[C] Welcome to Zo

A soft chuckle met Silts ears in response to the insult.

After that, Dario made a point to appear behind Silt numerous times during the evening.

He'd nip at his shoulder.

He'd slap his backside.

He's push a finger or two into him.

Once he had even gotten daring and pushed a hand into his thong to stroke him a few times before padding away.

Dario was having his fun teasing Silt.

Dario's affections were met with different reactions, sometimes he got a moan, otherwise he got snarled out, it depended on how peevish the Demon was in that moment.

The hand in the throng set him off, now he was horny and he wanted to rile the human up.

He was returning to the bar with a tray of empty glasses when he spotted Dario bent over as he took orders.

He snuck up behind the man, grabbed a few icecubes and put his hand down the front of the man's thong, leaving the ice down there as a little present for him.

The demon quickly padded back to the bar and dried off his hand promptly, his hand had gotten a little too cold for his liking.

Dario inhaled sharply when the ice cubes were shoved down his thong.

The human shivered as he reached down to pull the ice cubes out of his thong and dump them on the floor.

This was war.

The next time he appeared behind Silt, one hand pushed into his thong to stroke him while he pushed three fingers into him deeply.

Then he wandered away, smirking to himself.

Silt practically fell back against Dario when he was attacked again, moaning deeply at the intrusion.

Thankfully his tray was empty because it clattered onto the table that he had been cleaning at the time.

His eyes narrowed as the man padded off, looking down at himself as the tip of his arousal poked up from beneath his thong.

If it was war that Dario wanted, it was war he would get. At least this would make the shift more enjoyable.

There was a moment when the two men were back to back as they took orders from tables opposite each other, at which point Silt's tail slide between Dario's thighs and up into his thong, coiling around his arousal and balls, squeezing him firmly before he finished his orders and moved away, his tail sliding away from his body, yanking his thong down as it exited.

Dario groaned softly as the man's tail curled around him and squeezed.

His hands snapped out to drag up his thong when it was yanked down.

Little shit.

Dario couldn't help but laugh.

The human's next attack came a few minutes later.

He was knelt down picking up pieces of a smashed glass when Silt moved past. His hands lashed out to grip the Demon, pulling him back. He leaned forwards, running his tongue over the man's member through the thong before nipping sharply at the sensitive skin.

Then he pushed Silt in the direction he had being going before and returned cleaning up the glass.

Silt hissed as his member was nipped but moaned as the soft burning of his skin set in.

A shiver chased through his body as he was pushed back to work.

Their little game had not gone unnoticed by some of the customers, he could hear a couple of women here for a hen's night giggling amongst themselves as they watched the two of them go back and forth.

Silt waited patiently and when Dario was up against he bar waiting for his tray to be refilled the demon came up behind him, his hand slipping into the man's thong and gripping his head firmly, his thumb baring down against his slit before pumping him hard and fast, chuckling as he grabbed his own tray and darted off.

Dario's hips rocked and he gave a little groan.

Damn.

All right. If Silt was playing like that, he'd play, too.

The human waited for his next strike.

Eventually, he found the perfect opportunity. Silt was leant over an empty table cleaning it up.

Dario came up behind him and planted a hand in the centre of his back, pushing him over so he was pinned against the table. His hips rocked against the man's exposed ass a few times before he disappeared again.

This game was definitely making up for the lack of tips.

Silt gave a soft whimper as Dario pulled away, panting softly against the table he had been forced down against.

He had enjoyed that a little too much and now all he could think about was having the man in his bed.

He gave a small huff and thought of a way to get the man back just as well.

He waited and waited, a few more hours dragged on, he wanted Dario to think he had won their little game before he struck again.

When he was standing against the bar waiting for more drinks Silt came up again, pinning the man against the bar, leaning up and kissing him deeply, his hands dipping down his thong as he pumped the man, caressing his balls firmly, once he was nice and hard Silt skipped back with a smirk, blowing Dario a kiss before he went back to his tables.

The human was confident that he had won this game.

Dario returned the kiss eagerly, his hand fisting in the man's white hair.

His hips rocked against the Demon's hand as he moaned softly in the  man's mouth.

When Silt skipped back he growled softly.

His eyes turned to the clock in the bar. Almost three in the morning.

All right then. Now was the perfect time for them to take a quick break.

Dario stalked forwards. His hand fisted in Silts hair and he dragged him into the back room. Dario sat on his favourite couch and dragged Silt down to kneel between his thighs.

"Suck me," he ordered, dragging the man's head closer to his clothed crotch.

The sound of Dario's growl made him purr softly, there was something about knowing the man was as frustrated as he was that was satisfying.

He gave a small struggle as Dario grabbed him by the hair but followed him obediently as he was dragged into the back.

He looked up at the human as he was forced between his legs, looking up at him with a purr as he leaned down and nuzzled against the man's crotch.

Slowly the thong was peeled away and his tongue swiped up the man's shaft as he was given the order.

His mouth watered as he gazed down as Dario's hardened member, licking his lips as he leaned down and took it into his mouth with a purr, he had missed it.

He pushed the Demon's head down, hips rocking up into his mouth.

He held Silt still, his nose pressed against his navel. He wanted the man to struggle. Gag and pant as he tried to adjust.

Silt wasn't going to have an easy time with this.

"That was a dickish thing to do."

His fingers ran through the Demon's hair as he continued to hold him in place.

Silt coughed around the intrusion as it was forced down his throat, which constricted around the man's member, causing him to gag loudly.

His hands gripped Dario's thighs tightly, his nails dragging against the skin, not enough to mark him but enough to make a point.

What he did may have been dickish but Dario had started it by pushing fingers into him and bending him over tables.

He tried to pull back but was met with Dario's firm hand keeping his head down as he choked.

If they were in privacy, he would have kept Silt there to struggle for much longer.

But they were in the middle of a crowded room. Shame.

His hand let go of the Demon's hair, letting him pull back.

"That game was fun."

As soon as his hair was let free Silt pulled back, coughing as his throat relaxed and he wiped the saliva from his chin.

"You were more cruel than I was."

He murmured, looking up at the man scoldingly before leaning back down and trailing his tongue over the man's length, lapping at him eagerly.

He took the man's head into his mouth and gave it a generous suck, nibbling on his tip before his tongue thrashed against it.

Silt's hand slid between the man's thighs, caressing his balls slowly.

Dario's lips curled upwards.

"Perhaps I was."

Dario prided himself in being cruel. Knowing he was more cruel than his submissive? Not an insult. Pretty far from reality, actually.

The human groaned softly as Silt returned to pleasuring him.

He took the man deep, brushing his nose against Dario's pelvis and bobbing a few time before coming up for air and paying special attention to the man's tip, lapping and nibbling at it.

"Just don't ever ice me."

He murmured as he took a moment to breathe before taking the man's length again, relaxing his throat against it as he bobbed his head hard and fast.

His throat vibrated as he groaned, he really was enjoying this while everyone was watching around them.

Dario nodded.

A hard limit. The first he could recall Silt giving him.

Dario, despite being a cruel person, did respect people's limits. He wanted them to want to come back to him.

Dario groaned, leaning back against the couch, making himself comfortable as Silt returned to pleasuring him.

The Demon had a sinful tongue.

Silt could work out the day's frustrations out like this, all the annoyance and tension eased out of him as he was brought down into a submissive state and given a task.

His mind honed in one it, bobbing his head eagerly as his throat relaxed, his tongue lapping against his shaft and top as his teeth dragged against the hardened flesh.

At the very least he could eliminate some of Dario's frustration and if he did well, he may be treated in return.

If not, well then at least he didn't have to worry about the man's anger being taken out on him.

Dario's lips parted in a soft groan as his hips rocked upwards into the Demon's mouth again.

His chest rose and fell in soft pants.

He could feel the heat bubbling up.

He was going to-

"Dario!"

Fuck.

The human sighed, eyes flickering open to watch the manager walking up to him. "Can I help you?"

"I've heard a lot of whispers about your behaviour tonight. What are you playing at?"

The human sighed. "Were they whispers or actual complaints about me?" he asked.

Hearing Dario's name shouted out made Silt roll his eyes, Bitch-Face, wonderful, and if this night hadn't been tedious enough.

He had heard the whispers too, but they were all about how hot the two of them were, constantly flirting and teasing each other, not once had he heard something negative being said.

The manager was still on his bad books so Silt ignored him as his tongue trailed
over the man's shaft and lapped at his head affectionately.

Silently he wondered that if he blew their boss whether or not he would fuck off and leave them alone.

"That is not the point."

The manager's eyes narrowed at Dario. "You know that personal relationships shouldn't be shown in the club. You and Silt flirting like that is unacceptable."

Dario sighed softly.

He was sick of this. Sick of always being in the wrong no matter what he did.

"I understand, sir."

Silt was rather defensive of Dario, he was really the only person in the overworld at the moment that he was friendly toward.

The demon purred as he pulled back, letting the man's arousal slide from his mouth, Dario wasn't going to get there with Bitch-Face bringing him down anyway.

He was in a position where being fired would be a bummer but there were other clubs he could work at if he wanted to, as such he took a step toward the manager.

His exposed body pressed up against the man's side as his folded arms rested against the man's shoulder, his head leaning against them as he licked his lips with a sensual purr.

"Aren't you going to scold me? After all, I was the one who started it. If there is anything I could do to make it up to you for disrupting you night, be sure to let me know."

"You're new here," the manager responded immediately. "You don't know the rules. He does."

His eyes turned to Silt as he stared into the Demon's gaze for a few long minutes.

"Get your human to behave," he responded quietly.

"When he behaves, we won't have any problems."

Dario's eyes slid shut and he sighed, rubbing at his forehead. The manager was such a pain.

The manager pulled away from Silt and turned around to leave.

Silt's lips quirked up at the man's response to him, staring back at him with amusement.

"I will keep him on a shorter leash."

He replied with a little wink as the man moved away from him.

Once the manager was gone Silt turned back to Dario, perching himself in the man's lap, pressing a kiss to his neck as he nuzzled against him.

"Don't worry about Bitch-Face, seems like all bark and no bite. Plus, if worst come to worse, I don't like taking the wrap, seems like you need this gig more than I do anyway."

"He doesn't bite often but when he does, it leaves scars."

Dario's arms wrapped around Silt, pulling him against his chest as he tilted his head back for the Demon to kiss his throat.

"I'm not too worried. He hates me but he hasn't fired me yet. I just have to play by the rules for the next few months."

He needed to play perfect employee from now on.