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One snap and Dom's shirt was gone. The cool air hit his overheated skin and he whimpered. He was almost tempted to crawl away as the other man came closer, stalking up the bed like some jungle cat. A second snap and his shoes and socks vanished. A tap to his ankle and his pants were gone. Kells pushed up on his knees and toed off his own Converse, his palms rubbing down his inked chest before he played with the button of his black pants. The Hunter's breath was coming faster and faster and the thin cloth between his legs was so drenched in slick he thought they might be ruined.

"Gonna dirty dance for me?" He tried to joke but he almost wanted to beg the universe that he wouldn't. He'd basically just realized he truly had ovaries and if Keliphos moved like that just for him he was positive they'd explode.

Kells bit the inside of his cheek not to cackle at his omega's thoughts but it was a hard one to swallow and then it hit him he was trying not to hide anything anymore. "I promise if that happens I'll heal you."

"I bloody well knew it!" Dom huffed, but he wanted to reward his lover for his honesty. Instead of waiting for Kells to magic his boxers away he pushed them down himself, wriggling free of them before he tossed them at his face. Kells growled low, catching the fabric between his teeth and sucking at the mess. He got so distracted by the perfect flavor of his boy that he jumped when Dom started helping him out of his jeans. The human was fast and fumbling but the eagerness drove the devil wild.

"Yeah yeah." He slurred around his mouthful and Dom huffed before tugging his boxers free.

"If you want a taste you can 'ave one, but get naked for me?" He barely got the words out before fingers were gripping his thighs and tugging until he fell flat on the bed. A soft 'oof' escaped him as his spine hit the mattress but he felt enraptured as he watched his man finish undressing. The monster's dick was so red and it looked achingly hard as it hung heavy between his lithe strong legs. The beast was coming for him again but something inside him had him rolling over and pulling his legs up under his belly until his ass was up in the air.

"Oh holy fucking shit fuck- what are you doing?" Kells growled so low his throat hurt. Maybe it wasn't completely healed from before. He dropped himself closer to the bed until he was eye level with his boy's beautiful pink drenched holes. "Do you even know?" He wondered, inching closer. Dom's scent was so fucking thick he was surprised there weren't visible whisps of it drawing him in like some old cartoon. It certainly felt like it was grabbing him by the balls. Dom's thighs spread open until his cockhead was kissing the mattress. He was so hard his foreskin was rolled back and he was leaking a puddle of precum on the ratty sheets. Snap- the fabric underneath them was soft. Egyptian cotton. Black. Of course. "I want to see the stains you leave."

"Oh fuck-" The boy groaned, resting his cheek against the pillow under him and biting it gently. "Keliphos, please?" A hand came down on his ass so hard he cried out, his hips rolling as if he were already getting fucked.

Kells choked on nothing at the sound of his name on his bitch's pillow perfect lips. It didn't sound like the curse it was coming from him. It was supposed to mean a hollow and empty shell but from Dom it sounded like he was something special to be filled with love. Or… whatever the human wanted to put into him. He crawled closer, fitting himself between Dom's long slender feet and he pressed a kiss to his bright red cheek. When his lover shivered he scraped his teeth over the pulsing skin and let his mouth search out his elixir of life dripping between quivering folds. He flattened his tongue and swiped slowly from balls to tailbone and the boy melted into the bed like liquid gold. He was certainly precious.

"Wha' am I doing?" Dom asked. He couldn't help but be curious even when his brain was melting out of his skull. His fingers gripped at the sheet and twisted, he was trying not to reach back and drag the wanker up and inside him. It didn't go very well when he tried to help before. "Don't make me- like- like 'is yet please? You too close." He whimpered softly. He didn't want to admit it out loud but he knew the devil was listening. He wasn't used to all of this yet and he knew he'd be embarrassed to orgasm directly in his face.

"Shut the fuck up. You kidding me? I'd love to make you squirt for me. Shower me in it. Fucking drown me in it babe. Wanna feel you go wild."

"Kells oh me God no, fuck- Tha' word?" The boy full body flushed and giggled nervously against the pillow. The beast could feel the truth in his body though, his pussy dripped honesty like honey for what turned him on. Got him hot and desperate and aching.

"Such a good bitch presenting for me. I get it, you'd rather squirt on my dick, yeah?" His voice was barely more than a rasp, his cock in question was pounding. They both knew he was giving Dom an out but at the same time he wasn't sure he could wait that long to hollow out his space inside him again.

"Presents?"

Kells snorted and unglamorously choked on his boy's slick but Dom was so worked up he didn't care. His fingers groped rough at the human's thighs and he shoved his tongue as deeply inside his core as he could before pulling back. "No but… if you want. Presenting-" He reiterated as he crawled up over his omega and pressed himself chest to spine. He tangled one hand in Dom's hair and tugged gently. "-is how you're sticking that pretty ass and tight little cunt out for me like a special treat. The way you're curled up and offering me all the power." He purred, licking a stripe across the kid's shoulder, up his neck, and over his jaw. Dom shuddered and whined so sweet, grinding his ass back. He was definitely searching out Keliphos but the demon took a moment to breathe him in.

"Please?" Dom was trying, he wanted to open up to things he hadn't been able to do before. He had trouble begging, he found it impossible to give up his power or be sweet, this was all new for him but Kells had lowered his walls for him so it was only fair. "Wanna-" He slurred, hiding his face against the pillow though he knew his cheeks were as pink as his ass when he whimpered out- "Wanna squirt on ya cock."

The noise that left the demon's chest was primal but that was probably the kid's point. "Yeah you do." His voice was gravel but he got it almost working as he curled a palm around his dick and started pressing inside his lover. His crown caught against the Hunter's hole when he thrust too soon and slipped up, grinding against Dom's ass hard enough he almost dipped inside. They both froze, shuddering together, but the kid wiggled as if he wasn't sure whether to buck back or pull away. "Fuck- soon but not yet." The devil tried to soothe as he angled his dick down.

Dom nodded fast, a puddle of drool, sweat, and probably even tears wiping across his face. "Wha'ever ya say. Need yas!" He whined, trying to abandon all reticence. There was a heat in his belly and a need burning through his veins that couldn't be quenched until he felt full again. He just knew it.

Keliphos groaned, he could already feel his omega's thoughts quieting and he couldn't wait to feel him blissed out again. He gripped the base of his cock tighter and stroked up until he was teasing the head of himself through his lover's folds. With every tease the boy tried to slur out a beg but he kept playing. Maybe he was scared to lose parts of himself inside the first true warmth he ever felt welcomed inside. Especially after tearing himself open for the kid. "So fucking wet-" His voice dropped somehow lower and his partner answered by trying to fuck back. "Bad boys don't get treats."

"Bad demons get surprise 'oly water blowjobs. Fuck me already." Dom didn't mean to get bratty but it was hard not to. He wasn't used to giving up his control.

"Mmm, kinky bitch. See that's where you seem confused…" He trailed off, holding himself tight to feed just the tip of himself inside the boy before he pulled back out. He relished every broken noise his punk cried. "I'm into that shit."

Dom would have rolled his eyes but he was too lost already. His skull felt like cotton and his brain a sparkling soft mess. He wanted to say he'd file that away for future reference but instead he just mumbled another beg and tried to bounce on his beast's dick. A thought struck him and he knew it was a gamble but if it worked it would be so bloody worth it.

Kells felt his boy working up to something, his jelly-like mind was circling one word but he knew he wouldn't say it. All of this was far too new. Instead of waiting to see what might slip out of his mouth he went back to his game, pushing in until his mushroom tip caught and just to make his bitch blush he circled himself until they squelched.

"Keliphos!" The Hunter flushed even hotter, his palm slapping down on the bed. He could hear the creature chuckle and it caressed over his skin like silk.

"Just wait until I-" He growled low, pulling himself free of Dom's core but he kept the head of himself pressed hard against the kid's skin as he traced precum up over his asshole. "-fuck all of you sloppy open. You'll make such pretty noises for me." He vowed but he didn't know how much more he could tease before he broke too. The omega felt too good not to be buried deep. Always.

Dom waited until his devil was back against his pussy before he uttered one simple word- "Alpha?"

The nephalem's hips jerked rough, his cock breaching the boy's core and hitting home in one quick thrust. The vise-like squeeze was so intense he cursed from the pressure. Dom cried out, his body convulsing like a stripped live wire. The pain was overwhelming but in the most delicious way. He could feel his inner walls pulsing, his guts trying to fit the monster inside. He was quite sure his insides were bruised up. It shouldn't be so hot but the thought of being marked up from the inside out by his devil was intoxicating.

"Dangerous game." Kells snarled, setting his teeth against the kid's pale freckled shoulder. "So fucking human. Can feel your heart in your cunt." He slurred against hot skin and Dom whimpered below him.

"Alpha please?" He wasn't ready for the slap against his hips or the monster strength grip that followed. He tried to take a breath but he couldn't prepare for the way the devil's rock hard cock felt when he slid back and pounded him deep. Nails dug into his skin, blood dripped softly down his trembling thighs to get lost in the black sheets. They bathed in crimson already- Kells wanted to turn the darkness white.

"Say it-" The nephalem grunted between stuttered rough thrusts. Maybe neither of them were ready but fuck- it felt amazing. Perhaps he was an angel because he was certain he was seeing heaven. He sat up enough he could kneel behind the boy and watch where they were joined. The sight of his straining red shaft being swallowed by shiny sweet pink had him shaking. The Hunter's pussy matched his mouth and he couldn't wait to see himself there too.

Dom felt his ass jiggle with every sharp snap of his lover's hips. He knew he was drenched wet and leaking fresh with every move. He felt both wild and calmer than he'd ever been. He felt something he never had before- safe. "Alpha?" He wasn't used to following orders but that was a favor he could grant. Every time he whined it he could feel the devil's dick jerk inside him. The beast was close already and Dom wanted every drop of his spend.

Kells slid his hand under the boy, his fingers teasing against Dom's cock and balls. He wasn't gentle, he couldn't be, but he was closer than he wanted to be and he needed his lover on the same edge. "Again." He demanded, his voice as deep as his shaft. He could already feel his knot threatening to pop, half full and forcing its way inside.

Dom clawed at the sheets, he was overstimulated to the point of too much- just there. It wasn't pain but it was dancing close. He was surprised how much he trusted his man to take him there and keep him safe. "A-al-alphaaa-" He whined long and loud.

Every time the punk called him that it pushed him even closer. He could feel his lover's mind quiet in the rush of hormones drowning them both. It wasn't like either of them could hear themselves think over the noises their bodies made echoing off the walls. "A-a- fuck!" Kells cursed when he tried to ask for it again but he couldn't get anything out besides that. Curses were easy, praise was hard.

Dom felt the devil's palm slide back up his body. His cock fell sloppy wet against the sheet to mess it more. He felt filthy as his partner flattened his hand against his chest and pulled him up until he was sitting in his lap, impaled somehow deeper. He tried to find traction against the mattress to help but Keliphos gripped under his thighs and lifted him like he was nothing. He moved so fast the room became a blur around them and he couldn't tell one thrust from another. His voice wouldn't work past his grunts and cries so instead he thought the title as loudly as he could and he turned his face up to his monster and mouthed wet kisses along his skin.

Kells felt the bite on in his neck and he jerked hard, slamming the boy on his cock. He felt himself filling fuller by the second, his balls tight, his need right on the brink. He stared over Dom's shoulder and watched his dick bounce, droplets of precum making the bed a Jackson Pollock of pleasure. The human panted and suckled loudly in his ear but he finally pushed one more word out. "Cum."

The omega's soul felt the command and he had to unlatch to scream. His rapture rushed through him like a shotgun blast- hard, fast, and incredibly messy. He knew he was doing exactly as his man wanted, his pussy clenching tight as he flooded the bed. He tried to hold on but they were covered in sweat and he couldn't find a spot to grip. The demon kept him off kilter, completely owned.

Kells watched rapt as the human came alive and their minds were so entangled he felt the rush of hormones as if they were his own. Cumming always felt good but it was different for a human and his own mind got lost inside the boy's. Distantly he felt his knot catch, locking him inside his bitch as his tip twitched the first load inside his womb. He could barely focus as his thoughts were drowned out by chemicals he'd never felt before.

They moved through their pleasure, the push-pull-grind of their bodies following their desire but everything inside felt bright. Light. They were locked together in more ways than one and if Dom listened he was almost positive the devil was crying.

They fell forward, Kells driving himself deeper as he wrapped the kid tight in his hold. Their hips rolled, wringing out every drop they could spill together until Dom's belly was swollen with it. The human turned his face, panting and gasping for breath but they held each other through it. Both were thankful they couldn't really speak, oxytocin might have them whispering sweet nothings that meant everything.

Keliphos wasn't sure how long they laid like that but eventually he turned them on their sides to let the boy breathe. Sweat and cum was drying on their skin and sticking them together. He was slowly coming down from the rush but something felt altered inside him. He couldn't feel emotions like people could but now he couldn't make them go away.

"You good Kells?" Dom sighed, keeping his head down. He pulled his lover's hand up to play softly with his fingers though. It was a way to let him know he was there without overwhelming him he hoped.

"I don't know." It was muffled and almost childlike, whispered against wet freckled skin and it made the Hunter's heart skip a beat.

"Tha's alright. I dunno neiver."

The devil cleared his throat and tried to shake it off. There were cobwebs of emotion stuck on the walls of his mind though and he couldn't help but ask- "Are we okay?"

"Wha' ya mean?" The boy asked softly, looking over his shoulder to try and make eye contact.

Keliphos tightened his hold around the kid's chest, his fingers absent-mindedly teasing over his petal pink nipples. He tried to let the subtle clench around his cock from his play distract him, his omega was sensitive and beautifully reactive. "All I said. That I'm not… I'm not made right." He shrugged.

Dom took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh, he wanted to pull off and turn around but there was no possible way. His alpha's knot was keeping him plugged full but even a mild tug would hurt them both. "I'd raver 'ave you Keliphos. Cursed or not. It ain't like tha' was summat I ever fhought about." He lied. He was sure the beast knew he was but the first part was true and he hoped that was enough. "Besides, 'unters don't need families. I jus' need you."

The nephalem felt the ache in his chest lessen and he nodded as he held the boy closer. They weren't cuddling- of course not. They just had to lay that way because of his knot. Part of him hated that he'd gone so soft after such an intense fuck but his lover didn't seem upset. "You never know. It works for some of them." He hummed, it wasn't like he thought the kid would always want to be with him. Forever was different for a devil, he didn't want to try and tie his lover down more than his dick was. He just needed to make the voice in his head shut up that really wanted to keep him and join them forever. It was fine. It was just the fuzzy chemicals.

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When Dom returned to an empty car he was surprised but honestly not too annoyed. He'd been through and learned a lot he probably should have already realized and he was exhausted. His brain was buzzing with too much information and voices he couldn't quiet but Tallulah always relaxed him. "Fine Kells. I'll see you in the next 'otel. If I let you in."

Kells grumbled at Dom's voice in his head but he couldn't hide a smile. He shouldn't have been able to hear the boy's voice like a prayer but maybe it was just the blood they shared. They'd exchanged every bodily fluid almost and he hoped it wouldn't be long for the rest- that was all that was locking their minds together. That was it. The forest he found himself in was thick but he could hear the man cursing and he followed the sound mixed with… was Tom chopping wood or bodies?

"Brat child. I don't know why I try. Fucking-" It was mostly curses and insults hurled at the demon's lover but he could tell it was all from worry. He didn't know if he was there to calm the fear or scare him off completely but he'd figure it out as he went.

"Nice wards you got. I'm guessing you're the witch who taught Dom everything?" The beast asked as he found the man in a clearing. Tom jumped and whirled around with his axe raised but Kells caught it by the blade and pulled it from his hands. He tossed it away as if it were no heavier than a table knife but the witch wasn't impressed in the least. Just annoyed with him for interrupting.

"Obviously you're not just a demon or you wouldn't have made it through. What the hell are you? What are you doing with my Dom?" He huffed, tying his hair back in a messy bun.

"Aw, is this the 'what are your intentions with my boy' talk? Yeah, fuck that. You're as much monster as I am by this point. Some of the magic here hasn't been taught in centuries." Kells snarked back, crossing his arms over his chest. He could feel it in the air around them, scent it in the soil under their feet. Whatever the witch knew was ancient- wisdom or not.

"Perhaps I just had a good teacher." Tom hummed, putting his hands on his hips like some angry mother about to scold him. He even had the frazzled whisps of hair escaping to frame his stern face.

"I think you just look good for your age."

The witch scoffed and turned to magically move the wood to the pile next to his cottage. Cabin. Kells wasn't sure but he was confused why he would cut the trees like a human if he was just going to use his powers on the rest. Maybe it was stress management, if so he needed a few more chops. "I could say the same for you. So, we've got that out of the way. We're old as fuck. I'm a witch, now it's your turn."

The devil glared and offered some help, snapping his fingers to move all the pieces at once. Maybe he was still trying to show off, he wasn't sure. "You know what I am. Garden variety demon."

"Oh please, even if you were only a demon it wouldn't be garden variety. You're stronger than a prince of hell but it's because you're not just from hell. You were never human. You haven't died. You teleport but you don't smoke out. You can heal."

"Oooh, big fan, huh? Is that why you're so upset with Dom? No offense, you're cute and all but not my type." He joked. He wasn't weirded out exactly but he didn't like anyone knowing so much about him.

"No, you just like whatever your father likes." Tom threw out the truth like holy water and Kells couldn't help but growl at the burn. His eyes flashed their true form as the sky darkened above them. "There you are. Nephalem. I've never actually seen one. Can't even get your wings up can you?"

The demon cursed, summoning a blade to his hand as he teleported closer to the witch. He couldn't kill him though, it would hurt his lover too much. He refused to damage Dom like his father had, he wouldn't steal the last of his family even if it meant the boy finding out and leaving him. He swallowed a scream and his power, throwing the blade to the ground. As he felt his gaze bleed back to human Tom furrowed his brows. If he didn't know better he'd think he'd finally impressed the bastard. "I don't have any. There's not a fucking drop of angel in me. Please? Not enough to count. No one can know."

The witch looked him over, he didn't mean to let the devil shake him so badly but it was… such a real moment to see. He could have easily tried to kill him but instead he was calm- if a little desperate, and pleading with him? "He won't hate you. If anything he can help you I believe. You healed him, didn't you? And you can hear his prayers to you? He's already helping you. Let him." Damn. He hadn't meant to show kindness to the monster but he was seeing something he hadn't expected. "You love him."

"Shut the fuck up! Ew. I don't- I'm not- you love him." It was said with all the strength and tone of a little sibling loosing to an older brother bully. He hated the feeling of a failed burn.

Tom's brow went up so slowly it almost looked painful. "My mistake earlier. You're actually five. Of course I love him, but not in the way you do. You don't want him going after Astaroth, do you?"

"Fuck no! I want to keep him safe!" Kells grumbled as he took a seat on the left over stump.

"Careful, that'll grow back soon. It's spelled. I recycle." Tom didn't know why he spoke up, the thought of the demon being surprise impaled made him want to laugh but it might take a bit to heal and he'd never hear the end of it from Dominic.

The devil almost laughed as he ran a hand down his face. Of course he recycled. "I just needed his help. The Colt is hidden away and you have to be at least mostly human to find it. Those fuckers rebuilt it but hid it. I was just going to get his help that far and then take over. Originally I thought he might could come with me, he deserves his revenge too but-" He buried his face in his hands and muffled an exasperated scream. "I want him safe. Everything got messy." It was the bittersweet truth and he didn't know why it bothered him but it was getting worse by the day.

A scent hit his nose and he dropped his hands to find a joint being offered in front of his face. He took it gratefully and breathed deep, holding it in as the witch watched him. "You have to tell him. Everything. What you are, who your father is, all of it. He deserves better."

"I know he does." The beast sighed out before taking one more hit and passing it back. He watched as Tom took a drag before he commented. "I really didn't think there was any angel in me before I healed him but then I knotted him and-"

"You fucking what?!" Tom shouted so loud the forest went silent and then he choked on the smoke, coughing and flicking the lit end to land on the demon's arm. It bounced and landed on the ground and he waved his hand to remove it before something caught on fire. Just to make a slightly good impression he summoned a glass of water for the witch.

"Don't die. What the fuck dude?" He asked. Tom took it from him and downed half the glass before glaring a moment and splashing the rest in the monster's face. "Anyone ever told you you're a bit dramatic?"

"Go. Talk to him. Tell him EVERYTHING! Think about what the fuck you just said. Tell him if he wants to kill you I'll help him bury the body."

"Yeah. Dramatic."

"Just talk to him and bring him here. Are you really so dense? Think about it Kells, your father cursed Dom for himself. Why wouldn't you work as well?" Tom spoke as if talking to a child. He didn't understand how someone older than him was so bloody daft.

"Chill, I literally can't- um... do what you're worried about." He didn't even want to say the words. He wasn't sure if it was out of pain or fear but he'd always had trouble talking about it. He wasn't even sure why he was spilling his guts to Tom but maybe it was to make sure he wouldn't stop them from being together. Dom was his. "A Hunter thought I was my dad and cursed me. I guess they had a drop of his blood for the summoning but maybe I was closer… I don't know. I was pulled into the trap and fixed... basically. Magically. I can't… Yeah I don't think it works. Don't worry."

"Oh." Tom sighed as if all the breath was knocked out of him. His stomach hurt at the tone of the devil's voice and he couldn't help wondering if he knew the Hunter in question. He'd been around for a long time. "I- I'm sorry. That's not fair. Maybe I can help you reverse it? If you want. Someday. I still think you should tell Dom everything."

"Is that- are you being nice to me Tommy?" Kells gave his patent Cheshire grin but it didn't reach his eyes. "Yeah, I… I'll think about it. It's probably for the best. Who wants my spawn, right? Astaroth has made enough of us all over."

"I think someone might change your mind."

'Kells, if you don't come find me you'll 'ave to fuck ya'self tonight.' Dom's voice floated through his mind as the tether in his chest felt tugged tight. He had to lean over his lap to hide the erection forming there and he almost blushed. He thought it would be a while before his lover felt up to it again.

"Ew, go. You're both impossible. Seriously though, being him here. I'll help you search out the Colt and I can look into angel protection to keep Raziel out." Tom waved him off but he paused at that name.

"You know about the angel? You spy all the time, you fucking voyer?" He teased.

"Not the sticky bits. I worry for him though. I'll watch less now that you're there. But yes, I know about Raziel and… Ramiel." The witches voice went soft and it was the devil's turn to look at him funny. "Never mind, we'll talk later. Tell him I swear to be civil with you. Just come."

"Oh I'll make him cum alright." Keliphos joked, winking at the witch before he vanished, leaving Tom to faux gag at his words.

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Dom was pacing the hotel room, his stomach in knots. A sadness had come over him a few times since his devil disappeared and he didn't fucking know why. He felt despondent and restless and he hated it. It didn't feel like it was coming from inside his mind, it felt like it was slamming into him from somewhere else. That mostly black eyed bastard. "KELLS!"

"You rang darling?" A voice purred in his ear as arms wrapped around him from behind. His Hunter instincts kicked into overdrive and without thinking he flipped his lover onto the ground from over his shoulder. He was a bit surprised how much the giant's height helped. Thankfully the demon laughed before he grabbed Dom's offered palm of help and yanked him down into his lap. "You might try a martini or something babe, not that I don't like your attempt at foreplay."

The human rolled his eyes and stuck his tongue out like a child before sitting back on his partner's dick hard enough to make him curse. He crossed his arms over his chest though everything was a little sensitive. "You left." It came out more a whine than the grouch he was intending it to be but those blue eyes still softened.

"Only to figure out why your friend has a stick up his ass about me. Did you miss mine up yours?" He teased, groping at Dom's plush globes and grinding them together. It was almost insane how much he had actually been enjoying the high school-esque foreplay. Before they actually had sex that was mostly all they were doing and even something as simple as dry humping felt intoxicating with the kid.

"Please, you ain't 'ad me arse."

"Are you sure you and Tom aren't related? I can see the family resemblance." Dom scoffed at his playful words and he realized how the boy took it. He couldn't shake his head fast enough but he tried not to squeeze him so tight he'd bruise. "Not like that, holy shit. I meant the petulant bitch thing. Don't worry Domie, this cock is all yours."

The Hunter blushed before he could stop it and he swatted at his lover's chest. "So why did you go? You didn't kill 'im did you?"

"No. Damn, have a little more faith in me. We're homies now, he even said we should visit together. We just needed to smoke up together and talk shit out."

Dom let himself be led down to the beast's chest. He didn't know why he was apprehensive but something still felt off. "Okay. So wha's wrong?" He hummed, letting Kells kiss him gently and for just a moment he got lost in it as they melted together.

Keliphos sighed deep against Dom's lips and looked up at the boy. Fuck, he was gorgeous. How had he ended up here? "I came to you at first because the only weapon I know that can kill Astaroth is the Colt. I don't know if you know it but Samuel Colt made a special gun that's supposed to kill anything. I mean that's general obviously, it didn't work on Lucifer but… It's still out there. Only a human can get it. I should have told you. I'm still here because… because I care way fucking more than I should but Tom helped me see I need to fucking talk to you. Before we do anything else." He tacked on at the end and the kid's brows furrowed.

"Alright. Talk."

The breath he took was so deep but he still felt as if he were choking on the story. His story. He didn't have to say everything though, right? Just the important shit. Just to be safe he waved his hand and strengthened the wards around the room. He didn't need anyone else hearing them. "My name is Keliphos and I'm- I'm a nephalem. Half demon. Half- half angel."

Dom sat up a little better to make sure he could hold eye contact with the demon- the nephalem underneath him. So much made sense suddenly- the way he was able to heal, the way his eyes appeared, even the scent of ozone that followed him everywhere. He'd only ever met demons that smelled of sulfur or nothing because they were masking the stench but Kells was special. "Okay. Wait- so you is an alpha? At least 'alf?" He was trying to keep his voice level but his stomach turned. Could something be growing inside him? If so… how was he supposed to feel about that?

"Shit- stop before you spiral!" Kells interrupted his thoughts and tucked his fingers under Dom's waistline. He needed skin to skin contact. "I was cursed a long time ago, someone mistook me for my dad and basically neutered me. Great punishment for him but-" He paused and prayed to a heaven that wasn't listening that Dom wouldn't run. But hey, they helped him before so maybe at least one or two angels were keeping their hearts open to him. Or waiting for the perfect moment to punish him. "Astaroth is my father. He kidnapped my mom- an angel, I don't know who, and kept them for months. From what I understand my mom was trapped in holy fire in a warded dungeon most of their pregnancy but the power blast from a nephalem coming into the world shattered the wards. They ran with me. They never returned to heaven from what I understand. I don't even know if they're alive anymore but he found me when I was four and took me with him. When hell was created he hid there with Lucifer. I grew up there but I always hated him. I've been running and fighting since I could escape."

Dom didn't speak, he could barely breathe as he looked at the creature below him, bearing his soul. Part of him said he should run but most of him just kept thinking how strong the nephalem's mother was. How much they had in common. "I could have been your mum." He whispered, his heart racing and his eyes burning with tears. "I'm not 'appy you lied Kells, seriously. I'll probably fhrow it back in ya face a few times but- I get it. I wouldn't 'ave trusted you."

"Do you now?" The beast asked softly, his throat felt too tight. Fuck. He'd never been so scared.

No. Maybe. "Yes? God Kells, the shite you must 'ave seen and yet you still ended up like 'is? You kinder 'an me!" Dom's voice broke on some noise between a sob and a laugh. "You was cursed because of 'im too! Like fuck- I… I don't even know wha' to say. Your poor mum."

"Hey, please don't? Please don't cry for me? I can't handle that shit." The demon cringed internally. It hurt the place he thought humans had souls.

"Well fucking tough! You tell me depressing shite, you deal wiv the tears. It ain't much anyways. Jus' take it. Ain't tha' wha' you say?"

"I think my reasoning for saying it is way better. Shit doll, come on. Let's lay down. You can tell me what we're hunting." He sighed, gathering the omega into his hold as he crawled on his knees to the bed.

"No, fuck tha'. Someone else can deal wiv it. We going for the Colt." Dom vowed, pressing soft kisses to his lover's cheek.

"Uh nope, I mean maybe. But let me at least take care of the monster here so it doesn't bug you. Then we'll go to Tommy's and get a battle plan. He wants me to talk you out of it."

"Fuck tha'."

"Yeah I figured." Keliphos grinned, turning to kiss the boy softly before he tossed him up on the bed. The kid didn't just bounce on the ratty piece of shit, he jiggled in all the right places and the demon wanted to bite every one of them.

Dom watched as the creature's eyes filled with storm clouds and his smirk fell to something far more predatory. He might be part angel but he was Dom's devil and he was craving a little darkness in him. The news was a lot to take in and he knew it would make him panic at some point but with how his lover understood him better than anyone had before he was pretty sure he could handle it. Lots of people had terrible in-laws and not everyone could kill them, maybe he should count himself lucky in a few ways. "But before alla tha'-"

Kells chuckled and stood up, reaching for the neck of his shirt to pull it off one handed. "Before all that I'm going to fuck you. Cool?"

Dom swallowed hard and licked his lips to catch any stray drool. Fuck, his nephalem was gorgeous. Obviously troubled if he needed to erase the pain of their conversation with sex so soon, but gorgeous. It wasn't like Dom could talk, he could already feel his core wet and hot and getting more needy by the second. Maybe they were both fucked. Maybe they were perfect for each other. He couldn't say that though so instead he whimpered- "C-cool. Yeah. If you fink it's best."

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Colson was finally starting to feel a little better after his nearly midnight confessional. It had been a few days and he was genuinely questioning if he'd even actually met the stranger or if it was a stress dream. He'd finally started getting control of himself and had even found a hint of charm for his sermon that morning, so there was a bounce in his step as he said goodbye to the last of his congregation and disappeared to the rectory to remove his robes. Of course that jade gaze was trapped in his mind's eye but he could almost etch-a-sketch it out when it popped up. He set aside his Bible and twined his rosary around his belt loop before heading back to clean up.

"Hi Father!" A perky voice sounded from somewhere near the pulpit and he couldn't stop himself from being startled. Even though he was feeling more himself he was still on edge.

"Oh- um, hey Jess." He stuttered back when the girl finally stepped out from her accidental hiding place. Though he was wondering if she hadn't meant to stay out of sight. He always made sure everyone was gone before he cleaned up, he liked his quiet reflection time after mass. He honestly just liked being alone to be honest. He was the most introverted priest most people had ever met but he didn't care. He could take care of his flock and still hate having them around. "Shouldn't you catch up with your parents?"

Jessica was a beautiful girl, soft in all the right places he supposed but he didn't notice that as much as she wanted him to. She had a sharp wit she tried to hide behind demure innocence but he knew she was smarter than her family wanted anyone to know. She wasn't even twenty yet but her clueless parents had been trying to push her to him for the last few months, mistaking his air of progressiveness to mean he wasn't celibate and never planning to get married he guessed. He didn't intend to though and even if he did he wouldn't go for someone so young. Every time they were alone he got the ick.

"They wanted me to help you. Mom suggested I stay and cook you lunch. Unless you'd like to join us all?" She smiled and flipped her strawberry blonde hair over her shoulder. He tried not to visibly shudder at her offer. All the ladies in his church thought he needed fed, they could never realize he did eat, he just didn't gain weight very well.

He tried to grit his teeth and play nice, moving past her to start his ritual. Fix the Bibles, straighten the pews, and pick up anything left on the floor. It helped because he had to pace the large room and normally he was able to zone out in the process. He didn't know how to tell her to leave without being rude but he needed space. "I'm alright but thank you. I have lunch ready in my kitchen. You can tell your mom I'm good." He soothed but of course it didn't work.

"You know how she is. I'll just help you in here and then we can whip something up." She smiled what he was sure was a beautiful smile. He just didn't think of her like that. He'd been trying to help her out of the obviously sexist home she'd grown up in, he knew she could be great in college, but for some reason she'd taken her parents idea and run with it no matter what he said.

His phone buzzed in his pocket, he always kept it close just in case. Their town was small and had plenty of older people, he liked to be available for counseling and last rites whenever he could. He ignored it for the moment, hoping to get rid of the girl first. "Thanks, seriously Jess but I need to study."

"That's okay, I can be quiet." She hummed, she wasn't even helping, she was following him as he walked through the pews. If anything she was making a bigger mess by fiddling with shit he'd already straightened. He could feel himself shaking, not many people made him so nervous as the pretty girls the congregation pushed at him.

He felt another buzz as he turned to face her. "Jess, why don't you call Benji and see if he wants to go to lunch? I'm sorry but I'm really busy. If you need guidance, okay, but I'm never really off the clock." He tried to be a little more blunt but her blue eyes just stared at him like he wasn't making sense.

"Benji is a boy, I don't like spending time with him like that." She huffed, genuinely trying to pout at him like that would get her way.

"Benji is your age." He tried to explain but he knew it wouldn't work. Even if he wasn't celibate and liked women like her he wouldn't date someone so young.

"Just let me give you something to eat." Before he could even reply his cell buzzed again.

He finally pulled it free of his pocket to check, he didn't think they had anyone sick at the moment but he didn't want to miss any emergencies while trying to be polite to her. He didn't recognize the number but he had a few texts that almost made him blush.

Unknown: She's pretty yeah? Innocent. Bet she tastes like strawberries and cream 😋

She can be quiet? I bet you could make her scream.

She wants to give you summat to eat??? Forgive me father…

He blinked down at his phone a few too many times. He felt frozen in place but it… it couldn't be. His fingers shook as he texted back. He hoped perhaps it was someone- anyone else. He couldn't help feeling like there were eyes on him so his gaze flicked around the room.

Colson: Who are you? How do you have this number?

"Father, are you okay? You look white as a sheet." Jessica asked but he just pocketed his phone and tried to lead her to the door without touching her.

"I'm not feeling well, I think I need a nap before lunch. I'm sorry Jess but I need to ask you to go." He tried to stay polite but she looked determined not to listen. As he led her down the hall to their entryway he kept thinking he saw shadows in the shape of a person but when he tried to look directly at one it disappeared. His pace quickened and she almost tripped so he tried to slow his steps and act like a normal person but it was a stretch on his best days.

"Did I say something to offend you?" She asked as they reached the door but he thought he heard footsteps behind them and it was hard to focus.

"Yes- no! Sh- um no. Jess. I'm sorry. I think I'm going to be sick and you shouldn't have to see that. That's all." He soothed, swallowing hard. He could feel sweat breaking out on his skin, he felt sticky and lightheaded but when he opened the door to let her leave the wind felt hotter than it should.

"That's alright! I don't mind taking care of you. You know I help my parents with my little siblings." She tried to stay yet again but something felt like ice down his spine and his stomach ached with nerves.

"I'll call you if I need something, how about that? You know how men can be when they're sick." He attempted a different tactic, he knew how staunchly male her father was. He was exactly the kind of man to hide in his cave when sick and deal with it on his own. That almost seemed to make her giggle but even then with her soft wind chime sound, all he could hear was the darker laugh. That sensual chuckle. What the hell was going on?

"Aw fuck. Did I miss mass?" A new voice made the Father jump but this time Jessica reacted too. He didn't want to look but he turned his head comically slow. He already knew what he'd find, he recognized the accent. He could feel it down to his bones.

The stranger was standing at the base of the church steps, sunglasses over his jade eyes. He was a sight in a white button up shirt with the word 'cunt' embroidered over the pocket- barely buttoned, fishnet sleeves under it, a plaid mini skirt, and thigh high pink socks. His red hair was wild and his lips as thick as Col remembered. He was ashamed that his nerves felt more like butterflies but he tried to swallow it down. He'd been trying to show Jess out but now he almost wanted to keep her as a shield between them but that wasn't right. Shit.

"You did. I was just trying to have lunch with the Father but he's not feeling well." The girl explained for him since he couldn't seem to make his vocal cords or mouth work and he watched as the boy texted something before his own phone buzzed. He was too scared to look at it yet.

"Aye, ya look sick Favher. Poor fing ya look like you seen a ghost or summat." The stranger purred and even with the sunglasses he could feel him wink. He could feel his gaze like a weight on his skin and it made him ache in a way he couldn't explain. He felt stripped bare.

He cleared his throat and wondered why his collar felt so tight. "Or something. She's right. Unless you need something I really should rest. You can join us later for mass. Jessica, thank you for understanding." She hadn't at all but he hoped it would help her take the hint and even though she pouted she started walking down the steps.

"See you later Father. I hope you feel better." She said with a smile but she kept looking back at the other man. He understood, it was hard to look away and he didn't know if it was because of the show he was all on his own or the beauty. "Nice to meet you-" Her polite upbringing had her pausing to be nice and the man pulled his glasses off. He tucked them into his pocket and offered her a grin that felt filthy on principle.

"Dom." Really? Of course it was.

"Dom. I hope you like our church." She nodded, giving him one more once over before wandering off to her car. Colson watched her until she drove away, something inside him didn't want to leave them alone until he knew she was safe but the moment she was out of sight he looked back to Dom.

"Ain't she a sweet fing? Ya don't even notice do ya? No. Your eyes are all for someone else." Colson didn't know what it was about the boy. Something dark seemed to follow him, something just felt off. Other.

"Yes, God." He tried to stop whatever the kid was working up to tease him about. He still couldn't believe he was back. He'd honestly started thinking he dreamed him up.

"Proper cheesy innit? I didn't fink you was allowed to lie." His voice dripped with something like sensuality as he took a step closer. Another. He was going to close the gap before Colson could make his feet work. He needed to move. He had to.

"I'm not lying. I don't- I'm not- Was there something you needed Dom? As she said, I'm not feeling my best." He stumbled back when there were only two stairs between them and the stranger gave him a Cheshire grin. For just a moment it looked like a Glasgow smile but when he blinked it disappeared. Fuck, maybe he was going insane.

"I can tell you missed me. Sick man. You been dreaming bout me." Colson couldn't shake his head faster but that one was a lie. He couldn't stop thinking about him. Why was he so scared?

"I- I have to- come back later please?" The last word was almost a whimper and he had to rush inside and close the heavy door between them. Finally he could take a deep breath. Finally he could ground himself. There was that laugh again, it felt like it was inside his skull and under his skin. His phone buzzed again and he full body jerked. It was too close to his cock and he was already hard. Just having the man so close had been too much, his body reacted no matter how his soul felt.

He gave himself a moment to calm down before he pulled the phone free. He knew what and who it was but he couldn't help wondering. Somehow even though he was desperate to get away, he craved the kid like a drug. He hadn't allowed himself an addiction in so long. It was terrifying how easily he was slipping back into it like an old favorite t shirt.

Unknown: I could make your mouth work. You want us alone? You jus had to ask.

Ooooh, hide and seek?

My favorite.

While he was holding the cell it buzzed again and a new message appeared.

Unknown: peek-a-boo!

I

See

You

Col swore he felt a breath on his cheek and a gentle touch over his cock. A soft noise escaped his lips but he tried to shake it off. His legs shook like a baby foal as he stumbled down the hall and towards the rectory. He needed a drink- of water of course. He needed to sit and breathe. Clear his mind. Buzz- his phone went off and he ignored it, keeping it down in his shaking hand. He pressed the volume down button hoping to silence it. Something he never did. By the time he got another door between him and the stranger he almost felt better. He just needed to relax, he was giving too much credit to someone who was probably just a boy with a priest kink.

He grabbed a bottle of cold water from his fridge before making his way to his study door and closed that behind him too. He still felt butterflies and nausea and was still so sweaty his shirt was going cold but still, he was feeling a little better. The first sip cooled his raw throat and wet his dry lips. As he took a seat he downed a little too much of the bottle but every drink felt amazing. When half of it was gone he set it down and looked at his phone again. He couldn't keep it on silent, he worried too much for his people.

Unknown: You look so nervous. I'm flattered 😉

Mmm, parched? I know wha'll hit the spot

You can run… Well you know

Another message appeared as he was reading and he felt a shock go down his spine.

Unknown: Boo 👻

His peripheral vision came back into focus and he realized he wasn't alone. Perched on the corner of his desk was the boy with his legs spread a little too wide. Colson refused to look. "H-how did you get in here?" He asked, his hand moving to set the phone down and drop to curl around his rosary. He didn't know what good it would do him but it certainly normally grounded him. His gaze flicked behind the boy to see the door open but he never heard it and that thing normally creaked.

Dom just smiled and tapped his foot against Col's knee as he swung his legs. He had to force himself not to realize how scandalous the kid was posed, he was leaning back on his elbows and spread out on the desk like he was waiting to get- fuck. He had to stop this. "I fhought you needed 'elp. Didn't want to leave you alone. 'Ere." He hummed, leaning closer to swipe his thumb across the Father's lips. It came away pink, as if he'd bled at some point. He knew he'd been chewing his lip but he didn't know he'd bit it so hard.

He watched rapt as Dom licked his finger clean and yet again he had to blink away the sight of black eyes. Maybe he was schizophrenic. Maybe he needed a doctor because it felt like God wasn't helping him at the moment. He cleared his throat and took another drink of his water but he choked on a mouthful, gagging when instead he tasted vodka. It spilled down his shirt and onto his lap and his hand shook as he tried to set it down. What was happening? He hadn't had a drink in years. He refused.

Dom giggled, reaching to help him out of his shirt but he stood too fast and knocked his chair back. Every time they touched he felt a jolt of electricity between them. "Someone's jumpy. You alright luv? Tha' collar looks a bit tight." The moment he said it the collar was choking him and he fell back against a bookshelf as Dom hopped off the desk and stalked closer. "But maybe you like tha'. Dirty Daddy."

Colson gasped for air, ripping his collar free as his dick throbbed in his suddenly too tight pants. He threw it away to fall discarded on the floor and didn't that feel like a bad analogy? Was his faith so easily shaken by a pretty boy? Was he demonizing someone just because he felt attraction? Once Dom was far too close he grinned and reached for the beads at Col's hip, teasing his fingers around them. "You ever wrap 'em around ya cock? Shove 'em up your ass and pull 'em out slow?" His voice dripped sin and made the priest tremble. Maybe he wasn't doing anything against the kid, maybe Dom truly was a test for him. Or maybe no one cared enough to try.

"Of course not. What do you want from me?" He asked, feeling defeated. Every breath was hot with alcohol and every pump of his heart filled his dick harder.

Dom dropped the rosary and let the Father breathe. He stepped back and halfway turned, making his way to the door, his hips swaying with every step. "Jus' you Colson. Jus' you. You'll see." He shrugged but before he could make it to the door he gave him one last smirk.

Something struck the priest, an old idea he'd heard in school. All the men had teased each other with it, calling each other out as demons. It had been a childish game but now he wondered how true it was… "Christo." He whispered, his throat still tight. He watched as the boy's eyes switched again, a blackness filling them before they faded back to jade. His mind quickly told him he hadn't seen anything though, he couldn't believe monsters truly existed. He was one of those priests that believed demons were simply vises- drugs, sex, alcohol, things like that. Inner battles. His mind swore that was why he was so scared of the boy, he was a mirror for his own inner demons but his hind brain had other ideas.

"See you later Favher." He purred before disappearing, taking the heat and the butterflies with him. Colson was left with a mess in the room, his nerves shot, and his cock so hard he was shaking. He looked at his rosary and thought to pray, but all he could picture was how nice it would feel wrapped around his shaft. Fuck- he had to get control of himself, put back on his collar, and find his calm. He had to stop being silly.

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"Boo!" Dominic shook harder at the silly word. He'd had an impossibly hard night even though Halloween was always his favorite. The world was a freak show on October thirty first, not just him. Not just his mind. "Shit, I didn't mean to actually scare you. You good?" He didn't know how to answer the calming voice, he just shook his head no and hoped his trembling was enough of an answer. His best friend sighed and pulled him inside his home, taking off the demon mask he was wearing to reveal a heavily made up face. Seemed he had multiple costumes in one. Or maybe the mask was just to be silly. "Fuck happened?" The rapper asked, pulling the boy into his arms but Dom didn't know how to speak. He was starting to think he should just go home.

"Close the door." He whispered instead and Colson poked his head out, looking around to make sure everything was safe before he shut and locked it.

"Should I get a gun?" The taller man half joked but when his friend just shrugged he felt himself go more on alert. If someone was after the punk they'd have to go through him. "Dude- talk to me." He growled as Dom pulled away and stumbled over to his bar, pulling out a bottle of tequila and downing enough to start a fire in his belly. Shiiiit, Kells knew something was seriously wrong if Dom was drinking that.

"Fink I've got a ghost." He panted, his black lipstick smeared. Finally Colson was able to take in his appearance a little more. Honestly the kid looked like he belonged in West Hollywood, he was barely wearing more than a Victoria Secret Angel but the man wouldn't complain. He might stare and grumble internally but he wouldn't complain.

"Slutty much?" Okay maybe he would complain a little, but only because every time he saw Dom so underdressed it gave him a funny feeling in his stomach. Or lower. Definitely lower.

"It was for a party. Fuck off. It ain't me main costume." He snarked back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. Sparkly black smeared across his cheek and he looked as if he'd been rode hard and put away wet- in the best way. The singer looked down at himself, his fishnet top and barely there black bottoms, his torn hose and scuffed knee high boots. Even his wings looked bent and ruffled. "Fuck. Did you 'ear me?"

Kells nodded, joining the boy at the bar to get his own drink, though he kept it calmer with a whiskey. "And I'm supposed to believe in ghosts?" He asked, his voice already a drawl as if he'd been pregaming before whatever party he was headed to.

"You don't?"

"You do?"

"It don't matter! I'm being 'aunted!"

Kells took a deep breath and a deeper drink, his blue eyes covered by red contacts were locked on the kid and taking in his stressed look. Even so upset and halfway to drunk he was adorable. Shit. The glass hit the bar top a little too sharply and he rubbed the back of his head. "Okay, why do you think you're haunted?"

Dominic smirked, the corner of his lips curling up as he all but vibrated where he stood. In the boots he was almost six foot but still shorter than Kells so he was able to look up at him from under thick eyelashes with his big jade eyes lined in coal. "Cause I can't get ya out me 'ead." The punk whimpered softly and for just a moment they both stopped breathing. He didn't know what had pushed him to finally say something but he'd woken up that day and knew he had to. It had terrified him all bloody day.

One of Col's brows went up and his lips started to twitch as if to smile or laugh. For just a moment he was sure the kid was pranking him but he'd never seen Dom look so vulnerable. Open. Scared. He took a breath as his heart jump started itself and took a step closer. "Why'd you shrug about me getting a gun then?"

That heavy gaze dropped to the rapper's too tight pants and it felt to Kells as if he'd been touched. He couldn't help but shudder. "I never said which gun."

Colson snorted, shaking his head at his best friend's absurdity. He wasn't upset and he somehow wasn't as scared as he thought he'd be. This always seemed inevitable. "You think you can show up looking like a whore fallen angel and get in my pants with a bit like that?"

"I fink I could show up in any'fin wiv no bit and get in ya pants Kells. But look-" He hummed, reaching behind himself to fiddle with something in the wings. After a moment they lit up with tiny sparkling lights and fluttered a few times. The man couldn't help but grin and move closer.

"You don't have a halo." He teased, staring at the mess of wild hair. He wasn't sure why he kept picking on the boy but he couldn't help it. A lot would change the moment he agreed or disagreed.

"Yeah I do but you supposed to wear it." The boy purred so smoothly that it took the rapper a moment to figure it out but when he did his dick jerked and he groaned deep. He felt himself drawn even closer, their bodies like magnets.

"You think your ass is heaven?"

"You fink it's not? Only one way to find out. So, you gonna stop 'aunting me Cols?" Dom whispered, tangling his fingers in the taller man's shirt to pull him down. Down. Their lips were only an inch apart but it still felt too far.

Colson licked his lips, his hands itching to see what the kid's skin felt like under his palms. What he tasted like. How tight his halo was and if it would fit on his… head. "Trick or treat?"

"Treat please?" The punk asked softly, his hot breath ghosting Col's mouth. They both smiled as their lips met and hands started to wander. As things turned just a little sloppy he couldn't help thinking it was definitely that, a special treat just for him. He just hoped he wouldn't wake up tomorrow to find it was all a trick but he trusted Dom better than that. He was the devil and the boy in his arms was definitely an angel. His angel. It might just turn out to be his happiest Halloween yet.

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The visage of a crumbling factory of sorts loomed above the pair as they slowed the car to a stop. The Men of Letters Bunker had been quite a drive to find. Dom was driving of course and grumbling about having to, but he wouldn't let Kells behind the wheel yet. "Don't look like much." The boy muttered as he switched the car off and sat back to stretch. Keliphos got distracted when he raised his hips and twisted them, as if he were searching out some deep pop but nothing came. He hated seeing his human uncomfortable but any time he attempted to help he was shot down with jade glares or at times a quick swat of his hand.

"Would you want your collection of the most magical objects in the safest place in the world to look like it houses all that shit?" Kells offered a snarky explanation and the kid shrugged.

"Well maybe 'ere should be like… a mirage? People who deserve to see it see summat else?" Dom huffed back, reaching for his coffee but every sip turned his stomach. They hadn't exactly slept much the night before, they'd spent too much time fucking since their lazy play the morning before and not enough time actually relaxing. He didn't regret it but he was certainly feeling the drain. Or maybe he just felt off because they hadn't started their morning with pleasure. The devil had teased he was getting spoiled and should learn how to edge but that was never on his list of kinks. He liked instant gratification, not a drawn out game. He'd been starving since he opened his eyes like he was every morning anymore and even though he kept snacking on actual food, none of it helped.

"Anyone ever tell you how nerdy you are?" The nephalem asked, turning sideways and inching closer to his partner.

"I like 'Arry Potter. Don't be an arse, you." The Hunter replied. He couldn't help his love of fantasy or his annoyance of their paranormal world not having all the cool quirks. Twice the transphobia and less than half the mystics- it's was bollocks if you asked him. "Fuck did you do to me back ya wanker?" He added when he tried stretching again but it was to no avail. It just seemed he'd feel like hell without his demon's bodily fluids and he certainly saw the irony- he just didn't like it.

Keliphos rolled his eyes and a small laugh escaped him. He pushed a hand between the seat and his lover's sweat wet t-shirt and searched out where the pain was coming from. Dom sighed in relief as healing heat radiated through his spine but it didn't fix everything. "I didn't do anything, you're the one that crawled on my face to ride it. Not my fault you hump too hard."

"Actually-" Dom started to retort but his beast's dark chuckle slid over his skin and made him shiver. His tongue flicked over his suddenly dry lips and he had to swallow a whimper. How the fuck had he let someone find so much control over him?

"Thanks Domie, but-" Kells gently tapped a finger against his omega's chin and turned him until they were staring each other down. With the full weight of that heavy needy gaze he pressed forward and laid a gentle kiss to the punk's plush lips. Their breath caught, it was that easy to affect each other but before he got sucked in he gave them an inch of space between. "You needed to appear more human and I don't know if my blood is too strong inside you. I swear you can drain me later, alright?"

Dom could almost feel his pupils blowing at the promise and he licked his lover's flavor from his lips before nodding slowly. "Alright. Let's get 'is shite over wiv."

Keys and weaponry were pulled from the car and hidden in different spots on their bodies before they ventured closer. The building felt menacing in a way but somehow also not at all. It looked like you could touch the wall and get tetanus but it also had a pull emanating from it that called to Kells more intensely than any place besides Tom's. He didn't assume Dom was feeling it but when he glanced to him the kid was rubbing his abdomen with a scowl on his brows. "You good?" He asked, his hand reaching back to check on the Hunter. He hadn't meant to step in front of him protectively but it just happened.

"Yeah. Jus' a lil… I dunno." Dom sighed back, he wasn't sure if he was nauseous or nervous but his belly felt full of strange butterflies. He felt drawn to the place in front of them but the back of his mind said it wasn't okay that he could feel it. It was supposed to be null to humans, though he felt something at his best friend's home as well. "Probably me curse." He explained, nodding as if he were trying to convince himself just as much as his alpha.

"Yeah, maybe." Keliphos tried to help ease the worry he could feel from his bitch as he took his hand and pulled him down a flight of stairs. He knew enough about the place to know where the entrance was. He and Tom had pooled their knowledge and since the witch had helped build it they had the blueprints pretty well understood.

The door when they reached it looked normal enough but the key Kells pulled from his pocket was certainly something that could fit right in Diagon Alley. It was old and wooden, spell work etched into it, and it was about the size of his palm. He offered it to the human just in case the magical warding didn't like demons but Dom was shaking as he took it. Their witchy friend had worked protection spells around them both, something that matched the wards of the old bunker. They were both hoping the Hunter's that had lived there hadn't changed the magic too much but those boys had been known for starting trouble. "'Ere goes nuffin." Dom sighed, turning the key and pushing the heavy door open. Surprisingly it didn't creak ominously but he didn't know what to expect.

The first set of stairs seemed almost normal but they took them slowly, Kells leading the way until they reached the actual entrance door. That too opened smoothly and it hit him how well cared for the home was. For all it held the place was exactly that- a home to the homeless heroes. He always thought the Winchester's egos had been slightly inflated but at the same time… he had to admit they were that. "Well fuck." Dom whispered as they walked into the first area and down the stairs. The room was filled with equipment from long ago, tables with maps, and walls lined in just as many books as Tom's house.

The table they stopped in front of had letters etched into the top that had Dom pausing. He'd heard stories of course but it was starting to hit him where he was. His fingers traced the initials written with blades and emotions he didn't fully understand welled up inside him. "We should…" The demon trailed off. He wanted to get moving, he was sure some of the Winchester's old friends had alarms for the place. Whether heaven or hell he knew someone was watching and he didn't want to test pissing anyone off. He couldn't push the kid though, he could sense some intense feelings rolling off him and he stepped closer, wrapping his arms around his lover.

"I'm alright. It's jus' strange, yeah? Regular people don't know. It jus' makes ya wonder 'ow long the legend lasts. Is tha' it? Will me memory jus' be me name carved somewhere and two immortals occasionally finking about me? 'Ow long before you and Tom forget…" He trailed off but the devil held him tighter.

"You're not going anywhere bitch, you think I'd let you go so easily? Nah. You're stuck with me now." Kells purred back, nuzzling his cheek to the kid's wild hair. That scared voice broke his heart even though he still wasn't sure he had one.

Dom started to say something back but the lights turned on all around them and their instincts kicked into overdrive. Dom had his newly acquired angel blade at the ready and Keliphos pulled one of his guns. He caught an eye roll from his partner but they were both too focused on their surroundings. "Hello Keliphos, Dominic. I mean you no harm. We felt the wards crossed and I just wanted to check who it was." A deep rasped voice filled the room before a man stepped out from the shadows. He had chocolate brown hair and blue eyes to rival the demon's though Dom wouldn't say it out loud. The man was wearing a trench coat and a soft smile and the nephalem couldn't believe his eyes.

"Castiel? But- you-" He couldn't think of the polite way to ask 'didn't you get devoured by the Empty?' but thankfully the angel understood.

"You can imagine how often I hear that. Yes, I was taken but I was saved. Rewarded I suppose, after everything. That's not why you came here though, was it?" They could both tell he didn't exactly seem like he wanted to talk about it. Even though Dom was dying to hear- the story was a bit legendary in the small queer hunting community, he knew better than to push. They were here for a favor technically.

"Angel to angel, we need the Colt." Keliphos explained without saying too much. He didn't trust other people around his boy.

Castiel stepped closer, his trench coat swishing around him. They put their weapons away, it didn't seem like he was there to attack- not physically at least. When he stood only a few inches away he took the demon's hand. "But you're not just an angel are you? Just like he's not just a boy. Tell me Keliphos, do you do this for love or revenge?"

The nephalem's brows furrowed but he tried to meet the angel's eyes. Fuck. He'd heard he was intense but it seemed worse. Blunt bastard. "Uh- revenge?" He meant it as a statement but it came out more a question that made the other man smile.

"I see lying to yourself is still part of the Hunter's manual." Cas was seemingly cracking a joke to himself but they were both too nervous to try and laugh. He nodded after a moment and dropped his hand, taking Dom's next. The devil had to fight himself not to growl.

"Dominic, do you do this for love or revenge?" He asked again and the boy could feel something under his skin. It felt like the angel was searching out his soul, looking through every atom that he was made up of just to find the truth.

Jade eyes flicked to the beast before dropping to the ground. It took him a moment to speak without stuttering. "It started as revenge. Astaroth killed me family and cursed me. The bastard ruined me life but now… now I know he's done so much worse."

"Do you still hate what you call a curse?" The angel pried a little deeper, his hands still wrapped around Dom's.

After watching his lover gripped by so many emotions all day Keliphos had to wonder if Dom was in heat. Even as he stood talking to Castiel he looked on the verge of crying and Kells almost called an end to it all but they were so close. So fucking close.

"I-" The Hunter's voice broke, his eyes welling with hot tears.

"Some might see it as a blessing. You remind me of one of my brothers actually. He was an omega who wanted to fight instead. He always hated what he was and called it a curse from our Father. Perhaps for him it was after all, he was stolen for exactly that reason but he told me…" Cas trailed off, his gaze flicking between them both. "I saw him after he was taken and he told me he finally understood love. That he knew our brothers and Father didn't know true love because as a mother- he finally felt how pure and strong it could be." He cleared his throat, staring off in the distance before he shook himself out of it. "You have that chance as well and I wonder if you still see it as a curse?"

Dom thought for a moment but before he could speak Kells did. "It doesn't matter, you seem to know enough about us so you should know-"

"Yes, I know what happened to you. I'm talking to your Hunter." It wasn't rude or dismissive exactly but the devil's eyes went wide anyway before he huffed and crossed his arms.

"I- no. I don't fink so. I mean… I don't want it to change when we kill Astaroth. I don't want Kells to leave if-"

"You have got to be kidding me-"

"Luv, shut up." Dom snapped before continuing. He was already tearing himself open, he didn't feel like fighting his lover. "I know we can't… but Tom said maybe he could 'elp after every'fin is settled. I don't want to change now. It feels… right wiv 'im. I want revenge for Kells, for me family, for the fact tha' we may never 'ave our own because of Astaroth. I want revenge for 'is mum and Ramiel. Any person he did it to. So… I do it for revenge for love." Dom took a deep breath after his little rant and felt himself shaking. When he met Castiel's eyes they were soft and smiling again.

"Did we pass your fucking test?" Keliphos grumbled. The knowledge that Dom was even thinking about wanting a family and he couldn't give it to him hurt. He didn't mean to snark the angel but he couldn't help it. Why did he have to fuck with them like that?

"You remind me of someone who used to live here. Answering all emotional situations with anger only hurts yourself, nephalem. Take care you don't push everyone away when you have what you need." The angel sighed, looking to the etching on the table. Without another word he vanished, the sound of rustling wings the only thing left.

"Great, you pissed off our 'elp. Fantastic job alpha." Dom growled, lacing his lover's title with sarcasm.

"I didn't mean to! He was touching you! I didn't like it. Plus-" His words were cut off by the angel reappearing and he was thankful. He might have been too honest in explaining how much it hurt him to know he couldn't give Dom what he wanted.

"Here, the Colt. It has been remade but tested I believe. Take it and avenge everything you have lost." Cas held a box out to Kells and he took it gratefully. He wanted to check the contents but that seemed rude given everything.

"Hey um… what happened to your brother?" The demon didn't mean to ask so bluntly but he couldn't help wondering. How many angels had his father stolen?

A confused look crossed the angel's face before he gave a wistful smile. "You would know better than I do. We thought Ramiel had fallen with Lucifer but I found him sometime later. He had been stolen by something we didn't have a name for at the time- you know before your father called himself a demon he was something else altogether. He had a young child with him. I believe he had been hiding with the help of the fae realm because he called the child 'Col' or, 'little creature'." He paused, tilting his head a moment. "I suppose my brother was just as literal as I was once. Ramiel loved that boy dearly. I… I never felt his death but I assume that's what happened to him." Cas looked pained by the thought but Kells could understand that, the guy had lost a lot over the years.

"I'm sorry Cas." He offered softly but almost growled when his lover stepped closer to the other man to give him a quick hug.

"Fank you Cas, you been a big 'elp. We'll bring it back if ya want, when we done."

"As long as you keep it safe we don't mind. Dean said- 'As long as it's kicking some demon ass like it's supposed to be.'" He quoted the human exactly- with air quotes at the wrong time and they all chuckled. Dom couldn't help seeing what Castiel had said, Kells did seem to have a kinship with the Hunter.

They said their 'see you later's, alluding to a future they didn't know for sure would come to pass but they didn't want to think it'd be the last time they'd ever see him. He gave them a few more things from around the bunker to help, all of it contained in a bag that felt well used and smelled like gunpowder and whiskey before he walked them to the door. Cas made sure the key was safely in the devil's pocket after he closed the door behind them and looked up to the sky. "I'm being summoned." He rolled his eyes but shook both their hands with a smile. When they turned back to the car he spoke one last time. "He wouldn't have given you up without a fight Col, he loved you fiercely just as you will love yours. If Ramiel is still alive your father may have him. Find him or at least find out the truth before using that weapon please." And with that he left them both dumbfounded and staring at each other.

Dom had known. Somewhere deep down he'd known, he was sure of it. Keliphos however would have ignored the possibility at all cost because knowing his mother's name made him all the more real. The nephalem was trembling as he walked the rest of the way to LuLu and his lover helped him inside. The fake leather was so hot it almost burned his skin but the pain helped ground him. His omega crawled into his lap to try and help even more. There was a new voice in his head that was almost louder than the boy's for a moment, a long buried memory that he thought had been carved out of him in hell. Bright blue eyes and long soft dark hair flashed in his mind so strong he could almost feel his tiny fingers curling in it. He had a name that wasn't a curse. He had been loved once. He wasn't hopeless. Was he? "Col." The memory hurt his heart but his partner brought him back with gentle kisses and loving soft touches.

"I've got you. Jus' breave. Wha' do you need?" The kid asked.

Kells squeezed the box tighter until the corners hurt his hands and grounded him. When he could finally see the world around him and breathe again another memory hit him. Tom giving him a look when Ramiel was mentioned. "Home. We need to go home. I'm okay, I just… I'm okay." He tried to soothe the nervous Hunter as he slid from the devil's lap and took his seat.

The beast waited a moment before thinking 'fuck it' and he laid out across the seat. His back was on the faux leather with his head in Dom's lap, turned sideways so he could scent his skin and nuzzle under his shirt. Sunlight and honey soothed his pain as the car started moving and the kid pet through his hair. He had a few questions for their witch friend but Tom was fast becoming family so there had to be a reason. He couldn't piss off the guy who was going to help them someday but shit- Tom owed them after that. Kells has another name and maybe a family. But… he had that already didn't he? Dom was his family. He could handle anything they learned about Ramiel as long as he had him and that more than anything proved the angel's point. It was love he was fighting for, not revenge. Fuck.

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