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Post by maion on Jun 7, 2008 23:12:17 GMT -5
The angel sat in the rain fall of the showers. Water beaded on his skin, and rolled off again, to join the rest of the drops in the drain. His dark blue eyes stared unseeingly forwards. They called him Maion...but that was not his name. Not now. That was one of them...yes, but there were three of them, and currently, he was Blue. They called Maion White...but everyone else called him Maion or experiment L69. Blue sighed, he was just L sixty-nine-dash-one. Nothing special, just an added tangent...
The water was growing cold, but he didn't care. His white skin gleamed in the half-light of the showers. His hair gleamed iridescently, although it was plastered to the sides of his head and face. His wings, feathers blue at the bases and red at the tips of the very last fringe of feathers held millions of drops of water that beaded up on their water proof sleekness.
But, the beauty was lost on Blue, he never found their body attractive. He was fat... Well, not fat fat...but fat regardless. His arms were flabby and his stomach was round and stuck out slightly. Not like some of the angels...or even the demons. They had slender, sleek, powerful bodies.
The angel sighed deeply. "There's no point to any of it." He whispered to himself, lifting a hand with exaggerated weakness and waved it. Some of the water formed into a perfect sphere in his up turned palm.
"No point at all."
The angel slumped back against the tiled wall and reached up, turning the heat up. Steam rose from the fresh running water, scorching his perfect, unmarked skin pink. "Why am I even here? I'm just a tangent of a preexisting experiment." He wasn't even his own person. He didn't even have his own body. In fact, he shared a host body with a host personality along with himself and another personality. It wasn't fair. He crossed his arms and pouted, then started crying silently. Other than the small shakes of his shoulders, there was no way to tell he was crying, his tears mixing perfectly with the shower water.
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Post by Jareth on Jun 8, 2008 10:31:30 GMT -5
The demon known as Jareth walked through the doors of the shower hall and into the steamy, surprisingly quiet male shower room. Normally Jareth made a point of avoiding water - like a cat, he just hated the liquid - But after getting caught in the middle of a large food fight in the dinning hall there where more disgusting things than water smeared through his hair.
He stripped down easily, throwing his dirty clothing on the floor and pulled the curtain behind him. After a few steadying breaths, the demon turned on the water, jumping slightly as it hit his skin . The water was freezing cold, and after a while of fiddling with the tape, he found that there was no way the water in his shower would get any warmer. Someone must be using all the hot watter near by. After running his hand through his hair a few time to get the worst of today's meal out of it, the demon, unclothed, turned off the water, stepped out of his stall and made his way down the rows of stalls to find the culprit.
A few stalls down, the demon did find someone who was bathing in the warm water. Someone he'd never met. Someone he'd only ever heard about....
"Well well well," the demon cooed, "if it isn't the resident angel!" he leaned himself up against the side of the stall, " A piece of virtuous power wrapped up in my favourite material: A human body."
He stepped in under the warm water placing himself between his pray and the exit, " What's a beautiful Object like yourself doing crying in a place like this?" He pushed himself in closer, giving his wet hair a flip out of his eyes, " Wet and naked? You're making this too easy for me..."
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Post by maion on Jun 8, 2008 11:03:53 GMT -5
"If you've noticed, I don't like I have enough of the parts to qualify as naked." The angel responded bitterly. No nipples, no belly button and as atomically unequipped as a Ken doll. Normally, Maion would have gotten up and defended himself. He wasn't easy! But this was Blue and he didn't care what the demon thought. "Too easy?" He asked softly, his wide, blue, innocent eyes looking up at the demon through the warm water. He could make it way easier.
"I'm Blue." He said softly, standing up, "But you probably don't want to know my name anyway. I've heard about you though." He whispered, looking over the demon with his sleek, powerful form. Blue sighed. He wasn't created to look like that.
"Your Jareth."
Blue moved slightly closer to the demon. He wasn't particularly drawn to him, but he was supposed to be the opposition force, but he didn't feel that way. He just felt sad. He wrapped an arm unfeelingly around Jareth and pressed himself into him. "I can make it easier if you like." He muttered in that same, dark, cold tone. It was like the bottom of the ocean. "But that wouldn't be fun would it." Before Jareth could react, the angel had already pulled away and sunk back down to his spot under the spray of the rapidly cooling water. "You're just lying, you aren't interested in me anyway."
Blue looked up at Jareth with wide puppy eyes and sighed deeply. "Whaddya want anyway?" He slurred, crossing his arms over his chest, which suddenly seemed too bare. He felt exposed under the demon's gaze. He was starting to get anxious.
In the back of his mind, he could hear Red acting up. This isn't right! This isn't right! Two people naked in a bathroom! This could go very very wrong! Not to mention germs! Red screamed at him, but he wouldn't let go of his grip on the steering wheel that easily. "It's my turn Red!" He snapped to himself, quietly enough that the water drowned out his voice. But you have to do something! This isn't right! I don't want to do anything. Blue thought back. He could hear Maion in the background complaining about a headache. But he wouldn't give up the controls so easily! He liked feeling the water, the suffering with the body. It was different when you were just one of the voices.
"So, whaddisit?"
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Post by Jareth on Jun 8, 2008 14:32:29 GMT -5
The demon threw his head back and cackled, " Neither do I!" He motioned with his hand toward his genderless figure, " That doesn't mean we can't have any fun though."
He stepped into the warm water, placing his arm against the wall to loom down over the angel, "Blue?" the demon raised an eyebrow, "Oohhh, That's right." He bent down slightly and grabbed the angel's chin with his thumb and forefinger, bringing his head up to look at him, " there's more than one of you in that pretty little head of yours isn't there." He cocked his head, a gentle smile played around his lips, " I've heard the rumors. There's three of you in there. Blue...." he purred, " That makes you the water manipulator. The depressed one, correct?"
"I've heard about you," the demon smiled, " You're Jareth."
The demon gave a slight bow, " Guilty as charged. I'm surprised that my name has reached your ears. I doubt I've done anything to deserve your acknowledgment."
The angel wrapped an arm around the demon and pulled him closer. The demon gained nothing from the action besides a smug look of satisfaction."I can make it easier if you like." The creature muttered sadly, "But that wouldn't be fun would it."And then he was gone, pulled back under the stream of running water, "You're just lying, you aren't interested in me anyway."
The demon sighed, " Quiet right. I must say, out of all your sides, you must be the most uninteresting. But You are an angel none the less. I can't help but be drawn to you." he leaned up against a nearby wall. He reached out and grabbed s lock of the angel's hair, twirling it through his fingers, " Such devil cruelty," The devil cooed. He slid himself down beside the angel," A vulnerable sheep like yourself, let loose in a world of men and devils, yet forbidden to...." he smirked seductively, " Well, you know..." He pulled himself into the lap of the angel, pressing his right hand against the angels pelvis.
" What do I want?" He purred, "I want your power. I want you."
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Post by maion on Jun 8, 2008 15:48:22 GMT -5
"I'm blue. And I live in a blue world, where everything is just blue, like me...like you." He half-sang half whispered to the demon, who was smiling in an unnerving fashion. Every word was carefully listened to, carefully dissected and sorted into his mind. He wasn't uninteresting... Was he? He thought about it, and he guess he agreed with the demon, but it wasn't his fault! He had been designed that way.
A fresh flood of tears gushed down his face as the demon straddled him. "I don't want anything you can offer." Was the cold reply and the angel pushed Jareth off his lap, onto the hard tiles. "I do believe that was a rather inappropriate move on your part." Blue told him sternly. "I don't like it." Or had he? He wasn't quiet sure, no one had ever exactly treated him that way before. Ever. The scientists were cold and uncaring. That Hart fellow was the only to display any...Haha, excuse the pun, heart. A dark flush broke out over his cheeks, for a reason he couldn't define. "You shouldn't really touch people there on a first meeting...or at least, that's what I think."
Blue shifted uncomfortably. He was having trouble staying in control, Red was screaming at him and Maion was now also yelling. Both of them, in his mind, were standing on either side of him, trying to jerk the steering wheel out of his arms. They were gaining control.
"SCREW YOU!" A voice screamed at Jareth, it wasn't the low rumble of Blue, but a high, manic of red. "Red, piss off!" Blue muttered, now the two were fighting. The control of the body being switched back and worth. Red didn't like what was going on. Maion and Red over powered the Depressed and the angel blinked, his eyes swirling into red.
"What nerve you've got!"
The angel grabbed the demon by the throat and slammed him up against the wall. "To touch our body where your hands have... not just your hands, but anyone's hands have NO right to be! You're disgusting! A baser animal... letting your instincts run the show?!?" He shouted into the demon's face. "You have to control your demon, even you, Jareth, could be a clean soul if you tried." Red loosened his grip and dropped his hand, but did not move from his place inches from the Demon. "Nice to meet you Jareth, I'm Red." He said, cracking his knuckles and the wrung his hands. He lowered his hands to the sides, but they kept flicking nervously at his sides like he was bursting with energy. "I have some energy to burn, are you going to help me?" He asked, raising his fists and expanding his wings.
"Come on! Put your fists up, you mangy mutt!" Red shouted, grinning madly. He had a right to defend himself, the demon had been sexually assaulting him. Red, let me handle this.. Maion said from the back of his mind, for the moment Red payed him no heed. Blue only sighed, wishing he had gotten more time out.
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Post by Jareth on Jun 14, 2008 9:54:36 GMT -5
the demon smirked as the angel had an obvious fight between powers. How horrible it must be to have to share a body with two other people.... even if they were, technically, yourself. But soon the fight was over, and the angel's eyes became a violent red. Jareth had guess who was in control at the moment.
"What nerve you've got!" The angel screamed.
"Hello there Red." The demon chuckled, " I must say, I can already believe you'll be more fun than your predecessor." The demon moved in toward the angel, only to be thrown up against the wall. The demon scowled down at the angel, digging his claws into the flesh of his hand, " I dare say that was quite Rude on your part."
"To touch our body where your hands have... not just your hands, but anyone's hands have NO right to be! You're disgusting! A baser animal... letting your instincts run the show?!?" Jareth tried to pull back from the angel, more out of disgust than fear, "You have to control your demon, even you, Jareth, could be a clean soul if you tried."
The demon sneered and threw the man's hand aside, "A clean soul?" He cackled, " Do you truly believe that? You're more of a Fuckin' idiot than I thought you would be." he leaned his head to the side, cracking his neck loudly, and rubbing his hand over his sore neck, " Where's the point in not listening to your animal instinct? It's gotten us through some tough times. Your gut says somethings wrong, somethings wrong. If you want something, why not take it?" The demon took a step closer to the angel, " As long as you know of the consequences and are willing to except them, why not do as you please?"
He rolled his eyes as the angel put up his fists and motioned to fight the demon, " Oh please! You really feel you could beat me?" With a move as quick as lightning, the demon had grabbed the angel's hands and pinned him to the shower wall, hands up above his head. The demon slipped bother the angel's hands into one of his, using the now free hand to trace circles down the angel's abdomen, " Now..." he purred, pressing his knee in-between his legs, up against where the angel's reproductive organs should have been, " This isn't that bad, is it?"
The warm water beaded on the demon's skin, dripping down his back, pouring off his face and down onto that of the angel's, " Are you still so against following one's inner beast?" he leaned in, nibbling on the angel's ear, " Still want to fight me?"
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Post by maion on Jun 14, 2008 23:01:55 GMT -5
Red thrashed again the demon, trying to pull his hands free. "I could beat you if you played fair!" He spat, bucking his hips, trying to throw Jareth off of him. A thigh was pressed against his pelvis and Red spat in Jareth's face. "You pig!" He hissed clenching his fists.
"It IS bad... I don't want this. This is rape." Red said, slowly his vision started going red and he couldn't think. Jareth bit down on his ear and he lost it. With a strong flap of his wings, he propelled himself forwards, knocking Jareth into the far wall. He raised a fist, ready to slam it into Jareth's face. But slowly, he lowered his hand and took a deep breath. Violence didn't solve anything, right? Red snapped his hand across Jareth's cheek. "You sick...twisted..." He seethed and pushed himself off the wall. He sneered at the demon. "I HATE YOU!" He screamed, wings opening to their full wing span. The walls caught his wing tips.
"I HATE YOU! YOU SICK BASTARD! YOU TRIED TO RAPE ME!"
That is...if he had the parts...But Maion took advantage of Red's rage and managed to knock the steering wheel out of his hands, hop into the front seat and convince Blue to pull him back. The angel blinked, eyes know a dull grey.
"I'm so sorry about that..." He said, blushing slightly. "They get a little out of control sometimes..." The angel walked back up to Jareth. "They mean well though, and I can't exactly blame Red on his approach, but it isn't proper."
"You may not tame your baser instincts... But I do, and you have no right to impose your sexual desire on me." He said softly, quietly...but full of a dark violence. "You practice your life style, and I'll practice mine. I don't preach to you, so don't force your will on me." Maion said calmly and then smiled. "Good luck swaying an Angel by the way. Don't you know that good always wins?" He chuckled. The angel turned off the water and flapped his wings, or at least as well as he could in the small space, spraying Jareth with fine, cold water droplets.
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Post by Jareth on Jul 3, 2008 18:00:33 GMT -5
"Play fair?" He threw his head back and cackled, ' How's that fun?" He leaned in closer to the angel, ' Where will playing fair get me?"
Suddenly, he was pushed back, thrown against the opposite wall, by the sudden burst of strength the angel let loose. The angel slapped him across the face. The demon's eyes narrowed, "I HATE YOU! YOU SICK BASTARD! YOU TRIED TO RAPE ME!"
"I doubt what i did is considered rape..." the demon hissed, holding himself back from attacking the angel. For what he wanted from him, he needed to be alive.
The angel's eyes cooled down to a soft gray and his wings steadily became less ridged. Someone else was taking over. He wondered briefly if the doctor would have a way to make this character's character changes less frequent.
"I'm so sorry about that..." the angel, Maion, blushed, "They get a little out of control sometimes..." He made his way back over to Jareth, who was not in the least bit amused, and was still quiet heated about being hit in the face, "They mean well though, and I can't exactly blame Red on his approach, but it isn't proper."
"Isn't proper?" The demon hissed, " I dare say that by the way you have treated me, and the way you have cursed so profoundly, that you are not one to be making judgments on what is proper or not."
After the water was turned off, Jareth shook his head free of any remaining droplets, slicked his hair back and made his way after the angel.
"Good may always win..." The demon purred as he made his way up to the angel's side and wrapped his arm round his waist and pulled him in closer, " But evil has more fun... Besides," he drawled," I highly doubt that such...sexual desires are not felt by those in your situation as well as my own."
The demon leaned in a ran his smooth tongue up the angel's neck, " After all...." He nipped the angel's ear before pulling away, wary of an on coming slap, " You are in a human body... A creature known for its weakness to temptation..."
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Post by maion on Jul 4, 2008 13:54:54 GMT -5
Maion gasped loudly as the Demon trailed his tongue up his neck. He hadn't meant to, he just did. The feeling was like nothing he had felt before. It irked something in him that he wasn't sure he was supposed to feel. At least, he wasn't supposed to feel it as an angel, but right now he WAS in a human body. "Yes, but it's still possible to beat temptation." He said slowly, turning to face Jareth again. He didn't trust him where he could see him.
"What are you playing at?" Maion asked, eying the demon. He circled around to he could lean up on the cold tiles. His skin was nearly as white and completely unmarked. He ran a hand through his hair, trying to get the water out. "I don't feel sexual desire." He said softly, with a slight smile. "I don't exactly have the parts for it." yet He neglected to add on to the end. He had already been selected by the doctors to be turned completely. Reproductive organs and all. There was still the debate of male or female though, seeing as Angel's didn't have genders. He was leaning towards female, he already had the curves for it, but that made him dread the demon more. What if he found out?
"So what's the point of feeling desire if it can't be satisfied? And even if it could be, I wouldn't, because it's not right." He said, half-smiling at Jareth. "It's not my fault your a horny bastard, but taking things out on me, it isn't going to help anything."
Maion pushed himself off the wall and left the shower stall. He grabbed a big white towel and started to dry himself off. The towel was sort of scratchy and he took his time. He glanced back at Jareth cautiously and then ignored him as he worked the towel over his shoulders. By the time he was drying off his feet, he had nearly forgotten that Jareth was there and started singing a small jolly tune in Latin.
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Post by Jareth on Jul 5, 2008 9:01:53 GMT -5
Jareth giggled at the angel's gasp, " Ooohhhh! Did I hit something there?" He trailed his fingers up the angel's back hoping to get an other response.
"What are you playing at?"
Jareth's face played signs of shock. he placed a sharply clawed hand delicately to his chest, " Me?" I want you to fall, a voice in his mind said, but Jareth just smiled, " Just making friends is all! i know how gooood it feels..." The demon drawled out the word in a half moan, "...And just wanted to share the pleasure..."
"It's not my fault your a horny bastard,"
Jareth cackled, " Honey Bastard? Where on Earth did you learn such a word?" The demon rested his head in his hand and looked the angel over, "Nooo...." He cooed. He watched the angel being to dry off. He was so divinely sculpted, so purely formed, the demon briefly wondered why the doctor hadn't made this being his toy instead of him. Something about the creature attracted the demon. Only a moment ago they had first met, and now the demon wanted him all for himself. Forever to be his object.
The angel bent down in front of the demon, his back turned to him, and began drying his lower legs. The demon moaned and slid over to the creature, wrapping himself around the angel, whispering right in his ear,"If you don't want what I offer, then why tease me so?"
Jareth kicked the angel's feet out from under him, knocking him to the ground and landing on top of him. He ran his tongue back over the area he knew he could get a moan from. He held the angel's arms up over his head in one strong hand, and his legs apart with his own. His free hand ran down the length of the angel's abdomen, " Honestly, you are a worse temptress than I..." He ran his hand across the angel's hips and down between his legs. With a grin, he cupped the creatures pelvis, squeezing gently, " Admit it." He ran his tongue down the angel's chest, stopping to trace it across his ribcage, " You like it. You may not like me..." His hand reached back up and netted itself in the angel's hair, dragging him up to stare right into the demon's eyes, " But that can change. I know twenty ways to have you screaming..." He nipped the angel's lip playfully, "For more and from pain..."
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Post by maion on Jul 5, 2008 11:25:25 GMT -5
"I wasn't teasing." Maion hissed through his clenched teeth. The others were fighting for control, but he was the best at keeping it. "I was JUST drying myself off, Jareth." He said angrily and trying to fight the Demon's grip, but then he tripped him, sending him to the floor. He tried to buck and twist and squirm, but it didn't make a difference from the way Jareth had him pinned. Panic flooded his system, turning his pupils to huge black circles in his eyes and sending goosebumps across his flawless skin.
"Jareth! Stop!" He demanded, but his voice lost all command when he whimpered. "I'm no temptress! I was just doing what I always do!" He cried, thrashing against Jareth, still with no result. "LET GO OF ME!"
Jareth's warm tongue down his chest made him lose all focus and when he cupped his hand against him a long, wavering whine came from the back of his throat without his consent. He was trying not to look at the demon, but a fist full of hair made him. "I don't like you. I don't like this. I hate you. I hate this. This is wrong." He said calmly and spat into Jareth's face. "You ought to bugger off, you fowl demon." He growled, glaring at Jareth. He didn't like this one bit. "This is sexual harassment." He stated, once again, trying to free his hands. He pushed up with all his might against the demon's strength and only managed to lift his hands a few inches before they were forced back to the hard floor.
Maion looked into the demon's golden eyes with his dull silver ones and was about to say something when he nipped his lip. "I will never scream for you. Not now, not in a million years. Not even if I had the parts."
"I will never scream for you, Jareth. And there's nothing you can do to make me." He challenged. Maybe he did like it...just a little, but that didn't mean he had to agree to get the Demon to continue, right?
"I won't scream and you can't make me."
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Post by Jareth on Jul 7, 2008 16:32:59 GMT -5
"Just drying yourself off?" The demon pressed himself in closer to the angel, "And you just happened to forget I was standing right behind you?Yah. Right." He readjusted his grip on the angel, making harder for him to escape, "I'm not letting go until I get what I want, Angel. Not this time."
He felt the angel struggle against him, shivered as he whined; It ignited his fire. Something deep inside him, something that he had been hiding, burst from its cage and grabbed hold of his mind. His eyes flickered a darker gold. He felt powerful, in control of the beautiful creature underneath him. He felt empowered.
He wiped the angel's spit from his face, " Feeling like a trapped animal are you?" A moaned lightly as the angel pressed hard up against him, " Try all you like, you're not escaping any time soon."
"I will never scream for you, Jareth. " The demon raised an eyebrow, "And there's nothing you can do to make me."
"A challenge?" the demon questioned, " Obviously you've no Idea who you're messing with." He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to the inside nape of the angel's neck, " I've ruined many a man stronger than you my poor friend." He licked his way up to the angel's ear, nipping lightly before whispering, " There are other ways than pressure to get one screaming..."
The demon bit down roughly on the angel's neck, braking the skin right under his ear. He sucked at the wound, blood dripping down his chin and tumbling to the tiled floor. With his free hand, he pressed down above the angel's pelvis, applying great pressure and sensation. A lash of the tongue, an other bite; The demon pulled away, the angel's flesh between his teeth. He craved to rip it from the creature figure, but tamed his desires by biting down hard again.
He pulled back, the angel's blood dripping down his face. He pulled his hand across his face, smearing the blood over his right cheek, and repositioned himself so that he was sitting on the angel's chest, " You taste wonderful." He purred, " Where to bite next I wonder?"
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Post by maion on Jul 8, 2008 15:16:51 GMT -5
"A challenge, perhaps." Maion grinned widely, showing off most of his teeth. He didn't like the demon, he didn't like him one bit. "I'm not an man. I'm an angel." He hissed softly, shivering as the demon's warm tongue trailed up his neck.
"There are other ways than pressure to get one screaming..."
"I didn't say there weren't, did I?" He asked.
Pain shot through his neck, all the way down to his toes, but he was too shocked to scream. He closed his eyes, riding the wave of pain that followed as JAreth bit down again. He opened his eyes, and they were swirling blue, red and grey. They didn't know what colour to stay on. He didn't know who he was. "Your sick." A trio of voices said from the same vocal chords, giving a weird robotic hint to his voice. "Clean your face, you pig."
"What right have you got?"
Each statement was said from a slightly different voice. The trio wasn't fighting anymore, but sharing.
Pain was still rippling through him. He couldn't concentrate. His body shuddered against Jareth and he bucked and twisted and managed to get one hand free. He grabbed the towel and wiped Jareth's face clean.
"Cleanliness is next to God." Blue said.
"Bite where ever you want!" Red cried.
"Jareth...please, why are you doing this?"
Maion's eyes settled back on grey. "What do you want from me?" He asked. "I'm not going to scream. I'm not going to want you. You might as well give up!" He said, trying to push the demon off him with his free hand, but he couldn't, not at that angle and not with how weak he was feeling from the bite. Instead, he pulled his fingers and touched his wound gingerly and pulled back his fingers. They were red and it really hurt. But he wasn't about to scream. Tears welled up in his eyes of the thought of new pain. He never felt pain as an angel. It...well, it hurt!
"Why don't you just bite yourself?" He snapped, eyes turning red, he bent quickly to the right and sunk his teeth into JAreth's arm. His warm blood filled Maion's mouth, making him gag and cough.
"Fuck you!"
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