I've been a part of the Church of Emeritus ever since I was born. My mother and father were high ranking clergy members. I'm next in line to rule over the realm of Asmodeus. It wasn't lonely growing up, I had Primo to keep me company, but once his brothers came into the picture he changed,

"Fuck this shit, Y/n!" He scream entering my room without warning, I jolt up in my bed, placing my book down and stopping my vinyl,

"Satan, Pri, what's wrong?" I shift over, patting the sheets beside me, he quickly lays in my bed and pulls a pillow to his chest, he looks like he's on the verge of a breakdown, "Primo, are you okay? Do you need help? Are you hurt?" I gently placed my hand on his cheek, forcing him to look at me, his Papa makeup streaked, he was crying before.

He throws the pillow to the floor and pulls me into him, he starts to sob on my shoulder. I quickly embraced him, "Shhhh, it's okay, Pri, it's okay. I'm here, I'm here for you, Pri." He cried for a few more minutes then pulled back and hid his face in his hands, I knew he felt ashamed, "Hey, hey, hey." I tisk, "What's wrong, you know you can talk to me...you know I'll understand." He shook his head 'no',

"No, no Y/n, you wouldn't...it's my brothers...it's-it's my mother..." I feel a twinge of pain in my heart. I had a mother, she passed away, I was supposed to have a brother as well, but he died too, "I will. Believe me, Primo, I will." I place another comforting hand on his shoulder, "Now what is wrong?"

He took a shaky breath, "I-Sister Imperator..." He always called his mother by her title, he says she was abusive to him, and now his younger brothers. Terzo just turned six, Secundo fourteen, we just celebrated our 19th birthdays, "She-she keeps hitting Terzo...he keeps getting bruised and now...now she has me watch them all day, all night....I-I can't do it! I'm not a parent! I'm her son..." His emotions overtook his words, I pulled him against my chest, "Shhhh, okay, okay there is something else isn't there?" I ask, trying to let him vent and get it out, he needed to,

"She-she wants to start the...Ghost project..." My eyes go wide, the band, the band he's been talking about since you were young, "I-Primo that's great, no?" He shakes his head and takes a deep breath, "Sh-she wants to kill us off as we 'retire' something about me not being the rightful heir to Emeritus..." I hug him closer,

"No, no Pri that will never happen, I'll make sure of it, please trust me." I say, a crazy idea racking my brain, "I-I need to marry at the end of the year..." I whisper, "I know we...we haven't...been dating, but...Pri...I love you and if it saves you ... .I'd abdicate for you to rule Asmodeus." The words kept spilling out and when I came to out of my mind, Primo was holding me,

"I have loved you since we were children, Y/n...I-I want nothing more than to be with you, it's true, but..." My heart shatters in anticipation, "I can't take your realm away, that's your birthright...that's...that's what your mother died for, I-I can't...."

I kissed him, I don't know why, I just did. Maybe it was the way he was holding me, the way we've been inseparable since diapers, but I kiss him. I feel him relax, his hand presses against the back of my neck, holding me as he takes control, I can't help but to moan. I let my hands roam his chest, his shoulders, his face, his...everything. We pull back panting,

"I-Y/n...Y/n I-I want to be with you, hell I'll marry you today, but you rule over your realm...I'll be there beside you, but I can't lead..." I smile as he kisses my cheek, "You'll be the best ruler they've ever seen."

"You will be too Primo," I've always noticed his eyes are slightly off, one was always lighter, but now it was white around the pupil, "Y-your eye..." I trail off, stroking his cheek with my thumb,

"Side effect of the Ghost project, dove." He coos, I melt at the new nickname,

"Do you want to stay with me tonight?" I ask in a whisper, not wanting to push anything onto him, he sighs,

"I-I should get back to my brothers...I don't want them near...her" I nod in understanding,

"You could bring them here...I know my dad would protect you all, I would too." I reach under the pillow to reveal my daggers, "I know my way around a knife" Primo smiles and chuckles, he kisses me again, I love his kisses,

"I'll bring them over later, let's have just another minute." I wrap my arms around his neck, my legs are draped over his, I sit on his thigh, his hand creeps under my shirt, his touch featherlike. My breath catches in my throat as he gently grabs at my hips. I kiss at his neck, he tenses, I laugh,

"Sh-shut up...Y/n...oh fuck..." He moans as I continue to nip at his neck. I feel something press against my leg, "Weak, little boy." I whisper in his ear, he whimpers, I love seeing him like this. We had one other night like this years ago...I remember how sensitive he was, I wonder if he's still the same. I trace my hand from his cheek, to his throat, to his chest, his abs, and down to the obvious tent forming in his pants, he shutters and whimpers,

"Satan, Y/n...fuck..." his hand fists in my hair, I can't help it, I need to please him, I need him to please me. I lay on my stomach between his legs and start to undo his belt, he lifts his hips so that I can pull down his pants and boxers, just enough to let his dick out.

I lick my lips as a drop of precum already comes out of the flushed head, "Please, dove, please." he begs, I smile wickedly. I lick just the tip, the salty flavor of cum hitting my tastebuds. His right hand grasps my hair, "Don't make me make you take it, Y/n." he growls. I smile and leave my tongue hanging out of my mouth as I tease his slit, he groans and forces my head down. I choke slightly, he was not small, nor thin...he was huge. I focus on breathing through my nose as he controls the pace, slowly picking up speed as his need grows.

I let my tongue hang out as he fucks my mouth, his hips begin to sputter quickly, I'm not shocked, he doesn't have time for himself anymore, at least with me he's happy, he's pleased. I look up at him through my lashes, he was always a bitch for eye contact. He whimpers more, he holds my head against him, I feel his cum shoot to the back of my throat, I swallow as much as I can, it was difficult with him entirely in my mouth, "oh fuck....shit...Y/n....oh Satan..." he moans, his chast heaving in ecstacy. I come off of his duck, his hand trails from my hair to my cheek, he gently wipes a little bit of his semen that dripped down the corner of my mouth.

"You are so, fucking, perfect Y/n." He pulls me into him, kissing me with a passion I've never felt before. I straddle his hips, my short pajama shorts riding up higher on my thighs. His hands roam down closer to my heat, I grind on him, finally feeling a bit of relief. I close my eyes and moan, but then my heart stops...

The door knob clicks...I quickly scramble off of Primo and cover each of us in my blanket, he fixes himself, he acts like he's sleeping, I pick up my book,

"P-Primo?" A little voice calls shaking...its was Terzo...

"Terzo?" He shoots out of bed, there goes the plan of being subtle, "Terzi, what's wrong little guy?" He asks in a soothing voice, I've never seen Primo be fond of children, but I guess this is his brother. Terzo starts to cry, he reaches for his brother. Primo picked him up, the room was dark, neither of us could see his face. Primo sat on the bed next to me, I sat next to them too. Terzo knew me, not well, but knew me...I used to help Primo babysit before my mom and brother died, it was too painful to see anyone with siblings...it made me miss him..."What's wrong, little bro?" He asks the crying child in his arms.

I notice him trying to hide his face into his brother's chest. I nudge Primo, he sits Terzo on his lap, we both gasp. His eye was swollen, his cheek slit and dried with blood, "Oh my Satan, Terzo..." I whisper. I pick him up and hold him in my arms, "It's okay buddy, it's okay." I get up and start to walk and bounce him, I can't believe what Sister Imperator had done to him, "Shhh, do you want me to help?" I ask, he nods into my neck.

I look over at Primo, he looks angry, I hold Terzo on my hip and hold Primo's hand, "I need your help, relax and help me help your brother." He looks at me and nods, I can tell he's stressed, but he follows me.

I lead, with Terzo in my arms and Primo behind me, to the potions room. It was a room my mother built for my brother and I in mind, Asmodeous's kin were supposed to hone potion making and magic, I haven't practiced since both of them died. I place my hand on the stone, "Open." it glows and the wall shakes, Primo pulls Terzo and I back into him, a hand protectively covering my head as I shield Terzo from the debris.

I wave my hand in front of my face, trying to remove the dust from filling our lungs. I blink my eyes quickly, and I immediately tear up, I see it...the room I spent so many hours in...a room that held so many dear and yet painful memories, "Come on." I choke out, wiping my tears. I keep Terzo close to me, Primo holds my arm, keeping us both close to him.

"Okay okay, Terzo, I need you to sit here and not move okay?" I place him on the altar, "If you take a nap,  I'll give you a treat later." I say with a smile, the child laughs, climbs onto the altar, and falls asleep.

I step back from the altar, I remember my brother laying just like this...but he wasn't sleeping. I swallow thickly. Primo notices my anxiety and fear, "hey, hey Y/n, it's okay, it's okay." He hugs me and kisses the top of my head, "If you can't do this, it's okay, it's fine,"

"No. No I couldn't save mine," I start to tear up again, "But I can help yours."

I force myself out of his arms and over to the shelf of ingredients. I quickly pull down several flower petals, salts, gems, crystals, and essential oils...my mother taught me this. I place the vials on the table and quickly flip open the book, a cloud of dust puffs up, I blow it away and start to read over the instructions, careful to do everything right.

I sprinkle the salt and flowers around the altar, Terzo sleeps soundly, "I place these flowers at your altar in praise..." I chant, "Heal those who are broken, help those less fortunate and in pain..." I start to pour the essential oils in a pattern around the altar, making sure to keep everydrop inside of the salt, "Show them the way to your grace." I pick up a dagger, the point touches my skin, I remember the moment I did this for my mother and brother, and it didn't work. I take a deep breath and prick my wrist, "Nema." I drip my blood around the circle, making sure to complete it before picking up a cloth and wiping my arm clean.

The ring glowed, it worked. Primo stood beside me, his arm around my waist as the room started to shake lightly. The bruises on his face began to fade back to a normal color, the gash on his cheek was being weaved back together, all while he stayed asleep.

The light faded to nothing, the circle now vanished, and Terzo still slept. I move to the altar, "Let's take him into my room, do you want to go get Secundo?" Primo looks shocked, a little uneasy, but nonetheless relieved,

"I'll be back." He kissed my cheek and kissed his little brother's forehead, my heart melted at the sight, "Please protect him." He begged looking in my eyes,

"With my life." He quickly leaves the room. I step out with Terzo on my hip and shut the door, my heart is heavy. I'm leaving with a live, breathing child...not my brother...but my future brother in law...I sigh, close the door and head back to my room. I placed Terzo down on my beanbag chair, it was soft and had a blanket covering it, he looked comfortable, I then moved to grab my dagger, and I sat by the door, ready to strike.

A few minutes later, I hear the doorknob move, I grip my knife...in walks Primo with a very tired Secundo, "Here, buddy, sleep in the bed, I'm sure Y/n won't mind..." Secundo nods and crawls into bed, cuddling up in the covers. Primo kisses his brother's head, "You're safe here, Two...rest well." Secundo nodded, then fell asleep.

I shut the door which caused Primo to jump, I placed my dagger down on my desk, "Sorry..." I whisper, trying not to wake the sleeping children. He quickly walked over to me and held me tightly, "Thank you, Y/n, thank you so much." I hugged him back, "no, no need to thank me, I love you, I love your brothers, I would do anything for them." I kiss his cheek, I can feel his tears against my lips, "Now, rest with me, I know it's not the most comfortable place, but the rug is cozy." He laughs lightly, "well, at least I'll have you." I blush, I love his charm

We both lay on the rug, he lays flat on his back, I do too, but he pulls me on top of him, "Rest on me, dove, it's okay, I love when you're near." I do as he says, he was strong, and built, but he...he was soft...I feel myself dozing off in his arms.

The night was crazy...my future was confusing...but I was with Primo...I would be okay.