I am watching the rise and fall of my salvation..
There's so much shit around me..
Such a lack of compassion..
I thought it would be fun and games..
.
Instead it's all the same..
I want something to do..
Need to feel the sickness in you..
I feel the reason as it's leaving me..
No, not again..
It’s quite deceiving..
As I'm feeling the flesh make me bad..
All I do is look for you..
And when I fix, you need it too..
Just to get some sort of attention..
Attention..
What does it mean to you?
For me its something I just do..
I want something..
I need to feel the sickness in you.
Just make me bad.
Christian looked up at the tall building, a smile crossing his beautiful face. He just felt compelled to come to church today, for some reason. Even though it was Friday, which in all aspects wasn’t a normal day to visit a house of worship, Christian felt the urge to pray. He smiled over at Edge, who was wearing a delicious pair of tight leather pants and a sheer black shirt, which was completely unbuttoned. Christian had the right mind to fuck him right then and there in the middle of the street, but that would interfere with his plans for a little later. He tangled his fingers with the taller blonde’s as he dragged him up the steps to the huge twin doors at the entrance of the church.
Edge sighed deeply. He had never been one for religion. Hell, the most he knew was that he dated a gorgeous man named Christian, but the desire-filled look in Christian’s eyes made him think twice. He grinned, winking into Christian’s turquoise gaze as he playfully waggled his eyebrows, letting his tongue lick at his lips. Christian smirked to himself, Matt had told him incredible things about this particular church. That it brought out a different side in your personality. A deeper, darker side.
Christian scoffed lightly. Who needed religion? Not he. All he wanted to do was explore the possibilities of being mysterious, sinister, and perhaps even evil. A sigh left his lips as his eyes drunk in the colorful, intricate carvings and drawings on the walls and ceiling. One painting interested him in particular, of presumably Satan. Christian traced his fingertips over the carving, blinking as he interpreted the drawing in his mind. Obviously, Satan took on many forms, not just one being. Christian then frowned. What if God only created Satan to tempt his human creations?
Edge watched as Christian stood, his eyes sparkling with fascination as he studied the various paintings and sketches on the wall. When Christian’s eyes met his, a devilish smile lit up his face, a few locks of blonde hair falling over his face. He followed after Christian as he pushed open the doors, wrapping an arm around his lover’s waist as they took a seat in the back of the room.
“Why are we here?”, Edge asked Christian seriously, glancing around the church with a quiet sigh.
He wondered why the church was empty though, the heavy silence swarming around him like a gentle breeze. Edge shivered lightly, staring at the eerie statue of Jesus at the end of the aisle.
Christian smirked a bit, resting his hand on Edge’s thigh as he plucked a Bible from the holder in front of his seat. He cracked the book open, staring at its pages as his fingers idly stroked at the smooth leather material of Edge’s inner thigh. Christian could hear his lover’s soft sighs in his ear, shuddering as he felt Edge’s tongue snake out to lick at the outer shell, then reverting back to nibbling at his earlobe.
Suddenly, Christian felt it. A hot, firey sensation burning deep in your groin. Usually such a feeling would suggest the need for some sort of special cream, but this was different. It was a burning desire that needed to be fulfilled immediately, one so strong and insisting that it made his cock hard almost immediately. Christian’s eyes closed in pleasure as he felt his body throbbing in need. He moaned softly outloud, trailing his fingers down to the crotch of his jeans, biting his lip as he kneaded the rock-solid bulge in his pants.
Edge lifted an eyebrow as Christian began touching himself, watching the Bible he held flutter to the ground, tearing some of the pages. Edge moaned, a little breathless as he kept his green eyes on Christian’s restricted hardness as his fingers teased at himself. Edge felt his cock began to stiffen as well at Christian’s mischievous actions, grinning as he knew what his lover needed. A good fuck.
When Christian opened his eyes to lock on Edge’s heated gaze, his eyes momentarily glittered with red flames, his expression purely evil. For a second, Edge was worried for his love, but when Christian smiled and took his hand, he let out a sigh of relief. He reached over to kiss Christian, wanting to taste the pleasant sweetness of his lips, blinking as the smaller man pushed his hands away. Surprisingly, Christian roughly grabbed him by the hair, pulling the taller man’s mouth to his.
“While we’re here, I’m in control, not you..”, Christian hissed against Edge’s mouth, yanking him closer for a searing kiss. When Edge went to wrap his arms around him, Christian broke the kiss by shoving him backwards to sprawl out against the back of the bench. A haunted, crazed look flashed in Christian’s eyes as he wagged his finger at Edge, admonishing him for not following directions with a dark smile.
“Obviously you didn’t hear me..”, Christian leaned closer to come within inches of Edge’s face, “Do only what I ask of you..”, with his last words he cruelly slapped his lover, his palm stinging with the impact.
Edge winced, biting his lip to keep from touching his cheek, which was brutally cut open by one of Christian’s numerous rings. The gash was deep, blood already dripping down the side of his face.
Edge frowned. He had never seen Christian like this in all the years he had known him, but something about this church seemed to turn his lover into a different person..
Christian smiled and gingerly drug his fingers through the seeping cut, bringing his hand up to his mouth to lick the plasma clean from his fingers. He wound the same hand in Edge’s soft, blonde hair, uninterested in his lover’s surprised gasp as he yanked him down to his crotch, grinding himself against Edge’s exposed cut.
“Suck me.. Now.”, Christian breathed, running his tongue over his lips as his eyes burned with flames. Edge kept his gaze to the floor, slightly lifting them to eye Christian’s straining erection pushing against his face. Edge reached out to unzip Christian’s jeans, listening to the tiny ripping sound as the metal rectangle trailed down the zig-zag path. He pushed the article of clothing down to Christian’s ankles, helping him remove the pants and toss them to the carpet.
Christian’s cock was not only lengthy, but quite thick as well, and he knew it took a lot of effort to even get 2/3 of it into his mouth. With Christian’s urgings, Edge snaked his tongue out to lick the pearly beads of cum from the tip of his lover’s cock. He timidly wrapped his fingers around the base, kissing softly at the small patch of fragrant blonde curls before dipping down to lick at Christian’s balls. Edge took one into his mouth, marveling in how warm and heavy it felt against his tongue.
Christian groaned and wrapped his fingers around his own cock, smearing his pre-cum against Edge’s cheekbone, dabbing the tip in the bloody cut. He saturated the head of his cock with the older man’s blood, smirking as he pressed his cock to Edge’s lips. Christian bucked his hips up towards Edge’s mouth, sighing contently as he felt the taller man’s tongue run up and down the expanse of his shaft, moaning as he felt the velvet heat of his lover’s mouth closing over his cock..
Edge grimaced at the taste of his own tart, coppery blood, swirling his tongue around the tiny slit, suckling at Christian’s cock head. After a few moments of getting used to, the unfamiliar taste of his own blood mixed with his lover’s pre cum had quite a sweet taste, one of uniqueness and possessiveness. The feeling of knowing he belonged to someone was overwhelming, and he knew the flavor would only be his and Christian’s.
Edge attempted to slowly work Christian into his mouth, but the hand pressing insistently on the back of his head forced him to take it all. He moaned around the thickness of Christian’s cock, slightly shocked that he could deep-throat him without gagging. His fingers pumped Christian’s cock into his mouth as his tongue slid up and down the underside, the veins throbbing and pulsing with relentless desire.
Soon Edge worked a simple rhythm, bobbing his head up and down quickly as Christian jerked on his hair, guiding him on his cock. Within a few moments, Christian felt himself close to spilling over, but he didn’t want to ruin the fun just yet. He pushed Edge away from his groin, moaning at the loss of the incredibly wonderful heat of his lover’s mouth.
“I wanna fuck..”, Christian licked his lips, watching as Edge sat back in the comfortable seat, busy with undoing his pants.
Christian placed a hand over his lover’s, a tiny sneer crossing his features, “I didn’t say you could remove your pants..”, his gaze burned a hole into the taller man’s eyes, “Besides, leather looks so hot on you..”, Christian smiled sweetly. The thought of fucking in a church brought evil thoughts into his mind. Thoughts he had never realized he could think.
Edge nodded, gulping back a sigh as Christian knelt down to slide his pants to his thighs, freeing his raging erection. He bit back a moan as he felt Christian’s fingers enclose around his cock, stroking him in his hand. Christian turned around to rest his hands on the back of the seat in front of him, supporting his weight as he lifted his ass in the air.
“Fuck me..”, Christian moaned out, glancing back into his blonde lover’s eyes. Edge bit his lip nervously, briefly searching around the room to make sure no one was watching. Well, if they’d gone this far, there was no stopping now.
As Christian’s round, perfectly gorgeous ass waggled in his face, his resolve completely disappeared. Edge moaned softly, placing his hands on the firm cheeks of Christian’s ass, slowly spreading them apart.
He didn’t want to alarm Christian, so he gave his hips a gentle squeeze before lowering his mouth to his tiny opening. His eyes closed in pleasure as he drug his tongue up and down the tiny slit, lightly nibbling at the sensitive patch of skin against his sack. Christian shuddered against him, gasping as he felt the heat of Edge’s tongue slowly working into his entrance.
Ripples of ecstasy quivered throughout Christian’s spine, immediately turning his body into jelly. He spread his legs a little wider, allowing the wet, invading tongue to push even deeper, as he moaned out his approval. The feeling of Edge’s mouth on his ass was just amazing, pleasure radiating throughout his body as the tip of his lover’s tongue dabbed against his prostate. He ached to touch himself, feeling his cock throb as it bobbed up and down with the rhythm of thrusting his ass back against Edge’s lips. The taller man knew Christian was ready to be fucked, tasting his delicious entrance one last time before pulling away.
Christian growled, his eyes heavy and lust-filled as he looked over his shoulder. Edge’s cock was jutting up between his legs, pre-cum already dripping from the tip. Edge looked at Christian in a haze, his emerald eyes sparkling with desire. He wanted to be inside of Christian as soon as possible, to feel himself spill deep inside of his sweet ass as the smaller man rode him. Christian seemed to sense this, and backed up to sit in Edge’s lap, purposely facing away from him so his eyes could concentrate on the huge statue in the front of the church. He wanted to show Jesus how sinful he could be, and completely laugh in the face of God.
As Christian slowly sunk himself upon Edge’s cock, his eyes fluttered shut. The feeling was indescribable, the smooth leather material of Edge’s pants chafing against his ass was simply remarkable. Heat rose throughout his body, staining his cheeks a bright red, and making his skin unbelievably hot. Sweat dripped from Christian’s temples, his entire body slicked with perspiration as he began to slam himself upon his lover’s cock. His bottom lip trembled as he clenched his fists tight at his sides, his hips jerky as he rocked back against Edge.
Edge groaned. His eyes falling shut as he planted a hand at Christian’s hip, nearly sobbing out as he pushed up into the scorching heat of Christian’s ass. He buried his nose in the sweet-scented waves of hair falling down the smaller man’s back, losing himself in the sensations whirring around him. As Edge thrust harder and harder at Christian’s urging whimpers, warm whispering blew in on a breeze.
“Fuck him harder..give him what he wants.”, a deep, odd voice murmured in Edge’s ear, disappearing as soon as it appeared. Edge’s brow wrinkled in curiosity, gasping aloud as he felt Christian’s sweat-slicked fingers brushing against his thighs.
Edge was thrown deeper and deeper into the realms of passion, nearly shivering as his teeth nipped at Christian’s ear. He complied with the strange voice, grasping his lover’s waist tightly as he filled Christian with his length again and again. Breathless moans filled the walls of the church, Christian bouncing forcefully onto Edge’s lap as his own hand stroked his cock.
Suddenly, Christian’s back arched violently, his mouth bloody as his teeth chewed through his lip. He jerked his cock furiously, choking out a gasp as his serious turquoise eyes snapped open, burning straight into the statue ahead. He heard his lover’s broken, ragged moaning in his ear, Edge’s muscles clenching as he came. Edge released deep in Christian’s ass, slumping against his lover’s back as he breathed deeply.
Intense fever swiftly won over Christian’s body as he trembled helplessly, cum spurting out of his cock. Christian locked eyes with the sculpture, blinking intently until his eyes slipped closed. Christian felt it. He was possessed. By a being of evil and nonchalant concern. He felt like he was being thrown off a cliff, into the bottomless depths of his mind. Then, abruptly, the feeling was gone. Christian struggled to breathe, his airways clogged with shock and fright. He somehow managed to suck air in, the oxygen seeping in through his mouth. Then everything went black. His whole body went limp as he collapsed against Edge, his eyes rolled back in his skull.
Christian sighed out, slowly opening his eyes a few moments later. He turned to look over his rounded shoulder, meeting Edge’s concerned gaze.
“You okay, angel?”, Edge lifted an eyebrow, kissing softly at Christian’s back as he ran his fingers up and down his lover’s arm.
Christian’s vision blurred, suddenly clearing as he stared into the hopeful sparkle of the jade eyes that belonged to his one and only. Christian nodded, smiling slightly as he felt Edge’s soothing lips pressed against his skin.
Wordlessly, Christian slid from Edge’s lap, feeling his lover’s cock slip from his body. He zipped his pants and carefully pulled his shirt back on, his body still trembling. Edge watched as Christian dressed, pulling his leather pants up and buttoning them closed. Edge gently grabbed Christian, pulling him close for a soft, lingering kiss. Christian softly moaned against his lips, trailing his finger against Edge’s cheek, seemingly startled at his cut.
“I--I’m sorry, I dunno what came over me..”, Christian sighed, snuggling in Edge’s warm embrace as his lover’s lips brushed against his brow.
Edge took his hand, leading Christian out of the church. In a way, he was relieved that they were leaving, this church absolutely scared him. Something happened to Christian while they were visiting, it was like he wasn’t himself. Edge shivered, opening the doors and stepping out into the warm sunshine.
Christian sighed, taking one last look back at the statue of Jesus. He swore he saw the statue grin wickedly before he turned, shuddering as he dropped a crisp fifty-dollar bill into the collection plate on the way out.
As soon as the doors slammed shut behind him, the entire church was thrown into darkness. A quiet, mocking voice laughed in the silence. The bright, sapphire eyes of the statue burned in the dark, chuckling evilly as a smile lit up the stone face. The only thing better than being Satan was representing God, even if it was only a statue..