One Shots (Boyxboy)

The Feast

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Okay let me take a moment to say something. This oneshot has very little plot. This emerged from a simple idea I thought up, just some fun.

So if anyone decides to read this I hope you enjoy it!

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The room was almost ready. Red and gold tapestries dominated the walls of the large banquet hall. This created an almost royal feeling in the room.

The large windows along the walls revealed nothing but darkness outside, thus the only lighting was provided by beautiful glass chandeliers set in the high-rising ceiling. In this light the gold seemed to sparkle and the red took on an almost foreboding quality. Sat center stage in this decadent room was the enormous dinning table, the glossy dark brown surface looked fit to serve royalty. Chairs lined every possible open space along the way, however at the head of the table only two chairs were placed.

Both large and ornate in appearance. The larger of the two was primarily gold, red cushions adorned the seat and backrest. Although smaller, the second was no less eye-caching. Shinning obsidian made up the majority of the chair, this made the plush red cushions look rich and yet still intimidating. The rest of the chairs surrounding the table were made of the same glossy dark wood as the monument they sat by.

Upon this behemoth lie gleaming golden plates, silverware, and goblets. Red cloth napkins adorned each set.

Cal snickered, as if any of the guests would appreciate his hard work. The tapestries would soon be nothing but tattered rags, silverware would be ignored, napkins discarded.

Cal, along with a handful of other lower class demons, had been tasked with preparing the hall for the upcoming festivities. Tonight a new demon would enter hell, however this wasn't just any demon. Lucifer himself had orchestrated this demon's appearance.

In the underworld no she-demon could give birth. Instead the males would find a human consort, the only stipulation was that in order to have something to latch on to, the woman must be pregnant. A demon had no body of it's own, it possessed the developing fetus and grew as the child did. Both souls inhabited the body until the demon reached maturity, which took close to twenty years. At that point the body was brought to the underworld where the human soul was exorcised, which was accomplished by killing them.

This feast was being held to commemorate the welcoming of Lucifer's son. A powerful upper-class demon, one that was bound to cause a stir up above.

Perhaps the new demon was destined to find his mate at the event. Or at least that was what the social climbing, ass-kissers were hoping for. Being mated to one of Lucifer's children meant becoming royalty. It also had the perk of excusing one from being at the receiving end of the King of Hell's wrath.

Sometimes Lucifer would get in a foul mood, something miraculous or a resurgence of faith would occur, that always darkened his mood. When in one of these moods he was known to massacre hordes of lesser demons. Being mated to one of his children made this fate much less likely.

Not to mention the power that would come from such a match.

All demons were one half of a whole. Once bonded to their mate they gained immense strength, both physically and mentally. Whoever was mated to the son of the King of Hell was in for a great bonus.

Cal looked over the room one last time, making sure everything was in its place. The rest of the servers had left to get ready for the event. Short, tight black shorts, a mesh shirt with a skinny red tie, and thick black eyeliner made up his uniform.

The servers were there to make sure everyone was fed, however if some guests decided they hungered for more than what the supper offered...well then there was quite an assortment of meat to choose from.