Chapter 15

True to Jim's word he was the embodiment of a caring nurse around Corey for the next day.

The demon felt his strength and power coming back slowly. JD sent all kinds of herb drinks to help his mixed breed body to recover. And Corey was busy to assure Jim that he was not for one bit mad or blaming him... He knew that Jim still did, so he kept saying it. And just how much he loved the big biker and how happy he was to be with him.

Something was changing, not just in Corey but in the energies and connections of him and the other demons too... He just didn't know what...

Of course the big man tried to help Corey in any way he could. Making sure to drink the herbs and eat well and all that. Then when he was sleeping, Jim just sat there for hours guarding his sleep like Corey used to do with him before he even knew of his existence. It was funny how life can turn around, right?

Hearing Corey's kind and reassuring words felt good to Jim and he also knew that they were meant, not just hollow words. He could only feel love and adoration coming from Corey and that's what he saw in the blue eyes too. But Jim couldn't help himself and kept feeling guilty and also tried to kinda distance himself from Corey. Not emotionally as his love was flowing towards his small man like before, but more physically. Of course he slept in the same bed with him and touched and hugged and held him all the time.

It was more about keeping his urges at bay. When he wasn't on Corey's side, Jim hid in the bathroom to keep him from seeing how slight tremors went through him, making his hands slightly shake. Or how he felt a kind of thirst no water or beer could satisfy.

Something was different. Both about Jim and Corey. And it wasn't just Jim longing for that sweet and strong demon blood. But that addiction was there. It was painfully clear to Jim after years of using different kind of substances to dull his senses and make the visions stop. And it made the big man feel uneasy. He could tell that deep down Corey felt similarly and even more confused, but Jim knew nothing more than the small creature he loved with his whole heart so he didn't bring it up. First Corey had to regain his strength and feel better. That was Jim's main mission now.

Of course Jim couldn't hide any of that from the recovering demon breed. Even if the changes were new for Corey, he was still sure about what his purpose was. And as time passed and he was feeling better, he was thinking more about that.

"Can you come and cuddle with me, Jim? I really don't blame you, you know that? I love to feel you close to me and wanted to be yours..." he started and got a bit curious about just how their love life would be from now on. They should talk over many things. The shamans were coming the following day and hopefully were going to help them more. But there were things that they should sort out between themselves.

Hearing Corey's words, Jim swallowed hard and stopped staring at his shaking hands. He had to be strong. And Corey needed him. So Jim walked back into the room, of course, in a T-shirt and his boxers to crawl back into their bed, immediately pulling the small man to him and hugging him without any protests. If Corey wanted to cuddle then they will cuddle. Simple as that.

"I know you don't blame me, baby and I love to be close to you and I'm yours too," he hurried to reassure him. "I just can't stop feeling guilty as I'm sure you know. Sorry. I've got really scared of losing you because of what I did. I love you so much," he murmured, kissing Corey's forehead.

"I love you so much too, Jim. The shamans will help on the demon blood addiction... I'm sure they can... Our love is stronger. Please don't feel ashamed. I so want you to be happy... Can you... kiss me?" he asked nuzzling his body to Jim's, missing all the physical contact and love they shared.

"I hope they can help. I'm so sorry for being such an addictive type. But you are irresistible to me," he tried to joke, even if it was a weak one. Either way, at least he managed to smile honestly at Corey. Sighing with love and a bit relieved as the small body nuzzled more to him, Jim nodded. "Yes, our love is strong, baby. Never felt so happy as on your side, despite all of this. And you know that..." Jim murmured, meaning all those years Corey has known him. "Of course I can kiss you, baby. You just have to ask," he smiled tenderly down at his boy and leaned in to let their lips touch in a soft sensual kiss, which made him breathe a bit easier.

Corey sighed into the kiss. He felt so much better already. He also ached to be close to Jim, and he knew that the addiction was going to be better from such simple things too.

His limbs moved around his love to feel Jim more and maybe to keep his man from escaping.

Jim himself held the small body tighter to his, welcoming the limbs clinging to him. It even made him smile into their kiss. Once he broke it, he exhaled a bit more satisfied.

"You scared me so much, baby. We'll have to be more careful in the future. I don't want to wear you down like this," Jim confessed quietly, gently caressing Corey's back.

"We will be careful. You know, though that I want you too... Most of the time... feel the urge to pull you over me and feel you making me yours... I want you Jim..." Corey purred to his man and rubbed his body slowly to the bigger one, pressing himself more to Jim, if that was even possible.

Chuckling a bit, Jim smiled at his demon from close, some golden color seeping back into his irises from the way Corey wanted him and rubbed against him. "I see you feel better, baby. But I feel the same way about you, you know. I want to be one with you all the time..." he murmured, pressing soft kisses to Corey's cheek, his beard tickling the other man.

Corey had to close his eyes from the very missed closeness of his changing man. He even sighed with a little pleased moan.

"Please Jim... I know you won't bite me... And care for me... Please... make love to me..." he whispered into his man's ear, kissing softly the side of Jim's face and his ear and neck to convince him more.

The big biker's whole being shook into the longing words of his love and finally nodded. "Alright, my love. Who am I to deny that if you're asking so nicely?" he chuckled a bit and rolled Corey onto his back to cover the smaller body with his own warm one and started kissing him while rubbing against a muscular thigh.

"I love you so much..." he whispered in-between their kisses, just enjoying the small demon's closeness, scent and taste.

"You're so good to me, my love…" Corey giggled and pulled Jim even closer.

His hands sneaked under the tee to feel the warm skin, touching Jim all over, slightly catching his side and over his spine as his body came alive and moved in waves to meet up with Jim's rubbing moves.

As the desire for his demon grew stronger, so did Jim's hunger for the precious blood hidden under that soft warm skin, but this time he focused on trying to control that need and just give soft kisses against the thick neck and shoulders after peeling off the T-shirt Corey had on.

His beard kept tickling his man as he continued his way down on the marked chest, playing with the sensitive nipples both with his mouth and teeth, knowing just how much Corey loved that.

The small creature melted from all the love and caring he felt from Jim. He arched his back to push his chest even closer to the sweet lips and gently nibbling teeth. His hands slid lower on the long back and slipped under Jim's boxers, caressing the nice butt and push Jim's hips closer to his body by it, starting to wiggle around to make Jim go further.

Moaning against Corey's reddening skin as he was sucking on a small sexy boob, Jim bucked harder against his demon a few times before kissing and licking and gently biting lower along the tasty stomach. His fingers were already stroking lower and began pulling down the boxers in the way.

He looked down to see the slightly curved shaft spring free and it only fueled his lust. Moaning he licked and kissed along it. "You are so beautiful and perfect, you know that?" he moaned then sucked the tasty meat half-way into his mouth at one go.

"You didn't say it today..." Corey joked and moved his legs onto Jim's freckled shoulders.

He felt the hunger rising up in his man for his blood too, but he didn’t care about that. He trusted Jim to be careful and strong, and trusted his own fate too. Things will happen as they should, when they should.

So his legs pulled his love closer and his being was fully enjoying how those plump lips were moving on his shaft and the skilled tongue and the slight brushing of the majestic beard on his skin as his whole body melted from the adoration he felt for his man.

Chuckling a bit around the tasty cock, Jim let it slide out of his mouth for a second to wet his fingers then quickly sucked it back into his hot mouth while he moved his hand lower. He started massaging and pressing against Corey's hole with them, soon sliding one inside to start opening him up. Feeling just how hot and tight he was, Jim moaned around the hard shaft and started sucking on it more enthusiastically.

Soon his second finger was inside the small ass too and he kept spitting on them to work more saliva inside his love while he was devouring the tasty balls and dick as if they were Jim's favorite meal.

By then Corey's fingers got lost in Jim's longer locks and his body arched in lust just giving into the feeling as Jim pampered him the most pleasurable way.

Broken words of praising Jim and some non-human sounds left his pink lips. His hips started to rock slowly as those long thick fingers were massaging his pleasure spots and wiped him away. He longed for that so much. "Jim... Jim, please..." he begged low, moaning.

Stomping down his growing need to draw blood from the thick thighs and get high on the addictive substance again, Jim was simply listening to the sounds he could pull from his lover with every move his mouth and fingers made. This state Corey was in was possibly his favorite. So ready, so open, so needy... so beautiful to him that Jim had to let the leaking cock slip out of his mouth again as he kept gently massaging Corey's prostate to keep him in that elated state. Then he just admired the sight of his boy being splayed out on the bed, so wanton and breathtaking...

"I love you so much..." he groaned and pulling his fingers out, he was already kneeling up and moving the thick muscular thighs more apart, nearly folding Corey in half. Grabbing his own wet dick, he quickly positioned the wide tip against the loose and glistening hole then rammed in all the way with one strong push – just the way his man liked the most.

Oh yeah… Corey groaned and gripped on the bigger body, nails digging deep into the pale skin as the human body trembled from the attack. Panting and flushed red even down his neck and upper chest, he just moaned and moved his ass against the big cock impaling him.

He loved it so much. The feeling of Jim wanting him, wanting to make him feel good and needing him... His whole existence was based on the big man. And Jim was perfect in his demon eyes, in every psychical meaning too.

"I love you... You always feel so good... So perfect..." his mumbling words broke into moans as his tight inner walls gave more way for the pulsing shaft to stimulate his sensitive parts.

Each time Corey said things like that or Jim felt just how much he needed him in his life, the big biker melted to the core and now as a reward, he began fucking his boy fast and hard, the nails in his skin a very welcomed feeling.

His heavy balls kept slapping against that welcoming and very maddeningly tight ass even when Jim couldn't take it any more to be away from those inviting lips. Folding his long body over his male, he kept up his deep and long thrusts perfectly aimed at the right spots, and leaned down to possess Corey's mouth too, not just his perfect body. Jim wanted his whole being. He wanted to be one with this creature so badly every time they got intimate. He never felt so good like when he was with this small man who loved him unconditionally for so, so long.

Corey met Jim's faster thrusts with his own body, moving in synch with his man.

His head was light and swimming in ecstasy as the fire between them rose higher with each deep push of that great cock rubbing his walls just so wonderfully that he never wanted it to stop. He longed to stay like that with Jim. Merged together for eternity and share all that love and emotions with him.

His hands caressed Jim lower back and ass, digging his nails into it to urge him to move faster and harder as they started to chase their shared bliss.

Moaning louder from the nails in his quickly moving ass, Jim gave more to his lover. They both wanted the same and he could tell that Corey was getting close just like him. He wanted to bite and break his skin again and couldn't stop himself from doing the former on the thick neck, sucking up hickey after hickey on the flushed tasty skin, moaning and grunting his pleasure against it.

"Come on, my love..." Jim panted against Corey's neck, his power leaking from his body again, wrapping around his man as if it wanted to melt the smaller being into his, but this time it wasn't taking from Corey. This time it felt like healing and protecting it as they got to the brink of their orgasms.

Just in time with the harshly sucking lips on his neck Corey was being pushed deeper into his pleasures. He didn't hear Jim asking him, but the way the warm powers wrapped around him and warmed him up from the inside made him buck more wildly against Jim, taking more to cross the line and fall deep into the bliss of the orgasm, dragging his man's body into the high pleasure too.

Jim kept moaning next to Corey's ear as his wild boy's bucks got even wilder against him and when he felt and heard him come for him, Jim couldn't hold back either. A few more rougher thrusts into the trembling redhead and he was filling up that pulsing hole with his cum, marking Corey as his.

"You are just mine... We are one... I love you," he mumbled half-unconscious from the intense pleasure that washed over his body, leaving him sweaty and out of breath as he half-laid on his man, holding him close, never wanting to let him go.

***

After a few hours of just cuddling and eating and resting, Corey sat up from the loving arms of his man just as if he heard something. "They are coming. The shamans are here. Come on. Get dressed," he jumped out of bed all excited.

He heard from other beings about these demons. "The demons are very old. And powerful. My race never met any of them. All I know is from other creatures. Sorry I’m just nervous a bit," Corey said while dragging some clothes onto his body and packed away some things in a hurry.

Clearly Corey was feeling better. It was easy to see and kinda feel for Jim as he was watching his love jump out from bed to get dressed and straighten up the messy room a bit. Chuckling a bit on that excitement, Jim focused a bit more, curious if he could sense the shamans and JD. He could. And indeed, they were getting closer to their room, so he decided to climb out of the messy bed too to put on a tee and his underwear. Once he zipped up his jeans too, he stepped to his nervous lover and cupped his warm cheeks which looked much healthier in that moment.

"It's okay, baby. I'm nervous and excited too. I can feel them coming. Everything's gonna be fine. I love you, no matter what," he said and closing his demon in his long tattooed arms, he kissed him deeply and reassuringly.

The knock on the door came just in time when the pair parted their lips.

Corey swallowed and looked up at Jim turning to open the door. He knew well how much he messed up his being... With choosing to stay and change for his man. And he hoped the shamans will understand him and his motivations.

"Hello great ones, JD," Corey said stepping aside from the door for the three males to get inside, glimpsing up at Jim for support.

Jim took a deep breath and reluctantly let Corey go so he could let the formidable forces in. Even Jim could feel the goose bumps on his skin from the immense power the two shamans on the other side of the door were emitting unwittingly.

Though as they stepped into the room, they looked much more different from the old bearded wise men he imagined them to be...

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"Hi ya. I just leave the great ones here," JD said fast and visibly nervous also smiling and nodding to them before closing the door behind himself.

Corey stood there letting the shamans look him over in all meaning. It would be strange for a human situation but these creatures in the room all knew the stretching silence had more meaning than words.

"He is a Mercy! M how can it be?" the shorter, more tanned-looking male expressed exited after a few minutes, looking back at the tall pale gloomy-looking 'M' as he called the other shaman. "My apologies, I have a habit of not speaking aloud when I’m thinking and sensing. I am J, this is my pair M. And you two indeed need some help..."

Needless to say, Jim knew the importance of that silence while the young-looking shamans were examining his pair both with their intense gaze and ancient powers, so he practically stayed motionless and barely dared to breathe. The room suddenly felt so much smaller too from their presences anyway.

"Nice to meet you. He's Corey and I'm Jim," the tallest man in the room took over, sensing how his man's nervousness skyrocketed from J's comments. Drawing the shamans' attention on him to let the redhead collect himself a bit seemed like a good idea.

"He used to be my Mercy guard for years before I called him over the border. Once I learned what he and I truly were, I've got scared and went in denial, nearly causing him to fade for good. But I realized that I love and need him just as much so I called him back from the border and he became a half-being, as far as we know," he summed it up for the shamans. Indeed, their gazes were very penetrating and intense, if someone asked Jim, but he stood them without blinking.

"Nice to meet you both," M said low with a nod. "There have been no mercy demons around for centuries. We need to research this. J..." he nodded in synch with his pair and walked to the dining area and sat down at the table changing to his demon form. The tall goth-like man turned into a light-grey skinned horned demon before their eyes. What was uncovered from his body showed a lot of ancient runes all over which shone up in a gore red hue.

"He is connected now to the stream of knowledge," J said sitting down too and waved Jim and Corey closer. For a second his small eyes rested on his pair in awe.

"No other Mercy Demons?" Corey mumbled as he took a seat too. "There are at least five who’s been looking after a biker gang for many decades... I got assigned to Jim there too," he said frowning at the shaman.

Jim's eyes widened a bit as M changed to his true form and seemed to be listening into himself – or rather to the knowledge he tapped into. "Fascinating..." he mumbled under his mustache as he went closer to J with Corey. Stopping right next to his lover, on instinct he slid a reassuring and protective hand onto the small of his back.

"That's true. My biker gang has a pact with the Mercy Demons. It was made before my time with them. I thought it was a common thing in the supernatural world," he looked at the shaman who was stroking his short mustache and beard with his ringed wingers, clearly lost in thoughts.

"Mercy is an ancient race. From the times the dimensions formed. They don't have a solid form and they exist because of need. You know... Don't get me wrong... I know you were born a human and until recently lived like that. So... some basics," J smiled warmly at the pair as he spoke on a calm soft voice. "Back a few eons ago the first thing that formed from the chaos was thought. And with thoughts we can create anything. After humans lost more of the first borns' powers, they needed spoken words for that. Avra cadavra means 'I create as I speak' and is nowadays a magic spell to emphasize the creating.

But back in those times when everything was forming, the early humans needed protection. Many spirits, gods and beings had formed that time before the forces ebbed down due to the closing of the gates. Mercy demons were born back then. Such ancient and isolated beings which didn't even evolve with time. And as the human beliefs have changed, they vanished too…"

Jim was listening to J even more fascinated but kept caressing his lover's back before resting a big hand on his shoulder. He also took quick side glances of Corey to see how he was reacting to what J was saying. Jim had a feeling that this wasn't all.

"It's okay. Thank you for explaining it to me. So this means that this small group of Mercy Demons survived because a handful of humans believed in them and handed down the knowledge and the pact between them generations after generations? And... but... There's something I don't really understand if there's a limited number of this ancient race... As far as we know, Corey is a very young one among them..." he lightly squeezed said demon's shoulder. "How come he came into existence? The higher powers... the universe knew I would need him as a guardian?"

"Time flows differently in the dimensions, the smaller subdimensions are usually even more different than Earth. He is indeed very young, and that doesn't mean that compared to this time on Earth it flows the same as theirs in their place. And yes, you needed a guardian for what you are, Jim," J smiled watching the pair.

"I knew some of these... But not about the fact that only we were left… We are isolated a lot... Or were…" Corey looked down. "Something is changing... I can feel it and my once brothers with the bikers too."

The tall Nephilim-breed nodded as a sign of understanding what J said. It sounded logical and also he did need a guardian during all those years and will probably need Corey for the rest of his life too. But for other reasons. Love and fluffy shit like that too, yes.

He wasn't even bothered when J seemed to chuckle on that thought as if he could hear it. But then maybe he could or it was just something that crossed his own mind. No, Jim glimpsed down at Corey worried, the hold on his shoulder steady and warm.

Just when Jim wanted to ask about those changes, he heard M mumble something under his nose in a language he didn't understand. It was probably their ancient tongue or something. Either way, it drew their attention to his form.

M opened his glowing green eyes and looked over at the pair. "Indeed, you and the rest with the bikers are the ones left from the Mercy race," he said staying in his demon form. "Now the gates are open again. And your race is changing too. Either they come over the dimensions and embrace individuality, or fade back into the void. That subdimension is closing up. You are different, young one... You have already chosen and found your purpose," M said and bowed before Corey.

Of course for the demon breed it had much more meaning, and hearing he was doing the right thing made him bite his lip and bow back. "What will be with my brothers? Two of them came through already…" he asked looking at the shamans.

"You all existed in one consciousness, but you must be individual now. The ones, Mick and Jay will have to learn that and so either merge with a solid being, or find purpose on their own to exist. Or fade back into their world," M added.

Frowning as Jim tried to comprehend what they were talking about, a fleeting strange feeling took hold of him as he watched Corey and M bow to each other. "What does he mean?" he asked Corey on a soft tone. "What purpose?"

"Also..." here he looked back first at J then M. "We should let Mick and Jay know then, right? I mean... there's no guarantee that they understand their changes. They should know their options..." he glimpsed at Corey too, worried about the other Mercy Demons.

"And... about that help regarding us... We do need help... I'm obviously awakening faster now... Getting some of my powers already... which is good... But... I'm... I'm afraid I also grew addicted to Corey's blood. He was left in a pretty bad shape a couple of days ago. By me. I'm sure JD mentioned that too..." he said and this time he felt a bit embarrassed.

"They will have to choose their own path. Being individual means listening to your own instincts and intuitions," J said looking Jim in the eye and skipped the questions about what will happen to Corey, as the shamans both felt how the redhead wanted to keep his own decisions to himself. "Yes, about how you are developing we can feel it clearly. There is a way to get you awake even faster, so you won’t suck away his energies that much. An herb can help on the blood addiction, but also as you are becoming less human that will fade away too. Addiction is a human trait."

"I'll do whatever it takes to keep Corey healthy and safe. Only he matters to me," Jim said, taking a step forward, the move making his hand slide from Corey's left shoulder to the right. "What will that faster awakening entail? And what kind of herb? I don't have much to pay for your help, though..." he said frowning. "But I'm sure we can work out something?"

"Hmm... What you think Mr. M? Would they be good specimens?" J asked his mate who just watched Corey and Jim with his examining eyes.

"I think so... I like the tall Nephilim," he said. "So... we will give you the herb and help you find it on your own. If we do the ritual that is going to be less needed too. We can help you change like... almost fully. Let's say in a human phrase... about 90%... or so. It includes intimate connections, which we insist on and that would be taken as payment by you," J said with a charming smile.

"He means an orgy to mix all of our magic forces and blood," M quickly cleared that up with a small smile too, waiting for the pair’s reactions.

Blinking a few times, Jim snorted lightly. Frankly, he wasn't that surprised about the conditions. But it wasn't just about him. "What do you think?" he turned to Corey, because it was something they both had to agree to since it would affect both of them.

The short demon's blue eyes met the hazel ones. There was something in them which Jim couldn't put a finger on. Some kind of sadness? Or knowing something Jim didn't? Probably that was the case, but Jim hoped that with time his lover would tell him.

"I exist to help you become what you are, my love. Of course I won't hinder that. I think it's a step to be taken..." Corey said reaching up to put his hand on Jim's on his shoulder.

"Very well, baby..." Jim smiled back then turned his head to look at the shamans. "You heard him. Let's do this shit..."

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