Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 17, 2015 18:25:47 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ THE BOY'S NEXT WORDS DID CAUSE A BIT OF CONFUSION, that amused look fading for a moment in place of a rather perplexed expression. My, this kid was all sorts of confusing! Not that he minded at all, more than happy to oblige. "Well since you put it that way." he chuckled, turning to face the smaller male once again. "The name's Silas." he offered with that alluring grin. He hadn't the slightest clue why the teen wanted his name, but he certainly wasn't going to argue against it, especially since he seemed to be becoming a bit more agreeable now. Speaking of agreeable, that grin turned mischievous as Matthias requested his drink choice. It was pretty strong and not for the faint of heart, but perhaps it would do the trick of making the boy far more relaxed and easier to manipulate. "I've got to warn you." he began, shaking his head in amusement. "It likes to bite back." he explained before ordering another two glasses. Too late to change his mind now, it would seem as he was getting it whether he wanted to or not. It would only take a few moments before the drinks were set on the counter, the bartender having focused on the two now who had been making a fuss earlier. Best to keep them sated than allow them to get even more worked up. Not that Vince had any intentions of causing anymore harm... yet. "Drink up, kid." he encouraged with a smirk, taking a drink of his own. The alcohol in the mixture was so strong that it felt like your insides were being set on fire. It was a nice kind of pain that the demon had enjoyed ever since he'd discovered it. MATTHIAS DURAN | i'm concerned about what novels this dragon has been reading xD MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 17, 2015 18:58:20 GMT
Matthias puffed his cheeks out, refusing to back down to that charming look on his face. Not so easily this time! He let the name ring through his head for a moment. It resonated with something. "Silas... Silas Marner-" he connected, quoting the fictional character's name. The titular character was so different from this man. "It doesn't suit you," he stated bluntly. Still he was happy to have the name.
Was it normal for humans to talk so peculiarly? All the figurative language he used was like sitting through a learning exercise. Was he trying to say it was strong? A sharp, biting?.. flavour perhaps. "You didn't hesitate to order it," he mumbled as the bartender turned to fetch the order. Some warning. He followed the bartender with his eyes as he worked, devising his plan. If Silas was like one of the perverts he described then how hard could it be? Matthias was.. He.. How could he be ashamed within his own thoughts?! He. Was. Very. "Convincing". There. At least in the bedroom, many had confirmed that for him. It was there that he would fight his battle!
"Oh?" He blinked, noticing the glass in front of him. "Thanks." He watched Silas drink his from the corner of his eye. Nothing. He lifted his own beverage and emptied the glass. He squeezed his eyes shut as it passed through him. That pleasant burning sensation he had come to love. Like before, his exposed neck and collar flushed a bright red in response to the intake. A small smile formed on his lips. A smile that soon became a frown. "I told you my name was Matthias!" he complained, glaring at the older male. Although he was still whining, his tone had become much lighter. The drink was good but- "Mm.. That was it?" he scratched his cheek, sounding almost disappointed. No kick, no second wind. Matthias had high hopes for that drink but it was just like the other "strong" ones. Shame. "What else did you have up your sleeve, Misssster Pervert?" he chimed, combining his name calling.
VINCENT PRICE Notes: Just a library here and a library there. Whatever to pass a year or two (hundred) :')
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 20, 2015 0:14:40 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ SILAS MARNER? The demon had tilt his head, not entirely sure where that had come from. Had he ever called himself Marner? Nope, not that he could recall anyway. Apparently whoever that Silas was, the name apparently didn't suit him and while he had no fucking clue what the kid was prattling on about, he shrugged it off, not in the right mind to really care if that were meant to be an insult or not. He simply smirked at the boy's mumblings, acting innocent as he waited for the drink to arrive. He was already anticipating a reaction. Even if he couldn't keep it down, the mix had a high amount of alcohol in it that it was almost dangerous to drink more than a couple of glasses. He wasn't even sure what number he was on now, but he felt quite fine, amazing in fact. He wouldn't be able to say the same for Matthias though. Unfortunately he was just a little disappointed by how well he'd taken the drink. He hardly even flinched! Well that was no fun the demon thought with a faint frown but once again shrugged it off, unable to deny being somewhat impressed. The kid didn't look it, but he could definitely hold his liquor! Still, it was such a huge let down! He felt a bit better though, knowing that calling him a kid seemed to have gotten on his nerves a bit. It actually kind of made his following words a tad hypocritical, not that the demon could give any shit about what he was calling him. After all, he's gone by many names over the years. That and the fact that he'd given him a fake name just proved how little he cared about the whole name thing entirely. He'd only started choosing a human name when blending in became necessary. Giving a fake sigh, Vincent shrugged in defeat. "Nothing at all. You've run me dry, Matthias." he gloomily stated though his current state wasn't really helping his lies to be convincing in the slightest, almost sounding too obvious. Taking another drink, he sat down the glass before turning back to the boy, a mischievous look in his eyes. "Course I can just jump right back to where we left off, if you want." he teased, leaning in again. Since the drink didn't do the trick, perhaps the demon could give him a bite of his own. MATTHIAS DURAN | i'd like to point out that i fucked up and wrote silas because i was still in the writing mode for another character on another site but i'm totally just gonna roll with it //dies MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 20, 2015 1:32:43 GMT
He rubbed the palm of his hand against his cheek. Still warm. His scale of gauging a drink wasn't finished earlier. He was still feeling its warmth. What was the name of that thing? He would definitely order it again if the possibility ever came up. He could just drink one of those instead a few of anything else. He wasn't planning on anything more, and the man only helped solidify his plans as if in confirmation of the drink's strength. "Mm.. Kay.." Or maybe he was disappointed? Or maybe he didn't have the money?
He turned back to the older male when he spoke again, noting the same devious look from earlier. He put two and two together when he thought about what they could have possibly "left off". So he wanted to play! Did he?! Matthias could begin implementing his plan master right at this moment! Matthias braced himself as the distance between them grew smaller and smaller. Once he was close enough- Matthias leaned in and fearlessly pecked his mouth. He jerked his head back after only half a second, and scoot off of his chair. "Guess that covers all of my unfinished business tonight, don't you think?" Matthias cooed, grinning at him as he got up. But he could feel it in his first step. Once he let that first drink go through to his head- the rest would follow. No matter how much alcohol he could normally take, the last one was pretty much in full effect. But he wasn't going to sit back down and let his would-be victory go to waste! He triumphantly trot towards the door, resisting the urge to take a look at the man. It was just like living the ocean! The bigger fish wouldn't drop a trail without pursuit. Surely he would give chase!
A rock seemed to drop in his stomach. But what if Matthias wasn't much of a catch after all? Maybe he just seemed like an easy catch to the man and that was as far as his appeal went? If even Matthias was so blindly attracted to the human's appearance than many, many others would do the same, correct? His elaborate plan had a gaping whole in it. How could he lure in his catch if the bait wasn't tempting at all? Devising a trap with no way of catching its prey was a failed effort. He pushed through the doors without hesitation. Well if he had become so easily attached then he could do it again! Right?! Nothing was stopping him from repeating this entire stunt another day... With another person... His heart was so contrite. He wanted this person- right now. It was so frustrating! He spent a few minutes with a complete stranger and now he wanted to spend a few more, and a few more, and a few more... The human sentiment combined with his awful people skills drove Matthias insane!! He wanted this stuck-up bastard to like him! What was the point in thinking like that?! VINCENT PRICE Notes: I don't think he's sober anymore Notes2: HAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAH OMG LOL O M G YOU'RE KILLING ME HAHAHAHA I just read it and was like "This mother trucker is going to break Matty's heart >:C" Notes3: This is pretty much how I feel right now. Me: /wakes up. Me: /sees post. Me: /sees Secret online. Me: RAHHHH MUST FINISH POST MUST FINISH POST MUST FINISH POST- /finishes. Me: /checks. Me: /sees offline. Me: orz Come baaaack.... Notes4: yeeeaaah... That's why I edit it over time (y)
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 20, 2015 2:13:24 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ WELL... THAT WAS UNEXPECTED. After how much of a fuss the kid was putting up earlier, the demon honestly hadn't expected him to react as he had. Of course it was hardly anything, but more than he'd figured the teen was capable of. The lips planted on his only lasted for a second and it was like a shark smelling blood. He just wanted more. Unfortunately for him, the little tease pulled back just as quickly as he'd leaned in, getting up to leave. The fuck? With a stumble in his step, the kid was off, headed for the door. Either he'd had a lot more than he'd realized or that last one really did do the trick. Either way, while certainly disappointed the brat was just heading off, he did find the sway in his steps rather amusing. He looked like he could fall at any moment. He was so close too. At this rate the kid would have been in the palm of his hands. Surely he wasn't going to give up now? Well of course not! Sometimes to catch your prey, you've got to play your part as the bait. Simply hunting them wasn't always enough and he figured this was one of those times. Besides, it was fairly obvious the boy was enamored. Perhaps the little tease was trying to be crafty himself. Well if that was the way it was, Vincent supposed he could play along. After all, all he really wanted was some fun for the night. If that meant he had to change his tactics a bit then so be it. Matthias would only be outside for a few moments before the door opened again, revealing the following demon who wore the cockiest of smirks. "You don't honestly think I'm just going to let you get away with just a taste, do you?" he questioned the young male as he approached MATTHIAS DURAN | i'm almost always lurking online :P it's just a habit for me to log out after i'm done posting MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 20, 2015 13:38:31 GMT
What if? What if? What if?! Matthias's panic melted away after he'd taken a step or two. The sound of the door opening. But.. Couldn't it have been anybody? His nerves nearly busted when the familiar voice spoke in a very familiar tone. It was him!
He thought about continuing but Matthias was getting a little impatient himself. He turned on his heels to face his pursuer. He was getting close again and that damn smile- he couldn't possibly know what Matthias was planning. Not that it mattered since Matthias intended to get caught up by the pervert so that the pervert would get caught up with him. "What do you mean? I was just getting a head start," he said, pausing after his ambiguous statement. Feigning innocence for the first time during their interaction he continued-"I've got a long way to go- so if you'll excuse me," He tried to turn around like he'd just done before but his body didn't want to work properly. He tripped over his own feet and stumbled towards Silas.
He grabbed onto him with both hands to stop himself from falling and put his forehead on the other male's chest. It felt pretty warm, even for Matthias who already felt like he was burning up. "But you know- I don't know if I can make it..." he mumbled, not pulling away. It seemed he had reached his limit for drunken resistance. "You should carry me, but I have to warn you- you'll need to swim a way to get me back..." He continued, trying to avoid missing a beat. "But you know what? I don't know why but..." Matthias took a few more steps forward so that he was toe to toe with Silas. "But I get the feeling you won't let me go home, will you?" Matthias's arms snaked around Silas's waist as he pulled himself closer, pressing their bodies together. It was really warm- just like Matthias imagined it. He couldn't let go if his life depended on it. He was very far gone. What more did the other need? VINCENT PRICE Notes: /intercom beeps "Please report to the skypeu office" EditNotes: OOoOoOoO Blockquote (y)
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 20, 2015 16:11:25 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ A HEAD START? A head start right into his chest was more like it, Vincent rather caught off guard by the unexpected weight put on him as the teen struggled to keep himself upright. Well this had gone a bit easier than expected! Vince had been convinced he'd have to put in more effort to win this particular kid over but he proved himself wrong, looking down to the male who was in no hurry to move just yet. That was fine, Vince didn't feel like giving him a chance to escape anyway. Confirming the fact that Matthias wasn't moving anytime soon, Vincent smirked, finding the notion of him even taking another step amusing, let alone getting home on his own. "No shit." he commented, the air of victory that the shorter male wore earlier seeming to have transferred to the demon now, more so when the boy suggested he carry him. He hadn't a clue what he'd meant by swim, nor did he really have the chance to ask, not that he would really care or ever find out as the kid was definitely correct in his assumption. "Eventually, perhaps." he began with a chuckle. "But what's the harm in having a little fun first?" he questioned. Not that the boy seemed like he'd have much issue with that arrangement, no longer just using the demon for balance but now wrapped around him, acting as if he couldn't even dare letting him go. Good. Vincent was happy to oblige. Well... Sort of. The issue remained that the kid was holding onto him and it would be hard to traverse with some new weight attached to his waist. So, going off on Matthias' earlier plan, Vincent reached down and swooped up the smaller male into his arms with minimal effort. Now he just had to find someplace close by where he could have his way with him with little interruptions. Honestly, Vincent wasn't sure he'd be able to walk home himself, much less while carrying someone under his condition, so any old place would have to do, he wasn't too picky. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 20, 2015 19:28:34 GMT
What was so special about being this close to someone? The opportunity made him feel all weird inside and he wasn't sure why. It wasn't exactly the way he wanted it to happen but it was still nice if he didn't think about it. On the bright side, Silas didn't seem completely evil but Matthias confirmed his suspicions. He was letting himself get "played". Still- Matthias had high hopes. Must've been the alcohol.
He flailed an arm for a second when he felt himself getting lifted off the ground. He pressed his face into Silas's chest, instinctively clinging tighter. A feeling of unease spread throughout his being, getting moved around without his feet on the ground made him nervous. He was worried Silas would drop him? He was trusting him not to drop him. A weird feeling indeed. Putting his safety in the hands of a human... Technically he was giving that up by giving up his body... More importantly?
"Where are we going?" he said as he pulled his face away an inch to look up at Silas. He was afraid to move much more than that and it showed on his red face. He really wanted to press his cheek back against his transportation. He really did. But he shouldn't. He had to maintain some self-control otherwise he really might get taken advantage of without putting up a fight. And he couldn't let his prey slip away so easily!... At least it was easy to say inside of his mind.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 23, 2015 21:56:34 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ AWFUL JUMPY, WASN'T HE? Matthias really ought to be careful as Vincent certainly wasn't too stable himself and could likely drop the boy on accident. Of course he might have done the same sober though it might not have been entirely an accident. The boy needed to stop flailing about though and Vince made sure to get a more steady grip on him, making sure that he could neither struggle or fall out of his grasp. "Easy there." he warned with a wry chuckle before walking along once he'd composed himself. The kid's question hardly came as a surprise, despite the fact that the demon honestly had no real answer for him. He was really going in no particular direction and simply looking for the best spot to make this happen. "Wherever's open." he offered simply. Even an alley would do as it certainly wouldn't be a first for him. Sometimes you had to make due with whatever was available, after all! Hardly mattered that it was a public place and anyone could just walk in on your fun. In fact that made it all the more fun in his head. But luck was on the kid's side as they wouldn't have to make magic happen in a dirty old alley, instead a dirty old motel would do the trick. So with that in mind he approached the cheap and mostly rundown building with the intent to make this a night the male would likely never forget and it would sate the demon's hunger for a bit longer which was always a plus! MATTHIAS DURAN | sorry this took so long! my vince muse has been weird. also we can timeskip now unless you wanna play around before the actual stuff has chance to happen :P MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 24, 2015 12:02:42 GMT
Matthias felt a little more secure, but still he clung tightly to the other man's shirt. Better safe than sorry. With the intention of going to bed with this man, surely his teasing would stop bothering him. It didn't. It was even moreso than before if anything.
Getting laughed at made him turn a little redder than he already was. He still spoke so casually, too. He really must've thought Matthias was easy game. Who was the naive one here!! Oh.. It was still Matthias. There was no way to know whether or not his methods would be effective. And on top of that- what if he wasn't even in any good, after all? No, no, no! People paid! The dark time in his life was explained to him. They paid and they returned just to get with Matthias. There was no denying it! It was no sham. Matthias wouldn't consider it!
He seemed to be headed towards a run down building ready to fall apart. Well that would be another option.. The ceiling comes down on them and the next thing he knew there would be a huge dragon covering him. He'd like to see his prey escape him then! But he'd rather conceal his identity if possible. Matthias knew how humans were- even the cowards lashed out in fear. But- was he going to stop? "It's locked." Okay. "Are we just going to go in? What if there's someone in there?" Didn't humans have some kind of complicated consequence system?
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 24, 2015 13:10:19 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ LOCKED. "Thank you, captain obvious." he spoke in jest, not as annoyed as his words might have come across. This was just a small obstacle in the way that he could easily take care of. Yeah, he could have went to the front desk, request a key to this room, but that would take far too long and he was rather impatient. There were far worse things that he'd done than steal a room for free. Besides, this place looked like it hardly got business anyway, aside from people like them just looking for a place to make out after getting absolutely wasted. They'd be fine. If not, who the fuck cares? Certainly not the demon. His next question caused Vincent to chuckle, however. "And?" he questioned as if he didn't see the issue. "They can either get out or if they are decent looking we can invite them to join the fun." he stated simply with a shrug. It wouldn't be the end of the world, the kid hardly had anything to worry about. Only thing that was legitimately a concern was the locked door but that would be taken care of soon enough. It was just slightly more difficult when the world looked like it was spinning just a bit (not to mention having extra weight in your arms), but Vince had managed to kick his foot up right beneath the door handle without toppling over with the kid. Once he'd felt stable enough, he pulled back and kicked it in, the door surprisingly not giving much resistance. It really shouldn't have been a surprise with how old and decrepit this place looked, but they were in nonetheless, the door just a tad broken. Good thing there was still a chain lock to keep the door from staying wide open. Stepping inside, he found the room was seemingly empty, without much trace of anyone being there, at least recently. Looked like they were not going to have a threesome tonight. He chuckled at the thought, finally getting rid of the weight by practically tossing Matthias onto the bed whose springs would creak under the pressure. Oh good. That wont get annoying at all. Beggars can't be choosers, he reminded himself, walking over to the door then and securing it with the lock, giving the male some time to prepare. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 24, 2015 17:37:57 GMT
Matthias furrowed his eyebrows together. That was that sarcasm thing again. Matthias would be less annoyed if he could do it just as well, but he couldn't. Matthias was technically at fault for bothering in the first place. Saying something like that. He wouldn't admit it though. Sure enough, there didn't seem to be a single thing that could stop him. The older male sure was intent on getting his way. Was he always like this? Would Matthias even get a chance to find out?
Focus, Focus, Focus! The other man had already found his way inside of the room by the time he came to his senses. "Woah!" he yelped as he flew through the air for a few seconds. The bed was rickety. As long as it didn't give out... He sat up on the bed and watched Silas secure the door. He didn't seem very worried earlier. It was a good thing there was no one in here. "I feel like you're not the type to share," he mumbled, staring off to the side. It had been a long while since he'd done anything like this. When he tried to remember he could only think back to the hellhole he was tricked into. What was it like? The client had a small exchange with his keeper and then came in and... But outside of business? A few images came up from his reading but none of them were lending him much advice on what to do in this scenario. Well... He popped open the button on his khaki pants. But more importantly... Matthias kicked off his shoes which landed in a dark corner of the room. So... "So..." he verbally repeated. The alcohol wasn't helping him relax much in this situation. VINCENT PRICE Notes: C'mon Matt- Go get 'em tiger /shot
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 24, 2015 18:59:41 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ The demon chuckled, finding his mumbling to be amusing. As well as kind of true. He really wasn't much of the sharing type, quite greedy when it came to things, but what did you expect from an embodiment of sin, honestly? "You might be right." he offered simply, neither confirming it or denying it outright, but his smirk might have said it all. He'd already managed to fend off one guy to get this kid, he'd certainly have no qualms about kicking anyone else's ass either. Once he laid claim to something, that was it. And tonight, Matthias was all his. The door was secure now... Mostly. His little kick actually damaged the door latch, making it unable to close properly, so the chain lock was the only thing keeping it from swinging open completely. That and it would keep the landlord of this place off their tail a bit should they find out the two had broken in. In general, less things to interrupt their time together. With that taken care of, he turned back to find the kid had already started, receiving a pleased smile from Vincent. He wasn't incredibly naive, at least. This would make things much easier. The demon himself would start as well, wasting little time to take his shirt off, revealing his chiseled torso that was absolutely riddled in scars. He tossed it nonchalantly to the side along side his shoes before looking back to Matthias who looked like a nervous little mouse now as he sat there, looking unsure of himself. Far too late to back down now and Vincent made that all obvious as he approached the smaller male, giving him a 'gentle' nudge that would send him onto his back. A much better position, the demon decided as he'd crawl ontop of him, using his sheer weight alone to pin him beneath him. "So?" he turned around, his eyes practically glowing with mischief. In fact if the boy paid attention, he might have noticed Vince's teeth had sharpened a bit. Perhaps the drunken demon was having a bit too much fun with this. And it was only the beginning. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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Post by MATTHIAS DURAN on May 25, 2015 21:28:22 GMT
His shirt was off. Matthias supposed that was normal too. He could recall the feeling of suffocation the article of clothing could create if it was still on when he got to business. He should take his off too then. That was a lot of scars. A human survived that much? Right. The shirt. Matthias blinked a few times, catching himself ogling at the other man's chest. He barely finished pulling the fabric over his head when he was pushed down.
He landed on his back, bouncing a little. That almost hurt. "Hey!" He exclaimed as he started getting back up. But the other male stopped him by climbing on top of him, the bed creaking under their weight. Things got really hot again for Matthias. Getting this close was like taking one of those shots. Now that he had a better look, Matthias had a perverse desire to touch Silas's scars. There was just so many of them too. And it didn't take much if they were this close. Just a little bit and... He leaned forward, pressing his lips against the other's. He sighed into the kiss, lips parting slightly, as his arms slowly crept around and-.. Mathias stopped himself. Pulling away, he leaned backwards into the bed as much as he could. In the same manner, Matthias pressed his arms against the bed, fighting the urge to touch Silas. He couldn't get carried away just yet. He balled his hands into fists, stopping the fingers that itched to trace the scarred skin. "S-So!.." He squeezed his eyes shut and looked away. His body was getting impatient with him. His mind was determined to follow through with his elaborate plan but his flesh was burning up with lust. It was his job to propagate as the Leviathan. It was in his design. There was no fertility between the two of them but his body couldn't tell the difference. Mating was mating. It was becoming increasingly difficult to keep his head.
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Post by VINCENT PRICE on May 26, 2015 17:53:52 GMT
WHATEVER YOU DO, DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE DARK ❝ Matthias was taking far too long which was why Vincent had no qualms about pushing him, nor did he feel particularly guilty for potentially hurting the kid. In fact he seemed pretty damned indifferent, disregarding the fact Matthias had attempted to get up and outright denying the attempt by staying on top of him with little intention of moving either. The teen had gotten too far into the demon's territory and as far as he was concerned at this point, Matt was his to play with. So naturally, he'd play with him how he'd like. It wouldn't take much pushing along to get things going though and Vincent was very pleased with the action he'd taken, smirking beneath that kiss that... ended far too soon. It seemed Matthias was having more trouble than he'd originally thought, the demon unable to suppress a chuckle at the sight of the teen trying to distance himself, despite it being pretty much impossible thanks to their position. As cute as it all was though, Vincent was far too impatient to play along all night. So that was why he took the initiative, grabbing the teens wrists and pinning them back behind his head with enough force that it caused the bed to shake a bit and likely was just a tad rougher than the teen might have liked. He'd make up for it though, leaning in himself this time though instead of going for a kiss, his lips planted on Matthias' neck, just below his jawline, breathing hot air there as he spoke. "You talk too much..." the demon teased before his lips would part, revealing the rather dangerous looking set of teeth that took a bite at the skin there. He might as well have been a vampire with how much the demon bit, honestly. Of course this was only one of many that Matthias would have to deal with before the night was though, Vincent finding it quite enjoyable to mark up his prey. He'd only retract when he was certain his teeth had left an imprint but he certainly was not done with him yet. MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GS
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