when night comes

Raven couldn’t help but frown as he took her hands in his, preventing her from continuing. She opened her mouth to protest, only to close it as his hand wrapped around her and buried deep in the roots of her hair. Her eyes flickered up to meet his as she listened to his words. 

To say she was disappointed was an understatement. All she wanted, in that moment, was to feel the lust that he had for her. It had been so long since she was intoxicated by it. She not only needed it, she craved it. Every inch of her body begging him to give her what she wanted. 

She let out a breath at his request. “Fine.” She muttered as she unraveled herself from his grasp and stood. She closed her eyes, allowing her body to connect and immerse itself in the music that thrummed throughout the room. She moved along with it, flowing like water to the beat. 

She kept her distance from Najelon, allowing him to watch her. Allowing everyone to watch.  If he wanted more, then he’d have to demand it. He’d have to take it for himself. Though, she wondered if he’d do such a thing on a night like tonight. 

-

There were so many little ways in which he could irk Raven day to day and his sadistic side enjoyed every frown and hiss, not just the screams and futile attempts to fight back. He couldn’t help himself when it came to it. As soon as Raven turned her back to him, a long smirk stretched his lips with the most satisfaction he had felt so long in the night

In a matter of seconds, he was hypnotized by her enchanting moves and the glow of her skin. She was just so perfect for him. Naj knew, for a fact, that they were being watched. It always happened, as people knew perfectly well that they often got handsy out in the open. One side of him craved that feeling of unhinged lust, jealousy and envy all mixed together. “Closer,” the Demon demanded, at the same time he adjusted his posture briefly to let his tail materialize into sight. Sometimes, direct orders weren't enough with his prideful pet ­–it was mesmerizing how she stubbornly stood her ground after being humiliated so many times at his own hands.

The shifty tail snaked up one of Raven’s legs and wrapped around her tight to pull her closer, ready to help keep her balance in case she faltered. “Don’t you want to make me feel good? Show it.” For everyone to see.

Vee giggled at the thought of the queen’s head in a trophy case of sorts, she imagined that would certainly make his day. Her eyes followed his and spotted Raven, her being there was probably the only thing preventing Vee from just sitting in his lap right now, she didn’t feel like torturing the human. “The queen will get what’s coming to her, she can’t hide from us forever,” she smirked. “Well, I was going to suggest a little game, but it might hurt your pet’s feelings,” she pointed out, moving the arm she had around his shoulders so she could touch the back of his neck, her fingers lightly brushing across in a teasing manner.

-

“Well, unless she’s dumb enough to come to the surface, getting to her it’s going to be a hard task. But, yeah, you’re right. We’ll kill her one way or another.” That thought brought him comfort. He’d be happy just letting Azagi have her way with the Queen while he watched and listened to her screams.

Najelon’s mid was starting wander off and it was only a tinge possessiveness and the promise of a good time that grounded him back. “I decide what hurts her feelings and what doesn’t.” He snapped aT Vee, eyes hardening for a moment before his shoulders eased. “So, tell me what’s on your mind.” He could use the fun, he knew that acting like he had his guard down was like a double edge sword for the image he wanted to project. But there lied the key to it, he just needed to pretend.

Of course Isa would show up for a night like this, a chance to put on expensive clothes and mingle with lots of delicious people was far too tempting. The other demon didn’t look too happy and Isa was more than willing to go and tease him, even if he would bite at her presence. She walks behind Naj and brushes her hands over his shoulders then down his arms until her mouth is next to his ear. “Someone doesn’t know when to relax, want me to introduce you to a nice, fragile human?” The brunette smirks. 

-

“Little one,” he greeted with a slightly annoyed ring. Not because of her presence, as any other Demons were welcome to approach him anytime, or at least during nights like this when many other creatures were watching and understanding that only his own kin could walk in and feel like home.

He was annoyed because Isa was right. Naj sighed. “I have to admit it has been difficult lately…” He turned his head just enough to look at her out of the corner of his eyes. “But when have I said no to a human? Even more so now that they’re so well hidden.” Had Isa caught a strayed one? Perhaps she did know a small nest. Whatever the case, he wanted to know.

Her cheeks warmed as he took her hand and led her into the bathroom. Her body ached terribly and all she wanted to do was soak in scalding hot water. Water that wasn’t filled with salt. “Of course I’m going to feed you.” She insisted as he tugged on her hair. “How long has it been since you’ve eaten?” Is he going to be truthful? 

She peeled her dirty clothes off of her body and tossed them to the side before wrapping her arms around her body. She wanted to burn every piece.  Her clothes had been soaked in her own sweat and blood. The withdraws from her addiction had been worse than ever. And then there was the fighting with the other loyalists and the guards… She didn’t want reminders of what had happened to her under the water.

As if her stomach had a mind of its own, it growled when he asked if she was hungry. “Not really.” She muttered. She didn’t have much of an appetite as of late. She was sure she had lost weight since the last time he had seen her. The Queen had fed them, but Raven hated seafood. It only made her more nauseous and sick.  

“Thirsty.” She cleared her throat and nodded. “I could use some water…” A pause as she glanced towards the bathtub that was filling with water. “And maybe some wine? Red. Please.” 

-

“I’ve had plenty of souls.” Well, as many as he could find now that humans were harder to dig than ever before. “Just not lust. But that’s okay, think of it as…” He thought about human nutrition, something he would frequently study for Raven. “A low calorie diet.” He’d had many opportunities to feed on his sin, but no matter how tempted, he had been angrier than hungry.

And like that, a new wave of rage ran through his body once more when he saw her naked body, malnourished and beaten. Guilt as well, for taking so long to rescue her. But mostly hatred towards Saylor Zander.

“You don’t need to put on a strong front anymore, Raven. I’m going to take care of you, of all your needs.” The Demon caressed her cheek with the adoration he truly felt for her. “Wait here a minute.” And reluctantly let go of her to make a quick call for the room service to bring food and wine. He came back with a bottle of water already open yet untouched. “Here,” he said, handing it and feeling the knot in his throat grow tighter at the sight of her body again.

Bath. It would help them both. The tub was already half filled, so he stepped into the hot water and extended a hand to her. “Come on, let me clean you up.” 

"Lan has disappeared as well? Oh. Well, see? We're indeed so close that we take the same decisions at the same time."

Najelon didn't give it much thought. Lan used to do it now and then, take some time for himself and his deeds and come back whenever he felt up for some chaos again. They were Demons, time and relationships occurred diferent for them, as they did for other supernatural creatures.

The wolf wrinkled his nose at the greeting. “Don’t call me that.” The last time that someone used his full name was his alpha reprimanding him for his behavior. Before that, it might have been his adopted parents. Hearing it from a former lover or one night stand or whatever it was, felt just wrong. “The place looks nice B T dubbs.” 

His eyes watched the frazzled team leaving after barely a flick of Naj’s wrist. Such a gesture served as warning for those more cognizant of the danger Naj posed, but William hardly cared about such things. The wolf fought only when utterly necessary. The issue with the guards were just a bit of fun. “I headed here when I saw you.” First he’d indulged in some brightly colored pill offered to him by a beautiful youth wearing barely anything at all. Whatever it was had yet to kick in. 

-

Najelon glared in confusion at the wolf. So he got to call the Incubus stupid and ridiculous names but they weren’t allowed to use his full name? This new nonsense was high up the pile Will had been building all his life. And yet, the Demon let it slide because the next thing he received was a perfectly deserved compliment.

“Yes, it does, Will.” He stressed the syllable as much as he had been the past few weeks. Readjusting in the seat to look better at him, Naj finally let a pleased smile take over his features. “Of course, you did. I’m impossible to resist.” One more fixed stare as if to make sure he wouldn’t cause any more trouble and the Demon relaxed enough to search his pockets for a cigarette.

The smoke swirled up in the air as Naj sighed. “I like you here, you make parties more…” He cocked his head to one side in thought. “Entertaining.” A knowing smirk. He took another drag and warned Will before letting the smoke out. “But you better don’t go wandering where you shouldn’t ever again, hear me?”

“It will be.” Raven insisted, her voice soft as she leaned into his hand. Her eyes closed, a low hum escaping her lips as she savored the soft touch that he offered. She hoped that he believed her. That he believed that he would succeed, once more, just as he had before. 

“You worry too much.” She stated as her eyes opened to meet his. Her fingers danced across his inner thighs, slipping up the front of his crotch. She licked her lips and smiled. “I want you to be relaxed. I want you to feel good tonight. Like you’re on top of the world.” Her fingers curled at the edge of his pants, brushing against the skin of his torso. “Let me help you.”

-

Najelon smirked when she made her intentions more than clear, eyes darkened with desire staring into hers. It felt so good to be back on track with her, her desire always tasted the best, it warmed him up in a way that inflated his ego and made him want to let go of the little, self imposed inhibitions he had.

Still, tonight was special and he had to maintain control.

“Not right now, kitten.” He meant whatever was in her mind that involved unfastening his pants. “Not here. Not yet, at least.” The Incubus grabbed her hands with one of his own in a swift motion as the fingers on the other went back to her hair, entangling and gripping with contained passion. “We won’t grant them the pleasure of seeing us naked and vulnerable so soon. But you can dance on me and make them jealous. I miss your moves, princess.” He winked at her, the basic flirting feeling fresh between them.

We meet again @ Teddy & Naj

“It hasn’t exactly been an easy few months for me.” Teddy admitted with reluctance in a tone that almost felt raspy. It was low too, so that it may be more difficult to be heard by anyone watching them, but his annoyance was still obvious. As was the pointed look he gave the demon when he felt those fingers touch him. “..and before you ask –no, it’s got nothing to do with it.” His PTSD, of course. Somehow, the vampire still felt embarassed about that one little incident.

Protesting with a soft hiss when the bottle was stolen from his fingers, Teddy moved his hand to the glass and rose it to his nostrils.. “Cheap.” He had not missed the hint, though, and he caved shortly after his assessment, pursing his lips first. “I’m listening. What is it that’s got your eye this time?”

-

Najelon liked this side of his valuable partner in crime, the irritated looks and little hisses. The Incubus had a passion for the chase, as much as any other predator high in the food chain. Surely, just the same Teddy felt when he hunted for blood, Najelon’s stare sharpened as he set a side goal to regain the Vampire’s affections once more. 

“Trust me, it hasn’t been easy for any of us.”  More than challenging, he said it with the closest thing to sympathy he was able to muster. The Demon had been where his friend was now, suffering from past events too painful to forget in a single lifetime.

He softly laughed at the retort, sipping again from the, indeed, cheap whiskey. “That would be my fault. The owner here despises me, so she serves me shit in an attempt to make me leave.” Shaking his head, his eyes moved from Teddy, listening intently to him, to busy Hayden behind the counter. “Her.” Naj nodded in her direction, lowering his voice to a whisper. “She’s hiding something underneath that bar, Teddy. Something that’s either a waste of time or… Our card to fill our pantries.”

To Hayden:

"Good. Keep thinking that."

To Vee:

"You cheeky brat. You're lucky you're cute."

"I see. You're trying to get back at me. I get it, you've missed me so much it was unbearable, my dear Teddy."

"Eager for a pounding, kitten?"

"..."

"I wonder... What your actual answer would be if you weren't hiding behind a mask like a coward. Don't be shy."

Viridia will go just about anywhere to have a good time, but Nepenthe was by far in her top 2 favourites. She had been looking forward to the grand reopening for some time now, so she had been there for an hour already before she left the crowd and headed straight to where she knew Najelon would be. She had no interest in rules, if anyone had told her not to go up there she would have simply laughed and kept going. She smiled when she saw him and casually sat on the armrest of his seat, throwing an arm around his shoulders. “How do you sit here, looking at all this, and still not look like you’re having a great time?” she chuckled, but was genuinely curious as to what was on his mind. “What will it take to put a smile on that face?”

-

Even if most of them were new to the job for the reopening, security at the N was smart enough to not mess with any other Demon approaching the boss. Viridia was no exception. Her presence came as natural as the arm curling around her waist the moment they touched. “Hey Vee,” he greeted without lifting his head. Her questions arose so many others in Najelon’s busy mind, he knew what he wanted, it was the how and when that mostly kept him frowning.

“You know, cutting the Mer Queen’s head would do it.” Instinctively, his eyes wandered across the club, looking for Raven until they spotted her mixing herself a drink on the closest counter. It had been a while since they recovered the Loyalist, but he still wondered why. More and more questions. He grunted. “What do you offer to take my mind off shit, my dear?”