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James' had watched as several emotions washed over Weilan's face but two simply stood out, one right after the other; shock, anger, then shock again. What happenedn next took them both by surprise. The redhead tossed his book aside and grabbed a hold of James; his grip was impressive, it was tighter then James' would have expected after his extended period of weakness yet he didn't have time to protest before Weilan was pressing his lips against James' in a hungry kiss. James' didn't even have the luxury of replying or enjoying it as it happened to quickly and he was stunned. James wasn't stunned often and found this situation a bit annoying. The redhead regained his composure and pushed James' away, all of this happening in a mere matter of moments.

James sat back up, his hair was a bit messy and he felt something we in his hand. He glanced down, not sure what he expected to see, but a smashed icrecream cone wasn't it. He reached into the bed side table and cleaned his hand off before tossing everything into the garbage. He returned his attention to Weilan, who was busy hiding his face behind his book and growled low in his throat. "I still need an answer, so I have something to tell 'her heiness' when she gets back."

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Weilan managed to sink lower into the bed as James asked him for an answer. Now that he thought about it, what had James mentioned just a few moments ago? "Um...what was the question?" was all Weilan could manage. He was really trying to remember what James was talking about before...Weilan actually blushed a scarlet red at the thought. "OH!" Weilan nearly yelled when he was finally able to recall that James was leaving it up to him to decide wether or not he would go with Lena back to her kingdom to recover. "Well I..." Weilan paused as he thought about what he should do. "I think I'd like some time to think this over...but if I had to go with a quick decision, then I wouldn't want to go." Weilan said honestly, his face still behind the book.

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James raised a brow as Weilan asked him to repeat the question. He was accustomed to Weilan pretending not to listen but to not actually listen was a new one, apparently that kiss really got to him. When the boy sprung to life, having recalled what the question was, James nearly jumped. He leveled Weilan with a borderline serious yet amused gaze. After hearing Weilan's answer James pulled back and stood. "No quick decisions, take your time honey" James ordered in a tone mocking Lena's and leaning forward he placed a kiss upon Weilan's forehead, pulled back and grinned before placing one on his lips. "Rest for a bit and I'll be back later."

James turned to walk out the door when a sudden thought struck him. He took a step back and peeked through the doorway at Weilan. "Weilan, what would say to having a new..friend of sorts?"

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Weilan glared at James as he pretended to mock Lena as he gave an order, and kissed him on the forehead. He grew a bit tense as James leaned back down and kissed him on the lips, and then told him to rest. 'Rest!' he thought, 'I think I'm going to pass out!' Weilan watched as James walked towards the door, stopped and took a step back and asked what he thought about having a new friend of sorts. "What do you mean 'new friend of sorts.'" Weilan asks a bit unnerved.

Weilan's out in the yard, stretching out his wings and limbs. It's been two weeks since he woke up in James' bed after he fainted in the kitchen. His health is pretty much back to normal, but he insisted that he work out because James wouldn't let him get out of bed for three days, afraid he might faint again. To top things off, Bec was now with them because Weilan didn't want him to be sent back to the slave market. Weilan knew that he would most likely be tortured mercilessly, so until something else could be arranged...Bec was under James' authority and staying with the two of them in James' chambers. To make matters worse, Bec was fawning all over James.

'Pisses me off.' Weilan thought to himself as he watched Bec hovering by James, flirting to no end. Weilan was trying not to let his emotions show, to say he was jealous would be an understatement, but he didn't want Bec (most of all James) to know that.


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James stood in the back portion of the courtyard, behind the castle. He had slipped out of his usual attire and traded it for a navy blue colored training suit, suitably lose to allow for movement unlike his usual restricting clothes. The suit had slits taylor made into the back of the top but James found it horribly annoying and slightly restrictive itself when uncasing his wings, which he had done. His broad shoulders and chest were gleaming in the sunlight as he sweated. His long-sword was grapsed in both hands as he moved around the yard. His sword swung through the air silently, slicing precision and perfect aim.

James could hear Bec, his newly aquired slave, 'ooh'ing and 'aww'ing in the background but he had long since tuned him out, he was nothing more then background noise. The boy wouldn't even be with them if it hadn't been for Weilan's soft heart. The red head didn't want Bec to be sent back to the slave market, knowing what an aweful place it was himself, and James had supported his decision. Yet, Weilan had become quiet as he moved to his own side of the yard and worked out on his own.

James hadn't really noticed, he was busy getting his own work out. If the young demon Prince had to be out here then he was going to get all he could out of it too. Large black wings rose high into the air on either side of James and stretched out as far as they could. He heard Bec's nonsense chatter.

"Go and bother Weilan!" James ordered the little white haired slave. The boy seemed all too willing to run towards Weilan and follow his new Master's command. "What'cha doing?" Bec cooed at Weilan.

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Weilan tensed as he heard Bec's voice. His back was to the other boy and his fingers cracked with irration. "What's it look like?" Weilan asked annoyed as he turned around. He could see James at the other side of the yard working on his swordsmanship. Something he wanted to try out against him, but didn't know how to go about it. Plus Weilan was a bit afraid of the young demon princes skills. He wasn't sure if James would hold back some, or go all out. The thought sent a shiver up his spine.

"Why are you even over here? Can't you find something else to do?" Weilan finished stretching out, and then took off to jog around the yard a few times, stretching his wings out every so often. It felt good to uncase them since he hadn't since first coming to the castle. He hadn't flown in a while either, and James' had forbiden him to until he (James) thought he was fully recovered. Weilan agreed, with much complaints afterwards, but James would hear none of it.

After passing by James for the eighth or nineth time, Weilan slowed to a stop and asked a bit breathless. "You think you could teach me?" Weilan wasn't sure if James would agree or not, because of his 'condition.' Out of the corner of his eye, his could see Bec making his way over to the two of them, and Weilan actually groaned in annoyance. 'This can't be good...' Weilan thought as he saw a wide grin on Bec's face.

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Bec was used to this treatment from his new Master and fellow slave by now. It had only been two short weeks but he getting the hang of things himself. It was apparent that Weilan and James were annoyed with his presence, Weilan more so then James who simply sighed and ordered him away, he didn't mean to be annoying but he couldn't help who he was. He took the verbal abuse from Weilan with a grin on his face because if it wasn't for the redhead he would be sitting in a rusted cage in the slave market, so he had every reason in the world to smile. Although, Bec was becoming increasingly annoyed with Weilan's treatment. So what if Bec flirted with James a little, nothing ever came of it and Bec found James quite attractive.

Hearing the other slave boy's question as Bec jogged over to Weilan and James an idea formed in his mind. He learned to be sneaky if anything, while in the service of Tristan. "I propose a hand to hand challenge between Weilan and me, first." He narrowed his gaze at the redhead before a smirk came to his lips. "I think him and I have something to settle."

James curled his black wings against his back and glanced from one boy to the other. He hadn't even had the chance to reply to Weilan before Bec threw his challenge down. In this case there was nothing James would do but wait and see if Weilan would accepted the challenge.

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Weilan growled low in his throat to show that he didn't find Bec's challenge very funny. He didn't mean to, but he was finding it very difficult to tolerate the other boy at the moment. Weilan walked right up to Bec's face and said in a low tone so only he could hear. "You're not cute, and you could get hurt. Why can't you just be thankful you're not in a cage at the slave market right now, and leave me alone?" Weilan looked over to James, then back to Bec. "Nevermind...maybe some other time." Weilan directed at James as he made his way back across the yard.

With things the way they were at the moment Weilan had a lot of bottled up anger. Sooner or later he knew he was going to explode, but as to who would end up his main target? Only time would tell.

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Bec could only grin as Weilan pressed in against him, keeping his tone low so only he could hear his threat. Sure, the boy hadn't threatened his in so many words but he didn't have to spell it out for the white haired boy. He raised a questioning gaze to James as Weilan walked away to enter the middle of the yard. James gave an approving nod of his head and that was all it took to send Bec off.

The white haired boy entered the middle of the yard, standing opposite Weilan. He stepped forward mocking the low tone that the redhead had used only a moment ago. "I am intensely greatful for your kindness and now I hope your as much of a challenge as your mouth leads me to believe." He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on Weilan's cheek before taking a step back, a smirk on his face once more.

As the two prepared to square off, James merely watching with interest from the side lines, Tristan appeared in the courtyard. It wasn't until the eldest demon Prince appeared at James' side that anyone took notice. "What is going on here?!" he demanded. "I don't want my slave damage because you obviously can't control your's!" It seemed as though Tristan was still trying to push the blame on to Weilan.

James turned to face his brother, a blank look upon his face. "I know Weilan burned the cross and that it wasn't on purpose. We have been through this and there is no reason to involve these two any more." He said this firmly but Tristan wasn't about to let the matter drop there. "It's so typical of Father to side with you and your excuses for your uncontrolable slaves. He's becoming senial in his old age. I think you're compensating for the fact that you will never rule the Kingdom as I will, taking in these poor slaves no body wants and treating them as if they matter."

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Weilan didn't want to fight the other boy, but when Bec approched him and mocked him to his face, then kissed him on the cheek...it took all the effort Weilan could muster not to pound him into the ground right then and there. His patients was wearing thin. "You'll regret..." Weilan was cut off by another voice in the yard. Tristan had come into the picture and Weilan was furious as he listened to him bad mouth not only himself and James, but his own father as well. It was bad enough that Tristan still denied he had anything to do with framing Weilan for burning the cross, but then to sell out his own slave, and still try to claim him as his own. Weilan was marching across the lawn towards the two princes with a deadly purpose. "You think you're just the **** don't you?" Weilan growled at Tristan. "Well I've got news for you...if I'm such a poor slave that doesn't really matter then I guess this doesn't really matter either." Weilan swung his right fist forward in a quick jab to Tristan's face and connected with his nose. There was a crunching sound immediately after...

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Things seemed to happen in the oddest of ways. First James glanced up to see Weilan marching across the field towards him and Tristan shouting. This seemed to have happened quickly, too quickly for James to open his mouth or physically put himself between Tristan and Weilan. Although Weilan had a reputation for his temper, almost as much as James did, the young demon Prince didn't think he had to worry about such things happening so soon after Weilan's illness.

As soon as the slave's fist connected with Tristan's face and the cracking sound was heard, things seemed to go in the complete opposite direction and slow down. James couldn't make it to Weilan fast enough, although he stood close by and called out sharply like the crack of a whip "Weilan!!". Tristan reeled back, completely caught off guard and clutched at his face as blood flowed down his chin and dripped on to the ground. Every demon within a short distance was sure to pick up on this.

The eldest demon Prince pulled off his jacket and cleaned his face with it before pushing it against his nose to stop the flow as best he could. Aiming a glare at Weilan, he promised to repay the favor and took his leave with as much dignity as he could manage.

When James had finally reached Weilan he grabbed the redhead by the collar around his neck before he could even think about following Tristan and yanked him back hard enough to knock him off his feet. "Haven't you learned anything!?" he snapped.

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Weilan heard his name being shout by James, but he didn't look in his direction. He watched as Tristan 'crawled' away with his tail between his legs, promising to repay the favor. "Not much you can do to me that'll ever be as undignified as being punched in the face from someone who doesn't matter." Weilan spat back at Tristan. Within the next few seconds Weilan was yanked by his shirt collar and fell to the ground. James was standing over him, very angry, yelling about how he hasn't learned anything. Weilan calmly stood up and dusted himself off before answering James. He looked straight at the demon prince as he did so, his eyes dialated from the smell of blood. "Yes, I have." he said very coolly. "Make sure if you're going to get in trouble for something, it's well worth getting caught." Wether or not James would punish him for his 'little' outburst, Weilan couldn't help but feel better after the events of the past three weeks. If he could get away with it, he would have doubled over in laughter, but he stood his ground. His face a mask of indifference.

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James was taken aback, he wasn't entirely sure how to responde to Weilan's answer. It seemed every time James' thought the boy could get no mouthier, he proved him wrong. Yet, James' wasn't as angry about the fact that Weilan had hit Tristan as he was angry that the boy was causing more problems that would go over their heads to his father.

James' dragged in a deep breath and released Weilan's collar. He couldn't believe how bold he was to stand up to Tristan like that, his mind was still replaying the scene over and over again in disbelief. It was as if Weilan could read James' mind. The youngest demon Prince wanted to strike out at Tristan but had restrained himself because of his father but Weilan had nothing to fear from him, only James. James couldn't have planned it better himself but he didn't let on to how satisfied he was with the turn of events. Instead he said, "From now on I will deal with Tristan and you will not. Understood?"

Before he could reply Bec jogged up to join them, it seemed Tristan was unsucessful in collecting his ex-slave. The white haired boy's face was uncharacteristically somber. "Do I have to go back with him? he asked, his eyes wide as he looked from James to Weilan and back.


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Weilan listened patiently as James told him that he (James) would be the one to deal with Tristan from now on, and then asked if he understood. Bec had joined them before Weilan had a chance to respond, and asked if he (Bec) would have to go back with Tristan. Weilan ignored the boy and nodded his head in response to James' question, "I understand." he replied in a serious tone, then looked over to Bec. "If it were up to me, I'd send you back in a heart beat." Weilan said with a serious face and then smiled.

He continued to smile as he walked away from the two, back acroos the yard to gather his belongings to take them inside. He figured if he was going to be in trouble, he might as well be in James room, because it's the first place people were going to be looking for him. He sighed, but couldn't keep the bounce out of his step, and the smile off his face as he returned over to James and Bec. "Shall I go out to the room and wait until some kind of punishment is decided upon?" He asked James. If he thought right, Weilan knew James wouldn't be too hard on him, because he had enjoyed seeing Tristan getting punched in the face, just as much as Weilan had enjoyed punching him. But if he was wrong...well, he certainly wouldn't be as stubborn as the last time he was punished.

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James turned to look at the little white haired slave's face. His eyes were wide and glassy, James' could almost feel the saddness rolling off of him in waves. He drew in another deep, calming breath and shook his head. In the same moment Weilan chose to put in his two cents. James' narrowed his gaze on the redhead before sending Bec to the servants' quarters instead of his private chambers. He returned his attention to Weilan, "Yes Weilan, go up stairs" James ordered the boy.

Turning away James walked half the length of the feild until he reached the shirt to his training suit and picked it up. He slung the material over his shoulder then slid his sword back into it's shealth before going back inside the castle. He took his time making his way back to the third floor where Weilan awaited him. He had to do something with Bec, it was clear he couldn't keep him but he didn't want to send him back to the slave market or Tristan. And then a thought struck him. James' made a short stop at one of his middle brothers' rooms.

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Weilan made his way quickly to James' chambers. People all through out the halls were whispering and poingting at him as he passed, none of it bothering him in the least. 'Word really does get around fast in this place.' Weilan thought. He did have to make a slight detour on the way to James' room, because he didn't want to pass by Tristan's. The door opened for him on it's own accord, and shut silently behind him. Weilan never could figure out how it was done, but he just shrugged the thought away. He walked into the bedroom area of the room, and sat on the edge of the bed. No sooner did he sit down then he stood right back up and walked out into the sitting area, pacing back and forth behind one of the couches.

After a minute or two of pacing, Weilan sat down on the couch, a little bit more calm and waited for James to return. And for the news of what was to happen next...

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James knocked on his second eldest brother's door. He was located on the third floor, like all the brothers' rooms were. A man in navy blue, dressed similar to what James' was wearing answered. He was tall with tanned skin, long black hair and a handsome face. He was muscular compared to James' but no where near as fast, sparring matches between them had proved that in the past. Before James could say a word, a grimace broke across the man's face.
"I heard about Tristan" he said. James stared back at his brother without asking how or if he could come inside, he didn't care for either option.

"I'm gifting a slave of mine to you. His name is Bec and he's clingy. Just your type." The words seemed like they should have been said with just the slightest amount of teasing but there was none to be had.

The man seemed to think this over. Of course he knew who Bec was and had shown slight interest in him before. "I'll take him. Thank you." An with that Alexander closed his door on James.

Far from being insulted, James was happy that his brother even took the time to talk with him. He, like the other middle brothers, usually said they didn't want involved in James and Tristan's messes. James turned on his heel and walked up the hallway to his own room. The door opened and closed of it's own accord behind him. A blank expression was on his face as he feigned disinterest but his eyes danced with hidden lust despite the coal colored orbs that replaced his usual butterscotch.

"Put yourself in my position and tell me what punishment would you give yourself for your actions and know that I'm not in the mood to play sarcastic games boy." James' tone was that of soft thunder while under the influence of the blood lust.

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Weilan turned to look at James as he entered the room. He could tell James was under the same effects that he (Weilan) was undergoing from the blood. At the same time, those feelings weren't so over powering that Weilan would just throw himself at his Master. Weilan sat forward and placed his elbows on his knees, and the plams of his hands under his chin as he looked at James. Weilan said nothing and just stared at James for a few moments, no expression on his face what-so-ever. "I think," he said as he turned away, a grin appearing slightly, "that the best form of punishment would be lashings." Weilan was a bit snide with his answer, but truthful all the same.

Weilan looked back to James, his eye's returning slightly to normal color, but his pupils still quite large. "The decision is yours though, not mine...Master." His tone was calm as he spoke.

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James was silent for several minutes after Weilan's reply. The room lapsed into complete silence then too as James thought of what to do with the redhead. He wouldn't give him lashes, not for something as small as this. Tristan had brought it upon himself for sticking himself in a situation where he wasn't wanted and James' had wanted to see Tristan get what was coming to him.

"How long has it been since we've been together physically?" James asked as he leaned away from the closed door. Without Bec or Lena to disfuse the tension between James and Weilan things seemed to be heat up, and that heat could be either good or bad. Neither was willing to admit it.

James strolled towards Weilan, each footfall exuding power not so much lust since he had first stepped through the front door. He was well within his rights of 'Master' to force himself upon Weilan but he wasn't going to do that. He liked playing a game of cat and mouse better.

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Weilan didn't break eye contact with James as he stepped towards him. His question about how long it's been since they were physically together caused him to fidget slightly in his seat. Although the reason behind his movement, wether uncomfortable or lustful, would be hard for James to determine, because Weilan's face remained a mask of indifferenace. Weilan sighed and looked away from James. "Perhaps too long?" he admitted. He looked back to James with a sneer, "Why? You plan on trying to do something about it? I hardly see that as a fitting punishment for decking your brother." Weilan had to cover his mouth with his hand to keep from laughing. Perhaps James wouldn't find his smart ass remark funny, but Weilan was having a hard time trying not to.

(Oh yeah, Weilan is deffinately feeling better.))

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The fidgetting hadn't gone unnoticed by James but he was unsure of the reason behind it and he dismissed it nontheless. He closed the gap between Weilan and the closed door rather quickly. He could smell the boy on the very air he breathed with his heightened senses and he smelled in a word, delicious. Indeed, it had been a while since James and Weilan had been physically together and he wanted the boy badly. As the redhead's health was mostly back to normal despite him being skinny fat, that reason no longer stood in the way.

The young demon Prince came to a stand still in front of the slave boy. He slowly eased himself on to the coffee table so he could sit in front of Weilan. He spreaded his legs and leaned forward so he could grip the boy by his hips and jerk him towards the edge of the couch so he was closer to James. James bowed his head against Weilan's neck and placed a teasingly light kiss there. "I think we both know Tristan was asking for it. I can let this go but if you really want to push it.." he let his voice trail off.

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Weilan watched with interest as James sat down on the coffe table across from him. He titled his head slightly and rose an eyebrow, as James then gripped him by the hips, and pulled him forward as he leaned in placing a teasingly light kiss on his neck. Weilan had leaned toward James as he pulled away a bit to talk, but then trailed off. After a few seconds, Weilan cleared his throat and gently pushed James back with a bit of effort. "Master..." Weilan managed to say in all serious, "I don't think Tristan will be very pleased if I am not punished 'properly.'" A very mischivous look crossed Weilan's face, "Forgive me, Master...for it seems that I might have spoken out of term. It is up to 'you' to decide proper punishment, and I will respect your decision." Weilan was being very snide with his choice of words for his last comment. He wasn't sure what kind of reaction he was trying get out of James, but he would definately find out soon enough.

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James allowed himself to be pushed back by Weilan. His facial expression clearly showing his distaste for it but he listened to what the boy had to say anyway. He took the first comment in stride but the second one seemed to strike a nerve, the sassiness of it. James' raised a brow of his own, well versed in Weilan's bag of tricks, he knew the boy was after something; perhaps a certain reaction. James raised a hand to lightly tap Weilan's cheek, a look that balanced between disapproving and amused on his own face. His tone copied his look as he leaned forward again and spoke between placing light kisses and nips along Weilan's neck, they got harder as he went. "If you will respect any decision I make, then you'll let me have you and leave dealing with Tristan to me."

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Weilan jerked his head slightly to the side when James hand lifted his hand up to his face. He thought for sure he was going to get slapped for his cheekiness, but was surprised when James only lightly tapped the side of his face, and then resumed kissing his neck. Weilan had tilted his head to the side to give James better access, enjoying the kisses and love nips, his breathing becoming slightly shallower each time James bit down harder. "I have...already dealt with...Tristan in my own...way." Weilan managed to say between breaths, "So, any...further dealings with...him...would fall to you." After he was finished speaking, he pushed James away, only to pull him back in for a hungry kiss.

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James noted the flinch on Weilan's part when he lifted a hand to tap his cheek. The boy had been right to feel that way, James did have the urge to slap Weilan silly for his cheekiness, no matter how happy he was to have the boy back to his old self, but at the current moment the part that wanted the boy was far greater then the part that wanted to slap him. "You must learn to behave and mind your mannors.." James murmured against Weilan's neck in reply to his words and before the boy had pulled him in for a hungry kiss.

James' hand moved to the back of the boy's head applying gentle pleassure into the kiss. He forced Weilan's lips apart to explore his mouth. His hand then slid lower and, joined with his other, he slid them below Weilan's rear and picked him up to slid him comfortably into James' own lap.

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Weilan hadn't wanted James so much as he wanted him right at this very moment. As James lifted Weilan into his lap, he leaned forward into James causing James to lean backwards almost knocking him over. Weilan broke this kiss, to catch his breath, and looked at James sheepishly. "Sorry." he said lightly, and chewed on his bottem lip.

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James laughed lightly as Weilan's enthusiasm, having almost knocking the pair backwards with his antics. He couldn't deny how excited it made him to know that Weilan wanted it just as badly, if not more, then James did. Sliding his hands down Weilan's back, James slowly moved his hands up to boy's rear and hoisted him into his arms. "Perhaps we should take this else where.." he said lightly and stood with the boy in his arms. He listened to Weilan pant lightly as he carried him into his bedroom portion of his chambers.

James sat the boy down on the bed and wasted precious little time peeling the shirt from his body. He tossed it aside and climbed on to the bed to loom over the younger demon for a moment, his body covering half of the other's own. He swept down and claimed Weilan's lips once more, fitting his hips to the boy's and grinding gently against them.

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Weilan smiled slightly as James laughed. He seemed to be staring at he man as James slid his hands down Weilans back and hoisted him up into his arms effortlessly. Weilan only nodded in response to James as he carried him into the bedroom portion of his chambers and laid him on the bed. He watched as James removed his shirt and tossed it aside, leaning up to meet his masters lips with eargerness, as James started grinding his hips against Weilan's own. Weilan growled in his thoat as his hands made there way to James hips and pulled then down to give more pressure to their groins. He was giving into the blood lust, and loving every second of it.

Weilan broke the kiss suddenly and pushed James away. He sat up and quickly pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it away, and pulled James back to him for an eager kiss. Weilan wrapped his left arm around James waist and wound his fingers of his right hand in James hair and tugged it playfully. Breaking the kiss once again, this time for air, he looked into James eyes with his own that were completely back, and smiled seductively.

("Let's make you a man." Weilan said with a new bound eagerness. XD)

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James' panted for breath, dragging it in droves into his oxygen starved lungs, and despite this he hadn't wanted to break for breath. The eagerness shared between the two was like nothing either had experienced since Weilan's arrival months ago and they were eating it up. Butterscotch eyes met the pure onyx of blood lust filled ones of Weilan's own and the seductive smile that matched it. The smile look caused a shiver to run the length of the elder demon's spine.

James' eyes dragged down the boy's body and drank in what it had to offer as eye candy. His head dipped in the direction his hair was being tugged on playfully, a low growl issuing from deep within his well toned chest. The butterscotch slowly thinned out to form just the outter line of color around black dilated pupils, though not from blood lust but pure lust alone. His tanned hands reached for the red head's hips, fingers sliding into the waist band and pulling them down enough to reveal sharp hip bones and the beginning lines of the groin area. He continued to tug them down at a suddenly leisurely pace as he kept eye contact with Weilan.



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Weilan kept his eyes on James' own, but the smile slipped away and his face became more serious as he ****ed an eye brow. With a voice deeper then usual Weilan said, "Aren't we a bit pass teasing..." releasing his hold on James and then propping himself up on his elbows, "Master?" The smile didn't return but the seductiveness in his tone was very apparent. Pushing himself up more so that he was almost sitting up straight, he was face to face with James. Very slowly he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss on James' lips. As he pulled back about an inch or so, he kept his onyx orbs glued to to slight butterscotch ones. "See two can play at that game..." the smile returned, "Princess."



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James watched the smile slip away as his ears were filled with the more serious and darker toned voice of Weilan. He found the seductive side of it easily however and let the rest slide. It wasn't about teasing and certainly they were past that part. It was about seeing things from a new persepective and taking it slowly in that sense; and perhaps a bit of teasing if it was looked for specifically. The elder demon's hands didn't falter or move from their position as Weilan leaned up and slowly placed a chaste kiss to James' lips. He smirked softly, eyes dilated a little bit more to let the black engulf the gold.

Keeping his eyes matched against his slave's own, the demon Prince kept quiet about the slight tease Weilan was attempting or any other thoughts. Raising the boy's hips up James' slid the pants down the rest of the way, removing the shoes and socks along the way and left Weilan naked beneath him. He gripped the boy's hips once more and reversed their positions to place the red head on top of him. The button and zipper to his own pants were undone though they sat right on his own hips despite this, they seemed to be begging to be taken off, tented a bit with James' arousal.

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(OOC) My goodness! O.O; We're toally writting some hard core detailed porn here... Bahahaha! XD

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(OOC) My goodness! O.O; We're toally writting some hard core detailed porn here... Bahahaha! XD



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With Weilan now strattled over James, the red heads smile seemed to widen. Leaning down towards his master Welian offered his neck as his hands ever so gently slid down to the hem line of James' pants. With his hair hanging in his face he chewed on his bottem lip in antici...pation for James next move.

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James put hard lips to Weilan's exposed neck and nipped at gently with teeth and lips a like. This was lust addled submission if ever he saw any because Weilan wasn't the type to do such things so carelessly. He wasn't about to argue the point when it was benefitting both of them at the moment. His hips arched a little as hands moved down the hem line of his pants. A soft keening sound escaped from between parted lips and then a growl when he realized he was making such noises.

The low rumble would cause vibrations against the soft flesh of the red head's neck. His mouth moved up and found the earlobe innocently there. Pointed little teeth nibbled gently at it and then his tonge lapped at it, warm breath breaking against the shell of it. There was a soft smirk on his lips and then his hands grabbed for his slave's own and moved them to the prize. After all it had been Weilan who mentioned they were passed being coy and playing games.


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Weilan closed his eyes and breathed out steadily as James nipped at his neck, which he had offered. He couldn't help by smile when James made a nosie that was not very becoming of a person of his stature. He was about to make a snide remark about it when James moved to his earlobe. Weilan took in a sharp breath and became eerily still, if he turned into a giant puddle of goo at this very moment James would never let him live it down. His face was flushed, but still hidden behind his red locks. All the while Jamed had moved Weilans own hands to to his groin. Trying to gain back some composure, Weilan used his hands to feel, without really feeling, where his hand hand been placed. 'I wonder...' he thought to himself as he tried to get a look at James' face without revealing his own, 'if he caught that.'

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James was enjoying the taste because everything about Weilan was spicy in it's own way, his attitude and the way to moved and the way he spoke but the Demon Prince loved his taste best. He groaned quietly into Weilan's ear as his hands moved against his groin when being placed there. He was unaware of the readied smart ass remark being swallowed back in favor of freezing up.

It had to be too bad for Weilan that James was intuned to the boy and had been for a while. The boy was safe and cared for here and that meant being aware of any sudden changes and aside from that having the red head be still for a moment but just simply shocking in itself. James chuckled softly, breathily, and worried the earlobe between his teeth again before releasing it finally. He pulled back and watched for the reaction carefully this time. He already knew he had found the 'spot' and now Weilan was carefully hiding from him. James was amused to say the least.

He studied the red haired boy considering if he should move his hair back and kiss the blushing face but his hands moved from Weilan's hips and down over his ass to grope it gently. "Are you ready for me?" he asked in that low, husky tone.



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Upon hearing James chuckle, Weilan knew that James had indeed caught his little freeze up. His face flushed again, more because he felt embarassed even though he knew there was no need to be. While debating on wether or not to say something to James, James nibbled his earlobe again causing Weilan to simi melt over him. As James moved his hands down to caress the red heads bottem, he pushed himself up slightly so he was face to face with him. His eyes, now a clear crystal ice blue, were looking back into the once gold but now black engulfed ones.

His face was still flushed, but no other sign of emotion was apparent on it as he stared at the Demon Prince. He tilted his head slightly to the left as if trying to comprehend what James had just asked him when he coc ked and eyebrow and smirked. Weilan closed his eyes and sat up straight running his hands, palms down, up James' stomach to his chest. When he opened his eyes again, the were pure black orbs. The smirk never left his face, and as he leaned done and placed a chaste kiss on James' forehead, nose, then lips he asked, "Are you?"

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Blushing again. The warmth seemed to radiate through out the smaller red head's body, the shaggy bangs still hanging in front of his face but the truth was out in the open now and he was aware of it, they both were. With his hands still resting on his slave's rear James smirked with entirely too much teeth to be entirely friendly and with good intentions when Weilan's face finally surfaced from his hair.

Onyx orbs stared into crystal clear blue finding them as beautiful as before but knowing full well what they hid behind them always. Surely Weilan was playing the part of an obediant slave because he wanted this just as much as James did but there would be transgressions later, in the near future he was sure of this and looking forward to it. Some times punishments could be just as much fun if they lead to other things. ( ;D) But the narrator was completely digressing.

Hands unwound finger by finger to slowly move up the younger demon's sides and tweak the left nipple of his chest into hardness as the body owning it straightened over James' own. His eyeslids lowered into a half lidded come-hither look as kisses were rained down on his face. Peering up through the lashes he shook his head just a little. "Not yet.." James leaned up and licked at the side of his neck and up to the opposite earlobe to give it the same treatment as the other. At the same time his hands were on the move again to find Weilan's hips and shift him off of the Demon Prince and to the side.

Tonight James had found Weilan's spot but the red haired slave managed to drag unbecoming noises out of the Prince and it seemed to be anyone's game currently, the scale balanced evenly.

The elder Demon dragged his pants down his hips and tossed them over the bed's edge to join his slave in pure nudity. He found Weilan's hips and lifted the boy back over him to straddle his waist and without anything to stand between them the meaning would become quite clear. He shifted Weilan back and bucked up to get some sort of friction started. A groan escaped his lips.

"Weilan.." it was a breathy, perhaps needy begging tone but he would never admit it later.



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Weilan allowed himself to be moved to the side of James' as the demon prince seized his other earlobe. Weilan was having a hard time steadying his breathing, keep his composure, and not tearing into James. The boy purred and growled at the same time as James removed his own pants and then moved him back ontop.

Once again Weilan was strattled back over the now also naked man. As James bucked agaisnt him, Weilan let out his own little whimper, his already hard member bobbing a bit as he did so. Placing his hands on James' chest to give himself balance, he slowly started to grind on top of him. He could feel James' already hard member under him. Hearing his name the way James had said it was so alluring, but he had his own needs in mind. "Not yet..." he managed to say in a raspy tone, chewing on his bottem lip almost to the point of agony. A few seconds later he managed a "Please..." but it was so softly said, he wasn't sure if James heard it or if he even understood what he meant in the first place.

"Please James!" he managed in a more urgent tone, knowing that calling his master by his name name and not his title would cause the Demon prince to spring into some kind of action. Weilan was practically begging James to enter him as he leaned over him, breath uneven, starring into his eyes. "Please..." was all he could manage anymore.



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Recalling the purring and growling from the younger demon it was on the top of James' list to use it against him now or later..perhaps both if he felt up to it. It would take a quick back seat when the whimper caught his attention from the light buck. That had been nothing compared to what he wanted to do and it surely seemed like Weilan was on board as the smaller man moved his hands to James' chest and got his balance. The slight bobbing below his waist caught the Prince's attention out of the corner of his eye and glanced down. A hand moved to the member and ran feather light touches along the under side of it, flicking lightly at the tip, essentially playing with it to elicit annoyed and lust filled actions out of Weilan or even noises, he wasn't going to be too picky.

Lust was reigning over James but he managed to put his own on hold or at least control when the soft pleas escaped the red haired boy followed closely with James' name. It was a well known fact that behind closed doors the Prince's name was allowed to be used openly, had they been in public it would have been another story. Just as James' had been playing Weilan's body, Weilan was playing James' mind but he was aware of it. Both hands moved to down to the boy's hips and lifted him up this time when he shifted him back. At this point the elder demon's manhood was solid and dripping a bit with want.

Weilan wasn't the only one with wants in mind and right now James wanted to the take thought of Weilan riding him out of his head and make it a reality. The boy was putty in his hands, begging for it, and once more it benefitted both of them. Pushing the boy back enough to be positioned right over top of him, James' hands moved to the boy's inner thighs and parted them as wide as they would go comfortably and then lined himself up and began to sink in to his opening, hands back on the red head's hips to help guide.

"If you want this so badly, slave " - the word was said a octave lower and huskier to show that James had caught on to the game and the involvement of his name- "then you're going to have to work for it."


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Weilan's body twitched as soft finger tip stokes ran along the under neath part of his shaft. No noise came from him though, and he tried to force his breathing to steady. He was trying really hard to gain his composure because this was a game of cat and mouse, and he didn't want to lose. As James lifted him up and pushed him slightly back, lining him up, Weilan bit down hard on his lower lip puncturing it. With his eyes closed and a smirk on his face, he brought his right hand up to his bleeding lip and smeared the blood across his mouth.

While James had parted Weilan's inner thighs, and was now guiding him down ontop of himslef, Weilan had bent over the demon prince bringing his mouth right over Jame's own. His right hand, which had blood smeared on it made it's to tangle in James hair and his laft hand remained on his chest. "You bet I will." Weilan replied in a lustful tone, his eyes now took on a differnt color. They remained black, but his crystal ice blue Irus' had come black. It was a mixture of blood lust and sexual desiree that brought this side of him out to play, which he's only done once before with a previous Master.

Weilan licked his lips and pressed his mouth hard against James' own as he forced himself to take in all of James. Once he fully enveloped James' very hard and somewhat throbbing member, he broke the kiss and looked right into James face with no fear or any kind of worry for any consequences he might recieve later and asked, "Are you going to scome out and play?" It was more of a taunting demanding tone. Weilan chewed on his lip some more, the taste of his own blood completely turning him on. He knew what blood did to his own kind, and he was not about to let James think he was pulling all the shots.



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With heightened James could hear everything down to the way Weilan's blood was singing in his veins, absolutely thrilled at having the game of cat and mouse continue. James had to admit that he was as well and was sure Weilan knew this. Things were progressing fairly well between them and James was feeling greedy about it. He had been wanting Weilan for a while now but for obvious reasons he couldn't. He didn't have long to think about it when the younger demon retorted.

Those once butterscotch orbs moved to the boy's face as his teeth sunk into the soft flesh of his lower lip and let the blood flow from it. It had been no accident and it wasn't as amusing as it was a vicious move, a move meant to get just exactly what Weilan wanted. The pieces of the puzzle were coming together slowly in James' lust addled brain. He watched as the blood was smeared over the smirking lips. The Prince released a low growl of warning. Both knew full well the effect of blood had on their kind.

When the boy's eyelids fluttered open again the eye itself had changed it's colors. The ice blue mingled with the black and that was such an odd combination for a demon as far as James knew. Usually the color was either one solid or the other, never both. He wondered if there was something more to Weilan than met the eye at first glance, perhaps more than a demon. He'd have to look into that later. Fingers clutched at the bony hips tighter when that blood smeared mouth leaned in so close to his own.

The hand threading through his locks and clutching tightly at them in turn made James' see Weilan in a different light just then, a dominant light which in itself was as odd as to actually see it. The black orbs blinked dumbfoundedly for a moment as though they forgot their place in the bed that belonged to them, the Master of the slave controlling the moment, or the Prince of an entire circle of Hell. He had to pull it together and quick!

James' eyebrows narrowed and he leaned in his head in the direction of the hair to keep it from causing undo pain or rather to keep it from showing Weilan he was getting to him even in the smallest measure. The second hand was keeping the boy up right and balanced against his chest still. With a guttural growl the hand clutching the boy's hips held impossibly tightly as though to prove a point and his hips snapped up while the hands pushed Weilan's hips down making their bodies' meeting a harsh one.

Weilan seemed to accommodate him well while forcing his thinner body to take James' in without so much as a whine. The blood's scent and taste were mixing and fueling the part of him that literally wanted to pound Weilan in to the mattress and he knew that's what the red head wanted and therefore was the last thing on his mind to use as an option. James met Weilan's eyes as he taunted him. Blood was smeared across his own mouth from the kiss which was messy in itself. He leaned up and licked at one side of Weilan's face now, head straining against the fist of hair and ignoring whatever pain it may cause.

His hands retained their tight grip and pulled Weilan's body up then slammed it back down, hips snapped up at the same time like their initial meet only in a slower, agonizingly slower fashion. He gave a soft grunt in response to the thrust. The boy felt impossibly tight to him tonight. When he finished licking one side he moved across the red head's lips, nipping and sucking at the puncture wound there, a fang slipping in and opening it further to allow blood to drip down his chin lazily.

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Weilan couldn't help but smile as he saw the frustration on James' face. He could tell that what he had done had awaken him, but he was was fighting hard, trying not to give into it. As James pulled against Weilan's grip that he had on his hair and licked the side of the red heads face, Weilan smiled and his eyes flutter shut. "You can play..." he retorted as James growled and griping his hips tighter, thrust upwards. Weilan's breath caught, and upon releasing it, it came with a airy kind of laugh.

As James moved towards Weilan's mouth, who's eyes now open, he in turned moved towards James loosening his grip on his hair. As James' nipped and sucked on the wound that Weilan had already made, he tried to remain perfectly still, proving he still new his place, but he really just wanted to mash his face with James. Weilan started to shake slightly as James bit into his lip, causing the blood to flow more freely. In light of everything, there was a reason he never let this side of him out. It was straining on his body and hard to keep control for long period of time, but he wasn't about to give in now.

Weilan let out a growl out that started from his abdomen and made it's way to his throat. He nipped back lightly at James' own lip, wondering if he would share as Weilan was. His eye's, now with a more knowing look in them that he was asking for something that was not his place to ask, searched James' own for an answer.

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