The ride back to her father's home was in silence. To say her father was unhappy would be an understatement. Lily knew it was because of her show of power over Asmodeus. That had come as a surprise for her. However, saying that right now would only make this situation worse. Her father had taken the Prince of Lust under royal custody. He had all but declared war on her uncle's territory. She sighed and drew Luke closer to her. He didn't fight her.
When they arrived, Lily led Luke out of the carriage and into her family home. The splendor of Samael and Lilith's home was not lost on either of them. Lily barely paid it any attention, but Luke looked around in slack mouthed awe. He didn't know he had signed up to be a future King when he slept with Lily. Lily hadn't known that, either. She tugged him towards her childhood bedroom. She hadn't stepped foot in it since she lived here last.
It hadn't changed, either. After they had both safely stepped inside, Lily shut the door behind them. She desperately wanted to rid herself of the stuffy dress she had on, and she wanted to see Luke in more clothes. She didn't know if they had stocked her room with clothes for the priest, though. She could only hope so. In a fit of annoyance, she ripped the dress she had on to shreds. She didn't want to be confined in it anymore. It only reminded her of the night at her uncle's. She walked over to Luke and put her finger in the waist band of his pants and ripped them off. He was naked under them. Not that she was surprised.
"Lily, what's wrong?" Luke stepped forward and drew her into him. He seemed content being nude in front of her.
"I don't want anything of his touching you ever again," Lily said. She settled her hands on his hips. She wanted to take him as her own so badly, to mark him again, but she stopped herself.
"I can feel how much you want me," he admitted, "I didn't know I could until he took me away. I didn't realize how much you meant what you said to me until I couldn't feel your conviction in me anymore."
"I never lied to you, Priest." she said softly. Luke chuckled.
"Lily, I'm not a priest anymore. I'm standing in Hell right now with the demon that bonded me to an eternal life in Hell. Nothing about that is Holy or ordained by my God." There was no trace of bitterness in his voice.
"You're right. I took that away from you. I'm sorry." she said. Luke stroked her back.
"You have nothing to be sorry about. I wouldn't have it any other way." He pushed her away from him, keeping hold of her shoulders. "I know how you feel about me. I'm still terrified, Lily, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't know if you can feel me too, but I feel the same way."
"I can feel you." Lily stepped away from him. "Let's get clothes, Luke. I'm cold and who even knows what Asmodeus has made you do since I saw you last."
Lily walked over to her dresser and pulled out clothes for them both. The staff had stocked up for him, after all. They pulled their clothes on in silence. Lily walked over to her bed when she was done, hoping that Luke would follow her. He did. She lay down in the bed and scooted over to allow him space to lay next to her. He joined her and pulled her close to him after he settled in. She laid her head on his chest, just over his heartbeat. The sound of it comforted her. His arms were snuggly around her.
"Lily, can I ask you something?" he asked.
Lily nodded against his chest, "Go ahead,"
"I know I yelled at you last time we talked about this, but how do I know if I like men? Or if it was just Asmodeus that I liked?"
Lily thought for a moment before answering his question. "I told you that here in the demon realm sexuality is fluid, and it is. We don't see sex as something that is confined to between men and women, so sex between men isn't deviant here. I know how it is with your kind. I know that it is confusing for you."
"That's putting it lightly," he laughed.
"But the best way I can answer you is this-if it feels good, you probably like men. Whether it's my uncle or any other man." Lily shuddered at that thought, "Though I do hope it's not just my uncle."
"Me too, but how will I find out?" He didn't really want more than Lily had to offer, but this was eating him from the inside.
"I'll help you," Lily said simply, "I can help you find a man you like, and you can explore your sexuality. We have a thousand lifetimes together, Luke. I want you to live in luxury. I don't want you to hide from yourself."
"You said you would never share me," Luke said.
"Letting you explore your body and sharing you with someone is different. I will never let you take a permanent lover, just as I will never take one. But I will not deny you satisfaction that I cannot give."
"How generous of you," Luke laughed. "But what if I like men more? What then?"
"I doubt that, Luke," Lily said, "But if that is the case, we will talk."
She lifted her head and looked him in the eye. She had reverted back to the crystal blue he knew in the human realm. He looked at her with tenderness. So much about the priest made her melt. It was a feeling foreign to her, because demons didn't 'melt' at the sight of a human. But he was making her melt. She smiled at him and rose up to kiss him. He greeted her with eagerness. She didn't press for it to go any further. She was content with him just being here with her. The next challenge came to her mind- where would she find a demon man to please her priest?
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The demon standing before him was the product of Lily's hunting. She had promised that she would find him a man to play with, and she delivered. He didn't radiate the power of her uncle, but he was every bit as attractive. Luke gravitated towards him. The demon's body was as hard and muscular as Asmodeus'. His dark hair was shoulder length, his jaw firm. Strikingly attractive, in other words.
"I'm Aamon, your highness. Her highness said you needed help?" The demon said. Luke recoiled a little bit at being called 'your highness'. There was nothing royal about him.
"It's Luke," he said. "And yes, if you're willing."
Truth was, Luke was a little apprehensive about it. His body hummed with excitement, but he couldn't help but be scared. Trying to lay with a man? He had never even entertained the thought before. It hadn't crossed his mind until Asmodeus made it. But the desire within him wouldn't quiet until he explored it.
"I'm an incubus, sir. I'm always willing," Aamon said with a smile. Luke's eyes widened a little.
"So you're like..." He paused.
"Shynra? Yes. She chose me so I could ease your fears if they came up. I won't use my magic unless you want me to." Aamon stepped closer to Luke. "We can go as slow as you'd like."
"That's something I've never heard a demon say," Luke laughed.
"I'm merely here to help. Not feed or claim. It's all up to you." Aamon reached out and pulled Luke closer, "Tell me what you want, your highness."
Desire swept through Luke hard and fast at the statement. Without thinking, he pulled the demon against him and brought their lips together. Aamon reciprocated quickly, bringing Luke closer to him, dominating Luke's mouth with his own. Luke's hands dropped to Aamon's side, and he grasped him. He could feel Aamon's erection against his own. The thrill of it shot through him. He was doing something forbidden. He moaned into the demon's mouth and let his hand venture to the demon's cock. He palmed it roughly, idly wishing that there weren't any clothes in the way.
Aamon sensed this and backed away from Luke with a smile. "Getting a little hasty, now, aren't we?"
Aamon slowly lifted his shirt over his head and started to tease his pants down around his hips. Luke was joining him, ready to let his cock spring free of its captivity. When he was free, Aamon pressed against him and drove him into the bed behind them. The demon was grinding his erection against Luke's leg. Luke welcomed it. He was shocked that he welcomed it, but the demon's pleasure brought him happiness. Aamon's hands fell to Luke's cock and cupped him greedily. Luke moaned against Aamon's mouth and pulled back a little.
"Let me touch you," he said softly. Aamon grunted his understanding and rolled off Luke.
Luke sat up on his knees in front of Aamon, looking down at the demon's body. He had never appreciated the male form before. Hell, he hadn't even appreciated the female form until Lily. But this was an entirely different story. Aamon's body screamed of brute strength and sexuality. It drew Luke in. Luke reached forward and took Aamon in his hand, admiring the soft skin of his shaft. He pumped his hand slowly, watching as the demon reacted to his movements. The thought of pleasuring another man so intimately did things to Luke that being with Lily didn't. Luke dropped his other hand to grasp his own cock.
Aamon growled as he watched Luke pleasure them both. The sensations running through Luke were electric, as if every nerve ending in his body was on fire. His movements got more erratic as he felt his orgasm coming on. As it got closer, he realized he wasn't ready for this to end quite yet, and he ripped his hand away from his own cock. The feeling pulsated deep in him as he continued stroking his partner.
"You enjoy edging, human?" Aamon said, clearly entertained.
"Edging?" Luke questioned.
"Bringing yourself to the edge of release, then stopping." Aamon explained.
"Oh. I don't know." Luke responded honestly. He hadn't heard of it before just now.
"Why don't you taste me, human?" Aamon asked. He thrust his hips up into Luke's hand. "You might like it."
The suggestion made Luke nervous. He hadn't thought about actually putting it in his mouth. It didn't repulse him, though. He kept his hand firmly around Aamon, debating on whether or not to accept the challenge. The indecision must have shown on his face.
