From The Depths Of Hell

Chapter Seventeen

                                             From The Depths Of Hell

                                                          [BoyxBoy]

Chapter Seventeen-

I felt the tips of someone’s nails trail down my naked back which made me moan snuggling more into the covers of my bed. “Angelos” I whispered a smile playing on my lips.

“Not quite” I tensed flipping onto my back quickly keeping the covers plastered to my body. Lucifer stood there with a smirk tugging on his mouth. “Good morning”  I looked around the room searching before making my gaze set back on him, “Where’s Angelos?” I asked slightly apprehensive questioning him.

He ‘tsked’ and walked over to his mirror and began to adjust his flawless hair. “Doing his job. The guards didn’t take likely to me suddenly landing here” he explained making me nod lightly.  “Well you are the Devil so you can pretty much do whatever you want” I replied making him laugh lightly sending shivers through my body.

“You boost my already intact ego, kiddo” he walked over plopping down beside me on the bed making me grip the covers tighter. He eyed me curiously then snorted, “I created every inch of your body so there’s no need to be shy” he explained and as I went to reply he ripped the sheets off me leaving me exposed.

I squeaked tucking my knees up to my chest hiding my manhood. “So many hormones in this room” he scrunched up his nose. I felt my face heat up instantly as he went over to the window and threw it open with an enthusiastic ‘aah’.

“W-what do you want?” I asked trying to sound respectful but equally failing. He cocked his head, “What, I can’t see my favourite son?” he asked.

I bit the inside of my cheek waiting for him to spew the truth and finally after a couple of minutes he did. “Michael didn’t take likely to you branding him” He explained but I could still definitely see the smirk on his face. I bit my bottom lip remembering that situation…after spending some time alone with Angelos he had managed to take my mind off things- seemingly a lot.

“He wasn’t exactly supposed to be ecstatic about it” I muttered getting up from the bed and walking over to my drawers where I grabbed some boxers and put them on.

“He will strike to kill” Father deadpanned. I nodded knowing that already. He walked over to me and tilted my head up so I looked into his dark eyes. “I will not allow you to be harmed.” Which means he will fight for me…

I shook my head lightly, “If you fight-” he brought his lips to my forehead silencing me immediately.

“I know more than anyone the consequences. Everyone will be determined to stop me from fighting so more than likely I will be a last resort. Now, for my inner-monster to be tame I want to take you back home where I know you will be safe” he explained. I nodded lightly but quickly remembered my parents.

“I need to say goodbye” Father looked at me but I could see the flicker of impatience. “They are not your real parents” he frowned not really understanding the term family.

I nodded, “I know they’re not but they raised me when they could have left me on the street” I said defensively. He continued to stare at me for a couple of minutes before taking a step back and nodding.

“Very well you may want to give them an extra hug considering it may be your last” he said which made my stomach clench. Asshole.

I turned on my heel and walked out of my room slamming the door shut behind me which ended up rattling the entire house. I froze looking at the shaking walls until they stopped a couple of seconds later.