James growls, “Damn you, Matthew.”
Matthew… James has been calling Lucifer that the whole time. Is that his real name?
Is James…
Fuck.
James is Lucifer’s brother?
As if he can’t help himself and he’s back to the point of nearly losing control, James stabs the needle he’s been holding in Trent’s arm.
Trent doesn’t make a peep. The needle probably nothing compared to his other pains.
“Dude,” Johnathan points out, “you’ve got to do it in the vein.”
Making a vicious, angry sound, James rips the needle out of Trent’s arm then sets to work finding a vein.
“If it gets to be too much, Sophia, promise me you’ll look away,” James says and jabs Trent more carefully. “Promise me.”
Unable to deny him such an easy promise, I nod my head.
Letting out a breath, James seems to relax a little, then motions to Johnathan. “Okay, he should be good to go. Get started.”
“Fuck, this is gonna suck,” Johnathan grumbles. “Pissed his fucking pants.”
“Scared of a little pee?” Gabriel asks with a grin. “Pussy?”
Johnathan shoots Gabriel a sharp look. “Nah, not usually. But I don’t want to touch this fucker’s pee.”
Gabriel snickers, and Johnathan starts to grumble and curse under his breath as he undoes Trent’s pants.
Trent…
Trent just stares at the ceiling with wide, dilated eyes, as if he’s totally checked out of what’s happening.
“Please… Please, I’ll do anything. Please don’t do this,” Jacob pleads weakly.
If I could scream at him, I would.
Where was his mercy when I was begging him please?
Gabriel lets out a low whistle when Johnathan digs Trent’s flaccid cock out of his pants. “Fuck, I don’t think I’ve ever seen one that small before.”
“Did ya make a habit of checking out cocks while you were in prison, Gabriel?” James asks with a smirk.
“Fuck you, James,” Gabriel snarls at him. “I haven’t forgotten about that shit you installed on my phone.”
“Man… Gabriel is right,” Johnathan groans. “This fucker is small. I’m gonna have to fucking tug on his cock… Fuck!”
Both James and Gabriel start snickering.
“Goddamn you, James,” Johnathan glares at him. “You knew this would happen, didn’t you?”
James shakes his head, his snickers growing louder. “Nope, but it’s definitely karma.”
Johnathan gives James a death glare and holds out his hand. “Hand me the scalpel, asshole.”
James hands the scalpel over, his eyes laughing at Johnathan.
“You’re next, motherfucker,” Johnathan grumbles as he drops his attention to Trent’s penis and reaches down.
At once, all the humor fades from James’s face.
“Next for what?” Lucifer asks, curious.
“Next to get a dad bod,” Johnathan says without looking up from what he’s doing.
“Oh… well, I do hope so,” Lucifer smiles at James. “A new addition to the family would be a welcome blessing.”
James mutters something softly under his breath then his eyes land on me, filling with love.
A love he doesn’t try to hide.
A love he admits freely.
My chest tightens and I forget to take a breath.
“I’m gonna be a dad, alright, but I’m not going to have a fucking dad bod,” James says.
Johnathan nods his head. “Uh-huh, that’s what they all say. Then the next thing you know you gotta finish the kid’s plate so the food doesn’t go to waste. Then you’re eating out all the time because you don’t have time to cook. Plus you’re too fucking tired from running them around to find time to exercise…”
James smirks. “I guess that’s how it works if you’re poor. Me? I’m going to hire a cook and a nanny.”
“That is the way, James,” Lucifer agrees.
“Fuck you both,” Johnathan says. “I’m not fucking poor. I just don’t like strangers in my fucking house or near my kid. Ah… fuck it! I’m starting with the tip, James. He’s too fucking small to do it at the base.”
Making a face, Johnathan finally grabs Trent’s penis and starts to slice into it.
Trent thrashes and starts to scream.
Remembering my promise to James, I quickly look away.
“Ah fuck, keep him still. Shit! I might have cut a little too deep,” Johnathan curses.
Gabriel laughs, nearly hysterical. “You fucking cut the whole head off!”
“Fucking Christ,” Andrew mutters beside me.
“Yeah… shit,” Johnathan says, “didn’t mean to do that. Now I gotta get to the base. You’re sure you want him degloved, James? Yeah? Fuck. Gabriel, I need you to tug it up for me.”
“Fuck no,” Gabriel says forcibly. “I’ve never touched another man’s cock in my life and I’m not starting now.”
“Oh, come on, man,” Johnathan whines. “If you don’t tug it for me, I can’t get to the fucking base.”
“You fucking tug and I’ll do the cutting,” Gabriel snarls.
“Fine,” Johnathan snaps.
A few seconds later, Johnathan groans like he’s on the verge of getting sick. “Shit, all this blood is making it slippery… I can’t keep a good grip…”
“Grip harder, bitch,” Gabriel growls.
“Fuck, I’m trying!” Johnathan cries. “I’m trying. Why you gotta be so mean? There… do it now!”
“Eureka! You guys finally figured out how to work a cock!” James shouts with laughter. “You seeing this, Jacob?”