Authors Note:

WARNING! This contains EXTREME sexual content in future chapters!….okay not that extreme but still! This is for those who are looking for good monster/demon smutty and fluffy business. Characters are mine, enjoy! Any mental scarring is NOT my fault, read at your own risk. Recommended for age 15 and over!

1: We Met In The Night

Marigold sighed as she held her coat tighter to her curvy body, the cool breeze rushing against her sides as the full moon glistened brightly in the clear starry sky. The graveyard was a quiet and peaceful place. The freshly fallen snow sparkled on the statues and gravestones, covering the names of the deceased. Now, why would a young girl be in a graveyard at nearly midnight I hear you ask? Well, visiting hours are a lot cheaper when nobody's there, plus; the night seems to aid her mourning even though it has been years since their demise…..

It was always cold in October, especially in England. Sitting on a nearby grave, she rubbed her hands together, breathing on them for warmth behind her white spotted black scarf. After minutes of gazing at the beautiful scenery, she stood, turning to wander back to the entrance and maybe get something warm to drink….

"SNAP!"

Marigold jumped at the sound, whipping round and sweeping the area with her eyes. Nothing. Just silence and the wind. She frowned slightly, freezing as she caught a faint shadow behind a particularly large gravestone with black stone wings sweeping out from it, Marigold's frown deepened as she stared at the winged gravestone.

'Those wings weren't there a minute ago…what is that behind there?'

She cautiously stepped forward, edging closer and closer towards the stone, turning the corner she almost shrieked in shock and in horror of what laid infront of her.

A large thick form dressed in ragged black clothes powdered by snow, black clawed nails scraped the grave as long fingers gripped the stone. Two large, black gnarled horns poked out from each side of a long black haired head. A face torn to shreds at the right side accented the pale features as the massive black bat wings jutted out behind the figure.

It growled deeply from the shadows as Marigold continued to stare, with a faint 'oh!' whispering from her lips she sped away, aware of the heavy footfalls behind her. As she passed into the streets she thought she heard a faint voice call after her…..She kept running…..just running until she found herself down a barren alleyway. Cuddling herself closer, she stepped down the dank alley, not noticing the small group of thugs behind crates, dealing drugs. One of which turned; spotting her as he and his friends advanced on her from behind.

Marigold screamed as a cold, gritty hand clamped down on her mouth and waist, spinning her against a wall. Casting a fearful look, she slid down the wall, clutching her head as the three men grew closer and closer, sneers on their faces and obvious intentions in their eyes. It was over….she was dead….

Or maybe not. The next thing she knew was the pained blood-curdling screams and the splatter of blood on the floor and on the wall beside her. Gazing at the scene in utter shock, she found that same creature standing there was just a few feet away. The bloody remains dripping on his fingers and a fanged mouth dropped a hand from its grip. Shakily getting to her feet, Marigold froze as she saw the creature seemed to have its attention on her.

Two bright red eyes locked with hers, the thin pupils blinking at her. Marigold staggered back in fear, spinning round and sprinting for the main street before slipping on black ice; head colliding with the hard ground as she lay there unmoving.

The monster stalked forward, gazing at the beautiful creature before him. He had been hunting, eating the souls of men and women alike, some of which was deemed stunning and beautiful but he saw nothing in all of them, and to him humans were all the same. Greedy, smug, annoying.

But as he flew through the night he caught the scent of something wonderful, he never smelt anything to good before. That was when he discovered the source: This young girl.

Black skinny jeans ending in white heeled ankle boots, long black hooded coat with light cream peach hands poking out, a big spotted scarf covered half her face, her small pointed nose peeking out. Wide cerulean eyes with thick black lashes complete with long curly blonde hair streaked with brown. Her skin glowed in the moonlight as the blood poured like wine from her head.

The blood….

He warily crept forward, lifting a finger to feel her head, her skin was soft and warm….so refreshingly warm….She would die if she was to be left here…..hmmmm…..what to do….

Her purse, a large bulge in her pocket poked out. The monster took in delicately between two claws, inspecting it critically. Eventually, a basic address was found within her ID licences.

Hm. Seemed learning to read the human languages wasn't pointless after all….

Placing the purse back, he carefully lifted the small form bridal style in his arms. She looked dwarfed compared to his massive size, as gentle and feminine as she curled closer to his chest unconsciously.

Spreading his wings he took off into the night, searching for this magnificent creature's living space. What was he doing? What was he Doing? This isn't right….Demons of his age were meant to feast on souls her age and not show mercy. Just like he was doing….

But, she's different….so full of…..light, a light he never knew as he is born of darkness…..what was that saying? Opposites attract? Gah….stupid human stuff…

Marigold awoke with a small groan, reaching up to finger the small cut on her forehead, snuggling back into the sheets, she relished the warmth. A lot different than that freezing graveyard where she met that….

Huge cerulean eyes snapped open as she shot up in the bed. Her bed. In her bedroom. Was it a dream? It couldn't be it was still dark, she checked the clock: 5:37PM.

What the….

Looking around she was beginning to think it was a dream….until she saw the same creature playing with her….

Oh.

Marigold blushed and looked at herself. Her clothes were still on save for the boots, coat and scarf. Looking back she saw the creature still playing with her….things. Come to think of it….her memory was starting to clear…hmmm….let's see….

Graveyard….Creature….running….Thugs….protected….saved….

Huh.

Marigold gazed upon the creature once more, finding herself fascinated by its – or should I say his- features Marigold knew that there was something there worth looking into…something….but right now she just has to stop him from playing with-

"Hey! Get that bra out of your mouth right now! I need that!"

The…well…guy, looked up curiously, dropping the straps out of his mouth instantly. Marigold gulped at the large fangs that poked out of his thin lips. Dressed in a torn black hoodie, black baggy jeans, a weird looking leather pouch attached to chains over his bare torso and hips along with a small dagger on his metallic belt. Black converse sneakers were torn and holed. A pair of black, fingerless gloves completed the picture

Creeping forward, the bed creaked as his weight was taken as well. Marigold backed up and gasped as she fell back against the pillows, her eyes captivated his as she lay before him, hair spread out all around her in golden waves as she bit her cherry red bottom lips, tantalizing his senses with her sweet honey scent. Leaning down he was about to close his eyes when he felt a small, soft hand against his mouth. Withdrawing, his wings tucked in tighter as he recalled her fear.

This is not going too well.

"W-what are you doing?!"

The creature blinked, she sighed as she sat up in bed, curls spilling over her shoulders.

"Okay. I guess I should thank you for saving me, it was very noble of you…"

The monster's gaze drifted down, seemingly ashamed. Marigold wanted to do nothing more but hug him, sad because he himself is sad. But considering what happened a few seconds ago….

"Hmmm….Since I doubt you will be leaving anytime soon, how about we get to know each other first…and no contact! What are you my stalker?"

No answer. She smiled nervously before taking a leap of faith. Ha. More like a leap of desperation!

"Fine. I'll ask, who are you and what are you?"

The guy's voice was deep and slightly rough, striking a chord down her spine in a pleasant manner.

"My name…is Aideen…I am from….the Demon…Clan….Level seven."

Holy bull cookies! A demon! From the seventh layer of hell! Marigold felt almost giddy though she realised this was probably true….well….let's keep the conversation going….

"How old are you and why are you here…on Earth?"

The Demon tilted his head, corners of his mouth twitching as he answered her question.

"By human standards, Nineteen….I came to hunt. It is my duty, to hunt down those of Injustice and drag them back with me to Hells fire…."

Oooookay, a little dramatic dontcha think? Anyways…

"You next"

He said. Marigold blinked before smiling, understanding his small talk easily.

"Well, I'm Marigold, Im Seventeen, college student on study leave aaand I live alone….Hi…"

The demon cocked his head to the side, fascinated with seemingly everything about her. Marigold got up from the bed and sat beside him on the floor, dwarfed by his massive size. He was around 6ft 8…..she was only five foot! Oh joy….Though for some reason she had the urge to finger his horns, the ridges and colours looks amazing!

He then grabbed her hand, thumb stroking her fingers as he gazed into her eyes.

"I would like to ask you…..If….you would honour me in…..being with me."

Marigold blinked a few times, perplexed by the bizarre question.

"I feel so…..free around you….so at ease and peacefulness. I have always been full of darkness….to have this light fill me is…new…..I want to try it…with you…."

Marigold couldn't believe her ears. Was he asking her out? Is this normal for demons to ask humans out? Should she even think about going out? She opened her mouth to say no but as she looked into those pleading red eyes and the cute, biting lip expression on his face. Her heart melted. She smiled and gripped his hand, leaning up to kiss his chin.

"Hmmmm…..Give it a whirl I suppose…."

Aideen stared at her smile, coking his head to the other side as he studied the way her lips move.

Marigold titled her head as her new demonfriends's mouth ticked up, curling and twisting he grunted in frustration. She laughed when she realised what he was doing.

"Are you trying to…..smile?"

He nodded, sighing and slumping his shoulders. Pushing herself up against his legs, she reached towards his dangerous mouth, fingering his muscles and manipulating them until he looked like he was smiling. A handsome one at that.

"There….Gorgeous!"

He rolled his eyes; Marigold giggled but was cut short as his mouth suddenly pressed against hers. Her lips parted as his head tilted, turning into a full on French kiss as his long tongue slipped in her mouth, exploring her cavern and stroking her pearly white teeth, moaning, she felt his fangs graze her lips. She felt his large, powerful hands grip her and lift her onto his lap, sliding up her thighs and locking his fingers around her waist. She clutched his hair, gripping his right horn to which he growled deeply, eyes darkening as his mouth drifted lower….

"S…stop!"

Instantly he gazed back at her with worried eyes, searching her body for any signs of damage. Marigold shook her head and kissed his forehead.

"Im….not ready yet, it's too soon….wait for me?"

"Yes….Marigold…"

Marigold laughed, stifled by a long yawn as she curled against his muscled pale arm.

The demon carried her to her bed, curling his body and arms around her as she drifted away into much needed sleep. The monster sighed…..already regretting his next move….

Marigold awoke, brow furrowing as she realised that was not there. The sun shone through her curtains as the wind whistled softly in the warm morning light. Beside her was a note. Picking it up she read the italic scrawl that made her smile.

'Dearest Marigold,

I cannot stay with you during the day. Only at night can I be with you, I will come for you at exactly midnight tonight. May you understand and always be full of light

-Aideen'

Marigold smiled as she clutched the note to her chest. Wondering if it was the right thing to be pursuing, Ah, if she went to hell at least he would be there waiting for her….

TBC…..

Ah! Yes. Not the sexy bit yet but still! That kiss was HOT! The next chapter (or chapters?) WILL have nothing but the SMEXY business! I just had to have a meeting thing and characters background posted first Lawl. Til next time! Hm….. I wonder if Aideen will final claim his 'Prize' Haha!