Omegle - Lindsey + Vamp!Loki - Part 4

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[Omegle RP: Lindsey makes his own bargain.]

It took Loki a week to get back to Lindsey. He didn't make an appointment or even knock, he just entered his apartment around two O'clock in the afternoon, easily opening the lock and shutting it behind him. Without qualms, he sorted through Lindsey's things, learning a little more about his plaything, and by the time the lawyer opened his door, everything was in its place and Loki was sprawled over his couch, having helped himself to a glass of white wine. He did love the taste. It hadn't escaped him that Lindsey had many bottles of alcohol, few of which were left unopened.

He took in the shock and momentary fear on Lindsey's features as he caught sight of the vampire so casually in his home, one of Lindsey's final drafts in his hand, marked through with red pen of Loki's markings. He dropped the stack of paper to the coffee table with a hollow sort of thunk breaking the palpable silence. Loki took another slow sip before deliberately setting the glass down on top of the papers, leaving a ring of condensation. It wouldn't be singed anyway.

"It is always nice to have these things prepared in advance. I've looked through it, I have a few additions. Do not mind me, join me at your leisure." He said cooly, watching him predatorily.


The fear that permeated the room spiked considerably when Lindsey found Loki there, so casually sprawled on his couch and, more importantly, required no invitation from him. That more than anything unnerved him, more than Loki's apparent lack of fear for sunlight or being reflected in mirrors. No rules that governed vampires applied to this prince, and it meant quite clearly that Lindsey had nowhere he could hide from the man.

He swallowed and blinked, then just as quickly, Lindsey's lawyer mask was slipped back in place. "No, please, help yourself," Lindsey said with just a wry hint of sarcasm after noticing how Loki had gone through his wet bar and picked out one of his finest bottles of unopened whites. It had been a gift from a client, a very expensive gift.

In almost childish petulance, Lindsey chose to ignore Loki sitting there and did exactly as Loki suggested, waited for his own leisure to join him. He went to his room, put down his briefcase, and closed the door. He had intended to change, but after simply removing his tie and jacket, decided that it was probably better to stick to some sort of formal wear around Loki. So he redid his tie but left the jacket off. Some fifteen minutes later, face washed and composed, Lindsey went to join the vampire in his sitting room.

"So, you have reviewed the contract, I see." He said by way of greeting. Passing by his counter, he took an empty glass and unceremoniously took his bottle and poured himself an indecent amount of the wine before sitting down. "And crossed out most of my terms too." If he wasn't wary about getting drunk around the vampire, Lindsey would've gone for something stronger.


Loki only grinned, "I do not like restrictions. If you are to be mine for the night, I expect it to be utterly. Not conditionally. I kept the original terms of our agreement. No dismemberment, must be alive no matter the circumstances, hours from two pm to six am." He recited easily, leaving his glass where it was as he templed his fingers together. It was a power play, a small one, but still there. If Lindsey wanted to get to the contract, he'd have to touch and move Loki's glass first. It was a dare and he waited to see if Lindsey would make the mistake of accepting it.

He cocked his head to the side and arched a brow at him, another silent dare. Push this, it said with a glint of a feral beast's teeth, push this and see how fast you're ripped to shreds. Loki slowly extracted his phone and idly flipped it in his fingers, not taking his eyas off of Lindsey, "This" He said suddenly, "Has a very special function at the moment. With a press of a button I can have the Slayer shot. Rather anticlimatic, but it will get the job done. On the other hand, I hit another button, and I will have her captured and in my playrooms by tomorrow morn." He said with a soft smile.

"Depending on whether or not this is solved, will depend on which button I press. Whether you get your wish or not is entirely up to you. Now, I'd suggest you retrieve your laptop and begin reprinting." He finished and finally reached forward to take his glass again and sip it, keeping it in his grip now.


Lindsey watched warily, breaths coming out just a slight bit heavier than normal as he kept his shaking and pounding heart tightly in check. When Loki lifted his glass, Lindsey finally reached out to take the contract, but not by taking his eyes off Loki. It wasn't until he had the piece of paper well before him did he finally lower his eyes down to see the terms that Loki had changed. Most of them were acceptable, most. His gaze narrowed at the part where Loki had crossed out his condition to leave with all traces erased of his time spent with the vampire.

"I will have a new contract drawn up," he said smoothly and silently congratulated himself for being able to keep his voice even. He turned, leaving the vampire on the couch as he went to boot up his computer to edit the terms. Most of the lines he unwillingly edited to Loki's preferences, but that part about staying unmarked he was very determined to leave in. Loki had already expressed his wishes to permanently mark him, and Lindsey will be damned if he let the vampire get his way.

He wrote the new contract up and printed it, taking it back to the vampire for perusal. As Loki had wanted, most conditions had been removed except for the ones about being marked and Lindsey's unerring willingness to do everything. That he changed to obedience in a timely manner as the reasonable person would perform. He knew there will be things he wouldn't be able to jump to at obeying, and he had to cover himself against that.


Loki had finished his glass by the time Lindsey returned and flipped through the pages one by one, re reading every single word again, a single amused eyebrow arching at the quiet denial Lindsey had made. Loki twirled his red pen between his fingers thoughtfully before bringing it down to sign his name, initials, name and name again. He wasn't done yet, despite Lindsey's obvious relief that he had accepted these terms.

His original work had been more than pushing the boundaries, a guarantee of not being used by others was something Loki had actually laughed at when he'd read it. The little sneaky clause about the don't ask don't tell condition of this arrangement had been removed, as well as any actual legal ties Loki had to this. It really was just his word in signature, and he set it down, sliding the stack of papers over to Lindsey but made no move to get up, slowly extracting his phone and sending the command for the Slayer to be taken from her home and brought to Loki's playroom in Manhattan. Far enough away from all this that it would be easy enough to kill the trail and close enough that the video would be easy to stream.

Loki stood then but didn't leave, taking a few deliberate steps forward to hover over Lindsey as he shakily signed his own name, relishing in the fact that his hands shook slightly. "Good pet." Loki purred out and promptly tossed the newly binding contract to the side and shoving Lindsey back into the couch so Loki could straddle his lap, knees pinning him in, one hand in the long hair and dragging him into a kiss. Loki wasted little time, fangs extended and grazing Lindsey bottom lip as he fucked his tongue into his mouth, taking what he wanted from the lawyer, both hands holding him snugly in place. When Lindsey began to scrabble for air, snapping him out of his apparent shock, Loki pulled away with a grin. "I think... I require you tonight."


Although Loki signed the deal and finalized it, Lindsey still felt like he was the losing party in this bargain. This became more apparent when the vampire suddenly attacked him, pinning him down to the couch and all but claimed his mouth. By the time Lindsey recovered from his shocked horror, Loki was pulling away to leave him gasping for great mouthfuls of air.

"The agreement was for the night to happen after you have delivered the Slayer," Lindsey spat out with an anger placed there to mask his pounding fear. There was nothing to stop the vampire from taking what he wanted, nothing but the protection of Wolfram and Hart which seemed flimsy when in the presence of the ancient vampire prince. Loki could pretty much take him where he was, rape him, rip him to pieces, and Lindsey had the sinking feeling that Wolfram and Hart wouldn't raise a fuss about it. Assuming that they even knew that Loki was the one behind the deed.

Lindsey tried not to cringe at those morbid thoughts as he continued in a falsely bold voice, "You have the Slayer to play with tonight. Go have fun with her." After sitting up, he attempted to put some distance between them without making it obvious that he was. He managed to shift slightly and straightened his messed up tie. "If you want me, you'll have to sign a contract with Wolfram and Hart."


Loki only grinned, "Oh, no, I'm not claiming the contract just yet. And I'm not going to play with the blond bitch tonight either. I'll let her toy away for a few days, let her absence be noticed. let her allies grow agitated, let that famous Slayer strength to wane. And as for you, as I've said, this is not under contract. Feel free to fight as much as you'd like." Loki said with a vicious smile as he wrapped one hand firmly around Lindsey's throat and lifted him from the couch as he stood.

He dragged the lawyer after him and casually ripped his shirt from his torso without so much as a strained muscle, leaving his tie in place as he pinned Lindsey against a wall and quickly divested him of his jeans, tossing him on the bed next. He advanced on the panicking man, "I've been craving a taste of you. And I've decided to give you a choice, since you were such a good boy last time. You can relax and allow me to give you pleasure, or you can fight, and it will hurt quite a bit. Either way we both have an orgasm and I leave contented." He taunted as he slid on to the bed, pinning him down, hand on his chest, eyes glinting with something like possessive lust.

This mortal was his, it was only a matter of time before he cemented that but soon enough it would be fact. He let his fangs slide out, snatching Lindsey's wrist and forcing his hand to cup Loki's crotch, to show him just how hard the vampire was for seeing his pet splayed out and terrified like he was.


Panic surged up within Lindsey as he was carried, half choking, to his bedroom where the vampire threw him down onto his own maroon bed sheets. The silk-like fabric was soft under him, but he felt none of that as he concentrated on only getting away. Lindsey struggled where he was pinned, hands going to grab the vampire's arm and trying to push him free. He pulled all the more when his hand was grabbed and he was forced to palm the iron hardness of Loki's crotch.

"You can't do this!!" He cried, eyes wide and fearful like he never was before. This was his home, his bed, and there was no contract, no healers, not even a verbal agreement to keep him safe. He was about to be raped in his own bed.

That thought nearly numbed him into submission as he paused his struggling to regard the vampire with a flat out terror that had his heart pounding relentlessly in his chest. "This isn't part of any bargain... you can't." As soon as Loki let go of his hand, Lindsey yanked it back and cradled it to his chest like he was scalded by the unearthly cold. "There's no healers... you can't do this." He had stopped struggling altogether now to merely look up at Loki as if that could somehow appeal to the vampire to stop what he was doing.


"Oh, but I can." Loki said softly. He wasn't much one for deny ing himself the things he wanted and he wanted Lindsey, the surge of pleasure he got from pushing the boundary rules of some very powerful demons only made him smile as he leaned over the mortal. He reached down to trail his fingers down the side of Lindsey's face, the poor lamb having already started to trembled like a leaf int he wind. "You will not require healers if you allow me to prepare you. If you close your thighs to me, I will simply wrench them open and press inside you with nothing to slick the way. Your blood will become sufficient lubricant later, which you're already aware of." he assured, as if reminding a small, stupid child of what had happened when he had put his hand on the stove the first time.

"If you part your legs for me, I will prepare you properly and the only pain you'll have from me shall be a dull ache at most. Do not worry, I'm sure the Ram will be all too happy to reimburse you for your uncontracted service." He knew Lindsey would never ask for it. He was well versed in the art of torture and he knew taking someone in their home, against their will, in such a violent and personal way was not only a way to break them, but a way to invade them. To take up residence in their skull and secure your position there.

And he wanted himself in Lindsey's mind. He wanted the lawyer to tremble at every shadow, to know Loki was there. He wanted the mortal scared and remembering the pain that runs so smoothly along side the pleasure that Loki's hands can bring. Until the mortal was in Loki's collar and kneeling at his feet, Loki wanted him to know the power that the vampire held over him. He smoothed his hands up Lindsey's thighs. "Your choice, pet, as I've said."


Lindsey was nearly hyperventilating with the amount of fear he felt. His chest physically ached from how hard his heart was pounding against his ribs, and he quivered under Loki's touch. But what choice did he have? The vampire managed to get in without an invitation, there was nothing Lindsey could do to get him out. Having worked with several in his career, he knew that these demons did what they wanted and there was nothing, no law or fear that could stop them. There was the Slayer... but Loki had taken care of that too.

With his vision blurring with unshed tears, Lindsey gave the initial resistance of trying to close his legs, but slowly, forcefully, he made his tension leave his muscles and opened his thighs for the vampire. He turned his head away at this sign of his surrender, and when he saw the vampire start to divest himself of his own garments, the first of those tears spilled free to roll down the side of his turned face to a track behind his ear.

He couldn't stand it, stand how the vampire cooed and mocked him. This was his home, and although he felt no real warmth in this place, it had always been a haven of sorts from the ugliness of his work. Now he was going to be raped in his very bed, and his cowardice at the vampire's power meant he was going to let it happen. It wasn't his virginity, this wasn't even the first time he took some monster up his body, but there was no Wolfram and Hart holding his leash to force this of him, nothing. He whimpered when he felt the cold touch of Loki's hands touch his limp member. Another tear tracked down his face.


Lindsey crying was a sweet sight and Loki only smirked. He could place the image in another, perhaps with Lindsey in a proper collar, cuffs strong around his wrists as he stiffly accepted Loki's entrance. Perhaps after a punishment after which he felt resentful, maybe because Loki had forgotten something vital. The reason didn't matter, but if Loki cast Lindsey into the role of his pet, it became much easier to relax and do this properly. He extracted a vial from his jacket before shedding his shirt and shoes, and then finally his trousers and pants. His cock stood hard and proud, and it was amusing to see Lindsey visibly flinch at the sight.

"I will take care of you, darling." Loki soothed as he hitched one of Lindsey's legs around his elbow and teased two fingers around the edge of his hole, just taunting at pressing them inside until he felt the clenched muscle relax slightly and he pressed a digit inside. He pressed a long kiss to his inner thighs, fangs grazing the flesh as his finger crooked and pressed up into his prostate, more than satisfied to see Lindsey's cock give a little twitch. Loki grinned widely as it began to fill with blood, Loki taking his time to pry the tense muscle open and get Lindsey ready for his cock. Far more time than he had spent before, each finger drawn out purposefully to watch him squirm needily.

"My little whore, beautiful little slut. I won't hurt you, just relax like a good boy." He said, aware he was taunting more than comforting but having fun with toying at the illusion. He could simply take what he wanted, but instead he displayed his power by showing he had the time and leniency to take his time. He bent to take the head of Lindsey's mostly hard cock between his lips, careful not to scrape his fangs against the sensitive flesh.


As things progressed, Lindsey's hyperventilating managed to calm down to a less extreme state. He still cringed at the touches, but soon things were approaching what his body were familiar with that he reacted even when his mind rejected it strongly. He arched into the gentle caresses and touches, the feather light cool trails making him gasp rather than cry out. The oil was nearly a relief since he knew how much worse this could have gone, and instantly he felt shamed by such a cowardice thought.

Still, there was no masking his moan or the sudden lurch of interest his body gave when Loki touched that spot within him. It was impossible to relax, not when even while Loki urged him to, the vampire called him shameful names and taunted at his humiliation. He whimpered, calling out, "Don't... not the fangs...!" But his cock only engorged all the more at seeing their presence. He did cry out though when Loki, against all he believed in, took him into his mouth.

Yet rather than shrivel away within that cool cavern, Lindsey found himself engorging even harder. Though not hot, Loki's mouth was still soft and wet, and there was something to be said as he watched himself disappear between the deadly fangs that protruded slightly past Loki's lips. Lindsey shuddered as an unexpected wave of lust filled him at the sight, and he just watched enraptured as the vampire demonstrated his ancient skills and matched it with the undead way of not requiring breath.

"Oh hell," Lindsey whispered hoarsely in awestruck struck horror as the vampire took him in far deeper than anything he had ever experienced.


Loki sunk down, engulfing Lindsey to the hilt effortlessly. He didn't need to breathe or compensate for a gag reflex, tongue working the base as he swallowed hard around him. He loved how pliant creatures became when they had a talented tongue on their more private areas. Loki smirked around his mouthful and pulled back with a smirk, only when Lindsey was squirming and making soft, needy noises. He finished with a little lick to the head, Lindsey cock slick with Loki's spit and standing proud in front of him.

Loki chuckled and blew icy breath on the shaft to see it twitch and harden just that much more. "You see, obedience earns you rewards, little one." He teased lightly as he corkscrewed his fingers suddenly, Lindsey arching beautifully off of the bed before he extracted them. He took a long moment to observe his panting pet, hooking his legs over his elbows and fucking into him in one smooth thrust. He had considered putting Lindsey on his knees, but he wanted the mortal to see who claimed him, and when Lindsey's shocked gaze snapped to him, Loki knew he'd succeeded.

He flashed a fang filled smile, hitched his hips up and fucked in, hard and fast, shoving Lindsey into the bed and bending as he did so to lap at the tip of his cock, just for the reaction.


Lindsey couldn't reply as the noises he made came out as wordless whimpers instead. He was complete putty in the vampire's hands, held and played like some misused instrument with shameful sounds wrung unwilling out of him. Each twist of Loki's fingers, the petting, the caresses, it all built up to a crescendo when Loki thrust himself hilt deep into Lindsey that had him screaming in shock and pleasure.

There was never a chance that Lindsey would forget who was doing this to him, and even if he didn't watch Loki face to face he wouldn't have been able to imagine it otherwise. No one, not even Angel, put him through this, yet as thrust after thrust bent him in half and had him crying out, he couldn't gather up his hatred for Loki. He was too ashamed for that, and moreover, he feared him too much. So he sobbed as his tears fell, giving in to the rape as something else was taken from him.

His back arched when Loki lapped at his neglected cock and pleasure exploded down from his manhood. He clamped down on the vampire, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the one fucking him as his tight hole clenched tight around the cool shaft spearing into him. His fingers twisted into the bedsheets by his side, and Lindsey was begging before he realized he had opened his mouth. "Please... Loki... finish this. Please..."


Loki ignored the pathetic plea, only nibbling at his hip bone and pulling back up. "I shall, little one, though it would only be polite to allow you to come first." He teased, fucking into him and letting go of one thigh to curl his hand around Lindsey's cock, using the precum and spit to jerk him off smoothly. It took a hilariously mall amount of time for Lindsey to lock up and scream out his orgasm by Loki's hand with the vampire's cock deep inside him and it was delicious.

He clenched and writhed so perfectly for Loki an the immortal was merciless, fucking him through it until he went limp, having made a mess of his own stomach, sobs being punched out of him with every savage thrust. Loki pulled out just enough to put him on his knees and yank him backwards, so they were plastered back to chest and Loki was bodily lifting him up to fuck him back down on to his shaft, gravity doing most of the work. One hand was lightly around his throat, the other with a firm on his hip as Loki used him like a living sex toy.

When Loki's own orgasm finally rushed upon him, Lindsey seemed to be limp, head lolling back, chest hitching with his tears, making a delicious sight. Loki caught his lips in a kiss before spilling himself into the hot channel, tasting every inch of his mouth as he filled him with his seed. Perfect. Loki pulled out slowly as he settled the human back down on the bed, laying next to him and lazily petting through his hair.


It was hard to breathe for a while, when Loki fucked him so completely yet had his mouth sealed shut, it was all Lindsey could do to not suffocate. He was hitching for breath, his crying having turned to low sobs that echoed with each pounding thrust, and somehow the lack of air focused the sensations to make it all the more intense. Even after his orgasm, he still nearly screamed when Loki flooded him with his blissfully cool seed.

Lindsey was a mess by the time Loki laid him back onto the soft sheets of the bed. He wasn't hurt, not physically in the way that Loki usually left him, but he felt more shattered by this than anything Loki had done to him in the impersonal space of a rented hotel room. This was his bedroom, his bed, and he sobbed softly as he felt Loki's mess overflow out of his hole to dribble to the sheets below. He couldn't even process all of that, how completely Loki had violated him this time, as he curled onto his side.

He leaned into the soft pets, mind neutrally blank as he just turned towards the most comforting thing at the moment, even though that meant the vampire who just raped him, even though it was the same person who enjoyed tormenting him. Lindsey didn't want to think right now, he didn't want to fear or jump at shadows or be afraid that the vampire will rip him apart and leave only pieces for Wolfram and Hart to find later. He didn't want to think how insignificant he really was either, how no one would care that he was raped in his own bed, or blink an eye if he was snuffed out here. He just wanted to cry and be comforted for once.


"Shhh, pet, its all right." Loki soothed as he opened himself up so Lindsey could curl into him and cling, tears tracking slowly down his cheeks and trembling like he was but a delicate piece of porcelain, ready to crack open and spill its contents. It was endearing, how his eyelids fluttered open, only for a moment, before slamming back shut like he didn't dare see what was going on. Mortals were so fragile, but Loki loved it about them. Loved how they shivered and clung to those who hurt them in an attempt to find some small piece of mercy they so desperately need.

They were, quite frankly, adorable, and Loki happily pet down Lindsey unmarked back, pressing gentle kisses into his hair, hands on his hips. "You've done well, pet. You may relax now." He didn't promise anymore harm and he didn't make any move to leave. This was his territory and Loki wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He did, however, resist the impulse to press two fingers into Lindsey's slick hole. He could smell himself inside of him and he was tempted just to take him again or at the very least clean him out with his tongue and fingers.

But with Lindsey whimpering so sweetly and butting into his touches like a wounded kitten, he couldn't torment him more. He had done well, made a mess of himself and taken Loki's cock so well, and his pretty begging had been, involuntary but that was besides the point. The point was that he deserved a reward. He tilted his head up to kiss him softly, a brush of lips. "Sleep now, I will take care of everything."


No, it wasn't alright. There was so little that was alright in his life right now that it was a joke to even say it was, even if it didn't come from the vampire who turned it upside down. Yet Lindsey only curled tighter around the cool presence, feeling the strength and comforting hand over the unnatural temperature or unyielding body. Held long enough Loki warmed against him and he could pretend that he wasn't holding to a long dead but talking, murdering, raping corpse.

The pets eventually calmed his tears and Lindsey stopped crying them, and with his eyes closed he could pretend that Loki wasn't who he held at all. His eyes were puffy from the tears he shed, they felt swollen and tired, making him not want to open them anyway.

"Tear the Slayer to pieces," he said when he found his voice. Without opening his eyes, he curled tighter into Loki's embrace. "Make it a thousand times worse for her.... and make sure Angel gets to see it all." It was what kept Lindsey going now, what he had whored himself out for, over and over it seemed. Make a deal with the devil and he'll come and collect more than what was bargained for, he should have known that. There was no one to blame but himself, and unable to take it back now, he could only try to get the most out of it. "Make her suffer."


Loki chuckled, deep in his chest, "I will darling, It will be edited beautifully. He will see every slice. And I know Angelus, he spent decades eating rats due to his own guilt about innocents he didn't even know. He will watch the tape I send him, over and over until the disk burns in the drive. He will watch every slice, every time I pull another piece of her away. Everytime she begs for mercy and instead only gets pain. And when the disk can no longer play, or he snaps it into bits, I will send him another. And another. And he will never be rid of it." He promised gently.

He allowed Lindsey to stop shaking in his hold, to keep his eyes shut and eventually go limp, allowing his exhaustion to catch up to him. Loki kept his word, cleaning up the mess they'd left, leaving the contract on the kitchen table, but leaving his own seed inside of Lindsey to dry. It was good to leave his pet a reminder of who he belonged to. The date they had agreed on was tacked on to the corkboard above Lindsey's desk in large, black shapie letters. Reminding,

Loki hummed to himself as he left, Lindsey tucked in properly to bed. Five days and he would collect his prize. And Six days, he would have his new pet. The thought made him smile as he vanished into the shadows.


Blue eyes first cracked open at dawn, gritty and gummy with the tears that he cried. Wake up was a torture, but once he was sitting in bed, Lindsey couldn't clean himself fast enough. This wasn't the same as before, there was no healers, no aftercare provided by the company to clean up a mess that that was made on their behalf. This was Lindsey, in full morning light of his folly, and he felt nauseated by it. It was a small blessing that Loki had the care to clean up even the thought of the vampire having been through his things, while he was asleep in bed no less, made Lindsey's skin crawl.

He took the longest shower he had since the first time he spent with Loki, and his skin was rubbed raw to a painful red by the time he was done. By then his bathroom was fogged up with enough steam to hide the city, and he considered it another blessing that he couldn't see himself in the mirror. He wouldn't be able to face it.

Lindsey had considered calling in sick for work... but no, he couldn't afford to. Life mistakes aside, he still had hours to clock and a career of helping dirty businessmen and getting off murderers. Still feeling thoroughly disgusted with himself, he skipped breakfast to instead erase all traces of what happened last night. It all went into a large garbage bag that he dumped down the disposal chute, all except the contract. That he filed away in the hidden second compartment of his desk, and even accomplishing all that, he was out the door and at the office by 7:30 sharp. He may be fraying at the edges, but Lindsey McDonald still had an image to uphold.

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Slayer blood was delicious, and she writhed so beautifully. It was sensational, peeling back the layers of her ego, her power, to blood and bones until she writhed like an expose nerve and bled all over the floor. Nothing but an open wound as Loki sliced out her tongue and removed her fingers one by one. Kept her conscious until the very last moment that he sunk his fangs into the flesh of her throat and drank the remaining blood inside of her. But he wasn't yet done. He skinned her clean and removed the pretty blond hair, which he had tied back to keep clean. He would send the golden locks to Angelus, and perhaps a chunk to William as well.

She was perfect when she was done, and decided to send a quick picture to Lindsey. He had sewed up her cunt like he had promised, sealed it tightly, though the picture he sent was when she was still alive, just when Loki had pried open his ribcage to break them, one by one to get to her internal organs. That was the picture he sent, those intense, painfilled eyes open, soaked in her own blood and staring into the camera. She had three staples in her lips, from when Loki had tired of the screaming. The tongue would be removed later.

Loki sent the picture when he was done playing, two days after his little visit to Lindsey's apartment. He had the full tape, two dozen cameras had been recording the session, off to be edited before being sent to Angelus personally. Perfect. At noon of the day of the agreement, Loki entered Lindsey apartment, humming to himself and wondering if the mortal was ever going to ask about his immunity to most vampire weaknesses. He took a seat where he had before, no drink this time, just a black box with a small clasp set in front of him, waiting for Lindsey to arrive home. It should be any second now.


For two days life continued, not normally, but it carried on. Then one afternoon Lindsey received a message on his phone and upon opening it, he nearly dropped the phone. He did quickly close it down and rushed to the nearest washroom though, heaving dryly as his stomach rebelled at the bloody picture. He deleted it later that day, but first having canceled the rest of his appointments that day and barring himself in his office. He honestly thought he was going to be sick.

On the day of their agreed meeting, Lindsey found he couldn't do anything to the point that Lilah had pointedly ask him what was wrong with him. Nervous energy wrecked havoc on him, and when several attempts to write up a contract resulted in the most basics of grammatical errors, he shut down his computer altogether. He wasn't going to get anything done, the fear and dread of what awaited him had taken all his attention. Yet he didn't dare delay his going home, so at six o'clock sharp, he stepped into his apartment, knowing even before seeing the vampire that Loki would be waiting for him there.

Sometimes, he hated being right.

He wasn't even surprised when he found Loki sitting exactly where he had been. Startled and flinched slightly, but honestly wasn't surprised. "That is it?" he asked when he came within sight of the vampire and the box he held. He tried to act normal, placing his briefcase on his work desk and moving to get himself a glass of water. His mouth had gone dry and he badly needed something to wet his parched throat. Holding the glass with a hand that trembled just very slightly, Lindsey walked back over to where the vampire awaited.


Loki grinned, "Its done. You received your evidence. Your secondary payment of Angelus' reaction will be given after I am done with you." He purred out, standing and gliding over to him. He took the glass from Lindsey's hand. "That what was promised, hm? That I will receive my dues after the slayer is dead?" He said with a grin. "Think of it as something to look forward to. But don't fear, we won't be spending the night here. Just a little while." He murmured against his lips, putting the glass down and walking into the kitchen.

A meal had been prepared, a cushion set by the foot of one of Lindsey's chair, which Loki took up residence in. Two plates had been set up, one on the other end of the table. Lindsey hadn't dawdled, good, they still have half an hour. "Do not join me until you have the box." He murmured, watching Lindsey nervously open it up to reveal the shining black collar inside, fit perfectly for him. Loki beckoned him forward until he was right beside him, to take the collar from his trembling hands and fit it smoothly around his neck. "Gorgeous." He approved with a smile. "Now, kneel. Our guest will be here soon." He sat back and snapped his fingers at the floor.

His eyes were intent and daring Lindsey to protest this so early on. Loki making him kneel by his own table, bringing a demon into his house. But Loki had already raped him in his own bed and comforted him afterward, obviously some lines were crossed and so Loki didn't concern himself with them. "Behave yourself." He warned pleasantly.


Lindsey did want to protest. The fear and outrage were plain in his eyes, but for once the lawyer had the sense to hold his tongue. Nowhere in their contract had Lindsey agreed to do this in his own home, but nowhere did he state that they could not either. And what he hadn't put down in plain words, he realized meant he was forfeit and well within the boundaries of what Loki could do to him.

There was a world of things Loki could do to him.

As if suddenly realized how vast that never ending list was, Lindsey swayed slightly and had to grasp onto the edge of the nearest solid thing to steady himself. He will have to move after this, maybe have a shaman come to set up vampire and demon warding in his new home... Damn, such a thing shouldn't even be necessary! Vampires weren't supposed to be able to enter without an invitation, and god knew Lindsey never invited this.

Drawn out of his panicking thoughts with a cold touch from Loki, Lindsey snapped back to himself and staggered to the table where he wordlessly knelt on his own kitchen floor. It only then occurred to him that Loki had set the table there for two, which meant he was expected to feed this guest as well. No doubt Loki brought the own meal things, Lindsey's fridge was empty. "I haven't eaten yet," he said numbly after Loki came to join him.


Loki slid a hand into his hair, the action casual. The food on his own plate was not for him, but for Lindsey. But his guest was more god than demon and enjoyed the taste of fine food. Hence why Loki had made this. The vampire had always enjoyed cooking, he found it therapeutic, and it burnt time when one was bored. He knew that Infercio appreciated a good meal, he did so rarely come out of his cave. But he wanted a direct conversation for this, not some mortal translator that wouldn't be able to work it properly. Loki had demanded a face to face meeting, and having Lindsey as he was for the moment was perfect.

Infercio didn't bother to knock, stepping right in and smirking. With soft black hair smoothed into a professional style, eyes a bright, burning red, his skin perhaps a little too... tough to be passed off as normal. But his mortal form had to be able to contain him, so he had one designed as closely as he could to the real thing. He sat across from Loki, both without a word, hands smoothing along the wood, feeling it. Loki only grinned and the gestured was returned, revealing a set of perfect white teeth.

"Laufeyson, I must admit I was surprised when you requested this meeting. And what... interesting circumstances. I did not know our little rising star was freelancing." He said, smile barely twitching as he spoke, picking up his fork to cut into the filet mignon, rare. Loki only chuckled.

"Oh, you of all things know that everyone has their price." Loki cut into a piece of his asparagus and handed half a stem to Lindsey to take.


A bit dazedly, Lindsey realized belatedly that the food was for him. He should have from the start, Loki, despite how he didn't seem to follow most of the rules regarding vampires, was still a vampire and fed on blood. Food probably had no use for him, and Lindsey didn't know how he could have thought otherwise.

Still, something about the demon who entered his home made every hair on his body stand on end. It was like he was hit with goosebumps throughout his body, and a chill ran down his spine in a way he could only imagine as someone walking over his grave would be like. This demon was ancient, far older than anything he had personally dealt with or even met face to face. He shivered and inadvertently leaned closer to Loki's leg.

He hadn't even realized that Loki was feeding him until he saw the piece of asparagus wave before his eyes. Hesitantly he took the piece, chewed, and swallowed without tasting any of it, Loki could have been feeding him arsenic for all he tasted of the food. It hit his stomach solidly, but couldn't make him feel worse than it already did. His stomach already felt like it was filled with lead. What had he gotten himself into?


Loki laughed softly and tilted his head to the side, "But this is for pleasure and business, yes? Enjoy your meal, we can talk numbers after dessert." Infercio nodded and dug in, easily continuing the conversation. They spoke of minor, pointless things. The dealings in south africa, the welfare of his new deal with the Beings from the Void.

"And how are things in the law business?" Loki said, knowing that his pet hadn't caught on to who his guest was and was looking forward to the reaction. He had kept feeding him piece by piece, the little one nervous and almost clinging to him and Loki soothed him gently. Oh, he would be getting used by his Boss, the Ram did so enjoy a little playtime, but this was about numbers. And depending on whether or not Loki got what he wanted, would determine just how this evening began.

"Prosperous. I lover this new law system, its so easy to pry open loopholes and make your own way. Its wonderful. So many rules to twist." Infercio replied with a grin and Loki laughed at that, petting through Lindsey's hair, the large part of the meal done. Loki stood to collect the dessert, scooping the candied fruits on to a plate artuflly arranged. He set them down and smiled at the sound of pleasure that came from the spirit, a deep rumbling noise that might make small children piss themselves. Loki sat and took a bite of one of his own apples, before offering the second half to Lindsey, who seemed to have turned himself to stone.


Lindsey ate what Loki fed him, tasting few of it although after settling down, he realized that the food was quite good. Whether Loki catered it, which was more than likely considering the man was a vampire, or cooked it, it was among some of the best culinary he had the chance to experience. Too bad it had to be under these circumstances, although it did makehim uneasy to think what tortures laid ahead that Loki was pampering him up for. He swallowed and ate a bite of fluffy fish, cooked for his portion, and tried to savor some of it. It still tasted like ash in his mouth, but at least it was seasoned ash.

He sensed something of the guest's power, but up until Loki mentioned the law aspect he was completely clueless to the other's identity. Something of awareness flickered into Lindsey's eyes when they started to talk of laws and humanity's follies. He couldn't say when was the exact moment he found out, but one moment he was eating a bite of fish, but the next he sat frozen and locked up against Loki's leg. His heart pounded when he realized that this wasn't just some demon but one of the Senior Partners. He didn't know which one yet but he was sure of it now.

How had Loki managed to invite him to this dimension? Once every few years they used vessels to visit the firm for the great review, but here he was in Lindsey's apartment, eating food and conversing with Loki. Lindsey may not have fully gasped how influential Loki was, or how screwed he was, but this confirmed it completely. Loki could do whatever he wanted with him and Wolfram and Hart would never come to his defense. A shudder ran through his body when he thought that one if the Senior Partners might be using him. He couldn't scream at that even if he wanted to. Realizing how completely caught he was, Lindsey bowed his head in defeat.


Loki smirked as Lindsey seemed to crumple in on himself, "Now, to business." Loki murmured and Infercio perked up, eyes intent now. Loki easily explained his desire. He wanted a piece of the company, just a bit. And he wanted to open his own sector up. They would have a hard time expanding, their territory in this dimension was relatively small and nowhere near big enough to open another firm such as this one overseas. But Loki enjoyed Europe, he had always had a weakness for it. And for a demonic lawfirm to open up in Britain? It would easily double in business. Loki had the influence to pull it off and the respect, not to mention the following. But if he was going to do such a favor, he wanted a larger piece of the puzzle.

They spoke for nearly an hour, Loki knew he had plenty of time with his little pet, he saw no need to rush these things. He'd have his fun now, and then get to the bloody bits later. Which, admittedly, were just as fun. He wondered if Lindsey had figured he'd also just met his healer. Infercio would never have such a valuable asset damaged as Loki was going to damage him. He would heal him right up, after he was done watching.

The dessert was finished and Loki stood, clipping a leash to Lindsey's collar and humming to himself, "I don't think we're quite ready to leave yet." He murmured, acknowledging Lindsey by looking at him for the first time. He tugged him to his feet and took off his jacket, and then his shirt, leaving Lindsey in his black trousers. He took the belt next, tossing it aside and then snapped at the couch. "Lower your pants and show off that pretty hole for us." He said, almost a suggestion if it weren't for how Loki was looking at him.


For an hour, Lindsey heard the exchange but registered very little of it. Something about opening a Wolfram and Hart in Europe, or at least relinquishing control of the Europe offices over to Loki. Loki wanted to make be one of the Senior Partners, or at least a shadow one because it was ridiculous for Wolfram and Hart suddenly be Wolfram and Hartsnake, or whatever Loki wanted to tack on. Lindsey always thought for some reason that the vampire's smooth ways reminded him of a snake.

The idea that he was before one of the Senior Partners still baffled his mind, as well as scare him completely witless. The last employee who met them had his liver eaten, by himself, for displeasing them in something. He wasn't even completely sure that it was the Senior Partners who did it, could just be one of the higher associates, but that was the way the top echelons of this company worked. The Senior Partners were no joke, and Loki was going to let one use him.

The panic and fear that constricted his chest nearly sent him hyperventilating, and strangely, it was Loki removing his clothes with his firm touch that got him back to himself. With a furtive glance towards the huge presence of the other dimensional 'guest', Lindsey murmured a "Yes, sir" and moved over the couch. There, with shaking hands, he removed the last remnants of his clothing then settled back into the seat and opened his legs. He drew his feet up and sank into the couch so his ass nearly hung off the edge of it. Then putting his hands down, he spread himself open until he shivered from the room air blowing across his revealed hole. Exposed and vulnerable, he made himself not turn away but looked up with shamed and fearful eyes at two of the powerful beings in this world.


Loki eyed him appreciatively and removed a small, purple toy from his pocket. A simply mortal thing but he thought it would do good for his plans for the first portion of the night. He reached into his pocket to draw out the lube and quickly coated his fingers. He wanted to open Lindsey up himself. He held the mortal's eyes as he approached, hitching one leg higher around the curve of his elbow as he pressed two fingers inside. Just enough to open him up and slick his inner walls. The toy wasn't lubed, just pressed inside and curved up to press against his sweet spot. He wanted his pet nice and frustrated by the time they reached their destination. He pat Lindsey on the cheek, twice, and snapped his fingers at him to pull his pants back up.

He waited for the obedience before he wrapped his hand around his leash and pulled Lindsey to a sitting position. He tugged lightly again to get him to stand while turning to Infercio, who was watching his employee hungrily. "The contract will be drawn up tomorrow." The Ram said softly and Loki stepped towards him, his hand curling around the back of his neck to draw him into a deep kiss, a handshake among long lost friends. They were plastered together in seconds, Lindsey's leash held tight in one hand while the other explored the long lines of infercio's side, and both of the demonic hands were tracing the strong planes of Loki's back. They pulled apart grinning.

Both pairs of eyes turned to Lindsey, focusing in on him before they separated. Together they made quite the picture and for a couple centuries a long, long time ago, they had had fun running around. Infercio had always been Loki's favorite of the three, though Hart came quickly after, the wolf being more on par with D'Hoffryn in terms of friendship. They turned in silence to walk out, pulling Lindsey behind them into the large black limo.


Lindsey didn't know how screwed he really was until he saw the vampire and the ancient demon kiss, passionately and without breath like they were ancient lovers. That went beyond mere ancient acquaintances, and he tried not to imagine the implications of it. When they looked at him, he dipped his head, shyly, turning away from their scrutiny.

Then there was the other matter. The toy pressed against him had Lindsey gasping. The shiver of pleasures running up him caused his cock to twitch while the item pushed uncomfortably inside. With each movement he could feel how the toy pressed into him, triggering wave after wave of sensual pleasure from just the simple act of standing and walking. For a few steps his legs buckled unsteadily on his leash before a tug by Loki's had him grit his teeth and bear it silently.

At least he didn't have to sit between them in the limo. Loki gestured the Senior Partner in first, then followed, lastly dragging Lindsey in. His relief was short lived when a light tug on the leash had him sprawling face first into Loki's lap, and he froze there, unsure what was expected of him. Did he want him to suck his cock? Suck the Senior Partner's? Lindsey tried not to cringe too obviously from that thought and willed himself to be boneless where he laid across Loki.


Loki watched with amusement as Lindsey was lay out over both their laps, hips twitching from the stimulation. Infercio almost immediately placed his hand on Lindsey's back, holding him in place while Loki slowly pet through his hair. Gentle and praising like you would a pampered dog. Loki shushed him kindly before pressing a kiss to his temple, loving how it made him shiver in a mixture of arousal and fear. The two immortals worked in sync, fingers working softly over Lindsey's skin and making him tremble. "Why don't you get on your knees, good boy, and show how multitalented your tongue is." Loki said softly, like it was no more than a gentle suggestion.

He could smell Lindsey's fear, his submission and his excitement. He let him shuffle to his knees, looking scared to meet either of their intent gazes as he settled between Infercio's spread legs. The demon's hands didn't slide into Lindsey's hair, just rested casually on his own thighs as Lindsey's own shaking fingers moved up to extract his hard cock. Long, slim, and flushed too dark to be exactly human.

Surely the lawyer had figured out the game by now, and so before Lindsey moved in to obediently lick at the Ram's shaft, he flicked on the little vibrator just to amuse both him and his guest with the reaction of his pet who was already on edge.


Lindsey knew it was coming, but nothing prepared him for how it felt to be knelt between the Senior Partner's legs and ready to take the powerful demon's cock into his mouth. Once there, Lindsey could almost forget who this was, forget what laid on the line if he messed even a tiny bit of this up. It was just another demon cock, and while he wasn't exactly fond of his position or used to it, it was at least something he experienced before several times.

Gingerly he cupped the demon's shaft, an ugly carmine that was deep like old blood. It's size was smaller than Lindsey anticipated for a leading demon from the inferno, but it wasn't something he was going to complain about. Just as he bent his head forward, thinking to begin by taking in the whole head at once, a sudden explosion of pleasure in his sweet spot had him gasping and shaking between the demon's legs.

His eyes rolled briefly as the vibrator, not large but pressed snugly against his prostate, started to buzz its pleasure through him in large waves to counter his concentration. He moaned, his hands holding the demonic cock trembling as he struggled to focus. Apparently his gasping over the cock head made his patron even more excited, for the cock in his hands began to leak and he had no choice but to obediently lick up the forming drops of precum.

Lindsey didn't know what he was expecting, hot acid, bitter poison, but the taste of it wasn't... deadly. It wasn't pleasant or human, but it didn't burn a hole through his tongue either. Almost sighing with relief, Lindsey took the whole head into his mouth at once and used his tongue to swirl around its shaft.


Lindsey's reaction was delicious, the way he nearly writhed on the bit of plastic tucked up neatly inside of him, how Loki could see his cock twitch in his trousers. Oh yes, this was going to be a fun night. Infercio had been amused when Loki told him of his proposal to earn part of the company, but out of respect for their previous associations, he agreed to meet. He knew the Ram recognized Lindsey the moment he walked in and was just as amused as Loki was when Lindsey seemed to understand just who exactly he would be servicing. The elder demon didn't quite know the details of why one of his top lawyers and whores were servicing one of his oldest friends and lovers, but he seemed to have no complaints so far.

Lindsey seemed to understand the severity of punishment if he failed, not even putting Loki into the equation at this point. So he was working the demon over with skill and eager effort. He seemed to have gotten the hint that he wasn't allowed to touch outside of his cock and more sensitive bits. The Ram didn't much enjoy being sullied by lesser creatures. Which he had regarded Loki as until the vampire had pinned him to a cliff face and fucked him to an inch of his life. And left him there. Loki's status in his eyes had been upgraded after that, and that had been a long, long time ago.

Infercio didn't make a move to show his pleasure or make a sound, but Loki leaned over to capture his lips in a kiss and could tell by the passion with it was returned with, that his old friend wasn't unaffected by the pet's efforts. Infercio didn't finish before they arrived at their destination, however, and Loki pulled Lindsey off of him. A simple house lay before them, one of the many properties of W&H, designed for occasions such as this one. Loki gestured for Lindsey to lead himself inside as the two demons slipped from the car.


Lindsey didn't recognize the place and on the outside it appeared to be no more than a large mansion. Nothing marked it for what it was, and that worried Lindsey more. The more one had to hide, the more normal it appeared. It was a large mansion though, clearly well taken care of and with enough rooms to consider it a small hotel. Blinds covered most of the windows, and what Lindsey could see was elegant with tasteful and expensive decor. Strangely empty though.

He walked on hesitantly ahead, unsure what to expect without the two demons ro lead the way. Thankfully Loki took up the lead again before long, hand casually picking up his leash to tug him along. The vibrator buzzing away inside him slowed his steps to a nearly bow-legged walk anyway, and he stifled a groan when Loki's hand brushed against his engorged cock when he picked up his leash.

Things were different once they were inside, and all the elegance.was transformed into decadence but with an obscene twist. All the empty windows were no longer empty when seen from the inside, but instead demons and slaves walked freely. An enchantment must have been placed over the glass to hide its interior. It was no worse than the clubs Loki brought him to last time, but Lindsey's knees buckled at the sight anyway.


Loki slipped up behind his pet, who was nearly shaking now, and slid his hand down the front of his pants. But instead of the crud grope that would have been expected, he simply undid the slacks completely and let them pool at his feet along with his boxers. His pet stood there, utterly naked and hard as rock, trying hard not to writhe against the pleasure being forced upon him. Infercio stood on Lindsey's right, scanning the area.

The trio's entrance had garnered some attention, one or two almost immediately sending their slaves to their knees before giving a bow of respect. The pair grinned, both hands falling to each of Lindsey's shoulders as they lead him along to the large winding staircase right in the middle. By the time they got to the top, Lindsey was shaking, and Loki urged him into one room. About the side of an average new york apartment with a bed the size of Lindsey's bedroom. The sheets, Loki noted with a smirk, were black. "On your knees, darling, hands and knees." He nudged him forward.

They shared a look of mutual understanding before walking around each side of the bed, Loki slowly stripping off his shirt while Infercio did the same, leaving them both bare chested and watching Lindsey hungrily. Infercio's chest was lined with thick black veins, and if you looked close enough you could see them move under the skin. Loki's fangs down, eyes flaring yellow at the presence of another power worth acknowledging.


Lindsey kept his eyes downcast most if the time as he was guided forward between the two, afraid to make eye contract with anyone and even more afraid of the implications of the place. They did things here that he wanted no part of, and he didn't want to think of even inviting any of it onto himself. Yet, like at the scene of a horrible train wreck, he couldn't help but steal glances at those they passed. On some incredulous level it amused him to see that others feared looking up at then the same way he didn't look at others. What did that say about his position?

It was an intense relief to move into a secluded room seri from those preying eyes even if it did mean his own ordeal was about to begin. He crawled onto the bed, positioning himself into the center of the large, lush mattress. He kept his legs wide open where he was knelt, bracing himself on the bed and hands pressed evenly shoulder length. He was naked, on the bed braced between two people, it didn't take much to imagine what was to happen next.

Glancing up briefly, he saw the two of them disrobing and swallowed hard. He didn't dare to say anything, either to beg or complain, but just waited for them to do to him as they will. He was so fearful, yet so hard, that he could cry. He just didn't dare to do even that.


Loki and Infercio shared an utterly evil look at their shaking pet, all ready and lay out for them. Loki chuckled as Lindsey flinched at the first hand to his shoulder. "He's usually so mouthy. Likes to snap back." Loki murmured, easily loud enough for both parties to hear, "I suppose he's seen the danger of that for the moment, haven't you, darling? You're been so very quiet." Loki teased lightly and Infercio chuckled, a deep sound that Loki could feel made the hairs on Lindsey stand up.

"I did assume, no lawyer is ever this obedient. I am curious, what did you have to do to get one so... expensive and stubborn," He didn't elaborate but Loki understood. The only question was if that Lindsey had caught on to the subtle praise and simultaneous warning to not break their toy. Loki just smirked in return to the pseudo question.

"I have my ways, brother," A term he hadn't used in decades and it got the Ram to smile. "But now is to focus on other things, no?" He said teasingly. They had both stripped down to their skins, putting them all, presumably, on even ground. If Lindsey hadn't had the collar tight around his throat, it might have been simply a regular threeway. Loki snorted in amusement at that thought. They both slid to the bed, Infercio slipping up behind Lindsey and twisting the vibrator, just to get Lindsey to react.

Loki cupped the mortal's head in his hands, petting through his hair, soothing. "We're going to put you to use." Loki said with a grin, "If you come without permission, you will regret it. So, pet, do you want the cockring?" He asked softly as the other demon reached around to wrap warm fingers around Lindsey's hard shaft.


Lindsey didn't catch the subtle interactions between the two demons, but he did get the question addressed to him. If given the choice of begging for a cockring and getting his dick chopped off or worse, he would rather beg prettily. "I've seen the merit of obeying, sir." He addressed the vampire first although he did glance back his head to include a look for the Senior Partner.

"Yes," he added, groaning into the vampire's grasp when his demonic boss took his hard shaft in hand and the touch alone was nearly enough to send him leaking for more. Unlike Loki, the demon's hand was heated, burning almost as hot as Loki's touch was cold. Lindsey was caught and held between two extremes and cursed to suffer both as he whimpered helplessly for more. "Please, give me the ring." Despite his resolution to survive, he still flushed a faint scarlet at the words.

He knew he was required to do more, but got now he let the two demons lead him in how to best survive this. If it got him on the good graces of one of the Senior Partners, that was great, but he didn't want to upset one either. Thrice damn the vampire for putting him on this position. "I don't want to displease..."


Infercio chuckled as he snapped his fingers, hand hovering just under Lindsey's stomach, and conjured the shining gold ring. He snapped it firmly on to the base, snug beneath his balls and it was locked on tightly. Lindsey jerked as Infercio twisted the toy again before slowly withdrawing it. The purple thing was small, and so Infercio pressed three long fingers inside, retracting the claws for a moment to not tear Lindsey apart. He knew the game, too much damage would not do so quickly.

So he opened him up, carefully avoiding the spot of pleasure inside of him for the moment. He shifted his hips to angle himself and slide inside smoothly, filling him to the brim. At the same time, Loki slid his thumb over Lindsey's bottom lip to get them to open up for him, before guiding his erect shaft forward to press between Lindsey's lips. He fisted hands in his hair roughly before relaxing and petting. An assurance and a warning.

The Ram seemed to enjoy their activities, hips twitching forward and rocking subtly and Loki groaned at how it forced his cock further down Lindsey's throat. "You can relax now, let us take care of this." He murmured as Infercio fucked into him hard, jolting Lindsey forward again and Loki shoved back.


Lindsey didn't bother hiding his moans as he was breeched, knowing that the two who held him would only enjoy hearing those noises anyway. He couldn't help fearing either, this was his first time being taken by two people this way since all the other times he had only one client.

But true to Loki's words the two immortals took care of him, and even though he never felt this full or helpless before, Loki's soft petting did help him calm down. He tried to relax, knowing that nothing was expected of him except the use of his holes as the entrances to warm places for the two to fuck and tried to take comfort in that the demon took care to not harm him when Lindsey was prepared.

Before long Lindsey was being alternately speared in both ends, then they seemed to establish a pattern that had both cocks stabbing into him at the same time or withdrawing together

Each time left him feeling empty and bereft for the few seconds before he was filled further and pushed harder than he every was before. He managed to relax his throat and moaned several times to vibrate up Loki when the cock stretching him from behind slammed into his sweet spot. Each time that happened he was forced to take the vampire dick deeper into his throat, just like how Loki thrusting forwards stretched his ass farther around the hot demon cock in him. He was glad that he had the cockring on. He never thought he would enjoy being used like this but he was dripping from being continuously pounded at and how Loki's demonic musk was affecting him.


Loki chuckled as Lindsey moaned between them, trembling and taking them both so well. He sounded like a desperate whore, the sounds coming out muffled around Loki's cock were delicious and needy and he knew that Lindsey was clenching around Infercio as the demon tilted his head back and groaned, low and deep in his throat. Both of them were absolutely gorgeous and Loki was quite pleased with himself. He fucked in particularly hard, shoving Lindsey back on to the Ram, and causing him to choke around the head of his cock, just to see the tears spring to his eyes as he gasped for air.

Eventually, Loki fisted a hand in Lindsey's hair and pulled him back, held him still when he was impaled fully on both ends. Loki slowly extracted himself from the warm, willing cavern and took a moment to appreciate the sight of Lindsey, lips swollen, flush up his neck, shoulders shaking from the strain of holding himself up. Perfect.

Infercio slowly pulled out as well, leaving Lindsey's greedy hole gaping forlornly and Loki smirked. They left Lindsey as he was and instead embraced each other, their legs intertwining so their erections pressed together, kissing deeply, hands exploring. They allowed Lindsey to appreciate the view before pulling back and snapping his fingers. "Retrieve the lube, slick us up, then come take a seat." He said it with a wicked grin, arching a brow at him to dare him to defy the order.


Lindsey was caught between ecstasy and shame, knowing he shouldn't be enjoying any of this yet the hard way he was pounded left him no choice but to drip wantonly on the sheets between his legs. He could barely breathe and the demon behind him slammed him so hard he ached as much as saw stars, but his cock was achingly hard like a whoring shaft of dripping steel pipe and he could do nothing about it.

He moaned when he felt them leave him and the sudden feeling of freedom left him empty instead. He watched the two kiss with voyeuristic lust and blinked to flush deep crimson when he caught himself at it. Yet when the oil fell to his hands cm Lindsey's reality snapped back with such painful clarity that he nearly dropped the lube. Fear exuded from him in new waves when he realized what they wanted to do to him.

Lindsey wasn't a kinky man and he had never even heard of such a thing being performed before. How could two of them fit into him at once, assuming that was their intention if they wanted to be both slicked. Loki alone was already so big, stretching him to his limit already, he would surely tear if both of them pushed in. He whimpered, and though his heart was ready to rabbit out of his chest, that remained the only form of protest he dared to voice in this situation.

With shaking hands he poured out the oil and taking them one in each hand, he worked to slick both of them up. After that was completed, he took a seat by them and begged softly, "Please, don't hurt me."


Loki's smile was amused, as was Infercio's laugh and Loki let go of his lover to reach out and tug Lindsey into a kiss, slowly invading his mouth and keeping it soothing and soft until Lindsey relaxed under his touch. When he pulled away, his pet was breathless but there was still very much fear in his eyes. "Oh, we're going to hurt you." He murmured softly, skimming his fingers down the side of his face, "There is no doubt of that. But not right now. We know what we're doing." He assured him before guiding him over to straddle them both, but didn't lower him down.

He made sure Lindsey's back was pressed to the Ram's chest, so Loki could face him and gently soothe him. "You can hold on, pet." He gave the permission to touch Loki as he shifted to press Lindsey down onto his cock. And only his cock for now, stretching him wider, filling him up much more than Infercio had. He took a kiss to swallow Lindsey's whimpers of fear and pleasure and slowly lifted him up and the dropping him back down on to his shaft a few times, to get him adjusted.

"Good boy," He murmured when he stilled his hips, rewarding his obedience when he took his throbbing member in his hand, the cool skin giving Lindsey a little relief to the ache. Infercio retracted his claws and slid a finger into Lindsey, who was being held suspended just over Loki's hard cock, before slowly lowering him back down on to it. They stretched him slowly, very carefully, one finger at a time until he was loose and dripping from the amount of lube.


Lindsey trembled as Loki caressed his cheek, quivering as those whispered words promised him a world of pain. He could do nothing to avoid it, that much was clear, but they would not hurt him so early on and he tried to take heart in that. Although Loki had done unspeakable things to him, Lindsey also recognized that the vampire prince never lied to him either.

So when he was positioned between the two, he tried to relax and hold on as instructed. Taking Loki already felt like he was stretched to the brink, and as the vampire slowly impaled him, it took effort to remind himself to start relaxed. Full, he felt so completely full it was impossible to undone how he could take anything more. Yet several rides up and down the vampire's poke later and Lindsey felt the other's fingers start probing around his stretched entrance.

His grip on Loki's shoulders tightened and he whimpered fearfully, suddenly clamping tight around the vampire's shaft as if to close against the intruder. The demon's fingers pushed their way in despite Lindsey's whimpers, and with soft soothing touches he managed to relax again and only moaned as a second finger entered along with Loki's length. By the time the third finger entered, Lindsey was leaning heavily against Loki with his forehead rested on the vampire's shoulder and his hands taken an iron grip to either side. He felt so full that be was sure he will be split apart at any time.


Loki soothed his pet gently as he tightened, coaxing him to relax. But his efforts were proved futile when they lifted him up again and fingers slipped out as well as more of Loki's shaft. The lawyer was so tense he was almost shaking and so Loki gave a mercy and pulled him into a kiss, slow and deep and just calming enough to have Lindsey unclench and lean heavily against him. So Infercio positioned himself beside Loki, took a grip on Lindsey's side, and together they aided him to sink down so he was impaled deeply on both of them.

They didn't move straight away, they let Lindsey gasp out against the vampire's shoulder, catching strained breath. But Loki just cupped his head and pet down his back, murmuring praises of his obedience and hos good he felt around them, tight and slick and perfect. Just relax for them, relax and they'd make him feel so good.

When Lindsey finally did lose some of his tension, they waited another minute before lifting him up and thrusting back in, not allowing him any leverage but carefully regulating the movement to make sure he didn't tear or anything of the sort. They fucked him slowly at first, until he got adjusted and used to every bit of him being pummeled, every thrust pressing and dragging over his prostate just to get those delicious noises out of him. Not that they could avoid it if they wanted to, not with how wide they were stretching him. "Are you all right, pet?" Loki asked softly.


Lindsey gasped wordlessly when they eventually impaled him upon them both. He was so stretched that surely he must by ripping, yet they prepared him well and he wasn't, not yet. He was impossibly full though, and although he wasn't tearing apart, he did feel stretched to the point of hurting. He murmured gibberish to Loki's question, and shook in the vampire's gasp as he just wordlessly shook his head. Yet, he wasn't so far gone that when given the slight break, he couldn't pull himself together again.

"S-so full," he whimpered and leaned his head back against Loki's shoulder while his back felt like it was aflame with the demon pressed to it. As if Loki was just waiting for him to speak to continue, the two started moving again, their speeds so much faster than before. He could feel both of them in him, their entwined cocks spearing and bulging his bowels with each time he was lifted and pushed down. Once when they both slammed into him, there was such a sudden jolt of heart stopping pain that he screamed.

He rode them, unable to do anything else as each duo thrust became painful afterwards, yet drove him blindly forward as it constantly pressed in against his abused prostate. He released one hand of Loki's shoulder to grip his own bound cock, and although he wouldn't be able to come, he dragged his hand painfully over himself anyway to try and match the pleasure-pain that their duo cocks caused. He wasn't even aware of the first desperate drop of tear that rolled down his face until Loki licked it away.


Loki said nothing as Lindsay began stroking himself, his pet had earned himself a little leniency for being such a good boy, even as he was stretched to the point of pain. It wouldn't have been so bad if he was being taken by two normal sized men, but Infercio's cock was large and extraordinarily long, and Loki's own shaft was large by all measures. Loki simply pressed kisses to Lindsey's ear when he was sunk down.

It didn't take long for both demons to reach the peak, their thrusts becoming harsh and erratic and Loki lapped the tears away as they spilled down Lindsey's cheeks. They tasted sweet and Loki relished every reluctant drop. Infercio came first, sinking his teeth into the mortal's neck without breaking the skin. He had no taste for blood. Loki, for his part, dropped his hand down just before he came, as Infercio was filling Lindsey with his seed. He unclipped the cockring before sinking his fangs into the junction between neck and shoulder, taking a few deep sips that triggered his release, snarling out his command, "Come."

Lindsey followed not seconds later, almost sobbing out his release into Loki's neck as Loki extracted his fangs and licked at him slowly, stopping the bleeding. Both creatures withdrew, letting Lindsey fall to the side like a ragdoll. Infercio stood and with a snap of his fingers was dressed again, giving a nod to Loki before vanishing out the door in under a minute. Loki remained where he was and lay down on the pillows, tugging Lindsey tightly to him and petting slowly through his sweaty hair.

"Good boy, you're my good boy." He murmured softly, soothing as he pulled him close, soothing him.


Lindsey didn't need the prompt for him to come, sobbing out loudly in wretched misery as he came nearly immediately after his cock was released. It was a counter point of pleasure to the painful ache they caused, and even confused mixture of hot and cold cum flooding his abused canal did little to relieve the pain that the two cocks caused.

When they withdrew, Lindsey sagged forward into the vampire, sobbing softly and trying his best to imitate a statue's stillness. Cum leaked unchecked from the gaping maw that his hole became, stretched beyond its limits and unable to properly close as the abused ring of muscle refused to clench back properly. The puffy ring quivered with effort and the contorting inner walls only managed to push more of their demonic spend out. Between the three of them, Lindsey's whole pelvis was messy with semen, hot, cold, lukewarm, all mixed together in a sticky, warm mess.

He was only vaguely aware of the Senior Partner leaving, but he did breathe out a sigh of relief when he felt that oppressive presence vanish from the room. He relaxed a little in the vampire's hold and curled tighter against Loki, letting those words help calm him down. "... I can't feel my legs," he murmured weakly with just the edge of shell shocked hysteria in his voice.


Loki smiled at that, petting a hand through his hair and making soft, soothing noises. "It's all right little one, you were so good, such a good boy for us." The idea of owning was consuming Loki, rooting inside his mind and refusing to fade. It was becoming less of an impulse and more of a 'want' and what Loki wanted, he got. And he could have Lindsey, with his new investment he could take Lindsey as his own. He could own his contract, edit it, own Lindsey body and soul.

But then, he wouldn't really own him. Not really. He wouldn't want to be Loki's and that's what matters. The wanting. The willing. The submission and desire to be his pet and devoted slave. His lover, in a twisted sort of way. And Loki wanted that more than anything in a pet.

And Loki...wanted him. He wanted this mortal. It had been a while for Loki to want someone, not just indulge himself in a passing whim. Those usually didn't last, the last one that had turned out well was Pavel, but Lindsey was different. He drew Loki's interest, and he made Loki want more. More than this. So he held him, comforted him until Lindsey stopped shaking. Calmed him with soft touches and brushes of the lips. "You did well, pet." He whispered softly, once he was sure he was a little more grounded. "So well."


After what seemed like a small eternity, Lindsey eventually calmed down enough to think clearly. His ass still hurt, but he thought he could feel his legs again. Attempts to clench his ravished hole still made him cringe though, and he tried not to think of that too much in case he started shaking with fear of what permanent damage had been done to him. Loki promised him a healer after all, he will have to take faith in that.

It felt good though, the way Loki just pet his hair and kissed him and praised him. Lindsey leaned into the touches, seeking more of them without consciously doing so. He gravitated towards the comfort when Loki offered, simply knowing that this was better than what was happening before.

"W-what now?" he asked a little warily when he was calm enough to do so. Not that he didn't wish he would spend the rest of the night laid out in bed like this, just held and nothing else done to him, but he was not that much of a fool to believe Loki would be satisfied with just a little extreme fucking. He didn't want to know, but he would rather know what to expect than be caught completely unaware.


"Now... an offer." Loki said softly, having made up his mind. He slowly adjusted them so Loki was leaning against the headboard and Lindsey was curled in his lap, shivering until Loki pulled the blanket up over them both. He wrapped an arm around Lindsey waist and pressed kisses to his neck until he relaxed into him. "I am becoming a shareholder of Wolfram and Hart, opening a new branch in Europe that will be run exclusively by me as the Three Ancients," An old name for them that Loki was fond of for reasons too long to explain here, "run yours in this city. I can ask for certain assets to aid me on my way or simply as a welcoming gift."

He cupped Lindsey's chin and forced him to meet his eyes, "This is an offer, you have full rights to say no and I want to confirm you are aware of that." He said gently, petting a hand down his back and smiled as he got the confirmation of understanding. "I want you. I would take on your contract, modify it, and you would become mine. Permanently." He said and didn't wait for a reaction, placing a thumb over Lindsey's lips to keep him from speaking before Loki had finished his offer.

"You would be my pet, I would care for you, provide for you. You would live in luxury with only the responsibilities you would deign to take on. For the most part you would be left alone and your services to me would only become needed when I visit you. You could even stay in this country, if you should wish. But you would be mine, utterly. You would wear my collar permanently, be whatever I would wish for you to be. You would be trained and owned." Loki finished, finally removing his finger from his lips, "But you must agree to it without pressure. I am not one to have an unwilling pet, not a real pet. I'm rather picky with those, you see." he commented with a crooked smile, giving a little nod to indicate Lindsey should answer.


Out of that, Lindsey got away with Loki wanting to become on par with the Senior Partners, and that he wanted to keep Lindsey. As Lindsey came back to himself and understood better, he stiffened under the vampire's grasp. Despite how Loki said that he was free to refuse, he wasn't completely sure if that was wise. Refuse one of the senior partners? It was unthinkable, unheard of, and Lindsey was quite convinced that the reason it was unheard of was because no one actually survived to tell about it.

"You want to make me a kept whore," he tried to keep the affront from his voice but it carried over anyway. It gave a rigid edge to his soft tone that matched how he stiffened where he laid. "You want to break me and turn me into your sex slave." He turned, all traces if softness gone from his features as he looked up at the vampire. He had experienced only intense pain and humiliation at the vampire's hands, extremes that brought him hanging on by what seemed to be a sliver of his life. Loki must be insane to think he would want that for a full time job.

"I'm a lawyer, no matter what they make me do, that is my career." He seemed to regain his confidence as he spoke, drawing strength in his own words to turn, grimacing as he did so, to look up squarely at Loki. "You said I may choose, I want to remain here." At least he could still be a lawyer here, take pride in that if little else. He wouldn't have that much if he became a sex slave.


Loki sighed, softly and regretfully, "I don't want a sex slave, that is not what a pet is. A pet is a companion, a lover, one who is mine gets privileges above what you could have even imagined." he said gently, ignoring the obvious hostility in Lindsey's tone and tenseness in his before so pleasantly pliant form. "You take offence, and if you say no, I will give you the night to think on it." He said casually, holding no anger or threat in his tone. "At the end of our night, I will ask again." He confirmed his offer before shifting to settle Lindsey back in.

"Get some rest, Infercio has some business to conduct here and we will not resume until he returns. You may sleep or rest or converse. It is a time of leisure." Loki said with a little smile as he tilts his head back and takes a slow breath. Lindsey's denial meant little, he hadn't been expecting a positive response. He had simply wanted to give him the option, place it in his mind and then let it take root, whether it be as a toxin or as a temptation. He just wanted it in there so Loki could build on it.

Loki had ways of getting what he wanted and he would use whatever he needed to to get exactly what he wanted and when it came down to it, little could stop him. Lindsey seemed to think himself firm in his decision and... well, Loki knew that Lindsey had no idea that his situation was much better than it could have be. Than Loki could make it with a press of a button. But he would wait to see if he had to use his tactics until at least the end of the night.


Lindsey's hackles were still raised and he still looked to Loki warily, but it seemed that the matter was settled for the moment and he was left back to his peace. He tried to take the vampire's advice to rest, deciding best to get the most that he could while he could, but what Loki said kept him from seeking his rest. Every time he tried to drift, his thoughts would turn the words over and he'd still be awake. It was as Loki planned and the idea was planted that he couldn't shake free from.

Not as a temptation though, but possibly a threat. The vampire wanted him, will he take Lindsey against his will despite saying he wouldn't? Lindsey wanted to think not, after all, his current private contract was all based on Loki's word, and if the vampire didn't keep his word, then he was screwed one way or another. Unable to keep his mind off this, he broke the silence and turned to look back up at Loki.

"My refusal will have no effect on our agreement...?" He tried not to think that it would have any effect on the events of tonight either, hoping that he didn't bring himself more pain because of it. Loki didn't sound angry or upset, and he had only that to bank on. He was just starting to get better, the intense pain in his ass dying down to a throbbing ache. If it was anything, it was a good reminder of why he wouldn't want Loki's deal.


Loki chuckled, "No, my sweet, your refusal will not change the terms of tonight. I have a plan and I was not planning on deviating from it no matter your initial response." The vampire assured the mortal, rolling him to his back and catching him in a kiss, kissing him breathless and invading his lips, claiming every bit of him that he could before yanking back with a slightly wild grin. Being around Infercio was like an aphrodisiac. The Ram let off the violent energy creatures of the dark craved like mortals craved air and he smirked down a Lindsey. "Our agreement will not be changed, either." He said with amusement at how concerned the lawyer was.

"Most would consider it rather foolish of you to take my word on this." Loki murmured after another minute, "Most would realize that I've trapped their existence into the hollow of my palm and their only hope of running is going to return here to this room shortly to watch me fuck you with my dagger." He hissed into his ear, tone losing that gentle, soothing quality and snapping back to being predatory. Time to switch gears. "I believe you will look gorgeous, impaled so fully on my blade."

He nibbled on his ear then, fangs extended. "We loosened you up well, you see, and we'll have to wash you out before we continue. But there are those in this place more than willing to aid you with that." He chuckled and pressed a kiss to the hollow behind his ear. "Little scared rabbit."


Any sign of relaxation evaporated on Loki's words. It was as if Lindsey was turned to stone, locking up and going rigid in Loki's lap while his heart hammered to be free in his chest. His fear added to the sour tang that already permeated the room and radiated from him in silent waves.

Lindsey had temporarily forgotten about that after meeting Infarcio, already overwhelmed by the presence of a Senior Partner and being made to service him. He hadn't really put that act into mind, thinking it was just something Loki great mentioned, although he wouldn't have changed his decision. Not only was it too late, but it was worth it to get something out of it.

"You plan on inviting the whole place to watch?" Forcing himself to unlock before he started trembling, Lindsey took several deep breaths and tried to get his breathing under control. It will happen regardless of what he wanted, he knew that, but it was different if the whole place would be watching. Despite his best efforts, he started shivering lightly. Even being loosened will not help if a knife fucked him. He didn't even know what was better, a dull knife hoping it won't cut him or a sharp one so it wouldn't hurt when it did.


"That was not the plan, there is someone rather specific I had in mind to bring in. He should be arriving soon." Loki purred out, something deadly in his voice. "But I suppose laying you out like a lamb on the slaughter and letting the entirety of the population of this residence see you bleed and squeal like a stuck pig would be ever so tempting." He said as he helped him to sit up, curling arms around him. There is silence for a few long minutes before the door opens in a sudden burst. The Ram is standing there, one hand tracing the bare shoulder of a small boy with large hazel eyes and curls bouncy lightly on his forehead.

He's completely bare except for the black collar around his throat and a brand on his hip with Loki's double L signature. He steps in with a tentative smile, looking reluctant to pull away from Infercio's gentle touches that implied an order to remain where he was, and an eagerness to go to his master. The hand was removed and Loki made a beckoning motion and the boy almost ran across the room to jump on to the bed, utterly unconcerned with the other naked man in Loki's lap as he kissed the vampire with enthusiasm. He pulled back with a little smile, almost bouncing in his excitement.

His eyes fell to Lindsey, flashing him a happy, bright smile before leaning in to nuzzle at Loki's cheek, "Hello Mahster," His Russian accent is thick and adorable in that light voice, looking happy, both hands on whatever bit of Loki he can reach, "Is this the plaything?" He asked with a curious glance at Lindsey, brows coming together slightly.


Lindsey turned his face away from Loki's taunting knowing that even then it was useless to hide his indignant anger and fear. The arrival of the two was a blessed change of topic, although his anger shifted targets to the slave boy when he referred to him as a 'plaything'. It rankled to be insulted that way by a slave.

"I have a name," Lindsey inserted himself into the conversion with the smoothness of a cultured lawyer. Shifting around so he was more comfortably pillowed in Loki's lap, he looked the slave boy up and down with an arrogance that was at odds with his naked state. His gaze lingered on the brand and he felt a revulsion for the permanently marked skin. This was what Loki wanted to turn him into, a slave boy wearing a collar and branded with the vampire's mark, naked and shameless. It didn't matter that the boy looked happy, Lindsey knew he couldn't do this without suffocating and shattering.

Turning his eyes away dismissively, Lindsey instead turned his glance to Infarcio. He met the demon's amused gaze briefly then quickly lowered his own in submissive respect. He knew his place before the Senior Partner and afforded him the proper respect and fear eden though it was clear that he still had a strong fire burning in him.


Pavel only smiled at the harsh tone from the other, leaning in to take a light kiss, tongue tracing playfully over his lips as he smiled against him. “And so do I. I’m Pavel. You’re Lindsey. Loki told me about you, he vas right, you are pretty.” He didn’t seem bothered by the stare in the least, in fact he leaned back as if to give Lindsey more of a view of his tight, lithe form, compacted into smooth pale skin with sharp hipbones. He slid his hands from Loki to skim over Lindsey’s torso, tracing it out with his fingers like he was memorizing it. He looked back to Loki, eyes wide and lips pouting. “You started vithout me.” He said as he tilted his head to the side and Loki chuckled.

“We did, pet, and you’re going to clean him up and help him out as he slice him open, hm?” Pavel paused before nodding eagerly, brightly and then looked down to Lindsey, shifting so he was straddling the other’s slave’s legs.

“I’ll take care of you,” He said softly, almost a seductive our if it wasn’t so playful and almost innocent, leaning in to lap at his pulse before nibbling up to Lindsey’s in ear in precise skilled flicks of tongue and grazes of teeth, showing off exactly what he could do with his mouth. “Vill you let me? I vant to,” It came almost as a desperate moan, like he was begging to be able to lick Lindsey out under Loki’s order, “I like making ovesthers feel good, hm?” His hands slid down his stomach to drag through his release there and then lift it to suck his own fingers clean, lips and tongue working obscenely, putting on a show and obviously enjoying it.


Lindsey didn't know that Loki spoke about him, but it seemed that everyone they talked to today knew something about him already. It was a strange sense of pride to know that Loki liked him that much, even if he did hate the vampire. The slave boy, Pavel, was something else though and Lindsey wasn't sure what to think. His eagerness offset Lindsey and on some level disgusted him, but he hid that. His haughty attitude remained, but there was little he could do to stop him, not when Loki commanded it of them.

The kid's hands were soft on him and his nuzzling a gentle touch on Lindsey. If anything, the young man knew what he was doing. It made Lindsey uneasy to think this eager slave boy was what he was becoming. "What, is he going to suck me off while you split me open from inside out?"

He turned his gaze up to Loki, eyes flickering a little nervously as if unsure how arrogant he could get before he would be called out for it. It was his way to hide his fear, which with each growing moment reminded him of what was to come. He accepted it as inevitable, but if he didn't lash out somehow with what little resistance he could, he will go crazy.


Pavel giggled, there was no other word for it and Loki just smiled mischievously. Infercio, however, didn't seem to find the same delight in Lindsey's dry comments and with a snap of his fingers Lindsey locks up and the scream that is pulled from him makes Pavel whimper and cover his ears, pulling back. Loki only arched one elegant brow at the demon as Lindsey went limp into the vampire, who pets down his side soothingly. Infercio didn't follow his mentality of being kind or lenient with a pet before a harsh session. From what Loki could tell, he'd sent a jolt of pain through his nervous system, intense and gone in a second.

"I believe it is time to end the foreplay and begin with the interesting activities." He purred out in a deadly voice with a grin as wide as it was insincere. Loki just smiled and made a small sound of agreement, sliding the form of Lindsey off of him and taking Pavel into his arms to grant him a kiss, which he all but melted into, latching on to Loki but releasing him the moment Loki so much hinted at pulling away. Pavel didn't answer Lindsey, not directly but he did urge Lindsey to his back and hooked the large man's legs around his shoulders. He glanced up with an almost innocent smile before bending in and dragging his skilled tongue over the loosened, abuse hole.

Pavel jerked and whimpered a second later as the little toy was pressed into him, Loki having cleaned Lindsey vibrator and was repurposing it to give his pet a treat. Pavel didn't need to hold Lindsey open to lick inside, he was more than loose enough, he just pressed inside deeply to get every taste of their dual release as he could. Loki, for his part, stood and made his way over to embrace the other demon, catching his lips in a deep kiss and smirking as The Ram conjured a dagger which Loki took to examine the razor sharp edge.


The sudden intensity of pain that lanced through him, firing from every nerve, every pain receptor within his body had Lindsey screaming off the top of his lungs. It was over before his scream even began, but the residual pain firing through his confused nerves left Lindsey shaking in a quivering heap in Loki's lap. He whimpered, instinctively leaning into Loki's petting for what little comfort he could get as his body and mind tried to process what it was subjected to.

Lindsey wisely stayed quiet after that, not daring to upset anyone else as he was manipulated into a position of Pavel's liking. The younger man's tongue soothed the abused hole with its deft lapping, the wet warmth reawakening enough of Lindsey's pleasure to have his spent cock twitch again with interest. Yet even so, it did very little to relax his tense figure when he saw the dagger that was conjured. It was an evil looking thing, sharp edge gleaming and catching the room's light to scatter on it its wicked edge.

He tried to force himself to look away but couldn't. Like a lamb ready for slaughter, he watched transfixed as the two approached. He turned his eyes desperately towards Loki, recognizing that he would get little mercy from Infarcio from the little trick from before.


Loki smirked at Lindsey's look of terror mixed with arousal as Pavel worked at licking him clean. He smiled with a vicious edge to it, brandishing the blade in the light, and let his fangs slide out slowly, almost taunting. He didn't miss how Lindsey's pupils grew and his cock twitched, filling much more quickly at the sight of Loki's fangs. Cute. He tapped Pavel on the back and he withdrew with a bright smile, seeking approval. Loki's eyes flicked to Infarcio without other acknowledgement and the vampire just continued on to Lindsey, trailing the flat of the blade down Lindsey's cheek. "I've been thinking about watching you impaled on my blade for far too long." He murmured gently, almost reverent.

Pavel had responded to the silent order by crawling over to the elder demon and place both hands on his chest, batting big innocent eyes at him and purring into his throat like a cat begging for attention. The Ram looked amused for a moment before his face softened and he pet through Pavel's hair and down his back, coaxing a happy sound and wiggle out of the pet. And then Infarcio indulged the mortal by allowing his claws to come out and raking them down Pavel's back, just lightly to draw lines of blood and Pavel gave a broken moan, hips twitching forward his cock swelled.

Infercio lapped Pavel's blood from his fingers before patting him fondly on the rump to tell him to get into place, which was sitting cross legged by the pillows on the bed. He drew Lindsey's head to his lap, but didn't bring him near his cock, just held him there as Loki put him on his knees and raised his ass into the air, spreading his knees wide on the bed. Pavel pet through his hair soothingly, as Loki lined up the blade and teased it around his rim. "Ask for it pet. Ask politely."


Lindsey stared frozen up at Loki as the blade touched his cheek, his look of absolute, unmasked fear that shrank his dilated pupils and showed his large blue irises. There was an edge of pleading to his desperate gaze, but he didn't beg out loud. That much he knew was useless, after all, he had agreed to this. Yet Lindsey was clearly trembling when they moved him so he was turned over and pulled up to his knees. It left his ass open and vulnerable while his head remained downward and his head was guided down until his forehead rested against Pavel's thigh.

He couldn't stop shaking, knelt there and open like that. Behind him Loki was moving, but he couldn't see where the vampire was with how he was positioned. The first touch of the cold metal against his entrance caught him completely off guard. He flinched, trying to jerk away and would have if Pavel hadn't tightened his hold and tried to soothe him back down again. He cried out regardless and instinctively clenched his hole, whimpering when his abused ring only sent a dull ache back to him. He pressed his forehead further against Pavel's human warmth and tried to take comfort in that.

And became saved by the boy when Pavel shook him slightly to remind him that Loki was talking to him. It took Lindsey a few tries to find his voice, but he managed a whimpered, "P-please." They will heal him after this, they won't kill him, there will be no permanent damage. He tried to run that reassurance through his mind as he said again shakily, "P-please, give it to me." He couldn't say the words, they remained stuck in his throat.


Pavel pet through his hair in approval and felt it as Loki slid in the sharpened blade, felt the body in his lap lock up and the head burrow itself deeper into his thigh. He gently soothed the man, as Loki`s eyes went dark, the first trickles of blood dripping out of the stretched pucker as Loki removed the blade ever so slowly. He turned to Infarcio with a grin and offered the blade for him to lick clean before Loki turned to dip it back in, a couple more smooth slides and the scarlet liquid was dripping regularly, and Loki couldn`t resist except to bend in and catch some on his tongue.

Pavel was soothing the trembling man, felt tears spill over against his thigh, and Pavel was no sadist, he took no pleasure in watching someone else hurt, so he just clutched Lindsey close and leaned in to murmur into his ear, "It is almost done, yes? The pain vill be gone soon, your body will numb eet for you." He said gently, petting down the back of Lindsey's neck and the shuddered that ran through the form as Loki placed the tip of the blade at his hole was nearly violent. Pavel just shushed him.

The Senior Partner was on the edge of the bed, watching with rapt eyes as Loki ever so masterfully tore his lawyer open and had him sobbing into Loki's pet. Loki put a hand on his side and dug his nails in, "Still," He snapped when at a particularly deep thrust had Lindsey keening and trying to get away. "Still. I don't want to slice you open and end this too quickly."


Lindsey was not ashamed to say that he was sobbing openly as it progressed. The knife was not as sharp as he originally surmised, being able to push in with its slightly dull edge and cut him open slowly from inside out. He felt the cutting, meaning that it ripped him open as it pushed its way in, allowing it to go much further before it started tearing him up.

His body trembled with each thrust, each knife push cutting him open further to create new degrees of pain within him. He had to bite his lips from screaming, clenched his teeth so tightly that his jaw hurt nearly as much. His hands dug into the bedsheets around him, twisting them with such white knuckle tightness that they threatened to tear under his hand. Staying still was practically impossible, but Pavel helped by holding his shoulders and keeping his shuddering form as still as possible. By the time Loki was satisfied and what was left of him as a sliced up ragged hole, blood dripped hotly down his chin to Pavel's thigh as well.

Lindsey's breathing was ragged, his eyes squeezed shut and gummed with his tears. He gasped quietly, lost in a world of pain that was offset only by the soft petting of the young man he was buried against. Even when someone laid a steadying hand on his back, he could only flinch and whimper harder when that brought on a new wave of pain.


Lindsey was soaked in his own blood, his tears clearing two trails down his face as red streaked up his side and over his shoulders and even smeared on to his face. He was fucking gorgeous and he glanced to Infarcio with a grin as he handed the dagger back to him, It had been beautiful to watch and sensual to create and that was that, he supposed. There was little sexual component to this activity, but both demons found a deep pleasure in it. And Infarcio vanished the blade with a flick of his palm, conjuring up a little blue vial and tossing it to Loki, who caught it and slipped it in his pocket immediately. A nod was exchanged and the Ram left without a sound.

Loki smirked before hie face softened, hands and lips coated with his pet's blood as he shifted to tug the pet to him, Pavel obediently moving out of the way and waiting patiently at the end of the huge bed, "Shhh," The vampire soothed, "It is done now, you were such a good boy for us, but you've finished. The pain will be gone soon." Lindsey was still sobbing, shaking into Loki's lap. Gorgeous. Loki withdrew the little vial and tilted Lindsey's head back and to the side, bringing the vial to his lips.

Lindsey seemed to refused at first until Loki ordered him firmly to drink, parting his lips perfectly and letting a few droplets inside, before Loki tilted the vial to flood his mouth with the bitter liquid. Loki pinched his jaw shut so he would be forced to swallow the healing potion down, and felt Lindsey almost melt into the bed as the pain vanished in a moment.


Lindsey felt light headed when he was lifted off of Pavel from pain as much as the blood loss. He cringed from Loki's touch and whimpered when the movement wracked his body with new bouts of pain, but the vampire was insistent and Lindsey was shifted over. Not that he really fought, but merely flinched and tried to weakly pull away.

Whatever Loki was feeding him was bitter and he tried to pull away again, but Loki held his mouth still. He didn't want whatever it was, didn't he have enough pain already? But the vampire prince kept pouring and Lindsey was forced to take in this bitter brew or choke. It was made even worse by the blood that flooded his own mouth, giving everything a disgusting metallic salty taste that clung like foul stench to his mouth.

Eventually he swallowed, he wasn't given much other choice, and when Loki let go, Lindsey all but sagged against him. There was no strength left in him, that feeble attempt to struggle had sapped the last of his reserves, and he just sobbed quietly as he slowly grew numb. Pavel was right, the pain would numb itself, or perhaps it was the blood loss' doing.

"I don't want to die..." he murmured against Loki's lap. Unknowing that he was being healed by the potion even as he laid there, he merely thought he was growing cold and dying from the blood loss.


Loki smiled down at him, one side of his mouth quirking up involuntarily as Lindsey whimpered, even as his body relaxed, was being healed from the inside out, blood being restored to his veins, though little of it faded from his skin. The vampire had just healed him and he was complaining about fear of death, how sweet. "It is very lucky I have no intention of killing you, then." He said with amusement, petting through his hair in soft soothing motions. He could tell when the healing had finished, and when he was sure most, if not all, the pain was gone, he scooped Lindsey up into his arms, curling him into a little ball on Loki's lap, head buried in his shoulder.

Loki was aware that being healed physically meant nothing to your mind. "It is done now, little one, you are healed and you will live without problem." He said with a soft smile, glancing up to meet Pavel's eyes, who crawled forward at the silent permission, laying his head down on to Lindsey's lap, laying on his back to smile up at him and took one of his hands in his, giving it a little squeeze of reassurance. He didn't mind aiding to comfort another of Loki's toys, he remembered the first time Loki had brought in Sebastian, Pavel had been more than grateful for the help and he wanted to return that favor.

Together they held him tightly, until he seemed to come back to reality and slowly register that the pain was gone, that Infarcio had left, that he wasn't dying and was instead completely healed, every cut and bruise evaporated. Loki smiled down at him, hands gentle over his skin. "You're fine, Lindsey," He used his name deliberately, "The pain has ended."


It wasn't until Loki moved him that Lindsey was finally aware that it was not a numbness of death at all, but in fact, he was being healed of his injuries. The lack of pain after being so completely immersed in it was a numbing sensation of a different sort though, so he continued clinging to Loki while the vampire and his human slave soothed him. He was healed... yet somehow, this felt so much more traumatic than all the other times he was forced to whore out on behalf of Wolfram and Hart.

When Loki used his name though, Lindsey knew that he had to come back to himself. He did, squaring himself mentally even though he remained curled up against the vampire. "Then it's done?" he asked, breathing in deeply and expelling it like he could clear with it everything that happened tonight. "Our deal, it's done?"

Lindsey had lost track of time, unsure whether it was still early night or early morning. It had seemed like a small eternity of hell to him, locked in this place where he couldn't see outside, it could be any time already. After several more breaths, he pulled away from Loki to look squarely at the vampire's face. "I get the CD, and we deliver it to Angel?" Because in the end, that was what mattered.


Loki chuckled, "Yes little lamb, the deal is done for your end. We can go tonight once you've composed yourself and give the tape to Angelus." He said gently as he motioned to Pavel, "And you, sweet one, will return to my rooms, you will be driven there, I will be there in a few hours after I've taken care of business." Pavel let out a needy little sound, and when Lindsey moved off of Loki's lap, shakily sitting up and wisely not attempting to stand just yet, Pavel climbed up and rutted into Loki's thigh, his pink cock standing at attention. "Please Master, you made me so hard." He purred out into his ear, giving a nearly violent shudder as Loki's fingers closed around his cock.

"And what do you want out of that, pet?" He asked with amusement as Pavel fucked his hips up into his fist, dipping in to mouth a line up the length of Loki's neck, panting all the while. He didn't answer fully, just let out a little mewl and continued rocking his hips like a little slut, before tilting his head back, throat just under Loki's nose, in open invitation.

Loki chuckled and took his, his bloodlust thick from Lindsey's own spilled blood, dipping forward to digging his fangs into his neck just under the collar, and Pavel locked up, screaming with a slight gurgle as he came into Loki's hand, Loki withdrawing after a second, wiping a stray drop of blood from his lip. He licked over Pavel's neck until the wound stopped bleeding and Pavel was looking at him with love filled eyes. Loki just smiled and pat him on the rump. "Go on home, then," Pavel nodded obediently and stood on shaky legs, not bothering to clean his own stomach off, or the blood that had tickled down his shoulder. He just gave Lindsey a happy little wave, still looking dazed, and walked out, almost skipping.


Lindsey sat away, turning his face to one side as Pavel rutted himself against Loki with shameless abandon. He tuned them out, turning within himself to pull himself back together. He was healed, but this was his worse session yet. Even last time, when he spent a weekend with Loki and ended barely conscious with his back flayed to shreds, it wasn't as bad as this. That time he had been tied in place, unable to resist hence didn't need to. This though, he was forced to stay still as he was cut open from inside out.

Pavel's scream jolted him out of it and he snapped his eyes back in time to see the boy shoot his load hotly across his stomach. It was obscene, how the kid reveled in this debased pleasure, yet Lindsey found it hard to turn his eyes from the sight. The red gleam of Loki's fangs caught his eyes and Lindsey swallowed, finding his throat suddenly parched.

"If you're done playing, I'm ready to go." He wasn't sure if he was truly ready, but Angel's reaction to the tape will be the best remedy of all. "I will need a change of clothes... If my part of the deal is done, then I wish to change first." He reached behind his neck to undo the clasp of the collar.


Loki was behind him in a moment, catching his wrist and licking slowly up the curve of his ear. "Indulge me." He purred softly into the delicate shell, molding their forms together, back to front. "Leave it on, just for the duration of the night." It wasn't a request, but dressed up to look like one, though Lindsey was too clever to think that Loki would ever actually just request something. He wanted Lindsey in his collar, "I do hope you've been thinking over my offer." He said with a little smirk into his hair, hands gliding down from his collar to lightly clasp his hips, drawing him backwards more firmly into the immortal.

He waited for the hitch in breath, the freeze of muscles, "But yes, of course you can change. You can return to your own apartment and meet me back at Angelus' flat. I'll text you the address. I'll set up everything needed before you arrive, and then we can enjoy the show. Leave the collar, on." He emphasized the last word with a little bite to his earlobe.

He had proven time and time again that he didn't need a contract to use Lindsey how he wanted, and there was a heavy implication of violence if Lindsey didn't obey him. He liked him with the collar on and he wanted it wrapped around his throat as he watched Angelus break into pieces. He grinned and scooped Lindsey up bridal style, before zipping down the stairs of the whorehouse and depositing Lindsey in the waiting cab with a grin, tossing his mostly ruined clothes in after him.


Lindsey would rather not have that band around his neck, but he recognized enough of the veiled threat to drop his hand. While Loki said his part of their bargain was over, as long as he was in the company of the vampire, Lindsey knew it truly wasn't. The prince was a dangerous creature and he had proved too many times that he did as he wanted. Yet that did little to prepare him for Loki's sweeping hold that took him from his feet into Loki's arms like a woman. He was too surprised to protest, and by the time he yelped at being brought out in his naked form, he was already delivered to the surprisingly unshocked cabbie.

Lindsey was more shocked than the man was, and he scrambled to put his clothes on regardless of their state, much to the guy's amusement. Thankfully, the guy waited until he was as presentable as the situation allowed before asking for directions.

It was easier getting home with it still being the dead of the night. A few hours remained before sunrise, giving Lindsey time to wash himself and get dressed in something more respectable. He left the collar on during the shower, knowing that he wouldn't be able to put it back on afterwards if he took it off.

It was an hour later before he appeared at their meeting spot, cleaned, tidied, and dressed in the only turtle neck that he owned so he may cover up to his neck. The bulge of the collar was still there, but he compromised by hiding it from plain sight. The simple jacket that he threw on top of the black shirt covered it the rest of the way.


Loki didn't comment as he saw how Lindsey concealed the collar, he had left it on and Lindsey would be painfully aware of its presence, that's all that mattered. He knew the film was a masterpiece, a gorgeous two hour long compilation of the eight hours of slow and merciless torture he had put on the slayer. The best bits of it all crafted together. So much of it had been incoherent begging and babbling and bleeding, allowing her to rest for a few moments here and there so she didn't fall unconscious. Obviously there was lots of begging on her part, and Loki had even used a high resolution camera to capture every slice of the blade, held by an invisible perpetrator. Loki vaguely wondered in Lindsey would connect it to his own tape and realize that while mirrors could capture Loki's image, even if it was a little fuzzy and difficult to focus on, cameras had no hope to do the same.

Loki didn't know and didn't care. He was simply amused with the obedience of the mortal, obviously having realized the stupidity of disobeying Loki's orders. Loki placed a hand on the small of his back. "It took you a while so we only have a few minutes before Angelus arrives. Come." He said simply, leading him into the elevator that brought them up to Angelus' flat. He stepped inside and sat down on the couch, patting the seat next to him so Lindsey would follow his example.

The livingroom had been rearranged slightly so the couch was off the side, and the armchair was pulled up right in front of the large television. Underneath the chair, a symbol had been carved into the carpet. One meant to contain vampires. When Angelus sat in it, he wouldn't be able to move outside of the chair as the tape Loki had already set up played on repeat.

Loki wondered vaguely how long it would take his associates to track their boss down and how much longer it would take for them to figure out how to free him from his torment.


Lindsey stepped in, hesitant at the beginning when he was unsure if the right location, but his steps became bolder when he saw only Loki was there. He came into the obviously rearranged room, the scrapes of the furniture on the ground new and signs of Loki's influence present. He was wary about sitting down though. While he trust Loki wouldn't let anything happen to him, it was still uncomfortably close.

"You expect him to just sit there and watch this?" He came to sit where indicated, settling with as much space between him and the vampire as the couch decently allowed without being too obvious. His expression remained dubious while he took in the scene around him. It seemed too simple, a chair, a television, their couch behind the chair. "He will try to attack, what is to stop him from getting up and leaving?"

Lindsey had wanted this for a long time, months, ever since he was given to Loki the first time. Yet seated here, waiting for Angel in the vampire's own apartment, Lindsey wasn't as sure. The matter was taken out if his hands though by the sound of foot falls approaching them. Angel was in the area.


Loki only smirked, "You underestimate me, pet. Now shush." He said lightly and sat his head back. His ears hypersensitive and he caught the last bits of Angel's conversation on his cell as he walked down the hallway.

"Ya, listen to me Fred, we will track that undead ass down and we will make him pay for what he did to Cordelia. Vampire Prince or not, we've taken on bigger things." He said with a vicious edge to his voice. Loki only smirked and waited, the door unlocked and Angel stepping through, not bothering to turn on the lights that probably didn't get much used.

"This place is just... dreary." Loki sneered the moment Angel put foot inside, and the other vampire froze, breath catching, "Blood bags, an old television and a bed. That's all. And not a comfortable one either. I had to bring my own adapter, so I could show you my little video." Angelus' eyes lit up and he snarled, stepping forward but then reconsidering. He knew he had no chance of winning against Loki one against one. Loki only smiled, "Go on, take a seat. I only wish to show you a little video. And I would keep your mouth shut if I were you, there are very few reasons your corpse is still animated right now. This video is one of them." His grin was vicious. Angelus slowly walked over and sat, swallowing hard and staring at Lindsey, before looking to the screen. Loki chuckled and hit Play.


Lindsey sneered back at Angel's scrutiny, hardening his expression to not react even when it seemed that the vampire's eyes were fixed on the bulge just peeking out above his jacket collar. He honestly couldn't tell in the darkness of the room, able to discern only shapes and minor details, but he could feel the burn of Angel's stare on him self consciously.

To his relief, Angel obeyed the older vampire, turning to the indicated chair and taking his gaze off Lindsey. The souled vampire hadn't forgotten him though, just no longer stared at him. "From a demon firm to whoring yourself to a demon patron, Lindsey? You just get lower and lower."

Lindsey stiffened at the taunting words, snarl forming on his lips as he lept to his feet. "You have no idea what I've been through!" Something about Angel just brought Lindsey's anger boiling to the surface. Maybe it was the vampire's flippant, dismissive attitude towards him, but Lindsey only heard the hypocrite's judgmental words and saw red. He nearly threw off Loki's calming grip on this arm until it tightened in a silent command for him to sit. So with another glare at Angel, Lindsey regained his seat.

His anger was wasted anyway because by now the video was playing and Buffy was on the screen. Angel all but ignored him now as the vampire tried to rise and demand that Loki let Buffy go. With amazement, Lindsey saw that he couldn't.


Loki only smirked as Angel attempted to spring from his seat and snarl out demands, the much younger immortal going very quiet and swallowing hard. “Binding magic.” He hissed out and Loki just laughed, tilting his head back, the sound cruel and low in his throat. There was no humor in the sound.

“Astounding observation dear Angelus, you may of be of my blood, but certainly haven’t inherited any of my other qualities. Except perhaps your stubbornness.” He quipped out with a smirk, one hand resting possessively on the back of Lindsey’s neck, preventing him from standing again. “This is a little field trip, a demonstration if you will. Lindsey here is a witness to my little plan. Now, why don’t you watch the video and tell me when its done, if you still want her back.” His fangs were out, eyes sparking red as he sar back in his chair.

The first minute or so was simply Buffy, writhing in her bonds, naked except for a pair of red panties and the leather bindings around her wrists and ankles, the gag no more than a twist of cloth wrapped around her head. Simplistic and beautiful. “Shhhh, little slayer.” Loki’s smooth voice came from the screen, though nothing was seen on camera. Buffy seemed to be glaring a something to her right, but there was fear in her eyes that was utterly unmistakable.

The blond tensed suddenly, letting out a scream and the skin on her stomach indented, four little half moon gashes appearing, the imprint of Loki’s nails digging into her flesh. She quickly composed herself, trying to talk around the gag. “No, that won’t be coming off until it’s time to hear you beg darling, I have no interest in hearing your empty threats and pointless bargaining. Now, say hi for the camera.” Loki’s voice was soft but perfectly audible, clearly amused as he picked up a blade, or as it appeared on screen, a blade appeared in screen, supported by nothing, and Buffy’s eyes fixed on it, the sounds she began making panicked as the sharp edge was drawn from the top of her thigh down to her knee.

Angelus was transfixed on the screen, before turning to Loki, lips parted in fear and shock, but was unable to find words. He looked back to the screen, pale skin nearly white washed. He understood the stakes now.


Lindsey remained seated, but after a while of watching, even he couldn't keep his eyes in the screen. He couldn't understand how Loki could keep from appearing on cameras but after a while, he decided he didn't care to know. It was about the time that Buffy's gag was removed and, like Loki said, she was begging for him to stop.

A glance back to Angel, the vampire's pale face illuminated by the television screen, and Lindsey was surprised to find him crying. It didn't make him regret what he did, but some of that bitter hated within him became soothed. On screen, the slayer was a bloody mess, begging and screaming herself hoarse as she became assaulted by an invisible assailant. Lindsey had stopped watching completely, unable to bear the sight of his indirect handiwork, but instead, fixed his gaze on Angel.

It was when Loki started raping the slayer, her cunt spread wide by an invisible cock, that Angel cried out, going crazy in whatever bound him. He appeared to be restricted to only a small area, but he broke the chair abreast and threw it at them at such a speed that Lindsey didn't have the time to jolt back before Loki caught the piece heading for him.


Loki tsked at him, smirking with his eyes sparkling with mirth. "Oh darling, temper temper. She wasn't nearly the best I've had. No need to be jealous." He said with a laugh, dangling a leg of the chair from his fingers, inches from Lindsey's head. It would have probably gone right through his skull if Loki hadn't caught it. "And now you've lost your sitting place. You're going to want to keep watching though, darling boy, fucking her is hardly the worst thing I did to her cunt." He hissed with amusement, and Angel looked back to the screen, flinching when he saw Loki had spilled inside her sloppy cunt and his seed was tricking out of her. The camera was positioned artfully to be able to see her dropping hole, as well as he heaving chest, as Loki drew his blade right down the centre of one, splitting it clean in half.

He noticed Lindsey not watching the screen and chuckled, "I thought this is what you wanted, pet." He purred into his ear as Angel slammed his hands on the invisible barrier, as Loki (not) on screen pulled out a needle and thread, purring 'You're all messy. Its about time we close you back up."

Angel flinched back and let out a cry of despair as Loki started to carefully sew up Buffy's labia, the camera getting a wonderful angle and Loki was looking very proud of himself indeed.


Lindsey flinched too at Loki's words, knowing that he had wanted his revenge, but this wasn't what he wanted to watch. He wanted to watch Angel's despair, he wanted to witness the vampire breaking down. As to how or why, he had no interest in being a part of any of it.

"I'll kill you both! Lindsey, when I get out of here, I know where you live, I'll get you!" Angel's vamped out snarl brought Lindsey back. The lawyer squared his shoulders and shifted slightly away from Loki, not far enough to garner action but enough to show a slight resistance at being purred at. His words though, hard and cold like the vampires themselves, were addressed to the distraught vampire. "This isn't even a fraction of what I've suffered. This is your fault, Angel. She's like this because of you."

"My fault!?" Another piece was chucked at them, and Loki probably knew that it wouldn't hit because he made no move to catch it. The wood grazed Lindsey's cheek and he jerked back with a surprised snarl of his own. "Stop blaming others for your mistake! You're the one who signed on with Wolfram and Hart! Buffy had nothing to do with this! Buffy..." Something exciting must be happening on screen again because the slayer in question screamed.


Buffy's back arched off of the bed, she was all sewed up now, neatly and still trickling blood. And Loki, after taking into consideration of her threats of 'walking out of here you sick bastard', decided to make that threat impossible but settling near her ankles and very carefully severing her Achilles tendon, making her scream so hard she coughed up blood afterwards. Loki set on removing her toes, but not yet yer fingers, leaving her feet mutilated, bloody stumps.

Loki just smiled at the screen as all the strength seemed to sap out of Angel, running out of insults and retorts as he fell to his knees in the circle, hands splayed over the invisible wall, just staring, tears in his eyes. How cute. Loki chuckled and ran a hand through Lindsey's hair, "He won't touch you, pet, don't worry yourself over hollow threats." His eyes slid to Angel, "Buffy screamed beautifully, doesn't she?"

There was silence, Lindsey tense with rage but not daring to lash out with Loki's hand on him, Angel just staring at the screen with silent tears streaming down his face. And finally, the money shot. The moment meant to break Angel in two. "Why, why are you doing this?" Buffy screamed out, eyes wild with terror and pain as Loki idly spun out a needle and thread, dagger in his hands to remove her tongue with, as he had explained to her.

Loki only smiled idly, "I'm a friend of your old lover, Angelus. He's lost that pesky soul, you see, and I'm simply here to help him out. That's what the camera is for. Proof of services delivered. He's busy you see, didn't have time to get around to torturing you himself." Loki said with a pleasant tone, yanking open Buffy's jaw and removing her tongue cleanly, before she could protest or babble or accuse.


That final twist of the knife seemed to be all that was needed to send Angel down. Lindsey had to admit it was brilliant, and although he saw how completely it broke the souled vampire down, all he felt was a chilling satisfaction at seeing him reduced that way. "She was lucky." Lindsey hissed even though it was doubtful that Angel even still heard his words. "She won't have to go through this a second time."

Since Loki kept his hand on Lindsey to prevent the lawyer from getting up, Lindsey merely turned his head away from Angel and the television. He had enough of watching Angel, the vampire was pretty more or less broken already and he wanted nothing to do with what was playing on the screen. "Loki," he said, addressing the vampire directly, "I've seen enough."

Despite the hold on his neck, Lindsey tried to get up. His satisfaction hadn't lasted long afterwards and when it drained away, it took his anger with it to leave him feeling numb. "Let's get out of here." He didn't know if Loki would let him, but there was nothing to watch anymore. Angel was knelt against the invisible barrier and simply crying into it.


Loki's gaze slid to Lindsey before he nodded, standing smoothly and removing his hand from hi, so Lindsey could walk without hindrance from the room. Loki paused with a smirk behind Angelus, before he reached into the circle and plucked the cellphone, leaning in very cautiously so he didn't shift forward and actually touch any part of the engraved circle so he was able to extract himself easily. "Calling for help would be naught of you, darling son. Besides, its on repeat, so there's no need for you to worry about having to anything at all."

Loki's voice was a taunting purr as the two slid from the room, Loki hoisting Lindsey up and pinning him to the wall outside of Angelus' apartment, kissing him deeply, a little tenderly, happy. Nearly giddy. Oh he loved that, the moment of breaking, the point where they saw the inevitable, the split second of hope to helplessness and it was beautiful. He pulled away with a light in his eyes, holding Lindsey snugly around his hips, "Well pet, I assume you enjoyed your payoff." He smirked, eyes sparkling as he let him fall to the ground again.

"Have you reconsidered your response to my offer? I could take you away from them, you would be mine and mine alone. I would spoil you like a prince." He purred out softly, eyes intent on Lindsey's expression, waiting with excitement that was nearly palpable.


Lindsey was a little dazed by the encounter and melted into the kiss a bit woodenly, but recovered when he was spoken to. His consideration of whether he enjoyed it was quickly replaced by a flash of incredulity when Loki asked if he had reconsidered, practically purring up against him as if expecting him to say he did.

The human jerked back, trying to break out of the grip on his hips as if he was slapped by Loki's words. On the heels of his surprise rose anger and hurt. "You just fucked me with a knife," he reminded as if Loki had forgotten what happened a few hours ago. "And now you ask me if I want to permanently subject myself to that?" His tone of voice showed he clearly thought Loki had gone around the bend.

"If your version of spoiling is to comfort me after torturing me half conscious, I'll have to politely decline. I'm not a masochist. I suggest you look for some other slave that fits your sadistic pleasures." Lindsey broke out of Loki's grasp and took a step away. He glanced briefly towards Angel's doorway with a slight look of guilt on his expression, but it quickly hardened before he looked back to Loki. "No... I have a career to get back to."


Loki's eyes narrowed and he darted forward, cupping Lindsey's chin in an iron hold and he murmured, ever so gently, "Career." His lips twitched in a little mocking smile, "Yes, I believe I have evidence of your career." His eyes glinted, and he held the mortal close. He had a very long, and very well edited film of his career actually, and it illustrated beautifully. "That is not my definition of spoiling you, darling, that is simply basic aftercare. But since you are so... vehement with your protests." His eyes glinted, a little viciously, leaning in to brush his lips over Lindsey's, "You have a nasty habit of not watching your words around something much more powerful than you. In every sense." Loki smiled and then he was gone, vanishing into the dark in a moment.

It took three days for Lindsey to receive the tape. Well, it wasn't a tape exactly. A small USB stick was placed on the middle of his kitchen table. No note, no markings, nothing at all. And Loki knew the lawyer, it would be naught but impossible for him to not plug it in. The tape would automatically upload to the internet, a program already set up to mark it as Lindsey. Anyone who would be looking for the lawyer online, which was a significant part of the supernatural community now that word had gone around that Loki had taken a liking to him, it wouldn't take long for the filthy video to be absolutely everywhere. Saved to Lindsey's computer as well, of course, for his viewing pleasure.

As for Angelus? Well, it had taken them two days to find and get him out of Loki's circle. But by then Angelus was near catatonic, and the Watcher and his other cronies had been sick. Multiple times watching Buffy be slowly carved up again and again on the screen that Angelus wouldn't let them touch, his violent protests the only actions they could get from him.


A flash of fear entered Lindsey's eyes when Loki had him trapped the vampire's grip, but it passed without incident with just a series of threats. As soon as he was released, he left quickly.

Wolfram and Hart weren't entirely happy with him when they found out, which they eventually did with their random mind readings. They didn't harm him, but he didn't get off blameless either. Thankfully, through some complete act of miracle, he was not sent up to see the Senior Partners either. Since he had left Angel alive and technically resolved this without involving anyone else of Wolfram and Hart, they let it pass. He hadn't destroyed anything in their prophecy after all.

It was on the very same day that he returned home to find that USB on his table. Curious and unsuspecting, he put it into his computer to look at, and was instantly horrified by what he found. Without finishing the video, he destroyed the USB, deleted the files, and even did a memory wipe and reformatted his computer. And he shook, with anger and fear, at what such a thing could do to him.

He didn't know about the autorun command though, and by the time that he found out about its circulation, it was too late. With his credibility gone with such a scandalous video, he was completely ruined. No matter his skills, Wolfram and Hart pulled him off being a lawyer. Lindsey McDonald was destroyed, and he vehemently cursed at Loki with a hatred much worse than what he felt for Angel. But it was too late. Much, much too late. With the firm still owning the contract to his soul, they relocated him to their other projects... and Loki's 'evidence' showed very clearly what other career he was good at.