D E V I L ' S P L A Y   !
❝  chapter nine  ❞

( SEX MANIAC )
—  come fuck me again, boys.

THE SCENT OF SEX had stained her lungs when she smelt the dirty air. Angel twirled around the metal pole with her hips rolling in beat with the nightclub's raving music. It was another Saturday night where the streets ignited in strobes of neon flashes and where soft hushes and quiet moans could be heard behind closed doors. The scrambled crowds were rowdy as usual, and the sound of their loud cheers and lustful gazes were obvious within this heated atmosphere. But perhaps, tonight won't be as peaceful as she anticipated for.

"Angel, they're here", Midnight murmured under her breath as she slid down from the metal pole.

"Who?"

Angel glanced at the blurry crowds, but among them was a group that looked familiar. Very familiar. They stood out like a sore thumb that even the crowds could recognise this unknown, bloodthirsty aura that dripped from their bodies. She watched the way his cunning gaze pierced into her soul, and the way the flashes of neon lights danced upon his ghostly pale skin. Although it was quite dark, Angel could recognise him from miles away. He was no other than—

"Chisaki Kai", she hissed under her breath.

As unpleasant as he sounded, Angel was still here with the man she had despised the most with all her guts. She was currently in a private room; a hidden lounge behind the nightclub that could only be opened for VIP members. Chisaki didn't come alone, surprisingly. A few familiar faces came by, and Angel didn't particularly liked them either. After all, they didn't belong to just any Yakuza organisation. They belonged to Shie Hassaikai, a name that many had feared among the shadows of the city, and among the Leader's underlings had quite the infamous names too.

"Nice to see you again", Keigo greeted the woman with a flirtatious wink.

Sakusa nodded, "It's been a while, Angel."

"Looking good as always, baby girl", Dabi snickered.

Iwaizumi rolled his eyes, "Behave yourself."

Keigo, Sakusa, Dabi and last but not least, Iwaizumi. Four grim reapers that had the entire world trembling beneath their feet. Angel hadn't met them very often, but when she did, she had a distasteful flavour that tingled upon her tastebuds. It was bitter and rotten, but above all, it tasted much more venomous when her eyes laid upon their Yakuza Leader. Angel sighed then took a sip of her vodka from her half filled glass. She wanted to wash away this disgusting flavour from her tongue, but it seemed as though the alcohol didn't do much.

"I've already paid the last time we met. Why the fuck is your shit face here again?", she grumbled unpleasantly.

Chisaki responded in amusement, "Don't be so angry, we came here as customers, isn't that right boys?"

"Customers? You're never welcome here."

"Maybe we could change your mind."

Dabi leaned a little closer to the young stripper as his fingers trailed down across her inner thighs. She felt his tongue gliding up her neck, and his teeth grazing against her collarbone in the lightest way as possible as if he was teasing her body with his mouth. His hands began to move up a little closer to her womanhood as his fingers tug against the strings of her lingerie, but Angel had stopped his ungodly hands. Instead, the woman straddled her thighs around his hips with a hard grind against his burning crotch. Dabi smirked at the woman when she undressed herself, looking as unbothered as ever.

"If cheap, meaningless sex is what you want, then I'll play with your stupid game."

Keigo chuckled, "You heard her."

The other blond man crotched down then unzipped Dabi's denim jeans as his aching cock sprung in the open air. He slurped his dick down the walls of his throat; one hand rubbing the base of Dabi's lengthy member while the other hand touched himself down his pants in between his thighs. Keigo rubbed his own dick hard as he watched the way Dabi groaned in pleasure. Angel, however, had other plans. She latched her mouth upon Dabi's lips as her tongue searched inside the crevices of his bitter tasting mouth. But her eyes weren't closed, they were wide open for the Yakuza Leader himself.

She watched the way his face began to crease like a slightly wrinkled paper, and the way a shadow casted over his eyes like the dark night. It was amusing. Angel chuckled then pulled Sakusa's tie until they were at an eye to eye level. She unbuckled his pants and deep-throated his cock until nothing was left to be seen. Sakusa moaned as he pulled his mask down to breathe the dirty, lustful air. Angel continued to slurp his cum when she suddenly felt a burning feeling down in between her thighs. Iwaizumi had rubbed her pink clit while the other hand stroked his own cock.

"Ah! That feels good!", Angel moaned.

Dabi pinned the woman down as Keigo positioned himself beneath Angel with his throbbing dick jammed deep inside. He thrust his cock at a godly speed then quickened the pace as he bit her neck with his teeth. He continued to bruise her while Iwaizumi stuck his tongue around her slick folds—sketching circles and circles around her womanhood. The immense pleasure drove her insane. Angel almost cried but she held it in as she mewled and gasped for whatever little air was left in this room.

But that wasn't the end just yet. Sakusa threw his mask away as a hidden smirk could be seen on his charming face. He lifted her thighs up against his shoulders before ramming his lengthy cock all the way inside her other hole. He pummelled her insides over and over until her legs began to shake from the overwhelming pleasure. She felt her body heating up when the men did unholy things to her body, but it felt too fucking good to resist. Angel arched her back and yet, she could not seem to moan when Dabi had his tongue in between her teeth.

"Enough."

Bingo. Angel had pissed Chisaki off. Her eyes did not leave his face, not once and not ever. She got him riled up in the most unpleasant way as possible and the look in his eyes became a lot more prominent beneath the artificial lights when it burnt thousands and thousands of furious flames. Chisaki stood up, but the way his bone-chilling expression was displayed on his face didn't look so good. It was enough to order his men to leave the party, and so the room became quiet. One naked woman in the sheets and one Yakuza Leader filled with raging flames.

And something about his aura,
told her that tonight won't end well.