The demon king is someone you don't want to cross lines with. He's the demon who surpasses the previous demon king; Lord Braginsky who struck fear into every lower-ranking with his false, childish smile. He loves no one and always has a stoic face when walking outside of his palace. Everyone seems to think that the heartless demon king is just that. Heartless. Void of any emotion and only shows a twinge of emotion when he's killing a human, eating a soul or just torturing anything. But alas that is a lie for the demon king has shown emotions outside of hatred, blood lust and disgust. Ever since he found a small red-haired male succubus (which was extremely rare) he had found that he could have a larger range of emotion. King Alfred first was a middle rank demon who worked his way to the top by killing humans with the best souls, creating fallen angels, destroying life's and toying with humans. Soon he reached a greater level of power then the old Lord and overthrew the old Lord but not without paying a price. You see when Alfred had found the small demon child who was named Arthur, Lord Braginsky found out about it and had seen something within the small child. He created a bond with the small child who was Alfred's "brother" and cast a spell on him which Alfred had no knowledge about. So now the demon king had a ticking timer on his moments with his younger "brother" that he never knew about.
"Demon king! Demon king! I brought you this delicious soul!" A brunette succubus said holding a glowing orb that held a powerful soul of a pure women who was know in the Heavens above. She held it in between her breasts and pushed her breasts up, trying to seduce the raven haired demon. He looked at her with his stoic face and took it. She was about to say something when a dull voice interrupted her.
"Alfred-sama, you are being requested by your guest." Kiku said walking towards the two demons. His black Japanese styled naval uniform flapping slightly from the sudden gust of wind that passed by in the world of the damned. Alfred inwardly smirked and nodded as he turned away from the annoying succubus and walked towards the grand palace.
"Thank you Kiku. Please escort this lovely doll back outside of the palace grounds." He said in slight annoyance of the women and kept walking. Kiku nodded and snapped his index finger against his thumb causing the succubus to be transported outside of the palace gates. Alfred finally entered the palace filled with gold, silver and jewels along with spheres in shelves that held precious souls. He was making his way towards the secondary living room that held what demon's mostly found as a sickening color to pair up with glorious black. The room that used to be filled with black ivory couches with red couch cushions and paintings of past lords, family members, and was a room to indulge in the savory souls was now converted into a child's play room. The room had black curtains hanging in the entrance and all over the four pillars that hid a floor covered in cushions of pink, red and black. Behind a thin pink curtain was a small demon child. He was giggling as he was playing with one of his many stuffed animals; currently he was handling a pink stuffed bunny who had black x's as eyes, a stitched up stomach, one folded long ear while the other was missing a small part of it's tip seeming as if it was bitten off. He flapped his small black leather wings and his small tail flicked around. Alfred gently lifted the curtain and was greeted by the sight of his little "brother" having a tea party with Mr. Bunny, Mr. Ted; a brown teddy bear with a left red bead eye and a black x on the right. He had a purple and black bow tied around his neck with a purple top hat on his right ear while the left one was half bitten off. Ms. Annie, a white wolf cub who had dark cerulean bead eyes and had bloody paws. She was the only one who was fully intact and also the only one with blood.
"You wanted to see me Artie?" Alfred said with a gentle smile towards his little brother while trying to keep himself from licking his lips at the sight of the younger demon. Now he won't deny the fact that he felt a sexual attraction towards the child, why do you think he's hidden Arthur from the others? The child was a beautiful male succubus and he did not want anyone to challenge him for Arthur for he would make Arthur his mate. Arthur turned to face his brother with a weak smile now and nodded slightly. Alfred did not like how Arthur was acting since the small child was acting as if something had frighten him (which should have been impossible since the demon king had only let Kiku and Natalya(1) know about the child's existence) and crouched down to his brother and placed a black leather gloved hand on the porcelain skin.
"What's wrong Artie? Did Nat scare you with her stories about what angels do to small demon children?" He asked playfully as he wanted to see a smile on the child's face. (Strangely it always caused him to smile when they mentioned anything about angels.) Arthur whimpered slightly and his eyes started to tear slightly.
"He said I couldn't tell you..." Arthur mumbled quietly causing Alfred to frown slightly.
"Who said you couldn't tell me?" He asked.
"He said I can't tell you his name...Big brother...I'm tired...carry me." He asked sweetly towards the demon king. Had it been another person Alfred would have scoffed and slapped them but since it was his younger brother whose emerald eyes gleamed with the look of fright and begging as he looked at him, he couldn't say no. Alfred sighed and nodded causing a tired smile to appear on the red head's face. Alfred pulled Arthur into his arms and stood up, cradling the child in his arms. Arthur held onto Mr. Bunny and his eyes slowly started to slip.
"Do you want to sleep in your room?" Alfred asked already knowing the answer to the question though.
"I wanna sweep with you...I'm scawed..." Arthur mumbled sleepily snuggling himself closer to his brother who chuckled softly and swung his tail slowly.
"Okay. Don't worry Arthur, big brother is here to protect you." Alfred whispered and started walking towards his bedchambers.
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Ivan chuckled as he re-appeared in his home in the earthling world. His violet eyes glowed in the dark house as he raised his clawed hand towards his face to move his razor sharp clawed fingers in front of him. He chuckled in amusement as he returned from his visit to Arthur.
"I told that idiot that he will pay the price for defeating me. Now I shall claim my prize soon. Oh how joyful this will be." He said with a smirk and pulled up his scarf to hide his smirk. Soon he opened his door, letting the Siberian winter gust blow into his face. He sighed softly and closed the door before running into the forest. "I will feed my thirst for blood meanwhile he is with his brother. After all I will tease my comrade before taking what he desires." Ivan said with a dark chuckle. Soon enough he dashed at the speed of light (since he was a demon nothing could kill him. Not even the power of the all mighty god could kill him) into a nearby village and seduced a young maiden in the tavern before taking her into the alleyway and pinning her onto the red bricked wall. He slowly whispered sweet nothings and false promises before kissing her down her neck. Soon he licked her neck causing a moan to rise from the eighteen year old girl. Ivan smirk and opened his jaw slightly, exposing his now visible fangs and bit into the girls neck. He muffled her mouth with his hand to quiet her screams of pain and slowly drank every last once of blood in the girl. He pulled away and wiped his bloodied mouth with a smile and chuckled.
"Thank you for donating your blood so willingly возлюбленная. Your naiveness is such a an exquisite taste. It adds to the flavor. If only you were pure." He said and pulled out a sunflower; he placed it in her hands and covered her in snow as if she was sleeping. And with that his true demonic appearance came out. His downwards pointed horns grew on top of his silver hair, his black leather wings that had a wingspan of 5 feet spreed out from his back, ripping out from beneath his winter jacket; his four foot tail appeared from the base of his back and his clawed hands finally appeared again.
"Ah I almost had forgotten how good it felt to kill a human and drink all their blood." He said and flapped his wings. He flew towards the roof of the tavern and cracked a grin. "Oh how great it will feel when I drink all of the blood from these pathetic humans." And with that Ivan used his powers to caused the sky to turn from sunlit midday to the darkness of night. He created blizzard like conditions to knock out the electricity in the tavern and then laughed. "How great it is to be evil." He whispered with his wicked grin and punched a hole into the ceiling causing even more panic to the unsuspecting humans.
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To say the amount of bloodshed was devastating was an understatement. There laid decapitated everywhere in their own pools of blood and Ivan was finishing up with the last male. He spat the blood into the humans face and growled.
"You taste disgusting. I shall just kill you." He hissed and with that he laughed psychotically at the fear the man had in his eyes before he ripped off his head from his body. Ivan's eyes glowed even brighter as his blood lust was still going on. He tossed the head aside and sighed. Now he was bored with these humans. So why not claim his prize? He thought about it and nodded.
"I hope you have not taken him yet король демонов. It would be a shame if something were to happen to your precious little брат."Ivan said with his childish smile and snapped his fingers to transport him back to the demonic realm.
A/N: ...O_O wtf? Lol it's a two shot! Will be updated later! It's like 4:40 am here! Too much partying for me. So in the next chapter it'll be Demon King!Alfred x Shota!Arthur for a moment! He'll be...interrupted ;) by someone. Some people are just such cockblocks! XD
(1) Natalya actually is a kind demon when she's around children.
возлюбленная = Sweetheart (please correct me if this is wrong!)
король демонов = Demon king
братbrother