Chapter 11

Mick was very nervous walking down the tunnels of the caves towards the Gods’ residence. Well the mated pair of them. He had a feeling that it was about the matter of what he and Kerim did a few days earlier…

When the cats came back and Seth's sphinx ran off, the angel did say that he was in trouble now, but that it didn't matter...

The weather has changed, which was very weird and Mick knew it had to do with the anger of the Gods. Kerim was their pet...

He even tried to go over the next day to check on the angel but found the apartment empty with only Smaug the cat meowing sadly at him...

As the huge carved twin doors opened, he walked in. He knew that the actual living area was a bit deeper in the cave, but soon he found himself face-to-face with the paired up Gods. Fully dressed, formally in their armor suits and behind them there was a weird looking bed... Which looked more like a furniture from a human BDSM chamber…

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It had a frame with all kinds of cuffs and chains and under the mattress there was a cage... In it was Kerim... all naked, a ball gag in his mouth, tied up with his pale skin having some bruises and his small ass beaten red. He was lying on his tummy, hair messy and sticking to his face, his gorgeous wings spread and some feathers were lying broken all over the floor.

To say that Mick was shocked was an understatement. He couldn't tear his eyes away from Kerim's in the cage, even when Sotiris started to speak to him.

Kerim finally dropped his eyes, feeling his cheeks burning from the shame he felt. He didn't want Mick to see him like this but frankly, he didn't believe that he would be such a fool to come here! Especially because of him. Kerim knew that what he allowed to happen would have consequences and he was taking them without objection because he knew he deserved the punishment.

Taking a deep breath through his nose and swallowing around the ball in his mouth, he kept quiet and motionless and looked up only when the bald god addressed Mick.

"Come closer, demon. Yes, we know what you and Vega did. He knew it would have consequences... He told us he feels for you. And even if he knew he should have asked for our permission, he did not want to make you feel rejected… So… we want to hear and see if you really are worthy of such privileges like the tender feelings of our beloved pet... And if you are worthy enough to act behind our back…" Sotiris looked at Mick with cold serious eyes, and Seth himself was the most serious vision of a war God…

Mick swallowed, feeling turning red as he looked again to the cage and the ashamed angel.

"I feel for him too. His whole being mesmerized me. I never felt so alive with no one as when I am close to him. I am very sorry that we acted against your knowledge and acceptance. And I am moved deeply that he cared for my feelings…" he said the last sentence while looking deep into Kerim's eyes.

Kerim felt some warm feelings spreading in his chest from Mick's words and would have smiled at him if he could or dared, but he just simply returned that long look.

"Hm... Interesting..." Sotiris murmured and exchanged a look with his so far silent pair. "My mate and I have to discuss the situation."

"Kerim will stay in the cage for two more days as his punishment isn't over," Seth continued that thought as if it was his own. "Then we'll let you know about our decision about whether you can become his lover or not. Now leave," he waved towards the door, showing more tenseness than his pair.

Mick didn't dare to object and anger the gods in fear that they would punish the angel even more for that. "Yes, ancient ones. I understood and I'm sorry," he repeated his apology as he bowed his head deep then turned around, stealing one more glance of the caged angel. That picture made him both angry and aroused on some level, but before any of that would show on him, he hurried out of the gods' private quarter. Damn, he didn't want to cause such trouble to his perfect angel...

***

King had his issues on his own. And for a change it wasn't that his father, Lucifer himself was around and spending time with him. Actually, they managed to get along quite well... Probably the fact that he wasn't running away to search for his pair through a land where all his other siblings have died helped on the atmosphere between father and son.

But his pair was sort of an issue... Matt was chewing on his nerves with being pissed over Paolo for days...

The gods were distracted too and everyone was tense because of how the Nephilim would turn out. His final change was now the test of which road he would choose...

Matt was pacing up and down in the library in a reading area with a fireplace, comfortable armchairs and a few tables. He was far from calm. He's been impatient and pissed for days and even irritated at times when he thought back on how Christos had put him in place. Even if he was mostly right.

His thoughts kept returning to Paolo and now even Brent who had practically disappeared a couple of days ago. Of course, he could guess that he was with above mentioned god, but due to the nature of Brent's visit, it made Matt feel worried a bit. He just hoped that all went well and their drummer boy was fine.

And that’s when King and Robb walked into the library too, finding a still pissed off Matt.

"It's okay... You don't need to pretend you're studying... You're between family. We won't tell," Robb tried to joke to ease the tension and his son laughed with him as he walked to his pair and hugged the cherub from behind.

"Come and eat with us. Everyone is waiting now. We can practice with Paolo after lunch," King said pressing a kiss to the big cute ear of Matt.

Matt managed a smile from Robb's joke and let Corey hug him and kiss his ear. "I'm too distracted to concentrate on learning," he looked at Corey's father and maybe eased up a bit in his pair's hug.

"Maybe some food might help," he agreed but wasn't sure about that. But he wanted to give something to Corey as he's been off on his own and a bit distanced himself for days now. And Corey was the last person he wanted to hurt with his behavior. Even if Matt didn't seem to be able to stop himself from feeling this way.

"Very well. Allow me…" Robb smirked and hugged them both.

The next second they appeared in some very fancy restaurant. The only strange thing were the people… It was a mixture of all kind of creatures and humans too. Clearly the more mixed residents of the newly forming world. But even in a new world some are well known... So the appearing beam of light of Lucifer and his guests drew a pack of waiters bowing to them.

"Dad... you must show off, right?" Corey mumbled while they took their seats at a terrace and could see that they were at the edge of a breathtaking waterfall.

"Not showing off. This place has the best lamb chop and grilled camembert... And I want to spoil my only son and his pair," Robb smiled giving his order.

Matt blinked a bit surprised at first as he looked around, cataloging every possible threat from habit then took a seat with a half-smile. "Well... I think it has a gorgeous view and if the food is as good as you say, I won't be disappointed. I'm a big food enthusiast," he added as an explanation, taking the menu from a waiter.

"Besides, it's nice to get away from that place a bit," Matt murmured under his nose before looking up at the satisfied-looking Robb. "Thank you, it's nice of you. Right, love?" he patted Corey's thigh under the table as a light warning.

"Yes, don't worry. I am grateful for the spoiling. He is a very loving father, you know..." Corey patted Matt's hand on his thigh, smiling and placing his order too.

"I can assure you that the food is amazing. But don't hate on that place. None of us will be that safe anywhere else than under the protection of the old gods," Robb added.

Matt decided to go with the lamb chops and some red wine then he waited until the waiter was gone. "I can tell he is a loving father. Sometimes I wish I had one like yours. Or a father in general," Matt's smile faded a bit as he never had one and had no idea if his was still alive or dead for a long time.

"I don't hate that place or the gods. I just hate the current situation there. It's... suffocating. I meant it's nice to get away from there for an evening," Matt whispered so only the two of them could hear.

Corey inhaled deeply. Robb just cleared his throat and sipped from the red wine the waiter poured to them all.

"Suffocating can be used to all of this world nowadays. Even if I go home to another one to my pair, into the one we created for this dimension. And I would like to know where things are headed," he only said that, looking at the rambling waterfall.

Matt followed his look with his black eyes and got lost in his thoughts too like the father-son duo until the waiter arrived with the steaming food.

Once they were gone and Matt took a bite, he hummed in agreement. "This is very good indeed... So... What were you two up to in the last few days?" he asked while sipping from his wine, looking between the two similar-looking men. Because of course he knew his pair has spent more time with Robb and he doubted it was all about some father-son bonding time.

"We’ve been tracking down some information. About Japan," Robb started looking at his son like asking in what depth he wanted to involve his pair.

"Yes. There is an ancient portal there too. And we need to protect that as well and once things clear up around Jim, we will do more investigating over there. I was thinking about you, though..." Corey said searching Matt's reactions while eating.

Matt kept eating his food with the usual joy he ate great food, but was also listening to what the other two were saying.

"Huh... Japan? And why does it have to be connected to Jim too?" he frowned stabbing a piece of meat stronger than absolutely necessary before putting it into his mouth, his frown deepening. "Thinking about me like how?" the cherub asked confused but also a bit curious. He had no idea what his pair was planning, but they got him intrigued and frankly, it was better to think about that than the oh so important Nephilim.

"Jim is a major part of our puzzle, let’s say... how he turns out will make a great difference on the balance," Robb said on a neutral matter of fact tone.

"Yeah. And I was thinking about you joining us there and meet the guards and learn maybe about the culture and things if you like..." Corey said a bit carefully because he could feel the tension growing in his pair again. And he didn't want Matt to think that they were trying to send him away or think he was not educated enough about things...

Drinking the rest of the wine from his glass, Matt smacked his lips together and made sure he put the glass down carefully. "Yeah, yeah, we know he is important and all. But that doesn't mean he has to keep hurting Paolo in the process when he just wants to help him, nothing more. Even if they are... Whatever..."

Turning to Corey, he saw the careful look in his eyes and that just seemed to piss him off even more on the inside again. Although he forced himself to answer calmly. "A trip to Japan... to my roots might be useful. I always wanted to learn more of my mother's culture. You know that. Maybe I could be more useful there than here."

"Matt... You are happily bonded with my son, no? I understand love is different and happens regardless. I am bonded with my mate and had lovers I gave my heart to, like King's mother. I'm just saying that..." Robb stopped and swirled the ruby red liquid in his glass "to remind you about how these eternal things work. I understand you're young and new to all of this. Paolo is older and knows a lot. Now there we have Jim. Who tried to like... run away from those visions he had ever since he was born and many of what happened with him in just months he did not agreed to or understood fully. He was in love and followed his heart. He will calm down from the pain he feels and will decide if he is going to fight for life or not. And the summary of all this talk is that it's okay to be jealous. But Paolo can and will love you both the same, and they are mates and there's nothing to do against it. You should know that yourself," Lucifer gave a long deep look to the cherub and finished his wine.

Matt's face quickly closed off as he was lectured by Lucifer himself too. First a god and now the Morning Star. As if he was a baby when all he wanted to do was protect Paolo.

"You are right, of course. And I might be jealous and I might even feel sorry for Jim, but it also seems to me that I'm the only one who wants to protect Paolo from unnecessary pain. Last time I checked it wasn't a sin. So excuse me if I'm too young and inexperienced to see why I shouldn't do that," he said on a forced calm and quiet tone which also cut sharp like a knife. "Excuse me, I need some fresh air. Thank you for dinner," he added, trying to stay as respectful towards Lucifer as he could then he opened his wings and flew off the balcony and past the waterfall, taking a turn towards the night sky.

He knew when he couldn't win an argument.

"At least it wasn't me who pissed him off…" Corey sighed looking after his pair then back at his father.

"You can harvest the tension, though... You’re welcome, son," he smirked with his dimples.

"Good idea…" Corey nodded and spread his wings too, going after the cherub.

"Teenagers..." Robb mumbled shaking his head and ordered some dessert.

***

Matt was pissed and sad at the same time, feeling that no one got what he was feeling and why he was acting like this. Not even his pair. And it made him feel kinda lonely and stupid not having anyone to back him up.

As he was flying over the fucked-up world seeing towns being on fire or possessed ones roaming the streets, his mood didn't improve either. He could feel his pair following him but it just made him huff to himself.

After a while he landed on a smaller hill with dead grass and dust on it. It looked down at a small town by the sea, some possessed ones playing with corpses or scavenging in the area.

"Hey…" Corey landed next to his pair looking down to the seashore. "I know you want to protect Paolo. And I'm proud of you for sticking up to your opinion. Everyone is tense... Look what the world turned into... We know Paolo will handle it well. He may be hurting too and you feel that. But the bond makes him hurt for Jim too. Paolo feels part of his pair’s suffering," he said trying to caress his tense mate. "Come on... I promised you practice…" he nudged Matt's side and took off in the air, channeling his fire to block away a large area only backed by the sea, trapping the about dozen of possessed ones.

"It's good to know that at least you have my back now and I'm not a complete fool for being hung up on this," Matt said a bit bitterly, but let Corey caress him.

Understanding what Corey wanted, he sighed and made his katana materialize in his hand. Maybe Corey was right and some cleansing of the town would prove to be a good stress relief.

Moving his strong wings, he was in the air the next moment and charged at the first possessed one from above, driving his sword with the black flames of his cherub power through it with ease, some of its black blood squirting onto his face. Then his glowing and unforgiving eyes located the next one to slaughter...

As Corey thought, a killing spree was a great way for his tensed-up mate to let the pressure out.

Not to mention that he, himself enjoyed the bloodshed of the poor beings that were once humans and now just a vessel for lower angels.  His fire made it kind of a slaughter than a fair fight, but then again, the simple town people didn't have a fair chance either before their souls were pushed out of their bodies by the invaders...

By the time they finished off the last, his flames died out and he was just staring at his beautiful warrior dark cherub covered in blood and all hyped up from the killings… And without giving it a second thought, he flew against him to pick him up and landed them on the nearest flat rooftop above the dammed village.

Matt was quite high on their triumph and finally feeling more in control of what was happening. This certainly took some of the tension away. The bloody cherub only had time to hold onto Corey's shoulder with his free hand when he was suddenly off his feet. He picked up on his mate's intentions and emotions quickly and for a change didn't object.

His katana landed on the rooftop with a metallic clink before it evaporated in a black smoke, getting back to the pocket dimension where it usually existed when it wasn't needed here.

In the next moment Matt found his back pushed against a brick wall next to the door that led to the roof and his bloody hands were pulling Corey's equally messy face in for an all teeth and tongue kiss, their bodies pressing together.

The demon lord just needed his pair this wild and raw, when Matt really was without his overthinking and stressing. He stroked down Matt's back, grabbing into the small ass to push their groins together, making Matt feel just how much he wanted him.

Not much foreplay! That was the only thing on Matt's mind by then and he made sure that Corey got that through their connection as they bucked against each other.

Then the bony and bloody fingers found their way down to open Corey's jeans and Matt was on his knees in the next moment, pulling the rapidly hardening shaft free just to suck it into his eager mouth.

Feed it to me then fuck me against that wall! He sent that through their bond too, the big black eyes looking up at his mate expectantly.

Corey groaned as an answer, grabbing into the bloody messed up curls and let his urges free. He pushed his hard cock deep into Matt's mouth, not being too gentle about it. Acting with the primal need to feel each other the most and the fastest...

Enjoying his mate's mouth for a while, he then pulled back to manhandle the taller man facing the wall. He pressed his face to it even as his free hand dragged down his pants, just enough to free the perfect little ass.

Then Corey was who went down on his knees to get Matt ready and make his hole wet enough. Not messing too much with that either, he was on his feet again soon.

"You're my pair... I love you... And that will never change..." he panted into one of the big ears and bit into Matt's neck while he pushed into him as deep as he could with one move.

It was perfect. Just like Matt needed. No wonder though as Corey was his pair and he always knew what he needed. Putting his palms against the wall too and opening his half-demon, half-angel wings, he pressed his tattooed ass back against the intruding cock and cried out from the mixture of pleasure and pain.

The drag and burning was intense, but it quickly turned into pleasure.

"Yes! Fuck me! I love you so much! Take me as yours!" he cried out wanting it rough and raw, like mating animals in heat. Fuck, he loved his man so damn much! And had no doubt that he would fuck out every other thought from his head to give him some peace of mind.

"You're mine..." Corey just grunted as he rammed harder and deeper into his man, loving the quickly building up pressure of the more euphoric kind.

By then he was holding Matt's hips with both of his hands, nails digging into and breaking the inked skin as he pulled Matt even more against his body for a better aim at his prostate. He pushed the other's body against the brick wall harder and harder with each wild move.

Those words were like music to Matt's big ears as he kept moaning his pleasure, his hell prince taking him rough and fast and perfect.

"Yes! Yours!" he managed to groan in-between two hard thrusts against his prostate. With one hand he fumbled with his own pants to push it down enough to free his trapped and heavily leaking cock. Jerking it firmly and in sync with Corey's moves, it didn't take long for Matt to scratch the brick wall with his claws and clamp down hard on the thick shaft. He came hard onto the wall and loved how his pair lost it nearly in the same moment, pumping him full with his load.

This was the perfect ending of a quite shitty day for sure.

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