DEMON TIME

“not today” you mumbled under your breath and retreated back into the small room. you walked over to your kitchen counter where you had left your coffee mug filled with tea.

you walked over to your love seat and sank into the cushions as your door was opened. you casted a glance at the doorway briefly as your friends walked inside.

you raised the volume on your tv so that their whines were drowned out.

“come on y/n! don’t be a party pooper” your friend leila groaned and you have her a look of disgust. you looked at your other two friends and pointed at them.

“you let this little white girl talk you into this shit? you know damn well we not supposed to fuck with the dead” leila gasps at the accusation.

“it was actually brielle who brought it up thank you very much” your face fell and the look of disappointment took over.

“i brought you coolers” your curly headed friend presented. she handed you a pack of palm bay and you grumbled a low ‘thanks’ before taking it into the kitchen. you take a can for yourself and shove them into the back of the fridge.

“now what exactly are y’all trying to do?” you asked as you leaned against the counter.

“sauce me one” ky asks and you shake your head.

“are you joining these two dumbasses in their seance?” you ask as you open the can of alcohol. she hesitated for a moment before shaking her head and you laugh out loud.

“absolutely not” you answer curtly and she slumped down on the floor.

“it’s not a seance,” leila placed the board in between the trio and crossed her legs.

“then what is it?” you asked as you took another sip of the sweet liquor.

“we’re just going to contact some spirits, i wanna know if jared is cheating on me” she stretched her arms and waited for the other two to grasp her hand.

“you’re doing this….over your boyfriend?!” you asked, nearly spitting your drink out at the stupidity that just flew out of her mouth.

“yep” she said gleefully and you looked at the other two.

“and y’all are entertaining her?!” you screech and they shrug.

“y/n, let’s be real, you’re gonna tell me the thought hasn’t lingered in your mind?” brielle asked and you shook your head.

“stop the cap! you know your ass was second guessing when i sent you that one tik tok about those sex demons” ky piped up and you paused. sex demons?

“come again”

“those incubus things. remember how the girl was talking about her experience with one? i distinctively remember that your exact words were ‘whew maybe i need some demon dick to get me out of this rut’” she said and you placed your can on the counter.

“wrong bitch” you denied and sat up on the counter. she rolled her eyes and joined hands with leila and brielle.

you wanted to stay as far away as possible from the mix. the last thing you needed was a demon to infiltrate your safe space. you knew you needed to deep cleanse this place when they leave. and maybe burn that stupid ass board.

you shake your head as you focus on the tv behind them. you had been interrupted in the middle of watching Given for a stupid seance. you could hear them chanting as you read the subtitles and wished that you had grabbed the remote when you got up.

after a while they stopped and opened their eyes. the three outstretched their hands to place over the diamond dial.

“spirits we call on you,” announced leila as they circled the board.

“oh my god it’s moving! it’s moving!” she shrieked and you looked over to see the dial moving over to the corner.

“don’t bullshit me lei” brielle threatened and she shook her head.

“i promise” she cleared her throat and continued with her part.

“who are you?” she asked and the dial moved around the alphabet.

“h, a, w, k,s” your eyebrows furrowed as the letters floated in your mind. what a weird name for a spirit. you kept your opinion to yourself in case this shit was real.

“okay hawks, can i ask you a question?” the dial moved to the right and she prepared herself to ask her stupid ass question.

“is my boyfriend jared cheating?” she asks and the dial doesn’t move for a moment.

“c, h, a, n, t, t, h, i, s”

“chant this? chant what?” she asks the other two and they shrug. the dial continues to move and you hop down from the counter. you don’t want to get too close but you have some reservations.

“uhm-“ you try to interfere but suddenly they’re chanting a sentence that is unfamiliar to you. in all honesty it doesn’t even sound like english. is that latin?

“guys..” the lights begin to flicker and the scree of your tv goes black. your eyes scan your room as it suddenly gets cold. you shiver and wrap your arms around your body. the lights switch off for a second before every returns back to normal.

you jump back as your eyes settle on the man that appears in a whirlpool of red smoke. your heart drops to your ass as his crimson eyes settle on you. his wings stretch out behind him and he cracks his neck in ever angle. his long arrowhead tail wiggles behind him in an excited manner. sort of like a puppy.

“well aren’t you a treat” he smirks as his eyes take in your figure. your dressed in an oversized shirt and pj shorts with fuzzy socks adorning your feet. he’s never encountered someone like you before. you were much more different than his usual victims.

your eyes widen and your hands come up to your face as you move your glasses to rub at your eyes. you bring them back down but he’s still very much here, in the middle of your living room.

your friends can’t do much but blink up at the strange man who stands on top of the board. you could hear a pin drop in this deadly silence.

“well this is awkward, did i accidentally kill any of you?” he asks as he takes a look at the three girls at his feet.

“h-hawks?” leila stutters out and he nods with a sickly smile.

“the one and only” he says as he waved at himself before getting right down to business.

“so that boyfriend of yours, john was it?”

“jared” she says and he nods.

“right so poor old jimmy is being unfaithful, hate to break it to you sweetheart” she simply blinks up at him in awe. she can barely register in her mind the devastating news that even her friends warned her about.

“i’ll tell you what, i know a great way to get back at him”

“what is it?” she asks honestly and he chuckles lowly.

“sleep with me” it takes her a moment before she comes to her sense.

“i—what?” he crouches down so that he’s at eye level with her. his stare is all consuming, she feels an odd warmth blanketing her being slowly and you act fast.

you rush over to her side and shake her shoulders. “leila” you tell in her ear and she jumps back at the sounds of your voice.

“you’re no fun” he pouts and you look over your friend.

“are you alright?” she nods and the both of you stand up.

“i-i think it’s best if i go” she says and you shake your head.

“uh no, you’re not just going to leave me here with-with—“

“hawks” he finished your sentence and you nearly crumble. she apologizes before grabbing her things and stumbling out of your dorm. you look back at your two friends to see them grabbing their things too.

“i’ll kill you both with my bare hands” you threaten him and he can’t help but find you endearing. your panic fills him with a kind of joy. oh he’s going to have his fun with you.

the two scurry out even after you plea them to stay. this was their fault anyways! why did you allow them into your dorm in the first place. your rested your forehead on the closed door and closed your eyes as you tried not to completely bash your head in.

you didn’t even pay attention to their chanting to be able to send him back to wherever the hell he crawled out from. heh hell.

you scoffed to yourself before sighing and collecting your thoughts. you stood tall as you turned around but stopped in your tracks as your eyes settled on an empty room. you looked around but saw nothing. only the board in the same spot you had left it in. strange.

you walked around your dorm room trying to find something, anything that would give you the slightest inclination of where that man went. but you came up dry.

you secretly hoped that he had taken the hint and disappeared back home or at least gone to terrorize someone else who wasn’t you. you grabbed the board and immediately went to go throw it into the bin. no more of that.

you continued to watch your movie with an unsettling feeling of someone watching over you. before long the movie had ended and you turned off all of your lights to crawl into bed.

he decided to stretch his legs a little, get familiar with the place that he was in because he hadn’t gotten summoned in quite some time. but the farther he strayed the more he felt a tug back to your place. he didn’t know what it was about you that made him come back but here he was.

you were sleeping less than soundly in your bed. your legs had kicked off the covers in your sleep and now your head was pressed into the pillows as the soft mewls fell from your lips. he felt his cock stir in his pants and wasted no time in undressing himself. he felt like he did his best when he was in his truest forms.

his tail danced mischievously behind him as he knelt down on the bed. he crawled over to you and opened your legs. you were still too wrapped up in your dreams to even notice what he was doing.

he gripped your shorts and pulled them down the soft expanse of your legs. what was revealed made him melt right then and there.

he’s been with a lot of women, too many to even count. but fuck, he couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that your pussy was the prettiest. he knew that his main objective was to fuck you but there wouldn’t be any harm in having just one taste right?

the minute that his head lowered and he took a whiff of your scent he knew he was screwed. a hunger took over him like never before and he devoured you like a man devouring his prey.

his long forked tongue fell from his mouth and slid down your slit, collecting your juices into his mouth. a low rumbling in his chest was exuded as he closed his mouth around your precious clit. he pried apart your lips as he drank your sweet nectar.

his hands gripped your legs and he couldn’t help being rough with you. he was too far gone. his claws extended from his nail beds and they tightened their hold on the skin of your inner thighs.

the pinch dragged you out of your slumber and a moan was ripped from your throat as you came to.

your vision was blurry and you did your best to rub the sleep from your eyes and pat around your nightstand to grab your glasses. when you put them on your heart dropped to your ass.

the demon that your friends conjured up had returned. you couldn’t really focus on that fact when his mouth was lapping at your core. you weren’t a virgin but you had never experienced a pleasure of this intensity before.

his eyes flickered up at you as he noticed a change in your breathing and he smirked as he saw your face. a mixture between pleasure and fear. it was always a beautiful sight.

“h-hawks?” you tried to pose it as a question but it just slipped out of you like a moan. he bared his teeth to you and pulled back a bit to present the length of his tongue to you. you could still feel the long muscle deep inside of your walls and it made you cream around him. your legs were beginning to shake and you had a grip on your pillow like never before. his wings were outstretched behind him and you noticed the lack of clothes on his upper body. you could see the connection of his wings as it blends into his creamy skin.

it’s as if everything about him is also more pronounced now. you could see the horns in his head more now, they were long, sharper, a deeper shade of red.

you wanted to ask what he was, already having a slight feeling about but you wanted the instinct to be confirmed. you couldn’t even form the words as you began to thrash in your sheets.

your hand latched onto his horn and a growl erupted from his mouth. his claws dug in deeper and you cried out in pain. you could feel them pierce through your soft skin.

your cries only spurred him on as he slurped at your pussy. the grip you had on his horn was driving him up the wall as he pistoned his hips against your bed. he whined into your cunt as he dry humped your sheets.

“hawks” you pleaded as you felt your soul being devoured through the sexual encounter. the orgasm that was consuming you was earth shattering. it left you a twitching mess.

his eyes opened at the perfect moment to see you lose control. he retracted his tongue and kissed at your sensitive clit. his claws released your shaky legs and he placed them on your mattress. he kissed all the way up your body until he came up to your face.

your eyes slowly blinked up at him and he smirked down at you. his hand gripped your chin as he forced you to look into his eyes.

“give yourself over to me” is what he said as he grinded his lower half into your weeping cunt. he groaned as your slick coated his shaft and balls. he could feel your entrance spamming around nothing and he couldn’t wait to bury himself inside of you.

“don’t make me repeat myself angel, give yourself over to me” his hand lowered to your throat. he said and slid his tongue into your mouth. you felt the slippery thing move around and you whined at the sloppy kiss.

he could feel your cunt dripping over him and all down your inner thighs. he needed your confirmation to stay. he didn’t want to move onto the next prey, he wanted to take from you as much as he could.

he knew you were the one. he knew that you were to be the one to bear his children. he was patient, he watched over you for years making sure that you were the one. he knew you could do it, that your womb would be an excellent place to harbour his offspring. and fuck, was he going to enjoy the process.

your post-orgasm daze was weighing in on you. you wanted to sleep it off but he wasn’t letting up. you could feel the mess between your legs and you knew that the hard rod behind you wasn’t his tail.

you felt it curl around your middle as he kept you tight against him. his other hand wandered down to your clit and you whimpered ash is middle finger dances around your aching clit.

“if i do—t-then what?” you asked and felt him smirk against your cheek.

“then your mine forever sweetheart, mine to play with till the end of time, mine to satiate this feral hunger growing deep inside of me every time i remember the taste of your sweet cunt” he sneers into your ear and you can feel his fangs nip at your ear lobe.

“you’ll never leave?” you ask, stomach clenching as his soft rubs send electrifying pulses to your lower half.

you can feel his claws extend on your throat as he keeps you snug against him.

“never in a million years” a million years of soul snatching sex? sign me up.

“yes, i give myself over to you” he wasted no time in slipping himself inside of you and clapping down on your shoulder.

his fangs pierced the skin of the connect between your shoulder and your neck. the sharp teeth sliced through skin and nearly pierce through your muscle. the pain is excruciating but you can’t help the flooding down south.

the muscles of your inner walls clench around him and his eyes roll back. this is what the other demons were talking about when you find your mate? why didn’t i do this sooner?

the way you suck him in deeper has his tail tightening around your middle. your back arches as you try to get away from the overwhelming pleasure building in your abdomen but it’s no use. his grip is tight like a boa constrictor and his finger is relentless against your clit.

“hawks” you cry out. his wings were outstretched just like they were when you first came to your senses. the muscles in his back moving around as he thrusts wildly inside of you. the sex is blinding and it fogs your brain. you can’t focus on anything other than the feeling of his fangs in your shoulder and the feeling of his thick cock stretching you.

your hands grip his shoulder and your nails drag into his skin as he all but consumes you. your eyes roll back as another growl graces your ears. he moves his hand from your clit to dig into the mattress. the claws rip through your sheets and straight into the thick surface below. he holds on tightly as an orgasm like never before rips through him.

he’s drawn blood from you, that much your aware of as you come down. your breathing is ragged as you try to regain yourself. your eyes slowly blink open and you gasp at the sight. his back is littered with deep red gashes. his wings have curled up on his back, they’re a soft red hue now.

the blonde boy is two seconds away from passing out but not before healing you. he removes his fangs from your injured shoulder and you whine at the loss. you look down but can’t see the wounds, instead you see a couple of stray droplets of blood.

hawks is quick to clean up, tongue coating the gashes in his spit that ultimately heals the open wound.

he rests his forehead against yours and you stare up into his light eyes.

“i should introduce myself, hi, i’m hawks, your incubus”

xxxxx

yes there will be a part two 🙂