We'll Let The Fires Just Bathe Us

I’d forgotten what it was like to be lectured by Eliza but she was wrong. I didn’t care about Lex. I didn’t.

Oh yeah? Then why are you painting.

A voice taunted in my head.

I’m not.
I
thought back, setting the palette down and walking out of the room. I sighed, looking over my balcony. I didn’t mean what I said. Alex wasn’t useless or stupid or ugly or worthless. I was just angry.

Then go tell him that. Apologize.

“No.” I snarled in a whisper back to myself.

I couldn’t. My pride being hurt wasn’t the only thing that could happen.

Well you have to do something. Alex might do something stupid if you don’t.

Well what am I supposed to do?

I sighed. I couldn’t get through this one alone. I called Rian to me.

“Yes?”
“Man, I need help.” I sighed.

Rian had been my friend for years. He was technically my assistant but I hardly ever used him, I more just provided a home and money for him because he was my friend. He was unlike a lot of demons in a sense where he wasn’t animalistic. He didn’t let his evil urges overtake him. I explained my predicament to him and when I finished, he sighed.

“Damn, why can’t you just say sorry?”
“Because I’m the master.” I spat. “I shouldn’t have to. He should just act like it didn’t happen because that’s what slaves do.”
“Whoa man, don’t hulk out on me. You knew he wasn’t like that when you bought him in the first place. You knew he’d be a challenge.”
“Yeah I know I’m just…” I sighed.
“You’re too proud.” He murmured.
“Yeah and besides, if I start going soft, you know what could happen.” I said gravely.

He stiffened.

“That can’t happen. The chaos that would ensue..”
“Exactly. It’s not just that I’m too proud, if I start becoming…Good.” I spat out the word as if it burned to even think it.

When I fell in love with Patrick, I’d gotten lucky. The only thing that kept Hell from crumbling was the fact that my shadow was still in me, keeping me evil. When it left, I’d only been without it for three days and Hell almost fell. Hell is already weak as it is, if I fell in love with Alex, it wouldn’t stand a chance because love changes you. Love turns you from angry to calm, sad to happy, and in my case, evil to good.

“Okay so you can’t outright say it, what else could you do? Is there something he wants?”
“I’ve given everything he could need.” I replied.
“How’d you get him to forgive you after you took him to Tony’s?”
“Um well he got drunk, which probably had a lot to do with it, then I fucked him but I made it good for him too.” I replied. I internally smiled because I could say stuff like that to Rian. Not a lot of people have a friend like him.
“Well why can’t you do that again?”
“He probably knows to stay away from alcohol around me.” I chuckled.
“No I mean the other part. Make him feel good and don’t accept anything for you in return.” He said.

I swallowed. I knew one thing I could do.

“Thanks Rian, I think I have an idea.” I smiled before turning and briskly walking to Alex’s room.

He and Eliza were sitting on his bed laughing but as soon as I walked in, it halted.

“Eliza, could you give us a moment?”
“What so you can hurt him again? I don’t think so.” She snapped, standing up.

Alex’s eyes blew wide.

“Leave or I’ll make-“ I stopped myself.

Threatening Alex’s only friend probably wouldn’t help my case. “Eliza, please.” She gave me a surprised look but it only lasted a second before she nodded and left quietly.

“Here to give your useless, stupid, ugly, worthless slave a few more adjectives to describe themselves with?”
“Alex fucking-“ I bit my tongue, I’d almost gone off again.

I took a deep breath and walked over to his bed, he shifted away from me when I sat down.

“Come here.” I murmured.

Alex didn’t move other than the fact that his glare grew more intense.

“Fuck you.”
“Come here.” I snapped, grabbing his shirt and pulling him to me, my other fist raised.

Damn it Jack, can’t you go five minutes without hurting anyone?

He just gazed up at me with an amused look in his eye. Whatever he’d been thinking, he looked like I’d just proved him right. I let go of him and unclenched my fist.

“Jack, just fucking-“ He was cut off by my lips crashing against his.

He tried to fight me off, he probably thought I was doing this for myself. I pinned his arms above his head and locked his body to the mattress with mine.

“Stop, no” He whimpered.
“Lex, let me do this. Trust me.”

I didn’t deserve his trust and he knew that, but for some reason, he stopped fighting. I pulled his clothes off quickly and placed kisses all over his chest before moving down. I pecked down his skinny stomach, giving each individual rib a kiss. When I got to his hip bone, I nipped the left one making his gasp. I chuckled a bit an sucked the skin until it was a lovely red color, I knew it would be purple in a few minutes. I brought my hand to his already half hard member and started stroking it.

“F-fuck.” He whispered, fisting the sheets.

He thought this was the extent of what I was going to do so when I licked the head of his dick, he cried out and breathed deep. I swirled my tongue around the tip a bit before sinking down farther, sucking as I did so. His little whimpers and whines filled my ears and made me struggle not to stop sucking him off and slam into him because with the sounds he was making, I wanted to claim him as mine all over again. I wanted him to feel me deep inside of him and feel me taking over every part of his body. But I settled for dragging him so that his lower half of hanging off the bed, wetting my fingers, and sending one into him as I reattached my mouth to his dick and bobbed. As for my own pleasure, this would just have to do. He shivered when I found his spot. I knew his body better than he did.

“M-more, Sir, please.”
“Call me Jack this time, Lex.” I murmured, sending another in.
“Fuck, Jack.” He whined.

His breathing started getting hard and I could tell he was getting close. I sucked hard and started finger fucking him harder, hitting his prostate every single time and before I knew it, he’d let go.

“SHITFUCKINGDAMNIT JACK!” He screamed.

I watched him in his beauty as he slowly came down from his high. I swallowed everything and climbed into bed with him, pulling him up. I always knew when he came back because the glaze over them would disappear and his eyes would become more clear. I kissed the side of his forehead chastely and pulled him into my chest.

“I know you were just angry.” Alex said, breaking the silence.

I smiled at the ceiling.

I’d been forgiven.

Notes

Title cred: All Of My Heart - Sleeping With Sirens