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It had been a long day for the kings of hell. Oz and Damien had just arrived back at their palace, both fairly tired. Just prior they had quite a few political meetings to attend, and on top of that a meeting with the current Principle of Spooky High to discuss the behavior of their son, Erebus (which neither of them cared about, nor punished him for because Damien was exactly like him in school, and Oz had known Damien long enough not to care.)
They walked into the palace, hand in hand, immediately noticing it was quiet. That was definitely out of the ordinary for the LaVey household, so they made sure to look around and check for their younger teen.
However, all they found was their oldest, and heir to the throne, Cadelaria (Kay-dee-la-ria) studying for a test that was assigned at their former high school. They had enrolled both of their children at spooky high, deciding it would be a good place for them.
Cadelaria very much resembled Oz personality wise, being on her best behavior and earning impressive grades at school. She wasn’t quiet but she was surprisingly well-mannered for the future queen of the 8th circle.
Erebus, on the other hand, was the spitting image of Damien. At least how he was in high school. Thankfully the king’s personality had really toned down after he got together with Oz, they had balanced each other out well. Erebus was rebellious, committed crimes on the daily, and was always out doing something. He didn’t respect any authority, and (unfortunately) had inherited Damien’s anger issues.
The two siblings were almost polar opposites, with the only resemblance being how they looked. But Damien and Oz loved them both the same, and expressed that at all times. Never giving anyone special treatment over the other.
When Cadelaria had noticed her fathers walk into the room, she looked up from her book, giving them a toothy grin and waving. They only waved back and let her be, knowing she’d prefer to work without company.
After not so much searching they had come to the conclusion that Erebus was probably out causing havoc and shrugged it off, with Oz sending a ‘Be careful and make it home by tomorrow’ text.
Then, finally they had reached their room, sighing with content and happiness to only be in each other’s company. After Damien had closed the door, Oz walked to him. The fearling wrapped his arms around the taller’s neck and formed lips, wasting no time to kiss him. Damien didn’t miss a beat, kissing back and pulling the other against him by his waist.
The kiss started sweet and loving, though gradually becoming heated as they continued. Their mouths moved in sync together, Oz feeling Damien nip at his bottom lip, opening his mouth and letting the other explore it. The demon then moved down, tracing kisses from his lover’s jaw and down his neck.
Oz looked down at his husband with half-lidded eyes, speaking telepathically even if he had his mouth formed, just out of habit. “You up for some fun tonight? Today was pretty stressful and I think we should get a reward.” The fear monster spoke in a way that never failed to make the other’s heart flutter. No matter how many years they had been married, Oz never failed to excite his partner. Just to add to everything, he also ran one of his hands down Damien's clothed back and snaked his hand under his shirt. Gingerly touching his red skin.
Damien’s face immediately grew a confident grin, one of his hands squeezing Oz’s waist and earning a small squeak from them. The fear monster had always been sensitive, and that raised the demon’s ego more than anything. “Well I mean, since you offered so nicely who am I to refuse” and with that, Damien swiftly lifted the smaller boy. Dropping him on their shared bed, proceeding to pull his husband into another kiss, more passionately this time as they worked on taking off their clothes.
They started to grind against each other, making Damien’s hard on strain against his pants. He then broke off the kiss, making the boy underneath him whine. His tie was already undone, but he basically ripped off his suit, throwing his clothes somewhere he didn’t care about in the room.
He then, quite literally ripped off Oz’s suit. They were actual royalty, he could get a new one. The other chuckled, running his hands down Damien’s back. “Someone sure is eager” he then rubbed his thighs together, a smile growing on his pitch black face seeing Damien’s response to the underwear he was wearing. He decided to wear white lace panties, just to mess with Damien. Since he knew how much the demon loved it when he wore things like this.
Damien stared for a second, then quickly and roughly spread open his husband’s legs, pulling him back in and roughly marking up his neck and jawline. He began grinding against the other boy, holding his legs up by his thighs and speaking in a low gravelly voice “Oh you little whore, you were planning this.”
The other didn’t respond, only letting out soft moans as Damien got rougher with him. This is exactly what he wanted, and he wasn't hiding how desperate he was. Oz carded a hand through his husband’s hair. The demon then looked down to Oz’s underwear, seeing that there was a growing inky spot and moving his hand down to push the cloth to the side. He used two of his fingers to work his way between the flaps of the other boy’s cunt, rubbing him and circling his entrance every once in a while to tease him.
“Mnmmm fuck, Dames please hurry,” the fearling begged, he’d been waiting all day and he didn’t want to wait any longer.
“Yeah? You want it? Well you’re gonna fuckin get it,” he then pressed both of his fingers into his husband’s tight entrance, getting a surprised, yet satisfied noise from the boy under him. He then started slowly working his fingers into his lover, pumping and curling them to hear more of the moans and whines that were like music to his ears.
“Damien please- oh fuck I need you,” thankfully his moaning hadn’t made it too difficult to communicate, since his mouth and telepathy could work pretty separately.
“I bet you do, fuckin slut.” He didn’t move any faster though, just adding a third finger and stretching his lover out. “I wonder what everyone would think, finding out one of their kings is so cock thirsty”
Once he felt the other was prepared enough, he stood up straight, taking his fingers out with a wet noise. His lover made a whine, only making Damien more confident. He then locked eyes with the fear monster, licking the black ooze from his fingers until they were clean again, sending a shiver down Oz’s spine. The demon then pulled down his boxers, letting his cock spring free.
Oz let his arms fall beside his head, staring down at Damien’s ‘package’. They’d been together since high school, and yet his husband’s size still shocked him. It wasn’t a secret to him how massive his lover was, and he enjoyed every inch. He quickly after felt the other push aside his underwear again instead of just taking it off, feeling the head of his dick at his entrance.
Damien leaned in, close to his husband’s face “You ready, Ozzie?” He waited for the ok before moving at all, seeing his husband nod enthusiastically and not skipping a beat to push all of himself inside of his lover’s entrance.
The fear monster moaned loudly, his head pressing back against the bed, running hand through his own hair. In this moment he was more thankful than anything with the fact their children’s rooms and where Cadelaria was currently was across the palace. Since they would’ve been embarrassingly caught.
Damien couldn’t even start out slow, he went at his own pace. He knew how much his husband loved the pain he was feeling. He could see how the other was just begging to be ruined tonight, and he was never one to reject sex.
“God you’re so cute babe- fuck you drive me crazy” the taller boy trapped his husband’s mouth in a kiss, muffling his moans. He felt Oz’s fingernails claw at his back as he completely ruined him, smirking into the kiss.
The room filled with the wet sounds of skin against skin and shameless moaning, only growing louder when Damien pulled away to get a better look at the boy under him. He noticed Oz’s eyes were already starting to cross from how brutally he was treating his pussy. Damien loved how easily his lover submitted to him, he loved how desperate and sensitive, and he really just loved him.
He carded a hand through his hair, pushing it back and out of his face and licking his lips. His expression was faltering slightly but he still looked as devious as ever. Damien locked eyes with his husband, knowing how embarrassed he got when they made eye contact during sexual things like this. It was so cute to see him get embarrassed, even while Damien’s fucking his brains out he still got flushed at the littlest things.
“I’m so obsessed with you, just look at yourself. Maybe I should fuck you against a mirror sometime with how sexy you are.” Oz shuttered at his words, not even thinking to use telepathy anymore.
“Dames- fuck oh mmn please- cum inside me- I want it so bad,” Oz begged, whining slightly. The fact his lover was so calm only really turned him on more.
“Yeah? You fuckin want it? Slut. I bet you’d fucking love it if I got you pregnant again.” Damien’s claws started to dig into Oz’s thighs, being rough enough to almost draw blood. They hadn’t been able to have a night like this in a while and Damien was taking advantage of it.
“Oh fuck yes oh~ breed me please-” Oz felt tears start to well up in his eyes as the pleasure was clouding his mind.
“What a cute bitch, you want me to just shamelessly breed you? Cutie.” Damien licked his lips before his thrusting became even more erratic. He felt his husband’s entrance start to tense around him too, so with this he decided to slow down, eventually coming to a stop.
Oz looked to his husband, making a confused noise as he tried to grind against his lover to keep the pleasure going. Damien only tightened his grip on the fearling’s thigh, stopping him from moving.
“Not so fast babe, I don’t want you cumming yet.” He was at the same time kind of blue balling himself, but it wouldn’t be for long.
“Dames- god what the hell are you doing?” He was getting annoyed at the fact his husband stopped, giving him a look that expressed exactly that.
“Well seems to me like I’m doing you,” Damien gave him a wink, as if he wasn’t actually fucking him.
Oz let out a huff, grabbing Damien by the arm and yanking him down to eye level. “Listen, hun. With the utmost kindness if you don’t fuck me right now, and fuck me hard, I’ll just finish myself off alone, and leave you like this.” He was giving Damien a hard stare, one that would make the average human jump out of their skin.
But of course, Damien was anything but the average human, so all it did was make his dick throb. “That’s what I like to see, Ozzie.” Damien then started thrusting again at the same punishing pace, making Oz let out a loud moan in surprise.
It didn’t take long after that for the fearling to reach his orgasm. He shuddered as he felt his whole body envelope in pleasure, letting out desperate sounds of the demon’s name.
Damien kept his ruthless pace, even after Oz was trying to calm down. Tears started streaming down his husband’s cheeks in overstimulation whilst his thrusts became messy and quick. Damien then not long after, reached his peak himself, pumping his husband full of cum.
As they were both calming down, all they did was stare at each other, panting. Damien looked his husband up and down, smirking while he slowly pulled out. “Fuck you’re hot”
He leaned down, giving his husband a kiss on the forehead and brushing the hair from his face. Oz gave a quiet laugh, trying to steady his breathing.
The taller boy lightly caressed his husband’s face, you wouldn’t expect the Damien LaVey to be so soft, but love had changed him for the better. He wrapped his arms under his husband’s body, carefully lifting him off of the bed and holding him bridal style.
Oz nuzzled into his lover’s chest, closing his eyes and letting himself relax whilst Damien carried him to their bathroom, also deforming his mouth leaving his face blank again.
“I love you Dames.”
“I love you too, doll face,” Damien kissed the top of his head as he walked to their large bathtub. He placed Oz in the empty tub, taking off his underwear for him and placing it to the side, then turning back and turning on the spout. He set the water to a comfortable temperature for Oz, since he preferred boiling showers, being a demon from hell, but his husband was heat sensitive when it came to these things so he was careful.
Damien then carefully got into the tub next to his lover, putting his arm around his shoulders with a content smile. Oz snuggled up to his husband’s side, and they just sat there for a while, enjoying their warmth, before beginning to clean themselves. Being able to unwind like this was rare for the LaVeys, but it was always appreciated.
An escape from any responsibility, any regrets, any problems, just the two of them. It almost felt like they were in high school again, young and unafraid, and ready to start.
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