The sound of the earth quaking and the screams which unrolled in the air caused my heart to quicken from the excessive amount of external stimuli. Just as I arrived in this obscure and humid place I have dealt with very difficult people who were half-baked breads that I do not wish to consume even if the only food I consume was made of flour, water and yeast.

And if Samael was half-bake bread that would make Cain a mold that became bread therefore he cannot be eaten or consumed because he must be buried under the soil for his useless worth.

As the dimwits around me continued to scream their impurities out, my heart began to settle down as I clutch around Samael's hard form. The man was able to stand still while supporting both of our weights while the other redheaded boy who kept on scolding Cain for his inadequacy was easily thrown off balance. Cain caught him immediately before he could fall on the floor.

The quake finally stopped and the noise of murmurs of relief straightened the once coiled atmosphere. Samael nudged my head with his and I pulled back my torso only to meet him face-to-face which caused me to look away and feel my face heat up from...what emotion was I feeling? I cannot feel! This was impure. How can I prevent this?

"Aw...you embarrassed there? Don't worry, your pretty face levels mine just fine," he purred.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried my best to avoid his gaze which I can feel at the side of my face. "Do not say such unintelligent statements. I do not find this embarrassing. I do not even know what that feels like," I replied monotonously.

The impure impure and very very impure man hummed as his hand slipped under my shirt just at my back and drew teasing circles. "You sure you're not embarrassed? If you're not feeling that way then why..." he stopped midway from his statement and my eyes widened when I felt his tongue caressing my ear. "-can't you look at me straight in the face?" he whispered hotly.

My breath hitched and I have forgotten to breathe momentarily until I heard someone clear his throat. My once calmed heart began to accelerate once more and betrayed its purpose of just staying still without reacting to any stimuli such as that.

"We have a policy of no fucking in the hallways," Cain spoke.

Samael's attention that was directed to me snapped as he conversed with the other man. "Oh, that was already approved by Satan?" he questioned with a hint of 'I-don't-really-care' in his tone of voice.

"What in the world is that Earthquake? Oh my Lord," the redheaded boy spoke in a breathless way.

"We have a No Oh-my-Lord Statement law here which is being strictly implemented by Satan himself," Cain reminded which made the redheaded boy cover his mouth and look around for any other witnesses.

My eyes caught a swirl of fire occurring behind Samael and the materialization of a tall and huge man wearing a furry black coat.

"Mister Wall!" the redhead greeted in such joyful tone and was welcomed by the newcomer.

"Is everyone alright?" the man questioned as he embraced the younger boy.

Samael turned around so I was no longer looking at the newcomer but instead I was now facing the horrible image of Cain. The said man glared at me and I returned the favor because it would be rude of me to not return it.

"Geez Satan, were you that pissed at me that you had to throw a tantrum after I left?" Samael asked.

The man named "Satan" grunted in response. "No, that was not me. It would seem that the core has been breached. I'll have to go there immediately. Did Caleb contact you? He is with Luscev isn't he?"

Samael hoisted me up further and I felt his hold on me tighten. "No, he hasn't contacted me yet. Update me on the events will you?"

"I will," Satan replied.

Samael faced the open arched window of this castle and I briefly questioned his action of doing so when he raised his leg and placed his foot on the bottom side. Black leathery wings spread out from his back and I finally caught up on what he was trying to do.

"What do you think you're-"

"We're going on a trip in our favorite rocket ship~" his childish song cut through my statement of protest and leaped down.

The man ignored my complaints as he continued to sing things in which I do not understand and we soared up in the air. My sides were in a tingling loop and my feet and hands became cold as the wild winds engulfed us.

"Ho-hold me baka!" I shouted and shut my eyes closed.

Why do I feel like this had happened before?

"Are you scared?" Samael laughed.

"I-I feel nothing," I replied and attempted to keep my composure.

A vague voice of someone that I was sure that I have heard before sounded inside my mind. It was as if it was buried for a long time and was resurrected because of this triggering event.

"Your voice is shaky you liar! This just proves that no one can stay emotionless. You hide behind those walls and you were hidden from the eyes of the world thus this made you more fragile than anyone else."

"Liar liar pants on fire~" Samael chortled.

The pressure within me rose even higher as we soared at levels in which I have never imagined that they existed. I was shaking and my arms and legs were beginning to weaken. I feel as if I was going to fall and that my limbs were going to give up on me. I took in labored breaths and an extreme emotion of something that made me hold on to Samael to save my life occurred within me.

I don't want to die.

"I d-do not accept death. I reject it," I stated. "Do not let me die. If you do, I will never forgive you," I threatened the man but my somewhat occasionally stuttering tongue made it seem like I was establishing a weak and uneven ultimatum that cannot be taken seriously by anyone even if my impurity was at stake.

And it was.

Right after stating those words, we have stopped ascending and we have stabilized in one level in the sky. I could hear the soft chuckle coming from Samael and my eyes dared to its opening.

And there they were: the orange skies and the orange sea. A mixture of red and yellow that were framed by the creeping silhouettes of trees and mountains stood just at the side of the castle that scraped the sky with its pointed edge. A swirl of red and black clouds decorated the highest peak of the fortification and it was like the said clouds were bleeding from the puncturing point of the fortress.

What caught my attention the most was the bright yellow annulus that was cut in half by the horizon of the vast expanse of water. It caused my eyes to squint from staring at such illuminating object but I was drawn to it. It seemed so near and maybe if I could just extend my arm towards it, maybe I can get ahold of it.

My arm stretched forward and my gaze focused at my fingertips that tickled the image of the yellowish annulus. I can almost reach it. I just have to reach harder.

And farther...

Another hand joined my outstretched limb and my gaze fell upon Samael's eyes that looked at me...

And only me.

He didn't possess the usual smirk that he had. He just looked calm. He looked at peace and at ease. He seemed relieved even and the strands of his hair which were in every direction made him look even more elegant to the eyes.

His fingers intertwined with mine.

His eyes hypnotized me to gaze deeper into his pools of vision.

He was making me break every law that I was made to follow.

He was ruining the reason for my existence.

He was pulling me away from the ideology that I have obtained from the way I was raised.

He was trying to connect to my heart. He was attempting to build a bridge between us no matter how hard I try to destroy any means of having it created.

But I will still not allow his entrance. If he will fight hard for it I will fighter much harder for what I believe in. I was raised to be persistent. I was raised with such resilience and to be taken down so easily would put my family to shame. It would make my sacrifices be in vain.

"Hey Lucian...I don't want to play this game anymore. I'll bring your memories back now," Samael spoke and I narrowed my gaze at him. What memories?

"Stop saying such useless-"

The man placed a finger on my forehead and a wildfire of heated energy spread across my scalp and brought excruciating pain in my head.

Oh.

Oh...

Oh!

I blinked several times and looked around me.

Oh.

How embarrassing. I would have never thought that I would be saying such things again and Luscev had witnessed my dark side which made him promise to cooperate with his fathers.

I'll be expecting that.

And I shall keep my nickname of Slade of being Mister Defecation.

My past self really had a great sense of humor. I should have kept that.

But then...Peaches shouldn't have brought my memories back so early. He seemed to be having so much fun.

Maybe....

I should continue acting like I still had my memories lost.

"As I was saying; do not say such useless statements. I do not have memory loss. You are creating false statements. You should be ashamed of yourself," I stated and smacked Samael's face to the side.

For the first time in our entire relationship, I have never seen Samael so confused.

"What the...." the man stared at his index finger and shook it. "Finger, the heck is wrong witchu?"

Samael once again pressed his finger on my forehead and his power refreshed my memories. I continued to act as if nothing happened by slapping Samael for the second time.

"Baka."

"There is something definitely wrong."

"That would be your birth. I cannot imagine how much your parents did trial and error and still had an error till the end," I replied which caused the reaper to snort.

I caught a glimpse of a mischievous glint in his eyes which meant that I was succeeding in pushing the ex-reaper's buttons. I have never had Samael get angry at me except for that one time when we first met and he was searching for Buck.

I was going to enjoy this.

I definitely will.

"Great to have you back nephew but I dare say that I was enjoying seeing how flustered you were in Samael's hands. It is too bad that your memories are back so early," Uncle stated and sighed.

"I'll remind Ark's children to drop another diamond duck on my head for your satisfaction uncle."

"Fuckin hell, I'll have Satan return your memories then."

I raised a brow at him and pinched his nose in a painful and very very much painful manner. "Can't handle me? I should have known that you have been raised to become a wimp. You're nothing but talk and no walk."

Samael's jaw clenched and I found myself getting revenge for all of the things that he had done to my innocent past self. My past self did not have any chance against this masterpiece that I have created.

"That confidence gain there is real. Are you sure that you still have memory loss?" Peaches asked and the high sense of suspicion was in his tone.

"Mayday nephew, mayday. You should act embarrassed and frustrated still. This is accelerating too fast," Uncle warned.

"I do not have enough acting skills to be able to act embarrassed uncle," I stated. How does one do that? I do not have the capability to be ashamed.

"Hmmm wait, let me see. Maybe if I can mess up with your brain function a little we can work-"

One of the ancients inside my head panicked. "No King Caspian, that's the!"

"Heat switch," a female ancient sighed.

I gasped when I felt the swelling pain in my butt accompanied by a throbbing pleasure.

"Turn that off..."I gritted out.

"I'm sorry nephew, the switch disappeared. Don't worry, that'll pass. For now, just make love to your lovers," he wisely advised.

I let out a sigh inside my head. "That's the only option I have uncle. My heat won't be satisfied if I planted carrots with my lovers and use them as fertilizers."

But I will still try to make this difficult for Samael for he had plans of making my life strenuous when I lost my memories. But it would be an arduous endeavor with my tooshie being an obstacle.

Damn you tooshie.

"I wish to rest, I am tired," I told Peaches whose suspicions were temporarily silenced. He turned us around and back to the castle wherein he took us to a different window.

The room that he had taken us in was filled with paintings and drawings of...me. He placed me down on a soft mattress with black sheets and I made sure to avoid having the surface of my feet touch the bed. I can still control my powers but Samael's suspicion will grow if I wasn't being cautious and careful. I need to look as paranoid as possible for that was the past Lucian and I was aiming for that level of self-absorption.

Since my butt was in contact with an object it was now even more sensitized. I prevented a wince and swallowed a moan when Samael plopped down on the bed and caused the mattress to send the impact to my sensitized part. This was proving to be burdensome. Uncle was less talkative. I bet he was laughing along with all the other ancients in my mind. They were my audience in every aspect of my life.

How would you feel if you were being watched by 1000+ souls? I never really thought about it but I bet they were enjoying my agony. I was used to it.

The man's wings disappeared and he lied down with his arms behind his head. My eyes focused on Peaches' attractive armpits. He had nice armpits. Caleb and the twins had nice ones too as well as Luscev. I never really saw Raphael's pits but since the others had hairs on their pits would that mean that Raphael had feathers on his armpits?

I froze in place when I felt the lubricating fluids coming out from my orifice. I must maintain my emotionless expression. I was good at this before. I was sure that even the past Lucian can act as if nothing was happening even if his butt felt like it was being electrocuted with pleasure.

I was alarmed when Samael began to sniff the air and my heart skipped a beat when his eyes fell upon the wet bedsheet.

Yes, I was this wet during my heat.

I pulled my legs to my chest and made sure that my feet were flexed to prevent them from touching the mattress.

"Aww....why didn't you tell me?" He asked. I was surprised that he wasn't biting on the chance to tease me.

And I was touched.

My tooshie was touched as well if you can't tell. And it was begging to be touched from the way it throbbed.

I looked away from Peaches and acted embarrassed. "There is nothing to tell. I feel nothing,"I replied stubbornly.

The ex-reaper sighed and then took my leg without my permission. He grasped my foot and raised it to his face.

"What do you think you're doing? Do not do such foolish acts. Such things are impure and would lead you to your demise," I warned him monotonously.

The reaper grinned and then placed my foot on his lap. He then began to knead my tensed foot and worked his way towards my thigh in which his hands dangerously massaged near my now erect ling. Peaches had skillful hands.

I would like them on my tooshie.

I offered him my other leg and I saw him brighten up even more. "That's more like it. My service for tonight is free because you're being such a babe."

It was getting really hot.

My skin was dampening and with every second passing my sensitive parts were making themselves even more known because by now, you can visibly see the drenched part of the sheets underneath me and my erect ling was standing up and waving a hello to Samael. I can smell myself and I was sure that Samael can smell me too. I could see the poke of his own ling underneath his leather pants and it was poking to get free from its confinements.

"Hah fuck..." he murmured and halted his hands from moving. He shifted on his knees and then pulled me towards him by the thin fabric of my shirt before ripping the said shirt apart and shoving me down on the bed.

"I-I am pure! St-stay away from me!" I yelled at him.

No, please do more wild things Peaches. The wildness was turning me on.

The man snorted and I scrambled back in fake fear. "Seeing you like this...turns me on so fucking bad. I'll fuck the purity out of you," he snickered.

"Don't you dare touch me," I stated monotonously as I glared at him.

Please touch me here and here, I am ready to be devoured.

The man violently yanked my shorts off my hips and legs and I dared turn away from Peaches only to be pulled back and have my buttocks in his squeezing clutches.

"Haah!" Came from my mouth when the teasing man kneaded the sensitive lumps of flesh behind me. "Take your hands off-"

Even before I could finish my sentence Peaches did remove his hands but he replaced them with his slick tongue on my delicate ring of muscle. He licked and toyed with it using his tongue and fingers and made sure that I was wheezing and letting out trembling moans. He rammed his fingers in and out of my hole and gave my butt bites and smooches.

"Mmm fruity..." he chuckled and landed a strong smack to my bum that caused me to yelp.

Samael stepped down from the bed and then moved in front of me. He opened his zipper and his erect ling sprang out from his pants. Its nice, intoxicating and musky scent caused the submissive part of me to rub my cheek against it and give it a lick starting from the base up to the slit.

"Open your mouth and suck it," he ordered me and I obeyed immediately.

Just the thought of it inside of me was making me dizzy. Samael was thick and long. He was warm and hard. His ling was right there and throbbing and I wanted it inside of me. I want all of it inside of me. Every inch ramming in and out.

I sucked him like my life depended on it and when he was in the verge of exploding inside of my mouth, he volunteered to withdraw and turned me around. He parted one lump of flesh and prodded the tip of his ling against my hole. I rubbed myself against him and then without any warning, I rammed back and had my butt swallow his whole ling making him moan and immediately come inside of me. The pool of hot liquid was welcomed by my butt with a clench.

"Fucking hell. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," Peaches cussed and rammed back and forth without pause.

We didn't talk to each other. Our breaths and bodies spoke for us. We moved in synch and I let Samael dominate our play of in and out. It was a delicious feeling but we have reached the bittersweet peak of climax that ended the pleasurable height that both of us had. Samael withdrew and a white and sticky substance oozed out and trailed on my thighs. That was a lot and I came a lot too. Our abstinence was worth it.

I wobbly got out of the bed and then turned around. I forgot that I was dealing with a very observant man. I just demonstrated my advanced skills of controlling my power at will that only the present Lucian can do.

"You....you lied to me. I should have known that you already got your memories back you sly-"

I hid myself behind the curtain and peeked at Samael who was laughing silently. He didn't produce any sound as he chortled so much and every long silence ended up with a wheeze.

Samael's laughter was cut short when something sounded somewhere and an object called "phone" was brought out by Samael from his pocket.

"Yo smelly mutt, what's up?"

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