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“Do you know the story of the Seven Princes of Hell?”
As the oldest and the first of his found children, Mammon leads us, contains us, and keeps our darkest desires at bay, even though we all know he himself carries the dreams of his worst nightmares.
Aiden Walker. This year’s bounty. One of the five sacrifices that will purge our tainted cult for the end of days. The one chosen by fate and destiny to be my bounty.
Gore’s touch on reality is wonky at best, and Bel uses manipulation and sex to control him.
Then he turns and walks away from me as if the Earth hasn’t shifted on its axis.
My little lamb feels fear—I could practically taste it—but it was different to the ones I’ve encountered before. His has always been sweet in nature, coated in dripping honey, begging me to suckle it from the hive even if the bees sting my tongue.
He spreads my vomit on my cheek, plays with it between his fingers, and I swear I’m not imagining the way he lifts his mask just a tad to taste it.
Oh that's not-
Like what I imagine a Wendigo would be like trying to mimic a human. Unnatural.
My girlfriend died a few days ago.” He doesn’t look shocked or remorseful or even the least bit sympathetic as he leans back in his seat. “I’m sorry.”
If feeding him my cum could sustain him, he’d never eat anything else.
I flick my tongue out, catching his nipple, and I’m tempted to suck it into my mouth just to have a part of him inside me.
“Do you have any interests?” “You.”
“I need… sunlight,” he breathes, a deep exhale on the last word. “I don’t like the dark.” That’s the most ridiculous thing I’ve ever heard.
“Did you kill Jennifer?” I laugh because I can’t help it. Damn right, I did. “Yes.”
“He broke my glasses.” Levi lifts his head, lips ghosting over my own as he hums. “You don’t need to see when you’re with me.”
I want to keep him plugged up with my cock and cum forever just to know he’s been tainted and torn apart by my hand.
“For fuck’s sake, you’re coddling the bounty.” “His name is Aiden,” I bark out. “And that’s the point!”
“Why does he need new glasses?” I look at Mammon like he’s an idiot. “To see?” “He’ll be dead in a month, so it doesn’t matter, does it?”
“You know who Michael is, right?” He shakes his head. “He’s God’s favorite archangel.”
“We’ll find you a cute bunny or something to squeeze until it chokes later.” Suddenly the fact that my cat is lying on Gore’s lap no longer seems pleasant and cute.
“Good boy, Leviathan. Do the others now.” And it fits. It’s even better when Levi replies— “Yes, sir.”
I’m so grateful that he realized all of him is all I ever wanted. To be let in, to share in the devilry, to become so toxically consumed with each other.
“If you die first, I’ll fucking slit my own wrists to join you.”
“And if you go first, I’ll cut my own throat to be with you.”
The world could fucking burn down and I’d want to die with my cock in his ass and his cum on my tongue.
