Have Mercy ♱ JesBible ♱

No Mercy

Pov: Author
I wanna know, guys! When I was writing my first story, these characters were so different from how they are now. If you had to describe their true personalities when they're together, how would you do it? I'm all ears—tell me everything!

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The tension was unreal.

After entering the elevator, neither of them said a word. They were both shy, the moment electric, their breaths coming heavy. It was as if something had built up and needed to break free.

Jes couldn't take it any longer; he turned to Bible, and their lips clashed in a fierce kiss. The force was almost painful, slamming Bible's whole body against the elevator wall.

"Hah!" he moaned uncontrollably as Jes's hand gripped his neck, their bodies pressed tightly together. The elevator doors opened, but they didn't let go, kissing their way to the bedroom. The edge of the bed caught them, causing them to stumble, Jes landing over Bible.

He looked down at him, his eyes full of raw desire, and Bible blushed deeply.

Jes brushed a hand through his hair, their eyes locked, their breaths heavy and warm.

"If it hurts, I'll stop," he whispered, and Bible nodded, nervous but ready. Jes kissed him, intense yet tender, as if he were holding something precious—something fragile, like glass, that would break with a single wrong move.

But Bible's soft moans and those perfect lips made Jes feel intoxicated, so thirsty that there was no way back.

They removed their shirts, still gazing at each other, and then their pants quickly followed. Jes undid his belt buckle, the metallic clink echoing as he unzipped his pants. With one smooth motion, his pants and underwear were gone, revealing his full, throbbing arousal, veins visible along his length. He looked incredibly masculine as he hovered over Bible, whose body trembled at the sight.

"Open your legs for me, angel," Jes said in a deep, husky voice, reaching for a bottle of lube from his bedside drawer. So he was already thinking about this? Bible wondered, his heart racing.

"And... condoms?" Bible asked, a bit shyly.

"We don't need that. I want to feel you raw," Jes replied, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and Bible gulped. What am I getting myself into? he thought, feeling his nerves intensify.

His body flushed with a shade of pink from the heat and his own arousal. Jes positioned himself between Bible's legs, lubing his fingers. "Tell me if you need me to stop," he said, and Bible nodded, nervous but ready.

Jes's long, cold finger slipped into Bible's tight, warm entrance, and Jes closed his eyes, savoring the sensation. It was only his finger, but he could already imagine how it would feel to push himself fully inside.

Still, it was important to prepare Bible for what was to come—once a demon was in his element, they rarely stopped quickly. He hoped Bible could bear it because his own self-control was hanging by a thread with Bible beneath him, naked and moaning so perfectly.

He added a second finger, and Bible squeezed his eyes shut. "Does it hurt?" Jes asked, a bit concerned at Bible's reaction. But Bible shook his head. "Do it," he urged, and Jes slipped in a third finger.

"Ngh!" Bible's body arched, and Jes paused. "It's going to get better, I promise," Jes whispered, giving him a gentle kiss. "You're doing so well, my angel," he soothed, and Bible managed a smile.