Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ The Midnight Hour ❯ Impatient ( Chapter 2 )

Chapter: Impatient

 

 

Strax blinked open his large blue eyes, shifting his gaze up towards the bed. He chose to sleep on the floor to give Midnight some personal space. He couldn't remember how long they stayed up talking about the hunters and what Midnight had been doing this whole time. He finally sat up and crawled closer to the edge of the bed. `Midnight… he's… beautiful.' he thought and absently reached out to caress the demon's smooth pale face. His fingertips traced Midnight's soft lips… his cheeks… down to his jaw and stopped at his neck. `What am I doing? I can't be doing this… ah…' he jumped slightly as Midnight moved. He turned over on his side where his back was to Strax.

 

Strax rubbed his hands together before slowly crawling into the space left by the older man. He didn't really want to startle the man, but he just couldn't help himself. Midnight was beautiful beyond anything anyone has ever seen and yet he was dangerous… a wanted man… a demon. But that is what made him even more desirable to both men and women. The sheer thrill that one minute he could be giving you the best sex ever, then the next minute… he can be eating you alive. It was what Strax found so alluring. As he inched closer, he absently slipped his hand under the covers and slowly over Midnight's thigh.

 

He was a virgin and treading on dangerous ground as he continued to move his hand along Midnight's thigh and waist. It was too late to turn back now, he was too engrossed. He leaned closer to the man, tilting his head so that his long brown bangs missed Midnight's skin. Midnight shifted slightly as he felt lips against his neck. Strax traced the gentle kisses up to his ear and nibbled at the earlobe causing Midnight to make the softest of noises. The boy took advantage and slipped his hand down the front of Midnight's pants. The man's eyes snapped open and he quickly turned to pin Strax down to the bed, “What do you think you're doing?” He asked while extending one of his claws and holding it against Strax's neck and cooed, “You could get hurt if you're not careful.”

 

Strax blinked up with wide eyed, “I…I'm sorry, Midnight… I couldn't help.. myself.” “Couldn't help yourself? Well, I'm flattered… really I am, but you don't want to do what you'll regret later on,” Midnight pulled away and sat back on his heels. Strax blushed, sitting up and hanging his head. Small tears fell from his eyes as he clentched the bed sheets. This caught Midnight's attention. “I've been wanting you to be with me…. Ever since I saw you. I made dolls of those I met… I made one of you and one of me… it was my dream to become your bride, Midnight…” Strax began to sob, causing Midnight to sneer silently.

 

“Stop crying!” Midnight shouted making Strax cower back. The demon crossed his arms and tried to take all of it in. Strax wrapped his arms around himself and held back his tears for fear of something worse. Midnight shook his head slowly. His eyes taking in the miserable form of the teen before him. “Pathetic…” he sneered and got off the bed and walked into the bathroom without sparing the boy a single glance.

 

Strax sniffed and removed himself from the bed and walked towards the bathroom. He peeked in and watched Midnight undress. His large blue eyes took in everything the older man had. He gulped as his eyes followed the demon's lithe form move into the bathtub. “You can come out now.” Strax jumped at the smooth voice that echoed from the room. He nodded and slowly crept in, “You knew I was there the whole time?” Midnight glanced over at the boy and noticed his tear stained cheeks. “Yeah… I knew. You want to take a bath?” he asked as he tapped the sides of the tub.

 

The teen swallowed nervously and nodded before removing his clothes and slipping in at the opposite end of the tub. He blushed trying to cover up his groin. It amused Midnight to no end. To think that this boy was trying to molest him in his sleep and now he was attempting to cover up his privates. “Look, kid, I didn't mean to make you cry. I just can't stand it when people cry in front of me,” Midnight closed his eyes and leaned his head back with a sigh.

 

Strax blinked up at the dark haired man and slowly moved forward. He leaned closer and pressed his lips to Midnight's collarbone. “Again… you test the flame…” Strax pulled back only to find that Midnight had a strong grip on his hips. “Midnight… I didn't meant to! I'll leave you alone!” “You've teased me enough. Now you'll pay the price for grasping the rose.” More tears fell from Strax's eyes as he was lifted from the water and carried back into the bedroom and tossed on the bed. He was too slow. Midnight took him by the shoulders and pulled him back just before he could make it.

 

Midnight pinned him back to the bed on his stomach and raked his claws down the boy's slim back. “What's this?” He questioned to himself and leaned closer to the boy's neck and sniffed. `It can't be…' he thought and tapped his chin. `It seems that I'm not the last Hellhound afterall…. I believe bringing back my race is still a possibility.'