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" The fuck! You got a motherfucking boner in my apartment, rubbing off on some boy pussy. You sick, perverted, fuck!” Mr. Maxus boomed, and Rex wanted to die from embarrassment. Mr. Hades grabbed his bulge, squeezing it. “If you wanted to suck my dick, fat ass, you should have said so.” He sneered at Mr. Maxus, flipped him the finger and answered the call as he walked off. “I’m going to say this once, and I’ll take my punishment for it,” Beo spoke from where he laid on the couch, head resting in Mr. Maxus’ lap, “I wouldn’t mind seeing that.” And now, really, Rex wanted a bullet ripping through him because a small part of him wouldn’t have minded seeing that either "
― Wulf Francú Godgluck , Hades (Of Gods and Monsters, #2)
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" Hades snapped at Munroe; his gaze fixed on the back of the fuck’s head, not caring to look at the guard at the door. “I want a joint and a goddamn STD test, the whole works. Who the fuck knows what shit I picked up in here.” “Anything else, Your Royal Highness?” Munroe bit back while the guard opened the door for them. “Yeah, I want a fuckin’ ice cream…no, wait make that ice cream dripping off some sweet motherfuckin’ little’s mouth while he licks it from my cock...or better yet...” A tremor rushed through Hades’ muscles, the magma searing his blood. “I wanna watch ice cream spew out of Scar’s asshole while I pound the fucker into the dirt, into a fuckin’ pulp…” Hades grasped Munroe by the back of the neck, leaning close to whisper in the man’s ear. “And I want Allan Knight, stuffed, on a platter with garnish and shit, and an apple in his mouth, roasted alive, Deputy Chief.” Munroe met Hades’ gaze as he turned. “That, my old friend, I will help you do with my own two hands. Gladly. "
― Wulf Francú Godgluck , Hades (Of Gods and Monsters, #2)