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A Demon's Regret

#23

Quickly I ran through recent events in my head, trying to come up with some sort of plan. (Y/N) had quickly come to dominate my world, my existence. My every thought was of her! It was paramount that I seduce her or I would surely die, that much was obvious.

(Y/N) had said she had taken vacation her work to spend time with me, which was good! And yet, she had come home so early, she had found me crying effeminate tears, which was mortifying. Not to mention that my jism was still all over her torn bedspread!

I still had yet to bring up that I hadn’t had time to clean up after myself, and to suitably apologize. I was still trying to calculate the best approach when (Y/N) came over with a shopping bag in her hands. She looked at me expectantly, and I sensed a combination of nervousness and hopefulness. “Sit, Andy-man!” Ah, (Y/N) was such a puzzle, how she managed an attitude, when she she was so full of doubt on the inside!

I sat on the couch, but dragged her down next to me. “My precious and talented little nymph! You have such a mellifluous voice; do you realize that? How I love hearing you say my name, and with such authority. Perhaps you’d like to try it out in another context?”

I heard (Y/N)’s heart rate increase and sensed her nipples hardening. She avoided my gaze, as always, and I found myself shamelessly ogling her, remembering her swallowing me over and over just the previous night, how capable she had been. I accidentally managed to get so worked up over the memory, I must have been unconsciously flexing my claws. I managed to tear a small hole in the thigh of my pants and poke myself in the leg with the claw of my left pointer finger, like an absolute idiot.

Trying to cover up my sudden jolt, I laughed. “Ha! What’s in the bag?”

(Y/N) got a mischievous look. “I got you a few things. Here you go.” Then she just handed me the bag, and, oh- what delights within! Candy, just like she had said! Monsters, my favorite kinds! Cigarettes, a whole carton, enough to make a human sick! Both nutella and peanut butter!

“Go deeper!” (Y/N) gestured encouragingly.

I smirked at her, raising an eyebrow. “I will let you off, just this once, saying something like that, with only a kiss. What were you thinking, you silly minx?” I leaned over to give (Y/N) a quick peck and was thrilled when she held me still for something more intimate.

Deeper I went, indeed. She let me part her smooth, perpetually pouty lips with my tongue and I exulted as I felt her own gifted tongue slip into my mouth. I hadn’t intended to do more than graze, just have a nibble, a bit of pleasant snacking by way of setting (Y/N)’s little daydreaming heart a-flutter. But something about kissing (Y/N) was very atypical, it was almost impossible to focus exclusively on how she was reacting, as I should, just as everything about her was unlike everything else I’d ever dealt with before. I couldn’t focus on her emotions alone, she was too tasty, and the way she felt against me simply had to be considered!

Feeling nervous, as nervous as I had been when I was only a few decades old, I slid my hand up her thigh, approaching (Y/N)’s molten hot core. The pheromones she gave off from it were so intoxicating, so inviting, they were like an unspoken promise. Still she kissed me, her hands in my hair, her thoughts seeming nothing but aroused.

When I moved my hand up even further, I thought victory might, at last, be mine! If (Y/N) would let me pleasure her, as she had me, in some way, my life still had some meaning! There was still some hope!

And then I felt her put a hand over mine and pull away from me. No! I sensed fear and self-hatred over-whelming (Y/N) in waves. No! “Andy, you should finish your bag.”

I blinked a few times. Remembering that I had said, after all, ‘just a kiss,’ I decided not to harp on (Y/N). Nevertheless, the disappointment stung as I nodded. It also left me with a sinking feeling. While that hadn't been outright rejection, it didn't bode well for my prospects. If summoning the Lord of the Underworld had made no difference, there was nothing left for me to try.

For (Y/N)'s sake, I forced my dark thoughts away. I looked at the bottom of the bag and felt that unique, keen sense of joy that comes with being absolutely spoiled. I loved it! A Kaweco fountain pen box, just as she’d said! Excited, I investigated further.

“Ah!” I hummed happily, and my tail curled and uncurled involuntarily in tight little scrunches. I was amused to find that fascinated (Y/N), and she started to pet it. Cute, but I returned my attention to my new pen! It was a Kaweco Sport Demonstrator! I didn’t even have one of these! (Y/N) had even gotten a converter for me, so I could use bottled ink! I noticed it was even fine-nibbed!

I set it carefully on the table and pulled (Y/N) into my lap (of course, using the tail, she seemed to really like the tail). She protested meekly but I hushed her. “Stop, you have outdone yourself! You spoil me with gifts, yet withhold that which I want most. Is it because I failed to write it down explicitly?” I raised an eyebrow at her.


(Y/N) just looked away, and I sensed her doubts eating away at her as they always did. I tried for a new angle. “My pet, my obsession with you is so great, that all day long, I could not stop thinking about you. Specifically, I was mostly thinking about you saying my name as I took you and made you mine, at last. That would be why, as we speak, there’s still a large amount of my seed all over your bed. Also, I ripped a hole in one of your sheets. I apologize, but you did return home earlier than expected.”

(Y/N)’s mouth opened a little, disbelieving. I made an innocent face. “You fucked my bed?”

I shook my head, mildly insulted. “Of course not! It was merely in the way. I wanted to smell your pillow, it reminded me of you. I missed you; I was frustrated and angry. No, it was my cursed hand that brought about that mortifying ejaculation.”

Now it was my turn to look away. (Y/N) was incapable of understanding the humiliation of having been moved to the point of masturbation as one of my kind. It was beyond foolish, sacrilegious, and dishonorable, I couldn’t even think of a suitable human word for it.

I felt (Y/N) holding my hand as she curled into my lap a bit, resting into my arm. “Don’t worry about it. I'll do laundry in a bit."

Neither of us moved, for some reason. I found I liked the ways she felt against me, it was comfortable. I knew she was comfortable and happy by the way she tasted.

(Y/N) glanced up at me, a lock of her hair falling away from her face. "I just wanted to make sure you knew that the two inks you mentioned, I already have bottles of them. I was hoping you would be alright with using mine? I can order you your own bottles if you think you’ll still be here in two weeks?”

I wanted, more than anything, to tell (Y/N) that I would definitely be here in two weeks, to order me my own inkbottles at once. But a part of me knew that, if she did not accept my amorous advances very, very soon, I would perish. No desire demon could withstand a longing of this magnitude; I had seen it happen before. Better to save her the cost.

I held her hand a little tighter and then kissed her palm. “Whether I am here or not depends entirely on you, my sweet oleander.” We just sat, enjoying each other’s company, embracing. (Y/N) had made me such a changed man, and so quickly. I wondered how, and why?

Notes

dedicated to RageforAndy! let me know in the future if you prefer your updates via tumblr or here. ;~}

Comments

@Merelan

I try! ;3


@KayHopeNoona1996

Working on it! <3

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
4/29/19

I hope you're feeling better!

Naughty Naughty Naughty! :)

Merelan Merelan
4/29/19

Oh, coolness... can't wait to read that chapter! :)

Merelan Merelan
12/18/18

@Merelan

I know, right? Haha! I think it might be even fluffier than my Santa oneshot. But never fear- I never provide fluff unbalanced by filth. Heh.

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah
12/18/18