Drake

           Drake had been informed by security that Ally was awake and trying to leave.  He wasn’t holding her against her will.  He felt they were past that.  But it did sting a bit that she indeed wanted to leave.  He was again prepared for some childlike tantrum as he walked in the room.  Instead he was met with her beauty and then her power.

            He had been convinced he would have to help her lock into it.  But as it seems, Alyssa was perhaps the only person or demon that had ever been a step ahead of him.  She had brought down a plane with just her will for it.  He felt unsure for the first time in his existence in how to deal with something.  She was a mixed cocktail of emotions and he could tell the human part of her was struggling to hold on.  This event may have been just what he needed to win her over. 

            They had been sitting there on the marble floor in silence for well over an hour.

“Can I shower?” She finally asked.

“Of course.” He stood and turned to help her up.  To his amazement she accepted his outreached hand and he helped her up.

“You are something else Alyssa.” He looked her dead in the eyes.  This time she didn’t look away or shift uncomfortably she stared back at him.  He felt her reach down inside of him somehow, the devil evident in her eyes. 

“Something else, entirely.” She said.  Then, Drake was thrown off completely when she pulled his head to her and kissed him.

           He couldn’t have imagined what happened next.  How could something so new to the universe have him giving up his control.  He let her take all control.  He carried her to his bed and that is about as much control she was going to allow him to have.  Looking up at her he knew hell had no place for that kind of beauty and she was far to damaged for heaven.  By his side was exactly where she belonged. 

            As soon as he felt all of her, he felt ALL of her.  They were connected more than physically.  He felt his demon intertwine with hers and his body was burning.  This was their power.  He pulled his eyes away from her body long enough to see the birds falling from the sky.  It was storming.  The sky could actually be falling.  Imagine what they could do when they were actually trying.

“Ally.” He tapped her thigh.

She turned her head to look outside, but didn’t stop.  The site seemed to have lite something inside of her. 

He was aching as she threw her head back, he could feel her throbbing. 

“Now it’s my turn.” He planned on showing her his demon in all his glory.   Flipping her over he grabbed her by her neck, pulling her to his chest.  She moaned. 

Fuck. I cant hold it. 

          He let it go. Each thrust sent her chest forward.  In that moment, across the country, the Golden State bridge crumbled.  He laid down on the bed.  She followed placing her head on his chest.  Was it possible for a Demon to experience heaven?  He had never wanted happiness, but he imagined this is what it felt like.

“Ready for that shower?”  He said through a yawn, running his fingers up and down her arm?

“Mmmhm. You wanna come?” she asked.

“After you, your highness.” He watched her stand her hair falling to her back.  She gave him a look over her shoulder.  He knew in the way she looked at him she had more than bathing in mind. 

Who is this woman?

          Drake had been hungry before but, she left him ravenous.  She crossed the room naked and comfortable disappearing into the bathroom.  He followed certain he would not be making any of his appointments today.