Welcome to Gatori Cafe

As I opened my eyes, the space next to me is empty. Damon must be already up. I don't know what time it is but a few more minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt, right?

To be in a more comfortable position, I turned to the other side of the bed. I fully woke up with the sight of a face staring at me. His eyes, full of curiosity, are staring at my face.

"Good morning." He greeted but his gaze didn't faze.

I looked around inside the tent but Damon was nowhere to be found. I thought he said no one can go in unless it's him or they're in contact when going in. Does that mean they held hands too?

"Are you a girl?" Then he averted his gaze to my chest. I quickly sat and turned around. Why? Why am I still a girl? Even here? Did TanTan give me girl clothes? Was it the hair? Is it still too long? Should I cut it more?

Seeing my panic demeanor he stood up, went in front of me and explained what he meant.

"If Sir Damon slept with you, that means you're a girl right? But you don't look like one that's why I asked. I am very sorry if I offended you."

"Where's Damon?"

"Sir Damon."

"What?"

" The Great Leader of the Angels of Death should be adressed with respect. Unless... Are you really his lover?"

"No. I'm his coworker at Gatori Cafe."

"Ah! You're the new one. I haven't visited the cafe yet cause Sir Damon told us not to."

Damon did? But why? Looking at him, he doesn't look like the bad souls. He looks normal. His eyes are also blue but much Darker than Damon's. His hair is light golden blonde. You could say his looks can par with the three angels I know.

"Could you please stop staring. It's rude to stare."

"But you're the one who stared at me first while I'm sleeping." I mumbled.

"That... that was..... precautionary measure. Why would a stranger be in Sir Damon's tent?"

"You're the stranger here. I don't even know you. And intruding Damon's tent on top of that."

"Sir Damon! Use 'Sir' you're not on the same level as him. You're just a pet!" Pet? Did he just call me pet? " And I'm not a stranger. I am..... " He stood tall with his chest out and his hands on his hip. "the Youngest Angel of Death, Gael. Although it's not official yet but for now I am a messenger. "

I just stared at him, unimpressed.

"Looks like someone's also not at the same level as the angels." I don't know why but I just got the urge to taunt him.

"It's because of you. " He pointed at me and started walking back and forth. " I was suppose to be the 4th employee of Gatori Cafe. That was my chance. But then suddenly Sir Damon said that the angels shouldn't come to the cafe. I wondered what happen but then I got the news that they got a new employee. But then now, I saw you. Why you?..... I mean look at you."

All I can hear are jealous rants.

"Wait a minute. Are you jealous?"

"psshh... Me? Jealous? of whom? You? Just because you get to be with Sir Damon everyday? And now you slept with him?"

"Are you in love with Damon? Don't worry our relationship is not like that. We'll never sleep with each other."

"What? I'm not in love with Sir Damon. And what do you mean? You'll never sleep with Sir Damon? Who doesn't want to be under Sir Damon? Everyone's fighting for that spot. To be his first." He stopped talking and started imagining things I guess.

"Ahem...."

He snapped backed to his senses.

"I almost forgot, Sir Damon tasked me to give you your breakfast. Since you did say you're in no relationship with Sir Damon I'll give you the sweetest fruit you could find in the Garden of Paradis. Enjoy. See you soon." He was about to exit the tent but turned around for a last message.

"Proceed to the Gate after your breakfast. Is what Sir Damon said. "

I did as I was instructed. Damon is standing near the gates waiting for me. I approached him and he pulled my hoodie down to cover my face more. He leaned in to whisper.

"Once we pass this gate, it will be Level 7. The atmosphere will be very different. If you remember Asmo from before, souls will be like that or even worse. We will not be taking any stopover. Gael have given you fruits that could sate your hunger for a whole day. If you ever feel sleepy, just tell me. And lastly, never look in a mirror."

His precautions made me nervous. If the leader of the Angels see Level 7 as dangerous, how could we survive the other levels.

Damon held my hand and went through the gate. Compared to the bright garden, the atmosphere became darker. The sky is more of a dark crimson hue. The smell is sweet like from the fruits of the garden but in here, it smells more like a sweet apple mixed with a musky pungent smell.

My eyes gradually grew accustomed to the dark and red hue. I can now see that there are piles of neglected naked body on the ground. They are in various positions exposing their body parts. They look almost lifeless and pale, as if they have been drained.

There are still light movements. I can see that they are still breathing. Their eyes are wide open but are trapped in a gaze as if they are recollecting the pleasure they just had.

The more we walk and go deeper the current level, the air becomes thicker. The sweetness and musky smell becomes stronger and will linger. Not only that, but I can hear heavy slow breathings that are mixed with moans and groans.

My eyes are fixed on the ground where our path is but I can still see the movements around us. They are unrestrained and sensual. Souls are on top with each other, mating like animals.

"Damon, why are the souls at Level 7 acting like this?" I asked as quietly as possible.

"Level 7 is also known as the Kingdom of Lust. It's reputation is widely known to the purgatory for its overwhelming desire that tempts every soul that enters the level. The strong willed gets to survive while the weak willed will be drawn to the temptation and ends up like the body at the grounds.

The souls that are residing here claims that they survive by feeding off the essence and pheromones of other souls. In the human world, they are most likely known as succubus and incubus. "

I tightened my grip on Damon. One wrong move and the souls here could target us anytime. Will we ever reach the end.

"The more we go into the kingdom, the heavier the air will be. But do not worry. The souls at the center of the Kingdom are more controlled. "

And as Damon reassured me, we arrived at the heart of the kingdom. Besides the palace at the top of the mountain, everything else could be compared to the infamous Red Light District. The souls are not constantly mating but they remain boldly intimate with their actions.

The scent of the area became less earthly but the sweet apple scent became stronger, mixed with perfume and candle scent. It somehow made me a bit dizzy. I can feel my body getting hot and a funny feeling at my private part. My eyes are getting heavy and my legs are slowly getting weak so I informed Damon.

"I'm sorry Damon but I don't think I can continue walking."

Damon looked a little panicked but he sat infront of me and offered to piggyback carry me. This might be embarassing but I have no choice.

As he continued walking while carrying me, I can feel Damon's body heat radiating. I can hear his sexy heavy breathing. It may be the air on the atmosphere affecting my mind but I find every part of Damon very sexy. His body is full of sweat but as I sniff him at his neck, he just smells sweeter.

I slightly grazed his ears with my lips then slowly going down to his nape with an excuse of me just getting weak. I heard a slight groan from him. Is he getting excited just like I am feeling? I can feel my private part getting harder as it rubbed on his back.

I'm too weak to pull away so I bet he can feel it. How about him? Can Damon get hard too? I can feel my eyes getting heavier but before I pass out, I can see that something is bulging inside his pants.