Souls
Homelander had started to read the bible after that interaction, and sure enough what he spoke the day before was a bible verse, though it was slightly changed, but its was still from the first part of Psalms 94:1-23, he read the full verse, letting that cold chill go down his back while he read it. He looked for reference on what he said at Believe Expo, he found it in Romans 12:19, but it was also in Hebrews 10:30, there was other bible verses that had the phrase, he wondered if Strom Rider, or rather Hughie would be proud of him for really sitting down and reading the bible for once, it also brought light to some of the reasons why he was so wrathful.
Ezekiel got called to talk with Hughie, as well as the rest of the team about a make up for Believe Expo and, the chaos that Storm Rider caused. At this point Stillwell was seeing them as two different beings, Hughie the relatively kind and calm, while Storm Rider, was a lot like the first part of his name, a raging storm that couldn't be controlled by anyone, Hughie had self control, Storm Rider didn't have such a thing.
They were in the meeting room, waiting on Ezekiel to come there to talk with them about the up incoming Believe Expo, well more like a retry for it because of the Chaos. Hughie was in the rider form, leaning on the desk resting his skull in his hand, the embers that were his eyes drifted in two directions clearly bored, A-Train was watching it, thinking over what they were told by Homelander earlier that day, before the meeting.
"Heeeeyyyy sooo can you um.....Do you know what a soul taste like?" A-Train asked his voice filled with nervousness.
Hughie looked at A-Train, sitting up slightly, he narrowed his eye sockets at him, furrowing his brow bone, it was odd how expressive he was without skin. Starlight was also looking at A-Train, wondering what he was even thinking asking something like that, Noir had turned to face the man next to him, his silence speaking loudly, Homelander was looking at Hughie to get that answer, while Maeve looked like she wanted to hit him for asking that, she didn't want that answer.
"Reggie, what the fuck?" Hughie hissed. "It's fucking 8 in the morning, I haven't even had coffee yet, what kind of question is that?" Hughie looked at A-Train.
"What happened?" Hughie glanced at Robbie when he appeared, Hughie couldn't help but think how perfect his timing was.
"Look, I just wanted to know if you, ever....Ate a human soul, or if you can do that." A-Train stated, as he leaned back sliding down in his chair slightly.
"No I never ate a human soul, Reginald." Hughie hissed at him again, his hands on the table were starting to heat up the metal.
"Tell him depending on the soul, they can taste very spicy." Robbie purred, Hughie whipped his head to look at Robbie.
"Have you eaten souls?!" Hughie sounded exasperated and worried. They guessed he was talking to his boss, by the fact he was talking to the air, though now they were a little worried by what his boss really was, if they were able to eat souls.
"What can I say Hughie, hell is too good for some souls, so a permanent action is to be taken, I can teach you a few recipes that replicate the taste, though they will be very spicy, because I only eat the most vile of sinners souls." Robbie stated, Hughie could hear Robbie purring like a proud kitten.
"....Kind of? Because now I want to know, what you came up with to replicate the taste." Hughie said, his voice still carried worry but he was clearly curious.
"I will later on, so you can write it down, I doubt you have what your going to need." Robbie said before disappearing.
"He said depending they taste spicy, and he's gonna show or tell me rather, what he came up with to replicate the taste, I guess its so he isn't always eating a soul when he wants to taste a soul? I don't know" Hughie stated as he looked at A-Train, who was a little horrified, but also curious.
"That....That's a little worrying that your boss eats souls." Starlight said, as she looked at Hughie.
"Oh no shit, but he said that hell is too good for some souls, and I take it that's the ones he's eating." Hughie said, he saw Robbie reappear this time behind Homelander.
"Hey if you want to try eating a soul, it doesn't count at cannibalism, at least I don't think so, and if I find out you ate an innocent soul, I will find a way here, you know physically and, end you myself, I will not have my rider harming innocent people, eating a soul will kill a person, as a soul is a delicate thing, so if you hold one, don't treat it like a stress ball or like it wont get damaged, if you get a hold of an innocent person's soul, with their permission, I don't give a fuck if you take it from a guilty person, but main thing, don't mess around with a soul, don't bite it, don't throw it, don't squeeze it, nothing that will cause damage, unless they are guilty of something worthy of it!." Robbie hissed, before he disappeared again.
Hughie was about to say something before Ezekiel entered the room with Stillwell leading, Hughie looked right at Ezekiel, he looked into his eyes, making Ezekiel feel nervous as he knew what Hughie could do, or at least he had an idea of some of what he could do.
"A-Train posed an interesting question...Would you temporarily volunteer your soul." Hughie asked, trying to sound less menacing then normal, but he was also trying not to chuckle like a mad man, Ezekiel looked over at A-Train eyes wide.
"What in god's good name?" Ezekiel asked.
"He wanted to know if I knew what a soul tasted like, and I don't, sooo will you volunteer your soul, to be licked, because I'm not going to eat, or it will kill you." Hughie, let a few chuckles slip out.
"What is happening right now?" Ezekiel asked, voice dripped with worry. "Its too early for this....You know what, no, I-I I wouldn't even know when a good time would be for this." He sighed a bit, hiding his face in his hands a bit.
Hughie was still chuckling a little, as he couldn't believe he was going to do it, and felt as though his sanity was slipping away from him. A-Train felt a little cornered and, was for one of the very few times in his life, regretting what he's said and done, not really caring to much about his actions in his life. Homelander was interested in watching this, the thought his him, wondering about the taste of his soul, and if Hughie would like it, a thought that he didn't think he would have, but if Hughie had the power to take someone's soul out of their body and, destroy it was an odd turn on for him, it was so strange, he's never had this kind of reaction before.
"Fiiine, but only because I want to know what a soul looks like." Ezekiel said, he groaned as he spoke, he moved his hands away from his face.
"Fuck really?" Hughie chuckled as he got up, he sounded like a demonic gremlin when he chuckled.
"I'm already regretting agreeing to this." Ezekiel sounded, exhausted.
Hughie went over, and phased his hand into Ezekiel's chest, Stillwell tried not to shutter thinking about how it felt to have his hand around her heart, Hughie pulled something out of Ezekiel's chest, it looked like a heart fully drained of blood, there was a fain glow with in it and, it was an off white color, leaning more to a light gray. Hughie looked at it for a moment before sniffing it a little, despite who Ezekiel was, his soul smelt like incense, older fruit like if it wasn't going to be eaten it should be baked with or thrown out, it also had a few woody notes, that Hughie wasn't skilled enough decipher.
"D-did you just smell my soul?" Ezekiel nearly whined, like a kicked dog as he watched what Hughie did.
"I mean I am going to lick it, but I wanted to smell it first....It doesn't smell that bad, it smells kind of nice." Hughie stated.
"How are you going to lick it? Are you like, going to change forms or?" Maeve asked, she took her phone out and, started to record.
"Don't record this." Ezekiel glared at her a bit.
"Nah, I'm going to record this." Maeve stated.
Hughie thought a moment, he moved the collar of his jacket, he opened his maw, and Homelander tried not to react when he saw the tongue, it was long and glowing seemingly made of living fire, Ezekiel shuttered when he felt something touch him, though it was just Hughie rubbing his tongue over Ezekiel's soul.
"Does that mean you have a dick like that?" Maeve asked, Hughie stopped mid lick, his ember's drifted over to her.
"Maybe?" Hughie's voice was muffled a little, as he still had his tongue out.
"Do you want to go and check?" Maeve asked, with a little chuckle.
Hughie thought for a moment, be put Ezekiel's soul back before leaving the room, he went to the bathroom, hiding out in a stall thinking over what he was about to do, he pulled his shirt up seeing nothing but fire and metal bone, he didn't think he was going to see anything, but he had a tongue so maybe there was something. Hughie pulled his pants down while leaning on the stall wall, he surprised when it came out, it looked like his, but other then being made of fire, it also kind of looked like a thick tentacle of flame, he was also sure he was a little bigger like this.
Hughie wanted to touch it, but decided not to, he just put it away, pulled his pants up, making sure to do up his belt, fixing his shirt and leaving stall but before he left the bathroom he cleaned his gloves and, then leaving the bathroom. He returned to the meeting room and just looked at Maeve.
"I don't know why I have a dick." Hughie said, no laughter, no chuckling, no humor.
Maeve wheezed, and Hughie did his best to not change forms as he also let out a wheeze, nearly taking a knee, Homelander could hear the metal bones rattling as he laughed, it was unnerving as he listened to the metal rattling. The rest of the meeting went better then the start of it, deciding on what would be done with the new advent that was to take place sometime next month, Hughie was alright with not attending this time around.
That night Homelander wanted to get on Hughie's good side but wasn't sure how to go about it, Homelander was walking around the tower like he normally would late at night, he go to Hughie's room, he looked at the art work chosen for the outside of his room, pictures of the of Christ and virgin Mary, Crosses were also placed outside his room, like he was a demon to be kept caged, he bit his lip before using his X-Ray vision to see inside.
Hughie had changed back into his Rider form, he had changed back to normal once he returned to his room after the meeting, but now that it was late, he had no patrol to go on, and with nothing better to do, he decided why not. So here he was, his shirt in his teeth, pants down his hips, and flaming cock in hand, stroking it slowly, as his senses were heightened so it felt oddly amazing to him, even though he didn't have skin.
Homelander saw it, breath hitching slightly seeing the flame that made up Hughie's cock while in that form, Homelander wondered what it would feel like, it would most likely burn him up from the inside out, but he was oddly fine with it, as he watched Hughie work himself. Hugh bucked his hips slightly, he changed back, shirt still between his teeth, pants still down and cock in hand, he came harder then he's ever did before, he was sure of that as he spilled over his hand and onto the floor and, table a bit, he dropped his shirt as he looked at the mess.
"Shit." Hughie mumbled, as he got up to get something to clean it up, not bothering to put it away.
Homelander was a little disappointed seeing Hughie going back to normal form, though Homelander was still impressed by the size, and while it wouldn't burn him and, be a lot better to handle, if Hughie would even stick it in him that was, he watched Hughie cum, seeing the amount and being impressed by it. He watched Hughie clean his mess, before Homelander decided to enter Hughie's room, he didn't, it wasn't locked when if it was, he didn't care, Hughie jolted when Homelander just entered the room, he was swift to hide away his dick, as Homelander closed the door.
"I've already seen it, why hide it?" Homelander teased a bit.
"Y....You were fucking watching me?!" Hughie hissed, eyes igniting and a bit of smoke coming out of his mouth.
"Relax, I wanted to know what it looked like~" Homelander tried to reason.
"That doesn't make it alright!" Hughie nearly yelled, Homelander knew Hughie wasn't to be messed with like this, but wanted to push him a bit.
"I know, buuut think of it this way, you want to keep me well behaved, right?~" Homelander smirked a bit.
"Didn't think you were gay." Hughie stated, eyes still burning and a little smoke still coming out of his mouth.
"I'm not, but...I wouldn't mind trying it out~" Homelander said, calm as can be.
"Leave, I will let you know later after I think this over." Hughie pointed to the door.
"What? Really? You know how many peo-" Homelander got cut off my Hughie.
"I don't care." Hughie walked over, grabbing Homelander by the collar of his uniform, looking him in the eye. "You are the one suggesting that fucking you, is away to keeps you inline, I don't care how many clueless people would be willing to sleep with you, I'm not one of them, I know how rotten your soul is, so I'm not really willing to stick it in you in anyway, at least not without thinking it over, heavily, and I do mean heavily." Hughie stated, as he looked at him.
"So you would?" It was all Homelander could think to say, Hughie turned him around and, started to push him to the door.
"If it keep you in line, yes, but again, I'm thinking it over first, I know you are free tomorrow so I will be in your room tomorrow, if I'm alright with going with this stupid idea, and if not, well I'm staying in this room tomorrow." Hughie stated as he got Homelander out of his room.
"Goodbye John!" Hughie closed the door leaving Homelander in the hall.
Homelander went to his room, he went to his bed removing his suit, he was sure Hughie would be in his room the next day so, he got out some lube, getting in his bed putting some on his hand, and he started to prep himself open, slowly stretching it open, rocking his hips into the mattress as he opened himself up, while biting a pillow. Hughie was cleaning himself up in the shower, wondering what he was going to do tomorrow, it was going to damage his dignity, but it would keep innocent people safer, if he started to sleep with Homelander, though he thought he might be able to train him like a dog, to be better behaved and less violent.
Hughie was going to regret this.