Ireneus

The fae quickly steps up, damn incubus, he wasn't trying for that. "What happens in the bedroom is none of your business." He not-so-gently grabs the incubi's hair and jerks him down back to the floor,

"Tch. How many times do I have to tell you to shut your mouth?" He growls at him before turning to the demon again,

"How about we go talk somewhere else?"

He pushes down the urge to hiss and opts to glare up at Niek, oh if only looks could kill... Hmph, he saves his ass and this is how he's treated?! Asshole... Growing quite bored at an alarming rate, he sits against the back of the fae's legs, looking completely disinerested while eyeing the nearest exit.

The once quiet demon looks up with an almost sleep stare. "It IS noishy in 'ere, isn' it...?"

"Hey, hey! Whasso important that is has t'be done now, eh? Hava seat, 'njoy yur drink, cheap s*** as it is! That lil' runaway isn't gonna get far!"

The demon smirks and stands casually, "Fine. Put my drinks on tab and just mine. I'm not with these idiots." He slips his hands into his pockets and starts out the door, "Do you have a place in mind?"

Niek lets go of Yves and stands, "Come on Yves. Let's go." He waits for the incubus to stand and help him and when he does, whispers an apology in his ear.

The incubus grumbles at the apology but  doesn't do much than that, it was far better to help out a pixie prick than to hang out with a pair of now squabbling drunks. He looks back over his shoulder, slyly flicking them the bird before turning his attention back to the demon they were suppose to be following. He readjusts his grip around Niek's waist.

"You sure we can trust this guy? He's giving me the chills..."

"I don't want to take the chance. Backdoor, okay?"  He winces at his leg again and shifts his weight to his other leg. "Let's hurry."

"Okay, okay... Got it..." The incubus mumurs and pauses as Niek shifts his weight, taking the opportunity to look around on the sly. As soon as the fae was ready, he quickly and quietly shepherds him toward the back door.

Niek nods and limps with Yves,wincing with each step of his injured leg. The fae clings to Yves and bites his lip while muttering to himself curse words in several languages.

He shakes his head and casually takes one last look around the empty alley. Well now was as good as ever, he shoves the faerie toward the wall and boxes him in.

"Do we REALLY need some witty banter? No, no I don't think so. So to the point! You owe me and this looking like my only chance to take payment." He gives a rather unexpected cheeky grin before leaning in to nip his neck.

"Ah don't worry, I'll make sure you feel reeeaaalll good..." While busy attacking his neck, he drops both hands to mess with both of their pants.

The fae whines and glares at the incubus. "What, are you going to kill me?" He drops the glamour and wraps his arm around the incubus for balance while his neck is pointlessly attacked. He doesn't even bother to struggle seeing as he had no hope of getting away anyways.

(And we interupt this program to bring you a time skip.)

Well THIS had been one rather pointless search! He'd circulated around the immediate area, asked around and STILL hadn't found them! There is no way that they would have been able to make it too far without someone seeing them, that would be border line impossible. The demon continues his silent fuming while scaling one of the higher buildings in the area, soon standing with feet shoulder-width apart, one hand on his hip, head cocked while slowly scanning the rooftops, and the chain whip softly clinking against the roof tiles.

After five rather fruitless minutes, Silus perches up on the ledge, sighing into the strangely quiet air. Now how could he call himself a respectable trader if he let his merchandise slip out of his grasp so easily...? He would become the laughing stock of the year in ALL of the social circles. He continues his emotional downward spiral into a pool of self-pity as he went through the motions of climbing back down and slowly tredging toward the nearest bar. Sure the drinks would taste gritty to his rather pampered taste buds but he needed a buzz badly...

That was when he heard it. A moan that just tickled his memory. Now who...? Someone he had sold recently? Or... Perhaps...

Silus pads over to the alley corner and peers down the crack, catching two familiar silhouettes in the act. Well, well, WELL. Wasn't THIS a fine treat? He grins and slinks around the corner, settle against the the brick wall with his arms folded rather smugly across his chest, watching with extreme interest until they finished.

Clothing? Properly readjusted. Hair? Eh. Do-able. Bodily fluids? Who cares?! It's JUST an alley and no one had seen them! Yves pauses the mental check list to lean forward on his hands and stretches out in a fashion very similar to one of the species he hated most, excluding a few exceptions, the domestic house cat. He yawns and gets up off the ground, watching the faerie on the sly while reaching for the sky with both hands.

"Well that was fun!" Cue the crooked grin that normally got him what he wanted out of life. Partner? Not too sure... Satisfaction? Fully achieved! Complete awareness of his surroundings? Er... Not quite to a fully functioning level...

Niek quietly pushes himself up and stands with his one good leg. The fae leans against the wall and shimmys his pants back up until he finally notices that someone had been watching. With a grimance he gestures to Yves to help him walk and puts his arm around the incubi's shoulders. With a disguised bite oh his lover's ear, he murmurs,

"You better come back for me," and starts limping toward his master like a good little slave, not even bothering to take the glamour off of himself. As soon as he is beside Silus, he jumps to cover his eyes.

"Run!"  The fae glamours the incubus and struggles to give him enough time to get out of sight without the demon knowing what he looked like now.

Silus resists the urge to start clapping as each individual pulls away to fix themselves up properly, ready to rejoin society. Why? Because it was an AWFULLY cliche way to announce one's pressence. It was far better to let the victims discover you than to reveal yourself. Besides, with the current distance between himself and the other party, they easily would become rather skittish and run in the opposite direction.

Now, now, that wouldn't do at all! Especially when he was just so ready to lash out at someone and on top of the skittishness, he might accidentally put a little too much force in the blow as he gave chase. What could he say? Chasing down the pray and mowing them down with one swipe just got him so... So... Excited.

The demon doesn't quesiton the disguised bite, very well thinking it was just that and nothing more as Niek came limping back to him just like the good little pet he undoubtedly, in his mind, was. He runs a hand through his glamoured hair with a smirk.

"The incubus holds a liking for the innocent, wide-eyed look, huh? Couldn't blame him though, remember this guise. It could very well become pop-" The sudden jump throws him off guard and, with the whip having fallen to the ground, claws at the hands to pry them off, snarling like an animal.

At the gesture, Yves happily bounds over to the fae and lets him throw his arm over his shoulder, his obliviousness to the stranger made obvious when he hesitates mid-stride. Aw craaaaappppp. Well that's a total mood killer....

He casually glances around the alley, freezing at the secret exchange and feigning a small smile to go with the false bite. The male keeps his face blank and let's him limp away without a fuss, briefly pondering what he meant now seeing as it was kind of obvious they were trapped and- oh. Well then. Yves doesn't hesitate at the command and barrels off in the opposite direction, gladly noting the new glamour.

Pushing himself against his slight fatigue from his previous activity, Yves darts through almost 8 human city blocks, just barely brushing past citizens of the grim area and through every alley he came across, until he finally stops to duck into a rather rundown and abandoned shack. Of course he'd go back for Niek... Only question now would be how to do it...

Niek is soon crying out with each deep scratch, his weak glamour torn to pieces by the force and tree-sap blood covering his actual skin color. The fae lets go of his master once he is sure the incubus had gotten away and, because he no longer had support to stand, falls on his ass. He pulls himself back and somewhat out of ways harm to remove the glamour to start healing wounds one by one.

Duke was already dressed AND annoyed. He didnt think he was gonna lose. He usaly exsaps befor anything done."Should have bashed him in the head." He now had a mession to kill Silus. 'Good thing im a master at hunting.. and killing.' He thought and sunk out of that god damed place to kill. He serrched for a while befor seeing what was happening. His thirst for blood died when he sow Niek. He gos down to help him heal."What happend here? What is that Silus guy done?"

With a jerk away from the other demon, the fae stands awkwardly on his only good leg and hops over to Silus. He clings to him and snuggles while sapping it up.

"Oh master, please heal me?" That really hurt and the customers don't like wounds."

SIlus spits in distaste at the new member to their grand little tea party. Well isn't this just absolutely FANTASTIC! He sulks as he is pointedly ignored and kicks over the kneeling demon before turning around to retrieve his fallen weapon, not even bothering to slow down for the faerie.

He sighs at the newly pointed out logic, oh naturally he would try to pull that... He grasps his chin, his cold stare looking for nothing, and he pushes him away with nothing more than a 'hmph.' The demon lights himself a cigarette, closing his eyes to allow himself a few moments of thought, and slowly rewinds the chain a few inches up his forearm so that the metal stud at the end just barely brushed the ground. Silus leisurely reopens his eyes and exhales before answering.

"No, no I don't think I will. At least not now. You see, you should have thought about that before helping my loan run off. However... If you're good on our way back, I might just consider letting you have a nap before going back to work and I might heal up a few of those scratches."

The light push still sends Niek to the ground where he whimpers. "Please master! Help me! I can't walk, a branch broke. Please don't leave me here, I can't make it back on my own!" He stands again and tries to get back over beside Silus.

Duke looked at the angrly. He was in pain but angre took him over."How? How can you beg him like that? After all hes don to you? To every one? Tch not even Im that obedent. At least I TRIED to get away from him."

Duke got up slowly.