Hello everyone! We apologize for the… wait… how long has it been?! *Looks back over stories* HOLY FUCK! Honestly, there is a reason for all of this! Being totally serious though; Andi got into a really bad car accident in 2011 that destroyed her laptop and flash drive, like having to stay in the hospital with a concussion for a week, just got done with physical therapy this year car accident. She didn't even know who I was for almost three months! Or that we wrote such deliciousness together! But she is back! And so are our stories!

I really do apologize everyone, it's been a heck of a few years between the wreck, trying to get back into college, and getting through therapy. But I'm more than ready to start back writing! I hope you like the new chapter of "What If?" and that you will keep your eye out for our other stories as well!

Love,

Dana & Andi

-Demon Waltz: John POV-

I couldn't believe my eyes. I looked around the giant ballroom in awe, feeling a since of home sickness for the first time in my almost four months (had it really been that long?) in Hell. The cathedral ceilings in the room, the amazing acoustics that would bounce off of these black marble floors, everything about this beautifully empty room reminded me of the string quartet I left when Anung had brought me down to my new home. I smiled slightly at the memories we'd created with each other, as well as the others; Kat, Claya, Tayan, Cassi (I'm apparently one of the only ones who can call her that), Mira, and even Anung's mother, whose name is Maria I've come to find out, made it their personal goals to keep me busy these past few weeks. You see, the Royal family was in charge of a ball that all the higher up demons, and even some Heavenly Ambassadors, came to. They would through this party every year and the women in the family, or weaker spouse where Anung's brother-in-law, Jett, and I were concerned, would plan and decorate for it as the men dealt with more pressing issues; such as where to put the Angels at so that there wouldn't be a declaration of war if anything went horribly wrong.

"So John," Maria started, a pleasant small smile on her lips. "What do you think? The men would just as soon have red and black all the way around the room."

I just stared at her for a second. "You've got to be joking!" I exclaimed when she just looked right back at me.

"Oh, she isn't." Said Jett with a laugh, his deep voice filling up the entire space. I looked at my fellow 'captive' closely. He had been down here longer than me by about twenty years, but he still looked like he was twenty eight instead of forty eight. I still remember the day that I met him almost two months ago… it still embarrassed me to think about it!

-Flashback-

"Anung, we shouldn't be doing this down in the family bath! What if we get caught?!" I whispered while moaning softly as his tail wiggled into my ass under the water. "Ooh, Anung… stop!" I whimpered. He chuckled against my neck and licked it.

"Why?" He asked as he pumped his tail in and out of me, twitching the tip just enough to make me bite my lip so that I wouldn't scream out in ecstasy. "I haven't been able to have you with all the meetings for the stupid ball. A fella's got needs babe. Besides," He thrust in hard. "no one else is down here, and won't be for a while yet!" He said cheerfully as he took his tail out and shoved his cock inside of me. I gasped and threw my head back, revealing in the feeling of being so full again. He was right, we hadn't been together in almost two months because the men needed to be in meetings about seating arrangements for the angels. According to Anung, there were more this year so they had to really think this out. However, this was not a part of the plan when we came down here during one of his rare breaks!

It had all started innocently enough; getting in the pool like bath, Anung sitting on a bench and pulling me to sit with my back against his chest… the next thing I know this happens!

I gave in… call me weak if you want, but the feeling of Anung inside me again was too much to ignore. I leaned forward a bit and placed my palms on his knees, using them as leverage to lift myself up to where the tip of his glorious cock was just barely inside of me, and then slammed myself back down on him. He moaned and took my hips in his hands, starting a slow and powerful rhythm that had me clenching around him with each withdrawal. Our moans got louder the closer we came to our end, his tail wrapping around my own erection and pumping it in time with our thrusts…

"See Sammael? Why can't you be more lovin' like that? That is so damn romantic!" Came a deep southern voice from the doorway.

I stopped, my face almost the same color as Anung's skin.

Anung just groaned. "God damn it Sammael! I told you I needed the bath for an hour!"

I looked over my shoulder and Anung's to look at the two men standing behind us. One you could tell was my husband's brother. He looked to be just a few inches shorter than Anung, but other than that and the fact that he had no stone hand they could have been twins! Right down to the designs carved into his chest. The man standing next to him though was surprising to say the least. He was tall, maybe around six foot five, with sandy blonde hair that fell just a little past the nape of his neck and the bluest eyes I had ever seen on a man. He was just tan enough to not be pale and, for a human, had muscles I would have drooled over if I was single still.

Hell, I won't lie. If I had met this man in New York I would have ridden him like a roller coaster!

"I'm sorry brother, but Jett insisted we go to the bath together since we have been banned from going to our private chambers until negotiations are through." Sammael said. His voice was just a touch higher then Anung, but it was crazy how similar they were!

"Damn right I did! Just 'cause your daddy is an asshole shouldn't mean I'm without my man for almost two damn months! God damn it, I'm almost fifty! I'm too old to be locked in my room!" Jett gripped, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at the man beside him. I found myself chuckling a bit at this Southern man and smiled at him.

"I'm John, Anung's mate from New York." I said, twisting a bit to shake his hand, but moaning when I felt the cock twitch inside of me.

Jett just smiled at me. "I'm Jett, Sammael's mate from Oklahoma. Nice to meet'cha!" He said as he pulled Sammael over to the other bench a little ways away from us. "Now, if y'all will pardon us, I think we're gonna copy you." I just watched, slack jawed, as his mate sat down with a sigh and he sat on his lap hard, shoving Sammael's erection into him hard. "Ahh fuck that feels good!" He moaned.

"Uh…um…" I looked at Red for help and saw him chuckle and shake his head. "R-Red?"

He pulled me off his still rock hard erection and turned me to face him, making me wrap my arms around his neck. "Well, we might as well finish too!" He said happily and thrust back inside of me. I completely forgot about Jett and Sammael after that moment… except for one thing Jett said...

Fuck this felt good!

-End Flashback-

Since then, I'd learned a lot about Jett. He was a ranch hand when he lived in Oklahoma, stayed in a bunk house with four other men, and lost his modesty there… 'kinda hard not to when by the end of the day all you wanna do is eat, strip, put your pajamas on, and go to bed!' he had told me once. He wouldn't talk about his family though, he'd had no wife and he said he didn't like talking about his mom. So we had just dropped it.

"Hey! Space man!" I jumped when I felt a hand touch my shoulder. I looked into Jett's worried blue eyes. "Where'd you get to? We've been calling your name for five minutes boy! You alright?"

I smiled at him. "Oh I'm fine, just thinking about stuff. So, what's the plan of attack for this room?" I asked, looking around again.

"I think we have an idea." Said Mira with a mischievous smirk.

I smiled even bigger. "Talk to me!"

-Anung POV-

I rubbed my temples and sighed. This whole damned meeting with my brothers, Tayan, and my father was getting more and more frustrating. "Who in the Hell would want to put an angel next to you dad? That's a sure fire way of starting a damn war that, I thought, we all agreed was a bad thing to start right now!" I growled.

"I can behave!" He growled, looking indignant. "I sat next to that one Ambassador last year!"

"And almost got your head cut off father." Sammael said calmly, looking at him as though he was bored with the entire conversation. "I still say we set them with John and Jett and Mother. They, besides Cassiopeia, are the least amount of a threat to them."

"And I agree." Tayan mumbled, glaring at Lucifer and Drake. Everyone else had agreed to his idea, it was just the jackass and his little ass kisser that was the issue.

If I kill them now, I can go back to John… but then I have to deal with this shit! I groaned in my head.

"Well I don't." Said Drake, sneering at Sammael. "I think it's an awful idea. If you don't like your humans, then give them to me. I'm sure I can find a use for them." He leered.

Sammael pushed out of his chair and snarled at our brother. "Come near my Jett and I'll fucking kill you. I don't care if you are my twin, I'll hang you from the rafters with your own intestines and laugh as you choke!"

"Ditto." I growled, yanking my younger brother to sit back down. "But let's take a vote. All in favor of not starting a war?" I almost laughed as every hand went up except for the two at the other end. "Settled. These fuckin' meetings are done!" I said with a grin, walking out of the room with everyone else following me. Ahh, what a great way to end that personal hell!

-Seven Hours later-

I paced back and forth, trying to wait as patiently as I could for John to get ready. He was up with Mira and Jett, and Tayan, Sammael, and I were all waiting downstairs in the main hall. "What's taking so long?"

"Chill out Toasty, knowing Mira and her sense of humor, she probably tried to put the boys in make-up and now they have to wash it off." Tayan said with a laugh.

"Knowing Jett, he probably tried to get her back." Sammael said with a sigh. He did that a lot, sighing whenever he thought about Jett making trouble. Although, his first two years down here, he was nothing but… so maybe he had a reason to sigh, even though he loved him.

"Nah, John's pretty good about keeping the peace with people." I smiled. It was true, which is why the idea to put him with the Heavenly Ambassadors, even if they were a giant pain in the ass.

"Darn right he is!" Came Jett's laughing response from the top of the stairs. We looked up, our eyes widening at our mates, as they walked down the stairs towards us. Mira came first, wearing a black strapless dress that fell to just above her knees with a pair of black stiletto heels to match, but around her neck she wore a snowflake pendant that Tayan had made for her that looked almost like snow white silver, her hair pulled back into a bun and held there with an identical hair clip. She walked up to Tayan and kissed his shocked lips quickly with a giggle.

Next came Jett; he was in his pressed black tux that everyone knew he hated, but instead of his signature blood red tie, he was wearing a snow white one and had a silver pin, an 'S' carved in cursive, pinned to his breast pocket. His eyes twinkled in mirth as he looked at his slack jawed mate, relishing in his lack of composure. He adjusted his silver cuff links on his sleeve and went to stand next to his husband with a grin.

Lastly was John, my beautiful John; he was wearing a black suit jacket and pants, but instead of a black vest, his was pure white and he was wearing a pale blue tie, looking every bit the angel that he was. Unlike Jett and Mira though, he had nothing marking him as mine. Well, we could fix that. "You look amazing babe." I said with a smile, dropping a kiss on his forehead. "But, you're missing something."

"Oh? What am I missing?" He asked me, tilting his head. I smiled and slid the ring onto his ring finger. He looked down at the simple silver band. Bringing it closer to his face to get a closer look at it, he looked at me in confusion. "What's this written on the band Anung?"

I smiled at him. "It's our names written in my native language. We all give something personal to our mates to wear when we have something like this, where all the races get together. It will keep you safe, along with helping our primal need to mark you whenever you're around another powerful entity like the Ambassadors from Heaven tonight." He smiled back at me and hugged my neck tightly before gently kissing me on the lips.

"I love it. Shall we go?"

"If we have to." I pouted playfully as John and I led the way into the ballroom.

As we walked into the once dark and dreary room Tayan, Sammael and I stopped short, our mouths falling open in shock at what the women, Jett, and John had done. They had managed to somehow find pure white and baby blue fabric from Hell only knows where. They had managed to wrap the fabric around the more than twenty feet tall black pillars, the two colors intertwining around each other and just breaking the black to make it brighter then what it had ever been in all of the time we had held these parties. On each of the three long tables there was a white table cloth, a baby blue runner along the center, and in the center of each was an arrangement of flowers that had black, blood red, and golden yellow roses that was low enough to the table that you could see the person across the table from you.

It was astounding.

"Do you like it Anung?" John asked me, holding tightly to my arm.

"Well if he doesn't, we do." Said a deep voice to my left.

Great. The Angels are here…

"It's so refreshing to put a little light down here… even if the poor boy was stolen from us and his light is smothered by all of this darkness."

"Nice to see you too Michael. Tell me, been a pain in anyone's ass lately? Or is that pleasure just mine?" I growled at him with a sneer. I swear, all of these angelic pretty boys pissed me off. I don't see what's so great about them anyway since they're all the same; blonde hair, blue-eyed, with wings as white as snow, and an attitude the size of our lava lake. I looked at John, who was just smiling pleasantly at them.

"Well, to tell you the truth, Anung was the one that gave me the idea for the colors. We are definitely trying to make everyone feel as welcomed as possible, as well as keep the atmosphere as light as possible with all of the heavy discussion that is bound to be broached with the intelligent minds gracing us this evening." He said in a voice so smooth that it could have been silk. "I'm John by the way, John Meyers. This is my friend and brother-in-law Jett, although I'm sure you've met him. He and my sister-in-laws and mother-in-law brought up the ideas of how to place the fabrics and what flowers to use."

"How charming." Michael smiled, though his eyes trailed over Jett from head to toe, making the man squirm a bit. "Yes, we know Jett. Though one could say I know him better than most." He said with a slight smirk. I looked at my brother, whose face remained neutral. "Jett, would you dance with me?"

"Tell ya what hause, you can take that offer and shove it up that Angel ass of yours." Jett scowled.

"Go." Sammael said, his eyes growing darker. "I know you want to, so just go."

"But… I don't-"

"I said go!"

John looked on in shock, and to be honest I did too, as Jett let go of Sammael and moved to Michael. His head was down, eyes shut, and his movements were stiff. I looked down at the floor so my guilt wouldn't show in my eyes as I heard Jett whisper "I wasn't the one who used me as a bargaining chip last time" before he moved right passed Michael and to the chairs, where he sat quietly and looked at the table top. I glared at Sammael and then at Michael as John moved away from me.

"I'm going to talk to Jett." Was all he said as he walked away.

I looked at my brother, told him "You're an idiot." And he just walked away.

-John POV-

I have no idea what just happened, but I did know that I couldn't let Jett sit there looking like he'd been stabbed in the back by his husband.

"Jett?" I asked softly as I sat next to him, my hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong?"

"Ya know kid," He whispered, his low voice rough with the emotions running through his system as he gave me a sad grin. "I knew that one day Sammael would get tired of me." He took the pin from his jacket pocket and just stared at it for a few seconds before giving a shaky sigh. "I never told you how we met. I actually got dragged down here by Drake, not him. Drake was planning on making me his bitch whether I wanted him or not, so he chained me up in his room with these things called Mate cuffs; unless your mate wants you out of them, you're stuck. There ain't shit you can do to get out of 'em. Well, I was on the point of severe dehydration and starvation when Sammael walks in. Mind you, he was looking for his twin when he came into the room. I started cussin' up a storm when he mentions that bastard's name.

"Then he looks at the cuffs, back at me, and I swear to God he says 'I just know you're gonna be trouble' and he puts his hands on the cuffs and says 'As this man's future mate, I demand his release' and puts that damn Mate mark on me. Found out later on when I tried to leave this place that I was up Shit Creek without a paddle, because you can't go anywhere without the person who marked you knowing… not to mention you break down crying and can't go anywhere until your mate shows up to 'comfort you', if you get my drift." He sighed shakily as he put his pin down on the table and looked away from it.

"What happened between you and Michael?"

He laughed bitterly at that. "Now that's the 'fun' part of the relationship. The last time we had this ball, Michael was fighting and throwing the biggest bitch fit I'd ever seen from him. Sammael and your man were trying to get him to not chop off our lovely father-in-laws head when he told Michael that maybe if all the angels weren't as much of a pussy as him then they wouldn't be so scared of him. Well, that got Michael upset enough that he was trying to cut off Lucifer's head. Anung and Sammael went into panic mode because they couldn't afford a war at the time, so they offered Michael a night with anybody down in Hell that he wanted. Well, that made me fair game."

"But…" I said in amazement and horror. "You were mated to someone! They can't demand that!... Can they?"

He laughed at me. "They can if no one sets a limit on the type of person. I wasn't the only Mate that was taken away from their spouse that night. But what sucked the most about it was the entire time I was away from him, he didn't do anything." He gritted his teeth and clenched his fist on top of the table. "He just stared at me while Michael touched me… everywhere… Fuck, I couldn't even…" He pushed his knuckles against his forehead and took a deep, shaky breath. "Don't believe everything you hear about angels being all that is good. They're just as much of a bastard and as perverted as anyone else. Don't you ever be alone with one boy. They trick people, they lie, they… they hurt people and try to tear you apart from the people that you love the most. Stay close to Anung and don't let any of them dance or be alone with you." I watched as his shoulders sagged a bit and as he ran a tired hand through his hair, for the first time looking like the forty-eight year old man that had seen too much and been through the kind of personal hell I could never experience, his once bright blue eyes dull with a past pain and anguish that I've never seen from him before. "I'll watch your back tonight John, but keep your guard up when you aren't around your Mate."

"Jett…" I whispered as I sat next to him and laid my head on his shoulder. I hadn't ever seen his so vulnerable in my entire time down here. He always seemed to lighten things up with a joke or a story from when he was a Hand at the ranch in Broken Bow, his laughter could always be heard from it seemed like almost everywhere, and to see him so… defeated wasn't something that I ever thought I would see. I picked up his pin from the table and looked at it. "He wouldn't have given this to you if he didn't love you… you know that don't you? Sammael doesn't strike me as the lovey dovey type to give something to someone just because, especially something so personal and thoughtful."

"It's a form of marking to him, not a gift to his Mate. It means nothing." Jett said sadly.

"But how do you know that?" I asked him, tilting my head back on his shoulder just enough to look at his face. "How can you be so sure? He doesn't show it, and it's extremely hard to see, but when he looks at you he gets this tiny twinkle in his eyes, when you were running around crazy in town without a shirt on just because you wanted to and screaming at the top of your lungs that 'It's so damn hot down here that it could be Hell' he chuckled, you almost couldn't hear it, but it was there. He loves you Jett, I just don't think he knows how to show it."

"Such beautiful words from your lovely lips John." Purred Drake as he sat on the other side of Jett. "But little Jett knows that they are just that; flowery words that mean nothing. Don't you Jett? I could have loved you if you would have stayed with me instead of mating with my brother." His sharp black nails ran over Jett's cheek. "I could love you both, there's no limit on the number of Mates we can have. As royals we get our pick. Those idiot brothers of mine decided to stay with one each, but I could take you both." He reached over and grabbed my chin, pulling my face towards his and did the same with Jett's.

"Fuck off you damn ass hole!" Jett snarled as we tried to pull his hands away from our faces. Drake brought his tail up and wrapped around Jett and my wrists and pulled them down into his lap to settle on his erection.

"I can see it now, my two little lights playing with each other while I fuck one, and then the other… wouldn't that be fun?" He licked between our joined cheeks and moaned softly while Jett and I tried to pull away. "To bad your Mates won't miss you."

"I'd let go of our Mates if I were you Drake, otherwise we'd have to break you in half." Came a low gravelly voice behind me, a twin growl erupting from beside it. I sighed in relief, I've never been happier to hear my husband's voice.

-Anung's POV-

"You're a fucking moron Sammael." I growled at my brother as we got our drinks. I couldn't even believe he said that to his Mate, who I knew was still having nightmares about that night. How Jett managed to still act so happy-go-lucky and a goofball was beyond me. We had both essentially signed over an agreement to let him be raped because we didn't want a war. I still have guilt with me about it even though he'd already forgiven me.

"It just slipped out." Sammael muttered, his gold eyes were closed as he tossed back his first drink of the strong alcohol. "He knows I didn't mean it. He just needs to cool off."

"Cool off?!" I snarled at him. "Do you even give a damn about him? At all?!" I grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face me from the bar. "The fuck he knows you don't mean it. He thinks you fucking tolerate him at best. Open your fucking eyes you jackass!" I growl in our language. His eyes pop open as he stares at me in shock. I never use our fathers' language except for when I'm so pissed I can't control myself. "We handed him over to those ass hole Angels last time, it wasn't him who walked over and said 'Well hi y'all, you wanna touch me? Oh, you wanna take me away from my Mate that's supposed to protect me and screw me so hard that I'm bleeding and can't walk in the morning? So I can't hardly look at him for two years and barely let him touch me without trying to knock him the fuck out? Sounds like fun!'…was it Sam?" I asked, mimicking Jett's southern drawl. His golden eyes flashed blood red as he growled and shoved me away hard.

"Don't talk about him like that Anung. You may be my brother, but I'll rip your throat out with my teeth and laugh as you choke on your own blood."

"Then quit acting like you don't fucking know better!" I growled back, grabbing him by the back of the neck and dragging him to a deserted corner in the room where we wouldn't be heard, but where we could still see our mates, and threw him into it. "You act like he whores himself out when you aren't looking! You know how he is."

"Don't you think I know that?!" He half yelled as he pushed himself from the wall and got in my face. "You don't think I died a little every time he cringed away from me? Every time he hit me while he was trying to get away from me? I don't do empathy Anung! I'm the fucking Demon of Torture! I'm the Lord of Pain and Suffering! You think I don't fucking know what mental anguish looks like?! I know he isn't responsible for what happened two years ago! Don't you dare make the fucking mistake that I don't care for my Mate and what happened to him! You may be the oldest of all of us, but I'm the one that could kill you in your sleep and not bat a fucking eye!" He snarled, his lip pulled back over his fangs. How Jett could kiss him with a mouth full of those pointed, dangerous things was beyond me… then again they were normal when he wasn't pissed…

Fuck.

Yes, I was scared of my little brother a bit. He literally could turn on any of us at any time and not give a shit. That's why he had always had iron control over his emotions, most of the time showing none at all. He was almost at the point of losing it though whenever he found Jett. Since they'd mated his control had never been better… Until right now anyway.

"I'm not the one whose Mate just pulled off his Mating Day gift and put it on the table." I muttered to him as I watched Jett and John talking. My heart tightened a bit in sympathy for my brother as I looked over at him as he blinked in confusion and looked over at his Mate. I wanted to hug him as I heard a whimper from him as his Mate looked away from his Gift, the one my brother had stressed over for days after they had their official ceremony. I remember being there when Sam gave it to him, he was so nervous that his hands were shaking the tiniest bit. Jett had been so happy that he had almost knocked Sam down with his tackle hug and had covered Sam with kisses all over his face. My brother had never known affection from anyone other than our mother, Cassi, and I. So when his new Mate started this, he didn't know what to do. He actually looked to me for help!

"But… why?" He sounded so lost, his blood red eyes slowly changing back to gold. "I… he never takes it off. It's a fight after all of these things to get him to put it back in his box. I… I don't understand…" He looked at me, again, for help. I wanted to wrap him up in a hug and stroke his head like I used to when we were young and father's training was too much for him. It's been a long time since I've seen him this vulnerable.

"Aw, did the little demon lose something?" Came Michael's smooth voice from behind me. I watched as my brothers open emotions shut down and he sneered at the Angel.

"Oh look, it's the Prince of Bitches and Raper of Mates. Tell me, have you ripped anybody else's life apart lately?"

"Not recently, no one is as sweet as your Mate anyway. I wonder, would you willingly give him to me again? I do so miss his screams for you and his begging for me to stop. It was delicious." Michael said with a sick smirk on his face. I watched as my brothers eyes snapped back to blood red and he let out a vicious snarl. "No? Pity. Perhaps you, Anung, would be so kind as to lend me your Mate for entertainment? He looks like he could be a little ball of fire in bed."

"Fuck off you sick flying rat!" I growled. Like hell I would give him my Mate!

"Well, I suppose I'll have to find another form of amusement tonight then." He said with a fake sigh and a sneer. "Although, I see a little purple demon that doesn't seem to mind sharing." He said as he walked off with a wave. Sammael and I looked over to see our Mates faces in the hands of Drake, his lips way to close to both of our Mates lips for us to be comfortable.

"I'm fixing to lose a twin." Sam snarled as he started stomping over to wear the guys were sitting.

"Right behind you." I growled. Drake didn't seem to notice us as we came up behind them.

"Fuck off you damn ass hole!" Jett snarled at him. I saw my brother smirk a little.

"I can see it now, my two little lights playing with each other while I fuck one, and then the other… wouldn't that be fun?" He licked between their joined cheeks and moaned softly while Jett and John tried to pull away. "To bad your Mates won't miss you."

"I'd let go of our Mates if I were you Drake, otherwise we'd have to break you in half." I growled, Sam's growl not far behind mine. Drake jerked back and stared at us wide eyed. Sam and I followed where his tail was with our eyes and the roars that broke out of our throats shook the whole room. He was forcing our Mates to hold his dick while he moved his hips into them. The next thing I knew, I watched Sammaels skin produce black spots, his snarl was nothing but fangs, and his eyes were the color of fresh blood.

"I'll fucking KILL YOU!" He roared as he leapt over the two men's heads and pounced onto Drake, his teeth immediately sinking into our brothers' neck and making him shout in pain and let go of John and Jett's hands. John quickly curled into me where he could reach and grabbed my hand. Jett watched in fascination as his Mate punched his brother multiple times in his stomach.

"Fuck, he's so hot when he's like this!" Jett muttered, rubbing his legs together to try and get rid of his 'problem'. John and I stared at him. "What?!" He asked, raised an eyebrow. "The sex after he's like this is mind blowing. But… No, I'm mad at him… But God… Just looking at him!" He bit his bottom lip.

"Jett?" John asked. "Shouldn't you stop him before he kills him?" Jett sighed heavily.

"Yeah." He grumbled. I had to laugh, Jett was such a weirdo. "Hey, Sammael!" My brother looked up from where he had Drake pinned to the ground, fist raised to punch him again in his face. His lips pulled back to reveal all of his shark like fangs. "Don't you fuckin' snarl at me you dick!" Jett growled back at him. Sam immediately pulled his lips back together and let out a soft keening sound from the back of his throat. Jett sighed and opened his arms, flexing his fingers slightly. "Come 'ere you jerk. I want a hug." He demanded. It never ceased to amaze me the pull that Jett had on my half crazed brother. John and I watched as my brother stood up almost immediately and walked over to his Mate, fell to his knees, and wrapped his arms around his waist in a hug and let out a content sigh. I heard John let out a soft 'aww' when Jett kissed the top of his head and rubbed his back, whispering that everything was ok. Suddenly, Sam stood up, threw Jett over his shoulder, and started to walk away, stopping only to grab Jett's pin. "Bye y'all!" Jett waved with a smile. "I'm gonna go get laid!" He yelped and moaned slightly when Sam smacked his ass with a soft growl. John looked at me with a smile.

"That is by far the craziest thing I've seen all night!" He said with a small chuckle.

-John's POV-

We finally made it to our room! After the craziness with Sammael and Drake, the whole event was pretty boring. Anung and I only stayed another two hours before most of the demons at the party started getting drunk and a little handsy. Anung actually broke a couple of the wood elves wrists because they came up and were stroking my hair, saying how much it reminded them of the fur on a doe and how my eyes were as innocent as a new borne fawn, and then they wanted to take me home to become their little pet and we could play 'Deer Mating Season'… that didn't sit too well with my protective Mate.

"Fucking perverted Wood elves." Anung grumbled as he yanked off his suit. "If anyone gets to play any kind of mating game with you, it's gonna be me! Like I would let them-"

"Anung."

"take you and bring you to their home! Mr. 'I'll be your buck' is lucky you stopped me from pulling his fucking-"

I smirked at his back as I sat naked on our bed. "Anung."

"little cock off! Like he could even fill you up half as much as I ca- Ahh, John!" He moaned.

I smiled around the tip of his tail that I had snagged on his way by me. I couldn't help myself, here he was walking around naked in front of me and I'm naked and willing on his bed and all he wanted to do was rant about an Elf? I sucked lightly on his tail and nibbled on it, making him pant and groan. I let go of his tail and stood up, running the tips of my fingers along his shoulder and down his stomach as I walked in front of him. I kissed across his chest to his left nipple and drew a circle around it with my tongue before sucking on it and pinching it lightly with my teeth, flicking it with my tongue, before moving to the other side to give his neglected nipple the same treatment. Then I pulled back and looked up at his face, standing on my tip toes to wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself closer.

"Mmm, my big strong Mate." I sighed as I licked his lips playfully. "I think that you protecting me so well deserves a reward." I nipped his earlobe, making his groan lightly and grab my hips. "Is there anything you would like from your oh so grateful Mate?" I asked as I gently rubbed my hard cock against his, making him growl in the back of his throat and his eyes glow a little brighter. He buried his fingers into my hair and pulled my head back a bit, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get my attention. I shivered in excitement as his teeth scrapped over the sensitive flesh of my neck.

"There is something I want more than anything." He growled against my throat as he lifted me with his stone hand under my ass, making me wrap my legs around his waist as he moved to the wall.

"And what would that be?" I gasped as his tail made its way between us and pressed on my mark. I closed my eyes and whimpered slightly when my Mate's cock ground into my ass, not quite close enough to go in yet. "Please… no teasing Anung!"

"I want to hear you scream my name as I slam into your tight ass, I want you to almost taste me in the back of your throat because I'm so deep inside of you, I want you to squeeze that beautiful ass of yours around me so tight that I almost can't move inside of you, but most of all John, I want you to love me." He growled into my ear. "So tell me my little Mate, can you do that? Can you give all of yourself to me no matter what?"

I was almost in tears. "I can, and I do Anung. I'll always be your Mate." I pressed my lips against his in a soft kiss. "I love you." I whispered. He smiled at me and grabbed a bottle from the desk beside the wall and popped the cap open. I gasped when I felt the cold lubricant on my chest and slide down to pool on my slightly curled stomach. He dipped his fingers into the pool and coated three of them, leaning in as his fingers disappeared behind me. I felt the first one dancing around my puckered entrance, just waiting for him to claim me.

"I love you too." He whispered in my ear as his finger wiggled into my ass, making me arch at the feeling of being somewhat full again. I whimpered and gasped as he pumped that glorious finger in and out of me, slowly adding another one in. "And now my little captive." He growled as he bit my ear a little roughly, making pleasure and a little pain shoot down my spine, my mating mark heating up slightly. "What shall we do with you?" He shoved his last finger into my body and slammed all three right into my bundle of nerves, making me arch my back even more and shout a bit.

"O-oh… mmmnn, p-please not-ah!-not that you Demon. I-I can't… oh! Anung!, I c-can't take it." I moaned. We had decided at some point in our relationship to try a little role playing, but this one was new to me. Is it bad that I was getting turned on? Do I really care?

"Mm, that's it my little innocent. Make those delicious noises for me." He growled, roughly pulling me from the wall as he walked over to the bed where he forced me to lay on the bed as he stood over my panting form. He pulled his fingers from me, making me whimper. "Does my little slave need something bigger in his tight ass?" He asked on a purr. I shivered in need, but shook my head, trying my hardest to stay in the role of the innocent little captive.

"N-no master… please, I-I don't-" His tail came up and flicked one of my nipples and I groaned, loving the rough skin against my body as it slide down and across my stomach, rolling lightly in the lube there before lifting away from me.

"Tell me if it hurts John." Anung said, breaking character for just a second. I nodded to him with a reassuring smile as he shoved his tail into my stretched hole, making me arched my back and scream in pleasure. "Mmm, that's what I like to see. Now my little one, I want to play a new game with you."

"Y-yes?" I gasped wondering why in the hell he wasn't moving his tail. He wiggled the tip a little, making me moan softly.

"As a slave, it is your job to please me correct?" When I didn't answer he frowned a bit and pulled his tail out an inch and shoved it back in, making me arch and moaned loudly. "Answer me!"

"Y-yes! Yes Master that is my job! Oooh!" I couldn't help but roll my hips on his tail. I tilted my head at the sound of a chair being pulled towards the bed.

"Then my little one, I want you to please me." He said as he leaned down and took my lips in an almost brutal kiss.

"H-how?"

"You will get on your hands and knees and use my tail to fuck that little ass of yours until I tell you to stop. Not listening will get you a swat on your lily white ass." He growled, pulling me up and pulling his tail out to put me on my hands and knees on the bed, my ass cheeks spread open for him to see.

"N-no…I couldn't- Ah!" He did it… he actually smacked my ass! But… oh God it felt so good!

"What was that?" He growled as he forced my shoulders to lay on the bed, licking the ass cheek he'd just hit in an almost apology.

"Y-yes sir." I gasped out as his tongue licked my balls. He pulled back and I watched as he settled in the chair and placed his tail on the bed beside me. I gulped a bit and took the impressive tail gently into my hands, bringing it to my face to lick softly before running it down my body to my hip and around. "U-um, could…could you stiffen it Ma-Master?" I heard a chuckle and felt the tail stiffen. I bit my lip, knowing that this was one of my darker fantasies of him. I slowly pressed the tip into my ass, sighing as I was filled once again. I moaned when the tail twisted a bit and looked at him.

"I never said you had to move it, only that you would be fucking it." He said with a feral smile. I shivered, I'd never seen that look on my Mates face before, but I loved it. "Brace yourself, and you'd better move that delicious ass of yours with me." He warned as he shoved his tail into me as far as I could handle. I bit my lip to keep my scream in, but he pulled his tail back and did it again. "Don't you dare try to be quiet!" He growled at me. I screamed and leaned my head down as he pounded his tail into me, my inner muscles squeezing around that wonderful tail of his as I moved with him.

"O-oooh, please… please Ma-Ah!-ster, more… oh God more!" I moaned wantonly as I pushed back harder than before. I don't think I'll last long, the almost two month forced celibacy shortened my stamina. My cock was already dripping precum and my ass was getting tighter with every thrust. Suddenly I was yanked from the bed and the tail pulled out of me as I was turned around to face my husband on the chair, straddling his legs.

"Fuck this." He growled, shoving his tongue in my mouth desperately. I moaned happily and met his tongue. "We'll play later, I need you now!" He snarled against my lips as he lifted my hips. He spread my cheeks open and placed his hard, hot cock at my entrance. "I'm sorry to ruin our game John."

"Fuck the game!" I growled back at him as I forced myself onto his length. "I need you now!" I groaned as I rolled my hips, taking more and more of his gloriously hard flesh into my body. "Fuck me Anung, fuck me hard!" I bit the tip of his ear and sucked, making him groan. "I don't want to be able to walk in the morning, do you understand me?"

"God damn you're so fucking hot when you talk like that!" He growled as he slammed me down onto his cock, the position on the chair and my grinding making him hit spots that made me see stars. Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, he sank his teeth into my Mating mark.

"Oh! There, right there!.. Oh God, harder!" I panted, arching my back just a bit since he still had his teeth sunk into my shoulder, but just that little bit helped him to hit a whole new area making me scream as he pounded into my ass. "Ah…AH! That's it! Oh Anung… I'm so close!" I actually felt the tears slipping from my eyes it was so good.

"Not… not gonna be…be able to hold back much l-longer John." My mate growled to me after licking my newly opened mark. "Fuck! How are you still so God damn tight?" He latched onto my neck and sucked for a few seconds, making my legs tighten and my nails dig at his skin as I threw my head back and moaned. "Fuuuuck! That's it John, squeeze me! Damn it, so. Fucking. Good!" He thrust harder and faster into my poor body with every word.

"Anung! Oh Oh OH! Cum with me baby, please! Cum in me!" I sobbed. It had been so long since I felt him cum in me, I felt empty without it… without him.

"Fuck! I love it when you talk like that!" He moaned, taking my mouth in one last heated kiss before throwing his head back and roaring his release, I screamed mine to the ceiling. I felt those wonderful ropes of heat coat my insides and I sighed and moaned happily, laying my head on his shoulder as I spasmed around him. After a couple of minutes my face was on fire as I looked at him. I couldn't even believe what I had said! "Mmmn, my, my, my… Who knew my Mate could be so wild in bed?" He grinned at me. I hid my red face in his chest and he chuckled at me before kissing my cheek and then my lips softly as he lifted my chin. He started pulling me off of him, but I tightened my legs. He looked at me in concern. "John?"

"I…" I blushed brighter even as I yawned. "I want you to stay in me." I said shyly. I felt him chuckle a bit and he stood, staying inside of me as he laid us both down. "I love you Anung." I said sleepily. I felt a gentle kiss placed on my head.

"I love you too."

… *stares at Andi*

*blushes* What?! I needed to pay them back for their patients… so I give them smut!

That… that was… *stares* People, you'll have to help me out here for words on this one!

*rolls eyes* It's just a sex scene Dana. Anyway, that was a little more background and a new friend for John! Be prepared, Jett and Sammael will be reappearing soon! I'm thinking of doing a spin off after I'm done with this story of their story. We'll see. *looks at Dana* Quit staring at me!

We love you our amazing readers! I shall keep staring at Andi until you can tell her what you think! Reviews make her feel better! Keep an eye out, chapter 3 of Hellboy's Issue will be out in the next couple of days as well!

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Dana & Andi