Chapter 8

WARNING! WARNING! There is still no lemon OR lime, but there are more mature... tense, situations up ahead. Also, a lot of explanation, about 212 words of it, in fact... Don't read if you have just woken up, haven't had your morning wake up call, or can't solve this equation (222 + 1001)

... Because if you can't your brain is at danger of imploding! WARNING!WARNING!

"Harry? Is something wrong?" Harry glanced down nervously. Sebastian beckoned him to the bed, and wrapped his arms around him.

D.V sat on the softest, biggest pillow, and dozed off, gently kneading the pillow.

"I don't know. I don't know what's wrong with me! I'm scared and worried. I feel like I'm not human anymore..." He cried out, burying his face into Sebastian's chest. "I can see better, hear better, and smell better. I don't want to eat any food, I don't want to sleep. I'm not thirsty. I just don't want to do any of the things I need to do to even be alive, and it's perfectly fine!" Sebastian slowly smoothed down Harry's hair, calming him down.

"I'm not in the least sick. My body is just continuing to function normally. Like I don't need those things." Harry glanced up at Sebastian, face flushed in embarrassment as he stared at him.

"And for the strangest reason, right now, I really want you to..." Harry paused and mumbled. "...You'll find me freakish, but..."

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, smirking. He leaned down, pushing Harry down on the bed and tilted his head, putting his face in the croak of his neck. He nuzzled it affectionately, and lightly grazed his sharp teeth against it.

"Do you want me to bite you?" He purred, a satisfied tone lingering in his voice. Harry shuddered as Sebastian retreated back.

"I'll explain it to you. Be good, and don't interrupt, no matter how strange you may find it." He grinned.

"You and I are a very powerful kind of... wizards would classify us as 'creatures'... that don't need to eat physical food, or sleep, or drink. We only need one thing, and that'll keep us satisfied for a long, long time. We have certain animals that we strongly bond to, and the behaviour of that animal will always reflect our personalities in one way or another. Very similar to the a wizard patronus and animagus.
Our true form always has some resemblance to that animal.
We are very strong, can't be killed by ordinary means, are naturally attractive, are perfectly healthy and fit, and very highly magical. We are beings of magic.
You're a certain type of Demon, which in Hell is very rare. You're submissive. You can mate. Demons can't stand other demons, but a submissive is an exception to that rule. They are the exception to many rules. When a dominant finds a submissive in heat, they begin a courtship. When the Submissive is satisfied that the dominant can support, protect, feed and fully satisfy them, the submissive lets the dominant bite them, claiming them as their own.
It's demon marriage.
But if a submissive wanted more time, the dominant could do a less permanent and noticeable mark, an engaged, per se."

"What? Demons...?" Harry stared blankly at Sebastian's smug face. "I...I need proof before I believe any of that."

Sebastian grin never faltered.

"How else would you justify why all these things are happening? Nevertheless, you are my mate, and I will soothe your worries. And I know just the way to do that." Sebastian ran his sharp canines across his shoulder, and Harry gasped.

"W-why don't you j-just s-show me y-you're a Demon t-then?" Sebastian sighed, looked Harry in the eye, and grinned. His eyes seemed to just glow, and he rolled up his sleeve. He showed Harry a pentagon, dull and purple. When his finger traced it, it seemed to suddenly flush with a bright purple.

"This is a contract seal, a Faustian contract, or, in reality, a collar. It binds me to someone as a servant. If do everything I can to complete their desire, in return, when it's been accomplished, I get something from them." "Why don't you just show me your true form? That would definitely prove it. " Sebastian became still and silent. Red dusted his cheeks.

Bwhaha~!

Yet again, I apologize. I have gone back AGAIN and fixed up mistakes and added scenes and taken out things. Nothing major, just makes things flow more smoothly.

I also apologize for my tardiness and laziness. I have more then enough time to do this, I'm just always procrastinating... Damn family genes.

I also think Sebastian and Harry are OOC (Out of character), and I don't know what I can do to fix it. As the writer, I'm my own critic. Also as the writer, I'm just more... aware of what I'm writing.

~Dread