Landry's leg was shaking as he and Damien sat on the train headed from Lust to Pride. Noticing this, the incubus put an arm around the demon bunny's shoulders and pulled him in close. His heart broke a little as he felt that Landry's whole body was trembling slightly. He himself couldn't believe he was actually taking his boyfriend to fuck his pimp on camera. In the red latex outfit that he had bought for Landry. And he had to pretend to tolerate it.
He was happy that the demon bunny seemed to relax a bit in his embrace at least, but he was looking down sadly. "Hey Lan, no matter what happens there, I will be waiting for you at the end of the day. No matter what. And I'm going to see if he can get you out in time to come to the concert and then you can come meet the rest of the band after. Sound good?" The demon bunny nodded, still not looking up. "Are you coming to pick me up at V Tower? I know you probably have to rehearse..." Landry hated how pathetic he sounded. Like he was a child asking his parent to pick him up from school rather than taking the bus. "I can do that. It might guarantee you getting out on time that way then too. Ya know, if I'm actually there." The smaller demon nodded in agreement.
"I also want to come in to meet the prick when we get there and make my presence known, ya know. And see what he says about you moving out..." Landry looked at Damien now, eyes watering a bit and he suddenly jumped in his lap to hug him tightly. "Thank you for everything, Damien... you truly are an angel to me." The incubus smiled as he embraced the smaller demon with his large, muscular arms as if he could protect him from all the stressors in his life right now. "I'm no angel, but I'll always do my best to be there for you, Landry. I promise."
The announcement was made across the train that they had arrived in Pride. The demon bunny sighed as he gracefully got up from Damien's lap and they waited their turn among the other passengers to exit the train. They held hands as they walked towards V Tower. The larger demon let the smaller demon lead the way since he had only passed the obnoxious building a few times in his life, not typically venturing out to Pride often. There were some paparazzi around, but they just took sly photos and didn't get in their personal space at all.
Once they were at the sleek, modern doors of V Tower, Landry turned to Damien and gave him a long kiss. "We got this, Lan. You got this." Damien reassured when they broke apart for air. The demon bunny nodded and took a deep breath and let it out as they walked hand-in-hand into the building. Damien didn't know what to expect, but he wasn't exactly surprised to see posters of both Valentino and Angel in lewd positions lining the walls of the entrance hall.
Just as they were about to turn the corner into the studio presumably, there were high-pitched squeaking sounds and then yelling. "There you are you fucking worth—" The purple moth stopped yelling when he noticed Landry was not alone. "Worthy, amazing employee! How are you doing, conejito? And who is this you brought with you? You do remember I'm your scene partner today, right carino?" Valentino chuckled while showing all his fangs, his gold tooth shining under the lights. "This is Damien. He's dropping me off..." The incubus noted how the confidence had deflated from Landry as soon as Valentino appeared.
"I'm his boyfriend and—" Val held up his clawed hand to stop and cut off the incubus, giving a mocking laugh. "You're his what now? You do know he gets paid to fuck, right? Don't tell me you're the rockstar clown who paid for the past few days for him? And now you're... in love? All because he sucked and rode your dick well I'm sure." The incubus growled, which spurred the overlord on even more. "Wow, Landry. Maybe I underestimated you, baby. Having men fall in love with you after only a few days reminds me of Angel-cakes..."
The demon bunny couldn't help but roll his eyes, which he instantly regretted. "Oh, you think you're being cute, huh? We'll see how cute you are in the scene today then... save the attitude for then." Landry trembled a little, noting Val's frustrated expression and loss of accent. That was never good. "So tell your little boyfriend bye and come get ready for your close up, carino." Damien growled, blocking the demon bunny from Val's view, not wanting to let this chance go. "When will he be done today?!" Valentino's laugh cut through the air like knives. "Whenever I say he is, rockstar. If he does the scene perfectly, then we have no problemos. But even Angel has to re-work scenes several times to capture what we need. And he's a pro so your little amateur bunny could be here awhile. That's how this works."
The incubus was trying to take deep breaths to not absolutely lose it. "Will he be done before seven tonight?" Valentino just smiled again, talking through his teeth now. "Maybe. Maybe not. I would love to be done by then, but that's really up to Landry. Now—" Damien cut him off. "I'm not done. He wants to move out. I can get his stuff out by tonight. He would still work for you. Can we make that happen?" The purple moth was stunned for a moment and then laughed manically. "Wow, my little conejito really did a number on you, huh? Holy fuck! I almost want to see this play out. You see, all my sluts are the same. They want freedom and control, but when they get it, they fuck it up for themselves. That's why they need daddy to do the thinking for them."
Damien had to physically and mentally restrain himself from attacking the purple moth. The only things holding him back were Landry's fate and self-preservation. His long tail was swishing back and forth anxiously. "Can we make it happen. Or not." Damien said it through his teeth now, not unlike Valentino had. "Hm, I'm kind of invested in this little love story... I'll play... for a cost. You'd have to pay for him every single day he stays with you. Just like you did the past few days. I know you've got the money since your silly band seems to be on the rise, for now. Once you run out of money though when your band inevitably loses steam or you two break up, he moves back in. Whatever happens first. And he still works for me full-time. Does that sound fair to you, rockstar?"
Damien glanced over at Landry, looking for confirmation that it was okay. The demon bunny nodded, hiding his smile so Valentino wouldn't yell at him to wipe it off his face. Landry felt awful that the incubus would have to pay to spend time with him essentially though. And would he be able to afford that? And for how long? "Sounds fair. I don't foresee the band losing steam anytime soon and I got plenty of money that I couldn't think of a better use for than to get Landry out of this... establishment? And I'll be taking his things with me now. I'll also be here at six-thirty to pick him up. He's leaving at seven for sure though because he's got a concert to be at with me." Landry looked at Damien with awe.
"That isn't—" The incubus cut the moth off, refusing to let him get a word in edgewise. "It is how it's gonna work actually. You see, the paparazzi right out there that follow Landry and I around everywhere would love a new headline—I can see it now: "V Assaults Beloved Rockstar"—has a real ring to it, doesn't it? I bet Vox would love the media frenzy that would cause, hm?" Val simply growled and squeaked at the incubus. "Oh, and if there is so much as a hair harmed on his head, I may just go official with our relationship to the media and let them know how he is treated here. And we'll just see how that goes over with the fans, which is most of the population of Hell. That's what happens when you can fill stadiums now, which we'll be playing in one next week actually. But you wouldn't know about that, right? Sorry, I should let you all get to work. I know time is money after all. For you all, anyway. Is his room this way?" Damien casually gestured to the other hallway, as if he hadn't just been challenging the authority of an overlord.
"Landry. Show him to your room, get your ass ready, and then get the fuck on set." Valentino practically spit the demands at the demon bunny. Landry stood stunned for a moment, shocked at what had just happened. "Now! We don't have all fucking day!" The dancer jumped and quickly ran over to Damien and showed him to his room as the moth stormed over to the studio. They found Landry's door with a star that had his name written in cursive on it.
"Hang on. I have a pet hellsheep by the way. Is he okay to come too?" The incubus smiled. "Of course! The more the merrier. I'm just thrilled you'll be able to come at all. I didn't know how that was all going to play out..." The bunny demon nodded and nonchalantly gestured to a camera videoing the hallway, indicating that he couldn't discuss much about Valentino here. Damien picked up on the queue and watched as Landry slowly opened the door and they entered the room.
