When crazy things hapens

The double life of a gargoyle.

I was a monster, after all. That word defined me well.

Klaus was still a young man and his well-formed body was the appearance of health and made no sense at all. I remembered those terrible days well. The way he was slow and debilitated could not resist the virus showed me a bleak scenario.

He was bound to die.

Shit! It was still disconcerting to see the way he relaxed there. My life had changed so much since then.

-Very well, I am now waiting for answers! - I replied hard. continued grudgingly: I don't think heard any explanation yet.

Damn it.

Was I really there, making an unhappy interrogation for Klaus?

The way was the same as before. Klaus always hated being the centre of attention. always preferred not to be noticed. Only there I noticed many details that shouldn't have. The eternal way to lift his shoulders when turning his face away, the lips contracting in disgust and his defiant way.

I can still remember him very well.

He was perhaps in his early twenties. I remember exactly how I met him in the mines of N'Tirlay and then when I was chosen for the hybridization processes.

- Explanations? Come on after meeting you ... Who was the damn girl? You really don't think I noticed the way you looked at her?

I reacted in surprise without waiting for that answer.

also knew from his tense breath that the way had thrown him against the wall in exasperation was stoking his demons. He always liked the thing of being an eternal submissive to my wishes. And his jealousy was to end my little patience.

It was another ordeal.

I now had Angel somewhere there and hoped the girl wouldn't arouse Ravenack's fury, knowing her temper. Only there was Klaus, too. Klaus was part of a story of mine that could now understand was not over.

Damn it, Ravenack.

Something was frustrating about how he moved restlessly away from the rebel fringe in his eyes. He was still attractive. As before, I stopped quiet and thoughtful for a few moments. couldn't consider myself a sadistic type of guy, but the way Klaus always seemed ready to satisfy my desires was a natural attraction. The way he gave himself promptly without compulsion ...

I shook my head, sighing. My rules were always very clear. No involvement. It made me vulnerable. That was my problem. Klaus always had a way of advancing all the damn limits.

Damn it!

The cell was in the restricted area of ​​the base and more deserted. I didn't stop to reflect. It was that way of him that always challenged me that moved me. Without allowing time for protests, I pressed Klaus against the wall but refused to touch it. Not yet.

- Take off your clothes! - I ordered with a dry throat. slowly started to open the buttons of the old overalls I wore when his hands stopped me.

I took the time to finally do whatever I wanted. I kissed Klaus with all the fury and frustration that consumed me. He always gave in easily. He was always sensitive to the touch of my hands. This further fueled my manhood. His hard dick was stuck in his pants when a breathtaking smile lit up his face.

I was bound to break my own rules. It seemed like hell how Angel and Klaus could do that with ease. Worse, knew exactly what the kid wanted. And approved. That mouth always managed ... My dick throbbed.

-And you like. He always likes it when I face you. "Klaus said smiling, his hand reaching for my hard, thick dick and his swollen head starting to kneel

I didn't respond when closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. The feeling was fantastic. I could feel the way he delighted, teasing my erection with his tongue and teeth. It was even better than before.

When did I use to lose all control like that?

He was a man who knew exactly what he wanted. I had never had the ambition to regain Édrin's leadership. My world was a bitter reminder of my years of slavery. That gradually made me a cold person with little character. Klaus knew me better than anyone. With him, there was no need to demonstrate what was not.

And then Angel had come ... And as if Klaus wasn't enough, he resurfaced from the past; all two managings to awaken ancient demons.

Sometimes a guy must reevaluate his goals.

What did I really want or could I aspire to?

Not even as a slave had they managed to corrupt me at that point. Only when the long-awaited freedom finally waved, I had left all the principles aside. just wanted revenge. With treachery, I managed to infiltrate between Gargoyles. Being a Time Merchant ... Ah, not even in my wildest dreams ... Only the biggest dilemma of my life was worrying.

Klaus or Angel? It wasn't even a choice that I would have ...

My objective was very clear. needed to get in the way of Ravenack's steps. knew secretly that the Confederacy was testing. They were looking for a perfect biological weapon capable of destroying those damned creatures. There was that Terran that, according to my orders, had been brought to the old freighter as an irresistible bait to prevent kalael from rescuing the last survivors of planet Earth.

I just never thought about the possibility of Angel participating in the damn experiences.

I longed to kill Ravenack myself. He was rightfully mine for years of humiliation.

What the hell! I was nervous. And why shouldn't I? It was not every day that an old lover who thought was dead returned to paradise.

Angel was not going to understand. just wasn't going.

My hands grabbed Klaus' hair while let the demons free the monster in me. Perhaps with Angel, I had redeemed myself. I knew that had lost her forever with the return of Klaus.

Those thoughts were a problem. A stable union in Édrin always brought together three people. What were my chances of convincing Angel or Klaus to accept that? The little devil was willing and left nothing to be due to Klaus' jealousy.

It's not going to work!

I was in trouble.

closed my mouth, restraining myself with the lovely sight of Klaus writhing with pleasure as his tongue worked miracles that took my breath away. Curse. I had never seriously considered building such a stable family. I was by no means prepared to give up Klaus now that I had him back. Nor did intend to lose Angel.

What the fuck!

A double life. I was a respected captain of the United Planets Confederation and also a traitor. My secret life. It had cost even more work and discipline but I was finally the sovereign. I started the movements, increasing the pace stimulated by his groans.

And could laugh. So many had tried. Even kalael. I always had an alternative plan. Nobody would suspect. It was brilliant. The black market in N'Tirlay had finally made me a king. My orders were followed and they had never seen my face. None of my allies knew who was actually leading the traffic in the quadrant. There was everything. The prostitution branch was always advantageous. And as for food ... Ah, a fortune could be made with the right contacts. There were still several species that did not appreciate the Federation's civilized guidelines. Smuggling. It was my favourite hobby.

Persuasion was the lifeblood of the business. It was a skill had assimilated from the K'Aldriants that he most appreciated.

It was not part of my plans to return as a slave. They had suddenly been frustrated. I needed somehow kalael to escape the damn time loop.

Fuck! That hot tongue was going to make me come very fast like that ...

-That's it, Klaus! Just like that ...

It could be the best fuck of my life.

There was only Angel left to be perfect. Fuck! Angel and Klaus were going to kill themselves with provocations or drive me crazy.

I slipped inside that inviting mouth until reached his throat. I was breathless. Klaus knew how no one would give a blowjob. I was moaning with pleasure.

-Shit, Klaus! Stop. It will make me come like this ...- I mumbled, contracting.

He didn't choke and suck hard. And he was hot. It was torture for him to put me further into his mouth.

Of course, Klaus did not obey.

Not even Angel did that.

I had managed to find the only creatures that I could not persuade or assert my will with my mind. think that was exactly what attracted me. I had a serious compulsion to give orders and be obeyed. And I needed certain limits. Angel always managed to impose those limits. Not even if Klaus had taught my little arsonist ...

I managed to walk away, muttering a hushed curse with my lover's satisfied smile.

-You haven't lost the damn practice. I mumbled, almost breathless.

-No, boy. - Klaus returned my smile, getting even closer.

I seized the moment. And then...