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Just outside the capital of Gehenna was a forested park. There were a few walking paths and a picnic area where devils sometimes congregated, but for the most part it was quiet and deserted. It was one of my favorite places to go when I needed time to myself. Today I ignored the paths and wandered through the trees, looking around vaguely at the scenery.
Satan had told me all about the local fauna during one of his tours when I had first arrived. I half-heartedly tried to remember what he said, like what the various plants were called, where they came from, and how old they were. But I couldn’t remember. I had not cared very much about botany while on earth, and these plants didn’t even look any different. Even the squirrels I saw chasing each other through the branches just looked like normal-ass squirrels.
After a while I came to a large clearing in the trees where a bunch of white flowers were growing. I chose a tree on the edge of the clearing and sat down beneath it. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, relishing the silence. It was hard to adjust to being such a huge celebrity in Hell. The constant attention of all the devils everywhere I went was exhausting.
Don’t get me wrong, I liked the devils. And I appreciated how openly they adored me. It was exactly like the kind of silly fantasies I had sometimes indulged on earth, when I was at my lowest. Those stretches of time when the sun itself seemed to dim and the color drained from the world, when the gulf between me and everyone else seemed even wider than usual. When getting out of my bed just to eat felt like a chore, and even Minhyeok felt more like an annoying roommate than a friend. The fantasy of being loved.
I opened my eyes. I wasn’t lonely anymore, living in Hell. I didn’t have to hide my feelings or who I was. I wasn’t afraid that I might be shunned or ostracized by those around me if I said something careless. Here, everything about me, including my sexuality, was embraced, even celebrated. It was everything I had wanted. But still, I had never been the outgoing type. I needed to breathe freely without anyone’s eyes on me sometimes. All that attention could start to feel suffocating. Especially the kings’.
I smirked. The kings were always fighting over me. As if they thought of any minute they weren’t fucking me in the ass as a minute wasted. Satan, with his adorable horns and gorgeous hair. Just thinking about him got my blood pumping. Mammon, with his benevolent smile and huge tits. He was always buying me expensive presents. And I liked the feeling of his hand on my ass. Bell, with his chiseled abs and rakish grin. I never knew what was going to happen when I met up with him, but it was always exciting. And Levi, with his cold, sad eyes and slutty little waist. He had teased out a side of me that I hardly knew existed, and it was exhilarating. I rubbed my left hand vaguely over the crotch of my shorts and sighed. Now I was horny again. Maybe the kings weren’t the only ones.
Where had this come from so suddenly? Not for the first time, I wondered if it was the influence of the spirit of Solomon that amplified these feelings. Or maybe it was an effect of being in Hell itself? I glanced around me instinctively, then zipped open my shorts and started palming myself through my underwear. God, I was so hard it hurt. I considered quickly rubbing one out then and there. If the son of Solomon jacks off in a forest and no one’s around-
A blinding flash of light fell from the sky and landed in the clearing in front of me. I flinched backwards and hit my head on the tree behind me.
“Fuck!”
The light cleared, and I raised my head, blinking. The figure of the seraph Gabriel faded into view, standing menacingly among the flowers. I hastily took my hand out of my pants.
“At last I have you alone, human,” he said. He raised his scythe at me. “How convenient that you would forsake your devil friends.”
An icy fear gripped my throat, but I shoved it down. I was still quite near the palace of Gehenna, and Satan was never completely blind to my whereabouts. I was sure he had seen the flash of light and would be here soon. Plus I was growing more confident in my own abilities as the son of Solomon. I could harness the powers of several devils I had made contracts with already. But still, this wasn’t like it had been on Christmas. I would have to be careful. My heart started to beat a little faster.
“Do not be afraid.” said Gabriel, as if he could hear my heartbeat. “I have no hard feelings for you. Everything I do, I do for the glory of God. You are simply the task at hand.”
He walked slowly toward me. His skin was pale, his large eyes held a look of placid disdain, and his gorgeous lips were pressed in a tiny frown of concentration. His posture was light and relaxed as he carried his enormous scythe. God, he was so pretty and perfect. I wanted to see him cry again.
“So, you’ve come to kill me?” I said, remaining sprawled under the tree and trying to keep my voice as calm as Gabriel’s. “And here I was hoping you might have come back to me for another reason.”
I was just trying to stall for time, but Gabriel immediately blushed so deeply that I almost smiled. His empty expression vanished and his steps faltered. Talk about giving the game away.
“H-How dare you!” he hissed. “Just what are you implying? Filthy human.”
Target acquired. Let’s see how far I can push him.
“I bet you’ve been thinking about what happened on Christmas,” I said. “I bet you’ve been lonely, thinking about what you can do with me that you can’t do with anyone else.”
“How dare you!” said Gabriel again. “Such foul accusations will not go unpunished!”
It was remarkable how quickly his composure had vanished. He looked furious. I stood up. Gabriel swung his scythe in a vicious arc and I concentrated my magic as hard as I could. I raised my hands to meet his blow. There was a flash of violet energy. Gabriel stumbled, knocked off balance. I had summoned a large rubber dildo to deflect his attack.
I stared down at it in my hands, annoyed. I knew that lewdness was like my whole brand among the other devils. But if I was trying to summon a weapon, I should be able to summon a real weapon, you know? This was just embarrassing.
“You-” Gabriel straightened up. He stopped when he saw what I was holding. His eyes darted from the dildo in my hands down to my waist. His mouth hung open in horror. I followed his gaze downwards.
Oh. I had forgotten my shorts were still zipped open. I pulled them down so they were hanging even more loosely off my hips, and the outline of my still hard dick was clearly visible under my briefs.
“Like what you see, Gabriel?” I asked.
The angel’s blush deepened. He gulped. He seemed to have forgotten about killing me. His scythe now hung loosely at his side. He looked terrified.
So he really was all talk, then. A classic tsundere. Tale as old as time. If I was a hentai harem isekai protagonist, what would I do?
“Let me suck your dick,” I said.
Gabriel’s face contorted. He rallied himself and brandished his scythe in my face, forcing me to step back. He looked almost too disgusted to speak. Almost.
“Stay away from me!” he snarled. “ You evil human. I will not be tempted into such debasement. To utter such vulgar and disgraceful things… you are beyond redemption!”
“Beyond redemption?” I mumbled. I raised the dildo and slowly pushed Gabriel’s scythe away. “That doesn’t sound like the God I know. But maybe you know Him better than I do.”
I grabbed Gabriel by the shoulders and spun him around, pushing him against the tree I had been sitting under. He yelped. Both the scythe and the dildo fell to the ground, landing next to each other in the grass. Gabriel grabbed at my arms, but the magic of Solomon was coursing through my body, and he could not break my grip.
“What are you doing, human?” He shouted. “Don’t touch me! Stop this at once!”
“I want you to remember Christmas Day, Gabriel,” I said. “Do you remember how you felt when I touched your body for the first time?”
“Of- of course I remember,” Gabriel growled. “Such crude, vile, disgusting-”
“That’s right,” I said. “It was.”
Gabriel gave a tiny gasp. I leaned in closer to whisper in his ear.
“You were tied up and gagged, helpless. Practically naked, beaten and bruised. Covered in cum from countless devils, on display for everyone to see. You were a sloppy, disgusting mess. But you loved it.”
“No!” Gabriel’s voice came out slightly higher than it had been before. “No, I didn’t!”
“You don’t have to deny it anymore, Gabriel,” I said. “We all saw you that day. Your cock was so hard. You were panting, whimpering, practically begging to cum.”
“My- no!” Gabriel said again. He had stopped struggling, but was breathing hard. There was fear and disgust on his face in equal measure. “I wasn’t, I would never- I know better than to- ah!”
I thrust my knee between his legs, grinding my thigh up against his crotch. I could feel the hard metal of his chastity cage through his pants.
‘Your devotion to purity is admirable, Gabriel,” I said. “But are you really sure this is what God wants for you?”
Gabriel’s eyes were wet with humiliation. He gulped and opened his mouth to speak, but I raised my leg higher, lifting him bodily off the ground. He gave a strangled gasp, and actually clutched the back of my shirt to steady himself. I almost came on the spot.
“Aren’t you proud of this body God gave you?” I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady and domineering. It wouldn’t do to break character now. “Why would you lock it away like this, out of fear and shame?”
Gabriel shook his head desperately. He closed his eyes, tears spilling down his porcelain face.
“These forbidden fruits between your legs don’t have to be such a burden, Gabriel,” I said. “They are the gateways to unimaginable pleasure. Don’t you think indulging in these divine gifts could be considered a form of praise?”
Gabriel gave a broken sob. I let go of him and his knees buckled. He slid down the trunk of the tree to land in a crumpled heap on the ground. For a moment I savored the sight of him there, sniffling, then I knelt down beside him. I straddled his torso and reached my hands beneath his shirt. He gasped as my hands traced their way up his torso.
“Everything you do, you do for the glory of God,” I said. Gabriel was panting. His eyes were wide. His gorgeous face was stained with tears. His eyeliner was all fucked up. I leaned in close to his face and smiled. “Will you worship Him with me, Gabriel?”
Gabriel met my eyes for the first time. “Son of Solomon,” he whispered. “You foul, despicable…” He trailed off.
I waited, and so did Gabriel. The angel’s eyes held an expression I knew all too well.
“Don’t be afraid,” I said. “Let’s feel good together.”
I scooted myself down Gabriel’s body and pulled his pants down around his knees. He whimpered and shivered a little as his pale skin was exposed to the air. I ran my fingers over the shining metal of his chastity cage. Once again I channeled my magic Solomon powers and the lock clicked open with a small flash of violet energy. I still had no idea how or why Solomon came to have dominion over Heavenly chastity locks, but this power of his had come in handy on several occasions now.
I didn’t have Satan’s sounding rod on me this time, so I fully unlatched the cage and pulled it off, allowing Gabriel’s cock to spring free. He moaned softly.
“You’re so hard already, Gabriel,” I said. “Were you so excited by the prospect of being played with by a human?”
“No,” Gabriel muttered.
I stuck my face next to his cock and sniffed. He had no body hair, and hardly any odor at all. It was strange. It felt almost too clean, antiseptic. I spit on his dick and began rubbing it up and down. It felt like just the right size to put my fist around.
“A chastity cage that still lets you get hard inside it is pretty lame, you know,” I said. I pinched the tip of his dick. “Maybe you’re not quite as innocent as you’d have us believe.”
Gabriel whimpered and shook his head. He was shivering slightly.
When I first licked the tip of his cock, Gabriel gasped and covered his face with one arm. I hummed in satisfaction. I sank down slowly, licking the veins around his shaft. Gabriel’s tip started leaking salty droplets of precum, and I sucked them up eagerly. The taste of an angel’s debauchery.
I shoved his cock deeper, swallowing it all right to the back of my throat. My eyes began to water. I choked and Gabriel’s body convulsed beneath me. I raised my head, several long strands of saliva leaking from the corners of my mouth. I rubbed his cock up and down some more, massaging his balls with my other hand. Gabriel moaned quietly. His lower body glistened in the sun, soaking wet with spit and precum.
“You’re so delicious, Gabriel,” I said. “All spread out on the grass like this. Are you feeling good from having your dick sucked?”
“Stop,” Gabriel muttered. He was still covering his face with his hands. “Don’t say anything- agh!”
I squeezed his balls suddenly and Gabriel shuddered, his back arching in pain. More precum leaked out of his swollen, shining cock.
“You’re so cute,” I said. “You’re letting a filthy human have his way with you, moaning and whimpering while he sucks your cock. Who knew the feared leader of the holy Seraphim could be such a slut?”
“You-” Gabriel finally removed his hands from his face in order to glare at me. His eyes were red and puffy, and he seemed to have been biting his lip in an attempt to quiet his moans. It was bleeding. His voice shook. “You will pay for this.”
“Sure,” I said. “You can do me after.”
Gabriel’s indignant splutter was cut off as I wrapped my lips around his cock again. The scent of sweat and precum mingled in the still air beneath the tree, hanging thickly over both of us. Gabriel’s back arched into the grass, all his anger forgotten in the pursuit of pleasure. I bobbed my head up and down faster, trying to push him over the edge. His need was so great that he began bucking his hips upward to meet me, searching for greater stimulation. He was panting and moaning with abandon. How the mighty had fallen.
My mouth and nose were full of the salty taste of Gabriel’s precum and my own streaming eyes as I choked on his cock. I was so hard. I rubbed my dick with one hand. The front of my briefs were considerably wet with my own precum. I rolled my hips a little, rubbing myself against my underwear. With a little work, I could probably get myself off just by sucking Gabriel’s cock.
Gabriel’s halo, which had dimmed since coming down to Hell, began to glow brightly. One by one, six giant feathery wings sprouted from his back. They flapped around wildly, smacking against the ground.Gabriel’s moans grew louder as his climax approached.I could feel it building inside him. I loved that the angels lost control of their divine forms when they were driven to the edge like this. I loved how animalistic it was, and I loved that it was because of me that it was happening. Gabriel’s voice rose to a wail. His body began to shake. I felt my own cock twitch. Yes-
“Solomon!”
A new voice rang out through the forest, sharp and strong. Gabriel choked violently as if he had been punched in the throat. There was one more blinding flash of light from his halo and he disappeared back to heaven. His cock vanished from inside my mouth and I coughed weakly around empty air. I straightened up, wiping away the spit and tears from my face. Goddamnit.
Satan, Sitri, and Ppyong were hurrying towards me across the meadow. I had completely forgotten that the devils would come looking for me. There had been so much more I wanted to do with Gabriel. We didn’t do any butt stuff. We could have used that dildo I summoned. I zipped up my shorts, then stood up and turned to meet my rescuers. After all that, I hadn’t even been able to cum.
“Are you alright, Solomon?” Sitri shouted.
“We saw a flash of light from heaven and thought that angels must be invading, aye!” said Ppyong. “Sir Sitri and I were preparing to come out and meet them when His Majesty Satan said the Son of Solomon was out here all alone, aye!”
“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m totally fine. No angels here.”
“What was that flash of light just now?” Sitri asked.
“Well, there was one angel,” I said. “But I could handle him. No problem. He escaped though. Couldn’t finish him off.”
“Where is Gabriel?” Satan scowled. I looked at him. Satan was wearing a look that reminded me of Minhyeok back when he would scold me for watching porn. I got the impression Satan suspected what I had been up to with the angel and didn’t approve. Suddenly I felt a little guilty. That pissed me off.
“I haven’t seen him,” I said. “Why?”
Satan grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me close so that we were nose to nose. “You’re not allowed to go wandering around on your own anymore,” he snarled. “It's too dangerous. You’ll stay with me until we can be sure that there are no more angels in Gehenna.”
He reached around my back with one hand and reached into my shorts to grope my ass.
“Stay with me,” he said again.
I scowled back at him. “Don’t be like that.” I rapped my knuckles lightly against the upside down cross on his forehead. “I told you, I’m fine.”
Satan’s eyes flashed scarlet, but he let go of me without another word. He turned away, gnashing his teeth and snarling at thin air.
“Thanks for coming to find me, you guys,” I said. “Let’s head back to the palace.”
‘What about the angels, aye?” asked Ppyong.
“I only saw the one,” I said. “If there were more, let’s leave it to Paimon and Leraye to look for them.”
“Alright then, let’s go, aye!” said Ppyong. “Sir Sitri was just about to brew some tea, aye!”
“Why don’t you join us, Solomon?” said Sitri.
“Sure,” I said.
As the others turned to leave, I glanced back at the tree. Both Gabriel’s scythe and my dildo had vanished from beneath it.
Ppyong continued chatting as we walked back together through the forest. Occasionally Sitri or Satan would respond with a comment or a grunt, but I wasn’t listening to the conversation.
I kept thinking of the look on Gabriel’s face as he lay sprawled beneath me in the grass. It reminded me of how I had felt when I had fucked Satan for the first time after arriving in Hell. After so many years of suppression, giving in to your desire was terrifying. But I found what I had always wanted by coming to Hell, and maybe Gabriel could do the same.
I remembered how I felt when my parents died. They had been everything to me. They had taught me so much, given me so much of themselves. I had loved and looked up to them with everything I had, and then they were gone. I felt so hollow. All that life, all that love, echoing through the halls of an empty house. Was that how Gabriel felt when God disappeared? What were you supposed to do when the love of your life, your reason for existence, vanished without a trace? Maybe he and I weren’t so different. I mean, sure, his coping mechanisms were a little more destructive than mine had been. He had killed Minhyeok that one time. And killed a bunch of devils I guess. And tried to kill me multiple times. But I could fix him. Probably.
“Ppyoooooooooooooong!!”
I heard Satan roar behind me and Ppyong’s tiny red body went whizzing past my face. He hit a tree beside the path ahead with such force that the trunk splintered. Slowly, with a deafening cracking noise, it began to topple. We all stopped walking and watched as the tree fell, landing with a deafening crash directly across the path in front of us.
“Ahh… hehehe.” Ppyong wriggled out from beneath the tree, blushing. “Thank you, Your Majesty…”
I grinned. I could feel myself getting hard again. Maybe I just had bad taste in men.
“Hey Satan,” I said. “What are you doing tonight?”