A Demon named Mackenzie

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Mr Mac

I yawned and stretched, I hadn't slept so soundly in a long time. I knew she was elsewhere in the house before I opened my eyes. I stood slowly yawning slightly, I caught a glimpse of myself in mirror, I looked younger a few less lines tad less white in my hair. I ran my fingers across my face, feeling the smooth skin. I went over to the wardrobe and pulled on a pair of boxers and spied a small box. A box I had long forgotten, I opened it slowly the white gold band had seven diamond chips alternating with emeralds, saphires, and amethysts. I had purchased the ring ages ago, it had an unearthly shine to it, I had paid too much for it but something told me I shouldn't let it fall into any mere mortals hands.

I took the box with me as I followed the smell of fresh coffee.

 

[Merelan]

Startled out of my revery as he entered.
"Hope you don't mind. I am an early riser, though I could have used more sleep. Do you want some coffee?" Sudeenly feelign awkward and shy, as if the nights events hadn't happedn. But oh yes, they had. The sight of him now stirred me. The sleepiness still in his eyes. Better watch it dear. You seem to be seeing him in a different light, for he looked younger again. Shaking my head and pointing to the pot.

 

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Mr. Mac

Letting one hand run along my toned body as I tossed the box to her watching her catch it without a second thought, "Actually I'm not much of a coffee drinker, I can't imagine where you found that pot." I collapse into a chair sprawling out. "Must have been a gift or something." I wait to see her open the box which she only know seems to realize lies in her hands. My eyes hungrily run over her body seeing the curves underneath my thin dress shirt. Hunger stirred within me and I made no effort to hide the bulge in my boxers.

 

[Merelan]

"Maybe a gift." His words caught me staring at him again. One hand holding the small box he had tossed.
"What's this?" Holding it up, unsure and wary of what he was up too.

 

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Mr. Mac

"Ummmm," I let my soft voice rumble, "Consider it a sign of my desire, the trinket will shine as long as we both live." I licked my lips, how in the world did this women drive me to such deep dark hunger?

 

[Merelan]

Wihtout even opening it I set it on the counter, and slipped into his arms.
"I do not ask, or want a trinket. Only to be allowed to stay here, be with you. There is something in you that draws me. Calls to me. What is it? Why do I feel I have known you all my life, all eternity." But then turned away, a bit frightened at my words.

 

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Mr. Mac

Her hair smells good I notice as my lips linger on her neck as I listen, but she hadn't opened the box. I frowned slightly I knew somehow that once she placed the ring on her finger she would be mine for all eternity. "Call it chemistry, call is fate, kismet, destiny, whatever you wish to call it as long as you remain with me." I pull her into my lap tipping her face staring into the molten pools that were her eyes. She had a mysterious soul, one whose path I couldn't trace.

 

[Merelan]

His intense gaze caused me to blush and look away. He was incredible, yet, frightening at times. Without thinking I picked the box up and opened it.
My mouth hung open, and I am sure I looked the town idiot, as I stared. The most incredibly beautiful ring. Nestled there in it's box, it's age and pricelessness glowed from it. shaking my head and trying to back away, though he held my arm.
"I, I can't." Shaking my head again. "What. I can't." Unable to formulate my words. Taking a deep breath.
"This is too beautiful, too expensive for your secretary." Anger flashed in his eyes. "No, I mean. I appreciate it, and am flattered. But it's obviously an heirloom. I don't understand." He said nothing, just looked at me, steady, calm and cool. Knowing me.
Looking back at the box I touched it, and a thrill ran through me.
"Please." Trying to hand it back, or break away. But his hand held me firm.
My fingers itched to touch it again, to just see how it looked. It called to be, beckoning to me. What did he mean by this? Was he really so rich? Did he keep such things around to give to all his woman? That was it. It wasn't what it seemed, worth nothing. Just a replica. but even as I made excuses I was pulling it out, dropping the box without thought. Holding it up and watching the light play on the stones.
Licking my lips, the ring warming my fingers as I turned it around and played with it. Then looking at him again. The pull of his eyes. Without reason or thought I kissed it. Then slipped it on, but it didn't fit. One finger after another. Either too big or too tight. The only finger it fit, the last i tried. My left ring finger. But I only half slid it on. Not sure I should wear it there. Hesitating.

 

[intriguess]

Mr. Mac

I slid the ring on with a firm touch, watching the band glow faintly as it slide home. My fingers slide thruogh her hair and I watched as she tried to remove the band, it would twist but for whatever reason wouldn't leave her finger. I wasn't sure where to start so I broke away from her intoxicating body and leaned against the counter top.

"I don't have a birthday, or parents, or anything a mortal human might have." I pause choosing my words carefully, "You see I'm not mortal or human." I watch her reaction seeing her tug and twist the ring. "I was spawned of hellfire and brimstone, though I'm not exactly evil. The problem with evil is that it always turns on itself." I stand and pace the cold kitchen floor. "Our mission was, is the corruption of humanity, and judging by the newspapers we're doing a pretty good job." I close my eyes not wanting to see her even though her image is burned on my mind. "Currently I've been allowed to remain as my clothing line has done much to further our cause."

I pause letting the words sink in, "It's been over fifty years since I've been with anyone." I lick my suddenly dry lips. "This is not some casual encounter."

The words slip from my lips before I can think about them.

 

[Merelan]

"I don't have a birthday, or parents, or anything a mortal human might have."Not really hearing him as I tried to remove the ring. It seemed to have shrunk, or something. Twisting and pulling, a deep fear suddenly filling me as he continued.

"You see I'm not mortal or human." Not mortal? Smiling weakly at him. Starting a sharp retort, but he went on.

"I was spawned of hellfire and brimstone, though I'm not exactly evil. The problem with evil is that it always turns on itself." My eyes widened, then I saw he was joking, he must be. But the ring burned a little, sending flashes through me. Was this some new kind of electronic device? Why was he saying these things?

"Our mission was, is the corruption of humanity, and judging by the newspapers we're doing a pretty good job." He leaned back and closed his eyes, I stared, mouth open as he spoke. My brain unable to comprehend why he was doing this. But another, tiny piece, in my Grandmother's voice, told me that he wasn't lying. This was the evil she had warned me about.

"Currently I've been allowed to remain as my clothing line has done much to further our cause." Again she spoke to me, growing fainter as I remembered her scorn and refusal to let me wear tight clothing, or anything that showed above my knee. "The work of the devil" she had said. I was not to be like other girls. There was a special one for me. To save me for him was what she had tried, and failed. Tears start in my eyes, and I turn away. Still pulling and tugging at the ring. But the more I tug, the harsher the burning. Finally my right hand drops to my side, and my left to my belly. What had I done?

"It's been over fifty years since I've been with
anyone." Who cared? I wanted to run screaming from the room as all the evils I had heard throughout my childhood came true. My head said this was a sick, bizarre joke. my heart, and soul, wailed he was speaking the truth, though only gently.

"This is not some casual encounter." Turning, a single tear running down my face.
"Why? Why me? Why are you saying these things." Subconciously rubbing my belly. Snatching my hand away, and twisting the ring again. trying to deny what I saw in his eyes, and felt in my heart.

 

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Mr. Mac

"I didn't want to lie to you, I don't see any reason to lie to you," my eyes rake over her body. Watching her movements my eyes flash open as I see her subconsciously protecting her abdomen. "Are you pregnant?" My gut wrenched at thought of her carrying someone else's child. I noticed how the ring wouldn't leave her finger and knew despite her trying to fight it she was mine and I was hers.

"Our initial job was corruption with sex, which is why we are all attractive and charismatic. We preyed on unconscious desires, fulfilling fantasies while the person slept and was unaware of us. Of course sometimes a child was created, and that child usually caused problems back when an unwed mother was considered a terrible thing. Of course sometimes the woman rid herself of the child," I paused, "that action damned many souls."
I glanced into her eyes, and continued. "We have been pulled from Earth for many reasons, some of us were hunted by humans, some of us betrayed our mission and were destroyed. I'd venture to say I'm probably one of the last demons on Earth." My fingers slide along her face, "I've known nymphs, fairy's, banshee's and women and men of great beauty and power, yet you enthrall me. I would condemn myself to the torment of hell for you."

I left out one small detail, I was trying to ease her into things hoping for some reason she would understand that I couldn't help being a demon and more than she could help being a mortal woman.

 

[Merelan]

I could only stand and shake my head over and over as he spoke, each phrase, each word a strike to my heart. Yet, not hurting.

"I didn't want to lie to you, I don't see any reason to lie to you," his eyes stare at me, seeing into my thoughts, my soul. My innermost feelings, my fears and desires open to him.

"Are you pregnant?" The words jolted me, and I pulled away a bit. Afraid, unsure. Would he hate me? Kill me? Was I? What if I was? Could I kill it? It? Was it a thing?

"Our initial job was corruption with sex, which is why we are all attractive and charismatic. We preyed on unconscious desires, fulfilling fantasies while the person slept and was unaware of us. Of course sometimes a child was created,
and that child usually caused problems back when an unwed mother was considered a terrible thing. Of course sometimes the woman rid herself of the
child," he paused as if in reflection. Had he caused this to happen before? Was I doomed? or would I wake in a cold sweat having dreamed all this.
But the ring, it twisted and burned as I thought such things. No, the ring. It made everything so clear. This was real, he was real.

"That action damned many souls." Damned? Was I damned?

"We have been pulled from Earth for many reasons, some of us were hunted by humans, some of us betrayed our mission and were destroyed. I'd venture to say I'm probably one of the last demons on Earth." he reached out and touched me, I tried not to flinch, but he frightened me, alittle. But at his touch, all fears melted away. I closed my eyes and nuzzled his hand. "I've known nymphs, fairy's, banshee's and women and men of great beauty and power, yet you enthrall me. I would
condemn myself to the torment of hell for you."

I kissed his fingers and suckled at them as he brushed them across my lips, almost in tears. I could feel the truth of his words. And though he was not human, and I might be damned and carrying some thing. I loved him. Was it possible to love such as he? Did he want it?

Opening my eyes I met his, and saw the pain and loneliness in them. And saw, saw something else.

"You. You are, changing. Aren't you?" Not pulling away, but knowing there was something more.

 

[intriguess]

Mr. Mac

"Well I technically feed on sexuality," my fingers run down her back. "So since I hadn't been having sex I'd been aging for past fifty years. Not as rapidly as a mortal but aging anyway. Last night, rejuvenated me." I felt herself opening up, wishing she'd share her whole life with me, even as I'm unsure of whether I'd be able to tell her my entire life story.

 

[Merelan]

I could feel the heat of my flush overtake my neck and upper chest as he touched me, stroked me.

Well I technically feed on sexuality," His fingers running down my back, sending shivers throughout me . "So since I hadn't been having sex I'd been aging for past fifty years. Not as rapidly as a mortal but aging anyway. Last night, rejuvenated me."

"I did that? You and I, doing that?" Glancing at his eyes for a second, then looking away.

 

[intriguess]

Mr. Mac

My lips wandered along her neck, "I haven't felt this young in centuries." I make her eyes meet mine, and gaze into them. "In a year or so I'll probably feel like a teenager." My eyes twinkle as I look at her, "So are you pregnant? How far along are you?" My hand slide down cupping her behind pulling her up to me as if by force of will I can tell if she's got a bun in the oven.

 

[Merelan]

"I haven't felt this young in centuries." We stand still, gazing into each tohers eyes, pulled together without thought by a force stronger then us. "In a year or so I'll probably feel like a teenager." He laughed, but in my mind I thought, and i shall be middle aged.

"So are you pregnant? How far along are you?" Again stunned, I tried to pull away.
"I don't know. I mean." Blushing furiously. "I called my roomate this morning. I haven't taken a birth control pill in weeks. There really wasn't any point." Breaking my eyes away from him, and staring at his chest. "And last night would have been my most fertile." My lip trembling and my voice cracking.

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie

I find my eyes drifting downward, "You think," I pause, "I've never been a parent, as far as I know. Do you want children?" I hadn't even considered, but it made sense with how she had smelled, that was one thing I hadn't been thinking of. It would change things, drastically for the child would have a normal life span, with only an added boast of health and good looks from me.

 

[Merelan]

He seemed so sweet.
"I don't know. I have never been pregnant. But yes, I would want it. If, if I could. If..." meeting his eyes again. "Would it be, normal? Or, like you?"

 

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Mr Mac

I moved over and picked her up off her feet and swung her around the room, "Yes, it would be human, with all the frailities included. Healthy and absolutely beautiful." I tried not to think of her growing old, or giving the child a normal life but that could wait.

 

[Merelan]

He spun me around and around in his arms. Laughing nd putting a reast to my fears. Human, it would be human. I cried a little, hiding my face in his shoulder.
"Do you mind? If I am, terribly?"

 

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Mackenzie

"Well, it certainly complicates things, but all things happen for a purpose, or so both sides would have us believe." I grin and kiss her and take a deep breath, "I believe a pregnancy test is about the only thing I don't have lying around the house."

 

[Merelan]

"But can't we wait. Till later, or tomorrow. Right now. All I want." My eyes meeting his. "To be here in your arms. Is that so wrong?

 

[intriguess]

Mackenzie

"We have plenty of time to try," my fingers slide up her leg letting subject rest for a while, wishing I could somehow retire from demon life. I swallow hard before looking at her, into those bottomless eyes. "Are you hungry?" I murmur noticing all that's out is coffee.

 

[Merelan]

Was I hungry? Yes, but not for food. A deep desire burned suddenly within me.
"Yes, but can it wait? I need you." Licking my lips and looking at him greedily.

 

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Mr. Mac

"Who says we can't do both?" I rummage in the fridge.