Marrying Darkiplier

Chapter Thirty-One: Bull & Heresay

Sean clung to Dark tightly, burying his face against his neck until he couldn't see anything around him. He was feeling sick to his stomach. He hated that he'd just sat there while the poor woman was eaten alive... was still being digested. Even if he knew there was nothing that he could physically do, it still pained him that he was so helpless. He wasn't happy with how the demons here tortured vessels, but for once... he wasn't questioning Darkiplier's methods. Anything was better than a death like that. To be so drugged up that you were unable to resist the horror presented to you. Dark didn't slow his pace. His stride so long that Verine struggled to keep up with them. Behind them, Verine cautiously told Dark. "I won't tell you that offering him a favor was unwise, Dark. However... I am impressed that you got that lazy fuck to agree to come. Even if it is to just witness." Making his way up into the bus, Dark turned to growl back at Verine angrily. "Don't worry. I don't plan to give him anything. I know what he wants, and I'll behead him before that EVER happens!" With a light huff, Verine climbed onto the bus and shut the door before stating flatly. "You caught that too, huh? I thought I was imagining it..."

Lifting his head off Dark's shoulder, Sean weakly asked them. "Noticed what? What does he want?" Dark's jaw clenched but he said nothing. Sean knew it was bad from the way Dark's eyes shimmered with fiery shades of reds and blues. His breath snorting out through his nose like hot steam. Staring only at Dark who avoided looking at him, he listened to Verine answer in a low voice. "Salazar is intrigued by you. As lazy as that fuck is... he's cunning. He'll try to find a way to snake you out from under Darkiplier. To add you to his collection. His harem of the prettiest vessels that he can find. Long legs and arms are... his type." Sean watched the way Dark's jaw kept tensing. It was strangely calming to see him restless over him. Dropping his head back against Dark's warm neck, Sean exhaled softly. "He can try. But I won't go out like she did. He wants me... he'll get more than his lazy arse bargained for." A light chuckle left Dark, causing Sean to smile against Dark's throat. Snuggling against him more as a little reward. A soft 'smack' filled the bus and Dark flinched, while Verine chuckled aloud. "Sassy little thing, isn't he, Dark? Alright. Let's get the fuck out of here. Off to the next realm, shall we?"

Dark shot Verine a glare as he watched him pass them toward the front of the tour bus. Smiling, Sean reached up to stroke his knuckles down Dark's cheek. Finally, Dark's eyes lowered to meet his, the rippling flames in his eyes snuffing to solid black eyes. Adjusting his hand to cup Dark's cheek, he coaxed him into giving him a long kiss. There was no trace of lust in the kiss. It was simply a kiss of pure contentment. It made him feel safe. It allowed him to love Dark with unclouded emotions. As bad and evil as Dark could be, he loved him. He was a heathen and a devil that he understood. Dark was different from them in a lot of ways, but just as dangerous. He refused to believe that loving him was weakening him. Cause to him; Dark had never looked more frightening than when he was trying to keep what was his. Carrying him over to a seat, Dark sat down with him. Hugging him protectively close to his body. A soft moan left Sean when Dark's lips found his throat and he began to lightly nibble at his flesh. It tickled but felt so good. Curling up in his lap more, Sean whispered into his ear. "You spoil me." Dark's voice dropped to a deep silky tone when he purred directly against his ear. "I'm not sorry about that." Just the sound of his deep tone gave Sean goosebumps all over.

Darkiplier's tongue licked up the ridge of his ear with a slow intentional show of possession. Getting an instant rise out of Sean both physically and emotionally. Sean's fingers clawed into Dark's shoulders with a trembling moan that escaped without permission. Hinting to Dark without words that he was turned on by that small act. Grinning devilishly, Dark brought his lips closer to Sean's, whispering over them in that deep powerful silky voice of his. "Spoiling you gives me purpose beyond tormenting the weak willed. It fills me with a fire that I can't control... and I like it how it burns." Blushing a soft pink, Sean pressed his lips to Dark's to silence him before he could make him blush harder. He was screwing with him on purpose with words like that. Wanting him to seek him out to quench his lust. Dark was jealous and angry that Salazar wanted something that was his. So, Dark was trying to get him to seduce him. To play with him. He needed him to show him that he was tempted by no other. So, he did. Cupping his face, Sean never broke the kiss as he adjusted himself to straddle Dark's lap. Pushing Dark firmly against the back of the leather seat, until he was leaning over him to claim his soft lips.