Sometimes, Life stinks (Xemas/Ssitris - NC-17)

[Zadkiel]

He turned when the other let loose a yell, only to be greeted with such a heavenly sight. Not that he'd admit it to the clumsy oaf, mind you. Xemas ducked the hunk of glass that came flying at them, pressing his back to the door, eyes wide. He had to hold in a burst of laughter when hsi landlord went down.

Only to duck and wince when he jumped up, holding his bleeding face, screaming bloody murder. "Last straw Xemas, get your ass out of here! I want all of your junk cleaned out by tomorrow morning. Whateve's left, I trash, understand!" The man didn't even give him time to explain, merely stalked away in search of medical help. Xemas clutche dhis head, fists in his hair and slid down the door.

"Oh man.....just great!"

[Raimi]

Ssitris stood on wobbly legs and quickly finished pulling up his pants and fastening them. "Serves you right! You little midget!"

Okay...so...seeing the kid there on the floor, all riled up and depressed kind of...touched him in some sick, demented sort of way. He felt sort of guilty, but then again, wasn't he the victim here? Not only had he been molested in his sleep, but he'd also just given two perverts, one a little kid, who also happened to be his rapist, and an old smelly ugly fart his bare backside.

What other option did he have than to defend himself and peg the guy? So, the tyke was losing his home. Boo-hoo. He probably had some little...whore to go to anyway.

Wait. Where'd he hide?!

[Zadkiel]

Xemas stayed curled, trying to decide what to do. He didn't have enough cash to put his things in storage, and Celrie had already told him he couldn't have another person in his flat. The incubus groaned, tugging hard, wincing. He lifted his head, looking around at all of his things. So much money had went into everything and now....

"I hope you're happy! Whiney little baby! You act like a fuckin' girl." He growled and stood, stalkign past the other and grabbing up a duffel. Quickly he started shoving in what he could. Mostly his very expensive club clothes, or the ones he'd hand made himself from scraps. He'd just went grocery shopping too! Xemas slammed his fist into the wall, his temper barely in check. Back to square one...that's where he was. And all because he'd helped some ass in the woods and brought him home.

[Raimi]

He jumped when the boy punched the wall. "W---w---well-----!!!" He clenched his fists. "You shouldn't have touched me, after you said you wouldn't!!! You brought this all on yourself you stupid little kid!!!" he yelled back. When the Incubus turned his angry eyes towards him, he swallowed hard and took a few unsteady steps back.

[Zadkiel]

"When," hsi voice was low and he glared daggers. "did I ever say I wouldn't touch you? I asked if you trusted me. Hell, if i'd known you'd pull this shit I would've left you back in the sinkhole." He turned his back, shoving more things in, trying to fit as much as he could. It was going to be hard leaving everythign behind, but he'd have to do it.....

"Hope you had a good time." He muttered darkly and shut his bag, pulling it over his shoulder and grabbing up his leather jacket. He pushed past the other and stalked out the door. He had to get in touch with Celrie....maybe the vampire could help him out for a bit...

[Raimi]

"Well....well...I DIDN"T!" he shouted after him before pouting. The creaking of the floor boards suddenly frightened him and he scampered out of the room, shuffling down the hall. Like he even needed that supid guy's help anyway!!!

When he made it outside, he made it a point to huff and go off in the oppisite direction of the Incubus. "Stupid kids...humph. I can make it on my own perfectly fine!" He rounded a few corners, and grunted when he bumped into something and fell back onto the moist concrete. "S--sorry...." He froze and gulped. Great...he was away from his first problem and had just walked right into another...

[Zadkiel]

He pulled his leather jacket on and sighed, shoving his hands into his pockets. Just great. He smelled like that guy and he hadn't even gotten anything! Xemas grumbled, walkign as fast as he could, knocking on Celrie's door when he reached the flat. It was much nicer than his apartment and he wondered just how the vampire got enough to pay for it.

After a bit, the blonde vampire answered, cheeks flushed, eyes dancing. "Oh..I....X...Xemas?" He...didn't look too particularly happy to see him. "What's up?"

"Lost me apartment. Can I maybe...come in for a second?" Celrie looked trapped and stuttered, squeaking when an arm circled his tiny waist, pulling him back against a strong body.

"Is this scum bothering you baby? I can get rid of him..." Xemas blinked at the man and apologized, hurt that Celrie hadn't told him he was involved with someone and shook his head.

"Wrong address...i'm sorry. I'll be going..." It pained him that even his best friend was ashamed to introduce him to other people. Especially a person that made Celrie glow like he was.

"Wait! Xemas! Xemas, come on~! I'm sorry, please wait~!" He kept walking, heading for the station. The benches were public property after all....

[Raimi]

Ssitris graoned when he was tossed roughly to the carpeted floor of some kind of club.

He could feel the base of the music vibrated through his lungs, and head, and needless to say, it wasn't just annoying, it made it hard to breathe. Then again the smoke and the steam from the dancers only added to it.

"Hey," grunted the man he had bumped into. By accident, of course! He didn't go LOOKING for trouble! "Look what we found in the alley out back."

Ssitris slowly moved to his hands and knees, only to get a heavy boot stamping on his spine and pushing him down. "Oof! G---get off me!!"

"Shut up or I'll---"

"Ranis, get off the poor thing." a smooth, deep voice purred. The boot lifted off him immediately. "I can't have my new merchendise all bruised up, now can I?"

The blonde sat up, and shook his head, wincing at the pain in his back.

"You poor thing." mocked another voice. This one whiney.

"Hush, pet. Tell me, why is such an innocent little thing running around about behind my club?"

He gulped when his eyes met those of a dark man, jet black hair smoothed against his head, a smirk upon his face and peircing green eyes. An obvious half-breed by the looks of it. At least, he was well dressed, like some sort of ancient lord or something. On the other hand, the barely legal boy sitting on the man's lap was scantly clad in nothing but tight leather shorts and a corset, face panted darkly.

"Well? Go on!" Ranis grunted, having the urgh to kick the cowering thing on the floor.

"I---I was just...just trying to get home..." he finally whimpered.

"Aw....he's scared..." teased the boy, licking the business man's neck and tracing a manicured nail down his chest.

"Sajea, stop it. Can't you see I'm trying to have a conversation?"

The boy stopped with his full lower lip out in a pout, glaring at Ssitris.

"Now,what's your name? Perhaps we could...help you, hm?"

Help him?? Well...the guy looked respectable, save for his taste in entertainment. "R---really?!"

"Of course." A smirk.

"Ssitris. Ssitris C'lada..."

"Well, Ssitris." The man leaned back in his seat, petting the boy's hair. "You are home now. Take him upstairs and find he gets comfortable. I'll be up later. Let Tada show him the ropes."

"Wh--what?!"

"With pleasure, sir!" Ranis grinned, picking up the blonde and covering his mouth as he struggled.

[Zadkiel]

The station was practically empty when he got there. Xemes tossed his things down on a bench and stood, one boot clad foot on the edge of the seat, hands in his jacket pockets. He had nowhere to go, no place to be, and currently, no friends who gave a damn for him. The incubus sighed, straightenign his hair.

"Hey! Hey you....you can't stay there." Xemes turned at the mans voice, glaring at a uniformed station officer.

"Well why not? This is for the public, what the hell do you think I am??" He threw out his arms, looking around. "Oh....i think that'd be a citizen of the public..." The man growled.

"We don't want your kind around here, understand? Bad for business. Now kindly leave or i'll have you removed." Xemas kicked at the bench and swiped up his bag. No sense in getting himself thrown into jail. He left quietly, eyes trained on the cement as he walked, kicking rocks ahead of him. Maybe one of the clubs he frequented would let him stay the night...he could work for it...

[Raimi]

"H---hey stop it!! Let go!! STOP!" he cried, trying to get away from the rough hands that made quick work of taking off his clothes and shoving him into new pairs. Leather, soft, pure leather...although it looked and felt like someone's skin...

He shuddered, and was shoved back downstairs, stumbling as he went. "Let go!!" SLAP!

"Shut up." growled Ranis. "You don't talk unless you're spoken to, unless you want that pretty little mouth of yours sewn shut!"

Tada stepped inbetween them. "Shut it, Ranis." he growled back, sneering. He turned towards Ssitris and placed a collar around his neck. "And you, you little twat, shut up or I'll rip your tongue out. Whiney little snots like you never last around here. You belong to Master Reas now. Get used to it." he snapped, shoving the blonde around on the dance floor back towards the business man.

"Ah! What a lovely suprise, so quick too. Tada, you've out done yourself." Reas grinned, urging Sajea off his lap. "Come here Ssitris. Let me see you." Even with such a smile and pleasant tone, something in this man's eyes frightened Ssitris. He somehow knew that if he disobeyed, he'd be in loads more trouble than he was now. The second he was close enough, he was yanked down into the man's lap. "Hmm...it all suits you, although I think some more decoration before tomorrow would be a bit better, hm?" He eyed Tada who nodded.

"It'll be done."

"Good." He smirked and brushed Ssitris' hair from his face. "You poor thing, scared aren't you? As long as you mind myself and the others here you'll be fine."

[Zadkiel]

Xemas paused out front of a flashy club, staring up at lights with a deep sigh. This was his best bet. He'd come here so much and this was a regular spot. The incubus was ushered past into the club by a bulky man outside. He tugged at his...non-club clothes and moved towards the bartender. that was always his best bet.

"Hey....down here...I got a question for ya..." He ignored the beat of the dancing going on behind him, and the provocative dancing, despite how the blatant lust clawed at him. The man moved down, hands on the counter.

"Make it quick shortie, I got a line. New crop comign out later tonight, get my drift?" Xemas waved that off.

"Yeah, whatever. Listen, can I see the manager? I have a very important proposition and....well could you just get him?" The man looked him over before sighing and snagging a barely clothed boy from behind the bar.

"Go get the boss. He's got a visitor. Be quick now," Xemas ignored the pat on a backside, sitting on a a stool to wait.

[Raimi]

"Don't look so frightened..." he purred, moving to nibble the blonde's neck.

"Master." Sajea pouted, rubbing his violated backside. "Your bartender just touched me, and also says there's a man here to see you."

Reas glared, and the boy stepped back slightly. "Not now."

"He says it's important." he murmured quietly.

"Fine." He snapped, shoving Ssitris towards Tada who grabbed the blonde by the arms. "Take him upstage and give us a show. The more he screams the better. i'm in a bad mood." He grabbed Sajea and pushed him towards Tada as well. "You go to. GO!" Tada bowed his head and ushered the two towards the stage, Ssitris looking petrified.

Reas moved towards the bar, and slammed his hands down, "What is it, why have I been interupted?!" He snapped at the barkeep, teeth clenched.

Ssitris was pushed onstage infront of Tada and suddenly had the man's arms around him.

"Attention, everyone," the black haired man purred, his long earrings tickling Ssitris' bare shoulder. "We have a new little brother, isn't he simply adorable?" Cat calls and wolf whistles sounded, and Ssitris grew stiff. "Suck it up, kiddo." Tada hissed in his ear. "Just enjoy it. You'll love it." A lick to his ear. "I promise." He chuckled and ran his hands down the skin tight leather on the Jshiko's hips.

"Aww...he's so cute with that look on his face." Sajea smirked, stepping in front of him to slow begin unzipping the vest. "I say we make him SCREAM." He sneered, pinching his chest harshly.

Ssitris winced and let out a small cry.

"Be nice, Sajea. You know not to mark the new play thing." Tada looked to the side, nodding to someone offstage before his fingers dipped into the boy's pants and slowly began shimming them down.

"S---stop!!" Ssitris whimpered.

"You have no say~" the boy infront of him giggled, kissing along his stomache.

The person Tada had nodded to shoved a small box up onto the stage, and Sajea perked. "So we're doing it up here?" he asked, suddenly excited.

Tada chuckled, suckling Ssitris' neck and carressing him until he heard the faintest of moans. "Of course..."

The crowd suddenly went wild when Sajea knelt down and opened the case, pulling out a needle to pierce the blonde with. "I say..." he tugged his pants off and cupped the blonde. "Here first." He snickered.

Ssitris began to struggle again. Not there!! Jeskara NO!!!

"Then he'd be too sore to play with." Tada said, taking the needle. "Keep his mind off things while I start up here." his own voice held humor in it, and his eyes glistened when the younger suddenly took the obvious virgin in his mouth.

Ssitris thought he was going to faint. Here he was, on a stage in some sort of sex...fetish club or something, being touched, sucked even, and not only was he scared to death, but his body was obviously enjoying it, expecially from the noises he was making, and the way the crowd cheered.

He winced and instead of crying out with pain, he moaned from the pleasure Sajea was giving him. Twice more in his left ear...four times in his right... Suddenly they felt heavy, and hurt. They rung and he was deaf for a minute.

Sajea was good....he would have climaxed by now...but for some reason...and his ears hurt, but ebbed away when his mind was jerked back to the fire growing in his abdomen.

"Good boy..." Tada purred, petting his sweaty forehead and kissing his bare shoulder affectionately. "Lower, wouldn't you say?" He asked the audience who roared with approval. "I wonder though..." he breathed. "How far should we go? To here?" His fingers ghosted across his stomache and belly button, and then lower. "Down here maybe?"

He could hardly hear him, over the crowd's roaring, and his ears ringing, the blood pumping through his veins down to his arousal that was growing even more pleasurable by the moment. He whimpered as his eyes shut, letting his head fall against Tada's strong shoulder as he panted.

"I take it he want's more!" he shouted to the crowd, pleased.

[Zadkiel]

“This boy here was lookin for ya,” the barkeep shrugged a shoulder in Xemas’ direction. “Wouldn’t take no for an answer, see?” Xemas lifted his head, staring at the boss. It might be hard to win this one over. He sighed and slid off his seat.

“I’m sorry, no other club would take me and was wondering,” he was broken off by a roar from the crowd and jerked his head to the stage, jaw dropping at what he saw. Namely, the man from earlier, dressed to kill in leather, being felt up by two men. The incubus watched in awe as he was felt up and aroused before their eyes, his chest aching. He’d been taken and had! This man was even more….whorish than he was, plus he worked for a club!! Xemas had lost his house over this thing! The incubus clenched his jaw and turned back to the boss, disgusted wih the mans obvious appreciation of the show on stage.

“I need a job. And I can do much better than that guy there,” he jerked his thumb towards the stage, trying to keep his eyes off that perfect body. He shouldn’t have worried about hurting him! What a stupid, trusting incubus he was.

((God, mine's short, i'm sorry XDDD))

[Raimi]

((lol, it's alright))

Reas raised his eyebrow at the short boy, and returned his appreciative gaze towards the stage. His tongue darted out to lick his lips as Ssitris withered on stage, trembling and moaning. Thankfully, the blonde's pleas couldn't be heard thanks to the crowd's noise.

He glanced over, smirking at the Incubus' reaction. "Oh? Are you sure you'd want to work here? A little young, don't you think? And I don't need any innocent faces here." He jerked his head towards the stage. "Beautiful, isn't he?" His piercing green eyes roamed over the pale skin. "I can't wait to have him under me later..." He chuckled. "I'll tell you what. Prove to me what you can do, and perhaps I'll think about letting you work here." He smirked at the short kid, looking him up and down. He signaled to Tada with his hand, and in turn, Tada shrugged his shoulders, and muttered something to the gaurd at the stairs to the stage. "Go up there and finish off the blonde. However you like. Just don't enter him, that's MY territory. Got it? Feel free to decorate him as well. He needs something other than skin anyway."

[Zadkiel]

Xemas bit his lip, watching the man on stage, undecided. The blonde did look like he was having a good time but….He’d seemed so scared earlier, and innocent beyond reason. The incubus heaved a great sigh. He hated the words the man beside him spoke, but if he didn't do something, He was going to be homeless and broke. But he'd promised Celrie he'd never get into this stuff.....Screw it! Celrie hadn't been there for him when he'd lost his apartment. "Watch this," Xemas tossed his leather jacket onto the stool and slid down, stalking towards the door to the stage.

One the way back he stripped off his shirt, tossing it to a man that was backstage. Thankfully, his pants were practically skin tight and looked rather nice under the lights. He sauntered out onto the stage, eyes focused solely on the man. "He's mine boys," he smiled catily at the other two, taking place behind the taller man. His hands slipped under arms, carressing a bare chest. His mouth searched out bare shoulders and the side of a neck. "The way you look.....your masters going to have you tonight, you know," he murred, hands falling to trace thin hips.

"You made me lose my apartment...now you're my ticket to a job..." He felt horrible for some reason. Somethign was making him sick, making him hurt. He didn't want to allow that man to have his way with the blonde. Xemas pressed his hips to the back of the other, carressing even lower until he was slowly stroking him, like he'd done earlier. His free hand stroked over a side, down over a taunt backside and back to his chest.

He went back to kissing his neck, licking up and over his bleeding ear. The coppery substance was sweet in the incubus' mouth and he licked the inside. "Scream for me..." He gave him a squeeze. "Or I'll use my mouth..."