MINE.

Chapter 3: Bow for bows

Dion looked around the spacious quarters. He was right about it being a guest room. Minimally Furnished and though he couldn't see in the dark he knew his mother enough to know it was exceptionally clean. How strange it was that he could focus on that. Focus on his mother's words even his comforting scent. But when he didn't think of the empress his mind scrambled for clarity.
"Mama." He mutters  beneath his breath. He thought to beg or ask a bunch of questions to drag out the time but that seemed hopeless to man that only growls. Dion still wasn't sure if he had imagined the demon saying good boy but once again the thought had him tingling all over.

"What the hell is wrong with me." He mutters near hysterics.
Seemingly all out of options Dion pulls his legs towards his chest in an attempt to breathe through his terror. He watches the King without blinking as he walks about the room lighting oil lamps. Within a few minutes the dark room that was only illuminated by the moonlight coming in through the windows was replaced by warm light. It did a bit for Dion's nerves but definitely not enough.

The only time Dion is able to take a real breath is when the beast disappears into the bathroom. Left alone his mind races once again. Jump out the window? Break every bone in my body? Run to the door? He knew the demon would catch him in like three steps. Dion's a slow runner. His brothers have proved that much. Dion has lost any race he ever had and blames his short legs and heavy hair every time.

Movement in the room has Dion snapping his head up to watch the demon stepping out of the bathroom with a large bowl of water. The pieces of silk hanging around his neck and a towel draped from his shoulder.

What now? Does he plan to drown me? He thinks in annoyance. At this point the Omega is ready to get it over with whether the demon plans to have his way with him, drown him, tie him up, why is it taking so long?
Dion didn't care to ponder anymore so he lifted his chin and watched the alpha as he places the bowl onto the ground at the foot of the bed.
Dion tilts his head and watches intently at the way the beast moves. How strange is it for a blood thirsty demon to be so...so...tender. Even the way the yellow eyed alpha lays the silk strands down across the comforter. Dion fingers move to his neck where moments before the beast held him... beckoned him without words.

So when the Beast stands up to his full height Dion isn't so afraid. He sits back onto his hands waiting for the alphas next move no matter what it is. And when the alpha lifts his index beckoning Dion forward he does what's he's told like a good boy and crawls over to the alpha.

Dion stops crawling at the very edge of the bed waiting for the alpha kings next command. The demon reaches towards Dion's face while admiring his beauty again wrapping his fingers around Dion's throat just as gently as before. Once again the alpha leads the Omega without words. He guides Dion up to his knees and down onto his butt before releasing him. This confused Dion but he didn't panic even as the alpha bent down to wrap his fingers around the omegas ankle. He pulled Dion swiftly so he was at the very edge of the bed before crouching down before The omega.

Dion is stumped. He had never seen an alpha bend to an omega in this manner. His father the Emperor bent to the will of his Omegan wife often, but never like this. How could a ruthless bloodthirsty Demon Warlord King ever be described as gentle? But the alpha was gentle to Dion. Every single thing this alpha does surprises Dion so the omega doesn't flinch when the alpha takes his feet into his hands to wash.

The room quiet apart from the soft sounds of water trickling back into the bowl. After a few minutes Dion leans back on his hands to watch the alpha.

The omega considered at length all he had heard of the alpha's ruthless barbarism. Although, he very much looks the part of a barbarian with his mask and tattoos Dion's eyes began to see other things he hadn't noticed before. Like how soft the Demon Kings hair looked. His long dark hair looked cared for, it's shiny without being greasy and pulled back in a slick bun at the back of his head. And even the parts that were faded at the sides and back were well groomed and neatly trimmed. His ears are heavily pierced on both sides with rich looking gold and diamond hoops and studs. Dion found this especially sexy and for a moment considered reaching down to touch one of the finer looking diamond studs.