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[Oct 12] [South Park] Welcome to Hell, Angel
Title: Welcome to Hell, Angel
Day/Theme: Oct 12 / hell's bells
Series: South Park
Character/Pairing: Damien/Pip
Rating: NC-17
Phillip Pirrup knew he wasn't suppose to be here. But he couldn't help but wander and it wasn't his fault he got lost. Though how one got lost from heaven to hell was some kind of feat, but here he was, white angel wings curled tightly together as his sharp green eyes looked around frantically. He was unsure how to get back to heaven. Did he have to go to Satan to get back? Or would he be stuck here for all eternity? He soundlessly made his way around a boulder, jumping as he saw a dark figure sitting on a thrown. The young man looked human, nothing what he thought Satan looked like... and Satan had ventured into South Park often enough for him to know... maybe he changed?
The young man was slumped over his chair, his tight black long sleeve shirt hugged his body, accenting his muscles and abdomen. He wore black slack pants and his black hair was cut nearly around his ears. His red eyes snapped over to Pip's location. Pip blinked and the dark man was gone. The next minute hands were around him, one resting on his hips and the other covering his eyes, yet allowing spaces between those char smelling fingers. Hot breath exhaled onto his neck. “Father sent me a pretty one this time.”
“I-I beg your pardon?”
The man frowned. “You're not the new toy?”
“N-No! I'm afraid I'm terribly lost.”
“...Lost? Hell, everyone is lost here, kid.”
Pip frowned. “I assure you, I am not kid. I died when I was 16 years old, you know.”
“Hmm... how was that?”
“Car crash...”
“Well, welcome to hell.”
Pip smiled. “Thank you, all though I am merely lost and need to go back to heaven.”
The young man laughed. The laugh was eerie and dark... just like hell itself. “Look here, kid... you may think you're suppose to be in heaven, but if you were sent here, then well... surprise! You're not so innocent as you think you are!”
Pip chuckled. “Oh no, God sent me to go get some folders for him and a I fell through a hole in heaven, somehow I winded up here while looking for the way back.”
The young man jumped away, wiping his hands on his pants. “You're a heavenly being!?”
Pip's wings widened. “Yes.”
The black haired one blinked a couple of times, shuddered, then bowed slightly. “Welcome to hell, Angel. Why has the stench sent you here.”
Pip frowned. “I told you, I got lost.”
“Ah yes... well, I'm sure father could help.”
“Father...?”
“Satan.”
“Oh... uhm... you're not wouldn't be Damien, would it?”
“... so you know of me?”
Pip smiled, clapping his fist into his open palm, his wings spreading again. “I knew it! You probably don't remember me... I was Pip from South Park... well, I still am, but I'm dead now... but you sicked demons on me and made fireworks explode all around me.”
“...Hmmm... oh... Oh! Oh yes, well... it was a good show.”
“...Indeed.”
Damien motioned for him to follow him. Pip briskly walked beside Damien, struggling to catch up every now and then. Damien's long legs were no match for his short ones. Damien stopped all of a sudden, his lip curling. “Great.”
“What?”
“Father is... busy... with some boyfriend of his... who knows who the flavor of the week is this time.”
“Oh my.”
Damien sighed, turning to Pip. “You want to hang for a bit?”
“Sure...”
“Okay, let's go to my room.”
Once there, Damien noticed for the first time Pip's short statue. Damien was a healthy height of 6'4, which was indeed pretty tall, but compared to Pip, he could be considered monstrous. The lanky blond stood at a measly 5'3 with blond hair that framed his face and light green eyes that were full of innocence and hope. He truly was an angel. Damien grunted, shifting his weight from foot to the other. Pip smiled. “You have a lovely room Damien.”
Damien licked his lips. “It's where all the action is.”
Pip blinked. “Uhm... yes of course.”
Damien held out his hand for Pip to take... and for some reason, Pip didn't deny Damien, taking the young man's hand and allow him to be thrown onto the bed. Damien crawled over him. Pip whispered to the demonic man.
“I've never been with a man before.”
“You've probably never been with a woman either.”
It was embarrassing admitting you died a virgin. “True...”
Damien nuzzled his neck. “Hard to believe you're untouched.”
“Well, I wasn't ever really well liked.”
“Hmm... you do realize I am the son of the devil... right?”
“...yes.”
“And you do realize I want to have sex with you?”
Pip flushed. “Y-Yes.”
“... you aren't... going to stop me?”
Pip shivered as fingers caressed his lips, he licked his lips as soon as the fingers fell to his chin. “You... it just feels... right.”
Damien sneered. “Maybe the stench sent you here for a reason... to meet me.”
Pip moaned into Damien's mouth. Never had he been kissed before and this was the most searing then he'd ever felt. Damien growled into Pip's mouth. The angel's kiss tasted of honey and vanilla, and he smelled of cotton and candy... it was down right addictive. He groaned as he rubbed the man's thigh's causing them to part. Damien eagerly unbuckled his pants and Pip's as well. Pip moaned as he felt Damien's strong hand wrap around his throbbing member and began to stroke it. Damien broke the kiss and contact to make Pip face away from him, laying beside the other boy he positioned his lubricated member at Pip's entrance and paused.
Damien smirked. “Are you sure you want this? You had just met me and we're about to fuck... something you won't be able to take back.”
“...I... I know... I want this Damien. It feels right.”
“... good, because I wasn't going to stop anyways.”
And with that, he ripped into Pip, causing the other boy to yelp out in pain. But as the pain subsided, their rhythm picked up and Pip couldn't believe how good it all felt. He moaned loudly allowing Damien to pull in and out of him roughly. The blond began screaming Damien's name until he came. Damien came shortly after, growling in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Satan smiled to himself, picking up the phone.
“... God? Yes, it's me, Satan. Yes... the plan worked.... I'll be sending Pip back up to heaven shortly... yes, yes... of course. I am glad my son can find his soul mate. Than you God.”
He was so happy for his son.
(The End)
Day/Theme: Oct 12 / hell's bells
Series: South Park
Character/Pairing: Damien/Pip
Rating: NC-17
Phillip Pirrup knew he wasn't suppose to be here. But he couldn't help but wander and it wasn't his fault he got lost. Though how one got lost from heaven to hell was some kind of feat, but here he was, white angel wings curled tightly together as his sharp green eyes looked around frantically. He was unsure how to get back to heaven. Did he have to go to Satan to get back? Or would he be stuck here for all eternity? He soundlessly made his way around a boulder, jumping as he saw a dark figure sitting on a thrown. The young man looked human, nothing what he thought Satan looked like... and Satan had ventured into South Park often enough for him to know... maybe he changed?
The young man was slumped over his chair, his tight black long sleeve shirt hugged his body, accenting his muscles and abdomen. He wore black slack pants and his black hair was cut nearly around his ears. His red eyes snapped over to Pip's location. Pip blinked and the dark man was gone. The next minute hands were around him, one resting on his hips and the other covering his eyes, yet allowing spaces between those char smelling fingers. Hot breath exhaled onto his neck. “Father sent me a pretty one this time.”
“I-I beg your pardon?”
The man frowned. “You're not the new toy?”
“N-No! I'm afraid I'm terribly lost.”
“...Lost? Hell, everyone is lost here, kid.”
Pip frowned. “I assure you, I am not kid. I died when I was 16 years old, you know.”
“Hmm... how was that?”
“Car crash...”
“Well, welcome to hell.”
Pip smiled. “Thank you, all though I am merely lost and need to go back to heaven.”
The young man laughed. The laugh was eerie and dark... just like hell itself. “Look here, kid... you may think you're suppose to be in heaven, but if you were sent here, then well... surprise! You're not so innocent as you think you are!”
Pip chuckled. “Oh no, God sent me to go get some folders for him and a I fell through a hole in heaven, somehow I winded up here while looking for the way back.”
The young man jumped away, wiping his hands on his pants. “You're a heavenly being!?”
Pip's wings widened. “Yes.”
The black haired one blinked a couple of times, shuddered, then bowed slightly. “Welcome to hell, Angel. Why has the stench sent you here.”
Pip frowned. “I told you, I got lost.”
“Ah yes... well, I'm sure father could help.”
“Father...?”
“Satan.”
“Oh... uhm... you're not wouldn't be Damien, would it?”
“... so you know of me?”
Pip smiled, clapping his fist into his open palm, his wings spreading again. “I knew it! You probably don't remember me... I was Pip from South Park... well, I still am, but I'm dead now... but you sicked demons on me and made fireworks explode all around me.”
“...Hmmm... oh... Oh! Oh yes, well... it was a good show.”
“...Indeed.”
Damien motioned for him to follow him. Pip briskly walked beside Damien, struggling to catch up every now and then. Damien's long legs were no match for his short ones. Damien stopped all of a sudden, his lip curling. “Great.”
“What?”
“Father is... busy... with some boyfriend of his... who knows who the flavor of the week is this time.”
“Oh my.”
Damien sighed, turning to Pip. “You want to hang for a bit?”
“Sure...”
“Okay, let's go to my room.”
Once there, Damien noticed for the first time Pip's short statue. Damien was a healthy height of 6'4, which was indeed pretty tall, but compared to Pip, he could be considered monstrous. The lanky blond stood at a measly 5'3 with blond hair that framed his face and light green eyes that were full of innocence and hope. He truly was an angel. Damien grunted, shifting his weight from foot to the other. Pip smiled. “You have a lovely room Damien.”
Damien licked his lips. “It's where all the action is.”
Pip blinked. “Uhm... yes of course.”
Damien held out his hand for Pip to take... and for some reason, Pip didn't deny Damien, taking the young man's hand and allow him to be thrown onto the bed. Damien crawled over him. Pip whispered to the demonic man.
“I've never been with a man before.”
“You've probably never been with a woman either.”
It was embarrassing admitting you died a virgin. “True...”
Damien nuzzled his neck. “Hard to believe you're untouched.”
“Well, I wasn't ever really well liked.”
“Hmm... you do realize I am the son of the devil... right?”
“...yes.”
“And you do realize I want to have sex with you?”
Pip flushed. “Y-Yes.”
“... you aren't... going to stop me?”
Pip shivered as fingers caressed his lips, he licked his lips as soon as the fingers fell to his chin. “You... it just feels... right.”
Damien sneered. “Maybe the stench sent you here for a reason... to meet me.”
Pip moaned into Damien's mouth. Never had he been kissed before and this was the most searing then he'd ever felt. Damien growled into Pip's mouth. The angel's kiss tasted of honey and vanilla, and he smelled of cotton and candy... it was down right addictive. He groaned as he rubbed the man's thigh's causing them to part. Damien eagerly unbuckled his pants and Pip's as well. Pip moaned as he felt Damien's strong hand wrap around his throbbing member and began to stroke it. Damien broke the kiss and contact to make Pip face away from him, laying beside the other boy he positioned his lubricated member at Pip's entrance and paused.
Damien smirked. “Are you sure you want this? You had just met me and we're about to fuck... something you won't be able to take back.”
“...I... I know... I want this Damien. It feels right.”
“... good, because I wasn't going to stop anyways.”
And with that, he ripped into Pip, causing the other boy to yelp out in pain. But as the pain subsided, their rhythm picked up and Pip couldn't believe how good it all felt. He moaned loudly allowing Damien to pull in and out of him roughly. The blond began screaming Damien's name until he came. Damien came shortly after, growling in satisfaction.
Meanwhile, Satan smiled to himself, picking up the phone.
“... God? Yes, it's me, Satan. Yes... the plan worked.... I'll be sending Pip back up to heaven shortly... yes, yes... of course. I am glad my son can find his soul mate. Than you God.”
He was so happy for his son.
(The End)