Shepherd of Fire

My next mission was to continue with Marcus and Ephus. I lurked behind a corner watching the two as they conversed with a group of colleagues. It wasn't long before they found an excuse to leave. At Marcus's house, where they always went, Ephus was--as usual--the nervous and unsure one.

"Marcus...this is wrong..."
"But I want you, Ephus, doesn't that mean anything to you? Don't you want me?"
"It's still wrong."
"How could anything that feels this good be wrong, Ephus?"

This was turning into a fight. I discouraged them with flashes of pillow talk and moaning, a small starter.

Marcus pulled him through the doorway and kissed his questioning lips, "Ephus, please. I want to pleasure you. Let me. You don't have to do anything back."

Before Ephus could say no, I threw him a few quips of him being pleasured, and he immediately buckled. Marcus pulled Ephus to the bedroom and continued to pressure him until the other's cock was in Marcus's mouth. I grinned--this was easy, but then again, Shadows had already done the hard work.

Speak of the Devil--suddenly hot hands held my shoulders. When I tried to turn, they held me in place.

"Watch them." It was a cavernous whisper in my ear.

As Ephus's cries got louder and more frequent, He wrapped His arms around me, putting His hands all over me from where He towered behind me.

"Do you feel the innocence, Diem?" His lips grazed my neck hotly.

"Yes," I quietly answered, trying to remain focused on the two angels as they Fell. I could feel Ephus's as it slowly ebbed out of him.
"It's so good, isn't it, sweetheart." His dark voice sarcastically glazed the pet name. His large hand moved to my neck and I struggled to remain quiet. All I could do was nod.

When He pressed His erection into the small of my back, I gripped my hands up and back into His long hair. Ephus was getting closer and both of us could feel it--the ebb picking up, the cracks beginning. I was beginning to fall apart in His arms, tattooed burning flesh keeping me standing as He ground into my back. Both of us struggled as Ephus's heat built and when Ephus came, so did the Devil--right down my back. The purity washed over both of us, hitting hard and perfect and final.

My hands loosened in His hair as His breathing into my neck began to slow. After a few moments, my hands fell and I turned, looking up into that beautiful, hard face.
"Until next time...Master."

And I was gone. If He wasn't going to fuck me, I wasn't going to stick around. I had a drink with my name on it.


After I appeared on the bar stood next to Andromachae, I immediately grabbed a napkin and wiped down my back. Andro was too busy staring down the bar to notice.
She finally turned to me, "Demon, you're positively glowing." Andro greeted me. I smirked, "Yeah, I'm still feeling it."
"From Synyster fucking Gates!?!" She whispered hoarsely at me. It was two fucking nights ago and it still lit up my insides--literally.
Andro once again leaned over to my ear, "He's on the other side of the bar. Looking away, right now."
I did my best to look non-obviously. He was "positively glowing" as well. I gave my friend a questioning look, since she seemed to be so surprised, "Do you not get this lit up??"
She raised an eyebrow, "Uh, no. I haven't been that lit up in a long time. Must've been good."

I sighed. Fuck yes, it had been good. And then she noticed something I had not.

"You're a different color than he is."
"What?"
"Yeah. He glows like a...an orangy-red. You're almost completely red. Much darker."

Before I could answer the question I knew she was going to ask, I watched her face change in surprise as she watched who the footsteps belonged to that were apparently coming my way.
A hand gripped my arm, "Diem. We need to talk." And before I could protest, we were gone.

"Hey!! I didn't want to come here, you can't just do that!" I huffed and realized this must be his place.
Gates laughed, "Well I just did honey." He put his hands on his hips and looked me over, "You've been with Him, haven't you?"
I was indignant. That was none of his fucking business, "I still haven't been with Him, He refuses to fuck me."
He folded his arms, whipping his long black hair from his face, "Then why are you glowing red? When I'm this color?"
I refused to back down, "Because I sucked Him off. And He had His tongue inside me. Both probably contributed to my color right now."
"I thought I told you to stay away from Him, Diem. You are quite literally playing with fire."
I laughed darkly, "And just who the fuck do you think you are?! I was meant to fuck Him, Synyster. You don't understand."

He suddenly turned so serious is had my stomach churning from the warning in his eyes, "Don't, Diem. Just don't. He will fuck you up. Past the fire in his touch, the fire in His seed--the hate, the malice, the darkness. None of us are that purely evil. But He is."
I put my tongue in my cheek, "Are we done?" And before he could answer, I was sitting next to Andro again.

"What the fuck, D?"
"Gates is a little jealous, I believe."
"Of....???"
Giving her a teasing smile, I leaned so close to her ear, I could feel her shiver when I began to speak, "Satan Himself came in my mouth last night. Then He ate me out. It was glorious."
She slowly looked over at me, "And you're fucking standing here telling me about it....? How?"
I shook my head, "Haven't you ever listened to me? I was meant for Him. To take His evil, His hate. This is just the beginning."
Andro looked away shaking her head at me like I was a crazy demon. She would learn. Like they all would. Like He would.

I could once again feel the pull of Synyster's mind and I fought it. Slamming the whiskey, I grit my teeth and eventually gave up as his mind's strength won out.

"I wasn't done with you." Gates snarled in my face as his long fingers wrapped crushingly tight around my throat. Now we were back in his playroom--both completely naked. I grinned and raked my eyes over his beautifully toned body. Tattoos of his favorite missions, mixed with monsters and demons, swirled around his arms, down his sides and over his perfectly formed ass.
He narrowed his black eyes and squeezed, "You've been with Him today. I can smell Him on you." He dipped his head to my neck, sniffing over me like an animal.
I struggled to speak, so when he could tell I was going to say something, his grip loosened just barely.
"I had a mission this afternoon, He showed up and watched with me."
Synyster now had me in his arms, caressing his hands over me and leaving bruising kisses down my neck after he had let go of it, "And what did He do to you, my little fuck demon?"
I closed my eyes, clinging to him, "His cock rode the small of my back until He came as we watched an angel Fall."
"An angel!?" He smirked as he gracefully turned me around back against his hard chest, yanking my hair back so I was looking up at him, "Nice. Fuck I bet that was good."

He didn't wait for an answer, just shoved my shoulders down and slammed his cock into me from behind. I caught myself on the bed by my hands and cried out. I was going to be one ridiculous color after this.
Synyster didn't let up, but gripped my hair again, using it as leverage to thrust harder into me. Without any foreplay or warning whatsoever, his cock had torn into me--making me writhe and bask in the pain.
I looked back over my shoulder to watch Synyster's mouth fall open, beautiful sounds falling out. When his face began to twist I gasped. I could feel his precum begin to light up my insides and it threw me towards the edge.
"Gates--fuck--" I was getting close, but I was pretty sure he was going to get there before I did.

Shit.

Then he pushed an unforgiving two fingers into my ass and we were both done--the fire spreading throughout us both as we screamed together.

He retreated his fingers before collapsing onto my back, soothing his hands over my body to help me recover as his come kept changing my color and his changed as well. I buckled and we crashed to the sheets together, his cock finally slipping out of me as he curled his body up to mine.
Synyster kissed just below my ear, "If you survive, I'll still fuck you....when you're too exhausted from His onslaught of pure filth and disgust. Come to me...you can have us both..." He murmured until the sleep that follows the fire pulled us both under.

Notes

Apparently I can't write a chapter that doesn't have Synyster in it....
No complaints, though, right? Ha :)