How dare he?

He should be quaking with fear, not speaking against me!

I am the Ruler of the Fourth Quarter, I could have him if ruins.

He should treat me with respect.

He will treat me with respect.

I stood over Alex’s unconscious body.

PLEASE, SOMEONE PLEASE I CAN’T TAKE IT!

I ignored that, and the trillions of other cries of agony like I always do. I left Alex in the middle of the hallway and stomped down the stairs. I spotted a young maid and forced myself not to tie her up and skin her alive. Not that she was doing anything wrong, it’s just one of the urges I have.
“You.” I spat making her jump. I was in a particularly bad mood and she knew it.
“Y—y-yes s-sir-r” She almost whispered, backing up against the wall.
“Oh honey,” I murmured, moving my hand to her trembling form and stroking the soft skin which covered her neck, “I’m not going to hurt you.” I smiled. She didn’t relax and I didn’t blame her. “Your name is Evelyn right?”
“Y-yes s-sir.” She whispered.
“Your parents worked here didn’t they?” I smiled and she nodded.
“What happened to them?” I asked, knowing exactly what happened.
“Y-you s-sent them t-to the F-Fourth Q-Quarter and wh-when they bec-became insane you lo-locked them d-downstairs.” She said, her bottom lip trembling.
“That’s right and what became of your mother?” I asked, smiling when tears welled up in her eyes as she was forced to relive the horrible memory.
“Y-you k-killed her a f-few h-hours-s ago to summon the other R-rulers.” She whispered.
“That’s right, I did.” I smiled, tracing small circles on her neck. “Now I need you to do a favor for me.” I pressed my body against hers. She was trembling like she was freezing to death. “I need you to go upstairs, get Alex off the floor, and put him in his bed.” I whispered, my lips brushing the shell of her ear. I retracted my body and looked into her green eyes which were wide as moons “Do you think you can do that?” I asked sweetly. She nodded slightly, as if she was afraid to make any sudden movements. “Good. Run along then.” I said. She shifted to the right away slowly then ran up the stairs. I smirked to myself, it was always fun frightening the staff. The screams in my head grew louder, almost to the point where it was deafening so I jogged to the kitchen. I pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels and drank straight from it. A shot or two of alcohol always helps. Being a demon, it takes more to get me drunk as opposed to a human which just meant I can drink more before risking intoxication. If I were to get drunk, it would be bad even by my standards. WWI started when I got drunk and the last time I got drunk, WWII happened. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m all for chaos and death but you can’t have too much of it or else you won’t have anyone to rule. And now with us demons overtaking mankind, we don’t need another world war. It would probably knock out the whole human race and if there were no humans, demons wouldn’t have anything to channel their pent up anger towards and that would get very bloody very quickly. I sent down my fifth shot and put away the bottle. The voices had been almost completely silenced and I leaned against my counter trying to completely stifle them.
“What the everliving fuck.” Alex’s irritated voice filled my ears. I smirked and turned to face him. He didn’t look good. He was pale, his movements were slow and clumsy, bruises covered his neck, his eyes looked sunken in, and yet the fucker still found the energy to fuss at me.
“Someone’s up.” I smiled.
“Someone’s pissed.” He retorted making a short laugh escape my lips.
“Someone needs to learn his place.” I said, putting the glass in the sink and approaching him.
“Someone needs to learn that he may be the king of hell, but they’re not the boss of me.” He replied, glaring at me. I felt anger bubble in my veins, every nerve in my body wanted me to torture him, send him to Hell, beat him, yell at him, and fuck him all at the same time. It was like my skin was trying to pull itself apart due to all the directions it wanted to go when it came to causing him pain. I narrowed my eyes and grabbed his shirt collar. “What are you going to do?” He asked, “Hit me? Jack, I lived in a concentration camp my whole life. As a baby, the guards would knock me out if I cried for too long. Being beaten is something I’ve lived with my whole life. Find a new tactic.” He snarled. I glared at him, knowing one I could use and for a moment, I was unsure whether I should go down that route because I knew he’d hate me for the rest of his life if I did but then I thought,

I’m the king of Hell. It’s my job to be hated.

So I crashed my lips against his. He struggled but it was no use, my strength was far superior to his. I picked him up bridal style and ran up the stairs and into his room. That’s right I had so little decency that I was going to rape him in his own bed. He didn’t stop wriggling, trying to get away but it didn’t matter. He had no chance at winning against me. His teeth clamped around my lip and I pulled back.
“You little shit.” I snarled, before ripping his tight pants off and doing the same to mine. I almost didn’t stretch him but I wasn’t sure if he’d be able to remain conscious if I didn’t and if he wasn’t conscious and fighting me, where would be the fun? I flipped him over, stuck my fingers in my mouth, and wetted them quickly before shoving them up his ass. He screamed and pressed his body deeper into the mattress, trying to get farther away but it was no use. Once I could move my fingers in and out easily, I flipped him back over, not even bothering with a third. I lined myself up to him and looked up at his face.
“J-Jack, please don’t.” He whimpered, tears filling his eyes. His pain made me lust for him more so I slammed into him making him arch his back and cry out. He tried to get away again, hitting me, grabbing at the head bored, reaching for anything in his grasp but I wouldn’t let him. I snapped my hips into him at a ruthless pace feeling his warmth around me but then I was struck with an idea. Raping him is fun enough, but what if he enjoyed it? What if he had that horrible itch under his skin every time he saw me because he remembered how he loved feeling me? I slowed my hips down so that his screams of pain were just whimpers. Then I moved my hand down to his dick and began to pump in time to my thrusts. I started angling my hips, trying to find that one-
“God!” He cried.

Found it.

I smirked to myself and continued going in that direction, hitting it spot on every time. His dick got harder by the second and before I knew it, he was sporting a raging hard on. “F-fuck.” He whispered, grabbing my shoulders and squeezing.
“Do you want me to go faster?” I growled in his ear. He hesitated before shaking his head quickly. “Are you sure about that?” I asked, snapping my hips into him hard, hitting his prostate making him cry out,
“Fuck!”
“I’ll ask again, do you want me to go faster?” I asked. This time he didn’t waste any time before nodding his head. “Do you want me to fuck you into this mattress?” I asked. He nodded again. I thrusted hard once, making his nails dig into my shoulder. “Say it.” I snarled.
“Please.” He whispered.
“Please what?” I asked, smiling at how humiliating this was for him. He looked up into me with begging eyes.
“I won’t do anything until you say it.” I snarled, going even slower. By the way he was pushing his hips into mine, I could tell he couldn’t handle the slow pace so the words came tumbling from his lips.
“Please fuck me. Please Jack I want to feel you.” He whimpered, looking up at me as if he were going to cry if I didn’t do what he asked.
“Alright then.” I murmured before speeding my pace up drastically.
“FUCK!” He screamed, raking his nails down my back probably drawing blood but I didn’t care. I moved my head down to the crook of his neck and started biting and sucking sloppily. I moved my hand back down to his dick and started pumping fast. He opened his eyes and I could tell by the way his pupils had expanded, he was close. For a fraction of a second, he gave me a look of uncertainty, as if he wasn’t sure if he should let himself come or not, as if he was unsure whether he would let himself come. I saw this and I wouldn’t have it. Alex would be mine. All mine. I moved my lips to the shell of his ear, my teeth tugging at it for a moment before growling my command,
“Come now.”
He gasped and ribbons of white covered my hand and his stomach. It wasn’t three seconds later that I let myself release too. I continued thrusting, riding us through our highs. By the time I opened my eyes again, Alex was looking at me in disgust.
“Don’t lie to yourself, you loved that.” I smirked, pulling out and grabbing my clothes before leaving his room to take a shower.

Notes

Title Cred: Canals by All Time Low


im just gonna leave this here