A Wish to Send you to Hell

Ellien nodded, still not quite believing it.

Belial watched him and sighed. "Well, we'll just have to do that again sometime and see which one of us is right," he said to him.

Ellien chuckled. "You want to do it again?"

"Well, not right now," Belial replied.

Ellien grinned and nodded. "Alright"

Belial watched him quietly, there was something about that grin that made him uneasy.

Ellien kissed Belial's lips, rubbing his stomach gently.

Belial turned his head away from the kiss. "I threw up, remember?" he asked. "Please don't kiss me at least until I've brushed my teeth, okay?"

"The taste wouldn't bug me" Ellien said, serious.

"Mm, it bothers me," Belial replied.

"Alright then" Ellien said, taking away his stomach discomfort as he rubbed it.

Belial looked down at Ellien's hand. "H-how do you do that?" he whispered.

"S-E-C-R-E-T" Ellien said with a smirk.

Belial narrowed his eyes, watching him. "I'm not going to have sex with you again today," he said. "So don't think doing that is going to convince me."

"Wasn't going to ask but your father is headed this way" Ellien said, smiling innocently.

The male paused. "He is?" he asked.

"He is, what would you like me to do?" Ellien asked.

"I-I don't know," Belial replied. He couldn't let his father seem them like this; the man would flip. "Wh-whatever you think needs to be done?"

Ellien vanished, the room changing so it was neater before there was a knock at the door.

Belial gasped and quickly curled up under his blankets. "Ya?" he called out. The man stepped into the room and paused.
"Still in bed?" he asked, frowning.
"Wasn't feeling well this morning," Belial replied. The man nodded slightly.
"What's wrong?" he asked, going over to him.
"Upset stomach," Belial sighed.
"Ah, I see. So does that mean you won't be up for fishing today then?" he asked. Belial blinked and smiled faintly.
"I'd love to. I'm feeling better now anyway." The man smiled and nodded.
"Alright, grab your fishing gear and get dressed and I'll meet you out by the car," he said. Belial smiled and nodded and watched as the man left the room. Belial quickly got up and dressed, rummaging through his large walk-in closet for his fishing gear.

Ellien was standing in the closet, handing him his fishing stuff.

Belial gasped and stepped back, startled. He sighed and took the gear from him, watching him. "Why don't you come with us?" he asked him.

"Are you sure? How would you explain it?" Ellien asked.

"You're my new servant and you've never been fishing before so I invited you along," Belial replied with a shrug. "That's what I'll tell my dad anyway."

"Alright" Ellien said, already dressed.