Jane turned her head to look at him, and Jake saw things. Really saw them for what they were. Shakes that he had interpreted as fear were just her in need of Dirk's drug. She hadn't looked him in the eyes before, keeping her head lowered. She looked at him now, and he saw nothing but shame beyond the addiction. He had never used her.

She had used him.

Jake took a shocked step back, shaking his head. Jane turned back to Dirk as the demon smeared some of the drug down his neck. Jane licked and sucked at the corrupt being's skin, moaning softly. Dirk smiled at Jake, as he groped Jane, his hands running over her soft curves.

"Would you believe how hard Jane fell for Trickster? I've had her in my side pocket for a couple of weeks now. And who would have thought that your partners would fall for her acting so well! What did you tell them, dear?" He looked down at Jane. She lifted her mouth off of his throat, her voice small and shaking.

"Th-that I didn't... Want Jake to worry..." Dirk laughed, and Jake saw a couple of tears slip down Jane's cheeks. She was really sorry for this. Jake forgave her immediately. But his hatred of Dirk, who had done this to her, only doubled. Jake was trembling with rage now, his hand tightly around the grip of his pistol.

Dirk looked at Jake, grinning maliciously. He slowly fed Jane more and more of the drug while Jake watched. Jane accepted every bit, the tears in her eyes fading as her mind was clouded by the Trickster. Jake finally couldn't take anymore, and drew his gun, levelling it at Dirk. Dirk saw, and smirked.

"Go ahead, shoot me. Right through Janey here." Dirk pulled her in for a hot kiss, and she was so drugged up, she gladly reciprocated. Jake's hands shook again, and he knew he'd never be able to get a shot at Dirk.

"Let's make a deal, Strider," Jake said quietly, lowering his gun. He turned the safety on and dropped it to the floor. Dirk pulled away from Jane, pushing her down onto the couch. She moaned and complained with slurred words, but Dirk just slid his hand up under her skirt, and she stopped after a moment, cooing in delight.

Jake was seeing red, but held back, knowing that Dirk could kill Jane before he could get to him. Dirk leaned towards Jake a little, interested.

"A deal," he purred. "I'd love to. Only for you, of course." He chuckled, and Jake wanted to tear him apart with his bare hands.

"I want you to let Jane go. Let her go completely, and make sure she doesn't die from the withdrawal. In return, I'll give you... Myself..." Jake lowered his head, defeated. He knew that that was all Dirk would accept. Dirk chuckled.

"Ooh, sure," he drawled. He pulled his hand out from under Jane's skirt, and snapped his wet fingers. Two men appeared, more obviously demons. Dirk gestured to Jane.

"Take her away and see she's helped with the drug, understand?" The demon men took Jane, carrying her away. Jake sighed, bound by honor. He dropped his weapons to the ground, as well as the leather gauntlets Jane had bought him. At least she would be safe now.

Dirk patted the couch next to him, and Jake shamefully went over, dragging his feet on the plush carpet. He sat down, tense and disgusted by the incubus next to him. Dirk chuckled lightly, and held up a Trickster-covered finger.

"Go ahead, Jake. And then I'll let you in on a little secret about that second present of mine. I'm sure you know by now that you're the first one." Jake nodded, and obediently sucked on Dirk's finger. The drug was too sweet on his tongue, and he wanted to gag. He fought to swallow, feeling the Trickster act quickly, already dulling his mind. He looked over at Dirk, who had picked up a remote and was holding it in his hand. Jake was seriously getting hazy, the larger dose of the powerful drug more than enough for a first timer.

"Now Jake, you know what I love about being a demon?"

Jake shook his head. Dirk stroked his fingers over Jake's jawline, making the hunter shiver. Dirk gestured to a glass pane that had a curtain behind it. It nearly blended in with the wall in the dim light, but Jake watched, getting more and more hazy.

"I can lie when I make a deal," Dirk whispered sensually to Jake, hitting a button on the remote in his hand. The curtain was lifted, and Jake saw Jane there, being viciously fucked by the two demons that had carried her away. She seemed like she was screaming, in pain or pleasure Jake couldn't tell. But anger and hatred burned through him, making him think clearer. He dove for his blessed knife. Dirk dove after him, grabbing him with his supernatural strength.

Jake had the knife in his hands, and was prepared to stab Dirk. Dirk held his wrist in one hand and the drugs in the other. The demon leaned down, until his chest was pressed against the tip of the knife.

"Go ahead, English. Kill me. You and Janey both can go through withdrawal. Kill me, and I'll see you in hell, real soon," he growled, his eyes fading from amber-tinged human ones, to ones that seemed doll-like, and were a bright blue. Dirk blinked his dead eyes, chuckling, as Jake hesitated. Dirk grabbed the knife, hissing as the holy metal seared his skin.

"DO IT," he snarled, his face inches from Jake's. Jake wanted to, but knew that he couldn't put Jane in that danger. He sighed, and let the knife fall, choosing the lesser of two evils.

This didn't appease Dirk, and the demon flew into a rage.

"YOU'RE WEAK, ENGLISH, WEAK," he howled, gripping Jake's throat. Jake could feel the demon's sharp nails pierce his skin a little, but didn't fight back. Dirk shook him, snarling. Finally, he picked up the dropped bag of drugs, and dumped the sparkling pink powder on Jake's face. Jake choked, and the large amounts of the drug entering his system made him pass out.

Author's Note:
They'll be fine. But only after a long, long time.

Loooooooooooooooooong time.