SEEDS OF CORRUPTION 3 by Libertysn

“What happened to you is irregular and on earth at least completely unheard of. Demons you may know feed off their respective sin.” She nodded and he continued. “I can’t explain how the process works exactly but if we cause someone to sin or sin with them, it feeds us.”

“So us having sex would have fed you? Because you’re an Incubus?” He nodded.

“It should have in theory, when we climaxed I would have effectively taken a part of your soul that had been corrupted.” As her eyes grew wide he continued quickly. “This wouldn’t have harmed you and would have healed quickly. You wouldn’t have felt any downsides other than, well lustful. For a time.”

“I have felt lustful all week Levash and I can’t do anything about it.” Alice blushed “that’s not an invitation or challenge just, fact.” He nodded

“That makes sense. Long story short I was unable to feed on you as I would a normal human, I don’t know why. I should have realised when you were unaffected by Sloths drinks. Regardless, the other side of this I need to explain is how Demons are made. Demons can be born, just as humans are, I think it’s slightly faster though the incubation period is around one month on earth.” Alice laughed

“Yeah slightly quicker then.” He nodded seriously.

“Demons however can also be made. The corruption we spread when exposed to large amounts can plant, for lack of a better word, a seed within the potential demon. This seed then absorbs corruption from around the potential and when exposed to enough expands, spreading the collected corruption outwards. This turns the potential, physically and mentally into a demon. These are indistinguishable from born demons.”

Alice stood up walking toward the door.

“I need a moment.”

Alice stood taking deep breaths, she didn’t want him to continue, she wasn’t stupid she could piece together what he was about to say but until he did it felt less, less real. For his part he sat quietly not smothering her nor pestering her to continue. Nodding to herself more than anything she walked back to the bed and practically fell on it. He waited for her and she nodded for him to go on.

“This process of turning a Demon works best and fastest in our home world, Lestia–”

“Not hell?” He just laughed.

“No, we have nothing to do with the afterlife at all. We have found that most realms allow this corruptive process to take place in potentials except for four that do not. I can’t tell you why but something about them halts the process completely. Earth for thousands of years has been one of those realms.” Alice looked up to him entirely focused on his next words. She didn’t want to get her hopes up, but– “Demons had been able to come and go from Earth for thousands of years and the corruption that we spread did little to the inhabitants here, admittedly for a time Earth was where most Demons came to feed as distasteful as the thought may be for you.” Alice shrugged. “For us it meant we could be selective in who became Demons, while your fantasies may portray us as more chaotic, and to a degree we are. Having that freedom was appreciated.” Alice nodded, she didn’t want to think about Earth being a Demon buffet but his reasoning made sense at least.

“You said you had been able to, as in they can’t anymore come to earth freely?” She saw Levash deflate slightly none of the cocky energetic Demon she had first met, he seemed, hurt.

“There is so much to tell you of our history and the strife we have suffered, to be brief. Four hundred years ago Demons were enslaved by beings we know as Celestials and you know as Angels. Angels kidnapped people from many many different realms and forced us Demons to corrupt them in our own realm. It has been the greatest violation of our kind, all freedom removed and treated like, like breeding stock.” Anger was slowly rising in Levash, his face growing into a sneer. ” They kept us as slaves, four hundred years ago a human was kidnapped as was all too common to be corrupted and turned into a Demon. He had some training on Earth though, he fought supernaturals? I don’t remember the specifics. He died a long time ago but before he did he managed to traverse through all of Lestia, got to the bottom layer where the Celestials stayed and destroyed their portal to earth. He stayed and fought with us but didn’t last long enough for the corruption to fully change him, we were severely punished in the aftermath to ensure no one else thought about destroying portals back to their original home worlds to protect the beings there. We had no way of coming to earth nor have the Celestials since. Outside of the odd summons from witches who didn’t know better. I managed to escape to earth for a few years in the eighties because of this.”

“Sex on the beach?” Alice interrupted, he gave a small smile.

“I was recollected after a few years on earth but it was enough, I couldn’t remain in captivity and neither could the majority of demons. We fought, we have spent twenty years fighting back against them and it has cost us greatly, we have lost so many but we have fought for our freedom, and when the Celestials created a series of unstable portals to Earth with the goal of replenishing their soldiers from the human population here, we managed to sneak a few groups through, first in Leeds and now here. We’re here not to enjoy ourselves but to get help, we need to stop the Celestials once and for all. As you can imagine, convincing Earth of this when we look as we do, has been difficult.” Alice nodded but struggled to process it all, hundreds of years of slavery, war, fighting and apparently Demons were the good guys in all this.

“How does this relate to me please?” Her voice was small but she needed to hear him say it.

“The war is the reason I would never do this on purpose. As for the seeds of corruption analogy, it is to say that this did occur with yourself Alice, it was planted and now it seems to have borne fruit.”

Again Levash waited patiently as Alice fell backwards leaning against the headboard of the bed. She spoke quietly knowing the answer.

“Can I stop this and not be a Demon?” There was silence for a few beats before Levash responded.

“In theory yes, once the seed has been planted, if it is starved of corruption it’ll die out and the potential soul will recover. Again this is why I left, I hoped my absence would starve it like a fire and oxygen. I assume whatever allowed the corruption to take hold caused it to grow on its own. To answer your question we can’t stop it because the seed has already sprouted and spread its roots, you’ve already become a Demon, Alice.” A sob forced it away from her.

“But I don’t have horns or anything, I haven’t changed!”

“Alice I know you know that’s not true, you may not look outwardly like a demon. Yet, but you have changed. At the risk of sounding rude you’ve grown more attractive in line with most Succubi.”

“Yet.” Alice responded with a scoff. ” So this isn’t the last of it, I’m going to keep changing.” Alice sat up with anger swelling inside her, like an inferno channelling through her veins.

“What are the odds the first guy I fuck in two years is not only a Demon, but because of it now so am I.”

“Know that I didn’t mean for this to happen at all, given our history. I would never subject anyone to what we are currently fighting. I will admit I took joy in it before them and when they have been removed from our realm I hope I will find joy in it again, but I would never force someone to fight alongside us. On the chance that we lose I would never drag anyone back down to those pits with us.” She wanted to shout and rave, how it doesn’t matter if he meant to do it or not he has, but she couldn’t.

The look in his eyes, this truly pained him as much as it did her at the realisation all she could do was slump down where she sat and started to cry. Levash moved forward quicker and more gracefully than she would have expected and grabbed her before she fell off the side of the bed. And there she cried, for how long she didn’t truly know but eventually she had been led down on the bed that moments ago she didn’t want to touch and curled into him, he waited patiently as she did, not rushing her along.

“What should I expect?” Levash looked down at her, she had come to rest in the crook of his arm and almost soaked the side of his shirt through with tears.

“From the changes?” She nodded. “What you would expect mostly, physically Succubi are the most varied in skin tones and sizes, you may grow taller or shorter, you may end up pink, or blue or red, you may stay white I couldn’t guess.” What were the odds she could just keep looking as she did now, with her luck– “Beyond that, the obvious, all Succubi have claws, fangs, horns, wings and a tail. How they appear, how many of them excetera is genetics. On average though Incubi have vestigial wings not really capable of flight, smaller horns and the tails are often bladed, the ends feeling like sharpened rock, Succubi’ tails are normally spaded with the end feeling more like.” He took a moment to think, staring up towards the ceiling. She was still furious but she had nowhere to channel the anger, and the only other thing that eddied in the mess of her emotions was lust, and of that he inspired much. “I can’t think how to compare it, sorry. They’re softer and more malleable, most Succubi can change the shape of them as well, which has.” He coughed. “Uses.”

“Gross.” Her reaction was instantaneous causing him to laugh, rocking his chest.

“We are beings of lust who have had thousands of years to hone our craft, I promise you it gets worse.” It was her time to laugh now, at just how absurd off all this was. She was laying on a Demon’s chest making jokes while she was being turned into one, no she had become a Demon already. Christina was going to have a field day. “As for what to expect first it could be any of them, your eyes look different though so I guess that’s done.”

“Different how?”

“They practically glow with your emotions, same colour though, Amber.” Well that’s going to be a giveaway then, not that Alice had any poker face to begin with.

“Will I still be me?” He looked at her and all humour faded from his face.

“I have never been human, I was born a Demon and have lived as a Demon. From what I have seen, for someone to have fallen to corruption the want for it has to have existed prior to their transformation, in your case we willingly had sex, whether you regret it now or not.” She quickly butted in.

“I don’t.” Alice cleared her throat. “I mean I wish I wasn’t a Demon or whatever but I don’t regret sleeping with you. That part was fun. Just I’d rather you not run out next time.”

“Next time?” She could practically hear the shit eating grin on his face.

“That time. I misspoke.” She felt his chest rumble with laughter again.

“As I was saying I don’t believe it changes the person just removes the restrictions their given society has placed on them. You may grow more accustomed to sex and the various aspects of it, you may enjoy feeding from the lust you create, but at the end of it all you will still fundamentally be you.”

“Silver linings then.” She sighed. “Is there anything else I need to know?”

“Have you had sex at all since?” She sat up looking back at him and saw he was still relaxed but made no move to stop her.

“No I went two years before you I–” she realised what he was really saying “you mean, to feed?” He nodded.

“You don’t need to have sex although it’ll probably be the easiest source, but just being around lust and causing it will allow you to drain small amounts from the non-Demons around you. This whole club is designed on that premise, each floor is dedicated to one sin–”

“And you cause each sin in the relevant floor and then feed off the people who come.” He looked at her with a bit of shock and nodded. “I’m not a complete idiot. What does that mean though, if I stood out there would I–” holding her fingers in quotations–” feed from those around me or do I need to do anything? Is this why I’ve been feeling exhausted and hearing voices today?” He sat up instantly.

“It would explain why you’re feeling exhausted and if we go outside and dance that should be enough to work up the lust of those around us trust me, as for how to. You’ll know. Final point though, you’ve been hearing voices?” He looked, intrigued almost, not concerned necessarily.

“Well singular, one voice. It’s not told me it’s God or to go and kill John Lennon so I’m hoping it’s just some weird Demon thing and not, you know. Mental illness.” He continued to stare at her, trying to solve the issue in his head.

“What has it said?”

“Honestly very little. Mostly just useless little comments and snarky remarks. It’s very petty.” She felt a chill in the silence that followed.

“I’ve never heard of a Demon hearing any voices during the change? It may be related to why you have changed though. Please keep a track of what it says and let me know if anything changes. I’ll give you my number before we leave.”

“You’re not worried then? I’m not developing a Demon altar ego that’s going to take over the world?” He laughed at her comment, something she was quickly growing to enjoy.

“As much as you may not want to hear it you are the Demon alter-ego, whatever you’re hearing might be tied to why you changed but I imagine it’ll fade as you adapt. Regardless, we will keep a check on it.” Sitting he pushed himself to the edge of the bed so they were together again. “Were there any odd humans in your family? Anything that may have been, well, inhuman?” She huffed a laugh.

“Well my mother joined a cult and willingly chose to move to Yorkshire, which is pretty inhuman, other than that though nothing out of the ordinary.” He just shrugged, rising for the bed.

“Have you noticed anything else?” Thinking about it she remembered two more issues.

“Yes actually, firstly, my friend who’s a Were, when I last saw her was very on edge around me, any reason?”

“Simply most creatures and people who are more attuned let’s say, can sense what we are regardless of how we look. I wouldn’t say it’s off putting to them or an issue, usually. But they can tell what we are, meaning your friend most likely knew you had become a Demon. How did they react?”

“Mostly just got really tense and pushed me to come and speak to you and yeah that makes sense now. She didn’t want to be the one to say it.” He shrugged. “Also, this is maybe not related to Demons but, I don’t think I’m getting cold? It’s weird but, well it’s freezing out, there’s snow and I’m fine in just this dress. Is that a demon thing or am I weird?” He laughed.

“You’re definitely a little weird, but no, that’s common among all demons. Some layers of Lestia are frozen, some are burning hot. Like the stereotypical renditions of hell. We’re not effected by temperature changes like most creatures, bodies are basically just walking furnaces regardless. You’ll be grateful for it, less restrictions on what we can wear.” He wagged his eyebrows and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Sadly I think what I’m going to wear is the least of my worries.”

“You’d be surprised how important what we wear is, or how little of it. Anyway, anything else?”

“The whole not getting off thing?” He laughed.

“Think of it as encouragement to commit sin, if you can’t slake your own desires you’re more likely to seek out another to fulfil them, ergo speeding up your corruption, it should have been fine from the moment you actually changed over. Anything else? Might as well get them all out now.” Alice shook her head. ” In that case let’s focus on working out what the voice is for now, at least we have time, one of the perks, Demons don’t age like humans do.”

“What? Are you planning on helping me?” Alice rose with him and gave him a doubtful look too which he looked offended.

“I told you I’d never willingly do this to someone, but now it’s happened I’m not going to abandon you. I’ll show you how we live, how to thrive. I’ll provide you with everything you’ll need to know especially if we have to return to Lestia without it being free.” Alice realised the enormity of what he promised, this was essentially demonic tutoring which when put that way sounded ridiculous but, he really was willing to help, she’d actually have a way forward. Stepping forward she took his hand and nodded to the door.

“That means a lot, but let’s start with just feeding? I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my eyes open through any more history lessons.” He rolled his eyes with a chuckle and as he turned and opened the door, the pair of Demons stepped out into the club.

—-

The dance floor had filled considerably since Alice had left, as Levash led her forward she noticed how many humans were dancing with the Demons. It was strange to consider if what Levash had told her was true, she didn’t count among the humans here anymore. How did she feel about that? Would she tell everyone? Julia already knew but Christina, she seemed wary of Demons shockingly before Alice left, she wanted to put this just down to protecting her friend, but what if– And would she have to get her ID updated, Supernaturals operating in society had to have special ID’s identifying them and what they are. Alice Everhart – Demon. Or Succubus. It just sounded ridiculous.

She was brought back to reality as Levash squeezed her hand, looking over his shoulder toward her with concern apparent. She could have these thoughts when she got home, maybe over a bottle of wine, or two. Working their way through the crowd the feelings that washed over her last week began to seep back in, the sense of the bodies moving around them, the feeling of each errant touch and bump as bodies moved past each other on the dance floor. Coming to a stop Levash spun on the spot and leaning forward he shouted by her ear.

“Are you going to be fine or should we get another drink first?” The familiar scent of citrus took over her senses as he leaned close.

“Can we even get drunk?”

“We live for indulgence, of course we can. Come on!” Pulling her further on they made the rest of the way to the bar coming to a stop between a group of men and women, and a large purple Demon with two rows of horns similar to the bouncer. Levash waved to the bartender, the same one from earlier, she seemingly ignored him. When Alice turned back to Levash she noticed him looking over her shoulder.

“What’s up?” Nodding behind her she turned, seeing the group of humans, people behind her. There were three girls and two guys and one of the girls was staring back at Levash. Twisting back to him she noticed he was watching her with a smile. Leaning forward he spoke in hushed tones.

“We’ve got a while before we get any drinks, how about we try and solve your exhaustion problem now?” Alice shrugged, she decided unconsciously at some point, she needed to just disassociate with everything Demon for now, if it works it works and she can deal with the consequences of that later. “Follow my lead.” Spinning her on the spot he tucked her into his side and walked to the opening of the group.

“Ladies, gentlemen. How are you finding your evening thus far?” The girl who had been watching Levash before, looked different, it was like the spotlight was on her, a purple outline, almost shimmering around her. One of the men whose eyes seemed to be roaming the deep plunge of her dress had the same shimmer. The brunette with the shimmer spoke for the group.

“Great thanks, we were just saying how cool the whole different floors thing is. Which do you prefer?” The whole group seemed enamoured by Levash, even one of the guys, but the taller of the two seemed intensely focused on her, she gave him a quick smile and saw the shimmer around him pulse almost. Odd. Levash responded for both of them.

“If you are asking which layer we reign from, lust would be correct.” The girl leaning on the bar furthest from them, eyes went wide at the comment.