Let's summon demons (closed)

Sebastian hesitated for a moment after Bryn protested. He didn't want to upset Bryn anymore, but after the injuries Bryn has sustained, Sebastian couldn't afford to listen.
"It's very weak, it's having a hard time breathing and can't really move on its own." The doctor nodded, stepping to the side and motioning for Sebastian go into her office. He stepped in, carrying Bryn to the table inside. He set Bryn down gently, staying by his side as the doctor started to check Bryn over.

Sebastian put his hand lightly on Bryn's but did nothing to stop the doctor. The doctor, after having pulled Bryn's shirt off to better examine his torso, finally stepped back.
"There's severe bruising, but it has nothing more serious than a few cracked ribs. I would suggest, however, to keep the roughhousing to a minimum for about six weeks if you want it to heal properly."
"Thank you, Doc." Sebastian sighed in relief that there wasn't anything more serious wrong with Bryn, but he was still concerned.

The doctor raised an eyebrow but said nothing when Sebastian didn't try to stop Bryn. Sebastian hastily grabbed Bryn's shirt from where the doctor had set it down, handing it to Bryn.
"Bryn, it's over. You can put your shirt back on," he said in a low tone so that only Bryn would hear him. Not wanting Bryn to hurt himself more, Sebastian helped Bryn into a sitting position so Bryn could put his shirt back on.

Sebastian was miffed. He really was concerned about Bryn's well being, and he was just trying to help. If he had been hurt like Bryn, the doctor would have done the exact same thing to Sebastian. Sebastian gave an exasperated sigh.
"Here," the doctor said, holding out two pill bottles; one white and one orange.
"What are these for?" He asked.
"The orange one is painkillers for the demon; the white one is migraine medicine for you."

Sebastian looked to the doctor, motioning to the door with his head. Nodding her head, she left the room quietly. Sebastian turned back to Bryn.
"You don't want to what, Bryn? Get better? Be here?" Sebastian moved closer to Bryn, putting his hand on Bryn's shoulder and speaking in a low tone.
"Be mine?" The last part came out as a whisper, but Bryn would definitely be able to hear it with how close Sebastian was.

Sebastian snorted.
"Not even a minute ago you were clinging desperately to me, burying your head in my shoulder." He put his hand on Bryn's shoulder again, this time tighter.
"You can't fool me, not after your little anxiety attack on the stairs. Just don't forget what you are." All of the guilt and shame from earlier were forgotten in the wake of Sebastian's pride and ego. He wasn't letting a demon manipulate him, not by a long shot.

Sebastian used the hand not on Bryn's shoulder to grab Bryn's chin, much like he had at the auction.
"Damn," he said, barely controlling his anger, "to think I was actually starting to feel sorry for you. You're lucky I'm the one who bought you; anyone else and you might have been dead already."

Sebastian might have been a spoiled brat, but he was no fool. He latched onto the voice crack.
"It seems you don't mind if you die. If you want to be with your people, I'll be more than willing to send you down there if it's so much better than with me. Of course, the way there would be… very painful." Sebastian slowly moved both of his hands towards Bryn's neck, as if to choke him out.
"It doesn't matter, really, if you die. There are plenty of well-behaved demons left in this world for me to buy."

Sebastian moved towards Bryn again, this time with a dangerous glint in his eyes. He was only a few inches taller than Bryn, but Sebastian seemed to tower over the demon. Slowly, he wrapped his hands around Bryn's neck, squeezing tighter and tighter. However, he didn't actually squeeze Bryn's neck hard enough to kill.
That didn't mean he didn't lift his demon off the ground slightly, to where Bryn would have to stand on the balls of his feet only.

When Bryn passed out, Sebastian near immediately loosened his grip and set Bryn down on the ground. He wasn't going to make things that simple. If this thing wanted to go home so badly, he would have to try harder than that. Picking Bryn up considerably rougher than before, Sebastian carried him out of the office, ignoring the doctor on the way out. He carried Bryn through the maze of hallways to another set of stairs, taking them two at a time to the third floor.
The third floor was Sebastian's playground, and he had just got a new toy to add to his collection.

(Sure- he'll find himself on a hard bed in a tiny room with a narrow ass doorway :)

Sebastian stepped into view, looking bored.
"I see you're finally awake. I was starting to worry I had actually given you what you wanted." He looked very different from the boy who had tried to comfort Bryn on the stairs; he had tried being nice and looked where that had gotten him.
"I wasn't planning on things turning out like this, but I guess that's what I get for thinking what happened when you first came into my home was anything but an act."

Sebastian rolled his eyes.
"Haha, very funny. I like it." He took another step forward, at the end of the bed by now. Behind his bored and snarky expressions thus far, Sebastian was actually hurt by what Bryn had done. He thought that maybe, just maybe, Bryn, and demons in general, were more human than Sebastian had been lead to believe. He had let himself be manipulated, and that was not okay,
"The only sad thing is that a small part of me wants to believe you."

This seemed to trigger something in Sebastian; he pounded his fist into the bed beside Bryn, eyes near-instantly tearing up.
"Hearts lie," He nearly screamed this, voice cracking.
Of course, they weren't the only thing that lied. A large part of Sebastian wanted to believe Bryn's apology; when Bryn had taken longer to wake up than Sebastian expected, Sebastian had straight up cradled Bryn's unconscious body, terrified that he had actually killed Bryn.
While Sebastian was nearly yelling at Bryn, a small part of him wondered why Bryn had held Sebastian's cheek. Maybe Bryn wasn't lyin- No. Sebastian couldn't think like that.

Sebastian pulled his fist away from the bed, pulling his sleeve up and rubbing his eyes vigorously. He sat down heavily on the bed, right next to Bryn, pulling his legs up to his chest and burying his head in his knees.
"Don't pretend to care," he muttered, no weight behinds his words.