[Cenobite]

Fetch looked around the room as Trevor put names to the other faces. He glared at each and every one of them in kind. He couldn't move his legs but as Trevor began to fuck with his pants Fetch swatted at him with his hands. "Get the fuck away from me-" But his hands were quickly restrained. As the leader spat that venemous slur at him Fetch only laughed. There was one of the spirits that knew Trevor, but never really said anything, just watched over his descendant with a cold gaze.

"Real original, calling me the hateful thing that man used to call you? Once a Faggot always a fag, Trev, that shit doesn't wash off." But as the one man backhanded his brother Fetch yelped a bit. "Leave him alone!" He snapped. But as Trevor continued to undress him he got more and more nervous for his own safety. "You really gonna do this in the middle of a bar!?"

There was something off about Trevor though he couldn't put his finger on it. It was like the man had an unquenchable all consuming fire inside of him. Like eventually he'd either burn out like a lightbulb, or become a force to rival the sun. Fetch wasn't sure why he got that vibe from the crazy bastard but he did. Fetch tried to stay strong and not show any break in his composure but it was getting hard. He hadn't exactly been prepared for this. More for a beating, but not this.

[Esoterica]

David was getting more and more agitated by the moment. He had dreamt of a moment like this. Well not like this exactly but a moment where his brother could learn how he felt and he could at least know how much he meant to him whether they did anything forbidden or not. He had not expected Trevor was going to so royally fuck up this moment for him by taking it and twisting it into something dark and bizarre.

"What's the matter, Davey, don't you want Fetch? Haven't you been dreaming of this for years?" Trevor asked in a twisted voice.

"You know full well that this is not what I wanted. You are twisting our love and trying to turn it into something vile. Like you do everything you touch." David said condescendingly. "You are a sick son of a bitch, Trevor."

"You know what I am, you know what I am capable of. If you do not fuck your brother for me right now I will barbecue both of you. You know full well I will." Trevor informed the other man as he waved his hand summoning fire that he let dance dangerously off of his hands.

David knew he would do it too. He could not let the bastard hurt his brother. "All right damn it you son of a bitch." He moved over towards Fetch and started pulling down his pants, humiliated that this had actually turned him on.