Yours? (MxM)

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Who Ya Gonna Call?

Alistair

"Well, what the hell can we do now?" I cried. "Alexander The Great?"

Alucard shrugged.

"Are you sure its Alexander The Great? That seems kinda...farfetched." my eyebrows furrowed. "Why would such an important person in history want Camden?"

Blake snorted. "Yeah, right? If your going to kidnap someone to be your sex slave, at least make sure he's hot."

I growled at him. "He is not a sex slave! And he is hot!"

Blake smirked. "He has a flat ass, ugly hair, and a babyface."

I scoffed. "Well, sorry that Camden doesn't have an ass like your bitch does!"

"Gentlemen." Alucard broke the tension. "This isn't about rears. This is about saving a poor dhampir from a life of misery. Even though I do agree with you, Blake. Quinn has a very nice ass."

I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously though, why Camden?"

Alucard shrugged on a jacket. "Who knows? Suit up, let's go."

"B-But wait!" I shouted. "We can't defeat him! He's an incubus!"

Alucard hummed. "You're right. Do you have anyone that could help?"

I crossed my arms, and frowned.

"Yeah, but he's an asshole. "
(Mystery POV now)
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I was taking a beauty bath when my marble rotary phone rang.

"Todd!" I whined. "Get the phone, would you?"

My husband and creation, Todd, was a sexy thing with blond hair and dark brown eyes.

He chuckled as he entered the bathroom, and picked up the phone.

"Hello?"

"Its for you." He handed me the phone, which I cradled to my face.

"You're interrupting my self-care time," I growled. "Make it quick."

"Hi...umm... its Alistair?"

I nearly shot out of the bath.

"Alistair?"

He responded with a hum.

"I'm a married man now, Alistair, I have no time for your blue balls. I hope my nephew is taking good care of your dick."

I went to put down the phone.

"Wait, wait! I need your help!"

I smirked. "How can I help you, dear?"

"Camden has been kidnapped, we need help getting him back."

"Again? How does he manage to get kidnapped so often. I bet it's the fake leg."

I heard Alistair groan.

"Will you help or not?"

I hummed.

"On one condition."

"Name your price."

When I told him, I heard him gulp.

"Deal."