“I should’ve known.”

  “And yet here we are,” Ky said, arms folding calmly across his chest. “You let down your guard, Norrin.” A pause. “You let it down and I took advantage of it. True, you might you’re safe here… around me, but at any moment I could hand you over to Mephisto.” Not that he would, but Ky still wanted to issue the threat. If only so Norrin would know exactly what he was capable of. “Do remember that.”

Ky’lar’s tone took Norrin by surprise. Something must have really upset him. He wasn’t about to leave regardless of Ky’s current.”

“It’s never a good time and I’m not leaving.”

Ky honestly hoped Norrin would heave. That way, he could deal with this problem the way he always did; drinking. Still, since he wasn’t going anywhere…  the best thing he could do at the current time was just slam his  fist into one of the walls – if only to relieve some (if not all) of his anger.

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“Suit yourself,” he said, as he ran his hands through his hair. “Not like it matters much anyways.” A pause. “Nothing does.”

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Fingers coyly toyed with the obvious erection still trapped beneath the jeans. Temporarily taking his hand away, Norrin yanked Ky’lar’s pants down. To do so he also broke their kiss. He was a bit surprised by Ky’s restraint. Was he still weighing the costs of this little hook up?

“You know you can touch me right?”


The restraint was out of necessity rather than an actual want. If he let himself  get too far gone, he’d no doubt hate himself after the fact, but admitting that was impossible. Instead, Ky shot a sharp glare at Norrin shortly after the kiss was stopped.

“Stop talking,” he snapped out. In truth, he intended it to be soft as he moved a hand under Norrin’s chin, but it didn’t come out that way. “Just focus on me.” Even if Ky’s mind was already drifting into what would happen if anyone found out about this.

 

Norrin scoffed, some kind of arrangement? All he wanted was for this demonic family to LEAVE him alone. It was true that he did not know Ky’lar but he wanted to keep it that way. He was at least more reasonable compared to his lecherous grandfather, but that was not saying much. 

“An arrangement? I rather not have anything to do with you!” 

“I’d rather be anywhere else!” His voice raised considerably as he pointed at finger at Norrin’s chest. “We can’t have what we want – no matter who we are. You don’t want anything to do with me? Fine, good luck with that, but trust me… i’m not like the rest of my family.  No matter what you think.” He was close, every close actually, but he didn’t figure that the obvious needed saying. Especially right then.

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     “This isn’t a good time, Norrin.” Ky’s tone was far sharper than usual; a bite to it that was quite unpleasant to most as he shot a glare at the other. The pervious hour, there had been a fight; not with the usual violence, but with words. No, it wasn’t necessary to invoke that sort of response  – not unless Ky did something  drastic… like he was planning. “It’s best you left.”

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It wasn’t worth it. And it wasn’t just because of Mephisto finding out. No, Norrin was just tired of these demons and their games. He held great suspicion Ky’lar was only using him. People were always using him for one purpose or another. 

“I highly doubt you could make it worth my while Ky’lar. I’m not interested.”

Maybe it wasn’t worth it. Ky had given it his best effort and failed. He should have cut losses before this point, but he was still attempting to obtain what he desired. “You really don’t know me well, Norrin.” Though, Ky doubted anyone did these days. 

“You might not be interested now, but i’m sure… we can come to some arrangement.” 

This little tryst could end badly, not that Norrin couldn’t handle the fallout. It wasn’t like it was explicitly or implicitly stated that he couldn’t sleep with others. A part of him realized hooking up with the grandson of the demon he loathed most was some sort of rebellion, a giant middle finger to his captor. 

With the hand on his chin, Norrin was forced to look up. He brushed Ky’s hand aside and leaned in, pressing his lips against the other man’s lips. His other hand continued its’ path into Ky’s pants, sliding the zipper down and his fingers began to descend. 

It could end far more than just badly. Ky knew fully well what he was getting into and a fate worse than death was on the realm of possibilities. Of course, that was if they got caught, and Ky wasn’t going to allow that to happen. Not if he had a say in it of course.

As their lips touches together, Ky’s eyes closed tightly for a few moments, and simply leaned into it. More so, it had been so long that anyone had preformed the action that he didn’t want Norrin to pull away.  Not now nor ever  as the other’s fingers descended. 

Mad was one way to put it.  Ky had forcefully pinned Norrin to the wall with as much force as possible. An assault that consisted of one single kiss. He wanted to go on; to actually give several, but as he was forced away, he came to his senses ( in a way ).

“Does it matter?” he asked, moving the back of his hand to rub at his mouth. “He’s going to find out about it anyways. Might as well make it worth while, Norrin.”

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