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Fading into the light	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 9792 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Constantine, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 14
- 15
- 16
Warnings: contains
bondage, discipline and toys

mirage: I'm happy that
you like it and yes it will still be some time before the baby
finally comes.

loner654: *sips your
tea* Bally's good side is so under appreciated.
;-) But I don't think he's much for working, but rather spends John's
money.

Loki: Oooh, I
absolutely love your names. They are all beautiful and original and I
think I have already found my favorite. I have already decided the
baby's gender, but I won't tell. Thanks a lot for giving me the
names, because I'm really shitty at naming
OC's.

Chapter 15 – How to shut up a half-breed

“No.” John threw up his
hands in exasperation. This was another of those days he wanted to
strangle his demon lover. John this, John that, fetch this, fetch
that. What the hell did Balthazar think he was? His fucking slave?

“But I want to have popcorn
now.” Massaging his temples the exorcist looked at the demon,
who was languorously stretched out on his
leather armchair. Balthazar had been whining for about twenty minutes
and John's headache was finally reaching gigantic proportions.

“For the last time. No,
goddammit.” If he had to listen to
Balthazar's whining a few minutes longer, he might really consider to
suffer hell instead. Was it really that much worse? Fortunately the
sudden ring of the telephone shook John out of his angry thoughts.

The call was from a
customer, who needed him for an exorcism as soon as possible. Payment
included. It seemed like finally someone up there had mercy on the
plagued exorcist. Ending the call, John grabbed his utensil bag and
his coat. Before he could walk out of the door, Balthazar called him.

“Hey Johnny-boy, where are you
going?”

“Exorcism.” John really
felt like just walking out of the door and slamming it. Balthazar had
been exceptionally annoying the last couple of days, always demanding
strange food or other things, he expected
John to buy.

“Can I come with you? Your
shitty apartment is boring me to death. You could have at least
bought a tv.”

“Shut it, Bally. After what
happened last time I won't take you with me again. Ever.” He
had to admit that Balthazar had helped in getting them their payment,
but the family had complained to their priest, who now refused to
send him other customers. And all because his lover didn't bring the
fucking crucifix. Assuming that the discussion was finished, John
opened the door to step out of the apartment.

But Balthazar was far
from giving up yet. He still wanted his popcorn and he was going to
get it, whether John liked that or not.
“Don't forget my popcorn.” He tried to fight the grin
that threatened to spread over his face as he saw John's look of
outrage, but a small snicker escaped him none-the-less.

Growling low in his
throat John slammed the door without answering.

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When John returned to
the flat Balthazar had found something to occupy himself with. A
couple of days before he had been bored and had ordered various items
from a catalog. The goods had been
delivered shortly after John had left and were now strewn all around
the happy half-breed.

John was so tired that
he would probably have ignored the mess, if he hadn't stumbled over
an empty box as soon as he entered the door. He managed to catch
himself without landing flat on his nose, but unfortunately he also
caught sight of the bill. Quickly grabbing the sheet of paper he
scanned it.

Blinking unbelievingly
he read it again. No, the numbers hadn't changed during the last five
seconds. This was it. This was the last
straw. Turning his attention on his lover, who was calmly studying
another catalog, John exploded.

“What the fuck do you think
you are doing? You little shit spend the whole money I made during
the last month for clothing and sex toys. Are you fucking insane?
I've had it Bally. If it wasn't for the kid I'd really deport your
sorry ass this time.”

John's mad rant was
interrupted by Balthazar, who didn't even
look up from his catalog. “You know
you wouldn't do it anyway. Where's my popcorn?”

Just one hit. One hit
wouldn't damage the baby. John reasoned with himself as he stalked
closer to his demonic lover. But then one of Balthazar's new
acquisitions caught his eyes. Mmh. This
would probably shut the half-breed up.

“I don't have popcorn, but I
brought you another present. Just close your eyes, Bally.” The
sound of John's voice had suddenly changed from anger to a sultry
purr. Thinking that he was about to get a gift Balthazar closed his
eyes, unawares of his lover's devilish plan.

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What the hell?
Balthazar was surprised when silk ties
suddenly would around his wrists, tightly tying them together.
Protesting loudly he tried to snap his bonds, but they had been
enchanted and held against his furious onslaught.

“Johnny-Boy. I'm not in the
mood to play with you now. Leave it.”

But the only answer he
got was a smirk and another silk scarf that was pressed between his
lips. “We aren't playing, Bally.” John's voice still
sounded like a purr, far lower and sexier than he usually did. Maybe
he had overdone it a bit lately. But Balthazar's realization
came slightly too late, since all his struggles were useless against
the tight bonds.

Balthazar tried to
speak through the gag, but everything he said was muffled. “What
Bally? I didn't catch that. You want to know what I'm going to do?”
Before the half-breed could even attempt to
answer, John had already pulled him up and dragged him over to their
bed.

Throwing his lover down
onto his belly John pulled his hands up and fastened them on the
headboard. Balthazar tried to struggle as best as he could, but John
effectively kept him still by straddling his waist. He could feel the
first slivers of arousal stir in his cock at seeing Balthazar
underneath himself. Completely helpless.

Grinning John quickly
unbuttoned the half-breed's shirt and pushed it up to his hands. Then
he stripped away his pants, before simply getting up and walking back
to the living room. He could hear Balthazar curse and protest, but
the gag effectively muffled his voice. Scanning the living room John
picked up the toys he planned to use on his annoying half-breed.

When he returned to the
bedroom, Balthazar had stilled his movements, obviously accepting his
position. “Get on your knees.” Balthazar's retort was
inaudible through the gag, but since he didn't move his hips, John
assumed it to be a 'no'. Good. John had hoped for resistance.

Picking up the riding
crop he had brought from the living room, John didn't comment on the
lack of movement. Without a warning he let the crop connect to
Balthazar's ass cheeks. The half-breed yelped at the sudden sting.

Pleased by the reaction
he had gotten, John spoke. “I'm going to teach you a lesson,
you little shit. You won't order from catalogs
and you won't keep nagging me continuously. Understood?”
Balthazar stayed completely silent, refusing to give in to John,
since he secretly enjoyed the game.

He moaned as ten hard
lashes were delivered to his ass, pleasurable pain flooding his body.
Damn it. John really knew what he was doing. Balthazar tried to
squirm a bit, attempting to gain more
friction on his hard cock. When John asked him again, he still kept
silent.

Another ten lashes,
before John's cool fingers stroked the flesh of his ass. The exorcist
was fascinated with the redness his lashes had caused and the heat
that radiated from the abused cheeks.
Judging by the sounds his lover was emitting, Balthazar was having
fun. That didn't do. As long as the half-breed enjoyed himself, he
would never give in.

Dropping the riding
crop next to the bed, John retrieved his next item of choice. The
exorcist wriggled his hands under Balthazar's body, quickly pinching
his hardened nipples. Finally the half-breed lifted his hips a bit to
allow John more room. And that was all John needed. Before Balthazar
had caught on to his lover's plan, the leather cock
ring was already in place.

John grinned at
Balthazar's protests, while his fingers softly stroked along the
half-demon's cleft. “Are you ready to give in yet?”
Balthazar's breathing hitched as John's fingers trailed over his
puckered opening and yet he shook his head. Pleased John coated his
fingers with the lube he had brought.

Sliding two fingers
into his lover's opening, drew wonderful
moans from the half-breed, that were only barely muffled by the gag.
Slowly scissoring his fingers, John relaxed the muscled entrance,
preparing him for the next step of his sensual torture.

When he added a third
finger, Balthazar tried to draw him deeper,
but John didn't allow him to. Deeming the half-breed sufficiently
stretched the exorcist withdrew his fingers. Reaching down from the
bed, he picked up the next toy.

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Balthazar moaned in
shock, when John's fingers were replaced by the blunt head of a
vibrator. Pleasurable sensations shot down
to his cock as John slowly pushed the toy deeper into his body. “Do
you give in?” He could feel the slight pressure of the plastic
device against his prostate, but up till
now the pleasure was still easily bearable, so he shook his head.

If he had seen John's
devilish grin, he might have decided otherwise, but he didn't. So he
almost stopped breathing in shock, when John switched the toy on,
creating a constant stimulation against his prostate.

Balthazar struggled and
writhed against his bonds, but they still
held fast as pleasure coursed through his body. The sensations went
straight to his cock, coiling tighter and tighter in his belly. But
John still denied his release. Walking over to the bedroom door, John
said: “I'll send back everything else. I'll be back, when I'm
finished. Have fun, asshole.”

TBC...
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