So this is a SupernaturalxGlee Crossover Roleplay that me and my girlfriend are in. She's roleplays Nick and I roleplay Jeff. Our Roleplay is one from Tumblr. I warn you now, this involves rape, abuse and language. If you don't like it, don't read it. The Couple Niff of course. For those still here, enjoy your read.
"Hey, I know it's late and kind of last second, but do you mind staying here while I close up?" Jeff asked, looking up at the dark haired male.
Nick looked up from the cash register, counting the days takings and nodded, "Yeah, sure.. I haven't got anywhere that I need to be." He went back to counting the money before frowning and glancing at the blonde again, "Why do you need me to stay, Jeff? You never ask me to stay."
The blond shrugged. "When I left for work this morning, something felt completely.. off, ya know?" he replied, leaning on his open palms.
Nick shrugged and went back to counting the money, "Be thankful you can smell when something's off like I can.. Something's been wrong for a while now." He put the cash away and noted it in the books before sitting on his stool behind the counter, putting his feet up, "If you want I'll escort you home, Jeffery. Like I said, I haven't got anything better to do."
"Geez, thanks." He laughed. "I just don't feel very comfortable walking alone tonight." He shrugged. "Not with this feeling that's driving me insane. Besides, with the wind howling like that I'd rather have someone I trust with me."
The brunette chuckled, "Sorry, I forgot that I had to be the guy who was comforting." He shrugged, leaning back in his seat, "The wind's not too bad.. Well, not if you're a demon or something else. So I guess it makes sense that it unnerves you, safer that way." He half smirks at the blonde, "Aww, I'm touched.. I'll keep you safe, don't worry about it."
Jeff rolled his eyes as he stepped out of the store's front door. "Don't go there." He replied, gesturing for him to come along. He waited until the other was out of the store before locking the front door to the shop. He stuck his hands into his pockets as he headed in the direction of his home. "Let's go, you!" He called over his shoulder.
Nick rolled his eyes a little and sat up, getting out of his seat and grabbed his jacket from under the counter before following the blonde. He looked around in the dark as Jeff locked up; his eyes turned black so that he could see further in the gloom, Jeff was right, something was off and he couldn't figure out what it was which pissed him off to no end. When the blonde spoke again he snapped his head around from where he'd been lookng down the other end of the street and followed after him, catching up quickly, "Remind me why it is that you're still bossy as hell to me?"
The blond grinned, bumping into him playfully. "Because you still take it like you used to?" He crossed his arms over his chest, moving quickly towards his home. "But really.. come on, please.." He murmured. "I don't wanna be out here longer then I need to be..."
Nick shook his head when Jeff bumped into him, "I think that might have to change at some point in the future. Can't have other demon's thinking I'm a pushover because of you." He joked, slipping his leather jacket on and he put his hands in his pockets, still glancing around them as they walked down the street, "Yeah, moving faster would be a plan. I can smell something and whatever it is, it's not of the good."
"I really don't care what they think." He snapped as they arrived at his door. He pressed his head to the door and sighed. "I'm sorry.." He stated softly, opening his door and walking in. "You wanna come in?" He asked softly.
He ran his fingers through his hair when he's snapped at, eyes flashing black for a second before he gets control again and shakes his head, "It's fine… Hard not to be on edge during the night." He glances back at the street again then the blonde, "Actually, yeah.. At least to make sure that the house is safe from.. Well, me."
He went into his kitchen and sat on the stool and hummed. "Work was so long today.." He murmured, yawning. "So.. What do you wanna do?" he asked curiously. He hesitated and looked at his friend cautiously, hand sliding under the counter. "What do you mean from you?" he asked softly. "You've never attacked me, even before I started with the protection stuff."
The brunette followed Jeff into the kitchen and leaned against the counter, "Work was a complete drag, I thought that the day was never going to end.." Nick shook his head, "I didn't mean it like that, I meant my kind.. I'd never hurt you, you know that."
Jeff let out a small sigh, bringing his hands up to grab a glass dish, moving it from in front of the cups. "Becareful how you word things." He reprimanded softly. As he shifted it into one hand the dish fell from his hands and shattered on the floor. Jeff groaned, leaning down to pick broken pieces, cutting his hands as he did. "Fuck!" He hissed.
"I'll keep that in mind.. You know what I'm like, my mouth likes to run before my brain catches up." he nodded, as he watched the blonde move around the kitchen he tried to grab for the dish as it fell but he wasn't fast enough and he cringed as it smashed on the floor and bent down to help pick up the pieces; he grabbed Jeff's hand when he cut himself, "Dammit, Jeffery. You should have let me do that."
Jeff slapped his hand away. "I can do it on my own!" he snapped, wincing. He opened his mouth as he with drew his hand. "Sorry.." He replied quietly. Despite knowing what his best friend was he still wasn't quite used to the fact and rarely let the brunet touch him in anymore.
Nick retracted his hand almost instantly, standing up and punching the fridge in frustration, "Dammit! I know that I'm a demon, do you not think that I'm reminded everyday by the fact that you rarely come near me any more. How do you think that makes me feel?" He bends down again, eyes turning black again as he kneels before the blonde and grips his chin so that he can look at him, "This, is who I am now. You have to fucking deal with this now, I am what I am."
Jeff's eyes widened as he inhaled sharply. "I.. I said I.. I'm sorry, Nicky.." He breathed, voice shaky as he tries to lean away from him.
Nick clenched his jaw angrily, "I know, but that doesn't change the fact that everything I just said is true, does it?" the brunette started long an hard into Jeff's eyes before he let go of his chin roughly and stood back up, blinking away the black of his eyes as he sat down on a stool drumming his fingers on the counter, "You've obviously got an issue with me being the way I am and I know why. But I have been more than perfectly behaved around you. I've never flaunted what I am unless I've had to. You have no idea how many times I've protected you without you even knowing about it and this is the thanks I get? Being snapped at for trying to help you pick up broken glass from the floor?" He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration and anger, closing his eyes as he felt his eyes changing colour again, this time he can't get them to change back.
"I didn't.. Nicky, please.." He spoke softly as he looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm sorry! I.. it was a natural reaction.. I didn't mean to do it.." He whispered. He knew Nick was loosing control. He also knew he had one thing to do and no choice. He'd agreed with Nick. It was in the pact the pair had made when Nick had told Jeff about the demon inside him. His fingers brushed under the cabinet as he felt for what he was looking for.
Nick almost growled, "You do. All of the time. You don't even realize it any more." His fingers clenched in his hair tighter and he groaned in frustration, his eyes screwing shut for a moment. His head snapped around when he felt the blonde feeling around for something under the counter, he grabbed his wrist in a vice like grip and looked at him, black eyes blazing with anger, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"Nick!" He half shrieked, in surprise. He yanked at his arm, knowing it was useless but trying nonetheless. "Please, Nicky.. I swear.. Y.. you know me.. I don't mean it.. "He whispered as the panic rose. "I.. I was doing what we both said I had to if this ever happened.. I was only gonna put the ring around me, Nick, I swear.. "He replied softly, his voice pleadingly. "Just until you calm down, Nicky.." He whispered, voice laced with the same softness he used when he was younger and terrified.
The brunette tilted his head, pulling the blonde a closed by his wrist, "You're scared of me." He stated, "Good, being scared is good because it means that you actually feel something other than the obvious hatred for me." he hissed at him. Nick gripped the Jeff's other wrist and pushed him against the counter, so much that he was almost bending over backwards, "Salt.. Nice try, Jeffie. Not gonna happen, believe me."
He cried out in surprise as his other wrist was grabbed as well. "N.. Nick, I swear!" He begged. "Please! I.. I don't hate you! I swear I don't.. B.. but right now you're really scaring the fuck out of me! I just want to go to my room. L.. let me go!" He begged, tears pouring down the blond's face. "Y.. you're hurting me, Nicky.." He whimpered in the same old terrified childlike voice he used to get when he was smaller and they'd stay the night at each other's houses.
He smirked down at the blonde, his eyes getting even darker if that were possible, "Beg all you like, Jeff. I don't care, not an iota." he pulled the Jeff up again, getting in his face as much as he could, "I'm scaring you? Good, I like scared. The fear, I can almost taste it from you, do you know what that does to me? no, because I hide my dirty little secrets from you at all costs. Wouldn't wanna hurt poor Jeffie's feelings now, would I?" He laughed bitterly at the childlike voice Jeff spoke in, "You're not going anywhere. Not until I'm done with you.. And I'm far from done with you."
The blond's breathing quickened, jerking at his wrist. "Nick!" He turned his head sharply, away from him. He yanked at his wrists again, this time using his entire body. "Nick, please, I didn't mean to upset you.. I swear!" He replied softly, his eyes flickered to his wrists, already spotting the forming bruises. "Nicolas! Please! I'm begging you to stop!" He pleaded half yelling and half sobbing, thrashing himself with all his strength as he continued to try escaping.
As the blonde pulled away from him, he pulled Jeff against him again with a wild look in his eyes, "Yeah well, too late. You already did." He let go of one of Jeff's wrists and in less than a second, he'd pulled back enough to spin the blonde around and pinned him against the counter again, this time bending over it and he ground against his ass with a groan, already painfully hard from the fear coming off of the other male. The brunette leaned down to murmur in Jeff's ear, "Keep begging me, Jeffie.. You're just turning me on more.."
"Nick.. oh god, please don't do this." He begged, struggling more as he dropped his head, crying. "It wasn't on purpose and you know it!" Jeff cried out. "Please, Nick. Anything but this" He choked out, letting out another cry of frustration as his attempts of escape continue to fail.
The brunette chuckled, it was a dry and bitter laugh next to the blonde's ear, "I don't care." He spat out, and pulled Jeff up roughly by the back of his shirt, and span him around to backhand him across the face and lets him drop to the floor, "Enough of the please, Nick this and I'm sorry, Nick that. It's getting repetitive and boring as hell." He sighed, looking down at the blonde on the floor, "Get up. Now." He demanded.
Jeff let out a small gasp of surprise as he was hit. The blond bit his lip, curled up on the floor. He inhaled slowly, trying to catch his breath. "No." He replied softly, looking at the brunet through his lashes and bangs. "You're not Nick anymore.." He stated softly. Jeff let his head tilt up as he moved to sit up. "So fuck you." He hissed coolly.
Nick chuckled, shaking his head, "No.. I am Nick, new and improved!" He smirked at him, leaning down to pull the blonde up after grabbing the front of his shirt again and he pulled him up so much that his feet were barely touching the floor. He raised his eyebrows at Jeff and laughed, "Fuck me? Oh, no, Jeffery. Fuck you. And that's exactly what I'm going to do." He threw Jeff onto the dining table, following after him to hold him down with a hand, "Now.. Hold still, this will only hurt a lot."
Jeff hit the table, gasping as the wind was knocked out of him. He looked up, eyes wide at him. He brought his hand that'd been dangling off the edge, up quick, a flash of silver slicing into Nick's arm. He dropped the knife onto the floor and shoved both hands into his chest, pushing him as hard as he could away. "No, you're not! Nick wouldn't do this.." He protested, drawing up his legs to kick back the brunet.
Nick's arm shot back as his skin was sliced, he was so taken back by the fact that Jeff had even dared to do it that he wasn't prepared for the shove that sent him stumbling back a couple of steps, he did however, manage to brace for the kick, still being shunted backwards but not a considerable amount. He was on the blonde again in moments, pulling him up and slamming him against a wall face first. the brunette pressed up against his back, effectively pinning him into place, and he nipped at his ear a little harder than necessary, "This.. Nah, this isn't something that Nick would do. He might have thought about it a few times but he's to much of a good guy to do this.. Lucky form him that I'm here to get rid of some of the innocence that can be smelled a mile off."
Jeff sputtered, spitting blood onto his floor as it dripped from his now bloodied nose and mouth, a groan slipping from the pain. He blinked back the daze, pushing at the wall forcing him to use his shoulder to ram into the other. "Get.. off of me.." He hissed, shoving his open palm into his face. Jeff's eyes flickered, knowing the salt would at most burn the other. It wouldn't save him, not really but all he need right now was a distraction so he could find a way out.
Nick stumbled backwards, clawing at his face as soon as the salt hits him, crying out in pain for a moment, but the pain is quickly replaced by white hot fury, he wrenches the blonde from where he'd hit the wall, one hand gripping his upper arm tightly, as he throws him on the dining table again after using his free hand to clear it of anything else that could harm him, "You shouldn't have done that, Jeff.." He growled, pinning the blonde down with his forearm pushing heavily on the centre of Jeff's chest while he worked at the button of his jeans, "Now you're gonna get it, I don't appreciate having salt shoved in my face.. I think you owe me big time for that one. Don't you? Not that I actually care." He pulled off the blonde's pants and tossed them aside with a smirk, and his underwear quickly followed while his eyes raked over the half naked form laying before him, "Just how he imagined it. Not for long though…"
"What do you care?" He gasped in pain. He blinked a couple times, trying to get his eyesight to go back to normal. He laid on the table, breathing heavily as he felt his body give out on him. He bit back a scream, his head lolling to the side as he went limp, no longer caring what happened to him. "M'sorry, Nicky.." He whispered softly, eyes closing as he waited for what he knew was only seconds from happening.
He shrugged, "You're right, I don't." He stated simply, keeping his hand on Jeff's chest even after he goes limp, he unbuttons his own pants and shoves them down to free his rock hard cock, smirking at the bit back scream as he pulled Jeff's slim form to the edge of the table and without warning, he unceremoniously slammed into the blonde's tight hole, not caring that dry fucking him wouldn't only be painful but would definitely make him bleed. The thought of blood just made him slam into him harder, that was one thing he couldn't get enough of, blood and it's delicious tangyness.
The blond cried out, fist clenching as he gasped in pain. He pulled his arm close, biting into his own arm to prevent the screams from slipping. He pinched his eyes closed, whimpering at each slam, tears streaming down his face as his other hand clawed into the table.
Nick pulled Jeff's arm away, "No. I want to hear you." He growled, hand gripping the blonde's hip so hard that he was leaving bruises already, he groaned, keeping up his fast pace of slams into the blonde's now bleeding entrance, pulling nearly all of the way out before slamming into him as hard as he can.
He shook his head slowly, biting back the screams he knew he'd release if he opened his mouth. He whimpered at the slamming, inhaling sharply with each violent thrust. He clenched his fist tighter, occasionally letting out a gasp of pain.
He continued to slam into the blonde at an unrelenting pace, watching the blonde's face intently as he fucks him violently. Nick grunted and groaned freely, even though he'd have preferred if the blonde was screaming blue murder, he'd have to settle for whimpers, gasps, and the satisfaction that he'd ripped him open. The hand on Jeff's chest let go, moving quickly to grip at his hip so that he could pull the blonde closer, groaning at every violent thrust into him, he wasn't going to last a whole lot longer and he wanted to at least get a rise out of Jeff before he came, "I can smell the virgin all over you, Jeffery… Waiting for Nick to pop your cherry? Not what you were expecting, huh?" He laughed, increasing his pace again as he got closer, the smell of blood and fear in the kitchen starting to become too much for him, "I do like virgins, so very much.. Shame you're not one now. Still, memorable first time and all that.."
Jeff's lips parted in gasp, finally letting out a shaky scream of pain. He pulled his arm back so he could bury his face into his arm as the broken sobs left his chest in hard pants and sharp breaths. His fists flexed, body arching against the table, nails scratching at the wooden table. The blond kept his face buried in his arms, biting his arm once more.
The brunette closed his eyes over happily at the sound of muffled, broken sobs escaping the blonde and his thrusts became erratic, "That's it… Just what I've been waiting for." He groaned, pulling back a final time and slammed into him again, burying his face in the blonde's neck as he came with a grunt and panted against his skin. He remained still for a moment before he stood up and pulled out of the blonde, sitting down to look at Jeff, sprawled over the table with blood and cum seeping out of his ass, "You look positively delicious, Jeffery." He ran a finger through the mixing body fluids and licked it clean, "I've never been one for blood, I'd rather leave that to the blood suckers, but no longer virginal blood and cum? Best taste in the world.."
Jeff laid there, unmoving before he finally rolled himself off of the table. He hit the floor, crying out softly as he did. He laid in a heap on the floor, sobs continuing to escape from his lips. He pulled himself to his feet, legs buckling under himself as he made an attempt to move.
Nick rolled his eyes, watching in amusement as the blonde fell in a heap on the floor and he grabbed Jeff's arm, "I wouldn't do that if I were you." He warned, keeping Jeff stable and not letting him leave the room. He couldn't risk that he'd have more weapons to use against him. There was only so much that a meat suit could take and he really liked this one, he'd have a hard time letting go of it, if and when the time came.
"Go.. back to hell.." He hissed, voice hoarse. "Do you really care what I do or what happens to me?" He muttered. He closed his eyes, collapsing. "Just want to go shower.."
Nick tilted his head, pretending to think about it then let go of the blonde's arm, unceremoniously dropping him to the floor, "No. Not particularly." He replied, looking at him sprawled on the floor again, "You're pathetic, go and see how many hours in the shower it take to stop feeling so dirty."
The blond didn't didn't move at his words. His eyes were empty as he stared at the ceiling with wide green eyes. He laid there, breathing hollow and his body shaking on it's own accord. The pain enveloping him completely. He let out a breath, going completely limp. "No.." He whispered, eyes closing.
He had looked away from the blonde in boredom as soon as he finished speaking to him but snapped his head around when he was told no, black eyes meeting green ones and for a spit second they returned to normal before the black was back, "What?" He hissed, "You dare to tell me no? You think that I can't do that to you again?" He could feel Nick fighting to take back control of his body after seeing Jeff sprawled on the floor but he wasn't about to just hand over the reigns like that. "Even if I'm spent, I can still fuck you with something else."
The blond finally rolled onto his side, hissing at the pain. He closed his eyes again, whimpering. "No.." He whispered, whimpering. "Nicky.. you promised.." He whispered, ignoring the demon completely.
The brunette could see that Jeff was oblivious to the internal struggle going on inside him, "Promised what? That I'd never hurt you? Little late for that one isn't it?" He hissed only to lose control for a second and Nick takes over, "Jeff.. Run! Please! Don't let me hurt you again." And just like that he was gone again, the brunette stretching out and pulling up his pants as he stood up and jabbed the blonde with his toe, "Damn.. I think I broke him. Shame."
Jeff laid in silence before finally answering. "No.." He replied softly. "It's okay, Nicky.." He whispered, letting his eyes close again. "It's okay.. It isn't your fault.. You couldn't protect me.. "He pushed up, slouched over as his eyes stared at the floor now. "Just know.. this doesn't.. change.. that I still love you.." He whispered softly before using the wall for support as his legs buckled beneath him.
The demon crouched down by the blonde and tilted his head, eyes black as night and fixed on the blonde's green ones as he spoke, he mocked him with a squeaky, childlike voice, "Blah blah blah, Nicky can't hear you." He chuckled, the sound dripping with malice and he nodded sarcastically, "Yeah well you're an idiot, if he wanted to protect you he'd have fought back." He leans forwards, "wanna know a secret? He secretly liked it. That he was your first.. Well ,I was." The demon started to laugh again as Jeff tried to convince Nick that he still loved him but suddenly he was on his feet, clutching his head as Nick fought for control, the blonde's words getting through to him and giving him the motivation to fight for it. "No. No, no, no. You're not doing that you pathetic little man." He groaned to himself, sinking to his knees, fingers clenching in his hair tightly.
The blond smiled, hand grabbing the back of his neck to lean up and whisper to him. "And you are so completely stupid." He whispered, rolling himself painfully away. He pulled himself to his feet, using the counter for support. He pulled back the carpet the demon stood on and revealed a pentagram. "I know he can't.. but I had to get you here some way.."
The demon growled, jumping to his feet, and wrenches his hands from his hair, forgetting for a split second that he's still internally fighting Nick for control; he tries to lunge at the blonde, but the devil's trap holds him in place, not allowing him to pass the lines and harm the blonde. "Fuck you! I just took your virginity by force, if I'm stupid, what does that make you?" He spat at him, groaning as his hands shoot to he head again, Nick fighting and gaining control for a moment before losing it again, eyes flashing between their normal hazel and demonic black as he struggles to take control of his own body, "You'll never look at him the same, you'll always see me.. What I did to you and what you can never change."
"Does this make your blood boil, you son of a bitch?" The blond sneered, leaned on the counter. He wrapped his arms around his chest, the satisfied look on his face never leaving. "The fact I'm smarter than you thought?" Jeff scoffed. "Payback's a fucking bitch. Haven't you heard? You have my Nick and I've got you." He stated mockingly. "As my virginity? It'd of been given to him no matter how it was gotten." He shrugged casually.
He growled again, "You're lucky that you're too pretty to kill, Jeffery." He cried out in frustration, unable to move, "Fuck you! You are not smarter than me. Do you have any idea how long I've been around little boy? You're nothin' but a grain of sand in the desert." He growled lunging again only to bounce of the invisible force holding him in and lands on his ass, "You better hope I don't get free because your wannabe boyfriend isn't getting control of this meat suit for a long long time."
"Oh I never claimed to be smarter." He replied, sitting down and leaning on the wall. He stayed there for a moment before he was crawling slowly over, sitting just on the edge of the pentagram, knowing the demon couldn't touch him no matter how close he was to the circle. "I'm sure if the circle was smudged." He started, fingers over the circle. "you'd just do it all over again. Maybe a bit more painfully, right?"
The demon clenched his jaw angrily, glaring at Jeff, "You bet your ass that I would. No pun intended." He raked his eyes over the blonde again, inspecting every cut, bruise and graze he'd inflicted on the boy, "You have a broom right? I've always enjoyed a little bit of toy use in the bedroom.. or I could fist you until the bleed even more, that's gotta hurt like fuck.. Can you feel my cum leaking from your ass and the searing pain from me dry fucking you?" He blinked and the demon eyes were gone, by his will but the sardonic smirk on his face showed that it was still the demon in control of the brunette's body. I think next time I'll make you look me in the eye when I do it. Look into the man you love's eyes as I rape you, again and again."
"You don't have the same eyes as Nick." Jeff replied simply. He watched the demon, finger brushing the circle causing it to break as his green eyes narrowed. The blond rose to his feet, moving in much pain to his room.
"I do if I really concentrate on it.. I can look just like him." He smirked again, watching in amusement as the blonde narrowed his eyes and walked, or more like limped, away. He let out another groan of frustration and glanced over at where the blonde had been sitting and chuckled at the spot of blood he'd left behind next to the broken line, "…Stupid son of a bitch." He muttered, standing up and taking a step over the edge of the devil's trap, finding that it was indeed broken and he was free. The brunette's eyes turns pitch black again as he walked quietly out of the kitchen and snapped the top of the broom handle off as he passed it in the hallway on his way up the stairs, one way or another he was going to make him pay.
The blond stood in the center of his room, hands clasped behind his back. He knew it wasn't over. And it probably never would be. But if it kept Nick alive at least, then he'd take it. Again and again. He watched the door, knowing the demon would be in there in seconds.
Nick reached the doorway, brandishing the broom handle at the blonde, "You're the stupidest human, I have ever met. And I've met a lot of stupid people." he smirked at him, stepping closer to him slowly and menacingly before he lashed out at Jeff's knees with the handle in his hand, knocking the blonde to the floor; he loomed over him opening his mouth to speak when he catches sight of the weapons cabinet and the broom handle is tossed away, forgotten as he walks over to it and he eyes all the knives.
The blond cried out in pain as he hit the floor. He bit his lip, eyes flickering and watching the demon. He moved, sitting there as he breathed heavily. Jeff pulled himself up, moving to sit on the bed before laying back. "No.. I'm not stupid.. But what were teh chances that Nick wouldn't just end up killed had I left you in that circle?" He replied quietly.
Nick glanced at the blonde on the floor and rolled his eyes, "I wouldn't have killed him, I like this body too much." He said, looking back at the weapons, one hand wrapping around the handle of a dagger as his eyes travelled around the rest of the case and he notices a nine tailed whip, "Oooh, kinky." He laughed, walking back over to Jeff and he runs the whip over Jeff's bruised skin. "What to whip first…"
Jeff shuddered, looking at him. He closed his eyes, moving back slowly, letting himself fall onto his stomach, face burying into his pillows as he gripped it tightly. "Does it matter? You'll most likely hit every spot you can." He murmured.
Nick pulled his arm back and brought the whip down on the blonde's ass as hard as possible, "You have a fair point there, Jeffie. The more bruises the better, I say." He reared back his arm again and whipped the backs of the blonde's thighs, humming in satisfaction as Jeff's pale skin turns read and welts appear.
Jeff's already bruised and cut form jerked sharply at the hit causing him to inhale sharply. He gripped the pillow tightly, eyes filling with tears.
The brunette laughed again, running a hand over the area he'd just whipped, the heat radiating from him causing him to groan quietly, "We're gonna have some fun, Jeff… You're my new favourite plaything. I knew there was a reason I hadn't killed you yet."
He let out a hiss as he felt the hand running over his marred skin. He whimpered softly, biting into the pillow, waiting for what he knew was about to come again.
Groans at the blonde's hiss, "Ooh Jeffery, make some more noise. You know how much it turns me on when you do." He whipped him three times in quick succession, not even aiming at specific areas, happy as long as he hits him.
Jeff's eyes shot open as he cried out each time he was struck. He dropped his head, tears streaming as his body arched in pain.
Nick laughed loudly, cracking the whip at full strength on the blonde's back then tossed it away and climbed on the bed, straddling Jeff's sore and bright red ass, sitting on him as he lifts the dagger in his hand to slice open his shirt and yanked it off of his body; he runs the blade edge along the red, welted skin of his back, "Hmm… What to do, what to do?"
The blond flinched, biting into his lip. He buried his face into the pillow, gripping onto it tightly as he breaths shakily.
Nick got up on his knees and flipped the blonde over and lightly runs the blade down Jeff's abdomen with a smirk, applying a little more pressure over his hip and the blade slices into his skin, making a shallow cut.
Jeff let out a whimper as he was flipped. His eyes pinched shut, biting his lip. The blond turned his head, letting out a small cry. He felt his arch arch up abit as he hissed at the cut.
He leaned over the blonde, trailing the blade along Jeff's abdomen again, trying to decide where he wanted to cut this time. He tangled a hand in the blonde's hair to kiss him roughly, forcing his tongue into his mouth as he makes another cut on Jeff's abdomen*
Jeff moaned into the kiss, his body arching as he felt his heart, hammering against his chest. He felt himself lean in, lips parting semi-willingly.
The brunette's tongue forcibly explored Jeff's mouth as the demon ran the knife over his skin again, trying to decide which manor to cause the most pain and blood without killing the near useless human who lay beneath him. When he heard a moan come from the blonde, he almost mistook it for his own moan, that was until he felt the bruised and beaten body her was straddling, arch up against him and he smirks against his lips; he pulls back from the kiss and grips the blonde's chin, turning his head to the side and liking up his neck before stopping by his ear, "I knew it.. You're just as fucked up as he is.. Even though you know it's not him, you still kiss back."
As his heart continued to hammer against his chest, Jeff's eyes shot open, hands quickly and roughly shoving against him as the tears filled his eyes again. He closed his eyes tightly, jerking his head to the side as he bit his lip, feeling horrible that he'd forgotten his best friend and the love of his life was still being controlled.
Nick was ready for the blonde to struggle again and shoves his shoulders down so that he couldn't fight back to much. He watched the way that Jeff reacted and laughed bitterly, now having the perfect thing to carve into his near clean canvas of skin. He sat back, on hand still on his shoulder as he kept the boy still and brought the knife up, starting to slice the letter W into his skin.
Jeff's hands grabbed at the edge of the bed as a scream slips from his mouth. He felt his body arch again but this time in a blinding pain. "No!"
He lifted his hand, half way through slicing the W into his skin and put his finger to his own lips, "Shh, an artist needs quiet to work on a masterpiece." He stated softly, smearing blood on his lips in the process; goes back to cutting into the blonde, licking the blood from his lips with a small groan, "You still taste pretty good for not being a virgin any more. And I think the word you're looking to screamn is 'yes'."
The blond whimpered, letting out a cry of agony. He felt his body, arch again, this time, twisting as he attempted to get free
The brunette rolled his eyes, letting go of Jeff's shoulder long enough to backhand him then shoves him down again, "Hold still, the more you move the more likely it is that I'll stab you and you'll bleed to death. We wouldn't want that happening would we, just when we're having so much fun."
The blond felt his fist clench, biting his lip as he squirmed. "Do you honestly care if I die?"
Nick thought about it, really thought about it and shrugged, "Play things are more fun when they cry out if you hit them. Dead one's don't do that. Besides, I wanna get back inside that tight ass of yours, no fun if it's rapidly cooling to room temperature at the same time." he complete another letter on the blonde's skin, smiling in satisfaction now that he was almost done, working faster seeing as Jeff won't hold still enough for him.
"Joy.." He hissed. "My new best friend." He murmured in sarcasm as he cried out again. He moaned in pain, jerking beneath the demon.
"New and improved!" he chuckled, dropping the knife on the floor when he finished cutting the blonde; he tilted his head to admire his handy work, the word 'whipped' carved into his skin and blood freely running onto the bed, "Perfect."
Jeff felt the breath leave him as his eyes fluttered shut, sighing softly. He laid there, unmoving as his arms both dangled partially off of his bed.
The demon looked at him and growled, slapping his cheek a few times, "Hey! No-one said you could die on me yet! Did you hear me?" He cries out, gripping his head in pain as Nick sees what's happened to Jeff and he knows that he needs to end this now if he wants his best friend to survive; he fights so hard that the brunette fall off of the bed, eyes flashing back and forth between hazel and black until finally, after five minutes of internal struggle, the brunette stands, hazel eyes full of guilt as he checks Jeff for a pulse; finding one he scoops up the blonde and carried him to the bathroom, climbing in the shower with him in his arms and turns the water on in an attempt to get him to wake up, "Come one Jeff.. You can't leave me..Please, wake up" He begged, tears running down his face as he taps at his best friend's face.
Jeff remained unmoving for a bit before sputtering softly as the water hit him. He opened his eyes a bit before groaning softly, his head lolling as he passed out again.
"oh god, oh god, oh god.." He kept repeating as the blonde sputtered, he smiled in relief, holding the blonde to him tightly, "Hey Jeffie.. Come on, please stay with me. I need you.." Lets out a choked off sob as Jeff passes out again, burying his face in his soaked hair, "Please, Jeffery, I need you… I can't do this alone"
After a short moment, Jeff blindly felt for his hands, squeezing his hand when he finally felt Nick's hands. "S'okay.. M'not going... n..ywhere.."
Nick almost breaks down entirely after hearing Jeff's voice, holding onto his best friend like he's a lifeline and shuts off the shower, leaving them sitting in the tub, completely soaked and he watches the blood run down his torso, "W-we need to get you out of here.. and stop the bleeding.."
He groaned in protest, eyes fluttering open to gaze at him. "Bed.."
He nods, standing up with him in his arms, taking to make sure he doesn't slip and climbs out, dripping all over the floor and heads back into the bedroom, laying the blonde on the bed, "I have no idea where all the supplied are, Jeff.. Or what I can do about all of this." He said quietly, trying to keep eye contact and not look at any of the injuries for too long.
Jeff gave a small hum. "You.. can go home, Nicky.." He replied softly to the brunet. "I'll be okay." He murmured, closing his eyes.
Nick stood at the side of the bed, looking really awkward, and guilty, "Bu- Are you gonna be okay? I know you don't do hospitals but…" He trailed off, looking at his feet. "I don't want you to die if I leave."
Jeff turned his head to look at him. He moved, hissing in pain as he did. The blond patted the bed beside him. "Come here." He whispered softly.
He sat on the edge of the bed, hands in his lap so that he's not touching Jeff and fixes his eyes on his hands, "I just want to know that you'll be okay…"
Jeff sighed, moving somewhat slowly as he slid himself from the bed. "I'll be fine.." He replied softly, leaving the room.
Nick kept his eyes averted as Jeff slid from the bed and left the room, "I.. I'm so sorry." he said quietly in the empty room before getting up and fleeing the house as fast as he could.
Jeff hissed as he made his way, painfully to his shop. Once he finally arrived, he groaned and slid against the counter, blood smearing down the glass as he slumped down it and onto the floor. He closed his eyes, panting heavily.
The brunette rushed home, letting himself into the darkened house and closed the door, sliding down to the floor, bringing his knees to his chest and rests his head against them as he breaks down and sobs in the darkness.
Author's End Note:
So I know. That was a little demented. But that's why it's got a warning and why it's rated M. Hope you enjoyed. If this rates high enough I may post the second part we're doing right now.