Blood of the Lamb

Arith pounded away at him, giving growls of pleasure with every squeeze and moan that the other gave. He kept going until he came inside of him again, so much seed filling that slender body that he could see it oozing out slowly down the male's thighs. "Beautiful," he murmured.
 
This time Felicity's knees gave out and he slid down so that he was halfway in the floor and halfway on the couch. Delicate and worn out. Semen oozing down his thighs and dripping onto the carpet. That would have to be cleaned. He made a pleased sound and smiled wearily up at Arith over his shoulder, looking at him through pretty pastel pink eyes, his tail flicking lazily behind him.

"Thank you~"

He heaved himself up onto the couch and soread his legs apart, pressing two fingers against his entrance to keep anything else from leaking out, sauirming a bit as his body absirbed as much as it could. It was quite a pleasant experience. It made him tingle all over. Aura shining around him with a slight shadow tainting the edges. But the golden hues still glowing within.​
 
Arith raised an eyebrow thoughtfully, and then he rolled his wrist, a small black plug with a little diamond on the end appearing in his hand. He leaned down, shooing Felicity's hand away, and he pushed the toy in with a pop, watching it nestle comfortably inside the male, trapping his seed inside.
 
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He gasped when the plug easily slid into him and sealed him off. Eyes rolling back a little as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back onto the arm,of the couch. A hand draped over his stomach, knees together but his feet spread apart. He,was tired. And he wanted to take a little nap. Just a short one. Arith would have some more time to himself. Perhaps a couple of hiurs before Felicity woke up and pulled on one of the little dresses he found in the closet again. He seemed to like the floaty garments that ruffled around his thighs like flower petals. The top dipping low on his chest to reveal the crystals dangling there. Still designed to fit a female. But it fit him just as well.​
 
Arith carried him to the bed and left him sleeping there, calling a minor demon to clean. He then sat reading and sipping his wine in the living room, having turned one of the seats by the wall to look out over the city. He was feeling very good lately. Felicity was good for him.
 
Felicity woke up,of course and finagled his way into the dress. But when the 'lesser demon' came,in to clean and tidy up as was instructed to, Felicity ram and dove under the bed, wailing for help, terrified. He wadnt difficult to spook, and his behavior was confusing to anyone who wasn't Arith. It,made sense that the demon woukd svare,him, he was scared of most people now that weren't Arith. He'd had too many bad experiences. And he would continue to sail from under the bed until Arith came to help him.​
 
Arith sighed, sensing no one but the servant. He went into the bedroom and shooed the horned male off. "Come out little one, there's no danger here." He stood by the bed, arms crossed.
 
He poked his head out when he heard Arith came in and watched the demon leave. And he stayed undwr for a momsnt when Arith told him to come out from under the bed. But he did soon. Getting to his feet and pattering over to Arith, hugging him and peeking around him to make sure the spoopy demon was gone. He felt beyter immediately, and safer knowing that Arith was there. Arith was like a guardian to Felicity. But he couldnt be more wrong.​
 
Arith sighed and pat him on the head. His silly little pet. Not that he minded him being clingy. "You're alright. Hungry? " he raised an eyebrow at the tiny unicorn.
 
He licked his lips and looked up at Arith befre nuzzling into his shirt again. Nodding and trying to climb him like a tree so he coukd ride on his back, managing to get up there and looking around the room from a new perspective that was higher up. He made a little 'ooo' sound, curious and intrigued. Looking around the room from this high up was new to him.​
 
Arith made a slight indignant sound, looking up at the other. "Excuse me," he said dryly, "I am not a climbing gym little one." He reached up to try and untangle Felicity's hold on him and bring the male down into his arms. "Come on now, let go. I don't appreciate being used as a tree."
 
He had somehow managed to get up onto Ariths shoulders rather than his back and had his hands in the mans hair, defiant as ever but eventually pouting and letting Airth pull him down into his arms, pouting the whole way to the kitchen. He was so childish sometimes. He wasnt upset though, he was simply being dramatic and most things right now would easily cheer his mood. Food in particular would brighten him up. He had enjoyed the height while it had lasted though.​
 
Arith didn't mind that he liked being up high, he just wanted the boy to be properly fed and though he didn't mind clinging he wanted to train Felicity out of climbing on him without permission. He had never really wanted to be used as a jungle gym. He brought the male to the kitchen and got him set up with a mix of fruits and sweets.
 
Felicity, as usual, tried to offer food to Arith and was again rejected. Not that he minded. He just figured Arith ate at other times. Still not making the connection that Arith was a vampire. So he happily ate all the foid he was given until the two plates were clean, where he out all thise calories,nobody would ever know. He had a very high metabolism and it was difficult for him put on weight once he was at a healthy one. Not that it made a difernece really. And once he was done he started nosing around the kitchen, clambering up onto a counter and knocking downna frying pan right onto his pretty little head. Which made him break into tears, tail curling ariund his thigh. Childish indeed. He had a very low tolerance for pain.​
 
Arith groaned a bit, feeling like a babysitter as he headed to scoop the boy up and sat him on the counter. "Really. You're something little one I swear." He closed his eyes and shook his head. "You're something else my little one." He kissed his forehead. "You're such a beautiful little thing but so easy to make cry."
 
He rubbed the top of his headandcried a bit more. Of course he would cry if he got hit in the head with a frying pan. Who wouldn't? But Arith kissing his forehead made him feel a bit better. He sniffled and rubbed hus head again, an ache forming there that he felt wouldnt leave for a while. He slid down iff the counter and glared at the frying pan that was now in the floor. He would kick it but he associated the frying pan with hurting so he left it alone and instead stuck to Arith hip like a little imp. But their little sanctuary was ruined rather quickly. Gunshots went off outside, not hitting the apartment but rather firing at the ground. And a womans voice sounded from outside.

"Arith. Vampire, and part of the Third Covenant. I have orders to apprehend you. Come out now or we shall come in."

She had a big megaphone along with two shiny pistols strapped to her hips. She had on tight fitting clothes. A uniform. She meant business and had an entire ten member squad with her. All armed to the teeth with weapons, but they all looked like rookies, one was actually quivering. This wasnt some game, or some thugs trying to snatch Felicity. Someone was after them. Granted he wasnt here right now. He would come... This shouldnt be too challenging however. Not for Arith.​
 
"I'm not not part of any damn covenant," Arith shouted out the window and he lifted Felicity up into the arms, carrying him as he plugged the phone in and had a very quick conversation. He then hurried up the roof where a helicopter was lowering down, wind mussing the garden. He was always quick to move. He could pack up real easy whenever he liked, used to things going sour.
 
Felicity yelped when he was scooped up and toted up to the roof. Guns going off as,soon as they were in sight, a bullet grazing Felicitys shoulder but not doing much damage,more than a faint red mark. It was a very close shot. He didnt seem too keen on getting in the helicopted and immeduately clung to Arith as it lidted iff the ground, terrified. He had never been in the air and he was quite frightened. Guns continued to be fired at them, bouncing off the side of the helicopter and tinking off the blades. Felicity was unharmed however and that was what mattered. He was scared out of his wits though.​
 
Arith let him cling on and he shook his head as his pilot steered them around. "Honestly this is a fun little adventure," he muttered and he looked down. "Wonder who ordered my- apprehending was it?" He rubbed the youth's soft hair. "You'll be alright, we're leaving," he told his little dress-adorned unicorn.
 
Felicity hid his face in Ariths chest, shaking in terror as they flew away both because if the guns and because if hiw high up they were. He shook like a leaf on the wind. The entire ride to wherever they were going he would cling to Arith in fear. And eventually he would just fall asleep. But wherever they went, they woukd be followed. There was nowhere that their rival would not find them.​
 
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