I’m just giving you options, okay?
And I don’t know. He seems pretty serious about it. It’s making me anxious. I’m doubling the protection on Imogen. I don’t want her to be caught in one of Belial’s insane power schemes, especially if he’s going through with it this time.
Look, he’s not going to lay a hand on Genny, all right? Don’t even think like that. He wouldn’t get the chance to. I’ll even stay with 24/7. She won’t leave anyone’s sight.
One of them, Belial I believe, has picked up his legions and is preparing to move and, as I understand it, start a new Hell. Apparently he’s already bribing the Princes to join him. Mammon has already agreed. I am still unsure of Berith — even if he is not a prince, he is still a good friend of mine — but I believe he will remain loyal.
What about you, Beelzebub? Where do you stand?
Why would you even— we’re raising a child, do you think I’m just gonna pick her up and waltz with Belial to where ever? Thanks for thinking so highly of me.
Belial’s probably just throwing a fit like he does. He’s been wanting to get to the top as of late, I thought giving him access to my office would be enough, but I guess not.
Thanks guys. That makes me feel really fucking fantastic.
Losing? We’re losing princes?
Lucifer purred, allowing the blackened blood to drip down his legs. “But I topped yesterday…” he sucked his lip, “How about we take turns? We do have two hours…” The Devil grinned, biting at Beelzebub’s neck as he lifted his leg. He pushed the other demon against the wall, his wings sprouting and pinning his arms above his head. Lucifer’s hands dug into Beelzebub’s waist and hoisted him up, teasing his tightened entrance.
Beelzebub groaned when he was bitten, loud enough to startle himself, loud enough for him to become more aware of his surroundings. Can’t be too vocal, he mentally noted. Not today. He swallowed, anticipated, even more so when he saw Lucifer’s wings. He rested his head against the cold tiles of the wall and flexed his fingers. He hadn’t noticed, but he’d started biting at his lips, eyes shut, cautious not to breathe too heavily, to even make a sound. Sooner or later, someone was going to come in.
Lucifer was going through the same emotion. All he could think of was him and Beez, and how he’d wronged him. Thoughts and emotions he’d suppressed surfaced, and his brain was swollen in thought. With his mind hazy, he sat up and looked at his partner. Slowly, he leaned in and kissed Beelzebub, fireworks exploding in his stomach as he did so.
The kiss, thankfully, blanketed all of the negative emotions stirring inside of Beelzebub. Despite all of the previous harsh feelings between the both of them, he surrendered and kissed Lucifer back, the gentle intimacy igniting a series of emotions that filled his entire being. He pulled away for a moment, only to find himself leaning back in for another kiss. And then another. Each kiss made gradually made him feel better.
