I'll be the shadow, You'll be the light

by Raven_Hex

Summary:

Papa Emeritus the IV is getting ready for the last ritual of the 2023 tour in Hamburg with a feeling of dread. He can't put his finger on anything, but he senses something is coming.
Elaine Emeritus, Papa's wife and soul mate is determined to keep him safe, no matter the cost.

Chapter 1: In the still of the night

Elaine Emeritus woke warm and snug in the semi darkness. The full moon was casting an ethereal glow through the floor to ceiling gauze draped windows.
The silence of the unfamiliar suite was broken by the occasional crackle of the fire in the adjacent room.
She rolled over sleepily throwing her arm over the left side of the bed frowning as she found it empty and growing colder by the minute.

“Where is he?” she whispered.

Rolling back over she swung her legs over the side of the bed, fumbling for her black silk robe which lay discarded on the floor at her feet; throwing it on as she rose. She glanced at rich neon blue display on the alarm on the bedside table; 3.00am.

She pads bare foot across the plush carpet to the window, and looks out at the myriad of lights that make up the sleeping city of Hamburg. Just one more night she thinks to herself then he’s home.

She continues to pad back across the room to the living area in the adjoining room tying her robe as she walks.

She finds Papa, her Copia in the darkened room, sitting back in a red wingback chair, wearing nothing but black silk pyjama bottoms and a worried frown, nursing a tumbler of whisky in front of the roaring open fireplace, which dominates the room. Lainey watches the shadows of the dancing flames play across his handsome features. The firelight ignites the colours of his tumbler as he swirls the amber liquid, whilst he stares into the flames, deep in thought.

She approaches him quietly snaking her arms around his neck from behind and plants gentle kiss to the crown of his head.
He stares up at her; eyes wide with concern “I’m sorry amore did I wake you?

“No my love” she answers as she kisses his temple “I woke to find you gone, I was worried”

He looks adoringly at her and then pulls her gently on to his lap; wrapping his arms tightly around her, gently kissing her neck as if fearing she would disappear.
Lainey strokes his worried face “My love, what’s wrong?” he turns into her tender touch and kisses her palm.

“I cannot sleep mia amore, it alludes me. The tour has been a great success and tonight is the final show” he begins
She continues to stroke his face, “So, that’s at a good thing isn’t it?” she says tipping his chin up, forcing him to meet her gaze, “it means you will be returning home with me where you’ll do nothing all day except write new material for the Ghost project and cook your world famous baked rigatoni and then by night make mad, passionate love to me in the name of Satan?”

“Hmm, si” he smiles sadly, as he hugs her closer “that definitely sounds like a delicious reward for all my artistic efforts, but I keep thinking of what happened to your father and the other papas”.
His eyes search her face. Seeing a brief sting of pain etched on her lovely features.

“Something is coming amore I can feel it. Sister Imperator has been keeping a low profile and it troubles me.”

Lainey turns in his lap and takes his face in her hands looking deep in his eyes “My love, nothing is going to happen other than a triumphant final show of the tour; I won’t allow it. I will be with you tonight at the side of the stage.
If Seestor tries anything I will scratch her fucking eyes out for starters, Si?!”

He laughs deep in his chest and kisses her on the forehead, “Si, la mia leonessa, She should be wary of your claws”

He strokes a stray hair back behind her ear and leans in to place a kiss her on the lips, his hand slipping under the hem of her robe, as he deepens the kiss, licking along her bottom lip, requesting entrance to her hungry mouth, which she gladly permits.

She moans softly into his mouth has his questing fingers find one of her pert nipples, pinching it gently making her arch her back, pushing her hips forward. She can feel his cock hardening against her thigh, breathlessly she breaks the kiss.

“Come back to bed Papa, Don’t lose sleep over that scheming venomous old bitch!?” she begs as she grinds her core against his lap.
He smiles and his eyes darken with lust, “hmm, maybe you could persuade me cara?

Her hand inches lower and dips below the waistband of this bottoms, skimming over his curls to lightly stroke his now painfully hard cock. “Cazzo!” He lets out a sharp hiss as her fingers wrap around him and begin to rub up and down his length.

She lean in and whispers in his ear, “Take me to bed and fuck me senseless Papa” nibbling and kissing his earlobe to make sure to get her point across.

With a low growl he stands, sweeping her up in his arms “Your wish is my command mia dea” and carries her giggling and squirming back to bed.

 

Lainey woke feeling the solid warmth of him against her naked back, hugging her into his chest, as he tries to cling on the last remnants of warm blissful sleep.
She snuggles back against him and wiggle her ass against his hardening cock just for good measure.

He smiles against her neck. “Buongiorno amore mia” kissing the spot below her ear that makes her melt.

She smiles in return “Good morning to you too my love. How are you feeling?” she asks tentatively. Willing him to have found some calm during the remainder of the night.

“Much better after your distractions last night teroso, grazie; Although, I think I might need a little more distracting this morning Si?” he wiggles is eyebrows suggestively at her as he flips her over onto her back, wasting no time in throwing his leg over her and laying on top of her effectively, pinning her to the mattress beneath him.

He plants butterfly kisses down the length of her jaw and down her neck making her moan wantonly. His kisses travel lower to rest his head on her ample breasts. “ah, my favourite place”, he sighs closing his eyes in contentment, as she gently runs fingers through his sleep tousled hair. “This is bliss”, she agreed.

Their bubble of contentment is rudely interrupted by loud shouting in the corridor outside, followed by the sound of loud insistent knocking on the door of their suite.

Papa launches himself off Lainey’s deliciously warm body with a low angry growl; grabbing is robe on the way to answer the door

He wrenches the doors open with obvious irritation “Per l’amor del cazzo, è meglio che l’hotel sia in fiamme” Coming face to face with Sister Imperator and Aether.
“Sorry boss I tried to stop her!” Aether apologises throwing his hands up in the air defensively behind Seestor.

Papa’s rage dims slightly “Its ok Aether”, as he flashes him an understanding smile; However, his rage reignites, as he turns to face Imperator “what in all that is unholy do you want this early sister?”
She stares at him with disapproval as he blocks the doorway. “We need to discuss the set list for tonight C!”
He lets out a defeated sigh as he stands aside to let her and Aether enter the suite.

Lainey sighs, pulling the covers over her head, “Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me, She’s such a bitch” she whispers as Aether, comes to sit on the end of the bed, leaving Papa and Sister to their discussion.

“How’s he doing Lainey” Aether asks as he draws nervous circles with his finger on the bedspread

“Not so good Aeth” she confesses “He’s worried that Imperator has some grand plan to get rid of him” he nods. “I know Lainey, we can’t prove she was involved in the death of your father and uncles, but I sure as shit believe she masterminded it!”

“I swear by Lucifer himself I am going to make her pay, she better not be planning anything, I swear by all that is unholy if she hurts one hair on Papa’s head and I will tear her apart myself” fury burning in her eyes leaving Aether in no doubt she would be true to her word.

He nods in agreement, “and myself and ghouls will be right beside you Lainey.”
“In the mean time I’ll go and fetch you and Papa some breakfast, whist you get a shower. It’s going to be ok, we just have to get through the show tonight. Try not to worry you’ll be watching out for him off stage and me, Swiss and Sodo will be watching out for him on stage. We’ve got this.”

She leans forward hugging Aether tightly, as tears starting to run down her face.

“Thank you Aeth, I don’t fucking trust her. Please keep him safe, I can’t lose him too”
She presses her tear stained face into his shoulder.

“Hey, hey don’t cry I’ll keep him safe I promise” as he hugs her to him gently rubbing small circles on her back, until her sobs subside.

“Hey I leave you two alone for five minutes” Papa laughs has he walks back into the bedroom.
Lainey hastily rubs her face as she smiles up at him “What you jealous Papa?”

“Elaine Emeritus just know I would never willingly share you with anyone, but if Aether is offering to join us ” he laughs as the swerves the pillow she threw at him.

“What did the evil old bag want this time” Lainey asks as she arches a quizzical eyebrow at him?

“She wanted to change one of the songs on the set list for tonight, Satan knows why, they are fine as they are. Instead of ‘Kiss the Go Goat’ she wants us to play ‘Respite on the Spitalfields’?” he said as he sat on the end of the bed next to Aether, hugging the pillow to his chest.

Both Lainey and Aether exchange a puzzled looks. “Why that song?” She asked “It’s not exactly upbeat?”

“I know cara, but she was most insistent, saying it is fitting song to play along with ‘Square Hammer’ to end the final show” he said shaking his head.

Aether stood and clapped Papa on the shoulder “Well if that’s all she wants to change that’s good news for us boss” He walked to the door “Any requests for breakfast?”

Papa through for a moment “Bacon, pancakes and lots of coffee, I know Lainey won’t disagree with my choices, Si Cara?

“Absolutely amore” She says with a smile.

“May I suggest you both get showered while you have the chance” Aether suggests chuckling as he closes the door behind him.

Chapter 2: Waiting for the night

Summary:

Sound check for the Hamburg goes ahead as planned.
Anxiety escalates for Elaine Emeritus.
"Just one more ritual"

The mid-afternoon arena sound check passed mostly uneventfully, the only sticking point was Sunshine being called to see the on tour seamstress half way through the set to address a last minute costume alteration.

Papa twirled round and addressed the band “Thank you ghouls I know the ritual tonight will be a spectacular finish to the current tour and you are all going to be amazing so, take some time to rest, eat or whatever before we take to the stage again, okey dokey?”

Various replies of “Yes Boss”, “Thank you Papa” echoed round the stage as the ghouls troop off to their dressing rooms

He positively bounces off the stage toward Lainey his arms spread wide “Cara what did you think? Looking good si?

She smiled catching him in a wide hug “as always Papa” she confirmed with a wink.

Looking up into his eyes she breathed “Only tonight amore and then I get you all to myself”

He leaned down and kissed her forehead “I can’t wait teroso” I fully intend to whisk you off to a secluded island somewhere, just the two of us and where I will spend hours and days worshiping and pleasuring your body, making you scream in ecstasy “

“Hmm” she mused licking her lips at the prospect “Sound like a positively perfect idea to me” as she leans up and kisses him a sinful smile playing across her lips.
“but for now let’s get you fed, caffeinated and rested before the show” wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Si an excellent idea” as he turns her in his arms and gently encourages her to walk forward towards the backstage area with a pat on the bottom.

“Don’t push your luck Papa” she shouts over her shoulder, leaving Papa chuckling following in her wake

 

The atmosphere backstage was one of choreographed chaos. The warm up act had stirred up the crowd and the buzz of excitement in the auditorium was palpable.

Lainey had hugged each ghoul, as they took the stage and placed a passionate kiss to Papa’s lips, as she relieved him of his coffee cup and ushered him on to the stage.
“Give them hell my love” she shouted as he bounded into the spotlight, as the opening bars of Kaisarion echo through the arena and are met with the roars of adoration and excitement from the faithful, the collected 'Siblings of Sin', who have packed the arena to the rafters.

She breathes out as Papa’s screaming growl signals the start of the ritual.

“And we’re off” she thought as anxiety began to creep up her spine.

Notes:

so the ritual commences.....

I'll try and add more chapters later today.

Chapter 3: The dreams that you dread Can become just as real..

Summary:

"Nothing ever lasts forever"?

Two songs in and Papa was in his element.
Lainey watches proudly from her vantage point in the darkness backstage; as he pirouettes, gyrates and struts around the stage; knowing exactly how to whip the assembled masses into frenzy of lust and unholy ecstasy.

She screamed with excitement, jumping up, as the ghouls launched into her favourite song, Faith.
She caught Papa grinning at her, as she blew him a kiss.
Catching the kiss in his hand, with a wink and a sinful grin he places his hand quickly on his on his cock, encased in those utterly sinful laced trousers, which show off his biteable ass and generous endowment to best effect.

She blushes and bursts out laughing at her adorably decadent lover. She was so grateful he was hers.

She watches with anticipation as he ascends to the platform area at the front of the stage and growls the line “faith is mine motherfuckers”; At his exclamation Lainey all but melts into the floor, knowing exactly what effect that line will have on not just her, but the crowd itself, as the screams grew impossibly louder.

As the ritual thunders through each song, she makes sure to steal a kiss from him and offer words of encouragement and praise at each of his costume changes. He smells incredible, it is the embodiment of the downfall of angels; a heady mixture of incense, sweat, leather and his own unique masculine essence. I could make a fortune if I could bottle it, she thinks with a cheeky grin.

Her attention is now drawn to the front of the stage, where she watches with a wry smile, as he singles out one lucky person to commend his full attention during ‘Cirice’; she knows only too well what the life changing effect it is having Papa stare lovingly into the depths of your soul; For those precious minutes that lucky person will feel like the whole universe has shrunk down to the size of one remarkable, magnetically sexy, talented man and that nothing else could possibly exist outside of your shared space.

She also knew the look that he shares with the crowd is nothing compared to the one’s he shares with her in their intimate moments. As she alone sees his beautiful face when he comes inside her, her name spilling from his lips like a prayer to Lucifer himself.
That look alone could kill the entire crowd, consuming them in a carnal desire so strong, it would burn them to ash in seconds.
Papa may devotedly worship the Dark Lord, but his soul belongs only to her.

Then the moment is broken as he stands blowing a kiss to the lucky soul in the front row. It’s a shame the pandemic rules have stopped him kissing their hands, she thought sadly, it was always a lovely end to the song.

As Lainey counted down to the remaining four songs on the set list; and she allows herself to relax slightly, revelling in the responsiveness of the crowd and their willingness to engage with Papa in his ‘spicy’ little chats with them, where he promises to come back to Germany and ‘do’ every single one of them at the next ritual. In light of the lack of sexual favours on offer this time around , he enthusiastically encourages the crowd to go home after the ritual and fuck each other and if they don’t have special someone then to go fuck themselves, as after all everyone deserves a ‘happy ending’ at an amazing evening.

He ends the conversation by shouting “this is a song my Papa used to sing” as the ghouls launch into ‘Mary on a Cross’. The crowd go wild; especially at moments in the chorus where he demonstrates to the crowd how very talented his fingers are.

As she dreamily recollects all of the times he’s used his skills on her she is vaguely aware of Sister Imperator coming to stand beside her. “Sister” Lainey says more sharply than she intended, acknowledging her presence.

Imperator stands stiffly watching the performance, “Cardi is on top form tonight Elaine”, Lainey bristles at Sister’s disrespectful reluctance to call Papa by his title and for the use of her ‘Sunday’ name. Lainey knows all those who love her and all those who she loves in return with never dream of addressing her as ‘Elaine’, unless it was Papa and his was in a particularly ‘Dominant’ mood.

“He is Sister” Lainey agrees

“Shame it has to end tonight” Before Lainey can question her she stalks off in to the darkness backstage, her heels clicking on the floor announcing her exit.

Lainey’s attention is drawn back to the stage, as Papa addresses the crowd.

“ We are going to give you a real treat, seen as this our final ritual of the tour”, the crowd answer with a chorus of ‘boos’ and ‘Nos’, He frowns in mock irritation.

“Do you know how fucking negative you all sound right now?” he pouts “We can fuck off and leave you wanting?”

The crowd responds with shouts of “don’t go Papa” and “we are sorry”.

He turns back to the crowd his arms open wide, the lights hitting his favourite sparkly blue jacket, which he constantly informs Lainey makes him look like a proper rock star, much to her amusement.

“Okey Dokey you all are forgiven. Beware this next song is a real killer” he snarls at the crowd, as he turns on his heel and twirls away upstage as the Ghouls play the opening bars of ‘Respite on the Spitalfields’.

On the far podium at the back of the stage, Sunshine turns to her companion Cirrus as her head begins to fill with buzzing white noise. Sunshine shakes her head and stumbles blindly towards the podium steps, the pain and foggy feeling in her head increasing. Cirrus ignores her exit, as she concentrates on keeping up the hastily learned backing vocals.

Sunshine almost cries out with her hands over her ears as one phrase repeats over and over in her head. “Dispose of him”. She numbly starts to walk quietly to the front of the stage, where Papa and the Ghouls are in full flow.

“We’re here in the after, of a murderous crafter” Papa croons in the bright spotlight.

As the song progresses, Swiss notices for the first time that Sunny is out of her spot, he gestures to Aether, who just struggles. Sodo, Rain and Papa continue to face front wowing the crowd.

As Papa reaches the second verse Sister Imperator arrives to stand next to Lainey, wearing an unmistakably smug smile.
It was then that Lainey notices Sunshine walking towards Papa a knife pulled from the back of her modified waistcoat. Lainey lunges forward shouting to Papa, as Imperator grabs both of her arms and holds her back; her screams of warning swallowed up by the surging bass.

Swiss sees the knife and jumps down from his podium trying to close the gap between himself and the possessed ghoul

As Papa still unaware of the danger behind him sings menacingly “And the dreams that you dread can become just a real”.
Griping the microphone stand as he finishes the verse “As the blood that was shed with the slash of his steel”

Sunshine surges forward grabbing him from behind and draws the razor sharp knife heavily across the front of his throat.

Notes:

Sorry to leave you in enviable bits.
I'll post chapter 4 on 3/01

As usual all comments and insights welcome

Chapter 4: When the summer dies

Summary:

Nightmares made real.
Can Lainey save Papa from Imperator's twisted schemes?

Time seems to freeze, Papa’s eyes are wide with shock as his leather clad hands reach up to the gaping wound in his throat; Trying desperately to stem the flow of blood anointing the faces of the faithful in the front row. His wild terrified eyes meeting those of Lainey, as she struggles to get out of Imperator’s vice like grip.
Lainey throws her head back hard into Imperator’s face; hearing a satisfying cracking noise and a screech of pain, as the sister releases her grip on her arms. Lainey scrambles across the stage to Papa’s now kneeling form.

“Kevin for fuck sake call an ambulance” Lainey screams in blind panic for the Stage Manager, as everyone on stage is frozen, staring at the scene in numbed shock.

It was then that a few members of the crowd realised this may not part of the show, but were still unsure. Sure the other Papa’s had theatrically died or been removed from the stage during rituals, it was all part of the show, part of the Ghost lore, wasn’t it?

The crowd started to scream and cry out in fear and confusion.

His precious blood covered Lainey hands and t shirt as she tried to stem the flow of blood running over her fingers and pooling round them on the stage floor, by pressing the high collar of his shirt against the gaping wound.

“ no, no, no don’t you leave me, I’m here my love I’ve got you” she sobbed desperately pulling him into her lap rocking him back and forth, as his fear filled eyes looked up into her blood stained face, now tracked with free flowing tears; blood pouring out of his mouth, as he desperately tried to speak.

“It’ll be alright amore just hang on Kevin has gone for help” She said soothingly as she stroked his blood socked hair; She silently offered beseeching prayers to Satan himself to save the man she loved. It can’t end like this, it just fucking can’t!

She watched in despair as he fought for breath once, twice, the horrendous bubbling noise suddenly falling silent, as Lainey watched the light leave his eyes and he lay still in her arms. Her screams of anguish and loss joining those of the crowd.

In the midst of the chaos, Sister Imperator takes to the stage, walking purposefully to the microphone stand without a second glance at Papa’s broken body.

“Kevin an ambulance won’t be necessary” she added coldly

Lainey stares up at her; disbelief etched on her face, which turned to grim satisfaction when she saw the bloody mess she had made of Imperator’s nose. This then in turn gave way to pure, white hot fury

“I will fucking tear you a part you fucking murderous bitch” she screamed, as she lunged at Sister Imperator with her fingers drawn into claws aiming for any part of her face she could reach.

Imperator steps back, ”Someone restrain her” Imperator shouts to the individuals collected on the stage.

Strong arms wrap around Lainey from behind, pinning her in place as she kicks and struggles against them, in her attempt to reach the smug, venomous bitch standing in front of her.

“Lainey calm down I don’t want to lose you too” recognising Aether’s shaking voice she stopped struggling.

“I don’t care Aeth” as she spits as she twists in his grip “I have nothing now she’s murdered my heart and soul”.

She met Imperator’s cold stare “I swear by all that is unholy and to his Infernal Majesty himself I will fucking kill you with my bare hands and watch as you bleed out you scheming whore!” a venomous promise dipping from every word.

“Lainey don’t” Aether warns his tail flicking angrily.

“Many have tried my dear, I doubt you will get the chance, there will be no trace of the Emeritus bloodline once this night is through”, Imperator glared smugly down at Lainey “We must all embrace change my dear”.

Imperator turned and addressed the crowd, “Children of Hamburg, There is no need for alarm. You were fortunate to witness the dawning of a new age. Thank you for taking part in tonight’s ritual. Your new papa will be delivered unto you in the coming days” she shouted joyously, her arms outstretched, as if she had bestowed the greatest gift upon the faithful.

Lainey notices for the first time that Swiss and Mountain have their arms wrapped tightly around Sunshine, who seems to be in some kind of trance.
She shouts at Imperator’s back “What the fuck did you do to Sunny, she wouldn’t have done this willingly!?”

Sister spoke, keeping her back turned towards the crowd, distain filling her voice. “She served a purpose. Why should I care she’s just a Ghoul?”
“You vicious cold hearted cow” Swiss roared still gently, but firmly holding Sunshine’s small frame. "She's going to be broken when she realises what she's done!, she did't deserve this"
With that Sunshine comes too blinking, looking numbly at the knife in her hand. Confused as to why she was standing so far down stage. Papa will be so cross, that she’s left her usual spot.
Aether speaks gently to her stroking her face “it’s ok Sunny, drop the knife, we’ve got you. We know it’s not your fault, Imperator made you do it” looking at her with pained concern.
She looks round in confusion and her gaze falling on Papa’s blood soaked body, now cradled in Lainey’s arms.
Swiss hugs Sunny to his chest, as her breath comes in short anguished gasps and she starts to shake, letting the blood stained knife clatter to the stage floor.
“What have I done? What have I done? Papa I’m sorry, Lainey I’m so sorry I didn’t. I didn’t mean….”Her voice breaks as she sinks to the floor, Swiss falls with her gently pulling her into his lap enfolding her in his arms, his chin on the top of her head as anguished sobs wrack her small body.

Suddenly the atmosphere in the arena changes. The ghouls look at each other sensing the shift in power as static electricity fills the air.
Lainey screams in shock as Papa’s body begins pulsing with teal light raising into the air. She scrambles to her feet just, as Aether and Mountain comes to stand in front of her.
Those assembled watch in shocked awe as Papa’s body is shrouded in blast of brilliant light, temporarily blinding the occupants on the stage and what is left of the crowd.
His body slowly lowers back to the stage floor and everyone waits. The silence in the arena is deafening.

Notes:

I know this has been a bit of a traumatic one, but it will be worth all the heart ache I promise.

Chapter 5: I don't want my fangs too long

Summary:

Papa is murdered before the faithful.
Has Imperator schemes come to fruition or does Lucifer himself have other plans?

A sharp, heavy intake of breath cuts through the silence, as Papa slowly sits upright opening is mismatched eyes. The wound at this throat all but disappeared.

An pair of black horns, similar to those of his ghouls, peek out through his blood slicked hair. These are matched by a vicious looking pair of razor sharp fangs and a set of wickedly sharp manicured fingernails, which poke out of the tattered remains of his once beautiful leather gloves.

A lethally seductive power radiates from him in waves and his mismatched eyes, now a deadly combination of fiery blue and ice white appear unfocused.

Before Aether can stop her Lainey falls to her knees next to her soulmate; tears of disbelief falling from her eyes.

She places a tentative, shaking hand on his arm. Looking at his beautiful features marred by the blood and tears shed moments before.

“Amore speak to me, is it really you?” her eyes desperately search his face for any indication of recognition.

He turns to face her, but addresses the ghoul behind her, his voice crackling with power “Aether get her out of here, she is my heart, keep her safe”

“Yes Boss” Aether answers, without a moment’s hesitation, wrapping his arms around her, pulling her up from the stage. “I won’t leave him Aeth!” she screams in protest as she struggles in his grip.

“Lainey for Lucifer’s sake do as he says, this is between Papa and Sister now”. He tells her firmly, as he half carries her into the darkened safety at the side of the stage.
Papa stands and looks out over the crowd, those who remained begin to cheer and scream in awe and relief.

Imperator turns and looks straight into the burning eyes of Papa Emeritus the IV. She starts to back away in fear and confusion, but loses her footing in Papa’s congealing blood, spilled in what seems like a lifetime ago.
His hand shoots out and grabs the sister by the throat. Her eyes become wide as she tries to scream. “How does it feel to come face to face with your own mortality sister?” he whispers in a dangerous growl.

A black void opens behind him and a tall, impossibly beautiful man, immaculately dressed in an exquisitely tailored black suit and purple tie walks to stand behind Papa, his delicately manicured hand resting on his shoulder.
All the ghouls on stage instantly fall to their knees and bow their heads in reverence, shaking with mixture of terror and adrenalin.

Aether addresses the stranger from the side of the stage, his head bowed. “You honour us with your presence your Majesty”
The stranger smiles benevolently towards the ghouls, his hand never leaving Papa’s shoulder.

“Stand my children, it is not you who will incur my wraith today”

Lucifer turns his gaze toward the sister struggling in Papa’s grasp. His demeanor changes emanating unbridled fury. She visibly shrinks back under his scorching gaze.
“Did you honestly think your plans would work sister?” His voice dangerously low and silky “After all he is our son!”
There are collected gasps of disbelief filling the stage.

“My mother?” Papa‘s voice breaking with emotion.

“Yes, my son, she was supposed to show you love and train you to take your rightful place by my side, once you came of age; However she thought to control you, and keep your birth right hidden from you; allowing you to believe you were unwanted and unloved. I could not interfere until she committed the ultimate unholy blasphemy, by having you murdered by an innocent” Lucifer turns to smile gently at Sunshine, lovingly stroking her hair.

He returns to maintaining a soothing grasp on Papa’s shoulder. “I have always watched over you, my son and guided you where I could, I couldn’t be prouder to see the man you have become. A man of fierce passion and integrity , who values love and loyalty above all things”.

Papa shakes with barely contained shock and rage “My own mother had me murdered? His grip tightening around the old woman’s throat “She tried to take me from my beloved, shattering her heart, as she watched me die in her arms?”

“Not just you my son, but your father in law and his fratelli. She needs to answer for her crimes” Lucifer’s eyes narrow “I think our current Papa could use more allies on this night of retribution, yes?”

Three more void portals open up relieving Primo, Secondo and Terzo, all whole, healthy and bristling with power, looking resplendent in their individual Papal attire and paints.
Lainey cries out from the side of the stage “Father” and Primo turns to face her, reaching out a warning hand. “Piccola, I am well, stay with Aether”
All three men line up with Papa and vengeance glitters in their eyes, as they watch the sister squirm in Papa’s grip.

“Not so funny now is it vecchia puttana” Terzo sneers.

“So what we do with the bitch miei fratelli” Secondo’s gruff voice breaking the silence, his lips twisting in to a lethal smile, which promised the guarantee of pain.

The Sister twists in Papa’s grasp, trying to turn away from the men now bearing down on her, the embodiment of her hatred of the Emeritus line.
“I only wanted to test if it was true” she wailed, tears of terror streaking her face “I knew you would rise Copia, I never meant to hurt you my son, everything I did I did for you!”

Papa throws back his head and laughs, it is a deep, humourless sound, dark and rich.
A crooked smile, which never reaches his eyes plays across his lips, his fangs glinting under the stage lights. “Bullshit, you did it all for your own selfish ends, you thought if you could control the antichrist then, you could control the world!” He leans in close to her face “I’m not your fucking puppet anymore”.

“but..but..Cardi..I..I” she stutters her eyes are blown wide in panic.

“Enough of your lying mouth” Papa roars, as he bites down on her throat, her traitorous blood covering his already blood stained features.

“No my son, not yet; she doesn’t deserve such a swift and merciful release, she has yet to truly understand her fate” Lucifer gently touches his shoulder prompting him to pull back and take a breath.

Papa turns to look at Lainey, a look of grim satisfaction on her face, as she watches Imperator’s blood run down her beloved's lips.

Lucifer steps closer to the old woman’s limp form, her throat no ragged still clenched in Papa’s fist, whispering in her ear, as gentle as a lover.
“I will see you soon Seestor. I look forward to our time together. I have an infinite number of delicious tortures to personally bestow upon you and I will offer my son, his mate, and her family front row seats”. He smiles darkly against her ear.
“After I have had my fun for the first few millennia I will pass you to the denizens of the pit, I sure they will be most unforgiving to the murderer of the antichrist hmm?” he pulls back to gaze into her face, terror masking her features.
She gazes up at him, her terror now giving way to her usual arrogance “Everything I have done I did in you name. I only lived to serve you and your unholy flock”

Lucifer’s eyes burn red with dancing flames echoing depths of hell its self, his lips curling back in anger.

“Do you think me a fool woman?” he snarls his voice filling the arena “What you have done you did for your own lust for power and control”
His face now inches from hers “You subjected my son, his brothers and his mate to years of neglect, disrespect and abuse. You have manipulated and used a weak willed man who had the misfortune to be besotted with you and who worshiped you; you abused the power and love he gave you, he denied you nothing at the detriment to his own flesh and blood, turning a blind eye to your systematic campaign of intolerance and hatred.”

He drew himself up to his full height “You are incapable of love, you do not know the meaning of the word, and as such you have broken some of my most sacred tenets and restricted the freedoms of my flock. This I cannot allow. You are a waste of my breath and my time” with that he breaks her neck with a flick of his fingers.

Papa gasps for breath, dropping her broken corpse to the floor.

He faces the stunned crowd, as each papa kneels before him to offer their unwavering loyalty and love, which he gratefully accepts.
He turns to his father.
“You have done well my son. The world is now yours. I will be watching your progress with interest; make me proud.”

Lucifer kisses his forehead and disappears through a waiting void portal, dragging the sister’s broken body with him, back to Hell.

The crowd erupts into rapturous cheers, as Papa walks to the front of the stage with all the other papas standing either side of him. He turns his head to see Terzo winking at him and he flashes a fanged smile in return.

“If you have ghosts you have everything, Goodnight Hamburg” he shouts as they all bow together and the stage lights go down and the house lights go up.

Notes:

So Imperator gets her comeuppance.
Come on be honest how many of you are cheering right now?

So what does the future hold for Lainey, her Antichrist Antipope and her family?

Chapter 6: Year Zero

Summary:

And so it begins.
Imperator is gone and the Papas are back to full strength.
Now how that hell do you get the antichrist back to the ministry?

Papa ran off stage looking round desperately for Lainey.
He found her deep in conversation with Aether. He could make out snatches, as he approached her cautiously. “We need to arrange for transport out of here Aeth”, Aether nods “I’ll get right on it Lainey, but right now I think there is someone else who needs you.” he looks up and cocks his head behind her.

She turns to see Papa standing removing the remains of his gloves, trying to gauge her possible reactions. The most powerful man in the world and she was relieved to see he was still her heart achingly adorable Copia.

They moved, meeting each other half way. Covering each other faces with gentle urgent kisses, neither caring that the other is covered with blood. She hugs him so tightly he is momentarily winded. She pulls back only to cup his face in her hands, looking up into his incredible eyes, filled with such love and concern.
He turns into her touch, “Amore” is all he can manage to say before his voice breaks with unshed tears, as he captures her in his arms once more, nuzzling into her neck holding her close to his chest, not willing or able to let her go. Only then moving to kiss her lips with all the passion he can muster, trying to wash away their collected hurt and fears.

As they breathlessly break apart, she reaches up to run her hand over his newly acquired horns, causing him to shiver; “Be careful Lainey” Aether smiles as he passes “they can be quite sensitive if you know what I mean”, blushing she draws her hand back. “oops” she stutters with a sheepish grin.
“Good to have you back boss” Aether leans in to hug him.
Papa smiles at him flashing his fangs “Thank you for keeping her safe my friend”.
“Hmm I’m liking the new you” she muses. “Those fangs are so sexy, you know I’ve always had a bit of a vampire fetish going on”, she grins and he is happy to oblige her with a further flash of fangs and a smile, dripping with sinful promise.

They all turn to see the remaining ghouls and Papas making their way off stage.
Lainey runs to Primo practically knocking him over in the process. “Steady Piccola, have pity on this old body, Si” He says as she wraps her arms around him. “I’m missed you so much babbo”,
He strokes her head lovingly, “I’ve missed you too, more than you can imagine. I’m here now there is no need for tears”. He looks down on her and for the first time sees all the blood. “Piccola, this blood are you hurt?”

“I’m fine Babbo, it’s not mine, I’ll explain later” she says stepping back and taking his hands in hers.

Terzo’s arms wrap around her waist from behind catching her in a bear hug, a chin coming to rest on her shoulder.

“Cara I’m back have you’ve missed me?” he enquires with a mischievous grin.

She turns and returns his hug, “Not at all zio, but I may have missed zio Secondo a little bit”. He looks at her with mock hurt “Cara, you wound me”. She laughs, flashing a cheeky grin, as she hugs him tighter.

Secondo joins in the laughter “I always said nostra nipote had good taste, fretello”.

Terzo steps back from her, whilst casting rude gestures towards his brother.

“Why she should prefer a grumpy old stronzo like you, Lucifer only knows” He twirls in his robes, “I am the fun zio, no!” he turns and blows a kiss to Secondo. Who gives him a good natured scowl.

Lainey catches sight of Sunshine, Swiss still keeping a protective arm around her. She is refusing to meet anyone’s eyes, instead keeping her focus firmly fixed on the floor.
Lainey approaches them both, offering Sunshine a tentative smile, this only makes her move tighter into Swiss’s side.

Lainey reaches out to gently lay a hand on Sunshine’s arm. “Hey Sunny, its ok, I’m not going to hurt you.” Her eyes full of concern; Papa comes to joins her “Lainey is right cara mia, no hurt will come to you, you are still much loved, nothing will change that.” He places a gentle hand on her head.

Sunny turns to look at him, removing her helmet, tears beginning to fall from her red rimmed eyes. He opens his arms to her and she timidly walks into them.

He hugs her close, as she starts to sob “I didn’t know what I was doing, All I heard was the voice, I wasn’t in control, I’m so sorry Papa”. Her head now buried against his chest.

Papa looks down at her, resting his chin on top of her head. “Hush, hush my little ghoulah, there is nothing to forgive. Everything will be okey dokey” He places a finger under her chin, forcing her to look at him; “we’re going home and Swiss and Cirrus will look after you, Si?” She sniffs and nods in agreement.

He gently untangles himself from her and gently presses back into Swiss’s protective arms “Look after her, it’s going to take her time to get passed this, we must all be ready to offer her our unconditional love and support” Swiss nods “Yes Papa” as he tucks her into his side and they continue to walk further backstage to a waiting Cirrus.

Terzo comes to stand behind Papa, who turns and smiles “Good to have you back mio amico”

Terzo claps him on the back “so we have an Emeritus married to the antichrist, talk about keeping in the family” he laughs. “Sorry you had such a bitch for a mother, but your father seems like a cool guy eh?” he winks

Lainey looks round the room and catches slight of Aether , who gives her a thumbs up, as he walks out of one of the press rooms. She shouts to the assembled throng “I don’t know about you lot, but I really need a drink? Shall we get the fuck out of here”

There is a rousing cheer of agreement and interspersed with a few “Hell yeses “as everyone starts to walk towards the exit doors.

When they reach the exit, Papa queries “How will be get back to the ministry?”

Aether grins "don’t worry Boss it’s been all taken care of”

They troop through the door to find, four brand new black SUVs, engines running, chauffeurs waiting.

Aether shouts above the chatter “Papa and Lainey in the front car, Terzo, Secondo and Primo can your eminences take the second car and all ghouls in the back two”

Lainey turns back to him “Wait Aeth, What about all the tour stuff?”
“It’s ok love, it’s all being cleaned up and packed away as we speak. It’ll be back in storage before the morning” He waves a hand “don’t worry about anything just get in”.
Lainey, Aether and Papa pile into the lead car.

As they drive away, Lainey finally releases a huge sigh of relief. Then looks from Papa to Aether in sudden panic, when she realises they are driving towards the airport.

“Aeth how in Lucifer’s name are we going to get back? There is no way we can take Papa on a commercial flight; I think the horns might be a problem? and we can't drive the whole way?"

Aether laughs, putting his hand on hers.

“Lainey relax we’re driving to a private airfield” Lainey looks puzzled. “There is no way the ministry can afford private jets, we’re going to need a fleet or huge one to get everyone home, Mr Sultarian would have a heart attack”.

Aether continues to give her an indulgent smile.

Papa shares a knowing smile with Aether and takes her other hand “Remember who you are married to Cara, Nothing is now out of the question, money is no object, help will always be available, my father will see to that.

Her eyes go wide as the penny drops, “ooooooh” she breathes “That’s going to take some getting used to”

As the journey continues, she finds Papa staring out of the window, watching the street lights flash past, deep in thought. She leans into him putting her head on his shoulder.

“How you doing my love?”

He turns pulling himself out of his introspection. He leans his head against hers with a deep sigh. "I think I am just a little overwhelmed with everything that has happened , it’s all a bit too much to take in, amore”. He says, a hint of a quiver in his voice.

“Being murdered live on stage, rising from the dead and finding out your mother was the most hated bitch in ministry history will do that to you” Aether offers trying to lighten the mood.

Lainey shoots him a glare and grasps papa’s hand “Amore I am here for you, we will find our way together, we have all the time in the world.” She snuggles closer to his side. “It’s a big change, but you’re still my Copia?”

He looks down at her with uncertain eyes, “I’m not completely sure who I am right now. The only certainty I have is that I will continue to love you with every fibre of my being, Eternally and infernally. Right now all I crave is to worship you and sleep undisturbed in your arms, locking the rest of the world away”

“I’m sure that can be arranged.” she smiles, leaning up to kiss him.

The cortege pulls into the airport and right up on to a private runway away from prying eyes at the rear of the airport..
One large jet and one smaller one, wait on the tarmac, fueled and ready.

Aether steps from the car and attempts to usher the other papas and ghouls on to the larger of the two jets.

Lainey and Papa step into the cool night air to join him.

“I figured you two needed some time to reconnect” Aether shrugs, pointing to the smaller of the two planes.
Lainey as you lean in and presses a kiss to his cheek. Rewarding her with a pick tinge to the points of his ears. “Thank you Aeth, see you at the ministry”

She takes Papa’s hand and leads him on to the plane, as Aether makes is way to the others.

Chapter 7: Forever yours, Nocturnal me

Summary:

The long flight home 1/2

I think Lainey and Papa have earned some alone time to reconnect.

As the door closes, Lainey leads a weary Papa further into the plush black and grey interior of the plane.

They both slide in to the inviting black leather seats, either side of an intricately inlayed dark wood table; buckling themselves in ready for take-off.

The plane engines power up and the jet turns to taxi up the runway. Finally gliding smoothly off the runway and up into the waiting night sky.
As they both, unbuckle their seat belts and settle into their seats; a reassuring voice makes an announcement over the speakers.

“Welcome your eminences, it is an honour to convey you both to your destination tonight. We will make every effort to ensure your comfort and safety during your time with us. We should reach the ministry airport in approximately 10 hours. If you need any assistance or refreshments during the flight, please do not hesitate to use your call button and our flight attendant will be glad to assist you”.

Lainey presses the call button, and a tall female ghoulette in a beautifully tailored black and silver suit and silver etched mask enters the cabin.

She bows respectfully “How can I assist your eminences?”

“Hi, thank you, please call me Lainey” she mutters “Can I ask a few questions?”

“The ghoulette smiles, “oh course your emen.. I mean Lainey” she says sheepishly.

“Do you have anywhere we can freshen up?” she asks. Looking over herself and papa’s gore stained clothes.

“Yes Lainey, the plane has a fully equipped shower area to the rear of the plane. You’ll find a selection of fresh towels, toiletries and bathrobes for your use. There is also a master bedroom, where you will find a wardrobe containing a selection of clean clothes. Do you require anything else?”

“Er yes…Can you also bring a bottle of whisky and two glasses please”, She asks apologetically.
Papa snaps out of his daze “Er.. please we don’t need such formality this evening, please call me Papa. Can I ask your name?”
“My name is Luna, Papa, Please let me know if I can assist you both further”.
"Grazie Luna" he offers with a smile.

The ghoulette hurries away and returns with two crystal tumblers, which she sets on the table and along with a bottle of 25 year old whiskey. She pours a generous measure in each of the crystal tumblers and returns the bottle to the table.

“Forgive me Lainey, but I have also taken the liberty of preparing a selection of sandwiches and sweet treats for you both, as I assumed you would both be hungry.” Luna turns and places the plates of sandwiches and pastries on the table along with the drinks.

“Thank you Luna, you are amazing”; it hadn’t occurred to Lainey how hungry she was, as both her and Papa she hadn’t eaten anything since late afternoon; prior to the start of the show. She grins at Luna making the ghoulette stutter her thanks.

“I will leave to both in peace, enjoy your flight” She leaves the cabin with a small bow.

Papa throws back his glass of whiskey in one, hissing at the burning sensation on his throat and pours another.

Lainey turns to him “Better?” he nods. She follows suit, downing her drink in one. Although whisky won’t be her first choice of drink, she felt any alcohol would be welcome at this point. She enjoyed feeling the warmth of the alcohol, as it spread through her body, igniting some life back into her bones.

She offers him the plate of sandwiches and he hesitantly selects one; picking one for herself and taking a bite. It was delicious, the favours, exploding in her mouth; they both made short work of clearing the plate of the remaining sandwiches.

Lainey looked at the plate of sweet pastries and tarts, and looks at Papa, who was swirling the whisky in his tumbler, an unrecognisable look in his eyes.
She stands, placing her tumbler on the plate of sweet treats and picking it up. Papa turns to look at her with a slightly bemused expression. “I think we should move this party elsewhere”, she states; flashing him an encouraging smile, as she walks to the back of the plane. He stands finishing the contents of his tumbler and taking the bottle in his free hand as he follows in her wake.

Lainey places her plate on the dressing table in the opulent bedroom suite, exquisitely decorated with a mixture of black and blue accents. She slowly walks over to Papa who as disposed of his bottle on the bedside table and drags his lips down into a passionate kiss.

“We need to get you out of these clothes and get you cleaned up, my love” as she starts to slide his jacket off his shoulders and down his arms, letting it fall heavily to the carpeted floor. He places his hands on her hips, his lust darkened eyes searching her face; as she gently removes his scarf with deliberate care and unbuttons his black shirt, smoothing the tattered fabric apart and placing a gentle kiss to the front of his now unblemished throat. Drawing the fabric it down his arms to join the jacket and scarf on the floor. He removes his hands briefly to slip off his boots and socks. She follows suit quickly removing her blue converse and socks.

She reverently falls to her knees before him, snaking her hand over the front of his trousers to untie the blood encrusted laces. He catches her wrist, as she looks up and sees his eyes darken with lust. She returns to her task tugging at the laces on the front of his pants, pulling them apart as she glides the tight fabric over his lust inducing thighs and down his legs. Never had she been more thankful for their restrictive nature, meant that briefs were not an option
He pulls her up his lips finding hers again, in a ferociously messy kiss, filled with dancing tongues and clashing teeth. As they run their fingers through each other hair, unable to get close enough.

They pull away from each other breathing heavily.

He whispers in a voice thickened by lust and loss “Mia amore, I thought I’d lost you forever. I just want to drown myself in you now, please I need you”

She nods understanding his desperate need to cling on to something real as he skims his hands up her sides pulling her t-shirt over her head, dipping to place kisses long her jawline and neck, as he brings his hands around her to deftly unclasp her bra, which he discards to the floor.
She shivers as the cool air hits her breasts pebbling her nipples. He keeps his hands pressed to her back as he leans down and takes a plump nipple into his mouth sucking gently. She moans at his touch, running her fingers through his matted her, carefully avoiding his horns.
His hands stroke slowly down her stomach to unbutton her jeans his hands slipping over her hips to slide them down her legs along with her underwear, smiling as the garments hit the carpeted floor with a satisfying soft thud, letting her naked. His hands returned to her hips, his gaze falling on her sinful curves and ample breasts, as if committing her beauty to memory.

Both naked and barefoot, she leads him into the surprisingly well-appointed bathroom and turns on the shower, allowing the steam to fill the small space
She holds his hands in hers “First shower with me, we need to wash away all reminders of the ritual my love.” Kissing him and steps backwards, pulling him slowly under the welcome cascade of warm water.

Taking a washcloth from the pile on the shelf, she covers it with rich smelling spicy smelling soap “Close your eyes my love, I need to wash your face”. His shuts his eyes, keeping his hands on her hips, while she gently wipes away the mixture of blood and paint covering his handsome face.
She works gradually until all traces were gone, watching as the rivulets of red water cascading over his skin, slowly begin to clear. She rinses the washcloth, applying more soap, moving it slowly over his broad shoulders, chest and down his arms; taking care to make sure to remove every trace of blood.

She tenderly cleans the front of his throat. His closed eyes fluttering, as he lets out a steadying breath. She leans back in sudden alarm, cloth in hand. “I’m I hurting you amore?” her eyes searching his face of any indication of pain. He shakes his head keeping his eye closed “No, my love it just feels, so good, please don’t stop”.
Reassured she moves to cover his legs in the rich smelling suds and taking care to ensure his gorgeous cock is clean, trying to use only featherlike caresses, making sure he felt good, but not over stimulated. He lets out another contented sigh.

“Can you turn my love I need to clean your back. Here leases his hold on her hips and dutifully turns as she cleans his neck and moves slowly down his back. She applies more soap to the cloth and rubs lovingly as his delectable ass. Making sure to rub soft circles on his lower back, which was stiff with tension.
She drops the cloth to the side of the shower and moves him to stand under the warm water letting the suds away. She kisses him “bravo ragazzo, mio amore”. He shivers with lust at her use of his mother tongue.

“Can I wash your hair my love?” she asks, whilst taking a bottle of spicy smelling shampoo from the shelf in the shower. He nods slowly, relishing the intimacy of her actions. She takes a handful of shampoo and begins to massage it lightly into his scalp, letting her fingernail gentle scratch his scalp. He lets out the most sinful moan, as her hands lightly stroke the shampoo over his horns, whilst she tries to clean the hair around them.
She finally rinses the shampoo away leaving his hair covered in glistening droplets of water. His wet skin and hair making him look like a fallen angel, sinful, beautiful and darkly dangerous.

He opens his eyes and reaches out to gently caress her face.
“My turn amore”, he flashes her a decadent grin, as he takes a clean washcloth and begins to cover it with the luxurious soap.
He softly smooths the cloth over her shoulders and down her arms washing erasing every trace of his blood and the pain it caused her, Lainey watches him, captivated by the adoration etched on his features; he moves to reverently sweep the cloth over her chest, taking the upmost care to tenderly wash each breast; causing her to moan shamelessly, as the rough cloth played over her already sensitive nipples

He slowly moves the cloth to cover her stomach with soap suds, travelling lower, skimming over her curls, as gently spreads her legs, as he begins to wash down her inner thigh. He looks up has he reaches her foot and takes a sharp intake of breath, has he takes in her body, covered in cascading fragrant water.
His mouth waters as he gazes at the apex of her thighs, wet and swollen with her arousal. He raises slowly, sliding the soapy cloth up her other leg. Placing a tender kiss on the luxurious curls that cover her mons. Causing her to shiver with delight. “You smell delicious mia amore”, his lips quirking up in a lustful smile. Lainey looks down into his eyes and returns his smile with her own look of unbridled hunger.

“I need to wash you back amore, can you turn for me”, as he rises to place a kiss to her shoulder.

She turns welcoming the touch of the warm washcloth on her aching back, making her lean back into his broad sweeping strokes. Once her back and curvaceous ass had been cleaned to his satisfaction, he methodically squeezes a small amount spicy shampoo into his hand and it was her turn to moan openly, pressing her hands to the wall of the shower, as he worked the shampoo through her beautiful hair with his talented fingers, being careful not to hurt her; scraping his new nails through her hair, just enough to make her purr. The sound going straight to his hardening cock, making him twitch.

He wraps his arms around her and guides them both under the blissfully warm water. Turning in his embrace, she kisses him, letting her tongue flutter over his lower lip until his tongue meets hers, basking in the taste of him.

They break apart breathlessly, still locked in an a passionate embrace.
“Il mio angelo oscuro, I need to worship you, lose myself in you, pre favour amore, he pleaded, his eyes trying convey to her all his devotion, his pain, his need.

She took his face in her hands “take what you need my love, make me yours”.

He turns off the shower turning to wrap her in a huge black bathrobe. She looks up into his beautiful face as he sweeps her up in his arms and carries her into the bedroom.

Notes:

Badly translated Italian
Il mio angelo oscuro - my dark angel
bravo ragazzo, mio amore - good boy, my love

Finally Lainey and Papa can begin to heal some of the trauma of the evenings events.
Only a pinch of spice in this chapter.
Promise Chapter 8 will "rock your socks off"

Chapter 8: "All I ever wanted, All I ever needed is here in my arms"

Summary:

Part two of the plane ride home.
Lainey and Copia need to reconnect and find each other again for the turmoil of the ritual

Copia looked into Lainey’s eyes as pads through the bedroom clutching her tightly to his chest; Both silently acknowledging how easily moments like this could have been taken away forever, due to the ambitions of his deranged mother.

He bends his head to cover her eyes, her mouth, her neck in desperate kisses “ti amo, ti amo” his words ragged with unshed tears of relief and desire.

He reluctantly places her beside the bed, her feet slowly sinking into the plush carpet, without breaking eye contact he skims his hand upwards, deftly pushing the robe from her shoulders letting it pool at her feet. Lainey shivers as the chill air of the plane, makes contact with her still damp skin and hair. Her nipples instantly standing to stiff peaks. She looks up through her lashes into Copia’s eyes now burning with barely controlled lust.

He pulls her against his chest crushing his lips to hers unable to hold himself back. The need to lose himself in her becoming all consuming.
She moans bringing her hands up to his hair, as his tongue explores her mouth, deepening the kiss with each passing moment until she was left with no doubts of how much he desired her.

She breaks the kiss stepping back slightly in his arms, slipping her hand between them to slide her hand over is rigid cock, which twitched against his belly. As she moved her hand up and down his length in languid strokes, he throws his head back in a low growl. “Too slow Tesoro, I need more my love” quickly grabbing her waist making her yelp in sudden shock as he tosses her gently onto the bed.

She lay back on the pillows, as she watched him crawl up the bed, until his breath was ghosting over her soaking wet core, making her purr and shiver in anticipation.
He reverently kisses each inner thigh, savouring her smell and the losing himself in the sight of her sumptuous pussy offered up to him like a sacrament from Lucifer himself. His mouth watered as his tongue darted forward to lick firmly across her velvet folds. Lainey’s back arched, as she was hit by a wall of blissful sensation, pushing herself closer to his talented tongue; his hands establishing a possessive grip on her hips.

Lifting his head, his chin shiny with her essence, he stares up into her beautiful face, a wicked smile playing over his lips, as he sees her skin, rosy with pleasure, her eyes unfocused and deliciously depraved moans escaping from her lips; “I thought I would never taste you again amore, the thought is enough to send a man insane. I will never get enough of you, your nectar is the embodiment of sinful decadence, and angels would willingly die for one taste you.”

She cards her fingers through his damp hair, scratching lightly at his scalp and caressing the length of his horns, unable to form coherent words. This earned her a debauched growl and a slow tantalising suck of her swollen clit.
Copia knowingly increases luscious tension in her belly, as he deftly runs two fingers through her dripping folds and swirls them around her entrance, knowing with practiced ease, how to set every one of her nerve endings alight; teasing her until she begs him for more; he inserts his now glistening fingers into her; curling upwards to reach the spot that makes her insides melt, as his teeth bite gently on her clit. Lainey arches again screaming in bliss; He muses to himself that he would never tire of hearing her exquisite cries of ecstasy, as he continues to stoke the fire of her arousal with his talented fingers and tongue.

Copia looks up transfixed by the beauty of his magnificent wife, lost in pleasure, she was his goddess of ultimate darkness and he was powerless to resist her siren call. “Mai brava regazza let me show you why I came back, and why I can never leave; cum for me amore” as he increases the intensity of his devotions. Lainey losing all sense of time, as all her sensations spiral into one fixed point. She threw back her head, as she came on his fingers with his name tearing from her lips like an exultation. He knew in that moment he would destroy worlds and topple empires for her, if she gave the word, he could deny her nothing. His goddess, his beloved, his existence.

He plants soft kisses down her thighs, as he sits back on his heels licking each of his fingers seductively, before crawling further up the bed to slide himself between her invitingly open thighs.
Kissing his way from her navel to her luscious breasts, he captures one pert nipple between his lips, while she tries to come down from her climax, wanting to keep her on the edge of bliss for as long as he can. He needs to prove his devotion, his lust, his love. His fingers toying with the other nipple, giving each sharp tweaks or little biting nips.

When Lainey’s eyes finally open, dazed and blissful moments later; she greets his now hungry lips with a smile and the sweetest sigh. She can taste herself faintly on his kiss swollen lips, and the realisation makes her heart and core flutter in unison. She lays against the pillows boneless and sated.

“Amore per favour” he whispers repeating his earlier entreaty against her lips, “I need be inside you I need to know this is all real”.
He positions the head of his cock at her entrance. She is more than ready for him, she is warm and wet and inviting.
Lainey nods her assent her eyes showing nothing, but the deepest love as she strokes his face.
“Take me amore, reclaim me, mark me as yours ever”.

Placing a hand either side of her head he closes his eyes and thrusts into her, fast and hard until they were hip to hip. The action earning him a cry of pleasure has he fills her to her limit.
Copia stills himself revelling in the delicious feeling of her warmth surrounding him and caressing him. He drops his head to her shoulder; his eyes still closed, as he buries his nose in the crook of her neck, inhaling deeply; wanting to drown out the darkness, the fear, the confusion and the loss of the last few hours. Her familiar smell makes his head spin; a heady mixture of incense, her unique essence and him. Her fragrance whispers of sanctuary and safety. She smells like home.

Remembering the first time all those years before, when she passed him in the corridor on her way to mass, her bright blue hair ruffling in the slight breeze, catching the colours, as the hazy Autumnal light fell through the stained glass windows. The fragrance of patchouli, incense and something sinful following in her wake, bewitching his nose and making him turn to catch up with her, consumed by a desperate need to know her name and to never leave her side again. As his heart filled with swelling emotions, as he began to move in and out of her with hard strokes. His pace increasing as she writhed under him, her nails digging into his back, calling out his name in a voice dripping with sin. There would be time for love making later, but now, now he needed the sweet kiss of oblivion, only she could provide.
He surged into her chasing his pleasure, his mind and senses full of her and only her. No death, no violence, no loss, just his Lainey, his amore.

He was close, so close.
“Mia dia please touch, yourself I need to feel you cum” he manages to force the request out through gritted teeth.
Lainey slipped her hand between them and lightly brushes her fingers over her sensitive clit without a moments hesitation. It only took a few stokes, before she was falling once more in to the glorious abyss, a climax, so strong she could feel the edges of her vision darken, leaving her floating. Her walls tightened and fluttered around Copia’s cock as he continued to chase his release.
Energy started to crackle over his back and shoulders and his eyes began to glow, as his came with furious force inside her, Crying out, calling her name, and a litany of Italian words of love, praise and devotion.

His chest heaving, he tries to control his breathing, opening his eyes to see Lainey naked beneath him, her pale skin blushing a rosy pink, as she too fights to control her breath. Her eyes closed and a smile to rival Lilith herself gracing her lips.
He slips out of her and catches her up in a tight embrace, which she returns, her arms wrapping round his back, her hands tangling in the hair at the nape of his neck, now slick with sweat.

He holds her tightly, fearing she would disappear, as the first small sobs, begin wrack his body. Lainey feels the plump tears fall hot and heavy on her shoulders and back. She whispers soothing words of love in his ear, as she gently rubs circles on his back. “My love, you are safe, I’m here"
Copia whispers between the sobs, a vehement vow that will last for all time. “I will never lose you again amore. I will tear down heaven and hell itself and burn the whole of existence to ash, before I would ever let that happen. You are mine Tesoro, forever and a day”
She answers by covering his face with heartbreakingly soft kisses, chasing each freckle, as her own tears began to fall softly on the rumpled sheets. “I am yours body and soul my love, I will never be able to forget the moment the light left your eyes and my world ended”. I would make any bargain, pay any price to ensure that never happens again. You are my life and my whole reason for existence my amore, My Copia.” She hugged him tighter.

They lay back against the pillows entwined in each other’s embrace, neither willing to release the other. Her head resting against his warm chest, revelling in the feeling of love and safety, snuggling closer and feeling the slight scratch of his chest hair on her cheek. He kisses the of her head and rests his cheek on the pillows, nose pressing into her sweet smelling hair, his arm draping over her to stroke small circles on her hip. Her hands reach up to tangle in his hair. Slowly the only sounds that can be heard are the gentle hum of the aircraft and their soft shallow breathing, as exhaustion and emotion finally claim them

Copia awakes to the sound of soft chiming, as the pilot makes an announcement. “Apologies your eminences, but we will be arriving in the ministry airfield in an hours’ time”.
He looks down into Lainey, lost in sleep; her features soft and relaxed, as her eye lids fluttering gently as she continues to dream. He gently strokes a stray hair covering her face, back behind her ear and places a gentle kiss to her temple as he quietly untangles himself from her embrace.

She whimpers softly and snuggles deeper into the pump pillows.
He smiles and walks silently over the plush carpet into the small bathroom flicking on the overhead light as he closes the door with a gentle click.

He stood his hands grabbing the sides of the sink as he looks in the mirror at his new reflection.
His horns peeked out through his sleep mussed hair, he gingerly reaches up to feel each one, surprised and the velvety feel of their surface.
He experimentally curls his lip watching in the mirror as he running his tongue over his fangs, experimentally testing their sharpness. “Cazzo, they're sharp” as his tongue begins to bleed slightly from a small nick.
He looks down at his hand flexing his fingers, as he examines his finger nails, beautiful like cut crystal and wickedly sharp.
He twists to examine his naked torso; his “rigatoni tummy”, as Lainey affectionately called it had disappeared, replaced by a flatter stomach, his arms and chest seemed more toned. Yet he thought to himself I don’t look any younger.

This was going to take a lot of getting used to. He knew he felt different, but at the same time he felt more himself, more alive. He could feel power just under his skin, that he knew he could call on at any given time, and to be honest he thought it wasn’t a completely unpleasant feeling.
Lainey’s face joined him in the mirror, as her hands snaked round his waist and the put her head on his shoulder.
“Morning gorgeous” she smiles as he flashes a soft smile exposing a cheeky fang.
He turns “Do you want to wash before we land?” She nods holding out her hand and walking towards the shower. He takes it and follows her under the deliciously warm water, placing a kiss to her shoulder. The shower took longer than anticipated. The “washing” interspersed with passionate kisses and caresses, had soon progressed in to glorious early morning fuckfest.

Now dried, They both stood naked, side by side in front of the wardrobe.
Lainey stood with her hand on her chin, running her other hand through the rack of clothes. She selected tight black jeans and a black silk shirt for Copia, “Grazie Cara mia”, which he took from her with a kiss and a pat on the bottom. She selected some black jeans and a stunning teal and black fitted t shirt for herself.
She also found a selection of shoes at the bottom of the wardrobe and select some black converse for herself and passed a pair of black dress boots to Copia along with a pair of socks, with little grey rats on. Lainey walked over to the dresser and found a selection of underwear; She didn't bother looking for any boxers for Copia , as the tightness of his jeans left little room for additional garments. He walked behind her wrapping his arms around her waist as she held up various whispers of silk and lace.
“Oooo you need to wear that set amore”, His eyes lit up as she picked up a matching pair of bra and panties. A confection of blue and black lace and silk. She made a mental note to find out who picked out all the clothes and suggest to Copia that he gives them a pay rise. She kissed the end of his nose and carried her selection of items over to the bed.
Once dressed they both walked through the door into the longue area of the aircraft to find Luna waiting for them, as they took their seats on each side of the table.
Luna, bowed “Good morning your Eminencies, can I get you anything to drink and perhaps a little breakfast?”
Lainey smiled “Morning Luna, can I have a mug of English Breakfast tea please and some toast?”
“Of course Lainey, and for you Papa?”
Copia looked thoughtfully up at Luna, “Can I have a latte, Kids-temp please and bacon sandwich?”
Lainey laughed, “That’s very specific”. He grinned at her “I’m very hungry amore, though I can’t think why that could be” as he gives her a cheeky wink, that Terzo would be proud of.
Luna coughs politely “I’ll bring your breakfasts over to you shortly” as she hurries away blushing slightly into the galley kitchen.
Copia reached his hand to Lainey over the table and she took it gratefully.
“I know things are going to be a little chaotic over the next few days, as we bring stability back to the ministry. I’m sure with the help of the papas and Mr Sultarian we should have things back on track in no time.” He smiles at her, but she could still see the worry in his eyes.
She squeezes his hand “You’ve got this Copia, no one is going to argue with you, you’re the anti-Christ for fuck sake”
He grins “well when you put it like that” and squeezes her hand in return.

She just shakes her head at him and smiles back, as Luna arrives back with a delicious smelling breakfast, which she places on the table.
Smiling she says “Enjoy, please ring the bell if you need anything else”.
“Thank you Luna” they both reply, as they get stuck in to their breakfast offerings.
The speakers once again crackle into life “Good morning your Eminencies, we will be arriving in 10 minutes”.

Notes:

Sorry for the long wait on this one, I had serious writers block.

So what come next for our Anti-christ Popa and his beloved and the future of the ministry.
How are the papas going to settle back into their old lives?

Chapter 9: "Can you hear me say your name forever?"

Summary:

Papa and Lainey's flight comes to an end and is greeted with chaos

The speakers once again crackle into life.

“Good morning your eminences, we will be landing in approximately 10 minutes”

Copia grins at Lainey as he takes his first bite of the delicious smelling sandwich; his eyes roll back into his head as he lets out a pornographically loud moan
“Oh that is so good; Sister wouldn’t let me eat these, no good for the waistline she said” he suddenly stares at Lainey with alarm realising what he’d said. She reaches out a comforting hand, as he replaces his sandwich back on his plate.

Lainey smiles at him gently, sensing his swirling thoughts and conflicting emotions that flicker across his face causing his brows to furrow.

“Tereso, it’s fine, she’s gone, you can eat whatever you like now, you’re free and from now on you call all the shots, no one in their right mind is going to dispute that.”
He squeezes her hand, the old twin monsters of anxiety and self-doubt, that have been drummed into him from an early age begin to crawl over is skin, causing him to swallow thickly. Lainey cups his chin in her hands, her eyes searching his face

“Listen to me Copia, she chides him gently “you are the Antichrist, Lucifer’s beloved son, you bow to no one, they bow to you!” Her eyes, so full of determined adoration

 

“You are wrong mia amata” he says softly , looking up into her eyes , confusion now clouding her features. “I bow only to you Elaine Emeritus, Ti amo , mia dia, la mia eternità”. The earnest look of purest love on this face, melting her heart.

He leans forward to place a kiss on her lips, as her face flushes with an equal measure of desire and love, making her heart constrict and her thighs press together; the most powerful being in the universe and he was utterly devoted to her, knowing he would only love her and she him until the end of time.

Copia chases the kiss down her neck to her collarbone, making her shiver and offer a silent prayer to the Lord Below that the drive to the ministry will be a quick and uneventful one.
She wanted nothing more in this moment than to be able to lock themselves in their chambers and spend the rest of her days worshiping her beloved husband, until their bodies entwined exhausted in unholy bliss, only to be claimed by the sweet kiss of uninterrupted peaceful slumber.

Lainey was pulled from her salacious thoughts with a smile, seeing the wicked twinkle in her lover’s eyes, as the plane taxis to a halt on the runway.
She rises from the table, moving to take him into her arms; looking into his beautiful face, reaching up to gently caress one of his magnificent horns, as his eyes roll back in bliss.

“Just remember whatever comes next, never doubt how much I love you and how proud you make your father, Papa Antichristo”.

At Lainey’s words he stands straighter and the inner glow of seductive power radiated from him in gentle waves “Grazie mia dia” and gently places a kiss to her lusciously soft lips.
They turn to see Luna has returned to the cabin. They come together for one final embrace, trying to cling on to their fragile bubble of oblivious calm before, Luna unlocks the door, back to the chaos of real life.

Walking forward Papa catches Lainey’s hand in a loving grip, as he walk towards the waiting door.

“Thank you Luna, you have been amazing, hopefully we will be seeing you more often from now on. Lainey smiles as she catches the ghoulette in a warm hug, whilst Papa takes Luna’s hand and places a soft kiss on her knuckles.

“Si, grazie Luna” he smiles, causing Luna to flush a beautiful shade of pink.

“Thank you Papa and to you Lainey, it was an honour to serve you both” she manages to stammer. bowing low as she opens the door.

Papa and Lainey rapidly blink in the sudden intrusion of bright sunshine, as they emerge from the dark seclusion of the plane; their faces caressed with the rush of cool, fragrant air and their ears assaulted by an exchange of loud angry Italian curses.

As their eyes adjust to the brightness, they are greeted by the sight of Terzo and Secondo gesticulating rudely at each other, as they make their way towards the plane steps; with an exasperated and exhausted looking Aether and Primo following behind. All the papas have changed out of their Papal robes in to more comfortable attire, free of their official paints; Primo in a red shirt and black trousers, Terzo in his usual black and white suit and Secondo in an elegant grey vest and trousers with a white shirt, sporting his trademark sunglasses and an air of irritation.

Papa and Lainey ascend the stairs chuckling at the chaotic scene.

Lainey approaches her father and uncles with her arms outstretched.

“So, ok what have we missed” she says, a smile quirking on her lips, as she wraps her arm around her father’s waist and he places a loving arm around her shoulders and a kiss to the top of her head.

Terzo walks towards her anger flushing his handsome features, gesticulating wildly at Secondo.

“This stronzo thinks I am going grey, impossibile!” Terzo pouts “At least I have fucking hair bastardo calvo”
Secondo smirks as his little shit of a brother continues to rage, which only enrages Terzo further.
Terzo squares up to Secondo japing an accusing finger into his chest. "I'll take you right here, right now, Signor Grandi Coglioni!"

Secondo humphs placing a large hand on Terzo's head keeping him at arms length. "Take you best shot culo corto".

This carries on for the best part of a few minutes.

“Enough!” a voice crackling with power startles everyone stopping them in their tracks, as they all turn towards Papa. Who tries to keep up of the pretense of anger, before failing and cracking into a wide grin.

“Can you two stronzos please pack it in and give Aeth and Primo some much needed peace, si?” as he rubs the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

Lainey holds up her hands, flashing Terzo her best disarming smile .

“Zio Terzo you know women go wild for that ‘salt and pepper’ look? You will be exhausted fighting them off.” She leaves her father’s side and strokes a hand playfully through Terzo’s silky locks “you look so distinguished; the epitome of sophisticated seduction. It only adds to your air of sinful temptation”

Terzo stops and reflects on Lainey’s words and puffs out his chest. Exclaiming “Si, Lainey you are right as always”, as Lainey steps next to Papa and slides her arm round his waist.
Secondo laughs as she watches Terzo make his way towards the waiting SUVs.

“Mia bella nipole gets her diplomacy skills from you fratello”, as he jovially claps Primo on the shoulder, who beams with pride at his beautiful daughter.
Papa places an arm around her shoulders hugging her into his side.
“and she’s all mine” he says his eyes shining with adoration, as he places a kiss to her temple. She turns to grin at him “Yes I am forever and a day”.

They all follow in Terzos wake and make their way to the waiting cars.
This time the papas take the lead car, whist Aether, Lainey and Copia get comfortable in the second. The remaining ghouls all fight for the remaining cars, as everyone wants to sit in the front.

Notes:

Sorry this one was a bit of a wait. Life got in the way a bit this month.
Sorry this a bit of a bridging one before we get the the ministry.
Thank you for your patience. Let me know what you think?

Chapter 10: "Per Aspera Ad Inferi"

Summary:

As Lainey and the Papas return to the ministry. Papa Antichristo needs to set his house in order

Notes:

Thank you for your patience, I know it has been a very long wait, but I have had to buy a new laptop as mine decided to expire.
I welcome all your comments and kudos

The atmosphere in the vehicle was thick with unspoken anticipation.
Papa stroked his thumb absentmindedly over the back of Lainey’s hand, as they sped towards the Ministry; gaining comfort from the sight of familiar streets as they flashed pasted the window.
It was a homecoming no one was expecting after so long on the road.
Aether was the first to break the heavy silence.

“I’m assuming by now that word of your resurrection and assentation has reached the ears of the upper clergy, Boss?”
Papa turns his face from the window to look at him his eyes are bright but fill with an under-laying exhaustion.

“I don’t think we will be met with hostility mio amico” a tired smile playing across his unpainted lips.
“Not if they know what is good for them, they need to remember who’s interests they truly serve” The hint of unspoken promises of infernal retribution in his eyes.
“Those who were involved with the machinations of my mother and enabled her champaign of hatred will be exposed and delt with”. The look in his eyes held the weight of his words and the terrors that awaited the unfortunate.

Papa straightens up in his seat “Aether I need to call a meeting with the upper clergy when we reach the ministry. Tell them it is a direct order. I will see them all in my office in one hour.”

Aether gives Papa a curt nod “You got it Boss; blowing Lainey a kiss and wink, he disappears in a cloud of black and purple vapour.

Papa turned to Lainey bringing the back of her hand to his lips, placing the gentlest of kisses “I need you in the meeting too mia amore”
She smiles, though her brows knit in confusion, “of course my love, but won’t the upper clergy question my presence?”
He places his other hand on top of hers “With Imperator dead I need a new senior sister, someone I can trust”. Lainey’s eyebrows jump to her hairline in surprise, as a jolt of recognition of the implications of the last two days begins to sink in.

She bends her head and kisses his hand “of course Papa whatever you need”.
“Bene” he strokes his thumb over her cheek. "Il mia angelo oscuro"; pure adoration in his eyes.

Aether return in a whisper of black vapour. “The meeting has been convened to take place in your office, boss, I have spoken to Mr Saltarian”

“Grazie Aether; whatever happens in the coming days I will need my ghouls, my family, my beloved, close and that will include Sunshine, I want her to understand she is blameless in all this and that she is still much loved, by myself and my father”.

Aether nods, his mind wondering to the heartbroken little ghoul, who was currently snuggled up to Swiss on the back seat of a neighbouring SUV.

Aether looks up at his Papa “it’ll be hard for her, but we can give her time and love, you always know that we have your back, boss” he looks at Papa his eyes full of regret and pain “Had we know what Imperator was up to…”
Papa cuts him off with a wave of his hand, catching his fingers under his chin looking deep into his eyes “Aether, There was nothing you could have done to prevent what happened, but you were there to protect il mia cuore and for that I will be eternally grateful””. He leans forward placing his hand on Aether’s knee and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Aether’s teary eyes look up at the both of them ; “You know I would give up my existence in a heartbeat to keep you both safe”. Lainey capture the ghoul in a deep hug “we know, and just for the record we love you too, all of you, What would I do without my gorgeous little gremlins”. Aether sniff and Lainey plants a gentle kiss on his forehead.
The cortege drove through the imposing gothic gates of the ministry, wending it way up the drive to stop with a crunch of gravel outside the Ministry’s ancient dark oak double doors.
In front of the doors stands Mr Saltarian as stoic as ever; his arms folded across his chest.
The driver walks round the side of the vehicle to open Papa’s door, as he does Aether leans in to them both and whispers “give em hell you dark eminences”. Papa flashes him a fang filled smile “Bring it on Il mio piccolo demone” as he sweeps from the car, offering Lainey his hand, as he helps her from the vehicle.

The Emeritus brothers left their own vehicle and come to stand beside Papa and Lainey at the bottom of the stone steps, Papa turns to greet them “Can your dark excellences please join me in my office in an hour, we have much to discuss” they all nod in unison; Terzo turns toward them “Si, Papa we will be there, we wouldn’t miss it for the world, as he looks up into Saltarian’s face, a dark smile etched on his lips.

Taking Lainey’s hand, Papa ascends the steps towards the doors, he acknowledged him with a nod. “Saltarian, I trust everyone is waiting in my office?” nodding in return he replies “Yes as you commanded Papa” this last word spat out with a hint of venom. Papa turns. If he caught Saltarian’s disrespectful tone he doesn’t show it. “eccellente” he exclaims as he disappears into the darkness of the ministry clutching Lainey’s hand, along with the remaining Papas majestically following in their wake, leaving a sour faced Saltarian behind them.

Papa and Lainey walk quickly to their chambers graciously stopping every now and then to greet awestruck siblings as they pass.
They finally reach the doors of their chamber and he calls out to the others “your rooms are as you left them your excellencies , if you need anything just call for the ghouls”; they nod, as they all enter their own chambers. Lainey chuckles as she heard Terzo’s voice dripping with disgust echo down the corridor as his door closes “Cazzo, did no fucker do any dusting in our absence?”

Papa opens their doors and quickly pulls Lainey inside, locking the door and wastes no time in pressing passionate and insistent kisses to her lips pushing her back against the heavy wooden doors his hands skimming over her curves.
He breathlessly whispers his lips brushing the shell of her ear, making her shiver with delight. His word tinged with pain and desire.

“Ti amo my Lainey I never thought we would return here again”
He hugged her to his chest his hand reaching up to caress the soft hair at the nape. His head coming to rest in the crook of her neck; breathing in her essence letting it ground him while lavishing the delicate flesh with gentle kisses and soft loving nips making her sigh with pleasure.
Fatigue threatening to overwhelm them both she hugs him back winding her fingers to gently scratch at his scalp, as she ran his fingers through his luscious salt and pepper locks. “My Copia, My love”

He reluctantly pulls back from her embrace; his thumb gently grazing her bottom lip “Right now I just want to take you to our bed and make love to you, but alas I have to set my house in order” he sighs.
Lainey looks up into the face of her lover and leans in for a kiss; “I understand my love, I’m not going anywhere” her hands cup his tired face. “We can take our time tonight, order in some rigatoni from our favourite little bistro; open that vintage chianti you’ve been saving, lock our doors and ensure they are guarded by the ghouls to ensure no interruptions and pleasure each other in the moonlight until the gentle fingers of dawn creep though our windows.”

He kisses the end of her nose signing happily “Ah you are my sweetest sin, Amore, you are truly hell sent, I would be so lost without you.”

He reluctantly releases his hold and offers a hand out to her “Come Tesoro, let us change for the meeting”
They walk hand in hand to their shared wardrobe and he selects one of his sinfully tight black suits and his black papal robes; The copper and black embellishments seem more fitting then his trade mark blue. He made a mental note that he would require someone to design new vestments for both him and Lainey.
He would forgo his Batwing mitre for now, until he could find a solution that would accommodate his new horns. Grinning to himself he mused that he would need to ask for some glamour training from Aether and Swiss, to make living with horns a little bit easier.

Lainey stepped into the ensuite turning on the taps, steam billowing as the sink filled with deliciously warm water.
“I look tired” she sighs, as she reaches for a bottle of expensive foaming face wash and pumps a small amount in her palm rubbing them together; finally breathing out as she strokes the cooling foam over her face, hoping that the tingling sensation of mint would revive her tired skin and senses.

She felt Copia’s arms snake round her waist as he puts his chin on her shoulder taking in their twin reflections in the mirror above the sink.
“Bellisima” he smiles as he tucks a few strands of wet hair behind her ear.

He reaches past her to take his papal paints from the shelf and kisses her ear as he turns to take a seat at his vanity to apply his paints.
She watches as he delicately strokes the white and then the black paint over his porcelain skin with practice precision.
It never ceased to amaze her how handsome her husband was and how truly unaware he was of his own beauty inside and out.

He turns back to face her brush in hand “Should I consider new paints mia amore? Am I still Papa Emeritus the fourth or am I something else? He says with a frown.
She kisses his shoulder “You are still our Papa” he reaches round and places a soft kiss to her knuckles.

“Grazie mia dea” he stands smoothing out his robes “Now let’s get you dressed” offering Lainey a suggestive eyebrow wiggle and a pant wetting smile.
Wandering over to her dresser in the adjoining bedroom, he pulls open the top drawer and making various excitable noises has he rummages through her collection of underwear.
With an exclamation of “Ah ha” he picks out a fresh set of underwear for his beloved, a confection of black, silver and teal lace. Lainey returns to the bedroom naked after discarding her traveling clothes and having quickly applied some Mac black and silver eyeshadow and some matt black lipstick; she grinned as she claimed the whispers of lace and silk masquerading as a bra, panties and garter belt from his outstretched hand.

She slowly steps into them giving him a bit of show and hinting at the delights to follow tonight.
Copia groans palming himself through his tight trousers, “Have mercy Tesoro, you are making it very erm difficult to leave this room”.
She winks at him and suggestively wiggles her butt as she walks to the wardrobe. “Just remember how happy you will be to see them revealed again tonight?”

She selected a simple long sleeved floor length black dress, which was accented with delicate silver lace work grucifixes on the collar, cuffs and hem. Laying the dress on the bed, as she slipped on a pair of black sheer silk stockings and attaching them to her garter belt. She can see Copia out the corner of her eye watching her intently licking his lips and his eyes darkening with lust with every passing second.

Slipping the dress over her head she turns to him to zip her up, he practically stumbles across the room in his haste to assist her; his leather clad hands skimming up her sides feeling the silk run through his fingers as he places a gentle kiss to her throat.

She spun giggling out of reach and selected a matching pair of black and silver heels and a delicate silver grucifix necklace that was a present from her father. Suddenly stuck with inspiration she finished the outfit with a pair of handmade silver nailed black leather gloves that had been a wedding present from Terzo, that fitted her hand like a second skin; She made a mental note to ask , to order her some more pairs from Majesty Black. Having a lethal set of mental fingernails suddenly seemed like a very wise future addition to her usual wardrobe.

She walked over to where Copia, eyed her hungrily from his vantage point near the bedroom doorway; She ran a nail gently through his hair to scratch lightly at the base of one of his horns; turning into her touch he groaned with pleasure “ah cara you look the embodiment of temptation”
She turns into his waiting embrace feeling empowered, as she catches sight of her reflection in the wardrobe door. She had an air of authority and confidence that no one in their right mind would challenge.
Papa brought her leather clad hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles once more “Shall we go amore?” She takes his hand and moves to stand beside him “Si, Papa Antichristo”, as they move as one towards the chamber doors and into the new future that awaited them.

Chapter 11: "What you've done you cannot undo"

Summary:

Papa Antichristo must set his house in order, but first he has to test the clergy's loyalty. Will be be shocked by what her finds?

Hand in hand they made their way down the Papal suite corridor, passing through the eerie pools of light cast by the flickering sconces on the carved stone floor to Papa’s extensive office in the opposite corridor.

As they ventured closer to the inlayed oak doors of his office, they are greeted by a collection of raised voices in both English and Italian and the sound of sound of heavy chairs being pushed back with force.

Papa turns to Lainey and sighs “and so it begins”

She squeezes his hand, a deadly gleam in her eye; “remember what Aether said , “Show them what real infernal power looks like and the consequences for those who go against His Infernal Majesty’s wishes”.

He smiles down at her in response, as he draws himself up to his full height, letting his newly acquired power crackle over his shoulders and fingers; watching as the power winds itself round their entwined hands.
Lainey noting how the power tickled, as it caressed her skin, offering no hint of pain.
With a final glance he pushes the heavy oak doors open with such force, they shudder in their frames.

“What the fuck is going on in here?” he seethes, his voice resonating round the room, deep, dark and commanding as he sweeps through the door, his robes swirling around him.

The sight that greeted them was Secondo being held back by Terzo and Primo, as he lunges at Mr Saltarian with the rest of the Cardinals trying to calm the situation.
All the occupants of the room turn towards Papa, who is incandescent with rage.

“Take your seats” The glare he shot them all was not to be questioned.

Lainey quietly entered the room “Gentlemen is this any way to welcome your Papa?”

Looking sheepishly at each other they men take their seats as Papa and Lainey make their way behind Papa’s ornate desk.
As Papa takes a seat behind his desk, he glares across the faces of the men assembled before him.

“Would someone like to enlighten me as to what the fuck is going on” as he steeples his hands under his chin, his eyes still casting a glare across the room.
Terzo nervously coughs “Papa, this figlio di puttana” he gestures towards Saltarian “plotted with Imperator and had us murdered”.

Papa turns to address Saltarian “Is this true?”
Saltarian is does his best to stare Papa down and failing miserably, for his is no longer the timid, controllable Copia of old, but a newly resurrected Anti Christ, who is currently out for blood and vengeance.
He turns his cold gaze towards Papa, “It is Copia”

Lainey turns her gaze to towards him barely containing her rage “You do well to remember to whom to are speaking Saltarian!”, “Would you address the Dark Lord with such disrespect?”
Saltarian turns toward Lainey, his façade falling, anger and disgust etched on his face “Who asked you to speak wench, your opinion or presence is not required here, either leave or stay silent, the men are speaking”
Primo moves to stand in defence of his daughter, but quickly retakes his seat, as he looks up to see Papa’s eye flare with blue flames, as he slams his fist down hard onto the desk.
“You dare insult my Prime Mover in my presence, you are either foolish or insane”.
Saltarian glared back at him “I am neither”; now on his feet gripping the edge of the desk in an attempt to control his rage.

“Everything myself and Imperator did was for the advancement of the ministry, we did not murder the papas” he said looking round the room “we gave them a staring role in the rituals; ensured they looked resplendent, as befits their status.”

“Yes, resplendent and dead!” sneered Secondo.

Saltarian was manic now his eyes wide, as this confession came tumbling from his own traitorous lips.
We needed to ensure your rise to power as the Chosen One; we raised you to ensure we could keep you under control, by making you believe you were unlovable, unwanted, and worthless; we wanted to break your confidence and keep you trapped in anxiety, so we could use your power to control the world in the name of Satan; You would be our grateful puppet”. He continued, as Lainey held tightly on to her beloved Papa’s hand, as he shook with rage and sorrow.

“We kept you starved of any affection or kindness, so you would be so grateful for any contact or praise”.
Salterian began to gesture wildly now, completely lost in his rant “But you were so intelligent, so quick to learn; languages, rituals, lore, arcane magic. We needed to keep you to bogged down in paperwork, blinded so you would never suspect your true purpose or your true nature until we had our pieces in place”.

He turns and points at Lainey, his face a mask of pure hatred, his words filled with venom . “Then she came along and you nearly ruined everything you stupid bitch… she loved and supported you unconditionally and we could see how utterly devoted she was to you. We thought if we killed her father and her uncles that it would break her, make her want to take her own life in despair, but it didn’t, it just brought you both closer together.”

Lainey stood her chair scrapping “You fucking bastard”, Papa puts a gentle hand on her shoulder, “Patience my love, I want to hear all of his confession, before I can offer absolution”. Lainey looks into his face and understands how this moment is going to unfold”.

Saltarian stood still gripping the edge of the desk, as he composed himself “So if we couldn’t control you we needed to kill you and her to remove the last vestiges of the Emeritus blood line. We couldn’t take the chance that pair of you would breed” the look of disgust on his face as he gazed a Lainey. “So, your mother has been instructing her ghouls to hide contraceptive drugs in Lainey’s food since she became Prime Mover” a sickening smile playing over is lips.

Papa’s hand reached for Lainey knowing each month when they hadn’t conceived was like a dagger in her heart. Remembering the nights, he had sat with her on the cold bathroom floor, as she sobbed out her pain, him rocking her gently in his arms, kissing her head and telling her how much he loved her. She squeezed his hand in return, but as he turned to gaze upon her face, he saw the pure hatred burning in her eyes now and an unspoken vow to her beloved, to make sure the creature in front of him suffered all the torments Hell can bestow for all eternity and then she thought bitterly it still would never, ever be enough.

Saltarian had his head in his hands now and insane laugh filling the room “You were supposed to die Copia, How dare you kill your mother in cold blood, everything she did she did for you”.
Papa stood slowly, as sense of restrained power began building in the room, anger burning in his eyes “for me? You did all this” he said incredulously, as he waved his hand around the room “for me?”
Before he can stop her Lainey runs round the desk and slashes Saltarian across the face with her nails “you devious, venomous fucking sack of shit” Primo moved forward to catch her arms “Daughter, quiet yourself, let Papa handle this”

Saltarian fells to his knees howling in pain, as his hands cover his tattered face.
Terzo shouts in triumph “Don’t fuck with my niece, Stronzo”.

Slowly. deliberately Papa comes to stand in front of his desk; as he addresses the now kneeling figure of Saltarian, as an expanding puddle of blood, begins to stain Papa’s antique silk rug. “I was willing to believe you hand no part in my mother’s plots, however my mercy has now evaporated along with my patience”.

Saltarian looks up at him, a sneer plastered over his mauled face “Your cheap parlour tricks do not scare me, Copia. I don’t know what stage craft you pulled in Hamberg to cover up a murder live on stage, but it will not go unpunished”.

Papa pulls himself up to his full height “For once we are in complete agreement” as he snapped out a huge set of black leathery bat wings from his back, the sight of which caused everyone in the room, except Mr Saltarian to gasp in fear.
Papa lifted his hand raising Mr Saltarian in the air, who began clutching at his throat, as he fought for precious air.
Moving forward to place a leather clad hand under his chin.
“Cheap parlour tricks?! I am the fucking antichrist. You disrespect and desecrate my Prime Mover, you murdered their dark excellencies. Let this be a lesson to all those who plotted in my demise”.

He looks down on Saltarian with pure hatred licked in blue flame “Give my regards to my mother”
Saltarian let out a blood curdling scream, as his arms and legs detached themselves from his torso, energy cauterising the wounds as they appeared. Papa’s voice was icy cold, as he spoke the final words his traitorous mentor would ever hear before he entered an eternity of pain. “My father awaits your pleasure in the pit” as his head compresses in on itself, as if squeezed by unseen hands.

Papa now turned his cold gaze to the remaining clergy in the room. All of the Cardinals and Bishops now wide eyed with terror, at least two were now seated in a quietly steaming pools of their own urine.
“If any of you had any involvement in any of their plans you do well to speak now si? I will know if you are lying to me”.

His eyes glittered with the fires of Hell, as a Bishop raised a shaking hand, “Papa I signed off Sister’s paperwork, but I didn’t know what it was for, I didn’t question it, I am genuinely sorry”. Turning his gaze to the ground, as tears begin to cascade down his pale face.
Papa retract his wings bending down next to the trembling man; as he places a gloved hand under the man’s chin forcing him to meet his gaze; where he saw only genuine remorse and devotion in the Bishop’s eyes. His expression softened, as he address the cowering man.
“Be still Alonzo, I believe you, we have all been wronged, my child”. The Bishop gave a weak smile of relief, “thank you for your mercy, Papa”.
He rose, turning to look at Lainey who nodded.

Papa returned to his seat beside Lainey.
“My children; I need your strength and devotion to our Dark Lord below and to our unholy congregation more than ever. Can I still count on your support?”.
The assembled clergy all replied in one voice “Si Papa”.

Papa turns to address the assembled Papas “Your dark excellencies I need your support in getting my house in order”
The Papas step forward “You have our undying devotion and support” Secondo said with a determined smile, his brothers echoing “Si” in agreement “Tell us what you need Papa Antichristo, where you lead, we will follow”.

Papa eyes now shiny with unshaed tears as he answers “I ask that you will oversee the day to day running of the Clergy and you can take time in selecting your new Personal Assistants from the Siblings. A wicked smile crosses Terzo’s lips as he whispers “Always, my favourite part”.

Papa tries not to smile as he continues “The ghouls will be asked to update your chambers and offices, decorate them as you wish no expense spared; you will also have an opportunity to be fitted for a whole new wardrobe of clothes, use which ever designers you wish, you will want for nothing you only have to ask.” They all bow in unison, “Grazie, Papa”.

Turning and holding out a hand to his beloved wife he adds; “Elaine Emeritus, my Prime Mover is now the Senior Sister and as such will be in charge of the day to day running of the Ministry, the wellbeing of the Ghouls and Siblings and the continuation of the ‘Ghost’ project. You will show her the same respect you show me is that understood?”

“Si, Papa” came the chorus.

“I need to call a midnight mass to explain the situation to the siblings before the rumour mill starts, as many of them will have seen the footage of the ritual on YouTube. We have only one hour to spread the word” he turns to the Upper clergy, “Go my children and get everything ready for midnight, may the blessings of the Dark Lord be upon you”.

The clergy make their way out of the office, bowing to the Papa as they exit. As the last Cardinal leaves, Aether closes the door behind them.
Papa returns to stare at Saltarian’s manged remains on his rug, a look of annoyance and sorrow on his face, as he waves a hand opening a void portal under the mess, sending the body to Hell; Aether cocks his head, “You ok Boss?”

Papa looks up with a sad smile; "Hmm, cazzo, I really liked that rug!”.

Lainey and Aether looked at each other, stunned, then they both start to giggle, breaking the tension, as she slid her arms around her adorable husband's waist, planting a loving kiss to the side of his face “Then we’ll have to get you a new one then.”

Chapter 12: "On this night of ritual"

Summary:

Papa Antichristo is introduced to the Siblings of Sin. What could possibly go wrong?

Papa paced from one end of the chapel’s curtained antechamber to the other, his black and copper robes swirling around him.

Lainey and Aether watched from their seat on the plush purple velvet sofa (one of Terzo’s favourite post ritual blow job spots, even going so far as to add a matching floor level cushioned stool for his chosen sibling of sin, ever the considerate lover).

Lainey looked up towards her Copia with pleading eyes “Tesoro, you’re going to wear a hole in the carpet, please my love join us on the sofa” Lainey leaned forward extending her hand.
At the sound of her voice, he stops pacing and takes her hand in both of his. “Mi dispiace, amore; old habits die hard” he said with a crooked smile.
“The sooner we do this the sooner we can retire to our chambers”, he sighs kissing her knuckles.

“Aether, what do you think wings in or wings out?” he asked searching their faces for an answer.
Aether straightened up on the sofa, “I think wings in for now boss, but you can snap them out at the end of the ritual along with your horns for dramatic effect”
Copia chuckled “Si, Si good thinking mio amico” clapping his hands together.

“On the subject of horns, explain to me how glamour works” he asked with a grin.

Lainey stands walking over to him , wrapping her arm around his waist, one hand snaking up to stroke the base of her beloved’s horns. “Why would you want to hide them Papa, they are magnificent?”
He shivers at her touch, “mmm for you mia amore I will never hide anything, but some of the newer siblings of sin it might be a bit erm overwhelming?” turning to skim his hands down her silk clade sides.
Aether comes to stand next to them “It’s easy boss, it just takes a bit of practice.” Taking a deep breath, he closes his eyes in concentration while exhaling the breath slowly; as he does so his beautiful pale skin returns to pearlescent grey, his claws and horns shimmering into view.

“All you have to do boss is concentrate on the image you want to portray” he says with a grin.
“As the antichrist you can also shapeshift if needed, to look like someone else if you need to. It’s a trick that came in very handy for your dear old dad” patting Copia’s arm with a mischievous glint in his eye.
Lainey suddenly displaying the most wicked grin, like a demonic Cheshire cat “Hmmm I like the sound of that. It could have all sorts of practical applications” she said wiggling her eyebrows at hm suggestively.
“Hey, I thought you loved me as I am?” Copia pouting in mock hurt, as he lends back into her arms.
“I do my love, but if you fancied being Jason Momoa or a beautiful goth girl for a night I wouldn’t complain” she slapped him playfully on the chest.
Copia eyes sparkle with amusement “Lets, not run before we can walk mia dia” he said planting a kiss to her forehead.

Copia releases his hold on her and takes a step back. Taking a deep breath, he concentrates his horns retracting back into his hair, but still leaving his beautifully lethal nails on show.
“Ah damn it” stamping his foot in exasperation. “I can only do it when I’m angry, I need more control!”

Aether claps him on the shoulder “this is all new to you boss, remember I’ve been doing this for hundreds of years. It will come as you settle into your power, I promise”.
Copia looks up into to his face with a grateful smile “Grazie mio demone” as he returns Aether’s gesture, clapping him on the shoulder.

They all jump showering the air with a string of expletives; as Terzo sticks his head through the curtains trying not to dislodge his mitre “Andiamo you gorgeous motherfuckers, they are waiting for you”, He smiles blowing a kiss and retreats back behind the curtain. Lainey can’t supress a laugh, as she hears Secondo, clip Terzo on the back of the head “Idiota”. She can just imagine his scowl.
Twirling round Copia goes straight into ‘papa mode’ “Right shall we get this show on the road”. Holding his hand out to Lainey, he kisses her hand “after you mia dia” as she leads him through the curtain to the awaiting unholy congregation.

Lainey walks in front of the alter and bows to the statue of the ‘Dark lord’ as she takes her seat in Sister Imperator’s plush chair, next to the papal throne, causing gasps and whispers from the assembled throng.
The chapel is packed to the rafters, it seems not one sibling or clergy member wants to miss Papa’s address.

Lainey keeps her head held high, holding eye contact with the congregation, his is no time for nerves, her Papa needed her.

She turned to hear cheers as Papa Antichristo took his place in front of the alter, nodding to the assembled Papas in the front pew.

He shushed the crowd and waited for them to settle, opening his arms wide.

“Good evening and welcome my children. Thank you for attending tonight’s mass at such short notice” he looks down and takes a breath.
“As you are no doubt aware the ritual in Hamburg last night did not go according to plan. I am here tonight to give you the truth of what happened, so you will not be blinded by the lies, speculation and accusations flying around on Tik Tok and Twitter”.

He turns his head and looks at his fellow Papas in the front row, who nod and smile encouragingly. Terzo gives him a thumbs up just to be sure.
He lifts his head and scans the congregation, holding them all with a stare filled with intensity and simmering rage They wait on his every word, with a tense silence.
“Sister Imperator plotted with Mr Saltarian to end my life on stage at the Hamburg ritual. She brainwashed one of my beloved ghouls, Sunshine to slit my throat live on stage, when a certain song was played. Sunshine did succeed in her attempt, and I died of blood loss on stage in my beloved Lainey’s arms” he turned to look at her holding out his hand, as he saw her tear filled eyes. I hold no ill will or anger towards my beloved ghoul, as she was not acting under her own volition”.

He turns back to the now visibly shocked throng. “However, as you can see there was a complication. Shortly after dying I was resurrected, and my true birth right was revealed to me.” He paused as the whispering and gasps reached fever pitch.

“My mother was revealed to me by my true father, who was enraged by my murder by an innocent and appeared in person on the ritual stage.” Papa took a step forward his arms, now spread again, his eyes full of passionate conviction.

“My children I have been lied to all my life. I believed I was an orphan, however the truth is my father is the Dark Lord Lucifer and my mother is or was Sister Imperator. My father resurrected the papas, who have been returned to us to aid me in retribution against my mother and her co-conspirators and to support me in leading the ministry into a new age of unholy glory”.

The congregation lost it there were shouts and cries of ecstasy and dissension. A number of Siblings stood to leave, other stood and shouted their devotion at the stage. The chapel was filled with the sounds of chaos; voices building one on top of another into a wall of deafening noise.

“QUIET!!” Papa’s voice reverberated around the chapel like a directive spoken from Hell itself; The stones shaking with the force.

He snapped out his wings and removed the glamour from his horns.
The effect was instantaneous and commanding. Papa stood front and centre robes whipping around him, his eyes lit by infernal flames, The congregation fell silent, falling to their knees in terror and submission.

Lainey ran forward. “Fellow siblings and clergy members do not be afraid, the return of our papa unto us heralds a new age of love and acceptance. All hail Papa Antichristo” she shouted with all the passion she could muster.
The papas all stood with shouts of “Long may he reign”.

Papa’s rage subsided, his face softened as he held Lainey’s hand “Raise my children, I have no wish to lead you with fear as my mother did. I am still your Papa and I love you all dearly, and it is my job to keep you all safe from harm.”

“He is right you know” there were collective gasps, as the breathtakingly handsome, immaculately dressed Dark Lord himself came to stand by his son. The congregation kneeing lower in reverence of their Lord.

Papa looked up at him “I thought you could do with a hand” he said with a grin, as he put his arm round his shoulder.
Papa smiled gratefully, as his father tipped him a wink.

Lucifer addressed the congregation “My beloved and blessed lambs, I have given unto you my most beloved son, Copia; Papa Antichristo. You are to show him the respect and reverence that you bestow upon me, and he will continue to lead this ministry with love, compassion, empathy and strength”.

He holds his hand out to Lainey and she takes it bowing her head. “You honour us, your unholy majesty” Lucifer places his finger under her chin and lifts her eyes to his, a gentle smile on his beautiful lips. “You need not bow to me my daughter, for you are my son’s beloved and I will mend all the harm that has been done to you.” He gently kisses her forehead, leaving a silver imprint, her eyes glowing silver. “There now, you are a match for anyone my little dove, you will share in his power, as you share in his love; for the forces of the nemesis never rest. I will await my grandchildren with trepidation”. He gently runs his hand over her cheek and she turns into his touch,

She smiles at her father in law, tears in her eyes “Thank you dark father”.
With one last smile and a nod to his son, he is gone.

Papa turns to address the congregation once more. “Raise my children into a new age for the ministry. In 7 days we will hold an ascension feast and ritual the likes of which the ministry has never witnessed before; in order to celebrate together as one. Now go to your beds and may the blessings of Lucifer go with you”.

The siblings filed out of the chapel, thanking Papa as they went. When the last person passed through the great oak doors, Aether dropped the latch and locked the door.
“Well I think that went as well as could be expected” Copia states with a shrug, turning to Lainey, just in time to see her slowly collapse to the floor; moving with preternatural speed to catch her before her head hit the ground. The cries of alarm from the Papas echoing in his ears.

Chapter 13: "From now on our merge is eternal”

Summary:

After Lainey's collapse, what will the rest of the evening hold?

“Tesoro! Amore?” Copia sat back on his knees gently cradling Lainey’s unconscious form in his arms. He reaches out a shaking hand to stroke the hair off her face. Whispering soothing words of love in Italian.

Primo falls stiffly to his knees next to his daughter, taking a firm grip on her wrist. He takes a moment to feel for her pulse; The seconds pass like an eternity. Finally, he looks up into Copia’s worried face with a relieved grin. “Stai calmo my son, she has only fainted, her pulse is strong. I think the events of the last two days have finally caught up with her, especially after receiving the Dark Lord’s blessing”.
Copia places a kiss to her forehead, as his raises with her still cradled in his arms.

Terzo rushes forward to help Primo off his knees “Prendilo bene fratellone”, holding his older brother under the arm, as Secondo rushes to his other side. “Noi Andiamo Fratello” taking the other.
Primo raises to his feet with an alarming number of protesting cracks from his back and knees “Grazie Fratello. We need to get la mia bambina back to her chambers”.

Turning to Copia, Terzo points out the obvious “She won’t thank you for carrying her through the corridors Papa”.

“Grazie Terzo. Aether can you phase us back to our suite?” turning to face his right hand demon.

“Of course, Papa” he said with a relieved grin.

“Right eh I ask you all not to disturbs us for a couple of days, I think mia dia needs her rest”.

With a twirl of his robes, they were gone, leaving only a cloud of purple vapour behind.

Terzo was the first to break the silence “rest my arse!” he said with a sinful grin as they three of them made their way through the darkened chapel.

 

Purple vapour fills the room as Aether, Papa and Lainey phase into the centre of their papal apartments.

Copia slowly walks towards their shared bedroom his boots keeping time across the wooden floor, Lainey still unconscious in his arms, her breath shallow and steady, as if in sleep. Kicking the door open with his foot, as he walks toward the side of the imposing four poster bed; laying Lainey down on top of the velvet covers.

He places a hand to her forehead softly raking his nails back over her head through her hair. Knowing how much she loves him to play with her hair. He smiles lovingly down at his peaceful looking wife, as he turns towards Aether.

“Mio amico can I ask that you make sure we have a ghoul outside our door for the next few days I want to make sure we are not disturbed. If anything is urgent make sure to go see the papas si?”

Aether nods “You got it boss, we’ve got your back. Go spend some quality time with Lainey, Hell knows you both need it”.

“Thank you mio amico, for everything” as he clasps Aether in a deep hug.

“Don’t mention it, It’s what we’re here for” he says with a shy smile. “Can I get you both anything?”

Copia smiles warmly “not at the moment, but I’ll let you know about breakfast”, with that he disappears into the bathroom, wetting a washcloth under the cold tap and reappearing to place it on Lainey’s forehead, whilst taking a seat on the edge of the bed.

“Catch you later boss, shout if you need anything” as Aether disappears in a cloud of purple mist with a wink and a salute.

Copia turns his attention back to Lainey, gently removing her shoes and putting them to the side of the bed, then sliding her gloves off with a sharp, but delicate tug on each fingertip and placing them on the nightstand.

He removes the now warm washcloth from her forehead, for the first time taking in the silver mark now bright against the porcelain skin of her forehead; his fingers gingerly stroke the mark, as Lainey’s lashes flutter, as she slowly begins to come to. “Amore I’m here, you’re safe, try to stay still” his words soothing, as he continues to tenderly stroke her head.

Her eyes flutter open and she tries to look round her in confusion. “Where am I, how did I get here? What happened?” he pulls her gently into his chest. “It’s ok, my love, you fainted after the mass, but everything is okey dokey, Aether phased us back to our rooms, no one saw”.

She huffed “Thank Lucifer for small mercies”. Sitting up slowly she rubs her head with a groan. “I never faint!?!”. Copia pulls her round to face him “Amore these things….” He never finished the sentence as his jaw falls open. Lainey looks at him a small spike of fear landing in the pit of her stomach. “What? What is it? Did I hit my head?” Copia just stutters his response. “Amore your eyes!”.

Lainey swings her legs off the side of the bed, as she makes to walk to the bathroom. A firm hand on her shoulder stops her advance. “No cara, stay there I will bring you a mirror”.

Lainey’s heart starts to thump in her chest, as she watches him bustle into the bathroom.

He rushes back to the bed still in his papal robes, cautiously passing Lainey a hand mirror.

Lainey gasps as she looks are her reflection. Her deep blue eyes are now perfect pools of metallic silver. Hauntingly beautiful; their surface refracting the light from the candles.

“Sweet Santanas” was all she could say. He looked up his face a mask of worry. “How do you feel mia dia? Are you in pain? Do they hurt?

Lainey gingerly shock her head. “No, I feel amazing to be honest the best I’ve felt in a long while”.

She catches her Copia in a deep hug, it takes a few moments before he returns it accompanied by feather light kisses to her forehead, cheeks and neck.
“Oh mia dia, il mio cuore, la mia eternità. Ti amo tanto”. Lainey kisses him back as tears spill down her cheeks “Ti amo anch’io mio tutto”.
They stay clinging to each other the chaos, the loss and the revelations of the last 48 hours finally leaving them as they find solace in each other.

Looking up into her mesmerising eyes. He slowly takes off his papal robes laying them on the floor, letting his suspenders fall from his shoulders, as he pulls his black undershirt from his trousers, slowly unbuttoning it revealing his chest with its light sprinkling of dark hair, his tattoo, now faintly glowing red.
Not wanting to break the spell, she moves forward to the edge of the bed helping him slide the shirt from his shoulders, her hands caressing down his arms as she coxes the material down to join his robes on the floor.

Her fingers trace the outline of his tattoo, as she chases her fingertips with tender kisses. Prompting the most delicious of moans from her lover, her husband, her life.
He halts her caresses, as he wordlessly raises from the bed, tugging at the lacing at the front of his trousers, only stooping to remove his boots, as he lets the heavy material fall to the floor.
As he steps out of the material pooled at his feet, Lainey lets out a breathless sigh, as he is bathed in moonlight from the open window. His skin glowing, making him appear ethereal. He truly was born of infernal majesty. His body though changed slightly was still her love, but so much more.

He turns offering her his hand, her eyes hooded in a combination of love, but also the stirrings of demonic lust, as she stands, melting into his warm embrace.
Placing a whisper of a kiss to her neck, he turns her to allow him to access the zip of her dress. His progress tantalisingly slowly, as he pulls the zip downward through the metal teeth, causing a shiver and a gasp from Lainey as her dress joined his robes on the floor.

The lingerie he had chosen earlier, hugged her sumptuous curves, with sinful precision; He took a moment to drink her in, His goddess, who had chosen him, stayed with him, loved him, even when he couldn’t love himself.

She was breathtakingly beautiful and his.

He slid his hands over the silk and lace, cupping each breast, as he lavished each mound with kisses and caresses. His hands slid to her shoulders letting the straps of her bra fall down her arms, as he unclasped it, letting join it join the expanding heap of discarded clothes on the floor.

He wanted to drown in his wife’s beauty, as she stood bathed in silver moonlight and dancing candlelit shadows.

She was a succubus sent from the depth of Lilith’s own court and he should be on his knees before such beauty.
Looking up into her beguiling eyes, his own full of love and devotion, he slowly sinks to his knees, naked before her.

He moves forwards placing kisses on her mound through the whisper of lace and silk that remained. He could smell her scent, the one that he longed for on tour, the one that only lasted a few days on the panties he would take with him, the ones he kept in his jacket pocket on stage.
He needed to taste her, drown in her, show his devotion, his love.

He stroked his hands under the waistband of the thong and pulled it slowly down her legs, gently helping her step out of them, bunching them in his fists and placing them to his nose, inhaling deeply, his eye rolling into his head, as her essence hit his senses; Reluctantly throwing them towards the nightstand.

Lainey stood shivering with anticipation, she needed him, desire incandescent in her veins, lighting her up from within, she burned for him.

“Cara mia” his exclamation a breathless whisper filled with desire and longing.

As he began to kiss up her lithe legs from her feet to her thighs, gently parting them with a reverential touch, her exquisitely trimmed pussy, just inches from his eager mouth.
He used his thumbs to gently open her folds to him, delighting in how wet she was for him. He swiped his tongue through her glistening folds. Her lips opening to him like the petals of a dark rose.
He swirled his tongue expertly around her clit, causing her knees to buckle with practice ease. “Copia” the silence broken by her gasped pleas and the wet sounds of his questing tongue. Her hands carding in his hair, tugging gently at his silken locks. Her hands sliding over his horn, earning her a low growl, which caused her pussy to clench.

“Copia, please..Ahh.. I need to….” Throwing her head back and her hips forward into his ravenous kiss.

As if in answer he pushed two fingers into her entrance, slightly curving them to stroke the spot the makes her touch the stars. Thrusting them in and out of her finding a familiar steady rhythm; her quiet moans and gasps of pleasure, causing his already hard cock to buck against is stomach. Her breath began to quicken, her walls fluttering and contracting around his fingers , she was so close.

He moved taking her clit between his teeth and biting lightly. The action ripped his name from her lips in an exhalated scream “COPIA…..” as her orgasm swept through her like a wildfire. Igniting every nerve in liquid pleasure, so intense she thought she would be burned to ash, leaving nothing in its wake. Her back arching, as she pressed herself into his mouth, whimpering, as his tongue lapped at her release ensuring not a precious drop was wasted.

Shakely, she opened her eyes and was met with his ecstatic grin, his face glistening with her arousal.

“Whhhatt was that?” she said. He stood before her kissing her cheek “I think my power gives you a little bit more sensitivity amore”. He said a cocky smile on his face. “you like it?”.

Lainey looked at her beloved, like she could devour him whole. “More” she said with a smile dripping in sin.

He captures her in his arms, moonlight hitting his biteable ass, as he walks across the room, laying her on the bed for the second time that night, “as my goddess commands.”

Crawling up the bed towards her on all fours, his cock hard and heavy between his legs. She could feel the wetness between her thighs, as she watched his advance with a hunger she couldn’t control.
She lay back against the pillow spreading her legs in welcome, no absolution needed, he was her sanctuary and her salvation, and she needed him inside her.

Capturing her hips in his hands he leaves a trail of bites and kisses across her stomach, travelling up towards her ample breasts. Homing in on one of her stiff nipples, the touch of his lips and teeth made her hiss with pleasure. He watched, as ecstasy became etched on her delicate features. Her back arching off the covers as her nipples became stiff peaks. She was so sensitive, he barely had to touch her to have her in raptures, he wanted to draw every exquisite sensation from her body, until she begged him to stop.

He stroked and nipped at her other nipple drawing groans and whimpers from his beloved wife, that would make a porn star blush.

“Copia, please, please my love I need more.” The sight of her begging and writhing beneath him broke his resolve, he need her now.

He pulled back positioning himself at her entrance letting his cock travel over her slick folds prolonging her pleasure.
Then entering her in one thrust, she cried out, her screams echoing off the walls, as he began to pull out until only the head of his cock was inside her. Panting she continued to arch as if electrocuted, screaming in pleasure, her body glowing, as the delicious tension began to build.

He increased his pace, snapping his hips and going deeper with each thrust, but it wasn’t enough. Using his newfound strength, he flipped her over on to her front, re-entering her from behind in long, deep slow thrusts, he wanted to feel every inch of her, just as she could feel every inch of him.

Lainey turned her head to look at him; he was magnificent, his hair soaked with sweat and his shoulders and chest glowing from his efforts. His head back and his eyes closed, he finally looked up and looked deep into her eyes, as he thrust deeper into her, hitting the spot inside that made her melt. Scrambling to keep his control “come for me my love, I want to fill you, show you how much I love you please” Tears filled his eyes and she understood.

Her second orgasm swept over her, as she felt him spill inside her, her walls clenching around him milking him and prolonging his pleasure.
He collapsed on to her repeatedly kissing along her spine and shoulders.

“Ti amo mia dia, Ti amo. His arms wrapped round her torso unwilling to let her go.
She leaned back into him. “I love you too”, she turned in his arms opening her legs to slide either side of his hips. Taking his face in her hands she kissed him long and deep with every ounce of passionate and love she possessed.

“We have time my love, we have time” her eyes search his face.

He kisses the crown of her head. “Thanks to my father we do.”

He takes her in his arms, exhausted and sated, encouraging her to lay back against the plush pillows, sighing as they sunk into the welcome embrace of the soft mattress, pulling the covers over them. Entwined round each other they let the kiss of oblivion claim them.

Chapter 14: "Call me little Sunshine"

Summary:

The start of the rest of their few days of peace and quiet....yeah right

The honeyed sunlight filtered through the windows, catching the dust motes, as they danced in the air, buffeted by the gentle breeze, which turned the curtains into softly billowing waves.

The breeze bringing with it the fragrances of lavender, honeysuckle and roses from Primo’s garden; caressed Lainey’s bare shoulders and back, gently ruffling the sheet that covered the curve of her bottom and her supple legs.

Laying on her side she is lost in the depths of sleep untroubled sleep.

Copia lifts his head slightly, propping himself up on his elbow; watching his beautiful wife, her porcelain skin, dappled in golden sunlight; Her hair spread out over her pillow in a silken sheet; Her lips parted slightly, as her naked chest rise and fell in a steady rhythm.

He was captivated by her beauty. He was almost afraid to touch her, as if he would shatter this perfect moment.

He gently drew his fingertips through her hair, with a rueful smile he thought to himself “Santanas, how can one man be so lucky to love such a vision and have her love in return”.

Torn between his desire to watch her sleep and his desire to wake her with soft, tender kisses and caresses. She had not slept so peacefully for so long.

The desire to caress her won out. His fingertips dancing lovingly over her shoulder and down her arm, chasing the dapples of sunlight, as they cover her delicate skin.
She moans softly, a smile curving her soft lips. Moving forward he places a whisper of a kiss to her inviting lips, following it with ones on her eyelids and the end of her nose, which she wrinkles slightly, prompting a happy chuckle to fall from his lips.

In this moment he would be content to spend the rest of his days worshiping her.

Her eyes flutter open, gazing sleepily up into to her husband’s gorgeous mismatched eyes; her own silver eyes, catching the light, refracting it into a billion rainbows.
“Buongiorno amore” he smiles, the dark silky tones of his voice enveloping her senses.

“Good morning my love” her warm smile, shining in response. “Did you sleep well?”

Wrapping her in his arms “Si, cara, the best I have in years”.

She furrows her brow “What time is it?”

He places a kiss to the top of her head “Late morning cara, but it doesn’t matter as we have nowhere to be.”

She sighs happily, snuggling against him revealing in his warmth and the intoxicating smell that was quintessentially her Copia.
He continued holding her against his chest, the delicious friction of her naked skin on his. The stiff peaks of her nipples rubbing against his chest hair.

Chasing more kisses, he gently stroked her hair out of her eyes.

“Are you hungry amore?” What can I get you?”

Lainey smiles up at him, “Can I ask for anything?” biting her bottom lip. The action making his cock stir.

“Si, Tesoro, you can have anything your dark little heart desires. I can deny you nothing when you look at me like that” grinning down at her, his eyes darkening.
She looks up at him through her lashes, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

“Can I have you?”

He chuckles shifting his body to cover hers “You have me Cara mia”, as he leans down to take a pert nipple into his mouth. Causing her to gasp; He moans around her nipple, as she strokes her hand up and down the length of his horns. She leans further forward to run the tip of her tongue over their length, drawing a low growl from his busy lips.

“Lainey” his voice thick with lust “That is indescribably good”, his eyes rolling back into his head, as the new sensation ignites ecstasy in his bones; His head leaning closer to her talented mouth.

His cock twitched against her thigh, as the intensity of her kitten licks and kisses translated straight to his cock. Reluctantly he drew his head back “Amore I need to feel you. If you keep up your caresses I won’t last much longer, they are so intense” Breathlessly laying back against the pillows; throwing the sheet back to reveal his tantalisingly naked body, his sizeable erection curving back against is belly.

“Come Tesoro ride me” holding out his hand in invitation “I want to see your delectable breasts bounce as you use me for your pleasure”.

She flashes him a sultry smile “As you command Papa” earning her a half growl half moan. As she straggles his thighs, never breaking eye contact for a second.
Positioning herself over his weeping cock, she slides down his length inch by exquisite inch; luxuriating in the stretch, as she accommodates his girth.

Finally, her soaking lips meet the curls at the base, tickling her clit and making the soft curls glisten, as she slowly begins to rock against him.
Instinctively he grabs her hips, his finger digging his to her sumptuous flesh, moving her up and down with a steady rhythm. Watching himself disappear inside her, coating his thighs and cock with her arousal.
He was in utter bliss; her walls caressing him, drawing exquisite pleasures from every inch of his cock. He opened his eyes to see her head thrown back and her delectable breasts thrust forward, as his cock repeated rubbed over her G spot, blurring her vision and scrambling her senses, her breathless pleas and moans feeding his own arousal.

“Copia..Copia my love, please, ah.. you feel so good”.

He began to thrust up into her matching her movements, her arousal drawing more slick from her aiding their movements, Sensing she more he increase the speed of his thrusts snapping his hips. She placed her hands behind her on his thighs trying to keep her purchase.

He could feel she was close, so close.

“Come for me cara” his commending tone going straight to her core. She looks down on him, moving her hand through his chest hair.

Gasping in pleasure, sensing her orgasm is just out of reach. “I need more Papa, please”.

He drew his thumb over her clit rubbing in tight firm circles, causing her walls to clamp down and flutter around him, as her orgasm took hold.

She came, screaming his name in absolute ecstasy, no longer caring who heard,

“Si mia dia, si let them hear who is bringing you so much pleasure” he commands with a growl.

“You amore, only you my Copia” at her words he finds his release; filling her with is seed. The warmth inside her causing her to orgasm again in the aftershock of the first,

She sits back on his thighs, her breath coming in heavy gasps, as she basks in the afterglow.
He reaches for her, pulling her into a passionate kiss, deep and sensuous. Rolling her over onto her side, still buried within her.

“Tesoro, ti amo Lainey” breathlessly snuggling into her neck, covering her throat with kisses.

“I love you too” as she tenderly strokes his face. “I think we better get cleaned up”, Resisting the all too tempting urge to fall asleep in his arms.

Detangling herself from his embrace with a quick peck to his soft lips.
Walking slowly to the bathroom, ensuring he had a clear view of her curvaceous ass, swaying her hips slightly.

“Temptress”

He crawls to the edge of the bed in record time, as he follows in her wake, shutting the bathroom door behind him.

 

Once clean, having taken their time to caress and clean each other thoroughly, with an array of soaps and shampoos, luxuriating in the newfound gift of time.
Time to rediscover each other all over again.

Now wrapped in her well-worn, oversized Ghost t-shirt, Papa’s face emblazed on the front and him in black cotton pyjama bottoms, his chest bare and for once not caring, if he was covered or not, his self-consciousness now finally evaporated.

They lay on the bed, His back against the headboard a pillow behind his head; Lainey snuggled into him, her back against his chest, the hair tickling her shoulder blades, as he lovingly stroked her damp hair. Placing her hands on her stomach as it begins to growl.

Copia raising an eyebrow at her with a chuckle, “Ok, are you ready to order amore? What can I tempt you with? Her brow furrows in mock concentration.

“Mmmm can I have pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs” she says dreamily.

“What would you like my love?” turning her head up towards him.

For the first time in forever he could eat whatever he wanted; There was no Imperator, no Saltarian to stop him; No more watching his waistline, denying himself for the greater good. The concept hit him like a truck.

“Yes!” he exclaims with the widest grin she had ever seen, making excited little noises like a small child who has just realised they are spending the next year in Disneyland. She turns to him confused “Copia?”

“Oh cara what infinite possibilities! It sounds divine, but can we add a selection of cakes and cookies from Gideons Bakehouse?”

She chuckles “Cookies for breakfast?”

“Si, why not, I am Papa Antichristo, now I can have anything, besides” still grinning “its afternoon now, so brunch and afternoon tea.”

Lainey strokes his face “yes, my love you can, as long as I can have proper English Tea?”

Turning his face in to her hand and kissing her palm; “For you mia dia oscura, anything.”

He scrambles from the bed, grabbing his mobile, pressing speed dial, speaking into the device.

“Aether? Si, yes I know good afternoon to you too”

Lainey suppresses a giggle, as he rolls his eyes, continuing the conversation.

“Can you be so good as to pick us up some food” He turns to Lainey grinning, the device still up to his ear; “Yes, we have a bit of a list”.

Lainey can also most hear Aether’s groan at the other end of the line”.

Copia looks bemused, as the line goes dead.

“eh the cheeky fucker has hung up on me” he stares at his mobile in disbelief a smile quirking his lips.

As if in answer to his question, Aether phases into the room, a red note pad and pen in his hand.

“I thought it would be easier to do it in person” he said with a grin “I know how picky you can be Papa” wiggling his eyebrows at Lainey, who flops back on the bed in fits of laughter.

“Mio amico, you wound me” Copia chuckles as he makes his way back to Lainey.

Aether turns and gives a sweeping bow to Lainey. “So, what can I get you madam?”

Lainey sits up wiping the tears from her eyes “Less of the madam, you cheeky fucker. I’m not that old, you’re older than me” she says will feigned annoyance. Aether takes a step back with a chuckle “Ok, what would you like to order my infernal empress”.

Lainey grins “oooo I like the sound of that!” Copia making a mental note to use that to his advantage later.

“Well, I would like a stack of buttermilk pancakes, turkey bacon and scrambled eggs please and Papa will have the same, but he would also like…”

Aether holds his hand up “slow down I can’t write that fast. Ok, first question am I going to like this request? He says with a shrug.

Copia rubs his hands together. “Eh it’s a just a little bit eh unusual?”.

Aether turns to “Papa I swear if this involves panda burgers or some other weird shit I am out of here” he says with a grin.

Copia looks up “augh nothing so revolting. Can you bring four of every cake and cookie on the menu, including the specials from Gideon’s Bakehouse?”

Aether raises an eyebrow “You mean the bakery in Orlando you’ve been dreaming about since last year? The one Imperator swore you would never be allowed to set foot in, for your own good?”

“Si, one in the same” flashing him an excited grin, happily clapping his hands together.

“Oh, and Lainey would like lots of English Breakfast tea” Lainey nodding enthusiastically.

Aether cocks his head, as he scribbles down their order. “Is that everything?”.
Copia, strokes his chin, deep in thought.

“Seen as though you are going to Gideons, can I have one of every flavour of their nitro cold brews”.

Lainey leans forward from her place on the bed. “My love, do you think that’s a good idea”.

He turns with a slight pout “What do you mean amore?”

She stands wrapping her arms round his waist from behind, putting her chin on his shoulder.

“You are already like a rabid tigger, you think you need any more caffeine?”

Laughing he kisses her on the cheek, “erm better stick to tea”.

Aether makes a note “you know Papa, I think they do decaff versions”,
Copia suddenly animated “ooooo please bring me those please,” turn towards Lainey with comically big pleading eyes.

She laughs “bring him the decaff, Aeth or he’ll be sulking for hours”,
Copia turns tickling her until she squeaks “I don’t sulk” he says giggling.

Aether nods “Okay Dokey I won’t be long”, as he phases out of the room with a wink and a wave.

Copia turns to Lainey with a pout “Hey that’s my fucking line, dickhead!”

Lainey laughs and pulls him into a kiss.
“I could get used to this.” She says with a sigh.

An hour later, there was a loud knock on the door, making both of them look up from their place on the sofa, both with their head in a book, Lainey with her back to the arm of the sofa, her legs stretched over Copia’s lap.

Lainey shouts “who is it?” No answer.

She gets up making her way to the door, “Terzo, it better not be you, as I’m positively hangry at the moment” she says with a grin.

She opens the door to be greeted by a group of ghouls, each with a silver tray one with silver covers and the rest with black and while boxes.
Sodo, pops his head round the boxes “Grubs up motherfuckers”, as Swiss, clips him up the back head.

Copia raises from the sofa “That was quick thank you, all, he gestures to the dining table near the big bay window, can you set everything up on there, grazie”.

Lainey’s eyes grew big as saucers as the ghoul’s set up two steaming plates of eggs, bacon and pancakes and a huge jug of maple syrup. Lainey’s mouth watered.
Next came the black and white Gideon’s boxes, which they placed on the kitchen counter.

“Erm I think we might have over ordered a bit” Copia said with a chuckle and a faint blush to his cheeks. “you think?” said Lainey laughing as she walked over to inspect the content of the boxes. “Santanas, these cakes are astounding. Have you seen the size of the cookies” as she holds up one thick, heavy cookie”. “Now I understand by Imperator wouldn’t let you in there.

She turns to Swiss and co hovering in the doorway “Would you lot like to join us? Go fetch the girls, there is plenty for all of us?”

Copia nods, Sodo, woops and runs out the door to find the ghoulettes. Swiss turns to Lainey “ I think you’ve just made his millennium”.

Lainey grabs Copia’s hand and leads him to the table “Here breakfast first, then treats”, he smiles and takes a seat opposite her and makes a start on the pancakes.
“These are amazing Swiss” Lainey beams, as she tucks into her plate, now covered with a generous dose of maple syrup.
“mmmm” Copia agrees, his mouth full of delicious salty bacon.

By the time they had both cleared their plates, the ghouls had all arrived in the living room and were sat in front of the fire, having brought numerous duvets, blankets and pillows with them.
Lainey spread the blankets on the floor and spread the boxes of cake and cookies on top with the numerous cold brew coffees. She put a huge tea pot and cup in front of her place at the blanket.

Copia plonked himself down beside her on the large floor cushion. “He extended his hand out to his ghouls “come get comfy, enjoy”.

They didn’t need asking twice. The boxes opening to reveal huge multi layered cakes of every colour and flavour and cookies, which must have weighed about half a pound in weight.
Copia’s eyes were wide as he dived in taking a pistachio toffee chocolate chip cookie and a huge slice of Andes Mint cake and a. Lainey went straight for the colourful rainbow cake covered in about a good inch of rainbow coloured buttercream between its three layers. She also thought it was a good idea to swipe a Banana Bread Chocolate Chip cookie too, before Aether demolished them.
The others made their selections and paired them with huge cups of nitro cold brew coffee. Lainey was thankful she asked for decaff, considering they were sharing their feast with the ghouls.

The only sounds to be heard for the next hour were the happy mmmmms and ahhhs as everyone munched on their backed treats.

Lainey finally lay her head in Copia’s lap, full and happy, looking up at her very happy husband “This my love, without question was the best idea you have ever had. I think we need to make this a weekly thing”.

There was a chorus of “oh hell yes, from the assembled group”, Sunshine timidly looked up at Papa, “can we papa? Can we have a cake and cookie night every week?”

Copia looked at her with a gentle smile “of course bambina, in fact I think you should all sleep in a ghoul pile in here tonight?

The was excited chirps from the ghouls and they removed the remaining boxes to the kitchen and then moved all the blankets, pillows and duvets into a massive snuggly pile in the middle of the room.
Aether took Lainey’s hand and sat her in the middle of the snuggly pile.

Copia stood by the dvd player, “ok who is up for a film eh?” Everyone cheered “Ok what shall we watch?” Sodo grinned “Nightmare on Elm Street”

Lainey groaned “What after all that cake?” Sodo just shrugged and say “especially after all that cake” with an evil grin.

Sunshine whispered in Swiss’s ear, nodding to her “Ok, I’ll tell him”; As she shyly wrapped a rainbow covered duvet round herself.

“Papa, Sunny asked if would be possible to watch Labyrinth?” said Swiss turning to see a few small nods from Sunny.

Copia put his hand on her head over the duvet. “Excellent choice Sunny, it’s one of mine and Lainey’s favourite movies”.

Lainey nodded “oh yes, gimmie Jareth the Gobin King every time, if he had fangs too” she fans herself causing Cirrus to laugh, “Oh I hear you Lainey”.

Copia turns “So, I’m not your favourite” he said sticking out his bottom lip with pretend sad eyes.

“You are papa, but Jareth in those leggings”. Laughing, he puts the dvd in the machine and settles down next to Lainey taking her in his arms, as the movie starts resting her head on his chest.
Whispering to him “I still think she’s an idiot to turn him down, I mean it’s a win win situation, she gets to live with sexy Jareth and her stepbrother becomes a goblin, so he’ll have the time of his life”.
Copia kisses her head, smirking “You’ve really thought about this haven’t you”. Snuggling closer to him she answers “Hell, yes, who hasn’t?”

Chapter 15: "Tell me who you want to be nd I will set you free!"

Summary:

Huge apologise for my year long absence - life just got in the way, but I'm back and I hope you continue on this journey with me. Promise I won't leave it so long between chapters this time; I'm aiming for one chapter a week at least.

So what have Copia and his dark goddess been up to...

“Cara, where are my black trousers?”
Lainey raised an eyebrow and put down her book on the sofa next to her; watching with a wry smile as her husband continued to rummage through their shared walk in closet, becoming more and more exasperated.

“You need to narrow it down for me love, you have many pairs of black trousers”.

Copia stuck his head out of the closet, clade in only his blue boxers “ah cazzo, the ones with the, you know.. the stitching?” Lainey shakes her head completely unable to picture the garment.
“Ah this is fucking impossible” throwing his arms up in frustration and he slumps down on the stool next to the vanity table.

Lainey stands up, coming to put her arms around his neck, placing a gentle kiss to his temple.

“What’s this really about amore?” she asks gently.

He turns pulling her into his lap, sighing deeply “I don’t know what to wear, to reflect who I am now”.

She looks up into his anxious face, stroking his cheek gently “You can just be you now my love, wear what ever makes you feel confident. “We need a shopping trip, put on your black jeans and I’ll grab my bag, we’ll get Aether to drive us into town?”

He sits deep in thought for several seconds “No, no that will not do!” she looks up at him with a frown, as he kisses the top of her head and makes to stand up, causing her to spring up from his lap.
“What do you mean?” she watches in confusion has he matches purposefully over to this nightstand to retrieve his mobile phone.

She knows better than to interrupt him when he was in this kind of mood, he was a man on a mission. Still looking bemused, as he taps in a number.
He paces as he waits for the person to answer “Buongiorno Papa, could I ask a favour per fevori? Si could you look after the ministry for a few days, Si I’m taking Lainey to London” he turns to look at her, her face etched in shock “Grazie mille, see you in 5”.

Lainey was stunned “What the hell? Why London?”, Copia grins at her “You said we need a shopping trip, so we can pay a visit to Sir Tom Baker and Majesty Black in London for a whole new wardrobe for us both”.
While she processes that statement, he presses speed dial for Aether. She was definitely loving this new spontaneous and extravagant version of her beloved.

“Aether, Can you book the Royal Suite by Gucci at The Savoy in London for the next four nights for me and my infernal empress?” turning to grin at Lainey, who was now blushing from ear to ear.

“Si, yes she’s blushing. Can you book a private jet to be ready in the next hour to fly is there, the one we used from Hamburg would be great. We’ll also need you to come with us, as we’ll need a chauffeur for the trip”, he turned to Lainey shooing her with his hand towards her chest of drawers. “You need to get changed Cara.” Lainey could hear laughing from the other end of the call “ahh, no not you Mio demone” Lainey laughing, as she saw her hubby blush a delicious scarlet and start to get flustered.
“si, si, noo not Sodo, I need him here to look after the Papas. Tell him he can have the rest of the cookies and cake if he stays…si..si” He looks up in exasperation his hand on his hip “Okay Dokey see you in 20 minutes out front”.
Clicking the mobile off he catches her around the waist “mmmmm on second throughts you do not need to pack anything Mia dia, I want to take you to the finest lingerie shops and buy you all new outfits” kissing her neck, Lainey leaning into his kiss “I can’t be naked on the plane my love” he wiggles a suggestive eyebrow at her, she slaps him playfully on the chest. “at least put some jeans on amore please”. She presses a kiss to his lips as he skips off into the closet.

She rummages through her underwear drawer, settling on a black cotton bra and pantie set trimmed in red to travel in, feeling sure she would have flimsier items by the end of the day. She picks out her favourite “Lost Boys” t shirt and slips into a pair of black yoga pants, before sitting on the bed to pull on her hiking converse sneakers.
She packs a small black and red travel bag with his paints, cologne, shaving kit, shower gel, deodorant and tooth brush. Adding her own make up bag, perfume, toothbrush, deo and shower gel.
She also added the international plug adapter, just in case and the charging cables for each of their phones, as well as their passports and pair of boxers for Copia and a practical pair of girl boxers for her.
Leaving the bag on the bed she wanders into the walk in closet, where she finds him seated on the blue velvet stool in the centre, pulling on a pair of black leather boots.
He was wearing skinny fit black jeans, a black button up and black suspenders. He had his old cardinal black leather jacket next to him. Lainey practically squealed “ooo good choice amore”

Taking her hand, he picks up the travel bag and guides her through the doors to their suite, locking them solidly behind them. “Oh cazzo, the bambini!” slapping his hand to his forehead, he runs back into the suite and gently opens the door to the rats’ cage and offers them a hand full of treats and a few gentle caresses and scratches.
“Si, si I love you too, but mama and me are going away for a few days. I will ask Cirrus to come and feed you and give you lots of scratches while we are away”. The small animals squeak excitedly. “Ah you little turncoats!” he chuckles, “I see where your true loyalties lie”. With a small smile he shuts the cage door, turning to see Lainey watching him from the doorway.
“Come on Papa Ratto, we’ve got a plane to catch” she said holding out her hand.

Making their way down the corridor, they are met by a flustered looking Terzo, who seems to have dressed in a hurry, his purple shirt hanging open exposing his naked chest, “Ciao amori, do not worry Papa the ministry is in safe hands” Secondo walks behind him clapping a hand down on Terzo’s shoulder making him jump, “si it is Papa”, he says with a grin, ”go the pair of you and have a good time”, Lainey kisses her uncles, “Grazie both of you, where is Papino?”

“I’m here bambina”, she turns to see her father running up the corridor, “I couldn’t let you leave without a goodbye hug”.
She smiles kissing her father on the forehead and catching him in a tight hug. “Make sure you look out for these dolori al culo Babbo”, He laughs, “I’ve been doing it for years piccola”. Terzo shoots her a middle finger, followed by the biggest smile. She sticks her tongue out at him in return. “If you carry on like that, I won’t bring you anything from Fortnum’s!”
Terzo clutches his heart “Ah Cara, you wound me, I promise to be a bravo ragazzo”.

Aether makes his way to join them, “Are you ready your eminences?”.
Copia turns to him “Si Amico, come on cara, time and shopping wait for no man”. He kisses her hand and leads her out to the waiting Bentley.

The Bentley glided to a stop on the airstrip.
Luna was standing on the tarmac, at the bottom of the aircraft steps, and smiled in welcome as Papa and Lainey made their way out of the vehicle.
“Good Morning Lainey, Papa I hope you are both well.”

Papa smiled back at Luna “Si Bella we are bene this morning, let me introduce a new traveling companion. This is Aether”, She bowed low, “a pleasure to meet you, sir”, Aether stepped forward catching Luna’s hand “No need for one as beautiful as you, to bow, miss” he said, as he met her gaze. Her cheeks and ear tips tinged with purple.

Papa coughed behind him and they both looked away with a blush. “Right let’s get this show on the road” he said clapping his hands together.
Papa gives Lainey a knowing smile and leads her up the steps, leaving Aether and Luna to follow on behind.

The flight went well, Luna was the personification of professionalism and made sure everyone was kept fed and watered. Bringing platters of delicious sandwiches and cakes. Lainey nodded to Papa when she saw Luna had made Aether, an amazing looking ham and cheese baguette and a beautifully decorated slice of Banana Cake accompanied by a pot of Yorkshire Tea.
He whispered in her ear. “Young love, amore, there is nothing like it” his breath on her skin making her shiver and her hand stroked his thigh, as she turned to see his look of adoration matched her own. “si, my love. I have high hopes for those two.”

The chill London air hit them, as they made their way down the steps.
Papa had perfected his glamour, his horns were nowhere to be seen, but his fangs and fingernails were now slightly shorter. Lainey though he still looked as sexy as ever in his black jacket and jeans.
As he opened the door to the sleek black car that was idling on the tarmac next to the plane, He saw Lainey turn to watch Aether plant a gentle kiss to the back of Luna’s hand. “I will be in touch Bella, lets paint the town black”, blushing she nods “I’d like that”, She hastily scribbles something on a napkin and passes it to him, he takes it confused. “My number”. Giving him a quick peck on the cheek, she waves to everyone assembled outside the car “enjoy London your Eminences” and makes her way back into the aircraft.
Aether practically floats to the car.
Papa turns to him, squeezing his shoulder. “I’ll set up a card for you Mio Amico, so you can show her an amazing time in London, si.” Aether looks back at him “Thank you boss”, Papa waves his hand “It’s the least I can do mi demone, you are a good friend and she is very beautiful, you should both have some fun”,
Lainey nods “Absolutely Aeth” giving him a hug “I’ll help you pick out an outfit and a little gift”.

She could see his ears turn a cute shade of pink, as he hugs her back, “Thank you Lainey”.

Lainey turns to the car, “Right Papa I’m ready to be spoilt rotten” Papa laughs following her into the car, “As my Infernal Empress commands”. She laughs swiping him playfully in the chest; “Cut it out”
“What” he looks up at her, his face a picture of innocence, which quickly melted into a sinful grin.

The car pulls up outside the front entrance of the Savoy Hotel; The green neon lettering piercing the fading afternoon light. Papa offers his hand to Lainey, as she steps out of the car “What do you think Cara, our home for the next four days”. Lainey looked around her in wonder, as she took in the imposing building. The door man dressed in a blue and gold tailored uniform opened the door into the opulent reception area.
“Papa this is so beautiful” her eyes couldn’t take it all in, there was so much to look at. He smiled warmly taking in the sparkling excitement in her eyes. “You are my dark goddess, and you should be treated as such” kissing the back of her hand “You haven’t seen anything yet my love”.

They made their way to the reception desk an immaculate dressed young man offered them a genuine and welcoming smile. “Good evening your eminences, we have been expecting you. Your suite is prepared for you, and we have taken the liberty of alerting your personal butler, who will have afternoon tea waiting for you. Do you require a hand with your luggage?”, Papa waved his hand “no, Aether has it covered, thank you. Err what is your name?”, The young man swallowed “It’s William your Eminence”.
Papa smiles “No need to be nervous William, I just wanted to thank you for such a warm welcome and to make sure I speak to your manager, to recommend you have a raise”.
William looks at him flustered “Thank you your Eminence. I am on the desk for the next few days, so please do not hesitate to ask for anything”.
“I will make sure to do that William” giving him a grin, as William passes over the suite passes to Lainey. She also flashes him a smile, “Thank you William”.
Papa turns trying to corral everyone towards the lift, “right everyone upstairs.”

The lift opened to a vast private hallway with an inlayed door at the far end. Lainey gingerly walked on the plush carpet; her fingers trailing over the watered silk wallpaper. She let out a breath she didn’t realise she’s been holding. Staying in hotel suites was nothing new; both her and Copia had shared many hotel rooms and suites over the years during the tours, however none of them could equal is.
This was something else, breath taking timeless elegance. She really did feel like an empress.
Their butler was waiting by the doors. “Good evening your Eminences, my name is Scarlett, and I will be your butler for the length of your stay”.

Scarlett opened the door to the suite and Copia stepped back to let Lainey enter first. The Royal Suite had been decorated by Gucci in a gorgeously decadent art deco style. She went to sit on the cerulean blue velvet sofa, absentmindedly stroking the plush fabric. He presses a kiss to her forehead as he walks through the suite to the master bedroom, which houses a gorgeous four poster bed.
Aether looks at Scarlet, “Erm Scarlet, where is the other bedroom? “
She looks back at him, arms folded behind her back, unphased by his appearance. “It right this way to your right sir, you have your own ensuite”
She shows Aether into a large bedroom dominated by a black and gold inlayed bed and sumptuous art demo wallpaper and furnishings. “Thank you, Scarlet, this is amazing” she smiles up at him “I’m glad you like it Sir”.
He turns, “No need to call me Sir, my name is Aether, Aeth for short”. She offers her hand for him to shake “I’m pleased to meet you Aeth, if you or their Eminences need anything myself and my fellow butler Simon will be at your disposal”. He shakes her hand “Nice to meet you too Scarlett”.
She returns to the living room leaving him to unpack.

Lainey turns to look up at her as she enters.
“Your eminence I have set up afternoon tea by the window in the dining room, if you would like to take a seat?
Lainey eyes were wide as she looked at the spread of delicacies on the ornate table before her. Dainty cakes and sandwiches, which looked much too beautiful to eat.

Copia, pulled out a chair nearest her “your seat mia dia” she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and a loving smile as she made herself comfortable; watching him take his own seat.
Scarlet turned back to the table, an elegant silver teapot in hand, “May I pour the tea?”
“Please by all means” Papa gestured to the cups. He was already eyeing up the delicious looking plum and pistachio cakes.
Aether took a seat on the remaining chair, as Scarlet poured his tea. “This looks amazing, Scarlet, thank you” Lainey gushed.
Scarlet gave a curt bow “if you need anything please do not hesitate to ask”, turning to leave the trio to their feast.

Lainey reclined in her armchair, savouring her first taste of proper English tea, a blissed out moan escaping from her lips, as the hot liquid slipped over her tastebuds.
Copia smiled as he stretched back in his own armchair, closing his eyes and sighing; giving his best impression of a well-fed cat.
She glances over to him “that was scrumptious!”, he gave a brief nod in agreement “Si, Cara I couldn’t agree more” raising his tea cup to her.
They were both getting snuggly in their overstuffed armchairs, when Aeth, cleared his throat.
“Er Boss. Can I borrow Lainey for two minutes?”
Turning to face him Copia arched a questioning eyebrow “depends what for mio demone”. A twinkle in his eye and a smirk upon his lips. “But be warned she takes slightly more than two minutes!”.
Lainey nearly choked on the remains of her tea.
Aeth’s ears blushed a delicate pink “No, nothing like that” suddenly uncharacteristically flustered.
“I need Lainey’s help to pick out an outfit for my date with Luna”. He sheepishly looked down and began to study the pattern on the carpet.
Lainey jumped up from her chair, putting her teacup back on the silver tray, giving him a massive smile.
“Of course my love, led on, we will sort you out.”
Copia got up and rubbed Aeth’s shoulder affectionately “I’ve never seen you this nervous, you must really like her?”.
Aeth looks up at them both with a shy smile “we just both clicked. She is so beautiful! I just want to make a good first impression”
Lainey took hold with both of his hands “Then we will make sure you knock her socks off” as she pulls him to his feet and leads him to his bedroom.

Thirty minutes later Copia sticks his head round the bedroom door. “Cara, where are you?”
Her voice echoes from the far end of the walk-in closet.

Amore? When was the last time you bought Aeth some clothes?”

He looks puzzled “He had two new uniforms a month ago?”

Lainey laughed “No my love, real clothes, the ones he has are practically in tatters and we won’t get into the state of the underwear situation!”

Aeth turned his blushing face towards him, his eyes wide, as Copia came to sit with him on the bed, offering him an empathetic smile, as he realised Lainey was on a mission now.

She retreated from the dark recesses of the closet. “What is it about men, not being able to replace their undies until they fall to bits?” she smiles as she dangles a tattered pair of clean boxer briefs from the end of her finger.

Aeth covers his face with his hands. Lainey drops the offending article in the nearest waste bin and comes to sit on the edge of the bed next to him, wrapping an arm around his shoulders.
“Aeth don’t worry we can sort this
Copia grins, turning to Lainey “So, erm surprise! I’m taking us all to Harrods this evening to pick up some bits and pieces before our big shopping expedition tomorrow.” Taking her hand and placing a gentle kiss to the back. “All the departments just for us”.

Lainey’s jaw practically hit the floor with shock “You’ve done what?” Copia turned to her. “I thought we could have some privacy whilst we shop?”
She hugged him “Dark lord below darling, that’s an amazing idea, I didn’t even know you could do that?”.

He grinned “Si, Terzo mentioned it before we left, so I spoke to Luna to make the arrangements”.

She turned to a distraught looking Aether. “There you go Aeth, you’re coming shopping with us and I’m going to buy you a whole new wardrobe”.
He turns to face her; his ears have turned a darker shade of pink. “Lainey I can’t let you do that”
Copia held his hand up “Nonsense mia dia is correct, as always. I have neglected you for too long.”
Aeth looks at them both with teary eyes, as Lainey hugs him tight. “Come here!” He rested his head on her shoulder. She chuckled as Copia reached for his other hand. “It is about time Papa got his wallet out.” She laughed as Copia flipped his middle finger at her, at her as he retreated from the room, his shoulders shaking.

Just then the suite phone rang, Scarlet answering it in one swift practiced motion.
Turning to face Copia she announced, “Your car has arrived your Excellencies”.
Copia clapped his hands together “Ah bene, thank you Scarlet”.

Aether stood picking up his mask up off the bed; Lainey gently caught his wrist. “Glamour tonight Aeth, you’re my shopping partner and I’m going to need you to try stuff on”. She states with an encouraging smile.
He nods dropping his mask back on the bed, shaking himself slightly, his glamour draping over him like a blanket.
Lainey stands to pick up her purse and sunglasses from the hall table, covering her silver eyes and slips her hand through Papa’s waiting arm, snuggling into his side.

“Okay Dokey, let’s do this” planting a small kiss to his cheek.

Notes:

Soooo what trouble can the trio get up to in Harrods? and will Copia's dad give them a helping hand?

Chapter 16: "Throw yourself into the vessel of possibilities"

Summary:

When the going gets satanic, the satanic go shopping.
So how much trouble can an antichrist, a silver eyed prime mover and a glamoured ghoul get into in Harrods and will they solve the problem of Aether's undies?

As the three of them made their way through the opulent lobby, ignoring the curious stares and distasteful glares of the various occupants. They were met my William the concierge, who was holding two heavy looking black envelopes.

“Apologises for the intrusion your dark excellencies, but these envelopes have just been dropped off for you, with explicit instructions from the courier, that they should be hand delivered to you”.

Papa takes the envelopes from William, one bearing his title the other bearing Lainey’s, in beautiful silver script; Handing Lainey her envelope, he cautiously breaks the blood red wax seal, bearing Lucifer’s personal sigil. They opened them to find identical black and silver metal credit cards, again displaying Lucifer’s sigil.

Papa’s envelope contained a handwritten note on matching notepaper in beautiful silver italic script; They have no limit. Have fun my darlings, Love Dad x

Lainey turned to Papa, his shocked expression matching her own, both then breaking into fits of giggles.
“Oh, there is so much spoiling to be had, praise Lucifer!” Papa shouts with a wide grin, causing the last few guests to turn and look at him with disapproving tuts.
Lainey stows both cards safely in her purse and links arms with her infernally handsome husband and her loyal best friend, a bright smile on her face; “Let the retail therapy commence” as they walked out arm in arm to the waiting SUV.

Pulling up outside the timeless façade of Harrods department store. Founded in 1849, the store has been a beloved landmark of Knightsbridge for over 175 years. Lainey still couldn’t quite believe it was theirs for the evening; Being the antichrist she decided, had its privileges.

She lets her mind wander back to when she first met Copia, he had just become a Cardinal and she was spellbound from the moment she saw him in his red figure-hugging cassock.
How he only had a lumpy old sofa, he’s bought from a second-hand store, a mattress on the floor and no bedroom door. Never in a million years would they have dreamed they could shop in a place like this. It made her heart flip to know he was getting what he truly deserved after all his hard work and devotion to the Old One. The driver walked round and opened her door, pulling her out of her reverie.

As she stepped in to the cool evening air, she took in a calming breath, as Aether and Papa joined her. They were greeted by the Manager, who bowed in deference.

“Welcome your Dark Excellencies. Please do not hesitate to ask for assistance this evening. Each of our staff will be more than willing to serve you.”

Lainey supressed a cheeky smile, as the manager rose and was met with a 6 foot something glamoured ghoul, from behind which stepped Papa.
Papa opened his arms wide, sporting a charming smile. “Thank you again for allowing us to shop at this late hour. In gratitude I will ensure your staff are well compensated for their time.”
The manager gave he a genuine smile, “Thank your Dark Excellency, they will appreciate that.”
Papa turned taking Lainey’s hand s they stepped gingerly over the threshold, “Come il mio angelo oscuro, where do you want to go first?

Turning to her husband with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “let’s take you to the chocolate department first.”

Aeth’s booming laugh made her jump “Wow it’s almost like you’ve done this before.” As he turned to see Papa’s beaming face he practically bounced in excitement “Bene!!”.

Lainey had a feeling she was going to regret this.

The Manger took great delight in showing them through to an exquisitely painted and gilded room, filled with every possible pastry, chocolate and confection their dark little hearts could desire. All lovingly and delicately displayed. By the blissed expression on Papa’s face he had truly died and gone to Hell (again).

Twirling round happily, his leather clade hands lovingly grazed the packets of chocolate that surrounded him.
Lainey nudged Aether “I wish he’s look at me like that, I’m getting a bit jealous” she grinned, and he suppressed a chuckle with coughing fit.

Papa turned eyeing them both suspiciously, “what!?!” narrowing his eyes in a mock pout.
She stepped forward and caught him in an embrace. “Nothing my love, we’re just glad to see you back to your old self.”

He places a gentle kiss to the top of her head “Okay, who is keeping a list?”
A young woman, who looked to be in her early twenties, nervously steps forward from behind Aether, “That would be me, your Dark Excellency.”
He turns towards her with a twinkling smile “ah excellenti, call me Papa or Copia, no need for formalities. What is your name piccola?”

Lainey could see the young woman visibly shaking as she replied, “It’s Raven, Papa”.
She hummed to herself making a mental note “That’s a fantastic name, I love the sound of it”.

He steps forward gently taking each of Raven’s trembling hands in his own, “Well Raven, it is a pleasure to meet you and have you assist us this evening. Let me introduce you to my mia amore Lainey and my good friend Aether. Raven bobbed her head in greeting, “An honour to meet you both”.
Lainey offered her a warm smile “The honour is ours Raven”.
Raven’s face flushed pink, as she turns back to Papa, who had already started exploring the various shelves and she scuttled to catch up with him.
Lainey calls after him, before he can wander too far into the hall of delights.

“I’m taking Aeth to the Men’s Wear department, will you be okay?”

He waves a hand in her general direction “Si.si, dolce, we will be fine. We will meet you up there later, have fun.”
She grins at Aeth, he eyes her warily “ Should I be worried?” he arches an eyebrow at her.
Staring up at him with doe eyes looking the picture of innocence,
“Aeth have I ever gotten you into trouble?”
He gives a full belly laugh, “Erm yeah, all the fucking time, Sunshine.”
Leaving Papa in his ‘happy place’ on the ground floor, giggling they link arms and make their way upstairs.

Once they reach the men’s wear department on the second floor. Lainey makes beeline for the underwear section. With Aeth following close on her heels. Turning to him she flashes him an encouraging smile,

“Okay we need to dress you from the undies up”. Aeth’s ears turn a beautiful shade of scarlet, as he mumbles a reply, as he sheepishly looks at the floor, “I wasn’t going to wear any!”
She gives him a wry smile “Nothing impresses woman more than some tight fitting, bum hugging underwear; it gives her something to unwrap!” she wiggles her eyebrows at him suggestively and they both broke out laughing.

Aeth turns to her, “but Papa doesn’t wear pants most of the time”. She smiles up at him “Yeah, but he doesn’t have to surprise me with his mystery package anymore, after all these years I think I am quite well acquainted with it. The mystery has well and truly gone”. she laughs

“However, Luna hasn’t had the privilege yet of seeing you in all your glory yet, so it makes her feel special if you’ve made an effort for her. It shows you respect her, and you are not making any assumptions about the night”.

He nods “I hadn’t thought about it like that, thank you Lainey”. She rubs his arm “no worries love, it’s what I’m here for”.
They browse through the racks. He stops and holds up a pair of bright red ‘budgie smugglers’ with a grin. Lainey rolls her eyes “Satan, No! you’d have one of your balls hanging out of those! Very attractive I don’t think” she grins.

“What about these?” she holds up a pair of figure hugging Zegna black trunks. He looked thoughtful “Hmm, maybe.” She took a photo on her phone and continued browsing.
After five minutes, he’d also found some very nice black and red Alexander McQueen boxer briefs and was feeling a little more relaxed about the whole process. Turning to her he asks,
“Okay, right what’s next?” he smiles as he starts to enjoy himself.

Lainey considers for moment, looking round. “I think some black skinny jeans and trousers to show off that butt!” making him jump, as she playfully smacks his ass. He yelps “ah more please” as he bends over laughing, as he wiggles his butt in her direction.
“You’ve been spending far too much time with my wicked husband!” She grabs his arm and all but drags him into the pants section.

 

“Ah balls” she exclaims “we’ve forgotten to look at the socks and shoes”.

She raises an eyebrow in his general “So what’s your shoe size?”
He looks down at his feet with a frown sticking one of his feet out in front of him, the toe of his boot towards the ceiling.

“Erm I think I’m an 8 or 9 I’m not sure, the wardrobe mistress normally buys all our clothes and shoes.”

She flashes him an encouraging smile. “That's a good place to start Aeth. Thanks to Papa we have plenty of time to try things on.”

She starts to browse through the vast array of socks. Coming back with her arms full of various colours and styles of socks, to the wooden bench where he was now perched. She waved a pair of black socks with deep purple banding around the toe. “Hmm, I think these will be perfect!” she mused, he nodded in agreement, as she left her sock haul on the end of the bench.
Lainey sauntered towards the shoe department, after 20 minutes of aimless wandering up and down the aisles, amongst a vast array of practically identical boots. She walked back to Aether’s bench with two pairs of black and purple converse and a selection of limited edition vans. She figured that if she couldn’t find him some snazzy fuck me boots tonight, then she could at least buy him some comfy ones.
Looking up from his perch on the bench, he grinned to see the offering Lainey had brought him.
“oooo very nice, can I take one of each pair?” Lainey grinned her face appearing from behind the boxes. “of course my lovely, Papa said you needed whole new wardrobe."

She sat down beside him on the bench with a sigh. “I think realistically I need to take the whole pack shopping if your wardrobe is anything to go by”.
He turns to her nodding “I think you should sort the girls out first, I don’t think they've had any new clothes for ages; You could have a girl’s shopping weekend in New York or something?”

She turns and kisses him on the cheek, a beaming smile on her face “Aeth, you're a genius, that’s an excellent idea. Do you think Copia will go for it, with everything that has happened?” her smile fading slightly.
He laughs, taking her hand “When has he ever said no to you Sunshine?” She joins in the laughter, “You have a point” giving him a cheeky wink.

Grabbing his arm, she grins up at him, “Stop stalling, I think I might leave your shirt hunt to Sir Tom Baker and Bond Street tomorrow, as having looked at the shoe selection, I don’t think the shirts will fit you aesthetic so to speak. Plus I hear there is an amazing metal band t-shirt shop in Camden?”

She looks thoughtful “I wonder if Sir Tom could make you a couple of jackets and a smart coat at the same time as Copia?”
His eyes go wide as saucers, holding his hand up in defence, “Please Lainey that’s too much, I would only ruin them, if I wore one.” She turns, fixing him with a frown,

“Aeth, just like all my ghouls, you deserve the world and your boss would agree with me”

She catches him in a deep hug. “Now stop being an arse” and help me find you some aftershave and accessories, before C finds his way out of the chocolate department and no that's not a euphemism”.
"Whatever you say your infernal empress" flashing her a wicked grin as he pulls away, just enough for Lainey to swot his arm.

Notes:

Sorry for the delay my lovelies. I wish life would bog off and give me more time for writing so we can get back to the smut.
Be patient is coming

Notes:

This is My first attempt at a Ghost fanfic. I will welcome any constructive comments.

mia amore - my love
la mia leonessa - my lioness
Buongiorno amore mia - good morning, my love
Per l’amor del cazzo, è meglio che l’hotel sia in fiamme - for fuck sake the hotel better be on fire