forum Demons of Hell (Closed, but stalkers are welcome~)

Started August 08, 2018 by @Vuclan-is-tired

tune

Seth nods slowly. "I understand." He says softly.

"Good cuz I wasn't gonna give any more than that." Zackary leaned back into him.

Seth only holds him tightly, his breathing slow and relaxing as he holds the other in his arms.

Zackary squeezed his eyes shut and inhaled deeply. Slowly…

Seth smiles softly. "We're in this together." He mutters pressing a kiss to his cheek.

Zackary nodded a little. "Yeah. Together."

Seth smiles softly. "I love you." He mutters.

"I love you too." Zackary opened his eyes.

Seth smiles. "Any better?" He asks gently.

Zackary sighed. "Somewhat."
Lies…

Seth nods. He pulls away and gently cups Zackarys cheek. "Alright…" He says softly.

Zackary blinked open his eyes a little more to look at the other. He gives Seth a "whatcha doing" face.

Seth gently traces Zackarys face with his thumb before gently kissing him.

Zackary gently shut his eyes and kissed back.

Seth smiles softly. "I will always be here for you." He whispers softly.

Zackary nodded gently. "Okay." His voice was also dropped in a whisper.

Seth smiles. He hums softly. "Anything you need…?" He asks.

Zackary shook his head for the third time. "No. Nothing I won't get in time."

Seth nods and smiles gently. "Alright…" He pulls away and returns to cleaning.

Zackary turned away too and observed a man sitting at their table. He was broad shouldered and his long black hair covered his face; he seemingly had a permanent smile on his face. He stroked his own hair and turned his head to Zackary, who stared at him without shock.
"You choose to wait, every time. You're an odd demon, Williams." His voice was deep and raspy.
I have my reasons.

Seth sighs softly, washing the dishes.

Zackary sat down next to the man, whose smile seemingly got bigger.
"You'd rather me than Lust? How odd." Death continued stroking his own hair.
Yes, I'd rather death than the sucking hole of lust.
"You really are one of a kind."

Seth sighs softly as he puts the dishes away he glances at Zackary. "Love, are you alright?" He calls softly. "You're oddly quiet."

"Yeah, I'm okay." Zackary glanced away from Death and to Seth.
Death gave a rumbly laugh and sat back in the chair.

Seth nods. "Okay." He sighs softly and turns away bowing his head ever so slightly. His bangs fall forward. Silent tears drip down his face. 'why won't he let me know the truth…' he thinks silently. Because he doesn't love you… A voice rings in his ear. Look at you. You're a pitiful excuse for a demon.