Ghost in the Cradle

※ This work contains intersex content, coercive relationships, vulgar hag jokes, violent scenes, and hardcore material (fisting, pee play, sex centered on the gong, and depictions of sexual acts with other people).
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At the edge of the continent stood an island nation where cold fell all year round.

A barren land where ice rain and snow poured down for half the year was cruel to humans,

and more than enough to kindle sparks in the harsh temper of those who had made it their home.

Thus began decades of invasion wars.

A thirst for warmer, richer lands even seeped into the sacred nation where the messengers of God had first set foot,

and the devil who led the charge discovered a being who would become the only meaning of his life.

* * *

Ruslan kept both hands on Shey’s cheeks and frantically licked at his face. He didn’t care whether semen got into his mouth or not.

He sucked at the smooth cheeks, then smeared saliva over the closed eyelids and eyelashes. He slipped his tongue under the lids and licked at the eyeballs, took the lips into his mouth whole and worked them over. He didn’t forget the sharp bridge of the nose, either, licking it before pushing his tongue into the nostrils. Even so, his lover didn’t wake.

Even if he were dead, it would still have been enough. And so Ruslan dared to be certain.

He really, really, really, really, really loved Shey.

If he wanted, he could burn this body to ash and carry it to him.

He could even cut off his own limbs and feed them to his starving belly.

Whenever Ruslan stood before Shey, everything that made up Ruslan lost its light and faded.

For him, who had never believed in God, Shey had become his only god.

If this wasn’t love, then what in the world was?

* * *

Gong (Top)
Ruslan

A grand duke who had led the battlefield at a young age and earned the nickname the devil. A strikingly handsome man with black hair and amber eyes, he had a cruel nature and no fear of paying with other people’s lives. He was completely self-centered, and he poured love out in the same way. He could not understand Shey’s feelings or pain.

Soo (Bottom)
Shey

The priest of the country Ruslan had conquered last. Like him, he was a beauty with black hair and amber eyes, and he had intersex physical traits, sometimes called priest’s disease. He hated Ruslan, who had stolen his country and killed those who were like family to him. He had never once acknowledged the love Ruslan spoke of as love.