The smell that came from her gushing veins was intoxicating.

He had woken up that night and saw the mansion had gotten even quieter. Each passing day the business and bustle of the once cold yet lively Asbjorn household had decreased significantly...

This time, however, the four of the most important people of his life were gone. The place felt even emptier than he could have imagined.

The servants who dared insult his beloved, the workers who abused and the people who made active efforts to take him down, were nowhere to be found.

Devoured, and executed.

All that was left were those too fearful to even so much as step one foot in the dark for fear their own shadow would devore them in his place.

However, from time to time he would still meet some brave individuals. They saw themselves as the last chance of this place. Beneath him was a particularly bold lady, his brother's former personal servant. In her hand was a sharp, poisoned knife.

She was trembling. She knew very well what would happen if she had failed.

He will show her what happens.

His muscly tendril wrapped tightly around her chest and waist. He could feel the subtle beating of her heart, her fear, her scent drove his instincts to Devore wild.

How he loved to sink his teeth into her neck, tear it to pieces. Pull out her insides and feast on them. All while she screamed and begged for his mercy.

He had to do this, but he hated it.

Her sobbing echoed through the kitchen, and he then remembered all her help in making sure they stocked the fridge with groceries for his brothers. As minor, as it was, it was still caring. He showed the trembling woman some mercy.

His tendrils moved to her neck and tightened until her face turned to a variety of colours. From red to blue to pale, her eyes grew glassy, foggy and empty, and with that, she knew no more and her struggle ceased.

Finally… he feasted.

Tore into her flesh piece by piece.

It did not taste as good as a living victim, but it satisfied him. He tore and ate, to satiate his desires. All the while, his mind went into so many places. How good he felt, how much in ecstasy he was in.

He.. wanted more... more.. more… more.

....

....

Alone.

He was alone.

He sent away the only family he cared for.

He got them out of his life; he made sure they would never hear a whisper of his name again.

The fingers of the woman were so meaty, so maddening to tear meat from. The very fingers he knew were used to wash the clothes of his little brother.

Loukas looked down at his work, a skull staring back at him with a mouth gaping in horror at what he did. Despite the lack of eyes due to them being his favourite part to eat, he felt the sockets judge him.

The blind sockets said, “You monster.”

Loukas looked at his bloodied hands. This was not the first time nor it will be the last. He had done this many times by now.

He felt himself falling.

Falling

Falling

Falling

…………

“Loulou, what are you doing up so late? It's midnight. Wanna party.”

The sound of the familiar peppy voice caused the beast to turn his attention to it.

Hide stood in the kitchen entrance, in that oversized t-shirt and their tiny pair of boxers that merely peaked from under the shirt. His long hair was a mess upon his head, he had only now gotten out of bed. He leaned at the entrance in the most casual manner possible. As if he had not walked in anything terrible.

His audacious smile warmed Loukas' heart, but Hide's scent made Loukas reluctant to approach for fear he may….

“H-hide, what are you-”

Without warning, the tiny goat boy approached him and hug him from the back as and let out a yawn.

“Can’t sleep? I can see that…” He gave a flirtatious grin, “Maybe a little of my milk would put you to sleep tonight.”

His warmth, his calm, casual light-hearted voice, what he said was gross but the fact despite everything…. Hide does not fear him.

He felt no repulsion towards him. Hide was not frightened, or even so much as apprehensive about Loukas’ current form and what he was.

Hide’s hands trailed on the bloodied man’s chest as he embraced him from the back. Loukas felt warmth and... loved.

Hide, no matter what, loved him.

Despite all he had done, he loved him.

Despite him only barely holding himself back from lapping at his flesh from its wondrous smell and taste... He loved him.

Despite all he had killed and led them to... Hide loved him unconditionally.

“Loulou... You’re crying. Sheesh, that's gonna mess up your clothes,"

Loukas wrapped his tentacles around the only thing that would ever fully accept him and embraced the goat beast-kin in a tight hug.

He felt water run down his face, his eyes stung, and suddenly he could not hold back his loud sobs. Loukas’ arms tighten around his boyfriend’s waist to feel him, to make sure he was there and not just his imagination.

He then felt soft hands running through his hair, almost untangling the knots within them. Hide, despite his love for talk was oddly quiet.

Was it something he said?

Had he grown disgusted?

Loukas looked up into his eyes and for the first time saw something he never thought he would see in the man.

Sympathy, and understanding

Those eyes were for him and him only.

Loukas’ mind felt fuzzy. He could not quite explain how he got from the kitchen to shower and dress for bed, other than a vague recollection of his body guided on autopilot.

He could not explain how he found himself in his large and soft bed, lying down next to the goat boy. His arms wrapping around the man from behind, it felt almost like nothing in the world mattered. With Hide’s body heat emanating from the front of him, Loukas felt warm.

Loukas opened his lips and asked, “Hide… are you... Asleep?”

“Nope,” the man said, as he turned around and nestled his face in Loukas’ chest, “not until I know you’re relaxed.”

There was a long silence between them, Loukas’ hands petting through Hide’s hair, Hide’s sleepy face nuzzled and burrowed into Loukas’ body. Loukas noted from the rhythmic rise and fall of Hide's chest the man may be on his way to falling asleep, he let out a cute goat like goat-like Loukas’ hand scratched around the sensitive base of his fluffy ear.

Taking in his scent, Loukas finally asked, “Do... Do you regret anything?”

“No, of course not,” the little goat-man said as his tail flicked lazily. “I’ve regret is for losers. You are fun... I have a best friend now. And a big, strong boyfriend who loves me. What more can I want?”

Loukas blushed a bit at the compliment. He honestly did not know what to say.

“Loulou... Do you regret anything?” Hide asked back.

“I…” Loukas now had time to think about it all.

“If you regret what happened to your brothers… I think you did the right thing... Getting them out of here.”

“Hide...... I feel if I had chosen differently maybe things would have been better... Maybe in another time, we would have met ... Like normal people… Maybe I would have been normal... Maybe my brothers would... Would be safer I just-”

They placed a finger upon his lips as Hide gave a stern look. “You can’t change shit. You have done your best with what you know. The universe is cruel, sick and gets off on people who regret shit. You did your best.”

Loukas held Hide tightly. It was difficult putting his words together. How did he feel? What to even feel?

“Loulou… I will ask again, what do you want?” Hide tiny hands were caressing Loukas’ lower abdomen, travelled down his chest, down his stomach, down near his…

His hands. His hand... every touch.

Loukas bites his own lower lips, suppressing a needy groan that was about to escape his lips as he planned his response. He wanted... something right now.

“What I want... I don’t care what happens to this city anymore, I don’t care what happens to me. I just want you Hide.”

Loukas pressed his lips against Hide and kissed him deeply. Their hands moved hurriedly under each other's clothing. Loukas slid his tongue into the kiss to taste his lover. He was so desperate to savour him. Hands touched and gripped their sides, tongues and lips caressing, bodies grinding against each other on the bed. The kiss finally and reluctantly broke as Loukas gasped out what he wanted, “I just want you to spend the rest of your days with me.”

Hide face was flushed to hell and back. Red and gasping for breath, from the intensity of the activity prior. He gave Loukas a genuine smile and said, “Thus to the end of my days I will be there… I will always be there, Loulou.”

Loukas laid down with a sigh, as he tried to cool down from the building heat until... Hide laid a kiss upon his neck and two small hands continued to move over his stomach, lower and lower until it was above his already stiffening member as it tented his loose pants.

“Is that all you want?” Hide purred, showcasing a sultry smile.

Then Hide straddled Loukas's waist and pressed himself him, causing Loukas to let out a poorly held moan.

Loukas stiffened and said, “You know... I.. haven’t done this before.”

Hide gave him a confident smirk. “Then let me guide you. We have all night long for this, you know. You did well enough when I sucked you off.”

He put his hands behind his head showing off his succulent body. “You want a taste of this meat, sweetheart?”

He wanted to do more than just taste.

Loukas placed himself on top of the older man as he felt Hide continue to grind again beneath him, sending sparks through his mind. With an unintentional growl, he replied, “You’re making my pants too tight… Of course, I would want a taste.”

Peeling off his lover’s shirt, Loukas' long tongue trailed across Hide's body, starting at the neck, and trailed down. The goat beast-kin's nipples flushed with desire as he felt Hide squirmed at his touches, as he licked, nipped and flicked them. The groans and gasps got Loukas even more excited and he bit one of the nipples, causing the man beneath him to suddenly arch against him, thrusting his hips forward, letting out a yelp.

Loukas trail his claws over Hide's belly, almost piercing through the skin as his tongue continued its teasing. All the while Hide squirmed under Loukas's grasp that held him down by the wrist.

He tastes soo good...

Hide's yelp of pain was perfect. The way his blood tasted in Loukas' mouth was beyond the meat from that servant.

“He he Horny guy. I know you're excited as fuck. Big hard, desperate,” Hide regained his focus as his voice became stern, “What I was trying to say was, get some lube, spread that on my ass and maybe you use those delicate fingers of yours for some fun foreplay. I'm not here to make your first time some dumb quickie.”

Loukas, pulling away from his licking, looked at his clawed fingers. Each digit had a sharp metallic nail attached, Hide now, much to his annoyance, was coming back from that fog pleasure to see the issue himself.

Loukas’ slimy tendril waved in front of the both of them, and Loukas saw a naughty smile spread over Hide's face.

"Loulou, I want you to use a little something of yours to make me scream."

And He will make him scream...

Loukas could only see stars as he found himself on top of the goat boy, tail flicking against his stomach, exhausted and painting under him. Loukas automatically buried his face into Hide’s hair, taking in his scent of musk, sweat, and cheap perfume.

“Thank you Loulou, good.. first… try,” the man muttered under him. He turned to face him. ”If you feel like round two, I'm here. haha.. ha...,” he said, nuzzling into Loukas’ stomach.

Loukas did not want to go back to sleep, even as his own eyes were dropping. Round two, right away?… A high insatiable libido his love had......

And so... He relented to another round.

Loukas feared if he slept he would wake up to an empty bed.

He was not sure at what point in the night it happened, but he did remember that he gave a soft kiss upon Hide’s lips and said, not even thinking, “I love you... Hide... I love you so much. Thank you... for everything.”

The world soon faded, he thought he heard the goat-man say back, “I... I love you too Loulou…..........………………………………… I'm so sorry.”

Loukas’ mind and body were too exhausted from that night as he sank into the inky abyss of sleep.

But he heard one thing.

Hide loved him.

Hide said it back to him.

Hide loved him...

When the sun broke through the clouds the next morning, two bodies remained intertwined, the larger monster wrapping himself in the secure comfort of the smaller goat man.

It was heaven, in this little part of hell.