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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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Just another stranger:
Thanks for your review. It'll still take some time for John to admit
his feelings (he's so dense sometimes), but even he isn't able to
resist the unbelievable cuteness of preggers Bally.

Loki: *enjoys
being glomped* Thanks go to you too, of course. And nope, Bally
doesn't know, when to stop as he will demonstrate in this chapter
once again.

This
chap is dedicated to my neighbors, who inspired me to write some
smut, because they entertained me with a fitting soundtrack this
morning. (stupid apartment complex needs soundproof walls!)

Chapter 9 - Shopping

Damn half-breed shit.
One hour of shopping for food and furniture together with Balthazar
and John was already running short of insults. He had continuously
cursed, while Balthazar dragged him through the whole mall, because
he suddenly had the desire to eat pancakes. Why did he do this to
himself again?

At the moment, they
were looking for a new kitchen table and John had to restrain himself
or he would wring Balthazar's neck. The half-breed had constantly
complained, bickered and generally made a nuisance
of himself. Not that he had expected differently, but it was grating
on his nerves none the less.

John had chosen a new
table and chairs, that would be brought to his apartment the next
day, when Balthazar started to complain again.

“I need some clothes,
Johnny-boy. I'm not going to wear your ugly things any longer. You
have absolutely no taste.”

“But you have, huh?”

Not bothering to
comment, Balthazar glared and walked in the direction of the most
expensive clothing shop he could find. Cursing loudly John followed
him. He wasn't planning on spending the little money he made nowadays
on designer clothing for an annoying half-breed shit.

“Forget it, you little shit.
We'll go to a cheaper store.” The only comment he got on that
was an icy glare from Balthazar.

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Balthazar was pissed,
when John pushed him into a small average clothing store. He couldn't
be serious. The styles available there were at least outdated by one
month and most looked as cheap as they were.

“I'm not going to wear this
cheap shit.”

“You think I'll by you an
Armani suit, when you won't be able to wear it for long anyways?
You're forgetting, that you'll be getting fat soon, asshole.”

The malicious glee on
John's face really stung. His beauty had always been his best weapon
for his job and to have that taken away to be transformed into a
waddling mass hurt. And what was it with his emotions lately, because
the thought that he wouldn't be beautiful caused tears to pool in his
eyes. Or rather the thought, that John wouldn't want him anymore,
when that happened, was what really caused him to cry.

Turning away from John,
Balthazar ran in the direction of the toilets. To his luck there was
nobody there, so he simply sat down in a corner and cried. He hated
being this emotional, but he was simply unable to control his
feelings lately.

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Why was always such an
asshole? At the moment John would have liked to kick his own ass, but
that wasn't possible. He felt guilty about what he had said as soon
as he saw Balthazar's hurt expression. How could he have known, that
it would hurt the half-breed that much?

Ah, hell. He will calm
down after a while. Deciding to give the half-breed some space John
walked around in the shop. Balthazar was right, they really sold
cheap crap. From his position, he could easily see the toilets, but
Balthazar still hadn't emerged again.

The amount of
vulnerability Balthazar had shown during the last days was unnerving.
Ever since he had sat in front of John's door, injured and looking
like a lost puppy, the half-breed hadn't really behaved like himself.
He was less arrogant and spiteful,
although he had smashed John's flat.

Suddenly John picked up
the presence of two other half-breeds, who were quickly walking in
the direction of the toilets. Not fast enough to be suspicious, but
still filled with purpose. Balthazar, shit. Abandoning the shirt, he
was examining, John sprinted in the direction of the toilets, trying
to keep hidden behind the clothing racks. Obviously they hadn't
picked up his spiritual presence yet, so he
carefully masked it.

Balthazar was still
crying on the cold tiled floor, when John burst into the toilets. “We
have to go.”

“Leave me alone.”

Managing to keep his
temper in check, the exorcist knelt down in front of the distraught
demon. John caught Balthazar's chin and forced him to look into his
eyes. “Two half-breeds are on their way here, so we have to
leave.”

The mixture of panic
and fear on Balthazar's face was an expression John had never
expected to see, although he had hoped to inspire it on many
occasions. Grasping the half-breeds arm, John tugged him out of the
toilets.

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Balthazar tried to keep
up with John's frantic stumbling through the mall. Why can't he
simply deport those assholes? Probably because we're in the middle of
a large shopping center, a voice in the back of his mind helpfully
supplied. Suddenly he found himself pressed up against John, with a
hand closing over his mouth.

They were in a dressing
booth and while John sat on the chair standing in the corner,
Balthazar was sitting in his lap. There would have easily been enough
space for both of them to stand, but he decided not to mention it.
John would only get pissed and now was not a good moment to get loud.
Besides he was comfortable, where he was.

Grinning wickedly,
Balthazar wiggled around a bit, provocatively rubbing his ass against
John's crotch. The desired result occurred
almost instantly as he felt the exorcist
grow hard. Feeling John's arousal rub along his cleft, caused his own
cock to harden in response.

“Keep still, asshole.”

Mentally
smirking at the exorcist's annoyed, but also slightly out of breath
voice, Balthazar gave another shake with his hips. “Bally.”
John dangerously growled into the half-demon's ear, although he
didn't sound too annoyed. It rather sounded like 'keep still or I
fuck you right here'.

Since Balthazar
preferred the second option, he didn't stop
his motions, forcing John to stifle a moan.
If the demons caught them here, they would have serious trouble
defending themselves. But being fucked by Johnny-boy was well worth
the risk.

“You damn little insolent
shit.” John groaned into Balthazar's ear, before biting down
lightly. His tongue trailed down the half-breed's neck, while
Balthazar was busy, rubbing his own hardened nipples through his
shirt.

Fumbling with the
zipper for a while, John finally managed to lower Balthazar's pants
and underwear. Balthazar had to bite his lower lip to prevent his
moans from escaping, when John slowly slid his hand up and down on
his straining cock. While he opened his trousers with his right hand,
he stuck the fingers of his left into Balthazar's mouth.

“Suck.”

The commanding tone
John was using, heightened the half-demons arousal, although he would
never admit that he enjoyed submitting to the exorcist. Deciding that
his fingers were sufficiently coated in saliva, John started circling
the tight ring of muscle around Balthazar's opening, before quickly
sliding the first finger in.

He had to put his hand
over Balthazar's mouth, when he added the second finger, because the
half-breed's moans were getting louder. Deciding that the passage
around his fingers had loosened enough, John quickly slicked his
straining cock with his own saliva.

Sliding into the tight
heat, he had to bite down on Balthazar's shoulder to stifle
his own moan. How had he gone these four and a half months without
fucking the half-breed? But before he could think of an answer, the
coherent part of his brain was already shutting down, lost in the
sensation of fucking his half-breed.

Balthazar was fisting
his own cock, while constantly begging John to go harder and faster.
Both of the were completely lost in the sensation. Feeling the
half-breed's ass spasm around his cock, when he came, triggered
John's own climax.

Suddenly the curtain of
the dressing cubicle was thrown open.

TBC...
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