I don't own Trinity Blood, Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo own it. :)
This fanfic is rated M for language, MxM relationships, and possible sexuality in future chapters.
Be warned that this chapter might be a little much for some people, It involves what happens to Devi while in confinement. It's sort of disturbing, be forwarned.
Chapter 11
Devi kept his face completely blank as the vampire named Krel grabbed his next finger. Joint by joint he started chopping. On the inside Devi was screaming, but he couldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing him in pain.
"How long will this take to regenerate?" Krel asked, watching the blood lustily as it poured from the wound.
"If you feed me it will take mere moments to heal, and a day at most to grow back," Devi grinned at him.
"Seven of my men have already taken you plus myself, and you say you are not well fed? Are you playing games with me?" he chopped the finger down to the knuckle.
"The more you cut the more I'll need to feed, just like your people," Devi forced himself to keep grinning as the vampire mounted him, pushing in quickly with no preparation.
He might enjoy it like this with Sevriel, but for some reason with a stranger it hurt. It felt like his body was being ripped in two. He wanted to vomit as Krel kissed him, plundering his mouth as he plundered his body.
Devi watched the vortex of Krel's soul start to open, signaling an oncoming orgasm. He would have to feed quickly. He drew on the vortex, taking a large chunk of Krel's life force into himself.
The vampire obviously felt it as he nearly collapsed on top of Devi. He panted hard, his seed spilling deep inside of Devi.
"What the hell did you just do to me?" Krel demanded, stabbing the knife deeply into Devi's wounded hand.
"You hurt me more so I had to feed more. What do you expect from me?" Devi asked, raising an eyebrow. He could feel the blood flow stopping in the stump that had been his finger.
A shriek roared out of Devi's mouth as Krel ripped a hand into his stomach, tearing a large hole there to reveal the organs hidden within.
"Didn't like that, did you?" He snarled.
"Why not feed now that there's blood spilling. It would be a shame to waste it," Devi panted, arching his back in agony as Krel scratched at his organs.
"I'm not stupid enough to feed on a demon, it would give you complete access to my thoughts and my soul. I'll feed later!" Krel shouted, raking his claws across Devi's cheek.
"I wonder if you can feed off me while I play with your insides," he mused, before entering Devi's body again, thrusting deep. He could see the pain clearly on the demon's face as he continued to pound into him.
Devi was somewhere else. He looked up, seeing the angels as they feasted on his child.
"Please! Give her back! Stop it!" But he could barely move. His body had been weakened by the pregnancy, and the hole in his body from where they had torn out the child was bleeding profusely.
"Sevriel! Help her!" Devi screamed.
"Sevriel isn't coming for you! He used you and he's done with you! Why would a higher angel ever want you for more than a quick fuck!" One of the angels snarled, flesh hanging from his teeth.
"Stop it!" Devi shrieked. Without his powers there was nothing he could do.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to let her die!" Devi sobbed, curling in on himself.
"Her?" Krel asked, confused as he watched the demon wig out.