Lucifer
I was scared to go up to get the boys things today. What was going to happen when all the other angels notice that probably one of the most innocent of boys brought the evilest man back up with him. What was going to happen to my dark wings and black pants and red shirt? would they fade? they couldn't?
Oh no. He's wearing all black. People will quickly noticed how much i've corrupted him.
Thank god all of his love marks are on his back where no one else can see them but me, and if anyone else can see them we are going to have a big problem.
Because that boy is mine.
No one should be looking at him the way i do.
And as soon as i see someone checking him out or even fucking look at him.
They will feel my wrath.
I swear to god if he makes any eye contact with any other devils when we walk out of this room i will mark his neck in front of all of them and he'll go threw it.
Because i TOLD him to never make eye contact with any of them. I am his superior not them!
Everyone will know who he fucking belongs to, even if it is covering that pretty white neck of his in hickies and bite marks.
"you ready to go?" he asked as he paced the room. The poor guys nerves were getting the best of him.
"yes angel of course" i grinned a teethy smile at him.
But first stopped him, i knelt down in front of him and held his hand.
"We're gonna be okay when we walk out of this room angel, now don't make eye contact understand?"
"yes sir, but WAIT" he yelled real loud
"what what what"
"can we hold hands the whole time so everyone knows i'm with you?" he gave that puppy dog look like i was even considering telling him no.
he was so innocent considering that's the only way he thought i could make him mine.
Because i'm pretty sure after last night, and this morning, everyone heard our noises, and once we walk out everyone will know where they came from.
"of course"
i stood up and brushed myself off then grabbed the boys hand as we made our way out of my lair.
he held my hand tight as a bunch of other men looked him up and down and he could feel their eyes i know he could.
I shot them all the look.
Within a second all the other "big" men were scared of me too.
What wimps.
the boy tugged on my arm.
"t-they're staring at me" he stammered and looked down very shyly,tucking his hair behind his ear.
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Angelic
FantasyA angsty precious sweet angel of a boy whose whole life is in white. And a big brooding man whose life is all black who just so happens to be Lucifer himself. But little do they know they are an absolutely perfect match for one and another.
