I don't own Trinity Blood, Sunao Yoshida and Kiyo Kyujo own it. :)
This fanfic is rated M for language, MxM relationships, and sexuality.
Chapter 18
"Now to scare the hell out of you," Devi snickered, creeping up onto the bed beside Krel.
He bit into his wrist, positioning it over Krel's face. Purposely he let the blood drip onto his cheek instead of his mouth.
Krel's eyes shot open. Immediately he launched himself at Devi, tackling the demon down onto the bed. He pinned those slender wrists over his head.
"Is something wrong?" Devi asked, grinning wickedly on the inside while putting on his best innocent face. It was funny how the vampire thought he really was restraining Devi when the slight demon could easily turn the tables on him.
"What were you just about to do?" Krel demanded, his breath still fast with panic.
"You said you wanted to be mine, so I was going to claim your mind. Why are you so upset?" Devi asked. He raised his hips up off the bed, pressing up against Krel. The vampire's grip loosened for a second before he grabbed tighter. He was struggling to keep hold of Devi while the demon rubbed up against him like a cat in heat.
"I said I wanted you to be mine, not the other way around! I don't want to be some soulless doll!" He shouted, gritting his teeth as his body betrayed him, making him nearly fall on top of the demon.
"Oh dear, good thing you stopped me then, heh! That would've been quite the mistake to make," Devi leaned his head up, running his tongue along Krel's parted lips.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to play with me? Your body says you do. Would be a shame to let that big boy go to waste, now wouldn't it," Devi pressed up harder, making Krel gasp as he lost control.
Devi giggled as Krel tore his robe open and slammed into his body over and over. The vortex of his soul split open, giving Devi access to his spirit. Devi drew on it, pulling as much energy as he could without killing the man. Krel collapsed beside him.
"I think you taste better when you're scared," Devi giggled.
"Master! You have to check on Sheldon! He won't stop screaming!" Someone shouted from the other side of the door.
"Devi, did you do something to Sheldon?" Krel asked, fear coming off him in waves that were so strong Devi could actually smell them.
"Who, me?" Devi asked with the most innocent look he could muster up. He smirked once Krel ran out of the room.
"Too easy," he flopped back down on the bed.
Author's Note: Devi is such a bad little thing. It's a wonder he has any friends with all the scary things he can do.
Well, that's yet another short chapter in this story. Short chapters are so much easier to keep track of. LOL