My Saintly Demon
The only thing better than church lady made food is a good joint and a better orgasm.
And when all three are delivered by a sexy priest?
Talk about a holy trifecta.
I know demons are supposed to be terrifying and evil. Some might even say cruel and heartless.
But the thing is, I don’t like it.
The constant scowling and the raining of fire on people, it really isn’t good for my mental health. Give me fluffy bunnies and a good cuddle after a long day and I’m a happy guy.
The problem is, I am a demon and I’m really freaking bad at it.
When my dad sent me to earth for a week to learn from humans how easy it is to be horrible, it sounded like a crap trip to me.
But I met a man there and he’s not just any man. He’s a priest, and he’s as bad at his job as I am.
We’re gonna help each other out. He’ll teach me how to be bad and I’ll… ah, dammit.
The only thing he’s going to teach me is that I can fall in love with a human.
What could be scarier than that?
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