How many times do I have to say this?

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Summary: Bob finds Streber out without his permission again. He gives him a lesson.

HUGE TRIGGER WARNING: The following fic includes, abuse, psychological torture and gore. If you're easily upsetted and or triggered by stuff like this I suggest you read something else. For those who stayed, I hope you enjoyed this fic!


The demon's dead body fell to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Bob looked at the corpse before turning to streber, who was curled up in the corner, looking scared and fragile with his hands covering his eyes and muffling his apologetic mumbles. Black blood was everywhere, on the floor, on the wall, on Bob and on streber.

"Please, I'm sorry, don't hurt me, I didn't mean to, I just wanted to-" Streber mumbled out, growing more frantic as bob stepped closer to him. The larger demon stopped a foot before the smaller one, getting on one knee.

The silence coming from him was becoming unbearable. Streber could feel his bodywarmth. Bob cupped his chin, forcing streber to look at bob. The butcher demon could see tears forming in the bat demon's eyes.

"P-please, I'm sorry!" Streber pleaded, instantly bracing for a hit when Bob moved his arms, scared for his life and closing his eyes tightly. Bob then....wrapped his arms around streber?

Bob...was hugging him?

"H-huh...?" The fallen angel muttered out of confusion, peaking an eye open. "I'm not mad..." Bob spoke in his ear.

"Y-you aren't?" Streber asked, opening his eyes fully and easing up his muscles. Was Bob really not angry? Is he going to walk away from this without getting hurt?

"I'm just disappointed." Oh. "I'm so sorry..." Streber muttered out, feeling a sting in his heart.

"How many times do I have to say this?" Bob said, hugging Streber tighter now. Streber hugged back, sobbing softly. Bob then hugged tighter, so tight that streber has started struggling to breath.

"G-gahh! B-Bob, t-thats too m-much!"

Bob didn't respond, only hugged streber tighter. Streber felt like he was going to be snapped in half. "Bob, you're gonna break my spine!"

"That's the point."

"What!?"

"Until you learn to obey me and realize that you are weak and nothing without me, I will break your spine." Bob explained, showing no emotion from his face other than a smile.

"B-Bob please, I didn't mean to disobey!"

"You'll promise that you won't do it again?" Bob asked, squeezing Streber tighter now.

"Y-yes! I p-promise!" The Bat demon wheezed out, breathing more franticly.

"Hmmm...I'm not buyin' it." Bob replied bluntly, hugging the smaller demon tighter. "P-please!" Streber began wriggling, trying to escape Bob's grasp. Bob held onto streber, not loosening up his grasp

"I'M SORRY OKAY?! I'LL NEVER LEAVE AGAIN!" Streber screamed out, tears spilling from his face.

After a few moments of silence, bob let the fallen angel fall to the floor. Streber coughed and sobbed, curling up into a ball at Bobs feet.

"I hope you learned your lesson." Bob said, tapping Streber with his shoe.

Y-yes..s-sir..." Streber hated calling him that, but it was better than calling him 'Master'.

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