Chapter 29
"You should have some, it increases your strength beyond your wildest dreams," Schuldig chuckled, holding the demon out toward Nagi.
"I don't need any…enhancement. My power is just fine the way it is. Besides…you seem to be getting a high off of it and I need to keep my focus," the boy brushed him off, walking away.
"He's right. I think you're overdoing it," Crawford put in, cleaning his glasses before placing them back on his face.
"Well fuck you too," Schuldig growled before going back to feeding at the wound he had opened on the demon's shoulder.
Crawford frowned as he tried to see forward into time, anything at all that could help them. There were flashes, white wings stained in blood. But that was all he could see.
"Maybe if you had some more you wouldn't be psychically neutered," Schuldig snorted.
"Perhaps, however, I don't want to become addicted to demon's blood the way you have. I'm content with the small bits that I do see,"
"Liar," Schuldig growled at him, reading him easily.
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Yohji frowned as he watched Aya train. The man looked…different. There was a different grace to his movements despite the weakness in his body. He didn't move like a human man anymore, he moved like Kyriel, gliding into each movement like an ethereal dancer.
It was making his attacks incredibly hard to read. Yohji was glad he wasn't sparring against him right now, he'd have been too shocked to fight back.
Every now and then Aya would falter, and Yohji was pretty sure he knew why. Every time Aya paused too long or lost his concentration Yohji noticed a pulsing at his shoulder blades.
"Do you need to rest up a bit?" Yohji asked, not daring to come closer. Right now Aya looked about ready to turn the sword on him at the mere suggestion.
The glare was a clear message to back the fuck off. It had been a while since he'd been given a glare that intense from the redhead.
Yohji held up his hands harmlessly. It seemed to be the right answer, because Aya went back to practicing.
His eyes widened when he caught a slight glow from Aya's eyes. That definitely wasn't normal. He'd been told to expect changes, but he hadn't ever factored glowing eyes into that. He was hard as a rock!
Aya paused, cocking his head to the side curiously and sniffing at the air. Yohji grinned at him, knowing he'd been caught and not minding one damned bit. Kyriel had warned him that Aya would be able to smell emotions…and arousal. Before the thought had him laughing and cringing at the same time, now it just made him harder, knowing that Aya could smell exactly what he was feeling when he watched him.
"Smell something interesting?" Yohji asked, his grin growing as Aya stalked toward him like he was hunting him.
Aya launched at him suddenly, shoving him into the wall and kissing him breathless while pinning his wrists down hard enough to hurt.
"NO!" Kyriel shouted, wrapping his arms around Aya's waist and throwing him across the room.
"He was just getting a little frisky," Yohji griped at the angel, moving to go and help Aya up.
"He was going to kill you," Kyriel growled back at him, sticking a finger in his chest.
"If he isn't in control of his power he will accidentally kill you if he gets too excited. Its…something that most of us learn the hard way," Kyriel looked away for a moment.
":When Gabriel and I first…I almost killed him. Had Tarlen not been there to heal his wounds I know I would've killed him. I tore his back wide open with my claws just trying to cling to him, I snapped a few of his ribs just clutching him to me, and crushed his hip bone with my thigh while trying to get him deeper inside of my body. You are a human still, you wouldn't survive it until he is under control. At the very least he needs to be completely tied down if you two are going to…" Kyriel trailed off, a blush forming on his cheeks.
"I thought you said you hadn't given him your full power. So he shouldn't be powerful enough to kill me during sex," Yohji pointed out.
"I didn't give him my full strength, if I had you would've been dead when he pinned you to the wall. The sheer force of him pushing you would've broken you on the wall. He is still very dangerous. Please, you must have me, or someone else powerful that you trust, present when you mate with him to stop him should he turn feral in your arms."
"So we need a fucking audience? This is such bullshit!" Yohji shouted, throwing his arms up in the air.
Aya was there suddenly, staring at him with the same intense eyes, still sniffing, but not touching. Yohji was pretty sure it was the servant thing between him and Kyriel that was keeping him from pouncing.
"I know you want your mate, but you have to wait for that," Kyriel lay a hand on Aya's shoulder and the redhead seemed to calm, blinking until his eyes returned to their normal human violet instead of the intense glow that had turned Yohji on.
"I want us both to live through this, baby," Yohji chuckled, reaching over and taking Aya's hand in his own and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Author's notes: yes, I am a tease! LOL!
