But Fear Feels So Much Better

Dimitri Navarro | Master | Wraith | 948 years old | Enjoys violence, overstimulation and body worship.

[cairogaudetdeluca]

“What we playin? Kick the can? Tag? I’m more of a hide and go seek guy myself. How bout you let me out and go hide. I count to 100 and come seek yer ass huh? Sound like a deal bro?” He smirked leaning more on his cage. “What are you anyway? Boogieman? Bet you like to scare kids huh? Closet hider right?”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“No, wasn’t that kind of games I meant. I have something a lot more fun in mind. And it doesn’t involve you leaving my sight.” The man’s smile turned more sinister by the second and slowly he approached the slave, making sure he’d make him uncomfortable with his presence. “I’m a wraith, thank you very much. A fucked up version of a ghost you could say. As for the scaring, I gotta find ways to amuse myself when everything else gets old.”

[cairogaudetdeluca]

Shade hadn’t seen or heard anyone so for someone to suddely be there he nearlly fell on his ass. It took him a moment to recover. His heart pounding as a hand rested over his chest. “Dude, you scared the shit out of me. Jesus what the fuck is your deal yo?” He questioned glad the door was separating them. He looked down the hall either way trying to decide how and where the guy came from. “Where am I going? I don’t know. I haven’t got that far yet, but obviously out of this cell. What about you? Where are you goin?”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Seeing the slave almost tumble over in shock was a highly amusing sight. Childish humor, maybe, but Dimitri couldn’t help but laugh out loud, only holding his hand up to his mouth in a false attempting to contain himself. “That was the entire point. My deal is fairly simple, but we’ll get to that later.” The wraith replied with the last of his laugh. “Tsk tsk, you’re not coming out of that cell unless someone takes you our, pet. And you have nowhere to run. Me? I’m going to find someone to play with. And now that someone might be you.”

[xinnocent-angelx]

Ayase bit hard on his bottom lip, taking a step back away from the male as he kept his eyes locked on the master. “Stay away from me. I’m in no mood for any sort of play. So just go away.”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri growled slightly and immidiately went to grab the slave’s wrist, pulling him back closer. “You don’t get to tell me what to do. Nor do I care what you’re in the mood for. You’re a slave, I’ll fucking treat you like one.”

[xinnocent-angelx]

Ayase bit his bottom lip lightly as he looked up at the man. “I’m not really al experienced if sex is what you’re looking for….I’m sure there are plenty of other boys who would be more willing,” he said softly as he dropped his gaze away.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri’s hungry eyes studied the other up and down. “I don’t care if you’re experienced or willing. It’s all the more fun to play with the inexperienced ones.” An evil smile spread across his lips, a telling sign he wasn’t going to let Ayase off the hook.

[thereapernoel]

Lucien too had changed. Colder, crueler after leaving his heart behind. He was able too see so much of the world, but Dimitri was lost to him, blocked from his vision. The only one he wanted to see yet he was denied by God. Perhaps that was what change him so deeply. He no longer wanted to serve, but to usurp God and take his place so he could once again see his wraith. He could watch over and protect him.

Perhaps God knew of his plan or perhaps he felt the sway of his heart. Lucien no longer loved the benevolent creature he called Father. There was no room for God so much of him consumed by the past, by Dimitri. The cell door was removed as if it were nothing. Lucien wasn’t able to speak as Dimitri approached and took him in his arms; he holding him just as tightly. He still didn’t fully grasp what was happening, why his eyes welled with water that rolled down his cheek when he closed them. Why the moment was so bitter sweet.

His lips sought out Dimitri’s and Lucien kissed him again and again.Kissed him until he was sure he’d suffocate and yet went gasping back for more. His taste, smell, the sound of his voice the angel had been so terrified he’d forget. They were all back. They were all his again. “Dimitri…” Breathless desperation consumed the name. The ring of white outlined the crystal blue of his iris, his wings still pure white, were softly aglow. “I am here now, here with you.” The last barely a whisper as he sealed his lips over Dimtri’s again, hand tangling in his hair. The angel already whimpering against the wraith’s lips. Already so much putty in his hand.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri never knew what heaven was, but he imagined being with Lucien had to pretty damn close. Being without him had sure felt like hell. Dimitri usually didn’t care for people at all, but he’d grown so strongly attached to the angel. The arrogant, snobby but oh so beautiful angel. His Lucien.

He let him kiss him, never stopped or interrupted him but simply tried to keep up with Lucien’s rapid pace. God, how he had missed the feeling, the taste of his lips. Everything that had disappeared during their time apart was quickly coming rushing back to him. The sheer prospect of real emotions nearly knocked the wind out of him. But strangey he welcomed it back into his life, because it was so different and he’d missed it more than he wanted to ever admit.

A shiver travelled through the wraith’s human body at the mere sound of his name falling from the angel’s lips. But it also made a smile appear on his lips, another rare thing for him. “You’re here.” He repeated softly, eyes never leaving Lucien’s face as he reached up to caress his cheek and wipe the tears from his ski. “Please don’t cry, baby. We’re together again. And you are still so, so beautiful.” The words came out in adoring whispers. And his lips were welcome once again, always. Dimitri needed him, but as much as Lucien seemed to need him. And the wraith did everything in his power to keep him close, kiss him with all his passion and never let him go again.

[dom-slavex-blog]

Dominic simply kept his stare on the man, a low growl escaping his throat at a constant tone.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri merely chuckled at the boy’s reaction to him. It was cute more than anything. “Now be a good boy and come here, before you make it worse for yourself.”

[fletchthomas-blog]

“Oooh, you know, I’d love to, really would, but I’m very against taking orders from little puppies who don’t really know what they’re doing. You’ll understand,” he said with a snarky shrug as he leaned back.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri growled loudly, less than pleased with the slave. “I’m no puppy, pet, and I know exactly what I’m doing. I’ve been doing this since before you were even born, so don’t fucking doubt me. Now get out here before things get real ugly for you.”

[helplessly-trapped-blog]

Arashi could hear the footsteps and when they stopped in front the door his heart began beating fast, the nervousness and fear in him building. He jumped at the growl, pressing his lips together as he stood there for a moment trying to calm himself. Maybe if he just listened this would all go better? Opening the door, he stepped out to stand in front of the man, keeping his eyes down.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

There was no lying to Dimitri. He could feel the boy’s fear straight away and he loved it. His sadistic nature fed on fearful creatures. He waited impatiently for the stranger to finally show his face. And when he did, the wraith looked him up and down, taking in his scared expression. Just how he liked it. With the tip of the knife placed under the phoenix’s chin, he pushed his head up so he could look him in the eye. “What do we have here? Another porcelain doll?”

[nikolai--reznikov]

Knives weren’t scary. Being stabbed or sliced wasn’t scary. Bleeding was [hot] not scary. But the wraith and what he was capable of–now that was terrifying. Out of his long list of options [yeah right], Nick played it smart and obeyed. “Are we making sandwiches?” He stood still, almost bored looking though he was sure he reeked of uncertain fear. 

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Knives were Dimitri’s favourites. They had so much potential to torture and hurt his victims. And he thought Nick would become one of those victims, if he didn’t hurry up. The wraith simply rolled his eyes in impatience at the man’s question. “You might be a slave but you’re not stupid, so don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.” He growled, pointing the knife towards the other, feeling the aura of fear in the air.

[malakaisms]

Ah, the master who thinks he’s so frightening. Cute.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

If you don’t start showing some respect, I’ll show you frightening.

[thereapernoel]

Lucien’s mouth opened, but the name didn’t leave it, nothing did as his eyes met Dimitri’s and he was at a loss for everything. He wanted to move to the other, to be held by him again, touched, loved as he had been. Dimitri was all that he remembered from Earth, the only thing worth remembering. Unplanned and never once did Lucien think he would or could fall in love. At the time he was scared and uncertain, scared of what loving someone other than god would mean. His heart wasn’t meant to feel, he wasn’t meant to feel, he was born to serve, he was made for heaven not earth and certainly not Dimitri. Despite every part of him screaming to abandoned god and his post to stay he’d instead abandoned Dimitri. Wordlessly and heartlessly he’d left him leaving Dimitri to wonder if Lucien had ever been there at all or if it had all been some sort of vivid hallucination.

“Dimitri…” The sound of his name passing from his lips made his heart ache. “I…” There was so much to say, so many things he’d realized in their time apart. Things he’d tired to ignore and bury deep inside of him, things he wanted to deny that were all suddenly bubbling to the surface with Dimitri before him. Stepping to the front of his cell his eyes downcast trying to figure out where to start.

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri could barely believe what he was seeing. After everything that had happened between them, this was the place they’d reunite. A lot of things had changed since Lucien’s initial departure. Dimitri’s fractions of emotions had not only been drowned by grief and anger, he had also gone on a complete rampage, draining countless poor victims of feelings and energy. Just because the force of his precious little angel in his life had suddenly been ripped away. The wraith didn’t know where he’d gone, what had happened. But sure he did suspect the boy had gone back to heaven. Lucien belonged there after all, a good and beautiful creature. Who by nature had no involvement with a monster like Dimitri. Though as their relationship turned out, it was possible for them to fall in love.

Without any hesitation, Dimitri ripped the cage door opened and stalked over to embrace the angel tightly in his arms. Where he truly belonged. The wraith didn’t realise how much he’d wanted his lover back in his arms, missing his warmth, his presence, everything he was. “Fuck I’ve missed you. So so much. Where’ve you been?” He uttered, holding Lucien closely trying to convince them both this was real again.

[xinnocent-angelx]

“What do you want?”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“What do you think I want?”

[dom-slavex-blog]

“I’m not scared of shit, fucker.” The master flickered, like a vision. It made Dom’s head hurt. “Just fucking leave, okay? I don’t want you fucking me, so go.”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“Really? ‘Cause it sure feels like you are.” Dimitri moved closer to the slave in his usual threatening manner. “Don’t fucking try and tell me what to do. I bark the orders here and I’m not giving you a choice.” 

[dom-slavex-blog]

Dominic backed himself up against the wall, growling, teeth bared at the master. “If your puny cock comes anywhere near me i’m gonna bite off.”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

Dimitri laughed out loud at that. “You, slave, are like an open book. Scared.” The master said with a smirk playing on his lips. In a fraction of a second, his form flashed from human to ghost and back again. A silent warning. “I’d like to see you try.”

[dom-slavex-blog]

“Fuck you.”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“Nah, rather I’m gonna fuck you.”

[dom-slavex-blog]

Shit,  Dominic though to himself, A fucking master. “How bout I don’t play your little game and you find some whiny bottom bitch around the corner?”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“That’s not how this works.” Dimitri smiled devilishly. “My eyes are on you now.”

[dom-slavex-blog]

“And what the fuck do you think you are looking at?”

[master-dimitrinavarro-blog]

“Give a guess. But, if you’re wrong, I might have to punish you.”