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Fading into the light	By : darkangel985 Category: 1 through F > Constantine Views: 9775 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter 6 - Termination

Having found a small
bar, John was currently nursing a large
whiskey, trying to come to terms with this new situation. Why did his
life always have to get fucked up by somebody? Wasn't it enough, that
he could see demons, and all that shit? No. Of course not. And now
this fucked up mess he was in.

At first, he had hoped
to be hallucinating. That his psychic ability was off or that the
demon slime, he had been covered in had been hallucinogenic. These
reasons were less mad than the simple truth. Balthazar pregnant with
his child. Definitely the sickest joke Lu had ever made in his
expense. But who said, that he had to accept it.

Ordering another
whiskey, he thought about it. There had to be a way to get rid of the
child. He wasn't going to become father to some half-demon spawn of
Balthazar's. He didn't want to be a father, period. Chas had been
annoying enough, so he figured that having a child stick around for
years was infinitely worse. And it would cost money. A whole lot of
money. Scowling into his glass, he drowned it in a single gulp.

He couldn't very well
drag Balthazar to an abortion clinic, but there had to be another
way. John doubted, that he would find any information in his
countless books. On the other hand, what would kill a demon would
most likely also get rid of demonic spawn.
He could simply try it out on Balthazar. Not like he'd mourn the
half-breed if something went wrong. Ignoring the voice at the back of
his mind, telling him otherwise, John left the bar, looking for a
taxi.

It had started to rain
heavily, while he sat at the bar. To his luck a taxi pulled up,
almost immediately. When he as about to get in, he head Chas call out
to him. John hesitated for a second,
waiting what the kid/angel had to tell him this time.

“John, wait you can't do this.
The kid, it is...”

No, he didn't want to
hear that at the moment, so he got in the car, closed the door and
barked at the driver to hurry. John didn't realize, that the thunder
overhead almost sounded like laughter and words. Words, that told him
to go on, to condemn himself.

He couldn't see Lucifer
standing on the sidewalk,laughing as the taxi drove by.

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Balthazar was sitting
in the leather armchair dozing, when John entered his apartment.
Grabbing the half-breed's arm, he immediately dragged him into the
bathroom, ignoring his protesting yells. Finally getting free of
John's grip, Balthazar incredulously looked
at him.

“What is wrong with you for
fuck's sake?”

“We're gonna get rid of it.”

“You know how to?”
Balthazar's voice sounded eager. That was good. If the half-breed was
willing, it would be far easier to do. Not that he had expected
Balthazar to resist anyway. He just couldn't picture the demon with a
child in his arms, without having ripped it's throat out first.

“I know what to do. Undress.”

A leer immediately
flitted over Balthazar's face. “Is that necessary or for your
enjoyment, Johnny-boy?” Seeing the glare, that John cast his
way, the half-demon complied without further protest. Unsure, how
Bally would take the proposition, to have holy water shoved up his
ass, John decided he had to distract the demon first.

“Lay down on your back.”
Balthazar looked puzzled, but complied nevertheless. When John
straddled his waist and pressed his already
hardening dick against the half-breed's hips, his expression became
even more quizzical.

He didn't understand,
why John did what he was doing, but as their lips connected and their
tongues entangled, it wasn't that important anymore. Trying to tear
at John's clothing, he quickly found his wrists pinned to the
bathroom floor by one of John's hands.

The other trailed down
his body, stroking his cock to full hardness. What the hell had
suddenly gotten into Johnny? Banning the question from his mind and
just enjoying the attention, Balthazar relaxed against the cool
floor. The kiss had gotten fiercer and now John was nibbling on his
bottom lip, drawing a bit of blood.

The sensation of slight
pain fueled Balthazar's lust and he put his
full desire for John into the kiss. John's hard cock rubbed against
his own, only separated by the thin cloth of John's pants. But with
his hands pinned, he could do nothing to get them off and finally get
his craved skin-on-skin contact. He moaned in protest, when John
broke their kiss, but immediately afterwards hissed in satisfaction,
when he felt the possessive bites along his
collarbone.

John's mouth slid
lower, leaving a blazing trail of saliva between his throat and one
of his nipples. While his tongue swirled around the hardened bud,
John's fingers tightened on his cock, slowly moving up and down,
coaxing another moan from his mouth.

Having bitten
down hard once, John trailed over to the other hard nipple, lavishing
it with the same attention. His fingers wandered from Balthazar's
cock, down to his balls, carefully rolling them in his hand.

Letting his mouth
wander lower, he finally reached his destination and blew light puffs
of air over the tip of Balthazar's leaking dick. He let go of the
half-breed's wrists and let both of his hands toy with his hard
nipples, pinching and twisting them almost painfully. But judging by
the wanton sounds coming out of Balthazar's mouth, the half-demon
didn't object the slightest bit.

Flicking out the tip of
his tongue, he lapped up the pre-cum gathered at the tip of
Balthazar's cock, once again tasting traces of sulfur on his tongue.
God, how he had missed that taste. Sliding his lips over the head of
Balthazar's dick, he sucked gently, causing more pre-cum to dribble
into his mouth.

John let his mouth
glide lower, enjoying the feel of the half-breed's hard shaft in his
mouth. The volume of Balthazar's moans had steadily increased
and if he got just a bit louder, the neighbors would surely be able
to hear it. That thought send a bolt of excitement
through John's body, ending directly in his groin. He so wanted to
bury himself in that hot tight ass of Balthazar's. To feel again,
what he felt in that alley four and a half months back.

“Oh, Lucifer. So good
Johnny-boy. You're so good.”

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That jolted John back
to reality. Shit. He had planned to get rid of the pregnancy, not to
get lost in sucking Balthazar off. Not wavering in his steady
suction, he reached over to the cabinet standing close by and
rummaged through the drawers. Balthazar
didn't pay attention, obviously thinking, that he was looking for
lube.

There they were. A
syringe and a bottle of holy water. He had his holy water stocked in
every room of his apartments, in case of
emergencies. Not like the one he currently had, but it would
hopefully do it's duty. Humming around Balthazar's cock, John filled
the syringe with the water.

“Turn around, asshole.”

Complying immediately,
Balthazar got onto all fours, exposing his ass to John. The exorcist
parted the cheeks with his hands and let his tongue sweep over the
puckered opening a couple of times. Once again, he tasted sulfur and
something uniquely Balthazar, that spoke of darkness and sin.

Sticking his fingers
into his mouth, he coated them with saliva, before thrusting the
first into Balthazar's ass. The half-breed moaned and tried to impale
himself further, almost making John forget his mission once again.
The absolute wantonness with which the half-breed moved was just to
beautiful and arousing.

John steeled his
resolve and slipped another finger inside. Trusting them deep, he hit
Balthazar's prostate, causing the half-breed to cry out in pleasure.
He could feel the tight ring of muscle relaxing around his fingers,
his last resistance slowly melting away.

Now was the right
moment. Balthazar was tethering on the brink of orgasm, unsuspecting
of what John had planned. Pulling his fingers out completely, he
replaced them with the slightly cold, plastic syringe.

TBC...
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