Demon Love Story

Demon Love Story

Watching

When the sun dropped in the sky, Christian went back upstairs. Heart was dutifully setting up the room for the night’s work.

“Heart…put it all away. I won’t have that many customers.”

“You never know.” he said quietly.

Christian went over and began to put the various oils and perfumes away. Heart simply put them all back out again.

“Heart!”

“No Christian…no…” the young man left the room, presumably to go back down stairs and nap.


That night, Christian received one cust. It. It was a drunken merchant who had just landed a lucrative deal with and overseas trader. The session had been quick and passed without incident.

Christian bathed and returned to the main room only to find a customer cornering Heart. The young blond was cowering against the wall as a clearly drunken man attempted to undress him.

Heart saw Christian and shouted. “Christian!”

“Hey! Stop it!” Christian ran over and pushed the man away. “He does not work! He’s not for sale!”

“All whores work Blondie! Y’jus gotta….” The man tried to kiss Heart and the young man ran to cower behind Christian.

“Get out!”

“I want what I paid for!”

“Heart! Go. Go where it’s safe.”

The young man fled the room. Christian stood there staring at the man. HE had just come from his bath so was still quite naked. He began to walk over to the man.

“What did you pay fore ase asked, tossing his hair over his back.

“A night with a blond boy. How old are you?” he asked, appraising the courtesan’s body.

Christian went up to the man and ran his hands up the man’s chest, trying his best to not let his disgust show on his face. He made himself become erect and whispered in the man’s ear.

“Don’t you know a real blond when you see one?” He kissed the man and noticed Heart watching from a safe distance. He felt reed aed and went on with his work.

“Would you like to –”

The man wasted no time and promptly took him on the floor right then and there without the least bit of preparation. Afterwards, as blood trickled down Christian’s thighs, the man demanded oral sex. Christian did as he was told and even managed to m a m a few more coins out of him.

When the man was done with him and long gone, Christian scrubbed himself till his skin was red and washed his mouth out with soap. He had never felt so filthy before. He washed again and again until he felt clean.

Heart shied in just as he was drying himself.

“I’m sorry…” the boy whispered.

Christian stared out of the window, then turned to face his charge with a smile. “Today is market Heart. Would you like to go?”

“…no…”

“Why not? You love the market.”

“People…stare.”

“Oh come now. They’ve always stared. You’re beautiful. Stop being shy.”

“No!” he yelled, beginning to cry. Heart clenched his fists. “I don’t want them…looking! That man –”

Christian went over to the boy and smoothed his hair. “It’s sunrise soon. Let’s go down to our little nest and sleep, hm? Come on.”

The two went down stairs to their secret room and lay out on the floor. Christian held Heart close to him and waited until he felt the boy relax and go to sleep. He stared at the ceiling as he stroked Heart’s back, wondering about the future.
w low long could it all go on before…?


Hours later after a sound sleep, Christian left the boy and went to the market alone. He bought some spices and some colorful material for making more clothes for Heart and even took the time to watch some street performers.

He had always enjoyed traveling spectacles and today was no different. Today, a man had several dogs and monkeys all trained to do tricks. He sat down on one of the available benches and watched.

**

There he was. So close and yet so far.

Lazerus watched his intended sit and watch the performers dance and eat fire. He decided that he would make his move tonight. It wasn’t enough to watch anymore. He wanted Christalia in his arms again.

And nothing was going to stop him.

**

As he watched a man eat fire, Christian felt eyes burning into the back of his head. He turned, beaded choker rattling, and searched the crowds for someone watching him. He saw no one and quickly dismissed his feeling.

Looking up at the sun he decided it was time to return. He left the square and began to make his way back to the Palace.

Nearly to the iron gates of his home, Christian felt as if he was being watched again. He turned around and locked eyes with a black haired man with glacier blue eyes. Christian stared until he felt his face grow warm and shivers shoot down his spine. He looked away and walked off. He didn’t turn back around until he felt the man was gone.

Who was that? He thought as he made it back to his own chambers.

**

Lazerus groaned and bit his lip as he watched his beloved disappear inside that hideous “palace”. His beauty at this point was beyond compare. Those blue eyes, those rose petal lips, that honey skin…..

He jumped down off of the roof top of the opposing building and ignored the guards he’d killed to achieve his look out point. Gazing into the afternoon sky he wished his demonic powers gave him reign over the force of time.

Tonight he would claim his prize.

**

Heart was no where to be seen, so he put away his goods and went downstairs to find him.

The boy was sprawled nude on one of the animal furs. He often did so in the heat of thy. Cy. Christian stripped as well and joined him, spooning behind him and inhaling the scent of his hair.


When he awoke, hours later, Heart was laying on top of him. The boy’s head rested on his chest and his leg was draped about his waist.

“Heart?” he whispered.

The youth stirred and sat up right on top of Christian and yawned. He tossed his loose ponytail over his shoulder and looked sleepily at Christian.

“Heart, get up now. It’s nearly sundown.”

They both yawned andrt prt pressed Christian into the pillows. He lay back down on the older man and stayed there.

“Heart, I’m not joking. Get up.”

The boy reluctantly got up. The two stretched and Christian smoothed Heart’s messy hair.

“Perhaps you should stay down here tonight. I worry.”

The youth leaned on him and Christian rubbed his back.

“Oh…you’re still so tired…aren’t you my baby?”

Heart nodded and Christian babied him for a few minutes, cooing and stroking him gently. He kissed Heart’s cheeks.

“Stay downstairs tonight. Hm? Heart?”

The boy nodded and sat back down on the pillows. He pulled Christian down to him and kissed him softly. He smiled as he noticed the teen’s erection, but gently stroked his cheek in response.

“I’ll be back.”

He kissed him on the cheek and left.

**

Downstairs in the lobby of Madam Kitty’s Pleasure Palace, the ladies were all a twitter with the arrival of what seemed to be a very rich and handsome man. He was dressed from head to toe in black and had paid a very large fee to see the courtesan on the top floor.

Everyone at the Palace loved having rich customers come by because it meant raises and extras for everyone.

The man made his way upstairs as the ladies and laf thf the palace wish him a good time.

**

Christian went upstairs with out redressing and found himself face to face with the man he had caught watching him this afternoon. Fear began to rise in his chest for no apparent reason as he watched the man step closer to him.

“Where is the young one?” the blue-eyed man asked.

“Not here!” Christian snapped. For some reason all his bells and whistles were going off. This man was not safe and he wanted Heart to be no where near him.

“He isn’t for sale!”

“I simply asked.” The man remarked calmly. He walked around the room, surveying it, and stepping about with deadly cat-like grace. Christian noted his all black clothing and gasped inwardly.

An assassin!? Who is this guy? He thought, panic boiling up inshim.him.

“Get out!” he said suddenly. “Leave! Right now!”

“Why? I paid. I have a right to stay.”

The man walked towards him and fear overtook Christian. He could feel tears burning at his eyes as panic overwhelmed him.

“Who are you!? Get out!”

The man smirked. “Like a mother protecting her young…so it is true. He is untouched.”

“Get out!” Christian yelled. He charged up to the man and yelled in his face. “He is not for sale! No one touches Heart! No one touches my Heart!”

The man began to smile, then laugh. It was deep and mocking and Christian thought it was terrifying so he lashed out. He slapped the man as hard as he could.

“Out!” He screeched.

The man checked his lip for blood, then back handed Christian. This time, there was blood.

Heart who had come up from below saw this and ran in.

“Christian!” he hugged Christian protectively. “Leave him alone! Get out!”

The man surveyed the scene and smiled. “So…you’re Heart?”

At this, Heart’s eyes turned black. His skin became cold and he sat frozen, holding Christian. Christian noticed none of this, he was too busy screaming at the mo leo leave them alone.

“Get out!”

The man laughed again. “I’ll be back. Christian.”

The man left, closing the door softly behind him. Christian sat trembling in Heart’s arms. The boy’s eyes had returned to their natural green color, and he too was shaken. They both stared after the man for a long time until Heart broke the silence.

“Who was that Christian? Are you okay? Want me to go get Madam? –”

The aforementioned woman was already in the room. “Christian!? Oh god!? Did he hurt you!?”

He got up. “No…” He wiped at his lip. “No…”

“Well…he isn’t allowed back here. We may do what we do, but no one hits my girls. Or my boys!” she held up Christian’s chin and dabbed at the cut with a handkerchief. She noticed Heart.

“Christian, are you ever going to let him work?”

Heart was busy setting up oils. His eyes were distant so he didn’t hear the conversation.

“No Madam…no…”

“Is he…a virgin?”

He nodded.

She looked surprised. “You haven’t –”

“No.”

“Well…” She let his face go. “You’ll heal. I’ll only send regulars tonight.”

He nodded and watched her leave the room. Heart came back to him and was all hugs and tears.

“Who was he!? Christian?”

He shook his head. “I don’t know Heart, but…he seemed really dangerous…stay out of sight.”

“But –”

“Go to bed until morning.”

The boy complied reluctantly and went downstairs. Christian began to get dressed in preparation for any customers he might receive.

**

Lazerus cursed the pool’s image in his scrying room. How dare that bitch reject him! How dare he….

“Christalia!” he cried, smashing various objects. “How can you not remember!?”

Now in full demonic form, Lazerus roared, shaking the huge fortress in which he resided to the foundation. He shrank back to his man form and paced the room, analyzing what happened.

“He was afraid…” Came the harsh realization.

That had been the last thing he had wanted. What had made him so afraid?
It hit Lazerus like lightning. It was the construct.

Christian looked upon the construct as if it were real. As if “Heart”, blast his love for giving the thing a name, was real…

Plans began brewing in Lazerus’s mind as he began to pace faster in faster. HE would make Christian love him again.

No matter what.

**

*Well, this was my favorite chapter to type. I revised it as I typed and there is a lot more dialogue from the original I have on paper. Many of the times I have Lazerus looking in on Christian are not in the original or the idea of Lazerus talking through Heart at various times.
*I really liked how Christian was screaming and yelling and freaking out…
*Next chapter, I’ll have more drama. A new character. And more of Lazerus.
*Please read and review. I really appreciate those of you who have commented thus far.