Chapter 2

"What did you expect? You're a full-blooded demon and I'm a half-angel..." Matt frowned, not completely understanding why he saw sadness and disappointment on the demon. He should fight it too, no? Even more so because of who Corey was...

But those thoughts were interrupted when he found himself being lifted up by the strong arms as if he was as feather-light as his own feathers that were swirling on the floor from the draft their movements made.

"What are you doing? Put me down. I'm dying, not handicapped..." he bristled up, half-trying to get out from the embrace, but he had to admit at least to himself that it felt kinda nice... "Or you thought helping you won't have its consequences?"

"I said I was looking for you... I know all that. And why it is so bad," Corey said low and got his guards up again. Laying the angel breed down, he looked into the golden glow with a last touch of hope. A long searching look...

"You really don't know, right? Refuse everything of what formed between...." he cut himself off. He would just sound stupid and let his emotions surface and sensed by beings he wanted to hide from.

With a painful deep sigh he accepted things. Or he at least decided on that. Still... he wanted to heal and help the stubborn guy lying in his bed and looking up at him with an annoyed frown. "I’ll heal you... At least for this once... Accept it and be open for it," and with that Corey leaned down and kissed Matt’s pretty lips, filling it with the emotions of their strange but existing bond to share his energies with the weak creature, touching and caressing the pale face and neck.

Matt wanted to protest or at least say something else like he didn't need that, but it would have been a lie. And he still lied only if it was necessary. What shut him up was the weight of the half-naked wide body over him and the lightning-like electric charge that rushed through him the second their lips touched.

He could feel them clearly. The demon's energies and even some of his swirling feelings. They more or less matched Matt's, but the strong sensation of being kissed and caressed slowly surely made thinking difficult.

It was as if his body... no, his whole being was thirsting for Corey. Or maybe for his powers and energies... Only a few seconds like this already made a difference.

Matt felt less dizzy from weakness and ever so slowly he began responding to the kisses while his slim body began trembling from a different reason while it was absorbing the burning energies... Which maybe warmed Matt's empty heart too a bit.

Feeling Matt kiss him back made the demon let out a weak sigh and a small growl as he deepened the kiss. After almost a year of searching, even after seeing that Matt is fighting the bond, he felt his being open up to show the angel his true self. Without even being able to hold back anything, his strong power merged their beings even closer as Matt accepted his energies and closeness.

The demon could feel it clear how much the weak creature was feeding on his force, and how Matt melted away as for those moments he could not deny the hunger his core had for Corey.

The bigger man turned onto his back and pulled the slim body on top of him, running his big hands along the long back and narrow hips again and again. His body was pressed to the other one's and he felt high from just the returned passionate kisses.

It was so fucking crazy in Matt's opinion. Here he was rolling on top of a demon (and not any kind of demon!) in bed. And not to fight him but to kiss him and try to get even closer to him. He was melting in the heat of the kisses and under the blanket of warm energies that wrapped around him and were feeding his thirsting being as if he was something precious.

But he wasn't. He failed and betrayed everything and everyone for... for this demon.

But in that moment as Corey moaned into their kiss and made his powers pulse through Matt's already healing body, the half-breed couldn't mind it. He was... under a spell for sure, because he was growing hard against one of the thick muscular thighs. And it felt just as good as absorbing part of those powers to get stronger. It was such a heady feeling that Matt felt like being drunk. And he... slowly started to want more as his slender fingers brushed against a hardened nipple.

Corey pulled back from the sweet lips and moaned with a hard tremble from the touch of Matt's fingers. Head dropped back and showing his fangs, he slid one hand under Matt's tee to touch the goose-bumped back while rubbing his thigh against the hardness he felt between the half-breed’s legs.

"I'm glad you’re feeling better..." he raised his lust-filled eyes at Matt with a different fire burning wild in them for the angel.

He felt the thoughts and slight regret in Matt, giving up all for him... "Don't thirst anymore... You got me… Now take what you need. I know you want it… Your rightful price for what you went through. Take me... What you need…" Corey half-growled half-moaned, drunk from all the emotions taking over him and connecting him with the half-breed's being. Not waiting for Matt to say anything, he pulled him close again by his nape and continued to kiss and caress the back and feathery wing of the body on top of him.

True to the demon's words, Matt felt somewhat better. Even his skin didn't look so gray and pale. There was some rosy color on his cheeks as he shuddered from the warm touches on his back and his wings felt less heavy. Even the shedding of the feathers seemed to slow down if not stop – for now.

He was feeling less cold, as if the Hell Fire managed to warm him up, but it only confused him more. Yes, there was something between the two of them, but Matt didn't understand. Just like he didn't understand why one of the powerful sons of Lucifer himself would say such things to him and practically surrender himself to a weak half-angel so... willingly, so to say.

Still, Matt felt himself moan from the friction on his cock that's been neglected for so long and he just... wanted to feel more of that warm skin against his. To stop shivering and finally feel warm after losing his grace and own warmth.

He didn't want to think anymore, so for once he gave reins to his instincts, knowing that maybe this was going to be the last time in his life when he can get intimate with someone, and tossed his leather jacket on the slightly messy floor, his hoodie and worn tee following soon after.

He looked skinny compared to the buff man, but his pale tattoo-free skin still looked inviting and some muscles were showing as he reached for the buckle on Corey's belt to get him naked...

The demon didn't say another word. Only was lying there and panted while Matt did as he wanted with him. Seeing and feeling that he finally gave in to the mating bond made Corey moan and sigh with lust, his eyes feasting on the slim toned man.

He felt the urging inside him to be one with that creature. But in his case acceptance happened way earlier. There was no confusion in his mind and feelings about what his instincts wanted. There was the big why, but his kind was more of the ‘following senses and urges’ one than to trouble themselves with such things as much as the angel breeds do.

After such a long time the creature that messed his being up was there, on top of him and getting his impatient hardness out of his jeans... He wanted to live this to the fullest. Feel where all those feelings will lead them… His hands stroked the long thighs as Matt was sitting on him and the ancient desire reflected in the golden eyes.

Forbidding himself to think at all, Matt was breathing a bit shallower as he soon got them both fully undressed. It was crazy what he was doing but was too tired to keep fighting it. He finally felt less drained and warmer and for a short while he wanted to enjoy the warmth of the body underneath. Even if it was coming from a demon of Hell.

Straddling Corey again, he lined their hard cocks up, taking a glimpse of how the thicker one rubbed against him in the grip of his slender and long fingers. With his other hand he took one of Corey's and while giving room for his deep desires, he began sucking on a couple of the thicker fingers, hips grinding against the warm groin.

He had to admit that as sinful as this was, it was also hot as fuck. Maybe that's why he soon led those spit-slick fingers to his small ass, making them rub and push against his opening, signaling what he wanted while he leaned down for a more passionate kiss, giving in to the pull.

That's how long Corey could hold back... He wrapped one arm around the lean body on him and sat up. Returning the more wild and urging kisses, his fingers finding their way inside the trembling body, as he was guided.

Huffing and moaning as he felt the boney fingers sliding on his dripping flesh, he moved his hips in sync to rub against that long and oh so desired cock. He couldn't remember that in his long life he would have felt anything that swiped him so much away like the pull to be one with this stubborn guy on top of him.

His thick fingers were slowly easing up the tight hole as the fire between them rose higher. Matt accepting and wanting him moving more chords in his very core...

Matt was scared to let himself analyze what his thirsty being could feel from the aroused demon under him, so he focused on what he was doing and feeling as he let Corey sit up and felt the thick fingers loosening him up. It was intense and Matt loved it. From his reactions and satisfied groan it was clear that this was far from his first time with a man and he got more and more determined to take what he wanted and needed. Maybe it made him selfish and sin even more, but in that moment as he began fucking himself on the demon's fingers, he didn't give a damn. It felt just too good to stop now or think of the fact that all the huffing and growling of the buff demon was making him leak more pre-cum and ram his ass down harder.

Then he couldn't wait any longer. Stopping the needy kiss, he reached back to stop the demon's hand too and lifted his ass, spitting in his own palm to smear it along with the fluids on Corey's impressive cock. Grabbing a shoulder, a panting Matt positioned the wide tip against his hole and throwing his head back, he began his descend on it, moans of pleasure-pain rolling off his cute lips.

The demon lost his disguise for a few seconds as his body became one with the angel's. His eyes flamed up red, four fangs showed as his head bent back and a guttural growl escaped his dark soul. His claws dug into the pale skin and his black leather wings materialized around him.

His nature dictated to pull the shaking figure fully down onto his rock-hard shaft, coaxing more moans from the fragile figure as their eyes met again.

There was no denying it… That look was just breathtaking – and maybe a bit intimidating too. Matt has never seen or felt a demon so lost in pleasure. Especially not from this close.

As the shadow of the dark leather-wings fell onto the slightly glowing face of Matt, he was rammed fully down on the hard dick, making him cry out from the intense feeling. It only pushed Matt deeper into his own lust. Maybe that’s why he found himself staring back into the red demon eyes with awakening longing. For something more.

It definitely was beyond giving into the urge to touch the demon some more and Matt found himself sliding his slim yet toned arms around Corey’s neck to get even closer and at the same time dig his nails into the warm back. His own hips began rolling back and forth and in circles to loosen himself up faster. Frankly… what he seemed to feel and see in Corey made him somewhat confused and he didn’t know what to do with it – yet. But like his energies, it was warming the half-breed just as much, even if he barely allowed admitting that to himself.

Maybe to temporarily wipe his own confusion and the last of the resistance away in him, Matt gave into his instincts. He fisted a hand in the long hair and quite literally attacked the plump lips for more kisses, his own passion getting more loose too as he began his ride on that awesome cock.

The strong arms and the demon wings wrapped around Matt. Corey kissed him back. He couldn't hold back anything anymore and all his lust and longing channeled into the deep passionate kiss.

As much as the angel was still thinking, the demon lost all connections with the rational side of his being. He just wanted to feel all of it. How Matt was getting stronger from his dark energies, how he took control over his warm body and whole being and the strong high-ranked pure-blooded demon submitted to the half-breed. The message was clear from the feelings he let Matt sense, and to underline it, small whimpers escaped him louder and louder as he laid back and let Matt physically conquer him too.

It was mind-blowing, really. And confusing as fuck for Matt, but he found himself doing exactly that. Taking over the whimpering beast under him while basking in both the power he felt he had over the demon in that moment, and the dark energies he was sucking away to heal somewhat.

And it was working as he finally didn't feel like on the brink of collapsing. No. No he was working them both towards the edge of something much better with his small firm butt moving up and down on Corey's shaft. His own wings were trembling in the embrace of the leather-wings and Matt found himself digging his nails into the slightly hairy chest as he was pinning Corey down against the bed with his hands.

There was nothing romantic or tender in his moves anymore. It was rough male fucking by then. Maybe even mating. Matt didn't care in that moment because it just felt so damn good that his own louder and louder moans were joining Corey's. It probably tipped off everyone by then what they were doing.

As Matt was taking what he needed, his glowing (and wild eyes) found the red ones again, his pale skin glistening from a light sheen of sweat as he looked down at the demon. "Jerk me! Nearly there..." he panted hoarsely yet strict and demanding.

Corey did as was ordered at once and without thinking. If he helps Matt get what he needs, he also will get what he was aching for...

His hips moved up faster and deeper into the no longer cold and stiff body that was so much in sync with him and literally drained his own body from all that he could give.

For only a split second the old tales about their beings and bonds and mating flashed through his mind... Followed by the bitter taste of how Matt was denying it...

He rather just twisted his strong fingers around the long meat, jerking Matt hard and getting them both close to their release, and kept following his emotions – while he allowed himself to...

By then there was only one thing on the slender man's mind. Taking them both over the edge. He could feel it that Corey was very close by then too and his own moves that met the other being's got rougher and more demanding. In that moment he wanted it all. Every needy move showed that from the deep urging moans to the tightening of his ass around the slick and fucking perfect dick in him.

He couldn't stop from opening up to the demon. Not with so much of his energies warming his being, devouring his resistance in the chase for their pleasure.

"Now! Fucking..." he began, but suddenly that heavenly white bliss wiped everything away. It's been so long that he could feel it so intensely that while his body was jerking and cumming onto Corey, he let himself get fully lost in it.

Finally Corey could feel it... Matt giving in and opening up to his energies more. Letting their beings merge together and push them into the white flames, making the creature of the dark melt away.

The pulsing muscles of the angel milked out every drop of the demon seed. Corey could feel only the wholesome emotions rushing over him and wiping all his consciousness away and taking Matt with him into the depth of their bond. And with that also making the other man facing the fact what kind of a connection formed between them, and now strengthened with their mating...

But as the flames ebbed down, Corey opened his eyes and the words spoken between them, and their Earthly situation all came back. So he just pressed his lips together and watched the angel also coming down from his orgasmic high.

***

Right after the last drop of his cum was squeezed out onto the panting demon and his ass was getting filled, he could feel it clearly. Corey was telling him the truth Matt maybe knew himself too deep down. The bond existed.

But as fast as he came to feel it, the connection was fading just as quickly as this time Corey pulled back mentally and spiritually from Matt. It kinda shouldn't have left the half-breed feel a bit empty and bad. He should've been relieved that Corey wasn't pushing him or anything. After all he was a demon...

Coming down from his high, Matt licked his dry lips and swallowed hard, trying to moisture his throat. Then with feeling a bit at a loss, he moved to let the softening cock slip free of him. Without a word he cleaned them up with some tissues before dropping on his back next to Corey. He had no fucking idea how to react, what to feel or what to say...

The demon closed his eyes and just let himself memorize everything that happened.

"We have to get dressed and move along with the band. You won't die... I'm glad about that... It's more easy to hide while touring." he said on a matter of fact tone and a bit closed up as he sat up. His demon features changed back to look like a human again, and as he stood up to pull his jeans up, his wings slowly vanished as well.

The passionate wild fire he was sharing with Matt was nowhere. Just a touch of sadness in his dark eyes as he looked down at Matt. "I will drive. Eat from the fridge and rest. Magic protects this van, you are safe..." he said. "And I am here to feed your energies and protect you if needed…" he added a little lower and maybe even blushed a little. He didn't know how to do this all...

Of course he imagined it before, but things turned out differently. At least he found Matt and just in time to not let him slip away into the void... After a long silent gaze, he turned around and pulled that black tee on and sat behind the wheel to start the engine.

Like in the last year or so, Matt did what he grew to do: stay silent and simply stare back at the buff demon. His own angelic features were fading now too. His big wings vanished and the glowing of his skin and eyes ebbed down too, making him appear as human. But his skin looked visibly better and all in all he felt physically better too. Less drained from the loss of energy.

Turning away with a simple nod, he looked into himself, trying to come to terms with what just happened. He "mated" with a demon. With one of the sons of Lucifer of all. It was... seriously fucked up in Matt's mind, even if he knew that he would've faded for good if the demon decided not to feed him a part of his energies. And fuck... those energies were... "delicious" and literally warmed Matt's being up. He'd never felt anything like that before and yeah... maybe he was a bit afraid that soon he would get hooked on the dark demon essence if he wanted to survive. He didn't like the idea of being so dependent on this guy. Or the fact that now he felt a stronger pull towards the closed up figure behind the wheel.

As the van started moving under him, Matt sighed and sat up to put on his clothes and get some water and a wrapped up sandwich from the fridge. He was starving now for food after their... physical exercises.

Once nearly half of his sandwich was gone, he raised his eyes to Corey’s back. "I guess... I'm staying with you then? You know... you don't have to do that. I didn't save you to become a burden to you," he said quietly and a bit sad too as he lowered the sandwich onto his lap as he was sitting on the edge of the bed, just staring ahead of him.

The demon's dark soul was heavy also, but he was used to hardening up on the outside to protect himself.

"You know I have to. And not for you saving me before. I hoped you... Dunno... would get some of it after we…" he mumbled the end and turned the vehicle to the right, probably more suddenly and aggressively than it was necessary. After all… they were hiding and no need for any attention because of his reckless driving… "I just have to. It took me a lot to search myself and accept as well. But my kind is probably more into free thinking and free... feeling… I don't know the real reason behind it all either, but I don't have to," Corey said after a little more of his cool calmness returned. Even looked back and gave a small smile to the man sitting on his bed looking more and more devastated by everything. "I know it's the end of the world... But it will be okay…"

Matt felt grateful for that small smile and the encouraging words. Those were the first for a very long time for the loner half-breed. Hesitating for a moment while Corey looked back at the road, Matt finally answered.

"Thank you... And... I can feel it too... stronger now that we..." Matt trailed off similarly like Corey did. Staring at his half-eaten sandwich, he sighed again. "Then you went through the same thing I am now. This is a huge and important change... Please, give me some time to digest it. I've been on the run for so long... I want to think this through with a clear head. At the moment I'm... too under your... influence thanks to your energies in me..." he said then took a few last bites to make the sandwich vanish. He washed it down with some more water and laid back in the bed, pulling a blanket over him, as if trying to hide.

Maybe that was a cowardly thing to do, but Matt was also still exhausted. If this van was protected by magic as Corey said – and Matt could now kinda feel it too – then it meant he could finally sleep less on alert. Maybe after grabbing a few hours of decent sleep he would see things from a different light...

Corey just nodded. As he said before, his kind accepted things easier. And maybe that's why got… hurt more easily and act out on a rush of emotions, too. Typical demon behavior.

But as he was no typical demon, nor coming from such ancestors, he rather just closed up. "Try to sleep some. You are safe here, and I can look out for you," he said just answering Matt's thoughts. He could use some time to sort things out inside him also. Even the rain started to pour. The type of slow barely falling rain that doesn't require an umbrella but makes the dawn sky dark grey and sad, cooling the air down and slowly but surely soaking into everything like a virus... Yes, Corey's thoughts went into that dark place, and he knew for sure it was also influenced by the angel spawn’s messed up thoughts as Matt fell asleep.

"Fucking sky is crying for us, honey... The brothers are weeping in sorrow..." he mumbled with a little bitter chuckle. "Sorry grandpa..." he added and turned the radio on at a low volume just smiling as he felt how deep and suddenly Matt dozed off.

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