Author's Note: When describing Seto as a faery, I mean as a Gaelic faery. The word 'faery' encompasses all of those sorts of Gaelic creatures that have something to do with one specific element or object. :| Also, I use the word 'faery' because it makes me giggle to describe Seto as a fairy. Yep. I do it for the lulz.
Sacrifice II
Seto just couldn't lie; he was stunned.
Joey glared at him, pressing back into the wall despite his brave face. He brought his hand to his chest protectively, the flesh of his palm still tingling from striking the brunet's cheek. He knew he'd be punished for slapping him—the kelpie wouldn't just let him get away with it—but he couldn't handle being touched tonight! He knew where the monster had been!
Once getting over his initial shock, Seto let out an angry snarl and slammed his hands against the wall on either side of the human's head. "What the hell was that for!"
The blond turned his head away, feeling the adrenaline-fueled bravery drain away in face of the kelpie's fury. "I-I can't-!"
"Can't
what? You were putting out just fine before I left!" the brunet snapped, glaring at him.
Joey tried to keep his brave face, but when he saw the monster-turned-man's eyes begin to glow, he sobbed quietly. "I know what day it is! My village sent another virgin t' you!"
"So?" Seto hissed, sliding one hand into the boy's thick hair. He gripped it tightly, unable to help the smirk that came to his face when the blond whimpered.
"I just-! I can't have your mouth on me! Not when I know it killed and consumed another human being-!" The blond sobbed helplessly. "Someone that I maybe knew, someone that could have been my friend! I just can't let ya touch me when ya just killed another person!"
The brunet growled angrily. "You've already told me that if I want you as my prize mare, I'm not to have any others. I'm
always horny after a hunt like this. What would you have me do, just
stop eating humans?"
"Yes!" Joey answered shortly, yelping when the brunet tugged on his hair. "That hurts!"
"And just
why should I?" the kelpie snarled. "I
like eating humans. I
like tearing their flesh from their bones and listening to them scream."
The blond shuddered, terrified. "S-Seto—"
"I like ripping humans apart and chomping their bones to bits. I like feeling their hearts pop in my mouth like roe." Seto's eyes darkened. "I'm a kelpie. It's natural for me to like it. You're my prize mare;
learn to like it."
Joey sobbed as he was pulled into a rough, open-mouthed kiss, shuddering again at the slight tang of iron he tasted. Turning his head away, he shoved at the brunet's shoulders with an angry snarl. "No! I can't-!"
Seto roared and threw the blond to the ground, then turned and slammed his fist into the wall, shattering the area immediately around his knuckles and cracking the rock several feet outward. He wanted nothing more than to do the same thing to the blond's head, but he realized that he would eventually regret it—probably not immediately, but it annoyed him that he'd regret it at all.
The human swallowed thickly as he gazed at the wall, realizing that it could have been his body that had taken the blow. "S-Seto…"
"—Fairies-elves-and-damned! Why do you make everything so difficult!" the brunet snarled, spinning toward him angrily. "You don't want me to have sex with you, but you insist that if I force it on you, I don't have sex with anyone else! You won't say you like sex, but you always beg for more and you have
no qualms telling me to go harder or faster when we're having it! And now you won't have sex with me because
I'm following my instincts?"
Joey flinched. "I just—I can't—"
"Stop saying you can't! You can! You
obviously can!" Seto grabbed him by throat and slammed him against the wall. "Damn it!"
"Ngk-!" The blond whimpered breathlessly, clawing at his arm, then fell limp, deciding that the kelpie would only let go when he felt like it.
Seto ground his teeth as he glared at the human he could so easily snap in half, then growled, turning and giving him a shove toward the bed. "Sit."
Joey coughed as he stumbled toward the bed, pausing to get his breath back. He yelped when the brunet gave him a hard spank and leapt onto the bed, turning to face him quickly and mentally preparing himself for a round of sex that would probably leave him bleeding and helpless because the monster seemed to enjoy nonconsensual sex as much as he enjoyed it consensually—maybe even more.
He yelped as the brunet slammed him down on his back. "Seto-!"
"Answer me! Tell me why I can't have more mares! Tell me why you won't admit you like sex! Help me understand what goes through your stupid human head!" the brunet snarled, shaking him. "
Tell me!"
The human tried to bear the shaking, but he was afraid his neck might snap if Seto shook him any harder. While he wanted to keep his reasoning to himself, he was more afraid of being eaten now than he was afraid of being raped. "I don't wanna go t' hell!"
Seto froze, staring at him in disbelief. "You… what?"
"I don't wanna go t' hell!" Joey repeated, then turned his head away and began to cry as he felt the grip on his shoulders loosening. "That's why I wanted you t' eat me! That's why I didn't want ya t' touch me! I knew that if ya touched me like that, God wouldn't love me anymore! I thought that if I said I hated ya, that I hated sex, God would see that I didn't really want it, and I wouldn't hafta burn in hell after ya finally ate me! 'nd when I realized I
did like it, I knew I had t' be the only one ya slept with, otherwise I'd have
no chance of gettin' into heaven and I just couldn't handle that!"
"…So that was all because you were too afraid to admit that you like my dick up your ass?" The brunet growled, then threw his head back to roar his annoyance. "Why do I even put up with you!"
The human flinched, then frowned as the older man stormed toward the water that was the only exit from the cave that served as his home. "W-where are you—"
"I'm going to go fuck a mare that won't mind that I've just eaten a human," Seto snarled, turning to glare at him. "You can stay here and think about your priorities. Make a decision. Either get over this need for approval from a god that has obviously abandoned you and let me fuck you, or I'm going to eat you and be done with it."
Joey watched his form twist into that of a stallion and sink into the water, then turned and buried his face in a pillow. He didn't know what to do; he knew he'd never come to a decision by the time Seto got back.
He'd come to like the sex, especially when the brunet was in a good enough mood to let him ride him. It wasn't painful as it had been in the beginning unless the kelpie was in a bad mood, and he always healed whatever damage he caused after a rough fuck. He'd also found that he didn't really mind sucking the brunet off after a while.
But he'd grown up being told that lying with another man was a sin, and it almost hurt to give up that small piece of his life from before the kelpie had taken him as his prize mare. While he had trouble believing that he'd ever get into heaven (or even purgatory, for that matter) now that he'd openly admitted enjoying the sex, he still felt a defensive sting of pride that kept him from giving up.
.-.-.-.-.-.
Maybe it had been harsh, but Seto was new to this whole 'caring about the feelings of someone that wasn't Mokuba' thing. And it wasn't like he could just forget his instincts; he
liked seeing the blond suffer, if only because he was a kelpie and human suffering gave him a sadistic high. In fact, he was initially horrified when he realized that he
did care if the human sharing his bed was hurt.
He shouldn't have cared. Humans were food; what reason did he have to care? But one night, when he was in a particularly bad mood (he'd almost snatched a human into the water to devour; it wasn't even from the village he'd struck the one-virgin-a-year deal with—and he'd
missed!), and he'd been taking out his frustrations on the blond, he'd realized that he was hurting him more than he usually did, almost to a point where he might die.
And he'd realized… he didn't want that to happen.
At first, he'd just figured it was because Joey's screams were delicious, and he hadn't wanted to give them up yet. However, as time went on, he found himself being gentler with the fragile body, even allowing the blond to roll on top of him and ride him.
Letting the blond ride him was a big deal. Male kelpies weren't
ridden. It showed weakness, vulnerability. Not to mention that when they were ridden in their horse forms (usually because of some human trick), they were always killed. He realized that Joey had been in no position to kill him, but the fear and anxiety was always there, regardless of where he was and what he was doing.
And Joey had been so obedient—hesitant, even—asking if it was okay and whether or not he was doing it right. He was a nervous rider; he knew how dangerous the creature he was riding could really be.
Seto let out an angry neigh and crushed a boulder with his hooves. Just thinking about the blond made him furious! He'd been kind to him (in kelpie standards), had fed him, had even healed him when he accidentally hurt him more than he'd planned, and the ungrateful slut had the audacity to turn him down because he was
following his instincts! …No, that wasn't true. He'd turned him down because of the disgust he felt when he realized that he might have known the person Seto had eaten. He'd been rebelling more often, too, no matter how many times Seto had scared him back into submission. His little mare was restless, trapped in a cave with only a bed and a bucket for relieving himself. Joey probably longed to leave the cave, despite the fact that his clothes had been ripped to shreds only weeks into his imprisonment.
Seto scuffed his hoof over some kelp, frowning. He knew he couldn't eat Joey now; it was much too late for that. It might even put him off human meat for good. But he'd threatened to—had promised to. He was almost certain if he just let the blond outside the cave for even a few moments, he'd become docile again.
Perhaps if he presented him with a gift? Something to show that he wasn't keeping the blond simply because he was bored. He would never be able to articulate out loud why he kept him. He'd tried, had practiced. He'd gotten so far as, "I've grown attach—"
The "—ed to you" always ended up getting stuck in his throat.
Seto looked around carefully to make sure he wasn't being watched, then melded into his human form to reach into the bed of kelp and gently extract a tunic he'd made from the water weeds and his own magic. He'd started making it when he realized that Joey had meant something to him other than food or a fuck. At first, it had been a project to see whether or not his feelings were just a whim that would fade in a few weeks; when he'd realized they were genuine, he'd put more effort into making it something beautiful. He wanted Joey to be happy with him…
.-.-.-.-.-.
"Eat me."
Seto froze, eyes widening as he looked at the blond sitting on the bed. He was facing away from him, but he could have sworn that his voice had been… sad. Resigned. His shoulders were hunched, as if he didn't like the decision he'd made. He didn't really want to be eaten. He couldn't.
Seto knew, because the human survival instinct didn't work like that.
Joey yelped as he felt a hand dig into his hair, whimpering as the brunet yanked it cruelly. "Ah-!" He gasped as he was pulled into a kiss, unable to help a little whimper. It had been long enough that he couldn't tell whether there was actually still a tang of blood or if it was just imagination, and he was still horrified at the thought that it was the blood of someone he knew.
The kelpie kissed him for a few long moments, then leaned back to glare at him, even as he lifted his hand and struck him across the cheek. When the blond sputtered and glared at him angrily, ready to shout and curse, he slapped him again.
"Ngh!" The second strike had been much harder—hard enough to make him fall onto his side. "Ah-!" He whimpered quietly as he felt the older man's hand begin to stroke his side, clenching the blankets tightly. "Nn!"
"I'm not eating you. I'm going to keep you until you're mine completely—body, heart, and soul." Seto leaned down to kiss his cheek. "You're my prize mare. You are mine. I won't just give you up because you ask me to."
Joey shivered. "S-Seto…!" He moaned as the brunet's lips trailed down to his neck, then whimpered again as he felt something soft and cool fluttering over his skin. "Seto-!"
The kelpie tilted his head as he examined the color of the tunic against the blond's skin. He'd always thought that green would look good on him. This pale, sea-foamy color looked very nice—especially when he noticed that it made his bruises look darker on his skin. Joey looked delicious with his pale skin covered in bruises.
He brushed one of the sleeves of the tunic against the blond's cheek. "Put this on."
"Nn?" The younger boy looked up at him in confusion, sitting up a little to look down at the pale green tunic. He grasped the silky fabric and held it to his chest. "…You… got this… for me?"
"I made it. I thought you'd look pretty in green." He brushed the blond's cheek again. "Put it on. I want to see if I made it the right length. And if it is, well…" He frowned and glanced away. "…I thought that… maybe you'd like to go outside."
Joey blinked up at him slowly, baffled by what he was hearing. Eventually, though, he sat up straight and looked at the soft green fabric pressed to his chest. "…You… made this for me…? And you're gonna take me outside?" He looked up at the kelpie and frowned. "Why?"
Seto turned his head away, frowning. "…I don't know how to say it. So I'm hoping that you'll figure it out yourself."
Hugging the tunic tightly, the blond looked away and shivered. He had an idea, but he was too terrified to think too hard on it. The kelpie was an evil creature! If it meant what he thought it meant, then—
He moaned quietly as the brunet leaned down to gently lip at his neck like a horse choosing the grains it wanted, shivering as he nipped at his throat; he knew that those teeth could easily chomp through his neck. The fact that they did nothing but nibble and leave little marks across his skin, however, was humbling in a way that the kelpie liked him enough to not kill him. Perhaps being the faery's prize mare wouldn't be so bad now, when he was admitting that he felt… something that he couldn't explain.
Joey bit his bottom lip. He didn't want to admit it quite yet, but… he felt something he couldn't explain adequately either.
.-.-.-.-.-.
He'd been right. Seto always liked when he was right.
Joey had become more docile after regular trips out of the cave. He didn't do much, most of the time. Sometimes he'd bask in the sun wherever Seto left him, or he'd go around picking wildflowers for the cave (Seto didn't really like them, but he recognized that Joey was in the cave more often than he was, so he allowed it), or even just walk along the river bank, sometimes on the dry dirt, other times the wet sand, but mostly with his feet in the water, humming quietly.
His mare had a pretty hum.
Seto kept out of sight most of the time, allowing the blond the 'freedom' of thinking he was alone. Sometimes, though, he'd trot along beside him, playfully whipping his bare thighs with his perpetually dripping tail and then galloping ahead as the human squealed in surprise and threw rocks or sticks after him in embarrassment. It made him feel like a colt again, playing so innocently with his mare.
Seto snorted loudly as he felt a gentle hand on his cheek and glanced up, his prehensile lips playing with his mare's hair.
'My lovely mate deserves a treat. Perhaps I'll send Mokuba to get him some sweets.' He grunted his approval as the blond leaned in to gently kiss his velvety nose, pressing his face closer to his lips, then leaned back and caught his lower lip between his own playfully.
Joey screeched in embarrassment and yanked away from him. "I'm not doin' it with a horse, ya pervert!"
The kelpie let out a whinny that sounded much more like a laugh and turned to keep walking.
'I will accept that. The idea of fucking you as a horse doesn't exactly appeal to me either.' The blond huffed, still embarrassed, and wiped his mouth on his arm. "So gross—I was just kissin' your nose and all of the sudden my lip's in yer mouth-!" He squealed as he was shoved up against a tree, only relaxing when he saw that the kelpie had shifted into his human form. "Seto…"
"May I tell you a fantasy I've been having?" Seto whispered, then chuckled when the blond whimpered. "You remember that large rock in the middle of the river? The one I left you to bask on that one day?"
Joey shivered. "Yes. It was really warm."
"I want to have sex with you on that rock, on a warm day like this, while you're dripping wet. I think you'd look beautiful with drops of moisture rolling over your skin, unable to tell whether they were sweat or water. I see it in my mind, and I think it's the most erotic thing I've ever imagined."
"Ah… M-maybe… maybe in the evenin' when there's no chance of people coming across us?" the blond whispered, licking his lips anxiously. "I-I don't think I'd mind if there was no chance of people seein' us."
"Just people, right? Because I can assure you, a few curious faeries will hear your screams and come to see what's going on." Seto leered at him. "And I don't mind showing off my prize mare to an audience as long as they see that you belong
completely to me."
Joey moaned quietly in the back of his throat, feeling both humiliated and aroused—and ashamed of that arousal. Whimpering quietly, he shook his head. "No-! I don't want anyone t' see-!"
At that, the brunet's face suddenly twisted into an angry scowl. "You're right. I don't want anyone to see your face while I'm pleasuring you; you're so beautiful that they'd try to steal you away and keep you as their own." He tugged the human into his arms and hissed. "You're
my mare, Joey."
"I never said I wasn't!"
"Don't let
anyone take you away from me, or I'll get seriously angry."
"You're already angry!"
"And I might just have to eat that person in front of you."
"Gah!" Joey cringed. "No-! Please don't eat anyone in front of me!" He squeaked as the kelpie held him closer. "Seto!"
Seto lipped his neck gently. "What if it's you? Can I eat you in front of you?"
The blond mewed in confusion. "Wha-? I don't—"
The faery knelt in front of him and smirked as he looked up at the blond, pushing his tunic up a little. "Like that first night. Or… I could eat you back
here."
Joey shrieked as the brunet's middle finger slid into him, jerking his head back against the tree as it immediately stroked over the spot that made his brain turn to mush. "Ngh-!"
"In fact… I
really want to eat you back here."
"No—no—I hate when ya—Seto—" Whimpering as he felt the faery's finger sliding out, the blond could only moan helplessly as the kelpie's fingers spread his cheeks apart. "No… No, I…Ahn…" He let his head fall back again, mouth falling open to pant as the brunet gently nudged his knees over his shoulders so he held the majority of his weight. "Ah…! Hn-!" He bit down on his hand between his thumb and forefinger to muffle his noise as he felt the long, slick tongue sliding past his entrance.
Seto hummed and slid his hands up to grasp his hips tightly, using his equine tongue rather than his human one. He would admit that as a horse, he felt no urge to have sex with the blond—only to abuse or tease him; it was when he was human in form that he enjoyed making the younger boy screech and squirm until he came. He especially liked when the blond would whimper and offer more of himself to him, begging for 'more' and 'faster' and sometimes even '
harder, damn it!'
He loved that his human mare was beginning to accept more and more of his nature. Certainly, there was quite a way to go until he accepted that he ate humans, but he understood that perhaps it might be different if there was a possibility that he personally knew Seto's victim. Perhaps it was time to switch villages; if Joey didn't know who his victim was, he might not push him away anymore.
Joey sobbed quietly and shook his head. "Seto, no-! Ah! I'm—I—" He shuddered as he felt the brunet's tongue lap gently at the spot that made vibrations of pleasure thrum up his spine. "Ungh! Set-! Ah! Ha! Ah!" His hips shook. "I'm gonna—Seto, I'm gonna—" He sobbed again as the tongue abruptly slid out, feeling empty and cold. "Uhn!"
"Wouldn't want to get your tunic dirty," Seto cooed, pushing the silky fabric up. "Help me take it off, mare."
The blond struggled to shrug out of the cloth, whimpering when the faery grasped the base of his erection and squeezed. "Uhn! No! Wanna come—I wanna come—"
Eyes narrowing as he heard the tunic flutter to the ground, the kelpie lunged forward and thrust his tongue into him again, sliding a finger inside of him as well. He chuckled darkly as the blond screamed and shuddered as he climaxed, legs twitching together slightly as he stiffened, before he suddenly relaxed, sagging against the tree bonelessly as his legs nearly slid off the faery's shoulders.
Seto grabbed his knees quickly to keep him from falling. "Easy there."
Joey whimpered again cutely, eyelashes damp with tears of embarrassment. "I-I—I didn't mean—"
The brunet hummed at him and carefully slid his legs from his shoulders, helping the human to sit on his lap. "It's okay. I liked seeing it." He leaned down to lick up some of the cum splattered on the blond's chest, moaning quietly. "I'll never get tired of tasting you…"
"Nn…" The blond shivered and bit his bottom lip.
"What's this, Seto?
Playing with your
food?"
Joey lunged forward, throwing his arms around the kelpie's neck as another water horse stepped out of the river, and trembled anxiously. "Nn-!"
Seto lifted his head and turned narrowed eyes on the black horse. "
Duke."
The horse's unnaturally green eyes looked the human over carefully. "Then again, he looks cute. Perhaps
I'll take a go with him." Somehow, the equine lips twisted into a smirk. "He looks like he'd enjoy horse cock."
Seto bared his teeth at the suggestion. "He's
mine."
"Come on. I promise I won't hurt him too badly. Think of it like…
tenderizing."
Joey shivered in terror, eyes widening as he hid his head behind the brunet's chest. "Seto-!" The thought of doing it with Seto as a horse was disgusting; the thought of doing it with a kelpie that thought of him as food was petrifying.
"Duke. This is my prize mare," the brunet snarled coldly. "He is mine. If you—or anyone else for that matter—tries to even
touch him, I will snap off your fingers or rip out your teeth one by one." His eyes glowed angrily. "So keep your penis where it belongs—
on you instead of on my wall as a
trophy."
The other kelpie flinched, then snorted and turned his head. "Well, if you say so. But if I find him alone, I can't promise that
you will find his pert little behind in one piece." He neighed in terror as the brunet swept to his feet, turning to leap into the water.
Seto snarled angrily, then turned and tugged the blond back into his arms, holding him tightly. "Mine!"
"Seto-!" Joey clung back just as tight, still terrified.
"I'm never leaving you alone again!" The brunet nuzzled his neck roughly. "You're mine.
Mine."
"Don't let him get me…!" the human whispered anxiously. "Please don't let him get me! He'd rip me apart and then he'd eat me-!"
"Not going to happen." Seto kissed his neck gently in apology for the rough nuzzling. "I think I should keep you in the cave for a while before letting you out again. Not to punish you, but to protect you." He cupped the blond's chin and tilted his head up to kiss him lightly. "I'll stay with you so you won't get lonely."
"Anything ya want-! Just don't let him get me!" Joey whimpered, beginning to tremble all over again.
The faery let out a disgruntled rumble. He never thought he'd see the day that a human would cling to him for safety. Then again, he'd also never thought he'd see the day that he'd care about a human, either.
