Forever Sinners:
Chapter XIII—Do You Love Me?
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This chapter is a lemon!
Meaning sex!
SEX! SEX! SEX! SEX! SEX!
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Might make some of you sick! But it somewhat plays a key role in this fic! Don't worry…For those who don't wanna read this chapter, I'll make sure the next one explains what happened. That's all! JA!
Disclaimer: Jhonen-sama! No! I didn't mean it! Eeeeeeeeeeeek!
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Eff couldn't take the silence any longer; he stood up and moved to leave. However, Pepito grabbed onto his arm, stopping him from leaving.
"It was fun talking with you Pepito," Eff said, trying to sound casual. "We should do it again soon."
"Did I do something wrong?"
"No." Eff turned around, smiling sadly. "It's my fault. I'll talk to you later, okay?"
"How?" Pepito didn't like the feeling of not knowing how to be around his new friend. For the second time in his life, Pepito was worried about someone like he was with Todd.
Eff gave a sad smile again, before pulling a napkin out. Scribbling something down, he handed it Pepito.
"It's the number of the place I'm staying at. Call me if you want, and we'll meet here again."
"A-Alright." Pepito couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Hey! You two faggots done yet?!"
Eff instantly blushed and ran out of the building. Pepito felt his anger flare as he fired a fireball at the offender. Todd soon ran out from around the cashier's register, to stop Pepito's rampage.
Todd! Schmee's voice called from beneath the cash register.
"Not now, Schmee!" Todd tried to block Pepito off from the other customers.
It's about Eff. Eff's aura…it's like my own.
"What did you say!?" Momentarily distracted, Todd's grip on the demon prince lightened enough for him to scorch another person. "Pepito! PEPITO, STOP!"
A growl was his answer as Pepito kept firing flames around the store. Giving up on trying calming Pepito down, Todd ran to grab the fire extinguisher.
However, despite fighting off the flames and the running customers, Todd's mind was elsewhere. Like Schmee's? How…how can that be?
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Eff walked into the apartment. In truth, if he had his own money…if he could get away from him he would, but it was impossible. His master created him molded him out of nothing. A figment of a figment. Eff walked into the second part of the apartment, where he and D resigned.
It was different from the rest of the apartment. Light streamed in through boarded up windows—but at least it streamed in. There were two old beds, each against different walls. Posters showed wish side of the room was which.
D had more dark and sinister things upon his walls, such as, posters from The Crow and such. Eff, however, had more cartoony things, but still held its own darkness. The Nightmare Before Christmas and American McGee's Alice decorated his walls.
Sitting on his bed, Eff put his head in his hands, wondering what kind of mess he had gotten himself into.
You look sad. Missing that demon boy already?
"Master…"
You two don't always have to say that when I show up. It's starting to get on my nerves.
"W-what do you want me to call you?" Eff moved a bit away from the form in the doorway.
The new name I've given myself. He walked into the room fully, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.
"R-Richard?[10]"
Correct.
The Wall Demon had shed himself of his form, giving himself a human's. Taller than even Johnny (but only by a few inches), he very much dwarfed his shivering creation. Unlike Johnny, however, he was more muscular while still being lithe and had a light tan dancing across his skin.
Pushing the raven hair out of his face, he walked over to Eff who moved away.
Changing his voice to that of his human's, Richard asked, "What's wrong, Eff? Do I scare you?"
"…yes…" Even if he lied, Eff knew his master would already see through it.
"Why is that?" The demon sat down next to the once-doughboy.
"…Y-You just do." It was hard to put into words. His aura, the way he looked at Eff, it all frightened the young doughboy.
"Don't be afraid of me." Richard stroked the pale cheek of Eff, brushing his fingers over the tattooed arrows.
"D-Don't!" Eff tried to move away only to have his wrist caught.
"Don't?" His master's eyes narrowed into slits. "It seems I've given you too much "free will" as they say."
"B-But you have Todd to worry ab-about."
"That's true, but I need something to entertain me until then." He smirked. "Don't even think of mentioning D. He's lovely, but not as lovely as I made you out to be."
"…w-why…?"
"Because I can."
A hand its finger into the silken locks of Eff's hair while the other pushed the boy down. Murmuring mock words of comfort, Richard pressed his lips against where neck met shoulder, sucking in the skin lightly.
A soft gasp escaped the pale lips, but gently he tried to push Richard off him. This only earned him a loud slap across his face, adding another bruise to his body.
"Don't test me, Eff." Richard whispered, hotly, into his creation's ear.
Ripping noises soon filled the room as clothing was torn off.
"N-no." Eff used all of his might to push his master off of him, and ran towards the door, trying to cover himself up with the last of his outfit.
Growling, Richard raised his hand and aimed it at Eff. A dark light spun around the fingers as Eff stopped moving all together.
I…I can't move.
"I created you." He got off the bed, over to the paralyzed boy. "And I can break you if I want."
He stood directly behind Eff, reaching a hand out to run it across his back. Digging his nails into the soft flesh, Eff probably would have cried out if he could. A small rivulet of blood dripped down the pale skin was quickly lapped up.
"I love you."
Lie. Eff called into his mind, knowing his master would hear him.
"Perhaps it is…" A kiss against the wound. "Or, perhaps it isn't."
Why…me? Why… Todd…?
"Just to piss Johnny off." It was a true answer, with a bored tone.
All…all this just to…get even with Johnny…? Tears filled his eyes. You…you would torment that boy…
"Worried about someone else? That's sweet." The demon hissed into his ear. "However, you should worry about yourself."
A hand slipped into Eff's pants. Hot breath blew into his ear. It was more than he could stand.
"Shhh….don't be sad." His master kissed his neck while his hand busied itself. "I love you, remember."
No…NO! Tears poured down his face. Master…please…don't…
"I created you with one purpose." He hissed loudly. "To serve me. Do you want to serve me or…fight me?"
Eff's mind was in near hysterics. He didn't know what to do. Then came a sudden, but cold revelation. Who wants to be raped?
The hold on Eff's body left as did the hand to allow Eff to move around easier. Eff turned around to face Richard.
He moved his shaking hands around Richard's face, and kissed him deeply.
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D walked into the apartment, for some odd reason there was noises coming from his and Eff's room. Eff had come back? But what are those… Blinking in confusion, D looked into his room to only be shocked beyond all words.
Eff was on his back, moaning with his legs wrapped around the body above him. His master was whispering things into Eff's ear to make the once-doughboy moan louder. Both were sweating and panting against the other's skin.
They had to have been going at it for awhile…The sun is shining…but not enough to make them this… D suddenly felt disgusted.
He turned to leave when his master's voice entered his head. Enjoying the view, D?
Growling, D did nothing but run out of the apartment.
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TBC?
C&C are welcome.
[10] Okay who didn't see this coming?
Ack! I hate this chapter. I hate it! I can't believe I wrote it! Don't flame me! Waaaaaaah! Forgive me!