English isn't my first language so please excuse any odd errors
WARNING FOR: Non-con elements, Daddy Kink, Abuse, Underage, Emotional Manipulation.
I'm probably going to hell for this.
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It was late, almost ten o'clock and dark clouds dominated the sky as far as the eye could see. A light breeze sailed through the trees that had long ago let their leaves fall. Norvelle's trailer could be considered creepy and out in the middle of the supernatural nowhere but Aaron found it peaceful, the quietude, there was a sense of tranquillity. Sidney had let him – for lack of a better term – hang out at his house for almost two weeks now, cooking for him and letting him watch TV. That was exactly what Aaron MacCready found himself doing that Wednesday evening, slumped on the greyish couch with the television as the only source of light other than the silver moonlight creeping through the blind behind him. Normally the white-haired man sat at his small kitchen table with long periods of silence but for whatever reason he'd chosen to sit on the couch as some old episode of Star Trek played. Neither of them spoke as William Shatner and his crew investigated an unknown planet.
Sidney sat closest to the kitchen area and just like the last two weeks of knowing this fire haired boy was trying to avoid taking him on the couch, holding him down until his wrists bruised. That was what the human Sidney wanted but the demon had more self-control, far more. To begin with Sidney had thought his want for the teenager to be the reason he let him hang around and fed him, but as time had gone on Sidney had come to realise that he actually liked Aaron, the boy was a lot smarter than he or anyone else thought and could be easily manipulated to strike blows against Reverend Anderson. Aaron had started spending most nights there, only going home in the early hours of the morning, sometimes he'd sleep there if Anderson was at Patricia's house; which Sidney enjoyed because he got to watch the teenager sleep.
The television may have been on but the older man's attention was firmly on young Aaron, his skin was smooth and porcelain. Dark eyes that hid under his messy red hair, if Sidney got his way it would get trimmed and combed into some kind of order; not too much though or that messy innocence would be taken away. His neck was long and perfect for biting into, leaving purple bruises that marked the teenager as his. Aaron always wore t-shirts and boring hoodies, the staple of any teenager, but Sidney's cerulean eyes could still make out the lean and strong body beneath, oh how he wanted to run his hands over that body. I bet he'd taste innocent too. The demon resisted the urge to lick his lips.
Sidney had just started to think about how it would feel to have Aaron's firm thighs wrapped around his hips when he felt eyes on him. Sure enough when he glanced up the redhead had turned to watch him, television forgotten and a smug smile decorating his young face. They stared at one another for a time, Sidney didn't care that he'd been caught, there was nothing illegal about watching him, Aaron had come to his house after all; well, the house he'd commandeered. If this was to be a staring contest then Sidney would certainly last longer.
Suddenly Aaron shot towards Sidney, pushing him back so as the younger man could straddle him and the demon was actually shocked; something that didn't happen all that often. Aaron kissed him, it was messy, lacking in finesse and most importantly short and chaste. When the teen pulled back the white-haired man just continued to look at him.
"I've seen you watching me, you know, I know you want me. You do don't you?"
That teasing smile was back and his voice dripped with it, Sidney kept his hands rested against the grey couch pillows though and away from the seventeen year old in his lap.
"It's time you go home." Was all he said, voice deep and soft yet powerful.
Aaron just laughed, completely unaware of who – what – he was in the lap of. Sidney could feel Aaron's body heat radiating through his jeans and past his own dark slacks, it was almost heavenly; which the demon found ironic to say the least. He got out of those thoughts pretty quickly and moved to push Aaron off him, the boy was going nowhere though and snaked his arms around Sidney's neck.
"Just admit it, you want me." Accused Aaron, all smug smiles and tempting skin. "You basically caress me with your eyes from that table-" He gestured to the kitchen table Sidney normally occupied. "- you stare at my ass and watch me sleep. Think about fucking me. I know you want to so do it."
The redhead shuffled closer pressing their chests together. Sidney had to cling to every ounce of strength he had not to pin Aaron to the couch and rip his clothing away. There was an internal battle going on inside the older man, the human who'd abducted children and wanted this one and the demon that was far less of a monster.
"Go home, boy." He managed to say, voice retaining that dominant strength that made him attractive.
"Why?" A fierceness bubbled to the surface. "Too scared to admit it? How hard I make you!"
Aaron may have acted tough but in reality he was scared and had lost himself in this little game.
"You play a good game, boy, but I've been doing it longer. I can see you're scared. You want me to crack, let you win this little game of yours so as you can gloat. However, I don't think you've realised the consequences. That this little game ends with you being held down. Have you ever even kissed a man before, hell a girl?"
Aaron paused at that, tensing in Sidney's lap. The older man was right, he'd not thought about what would happen if he won. Sidney was right about the kissing as well, he'd kissed a few girls but never a man. He'd not thought the suit clad man would actually do it, Aaron had just wanted to tease, to play games. That was what Aaron did.
"What would your Momma say if she found out, hmm?" Sidney questioned, blue eyes pinned on the teenager.
"Have you seen how religious she is? What do you think she'd do if I told her that her son wants to be bent over the kitchen table and fucked by some guy?"
Aaron's breathing had grown harsh, his dark eyes just stared at Sidney's chest and the white shirt hee wore not wanting to make eye contact. The older man continued to just look at him, that mop of red hair falling forwards covering yet more of his beautiful face. Sidney knew the truth about Aaron, he wasn't just an angry and moody teenager who wanted Reverend Anderson gone, he was scared of what he really felt, of disappointing his Mother, of his attraction towards men, and all those other emotions that mixed inside a teenagers mind making no real sense. Finally the demon managed to remove Aaron's arms from his neck.
"Go home, boy." He repeated yet again though this time it was gentler, with more care.
Aaron nodded slowly and rose to his feet but didn't look at the older man, didn't speak as he padded to the door and left, closing it behind him softly. Aaron may have acted all tough but it was just that, an act, in truth the boy was trying to come to terms with his own sexual desires. A few days ago Aaron had revealed to Sidney that his Father used to beat him and his Mother, a man with that much hatred in his heart for his own family probably only worsened Aaron's fear of his homosexuality being discovered. If Aaron told his Mother she'd probably accept it in a heart beat, all she'd ever wanted was for her son to be happy, but Aaron felt so alone that he'd never tell her, instead it had turned to pent up rage.