X-Men Fan Fiction ❯ The Demon and The Devil ❯ The Demon and The Devil ( Chapter 1 )

Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own these characters or the world they live in. This is a work of adult fan fiction in the form of erotic poetry. No disrespect or copyright infringement is intended and I make no money from this work.

 

Warnings: M/M sexual contact: hand job, oral sex.

 

The image in my head seemed artful…poetic even…light against dark…And The Muse struck me…

 

 

The Demon and The Devil

 

We drinking and de cards,

Dey don' like Remy none tonight.

He say we go somewhere,

Where it dark and no one see.

 

Ja, he will come with me.

I will show him the place

Where only I can reach --

My own limbo, between heaven and earth.

 

We so high up it make Remy dizzy.

We can see de lights and de people

Down below talking an laughing.

Dis an old church steeple wit' no way down.

 

He leans too far over the edge

And I pull him back inside.

He's had too much bourbon and he smells

Of smoke and something spicy.

 

He a shadow among de shadows,

His eyes glow yellow like de lights below.

His tail wrap `round Remy's waist

And his breath warms his cold skin.

 

I whisper what I want in his ear.

He smiles in the darkness and I

Can see the red of his eyes and

The flush of excitement in his pale cheeks.

 

Oui, Remy don' waste time, now.

He take his coat and spread it

Across de filth of small tings that live here,

A proper bed for demons and devils like we two.

 

Mien Gott! I would call upon

The Holy One, but what we do here

Has nothing to do with heaven no matter

How beautiful this fallen angel.

 

Remy not shy, he enjoy de night air

Like gentle kisses across his skin.

Your turn now, dark one, demon lover.

Remy wan' to touch you everywhere.

 

No prayers now, curses for my fingers

Made stiff and clumsy in my haste.

Ach, but I cannot move quickly enough

And his nimble fingers strip me bare.

 

A piece of de night, firm and hard

Beneath its soft velvet cov'ring.

Yellow orbs disappear as his eyes close,

The taste of beer lingers on his lips.

 

Even half drunk he moves like a cat

And he stretches out beneath me

Like some pale son of the moon

With eyes of blood and shadow.

 

Touch me, mon ami,

We come too far to hesitate now.

Remy is wantin' more

Den a few kisses in de dark.

 

Ja. I touch him, hungry for more.

Hard muscle and smooth skin,

So different from me,

But, this in my hand, is the same.

 

He not shy now, his hands

Dey touch everywhere

And his tail, it move against Remy

And he catch it in his hand.

 

Gott! He passes the spaded tip

Between his lips and I shiver.

He moans as I stroke him harder and

And my teeth find his neck.

 

Remy run his tongue across de ting,

Let him know what come later.

His teeth are sharp but Remy don' mind.

Dis feel too good to stop. Merde.

 

He explodes in my hand and his

Mouth does wicked things to my tail.

It is too much, too intense,

But it is not enough to sate my hunger.

 

His breath, it come hot and ragged.

Remy push him down on de hard floor.

Done playing now, gon' make him

Beg Remy to give him more.

 

He is stronger than I thought and

I struggle without knowing why.

I want this…want him…and I growl

As his mouth closes over me.

 

He curse and he moan and he talk

Of sin and devils and damnation.

He tink Remy don' understand it all,

But Remy know sin better den most.

 

I could almost believe that he will

Devour me whole with that clever mouth.

I can hold back no longer and imagine that

My soul is spent along with my passion.

 

De smell of sex and sulfur mingle

Wit' sweat and the stale scent of

De tings dat live here in de day.

And Remy swallow de salty stuff.

 

I taste myself on his lips and I wonder

At myself and how we must look

If only anyone could see in the darkness…

The Demon and The Devil.