Demonic Love

by T L Stokes

  “Yeah. But now I have you, so I won’t be so alone anymore will I?” Stell said and turned to face Stephan.

  “Yeah,” Stephan mumbled as he got closer to Stell. Their lips met and Stephan gasped with the electricity between them. He licked softly at Stell’s lower lip, and with a moan the boy opened to allow Stephan’s tongue entry.

  Stephan pushed him back on the bed and began exploring Stell’s mouth with his tongue. He put his hands on the smaller boys hips and Stell wrapped his tattoo clad arms around Stephan’s’ waist and pulled him closer. Stephan covered the smaller body with his own and felt his hard-on rub against Stell’s thigh.

  He nudged his leg between Stell’s and felt his hard on. He felt smaller than Stephan but still average sized. Stell moaned into Stephan’s mouth and ran his hand up Stephan’s back into his hair where he got a grip in his head and pulled him harder into his mouth. After a while they finally pulled apart to breath.

  “Holy hell,” Stephan sighed as Stell nuzzled his neck. Stell giggled quietly.

  “What?” Stephan asked confused.

  “Nothing. You’re a good kisser,” Stell replied shyly. That was the first time Stephan didn’t see the cool confident gaze in place.

  “You too,” Stephan smiled and leaned in for another kiss.

  “So... you’ve never... you know...” Stephan trailed off hoping Stell would understand what he was getting at.

  “Slept with anyone? No,” Stell said blushing.

  “Pete and I did. A couple of times but it was never very satisfying to be honest,” Stephan smiled. Stell smiled back. But then a dark shadow came over his face. He sat up suddenly and forced Stephan off him. Stephan looked at him confused. But all Stell did was fix his hair and straighten out his shirt before standing.

  “What’s wrong? Did I upset you? I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry,” Stephan said, hoping Stell would sit down on the bed again.

  “Its not you. Its me. You don’t know me. And you shouldn’t know me. I’m... just not a nice guy,” Stell confessed and looked down. Stephan stood and put his hands on Stell’s cheeks.

  “Don’t give me that bullshit ‘it’s not you it’s me’ line. Maybe I don’t know you... but I want to. What I’ve seen so far is that you’re a nice guy. Just give me a chance, please,” Stephan nearly got on his knees and begged. He would have if that was what his boy wanted. ‘My boy?’ he thought to himself. ‘When did he become my boy? Hmm... I like it,’ he thought before almost shaking his head to bring himself back to what was going on.

  “You don’t want me. There are parts about me that I would never be able to tell you. Secrets that I could never share. You don’t want that,” Stell said with a sad look in his eyes.

  “Would you ever cheat on me?” Stephan asked calmly.

  “What? No, never,” Stell looked at him like he was crazy.

  “Then I don’t care. I like you a lot, Stell. And I’ve been getting the vibe that you like me too. Is that right?” Stephan asked him. Stell said nothing, only nodded his head mutely.

  “Then let’s go for it. We can at least try can’t we?” Stephan asked looking down into the pools of ice cold water, and at Stell’s light pink lips that were a little swollen from their kisses.

  “I- I don’t know. I need to think about it,” Stell said and looked down at the floor again

  Stephan sighed heavily. He was impatient and he wanted his boy now. But if time was what he wanted then he would give him all the time in the world.

  “OK. Just let me know when you decide, mkay? I’ll be waiting,” Stephan added before he picked up his jacket and left the house, leaving Stell deeply worried and confused alone in his room.

  Chapter Two

  Can a demon love? Was love the feeling that he was feeling for Stephan? If this is what people have always been talking about he could understand their need for it. It was wonderful. The feel of Stephan’s hard body against his. The strength behind the gentle exterior. The weight of his chest on his as they kissed passionately. The feel of his rough hands on his hips. Greater than any feeling he had ever felt before. But COULD he feel them? Who had ever heard of a demon falling in love?

  Demons were supposed to be cold and ruthless. Not submissive and vulnerable. And he was Mephistell, damn it! He was the big bad! The Grim Reaper, the Demon Lord of fear! What would Lucifer have to say about it. He was one of his Demon Lords. Would he really punish him? He had done nothing wrong... yet.

  ‘Lust is a sin, isn’t it?’ he reminded himself. ‘And Lucifer loves sins!’ he thought hopefully.

  ‘This is not lust this is love,’ his brain screamed at him.

  Should he tell him at all? ‘Its not wise to keep secrets from one so powerful as Lucifer,’ Stell thought of this as he sat alone in his room, minutes after Stephan had left.

  ‘Its decided,’ he thought to himself. ‘ I’ll tell Lucifer the truth.’ He tried to empower as much bravery as he could into himself. Even the Demon Lord of fear feels it every now and then. Especially when it comes to Lucifer. Who would not fear him?

  ‘Tell me the truth about what?’ A man, who appeared to be in his late twenties, appeared sitting on Mephistell bed. Stell jumped and almost let out a shriek at the figure. He looked completely normal other than the eyes. Which were completely black. It made it impossible to tell where he was looking.

  “Lucifer!” Stell bowed low until the devil himself grunted in approval. He rose and gazed uncomfortably into his dark colorless eyes. It was then for the first time he noticed light didn’t even reflect off of them. They were only black.

  “Tell me what, Mephistell?” Lucifer stated calmly, eyes never shifting. As far as Stell could tell.

  ‘Uh. Just that a... uh... problem... has... occurred,” Stell chose his words as carefully as he could. He knew Lucifer had as large temper as one would expect.

  “A problem? You have never had a... ‘problem’ before, Mephistell,” Lucifer’s brow twitched and his mouth, which until then was a perfectly straight line, bowed a little into a frown.

  “Yes, Sir. I mean, no, I haven’t sir... but yes, there’s a problem now.”

  “Stop your babbling, my patience is thinning, Mephistell,” Lucifer’s anger began to flare.

  “Yes I’m sorry. Its just that. There’s a... a child,” Stell hesitated. Wondering if it was too late to drop the subject.

  “A child poses a problem to my Demon Lord Mephistell?” Lucifer asked in wonder. And what Stell believed to be shock. “What problem could a child possibly hold?” Lucifer’s wonder and shock turned to confusion. His brow furrowed over the pitch black eyes.

  “A matter of... of... love, Sir...” Stell waited to be obliterated where he stood. Perhaps sent to one of his companion Demon Lords circle of hell? But nothing came. He finally opened his eyes and saw Lucifer staring at him with a blank expression on his face.

  “Love?” Lucifer said quietly.

  “Yes,” Stell repeated just as quietly. “I believe so.”

  “Who’s’ love?”Lucifer asked confused.

  Mephistell stood silently. Afraid of what would come if he answered Satan’s query.

  “Mephistell,” the Prince of Demons voice began to rise. “You know as well as any that a Demon such as yourself is not capable of... love,” he spat the last word like it was a filthy swear on his tongue.

  “That’s what I believed as well, until last week. I met him at the high school. You told me to go to the school because the teenagers are weak and don’t know what they want yet. And may be foolish enough to make a deal with you,” Mephistell babbled.

  “I KNOW WHAT I SAID!” Lucifer shouted. His eyes, if possible, turned a deeper black. His skin paled, his teeth turned sharp, and his lips turned red as if stained by blood. Mephistell jumped at the sudden outrage. Lucifer quickly calmed down and motioned for Stell to continue with what he was saying.

  “We met and he has been so... nice. And he says he wants... a... a... relationship with me. And of course normally I wo
uld refuse but with this one, he’s... he’s different. I... I wish to have a relationship with him,” Mephistell finished, nearly shaking so hard he thought Lucifer would be able to see his fear. No doubt he probably could anyways.

  Lucifer’s head snapped up from staring at the place on the floor. The same place Stephan had stared, Stell noticed.

  “You wish to have a relationship with a mortal boy? You, a demon, a Demon Lord. One of my generals from the seven circles of hell wishes to have a relationship? With an innocent human child...” Lucifer stated it as though it was the most complicated thing in the world. Mephistell wouldn’t be surprised if it was.

  “He does not know what you are I’m assuming,” Lucifer crossed his left leg over his right.

  “Of course not, My Lord. I would not be so insane as to go against your laws,” Mephistell cringed at the thoughts of what the punishment would be for that.

  “Good,” Lucifer said. Stell thought he saw a thoughtful look in his black soulless eyes.

  “I’ll make you a deal, Mephistell,” Lucifer said, raising his dead gaze to meet Stell’s icy one.

  “A... a deal?” Mephistell asked. He knew how dangerous Lucifer’s deals could be. He almost always got what he wanted. The trouble was Stell didn’t know what he wanted.

  “Yes, you tell this human boy. This...” Lucifer made gestures with his right hand waiting for a name.

  “Stephan,” Mephistell gave him the boy’s name.

  “Yes... this... Stephan. You tell him what you are, what your job is, and what you’re here for. And, if he still wants to be with you, I will allow it,” Lucifer stated. Mephistell nearly exploded with joy. Not yet completely comprehending what Lucifer was telling him. Nor hearing the rest of what he was saying.

  “Oh thank you thank you thank you!” Stell gasped as he knelt on the floor and began bowing to his boss.

  “I’m not done yet Mephistell!” Lucifer raised his voice. Stell immediately stopped and listened.

  “But, if he rejects you. In any way shape or form. Then the human will be sent to the worst punishment I can think of,” Lucifer finished. Mephistell hesitated. Was it worth it? What if Stephan did reject him? He would be... Stell didn’t even want to think of what could happen to him. He had no desire to see how sick Lucifer’s imagination could get.

  “Oh and one more thing. Of course you can’t tell him about this deal of ours. He must decide for himself with no influences from you,” Lucifer said. Mephistell thought about his choices.

  “I want an answer now Mephistell,” Lucifer said impatiently. Stell gazed up at him from the floor where he still sat.

  “I accept your deal,” he said. Still wondering what he had just done.

  “Fantastic. You tell him by next week or I send your boy to his own personal hell,” Lucifer said.

  “Bu-” Mephistell started but was cut short, the Devil disappearing as quickly as he had come. ‘What have I done?’ Mephistell asked himself. It was not his place to decide whether or not Stephan went to Heaven or Hell. The worst part of hell, nonetheless. ‘I hope I’ve made the right choice,’ he thought to himself, gazing out at the moon.

  Chapter Three

  Stephan sat in his bedroom on his computer, searching for the song Stell had been playing. He never gave him the name but he figured he would be able to find it. After about 15 minutes of searching he found the song he had heard when he enter Stells room. He added it to his playlist and then set it on repeat. As far as he was concerned he could play that song all damn day. Anything to bring back the memory of the curve of Stell’s hips. But with that memory brought back so was the painful one of Stell’s reluctance to have a relationship with him.

  ‘Why wouldn’t he want me?’ Stephan asked himself, glancing into the mirror that was on the back of his bedroom door. ‘I think I look fine.’ Stephan pondered his appearance for a moment before recalling Stell’s exact words.

  “You don’t know me. And you shouldn’t know me. I-I’m just not a nice guy,” he had said. Stephan wondered what he could have done that would make him think about himself that way. God how he wanted to use his tongue to trace each of the black tattoos. Stephan didn’t know what they were of. They looked like writing in some foreign language. He made a mental note to ask Stell about them next time. If there was a next time.

  Stephan went and sat down on his bed. He thought of the feel of Stell’s stiff erection rubbing against his thigh. The tight jeans he wore trapping his swollen member away from Stephan. He slowly unzipped his pants and pulled out his dick. He started stroking it leisurely while thinking of the soft curve of Stell’s lips when he smiled. He wondered if Stell was cut or uncut. He looked down at his cut dick and decided he wouldn’t care either way.

  He thought about what Stell would look like bent over his desk, exposing his tiny pink rosebud. He wanted more than anything to kiss Stell’s virgin opening, to thrust into his warm... tight channel. Having him milk the cum from his dick. They would climax at the same time, Stephan still thrusting inside of him.

  With that thought Stephan let out a loud groan before bathing his shirt in warm spunk. He laid still and let his breathing slow until it was back to normal before taking off his shirt and putting it in the bottom of his clothes hamper.

  He walked into the bathroom to wipe the remaining cum off his hand. He paused before washing it off and wondered what he would taste like. He hesitated before bringing his hand to his mouth and licking a small amount of cum off. He found he liked the taste and licked another glob off his hand rolling it around on his tongue.

  He tasted salty and a little bit bitter. He wondered what Stell would taste like. His dick jumped at the thought. He quickly washed off the remaining cum and crawled into bed. Having sweet dreams about Stell all night.

  Tuesday~ 6 days until the Deal expires…

  Stephan found Stell sitting in his normal seat first period. He walked to his usual seat and sat down.

  “Hey,” Stephan said to Stell. Stell turned suddenly and looked at Stephan. An emotion Stephan couldn’t identify crossed his face. Was it remorse?

  “Hi. Uh... I’m sorry about... last night,” Stell said looking at his desk uncomfortably.

  “Yeah, uh, I don’t mean to put any pressure on you or anything but did you decide what you want us to be?” Stephan asked, hoping Stell wouldn’t get mad.

  “ Yeah, see the reason I hesitated is because my dad doesn’t really... want me dating. But I talked it over with him and he said its fine,” Stell said.

  “Great! I mean, you had me worried there. I like you a lot and I know you’re a good guy and I really want this to go somewhere. And I’m babbling so I’m going to shut up now,” Stephan laughed, thinking of when he first asked Stell out.

  “Ha, I’m glad too,” Stell smiled. But there was something behind his eyes that said otherwise. He covered it well though. Right when Stephan was about to respond, Mr. Townsend stepped into the room and quickly told them all to quiet down. Stell smiled and scribbled something down on a piece of paper before handing it to Stephan.

  ‘Want to talk at lunch’, it read. Stephan nodded OK and turned to listen to the project they were getting. Stephan and Stell ended up being paired for a group project. And had agreed to meet at Stell’s house that night to work on their project.

  The bell rang for lunch and Stephan was walking towards his table to see Stell and Francis already sitting there.

  “Hey, guys,” Stephan said as he sat down between them.

  “Hey,” They both replied, Francis stuffing Cheetos into his mouth. Stell had no food in front of him.

  “No lunch?” Stephan asked as he pulled out his own.

  “I... uh... woke up late. Forgot it. Not a fan of the cafeteria food either,” he winced and nodded his head in the direction of the lunch lady.

  “You can share mine if you want,” Stephan smile taking half of his sandwich and setting it on the paper bag in front of Stell.

  “No I’m fine. Really,” Stell p
ushed the food back. “But thanks.” Stephan shrugged and took a bite of his sandwich. Stephan and Francis got into an argument about their favorite sports teams. While Stell stared out into space, wondering what in the hell he was going to do about the deal with Lucifer.

  ‘What am I going to do? Should I just get it over with an tell him now? No, I’ll wait as long as I can. The better he thinks of me the better chance I have... no, he has,’ Stell corrected himself.

  He decided he would spend as much time with Stephan as he could before the week was up. It was Tuesday, so that gave him until Sunday to tell Stephan. Assuming the devil would count the stroke of midnight as the end of their deal, and then tell Stephan the truth.

  “Whatcha thinkin ‘bout?” Stephan interrupted Stell’s train of thought.

  “Huh? Oh, just what we are going to do for our project in geography,” Stell lied.

  “Oh yeah,” Stephan began talking about their project, but Stell hardly listened. He felt a flare of anger.

  ‘You insolent mortal. Your soul is on the line and all you think of is pathetic high school classes.’ Stell raged in his mind. ‘No that’s not fair. He doesn’t even know about the deal,’ Stell scolded himself.

  “You okay? You seem spacey today,” Stephan asked him. He placed a hand on Stells leg. A move that didn’t go unnoticed by Francis.

  “Ooooh!!! You two a thing now?” he asked. Stephan beamed and looked at Stell.

  “Yes,” Stell said simply, giving Stephan a reassuring smile before putting his hand on top of Stephan’s.

  “Congrats, guys,” Francis said smiling, returning to his food. Stephan smiled even brighter and turned to Stell. Squeezing his hand before also returning to his food.

  ‘I am so screwed,’ Stell thought before the bell rang.

  Chapter Four

  “Man I’m starving! You got anything to eat at your place? I have some cash on me too, we can stop for something if you want,” Stephan asked as they walked towards Stells house.