[Thanatos] All Hail the Demon in a Top Hat, Mister Jack. [Corrupted]

To say the least, the little boy was rather cute when he wasn't screaming his brain nearly half the way to Mars. Slipping a hand down the boy's body through the flimsy night gown that he was simply wearing, it would be remarkably easy to penetrate the boy; simply because the clothing he wore gave him no coverage. No pants to hide his little boy parts away from the fiend, all he was reduced to was that simply piece that clung to his body hungrily. Placing his fingers against the boy's cheeks he pushed his form up against the wood slightly, digits tracing the soft warm body before him. Warmth was something he wasn't quite accustomed to, after his unfortunate 'death' hundreds of years ago- he had lost every ability to give off heat from his body. One of the shadows his form showed it well, each touch icy cold against the boy's hot body.

The temperature of the slumbering boy did more than attract him as he pressed his lips to the child's stomach almost fiendishly as he trailed a line down towards his privates. To say that the man before the child was mentally well or picky when it came to sexual acts would seem rather funny. In his own right he saw himself as completely sane, but didn't all see themselves as that? As for what preference he choose, it seemed the creeper was indeed bisexual which way he leaned was a mere question for any. He usually went to the home of prostitutes and had his fun before a kill, much like how little Alexander had become orphaned. Yet that evidence would stand on its ear as the man placed a lick at the boy's whole. Ah yes, he liked a good release much like any other man in this world. He got it occasionally when he felt like sparing his victims a few more minutes of tender life.

Grinning darkly ear from ear, he slowly placed his nails to the boy's skin. Making a small cut by the boy's hip to release a flow of blood. He was not new at this, indeed being as old as he was he knew his way around and such. With his fingers being coated by the small boy's blood, his other hand freed his own privates of their bondage, letting his pants hang by his hips slightly in a gesture as he coated his member with the other's blood. Truthfully it was to make the adventure more pleasurable for him, even though it did indeed help the boy out. "tum tum" he spoke softly before pressing his member to the other's hole. No wasting time on this as he pressed a kiss to the boy's neck, humming slightly. His mind ready and willing to get this done with.

Any of the boy's reactions gave him pleasure as he was just about able to slip in. The boy waking with a jolt, mind readily awake as he tried to defend himself. No, no. This wasn't apart of his currently 'plan' for the boy, not at all as he heard the youth call out against him. What did it look like he was doing, he was getting ready for a bit of fun. Hadn't the other realized any motions against the monster before him simply made his life worse? With the other withdrawing, he growled- showing outright a bit of anger towards the boy that would swiftly be used against him. Putrid green eyes shining against the boy's ill form as he drew closer. Hand seizing the boy's leg he had once before played with, jerking it back with the child's full body. There wasn't much place for the boy to run, at least before he would have been in a rather comfortable position; now he was going to be trapped, pinned and pressed into it. Jack's form coming upon the child rather swiftly. He didn't need to come upon the child this way for this, but it seemed he was slightly clouded by the other's rejection of his idea.

Knees pressing against the side of the other's gown, his chest beat into the little boy's form once as if to stun him as he grasped the child's hair- tugging at it violently to keep him in place as he tried again. His other hand effortlessly opening the two small legs as he yanked one away from the other, member pressing heavily against the boy's opening. "Stay still..." he hissed, agitation clear in his voice. Had this been any other act he would have laughed at the boy, possibly giggled at his attempt to leave, but it seemed that any fighting with him that could possibly distract his pleasure angered him. Finally getting in he held the boy tight, knowing full well that the child would either beg or scream to be released. He wouldn't do such a thing, fingers holding the boy's lovely hair tight in case he angered him more, ready to yank the child's head from its socket along with its leg. All he wanted was a bit of pleasure from his new toy.

The child's pleas seemed to barely effect him as he ventured forth, member pressing into the rather succulent insides of the other. Moaning out against the child's form he didn't seem to care that the boy was begging and pleading. Too dead set on releasing in the child well before he had even become hard. The inner cavities of the boy where warm enough for him, his want to be apart of that warmth as he trudged further showed as he forced the full length of his member into the other's shaking boy, sack resting against the boy's lower half. There was a dark smile on his lips as he soft yet lustful voice came to the other's ears. He seemed to not care that this boy would horribly be traumatized by this, then again- hadn't he already been once before? It was all his doing. Grinning as he rested his member inside the small walls he slowly released his hands from the other's hair, fingers trailing down the small body below him.

It was something to get used to, he was normally with someone who's body had grown much more, but he seemed to not care at the moment. Fingers sending shivers down the boy's body, all that the child had between him and the other was what seemed to be his night gown- otherwise Jack's cold body would be against him. Indeed Jack did where his suit, but the thing was only as warm as him- holding the same cold temperature as the immortal's body. Why did he never change it? To something much more modern? He simply didn't feel the need, the fabric holding well against his form. Looking as if it where new despite how old it truly was.

With his eyes narrowing, he stroked the back of the boy's neck with his fingers- pressing a harsh kiss to the back of the boy's head he started to pump in and out. He was going to draw this out only a little then get much harder with the boy's insides. "Say my name..." he demanded of the boy. He wanted to hear the quivering mass under him call out 'Jack'. He wanted to pretend that the horrified child wanted him, though that would have never been the case. Still wanting to shock the boy more. Waking him up as he called his name with his childish tones in fear.

The other was so sensitive, he loved it. Body having arched well after the moan, chest and stomach staying almost glued to the boy- not wanting to let go for the world. The other's insides where starting to work with him better, his member which was considerably hardening already felt the walls close in on it. Making the motions much more enjoyable. Ears twitching to his own soft yet haunting moans, long ago he had trained himself not to be loud unless he truly meant it. He did, yet the other wouldn't hear he bulk of his voice until his body hit its climax- the exact place he was working towards. Hearing the child's attempt at speaking his name hadn't been satisfactory in his opinion, not giving the little body under him any slack as his hand slipped under and into the small barrier the boy had made with the pillow. Lanky fingers pressing against the boy's temple and nose.

"Again..." his own moans mixing with his hot temper, making him seem much more fierce than before as he thumped his form against the boy. As he traveled closer to his goal his body would seem much more relentless with its beating against the child's rear. His own clothed body would feel like a hot iron against the boy's body from the constant rubbing and thrashing the his form would do. Indeed there was a chance that it would kill the boy, but he wasn't going to be so rash about it with him- he'd tone it down a bit. Only because he didn't want to break in his toy that quickly.

Reaching a rather quick hardened form inside the small walls and cavity inside he moaned a little louder. Others would hear this surely, hear all of it, but never step foot in. Due to the rumors. Maybe it really was Jack the Ripper- they would be right. Though with his current display he seemed only like a sex fiend as he took the child, nails digging into the boy's face as if an incentive to spur the boy into calling his name with more feeling. He would tell him that the next time around if the boy spoke the same way he did before. The child's tone having sucked out a bit of the fun, not so much of it, but enough to have angered the immortal. He would indeed show it, but seemed to shift a bit as he ran his other hand down the child's body, leaving his own balance to his knees. Hand slowly going to the boy's member, he was going to get the other off with him- fingers rubbing against the other. Friction would keep the boy warm against his cold hand.

About as twisted as he could become, this was only the tip to the iceberg. Body devouring the other hungrily as time poured in over them. The others words where said now at a better tone, something he grinned at as he moaned out. Feeling the other's body move, making his own member grow more ridged then before, the child was helping- bringing him closer to his destination. What a good boy, this simply action brought him into a better mood. He wouldn't withhold the other's toys he had brought, that was once he was done he'd get to that, but now he was stuck on other things. With the other warming up to his advancing desires, his lips curled into a twisted expression when he heard the other moan.

The other was indeed warming up to this sort of treatment- good. He'd have it again possibly tomorrow before he sent him out to see how the boy reacted with normal humans again. "Again... again..." his words mingled with his own moans, seeming monstrous as he started to get louder. He could feel the rushing blood in his form and the want to come inside such a small yet delicious body. Fingers taking a strong grasp of the boy's small prick, going up and down without even needing to move his arm as his hips thrusted forward; keeping pace with his mounting desires. He had barely breathed as he moaned out towards the boy, his corrupted fantasies coming to reality.

Indeed he would keep this boy, simply play with him to the point of exhaustion. The poor child was living with a creature whom rarely slept more than three hours, the poor youth would be tortured at a constant. Probably waking one morning to hanging from the rafters by the man's hands. His stay with the immortal would be described as horrible, a nightmare that never seemed to end. That would be something that Jack kept it to. Letting the boy believe he was free in a few days, when indeed he was simply being toyed with again. With that he would keep to his words from before- the child wouldn't be allowed to see his family. He would make sure of it even if he grew tired from watching the boy in the shadows. Grin always plastered against his face.

That would be just one thing he'd do to the boy in time. Maybe after the boy learned there was no end to it that he'd give him a small break and possibly a reward. Much like the one he was giving him after this errotic event.

The other was caving in more, his body complying with his ruthless attack on the child's rear. Member ever hard against the tightening walls around it. Mouth crying out in sweet moans from the pleasure that rocked his form. All the child's words did was fuel him more, the insides that where melding with his own privates seemed to curl further around his hard member that seemed a little too big for the cavern in the first place. The soft areas inside going strong against his own. His moans seemed to grow hotter, stronger with every passing moment- nails not daring to harm the boy's member. He had respect it seemed to some degree for the sexual organ as he simply kept with his own thrust and the other's hips that made the appendage slip back and forth in his grip; muscles going hard and ridged- the way he wanted it to be.

Then the youth arched, he felt the child's head bump into his collar. Ignoring it completely as he two moaned out, he was arching away from the boy, but not at the rate the child had hit him with. His fingers felt the other reach this dry pleasure, but accepted it anyway- fingers going over the boy's tight sack as he let out a much louder moan. His member enjoying the moment the other had tightened so dangerously around his member. It was a big enough push to make him release. Member trembling slightly as his liquid pleasure rushed into the other as he pushed his own member in all the way. His other hand swiftly going to the boy's chest to press him against his own chest. The pleasure was enough to draw him back with a gasp before letting out a long ringing moan that would surely go to the houses around. He didn't care, the release sent shivers up his spine as his member stayed hot against the other's prostate.

"A-alexander" he meant it as he moaned out the boy's name. Having never done this for any of his other toys or even the prostitutes he had done it with. It seemed this young boy was special, something Jack would indeed keep close. The boy at one point would be sleeping with the fiendish monster, right on his chest if the boy wouldn't cower every few seconds or so.

Enjoying every moment even as his climax ended, he stayed in the little boy's hole- wanting to keep the feel of the tight space around him member and the warmth he felt inside. Purring almost like a cat after a moment pulled out, the white liquid pooling out of the boy's rear end as he stroked his own member for a moment. Completely off the boy before he pressed his tongue to the white secretion that had started to pour from the exhausted boy. He took a little taste of himself and the boy together before letting out a rather loud chuckle. In a rather good mood after that even as the child asked him if he peed in the poor boy's body. Slowly he rose to his feet, the expression on his face glowing from the aftermath of the session he had with the child. "No my dear little boy... its something much more special than that..." he spoke distinctively as he adjusted his clothing, nothing going on the everlasting fabric as he jumped to the nearest rafter.

Fingers grasping two of the gift she had for the boy. He decided that the child needed to earn the pendant back, at least after where the boy had hidden it. A bit of a task for him to find it in that dresser, having expected it to either be around his neck or on a dresser somewhere. Holding the teddy bear in hand and the other's better blanket, he hopped back to the boy. Landing before his face without even a thud from the impact, making it that way as he dropped the blanket over the child's form to cover him. "For you" he said cheerfully to the boy. As long as the high of sex stayed with him, the boy wouldn't be pushed around or damaged. He'd be pampered to some degree by the demon. Fingers stroking the boy's head after he took his stuffed animal.

The child was cute. He could state that so easily about the boy, but then again- hearing that from him might seem a bit odd and creepy. Being an immortal and all. Keeping his hand in the boy's hair as he took a sitting position he watched as the child snuggled up in his blanket with his teddy bear. Another moment for the demon to think about the fact that this was indeed a child, someone so new to the prospect of sexual intercourse and even newer to the fact that he was currently being tormented by a creature of the night. One that struck even grown men with fear, it was liberating for him to see a man around his size scream like a girl while wetting it pants. It was also rather funny. The high pitched voice of most men, being enough to make him laugh rather hard. Watching the boy, he answered his question without much hesitation; legs crossing over each other as he sat on the rafter like it was a chair.

"Yes. while you slept...." he said with a slight yawn. Anything like what he had done with the child did wear him down a bit, but not enough to really send him to sleep. Otherwise if he had done it with the prostitutes he'd never be able to kill them after. Shifting he rubbed his face, hand going against the beam to push himself up. "What do you eat...?" he asked the child, looking down at the drowsy little boy that wished to simply sleep. It seemed that Jack had plans to get the child some sort of meal, how he would plan it on his own- once he knew what the boy liked. Originally he would have starved him, but he was already growing attached more to those large blue eyes and small body. Tapping the side of his jaw in a rather awkward gesture he spun on his heel as if to amuse himself before moving over one beam. "Food yes... meat... yes... " he spoke, thinking aloud before he started for the nearest window. Not even waiting for the child to answer his question.

Hearing the boy's soft reply he was off. Now where to find said soup? Moving from house to house, he peered in. Finally finding one that wasn't occupied, filing into the place he slowly went through the contents of the kitchen. As much as he'd hate to say it, he hadn't lost all his taste for human foods. He could indeed eat them, they just weren't even to sustain him well. He needed much richer items to keep pace with his abilities. Shifting through their fridge grabbing at nearly everything he started on a medley. Trying to his best to make a simple soup- this was a rather awkward thing for a demon to do, but he was dead set on it. Tossing in a large amount of vegetables after cutting them wildly he a bit of meat and whatever else he saw as 'tasty'. Stirring it he grinned somewhat proud on his own endeavor as he tasted it himself- thinking it wasn't so bad. He let the thing cook and started to look through the rest of the house. Grabbing things he liked in a fashion that fit him. It seemed he was 'shopping' in this person's house, grabbing what he wanted along with a set of cutlery and bowls.

Swiftly he was out, dropping the things off under the rafters of the building he lived in. Then he was back, grabbing the hot pot with a lid on top. Placing the brewing medley on what seemed to be run down stove in the next room. Its scent wafting up as he tried to force the stove on. Lighting after some time, he stirred the filled pot with a ladle he had stolen as well. There where a few more blankets under the rafters now, some pillows, in addition to a few things that looked much like toys. Jack indeed intended to keep the boy, though thick and thin. "Tum tum" he purred it this time, moving from room to another before back, lowering the heat to something reasonable as he went out. If the pot boiled over it would be his problem, not that he'd care so much for it- now having mind for a drink of the nefarious kind.

He had simply been off for a sort time after letting the soup simmer on its own, body filled with yet another victim's essence as he let out a long drawn out purr- satisfied. He couldn't quite understand why humans wanted to eat what they did, then again he hadn't been human in years so he couldn't even fathom it. Nail digging into the wood of the building as he came in once more, feet going against the rafters as he stretched. That had been a rather nice meal, it showed on the demon's face as his eyes scanned the area. Seeing the boy up, a grin graced his lips as he casually made his way from one rafter to another to the boy. Placing a hand to the child's head once it was in reach. "Hungry?" he asked as he swiftly scooped the boy into his arms, taking the blanket and teddy bear with him. Not giving the child any time to answer he took off the rafters. Taking the boy with him as he laughed in a slightly frightening manner- excepting the boy to scream from this. He screamed at so many things it seemed second nature to him at this point.

Feet hitting the floor with an audible thud, right beside the other fluffy things he had gathered. Tossing the boy into the pile as if he had just grabbed rubbish instead of something precious he went to the kitchen, giving the child reign to come in straight after him for the food. Entering he eyed the pot and took a bowl in hand, ladling out a bit of soup for the boy. Adding a spoon and placing it on a nearby stool that had lasted all these years,

He stirred the liquid again, staring at the mess that moved through it- carrots, tomatoes, potatoes, nearly every vegetable he could get his hands on. Somewhat engrossed in the soup he had made the child, his ears twitched at the question. Taking his time as he turned to eye the boy fully, dropping the ladle beside the pot. He'd keep it warm for the boy for as long as he wanted, then possibly toss it out or something. Eyes staying on the boy as he slowly put a hand to the boy's head with a slight laugh. Interesting question, not that anyone had been able to ask him it. "Yes. Jack is my real name..." he spoke, messing the child's hair. He was being somewhat motherly while with the boy, but not much more.


"As is Alexander yours..." he grinned then it dawned on him. He rarely used the rest of the place for a reason, just like some of the rafters the place was falling apart. Not that it bothered him, a little fall from the rafters or the floor he was on now to below wouldn't eve scratch him. On the other hand. the child would be splattered- put simply. Shaking his index finger in the air after a moment he kept his envious eyes on the boy. "Just a warning to you- watch your step" he said simply, not explaining himself or giving room for the child to question why he said so as he walked off to a remote part of the room. Grabbing another stool that had been standing around. He tossed it at one area, watching as the floor boards caved straight in under it, sending the wooden seating arrangement down several flights. He didn't need to say why, explaining it clearly with a simply gesture.

"That could be you" he said with a curling sensation in his town, he wouldn't be so happy with finding the child dead if he happened to fall that way. He just wanted to warn the child, since escaping this place even on this floor was a task, that was exactly why the demon used the windows and the rafters, rarely coming down.

Watching the boy react to his moves and the situation he giggled. Indeed his home was a complete death trap one way or another, which meant the child would be locked in here forever unless the demon let him out. Hearing the question he chuckled at the boy, he grinning maliciously at the child. "I can survive a fall... it'd just give me a bump at best..." he said, leaving the child to understand the true reason for this place as he came back to the boy. Eying him. "Eat... I'm not keeping this 'soup' here for long..." he spoke with what seemed a short fuse all of a sudden. Just the fact that food was in this place and its scent wafted out- let people understand that someone lived here. They would send in a search party at one point curiously and if they where lucky would find the child without being killed. Jack didn't want that working on the child's side and would have rather tossed the rest of the soup out in a second. Not that it really was a soup, more like just a mixture of random things tossed together. Which it was initially.

When the boy was done he'd toss it out the window, keep the pot and hope the liquid went either unnoticed or scalded someone alive. Another quick and easy potential snack was music to his ears as he poured a cup of the stuff and sniffed it. Taking a sip of what he made. Making a sour face he dumped the small cup's contents back in without much of a thought. He didn't like it in particular, one for proteins. Blood and meat had loads of it. Among other things, but that was his main thing.