Here we go... Don't really like it but the more I write these, the more awkward it feels... I'll get over that eventually! Prepare to cringe at my abomination!!
(Warning! Mature content! Don't like, don't read!)
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The possessed Mage held Grayson down, immediately leaning in and kissing the human. This time, is was easy for him to gain entry into his mouth, quickly parting his lips. Grayson felt his tongue rub against his teeth and the sides of his mouth, messing with his own tongue and getting Drake's saliva on it. When Drake's body pulled back, he gasped for breath, glaring up at the possessed hybrid as he noticed how hot his red cheeks felt. He couldn't tell if it was blood from when Drakebrine had bit into his lip, or his and Drake's mixed saliva running down his chin.

"Stop this!" The blonde was finally able to scream, hoping that Drake would gain control again over his body once again.

"Now where would the fun be in that?" He said, before letting go of the ex-commanders wrists.

His arms moved up, grabbing the sides of Grayson jacket. He pulled it off, tossing it onto the floor. Grayson tried desperately to push him away, but the vessel lunged at him, biting his collar bone. He let out a yelp at first, turning into a moan as Drakebrine licked up his neck. The licking turned into nibbling, then rough biting. The blonde whimpered, pain and pleasure sending a shiver down his spine.
He moaned, the hands of his possessed best friend going under his shirt and rubbing his chest again. He grabbed the fabric, pulling it up over the blondes head, momentarily making him pull away from Grayson. The green cloth fell to the stone floor, as the vessel went back to attacking the blonde's neck. Grayson moaned, tears filling his eyes.
He could like this! This was his best friend's body being forced to do this! He couldn't enjoy this! Even so, it was like a part of his mind didn't want his possessed friend to stop, but he refused to accept those thoughts.

"S-stop! Pl-please!" He moaned loudly, trying to scream instead but he couldn't.

"Come on, darling." The demon cooed as he pulled away, his hand resting above Grayson's waist line, gently rubbing him, occasionally slipping his fingers underneath his pants.

He continued to speak. "At least this is Drake's body. You should be happy that I'm giving you what he never will on his own."

The kisses and nibbling from the possessed Mage began to go down Grayson's chest, occasionally licking his pale skin. Some of his rough biting left bruises on the human's chest. The ex-commander let out a moan as Drakebrine's lips pressed against the pink on his chest, licking it before her started nibbling and sucking on it.

  "Dr-Drake!" He found himself moaning his loves name, trying to make himself believe that it really was him.

It didn't bother the demon, instead he continued on. He started to move down the blonde's body, unbuttoning Grayson's pants and pulling them down. Grayson's blue jeans fell to the floor, leaving him in only his black boxers. Grayson's face was a deep red, his face burning in heat. He cursed himself for finding pleasure in this, despite it being against his lovers will. He had to feel more. He had to see Drake in all of his likeness, no matter how wrong it was. He made himself feel sick...
Drake's lips kissed their way down his body, kissing the bulge in his boxers. A moan left Grayson's lips, as Drakebrine's tongue moved up and down the bulge on his boxers, slowly licking him. He closed his teary emerald eyes tight as he let out a groan. Saliva dripped down from the sides of his mouth, getting onto the pillow beneath his head.

  "St-sto..." He couldn't bring himself to try and and stop him anymore. He wanted to feel more.

Slowly, Drakebrine pulled down Grayson's boxers, revealing all of him. He pulled the fabric off of the commander and tossed them onto the floor with the rest of his clothes. Grayson began to fidget as Drake's tongue began to move down his private. He tired to hold back a moan again, but failed miserably yet again.

  "Draaake! F-faster!" He groaned, beginning to not care that it wasn't truly the hybrid he fell in love with. It was sick not to care, but the pleasure was exhilarating.

The blonde bit his lip as his lower area was covered in Drake's saliva, his touch oddly satisfying. A shiver went down his spine as his possessed friend started to suck. His body twitched, with his fingers digging into the fabric beneath him.
Drakebrine pulled back, pushing himself up so that his head was above Grayson's. He watched the blonde gasp, enjoying his whimpers of disappointment that he had stopped. He wiped away some of the drool leaking from the side of the ex-commanders lip, smiling down at him.

  "Did that make you feel good?"

Grayson nodded, his face a very deep red. "Y-yes, b-but..."

If only Drake's voice was still normal then it would be easier to fool his mind that it wasn't actually Herobrine in control of Drake's body. His arms wrapped around the possessed hybrid, pulling him in and pressing his lips hard against his. His hand trailed through the hybrid's brown and black hair, loving how surprisingly soft it felt.
Grayson's other hand grabbed the bottom of the hybrid's shirt and pulled it over his head, letting it fall down to join his own clothes on the stone floor. After breaking their lips away from each other, Grayson started to attack his neck, licking and biting his friends possessed body.

"G-Grayson!" The demon moaned the blonde's name.

Finally Grayson flipped it around, pushing Drakebrine against the mattress, as he sat on top of him. He continued down his chest, the demon calling out his name as his tongue messed with the pink on his chest. His hand moved down Drake's body, enjoying being able to feel his body, and the strange but satisfying feeling of caressing his human and Enderman skin.
He pulled down the hybrid's jeans, ripping them off of his long legs and let them fall to the ground. His hand moved under the possessed Mage's boxers, lightly stroking his thigh. If he had ever confessed to Drake, would he have had the opportunity to feel this on Drake's own free will? His eyes widened as he stopped completely, retracting his arm from the vessel's body. He pulled back, his guilt returning.

"I-I can't...this is wrong! I can't do this to Drake against his will... I'm sorry..."

Grayson suddenly gasped and cringed in pain as his possessed love pulled his hair, causing his eyes to tear up. He opened them, looking into his loves eyes with his white eye glowing unnaturally. The vessel shook his head, a growl rising in his throat.

  "You shouldn't quite while you're ahead, darling. I can hurt you, and I could hurt your little Drake just as easily. Do you really want that?"

Grayson whimpered, knowing that Herobrine was right. He could hurt Drake easily in many ways, and he didn't want his love to feel any pain. "F-fine! Just...p-please promise me something..."

Drakebrine let go of his hair, listening to what his lover had to say. "Promise me that you won't let Drake find out about any of this. Please."

The demon smiled and chuckled. "This will only be between you and I. I swear."

Grayson didn't exactly trust him, but either way he had to continue with his sinful deed. Was this considered betrayal to his love? If only it were actually Drake... He shook his head, taking in a deep breath before he leaned down to continue what he was doing before.
Finally, he removed the boxers from Drake's body, revealing his manhood. Grayson's cheeks grew an darker red then ever. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this... But he had to. He...wanted to continue. The blonde leaned down, his lips kissing the base of his lower area, moving up as he started to lick.
Drakebrine let out a pleasure filled moan, his hand grabbing the ex-commander's hair and started pushing his head down. His body shuddered as he gasped and moaned, the strange feeling of sweat covering his body. Grayson messed with the tip, then licked it again slowly before pulling back.

  "How was that?" He asked.

The vessel smiled. "Amazing! You were absolutely wonderful!"

The demon never expected Grayson's next moved. He fell over next to him on the bed, wrapping his arms around Drake's bare chest. He pulled his own body in closer, digging his head into Drake's possessed form. Drakebrine's eyes became wide, full of surprise and shock. He let a grin spread on his face, but one that showed what twisted thoughts were running through his and Drake's intertwined minds.
Suddenly, his glowing white eye dimmed, Drake taking back control over his body. And at the worst of times. Panic filled his being, feeling his body with his skin bare and another persons strong arms wrapped around him. He screamed, pushing himself off of the bed and away from Grayson, making the blonde's arm unwrap from around him.
Grayson's eyes snapped open as he sat up. He let out a gasp, seeing Drake's left eye no longer glowing. He starred down at his love, his guilt once again consuming him.

  "Gr-Gray-son? Wh-wh-what's..?"

The two both starred at each other in shock and horror, their hearts pounding out of their chests. So now Drake knew. Grayson's cheeks darkened once more, his dirty deeds now coming to light so quickly, but he didn't bother covering his nude form at that moment, too scared to think about it.
He should have known that a demon like Herobrine would make such a dirty lie...
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Maybe I'll make a third part... Just maybe. I just wanted to get this out before I had to go to bed. Forgive my sins!!!