Tom woke up with heavy feet, being weighed down by some invisible force that made him move like a snail in slow motion. The underworld was burning bright, the fresh screams of the damned doing little to queel the nerve of the demon prince. It was early morning, by his kingdoms clock, which of course meant that it was the dead of night up top. While everyone was sound asleep Tom was brushing his fangs and teeth with the conviction of a man on death row, which he might as well have been on. Being such an early bird meant that Tom would always do his duties around the kingdom first and then spend the rest of the day slacking off. Only there wasn't any work to be done. This was one of his few days off as prince. Then why did he feel so down about today?
Because without work he had little excuses to avoid Star and Marco, that's why. His girlfriend (well, okay: „girlfriend"), and best friend had become like the plauge to him. He hated seeing them, not that he would ever let them know, and talking about them felt like verbal holy water. Feeling the will get sucked out of him, Tom slumped down on his bed. How did it get so bad?
With that one upping half-Mexican human coming back, that's how. He was getting out romanced by a scrawny teenager who didn't have a magic bone in his body. That wasn't his only problem though. Star wouldn't shut up about him not caring enough about the Monster cause, unaware that he knew such things were always hopeless. But he had to care ever since Eclipsa came back to the throne. Star's mom went missing too, which meant she was always a bit on edge except, of course, when she was with Marco.
This all felt like a cruel joke. What really made his blood boil, is that Tom had NOTHING to do with any of this. Never did he actually do anything that brought any of this into place. He was just watching a play and he hated the plot and actors. He would leave, but that would be a prime way to never get a chance with Star again. Did he even want it anymore? He honestly didn't know.
So he was at an imapasse. A twelve-way one in fact. He simply didn't know what to do and, more importantly, he didn't want to do anything. All he wanted was to get back with his sweetheart, not get tangled up in a love triangle and political affair. Why did it have to be so difficult, the game of love?
Glancing at his clock and seeing it was 3 A.M on the surface, he figured he had five/six hours to kill before seeing Star. Seeing that he didn't want to spend it locked up in his room, he decided to go out to his favourite „secret" place. So he put on his lazy three piece suit and went off.
A ways away from Tom's castle, was a place that gave the defination of isolation. A small town with only one street and only one lonely resident per building. It was as empty as the souls that lived there. With a constent mist, it gave the feeling of an unknown threat always lurking behind the corner. The threat came, in the form of Tom stepping out of his carriage. Though it was morning, it was still drab to the point of numbness. Most of the passers by seemed to take on the depressing colours of their home, Tom the only one with skin that could be seen from a mile away.
In front of the demon prince was a grey store with its walls peeling off at the seems selling an asortment of bones from the recently deceased, but this did not interest him. It was what was in the back that he was after. A small, six-armed creature with a round head and bulging eyes was behind the counter organizing his shelves. „ I'd like a look at your private collection, please.", Tom said without hesitation. His back turned, the creature spoke:"Look, I ain't takin' any more of you... OH! M-Master Tom! How good to see you!". Tom looked at him frustratingly: „So...". The creature jumped:" Ah! Of course you can have a look at our private collection, we even made some new acquisitions."
The creature took out a ring with a seeming dozen keys on it, picked the smallest one and led Tom down a hallway before the storage area. An inconspicuous door took the creature's key and opened to reveal a small staircase and sounds of music coming from the bottom. „I hope you enjoy yourself, master.", the creature then turned away back to the store. „I always do. I always do.", Tom mumbled as he went down. As he came closer, it all came back to him. The dirty music, the smell of cheap alchohol in the air, the florecent red lights that painted every corner into a small bloodbath. Like a home away from home.
Immediatly as he entered, the atmosphere crept into his skin, as any good strip club should. But this was HIS. Ever since he found about it, he never let the owner open it completley to the public. It was a msall and drab place full small filth and cheap, so if he did, it would lose all its charm. That didn't stop the five or so regulars from coming though, as they were currently drooling at a lumptiuos dancer that basically did acrobatics on the was the thing about the evil that dwelled here, there was nothing seductive about it, these were the bottom of the bottom, ugly and deformed beyond anyone's tastes. The demon girls, however, were wonderful. Their blood red skin, curved bodies and white hair would sway even the strongest man onto his knees. They were perfect spawns of the underworld. Perfect in that they could easily lure any man they wanted, their baroque baeuty being too much for the weak to ignore.
As Tom wasn't weak, the girls didn't interest him. All he wanted was to sit back at the bar and drink in the dingyness of it all. With all his responisbilties and adventures, Tom didn't have somwhere to just be and rest. He quickly sat down:"Hey Jeeves, been a while. I was thinking about some bourbon mixed with red wine, gonna need something strong to wake me up." The bartender gave him his strange concojution which he downed immedietly. „Sigh... You know what? Throw some tequilla in there, I'm gonna be here for a bit.".
As the barman prepared Tom's next five drinks, the regulars were throwing coins at the feet of the dancer whose song was just finishing. She looked gleefully with her red, endless eyes at all her servents while she picked up coins from the floor with all the seduction of a deadly woman. She walked back, leaving the customers to pick up what little money they had for the next girl. „Why is it always the pure that pull us? Why don't we go for the dirt that looks like us? That doesn't mean it's ugly, I mean look!", Tom gestured towars the dancer just as she went backstage,"We could have THAT! But nooooo, standards and whatnot. I feel like outside of this room, I'm out of my league everywhere else. Maybe I should look for something new.", he said solemnly. The barman nooded. „Thanks Jeeves, you always know what to say." The barman nooded again. In fact, that was all he could do as his mouth was sown shut which made him quite the popular talker in the breaks between girls.
„All right, all right. I hope you guys are having a wonderful time", yelled the DJ into the microphone, which wasn't needed as the room was rather small with only one stage. „Now I want you to give it up for the new girl! Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, The Witch Bitch herself, Janna Ordonia!"", as he finished a short figure jumped out from backstage, sliding on her knees to the tune of an agressive rock song.
For a lack of a better word, Tom was in shock when he glanced behind him. As she got up, her full figure was revealed. It was defienantly the Janna he knew, only dressed in a ocean green, two piece outfit that covered only her chest and crotch with red lipstick as the cheery on top. As she put her head up and swung her black hair back it revealed a mischevious smile like no other. Out of everything Tom thought he'd see, he wasn't expecting a human, let alone Janna.
As the music picked up, Janna started to walk her high heels and look down on her happy consumers. She wasn't flashy, but every movement she made oozed dominance and danger. The eager faces of the crowd let her know it was time to pick things up. She started to do swings around the pole, almost in synch with the music. After that she started hanging of it for the fullest extent of showing her body. Her chest was quite nicely shown, even if she wasn't as big as her co-workers, with her top having a heart shaped hole to ease adimration. Drool was quickly dripping onto the carpet.
His interest peaked, Tom left the bar to get a closer look. When he got a place between the freaks around him, Janna had slowed down to a complete halt. The music was now slow and bluesy, Janna barley making a movment with her eyes closed and her back to the pole. Every little twitch she did made her audience jump, even the small drips of sweat coming off her body enough to satisfy them. Tom was mesmerized just as everyone around.
Then, with a big drop, the music became energetic again. Janna was now spinning like a madman, all her acumulated sweat getting showered on the pathethic demons that needed it. As she came to a stop, she finally opened her eyes and the first thing she saw was a mouth agape demon prince in the first row. Confusion came to her first, but that was swept away with an evil grin. As the coins came in, she bent down slowly and put ther soft hand on Tom's chin. They shared a look that seem to last forever. Looking him up and down, Janna gave a quiet chuckle as she started to walk back.
Tom was still in inexplaniable awe as the crowd went to the bar to drink all he ordered. It didn't matter. What he felt now was magical. It probably would have been more magical if it wasn't completely obvious he was pitching a tent just standing there.
„Backstage", in her tight dressing room, Janna was giving herself a couple of complementiary looks in the mirror for a job well done. It almost made worthwhile the room she had to use, full of old clothes and being as dark as her sense of humor. Looking in the mirror, through the dark and worn out room, she saw a gentleman in a three piece suit giving his best attempt to seem cool by leaning on the door frame. Turning around, she found that the prince was actually hot as hell, looking confused where to start their akward converation. So, Janna just patiently stared at him to make him feel even more uncomfotable.
„So... How... Why", Tom's eyes darted around the room. „What's wrong, preety boy? Didn't get you that flusterd now, did I?", Janna said sharply causing Tom to jump out of his daze. „Okay, what are you doing here!? What happened that made you come here?!", Tom nearly screamed. „What? I can't be here by my own choice, I have to be tricked into showing my body, is that what you're saying? Maybe I just like it here Tom and don't need your evil judgment to bring me down." „Well... did you?", Tom asked in even more confusion. „HA! Hell no. I was doing some black magic ritual and old Spider-man up there got summoned in the middle of an important business meeting. It was either this or my soul and what's wrong with dancing?", Janna turned back to the mirror to get her messy hair in order,"Besides, I ain't here full time, just until I pay back that loser. Then I'm back on my withcraft."
„You sure? I mean, you gave quite a show out there. I mean, no offense.", Tom said clumsly. „Don't worry, I know my own talents. You got really into it, Mr.I'm dating a magical princess.". „Reaaaaly stretching the defintion of „dating" there, Janna.". „You and Star going through a rough patch?". „If you can call it that. I just needed to chill a bit, so all I wanted was to sit at the bar." „So you're an alcholic, good to know.", Janna said as she picked up some clothes and went behind the changer. „Pfft! As if! You know what it takes to make me drunk? You humans are just weak." „You wanna test that?", Janna spoke from behind. „ Not really. Don't want to get you into any trouble. We're a bit more hardcore that you expect."
„Well, all I'm hearing is excuses." „Look, Janna I came here out of curiousty, not to be lectued on partying." Janna than poked out from the changer with her signeture beanie and a skin tight t-shirt:"And it's a good thing you came! Because now I got a couple ideas what you could do for me If I don't tell star." Tom chuckled:"What are you gonna tell her? „Hey Star during my part time stripping job I totally saw Tom and he was getting all frisky.".", Tom said trying to imitate Janna's flat delivery. „Or, I get footage from the new security camera by asking the manager. I bet he'll say yes because I've been such a good girl while working here."
Tom wasn't hit with realization, but conformation of suspicuion. Of course she would blackmail him, it's Janna. But a light went up in his head and it showed: „You know what, Janna? I can't let you do that. So I have a proposal. I tell the guy upstairs that your debt is paid and you don't have to worry about getting groped every night for the small task of going with me on a walk." Janna raised her eyebrow:"A walk? That's it? „. „Yup."
Janna thought it all out in her head, wondering just what this freak was planning. „Okay, Romeo, I'll go with you on a stupid walk. Just don't make it boring." „Oh, don't worry about that.", Tom said almost mischeviously.
„Is this what you wanted?", Janna said sarcastically and with a bit of disdain. „Why, what's wrong with it?", Tom said as he looked off a ledge of a great mountain. He was standing at the very brink while Janna hung back a little. The duo had teleported here just a few minutes ago, and it defianently wasn't what Janna was expecting. Below them was the underworld in complete picture, everything from Tom's castle to entire rivers of flowing lava that went on for miles and miles. Janna, now wearing a leather jacket, a skirt and boots, thought that, on the whole, this was pretty lame. „Didn't know you were such a soft romatic, Tom. You gonna take me out for a picnic next?", she said, but he only gave her a big smile. „Didn't know you were so against nature, Janna.". „I'm nutral, it's just I like it more when it's about unfathomable horrors that the human mind can't comprehend." „We got tones of those! Look, by that skull mountain live tri-pedal frogs. And there, by that small river, is a place where a mating ritual happens between angular squids andshapeless leaches. And don't get me started on how many things we got imprisoned here."
„So, wait, you wanna visit all that? How are we gona do that in a day?", asked Janna with geniune interest. „What? You think we're here sight-seeing? No, we're here to catch a ride." „What ride...", Janna was cut of by an insufferable scream coming from above. Looking up, a giant flock of demented harpies were flying above their heads. „That ride.", Tom yelled to overpower the screams and wails of the winged beasts,"I wanna give you an ariel tour of the kingdom.". „Are you crazy? When people say go out for a walk, they don't mean flying on harpies!", Janna screamed in frustration. „Didn't know you were such a coward.", said Tom as sweet revenge.
„You know what? Screw you. I'm not risking my life for a tour. You're on your own.", Janna then started to walk away. „Sigh... If we must.", thought Tom. With concivtion, he forciably stomped the ground once with his foot. The ground shook a bit. Janna stopped in her tracks. Ten feet away from her, a giant crack formed in the narrow ledge and she felt it ever so sligtly splitting apart. Feeling pure horror, she looked back at Tom who simply said:"We should probably get going."
Like death was upon her, she ran towards Tom at full speed. Tom whistled just as she was getting close. With both of them on the edge, the ground completley gave way. In desperation, Janna jumped into Tom's arms. In the same moment, Tom gave a leap of faith into the sharp rocks below. Jannas's following scream was both harrowing and short. She stopped when she thought that she should've been dead by now.
Slowly and with pure fear in her heart she opened her eyes. The cocky smile of Tom hanging onto the feet of a harpie was both the worst and best thing she could've hoped for. „See, nothing to worry about.", Tom said a bit too premeptivly as wind started beating them down from the sky. The harpie lost all control, now in a slow nose dive into the ground. „Janna, hang on!", Tom yelled no longer holding her with one hand. With it now free, he cast a cone of fire in front of them, but only made them go through a warm cloud still falling . „Okay, so I gotta focus. No problem. Probably", his thoughts came and went at the speed of light as they were getting closer. Eyes closed, he started to focus.
He imagined a quiant little town in the countryside, full of happy life and wonder it was. It was home to many and felt like home to many. On its open fields he saw children running full of glee to somewhere unknown. As he kept those images in his head, the picture made him sour and then filled him with desdain. Those beutiful children we're all running to embrace their loving dark skinned father just as his blonde wife came with food for all. To celebrate this quaintness, the husband and wife shared a kiss that could move the mountains of the...
With passion, he threw his flames onto to the ground to burn the town to ash. It hit the ground with such force and caused a masive draft causing the three to be catapulted into the heavens of hell. Like a rocket they flew until they stopped above the crimson clouds. Janna had been holding on for dear life the entire time. Feeling the soft breeze on her cheek, she opened her eyes again. She became an eagle flying high above, watching the earth like an angel. She felt prue joy gazing upon the land.
The evil below were shapes of awe. Mountains and lava lakes were all small strokes on a real life canvas. Far away to not know the ugly details, but close enough to know that they are special. She felt connected with it all, nothing so terriable that it didn't seem beutiful at this distance.
All Tom did was look at her expression as they glided. It was something he hadn't looked at for a long time. The expression of someone who felt excitement from an experiance you gave them.
Janna finally looked up and locked eyes with Tom once more. Forever wasn't the right word anymore. At a loss, Janna just said:"You know, Tom... This is wonderful and all... But can you just walk me home? I think I've had enough of the underworld for today." „Oh... okay.", Tom said feeling surprisngly hurt. They landed on a small hill after an akward ride down.
On the meek Earth, the night was in full bloom, only the dim lights of the stars and moon to light the way down below. In the middle of a quiet suburb, a flaming portal apeared that gave way for Tom's carraige. Out of it steped the duo:"Well Tom, that was wonderful and simultaniously horrifying and life threating.", Janna said when she got off the steps. „You sound like all my dates.", Tom said flatly,"Well, at least you don't work for that slob anymore, so I guess we're even. See ya'around." „WAIT!", the macabre girl said with a plea," I said you should walk me home, didn't I? And I got a long way to go, so why don't you give me some company?". Out of all his confused expressions that night, this one was Tom's best:"What, you need me for protection? Is crime really that bad here?". His obliviosnous did not amuse Janna:"Tom, just walk with me, I'm being nice. Yes. This is what it looks like. Savour it.". Tom had a soft smile as he sent the carriage back home.
Janna lived quite deep in the suburbs away from town, which is why she always used it as an excuse when she was late for school. The area had much more green than downtown with parks every couple of blocks. It was quite breezy outside, more of a fresh spring than a silent autmn. If they both had to guess, they would probalby say it was somehwere around half past 4. In the start, neither said much, probably because all their previous topics centered around striping and dare-devil stunts, which weren't around for their entertainment. Finally, Janna broke the ice:
„So, what you gonna do about Star?". Tom took a deep breath and exhaled heavily:"I really don't know. I guess just wait for the right moment to do something." „You can't just wait for the oppurtunity! You gotta make it yourself! Be a man! Put Star in her place.". „And how do you suggest I do that? The only thing off the top of my head is to challange Marco to a duel to the death, and I'm not really keen on hurting her best friend." „Why? You could totally take him on. He's just a scrawny kid from California.". „Oh, please, you haven't seen with rock hard abs. I bet if he wanted he would've killed Toffee himself.". Janna processed the aformentioned image in her head. After a bit fantasyzing, she said: „Nah, I don't believe it. Marco's the type of guy to read romantic poems at night after a tough day. I doubt that he's some brave hero saving the world."
„Well, you better stop doubting then, cause it's happening.". „Really? Hm, thoguht it was just a fad after he left Heckapoo's dimension." „You know about that?", Tom asked as they both turned from the sidewalk into a park. „Yeah, Marco wrote it all down when he came back in his dairy. Schmuck didn't know I'd been reading it for months." „You really like pushing Marco's buttons don't you?". „Well duhhhh", she mocked," but I do it as a friend. The more one friend spies on the other the better relationship they have.". „Than you guys must've been some friends.". „We still ARE friends.", Janna said harshly making Tom jump a little. „Okay, jeez. You're acting like I called him a thief.". „Oh, please, the only time he ever stole something was when a ladie's wallet that fell into his backpack in sixth grade. He spent the entire day looking for her just so he wouldn't get in trouble."
„How much do you exactly know about this guy?", Tom asked inquistivly. „You wanna know what he did with that pink dress Star gave him?", Janna said with a grin. Throwing away the first reaction of repulsion, Tom said:"You know what? I'm gonna give a hard no on that one. So you even went through his „private" private life. You know if you told anyone else this they would swear you have the biggest crush on...", Tom stopped dead in his tracks as it all clicked. Janna took a few more steps before the shiver that went down her spine also made her stop.
Taking a breath to recompose herself, she turned around:"Why'd you stop?". Tom just stared at her with a sly look. Taking a gulp, Janna said with uncertainty:"What? You're deaf now?". Tom broke the unberable silence:"Janna, If anyone knows what crush obession looks like, it's me.". Tom's stare went from sly to his own unique kind of evil. Janna started to sweat in the non-erotic way. He came closer until he was right in her face. He said with mailce pirceing Janna's long held veil:"So you like Latinos, who knew? Tell me , Janna, when you found out what he did with that dress was it just as a friend or was it for something more?" All three of his eyes were carefully examining her every straind muscle making her feel uneasy:"Well... I...".
Tom tried to keep the facade up, but he was struggling to withold his laughter. Seeing her struggle to make a coherent sentance only brought out the funny side of him. Tom couldn't take it any more and burst into laughter, nearly writhing on the floor. Janna was somewhat relevied but still stood there blushing red as a tomato. „Oh, man you should have seen your face!", Tom finally said after losing his breath a couple of times in hysteria. „Not funny, Tom", Janna said bitter walking down the path.
After coming back to reality, Tom found himself alone. All he could hear were Janna's lonely footsteps overhead. A pang of guilt erupted in his chest. „Hey, Janna, wait! I only said it as a joke! I didn't mean it!", Tom ran to catch up.
Still a few streaks of red on her face, Janna didn't say anything. When Tom finally caught her, he was spoutning whatever apology he could think of:"Look, I'm sorry! I mean, of course, you can't have a crush on Marco, he's been your friend for years! If you did you would have done something by now!". Janna stood like a tired horse with the red from her face gone. Seeing her saddened eyes made Tom realize how bad it was what he said. Janna exhaled and sat crookedly on a bench by the road. Tom jonied closely in consolation.
„You know if you could've told me that a couple of years ago I'm sure I wouldn't be moping right now.", Janna's soft voice spoke. „I'm sorry, Janna", Tom sounding as apologetic as he could. „No, it's fine. You're one of the few people to figure it out. Nobody thinks the girl who constantly pours buckets of water on another guy has a crush on him. You must be smarter than most.", the compliment meant nothing to Tom,"It's just it always seemed too complicated. I mean if you're a tween love just doesn't make sense. Why am I even telling you this?", Janna mumbled under her breath. „Hey it's okay if you wanna talk about it. I'm not the best pscychologist but I know a lot of them, so I'll try.", Tom assured. Janna sighed as she was about to tell a long story:"Ever since first grade when I meet him I always teased him, you know just pranks. But as the years went by it, I don't know, I just started to enjoy doing it to him more then others. I didn't know why, of course. Until one day love hits you with a bassball bat and leaves you dizzy. So I said:"You know what? I'm gonna have a crack at this." First I started to sabotage Jackie, his crush. In the process she inadvertantly became my best friend, but who cares. Then I went crazier and crazier until Marco couldn't ignore me anymore. And it was all going great, I was friends with Jackie, I teased Marco daily and I thought when we got to high scholl, you know when we start thrill seeking, he wouldn't be so safe anymore and we could have a shot at this relationship thing." Janna stared at the ground, knowing the story she wanted to tell wouldn't have an ending.
„And then a literal magical princess starts living in his house. I mean, how do I compete with that!? She can take him to different dimesnions, and what can I do? I thought that he'd maybe leave it all behind and come back here, but I guess he's finally not a safe kid...", she trailed off not wanting to depress herself and Tom with her failed romance. She was starting to regret even telling him any of this. Tom was searching for something to say, anything to brighten her day up. But he knew what she felt too well to lie to her. With his wandering gaze on the star ruled sky that would introduce the dawn, he spoke:
„I know how you feel. You wonder why you're not good enough for him. Why he moved on without a care for you. You wonder how it could have been different. You feel dissastisfied and later get resentful at why he was so uncaring. So you try to hate him. But you can't. He was a part of you for a long time and who would really hate half their life? You know beneath all your reasons for hating him, somwhere unknown to anyone else, you have something that can't be killed. A passion that can't be destroyed by time. An ever burning fire that hurts you that you would never extinguish."
Mid-way through his speech, Janna looked up at him. He was calm, but she knew that the pale blue of the moon matched his heart. „You really are a soft romantic.". Tom brought his look back down to her:"Eh, it's a hobby.". The both shared a smile together.
A moment interuputted by a bright red light coming from the sky. The moon had gone compleatly red. „Uh, what's that? I think I've seen it before.", asked Janna. „Oh it's Star and Marco's blood moon. It sometimes appears when they need each other." „Oh.", Janna realizing how akward this must have made Tom. Eyes straight on the moon, she couldn't help but notice something strange:"So is that their star? Cause that one on the left's also glowing red." „No, that's mine. Every powerful demon gets a star in the night sky as their own that they can get power from. I know, ironic, right?". „Actually, that's preety cool." , Janna said with an unsual amount of cheer for her. Their smiles returned. „So what exactly does it mean?". „It means either they're having a moment or maybe Marco's in danger since it lit up for Star last time." „Oh, then I wouldn't worry. Marco always pulls through." „Yeah he always does.", Tom said with pride about his friend.
„Now if only he would pull through me..."
A second of silence. Followed by soft laughter at such a stupid joke. Both chuckling uncontrollably that they nearlly forgot about the blood moon above. Only in the best moments can such jokes be briallant. As they calmed down, they caught eachother's eyes again. They didn't know what to do so they just sat there admiring. The red of the sky swiftly faded away, and the blue nocturne was on them again. With vigour and passion, they kissed.
They savoured the moment a kiss was freedom, like a frolic on the plains. It felt special for some reason. They started feeling each other out. Tom traced his small claws through Janna's soft cheeks and got lost in her hair. She felt his chest and just how well built he was. Their tounges started to play like two misplaced dancers. His long leading the way, and the path it showed was both loving and caring. He started to get closer to her whole body, getting a feel for her figure. Gradually he went lower and lower, prepearing for the next step.
The hand that was starting to rub him downtsairs let him in that he got beat. Barley breaking away, he whisphered:"Thristy, are we?". Janna gazed at his enlarging memeber hidding behind his fabric. „And I'm STARVING.", Janna emphasized as she let him go. She stood in front of him, bending down to give him another quick kiss. While her mouth was busy, her hands were slowly getting rid of his pants that were such a nuisence. Finshing with the belt, she pulled away and freed his manhood.
She didn't know what she was expecting. Maybe for it to be deformed or something. But it was normal. And as a bonus, quite large. Puting her knees on the cold pavement, she gave Tom's dumfouned face a quick wink before getting to work. She stroked it and gave small kisses until he was ready for the real deal. Starting at the tip, she felt Tom's entire stiffen as her spit lubed him up. Slowly sucking in and out, each breather she took gave her a look at Tom's flustered face letting her know she needed to keep going if just for more of it. Deeper and deeper, faster and faster she went until Tom had a hard time controlling his moans and his breathing became quick. Any second it seemed she would hit him in the sweet spot and make him scream his lunghs out to the entire neighbourhood. He was getting close, she could feel it. „Janna... I'm...", he barley said through gritted teeth which only made Janna give it her all the last few hundred meters of her sprint. Tom's body became so tense he even stooped movig, waiting for the moment. A great surge went through his body and he finally unleashed into Janna's mouth.
She wasn't ready for it, that's for sure. She was barley able to guzzle it all down. She went up, nearly choking on her biggest job yet. Tom wass immilar, breathing like he had been drowning for two minutes, the closest comparison to Janna's masterful work. Despite it, she found Tom pumped and ready to go right afer, fully erect. Janna gave him a shocked glance. „Janna, I haven't had anything like this in a looooong time." Janna felt ecitment having even a longer way to go. Knowing he still needed a break, she mounted him on the bench and gave a bit more tounge play. Her jacket wasn't needed anymore, so she took it off and put it by the side. This gave Tom the perfect opputunity to feel her plump ass in all its glory. Janna was on the edge and needed her dose from what he got as he rubbed his fingers aginst her moist underwear.
Still not quite ready for the main show, Tom decided to give to her in a another way. Freeing himself from her filthy mouth courtousy from himself, he held her up a bit. Just enough until he was at the level of her petite breats. Pulling her shirt and bra up, her fully erect nipples stared back. He started to suck on them,giving her quite a jump. He carefully went around her left breast and fondled the his long tounge around it, he squeezed it nicely earning a few meeps from Janna. Janna put a hand over her mouth to hide her shameful moans. Only now did she think that they were doing this in public and in the place she lived. She felt like she was walking on the thinest tight rope and couldn't be more thrilled about it.
Such was her pleasure, that she nearly didn't even feel Tom with his on one free hand start to take of her drenched panties. Slowly getting them through one leg and the other, Tom was ready for the main course. He looked up at her for a sign of conformation:"You ready?". Janna gave a little nervous nod. Stiff as he can be, Tom was ready to take the plunge. Like jumping from the highest point in the world, the danger was well worth for the high they both felt as they connected. Her walls hugged his cock like they we're trying to hurt him, she was that tight. Still, not like some of his other experiences. „Not your first time?", Tom mind clouded in ecstacy to consider not asking such a inapproprate question. „No, that honour belongs to a guy called Oskar Grayson.", Janna rolled with it as she struggled to breathe from such a shock.
Slowly, Tom began to thrust into her, Janna struggliing not to make a noise. He kept up the same pace, still too much for her to handle. She completley let go of him, now both her hands covering her mouth, not knowing if the shame she would feel if they got caught would kill the moment or acent it. „Janna, how about we let luck decide what happens?", Tom begging for to be let free out of his cage. Janna gave another small nod, this time with more confidence. Rolling the dice, Tom picked up the pace, the slaps from him hitting her sex and cheeks making a fast rhythmic beat. Janna's moans filled the air, each a plead for more and more. Even though he was getting a bit tired, that didn't stop Tom from giving it his all before the finish line. Both now moaning uncontrollably and it echoing through out the park, the end was coming. „Janna...Get ready...", she barley made out as she was right beside him.
Giving it all in the last few pumps, Tom made way for the creshendo. In the same moment, both of them released whatever they had in the sign of lust. Janna felt herself get filled up to the brim and Tom a shower of her juices. Their last moans were as strong as their grip onto each other in that moment. Feeling like all the life was pulled out of her, Janna came off, sat next to Tom as they both took in what just happened. She leaned her head on his shoulder.
„Um, Tom?". „Yeah?". „Not to ruin the mood or anything but we might have made a slight oversight by not using a... you know.", Janna siad hoping she didn't just make the worst mistake of her life. „Oh, don't worry. Demons can only be born through rituals, you're safe.". „Oh,thank God.", Janna said in relief. Only there was something missing. The atmosphere afterwords felt a little too quiet. Like she was upposed to feel something. A sense that she was dirty. She should, she just fucked a guy in a park that she barley hung out before. But all there was was a feeling of relief and strange comfort, and she couldn't put a finger on why.
As for Tom? He didn't think anything. He took in his surroundings with eyes that saw everything through a calidoscope. Everything seemed right, no matter the colour. As the night slowly gave way to dawn, the duo knew it was time to leave. Luckily, they didn't make that much of a mess, not anything that couldn't be burned away with magic. As they both put all their clothes back on, they stood parallel sharing one last glance. „So... I guess see you around, then?", Janna not knowing how to end their wild night together. „Yeah. See you around.", Tom said with pure contentment. Janna gave him an akward wave before she ran as not for her parents to noitce her gone.
He watched her run only thinking he was watching majestic crow fly home. Maybe it was his hidden poetic mind talking or maybe it just was that. As the sun went over Echo Creek's small hilss and shined on Tom's horns, the demon prince decided to go home. Not aftera quick wal though, they're quite giver. Each step he took walking the path he was reminded of something that needed to be fixed. It didn;t matter. The sun was above and as long as it was there it could all be solved. For the first time in a long time, Tom walked straight as he did before and that he promised he would again.