Ichiro snapped his fingers and instantly, the demon guards securing the Inferno's entrances... were stupefied.
The devil tiptoed forward... while holding the redheaded angel's hand... and brought him to a certain part of the hell.
After their expedition across the sharp and slippery stones of the cave... Ichiro finally hauled and squeezed Hanamichi's hand... coaxing him to halt.
"In this part... there's only two way to exit... this one..." Ichiro pointed the entrance where they were hiding behind the rocks. "And another at the side of the Emperor's bed throne."
Hanamichi nodded. He had never felt so frightened in his life before this.
The devil held the angel's shoulders and took assurance of the other's comprehension. "I'll get the Emperor's attention... you go by yourself. It's a huge hole... soar below and you would see Kaede." Then hugged Hanamichi... like he would never be able to do so... again. "I don't regret I met you."
Slowly and seductively... Ichiro stepped closer to the Emperor's bed throne... and stripped his cloak off his body.
Hanamichi wanted to shut his eyes and refused to see the obscenity of the picture... but he had to sense the right timing to cross that room and proceed to where his Kaede was.
Suddenly, the emperor woke from his sleep and smiled at the sight of his naked son... who was moving his hips erotically... and bringing his arms above his head.
Ichiro swayed his head to the left... and his raven bangs synchronized with the heat-provoking movement. Hisashi could feel his very essence contracting its every muscle... yearning to hold the young devil with his hands.
The solitary room rose in temperature as the Emperor enjoyed the scenery.
Hopping his feet towards the bed... Ichiro didn't cut his dancing. He slid his right hand down his muscular vanilla-white chest... to his rock hard abs... and even deeper.
Hanamichi wanted to vomit... It's not a show he intended to see.
Finally... Ichiro dropped his knees on the soft bed... capturing all the attention of his father away from any other matters.
Hisashi licked his own tongue... craving for the taste of his own son... craving to feel the climax of rubbing in.
Breathing hard and inhaling all the courage of the world... Hanamichi crept across the room... towards the only hole he could see.
Before the angel would release his wings and fly downwards... he gave a one last look at Ichiro.
Hisashi was holding the other's left hip... then those fingers went upwards in a curve to touch the abs... and slid downwards.
"Oh yeah..." The Emperor murmured... hoarsely.
Hanamichi squeezed his eyes and resumed to his purpose. He flew down the vast hole.
"Open your legs to me son." Hisashi ordered and Ichiro obliged by lying his head opposite to Hisashi... and spreading his arms like an eagle. While his legs were opened widely like a woman giving birth.
When Hanamichi reached the lowest part of the hole... he immediately spotted the towering crystal at the center.
Kaede's eyes were closed inside the transparent crystal... and Hanamichi could feel his miseries... every pain he is experiencing right on that moment. If he's walking in a dream right now... is he dreaming about me? The angel thought.
Back in the Emperor's bed throne... the scent of the angel reached Hisashi's nostrils.
Constantly, Hisashi was sucking Ichiro's a portion of Ichiro's neck... and the smell awakened his other senses.
"I smell something."
Automatically... Ichiro's heart thumped hastily that it almost blocked his breathing. In order to obliterate the smell from the Emperor's mind, Ichiro cupped his father's both cheeks and made their eyes meet.
"I want more, Your Highness."
Ichiro thought he would be successful... but unfortunately, Hisashi pushed him back on the bed with such a force to crash his body.
The bed throne quaked from the impact... and Hisashi sniffed even more to trace the origin of the heavenly smell.
"Are you turning your back on me?"
Indigo orbs terrorized the young devil. He couldn't pick the words to say. He never thought of betraying the Dark Emperor... he just wanted to help Hanamichi... and make him happy with just the sight of Kaede.
Hisashi dug his fingers on Ichiro's neck... suffocating him.
"We will see."
Jumping from the bed throne... Hisashi followed the intensity of the smell... to where it would lead him.
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