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This chapter is shitty,
but considering my massive writer's block it's better than nothing at
all. The last part was inspired by Keanu's role in Dracula. Thanks go
to zeegermans, Sadsally and Nico for reviewing.

Warning: One het kiss
and a foursome (don't worry, it's slash.)

Chapter 7 – The sinner within

Just like his glass the
cigarette he had been smoking was taken away from him and John looked
up at Chas, an irritated expression instantly spreading over his
features. Before he could curse and demand his whiskey to be handed
back to him his apprentice began to speak, his voice a strange
mixture of lecture and caring. “John, you shouldn't smoke or
drink, it's bad for your health. And I need to bandage that cut.”

Putting the bandages he
had brought with him down on the table Chas grabbed John's arm,
leaving no room for an argument. Not that John would have argued. He
knew this mood of his apprentice far too well and if there really was
a moment when Chas was completely unreasonable then it was while he
was playing the mother hen.

“Shit.” John hissed
under his breath as Chas swiped the alcohol-soaked cotton ball over
the wound, sending a fierce burning through the exorcist's arms. A
mumbled 'Sorry' was the only consolation he got before Chas
continued, wrapping the cut and fixing the bandages.

Stepping back Chas
expectantly looked at John, obviously waiting for his mentor to thank
him. But he only waited for a few moments before sighing and bustling
over towards the stove. While he had bandaged John's arm he had put
the glass back down on the kitchen table and the exorcist eagerly
snatched it now, pouring himself more of his favorite amber poison.

“Whiskey can't substitute for
food, John. I'm making you something to eat.” While Chas spoke
the fizzling of a frying pan already filled the room. The smell of
frying eggs soon joined the sound and John knocked back his whiskey,
his stomach suddenly rumbling with hunger.

Before now he hadn't
even thought about how long he had gone without food, it hadn't even
come close to being the first concern on his mind. It never was in
the real world either and he supposed that if Chas didn't drop by
occasionally and check his food supplies he would have starved long
ago.

The eggs were looking
delicious when Chas set them down in front of his mentor, taking the
chair opposite of John to sit down. The expression on his face was
one of anticipation, obviously waiting for John's judgment
of his cooking skills. “Not bad, kid.”

The pleased smile that
suddenly spread over Chas' face made John's heart beat faster for a
few seconds until he willed it to calm down again. To keep an
answering smile off his face the exorcist quickly filled his mouth
with a spoonful of fried eggs, noting that they actually
were really great.

Finishing his plate
John shoved it towards Chas, knowing that the teen would clean it
without question, just like he always did. Thinking about it John
wondered how he had gotten by in real life before he had met Chas,
his apprentice usually the only thing that kept his flat from sinking
into total chaos. The only things John bothered
to sort and clean where his bottles of holy water and his crucifixes,
everything he didn't need for exorcising just standing around and
gathering dust.

To clean the pan Chas
had disappeared into the bathroom, the sink in the kitchen obviously
not working just like it did in real life. Lighting himself another
smoke John wondered if this Chas would be able to give him the help
he needed to find his real apprentice. For a moment he almost wished
that he could just stay with this Chas since he was so like the real
one, but John somehow knew that it wouldn't be possible. The only way
to get the kid back was to find and wake him.

Lost in thoughts of his
annoying yet infinitely endearing apprentice John didn't notice the
person that was slowly approaching him from behind. Only when arms
suddenly wrapped around his shoulders did he react, grabbing the
attacker's wrists and bringing them face to face

“Angela?” His voice was
filled with surprise as he stared at the Detective, her wrists still
tightly clutched in his hands. What the hell was she doing in Chas'
mind? Jealousy unexpectedly stabbed
his heart as the possibility that Chas may have felt something for
her entered his mind, but he quickly pushed the thought away, not
wanting to think too closely on what it said about himself. “What
the hell are you...” John didn't get to finish his sentence
since Angela had rushed forward, pressing her lips against his in a
demanding kiss.

Although he had never considered
Angela that way before Constantine parted his lips, allowing her
tongue entry into his mouth. True that he wants Chas in his bed and
maybe even feels something quite like love for the kid, but that
doesn't mean that he refuses an opportunity that crosses his path.
Angela isn't great, but she's better than Ellie.

John allowed his eyes to close,
forgetting that he was in Chas' mind. At least until a loud gasp
broke the silence, causing his eyes to snap open again. Sometimes he
hated being an opportunistic bastard and this was definitely one of
those times.

The expression on Chas' face was a
strange mixture of shock, anger and sadness, silent tears beginning
to run down his cheeks right before he turned and ran back towards
the bathroom. Shit. Pushing Angela away from his body John followed
him, but his apprentice had already closed the door. “Chas,
open the door.” Nothing.

“Chas.” John knew that
the kid could hear him, the bathroom door wasn't that thick. His
anger mounting, whether at himself or Angela John wasn't completely
sure of, he kicked the door, gaining no response either. “Chas,
open the damn door.”

The turning of the key seemed louder
than normal to John, while he tried to get his anger in check. He had
to explain to Chas that Angela didn't mean anything to him, that she
was nothing but a good opportunity. But
then again maybe he shouldn't tell Chas that since the kid might take
it the wrong way.

Opening the door John found the
bathroom to be completely dark, but he didn't think too much about
it. Stepping through he instantly realized his mistake as he plunged
downwards, remembering that this was Chas' mind and not the sane
reality.

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John didn't have the time to wonder whether
or not he would survive his fall since he had already landed amongst
a mass of soft cushions. Diffuse red light slowly began to fill the
room, allowing him to study his surroundings.

He had landed on a massive round bed, covered with loads of
cushions. The walls were made of
soft-looking red cloth and the ceiling was not visible in the dim
light. Strange. John wouldn't have expected to find a room that
looked like a whore's working space in Chas' mind, the kid was far
too innocent for that. It was probably only his own twisted mind that
interpreted the room as such.

John tried to get off the bed by moving the cushions aside as they
suddenly developed a life of their own, parting to reveal a naked
Chas lying next to him. His mouth dropping open in amazed shock John
stared at the pale, lithe body of his apprentice, drinking up every
detail. He let his eyes slide over the perked pink nipples, the flat
belly and towards the hardened cock that he immediately had the urge
to suck.

He had kept himself under control so many times he had wanted to
touch Chas, but seeing him naked was too much temptation. Slowly
reaching out he brought his hand to Chas' face, stroking down his
cheek. Almost like a cat his apprentice leaned into the caress,
moving his body a little closer towards John.

Emboldened by these actions John moved forward, eagerly capturing
Chas' mouth in a hungry kiss. How long had he wanted this, how long
had he watched, wanted and yet could have? Now that he had it,
nothing else mattered, nothing but the heat of Chas' mouth and the
sweet wetness of his tongue. In case that he would someday
manage to get into heaven John hoped that it would feel something
like this kiss. Simply perfect.

Distracted by Chas' hands that had buried
themselves in his hair John startled as a second mouth attached
itself to his shoulder, licking along his shoulder blade. Breaking
the kiss he had been engaged in the exorcist turned around, planning
to tell the intruder what he thought with his fist.

Another Chas? John had gotten so lost in his apprentice's lips
that he had once again forgotten where he was. And now he found
himself between two identical, naked version of Chas, one of which
was unbuttoning his shirt while the other eagerly began sucking his
earlobe.

Unable to do anything but moan John almost missed the fact that
another set of hands had joined the four which were already caressing
every part of his body, driving him out of his mind with lust.
Another Chas was crawling upwards, stroking along his legs. Damn.
Maybe he had died due to his fall and had gone to heaven.

Both of his nipples were suddenly encased in wet heat and all
thoughts of heaven or anything at all were chased from his mind. Who
cared if this was heaven or whatever, he had what he wanted and he
was going to enjoy. The third Chas had stopped stroking his legs,
unbuttoning his pants instead.

John sighed when they were finally completely open, a welcome
relief for his hard and eager prick. Not pausing for a moment Chas
swooped down, engulfing his mentor's cock with his lips, while he
continued pulling down his pants.

Crying out in pleasure John felt his hands fist in the sheets, the
mass of sensations that spread through his body almost overwhelming
him. Suddenly the wet heat vanished and realizing
that he had at some time closed his eyes John opened them again,
right in time to see one Chas straddle his hips and sink down onto
his prick.

The sight alone almost made him come, but he managed to hold back,
quickly closing his eyes again. There was still the unbelievable
tightness surrounding him and he couldn't help but moan as Chas began
to move, the added friction increasing his pleasure.

Under no circumstances did John allow anyone to fuck him, but when
Chas' finger nudged his tight ring of muscles he didn't even protest,
too happily lost in the pleasure to not let the youth have his way.
John's hips bucked up as the sensations that stemmed from his cock
were joined by a sudden spike of pleasure, a small cry escaping his
lips.

Before he could close his mouth again he felt a spongy cock tip
pressed against his lips, demanding entry. Surprised by his own want
John let them part, eagerly drawing the cock inside. He didn't give
head often, but this was Chas and letting his tongue flick out John
lapped up the pearly drop of pre-cum that had gathered at the tip.

Was it just his imagination of did Chas taste of chocolate? John
didn't get a chance to think on it since the Chas suddenly began
moving again, having stopped at a point that the exorcist hadn't even
noticed. At the same time the finger in his ass once again struck his
prostrate with unerring precision.

The triple sensation was simply too much, his mouth, his ass and
his cock filled with intense feelings that simply sent him over the
edge. John screamed Chas' name right before the darkness swallowed
him completely.

TBC...
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