Gifts That Cost Your Soul 5

“Kellen.”

“Adam...”

“You promised me.”

“Yes, and I haven’t broken it.”

“You did, I can smell it.”

“I didn’t. I told you I’d stop with humans. Whisper isn’t human.”

“That’s worse!”

“If you say so...” Kellen murmured flipping the page in his notebook as he continued writing the outline of his English paper.

“Kellen, these kind of actions will damn you to hell faster than killing babies will.” Adam hissed, his blue eyes wide as he tried to get all of Kellen’s attention on him instead of silly human homework.

“Are you sure?” Whisper asked smugly. “Because you know, I think I could get back to hell pretty fast killing babies. I could set a new record or some shit, you know? It’s all in the technique.” He smirked, thoroughly enjoying Adam’s distress. “But seriously tweedy bird.” His smirk darkened. “Leave the kid alone already. Constantly harping at him isn’t going to make him want to listen to you any more than he does already.” He swished his tail lazily, keeping his eyes on Adam.

 

Adam turned on whisper, eyes blazing in hopeless anger.

"Demon, he was close. Very close to having a pure soul again. You just set Kellen back years. You’re ruining this boy’s chance at peace." Adam hissed, stepping towards whisper. Whisper’s eyes grew brighter as he took a threatening step towards Adam.

“I’ve done nothing more than give him a chance to tell me what he wants. To give him a choice and not boss him around like I think I am fucking God himself. Have you ever even asked him what he wants outside your little plan to purify him or some shit? Better question, if you have asked, did you even listen when he tried to answer?” Whisper growled.

“All he wants is sex. He’s an incubus, it’s hard for him to think past his nature. I've been helping him tap into his human soul, and when demons are around, it muddles his thinking.” Adam hissed, “Did you ever think of that? If it hadn’t of been you it would have been anyone. It has been anyone.” He continued. A flash of hurt crossed Whisper’s gaze but he recovered quickly, standing taller.

“It doesn’t have to be either, or. He can be human and incubus. Just because you’re trying to make him pure doesn’t mean he has to be unhappy.” Whisper said. He clenched his jaw, his anger losing its edge.       Adam shook his head, “How could he be happy if he’s damned in hell. Isn’t that why you're here, Whisper? Because you’re tired of that place?” Adam snapped. Whisper narrowed his eyes. The air around him began to swirl lazily and his tail became still.

         “You fucking angels think you’re the shit. You think just because you’re white and shiny that everything you have is better and everything you know is right.” He growled. “You have no right to speculate on why I came here. Hell may get boring once in a while but I can only imagine how boring heaven is when everything you want is right there when you need it or want it. We have to earn what we have and there is no guarantees we’ll get to keep it, so we fight for it. I came here to find something I want and I found it. So you better bet your sweet, white, shiny, glowing ass that I will fight for it.”

 

         Adam’s dark blue eyes studied whisper silently, “I see...” He turned away from the demon and looked at Kellen who was still working on his homework. He really was getting better at ignoring them. A soft glow surrounded the boy and he looked somewhat happy for the first time in months... maybe Whisper was right... maybe trying to give the boy peace was just backfiring on him.

         A demon was a demon after all. And the blood was seeping thru the human before Adam had stepped in, when Kellen was just a small child. He just... didn’t want to see the kind boy burn away into nothing but a demon.

        

“Hey, guys. Look.” Kellen suddenly turned to the two feuding supernatural beings and held up his history paper. On it was the male model version of Bubbles. “Pretty good, huh?”

“Kellen... you make me want to kick puppies.” Adam said with a long suffering sigh.

“Mmm... Maybe if I color him gold...” Kellen murmured looking at the picture thoughtfully.

“What the Fuck? Kicking puppies?? You’re a fucking Angel for Satan’s sake. What is wrong with you?” Whisper looked at Adam in disbelief.

“What? Oh... I said that out loud...I mean... Kellen makes me want to quote the scripture.” Adam said awkwardly, looking anywhere but at Whisper.

“Liar.” Whisper rolled his eyes. “Satan. Adam, your existence is just like… one big mind fuck.”

“Yeah, well... your mom... issss in heaven... o.o” Adam’s voice slurred in an attempt to save himself.

“... No she’s not…” Whisper narrowed his eyes, catching on to what Adam had been going to say. “There is definitely something wrong with you.” Whisper shook his head, the air around him becoming calmer as the brightness in his eyes faded. “Weirdo.” he muttered.
 

Adam cleared his throat, “yes... well... not everyone is perfect.” the angel said awkwardly. I had been doing so well…

“You’re not everyone.” Whisper said matter-of-factly. “You’re a fucking angel. Jeez, I had more morals on that one than you.” He rolled his eyes. “Careful or your God’s gunna have you fired or some shit.”

“Fired? Hmm... I might fall... and be forced into a human life for a bit... Then of course I'll have much more free will... that could be fun. I mean... You guys know what? I think it’s time I shut my mouth and move on. I have to go guide some lady to the ‘light.’” Adam said hurriedly, ignoring the fact that was a lie. Adam was too high in power to guide dyeing people’s souls.

“Fall? Pfft. I’d love to see that. I would make sure you’d have plenty of ‘fun’.” Whisper said darkly, eyeing the angel. “Psh, and I’m a freak.” He added, letting out a sharp huff of air and rolling his eyes.
 

Adam frowned at Whisper, “I don't think I would enjoy your fun.” Adam hissed. “Unlike Kellen, I have standards.” He grumbled sharply.

“Aye.” Whisper snapped. “Don’t insult Kellen. I’m not offended by that statement because I’d never settle for you so your standards don’t really mean shit to me and unlike you, Kellen has class.”

“Hey... don't drag me into it.” Kellen deadpanned as he colored in Bubble’s hair the same exact shade as his skin... and clothes - gold.

“We aren’t dragging you anywhere. You never weren’t apart of…” Whisper trailed off, looking over the boy’s shoulder at his drawing.

“Why are you coloring the whole thing gold?” He asked, confusion crossing his gaze.

“He’s a gold fish... so obviously he’s going to be gold.” Kellen said, as if Whisper had missed critical information that was obvious.

“Oh… obviously then…” He cocked his head sideways. “Oh hey, what kind of fish would I be?” He asked playfully.

“...A gold fish.”

“And me?!” Adam asked happily.

“Uhhh a gold fish.”

“Sooo…. we’re… all uh, gold?” Whisper said carefully, trying to follow Kellen’s logic that seemed to lead nowhere.

“Uhm... you could be black... and Adam could be a white gold fish... they make those.” Kellen said thoughtfully.

“Or… I could be the white one and Adam could be the black one.” Whisper crossed his arms. “Or maybe Adam could be a puffer fish.” Adam bristled at the insult.

“I think you have that backwards, Whisper.” He said with a heated glare.

“I don't like those kind of fish... their all... puffy and stuff. I don't really care what color you are... I think there are pink ones too.” Kellen offered halfheartedly as he grabbed black and colored in Bubble’s eyes.

“Fine then. I’m the pink one and Adam is the boring colorless white one… oh wait we don’t have to be fish, he’s already white, boring and colorless.” Whisper smiled cheerfully.

“Oh really now?”

“Yes really.” Whisper crossed his arms over his chest and continued to watch Kellen color.

“At least I’m not fucking black and discussing like your shitty heart and soul.” Adam said automatically. Kellen stopped coloring and blinked, not sure he heard correctly... did Adam swear... twice in one sentence... while calling someone terrible? Whisper turned to face him slowly, blinking in surprise and at a complete loss at how to respond. He narrowed his eyes.

“Are you sure you’re an angel?” He asked in a low suspicious tone.

“...uhm... sometimes... I wonder... I...” Adam looked irritated, mostly at himself for slipping up so hardcore. God was going to be beyond pissed at this point. It was just... Whisper was so annoying. So fuck- freaking annoying. The last time he did this was with that one human who was being incredibly stupid... so he pushed him down some stairs... It was for the greater good of humanity.

“Oh my Satan. If you don’t fall at this point I’m going to trip you. No angel should have a filthy mouth like that. Jeez.” Whisper let out a huff. “And I already knew I was a terrible person thank you very much.”

“Che. Sorry to disappoint your view on angels, Mr. Demon. It’s not like were saints, you know...well some of them are. However, we are still very much human and prone to such emotions. The consequences of acting on those emotions are just... Much worse.” Adam said matter-of-factly. “Now... I must go wash my mouth with holy water and pray away my sins because, damn.” Adam said... “I mean... crap...Oh dear.”

“Wow. It’s a miracle you’ve made it this long. I’ll throw you a welcome home party when they finally send you to hell.” Whisper said, giving him a look. “Weirdo.”
 

“Really? I like parties... but unfortunately for you I won't be having one, I already have a home and God loves me. You should do well to remember that.”

“Adam... are you sick?” Kellen finally asked.

“No, kellen. I don't get sick.”

“But... your being so... aggressive.”

“Yeah well.... your mom....isss in heaven. God damnit. I mean fuck-” Adam’s mouth shut with a click and his eyebrow twitched. It was like a disease with him. He stared and now he couldn’t stop.

“Mmhm God loves you… not for long with that language Mr.” Whisper couldn’t hold back a small smirk. “Kellen’s mom is in heaven eh? You silly motherfucker.” Whisper said mockingly. “Get out of here before you hurt someone, mainly, yourself.”

“That only happened that one time- oh my God where are my filters?” He snarled at the ground and burst into light.
 

Kellen blinked away the after image of Adam and frowned worriedly...

“Angel’s must get sick...” he decided. “And Adam just doesn't know that... I hope God makes him better...”

“I don’t, but eh.” Whisper shrugged. “He’s not sick, he’s just a dumbass.”

“Mmh, I think it was your aura... it brings out sins... and while Adam’s an Angel he told me he has to work really hard to stay that way. He’s been banished about seven times since I've been with him... and who knows how many times before.” Kellen explained turning back to Bubbles the human.

“I bring out the worst in him? Doubtful. I’ve done nothing to him that couldn’t have been a hundred times worse.” He exhaled. “He’s just a pussy.”  

“You said you didn’t have a soul ether... but okay.” Kellen pointed out as he flipped to a clean page and started drawing a new picture.

“I don’t.” Whisper insisted. “He just insists on picking a fight.”

“If you say so.” Kellen humored him.

“I doooonnnn’t!” Whisper flopped down on Kellen’s bed.
 

Kellen glanced over and then held up a picture of Whisper looking butthurt.

“Hey, this is what you look like right now.” Whisper looked up and narrowed his eyes, pushing himself off the bed.

“Give me that.” He took the picture from Kellen and let it fall to the floor before snatching his drawing pad and pencil. “Then I’m going to draw you.” He said, even his tone was butthurt. Kellen tilted his head to the side and smiled, “Okay.” He said cheerfully.

Whisper gave him a look and sat down on his bed again, starting his drawing and glancing up at Kellen frequently for reference. He drew each line with care and frowned in concentration. For some reason his lines were nowhere near as clean and formed as Kellen’s had been. He drew Kellen’s hair and eyes with extra care and colored in his pupils as a finishing touch, holding it at arms length to examine it. He lowered it with a disappointed frown.

“It’s awful.” He said quietly.  
 

Kellen blinked and stood to look at it. “I’m sure its fine.” Whisper pulled back slightly.

“It’s not.” He argued, the hint of worry in his tone. Kellen paused and frowned, “Let me see, and I'll decide.” he said commandingly.

“Ugh. It sucks fucking dick.” He said pouting. He reluctantly handed the drawing pad over to Kellen, hanging his head in shame and trying to hide his reddening face.

“Well... I do... but you know.” Kellen teased as he took the pad and looked at it. It wasn’t that bad. He smiled happily and walked back to his desk, carefully tearing the picture out. He grabbed a piece of tape and proceeded to tape the picture up next to bubbles bowl.

“Gah! Don’t put it on the wall!” He cried, his face turning an even darker shade of red. “It’s not good. .-. “ He said softly.

“It’s wonderful.” Kellen said honestly, stepping back and smiling happily, “nobody’s drawn me anything before.” He admitted.

“R..really?” Whisper looked up sheepishly. “I...I’m happy you like it.” He said quietly. “They must not draw you anything because they’re intimidated by your skill.”

“Mm, maybe.” Kellen said looking back at him and grinning. “Thank you.” His green eyes glittered and he placed his weight on his heels as he folded his hands behind his back. Whisper grinned, and opened his arms up, motioning for Kellen to come sit with him.
 

Kellen full out grinned and pounced on the demon, pushing Whisper down on his back, straddling him, playfulness in his eyes. Whisper fell back easily and rested his hands on Kellen’s lower back. He draped his tail over the boy’s shoulder, tickling him with the fluffy tip.

“Hey, Whisper... do you think...we can be... more than just friends?” Kellen asked curiously. Whisper looked up at him thoughtfully.

“I was hoping that we could be… I would love to be more than just friends.” He answered happily. “About what Adam said…” He trailed off, not sure how to phrase the question. He looked down, thinking over whether he should even bring it up.

“Yes?” Kellen asked calmly, leaning back and settling himself on top of the demon.

“Um…” Whisper started nervously. “Y...you had sex with me… because you like me… right?” He asked, his face turning a light shade of pink.

“Of course. I like you a lot. Like... in the category of love... even though we’ve only know each other for little while... I feel like we just... clicked... so... yeah.” Kellen nodded at his logic. Whisper grabbed the boy and turned over so he was leaning over him, his hands on either side of Kellen’s head. He smiled sweetly, leaning down and pressing his lips to Kellen’s for a moment before pulling away and touching his forehead to the smaller boy’s.

“You’ve no idea how glad I am to hear it…”

 

[Make Adam Proud and Skip]

 

Kellen just smiled and pushed himself up on his elbows, pressing his lips to Whispers again, tongue flicking out to touch his bottom lip. Whisper kissed him back glad for the opportunity.

“Mmm…” He moaned, running his fingers through Kellen’s soft fluffy hair. He ran his hand down Kellen’s back and up under his shirt to touch his smooth skin.
 

Kellen twisted their tongues together, leaning into the touch, his leg raising and gently pushing up into Whisper’s nono square, teasingly. Whisper lowered himself, letting Kellen’s leg press against his member, rolling his hips a couple times, craving the friction. He pulled his lips away from Kellen’s just long enough to pull the boy’s shirt over his head hastily before letting their lips collide again so he could continue to play with the smaller male’s tongue. He ran his hands down the brunette’s chest, teasing him as he ran his fingers over his nipples.

Kellen let out a tiny whimper and ran his hands down whisper’s chest and pushed his hands under the demon’s shirt, running his hands over the hard abs in pleasure. Whisper nipped at Kellen’s lip, moving down to kiss his neck and eventually down his chest, licking him every now and again. He ran his warm tongue over the boy’s now hard nipple, nipping at him gently before running his hands down to unbutton the boy’s pants slowly.

Kellen resisted the urge to push his hips up into Whisper’s hands, instead running a hand threw the demon’s dark purple hair. Whisper tugged at Kellen’s pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. He continued to kiss him mercilessly as he stroked his length gently.

“Nng ah, h harder, Whisper.” Kellen murmured his hips pushing up into his hand as he let his own hands drift down to Whisper’s pants, messing with the zipper for a moment before being