Sucking the squirt from Strife’s thighs

Barely holding in my own horny sighs

Void-eyes dilating as I look out 

And wonder -- 

What were we fighting about?

….oh, right...

I 

Spite-fucked

A demon

His name was Pain

(Sadomasochism, his favorite game)

And… while I reached for the knife

and slid its kiss between my thighs

...Mmm, I got so wet, that I stained the whole bed

Pain leaned in close, offering me a collar of scars

Meeting Her eyes over my shoulder, discreetly,

as he whispered, ‘This world too, in time, will be ours’