Loving The Devil (AU)

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Summary: Loving the devil- how bad can it be? (Krist Singto AU)

Krist wakes up feeling sore, listening to the soft snores of the man beside him. He can feel the dried cum on his thighs, and he knows, without seeing, that his body will be littered with bruises and hickeys.


That's what happens every time his captor loses control, which is pretty much every night. Because that's when the devil rises.


Krist gets up from the bed, and slowly walks to the spacious bathroom, and looks at his expression in the mirror.


The swollen, bruised lips; the red marks from the previous night on his body, the marks on him- the marks of the devil- all make Krist wonder who the person standing in front of him actually is. This was not who Krist Perawat Sangpotirat was.


Krist Perawat Sangpotirat had always been a fun loving guy, quite good in his studies, and with a beautiful girl with whom he had his entire future planned. Jane.


She had been his girlfriend since high school- they were the couple who everyone believed would always be together- the high school sweethearts who manage to hold on to each other despite everything else that life throws at them.


Krist had believed it too. She was everything he had ever hoped for- beautiful, with a beautiful smile, sweet and well-behaved. She was the girl Krist had given away his virginity to, the girl he had hoped to call his for the rest of his life.


That Krist Perawat Sangpotirat is long dead now. He barely remembers the face of the girl he had promised to love for all eternity. She was so distant- almost like a figment of his imagination.


Krist sometimes wondered if the life he had led before he met the devil was even real. Because for all he knew now, he was just the captive of the devil- the devil who had taken away everything from him- his lover, his family, his friends, his life and even himself.


Krist wondered what would have happened if he had never met the devil- if he had never angered him on their first meeting, if the devil hadn't become obsessed with him- what would his life be like today?


Krist had no answer to that- because the devil had never let him have an option. He had decided that Krist would belong to him, and nothing would get in his way.


He had united the force of heaven and hell to get Krist to come to him- first using sweet words and promises of love and riches and then using threats.


Krist had resisted for an incredibly long time- resisting all attempts made by the devil- running away from him, trying everything in his power to make sure the devil didn't catch him.


And somehow, in that wild goose chase- Krist ended up leaving his lover far behind- and by a twisted turn of fate- he landed straight into the devil's arms.


Krist slips on his dressing gown as he sighs to himself. The past is all gone now. He has little to no connection to the outside world- he lives in the world created by the devil, with no way of escape.


And even if Krist could somehow escape, he would have to run back to the devil at the end. Because that's how things have been designed by the devil.


He would never let Krist go away from him. Never.


Krist remembers the first few days after he had ended up in the devil's lair. He had been so tired of running, so sick of everything that had been happening to him and to his loved ones, so sick of the fact that even as he tried to resist it, he knew he could not escape the clutches of the man whose fancy he had inspired.


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