Love After Death ·BxB·

~Flashbacks~

Azazel's POV

The whole time Charlie and Blue were fucking, I stood outside the door. It's not like I could just leave, it was my best friend and secret cush fucking on the other side. I honestly wanted to curl up and cry, but I kept my composer and walked off.

My death has been a rollercoaster honestly...

27 years earlier... (Fun fact; if Blue and Azazel were still alive Azazel would be a pedophile. Azazel died at 18, and if he was still ageing he would currently be 45. )

It really happened, I'm dead. But, where am I? Looking around, I noticed other  people standing around.

I stood up rubbing my eyes when suddenly I was pulled into a line for what they said was torturing. I started panicking, I thought dying was supposed to get me away from torturing. I wanted to cry but I kept the tears in.

I was suddenly tooken into a room where a tall man stood. He turned around to face be, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Hello there." His voice was deep and rather seductive, "I'm Lucifer, but you can call me Master." 

"M-master? Why Master!?" I was beginning to panic more now. And did he say his name was Lucifer? As in Satan? Am I in hell!?

"You're calling me Master because I want you screaming Master as I fuck you." He places his hand under my chin, chuckling darkly.

I push him away quickly, "I-I'm straight!"

"Oh stop lying to yourself. I know you're gay. After all, I have everything about you on record." Lucifer shakes his head, "I won't tell anyone, if you agree to be my submissive."

I look down, fiddling with my fingers, "F-fine..."

"Great, now strip and lay down on the bed, stick your ass in the air." Lucifer points to a bed in the corner of the room. I slowly get up and strip of my clothes before climbing on to the bed. Lucifer comes up behind me, already naked as he grabs my hips.

I wanted to cry, but I forced back the tears. He began to tease my entrance with the tip of his rock hard member. I closed my eyes rightly as he began to push in.

Screaming out in pain, I gripped the bed sheets. It hurt like a bitch.

"Fuck! Stop it hurts!" I cry out, tears beginning to fall down my cheeks. "The pain will go away." Lucifer said with a roll of his eyes as he slammed the rest of his way into me.

I screamed out in pain again, crying. He began to thrust roughly without warning and my whole body began to shake with each of his powerful thrusts. After a while, the pain subsided and pleasure over took my body.

I became a moaning mess within seconds, "M-master~!" Screaming out Master felt so dirty, and I didn't really like it, but I was forced to say it under his command, so I did.

The bed began to creak, the head board hitting the wall as my body shook with his powerful thrusts. I tilt my head back, moans spilling out of my mouth like a waterfall. I couldn't help it, it felt good. Really good. Lucifer suddenly bit down on my shoulder, causing me to scream out, a mix of a moan racking me as well when he hit my prostate with his length.

I was light headed, and couldn't think straight. He sat up some to where I was sitting on his lap as he thrusted upwards. Reaching behind me, I grip onto his hair as he bit down on my shoulder again, groaning. "O-oh! Oh god Master ~!" I moan loudly as he pounded into my prostate repeatedly. Smirking against my skin he sped up his thrusts, causing me to quiver and shake from pleasure.

I went limp and gasped as he shot a load of cum inside of me. He pulled out and I collapsed onto the bed; panting heavily.

"You're going to make a wonderful pet." Lucifer chuckles darkly as he ran his finger down my spin. I shivered at his touch and looked at him, "I want more..."

Lucifer smirks  and lifts me back up, getting ready for round two.

10 years later...

Breathing heavily, I continued my push ups, "198, 199, 200!" I then fell to the ground, groaning softly. Sitting up I stretched, my muscles flexing and clenching as I did so.

Over the years I began to bulck up, trying to become strong. I was tried of being pushed around by Lucifer. He had finally given me up, saying something about how my ass got flat. I didn't really care though, I could actually do as I pleasured for once.

To be honest, I still haven't come out of the closet, but that didn't stop me from getting a boyfriend. Granted, my boyfriend was Lucifer's son, Buddy.

Speaking of Buddy, he came running over to me with a giggle, plopping himself down on my lap, "Look at you. Getting so strong ~" He giggles again as he groped my muscles. I shake my head, "Come on get off my lap, I really don't want anyone seeing us."

Buddy huffs, "God, why can't you just come out of the closet already, I really want to go public with you." I only push him off my lap with sigh, "I just don't want to be made fun of for being gay."

"Geez, no one's going to make fun of you down here. Literally half the population down here is either gay or bisexual." Buddy shakes his head and he sits back on my lap, "And besides we're literally in your room."

I look around and blushed softly with embarrassment, "Guess I forgot."

"You're just on edge. Let loose a little will you~? I can help~" Buddy licks my earlobe, pushing his hand up my shirt. "I'm hot and sweaty, I need a shower, not sex." I roll my eyes, pushing his hand out from under my shirt as I stand up picking him up at the same time. I toss him onto my bed and grab a change of clothes and a towel.

"Oo! I wanna take a shower with you!" Buddy pouts as he sits up.

"No, they're public showers. Sorry." I walk over kissing his cheek before leaving my room and heading to the showers.

I take a quick shower before heading back to my room; where Buddy laid on my bed in some lingerie.

"Really?" I sigh. "Yes really~ We haven't fucked in days and I'm horny~ Now come over and fuck me before I go cheat." Buddy blows me a kiss. I roll my eyes and walked over, climbing on th bed and hover over him.

I then kissed his forehead before just laying next to him, "Goodnight." Buddy huffs and snaps his fingers, changing into pajamas, "You're no fun."

"I'm just tired." I roll my eyes, with sighs.

"I'm just tired." Buddy mocks with a huff, "That's always your excuse."

"Sorry. But I really am." I mumble as I wrap my arms around him when he laid down. "Fine, I'll give in tonight and let you sleep, but tomorrow I want a good fuck or I'll rape you in your sleep."

"Oh goody." I roll my eyes.

Yeah, that relationship didn't last long.

Present time..

Why am I even thinking about those times? Is it because I miss being with guys?

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SORRY THIS CHAPTER WAS LATE.

I was writing it last night and fell asleep writing it;;