WARNING
Everything written here is purely fictional and for entertainment purposes only. Reading is only for those over eighteen years of age. 🔞
This chapter contains: foul language and erotic content.
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The sudden invasion of some cherubim irritated Lucifer, so he himself went to the place to solve the problem that the intruders were causing. Meanwhile all this was happening, Astaroth and Satan continued to argue over a piece of pizza.
Fuck! Why are you here anyway?! What the fuck! I'm going to your castle and steal your food too.– he says angrily as Satan eats the last piece of pizza with his middle finger raised and a triumphant smile.– You look extremely ridiculous right now.– the young man says and throws himself on the couch again, feeling bored without his father around.
Don't get all irritated just because of that, huh?– He nudges Astaroth's waist with a playful smile as he finishes his pizza.
Shut up.– the young master says looking towards the window.
Aren't you going to try to go after your daddy? - Satan says following Astaroth's gaze.
There's no one interesting to kill. My father only went because the cherubs managed to irritate him.– Astar gets up and goes to the bathroom and Lord Satan follows behind.– Don't follow me around like an abandoned dog. Go home.
I don't feel like it. Besides, Lucifer and I haven't finished our conversation.– The old man says and follows Astaroth to the bathroom. He watches the young man's every move and slowly approaches until his body is pressed against Astar's back. The young master stopped what he was doing to look at Satan's reflection behind him in the mirror.
What do you want now? - He says harshly but he doesn't intend to move away, on the contrary, he gets even closer, if that's possible. He tilts his neck as soon as he feels Satan's hot breath near his ear and shivers as soon as the Lord's lips capture the sensitive skin of his neck.– Fuck...get out of here...
You don't seem to want me to leave.- The Lord's hand grabs his jaw and forces him to look at him, there is a pleading look on Astaroth's face.
Die, you damned old man...- The young master pulled Satan close until he was at his level, he kissed him, almost desperately. Astar was lifted up by the Lord, who placed him against the wall. Astaroth intertwined their bodies with his legs and arms wrapped tightly around Satan.
Satan's hands slid inside Astaroth's shirt, caressing his skin in a provocative way and gradually descending to his buttocks, while the young master focused on the old man's lips. After a few long seconds in that position, Satan placed Astaroth on the ground, only to begin to hurriedly undress Astar, the Lord also took off his own pants, soon after his hands run over Astaroth's bare thighs and hips, He gently squeezes the inner thighs, close to where the young master wanted to be touched, but Satan did not touch him on purpose.
S-Stop...nghh...just do something instead of just teasing me...Hgn...– Astar's body trembles and he throws his head back, biting his lips to prevent the moans from escaping his mouth, but the sharp teeth bite into his skin, causing blood to slowly run down his chin.
Satan chuckles softly, his fingers digging into Astaroth's skin as he finally aligns their erections, pressing the heads together and rubbing them in a slow, torturous rhythm.– Stop teasing you? Why would I do something like that?– He speaks in his low, husky voice, leaning in to taste the blood.
S-Satan..! You piece of shit...mhnm...d-die already...–He pulls the Lord's hair back tightly, pushing their faces away.
How cute.– He says with his voice full of satisfaction as Astaroth curses him. He moves one hand up to cup both of their erections, his thumb rubbing the sensitive tips as he continues as he continues to play with the demon.
a-ah..! d-no.. s-stop..hgn.. teasing.. d-don't make me repeat..nhgn! H-hurry up and do something!- His fingers close and pull Satan's hair even harder.
The Lord ignores Astaroth's pleas, his hand tightening around his erections as he begins to stroke them in a firm, fast rhythm. He presses their heads together, rubbing them in rhythm with his hand, the friction causing the pre-cum to drip and mix.– Teasing is my favorite game...
Before the two could continue their intimate moment, Lucifer interrupts them, knocking on the bathroom door.– Astaroth? I'm back. Has Satan left yet?
Astaroth tried to push Satan away but the Lord grabbed him firmly and kissed him fiercely, preventing the young man's moans from escaping as he accelerated the movement of his hands, making the two get closer.
Astaroth? Why don't you answer me?– the king's knocking became louder and more insistent.
The young master bit Satan's lips and finally managed to free himself from the old man's clutches.– f-father, I was just going to take a bath just now... I don't know where Satan is.– Astaroth tried to sound casual but it was possible to hear his heavy breathing.
I see... Tell Satan to go to my office again after you guys are done there.– the king says and leaves there.
Fuck...– Astaroth covers his face with his hands, feeling embarrassed.
Well, for you lie to our dear king is a bit complicated, don't you think? Especially since he's known you since you were a child.– Satan says with a sarcastic smile as he leans against the bathroom wall, out of breath.
Shut up, if you hadn't followed me here this wouldn't be happening.– Astaroth looks at Satan, frowning slightly.
Uh-huh, sure, it's always my fault, isn't it? But you were the one who begged me to do something.– Satan approached again and tried to kiss him again, but Astaroth pulled away.
Enough.– the young man gets dressed again– I don't want it anymore, go finish your conversation with my father.– Astar leaves the bathroom and closes the door, leaving Satan alone with an incredulous expression.
Son of a bitch...- the Lord says irritated but somehow amused, looking at his erection and realizing that he would have to stay locked in that bathroom for a while.