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Ding, Ding, Ding
The clock in Simeon's room chimed as it strikes midnight.
Simeon steps out of the bathroom, his glowing sepia hued skin still damp as he hums and pats the towel all over his body. The smooth, soft fabric of his silk robe glides over his skin smoothly as he switches it out with his towel, the robe shining with a brilliant emerald colour.
With relaxed, leisurely steps, Simeon makes his way towards the vintage dresser situated right next to his bedroom door, taking a seat on the small vanity chair. The angel picks up a comb, gently running it through his brown curls and starts humming his favourite tune.
Three pumps of argan oil. That's his usual hair routine. He practices the same routine that he's done dozens of time before, yet it never gets old. And upon remembering how much a certain demon loves the smell and the softness of his hair, the angel finds no reason to stop this routine.
The soft, romantic tune of the angel's humming spills beautifully into the air, the melodic voice never once faltering a note. At the same time, the atmosphere of Simeon's surrounding darkened, a presence of ancient infernal power contrasting with the soft, melodic rhyme threading through the air.
Blue eyes glanced into the large vintage mirror in front of him, where a spilt second later, the space reflected in the mirror splits open like a tearing fabric, and in step a particular demon butler. The same blue eyes catches a pair of emerald ones, the same shade as the robe he's wearing.
A smile plays at his lips.
" Dear me, have I interrupted a sacred ritual?"
" Oh, foul demon. That you have. And I'm afraid I might have to reprimand you for that," The angel replies, his voice lilting as he smiles, playful.
" Hmm. I'm looking forward to that, then." While the portal closes, Barbatos makes his way towards his angel. Simeon watches the reflection, then finding himself cocooned around a pair of firm arms, warm lips pressed against the sensitive skin of his neck, Barbatos nuzzling into the crook.
Simeon closes his eyes, tilting his head as a content sigh escapes him. He holds the gloved hands of his lover, relishing the warmth seeping through the thin white fabric.
For a moment, no words are spoken. Only the exchange of tender kisses, and the caresses of admiring hands. It has always been like this. While Simeon is affectionate through words, Barbatos is the opposite. He expresses his love through actions, and quiet caress like these.
It never bothered Simeon. In fact, that's one of Barbatos' attractive trait that made him fall hopelessly in love.
" Miss me?" Simeon need not to voice that question, because he knows how little his lover could bear being apart from him, despite the nature of his job. Simeon need not to voice that, because he knows Barbatos would rarely admit it through words but only through actions.
But he voices it anyway because the angel is just greedy, and he needs to hear the clear fact admitted out loud. And the demon, is happy to indulge his lover.
Barbatos answers with a hum, the vibration of his deep voice against Simeon's skin igniting a fire inside his heart. The demon never stops peppering slow kisses all along the expanse of the angel's smooth skin, worshipping every part of his beauty on everywhere he could reach.
" Are you off duty?"
" In one way, yes.." Gloved hands are grasped by naked ones, the white fabric then peeled off by dainty fingers.
Simeon kisses the fingers and knuckles of his lover, humming, " What do you mean?"
" You don't happen to make those poor Little Devils work overtime again, do you?" Simeon questioned, giving the demon a scrutinizing look.
" They deserved it. It was their own choice to slack off this morning." The pair of glaring eyes grew more stern as the angel sighs, displaying a somewhat playful anger towards him, which drew a light chuckle from Barbatos.
" I kid. Yes, I happen to be free of errands tonight. So I sneaked out." He earned a light flick on his forehead.
" Without telling Lord Diavolo? Sneaky demon." Simeon scolds him lightly and yet, the azure eyes stare up at him with such fondness. A glow that could never be mistaken as anything other than the strong will of a devoted lover, willing to follow him even to the darkest depths of hell.
And the emerald eyes staring back into the azure gems, held no less the intense emotion.
Suddenly, the playful air around them is now charged heavy with passion, the yearning they had kept hidden for weeks now finally catching up on them.
Simeon fully turns around in his seat, then the distance between the two beings ceased to exist as they both lean in for a gentle, loving kiss. Their lips move with no sense of urgency, the two merely savouring the warmth of eachother.
One of Barbatos' hands is now firmly pressed against one of Simeon's shoulders, and in turn, the angel's snaked around his neck. Simeon suddenly felt a rush of emotion wash through him, and his senses are heightened as he floats in euphoria.
The warmth of the demon's hands, his voice, his kisses, his time. He misses it all.
Simeon hums against his lover's lips, savouring the precious moment shared between them and treasuring it close to his heart. The two of them have been too busy these past few weeks, and it was very rare for them to sit down together, let alone share a kiss like this.
Moments later they part, breathing in eachother's air with the way their faces are still intimately close. Simeon's fingers tuck a stray strand of green hair behind his lover's ear, before they slid further down to caress his cheek. He takes in every little feature of his lover's face, all the little details of which he adores. With a tender smile, Simeon whispers,
" Missed you too,"
It's Barbatos' turn to smile, and he plants yet another chaste kiss on Simeon's lips.
His eyes trail downward to the silk robe preserving his lover's modesty, although it only serves to entice the demon more, with the fabric only managing to cover only a little farther below the hips. This is the same robe Barbatos had gifted him sometime before.
He's beautiful.
Perhaps it's from all those kissing, but he finds the robe of his angel to be slipping off one of his shoulders, teasing. Almost as if it's beckoning him to glide a touch there.
The demon trails a feather light touch down to the neckline of the robe, fingers pinching the smooth material, grazing against Simeon's skin and making him shiver slightly.
He murmured, "Are you sure you weren't expecting my visit?"
Simeon only gives him a coy smile, tilting his head to the side while humming thoughtfully.
" I guess I'd call it my intuition."
Barbatos observes him carefully, his heartstrings tugged by the sight of his lover's coy demeanor. It is a well known fact that Simeon is a particularly difficult one to read, but for Barbatos, he had never find anything difficult about his lover. Although there are times when he couldn't guess what he's thinking, and it seems that now is one of those times.
In the eyes of outsiders, that smile might seem like Simeon's classic enigmatic smile. But Barbatos has spent enough time with him to know the hidden meaning behind it. And the time spent, aren't all too innocent. At least, it started as so.
Purple nails continue to make it's way underneath the slipped collar, lightly scraping the skin of Simeon's breast as his other hand caress his thigh, making the angel shudder in his seat.
" How about you let me be the judge of that, hm?" Barbatos murmurs in the small space between them, and Simeon smiles, loving the pleasant chill running down his spine, before teasing back,
" Sure, let's see if you'll be a good judge. "
The butler leans in to kiss Simeon again. This time, their lips meet in a less gentle manner and the depth is deeper compared to the previous kisses they had, with the two beings pouring all the feelings held for eachother in that kiss.
Despite his hunger and greed demanding him to just ravish his angelic lover, Barbatos still kisses him carefully and tenderly like worshipping a precious jewel, pouring all his love into the kiss.
One of Barbatos' hands sneaks further under the emerald silk robe, gliding over the smooth skin before grabbing onto the angel's hip and giving him a squeeze that contradicts the tender nature of their kiss. The sharp fang of the demon pierces Simeon's bottom lip, drawing a little bit of blood as the angel jumps in his seat with a yelp.
Simeon's lips parted, and Barbatos takes this chance to swipe his tongue into his mouth, eager to have a taste of the sweetness inside. Simeon reciprocated the desire, the pair's kiss now growing heavier, more passionate while the sounds of desire began to slip past their moulding mouths.
Simeon's hands couldn't stay still, touching everywhere they can, before entangling themselves in Barbatos' green hair. While the angel's breathing grew shorter and more ragged, Barbatos broke the kiss, his hands finding purchase on Simeon's waist, trailing wet opened mouth kisses from the sharp of Simeon's jaws down to the curve of his enticing neck, torturously slow.
Simeon's eyes fluttered shut, tilting his head back and exposing all of his neck to the demon, so trusting and demanding.
The demon trails his tongue over his neck with insatiable hunger, with memories of the past resurfacing in the back of Barbatos' mind.
Simeon is a miracle.
When he thought he's immune to romance, Simeon came into his life and proved him otherwise.
Barbatos still remembers the first time he and Simeon met, and it was sometime before the fall of the seven brothers. His first impression on him wasn't that great, having perceived him as a shrewd, cunning diplomat whose intentions are difficult to pinpoint. Although, he wasn't all that immune to his physical charms.
Simeon surprised him with the fact that despite himself being an ancient demon, his heartstrings could still be tugged on by celestial beauty.
He remembers the first time their eyes met. He didn't think of them as merely a pair of eyes but as the mesmerising pools of the blue sea that held wisdom and kindness. He thought that those pair of eyes are the most beautiful he had ever encountered.
He remembers the first time he sees Simeon in his Celestial Realm attire, feeling his cheeks warming and eyes shying away from the display of beautiful dark skin, feeling scandalous by the sight. Ironically enough, as a demon he feels shy, feeling that such a sight is too sacred for a corrupt creature such as he.
He remembers the first time he hears Simeon's voice, and truly, it's the voice of an angel. His voice is like a balm soothing his weary soul, although the lilting of his voice feels albeit sinful. And his laugh, oh, his laugh.
The first time he heard it was actually during the early phase of the Exchange Programme, one where Luke had done something adorable, if he recalls. His laughter rings like a bell, hypnotising in it's wake. He remembers how his heartbeat sped up, how he yearns to hear it again. And he would do anything to hear it again.
All those sentiments towards Simeon from the very first time they met, hasn't changed in the slightest. He still thinks that Simeon's eyes are the most beautiful, he still thinks that the sight of his smooth skin is too sacred for him, he still thinks that his voice is a soothing balm, and he still wants to make Simeon happy. Anything, to preserve his lover's radiant smile.
A shy moan escaped Simeon when his lover nipped at his pulse, his legs now coming together. He couldn't stop himself from squirming, and his hands gained a mind of their own as they strayed away from Barbatos' hair down to his chest.
Barbatos lifts his head enough to have a look on Simeon's face. He watches the way his mouth hangs open, the way his cheeks are dusted red, his glossy beautiful eyes, pleading, flowing with so much love and lust.
The demon smiles, albeit out of pride, relishing in his lover's reactions. He knows what he's doing, and he definitely knows how sensitive Simeon's neck is and how much he loves it when he pays attention there. He thinks the way Simeon reacts is sweet.
Barbatos continues to pepper hot kisses on his collarbones, then on his shoulders, repeating the same actions he did to his jaws and neck.
While his lips are busy, a hand pulls down the slipped collar of Simeon's robe, one of his breast now fully exposed.
Fingers teased the bud of his nipple, pinching and rolling between his fingers. Simeon gasped, and begs with a quiet, breathy voice,
"Please... Darling.."
His blue eyes glossy, pupils dilated, feeling overwhelmed but at the same time feeling desperate for more of Barbatos' touch.
The angel looks devastatingly beautiful, falling apart in the hands of the demon who's willing to end the whole world for him.
And who is he, a mere demon at the mercy of Simeon, to deny such a request from his sun, his salvation, his whole universe?
The angel's wish are fulfilled when the demon kneels down, now tenderly kissing his way up to his knees. Simeon felt scandalised by the love conveyed through the soft pressing of his demon's lips.
Barbatos carefully spread his legs, and Simeon's heart skipped a beat. The demon starts to slowly kiss up the plaint flesh of his inner thighs, his cold hands caressing the sides of it.
Gliding further up, the hands reached for the hem of the robe, pulling it apart to reveal the lace panty underneath. Simeon only wears his fancier undergarments on special occasions.
Barbatos huffs out a laugh,
" So you were expecting me, afterall,"
A gentle hand ran through his hair as Simeon replies, "Oops. Looks like the cat's out of the bag," Before the same gentle hand pushes his head close to his crotch, his voice dripping with honey, "How about you just enjoy your meal now?"
At this point, Barbatos felt how his desire is heightened, threatening him to take his lover right then. Simeon could get cocky at times, and he's always willing to play along. That is, until he doesn't. And then it would be his turn to get his way.
Still maintaining eye contact, the demon's lips curls into an amused smile. "Tell me to stop, and I will."
"I never want you to,"
He could hear his heart pounding in his ear. Although they have been together for quite a while, up until now he still finds it difficult to believe that Simeon reciprocates his feelings.
That Simeon trusts him, and desire him like he does him. He's not complaining at all, furthermore he's glad such a devine being is willing to cast even a glance towards him, let alone love him.
Barbatos resumed to kissing Simeon's thighs, while one of his hands reach down, his thumb teasing the soft flesh through the flimsy fabric of Simeon's garment.
The fabric is soaking wet against his finger, Simeon's pussy fluttering.
" I've barely even touched you, yet you're so wet already. How needy you are," The demon commented in a low voice.
Simeon sighs when he feels the pleasure gradually increasing, spreading his legs, inviting his lover.
Barbatos licks his lips. He feels his need rapidly growing as the clock ticks. But he has to be patient . Now is about his lovely angel Simeon.
Maintaining eye contact, a finger pulls the lace panty to the side, revealing his pussy.
Simeon gasps when his lover licks a long stripe over his pussy, his tongue wet and warm, still maintaining eye contact. He feels Barbatos' stare burns through him, and he shies away.
The angel has always been deemed that his virtue is patience, but when it comes to his lover, he is anything but. Corrupted by lust and greed, his patience right now is wearing thin.
He pushes his hips forward, encouraging the demon to escalate things further.
His demand is met when the demon protrudes his tongue deeper into his vagina, tasting the divine sweetness of Simeon's essence as he eagerly laps his tongue for more of that sweetness.
The demon groans against his pussy, heightening Simeon's pleasure through the pleasant vibration of his voice.
Simeon arched his back with a whimper, one of his hand grabbing a fistful of Barbatos' hair while the other claws at the green shirt covering the demon's shoulder.
" Ah,"
The angel's mouth fell open as he sings for his lover, feeling himself soaring on the ecstasy only Barbatos could provide.
Simeon could barely hold himself back, and when he feels Barbatos' fingers join the ministrations of his tongue, while his wet lips still suckled on his clit, the angel buckles in his seat, coming on his lovers tongue and fingers while his hands claw at his lover. His mouth hangs open as he let out a silent cry.
Barbatos was still eating his pussy while Simeon came down from his high, wanting to prolong the pleasure as much as he could. When he feels Simeon's breathing had gradually steadied, he looks up at his lover.
With a little trail of spit running down his lips, Simeon was staring down at him, his pupils blown wide.
His breathing still a tad heavy, Simeon managed a command, "Kiss me,"
And Barbatos obeyed, standing from his knees to capture his lover's lips. It was in this moment when Simeon's hands reach up to undo Barbatos' tie.
The demon breaks the kiss with a wry smile on his lips, " Dear me, that wasn't enough for you?"
Simeon's swift hands had already successfully undid the tie, and he simply answers, "Well, was it for you?"
"Unless you don't mind not getting your own release.. Which I'm-"
It took Simeon by surprise when Barbatos lifted him into bridal style carry. Instinctively, his arms cling around Barbatos' neck for security, and he looks up at his lover with a surprised look, before he sees Barbatos' expression, and then it shifts into one of excitement.
The expression his demon was wearing, is one of his favourites. His green eyes casted by a dark shadow, his lips pursed into a fine line. It is an expression he wears when he can no longer put on the façade, when his self control is crumbling away.
He carries Simeon to his bed, and gently lays him down.
While Simeon is now sprawled on the bed, Barbatos crawls onto the bed, and Simeon watches his lover gets between his legs. He could feel how hard his lover is, even though his pants.
The angel feels his face heating up, his heart threatening to pound out of his chest.
Slowly, the demon leans down so that their faces are mere inches with eachother and whispers,
" Do you want this?"
Lovely.
So lovely and selfless his lover is.
Even though Simeon could clearly tell how much he yearns for a release, he never let his greed violate his lover without care. Right now, he's still considerate of Simeon's feelings, asking for his consent verbally despite him having given his consent through actions.
He's a demon of greed yes, but it baffles him how selfless he is towards Simeon.
The angel feels like he fell in love all over again.
He gives his lover a smile that could melt even the coldest of hearts, and breathed his answer,
"I do,"
" I'm yours. I allow you to do anything you want to me," he tells him, because his heart burns for him. And only him. Nothing from the heavens or hell could extinguish the brightly burning flame inside him.
A hand reaches out to caress Barbatos' cheek, and the demon melts into the touch. He tilts his head to the side to kiss the palm of his lover before leaning down to capture his lover's lips.
Barbatos' hands slowly make a move to remove Simeon's robe altogether while they kiss. His hands had untied the mesh, and they carefully caress the now exposed skin of the angel's abdomen, memorising every little curves and dips.
The butler breaks the kiss when he had to pull off the robe completely, but his lips meet Simeon's skin once more, and resumed to peppering loving kisses all over the soft skin of his chest.
When the robe slips off completely, it's Simeon's turn to be busy. His hands reaches up to his lover, undoing every button of his shirt, desperately wanting to touch the softness of his lover's skin.
Once the shirt is taken off, blue eyes stare up at his lover. The angel's hands gently caress his abdomen, his eyes wide with awe as he takes in the sight of his lover.
Barbatos was never that athletic to begin with, as he never saw it necessary to train his body when he already had his magic capable of competing against anyone. But nevertheless, his body still has the sharp outlines of muscles, although not overly so. But Simeon still finds him beautiful.
And his peculiar hair is one of the angel's favourites. To this day, he still wonders why his hair is in such an eccentric colour. Perhaps because of his powers? He'll never know. Well, he still loves to run his fingers through his hair, despite all the mysteries.
" You're so beautiful..." A soft voice whispers, and Barbatos smiles as he leans down to kiss him yet again.
" Perhaps so, but never as nearly as you." He murmurs against his lips.
"Oh, Barbatos.. Stop it," The angel giggles in glee, finding his lover's words cheezy but loving it all the same.
" Why? It's true. You're the most beautiful creature I've seen in all the three worlds," Simeon feels his blood rush from the words, and even more so when he feels the cold lips nips against his pulse once again, as he feels Barbatos' warm breath fanning against the sensitive skin,
" Is it so wrong for me to admire a piece of art?"
Suddenly, the two of them are flipped, and their positions are switched. Barbatos felt the angel's weight pressing on top of him, and he reflectively grips his hands on Simeon's waist, staring up at his lover in a subtle surprise.
" Then, it wouldn't be wrong for me to admire you too, right?" The angel speaks to him with his pupils blown wide once again, the blue irises almost invisible like a solar eclipse.
Smirking, the demon replies, "Oh? Is this how you want to play it?"
" Is there anything wrong with that?"
Barbatos chuckles, taking one of Simeon's hands and pressing a kiss there before replying,
"Not at all, love. Anything for you."
The next minutes pass by, with Simeon kissing all over his lover's body, returning his favour and marking him how the demon did to him. The angel did so slowly, their hands never leaving eachother even for a second, and time seemed like it ceased to exist.
Now, Barbatos has his shirt and pants thrown to the floor, and Simeon, his silk robe lay forgotten on the floor along with the article of his lover's clothing.
In his hand, the angel holds a bottle of lube, which he received as a gift from Asmodeus for whatever reason. He had poured a generous amount on his hands.
Simeon is now straddling Barbatos, legs on either side of him as he stares down at the tall erection under him with hungry eyes.
He leans up to kiss his lover's chest, before looking up into the green eyes,
" Tell me when to stop, alright?" Simeon sees the butler beckons him for a kiss, and he leans down and did so. He was almost distracted by their kiss until one of his lover's hand grips the hand that he has the lube on, and it guides him to the demon's dick.
The angel starts slow, pumping his hand upside down with care. He starts from the base of his dick and all the way to his tip, flicking and pressing his thumb over the head, the action drawing a sigh from Barbatos.
With their lips devouring eachother, Simeon only sped up his ministrations when Barbatos starts to buck his hips into his hands, low groans starting to spill out from his lips.
Simeon was sure he almost got his demon to reach his peak when Barbatos breaks the kiss with a particularly heavy breath.
" That's... Enough, love." Simeon felt a bit disappointed that he told him to stop. But he swallows the feeling down when Barbatos lifts his hips, and position him over his erect cock.
Looking into his eyes, Simeon had only realised how green Barbatos' eyes are. His pupils are almost completely gone, turned into small slits, like the eyes of a snake.
He was pulled from his thoughts when Barbatos drags his hips down, feeling the girth slowly slides into him, and soon filling him to the brim. The two moans, their voices a beautiful contrast between a low pitch and a high pitch.
Barbatos hadn't even moved yet, and Simeon is already panting, eyes pleading, and he sees the satisfied smile of his lover beneath him. His smile reminded Simeon of the ones artists do when they had successfully created a piece which they love.
" Aren't you divine?" The hands on Simeon's hips start to slowly drag him up and down the length, Simeon letting out a whimper as he feels the fire inside him burn brighter.
The angel starts to roll his hips, desperate for more. While demon, is busy kissing all over his lover.
" Does it feel good? Let me hear you sing, dove," Barbatos continues to whisper admiring words reserved only for the ears of his lover, wanting Simeon to know how much he is cherished, would he ever forget.
Simeon seemed to be spurred on by Barbatos' admiring words, as he moves his hips faster, granting his lover's wish as his mouth hangs open, letting out a stream of cries flow out freely.
Barbatos watches Simeon moves his hips sinuously over his, with him chanting his lover's name like a prayer, grunting from time to time as he feels the wetness and tightness of his lover's pussy driving him insane.
The sight is beautiful, but it isn't enough. He needs to see the pearly tears stain his soft cheeks, he needs to see his white wings shudder, needs to see his bewitching blue eyes roll for him.
He needs, and he needs more.
The demon's hands grip onto Simeon's hips tighter, before a loud smack sounded the room when he slams Simeon down on his cock faster, thrusting his own hips up to meet with his lover's.
A loud cry escaped the angel, throwing his head back when the room brightens for a moment, and his white wings revealed. Spread majestically over the couple. Barbatos almost burns from the brightness of his halo, his demon form showing, but that has never stopped him from worshipping this holy being.
The sight is all too holy for a scene too scandalous.
Simeon leans in to kiss him, and they kissed so deeply and passionately that Simeon felt like he was about to pass out from all of this, but it's not enough.
" Harder, harder please,"
The angel begs so sweetly against his lips, and who is he to deny him?
The silky tail snakes it's way around Simeon's waist, coiling rather tightly like a python securing it's prey.
Barbatos pulls the angel's body roughly against his own, feeling the full body shudder from Simeon and the way he chokes on his spit. The demon wraps his lover tightly around his waist, holding him close as he thrust up hard into him with a deep growl.
Clawing at Barbatos' shoulder's, Simeon feels the way the fire in him burns so brightly, the way the pleasure seems sweeter. He wants to beg Barbatos for more, but he could only afford to let out a desperate whine.
His lover responds by nipping the skin right under his ear before whispering against the skin,
" Let go, beautiful. Let me see you fall apart in my arms."
Just like that, Simeon's head fell back, blue eyes rolled back into his skull, his wings spread wide as he screams the name of his one and only.
Watching Simeon reach his peak is enough for him to reach his, the demon grabbing tightly on the angel's hips, giving one last hard thrust before he came deep into his lover, grunting his name.
" Simeon.."
The angel falls against his chest, breath heaving and tears streaming down his cheeks. Barbatos merely puts a hand on his head, comforting his lover.
Once again, he kisses Simeon's face tenderly, making him giggle.
Simeon looks up at him, brushing away some stray hair from his face and caressing his cheek.
" You're still hard," The angel smiles,
" Daring, aren't you?" He takes a hand, and kisses the palm tenderly.
" Honestly, you can go on for hours and I wouldn't mind," Simeon teases with a smile, a finger trailing down Barbatos' chest, igniting the fire once more.
Truly, a miracle is he,
And Simeon is flipped over, Barbatos now pressed on top of him, cock still buried inside.
With both of his arms on either side of Simeon's head, caging him, the demon says,
" I'll take up your word for that,"
Barbatos thrusts into him with newfound lust and vigor, Simeon squirming beautifully beneath him as he meets his lover's ruthless thrusts.
Laboured breaths, breathy moans, the arousing smacks of their meeting flesh, and the passion of it all almost drive Simeon completely insane, his voice raw and primal as he screams for his lover.
He was reaching up to pull his lover in for a kiss when a knock sounded the room.
Simeon gasps, a slender hand quickly cupping his mouth.
"Simeon? Are you awake?" A youthful, high pitched voice calls out from behind the bedroom door.
Barbatos continues to rut into him, albeit slowly now. He smirks, then leans in to whisper lowly in his ear,
" You better answer that, before he opens the door."
The angel shakes his head with a horrified look in his eyes when the demon released his hand.
Barbatos urges him on, " Come on, unless.. You want to be discovered?" Simeon swears he will murder the demon in his sleep tonight.
"Simeon? I'm coming in-"
"W-wait! Luke, wait. I had just finished showering. What's wrong?" Simeon prays his charge won't point out his weak voice.
"Oh, it's just.. I heard strange noises just now.. I'm afraid there might be a demon sneaked into this house!" He shot a sharp glare at Barbatos, who has a shit eating grin on his face, still moving inside of him.
"I don't feel any demonic presence, and you'll get used to it, Luke. We are in Devildom, afterall." The demon is now kissing down his neck, and Simeon's hands clawed at his shoulders either out of frustration, or arousal, or both. He tried really hard to suppress his sounds when Barbatos hit a spot that makes him drool.
"But!" A moan slipped out of his mouth when Barbatos nipped on a sensitive skin, paired with the delicious feeling of cock rubbing against his sweet spot. His own hands quickly flew to clasp his mouth, eyes wide in horror.
"Simeon? Are you okay? Speaking of, your voice sounds really weak. Are you unwell? I'm coming in okay!" Simeon could feel his heart stop beating when the little boy twists the doorknob, only for it to be locked. Relief washes over him like cold water.
"Oh, your door is locked, Simeon."
Sweet, innocent Luke. So thoughtful and so blissfully unaware of the profanities happening inside the very room of his mentor.
"I... Just have a splitting migraine. You needn't worry, Luke. I'll just sleep and rest. And you should too," Barbatos is now kissing all over his face like nothing is going on. Simeon felt like smacking him with a rolled newspaper.
"Hmph, fine. Good night and rest well, Simeon!"
"Goodnight Luke," They hear the pitter patter of little feet running down the hallway, before the sound of a slamming door was heard.
As soon as the couple is sure that Luke is out of earshot, a pair of hands grab Simeon by the hips and spin him around, forcing his cheek and chest to be pressed against the mattress.
The angel's shocked gasp turns into a loud moan when Barbatos starts pounding into his wet center, stimulating his sensitive walls. His hands flew to grab the bedpost, his hips hiked up high, held so tightly by his lover's hands that he's sure they'll leave bruises.
Simeon's bed shook with the ferocity of the demon's thrusts, the wet slapping of skin against skin increasing in volume as the demon increases the depths of his thrusts even more. Simeon's wings fluttered, and his white feathers puffed.
One particular roll of Barbatos' hips caused the angel's tongue to loll out, eyes rolled back as he let out a desperate whine, the sound heavenly in Barbatos' ears.
Barbatos leans down to suck more hickeys onto his lovers back, while one of his hands reaches up to stroke Simeon's feathers, making his wings puff and shudder. The gesture would've been comforting if not for the situation.
Feeling Simeon's walls clenching more tightly around him, the hand that was stroking the feather now cups one of his breasts, fingers teasing the sensitive nub while his other hand is busy pulling Simeon back against his cock.
" Hah- ah, please-"
Simeon's mewls increase in volume and frequency as he is jostled up and down against the sheets, pushing his hips back against his lover desperately with no shame.
Barbatos trails kisses along the expanse of Simeon's back, groaning and brows furrowing as he feels himself getting close to the edge. Suddenly, he finds Simeon's wings spread and shuddering, eyes crossed, his pussy clamping down on him, drooling as he calls out his lover's name.
"Barbatos! "
The demon continues to thrust into his lover, overstimulating the angel, his whines sounds like music in his ears.
"I love you,"
Barbatos confesses with a breathless voice, still grinding into him.
" I love you. I love you, I love you-"
He throws his head back, hips stuttering as he reaches his peak, letting out a deep groan as his cum floods into his lover once more. He rides out his orgasm, Simeon now panting under him, exhausted.
After his breath had steadied, Barbatos plants an affectionate kiss on Simeon's nape, before carefully pulling out his cock. Simeon sighs from the sudden emptiness and the feeling of his lover's cum trickling out of him.
The two lay down beside eachother, taking a moment to let the pleasure ebb away. Nothing else was heard other than the peaceful sounds of their breathing. It's a comfortable silence.
" Love you too," Simeon confesses, looking into his lover's beautiful green eyes. The demon reciprocates with a slow, lingering kiss on Simeon's lips. So loving and intimate.
That is until l Simeon breaks the kiss, looking at him with a tight lipped smile, a threatening glint in his usually kind eyes.
"I will murder you in your sleep."
Simeon is referencing to Barbatos' little stunt earlier, and truth be told, the demon had almost forgotten about that.
The corners of his eyes crinkled as Barbatos laughs, the sound warming Simeon's heart and provoking his wrath even more.
"When the hell did you even lock the door?"
"While you were busy moaning my name," The angel glares at the snickering shit of a demon, feeling glad his lover had the logic to do that. In his mind, Barbatos should also be glad that Simeon loves him. Otherwise he would've sleep in their doghouse.
Simeon's solemn expression does not go unnoticed by the demon. A pang of hurt shot through his heart. He couldn't bear the thought of hurting his beloved in any way, be it emotionally, or mentally. And he's afraid if his little stunt has crossed their boundaries.
"I'm sorry dove, I promise I won't do that again."
He spoke gently while he kisses the corner of Simeon's lips tenderly, asking for the angel's forgiveness.
Simeon sighs, because of course he would forgive his love. "Apology accepted. But don't do that again unless you want me to have a heart attack." He lightly scolds, hands caressing his lover's hair.
Barbatos smiles, grateful and loving. He then takes one of Simeon's hands to his lips, kissing the knuckles and fingers.
" I love you so much, my dove."
Simeon nuzzles their foreheads together with a soft smile.
" I love you too, my dearest."
For a while, they stayed in the bed, merely savouring eachother's warmth and company. Barbatos soon got out of the bed to prepare a warm bath for both of them, while Simeon complained to him that he had just had a bath before Barbatos came over. The demon simply shrugs and replies,
'You'll have to get used to it,' and winked at his lover, causing Simeon's cheeks to heat up.
The both of them are now in bed, clean and comfortable. The angel and the demon are facing eachother, talking about everything and nothing.
Although the clock in Simeon's room shows that it's 2 a.m, and that Simeon's eyelids are heavy as he feels their previous romps catching up with him, the angel is still stubborn to fall asleep even though his lover had advised him so.
Simeon has his head laid on Barbatos' chest, his fingers languidly tracing patterns on the soft skin of his lover. While Barbatos has his fingers idly playing with the feathers of Simeon's wings, while his other hand rests on his hips.
They had paused their conversation for a while. The angel is first to speak up.
" Hey, Barbatos..."
" Hm?"
" Have you ever thought of.. Telling Diavolo about us?"
The fingers that played with the feathers stopped abruptly, and Simeon felt rather than saw how Barbatos' breath hitched from his question. The angel never paused tracing little patterns on his chest, the gesture now intended to soothe the butler.
With a long sigh, Barbatos finally gives him his answer.
" I have, many times, in fact." The demon takes a moment, before continuing.
" It's just that I am concerned on how he would take it. After all, His Highness is headstrong in his dream to unite the worlds. He would never let an obstacle get between him and his goal." His green eyes stares up above, taking in all the intricate artistry of Simeon's bedroom ceiling.
" And knowing how the Celestial Realm would take out relationship.. He would consider it as an obstacle."
The room fell silent once more. Simeon's idle fingers had stopped.
" ...I see." The angel then peers up at the demon.
" I'm sorry for making things complicated for you." His gentle voice whispers, and Barbatos could feel the weight of his emotions in that short sentence.
Quickly, he makes an act to console his lover. The demon shifted so they can both lay on their sides, before gently holding the angel's face in his hands, as he speaks in the softest voice he could afford.
" Nonsense, dove. I never regretted being with you. Never." Simeon stares at his lover in silence, tears welling in his eyes. When a drop slides down his cheek, his lover is there to kiss it away.
After a while, the angel regains his smile. Then, he scoots closer to Barbatos, hugging him and nestling his face into the crook of his neck. A hand reaches out to pat Simeon's back, consoling him. Barbatos feels warm breath fanning against his neck as his lover whispers,
" I never regretted being with you too. I want to be with you forever."
In response, the demon held the angel tighter in his arms, before kissing the crown of his head.
" Now sleep, love."
It only took a moment until Barbatos felt the warm breath against his neck had grew heavy and steady, indicating that his lover had fallen into slumber, with his wings wrapped around the two lovers.
His mind drifts back to the question Simeon posed, and to his own answer. What Barbatos said was true, Diavolo loves his butler, sure, but he is a man driven by determination and dreams. And he would never let anything prevents him from achieving his dream.
And of course Diavolo is aware of the Celestial Realm's heavy judgement of a demon-angel relationship. The Celestial Realm would accuse the Devildom of brainwashing or using methods to corrupt their diplomat, before casting out said diplomat. After all, they were always waiting in the shadows for any minor inconvenience that they could use, to disband the unity.
Then his dream of uniting the worlds would fail.
And he couldn't afford to fail.
Not when he's this close to achieving it.
So as much as Barbatos trusts his master, he couldn't afford to risk losing Simeon. Not when Simeon means the whole world to him now. Not when he's willing to defy his master for him.
" Whatever the world throws at us, I will never let you go." The butler swears to the angel peacefully sleeping in his arms, blissfully unaware of the butler's inner turmoil.
Barbatos holds his lover tightly, teeth gritting.
" Never."
The alarm of Simeon's DDD awoke the angel from his slumber. The first thing he does is reaching out to feel the sheets beside him, feeling his heart sink to his stomach when he finds them cold.
Disappointed, his eyelids flutter open, looking around a little bit, until they land on the empty space beside him. Simeon sighs.
He knows they couldn't be together for long due to the nature of their secret rendezvous, but the angel couldn't help feeling disappointed nonetheless. Especially when he feels that all this unnecessary secrecy is his fault.
The angel sometimes finds himself wondering how great it would be if their relationship is public. Or at least, known to their friends. The scenario seems sweet, sure, but it's not enough to cover the bitterness of the reality of their situation.
Feeling himself starting to overthink, Simeon sits up in his bed, stretching his entire body before staring off into the abyss. When he feels his body is energised enough, he stands from the bed, glancing at the clock on his wall.
6.30 a.m.
It's still quite early for a Saturday. But he could start preparing breakfast for his housemates. He intended to make his bed, when he notices the little note on his bedside table, accompanied with a little red rose.
I'm sorry I had to leave you early, love. To make up for it, how about we go somewhere this evening? I happen to have some free time the rest of the evening. Also, how about you wear something for me? I'll be looking forward to see you. I'll fetch you at Gargoyle Street at 8. See you.
Love, Barbatos.
The angel's lips curls into a smile.
Oh, Barbatos,
And thus, the angel's golden heart melts yet again,
Everytime I'm with you, I feel myself falling into pieces in the most wonderful way,
In the hands of a demon, one deemed a foe to his kind,
What am I supposed to do?
He loves it, loves it. Against his world's wish, he yearns to never part, until the end of time.