Alert! Mild sexual content in the first part! If you don't like reading that kind of thing, skip towards the other which starts with *** (you won't miss anything).
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"You can't sleep again, your Highness?" asked the naked woman next to Lucifer. He turned his head and looked at her brown eyes for a second, just to continue staring at the ceiling. With her fingers, she started making small circles on his bare chest in a steady rhythm. In a steady rhythm she knew he loved, and a rhythm which would soothe him if he was angry.
"Dormi, pulchra mulier ." replied Lucifer taking her hand in his. She smiled at him, placing her hand on his cheek.
"What did that mean, your Highness?" she asked innocently. Usually, regular demons didn't know Latin, only those of higher status did. That's also the reason why the woman next to the King of Hell asked such a question.
"I'll tell you later." whispered Lucifer in her ear, making her shiver just by his hot breath. Sweet jolts of pleasure and lust shot up through her, resulting in a loud moan once his lips touched her sensitive neck. He placed small kisses down her neck to her collar bone, making her gasp once his hand found her behind. Letting out a small moan, she said between breaths.
"With all do respect, my Lord, not once have you told me the meaning of your words."
"I haven't?" she shook her head, "Then you won't be angry if I skip the explanation this time either." smirked the Man of sin, capturing her lips with his in an erotic dance. Her lips were sweet and refreshing; addictive. Slipping his tongue inside her mouth he explored them like it was the first time, letting out a low growl when she lightly bit his tongue.
Being on top of her, he removed his devilish lips from hers and continued placing kisses down her neck all the way to her breasts. He was about to circle her right nipple with his tongue, when loud banging on his doors could be heard.
"Lucifer!" yelled Asmodeus from the other side of the mahogany double doors, "Sorry to interrupt, but your pieces will kill each other if you don't stop them!" Lucifer's eyes were currently burning holes through Asmodeus for interrupting him.
A rumbling sound was heard from Lucifer's throat, "It's as if I'm a nanny in a kindergarten!"
The young woman turned his face towards her and placed another kiss to his lips, telling him silently to go, even though she didn't want that, but King's happiness comes first. And playing games with his chess pieces brings him happiness, probably more than sex alone.
Lucifer let out a sigh and got up from his bed. His dark flames materialized his clothes on him and in a mere second he was the cold, respected King everyone bowed to. Closing the doors, his presence was gone, but his scent still lingered in the air, making the young female demon stay inside the specious bedroom.
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It was early morning, 5.23 a.m. The Sun has barely peaked on the horizon and let its' rays touch the city of dead - Denver. In the city where only six people remained alive, not even a single one of them was asleep. They were arguing. Why you ask?
Well, while Beelzebub was still in the bathroom talking to Dante, the other kids felt someone else's presence. A familiar, but dangerous, presence. So, even though it was early morning, even though birds couldn't be heard, they all got up from their beds with a sudden realization. A demon was inside. Not even thinking about it or discussing it, everyone thought it was Iris's presence they felt, especially after everything they have seen so far. She tried to explain someone else was in the house, but to no avail. David was the first to conclude Iris was the traitor, even though he alone wished for it to be false. Thus, bickering started. Beelzebub was gone, but the effect he had stayed behind.
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