Zed: *He mumbled curses as he staggered back to Photosphere. He was so in pain, so upset, so downright angry that he could hack anyone he encountered in half... if his injured body allowed him to, that is. The green-haired demon wiped at the blood runnig down the side of his head, wincing at the cut the human swordsman had made. Dripping purple blood behind him, he headed straight for the head Quarter Knight's room. He had an issue to settle with Zeikfried.*

Zeikfried: *Today, he was in a good mood. Or actually, great. After Lady Harken had destroyed the last of those Guardian Statues, Mother had been revived. Now they could really continue the plans... On taking over Filgaia. The demon leader grinned to himself. Suddenly he heard someone entering the room and turned around.* Zed... Can't you knock? Hmpt. Nice to see you actually made it back here....

Zed: *He glared at the older demon, advancing straight into the room and standing before the desk.* I didn' t know that Harken was gonna be there. ...I was a decoy? *He demanded angrily, not bothering that his blood was staining the desktop.*

Zeik: Ha. You expected me to leave such important matters to your hands alone? Think again. I suspected you'd fail, so I sent Harken there too... *He got up and glanced at the floor and the desktop, which were stained by the young demon's blood.*

Zed: *He clenched his hands to his sides, pride hurt.* ...I could have taken care of it by myself. The humans merely got lucky...

Zeik: Hmpt. Those humans have given us enough trouble already... You should've been more careful. Lucky? Hah. They were no match for Lady Harken, so.... Maybe you need more practise.

Zed: .......... *Falling silent, he just stared bitterly at his lover. It was bad enough that he didn't stand up to Zeik's standards. Having bleeding wounds all over his body was not helping the matter any.* ...Is that all I am? A decoy? I won't stand for that... *He gritted his teeth, refusing to be reprimanded*

Zeik: *He folded his arms, his eyes studying the younger demon* Perhaps not. But after failing to destroy the statue, you worked nicely as one. Harken had enough time to do her part... I sent her there to see that you get the work done, and as you didn't...

Zed: I could have done it! ...I would have done it... *He finally looked down, knowing that he would have failed either way. It just gnawed at him, the fact that he was not strong enough to face mere three humans. Feeling faint from the loss of blood, he shook his head lightly.* Well, your careful planning is to be appreciated. *He spoke with much sarcasm* But I don't need you using me...

Zeik: Hah. *He walked to the other side of the table and wrapped his arms around Zed* Using you? What do you mean by that? I was just being careful, that's all... And seems that I had a reason for that... *He felt the young demon tremble under his touch* Oh my. This must hurt. Did the humans really have the chance of doing all this to you? You really need some more practise...

Zed: *He squirmed, but his body didn't have the usual strength. He ended up losing his footing and sagging into Zeik's hold. Breathing a little shallowly from the fatigue and pain, he muttered crossly.* Say what you will... You know that all I do is practice from day to night when I'm not with you. *And it is no lie.*

Zeik: So true, my dear... *He grinned almost evilly and started to kiss the demon swordsman's bloodied neck* Maybe you'll get another chance someday... but until then...

Zed: Stop, Zeik. I'm in no shape for it... *He struggled again to no avail, shivering at the feel of the lips upon his neck.* Let go...

Zeik: No my dear Zed... I think I should teach you a few things... First one being, always do as I say... or... *He covered the younger demon's lips with his own, his hands working on taking off Zed's clothes.*

Zed: *His cat-like eyes widened at the sudden kiss, and his first instinct is to bite down on the other's lower lip. He's pissed at being treated thus. It was as if Zeik only saw him as the object to satisfy his bodily needs. Pushing the older one by the shoulders, he tried again and again to get away.*

Zeik: *He slapped the young demon hard* Stop that... You do as I say, or...! *He was angry now, and with few sudden moves he ripped off the rest of Zed's clothes*

Zed: *He screamed a little, unexpecting such treatment from Zeik. His lip tore at the slap, more blood coloring his pale face. Going rigid from instinctive fear, he gripped the torn folds of his tunic, beginning to tremble.* S-stop...!

Zeik: Shut up. You failed, and you expect me to like that? Hmpth. *He grabbed the young demon and threw him on the sofa*

Zed: Agh! *He cried out when his injured shoulder hit the cushions, tears rimming his eyes now. Tattered clothes hung about his lithe frame, blood sticking the garments to his skin. Too weak now to scramble away, he curled up on his side and shook his head like a child in denial.* No... Zeik, don't do this!

Zeik: *He was feeling very angry now, from hearing Zed's protests.* You will obey, or I'll teach you to obey....! *He pressed the young demon down on the sofa, and started kissing him violently*

Zed: *He whimpered against the rough lips, more tears spilling out of his eyes. //This is just like Alhazad...// The thought made him shiver more, and he felt his blood run cold. Feeling hollow fear, he struck Zeik's back with weak fists, making meaningless and stupid protests.*

Zeik: *He slapped the young demon a few times to make him stay still for a while. Then he took a step back and proceeded to remove his armor and clothes.* I will teach you what happens to those who defy my orders...

Zed: *He sobbed, hiding his face with his hands and cowering against the backrest. Everything hurt terribly, from his gaping wounds to breaking heart. He'd thought that Zeik would protect him and now... this.* ...Zeik... please, don't... *He whimpered, curling up more and more until he was in a fetal position like he always used to be while Alhazad played with him.*

Zeik: *He grabbed Zed's shoulders, pressed him down on his back and forced his legs apart* Now listen, you... *Suddenly he stopped for a while //No... I can't do it like this... I promised I'd never hurt him...// He shook his head, looking at his shivering lover* Zed... *he whispered softly. He wrapped his arms around the young demon* I'm sorry... //But...I can make you want this...//

Zed: *He kept on trying to curl back up, twisting weakly in Zeik's embrace. Weeping softly, he moved his hands about, attempting and not really succeeding to ply the strong arms away. Bleeding was slowing now, thanks to his literally super-human body structure, but he'd lost too much to function at full strength. Even if he could have, he was too panicked and afraid to act smartly. Not listening to Zeik's amends, he whimpered again.* Please, don't... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... *He is in full defensive stance, his limbs rigid.*

Zeik: It's alright... Now relax... I won't hurt you... *He kissed the young demon on the lips gently, caressing his injured body softly* It will all be alright now...

Zed: *He sniffled, looking nervously into Zeik's face. The soft caressing was more like the usual Zeik he knew, but he was still frightened.* I'm sorry... Don't hurt me... *Reverting back to the timid little creature he used to be under Alhazad's care, he whispered a plea.*

Zeik: *He gently held the younger demon close to him //A little better... but I have to make you relax now...// He kissed Zed again* Now you see, nothing to be afraid of... *

Zed: *He whimpered quietly against the kiss, his body gradually losing power and lain limp on the sofa. He wasn't relaxing in mind, but his body seemed to.*

Zeik: *Smiling, he traced his hands down the young demon's body. //Good...// Skillfully, he started kissing Zed's neck, slowly moving lower. He let his hand slip between the demon swordmans legs //Hmm, very good. At least he's responding...//*

Zed: *His body, as usual, was hyper-sensitive to the touch. Alhazad had taught his body to be so, to reduce the pain of sadistic toying. Breathing out weakly, he arched to Zeik's hands and lips.* Ahh...

Zeik: *He continued caressing the younger demon, stroking the half-erect member gently* Good... just relax.... *Grinning to himself, he moved a little lower, pressing his lips against one nub on the smooth chest.*

Zed: Zeik... *He whispered, sobs subsiding now. He was starting to moan softly, his sex hardening steadily in Zeik's hand. The fruit upon his chest puckered hard as well, becoming a sensitive bud.*

Zeik: *He continued sucking the nipple, his hand playing with Zed's erection //Good... I knew I could make you want this... My dear Zed...// He ran his hand between the young demon's buttocks, gently pushing one finger inside the small opening.*

Zed: Aaaaa... *He tensed momentarily as he was impaled gently with a finger. Triple stimulation is just too much, and he began to spill precum. Mewing, he squirming slightly against the cushions, now forgetting his pains from the bliss.*

Zeik: Very good... I said I wouldn't hurt you... *He continued caressing the young demon, playing with the hard nub. Carefully, he pushed another finger inside. He wanted to be gentle, but he was starting to feel anxious, wanting to take his lover.*

Zed: *He arched and arched, Zeik's long fingers glazing over his prostates. His crotch was coated with shiny white liquid now, his early dew squirting out without rest. He felt overwhelmed, as he was everytime, and began to pump up.*

Zeik: Zed... *His actions now turned faster, almost violent //Damn.... I can't... I need you... now...// Shifting his position so that he was on top of the young demon, he gently but strongly pulled the young demon closer.*

Zed: *He knew that he would be impaled deep soon. He cooed softly and nudged his legs apart, compliant in the pleasurable mindloss.*

Zeik: *He began to sink in carefully, not wanting to hurt his injured lover... But then, not being able to control himself any longer, he began to thrust hard, pressing his lips against the young demon's.*

Zed: *He was numbed of pain by now, and he only responded with bliss. He moaned into Zeik's mouth, his inside fluttering against the thrusting length, clamping hard. He came easily, perhaps too face.*

Zeik: ...Zed... *he sighed his lover's name as felt he young demon's release. He continued the passionate kissing as he pressed eagerly against his lover, feeling his own release approaching. He closed his eyes, letting the orgasm take over his senses.*

Zed: *He slackened against Zeik as he was filled. He was feeling half-faint to begin with, and now he is really out cold. The blood loss is quite serious, though most liquid had clotted.*

Zeik: *He lay on top of his lover until his breathing finally become steady again.*

Zed... *Carefully, he pulled himself off of the young demon. //Hmm... You need rest... and some medical care... Not here, better if I take you to my quarters...// He touched the pale face softly, then proceeded to get dressed again. Very cautiously, he wrapped his cloak around the fragile body, then lifted up his unconscious lover and carried him out of the office.*