Chapter 2: Luck Of The Devil
Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Big Time Rush or any of the characters. I think when I type this out for the hundredth time; I'll throw a party…
Author's Note: Hey guys, how's it going? A huge thank you to everyone to who reviewed and alerted the last chapter, it really means a lot because this story is so different from what I usually do and I'm really glad to see it got such a positive response. So, here's the next chapter, please sit back, relax and enjoy
"I'm telling you, he's as high as a kite right now" whispered Jo urgently in between unpretentious bites of her sandwich. She stared at James expectantly, growing ever so annoyed at the confused stares he kept throwing in the brunette's direction. "Don't look at him, you're making it obvious!"
"OK, please do me a favor and close your mouth when you chew. Seeing all that bread roll up and down in there is like being naked in a Minnesota winter for a man." The actor tilted his head quizzically once more at Logan before returning his eyes to the blonde. "I think you're way off base with this one Jo. The guy is totally incorruptible."
"Really now? Then would you care to explain why he keeps staring off into space? Or why he jumped out of his skin when I greeted him this morning?"
"Maybe he doesn't like you." The actress gave a muffled scoff, waving the flaps of bread angrily in the actor's face. "Please, I am the most loveable person on this set. I'm like a giant warm teddy bear that everyone wants to hug."
"Speaking of which, where is our serene director?"
"Hopefully taking a very long walk off a very short cliff, but don't change the subject." She gave a knowing flip of her golden locks. "Why is he even here anyway?"
"He… I… it's a really long story." muttered James, feeling a heated crimson take over his cheeks. He courageously made a stab at a frosty silence, warding off the war drum of Jo's tapping foot. "And you're going to have to do a lot better than that if you want it out of me." In spite of the showing blush, he met her matched her eyes with his own intense gaze. Jo Taylor was one of the most irrevocably persuasive people he'd ever met – once her stubborn charm grew on a person, the end was near. They would soon be unable to fight her beckon, pathetically throwing themselves at her feet to perform whatever frivolous task she wanted. He was one of the very few who could survive the onslaught of feminine magnetism, which presently wasn't a problem thanks to the salivated ball of bread and cucumber making its way from cheek to cheek in her mouth. She swallowed and seductively narrowed her eyes at the actor, twirling her hair through her hair. "Care to make this interesting James?"
"You have my attention."
"If I get why your little rent-a-friend over there is always here out of you by the end of the day, I want him gone. Not forever, don't worry" she smiled, pinching James's alarmed face. "Just for a week or so."
"And what happens if your plan fails, oh great Mata Hari?"
"I'll buy you dinner. You don't eat much, right?" The actor smirked condescendingly at the blonde, relishing in his confidence. Clearly, she didn't have any idea of what she was getting into, but such a sweet victory could not be passed over, especially if he got to lord it over her. "You're on."
"Excellent Mr. Diamond. Now, would you care to see me unhook my bra?"
"Have another sandwich and we'll talk."
-xoxoxoxoxo-
"Hey buster! Eyes up here!" hissed Kelly, tugging fiercely at the brunette's arm. Logan lifted his head and arched a questioning eyebrow at his companion. "What? Did something happen?"
"With the siblings from hell? No. However, you may want to know that it's getting harder and harder to be seen with you with you. The rest of the PR team is relentless."
"You're really enjoying this" said Logan wryly, dropping his gaze back to his sneakers. Kelly folded her arms. "Not as much as the rumors I squash about you and James everyday. You'll be glad to know they think you're the top in your relationship." The woman playfully pressed the heel of her shoe into the brunette's foot, hoping in vain for some sort of reaction from her fellow angel. If there was someone as stubborn as he was, she sure didn't know about it. Sighing wearily, she punched Logan's arm softly. "You've been in a mood ever since you met with him." The brunette inhaled deeply. "This would be so much easier if it wasn't him" he said quietly. "If this was any other demon, I'd be much more confident in all of this."
"What makes him so different? He seems like your average hellhound to me." The brunette afforded her a quiet chuckle. "Never ever use the word 'average' with Kendall. If he wants something, he'll go to the ends of the universe to get it." He looked up at Kelly with an almost wistful glint playing about in the warm chocolate rounds of his eyes. "And he has a serious advantage over us."
"Which would be?"
"You know he used to be human, right? That he made a Faustian deal and turning to their side was part of the contract?" Kelly nodded, prompting the brunette onward with a wave of her hand. "Well, what he asked for in return was… for lack of a better term, luck."
"Luck?"
"Well, a heightened way to tip the odds in his favor. And it almost always goes his way. If he ever got to James-"
"What if we went to them? Between the two of us, we should have enough power to send them packing off to brimstone quarters."
"NO." The brunette's eyes flashed with a angst-filled panic, sharply taking Kelly by surprise. "There's no telling what those two have planned. For all we know, that's exactly what they want."
"Fine, then tell the pretty boy over there the truth and let's even out the playing field here" said the PR agent sagely, shaking her head at Logan's sudden burst of paranoia. "It's our only hope."
"No, it isn't. James leads a normal, happy life; that's what we agreed upon."
"That was before you told me that the enemy had a pot of leprechaun's gold stashed away somewhere!"
"Look, I never said it was going to be easy" muttered the brunette, curling his fist into a tight ball. He banged it against the wall behind him, barely paying attention to the pain shooting through it. "But our job is to protect James, and the best way of doing that-"
"Is to lie to him? This is going to blow up in our faces." Kelly leaned forward and grabbed Logan's shirt, coercing his body off the wall and closer to her. "If you really care about this, you'd at least consider telling him who we are and why we're here" she whispered, carefully watching the brunette's blank expression through her raging gaze. "The man standing over there thinks you're his best friend and that he owes his life to you and you can't trust him enough to let him in on what's really happening?"
"I don't trust the situation, there's a difference."
"Logan, you can't control everything" said Kelly firmly. She took a quick glance around before facing the brunette again. "We can only do so much. If he's on our side, there's no doubt he'll help." She pulled back and took one final, sweeping glance at Logan. "And if you don't tell him, I will."
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The demon basked smugly in the heavy beams of sunlight streaming onto the hotel's swimming area, gently sighing away every single care he had. Two uneventful days had passed since he had met with his long lost 'friend', a whole forty-eight hours of utter boredom. He was all for strategy, but there was a point where plans just muddled everything up. To him, there was nothing more glorious than completely letting every last shed of restraint go and marking his power across the world; to know that he was among the race of the invincible. "Seems a shame to just sit around here waiting for him to make a move" he thought with an impish smirk. His body quivered pleasurably at the tender kiss of the sun stealing its way across his skin. "But I suppose this is too important to fuck up, especially with dear Logan lurking about somewhere and the higher ups watching me." The thought of the angel gave thinned his grin somewhat, leaving a reflective intensity to frolic about on his features. As he leant back into his chair, he closed his eyes and conjured up an image of the brunette from the depths of his memory. Four hundred years had passed and still the chaste guardian set his blood on fire unlike any other. "You're a real piece of fucking work, you know that Logan?" he muttered under his breath. "No one sees you like I do, and that's a good thing. If anyone's going to wipe your existence from this world, it'll be me." He smiled at the fury snaking its way inside of him. The tips of his fingers sparked in anticipation, hungry to inflict a wave of destruction. "Patience" he murmured softly, casually rubbing his thumb across his lips. "Good things come to demons that wait. And if it doesn't, we can always go and snatch it."
"Excuse me… sir?" The demon grudgingly opened his eyes to see a small girl look fearfully at him. Her small frame shivered with a fear he could almost taste, temporarily attracting his attention away from Logan. The soft darkness of her eyes were nothing but pools of sweet innocence, begging to be protected from the dangers of the world. He feigned a concerned expression as he leant forward. "I'm sorry to bother you, but have you seen my mother? She told me to wait for her by the toilets but it's been over an hour since she left." The blonde's smile grew at the broken tone of her voice. "Aw sweetie, I hate to tell you this… no, I'm lying; I'd love to tell you this. Your mom's busy satisfying her insatiable sex addiction and she's probably downtown in some dingy motel screwing some ugly-as-fuck guy just to see if multiple orgasms really do exist." The girl playfully stuck out her tongue before a shimmering gold mist swirled around her body and hid her from his sight. As quickly as it came, the miasma vanished into nothingness, revealing a bikini-clad woman staring intently at the blonde. "Katie, I keep telling you, that little girl act is only good for pedophiles and to steal candy" sighed Kendall wearily, leaning back into his sun soaked throne. "I was just seeing if I still had it" replied his sister huskily, walking over to the chair and straddling her brother's legs. "And for your information" she whispered, slicing her tongue across his lips before luxuriating in the full savor of his mouth, "multiple orgasms really do exist, no magic required."
"You taste like whiskey" said the blonde quietly as he placed his hands onto the brunette's hips. He pushed his body forward and stole another kiss from her lips, lusting after the sweet tang of alcohol on his tongue. "My favorite."
"I aim to please."
"Pretty risky of you to transform like that. You know the rules."
"There's no one around." She leaned forward to reach his ear. "We can do all sorts of nasty and not get caught" she crooned softly. Kendall's lips curled into a small smile. This was one of the physical lulls in their relationship, the aching eye of the storm before they tore each other to pieces. He knew her body as well as his own, able to read its every whim and desire like an open book. This had been their shallow history – if they weren't trying to devastate their sibling, they would toy with their bodies, passionately taunting the other with unspoken promises of absolute yearning. It seemed petty to the blonde that they should continue this way given that they only had each other left, but he had written it down to sentimentality, an emotion that had no place in the beating void of his heart.
"Wait, stop that for a minute" breathed the blonde, smoothly coaxing Katie off from planting errant kisses down his neck. The brunette pulled back and gazed at down at her brother with a fake pout. "Speed this up Kendall; I'm losing wood over here."
"Don't call me that" snarled the blonde, growing ever more furious at the brunette's triumphant grin. "Get over yourself princess" she sneered loftily, artfully maintaining her balance on the solar-touched body beneath her. "Besides, I bet you just love it when Logan calls you that."
"He's what I want to talk to you about. I'm thinking we should stir the crap so to speak."
"Absolutely not" said Katie firmly, replacing the playfulness in her eyes with an instant gravity. "When the time is right, we can go after them and get what we came for." She placed a hand on the blonde's chest. "I'm warning you Kendall. Don't underestimate them; they're a lot smarter than you give them credit for."
"I know that" scowled the blonde, frowning up at Katie. "I just want to, you know, test the waters."
"And you say I'm the risky one."
"If we sit around here waiting, we give them more time to up their game. They could tell him the truth and train him to use his powers, and by then it won't matter." He lifted his body once more, his face millimeters away from the brunette's. "I don't know about you but I'm not willing to spend the rest of eternity in some corner of hell."
"How sweet of you to save your own ass" muttered the brunette. Kendall threw her a tiny smirk. "You know I'm doing this for the both of us. Come on Katie" he said softly, rubbing a finger across her thin lips. "Let me have a little fun." His sister rolled her eyes. "If you mess this up Kendall, I'll be the one ripping your body to shreds, I swear."
"Promise?"
"Don't fuck around. What's your plan?" The blonde leaned forward and took Katie's lips against his own, tasting one last taste of the lingering whiskey in her mouth. He pulled back into the chair and smirked at her superiorly. "Minuere corpus."
-xoxoxoxoxo-
"God, this is bad" moaned James softly, cradling his head in his open palm. Jo raised her eyebrow, trying her utmost to banish the look of distaste on her face. She had known the actor for a couple of months now, and admittedly, he was a bit different to the types of people she had come across in her own life – in place of the privileged airheads she had grown up with, he matched her own quirky practicality with his, suitably fitting into her life as if he'd been there the entire time. The one thing she never quite got, however, was the hysterical sense of drama he wielded when something went wrong, especially when it came to Logan: it seemed like he became a totally different person. "The doctor did say he'd be OK" she said flatly, uninterestedly staring at her nails. "Look, his blood pressure jumped a little, that's all. It happens when people are stressed out." She turned her head to the side and wrinkled her nose at James's expression of dire desperation. "Though what he has to be stressed out about is beyond me."
"Why do you hate him so much?"
"I don't hate him. I'm just puzzled why you're so deeply… I suppose invested is a good verb to use in this situation. James, you're on the brink of stardom" she exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. "You're the star of one of TV's most popular shows. I mean, sure we're panned by the critics, but our ratings are still pretty good and-"
"Get to the point."
"My point is that I'm worried that this guy is using you. For what, I'm not exactly sure yet, but there is definitely something up with that guy. Like why is he hanging around that lady from PR all the time?"
"He's not like that Jo." James paced across to the other side of the hall, running an anxious hand through his soft brunette forest. He turned around and emitted a deep sigh, staring deeply into the blonde's eyes. Jo fearfully lifted her hand to her mouth. "Dear God, please tell me you're not in love with him!"
" Try again genius. I met Logan two years ago when I first came here from Minnesota. I didn't know anyone, and every single audition I had was completely awful. I was 'too tall' or 'too pretty' for all the serious roles. The most I managed to get was an extra in some dumb web series, and even that took like ten callbacks. And the more I tried, the more depressed I got. I really hit rock bottom."
"James-"
"Just, please let me finish" said the actor quietly, raising a hand to interrupt Jo. "I tried everything to make myself feel better, but nothing worked except drinking. It got to the point where I started to bleed alcohol." He snorted softly. "Everything fell apart and I couldn't fix it. Anyways, the one time I went to a bar and blacked out. The next day, I woke up in my apartment and found a stranger in my flat making me scrambled eggs and bacon."
"Sounds like something kinky happened."
"Nothing happened, get your head out of the gutter. He just made sure I was OK, and then he left." James smiled to himself. "The first thing he ever said to me was that my life really was worth living. I'd make it in the end, I just had to hang in there. It was the first time someone really believed in me."
"So how'd he make it to be your BFF?"
"That's the weird thing. He kept showing up at the most random places, but somehow it was always when I felt like I wasn't worth anything. I don't know how he did it, but the moment I felt like I needed to drink, he'd be there." He took a step towards Jo and inhaled a weary breath. "I guess I'll have to tell him to stay away from the set for a while. But, I want you to know that whatever I am today, it's because of him. He's too important for me to simply cut out of my life."
"Tell you what Jamie boy, you don't tell him anything, and I'll buy you dinner so long as it's nothing too fancy. I hate that airy-fairy five star crap" sighed Jo, tilting her head sympathetically. She frowned at the actor's benign grin. "What?"
"Thank you."
"Well, after that beautiful love story, I'd look like a total bitch if I made you drop him, wouldn't I?"
"He's OK" came a cheery voice from behind the actor. James turned around to see the Kelly smile gently at him. "Really?"
"Yeah, they just want to keep him here overnight to make sure there aren't any irregularities."
"Why are you here?" asked Jo suspiciously, carefully eyeing the PR agent from head to toe. "He's not even an extra so this has nothing to do with the show."
"But even so, it looks bad and it's my job to clean up the mess."
"You know, you're always around him. Are you two going out or something?"
"Yes, and maybe one day, you'll come to the wedding" snapped Kelly cynically, motioning her hand in one fluid windmill gesture. "Now, would you two get back to the set?"
"But-"
"James, I promise you can see him straight after you wrap up this scene." The PR agent glared at the both of them through her spectacles, summoning a commanding aura about her. Reluctantly, both actors marched right passed her, but not before gifting her with questioning glares. Kelly turned around and watched them disappear into the elevators across the hall, both of them in enchanted by the conversation that flowed so easily from their lips. "Are they gone?" asked a small, soft voice in her head. The PR agent wrung her wrists nervously. "Yeah. Don't use so much of your power, you need your rest."
"I'll be fine. Just go and keep an eye on him. You can reverse whatever backward ass magic this is later."
"Please, don't do anything stupid." With a final glance around her, Kelly walked with a distinctive purpose in her stride, praying that the demon siblings would be kept at bay. Naturally, she had no doubt they were behind this, but James was her main concern now. Whatever they had planned, she would have to handle alone. "God help us all."
-xoxoxoxoxo-
Logan groaned irately as he stared up at the ceiling. Helplessness was not an emotion he handled well, especially at such a critical time. Kendall was nothing short of a lowlife bastard for doing this. "Pretty clever of him to take me out" he murmured, running his eyes over the endless grout lines on the stark white ceiling blocks. "He's in for a shock though. Kelly's more than just a pretty cookie." For the second time that day, his hand clenched itself into a steel-tight fist, feeling an untamed wrath surge within him, coaxing the small cry of power into an infernal roar. "I hate you so freaking much."
"Sure you do." The condescending slip of a voice came instantly at his words, causing the still mahogany irises to flash with a leonine fury. Almost instantly, the tedious view of the ceiling replaced itself with the face he knew so well smirking triumphantly back at him. The sea green of the demon's eyes sparkled impishly as his body came into contact with the angel's, sparking every bit of skin it came into contact with into a raving frenzy. "Hope you liked my spell" whispered the blonde softly gently laying his head besides the brunette. "I always wondered what you would look like beneath me."
"You'll get caught" snarled the angel, writhing his body beneath the blonde's. It was the demon's spell that had rendered him fragile, but it was his voice that sapped away his will to fight. This had come close to happening once before, he couldn't allow it to happen again. "That boss of yours will be pretty mad."
"Point taken, but I've always been... lucky" said the blonde softly, taking a quick tug of Logan's ear. His hand meandered down the side of the angel's body, obsessively paying attention to every inch of flesh it touched. His fingers curved inwards across the smaller man's body, making quick work of the zipper on his pants. He smiled as the angel shut his eyes and groaned pleasurably, arching his body upwards against the blonde's. "You want it this badly?"
"Get the hell off of me!"
"Relax baby boy" grinned the demon, taking an uninhibited lick of the angel's neck. The sweet flavor of milky skin against his tongue drove him wild, but he came here with a purpose. The only pleasure he would derive from this was to see the brunette break before his very eyes. His fingers gracefully wrapped themselves around the angel's erection, causing forth a lustful moan. This was far beyond any sexual bliss for the blonde – just to corrupt the pure soul beneath him was paradise enough for him. "I've always wanted you" he growled, lightly teasing Logan's member with his skillful fingers. The symphony of lustful whimpers and vexed protests was music to his ears. "Ever since that day, I've always known that you were the one I'd chase down for life."
"Stop it!"
"You're why I'm like this."
"No!"
"Yes" hissed Kendall, grazing his teeth against Logan's fluctuating neck. The brunette's hips arched forward of their own accord. His body was his slave now, willing to do whatever he wanted. "I remember like it was yesterday, and I'll make sure you never forget."
"You think I don't? I blame myself every single day for it" breathed the brunette darkly. He couldn't breath when the blonde was this close – his touch alone was enough to destroy whatever resistance he had. The teasing fingertips forced him to throw his head back. He wasn't supposed to do anything like this, feeling like this went against everything he stood for. With a guttural cry, he forced his body upwards and felt a sinful wave overpower his weakened body, ripping him into a territory completely unknown to him. As his bliss subsided, he felt alienated from his body as if it became some forbidden temple to him. The faith he had instilled in himself abandoned him, leaving him lost in this new abyss. He had violated this, he was at fault. "Kendall, what have you done?"
"Somnum" whispered the demon softly. The angel felt his mind slowly fade into a searing blackness, causing his body to go limp beneath the blonde's. "You will never live down what you did to me all those decades ago Logan" he heard Kendall whisper softly. He felt a soft pair of satin lips trace lightly against his own. "I'll never let you forget that. You're mine now."
Woah… that's some intense stuff right there. What did you guys think? Leave a review and let me know please! Till next time!
