1. Redemption: Ch.5


    Date: 12/13/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: Levanahyll, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    He trained again. Trained until his body ached and muscles screamed from agony. Lucien worked through levels of demons and devils the holo-traing unit provided for him. He even trained with Devon and Ashriel; long, bloody, drawn out sessions that seemed to never end. Seth watched over what he ate, and Zak gave him a grueling workout routine. So far Lucien had gained fifty much needed pounds of pure brawn. Today he faced Natanael, Abdiel, and Eriel, who, he soon learned were probably the best swordsmen he’d ever fought, aside from his brother and Ashriel. Abdiel wore the usual loose black pants most reapers wore for training. Eriel, on the other hand, had a pair of pants that looked as though he’d been dipped from the hips down in a vat of latex. The effect left little to the imagination as it clung to every dip and curve of his body. He also had on a pair of thigh-high patent leather boots that drew more attention to his long-long legs and bulging manly package. He looked every bit the male whore fallen reapers were claimed to be. Abdiel had plaited his hair into a thick braid that hung halfway down his back, but Eriel had left his glossy sable tresses free. The dark-haired reaper held his blade at the ready, his eyes black with the promise of death. Despite Eriel’s indecent training attire, Natanael won the prize for most distracting and obscene. His long Mohawk was shocking pink and he’d added more tattoos to his body; a body that was all but bare. Instead of pants, the ...
    reaper had wrapped a four-inch wide ribbon of black leather around his hips, between his legs and down each long muscular leg. His feet were bare and his fingernails and toes were painted a deep metallic blue. He kept his midnight colored wings spread and ruffled and he too circled Lucien with a grin of pure evil. “Looser bottoms?” the pink-haired reaper teased, before growling through clenched teeth, “I hate bottoming.” Lucien felt revulsion lance through him as well as rage. “I’ll kill you first if you think you’ll ever get me to bottom to you.” “That’s the idea, kiddo,” Eriel chuckled. “You try to kill us, we try to kill you.” Right. Lucien knew he needed to get his anger under control. It was why he lost every battle against Devon. He hadn’t been able to defeat Ashriel, but then Ashriel hadn’t been able to kill him either, much to the reaper’s dismay. Devon had thought it a good idea to train with the reapers in case the Master Guardians hunting them found him. There was still a hefty bounty for the head of the former dark prince. They came at him relentlessly, using their swords and wings in an attempt to bring him down. Natanael continued to taunt him, and Lucien did his best not to succumb to his revulsion and anger. As soon as they finished training though, he was kicking Natanael’s ass out in the corridor. Meanwhile, none of the reapers were giving him a chance to get near them. They knew better and kept him at swords length hoping to tire him into losing. Lucien had ...
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