Demon Babysitters and Their Cats

Thanks to everyone that took the time to leave a review and encouraging me to continue!

Also... to Jane Silver's question, at this time there are no legal bondings allowed between members of the same gender in the state of Connecticut, so I'm most likely going to leave it at that for now.

Chapter 4

The three of them departed the directorial wing of the building and headed back towards the library. Just as they were about to walk through the heavy oak doors, Abe stopped suddenly and looked back at his friends. “Perhaps it is time you rested,” he gently suggested to John.

Myers looked stunned. “But we have to figure out a way to fight against Lilith. Didn’t you just say that tomorrow she would be at her peak?”

“Yes, but I am sure that a few hours of rest from yourself will not set us back too greatly. I will take the time organize the material and when you are feeling refreshed you can help me search through the information.”

John looked like he was about to protest again, but Hellboy jumped in before he was able to say anything. “C’mon, ‘Scout. It’s just for a few hours. It’s already pretty late, and what good will you be to us if you’re running ragged tomorrow?”

The agent pursed his lips together but couldn’t argue with reason. “Fine. But only for the sake of the baby,” he muttered as he turned towards Hellboy’s residence. Red hurried after the retreating man after making quick eye contact with Abe. When the two of them were inside the large room, Hellboy locked the door behind him and quickly swallowed John up into a firm hug.

John wrapped his arms around Hellboy’s midsection and rested his head against the powerful chest. He could hear the steady beating of his lover’s heart. In turn, Hellboy easily rested his chin on top of John’s head and cradled the slighter body against his own. They stood like that for several minutes, in quiet contentment.

Hellboy was the first to break the silence.

“How’s mommy feeling? Did you… Oomph!”

Red pouted as he rubbed his shin where John had kicked him. But his petulant expression was wasted as his lover had his back turned to him. He followed John into the bed and snuggled close again. “I was just teasing,” he mumbled.

John scowled. “You better never call me that in public, Hellboy. Or I’ll kick more than your leg next time.”

Hellboy pouted some more, but knew that it wasn’t having any effect on the man, so he changed tactics. Slowly, he began to nuzzle his nose against the crook of John’s neck and inhaled. He absolutely loved the smell and feel of the skin there. When Myers began to turn his neck away to give him easier access, Hellboy knew he had the man hooked.

He started kissing and licking the soft skin, eliciting sounds of soft purring from John. Knowing that his lover was thoroughly distracted by now, he stealthily began to undress the man. John unconsciously complied as he let himself get divulged of his tie, shirt and pants. Carefully, Hellboy leaned the nearly naked body down to the mattress and broadened the area of his kissing and licking to the smooth chest. As he did so, he felt slender fingers lace through his hair and traced along the remains of his horns.

Hellboy hated it whenever anyone looked at his horns, never mind *touch*. But he discovered that he easily gets turned on whenever John touched them. The man always treated them with reverence, and handled them gently and with care. Now was no exception. The leather pants that Hellboy wore felt very tight all too suddenly.

But for now he ignored his urges, intent only on pleasing John. His lips brushed across a nipple and the man gasped, arching his back in want. Hellboy decided to concentrate his efforts onto the pink nub and flicked his tongue assertively across the sensitive flesh. Myers writhed harder and moaned louder under the ministrations. After a few minutes of working out the nipple, Hellboy moved across the hairless chest and started to work on the other.

Once he had that nipple swollen also, he released it and slowly kissed the warm skin down the sternum and towards the flat plane of the taut stomach. Hellboy paused briefly when he reached the naval and studied the surface intently. He used his flesh hand and started caressing the area gently, although he wasn’t sure exactly what he was palpating for. A slight softening of John’s torso can be detected, but just barely. It wasn’t so much as a small bump, but a very slight curve had developed. When he heard chuckling, Hellboy looked up sharply at his lover to see what was so funny.

John had cocked his head up and was smiling at him. “You have such a school-boy look of fascination on your face.”

“It’s just so amazing,” Hellboy replied in awe and he softly brushed his nose and cheek against the abdomen. “Just thinking about my child being in there… *inside* of you is such a turn on. Is that perverted?”

“Nah. I think you’re confusing that with virility. I mean, c’mon Red…you’ve done the impossible and got a guy pregnant.” Myers snickered louder. “How much more sexual potency can one get?” The laughter died suddenly and became a soft gasp of pleasure when Hellboy started palming the tent that had formed in John’s boxers. He expertly fondled the hard cock and testicles that was separated from his touch by a mere piece of thin cotton. Myer’s legs instinctively spread further apart and his body started to gyrate into the hand that brought so much pleasure up his spine and to the core of his being.

“Let’s take this off and get you naked,” Hellboy murmured into John’s ear. The man lifted his ass up and allowed for the flimsy material to be removed from his body. Without the barrier of cloth his cock immediately fell back against his stomach, hard and erect. Hellboy made himself comfortable on the mattress and settled himself between John’s strong thighs. In one swoop he was able to easily engulf the pulsing organ into his mouth. Myers cried out and arched his groin to drive himself deeper into Hellboy’s throat.

With a hot, moist mouth around his cock and a warm hand playing with his balls, John felt like he could very well shoot at a moment’s notice. “Red,” he panted. “I’m getting really close. I think I’m gonna cum.”

Hellboy encouraged him vocally, but since his mouth was full of cock, his reply was converted into a series of vibrations that coursed along John’s organ. This was his end. White lights exploded behind Myers’ eye sockets and a surge of blinding energy shot up his body and out of his limbs. His fingers grasped tightly at the material of the bed sheets and his toes curled in ecstasy. Semen erupted from his cock as a loud cry did from his mouth, and Hellboy eagerly swallowed up the former and thrilled in the latter.

He continued to lap at the softening dick, until John began to whimper from the over stimulation. Reluctantly, Hellboy released it from his mouth and kissed his way back up to the revered stomach. “Are you happy in there little one?” he whispered to the microscopic entity inside.

John was panting hard and was too busy catching his breath to hear the softly spoken words. When Hellboy straightened and stretched out beside him, the human snuggled close and let himself be embraced. “What about you?” he asked his demon lover. Hellboy could tell the man was nearly half asleep but the concern was apparent in the blue eyes.

“Don’t worry about me,” Red smiled. “Go to sleep and take care of baby. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“Promise?” came the sleepy slur.

“Promise.” And Hellboy did as he vowed he would and stayed where he was; ready to greet his lover when the man awoke.

>>>>>

John slowly stirred awake and buried himself closer to the warm object behind his back. There was even breathing against his neck so he knew that his live pillow was still asleep. A gentle mew caught his attention and he opened one eye to stare into the furry face of a cat. The feline mewed again and then proceeded to clean herself. Yawning and amused, John glimpsed over to the digital clock on the bedside table and abruptly sat up in alarm when he saw that it was already 7 o’clock the next morning.

Hellboy snorted awake at the sudden movement and instantly became alert when John leapt out of his embrace and out of bed. “’Scout?” he asked sleepily. “What’s going on?”

“Dammit Red,” John cursed as he looked around for some clean clothes and boxers. “You let me sleep for too long. I’ve been in bed for almost nine hours!”

Yawning loudly, Hellboy scratched himself and landed his head back onto a pillow. “You wouldn’t have slept for so long if your body didn’t need it,” he retorted. “What’s all the stress about anyway?”

Myers hopped in place as he pulled some black pants on and buttoned up a crisp white shirt. His eyes scanned the room in search of his tie from last night. “I’m supposed to be helping Blue research on Lilith. We don’t have much time to prepare for tonight’s plan of attack.”

Hellboy suddenly sat up again. “Whoa there Squirt. Who said anything about you coming along? You’re just doing research and that’s it. I don’t think my heart can handle an encore of last night.”

John paid him no attention as he fixed his tie in the mirror. “I’ll see you later,” he said as he hurried towards the door. He had the knob in his hand and the door opened a few inches when something abruptly shut it closed. Surprised he looked at the source and saw a red hand made of stone placed flush against the wooden panel. “Red?” he questioned.

“I meant what I said,” was the serious response.

“What about what we talked about just last night?” Myers questioned frustratedly.

Hellboy made a point of looking to his left, then to his right, and finally over his shoulder. “I don’t see anyone else in here, do you? Unless you’re worried about what my cats might think of you.”

John glared at him. “I have a job to do,” he stated firmly.

“And that’s exactly why I’m letting you go help Blue do research,” Hellboy agreed. “But, in case you’ve forgotten, you’re not allowed to go out on field missions anymore.”

“Excuse me? ‘Letting me’?” John asked incredulously. “What am I? Your child? I don’t need your permission to do what I want.” The man could feel his blood beginning to boil and he didn’t know why he was acting so irrationally. Normally, he would have had no problem talking his lover into seeing things his way. But today he just wanted to pick a fight for no apparent reason at all.

Unfortunately for him, Hellboy was in the mood to humour him.

Golden eyes narrowed dangerously and a thick red finger poked him in the chest. “Actually, my child just happens to be inside of you, and as it happens, it does need my permission to do anything. Since you just happen to be carrying it around for the moment, you’re gonna have to do what I say until you spit it out. Do we have an understanding here?”

John was caught utterly speechless; all words just simply escaped him. Then, to his horror, he broke down and started bawling. Hellboy looked even more horrified as he watched his lover suddenly started to cry. From lion to lamb he became, and quickly he wrapped his arms around the sobbing man in an attempt to calm him.

“Oh damn. I’m so sorry, John. I didn’t mean to sound so harsh.” Hellboy mentally kicked himself in the ass. “I just freak out when I think about what might happen to you. I’m such a prick, I’m so sorry. Please don’t cry,” he pleaded.

“I j.just wanted to h.help,” Myers hiccupped. “I d.didn’t want t.to just s.sit here like an i.invalid.”

“Aw Babe, no one will think you’re an invalid,” Hellboy crooned. He found a t-shirt lying around and used it to wipe the tears dripping from John’s eyes. “Even Manning agreed that you should just stick to desk work.”

John was much calmer now and took deep breaths. “I just want to see this mission through. What are we going to tell the agents if I just up and left them in the middle of a case?” He looked beseechingly up at the red demon. Hellboy took in the mussed up hair, the glimmering eyes, and the rosy nose and cheeks of his lover. He looked so adorable, how could he deny John anything?

Hellboy sighed in exasperation. “Alright, fine,” he grumbled. “I’ll let you complete this mission, but…” he continued when the look in John’s eyes brightened, “as soon as the final mission report for this is typed out and on Manning’s desk, you will absolutely not be allowed on any more field missions. Is that clear?” Hellboy tried to look stern and desperately tried to keep the grin that threatened to crack open from showing.

“Crystal,” Myers exclaimed. He stood on his toes and kissed Hellboy soundly on the nose. “I gotta get going now though, Abe is probably wondering what happened to me.” John stepped out of the warm embrace and without another word opened the door and rushed towards the library. Hellboy sighed again, and reached over for his comm badge.

“Blue?”

“Yes Hellboy?” the response came in a few seconds later.

“There’s a kitty on his way over. Please take care of him.”

“Of course, Red.” The amusement was apparent in the aquatic man’s voice.

>>>>>

Abe smiled and placed his comm badge away when he could hear the doors to the library open. He smiled wider when Myers stepped through and headed directly for him. “Good morning, John,” he greeted the man.

“Morning Abe. Sorry if I kept you waiting,” he apologized. “I slept longer than I had anticipated. I guess I was more tired than I thought.”

“Do not hesitate to take rest where you can. You must not exhaust yourself,” Abe warned him. He took in the flushed appearance of the young agent. “Is everything alright?” he asked.

“I think I had a mood swing before I left Red’s room,” John sheepishly admitted. “We’re still good though. Nothing to worry about.” He gestured to the neatly stacked books and the small pile of notes beside them. “You’ve been busy.”

“Yes, I was able to accomplish quite a bit of work last night. I even had time to slip into the kitchen and steal myself some treats,” Abe stated enthusiastically. He reached over for the glass jar sitting beside him, which was hidden behind the tower of texts. Gleefully, the merman opened the lid and retrieved himself a morsel of good eats.

Rotten eggs.

John caught a whiff of the pungent odor that escaped from the container and a sudden attack of nausea overcame him. He dropped the book he was holding to cover his mouth with his hands as he desperately searched the room for something to up heave into. Detecting a garbage can nearby, John quickly hurried over to it and stuck his head into the container. His body dry heaved aggressively despite the fact that there was very little in his system to empty.

Fatigued from the episode, and his torso feeling cramped, John wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and sat back with a sigh. Abe had rushed over and was kneeled on the floor next to him, feeling very much guilt ridden.

“John, are you alright? How insensitive of me, I was so excited by the prospect of eating those eggs I had completely forgotten that you can not be exposed to strong smells.” Abe went and brought him a glass of water and proceeded to promptly fret over him until Hellboy showed up.

“Why are we sitting on the floor there?” Hellboy raised an eyebrow and eyed the other two. “Wouldn’t the chairs be more comfortable?” He paused when he noticed how pale John looked. “’Scout? What happened to you?” He hurried over and kneeled down next to his lover.

“I inadvertently caused a nausea attack when I started eating my eggs in front of him,” Abe responded. He looked remorseful and it didn’t help that Hellboy sent a glare his way.

“I told you to look after him, not make him sick.”

Myers tiredly looked from one demon to the other and sighed loudly. For all the care and concern for his welfare the two exhibited, it seemed a bit ironic that they appeared to have forgotten that he was there. “Guys,” he started weakly, “I’m fine. I’m sure it’s just a bit of morning sickness. It’s one of the symptoms isn’t it?” he asked Abe.

“Maybe you should go back to bed,” Hellboy suggested worriedly.

“Hellboy!” John stood up and started to walk back towards the books. “I said I was fine and I mean it. I don’t feel sick, I don’t feel faint... I just threw up plain and simple. And now I feel fine.” He paused and eyed the still opened jar of rotten eggs warily. “Uh, Blue… maybe you can close that jar up?”

Abe made a sound of self-reproach and quickly did as requested. He looked up to see man and red demon staring tensely at each other. “Guys, I am going to finish this off in my water chamber. I feel I need to rest for a bit and regroup for tonight.” He pointed his attention to John. “My notes there should be self-explanatory. Have a look over them and come find me when you are done. We shall brainstorm together and see what we come up with. I already have some ideas but I would like to hear your input first before coming to a conclusion.”

“No problem, Blue.”

“Please do not overdo yourself,” he reminded. Myers rolled his eyes at him and, after grabbing a hold of his precious eggs, Abe left the two lovers alone.

“You’re gonna read over all of that?” Hellboy asked as he watched the man begin to leaf through the not un-substantial pile of notes.

“Mmm hmm…” John was already engrossed in what he was reading and was in a world of his own.

“Did you want breakfast or anything?” Hellboy offered. He didn’t like being ignored by John so easily. “I can bring you some. Cereal? Eggs? Pamcakes?” He grinned at his own wittiness.

“Hmm? Oh, coffee would be nice.”

Red frowned. “Aren’t you supposed to be eating for two now ‘Scout?”

“I’m not hungry right now, Red. Just coffee, thanks,” John murmured absently as he flipped to the next page.

“Should you be even drinking coffee? I heard that caffeine isn’t good for pregnancies. Maybe I should check with Blue first…”

“It’s just one cup, Hellboy.”

“Maybe I can find some tea instead…”

“Red!” John finally looked up exasperated. “If you can’t do something as simple as getting me a cup of coffee then stay out of my way and don’t bother me at all. I have a lot of work to do here and would appreciate some peace and quiet.”

Luckily, there was no one else in the library to see the 6’9” demon berated by a slight human almost a foot shorter than him. Only the ticking of the second hand of the large overhead clock can be heard over the flipping of pages as Myers promptly ignored his lover.

Hellboy shifted uncomfortable from one foot to the next. “I think I’ll go get us some coffee,” he carefully replied, not wanting to set off another bout of bad temperament.

“Thank you.”

Without another word, Hellboy quickly, and quietly, hurried out of the large room and headed straight for the cafeteria. His nerves were running shot and it wasn’t even noon yet. Unwilling to further upset his partner, Hellboy made sure to make the coffee exactly as he knew the human liked it. As an afterthought, he also grabbed a slice of key lime pie. Although it was too early in the day to be eating desserts, he knew that John loved the stuff and hopefully this will soften the man back to his sweet self.

Silently he let himself back into the library and found John seated behind a large work desk. A small frown had formed on the young agent’s face as the man was deep in concentration. Gently, he placed the steaming mug down to the table, and the dessert plate next to it. Myers thanked him distractedly and reached out for the coffee, but the hand paused when it wavered over the pie plate.

“Key lime pie?” John asked confused.

“I thought you might want something to snack on,” Hellboy told him nervously.

“I love key lime pie,” John mentioned softly.

“I know. That’s why I brought you some.” Myers looked up suddenly at Hellboy, his blue eyes shining with unshed tears. Red froze in panic. “You don’t have to eat it if you don’t want to,” he blurted. “Oh man, please don’t cry,” Hellboy begged.

“I’m sorry,” John sniffed. “It’s just that, you’re so thoughtful. I love you.”

“Oh? Oh… I love you too,” Hellboy repeated, relief washing over him. He picked up the fork and fed the man a bit of the pie. John took the pro-offered bite into his mouth and licked the crumbs off of his lips with his tongue. He closed his eyes and made a soft sound of pleasure as he swallowed the sweet substance. Hypnotized, Hellboy watched the blissful expression on John’s face and the way that tiny piece of pink flesh glistened across full lips.

When John opened his eyes again, there was a sparkle of mischief in them. “I like having dessert for breakfast,” he whispered.

“I like watching you eat dessert for breakfast,” Hellboy mumbled stupidly as he fed the man more of the pie. Each time Myers took a forkful into his mouth, the demon eagerly awaited for the small tongue that poked out each time. All too soon, the last bite of the dessert was fed and the plate was empty, save for some crumbs.

“That was so good,” John grinned and took a long sip of his coffee. “Oh, this is good too,” he murmured as the hot flavourful liquid washed down his throat. He closed his eyes again and gleefully enjoyed his drink.

Hellboy gulped. Since when did watching Myers eat become so erotic? John never made those sexy expressions or sinful sounds before. And now here he was, hard as hell just from watching the man drink coffee? “I better get going,” Red stuttered. John blinked up at him innocently. “Uh… I need to… go do something,” he finished lamely. “I’ll be back in a few hours.”

John watched in confusion as Hellboy seemed to hurry out of the library. Shrugging, he set aside the rest of his coffee to be enjoyed later and found his last place in the notes.

According to Abe’s carefully written work, a common practice among the Hebrew was, indeed, to place pregnant women and newborn infants in the presence of magical amulets. Flipping through the next several pages, he found photocopies of such charms taken from the Kabbalah and Sefer Raziel. As the sources of Lilith’s origin were Hebrew, it was only logical that the examples of these amulets contained the star of David, surrounded by a circle, as well as the names of the three angels, as Abe had mentioned last night. The translations of ‘Adam and Eve excluding Lilith’ were even inscribed on a more than a few of the illustrated charms.

Incantations and invocations to the three angels were also commonly utilized. In fact, this practice continued on for as late as the early nineteenth century in many cultures. John found an old photograph of such manuscripts, written in Hebrew. Without a thought, he photocopied it and ran to the nearest phone.

Rabbi Hillel requested that the copy of the manuscript be faxed to him and he would reply with the translations as soon as possible. About two hours later the fax came in and John found himself on the phone again with the Rabbi.

“Agent Myers, I must admit that this is a most unusual request. It is not often that I come across such incantations in this day and age.”

“Yes, I know Rabbi. I really appreciate the time you’ve spent on this. But may I ask another question of you, Rabbi?”

“Of course my child.”

“Are these amulets still in use?”

“Few people believe in such superstitions anymore. However, I understand there are a few shops of mystical nature in some of the older districts, particularly within the Jewish community. That may be a good place to start.”

“Thank you again, Rabbi.” John scribbled this down onto a scrap piece of paper to give to another agent.

“I surmise that you plan on using this tonight most likely?”

“As a matter of fact, yes,” John answered in surprise. “How did you guess that?”

“I understand that tonight is the new moon.”

“Yes,” he carefully confirmed.

“I suggest you look up the book of Isaiah, chapter 34, passages 14 and 15, my child. It may come in handy.” Myers mentally engraved what the Rabbi said, although it made no sense to him. He thanked the man and went in search of Abe.

He found the aquatic being floating upside down in his water chamber. John stood quietly by the thick glass and waited patiently to be noticed. When Abe saw him, he grinned wide. “This sure beats gravity,” he joked. John grinned back and proceeded to tell Abe about what he found via his notes and his conversation with the Rabbi.

Abe looked thoughtful. “I believe he is making a reference to the passage that is most commonly thought to be referring to Lilith. It reads ‘Wildcats shall meet with desert creatures, goat-demons shall call to each other; there too Lilith shall repose, and find a place to rest. There shall the owl nest and lay and hatch and brood in its shadow.’”

John tried to make sense of the passage and was lost in thought. Then, his stomach suddenly growled, causing Abe to look up sharply.

“When was the last time you ate?” Blue demanded.

“Um,” Myers looked at his watch. “About six hours ago?”

“You need to eat, John,” Abe chided. “Your body requires proper nutrients to nourish your child.

“I know, I’ve just been so caught up with the research,” John admitted. “I’ll go grab something to eat now,” he promised.

“Please make sure that you do. In the meanwhile, I am going to ponder upon that passage for a little while longer.”

Myers nodded and headed off to the cafeteria as promised. Even though his stomach was growling at him for food, nothing behind the glass partitions appealed to him. He was about to settle for just a plain ham and cheese sandwich when something caught his eye…

Key lime pie.

>>>>>TBC... Feedback appreciated!

References:

Kabbahal: a doctrine of esoteric knowledge concerning God and the universe. Considered part of the Jewish Oral Law and includes the understanding of the spiritual spheres in creation, and the rule and ways by which God administers the existence of the universe.

Sefer Raziel: An influential book of scholarly magic. Thought to be given to Adam by the angel Raziel.