pretty-boyelliot:
Elliot was always pleased to see his mistress, to see a smile on her face when he did something right, or when he said the right things. He’s really grown in the time since being in the Ness’s house. It was a different kind of fancy living with them than it was with Gio. He just felt better. Healthier. He didn’t realize how much confidence could come from just looks. Elliot never thought he was bad looking, but he was just so shy. This is why he liked Selene so much, too - she could make him feel any other emotion that he wanted! And he was so sick of being sad, and grieving. Sometimes he even bothered her before he went to sleep, to song him into being happy and tired. He shrugged at her question. “I did okay. Met someone I used to know in Vegas. Got cake for my birthday!” His nose crinkled, then. “I didn’t like the costumes.”
Elliot leaned into the touch after he sat down, smiling. He thought he had more to say, but with her lips on his skin, anything else disappeared from his now one-track mind. His jaw went lightly slack and he turned himself more to her, the woman holding his full attention now. “I get to feed?” he said, a bright smile on his face as he leaned down and started to kiss her, sweetly at first, steadily growing in intensity as his hand cupped her face. He never realized how easy it was to let it all go and just sink into someone else - no thanks to a siren song.
“Is that so?” Selene said with a small raise of her brow. Selene hadn’t thought too much about her claim in the last week, and really, why should she? There were so many other toys to play with, and really she’d given the boy far more than was generous—he probably had a good time anyways. Or at least, these were the things that Selene thought in the moment with a small shrug. “Your birthday? Oh darling, how could we have missed that, my dear you should have told me.” Selene clicked her tongue, as if it was entirely Elliot’s fault and she hadn’t just forgotten. “No matter, we can do something extra special this afternoon, hmm? How does that sound? Some afternoon delight first for us, fill you up here before we go get a bite to eat somewhere?” Selene knew enough by now that food was something the young incubus enjoyed.
“Of course you do, dear boy. I don’t feel like teasing much today.” Selene hummed as her fingers carded affectionately through his hair. She really only liked to withhold feeding from him when she wanted to tease, or make him desperate. She thought fondly of the time she’d forbidden him from eating for a period before his unbound day, just curious to see how desperate he would be for her—the results had been incredibly enjoyable if she did say so herself. Selene kissed the incubus back, her tongue swiping across his bottom lip as her fingers tangled in his hair. She shifted, moving quickly to straddle his lap, pressing her body against his bare chest while she kissed him.
