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“Good afternoon, class.” Gabriel raised his hand to greet his students as he strode inside, inspecting the auditorium and finding today’s attendance acceptable enough. The heels of his dress shoes clacked loudly on the floor as he made his way to the back of the room, leaving his coat on the chair and his bag on his desk. “I trust you’ve all done the required reading I assigned for today?” he once more addressed the class, receiving multiple nods of approval and raised hands to indirectly answer him. “Very good, let us begin then. Open your books on page ninety eight.” Gabriel instructed as he began to write on the whiteboard behind him.It had been ten years since Gabriel had become acquainted with Lucy and an innumerable amount of things had transpired since Gabriel had graduated. The two of them had found a small apartment for themselves, Gabriel had worked hard to earn his bachelor’s degree and subsequently his doctorate, becoming a certified professor at a far earlier age than he had expected to be able to. He chalked up much of his success to Lucy’s immense support, he was after all his rock, his dearest treasure. Lucy had not been idle either, with his help the bakery had expanded considerably and they were able to help Gabriel’s mother live a far more comfortable life, free of the worry of living paycheck to paycheck just to keep the bakery open. He had even been made co-owner alongside her, something that Lucy had been more than ecstatic about. He was far better at running a business than he gave himself credit for. Gabriel was at present teaching multiple history courses at Brook College, something that gave him a great sense of personal pride, while simultaneously stressing the life out of him. He had a tendency to overwork himself, giving each and every class one hundred and ten percent of his attention despite two of his four courses counting for less credit. Still, he was not the type to complain, but the undue stress he put on himself could often lead to dry, overly straightforward lessons.This was one such lesson. Gabriel droned on as he slowly filled the whiteboard behind him, reading passages from a few of the books he had brought and trying his hardest to wake up the students that were threatening to doze off. There were at least enough interested kids in his class to keep a conversation flowing, he relished in getting to answer their questions. He adjusted his large, rounded glasses and tucked the left side of his hair behind his ears, letting out a quiet sigh as his index finger dragged its way across a page in his book, searching for the next paragraph to read out. Gabriel had changed remarkably little over the past decade, his features were a little sharper but he still had an effeminate face, only bolstered by the jet-black, straightened hair that drooped down the sides of his face. The stoic, unapproachable resting face his students were familiar with was the exact same one he was known for in his younger years, his eyebrows sharp and his lips always slightly pursed. His wardrobe had not matured much, seeing as he had already dressed himself like a college professor years prior. He still wore tight, black turtlenecks and overcoats, though he had at the very least changed his sneakers out for dress shoes. Despite work consuming most of his time and his thoughts, he still made the effort to be presentable.A sudden, polite knock on the classroom door interrupted Gabriel’s teaching, he knew exactly who it was who had come to bother him. It was the last class he was teaching today after all.
“Professor Weiss, I think your husband is here to pick you up.” one of the girls sitting in the far front almost whispered, raising her hand and pointing the other at the door.
“Th-Thank you, Miss Palmer.” Gabriel grit his teeth as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He was trying his hardest not to get too flustered, his pale complexion made it almost embarrassingly clear when he was blushing. Just then, Lucy quietly entered the auditorium, leaning back on the wall next to the exit. He gave a quick wave to Gabriel with a wide, open mouth smile on his face, receiving a closed-lip pout from his husband. Gabriel looked back at the completely filled whiteboard, then the classroom, then his man, deciding that enough was enough and that it was likely best to just call it for now.
“Ah, right, were there any further questions..?” Gabriel closed the book he was reading out of, scanning the classroom for any raised hands. “No? Alright, class is dismissed. Don’t forget the required reading for next time, I..” he stopped himself mid-sentence, the speed at which his students hurried to evacuate his classroom had disappointed him enough to just let it go. Gabriel tried not to take it too personally, it was almost the weekend after all and his class had likely been the last one of the day. He could always just send them an email later.Gabriel watched as his students left the class, a good number of them saying hello to Lucy. His bakery was a common stop for a lot of them on their way to college after all, so he was acquainted with quite a few of them. Though Gabriel’s eyes were fixated on his man; he looked as dreamy as ever, just as handsome as the day they met. Time had been exceedingly kind to Lucy, he looked almost the exact same as he always had. Though now that he was human, there were some slight differences, things that could now occur now that he wasn’t made to be the exact thing Gabriel desired. He could grow a beard, his face now sporting a short stubble most of the time, he had a few lines under his eyes and he had to put in a lot more work to maintain his ideal body. In all honesty, Gabriel did prefer this version of Lucy over the demon he had been, despite how hot it had been to have an Incubus as a boyfriend. He still had some of his demonic features, like his sharp teeth to remind him of what he once was. Gabriel was so preoccupied packing his books back into his messenger bag he didn’t notice Lucy locking the door behind them.“Hey, hun. Y’alright?” Lucy said in a sweet tone as he strode over to his husband, his hands in his jean pockets.
“Yeah, just stressed.” Gabriel answered without looking up to greet Lucy properly.
“I get that. Hey, It’s the weekend though, aren’t you excited?” the former demon said as he placed his hands on Gabriel’s desk, getting in his face like an excitable puppy.
“I’m trying to be. Did we have anything planned?” Gabriel asked, his expression still sour and moody. He was running on fumes, stressed out of his mind and trying his hardest to hide it.
“We’ve got a date on Saturday. Oh, and Emma and Amelia are having a get-together on Sunday, that’ll be exciting! It’s still so crazy that they only started dating a year ago, isn’t it?.” Lucy snickered.
“Yeah, It is. Let’s get going.” Gabriel cleared his throat and began to walk from his desk with his coat on his shoulder, but became startled as his wrist was grabbed by Lucy and his entire person was pulled back towards him. He let out an adorable noise as he felt Lucy’s hands ease themselves around his midriff, he already had an inkling of an idea as to what his husband wanted.
“Hey, you’re really stressed out, aren’t you?” Lucy said in a soft, almost stern tone.
“Wh-What are you..?” Gabriel nervously swallowed before he could finish his sentence, staring up at his man in this position was much too stimulating.
“So let me relieve some of that stress before we go home, what do you say?” Lucy smirked, placing his right hand on Gabriel’s chest and pushing him down onto the desk, knocking over several items that sat on it.
“W-Wait, not in the classroom..!” Gabriel tried to protest, his breath heavy and ragged as he attempted to do something about the predicament he now found himself in.
“I’m not actually asking.” Lucy’s grin widened to showcase his fangs, something which he knew Gabriel could never resist. Before Gabriel could say a word he felt the belt he was wearing become undone, followed by his jeans getting hiked up alongside his underwear. Lucy wasn’t fond of wasting time.“I said stop, Lucy!” Gabriel yelped in protest as he was undressed, his pants hanging around his ankles as he felt a huge hand hold him down by his chest. Lucy was freakishly strong after all, he didn’t need to exert much force to keep his husband pinned down.
“I dunno, you seem pretty excited for this.” Lucy snickered as he used his index finger to press down firmly on the base of Gabriel’s stiff dick, which elicited a soft, pained moan from the poor professor. “Just a quickie, ‘kay?” Lucy asked in a sweet voice, yanking his pants down just enough to let his own monster come out to play. Gabriel couldn’t see what Lucy was doing, but he had become so accustomed to his husband that he could instantly pick up the scent of his cock as it was released from his jeans.
“It’s never ‘just’ a quickie!” Gabriel practically growled as he grabbed Lucy’s arm that held him down, trying to free himself from his grip.
“Heh, yeah..” Lucy wistfully sighed before moving his hand from Gabriel’s sternum to the side of his chest, gripping the other side with his free hand. He had to get a firm hold of his little husband since he had the tendency to wriggle and kick like mad when entered. Seeing little point in delaying things any further Lucy placed the tip of his meat directly onto Gabriel’s awaiting hole. He couldn’t help teasing him just a little bit. Gabriel’s chest was expanding and contracting rapidly as he breathed, his cheeks and his ears were flushed bright red and his eyes rattled in his skull like loose marbles. As he opened his mouth to plead he could feel Lucy ram his cock inside him in one, smooth motion, sending a shockwave throughout Gabriel’s nervous system as he felt the rod inside him bash against his prostate. It didn’t matter how often they did it, Gabriel always had the same reaction when being entered from behind. His back reflexively arched as he let out an unnatural noise of pleasure, his brain unable to formulate any thoughts that didn’t directly correlate to wanting more of what Lucy was giving him. Gabriel’s hands violently trembled before he latched them on the sides of his head, his eyes firmly set on his husband as he watched him begin to work his asshole.
“See, you always seem so against it until you get it, then you can’t get enough..” Lucy said between low grunts as he rammed himself inside Gabriel at a slow, steady pace. He wanted him to beg him to go faster, go harder.
“M-More, more..! Faster!” Gabriel whined as he let out brief moans of pleasure, his eyes half-lidded and his face appearing even more flushed than before. As soon as his body was reminded of how pleasurable sex with his husband was it couldn’t do anything but crave more until it shut down. He was addicted to this feeling.“Y’know, It’s funny. I do most of the cooking, the household chores, all that. But you’re still definitely the wife in our relationship.” Lucy evilly chuckled as he picked up the pace, watching as Gabriel kicked and squirmed beneath him from the pleasure he was being subjected to.
“A-Ah, I am.. I am..” Gabriel panted, barely able to register what he was agreeing with.
“There’s no doubt about it, especially when you’ve got these damned proportions.” Lucy bared his teeth as he moaned, leaning further forward and bending Gabriel back to get deeper inside him. He was absolutely correct about Gabriel’s form; the exposure to demonic seed in the first few months of their relationship had permanently altered the shape of his hips, just that slight bit too feminine to belong to someone like him. It was an immense turn-on for the two of them. It was why Gabriel chose to wear heavy overcoats most of the time; hiding his figure from everyone but his man was a priority.
“Mmff, mmff..” Gabriel stifled his moans with his hands, struggling to keep himself under control from the pounding he was receiving. He knew Lucy wasn’t going to stop until he was satisfied, which could be at least five or ten minutes more, in which time Gabriel was sure he would orgasm at least three more times. He was always much quicker to climax than his husband.
“God, you feel good. We don’t even need to prep you anymore, I just slip right in. Isn’t that wild? Your body has become so accustomed to me it practically begs for me to fuck it.” Lucy continued to tease, which just served to bring Gabriel closer to his first orgasm.
“D-Deeper, deeper!” Gabriel begged as he roughly ejaculated onto his exposed stomach, coating the womb tattoo that Lucy had accidentally given him years prior. He had gone in to have it finished of course, since Lucy had only given him half of it before he turned human, it looked silly to have it half-finished. Gabriel was starting to get frantic for more, just once wasn’t going to cut it for him. He was well aware of how greedy he could get and once he was given an inch he was liable to demand an entire mile.
“Thank god I pulled up your sweater in time.” Lucy snickered to himself as he picked up the pace and began to thrust harder and faster, determined to get himself off. There was no stopping him once he properly began, not even the idea of someone walking in on them scared Lucy. He still had a lot of demonic habits left in him.Gabriel can feel his eyes start to roll up into his skull as his legs are pressed further and further back, he was fully aware that he was becoming lost in the endless pleasure the engorged instrument Lucy was packing was giving him, but he didn’t care in the least. He needed a release; needed his man to release inside him. They couldn’t be done otherwise. Gabriel came once again, knowing full well that it would be his last proper orgasm of the session. After the second one usually followed a completely dry, purely internal orgasm, but that was always the very best one. He can hear his husband’s breath begin to quicken, his face getting closer and closer as he bared his fangs and practically drooled on his little toy. Gabriel had enough sense in his head to expect a loud, long expulsion inside him sooner rather than later.
“G-Ga.. Gabby..” Lucy muttered between soft, masculine moans of pleasure. He knew to save that particular nickname for times like these, it had a profound effect on Gabriel and Lucy was well aware of it.
“L-Lu..” Gabriel began to answer his husband before being shut up by the aggressive load that was finally ready to be served to him, something which coincided with his final, completely dry orgasm as Lucy hammered against Gabriel’s weak prostate. He wanted to get one last one in for his darling. Gabriel’s body went limp as he felt the slightly softer monster of a cock slowly snake its way out of his body, his limbs awkwardly spasming from lingering pleasure as he laid on his personal desk. This had been an exceedingly naughty place to do something like this.
“Whew, that must’ve taken some of the edge off, eh?” Lucy chuckled to himself as he plucked a few tissues from the back pocket of his jeans and started to wipe both him and his husband down. All Gabriel could do to reply was nod, he was still trying to catch his breath. Lucy wasn’t wrong, that had certainly helped distract him for a few minutes, he very clearly needed the release.“God, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of seeing this, It’s so hot.” Lucy said as he wiped the ejaculate off of Gabriel’s toned stomach and by extension his womb tattoo.
“You’d better not, you’re the little imp who branded me with it.” Gabriel playfully scoffed, having come to his senses at last. He was very fond of teasing his other half, a playful habit he had picked up from Lucy.
“Ooh, branded. That’s such a cute way of putting it.” Lucy said as he leaned in for a kiss, but was met with both of Gabriel’s hands firmly pressed against his face, pushing him away.
“Nope, nuh uh! You haven’t shaved, so no kisses for you!” Gabriel huffed, struggling to keep the far stronger man from coming closer.
“Aw, c’mon! It’s just a little stubble!” Lucy spoke through Gabriel’s fingers, some of which were pushed against his lips so as to make his speech partially illegible, he sounded too adorable to Gabriel to deny him.
“Alright, fine!” Gabriel relented and took his hands off of his man, receiving a sweet, sensual little kiss from Lucy that lingered on his lips just long enough to remind him how much he cared about his little angel. “So ticklish..” Gabriel whined as he wiped his lips with his hand.
“So demanding sometimes..” Lucy snickered to himself.
“This wouldn’t be a problem if you shaved everyday, like you’re supposed to.” Gabriel furrowed his brow as he spoke, pulling his sweater down over his exposed stomach.
“And always nagging..” Lucy openly laughed as he saw Gabriel blush from hearing what he had just said, it was so easy to embarrass him.
“I’m not a nag..” Gabriel crossed his arms and turned his head like a bratty child would, fully aware that he could get away with acting like this since Lucy just found it adorable. It was an amazing feeling to get to behave a little childishly to the amusement of your other half, Gabriel had not been so keen to allow himself to act like this early on in their relationship, but he had found himself putting on performances such as this simply for Lucy’s enjoyment.
“Of course not, you just want me to look my best.” Lucy smiled as he gently caressed Gabriel’s cheek. “Getting you home might be a bit of an issue though.”
“Wait, why?” Gabriel asked as he started to get up, just to be gently eased back down by Lucy.
“There’s like, a lot still inside you. It’d leak out if you started to move around.” Lucy reminded Gabriel, who blushed vividly at being reminded of that fact. “I knew something like this would happen, so I brought a little friend to help me out!” Lucy said with far too much excitement as he procured what was unmistakably a butt-plug, the sight of which elicited a loud groan from Gabriel. “Where were you even keeping that?!” Gabriel asked before letting out an annoyed sigh.
“Don’t worry about it, hun.” Lucy just laughed to himself. He knew Gabriel wasn’t really as cranky as he seemed, they both got their kicks from this sort of fun after all.In no time at all Gabriel and Lucy are out of the classroom and on their way home, the poor professor barely able to walk straight after the treatment he had been subjected to combined with the new, foreign object in his rear. Lucy didn’t seem to give it any mind, he just had his arm wrapped tightly around his little angel, enjoying the looks they were getting. He loved to show Gabriel off, he wanted everyone to know that he was his, and vice versa. Gabriel, on the other hand, was not a big fan of being so visible. Though there was no shame in being married to a man like Lucy, the difficulty arose from how much his man liked to wordlessly brag about and display him, like he was a prized animal he had bagged, some kind of trophy. Gabriel couldn’t deny finding that at least a little flattering.
“This is exceedingly difficult, Lucy.” Gabriel whispered to his man in between awkward waves to his students and fellow professors as they passed them in the college halls. He felt his legs might give out at any moment.
“We’re almost out, there’s a hot bath waiting for you at home.” Lucy whispered back, planting a little kiss on top of Gabriel’s head. The promise of a nice, relaxing bath was enough to at the very least get Gabriel to the car.
“Hot bath..” Gabriel muttered to himself as they exited the college. He needed this weekend far more than he had realized. He promised to eventually lighten the workload on himself, but he knew that was never going to happen. He had far too much passion for his work. Gabriel was glad he had Lucy there by his side, to pull him out and force him to take breaks when he knew he was going overboard. He felt a little guilty making him pull double duty managing him and his own bakery, but Gabriel knew there was no stopping Lucy if he wanted to do something. He considered himself very lucky to have him in his life. Even if it meant getting his guts rearranged on his teacher’s desk every so often.Though that was decidedly a perk rather than a downside.
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“Thank you for your assistance with today’s service, I’m grateful you were able to step in for Lucian.” Gabriel said with a world-weary sigh, thanking his friend for his assistance with a firm handshake.
“Of course, Father Weiss. No trouble at all.” his friend replied. “I’m happy to have been of some service.”
“The Lord recognizes the man who puts others' needs before his. Would you mind asking around for Lucian on your way back to your farm? I daresay I am becoming worried, it is very unlike him to shirk his duties like this.” Gabriel asked as he crossed his hands behind his back, his expression the picture of stoicism despite his concern.
“Yes, of course. I pray for his swift return.” Gabriel’s friend replied as he took his leave, waving the priest goodbye as he closed the heavy church door behind him. Gabriel’s expression was quick to change to that of annoyed anger the instant he was alone in the church, he was very displeased with Lucian’s tardiness. He looked out of the window closest to the altar and gazed out at the small town before him in a vain effort to spot his assistant somewhere among the cottages that dotted the hillside.
“The nerve of him..” Gabriel muttered to himself. He tried to stifle his feelings to the best of his ability, seeing as he was standing in the house of god, where it was even more unseemly to think so cruelly towards people than in one's own home. Though Gabriel always struggled to think kindly and modestly, despite now being a man of god. Becoming a priest had not been something he had chosen for himself, after all.Years prior to becoming a priest Gabriel had been a petty criminal and miscreant, choosing quick pleasures and vices over furthering any sort of career or being good to his fellow man. After being caught sleeping with a member of the same sex, something he had come to crave in the depths of his depravity, he was put on trial in front of the entire village. It did not take long for the mob to decide Gabriel should be hanged for adultery, and that the hanging should be carried out right that instant. If it had not been for Gabriel’s incessant confessing and vowing to serve god for the rest of his natural life he might very well have been hanged that day. The priest that had been appointed judge for the trial had been sufficiently moved by Gabriel’s words, convinced that he could steer him on the right path again. Though some form of punishment would of course need to be carried out. Gabriel still had the scars on his back to remind him of that, of the relentless lashing he received. It had been fifteen years since that incident and by now most of the villagers had forgotten all about Gabriel’s former life. In fact, he was quite well respected by those who still remembered, given that he had been good on his word and devoted himself fully to the church like he had promised. Once the priest who had taken him in could not perform his duties any longer due to old age Gabriel fully assumed responsibility for the church and the sermons performed within it. Now that he had appointed an acolyte to help him conduct services most days went by without a hitch, though not this day it seemed. His assistant, Lucian, was usually present before Gabriel, sitting on the church steps with the good book in his hands. That was what made his disappearance so concerning.Gabriel managed to tear his gaze away from the window, giving the altar a once-over as he fixed his robes. He was wearing a traditional black cassock with a shoulder cape, fit tightly around his thin, lithe body. Though he often had his sheer-black, shoulder length hair up for services, he had been wearing it down a lot more often, once he had realized none of the villagers seemed to be bothered by it. Gabriel pushed his rounded frames higher up his nose and moved to exit the church, before stopping abruptly as he saw the door open. He had some suspicions as to who this was and as such prepared himself to show a great deal of patience to his terribly late assistant. In the doorway stood Lucian, looking like the figure of embarrassment made material. The young acolyte was a tall, broad young man, who despite his size was overly meek and shy, the picture of a perfect altar boy. Gabriel had known his father for a long time, which had made him a presence in Lucian’s life for a great portion of his later childhood. Lucian had come to see Gabriel as a sort of tertiary parental figure, always wanting to assist him when he could. Though in Gabriel’s opinion someone with a body like Lucian’s would be far better suited to working a field rather than assisting with sermons. He was built like an ox, with the prettiest and most delicate features that made it easy to see him as cute despite his size.
“Father Weiss..” he quietly uttered as he closed the door behind him.
“Lucian, why is it that you arrive so late? I had to employ the services of an old friend in your stead. I even had to ring the church bells myself!” Gabriel explained to Lucian, feeling he might have been a little rougher than he had intended to be. Lucian’s expression was one of pain and guilt.
“I-I am so sorry, Father. But..” Lucian looked around the room, almost as if he was checking to see if they were alone. “Might I tell you what is ailing me in the confessional..?”
“Lucian, I realize you feel guilty, but I hardly think it warrants a visit to the confessional. Besides, last time you asked me to hear your confession it turned out to be so minor..” Gabriel couldn’t help but smile as he thought back to that moment.
“I-It wasn’t minor to me..!” Lucian yipped.
“You accidentally stepped into a flower bed, Lucian.” Gabriel reminded his assistant. Lucian stared back, struggling to keep his eyes set on the priest before him. Gabriel wondered why the young man was blushing, why he seemed to be unable to stand still. Something was clearly bothering him and it was worth entertaining at least for a little while if it would help calm Lucian down.
“Still..” the young acolyte sighed, pinching his eyes shut.
“Is it really so terrible that you cannot say it in front of God? Must it be admitted in the confessional, hidden from the lord’s eyes?” Gabriel asked. Lucian nodded in reply. “As you wish, my son.” Gabriel said as he guided Lucian inside the confessional.The box was a large, ornate wooden structure, with purple drapes covering both entrances. Gabriel sat himself down on the right side, shifting around as he got as comfortable as he could on the wooden pew. There was a grate on the wall to allow the two men to talk to one another, but still keep them sufficiently separated. Once Gabriel heard Lucian draw the curtain back and sit down he began to recite a prayer.
“In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.” Gabriel spoke with haste, sure that they would be able to get this over quickly.
“Amen. Bless me Father for I have sinned, I-I have shirked my duties to the church and missed a sermon for what I deem to be a sinful reason.” Lucian began.
“You may confide in me, my son.” Gabriel adjusted his glasses and attempted to remain patient.
“I-I fear I am overcome with..” Lucian’s words trembled in his throat as he spoke them. “Lust, Father..” Lucian admitted, which surprised Gabriel as he listened intently.
“Lust..?” he asked, he had been taken off guard by the confession.
“Yes, Father. I fear I missed service because I..” Lucian sounded like he was close to tears as he continued. “I was overtaken by lust, I had to relieve myself before I could..”
“My son, such things are perfectly natural. It is not something one openly talks about, but it is nonetheless a very normal thing for an unmarried man your age to be practicing.” Gabriel explained, he knew Lucian was a little sheltered, but something like that was not something one needed to go to confession for. “Whereas your attendance is concerned, don’t make a habit of it and all is forgiven.”
“B-But I fear that despite my efforts, I am still plagued by these feelings..” Lucian let out a soft, delicate little moan, like he had been attempting to stifle it for hours. “It is as if I am possessed by a demonic presence, or..” Lucian continued.
“I fear you may be behaving a little hysterically, my son. I am sure there is no demonic presence harassing you, and whatever you’re feeling is perfectly natural. You’ll find a woman who shall make you a very happy man one day, and all shall be well.” Gabriel sighed, pleased that the confession wasn’t about anything more complicated than that.
“That’s what is most troubling to me, Father. These feelings..” Lucian paused to nervously swallow, before placing a hand on the grate separating them, gripping it tightly.
“They all revolve around you.”Gabriel was taken aback as he heard the actual confession from Lucian. He felt a shiver pass through him and his stomach tingled like it was filled to the brim with butterflies. As if retreating back into old habits, Gabriel cannot help but probe further, feeling his breath grow shorter as he realized that he was digging at a healing scab that should not be disturbed.
“Go on.” he spoke under his breath, just loud enough that Lucian could hear him.
“I-I don’t know if it is right to.” Lucian stuttered as he replied, he seemed hesitant to fully confess.
“It’s just me here, no one will have to know.” Gabriel felt himself speak before his mind had even processed the words he had uttered. His chest rose and fell as he attempted to steady his breathing.
“Alright, Father.” Lucian began. “I-I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind for months, ever since I began to assist you as an acolyte. I thought these feelings would fade and that I could keep them hidden from you, but this morning it was as if my body had finally had enough of the endless wait. I can’t..” he barely managed to stifle another moan, the adorable noise setting off something inside Gabriel as it passed by his ears. “I can’t get it down. No matter how much I attempt to relieve myself, I can’t get it down. I think it wants you.” Lucian confessed.
“I see.” was all that Gabriel could say in response. A bead of cold sweat ran down his forehead as he realized that much like Lucian on the other side of the booth, he too was rigid and excited downstairs.
“Such is my shame that I feel I must be possessed by some sort of demon, I..” Lucian continued, before Gabriel interrupted him.
“Describe them. Your feelings.” Gabriel spoke in a low, soothing voice as against his better judgement he began to unbutton his cossack as carefully as he could, starting from the bottom. There was an ear splitting silence for a few seconds before Lucian started to breathe loudly, like he couldn’t control himself anymore.
“It started a few months ago, when I walked in on you using the wash basin. What little I was able to see was enough to entice me, to be witness to the thin, lithe body underneath your robes was such a titillating experience..” Lucian explained as his grip on the grate tightened. “I didn’t mean to walk in on you. But ever since I haven’t been able to get that image from my mind.”
“Go on..” Gabriel whispered, desperate to hear more.
“Your small, delicate frame, the way you carry yourself, you’re so cute and precious that..” Lucian almost let out a growl as he spoke. “It makes me want to break you.”
“L-Lucian..” Gabriel bit his lip as he heard the earnest confession. Try as he might to resist the temptation he undressed himself enough to get access to his firm manhood, grasping it in his hand as he began to stroke it. Even in his previous, far more sinful life, he had never done anything as scandalous as pleasuring himself in a confessional. He felt he might already be damned to hell at this point, so why not take it a little further. “Tell me, tell me what you want to do to me.” he almost whimpered, managing to keep quiet enough that Lucian could not hear him.Once more there was a brief silence, the loud rumbling emanating from the other side of the confessional exciting Gabriel further as he continued to stroke himself. The fact that the growling he heard was coming directly from his acolyte was driving Gabriel wild with anticipation.
“I want to bend you over, right here, right now. Force you to take all of me. I don’t want to stop until I am satisfied.” Lucian spoke with bated breath, his voice almost sounding doubled as if another nastier, far more vicious Lucian spoke at the same time as he did.
“Y-Yeah..?” Gabriel whispered, trying his hardest to keep quiet as he continued to pleasure himself to the idea of being forced to his knees by the stallion beside him.
“Ngh, yeah..” Lucian grunted, making no secret of the fact that he was also touching himself. “I want to make you completely mine, I want to use you like a toy. I want you to feel empty when I’m not inside you.” Lucian stated. Had Gabriel not closed his eyes in his relentless self-pleasure he would have noticed how the fingernails on the hand Lucian had on the grate separating them began to grow into sharp, pitch-black claws. Gabriel could feel himself get a little lost in his pleasure, he could barely hear what Lucian was saying anymore.
“Father!” Lucian barked out, startling Gabriel as he opened his eyes to see Lucian standing in the frame of the entrance to the confessional, gripping it tightly as he stared with sleepy, half-lidded eyes filled with pure, unbridled lust. The sight before the priest was almost unholy in nature, Lucian had certainly changed since his confession. His skin had taken on a slight, reddish hue, giving off a soft glow. His mouth hung open to showcase his new, sharper fangs, hot breath trickling out of him like steam from a coal oven. Just from out under his hair were tiny little horns, which completed the new look and confirmed with absolute certainty what had happened to his young acolyte. His robes were unbuttoned, his huge, toned body partially on display, with the main attraction downstairs practically twitching for action. Gabriel watched Lucian take long, heavy breaths as his eyes travelled up and down the beast that had cornered him. How could he ever deny himself this opportunity?“You really are possessed..” Gabriel’s voice shuddered as he gingerly kicked his shoes off his feet, eyes still firmly set on Lucian. “Is it still you..?” he continued, receiving a nod back from the hulking beast. Gabriel hiked down his undergarments as an involuntary smile crept up his cheeks. “Then I shall have to save you. I shall take on your sins, your lust. I will exorcise this demon tormenting you..” he could feel himself start to lose his composure as he spoke, raising his legs up to present himself to Lucian. “So, make good on your confession! Do unto me all the awful acts you’ve dreamed of!” Gabriel finished with a loud, crazed laugh, like something had snapped inside him. Lucian snarled as he stepped closer, locking his large hands on Gabriel’s arms, pinning him to the back wall of the confessional. He was in his power now, there would be no going back, no backing out of this now that they had started.
“Father..” Lucian growled as he allowed his right hand to stroke Gabriel’s head, licking his cheek before resuming his intense staring, this time mere inches from the priest’s face. “You’re a sinner now, too. We’re both sinners.” he allowed his tongue to glide from one end of his mouth to the other, like he was starving to have Gabriel.
“Y-Yes, but I will take on all your sins, I will make you pure..” Gabriel spoke as he felt laughter awkwardly hiccup out of him in this crazed, desperate state he found himself in. Without needing to look, he could tell his cock was pressed firmly against the monster attached to Lucian.
“I don’t want to be pure. I want to sin with you.” Lucian sighed before forcing himself against Gabriel’s lips, thrusting his thick tongue deep inside the mouth before him. Gabriel managed to latch on to Lucian’s body, still keeping his legs up and dangling to either side, ready to be used by the demon-possessed acolyte. Lucian’s tongue tasted sweet as Gabriel sampled it, struggling to kiss back as well as Lucian could due to the sheer size of the muscle. He hadn’t kissed anyone for almost fifteen years after all, it was little wonder he wasn’t used to it. Once Lucian had gotten his fill of Gabriel’s spit he inserted himself inside his submissive lover with a quick and awkward thrust, making it all too obvious that the demon was working on pure instinct and no experience, which only served to make the scenario hotter. Gabriel couldn’t help but squeal in pleasure as his eyes rolled back in his head, the delicious pleasure coursing through his nerves was too much to bear. There was no regret at having abstained from this for as long as he had, only the sweet relief of finally feeling it once more. Lucian’s nose accidentally brushed against Gabriel’s, he intended to keep close to the priest as he relieved himself inside him. The intimacy only turned them on more.Gabriel felt he had finally attained some semblance of what heaven must feel like. He was unable to move in any way, his arms held firm against his sides as Lucian continued to fuck him, pushing his tip against Gabriel’s delicate and unspoiled prostate with each and every thrust. He felt his fingers tremble as he balled his fists, gritting his teeth in an effort to stifle his moans, which was becoming increasingly impossible the longer the pleasure continued.
“L-Lucy..” Gabriel whimpered between moans. “H-Harder, please..”
“Greedy..” Lucian growled back, his eyes transfixed on his prey. The way his sharp fangs were connected from top to bottom by thin strands of drool made Gabriel delirious with excitement. He felt the demon’s hands start to ease themselves away from his arms and underneath his armpits, before he’s hoisted up so that Lucian can stand his full height and continue to fuck the sinful little priest. Gabriel moved his hands to Lucian’s shoulders for support, his glasses almost falling from his face due to the incessant bouncing.
“M-More, sin more..” Gabriel moaned out as his tongue stuck out, laying on his lower lip. “I know you want to do more – more evil things..” he continued, watching as Lucian’s eyes grew wider, his expression turning wilder as he latched his teeth in Gabriel’s neck, relishing in the pained moan the priest let out as he felt the pleasurable pain. Before he could even process what had just happened to him he was already staring into Lucian’s face, watching as a disgusting smile formed on his bloodstained lips, his errant tongue lapping it up as it traveled from one end of his mouth to the other. He had gotten a taste for it now.Now, as he thrust deep into his prey, Lucian was making a meal of him as well. He pushed Gabriel harder against the back wall of the confessional and bit at his pec, switching from aggressive chomps to little nibbles depending on where he was biting. Feeling the pressure against his back made Gabriel’s scars from his lashings, which had all but healed, begin to hurt once again. But this hurt was much like the hurt Lucian’s fangs were inflicting, it was gratifying, indulgent pain that felt all too good to experience. Gabriel’s eyes began to water as he relished in the experience, he knew he was getting close at long last. He had spent far too long as pent up as he was. The instant Lucian returned to Gabriel’s lips, staining them in his own blood, he could feel himself climax. Loud, rough moans partially silenced by Lucian’s desperate kissing rang throughout the booth as what felt like multiple orgasms ravaged their way throughout Gabriel’s body, his grip tightening on Lucian and his legs uselessly kicking and squirming as he ruined his cassock, staining it with his seed. But just once wasn’t going to cut it. Lucian had not got his, and it seemed as if he could go on for a while longer.
“Nghh, I can’t..” Lucian’s voice rumbled in Gabriel’s ears as he spoke. “I can’t resist your flesh. You taste so damned good.” Lucian spoke, the same wide smile still on his face. He had become equally as crazed as his prey.
“Then eat me, rip at me until there’s nothing left!” Gabriel laughed between moans, tears streaming down his cheeks. He didn’t care if Lucian played so rough that he might end up accidentally killing him, he wanted more. He had never in his life allowed himself to be this hedonistic. He was going to relish in it as long as he possibly could.“F-Father..!!” Lucian practically screamed as he dug his nails into Gabriel’s body, slowing his pace down considerably as he thrust harder, intending on finally climaxing after what felt like years of pent up abstinence. Gabriel’s entire form shivered as he felt a ludicrous amount of demonic cum get piped into his body. This was it, the very height of pleasure. He was sure he had reached the apex point, there would be nothing in this life or the next that could feel as good as this. Maybe he could spirit Lucian away, run from the village and go on the lam alongside him, have disturbingly sinful sex each and every day. Throw away this facade he’s been hiding behind all these years and live life as his truest self. Maybe these thoughts were spurred on by the lack of blood in his body, he certainly felt delirious enough for that to be the case. Now that Lucian had gotten his at last he began to calm down, slowing his pace before eventually coming to a full stop, still rigid inside his prey. He still looked possessed and demonic, had he only corrupted Gabriel alongside him, not passed his sins on like Gabriel had intended? It didn’t much matter to the priest anymore, despite it all he had not been fully sated.
“Ah, Lucy..” Gabriel began. “We should leave the village – together.” the sinful priest spoke between short breaths, coated in his own blood.
“I don’t care where we go, I’m not letting you out of my sight from now on. You’re going to be my little toy until I get tired of you.” Lucian evilly chuckled to himself as he lapped at the various wounds he had inflicted on Gabriel. He was proud of his handiwork.
“I love you, Lu-” Gabriel began to confess.Then there came a knocking on the church doors.
----- CHAPTER BREAK -----
“Dude, are you good?” Emma asked a distracted, daydreaming Gabriel.
“Oh, what? Uh, yeah. I’m great.” Gabriel answered as he snapped back to reality, blinking slowly and running his hands down his face.
“No, you are so not.” Amelia retorted, placing her hands on her hips and leaning forward with an annoyed expression on her face.
“Okay, fine. I am stupidly nervous. Happy?” Gabriel bit back, taking a long breath through his nostrils and loudly exhaling through his mouth in an effort to calm down.
“You’d be hard pressed to find a groom who isn’t nervous on their wedding day.” Emma sighed with a wistful smile, she found Gabriel’s behavior adorable.It had been a few years since the fateful day that Gabriel, mostly by accident, turned his Incubus boyfriend Lucy into a human. Despite how busy their day-to-day life had become, the two men had only grown closer since, always making sure to take time out of their schedule for one another and support one another on their endeavors. There had been the occasional fight, but they always found a way to settle whatever differences arose between them and grew closer because of it. That was likely why Lucy had decided to finally pop the question and ask Gabriel to make what they had together as official as they could. Gabriel didn’t hesitate to say yes. However, now that the day of the wedding had come, Gabriel was finding it hard to relax. Anxiety that he could not pinpoint the cause of was threatening to ruin his special day. Emma and Amelia, who had all but demanded to be his bridesmaids, were in the middle of getting to the bottom of his worries and what could be causing them. Gabriel was only partly dressed, wearing a thin, white dress shirt and black dress pants, specifically tailored for him. His hair had been properly straightened and tucked behind his ears. The girls were dressed in big, black flowing dresses that Gabriel had initially protested against, seeing as the bridesmaids usually don’t wear the same color as the bride, or groom in this case. However, wearing anything but black for the two goths was an absolute non-starter, so Gabriel had to relent. They were currently helping him get dressed and look presentable, even if he was perfectly capable of doing so himself. It was the principle of the thing, in their eyes.“What cologne do you usually wear?” Amelia asked as she rummaged through a dresser filled with various perfumes and colognes, graciously provided by the venue.
“I don’t know, the one that Lucy gave me last Christmas?” Gabriel answered as he lifted his arms up to allow Emma to continue dressing him.
“That’s both such an annoying and such a cute answer. You’re going to be such a cute wife.” Amelia snickered as she picked out a rose water scented perfume, something light and inoffensive.
“E-Excuse me, I am not going to be his wife.” Gabriel said with a nasty glare.
“But Lucy calls you that all the time.” Emma asked as she buttoned up Gabriel’s vest, the second part of his three-piece suit ensemble.
“That’s a joke. It’s our joke. He finds it funny.” Gabriel attempted to explain himself.
“And you find it flattering.” Amelia teased further as she sprayed a healthy dose of perfume on Gabriel, who couldn’t help but sneeze like a little kitten as the fragrance hit his nose.
“Th-That’s..” Gabriel closed his eyes and pouted, clearly dissatisfied with the relentless teasing.
“Sorry, sorry. I can tell you’re stressed out of your mind.” Amelia apologized. “So, do you wanna do the classic bowtie or just go with a simple, boring old tie?” she attempted to take Gabriel’s mind off of things with a little bit of levity. Gabriel opened his eyes and took a second to respond.
“The tie. The bowtie just looks too goofy.” he answered with a half-chuckle.
“Totally fair.” Amelia concurred as she affixed the tie around Gabriel’s neck.
“So, what’s buggin’ you dude?” Emma asked as she helped dress Gabriel in his suit jacket, despite her flippant attitude it was crystal clear that she was very worried about her friend.
“It’s just..” Gabriel pursed his lips, guiding his arms into the sleeves of his suit. “I have this uncomfortable feeling in my stomach that’s not going away, and I don’t know what it is. I don’t think it’s just stress.“ he explained as she watched Amelia button his suit up.
“Do you think it’s the commitment?” Emma asked.
“No, I mean – I love him. It’s not like I’m getting cold feet or something. I don’t think..” Gabriel looked away from the girls, he felt his heart beat faster and with more irregularity. He was sure that he wanted this, but something within him was giving him mixed signals.
“Look, I’m sure feeling like this is very common. I don’t–” Amelia began to try and comfort her friend, but was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.
“Lucy, you’re not allowed to see your bride before he’s ready to walk down the aisle!” Emma shouted at the door, sure she knew exactly who was calling.
“Groom! We’re both the groom!” Gabriel shouted back, feeling his face become flushed as he did so. Much to their surprise the one calling wasn’t Lucy at all, it was Gabriel’s mother.“My, what a response. Has he tried to take a peek before?” Gabriel’s mother; Eva Weiss, let herself into the room. She looked as gorgeous as ever, wearing a mature, sea green dress with a white jacket over it, giving her an air of maturity about her. She was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hands, a wide variety of beautiful orchids, roses, lilies and dahlias making up the bunch.
“A-Ah, so sorry Ms. Weiss!” Emma excused herself.
“No need. It’s not long until the processional is set to start, would the two of you mind if I talked to my son alone before then?” Eva asked with a soft, sweet tone to her voice.
“Of course, we just finished dressing him up too!” Emma said, sounding proud of her handiwork.
“We’ll let you two be. See-ya at the wedding!” Amelia called out as she dragged Emma out the door with her. Gabriel barely had time to wave them goodbye before they shut the door behind them. Eva placed the bouquet on the dresser beside her and took a good, long look at her son.
“To think, I thought this day would never come.” Eva said with a motherly smile, clasping her hands against her chest as she stepped closer. Gabriel didn’t know how to respond to that.
“How do I look?” he managed to eke out, desperate to hide his anxiety from his mother.
“You look absolutely stunning, darling.” Eva affirmed as she tightened the tie around Gabriel’s neck and fixed his suit up before raising her head to look directly into her son’s eyes.
“Are you nervous?” her smile began to fade, it was all too natural for a mother to take on her first and only child’s worries as her own.
“Yes..” Gabriel sheepishly admitted, unsure what to do with his hands as he felt them tremble.
“I was nervous too, just like this, when I married your father.” Eva gently sighed as she placed her slender hand on the side of Gabriel’s face and stroked back, gently toying with his soft hair. “I almost couldn’t walk down the aisle.”
“I miss him.” Gabriel suddenly admitted, pursing his lips in an effort to keep his tears at bay.
“I miss him too, darling.” Eva’s smile returned, her thumb brushing the still forming tears away from Gabriel’s eyes. “He’s still here with us, and I’m sure he’s overjoyed to see his son on his special day.” Eva continued, watching as Gabriel looked back up at her, a close lipped smirk forming on his face. “Once you see Lucian waiting for you by the altar, that feeling in your stomach is going to vanish, I promise.” she finished, watching as Gabriel slowly nodded before bringing his mother in for a tight hug.
“Thanks for being you, mom.” Gabriel couldn’t help but chuckle as he held onto Eva, feeling so immensely grateful to have her in his life.
“Oh, hush. I didn’t do anything.” she said with a playful scoff.
“You could’ve not approved.” Gabriel answered as he released his mother from his arms.
“Are you kidding me? How could I not? Though, If you hadn’t gone for him, I’m sure I would’ve snatched him up myself!” Eva said as she snickered and crossed her arms.
“I don’t think you’re his type, no offense!” Gabriel laughed, putting the back of his hand up to his mouth in an effort to stifle his laughter. Eva shook her head as she picked up the bouquet of flowers from the dresser and presented it to Gabriel.
“Here, I picked these out for you.” she said with a sweet tone to her voice. Gabriel gingerly picked the bundle of flowers from her hands and held it close to his chest.
“Thank you, I’m hoping you’re right about the anxiety going away.” Gabriel attempted to keep his good spirits up.
“Don’t you worry. Here.” Eva said as she plucked out a small, pink dahlia from the bouquet and placed it into Gabriel’s front pocket. “Lucian has a bright red rose in his, you’ll be so cute together.” she explained, Gabriel knew right away why Lucy had chosen that to compliment his outfit, but his mother didn’t need to know about that.
“It’s pretty.” he remarked.
“Your father was adamant that if you had been born a girl, we would have named you Dahlia, did you know that?” Eva said, much to Gabriel’s surprise.
“No, I didn’t.” Gabriel paused. “Do you think I could steal that idea, in case Lucy and I have a girl one day?” he sweetly asked, observing the effect that suggestion had had on his mother.
“Of course you may, you..” Eva stopped herself off, she had no idea what she wanted to say.
“I think it’s about time. Are you ready to give me away?” Gabriel asked, locking his arms around his mother’s.
“Absolutely. Let’s go.” she confirmed, proudly walking her son out of the bridal suite and towards the aisle.As soon as the pair enter the venue Gabriel is stunned at the amount of people present, he had almost forgotten how big his extended family was, and how many connections both he and Lucy had made in the years they had known one another. He looked down the aisle toward the altar, spotting his soon-to-be husband standing there, waiting for him. He was clad in a white suit, a pretty blood-red rose in his front pocket, most of the metal in his face aside from his earrings was absent. Lucy looked amazing. Beside him was Bella, dressed in a similarly white suit tailored for her feminine build. She gave Lucy a slight elbow as she spotted Gabriel walk in alongside his mother, but Lucy just ignored her. He had his hands clasped in front of his pelvis, a wide grin on his face as he tried his hardest to contain his excitement. On the other side were the bridesmaids, Emma and Amelia, who were both unable to resist tearing up from a beautiful mixture of pride and jealousy. As soon as the procession began in earnest and Gabriel could hear the song they had picked to play as he walked up the aisle, his worries seemed to vanish in an instant, just as his mother had told him they would. The relief felt amazing. Gabriel eased himself away from his mother’s embrace and stepped up to the altar, looking up at Lucy with the sweetest smile and bright red, flushed cheeks.
“You look nice.” Lucy whispered to his groom.
“So do you.” Gabriel answered, just as quietly as Lucy.Gabriel found himself lost in this moment, he could barely register how much time had passed as he gazed at his love, his forever love, soon to be his husband. He had never imagined in his life that he would ever fall for someone like Lucy, let alone get married at all. Everything felt so perfect to Gabriel, Lucy had memorized all his rites and had clearly put in way more effort than him to learn what he had to for the ceremony. It was flattering to him. Gabriel suddenly snapped out of his daydreaming state as he felt Lucy begin to place a ring on his index finger.
"With this ring, you are made holy to me, for I love you as my soul. You are now my husband." Lucy recited as he looked deep into Gabriel’s eyes. He looked so calm, cool and collected, while Gabriel struggled to swallow the lump forming in his throat. He was deeply moved by Lucy’s words. Before he could even register what he had said he felt Lucy hand him the marriage contract, he hadn’t even realized it had been read yet, he was that out of it. As Gabriel finally came to, he was met with Lucy’s face leaning close to him.
“Hey, you wanna break the glass together?” he asked, looking excessively giddy.
“It’s all yours, you big imp.” Gabriel whispered back, laughing to himself as Lucy’s face lit up. That had clearly been the answer he had been hoping for. As Lucy brought his foot down on the glass and the crowd enthusiastically cheered ‘mazel tov!’ Gabriel could no longer keep himself restrained. Lucy seemed to catch on quickly as he dove in for their first kiss as a couple, delicately proclaiming his love for his husband in front of their entire family. This moment was too perfect. Just as Gabriel let go of Lucy’s lips he felt himself lose his footing as his husband scooped him up, taking him into his arms in a bridal carry.“Alright, let’s party!” Lucy called out to the crowd as the guests jumped from their seats. Gabriel couldn’t stop laughing as they ran down the aisle and neither could Lucy. They were so, so very happy together.~Hours later, after all the fun and festivities had concluded, Lucy barged into the hotel room they had booked alongside the wedding venue, carrying Gabriel in his arms.
“I-I’m perfectly capable of walking, you know!” Gabriel exclaimed as he loudly giggled, he had imbibed far more wine than he usually did at parties in a desperate attempt to match Lucy’s pace. Of course, there was no way to catch up to him without passing out, he seemed to have an endless capacity for strong drink.
“But It’s so fun to carry you everywhere! I’m showin’ off my new wife!” Lucy cackled as he kicked the door behind him shut with his foot.
“Sto–op..!” Gabriel reared his head back to cry out before whipping it forward and staring at Lucy with a devilishly lustful expression, his cheeks and ears bright red and his mouth slightly ajar. He was embarrassingly drunk.
“Heh, hehe..” Lucy chuckled to himself as he laid Gabriel down on their hotel bed, crawling in beside him and propping his head up with his hand as he laid on his side and looked down at Gabriel, who couldn’t stop giggling. “How does it feel – y’know, being my husband?” Lucy asked as he placed his free hand on Gabriel’s chest and gently stroked circles on it with his index finger.
“I thought I was your wife.” Gabriel turned toward Lucy, errant laughter jumping out of him.
“Well, I don’t wanna tease you too much.” Lucy gently sighed.
“I like it though. It’s kinda hot.” Gabriel replied as he grabbed hold of the hand on his chest. That comment had caused Lucy to blush.
“Oh yeah..?” he replied, a wide grin creeping up his cheeks. Gabriel nodded profusely in response. “Mmh, I don’t know, I ate so much cake. I’m ti–ired.” Lucy sang out as he let his head drop down on the pillow below him.
“H-Hey! Come on, it’s our first night married! We have to do stuff!” Gabriel uncharacteristically whined, he was never so bossy or needy prior to getting fucked. He raised himself up and placed both his hands on Lucy’s immense body and shook him to the best of his ability, which just made the gigantic hunk giggle louder and louder. “C’mon..! Come.. o–on..!”
“Man, you’re really drunk, huh? You’re never this whiny.” Lucy chuckled as he allowed Gabriel to turn him onto his back, feeling the wind get knocked out of him as Gabriel hopped onto his pelvis, grabbing hold of Lucy’s partially undone shirt collar. He had a serious expression on, pursing his lips like he wanted to say something. “It’s a little cliché to do it on the first night, isn’t it? Don’t you just wanna go to bed, Gabby?” Lucy continued to tease. Gabriel had no sense in his head to catch on to that fact.“You’re always horny, like.. always horny! You’re telling me you’re not in the mood?!” Gabriel huffed. Lucy didn’t reply, he simply looked away and yawned. “Fine! I’ll just have to get you in the mood then!” Gabriel proclaimed as he began to undo Lucy’s tie, awkwardly ripping at the suit before him in an effort to undress his love.
“Maybe you should get this tipsy more often. I love how feisty you are.” Lucy jabbed, placing his hands behind his head as he watched his husband struggle to focus on the task of unbuttoning his vest.
“S-Shush! I’m trying to focus!” Gabriel grumbled before finally managing to access Lucy’s huge torso, pushing the shirt away from it and laying his head down on the massive pillowy chest before him. “Ugh, you should have shaved..” Gabriel huffed as he buried his head between Lucy’s pecs.
“I shaved my face, Isn’t that enough for you?” Lucy snickered, a crease forming on the right side of his mouth as he smirked.
“No! I can’t play with your stupid boobs without getting hair in my mouth! I hate it!” Gabriel whined once again, balling his fists and allowing them to bang against Lucy in a vain effort to protest the current state of affairs. Lucy just laughed loudly in response.
“Why do you wanna do it so bad tonight, anyway? You usually just wanna go to sleep when we get in bed together nowadays.” Lucy asked. Gabriel placed his open palms on Lucy’s chest and pushed himself closer to his face, staring with what appeared to be bitter frustration.
“Lucy, I want you to put a god-damned baby in me. Now.” he stated with newfound determination in his voice. Lucy’s eyes grew wide as he processed what his husband had just admitted, his face began to grow flushed as he reflexively opened his mouth to say something, but couldn’t get a single word out. That had really turned him on to hear.
“Honey..” Lucy softly uttered as he latched his hands on Gabriel's hips. He was finding it hard to restrain himself. Despite his sure grip Gabriel was able to inch his bottom against Lucy’s pelvis, feeling the stiff bulge barely contained by his thin dress pants. He allowed himself to let out the most pathetic noise as he delicately teased the dick through two layers of clothing, his drunken state allowing for no inhibition. The corners of Lucy’s lips twitched as he stared at his man attempting to tease the demon out of him, to get him to ravage his body.
“C’mon, fuck your wife already..” Gabriel moaned as he turned to face Lucy, his lustful desires spilling out from his mouth, egging his husband on. That had been the last straw, Lucy couldn’t hold back any longer. Hearing Gabriel say what he had just said had been far too hot not to give him exactly what he wanted. Lucy pressed his thumbs down the sides of Gabriel’s pants and roughly pulled them down to expose his privates, placing his left hand on Gabriel’s back and pulling him down to lay on his chest once more. Before Gabriel could respond to the sudden action he felt Lucy’s thick fingers violate him, his head held close to Lucy’s chest as the hand on his back moved to caress him, keeping him in place as Lucy pushed deeper inside.
“I can’t yet. I have to loosen you up. Be patient.” Lucy muttered as he grit his teeth. He was barely able to keep himself together, his dick was starting to hurt from how turned on he was. But he couldn’t just ram it inside Gabriel, he had to be delicate with him. He didn’t want to tear something. Gabriel whimpered and kicked his legs as he felt his hole be toyed with, the two fingers dragging themselves in and out of him could barely compare to Lucy’s cock, but they were more than good enough as a starter; the scallops before the steak. Gabriel was unable to contain himself, loud moans trickling out of him with no effort to restrain them. He already felt close.Just as suddenly as he had begun, Lucy pulled his fingers out from Gabriel’s hole and turned their positions around, laying Gabriel down while still holding his head close to his chest. Lucy used his free hand to expose himself, tearing his pants ever so slightly from his rough movements. Gabriel’s hands latched onto Lucy’s chest, his nails digging into the huge stud’s back from the excitement and anticipation of what was to come.
“So, you want me to put a baby in you, huh?” Lucy teased, his voice far lower and gravelly than usual.
“Y-Y..” Gabriel attempted to speak, cold sweat running down his cheeks as he felt the tip of Lucy’s dick press itself against his exposed asshole.
“Say it.” Lucy growled. He was like an animal when he allowed himself to slip into this state. His desire to hear his husband beg was too great however, he could wait a few seconds more.
“I-I want you to put a baby in me, Lucy! Fuck me alrea–” Gabriel began to plead, but was quickly shut up as he felt Lucy’s entire length ram itself inside him. He didn’t linger inside like he usually did, he began to drag himself out and thrust back in with a steady rhythm that Gabriel wasn’t used to. That, alongside the previous attention his bottom had received, caused him to very quickly reach a climax, kicking and whining as he came. Lucy didn’t seem to notice or care, he was far too preoccupied getting off inside his newlywed husband. His free hand gripped the backboard of the bed for leverage, the wood threatening to snap in his grip from the force exerted.
“Does it hurt?” Lucy asked, his tone was rough but kind, like he was afraid of hurting his delicate little bride.
“N-No, no..” Gabriel whimpered, kicking off his pants as he wriggled from the pleasure.
“Good. Then I can go faster.” Lucy whispered as he began to pick up the pace, thrusting harder with louder grunts trickling out of him. He was like a rabid beast let out of its cage, desperate to let out his pent up feelings. The soft, effeminate noises emanating from Gabriel just served to turn him on further, make him want to give him his all. Lucy took his left hand from Gabriel’s head and placed alongside his right on the backboard, allowing him to get a good look at his husband as he continued to fuck him. Gabriel’s hands scrambled to grab some part of Lucy, eventually settling on his face as he struggled to keep still, the pleasure he felt coursing through his body like an electric shock. Lucy bared his fangs as he looked down at Gabriel, the faces he was making were so unbelievably erotic, it filled Lucy with unimaginable pride to know it was his handiwork that had this effect on his love.“Harder, harder..!” Gabriel begged, fully aware that Lucy could not go any faster or harder, he was already at his limit. He was merely egging him on.
“You’re so needy..” Lucy growled. “I’m not going to stop until I’m satisfied, until I’ve filled you to the brim. You got that?”
“D-Don’t stop! I-I love you so, so much..!” Gabriel panted out between moans, his tongue resting on his lower lip. He knew Lucy was close and he couldn’t wait a second longer for his hot load.
“I love you too, you.. Ngh!” Lucy replied as he grit his teeth and closed his eyes, attempting to stifle his deep, masculine moans of pleasure as he reached an orgasm so titillating he couldn’t help but growl like a wolf as he rode it out. Gabriel was barely conscious as he felt his husband pipe a ridiculous amount of cum into him, the feeling travelling all the way up to his throat as he himself came once more. It was all too much at once, he felt himself fade in and out before re-centering himself on Lucy’s face hovering over him. He looked so tired, like he had given all he had and more to his love, all to pleasure him and only him. Lucy swallowed between bated breaths, he was content in this moment just to gaze at his husband.
“What are you staring at, exactly?” Gabriel bit with a huff as he furrowed his brow, he felt embarrassed to be stared at in this manner.
“Wife.” Lucy replied, still fixated on Gabriel and how he reacted to his statement. Gabriel hated how easily he blushed. “Let’s take a bath. Then we can change the sheets.”
“Y-Yeah, that sounds nice.” Gabriel nodded, his hands covering his face. A bath would at the very least lessen the likelihood of him feeling sore tomorrow morning. As he began to get up he felt a weird sensation in his stomach, stopping him in his tracks and causing him to look down and observe the mess Lucy had made of him.
“Guess you’re not wearing that suit again, heh.” Lucy awkwardly laughed to himself. Just as he spoke Gabriel realized the odd feeling in his gut was unmistakably the nonsensical amount of cum Lucy had filled him with, the sensation no doubt being the thick liquid shaking around as he moved. He allowed himself to drop back down on the pillow below him, covering his face once more. Lucy had followed his instructions to the letter, just like he had asked him to.~“So, a baby, huh?” Lucy asked as he stepped into the prepared bath alongside Gabriel, who was feeling a lot soberer after the wild ride Lucy had taken him on.
“What?” he asked as he settled into Lucy’s lap, resting the back of his head against his chest. He wasn’t attempting to play coy, he genuinely had no idea what Lucy was talking about.
“You really don’t remember all the stuff you were saying? You wanted me to..” Lucy finished his statement as a whisper directly into Gabriel’s ear, which caused him to yelp in surprise and quickly turn to face Lucy.
“S-Stop! I-I did not say..! Oh, never mind..” Gabriel relented with a deep sigh, allowing himself to settle back into the groove he had just been in. He knew Lucy wasn’t lying.
“I’m open to the idea, if that’s something you’d want in the future.” Lucy said as his arms delicately wrapped themselves around Gabriel’s form.
“After I’m done with my studies. I want to at least consider it.” Gabriel replied.
“Yeah, of course. It’s something that’s been on my mind a lot too, you know.” Lucy admitted as he brushed Gabriel’s hair from his face and delicately washed it, an act which he knew calmed his little love. “I bet you’ve already thought of a name and everything.”
“Not if it’s a boy.” Gabriel said as he closed his eyes, feeling at ease as the large but delicate hands caressed his hair.
“I actually had an idea pop into my head during the reception. You had that pretty dahlia in your front pocket and I couldn’t get the thought out of my head that it would make for a really pretty name, if we had a girl.” Lucy said in a sweet, quiet tone. There was a brief silence before Gabriel chuckled to himself, letting his weight rest on Lucy’s body.
“You’re too perfect.” he sighed.
“Not ‘literally’ anymore, at least.” Lucy hummed to himself. “You’ve always been perfect to me, though. My little wife.”
“Going to choose to ignore that.” Gabriel playfully huffed.He hated how much he loved being called Lucy’s wife.