Ivan walked behind Gilbert watching the other man move silently. He was an interesting man. The way he had his hands shoved into his pockets casually, though Ivan was positive there was a weapon of some sort lying within their depths. His steps looked lazy, but perhaps it was due to his shadow walking nature that he couldn't force them to be loud as he wanted, and Ivan could see the shadows on the wall licking at the back of Gilbert's heels with every step. A place to hide with just the thought and the albino would melt into the darkness. The demon walked ahead of Ivan again giving off the air that he wasn't worried about the threat and angel obviously presented to him but his head was lowered to the ground staring to hard, allowing him to focus completely on every noise Ivan made. The man was not stupid and it pleased Ivan greatly as he did not enjoy spending time with stupid people.
"Are you going to eat with me?" Ivan asked enjoying the way the shadow demon tilted his head the opposite side that Ivan was speaking on so he could hear any change in step if the angel was trying to mask an attack with the question.
"No." Gilbert replied.
The silver haired angel tilted his head to the side and picked up his pace so he could walk next to the other man. "No? Why not?"
"Because I am not hungry." Gilbert replied. Red eyes peeked at Ivan and the angel smiled widely making him look away again.
"Not hungry?" Ivan asked blinking innocently enjoying the way he could practically see Gilberts hackles rising. "How is that possible? Well you are a little thing da? Perhaps you just can't eat a lot of food because you wish to stay tiny?"
Gilbert growled turning and slamming the larger man against the wall. "I am only here with you angel, because I am being forced to babysit! So I strongly suggest that you not toy with me as I do not take kindly to that sort of thing."
"How art thou fallen-" Gilbert's eyes widened until there was white surrounding his whole beautiful red iris. He looked so shocked that Ivan chuckled before he dipped his head down pressing their mouths together. Gilbert kissed him back like a starving man given food, hands gripping tighter to Ivan's jacket before he pulled back panting saliva dripping down his chin as he hung to the angel his fangs growing.
"Damn it." He cursed when he heard footsteps down the hall. Shadow fell over them. Ivan wasn't sure how it worked, weather they shrunk to fit into the darkness or whether the dark grew to cover them, but he knew they were consumed by it just as he was consumed by the demon before him.
"Your teeth are the wrong shape." Ivan said lifting Gilberts face to his looking at the teeth in question.
"Shut up." Gilbert hissed. "Shut up or they will here you."
"Your fangs are not for bonding. They are for feeding." Ivan said smiling with his conclusion his thumb tracing over the albino's cheek.
Gilbert snarled before shutting the angel up the only way he knew how. They mouths met for a second time jerking them both out of the hallway and into a bedroom. When Gilbert pulled away from the kiss he took a stumbling step away trying to get a grip on himself. "You are hungry da? Perhaps it is not that you do not want to eat WITH me but you want to actually eat me."
"I don't do that anymore." Gilbert hissed the words out swallowing hard to keep from drooling. With his fangs out it was getting harder to push down the urge to feast.
"The others don't know." Ivan spoke slowly thinking over his assessment. "They do not know what you were. What you are now…It was your eyes that made me think you were a blood drinker. The beautiful red. It is a rare sight to see red eyes on something that isn't an animal."
"I am an animal." Gilbert groaned leaning back against the wall panting as Ivan came closer, his hand wrapped around his middle trying to stop his stomach from cramping with hunger pains.
"It is alright," Ivan said smiling hands up in a gesture of peace as he walked even closer. "if you wish to feed on me." The taller man pressed their bodies together his head dipping low to whisper in Gilberts ear as the saliva finally escaped again running a line down his chin. "Because to be honest comrade…I wish to devour you too."
The next few moments in Gilbert's life were a blur. He wasn't sure how he got from the wall to the bed and had Ivan's large tan coat and button up shirt pulled halfway down trapping his arms. Buttons were rolling across the floor where he ripped the shirt out of his way before attaching his teeth to Ivan's broad chest. The angel chuckled at him and Gilbert ignored it pressing his full body weight on the other man to keep him still as beautiful life blood filled his mouth, coating his tongue and throat. Warmth.
Warmth was the only thing he could think of even as he sucked at the chilled skin of the angel. He wasn't sure how long he drank before Ivan sat up. Gilbert made a growling noise in the back of his throat and the larger man chuckled obviously not threatened as he eased the jacket and shirt the rest of the way off. "Now, now little one. You got some and I will let you have more, but it is my turn to devourer you now."
The next thing Gilbert knew he was lying flat on his back, his clothes being removed as Ivan kissed him senseless. He ripped his mouth away panting for breath. "Incubus! He hissed arching his back when Ivan forced his legs apart. "You are a God damned Incubus."
"Hardly. I just enjoy how expressive you are." Ivan replied smiling widely.
The two wrestled for a while. Gilbert biting when he could, lapping up the blood and Ivan stealing kisses and trying to force the smaller man into submission.
"Fuck!" Gilbert cursed eyes watering in pain.
"When was the last time you bottomed?" Ivan groaned when they finally stopped messing around and he sunk himself into Gilbert.
"Ah God. I don't…I can't remember." He panted. Flashes of brown hair filled his mind. Beautiful long chestnut hair, short dark brown.
"Was it before? Before you fe-"
"Shut up!" Gilbert hissed, snapshots of beautiful wings and the sound of a piano. "Shut up you prying bastard. Just fuck me. Let me feed and we can move on. I can't remember them! I can't remember anything from back then and I don't fucking want to! So just shut up."
Ivan looked down at Gilbert not moving as he held the man's hips, keeping their lower bodies pressed firmly together. "Alright…as you wish then. But Gilbert, while you are with me I want you to only think of me, da? I do not share my things well. "
Gilbert looking into Ivan's purple eyes and there were no flashes anyone else from a life he no longer could recall. "Alright." He agreed looking away. "Fine. Just get on with it Angel." Ivan smiled and obliged.
They didn't make love. They were rough and scratched at each other as Gilbert bit any skin he could get his mouth on and Ivan pinned the smaller man fucking him ruthlessly.
When they laid in the aftermath panting Ivan leaned forward and kissed Gilberts back before the demon sat up quickly jerked covers over his shoulders. "I'm sorry…that I bit you."
"I'm not. When was the last time you fed?" Ivan asked laying on his side hand under his head to lift him up some as he looked at the albino.
"I don't feed…I haven't in years." Gilbert said playing with the seam of the blanket as he tried to glare holes into the ground. "If I eat regular food I am fine."
"But you need it to survive." The larger man said eyes widening before Gilbert whipped around. "It is a sin! To feed of others blood is-"
"Is that why they cast you out, Fallen one?" Ivan watched with his eyes that saw too much and Gilbert felt more naked then he had in his whole life. He imagined himself stabbing those all seeing orbs to keep them from ever seeing him again.
"I don't remember." Gilbert answered weakly. "I forgot everything after I fell. I can't remember what I did that they threw me out, took my wings and made me a demon."
"You know…Back home. My real home I mean, not this 'heaven' as they are calling it on this side of the world I know a man named Feliks . He switches back and forth between angel and demon form at will."
Gilbert scowled. "Blasphemer. Angels are the messengers of God. Demons are Satan's evil doers. No one can switch back and forth at will. Once you fall you cannot re-ascend. "
Ivan chuckled. "You are very much like Matvy. He too doesn't like my talk of the rest or the world."
"It has to be a lie." Gilbert insisted eyes wide and panicked looking.
Ivan nodded slowly before his ever present smile slipped back onto his face and he hooked arms around Gilbert's waist jerking him closer to him and back onto the bed. "Enough of this dark talk. How about you tell me about the relationship you are trying to make between My Matvy and Your Holland da?" Ivan smiled when Gilbert relax into his hold. He was going to do his very best not to break this little fallen angel as it was always hard to find someone to replace the good ones.
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Holland ran his tongue up Matthews bare back without feeling the least bit of enjoyment. He could feel the smaller, glass made, cuts healing leaving smooth pale skin in his saliva's wake. Even in his sleep though Matthew jerked at the roughness of Holland's tongue as it drug over his slowly healing wounds.
This was the first time since the fight that Holland had been left alone with the angel. His need to mark and bond with Matthew had quieted greatly after the third time and Mathias deemed him a fit 'caretaker' again. He'd been sending up prayers to whoever was listening for the last half hour that Matthew would just please wake up. He couldn't even start to forgive himself for all the damnage he'd done until Matthew woke from his slumber.
He licked slowly at one of the deeper wounds and Matthews body under him flinched and the blond gasped. "A-ah It hurts." He said weakly his voice think from sleep.
"I'm sorry." Holland said softly placing a hand on Matthews back to keep him still. "It helps heal the wounds."
Matthew turned his head and looked behind him blinking tired purple eyes. "Holland…why are you doing it?"
The demon lord did his best to crush the jealousy that had been filling him for the past few days, but couldn't stop the words from escaping. "Would you prefer if Gilbert did it for you then?"
Matthew sucked in a sharp breath and a blushed covered his cheeks. "No." He said weakly. "I just thought you might be…furious at me."
Holland sighed and ran a hand threw his hair. "I'm sorry." He said getting up off the bed. "I am…very tired…" Silence fell around them and Holland searched for the proper words to apologize without granting Matthew complete forgiveness for what happened.
Matthew made a pained noise as he sat up and Holland moved to help him so he could sit up. "My hip hurts so bad." Matthew moaned gritting his teeth in pain.
"Ah well." Holland replied pulling down the blanket showing Matthew the imprint on his hip.
"What did you do?" Matthew asked reaching a shaking hand forward to touch the scar. The skin still looked red and irritated but Holland had sealed it over after he no longer needed to sink his teeth in. "Holland. Oh God Holland what did you do!" Matthews voice was raising with panic and Holland could see the hysteria about to set in.
The demon took Matthews face in his hands and made the smaller man look at him. "Listen to me Matthew. Are you listening?" The angel nodded as he fought back hyperventilating. "You were dying. Your body was shutting down and the only way to save you, the only way, was to bite you and force your body to heal using demon venom. The same venom that we use to make a demon mark."
"You marked me. Oh God you marked me." Matthew breathed the words out, heart beating too fast and his head feeling dizzy.
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