Romans & histoires Nico Robin Demon

"Looks like you're not just a pair of tits with a pretty face on top after all," Diana's body tensed at the sound of that. Her dainty hands automatically clutching at Nicholas' shirt. Pulling him closer to her. There was something familiar about that grating voice. And as soon as she timidly peered past Nicholas' broad shoulder, her blood froze within her veins at the sight that greeted her. The demon. That horribly hideous demon was there, standing just a few spaces away from them. He had reappeared. She softly whimpered with alarm and horror, unconsciously burying herself even further into Nicholas' chest. Searching for comfort. Protection.

The woman replied in a thoughtful tone her features hidden by the slight shadow cast on her face. Another man spoke up from his position leaning against the door of the room "What should we do now My Lady? What are your orders?" He asked. He was dressed in more conservative fashion, similar to those who tend to dress in to enter the temple. His outer robe were dark brown, and the inner grey robe was buttoned up to the top. He has a sword strapped to his side as well as a small bottle of wine hung be his waist. In his hands he held a wide rimmed hat, his posture shows that moments ago he was prepared to set off.

His bat-like wings stood proud and wide behind him, while his normally smooth skin was scaly. “Fuck me,” I cursed, backing away to the stairs. This was my first time seeing a demon, and the other times I’d come in contact with demons, darkness masked them, so I didn’t get to see their true form. I wasn’t sure what I’d been expecting when I’d envisioned demons in my head, but the look in Nathaniel’s eyes was far from welcoming. He looked terrifying, like he was a second away from tearing my head off. I wasn’t about to stick around to see if he’d do exactly that, seeing as I did not know how demons worked.

Lennon approached Nick and asked him if he wanted to go on a walk with him, Nick agreed and five minutes into the walk, Lennon asked him: “Did you ever wonder why we know you are demon?” “No, because I know some humans know we exist and I assumed you are one of them.” Nick met multiple humans, who knew who he truly was, either because they descended from demons, had met a demon before, or been with someone who knew a demon, so he assumed that’s how Maya and Lennon knew, it was a bit of a surprise when they knew right away but he figured they had a way of doing so because they met a lot of demons before.

If I were in his shoes, I would be just as driven to anger and hatred as well. “You must hate me too.” He shakes his head. “You and him are very different people. I could never hate you. Dante doesn’t. We all don’t hate you.” “You don’t know that.” “I do. Dante doesn’t show his emotions, but from what I can see, all I see is a man who cares deeply for you.” “So, what are you going to do?” “We’re going to make sure Saccone doesn’t lay a finger on you.” ♠ I was alone with Rob back at the penthouse, feeling like I was in perpetual limbo. Nico stayed for a few hours, got a call, and then left. But not before reassuring me that I would be safe with Rob. “The casino is practically a fortification.

“My lord, I will accept any punishment you may mete out.” Damn Darren, he’s come through again in time to save his woman. I step out of the recovery tank. After a long time, my body has regenerated again. One of the demonic souls’ hands me the robe to cover my naked body. “Prepare a tub for Dylan.” I ordered, walking over to him and uncover his chest, seeing what Nicolette’s power can do. “You disgusted her, didn’t you?” “Yeah, I don’t know if I could have still been alive if she would have hit me full force.”

It sucks. 4: Hiro - Demons and Shin

“I won’t suck you dry after I fuck you.” Oh, boy. What crass words. “Then what the hell are you?” I intended to clarify it quickly. Better now than any other day, right? “Hm, you said so yourself. I came from Hell, An..dre..ahh.” He released his right hand from my waist and then stroked his thumb along my parted lips. He licked his own to wet it, no doubt desperate and eager to claim my mouth. And I happen to like seeing it. “I am a demon," he said, his voice without humor, telling me he was just joking. My world immediately shrunk.

But if he really was the creature she had summoned months ago. "So you are a..." Horns appear on his head, black and gold. A pair of wings also grow on his back, with black feathers like those of a raven. His fire-colored eyes glow like two fireplaces, a smile is drawn on his cynical face. "A demon. Yes."