1 one shot of Satern 2 for my angel KioshikitsuneKun!
I hope you enjoy.
“Satan?”
“Hmm?”
“Can you let go of me now?”
“Nope, sorry no can do.”
“But I have to work.”
“I don’t care, your mine.”
“I’m not yours, I’m from myself.”
“No, you’re mine.”
“Satan…”
“Yes sweety?”
“You’ve got to really let me go..”
“Just so the others can have you?”
“That’s not it-“
“No.”
“Sataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan..”
“What?”
“Let me go!”
“No, you’re mine and mine only!”
“Satan?!”
“Okay.. okay.. also a little yours.”
Melvin sighed. There was no going straight into the devil. Satan let go of Melvin, only to sit on his lap. “Satan, I can’t work like that!” Satan pouted at him. “But I don’t like you working..” Melvin sighed again.
“But I have to work, or else I don’t have money..”
“I have money.”
“I know you do.”
“So what’s the problem, everything mine is for you. I’ll give you anything.”
“I know..”
“Then why do you still go to this place with all these others.”
“Because I like that.”
“I don’t like them..”
“Luc, there my friends..”
“Yes and I’m your boyfriend.”
“You sure am,” Melvin said. He kissed his beloved devil. They broke apart. “Another one?” Satan asked in his sweet voice. Melvin grinned and kissed him again. Satan put his hand in Melvin’s light brown locks. “Hmmm,” he moaned,” You taste good.” Melvin laughed when they broke apart. “Heey Intern 2! Heey Satan!” said a as always overly happy Scene. “What are you two lovebirds doing?” Satan sighed annoyed by the girl already. “Nothing,” Melvin said, slightly blushing. “We were making out and now go away from him. He’s mine.” Scene’s smile dropped a little. “I didn’t mean to interrupt. I’m sorry.” She walked away with a pout on her face. “Scene, wait!” Melvin said, but she was gone. He groaned.
“Satan..”
“What?”
“Never do that again..”
“I didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Yes you did.”
“I just told her you were mine.”
“As if she didn’t know already.”
“I’ve seen everybody watching at you like they would like to kiss you or something.”
“God, Satan.” Melvin groaned again. “Stop being so territorial about me. I’m not your proprietary.” Satan chuckled. “You’re mine.” Metal walked in. “Heey Intern 2, do you know where-“ “Back off he’s mine.” Satan said. Metal took a step back. “Okay, cool man, I just wanted to ask if he knew were the staples were.” Melvin face-palmed. “They’re in the basement in the furthest left corner, Metal.” “Yo, thanks man,” Metal said and walked towards the basement. Melvin gave Satan an angry look.
“What?”
“You did it again.”
“I have no idea where you’re talking about.”
“Just stop, it’s getting really annoying.”
“No, you’re mine.”
“What is it with you today?!”
Satan was just about to reply when the door of Indie’s office opened with a swing, the door banged on the wall. “Intern 2!” he yelled. “Get your ass over here and be my footstool!” Melvin sighed. If it weren’t for the devil in his lap he would have gotten up by now. But he couldn’t. Held back by the weight of Hell’s master. “Luce…?” he asked,” get off me.” “If that man’s going to use you like he said he would, than… NEVER.” He said. Lucifer got to his feet and turned red. “Never.” Satan said to Indie,” Use. My. Little angel. As. A. FOOTSTOOL!” Flames came raging trough the ground. Indie turned white. The devil was not to mess with. “Okay, calm down, everything’s culken.” Indie said hasty,” Just keep him and do what you want.” Indie fled his office in. Satan sat on Melvin’s lap once again.
“Satan?”
“Hmm?”
“Thanks.”
“You’re welcome sweet-cheeks!”
“You know?”
“What?”
“I’m actually happy for the first time that you call me yours.”
Satan smiled devilish and kissed Melvin. “What can I say,” he grinned,” You’re mine.”
This was something different C:
I hope it turned out good C:
It was more a dialogue fiction, I thought it fitted.
I asked: What kind of romantic/cute thing do like to see Satan and Intern 2 do the most?
The answer: I love stories where Lucifer is really territorial over Melvin.
So 1 possessive devil for you!
Bye!
