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Demon Created
Chapter 1

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Rated NC-17

Warning: Sexual encounters. Donnie and Leo are Demons and Demons do bad things. So future chapters will have them doing bad things to Mortals, very bad things. Usagi may also end up in this, but I don’t know if he will be an Angel, Demon or Mortal. KameChuu hasn’t drawn him in this universe… yet.

Note: The Oroku brothers are Nagi and Saki. Nagi is a cannon character. If you do not know who he is, read the first comic in the original series or Google him.

Paring: Don/Leo

That said… I know that the pics are Leo/Mikey. This story will develop into a Leo/Mikey & Don/Raph chapter fic, they just need to find each other first. I borrow heavily form the pics, but this is based off of them as a whole not one in particular.

Turtles belong to Nick

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","writing":"He fell.\n\nGravity never had such an effect on him before. It was a sickening feeling. \n\nHe landed on the solid Earth and struggled to get to his feet. An angel cast out of the heavens, a harsh punishment. He thought his plight was over, but then the ground started to give why under him. Panic rushed through him as he struggled to get away. “No,” he pleaded. “Please not that. Anything but that.”\n\nHe started to fall again, but managed to grab hold of the ledge. He clawed at the ground above, desperate to keep his hold. His struggles were all for naught and the ground swallowed him. He moved through the ground, he could not breathe and he thought that he was going to be crushed.\n\nWhen he thought that it would never stop, he entered a free fall again only to land in a thick pool of blackness. He struggled against it as he was pulled under. It burned him it was so cold. \n\nWhatever force that was holding him under released its grip and he managed to surface. Gasping for air, he paddled franticly to shore. \n\nHe flopped to the hard, jagged rock shore, too exhausted to do anything else. \n\nHe sensed that he was not alone long before the other made his presents known. Two olive-green feet stopped at his head then the other turtle squatted down. The other bent so that his face was in front of his, “Hello, brother.” The other’s lips parted in a toothy grin, showing sharp teeth with a gap in the front. He could tell right away that the other was a Demon. \n\nHe moved to sit up on his knees and back on his feet, “I am no brother of yours, Demon.”\n\nThe Demon laughed, “I can tell by the scars on your carapace that you are an angel fallen, or more precise, thrown from Heaven.” The Demon tilted his head, “What is your name?”\n\nWhen he went to answer, he froze, “I can’t remember.”\n\nThe other nodded, “It is one of the few things that will come back to you, brother. I am Donatello.”\n\nHe glared at Donatello, “Why do you insist on calling me brother, Demon.”\n\nDonatello flashed another toothy grin, “I am like you,” He turned and showed him his scars, “an angel fallen.”\n\nHe shot to his feet, “I am no Demon.”\n\nDonatello only smiled, “This is true, you could still become a Devil.”\n\nConfused he brought his hands to his face and felt his teeth. They were all sharp. He looked down at his hands and saw that they were clawed. He reached back and felt the spade at the tip of his tail, “No!” He looked around for something to see his reflection in. \n\nDonatello followed as he ran through the dark underground. “You must try to remember your name,” Donatello insisted. \n\n“What does it matter?” he asked as he searched. \n\n“Because if the brothers name you, you will be theirs and Devil. But if you can remember your name, you will be… your own and a Demon, like me.”\n\nHe stopped searching and looked at Donatello, “That’s the difference?”\n\nDonatello nodded, “If you cannot remember your name, you will be trapped down here forever, only permitted to surface when it suits the brother’s design.”\n\nHe thought, trying to force himself to remember. “I can’t,” he said shaking his head.\n\n“Then you are doomed,” Donatello sighed. “They are coming.”\n\nHe looked around as if he could see them, but he knew better. One could only see them if they wished it. Hamato Yoshi was the same. He wished he could remember why he was cast out of Heaven. A shiver shot up his spine, they were near. He fell to his knees and tried to think, “Why can’t I remember.”\n\n“Cruel isn’t it,” Donatello sneered. “We are cast out as a punishment, but can’t remember what we did wrong.”\n\nHe remembered a sweet Angel with big blue eyes. He could see his mouth move, but could not hear the words. He tried to read the lips of the Angel in his memory. The more he thought of the blue eyed Angel a new sensation in him began to grow. \n\nHis stomach was in knots and he wanted desperately to see him again. But first he had to remember. Tears fell from his eyes, if he ended up a Devil he would be stuck down there forever. He concentrated then finally heard a whisper of a voice, “Leo.”\n\nHis head snapped up, “Leonardo. My name is Leonardo.”\n\nThe ground shook and the looming presents of the Oroku brothers was gone. \n\n“Leonardo,” Donatello smiled. “That is a nice name.” He reached his hand down to help Leonardo stand, “You are now a Demon, brother.”\n\nLeonardo got to his feet, “Thank you for your help. I owe you.”\n\n“Come with me,” Donatello turned and started to walk away.\n\nLeonardo followed, “Where are we going, Donatello?”\n\nThe other turned, “You can call me Donnie.” He then turned and continued walking, “We are going to the surface. I will help you adjust.”\n\n“Why?” Leo asked. \n\nDonnie stopped and turned to look at him, “Because I am alone and I would like us to be friends. It isn’t often that an Angel gets kicked out of heaven. And then to be able to remember your name,” he smiled. “We are rare indeed, brother.”\n\nLeo nodded, “Okay. I will go with you.”\n\n“Good,” Donnie turned and continued on his way, “because I have a lot to teach you.”\n\n“I will be glad to never step foot here again,” Leo mumbled. \n\nDonnie stopped again, “We have to come back.”\n\n“Why?” Leo looked around. “I hate it here.”\n\nDonnie shook his head, “We may be free to leave, but we cannot stay away. None of us like it here, but we need it.” He pointed to the pool of black ink, “We crave it and cannot live without it.”\n\nLeo walked over to the pool and looked at the inky waters. Kneeling down, he dipped his hand in and the dark water moved up his arm. It was so cold that it burned, but it also filled him when he didn’t even know that there was a void. He formed a cup with his hands and scooped some up to drink. It coated his tongue, but he found himself wanting more. He felt his strength return and a new power grow inside of him. “I see your point,” he stood licking his fingers. \n\nDonatello simply got down on his hands and knees and stuck his face in the water to take a drink. He drank several large gulps of the stuff before standing back up, “Watching you drink made me realize that I was thirsty.” His long tongue moved over his sharp teeth, “Let’s go.”\n\nHe led Leo through a series of tunnels that eventually brought them to the surface through a cave. There were two piles of clothes lying on the ground. Donnie picked one up and started to get himself dressed. “We must cover ourselves to hide from the mortals,” he explained. “Tie the mask over your eyes to hide your markings and wrap the robe over yourself to hide your tail.” He handed the other set of clothes to Leo, “And make sure that you keep your teeth hidden. We must do this until you learn to hide in plain sight.” \n\nLeo slipped on the simple brown kimono and tied the blue mask over his eyes. The hat went on last to complete the look, “This feels strange.”\n\n“You’ll get used to it,” Donnie helped to adjust Leo’s hat. “It is a necessary evil.”\n\n“Speaking of evil,” Leo looked out the cave entrance. “Are we?”\n\n“We are Demons,” Donnie nodded. “Our powers can only be used to do harm, but bad things can have a good outcome if you plan it right. Then there our desires, that overwhelm us and cause us to do bad things.”\n\n“Have you hurt others?” Leo ventured to ask. \n\nDonnie nodded, “I have done horrible things.” He looked Leo in the eyes, “You will do… horrible things.”\n\nLeo nodded his understanding, “Maybe we can help each other with that.”\n\n“I don’t know,” Donnie shrugged. “We’ll see.”\n\nLeo first reached out his hand then stepped into the light of the midday sun. It felt different on him now. It was still warm, but a different kind of warmth. \n\n“Wait,” Donnie pulled him out of the trance. “I want to show you something.” \n\nLeo watched as the other Demon Turtle walked over to one of the rock walls then proceeded to climb up it. He crawled up the wall with ease and sat on the cave ceiling. Leo walked over to the wall and placed his hands on the rock surface and tried to pull himself up. He looked back over his shoulder at Donnie, who was grinning. \n\n“You gonna tell me how you managed to do that?” Leo asked flatly. \n\nDonnie thought, “It’s one of your abilities. You just have to find the way to shift the gravity around you.”\n\n“Can we fly?” Leo redoubled his efforts. \n\n“We can hover,” Donnie nodded. “If we grow powerful enough to sprout wings, then we will be able to fly. Right now we can simply shift our gravity and climb walls.”\n\nLeo focused on the new power he felt within himself and tried to shift his gravity to the wall. Slowly he felt himself drawn towards the wall and placed one foot then the other up. He smiled as he clung to the wall and climbed up. He shifted again when he reached the ceiling and found it came easier the second time. \n\nHe made his way over and sat next to Donnie, “This can be a useful skill.”\n\nDonnie grinned, “You have no idea.” He stood and did a flip off the ceiling to land on the floor. “It scares the shit out of the mortals.”\n\nLeo did a handstand and simply dropped back down to the floor. “I do not wish to scare anyone.”\n\nDonnie nodded, “That will change.” He stepped out into the light and Leo followed. Together they walked up a path past several mortals. Leo could see the orb that was their Guardian Angel that followed them. They would fit around as the Demons passed. Some mortals would look at them suspiciously while others walked past without noticing them. \n\nA voluptuous vixen passed them going the other direction. Leo turned and watched her as she walked, a strange new feeling bubbling up inside his gut. \n\nDonnie grabbed his arm and pulled him. Leo didn’t even notice that he had stopped walking to watch the female. “There is the overwhelming desire that I told you about,” Donatello hissed. “You need to watch that when you are surrounded by mortals.”\n\n“What was that feeling?” Leo breathed and placed a hand on his fluttering stomach.\n\n“Lust,” Donnie whispered. “The seven sins are strong in us.”\n\n“I feel very strange,” Leo admitted. \n\nDonnie smiled back at him, “I’ll help you with that later.”\n\nThey turned from the main road and headed into a forested area. The path narrowed and the forest itself started to look dark and untraveled. They came to an abandoned cabin that looked like it hadn’t been occupied in years. \n\n“This is home,” Donnie announced and opened the door.\n\n“This?” Leo sneered. \n\nDonnie rolled his eyes, “We’re Demons. We live in crawl spaces, dank caves or abandoned homes. Our presents will darken where ever we are and mortals begin to fear it. We can’t live in a quaint little house on the hill.”\n\n“Alright,” Leo shrugged. “I get it. Where ever we go, we bring the darkness.” He entered the cabin and looked around. “So, now what?”\n\nDonnie shrugged, “Do you have any questions for me?”\n\nLeo sighed, “Will I ever remember why I was cast out of Heaven?”\n\n“You will have nightmares of what you did,” Donnie nodded. “But you will not regain all of your memories.”\n\n“What did you do to get thrown out?” Leo asked. \n\nDonnie sat on a broken chair and placed his face in his hands, “From what I understand, I was a Cherub. One day Hamato Yoshi decided to bring a kamikaze to a village. I went against orders and saved some of the villagers. I was there for the birth of most of them, they were precious to me.”\n\n“You were cast out for saving lives?” Leo huffed. “That’s ridiculous.”\n\nDonnie shook his head, “I learned later that the village was being destroyed because there was a plague. The ones I saved took that plague to another village, killing hundreds more.”\n\nLeo went to say something then stopped, “That sounds familiar.”\n\n“There is a chance we knew each other before,” Donnie sighed. “But Yoshi wiped me from the memories of all other Angels, just like he did with you.” He stifled a sob, “I have flashes of memories of an Angel that was close to me. He was my Battle Angel, I think. I remember his golden eyes and emerald skin and he doesn’t even know I’m gone.”\n\nLeo nodded, “I remember another Angel. He’s small with light skin and blue eyes.”\n\n“Small,” Donnie smiled. “Your Cherub then.”\n\n“Possible,” Leo nodded. “That means that I was a Battle Angel?”\n\nDonnie stood, “You will remember more after you sleep. Your nightmares will fill you in.”\n\nLeo followed Donnie into another room, “Do you still have nightmares?”\n\nA sad smile spread across Donnie’s beak, “That’s all we have.”\n\n“I still feel strange,” Leo admitted as they stripped off their clothes and crawled into bed. “And why are we going to bed in the middle of the day?” Donnie just glared at him in response. Leo nodded, “Right, we’re Demons. We work at night, don’t we?”\n\n“Yeah,” Donnie nodded. “We will get desires during the night.” He scooted close to Leo and guided him to his carapace. “But for now. I can teach you about lust.”\n\nDonnie pressed his mouth against Leo’s and licked across his lips. Leo pulled back, “What are you doing?”\n\nDonnie smiled, “That feeling you had for the vixen was lust, and it overwhelms us to the point that we force sex on mortals.”\n\n“Sex?” Leo’s breathing was heavy. His stomach was in knots and there was a painful swelling below his lower plastron. “That’s the thing Mortals do to have kids.”\n\n“It is also a lot of fun,” Donnie’s reached down and ran his fingers over the painful bulge. Leo’s hand shot up and grabbed Donnie’s arm, but he did not pull his hand away. “Does that feel good?” Donnie purred. \n\nLeo nodded. “What’s happening?” Leo’s voice and body shook. \n\n“You are becoming aroused,” Donnie breathed. “Something you’ve always been equipped for, but never experienced. Angels miss out on a lot. Just relax and let it come out.”\n\n“I don’t understand,” Leo grunted. \n\n“I’ll show you,” Donnie leaned back and rubbed his own lower plastron. His shell parted and something dropped free. Leo stared at the thick, weeping member that stood, sticking out of Donnie’s plastron. “You have one too,” he licked his lips as he played with himself. “You just have to let it out and I can show you all the wonderful things that you can do with it.” Donnie nodded, “It’s okay.”\n\nLeo panted as Donnie’s hand returned to his lower plastron. Their lips pressed together and Donnie licked across his lips again. This time Leo parted his lips and Donnie stuck his tongue inside. Leo pushed his tongue back against Donnie’s and their tongues darted around each other. \n\nThe pressure in Leo’s lower plastron became too much for him to contain any longer and his shell parted to let the cause out. Leo whimpered when Donnie grabbed the sensitive appendage and started to pump. He froze, eyes wide as he watched Donnie’s hand sliding along his shaft. \n\nSmiling, Donnie looked up at him to watch his expression. Leo’s fingers dug into the sheets on the tatami, “I feel strange.”\n\n“Relax and let it happen, Leo,” Donnie increased the pace causing Leo to whimper in surprise. \n\n“What’s gonna happen?” Leo’s legs twitched and his eyes went wide.\n\nLeo’s member throbbed sending a pleasurable sensation through him causing a high pitched noise to escape him. His hand came up and covered his mouth. He had never made a sound like that before. \n\nDonnie’s hand was wet with the stick substance that leaked from Leo’s tip making an audible squishing sound as his hand moved. Leo’s hips started to thrust in time to Donnie’s strokes causing a smile to spread across the more experienced Demon’s face. \n\nSuddenly, Donnie bent over and took the whole thing in his mouth. His tongue lapped around it while he sucked. It was more than Leo could stand, blinding pleasure coursed through him. Another squeak sounded from him and the appendage throbbed. \n\nLeo looked down and saw the white substance that dripped from the side of Donnie’s mouth. The other Demon licked at it with his long tongue, “How do you feel?”\n\nA smile spread across Leo’s face. “Liberated,” he panted. \n\nDonnie chuckled in response, “There is so much more that we can do.”\n\nLeo bit his bottom lip and pulled it through his teeth, “I look forward to more.”\n\n“There will be,” Donnie promised. “But for now we should sleep.”\n\nLeo nodded and laid back on the tatami. That night he dreamed of being pulled from a Cherub with wet blue eyes. “Leo,” the Cherub cried out, reaching for him. \n\nLeo reached back but could not remember his name. \n\n“Evil is necessary in the world, Leonardo,” a voice boomed in his head. “Without the dark people would not know to appreciate the light.”\n\n“No!” he cried out as he was pushed over the abyss. \n\n“Leo,” the Cherub cried out for him. Leo wanted to call back, but he couldn’t remember his name. \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"He fell.

Gravity never had such an effect on him before. It was a sickening feeling.

He landed on the solid Earth and struggled to get to his feet. An angel cast out of the heavens, a harsh punishment. He thought his plight was over, but then the ground started to give why under him. Panic rushed through him as he struggled to get away. “No,” he pleaded. “Please not that. Anything but that.”

He started to fall again, but managed to grab hold of the ledge. He clawed at the ground above, desperate to keep his hold. His struggles were all for naught and the ground swallowed him. He moved through the ground, he could not breathe and he thought that he was going to be crushed.

When he thought that it would never stop, he entered a free fall again only to land in a thick pool of blackness. He struggled against it as he was pulled under. It burned him it was so cold.

Whatever force that was holding him under released its grip and he managed to surface. Gasping for air, he paddled franticly to shore.

He flopped to the hard, jagged rock shore, too exhausted to do anything else.

He sensed that he was not alone long before the other made his presents known. Two olive-green feet stopped at his head then the other turtle squatted down. The other bent so that his face was in front of his, “Hello, brother.” The other’s lips parted in a toothy grin, showing sharp teeth with a gap in the front. He could tell right away that the other was a Demon.

He moved to sit up on his knees and back on his feet, “I am no brother of yours, Demon.”

The Demon laughed, “I can tell by the scars on your carapace that you are an angel fallen, or more precise, thrown from Heaven.” The Demon tilted his head, “What is your name?”

When he went to answer, he froze, “I can’t remember.”

The other nodded, “It is one of the few things that will come back to you, brother. I am Donatello.”

He glared at Donatello, “Why do you insist on calling me brother, Demon.”

Donatello flashed another toothy grin, “I am like you,” He turned and showed him his scars, “an angel fallen.”

He shot to his feet, “I am no Demon.”

Donatello only smiled, “This is true, you could still become a Devil.”

Confused he brought his hands to his face and felt his teeth. They were all sharp. He looked down at his hands and saw that they were clawed. He reached back and felt the spade at the tip of his tail, “No!” He looked around for something to see his reflection in.

Donatello followed as he ran through the dark underground. “You must try to remember your name,” Donatello insisted.

“What does it matter?” he asked as he searched.

“Because if the brothers name you, you will be theirs and Devil. But if you can remember your name, you will be… your own and a Demon, like me.”

He stopped searching and looked at Donatello, “That’s the difference?”

Donatello nodded, “If you cannot remember your name, you will be trapped down here forever, only permitted to surface when it suits the brother’s design.”

He thought, trying to force himself to remember. “I can’t,” he said shaking his head.

“Then you are doomed,” Donatello sighed. “They are coming.”

He looked around as if he could see them, but he knew better. One could only see them if they wished it. Hamato Yoshi was the same. He wished he could remember why he was cast out of Heaven. A shiver shot up his spine, they were near. He fell to his knees and tried to think, “Why can’t I remember.”

“Cruel isn’t it,” Donatello sneered. “We are cast out as a punishment, but can’t remember what we did wrong.”

He remembered a sweet Angel with big blue eyes. He could see his mouth move, but could not hear the words. He tried to read the lips of the Angel in his memory. The more he thought of the blue eyed Angel a new sensation in him began to grow.

His stomach was in knots and he wanted desperately to see him again. But first he had to remember. Tears fell from his eyes, if he ended up a Devil he would be stuck down there forever. He concentrated then finally heard a whisper of a voice, “Leo.”

His head snapped up, “Leonardo. My name is Leonardo.”

The ground shook and the looming presents of the Oroku brothers was gone.

“Leonardo,” Donatello smiled. “That is a nice name.” He reached his hand down to help Leonardo stand, “You are now a Demon, brother.”

Leonardo got to his feet, “Thank you for your help. I owe you.”

“Come with me,” Donatello turned and started to walk away.

Leonardo followed, “Where are we going, Donatello?”

The other turned, “You can call me Donnie.” He then turned and continued walking, “We are going to the surface. I will help you adjust.”

“Why?” Leo asked.

Donnie stopped and turned to look at him, “Because I am alone and I would like us to be friends. It isn’t often that an Angel gets kicked out of heaven. And then to be able to remember your name,” he smiled. “We are rare indeed, brother.”

Leo nodded, “Okay. I will go with you.”

“Good,” Donnie turned and continued on his way, “because I have a lot to teach you.”

“I will be glad to never step foot here again,” Leo mumbled.

Donnie stopped again, “We have to come back.”

“Why?” Leo looked around. “I hate it here.”

Donnie shook his head, “We may be free to leave, but we cannot stay away. None of us like it here, but we need it.” He pointed to the pool of black ink, “We crave it and cannot live without it.”

Leo walked over to the pool and looked at the inky waters. Kneeling down, he dipped his hand in and the dark water moved up his arm. It was so cold that it burned, but it also filled him when he didn’t even know that there was a void. He formed a cup with his hands and scooped some up to drink. It coated his tongue, but he found himself wanting more. He felt his strength return and a new power grow inside of him. “I see your point,” he stood licking his fingers.

Donatello simply got down on his hands and knees and stuck his face in the water to take a drink. He drank several large gulps of the stuff before standing back up, “Watching you drink made me realize that I was thirsty.” His long tongue moved over his sharp teeth, “Let’s go.”

He led Leo through a series of tunnels that eventually brought them to the surface through a cave. There were two piles of clothes lying on the ground. Donnie picked one up and started to get himself dressed. “We must cover ourselves to hide from the mortals,” he explained. “Tie the mask over your eyes to hide your markings and wrap the robe over yourself to hide your tail.” He handed the other set of clothes to Leo, “And make sure that you keep your teeth hidden. We must do this until you learn to hide in plain sight.”

Leo slipped on the simple brown kimono and tied the blue mask over his eyes. The hat went on last to complete the look, “This feels strange.”

“You’ll get used to it,” Donnie helped to adjust Leo’s hat. “It is a necessary evil.”

“Speaking of evil,” Leo looked out the cave entrance. “Are we?”

“We are Demons,” Donnie nodded. “Our powers can only be used to do harm, but bad things can have a good outcome if you plan it right. Then there our desires, that overwhelm us and cause us to do bad things.”

“Have you hurt others?” Leo ventured to ask.

Donnie nodded, “I have done horrible things.” He looked Leo in the eyes, “You will do… horrible things.”

Leo nodded his understanding, “Maybe we can help each other with that.”

“I don’t know,” Donnie shrugged. “We’ll see.”

Leo first reached out his hand then stepped into the light of the midday sun. It felt different on him now. It was still warm, but a different kind of warmth.

“Wait,” Donnie pulled him out of the trance. “I want to show you something.”

Leo watched as the other Demon Turtle walked over to one of the rock walls then proceeded to climb up it. He crawled up the wall with ease and sat on the cave ceiling. Leo walked over to the wall and placed his hands on the rock surface and tried to pull himself up. He looked back over his shoulder at Donnie, who was grinning.

“You gonna tell me how you managed to do that?” Leo asked flatly.

Donnie thought, “It’s one of your abilities. You just have to find the way to shift the gravity around you.”

“Can we fly?” Leo redoubled his efforts.

“We can hover,” Donnie nodded. “If we grow powerful enough to sprout wings, then we will be able to fly. Right now we can simply shift our gravity and climb walls.”

Leo focused on the new power he felt within himself and tried to shift his gravity to the wall. Slowly he felt himself drawn towards the wall and placed one foot then the other up. He smiled as he clung to the wall and climbed up. He shifted again when he reached the ceiling and found it came easier the second time.

He made his way over and sat next to Donnie, “This can be a useful skill.”

Donnie grinned, “You have no idea.” He stood and did a flip off the ceiling to land on the floor. “It scares the shit out of the mortals.”

Leo did a handstand and simply dropped back down to the floor. “I do not wish to scare anyone.”

Donnie nodded, “That will change.” He stepped out into the light and Leo followed. Together they walked up a path past several mortals. Leo could see the orb that was their Guardian Angel that followed them. They would fit around as the Demons passed. Some mortals would look at them suspiciously while others walked past without noticing them.  

A voluptuous vixen passed them going the other direction. Leo turned and watched her as she walked, a strange new feeling bubbling up inside his gut.

Donnie grabbed his arm and pulled him. Leo didn’t even notice that he had stopped walking to watch the female. “There is the overwhelming desire that I told you about,” Donatello hissed. “You need to watch that when you are surrounded by mortals.”

“What was that feeling?” Leo breathed and placed a hand on his fluttering stomach.

“Lust,” Donnie whispered. “The seven sins are strong in us.”

“I feel very strange,” Leo admitted.

Donnie smiled back at him, “I’ll help you with that later.”

They turned from the main road and headed into a forested area. The path narrowed and the forest itself started to look dark and untraveled. They came to an abandoned cabin that looked like it hadn’t been occupied in years.

“This is home,” Donnie announced and opened the door.

“This?” Leo sneered.

Donnie rolled his eyes, “We’re Demons. We live in crawl spaces, dank caves or abandoned homes. Our presents will darken where ever we are and mortals begin to fear it. We can’t live in a quaint little house on the hill.”

“Alright,” Leo shrugged. “I get it. Where ever we go, we bring the darkness.” He entered the cabin and looked around. “So, now what?”

Donnie shrugged, “Do you have any questions for me?”

Leo sighed, “Will I ever remember why I was cast out of Heaven?”

“You will have nightmares of what you did,” Donnie nodded. “But you will not regain all of your memories.”

“What did you do to get thrown out?” Leo asked.

Donnie sat on a broken chair and placed his face in his hands, “From what I understand, I was a Cherub. One day Hamato Yoshi decided to bring a kamikaze to a village. I went against orders and saved some of the villagers. I was there for the birth of most of them, they were precious to me.”

“You were cast out for saving lives?” Leo huffed. “That’s ridiculous.”

Donnie shook his head, “I learned later that the village was being destroyed because there was a plague. The ones I saved took that plague to another village, killing hundreds more.”

Leo went to say something then stopped, “That sounds familiar.”

“There is a chance we knew each other before,” Donnie sighed. “But Yoshi wiped me from the memories of all other Angels, just like he did with you.” He stifled a sob, “I have flashes of memories of an Angel that was close to me. He was my Battle Angel, I think. I remember his golden eyes and emerald skin and he doesn’t even know I’m gone.”

Leo nodded, “I remember another Angel. He’s small with light skin and blue eyes.”

“Small,” Donnie smiled. “Your Cherub then.”

“Possible,” Leo nodded. “That means that I was a Battle Angel?”

Donnie stood, “You will remember more after you sleep. Your nightmares will fill you in.”

Leo followed Donnie into another room, “Do you still have nightmares?”

A sad smile spread across Donnie’s beak, “That’s all we have.”

“I still feel strange,” Leo admitted as they stripped off their clothes and crawled into bed. “And why are we going to bed in the middle of the day?” Donnie just glared at him in response. Leo nodded, “Right, we’re Demons. We work at night, don’t we?”

“Yeah,” Donnie nodded. “We will get desires during the night.” He scooted close to Leo and guided him to his carapace. “But for now. I can teach you about lust.”

Donnie pressed his mouth against Leo’s and licked across his lips. Leo pulled back, “What are you doing?”

Donnie smiled, “That feeling you had for the vixen was lust, and it overwhelms us to the point that we force sex on mortals.”

“Sex?” Leo’s breathing was heavy. His stomach was in knots and there was a painful swelling below his lower plastron. “That’s the thing Mortals do to have kids.”

“It is also a lot of fun,” Donnie’s reached down and ran his fingers over the painful bulge. Leo’s hand shot up and grabbed Donnie’s arm, but he did not pull his hand away. “Does that feel good?” Donnie purred.

Leo nodded. “What’s happening?” Leo’s voice and body shook.

“You are becoming aroused,” Donnie breathed. “Something you’ve always been equipped for, but never experienced. Angels miss out on a lot. Just relax and let it come out.”

“I don’t understand,” Leo grunted.

“I’ll show you,” Donnie leaned back and rubbed his own lower plastron. His shell parted and something dropped free. Leo stared at the thick, weeping member that stood, sticking out of Donnie’s plastron. “You have one too,” he licked his lips as he played with himself. “You just have to let it out and I can show you all the wonderful things that you can do with it.” Donnie nodded, “It’s okay.”

Leo panted as Donnie’s hand returned to his lower plastron. Their lips pressed together and Donnie licked across his lips again. This time Leo parted his lips and Donnie stuck his tongue inside. Leo pushed his tongue back against Donnie’s and their tongues darted around each other.

The pressure in Leo’s lower plastron became too much for him to contain any longer and his shell parted to let the cause out. Leo whimpered when Donnie grabbed the sensitive appendage and started to pump. He froze, eyes wide as he watched Donnie’s hand sliding along his shaft.

Smiling, Donnie looked up at him to watch his expression. Leo’s fingers dug into the sheets on the tatami, “I feel strange.”

“Relax and let it happen, Leo,” Donnie increased the pace causing Leo to whimper in surprise.

“What’s gonna happen?” Leo’s legs twitched and his eyes went wide.

Leo’s member throbbed sending a pleasurable sensation through him causing a high pitched noise to escape him. His hand came up and covered his mouth. He had never made a sound like that before.  

Donnie’s hand was wet with the stick substance that leaked from Leo’s tip making an audible squishing sound as his hand moved. Leo’s hips started to thrust in time to Donnie’s strokes causing a smile to spread across the more experienced Demon’s face.

Suddenly, Donnie bent over and took the whole thing in his mouth. His tongue lapped around it while he sucked. It was more than Leo could stand, blinding pleasure coursed through him. Another squeak sounded from him and the appendage throbbed.

Leo looked down and saw the white substance that dripped from the side of Donnie’s mouth. The other Demon licked at it with his long tongue, “How do you feel?”

A smile spread across Leo’s face. “Liberated,” he panted.

Donnie chuckled in response, “There is so much more that we can do.”

Leo bit his bottom lip and pulled it through his teeth, “I look forward to more.”

“There will be,” Donnie promised. “But for now we should sleep.”

Leo nodded and laid back on the tatami. That night he dreamed of being pulled from a Cherub with wet blue eyes. “Leo,” the Cherub cried out, reaching for him.

Leo reached back but could not remember his name.

“Evil is necessary in the world, Leonardo,” a voice boomed in his head. “Without the dark people would not know to appreciate the light.”

“No!” he cried out as he was pushed over the abyss.

“Leo,” the Cherub cried out for him. Leo wanted to call back, but he couldn’t remember his name.
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