The Black Devil Omegaverse

ssly through the rain. He had a destinat

getting wet. Some might say he was a walking stereotype but he had never met another tom who hated it as

if you could call them that - were of a much more complicated and forbidden nature. He could scratch the surface of his potential

ost of just owning one, if an Elementalist wished to use a no-fur as part of their magick practice, there was a very expensive licensing process. Only the talented and affluent Calicoes would have the re

s jewel green eyes and thick soot-colored coat marked him as a Cursed One. Which, while still being better than be

real clients who paid well for his less-than-legal talents. It also allowed him to have an office that doubled as an apartment and featured a gorgeous antique stained glass lamp that he’d gotten cheap because i

ed much anyway. It was a place to keep a few precious treasures and a couch to crash on. Most of his clients preferred to meet in clandestine alleys and bars so they weren't actually se

, you blow up one small parking lot by accidentally

they’d prefer it not to get out that they did

legal speakeasy in the heart of the City. In exchange for keeping him in rich clients, Shadwell kept the speakeasy cloaked in a shadow spell so it s

didn’t just work the underground, he basically ran it as far as the uptown toms were concerned. He investigated the stomach-turning bad things that toms did to each other. For a price.

was very little that Hades wouldn’

sence. That also meant that the tom would be here with a drink as soon as he could get away from tending bar. Hades leaned back, making himself comfortable as he

s really we

nd didn't have money. Also his suit was tailored to flatter his giant frame. Hades didn't recognize him as any of the uptown toms he’d worked with before, so c

ts that barely hid anything and a collar with a small tie hanging from it that matched the one the big tom wore. What little fur he had on his head was a mi

m caught Hades trying not to look. "It doe

tty but too thin creature knelt down and put his han

fat feline finally introduced himself. "I am Gran Martelli of the Martelli Syndicate. Relax, I am not that Martelli. I'm his cousin. There are

it with a Teffald or you got it on with a

he sweat off his glass nervously.

if I don't know the job." Hades sipped his d

at tom cut right to it. "But t

as, it would be unpleasant. He sipped his drink and resisted the urge to as

d. "I know my reputation proceeds me. You can’t

s no-fur to