[Hebrew mythology] The best friend of the devil

"Lover?" Mephisto pushed Cain away and pressed his temple, "Then, where is this?"

He stood up, and the demon city shrouded in darkness turned into silhouettes of stars and moons in his pupils.

"Is this...hell?"

Can't remember, but it seems to be a matter of course, he knew that he betrayed God with the army, and he knew that the fallen angels built a new city here.

He even knows...

Know that there is a person, a very important person.That man is his reason for rebelling against God, that man is the morning star at the top in heaven, and the shadow of the abyss in hell.

"You don't want to leave here." Cain seemed to understand his thoughts. He didn't know how fast Lucifer's movements were, but he knew that he wouldn't wait too long. "Hell has been a bit chaotic lately."

Some chaos is true, Lucifer changed hands and let Samuel deal with the rebels, but this kind of chaos will not affect Mephisto anyway.The fallen angel shook his head and said, "You lied to me."

"For your own good."

"I know."

They didn't wait too long, the hall of all demons was brightly lit, and Lucifer announced his lover to hell, breaking the hearts of many demon girls.

Mephisto sat at the window looking at the palace.Can't hear anything there at all from here, but he knows what's going on, it's something he expected a long time ago, forgetting the specifics now, all he knows is peace of mind, neither comfort nor jealousy .

No response... because it's almost never expected.

After Lucifer left the table, they quarreled for several hours before the crowd finally dispersed. Mephisto walked to the back of the Pantheon alone, and Cain did not have permission to enter there.He stopped at the door of the bedroom and leaned against the wall. He couldn't hear any sound, but he didn't knock on the door until more than three hours later.

"Come in." The master of the palace didn't ask who he was.He pushed open the door, but did not enter. Lucifer simply put on his robe, and Satara stood aside, leaning against the wall.

"Congratulations for getting what you want." He complained to Lucifer, "It seems that you can't sneak in at any time in the future?"

"You can try it." Lucifer replied indifferently, "I think Satara likes chatting with you?"

"Ah, you don't mind letting me talk to him? What if I sow discord and poach your corner?"

Satara read the words in his mind, confirming that Mephisto meant that he wanted to chase him, not Lucifer.Sensing his gaze, Mephisto said quietly: "Why should I chase someone I can't remember? Why don't you be more cute, the more expressionless people are, the more people want to bully and cry?"

Satara's first reaction was not to answer him, but to look at Lucifer.Lucifer put on a smile, stretched out his hand and patted Mephisto's paw on the door frame, "You already have a stupid human son named Cain."

Then he closed the door directly, completely ignoring the possibility of trapping Mephisto's hand.

"So Satara still has the energy to chat with me?" Mephisto teased, staring at the door, "That's your problem."

There is a terrible thing about Mephisto's character design, that is, when he is serious, he is always in the second class, and if he is not in the second class, he is easy to be indecent, so that he seems to be indecent all the time.Satara understood what he meant as soon as he turned his head, lowered his head like an electric shock, and murmured: "I'm making it difficult for you."

"Me?" Lucifer's smile was somewhat similar to that of Mephisto, "I'm not embarrassed, but you, it's sudden, right?"

"You don't need to..."

"I said I want to teach you what love is," Lucifer said quietly, staring at the door, "then first thing, don't call me 'you'. Your name is Satara, which I gave to me Life is for a friend to cherish, not for my slave."

Someone gave him this name twice, the first time he broke it, and the second time he hated it.This man's heart had also been given to him twice, once deceived by him, and once pierced by him.

Then the person who was deeply hurt by him said, what's the big deal, what I care about is always the future, what does your past have to do with your future?

He loved this person for tens of thousands of years, and the love became deeper and deeper, but now he was standing beside him, but he couldn't accept all of this.

Do you deserve it?can it?Is there a future?

He knew what Lucifer was doing, and Lucifer declared to the whole world that he was worthy, that he could, that they would have that future.

But that's too much.It was beyond the wildest expectations he had ever had, and beyond what the Demon King could promise.

That person should be high above, holding the stars in his hand, everything is just a passing cloud to him, no one can get close, and loneliness is nothing to desecrate.

It wasn't the first time his reason and his emotions were at odds.All his intellect wanted was to look at the other, the first light of his life, the man he could never be and did not want to be, the morning star of hell, the shadow of heaven.But his emotions want to bring him to his side, kiss him, love him, even suppress him to enter him, infect him with his breath and engrave his mark, just like his declaration just now, tell everyone that this person belongs only to him , other people are forbidden to touch even his clothes——

Cold sweat soaked his palms.

Can't.He'd already tried to kill him once.

only……

Lucifer put his hand on the top of his head, pressed down his forehead hair, and moved his palm forward along the hair to his forehead. The warm skin had a little woody fragrance, and Satara bit his lower lip. He knew that the man used The other hand hugged him, let him lean on the other's chest, and heard the strong heartbeat - the heart that had been pierced by him.

He tried to open his eyes wide, but his vision was blurry.Tears soaked the pupils, but refused to leave the eye sockets, "Lucifer." He called that person, "Lucifer."

"Ah."

"I do not deserve."

"I'll wait until you match."

"I want to kill you."

"I won't give you a chance to betray." Lucifer put his hand on top of his head, his long hair tangled between his fingers, indescribably meek, "If you don't believe in yourself, trust me."

"I dare not... dare not touch you..."

"Huh? Wasn't it you who pressed me here to kiss you?" Lucifer suddenly changed the subject, "You've been staring at me, don't you want something?"

"... want you."

Instead, Lucifer was stunned, and asked with some malicious intentions, "You want me?"

"The way you cry and beg for mercy will be very exciting." Satara's voice carried the same malice, "Morning Star fell into darkness...you fell to me...possess you, conquer you, plunder you... Let you lose the ability to think, and always only look at me..."

Lucifer stared into his eyes, pulled off his collar, pressed his fingers on the exposed collarbone, and stroked slowly.The man hides himself again, hides his heart behind malicious words, and barks at others to warn them to back off.But the more he is like this, the less likely he is to let go, just like Satara wants him to degenerate, he also wants to peel off Satara's shell and suck the most helpless soft meat, which is the most delicious and fragile part, That touch was enough to make the man cry and beg for mercy in his arms.

The very dark gratification that accompanies sexual ||| desires.

"I don't know either. Are you interested?"

Satara turned his face away, his hair blocked most of his expression, only his light-colored lips were exposed.Lucifer pecked at the corner of his lips, forcing him to turn his face and look at him, "Is it difficult to accept me?"

"I don't think you can bear my embarrassment without you."

"...Is it really difficult?"

"I love you."

Lucifer's breathing stopped suddenly, Satara sat up calmly, put his forearm on his shoulder, "I love you, is that enough?"

"So it's still very difficult." Lucifer tilted his head and bit his finger, licked his knuckles, and slowly sucked his fingertips, making a sound of water on purpose, "In this case... I don't like being on the bed very much. Play a forced game."

"No need for this, I—"

Lucifer's voice was almost cruel.He leaned close to Satara, and said in his ear in a tone that made him tremble, mixed with fear and excitement, and almost expected: "Then keep doing what you are used to, okay?" Peng, his pupils were half covered by eyelashes, his voice was low and seductive, "Let it remember me, it can't leave me, and let me remember you... okay?"

good or not?

The question of having no choice, the thrillingly dark delight.

"...I'm looking forward to it."