Jesus' POV
Satan picks me up and throws me onto the bed of the master bedroom, I land on my stomach. He tears my clothes off, "Don't you look hot.." He says, throwing the clothes across the room. He thrusts into me as hard and as fast as he could, I scream. It hurts, but I do it for Satan.
He grabs his pitch fork and rams the handle into me, I scream. It hurt, but i liked it. He continues to thrust it, as hard as he possibly can. I moan, starting I get used to it. He thrusts one last time then sticks his hand inside me, "Do you like the Macarena..?" He whispers, sticking his whole forearm inside. I didn't say a word, I just moaned.
He takes his arm out, kissing up my spine. I shiver a bit and moan softly. My ass was sore, but that didn't stop Satan. He rams his length inside of me and roars a mighty roar. I moan loudly, so loud the heavens could hear me. He continues to thrust, faster and harder each time.
He finally stops, laying breathlessly on the bed. He pulls me closer to him, almost to where I'm on top of him. He wraps his arms around me tightly and kisses he roughly.
~Hennuh
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Ficção AdolescenteEDIT: I wrote this with some rawr xD ass friends in like 2015 so I apologize in advance - SATANxJESUS FIC. I'm not sorry if this scares you kk. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
