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“What? No way.”
“Yes way! And then she was like—“
Leonardo turned to face Will, trying in vain to keep from smiling, and locking him in a mock-serious gaze. “Waitwaitwait, so you’re telling me,”
His sentence was broken by another bout of laughter from Will, positioned upside down on Leo’s unmade bed, his head hanging over the side.
“Shhhh, this is serious, Will,” Leo continued, suppressing another giggle. “You’re telling me that your sister. Put worms on her pizza…and then ate it.”
Will’s shoulders shook with laughter, gently rocking his body and shaking the tips of golden blond hair suspended over the floor of Leo’s room. “Yes! Isn’t that disgusting?”
Leo leaned back against the wall adjacent to his bed and exhaled strongly. “Sheesh, man,” he sighed, huffing out his words through breathy laughter, “your sister is fucked up.”
“I know!” Will chuckled out, sapphire eyes shining with a hint of tears. “One hundred percent true story.” As his laughter died down, he lifted himself to a sitting position on the bed and wiped his eyes.
Leo slouched against the wall on the other side of the bed and crossed his arms. “You win, then,” he laughed, watching Will shaking with aftershocks of laughter, “and I thought my family was crazy.”
Will’s laughter had finally subsided to a point where he could breathe steadily again. He sat cross-legged across the bed from Leo, and removed his glasses to wipe them off with his shirt.
The pair sat in comfortable silence for a moment. Leo gazed out the window to the city streets below, watching the monsters and humans of all shapes and sizes going about their day. Moments like these were his favorite. Nothing big and terrifying was attacking the city, and there was no other work to do. Today, Leonardo Watch didn’t have to be a hardworking member of the Libra organization. He didn’t have to be anyone’s hero. He was just a regular guy hanging out with his best friend.
Leo’s quiet reverie was interrupted when his view was suddenly obscured by an arm. “Dude, what,”
When he moved his gaze from the window, Leo realized that Will’s two arms were now braced on either side of his head, pinning him to the wall and locking him in an intense, scarlet gaze.
Oh.
That wasn’t Will anymore.
“Hello, Leonardo,” the boy above him growled. It was pretty disturbing how similar to Will he sounded, but the demon’s voice always rang with a malice that Will was simply incapable of.
“What do you want,” Leo growled, the levity from earlier drained from his voice completely. His back stiffened and he pressed his head back against the wall as the demon that called himself the King of Despair leaned in uncomfortably close.
Despair held Leo in his predatory gaze, quirking his lips into a smirk. “Oh, this isn’t for me,” he replied, his voice dropping to a low purr. “I’ve decided to do a little favor for dear old William.”
Leo raised an eyebrow at him. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
Despair’s low laugh rumbled in his chest as he attempted to position his legs around Leo’s thighs. Meanwhile, he leaned in close enough to see the soft blue glow of Leo’s eyes through his lashes and send hot breath rushing across his lips with every word. “Little Will’s got the hots for you, Leo,” he whispered with a suggestive quirk of his eyebrow.
Contempt for the boy now hovering above him mingled with a rush of warmth at his suggestion. Leo’s heart abruptly picked up pace, while his mind whirled with doubt and disbelief. In an attempt to keep his outer composure, however, Leo scrunched up his face, giving Despair a disbelieving glare. He responded with a sharp “shut the fuck up,” then, noticing the change of position, planted his hands on the Despair’s chest in an attempt to push him back. “Get off me, creep.”
But Despair was having none of it. He simply leaned into Leo’s hands as his face broke into a toothy, mirthless grin. “What, you don’t believe me?” He widened the space between him and Leo just a bit, is voice hinting at laughter. “Oh Leo, you have no idea. All the dirty things he wants to do to you…” with this, his voice lowered again, and he brought his lips dangerously close to Leo’s. “It’s enough to make me blush.”
Feeling the ticklish brush of Will’s—no, Despair’s—lips against his, Leo’s mind was in a swirl of conflict. Being a healthy young man, Leo had of course had thoughts—fleeting, at best—about doing things with his best friend; an attractive blond boy of his age. Leo often liked to forget how vividly he imagined what Will’s slender, pale body would look like beneath his, cerulean eyes clouded with lust. However, they were quickly waved away by the logical part of his brain, telling him these fantasies had no chance of fruition. And while he was fine with that concept, there was always the part of his mind that wondered what it would be like to hook up with his best friend.
Regardless of Leo’s questionable fantasies, Will was the sweetest, most innocent kid he had met in this godforsaken city. There was no way he would be thinking those same dirty thoughts…right?
“You’re lying,” Leo said defiantly. He did his best to make his voice forceful, though he was fully aware of the friction between his lips and Despair’s every time he talked. “You have some ulterior motive for being here. Will’s never even said anything…”
Despair cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrows in mock bewilderment. “Oh, come on, now. Can’t I do a little favor for my good friend Will every once in awhile? I mean, even I like to enjoy some…carnal pleasure, sometimes. Besides…” with this, he dropped the cutesy act, and his eyes took on a sultry look. “It’s not like poor little Will would ever have the courage for this.”
Leo hardly had time to inhale for a response before he felt Despair’s lips press warm and flush with his. His head bumped back against the wall in an attempt to escape, but Despair simply followed, adding a nibble to his lower lip for good measure.
While his body reacted with a rush of heat to his face and a ticklish feeling in his stomach, Leo’s mind struggled to stay in control. He reminded himself again that this wasn’t his friend working his lips against him. In fact, Will probably had no knowledge that this was even happening. But at the same time, Despair’s words played over and over in his head. Had Will actually felt this way all along? We wanted so badly to believe it, but knowing Despair’s dishonest nature, there was really no way to be sure.
Leo’s internal conflict was quieted when Despair flicked the tip of his tongue over his lips. The brief, slick feeling sent fire rushing down his body, along with a small shiver.
Sensing his reaction, Despair smiled against Leo’s lips. “Just let me do this, Leo,” he whispered, his words creating more friction and heat between them, “Be good, and I’ll bring Will back soon. I promise.”
Leo knew his words were meaningless, but somehow, they were just enough to tip him over the edge of indecision. He silently cursed himself as his body took over, embarrassed at how quickly he allowed his control to falter. He finally opened his mouth slightly against Despair’s and relaxed the push on his chest, closing his eyes and desperately imagining it was Will who occupied the body above him.
Despairs lips stretched into another smirk. He knew he won. Leo was putty in his hands. Now that the boy below him was more relaxed, Despair shifted himself to straddle Leo’s hips, and removed his hands from the wall behind him to rest them on the boy’s waist. He started slow so as not to scare the boy off, teasing him with occasional flicks of his tongue and playing with the hem of his shirt with his thumbs.
Meanwhile, Leo’s hands, once forcefully pressed against Despair’s chest, now slowly slid up to his shoulders. His instinct told him to pull the blond boy closer, but he decided to keep his pride about him and force Despair to do all the work.
The warm pressure of Leo’s hands on his shoulders pushed Despair further. Once Leo’s mouth was wide enough, he slipped his tongue through to run the tip along his teeth.
Leo shivered at the sensation. The heat of Will on his mouth was almost too much to handle when combined with the warm weight pressing into his groin, and the tease of fingertips on his stomach. Still, he kept his hands in place, refusing to bend to the demon’s will.
But Despair was determined to break him. He slid his hands under Leo’s shirt and began dragging them tortuously slowly up his abdomen, his fingers leaving trails of fiery sensation across Leo's skin.
As the Despair moved further up his body, Leo felt his hands begin to tremble. This was so much happening so fast, and he hated himself for enjoying it. He was in the process of reminding himself again that these hands were not Will’s, when Despair broke the heated kiss.
Leo looked into his eyes for a moment, breathing much heavier than he intended to. His eyes landed on Will’s lips, red and glistening, reminding him of the reality of what just happened.
Despair looked right back at him through hooded eyes, and licked his lips. “Good boy,” he purred.
Leo attempted a noise of disgust, but it came out as more of a sigh than a grunt. “Alright, you had your fun,” he said, his voice void of all the conviction he had earlier. “Bring Will back now.”
“Mmmm…” Despair hummed, his hands still sliding across Leo’s chest, “I don’t think you’re ready for Will, yet.” With that, he dipped his head down and slid his lips openmouthed across Leo’s neck.
Leo silently cursed himself for sighing at the touch, but still tilted his head anyway to give Despair more room. He was soon rewarded with the gentle scrape of teeth across a particularly sensitive area, sending a bolt of lightning up his spine. Vibrations spread across his skin as Despair spoke into his neck.
“Dirty boy…” He purred, and slid his tongue up the length of Leo’s throat. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“Shut—nngh—shut up,” Leo responded, his voice not nearly as convincing as he hoped it would be.
Despair’s laugh sent another wave of vibrations shooting down his body. “Don’t kid yourself,” he crooked his fingers on Leo’s chest to allow blunt fingernails to trail down his sides. “Goodness, you’re trembling all over…you’ve been wanting this too, haven’t you?”
Leo took a shaky breath as Despair resumed sucking and licking his way up his neck. “That’s—that’s between me and—ah!—and Will.” His face flushed anew when a gasp broke his sentence, brought on by Despair’s teeth just beneath his ear.
Despair hummed in response, and ran his tongue along Leo’s earlobe. “Good,” he whispered into his ear, “I’ll bring Will back…just one more thing.”
Leo swallowed hard, half embarrassed and half excited at the thought of Will coming back into consciousness to see him like this; trapped beneath him, flushed and shaking and hoping for more.
“Take off your pants.”
This brought Leo back to lucidity like a rush of cold water. “What?!”
Despair leaned back to look into Leo’s eyes with a sadistic grin. “You heard me.”
If Leo didn’t think his face could be any hotter, he was proven wrong by another rush of heat. “What the fuck?”
Despair’s hands, now resting near Leo’s hips, inched their way downwards and inwards. “Trust me.”
Leo almost laughed at his suggestion. “You’re the literal devil, asking me to trust you.”
“In a way, yes.”
“Why the hell should I trust you.”
“Because,” Despair’s hands now brushed over the growing bulge in Leo’s pants, sending a jolt through his body. “I know what’s best for Will.”
“Stop—“
“Just let me do this for you two, you fucking idiot,” Despair growled, the purr in his voice replaced with intimidating intensity. “You want this. Will wants this. I want to have some fun. There’s nothing to lose here.”
Leo took one more deep breath and took a good look at the boy above him. Familiar feathery blond hair hung around Despair’s face as he looked down at him. While he looked a lot like his best friend William, blood-red eyes flashed at him like a warning sign to stop now. This was not Will. And yet…
Internally admitting defeat, Leo nodded shallowly, and removed his hands from Despair’s shoulders to hook his thumbs into his jeans.
A thrill rushed through him as he watched Despair lick his lips like a wolf examining its prey. His scarlet eyes roved up and down his body as his hands assisted Leo in tugging down his pants. While Leo squirmed out of them, Despair leaned in to sink his teeth into his neck.
The sharp prick of teeth driving into his skin mingled with the new sensation of Despair’s hands sliding up the inside of his thighs under his boxers, the freshly exposed skin over-sensitive to the touch.
The demon bearing his friend’s face was now flushed with human arousal, emitting little involuntary grunts of his own. Leo responded by shakily placing his hand on Despair’s back, his hand fisting in his shirt. As a boy with limited sexual experience, he wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to be doing, but he did know that this was probably the most turned on he’d ever been. This time when he exhaled, he allowed a small sound to escape his lips.
He had lost. As much as he hated himself for it, Leo was about to have sex with the demon living in his best friend’s body.
And he was excited as hell about it.
Despair took his time trailing his fingertips over all the sensitive areas around Leo’s groin. He ran his hands up and down the boy’s thighs, lingering close to his growing erection, but not quite close enough.
At this point, Leo had given up all illusion of control over his own body. He lifted his hand to slide it up Despair’s neck and onto the back of his head, reveling in the sensation of Will’s silky hair between his fingertips. At the same time, he found himself chasing Despair’s hands with his hips, growing impatient for some kind of friction.
Finally, Despair obliged, and pulled Leo’s boxers down just enough to reveal his most sensitive organ. He hummed in appreciation at the new sight. “Big boy,” he murmured, half to himself.
Leo tilted his head back in an attempt to avoid Despair’s gaze. “Shut the fuck up,” he grunted through gritted teeth.
Despair responded by allowing his fingertips to trail up Leo’s cock, from base to tip. His perpetual smirk widened when he was treated with a full on moan from the boy beneath him. “Feels nice, doesn’t it,” he taunted Leo as he circled the head with two fingertips, “having your friend’s hands all over you.”
A shivering sigh and a jerk of Leo’s hips was his only response.
Still moving at his own pace, Despair wrapped his hand around Leo and slowly inched it downwards. He took the time to watch Leo’s face as it contorted with pleasure, along with a hint of frustration.
“You fucking tease...” he groaned.
Despair just chuckled. Once he reached the base, he did quicken his pace, but only very slightly. He pumped Leo slowly and steadily, while keeping a close watch on his face.
Leo tipped his head back against the wall and shut his eyes, taking in the sensation of a new pair of hands on him. Every once in awhile, he would lurch forward when Despair hit a sweet spot, but other than that, he remained completely still.
And the whole time, Despair never sped up his pace.
Frustrated, Leo thrust his hips up into Despair’s hands and grunted out a command. “Faster…”
In response, Despair stilled his hand completely. “What was that..?”
Leo swallowed his pride and said it again, louder. “Go faster.”
Despair clicked his tongue and resumed his previous pace. “Now, now, Leo…patience is a virtue.”
After a few more strokes, Despair finally sped up to an almost-satisfying pace, smearing gooey precum up and down his length and creating a slicker sensation.
With his hands resting motionless on the blond boy’s body, Leo still felt dissatisfied. In an attempt to get him to speed up, he slipped his own hands around Despair’s and tugged upwards, urging him faster.
At this, Despair stopped completely again, and removed Leo’s hands from his. When he spoke, his voice was once again laced with menace. “What did I just say.”
With a small shock of fear, Leo looked up to his face. His lips were still tilted into a smirk, but his eyes had darkened considerably. And honestly, in the state he was in, Leo didn’t know whether he wanted to apologize or spit in his face.
Despair took in Leo’s challenging gaze with an edge of playfulness. “Fine,” he said, a menacing lilt in his voice, “if you’re going to be so impatient…” Suddenly, he forcefully gripped Leo’s wrists and slammed them down onto the bed at his sides.
When Despair lifted his hands, Leo made to physically respond somehow, only to find his wrists were glued to the bed. “What the—“
Despair grinned. “Stay put.”
Another thrill of fear went through Leo when he realized what had happened. It felt like his wrists were bound to the bed with magnets, impervious to his struggles. He was aware that Despair’s demonic abilities followed him into Will’s body, but he never expected to see them used like this. He looked back up at the demon in disbelief. “Are you serious?”
“Dead serious,” Despair replied with a grin, and wrapped one hand around Leo’s erection once more. “I want to take my time with you.” Though he was now free to go as slowly as he wanted, he decided to take things up a notch.
Leo could only watch helplessly as Despair shifted his weight further down his legs, and positioned his head over his groin. Leo’s hammering heart picked up speed once he realized what was happening, and he felt a shiver of anticipation rush through his body towards his crotch.
Despair supported himself on his elbows as he lowered his lips to the head of Leo’s cock. He looked up at Leo with a knowing grin, his scarlet eyes shining through locks of golden hair. He started with a flick of his tongue to the head, followed by slow circles around the tip.
Leo bit down on his lip to hold in a whimper, still hanging on to a modicum of pride.
Despair continued, flattening his tongue against Leo’s length and licking a stripe from base to tip. He grinned again when he heard a tiny noise slip from Leo's throat, and decided it was finally time to give him what he wanted.
A long, shaky exhale poured from Leo’s lungs when Despair sunk his mouth onto his cock. The hot, slick sensation sent tendrils of fire out from his groin in every direction, causing a twitch of his legs and a jerk of his hips.
Despair’s tongue added to the sensation as he slid it across Leo’s heated skin. He slowly moved upwards, creating suction with his mouth, before sinking back down again.
While Despair slid up and down in a painfully slow rhythm, Leo’s breath was coming to him faster and faster. He strained for a moment against the invisible restraint on his wrists, forgetting that he was helpless to move them. Hot sensation spread to the tips of his limbs, along with occasional shivers and twitches. He even found himself moaning on every few exhales, overwhelmed by the heat and tension building up in his body.
The most surprising part, though, was that he was way too turned on to care.
` With his eyes locked on Leo, Despair picked up his pace until he could feel the boy’s legs trembling under him. As Leo’s voice pitched up in a long, high moan, he gave one last suck, then sat up completely.
Leo almost sobbed at the loss of friction, taken away when he was so close to the edge. Yet he was pinned down by Despair’s weight and the invisible hold he had on his hands, helpless to do anything but tip his head back against the wall and sigh.
After a few moments, Despair began trailing his fingertips up and around Leo’s cock again, earning a full-body shudder from him. The small pinpoints of heat were just enough to keep him on the edge, but not nearly enough to push him over.
“You’ve been a good boy, Leo,” Despair purred, using his other hand to tilt Leo’s chin down. “I’m going to let you see Will again…” his one hand slid up Leo’s face and into his hair, while the other incessantly teased him down below. “But before I go, let me see those beautiful eyes of yours one more time.” He used his thumb to lift one of Leo’s eyelids, revealing the sapphire glow of the Eyes of the Gods beneath it. Despair let out a deep sigh of longing. “Absolutely beautiful.”
The whole time, Leo simply shivered and tensed beneath Despair’s touch, becoming increasingly desperate for release. He was already wrapped around Despair’s finger, (almost literally,) but he knew the demon wouldn’t dare to do anything to his eyes at this moment. So he sat quietly allowed them to be examined, still shaking from head to toe.
Despair watched the perpetual twisting movement of the Eyes of the Gods for a few silent moments, his hand never stilling on Leo’s groin. He was somehow able to perfectly trail his fingers in such a way as to keep Leo from coming, right when he thought he couldn’t hold on any longer.
Leo’s trembling became more and more intense the longer this went on. Throwing the rest of his pride to the wind, he whispered a plea for release. “Please…”
Despair continued watching the swirl of Leo’s eyes. “Mm? Please what?”
“Please…please let me come…”
Despair hummed in response, wearing a smile of approval. “Good boy,” he purred, lifting his hand from Leo’s cock, earning another pained sob from him. “You’re ready for Will, now.”
A spark of hope in his stomach, Leo watched, chest heaving and vision fogging with lust, as Despair dropped his chin to his chest and his hands to his sides, relaxing completely.
A falling sensation shocked Will back into consciousness, as he tilted backwards, in danger of tipping over. He straightened up with a squeak and a bewildered look.
Newly reawakened, Will’s crystal blue eyes took in the scene in front of him. Though he was fully clothed, he sat perched atop his the lap of his best friend, who had his pants and boxers pulled down to his knees. Leo looked up at him with wide, glowing blue eyes, his expression twisted with something that looked like neither pain nor pleasure.
“L…Leo?” Will stuttered out, his voice now much higher and much less menacing than Despair’s. “Leo, what…what happened?” The scarlet color of Despair’s eyes seemed to have melted into to Will’s face as he heated up with an intense blush. “Wha-what-what did he do to you?”
Leo tried pulling his wrists up again, but found that they were still pinned down. Even with Will’s sweet, innocent voice ringing in his ears again, he was still half-crazed with need for release. He disregarded Will’s question and struggled against Despair’s restraint. “Please, Will,” he rasped out, his voice much lower and hoarser than he remembered, “finish me.”
Will held his shaking hands out in front of him and stared down at Leo’s hard, flushed cock below him. “I-I-I—“
“Will.”
Will swallowed hard, but didn’t respond.
“Just fucking touch me.”
The blond boy adjusted himself in Leo’s lap and took a few deep breaths. He was thrown into this situation so suddenly, he wasn’t quite sure if what he was seeing was real yet. He’d imagined this scene countless times before, though in his version, of course, he had experienced the process from beginning to end. But here he was, suddenly straddling his long-time crush, who was literally begging for him. Taking one last deep breath, he hesitantly lowered his hands, circling Leo’s cock with one of them.
Leo let out a drawn-out moan in response to the much-needed contact. Though they shared the same hands, Will’s touch was so much different than Despair’s. Where Despair was confident and commanding, Will was shy and gentle. He was much less forceful, and yet he still felt really, really good.
Will had hardly started a rhythm yet when Leo heaved forward with a strangled cry. The tension built up in his groin spread all throughout his body, causing his muscles to strain against themselves. It was all he could do not to shout from the intensity of it, as he spilled over into Will’s hands.
Leo’s orgasm seemed to almost scare Will. He continued moving his hand, but was clearly very confused and worried. His mind raced a mile a minute, trying to put the pieces together of what had happened while Despair took over his body.
Finally, Leo started to relax, his breath gradually slowing to a steady heave of his chest. Mind clouded with residual pleasure, he allowed his eyes to sink into their usual squint before smiling up at Will. “Hah…welcome back,” he breathed.
Still extremely shaken, Will stared back at him with worried eyes. “Are you okay?”
Leo laughed, finally comfortable again now that his friend was back with him. “Yeah, I’m fine.” He moved his hands beneath him to shift into a more upright position in an attempt to regain some dignity, finding in the process that his wrists had been freed from their invisible shackles. “Wow, sorry, that was kind of…”
“What the hell did he do?” The worry still hadn’t left Will’s voice.
“Eh, y’know,” Leo shrugged with a lopsided smile, “typical demon seduction shit.”
But the humor was lost on Will. He kept his shaking hands hovering in front of him, now slick with Leo’s semen. “Did he force you to—“
“No!” Leo scrambled to reassure Will, “no, I, uh…well, it’s kind of a long story. Here,” he pulled his legs out from under Will to grab a box of tissues on his bedside table and took Will’s hands in his to wipe them off.
“Leo,” Will said, a little softer this time, “please…tell me what happened.”
While he cleaned up the rest of the mess he had made and pulled his clothes back on, Leo explained the whole story. How Despair appeared out of nowhere, told him about Will’s crush, and proceeded to render him helpless. Of course, he exaggerated a bit in his version, telling of how he valiantly tried to fight Despair off, demanding that he bring Will back.
When he was finished, Will somehow seemed even more shocked than before. “So, wait…did you say…”
Leo grinned and took his friend’s hands again. “Yeah. I think I kind of like you, too.”
If it was even possible, Will’s blush intensified even more. He allowed his hands to stay in Leo’s grip, though they started shaking again. “Leo, I’m…I’m so sorry you had to find out like this, but…”
Leo smiled warmly back at him and trailed his thumbs along the tops of Will’s knuckles reassuringly. “It’s fine. Were it not for him, I might never have found out.”
Will swallowed and lowered his gaze, slightly embarrassed despite Leo’s reassurance. After a moment, he spoke again. “Can we…can we do that again sometime..?” He ventured, his voice small and weak. “When I’m actually here for it?”
Leo’s face broke into an openmouthed grin as he bent forward in laughter, resting his forehead against Will’s hands. “Of course!”
For the first time since he regained consciousness, Will genuinely smiled from ear to ear, his shining eyes crinkling up with joy and affection for the boy in front of him.
“I mean,” Leo continued, straightening up again and looking Will in the eye, his face still warm with laughter, “if you want me to…y’know…right now, since you just…”
Will’s smile dropped in a flash, the widening of his blue eyes clashing with the angry red of his heated face. He shook his head vigorously, blond hair whipping around him. “No! No, not yet. I’m…I’m not ready for that.”
Leo felt his heart swell with affection. As disturbingly arousing as Despair was with his skillful hands and dirty words, no amount of seduction could make Leo prefer that demon over the boy in front of him. “Yeah. Yeah, that’s fine.”
“But…” Will mumbled, tightening his grip on Leo’s hands, “can I…can I kiss you?”
“Oh my god.” Overcome with new giddiness, Leo wasted no time in closing the space between the two of them. His lips met the same ones that were wrapped around his cock a moment ago, but somehow, Will’s presence behind them made a world of difference. The insistent teeth and tongue of Despair were now replaced by the tiny, timid movements of Will’s lips, applying only the gentlest pressure to Leo’s mouth. Will was obviously much less experienced at this, but the earnest press of his lips still sent butterflies swirling through Leo’s stomach.
Unable to help himself, Leo swung his arms forward to hook them around Will’s neck, bringing their bodies closer together. The two fell backwards into the wall, laughing into each other’s lips.
Will’s hands found Leo’s waist, where he slid his arms behind his back and pressed him close.
There was no lust left over to cloud Leo’s mind. No sultry gazes, no slick sensations, no boiling, incessant heat in his stomach. The only thing that remained between the two of them was the soft press of lips, the tremble of nervous hands, and joy.