Rell had become a shut-in since the last time Blood had visited and it tickled his demon brain to witness such an audacious man finally displaying just how meek he’d always been. His bloodlust was absolutely appeased to witness the man had fell asleep in a fetal position and had held it even when he crossed over into the unconscious dreamlands. It was comforting to see him cowering in a similar way in which he chastised Asha for. Anybody who’d truly known her, knew her affinity for sucking her thumb in comfort. It was a tick she’d picked up as a child, and unbeknownst to her family, a manifestation of her neurodivergent tendencies she’d find out about soon enough. Rell jumped on that information and made her pay for it, just like most people did sooner or later. However in Rell’s case, he relished in doing everything he could to push that trigger in order to make her feel even worse than she already did in that moment. Young had been the only man she’d been with to just write it off

The last conversation Rell had with Blood had indeed pushed him to do exactly what he was told, giving Young a week to bring the first phase of his plans to fruition.He’d taken the demon’s words seriously, needing no further convincing that following the instructions given were vital to him continuing to draw breath untouched, at least for now. He’d foregone his morning routine, omitting his shower to quickly got dressed in the easiest thing he could find, some basketball shorts and slides, before rushing out his door at the crack of dawn. The songs of the birds were the only thing to indicate to him that it was in fact morning with the sky still painted black-blue. That’s how he found himself in the closest police precinct begging the officers to help him.“Please! Arrest me!” Rell screamed as he practically fell into the doors constantly looking back to see if the demon would follow behind him from his apartment, convinced he’d seen his horns in his rearview mirror.“Sir, please, c

On the day before All Hallows Eve, on Asha’s day off while she was napping, Young returned to the garden of his love’s dreams, and this time he would not be leaving her until he was absolutely sure that she was on the verge of the first of many orgasms he’d be giving to her. Instead of starting at the entrance of the villa, like he’d been doing for the last few months, he sat on the couch, manspreading. He hoped the sudden and very apparent change to what had been the custom start to this particular dream would clue her subconscious into understanding that he was really there and had been for quite some time. Even though he needed her body strung as tight as a guitar string just waiting to sing its tune, he also wanted to ease her into the truth. He knew she believed in the other side and was still searching for the best practices in order to be able to connect to her spirit, ancestors, and the creator, but it was one thing to believe something like this was possible, a whole nother to

When Young woke up, he was relieved to find Asha still in his arms, resting as if she didn’t know she was in the arms of a devil. He missed this feeling of being and having someone in your arms, the intimacy that came with it. She was honestly the only person he got to have that with in life too. Going so long without it, he now had to acknowledge how ravenous he was for her and the comfort that came with being in her company again. It was dangerous territory getting soft around a human being now that he’d been turned to the hardest side any being could be. It was commonly punishable by death to let a human too close, especially one so close to being angelic. Somehow though, her name in particular and the nature of their relationship was exactly what earned him his get out of hell free card. In fact, the pure blood demons had urged him that his freedom was contingent upon him not only renewing the relationship, but convincing her to take steps that would land her in hell after death.

Walking into work the next day, Asha was preemptively ecstatic and it kept her floating through the building. Her coworkers kept asking who dusted the cobwebs off her pussy cause that was the only reasonable explanation for why she could be coming in there like that, but she kept emphasizing that nobody had. That didn’t mean she wasn’t excited about the imminent sexcapades that she knew Young would keep her in as long as possible from the moment she walked in the front door. But her peers didn’t need to know all of that.When the local police, FBI, and Inspector General all showed up in a sea of alphabet jackets. Her favorite coworker, Kayla, had pinched her hard on the skin above her elbow and pointed an accusatory finger at her.“I don’t know how girl, but I know you knew this was going down.”Asha held the skin that had been squeezed and avoided eye contact with Kayla as she mumbled out, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Lies!”“Nah uh,” Asha said with a little more confid