...Blinking rapidly, Lucifer pulled his mind back to the present, mildly worried that if he even thought about Micheal too much in Asmodeus' presence, the lustful bloodhound would be able to sense it and be sent into a frenzy.
Having to deal with a crazed demon was not on Lucifer's current goals, especially with Lucia sleeping not more than thirty feet behind him!
Worriedly, as if peaking into a tiny fraction of the devilish god's thoughts, Asmodeus' bright smile turned sly. "Soooo, where is She at? I came here because I was too curious to hold it in. It's been seventy thousand years since Her last reincarnation, considering Elo was getting so old and unable to keep it up at that point…"
Face draining of its color, Lucifer could feel his temper spiking and struggled to take in deep breaths to keep his calm. His hands clenched into fists as he pressed them against the antler crown, trying to stop the shaking coming on from his impending rage. "...Behave."
"Aww, b, but—!" Abruptly, Asmodeus' words stopped and he licked his lips. "Oh...oooooh, my! Mmmmmmmm, yeah, I'd eat out that pu—."
An obsidian hand stretched out and clamped over the face speaking such blasphemous words. Without an ounce of hesitation, the strength of the grip on the face crushed the skull of the demon, turning it into something horrifically resembling a crushed aluminum can.
Having forced himself to ignore the problem-maker demon (the Prince of Lust) all this time, Pahaliah grimaced, stiffening in his seat. With the direction he was sitting in, the poor angel was forced to have a better view of the gruesome torture than anyone should have.
A shiver of disgust and fear shot down Pahaliah's spine as he cautiously eyed the large, black figure of God punishing a ne'er-do-well, while a fiercely violent aura made up of black, red, and silver flames surrounded Him.
An unhinged roar echoed throughout the entire plane, rocking the angel with a physical force where he was sitting, minding his own business, and trying to stay out of trouble.
Worry cut through his heart and Pahaliah's red-brown gaze immediately turned to the bed, where his Mistress was supposed to be napping.
Despite the sheer amount of noise that had occupied the plane since Asmodeus had teleported here, it appeared the barrier Lucifer had put in place was still holding strong.
The young miss continued to breathe in and out peacefully, a serene expression increasing her already youthfully beautiful features all the more.
'...Geez, is it any wonder that pervert would dare say something so crazy? She really is pretty, though', Pahaliah silently admitted in his heart.
Then, he completely crushed that tiny fleck of longing without any mercy.
Unlike some people (mostly the crazy demons and devils), Pahaliah wanted to live his life as peacefully as possible. At least until the next cycle, which, granted, would be here in only a few hundred thousand more years.
As the angel gradually turned his attention from the sleeping Lucia back to Lucifer, he let out a quick sigh. "Um...now, where was I again?"
Back with the irate God and His misbehaving demon, Asmodeus was torn between his lust for receiving more punishment and his official duties.
All while his body was excruciatingly bent and twisted in illogical ways, waves of twisted and disgusting pleasure and satisfaction cut through his very being.
'I'm such a naughty piece of shit,' Asmodeus thought airily in a devil-may-care manner. 'Seriously, it's been a long time since I've seen Lu so angry. Ah, to think, our little Young Master has grown up once again.'
All while doting on Lu in his heart of hearts, Asmodeus screamed in excruciating pain, which served to slowly calm the rage rushing through Lucifer. The demon kind of wanted to beg Lu to be even harder and more forceful with him, but he figured if he did, they'd never get anywhere with anything, stuck in an eternal loop of wrath and punishment.
'Even so, I wasn't lying earlier. This reincarnation, She really is very good-looking. The last few She was kinda...iffy.'
Grimacing internally, Asmodeus sighed lightly. 'I guess even Creation Itself wanted our little Lu to have a hot piece of ass to lose his virginity to. ...Damn it, I'm so jealous! It's really bad to want to slap the ass of your Boss' woman! Even the humans know that much, though it certainly never stops them. ….Hmm, should I just do it then? Maybe just one bite wouldn't be so bad.'
Frowning internally in thought all while beautiful punishment continued to be carved into his very bone marrow, Asmodeus continued defending this line of thought.
'It's considered a sin for humans to commit such crimes, but I was literally made this way by my Creator, so if anything, I'd be doing my Creator God a disservice if I didn't act in the manner I was created to behave.
'So...like, I should just go and try to seduce Her, then, right? At least once, right? If She says no, then, okay, even I'm not crazy enough to try and force myself on Her. But, like...what if She said yes?'
Honestly, the more Asmodeus thought about it, the greater his excitement and lust started to build. 'The thing you're not supposed to want is always the sweetest once you managed to get it...Besides, it's the body granted to God's Soulmate, so it's gotta be at least pretty good, right?'
Unbidden, a moan of sensual anticipation slipped past Asmodeus' guard.
It had already been ten minutes, so Lucifer's rage had calmed and the demon's body had begun to gradually heal.
Now his body was mostly whole, and unfortunately, that worked against him.
When God saw evidence of Asmodeus' lust, He lost all of His reason.