Please Don't Let It Go [Synester/Jude]

[praiseofblood]

"Don't t--" Syn began, only to have the words caught in his throat as the big male's hand ignited pin-points of pleasure everywhere they touched skin.

[clementine]

"Don't?" Jude asked, voice low as he dipped his head over Syn. "You mean "do" lovely." He said, just as his tongue flicked out to lav over one of the human's pert nipples.

[praiseofblood]

Synester bit his lip to keep from moaning as his body arched on it's own accord. He glared down at the male before his body betrayed him and arched up into that hot mouth again.

[clementine]

Jude offered a purr, suckling one nipple and then the other while a hand played at the band of Syn's pants. "You like that?" Jude growled, gently grinding against his human's hips as he settled over him.

[praiseofblood]

Syn clenched his teeth as a groan escaped him and his hips bucked. What the fuck was happening to him?!

[clementine]

Incubus pheremones. They rendered any being nice and complacent, causing optimum pleasure to give Jude a full stomach. "That's it baby. Relax." He urged, finally covering Syn's mouth with his own for a deep kiss.

[praiseofblood]

Syn would have frowned if he didn't feel so damn good. But he did still have the sense of mind to bite the bastard. So he did.

[clementine]

Jude reared back, blood dripping from his lower lip. "You little shit." He snarled, flicking it away before backhanding Syn and leaving his own mark. "Do it again and I'll bite you where it counts." Jude snapped, getting up for a second to go and check his lip.

[praiseofblood]

Syn snarled, glaring at the bastard as his head snapped to the side. He struggled to get free, about ready to murder this bastard. He squirmed, pulling on his bindings until the ropes dug into his wrist, but he was able to sit up a little. He pulled at his bindings again, trying to get free. Psychotic bastard was sure to kill him after he raped him--that was NOT how he was going out.

[clementine]

No. Jude wasn't going to kill Syn. He was more interested in fucking the kid and then letting him go. The incubus hated messes just about as much as he hated bleeding. He couldn't help but think that Syn was turning into a very big mess as he dabbed at his lip. Damn him and his stupid instinctual need.

Feeling he wasn't going to bleed out, Jude headed back into the bedroom, nude and erect with pleasure that hadn't flagged even after the violence. "You're not getting away." Jude rumbled unfeelingly as he watched Syn struggle.

[praiseofblood]

Syn's head snapped up, and he growled. His mind breifly noted the male's naked perfection but the larger part was screaming for him to get away. He ripped his eyes away and began to thinik of a plan, the blow to his face stinging and beginning to purple on his pale skin.

[clementine]

Jude regretted that hit immediately, wishing he hadn't lost his temper. Again he approached the bed and again he sat down. This time though, he reached into the nightstand, not for lube, but for some "disinfectant." The medicine from Zercan would heal the bruise in a few hours.

Silently, Jude uncapped the small bottle and began to gently apply the stuff to Syn's cheek.

[praiseofblood]

Syn moved away from the touch, not wanting The Bastard's hands anywhere near him. He'd heard of crazed fans before, but this shit was ridiculous!

[clementine]

"Sorry." Jude apologize, determinedly covering the bruise with the salve. "I shouldn't have hit you. Even though you bit me." He added wryly as he put the medicine away. "Now, I'm going to be straight with you human. I'm going to fuck you. You can either be good or bad. I don't care what you chose, but your ass might."

[praiseofblood]

Human? Synester looked at the male, eyes narrowing. Just wait until he got free, The Bastard would be minus a cock. He glared at the male, a clear challenge in his eyes.