Demons

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Summary: Rivetra Week 2014 Prompt Day 3

Petra ripped off the gardening gloves and threw them down in disgust. "I give up!"

"Did you murder another plant?" Came her husband's voice from behind.

"Why am I so bad at this?" Petra cried out, gesturing to the poor, dried up sunflower plant. She had been so happy when it grew tall and green and strong. But, without having even sprouted one flower, it had started to become brown as summer came to an end. No matter how hard she tried, she could not save it.

"Why does it even matter?" Levi asked, following her into the kitchen. "You've never cared about gardening before."

Petra sipped from the glass of water. "It's not about gardening specifically. I just hate failing. I could accept it if I knew what I did wrong but I did everything right! Stupid bastard died on me anyway!"

"Petra."

It was then she noticed the intense way he was eyeing her.

"I'm hungry."

"You ate this morning." Her heart skipped a beat. Of course. How could she have forgotten? That time of the year was here already.

Levi closed the gap between them, one hand sneaking under her dress, stroking her leg, and the other one tilted her chin up. "I'm hungry," he repeated against her lips, eyes glowing red.

Demons had walked the Earth for many millennia but had only truly revealed their existence one hundred seven years ago. The succubi and incubi had been the thing of myths. Mysterious, evil creatures that preyed on humans. Seductive beings that lured naive humans away, corrupting them with lust and devouring the life energy of their prey. As the humans continued to make technological improvements at an exponential rate, the succubi and incubi had come out of the shadows of their volition in order to control the narrative, rather than being exposed and vilified by the fearful humans.

Thanks to modern science, the myth that the demons were supernatural creatures was mostly dispelled, revealing them to be just another species. Despite the fact it was scientifically proven the incubi and succubi weren't evil creatures of hell, a civil war had broken out between those who accepted them and those who thought they should be exterminated. Seventy years had passed since then and demons had become widely accepted, more or less.

Petra felt her heart rate rise as her husband continued to tease her in her most sensitive spot while gently kissing her. She let him lead her to the dining table, legs weak and trembling. Without breaking eye contact, he knelt before her as she leaned back against the table, sliding his hands up her dress to pull her panties off, tossing them aside them. Then his lips were on hers again, his tongue probing for entrance. A whimper escaped her when he slipped his tongue in her mouth, kissing her fiercely. She felt herself growing so wet just from that hot, wild kiss. She moaned, clutching him tightly.

Her skin tingled everywhere his hands touched her. Petra inhaled air loudly when he pulled his lips back, moving to nibble her ear next until her face was flushed. He moved down to her neck, licking and sucking her flesh as his fingers rubbed her inner thigh, painfully close to where she wanted him to touch her.

Petra felt her nipples harden even more when he breathed on her shoulder, taking one of the laces between his teeth and pulling, untying it. Working quickly yet somehow also agonizingly slowly, he untied the one on the other shoulder. When he moved the dress down to her midsection, revealing her bare breasts, the crimson in his eyes seemed to glow brighter at the sight of the pert, pink nipples.

Levi wasted no time guiding her to lie back and enclosing his mouth around her breast, sucking enthusiastically. His tongue played with her nipple and she moaned, loving the feeling of his hot tongue caressing her flesh. Then he turned his attention to the other nipple, lavishing it with just as much love. Petra gasped when he began leaving open mouth kisses on the underside of her breasts before nuzzling his head between them, biting lightly, all the while his hands move up and down her thighs, driving her crazy. "Levi," his name out in almost a whine as the ache between her legs became too much.

He hummed, understanding and acknowledging her plea, kissing her face a few times before moving his arms under her knees, hands gripping her hips and moving his head to the apex of her thighs.

Petra slapped a hand to her mouth, embarrassed by the sounds that came from her as her husband kissed her and licked her. He continued to pleasure her with his mouth for a few minutes. Then he added a finger, then another. She squirmed on the table. All she could think about was how amazingly good it felt, what his tongue was doing to her clit. She let out a muffled moan and sigh when she came.

Levi unzipped his pants and pulled her closer. Instead of teasing her slowly with his tip like she expected, he pushed himself in hard and faster, sending a sweet shock down her spine. He increased his pace with every thrust, fingers digging into her hips. Breath hot and heavy, he growled against the base of her throat and she held onto to him tightly, whimpering.

She loved how his cock filled her, loved him moving in her as she rode out her orgasm. It wasn't long before she felt herself building up to another climax. Hands gripping his hair, she arched her back as he played with her breasts, his rough hands feeling wonderful on her delicate skin. The second time she came, he followed soon after. Petra was glad she was already lying on the table, body feeling weak in the best way. She made a soft sound when he pulled out, missing the feeling.

"Are you full?" Petra finally managed to ask.

"Yes," Levi said, brushing some hair from her face and tucking it behind her ear. "Is there something you want to eat? Waffles with chocolate sauce and whip cream?" He guessed before she could answer, lips twitching.

"Yes, please." For most of the year, he only needed to feed two or three times a week. But now he was consuming her sexual energy multiple times a day, leaving her feeling depleted thus requiring a ton of calories and rest to restore her energy.

"Do I have to?" Levi groaned from the other side of the couch, giving her a relaxing foot rub.

"Yes, it's my father's birthday. I'd like for you to be there. I know you're not thrilled but you only see him a few times a year." She herself met her father many more times, not as much as she would have liked but with her career in the city and his retirement in the town on the outskirts, it was difficult to make time.

"But he gets so awkward around me, and sometimes I'll catch him looking at me weirdly. He doesn't like that you married an incubus instead of a human man."

Having grown up in a tiny town, her father's views on demons were still somewhat outdated, having been influenced by the false information that had been pounded into his head as a child. "He gave us his blessing to get married, didn't he?" Petra pointed out.

"I guess. But I can't promise any patience with his friends."

Levi liked to complain endlessly about how humans had maligned the incubi and succubi as degenerates that skipped around half-naked, wearing skimpy, stupid, and not to mention incredibly inconvenient outfits. "It's food. You eat food every day," he had said once. "Sex happens to be our source of nutrition. It's not our fault it holds a different meaning to your kind so you create some weird twisted fantasy of us based on your own misconceptions."

Unfortunately, some of her father's neighbors and friends were the types that believed in the nonsense humans sprouted about demons out of ignorance.

Petra was just glad her father's birthday was still weeks away. Had it been just three weeks earlier, it would have landed at an unfortunate time.

Each demon had his or her own "time of the year." Which Petra always thought seemed like "time of the month" for humans females. It was the time when the demons' hunger increased exponentially, also the best time for conception. Unlike with human females whose bodies dropped the egg thus making it the least likely time to get pregnant, the eggs and sperm of the succubi and incubi respectively were the healthiest and strongest during their "time of the year." It usually lasted anywhere between five and ten days and was the best chance of getting pregnant.

Incubi and succubi were incapable of conceiving children together. Only the union between humans and demons could help propagate the latter's species. But even then there was no guarantee. She and Levi had been married for four years and she knew he was more than ready to be a father. Petra hated the disappointment in his face the previous two years when the pregnancy test result came out negative. She wanted to be a parent just as badly as he did.

Although, while she hoped to conceive this year, she didn't want his extreme hunger to last longer than five days. Last time it happened it had been exhausting, not to mention a pain to walk or even sit.

Her thoughts were interrupted when Levi brought her foot up and began kissing it, making her laugh as his warm breath tickled her, causing her toes to curl. The crimson glow of his eyes told her he wasn't just teasing her, he wanted to eat. A shiver went down her spine, thinking about how he fed on her pleasure, that her sexual satisfaction sated his hunger.

His lips brushed her ankle, skating up and down her shin, his breath causing goosebumps to break out across her skin. Sitting up and gripping her other leg, he yanked her forward with ease and she gasped. The book fell from her hands when he kissed her. His tongue licked her and explored her mouth as his hands unbuttoned her jean shorts. Levi broke the kiss and tugged her shorts and underwear. She lifted her hips then legs to help him take them both off at once. His fingers ducked under her blouse, rubbing her sides. It was almost ticklish, and she couldn't help but giggle and whimper at the feeling. Levi blew a hot breath against her neck, causing her nipples to bead. He growled, the sound vibrating against her chest as he ate her pleasure.

When his fingers found their way to her clit she closed her thigh, rubbing herself against his hand. "Open up," Levi commanded, voice rough, and she obeyed. She clawed at the sofa as he continued to finger her. A minute later she removed her blouse, not wearing a bra.

Petra shivered. It felt so erotic, her body was completely exposed and vulnerable while her husband remained fully clothed. She couldn't help the pleasured sounds she made as he continued to touch her, tease her, with his fingers and his tongue. Levi stopped briefly, admiring her naked form before standing. Petra could feel her heart beat fiercely against her chest, the sweet ache between her legs becoming stronger as she watched him undress. Her eyes raked in his toned body, wanting nothing more than to become one with him.

As soon as he was on top of her she yanked him closer, kissing him greedily, rubbing her soft, plush breasts to his firm chest and earning a groan. Levi slid an arm under her and guided her up the sofa until her upper back hit the arm. "Turn over," he murmured, biting her nipple lightly before moving back to help her flip over.

Hands bracing the arm of the sofa, on her knees, Petra swallowed thickly, heart galloping from erotic anticipation. Levi positioned himself at her wet entrance. She couldn't help but cry out in joy when he finally gave her what she needed. It was intoxicating, not being able to see him, but feel him moving in her most sensitive area, the friction causing the most wonderful of sensations, and hearing his breaths and the thrusting and smacking sounds as he continued to take her from behind. Her breathing shuddered when he kissed her between the shoulder blades. Eyes closed, she lost herself to the feeling.

Levi stopped to change his position and she almost whined. His chest was hot and hard against her back, his hands covering hers, and she adjusted herself accordingly. "Ah," she gasped when he began pounding into her again, face buried in her neck.

Her body began to tremble. "L-Levi, mmn..." He kissed her ear, licking the inner grooves while reaching down with one hand to grope her breast. There was nothing in the world that could ever beat this feeling, she thought, body flushed and tingling. She sighed, feeling another wave of pleasure course through her. Her husband's movements began frantic, body heavy against her back, his muscles rippling. Levi groaned huskily when he reached his orgasm, filling her with his hot seed.

They collapsed side by side, breathing heavily, enjoying the aftermath. On one hand, Petra wanted nothing more than to snuggle in Levi's arms, having him hold her close and tight. But on the other hand, she felt overheated and wanted to shove him off the couch. Imagining the annoyed look he would give her, Petra laughed slightly.

"What's funny?"

She shook her head, giggling still.

"What? Tell me."

"No."

"C'mon, what is it?" Levi asked, his body facing hers. She relented and told him. He snorted. "It's not even funny."

"It is when I imagine it."

Levi grunted. "Keep your legs closed."

"I know," she replied, lying on her side.

A couple of minutes later, her eyelids fluttered.

"Gonna take a nap?" Levi asked, stroking her hair.

"Hmm." She was too lazy to give a verbal reply.

"Okay. I'll make you something to eat for when you wake up."

Petra lounged in the porch, listening to a podcast and enjoying the beautiful, sunny day. Legs stretched out before her, she swayed gently in the swing set. There was a gentle breeze offsetting the warm temperate. The weather was absolutely perfect and made her feel so relaxed and at peace.

Her podcast episode was interrupted by a call from her father. "Hi, Dad," she greeted cheerfully.

"Hi, sweetie," her father replied warmly. "How're you doing? When are you sending the picture?"

She chuckled at his eager tone. "I'm doing really well. We mailed a copy of the ultrasound photo to you today. You should get it tomorrow." Not much of a technology person, her father wanted one to carry around in his wallet to show off to his friends.

"How's Levi?"

"He's good. He's making me lemonade."

"Good, good. It's a hot day. Stay hydrated."

"I will." She told him about visiting the following weekend and talked some more before hanging up.

"Was that your dad?" Levi carried a pitcher of delicious looking lemonade and two glasses. He placed the tray on a small table.

"Yeah." She sat up, eagerly accepting a glass. "He's excited about the ultrasound photo." She took a drink from the glass. Perfect level of lemony tart and sweetness. She nestled into her husband's side as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, enjoying the cool drink in the warm weather. "Are you hungry?" The last time he had a meal was two days ago.

"No. Not at the moment. I'm good."

Petra nodded, remembering from biology class that during the gestation period the demon parent's needs slowly decreased. Around the middle of the second trimester, they mostly only started needing "snacks" as the demons liked to call them. Kisses and hugs and some sensual touches.

A friend of hers had shared many theories with her about it. She was obsessed with anything and everything demon-related and it was the reason she had become a world renown expert on them. Hange had a married an incubus herself, Erwin, who was Levi's boss and how Petra had met her. Hange and her husband were planning on having kids soon themselves so Hange had taken to informing and studying her.

Petra was very grateful for the scientist's increased presence in her life. Her father had called a few weeks ago, worried, while Hange was over and she had been glad the woman had been able to assure him that raising a succubus or incubus was just like raising a human child. Somehow they were finely in tuned with humanity's development, so they didn't start needing sexual feedings until it was the appropriate time period. The average starting age for the current time period was nineteen-years-old. Child demons only needed some sort of comforting contact to thrive. A hug, a hair ruffle, a kiss on the forehead, a hand squeeze, or even a gentle cheek caress.

It was a fascinating phenomenon which intrigued scientists like Hange, who were eager to learn more about it. To discover the mystery behind it, believing it to be something scientific that hadn't been uncovered yet while others believed it was something beyond science and couldn't be defined.

"What're you listening to?" Levi's question broke her from her thoughts.

"A podcast about mythical or supernatural creatures from around the world. I'm listening to an episode about how succubi and incubi are the origins behind the myth of vampires."

"Oh?"

"Uh-huh," Petra said and explained enthusiastically. "The strength, speed, healing, super senses, and the red eyes. The popularity of vampires shot up during a gothic heavy era when fetish and sex clubs started popping up all around and bloodletting was fairly common at such places."

Levi caught on immediately. "They saw someone with red eyes and assumed it was a blood-sucking demon."

"Naturally, your kind is everywhere so many of the elements were the same in other countries. And with globalization and international trade on the rise as well, the myth spread and grew. It's so cool, right?"

"So where did the sunlight and garlic crap come from?" He seemed genuinely curious to know.

"Don't know. Haven't reached that far into the episode yet. But I'm guessing those are the fictional elements of the myth that people made up. You wanna listen to the rest of the episode with me?"

"Sure."

Unplugging her earphones, she played the episode, snuggling into his side, sipping her lemonade and feeling content.

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