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❝ Masquerade ❞

{ seething shadows breathing lies }

Traditional thing that Iseul is, he made a point of sending out invitations to every monster and supernatural being with whom he's acquainted the day after telling Damian of his masked ball. Each is written in a large, looping hand and reads:

My Dear Friend,

You are cordially invited to a most exclusive masquerade ball to be held at my estate on the next new moon. The attire is formal with a theme of silver and gold. My doors will open promptly at 8:00pm. Dinner will be served with music, dance, and festivities to follow.

I do so look forward to your attendance.

Kindest Regards,
Your Host

Iseul's calling card is included for those who may not recognize his handwriting. It also happens to have his address on it, as well.

Guests will find the house dark and sprawling, positively goth in decor and style. For those who know or know of Iseul, this won't be a surprise. There's a running joke in the community that the Fae is truly meant to be a vampire... more so than his long-standing vampire rival. Those in attendance will be shown to the parlor, the pocket doors thrown wide to the adjoining suite to make it something of a small ballroom. Musicians sit off to the corner playing with few breaks throughout the night.

The dining room boasts a long table with a veritable banquet. Though, one must be careful about eating Faerie food. Never fear, dear guests, for none of this food was prepared or even harvested by Fae hands. Outside, the grounds are covered with sprawling flower gardens, topiaries, and even a small maze of hedges. Lanterns light the paths since there's no moon for light. Both in and out, the house has many dark nooks and crannies and unoccupied to rooms to disappear into. All guests are welcome to stay if, for any reason, they are unable to leave at first light.

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There was...there was something going on in Matthias' mind. These expressions weren't anything that he'd ever seen before. Frowning, he tried to understand them, tried to comprehend... But in the end he just couldn't. He even reached out to stop him from walking further but then his friend stopped entirely.

"...stop? Stop what?"

What was he asking him?

“Finding pleasures elsewhere,” he answer without a moment’s thought. “Do you want me to stop?” For you I will, his eyes seemed to say. Matthias was sure his heart beat faster with that question. He was sure Sam could hear it, that physical manifestation of anxiousness that came out of nowhere. Why was he anxious? What did he have to worry about?

Sam's eyes widened in surprise. That was what he'd meant? And he even looked like he'd actually do it too. For him. But...but why? He had no reason to since he had no feelings for him.

...did he have no feelings for him? He could tell that Matthias was getting anxious, something that wasn't typical for him. He never worried about things like this. So why...

Reaching out, he cupped his cheek and looked down into those dark, dark eyes. "Describe how you feel when you think about me, please. I want to... I need to hear it."

Once more, Matthias’ brows furrowed. He owed Sam a careful examination, an honest answer. Self-reflection like this wasn’t something the demon enjoyed. He much preferred being flighty and spontaneous, without depth or care. And yet…

He cared about Sam. Cared about his feelings and his well-being. Even missed him if they were parted for any significant amount of time (it’s been known to happen if Matthias chose to spend a few days or more with one of his playthings).

“You’re…” Mine felt like a non-answer.

“I, he began again, “want to keep you safe… from danger, from pain. I strive to be honest with you when it matters most.” That’s not something Matthias can say for most. He lies and twists as easily as he breathes. “You are simultaneously the light that leads me home and home itself.”

All uttered in slow, broken thoughts, as if spoken as they came to his head without any filter.

Watching him, he listened to what he had to say. Every single detail of it. It wasn't much but it spoke volumes of something that Sam hadn't been sure was even possible for a demon. As far as he'd known they couldn't love. They just couldn't. They were too selfish for all of that. Yet there was nothing selfish about anything that Matthias had just said.

Not only that but he was willing to put aside his own pleasures to be just...his? Really? Sam watched him a moment longer then swallowed before speaking.

"Matthias, that is how I feel about you when I tell you that I love you..."

Cue those inky eyes blinking. Several times.

“… What?”

That’s… not possible. Demons weren’t wired for those softer feelings. In all his very long life, Matthias has never once heard of one of his kind loving another. They just weren’t built for it.

So how…? Why…?

"What you've described to me, all of that, is a feeling of...love." For Sam somehow. He had no idea how it was possible and yet here they were talking about it. "More than that you're a selfish creature who has decided to put everything about yourself aside. For me."

He didn't know how it was possible for a demon to love yet here they were. It was so surprising to say the least.

"I don't want to decide your feelings for you. I just wished to point out what I saw." He hesitated a moment then pressed forward.

"If you do love me then I'd have you as a lover and all that I be your only one."

Yes, Matthias was a selfish creature. Even now, he’s telling himself these feelings he has for Sam are borne of that. Sam was his, after all. His chosen companion for all these long years. But… didn’t that make Matthias’ Sam’s, too? Sam could part ways with him at any time. That was the deal: until one of them tired of the other.

Was the demon capable of love? He wasn’t convinced. All this could just be the byproduct of comfort mixed with his natural possessiveness. Yet, whatever doubts he had didn’t stop him from uttering, “I will accept you as my only one.”

Matthias didn't have to have said the words 'I love you' to him. He didn't because he'd said them by agreeing to have only Sam as his. Sam felt his heart beat faster as a moment he never thought would happen, well, did. This demon loved him and wanted to be with only him.

It was enough for Sam to dive forward to kiss Matthias for the first time. To really kiss him. Oh he'd given him affection in the past but never anything like this. Nothing with all of his feelings pouring out to offer to the demon.

God but he did love him. And his heart soared knowing that he was actually loved back.

That swoop forward, the sudden closing of the distance between them as much as Sam’s mouth on his took Matthias by surprise. The wolf had some height on him, so he was already looking up when they crashed together. The mask he’d pushed back onto his head earlier in the night toppled to the ground as he tipped his head back even further to meet Sam’s kiss.

He could taste it on Sam’s tongue: years of love and longing for him. It was like a drug that Matthias wanted more of. So he rose up on the balls of his feet, throwing his around Sam’s neck to keep the wolf close. He pried his tongue between Sam’s soft lips, sweeping into his mouth to map it out for the first time in all their years together.

He'd dreamed of this for years. Longed for it. Yet he'd never thought that he would have it. Kissing him now it almost didn't feel real. But his lips were so warm against his own, so real, so there. Sam moved his hands down so one arm could wrap around Matthias while his other hand cupped the back of his neck to support it. Tongues tangled as they got to know each other even more intimately than they ever had before.

When air was needed, Sam didn't stay far from those lips he could finally kiss so freely now. "I want you to be my mate. Will you allow me that honor?"

Matthias savored that kiss. The intensity of it sent a thrill skittering along his spine and left his heart beating fast. Gasping in a sip of air, he peered up at Sam from under his thick lashes. It almost seemed demure if not for the heat burning in his eyes. His fingers trailed along the back of Sam’s neck, toying at the shortest hair at his nape.
Matthias had a mind to make some smartass remark. ‘I wouldn’t say no.’ ‘If it makes you happy.’ He thought twice about that, not wanting to hurt Sam or seem half-hearted in such a moment as this. So, he nodded instead. And nodded again. “I will.”

Sam's face lit up and he looked happier than he had in years. Oh Matthias would still be able to taste the guilt under all that joy, that would never go away. But he was truly so happy in that moment despite that and he kissed him again before pulling back to gaze at him with such adoration and fondness.

"Let's get out of here. I want to be with you in the way I've only dreamed of until now."

Now something of the familiar Matthias returned. A sly grin settled on his lips and mischief lit in those still-burning eyes. A single brow lifted as if in challenge and Matthias simply said, “What? You don’t want to do it right here?”

Even as he spoke, he was wiggling free of Sam’s hold to retrieve his mask so they could go!

"Not when I want to spend the rest of the night doing it with you."

Sam gave him a playful smile then made sure he had everything before taking Matthias' hand. Once he had it, he gave the back of it a kiss. Only then did he head for the door so that way they could head out together. He wanted to get home above the bar quickly. That way he could show his mate everything he'd been dreaming of doing with him. For literal years.

Matthias would’ve insisted they say goodbye to their host, however, the fae was nowhere to be found… at least, the demon didn’t catch sight of him in the entire walk back through the garden, through the house, and to their car. The ride back to Sam’s bar was almost unbearable – Matthias was certain they caught every red light en route.

But once they were finally home, Matthias all but flung himself at his wolf. He rolled up on his tip toes to drape his arms around Sam, pressing light but eager kisses to his lips. He could’ve had his clothes shed as soon as they walked through the door, but he wanted to let Sam take the lead… perhaps for a little while.

“Show me what you’ve been dreaming on, Su-bin.”

Wrapping his arms around Matthias, he hauled him up so that his legs were around his waist as he walked them up the stairs to their home. A grin was on his face the entire way. Very rarely did the wolf in him come out but it was coming out strong right now as he tossed his mate onto the large bed before crawling his way toward him. Then he captured his lips again, hands getting his demon out of those clothes as fast as he could.

And any skin that he revealed? He pressed kisses and nibbles to it, enjoying every inch of it along the way. Though he knew this scent well by now, he breathed it in as if he were learning it for the first time, mesmerized by it.

Has he ever had such a tall partner? He can’t recall. And, honestly, thinking about previous lovers wasn’t something he was keen on doing at present. Why bother when he had someone new and fresh to make pleasant memories with? The devilish grin on his face made it abundantly clear he enjoyed that way Sam was manhandling him.

Matthias helped where he could with the undressing, tugging insistently at Sam’s clothes once his own were cast aside. Dropped and forgotten in favor of tilting his head back and relishing the feel of Sam’s mouth on his body. All their many years of playful flirtation and they were finally – finally! – going to be intimate.

Not only that, but intimate in a way Matthias has never been before. It wasn’t just to sate a physical need. No, there was more depth to this. Feelings, even if Matthias was still unsure what exactly they were and the implications of them. He wanted this wolf and that was all that mattered in the moment.

Sam was all too happy to shed his clothes, shuddering when cool air touched his skin. But as soon as he was naked, he was back to tasting his mate all over again, moving his mouth along his body and letting his tongue dart out here and there to get a better taste. Then he sighed happily and pressed more kisses along his body until he was between his legs.

Lifting him up to make sure Matthias would have his head against the pillows, he ran his tongue over that cock. Smiling at the flavor of him, he nuzzled his cock once before taking him between his lips so start sucking slowly to work him nice and hard.

Oh, it’s inevitable that in their time together Matthias hadn’t seen most if not all of Sam’s body. But seeing him now, like this? Intentionally disrobing in front of Matthias’ hungry gaze, sharing every inch of himself with the intent to do so, it made his pulse race and stirred his desire. It’s barely more than a glimpse before Sam’s upon him.

Matthias’ head falls back under the onslaught of those eager lips on his skin. His hands darted out, palms moving across those broad shoulders and over his biceps. When Sam moved too low for that to continue, Matthias’ tangled his fingers in Sam’s hair, instead.

Already he savored Sam’s weight above him. He squirmed and writhed, sighing liberally, moaning when the wolf’s mouth found somewhere particularly sensitive. As he moved lower, Matthias parted his legs to make more room for him, shivering with anticipation the closer Sam’s devilish mouth got to his cock.

And once that hot, wet tongue dragged along his dick, Matthias’ fingers clenched in Sam’s hair and he moaned out loudly. Matthias, unsurprisingly, wasn’t shy or reserved in his pleasure. He choked on rattling moan the moment he found himself enveloped in the wet heat of his wolf’s mouth. He wasn’t hard to start, but the more Sam played with him, the more he filled. Once he was fully erect, Matthias rocked his hips, pushing himself further into that delightful mouth.

“Ahh,” he sighed out, lifting his head off the pillow to watch Sam’s head bobbing and his cock disappearing between his lips. “Su-bin…”

All the noises that he pulled from this body were just what he'd longed to hear. To know that he was the one who had caused them to happen. Sam sighed and moaned softly against his skin as pulled off of him to press kisses along his cock before taking him back between his hips. Strong hands supported his hips to make this even easier on Matthias' lower back as he kept sucking and getting him that much harder.

When his mate was fully hard, he pulled off of him, running his tongue from base to tip before kissing his way back up that lovely frame. Smiling down at him, he caught those lips in another heated kiss while he took advantage of having long arms to reach for the lube that he kept by the bed. Though he was typically private about his needs, he did still have them and it was good to be prepared.

There’s very little privacy when living with a demon who doesn’t need sleep. Only those times when Matthias wasn’t home – which could sometimes stretch on for days (though he’d usually find occasion to text the wolf so he’d know he hadn’t been abandoned yet).

Matthias shivers each time Sam pulled off of him. The wolf’s saliva on his overheated dick sent shivers running up his spine and earned whines of protest. Ah, but the truth was that while he enjoyed Sam sucking on him, he didn’t actually want to cum in his mouth… not yet anyway. But he was eager for everything Sam had to give him, wanton and unbridled in his reactions.

He tasted himself on Sam’s lips, arching up beneath for more skin-to-skin contact, eagerly sweeping his tongue into the wolf’s mouth to tangle with the resident muscle. His hands slipped from Sam’s hair, blunted nail scraping across the backs of his shoulders. Sam will find Matthias was very hot beneath him, what with the demon running at a higher temperature than the average human (it makes for good snuggling in the winter!).

Ah, but he could taste Sam’s desire, feel it in every shift of muscle beneath skin, in every touch, in every kiss. And Matthias offered it right back to him: unrestrained lust, a need for him and him alone. The demon drew his legs up, pressing his feet into the mattress to leverage himself. He rocked his hips up, grinding his hot hard cock against Sam’s.

“Su-bin,” he moaned, “I want you so bad…” The how of it didn’t matter. Whether Sam fucked him or sat on his cock, it didn’t matter to Matthias as long as one of them got inside the other and soon.

"Let me get your ready." Pouring the lube onto his fingers, he settled himself nicely between those legs and worked a finger into him. Before long he was working a second, spreading Matthias open as he pressed hot kisses along his jaw and neck. He had to curl a little to be able to reach him like this but that didn't bother him in the slightest. It even excited the wolf in him in a way.

Scraping his teeth against his neck, he shuddered. A demon would be able to heal from any mark that he made and yet it was so tempting to still mark him as his own. To claim him as only his. It was the alpha in him talking and he knew it...

So he dragged his tongue over the spot and let out a little shuddering sigh. He'd always loved Matthias' scent but today he loved it more than ever. It was just so...delicious.

Matthias sighed out Sam’s name, hands roaming over every inch of skin he could comfortably touch while the wolf worked him open. Those kisses prompted him to let his head drop back, intentionally exposing his throat. Oh, he’s well aware of what that signals. It’s exactly the message Matthias wanted to convey: I’m yours.

Those teeth against his throat left the demon shuddering, whining for more than just that soft tease. Sam was holding back. Matthias’ brows furrowed slightly and he found his fingers pushing through Sam’s hair once more. Maybe more than that, trying to guide him a little?

“Do it,” he urged, curling his fingers tightly into Sam’s hair. “Let it out.” Oh, yes, he longed to see more of the wolf in Sam.

His eyes darted up, surprised by what Matthias just said. He wanted him to mark him. If he'd had wolf features out they would have all been in high alert, filled with interest. But that was the only hesitation he made before his teeth sank into Matthias' shoulder where it connected to his neck. Blood rushed into his mouth but he didn't swallow it since he wasn't a vampire.

Latching on with an intention to leave a scar despite what Matthias was, Sam growled deep and low. For a moment his eyes flashed gold as the wolf in him came out more and more.

Sliding his fingers away, he lined himself up and sank his cock into his mate. The feeling of how hot and tight he was made him growl again, every part of him claiming him as his own. This demon was his now. In every sense of the word.

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