Reverend Alpert: the Sins-of-Flesh Demon
Sep. 30th, 2024 05:03 pmSummary: Reverend Alpert meets a demon who just won't leave him alone. And she's friendly. NSFW.
Series: Reverend Alpert, the Traveling Exorcist
Word Count: 3474
Notes: Winner of this month's Patreon poll! And wow, talk about a blast from the past. We originally wrote the Sins-of-Flesh Demon back in 2011(!) for the first writeathon we ever threw, writing stories according to reader prompt. Shawn of Rolodexaspirin wanted kinky demon/exorcist porno; we had no idea what Reverend Alpert would end up becoming! Alpert (and the demon girl) ended up keeping us in toothpaste and toilet paper during the Homeless Year, which meant this story became a slight inconvenience--anyone who read THIS as the first chapter of the series would reasonably (and incorrectly) assume it was a porn series, but it was also such a keystone story that it couldn't really be removed or changed. It's undergone some major revisions so as to better mesh with the new first chapter, The Gestaltist of Blood. Content warnings in the comments.
Alpert was young, two-named, naked and face down in the dirt, arms pinned by High Guards whose features were long since blurred away by time and memory. A thousand faceless witnesses stared down at him from the amphitheater’s stands, a wheel of eyes. He felt Booker Z. Lilac’s weight come down onto his back, holding him down, and agony sliced into his back like fire. He screamed into the gag in his mouth.