My Shadow

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This isn't the best chapter but it's here.

Sorry for being so late and terrible.

Finals and the flu hit me hard.

Anyway, I hope you guy's get some form of pleasure from this. ENJOY

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Larry woke up to fingers lightly caressing his face. Drunkin with slumber, he scrunched his nose cutely as the sunlight invaded his eyes.

"Morning, little human." Laurent's voice attracted him enough to turn his head. 

Larry could never understand how Laurent could sound so gentle, so dominant and yet, there was always a tinge of darkness. He supposed that it came from being a king... a god of the so-called Underworld at that.

There was a god in his bed... a naked god. Staring at him and quirking a perfect eyebrow as he pressed into his side. Radiating so much heat that Larry almost forgot about how they were in the dead of winter. His body was beginning to shine with a thin layer of sweat but Larry wasn't sure if this was because of the heat or because the said god was currently sporting his signature devilish smirk.

"How's my little wild kitten?"

"Sore," Larry responded softly, his voice a little hoarse as he sucked in a sharp gasp when Laurent's eyes flashed in sadistic pleasure, "But good."

"Good. Can't have you in too much pain." His eyes raked the boy's body taking in the bruises and marks that he left on him, loving how he managed to cover every mark that was done by others, and ultimately causing Larry to squirm. The movement only brought out the devil in Laurent, his possessive instinct overrode his logical mind smiling inhumanly when he caught Larry thinking about the night before. He could feel his mate's arousal rise while trying hard to distract himself with other thoughts but the Predator wasn't having that. He wanted his kitten to live for him, to let him pamper him, to be the only one he allows to see the sinful faces he makes when simulated. His inner demon needed it and now...? He was hungry, his energy made the air crackle generating the sound of thunder around them.

Taking Larry's hands and holding them above his head, Laurent places himself in between Larry's thighs. Growling when he smelt the arousal rolling off Larry's body.

"And to think that my baby was innocent." Laurent groaned, running his nose up Larry's neck, "I can smell it on you. Fuck, what am I going to do with you?" He rambled. His manic desire was causing his control to slip. "You make loose the power I've spent eons building."

Larry let out a soft huff and smiled shyly, tightening his legs around Laurent's waist, thinking about how good Laurent made him feel last night, pushing those imagines hard just to make sure the demon knows exactly what he wanted and how cherished he makes him feel. Even with all the roughness, Hades made sure to let him know that he was loved and definitely wanted.

Laurent tsked at him, his eyes once again turning bright red, "I can do better than last night. I am part incubus after all. I'll make sure you be able to even think."

Laurent leaned down to kiss his small human when
Larry let out a surprised sound and tried to seemingly bury himself in Laurent's chest.

Laurent was confused. Until he turned his head to see a kneeling man. The same servant approached them on the streets a few days ago. Laurent made sure to cover Larry properly before exiting the bed and standing before the man in all his glory, bending slightly to grab his neck and lift his a few feet off the ground. Taking immediate satisfaction in watching the man wreath in his struggle to breathe.

"Now what the FUCK do you want? And it better be good because I'm 10 seconds away from snapping your neck."

"A....a-ban...-oub....my..... humble..... God..... p-please you're....needed...h-home" the man tried to not to anger the God more.

He was grateful when the angry demon let go of his neck, tossing his body against the brick wall and leaving a deep indent. He definitely had a few broken bones but he was alive. Thank Hades.

"Your welcome." Laurent's voice boomed, losing it human qualities making it seem as though Laurent was multiple. It even made Larry shiver, but in delight or because he was scared he didn't know.

"M-my lord," the man kneeled wheezing, "We need you to home, there's a lower demon causing havoc and no one seems to know what to do."

"Of course..." Laurent sighed. He knew exactly who it was. Fucking Natasha. The most spoiled aristocratic spawn he's ever had the displeasure to know. Only she was brave enough to pull some shit like this and probably just for his attention too. 

Laurent's is anger was quickly replaced by abrupt coldness. His stillness sucking all the oxygen out of the space as he planned out what to do with her. He knew he should have killed her a long time ago, even if her father was his second in command. He conjured a pair of black leather pants, with matching leather loafers and a v-neck shirt tight enough to give Larry a nice view of his back muscles. With his twist in a ponytail, the man was still deliciously horrifying.

Larry bit his lip as he looked down and played with his fingers. He knew what was happening, Laurent was leaving. He knew this would happen. He knew it was all too much. Too good to be true.

Larry felt a hand lift his head up, caressing his damp cheek. "Shh, wild one. Do you want to be punished? I told you that you were forbidden from thinking like that."

Laurent picked him up and sat him in his lap. Deliberately covering his body with the sheets like he would kill anyone who dared look upon Larry's body. And he would.

"I'll be back," Laurent reassured, his hands gently rubbing Larry's sides, "it's too dangerous for you to come with me but I promise I'll be back within a day. Don't be upset, love."

Larry nodded while involuntarily pouting. He understood what Laurent was saying. The man himself was danger so it only makes sense that his home would be too. But that didn't mean that Larry liked it. It seemed that without his own knowledge that he probably... maybe has grown a little attached to Laurent. With a gorgeous face, an ego to match, and his kind ways (at least towards him), Larry was pretty sure that everyone would or has fallen for him even if he does intimidate literally any being.

"It's cute that you have a crush on me," Laurent smiled into his ear, "I'll keep this a secret for you, my wild human." 

Laurent made sure that Larry ate and placed in his hand enough money to get to school- which Larry tried to refuse seeing as it was a wad of cash instead of just bus fare- and a new uniform as the old one was shredded. He also tripled checked if Larry could even walk which, of course, made him quite upset when Larry only wobbled twice then proceeded to limp away. With the man that Laurent almost killed now proclaimed his babysitter for the day and Laurent grumbling his vows to make sure he would need a wheelchair next time, Larry kissed his devil on the cheek with a small smile and limped to school.