I scream my rage, clenching my fists hell fire bursts forth from my skin as I advance on him. I grab him by the throat and slam him into the wall. The air around us reeks of charred fabric and wood as I yell in his face. "They take what is mine! A testament to the hypocrisy that is his faith! He was meant for me!"
I want to scrape his eyes out with my fingernails, disembowel him, tear him to pieces my anger so great. But I can do none of this, his pure soul prevents me and protects him from my wrath, even my fire leaves him unscathed. I yell my anger out again and throw him aside then storm over and grab him up by the throat again. "Kirill deserts me when I need him most!" I bring his face up to mine and growl at him. "And you fail me!"
His anger leaves me weak with desire. His hell fire does not burn me, but I almost wish that it did. My breathing is quick with need as I gasp against his hold.
I reach out and fist his shirt and clench my teeth. "There was no way to stop it by the time you felt it. You are Lord of Temptation - tempt him to sin - he knows love now."
His words insult me! I push him back against the wall once again and snarl at him. "Where would the victory be in that! The soul is so much tastier when the sin is of their own will." I sneer at him. "Tempting a soul to commit sin is far too easy. You should know that Andrew."
My body is reacting to his wrath and I smirk at him, "You could have had my sinful soul. I am beginning to think you like the game of temptation Lucifer."
His eyes are so dark and his lip curled in anger. I feel my cock harden as I press my palms against his hard chest. I want him to press his body to mine, take my mouth with his cruel lips...
His words hit me hard. I feel I should know he doesn't really mean it, that this is his defense, but my heart aches and I have to look away. Bringing my wings in I swallow the lump in my throat and look up at him.
His eyes so harsh and cold... I tilt my head and bow slightly, "As you wish Lucifer."
With that I fall back into the clouds and fall onto my own bed. I glare up at the ceiling and fist my hair. I can no longer push. He has to feel it for himself.
I stare into the space he was just occupying and frown. No fight left in him. I don't understand. Why did he not retaliate? My anger dissipates, it makes me feel uneasy and I pace a while contemplating it.
I can find no logical reason for him to withdraw and I sit to ponder. Slowly a foreign thought filters in as I picture him before he left. My words hurt him, surely that couldn't be.
At first the thought rolls around in my head and it is not one I feel too much for but soon it moves heavier, then heavier still. I start to feel it is something I should care about.
I feel a heaviness in my chest and a draw to follow him. Before long I cannot resist and my hand goes out touching the light. I draw it back quickly and question myself. Why am I doing this? The answer is I don't really know... I just... I ..
I put my hand out again, grit my teeth against the pressure of the light, and follow his trace.
I stand and look at him. Gone is the arrogant attitude. It unnerves me and leaves me wondering, feeling uneasy, and a little curious. "You do not wish to fight me anymore?"
I spread my wings and rise above him as my anger races through me, "You have been offered what destroyed you Lucifer and this is what you make of it!"
With a strong wave of my right wing the filth on the alter sprays in his face, "Wallow in your filth Lucifer, wallow in your self pity. I hope you choke on it!"
My heart aches, but my rage for his contempt and refusal to acknowledge what he feels fuels me. Reaching out I grab hold of the ether, my inner light shining brightly down on him, "You will one day know what you have lost!"
Insane rage fills me and I reach into the ether pouring it forth. Even as the coldness of the light stabs at me painfully my darkness flows out staining it. I scream after him. "You are a fool Andrew!"
Then I am yanked back, my arms being torn from the ether. I turn in my rage and slam my hand through the offender spreading my darkness into him as I feel the heat of his entrails in my grip. I growl at him. "You have interfered one time too many in my doings Kirill." I lift him to my face and snarl at him. "I banish you. Go back to the filth of our fathers doing! Say hello to your brother for me." Then I throw him into the ether.
With that I turn to the whore. I stalk to her and put my hand on her head. I use my fathers gift and take her soul in return for resurrecting her in demon form. She spits and snarls now but kneels at my feet. My servant of hell to do with as I please. "Go find him and kill him." I wave my hand and she is gone.
I feel her presence - even I had not her loud breathing would have given her away to even the deaf. I shake my head and turn.
Lucifer is so filled with rage he gives this whore life only to have me destroy her. I wait for her to make a move so I can kill her in self defense - kill being a relative word at this point.
It is all to easy and I almost feel bad for Lucifer - almost. He has tainted the ether so I may as well send her back to which she came. I look down on her and take pity on her. With a wave of my hand she is clean and dressed in white.
I close my eyes and send her back to him knowing the moment she gently falls at his feet.
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I want to scrape his eyes out with my fingernails, disembowel him, tear him to pieces my anger so great. But I can do none of this, his pure soul prevents me and protects him from my wrath, even my fire leaves him unscathed. I yell my anger out again and throw him aside then storm over and grab him up by the throat again. "Kirill deserts me when I need him most!" I bring his face up to mine and growl at him. "And you fail me!"
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I reach out and fist his shirt and clench my teeth. "There was no way to stop it by the time you felt it. You are Lord of Temptation - tempt him to sin - he knows love now."
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His eyes are so dark and his lip curled in anger. I feel my cock harden as I press my palms against his hard chest. I want him to press his body to mine, take my mouth with his cruel lips...
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His eyes so harsh and cold... I tilt my head and bow slightly, "As you wish Lucifer."
With that I fall back into the clouds and fall onto my own bed. I glare up at the ceiling and fist my hair. I can no longer push. He has to feel it for himself.
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I can find no logical reason for him to withdraw and I sit to ponder. Slowly a foreign thought filters in as I picture him before he left. My words hurt him, surely that couldn't be.
At first the thought rolls around in my head and it is not one I feel too much for but soon it moves heavier, then heavier still. I start to feel it is something I should care about.
I feel a heaviness in my chest and a draw to follow him. Before long I cannot resist and my hand goes out touching the light. I draw it back quickly and question myself. Why am I doing this? The answer is I don't really know... I just... I ..
I put my hand out again, grit my teeth against the pressure of the light, and follow his trace.
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"Go home Lucifer."
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With a strong wave of my right wing the filth on the alter sprays in his face, "Wallow in your filth Lucifer, wallow in your self pity. I hope you choke on it!"
My heart aches, but my rage for his contempt and refusal to acknowledge what he feels fuels me. Reaching out I grab hold of the ether, my inner light shining brightly down on him, "You will one day know what you have lost!"
And into the ether I disappear.
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Then I am yanked back, my arms being torn from the ether. I turn in my rage and slam my hand through the offender spreading my darkness into him as I feel the heat of his entrails in my grip. I growl at him. "You have interfered one time too many in my doings Kirill." I lift him to my face and snarl at him. "I banish you. Go back to the filth of our fathers doing! Say hello to your brother for me." Then I throw him into the ether.
With that I turn to the whore. I stalk to her and put my hand on her head. I use my fathers gift and take her soul in return for resurrecting her in demon form. She spits and snarls now but kneels at my feet. My servant of hell to do with as I please. "Go find him and kill him." I wave my hand and she is gone.
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Lucifer is so filled with rage he gives this whore life only to have me destroy her. I wait for her to make a move so I can kill her in self defense - kill being a relative word at this point.
It is all to easy and I almost feel bad for Lucifer - almost. He has tainted the ether so I may as well send her back to which she came. I look down on her and take pity on her. With a wave of my hand she is clean and dressed in white.
I close my eyes and send her back to him knowing the moment she gently falls at his feet.
You will have to do better than that Lucifer.
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