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Title: Vacation

Author: darkangel985

Pairing: Lu/John

A/N: This is a little present for Morningstar, who keeps asking me
for a sequel to “New breed of evil”. I was sure that I'd
never write that sequel, but you have managed to plant an idea in my
head. I don't know when, but I will write it. Feedback is appreciated
as always and I still haven't gotten myself a beta reader.

Vacation

The smell of singed
sheets and dried blood instantly invaded his nose as soon as he
awoke, appealing to his demonic senses. Keeping his eyes closed
Constantine stretched, reaching for the nightstand and his pack of
cigarettes.

His smoke lit as soon
as it touched his lips, nicotine-laden
fumes invading his mouth and finally waking him up. Opening his eyes
he cursed as soon as he looked out of the window, heavy rain hiding
most of the beach resort Lu had chosen for their vacation.

It just figured. This
was probably God's way of getting back at them. Just because the
fucker was generally powerless to prevent Lu and himself from causing
death and destruction wherever they went, he had obviously opted for
doing the only thing he was capable of: Ruining their vacation by
making it rain every goddamn day for a week straight.

Seven days of rain
instead of sun and John was getting increasingly pissed at the prick.
He generally wouldn't have minded the rain, since he had almost
expected it anyway, but what was getting on his nerves was Lu's
shitty attitude.

Ever since they had
arrived the Devil was acting like a five year old who had been denied
a lollipop. After his initial temper tantrum was over he had taken to
busy himself with the stupid humans that shared their hotel and with
fucking John through every available surface of their room, but
although that kept him fairly occupied he was still pissy at being
denied what he truly wanted. And Lucifer was a real pain in the ass
when something didn't go his way.

Where the hell was Lu
anyways? Sighing, John put his cigarette into one of the already
overflowing ashtrays before he tried to pull the soiled sheet off his
naked body. It stuck to his hip, his skin glued to the soft cloth by
dried blood that had come from the vicious bite Lu had placed right
over his hip bone. The wound had already healed a while ago, but now
that he had unstuck himself from the sheet the skin began to itch
fiercely.

Getting up off the bed
John idly scratched at the reddened skin, cursing as it broke open
again. He let his customary clothes appear on his body, his black
trousers instantly sticking to the reopened wound. A scowl spreading
over his face John stalked out of their hotel
room, a lit cigarette already placed between his lips.

As soon as he stepped
out of the flat, white building warm tropical rain drenched his
clothes, flattening his bed hair to his
skull and dousing his cigarette. Directing
an annoyed gaze upwards Constantine flicked
the useless stump away before he headed in the direction of the beach
bar. If he was denied his smokes, he'd at least have a few drinks,
otherwise the shitty weather and Lu's equally shitty mood would be
absolutely unbearable.

Heavy gusts of wind
ruffled his soaked clothes, pressing his wet shirt against his skin
and outlining the perfect planes of his chest. Not able to feel the
cold due to the hellish fire that burned inside his body John didn't
pay much attention to the strong breeze. It was actually almost
welcome, since it had chased away most of the tourists.

The beach was
completely empty, but under the small shelter that the beach bar's
roof offered he could spot a white-clad figure, a slim, colorful
shape perched on it's lap. An unconscious
growl slipped from John's lips as he stalked closer, his eyes fixed
on the hula girl that happily giggled on Lucifer's lap. True that he
belonged to Lucifer and not the other way round, but that didn't mean
that John would just stand by, when his infernal lover abandoned him
in their room to amuse himself with some ignorant, human bitch.

An annoyed expression
spread over his face as he stormed towards them, noting that Lu had
added a pink flower necklace and a straw hat to his customary white
suit. Why did he even bother with the childish prick?

Ignoring
his question in favor of focusing on the
girl his powers reached out, giving her a small push that caused her
to slip off Lucifer's lap. A cry of pain and surprise fell from her
lips as she landed on the ground, the glass she had held shattering
in her grip.

Slowing his angry
strides to a casual walk John smirked while he fished a fresh
cigarette out of his pack. The grin that had spread over Lu's face in
response to his actions was a mixture of evil amusement and annoyed
protest, but he refrained from commenting in favor of taking a sip
from his bright blue drink.

John's smirk widened as
he fixed his gaze on the hula girl, who was gracelessly sprawled on
the floor and rubbing her aching backside. A swift command to her
mind and she looked him in the eye, her mouth falling open in shocked
surprise as he unceremoniously straddled Lucifer's hips.

His voice sounded
absolutely bored as he addressed her. “You aren't needed
anymore.” For a few seconds John allowed her to see the red
glow in his eyes, delighted at the sudden smell of fear and the
panicked expression on her face.

As soon as she scrambled backwards to get away from him, he turned
his attention to Lucifer, noticing the broad grin that had spread
over the infernal prick's face. “Feel a little possessive, eh,
Sonny?” Not deeming the question worth answering Constantine
grabbed the lapels of Lu's suit, pulling his lover into a fierce,
demanding kiss.

Pushing his hips forward he could feel Lu's hard cock press
against his groin. Now it was his turn to grin as he pulled the straw
hat off Lucifer's head and set the stupid flower necklace he wore on
fire. It had barely crumbled to pieces when a moan of mixed pleasure
and pain escaped his mouth as sharp teeth suddenly sunk into his
bottom lip.

Licking the blood he had drawn off his lips Lucifer spoke. “Don't
forget who belongs to whom, John.” Hearing a mumbled “asshole”
Lu broke into peals of laughter. His consort's grudging submission
never failed to amuse him, even though he was annoyed at the loss of
his Hawaiian necklace.

Leaning forward he let his tongue swipe over the former exorcist's
ear, drawing the earlobe between his teeth and biting lightly. John
had begun to squirm on his hips, pressing his hard cock forward in a
silent demand for friction. Too bad for him.

Not planning on relieving his consort any time soon Lu grabbed his
hips and steadied him, burning the exorcist's pants where his hands
rested. A fierce glow was alight in John's eyes, accentuating his
pale beauty as a scowl spread over his face.

Aroused and frustrated his consort was almost at his most
beautiful, surpassed only by the look on his face when he was angry
and aroused or by an expression of pure pain. It had been far too
long since he had last seen agony on John's face, but for the moment
he opted for simply taking his exorcist the way he was now. There
would always be time for torture after they returned from their trip.

Leaning forward he captured his consort's mouth in another
demanding kiss, their tongues tangling together until a moan of
pleasure finally slipped from John's lips. Abandoning the lush bottom
lip Lucifer let his tongue trail down over smooth, perfectly pale
skin, licking and nipping his exorcist's flesh as he went.

John's eyes had slipped close while his spine arched backwards in
pleasure, baring his throat to Lu's teeth. The devil couldn't help
but smirk at the small unconscious show of
submission that he so very rarely got from his dark beauty, instantly
taking what was offered and biting down on John's neck. Ah, the
delicious taste of sin and evil that now filled ever part of the
exorcist's veins, rushing out to wash over his eager tongue.

His own patience was growing thinner, the throbbing demands of his
erection urging him to quit playing with his consort and finally bury
himself in the tight body, that sat on his lap. John was squirming
around, trying to gain more friction, the slightly frustrated
expression once again gracing his features
as Lu refused to move. Letting another grin spread over his face
Lucifer let go of his consort's neck, grabbing the straw hat that
John had set aside before they were moving in a sudden blur of
colors.

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John needed a moment to register where they had landed, the feel
of sand underneath his back less expected than the feel of Lu's naked
body above him. The childish prick was once again ginning like a
complete maniac, the straw hat he had worn earlier back on his head.
Where the hell were they anyway? The beach around them was completely
empty, nothing visible except sand, palm
trees, the still lightly drizzling clouds and a huge mountain
in the distance.

He would have probably asked, but he didn't get the chance, since
Lucifer's mouth captured his, claws sliding over his naked skin and
replacing all questions of their whereabouts with simple lust. Sand
stuck to his hands as he grabbed Lu's
shoulders, pressing himself closer against the heated body of his
infernal lover and sliding his legs around Lucifer's hips.

A groan escaped his mouth as he finally got the friction he had
longed for the whole time, pleasure racing through his body as the
smell of sulfur-tinged pre-cum filled the
air. One of Lu's hands trailed down his thigh
and over to his puckered entrance, a wet grains of sand sticking to
his fingers. It was a rough sensation on his sensitive skin and John
couldn't stop the small scream that slipped from his lips as two of
Lu's fingers slipped inside.

He usually liked a little pain, his demonic nature almost reveling
in it, but the rough texture of wet sand sliding over his dry inner
walls was more than just a little uncomfortable and annoying, so he
tried to squirm away from it, only to have Lucifer's claws sink into
his hip.

The unconscious growl that
slipped from his lips caused Lu to grin and John had to fight the
urge to simply punch him in the face. Instead he snapped at him, his
fingernails dragging over Lucifer's back to get his attention. “Fuck
me already. There's no need to put the whole beach into my ass first,
asshole.”

Lu's grin turned into full-blown laughter, but John had still
reached his goal since Lucifer slammed into his consort's body,
deeming the rain that slicked his cock suitable lubrication.

His back was sliding over the sand with every thrust
Lu made, but at the moment John couldn't have cared less. Knowing his
body completely the devil managed to hit his prostate with every move
of his hips, sending flaming sensation shooting up his spine.

The speed of Lu's movements increased and through the haze of his
coiling pleasure John thought he could feel the earth
shake and rumble with each of his lover's thrusts. What the hell? It
obviously wasn't only his lust-fogged brain since the rumbling grew
louder the closer he drew to his release, already drowning out the
sounds of their mixing moans and growls.

A scream slipped from his lips as the fire of Lucifer's release
scorched his inner walls, sending him over the edge. At the same
moment a loud bang resounded and the sky grew suddenly darker, but
for the moment John was far too sated and relaxed to even notice it.

His eyes still closed in post-coital bliss John let a cigarette
appear between his lips, his nose twitching as the smell of burning
wood started to mix with the nicotine laden
smoke that escaped his mouth. Opening his eyes John's mouth almost
fell open in disbelief, the scene around him too surreal.

Lu was sitting next to where he lay, a broad grin spread over his
face as he watched the lava that lazily
flowed around them, avoiding the small stretch of beach that they
occupied as it searched it's way towards the sea. The palm trees were
burning and the mountain John had seen in the distance was still
spitting out ashes, fire and poisonous fumes, turning the dull,
grey afternoon into a strangely apocalyptic scenery.

Turning to Lucifer John asked. “Why the hell did that damned
volcano break out now?”

“That simple, Sonny. It's because no Hawaii
holiday is complete without it.” A grin spread over Lu's face
as he turned back towards the fire and John wondered whether
he should join in his laughter or simply hit his infernally childish
lover.

THE END
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