The Forbidden Fruit (Jesus x Satan SMUT)

Part One

I stormed into the lobby, huffing with dismay. My mother sat behind the front desk, happily typing away as the sun shone inside through the big windows and illuminated her joyous face. I marched up to her. She laughed as she saw my outfit. I was currently heading with my dad to a furry convention. My mom was such an anti-furry, and made fun of me because I was accompanying my dad to the cringiest place on the universe. I looked like a train-wreck, but a lowkey, hot, seventeen year old train wreck. My light brown hair was pulled into a messy ponytail, and my ocean blue eyes practically glowed through my big black Harry Potter-style glasses which were perched onto the bridge of my nose. I had stubble, and my choker was wrapped around my neck, and I wore the fuzziest sweater that I could find. It was royal blue. I felt panic in my gut. My mom ran the tumblr blog for my dad's kingdom, and I prayed that she wouldn't post anything about me going to a furry convention in the Garden of Eden. Yes, you heard me right. My mom, Mary, runs heaven's official tumblr page. My name is Jesus, and my dad, the furry, is God himself.

I had lost dad. He was probably yiffing with some pink fox in the bathroom stall. I didn't care. Around the corner of the convention, a singing competition for furries was being held. I ran faster. The voice who was currently singing softly over the speakers... their voice was almost angelic! I needed to say something to them... anything! I couldn't realize what song he was singing. I didn't care. As soon as the competition was in sight, the song ended. The snake fursona bowed to it's apparently adoring fans and walked off the stage. I wouldn't let it go so easily. I needed to find out who they were. Their voice had hypnotized me. I began to follow them, quickening my pace. I realized that the snake noticed I was following him, and began to slowly sprint further away from me. I ran. The fluffy, big costume was no match for a seventeen year old son of God who pretty much lived off of coffee. It ran into a less-crowded area, and I was able to grab it's arm as it slowed down, trying to avoid running into a table as I chased him around the food court. The snake slowed down and stopped. I did the same. 

"Gosh... What do you want with me, mister?" The snake asked, taking off the head part of it's costume. At that moment, I swear my heart skipped a beat. He was tan and had dark blue eyes, a tint of yellow in his pupils. He had gorgeous maroon hair which cascaded down to his shoulders. I could feel my face turning as red as the small, shiny, bright red scales on his perfect jawline. Usually only angels have blue eyes, and he was obviously no angel, but damn, he looked like one.

*A/N: hewwo my fans!! I'm back with another story uwu. Sadly, this is a one shot, as I am not continuing this （◞‸◟）it was a good run while it lasted. yee haw owo