War of Passion [+18, Noise Prince and Zombie_in_a_Box]

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan slowly kissed up to Loethene's ear, lightly nipping on the lobe. "Moan for me, kitten. I want to hear how much you're enjoying this." He murmured as he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of his body, slowly stretching him out further and further. He was taking everything incredibly slow this time, at least for the moment. His mouth moved to Loe's neck, pressing kisses there again, allowing himself to nibble on the delicious skin lovingly, leaving faint marks all over it. He didn't intend to cause pain - he was simply marking his territory, as if he hadn't done that enough already.

 

Finally, he pulled out his fingers, getting rid of his suit as well. Aerlan slid his fingers over his pet's thighs, lightly pushing them apart as he pressed his cock against his body, slowly pushing in. He relished in the feeling of his length being swallowed by incredible warmth and tightness, a low groan slipping past his parted lips in bliss. He leaned down against the elf's body, nudging his head to his own to claim his lips into a kiss as he started thrusting into his body. As usual, his cock began widening until it stretched Loe fully, however the tip split into several tentacle-like ends, all beginning to stimulate Loethene's prostate without a single pause. He needed to hear his pet enjoy this.

 

Breaking the kiss, Aerlan returned to kissing and biting at his neck and shoulders, increasing the pace with every passing minute. His fingers tightened around Loethene's hips, pressing into the soft flesh as pleasure began taking over his body. After a while, one of his hands left his pet's hip, instead moving up to his nipple, teasingly pulling the ring or pinching the nipple itself to add as much pleasure as possible to this experience. Loe would see that it was worth it to stay with him... He would never want to run, he was sure of it.

[Noise Prince]

Loe was hesitant to moan, as he tended to be, before, as he tended to, did open his mouth and moaned for him, letting his fingers coax this soft, lusting sounds. Aerlan's lips and teeth continued over his skin, fron his ear down to his neck. Loethene grunted softly in response, not out of pain, the little nips didn't bother him, but in a steadily growing confusion regarding Aerlan's affections. It wasn't that Aerlan was never gentle with him, of course, but usually when it came to sex, he was hard, rough, and fast. With the addition of his light bites over his neck only highlighted how non-violently Aerlan was treating him now. That might all change when he entered him himself, of course. Still, the patience, the restraint, unlike Aerlan. Was this a good thing, was he treating him like this because it was his reward day, or was it a bad thing, since he was so out of sorts after meeting his brother?

 

Aerlan was at last satisfied with his work, and took his fingers out, and stripping out of his suit. Loethene looked over his shoulder, watching him shed his clothes like a snake skin, before Aerlan placed his hands to Loe's thighs once more, this time to push them further apart, so he could place his cock against him. Loe took a deep breath, but Aerlan pushed himself in slowly. He pushed his girth into his slick hole, spreading it around him. Loe let himself moan a little louder, feeling how his body gave to the forceful length pressing inside of him.

 

Then Aerlan's character returned. He began thrusting, and his cock expanded inside of him, Loe cried out in surprise. His body was suddenly so full, stretched out to his limits. Aerlan may have put his mouth back onto his pet, taking Loe's lips in his as he did so, but he of course intended to overwhelm Loe in more ways than one. He gasped loudly again, his fists tightening over the bed when those sprawling tendrils found their target.

 

His feelings of helplessness returned, as Aerlan's pace increased, his swollen, abnormal cock sliding in and out of him, as the demon held his hips against his to get in even deeper. His hands went to his nipples, Aerlan was going to use everything at his disposal to completely dominate him, keeping him sprawled out under him, weakened by his own body's reactions to Aerlan's torment. His thoughts became cloudy, and he was barely aware of the cries he himself was starting to make.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan found himself drowning in bliss. It was so perfect... All of his negative emotions were being pushed out of his body through this. Loe's lustful cries were getting to him more and more with each passing moment. Lord, he absolutely adored them. He wanted to make them louder, he needed to hear even more. His body began morphing, more slippery tendrils and tentacles forming on his body. Aerlan pulled himself out of his pet's body to flip him over, revealing himself in all of his monstrosity.

 

His cock had turned into one thick, slimy tentacle with several more splitting at its end. Four tentacles as wide as his hip and as long as his height had formed at his sides. Finally, one slimmer tentacle was visible coming out of his bellybutton, with an opening at the tip. Aerlan kept his other humanoid features, which only made the other parts look more unnatural. Using the thickest tentacles, Aerlan spread Loethene's legs apart as much as he could, holding his hands bound above his head. Looking into the elf's eyes, he pressed himself against his hole, roughly slamming inside once more where the small tendrils resumed their merciless attack on his pet's prostate. The thinner tentacle completely enveloped Loe's cock, while an incredibly slim tendril slowly pushed inside of his urethra, this way keeping him from climaxing. He exhaled slowly, a grin stretching out across his face.

 

"You're wonderful, you know?" He whispered, leaning down to roughly tug at his nipple ring before beginning to thrust violently into his body. The tentacle around his cock began moving as well, vibrating to stimulate his whole length until it became unbearable. "You'll have to beg me when you need to cum..." He moaned out while his cock began thickening in his excitement and lust. The demon was barely aware of the fact that he could end up hurting his pet. By now he just wanted to hear his cries, whether they were from pain or pleasure.

[Noise Prince]

Even when Loe felt he had reached the apex of pleasure his body could take, Aerlan still pushed him further, and somehow Loe didn't pass out. Even if he did, he wouldn't be able to stay unconscious for long. Aerlan wasn't like the machine he left him strapped to, he could vary everything, even his shape. There was no monotany to find refuge in. It was overwhelming, he barely noticed when he was flipped over, until he was on his back, and his eyes took a few seconds to adjust, and another to process just what it was he was looking at. He couldn't keep enough air in his lungs long enough to yell, but his expression was more than enough, his mouth and eyes widening to unhuman proportions. 6

 

Aerlan's form was recognizable enough, as was his face, which made it more alarming to realize these lengthy appendages sticking out from him were really... him. Loe was to shocked to even consider resisting him when he took his hands and held them over his head, against the bed, not that he would dare at this point. He groaned softly when he spread his thighs out as far as he could, Loe feeling the strain of his tendons, and braced himself for Aerlan's sudden reentry. His slimy tendril was so large, yet there were smaller ones pressing and massaging his prostate.

 

A thin, long tentacle protruding from Aerlan's stomach encircled over Loe's weeping cock, and Loe rolled his head back and shut his eyes, crying out when he felt something crawl into his urethra, nestling inside like a plug. His body shivered, as much as it could, at the realization that he wasn't going to be coming without Aerlan's explicit allowance.

 

Loethene didn't feel all that wonderful, he felt more like he was about to burst, physically, emotionally. His body felt completely possessed, the sweat on his skin felt strange, like it wasn't on his own skin. He nodded, almost panicked.

 

"P-please!" He exclaimed breathlessly, struggling to catch his breath after. "P-please, Master... I can't..." He whimpered.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan's body quivered in both excitement and overwhelming lust. Listening to Loethene's cries and screams was something he wanted to do all day. He needed more... Louder, more desperate, more, more, more! The tentacles began oozing clear liquid, his movements becoming frantic, losing any rhythm as he lost himself in the pleasure of everything. He would be able to feel when Loethene needed to cum... The moment he did, Aerlan harshly pulled the tentacle out of his urethra, only long enough for him to release his cum before plugging his cock once more.

 

Aerlan wasn't stopping, and he wasn't showing any signs of planning to do so either. Completely overwhelmed with lust, the demon's body began growing more and more of the same tendrils, suspending Loethene in the air while continuously fucking his body. He filled him with cum over and over again, forcing a thick tentacle in his mouth as well. In this state, he would most likely not even realize if his pet lost consciousness... Though it was unlikely that he would. Even if he became too exhausted to function properly, the substance oozing from Aerlan's body was meant to keep his victim conscious no matter what, for however long he wanted to. Whenever he got the chance, he sucked on his pet's skin, leaving bright marks wherever he touched.

 

They kept going until it was dawn. At last, Loethene's body was lowered down onto the bed. Aerlan stared at the elf, barely keeping himself upright by now. As the tendrils began retracting, his own body swayed, eyes closing as he fell, barely managing to get on the bed. His morphing didn't stop at his humanoid form this time. It looked like his entire body was melting, turning into some odd, black substance that still kept some sort of a form. He was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally - it wasn't surprising that his body pretty much shut down. A maid would soon come and remove Loethene from the room to let him rest away from his Master. When he reached this state, there was no telling when he would wake up again.

[Noise Prince]

Aerlan was starting to ooze something, something clear and slippery, it was another terrible surprise, another layer to the sensations overwhelming him. Not just his sense of touch, but his sight, as well. He was having a difficult time understanding what it was he was really seeing. Was his body so overtaken with Aerlan's control of it that he could barely keep his own thoughts comprehensive? He was completely lost in his own body, in what Aerlan was doing to him, making him feel.

 

He cried out the first time he was lifted into the air by the cock that skewered him, the pull of his weight on half his body was so surreal it seemed more painful than it was, he felt his blood rushing as if he was just hit by a forceful wave, his veins burned, as if from the friction. At some point in the air, Aerlan gave him another beam of support, and slid it down his throat. Loethene might have thought there wouldn't be room, especially with Aerlan generously filling him in what felt like a matter of minutes, but Aerlan found a way to make it all fit, as usual. He felt tears rolling from the corners of his eyes. When he was in the air, it was only by the direction they fell down or off his face that he really knew what direction or position he was in.

 

The confusion of his senses made it difficult to understand what he was seeing and feeling, it was as if his senses were hyper connected, their defining edges smearing. His smell, his hearing, his tasting, all seemed to confuse themselves together, like a streak of pigment over a still-wet canvas, the colors smearing, somehow distinct while also not being so completely. Loe felt intensely lucid. Normally after this many hours, his endurance would reach a limit and he'd falter, fall unconscious, or at the very least disassociate in some way. But now he was entirely present, despite his sensory surrealism.

 

Hours and hours passed, yet Aerlan remained awake for all of it. He had some idea of the time that had passed, as well, which was also strange to him. But he knew dawn had come because he smelled the light filter in through the windows. Or maybe he heard it. It tasted like the part of toast where the most butter melted through, so maybe he saw it?

 

When he was finally released, it was like a doll being discarded. His whole body was drawn into the experience Aerlan put him through, and he was so exhausted he couldn't even close his eyes. So there was no way to avoid watching how Aerlan's body seemed to melt, how it dissolved further from the humanoid shape Loe was so familiar with. If his breathing and heart weren't already so labored, the fear of watching the Aerlan not unsimilar to the one that returned from his work after a week would have pushed him to the edge. Fortunately, a maid came to his side, to his rescue, as he'd never be able to make it out of the room by himself. She led him down the hall, he felt like he was gliding, he couldn't feel his feet on the floor, and into a room he hadn't been in before. At least, he didn't think. It looked somewhat like the living room he'd been kept in before, but decidedly different. Especially the open arch to the side that led to a bathroom much smaller than the one he'd seen, though of course, being in Aerlan's mansion, was very sizeable.

 

Loe couldn't sleep, as tired as he was. His senses were starting to solidify and he couldn't taste the couch or recognize the scent of his heartbeat, but he was still awake. When he had enough strength, he went to the bathroom, to fully wash himself, not the quick refresher the maid assisted with him about an hour ago. He returned to the couch, and laid there, silent and still, for another two hours or so before he finally drifted off to sleep.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Aerlan wasn't waking up. Not the next day, at least. A maid knocked on Loethene's room's doors and quietly entered, looking over the exhausted elf. "I'm sorry to bother, but you should eat something. I believe you've had quite the night." She smiled, quietly motioning for him to follow after. The woman brought him into the kitchen where a full meal was prepared, similar to what he would get for breakfast when with Aerlan. "Feel free to eat however much you want." She told him, quietly sitting down on a chair at the table as well.

 

The maid watched Loethene with a worrisome look. Whenever Aerlan completely shut off as he did now, things didn't go well whatsoever. The worst part of this was not knowing when he would wake up... The woman took in a deep breath, lightly nipping on her bottom lip. She knew that Aerlan would want to protect his pet the most. However... He couldn't protect Loe if he wasn't awake.

 

"Do you anywhere to go? Family, friends, someone you trust who could take you in for some time?" She asked quietly, leaning closer to the elf. "It isn't safe here without Master's power. It's one thing if he's simply away, but like this... The entire mansion loses any protection. You should run away and hide." Her voice trembled as she said those words. She was as good as dead if Aerlan awoke and didn't find Loethene by his side. If he learned that he had run away, with her help... No, she wouldn't die. That would be too merciful. She would be tortured for the rest of eternity. Why would she even risk that for Loethene?

 

"I-If you don't, I'll find a way to hide you here... You may have to spend a very long time hiding, however. I... I've heard that one time it took Master an entire year to fully come back. I hope it doesn't end up being this way now, too." She whispered with a fearful voice. "P-Please, inform me if you have to go anywhere, or... O-Or if you decide to run. I'll at least protect you... But you have to promise to return here afterwards. You can't run away. That would... That may result in many deaths. Master needs you to be around him. If you're not here, he may go insane. You're... You're special, I just don't know how."

[Noise Prince]

Loethene had trouble walking still, but he could at least move without support, and he followed the maid down the hallway. While the kitchen where she led him wasn't particularly far from the room he had been resting, it felt like it was a considerable distance. He almost felt too exhausted to eat, but when he saw the expansive meal laid out on the table, he suddenly found his appetite again.

 

"Thank you... very much," Loe answered drearily as he took to a chair. There was a plate for him to put food on, but only half the food he reached for made it to the plate instead of his mouth. The more he ate, the hungrier he felt. It felt really good to be able to eat whatever he wanted that he hoped he would never be full. But eventually, with omelets and cheese and toast and fruit and bagels all making their way to his mouth, he couldn't take another bite.

 

"Somewhere to..." He shook his head. "I've never been free in this country, so I've never really had any relationships with those who might-" He paused again. Well, it was a long shot, but he did meet a family once a few years ago. When he and many others were taken to work as general laborers to construct some building, the group ended up fragmented, and Loe ended up alone and lost. He was found by an older gentlemen, who brought him home to meet his daughter, son-in-law, and grandchild.

 

He was sure it wouldn't be too difficult to find them again, if he got to the skirts of the neighboring city, but they might not be so keen to take him in again, for a lengthy amount of time. Still, the maid was making it very clear to him that it was dangerous to stay. And being forced into hiding within the mansion for up to a year sounded mind-numbing, awful. He took a deep breath.

 

"I... I have someone whose generosity I could test," He told her. If they refused him, he would hope someone nearby would house him, but he really didn't want to stay here while Aerlan rested, like a sitting target. And while the ever-so-tempting opportunity to escape was titillating, he wasn't prepared to the carnage that would follow. It was never long before he was reminded what kind of person Aerlan was. For one reason or another, that Loe himself was also unclear on, he was something important to Aerlan.

 

"How will I know when to return? The family I intend to visit do not live particularly nearby,"

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

The maid chewed on her bottom lip in anxiety as she waited for Loethene to think of someplace where he could run away for some time. She let out a breath of relief once the elf decided on someone - even if he sounded a tad unsure. "You have to go to them immediately, then. I'll go with you, but we must leave today." She urged the elf, already standing up from the table. "Oh... We'll find a way to inform you. Don't worry about it, but be ready to go back here at all times. I would really suggest not getting too attached to anyone else living there... We don't know how long it can take for Aerlan to wake up again. Now let's hurry up. Gather whatever you think you may need during our trip." She told the elf, giving him an encouraging smile.

 

She was so glad the elf trusted her so blindly. After all, what reason did he have not to? She showed compassion, worry. empathy - things that not even Aerlan showed off most of the time. She was the perfect person to trust after something so tragic happened.

 

And just like that, they were on their way. The woman allowed Loe to lead the way, at least for a little while. At one point, when they'd left the town completely and were mostly surrounded by forest, she stopped. "I'm terribly sorry, Loe." She apologized with the lightest of smiles. "I'm afraid I won't be needed anymore. Please be as obedient to your new Lord as you were to Aerlan." Her smile widened slightly as she said that, stepping back only to melt away into the shadows cast by the trees, leaving Loethene alone. Not for long, however.

 

"Ah! Took you long enough to get here, my darling." Zupay's voice sounded from right behind Loe, his arms immediately snaking around his waist, pulling the elf's body close to his own. "I can't wait to find out why my dear brother took such a liking of you. What's so special about you, little one? Are you a feisty little bitch?" The demon nearly purred, allowing one hand to slide down to his hip, roughly squeezing the flesh. "Or is it just that you're a good fuck?" He chuckled, pressing his lips against the elf's neck.

 

"Let's go home, shall we? You'll see what it's like to be a truly beloved pet." Zupay whispered, turning Loe around with a wide grin plastered on his face. "I did say I was a much better person than my brother, didn't I?" He winked, tracing his eyes over the other's body with a hungry gaze. "Before we go... Let me in on a secret. What's your favorite sex position?"

[Noise Prince]

Loethene wasn't very comfortable with the idea of what they would need to do, but he really didn't have any other choice, he imagined. He needed to get away from here, and be somewhere safe. He tried to think of the positives, such as how it would be like having freedom again, for up to a year, if things were really bad. It wasn't such a bad way to wait this out, was it? He stood up as well, following the maid's example. Not get attached... that wasn't a promise he could keep. But he knew he would have to return no matter what, so he would regardless of how hard it'd be. He'd seen enough war for his liking.

 

He didn't figure he needed much, he didn't have much to bring with him. He got dressed, now that he was coming around to his senses a bit more he was embarrassed that he'd been so nonchalant about so many people at breakfast seeing him like this. He wore the sweatpants Aerlan had just bought him, the kind he couldn't wear in his presence. It was the only thing he really could wear at the moment. He also took a top he could bear being seen in. He was surprised to see the white dress here in the closet as well. He would have thought it would have been left besides the bed, besides the slumbering demon. He had very attentive staff to rescue it and hang it up so nicely here. He took that as well, his hands almost shaking at embarrassment and excitement. He was going to wear it when he returned. He bet Aerlan would like that. He, of course, also took his pen and his journal, still in their shop bag, sitting near the closet. The staff had brought all the purchases away to safety. He was very, very grateful. Without them, he wouldn't have anything to take with him but the clothes he was wearing.

 

The maid was so kind and thoughtful, the woman who lead him from the mansion to the nearby woods. It was Loe who could navigate the woods better, and knew where to go, so he took the lead then, but still, she stayed with him. Did she intend to follow him all the way? It would make sense, so when Aerlan did wake up they could find him. But still, it was a lot of trouble to go through at the drop of a hat. He wondered how such a person came into Aerlan's service to begin with. In fact, he hadn't met anyone unpleasant. It wouldn't make sense for Aerlan to want bitter servants, of course. But it seemed especially notable with her.

 

He wondered if it was safe, for her to be doing something like this. If Aerlan would react negatively to the fact he was gone, and the maid might face the brunt of his wrath before he came to his senses and realized he could get Loe back easily. He had been known for a fast temper and severe punishment... he didn't think his other staff were an exception.

 

But then she apologized to him. An ingenuine apology for betraying him, Loe whipped his head around, but her form was dissipating among the shadows. He didn't know who the 'new lord' was, and he wasn't intending to stay around and ponder it, he looked to either side, wondering if there was an encroaching captor, and was about to sprint forward when he saw no one apparent, but before he could take a step, two arms slid around his waist, and a horribly recognizable voice greeted him from behind. He hadn't even thought about checking the direction he'd just been facing! Of course, it wouldn't have mattered, these were demons, powerful ones. Like this, he wouldn't have stood a chance, anyway.

 

Zupay... it seemed so cruel, for Aerlan to lose himself in his hatred of his brother, after seeing him, after him vaguely threatening his pet, and while Aerlan recovered, one of his staff took Loe directly into his arms. He realized now that all of this must have been planned out, from the time they met at the mall. Perhaps even sooner. He doubted there were limits to Zupay's cruelty if Loe hadn't seen the limits of Aerlan's yet.

 

Loe tried to keep a stiff upper lip when he was forcefully turned around to face him. The demon looked far too pleased with himself. Loe looked away from him while he scanned over his body. A lot of good wearing sweatpants would do him now, there wasn't a lot he could do to protect his modesty now.

 

"What would that matter?" Loe replied sharply. Favorite sex position... he wasn't proving himself to be better than Aerlan like he claimed, their meetings very similar. So he didn't see the point in sharing such personal information if it was going to be discarded anyway, he'd do what he wanted regardless.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

There was sick amusement in Zupay's eyes as he looked over Loethene. It didn't matter what he was wearing... The elf couldn't run away from him, he would have all the time in the world to explore every nook and cranny of his body. His eyebrows rose up slightly at the tone of voice Loethene used to reply to him. "Oh, why are you being so impolite? Don't like such intimate questions? That's fine... I won't ask anymore." The demon smiled sweetly, pulling Loe towards himself with a light grin lingering on his face before stepping backwards, where a portal opened up seemingly out of nowhere. While Aerlan had to use portals that were created beforehand, it seemed like Zupay could create his own wherever and whenever he wanted.

 

Zupay let go of the elf's body once they landed, giving a sweet smile before pulling back a step. "Take your time here. Would you like me to show you around?" The demon offered, swaying slightly on his heels, appearing to be more like a child than anything. "Or are you hungry? I'll give you everything you want... I'll even let you go outside." Zupay trailed off, curious to see how Loe would react. "I don't intend to keep you locked up in a room, lovely. I did promise you that I'm better than Aerlan, didn't I? All I ask in return is for you to keep me company. Perhaps entertain me from time to time - nothing you wouldn't feel comfortable doing, however... I want to make sure you like your stay here." Zupay smiled, walking towards a bar to pull out a bottle of red wine and two glasses. "Would you like some?" He offered, glancing over his shoulder at the elf. He was aware of Aerlan's obsession with wine and not giving it to pets. He fully intended to be better than his brother in every single way possible.

[Noise Prince]

Loethene flinched when Zupay pulled him a bit closer, though he spoke to him rather considerately. But he was suspicious, considering the way he spoke just moments before. He didn't believe Zupay would hold true to his word, not after asking whether or not he was a good fuck. Still, he figured it'd be in his best interests not to be so sour towards Zupay while he was his captive. His eyes widened at the sudden appearance of a portal. The one Aerlan had seemed quite permanent, and didn't seem particularly portable. Could Zupay just summon one as he wished? He remembered Aerlan's warnings about using portals, and it made him nervous someone like Zupay had such capabilities. They seemed faster, too.

 

They landed on solid ground, and Loethene took a deep breath. It still made him feel light-headed. It was another fine mansion, but the brothers' sense of decorum was considerably different. It felt so strange to be in a mansion like this when he was so used to Aerlan's. He followed Zupay, watching him carefully. He seemed cheerful, and energetic. Maybe he could be shown around, he wasn't really aware of a majority of Aerlan's mansion, only seeing a handful of rooms during his stay, and not an insignificant number from a low angle. Zupay had one credit over Aerlan already - that he was letting him walk.

 

While he wanted to be excited about Zupay's afforded kindnesses, he had to be suspicious as well. He knew Zupay wasn't all that interested in him, or in his company. He wasn't even interested in sex, or at the very least, that wasn't his priority. This was about Aerlan. He had to keep that in mind... even though being treated as a guest more than a pet was so tempting. Being allowed to walk freely - go outside. He was even offering food... and wine. He wasn't very hungry now, but he looked at the wine for a solid moment before walking up and accepting his offer with a nod.

 

"Thank you," He said. Aerlan was very particular about his wine, only sharing a few tastes with Loe when he had pleased him. But Zupay offered his freely. Even if he was being treated better, it still seemed peculiar, that a demon would share wine with a captured elf- one who had been at war with demons not many years ago. Perhaps demon nobility were so unaffected by war it didn't matter, Aerlan never made mention of it. But maybe Zupay really was prepared to offer him the kindness Aerlan rarely showed. It was eerie that he knew so much of how Aerlan treated his pets, it made him more curious about the brothers' relationship. Not curious enough to ask, of course, though Zupay would be the better of the two if he was. He wouldn't be locked up, he'd be able to go outside... he imagined he'd even be given regular meals.

 

Part of him was a little concerned that, since obviously Zupay was doing this to upset and offend Aerlan, that he would succeed. And Aerlan may be very angry with Loe for accepting these generosities. And another part of him, bolder and pettier, was hoping that might be the case, that Zupay's displays would make Aerlan upset, as it would make him look better in comparison. Then maybe, when Aerlan took Loe home, he'd treat him a little better.

 

It was just now settling in just how real this was. Zupay had really captured him, and he had no idea when Aerlan would wake up. It could be a year. He wasn't sure if Zupay's kindness would stretch that much. If he was nearly as bad as Aerlan, he'd find his limits shortly. So even if Aerlan might be angry, he'd take advantage of what Zupay would offer him, for as long as he was offering.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Zupay gave a charming smile to the elf as he came forward for the wine. He gladly passed him one glass full of expensive red wine, catching Loe's gaze. "So... I know you have power over pheromones. How much exactly can you do with them? You can try me." He offered, casually leaning back against the counter. "I imagine my dear brother used your powers to entertain his... Guests. Am I correct?" He asked with a raised eyebrow - even though he already knew the answer. After all, he had his own spies there. He knew everything that happened in his brother's mansion. The security he had wasn't quite enough. It kept him from using his shape-shifting powers, but it didn't stop from not-loyal people from serving Aerlan. It wasn't that easy to stay away from them.

 

"Oh, and... I do hope you understand that my generosity, however vast it is, requires some sort of payment. It is up to you to think of how you would like to repay me. You can help with cleaning or other chores, you can entertain me with singing, dancing... Or sex. Whichever you'd prefer." Zupay gave a light smile, reaching over to gently trail his fingers over Loethene's cheek. "In case you're hesitant about the last option, I can promise I'll actually care about what you want. What you like. I'm not an egomaniac... You would feel great with me. Just keep that in mind." The demon spoke with the same charming smile on his face. He was curious about the elf. After all, they has just officially met. What was he like? Lord, he couldn't wait to find out what drove his brother towards this creature. Why was he so special to him?

[Noise Prince]

Loethene kept his gaze steady with Zupay's when he had caught his while handing him the wine. He tried not to show his surprise that Zupay had known such things about his abilities. Of course, he had a spy on the inside, it made sense that he would have access to this sort of intelligence. Loe just didn't understand why he would want it. There must be easier ways to antagonize Aerlan than by going through such lengths to kidnap his brother's pet.

 

"That's correct," Loethene told him, seeing no use in lying or sugar-coating what had happened, since Zupay clearly knew. "But I doubt I have the aptitude to entertain you in a similar way," He added before taking a sip. His wine seemed more acidic, somehow, compared to sips Aerlan allowed him. He was less truthful here, but he wouldn't be illiciting anything sexual from Zupay, and there were few alternatives that would yeild a positive reaction. And Aerlan had proven somewhat resistant when he was aware of it happening, so far as Loe could tell, so his brother might be the same.

 

The elf broke his gaze at the suggestion that he repay his captor's generosity, knowing it would lead to suggesting sex. The brothers should get along better, they really were so similar. Loethene set the glass down on the table when Zupay lightly placed his fingers over Loethene's cheek. His fingers were cold. It was against Loethene's interests to trust everything Zupay said, but one thing was fairly clear to him. No matter how often he chose to 'repay' him by doing chores, eventually, he wouldn't have much of a choice, when Zupay decided the payment ought to be sex. He spoke of caring about what he liked, but that would hardly matter when Zupay took what he wanted. And he knew it was inevitable. He hoped Aerlan woke up before that point, he imagined they'd both be killed if Aerlan found out that Loethene had been fucked by his brother.

 

"I'm sure I'll be efficient enough at cleaning, Lord Zupay," Loethene answered fairly firmly, to make it clear what his own intentions were.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Zupay's lips curled into a light smile. "I don't intend to force you, my pet. If you do ever change your mind, just tell me. In the meantime... How comfortable are you with other touches? Can I, per say, hold your hand?" The demon asked before offering his hand for the elf to take. He wasn't making any more sudden moves, he wasn't trying to grab Loe's hand - he just waited. And he would continue waiting until Loethene got comfortable around him. "Feel free to refuse. The only thing I can't have you do is run away. But you won't do that, will you?" He winked, taking a sip of his wine.

 

"If there is ever anything you want, all you need to do is ask me. I'll give it to you." Zupay promised quietly, his gaze seemingly softening. "I'll have a maid come later and explain exactly what is expected of you. Don't worry, though. I won't make you work anything too hard. You can help with the general cleaning and garden outside. Does that seem alright, my pet?" Zupay asked, slowly reaching out to brush his fingers over Loethene's hair, watching his reaction closely so he could pull away if he thought it to be necessary.

 

((I'm so so sorry for taking so long. I'm still not done with all of my shit, but I can't believe I made you wait so long. I hope you can forgive me.))

[Noise Prince]

It was difficult for Loe to take Zupay's word for that when he had already forcefully imprisoned him. No matter the luxury you dressed it up in, a cage was a cage. It was no different than the glass prison with soft bedding he slept in when he was at Aerlan's. He didn't move when Zupay offered his hand for him to take, something that wouldn't happen. He really was behaving very courteously. Aerlan wouldn't have waited for something like that, he'd take his hand himself, or threaten to break it if he didn't do it. Aerlan didn't have any qualms about openly forcing and using his pet.

 

"I'd prefer touching be limited to necessity," Loe told him as plainly as possible without sounding too curt. He did believe him when he said it was alright to refuse him this. Any good will he may have chipped into Loe froze in its track with the reminder that he couldn't leave. He needed to keep that in mind. He wasn't just a pet stolen due to sibling rivalry, it was clear that, to an extent, he was a political prisoner. That might be part of why Zupay was willing to be so patient. It was somewhat relaxing to be able to be so direct with his displeasure and refusal without having to weigh it against the consequences, as he would have with Aerlan. Even if Zupay had ulterior motives, it wasn't a particularly stressful imprisonment, considering the context.

 

Loe did take a small step back, so slightly, when Zupay reached for his hair, though not entirely resisting it. It was hard to ignore conditioning, and part of him felt it was futile to refuse Zupay the chance to touch him too much.

 

((Awe, I understand, time can really get away when you have a lot of other priorities! I'm sorry that things still sound so awfully hectic! I'm just pleased to have a reply, as I was getting a little worried this might have been abandoned… and I'm really excited about where this is going ^^ ))

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Zupay nodded with a light smile on his face. "That sounds fair." He replied, even if it wasn't the answer he wanted to hear. He'd keep asking the question until at some point he would get an answer he liked. He could wait. The demon stopped his hand when he noticed the elf pulling away from his touch, lowering it instead. He said nothing, showing no signs of displeasure either.

 

"Ah, one more thing. If you do ever want to leave, I hope you don't mind me as your companion. We can go wherever you wish, and the garden is always open for you to visit." Zupay informed the elf, turning around to grab a grape, putting it into his mouth. The demon let out a soft sigh, turning back around to look at Loethene. "Come. I'll show you your bedroom, then you can feel free to go exploring. The maid will find you." The demon spoke, placing his glass down. "And please, don't carry food into your room. If you are ever hungry, you can go into the kitchen and ask for something to be made. As long as you help clean up afterwards." Zupay added before turning to leave the room.

 

After walking through the mansion, they reached wooden doors engraved with gold. Zupay opened them, revealing a bedroom - elegant, yet fairly simple. It had a bed, a wardrobe, a bookcase, a mirror and a TV hung on the wall. "There are some clothes in your size in the closet. The balcony is through that door." Zupay said as he motioned towards the glass door on the side of the room. "I'll leave you to it, then. If you need me at any point, my bedroom is on the highest floor. It's the only room there." The demon gave the elf a rather genuine smile, leaving him to explore his bedroom and, if he wished so, the rest of the building.

 

((I'm excited too ^^))

[Noise Prince]

Zupay's gesture, dropping his hand when Loe showed a sign of resistance, did not go unnoticed by Loethene. He was so different from his brother it was genuinely jarring. It would be so easy to just trust and believe him, to let his guard down, relax, be happy… but, even if Zupay erased all possible doubt that he wasn't acting with ulterior motives- other than upsetting his brother, and hell, even if Loe fell in love with him, he still wouldn't allow any intimacy between them. Aerlan wasn't going to be sleeping forever, and he already feared the demon would slaughter a number of people before finding him, and he couldn't imagine what he'd do if he discovered he and Zupay had sex. Loe would most certainly be brutally murdered, or worse, be turned into one of those lifeless, animated bodies.

 

"I wouldn't object," Loethene replied, attempting to be less prickly. He wouldn't let this sort of freedom run in his head for too long, since if Zupay was lying about all this, his patience would eventually run thin and Loe would be punished. And if Zupay was genuine, than he deserved some level of warmth from the elf. "I enjoy the outdoors," he told him, ruefully remembering Aerlan's plans for it…

 

"Alright, I will," Loethene answered him, it was a reasonable request. More than reasonable, even. Loethene walked after Zupay through the hall, and up the stairs. His own room… he'd never had his own room. With the exception of the first time Aerlan was absent, but that was hardly the room to himself, since he was mostly within his cage. He needed to stop making comparisons, it'd only wear him down. And if this was all an act, a show, naturally Zupay would seem preferable to Aerlan.

 

Zupay had already started to leave him in the room. It was so elegant and large. And still quite simple, with few of the frills Aerlan surrounded himself with. Loethene did always prefer simplicity. Stop it. Regardless, he needed to be loyal to Aerlan. He believed he had genuine reasons for despising Zupay so.

 

"Yes… thank you," Loe replied softly, looking at the room in awe. Clothes… he really had prepared for him, hadn't he? He had to be suspicious of this. Everything had been prepared after such a short amount of time. He realized that Zupay had an inside contact who was likely there for a long time! Maybe even meeting at the mall was planned out. He couldn't be too careful here. He walked out onto the balcony, it overlooked a really beautiful garden.

[Zombie_In_A_Box]

Months passed with Loe being in Zupay's mansion. Just as promised, the elf was allowed to go outside, even out to town when accompanied by Zupay himself. He still had to help around in the kitchen, from time to time being assigned other chores as well, but Zupay kept his promise. He didn't attempt to make any bold moves on the man. That isn't to say he didn't touch the elf at all, of course. He simply never went further than it seemed Loe was comfortable with.

 

One evening, Zupay requested that the elf watch a movie with him. "We both deserve some relaxation, don't you agree?" He smiled, seating himself down on the leather couch. The demon casually placed a hand over Loethene's thigh while flipping through the channels until he was satisfied with what he had found. He set the remote away, leaning against the pillows while lightly brushing his fingers in repetitive motions over the other's hip. He'd made it clear that the elf was to tell him if what he did made him feel uncomfortable, and he always backed off. Until he was told, however, Zupay tended to allow himself some casual touches in hopes that Loe himself would start wanting more.

 

Meanwhile Aerlan was still deep in his slumber. It seemed that he was regaining his form little by little, but he was nowhere near the point of waking up yet. Many of the servants were beginning to give up, some even daring to try and run away. That, of course, only helped Zupay to infiltrate his brother's mansion with ease. Oh... If only Loe knew why the rivalry between them was so high. If only he knew of the pain that was caused. Or the lives that had been lost - had been taken. Neither one of the brothers was innocent. One, perhaps, was more at fault than the other. One, after all, had started the fighting. One had slaughtered their very own parents. Even in the demon world that was not a crime that could be easily forgiven.

[Noise Prince]

Aerlan was still sleeping. He was sleeping for a very, very long time. Loethene thought about him a lot. Sometimes he'd stop thinking about him as much, then not much at all, then something would remind him, and then for the entire days his thoughts never left the monstrous demon that tormented him so much. He couldn't help but wrestle with the involuntary thought 'I miss him. I want to go back' during these times. He didn't want to feel that way, but in the pit of his soul, he wanted Aerlan to wake up and come get him. He couldn't help but remember and dwell on the terrible things he'd done to him, but most times he thought of him, his thoughts went to when Aerlan pulled him at his side despite resistance, and fed him morsels from his fingers.

 

Months had gone by, and Zupay was a poor substitute for Aerlan specifically, but life was definitely easier. Instead of tiptoeing and counterbalancing his choices and the consequences, he was dealing with constant suspicions and counterbalancing his skepticism and the alluring peace that came with trust. He was able to go out as he pleased. He spent a lot of times in the garden. Once, he even had a lunch outside, the picnic he never got, but he felt so guilty he never did it again. He had even been taken into town on request, so long as Zupay was with him, it was fine. He caught himself looking for Aerlan, hoping for a reverse altercation. He avoided using a trip to town as an activity to occupy his time between his chores too much to avoid those thoughts.

 

Zupay really never touched him against his wishes. In the beginning, he didn't even touch him and then stop when Loe said he didn't like it. Once Loe was comfortable enough with him, Zupay became a good judge of Loe's judgement. Even then, it was only touching. He was tired of constantly being on guard, and for retaliating against Zupay for not being Aerlan in some twisted way. It was nice to be touched again. It was nice to be touched gently. And affectionately. Loethene felt as if this was somehow a betrayal to Aerlan, he could only remember flinching at the other demon's light touches. Maybe if he hadn't been so cold with him, he wouldn't have worked himself into the formless, terrifying shapeless state. Even if the sex just before was… Loe would never forget how his body electrified.

 

During a movie, Zupay was lightly touching him, soft and casual, like usual. But he started at his thigh and stroking at his hips. Normally this was the sort of thing he'd be uncomfortable with and Zupay would be able to tell and stop. This didn't happen this evening. He just didn't feel the same hardened defensive knee-jerk that he typically did. He missed the most gentle ways Aerlan treated him, that was one thing Zupay could provide, it seemed. It had been so long since Aerlan fell asleep, what if he didn't even care about Loethene when he woke up? Zupay could have his wish, he'd earned enough of Loe's trust.