After getting kicked out of home and living on the streets with no way of getting money, Kellin decides to become a prostitute. Vic, the owner of an underground prostitution agency takes it upon himself to train Kellin into being skilled sex worker, but keeping feelings separated from the task at hand proves to be more difficult than either of them thought.

Desperate to save his dying sister, Kellin makes a deal with Vic, the son of Lucifer, also the demon of lust. - This story does not belong to me-

Sequel to The Deal. Your two favorite demons of lust are back in this second sinful installment of The Deal. Not only are they back, so is Lucifer, ready to raise a little hell. A fresh start for Kellin and Vic means repeating history in a whole new way, but no matter what is thrown at them they always manage to somehow include their extra-curricular activities.

This is a sequel to The Trouble On Your Lips so if you haven't read that and want to then avoid this summary. Kellin and Vic have been separated for almost two years. Suddenly they're reunited in less than convenient circumstances. With both of them in committed relationships and both of them fighting their attraction to each other, how long will it take for one of them to crack and give in to temptation? (c) thekellinunderthevic

Kellin has a lot of issues which he covers up with acting out and being down right sassy. Vic, his new guidance counselor and teacher, however sees right through his carefree act. Vic just wants to help him, like any guidance counselor would, but he didn't expect to get so close.

"H-Huh?!" I screamed, clutching my towel tightly. "Y-Your the man I hit with my car earlier! How did you get in here?! I thought I locked all the doors and windows!" The same man from earlier, with jet black hair and glowing blue eyes, simply sat in my bathtub, completely naked might I add, and smirked at me with what one might describe as a confident and smug gaze. "You never told me what you wanted by the way." He snapped his fingers and a glass of wine suddenly appeared in his hand before I could even blink my eyes. "That's because I don't want anything! Now get out of my bathtub! No scratch that, get out of my house!" I could feel my cheeks burn as I backed away slightly. But before I could turn around and run out of my bathroom, he snapped his fingers and the door slammed closed. "Alright, if you aren't going to tell me what you want, then I shall tell you what I want." He stood up abruptly, and I could feel my eyes widen as I saw- [ Entire description in next chapter ;) ]

Struggling with your sexuality? Check. Warped Tour? Check. Drunken parties? Check. Falling in love your best friend? Not on the agenda.