temptation of a street rat (for merelyaladdin & obviousroyal) (complete)

[oftheblacksand]

Where: Aladdin's room
When: Evening
Who: Mozenrath, Aladdin and eventually Jasmine
What: Mozenrath decides to have a little "fun".
Warnings: Sexuality and violence. (Of the PG-13 variety, yay!)

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[oftheblacksand]

Allah damn that Street Rat. Mozenrath had been positive that he was the type to listen to his sex drive before paying attention to logic and reason. Time to give his best Princess Pout, his hands sliding down his chest.



"I'll be honest, I don't really want to study at all. I just wanted to be with you. If you don't want to I'll guess--"

He pulled back slightly to make it look like he would leave with hurt feelings. That should tug on his heartstrings.

[merelyaladdin]

It worked.

Aladdin slid his arms around Jasmine's waist, giving her a slightly apologetic smile. Although he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong, he hated seeing Jasmine looking upset. Before he worked out what the problem was and discovered how to fix it, he had to fix that.

"It's fine. Stay. I always like spending time with you."

[oftheblacksand]

That's better. He was playing the part of the gullible fool Mozenrath knew and loved hated so much.



"You do?" He smiled that big beautiful smile he knew could probably dazzle the vest straight off of him. Sliding his arms around his neck again, he pressed that small and soft body up against his muscles.

"Show me, Aladdin."

[merelyaladdin]

"Always," Aladdin promised. He would do anything for Jasmine and, when she smiled at him like that, it became even more apparent. Im fact, that smile left him utterly helpless. He had to kiss her.

[oftheblacksand]

When Aladdin kissed him it took all in his power not to burst into triumphant laughter, or bite down on his lip out of pure spite. No, his mission was clear. The real Princess would be coming in at any moment and he had to make this situation even more compromising.

As they kissed he slowly guided Aladdin back towards the bed, pausing only when the backs of Aladdin's legs touched the edge. He broke the kiss to look up at him with Jasmine's gorgeous eyes, hazy with pleasure and need.

"I need you, Aladdin... please, make love to me tonight." He ran his hands up his chest, along his neck, and stroked the hair along the back of his neck. How could he refuse such a sweet plea from his Princess?

[merelyaladdin]

At first, Aladdin didn't even realise that they'd moved. His legs hit the edge of the bed and, when Jasmine broke the kiss, he was left kissing the air for a fraction of a second before he realised what she'd said.

He couldn't refuse the plea. He couldn't refuse Jasmine anything.

"Are you ... are you sure?"

[oftheblacksand]

"Of course I am. I love you Aladdin, you're everything to me." Didn't she look so sincere and sweet? On the inside Mozenrath wanted nothing more than to burn that stupid look of of Aladdin's face.

All in good time. Patience. The reward will be well worth it.

He set his hands on Aladdin's shoulders, pushing down a little to encourage him to sit on the bed. Once he did he sat onto his lap and resumed that kiss - only this time with a bit more passion and tongue twisting.

[merelyaladdin]

He didn't even have a change to tell her that he loved her too.

Feeling both emboldened and a little dizzy from the kiss, Aladdin sat down on the bed and slid his arms around Jasmine's waist. She'd taken charge and Aladdin, ever devoted, followed her lead, first by returning the kiss and then by trailing his hands up her back.

[oftheblacksand]

Probably because "she" didn't care, Aladdin.

Mozenrath felt nothing for the street rat, not even in this position, nothing except the excitement for all the pain he expected to happen.

Speaking of, he'd sent Xerxes to signal him when Jasmine grew nearer. He felt the presence of his pet by the door. Glancing at Aladdin's eyes, they were closed and he was suitably caught up in his kiss. Now was the perfect time.

He shape-shifted back into his original form. By the time Aladdin realized he was sliding his hand over expensive fabric as opposed to bare back it would be too late -- the door was already opening.

And Mozenrath increased the passion in the kiss to make it look extra lusty.

[obviousroyal]

Jasmine had no clue what Aladdin could have wanted. Although, from the dismal sound of his message, she feared he may have learned something of what really happened with Mozenrath. But then again, his call for her may have been as simple as his need for some tutoring on his schoolwork.

Jasmine thought she covered her tracks pretty well, and lead Aladdin to believe there was nothing for him to worry about. So with all her heart, she was wishing for the latter possibility of his message to be true; although, she couldn't help but feel a tad angsty as she went to his door.

Funny... his door wasn't completely latched. She called his name, so softly it was inaudible to her own ears, no thanks to her nerves. She quietly tapped a knock on the door and pushed it open.

Never had Jasmine felt so sickened in her life. Utter disbelief froze her body, and time seemed as if it was standing still. There, on the bed, was her "true love" and "worst enemy", entangled in a passionate kiss.

Perhaps if she could think, she'd be angry at Mozenrath, knowing Aladdin would never do something like this; or she'd be angry at Aladdin for stooping so low. Or perhaps she would feel a tad jealous that Mozenrath was getting his attention and not hers; or jealous that Aladdin was getting attention from the other man, not hers.

That was if she could think. At that moment, everything was a standstill; her thought process, her emotions, the scene laid out before her... all of it, like a horrible snapshot.

"A-Aladdin? Mozenrath?!" She bleated out in a small, wavering, and hoarse voice.

[merelyaladdin]

Too late, Aladdin opened his eyes and realised the truth.

It took him a moment - a moment that felt like an eternity - to put the pieces together. Jasmine was standing in the doorway, a look of understandable horror on her face and ... no, it couldn't be!

"Mozenrath!" The shock was replaced with disgust a fraction of a second after it registered. Stricken, Aladdin tore himself away from the kiss. He should have realised that something was wrong, but he'd underestimated Mozenrath. He'd underestimated the depths to which he'd sink. He pushed, hard, against the sorcerer's chest. Anything to get him out of his lap and repair the damage he'd done.

"Jasmine, I didn't ..." he began, helplessly, "I wouldn't ..."

[oftheblacksand]

He laughed. Loud, cruel, and probably very familiar to the two of them. Xerxes was cackling as well as he floated in after Jasmine entered, back to the familiar spot of near his Master's shoulders.

He found his footing and stumbled back when he was shoved, wiping away a fake tear of amusement. "Why the shock, Princess? Were you really stupid enough to believe that you were my only pet? The street rat just hid it better than you ever did."

Yes, he was very obviously implying that this wasn't the first time he and Aladdin kissed. As well as implying that he and Jasmine had as well. His dark eyes sparkled with mirth, almost shivering at the delicious feel of pain and betrayal flowing between the two 'lovebirds'.

[obviousroyal]

She couldn't believe the situation she was in; it was much too surreal. Mozenrath had proven himself correct before, much to her disdain... was he telling the truth once again? Was he just messing with her pretty little head as usual?

Oh, how she wanted to believe Aladdin's helpless plea, but a twinge of doubt overtook the corners of her mind. Was she so caught up in her own emotional pain and confusion to not notice that Aladdin had been with Mozenrath as well? Or was she looking into this too deeply at the moment, due to that same exact internal war?

At Mozenrath's words, Jasmine's gaze shot over to Aladdin, filled with concern for his current well being, anger at the possibility he was lying, and fear that her own skeleton was out of the closet. Returning her gaze to the dark socerer, tears of utter confusion, loss, lies, and loathing began to well.

"You monster!" she screamed, as she ran towards him to stike him across his beautiful pale face.

[merelyaladdin]

At first, Aladdin was too disgusted to register what Mozenrath was actually implying. When he did put the pieces together, his expression made it obvious that he didn't believe a word of what his enemy had said. Why would he, when he was still rubbing his mouth with the back of his hand and trying to come to terms with the unexpected horror of his last deception?

He shook his head helplessly when Jasmine gave him a look that was as angry as it was upset.

"You have to believe me, Jasmine," he said, earnestly. Surely she couldn't think that he'd ever ... and with Mozenrath? Of all people? He balled his hands into fists. He didn't step forward to stop her from striking the sorcerer, but to back her up when Mozenrath attempted to stop her.

[oftheblacksand]

Jasmine was so upset that he saw her attack coming from a mile away. It was thus easy to sidestep, his arm hooking around her waist as she went past him. He pulled her in, her back to his front, and placed a kiss on her ear while purring low and intimate - but he made sure it was loud enough for Aladdin to hear him. "Oh, you believe him don't you? Just as much as he should believe in you."

In other words: Not at all.

When he did this maneuver his eyes never left Aladdin's face, his lips twisted up into a vicious smirk.

[obviousroyal]

Jasmine had slowly begun to realize that perhaps Aladdin was telling the truth. Between his voice and facial expressions, her doubts that he had been with Mozenrath were starting to fade.

The sensation of Mozenrath's body against hers, the kiss on her ear, and the bass of his smug purrs surprised her; though she should have expected no less of this vile, cruel, and undeniably sensual man. A dusty rose color began to rise to her cheeks, tainting her tormented face with a blush.

She could feel herself falling again, crossing that point of no return. Wide eyed, she looked at Aladdin, one of her tears finally ambling down her cheek. It was then, looking at his visage, that she could tell Aladdin was the truthful one. Disgusted with herself for ever doubting him and for her body still responding to Mozenrath, she tried to manuever her way out of the Lord's grasp; but it didn't work before and it wouldn't work now.

"Aladdin...!" Her voice was more of a plea for help than anything.