The Tangled Web He Weaves

A/N: Hey! A big thanks goes to all who took the time to rate, review, and all of you who chose to give my story a chance. Please continue to do so as the story will only get better. I think the contents of this chapter will suffice to show my gratitude…if you know what I mean. Lol
Sorry, I thought I had mentioned Talon’s eye colour before. His eyes are mahogany/brown. And just in case you’re wondering, his hair is blue because he dyes it that way XD
As for the questions of Incubi, you shall definitely see in later chapters, but their presence is for the most part overlooked.
Now, on with chapter 3!
P.S! Thank you for pointing this out ED, otherwise I could be flamed and reported for plagiarism. Yes, this is a repost, its been revised and will be continued! hooray! As you can see, I am the same author that reposted this fic. :)
kk, now onto chapter 3!
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Chapter 3: Drink Me Down

Talon felt himself dreading six o’clock; he had finally found the energy to move around without feeling like he was going to pass out or throw up. Slowly, he tested his weakened body and placed his feet onto the floor. He stood, swayed slightly, and righted himself by gripping the couch’s arm for support. Darkened blotches on the sofa’s seat cushions caught his attention, a reminder of the day’s earlier events, this made him grimace. He then grabbed his shirt and slipped it on shivering.

He dragged his bare feet slowly across the cool hard wood. He reached his destination--the bathroom, and a darkened figure appeared before him. Flicking on the lights, Talon found that the figure was only his own reflection, but the sight of himself scared him more. Ryo had ravaged his bottom lip, the twin puncture wounds on it had caused it to swell like a mushroom after rain, making him appear to be pouting childishly. He was paler than normal, save for the spot that Ryo had bit him on the neck. The surrounding area of the vampire-esque wound had darkened to a bruised reddish-purple, most likely the result of Ryo sucking on it. So that’s what a hickey from the demon meant.

Cursing the incubus, Talon turned on the tap and splashed his face with ice cold water; a failed attempt to calm his nerves, however at the very least it woke him up. When he stepped out of the washroom, he found that he felt slightly better, at least enough to realize his thirst. Talon took a few tentative steps away from the washroom door and glanced around. There was no sign of Ryo, he was relieved.

Upon his arrival to the kitchenette, he opened the fridge door, and made a move for one of the beers far to the back, but immediately thought better of taking it.

If I’m not in my right mind, who knows what Ryo’ll do to me.

The dull throbbing of his neck served as a clue. He grudgingly grabbed the carton of orange juice instead and without even bothering to use a glass, drank straight from the box. He winced at the stinging sensation as the sour drink fell upon his sore lip.

“Orange juice?” a voice spoke almost directly into Talon’s ear.

At the sound of Ryo’s chillingly close voice, Talon accidentally let the juice flow down the wrong tract. He ended up bent over, choking with the drink spilled all over his front.

“Ugh, I hate orange juice. There’s just something about it, you know?’ Ryo was saying, nudging Talon out of his way and reaching for a can of beer himself. Talon scowled as he heard the can open and the fizz of the carbonated drink.

“W-who…told…you…you could…have— Talon started between fits of coughs.

“Whoa, slow down there.” Ryo said giving Talon a few thumps on the back. Talon straightened up, wiping the juice from his chin with the back of his hand. Ryo regarded him, with an attempt of something like a look of pity, although his much too mischievous features were unable to pull off something so sincere.

“What would you ever do without me?” He spoke, now appearing smug with himself. He proceeded to down the contents of the can, before disposing of the empty canister.

‘Washing down my blood with beer? Ryo, damn you to hell.’

“Yeah…you sure are selfless.” Talon said dryly before shoving the orange juice carton back into the fridge. He closed the refrigerator door with unnecessary force and turned around, to find himself cornered, trapped between the fridge door and the demon; Ryo had him caged in.

Slightly unnerved but unwilling to admit it, Talon said with cold assertiveness, “What are you doing? Move.”

“Look at the time.”

Talon didn’t have to, it was six, he could tell by the look of hunger in Ryo’s eyes.

“I could have sworn…it was a quarter to...” Talon’s voice trailed away just as he felt Ryo’s hand hook the waist of his pants; he tensed in response.

“You’re funny.” Ryo chuckled darkly; he tipped his face to Talon’s and gently took his lips. Talon was tempted to kiss back, and despite himself he felt his member begin to harden slightly in his pants, but he fought the urge to deepen the kiss. He could taste a hint of beer on Ryo’s breath, beer and passion; Ryo drew away. Talon struggled to remain unresponsive; he wouldn’t give Ryo the satisfaction of knowing he was getting to him.

“Hey you make orange juice taste pretty good.”Ryo said, before returning to Talon’s mouth again, nipped gently and sucked at his bottom lip. Talon felt his lip split again, reopening the old wound, the soreness returned and Talon managed to push Ryo off himself.

“Stop that.” He said at once, glaring at the male who stood just inches taller than himself. Ryo watched as Talon briefly licked away the blood that had escaped his lip. And the demon forced Talon harder against the fridge door, driving the breath out of him. He leaned in and kissed the angered face.

“W-we had an agreement!” Talon’s voice was muffled.

Ryo drew himself back and his gaze shifted from Talon’s face.
“We did, didn’t we?” the demon said airily, a tone Talon knew all too well. It meant Ryo hardly heard or cared about what was just said to him. He had something else on his mind.

“Yeah we did, and I mean it,” Talon struggled to keep his voice firm, and to gain Ryo’s attention, his hand found the collar of the incubus’s shirt. “If you step out of line, I swear…I mean, I don’t want any of that stuff from earlier today.” Talon was saying.

Ryo pulled away easily, and the cloudiness left his eyes as his gaze slid to meet Talon’s.

“You still mad about earlier?” Ryo cooed with a mocking pout that mirrored Talon’s.

Talon’s hand felt at his neck.

“You know you were enjoying it at first, don’t you remember?…You should have heard yourself whimper.” Ryo said, his voice dipping into a low tone and he smiled indulgently when he saw Talon stare back, slack-jawed and pink-faced, Ryo made good use of this moment to capture his lips and he pushed his tongue into Talon’s mouth. But he was met with a most unpleasant surprise when Talon’s teeth clamped down wickedly on his tongue. Ryo recoiled at once in shock, his hands flew to his mouth, and it was Talon’s turn to smile.

“Yeah, I remember…” Talon said quietly touching a finger to his still-swollen lip. “So keep your mouth the hell away from mine.”

Ryo slowly lowered his hands, another quirk of his lips spread into a wide grin.

“A meal with some fight in it, that’s fucking sexy. You plan on making this really fun for me, don’t you?” Ryo said, he slid a hand under the thin material of Talon’s shirt, raising goose bumps as his fingers glided across the ripples of his stomach. Talon’s breath hitched in his chest as Ryo’s hand began to travel downwards. Ryo moved in and inhaled deeply, a sweet, delicious scent tickling his nose.

“So, what’s it gonna take to get you hot?” He asked in a voice tinged with lust.

“Eff you, Ryo.” Talon said.

“Sorry, but I don’t do that on the first date.” Ryo said deviousness accented his tone. Talon glared, but in spite of himself his body jolted when he suddenly felt Ryo withdraw his hand and push his hips up against Talon’s front.

Ryo began a slow grind against him. Talon felt his pants becoming too tight, he could feel the hardness through their clothes; Ryo was apparently as aroused as himself. Talon’s legs almost buckled beneath him, he began to pant shallowly.

“That’s the ticket.” Ryo voiced quietly as he continued to coax him into further hardness.

Realizing a greater need, Talon’s fingers dug into Ryo’s hips pulling him closer and gaining more needed friction. Ryo let out a low groan in raw ecstasy at the spike of pleasure that ran through him. His amber eyes rose and locked with Talon’s mahogany gaze. Ryo allowed Talon to draw him into a needy kiss. Both of their eyes drifted shut.

‘This time,’ Talon thought. ‘I won’t let you win.’

Talon felt Ryo’s lips lift into a smile against his as though accepting the challenge. Talon wasted no time, and tugged at the zipper of Ryo’s low-rise jeans, his tongue slipped into the heated crevice of Ryo’s mouth. He could feel Ryo’s fingers threading through his hair. A sudden smarting prick on his tongue made Talon recoil at once.

“Careful,” Ryo spoke; he parted his lips enough for Talon to see the sharp tips of elongated canines, and pointed to his mouth. “Remember?”

Talon nodded his understanding, and returned to indulge in the reckless kiss. He was making progress in opening Ryo’s fly as their tongues entwined together, in a long battle for dominance over the other.

The need for air caused Talon to break the kiss, but Ryo hardly allowed him this liberty. He went in for a second round, his slick tongue snaked past Talon’s lips, pushing the war into the safer battlefield of Talon’s mouth. Talon could tell the velvety muscle stroking along his own knew what it wanted, and was determined to get it.

Slowly, Ryo pulled the other down onto the floor. He rolled over so he was on top. Lips still locked with Talon’s, he moved Talon’s hands from his own hips, forcing them above his head. It was at this point that Ryo withdrew, raising himself to a kneeling position, allowing Talon to gasp desperately for air.

Ryo grinned at the state he had left the other in, and looked down at his now half-opened fly. “Nice try.” He said cheekily, his handsome face accented with that all-too-annoying smirk. He zipped up his jeans.

“Nice try,” Ryo repeated. “But I don’t want come that way, not so soon.”

In retrospect of the situation, Talon realized he should have known Ryo had won the battle the moment their lips touched. Ryo had met all of Talon’s manoeuvres as though he had anticipated them, had led him into a state of mind as though he had a chance to dominate, but stripped him of that hope the moment he saw an opening. He was a true predator.

Talon tried to sit up, only to find that he couldn’t. Somehow, he was stuck fast to the floor. He glanced up at Ryo with an expression that could only be described as ‘what-the-fuck?’.

Ryo watched him amusedly as Talon turned his head slightly to get a view of his wrists. They were bound together by a strong, sticky silken material that kept them adhered to the floor tiles. For a moment he struggled like a trapped animal, until finally, in frustration, he lifted his head and turned back to face Ryo.

Ryo, as could only be expected, was unrepentant. He certainly lived up to his name, a spider demon, who enjoyed the game of bind and capture. Presently, he was watching Talon with a curious and pleased expression. Talon ceased his fruitless struggling.

“No, no,” said Ryo. “Keep struggling if you want; its fun to watch.”
Talon only offered Ryo a withering glare.

“What the hell!” Talon said. “Lemme go! Let me outta this, you jerk!”

Realizing that the entertainment was over, Ryo got down to business. “Let you go? Or what?” Ryo teased as his hands found Talon’s crotch.

“O-or…you don’t wanna know.” Talon whispered viciously. Talon felt cool air rush over his member, as it was released from his pants and boxers. Ryo lifted Talon into his lap, so that Talon lay with his hips elevated, and his back still on the tiled floor.

“You do realize,” Ryo began, he lowered his head and the warmth of his breath caressed Talon’s heavy length. “That you’re not exactly in the position to be making threats?”

With that said, he slipped his fingers around Talon’s shaft and brushed his lips lightly against the weeping head to tease the other. Talon gasped raggedly as he was roused into further hardness. Ryo parted his lips slightly sliding Talon’s head slowly between them, before taking the crown into his mouth. He heard Talon’s soft groan, as he jerked his hips upwards, but Ryo held him down with his hands pressed flat against him. Ryo’s tongue dipped past his lips and slipped so quickly around Talon’s cock that he couldn’t follow the movement.

“Wh-what are you waiting fo-aauunnn…” The words bubbled in Talon’s throat as Ryo took the whole length is his mouth, bobbing up and down. His tongue swirled around Talon’s head, traced the vein that ran down his length. He moaned as he brought Talon in further, even deep-throating the other teen. Ryo was relentless.

Talon could feel it, the heat, the wetness, the tightness of Ryo’s mouth was so intense. Abandoning what little control he had left, Talon threw his head back and let out a strangled moan. Ryo lifted his head, pushing silvery hair back from his face.

“What,” He smiled with glistening lips. “Was that?”

“K-keep going…” Talon said, his voice straining.

“I thought you said something.” Ryo said grinning and displaying sharpened canines.

“Quit being a tease. You know damn well I didn’t say anyth-aghhh…”

Ryo, having grown bored of what Talon was saying, had returned to Talon’s rigid member. The firm tip of his tongue raked across the sensitive slit at the top. Ryo then swallowed it to the base. Talon breathed Ryo’s name in pure rapture. Exactly what Ryo wanted to hear, he increased the pressure on Talon’s member.

The sounds of his sucking echoed through the room, along side Talon’s moans, and outcries. Ryo was fascinated by Talon’s complete lack of composure. Talon’s breaths picked up speed, his form now glistening with dew drops of perspiration, but Ryo wasn’t about to let him off that easy. He pulled off of Talon’s twitching length; a whimper of protest escaped Talon’s lips. Ryo’s mouth found his sac; he sucked one solid round ball past his lips. He rolled it in his mouth, slipping it back and forth over his tongue. Its twin received a similar treatment. Ryo hummed against him. He better not have been humming ‘If you’re happy and you know it’.

The vibrations crawled through Talon’s gut, and sent shocks up his spine. The demon’s lips tightened around one testicle, taking Talon just to the edge of pain. And cruelly, he held him there. Talon’s eyes were clenched tight; he let out a hoarse cry and arched his back with his head thrown back. Ryo knew he needed release. Was he trying to kill him?

The incubus, as if sensing Talon’s state of desperation, returned to his cock. He sucked Talon’s length into his mouth again, picking up speed quickly. Talon felt his muscles begin to spasm, and Ryo finally released his grip on the boy allowing Talon to thrust deep into his mouth. With a groan, Talon felt himself come hard into the warm, moist cavity.

Spurt after hot spurt of cream coated Ryo’s mouth, and he swallowed every pulse, growing more addicted to Talon’s unique taste with every gulpful. He felt Talon begin to soften, and slowly drew back. Talon’s chest was heaving.

“You taste so good, thanks for the meal.” Ryo said in licking his lips. With eyes glazed over, Talon could only pant and nod knowing full well that Ryo’s performance deserved a thank-you more.

He didn’t know where Ryo learned how to do that, but it was quite possibly the best blowjob he had ever received. Ryo stood up.

“I knew it’d be fun with you,” the incubus said. “But who knew you were so noisy? Your neighbours might’ve heard that. ”

Warmth crept slowly over Talon’s face; he glanced away muttering something along the lines of, “I wasn’t that loud.”

“Ryo—agh…keep going—agh!” Ryo said in quite an accurate parody of the other.

“Please, it wasn’t even that good!”

For the first time, Ryo looked almost offended. “What’d you say?” He hissed.

“You heard me.” Talon replied.

“Fine then,” Ryo said decidedly, and good humour slipped back into his voice. “Just you wait, I’ll make you scream so loud, everyone on this floor’ll hear you.”

“Good luck.” Talon said, doubtful.

“You have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.” Ryo said with a smile that made Talon wonder just what he had in store for him.

Talon stared up into the depths of Ryo’s eyes. Talon turned his attention to his wrists again. “Come on, help me up.”

Ryo knelt down to comply.

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