HOLY SHAT, GAIS!

Thanks for the emails and favorites, I felt special 8'D

It even motivated me enough to finish this mother fuckin' chapter!

-lub-

James couldn't force his eyes away, staring bewildered at the almost human like mouth that was stretched into a grin across Pyramid head's face. If his lower half was human looking, would that mean his upper half was as well?

Pyramid head was unable to lean in any farther, his iron mask keeping him from doing so instead, he pulled James to him and bit down on the tips of his hair.

James shivered, his eyes tearing up. No, Pyramid head wasn't trying to pleasure James, he was doing the opposite. Teasing and torturing James, letting him know what was going to come, but not actually doing it. He teased and nipped at the skin as James struggled in the demon's strong grip.

He finally gave up; knowing full well whatever he did wouldn't stop the executioner. The lack of squirming made the monster stop and stare at James.

Is he confused? Why is he stopping?

He couldn't push away the feeling of disappointment at the stopping of the touch from the edges of his mind.

With a twist of his hand Pyramid head turned James around and pushed him against the wall, his cheek scraping against the rough surface. He could feel the warm blood from the wound that was made drip from his cheeks and down his chin, crawling past his Adams apple. He could feel Pyramid's head tongue snake into his mouth and rub against James' forcefully. James nearly choked as he struggled once again. But this only provoked Pyramid head even more. He wrapped his large hand around James' neck, holding him in place, while using his other hand to slowly pull down the cloth that covered his legs. James kicked wildly, trying to keep Pyramid head away, but the monster was able to easily hold his legs down and slowly, ever so slowly pull it fully down.

He was teasing James, keeping the fear in his heart as large as possible. He wanted James to suffer. After discarding the pants, Pyramid head grabbed his boxers. He wasted no time in ripping them off of James, leaving him exposed to the cold except for a plain button up shirt, that had small burns from the acid of the body bag.

Pyramid head pulled his tongue back and used one hand to lift up his loin cloth, pressing close to James. A sharp inhaled breath sucked into James' mouth as it finally clicked into his head what was happening.

He waited.

Nothing came.

...

Pyramid head shoved James even harder against the wall, before thrusting himself into the man. James howled in pain, writhing in agony. Pyramid head pulled out and shoved himself back in, burying himself in James' depths. He could feel blood slowly creeping down his leg.

Pyramid head held James in place and sped up. James clenched around him, the pain becoming too much to handle. He struggled to breathe as Pyramid head rammed into him mercilessly. James sobbed, his body lurching and feeling his mouth water.

A small noise was heard from the demon behind him, much like a snarl. Pyramid head tightened his grip on James, before letting out a loud growl. James gasped, feeling a warmth envelope his insides. The demon stayed still for a second, before pulling out of James and dropping him on the ground, much like a piece of trash.

James landed in his side silently, his gaze off focused and glazed over. The last thing he saw was Pyramid head turning around and walking away from James, not even glancing backwards.

James cracked his eyes open, feeling weak and helpless. He gasped as he saw demons hobbling past him. He shot up, his arms up, ready to defend. But they paid no mind to him. occasionally one would glance in his direction, but they would quickly turn their heads forward and scurry off, as if they were scared of him.

He shakily stood up, groaning as he pulled up his jeans and buckling them. The pain he felt was worse than any hang over he had ever had. He rested his palm on his forehead and shuddered, his body tense. He finally found the strength to push himself off of the wall he had currently been leaning against and hobbled down the street, wincing at every step he took.

There was the lake, he remembered being next to it when he had first came to this horrible town. That was going to be his first destination. James started to walk, but jumped when he heard the steady footsteps of a demon behind him. Even though they didn't seem to want to attack the man, he was still wary of them. He burst out into a run, dodging through the fog filled streets with a surprising speed after what had happened to him.

He finally stopped at the sparkling blue water, the fog making it look mysterious and unique. James quickly jogged down the hill, looking around for any signs of others around. Once he was sure no demons were lurking in the shadows, he stripped down, jumping into the chilly water.

He shivered in delight. With every wave of water that pushed over his head, he felt as if his sins were being cleaned off. The dirt tainting his body and soul being cleaned, his sins forgiven.

He washed slowly and thoroughly, not missing an inch of his body, fingers raking through his jostled hair, palms scrubbing his skin bare. It wasn't until the tips of his fingers had become swollen and looking like peach prunes, did he finally climb out of the lake, shaking the water off his body and slipping on his clothes.

He sighed contently. He felt nice, the black fear that was eating away at him, momentarily gone. But that feeling was gone as soon as it came, a snarl coming from somewhere next to him. He carefully picked up a rock his eyes narrowed.

The demon burst from the fog, catching James off guard. It looked like a dog, but it wasn't. The animal's skin was peeling off its body, yellow bones sticking out of the gashes in the red and purple skin. The most striking thing about the dog was the large pink tongue that hung out of its mouth, reaching to the kneecaps of the dog.

James gulped and readied himself for attack, but the demon was too quick. It leapt onto James', its teeth bore, snarling. It snapped its jaws several times, barking loudly. It's tongue snaked out, pressing against James' chest, before piercing into the skin, as if it were a stake. The man cried out in pain as he thrashed under the animal, but he was held in place.

The pain stopped. James blinked, looking up to the dog, who was staring down at James' neck, whimpering. It slowly packed off of James, whining, before quickly turning around, its tail between his legs and running off.

James stood up, a hand pressed to his chest, which was oozing blood. He frowned, staring through the thick fog, looking for the dog. What had the animal seen that scared him so bad?

He stumbled to the lake and looked down, staring at his reflection. He looked the same, maybe a bit tired, but the same. He tilted his head to the side and blinked, leaning down. A small red mark was on his neck. He reached up, tracing his finger over it.

A hickey?

He sat back, blinking before it finally dawned on him. Pyramid head had marked him, the reason why the dog had attacked was because he had gotten the smell of the other off, washing it away in the lake, but he was still the demon's territory and no other monster would go against pyramid head.

He was Pyramid head's property…