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"Since I'm one of the good guys, I'll give you some time to sit back and relax. You're just a useless fuck who made a little too much noise." August spits out the words, venom in his tone and wrath in his onyx eyes. The man groans in pain, head lolling back. He's too far out of it all, he's lost so much blood already. And in that hazy stupor, he sees a pair of demonic eyes stare back at him.

August leaves the basement, walks around the courtyard garden and back into his house. His family living in the house isn't even aware of the existence of the basement and it's better if it's kept that way. That's why it's entrance is not inside the house.

He slips into Ria's art room, turns the shower on and washes off the blood and grime stuck to him. He silently watches the blood going down the drain, doesn't bother cleaning the tiles. It mixes together with the rest of her paints anyway.

He steps out of the bathroom, making his way down the hallway with a towel wrapped around his waist and drying the underside of his jaw with another hand towel. He watches as a sleepy Ria makes her way down the glass stairs and smiles.

She spots him fast. "August? What are you-"

"Why are you up at this hour my love?" He asks as he makes his way to her. Ria's dressed in a black cashmere that belonged to him. It looked better on her if he's being honest. The sweater's wider shoulders are loose on the her, revealing her milky skin and a glimpse of a pretty collarbone. Ria didn't seem to be wearing any shorts, the ends of the sweater resting till her upper thighs and August couldn't suppress the pleased hum that escapes the back of his throat.

Ria was pure sin, and August would beg any god to keep committing it.

"Why are you still working?" She asks with a pout, letting August wrap his arms around her. She calms a little at his familiar scent around her. August rubs their noses together. "Sorry baby, did I wake you?"

She shakes her head, "No, it wasn't you. I think, I heard something? I don't know, like someone was screaming.."

He tuts, holding her closer. "Must have been a nightmare, baby." He presses a light kiss on her lips. "You've been working yourself too hard these past few days preparing for your upcoming exhibition, your mind is playing tricks on you."

She rubs her sleepy eyes with a sweater paw, nodding slowly, "... Maybe." Her other hand caresses the tanned skin of the chest in front of her. "But what if it wasn't a nightmare? Maybe... Maybe it's a thief or something?"

August frowns before gently taking hold of Ria's hand— his careful touch and soothing voice a stark contrast to the devil he was just moments ago below them. It's better this way, better if Ria never finds out he's the one causing these screams. He picks up Ria in his arms and carried her back to their bedroom.

He sets her down on the bed, his intense gaze focused on her every movement. As the human lies down on her side, a shyly tinged cheek resting on the soft, white pillow, August dims the light of their room slightly before sitting beside her frame, a hand resting on the curve of her waist.

"Do you want me to stay here until you go back to sleep, baby?" August asks, voice so soft and smooth— it was like lush chocolate, divine and rich that makes her tremble, pleased. "I'll stay with you. Whatever you want, I'll do it."

Ria giggles, August's eyes fall on her pink, moist lips. She's been using the lip balm they got from Italy, it's fruity taste always leaving August to imagine only dirty things.

"You're so silly sometimes." She says, rubbing her cheek further into the pillow. For now she's happy August is here with her. Ever since they came back from Italy, August has been drowned in his work, neglecting both of his babies unintentionally.

"You know I won't let anything happen to you, right?" He says, brushing a few strands of his angel's soft black hair aside, tucking them behind her ear.

"I know," Ria yawns. "M-Maybe I was just having a nightmare."

"Yeah, maybe. You should go back to sleep now baby."

Ria yawns again. "What about you? Aren't you coming to bed too?"

When she asks him like that, her doe eyes wide and sweater rolled up to her waist, it's hard for him to resist her. "Not yet, baby. I still have some work to finish. But it'll be quick, I promise."

Ria pouts but let's go off his arm. "Okay,"

"Don't be upset now my love," he places a kiss on her nose and now that he's this close, he can't stop. He kisses down, at her cheek, at the corner of her lips and then at her jaw. And Ria lets him. She always lets him do whatever he wants.

"August-" She sounds so breathless. August hums against her flushed skin, tracing her collarbones with his lips. "Yes baby?"

That earns him a whine as Ria pulls him closer by his neck. The demon chuckles fondly and presses his mouth against those innocent pink lips— it tastes a little of cherry, and on Ria's lips, it reminds him of luscious wine— an ambrosia that makes him weak and breaks his self-restraint in half.

"August," she whispers and captures his lips again. Ria swears she can feel the demon's big hands travelling down from her waist to her thigh, pulling the sweater up to caress her skin. She didn't wear any shorts that night, wanted to enjoy the feel of the cottony blankets on her skin— now, she thinks she's made the right choice if it meant having August touch her like this. "Ah— baby—"

"A little distraction, aren't you, love?" August presses a kiss at the corner of her lips and she giggles, bending her leg so that August could see the way the sweater falls back, revealing her thigh and all that skin and he groans, eyes darkening under the dimly lit room. "Baby,"

"Mm," Ria tilts her head to the side, like a seductive peace offering. August bends down and sucks hard on the exposed neck. The human shudders, a wave of pleasure washing over her and she instinctively bucks her hips up. "Ah—!"

"Ssh," August blows at the growing bruise, a pretty pink to red mark on his angel's pale skin. Absolutely stunning. "Behave, baby."

"Nng," Ria whines again and pouts at the demon, obviously displeased at the situation.

"I have work to finish, remember?" He chuckles, pressing a comforting kiss on her lips. "Maybe if you're good for me, I'll play with you while you sleep like a lamb later."

Ria's cheekbones turn bright red at the thought of being subjected to his mercy while in her dreams. She pulls a hand back to cover her mouth shyly, trying to poorly conceal a moan at the thought.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" August massages the muscles on her exposed thigh, hand moving further and further up until they rested on her ass, a finger slipping inside to tease her hole. "You want to be my little plaything?"

Ria moans when August curls his finger. "Yess!"

He adds a second finger. "Fuck look how perfect you are."

Ria shakes her head. "No uhm,"

"Hush," August traces the entrance of her hole with his finger, "You're perfect, baby, absolutely perfect." He seals the mantra with a kiss Ria happily returns.

"August," she breathlessly says, hooded eyes looking up at the demon.

"I love you," August promises, kissing her again. But there's not enough kisses in this lifetime to show his emotions. "I love you— always have and always will, my dear."

Ria smiles like the beautiful human that she is and cups his face, cradling the devil with tender and unstained hands, "I love you too, so much." She shyly confesses, a light pink blush dusting her cheeks like she was confessing for the first time.

August begins to detach their bodies, pressing soft kisses all over her face. "Go to sleep baby, I'll be with you shortly."

She blinks her droopy eyes awake just for a little bit longer, "A-And... what if I have a nightmare again?"

August smirks. "It won't happen again, baby." He promises as he takes her hand, placing a kiss on the back of it, sealing his words into a promise. "I won't let the nightmare wake you up ever again."

Ria nods and sleepily yawns, stretching a little before curling into a ball on her side, her usual position. August adjusts the soft blankets and kisses her cheek once more.

"Sweet dreams, beautiful." He whispers, his velvety voice making her smile in her peaceful slumber. The demon brushes his knuckles gently over the soft cheek once more before quietly standing up and leaving the room, closing the door softly behind him. Shutting away the little bit of heaven he stole for himself like the selfish evil force of power he is.

His face hardens as he dresses himself up and makes his way back to courtyard, he unlocks the basement door again and makes his way down to where his uninvited guest sits tied to his chair.

The man still has his head down, possibly passed out from all the blood he had lost. August twists the towel in hand tight enough before slapping the man awake with it.

He jerks and seconds pass of unfocused gazing around the room before he finally remembers where he is. He looks up in horror to see The Devil grinning at him wildly.

"Good Morning officer," August's eyes turn back to the onyx voids. "Tonight is the night you die."

The man's face curls up in fear and frustration. He cries out, squirming to get out of the rope.

"Unfortunate, I know. Should've thought of it before you sneaked into my house and went through Ria's belongings, shouldn't you?"

The man shakes his head. "I'm sorry- Im I didn't know-"

"And that isn't the only thing you did am I correct? You've been after her for years, harassed her, stalked her and shamed her in front of your colleagues. You think she didn't tell me all that? I still chose to spare your life because as I've said before, l'm a good guy." August doesn't sound human anymore. There's this dangerous aura that rolls off of him.

"But you dared to break into our house when we were on a vacation? Come on Sanchez, is that how desperate you are? You went to the closet, your smell is in every single one of her stuff, the bed and the shower. You thought I wouldn't find out?"

Sanchez, the officer who had arrested her a few months ago now shook in unimaginable fear as he watched the black horns curl out of August's head.

"That's what you thought. You thought I'm a dumb fucking human like you are, that I would've never guessed it. So tell me, where are the pieces of Ria's clothing that you stole? You took some things with you, didn't you?"

Sanchez can't answer. He shakes in his spot.

August smacks the man with the towel in his hand. Sanchez whines in pain as his head snaps.

"You don't get to make a fucking sound!" He roars. August grabs the man's jaw and starts shoving the bloody, dirty towel down his throat. The man chokes as the towel is pushed further back inside his mouth. He's gagging now and he can't breathe, his eyes rolling back in his head momentarily.

"You're going to shut up now. I'm not through with you yet." August hisses, still smiling but his voice is a frenzy now. He's pumped, agitated and brimming with uncontrolled anger. "You stole pieces of her clothing and took them with you, to do I know very well what. Your mistake was you thought you'll get away with it."

"You're going to cooperate with me so we can end this quickly. I have to sleep, you know? And I have a beautiful angel up there waiting for me."

The man chokes and looks up at the ceiling in response. Not a smart move.

August punches him hard and pulls his head down till their eyes meet. Fear against madness.

"Where do you think you're looking at, huh?" He hisses and his unhinged mind reels with the possessiveness that he's controlled for the past few hours. It's churning and churning in his head and he—

He wants to break.

"Are you trying to have a look at her again?" He laughs, delirious with the thought of another man's eyes on her. Because that should never happen. Not while he's still breathing on this wretched earth.

Never.

His sharp claws come out, black at the edges and shiny. He violently drives his claws into the man's eye, his other hand clutching his jaw to keep him in place. The gag works, muffling his screams of pain as August works out the contour of his eyeball, carefully yet messily prying it off. Blood splatters on his torso and he grins madly.

"You think you can just catch a glimpse of her?!" August hisses, pulling his claws free, watching the deformed eyeball left behind. "You think I'd let you?! Just who do you think you are, you bastard?! How dare you—"

The officer pathetically whimpers.

"You've put her through hell when I wasn't here, I know it all. But me? I come from her personal hell and I'll crush you if you ever think about her again." With a punch he steps back. He cleans the flesh from his sharp claws, watching the blood drip down. When he looks back up at his victim, his eyes are human again. "And I'll maim and kill off every single one of you on this earth for her."

August's claws aim for his heart.

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There was quiet rustling on the bed beside her and Ria moans, sensing the gentle warmth behind her back as familiar arms wrap around her waist from behind.

"August?" She mumbles, half asleep. "Are you finished with work?"

"I am, baby." August coos, kissing her ear before moving down to the side of neck. "Go back to sleep, dear."

"Okay," she says, a smile in her voice. "Good night, darling."

August smiles against the human's skin, pulling the shirt up to trace her beautifully sculpted hip all the way down to the curve of her ass and then her thigh.

"Good night, love." August whispers, eyes gleaming in the dark as he suckles at Ria's nape, who cranes her neck further, unconsciously offering more skin and the demon helps himself. His hands travelling until he fondles one ass cheek, moving closer and closer till a finger grazes the little pucker tucked away.

"Mm," Ria's closed eyes pinch in pleasure as she moans low in her throat.

"Ssh," He blows by her ear and she shudders, ducking her head away. "Sleep, love. Let me take care of you."

"Ah—" Ria's sweater paw grips at the blanket, pulling closer as she nibbles on the end, eyes still pinched close. "Oh—"

Fingers trace upwards and find her wet folds, parting them for his fingers to play with her. August rubs her slick all over her entrance, smirking at the obnoxious sound it makes when he flicks her clit. Ria arches her back in pleasure, mouth nibbling at the cotton blankets. August chuckles perversely as he pumps two of his fingers in and out.

"Like that, baby?" August whispers like a lullaby. "You like sleeping while your body is being played like this? You like giving yourself up like this?"

Ria's eyes are still closed as she nods, almost dumbly at the pleasure she feels from the intruder but it's not enough. She groans and pushes herlower half back, vaguely feels the contour of his cock brush against her bare ass and a loud moan escapes her before she could stop herself.

"Naughty," August groans, pulling his fingers out, kissing a heated cheek at the whimper she makes from the loss.

"Come here." He says, pulling Ria so that she's now on top of him, head resting on his chest, sweater all bundled up above her waist as her legs spread to accomodate August's lower half. The demon has his large, possessive hands shaping her plump ass, spreading the cheeks and earning him a whimper of lust and sin from his love.

"August..." She breathes out, sleepily pressing kisses on his bare chest, "baby— want you, please..."

August is grinning like a cheshire cat smile in the dark.

"You want me?" He asks. Ria nods, eyes still closed. "Want you." She mumbles, as she positions her wet pussy right above his hard cock. The sensation alone makes her moan.

"Always want you. Please."

August is swimming in gold and diamonds, basking in the pleasure of his beloved's sexual thirst.

Oh, she is perfect. Ria is perfect.

"Okay," He coos and pulls his sweatpants low enough for his cock to break free. "Anything you want, baby."

"Mm," She nuzzles under his chin like a pet bunny. August pumps his cock in his hand a few times before aligning it with her entrance, pushing in slow, revelling in the way she unfurls on top of him. The arms around his neck tremble as Ria releases warm breaths of moans and pants. He didn't spend much time loosening her hole like he did the first few times. He's grown to love how much of a painslut his lover is.

August grips her waist and pushes all the way in at once. Ria gasps and her eyes fly open. She is met with his devilishly dark gaze and grin and oh- her eyes tear up at the fullness of it all— of August's cock inside her, of his hungry look below her and just— of August himself.

"Fuck-" She arches her back, taking deep breaths to get used to the stretch and the pain that comes with it. "August—"

The demon tuts as his hands scratch at her waist, marking her further. "My little angel is wide awake. I told you to sleep, didn't I?"

"Ah— ah—" She pants as August keeps rocking into her, she shakes her head, "Can't sleep— can't— oh— too good!"

"You can't sleep?" August chuckles, "Because it feels too good for you, baby?"

"Mm, yes! Yes!" Ria lifts herself up on trembling arms, hands resting on his shoulders for support as she arches her back and rolls her hips back, wanting that pleasurable cock to hit the right spot over and over again— "August, Ah!"

"I'm here, baby." He softly replies, molding the her sinful hips as she's now riding him, gyrating her waist in search of sin, movements powered by lust. "Always here for you, beautiful."

He lets his hands travels inside her sweater now, large hands engulfing her breasts that are so big it spills out of his grasps. August fondles with her nipples as he pleases, drawing beautiful broken sounds from her lips. He pushes the clothing up, takes in the gorgeous sight of her tits bouncing as she rides his cock.

He asks himself how did he get so lucky but he quickly pushes his thoughts away takes one hard bud in his hot mouth.

"Fuck!"

He hums in pleasure as he sucks her nipples until they are red and sensitive, playing with the other. Pulling them, biting them and running his tongue over them until Ria is shaking. Fuck, August loves how vulnerable she looks on top of him now.

Ria throws her head back in pleasure, now sinking into it and drowning and drowning and drowning. "August-"

"Always here." August moans low and meets her hips up and Ria cries. He thinks Ria's pitched cries cleanse his ears from the noise he had to listen to down below in the basement.

"Ah!" Pearly fat tears run down flushed cheeks as Ria chases after her pleasure, going faster and faster until heat sinks down deep in her belly and she chokes out a strangled moan.

"Oh, you are mine, Ria." August growls, gripping her hips tighter. "Mine. All mine, baby."

He sucks in multiple bruises over her chest and collarbones as he quickens his thrusts, hitting her sweet spot each time.

Ria nods, moaning her affirmation and completely losing herself. Her legs squeeze at his waist tightly as she goes rigid, keening in pure bliss as she releases, coating the demon's cock in her cum. Milking him until her legs give out.