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 was already nodding eagerly just at the suggestion, laughing softly both at his own lack of hesitation and at how quickly Edwin had already gotten into his pants, letting himself be steered to the couch.

He couldn't help the quiet, eager sound in his throat as Edwin settled, the combination of that position of supplication as well as moving Charles where he wanted him did things to Charles, all of them good, and none of which he could actually put into words, just cradling Edwin's face with one hand, brow creasing a little, "You sure?"

[uptightboy]

Edwin tilted his head into Charles' touch, looking up at him. He was regarding him a few seconds before his lips pulled into a playful smile.

"Are you?" he asked, his hands stroking the boy's thighs. Then he turned his head to kiss Charles' palm and move closer. He had been eager to try this. He may not be as good in it as Charles but he can do his best. He could make him come.

Edwin reached up to undo the braces that held Charles' trousers and attempted to pull them lower, just enough so he could free his cock for all his needs. For all their needs.

With one glance at Charles, Edwin took him in his hand first, stroking experimentally.

[just_aces]

He nodded at the question, "Yeah. Absolutely." He replied, mouth gone dry even though he knew there wasn't really any reason that it could have. His thumb stroked along the arch of Edwin's cheek, smiling broadly again at that kiss to his palm, it was a smile that turned into a soft laugh at just how efficiently Edwin was getting him undressed.

He shifted his hips to aid in that process, too caught up in the moment to remember that he could just will them away, he'd probably remember soon enough, but that first, half-tentative stroke of Edwin's hand on his cock was enough to cause it to twitch upwards into Edwin's grasp, and to cause a breathless little groan, one that dissolved into a soft laugh as he slid his fingers down across the nape of Edwin's neck, giving a gentle squeeze, swallowing thickly to un-stick his voice from where it had gotten caught, "Just like that, yeah."

[uptightboy]

Edwin was aware he could ask Charles to shift his clothes but he enjoyed his time unwrapping him. It was... quite erotic.

With a gasp Edwin watched Charles' cock get harder in his grasp. With the sensation of his hand on his nape it was a sweet moment. He licked his lips in anticipation. His cheeks burned as he leaned closer. His hand slowly riding Charles' member up and down, feeling it, getting more familiar with it. As if he wasn't already.

Edwin's parted lips made contact with the base of Charles' cock. His eyes closed to be able to focus more on just feeling him in such a scandalous way. Such a sweet way. Edwin kissed up to the tip, with open-mouthed, slow kisses, licking here and there to taste. And with every kiss, with every lick, he got more excited. By the time he was ready to taste the tip, he felt out of breath, even if he had no breath at all. His eyes opened, to look at Charles, and it was the only indication of his next step: locking his lips around the end, and flicking his tongue over the slit.

[just_aces]

That initial, tender press of Edwin's mouth against his skin was enough to steal Charles' already nonexistent breath, head lolling back on reflex as much as knowing that it would be over all too soon if he watched that progress.

It was the most delicious sort of teasing, and Charles was practically trembling by the time Edwin paused.

Charles lifted his head, blinking slowly and managing to bring Edwin back into focus just in time for him to pull that move and the sensation alone was enough to have a garbled curse spilling free, the eye contact just seemed to amplify the whole thing, Charles' thighs pulling tight in the effort it took to keep still, not about to ruin this for Edwin by thrusting unexpectedly.

[uptightboy]

One of Edwin's hands was on Charles' thigh, kneading and stroking gently. He could feel him trembling, and he could feel him tense when he locked his lips around him. A low, pleased sound hummed in Edwin's throat at the sensation. He could not do what Charles did to him, not yet. He didn't need to breathe but he reckoned it may not have been the best choice to go with something as skill as that. He was glad to take his time and tease Charles in the process.

Edwin kissed Charles so many times, he kissed him and his spectral body and now he could kiss him somewhere new. And he loved it. Holding the boy in one hand he swirled his tongue over his tip once before taking him deeper. Little by little. It was tasting, at first. Edwin wanted to get familiar with Charles' shape and taste and weight on his tongue, in his mouth. With slow back and forth movements, he took his as deep as it was still comfortable, then pulled back. As if he needed to breathe. It was more like he got excited and overwhelmed, and he needed a moment to slow down. He looked up at Charles again, breathing with an open mouth, his eyes half closed. And after a moment, Edwin went back to continue. To take Charles deep again and set a steady rhythm, still on the slower side.

[just_aces]

The pace was the sweetest sort of torment, though Charles wouldn't dream of trying to hurry Edwin along, not when this was still new to him, but also because Charles was enjoying it, it had been a rare thing to be on this side of it even when he was alive and it hadn't occurred to him to ask now, it was likewise why he'd asked if Edwin was sure when he'd offered.

He almost managed to catch his breath when Edwin paused, threading his fingers gently through the other boy's hair, an encouragement for Edwin as much as an anchor point for himself, and even that was followed by a breathless, undeniably hungry, "So bloody good."

[uptightboy]

Glancing up at Charles, with him still in Edwin's mouth he could understand why Charles liked this. The look the boy gave him, the fact that it was Edwin's mouth that did this to him was... empowering. He gave a low, acknowledging hum at the back of his throat.

Charles' cock was heavy and hard in his mouth, an almost addicting feeling, Edwin had to note. He closed his eyes, licking the underside of it before he started to suck. Gently, experimentally at first. Moving his head low, then back up, hollowing his cheeks. Wrapping his hand more around Charles he popped him out of his mouth with an obscene sound that made Edwin blush more than what he was doing. Licking his lips he looked up at Charles again, then reached for the hand in his hair, squeezing it.

"Do guide me if you need," Edwin said in a breathless smile, almost jumping at how hoarse his voice sounded. Thick with arousal. If he had a blood flow he would definitely be lightheaded by now. With another lick of his lips, he took Charles in his mouth again. Licking, and sucking, going as low as he could and making up the rest with his hand. 

[just_aces]

His fingers tightened reflexively in Edwin's hair, keeping an easy hold down at the roots, just as careful not to yank at that hand-hold as he had been not to arch his hips in the first place.

It was all overwhelming in the best sort of way, and he couldn't help the soft, half-breathless laugh at Edwin's instruction, just shaking his head as he stroked his free hand up along Edwin's hand and wrist where that hand was braced against his thigh, "Wouldn't know what to say." That answer was followed with another instinctive, half-swallowed little sound as Edwin swallowed him down again.

"Bloody natural, you are." It was an entirely love-struck comment, already half-drunk on the pleasure of it all. He knew full well he was rapidly approaching the point of no return, even with the way Edwin was drawing things out. It wasn't long before his fingers tightened in Edwin's hair again, giving another slow-steady pull, "Ease up a bit, yeah? M'close."

[uptightboy]

As Edwin felt Charles' hand on his free hand, he moved to entangle their fingers. It was a way to ground himself and to feel even closer.

"Nn-" Edwin hummed as Charles warned him. He pulled off of him, licking his lips. "Do you wish to come into my mouth?" he asked, breathless on arousal alone. "I do not mind. I would love to have something of yours inside me while I take you," he added, freezing at just how erotic that sounded. "I truly do not mind," Edwin repeated. He may not be as good as Charles with it but he wanted to try.

[just_aces]

The question alone was enough to make Charles choke on a quiet, eager little sound, and the statement that followed had his stomach and thighs pulling taut again in anticipation.

What he finally managed to say, sounding just a little strangled, was: "How do you make that sound so bloody hot?" It was the exact same thing Charles had done for him, but it was just how Charles liked doing things, the same way he hadn't expected Edwin to offer in the first place, he also hadn't expected that to be the outcome.

He scratched his fingers gently against Edwin's scalp, brow creasing just a little, "Do you want to? Or do you just not mind?" Those were two different things, and Edwin had used both which meant that Charles wanted to be clear on which it was.

[uptightboy]

Edwin smiled at the question.

"I do, Charles, I do want it," he said. Then he tilted his head, pressing his lips against Charles' hardness as he added: "I want you to come down my throat." Goodness, what was this boy doing to him? Edwin barely believed that this was him. That these were the words leaving his mouth; his mouth that was pressed against Charles' hard cock, and soon to be filled with him.

Edwin's tongue returned to Charles' hardness, then he took him in his mouth again to continue. To urge Charles on. He was ready, he could do this. And he wanted to watch Charles do it.

[just_aces]

Just hearing Edwin say it was enough to have Charles' cock twitching upwards again, and Charles couldn't tear his eyes away, practically pinned in place by the weight of Edwin's gaze alone, even as his fingers slid back through Edwin's hair again, settling at his nape once more, giving the other hand a gentle squeeze where his fingers were laced with his partner's.

It took barely any time at all, the slide of Edwin's tongue and the gentle tug of suction and the fact that Edwin wanted this, wanted him was enough to send him over the edge with a shuddering, near-growl of a sound, just trembling his way through his climax.

There was barely a moment once he felt himself go lax before he was pushing Edwin up and off, all but pouncing, sending them both sprawling to the floor, just kissing him hungrily, the hand at Edwin's nape lifting to cradle his face instead, realizing belatedly that he was the one making that half-desperate little whine of a sound into the kiss.

[uptightboy]

Edwin wanted to watch Charles but when he felt him tense up, when he felt the shudder... and then him coming he closed his eyes. He was focusing so hard to take him, swallowing hard. He was glad he didn't need to breathe because he surely would have embarrassed himself at this point. He could barely gather his thoughts about it all, wiping his lower lip with his thumb when Charles pounced on him.

Edwin gave a barely dignified sound as his back hit the floor but he grabbed onto Charles immediately. He kissed back, pulling him even closer, so he could press himself against him. He was so hard and so eager, and Charles' weight on him didn't help at all. Once again, Edwin was glad he didn't need to breathe. Oh, he could just arch up and rub himself off against Charles' middle but he had other plans.

"Charles..." Edwin moaned almost the same way as the boy was whining. Then he rolled them over, groaning again as the new angle made his eager body want to go. "Take it off, Charles, take it off..." Clothes. His clothes Edwin wanted to say, if he was capable.

[just_aces]

It was as easy as anything to slot his knee between Edwin's thighs, practically licking into his mouth as Edwin kissed him back just as hungrily, and Charles had enough presence of mind to marvel at how easily the two of them just fit together, like they were made for each other.

It took him a moment to register that Edwin was speaking, and a moment more to realize just what it was he was talking about, the brief confusion in his expression melting into something entirely delighted, pushing himself up away from Edwin, not pulling away completely and not fully up to his knees, head dipping so that he could actually see what he was doing in willing his clothes away.

He ran his hand down Edwin's side, one even stroke from ribs to thigh, "You too."

[uptightboy]

As Charles moved to 'take off' his clothes Edwin also tilted his head to look at him. He still had his taste in his mouth, some on his lips still, and yet when he saw his naked body he gave a hungry sound.

"I love you..." Edwin said as he found no other proper words to describe just what he felt for Charles at that moment. They all sounded either too filthy or not enough. He made a show of hooking his finger into his bowtie to tug at it as he slowly willed away his clothes. It was glad how bloody aroused he was because otherwise he definitely would have died of shame. "There is the... the..." Edwin stuttered because there was a naked Charles so close to him, and god, he wanted to have him. Anyone would have been stuttering. To try and make things better Edwin reached for Charles and pulled him into a sloppy kiss. "The oil... on the couch..." He'd left a small container of lube on the couch the other day.

[just_aces]

Charles knew exactly what it was Edwin was trying to say, mostly because he'd already found the jar during tidying the space for them while Edwin rested earlier, and hearing Edwin mention it caused the same reaction that simply finding it -and leaving it where it was- had done, which was a little thrill down his spine at the fact that Edwin was clearly planning ahead.

He hummed into the kiss, returning it in kind, sucking briefly at Edwin's lower lip as he drew away with a broad smile, "Have I mentioned how bloody hot it is that you've planned ahead for this kind of thing?" Truthfully Edwin's competence in most things had always been something of a turn-on, it had just been cranked up higher once Charles had realized his own feelings and they'd started exploring the more physical aspect of their relationship.

He did shift up onto his knees, though didn't fully move from where he was, leg still solidly placed between Edwin's, keeping himself balanced otherwise as he twisted to grab the jar from where it had slid between the cushions, just rolling it between his palms as if that might actually warm it, "Where d'you want me?"

[uptightboy]

Edwin smiled a little breathless, a little dazed at the compliment. He may have been planning ahead, or he was just always ready to have Charles whenever they had a bit of time for themselves. It was getting ridiculous if he was honest but he could not stop it. He leaned back and watched as Charles was reaching for the container and by god he was gorgeous. Edwin let his gaze roam on the boy's body, on all the parts he loved, and kissed, all the parts he just had a taste of... He loved it all. He loved it the more he got access to it.

He was staring at Charles so intently and trying to rein in his arousal that he almost missed the question. It took Edwin a moment or two to process it.

"Under me," Edwin said, his voice thick with desire. With a lick of his lips, he sat up and put his hand on Charles' chest, pushing him to sign him to lie down.

[just_aces]

Charles let himself be pushed, though he ended up leaning against the couch with Edwin all but plastered against his chest, and that was fine too, since it meant he could lean in for another kiss, shifting the jar to one hand and snaking the other around Edwin's waist, drawing him close.

He drew away from the kiss again far too soon for his liking, but he had to ask: "Should I be moving up or sideways?" Realizing even as he said it that it might be too much for Edwin to figure out in his current state, he clarified, "Onto the couch or onto the floor?"

Truthfully he was fine with either, and under other circumstances, say, a quick tryst after a job wrapped up, he might have just picked one himself and gone with it, but as this was technically still part of the spell, even though the bond was absolutely solid between them again, he wanted to make sure.

[uptightboy]

The kiss was welcomed. It took some of the edge that was building up inside Edwin the more he saw Charles naked, with only the collar on him. Charles was smart enough to repeat his question because it took Edwin a moment.

"Floor, on the floor," Edwin said breathlessly, sliding his hands on Charles' waist to guide him again. The couch seemed too far from that point, even if it was just right there. Oh, how many times have they collapsed onto it after a job? How many times did Edwin whisper all the praises into Charles's neck? And how many times more it will happen? The thought itself sent a shiver down Edwin's spine.

"Spread your legs for me," Edwin said before he could stop himself, once Charles was lying down and reached to take the container from his hand.

[just_aces]

He grinned again as Edwin actually managed to answer him, keeping his arm curled around Edwin's waist even as he turned to stretch out, wriggling his shoulders a little as if he had to get comfortable there, though it was mostly just showing off now that he knew Edwin liked to look. He knew he wasn't built, not really, but the undeniable heat in Edwin's gaze was an ego boost all the same.

His smile just hitched higher at the request, passing the jar over even as he did as requested, drawing one knee up so that he could nudge it gently against Edwin's side while the other just shifted further open, his cock just laying heavy and full along the crease of his hip, already half-hard again. The other benefit to that drawn-up knee was that he'd be able to actually arch his hips into Edwin's touch, not that he was thinking that far ahead at the moment.

[uptightboy]

Edwin was sure if he was alive he would have passed out already because Charles was not making it easy for him. One could say he made it hard. Edwin swallowed thickly as Charles did as he said, pulling up one knee. He felt the strangest urge to bite into all that offered skin only to have a mark on it, his mark. Aside from the collar and his crest. But Edwin had different plans.

Always collected and precise Edwin accidentally dropped the lid of the container as he opened it the next moment. Took way much lube on his fingers too but his attention was elsewhere. Only when he felt Charles' rim around his finger he could actually focus a bit.

"Well done..." Edwin said softly, hovering over Charles as he opened him up with one finger first. At the same time he very gently tapped into their bond again, feeling it. Soon, he was up to a second finger, loving the way Charles' body was opening up for him. His other hand was stroking on the boy's torso, deliberately avoiding his cock for now.

[just_aces]

Charles, helpful as ever, picked up the lid, setting it up onto the couch so it was still within reach, but out of the way, and he did, in fact, roll his hips up into that first too-slick touch, the sensation sending a shiver skidding up his spine, starting a low-pleased growl rolling in his chest, just watching Edwin through half-closed eyes, only for that sound to stutter to a halt, dissolving into a quiet moan in response to both the praise and the way Edwin leaned into the bond again.

That was enough to have Charles shifting half-restlessly, pressing closer while trying to keep still, apparently -as he occasionally did- having given himself some sort of rule that Edwin hadn't voiced, and given the way he tensed and then relaxed under the pass of Edwin's hand it was most likely just to keep still until told otherwise.

[uptightboy]

Edwin could feel the growls and the whines under his palm, and around his fingers too. It was so bloody hot, he once again struggled to keep a hold on their bond. He noted how Charles was so well behaved and tried to keep still.

"Very good, Charles," Edwin whispered, scissoring his fingers, curling them as he pulled them out. Then he was back with a third finger, his breath coming short.

His other hand slid down on Charles' side, to his raised thigh, stroking possessively. Edwin's gaze grew a little unfocused as he once again concentrated a little more on their bond. He could feel Charles' own magic with it but he wanted to see if he could feel him in a more material way. Well, as material as they could get. If he could feel Charles with a new set of senses, namely his magic, and if he could pleasure him with it. Edwin could feel it surge a few times before when they were connected and he wanted to see if he could do it with purpose.

"Are you ready for me?" Edwin asked when he felt his fingers slide with ease in and out of Charles and took the container again. Giving a hungry sound as he stroked himself with a wet fist his gaze didn't leave the other boy.

[just_aces]

Charles had already been nodding eagerly before Edwin even finished the question, that drawn-up thigh tensing as if he wanted to rock up into Edwin's touch again, but he managed to keep from doing so, even though it sent that thigh and his stomach tensing again. After all, he'd already been praised twice for keeping still in the face of that utterly delicious sensation, and he could do it again. It hadn't yet been enough to overwhelm him, but it was definitely something he wanted more of, especially as Edwin was apparently intent on touching him in any and every way possible.

He'd felt his own magic, raw and instinctive as it was, surging forward in response to Edwin's concentration on the bond, the way it did when he was actively casting, and although Charles wasn't yet sure what it was Edwin was doing -or if it was simply for the added sensation- he trusted his partner enough not to question it.

His voice was just a little breathless when he spoke, though warm and backed with that growl still curling in his chest, "Yeah, m'ready. Been ready, haven't I?" He didn't think Edwin had been teasing on purpose, simply being thorough, but Charles' own cock was already heavy and full again, straining upwards against his belly.