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New breed of evil	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 8343 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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.

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Thanks to L.A, Patty,
Morningstar and Claire for their wonderful reviews. Hearing from you
guys made my day, like it usually does.

Warnings: murder,
bondage (There have already been far heavier scenes in past chapters,
but I'll still warn you.)

Chapter 20 – Two missions completed

Midnite's expression
was stony as he finally entered the room. He was being followed by a
man John had never seen before, but judging by the smell of blood and
death that still clung to his skin he had just recently risen from
the dead. While Midnite sat down in a chair opposite John, the other
man walked over to the door, taking the place next to it.

As soon as he had sat
down the voodoo priest began to speak: “I know what you want
and I'm not going to help you.”

Lighting himself a
cigarette John contemplatively stared at Midnite, who had diverted
his attention away from him and was now examining a few relics
stacked on the table. “Still guarding your precious balance,
huh?”

John had to suppress a
grin, when Midnite sighed in exasperation. They had had this
discussion at least a thousand times since he had come to LA. While
he had still been on the side of God it had always annoyed him that
Midnite refused to help, but now it was merely amusing.

“John, I won't change my
opinion in this. I have already helped you once, endangering the
safety of the balance and I won't do it again.”

“Ah, so helping me is screwing
with the balance, but raising the dead to use them as personal
servants has nothing to do with it.”

Midnite's face showed
no reaction and yet John knew that he had won. The resignation could
almost be smelled in the air. Managing to keep the telltale grin from
his face John waited for the voodoo priest to finally give in.

“He's doing an exorcism at the
St. Peter's Church.”

“Thanks a lot, Midnite.”

John wasn't sure
whether or not the voodoo priest was grumbling at him or praying, but
he didn't care anyway. Now he only needed to get rid of the exorcist
and he could finally go back to more interesting business. His mind
wandering off to Lu John disappeared.

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Using astral projection
to stay hidden from view John looked at the situation inside the
church. The young exorcist was perched on top of the possessed,
muttering his bible verses to keep him at bay. That one was good.
Almost as good as he himself had been.

Quickly scanning his
mind a smirk spread over John's face as he found the perfect way to
get rid of his target. Smiling evilly he opened his hand, a bottle of
water appearing there. It looked exactly the same as the holy water
the exorcist had stored in his bag. Replacing the holy water with the
simple one John started whispering to the demon.

Having set everything
in motion John sat down in a nearby armchair, lighting himself a
cigarette and waiting for the play to unfold. Completely oblivious to
the fact that his bottle was filled with simple water the exorcist
continued, painting a cross on the possessed's forehead.

The demon receded,
obviously overpowered. Wiping the sweat from his brow the young
exorcist loosened the bonds, before he stepped away from the bed. And
then chaos broke loose.

The demon reared up
again, now free from the bonds. He was infused with John's demonic
power, the former exorcist's command driving him to attack the other
man. His talons ripped into the flesh, causing blood to drip onto the
floor. A last coughing breath and the exorcist's heart stood still.

John was pleased and
pissed both at the same time. Pleased since he had completed his
mission without much trouble and pissed because his shiny, white
shirt was splattered with drops of blood, staining the material red.
Swiping a dismissing hand down himself John let the blood disappear,
before vanishing from the church.

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Lu was stretched out on
the bed, comfortably reclining against the pillows as John entered
the room. John could feel the Devil's burning gaze sweep over his
body, coming to rest on his crotch. He knew that his cock had
hardened the moment he had lain eyes on Lu, the bulge in his pants
clearly outlined in his pants.

“So. You came to get your
reward, Sonny?”

A grin the only answer
he gave to Lu, the former exorcist got onto the bed, crawling towards
Lucifer. It was time for some serious payback. Straddling Lu's hips
he met the Devil's mouth in a fierce, burning kiss.

Their tongues tangled
together, the taste of sulfur and sin invading his mouth. He could
have easily gotten lost in the taste, but he had a plan to see
through. Breaking their kiss John let his tongue trail along Lu's
throat, nipping and biting at the base.

Lu seemed to be in the
mood to let his consort play to his heart's content, since he simply
let his clothes vanish and stretched out on the pillows, a moan
falling from his lips. His ego swelling with the knowledge that he
was the only one, who could have the Devil completely at his mercy
John slid lower, his tongue teasing Lucifer's nipples.

The small nubs pebbled
under his touch as he sucked one of them into his mouth, twisting the
other between his fingers. Biting down hard John tasted faint traces
of blood as a groan of pleasure reached his ears.

Sliding lower John let
his nails scratch over Lu's chest, leaving red welts behind. It was a
rare pleasure to be given control and perfect for his plan. Capturing
the drop of pre-cum that rested at the tip of Lu's cock John had to
concentrate to not completely forget the game he was playing.

He let the tip of
Lucifer's cock slide into his mouth, his tongue teasing and swirling
around. Trying to not get distracted by his lover's pleased groans
John took more of Lu's dick into his mouth, drops of pre-cum oozing
down his throat.

So close. He could
almost feel it. Maybe a single contraction of his throat would be
enough to push Lucifer over the edge. It was time. A grin spreading
over his features John concentrated and suddenly vanished from the
room, leaving Lucifer unsatisfied.

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His rage was
instantaneous. How dare he leave him unsatisfied? A growl filled the
room as Lucifer got up from the bed. So John had still not learned
his place. He should have known that his stubborn consort would
sooner or later try to get back at him for leaving him hard and
aching, but he hadn't expected this.

Having calmed down a
little Lu could almost find the situation amusing. It was so typical
John. His rebel exorcist had once again shown that he didn't even
respect the Devil. But he still needed to be taught a lesson.

A white suit appeared
on his body as Lucifer disappeared from hell. Reappearing outside of
John's flat he was pleased to find his consort there. Not that he had
expected any different from John. His consort enjoyed annoying him
and if he suspected correctly he was looking forward to his
punishment.

Now that he stood in
front of his consort's door, Lu could barely find it in himself to be
mad at John. This was exactly the behavior he had always admired in
the exorcist and he should have expected that it would now be
directed at him. But his dark beauty didn't need to know that just
yet.

Contorting his face
into a mask of anger Lu broke down the door and entered the
apartment. He was immediately faced with a naked and grinning John,
stretched out in his leather armchair and comfortably smoking a
cigarette.

His dear consort didn't
seem too worried, obviously sure that his punishment would consist of
the pleasurable torture Lu knew that he longed for. Not that he was
wrong, but Lucifer could resist the temptation long enough to play a
little with him first.

The smug grin didn't
disappear from John's face when metal chains wrapped around his body,
but the moment he found himself hanging from the ceiling of Lu's
personal torture chamber the smug expression began to waver. So his
consort remembered the lesson he had been taught.

Pleased at this
development Lu addressed his consort: “Did you really think I
don't know what you want, Sonny?”

“It was worth a try.”
Lucifer couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of his mouth as a
stubborn expression appeared on his consort's face. “So get on
with it. Are you going to torture or bore me?”

Laughing even harder Lu
let a whip appear in his hand. “Maybe I'll try for a bit of
both.”

TBC...
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