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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Rick_and_Morty
  Relationship:
      Rick_Sanchez/Morty_Smith, Demon_Rick/Orphan_Morty
  Character:
      Rick_Sanchez_(Rick_and_Morty), Morty_Smith, Demon_Rick_-_Character,
      Orphan_Morty_-_Character
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, Underage_Sex, Sex_Talk, It's_not_holy, C137cest, Rickorty,
      rickmorty, Top_Rick, Incest, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Original_work_not
      by_me
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-11-01 Words: 1719
****** Contract ******
by Prince_Chriss
Summary
     A dimension where Morty is an orphan adopted by the church and met
     Rick (who is an unholy demon) by pure accident.
Notes
     (Original work by @mo-imp on Tumblr)
See the end of the work for more notes
  This work was inspired by
      瑞莫H-交易 by @mo-imp on Tumblr
*Grab your cross, hold your bible, say your prayers and drink your holy water,
it's sinning time.*
Okay look, if you're easily offended by some Christian religion stuff, I
recommend you click out. I'm not sure if y'all will be offended but I'll just
put this here for purposes. If you're okay with it, hop on the sin train and
enjoy!
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Morty is a mere child who is one of the many orphans that are adopted by the
church. Although the church are supposed to be filled with kindness and such,
he was treated differently by the nuns because of his clumsy behavior, he was
always the one to be scolded by them, not mentioning other kids took him as a
joke, bullying him for fun. Nobody wanted to play with the boy who was tagged
as a ‘Fool’. Because of this, Morty always stood under the big tree beside the
church, alone, watching others played happily with each other from afar. The
young child felt complicated… Loneliness, helplessness, anger, envious, all of
them mixing up together. He couldn’t understand the reason why nobody wanted
him, including his parents whom he never met.
The lonesome Morty had no other choice but to hide himself in the basement’s
library under the church, a place where almost no one visits. The youngster
doesn’t need to endure the mocks from other people down there, there’s only
treasured books from the past since the church was built surrounding him and
nothing more.
‘I don’t even like reading.’ Morty thought while standing up on his toes,
trying to reach any book he could on the tall shelf. However, a thick book fell
on his skull when he moved a pile of them, causing him to fall backwards.
“Ouch…!” Morty rubbed his seemingly swollen forehead and bite back his tears,
picking up the book that hit his head. The book looked undoubtedly aged, maybe
about decades old, it emits a special leathery smell which it should have and
the dark cover of the book was engraved with symbols he didn’t understand.
“Wh-What… is this?” The young lad caress the symbols gently, trailing the bumps
of it warily. His fingers danced on the piece of leather that acts as a seal to
keep the book shut, occasionally picking on it.
Without any warning, the sound of the fragile leather seal snapping apart is
heard. Morty threw the book on the floor out of shock when it flip open
automatically and shut it close within seconds. The symbols on the cover began
to glow and ignite, finally consuming the whole book with a sudden fire that
rose up higher than Morty himself. An elderly stepped out gracefully from the
flame as it slowly die down after his whole figure walked out.
The youngster leaned his back on the bookshelf while staring at the old man
wide-eyed. He wore a simple black robe, his messy hair sticking out in various
direction. He stretched his neck and groaned as if he had not moved for
centuries, thus shifting his glance to Morty.
“Are you the one who freed me?” The old man spoke with his low and raspy voice
and looked at his target with heavy-lidded eyes, his black pupil pierced
through Morty’s, as if he’s staring directly into his soul.
“Who-Who are you…?” Morty stuttered and gulped down the saliva produced out
from his anxiety and fear. His tiny hands clutched the hem of his shirt tightly
while his shoe heel was rubbing against the side of the bookshelf.
“Rick, that’s my name.” The man smirked and continue his sentence with a
mocking tone. “But others prefer to call me ‘demon’ or ‘devil’ or whatever the
puck that relates with those things, with an addition of annoying screams.”
“W-Well, are you?” The youngster tilted his head, face hanging a terrified
expression.
“What d’you think?” Rick raised one side of his unibrow and walk towards him,
shortening the distance between them. He then placed both his palms on the
bookshelf, trapping the boy in his long arms.
“I-I don’t… I d-don’t know…” Morty sputtered, his face flushed with heat,
uneasy with the old man’s closeness.
“Well, I doknow… Something else.” Rick said with a smug face, his eyes twinkles
with relish and interest. “If you’re willing to pay a price, I can grant you a
wish.”
“A wish…? A-Anything?” The youth widen his eyes, “What’s the price? D-Do you
want m-m-my soul?” He bit his lower lip lightly, mind filled with the scenes of
the stories he had read.
“Ah no no no… Nothing much, what d’you think?” Rick snapped his fingers and a
piece of parchment carved with similar symbols on the cover of the book
appeared out of thin air. “Sign here.” Thus passing him a black quill pen.
“I wish… For someone to stay by my side.” Morty stared at the paper, mumbling
silently to himself. His tone was filled with loneliness, but a strand of hope
could be heard when he lifted his hand up and sign his name on the blank space.
“Morty, huh? Nice name.” Rick licked his lips as he watched the boy sign their
contract. He then carry the child in his arms and threw him onto a bed, which
he had no idea when it existed.
“Huh…? Wh-Wh-” Morty fixed his eyes on the demon with a confused gaze,
obviously ignorant about his situation right now.
“I’ll grant your wish, but I’m gonna claim my price first, and it’s…” Rick
paused dramatically and stare at the dumb boy, continuing with a smirk. “Your
virginity.”
“WHAT?!!!?!” His eyes popped out as he yelled with his shrill voice. Before he
could scramble away, Rick pinned him against the mattress while he tried to
push him away by pushing his chest.
Of course, that wimpy strength couldn’t even move him for an inch. Rick ignored
his struggle and cut his calls for help off with his lips. He ran his spidery
fingers along his thin figure, even beginning to take off his white shirt. He
who is bare from waist up continue to lost his short pants after, finally
turned naked when his undergarments were stripped off completely, but he still
get to keep his shoes and socks on. His slender legs were then parted
forcefully, putting up a shameful position for the elderly.
“N-No… Don’t…!” Morty pleaded with watering eyes, his quivering lips red from
Rick’s kiss and licks. Hell knows this sight of him turned Rick on way more.
His finger began to snake down to his balls and began to massage the spot
underneath it whilst planting kisses on his injured forehead simultaneously.
“It’s-It’s so weird… Aah…” The inexperienced boy moaned softly at the strange
sensation as his cock began to erect. His lips parted slightly with every gasp
that escaped from his mouth, tongue sticking out at the pleasure the man was
giving. Rick’s finger went lower and find his entrance, slowly sticking it in,
ignoring his scream of pain. He pressed his fingertips against Morty’s soft
walls, exploring every inch of him inside, enjoying the warmth enveloping his
digits.
“Ah… AaahAh… N-No…” The unfamiliar feeling of having something up in his ass
caused him to squirm uncomfortably, his hole clenching up tightly around the
old man’s finger.
“Fucking virgin.” Rick muttered under his breath and took out a bottle filled
with pinkish liquid, thus drizzling it over the young boy’s tight pucker.
“A-Ah-Aaah…!” Morty began to feel heat rising up in his body, his entrance
itching for attention. Throwing another smirk to him, the elder added another
finger this time, pumping them in and out, eventually digging his walls by
curling up his bony fingers, driving the virgin crazy.
“It-It hurts…! S-so it-itchy… Aah… Ahh!” Morty gasped with his round cheeks
tainted with tears, his pinkish body arching up. His rosy buds perked up
painfully, like a cherry waiting to be plucked.
Rick draws his fingers out of him and pries open his pants impatiently. He
edges his hips forward, grinding his hardening cock against the orphan’s
drenched entrance. He groaned roughly and questioned, “D’you want it? Hm? D’you
want my cock?”
Morty unconsciously moved his hips and answered, “A-Ahh… Y-y-yes…” Innocent
tears began to pour out from his eyes again as he begged. “P-put it in, p-
please… Aaah…!!”
Without any hesitation, Rick pushed his whole length into him and growled at
the tightness clutching around him. Morty shut his eyes tightly and yelped,
gasping “It’s so big”, “So full”, “It’s so hot” continuously between moans.
Sounds of wet slapping noises echoed throughout the dim-lighted basement as
Rick was eating him up, sucking the flesh on his neck and chest, even gnawing
his erected cute little buds. Waves of pleasure continued to invade Morty’s
mind but he could only moan while his shivering body is toyed unmercifully. His
cock was covered with semen as his face were tainted with tears, nose red from
all the crying. He looked pitiful, but erotic at the same time.
“Does it feel good? Huh? You fucking dirty slut.” Rick rumbled deeply beside
the child’s ear, his cock aiming at his sensitive spot over and over again.
Morty’s young body was covered with bite marks, his nipples were red and
swollen from the bites, white legs parted shamelessly, body naked except for
the shoes and socks he was wearing. He was losing his mind, his saliva drooling
out from his mouth was dribbling down his chin. The pleasure the demon was
serving is definitely too much for a first timer to handle.
“Hng… Ah… Aaah… Hnggg…” Morty’s voice was hoarse from all the moaning, he could
only answer him with gibberish whimpers. The climax kept coming non-stop, it’s
as if he’s now swimming in a sea with waves of them hitting him.
“Hngh… T-Take this…!” Rick gasped lowly as he prepared for the last climax and
finally releasing his hot sticky liquid inside the young lad after a few
thrusts, thus hitting orgasm along with the kid.
Rick stared at the fainted boy, adorably lying there with noting on except his
shoes and socks, cum dribbling out from his lust hole that went red. The old
man licked his chapped lips once again.
“From now on, I will stay by your side.”
End Notes
     See y'all in hell and hope y'all enjoy it.
     If y'all have any praises, save it for the original author. I'm only
     the translator who translate this beautiful work. Any criticize for
     ME is allowed.
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