Chapter 9

The morning found them all on the road again. And again the band split up to go on separate ways.

The pair had a detour also... After getting themselves together and acknowledging Matt's new powers and marks, Corey decided they needed to practice to help the angel control his new skills.

The afternoon found them deep in some magic enchanted forest Corey knew was safe enough and the creatures living there would hide the Prince of Hell.

Truth be told, Matt was both excited and restless from this new chapter in his life. Luckily he couldn't hurt Corey or Paolo with his flames – yet – as it was still just awakening in him and also he had no such intentions of course. But later it could cause problems like setting things or people on fire or manifest in public, which would be really bad, so he agreed on practicing a bit with Corey.

As they stopped deep in the forest, Matt could feel even more how much the trees were soaked with magic and also could sense some creatures from afar. But closing that out, he focused on his pair standing opposite him and looked into his eyes questioningly.

"So... how should we do this? I only had inhuman strength and reflexes and some healing powers so far. This fire... is very new, obviously..."

"Such powers are controlled by emotions. And I wanted to teach you to fight with it too. Because I'm sure in our long life we will have to…" Corey said and let his own fire loose. Holding out his hands, they got covered by the reddish flames. "Try to focus and concentrate your angelic forces into your hands. Visualize them as flames..."

Nodding Matt took a deep breath and tried not to overthink this just do as he was asked. Focusing, he tried to call forth his powers – unwittingly making his wings spread behind him and his skin starting to slightly glow as he imagined his powers traveling down on his arms and into his held up hands, making them warm up more and more.

But first only some bluish white flames flickered around his palms then they completely went out. "Huh... Think the flames are shy," he chuckled a bit. "You said these kinds of powers are controlled by emotions. What kind of emotions control yours? I feel like I need a trigger."

"Anger," Corey said with a shrug. "Try that. Imagine that you have to fight for your life, or protect someone or something. We have time and it's safe here," he smiled encouragingly at his pair. "Just... know that it's there. Inside you. Don’t just try. Know it for sure as a fact. That you have that skill and can use it as you wish. Trust yourself. It will work. I know."

"Should've guessed," Matt smiled with glowing eyes. "I guess those are the most effective emotions. Anger and wanting to protect someone... Think I can work with that," he nodded and shifted his stance a bit as he took another deep breath and looked inside of him, focusing on his emotions.

He visualized his chasers, the ones who used to be his "family" and now were after him and with that after Corey and the whole band. Matt hated that he meant danger to these people, especially to Corey, even if he knew that he would be able to protect himself. He had no doubt about that. Matt also brought up the memories of the past year, the injustice he felt for so long after freeing Corey to protect humans and the lives of his brothers and sisters. How he had to accept his fate of fading away. And imagined how he would feel if the only being who wanted him so much was taken away from him, or if the band was hurt because of him.

That seemed to do the trick and make his anger rise, but he also mixed the need to protect them into it, telling himself that he could do this.

This time the energy was building stronger in his hands and in a minute or so they burst out in that bluish white fire, illuminating his figure in the dark.

"Good. I'm very proud of you. Now turn it down into small fire balls. Like this," Corey said with a bright smile and showed Matt how his own fire concentrated into handfuls of swirling flames in his hand.

"Try to see and know that it is a ball," he raised his hand to show how his fingers curled up as if he was holding a ball and he even threw it away. The flames hit a smaller broken branch on the ground which lit up from it.

Smiling and feeling a bit proud of himself, Matt watched what Corey was doing then nodded, holding up his hands while curling his fingers. His intense golden eyes focused on the flames. Moving his left over the right, he imagined "kneading" the two fires around in his hands into a bigger ball.

It took a moment for the fire to get on with the plan and melt into that concentrated ball, which became brighter as it got denser. Meanwhile Matt tried to hold on to the triggering emotions too to keep the ball steady then he made an attempt to throw it too. It landed not far from the slowly burning branch, setting the grass on fire instead.

"Oops... And there I thought we would have a nice camp fire," he chuckled. "I obviously need more practice with that. But this is kinda fun," he said walking over to stomp out the fire they caused. After all they didn't want to burn down the whole forest by accident. "And... how do I keep it inside? To avoid random bursts of flames when around others or in public? That could be a bigger issue too..."

"Well... For that you need to learn to close up like I can. No bursting out emotions and overthinking into panic. But if you're good enough..." he smirked smugly at Matt and held his open palms up side by side and turned away from Matt. In the next second a wide row of flames burst out from his palms and he was able to move it around like a snake made from fire. "You will get even more powerful. Your brothers kept you in the dark for a reason... You're more than them and…" Corey rather bit the sentence off and just nodded as he stopped the flames. "It will be okay. You are changing into what you were born to be."

"Well... I think the not overthinking and panicking part will be the most challenging for me," he smiled a bit nervously then his eyes widened watching the fire snake dancing in the air. "Wow... That's wickedly cool."

"You and Paolo mentioned that before... That they kept me in the dark and that I am more. I can feel that now with all these changes," he held out his marked right arm. "I just don't exactly know what I was born to be. And I have a feeling you won't tell me just drop hints about it. But I'm not stupid. I'm guessing my father was a higher ranking angel and I inherited some of his powers. So I'm guessing I will be a higher ranking being too once all the changes are done. But..." he started then went just as silent as Corey a second ago.

He was fine now, but what if later... "Never mind. By the way, I kinda hate it when you close up in front of me. I know you do that to protect both of us, but yeah..." he blushed a bit, hinting at the fact that Paolo was talking. "You know..." Matt put his hands into his hoodie's pockets and looked aside for a moment. "I want us to work... I like you..." he confessed. "I'm sure you could already feel it, but I just... wanted to say it out loud too... Also... I'll soon need new clothes because these are starting to stink..." he chuckled, blushing deep red.

"But..?" Corey asked with serious interest in what might bother his dark-winged lover. "I am like you in many ways. I close up if something is bothering me, or I feel like I fucked up something. And yeah, it's all part of not letting my power run wild. And... I like you too and already planned to go shopping," he ended with a similar blush.

"I am taking you to a real hotel. Five stars and all the posh," the demon chuckled. "You and the others deserve it. Eating in the restaurant and laundry service for all of our dirty clothes. Come on... There is also the high life part of being Hell's royalty."

Swinging back and forth on his feet a few times, Matt bit his bottom lip, contemplating if he should tell Corey or not. But then again, because of their bond Corey would start to soon feel what Matt could among all the chaos inside him caused by the changes. "I'm not sure if you're aware of it but... I won't be able to live forever on your borrowed powers. I'm fine for now, but who knows how long we can go on like this..." he confessed, some fear gripping and squeezing his heart a bit. Losing all this... Now he had something to lose, yeah...

"I guess we are similar in many ways, yes. Which is still a nice surprise to me," he said on his deep voice and flapped his black wings once. "That hotel sounds amazing too. Never been to one, to be honest. Not as a guest at least. But before we go... you wanna fly a bit with me? It's been quite a while because I tried to lay low. I miss flying."

"Hmm... So... What you want to live on if not my powers?" Corey giggled and spread his wings. "You are changing and will know more things in time. You will be okay. I promise you. And sure. This forest is safe for that," and with that he smiled at Matt and lifted into the air a bit before Matt. "Just stay under the highest trees. It's like a magical force field."

"I have no fucking idea. I guess we'll have to cross that bridge when we get there," Matt smiled a bit but didn't let his dark thoughts take over his mind. Not now when he could finally see Corey flying again. It was mesmerizing the first time he saw him fleeing after he had set him free and now with his reassuring words ringing in his ears, Matt found it simply majestic. The strong leather wings lifted the prince off the ground effortlessly and Matt felt the need to follow.

And he did just that after flapping his wings a few times. Now – thanks to Corey and Paolo – his wings were strong enough again to lift his slender body off the ground too and he smiled happily as he could feel the wind on his face and in his curls as they got higher off the ground, getting above most of the trees, except for the tallest ones.

Letting the joy of flying spread in his heart, overwriting the nearly constant worry there, Matt just let himself get lost in flying around and even chasing Corey in the air.

"Live in the moment, angel spawn…" Corey laughed and picked up speed to make the chase even more fun for Matt and himself too.

It was so good. And a very couple-like thing also. He just loved to watch the gorgeous black feathers carrying the creature he loved so easily. It was proof more than anything that Matt was healing up nicely.

But as the night grew darker, they landed to head back to the van. There was still so much ahead of them. Corey was lost in his thoughts about just how much he should and could share with his pair…

Frankly, this was one of the best things he'd done for a while. Chasing the demon was fun, stealing short kisses in the air even more. Although by the time they landed by the van, Matt could feel that his wings grew tired. In the past they could carry him for hours. But even with that he stayed in a relatively good mood and laughed on Paolo who woke from his nap with a start, ready to kick the ass of anyone who dared to open the door of the van. Namely them.

As they were headed towards town, he sensed Corey lost in his thoughts but he didn't call him on it and rather picked up a notebook to scribble down some lyrics on an empty page. Since he didn't check, he had no idea it belonged to Corey.

***

"Wow... This is impressive. I haven't seen anything so big and shiny..." Matt said with his mouth hanging a bit open.

"Are you sure? Thought you did last night while in bed with your pair..." That was Paolo laughing his ass off on his own joke, but Matt just rolled his eyes and smiled.

"You winged pig. I meant the hotel," Matt explained while walking across the lobby to check in.

Corey smirked back at them, shaking his head and stopped at the reception desk.

A woman widened her eyes and almost squealed. "My lord, welcome. The usual suite?"

"Yes, thank you," Corey said simply and took the key card. "Lay low, winged pig. You know how it goes here," he added as they walked to the elevator.

"Oh yes. Whoever is not a high ranked demon should lay and act low outside the super impressive suite. Outside we are just his highness' servants," Paolo giggled as they walked in and the lift took off with them.

On the top level there was only a small corridor and four doors way apart from each other. Corey led the band to the farthest and opening it let them in.

"The restaurant is an exception for that. This is a demon hotel. We, and yes that means all of you even if you're my 'servants,' can have anything you need. Those two rooms you can move into. I and Matt take the main bedroom. Come on…" he smiled at his angel and led the way into a richly decorated very romantic and posh looking bedroom. The huge bed was on a small pedestal with curtains and golden and blood red silk all over.

Matt was blown away. Not just from the hotel but also from the way Corey was treated and the rules too. Of course Matt knew such places existed, but he's never been to a demon hotel before. Also he knew that Corey was royalty in this world so he shouldn't be so surprised. But he's seen him just in hiding and laying low so far. Well, apparently now Matt was going to have to lay low...

As the rest of the band went to settle in the other two rooms, Matt put his bags down not far from the door. They were full of new clothes and he was finally wearing clean ones too. The black jeans, boots, tee and leather jacket hugging his slender body nicely as he walked around the room, drinking in the details.

"So... are you trying to impress me? Because I liked you even without the benefits of being royalty... Though this is very nice," he turned to look at Corey while his pale fingers stroked the curtains on the bed. "And tell me... how does this servant thing work here? What do I have to do? Does it come with a collar too?" he chuckled a bit.

"Hmm… I’m glad to hear you like me without this too. This is now to have a little peaceful rest. Only for a few days," Corey said sitting onto the sofa and kicked off his boots.

"I always have this suite. It's officially mine. Paolo was here before and Brent too. It's not much just... things like... I walk ahead all of you. And servants don't talk unless I ask something from you. But only outside this place and in front of the staff. I hope it won't be such a bother, ‘cause we can get everything here… We have a Jacuzzi bathtub and we can order food… There’s a cinema room also..." Corey shrugged a few times as he was thinking over what else he should inform Matt about. "And if you want, I can call them to bring a collar for you too... "

"Hm... I kinda like the idea," he confessed and to hide his slight blush, he sat down on the edge of the bed by its foot to untie and kick his own boots off too. "The rest doesn't seem to be too complicated. Think I can play that role too... And soaking in a bath just sounds amazing after being on the road for so long.... Think I'm gonna start one, but first..." he rolled over on the bed with a giggle, clearly enjoying how soft and comfy it was. Taking the menu from the nightstand, he read through it.

"Phew, was hoping that they didn't serve only stuff like virgins' blood and human barbecue," he joked, trying to adjust to this new situation and the few days they were going to spend there. Honestly it's been so long since he wasn't on the move and could actually relax. Now that Corey gave him the opportunity, suddenly Matt didn't know what to do with it. Which was stupid, he knew, so he just picked a burger menu, asking Corey to order it for him for lunch and started undressing, smirking at the demon.

"Care to join me in that bath? Or you'd rather stay there and be just gorgeous until the food arrives?" he asked, although Matt suspected that it wasn't going to be Corey who goes to the door for their order.

***

"So... you gonna stay with them in that fancy bedroom? I hope we can go around this place more," Joe said to Paolo in the dining room.

The human was very excited about his chance to peek into the demon realm. And such fancy royal places. He never felt as a lower being among the band members. And even if he technically was at the hotel, he still felt it all worth it. Even more so as these guys, no matter the race, became his family in thick and thin in the past months.

"I will wait till his Sire calls for me," Paolo replied with a giggle. They were all eating. Corey ordered burgers and fries and pie to all of them and whispered in Joe's head to pick up the order.

"They are enjoying the hot tub now... Then I think for dinner we will go to the big restaurant. The king has to meet up someone there."

There was a collective humming to be heard as a response to that.

***

"Still want a collar?" Corey asked in the bath tub stroking Matt's chest as his angel rested against his body. Just lying back against his chest into his arms. "We will have to go down to meet someone. I need to be well-informed about... things at home..."

Stretching his long legs under the water, Matt huffed satisfied, occasionally caressing Corey's thighs as he let his tired muscles relax from both Corey's caresses and the millions of bubbles caused by the tub's jets. It was a very nice way to calm down after yet another awesome orgasm.

"Do you want to see me in a collar?" he asked back, his whole body turning around in the water so he could face Corey, arms going around the wide shoulders. "It would mean more here too, right? That I'm a special slave. The one you keep for your pleasure... It would also give me some kind of protection from unwanted attention, no?" he asked. Matt wasn't stupid, he'd heard about such pleasure slaves demons, other creatures and even humans liked to keep.

"Well... It would mean something like that, yeah... The slave I keep close to me and for only myself and my pleasures. You have my power's marks too. If you want to go out like that, you need a sleeveless shirt to show them. It would bring protection too, yes... But envy also. Many would want to be my.... Marked one... You know what that means among us?" Corey said while hugging and pulling the angel close to him. "Also... there we won't hide in human form. So what you are makes it extra special..."

"It's a good thing then that I bought a few sleeveless shirts too," Matt grinned and ran his fingers through Corey's long wet hair. It kinda looked like in those dreams he had of him, but this time it was just water and not blood in it.

Looking a bit more serious as he thought things through, Matt nodded. "Yes, I know what it means. Such a marked one actually means that the pair – usually from a different race and level – shares more than just their bed. It also means they share their lives and their feelings are mutual. Otherwise the marks wouldn't exist in the first place..." Matt hummed at the end, stroking along Corey's jawline. This would definitely be a big step from Matt to show to the public, but also he didn't want to be bothered by other demons or creatures while staying there. They all had enough on their plates, there was no need for more problems.

"I'd like that collar and to do this. For you too, if you want it," he said, wondering what Corey's thoughts were on the matter, although all he could feel from him at the moment was a little excitement and satisfaction.

"Also... who will we meet and how should I behave around that person?" he asked then pecked Corey's lips before sitting up straight, his mind already planning ahead. "I won't hide what I am. I guess my black feathers could be also explained with being 'tainted' by you and your powers..."

"Hmmm... Yeah the place has a power field that makes all disguise vanish. But those pretty feathers are all your own, honey. You are a bad, bad angel, and you know it..." he chuckled and sat up fully to kiss the sinful lips.

"He is a minister at my family. You should act like my slave. Be humble and act with me like I'm... well, royalty. They know me here. Everyone will expect that from whom I bring here... Sorry... But you can get a collar..." he added with a small smile. "Oh and... despite my fame of being the mad monarch, raging and rolling around in human blood, I don't have that much of a dominant side... As you know by now... If you're happy to show with a collar that we belong together, yes... WE," he laughed shortly, caressing Matt's face "then I am honored and grateful for that."

That sparkle right there in Corey's warm eyes was something that Matt found beautiful and his doubts also melted away from that look and laugh. It was so... cute and hot at the same time. And that look and the honesty he felt behind the words made warmth spread in Matt's chest. It was a new-ish budding feeling in him, but it already managed to make Matt do many crazy – crazy to his own standards – things for Corey.

"I'll do it and I get the plan. I'll act all obedient and quiet and as your shadow when I'm not talked to, but expect this bad, bad angel to do some very un-angelic things to you in the evening in return for such a display of obedience in public..." he grinned and this time it was Matt who gave Corey a kiss. This was longer and more passionate, filled with all those dirty promises.

"Now come on, your demonic royal highness," Matt stood up in front of Corey," looking down at him along his long wet body. "Let's dry our asses and get us ready for the big debut..." he winked offering a hand to pull the demon up.

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