Warning: This chapter contains sex not suitable for young audiences.

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It was a morning like no other.

What do you expect on your first morning in hell?

I expected to be in an unhygienic place swarming with bugs and a scent of feces, urine and decomposition. I thought I'd be in a world where screams would be the classical music and toast partnered with bloody jam would be the daily breakfast.

As usual, my expectations were ruined when I woke up to the scent of sandalwood and fresh orange. I opened my eyes to the light of the afternoon sun that created dark shadows and blood tinge orange color. The bed covers were creamy white designed with sunflowers.

I stood from the comforts of the mattress and decided to look at the very castle-like window. There weren't any bars so I was able to lean forward and see what was outside. The ocean was framed from the silhouettes of the cliffs. Its color was a mixture of dark orange with the sun descending at the horizon.

Who would have thought I'd end up in hell?

In my entire life, my goals were to be a good person living in a Christian way of life. I was going to build a family where little children run around the house, causing chaos while a loving way would reprimand them as she cooked our meal. I wanted to continue to provide service for my people and share with them the blessings of my power that I have gained from the Lord above. I was going to live humbly and honestly until I grow old and weak in order to reach paradise.

But I did achieve paradise but not in a way that everyone expected.

I have no loving wife but instead, I have a loving boyfriend who would risk his life for me no matter who he was up against.

Miniel was long gone. He had fallen from the heavens and crashed painfully to the mortal land. I lived for a short time after it. I was paralyzed to the bone– my breaths were ragged and labored, and every part of me was in pain. The only thought I had was being with Lucifer after my death. I was reincarnated. The tears I had before my death were only for him. I could still remember my final moments.

'Lu...Luci...' I panted. The sun shone above me. It hurts to breathe. It hurts to live. Why did I have to survive that fall if I couldn't be with Lucifer anymore? Two identical faces blocked the hot sun. They stared at me curiously but with pity.

'It's Raphael's kind,' the more mature-looking twin said.

'Where are his wings?' the other one asked.

'I heard there was a war going on up there. He must have fallen off after being tortured.'

'Angels do torture?'

The mature one stayed silent. His eyes sparkled with good judgment. 'Everyone has darkness in them Slade and you're forgetting Samael.'

The twin named Slade passed his hand over my eyes to close them. 'What do we do then, Sevor?'

'We will stay with him until he passes. There are still dangerous monsters from our age that lurk.'

Slade rested his hand on top of my forehead. 'Alright then...Let us wait before we take our long slumber.' My fear lessened. My breaths calmed. I focused on their voices until my consciousness began to fade away. Before my life left me, they must have noticed that I had stopped breathing.

'You may rest, fallen angel. You journeyed well.'

I smiled at that memory. I wonder what happened to those two?

"Keetan," someone called me from behind. I turned around and found Abel standing near the door. What was he doing here?

"Abel? Why are you here?" I asked him in shock. Abel walked towards me and gave me a hug.

"I'm a demon. I was recently just turned when Michael, the senior in school, killed me. Cain is a demon too," he told me. Well that would explain Cain's exceptional healing capability. I chuckled.

"I'm happy you're here," I stated. Was it rude to tell a person that he was happy that the other one was in hell? I didn't think threatening a person to go to hell had much effect on me now.

"Me too!" he giggled. We broke from the hug and Abel pulled me to the window. I was wearing a white v-neck shirt and blue cotton drawstring shorts that ended just above my knees. It suited hell's somewhat humid temperature. The feeling of the cold marble floors was nice under my bare feet.

Abel put an arm around my waist and then I panicked when he didn't even warn me that we would jump.

Where were my wings anyway? I didn't feel anything heavy on my back. We landed on the soft grainy sand after that long death jump.

"Please warn me before doing that," I sighed.

"You can always summon your wings if you want to Keetan," he chuckled.

I can summon my wings? Now that I didn't know of. I guess that was what modern angels do now. I looked at the ocean; I had the urge to charge in. Abel and I felt the waves caressing our feet.

"This is unbelievable right?" Abel commented.

I looked at the sun and nodded. "Yeah, I'm speechless even though I'm still currently talking."

He laughed. The waves filled the comfortable silence as we tried to adapt to our current situation.

I jolted when two arms embraced me from behind. Abel looked up and grinned. "Hello Mister Lucifer."

"Abel, how are you? Your brother is looking for you."

I relaxed from the vibrations caused by sir's deep voice. Abel bowed and left, leaving me with the man who caused my life to turn upside down. I assume that he was the one who caused my mom to become a murderer, but then again—she always had it in her. He was the one who revived Cain and Abel. He did it all for me. Although his ways of getting my love and affection were dark and twisted, he only did it because he loved me.

But those chocolates...

"Mister Wall, never feed me those chocolates."

He froze from being caught from all his naughty deeds.

"Whatever do you mean, love? I thought you loved them?"

"You made the seven deadly sins to be the effects of the seven deadly flavors of chocolates... really Mister Wall?" I turned around, crossing my arms over my chest. Mister Wall smiled sheepishly. He was in his human form wearing a white button down shirt that had its buttons open and blue beach shorts.

My gosh he was beautiful.

I extended my arms up and tiptoed to kiss him again. I faintly remember how I made love with him and how it felt so deliciously good.

But the influence of my life as a past christian made me too embarrassed to ask him for it.

Mister Wall wrapped his arms around my waist and lifted me. We continued to kiss hungrily, our tongues playing with each other until certain inhumane shrieks from above caught my attention. I broke the kiss and looked up, seeing the same beings from my dream.

"What are those?"

Mister Wall put me down. "They are toothless dragons. They help filter the hot air to provide us a chilly night."

I want one, I thought.

"I'll give you one," he said, which made me shake my head and pout at him.

"Don't read my mind!"

"I'm not reading your mind. Your expression says it all."

Sir kissed my cheeks. I hid my face behind his neck. My legs were wrapped around his waist. "Tell me if I'm asking too much."

I didn't want to act spoiled like I was in heaven. I still want to keep the Keetan part of me. I didn't want Miniel to overpower my original personality just because I remember being him before.

"Everything you ask will never be too much unless you ask me to separate from you," he murmured. I looked at him and stared at his eyes.

"I'll never ask for something that will leave me empty."

He smiled at me and caressed my face. "That's relieving to hear."

He gently put me down. We watched the sun hide for the day and walked back to the castle once it became too chilly. As we walked together, different kinds of demons passed by us and greeted us.

"Are you hungry?" he asked. "I'll ask the maids to cook something for us," he told me.

"May I take a shower?" I needed to clean up since the heat made me too sweaty.

He nodded. "Sure, I'll fetch you once the food is done." Mister Wall teleported us to his room. He left me to my business and I entered his bathroom that was grander than any bathroom I have seen. It was a huge bathroom with a circular tub in the middle. Dark marble pillars supported the marble ceiling of the bathtub that had light inside. The floor was carpeted. There was a huge television.

I removed my clothes and put them inside the hamper by the entrance. There was already a towel hanging over the towel rack beside the bathtub. I chose the watermelon bath soap from the shelf and got a pink loofah. I turned on the faucets and cold water started to fill the tub. I began to pour a generous amount of liquid soap and thought of cuddling with Mister Wall later.

Mister Wall really had a strong and hard body. He always had it back in heaven and even when I didn't remember him in our first meeting, I was already smitten by him.

He was the most beautiful angel.

I gasped when I noticed that the bottle of liquid soap was already empty.

"Oh no..." The bubbles overflowed. I looked at the contents and I chuckled to myself.

'Crazy bubble bath soap, get a crazy butt experience!'

Manufactured by: Caleb Corporations

Bubble butt bubble bubble butt!

Warning: Extra bubbly

"I am such a troublemaker."

And having these memories back would only cause me to give more headaches to sir.

I got inside the tub and immersed my whole body including my head. I sat back up and splashed water on my face.

I scrubbed my skin with the sponge, completely forgetting that the faucet needed to be turned off since I zoned off again. My mind went to the time where Mister Wall and I had our bath together when I was under the influence of Caleb's cookies.

His erection pressed against my back. His warmth heated me up like Viagra.

I leaned my back against the tub and reached down towards my entrance. My fingers prodded my puckered hole and intruded it slowly. My mind reached down to the very depths of my memories and my hands played inside of me.

I guess I obtained Miniel's experience now. I spread my legs wide open and continued to search for the spot. I turned around and placed my chin on top of the edge of the tub and reached behind me.

Well this was very difficult.

My eyes widened when a warm body hovered over me.

"Having fun without me? That's selfish..." Mister Wall's voice was husky with lust. His erection rubbed between my butt cheeks like a dog in heat. My own erection began to throb from all the blood that rushed down there.

Sir leaned back and landed a smack on my left butt cheek that made me grunt. He grabbed a hefty amount of flesh from the same area and then slapped the other side.

"Mister...stop it!"

"Stop it? Stop what?" He asked and landed another slap on both cheeks.

My butt cheeks stung as my face reddened. "Stop slapping me!"

"Where?" He asked and landed another hard slap on my left butt. Tears started to fill my eyes.

"On my butt sir! Stop it!"

With another strong slap that caused the worse stinging sensation, my wings grew out from my back and I turned around. I glared at Mister Wall's cocky face that was crafted to perfection. It was impossible for me to stay mad at him. My wings fluttered in anger, creating winds inside the bathroom.

Sir pinched my face, angering me more. "Your pouting face contradicts what is down there. I can feel you press against my leg." He lifted my face and kissed my eyes. "Look at me."

I didn't obey him. "I said look at me or else I will feed you lust chocolates and chain you to my bed without touching you for a day."

My eyes immediately darted to him.

I could see why people call him Satan.

"That's a good boy..." He cooed. "Now...repeat after me. Mister Wall, I want your c*ck to make a mess inside of me."

I looked at him in shock. He didn't mean that right? Was he honestly going to make me say it?

My thing twitched from those words.

Traitor...

I cannot believe I find these words appealing.

"I...refuse."

Fingers slipped inside my hole. I moaned when sir found the spot I was searching for in a second.

"Say it or I'll twist the words to something you'll dislike even more."

I shut my eyes and shook my head. "I said...I refuse!"

Mister Wall chuckled darkly. His fingers slid in and out. He grabbed my erection and placed his thumb over the slit. "You're a naughty boy Keetan. Now how about this...Daddy, please fuck me hard and fast."

"You're...so–so mean!"

He began to massage that pleasurable spot. My head dropped to his chest.

"Your lover is the Lord of hell after all so what do you expect? Now, what do you say?" He questioned. He began to pump my erection while he fondled me inside with his fingers.

"I want to cum!"

He let out a 'tsk.' "That's not what I wanted to hear. What do you say to daddy?"

My mind was in a haze. I began to hump sir. I threw my arms around him. I can't...I can't oppose him any longer. I was desperate. "Da–Daddy...daddy!"

He hummed and waited for me to continue. "Pu--Put your p*nis inside my butt...please!"

I won't curse. My tongue won't jump over that boundary just yet.

"Fair enough," he chuckled and turned me around. His hand immediately wrapped around my p*nis with his thumb covering the slit as he positioned his own tip against my entrance. He began to ease in. I grunted and clenched the tub, taking in deep breaths. I could feel every inch of his p*nis going in. Mister Wall grabbed my wings and made them disappear. He continued to go further in and licked my back teasingly.

I felt so full.

The intrusion stopped and I sighed. That was utterly painful and it still was. I tried experimenting by clenching around sir and he grunted back.

"You're so tight."

"Because you're too big..." I replied, making him laugh.

Sir withdrew his cock and then slammed back down, hitting the wall that protected the gland of pleasure. I gripped the tub tighter when sir's engorged c*ck continued to abuse my poor gland. His every thrust swept my breath away. It felt so good. I was going to faint. His grunts mixed with my moans.

"I want to cum! Daddy I want to cum!" I moaned.

"Just a little more. Wait for daddy. Let me just enjoy this ass a little more," he said breathlessly. Sir unwrapped his fingers from my c*ck and I tried to hold it in.

Sir lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He thrusted back. He began to bounce me in midair. I shut my eyes and focus on controlling my climax. Sir captured my lips and my rigid organ bounced together with my body as sir violated my butt with his throbbing organ.

The pressure was unbearable. My voice broke from moaning. He sat down on the tub and I sat down on his p*nis.

"Daddy!" I moaned. He lifted my legs, spreading them wide.

"Just a little more baby," he whispered.

"I can't...I can't...I'm sorry-ah!" I moaned. My muscles clenched on Mister Wall's c*ck. I shoot out long ribbons of cum. A second later, he followed and filled me.

My head dropped back as clarity spread in my mind. The p*nis inside of me was still hard and raging for more.

Sir stood up with his forearms under my knees and his p*nis still inside of me. He brought us both in front of the mirror. Cum dripped from my hole.

"Stop...I don't wanna anymore!" I whined exhaustedly. Sir kissed my neck repeatedly but he ignored my pleading because I was lying.

I didn't want him to stop and he clearly knew that.

"You like the mess daddy made?" He asked. "Do you like how full you are? Do you feel how big and throbbing I am inside of you? Answer me."

I stared at the mirror and saw how red my face was. Mister Wall stared at me like a predator.

"Ye–Yes, I do."

Sir smiled—fangs showing. He placed me down on my feet, withdrew his organ and pushed me forward so I was leaning against the sink.

"Look at the mirror and watch how I fuck you."

Sir's pistons became faster and harder. My knees trembled. He leaned down and kissed my back sweetly; his eyes glowed beautifully in excitement.

After a few more thrusts, we came. He caught my exhausted body and kissed my lips.

"Thank you for that," he murmured. He carried me in a bridal style. "You should continue to masturbate frequently in secret so I can catch you and make love with you again."

I sighed. I was too tired to feel ashamed. "I will never call you daddy ever again."

"The heat comes and provides. I know you will. Now say 'I love you Mister Wall' and I will be with you for eternity."

My pout softened when I heard the sincerity in his request/order. I grinned. "I love you Mister Wall and I will be with you for eternity. You don't have to tell me to say that you know?"

Sir sat me on the edge of the tub and drained the water. I really drenched the carpet.

He gave me a toothy grin. "I know that. My faith in you is strong. You're the only one I worship now. You're the God of Satan himself."