Thread: [Short Series MxM and eventual NSFW content] The Second Lucifer

As a head's up, all parts ending in a decimal contains a sex scene if you're only reading for the smut Hue PART 1.5 He allowed himself to be bested by a demon, and to rub salt into his wounds, it was an incubus of all types. They were the lowest of the low. All they do is fly around and violate unsuspecting humans. It was cowardly and unnecessarily sneaky since they mostly make their assaults as their victim sleeps... And that same exact situation is happening to Cheren right now. When the angel woke up after being punched in the head, he noticed that his body was soaking wet. Mainly, it was his entire front that was damp. Also, the tips of his wings were wet as well. He was laying down on a puddle of water... Or he thought he was. That wasn't right. After his vision cleared, he realized he was hovering atop an entire sea of it. All he saw was water from north to south and east to west and nothing else. The water was so clear, too. Cheren can see his reflection in it as if the water was a mirror. The sun barely peeked over the horizon as if it were dawn already. The sight would have been breathtaking if it weren't for the impending doom he felt in his chest. This was obviously a dream. Nothing like this exists in the human world, and Cheren was clearly able to stand on top of the water here. The angel brought himself to get up on his hands and knees. He could feel the wetness of the water between his fingers, but his hands didn't sink into its surface as they would normally do in the real world. A teasing, playful tone sounded from behind him. They say that a person's dreams reflect their true thoughts... Maybe you've always wanted to be fucked in a place like this? The voice belonged to no one else but the silver-haired demon. His words made Cheren want to fight back and be done with the incubus, but the actual sound of his voice made the angel think twice of quarreling with him. It made Cheren want to wait and see how this played out. It's also the reason why the angel allowed himself to end up in a situation like this in the first place. He knows he heard that voice from somewhere before. Cheren strongly desired to remember why he recognizes it. Is he supposed to know who this incubus was? Was he someone he hated, or someone he loved? If it was the latter, then how could he possibly love a demon that behaves like this? The only thing Cheren was certain about was that the owner of that voice is a person that the angel considered important. If he allows the incubus to have his way with him, it won't kill the angel. It may hurt his pride, make him feel unclean, and, the worst out of the bunch, feel that he's betraying his lord, but he'll physically come out unharmed. This was still a dream after all. Anything that happens here won't translate over to the real world. Only his memories of the dream will remain. Plus, he may get the answers to his questions. No matter how crude or immoral the activity was, the angel figured he'll sit through it for only one reason... How else will he get his curiosities satiated? He can't exactly force the incubus to sit down and have a friendly chat with him. They'll end up fighting just as good and evil should do. And if Cheren wasn't careful, he may actually kill the demon for good. One well-timed cut from the angel's sword will wipe the incubus out of existence. Cheren didn't want that. So, he'll have to get all his hints to his questions indirectly while the incubus, well... 'Fucked' him as the other male put it. In response to the demon's question, Cheren sighed and finally gave him an honest answer. No. He was about to change his position so he could sit up and face the demon, but suddenly, a weight crushed him so his cheek was pressed against the water below. Cheren could see silver hair in the corner of his eye. The demon had used his entire body to keep the angel pinned down. The demon laughed. Nope. You'll stay in this position the entire time. You can fight all you want, but remember who has control of this dream world, now Cheren grumbled to show his disapproval, but he made no movements to retaliate. Alright... He breathed in a low tone. He allowed all the tension to leave his body. His wings drooped again which only made them wetter than they were before. With his cheek still resting on the water's surface, his rear was pressed up against the demon's crotch. Cheren noticed the incubus was hard already. The angel closed his eyes and silently begged for his lord's forgiveness. The demon probably didn't like the reaction he got out of Cheren. The usually talkative incubus went dead silent for a moment and only growled at the angel below him. He then roughly tugged on the angel's ponytail to make him pick up his head. It hurt, but Cheren didn't let the pain show on his face. The angel was able to see his reflection in the water like this. Make sure you look at yourself while I'm doing you. That reflection is going to be begging for mercy in a minute. The demon was trying to return to his playful tone, but it's obvious he's fighting back the annoyance that could be heard in it, too. Cheren glanced down like he was told. His eyes widened when he realized he was naked. The angel didn't notice his clothes were off until now... He couldn't help but glare at his disgraceful image. The demon was manipulating his dream no doubt. The incubus lowered his own head and kissed Cheren's neck. Cheren shuddered slightly at the feeling. He can't control how his body reacted to the overly soft kiss. This dream felt too real... The demon smirked against his neck. Feeling angry yet? Cheren ignored the question. He fought to remain calm and focused on the demon's voice and manners. He needed to find out why the incubus sounded so familiar. Just continue... He murmured in reply as coolly as he could. Cheren couldn't see the impact his words had on the demon since the other's hair blocked his face out of view, but the angel could tell he held his breath for a moment since he rested his head on Cheren's shoulder. Nonetheless, he resumed as the angel told him to do. He felt the demon's hand begin exploring his body. It wasn't gentle at all like the kiss. He groped his chest and felt around for Cheren's nipples. As he pinched one roughly between his index finger and thumb, he bit Cheren's neck. Other than a slightly shaky breath, Cheren didn't give much of a reaction. He's purposefully trying to be a dead fish with the demon's touches. As long as it hurt, he can hide his reactions. Feeling pain is something Cheren was used to. Gentleness not so much. The demon finally released his hair now. Cheren put more weight on his hands again as a result. Instead of giving the angel a break, though, the demon used his sharp nails to drag long scratches down his sides. His nails didn't break the skin, but he left red marks all the way from Cheren's chest to his waist. Cheren also felt something oddly furry rubbing up against his right thigh. He guessed it was the incubus' tail. Probably out of Cheren's indifference to his painful foreplay, the demon started growling again and he bit Cheren's neck with razor-sharp teeth. That definitely broke his skin this time based on the stinging pain alone. Cheren felt the incubus lick up the blood right after his fangs pierced his flesh. Still, Cheren didn't react. He made no noise and his body didn't jerk or jolt at all. He would shiver on occasion, but those were biological responses that were out of his control. Even angels suffer from them. The demon was getting aggravated. Cheren can tell from his voice. Why the hell are you not fighting back!? You're a goddamn angel aren't you?! His outburst helped the angel pinpoint the source of the incubus' frustration. Cheren supposed the demon liked it when his victims struggled. The angel picked up his head and gave the incubus a calm glance. On the inside, Cheren was fuming, but he wouldn't let the demon think he was winning. Don't use the lord's name while you're doing such a thing like- The incubus suddenly rubbed two wet fingers to feel around Cheren's entrance. He used the water as some type of lubricant. It confused Cheren on how that worked, but it seemed effective. Anything was possible in this twisted dream. The demon's fingers lacked the sharp nails that dug into him just moments before. Maybe the incubus could retract them...? Cheren had to gasp since he didn't expect for the demon's cold fingers to poke around his behind. Still, the angel never fought the demon off. He didn't make a fist or raise a leg. The incubus' voice rose in volume. Tell me! You didn't answer the question! I know you're holding back! With his other hand, he was reaching around to grasp Cheren's still soft member. When he made contact, Cheren couldn't stop the shiver that wracked his body from the coldness of the demon's touch. He also felt this intense, crushing guilt that nearly took his breath away. Forgive me, lord. Forgive me... He played the simple prayer in his head like a mantra. Cheren's breaths were slowly growing shallower. Despite that, he maintained composure. He never allowed himself to raise his voice like the demon did or show signs of weakness. Cheren didn't lose anything for telling the demon the truth, so he settled on doing that. I think I- The demon slid a finger inside. Cheren brought his head back forward and screwed his eyes shut. ...I heard your voice from somewhere before. The finger in his rear and hand on his cock was tougher to deal with since both sensations weren't hurting him. They merely felt like nuisances. He'd rather experience the burning pain that came with touching a demon over this. It doesn't feel right since he's a servant of the lord... The demon huffed into Cheren's ear. He paused for a second. The short moment was so fast that Cheren thought he imagined it. However, it didn't take the incubus long to resume touching the angel. He started thrusting his finger in and out, the hand on Cheren's length was slowly stroking it, and he nipped the angel's ear. You're imagining it. You're mistaking me for someone else. The demon replied in an oddly casual tone. Hearing the demon's new tone of voice, combined with the sensations, finally forced Cheren to make a sound. He hummed lowly. His cock was swelling in the demon's hand. This wasn't a 'nuisance' anymore. Cheren eased his breathing and squashed small sparks of desire trying to ignite inside of him. I-I'm not. He was certain this time since the demon's voice had that effect on him. He knows this incubus. He knows this voice. The demon stopped touching him after he answered. Cheren sighed in relief, but the respite didn't last more than five seconds. Three damp fingers were inserted abruptly into his puckered hole. The demon forced the angel's legs further apart with his free hand. Cheren bit his lip again so he wouldn't cry out. The pain had returned. The incubus then started to lick and suck at the skin on Cheren's back. He left various types of bites to turn his heated flesh redder than it already was. Each hickey was probably bleeding a bit, but Cheren had no way of knowing for sure. You aren't supposed to feel only pleasure, now... The way the demon murmured that against his back made Cheren feel the exact opposite of what the demon claimed he should feel. Maybe it was because of the dream, but the fingers in his rear only hurt for a short amount of time. The vibrations of the demon's voice sent chills down his spine, and the bites didn't exactly cause him any discomfort... Cheren groaned. He couldn't hold it back when the demon put his hand on his member again and thumbed the tip a bit. His half-lidded eyelids gazed lazily at his own reflection. He can see the bite marks on his neck. If he looks underneath himself a bit, he can see how the demon was simultaneously stroking his hardened cock and moving his fingers inside him. If the demon's goal was to make him feel pain, then he's failing miserably. Cheren's body felt like it was melting in the pleasure. It's good, yet, so sinful... Then the demon pressed down on something inside Cheren that made him see nothing but white. His lower half trembled and the angel fought with every fiber of his being to not buck his hips from the feeling. His wings, however, did flap once out of the desire of needing to move something. Cheren couldn't help it. With only a few more tugs on his twitching length, the angel achieved his climax with a long, trailing moan. His body immediately started shuddering in the aftermath and Cheren could only support himself up by his elbows now. His semen disappeared into the water below. The incubus snarled at him again. Cheren barely noticed it over his own pounding pulse and heavy breath. Why...?! The demon snapped angrily he can't tell if it was directed at Cheren himself or not. Cheren wished he could read the demon's mind. What reason did he have to be frustrated now? He's the one with all of the control. Even if Cheren didn't fight back, then shouldn't the demon still be satisfied if he has an easy victim? If anyone had to be angry here, it should be Cheren for putting up being used like this, for taking pleasure from such an evil deed, and for allowing this to even happen in the first place because he was selfish... He still begged for his lord's forgiveness in his head as the demon finally inserted his own cock into Cheren's loosened hole. The angel didn't make a sound as it entered him and simply focused on keeping his rear in the air. Cheren couldn't take it anymore. He surrendered his mind and body to the demon. It's because... It felt right. It felt like he was supposed to do this despite his duty to his lord. Next, the memories came flooding back. Cheren knows exactly who this incubus is, or rather, was. They used to be so close. Thoughts of the incubus started to fill his head with each thrust the snarling male gave him. The demon's nails clawing at his skin again felt like an entire world away. The pleasure was only an afterthought compared to the torrent of memories. So, it was a surprise when he felt the demon climax into his quivering hole. Cheren moaned a name he hadn't spoken in who knows how many years as he reached his own unexpected climax again. His body burned from not the pain, but the indescribable pleasure only a partner could give him. Rhys...! The incubus laid on top of him after he finished his orgasm. They both collapsed out of exhaustion as they hovered over the crystal clear water turned milky with a combination of sweat and their semen... Cheren didn't know if the demon knew he called his name. He never responded. He was quiet. All Cheren heard was heavy breaths. Then the world around him started to grow dark. The warmth of the demon's body on top of his was fading. The dream ended. No, the angel thought when the water started to feel dry and rough. It can't. Cheren didn't want it to stop so soon. He needed to know if the demon's name was Rhys... ... .. . Cheren blinked awake. It was night again. He's still at the convenience store parking lot sitting against the wall. Even though it was just a dream, his body ached everywhere. He felt a very dull burn where the demon clawed his skin. His rear was sore enough to make him hiss in pain as he forced himself to stand up. Despite all the discomfort he felt, he knew his body was mark free. That was how an incubus worked. Cheren stumbled once he was on his feet and held his head. Right. He was initially knocked out. He forgot. Despite that, the angel looked around for the incubus desperately. He was nowhere to be found... He closed his eyes. No amount of praying he did now would excuse him for the acts he was planning to do now... He was going to find that incubus again.