Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Romancing Lucifer ❯ Contract 16: Devil's Advocate ( Chapter 16 )

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By: MellyN

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Romancing Lucifer

By: Melissa Norvell

Contract 16: Devil's Advocate

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"I hate you!" Seraj screamed at the top of his lungs, once again overtaken with emotions and frustration at the angel. He was sick. Sick of dealing with everything. Sick of being taken advantage of. Sick of living with the devil under the same roof. It had to stop, even if he would be the one to personally end it himself. He lunged forward, trying to plunge the blade deep into the devil's skin.

However, as soon as the blade reached his body, Lucifer became transparent and Seraj simply fell through him, crashing into the ground. The Nepali boy knew that the angel would be angry, so he quickly scrambled up. Lucifer was right behind him, and like a predatory cat, pounced on him, pinning his wrists to the wall harshly. When Seraj slammed up against the wall, his breath was beaten out of him and he instantly dropped the cross saber, the weapon fell to the ground and stuck into his carpet.

"If you're jealous that I didn't come after you, then I will go after you now," Lucifer's red gaze bored into the boy's golden one. It was neither menacing nor sexual, in fact, it was rather emotionless.

"I don't want it now. You already went after her. You already did things with her," Seraj spat, angry that he got caught and that Lucifer was now pinning him to the wall. His grip was powerful and it hurt when he tried to struggle against him. A part of him was angry that he had indeed been with that girl and he didn't know why. Just the thought of him, having sex with another…It made him want to vomit. He shouldn't feel like that, and he didn't even understand why he did, which made him more frustrated than usual.

"They meant nothing, just as all of the others. They were simply toys in my plan," the dark angel replied with a hint of arrogance to his voice as he gently kissed the boy, reassuring him that he his real purpose lie with him.

"What am I then?" Seraj's voice was low as he closed his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at Lucifer right now. The unsettling confusion had begun to set in and he felt as if he might burst on sight.

"You're special. I have a pact with you," skilled lips began to run down the boy's neck, showering him in butterfly kisses that were stinging hot. The burning trail led from his neck to the middle of his chest. Seraj couldn't help but to be entranced in the devil once more. "So, come on. Let's have some more bonding time. What about it? Now is a better time than any, don't you think?"

He tried to fight off the feelings by bringing up his denial once again. Lucifer shouldn't talk to him like that. "I don't think so at all. I'm not gay!"

"That really doesn't matter, considering I don't have a gender," the divine being was a little peeved that he kept bringing gender into the situation. It was such a trivial matter to begin with. Love should not be defined by woman and man, and the fact irritated the angel more than he was originally. In one day he had nearly been killed by a cross saber and now he was getting to listen to a lecture based on how wrong homosexuality was. It was more than irritating.

"You have genitalia," Seraj replied, and anything with the same genitalia as him was out of the question. It was against his religion and the way that he was raised. The Nepali didn't want to become a disgrace to his own family, let alone to his country.

"Only so that I can appear somewhat human so that I can exist on this plain and tempt the humans here," Lucifer could have sworn that he had explained this all before, and he was beginning to sound like a broken record. Was the boy really that dense?

"I don't understand why you want me," the black-haired boy hung his head and shading his eyes from the angel. If Lucifer saw his emotions now, it would be the end of him. One moment of weakness would only allow another victory for the angel.

"Either you're in denial, or you're really just that idiotic. This is our contract and it's your duty to fulfill that part of it. Your duty is to appease me until the mission is over and the contract has expired." Those were the words that he hated, the words that were constantly shoved in his face. They both sickened and bewildered him.

Seraj hated those words.

He began to violently struggle against the angel's grasp. 'I'm so confused. Why do I feel so attracted to him? I can't fight this feeling anymore. I just feel like I want to touch him even more. I want to do something to him, or for him to do something to me.' Struggling, he paused momentarily. "You're just trying to seduce me."

"Maybe…but perhaps I mean it," the last of his words were soft and held a strange air of honesty to them. What in the hell was he trying to say?

Golden eyes widened at such admittance to truth. "Why would you mean it? You're Satan." The devil's words were all lies. It wasn't like him to admit anything of the sort, let alone fall in love.

"Did you ever think that you weren't like the other humans in the upper world?" It was all or nothing, and at this point, Lucifer only hoped that the boy would get his words through that thick skull of his. "You are different."

"How so?"

At least he was willing to listen now.

The angel sat his cheek on the boy's cheek and smiled a little. For once, Lucifer seemed a little happy and even calm. It wasn't the calm that went with his cold façade. This calm was…different, and dare he even think it- peaceful.

"Because you are the only one who can make me feel anything," Seraj could feel the muscular body press against me, and tried to resist shuttering against the feel of him. "You are the only one that I want. You are the only one who can frustrate me like this. You are the only one who can make me want you this badly. You're the only one that I want to make a pact with."

"What? You ant to be in a pact with me?" This was an unexpected development. The Nepali had always thought that Lucifer was in a pact with him because he had to be, not because he wanted to be. It was only because he said that he wanted revenge on Sajani that the devil entered his life, and to Seraj, he had never thought that it was a convenience for either one of them.

Had he been off on his deduction?

Was Lucifer really caring for him, or was it another trick?

"Of course I do."

"Why?"

"I don't know, but I want to be close to you. It's sickening really, how attracted I've become to you," even Lucifer seemed genuinely disgusted at his own actions. Could it be that both he and Lucifer were experiencing the same emotions?

Could the demonic angel be as confused as he was?

"Do you lust after me, or do you love me?" Seraj had to know, and wasn't sure how he'd feel about either answer. At the moment, this was all too much to take in. He felt as if his head was going to explode.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" The angel's mouth curved into a playful smile as he kissed the boy gently. Even if it was from a being in hell, it felt like heaven to the Nepali boy, who finally just relaxed, and allowed his tense body to simply release itself.

"Well, I must admit that I was jealous because you didn't go after me. You took Mikazuki instead." That was the real goal of his plan. He had actually wanted Lucifer to come after him, but everything backfired. Deep down inside, he wanted the angel to take him instead.

"Is that why you didn't want me to kill anyone?" When he thought about it, it made perfect sense to Lucifer.

"At first, I wanted everyone to live, and I do want them not to die because of me. Only until Mikazuki did I become jealous," that was hard to admit. Telling his weaknesses to the devil wasn't easy, but he knew that he couldn't let their dance of the sword continue like this.

It was far too damaging, for either one of them it seemed.

"I thought you weren't gay?" He just had to shove that in his face.

"I can't help but to be seduced by you." After all, he knew that he couldn't avoid him forever. The two of them lived together and there was no way that he could remain pure forever. In order to get Lucifer away from him, he knew that he would have to submit to the angel sooner or later. However, submitting to the darkness didn't seem so bad, now that he thought about it.

"Do you want me to pay attention to you now?" Lucifer's lips danced over his, causing tingles to run down his spine, and that familiar curl of desire to well up in his stomach. Seraj shuttered against the angel's form.

"Yeah, I guess I do," the Nepali admitted, closing his eyes as Lucifer kissed him for a couple of minutes. After that, he began to run his tongue across the boy's face, affectionately and deeply licking his cheek.

"Even if you claim not to be gay, you like this, don't you?"

Seraj agreed. "Of course I like this. It's just that…I'm afraid," the last part of his sentence was released in a whisper that was soon lost against the unstable air around them. He could hear the angel asking him what he was afraid of. "I've never been with someone as forward and possessive as you. You're hard to handle and you're so damned frisky all of the time."

"I am the untamed flame, the fire that rages out of control, spreads and demolishes everything in its path." Somehow, those words turned Seraj on simply thinking about the untamed passion that angel with wings of pitch black sin had just spouted.

"Lucifer?"

"What is it?"

"Do something with me."

"I am doing something with you," the elder man's answer was precisely placed. It was a trick question, and whether or not Seraj would fall for his trap would be a different story.

"I mean, make out with me, have sex with me, something." It worked just as planned. The boy was in such a state of weakness that he would admit any feelings that Lucifer asked of him.

"Are you feeling frisky today?" He teased.

"I guess you could say that," Seraj's voice took on a seductive tone, laced with desire for the other male.

"Do you want to get closer to me?" Lucifer asked. "Do you want to make the bond between us stronger? Do you want to complete this pact? If you do, then you must carry out the pact and you must get your revenge on Sajani." This was a perfect way to get him to acknowledge the terms and conditions of the pact, further forcing him to kill off the girl himself. With holding sex as part of a mind game would train the boy to eventually take revenge.

"You'll stay around and force me to kill her whether or not I want to," Seraj saw no way out of things now. With what he was about to give the devil, he would have nothing to lose. It was now or never. Everything or nothing. He was either on the devil's side or he wasn't.

It was as simple as that.

"You think you know me so well…It's amusing," the angel could nearly laugh at such a statement.

"I bet you think it is," Seraj replied before his wrists were grabbed once again and the boy was lead over to his bed. Lucifer laid the boy on the soft, plush covers and climbed on top of him. Seraj could feel the temperature drop around his body as an ominous shadow covered his form. Golden eyes looked up as he stared into that flawless face, which wore the trademark evil grin of his.

"Is this a good place, or would you rather do it somewhere else?" The angel questioned.

"I remember the first time that you hit on me…It was in the shower," Seraj replied nostalgically. For some reason, he wanted to relive that moment and make a good memory out of it instead of feeling so nervous. It had completely killed the atmosphere of their last encounter there.

He wanted to make up for that.

"The let's have sex in the bathtub."

A blush came to the boy's cheeks. He still wasn't used to the angel being so forward in his statements. "What?" Before his question could be answered, he was pulled up and led to the bathroom, where Lucifer turned on the water and poured them both glasses of wine, adorned with rose petals. They were everywhere, even in the water of the bathtub. It looked like a romance scene from a movie.

Lucifer submerged himself in the tub as the water overflowed from each side, spilling rose petals on the tile floor. The angel leaned back with his arms over either side of the tub, enjoying the feel of the hot water as it surrounded his now nude form.

Nervously, Seraj climbed in on top of the angel, the two of them barely fit in the small tub, and even more water spilled out as he got in. Lucifer's wings weren't even in the shower, each one cascaded in a black mass over the end of the tub.

"This is relaxing," the angel's deep voice sounded.

"The tub is over flowing. You take up the whole thing," Seraj complained. Clearly, it was a one man tub.

"You should get a bigger tub then." It was a simple solution, really.

"I don't need a bigger tub," the dark-haired boy started to argue before he felt a hand on the back of his head and was pulled to the angel's face.

"Now you do."

"What makes you think that you're going to stay here?" He continued to argue.

"Maybe you're the one who won't stay here," Lucifer's words were cryptic and Seraj wondered what he meant by that. He asked the angel what he meant, but was simply answered with a deep kiss as large hands began to roam over the boy's body. Seraj couldn't help but to respond as his body sank into the waters, lying pressed atop of the angel's larger one. He could hear the sloshing of the water and feel the rose petals against his skin as the two began to make out in the tub.

His own hands ran up the creature's well-built chest and neck, tipping up his chin so that he could stare into those hellish red eyes before he trailed his own path of kisses down the angel's neck, enjoying his scent as he did so.

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"I'm sorry for calling you a rapist," Seraj admitted. He felt bad for it. He had mistaken the angel's love for something horrible, and he felt that he would hardly forgive himself for such an act.

Lucifer paused for a moment, a distant look of sorrow in his eyes. "Well, it would serve me right."

"Why, have you done that before?" Seraj's eyes narrowed. He knew what the answer might be, but half of him hoped that it wasn't what he had expected.

"Yes, to many people. I've never truly cared about anyone, not in a long time, at least," Lucifer replied. It was just as Seraj feared. His answer caused him to be a little insecure and question his current actions.

"What about me?"

"Perhaps…" The angel gave him a half-hearted smile, which only earned him a nipple twist by the Nepali.

"Asshole."

"That felt good. Do it again, harder this time."

"You're so sadistic." Right up to the look of obvious pleasure on his face from the action, he could tell that Lucifer wasn't just saying things. He truly did enjoy pain.

"It would be sexy if you could make me bleed," the very sentence creeped him out more than the last thing he had told him. Seraj couldn't force himself to be sadistic if he wanted to. The very thought of hurting another person unnerved him.

"I'm not like you," he felt large hands on his hips. "What are you-" Seraj tried to question, but a finger was risen to his lips, silencing the boy immediately.

"Shut up and take it," Lucifer commanded. He didn't feel like hearing the boy complain any longer, and he was beginning to well with sexual frustration. He longer to take the boy there and then.

"You just like causing people pain. It's hard to take you in. You're larger than most humans," the Nepali commented on the size of the angel's well-endowed manhood.

"That should make it all the more satisfying, shouldn't it?" A smirk twisted onto the angel's face, devious and daunting. Seraj tried to argue, but was only replied to with a hard member, entering his tight body. The boy groaned lowly and called him a bastard as he felt as if his body would be ripped apart. "You're just mad because I am the master and you're the slave," Lucifer held the boy's hips still, allowing him to get used to the feeling.

Seraj hunched over in pain, trying to keep from crying out again.

"You'll get used to it. Just relax. You'll learn to love it," the angel coaxed. '…and perhaps you'll learn to love me as well.'

'It's so hot, like a burning fire inside of me.' The dark-haired boy thought as he flushed a bright red, moving slowly against the throbbing member inside of him. He slowly leaned down and placed his hands on the angel's chest, giving it a light kiss. 'Damn, I've never felt anything like this. It feels so good that I don't want to stop. I think I'm addicted to his…This is bad. I'm such a sinful person for having sex with Lucifer…but that's a part of the excitement. This moment is so dangerous. I'm having sex with a man that could easily crush me and yet, everything seems so casual and laid back. When I'm in this atmosphere…' He rose up and met the angel's lips in another searching kiss. 'I can't help but feel natural. I feel wanted, cared about the dare I say it? Loved. Lucifer…I think that I really have fallen for you.'

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Later that day, just before the sun began to set, Yaone stood below one of the lamp posts on a familiar corner. She watched as a couple walked by, engaged in a romantic conversation as they discussed a movie that they had just seen at the cinema. It seemed that Lucifer was running a little behind schedule. Perhaps he was busy with his new toy. Whether or not he chose to admit it, they were closer than he thought.

"Crap!" She heard the boy curse his lack of punctuality as he ran up to the girl, out of breath. "Sorry about that-Yaone?"

"You look satisfied. Did you and Lucifer go the distance?" It was written all over his face. There was no way that he could possibly hide such an act.

"What if we did?" What was she going to say? Would she reserve the right to say that she told him so, or make fun of him for such a thing? He put up his defenses, just in case Yaone tried to do something manipulative to him. She had messed with his life enough.

"I was just wondering, is all," she seemed so nonchalant about it. It was hardly the reaction that he thought he'd get from her.

"Well, I'll never tell you. You don't need any more ammunition to throw at me. Besides, I'm headed down to the store. What are you doing here anyway?" That girl was so unpredictable, she could be up to any number of sacrilegious crimes against God.

"I'm waiting for someone."

"Well, good luck. See you around," Yaone heard the boy say as he turned and took off down the road. Blue eyes watched the boy as he soon disappeared from sight. "So, you've been bonding with him, I see. Did you enjoy it?" Yaone questioned without turning around. There was only one figure who could give off the type of presence that she was feeling.

"Yes, I appreciate your help in finding me a mate," Lucifer replied.

"It was the least I could do for you, my lord." It seemed that her plan was working better than expected. It wouldn't be long until her goal was accomplished.

…To Be Continued…