The Rejected Angel and the Run Away Demon

Stealing the Demons Heart

D.J Point Of View

I never once thought that I Daylan Jones would find another man mouth watering. I wanted to run my hands down his nice toned chest. Hell I even wanted to lick up his chest! What has gotten into me? My mind seemed to wander away right back to my dirty thoughts of the sweet angel that I wished would let me have him. I needed to get my mind off of my sweet Angel before I went back into his cell and had him for me and me only. Laughing nervously I called Danielle. Perhaps playing around with the most used toy could help me. Smirking I walked into my room waiting for her to show up.

My Door creaked, I looked up and saw Danielle walk in and walk over to me sitting in my lap. She smiled flirtatiously at me. I resisted the urge to puke and smiled tightly back at her.

"So baby what will our next activity's include?" I winced at her high pitched voice.

"Most defiantly duct-tap." I smirked at her surprised expression.

"Why will we need duct-tap?" She nibbled on my ear lightly.

"Its for your mouth. I hate it when you speak." She smirked and flipped us over so my back was on the bed and she was on top of me. I kissed down her neck the image of the angel still locked up in the cell next door, my mind only thinking about him. I pushed her off me and sighed standing up and walking to the cell next door. I couldn't take it anymore. I HAD to see him.....my Angel. When I walked in I saw that he had slipped one hand out of the chains which had once been holding him up against the wall. I smiled and as I watched him yank on the chains trying to get his other hand out. It was then that I noticed that the chain that had been holding his hand captive had ripped away the skin leaving a gaping wound bound to get infected in this molding cell. I coughed getting his attention he quickly put his bleeding hand behind his back trying to hide it.

"What did you do to your hand angel?" I asked stepping closer. He flinched away but tried to hide. The fact that he was afraid of me hurt.

"N-nothing sir." He said looking down at his feet. I stepped closer moving around the cell slowly as to not scare him.

"Its okay Angel.....May I see your hand? I promise I wont hurt you." My voice softened as I said this. I cleared my throat trying to gain back my control and crouched down beside him holding out my hand. He gave me a curious look then cautiously brought his hand out from behind his back and put it in my hand. I moved closer and gently moved my other hand over to examine it.

"Oh Angel....."Sighing I got the key out of my pocket and took the other chain off of his hand.

"W-what are you doing?" He watched me closely. I smiled softly at him.

"Come on Angel I need to get your hand bandaged up." Smiling I stood up and gently pulled him up with me.

"Dont worry Angel you wont be coming back here anytime soon." I smiled and walked out turning around to make sure he was following, which he was. I made my way through the dark halls of the house that my gang and I lived at. We made it to the surprisingly clean kitchen where I stopped my angel, wrapped an arm around his waist and lifted him onto the counter.

"Stay." I said to him. I laughed at his surprised expressions. Smiling I grabbed a wet rag, a neddle, some alcohol, some thread and gazz. I turned to my Angel and sat the materials by him on the counter. He flinched while he looked at the needle.

"Don't worry it wont hurt." I smiled and held my hand out to him. He shook his head no and held his hand close to his chest.

"I'm Scarred of pointy things." I smiled softly at him.

"Angel I wont use the needle then.It was only a precaution anyways. Let me clean the wound please?" I smiled at him and reached my hand out. He looked at me warily but soon gave me his hand. I smiled and gently rubbed circles on his palm with my thumb. I grabbed the wet rag and gently as I could I wiped the blood away from his wound. He winced. Frowning I whispered an apology to him. I dabbed at his wrist wiping up the blood that rested their. Once all of the blood was gone. I noticed that the wound wasn't as deep as I was afraid it was. I gently wrapped his wrist with the gazz. Making sure that all of the wound was covered. When I was done I stood up admiring my handy work. I noticed that my Angel hadn't taken his eyes off of me since I had stood up.