OO The Fallen OO
"Stop... Chance, cut it out... Stop, you little fucker- I said stop! Father! Father! Make him stop! I'm about to beat the shit out of him- if you don't give that back, ill- CHANCE!"
"I don't have time for this- Chance, give him back his underwear! What are you guys?! Twelve?! I thought I was finished with dealing with your immature behaviors!"
Seeing his brother run towards the mansion with his undergarments nestled tightly around his head that he balled up in his case, Sebastian dropped his things and ran after the laughing man.
"THIS ISN'T FUNNY, YOU FUCKING FRUIT!"
Sighing in annoyance, Lucifer lowered his sons belongings onto the well polished floors and sat against it with his back resting on Sebastian's dropped suitcase.
How did this man survive almost half of the earths existence with these two daft men that he had to call sons? He could barely stand it when they started talking because as soon as they had a good grasp on some vocabulary, that's when all the fighting started. Their relationship was on and off. One night, Sebastian would barge into Chance's room with his teddy bear in one rice stubbed hand and sleep with his brother, while another night they would be crying and pulling each others hair over who got to play with their father first. At first, it was very charming due to their personality clashes,but then it started getting out of hand when they got older. The king truly thought that they would simply grow out of that dilemma...
Well,maybe he might be wrong.. Chance could possibly be apologizing for his behavior and they could be making up right as he-
"HAHA! HEY LADIES! LOOK AT SETH'S LITTLE TIDY WHITEYS! THEY GOT LITTLE PENGUINS ON THE SIDE! HOW CUTE! GIRLS LIKE THAT SHIT,RIGHT?!"
Nope..That will never happen for as long as he still lays in the tender arms of life itself.
OO The Fallen OO
As soon as a pair of identical leather licked shoes came stammering and slipping into the large doors of the estate, Chance stopped right in his tracks to take his time to sit and awe over the fine detail. Everywhere his golden orbs slipped, he was met with the sparkling dazzle of mirror like waters freezing in time behind large glass surface looked so delicate and clear, that one would think that the water was actually the walls. It was indescribable. Never before has the man ever witnessed a house or even a whore house that was submerged in hells ocean. Giant swerving fishes in raptures of pigmentation were dancing under the floating rainbows of flower pedals. There was ribbons of all different shades tied on the necks of Manatees as they swam to the glass to kiss the guests a polite greeting.
One of the turtles that was hiding in the darkness of his home,had crawled out from the melting sand that flew up like millions of diamonds under the strong ray of sunlight, and flew to the surface of the glass. It was as if Chance was mesmerized by that one divine mammal and he found himself waltzing towards the glass to rest his palm on it. The surface was extremely cool in temperature and if he moved his fingers a bit to the side, he could see the smallest clues of his first imprints on the portal walls. He felt as if he was the very first to take the surfaces virginity in purity.
Not too long after he rested his curious paw on the exterior, the sea turtle that was wavering in the salty waters had swam closer and placed its head against the glass where his hand had slept.
Chance was truly amazed by something so divine in nature. It was simply exquisite and it took his breath away as fast as his heart pumped in his heaving chest. Everything was so bright and clear and If he looked closer, he could start to see the resplendent light from the sun start to yawn over the sky.
Even the water was as crystal blue as he could ever even imagine. Never in his life, would the man ever even think he would be able to live to this day to finally see something so naturally sublime.
Closing his eyes slightly, the man let the few rods of light brush against his face from through the glass and let it comb through his platinum blonde hair with its warm breath of life.
"CHANCE! IM GOING TO KILL Y-...Woah.."
"Yeah.. I know, right? This whole place looks like an ocean maze.."
Right when Sebastian was about to walk towards the glass, forgetting about his flying underwear that was on his brothers head, the back of his neck was slapped with a hard cold object.
"OW-MOTHER FU-"
"What makes you guys think that running in here and putting your greasy paws all over my damn walls is allowed?! Have some respect!"
Startled by the hunters cry of pain, Chance instantly knew what was going on and bolted behind a porcelain table to duck from his destiny.
"Father, we are grown ass men! Why do you still bring that damn ruler everywhere with you?!"
"Well, if you guys are men, then why do you still run around a well sophisticated mansion with your brothers underwear on your fucking pea sized head?! Give Sebastian back his belongings and man the hell up! I taught you better than this! You are a prince! Act like one!"
Just when Lucifer was starting to walk towards his muttering son that was trying to camouflage with the table before him, the extravagant expanse of the halls were echoed with a cordial salute.
"Welcome, my boys! I haven't seen you guys in centuries. Look at how much you've grown!"
Straightening their postures, Sebastian quickly snatched his flapping briefs from his brothers head and fixed himself to best complement his able-bodied pride. Both pair of curious orbs had met with the almost familiar form of their uncle standing before them with a huge smile plastered on his meaty face. The man was completely divergent in appearance from their father. While their elder was almost as close to perfect as it gets with his majestic like looks, their uncle on the other hand was more of like the typical Middle aged looking man that was going through a divorce. His once tight and elegant looks had diminished along with gravity and his weight that he carried within his stomach area looked very unhealthy and almost ill looking. He literally looked like as if he were a pig in a penguin suit. Clearly, there was no resemblance any longer with their father and him, but there was two things that still stood within resemblance in beauty. Their uncle still had those bright and radiant crimson orbs that reflected off the pride that their family was harvested to contain, and his hair was still as smooth and well kept as their father. The starless darkness of its shade was still in existence, still in tip top quality.
His skin was as white as expected, but had a bit of grease pouring out from his dermis. It wasn't much, but it was still noticeable from its obvious luster against the light.
The two sons had only met their uncle once when they were growing into their teenage years and Sebastian was still in the closet. To clarify, the hunter had not told anyone but himself when he did finally find out who he was. Their uncle's stay was very limited due to business matters and financial crisis that he had to quickly take care of. To simple things out, he had only visited to keep his brothers business a success. Of course at the time, Sebastian and Chance were by no means, interested in associating with him so there was only a couple of conversations that brewed between the three and that was that. They didn't really like him so much because they thought that their uncle was lacking a real personality, but then again they couldn't really say that they hated him.. After all, they only met once.
Clearing his throat, the hunter attempted to break the ice by introducing his gratitude first.
"Good morning,Mr.-"
"Please! Please, my boy! Call me uncle Harvey! You boys are my family."
"Um- I'm sorry. Uncle Harvey, we are very grateful for you to even consider us to enter into your lovely mansion. It is truly very extravagant in appearance."
"Yeah! Its amazing! And I bet the women are equally as divine? "
Chance interrupted, rubbing his hands together in a gesture for his bubbling excitement.
Before Harvey could respond, Lucifer had quickly added in between the available silence,
" Before you say anything else, I just wanted to let you know that these boys are troublemakers .So if one of them or even both, try to attempt anything that is not within your consent or book of mannerism, please feel free to send them back. They simply are here for experience and nothing more."
"Ah, I understand. They still are boys! They've finally reached the age to finally know what it feels like to bed real women? Maybe I might even have some high quality call girls that they could try for free?"
Scratching his meaty chin with his balmy hands, Harvey quickly scanned the boys faces to study their reaction to what he had just spat out. Chance was emitting the usual expression of pure and radiant excitement, while Sebastian on the other hand was quietly wandering his interests back to the fishes that kissed the salty sea behind the glass. It was visually obvious that the man had no interest in the conversation any longer.
Harvey had simply disregarded that and turned his attention back to the king.
"Well, you and I have business to discuss! I have recently looked upon the stocks that had seemed to rise within the last month an-"
While all three men were discussing financial matters, Chance on the other hand was too busy letting his curiosity get the better of him. He slowly waltzed back to the glass wall in front of him and stuck his hand back on the cool surface. Out of boredom, the male slid his hand across the wall as he walked away and watched as all the fishes that were swimming close to his hand, start to flutter away in a fright from the unusual action.
As he walked farther and farther away from his pack, he began to notice that there was a large jacuzzi behind a pair of transparent glass doors.
Almost instantly, his avid had perked and he quickly moved closer to try and catch a glimpse of some early birds bathing in the glimmering mirror waters.
"Aw! Some hot babes for me tonight!"
Chance's breath began to fog onto the glass from excitement as he watched a forest of women resting beside the water to catch some heating rays. It looked as if the doves were waiting for the sun to rise to its perch on the sky to try and get the best tan they could get. The earlier they are, the more their skin starts to ripen to a delectable healthy shade and the sooner they get requested by a million dollar man.
The whole floor that separated the ground from the jacuzzi was covered in piles of peach sand that was decorated and laced with various species of shells, sinking deep into its salty grains. Layers of women in an impressive types of cultures were laying on top of the surface of their neon colored towels with their skin all ready and seasoned up with the right ingredients to get them to start cooking as soon a possible. A heterogeneous amount of doves in all different body types were laying on their slenderly perfect backs with their revealing yellow bikini tops untied on the back to only rest teasingly on their ripened breasts. Sun glasses, beach balls, and sandy drenched little multi colored high heels laid scattered across the ground without uniformity to resemble a hot and beautiful mess. It was as close to heaven Chance could ever get. There had to be about a hundred women sunbathing in the grand expanse of the room.
As the man was hopping around in his little bubble of excitement, he almost missed a contrasting shadow that differed completely from the others.
Noticing something going on in the water, his attention then quickly altered towards the intruding source with curious orbs staining the area. Behind the rippling whips of steam that fogged up his view, there was a single Silhouette rising from under the water to elegantly gasp for the air that it craved. Still not able to see the features of the mystery shadow, all Chance could see was the most perfect slender body he's ever laid eyes on. Its torso was long and foxy and the legs on that thing.. It was unimaginable! How can a living creature even poses limbs so refined and scrumptious as the ones he was viewing at that moment?
"Ciel! Its like a hundred degrees out hea'! How da hell are you not melting in that wadda,boy?! You crazy,you know dat?"
Startled by the sudden voice yapping in the mild silence, a woman with loose beach blonde curls and an invasion of freckles had spoken up as she tore her bug sized sunglasses off her perfectly pale face to argue amongst the wavering waters.
"Its fine, Hun..The water feels perfect in the mornings.. Id rather be in a pot of boiling water than flopping all over the ground like a fish on land. Its dry up there. Stay hydrated, sweet pea."
"Whateva.. You need a tan. Your as white as my ass, honey... Whea are your heels, anyway? I wanna borrow them for a session latea today."
Sucking in his teeth in annoyance, the doe lifted himself from the water and foraged his way out from the thick cloud of milky fog to slap a familiar clank of heels against the concrete tiles.
"You should have told me that sooner, sweetie. I was going to leave them out in the sun anyway to dry. They got wet from my last session.. What time is your customer coming in?"
Instantly, Chance's stomach began to flutter with amazement as soon as he saw a porcelain delicate face whip out from the heavy steam. It was like as if the world was slowing down right in that moment when he caught sight of the most extravagantly divine face show itself under the sun. cerulean dark hair that looked as tender soft as the freshest silk ever created by man. There was a sparkling white peacock feather that was attached to the side of his bangs to only cascade down drunkly on the curve of his milky shoulder. He had long legs that were graceful in every movement were decorated in films of water droplets, sliding down his supple thighs, delicately. Even the boys eyes were like art in its finest form. One was the deepest most brightest shade of cerulean blue that he's ever seen before while the other was covered mysteriously by a golden laced eye patch that was embedded in small diamonds to create a fan of feathers. It was like he was staring right into a diamond crusted sapphire. The blue was visually reflecting off any signs of light and acted like a diamond by twinkling whatever source would come into contact with it. His lashes were long and luscious, brushing ever so gently against his naturally defined cheekbones every time he blinked or even smiled.
Spinning on his damp heels, Ciel bucked and swayed his hips towards the towel rack that was right in the direction where the doors were.. The exact location where the blonde was hiding. It took a good few seconds for the man to snap out of his trance and begin to nervously fidget around to quickly find himself an excuse for being there. He was tempted to run back to his pack, but that would have been embarrassing because the doe would see that action quite clearly and probably loose all interest in the man when he saw him. So he decided to play it cool and quickly lean against the wall behind him, acting like he was visually absorbed by his nails.
Through the corner of his eye, he noticed that the doe had finally caught sight of him and slowed down his movements to take time to look him over with peeking attraction. Grabbing the towel that was resting on the door, the boy slowly dried himself and opened the doors to greet the peeping customer.
"Hey there, stranger. What are you doing all the way back here?"
Taking a observant look at Chance's group discussing important matters,he also took time to look at the male that was facing away from the does eyes and noticed a resemblance.
"Is that your brother? Cousin?"
"What?"
With natural slickness to hide his humming heart, Chance cooly looked back at Sebastian and nodded.
"Yeah, he's my brother.. But how did you know he was related to me?"
"Well.. I can't really see his face so well, but he does have the same firm ass that you have."
Taking a step closer, the doe sauntered to his side and gingerly grabbed his toned bicep in his small hands and caressed the muscle with the tip of his finger in a flirtatious gesture as he bit the bottom of his cherry stained lips.
"And he does have the same nice toned arms as you.. Long legs.. That incredibly ripped body that is visible through your shirt.. Tell me, stranger..Why is it your here? You defiantly look like a bloke that is capable of bedding any woman you want.. So why go for wonton whores?"
Gulping down his heart that was starting to crawl up his throat, Chance let the boy press his damp body flush against his chest and slither his hand towards his growing erection.
Chance noticed that Ciel had a thick, attractive, British accent that was heavy on the words. His brother also contained that same pronunciation in his vocabulary but it seemed to die down a notch as the centuries rolled on by. His family had that traditional American accent ever since half the earth was even formed. So it was always a treasure to hear unique articulations from various amounts of people. Clearly, the Michaelis pack was able to pick up on any language or expression that they wanted, but it just wouldn't stay forever if they were separated by the producer of the language.
"Uh.. Well actually, my brother and I came to look for experience with a prostitution house.. I- uh- aren't you male?"
"One hundred percent man, stranger. You don't feel like your straight though... How about I give you a little welcoming gift?"
Rubbing the straining bulge roughly with his hand, Ciel leaned up and breathed out into his ear and bit his lobe to feel the man finally giving in to temptation and clasped his large hands on the boys ass clothed in tight black leather shorts to give it a man drenched squeeze. Ciel moaned out a wonton breathy gasp, sliding his supple lips down to lick the side of his neck in a starving manner.
"I need you to meet me in my room in twenty minutes. Can you do that, stranger? Ill make you feel even better than what these whores can provide for you.. Ill ride you all day long,baby.. You want that?"
Letting a bone racking shiver prickle his body, Chance let out a frustrated grunt and slammed the boy against the wall to cage him up in his aroused sweating limbs as Ciel was in the middle of adjusting his grape dark corset to his liking. He never bedded a man before,and he never even thought about it, but this boy was something else. Ciel's sexy behavior was much more dark and mysterious than any woman he's ever slept with. He was one of a kind and he had to get him to bed before he explodes all over his pants from anticipation. He had a strong feeling that there was more meaning behind that panther lusted gaze than he thought and it thrilled him even more than he wanted. He was danger on legs.
"You look so excited, baby.. Am I your first? I can't be.. There must be so much men out there that would die to be able to sleep with you.. "
Ciel began to sugar coat his complements more and more to upgrade the blonde's confidence. The more the man had his pride, the more delicious his blood would taste after an orgasm. Oh how desperately he wanted to feast.. He's been deprived from any nourishment from his clients because his father was still punishing him. It wasn't even two days yet and he was already almost about to faint from starvation. He had to get this man in his bed before his father would find out. He simply can't last more than three months worth of a punishment without his nourishment.
The doe remembered quite clearly that the longest he's ever been without food would be about half a year because his superior was enraged about his stubbornness the first time the boy was forced into those services. He was still fresh with a disintegrated heart and open wounds that he vowed to himself that he wouldn't sleep with anyone but his lover for as long as his life would carry on in hell. But as his customers came and went, they all complained about his lack of services and they demanded a refund. Of course, this whore house was much more classier than the rest so that was heaps of money that Harvey lost.
To prevent suspicion from the king, he personally took matters in his own hands and that's where the brutal punishment began to enroll. He raped the boy constantly on a daily basis; three times a day to be more accurate, to get him used to getting penetrated by various men. He would slap him, pull his hair, knock out his teeth, break his limbs, and even decapitate his legs to only let then heal back in a couple of days to only repeat the process all over again. It was more than hell with what he had to go through for centuries at a time but eventually the deprivation from blood became so serious, that Ciel felt his insides begin to eat themselves dry. It was miraculous pain that he had to inure and no matter how much he called for his past lover to come and rescue him, there would never be a response. At that desperate time, he could care less about being fateful.. He lost all hope from his pool of sanity within time and began to melt into the darkness that surrounded was forced to feast on sexually frustrated men and that was the beginning to a whole new story for him. The beginning of a whole new life for a worthless slut.
"Hey! What are you doing you oaf?! We're going to our rooms now!"
The blonde flinched visually at the change in atmosphere and immediately snapped his head to his provider. Sebastian hissed and spat out colorful fountain amounts of curse words through his straining teeth and stomped to the area where he was.
Seeing a slender delicate silhouette being trapped by long slender arms, he couldn't see the face of the person as it was buried deep into his brothers neck.
As he got closer, Chance became more self conscious about what the hunter might say about the given situation. Would he be shocked and disturbed that he was smooching and licking on another male and tell his father? He had no idea and he had to think fast because the man's steps were becoming more audible to his reddening ears.
"Seth, Make sure you don't forget his bags! Ill be going now. Stay out of trouble."
Right when the man gave his last salutations to his superior behind him, Chance then felt a cold draft begin to tickle his stomach.
The boy was gone.
"What the he-"
"Stop trying to get laid and lets go. All these women give me the goosebumps.. Brainless bitches.."
Seeing a flash of silver stab the corner of his eyes, Sebastian looked back in time to see a designer ankle boot disappear behind the sharp turn of a wall.
For some reason,just seeing that made the man's stomach flutter abnormally in a pitfall within his inner emotions. His hands blamed up to a glossy finish, lips chapped, and his heart rate began to falter to a pasty stop. For the first time in ages, the man felt in danger like a deer in headlights. There was nothing he could do but only stutter out the beginnings to his fate.
".. W-Who was.. That?"
OO The Fallen OO
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