Your Eyes Are Fire, and Your Smile A Drug

The Lies We Tell Ourselves For Love

It all started with a smile: sharp, dangerous, predatory, lustful and so full of sin...all the warning signs were there in the sharp teeth alone...or they should have been, but Angel Dust-known as Anthony at the time-was always a sucker for danger. He was an addict on earth and nothing really changed in Hell, and if anyone who knew him asked him what one of the most potent drugs of choice for him was...he would be prone to answer that adrenaline and the high it brings is one of the most addicting.

Of course actual drugs are addicting, but Anthony has always found an odd sense of wonder at the way adrenaline gets his heart pumping, the way it makes him sweat and shake and be so daring yet afraid all at the same time. How it can make one feel lightheaded and airy-some might say high-without ever having to snort something or shoot yourself up.

He remembers a time when his older brother used to slap him upside his head and tell him that one day his addiction to an adrenaline rush would get him in trouble. At the time, his brother and anyone else in his family didn't know he used that addiction to get drugs in anyway that he could...Anthony supposes that was one of his many mistakes, doing anything to get a high, whether that be risking his life and the name of his family or even risking others (at one point in time) to get what he wanted.

Anthony never had much of an issue manipulating people to an extent to get what he wanted, after all, the adrenaline of wondering if the other person he was lying to would sniff out his lies was...well, it was addicting to him. He used to always get a tingle down his spine at the sense of danger from the countless people he lied to, some being other big names his pop's knew at the time. Although, his one weakness was always that-compared to his brother or dad-he was and is a softy at heart, while he would do anything for an adrenaline rush, one incident where it almost cost someone else their life because of him caused him to solely keep that bad habit to himself if he could.

So, Anthony has always been an addict, but the promise of something or someone dangerous has always caught his attention. Even as a human he always had a thing for bad boys.

And as said before: the warning signs were there. The imminent threat of another man's smile should have turned Anthony away from him, it should have made him look away and deny the man any attention-not even giving him the satisfaction of eye contact...but when you put something addicting in front of an addict, what do you think will happen?Anthony really hates to admit it...but his big brother was right, his addiction not only physically got him killed, but it has caused him more trouble than he could have ever expected.

And it all started with Valentino.

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"C'mon ladies! Hurry it up! There are paying customers out there waiting for you to shake ass and I'm waiting on you to make me cash-Honey Bun! Will you hurry the fuck up!?" The club owner claps his hands loudly and hurriedly gestures at a light grey bunny demon.

The female sinner rolls her eyes at the name the other man gave her, her hands quickly pushing up her breasts to make sure they look lifted and full before she puts on a demure look, her heels clicking as she struts out of the dressing room and out to the stage. Anthony and a few other female demons slump in relief as the owner gets distracted by something else and leaves them alone to get ready, "He understands that m'not actually a woman, right?" The demon getting ready to his left snorts while applying her mascara, "Do you think he cares? You're quickly becoming everyone's new favorite because of your feminine looks, so he don't care about that, and unless you value getting any sort of money...then you won't care either."