Baleon leered at the fallen angel. Well he wouldn't have to report him to Asmodeus after all. Chuckling, he watched the other move to his feet and beg for forgiveness. "Gorgeous, filthy creature. It's surprising you aren't insane and have killed yourself like your relative fallen." Pulling out his dick, he grabbed Luke by the hair and shoved his erection down his throat. He was brutal, rough, and bruising, and yet he was doing exactly what Luke had been aiming for. Baleon didn't let Luke breathe, didn't give him an easy ride. No. He fucked his mouth without remorse until he plunged down his throat and came with a barking curse. Pulling back, he tucked his cock back into his pants and shoved the fallen away from him.<br/><br/>"Your mouth is better than that angel's ass. Now get the fuck out of here before I take you to Asmodeus." He knew his general would have a fit over this, too. Well, not a childish one. More of how or why this fallen looked exactly like the one he had chained up in the room. Baleon then slipped into the room and shut the door, bolting it behind him and barring any further visualization for Luke to see Samuel.<br/><br/>"Well, that was interesting," the demon said, circling around Samuel, which always tripped up his senses since<i>everything </i>echoed in the room. It was made of stainless steel walls, with chains bolted in place that held him spread-eagled in the air. Grabbing a blade from the wall, Baleon came forward and grabbed Samuel's healing broken wing. Samuel bit back a sob at what he knew was going to happen, but couldn't stop his scream of pain when Baleon cut his wings off<i>again. </i>"You have a look-alike. And a damned good one at that. I thought he was you at first but he's just some stupid fallen." Baleon laughed cruelly, digging his hands into the cuts on Samuel's back. "I don't know why Asmodeus lets you keep your wings, you filth." Another scream ripped from his throat, piercing and sad at the same time, but Samuel knew better than to answer or speak.