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.
Chapter 12
Devi blinked, he coughed hard, trying to catch his breath. He frowned as he realized he was held tightly in a pair of strong arms that didn't belong to Sevriel.
"Hmm?" Devi groaned, his eyes moving over the flame red hair, the man smelled like a vampire.
"Its okay, its okay!" The vampire whispered over and over, rocking him back and forth.
"Krel?" Devi whispered, finally remembering who the vampire was.
"Are you alright now?" Krel asked, eyes worried as he drew away from Devi enough to look him in the eye.
"I think so, what happened?" Devi couldn't look away from the heat that flamed those black eyes with desire. He wanted that desire to consume him. He wanted to feel it burn along his skin.
"You suddenly started screaming and crying and tearing at your hair. I didn't know that a demon could feel the same way a human does. I didn't know you could feel anguish," he reached down, cupping Devi' cheek in his large hand.
"I want you," Devi purred, licking his hand.
"Come, lets get you to the showers first," he guided Devi to his feet. "I'm not shy," Devi growled, slapping the clothes out of the vampire's hands.
"Would you rather not be clothed after you've been so upset?" He couldn't help but deposit a kiss on the nape of the demon's neck over the identical scars that he knew came from a fanged bite. He wanted to cover those scars with his own unique bite.
"And miss the look on your face as you stare at my body? Not a chance in..."
"Stop it! I know there is more to you than this! You don't have to act like a whore for me! I want you to stay here. I want you to be mine!"
"I'm not acting like anything! I'm a whore! I'm a demon whore! Ask my mate! He will tell you just as I have!" Devi screamed, smacking him across the face. He paused, suddenly, realizing what he had just done.
"I'm sorry. You can punish me as you see fit. But you can't change what I am!" Devi frowned as the vampire turned his back to him, silently leading him to the baths.
Devi kept a fanged grin on his face as they passed a large group of vampires that seemed all hands as he passed. Those hands did more than touch, they invaded every bit of him. His heart screamed with rage as his body purred with delight.
"You were right, Sevi. I'm a whore. It took this to make me realize it. I'm sorry," Devi whispered as they entered the shower. He had been sure he was speaking so quietly that no one could hear, but the furious look on Krel's face told him differently.
"Your mate will die in pain for making you think this way!" Krel snarled, yanking Devi into his arms again. He kissed the demon passionately. Now that he understood, he wanted nothing more than to drown Devi in sweetness as he prepared to drown the angel in its own blood.
"Take me again?" Devi asked, wrapping a leg around his waist. He purred with delight as Krel undressed again. He had to make Krel forget about Sevriel and think of only one thing.
He gasped as he felt Krel's fingers at his entrance, pressing in carefully.
"You don't have to be gentle, I like it rough," Devi reminded, nipping at his collarbone.
"You need it gentle whether you like it or not," Krel entered him slowly, pushing deep enough to hit his prostate.
Devi wound his limbs around the vampire, crying out as he was taken deeply and slowly. Tears streaked his cheeks at the delicious torture. Now I whore myself for the sake of your life. At least I was useful. He buried his face in Krel's neck, not wanting the vampire to see his anguish again.