Chapter 8: Dragging me to hell

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Killian's P.O.V, months later

"Why did you call me again? I thought I made it clear to you that I was done visiting you."  I ask my uncle, holding the phone very angrily. My uncle smirks, smiling like a psychopath.

"Because you haven't done what I told you to, and I'm eager for you to do so," I growl in anger, gripping the phone even harder.

"I told you I wasn't going to do that, so stop insisting."

"Killian, you have to do this. Your father died to protect you, and yet you refuse to do his bidding? To complete his last will, his only commitment to life?" My uncle says, glaring at me as if I were offending Mother Nature herself. I avoid eye contact, knowing I have no defense or argument against him. "Why do you suddenly refuse to do this Killian? What changed your mind?" I don't answer, I simply glance at my uncle, who somehow reads my mind and asks: "You rolled around with him, didn't you?"

"And what if I did? I'm free to do whatever the fuck I want, so don't give me that bullshit." I growl, angrier than ever.

"Don't talk to me like that Killian! You will do this, and f you don't, I will make sure you regret raping the boy." My uncle whispers, causing me to gasp.

"I've never done such a thing. You're lying, and even if you weren't, who would believe you?" My uncle chuckles, giving me a murderous smile.

"Don't underestimate me, Killian. People have done so before, and it doesn't end up well." The officer behind my uncle signals him that the visit is over, so my uncle looks at me and whispers: "Remember Killian... Merry Christmas." My uncle drops the phone and the officer escorts him out of the room. Afterward, I arrive at Bryan Daniel's house and climb up the tree next to his window, watching him lay on his bed and pull the sheets over himself. He's my everything, yet my duty is to get rid of him, but I can't. I knock on his window, and he is a bit surprised to see me. He opens the window and signals me to come in, which I do without thinking twice, since it's freezing cold outside, due to the fact that it's Christmas Eve.

"It's fucking freezing out there, why didn't you call me?" Bryan asks after closing and locking the window. I shrug.

"I was admiring you from afar, guess I lost track of the temperature," I reply, hugging him from behind, kissing his shoulder, smiling afterward. He laughs a little, turning around in my arms and pecking my lips.

"Silly boy... hey, it's Christmas Eve..." He whispers, his lips dangerously close to mine. I chuckle, biting his lower lip.

"And?" I tease, knowing what he wanted. Bryan smirks and kisses my neck, lips lingering in the area.

"What do you want for Christmas?" Bryan asks, smiling in an innocent/perverted way. I smirk and push him to the bed, climbing on top of him, smirk still on my lips.

"I want to fuck you like an animal Angel... I want to break your ass in two." I reply, kissing his cheek, licking his earlobe afterward. He moans very softly and pushes me onto my back, stripping on top of me, exciting me completely. Then, Angel kisses me and whispers while touching himself:

"Come at me Lucifer, and show me how rough you can be," I growl and sit up, licking his nipples and groping his ass.

"I will darling, and you'll beg for more," I say and bite his nipples, earning a small scream from him.

"Killian, ah..." He moans as my fingers tease his entrance, which is very wet. He's my little pervert, and I love it.

"That's it, Angel, moan my name," I whisper, biting down on his stomach, licking his bellybutton. I push Bryan to the bed and remove my clothes, pulling him towards me and lifting his hips, penetrating him roughly.

"Ah! Lucifer!" He moans as I continue to penetrate him. He begins to jump on my cock, sending pleasure throughout my entire system. I become eager and push him onto the bed again, putting his legs over my shoulders and penetrating him faster and harder. "Killian! Ah ah ah ah! Aah!" His moans turn me on so badly, and when I look at his ecstasy filled face and sweaty body, I lose all control. I flip him over and lift his hips up, grabbing his back and slamming harder into him, loving the noise our skins made when colliding. "Aah! Killian! Ah, ah, ah, ah! Aha! Ah!" He is lost in pure pleasure, moaning symphonies. I thrust into him with all the strength I have, making my dick go deeper each time. "I-I, I'm cuming!" Bryan moans, arching his back and spilling his essence all over the sheets. I continue to thrust into him until I cum into his warm ass. My legs give up on me and I collapse on top of Bryan, my lips on his shoulder once again.

"Did you like it, Angel?" I ask, kissing Angel's shoulder, rolling him around afterward to kiss his pink lips. Bryan smiles, caressing my cheek with his hand.

"I loved it Lucifer. Luckily, we're alone for another three hours, so we can have more rough sex if you want." Bryan says, pecking my lips. I smile and kiss my boyfriend roughly, getting ready to fuck him senseless one more time.

End of chapter 8
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