#hellxknights

Ellie Goulding - Home              Wash the dirt, a hard days work. Fifthly and covered in dirt that is how she used to return to her place in Hell. Working as a Knight for Lucifer has its ups and downs always and forever. She enjoyed destroying the Earth the one place created by the person who cast him aside from their previous home - Heaven. Home was a foreign word for her, never truly belonging anywhere but where she stayed she made it comfortable to be lived in.                   Lonely thoughts seep into my mind. Some days when she was far away from her home loneliness laid itself on her shoulders though the demon rid of those quickly. Not needing such sentiments in her life. Only a couple of times does she recall to go to him and lay inside of his bed not saying anything just staying there. ”My home…this will be always my home…" Murmuring the words she slowly pushed herself away from the silk sheets, it was time for her to leave - work was calling, he made his orders, Abaddon would obey. Glancing back at the man laying still on the bed, their eyes met for a brief connection. She halted waiting in case he had anything to add.

Not many did have a direct access to his chambers and even less to the got to see those places he rested in. For most of the demons a short visit in his office to see their ruler and creator had to suffice.

But it was different with Abaddon. Knowing how recless she could be, he had to create the right atmosphere, the relation in which she would feel needed and thus dependant on Lucifer, so that he wouldn’t have to lose the only Knight remaining in Hell. After all, in case he happened to handpick another group of Knights, she would have to be the one to teach them about their duties. And so, she ended up having privileges, he never imagined giving to any other demon. Pretty sure she was aware what it all was for, being chosen by Lucifer, she wasn’t dense.

Of course, she did not get to see his bedroom. He wouldn’t allow such a stain on his sheets. Therefore whenever he’d expect her to come, he would change the chambers. There he could lay beside her for as long as she needed to recollect herself before taking care of yet another assignment.

Send ※ for my muse to push yours against the wall, Send ⁂ for my muse to react to yours shoving them against a wall.

There was excitement shining in the woman’s eyes as her back met the wall with a loud thud - loud enough to assume a few bones were crushed on the way, but it didn’t bother Lucifer - the idea of gender, although he understood it, was very dim to him and made no difference when it came to treating the vessels of his charges. Sure, he was aware that a woman’s slim body was much more delicate than that of a man, but it only meant he would need less power to throw it across the room - nothing else changed and the treatment remained all the same.

Lucifer did not expect Abaddon to whine in pain, for she was the elite among the demons, but he didn’t like the fact that she dared to smirk when thrown against the wall by her master. It wasn’t however a smile that showed arrogance - no, it was a smile of a person who expected a good punishment and although Lucifer expected no less from the demon, it only irked him. 

He approached her and blocked any way of escape. Towering above the smaller figure, he leant over a bit. Without even touching her, he cut her air supply and without the slightest sign of emotion showing on his cold mien, he asked one simple question.

Send me CAN I KEEP YOU and watch my muse's reaction.

Abaddon, oh Abaddon, one of Knights of Hell - the personally selected few to serve in Lucifer’s army, ranked one of the purest and the strongest demons in Hell. But she also happened to be the one that brought extermination upon the rest of the Knights, leaving her and her retired master Cain the only two remaining. Her recklessness costed Lucifer his time and culled his legions, therefore he was far from being glad upon hearing her voice resounding in his office.

Dean licked his lips imagining her only wrapped in a red bow. “Oh babe, you would be surprised how beneficial it could be for both of us. I mean for the person you are doing it for.” He cleared his throat to cover up his slip of tongue.