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Tending Your Wounds Ch.2

Stefan: -lets out a loud hiss of pain at due to how tender the wound was and looks down at Shade with narrowed eyes- I can tend to it. -big words for a man who couldn't even get his own pants off but really doesn't want to risk hurting the older demon and starting a fight when he was already weak-

Shade: -moves off of the bed and gets the wash cloth again. Turns it over to a clean side and soaks it with some rubbing alcohol- Oh? Just five minutes ago you couldn't even take off your pants without writhing in pain. -leans over again- This may sting a bit. -Moves the dampened cloth to the boy's inner thigh and dabs the alcohol around the wound-

Stefan: That was different. -argues even though he knows they're not different at all but is trying to be kind to Shade in this situation and save himself the trouble of angering the other man- Shade...! -growls the name out loudly and props himself up on one elbow, reaching down and roughly smacking the other's hand away-

[Taylor: Lol Stefan is being difficult]

[Pandie: Well it's either be difficult or pull on Shade's hair in retaliation. XD He doesn't like feeling vulnerable o n o]

[Taylor: Shade does not appreciate hair pulling. XD Well, as long as it isn't biting or scratching then I guess he's safe-ish.]

[Pandie: I don't think he's capable of doing very much biting and scratching right now XD]

Shade: -drops the wash cloth as his hand is smacked away from the wounded area. Shoots a death glare over in Stefan's direction for halting his progress.- Look, kid. I don't want to be here all night wiping your a**. So if you let me finish with what I'm doing, I will gladly take my leave. -Eyes the other demon for a moment before reaching between his legs to retrieve the cloth-

Stefan: Listen, old man. -forces himself all the way up and grips Shade's wrist a little too tightly, stopping him from reaching for the cloth- I won't say that I don't appreciate what you're doing for me; enemy tending to an enemies wounds is a little new. While I have let it be known before that I don't hate you, if you touch that particular wound, you better be prepared to put me down. Now, if you would like to sit back and allow me a moment to rest and settle down or you want to tie me down, then you can fix that wound all you want. -narrows his eyes- And if you don't want to be here doing this, then leave. Don't forget you came here on your own agenda. It's irritating how you do things on your own accord and then spin them around to act like you were forced to.

Shade: -stops short from grabbing the cloth as Stefan takes hold of his wrist. Eyes narrow slightly, feeling the cloth just at the tip of his fingers.- Maybe if you actually cooperated and behaved, I wouldn't mind taking care of you. -yanks his hand back, frustrated at how much trouble the other demon was causing him- Fine. If you want to play like that. -Grumbles softly under his breath as he leaves the room-

Stefan: -glares after Shade and then places the cloth over his wound, settling back down on the bed and closing his eyes to recover-

Joseph: -almost runs into Shade, arms piled full of things that blocked his view- Oh. -frowns slightly and tilts his head, more to peer around the objects than anything else- It did not go well?

Shade: -moves out of the way as to not be knocked into, glaring over the small servant- He thinks he's won. I'm simply retrieving a few things, I shall return. -Takes his leave before entering into Stefan's room again after an hour passes- Now then...

Joseph: ... -isn't too proud to admit that Shade unnerves him, but goes about his business and leaves his Master none the wiser-

Stefan: -had fallen asleep minutes after Shade had left, more from exhaustion than anything, and slowly begins to waken- Nnn...? -groggily lifts his head off the bed, eyes only about half way open-

Shade: -drops a duffle bag by the door before pulling something out.- Have a nice rest? -Determined to finish his job, moves closer to the tired boy and climbs onto the bed. Pins Stefan down with ease as he moves on top of him- What were you saying before? Something about tying you up?

Stefan: -yawns softly and rouses a little more when the bed shifts- Nnn... not now, Shade... I'm tired.. -mumbles sleepily and being passive in his half-awake state, up until the weight shifts over the top of him and he is pinned down- Ahn...? -opens his eyes all the way and begins to struggle, as much as he can while he's pinned anyway- Who the hell let you back in!?

[Pandie: Shade... yer gonna... cause him a whole different problem by taking him so literal > n > ;;]

[Taylor: LOL. He shouldn't have said anything.]

[Pandie: He's not use to being around males that are more dominant than he is. XD]

Shade: You should thank your butler. -grips his wrists and brings Stefan's arms above his head in one swift motion.- I came prepared this time, Stefan. -Shows him the pair of metal handcuffs he brought and dangles them in the man's face. Leans closer to whisper in his ear- You underestimated me.

Stefan: -growls his butler's name and was sure to be dealing with him later, but for now focuses on the current situation. Hands pinned above his head, he refuses to stop squirming beneath Shade, though quickly starting to lose what little energy he had recovered- Damnit, Shade, I did not think you would take me so literally. -the sight of the handcuffs, the breath against his ear and the voice that went with it, and being so utterly dominated in his weak state were almost enough to make him whimper but instead, he made one last desperate attempt to reclaim some sort of dominance. With the other leaned down to his ear, he raises his head and bites down at the base of Shade's neck, as hard as he could possibly manage, growling against the older demon's skin-

[Taylor: Nuu Stefan, no biting. XD]

[Pandie: He's panicking XD]

[Taylor: The end is neiighh, Stefann]

[Pandie: XDD]

Shade: -seems to freeze as the demon reaches up to n** his neck, nails almost digging into the other demon's wrists as a response. Head hangs low as he hovers over the man, trying to restrain what urges he faced inside. Rips away from the man, a soft tint of red washing over his cheeks- What did I tell you about the pain? -Growls out before handcuffing the smaller demon to the bed frame, nails itching to dig into the man's side- Don't. ever. do. that. again. -hair falls in his face as he looks away from Stefan and climbs off. Sits back down in the chair and takes a moment to calm himself, struggling to keep control-

Stefan: -doesn't seem to catch the other demon's hesitations or the tint of red creeping across his cheeks, having his eyes shut tight immediately after daring to even do such a thing to begin with, expecting to be attacked- ...And I don't take well to being dominated. -offers as vague of an explanation as Shade had given him in regards to pain, and turns his head away from the other once he felt the handcuffs fasten tight around his wrists. Breathing heavily, a sound that was mixed between a whimper and a... moan? escaped him at the acceptance of being made submissive, but shifts his body towards his most injured side in an attempt to use pain to wash everything else away-

Shade: -Watches Stefan for a few minutes before reaching over to tend to his last wound. Now understands a bit more about the demon.- I see now. -Finishes stitching the cut, careful not to cause him too much pain.- In that case... -Stands and leans over again, breath hot against the boy's neck as he whispers- If you ever bite me again, I'll show you what real dominance is like. -lips brush against his skin as he pulls away- I think I'll leave you like this for a while.

Stefan: -keeps his eyes shut through the entire process and focuses on slow, steady breaths to keep himself calm, really not liking being weak around the older demon, let alone being compliant and submissive- ...? -slowly opens his eyes at the sound of the other's voice and a faint tint of red flushes his cheeks, turning his head away and still managing to find his attitude-S-stop teasing, you old b*****d... This is bad enough for me as it is. -squirms at the threat of being left tied up and looks back at Shade- You can't just leave me handcuffed..

Shade: -picks up his duffle bag and slings it over his shoulder. Instantly destroys any hope of him escaping- But I can. -Looks over Stefan with cold eyes- I can't trust what you will do if I release you. -turns on the heel of his foot to leave- I'll let Joseph come and find you like this. -tosses the keys to the handcuffs on the bedside table-

Stefan: -groans loudly and shifts his head to glare up at the handcuffs, and would damn Shade's name if he wasn't already damned-

[Pandie: LOL Joseph will probably leave him locked up overnight XD]

Shade: Have a nice night, Stefan. -small smirk creeps onto his face before he takes his leave. Informs Joseph that Stefan requires assistance-

Joseph: -has been told assistance is required and is just not gonna go in that room. Nope. No sir. Has too many things to do around the house and may be slightly terrified at what he might find, like his dead Master or something-

[Taylor: LOL Joseph. What if he is dead?! XDD]

Joseph: Is he dead, ma'am? -turns and stares at Bo with those green eyes, reaching up to brush a strand of red hair from his face-

[Taylor: Noo, he is tied up. o n o Maybe you should release him.]

Joseph: -stops and then sits at his desk, slipping his glasses on and opening his finance books, delicately dipping his quil pen in an inkwell- I am certain Master's... friend... bound him for a reason. More importantly, I do not wish to see him tied up and I can assure you, Master would have my eyes if I saw that. He will call when he wishes me to se--.. -hears his name being growled loudly and stands, sighing- Oh drat. -goes to answer the call-

Time For Your Check Up

Shade: -goes to check on Stefan the following morning, knocks on the front door to the house-

Stefan: -surprisingly is the one to open the door- .... -avoids Shades eyes- ...Yes..?

Shade: -leans against the door frame with his forearm- How are you feeling today?

Stefan: I feel... -looks down before finally looking at Shade- Thanks... -steps away to let him in if he wants-

[Taylor: Shade needs to stop breaking him, I think he's starting to find joy in it. o n o]

[Pandie: I think Stefan has a sick joy to being broken by him. o n o]

Stefan: -not amused-

Shade: -turns and winks at Stefan to see his reaction-

Stefan: -growls loudly in an attempt to lose Shade's attention, despite his flushed cheeks-

Shade: A wink makes you flustered? Interesting. -small smirk-

Stefan: You're imagining things in your old age... -looks away- -.-

Shade: Maybe I need glasses then. May I come in?

Stefan: -nods his head but grunts- ...Yes.

Shade: -moves past the demon to enter the manor, turning back to him once inside- How are your wounds today?

Stefan: -finally looks at him, folding his arms and trying to keep his strong front- We heal fast. Another day or two and I will be fine..

Shade: Not as fast as those damn leeches do.

Stefan: They drink he blood of others. We are not as low as them. -growls loudly and starts to lean against a wall, wincing in pain and standing up straight again-

Shade: -notices the flinch from the corner of his eye- Honestly... You shouldn't even be up and about.

Stefan: -narrows his eyes- Yes, well... I am anyway. -refrains from mentioning the key or cuffs-

Shade: -walks over to him- Should I take you to bed by force then?

Stefan: -takes a step back but stops when he hits the wall- As if..

Shade: Still underestimating me, I see. -wraps an arm around Stefan's waist and attempts to pull the boy closer-

Stefan: -growls quietly and pushes back against the arm, only strong enough to keep his torso at a slight distance- What do you think you're doing. Being strong when I am weak is nothing.

Shade: -narrows his eyes slightly- I'm stronger than you even when you aren't weak. -tightens his grip around the boy's waist before picking him up and tossing him over his shoulder-

Stefan: -growls in the most menacing way he can manage- Shade... put me down. If you were wise you would not be touching me ar all. -presses his hands against Shade's back, still fighting urges caused by the others previous dominance-

Shade: I told you already. You need rest. Fight as much as you want, it'll only tire you out. -Starts walking towards the bedroom, ignoring the pressure from the man's pushing-

Stefan: Shade... -growls the name out as a warning, gripping the others coat and trying to keep himself in line- This isn't about fighting.

Shade: You're right, this is about me carrying you to your bed because you refuse to acknowledge that you need more rest. -_- -tsks in distaste as he nears the room- Kids.

Stefan: -gives up on trying to reason with the thick headed older demon and digs his claws through the coat, poking roughly against skin while beginning to struggle on his shoulder-

Shade: -stops halfway down the hall in reaction to the sharp pain in his back. Tosses a glare back at the demon- What did I tell you about the pain?

Stefan: I warned you. You didn't want to listen. -glares at his backside and tightens his grip on the other man's coat-

Shade: -Walks into his room and roughly tosses the boy into the bed, instantly climbs on top and pins him- I am not the type to be messed with. -Growls-

Stefan: -struggles beneath Shade, raising one knee upward to try and create some sort of barrier while turning his head away- Shade, stop it... I warned you about dominance..

Shade: And I warned you about the pain. -growls and moves off of him, sitting at the edge of the bed- Remember my promise, because I wont go easy on you.

Stefan: -grunts and slowly sits back up, letting out a relieved sigh at assuming it was over but unable to find words while calming down- Right..

Shade: You need to find better control over that weakness of yours. -sighs- If I wanted to, I could take you right now. -stands from his spot- But you're still just a kid to me, and it wouldn't be a fair fight. Not while you're recovering at least.

Stefan: You need to be careful if you realize my lack of control. -glares at his back- I am a kid to you, so you won't act regardless. You make it clear that you barely tolerate me, and we are not friends. I am safe. -growls and looks down, flexing fingers against the bedspread-

Shade: -looks away with narrowed eyes- When I'm pushed that far... No one is safe. -turns back and leans over to Stefan. Blows on the nape of his neck- Not even you.

Stefan: -barely tilts his head, a subtle urge that offers more skin, but also looks towards the wall and turns a whimper into a growl- I told you... -forces himself to look at Shade with a near challenging expression- ..to stop it.
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Don't worry, boys and girls. Shade stomped away~

Any Victory Counts

Stefan: -growling unpleasantly to himself and removing stitches from his arms- e___e

Ginmarie: Did Shade do that to you?

Stefan: The stitches? Yes, he did the stitches. -grumbles and continues to pluck them out-

Ginmarie: I meant the wounds. It's not like him to stitch someone.

Stefan: What? -clearly doesn't understand her question at first and frowns deeply, going back to the removal- The wounds were by a blade. -has nothing to say about Shade-

Ginmarie: -only interested in one thing and one thing only- You rich?

Stefan: -lifts his eyes and glares in her direction- There is no money for you here. Shoo, fly.

Ginmarie: -tsks in response, brushing her long red hair back- No wonder you and Shade are friends. You two don't understand the definition of fun. -Walks off-

Ryder: Are we free to come out? -peeks out curiously-

[Taylor: No, Ryder. >:C No one is permitted in.]

Stefan: -growls loudly and digs a little too hard at some of the stitches- We are not friends.. damnit! -feels a little trickle of blood and angrily rips off a piece of bandage, wrapping it around his arm-

Shade: -standing behind him the second he rips off part of a bandage. Arms folded as an unamused look sits on his face.- Ahem.

Ryder: See? That lady over there doesn't mind. -scoffs at me-

[Taylor: >:C You wait until your father is done with Stefan, Ryder. You are so grounded.]

Stefan: What!? -snaps angrily and spins around, meeting Shade instead of... god only knows who he was expecting; not Shade- .........what.

[Pandie: O n O A Shade child? -inches closer to inspect!-]

Shade: -twitch- What are you doing? -_- -beyond angry at the younger demon, reaches out to grip the collar of his shirt- I remember spending hours yesterday patching you up, you self-righteous p***k. -growls-

Ryder: -Only gets his black hair from his father, has bright blue eyes and medium length, loosely teased hair. Always wearing dark colored hoodies-- also a drug dealer in town- o.o What? -has a twin sister named Rosalind-

Stefan: Stop it! -reaches up and shoves Shades hand away- It was three days ago now, old man! They itch, they're ready to come out now. -backs away from him-

Ryder: -puts on his hood- e.e -does not appreciate being inspected- I wanted to borrow some money from my dad, I got into trouble with some... People. Is he around?

Shade: -growls unhappily and folds his arms- You're taking them out wrong.

[Pandie: Oh, your daddy~? o n o He might be around o n o <33]

Stefan: -reaches down and lightly scratches at his left side, looking away from Shade- ...

Ryder: >.> -awkwardly moves away from the strange lady to go find his dad. Spots him with another gentleman before walking over- Dad, I am in need of some cash.

Shade: -ears twitch slightly at the familiar voice- -_- -didn't want Stefan to ever meet Ryder-

Stefan: -arches a brow high on his forehead and looks at Shade, pink eyes filled with amusement as they trailed to Ryder- ... -smug smirk-

Shade: -glares at Stefan, not the least bit happy at his enjoyment with this. Turns sharply on the heel of his foot to his son- -_- I'm not rich, Ryder. Whatever problem you've gotten yourself into, you need to take care of it without my help.

Ryder: -scoffs in defiance- Whatever. Maybe I'll just "borrow" the money then. -walks away-

Shade: -rubs his temples-

Stefan: -watches Ryder walk away and looks down with an all too pleased smile on his face, arms folded across his chest and feeling a little more confident at the moment- ...

Shade: -grumbles under his breath- He never listens to me. -Sighs and turns to Stefan- It isn't funny. -_- -feels defeated-

Stefan: Oh, my mistake, Shade.. -flicks his tongue out over his lips in an attempt to wipe the smile away, finally managing to by lightly biting onto his lower lip, eyes still lit up with joy-

Shade: -folds his arms, not amused by the man's joy about the situation- -_- He's adopted.

Stefan: Mm... he did not look adopted. -is probably more amused at just how unamused Shade is, finally feeling like he's won again for a change after such an intense losing streak-

Shade: =n= ..... -speechless again, has no kind of retort or excuse- I'm going to go get a bottled water, do you want a bottle of water?

Stefan: -nods his head and thinks that this is a very nice turn from Shade's prior behavior, confident enough to relax his stance and be a little less protective- That would be nice..

Shade: -quickly shuffles off-

Stefan: -leans back very gently against a wall, raising his shirt to begin plucking at the stitches against his left side while Shade isn't around to grumble at him about it-

Shade: -still not amused- >:c -comes back with the bottled water and shoves it over to Stefan-

Stefan: -still amused with the lack of his amusement and takes the bottled water, opening it to take a drink-

Shade: -folds his arms across his chest, tapping his fingers along his arm impatiently- Well then.

Stefan: -frowns at the impatient behavior and stands upright off the wall- Well then...? What, Shade? = n =

Shade: Let me check your wounds again. -says it more like a demand rather than a question-

Stefan: Hn.. -still relaxed from the earlier triumph and supposes he owes Shade this demand after finding such joy in the taller man's discomfort- If you must.

Shade: Want to drop your pants here or go to your bedroom? I think those are the only stitches you haven't removed yet.

Stefan: -seems to lose a bit of his previous amusement- With the arrival of your "adopted" son, I do not think the public removal of my pants would amuse *you* much. -smirks and brushes past Shade- Any empty room will suffice. Stitches come out easily.

Shade: -_- Ryder isn't here now is he? -grumbles the rest of his retort before following behind Stefan, doesn't like this feeling of being defeated by the man-

Stefan: -knocks on a nearby door and opens it to look inside- This will do. -unfastened his pants and sits on a chair, only lowering the clothing enough for the wound to be seen- I still do not see how I was "removing them wrong"..

Shade: You were yanking them out like a savage barbarian. -the way he viewed it anyway- Now.. -reaches a hand down to feel around the cut to see if it's still tender-

Stefan: Tch... I was a little rough with one stitch. I was irritated. - . - -looks down to watch Shade press around it, not flinching or showing other signs of pain and just takes a sip of water-

Shade: -looks back at him- Looks like you heal quickly. Maybe it would be wise to pick your battles more carefully. -slowly removes the last stitches-

Stefan: Hm..? -watches the stitches being pulled and then looks up to Shade with a frown- I told you, it was sparring..

Shade: You sure got your a** handed to you for "sparring". -doesn't look at him as he stands up straight-

Stefan: He was far more experienced than me. It comes as no surprise that my antagonizing only made it worse. -lightly scratches over the healed wound and stands, pulling his pants back up-