Hellhound AU

[just_aces]

Sometime round about 1900, a witch summoned a hellhound as a familiar.

He didn't mind it, hellhounds are loyal after all, and if some of her spells left him tired and drained, well, that was what he was there for, to keep her from using too much of her own energy for things. That and to eat the souls of her victims, sometimes.

But then, in the early 1970s, she ran afoul of a much stronger coven.

She was quite quickly banished to hell, but the hellhound couldn't be allowed to go with her, because, well, hellhounds are loyal and she was powerful and would have been able to use him to escape.

So the hellhound was made human, figuring that sixty, seventy, even eighty years if he was lucky would be enough time for the witch to have been consumed, so that even when the human-that-had-been-a-hellhound died, and Death herself realized that he was definitely not where, or what, he was supposed to be, she'd send him back.

But then one Charles Rowland kind of fucked up that whole plan by dying young and immediately running away from Death herself.

So the ghost-who-was-the-boy-who-was-the-hellhound has no idea what he was, or still is, under it all.

But, after a trip through hell to save his best friend (Hellhounds are loyal, after all) and time spent in a familiar position -though not a familiar kitchen- after that has been enough to knock a few things loose...

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[uptightboy]

Edwin slid his arm around Charles' shoulders to arch closer as they kissed. There was so much skin touching and he loved it. Ghosts couldn't feel the touch of others but they could feel each other and Edwin was the most glad for that. Because this was addictive. Charles' hand on his side, his hand on the back of his neck, Edwin had never felt more alive and safe, and aroused.

He whimpered Charles' name into their kiss as he found he couldn't stop and wouldn't want to either. Feeling Charles' lips against his, tasting him on his tongue the deeper and more intense they went was amazing. Edwin's whole body was singing for Charles. And before he even realized he moved closer, trying to press his whole body against the other's.

[just_aces]

Charles shuddered at that sound, sucking briefly at Edwin's lower lip before deepening the kiss still further, a low noise building in his chest, caught somewhere between a pleased growl and a hungry moan.

He did, finally, catch Edwin's face between his hands again, levering him gently away from the kiss as if he had to catch his breath, "Edwin." That was the statement in and of itself, at least until he managed to get his train of thought back on the rails, hips shifting beneath his partner, a movement that -even through trousers- was a good indication of just how into this Charles was.

What he finally managed to say, one hand sweeping down Edwin's arm again while the other still cradled his cheek, was: "Going to have to get up or just get rid of these." His fingers tugged at the open waist of Edwin's trousers before he even remembered that he'd gotten them open in the first place, which was when he brightened, grin sliding right back into place as he snaked a hand down into them to cup Edwin's cock through his underthings.

[uptightboy]

Hearing his name like that, and looking into Charles' face made Edwin feel once again quite overwhelmed. He put his hands on Charles' hands on his cheeks, his lower lips trembling as he was unable to form all those feelings that caught up in his chest, threatening to burst his heart. And then Charles had to roll his hips and words turned into moans.

"Yes- yes, I-- uhn!" The sound Edwin gave was pathetic, and so needy. But Edwin was too busy being aroused to care. "Charles I-, ah, I doubt I can stay on my feet for long," he managed to say in a breathless laugh. If he had to get up Edwin was sure that he was going to fall. His legs felt numb and the sheer thought of separating from Charles caused him pain.

"But, before that, a moment..." Edwin breathed and dipped his hand into his pocket, fishing out a small container. When he pocketed it at the beginning of the night it felt vulgar to carry it around, and also a little... rebellious. Or, what was that other word Charles sometimes used? Kinky? But Edwin truly wasn't sure which was worse, carrying it around or... making what it contained and knowing what it was going to be used for. He put it down next to them on the couch before preparing to get rid of more clothes...

[just_aces]

It took Charles only a moment to realize just what that container was and he couldn't help the warm laugh that spilled out of him a moment later, shaking his head even as he leaned back in to pepper Edwin's face with kisses, delight simmering out of him in waves, "Always bloody prepared for any situation, aren't you?" It wasn't an accusation, though it could easily have been, if anything it was some kind of excitement. He'd always been a little turned on by Edwin's level of preparation, his outright competence, just one of those things he hadn't fully realized was a turn-on until their relationship had taken that turn.

He shook his head, rocking his palm against Edwin's cock again, voice having dipped just a little as realization sunk in, "You've been carrying that around all night, haven't you?" The very idea that Edwin had been planning this from the start got to him in ways he couldn't even begin to describe.

"Not going to make you get up, not when we haven't got to, yeah?" Which was to say, as much as he really did want to peel Edwin the rest of the way out of his clothes, he was reaching the point of no return and his patience was already beginning to thin.

[uptightboy]

Edwin felt his whole face and even the tip of his ears burn as Charles kissed him all over in delight. He had to admit he liked it, with all the nerves that got him every time he felt that little jar in his pocket he truly thought he was going to be laughed at. But here Charles was, doing something totally else.

"I have," Edwin admitted quietly, just in time before the touch on his cock rendered him speechless for a few seconds. "I- wasn't thinking, I only- all I could think about- was- was you," he stuttered as his hips moved into Charles' hand to get more of his touch and warmth. To ride that warmth until there was no coming back. Edwin gave a low, frustrated noise when he realized how impatient he had been. So impatient that he was doing such unspeakable things as keeping that lube on him, and now, rocking into Charles' hands like some kind of animal in heat and getting harder by the second. How obscene.

And yes, letting Charles take all his layers off and do the same to him was appealing. But Edwin was afraid he would have been too impatient, too... Well, at this point he wasn't even sure how he would have been. These are all new experiences with Charles and Edwin was learning as much as about himself as about Charles.

But as Charles confirmed that he wouldn't separate them, even for that few seconds of taking clothes off, Edwin nodded. He shifted a little with a breathless smile on his lips and willed his trousers and the rest away. And oh, how nervous he had felt. The only reason he probably didn't run was because of Charles' hand on him.

[just_aces]

Charles' smile spread, that low sound stirring in his chest again, nearly a growl, but entirely pleased, voice having dipped to a low murmur as he smoothed the hand still at Edwin's cheek slowly down the side of his neck, just tracing the edge of the necklace before moving further down his chest, "Oh look at you."

He actually curled his hand loosely around Edwin's cock then, giving a slow, gentle stroke even as his other hand ran down over Edwin's ribs to settle at his hip, "All for me." That possessive edge to his voice should have scared him, maybe would have if he didn't already know it was true, that Edwin was his, even without what they were about to do. Edwin was his in every way a person could be, and he was Edwin's just the same.

He hadn't yet done away with his own trousers, but only because he knew this was going to be over far too soon if he did. He dragged the hand at Edwin's hip down along his thigh, enjoying he play of muscle beneath his palm, finally lifting his hand away to snap up the little jar, brow creasing just a little as he turned it over in his fingers, "Edwin, did you make this?" He couldn't imagine Edwin having collected himself enough to ask either of the alchemists they knew to make it for him, but also felt like he should have been paying better attention to Edwin's projects if he was making lube while Charles was otherwise occupied.

[uptightboy]

Edwin tilted his head into Charles' touch, then reached for him again. He grabbed his shoulders with trembling hands so he wouldn't bolt from his lap. The way Charles looked at him, the way he said those words... they were entirely too much. They were each other's, yes, and they proved it day by day, with words and acts but this? This was new. This was something Edwin had never thought he was going to experience and enjoy, and the realization of that and the fact that he was still held hostage by Charles' fingers was almost too much for him.

"For you," Edwin repeated before he even realized he said it out loud.

He watched as Charles' hand slid down his chest, then to his hips and thighs. Felt his fingers sliding on his skin and his body blooming under his care. If Edwin hadn't felt naked before he definitely did as Charles explored him. His useless breath came shorter, as he felt more of Charles' touch.

At the question, Edwin looked over to the container, now in Charles' hand. His lips parted but he found he could not muster up a word, not even a confirmation. So he just nodded at first.

"It was quite a simple recipe, honestly," he said, as if that was the point of it all, swapping recipes. He worked on it when Charles was away or too immersed in one of his own projects to pay much attention. Edwin did consider asking some shops about it but he chose this was still a better solution for now. "It is... it isn't only you who researched how, um, how intercourse could work in the ghost realm." And it was a journey, for sure. But the moment Edwin knew that he wanted to have Charles he dived right in, despite all the embarrassment and still lingering, oppressive thoughts in him.

[just_aces]

Charles' smile just spread, unable to keep his utter delight and unabashed love from leaking out wherever it could, but he nodded at the answer, turning his head to press a kiss to Edwin's wrist where that hand clutched his shoulder.

The truth of the thing was, Charles hadn't gotten to this part when he was alive, not with another boy, anyway, and sure he'd nearly been caught with another boy's cock in his mouth in a supply cupboard more than once, and had his hand around more than one prick that wasn't his own, but he knew the basics, which was why -while giving Edwin's cock another slow stroke, thumb sweeping a slow circle across the tip- he explained: "I can stroke you off first, before I start to work you open, it'll help you relax and then it'll take a bit to work up to another one."

He nudged gently at Edwin's jaw with the fingers of the hand still holding the jar, making sure to meet his partner's eyes, "But it's up to you. I can just start if you'd rather."

[uptightboy]

Edwin moved his hand to cup Charles' face fondly at the kiss. His fingers were trembling but his hand was warm. He loved this boy with all his heart...

"Ye-" he agreed, feeling Charles' finger stroking his sensitive tip. The only experiences Edwin had was with Charles and the rest came from books. He was still too shy and embarrassed to ask from anyone for further details. Books proved to help him though. But they truly just wrote about the basics. Not about the warmth of Charles' touches or the way his teeth would feel against his skin... But Edwin knew that he needed to relax before they went further. And... well, if he had to come by Charles hands for that he wouldn't say no. "Yes, please, make me..." Edwin breathed, tilting his hips into Charles' hold. Then he cleared his throat. "Make me come first."

He leaned in for another set of kisses.

"I do love your hands on me, Charles," he whispered between kisses. "I always... I always look forward for when you touch me..."

[just_aces]

If Charles could grin any harder he would have, as it was his cheeks almost ached from it, but he couldn't stop either, and didn't want to, not when Edwin was saying such delightful things to him, about him and kissing him breathless as he did.

He set the jar aside where he'd be able to find it again, and even that was just because he wanted to get his hand on Edwin's thigh again, kneading there as he gave another slow-steady stroke, a caress as much as anything else, "Do you? Guess we'll just have to figure out a way to make it happen more often." He leaned in to press a quick, teasing kiss to the corner of Edwin's mouth, "Because turns out I like having my hands all over you. Do it all the time if I could." It was a slight exaggeration, but really only slightly.

He found himself thinking more and more often about how Edwin felt under his hands, how he'd shift or react, and any time he found himself actually craving the contact, Edwin was usually right there to take the edge off even with a friendly touch. But right now, right now Charles didn't have to hide or downplay just how much he wanted to touch Edwin, how much he enjoyed it, and that was an unexpected delight.

[uptightboy]

With another soft moan, Edwin slipped his hand to the back of Charles' neck. He smiled breathlessly at the mention of touching more, feeling a bit nervous about it too. He already felt like he was taking every opportunity to touch Charles and be touched so what would happen if they just couldn't control themselves anymore? Like right now? Edwin always felt that he could get enough one day but the more they kissed and touched and played, the more he wanted. And that was scary. That was... scary. And exciting.

He rocked his hips, wanting to take more of Charles' teasing touches.

"I believe- I believe we are on the right track," Edwin whispered. He leaned in for another kiss but this time he didn't stop but followed a trail of kisses down to Charles' jaw and then to his neck, nuzzling at him right above his collar. The symbol of their union and devotion and so many other things. Edwin could never forget how Charles had him in his mouth for the first time while wearing that collar. It was going to remain one of his most erotic experiences for sure.

[just_aces]

He hummed a quiet agreement at that statement, that they were on the right track, because it really was them, not just what he was doing to Edwin, but Edwin as well, it was always going to be both of them no matter what was happening.

"Yeah?" He replied, though whatever else he'd been going to add by way of clarification dissolved at that string of kisses, swallowing hard and angling his chin up to give Edwin a little more space, though his brow creased, giving himself a moment to concentrate -even as he kneaded at the base of Edwin's cock with his fingertips, a gentle almost circular movement- so that he could reduce the size of the collar, amused that the bangles increased in size and number even without his having to think about it, changing the balance of that bond.

Mostly he was drawing it back a little so that Edwin could actually get at the pulse point that had previously been covered, brow still furrowed as he tried to send the suggestion of biting there across their bond with the contact.

[uptightboy]

Edwin's brows furrowed as he felt that need communicated to him through their bond. He had felt Charles' wishes before, usually when he was in hound form because they couldn't exactly use words then. But it was never like this, never this clear. Edwin's lips brushed against Charles' neck as he slid his fingers into his hair, and reached for his collar with his other hand.

The collar wasn't made of anything that could be pulled and yet Edwin still attempted to hook his finger into it and pull it. Even if Charles gave him enough space to work, he still wanted more... He bared his teeth and pressed them against the boy's neck. Edwin had never bitten anyone, nor had he ever wanted to. And yet, with just a small ask from Charles, he could have devoured him whole... His breath came with a stuttered moan as he sank his teeth into surprisingly soft spectral skin, deep enough to leave a mark, and maybe to hurt. Edwin let go immediately, only to go back and nip at Charles' neck again, a few more times.

"Ah," he pulled away with a soft sound. He was aware if they were alive Charles' neck would bear significant bruises by this point. To apologize he leaned in to kiss the abused skin.

[just_aces]

It was some kind of reflex to loosen the collar a little as Edwin's fingers hooked into it, allowing just enough give for him to do so, something that had Charles' breath drawing up short even as he gave another full-handed stroke to Edwin's cock, not about to lose sight of just what it was they were doing here.

Though that first sharp pressure had him making a half-strangled little noise, eyes fluttering briefly even as his head lolled to the side, half-reflex and half-deliberate, a slow stretch to pull the skin Edwin was worrying at taut, something that just intensified the sensations, drawing a ragged, breathless moan from Charles, blinking blearily as Edwin drew away.

Charles wasn't about to let Edwin feel guilty for something that he'd not only thoroughly enjoyed, but had asked for, which was why he just resumed his efforts with the hand on Edwin's prick, thumb sweeping a slow circle across the tip before stroking again, though the other hand caught gently at Edwin's jaw, tilting his head to where Charles could kiss him, deep and hungry and just spilling his enjoyment and appreciation for the bite -as well as some small fraction of the sensations he'd experienced- across their bond as he did, pleased that he'd figured out how to do that on purpose when it had only been incidental before.

[uptightboy]

Edwin moaned into their kiss as all his senses were attacked at once. He still had the taste of Charles' skin on his tongue as he was kissed. His cock was hard and leaking under that care. But his whole body twitched when Charles showed him just how good he felt under his teeth.

Oh, they were already bonded in ways Edwin could never imagine. To know that their bond worked this way, that they made it their own - made it a bond and not entirely a leash - it was something Edwin could not be happier about. Even if it connected them, even if it tied Charles to him, he still felt a bit unbalanced at times. But like this? That Charles could use it to tell him things, to make him feel things? Oh... this was... everything Edwin wanted.

Edwin's hand dipped between them, then grabbed Charles' hand on his cock. He didn't want to stop him, no, quite the opposite.

"Charles- Charles please do not tease me." The desperation that dripped from Edwin's voice would have been quite embarrassing. If he cared.

[just_aces]

"Sorry, love." He hadn't mean to tease, he'd just been distracted by that bite and the kiss that followed. He tilted his head up to press his brow to Edwin's, the hand not on his cock settling on his thigh again, kneading there as he set to stroking in earnest, fingertips pressing against the base of Edwin's shaft and nearly massaging all the way up where his thumb swept over the tip once more, spreading the leaking slick there down Edwin's cock, using it to ease the movement.

Another warm smile followed, pressing a quick kiss to the corner of Edwin's mouth, not about to let himself get distracted this time, because the sooner he got Edwin off, the sooner he could work him open, and he wasn't even thinking further ahead than that, because even just the thought of getting his fingers inside his partner was enough to have his own cock twitching in the confines of his pants.

[uptightboy]

Edwin shook his head, as if saying it was fine, or to try and keep his sanity as Charles picked up his pace. He kept his hand on Charles' wrist, wanting to feel more of him.

He only realized his eyes were closed when Charles kissed him again. Edwin kissed back but the closer he was the more distracted he got. The hand on Charles' wrist finally moved between them, pressing down on Charles' bulge through his pants. Edwin's lips parted as he wanted to tell him how much he wanted to touch him, how much he wanted to feel him deeper and filling... But he couldn't form words anymore. The books he read were focusing more on the mechanics of it all but if it felt anything like they had done before then Edwin was looking forward to it. To what kind of pleasures they could experience together.

And then there it was. Edwin whimpered as his peak slowly reached him, crawling down his spine and making his legs numb and his mind blank. With the last of his conscious thought, he reached for their bond, for Charles, and told him without words how he made him feel as he came.

[just_aces]

All of that, from Edwin's touch -as brief as it was- to the feedback across the bond of all the sensations Edwin was feeling to that soft, almost helpless noise Edwin made as he came was enough to have the pleased-possessive growl rising in Charles' chest again, running a line of kisses along Edwin's jaw and down the side of his neck, just burying his face there for a moment, breathing Edwin in despite the fact that he didn't actually need to breathe.

He wanted to be as close as he could, to be wrapped in everything Edwin had and could give him and the growl turned into a whine itself a moment later, finally levering his head up and away from Edwin's neck. He hadn't stopped the stroking, only slowed down, coaxing Edwin all the way through his climax, though the devious smile returned a moment later as he disentangled his hand to lick Edwin's spend from his palm and fingers. Sure, he knew it was made of whatever spectral ectoplasm the rest of their bodies were and it would just re-absorb soon enough, but that wasn't going to stop him even a little.

That done, however, he kneaded down both of Edwin's thighs, just to make sure his legs weren't entirely numb from the position, picking up the jar again a moment later, brows both lifting as he studied Edwin's face, "Ready?"

[uptightboy]

Barely even noting, Edwin leaned into the kisses and pressed closer as Charles buried his face into his neck. He wanted him close, even if he was lost in his desires. And he heard the growling, through his chest somehow, and Edwin had never felt safer.

Charles stroked him through his peak right until the very end, and Edwin wasn't entirely sure he didn't float away. He felt light and full and so good... And his eyes were closed again, and as he opened them he was faced with Charles licking his fingers. Edwin thought he was thoroughly spent and yet the sight made him shiver from need.

"Charles..." he whispered leaning in to chase his own taste on Charles' lips. He was still a bit out of it when Charles asked the question. Edwin looked over to the jar again, his parted lips pulled into a smile. "Are you?" he asked in a weak, little out-of-it laugh.

[just_aces]

"Oh yes." He replied, eager and insistent and only barely registering that the statement was backed by that same entirely-possessive growl. He slid one hand up from Edwin's thigh, over his side and up his back to tilt Edwin closer against his chest, turning to brush another easy kiss against the side of his neck, "You're going to have to let me know when you think you've had enough." He said, nosing the hollow behind Edwin's ear.

He shifted position, arms both looping around Edwin's waist to make quick work of getting the jar open, coating the fingers of one hand, just rubbing his thumb against them to get a feel for the consistency of it. He pressed a kiss to the slope of Edwin's shoulder as that hand dipped lower, dragging slicked fingers across Edwin's entrance, pleased to find that his prediction -getting Edwin off first- had been correct, and Edwin was already reasonably relaxed, which just meant that he could wriggle a finger into him, curling it and tugging at his rim a moment later, testing.

[uptightboy]

As Charles pulled him closer, Edwin went without a word. He slid his arms around Charles' shoulders, raising his hips a little. His thighs were shivering but not because he couldn't hold himself. He just couldn't contain his excitement.

"I shall," he agreed, swallowing.

He looked over his shoulder to try and have a peek at what Charles was doing. Most importantly he wanted to see if the consistency of his product would hold up. It seemed fine at first glance.

Edwin gave a bit nervous breath as Charles kissed his shoulder and felt his finger. He closed his eyes for a moment, being thankful for the other helping him relax because even with that quite pleasant experience, Edwin felt strangely nervous. He licked his lips, pressing his cheek against Charles' as he felt that finger sliding into him. It was invasive, strange, and new. But not painful. Edwin gave a surprised sound at the tugging, his body shivering.

[just_aces]

Charles hummed softly, tilting his head a little to return that gentle press of Edwin's cheek against his own. He gave another almost-teasing tug at Edwin's rim before withdrawing that finger to collect a little more slick before setting the jar aside once more.

He pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the base of Edwin's throat, sucking faintly. It was well below where it would be hidden by his shirt-collar just on the off chance that he actually left a mark, but he was mostly just using that sensation as a distraction when he worked that finger back into Edwin once more, twisting his wrist a little to change the angle, exploring as much as working him open, getting him used to the feeling.

[uptightboy]

With a slight twist of his face, Edwin was trying to relax. He was thankful for the attention to his neck because it did distract him. There was no pain but he did underestimate the sensation of being penetrated. Even by Charles. It was good. It was exciting. A lot. And not enough.

He moved his hips as Charles changed the angle, spreading his thighs just a bit more. He started to feel the slight warmth of the lube he made, along with its intended purpose. Right, it was working as intended, indeed.

"It feels good," Edwin muttered against Charles' ear, to let him know.

[just_aces]

"Yeah? That's good, that's the idea." He murmured against the crook of Edwin's throat. He just hummed in appreciation as Edwin spread his legs to settle at a better angle. The hand that wasn't working Edwin open settled into stroking along his thigh once more, kneading against the bunched muscle now and again, finally skimming fully up Edwin's side, holding him steady as he set to working a second finger in alongside the first.

He did the same as he'd done with the first, a gentle pressure and a slight curl to test the reflexive reaction, just how tight Edwin was against the digits, pleased to find that it wasn't much, "Still good?"

[uptightboy]

Feeling that hand on his side, and more fingers inside him, Edwin did feel his cheeks burn more. He was looking at Charles' hands a lot, just admiring and longing, and now, they are making him happy. The happiest.

He jumped a little when two fingers pressed inside him. The sensations were getting more intense and Edwin was trying to stay calm.

"Yes," he nodded, trying to steady his voice. "You are doing well..." he added and tilted his head to lay a kiss on Charles' neck in return.