My Demons are Worse

Heat problems and Angel Trouble

Warning!
This chapter will contain a few Lemon scenes as I get busy, though I try to avoid it as much as possible yet failed every time. Anyway enjoy the chapter.

Waking up I already wanted to fall back to sleep to try and avoid the hell that is Mating Season. Thankfully, Blake, Cinder and Ruby aren't sleeping with me which would indeed drive me crazy. I lean up as I feel an unnaturally large amount of heat fill me. "Diablo, I have a feeling this is your doing," I say as he groans. "Unfortunately yes. Not only will you suffer the standard faunas heat but it will be amplified due to your demonic power." He says as Belial continues. "He is correct. Demons have something similar believe it or not. And with you holding the 4 of us. It will not be easy for you," he explains as I slam my head into a wall. "How rough are we talking?" I ask and Mephisto chuckles. "For each of us, the strength of your pheromones and your sensitivity to others are increased by a factor of 100. My recommendation is calling in sick for a week" he says as I hear my door knock.

Sighing I put on my jacket. "Who is it?" I ask and Leora pops her head in. "You ok? Blake, Ruby and Summer seemed off." She says as I detect no pheromones coming from her...yet. "Mating season" I say simply and she is stunned silent. "Oh, your fucked. Literally. I should probably go and tell people your not to leave this room should I." She says and I nod. "Please, That would be nice" I say and she smiles at me. "No problem, Big Brother," She says before leaving, dodging my new weapon lunging at her which I named Ouroboros.

Sighing I look at Gilgamesh, my pistols and Rebellion and think. "Wonder if I can upgrade them again. They're nice but... not my thing." I say and grab Rebellion. I pour my demonic power into it as the blade glows red. "Dialon, Stab yourself. Trust me" Diablo says as I go to retort before shrugging. "Fuck it," I say taking my jacket and shirt off and plunging the blade into my chest. The blade soaks in my blood as it wrench it out. It floats out my hand as it changes shape to something more. Deadly.

I grab the new blade which looks like it was made of the soul stone as it pulses with Demonic power. "May I introduce you to NeoBloodmoore. A weapon that writhes in the power of it's wielder." He says and I smirk. "Rebellion was good. This is better." I say as red lighting shoots down the blade. "Might I recommend you do the same to your other weapons where possible" Azmodan states as I grab Gilgamesh. "How on earth am I...Wait a minute." I say equipping them and shoving my hand into the hole in my chest. Taking it out I rub it in the other gauntlet as they glow bright orange. I see them condense onto the backs of my hands as I marvel at the change.