"Everything in me is so fucked up, Dean…" Seth injected the h just moments before.

I always smoke the shit. Never inject. I must admit that I'm afraid of the effects of the h in my veins. Seth is the fearless one here. It's not like I'm any better. I can actually give free lessons about speedballs.

"Nothing is fucked up. I just wish you let go the anger. Why do you hate your family so much? They have tried to help you." I asked as I feel the mix of cocaine and heroine running through my body.

"They never tried to help me. They tried to control me. They always said I was evil and I needed help. I hate them. I want to take everything from them, see them poor and destroyed, just as destroyed as I am." Seth was looking at nowhere. "See them dying in misery, just as I will die soon."

"You're fucking high dude. You're not dying, you're just flying," I laughed in my own stupor.

Seth was laughing nonstop as he was trying to talk, "I've been an addict much time before we met, Deano. My fucked family tried to stop me. A few months ago they knew how fucked up I am. They knew the way those needles cursed my body and blood. And you know what they did? They dumped me. They let me rotting in my misery til I die. But it doesn't matter, because I found you."

"You're so fucking high… we are so young, we have a long life to live…" I said feeling like my body is flying. "And heroine is not cursing your body or blood. Someday we will leave this shit. When we make money and fame enough to leave that shithole league."

"Babe," Seth cooed me, "You're so dumbly naïve. I am condemned and now you are too. The day I met you, all fucked up and mentally unstable, I knew you were the one who would fulfill my dirtiest fantasies. I wanted someone to mold, dominate and destroy. Someone so fucking needy that would never be able to leave me. And the only way to do it was cursing you with the same curse that infects my body. I don't feel regret for what I've done to you. You're mine Dean, we are bonded by our vices, our lust and our love. We are bonded by blood."

I was so fucking high that didn't even care about his speech.

"We're not bonded by blood you fucker. We're not even family." I giggled.

"We are, babe. I cursed you with my dirty blood and I sealed your destiny. We will live together and we will die together. But you know what. We're taking all my family to hell with us. I'm going to hell and all of you will go with me. We all are gonna die in the worst possible way."

I could barely hear what Seth said because my mind was floating so far from this place.

…

Since I arrive at the Valley of Death, I've been remembering things I didn't remember before. Things that happened when my mind was dozed. I don't understand anything but I'm sure as hell I'm gonna ask for an explanation. I'm a different person now. I don't feel that need for drugs or the need to belittle my own self. I wanna change everything. Oh the irony! A demon is the one that made that change on me.

We arrive to the Kingdom where Roman belongs, he keeps loudly yelling. The time is against me, not only because I have maybe twelve hours to find Seth and I'm sure I have to make another task to get him. Now I need time to heal Roman. Astaroth told it, if I lose time he will be in this horrible pain for a century.

The guard of the gate watches us scared. Despite his situation, Roman notices what is happening, "Don't look at us like that…" He can barely talk, "Open the damn door."

He's bleeding, his blood staining my clothes. We enter into his kingdom and I can barely see the place. Has a circular shape and is divided in two levels. The ground where is the palace and a beautiful garden with fonts, lakes, flowers and trees. There's a kind of terrace in the second level and I can see buildings and something like a little coliseum. That place is something far from the palace so we can't hear the cries of the people punished there. We saunter into the palace.

"¿What kind of thing are you?" A voluptuous woman, with light green skin and deep purple hair, angrily yells at me. She's wearing an almost transparent gown.

"Astaroth did it into his pit of souls." I say as some beautiful women and men take Roman to the master bedroom.

I follow them but she stops me, "You think I am idiot? Astaroth has no reason to hurt his own brother like that!"

I push her off of me, I have no time for a cat fight. I need to help him.

"How you dare to put your hands on me?!" She tries to slap me but I grab her hand in the air.

Just in the door the slaves stop to see our disagreement. They're still carrying Roman and he yells in pain.

"Seems like you know nothing about this. Let me enlighten you. I come with the emperor of this kingdom. I'm his goddamn lover and you will let me stay with him. You'll explain me everything about his wound and tell me what I need to do to cure him." The words out my mouth and I can do nothing to stop them.

"Mythra…" Roman tries to talk despite the pain, his voice barely audible, "He's my lover. That makes him the prince of this kingdom, show some respect."

The slaves put Roman on the bed and take off his clothes. Mythra bows at me despite it's obvious she doesn't want to do it.

"You are the prince of my lord. I apologize because of my insolence. I hope you show some mercy for this slave." She throws herself at my feet.

"I won't punish you. I won't punish anyone." I say, "I just wanna stay with him."

Roman yells in pain and I see a green liquid sprouting of the wound, its smell is horrible.

"I think that wound has two hours," I say to Mythra, "Tell me we can do something."

"I hope…" She says.

Mythra is really skilled, she made a kind of potion. I drain the venom out of his wound. I helped the slaves to clean his body and put a soft clothes on him. I have to say despite the horrible of this situation, I can't help but admire Roman's beauty. He's gorgeous and perfect.

Mythra gave me the ointment and I smeared it over the wound. The skin quickly healed, the green venom disappeared and also the pain. Now Roman is not yelling. We spend at least one hour healing his wound. Roman has lost a lot of blood, he's so pale and looks weak.

"Everything is clean, my lord. I assume the prince will take charge of the rest of your treatment." Mythra softly says.

"No, he won't. You'll do it or send one of the guys." Roman stammers weakly. "Maybe two of them."

"I'll do it!... Why won't I?" I quickly say.

Mythra claps twice and just like the moment I entered into this valley, I'm clean and my clothes have no trace of blood and dirt. She used the same magic.

"Perfect, now the prince is ready to help you, my lord." She leaves us alone.

"Tell her to come back." Roman has no strength, "If I wait my body to heal of its own, it'll take one week at least. We have no time."

"Then, let me help you" I beg.

"Dean, I'm the lord of the lust. I rule all the demons of this kind. I'm the lord of the succubi and incubus. I never touch them but just like them, my strength comes from the same source: sex." He whispers, he's so weak.

The reality hits me in the gut. I have to give him my body if I want to help him. Therefore, my curiosity also appears. "You have tried to seduce me all this trip. All the time flirting and now that you can have me… you don't want to do it? I don't understand you."

"I don't want you doing this out of pity. Much less because you're desperate to see him again. I want you, but only if you want me too. Call Mythra, please." He tells me breathing hard.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I'm in awe, "In the kingdom of Berith I almost throw myself at you. You could of fuck me if you'd wanted it."

"Yes but that was just an impulse you had." He weakly spoke, "Then in the kingdom of Astaroth you proved that you still love Seth and you said you hate me. So don't pretend you're going to do this for other reason than pity. We can even do it and then you will blame me and throw yourself on his arms. You know what? Just get the fuck out and call Mythra. We're losing valuable time."

I'm in shock. Of course, I told him I hated him. I even tried to hit him. I was an asshole. I softly kneel to lead my face with his. "I told you it was a mistake. Roman, I'm sorry. I was angry and I'd wish I could take back those word and my horrible behavior towards you." I'm softly crying.

His anger seems to be fading, "Dean, I understand… Just don't be stubborn and call Mythra."

"No, you don't understand. Roman, when I saw you wounded in the pit of souls, I thought I couldn't save you. I was so desperate. I… I walked as fast as I could to come here and find the way to release you from that pain."

"We haven't lost the amount of time you think. If you hurry bringing any of the slaves, I'll be soon healed and we'll have enough time to find him. Don't feel desperate."

"Roman," Now I'm crying even more but I smile, "I was desperate for you!"

His gray eyes focus on me with curiosity. I gently caress his face outlining his lips with my thumb.

"I thought I was going to lose you," I whisper, "And that thinking was killing me. I don't fucking care if this is something good or bad. I don't even care if this is impossible because you are a demon and I am a human. I can't stand it anymore. Please take me, I want to be yours, I wanted it last night in the kingdom of Berith and I want it now. Make love to me."

"If you really want it… Why are you crying?"

"Inside this valley you have only seen tears of pain and sorrow. But there are tears of happiness." I take his hand and softly kiss it. "Happiness is a feeling was oblivious to me. And now, seeing you recovering from that wound. Seeing that I didn't lose you. I can finally feel it."

I quickly climb on his bed and we began to kiss. I know I came here to save my boyfriend and take back my life but here I learned how fucked up was our relationship. Seth never loved me, because he doesn't even love himself, or his family. Seth only thinks in destroy everyone around him. I still have to save him because I killed him and I want my life back. If I just leave him here, I will be in jail forever. But it's just that. We're done.

Roman leads his tongue inside my mouth and I gladly receive it. We have been holding our desire for a long time and now the overflowing passion is like a broken dam with its water invading and destroying everything on its path.

I took his hand and I lead it to my crotch, "Now you believe me?" I say rubbing his hand against my hard rock manhood, "You did this." I'm panting.

Roman smiles as he unbuttons my jeans and leads them to my knees. We parted breathing heavily. I raise my arms and he immediately takes off my shirt. I collapse on the soft, huge bed and he removes my shoes, socks and jeans. He stops because is still weak.

"Hey, how about you let me help you." I say smiling.

Roman smiles back. First time his smile is not a shameless flirting gesture, it's a smile of genuine happiness. What kind of creature is this? These demons are supposed to be malevolent, punishing beings, however Roman is different... at least with me.

He lies on the white sheets and I'm over him. He tangles his fingers in my unruly hair.

"You're so fucking beautiful." He said smiling.

"I should be the one saying that," I wink.

I kiss him, he hugs me with the little strength he has left. I lead one of my hands to his crotch and I can feel the cloth dampened by the precum and his hard cock. A guttural moan out of his sexy lips.

Another passionate kiss. Roman slowly regains his strength. His hands deftly caressing my body and I can't go back. I'm totally possessed by desire, but I know it's something more than that. And this feeling is totally different to whatever sick emotion I shared with Seth.

We let go and he kneels. I untie his pants and the fabric falls revealing his hard cock. I lick my lips. He takes me by the waist approaching his face to mine. Both are breathing heavily.

"Please, tell me what this feeling is. I don't understand, this is something I have never felt before..." He leads my hand to his chest and I notice his body works the same way of mine, his heart is beating so fast.

I know what this feeling is, but what good would do if we admit the truth. We have to go in separate ways finishing this travel. And this is killing me. I'm so fucking weird that I finally find a true feeling… with a demon… in the hades.

"Please... please don't make me label this feeling. It's better if it remains nameless. Don't make me give you an answer." My heart is also beating fast. "Some things are better if we feel'em and don't say'em."

We kissed passionately, roughly rubbing our dicks. I begin to moan and the last bit of apprehension disappears. I give myself entirely to this new feeling. He gently pushes me to the bed and is over me.

I open my eyes and see that Roman is recovering the color of his skin. I have to take some time to appreciate the man over me. He's so gorgeous. His caramel skin, chiseled jaw, every feature exudes perfection. And that tribal tattoo is driving me crazy. I lick my lips and he smirks. He knows I'm totally crazy about him.

He kisses my neck and makes a downward path through my chest sucking one of my nipples while his hands caress my hips. My groans are audible. Tightly grips my hips and brings his mouth to my cock. A lick and my hands are tangled in his hair.

His hair is black, shining and long and it looks smooth as silk. He's divine. He sucks my dick with great agility and I'm a quivering mass. My cock slips from those heavenly lips and now he lifts up my hips and my legs are on his shoulders. He already have strength to lift my body and bring his mouth between my buttocks, then he is tongue fucking me.

Completely lost in the sea of passion the only things coming out of my lips are groans, grunts and purrs. I love this! I want more. He takes his face off of my buttocks and looks at me again. This time, he looks at me with intensity. He sucks his finger and slowly inserts one. It feels so good.

He's fingering me, "I love this, take me... I can't stand it."

"You want my cock?"

"Yes!"

He lowers my hips down a little, "You're not going to use lub..."

"I don't need that my dear. I'm made for sex."

Gradually he is entering me, I press my hands against the sheets. The pleasure is driving me crazy. I look at his face and his eyes goes blank.

"I've had all sorts of creatures... angels and demons, but none has made me feel something like this. You're different and I can't believe you're mine."

He's fully inside and I feel my entire body in flames. It's a raw pleasure that I can't even describe. His thrusts are soft and I feel pleasure in every part of my body. It's like electricity through me taking over my whole being.

"Oh yes... oh yes... there." I moan pitifully.

He leaves me and kneels, I immediately ride his cock and now we're embraced, both moaning out of control. He holds me by the waist with one hand while the other jerks off me. We kiss passionately.

He stops the kiss and his look is so deep that I shudder even more. He squeezes my cock and I want to resist but I can't stop the orgasm and my seed begins spill in his hand. I see the stars, constellations and galaxies and what is even stranger, my orgasm goes on and on. The waves of pleasure make me scream like a horny bitch. It's an orgasm that seems endless and I love it.

"I know," He says groaning, "This is what your people call love."

"Roman..."

"Shhhhh, quiet. I'm not asking for anything. I just wanted to say it, I needed to say it because I have never said these words before, is something new for me."

But I already knew it. I look into his eyes and I realize that I don't need to say anything. I don't need to put a name to this feeling because he knows his name. He knows how I feel. He knows I feel the same.

He fucks me harder and then I feel his cock contracting just like the muscles in my ass. He releases my cock, ending my orgasm, the longest I've ever had. He licks my cum from his hands, sucking every drop. Carefully out of me and I let myself falls on the bed. I see him stroking his big dick a few seconds and then spills his seed on my face.

I'm so fucking lost in this feeling that my body is writhing as I smear his cum on my face. I've never done something like this before. I want to bathe myself in his cum. He's still stroking his dick watching how I rub my hands full of his cum on my face, my neck, my chest. Then I lick my hands and suck my fingers. His seed is sweet and intoxicating. Yes, he's the Lord of the lust, even his cum is addictive. I lick every drop of his til I'm clean again.

"I love you." He says, and his words echo in my whole being.

But not only his words echo. To our surprise the place begins to shake. In fact the tremor is strong enough and there is a roar coming from the top of the mountain from which we are close as we have made an upward path and we are in the penultimate kingdom.

The quake continues and both go to the balcony in his room. Roman looks completely overwhelmed, there's smoke coming out of the crater of this mountain. As I said before, this is a volcano.

"It's going to erupt," I mutter and see all the slaves of this kingdom frightened, looking at the crater.

"This has never happened before." Roman can't remove the expression of awe.

"It was us." I tell him staring right to his eyes.

"What are you talking about?" He stares back at me.

"Roman, you brought a living being to this valley. There must have a good reason why this isn't allowed. Maybe that's why none of the inhabitants of this valley has had sex with a living creature before..."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Roman says and looks over the railing. "Everyone return to your activities, if I hear a rumor, even a little gossip spreading by some of you… I'll give you exemplary punishment!" He shouts and the slaves immediately disperse.

We return to the bedroom and the ground shakes for times and times stop shaking. The same applies to the sounds of the crater. Roman comes to me and hugs me around the waist.

"I'm fully recovered. Now I have my magic back." He calmly says," My kingdom is a small oasis in this valley. Here I have a little of everything in the other kingdoms, like food and water. I'll ask my slaves to give you something to eat while you get some rest. In half an hour we'll go to the last kingdom."

I close my eyes. I don't want to think about anything. Soon I'll see Seth, he's gonna tell me everything or I swear I'll let him here to be punished even if I go to jail for his fault. Then I'm recovering my life and we're done.

In other hand, is Roman. This is a real feeling. I don't want to leave him but I can't stay. I'll disappear even if I want to stay. What are we going to do with our feelings? How can we stay together or see each other after all of this. I can't lose Roman. I refuse to lose Roman.

The mountain shakes again and I wonder how much this trip has been ruined because we surrender to our frantic desire and feelings.

Thank you very much if you're still reading this story til this chapter. You are reading the lasts episodes, maybe one or two more before the end.

Let me know what you think about this chapter. What you think about Seth's words and the 'curse' he casted on Dean. Do you think Roman and Dean have a chance to be together now they know the feeling they share is real? You think their fit of passion destroyed all their journey?

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I'd wish I could write sweet stuff. I just noticed almost all my writings are this dark… there's no flowers and spring in my life…