Chapter 04
They all sat down after the fiasco,all tense.
"How's the mission progressing". Lucifer questioned and Lust tensed slightly.
"Nothing yet". Samiel responded with his head bowed. Not out of reverence but to hide his expression from Lucifer. He has always been told that he wears his heart on his sleeve and his thoughts on his face.
Lucifer observed him quietly,"It's been a month my dear Lust, I don't have so much time idling away that I'd have to instruct you on how to complete a mission as simple as this one".
After saying this, Lucifer waved their hand and a big screen appeared, replaying the encounter between Lust and Ashton from the very first day they met.
Lust gasped, stunned "You were monitoring me this whole time?".
"I hate to break it to you Lust dear, but I don't trust you, not even a fraction, not with this kind of mission anyway". They commented nonchalantly,as if stating facts.
"Then why did you assign it to me?I didn't even want to do it in the first place". Lust argued, indignant.
"That is because you have something that is very crucial to this mission".
They pointed to the screen, the exact scene where Lust had hypnotised Ashton during fresher's night.
Lust's mind immediately went back to the moment. His body shivered with pure lust at the memory of Ashton's reaction.
He instinctively closed his legs, his imagination already running wild. Ashton had begged him for a taste but right now, as his mind went back to that scene, he could see himself laying on the soft bed in that same room, his legs splayed apart, his hips moving of their own accord and his back arching off the bed, between his thighs is Ashton, thrusting into him, hard and deep, groaning, grunting, his pale skin covered by a sheen layer of sweat as he fucked him senseless and his hips moved urgently in a desperate need to match him, thrust for thrust, his moans of pleasure spilling out of his swollen lips, lips that Ashton had claimed as his own,and filling the room, accompanied with the obscene sound of their body meeting.
Lucifer grinned before snapping his fingers and Lust found himself in the claw hall again.
He realised what had happened or rather, what Lucifer had done. He had manipulated his imagination, making it seem real.
"Your fantasy can come true Lust, you just need a little magic". They suggested,a smirk plastered on their faces.
The aforementioned demon knew that Lucifer was right. In fact from the way Ashton has stared at him that day, he has a feeling that he might not need to use any spell to have him in-between his thighs, where he desperately wants him. But he won't do that, his guts are telling him that he can't mess with Ashton without becoming a mess himself.
The pull that he feels towards the younger man is almost unbearable, he can't risk it but looking at Lucifer's grinning androgynous face, he knows that he has little say in the matter.
Before he could respond, Lazy appeared in the hall with Hades, Lust's half brothers, the demons of BDSM and Lazy's experimental master.
Hades is a conjoined quadruplet, each representing the four letters of BDSM. They have one body but four heads and they share thoughts too, not all though.
Lust locked his jaw tight, his usual calm composure cracking a little before becoming harder and impenetrable.
"Brother, it's good to see you". Bondage smirked,a thick chain in his hand which he's dragging the weak Saxiel with, the demon looked exhausted and drained.
Wrath drew in a painful breath, the tip of his hair burning. The new and fresh scars on Lazy painted a very gruesome story. Even the other demons had pity in their eyes when they saw him.
Hades dragged him roughly across the bony floor, causing Lazy to whimper quietly, fresh dark blood decorating his already injured skin.
"You're late". Lucifer admonished, though he looked a little bit satisfied.
"I know you were expecting me to". Discipline rolled his eyes, sitting themselves down on a chair beside Lucifer. He raised a whip and brought it down on Saxiel, the sound echoing in the quiet hall.
Lucifer cackled loudly and they all flinched unconsciously at the eeriness of the overlapping voices.
Lust glanced at Wrath,"Calm down, they're provoking you with clear intents, don't give them that satisfaction".
"But Saxi, he's hurt". Wrath whispered, his voice cracking, his emotions spilling over, anger and pain the only thing he's feeling.
"I know, he'll be fine I promise. I will heal him". Lust assured him, feeling apologetic knowing that they're all suffering because of him.
Sariel shook his head,"They won't let you".
Samiel kept quiet. Wrath is right after all, they're clearly targeting them both, so of course how will they let him heal Lazy.
But he will try his best.
"Hades". Lust called out but no response, Hades didn't even glance at him.
"Petty". He muttered under his breath before turning his focus to Lucifer who's staring intently at him.
Lucifer spoke up before he could,"There's one thing you must do, that is, if you're thinking of helping".
Lust clenched his teeth tightly, his jaw ticking, he didn't dare look at Wrath, afraid he'll see the unwillingness in his eyes.
"You must bring Ashton to me in the space of one month,use whatever means,by that you should know what I mean, right?, else…". At that pause, Discipline smacked Lazy hard across the cheeks, dark blood gushing like a waterfall from his split lips.
"Yes Lucifer". The demon of desire agreed with a frantic nod of his head, having been left with no other choice.
"No Sam, you shouldn't agree to that". Wrath opposed in an urgent tone.
"You can heal him now, dear brother, unless he doesn't want you to". Submission sneered, staring contemptuously at Wrath.
Lust stood up and walked towards Lazy, Glutton following timidly after him but Wrath just sat down where he was without moving an inch, clenching and unclenching his bloody fists, guilt tearing him apart inside.