Off With Your Hand (tags: Sinbad and Dimitri)

Kent chuckled as his eyes lazily traveled over the man's body, "I'm afraid we've never been introduced...what did you say your name was?" He asked knowing full well that it hadn't been given yet. He stepped closer towards the man and held up his knife, "Me on the other hand, well I just love to meet new people...especially those who look as fine as you do." He said with an insinuating smile before he gripped the man roughly by the neck with his free hand. "Who sent you?" His hand tightened on the man's throat as he spoke, barely giving the man room to breathe. "You don't tell me and I start cutting off body parts, I'm sure there are sharks in the water who'd love to have a taste of your flesh. Or better yet, maybe I'll start eating you myself...after all I haven't had a good meal in centuries." Kent said with a wide smile.

Kent sneered at the name, "Captain? Well isn't that cute?" He drawled as he pulled Sinbad closer against him, the knife against his cheek. He drew a fine line under Sinbad's right eye, causing blood to well up from how sharp the knife was, "I'm sorry?" He asked with amusement clear in his voice as he studied Sinbad with dark amusement. He jerked as Sinbad cut at him with his sword, the sword merely causing minor damage as Sinbad had been too weak to do much more then that. He released Sinbad with a curse and then threw his knife into Sinbad's shoulder causing him to fall to his knees. "You really shouldn't have pissed me off Captain." He said in a sing song voice as he stepped towards him and twisted the knife in Sinbad's shoulder causing the man to cry out in pain. He bent down and grabbed the knife before he roughly pulled it out, Sinbad was bent over in pain and wasn't able to stop Kent from using the same knife in his hand to swiftly cut off the hand that had held his sword.
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Sinbad quickly realized his mistake after he attacked Kent. Kent was brutal, there was no other word for it. The knife that got buried into his shoulder, hurt far more then how he had been expecting. He collapsed to the ground with a pained expression, "You....sick-" He broke off with a cry as Kent twisted the knife in his shoulder. The pain exploded and he gritted his teeth, fighting the urge not to scream. The pain grew even more as Kent ripped out the blade, Sinbad could barely even move at that point. He wasn't able to stop his screams when Kent cut off his hand though, all he knew was absolute pain. His body barely able to cope as he fought not to faint right there. Once Dimitri arrived however, he felt relief fill him, "I....I wasn't expecting that....I have never been so happy to see your face." He somehow managed to say to Dimitri, his voice sounding thin and raspy to his ears. The feeling of Dimitri healing his hand made him hiss in pain, "Fuck...that bastard." He growled, wondering why he was still in pain.

"Hush," Dimitri softly mumbled to Sinbad, his tone holding something soft and tender to it, but only in a way the Pirate would be able to tell by. Still, his eyes didn't mvoe away from his taks at hand, silently starting to feel panic rsie within him when he didn't feel the pain fade from the othe,r not even a little. He ahd always been bad at the healing magic, but always know the right strings to pull when it cmae to the souls he owned. But now... nothing helped! Wait, the knife... Gritthign his teeth as relisaztion hit him, he glared over at Kent, a low, dangerous growl emitting from his throat threatingly at what he said and did. He was tempted to cut the man's tounge out, along with his own limbs and then force it down his own throat. He wanted to KILL this creeatuer! But, he if anyone should know that a creature like Kent, could only get killed by the same person who summoned him. And in this case, only Aurora had that power. Dimitri couldn't waste energy on revenge, right now he could only afford to waste in on Sinbad.
"Good luck staying on in one piece," was Dimitir's calm come back, giving the man one ast hateful glare before turning back to his own human.
Fuckng hell... where the fuck had the mad man managed to find a cursed knife liek that? Had Aurora actully given him toy of that much power? He'll defentily have a tlak with the dragon later. But first...
Cursing to himsel,f he realized there was only one thing for him to do right then. "Hey, focus on me, don't pass out," he firmly orderd Sinbad, holding his fac with one hand while the other still held his wounded arm reste don his lap. Offering the Captain a rare, genuine smile, Dimitir inhaed deeply, closing his eyes as he prepared himself. And then, leaning forward until their lips lighty brushed, he breathed out, a green, fog like steam passing between their lips, and behind inhaled by the pirate. Feeling part of his own life source being sucked out of him, Dimitri started to feel a bit faint himself, but not enough to pass out or lose focus. ...for his own sake, both fo them knew he shouldn't do this... but Sinbad was an exception, so there.

Dimitri had almost lost his concentration at Sinbad's words, but luckily didn't allow hmself to be interupted during process, even if the human has genuinely surprised him with his words. It's not that he didn't know... aftwr all these time togheter, even a being like Dimitri could understand the affection and foundness that ahd grown between them, but still... Why was he syaing it now, in such heartbroken way? Must be the pain fogging up his mind... Of course, that's it. Dimitri still didn't understand the whole meaning of 'human emotions' after all, even if he had started to 'feel' some of it himself, it still didn't make much sense to him.
As he pulled back, he inhaled sharply again, as if suddenly having no air left in his own lugns. Well... sadly enougb this was the bets he could offer Sinbad for now, but at least the guy wouldn't suffer from the pain... for now, that is. He scoffed at the women's whisper, just about to say something back when Sinbad instead pressed their lips into firmer and proper kiss. No objections whatsoever came from the demon at this gesture, who only closed his eyes and returned the kiss, but in a surprsingly gentle manner, as if still afraid he'd end up hurting the other. "I'm your master, I don't have to do anything," he pouted childishly after pulling back. Glancing down, Dimitri's eyes travelled down Sinbad's arm once again, frowning deeply as it landed on the cut off limb. Yeah, he'll defnetily have a talk with that dragon...
"Come on, I need to fix you up," he mumbled, stadning up on slightly trembling legs, gently pulling Sinbad up along with him too.

Seeing the other deep wound on Sinbad's shoulder, only made the demon frown more, immediately reaching out a placing his hand gently on it. The reasons and need to kill that man again was only rising, making the blood within the demon boil. Losing his temper like this wasn't normal for him... but for fucks sake, NO ONE messed with his things, but himself!
He didn't feel like answering Sinbad's question, and would've probably brushed it off as nothing for the man to worry about, if Sinbad hadn't beaten him to it. Well, the human did know him better than most after all... These past years, Dimitri had even found it bit trickier to lie to him. "Enough," was his curt answear, avoding eye contact as he forzed himself to straighten up and look as if he wasn't so affected by this. "Now come on, fixking you up comes first, I'll be fine," he insisted, turning around to start walk, well at least trying to, seeing as he only sutmbled over himself. Fuck... Now they were both slow.