Author: Kwest92

Luke and Asme outtake [MM] [oral] [edging]

A/N: so for this I have A LOT of outtakes that don’t fit the story, so enjoy them. Just Luke being the little sassy thing he is and Asme being an old ass grumpy demon that can’t keep up 🤣

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“*Goddammit, Oh fuck, Jesus*,” Luke breathed without thinking. His body bucked up off the bed as Asme’s fingers massaged his prostate, and the demon’s mouth worked his cock.
Asme growled low in his throat and the feeling of it reverberated through his body. He hadn’t bothered to move from Luke’s cock. He glared half-heartedly and with slight amusement at Luke as he raised his head and rested his chin against Luke’s thigh.

“When are you going to stop thanking that ingrate for the pleasure *I* give you?” Asme joked.

Luke groaned in frustration at the absence of Asme’s touch. His lover had stopped his assault on his prostate as well. Now Luke felt empty, even though Asme’s fingers were still inside him. Asme stroked him teasingly, his touch feather lite, causing a jolt of pleasure to ripple through Luke’s body. He shuddered as he struggled to regain his composure. Read more »

Prince of Lust outtake

“Luke take it *now*,” Asmodeus pleaded.

Luke watched his lover intently as he stroked himself. This was a luxury Luke had never been able to witness. The only reason Asme was indulging him was because Luke promised to take over when he was told, but the rapture on Asme’s face had Luke entranced. Asme whimpered as his strokes got faster. He kept going as if he couldn’t stop. Luke smiled slyly at him, enjoying seeing Asme’s hand glide up and down his own cock. Luke was stroking his own half-heartedly. Keeping the smile on his face, Luke reached up and lightly traced the L on his chest, his smile turning into a grin as Asme’s body spasmed above him.

“Son of a *bitch, fucking human, OH*,” he moaned. His movements got more erratic as the pleasure pulsed through him, “I never should have told you what that mark can do.”

“Your loss is my gain,” Luke teased.

Asme pressed his forehead to Luke’s and kissed him urgently, “Please, Luke, I can’t hold out anymore.”

Luke shrugged, “Then don’t on my account, I’m enjoying this.” Read more »

Prince of Lust outtake [MM]

“Luke take it *now*,” Asmodeus pleaded.

Luke watched his lover intently as he stroked himself. This was a luxury Luke had never been able to witness. The only reason Asme was indulging him was because Luke promised to take over when he was told, but the rapture on Asme’s face had Luke entranced. Asme whimpered as his strokes got faster. He kept going as if he couldn’t stop. Luke smiled slyly at him, enjoying seeing Asme’s hand glide up and down his cock. Luke was stroking his own half-heartedly.

Asme pressed his forehead to Luke’s and kissed him urgently, “Please, Luke, I can’t hold out anymore.”

Luke shrugged, “Then don’t on my account, I’m enjoying this.”

Luke brought their lips together again. Asme groaned in frustration against him. Luke wrapped his arm around Asme’s body and brought him close. Asme fell into him, keeping just enough distance between them to continue what he was doing. Luke’s hand wandered down his body, clutching his firm ass cheeks. Asme moaned loudly. The demon buried his head into Luke’s neck and nipped him.

“Hey!” Luke shouted with a laugh, “That *almost* hurt.” Read more »

Prince of Lust Ch. 1 [MM]

“How domestic,” Luke laughed as he watched Asme struggle at the stove.

The smell of bacon burning wafted into his nose. Asme stood in front of him, ass out in an apron. Asme glared at him from the corner of his eye and growled. Luke stood and walked over to his demon, carefully wrapping his arms around the man’s waist. Luke rested his head on Asme’s shoulder. He nestled his head into Asme’s neck and kissed him softly. The demon shuddered under his touch.

“Careful, Priest. I don’t think you can handle any more of me,” Asme teased.

Luke shifted behind him. It was true. The demon had given him a run for his money the night before, but he certainly didn’t want to back down. He kissed Asme again and dropped his hand down to grab the demon’s cock. Asme caught his hand before he got there and chuckled deeply.

“I don’t think so. You are going to suffer through this bacon before you get me,” Asme stroked his hand lightly and brought it back up to his waist.

“Infuriating demon,” Luke said, “Can’t we just have fun first and eat later?” Read more »

The Virgin Priest Pt. 16- The End [MM]

Even through the chains, she should have felt the essence of her Priest. However, it was gone. Rage coursed through her. Lily had never known emotion quite like this, and she wasn’t sure how to process it. The last time she had felt this empty was when Asmodeus kidnapped Luke into this realm. There was no way that her father would have allowed her uncle to travel that far with the Priest, was there?

There was no way for her to find out. Her father had left her in the floor of this cell for what felt like days. She was sure it had probably only been a few hours. Surely Samael wouldn’t keep his heir locked in captivity. She meant no harm to Luke. The chains Samael placed her in weren’t like the ones that had detained her uncle. For one, they were more like cuffs. There were no actual chains. Just a cuff over each wrist to ensure that she didn’t have access to her magic. Maybe that was a ploy to keep her from tracking Luke? Read more »

The Virgin Priest Pt. 15 [MM]

When they returned to the room, Luke settled into the bed next to Asmodeus. Asme, rather. His lover pulled Luke against his firm body, and they settled with content. Asme stroked his arm gently. The demon threw his leg over the top of Luke’s. It all felt natural, much to Luke’s surprise. It felt like he was made to be in this man’s arms.

“Where are your wings, As?” Luke asked. He made it a point to use As. The demon grumbled.

“You’re about to lose the privilege of calling me Asme,” Asmodeus grazed his cheek over the top of Luke’s head, “I will make you call me Deus if you keep going.”

“I will never call you Deus, demon. In the short time I’ve known you, you have given my life more meaning and joy than God ever did. You are not a duty I was forced into. I chose you.”

Luke felt Asme relax behind him. The demon squeezed him a little tighter. Luke swore he could hear his Prince choking up a little behind him, but he wouldn’t dare point it out. Read more »

The Virgin Priest Pt. 14

After his conversation with Lily, Luke couldn’t stand being in her room any longer. The only place in this house he felt comfortable was in the room he had shared with Asmodeus. To his dismay, the Guard followed him through the castle. Luke detested his royalty status. Could he take back what he said to Samael? Could he change his mind? He didn’t want to be King.

When he reached the other room, Luke was pleasantly surprised when Asmodeus’s scent washed over him. If the demon hadn’t left a few hours earlier, Luke would have summoned him. The staff hadn’t bothered to make the bed or do any cleaning. It bothered Luke, but at the same time he was glad his demon’s presence was still noticeable.

*As,* Luke reached out. *Wake up you nasty demon.*

A deep chuckle resonated in his mind. The sound did things to him, *Who is As? Is he someone I should know about, Priest?*

Luke scowled, *Very funny.*

*Oh! I get it! You’re giving me a nickname. How touching. But what about Mo? Or… wait. Deus. It’s fitting. I’m the God of your ass. I like it.* Read more »

The Virgin Priest Pt. 13

“What do you really feel?” Lily asked.

She watched as Luke stepped out of the bathroom, water clinging to his form. He hadn’t bothered to dress himself. Lily was glad he was getting comfortable around her. His fear didn’t serve him here. He had a towel in his hands and ran it up the length of his body in an attempt to dry himself. Lily wanted to be doing it for him but watching him was serving her just fine. It had been too long since they had joined. Lily had a feeling that it would be a while before they did again. Luke was too tormented to welcome her advances.

“Are you sure you really want to know?” Luke asked.

Lily nodded, “I need to know.”

Luke stepped toward her, closing the space between them. His closeness to her made her heart skip. He was strong in a way that a demon never could be. He reached out like he had a hundred times before and captured a lock of her hair between his fingers. He cupped her face in the palm of his hand as he spoke. Read more »

Luke Tops Asmodeus [MM]

“Relax, you stubborn demon,” Luke laughed as he grasped Asme’s hips. Asme growled in response. He didn’t try to relax. Luke kneaded his hips gently.

“I am a *Prince*, Princes do not submit,” Asme growled.

Luke leaned forward and kissed Asme’s shoulder. He was beautiful like this. On his hands and knees in front of Luke. The muscles in his back were taut with tension, his back ramrod straight. He had grown out his short blonde locks, and they were cascading down his back. The demon shivered at Luke’s touch, but he did not relax. Luke leaned forward until his face was by Asme’s ear.

“Demon, we have been together for almost 300 years, and I am still human. If you really didn’t want this, you can get out of my grasp,” Luke let the humor into his voice. In reality, his demon was just being difficult. He tightened his grip on Asme’s hip to make a point, “Go on, you are free to leave if you wish. It’s not like I can stop you.” Read more »

The Virgin Priest Pt. 12

Luke wriggled out from under Asmodeus’ grip. He was stunned that his demon hadn’t been escorted out already, but he didn’t actually know how long they had been sleeping, either. Luke walked around the room. It wasn’t as opulent as Lily’s. He didn’t suppose it would be, considering that it was for him and Asmodeus. It wasn’t uncomfortable, though.

There was a full-length mirror in one corner, and Luke walked over to it. He knew what his body looked like; he had seen it when he was drying off after a shower. He had just never thought of it in the way he did now. It was a tool for his pleasure. Luke smiled as he drug his hand up his side. He worked hard on his physical form. It was the only vanity he allowed himself. He dropped his gaze down to his hips. The only thing he had never paid attention to was what hung between his legs. He turned to face the mirror. Read more »