Shepherd of Fire

For days the castle was quiet. I was quiet. Shadows laid in bed with me for lots of it, holding me close as we felt our grief together. But then other times He'd have to leave to grieve on His own. Sometimes I'd feel strong enough to spend time with James, who was now almost a teenager and still hammering away at his drum set. He was now as tall as I was and was great at making me laugh. James was sad that he'd lost a sister, but wasn't taking it nearly as hard as his brother was.

Andy had spent the entire day following her disappearance in our bed as we comforted one another. Then the next day he'd skulked off without a word as his Father and I watched him leave, confused. Since then we'd barely seen him. When Shadows tried to find him and bring him home, Andy had thrown a fit and finally after a couple of days of this, my Love had locked him away in his room.

I knocked.

"I don't want to talk to you ever again, Dad!"

"Andy, it's me."

Pause, followed by a quiet voice, "I don't want to see you either, Mother."
My heart ached at the awful, teenage words, "Why not, baby?"

There was more silence followed by his door slowly opening to reveal the teenager I hadn't seen in three days. I inhaled a little. He looked so different. Formerly spiked black hair had been slung over to one side and shaved on the revealed side. He stood a little taller and with loads more attitude. His formerly happy, giddy to fuck attitude had been replaced by pure teenage angst and a scowl sat permanently across his face as his ice blue eyes studied me.

"What do you want Mom?"

I walked in and he closed the door, still scowling at me, "Just want you to talk to me, Andy. You left without any word. I've been worried."

Cooly walking to a dresser, he pulled out a bottle of whiskey and drank straight from it, "What the fuck do you care? Little busy losing my sister and pretending like you care, aren't you?" He snapped and immediately recoiled, like he may have regretted it.

I cast my eyes down. That one hurt. I knew he would be irrational, but that didn't make it any less painful.

"I know you're hurting, Andy. We all are. But you heard your Father. We'll see her again."
"What if He's wrong?"
"Shadows is never wrong, Andy."
"He never should have bowed to Michael."
"Andy, if He hadn't, I would be dead and so would she."

His light eyes looked away, not knowing what to say.
I took his hand and was grateful when he didn't immediately jerk away. But the look in his face said I was pushing my boundaries.

His voice was a mix of softness and harshness at the same time, "Look, Mom, you wanna fuck or not? It'll probably make us both feel better."

At first I looked away, but then led him to the pile of sheets and pillows he called a bed. Not wanting to see the pain in his blue eyes, I undressed and crawled onto the fabric, lying on my stomach and raising my hips back slightly for him. Andy also undressed and climbed on over me and achingly slowly, pushed into me from behind. I fisted one of his pillows and moaned into it, arching farther back onto him.

"Andy...."

He'd definitely gotten better at this and his dick had me reeling immediately. Along with him burying himself inside me, I could feel his breath on my ear, and his hand at my hip. As I neared my release, he grunted lowly in my ear--

"Yeah, c'mon, baby...you're close, I can feel it. Tighten that pussy around me--fuck--yeah, like that. Shit, Mom, fuck--yeah, take it, I know you want it. Come for Andy, come on--"
When did he learn to talk like that? It wasn't perfect, but it was kinda hot.

His deeper voice combined with his words and his slamming, hard cock had me crashing into a hard release as I sobbed his name and raised off the sheets back into him.

He pushed me back into the bed and put his knees outside mine, thrusting down into me. I gasped when I felt his teeth nip at my shoulders. He'd soon graduate to the playroom and thoughts of all the things I could teach him flashed through my mind.

"I can't--I can't, uh--fuck--" His hips began to stutter and I desperately tried to come with him. As he fell against my back and I reached over my shoulder to grab onto him--onto anything--he grunted and grabbed my hand in his. Our joined hands squeezed at one another as we both neared release.

"Oh, Andy--" I cried into the pillow as I clenched around him and his forehead fell against the back of my neck, "Pull out, baby--"

But it was too late. I felt him pour himself into me and I immediately saw my skin--and his--brighten. Not that I cared at the moment.

We stayed joined, cuddling together as we lay there in the afterglow. His fingers still laced through mine and his thumb rubbed over my other fingers.

"I'm sorry I come so fast when I'm with you. Not sure what it is, I don't do that with anyone else." He mumbled into my ear.

"It's my body's ability to recover, Andy. I'll always be tight, so unless you're sleeping with virgins, I'll always feel different than the others."

"Wow. Well, that explains it. So practice with you really will build my tolerance the best."
I turned and smiled when I saw the smile on his face that he used to have--eager and young, "Yes, baby."

"And I'm sorry I came in you. Dad won't like that will He?"

I sighed, "No, He won't. I don't think you can actually get me pregnant, He's the only one that can do that--but it's a possession thing. He only wants His light inside me. I don't know if the fact that He's still grieving will make Him more or less upset."

Andy swallowed nervously, "I've never seen Him angry but I imagine it's not something I should look forward to."

"No, definitely not...." My dark blue eyes met his light ones, "If you promise to come back tonight, baby, I'll let you out. Just don't take this out on your Father. He saved us. I know this is an emotional time for you, but please trust Him. He's hurting just as much as you are."

"She would've been my fuck buddy sister, Mom. You have any idea how much fun that would've been? I saw her inside the nightmare with you. She's gorgeous. We could pal around and get into trouble, I could teach her everything you teach me. But now? What if we get her back and they've like, changed her? I just can't stop thinking about her..."

I gently tucked some of his silky black hair behind his ear, "I know. Shadows is doing everything He can, though. Promise me you're not mad at Him, and you can leave for the day. That way maybe He'll have cooled down by the time you get back."
He sighed heavily in his teen way, "Fine."

Touching his hair again, I smiled, "I like this."
Andy rolled his eyes in epic teenage fashion, "You're supposed to hate it, Mother. That's why I did it."

I laughed out loud, which made him laugh at himself. We made small talk and slowly got dressed and eventually we both left, going our separate ways.


When I walked into our chambers, Satan was leaning against the wall and looking out the window over His kingdom like He so often did. After turning around, He crossed His thick arms and narrowed His now red eyes at me, seeing my color.

"You let our son come inside you? I thought I made myself clear about this, Diem." His voice was steady and not loud, but still quite stern.
I walked quickly to Him and tried to put a hand to His chest, but I was stopped when He grabbed each of my wrists in His strong hands.

"It was an accident, baby. We're both grieving and we were caught up in the moment."

"That's no excuse, D." He snarled, "I haven't made love to you these last three days because I've been too angry and hurt. I wanted our next time together to be special, to make you feel better, but now I'll just have to punish you and then punish him. You might like it, but he probably won't."
And with that, we were in the playroom and I swallowed hard.

Without a word, He pushed me towards the bed and patted my ass so I'd crawl onto it. Forcing me up on my knees facing the wall, He tied my outstretched arms to the bedposts and then blindfolded me.
I could hear Him pace the room behind me, trying to decide what to use on me. I then heard the soft sounds of Him pulling off His shirt and it falling to the floor.

Then I heard the snap of something cutting through the air before a whip connected hard across my back. My whole body tensed as I felt my skin break and heal. I could hear the noise two more quick times in a row and this time I moaned out loud as the whip continued to cut into my flesh.

"I'll taste your blood tonight, Diem."

I longed to see Him as I could hear Him grunting behind me with the effort He was putting into whipping me. Stopping at seven, He walked up behind me and licked at my wounds as they healed.

"We're going twice my magic number, baby."

I moaned when I even thought about seven more, and then moaned even louder when the whip came down on me again. It was absolutely divine and was getting me so wet. After the second set of seven were over, He repeated with His tongue--making me shiver as it ran over my sensitive skin.

"Did I say twice? I meant thrice. Hold on, sweetie."

The third set were all across my ass cheeks as I screamed. I was aching to have Him inside me, to come. Soon His tongue lapped at my newest wounds and I leaned back into His lips. When I did this, he spanked me lightly.

"You dying for me yet, baby?"
I nodded, a little short on words.

The blindfold came off and in one of His flashes, I found myself around the beautiful device He'd used on me before. This time it was flatter so that I was on my back, my feet up in stirrups that attached out from it and my hands out to my sides, cuffed there. The device's hard shaft had formed inside my ass and as I clenched myself around it, I called out and came.

Shadows walked up so He stood in between my legs, slowly running His hands over my upraised thighs, "Wow, honey, you're dripping."

I was. I pulled against my handcuffs and began fucking myself onto the device as He watched--lust growing in His now dark green eyes. Palm up, He inserted two fingers into my wet pussy and finger fucked me into my second.

"Shads!" Tears ran down my face from the intensity--and we had just started. As soon as I was finished, while my eyes were still closed, I could feel Him push Himself into me--with a condom on. Holding onto my thighs, Shadows ripped into me over and over--not holding back and giving His all. He was "punishing" me after all.

Sweat had formed all over His rippling chest and arms and now trailed down over his beautiful body. His head fell back as He gripped at my legs and as soon as I came again, He pulled out, groaning.

Gripping my waist, my cuffs shattered and He pulled me off the device and threw me over His shoulder. Fuck I loved when He just threw me around like that. His brute strength made my skin crawl. My senses were assaulted by His musky, sweaty scent as His bulky arm held me as I pretended to struggle. I heard the deep, dark peal of His laughter as it echoed off the stone walls. He tossed me on the bed and climbed over me, pinning my wrists down with His hands and my knees out with His, as He grinned down at me--dimples deep.

"You are mine. That pussy is mine. No one comes inside it but Me. You know this. Next time you will not find My punishment to your liking."

His orders in that deep, musical voice made me whimper and sent a shiver down my spine. One of His hands left my wrist and grabbed my jaw roughly, "Are we clear?"
I swallowed, attempting to find my voice, "Crystal, Darling."

"Good." With that, He was taking me completely--demanding and fast and unrelenting. When He gripped my throat this time, He squeezed harder than He ever had and I grabbed onto his flexed forearm with both hands as I came again. Just as I was about to pass out, I saw His jaw clench before He screamed my name in orgasm--and He slowly let go of my throat.


Immediately I was back in our bed in our room, watching and sighing as He wiped His gleaming skin down with a towel. He then crawled into bed and held me, kissing my forehead.
"Not that I mind doing that to you, darlin', but I wish you wouldn't make me do it under those circumstances."
I felt like a child being scolded, "I'm sorry, my Dark One...I let him out after he promised to return tonight and not stay angry at you."

"He was angry at me?" There was a slight tinge of hurt in His voice.

"He's an emotional teenager who just lost His sister--who happens to also be a fuck demon. He wanted someone to bond with--he's just being irrational. Don't be too hard on him."
Shadows shook His head, "I'll try."

Just then, a fully grown teenager busted through the door, laughing in a familiar way that warmed my heart. I sat up staring, immediately covering myself as their Father laid back smiling at the extremely tall, lanky teen that had two little horns sticking out of messy black hair. He threw a drum stick in the air and caught it, smiling that adorable smile at me.

"James..." I just kept staring--he had gotten so big.

"Mom, we've all seen you naked," He snickered. Andy stumbled in behind him, wrapping an arm around his older brother that was now as tall as he was, "Can I go out with Andy tonight? Please? He wants to get me laid."

Even though virginity wasn't really important in Hell, I still wasn't ready for my oldest to lose his, "James Owen..."

Shadows looked up at me with laughter in His golden eyes, "Honey, let him go. He's gonna lose it eventually," Standing up out of bed and magically putting on pants, He walked over to His two sons and put an arm around each of their skinny waists--since they were both taller than He was, "Andy, you're going to be punished when you return, but you'll probably just wind up enjoying it. So for now, take your brother out and find him a hot date. James, don't take everything Andy says to heart. I want you being the respectful one. Don't fuck a demon if they say no. Be sweet, it's in your nature." He ruffled His hair, "Be back by morning."
James and Andy both jumped in the air and high fived before running excitedly out of the room.

Shadows chuckled and settled back next to me, "They grow up so fast." He sat up on an elbow and looked down at me, "Is it too soon to ask if you want another child yet?"

The sweet look in His eyes made my heart skip. Despite it being a little sad, I still smiled up at Him, "I could have your babies until the end of time, Devil."
He raised an eyebrow, "Good. 'Cause I plan on impregnating you until the end of time."

Notes

the new grown up Andy: *brace yourself*
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Jimmy's all grown now!! :) so cute.

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