She tumbled downwards, her stomach flipping constantly. She opened her eyes just to be surrounded by swirls of black and red. I'm not, dead, she thought. Maybe she missed, maybe she was in a coma. Certainly they wouldn't try to keep her alive after what she did. She pulled herself into a ball as she continued to fall. Suddenly the red turned to black, she looked down as she was approaching a city. She paddled her arms in the air, but it was useless. She pointed her feet down as she made her decent. She was about to hit someone, or something, she couldn't tell. Whatever it was, she made her landing, her feet striking right into his lap. They both tumbled to the ground in a dim ally.
"Oh fuck, what the fuck," he growled as he landed hard on his back. Her legs slid from underneath of her and she ended up straddling him, her head bouncing into her chest. She looked up to see him flinch as something poked him in the eye. She reached up to her head. Antlers? What the hell was going on? She started to back up as they locked eyes for a moment. He had no pupils, just yellow orbs. He was wearing a black jacket with golden spikes up his neck and down his arms, two golden wings tight behind his back, horns curling over his head with a shining halo in-between them. He started at her intently, biting his lip with a look of bewilderment. "What the fuck was that, no one lands a hit on me bitch." He grabbed her by the wrist and hoisted her into the air. "You fucked up. This won't be quick."
"I don't know what the fuck is going on," she shouted back. He turned around, scanning the street for something as he gripped her wrist tighter. If she learned anything from Victor, it was how to get away from men, men just like him. One would like to think it was a kindness, but it was just a way to keep her his. She flicked her wrist around in a circle and broke his grip. She bolted down the ally, scrambling up a pile of rubble. She felt wobbly and fell. She ripped off her shoes as she crawled, revealing two cloven hooves. "Oh for fucks sake, I must be in a coma." A sudden blinding yellow light whizzed pass her and send her flying into the wall. She rolled onto her back waiting to regain her shaky vision.
He appeared again, kneeling over top of her his fanged teeth smiling across his whole face. "How did you fucking miss that." He wrapped his hand around her throat and pinned her against the wall, his other grabbing her wrist even tighter this time. "Nobody fucks with me, demon."
"Demon? I'm a demon."
"Don't fucking talk to me bitch, who the fuck do you think you are?" He loomed over her, a golden guitar was strapped to his back, the glowing light hurting her eyes. One more time, she thought. She took her free hand and jabbed her fingers into both his eyes, his head flew back as she slammed the side of her hand into his throat. She pushed off the wall and kicked both hooves directly into his groin. He dropped her and staggered backwards clutching his throat. She ran as fast as she could towards a building at the end of the ally, but the shadow appeared behind her again. He flung himself on top of her, her chin bounced off the concrete beneath her. He grabbed each wrist pinning her to the ground. She could feel her ears move back to try to listen. She could feel his breath on her neck as he leaned in close, "Who are you, do you know who I am?"
"No, I don't know who or where I am, I certainly don't know who the fuck you are," she heaved out, the weight of him hindering her breathing. He wrapped his hands around her antlers and drug her crudely into the opening of building at the end of the ally. She didn't know how to escape with those in his grasp. Once inside he slammed her on the ground again, flipping her over, his knees on either side of her. He moved his hands back to her wrists, keeping her pinned.
"Okay, shit, nobody can see this okay. I don't talk to demons. How did you do that," he asked with sincere shock. "The wrist thing?"
"I cant do it right now, if that helps you." He lifted one of her hands off the ground, she effortlessly flicked out of his grasp again. He grabbed it again, tighter.
"Do it again." She did. "Hah, well that's some shit. I learned something tonight. "Nobodies ever done anything like that to me before."
"Well, your eyes and your Adam's apple are"
"Shut the fuck up," he growled while pinning her wrist back to the ground.
"I could get away again right now, though." He grinned and leaned in closer.
"Try it." She rolled back onto her hips while he put all his focus on pressing her wrists into the ground. She gently set her hooves back on his groin.
"You really don't protect those very well." He swiveled his head between his legs and looked back at her, his mouth slightly agape. He pressed himself down on her, one of her legs getting shoved up to his front as the other remained in between him. Her eyes widened at the sexual nature of the position, he didn't seem to notice.
"Well shit, what would you do now?"
"I think I'm pretty stuck."
"Why didn't you kick me?"
"I don't see what difference it was going to make, at this point. I'm pretty tired. So I'm a demon and you're an, angel demon?"
"Just an angel," he laughed.
"And I'm in hell? Well fuck."
"Ehhhh, happens to too many of you, that's why I'm here," he smiled. "This is so weird, I can't believe I'm talking to you."
"Are you going to fuck me now?"
"Whhhhhaaaaa," he laughed in utter shock, releasing his grip as he sat up straight. "I think my dick would fall off fucking a demon."
"Sorry not trying to flatter myself, where I come from when a man drags you into a back ally, pins you to the ground, and you can feel his dick actively getting hard, you kinda make the assumption." He leaned in close to her face,
"Lots of things make me hard babe. I'm here to kill you."
"I…didn't I just die?"
"Kill you for real this time, destroy your soul." She stared back at him in awe.
"I'd go to, nothing?"
"Yeah." A smile spread across her face as she attempted to wiggle out from underneath of him. He was too shocked to stop her, "what are you doing?" She leapt up and wrapped her arms around his neck. He reached around to the back of his head and rubbed it awkwardly as a grimace came across his face.
"Thank you," she squealed as she hugged him tighter, her eyes so close to his halo. Curiosity got the best of her and she slapped at it, her hand going through it. "Its like a hologram," she said in wonder at the bright light.
"Uhh, no," he said quietly, still in shock. He placed his hand on hers, it was solid for him. "I think because you're a sinner. I dunno, this is a first for me."
"I am not a sinner," she growled, her eyes turned to his guitar with one hand still around his neck. "And this" she reached out to the neck of the guitar. "RREANGH," she shouted as it seared her hand, bright light the clang of cords echoing throughout the building. She leapt off him and ran into the shadows.
"Get your ass back here," he said softly with a hint of sympathy. She appeared sheepishly back into the dim light.
"That was really dumb," they said in unison.
"Jinx, buy me a coke," she said while fighting back tears. She glanced at her hand, it was black with large drops of blood dripping down, slapping the floor rhythmically. He smiled down at her as she looked around nervously. "I've uh, I've never made that noise before."
"Its the sound a deer makes when it's scared," he fought off a smile.
"Can we uh, hurry this along? I think this is a good way for my story to end. I'm a, deer, demon? That sounds pretty cool. Annddd, I'm going to get killed by a kind of punk rock sexy angel with a pretty…and pretty brutal guitar? I couldn't have dreamt that up. Thank you uh, she reached her left hand out awkwardly,"
"Adam," he sighed. She couldn't get a read on what was going on in his head, but his demeanor had changed.
"That's awfully biblical," she laughed. He shook his head and moved in closer.
"You're really brave." He shuffled towards her again, his breathing growing heavier.
"Uhh, what are you," before she could finish he had scooped her up and was making his way towards the back of the building, he pushed her hard against the wall and leaned into her neck.
"What was that first option you gave me, I lied, I wasn't getting hard about killing you."
"Oh no, OH NO, dude, no, we are not on the same page." He pressed into her harder and leaned into her ear with a husky voice.
"You were flirting with me."
"Not intentionally…I mean, maybe…fuck"
"I dunno the rules, I need you to say yes to this. Once I get an idea my head, I can't get it out."
"No."
"You called me sexy. Do you think I'm sexy?"
"Yes," she sighed. "I didn't mean it like, this."
"Hah, okay, I heard a yes" he said excitedly while shifting his weight.
"NO."
"Come on, we'll make each other feel really good," he pushed his chest into hers. "I've never had sex with a sin, a seamon before." She couldn't help but laugh, he shook his head and dropped it into her shoulder. "Damnit, I was trying to be respectful," he groaned while leaning his gaze towards hers. "Let me try that again. I'll make you cum so hard," he rocked his hips into hers.
"I don't do that."
"Whhaaa, he leaned back trying to follow her averted eyes with a grimacing smile on his face. "Everyone does, I don't by that."
"I don't."
"Oh come on, three things going on, you can't get yourself off because its too intense, your partner sucks, or your partner doesn't recognize the intensity and you don't feel safe."
"Are you sex therapist or something?"
"No, but back home they call me, dick master," he said leaning back towards her ear.
"That's cringy as fuck," she laughed. His face fell and he looked hurt.
"Oh."
"Hey, I got an idea, you said you follow rules right, what about deals?"
"A deal, in hell? You're off to a bang with that, I've never done it before, but yeah, what you got?"
"I let you fuck me, then you kill me."
"No. Let me try, I give you the best sex of your life and make you cum, or I kill you."
"Damn you're cocky." She didn't think his grin could get any bigger until now. "Okay, deal." She awkwardly shifted her left hand towards his, her right still dangling uselessly next to her. He grabbed her with a firm grip, a bright golden light shrouded his hand and grew up to his shoulder, purple for hers, they mixed together in a swirl and disappeared. "That was intense. I don't know what to say I think this is the least in the mood I've ever been in my life."
"I'll change that real quick babe, now, any rules? Mine's no kissing." She shook her head while staring into his golden eyes. "You sure?" She nodded. "You don't have to do a damn thing okay, just relax and enjoy." Her stomach flipped with a nervous excitement. He kept her pinned with his chest as he reached his hands down and undid her belt, pulling her pants down to her knees as she stayed suspended. He undid his belt with one hand, his cock tumbling out. Her eyes grew wide and she started to squirm.
"No, no no no, no fuck no, that is way too big dude, no way."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you're ready, I just needed to breath it was getting cramped in there. You're a badass, you're going to be okay. I don't do anything that doesn't feel good, I promise."
"A condom," she whimpered. "I don't want to get pregnant or sick."
"You can't get pregnant here, this is heaven dick babe" he smirked into her ear.
He reached his hand between her legs to discover she was already wet, he resisted the urge to point it out to her. He brushed his thumb against her clit and she jumped. "Oh, you're really sensitive, that'll make it even better soon." He gently started rubbing alongside of it, he inserted two fingers into her slowly, another reaching between her cheeks. She jumped and started scrambling as soon as he made contact with her ass. "Whoa, whoa, you okay?"
"Not there," her eyes wide with panic.
"Easy, easy, I hear you, I didn't know. Don't worry, I'm listening okay? That's why I asked about rules." He began rolling his fingers and she rolled her head back. She inched her legs up to his hips and wrapped around them. Slowly he increased the pressure and started rubbing his thumb over her clit intermittently. She bit her lip and clamped her eyes shut.
"I think I'm going to pee," she grunted as he worked inside of her harder.
"You're not going to pee, I promise, and even if you did I wouldn't care." His husky low voice and gentle touch made her feel oddly comfortable in the strangest place she'd ever been. Her brain wanted to wander, but he kept demanding it back to the feeling. He removed his fingers but continued to work her clit with his thumb. He pinned her again with just his chest as he took himself in his hand. Her eyes grew wide again. "I'll go slow, you can do this." He inserted himself, going forward just an inch at at time. She moaned and rolled her head back. "Atta girl," he grinned. He began rocking his hips, but not moving to a full thrust. "You okay?" She nodded while gripping his shoulder tightly, trying to avoid the studs running down his arms. "Work me a little bit, get used to it," he grunted into her ear as he leaned back and her weight fell on top of him. His wings moving gently to keep his balance. She placed her hand on his chest and began rolling herself slowly into him. She rocked harder and she felt a glimmer of confidence as she moved him to a spot of pleasure and pressure. He was watching her intently and grabbed her hips as soon as she began grinding that motion. He leaned her back against the wall and began thrusting slowly while keeping the pressure on that spot. "You feel so good," he moaned into her ear, then bit the tip of it gently. He grabbed her ass and pulled her into him tighter. She could feel his breath getting faster as he thrusted harder. He reached his hand up her shirt, rubbing her breast before he began twisting her nipple.
"Adam," she moaned.
"Oh fuck yeah," he started thrusting faster, bringing more direct stimulation to her clit. She felt herself starting to twitch and said to herself, he's right, I am fighting it.
"I am, scared."
"Don't worry, I'm here with you," he groaned. She felt her antlers growing larger out of her head, her front fangs shot downward. "That's hot as fuck. Okay, don't fight it, get tense with it, match its energy. Come on, I don't feel you." She strained all her muscles and wrapped her legs harder around him.
"Oh fuck Adam." She opened her eyes for a second, his were closed, his smile finally gone into a whimpering look. "Don't stop." The smile flicked back, his panting growing heavier. She flopped into his neck and bit down as the sensation overwhelmed her.
"Oh fuck yeah." The feeling rippled through every part of her, this is what she had been missing out on for so long. She stretched into it as the screaming moan flooded from her mouth, a rush of liquid splashing over both of them. As soon as she released the tension he came with such force she could feel the rush of warmth inside of her, "Good girl," he panted huskily into her ear.
"I peed.".
"You didn't pee," he laughed while pulling her in for a tight embrace. She couldn't remember the last time she had been hugged, that felt almost better than the orgasm. He gathered her in his arms, keeping him inside of her and walked backwards to a concrete post, he knelt down carefully and leaned his back against it. "Hah! We came at the same time, even better," he said with a childish excitement. She fell into his chest as her legs continued to tremble. She nuzzled into his now damp neck, just now realizing he had fur too, it was so sleek and tight. He smelled amazing, a clean refreshing comfort mixed with sweat. She looked up at him and used his head to lift herself up, her hand brushed his halo again, but this time it was solid. She gripped it tightly, it was warm and had the slightest vibration.
"Did you fuck the sinner out of me," her voice still shaky.
"I uh, well that's uh, definitely interesting," he looked up in confusion. She sat up and avoided his eye contact, not sure what to say. She reached out towards his wing and ran her fingers down it.
"You can fly?"
"I can," he smiled. "I'll take you sometime." She fiddled with one single feather. "Go ahead, pull it out." She gave it a tug and another immediately took its place. She smiled at the novelty and examined it closely, then shoved it into her pocket. "What the fuck are you doing," he laughed.
"I, I dunno I guess that's kinda weird. I like…nature and collecting little things and shit," she felt her face flush red.
"I'm not a fucking bird," his eyes wide and curious. Her stomach growled so loudly she heard a slight echo off the wall. "You gonna yack on me," he asked without much concern.
"I haven't eaten in days. It was pretty chaotic before I got here." He started patting his chest then reached down into his pants pocket. He dropped small pile of mints on his stomach in front of her.
"Sorry that's uh…all I got, I stole them from a restaurant the other day," he chuckled, "guess I belong here too." She eyed them with a hint of embarrassment, but her mouth started watering and she felt the drool dripping down her fang. She went to grab one but struggled to open it with one hand. He brushed her hand away and opened it for her, popping it seductively into her mouth. She crunched it wildly.
"This is the best fucking mint I've ever had in my life," she said wide eyed.
"Shit's better in heaven," he leaned back with satisfaction in his eyes. She shoved the wrapper back in her pocket. "Hey, flick it," he said with a smile.
"I don't litter."
"Come on." She gave it a toss in the air and he stretched out his finger, shooting a small golden light that made it burst into flames.
"That's a good party trick." He opened the next mint and popped it in into her mouth. "So, its pretty great up there huh? I really did fuck up. It just, that feels like bullshit." She threw the wrapper and he zapped it again, preparing the next for her. "I don't think I did anything wrong, and one archaic religion judges me? There should be some kind of appeals process. Like, on earth you go to court and at least get a fucking jury, but just one fucking dude decided I was wrong?" His eyes were focused hard on the ground, for the first time she saw the confidence leave his face. "Am I not supposed to talk about him or something." She eyed the next mint and he snapped back and opened it.
"No, just, don't curse him or anything. Yeah that uh, that would be a cool idea."
"Like redemption you know, go to court and face a jury, I feel like if someone listened to me, they may change their mind about who I am as a person. I threw all the good I did in my life away in 10 minutes." She felt a tear slowly roll down her cheek, he wiped it away.
"That, is a , uh, good idea, I'm, sorry. Really sorry."
"It is what it is," she sighed as she chomped the last mint. She slowly removed herself from him and got to her feet. "We going to do this now?"
"Uh, what? I made you cum! No, wait no, what? You, you, really? No!"
"Sorry, Adam, it felt really good, you were right. I think if were going on semantics here, there's a big difference between best sex of your life feeling good, vs being with someone you loved, not coerced in a dirty abandoned building in hell." He shoved himself back in his pants and crawled to his knees, while grabbing her shoulder. A grimace of fear came over his face.
"I can, I really like you, like, you just talk to me. Nobody just talks to me, I think we can get there you just have to give me a chance. You're really special, like, I don't interact with people like this ever."
"It doesn't work that way for me, I'm sorry. You like me so much and I'm so special, what's my name, Adam?" His face dropped.
"Oh, no no don't get me on technicality, please, I'm sorry, what's your name?" Panic was rising in his voice as he gripped her shoulder tighter.
"It doesn't matter now, can we just, do this, please?"
"Aw fuck," he fell back on his ass and lowered his head into his hands. "Fuck," he shouted as it echoed off the walls. He jumped to his feet and started pacing. "Please, is there anything I can do to change your mind?"
"No." He tilted his head and gave a heavy sigh, she could see his eyes moisten in the dim light. The guitar appeared on his back again with a pleasing gold glow. He got down on his knees in front of her and placed a finger under her chin. "It was nice to meet you, Adam, thanks for the good time, and thanks for this." Pain seared across his face as he moved his hand to her cheek, gripping her tightly.
"Please tell me your name." She shook her head. "Fuck," he said again, leaning his face into the top of her head. "It was really nice to meet you, too. You…did more than you'll ever know for me. Goodbye." He rose to his feet, keeping his hand gripped tightly to her. He shook her gently as he finally released his grip with a light toss. She pulled her hoodie tightly over her head and turned around. He grabbed it and gently pulled it back down. "If you don't mind, just makes it easier." He reached down and felt her neck, running his fingers ominously down the middle. "You're positive?"
"You're actually going to do it?"
"We made a deal babe, I can't have you owning my soul." She jumped at the words. His soul? He turned and walked away from her sighing heavily. She could see the eerie glow his guitar out of the corner of her eyes. He slid it off his back, turning back towards her slowly. "I hope you…get some rest." She could see the shadow of it as he raised it over his shoulder.
"Adam, wait" she turned quickly but it was too late his face exploded in horror as he tried to stop but it slammed into her neck. She screamed as she was sent skittering across the floor. It burned just like her hand, but she wasn't dead. She was engulfed in a feeling of pain and sadness as she writhed on the ground. She could vaguely see his shadow above her, but she was shrouded in glowing purple light. A dark emptiness plunged in her gut as the light slowly turned to gold.
"You fucking lied, in a deal," she heard him shout above her. The light faded as she looked up at him panting and tears streaming down her face. He placed his hand on her neck where he had struck her, a deep but dry gouge. "I hit you so fucking hard, you can't lie in a deal!" A golden collar appeared on her neck. "Oh fuck, no, no I'm going to get in so much shit." His eyes shifted with guilt at his words. A chain appeared and ticked toward him link by link. He closed his eyes tightly.
"Reposa tahis, j donas shanath taxis swell, Lucifer," the chain continued to inch towards his hand. "Reposa tahis," he yelled, anger flooding his face. It slipped into his palm, the glowing light surrounding both their bodies. She couldn't move in the pain and confusion. He tilted his head back, closing his eyes tightly with a moan. "Oh fuck that feels good," he groaned quietly. He started trembling as he looked back down at her, his mouth fell open. He reached his other hand to the chain and gently started pulling it tighter. She got to her knees, scanning his face for something. As it got taught he gave it a tug, pulling her forward. "Oh fuck, I see why they do this now." He continued to pull her closer, for a moment she fought it, but quickly discovered it was useless. She inched forward on her knees until he wrapped his hand around her head and pulled her close to his hip, running his fingers through her hair. His head tilted back with closed eyes again, she stared at him wide eyed, not knowing what was coming next. Suddenly the whole building shook with a deafening boom, she covered her ears and started to shake. Another this time filling their building with a blinding light. She got to her feet and leaned hard into his arms shaking uncontrollably. "You don't like that, huh," his voice soft and distant. "I cant say they're supposed to be doing that, I have to go check it out." He held his hand out, the chain latching to one of the beams. "I'll be right back, stay."
"I'm not a fucking dog," she shouted as she tried to run after him. He ran to the edge of the building and leapt off the ledge, flying away effortlessly. Another explosion. She hit the end of the chain pulling with all her might despite the pain of the wound in her neck. She slid down the column and tucked her head into her arms.
"Adam, where have you been," shouted a soldier eagerly.
"Well, I was doing something important, but it seems you guys are too? Just, blowing up buildings for fun?
"We talked about this in training," said another. A small crowd of them began to gather.
"Well, can we cool it just a little bit," he glanced at the clock tower, "Bout time to wrap it up anyway."
"Just one more, its already rigged!"
"Okay," he sighed rolling his eyes. They never really did make him mad. "Wait, which one?" She pointed behind him excitedly. "Oh fuck, not that one," he shrieked. Within seconds the ground rumbled in flames. The roof started to crumble as the building shifted forward. He flew as fast as he could, making it inside a gap just before it exploded behind him. He saw her, she was vertical now hanging by the chain, her hands around her throat trying to get relief as everything continued to shift. He reached her as the column snapped in half crashing down on his head. He tucked her in close to his chest, trying to get footing as he wrapped his wings around them. She closed her eyes and buried her face in his neck again, his arms tight and comforting. Rubble continued to pelt him as he tried to fly upwards. He felt the blood rushing down his face. Finally he spotted a gap and zipped through laying her down and collapsing on top of her. "Stay down." He jumped back into the air to see his soldiers rushing over. "I'm good, I'm good," he faked a laugh. "We have to go like fucking now, round everybody up and I'll meet you at the tower in five."
"Sir, I'm so sorry, what was," he held up a hand and shook his head.
"I'm good, go, now!" He flew back to Oti and laid himself on top of her again. "Are you okay? I'm so fucking sorry." She just stared back at him, speechless. He cupped her head in his hands. "I need to go, like now."
"If you…own me, why cant I go with you?" He winced and held her tighter.
"Not, yet, I need you go to a hotel ok," he shoved her head to the right, his voice hurried and panicked. "See it right there, go, as soon as you hear the bell stop chiming, I need you to go straight there." A bright sign was illuminated in the distance. "Do not come out until you see us leave and hear that bell stop. Everyone here, is terrible, but there…you'll be safe there, okay? Remember how I joked about condoms, that, yeah every dick down there is a dirty fucking dick, and they're quick to use them ok? Don't talk to anybody, just, run to the hotel if you can. Oh and kill them, if anybody gives you shit just kill them. Trust me, you do not want to die here, not like what I was going to do, you'll come back worse. Uhh, there should be weapons everywhere down there, around the bodies. Loot one, whatever you can use, kill first ask questions later. Other people will be doing the same, just be quick before they get too aggressive."
"You're bleeding so much," it was dripping down her face and clothes.
"I deserved it, it feels good, honestly, I haven't been hurt in a really fucking long time, nor humbled by a demon, ever, so". Her eyes narrowed.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what to call you." He scanned her eyes, not able to find one to focus on. "Don't mention me to anyone, it will not come back good on you okay?" He softened his gaze for a minute. "Fuck you Charlie, you were right," he sighed.
"My name's Oti."
"Hah! Got your name," that devilish grin spreading across his face. "Hi, Oti." He leaned closer to her, his lips just inches from hers, eyes still shifting back and forth rapidly. His breathing grew harder as he pulled her close, kissing her deeply and pressing into her. "Kiss me back," he said in desperation without pulling away.
"You said, no kissing."
"I can break my own rules," he tilted her hips back into his as his tongue went deeper.
"You're bleeding in my mouth."
"Fuck, shit, sorry. That's not romantic." He sighed again, the first bell rattled through the air. "I'll be back, please listen to what I said. Please get somewhere safe." A small tear appeared in the corner of his eye. "I don't fall often, but when I do I fall pretty hard, you, you're something special." He leaned in and kissed her one more time, her stomach flipped at his desperation, but she wouldn't kiss him back. "So I was the best you'd ever had huh," he sat up on his knees with crossed arms and a cocky glare.
"Goodbye Adam.'
"You have no idea how long I've been waiting to say that, goodbye, Oti," he lingered his hands on her for as long as possible before pushing off into the air.