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So here's the next
chapter. There's also a bit of smut at the end, but it definitely
isn't the best I have ever written. Since I haven't gotten much
feedback lately, I'll just remind you that to be able to review you
have to be on archive.adult-fanfiction.org instead of the old side.

Warnings: voyeurism and
non-consensual sex

Chapter 24 – Reward

Arriving at Lu's palace
John walked down the long hallways, intend on reaching their shared
bedchamber. By now Lu should be aware of Angela's death and her
descend to hell and that could only mean one thing for him. Grinning
to himself the former exorcist lit a cigarette, stopping for a
moment.

“Johnny-Boy, it's time for my
reward.” A smug expression was spread over Balthazar's face as
he came closer, stopping in front of John and continuing to speak.
“I've fucked your brother's wife and convinced her to leave
him, take his money and meet me in Hawaii.”

Good. His day was
getting better and better. Angela and now his brother and his
annoying perfect little family. From the first moment he had seen
them he had loathed them, not only because they stood for absolute
normality, but also because they were always unbelievably and
perfectly happy. Maybe he even had been a little jealous while he had
still been human, but now that had passed since he was the one who
could have everything he wanted and they had nothing left.

John had already turned
and started to walk away when Balthazar continued: “Oh,
Johnny-Boy, if you want to see your brother jump, you better hurry.
He's on top of the hospital. And I want my reward now.”

Fucking annoying
half-breed prick. Turning around John went back, stopping in front of
Balthazar. “Your reward, Bally?” John's fist connected
with Balthazar's nose, hitting with unerring precision and more force
than he had used before. Bones splintered under his hand as blood
started pouring over the half-breed's face.

Leaving a fuming
Balthazar behind John threw over his shoulder. “You'll get your
reward when my brother is dead.” The former exorcist vanished
from hell, unawares of Lu standing at the end of the hallway, an
amused and pleased expression spread over his face.

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Walking up the steps of
the hospital stairway John wondered why his brother had chosen this
particular place to commit suicide. Probably because his mother was a
mental patient here. Thinking that he should visit here again
sometime John stepped out onto the roof, hiding in the shadows.

He had a clear view of
his brother, sitting on the edge and drinking from a bottle of vodka.
What could be seen of his face was a mask of pain and resignation,
the smug arrogance that had usually been displayed there completely
wiped away.

Carefully prodding his
mind John found almost all the emotions he had come to like since he
joined Lucifer's side. Bitterness about his lost job, hate for his
wife, despair, resignation and fear of what would happen to him after
his death.

Being catholic he of
course knew that after committing suicide hell awaited him, but now
he wondered if it would be worse than his current life. Using this
thought to help his brother make his decision John whispered in his
mind, telling him that it won't be as bad as the bible describes.

His brother's decision
was made almost immediately, but then again he had always been a
spineless idiot who had always done exactly what everybody told him
to. John watched as he drowned the rest of the vodka bottle in a
single gulp and threw it over the edge.

The sound of breaking
glass was faint, but in the silence of the hospital roof it could
still be heard. Hesitating for only another moment Matthew jumped
from the edge, a scream pouring from his lips as he fell. The sound
of his breaking bones was even fainter than that of the bottle, but
John heard it none-the-less, a grin spreading over his face.

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Chas was surprised as the eternal agony that he had felt since his
fall suddenly stopped and he found himself in a lush bedroom on top
of silken sheets. Moving his hands and feet he found them tied to the
bedposts and although it worried him slightly it was still better
than the pain he had been in a few moments ago.

A small creaking sound redirected his attention to the door where
John had just entered, followed by Balthazar. Seeing his former
mentor caused anger to bubble up inside of him, anger because of his
fall and at the trust John had so cruelly betrayed. Maybe there also
was a little bitterness at his own stupidy mixed in there, but Chas
didn't have the time to analyze his feelings any closer.

John sat down in a comfortable looking armchair, lighting himself
a cigarette before a glass of whiskey appeared in his hand. A
movement at the corner of his eye caused him to look over at
Balthazar, who was stripping off his clothes.

Before he had gone to hell he had still been naive enough that he
would have had to ask what the half-breed demon wanted of him, but
now he had a very clear idea. And he was torn about it. He could
either suffer this or feel his soul being ripped apart over and over
again while demon claws tore into his skin. Maybe this was the better
of two evils.

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The angel barely reacted as Balthazar got on top of him, his cock
already hardened from the thought alone. In all his time in hell and
on earth he had never managed to seduce an angel, but this was about
to change now.

Leaning down he pressed his lips to Chas', forcing his tongue
inside without resistance. Delicious. The taste of lost innocence was
everywhere his tongue touched, heightening the arousal that was
already burning inside of him. He tried to coax the angel's tongue to
play with his, but there was no reaction.

This didn't do. He was a master of seduction, the most
irresistible amongst the half-breeds and Johnny-Boy had given him the
angel as a permanent plaything. And a plaything that didn't join in
the play was no fun. There was of course still the option of simply
taking what he wanted, the thought causing him to grin into the
angel's mouth.

Viciously biting down on the angel's lip he caused a moan of pain
to spill from Chas, the sound sending shivers of pleasure down
Balthazar's spine. The taste of blood filled his mouth, rich copper
and unbelievably sweetness. Sucking on the small wound he had caused
Balthazar tried to get more of the delicious liquid, while his hands
started roaming over Chas' body.

Letting the claws he usually hid come out he ripped the worn
material of Chas' shirt easily, scratching the skin underneath.
Balthazar finally let go of Chas' abused lip, sliding lower and
lapping up the few drops of blood that had spilled from the scratches
on the angel's chest.

His mouth slid over to one of the angel's nipples, his teeth
grazing the sensitive nub. The sound spilling from Chas' mouth could
have been both pain and pleasure, but he felt the angel's cock harden
slightly as he sucked on his nipple. Balthazar let his clawed fingers
slide lower, leaving red lines all over Chas' stomach.

The material of his pants was easily ripped away by Balthazar's
claws, completely baring his lithe body to the half-breed's hungry
gaze. Balthazar's tongue was still eagerly playing with the angel's
nipples as a movement at the corner of his eyes captured his
attention.

John was sprawled in the armchair, his hard cock outlined by his
pants while he still sipped on his glass of whiskey. He didn't seem
bothered by the smug expression spreading over Balthazar's face,
while his eyes roamed over Chas' body. It was good to know that he
still had the talent to capture Johnny-Boy's attention, even if the
angel tried to resist his charm.

Sliding lower on Chas' body he trailed his tongue over the angel's
cock, coaxing it to harden further. He almost laughed at the
strangled sounds that the angel made as he tried to swallow his moans
of pleasure. The body under him was completely relaxed now as Chas
had given up his futile resistance. Grinning smugly Balthazar stopped
his ministrations, ignoring the faint protesting sound the angel
made.

Time to get a little pleasure for himself. He had worked hard
enough to get the angel compliant and he deserved a bit of fun in
return. Straddling the angel's chest he grabbed Chas' hair, his claws
digging into his scalp. He pressed his hard cock against the angel's
lips, demanding entry.

The relaxation that had taken hold of Chas immediately left as
Balthazar's cock was pressed against his lips. He had been overcome
by the sensations in his body and had completely forgotten to
protest, but now he stubbornly refused to open his mouth. Not that it
did him any good. Balthazar's claws pressed deeper into his skin and
the moment he opened his mouth to let a gasp of pain escape the demon
forced himself inside.

The arousal that had taken over his body before immediately faded
as he tried his best to not gag, while Balthazar forced his cock
deeper into his mouth. He could have bitten down, but fear of
possible retribution prevented him from doing so. It was bad, but it
was still better than being tortured by the other demons.

What hurt him far more was that John, the man he had once loved
just sat close by, watching Balthazar's cock slide in and out of his
mouth. He would have willingly done this for John before his fall,
would have done everything his former mentor asked of him. But now he
only felt anger and hate well up inside as he saw John lazily
stroking his cock through his pants.

The taste of sulfur suddenly flooding his mouth caused him to gag
even more, repulsion and a strange excitement taking over his body as
searing hot cum flowed down his throat. He would have liked to spit
the taste out, but Balthazar's cock was still deep in his throat,
leaving him no other choice but to swallow.

Leaning over to the angel's ear Balthazar whispered: “Did
you like that? I've only just begun.” Balthazar's words
horrified him almost as much as the low sound of John's laughter did.

TBC...
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