Chapter 21

Evie Warning: So you’re the one watching my boyfriend get f*cked by your main character?! I’ll kill all of you right now—except the tops, I’d keep the tops but I know b*tches who read this story are BOTTOMS and I’m coming after you!

“Let me take you for a joyride
I’ve got some candy for you inside”
Running through the parking lot
He chased me and he wouldn’t stop
—Tag, You’re It

THEIR POINT OF VIEW

“PRYCE!” Evie and Glass stormed after Pryce as he proceeded to the classroom to prepare for another lecture. “You are not letting a treacherous hick come back and watch my Evie like he’s some sort of animal!”

“Not everyone who graduates is a traitor, Eve.” Pryce calmly answered, bowing to a statue of the Lady, “Some of them just choose a life outside of the convent.”

“Oh really?! Let’s go through the list, shall we?! Margiela tried to f*ck my boyfriend behind my back, Chancy tried to kill you and left to become a serial killer before being put down by the Vatican, the triplets tried to nail me to a cross, and don’t make me mention Margiela twice because that b*tch removed the d*ck before I could shove it up her *ss!”

Glass was following behind saying, “Don’t forget Kraken.”

“F*cking Kraken!”

Pryce sighed at the both of them, “You boys only remember the worst alumnis. We have good graduates. For example, our latest graduate, Voss Vanderbilt, ranked the highest in class…”

“He masturbated while watching Lucien,” said Evie.

“Archer was kind.”

“He masturbated in the Monsignor’s room while the Monsignor was in there,” said Glass. Both men stopped and looked back at him because they genuinely didn’t remember that. “What, he was turned by his dad, he had daddy issues.”

“Pentacosta was nice,” said Pryce.

“Huge Nazi. He was turned during world war 2, and he became obsessed with Lucien because of the blues and blonde.”

Pryce sighed, “But Elio was the nicest man I’ve ever—”

“Because you’re white,” said Glass, with an airy sigh. “He was turned during the civil war, he always told me I was late for the fields.”

“He has dementia Glass, he was still very nice and made sure you had safely gone to your fictional field job,” Pryce argued, completely baffling Glass.

“Pryce, you have to tell the Monsignor to shove a Holy cross up Margiela’s—”

“Look, all of us have skeletons in our closets, you’re not perfect as well Evie,” Pryce faced them, unafraid to confront a seemingly vicious Everest. “You did unspeakable things to Jude Creston, not to mention plotted against Lucien’s innocence for your entertainment. You are not perfect, nobody is. Now you will welcome whoever alumni is going through those doors, it’s the least you can do for me after I saved either Glass or Jude from being taken away.”

That seemed to tick off Evie and Glass widens his eyes at the both of them.

“Don’t F*CKING tell me what to do, you blonde Aryan puppet! I don’t owe you anything! We will graduate and get the f*ck out of this hellhole!” Evie yelled at Pryce, but Glass’ head snapped towards him in disapproval of the idea.

“Graduating? We’re not graduating, Evie. We talked about this.” Glass hugged his own arms, his breaths deepening. Both Evie and Pryce’s glare softened upon seeing Glass’ eyes coated in tears. “You’re not actually thinking of leaving this place, are you? I can’t be out there… you know I can’t…”

“Glass baby, we’ve been here for far too long—”

“I’m staying here, I’m not graduating!” Glass exclaims, the windows around them shaking as if threatening to break. “If you want to graduate so much Evie… go ahead. Leave me. Leave me the f*ck alone and don’t ever talk to me again!”

Glass ran away angrily, with Evie calling out, “Baby—! F*ck! F*ck you, Pryce!”

“Go after him before he skips pills again and destroys the convent. You wouldn’t want Margiela to come back,” Pryce sighed, but Evie was already running after his boyfriend.

Pryce calmly walked to Redd’s room, where he knocked on the door and requested his assistance in the clinic. Redd, barely dressed, asked the blonde priest, “What’s wrong, P?”

“My head is pounding… I’d like a pill for it.” Pryce follows Redd to the clinic where both men talked alone for the first time in a while. Redd tends to avoid Pryce simply because he’s an authority figure. Pryce leaves him alone, but today the pain was disturbing him and he needed the nurse.

“Using your powers like that hurts like a b*tch, huh P… glad we’re not the only ones getting f*cked in the head,” Redd scoffs lightheartedly as he hands Pryce two pills and a glass of warm blood. Pryce was pinching his nose to try easing the pain.

“Using the Echoing requires a lot of concentration and the price for that is simply heavy straining of the eyes. I didn’t want to do that to you all, but it was the only way to scare Margiela into keeping Jude and Glass here.”

“Why keep Jude?” Redd asked, “Keeping Glass, I understand. He doesn’t want to leave here and you can’t separate him and E… but Jude may have a second chance of freedom if the Vatican trains him. He may become a Bishop like Margiela, and go traveling the world… don’t you think he should get a chance at that?”

After Pryce drank the two pills, he handed Redd the empty glass. “It’s the same reason I didn’t give you to the Vatican when you were a pain in the *ss, Redd. The Vatican is run by humans who think they’re superior—they want to control both humans and vampires, they will not treat you kindly. They shoved Satan into a little boy’s head, forcing him to keep the burden forever—what makes you think they will take care of Jude?”

Redd’s eyes lowered. He knows what Leo went through in the Vatican. He was tortured, and turned into a jail cell against his will. Redd answered, “They seemed to take care of Margiela…”

“Margiela is already a psychopath. Jude is innocent, good-hearted… the Lady loves him, I can feel it.” Pryce stood up to leave, but not without adding, “The last thing we want is for him to end up like Margiela.”

HIS POV

“Jude?” Leo knocked on my door with a voice that could tremble inner thighs, but I controlled myself, “Jude, we have to go to class after lunch break. You’re not really going to bed, are you?”

“I’m going to sleep in a grave, I can’t stay here anymore!” I yell out.

Leo leaned against the door, breathing softly. I can feel his lips barely touching the wood. “Is it about Margiela? I didn’t f*ck her. She used to be a student here when she was a… well, he. Used to be close with Evie until she tried to f*ck Glass behind his back, now all of us don’t want anything to do with her.”

I angrily open the door and asked, “Why are you telling me this, I told you I’m not jealous.”

“No one said you were,” both Salve and Leo said, but the latter was smiling. I feel like he’s not taking me seriously. “You’re adorable, you know? Even though you said you weren’t jealous…” Leo’s eyes knowingly scan my face, “You kind of sounded like you don’t want me sleeping with anyone else.”

“Th-that’s not true,” Jude looks down, “I can’t tell you to do that. Not when I’ve been sleeping with Glass… and Pryce. Evie is against my will, but… I can’t tell you to stay away from them. You can f*ck whoever you w-want.”

“Do you have feelings for Glass?” He softly asked, and my eyes widened. Behind him, Salve is watching with furrowed brows, because whatever my answer is, it’s linked to him.

Salve was on the bed, carefully listening to see if I was going to lie yet again. Not that I will, I… I will just stay silent.

Leo repeats, “Do you like Glass… the same way you like me?”

My brain short circuited, looking at Leo with my eyes, empty of thought. After careful deliberation, I answered: “O-of course, not! I mean—I like you, I like both of you. But Glass is in a relationship, so I can’t pursue him. Y-you—-argh, can we not talk about this now? Can’t you just f*ck me and drink my blood like a normal vampire?”

“Is that an invite?” Leo’s eyes falls half-lidded at the enticing request. Jude took a shocked step back, not expecting Leo to look very enticed to take his blood. His eyes flashed red, and my stomach seemed to drop with uncertainty.

“You don’t understand, do you?” Leo said as he entered my room, suddenly holding my waist firmly and made me sit on my desk. My heart is beating wildly, looking at him with wide, anticipating eyes. “I’ve stopped sleeping with them, Jude. It’s my way of telling you I f*cking like you.“

I sighed, my breath struggling to escape between us because he’s leaning into me quite aggressively.

“Forgive me Father, for I have sinned. I’ve never really had the guts to be possessive over you like this. I thought I never had the right… but all I could think of when watching the others f*ck you is how hot you look. My thoughts go wild, it makes me desire you even more. I don’t know if I should be jealous…”

“L-Leo, are you drunk?” He’s not usually like this; a sudden confession with red eyes that mean business, this isn’t like him!

“I don’t want anyone but you. He doesn’t care if you sleep with the others, but you, little human—”

I gasped, pushing him away when he got too close. “Devvy!”

A shadow of a tentacle slammed the door behind him shut as he pinned me against my table and clamped a hand against my lips, “Shhhh, shhh… if Pryce finds out Leo has been drinking, you’ll get him in trouble.”

I laid my hands on his arms, trying to push him away but f*ck—this devil will not release anything he doesn’t want to release! “Mfffhggg!”

“Wow… you’re prettier out here,” he grinned, pinning me against my dresser with only a hand to my waist and mouth. But I still can’t move—it’s the shadows pinning me down! “I wonder if you taste sweeter, hmm?”

“MFGGGFFFHHH!” I scream.

“Oh, sorry ma petite, did you want to say something? Hehe, sorry your lips were soft to the touch, I couldn’t help but imagine five of me inside there!” he giggled as he removed his hand.

“The contract! Leo said you couldn’t touch me!” I yell out.

But Satan tapped Leo’s head, “In here, I can’t… out here, I can… touch you~” he laid a hand on my neck and I flinched, watching him lean in to possibly kiss me.

“I—I… I can bring you fruits…!” I offered in a rush, making him pull away and tilt his head 90 degrees which creeped me out. Leo is handsome… but Devvy just looks like he’s up to no good. There’s a shadow of a split on his cheeks, but since Leo doesn’t have that it’s not real.

“Fruits~?” He purred, a couple of his tentacles grouping up to form a thick fox-like tail wagging behind him. “Oh! Fruits! You can give me the grapes, then? Mmm, yes please… I’d love for you to hand-feed me grapes as I **** your ******** pretty ***—”

“Enough!” I escaped from his hold, turning towards the door. “I-I’ll get you your grapes. Just stay here, okay?”

I hurriedly turned around to walk out, but not before he hugged me from behind with his shadowy limbs wrapping around my legs.

“You have to come back, okay? I love me my fruits… but you,” with a long tongue he licked me from shoulder blade to my ear, making me shiver. “… are the sweetest little thing.”

“Of course… of course!” With trembling breaths, I waited for him to remove his limbs and let me go. Without turning back, I closed the door behind me to hopefully find Pryce.

Or Glass or—anyone! Devvy is out here controlling Leo! I ran through the halls and towards the stairs, just in time to see Pryce walking down. “Pryce!”

I was out of breath when he turned around to look at me, and I urgently told him, “Leo needs help. S-Satan is…”

Pryce widened his eyes, concentrating to confirm
it by getting into Leo’s head. But he couldn’t speak to him, which means he’s inside the Withholding in the devil’s place. “Jude, where is he?”

“He’s in my room…”

“Sh*t. Keep him away from Lucien—” he ran up, but stopped to ask, “Did he ask for anything? Wine, blood?”

“G-grapes…”

Pryce sighed, “The kitchen has grapes on top of the refrigerator, hurry and get it. Appeasing the devil is a better idea than pissing him off. I’ll talk to Satan and make sure he doesn’t go for Lucy.”

“Why Lucy?”

“Innocence attracts the devil, and there’s nothing more fun to him than corrupting the most innocent student we have here,” Pryce said, and proceeds to the dorms without a word. Meanwhile, I rushed down the stairs to get the grapes.

I took the whole bowl, running up the stairs to my room. But even in the hallways, I can hear Leo—no, Devvy scream at Pryce.

“—YOU DARE DEFY ME, STRAW-HEADED VAMPIRE?! MY BROTHER LUCIFER IS YOUR CREATOR, YOU BOW DOWN AND RESPECT YOUR DIVINE UNCLE!”

I came into see the devil’s tentacles form a shadowy flame surrounding him, eyes black as coal as they angrily look at Pryce. His fangs are out, his teeth threatening, and his hands forming claws. 

“YOU DO NOT TREAT ME AS A PRISONER, THESE SHADOWS WILL STAB INTO YOUR GUTS AND USE YOUR INTESTINES TO MEASURE YOUR FAITH TOWARDS THE MOTHER—oh!” One blink towards me, and his tentacles disappear as well as his coal black eyes. He looks at me, holding the grapes, clapping his hands happily. “There’s Mon ame Jude, see how easy it is to get me what I want? Yehieee…”

Suddenly, his shadowy limbs dart to wrap around my waist and pull me towards the room, sticking me to him so he can pick off the grapes from my bowl.

“G-get off me! Pryce!”

The blonde was still glaring at Devvy as he cuddled himself to me, despite my efforts to get away.

“Well, you seem to have no intentions of corrupting Lucien,” Pryce said, crossing his arms and keeping his back on the door.

“Nahh, this one’s cuter,” Devvy keeps pulling me towards him and no matter how much I step on his tentacles, they’re made of shadow so I can’t hit them unlike in the Withholding! “Mmmmmm! The fruits here are SWEET! Not to mention his sweat too, I tasted it earlier and whooo—! Feed me the grapes, Mon cherie, then I may taste your fingers, hehe…”

“Let me go!” I dropped the bowl in a desperate attempt to escape. Pryce seemed in awe at how fixated the Devil is on me, keeping my body wrapped with his weird little shadows as he tries so hard to embrace me against my will.

Pryce suddenly lifts his head proposing, “If Jude were to sleep with you, would you go back into the Withholding?”

“HUH?!” / “Huh~~?”

“Pryce—!” I protested, “What do you think you’re doing?!”

“Making a contract. To ensure Lucien and everyone’s safety…” Pryce stepped forward, “It’s no different to sleeping with Leo, is it not? It is his body, after all. Satan…”

He tilts his head 90 degrees again. “I like Devvy more, it’s less evil…”

Pryce refused, “Satan, I would like to propose a contract. In any incident of you surfacing here, you may have all the fruits you want—except the forbidden one, Lucien of course. But… if Jude were to make love to you, you will return to the Withholding.”

“I don’t want to go back!” Devvy barked out, tightening his hold on me which made me wince in pain.

“Then you will not be provided fruits, and you cannot touch Jude,” Pryce activated his Echoing and vibrated the sound waves yet again, making the both of us scream. The devil himself yelled out and released me, which pissed me off because Pryce could’ve done that earlier!

But then again, he’s making sure Devvy doesn’t go and hunt Lucien. I’m being used as a distraction!

When Pryce stopped making our ears bleed, I stumbled to get up, crawling to my desk so I can prop myself up.

“So, what will it be, Satan?” Pryce strictly states, “Do you want us to exorcise you out of this world, as is the purpose of this convent… or do you want to go inside your confinement without pain? I know you can endure the pain, that’s why I threw in a little treat for you.”

Devvy was growling, body heaving up and down from the torture Pryce had just inflicted. He is inside a mortal body right now, so Pryce’s mind torture works on him.

“You’re a good negotiator… better than that old man,” Devvy growled, his voice less human and more beast-like.

Pryce looked at me, and I shook my head against the idea of sleeping with the devil. But he walked towards me and helped me up, “It’s still Leo’s body, Jude. You like him, yes? Just—”

“Hands off him!” Layered voices of both Leo and Satan yelled out as shadows wrapped around my waist to pull me away from Pryce. The same shadows wrapped around my wrists, keeping me from moving my arms.

“Ahh! Let me go!”

“Let me talk to him, Satan! The boy doesn’t want to be with you, and I am trying to make it easier for him!” Pryce squints his eyes, vibrating the air to threaten torturing our head again. Devvy growled, still possessively wrapped around me, but Pryce approached to take my face into his hands.

“Leo loves you. But he needs your help right now. Don’t think about the devil. Think of Leo… can you do that for me?” Pryce softly coos as I stare into his eyes. I’m feeling the shadow limbs soften around my waist and crawl into my pants.

But this isn’t Leo right now… those shadows aren’t his. I want Leo, I only want him! Pryce can see it in my face, so he leans in to kiss me on the lips, making me pause my breathing.

“What are you doing,” Devvy growls behind me, but it was effective in making me melt and relax. I sighed, no longer tense because of the comfort Pryce is offering me. Devvy wasn’t happy, he tore me away from Pryce as he yells out, “He’s mine—!”

“I want Pryce here!” I demanded, refusing to be alone with the devil. I went limp, too scared about Pryce leaving. If something goes wrong, he can stop the devil. “P-please… I want him here. If he stays here, you can touch me however you want. Please, Devvy. I want to feel good with Pryce…”

The grapes are surrounding my feet, but it seemed like he only wanted to eat me. Whether or not he’ll share me with Pryce is not my choice to make, but it’s the only choice I accept.

He didn’t say anything, but judging from Pryce’s cautious movements, he may still be against it. Pryce smiled and slowly unbuttoned my shirt saying, “He’s not going to hurt you, Jude. Won’t you, Satan?”

He sneered inaudibly, disgusted by the name. “Don’t push it, blondie. You’re only keeping your head because he said to keep you here…. otherwise…”

The shadows are stripping my shirt off, and I can feel Leo’s arms around me from behind. I can feel shadows crawl to one side of my hips, pushing my pants down. Whenever I feel my skin crawl from the feeling of those on me, I would hold onto Pryce.

He ends up hugging me, the blonde keeping an eye on the devil as he trails kisses from my shoulders, down my spine, then after his shadows strip me off my pants, I can feel his hands—Leo’s hands, touch my c*ck from behind. I kept my face against Pryce’s shoulder, and I’m slightly bent over so the devil can play with my body.

“Leo’s still inside, you know,” Pryce whispered as I gasp from a tongue running up my spine. Not Leo’s, no. It’s long and… serpent-like. “You love Leo, don’t you?”

I was gasping from the tongue trying to get inside me, so Pryce held my head to distract me. “Hey, listen to me. You love him, don’t you?”

“I-I don’t know…” after I answered, Pryce joined Devvy’s hand on my d*ck, and I seemed to have come to life while thinking of both Leo and Pryce on me. “Pryce, I can’t do this—!”

“Just relax. Think of Leo. It’s still him, you know. The body is all Leo. The other stuff is just shadow. You could do this for him, right?” He squeezed my d*ck, and I bit my bottom lip because I caught myself jerking my hips against their hold. My feet are still planted on the ground, shadowy limbs around my waist to hold me still while I’m bent over the air.

Soon, Devvy’s hands—”Shh,” Pryce cut me off. “It’s Leo. Breathe, and think of Leo.”

I nod my head, moaning at the familiar thick fingers going inside me. One with a ring I can feel getting inside. Leo… I moaned out, “Ohh, Leo…!”

His fangs clamped on my neck, not to draw blood but simply to mark. I moaned out, backing my hips onto those fingers as Pryce jerked me off. Then the blonde moved his head to the other side of my neck where he kissed softly, a stark contrast to Leo biting me.

“Sweet…” Devvy growled against my neck, licking my neck when blood started peeking through. I can smell my own blood; it’s not as strong, because it’s still full of oxygen. I haven’t c*mmed yet, but Devvy seemed to like my blood just as it is.

“What a sweet boy,” he purred, adding another finger which made me moan against Pryce’s chest.

“Be gentle,” he scolded the devil.

“F*ck off, yellow monkey! His hips are moving. He likes it.”

Shamelessly, I’m f*cking myself on Leo’s fingers. Those thick fingers with ridges on the joints that I can feel, marking every inch that goes inside. It’s attached to his veiny hands, more attractive when his fists are clenched. I moan, keeping my eyes closed as I imagine Leo putting them in deeper, but that’s when he pulled them out and the shadows suddenly threw me to the bed.

“I told you to treat him gently—!”

“I want to f*ck him, not you! So shut up!”

I was groaning because my head hit the mattress, when suddenly the shadow limbs held both my ankles and pulled me to the edge of the bed, keeping my legs open. “Prepare him for me, priestling! I want to feel his hot, sweet mouth…”

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