I decided to go out for a drink after that horrid short talk with that man. I was on my 5th shot when I took note of someone next to me. The angel. "I know you see me." "What do you want?" "In my 4 hours of being here, I've heard that you are the son of Satan himself." "Yeah and? You wanna suck my dick to taste the rainbow?" I looked over at him and saw him blush softly. Pft- stupid kid. I tuned out whatver he had to say until the very end. "-alling into hell." Without thinking my hand shot over his mouth and I dragged him to the bathroom. I pushed him into a stall and shut the door. "Listen. You can't go around saying that shit. Stop saying you don't belong here." With the information I've learned from my dad, this guy is surely who he is looking for. Maybe I can play with him for a little before he goes.. "This stall..is very cramped." "What?" I looked around and sighed. I then pushed him out the stall, all the way out the bar. "I never asked to help you and I never will." And I went back inside the bar. Everyone was staring at me and I scowled back at them. "WHAT'RE YA LOOKIN AT HUH?!" Everyone went back to drinking and chatting amongst themselves. I slapped a 50 on the table and walked out. And whaddya know, the lost angel still standing there. "Why are you still here?" "I want you to help me." "Why?" "You're the son of Satan!! You can talk him into letting me go back up to The Holy Place." I snorted and started walking. "I'll pay you!" "Pay me? You're broke!!" "I can cook, I can clean, I'll do anything just..please.." he begged. Hearing the sound of him begging tickled my fancy so I turned and walked back towards him and stood close to his face. "You can pay me back, with this ass." I reached around and slapped his ass. His face was completely red and he started to fidget with his torn hoodie. He looked so..cute. What in the seven fucks is going on with me?! "W-why that..place..?" he stammered. "Why tha- do you people in the upstairs not fuck?" He shook his head. Why..why does he look so cute right now..it's just the liquor getting to me. One good fuck and I think I'll be okay in the head again. "Follow me." I spoke. I turned around and started walking quickly in the direction of my house. If I'm going to get some ass, then I'm doin it right.
A bored angel, just wanting to have fun. An anger issued son of satan himself. The two cross paths in the world of Hell (that some of us call home) Tune in to see how Azreal and Apollyon fall for each and give each other the nights they've craved.
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