Demon Love Story

Demon Love Story

Christian’s Heart pt. 2

What seemed to Christian to be minutes later, but was actually hours later, the blond was awakened by terrified wails from the side room. He bolted up and rushed into the curtained room immediately. He threw back the window curtains and kneeled next to the bed. The boy, whom he’d named Heart, was sitting up and staring wide eyed into nothing with tears running down his pale angelic face.

Christian shook him. “What?! Heart!?”

Heart snapped out of it and looked at Christian. A whimper escaped his throat and he began to cry again.

“Come along…” Christian led him from the smaller room into the larger chamber that was his own bedroom. Looking out of his expansive windows he noticed that the sun was high in the sky and frowned. Honlyonly been asleep for about six hours.

He took Heart to another side chamber on the eastern side of his bedroom and placed him on a mound of pillows and floor cushions that sat off idly to the side. He went over to the massive soaking tub that was situated near another sizeable window that granted a privileged view of the Palace gardens.

Christian opened the curtains wide and let sunlight pour into the room, illuminating everything inside, including a tired looking Heart that was currently poking at a cerulean felt covered pillow with disinterest. The tall blond shook his head and began to run some warm water and joined the boy in the sitting area. He saw the boy falling asleep and rubbed his back to keep him alert.

“No, no my Heart. It’s time to stay up now.”

Heart looked around sleepily. “Are we going to eat now?”

“No, we’re going to have a bath and then some helpers with bring us our lunch. Stay awake now.” Christian then stood and began to rid himself of his silk pajama pants. Heart blushed and looked away. The blond smiled and went over to the tub.

“Come take a bwithwith me Heart. I won’t bite.” He got in and added some bath salts. Heart shook his head and crossed his arms loosely.

“Why not?” Christian poured water from his hand. “The water is warm and there’s plenty of room.”

The boy just sat there staring at him and Christian began to wash himself, quickly becoming cross. “If you don’t hurry the water will be cold and I will not run another bath for you.”

Heart walked over to the bathing tub and Christian kissed his fore head. “I will never hurt you. Now, come on. I’ll wash your hair.”

When the boy undressed, Christian lifted him into the tub. The water bobbed just below his chin and Christian thought this was the most darling thing he had ever seen. He laughed and poured water over the boy’s head.

“I will teach you many things my Pet…’ The young man began to wash Heart’s hair. “And you’ll never have to do what I do what I do. I’m going to save you from all of this…” Christian rinsed the boy’s hair and began to wash his small supple body.

“What work?” the boy asked.

Christian felt a smile creep onto his face then shook his head. What he’d been thinking added up to child molestation. “Well…my dear Heart…I sleep with other people for money. Very, very powerful people. And then, my ‘boss’, the owner of this entire big building, takes a portion of my money so I can live here and have all these nice things.”

“Oh.”

“Oh? What do you mean ‘oh’?”

Heart flushed. “I thought the man was…hurting you…last night…”

Christian pinched his nose and cupped his face. “You were supposed to be asleep Heart!”

“…” The boy looked down into the soapy water. “I wanted to stay with you…”

“You can’t…oh, little darling, I work at night. Soon, you’ll work too. You’ll help me.”

Heart flinched and tensed up. Realizing his mistake in word choice, he reassured the boy.

“Not like that.” He kissee boe boy’s cheeks again and whispered into his ear. “Never like that. Never like me.” Heart looked up and Christian gave him a smile. “You can do things like bring me drinks and do massage or run baths for me and set up all the pretty candles I use…” He stopped, thinking.

“…do you sleep with the other men a lot?”

Christian sighed and shook his head as he began to pour water over the child. “We’re done now. Come on. It’s time to eat.” He helped the boy out of the tub and dressed him in soft cotton colors that were faded and worn. He walked around the boy, admiring his cuteness, when Heart frowned, pulling at the tiny half shirt he was dressed in.

“Heart, quit it.” He adjusted the boy’s pants and tied them off with a small silken string. “It’s supposed to be short and cute and draw attention to your cute lil’ belly!” He kissed it for emphasis and Heart gave a giggle.

“Good! I’ll have one of the girls make you some clothes or maybe even some sandals…or maybe Madam will let me take you to Market…”

The young man then left the boy to go indulge himself in his own dressing rituals. When he fin finished Christian was decked out in a long sleeveless robe with no tie and faded loose cotton pants that used to be blue. He put on his tie sandals, the sexy ones that tied up his calf, and brushed his golden locks till they shone. Heart followed him around the room everywhere he went like a lost puppy.

“Wait!” he wailed pitifully.

The d tud turned and gave a teasing grin. ‘Hurry up now! Learn to keep up!”

Heart gave a piteous whine and actually fell to the floor as he slipped on the corner of a sheet that had found its way to the floor. He immediately began to cry and Christswooswooped over to pick him up and comfort him.

“Hush now…” Christian kissed him gently and the boy immediately cut off the tears. Heart bit his lip and chewed it sulkily. “None of that…” He dried Heart’s face and carried him downstairs into the hustle and bustle of a daytime whore house.


When Christian reached the dining area all the sudden noise spooked Heart into silence and he hid his face in the comfort of Christian’s neck Christian went over to a table where several women sat, already eating their meals.

“Corsica?”

A curvy, full figured woman looked up from her plate and beamed sunshine. She spotted Heart and began to gush. “Oh! He’s a darling! Fatima told us you chose a boy! What’s his name?”

At this many of the other courtesans gathered around Christian to admire the wheaten haired boy.

“Aw…he’s so cute –”
“Christian, he’s got eyes just like yours –”
“Oh, his skin is so soft! –”
“Will Madam let you keep him? –”

Just then, the proprietor of the Daru city Pleasure Palace stepped into the dining hall. She was a large woman with full lips and an even fuller figure. A white boa lingered about her shoulders and an arrogant swagger lingered in her step.

“What’s all this? Some of you will have work today! Hurry up and earn the Madam some money!”

“Yes Madam!” the group chorused.

The woman sauntered over to Christian and looked Heart over. The boy squeaked and began to tremble.

“So…this is the one…” She ran a finger down Heart’s exposed spine and the boy began to cry. Again.

Christian glared at her. “What did you do!?”

“It’s what those men did to him Honey. As payment for the cargo they said they wanted a little time with some of the new ones. I stopped them before they got a chance with the little prince here but –”

“Madam!” he said, narrowing his eyes, “He’s a baby! He’s too young!”

She took Christian’s chin in her hands. “You started at seven.”

“No. He’s mine Madam!” he stepped closer to her. “Please? He’s just a boy!”

“So were you.”

“But –please? I like him!”

The woman regarded the squalling boy and shook her head. “I suppose. Besides, he’d probably jury ary anytime a customer came for him. He’s your responsibility.”

Christian smiled. “Can I go to market?”

“Boy…” the woman smiled. “Get. And buy him proper things! And a toy!”

Christian smiled and walked away from his boss and matron mother. As he gathered food for the boy to eat he noticed that at least Heart had quit his crying and was now hiccupping into his shoulder. He put a variety of fruits and vegetables on his plates as well as some choice meats, courtesy of their paying customers, cheeses and some juice for his young charge. He then returned upstairs.

With an incredulous eyew raw raised, Christian watched Heart devour nearly the whole plate of food. He was quietly sipping away at his wine, allowing the boy to eat his fill.

“That is enough Heart. Drink the rest of your juice and stop.”

Heart immediately complied and guzzled down the remains of a pomegranate orange juice mix. Christian leaned and wiped the boy’s face off. Heart blushed and Christian licked his cheek then continued to wipe his hands off. He smoothed his charge’s hair and straightened his clothes.

‘We’re going to market now. Stay close to me and –”

Heart wrapped his arms around Christian’s neck and the teen sighed. “Alright then…”

He obliged the boy and picked him up, allowing him to snuggle close.

“I won’t carry you forever…”


In the markets of Daru city, the leading courtesan of the top Pleasure Palace in town was recognized, if not well loved, by many of the people. He took Heart along with him to a high end cloth merchant and tailor’s shop and ushered the boy inside before him. As the day has progressed Heart had already been bought sandals of real bull leather and a dyed wax paper pinwheel that kept him well occupied while Christian had stopped to talk to friends. The boy played with his toy now as Christian went right to the back to talk with the owner of the establishment.

“Kalid…” Christian purred, touching the folds of fabric that lined the shelves, “I need you to make some clothes my my little boy out there…”

The olive skinned man let his hooded eyes roam Christian’s exposed midriff as he spoke, taking in the blonde’s body. Christian had changed into a higt vet vest and hip hugging baggy green linen pants.

“Well…these are my finest, finest fabrics…” he cupped Christian’s chin. “It would…cost a high price for me to part with them…a very high…” The man was now running his hand up Christian’s torso. “…price…”

Christian, not at all moved, poured a pile of gold and silver onto a small table beside them. “Will this be enough?”

Kalid walked over and closed the dividing curtain to his back room workshop. He was lean and tall with a neat goatee and a dagger shaped scar under his right eye. He turned back and smiled lecherously at the teen.

“I’m sure we can work it out…” He motioned towards another door that led to yet another back room, safe from the ears of a certain little boy.

Christian put the money back in his pouch and snorted. “I will go elsewhere to a place where real business is done. I am not working right now.”

Kalid stepped over to Christian and slid his arms about his waist, pushing his erection forward into his crotch. “I will pay any fee…” He whispered lustily.

The blond looked off, thinking. Meanwhile, Kalid began to kiss his neck amorously, licking and nipping gently. Christian came back to the present as Kalid pushed him against a table and began to undo his vest.

“No. I have money –”

Kalid cut him off with and intruding tongue and began grinding him mercilessly. Christian kissed back, growing slightly aroused. He pushed Kalid away and ran a finger along his waistline.

“Kalid…don’t you dare rape me…”

The merchant grinned and came to push against him again. “Then…what should I do?”

“Do you desire my body?”

“Yes.”

“How badly?”

“Very badly.”

“Kalid, you have a wife, three wives in fact, and nearly twelve kids…ah, ah…”

The merchant was beginning to pull Christian’s pants down. “Now…” He kissed Christian hungrily and the blond giggled and pointed over to the door way.

“Huh?” Kalid looked over to see Heart staring at them, pinwheel in hand. Christian pushed him away and strode over to the boy.

“We are going Heart. Come along.” He took the boy’s hand and began to pull him along.

“But –”

“Heart, do not argue.” Christian pulled him again and this time the boy followed.

Back in the open market, Christian could not find a merchant to sell cloth to a courtesan at a decent price. He decided to return to the Palace empty handed. It was nearly sundown.

**

A dark haired man leaned over a scrying pool in the realm of Darkover, a smile on his face. His companion slithered up near him and gazed over his shoulder.

“Checking again, Master?”

“Just keeping tabs…just keeping tabs…”


**

When Christian returned to the Palace he took the boy to the room of one of his friends, Corsica.

The plump woman opened the door with gusto at his knocks. “Hello!? Oh! Christian! I thought you were a customer! What do you need?”

“Clothes for Heart. No one wanted to be…reasonable.”

She nodded. “Put him down, bring him in.”

He did as he was told and when they made it inside, Corsica quickly took Heart’s measurements then shooed them out.

“Bye boys!” she called and slammed the door behind them.


Christian took Heart back upstairs and the littoy woy went to the bed and took off his sandals. He kicked his legs and looked at Christian.

“Now…Heart…all of tonight…I will be working. You are to stay in your room, over there.” He indicated the room the boy had slept in the night before.

Heart bit his lip. “But I want to stay with you!”

Christian had already begun to change and so, was moving about the room. He slipped into a pair of silken pants and rubbed perfumed oil on his skin and in his hair.

“You can’t darling Heart! Not until I start to…to teach you how to do certain things. You can’t stay in the room.”

Christian went over to him and picked him up again. “I will bring you dinner and give you a bath if I can, alright? If not…” He took Heart to his room and showed him a small door that revealed a stair cased passage way leading downstairs. “This will lead you to the kitchen. Tannin will feed you. He’s blond too and tall.”

Heart slipped out of his arms and clung to Christian’s leg. “No…”

Christian squatted and kissed the boy all over his face. “You’ll be fine dear Heart! Okay?”

Cue the waterworks. Tears began to free themselves from Heart’s eyes and Christian felt bad.

“Shhh…” He pressed his lips against the boy’s for a brief moment. “No more tears! You’ll be okay! Okay?”

The boy nodded and Christian wiped his face. “Why’re you crying anyway? I’m right there, darling. Right outside. Hm?”

Heart shook his head and clung to the blond. Christian sighed. “Okay…okay.” He looked at him. “You know I’m right outside. Just peek out of the curtain. Okay?”

Heart nodded reluctan

“Good.”

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*So, how was this? I'm not going to indroduce any had core lemony fresh action yet so, just chill. Next chapter definately.
* Isn't Heart a lil' cutie? He's cries alot though, but you'll soon see that Chrissy does too...am i making rhese whores seem to normal? like selling your bis jis just fine? Am i making it seem okay enough that you guys think it's totally cool or that you guys think that i think it's totally cool?
*Anyway...more chapters on the way! PLEASE REVIEW! IT'S THE RIGHT THING TO DO!
*SCHWARZWALD LUVS YA'LL!!!!