CREATURES ON FIRE
Part 24: Eyes on Me, Mortal (Dark Deception)
A\N: Happy Halloween everyone! This is my little gift for you. Basically, it's not much of a plot, just some steamy fun with one of my favorite game demons. ;) Enjoy!
A cozy little house stood dark among many others with brightly illuminated windows, with only a jack-o'-lantern displayed on its windowsill that glowed in the surrounding blackness. Lucky for everyone, Halloween night turned out to be clear, and not a single cloud covered the starred sky. Children walked around the streets in costumes, doing their favorite job tonight – trick-or-treating. Adults were happy to see their kids having so much fun, so all in all, this year's Halloween was only about fun and joy.
Among many costumed people, a rather unusual couple walked along the street. It was a young woman in a black coat, walking arm-in-arm with a strange-looking guy. He wore a dark grey business suit with a black shirt and a red tie underneath, but his head was what everyone paid immediate attention to. His entire face was red with deep, black eyes with no pupils in them, sharp ears, a wide mouth, and two black horns sticking out on both sides of his skull. In any other situation, it would seem weird, but as it was Halloween, everyone was sure the man wore a cool costume of a devil or a demon. Some even said it aloud when passing the couple. The man just smirked and continued his way with his female companion.
April sighed and looked at her companion, smirking. As a kid, she'd never been too interested in Halloween fun. She liked turning pumpkins into jack-o'-lanterns, though. An even now, being an adult, she still enjoyed carving smiling faces in them and watching the candle light burning through the triangular eyes and a funny-looking smile of the pumpkin. But this Halloween was special. Shooting another small glimpse at her partner, she thanked all the possible gods for this.
Because her partner was no ordinary man. It was a demon.
Malak.
Strangely enough, his name translated as "angel" in Hebrew. April knew it, and each time she thought about it, it made her laugh silently. Who on Earth would call him an angel? She knew well enough what this sadistic and malevolent being was capable of. She had gone through a lot, a multitude of nightmares he and his servants had made her suffer, and all for what? It seemed fate was cruel enough when she crossed her path with a woman named Helen Bierce who promised to fulfill her every wish. Being an author, April dreamed her literary works would be known and popular, but no such luck. Desperate, she had agreed to make a deal with Bierce. This woman turned out to possess some supernatural abilities; and as a result, April found herself in Bierce's little pocket dimension that looked like a luxury ballroom. Her task was to gather the so-called 'soul shards' and gain a piece of a ring which, according to Bierce's words, contained the power of a demon. With the ring complete, Bierce would gain enough power to fulfill any desire.
Sounds easy enough, right?
Wrong.
The shards were scattered around ten dimensions, each more nightmarish than the last one. There were monsters everywhere, wherever she went, and all of them were the servants of the demon. She met Malak first time in the school dimension while trying to avoid the face-to-face encounter with the ghoulish girl named Agatha who turned out to be some sort of adoptive daughter for him. He got angry every time she got her hands on the ring pieces. How many times had he threatened to kill her? How many times he attacked her? He had unleashed the most dangerous creatures on her – Dread Ducky, The Goliath Clowns, and the animatronic gang whom he transformed into a gigantic robot. He had given her to that crazy Mama Bear and her annoying baby teddies to finally get rid of the 'pesky mortal' as he called her. But luck had been on her side. April managed to evade the monsters and defeat the larger ones, including the Mama Bear. Unfortunately, the fate had decided to turn its back on her in the moment she was on her way out of Mama Bear's dimension. The portal was closed, and it provided a perfect opportunity for Malak to finally catch the annoying mortal.
That's when things got bad and also pretty… strange. Malak wasn't hurrying to kill her, although, according to his words, it would be the smartest decision to make. And then he stated that killing her immediately would be a waste. April didn't understand what he meant back then, but the answer to her question didn't make her wait. He made it clear that he chose her to be his plaything. April expected him to make her go through some physical or mental torture, but neither of the options was truly correct, although this was unavoidable as well.
This was when he had taken her body.
Yes, this was the type of punishment he'd chosen for her. And yet, she had eventually forgiven him. Surprising to herself, April realized that if a mere mortal would have done this to her, she'd never forgive him and would do anything to take his life slowly and painfully. But this… well, Malak was a demon, and doing all kinds of nasty things was perfectly normal for every demon. And she knew better than disobey or try to fight him. He was a mighty supernatural being, and she was just a weak mortal human. And yet he enjoyed having his steamy time with her.
April hated him, but she hated her body even more for betraying her, as she ended up enjoying his skillful manipulations with her body. Later she began feeling something else. She realized she was gradually growing attached to her captor which shocked her to the very core. What's more, his attitude to her began changing… somewhat. April didn't know how this was going to end, and eventually she ended up back in the world she knew and loved, with her debut horror novel called Valkyrie gaining popularity. Everything has its price, though – her body and soul now belonged to him; and him alone. And now she was walking arm-in-arm with him, anticipating a long and wild night.
Malak, on the other hand, could've never imagined walking so freely in the world of mortals, especially in his true form. And yet, here he was, marching along the street with his human companion. This feast mortals call Halloween played very well in his favor. He smirked, seeing many of them dressed up as different monstrous creatures. Humans have never ceased to amaze him, and this case was one of these. They dress up as creatures they're afraid of and would never like to encounter, but they still seem to have so much fun with all of this.
He looked at the woman whose arm entwined with his. She didn't seem to be interested in things happening around her. And then she abruptly turned to him and met his gaze. No more hatred in her eyes, no more contempt. He didn't need words to understand what she thought or how she felt about him. He saw respect and attachment in the sly glance of those hazel eyes.
The demon's mouth stretched in a smile which made it look even wider. In her eyes he saw the emotion he wished she had from the very beginning.
It was desire. The gaze of a woman who wanted to be with her man.
It still felt somewhat unbelievable that she chose to stay with him after everything he'd done. He had captured her when she was just a few steps away from escaping from Mama Bear's dimension, and this time, luck was on his side: the portal was locked. He intended to kill her in the beginning, but then a thought about having his way with her flesh appeared in his mind. And he didn't regret it. It surprised him that she ended up enjoying it to a full extent and eventually chose to stay by his side. It was the first, but definitely not the last surprise. She claimed that if he were a mortal man, she'd have never forgiven him. But as he was a demon… well, all these things were pretty much expectable. But what she said next simply took the cake.
She admitted to like inhuman beings, and her secret wish was to try one… in bed.
Malak scratched his chin. This woman was indeed unique. And her secret desire for the creatures that mortals called monsters was something he hadn't expected at all. He had granted her wish without even knowing it. And the more he enjoyed her flesh, the less was his wish to get rid of her.
He then proposed her a deal.
She had to give up the ring pieces, and her body and soul would belong to him forever. For that, he would give her what she desired. April hadn't known it before, but Malak and Bierce were enemies, and he'd told her the truth about Bierce. Just like her, Bierce had craved for fame and stardom, and that desire had led her to a dark path. She had made a deal with him, but then she had tricked him. Since then, she'd sealed herself in that little pocket dimension, keeping Malak out of it. Also, it turned out that April wasn't the first one to try her luck. There had been other people before her who tried to collect the soul shards and get the ring pieces for Bierce. Some had lost their lives in the hotel maze with the murderous monkeys; some couldn't outsmart the Gold Watchers – the statues that moved only when out of sight. April was the first mortal being who got as far as Mama Bear's dimension.
Malak was impressed by her bravery and perseverance. Mortals had always considered their males to be braver than females, but in April's case, it was quite the opposite. She appeared to be braver and more cold-blooded than many human males. And for that, he found her interesting and even liked her.
April hesitated at first, but she eventually agreed to handle the ring pieces to Malak. She still didn't truly believe him whether he would keep his promise about her wish. He was a demon, after all, and demons are known as the biggest liars. April wasn't sure what he meant with giving her soul and body to him forever, but she prepared herself for the worst. It was clear now that he wasn't planning to kill her which was good. Instead, he threw her out of his nightmarish world, and she found herself being back to her native town. But wherever she went and whatever she did, Malak was still with near, even without being physically there. She heard his voice in her head, and he literally watched her every step. Sometimes he made her do things against her will. There were times she couldn't control her own body, and it did exactly what Malak wanted it to do. And sometimes he spoke instead of her to people that April didn't have the best relationship with, making them shake with shock and terror at the sight of a woman speaking in a male and clearly inhuman voice. He possessed her in those moments, and later, those people disappeared without a trace. No one had suspected April, and in most part, it was Malak's work. He got into the minds of the cops who investigated these cases, making them cross April out of the suspect list.
So, as a result, April became his puppet, but, at the same time, she was also free to do as she pleased. If it didn't contradict Malak's interests, he allowed her to be free. She belonged to him. She was his puppet and his eyes in human world.
Lucky for her, he indeed kept his promise, just like he said when he'd finally broken through the barrier and got into Bierce's ballroom. April had finally gotten a new inspiration to write, and she'd finished her first horror novel in three months. People loved the chilling story of a group of divers who detected an abandoned ghost ship drifting in the sea since World War II. Its name, Die Walküre, suggested that it had belonged to the Nazis. Driven by curiosity, they decided to investigate the boat, but they found much more than they bargained for. April had decided not to make a supernatural story about a ship inhabited by the ghosts or any other entities. Instead, she chose to create a mix of sci-fi and body horror. As a result, she ended up selling a multitude of copies, and Valkyrie had become no less known and loved by the audience than Stephen King's works.
April smiled. Malak had indeed kept his promise, just like he said when he broke through the barrier and got into Bierce's ballroom. Demon or not, he seemed like the type that didn't waste his words, and if he said, he acted. And she liked it about him. He proved to be trustworthy, but April still stayed vigilant. Malak still was a demon, and she never forgot that.
As they entered her house, April felt cold. She hadn't warmed up her house, and instead of turning on the radiators, she loved to light the fireplace and enjoy sitting in front of it, watching the flames. It had always helped her to calm her nerves or just relax after a busy day. Dropping her coat, she went straight to the fireplace that had pieces of wood and an old newspaper inside ready for burning. As she grabbed a box of matches, a black clawed hand grabbed her wrist. April winced, but it was more from surprise, as the demon's touch wasn't rough.
"No need to be so primitive, mortal," he said. "Here, let me show you how it can be done the easy and fastest way."
Malak then pressed the fingers of his right hand in a firm fist, and when he opened them again, a small fireball formed, floating in the air above his hand. He threw it into the fireplace, and its contents blazed in a split second, filling the room with pleasant warmth and dim orange light.
April watched the scene with a smile, crossing her arms and shaking her head. Despite the advanced phase of their relationship, he still liked to call her 'mortal', just like he did during their first meeting and her deadly adventures in various nightmarish realms. She couldn't help but smirk and giggle voicelessly. In this stage, hearing him say this word sounded funny.
"A mortal has a name, remember?" she giggled. April pressed her mouth shut with her hand, trying to contain laughing, but soon it became impossible to hold back, and she burst out laughing.
Malak grinned, and before April could react, he quickly silenced her when he grabbed her chin and kissed her, ravaging her mouth with his long, smooth tongue until she melted in his arms. April looked dazed when he broke the kiss, that smirk on his face was just killing her, in a good way. And then she gasped when he suddenly smacked her on the ass. She squeaked and looked at him, lifting one of her eyebrows, and one corner of her mouth slowly moved upwards. The demon tried to slap her ass again, but April leaped away this time, laughing.
Malak's mouth stretched in a wide grin, and a black, slick appendage crawled out of his mouth, licking his chapped lips. She obviously was teasing him. Well, she has no need to tell twice. He'd make sure she gets it.
The fur rug on the floor made a perfect spot for a steamy night. Malak caught her just as she prepared to run away with an intention of a cat-and-mouse game. He gave her one more hard and hot kiss, removing her sweater and jeans while she was all in the process. Just as April was left in her black lacy underwear, the demon slightly shoved her on the rug and kept her there steady with the telekinesis. She was unable to move and could only watch his clawed hands moving to the buttons on his suit.
"Eyes on me, mortal," he growled, slowly unbuttoning his suit and dropping it on the floor. Soon the tie, shirt, and pants joined it. Hearing him call her mortal again, April wanted to make a playful remark, but at the moment he bared his body before her, all words immediately left her mind. The sight of his red flesh and slightly visible muscles sent shivers down her spine, and she licked her lips when her glance moved down to his crotch.
When he claimed her the first time, her eyes widened at the sight of the size and shape of his member. Red, long, with almost pointy tip, and bumps running down the entire length. Now she could only drool, watching it slowly growing stiff before her eyes.
"May I?" she asked, looking at his cock and winking. Without words, Malak released her from the invisible grip and let her sit up on her knees. April took his manhood in her hand and began stroking it without breaking the eye contact. She smirked at the satisfied grumbling above her head and the black tongue moving along his lips. She giggled and let her own tongue crawl out of the warm cavern of her mouth. It touched the pointy tip of the demonic member, swirling around it and giving slow and satisfying licks on the entire girth. The increasing volume of Malak's growling only urged her to take the hardened organ into her mouth, and she sucked him, doing it painfully slow.
That's exactly what the demon enjoyed about the oral pleasure. He loved the feeling of the slow movement of her mouth on him that caused the pressure rise but not letting him reach his peak too soon. The slow and delicious torture that he enjoyed and intended to use on her right now.
One of his claws slid under the strap of her bra and tugged at it.
"Remove it," he ordered, and April was more than willing to comply. Releasing his cock from her mouth, she unhooked her bra, tossing it aside, and then removed her panties as well. Malak then pushed her back on the rug, kneeling down to her level, but he didn't let her lie totally flat on her back. He held her with one hand while making circular movements on her breast with the tip of his clawed finger. April winced at the ticklish feeling on her hardened nipple and on her neck when he nuzzled into it gently.
But then the pain stung her shoulder when his teeth sank into her flesh like a knife into butter. April squealed and tried to recoil, gritting her teeth.
"Ouch! You bastard! That hurts!" she blurted out angrily and winced when he pulled his teeth away with a rumbling laugh. He soothed the wound with his tongue, licking away the blood with a deep sound of enjoyment, and the feeling of the wet appendage licking her wound not just made April relax. She felt heat pool into her nether region.
"You taste delicious, little mortal," he cooed in a low, guttural voice. "Your blood…" He licked the wound again lingeringly, and she shuddered, unconsciously arching into him. "It's more intoxicating than all those alcoholic beverages of yours."
April moaned, reluctantly forgiving him.
Reluctantly? Who was she kidding? It was so easy to forgive him when he spoke that way. It made her the most beautiful and desired woman in the whole world. Yes, he was a demon, but so what? As long as he treated her like this, his species didn't matter at all.
"Keep your eyes on me, mortal," Malak said. "See what I'm doing to you."
April obeyed and didn't take her eyes off the demon. Giving her wound one more lick, Malak's horned head moved down to her fleshy mounds, and his long tongue wrapped around her nipple, pulling it slightly. April arched her back and moaned, feeling the slick appendage swirling around her hardened bud. The slight tingling on her skin only made her want more. As the demon was finished with one breast, he switched to the other one, giving it the same playful treatment.
April grinned wickedly. Just as he removed his tongue from her breasts, she immediately turned around and pressed her hips into him, rubbing her butt against his manhood. The demon snarled, and one of his hands grabbed the plump flesh of her ass.
"You're playing with fire, little mortal," he growled into her ear, and his hands got into action again: one kept massaging her breasts while the other moved down her torso, and his finger pressed on a sensitive nub of her clit.
She moaned and smirked slyly.
"What if I want to get burned?" she teased. Malak grinned and slid his fingers deeper in between her legs, opening up her labia and stroking her wet folds.
"Oh, I can see how much you want to get burned, mortal," he teased back. "So eager to feel me inside you, hm?"
April just nodded. The tip of his cock was already probing at the entrance of her slit. The demon adjusted his position to make sure the penetration would be convenient.
"Now beg me, mortal," he said and licked her ear. "Tell me how much you want to feel me inside you."
"M-Malak, please…" she stuttered through heavy breathing.
"Lord Malak. Use my title too, mortal," he corrected her. His voice expressed nothing but lust.
"Please, Lord Malak! Take me!" she moaned. "I want you right now!"
That was more than enough for the demon to slam his hips forward and enter her body. April winced from the sudden penetration, but she felt no pain. After all, it wasn't the first time she had sex with Malak, so she was already used to the feeling of his member inside her. He started with a quick pace, pounding into her, but she was there for him, matching him thrust for thrust.
"Ah… Malak…" April breathed lustfully. "Lord Malak…"
"Yes, mortal, say my name louder," Malak growled, his desire for her increasing with every thrust.
Instead of saying his name again, April gave him a sign to stop for a moment. She immediately lay on the rug and spread her arms and legs open, inviting him to enter her body. Malak eagerly accepted her request and filled her up with his cock once again. Due to the bumps on it, she was filled to her limits. Pleasure coursed through her veins like lava, and was merely waiting for the right moment to finally erupt.
"Malak!" she screamed again. "Oh yes! More!"
"Ah, yes! Say it louder!"
"Malak!" April cried almost breathlessly. "Oh dear, yes! Yes!"
"My little mortal," he almost purred, and his face then suddenly was on hers claiming her lips in a burning, passionate kiss.
April wrapped her arms around his neck, crying into his mouth every time he slammed his cock into her juicy cavern. Malak seemed to near his limit. He growled and made another strong thrust, and this time, he hit the sensitive spot inside her. April's eyes went wide, and Malak, noticing this, adjusted himself so that the next few thrusts would hit that spot again and again. And in the next moment, she climaxed with a cry of pure bliss, muffled by his mouth. The demon felt he couldn't hold back anymore, and he hissed and growled at the same time into her face, releasing his seed into her. He collapsed on the rug near her, and both just lay there and stared at the fire for some time. The flickering flames created shadows on the walls, and the crackling sound of the fire helped April relax after their stormy coition. She then turned her head to face the demon.
"Well… happy Halloween, dear Malak," she said in a sleepy voice and giggled. It sounded funny to say such thing to a demon. Besides, she remembered that Mama Bear had called him 'dear Malak' which made things even funnier.
"Happy Halloween, my little mortal… my little… April," he replied with a smirk.
April smiled happily, finally hearing him say her name, and curled into his chest. Malak played with her chestnut-colored locks and just watched her drifting off. He continued staring into the fire and thinking things over. One he knew for sure – he'd acted wisely when he'd decided to let this mortal woman live. As for this day… This weird feast humans celebrated today… Pointless as it might seem, it was at least good for something.
