Thread: Light and Dark (Moonstruck Fox)

the Demon smirked at the other. but i like being in your mind, it's filled with all sorts of interesting things. he admitted with a wicked grin. and i am your Master, of a sort. you, admittedly are not my Slave per-say, but i am your Master. he admitted with a smirk. and you're right, unfortunately i cannot take away your free will completely, but that is what makes this so much fun. i have to make you obey me willingly on my own merit. he admitted with a snicker. you told me to stay out of your head, how am i supposed to warn you that i'm going to appear, if i can't tell you? he asked, looking amused again. this human really needed to make up his mind. i can mostly block you from my mind, i'll still know any truly strong thoughts or emotions you have, but i can mostly keep out of your business. he promised with a small sigh. fine, no watching. he grumbled with a small sulk. how was he supposed to have any fun? Tristan was being so mean, but Sethreil knew that this was a good way to get the little brat to stop being so against everything. things where much easier when the kid had thought him to be an angel... of course the little idiot had still put up a fuss at the physical contact part, so maybe this way was better. letting Tristan have some freedom, would allow Sethreil to use the kid a little bit more easily. he smirked as Tristan hopped into his car and sped away and he rolled his eyes, well aware that the kid wouldn't be able to go anywhere that Sethreil didn't know about. while Tristan was waiting in the Pick up room, a large man came in, he was mostly muscle, and had a very intimidating air about him, and while Tristan didn't notice, anytime the man's gaze fell on someone, they gave a signal that they weren't into what he was into. only Tristan failed to react, and the Man grinned as he strode over to Tristan, telling him that the show was on and that he was to follow him. he led the way to the back room where Crystal, and the other ladies where waiting and he flashed them a wink as he instructed Tristan to strip down. no doubt Tristan thought he was going to be touched by all those pretty ladies, and it was doubtful he'd put up much of a fuss as he was told what to do... until the man started stripping down, and one of the ladies told the large man that she wanted to see him fuck Tristan's mouth. that's when things started hitting the shit fan. as soon as Tristan started to struggle, to complain, to fight back, to say no... the big man slapped Tristan hard across the face, stunning him. Erikson was a big man after all, and highly dominant, and not in a good way. he did not take 'no' and used any means necessary to get what he wanted. which was why no one else in the Pick Up room ever played with him, not unless they where new, or like Tristan, didn't know what the hell he'd gotten into. Erikson yanked Tristan to his feet, stripped him naked, smirking as the women whistled and hollered and shouted suggestions. there was a tingling sensation from the bite mark on Tristan's neck, where Sethreil had claimed him as Erikson pulled out a long black leather whip, and brought it down across Tristan's back, leaving a long, thick welt, and that's when the shit fan exploded. there was a roar of sorts, a furious, inhuman roar of pure rage and Fury and suddenly Sethreil was there, snarling viciously as he attacked Erikson, slapping him much the way the human bastard had slapped Tristan. the women where screaming, and they fled as the chain shackles that had held Tristan upright un-cuffed, leaving him to sag to the floor as he pleased. Sethreil was standing in front of Tristan now, protecting him from Erikson's rage. not that the man's fury lasted long as Sethreil snatched up the whip, and started to lay into the man. instead of drawing welts, Sethreil drew blood, the leather cracking viciously against Erikson's flesh, causing the man to scream and try to get away, but the door was locked, there where no other exits, and Sethreil wasn't about to let the human escape... for that matter it looked like Sethreil intended to kill Erikson for 'Damaging 'His' Tristan! Sethreil was going to flay the man open until he bled to death.