A/N: Oh dear god. I am going to hell. I am actually going to hell. So this is a sequel to my Jesus M-PREG story. This is sex scene between Jesus and Nick. One shot lemon fic. Yes. I'm going to add a new chapter to the other one later, which reveals how Jesus gave birth to - spoilers - Sonic, when I can be bothered.

This isn't meant to be good or offensive, it's the summer holidays and I need something to do and people said I should write a sequel. DUN JUJ ME.

KAY HAVE FUN xox

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A quick sensation of apprehension clings to the back of my thoughts. I try forgetting it, burying it with the other doubts that linger half-heartedly in the pit of stomach. Satan could walk in at any moment – and then what? Our relationship would be over. Destroyed by this simple act of lust.

My soft hands that were once impaled with nails that fixed me to my cross stroked Nick's clavicle. "This isn't right." I whisper in an orgasmic moan.

"If this is wrong, Jesus. Then I don't want to be right." He pounces on me like a un-tamed gorilla, stripping me of my shirt. He beings tickling my chest with his figure tips, tracing the line of hair that travels to my crotch.

"Oh Nick!" I gasp, allowing my wild hair to fall over my forehead, draping me in a curtain of dandruff and sweat. He's nearly there I think as Nick begins un-doing my belt. He's going to find out about…

"Urm- Jesus." He says suddenly, looking up at me a troubled expression that makes my heart melt into a puddle of both embarrassment and regret. He holds my detached penis in his hand, examining it carefully. He then stares at my vagina, wrinkly, old and wet from my early orgasm.

"I didn't know how to tell you." I say, snatching my cock from his grasp and shoving it loosely back into the dark cave of my pussy. "Don't worry, it works perfectly fine. Now wear were we." My hands clasp the back of his head and push him downwards, allowing my cock to choke him. He begins to splutter and his sweet saliva engulfs my bell-end and slides down my shaft. "Oh yes. YES!" I roar as the sucking goes to a whole new level.

He pulls away, and looks up at me with creepy eyes and a grin that is worse than Miranda Cosgrove and croc's put together. Un-expectantly he tears my dick from my hole and throws me onto the bed, pouncing on me. His sweaty, naked body drowning me. I feel his cock tear me from the inside, his cum dripping out of my fanny. I feel some of inside of me – warm and soothing.

"OH YES! YES NICK!"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING HERE."

Panic. Despair. These are the first things I think as I hear my husband's voice. Deep, evil and sexy. "S-Satan. It's not what you think. "I stutter pushing Nic onto the floor. My husband storms over and grabs him by the testicals, throwing him out of the window into cold night air.

"I don't care. I just want you."