Disclaimer: I do not own Black Butler or its characters, that right belongs to Yana Toboso; nor do I own Diabolik Lovers or its characters, that right belongs to Rejet. Also noted I do not own the song I am using.

Author's Note: This is a gift fictlet for Madsoullessqueen who inspired (enabled me hardcore) to write this little bit of Yaoi! Yes! You have read that right, YAOI! I am writing that, so this is also your only warning. Sorry, not sorry!

Song: Slut

Artist: Velvet Acid Christ

Album: Fun With Knives

Released: 1999

Genre: Goth/industrial

well it may sound absurd

He had felt the pull the moment the summons had happened. Having just returned to Hell, he had not expected to be called so quickly. And it struck him odd at the amount of power behind the summons. It meant that someone had done their damned research, so it would not be an easily acquisitioned soul this time. Narrowing wine-red eyes, Sebastian Michaelis allowed the summons to pull him from one plane to another. Though he was intrigued at the fact at the power being used was almost as dark as his own.

With a smile firmly in place when he arrived, he had to blink his eyes a few times. The room was dim, definitely someone's laboratory. Though it was a rather comfy looking one, he kept tidy as he couldn't spot a speck of dust or dirt anywhere. Then his attention was drawn by a soft hiss where his carmine colored eyes met bright red eyes that reminded him instantly of freshly spilled blood as they regarded him with academic curiosity.

"Hmmm, Raven Demon, if I don't miss my guess. The smell of feathers, darkness, blood... and cleaning agents?" the person spoke in a deep voice.

Arching a thin black brow at the words, Sebastian waited until he was directly spoken too. Though as he glanced down at the summoning circle, he noted how precise the runes were written in the old tongue of hell. And that it was written in such a specific manner that he had to do a double-take. The circle prevented him from lying, being able to use any of his senses to find anything out about his new potential contractee, and that he could be sent back if he was found lacking.

Being a smart Male and a Demonic Prince, Sebastian was seriously curious and amused now. Even if he was a bit insulted at the fact that this person would find him lacking to be sent back with no penalty to them. Intelligence was something he valued, amongst many other things.

"You name and be quick," the voice broke through his musing.

Narrowing his eyes as he looked at the person who summoned him again. This time he saw those red eyes glow how their upper lip peeled back to show fangs. It had him stiffening as the circle flared with magical power, compelling him to speak and tell the truth of all things.

"Sebastian Michaelis, sir," he said, placing his left arm across his waist and giving a small polite bow for the sake of it.

"Hmm, I have read a few things in the various text over the years," the male spoke to him as he flashed a smile. "Though I wasn't expecting to summon you, not with this particular spell."

At the statement, Sebastian tilted his head to the side a bit. A quirk he'd have to fix since he picked it up from his last contractee. And that had been a very delicious soul. Even with all the corruption, he had done, Ciel Phantomhive's soul had remained utterly pure and innocent.

"Of course, fate would be thus that I would summon a male demon to fill that role in my life," the male said as Sebastian watched him look him from head to toe and back again.

Getting the feeling whoever this person was that they were treating him like he was livestock of some sort. Not liking it, he shifted his body to follow them as they walked around the outside of the summoning circle. At least until they lifted a hand and traced a rune into the air causing his body to lock up and still. Angering him greatly, though he knew better than to try and fight the rules set via that damnable circle. Every young fledgling demon did it at one point or another, finding out first hand how bad it hurt to boot.

"Yes, you are a prime specimen and fairly easy on the eyes," The male spoke again once he stopped in front of Sebastian again. "I think I will keep you and enter into a contract with you, Raven Demon, one of the nine Princes and Princesses of Hell, Sebastian Michaelis."

Before he could speak, the male stepped through the circle, which was not done until both parties agreed to the terms of the contract. But what assaulted his nose as he looked down the short three inches into those red eyes that were dancing with a smugness that had Sebastian wanting to slap the male, who was most definitely a vampire.

"You are not stupid, nor am I," The vampire male spoke to him, looking up at him through purple bangs. "And I want you. The terms of the contract are as follows; you will serve me until I see fit. When I feel satisfied, I will give you a choice, and you will be released from this contract."

There was no benefit for him. Vampires were Soulless like Demons though they were between the living and dead. Human and Demon. He wanted to recoil and tell him no and leave but found he was quite unable to. Narrowing his eyes as he turned away from the smiling male, he looked at the runes again and noting several more pieces of information that would have made the whole thing more clear. This was not a normal summoning; it was an old rite for a Demon to find something or someone of a particular nature to meet the required needs.

When he turned to look back at the Vampire Male, who had lifted his hands, a needle in one. A Cheshire grin on his lips that said he had won. There was nothing he could do to break this summoning or the contract. Hell, it was how he had ended up with a few of his extended family thanks to his siblings invoking this right. Giving a nod of his head, though he was frowning down at this lesser male, Sebastian lifted his own hands and removed one pristine white glove to show his black nails. And in short order, his finger was pricked and in the male's mouth, while he had the males in his mouth — blood sealing this contract.

"My name is Reiji Sakamaki," the male stated after releasing his finger, pink tongue licking his bottom lip, while the light and magic vanished. "Now come, you will full fill your part of the contract starting now. I do like a good cup of expertly brewed tea."

smash out my honor on your floor

fill up your bathtub with my moods

He looked down at the hole in the floor, face showing he was very displeased at the sight of it. Though he was not displeased how it got there, nope, it had his blood pumping like crazy through his veins, though his heart didn't beat. And he hoped a lesson was learned as a loud groan came from the person that was now in the dark and dirt of the crawl space. He didn't tolerate an invasion of his personal space. And as the eldest of his father's children, he demanded some respect in that regard. Hence he ran the damn house with an Iron Fist.

He was lifting his gaze from the hole to look at his servant, slave, and tool and arching an eyebrow at the demon who gave a small tilt of his head. A silent conversation was taking place between them. Before another groan drew their attention back to the hole as one of his younger brothers, Laito, popped his head out of it. The heated green gaze boring into his red one, Reiji just sniffed and turned walking away.

"Once the trash has been removed, you know what to do, Michaelis," he stated.

"Yes, Master," Sebastian replied.

He was smiling as he heard the cruel undertone in it. Knowing the demon after four months in servitude, he was still pissed at being caught in that particular spell — an ancient rite. Though, if Reiji had to say he was surprised to find who it had summoned for him, he was just as pleased to. A powerful being at his beck and call. To take and do what he wanted when he wanted. And it being Sunday meant that he'd get something he wanted later.

His mind shifted to the routine they had developed. Both were liking the mediocum of having OCD to an extreme. Being clean, doing things via a routine that made things efficient. Hell, Sebastian was a plethora of knowledge when it came to his experiments and had no qualms about being a test subject. More so since he had moved on from Human subjects to other vampires and demons now.

Pausing at his lab table, Reiji began to pick up various vials, reading the tags, and putting down the ones he didn't need. Oh, tonight would be immensely fun for him. He'd been perfecting a new drug to try out, a rather potent one. And he wanted to see if the effects would do what he wanted. As well as the potential side effects.

000

A sigh of bliss hissed from between his clenched teeth. This was not a side effect he had been expecting. But damn it, he was going to reap the benefits, knowing he'd pay a small bitter price for it later. Smiling as he hisses again relishing in the fact that thanks to the potion he'd been concocting Sebastian needed to touch skin to skin. And each touch was painful but euphoric.

Like every Sunday, Reiji had gone to take a nice hot bubble bath. Soak his week away before beginning a new and still having to attend his senior year at the stupid high school their father had set up so they could 'blend' into society better. Now it was more interesting because he'd found out that Sebastian had to be with him due to the contract. So, it had been rearranged that he'd be acting as teacher's aide in a few classes that Reiji still 'had' to attend though he had tested out of most of them. Facade aside, it did make the day more titillating. Especially when he had a lady caller, and she was made nervous by Michaelis, glaring at her from the shadows, hidden from everyone but his' site.

He was snapping his eyes open to look at his servant, who was sitting shirtless and running expert fingers up and down his calf, hitting all the knots, taking his time to work them out before moving on. The way his red eyes were practically glowing as his flushed face and labored breath resounded in the bathroom. It was almost erotic. That and the fact that Sebastian had to have skin touching skin was a nice bonus as that had been the one thing that the demon had refused him, even if it meant pain.

And Reiji was not a fool, and he loved to look at the pale skin of his summoned pet. It was perfect, not a blemish. Plus, he had muscle hidden under the flesh that was firm, toned. It now tantalized him and heated the blood in his veins. But one thing Reiji wouldn't do would take advantage of Sebastian, who was a prince of hell, while under the effects of this potion. Which was bordering on a lust potion? Meaning it was successful and would fetch a pretty penny.

Toes curling as pain raced up his leg drawing him from his thoughts, Reiji sat up and snapped his arm out. Hand threading through feather soft ebony locks and fisting it. Eyes narrowing as he met a matching glare. It was apparent that his servant was very aware of things and starting to gain control of his faculties. He was giving a time frame for powerful demons on this potion. Thirty minutes for top tier demons, so that would estimate to at least three hours on the lesser and weaker demons pending.

"Michaelis words, not actions. I do not like pain," He hissed just to receive a cold glare in return before a small nod was given.

Leaning back in the tub, Reiji let his fingers loosen their hold on the hair. But he kept the hand there, enjoying how soft it was as they stroked it. Mood ruined Reiji let Sebastian continue with the rest of the leg, having already done the other. For soon he'd have to get out of the bathtub and ready himself for bed.

well it may sound a little frightening

I want to swallow all of your skin

It had been a full year since he was summoned. And while it wasn't the longest contract he'd been held in, he could say it was one of the most demanding, antagonistic ones Sebastian had had to date though he could say that Reiji Sakamaki was a unique and complex vampire male. Especially after finding out who his father was. That had been a great day that had also been somewhat embarrassing for himself. Having that man who claimed to be the Demon King looks down on him, and speaks to him like an ordinary servant.

It had been later that he had seen his 'master' lose his composure. Something he knew he valued and maintained no matter what. But to watch as he went still before the shit hit the fan. The eloquence in which insults were hurled. Any more venom and intent behind them, and they'd be actual curses with the power rolling off Reiji. Whose eyes had taken on the quality of genuine Blood Rubies? The destruction in the wake of his fit was impressive.

Though it had been quelled by the eldest of Karlheinz children. Whose soft, robins egg blue eyes had shifted to a red that had even Sebastian was going still. Frightening wasn't the correct word as Shuu became a living beast that attacked his brother. First with swords than the fist. It was damn near a massacre before both were exhausted, and Reiji was himself again.

Of course, being the excellent servant he was, Sebastian had attended to Reiji. And it had been hard to no lean in and licked the crimson liquid from his bared skin that looked so delectable. He valued power and intelligence, and beauty. And seeing the hidden beast inside of Reiji Sakamaki had altered his perception of the male who had bound him in a contract. While the male was centuries younger than himself, Sebastian was highly impressed. So much so that he had pressed to include in their weekly routines some actual sparring sessions. And a good old round of fist a cuff put him in close proximity and allowed his master to work off steam that he kept bottled up. While giving himself and his inner demon a reason to be in close and personal.

beat your ego black and blue

He wasn't a fool. It was a year to the date. Standing in his laboratory and staring out the window, Reiji reflected over the course of the year. How things had settled into a routine, and then changed ever so slightly after certain events. The last being his father's visit four months ago. And the rudeness he displayed to his possession.

Pausing as that thought filtered across the surface of his mind, Reiji tried to place the moment that he no longer thought of Sebastian as a servant or tool, but his possession. It had to be before his father's visit and the resulting fight with Shuu to bring himself under control. A thing he was grateful for his lazy older brother for. Though that was it, contempt was the only thing he could feel for his elder brother, who had no drive.

Narrowing his eyes as he began to unbutton the cuffs of his dress shirt and roll them up. Reiji realized it had to be during the brief trip to hell when his liege had called Sebastian. That had been an exciting day. He was meeting all the other Princes and Princess' of Hell. Their looks and confusion, contempt, and disgust at him being there. Then again, Reiji was no simpleton; he knew how actual pure demons thought of Vampires. Been prepared and more than ready to spar if he had to both physically and verbally.

Just to have been interrogated by the True King of Demons and all of Hell. Being in that man's presence was genuinely terrifying. But he had stood his ground, answered the questions. Before smiling and speaking further without being prompted. Stating he was so far satisfied with everything Sebastian had done thus far.

Yes, that had to be the defining moment. Through the bond they had, since they shared blood, he knew that his pet had been rather shocked. But he also sensed how pleased Sebastian had been at his words as well. Of course, he didn't and wouldn't ever praise those in service to him. It was beneath him. Hire help didn't need praise.

"Master, I am ready."

Letting a slow smile curled his lips, Reiji turned and looked at Sebastian, who was shirtless and sitting with his back facing outwards. The pale perfection had Reiji fighting to keep from giving in to his baser instincts and urges. The chair was a simple wooden high back chair. Sturdy, especially for this purpose. Off to the side was a small table covered in red silk and various short whips, floggers, and paddles.

"You know what you did wrong?" He asked as he walked over to the table and let his fingers run across the soft cloth.

"Yes."

Narrowing his eyes at the unrepentant tone from his pet, Reiji used his other hand to thread through the soft locks he'd come to like so much. Fisting and pulling roughly, jerking Sebastian's head back violently that he saw a small twinge at the corner of his dark red eyes.

"Tell me what you did wrong," He demanded.

The way thin lips parted had Reiji wanting to lean in and capture them. But that would be a reward for the crime his pet had done.

"I spilled tea on the table clothe, and your person, Master," Sebastian stated in a soft voice as Reiji pulled harder on his hair.

"You know you do not waste tea. You know you do not make messes. You know you are not to do potential harm or damage to my person, thus my clothing," He bit out as he pushed Sebastian's head forward, letting go of the soft locks.

"Yes, Master."

At the reply, Reiji smirked darkly as he grabbed a cat of nine made of soft but durable leather as he spoke, "Then count out your strikes. Ten for each infraction you have caused. You are to take no pleasure from your punishment, either."

Pulling his arm back, Reiji jerked it down fast and hard. A perfect arc that had the sound of the soft braided leather cracking as it hitting skin. Turning it a pale pink. It stirred something deep in him. Especially when in a soft hissing voice, Sebastian counted one. They'd be doing this for a while as there were thirty lashes to be given. Reiji wanted to leave him black and blue, his ego in tatters. It was knowing that what has been done was deliberate by the look he'd received when it happened.

I will tear you down with the twist I bring

He couldn't believe what he was seeing and hearing. It had been two years now. And finally, he was being given his choice. Reiji had told him that he more than exceeded the needs and wants of what he desired and set in the contract upon summoning. Only to have Reiji tell him he could return to hell if he chose. Before watching as the man, he'd come to call his Master turned and left him standing there in the Laboratory, where it all began.

Their roles had changed over the two years from master and servant to more. And Sebastian had never abused himself to being submissive in any fucking relationship he'd been in. But for the young Vampire who just freed him from their contract, he had been more than willing. The cold ruthlessness that was in Reiji Sakamaki was rare and valuable — highly sought after. Plus, his own family adored him. So, he was confused as to why he was being given his freedom.

The summoning a rite, a contract to find the thing you needed most. The parts of you that would complete you. A rare thing for any demon to find, even living hundreds to thousands of years, very few found the part that would complete them. Hence the need to eat souls. So, narrowing his eyes, Sebastian did as he was bid, he left back to hell. There was someone he would need to talk to in hopes to figure out because he knew what he wanted. And he would not give it up without a fucking bloodbath that would end in near-death if he had his fucking way.

A swirl of feathers as he teleported to hell, into a small bar that was the waypoint to all worlds and planes. Giving a little glance around, he found whom he wanted to be tucked away in the back corner. The dark almost hid him from sight. It was the faint shine of light of lenses that let him know they were there as they marched over to them — earning a look of surprise as he sat down before them.

"What are you doing here, Michaelis?"

"I got relieved of my contract and told I was free to leave," he replied.

"Oh? Your last contractee was what... a vampire?"

"Yeah, one of the brood of that arrogant ass Karlheinz," he replied.

"Fuck. That had to be a hard two years... How the hell did one of those untrained idiots summoning you?"

Eyes narrowing as he felt his aura jump up in agitation and anger at the words spoken.

"Sebastian? You okay?"

Turning his head a bit, he saw that the bar was now empty and the owner, a unique female who had a soul that was as pure as snow, though she used Unholy magic on the level of the King of Hell. And also had a penchant for causing trouble just to kill her boredom.

"No... not really," he stated flatly. "And to answer your question Claude, he researched and did the Rite summoning spell."

The way his longtime friend and rivals golden eyes went wide and glazed over, he knew.

"Damn, man, I am sorry."

There was silence before two cups were put on the table between them — both steaming Earl Gray. The heavy fragrance helped calm him a bit as he got a soft tongue click.

"You mean... the young vampire is your.. Well damn, what did you do to make him toss you to the side?" she asked.

"That's the thing, Tician, and I haven't. I was told I exceeded everything they wanted and needed before being told I was free," he replied.

The noticeable twitch of her blond eyebrow had him on edge, and without looking, he knew that Claude was just as wary. Her being angry meant that it got her twin sister and father to come in a heartbeat. Neither were people anyone in hell wanted to cross. Especially the sister, she was their natural enemy able to kill just by flexing her aura — a being of pure, holy energy.

"Hmm, well, he has to be aware of what you two are," she growled softly.

"I know he knows Tician. It is why I am so confused," he stated.

"You said he is one of the Karlheinz brood? It could be he doesn't understand or know how to deal with a positive emotion... Let along reciprocate it, Sebastian. I mean, think on it, Karlheinz, in his attempt to play god stunted his children emotionally," Tician stated.

At this, he blinked his eyes as everything connected. Smiling, Sebastian knew that the pull between them would get stronger. And as he chose to be the submissive, it was his right to make his dominant realize he messed up and come to him. Flashing a toothy smile at the two who looked amused by whatever was showing on his face, Sebastian just picked up his cup of tea, giving it a quick blow before drinking it down.

I will be your toll at the gates of hell.

He stood before the gates of Hell, rather perturbed that he had been blocked from directly entering. Eyes narrowing as laughter, childlike, and innocent rang in the air around him. A sound one didn't associate with his current location. As the laughter resounded again just as footfalls reached his ears, Reiji felt the ground shift under his feet. (quite literally) Just to have a large white wolf with golden eyes that had a red lightning bolt over the left jumped from it.

A soft growl was rumbling as he caught sight of a small, pale-skinned girl who radiated innocence and set his instincts on high alert. When their eyes met, the smile on her face vanished in seconds as she walked up to the growling wolf that was twice as tall as himself and leaned against it, staring up at him with a critical glare. From her height alone, he guessed she couldn't be more than fifteen.

"What you are looking for is at the bar in the middle of town. Follow this road and make a left at the third intersection, and you should arrive. Hard to miss the sign shaped like a large silver dragon. Though I wonder if you will pay the price for what was done?" the girl spoke to him.

Reiji didn't know what to make of her words, except she was telling the truth. Giving a polite nod of his head as he started on his way, he had to pause when Reiji heard her whisper to the wolf, calling it her mate and that she hoped he didn't piss off the owner of the bar who was rather protective of what she saw as hers. This had him picking up his pace and feeling anger.

It didn't take him long to find the bar. Indeed the massive sign shaped like a silver dragon stood out like a neon light. He was pausing as he felt the familiar aura that had vanished almost two months ago. He had freed him, gave him the right to chose. And he had left. Of course, Reiji had not expected Sebastian to make that choice. Hell, he was scared of what he was feeling. They had only gotten stronger the longer he held Sebastian in that contract. They were foreign to him until his tiny sister in law told him to man the fuck up and get over himself. He was showing how his youngest brother had rubbed off on her.

He had explained he didn't understand what he was feeling, finally breaking down to Yui. Who had looked at him with understanding and laughed at him? Knowing he wasn't to strike his pregnant sister in law, he waited until she calmed and explained he was in love. And that he needed to go get what was his if he loved it. Because by that point, he had explained the spell he had used to his family. Sebastian was what would complete him. His perfect soul mate, though neither had a soul. And the pull was getting downright unbearable, making him feel weak. And Reiji hated feeling weak.

Taking a break, straightening his back, Reiji put his hand on the door and pushed it open. He was surprised to see an almost perfect look-alike to the short raven-haired girl at the Gates of Hell. Only this one was tall, blond, and giving off a predatory vibe as she leaned her body against what was his. An arm draped casually around Sebastian's shoulder and hugging him to her side. It had all the things he'd been boxing up and hiding deep within himself start to surface. She was forcing Reiji to fight to maintain his sense of control and keep his jealous instincts from acting up.

The way those eyes watched him as he stepped in was like heavy weighted shackles on his arms and legs as he pinned the person he came to find and bring home's eyes with his own. Only to see that those beautiful Wine colored eyes were guarded. And anything through the bond they had was being closed off. While in the back of his head, the words the girl at the gate said banged around violently. There was meaning to those words. But what price would he have to pay? His perfect match, his mate, was before him. He was the dominant, even though Sebastian was a Prince of Hell. One of the ones chosen by its ruler, Lucifer.

"Sebastian," he stated, giving a small tilt of his head while looking down his nose at the Raven Demon, who was still looking guarded and blocking him.

When he got a single blink of those beautiful eyes, Reiji took in the fine details of the males face now that he was closer, how he looked tired. His skin was paler — hair a bit unkempt, which means that the pull was affecting his pet just as bad.

The moment he tried to step around the table to go to Sebastian, the blond was between them. Though how she got from one side of the table to the other without him sensing her moving would be for later. Right now, he met her gaze head-on as her odd silver and brown ringed eyes met his and narrowed. Her lips turned down in an impressive frown. Reiji didn't like the fact that the fine hairs on his body stood on edge as his instincts once more told him that this person was dangerous. To be wary. And from the looks of her, she couldn't be more than a fifteen-year-old girl, just incredibly tall, like the other girl.

"Tician, you cannot interfere," a deep male voice spoke from behind him.

Not turning to look, Reiji kept his gaze on the girl, while watching Sebastian. The way the girl, Tician, growled low in her chest was not human before she sniffed, dismissing him as if he was a lesser person had Reiji flaring his aura in retaliation. This girl had already set him on the dark path of anger by how close she had been, then putting herself between him and what was his. Now she was being an impertinent bitch and acting as if he was the lesser in the room.

"I will say this Sebby, he does have some serious balls to just waltz right on in here and think he can take you." The deep male voice from behind him spoke again.

"Yeah, Yeah, Claude. I will give the runt that," Tician said as she finally stepped out of the way. "But I wonder, can he do it? Pay the price?"

The way her voice lilted in amusement as she vanished from his sight, Reiji looked back to Sebastian, who was watching impassively. But now he could feel the mild amusement radiating through the bond. For whom the amusement was Reiji didn't want to speculate. The fact the blond spoke up about the prince like the other girl had made him pause and think. His mind-shifting swiftly through all the knowledge he had.

When a soft cough drew him from his thoughts, Reiji cleared his throat and walked over to Sebastian. Who just arched an eyebrow and remained stoically impassive. Watching him, as if he was waiting for something. And it was at that moment that time stopped for Reiji because he saw what Lucifer had seen in the old and powerful Raven Demon. The reason he was made a Prince of Hell. The price that had to be paid to have that title. What it meant for the male before him to accept he was his other half. To allow Reiji to make him submissive.

Slowly Reiji reached out, turning his wrist upwards before Sebastian, who looked at it skeptically before shooting him a cynical look of utter mistrust. Which was to be expected all Demons had pride. Embodied the seven deadly sins. Vampires were no less different though they only tended to embody pride and one other at all times. And what he was offering right now was the most valuable thing a Vampire could. And it was also the most intimate thing.

"For you, I will do this publicly if you wish. It is yours," Reiji spoke, hating to hear the soft tremor in his voice that spoke of embarrassment.

The lazy blink of those eyes before Sebastian reached up and grabbed his wrist, and pulled it forward. It was almost too much to feel that warm breath fan across the exposed and sensitive flesh of his wrist. He just watched as Sebastian flicked his tongue out and licked lightly over where the pulse would be if his heartbeat. Before pressing his lips to it, not biting. For a second, Reiji felt as if he was being rejected. Just gasp aloud as those red eyes he enjoyed looked up with utter mischief, and he felt soft suckling at his flesh, causing his body to react heatedly and giving him his answer as the barrier went down and he could feel everything between them flooding his mind and body.

that is what I'm for

I will be your end

Sebastian smiled as he stood there in his private quarters. He had no doubts now. Though his body felt achy and stiff as he waited for Reiji to step out of the bathroom. His mind was a flurry of thoughts and emotions. He was still stunned that Reiji hadn't summoned him for two months, then came to hell himself to find him. Then after willingly standing up to Tician, not knowing who or what she was in her bar. Just to offer what all Vampires only shared with only one in their life. It had to be humiliating for Reiji to offer his blood to him before a bunch of unknown demons of hell, in a strange bar.

Sebastian knew he'd be taken to task for how he responded, but he felt justified in tormenting the male. Hundreds of years younger than him. And it had been sweet to watch him look like he would die because he'd not taken his blood. Though in reality, he hadn't wanted to share that bonding act with anyone else. To see the pleasure that would cross Reiji's face as he drank from his Master's wrist. That was for him and him alone to see.

The sound of the door of the bathroom opening, Sebastian turned to see Reiji standing there, purple hair damp and plastered to his face and neck enticingly. It had gotten longer in the two months, now hanging below his shoulders. Personally, Sebastian liked it. But what he liked best was that his Master stood there in nothing but a towel with a look on his face that said he was waiting.

Walking with all the lethal grace he possessed, Sebastian crossed the expense of his room quickly, only to pause and kneel before Reiji. Who just looked down at him, no glasses to hide the beautiful Blood ruby-colored eyes that were glowing brightly. Knowing what was needed already, Sebastian brought his hands up and gave a gentle tug to the towel removing it. With care, he began to pat and rub the porcelain skin dry. Enjoying how it would pink then fade quickly. The routine something familiar and pleasing.

After tonight, there would be no more. No other. This would be the binding that would tie them. Sex and blood. The way of Demons. The way of Hell. And he intended to take as much as was given. Being greedy, a glutton for what this male he was attending could dish out. The only Male to make him submit and bottom. He was feeling Lust crawl through his veins as he reached Reiji's thighs, seeing how as he dried, the skin had a noticeable effect. Sebastian felt pride and vanity swirling in the back of his mind. Knowing that his wrath would be warranted if anyone looked at our touched Reiji without his permission. And though he would be lackadaisical about how he administered the punishment to the offenders, he'd be okay with that sin of sloth. But for now, he was ravenous. And the sin of Gluttony needed to be taken care of.

Peeking up, he asked silently with his eyes before he felt Reiji's thin fingers threading through his hair and fisting it. Reiji was pulling his face forward. Giving a grateful smile, Sebastian dropped the towel and moved his hands to grasp the now erect gift before him and using his nose to nuzzle it, taking in the heady smell of musk, pre-cum, and the tang of arousal before pulling his head back enough and opening his mouth. Darting out his tongue, he flicked it over the swollen head, tasting that small creamy bead before slipping as much as he could into his mouth, letting his tongue work the shaft. The softly moaned yes from Reiji was all he needed to hear as he began to bob his head up and down the length.

I will start again

I will remove your heart

Giving a sharp yank to the soft hair in his hand, Reiji pulled his pet from him. Letting a cruel smile curled his lips as he looked down at the male that was his. Seeing those eyes glazed as he watched a pink tongue dart out and lick his lips, clearly trying to savor whatever he thought was on them. His dick hurt, he was so close to release.

"Stand up now," He commanded, letting go of the soft hair.

He watched as Sebastian stood up. His naked body fully on display. He'd been very specific of what he wanted before going in to take a shower. And from what he could tell, Sebastian had been obedient — stripping down to nothing while his nose caught the soft scent of lavender and chamomile coming from him. Meaning he'd used the lotion that Reiji told him too.

"Turn and go to bed, kneel on it," he stated, his voice cracking like a whip.

Seeing that flicker of dark light in the depths of the wine, red eyes make Reiji ache more and staying still as he watched Sebastian do as ordered, silent and happy. Reiji took in how the muscles of his pets back and ass flexed with each step, how the muscle was toned, firm, and utterly delicious to his gaze. When his pet was kneeling on the edge of the bed, Reiji made his way over, amused by how Sebastian was only looking at the covers. Not having been told he couldn't look anywhere else, but just knowing. It pleased Reiji that much more.

Once he stood behind him, he lifted his hands up and lightly stroked down Sebastian's back, over the defined curves of his ass, which he grasped firmly and parted. Seeing the faint glisten of Lube seeping from around the metal butt plug he'd told him to insert. To stretch him so that he wouldn't cause too much tearing or pain. While not excessively large, Reiji knew he was very well endowed. Having torn humans, male and female to the point, they bleed a lot until healed. He needed to be kept in a trance. And the few other vampire Males he'd lain with had required plenty of prep. This was his way of showing care for his pet.

"You did good," He whispered as he removed his hands. "Does my pet think he needs a reward for following directions?"

There was silence for a few seconds before the reply was forthcoming. "Only if it pleases you, Master."

Oh, how sweet those words sounded to Reiji as he pulled his hand back eyed the taut flesh of the ass before him. Then without hesitation, he pulled back and delivered a hard smack. The crack of skin on skin that filled the air along with the sensual hiss of pleasure let him know that Sebastian did like being smacked on the ass.

"It does please, me," he stated as he walked to the far side of the bed and climbed upon it, leaning back on his heels. "Crawl to me, my pet. I require your attention."

He saw the faint glint of pride and defiance in those eyes before Sebastian crawled towards him. The movement's predatory, yet eager. When he reached him, Reiji lifted the angular face and leaned down to place a chaste kiss on his thin lips — enjoying the taste of himself on them as well as the fact that his pet leaned into it more than willingly. Before pulling himself back just to catch a small dissatisfied pout that was gone just as quickly as it appeared.

"Does my pet want something specific as a reward for being a good boy?" He asked him, lowering his voice to almost a whisper.

Watching as those red eyes narrowed in thought. A smile appearing on those lips.

"If it would please, Master, I'd like to be one with him," Sebastian said, his voice low and sensual. He was exceptionally inviting in the darkest of ways.

Leaning in again, Reiji placed another brief chaste kiss, as his free hand stroked down Sebastian's sides before grabbing his hip. His fingers were curling in, nails biting into the perfect skin, drawing blood as Reiji pushing him onto his side and rolled him to his back. He wasn't sure how it was possible, but he was harder than before as he moved his body to kneel between those long muscular legs. Seeing the need and want to fill wine-red eyes.

Using both hands to touch, feel out the sensitive areas that would only heighten the pleasure they'd be sharing. Reiji leaned his body forward and pressed his hips against his pets, and began a slow, torturous rhythm as their members rubbed against each other. He heard the soft hitches in the breathing as his fingers found those beautiful spots. A few ticklish.

"I guess I could be nice and give you what you ask for," He whispered against Sebastian's ears. "Though I wonder if I should feel concerned at having such a needy, greedy, and demanding pet."

The whimper that came from the male under him as his hands slipped between their bodies. One was grabbing them both and stroking them together, while he used the other to pull the butt plug from its warm berth. With a flick, it was tossed to the side, and Reiji was stroking that little bundle of nerves with his fingertips before pushing them in and setting a pace to match the hand stroking both of them.

Head lifting to watch as Sebastian closed his eyes and let his head fall back, mouth partially open as his breathing became a bit shallower and ragged. Each twitch of their dicks against each other let Reiji know that they both were getting closer. Placing soft kisses along his pet's jaw, he removed his hand from their cocks, shifting his body a bit more so he could spread the legs and lift them. His on member slipping effortlessly between the firm ass cheeks to be positioned rotating his hips, using the tip to tease Sebastian. Drawing out a desperate growl.

He wanted to be whole and one with the male under him. Reiji pushed forward. He was feeling a bit of resistance before he slipped past that tight rose-colored ring. He was hissing at how tight he was even after having the buttplug in him. The heat and tissue that enveloped up him had Reiji closing his own eyes as he seated himself to his hips, allowing both of them to adjust for a few seconds before pulling out and setting a fast rhythm. Each thrust was going deep and causing the sound of skin smacking on the skin to resound in the room and mixing with their erratic labored breathing — a symphony in its own right.

I will burn your world

I will be your hell, and I don't know what to wear

His mind was going hazy with the sensations Reiji was pulling from deep within him. The pleasure of friction as he was filled and then taken to new heights as his ass was fucked. Sebastian could honestly say that he'd never felt like this with anyone he'd laid with or taken as a lover. Heat washed over his body as soft velvet hands grasped him and stroked him as the thrusts became faster, harder, shorter driving him practically insane.

Opening his eyes, he saw something in the glowing blood-red eyes above him. It was something he'd thought he'd never see. Never have for himself. Complete devotion and dare he hoped, Love. Lifting his arms, hands ready to push the long purple hair away from that beautiful, delicate face, Sebastian knew deep down he had found a home as the cruel smile turned soft as contentment and need to flood the bond between them.

Taking his hands, he brushed the hair away, revealing in the touch of the skin he'd come to know for two years and enjoying its pale perfection. How it looked like fresh cream with just the faintest hue of pink at the moment, flushed as the blood was being pumped rapidly through veins just under the surface. As soft sighs escaped thin lips begging to be kissed. Being daring, he cupped Reiji's face, his master's face, and lightly pulled it towards him. Glad when the concession was granted.

The moment his lips connected, Sebastian felt as much as heard the growl that rumbled through Reiji, how the aura coming off him became stronger, almost feral. It had his skin lighting up as he growled back, though playfully. He was earning a sharp, painful nip to his bottom lip. Taking it as the warning it was, Sebastian arched his back, lifting his ass and giving better access and moaning into the kiss as Reiji sank deeper into his depths.

The elation didn't last much longer as his body began to burn, as did Reiji's, as the kiss ended. When he met the glowing gaze, seeing himself reflected in a now pupiless gaze, Sebastian felt his heart stutter in his chest. It was utterly predatory, and he was the prey. Knowing what to do, he turned his head to the side and tilted it up just a bit to give better access to the artery. Which earned a pleased hum before pain exploded throughout his neck, causing him to gasp and whimper for a few seconds. It was not like anything he'd ever felt. And he'd felt holy water and purification over his whole body at one point.

No, this burned from the inside out. And if Sebastian had been wearing clothes, he would have torn them from his person. It felt as if the fires of hell were consuming him as he let his hands slide to Reiji's thin, muscular shoulders and grab them. As if they could anchor him to reality as his mind began to blank out as he felt his aura seep from his control as his vision bled red. The need to taste the male that was dominating him. Giving him so much pleasure; his lust was being slaked was beyond what he could handle.

Deciding just to let his instincts guide him, Sebastian figured it was time to become the hellish home for Reiji. Dropping one hand, so it slid down a thin arm before resting on the back of the wrist, Sebastian pulled it up quickly and violently and earning a threatening rumble from his master who had yet to let up on his drinking. Smiling thinly, he brought the wrist to his lips and licked it before sucking on it hard enough he could feel the blood pool just under the skin. While the rumbling became softer, almost a deep purr of a large cat, he bit down. The soft pop of skin under his teeth as thick, precious blood flooded his mouth to be swallowed quickly.

As power burst through his veins, Sebastian crested the sharp peak that he'd been steadily building too. Body stiffening, back arching further from the bed as he felt Reiji squeeze his dick hard and grunt. It had Sebastian gloating mentally as he felt his very full ass pulsate as they both came at the same time. Then it happened a weight settled briefly around him, and he was able to feel things that weren't him.

Mind floating free, he registered that they were now fully bonded, or mated depending on whose view you were looking from. And it pleased him as he felt his consciousness began to drift as the magic started to fade away. He was letting his body go limp as Reiji collapsed on top of him.

I will be your never-ending, unbefriending

self-expanding, moral-bending thorn.

They all sat at the table, laughing genially with those gathered. Hands brushing against each other when one or the other moved. And it didn't go unnoticed by those that were there with them. No, in the five decades since their mating, they'd been a strong power couple, as well as a force that wasn't messed with in Hell or on Earth. And it was noted that in hell, Sebastian took the lead, spoke, was the dominant one. And topside it was Reiji, who even fifty years later was preening like a smug peacock.

"So, you two thinking of finally adopting a little demonling?" Lunaria asked from her place curled up against the large white wolf.

Sebastian and Reiji shared a glance, talking telepathically, a perk of their mating bond.

"Yes, we are actually," Reiji stated simplistically. "We figured it was time to think about an heir. But we won't be adopting, and we found a demoness that is willing to carry for us through magical means."

There was a round of congratulations for the two of them. While one, in particular, looked a bit put out. Claude's golden gaze was holding a longing to have what he did not currently possess. After another round of praise, he got up and began to walk away, hoping not to be noticed. Though knew with whom was there for the little get together.

He'd just stepped outside the tavern when he paused and closed his eyes. A faint, sad smile was appearing on his face as he turned his head to the side to see brown and silver eyes looking up at him.

"Yes, Lady Lunaria? Lord Reiko?" he stated softly.

From the shadow stepped the petite raven-haired woman and the white wolf who shrunk in size until he was in his human form and those golden eyes staring at him from under wavy white hair. Understanding flickering in the depths of his eyes as he looked back at him.

"Claude, everyone deserves someone to make them happy," Reiko said as his tanned hand came to rest on the petite raven-haired girl, pulling her to his side.

"I agree with my mate," Lunaria chimed in, her voice a soft musical whisper. "And if you say you want what your heart truly desires, I can help make sure you get it, of course, at a price."

He was silent as he thought about the offer. He was tilting his head back to look at the pitch black of the endless cavern that was the seventh level of hell.

"I say do it, Claude. You should know this feeling."

Starting a bit, he dropped his head and looked at who spoke. A frown gracing his face as his eyes met the wine-red of Sebastian Michaelis. Who was standing behind Reiji? The smaller male just gave him a single nod of agreement. In the fifty years of getting to know the vampire, Claude had a respect for him. Hell, he lusted after him, though he wasn't quite what he wanted in a mate.

Turning, he looked at Lunaria, who was watching him. Her odd eyes were shimmering for a few seconds with her magic. Taking a slow, deep breath, he gave a single nod. In a second, her eyes shifted to amethyst, with slitted molten gold pupils as white flared around him, her hand snaking out before the world around him vanished as he heard chuckling from the others.

"Claude Faustus, you seek what your heart desires. Know that when you perform the spell to summon whoever that is, that it might not be what you think, but what you need to complete yourself," Lunaria said, her voice was resonating around the large ornate stone and gem-encrusted cavern.

He could feel the magic contained in it that it was neither good or evil. Light or dark. If he had to speculate, it felt like Chaos manifesting physically in the form of magic. Then in his hand was placed a single scroll before Lunaria vanished. Leaving him to do the spell that would summon the one fate had designed for him.

THE END!