Incubus

Incubus

Flora Winters

I do not own Torchwood.

Summary: The team discovers that there are more things in heaven and earth, but does this creature belong in either? This story will contain male/male relationships, lots of vulgar language (just because I love using it), and a couple of original characters thrown in here and there just to spice things up. Have fun and enjoy the story, ya’ll.

Chapter Eight

All through the night
I’ll be awake and I’ll be with you
--Cyndi Lauper

Jack was sitting in his comfortable chair with his feet propped up on the foot of his bed. He had piggybacked Kain all the way up to his room and put him on his bed. There had been no point in locking him up in a cell. He had removed his very nice, glossy black, gothic styled boots and covered him up under the quilt. He only had one rule in his bedroom. No shoes were allowed on the bed.

He had sent everyone home for the night, too. There was no point in having them pass out on the job from having no sleep. He would be the one to keep an eye on the monitors and call them in should anything out of the extra unordinary occur. Ianto had given him a nasty look and he had quickly and very passionately kissed it away. There was to be no jealousy here.

He ever so slowly and ever so quietly got to his feet. He silently moved up to the head of the bed and sat down next to the sleeping incubus.

Kain’s skin was as white as bone and seemed to glow in the darkness with an icy light. He was sleeping like the dead and had not moved once since Jack had put him down.

Jack tucked a loose curl of golden splendor behind a pointy ear. Wow! Kain looked just like a gorgeous Sidhe from Celtic lore. He couldn’t really believe it. He had the very first son of man sleeping in his bed.

Those petal red lips were slightly parted and he was so tempted to plant a small kiss on them. He was afraid the kiss would wake him up and earn him a punch in the nose. His balls still ached from that kick he had received hours earlier in the park.

He, instead, decided to trace their perfect symmetry with a finger. They were so soft and lush, just like rose petals with morning dew sparkling in the sunlight. He was so gloriously, fucking, beautiful.

The whole room smelled like a garden full of honeysuckle. It was so intoxicatingly sweet and wonderful.

He traced his finger along his smooth neckline and up his jaw. His skin was as smooth as polished glass and as soft as white rose petals.

His mind went back to the crystal cave, remembering how wonderful Kain had looked naked. He couldn’t believe he had someone so fucking sexy in his bed.

A soft chuckle brought him out of his trance, and he saw molten blue eyes smiling up at him.

“I see you can’t keep your hands off me,” Kain grinned with moon white teeth.

Jack pulled his hand away as if that magical white flesh had burned him to the bone.

“I didn’t say you had to stop,” Kain said, putting a hand on Jack’s thigh. “You can touch me all you like.”

Jack shook his head and got to his feet. “You’re obviously not in your right mind right now.”

Kain laughed like crystal clear bells, shimmering in bright sunlight. “I haven’t been in my right mind for millions of years, Jack.”

He rolled his eyes. “And that is such a comfort to me.”

Kain sat up, looking at him with hungry blue jewels. “I’ll comfort you all you like, Jack.”

He kept his back to the incubus. The scent of flowers was making him a little tipsy and his hands wanted to wonder all over that wondrous white flesh that was hidden under all that darkness he wore.

“Jack, I’m starving,” Kain told him. “Just kiss me.”

Jack spun around. “And have you kill me again?”

“You’ll come back,” Kain said, reaching for him, beckoning him with the sexiest come hither look ever. “You’ll always come back.”

He suddenly froze in horror and turned his blue eyes away from the captain. He had smelled Abel in that damned forest. It was impossible. Abel could never come back to him. He was lost to him for forever. Just what the hell had come through that “Rift” thingy they called it?

“You killed Abel in a fit of jealous passion, didn’t you?” Jack asked, moving towards him.

Kain’s head snapped up to look at him. “Don’t speak of things you don’t understand.”

“What made you so jealous?” Jack asked, wanting to know more than ever now. “What drove you to kill the man you loved so much?”

“Shut up!” He yelled, moving to the other side of the bed, falling off backwards into the floor with a surprised yelp.

Jack crawled across the bed and looked down at him. He was lying there on his back, panting from exhaustion and something else.

“What had you so afraid in those woods?” He asked. “Why did you run like a dog with his tail between his legs?”

Kain rolled over with a groan, getting to his knees. “If you won’t feed me, then I’ll go fuck one of your monsters.”

Jack blinked. “You’re kidding?”

“I’m starving!” He screamed, pulling at his hair as he stumbled to his naked feet. “If you really think I’m crazy now, just wait until the hunger overpowers the pain this device causes me.”

Jack just knelt there on the bed. He hadn’t thought of that. For some scary reason, he could see Kain fucking and tearing anyone he could get his talons on into shreds.

“I think I’ll start with the bitches in the bad masks,” he said, heading to the door. “I’ll rip off their heads and drink their brains after I rape what soul they possess.”

“Do you honestly think you can take the Weevils on in your weakened condition?” Jack asked, crawling off the bed to his feet.

Kain ripped the door to the bedroom off its hinges and tossed it aside like a tissue he had just used to blow his nose. He turned around and grinned at the good captain with a mouthful of razor sharp fangs.

“Bitter Slut, party of one,” he sang out with flawless notes. “Your table is ready.”

“Hey!” Jack yelled, following after him. “Stop!”

“We’re all just monsters to you, Captain,” Kain said, moving like a quick rolling mist, the hunger overpowering him. “According to Gap, we don’t belong in this world. But, hey, I was here first, bitches. So, why not just let me kill those ugly whores, huh? It really would make your job easier, Jack.”

“I said stop!” Jack yelled, catching his arm, spinning him around before he could reach that first step.

Kain smacked him across the face with his open palm, cringing in pain from the device, and received a reflexive bitch-slap from Jack in return. He was so shocked by the assault on his beautiful face that he failed to realize that his balance was off, and he felt himself tumbling over backwards. Jack moved to grab him, and they both tumbled down the stairs in tangled limbs to land at the bottom in an untidy heap.

Kain groaned in anger and Jack hissed in pain. He had twisted his right ankle and jammed his left thumb. It was all ouch with the hurt and everything.

He lifted his head up off Kain’s chest, seeing that the incubus’s eyes were wet.

“Get off me,” he commanded.

Jack shook his head. “I can’t let you hurt those creatures.”

“Oh,” Kain said, only for his eyes to widen when Jack suddenly kissed him. His rose red lips sucked at his life-force, drinking from his mouth as if it were a chalice filled with bliss.

Jack pulled away with a short cry and rolled away from him. He lied on his back, panting for air. He felt like he had just swum a thousand miles.

Kain was in glowing shock. He turned his face over, looking at him. “Why?’

“Others don’t come back,” he said, not looking at him, rubbing his jammed thumb, waiting for it and his ankle to heal.

Kain sat up with the fluid ease of a serpent and stretched. He felt so fucking good. “I see.”

Jack closed his eyes and sighed. Beauty made him so damn weak. “Well, you are my puppy now. I do have to feed you and all. Otherwise, PETA will kick my ass.

Kain looked at him with a low growl of warning.

“What?” Jack asked, turning his head to look at him with a big smile. “I’m the Energizer Bunny. I keep going and going and going…”

Kain cocked his head to the side, looking at him like a confused kitten. Oh, he could look so damn innocent when he wanted to. “What are you saying?”

“I’m saying I will kiss you if it will keep you from killing people,” he said.

Kain looked down at his lap and grinned. That was just what he wanted. Here was an endless supply of life to keep him somewhat sane and stable. No more hopping around the world from bed to alley. Could this immortal man be the key to his salvation?

He crawled over and looked down at Jack. “Can I fuck you, too?”

Jack smiled. “Oh, the sacrifices I must make to keep humanity safe.”

“Dying in my embrace is like touching paradise,” he cooed, teasing a nipple under Jack’s t-shirt. “I’ll hold you until you wake up every time, too.”

Jack looked up into those magical blue eyes. “Would you?”

Kain nodded.

Jack smiled warmly. The only other person who had ever done that was Gwen. She had stayed with him even after everyone else had given up on him.

“Come on,” Kain said, getting to his feet. “Your bed is really comfortable.”

“I know,” Jack said, letting him help him up. “It’s by NASA.”

“Ah,” Kain said, noting his limp. “Did you hurt yourself in the Great Fall of 2008?”

Jack nodded.

“Hold onto me,” he said, having Jack put his arms around his neck. “Hold on tight.”

Jack did so.

The room spun around them in a slow blur of light and Jack found himself now standing in his bedroom. Kain was grinning like the queen who had personally cut out Snow White’s heart and ate it right there and then. Damn, he was fine.

“Lie down,” Kain said, letting him go.

Jack sat down at the foot of the bed and scooted himself back until he could lay his head down on the fluffy blue pillow. He watched in awe as Kain’s clothing melted off his sculpted bone white body in wisps of black smoke. The incubus knelt down at his feet and began to massage his sprained ankle.

Jack felt warmth envelop his sprain and Kain’s magical fingers worked that silver warmth into his swollen flesh. In a matter of seconds, it was completely healed.

“You do have many skills,” he grinned, moving his foot around in circles. “Huh?”

Kain nodded and crawled up over his legs with the sensual grace of a large cat, and stalked up the length of the captain’s hard, muscular, body. That long curly hair seemed to envelop him like a golden halo.

“It would have healed on its own,” Jack said.

Kain licked the apple of his neck with a feather soft tongue, and kissed his jaw. “I want you whole and yummy, my dear, Captain.”

He had Jack sit up so he could remove his shirt, tossing it to the floor, and ran his white hands all over his muscular golden flesh. It sent chills racing up Jack’s spine. He couldn’t take his eyes off the incubus. It was like he was being sucked into that flawless, poreless, flesh.

“Can I bite you?” Kain asked, looking down at him.

Jack could only nod.

Kain grinned, lowered his head, putting his mouth over his left nipple that was alive with needing to be touched. A sharp pain filled Jack, only to be replaced with a swooning pleasure. He moaned, arching his back. He was swimming in a vast pool of radiant ecstasy. He could feel those magical hands moving down his sides, pulling his pants down.

His eyes widened and his hips bucked upwards when an unimaginable tightness embraced all of him in its warm glory. Hell, it was scorching hot. It was like an inferno of flames licking him into a screaming frenzy of want, with uncontrollable need.

Kain chuckled as his mind enveloped the captain, touching every inch of his body as he fed on his life energy. His whole body was like a white hot star, glowing on top of him with molten streams of gold billowing around his face like storm clouds. His blue eyes and rose red lips feasted upon the captain that was squirming under him.

Jack broke out into a sweet smelling sweat and his scent filled Kain’s senses. He moaned and squirmed under him like a yummy looking sacrifice all decked out on an altar of blue clouds.

Kain lowered his mouth, fangs sliding down, and bit the inside of Jack’s upper thigh. Jack cried out as the force of his release caused him to lose his breath in beautiful wonder. A blinding bright darkness filled his eyes with wondrous beauty.

Kain took him in and energy pulsed from his body in humming waves, knocking things over in the room. It was like a tiny earthquake. His whole body hummed and pulsed with power. He felt like he could mow a thousand bitches over with a single punch.

He pulled his mouth away and crawled up to look down at Jack’s face. His eyes were wide open with a look of awe in them and his mouth was slightly open as if he were about to ask a question. There was no breath in his lungs.

He closed his eyes and planted a kiss on each eyelid. In a blur of speed, he tidied Jack up, and was holding him in his arms like a child would a teddy bear.

“You’ll come back.”

He was happy that there was no one around to see his tears fall so freely. His heart was melting and his emotional defenses were shattered in the breaking of the ice. He squeezed Jack lightly and held him all through the night.

Hmm, he thought, I’m going to have to fix that door.

TBC…

Please review and tell me what you think.

Flora.