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Satans Stress Relief (smut)

So this is gonna have degrading and stuff whatever most of it is yet filler shit bye

I sat in Satan's room, cross legged on his bed. I had a book in my hands but I didn't pay much attention to it, as I had been looking out the window, dozing off. It was like I was daydreaming and lost in my own thoughts, yet nothing was really there. I just watched as the dead branches fought against the wind.

I looked around the cold dark and empty room that had been filled to the brim with books. Nothing too remarkable, yes it was a nice atmosphere, but not all that interesting. Either that or I'm just bored and upset that satan isn't here.

He invited me over to his room earlier to read together or something. That's what I would assume anyways, because what else would we be doing in a room like this. When I came here however, he was nowhere to be found. I decided to wait for him anyways but he still had yet to show up.

I let out a deep sigh as I laid down on his bed, letting the book fall into my chest. There wasn't even anything too interesting about reading a book with someone else in my opinion. I guess the only reason I showed up was because I wanted to spend more time with a certain someone.

I slipped out my D.D.D from my pocket as I had gotten a notification. Not much of a shocker, but it was from Satan. He told me that he'd gotten caught up in something, so there was a bit of delay. I didn't really mind though so I replied with a "that's fine with me."

"Thank you for being understanding." he said. Something about the way he complimented me always made me so happy. I held the device close to myself as I thought about what I would do once he arrived. There were so many things I wanted to talk about, and if not that just chill with him.

Or so I thought. He texted me once more telling me how fed up he was getting with Lucifer. Must've been the one holding him back in the first place. I apologized to him but he reassured me that it wasn't my fault and that he was only upset. I continued to text him.

"What are you doing now?" I asked. He took some time to reply but responded, "I'm almost on my way now, it'll just be a little longer. Stay there, assuming you haven't left already." I didn't respond to this one, I was getting too tired and dropped my phone once more.

I leaned to the side and yawned. I didn't want to fall asleep, just in case he came in wanting to talk to me or something, but I was just getting too tired at this point. I gripped the bed, trying my best to stay awake as long as I could. "Sa..tan," I whispered before drifting to sleep.

I woke up with the sound of the door slamming open. "God damn," I heard a certain blonde with anger issues say. "I'm so pissed," he spoke as he slammed the door. He sighed, leaning against it before titling up his head to look at me. "Did I wake you up?" he asked.

"Yeah," I said. "I only fell asleep though cause I was waiting for you, so I don't really care." He scoffed, "Good because I don't really care either. I'm sick of everyone right now." He looked visibly distressed. "Are you alright Satan? Do you need to cool down on your own?" I asked.

"No," he said. "Stay here, I'm not gonna cancel my plans over some inconveniences." I leaned up, back against the wall. "Oh.. okay," I told him, shifting uncomfortably. "Don't look so upset," he said. "..It's not like you have any valid reason to be anyways." He said the last part under his breath.

"Satan you're timid and acting cold to me, I know you don't want me to leave but I really think you should breathe first," I told him. "Why does it matter so much anyways?" he shouted. "I don't care if I'm upset! I don't need to breathe, it doesn't even matter."

"Satan... come here," I told him. He came over to his bed unenthusiastically. He sat down on the edge with a huff. "What is it," he said. "Cause if it's something stupid I won't hesitate to beat your ass." I knew he didn't mean that.. to a full extent anyways.