Chapter 3: Beautiful Liars
"That went smoothly~ don't you think? ~ expect when you pushed me but overall not too bad ~ ", Mephisto said to Kira with a wide grin.
After a brief goodbye, Rin and Yukio had left the directors' office to go back attending their normal school classes. Kira let out a tiring sigh when she heard the door click. She had moved from the front of the desk and was standing behind it, right beside Mephisto as she was before. Kira could tell by the look and way the younger twin was acting that she would have to explain herself in the near future. That isn't a story she's always happy to tell, since it was far from a happy one.
"I guess so", her voice was low and soft. Kira shifted her hips backwards to sit on the wooden desk, arms hugging herself for self-comfort.
The other could tell the woman was upset about something, and he knew what it was. The way she was looking with that sad expression, biting her lower lip, arms around herself, those red eyes half covered by her lids. Kira was just dying for him to do something, to him.
"Come now Kira~ sulking doesn't suit that cute face at all~", His tone hinting devilish intent.
The woman was about to oppose the demon as she usually did, by telling him she was far from cute and to not tease her like that. Though Kira was too much into her own trance to realize the director had gotten up from the comfort of his chair and had positioned his tall stature directly in front of her. Noticing there was something blocking the light and was replaced by a shadow, with a small gasp she shot her head up. Kira found herself meeting Mephisto's pink dotted tie, her eyes filled with confusion.
Mephisto looked down at the girl with a toothy smirk, a gloved hand slipped under her chin to gently tilt her head up to look see a mischievous expression. Having to stretch her neck up as his hand guided her, she forgot how tall his figure was compared to hers. Even with heeled boots, standing on a step or even sitting on this desk she still felt small with this demon. Kira flinched slightly when he placed his other hand on the desk right beside where she sat. Feeling that he had inched closer to her, Mephisto caught her eyes widening a little. Even though she had grown somewhat, he could never get the image of that scared little girl he remembered from the past. Least to say he was amused with her reaction.
"However, your crying and scared face is much more amusing", his eyes sparked evilly.
Kira instantly shifted her eyes away from his, hands placed flat against his chest as she graciously pushed him back. Or tried to. 'No', she thought, 'I can't, not again'.
She couldn't just fall into his hands again, the insistent just now with the two boys knocked some well needed sense into her brain. She left before not only because her human emotions weren't being met, but her demon instincts were telling her to run. Kira didn't come back to the academy not because she was coming to terms with her demon side, but to get away from the hold of the talented liar in front of her. She knew the longer she remained around him, the quicker she'd just be another piece in his game or was that too late? Was she already in the middle of it? No she couldn't be, not without putting up a good fight. She can live without him, she did before and after they met.
Just with a simple look at her expression, Mephisto could tell. Even though the girl was half demon, she was too easy for him to read, for the most part. Though, she was sparking his curiosity intensely but her new found actions. Before, she was a quaint little girl, always shaking out of fear from the torment by the creatures in the night. He wondered what made her change, the old her would have given into his seducing. It wasn't the case, sure she hinted she wanted it but that's the nature of a demon. To give into their desires and openly indulge in them whenever. He knew where she had gone, thanks to their deal he always knew where in the world she was. One week in the United States, then to Italy, France, Germany, he could name all the places she went. The problem was Mephisto didn't know who or what she went to do or see. He didn't know who taught her to control herself so well that the girl could even turn him down.
The demon's smirk remained on his lips. "Are you going to tell me who trained you so nicely? ~". He asked bluntly.
Kiras hesitated, "The… I spent most of the time with Sirens and the Succubus". She said softly.
Mephisto chuckled, his hand still under her chin, "That would explain you're new pair of eyes~ they certainly did a fine job with you. Remind me to thank them later.", his voice traced with sarcasm to hide his mocking tone.
'Listen Luciela, Demons like the 8 don't give a flying fuck about things like emotions and feelings, that's what female demons like us are kept around for. But, they have a way to find what you want, what you desire and manipulate you with it. all so that they can get you to do their shit willingly. We'll teach you a weapon to fight against that, give you the power to play their game Luciela. It's not your body, not your words, but that human half. To kill a monster takes a man, a human man. Humans have that one thing. A will.'
The girl's hands curled into fist against his white clothes as she recalled the words of what one Siren told her when she first started, when she left and started anew. Her newfound sisters.
"Remind yourself", Kira's voice came confident and strong. Her eyes shifted to glare at Mephisto narrowly with those red eyes of hers.
He chuckled devilishly. "Oh my, getting quite brave are we? But I believe those Sirens of yours failed to mention one slight detail to you…", His grin widened, exposing more of those sharp white teeth.
Before Kira could say a word to question what he was getting at, she felt a snaking hand slide around the curve of her waist that slithered to her lower back. The hand pushed her forward, making Kira arch her back. She saw that his face came closer to hers, their eyes not unlocking from the other's. The girl felt his torso lean forward as well, her fists uncurled as she helplessly tried to push him away. He had blocked her any means of escape by standing in front of her, he had a knee spreading her legs. Mephisto had brought their bodies flush together, his hand still held her chin under captive. Making sure she kept her eyes on him.
He continued his statement, "… Once a demon has tasted something sweet, it will want more than a simple bite but to countlessly indulge in the sweetness until it's no more". His voice sounded more devious that usual.
Kira's breath was caught in her throat as the blood rushed to her cheeks. "T-that…"
She couldn't calm the urge to shiver anymore. Her hands trembled as they gripped a fistful of the demon's fabric. More words from the Siren came to her head instantly.
'Demons are possessive sometimes, so don't let it fool you'.
The girl bit her lip in dismay. Did the Sirens know she was too far gone? Was it alright for her to give into her human emotions and demon desires? Pain and hurt can't be avoided either way she tried. Did Mephisto know? Of course he did. The problem was…
… How long will she last before she's thrown away? Yes, the demon knew the girl's train of thought. He knew what she feared, what she enjoyed, what she loved, everything. They did spend a generous amount of time together, those years before she had left. Even for a human, he had found her amusing to watch. Then when he discovered her demonic side, along with the traits and powers she came with. It just sparked his interest even more, and it just kept increasing and increasing. Each mission she did, each time to rise on the exorcist class ladder, and each time they had a memorable encounter with each other. Even the time when she ran away that night, it's all left him at his wits end of wanting to see what the girl would do next. For him, there was a possibility that he could develop feeling for Kira if he hasn't already. Sadly for both of them, his demon instincts came first.
"Looks like they left that part out hm? ~", his voice purred as the hand under her chin descended lower, making her gasp.
"N-no they didn't", her voice became shaky.
Mephisto chuckled, his hand on her back felt another sweet shiver trickle down her spin. He wanted to do the worse things to this girl in the worse ways. To make her scream, yell, and cry. To wreak havoc in her life, constantly creating chaos and trouble around her. To mess her up over and over, seeing how she'll react to him each time. The demon had to hold back his own sadistic urges to lock her away, allowing him and only him to consume this sweet delicate flower. Whenever and however he wanted. Sometimes, when he was alone and found himself thinking about Kira while she was gone. He wondered why he thought about her and no other in this way. Was it because of his interest in her? No, he knew why. It was most likely the fact she was someone his father couldn't have fully. She slipped from his father's grasp and fell right into his. Yes, that was the reason but he can't let her find out. Not a chance. He'd rather Kira blame him for everything, as long as it was him.
"Come on Kira let's not fight~ why not kiss and make up? ~", Mephisto winked at her wickedly, his hand pausing in the middle of her neck where the black strip was.
The girl's body froze at the touch, he indirectly reminded her of their deal. The deal that for years has been protecting her from the one thing was feared the most. The deal that linked them together, tied her to him. Was that why the Sirens were so nice to her? she never got to ask.
Kira parted her lips to say something, his eyes watching her every movement. "Fine but only if it's a kiss"
This made him snicker fiendishly, "Be mindful of what words you choose Kira~ There's many ways to interpret them".
'They use charms',
She was speechless; everything the Sirens said was going against what he was doing to her. Charms can't be used on her, they don't affect her at all. Mephisto was the one to test that out. So there was no why her feelings were mistaken, not hers'.
Kira, in answering to his statement had closed her eyes. Mephisto smirked, seeing that Kira wasn't giving him a sign of rejecting his sly allurement. The demon inched to close the small gap of space between their lips. She melted in the meeting of their skin that wasn't all the gentle. The demon's hand slid along her neck going up the side of her face. The fabric of his glove felt soft against her skin. She eagerly parted her mouth as her hands gently wrapped around his upper torso.
'Sweet talk you into bed and once is enough. They hardly eat someone again when they've already bitten it before',
The demon could tell the girl needed a little push in the right direction, seeing that her body was seemingly frozen. The girl did feel as if she would fall, but Mephisto wouldn't have allowed that to happen.
Kira can't remember how many times he's wooed her with those sweet words of his. Only to wake up in the morning in his bed, and everything was taken care of for her. Kira quickly started to feel that familiar sick feeling in her stomach. She felt their lust that had built up for the 15 years burn at high heat. If someone were to walk in now, she wouldn't be able to stop.
'You'll forever suffer',
This was certainly thrilling to him, watching as the girl descended with lust. He could see it in her half lidded eyes, how her face was flush, how she got fluster by his actions.
Even though she was indulging in her long awaited desire, she knew her release wouldn't happen without his help. Which she wasn't planning on begging for on the first day she got back. Those years of running, she didn't do them to just call a quits here. Stopping her movements, hands retracted from around the demon's neck to slide down his front as she leaned against his chest. The sounds of her panting slowly rendered back to normal in a matter of a few minutes.
Mephisto let out a sigh, he knew the girl wouldn't give in that easily, or there wouldn't have been the fun in teasing her the way he did. The best part was the challenge she posed on him. Kira tried to sit straight but gasped when a wave of sudden dizziness made her panic, thinking she's fall. That threat was cancelled out when a steady hand held her.
The demon saw her eyes looked a bit blurred when she looked up at him in question. "I got you~", he grinned. "You probably shouldn't move too suddenly~".
Kira hummed, taking the hint the girl remained in his hold as her weight leaned against him. The lust unclouded her mind and the itchy feeling in her low regions faded, she couldn't help but think about what the Sirens said to her. The one thing they were completely right about,
'They'll strip you of your innocence'.
Kira thought as she rested her head against his chest,
'It's too late… he stripped me of my innocence long ago… literally'
