New breed of evil | By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 8307 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Morningstar: Thanks for
reviewing. I could have described the house, but it isn't really
important for the story. And that John's brother is wearing a suit is
more of a symbolism. The suit as synonym for the persona associated
with it. It made sense to me, but thanks for pointing it out.
Serpentlady: Thanks for
the praise.
Loki: Don't worry I
have something 'nice' in store for Angela.
Warning: contains
spanking, bondage and mild torture
Pairing:
John/Balthazar(/Lu...kinda)
Chapter 3 – Finger-licking good
“Balthazar?”
John couldn't believe
his eyes. The half-breed was hanging from the ceiling of Lucifer's
personal 'playroom', completely naked. He was in his humanoid from
and his body was covered in cuts and bruises. His skin was crusted
with dried blood, that had also formed a puddle at his feet.
“He's being punished for his
alliance with Gabriel. I thought you might want to have a go.”
Taking a step back, he motioned for John to go ahead. John circled
his former enemy and couldn't suppress the
smirk spreading over his face. Who would have thought, that he'd ever
get the opportunity. Walking over to the shelf on the wall, he
examined the assorted whips, knifes and other torture devices, he had
never seen before. There even was a bottle of holy water.
He was about to pick up
the water ampule, when Lucifer interrupted him: “Wait. Let me
get comfortable first.”. A couch and a small table appeared
next to Lu. There was a plate with grapes and a glass of red wine or
blood, John wasn't sure of it, standing on the table. Stretching out
on the couch, Lu lit himself a cigar and made a quick hand gesture at
Balthazar. All the injuries on his body were instantly gone and he
looked once again his shiny best. “Now we can get started.”
Unable to decide,
between a whip and the holy water, John stood in front of the shelf.
Then something small and shiny caught his eye. Balthazar's coin. He
quickly flipped it over his fingers a couple of times, before putting
on a pair of gloves and dipping the coin into the sacred water.
Lifting Balthazar's
chin, John caught the half-breed's eyes, hate and anger shining back
at him. “Hello, Bally.” He kept his tone light and
teasing as that had always been the easiest way to get the half-breed
riled up. It worked, just like he thought it would.
“What, Johnny boy? Don't know
how to torture a guy?”
“Shut up, Bally.”
He could see, that the
half-breed wanted to retaliate, but wasn't able to, because he was
bound to John's command. Grinning at the demon's enraged face, John
leaned closer to his ear and whispered: “Time for a little
payback, asshole.”.
Lifting up the coin, he
drew a line from Balthazar's throat down to his pubic hair, the skin
blistering wherever it was touched by the holy water. He walked
around the half-breed, to draw a similar line from his neck down to
the crease of his ass. Balthazar's hiss of pain encouraged him to
continue.
Returning his focus to
the demon's front, he dipped the coin into the holy water again and
let it drip over his shoulders. The drops
of water running down over his skin, leaving trails of blistered
flesh behind. His nostrils were assaulted by the stench of burning
flesh, but John didn't pay attention to it. Instead, he circled each
of Balthazar's nipples with the coin, before pressing in firmly onto
each of the small nubs.
When he heard Lucifer
chuckle, John looked up from his work. The Devil lay sprawled on his
sofa, the grapes dangling loosely from his fingers. He let his
unoccupied hand trail down his body, drawing John's attention to the
prominent erection straining his pants.
“Very nice, John. But you're supposed to torture, not pleasure
him.”
Turning back to
Balthazar, he could see, that the half-breed had hardened during his
little game. He quickly drew the coin from base to tip of Balthazar's
cock, earning a hiss of either pain or pleasure or both. Walking over
to the shelf again, John put the coin away and selected one of the
wooden paddles lying around.
Stepping behind
Balthazar, he lashed out with his whole power, creating a satisfying
smack, when the paddle connected to the half-breed's backside. He
relentlessly hit Balthazar's ass and the back of his thighs,
until they rivaled the color of Lucifer's wine. But he had refrained
from breaking the skin, stopping just before the first drop of blood
could start to flow. Leaning close to Balthazar's ear, he whispered:
“Enjoying yourself?”
He knew, that he
wouldn't get an answer, but the needy moan told him all he had to
know. Half-breed bitch. Returning to the shelf, he selected a metal
cock ring and a leather whip. He fastened
the ring around the base of Balthazar's cock, tighter than what could
be pleasurable or even remotely comfortable. This time Balthazar's
moan was clearly one of pain.
Stepping behind the
half-breed, John focused on whipping his back, once again putting all
his strength into the lashes. Blood started
pouring down Balthazar's back, covering his ass and legs and finally
pooling on the floor under him. The rich, sweet scent of blood
assaulted John's nose, heightening his senses and causing him to lash
even harder at the half-breed's ruined skin.
Finally satisfied with
his work, John threw the whip aside. He bent forward and licked the
blood off Balthazar's back, trying to catch every single drop. The
taste on his lips was better than any other taste he could remember.
He realized for the first time, that his cock was painfully hard in
his pants, throbbing with arousal, that was fueled by the scent of
blood, pain and desire in the air. But he wasn't sure if he would be
allowed to fuck Balthazar, so he looked over to Lu.
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Lucifer was still
sprawled out on the couch, but while John was occupied, he had opened
his pants and was now languorously stroking
his own cock. Seeing John's questioning and hungry gaze, Lu waved his
unoccupied hand at him.
“Go right ahead. Feel free to
play whatever you like.”
The look on Balthazar's
face was priceless. A mixture of panic, pain, desire and disgust.
Drama queen. Lu knew the little shit well enough to be certain, that
he enjoyed every second of it. He kept his eyes fixed on John, who
was now pulling a table, that had stood at the far wall, into the
middle of the room. Then he freed Balthazar from his chains, throwing
the minion onto said table.
Lucifer increased the pace of
his strokes, when John finally bend Balthazar over. His ass was still
smeared with blood and it would feel unbelievably good to bury his
claws in the soft flesh and rip it to shreds. But for now, he would
have to content himself with watching John, like he had promised. Not
that it mattered if he kept his promises anyway, because he
was the Devil and lying his second nature.
Watching John fuck Balthazar was pleasurable enough as he had a
perfect view of John's ass and many ideas, what he would do with it
later. He watched as John scooped up a bit
of blood and thrust two fingers into Balthazar's puckered opening.
The half-breed cried out in a mix of pain and pleasure, as John
pumped his finger's in and out of his ass, setting a punishing
rhythm. Lucifer swept his thumb over the head of his cock, already
close to coming, when John finally placed his hard shaft against
Balthazar's ass.
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He almost came the second, he heard the half-breed's needy
whimpers. But he wanted more. Wanted the arrogant asshole to beg for
it. Nudging his cock against the entrance, he teased Balthazar by
almost slipping inside. Bending over the half-breed's back, John
whispered into his ear: “Beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you,
bitch.”
“Yes...I...please.”
Unable to contain the triumphant grin at his victory over the
half-breed, John slid completely in with a single thrust. His moan
was answered by harsh panting from Balthazar, who tried to buck his
hips and fuck himself on John's cock. Setting a hard rhythm John
snapped his hips forward, his fingers
leaving dark bruises on the half-breed's skin. Balthazar was sobbing
now, begging him to release the hold of the cock
ring. His pleading was the sweetest music Constantine
had ever heard.
Biting Balthazar's ear, he whispered: “Who am I Bally? Tell
me who's fucking you.”
“JOOOHN.” Balthazar's answer turned into a loud howl,
when John released the tight hold of the cock
ring. The climax, that had teased Balthazar the whole time,
finally swept through him. His cum coated the table in front of him,
while his anal channel constricted around John.
Feeling Balthazar's muscles squeezing his dick, John lost it,
giving in to the urge to bury his teeth in the half-breed's neck. As
thick rich blood flooded his mouth, his cum flooded Balthazar's ass.
Completely spend the two of them collapsed on the table, trying to
regain their breath.
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John was shook out of his orgasmic stupor by the sound of
clapping. Not bothering to hoist himself off Balthazar, he looked
over to the couch. Lucifer was still clapping, his white suit
unruffled and perfect like it had been before.
“Well. Now that the two of you have developed such an
amicable working relationship...” he grinned broadly, “...we
can move to the next point of my schedule.” Popping a grape
into his mouth, he continued to talk, not bothered
by the fact, that his two companions were
still lying on the table and John hadn't yet found the strength to
remove his cock from Balthazar's ass.
“I'm really busy at the moment and there is that monastery I
wanted to take care of for a while. 'St. Anne's' thirty
miles south of L.A. Time for you to do some work, John.” With
that he was gone, leaving John and Balthazar on their own.
TBC...
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