This story is for @kellysimagines
18+ sexual situations and language. Not work safe read.
Welcome to the new world. It's new laws, it's new order. The law was chaos and the order was complete disorder. The land was no longer green and lush, but dirt and rot with a forever red sky disbanded of hope open forever wide above it.
Not all was lost though. Somehow you were alive. Chosen to survive. You were special to someone or more of a something called the cooperative. . . and so you lived in hiding.
In this underground hell that kept you breathing. As you walked through these candle lit halls all in grey watching as purple lost sould twisted by lust, greed, envy, gluttony, and pride pass from room to room.
Mostly you avoided these people to the best ove your ability. There were always things to do that kept you out of sight, and out if mind for the most part. You were so invisible to them that you started to enjoy your new little life here, but soon that would change.
One day suddenly and without warning he arrived. Michael Langdon. The man you knew before all of this. The man you thought you lost forever through violence and rage.
You hid from all sight. Watching him sooth and terrify these people with sweet promices of sanctuary and then ripping it from them talling them only few could be saved.
You saw him interview take one by one for an interview to find the worthy and stayed out of sight hoping he didn't have a list of names as time passed by.
Eventually you heard through whispering walls the plan to kill all with poison apples like wicked witches and watched as victims died horrible deaths. The night ended with a gunshot and silence.
Only then did he finally find you. Only then did he see.
As you drifted through the empty halls he stepped out from a corner to meet you. "Hello little pet." He said. His velvet voice was hypnotic as you stood before him shocked.
"You Don't really think that you've been able to hide from me for this long do you?" He smirked at you as you took a step back from him. " I brought her back again you know. She couldn't remember a thing. She didn't even remember you at all. Not that it matters now. With the world the way it is outside she's dead again."
The witches! One in particular, Madison. The blond headed bitch. Michael found out how deep your rage and power ran over her.
You were a witch as well and Michael was very aware of this, but in the past he could never get you to show him what your gift was. He Only knew it was very dark.
Before all of this you and Michael were rather close for a time. You adored him and he adored you. He liked to listen to you and find out all of your knowledge on the occult and of his father. Of course you didn't know he was the son of the devil at the time.
You had given yourself to him and he had given you every pleasure you could imagine. His sex was the only kind you could imagine. You never thought he would hurt or betray you. But he did.
He has tried again and again to get you to show him your power. Each time You turned him down. It took an act that gave you heartbreak that finally get you to show him.
He had brought a witch back from hell. You knew who she was from television but never wanted the displeasure of meeting her. Even on T.V. she seemes like a snob. But you tried to deal with her until that horrible day.
You found them. She was all over him and he seemed to be enjoying every second of her attention. She was on her knees when you opened the door doing giving him every trick she had.
When she realized you were there her eyes cut to you. She never pulled him out of her mouth but smiled at you instead. Knowing how you felt about him. His head leaned back with his eyes closed, he wasn't aware you were there.
Rage filled your heart and blinded you. Jealously is a powerful weapon. Michael opened his eyes in time to see why you hid what you could do from him.
A black fog rolled from your body spreading and searching its way across the floor. The floorboards rotted as the fog touched it. Creaking and turning colors as it drifted from you.
Madison stood backing away. "What the fuck is this? Cut it out freak." But you were bent too far to care anymore. Michael stood perfectly still watching.
"Make her stop!" Madison cried. She had backed into a corner with nowhere to run. This is when he saw it.
The fog slowly reached her feet. Her pretty shoes started falling apart at the seems. And as it crept to her legs her skin broke out in blisters and rashes and turned from pale to green and purple with sickness. She began to cry and scream in pain.
As the fog traveled up her body she started to cough. Her lungs were decaying inside if her chest and by the time it reached her face her eyes and ears were already bleeding.
Her death was slow, agonizing, and horrifying as you finally took the time to explain your power to Michael. "It's called Et Interitus. I have the power of plague and decay. The smoke that comes from my body can do anything from knocking people out to killing them. Obviously you can see now why I hide it."
Madison now was nothing more than a corps in the corner. Disfigured and disgusting to see. Michael watched as the fog disappeared before him. It had made a circle around where he stood leaving one part of the floor in perfect condition while the rest was black and bent.
"It's beautiful." He whispered looking at the devastation. "You're perfect." He looked from the floor to find you in front of him. " Nothing about this power is beautiful, and you will never see it again."
You grabbed his face as the fog came from your hand and he collapsed in front of you in a deep sleep, and a tear slid down your face as you left the room.
Until now that had been the last time you had seen him. His hair his style and even some of his demeanor had changed sense that day. He was much darker and more aware of himself now.
"I was the one who placed you here. I've known you were here this whole time." His hand reached out and touched your sleeve. "They should have made you one of their purples. You are by far the most powerful and important person here."
You tried to pull your sleeve away from his hand, but he grabbed your wrist and walked you backwards aginst a wall. "Don't run away from me again. Please."
"What do you want Michael?" You glared deeply into his beautiful eyes. He grinned to you leaning his head down. His lips almost met yours and you felt a longing to be touched and kissed by him.
"I. Want. Everything." He whispered against your lips. " I want you to be with me. To use your power freely to be the beautiful creature that you are. I want you to give me all that you have." Michael pressed his hips aginst you pinning you to the wall. His member hard through the fabric of his cloths. "And I want more."
His toung slid between his teeth and touched your lip before he wound you around himself diving into a deep kiss. His free hand grabbed your leg pulling it around his waist as he moved his hips into you.
Did you Want this? Did you really know? Fight him or fuck him. What was the right choice? What was your choice? So many questions as your mind began to fall into the void of lust. It had been Michael who had even touched you last. Having him now was maddening.
"Fight him" a small vioce in your head whispered. "He only wants to use your power. The moment you're useless you are dead." Slowly your free hand reached the side of his face as fog started to appear.
Michael giggled "That won't do the trick anymore. I'm much more powerful now." He let go of your wrist to grab your other leg and pull it around him pushing you harder aginst the wall.
"Are you afraid of me?" He said in a soothing voice. " You shouldn't be. I want to keep you by my side. My little pet. My everything. I'll give you all that you want and more."
He began to kiss your neck and move his hips against you again. "I want only you. Please stay with me and we will rule the world."
He pulled away from the wall carrying you to his room. As he walked through the door it closed behind him.
He placed you on the bed. You wanted him. Needed him. You had nothing else to lose and everything to gain. Why not?
He slid his hands up the gray dress caressing your thighs and griping your panties to pull them off ever so slowly.
"What do we have here." He cooed. You sat up on your arms to look at him as he flipped your dress upwards and quickly dove into your center.
A scream left you as his toung found your every pleasure. The more you moaned and moved the more he commanded from you. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair pulling it as he ran claw like fingers down your legs.
You begged him to let you cum for him and He let out throaty laughter between your thighs vibrating your center and driving you mad. He kept going making you wait until you no longer had control.
The moment he noticed you were seconds to climax he moved swiftly plunged his cock inside of you to cum on.
You were tight around him as he placed his length inside feeling every second of your extacy, and then he began again.
He worked you slowly at first. Enjoying how wet you were and how sensitive you had become. You cried out beneath him. Each time his thrust became stronger. Your moans and whimpers excited him more and more each time he heard one.
He leaned in penetrating you perfectly and let out his own growl in your ear. Your legs instinctively wrapped around him as you reached your hands up us back. "More." His voice rumbled "Cum for me again." He demanded.
He slowed down putting more power into each stroke now. Pumping in and out making you scream and claw at his back. His cock began to pulse inside of you pulling almost all the way out before slamming inside again.
"Cum for me now!" He roared as he pushed every last inch inside of you his orgasm fulling you up.
A powerful orgasm ripped through you at his command as your hips buckled out of their own will rocking you against the hilt of his shaft.
Michael looked at you. His eyes were other worldly as he smiled. "Stay with me and I will give you every pleasure you wish for. Help me rule over this world and I will be yours."
The devil always did have a hell of a way with making deals. Leave it to his son to be just as clever.
You laid there his member still resting in you. His seed mixed with your wetness making you aroused again. He knew this of course. You liked feeling dirty sometimes. You liked the bit of fear that kept you on edge. You wanted him to fuck you and fill you more. You wanted everything he could give you. Anything as long as it was him.
"I will be yours." You said pulling him closer sliding him all the way inside of your sensitive core. "I will rule this world of chaos with you." You began riding him from beneath as he was motionless above you giving you control. "But you will give me your loyalty in return. You will be mine and only mine." You quickly began to get close to bliss again pooling in moisture between your legs and aginst pelvis. "That is my deal with you my devil. My king. I will only bow to you and you will only bow to me."
Your head leaned back as he began to thrust his manhood again pushing his sex deeper inside as he bacame harder and harder. "Making deals with the devil is naughty little pet."
His erection began pulsing in need for him to ejaculate soon as he fucked you with deep long strokes.
"You made your contract and I will grant it. I am yours."
"Now my queen, give me my crown."
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