"Lucifer! Get down here and clean up the mess you made!" He screamed. Lucifer walked downstairs and started cleaning. He looked up before getting slapped across the face. This just added to the multitude of bruises he had on his body, mostly around his crotch and ass. He lied there for a minute before going back to cleaning. The man smiled as he looked at Lucifer's body. He walked away, leaving Lucifer to cry and suffer.
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Lucifer woke up in a cold sweat. He hated that nightmare. "Jerry! I need you!" Lucifer shouted. Jerry walked in, wearing his night pajamas. "What do you nee-" Lucifer interrupted him with a hug. Jerry hugged him back with a sympathetic pat on the back. "It's okay. Don't worry. He's gone now," Jerry whispered. A tear ran down Jerry's face. "He can't hurt you anymore. He's gone forever," Jerry sobbed. Lucifer clutched Jerry's back, digging his nails into his back. "Jerry, don't cry. He's not gonna hurt you. He's after me. I hated him for what he did to me, but he was the only one I had. Back then, Drake wasn't in my life. Back then, I didn't have you. I only had him. He provided for me, but then tortured me in so many brutal ways," Lucifer said, his face wet with tears. He let go of Jerry and pulled up his shirt, revealing a huge scar. "He gave me this when he felt like it. He took a knife and lodged so far in, I would've died if Drake didn't arrive and help me," Lucifer whispered. He chuckled. "This scar is what keeps me strong in these types of situations." He pulled his shirt back down and pulled Jerry close. Jerry smiled. "I'm here for you, master," Jerry whispered as he laid his head on Lucifer's chest. They both fell asleep around an hour later.
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The lovers of Hell
RomanceLucifer, ruler of Hell, the fallen angel, is tired of torturing souls and wants to do something else for a change. So, he goes to a hotel and pub that separates the Underworld, ruled by Hades, and Hell, ruled by Lucifer. After a few drinks, he gets...
