Whoa another sexy scene in this one! ~ I swear I thought these were more spaced out when I wrote them lol

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The process to free him was very long and tedious. Lucien didn't know the legal system could be so complicated and all he could do was sit and wait. His trial wasn't fun, despite the best efforts of the lawyer Dante supplied, he was sure the jury would still convict him.

But he was happily surprised when the fiery red headed woman, Linda Travis, was able to discredit his 'victim'. She didn't go easy on the man, bringing up passed grievances from his superiors as well as times he'd gotten into fights with other officers. When the prosecutor saw that he was losing he tried to insinuate that Lucien had been disoriented and scared and he'd mistaken the police officer for a threat.

Like Linda told him though, he stayed firm with his story. He didn't understand why she dressed him to make him look younger than he was, but he supposed it gained sympathy from the jury; especially when his scars and injuries were brought forth to the jury. The family and Jason were even brought in as character witnesses, well except for Trevor and Jessica, they had to sit and watch.

It was the final day of the trial and the jury had left the room an hour ago to discuss their verdict. Lucien felt like slamming his head on the table in front of him, or breaking something by looking at it. Oh what the hell? He thought turning his gaze to the prosecutor as he brought a glass of water up to his lips. He shut one eye and mentally grinned when the bottom half of the glass shattered and water splashed over his suit.

Linda pulled on his ear after shutting the file she was looking over. "Behave brat or I'll pull your ear off."

"Ow, it-it wasn't me." He stammered before she released his ear.

"You really need to work on that stutter." She 'tsk'ed at him while he rubbed his poor ear.

I'll never understand why Dante told her about my powers. He thought, looking over his shoulder and spotting the blonde man in the far back of the room. If he was bored, he certainly didn't look it. "Um, Linda." He started looking back toward his lawyer. "You've known Dante a long time right?"

"Five years now." She deadpanned, fixing the papers in front of her. "Why? Want to know more about him?"

"Yes."

She sighed and patted his head. "All you need to know is that your ass is going to be sore."

He chocked on his own spit, a blush rising to his cheeks and he glared at her when she laughed at him. "That's not funny."

"No but your face when you get flustered is. I think it's because of the tattoo's." she said with a smirk while poking his forehead.

"Stop treating me like a child, I'm a grown man damnit!" he hissed, his eyebrow twitching in annoyance when she just chuckled and pinched his cheek.

"Awe, aren't you cute? I'm glad Dante is keeping you around."

No wonder I'm gay. Women are weird. He thought turning away from her while nursing his cheek. He sat up straight in his seat when the door in the corner of the room opened and the jury entered.

"Has the jury reached a verdict?" The judge asked once they'd been seated.

A man at the end stood up and nodded. "We have your honor, we find the defendant John Doe; not guilty."

He breathed a large sigh of relief and relaxed in his chair. "Linda can I hug you?"

"Only if you want me to file a sexual harassment suit against you."

"…Are we going to be seeing a lot of each other?"

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Lucien spread his arms out wide in front of the courthouse and Jessica and Trevor almost tackled him.

"Thanks for your help Linda." Dante said with a small nod of his head to the woman as she walked up beside him.

"I wouldn't pick my teeth with small town prosecutors." She scoffed, adjusting her purse on her shoulder, watching the small reunion on the sidewalk. "Jealous?" she asked him with a small upward turn of her lips.

"Of what?"

"Of that." She said nodding her head to Lucien as he spun around holding a laughing four year old above his head. He shot her a glare out of the corner of his eye and she waved it off. "Honey, I'm a lawyer; we're barely considered human. That glare doesn't work on me."

"My gun does." He grunted looking up seeing his car come to a stop in front of the steps leading to the courthouse. "Lucien!" he called out as he walked down the steps, getting not only his attention but also the family and friend with him. "Time to leave, say your goodbyes."

"Byes?" Trevor asked looking up at him before tears weld up in his eyes. "I don't want Lotion to go!" he started to cry, grabbing onto his shirt tightly and not letting go until his father pulled him off.

Lucien rubbed his head and smiled at him gently. "I'm sorry buddy, but I have to go for now alright?"

"Why are you leaving with him?" Jessica asked crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at the blonde man.

"He paid for the lawyer. I'm just going to go work for him until I can pay off the debt." He explained as simply as he could, trying to make sure that he didn't tip them off just who Dante was. "I wish I had some kind of big speech or something to say, but I don't. All I have is," he pressed his hands together in front of him and tried to blink away tears as he bowed slightly to them. "Thank you all so much for making me feel like I was part of a family." He gave them all one last tight hug before stopping at Jason. "I hope you find someone that'll make you happy."

Jason reached out and pulled him into a tight hug. "You better come back through town or I'll kick your," he shot a look at Trevor to remind himself not to swear. "Butt."

He laughed and patted his back so he let go of him. "There you go, obsessed with my butt again." He rubbed his arm when the taller male punched him.

"Lucien!" Dante yelled again.

"Bye guys." He said while walking backwards and waving to them. "Thank you all for everything! I promise I'll visit as soon as I can!" he almost shouted when he got further and further away. He looked up at Dante when his hand landed on his shoulder before letting the man guide him into the black car. He slid across the seat to the far end and watched Dante get in and shut the door. "Feels like you just sealed my fate with that." He muttered, leaning his head against the tinted window as the luxury car began to move.

"No." Dante grabbed onto his wrist and pulled him against him, lifting his chin up and pressing their lips together tightly. He let him pull away and tapped the tip of his nose. "I sealed your fate with that."

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Why do I have to stay in the same room as you?" Lucien asked looking around the rather standard hotel room with two beds.

"From this moment on you're my personal body guard. That means you have to be in the same place as me at all times." Dante explained while undoing his tie.

He turned to face the man feeling him walk closer to him. "Uh, that was a pretty long drive." He said holding up his hands and backing away from the blonde. "I'm a little tired."

"I really don't care."

Lucien glared at him. "I don't want to and you said you weren't a rapist!"

Dante stopped advancing toward him and gave him a look that was a mixture of annoyed, anger and stress. "I'm about to change that. Either you do this willingly," he pulled the loose tie off around his neck and pulled it taught in front of wide ebony eyes. "Or I'll tie you up. You're choice."

He swallowed thickly. "You know I'm tempted to start using my powers on you."

Blue eyes narrowed at him. "Listen here you little punk," he snarled, walking closer to him and quickly grabbing his arm when he tried move away from him again. "You owe me. Not only do you owe me money, but you owe me time." He said pushing him toward one of the beds. "You can not begin to comprehend the kind of people and how many of them I have breathing down my neck nor the hoops I've had to jump through to get your little ass out of jail." He shoved him back onto the bed and leaned down onto the bed over him. "Not only are you my bodyguard but you will also serve as an outlet for my frustrations. As soon as you accepted my help, your ass became mine and it's time for you to get used to that." He said darkly, grabbing his dress shirt and ripping it open to reveal his scarred chest.

X~X~X~X~X~X

He flinched and bit back a whimper, grabbing onto the other mans hands to stop him for a moment. "D-don't be to rough?"

"Maybe." He muttered, moving away from him to shrug off his suit jacket and starting to unbutton his shirt. "If you take off your clothes and suck my dick again."

Clothes and shoes were soon scattered onto the floor along with Dante's boundelor, which was slung onto the headboard of the bed. Lucien winced when Dante tightened the tie wrapped around his hands, binding them behind his bare back. "I thought you weren't going to do that." He growled against the sheets, not looking up when he felt the bed dip in front of him from the weight of another body.

The blonde grabbed him by the bicep and pulled him further up the bed. "It's for being a smartass." Dante said leaning his back against the headboard of the bed, taking a hold of short spikes of white hair and guiding his mouth to the head of his hardening length.

Lucien shot a glare up at him before shutting his eyes and taking the mans member into his mouth.

Dante let out a breath and smirked at the feeling of the hot mouth moving up and down his erection. He moved his hand from white hair and slowly slid down his neck until his fingers brushed over the smooth texture of the first scar on his lithe back. A moan sounded from the mouth around his length and he saw Lucien's hips dip into the bed. "Oh? Are you already hard?" he asked with a chuckle. "That didn't take long."

You're one to talk. Lucien thought. You were already hard before I put you in my mouth. "Nmn!" he gasped when the man bucked into his mouth. He pulled away from the erection with a small cough. "Don't do that! You're gonna choke me!" he coughed out, looking up to glare at him before it withered away from the sharp, lustful and angry look the man was giving him. "Ow!" he grunted when Dante's hand returned to his hair and his mouth was forced back on his erection, pushing him all the way down until his nose touched the dark coarse hair at the base of his length and nearly making him gag.

"How's that?" he asked in a low tone. "You don't stop until I tell you too." He pushed him down harder and ignored the muffled cry. "Now keep going."

A-asshole! He mentally growled with a wince as he went back to what he was originally doing, this time Dante keeping a firm hand on his head.

"Stop." He finally grunted and pulled Lucien off his dick, letting the other male gasp and pant to regain his breath. He reached down to his pants next to the bed and pulled out a condom from one of the pockets.

Lucien pulled at the tie around his wrists, biting down groans as his erection rubbed against the rough sheets as a result of his struggling. "Will you please untie me?" he asked turning his head in time to see Dante move from beside him to hover over him.

"Perhaps after the third round." The man said, lowering himself down and licking up the straight line of the branding scar that ran up Lucien's spine.

"Th-third round!" He stammered looking over his shoulder at him with eyes. "How many times do you plan on doing it!"

Dante pushed his head back down into the sheets, stretching himself over the length of his back and pressing his throbbing erection against the others ass. "As many times as I want." He whispered into his ear before moving his arm under his waist and lifting his hips up enough to where he could shove his entire girth into the body below him in one thrust.

"Aaaagh!" Lucien screamed loudly, his body shuddering with the surge of pain that came from the forceful entrance. "Sweet mother of fuck!" he shouted, shutting his eyes tight and gritting his teeth together.

Dante grunted, pressing his forehead against Lucien's quivering shoulder blades, trying to start thrusting but found it difficult because of how tightly the younger man was clasping down around him. "Relax. You're squeezing me too tight."

"You relax with a giant cock up your ass!" the User screamed, feeling tears leak pass his tightly shut eyes. "Take it out! For the love of God take it back out!"

The blonde reluctantly complied and pulled back out, raising an eyebrow at the shivering form under him. "It hurts that much?"

"Yes it hurts this much!" Lucien yelled, turning himself onto his side to glare tear filled eyes up at him. "The hell is wrong with you! You never shove it all in like that so quickly!"

"You can't?"

"Of course you-" Lucien cut himself off and stared up at the man closely. "Wait a second." He turned himself fully onto his back and tilted his head to the side. "Is this your first time?"

Dante's face twitched and he looked away.

Must. Not. Laugh. He told himself, trying to keep as straight a face as he could. He snorted slightly and cobalt eyes snapped down to glare at him. "S-sorry." He said with great difficulty. "Aren't you in your thirties though?" he asked, biting his lip so he wouldn't grin. This was too funny.

"I'm twenty-eight." He corrected him in a growl.

Lucien took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "You seemed so sure of yourself before though." He snickered, unable to help himself. "It's actually really surprising and kind of cute that you're a virgin."

"I will shove my gun up your ass if you don't stop giggling."

He shook his head and tried to become serious again. "Okay, okay. I'm done." He said with a small nod of his head. "I'm sorry, but you gotta admit it's a little funny." The look the man gave him showed him he was not amused. "That's a scary face." He muttered. "But wait you knew I was, uh, what'd you call it."

"Trained." He reminded him, rubbing a hand over his face. "That's because I've tried before on prostitutes and in brothels with men and women. I could never…" he stuck his thumb up, glaring at him again when he heard another snicker.

"Well I feel special now." He grinned. "I'm the first person to get you aroused. Flattering really." He sighed and rolled back onto his stomach holding up his wrists. "Alright you won me over. Untie me please?"

Lucien's wrists were slightly red when the tie was removed, but it hardly mattered as he gripped onto Dante's shoulders, the blonde's fingers moving in and out of his slightly sore entrance. "Nmgh." He moaned, pressing his face against his neck. "Ugh, no wonder you're sure of yourself."

Dante huffed, adding a third finger into the shivering body sitting on his lap and clinging to him. "Yes I'm very familiar with this part."

He moaned again. "You got overexcited then?" he asked with a shuddering sigh.

"I suppose I did."

Lucien grinned at him. "So you aren't perfect?" his grin was quickly replaced with an expression of ecstasy when he pushed deeper into him and his fingers brushed against his prostate. "Nnh, I think I'm ready." He felt the fingers pull out before he was lowered onto the bed and the hot blunt tip of the erection pressed against his stretch entrance. "Remember slowly." He panted feeling the length slowly ease inside of him, his nails digging into the skin of his shoulders wrapping his legs around the man's waist when he was fully inside of him. "Now hold still." He had to take a few moments to get used to the large length inside him.

Dante growled in annoyance, his hands gripping onto the sheets tightly. It was so tight and hot, he wanted nothing more than to pound the small body into the mattress, but apparently that would break his bodyguard in two. "You're doing this for pay back aren't you?" he grunted.

Lucien let out a breathy laugh while answer, "I guess a little, but really you need to let my body get used to it, you're pretty big."

"After this I don't have to hold back for the next round?" he asked, raising an eyebrow when Lucien's hands let go to flop back down onto the bed an exasperated look on his face. "What?"

He rubbed his hands over his face. "I know you're excited to finally get twenty some odd years of sexual frustration out, but you better limit tonight's activity if you want me to be able to walk tomorrow and we can't do this kind of thing every night." He held up his hands seeing blue orbs narrow into a glare. "Sorry, but you gotta give me some time to heal it's not like I'm a woman; my parts aren't really made for this."

"You could get a sex change."

Lucien's eyebrow twitched before he reached up and pinched the mans cheeks. "Dear god you're going to kill me."

He bucked his hips forward and Lucien let out a pleasurable gasp as it rubbed against his prostate. "You seem ready. Can I move now?"

He moaned and nodded slowly, gasping loudly and his eyes flying wide open when Dante began to thrust hard and fast into him. "W-wait!" he panted, pressing his hand against the mans shoulder to try and get him to slow down.

Dante took a hold of the hand and slammed it down on the bed, leaning down to lick a small scar on his collarbone. "I'm tired of slow." He muttered against his skin, sliding his hands underneath Lucien's knees and pressing them almost against his shoulders; the new position allowing him to slide in deeper and quicker. Dante grunted softly feeling the form beneath him spasm around his length before grinning down at him. "You seem to like this though. You're making such a lewd expression." He chuckled, his eyes narrowing as he took in the younger males brightly flushed cheeks, wide open panting mouth and deep black eyes glazed over with pleasure and glistening from tears. He let go of his legs to grab a hold of his face, sliding his tongue into his open mouth before pressing their lips together.

Sh-shit this is to damn good. Lucien thought, wrapping his arms around Dante's shoulders and kissing him back fiercely, brushing his tongue along the one invading his mouth before letting out a muffled cry when the intruder forced his into submission.

Suddenly the sound of ringing broke through the noise of the bed creaking and Lucien's muffled moaning.

Dante broke the kiss with a growled out swear word while Lucien blinked in confusion. "Wh-ahn is tha-aah!" he tried to ask between pants.

"My phone." The blonde muttered, reaching down to his pants and pulling his cell phone from the pile of clothes.

"Don't answer it!" Lucien shouted in embarrassment, his face growing redder that the man was choosing to answer the phone at now of all times.

"If I don't answer they'll just keep calling." He explained, scowling at the phone. "He calls at the worst times."

"Anyone important?"

"Just my eldest brother." The blonde raised an eyebrow when the phone flew out of his hand and into Lucien's, watching him with curiosity as he answered the call.

"Dante's busy fucking my brains out." He said in a surprising monotone voice. "I highly suggest not calling back, asshat."

"What! Who-" he heard Matteo yell before Lucien hung up and tossed the phone onto the nightstand.

Dante blinked down in barely concealed surprise before he slowly smirked and chuckled. "I like you more and more by the hour." He muttered before he picked up his lost rhythm and kissed him deeply again. Of course there would be consequences for that little act of rebellion from Lucien, but right now Dante really couldn't care less.

X~X~X~X~X~X

-.-.-.-.-.-.-

He exhaled a stream of smoke from his lips, the glow from the end of his cigarette being the only light in the dark hotel room. Dante turned his gaze down to the peacefully sleeping figure next to him, curled up on his side and the top of his head barely sticking out from under the covers. He reached his hand out and ran his fingers through soft but thin strands of white hair.

He looked down at the bed feeling it shift suddenly and raised an eyebrow at the bump that appeared before it slowly made its way out from under the covers. It was a little unnerving to see those bright glowing white eyes in the dark, but he shrugged it off. "I'm surprised you didn't come out to scratch my face off." He muttered, moving his hand to rub the top of Sunny's head. "I wonder what a normal sized They looks like."

Sunny growled at him and shook his hand off his head before ducking back under the sheets. Dante lifted them up enough to see him cuddling into Lucien's arms, purring once he was against his chest. He let the sheet fall back down and stamped his cigarette out in the ashtray on the nightstand before getting up, tugging on his discarded boxers and getting into the other bed. Sunny obviously wouldn't like him holding Lucien, but he also didn't trust himself to not get aroused again by the young man.

He wasn't sure what it was about him. Perhaps it was the power he had or maybe it was because of his scars, he really didn't know what attracted him to the User. He'd seen and almost bedded far more beautiful individuals than the small scruffy youth.

He turned his head to look at the alarm clock and settled further into the bed to get at least a little sleep before he had to get up and call Matteo, who was no doubt furious. He grinned and chuckled slightly thinking back to how Lucien told him off. He was definitely just what he needed though.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Wake up." Dante said while gently shaking the small body underneath the covers.

"Ngh." Lucien groaned, slowly pushing himself up and looking around with half lidded sleep filled eyes. "Wha time is it?"

Dante chuckled at the sight of Lucien's hair stuck out in every direction. "It's time to leave."

He flopped back down on the bed. "I can't move very well. I told you to stop after the third time." He grumbled glaring up at the already dressed and well put together man.

"You were the one screaming for more."

"Oh God." He groaned, pressing his face against the pillow.

"Yes you screamed that a lot as well." He chuckled, stumbling back slightly when an invisible force pushed him. "If you want to stay in bed I can join you."

Lucien said a muffled swear into the pillow before pushing himself up and getting out of bed, Dante putting a hand on his shoulder to steady him when he began to sway. "Wow you really can't walk very well." He observed rubbing his chin with a hint of a smirk on his lips. "I thought you were joking."

Lucien glared at him tiredly, his shoulders slightly slumped over from exhaustion. "Wipe that smug look off your face."

"I suggest you put on that," he said motioning to the black bag on a hanger, hanging on the doorknob of the bathroom door. "Before I make it harder for you to walk."

"I have morning breath and I'm not afraid to use it." He threatened walking into the bathroom and grabbing the clothes off the door handle before shutting it.

"Feh, cheeky kid." He muttered, taking his phone out and making a call. He had just gotten off the phone when the bathroom door opened.

"I can't do this thing." Lucien said walking out of the bathroom and holding up the deep violet tie. He'd never worn a suit before and he was sure that went for before he got amnesia. Well what he was wearing wasn't really an entire suit, it was just the dark gray vest and pants with a white dress shirt.

Dante slid his cell phone into his pocket and walked over to him. "Watch carefully because I'm only going to do this once." He did it a little slower than normal so Lucien could see exactly what he was doing. "Did you brush your teeth?"

Black eyes blinked at him in confusion before he rolled them. "Yes mother." He said sarcastically before crying out in surprise when Dante pulled on his tie and the mans lips descended onto his.

The blonde pulled away after a few moments, licking his lips that were formed into a small smirk. "I'm more like your daddy." He chuckled down at Lucien's brightly blushing face, tucking the tie into the vest and smoothing it down.

Lucien blushed brightly and glared at him. "I hate you."

"That's not something I want to hear from my bodyguard." He 'tsk'ed walking toward the door.

"Hey I was wondering about that." He called out, trotting after the man to keep up with his long strides through the halls of the hotel. "What the hell do I do exactly? I've never exactly protected someone before."

"You watch my back. Anyone try's to shoot me you stop them." Dante explained simply, stepping into the elevator with Lucien by his side; who was frowning.

"How? I'm 90 pounds soaking wet!" he asked wrinkling his nose.

Dante gave him a blank look before looking down at his shadow as a set of glowing white eyes appeared in it.

"Oh," he muttered with a small blush from embarrassment before shaking it off. "Well I should tell you something about my powers." He said rubbing the back of his neck. "They require a lot of mental concentration from me. Now anything smaller than a car I can do whatever no problem. The size of a car or bigger and I have to really concentrate on that one object; which leaves me open. I can't do the things you probably think I can do with fast moving objects. If I can't see it I can't make it suddenly stop. I can make force fields, but with gunfire it's like there's a little man in my head hitting my brain with a fucking mallet. I can take a certain amount of that pain until I either lose concentration or I pass out."

"…What can you do?"

"I'm clever." He said with a bright grin that made Dante sigh. "Hey I'm only human, despite what everyone seems to think."

"Anything else?"

Lucien hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. "I need Sunny in my shadow to do anything major and…if he's taken to far away from me then we'll start to die. He'll start to vanish and my body will shut down on itself. For all my scars, that's the worst pain I've ever experienced."

He frowned down at him. "It happened before?"

"Once…I wasn't paying attention, someone just grabbed him off my shoulders and started running. Another User took pity on me and got him back into my shadow before any lasting damage was done to my organs." He looked up with a glare at him. "I'm telling you all of this because I have to or you'll put to much pressure on me thinking I can do anything. If you use this information against me I swear to whatever god there is I will make you pay." He growled, pointing a finger at the man.

Dante grabbed onto the finger. "Fair enough, but there are some rules I need to go over with you." He threw his hand to the side. "You never, ever act like this toward me in front of others, especially my family and you treat them with respect."

"Basically be a polite drone?" he asked and receiving a nod. He suddenly stood up straight, looked ahead of him with a blank look on his face and in his eyes. "That I can do rather easily good sir." He said in a monotone voice.

The blonde looked him up and down the way he was now and nodded in approval. "Impressive. At ease."

Lucien relaxed and let out a loud jaw cracking yawn. "Fuck I'm tired." He muttered, walking after Dante when the elevator opened, running a hand through his hair before he grabbed onto the two long locks of hair that framed his face. Remnants of when his hair had been long. "Should I cut these off so I look more professional?" he asked him curiously, holding up the locks of hair drastically longer than the rest of his hair.

He chuckled. "Nothing about you looks professional. Besides," he reached out and tugged on one of the strands. "It suits you."

He blushed slightly and pulled himself free. "Hey isn't it about time we should be leaving!"

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"How you doing there kid?" Jeremiah asked Lucien who was laid out on the couch of the private jet, a cold wash cloth pressed over his face and Sunny fanning him with another.

"Kill me." He groaned, moving the washcloth off his face and shooing Sunny off of his chest. "I've flown before, why the hell does this nauseate me?" he asked slowly sitting up on the couch and rubbing his temples.

"You can fly?" the driver asked in surprise before slapping a hand over his eyes. "Why the fuck am I still surprised by this shit?" No one had asked him about how he felt having this weird mutant work for them. Honestly when Jeremiah saw the thing that apparently the kid can turn into; he just about shit himself. But now looking at the person himself and his little monster they were hardly threatening. He could pretty much bunt kick the black thing and the kid himself he could snap in two. Yeah I'll just keep telling myself that to stay sane. He thought as he reached out for the plate in front of him for his food but grasped nothing. "Huh?" he moved his hand down and glared at the empty plate. "Where the fuck did my sandw-"

Sunny let out a loud burp and cackled up at the annoyed human. "Sunny's sandwich! Sunny's food!"

"Sunny's dead!" Jeremiah growled reaching down to grab the shadow imp but he jumped up and off of the thirty year olds head of spiky black hair.

Lucien sighed and whistled the imp over to stop causing chaos. "Sunny behave." He said firmly and the imp lowered his head with a small growl.

Jeremiah grumbled under his breath at the loss of his food. "Does that thing even shit?"

Lucien blinked at the question and rubbed his chin, staring curiously down his little companion. "You know, I never thought of that before. He's always eating."

"That thing lives in your shadow right?" he asked slowly grinning. "What if that's his toilet? He probably goes off into the corner and does his business."

"Ew! That's disgusting!" the User exclaimed, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "Sunny do you crap in my shadow?"

"Crap!" Sunny repeated with a grin. "Crap! Crap! Crap!"

"Is that a yes or did he just find a new word he likes?" Jeremiah drawled.

Lucien leaned back with a sigh. "He just likes the word. You should have heard him when he learned 'mother fucker'. I almost got into a fight because he said it all the time for a week." He shot the raven-haired man a look when he laughed. "Don't go teaching him any swear words I don't know."

"Well now that you said not to, I have to." He smirked, rubbing the goatee on his face in thought. He looked toward the shut door that separate a different section of seats in the plane; where Dante was currently on a 'business' call. "So is your ass very sore?"

"Shut up." He growled. "My head hurts right now, I don't want to think about the pain in my rectum." He threw his feet up onto the seat and lay back down. "But after over a decade of no sex, really not that surprising."

"What are you talking about? He always goes to brothels whenever he can." Jeremiah snorted. "I swear he get's laid more than me."

Oh crap was that supposed to be a secret? He thought with wide eyes, Jeremiah narrowing his when he saw the look on his face.

"What are you hiding?"

"Nothing!" he said quickly, rolling onto his side with his back to the man.

"Ah…" he nodded slowly before looking down at Sunny. "What's Lucien hiding?"

Sunny pointed to the shut door with a grin. "Cute virgin!"

"Sunny no!" Lucien shouted sitting straight up on the couch.

Jeremiah snorted before erupting into laughter. "Yo-you gotta be shitting me!" he laughed, pressing his head on the table in front of him and banging his fist on it. "All these years! Bwahahahahaha!"

Lucien put his face in his hands, shaking his head back and forth. "I'm so dead. So very dead."

Jeremiah stilled his laughter as best he could when the door opened and Dante entered, the blonde raising an eyebrow at his driver's snickering and the forlorn way his bodyguard was acting. If he cared he would ask. "When we land in New York we have to go straight the warehouse on the harbor." He explained, taking a seat across from Jeremiah, whom was still trying to swallow his laughter. "You're starting to annoy me, what's so funny?"

"N-nothing!" the brunette choked out with a laugh, biting onto his knuckle. "Just…sad that you've been deflowered!" he snorted before starting another laughing fit.

Dante's eyes shut, clenching his fist as he tried to keep his anger in check. "Hold it." He said hearing Lucien try to sneak off to another part of the jet.

"I-I didn't say anything!" he stuttered, holding up his hands. "It was Sunny's fault!" he shouted, pointing down to the imp whom was scratching himself behind his ear with his hind leg.

"Yeah but Sunny repeats what he hears." Jeremiah said with a snicker. "And apparently Lucien called you a cute virgin?"

"I will kill you!" Lucien growled, cracking his knuckles before his face went white when Dante stood up from his seat. He turned around to dart off, but a strong hand grabbed him by the back of his collar and he stumbled over his feet as Dante dragged him to the area of the plane he just came from. "W-wait a second I'm still sore from last night!"

"Then you should have kept your mouth shut." Dante muttered darkly, throwing him into the room before entering himself and shutting the door.

"Poor kid." Jeremiah chuckled before putting on the headphones sitting next to him on the table to block out the sounds of Lucien and Dante joining the mile high club.