Chocolate! (on hiatus)

Ch 54: Inner Demons

A/N: HELLO ARE YOU READY FOR THE SIDE OF AXEL YOU RARELY GET TO SEE IF AT ALL!? the night terror side ;) oh and I'm thinking of making a mini story about Axels past that goes into more detail about his demon life, his life as a familiar and of course lots and lots of little lola ;) let me know if you guys want it! although you may have to read some sex between leila and him. 

and I may accidentally on purpose make that uhm...borderline pedophila very very..very very very very very very very totally prominent.

very.

Disclaimer: This author in no way shape or form supports pedophila and or stalking of children and in no way shape or form will write the sexualization of a child. 

but she does support hot lava cakes buying rainbow teddy bears that may or may not be for a little girl. and staring at sleeping photos of said child.

WARNING: MOST OF YOU ARE NOT GOING TO LIKE THIS AXEL he's downright abusive, horrible really...in his demon cake way..

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Axel POV:

This stupid idiotic human bitch! 

Who the fuck does she think she is coming into my realm and my home and trying to push me around.

The little cunt is three seconds away from me ripping her limb from limb.

She's lucky her terrified screaming and crying is one of the single most sexually arousing things I have ever heard.

Words cannot even describe how hard her begging makes me.

As if on cue she managed to claw her way out of the pit.

Shame. I kind of liked watching the undead trying to cop a feel on her as she cried and struggled.

Normally Lola being violated bothers me somewhat..sort of...kind of...

well if it wasn't me violating her then it bothered me.

But here in the personal hell I created for her. I cold make some illusional zombie fuck her brains out and I would be the one to feel it. 

Which is probably why I decided that in some way shape or form, every terrible thing I'm going to put her through is going to have some sick twisted form of eroticisim.

I feel like Lolas maze of fear and pain needs some flare.

So I'll throw in almost drowning and a few tentacles.

This bítch is going to beg for her life and fall at my feet like the fucking toy she really is.

Sobbing, her makeup ruined and smudged she curled herself up into a little ball in the corner, whimpering pathetically. 

I practically groaned. I forgot how much the underworld brought out my inner demons and I fucking love it. In the human realm I tend to feel guilty when I think about traumatizing and violating her over and over again as she begged for more and for it to end all at once because of her fucking gramps.

Here that flies out the window.

If I stayed here..if we stayed here...I could have her naked for me with a collar on her neck. he pretty little body always on her knees ready to service my whims, both sexual and sadistic. 

But here was also a living hell and a dump with my type food harder to come by and the requirement to take summons from fat ugly virgins. 

So I'll just traumatize the hell out of her so I wake up to a morning blow everyday anyways.