One Shots

A Deal With The Devil (MxF)

Waking up with a jolt, Uriella found she had a splitting headache.

“What the heck,” she muttered as everything slowly came into focus.

“Yeah,” a deep voice said from somewhere in the dark room, “You’re going to have that for a while. It happens to all newbies.”

Ella instantly stiffened for three reasons:

One being that it was pitch black and she was on what seemed to be a...a bed?

Two being that there was a man in the dark with her while she was on this...bed?

Three being that, that said man sounded...hot.

“Thanks for that, doll face,” the voice said and Ella swore she heard a smirk in his voice, “You’re not so bad yourself.”

“Who are you,” she asked, her voice squeaking in fear.

She’d never been alone with a man before, her father had never even let her go on any school field trips for fear that there wouldn’t be enough supervision.

So to be in the dark...on a bed...with a man somewhere close...

Ella found it thrilling, her insides liquifying.

“I have many different names, many different titles, but you know me as Heavens’ most beautiful Angel, Light-Bearer, Morning Star.”

Ella gasped...and then frowned.

“You’re lying,” she said, “And why are the lights off? And where am I?”

The man chuckled before Ella heard something creak and footsteps fall across the room.

A moment later she was suddenly blinded, having to shield her eyes from the sudden onslaught of light.

“What the heck,” she tried to shout, but Ella wasn’t a shouter.

She never raised her voice. She never back talked, she never disrespected, and she surely never raised her voice and if she ever did...

She shivered at the thought.

Ella removed the hand over her eyes, blinking as her vision refocused with sight...and what she saw...

Well, it took Ella’s breath away.

Because standing against the wall across from her was the most beautiful man she’d ever seen.

And she had been alone...in the dark...on a bed while he was in the room...with the most handsome man in the world.

“In all of creation,” he corrected her thoughts.

“Oh, of course, sorr—Hey,” she frowned again and suddenly felt intruded upon, “You can’t just...read my thoughts, whoever you are!”

The most beautiful smile grew on the most beautiful set of lips on the most beautiful man to had ever walked the Earth—and Heaven, she guessed?

He nodded, “Yes, though not very many get a chance to see me in person. You’re quite lucky, little Ella.”

“So you’re...,” she couldn’t finish her sentence.

And then when she dared to think it she remembered what he ruled over and where and, “Am I in...H-E-double L?”

He laughed again, a nice loud belly laugh, but then nodded, “You are,” he simply said and the knowledge made her eyes tear up.

Why was she here? What had she done to deserve to be here?

Sure he was handsome to look at but this was...well, you know!

She wasn’t supposed to be here!

“Hmm,” he hummed with furrowed brows, “I’ve been waiting for you to awaken so that I could speak with you.”

“What do I...what’s...what should I call you,” she asked hesitantly, not sure if she believed him.

He smiled gently and that was weird because everything she’d ever heard or read about him said he was a bad guy...the most heinous villain they ever had been...so why was he smiling at her and being so gentle?

“As I’ve said I have many names: Lucifer, The Devil, Satan, Hades, Apollyon, Abaddon, Tempter, Ruler of Demons, Beelzebul, The Evil One...I mean the list is almost endless so pick your favorite,” he said as he scrubbed the facial hair at his cheek.

She felt her cheeks redden as she heard names for him she’d not ever remembered hearing before, “Polly.”

His face was deadpan, “Polly?”

She nodded, “You gonna tell me why I’m here now, Polly?”

He suddenly frowned, “Anything but Polly, Ella, please.”

“Luci,” she asked as she folded her legs under her.

He rubbed his face again and sighed, “How about Hades? That’s an easy one.”

She shook her head, “I like one that doesn’t remind me that you’re the...well, you know.”

“The Devil,” he smirked and walked closer to the bed, “Satan?”

She suddenly couldn’t find her voice as he put one knee on the bed as if he would climb on.

"Wicked one,” he said in a husky voice and went down on his palms and fully climbed on, only about two feet from Ella now.

And she could feel her cheeks redden and her heart felt like it was pitter-pattering right out of her chest as he moved even closer but she was rooted in the spot.

"Deceiver,” he whispered against her slender neck.

His lips pressed against her neck, and then her jaw, and then the corner of her mouth, ”Tempter,” he said as his lips hovered over her lips.

She let out a puff of air and tried to pray but the words were blocked.

“You can’t pray here, little Ella. There’s no God to save you here, only me but I’ll be your salvation,” he said and then kissed her fully.

He had stolen her first kiss and she—

She was surprisingly okay with that.

“Why are you here, Ella,” he whispered against her lips as he leaned away, ”Why is a good, sweet southern church-going, bible-thumping, God-worshipping virginal girl with a literal variation of an angelic name here in Hell, hmm?

“I...um...,” she tried to think but her mind was foggy for some reason but she knew she didn’t belong here. She’d done everything by the book, she was a good girl! She was still pure...hadn’t even touched herself though she wanted to and hadn’t even been kissed before.

“Care to take a guess,” he asked, the smirk making its way to his lips and he pushed her back against the pillows.

“Um,” she squeaked out, “I don’t deserve to be here. There’s been some mistake somewhere.”

He shook his head and pulled her long blue jean skirt off, “No, Ella. You’re in the right place and you know that. Take a guess as to why you’re here though.”

She shook her head, not wanting to even think the words let alone say them!

“Oh, come on, Ella. Nothings ever spotted you from thinking those thoughts before, hmm? And now suddenly the cats got your tongue on the subject,” he asked.

She still couldn’t answer though, but it finally hit her...

She did deserve this...a sin is a sin is a sin...and even if you repent and say you’ll never think those things again...if you don’t mean it...

He nodded as he listened to her thoughts, “Colossians 3:5, Ella. “So put to death the sinful, earthly things lurking within you. Have nothing to do with s****l immorality, impurity, lust, and evil desires. Don’t be greedy, for a greedy person is an idolater, worshiping the things of this world.“,” He recited perfectly.

“You want to be touched, little Ella,” he asked as he ran his large warm hands up her legs, skimming over the area she wanted him most.

She nodded, all inhibitions gone to the wind now that she was here and she knew she was staying.

“Tell me all the dirty things you thought,” he said as he pushed her shirt up her stomach.

Ella shook her head, it was one thing to think the thoughts...it was another to say them out loud.

“You had no problems saying it in the comfort of your bedroom, though, right,” he smiled devilishly as he pulled the shirt over her head, “Tell me what you thought of your pastor...‘Tall, gorgeously tanned skin, deep blue eyes, and a c**k that could split anyone in half?’”

She gasped and felt her face flushed as he recited the words she’d thought the time she saw her pastor for the first time after finding out that her best friend Lindsey had slept with him.

“That last part was Lindseys saying, not mine,” she defended her self as she averted her eyes.

He pulled her eyes back to his though, “And you couldn’t get the mental image out of your mind, could you? You thought about that gorgeous man’s c**k ramming inside of you for weeks after, didn’t you, little Ella? So pure in flesh, so sinful in thought.”

Ella bit her lip and let him pull her bra off. He was the first man to ever see her bare flesh this way and she felt her n*****s pebble under his gaze.

“But,” he said as he leaned down and took one of the buds between his teeth, pinching it a bit before letting go, “You’re 18, you deserve to know what a c**k feels like inside of you, wouldn’t you say?”

She would agree to anything if it meant having his mouth on her again, so she nodded.

He started kissing down her chest, down her stomach, stopping at her pantie line, “You deserve to know what having a man's mouth lick, suck, and bite all over you feels like, right?”

She nodded again, hoping he would give in soon. He must know how wet she is and how his words made her feel.

He ripped her panties off, literally tearing them apart before throwing the scraps on the floor, “You want to know something crazy,” he asked and with the snap of his fingers, he was completely naked, his c**k on display for her pure eyes to see...and drool over.

“I’m much bigger than Pastor Jake,” he said as he parted her legs and moved in between them, “Wouldn’t you like to feel me inside of you?”

“Please,” she whispered, her thighs shaking in anticipation, lust clouding her judgment.

This was the devil, she had to remember. He was a deceiver and he didn’t give unless he received in return, wanting much more. So what's in it for him?

“What’s in it for me, you ask,” he said with a chuckle, lining himself up at her entrance but moving the tip around the liquids that coated her, “I want you to give yourself to me completely, any time, anywhere, without saying no. Always compliant, always willing, always ready.”

It seemed easy enough. He was beautiful and had an enormous...

“Oh, come on, Ella. Think the word for crying out loud. You had no problem before,” he teased her.

"c**k,” she whispered.

“Very good,” he purred and made like he was going to push in and Ella gasped at the sudden intrusion but he quickly backed up before she felt anything real.

“One more thing,” he said with a wicked smirk.

Ella huffed out in annoyance but stayed quiet, waiting for him to drop the ball. She knew it would be a big one.

“I want you to have my children,” he said.

She frowned...

“Your children? I mean...how many,” she asked, surely popping out a few of his babies wouldn’t be too difficult.

“As many as we can make for eternity. It’ll be your punishment. Eternally horny, feeling like you do now for the rest of your existence, never being able to escape the feeling, no s*x, no masturbation...or having my spawn after spawn after spawn... Always pregnant, always making new children.”

“Having...demon babies,” she asked, a little unsure of if this trade was worth it.

One side of the coin was that she’d feel externally horny and have no way to satiate herself...always horny, no s*x, no nothing all the time.

The other side was eternal s*x, but also externally being pregnant...

“Will I be able to orgasm? Will my body get old and worn out after having multiple babies,” she asked, it was tough.

She’d always wanted kids but...being eternally pregnant...that was a little too much if there were no upsides.

“You may orgasm, multiple times if you’d like, and no, your body will always look like it does now. You will expand, your breasts will produce to feed and then all will return to normal until the next child is created.”

He was still poised at her entrance, ready to give her what she wanted...all she had to do was say the word...

“Why do you want so many children,” she asked and watched as he rolled his eyes.

“Does it matter? Do you want to be eternally horny or eternally satiated...and pregnant?”

She didn’t need any more time to think, her mind already made up from the start really, “Get me pregnant,” she quickly said, the pulsing in her nether regions too much at that point. There was no way in Hell she’d be able to live like that.

He nodded, “You, Uriella Coldspring, verbally submit to being my child bearer for all of eternity,” he asked formally.

She nodded, “I do,” signing the contract and his enormous c**k sliding into her was the ink on the page.

“Oh, God,” she moaned, feeling him fill her to the max but stretch her apart.

“Oh, Lucifer, now,” he chuckled against her neck as he rocked in and out of her.

“Fück me, Lucifer,” she whispered as she scratched her long pink nails down his back.

“Such a naughty mouth, Uriella,” he hummed but picked up his pace. He wanted to get her over the edge before he found bliss himself. He kept his word...usually.

But he was called a deceiver for a reason...you’ve always got to check the contract first.

She was in her own slice of Heaven completely unaware of what he had in store for her. She had an inkling that something else would come up but she couldn’t be bothered with it for now.

He was so big inside of her and he was almost too long as just about every downstroke had him hitting her cervix but he hit that sweet spot each and every time so the pleasure mixed with the pain and she didn’t care much.

“Oh, Lucifer! What is—I think I’m gonna—”

“Cüm for me, Ella,” he commanded through clenched teeth, pounding into her now.

It was like her body listened to him and only him now as at his words, she felt fire race from her s*x and spread throughout her body.

She felt blissful, truly blissful for the first time as she basked in the afterglow, still pulsing around him.

He was still rocking into her, hissing at the feeling of her tightening around him until he finally found his own bliss, spilling inside her tight and warm channel.

“We’ll try a few more times tonight to make sure you’re actually pregnant but I think that was a good one,” he said, still inside of her, his face at her neck again.

“Give me a few moments,” she asked as she tried to calm her racing heart.

“You get five minutes, nothing more. I want to hurry this process along,” he stated, pulling out and climbing off the bed before walking towards a door at the back of the room.

And suddenly Ella felt...used.

She hadn’t known what she thought this would be like...but for her, where she’s from, if you have children with someone you got married to them.

And Lucifer was making it seem like just a transaction.

“Because that’s all it is,” he said as he walked back into the room, “We are not together, you are not my wife, you aren’t even my girlfriend, Uriella. You’re carrying out your sentence and that’s it. Try not to expect anything else,” he said.

And her eyes went cloudy and she pulled the covers over her naked figure.

“Can you turn my feelings off then,” she whispered, maybe if he didn’t want to be with her then he could at least make her stop feeling or something.

“That’s not really in my jurisdiction,” he shrugged, “Just think of this as you getting yours and me getting mine. You ready?”

And just like she thought, at his words, her body felt like it had before he pushed in the first time.

“Yeah,” she whispered and let him pull the covers from her.

“Try not to feel so down, Ella. I’ll set you up in a nice room and I’ll come to visit you often,” he said with a smile and kissed her gently.

She didn’t want to...but she had to ask, “You promise?”

He nodded and lined himself up again, “I promise. Now, I won’t be going easy on you this time so prepare yourself,” he smirked.

Would he ever go easy on her again?

It seemed so unlikely now.