Interfice Errorem, Diligere Errantem
By: Angelus Erreare
Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters featured in this fanfiction belong to ATLUS USA.
A/N: This is dedicated to my favorite little girl! Oozing with chastity! This is for none other than Untainted Mind! I hope you enjoy! Erm, just skip the lemons! LOL!
WARNING: AU, OOC, LIME, LEMON, NON-CON LEMON, SADISM, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE
Chapter 1: Incubus
She gripped the sheets around her as tightly as she could, her eyes tightly shut, beads of sweat forming all over her body…
"S-stop…!" she screamed.
The force did not waver its strength…
"You don't really mean that…" a silky male voice whispered into her ear.
She shivered beneath him. He was there again…with her…She did not know him nor had she met him…But for some reason, he knew her…
He knew everything about her…
His eyes penetrated hers deeply, sending her into a trance…That was why she had kept her eyes shut this time. She didn't want to look within those eyes of his…those alluring silver eyes.
She heard him chuckle as she felt him press her tighter against her own mattress, constricting her breathing.
Her tears flowed out of her eyes, being squeezed out as she tightly shut them still…
"S-stop!"
He did not listen and continued fondle her breasts. She sucked in the air roughly. He laughed again and there kissed her neck before whispering into her ear, "It need not be this way…" he seductively said.
She shivered as she heard him, "W-what do you want…?"
"What I've always wanted from you." he replied.
She was confused; what exactly did he want…? For the last year, he had been in her room, every given night…
At first she thought she was seeing things…and she had let him be, telling herself that he had not really been there and that he was a mere creation of her imagination. He did nothing then; just gazing at her from the corner of her room…his eyes on her.
Then after that…he took a step closer to her, standing in the middle of her room. And then he changed again, standing right by her bed as she slept…She had again dismissed it as her mind's flight of fancy, even bidding the specter goodnight before she slept…
And then…things between she and he changed still.
He began to sit by her bedside…his eyes still on hers as she slept. She paid him no heed still and openly ignored him. But all that had changed when he took the last step that separated her and him.
Touch.
He touched her.
She had been startled then, as she felt her mind's specter, her mind's handsome specter touch her.
The touch was harmless though…It had been on her arm.
And then, on her feet…
On her legs, after that.
She remembered; it had been a rainy and lonely night. She had come home from the university, having finished her classes and had been looking forward for a goodnight's rest, forgetting all about her demon…
She had hopped on the bed excitedly at the prospect of a peaceful slumber but had only found madness as she felt his weight on her bed…diversifying it so…then, his weight had been fully on her.
She opened her eyes and there was met with steely silver eyes. She opened her mouth to scream but she found herself unable. She was frozen on her bed, clutching the sheets around her tightly.
Her lips remained parted at the shock but her mind screamed and yelled at her that it wasn't real…that she was imagining things.
But she had been proven wrong once more as she felt him kiss her. His tongue dove within her mouth with deadly accuracy and precision. She whimpered within his mouth but it was he, then, who paid her no heed…
He had torn up her garments then, letting his sharp claws do away with her apparel, desperate for the feel of her.
That was when he had touched her in her private and sacred areas…
She had cried then…
She was crying now.
"What do you want…?" she asked again in utter fright.
"I want you…" he replied with a smile on his face.
"You're not real…!" she growled, crying.
He then took one of her paralyzed hands and pressed it on his face, letting her know that she had been mistaken.
Argilla's hair stood on one end as she realized that he did feel real…and that…the feel of his skin on hers was…euphoric.
Being with him awoke feelings within her that she never knew existed.
"I'm real Argilla…I'm real…" he told her with a smile.
Her breathing became erratic, "You…Why do you want me…?" she asked, frightened.
He chuckled, "Because you want me."
She stiffened and narrowed her eyes, "I don't want you! I don't even know you! Get off me!" she yelled at him angrily.
He frowned and again pinned her to her bed roughly, "I can be persuasive Argilla…Just give me a chance…" he said, whispering hotly against her ear, attempting once more to woo her.
But she didn't give in.
"You won't have me…! Get off…!"
His hand suddenly grabbed onto her breast and squeezed it painfully. She squealed. He smirked and again loomed over her, "It needn't be this way Argilla…Give yourself to me…and I promise you that I shall make you feel pleasure that no mortal had ever yet experienced."
She glared at him, "I don't care…! Let go of me…!" she hissed.
He held her tight once more, kissing her roughly again, cutting her off.
He pulled back a moment later and fingered her bruised and swollen lips, "Be mine…"
And with that, he was gone.
Argilla opened her eyes, sitting up with lightning speed, her hand clutching her racing heart. She panted heavily as she saw that morning had come.
She looked at herself and saw that she was still clothed. She let out a sigh of relief, "It was just a dream…Just a dream…" she said as she continued to pant, closing her eyes.
Shaking her head off such thoughts, she prepared for the new day. She went to the lavatory and there stripped herself, humming as she did. It was then as she appraised herself in front of the mirror that all color from her face drained.
Her breathing stopped as she saw her whole nude body at the full-length mirror. There, on her wrists, neck and her breasts were hand prints and bruises.
'That…that's where…he grabbed me…' she told herself, shocked.
'No! That…that's not possible!' she growled at herself, as she walked closer to the mirror, inspecting herself fully, 'Of course not…I was probably choking in my sleep…I probably did this to myself…'
She nodded in approval for her own self-justification when she suddenly let out a shrill scream. No…she couldn't have done it to herself. There, on the jugular of her neck lay a large bruise caused by the breaking of tiny capillaries from within.
There was a love-bite on her neck. There was no way that she could have done it. No way at all.
With trembling hands, she touched the red mark on her neck. She blinked, 'No…probably a mosquito bite.'
"Be mine…"
She stiffened and sharply turned around, "Who's there?!" she asked, a bit frightened.
There was no one.
Her eyes darted from left to right. There was no one there…But the voice that she had heard was unmistakable. It had been from her demon…the demon who plagued her whenever she would sleep at night…
She shook her head.
'No…This is all in my head. I…I think I need help…'
xxxxx
She frowned; she had just been from a medical and a psychological test. So far, she had been deemed normal. There was nothing wrong with her…conventionally.
The doctors had found no irregularities within her…nor had they found any disease. She was fine. The psychologist that she had seen suggested that her dreams that involved sexual violence was probably a result of childhood trauma to which she could not remember…
It was either that…or it was a representation of her inner most desire.
She stiffened at that.
Desire…?
She…What?
"Because you want me…"
That was what her demon had told her…She stiffened once more; did that mean that she indeed desired him…? Or that she craved for a sexual relationship…? Being in the age of nineteen, she had just begun her college years the year prior.
She had never had a sexual relationship with any man…Ever.
She had come from a very conservative family background that it was considered inappropriate for young women such as her to have such relationships outside the sacrament of marriage…
She frowned, "I'm dreaming of someone raping me because I want to have sex…? That I want it rough?" she asked in disbelief and in mockery. She shook her head, "Why do I even pay that guy?"
Why indeed?
"So that he could tell me psycho mumbo-jumbo crap." she sneered.
Well, whatever it was, she was just going to have to release her stress. That was all. She had been dreaming of her demon for the past year…and it had only been recently that he started to sexually assault her. But she supposed that it was probably because of her own stress.
"Think happy thoughts…Happy thoughts…" she said, repeating her mantra as she massaged her temples.
Again, another day had passed. She sighed; just before she had gone for the checkups she had gone from her classes. She groaned, "Damn quizzes…"
She had another one tomorrow.
She supposed she had better study.
xxxxx
Argilla sipped the last amount of her hot chocolate absentmindedly. She was almost done. She smiled in relief; she was planning on acing that quiz.
She stretched her arms and legs as she yawned. She continued to read and there as the minutes ticked by, she felt the onset of sleep beckoning to her.
She yawned again.
Sleep.
She needed sleep.
She left her books on the table and prepared for bed. She stood there, by her bedside clad in only her pajamas. She blinked as she looked at her queen-sized inviting bed. She really should sleep…
But as she remembered her demon, she hesitated.
"Dreams aren't real…They can't hurt me." she told herself, "Just think happy thoughts and there would be no bad dream."
A moment later, she found herself within her bed, convinced.
xxxxx
Argilla moaned as she felt a warm and wet sensation on her neck. She fluttered her eyes awake and froze as she once more registered that her demon had returned to her. She looked at him and saw that he was completely nude, straddling her, his soft and moist lips on her neck.
She yelped as he bit her roughly, "Ah! Stop!" she yelled at him.
He did as she asked and there, their eyes were locked upon each other's. She took her time to appreciate the surreal beauty that her demon possessed. He was a young man…He looked like he was her own age. His hair was silver, like his eyes…His eyes possessed innocence that she knew was a ruse; no demon can possess such innocence.
And his lips…were full. She felt herself being drawn to him…wanting nothing but to kiss him. His body was what any woman would desire. He was lean, fit and muscular.
He was strong.
He was handsome…seductive…
His hand caressed her face, "I want you…Be mine…"
Her throat felt very dry as she felt less anger now and more of curiosity towards him. "Who are you…? What's your name…?"
He smiled a bit as he heard her questions.
"I have no name…I am one who has always been…" he told her cryptically.
"Are you…real? Or am I just crazy?" she asked as if she were in a trance.
He smiled a warm smile at her and leaned closer to her, his legs trapping hers, "Let me make you feel just how real I am…"
Before she could respond, she found his mouth latched onto hers, kissing her passionately, ardently.
She felt lost…limp in his arms. She felt him chuckle within. His hands wandered to the buttons of her pajama top, fingering them lightly before roughly tearing the garment from her. Argilla remained there, numb, paralyzed to do or say anything.
Before she knew it, she was completely naked beneath him.
She shivered and closed her eyes, moaning as he suckled her breast, while his hand fondled her other one. A moment later, his hand traveled down to her sacred area and caressed her inner folds expertly.
She gasped, woken from her trance. What was she doing!? Why was she letting him do this to her!? Feeling her anger rise, overshadowing her lust for this man…this demon, she mustered all of her strength and pressed her palms on his chest, pushing him away, "Stop it! Get away from me!"
The demon glared at her as he sat up, displeasure written all over his face, "You're making this difficult." he told her firmly.
She glowered at him, "Get out…Or I'll call the police."
He laughed at that, "No mortal can interfere. Now…just let me…"
She slapped him, "Get away from me!"
He growled at that and grabbed her hands, still unfazed by her slap. He felt nothing; it did not sting. After all, who was she compared to someone such as he? He had always been there; he had always existed. As long as women's desires existed, he existed.
As long as they dreamed…as they lusted…as they craved and coveted the flesh…he would always be there.
But it wasn't always true…Desire and lust weren't what attracted him to her…No. It had been the complete opposite. She was pure…chaste…strong…and a believer of God.
She had strong morals and values…
He licked his lips, how he would enjoy releasing her from such responsibilities…
She shoved him again but he didn't move. Instead, he could feel his lust for her intensify. His silver eyes now glowed red, fangs emulating from his pearly-white teeth and he growled, "Don't make this difficult Argilla." he warned.
The woman beneath him shivered as she beheld him, "W-what…are you…?"
He grinned as he bared his fangs at her, "Someone you had been lusting after…"
"What!?"
"You've dreamed about me for too long a time…"
"Is…is this a dream…?"
"Perhaps…perhaps not."
Argilla's heart pounded relentlessly within her chest and there she sat up and pushed him away. He had let her. He stood in front of her while she staggered towards the door, "Please go. I…"
She suddenly blinked; he was gone!
Where did he go?
"Right here." he whispered seductively, his arms around her naked waist from behind. She let out a strangled cry, her fingernails digging into his skin. Wait; was this even real…? Did he have skin…?
Her hair began to stand on one end as he whispered once more, "Give in…You know you want to…You've always wanted to…Now, I'm here…Be mine…"
She moaned loudly as he suckled her neck. She wanted so much to believe his words…She was falling…falling within his trap…No!
Lust…was a sin! And if she had understood anything of what he had said…then…He was…
She struggled against him, "No…! Let go!"
She looked at his arms around her and saw that it was not there. And yet, she could feel him. She could feel him pressing against her from behind; she could feel him suckling on her neck! And yet, she could not see him!
Her heart pounded uncontrollably. This…this wasn't a dream! He was…he was a monster.
"You…! You sick fucker! G-get away from me!" she screamed.
He growled, "Don't make me force you, maiden…" as he slammed her on the wall, "I've taken countless of women…younger…older than thee…"
She yelped as he slammed her roughly. Suddenly, she found herself lifted off the ground. Her eyes widened as she saw herself above the floor, almost on the ceiling. She let out a strangled breath, "Get me down…!"
At her command, he complied. She plummeted down and there landed on her bed. As soon as she did, did she feel a heavy force on her; a force that she could only feel but not see.
"I don't want you…! Get out…!"
She suddenly felt his hot and wet tongue on her ear, licking it, "But it matters not…I want you…"
Argilla's blood ran cold as she saw her legs being parted, being lifted. She could feel his hands on her thighs and she could feel his thick organ right by her entrance. She shivered again and struggled, tossing and turning her body uncontrollably. She froze however as he pressed himself against her, pinning her body. Her hands were pinned by either sides of her face by invisible hands.
"Please…" she whispered.
He laughed, "Please what…?"
"Please don't."
He didn't reply and instead, showed himself to her once more. Their eyes met, "I want you Argilla. I shall have you."
She felt him enter her forcibly before she could respond. She screamed. He laughed and grabbed her legs as he thrust within her tight and inexperienced body. Her blood flowed from the torn flesh and he sniffed the air, smelling the fragrance of her sweet and intoxicating blood.
Argilla cried, her tears flowing out as the demon above her continued to ravage her.
After what seemed like an eternity, he spilled his seed within her. He laughed as she convulsed. Aah…She felt it; he knew. She felt the pleasure…She felt pleasure that no mortal could feel from another mortal…
He leaned down on her, looking at her exhausted beautiful face, caressing it gently. He kissed her again, gently, and whispered against her lips, "It needn't be this way…Be mine…" he said again.
She suddenly found him gone from her but she felt him whispering to her ear; he was kneeling by her bedside, "I shall return tomorrow night…my love…"
xxxxx
And he did just that…
He had returned to her…every given night…
She cried. She had moved away from where she had stayed…She had transferred to another university with hopes of him disappearing from her life. But he did not let her go. He would appear to her whenever she would close her eyes and sleep…
At first, it had been whenever she would sleep and retire for the night…But then, it became often…Too often.
He would appear to her whenever she would take a short nap…
Or when she would doze off…
And in each time that he would appear…he would have her at his mercy. He would have his way with her. And it wasn't that she didn't fight either. She had done everything to fend him off…Even approach the church. She had had her house blessed…and had even resorted to charms and amulets…
But nothing could keep him from her…
Then, she had resorted to medication…Medication that allowed her to sleep peacefully…but he would always be there, throwing the serene world into that of chaos…
"Hey. You okay?"
She turned and smiled, "I'm fine Heat."
He smiled, "Don't doze off…You're wandering again."
She chuckled. She had been thankful that she had met him…He had been her classmate from her classes…and had become her friend…And now, just recently, did she realize that she had fallen in love with him…She was happy that he too had felt the way she did…
They had been together for months now…
But…she had not told him of her problems…The problem that she had had at night was kept secret from him. She didn't want to lose him. She didn't want him to think that she was crazy…
That was why…she had never once allowed him to spend a night with her…She had always told him that she had wanted to wait until they married before they would consummate their relationship.
They were studying for an exam that night and were almost done. The sun had long set and the night was beginning to get late.
Heat stood and held out his hands to her, "Come on. I'll take you home."
She nodded, "Alright."
Half an hour later, she found herself on her porch with him beside her. She looked into his red eyes and there kissed him. His hands held onto her waist tightly as he slanted his face closer to hers, kissing her arduously.
Their tongues danced and caressed one another passionately…
Then suddenly…Argilla saw a flash of silver eyes. She stiffened in his arms. He pulled away and looked at her with concern, "What's wrong…?"
She smiled weakly at him, "No…nothing…It's just…I'm just nervous about tomorrow…That's all."
He nodded and smiled, caressing her cheek, "Yeah. Well, we'll ace it. Don't worry." He chuckled, "Well, why don't you get some sleep hm? You need it."
She nodded, "Alright."
With a chaste kiss, he had left her. She waved at him as he drove away. She entered her house and closed the door, locking it. She sighed; sleep…? She didn't want to…If she could help it…she would never sleep again.
She never wanted to see him again…
Half an hour later, she found herself in her bed. She narrowed her eyes. Tonight…she would converse with him…She would not be his toy.
She closed her eyes…
xxxxx
She lay on her side and there once more, she felt him embrace her, her face buried against his bare chest.
His hands held her to him. He said nothing…but it would seem that she wanted to tell him something.
"I don't want this anymore." she told him bravely.
"…"
"I want you to leave…"
She suddenly found herself on her back, with his eyes on her. He looked at her with firm eyes, "I don't want to…"
Argilla narrowed her eyes, "Why me…?"
He kissed her; not answering her question. She whimpered in his mouth and tightened her muscles. But before she could struggle, she found herself paralyzed. She couldn't move a strand of her hair.
He pulled back and traced her face within his long and slender finger, "I want to be with you…Always…"
Her heart beat erratically as she heard him and she suddenly choked out her response, "This can't…go on…I…I have a life…"
He blinked and cupped her face, "Then leave it…"
"What?"
"Come with me."
Argilla's eyes wanted to pop out of their sockets, "Come…with you?"
He smiled tightly, "Yes…Come with me…You'd never have to grow old. You would never get ill…You would never have to die…"
She once more felt herself being drawn…but she shook her head, "I don't feel anything for you…I love this world. I…have someone."
His silver eyes flashed dangerously and he roughly grabbed her, "I'm the only one you have! I'm the only one you'd love…!"
She growled, "I'd never love a…a monster…!"
He suddenly grabbed her neck and squeezed, pulling her towards him, "I'll be the only one you'll ever think of! No one else!"
Taking advantage of her distracted state, he quickly plunged his stiff organ within her. His sharp hands that now turned into reptile claws tore at her skin as he continued to constrict her. Her mouth hung agape, trying her best to breathe when she suddenly found something else lodged within her mouth, thrusting it in and out within her wet mouth without reserve.
She whimpered.
The incubus laughed as he saw her gagging, unable to speak as he lodged his serpentine tail within her mouth.
Ah yes…She hadn't yet seen what he really looked like…She didn't know what laid beneath his devilishly handsome appearance.
He continued to intensify his thrusts as the seconds ticked by, both his tail and his engorged member, making his maiden, his lady, whimper and cry in anguish and utter discomfort. A moment later, he came within her.
He disappeared from her and reappeared by her bedside, looking at her as she continued to cough and pant.
She looked at him, at his beautiful nude body but something caught her eyes. There, patting her floor patiently was his tail. It was a long and slender tail; it was slick and smooth, containing no fur or any strand of hair. She stiffened and scooted away from him, "You…you really are…a devil…!"
He looked at her sadly but then blinked it away and grinned, "Just say the word milady and I can be whatever you want me to be…Even him." he said silkily, emphasizing on the word "him".
Argilla stiffened as she saw that she did not look upon her incubus' silver hair and eyes but the appearance of her love…
"Heat…"
A moment later, he returned to his previous appearance, his tail now gone, "Or I can remain to be in this form…Whatever you choose…Argilla…"
She grabbed the blanket and pressed it to her chest, "W-why are you…doing all of this…for me…?"
He walked over to her and then disappeared and reappeared beside her. She was startled and attempted to scoot away from him but he held her firmly, "Because…I love you."
She narrowed her eyes, "A demon can't feel love."
He pressed her chest against his as he pulled her to him, letting her straddle his kneeling form, "I do." he replied in a husky voice.
"I love you…"
She growled, "I hate you!"
"You don't mean that…" he said, smiling, "You want me. That's why I come to you night after night…I can feel your desire for me."
Argilla snarled, "Lust is different from love!" She struggled against him but he held her still, "I don't even know your name!"
He chuckled, "So, if I give you my name, you'd agree to be mine and love me?" he asked.
"I would never love you!" she exclaimed painfully, getting annoyed with him.
He kissed her again, ceasing her vexing speaking and a moment later, he pulled away, running his hands, his human hands, through her silky pink hair, "You'd change your mind soon enough."
A moment later, she was alone once more.
She closed her eyes, rubbing them and then opened them once more. She blinked and looked at her clock.
It was 5 am.
She blinked; it was time to get up. She looked at herself and saw her torn clothes. Her dreams…and reality…were colliding. It didn't used to before…but now…they were overlapping.
She couldn't believe what she had heard from her incubus though. He was…in love with her? She frowned; there had to be a way for her to make him leave her.
'If he loves me…then…maybe he'd fall out of love with me too.'
xxxxx
She squealed as she pounced on Heat, wrapping her legs around his waist as he held her, "What's with you?"
"I'm just happy that test is over!" she sighed in relief, burying her face at the crook of his neck.
"Uh huh." he replied, "Well, come on. Down you go; you're giving me ideas." he told her suggestively.
She blushed and got off of him, "Oh…I'm sorry…"
The two had gone to celebrate…The semester was coming to an end. An hour later, they once more found themselves on her porch, with him kissing her goodnight.
She turned to leave when he stopped her, holding her hand, "Hey…" he began gently.
"What is it?" she asked, curious as she read his eyes; they were filled with tension.
"We have to talk." he told her firmly. Argilla's face became ashen. What was wrong? She opened her door for him, "Come inside."
A moment later, the two found themselves seated at her dining table. Argilla looked at him, "What's wrong?"
He said nothing but held her hand tightly in his, "Argilla…I…"
"What?"
"Marry me."
Argilla blinked; what? What did he say?
She stiffened, "What?"
He pulled his chair closer to hers so that they faced one another, "Marry me." he repeated.
She smiled but then frowned, "Heat…don't you think that we're…being too fast?"
He shook his head, "I don't believe so Argilla…I've known you for months now…Almost a year. We've been through a lot…I know you inside and out. And I know, that I want to be with you."
Argilla smiled, "Heat…I would love nothing more…than to marry you."
"Then…?"
She nodded, "I'll marry you…But…"
"But?" he asked, nervous about her addendum.
She smiled, "I want to marry you as soon as possible…I want to marry you tomorrow."
He blinked; was she serious? She saw the skepticism on his face and she immediately kissed him, reassuringly, "I want to marry you tomorrow Heat. Tomorrow." she whispered.
He returned her smile, "Tomorrow it is then…"
xxxxx
Argilla said and did nothing as her demon ravaged and violated her. She was feeling nothing but lust and pleasure…But she knew full-well what she was doing. The day after, she would marry Heat. It was a holy sacrament that would bind man and woman together…
He would be there to protect her.
Even her incubus would have no choice but to leave her. Heat's intentions towards her were pure and chaste…while his…this demon's were foul and dirty.
If he was a lustful demon, then the chastity of love would vanquish him.
But she wasn't going to tell him that.
The demon pulled out of her but still remained on her, their faces only inches apart, "You are willing tonight…Why?" he asked, doubt lacing his words.
She looked at him, upon his handsome face, sourly, and replied dryly, "Would it really have made a difference if I struggled?"
He blinked, "No."
She snorted. He embraced her, chuckling, "You're mine…aren't you…?" he asked happily as he embraced her tightly.
She said nothing but just nuzzled her face on his chest, 'Goodbye demon…This is our last night together…'
xxxxx
Argilla smiled as Heat inserted the ring on her delicate and slender finger while the priest was reading to them…
The ceremony had gone smoothly…and before she even knew it, she had felt his warm lips on her own…
Their marriage had been sealed…with a chaste and pure kiss.
xxxxx
She had been tired. She had done too many things that day…Now, still in her white dress, she couldn't help but close her weary eyes…It wouldn't take long…She just needed to rest her eyes…
Her husband was still conversing with their friends; the friends whom they had invited to their small wedding, to act as their witnesses.
But nonetheless, Argilla felt exhausted…She didn't know why but she felt…drained.
She closed her eyes.
She opened them again and there met her demon lover's eyes. He was angry. "You're married." he deadpanned.
She frowned, "What of it?"
He growled and seized her arms, "You're mine…!"
She struggled against him vainly, "I'm not yours…! I belong to Heat now! He's my husband! Not you! He's the only one…allowed to be within me!"
The demon was taken aback by what she had said and there, let her go.
She blinked once more and was met by her husband's concerned face, "Hey…you okay?"
Argilla blinked, "Heat…?"
He chuckled, "You dozed off again." he told her, amused at her quaint antics, kissing her chastely on the lips.
"I have…?" she asked him, smiling a bit, "Well, I'm just making sure I'm all set for tonight…" she said suggestively.
He chuckled, "I'll hold you to that."
xxxxx
Argilla looked at herself in the mirror. This was the night…This was the night that she had been fantasizing about since she had met Heat. Now, it was going to be a reality.
She nodded in approval. Her hair had been unbound and was let loose. She wore a thin white silk robe and nothing else.
She smiled at herself. Tonight, purity and love would reign.
She walked out of the lavatory and walked into his bedroom. Yes, she had decided to move in with him. Now that they were husband and wife, it was all the more appropriate.
She looked at him and saw him sitting on the bed, looking at her with a smile on his face. She returned his smile and walked over to him, stopping in front of him, in between his parted legs. He was wearing a black robe…and she was guessing that he wasn't wearing anything within it either.
Heat looked up at her standing form in front of him and there let his hands encircle her waist and pull her to him.
She complied. A moment later, she sat on his lap.
She giggled, "Heat…"
He smiled warmly at her, his red ruby eyes penetrating hers, "You don't know how long I've waited for this…Argilla…"
The smile disappeared from her face, her body heating up as she continued to gaze upon his red eyes…She suddenly began to lean down. She closed her eyes and so did he. Their lips and tongues met.
They kissed one another with urgent fervor…neither hesitating nor reluctant.
Argilla hastily grabbed onto his robe as he did on hers. Heat growled and bit her lips roughly, drawing blood as he felt his desire intensify tenfold. He grabbed onto her waist and there shoved her on the bed…
She whimpered but did nothing…This was the man she wanted to make love to…No one else.
A moment later, she felt and heard the tearing of clothing. She opened her thus far shut eyes and saw that her husband had freed both himself and her from the pathetic incarceration that their flimsy apparel had bestowed upon them.
Heat kissed her again as his hands fondled her body. She moaned loudly as she herself let her hands wander all over his hard-muscled body, marveling at the feel of his strong flesh.
Hot blood pulsed within her…Desire was beginning to overwhelm her senses…
Heat's fingers there found her inner lips…and she let him do whatever it was he pleased. Soon, his digits were plunging in and out of her without reserve. But she didn't care. Her hand had found his stiff and erect manhood. She chuckled and he pulled away.
He grinned and quickened his fingers' thrusts within her and all chuckles from her lips evaporated. Soon, she was moaning his name…
"Heat…!" she yelled as she came.
Heat smirked evilly at her, "Don't doze off…We still have a long way to go…" he reminded her.
Argilla blinked; sleep? Doze off? Those were the last things that she had in her mind at that moment. There was no way that she was going to fall asleep now.
She sucked in the air roughly as she felt his large and thick manhood penetrate her quickly. She moaned and gripped the sheets tightly in her fingers as her husband began to thrust within her in a barrage of insanely fast thrusts.
Heat buried himself up to the hilt, relishing in the feel of her warmth and tightness.
Argilla's mouth hung agape. She bucked her hips to match his thrusts. Long had she dreamed of this moment…Long had she fantasized to experience this with Heat. And now, it was here…and her demon was nowhere to be seen…
"Argilla…" Heat growled as he thrust one last time within her, spilling his hot seed within her tight passage. She herself came and screamed his name.
She blinked her eyes wearily. Her breathing slowed down as she thought of nothing but bliss…She panted, calming herself down.
She shut her eyes for a second and there opened them once more, gazing into his red eyes. She smiled and caressed his face…
The smile on her face suddenly disappeared as his appearance began to change…His fiery red hair had now changed into silver and his ruby eyes had now transfigured into sparkling silver eyes.
She screamed but was cut short as he kissed her roughly, his abnormally long tongue surging within her mouth and down her throat, gagging her.
Again, she felt his thick manhood enter her tight passage. Her eyes shot opened as she let her tears flow and cascade down her face. Her hands had balled into fists and attempted to strike him but she found herself unable.
And there…a moment later, as he continued to thrust within her roughly, his snake-like tongue gagging her still, her eyes widened as she saw him sprout out wings…Wings that resembled that of a bat's.
She screamed but was muffled by his tongue and mouth.
His wings began to flap and there a moment later, she felt herself being lifted off the ground. His strong arms encircled her waist and her back and from there, she saw that they were in midair, near the ceiling. Her hair stood on one end as she continued to scream and cry within his mouth, against him, in vain.
A moment later, she screamed again, louder than she had ever had before as she felt another intruder enter her. But no…this intruder had forced its way in between her buttocks, using her backdoor.
She groaned as the pain enveloped her. The intruder at her back port thrust within her roughly, as rough as his manhood. She felt so dry at that moment; she no longer knew what to do.
She looked downwards, at him, wanting to know what it was that had penetrated her anally and saw that it had been his tail.
She felt broken then, as he continued to toy with her, relishing in her pain.
She wanted to die at that moment as she felt both his manhood and his tail continued to pummel her without mercy, without remorse.
And then, a moment later, she felt him come.
A second later, she was dropped onto her bed, the remainder of his essence spewing at her chest and legs.
She cried, "Heat…!!" she screamed, "Heat…! Where are you!?"
The demon, with his wings still flapping, slowly came back down, landing on his feet demurely, gracefully and now walked over to her, with a smirk on his handsome face, "He won't be able to help you."
"What have you…done with him!?" she growled.
He shook his head, "Nothing."
"Liar!"
He shook his head, "I'm not that devil Argilla…That's different. I'm not in charge of lies…See for yourself…" he said pointing to the floor beside the bed. Her eyes widened; there was her husband, asleep.
She looked back at him, "But…I gave myself to him! You…you should be gone…!"
He chuckled as he advanced towards her, "Aa…you were planning on using chastity and love against me?"
"…"
He laughed, "Foolish girl…That probably would have been effective; provided you felt no lust for him…which you did. But…aa…that wasn't even the most hilarious part…"
She stiffened; lust…Lust had been present when she had made love to Heat…Her plan had backfired. But wait; there was more!?
"You didn't notice…But…It hadn't been him to whom you had given yourself to…"
She paled, "No…It…it can't be!" she stammered, tears beginning to stream down her face.
He walked over to her and grabbed her arms and dragged her out of the bed, "Oh yes it is…It had been me." he grinned at her, "You two had fallen into the spell of sleep as soon as you two had set foot into this room…I knew of your plan woman. But aa…I had to convince you…that you too possessed lust…Can't you see it…? Even in the face of chastity and love, you chose lust…"
"You chose me…instead of him." he told her with a content smile on his face.
She cried once more, casting her face down.
He tilted her chin upwards so that their eyes met, "That is why I would never leave you…I know what you feel for me…"
She growled suddenly and backed away, holding Heat to her bare chest, "I love Heat…! I would never leave him."
He smirked, his silver eyes glinting at hers evilly, "You would."
"Never!"
As soon as she uttered that word was the moment that he had changed his appearance.
Argilla's eyes widened as her heart beat faster than it had ever had before.
She appraised the demon in front of her…He was…hideous.
His skin was scaly and dark, he stood on two legs but his feet had hooves. His tail and wings were still present…and his face…His face was a cross between a human being and that of a goat.
He cackled, "Come now milady, staring is rude…!"
She looked at his claws and saw them clench and unclench.
"W-what do you want?"
He suddenly held out his claw to her, "Come with me…" he spoke in devilish tone, his voice no longer that of a human's but of a monster.
She cowered in fear and held her sleeping husband against her, "Never!"
The demon snarled, "Come with me or he dies!"
She narrowed her eyes, "You can't kill him…!"
He growled, "Did you forget that he is asleep…? He is within my realm…Hahaha…But if you insist…" he suddenly clenched his claw in front of her and Heat immediately began choking.
Argilla realized what was going on; he was choking her husband in his sleep!
"Stop!" she screamed, "Stop…stop…stop…" she sobbed over and over again.
She closed her eyes tightly. A moment later, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder. She opened her eyes once more and there beheld, once more, the handsome features of her silver-haired lover, "Come with me…"
She looked at his hand and contemplated deeply. His voice roused her from her thoughts, "Come with me…if you wish for this pitiful human to live." he told her gruffly.
Argilla looked back at Heat, her heart tightening at a most painful way. Why…? Why did things turn out this way…?
She was posed with the hardest decision…If she had said yes, then…she would never see Heat again…She would not know of what will become of her…but at least, he would be alive. But if she refused, there would be no other reason for her demon-lover to keep Heat alive.
"If…If I come with you…you should never harm him…" she said, sobbing a bit.
He nodded, "Alright. I vow it."
She cried again and there embraced her sleeping husband, embracing him tightly…one last time.
"Come." her handsome demon-lover spoke firmly.
She raised her head and looked at him.
The demon held out his hand once more and there, she slowly took it. He pulled her gently to her feet and there caressed her crying face, touching her drooping cheeks tenderly, before kissing her passionately…gently.
She shivered within his hold and he encircled her waist within his strong arms, pulling her to him tightly. Her hands pressed themselves on his chest and there…slowly returned his kiss…
A moment later, he pulled back and grinned, "The pact is sealed…Come…"
Argilla blinked away her tears and there, began to walk away, her hand still in his, following his lead. As she took more steps, she turned and looked at Heat one last time, "Goodbye…Heat…I love you…"
And with that, she had vanished.
xxxxx
Heat awoke to a nice and warm feeling. He opened his eyes and saw that he was on the floor. He shook his head, what had happened?
He smiled though as he remembered that he was married.
He looked for his wife and there saw her on the floor, beside him. He smirked; maybe she was in the mood for a lovemaking session in the morning.
Well, there was only one way to find out.
He touched her shoulder, "Hey…Wake up…"
He chuckled as she didn't budge, still deeply asleep.
He took in her appearance and raised an eyebrow; she was naked and slept on her back, a cute pout on her lips. He blinked; she started the fun without him the other night? He grinned; well, it was all the more reason for him to claim payback today…
He lightly shook her again and said her name louder.
No response.
"Come on Argilla. This isn't funny. Wake up. You owe me for last night." he finished, chuckling.
No response.
He looked at her again and took in her pale appearance. His heart stopped and there, he checked her pulse. Nothing. He then checked her heartbeat.
Nothing.
He wasted no time and dialed the paramedics. As he waited, he tried in vain to resuscitate her but his efforts were all but for naught…
She was gone…
Tears filled his eyes and he buried his face in his hands. What had happened…? How had she died…?
"Argilla…" he said painfully.
"Why did you do this to me…?" he asked, sobbing angrily. He was angry at her…he was angry at himself.
Why hadn't he noticed that she had had a problem…? Why didn't he try to help her…?
And now…she was gone…He would never see her again; she would never smile at him again…Ever. His chance to live that life with her, to brave the world with her…would never come to pass…
"Argilla…"
xxxxx
FIN
A/N:
Incubus and Succubus: They are said to be the offspring of Satan and Lillith, the first wife of Adam before Eve, who was hungry for power and was overly lustful.
While incubi are supposed to be seductive, they can also be forceful. In fact, in most incubus attacks, the women were raped and impregnated.