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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[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.

[just_aces]

That praise warmed him almost as easily as the return kiss did, but he laughed softly a moment later, shaking his head, "I've got the easy job, not difficult to do this one badly."

It wasn't difficult to do it badly, sure, but it also wasn't impossible, and he knew -not from experience but from rumor and talk- that some people still weren't good at it regardless.

He smoothed his hand back down Edwin's side, kneading briefly at his hip again before continuing the path down his thigh even as he twisted the fingers inside Edwin again, finally starting to work them apart so that he could work Edwin open more fully. He nuzzled briefly at Edwin's temple before asking: "How much do you want to feel me?" Edwin was going to feel the stretch when Charles actually took him no matter how well prepared he was beforehand, it was just a matter of degree.

[uptightboy]

Edwin let out a little nervous laugh at that. It didn't sound like something difficult, yes, but still. And he already was thinking about having this knowledge used on Charles later, at another time.

He gave a soft sound, feeling Charles' hand on his body, and inside him, already getting used to it. His eyes fluttered shut as he felt being more opened up. It wasn't something he had felt before and yet his body acted like it was anticipating something.

"I..." he started, frowning a little as he was trying to think. "I want... I want to feel you enough. A lot," he whispered. Pain was nothing to him, he barely registered in anymore. But pleasure? Now, that was new.

[just_aces]

He made a quiet, considering sound, before brushing a kiss to the hollow of Edwin's throat, smiling up at him again, "Bit more then, just to make sure." He knew pain wasn't the kind of thing that registered for Edwin, or at least registered differently than it did for most people, but that didn't mean he was going to be careless enough to cause it by accident, and if it was something he was going to be doing on purpose, well that was a conversation they'd have to have later.

As it was, he continued the easy stroking down and back along Edwin's side and thigh, steady, even passes as he continued the movements of his fingers.

What he finally asked, warm and amused, one brow lifting as he watched Edwin's face, was: "Would you like to do the honors, or should I get rid of them myself?" The question was asked with the barest little upward roll of his hips, just to be sure Edwin knew what he was asking about.

[uptightboy]

Something in Edwin's chest fluttered. Charles was always making sure he wasn't going to get hurt, even if the pain didn't matter to him. And something about that always made Edwin feel safe. Is it any wonder he fell for this boy? He smiled, nuzzling at Charles as he continued, all the worry releasing from his body.

And when he was asked that question, Edwin chuckled gently.

"I shall do it," he said with a chaste kiss on Charles' cheek as he moved his hands. He slowly slid his hands down the boy's chest and stomach to the waistline of his trousers. Edwin worked quickly, and determined, feeling his mouth watering as he finally freed Charles from his clothes.

[just_aces]

Charles was practically vibrating in anticipation by the time his cock finally swayed free, bobbing upwards against his belly in the space between them. The hand at Edwin's side lifted away to cradle his cheek, leaning up to claim another hungry kiss, hoping it would be enough to take some of the edge off instead of stoking those desires higher at the moment.

He gave another tug against Edwin's rim with both fingers in an easy curl, though he dropped his other hand from Edwin's face to find where he'd set the lube, pressing the jar into Edwin's hand the request escaping in a rush against his partner's lips, "Take care of that too, yeah? Want to make this as easy as possible." And yes, making sure Edwin was relaxed and receptive was part of it, but so was making sure Charles was slicked over as well.

[uptightboy]

Whimpering into their kiss, Edwin noted it wasn't only from need, it was also from impatience. But he kissed back, they needed to calm down, they needed to be... Oh, dash it. Edwin was sure he wouldn't be calm, not with the way Charles' fingers were inside him, and not with the feeling of his hard cock in his hand. Edwin's hand was already halfway toward the jar when Charles pushed it into it. Edwin almost dropped it in his excitement.

"Yes," was all he could stutter, wetting his fingers with a generous amount. He once again remembered how he was working on it, rubbing countless formulas between his fingers until he found the one. His lips parted when he finally wrapped his fingers around Charles' hardness, giving it a firm, wet stroke first. It was hot, and hard, and beautiful. Edwin tilted his head to look at it as he was working, squeezing the base before sliding his hand up to the head, adoring and coating it for him. He could barely wait to have him inside, to be as close as they could. "Charles... Charles, I'm... ready," Edwin said once he decided Charles was wet enough, and that he was also prepared enough. "Let me..." He whispered, rising on his knees.

[just_aces]

Even despite the fact that he'd literally just requested it, the slick slide of Edwin's hand on him was a surprise and he just made a half-strangled little sound, diving into another kiss as Edwin continued to stroke him, thorough as ever, but he nodded, letting his head fall back as Edwin moved. He withdrew his fingers almost reluctantly and settled both hands on Edwin's hips, not to control the movement but to track it, so he'd know when he could move again himself.

He was still practically vibrating with the effort of keeping still so Edwin could get situated, determined as ever not to cause him any pain, and more than that wanting to make sure Edwin knew that he was still very much in control here, it was up to Edwin how deep he wanted to go and how quickly he wanted to do so and Charles wasn't just happy and eager to be involved, but absolutely gone on this beautiful boy in his lap.

It was an effort not to just kiss him again, because as much as he wanted to, he also wanted to watch Edwin's face as he finally slid home.

[uptightboy]

Edwin didn't need to breathe for a while now. One would think he forgot the motion to attempt to take air into his lungs but no, when he spotted Charles' face as he was ready to take him, Edwin felt like it was that moment he stopped breathing.

One of his hands moved to grab Charles' forearm as he lifted his hips more. His other hand took Charles' hardness to position himself. When his tip pressed against him, only then Edwin realized how hot it was, and the slight shiver in his own movements. It was excitement. Edwin opened his mouth when he slowly lowered himself, letting Charles slide inside, past his rim. He kept his fingers there as if to feel how every inch was slowly disappearing into him.

It felt way different than the fingers. Charles stretched him well and the lube was doing its intended job too. Edwin closed his eyes as he was trying to concentrate. He didn't slide it in all the way just yet, just a little, just as much as he wasn't overwhelmed with.

"Bear with me... just a tick..." He whispered, barely noting he said it out loud. He moved up, only to slowly slide down again, taking it deeper this time. He was working at a slow pace, moving up and down, taking in more of Charles with each movement. His hand was still there, still feeling everything. 

[just_aces]

Charles' spectral heart was hammering against his ribs and he just made a half-hitched little noise at the request, managing a nod all the same, fingers kneading against Edwin's hips once more.

He did manage actual words a moment later, though they were strained, "Take all the time you need." Despite the strain, he absolutely meant it, there was no version of this, no reality where he didn't let Edwin take this as slowly as he needed or as quickly as he wanted, even though the slick hot clutch of him was going to drive Charles mad before long.

He lifted one hand from Edwin's hip to cradle his face again, thumb sliding along his lower lip, just watching the concentration and bliss on his face, thoroughly enjoying how distant and different it was than Edwin's usual collected demeanor.

[uptightboy]

Edwin gasped at the touch on his face, leaning into it. He turned his head to kiss Charles' palm, his eyes still closed. He slowly, ever so slowly inched the last of Charles into him. It also brushed against something deep inside him that made his body jump from a spark of pleasure. Edwin wanted to feel it again but he was already full and felt just so much.

He took Charles' hand at his cheek, squeezing it as he finally opened his eyes to look at him. He could barely believe how his heart could barely calm down, and his breath... Edwin felt like he was actually alive.

With a moan, Edwin moved up, just to slide all the way down again. A surprised, sweet noise escaped him when he felt Charles deep again. This was definitely not in the books.

"There..." Edwin smiled. "Charles..." he sighed, his words feeling heavy in his mouth. He leaned in for a kiss with trembling lips, wondering if Charles could hear his ghost heart beating because it was so, so loud...

[just_aces]

It was probably a good thing that Edwin went in for a kiss, because otherwise Charles would have started babbling nonsense and probably wouldn't have been able to stop.

That almost-tentative kiss to his palm, the noises Edwin made, the absolute bliss writ clear across his face, it was all almost too much, especially on top of just how it felt to be buried so deeply and so fully inside the other boy. It was too much and not enough and Charles felt some deep well of possessiveness rising up in him again. That bone-deep certainty that Edwin was his, not just his to have -though that was part of it- but his to keep safe, to protect.

It was a wave of feeling that manifested in that banked-ember glow returning to his eyes and the soft growl stirring deep in his chest once more. The hand at Edwin's cheek slid back into his hair, cradling the back of his head, while the hand still at his hip kneaded there for a moment before dragging down his thigh and back up again, Charles' own hips giving a fitful little roll, as if he couldn't keep still any longer.