With Verine's help, they moved Dark out of the tub and across one of the black couches. Sean expected Dark to wake up, but he didn't. Covering Dark with a blanket, Sean kissed his cheek, then hurriedly got dressed in some jeans and a white T-shirt. Following Verine to the lower part of the bus, he smiled when he saw a few of Verine's boys teasing Anti. Anti was clearly trying to ignore them, but his facial expression said otherwise. Verine's boys kept trying to slip a slip a sash on him that read 'fuck me, I'm Irish' but Anti kept scooting away or his tail threatened to lash at them. Natemare appeared to be the most amused by it and shamelessly encouraged the boys to keep messing with him. Sean looked to Verine wondering if he was concerned with them messing with Anti, but he didn't give them a second glance. So, he watched them for a bit longer. Anti didn't seem all that upset by it. Just annoyed. He didn't seem to like being the center of attention. When one of them managed to distract Anti with their sash, another finally managed to put it on him and cheered. Sean waited for Anti to unleash hell. Instead, Anti rolled his eyes and muttered a few cures in Gaelic. The boys bravely patted Anti's shoulders and nudged him with playful chuckles.

They weren't scared of him. Then as the boys looked away from him, Anti grabbed the sash like he was going to tear it off, but hesitated. Looking down at the words across it, Anti's expression seemed almost amused. Sliding off the couch, Natemare boldly moved closer to Anti. Resting his palms on either side of his legs before leaning in to whisper something into his ear. Whatever he said made Anti blush, before swatting Natemare in the balls with the back of his hands. Natemare dropped to the floor, cupping his crotch with a pained expression, drawing everyone's attention. Flashing him a grin with eyes that glinted green, Anti shoved Natemare to lay across the floor before leaning back in his seat to take a swig of whiskey with a laugh. The sight of it made Sean smile to himself. Anti was having fun despite himself, and it made him happy to see. He was just starting to wonder if he could get the other Septiceyes to accept him, when Verine tapped his shoulder and pointed out the windows. The sign for the realm of Pride coming into full view. Followed by the strange surprise of feeling like he was going home. Walking up to the windows, he smiled as he looked out upon Darkiplier's kingdom. Of all the realms, he couldn't bring himself to be scared of this one. Even with all the torment he witnessed among the citizens... he knew that scariest thing here... he was marrying.

Beside him, Verine asked in a low tone of voice. "Are you having second thoughts about this?" Taking a minute to think about it, Sean shook his head and told him honestly. "I know I should be. And if Dark wasn't the man he is, I would. But... I love Dark. I know what he'd do to make me happy and this... this is me doing the same for him." Verine smirked beside him, chuckling out. "It's a real shame I can't add you to my collection of boys. I'd have a lot of fun with you." Blushing, Sean sidestepped away from Verine as he chuckled out. "Well... as fun as that sounds. I think I prefer-" Sean stopped short when Verine leaned in over his shoulder to purr out wickedly. "Oh, I know what you like about him. You can't hide that desire from me." Verine's eyes glinted a soft gold, before he added as his tail swayed alluringly. "Just wait until you see what Dark has to wear. I just hope you're up to it, since he can't edge you worth a shit." Rolling his eyes, he mumbled out to Verine shyly. "I'm ready for this. Trust me." Verine licked his lips, before shrugging out. "Ready for Dark, I have no doubt. But ready to be see and hear the demons of his realm witnessing him binding himself to you. That I very much doubt."

Turning away from the windows, Sean asked in a mousy voice. "What will it be like? Do you know?" Verine rested his shoulder against a window, stating distantly as he looked out at the realm. "I'm lust. Of course, I know. If you like fucking Dark now. You'll love what he does to bind your soul to his. It's stronger than any empty mortal vows. It is contract sealed in blood by the universe. Even if you die and get reincarnated... you will be bound to him and him alone. You won't be able to love another. Your soul will search for his throughout time and space. It's powerful and as romantic as most of us demons get. But it can be a very lonely existence if your soul can't find him. Which is why your love must be strong enough to stand against time itself. If not... it can destroy you both." Sean gulped, while Verine continued softly. "The hardest part in this ceremony is dealing with the horny witnesses. For them, this is a treat. It's porn straight up. Gives them a break for torturing vessels or spending time with their favorite ones to torture them further. While reminding them of the power someone like Dark has over the whole domain. You could say they will feed off his... primal energy. It will encourage them to work harder and be... inspired. They respect him and fear him. They'll expect you to do the same. After all... they aren't there to see him bend to YOUR will."

Shifting uneasily, Sean barely managed to ask above a whisper. "No one told that part. How will I...? Dark won't expect me to...?" Verine's eyes turned back to his, his expression soft and sympathetic when he told him. "Relax. Just moan and say no a lot. That is usually enough for them. They'll want to fuck you and envy Dark for claiming you for himself. They are low I.Q. demons with little thought beyond primal thoughts and desires. Just keep them thinking Dark owns your ass and at home... do what you want with him. Demons like me and Dark... we have a lot of power and an army of brainless 'yes' men. But... what we lack is someone who can challenge us. Make us feel like we can let down our guard and mask for a while. Give that to us and you become priceless." Sean caught the way Verine's eyes drifted away from him toward his boys that were laughing and enjoying something Natemare had told them. Smiling, Sean warmly told him. "I think Dark and I share that. He's priceless to me." The sudden sound of rapid and heavy footfalls came thundering down the steps, causing everyone to go quiet with wide eyes. The tension in the room grew, even as Dark stumbled off the last two steps and straightened himself up.

He was dressed in his suit and panting heavily. He looked like he was going to say something but calmed down once he saw Sean. The relief so evident on his face, that Dark bent over to pant and breathe more slowly. Leaning over Sean's shoulder, Verine purred to him quietly. "Something tells me that you do. Go to him before he passes out." Making his way over to Dark, Sean ran his hands through Dark's loose sweaty hair, asking him with a warm smile. "Everything alright?" Straightening himself upright, Dark grabbed his arm and pulled him into a hug. Dark said nothing. He just hugged him close to his chest in an embrace that hinted that he was happy and keeping Sean safe. He could feel Dark's heart racing inhumanly fast, and his every breath came out in a shuddering exhale against his ear. Wrapping his arms around Dark, he rubbed his back to calm him. Dark was... scared. Kissing Dark's warm neck, Sean whispered to him. "I'm ok." For a minute Dark said nothing, then once his heartrate slowed enough that his breathing leveled out, he whispered to him. "I woke up and you were gone... I thought... Don't do that. At least... not right now. I..." Sean understood, lifting his hand to rub the back of Dark's neck and shoulders to loosen the muscles up.

As much as he loved seeing Dark jealous and protective of him... he didn't like seeing Dark this scared. He normally would have teased Dark to cheer him up, but seeing him this scared, he knew better. Dark was suffering. Losing him as much as he had, had left Dark restless and agonized over it. Coaxing Dark to back up against the wall by the steps, Sean leaned his weight against him and whispered so lovingly. "I'm sorry. Next time I'll stay with you. Ok?" Dark nodded, his arms tightening around him a bit more as he pressed his lips to his neck and just... stayed that way. The contact and deep inhales of his skin, calming him down faster. Even as Dark relaxed, he refused to let Sean back away from him. Keeping him safely nestled against his warm body. Sean didn't mind it. He liked how warm Dark was and feeling him so close was making his own anxieties fade away for now. When the bus pulled up in front of Dark's castle, Sean couldn't stop himself from feeling excited. He was happy to be home. It had felt like ages. While they exited the bus, Verine told Dark seriously. "We'll make sure that your demons did their job and got everything ready. You two... go rest a bit. We'll delay a bit if we have too. Just... get ready." Dark nodded, taking a hold of Sean's hand and leading him into the castle and up the steps to their room.

Sean bit his lower lips when they entered. The place had been cleaned and decorated with white banners that had images of a black bull's head with one red and one blue eye. Pulling away from Dark, Sean looked at the familiar large bed and sighed out. "Oh, I wanna fall asleep in that for a month..." Behind him, Dark chuckled and whispered into his ear. "I'll join you." They shared a chuckle, before Sean turned and asked him playfully. "Normally, humans get married than... have sex. If demons have sex first... what comes after?" Approaching him, Dark slid his hands around Sean's waist, whispering over his lips. "There is a feast. Then a bath... then... we'll see how we feel before bed." Sean chuckled, shaking his head. Lifting his chin, Dark brushed a thumb over Sean's lips before kissing him. The kiss was long and full of passion. It fueled the lusty fire back into his veins. He wanted more, but Dark stepped back from him reluctantly and told him. "I... I don't trust myself to get you ready. I will only end up... finishing you." Sean blushed, tucking his arms behind his back as he teased out. "Oh? Is that what this is? You... loosening me up?" Dark's guilty blushing smile made Sean giggle. Adjusting himself to sit on the edge of the bed, Sean shrugged out as he rested back on his arms.

Staring Dark down, he asked him curiously. "So? How will you get me ready then?" Dark turned away to walk toward a cart laden with treats. Picking up a small square chocolate, he teased back. "Well... these worked so well last time. Right?" Sean bit his lip harder and rolled his eyes. Walking up to Sean, Dark brought the chocolate to Sean's lips, telling him in a deep purring voice. "One should take the edge off. The rest... I'll do myself." Sean opened his mouth, letting Dark slide the chocolate over his tongue, before closing his mouth and innocently sucking on Dark's fingers in the process. Resting his hands on either side of his hips, Dark leaned in between Sean's spread legs and brought his lips to Sean's. Sean chewed the chocolate, savoring the taste and innocently avoided kissing him. Although, that wasn't what Dark had planned. Touching his chin to keep Sean from looking away from him, Dark waited for Sean to swallow before parting his lips and exhaling his pheromone gas over his lips. It was something that he hadn't seen Dark do in months, causing him to inhale in shock. The second he inhaled it; Sean felt his skin tingle. Grinning, Dark whispered to him in a deep playful voice that made Sean shiver. "How are you feeling now, sweetheart?"

Sean gulped loudly, easing back down to lay across the bed as he panted out softly. "You haven't done that in... whoa. I forgot how fast this kicks in... shit." Dark chuckled, his hands grabbing Sean's waist and pulling him slowly to the edge of the bed where his ass could rest against his hips. A throaty moan left Sean, and he dropped his arms limply over his head. The hairs on his arms rose as he felt his skin become sensitive to feel the tiniest breeze over him. Dark adjusted Sean's legs to wrap around his hips, before leaning over him. His warm hands sliding over the jeans of his thighs and up to his hips. The feeling of his hands compressing the fabric and warming it made Sean's toes curl. As Dark's hands followed the curves of his hips and slipped under his shirt to touch his skin, Sean gasped and arched his back. Dark purred loudly, his hands very slowly moving along his soft skin as he lifted his shirt higher up his torso. Sean panted longer and harder, before his breath stopped all together for a time, because Dark's lips were ghosting over his belly button and up his abs. His warm breath making Sean's body break out in goosebumps as he shivered beneath him. Sean sucked in his stomach, whimpering as arched his back more.

Trailing his hands up Sean's sides to his arms, Dark pinned his biceps down and brought his lips to one of Sean's hardened nipples. Simply breathing over the tip, until Sean was twisting under him with needy whimpering breaths. Licking his dry lips, Dark lowered his lips over the nipple and Sean barely kept himself from screaming out with elation. Sean's fingers clawed the bed, and his heels dug into the backs of Dark's thighs. Gritting his teeth, Sean growled out. "This is fucking torture! It's not fair!" Licking Sean's nipple to hear his strained squeal, Dark purred to him in a deep honey coated voice. "Torture? I call this teasing. Something you do to me... ALL the fucking time. It's fair." Sean shook his head, panting out. "That's different... I can't..." Sean stopped when he felt blood leak from his nipples, his face flushing a deep red. The sight of it didn't even phase Dark. Instead, he lowered his head to lick up the drops running down his sides, before suckling his nipples greedily. A sharp wail left Sean as Dark's tongue and gentle suction teased it right out of him. Feeling too hot, Sean quickly grabbed his shirt to yank it off and tossed it away, before wheezing out. "Damien...? Don't... I'm gonna..."

Hearing his words, Dark eased off him and let Sean take a breather to calm down. Sean panted heavily, causing Dark to tell him with a chuckle. "I think you're ready. Shall I send... Natemare in to help you dress for the ceremony?" Swallowing back more achy moans, Sean nodded and told him shakily. "Ya. Are you ready?" Dark flashed him a devilish grin, his dark eyes igniting in a fiery blue and red, when he answered with the crack of his neck. "I am now. See you downstairs, sweetheart." Sitting up, Sean blurted out. "Don't you need me to... do something for you?" Dark's laugh was deep and beautiful before he turned to tell him over his shoulder. "You already have. Which is why I've got to go... Or I won't stop. I love you, Sean. See you in a minute." Smiling back at him, he told him before he closed the door. "I love you too, Damien. See you soon."  To Be Continued...