An extreme lightheadedness washed over Sean, when Khaos moved to a couch and dropped him carelessly onto like a ragdoll. Sean barely caught himself before he fell off it, his neck and arm burning as he adjusted more comfortably. Laying on his back, Sean reluctantly reached up to touch his neck. His hand quivering when he felt the two holes in his neck and his fingers came back with fresh blood. Khaos flicked her long hair off her shoulders, taking a moment to admire her appearance in one of the large make-up mirrors as she hissed out coolly. "It's just a little blood, chill. I bleed more than that in my seven days a month. Such a baby." Using the collar of his shirt to press against his neck, Sean weakly asked over the distant pumping of the music. "What did you do to me?" Running a finger just under her lower lip to remove a speck of his blood off her pale skin to then smear over her red lips, she replied carelessly. "I would have thought it was obvious. Or did my dear son forget to mention MY gifts?" Sean tried to sit up, but he felt sick trying, so he stayed down. Khaos slowly turned to face him, her heels clicking on the tile when she shrugged out. "I'm a sanguimancer. A vampiric succubus... of sorts."

Wincing from the pain, Sean strained out. "Dark and Anti will come for you." Flashing his a flawless grin that she let his fangs extend menacing from, she purred out. "I'm their mother. Of course, they will." Sean kept his eyes on her, until the door flung open, and the sounds of loud girly screaming filled the room. Verine stumbled into the room and quickly slammed his shoulder against the door to slam it shut. Locking the door, Verine relaxed and muttered aloud to himself. "Fuck me... Last time I volunteer for girls' night. Fuck." Verine tugged tuffs of long hair and pieces of skin off himself. He was spattered in blood that didn't appear to be his. His long tail even helped to pluck thongs off his horns and pants. Khaos's attention drifted to Verine, when she took a seat on the make-up desk and uttered aloud. "Another messy night?" Verine stiffened, mumbling out nervously. "Oh, jizz on a priest... Do I have to fuck another stalker? How do these crazy fuckers keeping getting in!" Upon turning to face them, his expression changed from content to worried. Straightening himself up to his full height, Verine nervously added. "Majesty. I wasn't expecting you. What a... pleasant surprise." Bowing his head to her, Verine's eyes spotted Sean on his couch.

Jerking his head back up, Verine blurted out in distress. "Why is here? Mother, don't drag me into a beef with Dark!" Khaos raised her hand and Verine calmed himself. Gesturing to Sean without looking at him, she coolly informed Verine. "I'm not dragging you into anything. You will help me with him because I command it." Verine shifted on his feet, looking away from both of them without a word but the defiance was hinted on his face. Sean jumped in fright as Khaos moved fast in a rush of dark shadows to slam Verine against the wall. Holding him with one hand by his throat, she hissed out angrily. "DO NOT SASS ME, CHILD! As your mother. As your queen! You WILL do this. Or I will take great pleasure in removing your favorite parts and feeding them to you!" Verine's leathery wings trembled as he choked out. "Ok! What do you need?" She released him, letting Verine to fall onto his ass. Standing over him, she ordered him sternly. "Your kingdom has things to hide vessels for your... collection. Put him in one. Damien and Anti will be calling my back soon and I need to know that Damien's hunters won't find him." Verine rubbed his throat, huffing out. "How do you know that they won't look for him here?"

Stopping a foot on the floor between his legs, she kneeled to his level and hissed out. "Because Damien doesn't think I'd trust YOU with something so important. And I didn't make those toys for you. You just gave me an excuse to do so discreetly. Now do it. And if you tell them where he is... or you... impregnate him. I will... dethrone your ass. Understood, dear?" Verine nodded and she hissed menacingly, causing him to quickly say without meeting her eyes. "Yes, Majesty. Understood." She glared at him like a predator that wanted him to flinch, before fading into shadows and vanishing. The second she was gone, Verine exhaled and pulled his legs up to hug them for a minute. Finally sitting up with a light groan, Sean squeezed his throbbing neck but asked Verine nicely. "Are you alright?" Verine tilted his head back, his golden eyes glinting in the neon lights. Sean could see the pain behind his lifeless eyes, but Verine's voice was steady when he answered. "What makes you think I'm not?" Sean pointed at the hole in the wall behind Verine. Verine shifted to look at the wall, before shrugging out dryly as he got up. "That's nothing. You should see some of the demons I fuck on the regular. This is decoration to the repairs I have to dish out for them."

Stretching, Verine shook off the event and sauntered over to him. Verine reached out for him, and Sean leaned back to avoid it. Verine didn't stop, gripping his wrist to pull it away from his neck. Sean groaned sharply as Verine peeled the bloodstained shirt away from the punctures. Verine sighed, telling him coolly. "She got you pretty deep. Covering it isn't going to help if you stop the bleeding." Sean raised an eyebrow, prompting Verine to add carelessly. "She injected a toxin into you before feeding. It thins the blood and keeps it from clotting." Sean's heart began to race as he blurted up to him. "Am I poisoned? What should I do?" Smirking so handsomely, Verine pushed Sean's shoulder back until he was leaning back against the couch. The second Verine kneeled on the couch between his legs and swung a leg over one of his legs to keep him pinned in the seat, Sean gasped out. "Wait! What are you doing?!" Verine quickly pinned Sean's arms to the couch as he told him with a smug grin. "Relax. I'm a pro." Sean tried not to turn his head into Verine's to keep him away from the bite. Only to regret it a little. Being this close to Verine, he couldn't help inhaling the heavy smell of him. He smelled strangely of warm honey and oiled leather.

Sean's breath hitched when he faintly recalled Dark mentioning something about his smell being loaded with pheromones and not looking the Dominion Demons in the eyes. Something he couldn't avoid as Verine brushed his forehead against his, his stunning glittering golden eyes catching his through Verine's straight loose black bangs. The moment he stared deep into his eyes, Sean faintly saw images playing out. The deeper he tried to look into them, the closer the images got. Eventually, revealing himself entangled in an intimate embrace with Dark. With a soft gasp, he jerked his head back from Verine when the image of Dark changed into Verine. Verine let out a deep throaty chuckle, before his dangerous purring voice whispered into his ear. "I have that effect. And I am more than a little interested in you myself." Shakingly managing to get a hand on Verine's muscular lean torso, Sean stammered out. "I wasn't... It's not... Get off, please." Blowing his bangs away from his eyes, Verine casually told him. "Calm down. I can't take you anywhere until I stop the bleeding." Sean winced as Verine opened his mouth to let his abnormally long grey tongue slide out. The lick made Sean shiver with slight disgust, seconds before Verine leaned into him and pressed his mouth to the holes.

A distressed whine let Sean as he felt something wet gushing into his wounds and down his shoulder. When he risked looking, he guessed it was thick clear saliva but was afraid to ask him. The front of Sean's shirt became almost completely soaked, before Verine arched up from his neck and spit something yellow against the wall. Sean shakily put his hands on Verine's waist, the moment Verine's hold on his arms stopped. However, he was too shaken to shove Verine off as he watched the yellow liquid run down the white wall. Verine wiped his lips with the back of his hand, sitting back on Sean's lap and he grumbled out. "Ugh. Tastes like snake oil..." Swallowing, Sean meekly asked upon looking at his sticky shirt. "You didn't... What is this?" Sliding off his lap, Verine rested his hands on Sean's legs and chuckled out lightly. "It's complicated. So, I'll explain it like this. It's a type of embryonic fluid that is good for detoxing toxins from the body and... used for other fun things." Rolling his eyes, Sean stated out. "You didn't have to tell me the last bit..." Straightening up, Verine grabbed Sean's arm and yanked him up to his feet. Stumbling into Verine's chest, Verine answered dryly. "Yes. I did. Now take off your shirt."

Weakly stepping back, Sean gawked out. "Fuck you." Glancing at the door, Verine locked serious eyes with Sean as he ordered him. "If you don't want Dark to find you. You shouldn't leave your blood laying around. Don't you think?" For a moment, Sean thought he was confused before he understood and stripped it off. Snatching the shirt, Verine tossed it behind the couch, then grabbed the back of Sean's neck and steered him into a different back door that warped him somewhere else. The smell of the place was heavy with wine, leather, and sex. The entire room was covered in pillows and silk drapes that hung down every marble post and window. The room was circular with no trace of a door but beautiful stained-glass windows. In the center of the room was a pool with a water feature in the center. Standing under the falling water from the water feature was a beautiful young man that was showering. As Verine entered in more, more guys began to sit up from around the room with smiles and excited faces. One of them even welcomed Verine back. Pushing Sean out to the oldest looking man in the room, Verine told him reluctantly. "Here. Cage this one for me. Don't scare him. He's not mine. I'm just... hanging on to him."

Turning around quickly, Sean blurted out. "You're just leaving me here? Verine, if you don't want Dark to kill you, you should take me to him!" Unfazed by his outburst, Verine retorted seriously. "First of all, only an idiot tries to return something to Dark when he is fuming. Second, this is between Dark and our mother. She already thinks I'm a disappointment. I don't want to give her more reason to want me dead. And third, you should feel lucky that she gave you to me. Of all the places you could be spending a few days. This is pretty fucking nice, if I do say so myself." A few of the guys chuckled. Verine turned around, but before he stepped back through the frame of a large mirror, Sean asked curiously. "Why aren't you like the others? I thought..." Glancing over his shoulder, Verine's long tail flicked like a cat when he answered casually. "You thought being the king of lust means I... lust after everything?" Sean closed his mouth, prompting Verine to turn more in his direction before answering warmly. "Lust is desire. You can have many desires. A lust for power. A lustful passion. A sexual desire." Meeting Sean's eyes with his beautiful soft golden ones, Verine added in a voice with gut wrenching longing. "Or a simple desire to belong. To be loved and admired."

Inhaling deeply, Verine looked away from him, his leathery wings rising to block his face when he finished off in a stronger voice. "I'm the youngest. It's natural for me to feel a little unwanted. While I don't have the drive to despise Dark and Anti for having the things they do. I'm not inclined to make waves either. She knows that. After all..." Verine let himself laugh a little before giving Sean one final smug look and saying. "I was creating my harem of human vessels long before Dark thought it was cool." Without another word, Verine stepped through the large mirror. One of the handsome men stroked Verine's tail before it slithered out of his hand and through the solidifying mirror. A few guys groaned, before one muttered out. "Ugh, he must still be working. I hate when he volunteers for shit." The man beside Sean took his arm and lead him into a nook where a large human sized birdcage sat. Stopping short, Sean tried to back up and say uneasily. "No! You're not caging me like an animal!" The man easily pulled Sean closer to it, practically dragging him over the marble floor, while telling him innocently. "Verine told us to put you here. It's for our safety. Not yours."

Shoving him inside it, the man closed the door and locked it. Sean was surprised to find the cage was comfortably padded and set up like a private reading or napping area. Facing the man though, Sean asked a little confused. "Why would you need protection from me?" The man stepped out of his way and gestured to the room. For a moment, Sean didn't see anything new about it. Until, he saw that a few of the men were pregnant. Grabbing ahold of the bars, Sean mumbled out to himself. "The men Verine said he was impregnating in the meeting. That was... all of you?" The men tilted his head, shrugging out. "You seem surprised." Sean gestured around but couldn't find the words, until they rushed from him. "I was just... I pictured him doing that in a much more... Nonconsensual way." One of the older blonde men laughed, dipping his feet in the pool in the center of the room as he announced openly. "Oh, he does that too. He is still a demon after all. If they piss him off, he tends to go all hell spawn on their ass. For those lucky enough, like us, he is really very... sweet." A young Asian man quickly jumped down on a pillow and chuckled out loud. "Remember when that homosexual hating demon entered Verine's club?"

The blonde chuckled, replying curtly. "Oh, ya. I remember. I can still hear his screams. Verine tore his ass up like a hound with his favorite chew toy." Another younger man shrugged, saying softly. "I don't recall that." Which prompted the blonde to answer quickly over his shoulder. "You weren't with us yet. It was just before demon new year." The young man nestled back down into his pillows, mumbling out shyly. "Oh. I've never seen him like that." The older blonde slid more into the pool, telling the younger looking men. "Ya. You won't see him act like that here. This is his... 'happy place.' But before this place was built. You bet your ass; I saw Verine do all kinds of stuff for work. He can be one scary incubus when he wants to be. Otherwise, he's the playful needy sweetheart you guys know." Watching one of the guys stroke his stomach while he read a book, Sean couldn't stop himself from asking. "What happens to the babies that Verine has with you?" The room fell silent, and the older men took on saddened expressions. Including those pregnant. No one answered, until the man close to Sean's cage said rather grimly. "Verine can only have little girls. It's the curse of being an Incubus. And well... for the first month everything goes well before they... just die."

One of the pregnant older males, added indistantly. "Verine thinks havingchildren between humans and demons is... hard. But... we all know the real reason." The pregnant man looked at the others, beforeopenly finishing. "They are dyingbecause Khaos doesn't want Verine to have them. She can't stop him from having them,but she can make sure that he doesn't get to keep them. We've all seen theshadows that come in the night for them. I won't be surprised if she isn'tusing them to keep herself young looking. Poor Verine can't stop her... So, hechooses to live in denial. Because what he desires... she won't let him have." One of the pregnant men, rubbed his belly solemnlybefore mumbling out. "As much as itbreaks my heart to lose them... the month he has with them is worth it." Easing down on the padded floor to sit, theman outside the cage cheerfully told him. "You look tired... and bloody. I'll get you some tea and a change ofclothes." Sean told him not to, but theman ignored him. Causing the others tochuckle out. "He won't listen. Once hesets his mind to something. He just does it." Sean let himself chuckle and decided to let himself rest. This place wasn't so bad after all. To Be Continued...