After they were finished, Damien rolled out of bed and went to stand by the window with his back to the blond, who was still in bed watching him. His pale skin glistened in the light from the flames outside that provided the only light in the dark room. His naked flesh was drenched in sweat and the space between his goat-like legs was dripping with semen. From Pip's angle, he could just make out the faint scars on his husband's broad back. His inky black hair stuck to the back of his neck and face.

Pip thought this was the most beautiful sight his eyes have ever seen.

It's amazing how much an opinion could change in just three years. When they first married, Pip couldn't stand the sight of his husband's naked form. But now that they have been together so long Pip couldn't wait to hop into bed with his demon lover. 'Who knew that such an ungodly creature could be so heavenly in the bedroom,' Pip thought lusciously as he licked his lips.

"I'm going up to earth tomorrow." Damien said suddenly.

This caught Pip off guard and forced him out of his sinful thoughts. He sat up in bed and stared at his husband. "What?" He demanded an explanation. Why would Damien tell him this all of a sudden and not before hand? Did he want to play with Pip first before he dropped this on him? Pip folded his arms and glared at Damien when he finally turned around to look at him.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." He apologized. Pip just huffed in response and turned his head away. Damien sighed, knowing that a simple apology would not get him out of this one. Sometimes, but not often, he missed the days when Pip didn't give a damn if he disappeared for a few days at a time to go up to earth. It made going on business trips so much easier.

But nevertheless, Damien knew that he only needed to use some of his devilish charm to cool the Brit down.

He sat back down on the bed and scooted closer to the blond. Pip refused to look at him, even when Damien started to rub his shoulders. "I'm sorry darling," Damien breathed into his ear seductively, making Pip tremble. That wasn't fair. Damien knew what that did to Pip. It really, really wasn't fair. The blond melted into his chest as pleasant sparks shot threw him.

"I didn't tell you because I didn't want to spoil the mood." His deep voice was now just below a whisper. He started kissing Pip's neck, making him tremble even more in his arms. "You just looked so beautiful tonight and I wanted to spend every last second I could with you before I was forced to go up with my father. I do hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me. "

Oh he doesn't play fair at all!

Instead of trying to argue with Damien, Pip let his lust take over his better judgement and tackled Damien into the pillows for another round of lovemaking.

It was the first day without his husband and the morning had already passed without event. When Pip had woken up, he was almost surprised when Damien wasn't laying beside him. He was so used to waking up to see his darling husband smiling down at him, it saddened him to wake all alone in their large bed. Nevertheless, he got up and started his day.

He chose to spend the day lounging about in his shared room, letting the time pass idly by as he waited eagerly for his love to return in a few days. But the act of lounging was tiring even for the most relaxed of souls and soon Pip fell into a peaceful sleep. His tranquil day of relaxation was ended when he woke up, finding himself in a different place then where he fell asleep.

The first thing he realized was the cold, that was what woke him up in the first place. It was so unusual. He hadn't felt cold in nearly four years. It seemed impossible to feel chilly when you literally had an ocean view of the lake of fire from your bedroom window. Not to mention the fact that he was constantly in the arms of a demon, a creature that naturally gives off heat from their warm skin.

The room was small and dark. The walls, from what Pip could tell, were made of carved stone and beneath him was a rocky, gravel floor. He tried to stand up but a chain around his neck that was nailed to the stone wall behind him kept him in place. He was forced to sit there on the dirt floor in total darkness. At times like these he wished he had Damien's power to see in the dark.

But unfortunately angels didn't possess this gift, leaving them blind and helpless in the shadows. And that was what Pip was at the moment, blind, alone and vunrable in the darkness. To say that he was frightened would be an understatement.

The door to the dark room opened suddenly, letting a triangle of light to shine in. Pip was just out of reach of the light as he huddled himself up against the stone wall in fear. A tall, slim figure stepped into the door way, silhouetted by the light. A 'click' was heard and suddenly a dim light from a hanging bulb lit the room. He now knew where he was; in one of the castle dungeons.

Pip could also see that it was a woman standing in the doorway.

She was tall and skeletal, as if she hadn't eaten properly in months. Her dark hair was about as long as Pip's and framed her bony face. Her black, sunken eyes were heavily bagged and seemed to be cutting through Pip as she glared down at him. She didn't look as though she could really hurt him physically, but Pip still worried that she was some kind of demon.

And she must have been a powerful one if she was able to get past the guards outside Pip's bedroom door and kidnap him. Not to mention bring him down here to the heavily guarded dungeon. Hadn't anybody noticed that she dragged Damien's husband all the way down here? And if they didn't then have they even noticed he was gone? Where were all the loyal servants that swore to protect him when he needed them most?

The woman crossed the room to stand in front of him. She smiled down at Pip and crossed his bony arms. "Oh, look at how lovely you are. A true vision of an angel, no wonder why he chose you over all his other suitors."She frowned then. "All of Hell is talking about you two, even three years after the wedding your still the 'IT' couple. I bet you two are very happy together, aren't you?"

He had no idea who this woman was or why she brought him down here. All he wanted right now was to go back to his and Damien's room. He wanted to go back to the night before where he was safe in Damien's arms. Safe and away from this crazy woman and her unusual fascination with his and Damien's marriage. Her voice was cruel and mocking as she spoke to him, even more so as she broke into wicked laughter.

Pip cringed at that horrible laughter, almost in tears.

Her insane, almost maniacal laughter died down and she returned to frowning at Pip. "He was so perfect. Everyone in Hell wanted to be with him, even the damned souls." She told him with a deep scowl on her bony face."He could have anyone of them, he could have had me, but instead he chose you! A perfect little angel that no one in Hell could compare to!"

"W-who are you?" Pip asked meekly, the question that's been itching him since he woke up finally finding it's way to the surface. " Why did you bring me down here?"

"I could have been Damien's bride, I deserved to be his!" She said, ignoring Pip's questions. "His father offered me to him as a suitor and he just turned me away. And for what? For a disgusting angel like you?" She glared at him again, making the boy flinch and tremble.

'She's insane!' He thought. 'Damien turned her marriage offer down and she went insane!' He couldn't blame Damien for turning her away. She looked to be but a shadow of someone that used to be pretty but then their looks faded away. Pip wondered if she was pretty when she was offered to Damien.

"You don't deserve Damien, not like I do." She went on. Pip stared up at her, anger suddenly creeping it's way to his surface as he continued to listen to her rant. "You don't appreciate Damien! You take his love for granted. I would never be so ungrateful!" Her bony face turned red as she screamed. "I could have been a better wife! I would love him! you don't care about him, not like I do!"

His fear was overcome by sudden rage. Pip glared up at the skeletal woman while she continued to rave on and on. How dare she say he was ungrateful of Damien. He loved Damien! She had no idea of all the things that happened to them in the past three years. This woman had no idea of what Pip had to sacrifice to be with his husband. How dare she pretend like she knew everything about him!

"I should kill you right here and now, you ungrateful brat." She spat at him.

That struck a cord in Pip's mind, fueling his anger and made him think of ideas of retaliation. He would make her pay for her insolence and she would learn that he is the one true suitor for Damien.

Pip broke out in a fit of laughter, confusing the crazed woman. Angry, she demanded that he tell her what was so funny. Pip raised his head and smiled up at her. Still chuckling, he said "Tell me ma'am, have you ever fought an angel before?"

She raised a brow at him but before she could ask Pip stopped laughing so abruptly that it shocked her into silence. His already blue eyes began to glow a icy, almost whitish color. The woman's screams soon filled the dungeon as her blood splattered the walls.

"Guess not."Pip said as he used his anglic powers to brake the chain around his neck. Then he stood up, smiling down at the woman's mangaled corpse as he rubbed his sore neck. It had been awhile since he last used his powers, he feared they wouldn't work down here in Hell. This is the first time he had the chance to use them. He didn't think he'd have to use them to defend himself against a crazed Damien fangirl.

Pip was sitting by the window when Damien suddenly walked in, surprising the Brit. He jumped up to greet his husband.

"Hey sweetheart." Damien leaned down and gave Pip a quick kiss on the lips. Excited to see his husband home early from his trip, Pip jumped up and wrapped his arms around his neck. "The business trip was canceled so I was able to come home early." He told him once they broke apart. Lifting the blond off his feet, Damien carried him over to the other side of the room and placed him down on the bed.

"So what did you do all day without me?" He asked.

Pip smiled and shrugged. "Oh, nothing much." His eyes glowed that whitish color again before he crashed his lips to Damien's and tackled him into the mattress.

A/N: Dear god, I was re-reading this whole story and I realized how my writeing has improved with each chapter. This story has been with me during my whole South Park fandom (Which is the first fandom I ever wrote fanfics for) This is probably my favorite of all my fanfics, even if it is just a bunch of pointless oneshots.

Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I wanna work more on this story so be sure to stay tooned for more!