slow circle, arms only bending to stop myself from hitting anything within range, “See anywhere appealing?”}

Cooper: *My lip quirked as I stopped just out of his reach, watching that smile and listening to the cocky words that came out of his mouth* You start singing and I  might be tempted to stuff that mouth with something to keep you quiet, Kulote. *I didn’t hide the heat in my eyes or the low growl that slipped out as he spun before me, giving me another glimpse of that tight ass of his. I closed the distance and grabbed one of his arms, folding it behind his back as I pressed close, my words hot against the side of his neck* I see many places that look quite appealing. *The zip tie was secured around one wrist and then I grabbed and twisted the other, securing them together  before I used the joined connection to hold him in place as my pelvis slid against his ass* I want you to know this is not a regular occurrence for me *I don’t know why I felt the need to tell him that, but at the moment it was imperative that he knew that. I inhaled his scent deeply, looking for any lingering fear, but even as I was looking for signs of that, I couldn’t resist trailing my tongue over the side of his neck. His skin was salty and clean there and I wanted more, I bit the crook of his neck while my other hand slid around his waist, trailing up his abs and chest to close my fingers gently around his throat* Are you ready to run yet, or are you still interested to see where I decide to taste next?  Because if you stay, I plan on tasting you  all over until you can’t stand it any longer, then, and only then, will I decide if I’m going to fuck you or just let you walk out wanting, needing, craving that release.

Landyn::{I arched a brow at the words, wanting to ask what Kulote meant, but not being able to when I was being looked at with such appreciation. I had to clear my throat to stop myself from grinning, though it might have added to the outward appearance of cocky had I just outright grinned at the male. I just couldn’t find it in myself to do that. I had some kind of hiccup going on in my stomach. It wasn’t a bad thing, but something I’d not felt before. Like, I should be paying more attention to what was happening rather than put up my usual mask and hide behind it. Instead I tried to keep my brain running in some kind of forward motion, keeping myself fluid so Cooper could do whatever he pleased. I knew I could get out of the zip ties if needed. I knew I could leave the place in a heartbeat, and that allowed me to trust what was happening. Even while the uncertainty danced right along with the heat that was flushing through my system. I took stock of the feeling of the warmth as it radiated against my back, my skin pebbling when he moved and the cooler air brushed over my heated skin. It was something new for me, something I hadn’t felt, ever. I took charge normally. Taking what I wanted and leaving. And I never mixed business with pleasure. Certainly not on the first fucking day of the job. New experience was one thing, but really, my brain must have gone out the window along with my self control. I managed to inhale slowly, a shiver hitting me hard when I felt that wet slide of his tongue along my neck, “Um, no, me either. I mean, first day of a new job and all, who’d have seen this being the outcome?” I tried for a shrug, desperately trying to keep the male at arms length while still actually enjoying what he was doing. I felt I should be doing something, touching or speaking or moving, but with my wrists tied I was limited. It was a weird feeling. But one I didn’t outright hate. I flexed my fingers and tipped my head slightly as I groaned softly, “Not ready to run. Though I’m happy to give that a go if it turns you on?” I arched a brow, though I knew he’d probably see past that. I was feeling less like I cared what he saw, and just wanted to see what he’d do next.}

:Cooper: *I shifted my body so that my hard bulge brushed over his bound hands as my thumb pressed against the vein in his throat, my lips and tongue exploring almost lazily as he spoke. I could feel his heart beat against his skin and swore I could almost hear that thud against my ears, which was impossible.* I think we can save the running for next time, Landyn. For now, I’ll just enjoy the feast before me. *My fingers slid from his throat down to undo the buttons on his shirt so my fingers could trail over each hard line unencumbered by any fabric. Hot. Not just in looks but his skin singed my fingers or at least that’s how it felt. Maybe it was nerves, apprehension, whatever it was, I craved more. I gave one last press of my hips against his flexing fingers and growled low as my need for him grew. The only way this was stopping is if he busted free and ran because otherwise,I was a fucking goner for him. I stepped back and slid my coveralls over my shoulders, letting the sleeves hang at my hips, the light tee I wore under was stretched tight and already feeling damp with sweat but I couldn’t be bothered to remove anymore yet, it was his skin I wanted revealed, his taste I needed like my next breath. I turned him towards me and helped his fingers find the pillar behind him for support as my lips again find that salty skin at the crook of his neck while my hand slid along his side and down to the waistband of his slacks, easing between us as I curled my fingers over his growing erection* Besides, I think if I were anymore turned on, the sprinklers would be going off to quell the growing fire.

Landyn: {I couldn’t help the laugh that cracked past my lips when the demon all but admitted the practically tangible spark in the air. I wasn’t all that far behind him, the only thing really holding me back was my brain. It was still somewhere between ‘this is a great idea’ and ‘holy fuck, what are you doing’. I felt my chin tip without so much as an uttered word with the slow side of Coopers fingers over the buttons of my shirt. Happily allowing him to strip me, do whatever he wanted to me. I could feel the heat from his body, his touch and where his cock was pressed to my palm. Though that only lasted a minute before he stepped away again. I didn’t shy away as that first layer was removed, though I did take a minute to appreciate the play of muscles I could see plain as day under the white shirt. It stretched tight across his chest and pulled in nicely at his waist, I was pretty sure the cuffs would snap with how much they had to give. Though I almost groaned when nothing else was exposed. Instead I lifted my gaze from the show before me and met the male head on. Watching as he got in close again, glad that I had the post behind me for support, and more than a little surprised that he had helped me find it. This was a situation I’d never been in, and so far I had to admit I was enjoying it. Though I wouldn’t be as forward as to show that just yet. Instead I dragged my tongue along my bottom lip and then I had no choice but to stop my head to the side. Those lips dragging pure fire across my skin. I was sure I was going to lose my mind as I frantically tried to hold onto the cocky side that had allowed me to stay somewhat detached up until now. The minute his skilled fingers found my cock though, that was enough to short circuit my brain. A shudder hitting me violently with a rolling heat that pebbled my skin.. I found I was unable to do much more than whisper for more, my hips rolling in response, silently begging for the male to keep up with what he was doing. Suddenly wanting nothing more than to experience it all before walking away.} #FuckingBadIdea

[thescreamingdemon]

Keeping Busy

Cooper - *“Nice to see business picking back up, I swear, Coop, you go outta town for a few days and nothing. Like they’re just waiting for you to get back.” The shops only full time employee, Rodney, shook his head with a low laugh as he started to thumb through the pending work orders to find the one he wanted. There were already two cars in the bays and another waiting gin the lot. I flashed him a wide grin as I zipped up my coveralls* What can I say, it must be my dazzling good looks, old man.

*Rodney should have been slowing down by now, but he said that sitting around would be the death of him, besides he was still pretty damn spry for a man pushing 63. I was far older, but he didn’t need to know that. No one did. In a few more years, I’d likely have to close up shop and move elsewhere to keep people from getting suspicious about me though. I snapped a towel at the man and laughed just as a loud air horn filled the shop, following that was a surprised gasp and then a nervous giggle. Ahh, the sound of fresh meat. The shop needed a loud noise to capture our attention when customers popped by and bells were out for obvious reasons, or at least obvious to me. Can’t have something that wards out evil chiming all over the place. Most around town were aware of the noise by now, but new customers were usually caught unaware, which was always fun for me. Rodney was already flat on the creeper and pulling himself under the ’72 Honda 600, bitching his heart out about jalopies and having their own place, though the amusement was evident in his voice. He loved working on the relics, said it reminded him of days past. However, that left me to deal with the new customer rather than the cherry Mustang sitting in the other bay. I stepped through the small partition that separated the shop floor from the counter to face an older pale blonde woman clutching her purse and looking seven levels of desperate. She definitely wasn’t from around here. Her eyes went owly when she noticed me, her head tipping back to see my face since she all about came up mid-chest on me. I tried to flash her a reassuring smile* Welcome to Screaming Demon Auto, what can I do for you today?

*She brushed back some stray hairs and tried to composer herself. She cast her eyes down to the counter and her voice had a slight shake to it when she finally found it. She was driving when her car started shaking and there was a loud noise and she had to get to the next down because her son’s wife was having a baby and she didn’t want to miss it and then the tears and oh how I wished Rodney had handled this one. I was not good with sniveling females and had to take several silent ten counts while she spoke. I kept my smile in place somehow and told her to pull her car around while I moved some things in the garage, then we’d have her back on the road in no time. After she walked out, I scooped up the keys to the Mustang and after a quick word with Rodney, I was pulling it out and then had her drive in the tiny ass mini cooper. I led Mrs. Bell to the small lobby off in the corner of the shop. It was soundproofed and had a tv and a stack of magazines that would hopefully occupy her for a bit. Rodney let out a low chuckle when he saw what vehicle  I was getting stuck with, but my glare sent him right back under the car he was working on. Maneuvering the car on the lift I groaned again. Not only was it a flat like I had been expecting, she must have driven miles on the damn thing. The rim was bent and when I popped the tire off, there was a split in the damn brake line. Lucky for her, it was only a small one at this point. Knowing Rod was occupied, I ran my hand over the rim and focused my energy to the palm of my hand. We didn’t keep Cooper rims in stock so sometimes we just had to make do…and what others didn’t know, wouldn’t hurt them. I straightened the rim and reinforced the weak spots, then went to work seating a new tire. Before I could put that on though, I sealed off the hole in the hose and checked to make sure there were no other leaks, then popped the tire on. Everything was secured and sealed off in just under two hours and after having her start it up to make sure there were no more issues and topping off the brake fluid, she was on her way to witness the birth of a new spawn and I had another satisfied customer.

The rest of the day was smooth sailing comparatively. I’d have to find a challenge soon though or I’d get bored…and when I was bored it was not good. I went in the back to handle some paperwork as Rodney filled Clint, the senior working for credits, in on the shit needing done this afternoon. Orders had to be filled, parts stocked, shit like that. Thankfully it ran like a well-oiled machine since our delivery dude was efficient as hell…literally. He got in and out quickly, never drew attention to himself, hell we didn’t even talk much. Maybe that’s why I liked him so much. Quiet. A rarity around here….I closed the door most of the way to push out the arguing from up front. didn’t need another damn wrench spinner, I needed someone to do the damn paperwork for me. With another groan, I pulled out the books, promising myself that if I finished at a decent hour, I’d head out to the next city and hit the club, find a nice pliable….no fuck that. Too many at the clubs lately were far too…..passive for my taste. Instead my new plan was to finish up the paperwork and then work on my project car, a 71 Cuda convertible with a 426 under the hood, every piece restored by hand, polished and shined. I checked the calendar and grinned, hopefully one of the items I was waiting for would be in the next delivery, that thought alone was enough to get me motivated once more. A busy demon is a happy demon after all.* #KeepingBusy

[thescreamingdemon]

You Rang?

Landyn: {The phone ringing pulled me out of my dream and I groped at the bedside table. My water glass hit the floor and I growled out a few expletives before I could shut the tiny device up, “What?” I managed to rasp into the microphone. Wishing I had that water now, rather than having given the carpet a good soaking. Instead I listened to the tinny voice on the other end of the line while pushing to my feet and shuffling into the kitchen. I figured I’d need to actually speak at some point soon. Though currently my boss was running through a whole host of shit I didn’t care about. Or I should say one of my bosses, I had multiple, technically. Though one took the top spot, and the male on the other end of the phone was mine. With the phone cradled between my ear and my shoulder I quickly filled a glass and then just as quickly emptied it with with a satisfied, “ahhhhhhh”. I heard my boss stop talking with an irritated grumble before I growled out, “I had a drink. Is there a point to this butt crack of fucking dawn phone call? Cos if not, I had late night and I wouldn’t mind going back to bed for a few hours before I’m needed back in the office.” Office, truck, bike. No difference to me to be honest. So long as it brought in the money and stopped me being bored out of my mind. I was about to refill the glass when I was stopped dead in my tracks. The little voice chatted away as if the news he was giving me was somehow normal. Like I’d had this news hundreds of times before. “What the fuck do you mean he’s dead? What happened? Which one of you screwed up?” I growled loudly when I was told that the only one to screw up was the one who was now dead. He was known as Bob to most he came into contact with. He’d been taken out on the job, doing what he was trained to do. Apparently he’d either become sloppy, or his training hadn’t been enough. Either way, I was up. Promoted and ready to go back into the field. I growled again before speaking, “So he gets himself dead and I’m the one who gets to be excited about being promoted. When did you want me to fit in this little job? I have enough on my plate with…………...what?” I didn’t bother listening to another word, pulling the phone from my ear and clicking the big red button. Fuck that! I was not giving up one of my jobs for this one. It wasn’t worth it. I was settled. mostly.  As settled as I ever got anyway. I wasn’t about to fuck around on that and possibly end up needing to relocate again. That had happened more than once in my lifetimes. Normally not an issue, but it did have a long lasting effect on all those others shuffled around. The phone rang on and on until I heard a knock at my door. Fucking perfect. I didn’t bother putting clothes on. They wanted to come to my home, they could take what they got. Fuck ‘em! I pulled the door wide open and stood there with my phone in one hand and a glass of water in the other. My brow raised in silent question. The sputtering male on the other side of the door had to take a few tries before his voice worked. He then outlined the job again, basically explaining that I took it, or I’d be reassigned, permanently. I listened as I settled my weight against the door frame, one arm above my head as I continued to drink my water one sip at a time. I didn’t say a fucking word until he was finished, “So you’re paying me to step into his shoes, and one of my current jobs will be given to another lacky? Do I get some kind of say in which case I lose?” I figured I had to ask. I was of the firm mind that if you didn't ask you’d never get. So what was the harm in trying? The male, Jack, looked more and more uncomfortable the longer I stood naked in the doorway. My neighbors barely batted an eyelid as they moved past us, most just nodded and waved on the way to their own apartments. I waited just long enough to let him squirm before stepping backwards and giving him a look up and down, his answers just about squashing my curiosity. “You want to come in and work out the details?” He looked relieved until I gave him another slow look up and down, my grin getting wider as he blushed and almost choked on his tongue. I waited another heartbeat before turning and walking back down the hall to the kitchen. I already knew what I was going to give up, and that the new job would start immediately. I’d be in the warehouse and on deliveries as quickly at that afternoon. But I did like fucking with the employees. No one ever warned them about me, and I loved keeping them on their toes. Meant most of the fuckers left me alone unless they had no choice. And when they had no choice, they sent in the newbies. And generally I got something out of that. I heard the door shut and then waited to listen for the footsteps to confirm that a call had been made and the bosses above us had told Jack to get on with it and finish up the meeting. Whatever it took. I couldn’t help my laugh, letting it echo around the house. Sometimes i loved my fucking life.} #YouRang