Questioned of Self
Chapter 13: Methods of Persuasion
Setsuna slammed the secret door with all his might, hoping that the monster Lucifer turned into wouldn't come raging in after him. What did I do? He worried. Why—why did I call him that? Kira! Could I have been sane at that moment? And those words that were spoken before—that sentence: I love you, Kira.
Setsuna held onto the knob still, leaning his weight upon the door as he pondered what his intentions were of always sneaking into Heaven like this.
What was the whole point of sleeping with him? To pretend? To make believe that it is Kira that's inside me!...NO!
Setsuna pushed himself away from the door as if it were a demon itself. I couldn't possibly be in love with him! Kira is dead, a dead brother to me. One that I'll mourn but never did I lust after! It's Lucifer; he's the one that I allow to kiss me, not Kira! Setsuna frowned as he fell to the floor with a hand rummaging through his hair.
Its sounds even worse. Instead of admitting I love fucking my best friend, I rather admit to fucking the devil. What kind of human being am I? Who am I? What am I?
Suddenly a dizzy spell of tiredness crept up behind Setsuna. His limbs began to feel sore from use and his eyes grew heavy. He looked over to the bed, relieved to have such a comfort.
"That's all I need." Setsuna said as he got up from the floor. "I just need sleep. All these nights have been devoted to sex and I just need to start sleeping. By tomorrow I'll bed as good as new." He climbed into his bed layered with cool satin sheets. Immediately he fell asleep through the night and beyond.
The next morning, Kato walked into Setsuna's room only to find his friend dead asleep.
"Oh, common man!" Kato complained with a cigarette through his lips. "It's almost noon!" He squeezed Setsuna's shoulder but the savior only swatted the hand away like a fly. After five more attempts to waking Setsuna up, Kato gave up.
"Fine! Have it your way!" He walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
"Where's Set these days?" Kato looked down and there the little princess looked up.
"Like I know!" Kato snapped. "This isn't the first time. He's been like this for weeks now. I don't know what he is doing during the night that keeps him sleeping this long."
"You don't think its Lucifer's doing?" Kuria asked while picking the pedals of a flower.
"Now do you really think that Lucifer would attack with a sleeping potion!" Kato laughed at his own joke. "That's stupid. Still, when he wakes up I want to talk to him." He shook some ash from his cigarette and began walking off.
"Who, Lucifer!" Kuria asked.
"No, Setsuna." Kato called back.
"Ah!" Katan groaned the moment he was shoved into the hard bookcase. He tried to regain his stance after the blow but Lucifer held him fast to the wall.
"You promised me!" Lucifer yelled but Katan was still concerned on the pain in the back of his head. Again the angel shoved him harder into the bookcase to show where he should be focusing on. "Well! What explanation you have!" Katan looked at him with sore eyes.
"I'm sorry Lucifel—'' Lucifer smacked him
"Don't call my by that slave name!" Lucifer snapped. Katan took a deep breath.
"I didn't have any other choice. If I had said no to his orders I don't know what would happen to me." Katan explained as his hand reached for the spot Lucifer smacked him. Lucifer stayed quiet for the longest time, thinking through as to how he could clean this mess.
Gently he took Katan's hand away and kissed his cheek affectionately.
"I'm sorry my doll. Forgive me?" Katan couldn't help but melt at his words. They danced around his eyes, making him blind as to what Lucifer was doing.
Lucifer kissed Katan, allowing his mouth to be broken in with an eager tongue. Katan moaned when Lucifer's lips found their way to his neck. The dark angel couldn't help but smile mischievously.
"Do you want this?" He asked seductively. Katan, with already parallelized by his lust for the damned angel, gasped when he felt Lucifer grind into his pelvis.
"Oh, God, yes!" Katan moaned. He stared into the cloaked windows of his private rooms, mesmerized by the curious touches of Lucifer.
"My lady!" Erich charged through the doors with alarm on his face. "On the outer east border—a crowd of evils are coming back from the forbidden borders and they're wounded!"
"What are you waiting for!" Kuria cried. "You have my permission in opening the gates." Erich flew back out of the majesty halls and to his post.
"Kalc, get the entire staff of healers at those gates and get them ready to help the newcomers." The heavyset evil followed after Erich. Kuria turned towards Noyz.
"Where do you think they came from! How could they survived anywhere else than these grounds!" Noyz could barely comprehend the situation, nothing added up.
"I don't know, but we got to help if we're ever to find out." Kuria jumped down from her pedestal and followed to where the commotion was with Noyz trailing after her.
There was already a swarming throng of evils blocking up the paths to the eastern gates. Civilians made it harder for the soldiers and doctors tend the newcomers. However, due to Kuria's size, she was able to squeeze her way thorough the tight spaces where the center of the news was going on.
"How many are there?" Kuria asked Erich when she saw him trying to keep the rest of the city at bay from crowding too much.
"It's difficult to say. Thirteen literally stumbled their way in. It seems all twelve of them are dead or are dying, the only one that seems to be able to make it is just one guy." Kuria's eyes widen at the horror.
"Show me where you've taken them."
"In the hospital wing, just right over there." He held his arm up to show her which direction. Kuria looked back to make sure Noyz was with her the entire way before diving into the crowds.
Even though a storm of people pleaded to get inside to see the newcomers, only a select few were able to pass the doors. Kuria and Noyz were one of them.
"How are they doing!" Kuria ordered, filling the hospital with her airs of superiority to a point where everyone swarmed to her command
"My dear—they're all dead!"
"What!" Noyz breathed.
"All of them are dead!" A doctor came up to them. "And it seemed like they were dead for a long time."
"Than how could you explain as to how they've managed to cross these lands and walk into my kingdom?" Kuria yelled.
"I…" The young doctor was loss of words. No sound could explain as to how such an event could occur.
"Where's the surviving one? Erich told us one that lived." Noyz joined in.
"He's over there. The doctors are just healing his bruises and hydrating him." Kuria didn't mind of the babbling doctor anymore. Her only thought revolved around the poor soul who lied helplessly on the white bed.
The doctors made way for the young girl and left her be with the last one of the newcomers. He looked asleep—dead, but he wasn't. After a moment he stirred and blue eyes gazed through blonde hair. Noyz, hidden in the background, gasped at his beauty.
He had golden blonde hair, eyes that reflected the sky, and soft skin untouched by the dirty hands of their hellish land. He was gorgeous. Too gorgeous as a matter of fact. To a point where God must have taken great time to create such a creature. But why would he waste on creating such a beauty if it was destined to be an evil! Whatever the case, he's too pure to be living a life of hell. He looks so stunning, it's like he's shinning. Noyz thought.
"Don't worry," Kuria said softly. "You'll be alright. You're safe now."
Like the angels.
>The Afternoon Before
"Promise me" Lucifer spoke in a husky voice, coated with lust and sex. Katan, slick in sweat, held Lucifer's hips tightly against his own as he lay back on the disheveled bed.
Lucifer plunged violently into Katan's core, making the blonde cry out.
"Promise me, you won't do anything." Lucifer demanded, continuing to thrust in and out of Katan. Driven mad by his climaxing orgasm, Katan sat up, trailing a line of fire up Lucifer's stomach starting at his jutting hips. Licking further, he twirled his tongue around the dark angel's nipple and bit on it for a moment. After a successful moan Katan finally met Lucifer's lips and lapped up the taste of his tongue without bothering to close the distance between their mouths.
"I promise, my Dark Lord…I promise." He gasped in short breaths. "Now, please...Finish it!"
Lucifer again smiled at how much this simple angel wanted him. Wanted sin. Wanted to be corrupt. After being bound and restricted all his life to moral codes and laws, he craved Lucifer more than any love from God himself. The hellish angel loved it when he corrupted pretty little angels, especially one who once was so faithful till now.
"Lay back down," Lucifer slowly pressed Katan away from him, and watched the angel's muscles in his lean stomach tighten as he rolled back on the bed. "And I'll show you how Paradise feels."
REIVEW!
I guess by now you know that the surviving newcomer is Katan. I was thinking of adding Mad Hatter into this story but I decided to save him/her till next time. And sadly, next chapter won't happen until a long time. I'm going on a little vacation for the next 20 days, so I won't be here to update. But the moment I come back I promise to give you a worthy and lengthy chapter. REVIEW!