Lucifer's Playground

Nira

Nira shivered in delight as his tongue slithered out and licked her lips. Her eyes flashing green for a moment Nira pressed closer crushing her soft breasts against his chest.
"You might just do." she said rubbing her body up and down his feeling the long length of his penis imprint itself in her flesh. Closing her eyes in bliss Nira allowed her head to fall back and she released the energy bound in her body, the air became thick with heat and she groaned and writhed against the demon pressed so close against her.
"Are you just gonna stand there, big boy or are you gonna show me just how 'able' you are."
 
Night

I chuckle evilly as I push her up agenst the ally wall crushing my lips to hers letting my tongue slide down her throat. I take hold of her close ripping them off of her body as I kiss my way down to her breasts taking them in to my mouth my tongue raping around her nipple my teeth biting it. My fingers fined her lower lips thrusting roughly in to her. I growl as I feel her juices flowing over my hand. I fall to my knees pushing my face in to her cont. I lift her lags up on to my shoulders giving my tough better entry in to her depths letting it slide deeper in to her then most humans can with their cocks. I saver her taste as my hands retch up pinching and polling hard on her nipples.
 
Slithering in finally..

Anastasia (means resurrection, comical in a way..)
Demon
Age: lost count
Description: 5’11”, long white hair, ice blue eyes. Sleek but, strong, with all the nice female curves she uses for a lure.

She loves to posses humans, the weaker the better. Finding the ones who think they are flawless, pure, saintly and corrupting them to sin. She looked human herself, but it was only a coating , a wolf in sheeps clothing. Her normal appearance was not as beautiful as the human one. But it did not bother her, she loved her position. She was never happier with her eternal damnation. Her fangs hidden, her tail no where in sight, it was a wonderful night to romp in the disgusting sins of man. Find their darkest desires, their fears and use it as a heartless weapon to control the weak minded fools.

She walked along the avenue, listening to those around her, probing minds to find her next victim to torment into sinning. Posses a man, and make him kill his wife. Or perhaps seduce a clergyman into sinful sexual conduct. Her smile grew more twisted, but beautiful to those eyes unwilling to see her true self. The thoughts were endless, her goal always the same. Bring man down to hell to become a servant to her Master, Lucifer.

Oh, there were quirks in her job, she got to toy with others, at her own discretion. As long as she did her job, and did it well, she was forever free to bath in the beauty of man’s weakness. Which deadly sin shall she help someone commit tonight? She had awhile to decide, perhaps she would seek her own pleasure before tormenting some elderly couple? Life’s a bitch, and then you die.. And she loved the death part of it all.
 
I'll take on a pair of brothers, they will be playing victims.
Notice I didn't say helpless victims.


His short frame barely stood over the counters. It was a tiny frame, looking back at the long line of cd's going from one aisl to the other. Silently, he looked through them, checking, waiting. One of his hands anxiouisly scratched another.
A tall man in a blue vest that sported their killer DVD section, came over to him, "Can, I help you?"
The words weren't just friendly, more of an offbeat concern. This guy didn't look very good at all. Either some weirdo who flashed himself in public, or a common theif. He was trying to tell this man not to do anything funny.
The man nearly shot into the air, stumbling back, looking at the fair haired employee with wild and accusing eyes.
"What? ... Oh, no, no, don't help me. Get away from me."
The last words came out as an almost hiss. The man straightened his blue smock, and returned to his place behind the counter, keeping his eyes on the crazy man.
Man? He looked more like a boy. His deep graven face couldn't be more than 19 years of age.
He continued to glance along the rows and rows of cd's. Mostly of new releases, but there were things of all nature, from classical jazz to polka.
Then he saw it. A new singer had released a single on the shelves, that looked simply amazing. It had her in a low cut blouse, leaning far over a car, trying to dry a spot that was on the other side. Her shorts were riding high up on her thigh. It would easily make any man get a hard on.
Quickly, his fingers enclosed around one of them, and put it up to one of the cd samplers. He had to be sure. There was no point going through with it, unless it was absolutely true.
Quickly, he took out a small piece of tin foil, and wrapped it around the earphones. Letting the music play for a few seconds, to let the woman'a voice get into the phones. As the tin foil vibrated softly in his hands, he took out a little piece of rosemary.
With the tin foil as level as could be, he sprinkled it on.
Small smoke started to wisp from where the rosemary landed. The man began shaking, dropping the contraption in his hand. It crashed to the floor, startling several people.
He was right.
Leaping forward, he grabbed all of the single cd's in his hand. He threw them all to the ground, letting his big boots fall down on them, cracking them, breaking them.
"Hey, what in the hell?" Blue Smock was now walking up the aisle, his face now that of a burning red.
Eyes wide with fear, he looked down the other side of the aisle, but it came to an end with a shelf displaying stereo's.
"You are working for them aren't you, have they gotten you yet?"
Despite the fear in his eyes, the words were filled with venom. The man just stood there, looking down at the now busted up set of singles.
"That was Melissa's new song. You bastard, she's a great singer."
Ahhh, he knew it.
"You have listened to her, you must be a minion. Has she taken your soul? Is it too late?"
With that, a mist of white came from within his cloak. Blue Smock (whose name tag red Mark) stepped back, covering up his arm. Thoughts of recent anthrax scares and nuclear holocaust came to mind.
Salt??
"what the fuck?" His eyes now glared as red as his face. The squirrely little fucker through salt at him.
"That's it, I'm calling the police."
If it were even possible, the man's eyes became even more wide with fright.
"No, no not the police. They own the police, the police work for them, for him. It's all over, don't you know that?"
It just hit him, this was a fucking loon. One of those guys that had plates in their head and kept yelling about ufo conspiracies.
"Are they out to get you? Have they probed your ass yet?" He laughed as he got out the telephone.
The man just bundled up in his trenchcoat, "This isn't something as silly as aliens, this is much much worse."
9-1-1.
"Hey, get back here, the cops want a word with you, and your alien friends."
The door was already closing as he left.
"I'm not here to save you from the aliens, I'm here to save you from the devil."
From inside the store, everyone, who had just stood there dumbfounded, began laughing hysterically.
 
Nira

The scrap of the bricks drew rough jagged lines along the naked flesh of her back, inciting a purr from Nira as she smelt the rich tang of blood. The demons head buried inbetween my thights, I fell a wet long tongue lapping at my drenched entrace, I fell the tongue tense and push in and in and in.
"Oh God" I scream, the size of his tongue is monstrous and the silken fell as it caress and flickers inside my hot chanel is intense. Lifting my arms over my head I wrapped both my legs around his head, holding on tight. Frantically I work my hips against his face.
"More....lick me.....don't stop." I rant on, my brain and mouth on autopilot. Faster and faster I undulate my hips until I am smashing my sex against his face, he simply sucks and tongues harder and more furiously.
"YES.....lick me out, drink me.....your tongue feels so goooooo.....OOOOOHHHHHH" I scream my release into the cool night air. Panting, I slowly loosen my legs from around his head, he remainse where he is licking, and sucking.
"Mmmmmm, that was good." I purr , I snaked my hand down my naked belly and caressing the saw muscles in my sex gently. "Mmmmm....you've got me all hot again."
 
night

I drink her josses greedily as she explodes in my mouth I saver the feel of her cont mussels squeezing my tongue. I keep liking her after her riles worming her up for what is coming.

Once I'm shear she's reedy I let her feet drop back to the grown and I stand liking my way up her body. I kiss her deeply letting her taste her own josses as I lift her lags up around my hips. I bring my large throbbing cock to her pussy lips pressing it against her entrines letting her feel the size of the thing that’s about to be thrust up in to her.

Then with out any warning I shove all twelve inches violently in to her. I let out a loud growl of ecstasy as my cock is serenade by her wet siring heat. I pole out slowly until just the heed of my cock is in side of her I then ram it back up in to her hared and fast grinding my hips roughly in to hers.
 
Ana

She stopped in her tracks as a strange male came hurling out of a music store. She smiled an evil grin, Here was a real nut case. She faded into nothing, but hovered over him watching..
"run... run little man.. Here I come.." She called softly in his mind, her voice dripping with laughter and hunger to see his fear.

She had nothing better to do, why not mess with this holy man? She followed over his shoulder, never losing sight of him. Waiting for her chance to appear before him in all her black splendor.

From head to toe in her true form, she was pitch black. Black hair to her waist, black eyes with red where white should have been. She was tall, slim. Her tongue black, her fingernails black.. She blended into the shadows whenever she didn't use the innocent human looks.

She grinned laughing out loud as the worried little man glanced around for her. She knew that he knew she was there. Waiting.
 
Lizzaro smiled as he turned in his chair, following the siren's movements to the bar. He chuckled to himself as he heard he voice, standing up and making his way to the bar. He moved gracefully, light on the foot and still suave. He paused next to her, taking long enough to tell the bartender to place her order on your tab before turning to the Siren.

"So.. You're interested in energy? Do you believe you could handle all the energy I possess," Lizzaro spoke softly to her, smiling slyly as he brought his scotch to his lips and took a slow swig.

Lizarro leaned back against the bar and scanned the crowd, watching the poor helpless fools run about in search of lust rather than love.
 
Aurora

IC: She was walking down the street when she sensed him.....Night was nearby. She followed her senses until she came to an alleyway, glancing down she saw Night and he wasn't alone. A low growl formed in the back of her throat and a snarl came to her lips as she watched the coupling, "Nirrrrraaa." the name came out of her mouth like a threat and the jelously seethed from her, (your fangs are showing) she thought to herself. Her master had warned her that Nira needed to be watched, she sent a telepathic touch to Night. Just as he turned unconsciously following her mental command she stepped out of the shadows, surrounded by moonlight she was something to behold. Her long hair braided behind her hung down to her waist and the breeze stirred it slightly, her black leather low rider jeans clung to her legs and her vest formed a deeply cut V down her bustline, accentuating her breasts. Just as the clouds shifted and moonlight shone down on her fully she spread her huge wings manteling them behind her and looking at him iwth her emerald eyes full of the promise of fulfillment and passion unsurpassed. She turned away suddenly once again tucking in her wings at his surprised lustful stare and began walking off. "If her wants me he can come get me" she thought to herself.......
 
Night

As I thrust in to the dutiful vixen I look down the ally fore some reason and a creacher step out of the shadows. My thrusting begins to slow as I stair at the former angel standing and watching. I feel an odd pole hordes her I step back form the wall still holding the Nira in my arms as I lift her up and down my shaft. Then the former angel disappears back in to the shadows.

I shake my heed looking down in to Nira’s eyes. The image of the former angel pushed to the back of my mined as I feel Nira’s cunt milking my cock hared. I let out lowed growl as I begin to slam my cock in her faster and harder then before anomalistic grunts coming form my thought.
 
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!"
The scream pierced the night, as many onlookers looked over at him.
He ducked his head, seeing something above him. Honestly, he wasn't sure what it was, but he didn't want to find out. They were here, and they knew him.
A minion of Melissa, they knew he was aware of her siren demonic singing to lead humankind into the depth's of hell. They knew, and now someone was sent to kill him.
Unconsciously he moved back. Turning on his heels, he ran as fast as he could. It was a very big collision, the people who had tried to get past, now turned their heads once more as metal crashed and clanged to the floor.
He fell amidst live rats and gnats, also with emtpy wrappers and a couple of rotten bananas.
Oh bananas!
Hah, the best way to stop a demonic entity. Quickly, he grabbed the two black things, barely even reconized as a banana. The stench was foul, but he smushed it over his face and shirt like it was the best smelling soap in the world.
"You can't hurt me!!!! YOU CAN'T HURT ME!!!!"
He finally got up, not bothering to look. His feet caught pavement, and he was gone.
 
Ana

She stopped short and laughed harder, banana's? Really now. This guy was a few cards short of a full deck. She halted a moment, letting him believe he got away from her. She followed as he ran forever it seemed. She moved before him, into an alley she took on the innocent human form, and waited. As he came down the sidewalk she came running out of the alley and right into him.
He hit the ground hard, and she fell too. "Oh I am so sorry! We gotta run! They're everywhere! I am being followed.. Help me?!" She clutched him to her, her eyes holding his. Her 'fear' written all over her cherub face. She even managed tears to run down her face. Her hair was wild and everywhere, surrounding them in a white cloud. She gripped him, "We must hide, we must get to safety..." She glanced around as if paranoid, and afraid for her very life. Whimpering a little to add effect, her inner self glowed with her acting abilities, the outside shell was a fearful quivering mess of a woman. She pressed her lush body to his where he lay, waiting to see if he would assist her.
 
His knee hurt, bad. Honestly, all this falling down in just one night. It was simply tortute on his body.
In an instant reaction he flinched from the woman, looking at her warily, his whole body tight, not only with fear but also strange concern.
"Who are you? What are you doing?"
This was a bit too convenient, wasn't it? He glanced back from where she had ran from, a dark alley, dead end. Nothing there.
"Are you with them? Did they try to get you to kill me? Well it ain't going to happen, I've got my tools, they can't hurt me anymore. Not anymore."
He finally got up, eyeing her fallen frame. Was she crying? Oh no, he didn't need this. There were demons chasing him this very minute. Hell would be coming to earth and he was looking at this woman.
He sighed, eyeing the streets, nothing too fishy.
"What's your name?" he asked it almost like she should have already told it to him earlier.
 
Ana

She sniffled, rubbing her arm as if it hurt. She looked up at him and glanced around some more.
"There were.. Anastasia.. but.. I'm called Ana.." She wearily glanced around and then tried to stand. Using all her abailities she could muster up at a seconds notice, she cried out a little as she stood. Favoring her ankle on her right foot.
"Sorry.. Someone was chasing me and I ran down this.. fire escape and I dont know where I am.. " She looked up at him, her eyes big and teary, innocent and fear shining brightly.
"Please? Help me? I need somewhere to hide til tomorrow.. I know you dont know me.. And i dont know you.. But you dont look like someone who would hurt a female.." She winced a litle and hopped to the curb. Sitting down, she glanced around once again.
She tenderly rubbed her ankle, wondering if she should just posses his body and mind and make him do as she wished? But where was the fun in that?
She made a big show of wiping away her tears and sniffling loudly.
 
Aurora

She was just coming down the street disapointed that Night hadn't followed her when she came across HIM. She stopped dead in her tracks and made herself invisible watching him, the human, the holy man, the reason she ahd fallen. She watched with tears in her eyes as he unknowingly ran toward her then she saw/sensed a demon come out of the alley and run into him. She didn't know who it was but it was a her and she didn't like the fact that she was trying to torment him. She didn't want to appear to either of them so she simply walked right up behind him remaining invisible and whispered in his ear the way she had before the fall......"Do not fall for the sins of Eve........for a sepernt always draws near her." She mentally covered it to make him think it was from within his own mind and smiled as his eyes narrowed once again suspiciously on the girl. She wanted to caress his hair, to once again feel his skin beneath her touch and she reached out when she looked down and saw the now clawlike nails on her hands, she pulled back quickly then stood back to watch. She knew he sensed she was near by the way his back straightened and the strength returned to his posture. HE was trying to be brave for her..........he always could sense her. Once again she touched his mind (To our church)........that sent she turned and opening her wings took off towards the 75th street church all thoughts of the fall and Night and everythng for now forgotten. She perched up by the tower crouching down her wings manteled a shadow in the darkness and waited.......she knew he would come.....he loved her.
 
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kathryn in the club

kathryn the bratty schoolgirl
Age : just 18 catholic school girl tanned blonde pony tails, pushy snobby girl, has bi sexual tendencies and a bitchy streak. Likes to dominate other girls and make them do sexual things for her, but she has a secret need to be overpowered and punished by someone bigger and meaner than her.
34b 24 32 5'3" 125 lbs dresses as a naughty schoolgirl, little tattoo on back and piereced belly. Green eyes natural blonde.

Dressed in her short plaid dress, Kat entered the dark mysterious club. She had heard from her rich spoiled friends that it was 'THE' place to be seen these days. She could almost feel the energy of stares and powere emenating from the beautifully dressed patrons and high society patrons. Kathryn grinned wickedly inward to herself, knowing daddy could buy and sell them all if he wanted to.
She daintily walked over to the large bar, the patrons seemed to glide aside and let her pass by, turning to admire her long tan legs and full mane of blonde hair now tied back in a long french braid over her left shoulder. She lifted her designer sunglasses up nto her perfect forehead and looked over the bar. Mmm definetely possibilities here...she smiled.
A Remy Martin....she ordered.:devil:
 
Her.
She was back, after all this time. He looked up, trying to spot that small bright light that he always saw when She spoke to him. It wasn't there though, there was no light at all.
If anything, he only saw darkness.
"You," he hissed, looking at the woman, still crying, "You are one of them. Trying to seduce me, trying to kill me."
He moved back, letting his form lean heavily against the wall. All of a sudden he felt like he was losing energy. She had left again, but the church.
He had to get to the church, for Her.
Steven.
He turned around, looking for a phone. There was one just on the corner, he ran over to it. Dialing the only number he had memorized.
"Steven? Steven?"
A groggy voice answer, "What the fuc... Shane? Shane is that you?"
"Yes, yes, I heard Her again. She wants me to go to the church."
"Fuck," the word seemed far away, like he had held the phone off in a distant.
"Have you been taking your medication?"
"No, they are all demons at the pharmacy, they switched my meds with shit that will make me become a suchumberus."
There was a sigh in the phone, "A succumbus?"
"Yeah, that's it. I can't take them, they are laced with a transfer potion."
"Oh God. I thought you said the therapy was working."
"She's trying to make me love demons, she keeps telling me to open my heart and embrace humanity. I can't do that when they all are after me, even this girl here."
A slight pause, "Girl?"
"Yes, she bumped into me. I thought she was some helpless girl, but She told me that it was a demon. One of Eve's spawn children."
He gave a look to the far side, she was still crying from what he could see.
"You didn't hurt her, did you?"
"I think I scraped her knee."
"Oh fuck. Where are you? I'm coming over."
He gave his brother the street they were on. His brother was the only person he ever trusted anymore. He wanted to go meet his angel, she would be at the church right now waiting.
Why was there no light though? All the other times he felt the light, the warmth. This time it felt different, almost like a coldness.
There was still that same tender touch though, that he could never forget.
Soon, a yellow cab came to a halt between them. A tall blond came out, his hair obviously dyed, but not a bad job. The only thing that gave it away was his dark brown eye brows. He had his nose pierced.
"Shane, there you are."
He hugged his brother, looking down towards the east. The church was down there, barely a half an hour away.
"Is that her?"
He nodded, starting to shift in h is position. His brother looked at the girl, shaking his head.
"Listen, I'm sorry. Shane there, well, he's getting help. Had a bad childhood, you know how it goes."
He offered her hand to help her up.
"If he hurt or scared you, it wasn't his fault. He's supposed to be taking medication, but he hasn't been lately."
Shane looked at them, shaking like a junkie who needed a fix.
"She's waiting for me."
Steven sighed, "Listen, we aren't going to that church. We are going to drop this woman off at her place, and then straight back home, to get you to bed.
"I promised Her I would go though."
If he wasn't his brother, Steven would have probably killed him long ago.
"Fine, we'll stop by the church, just to set your mind at ease, ok? Nothing will be there. And, we're dropping this woman off first."
He nodded, accepting the compromise, but he still eyed her warily.
One of Eve's demon spawn childs, with her innocent eyes and sparkling blonde hair.
He got into the front seat of the cab, not wanting to even look at her.
"So, where do you live?"
 
(OOC) I think i will leave this thread, sorry all. I dont think i will fit in properly.
 
Ana

She glared at the offending pressence. Thought she wouldnt know that she was lurking there? That she wouldn't know the fallen one was warning him about her? Stupid twit, didn't know who she was messing with. The boss would love to hear her reasons for interfering here. Her eyes narrowed but a moment, then took on that wholesome innocent look once again.

She watched as Shane ran down a few yards to the phone calling someone. She grinned, not letting him see her face. Her mind touched his, "Call for help.. You need it Shane!"
She moved back and forth, pretending her ankle throbbed painfully, letting the oh so fake tears fall down her cherub face.

Wasn't long until a cab arrived and a tall blonde stepped out. This had to be who he called, and infact was his brother? How interesting, this one looked like fun to play with. More so than Shane was.

She heard his name uttered from Shane's lips. Steven? Interesting name, She whimpered in her throat a little, curling into her tight ball on the curb. He came over and bent down to her level. Asking if she was alright, She shook her head no.
"No.. My ankle hurts.. And I'm lost..I dont know where I am. Or where I should be..." She fell silent. Her mind creeping into Steven's convincing himself she was nothing more than she seemed. Just a lost young woman. It worked nicely.

Inside her soul darkened a little, the angel seemed to think she could save Shane from her? She wanted to laugh with wicked glee, until her sides hurt from it. No one was safe from Ana. What would Shane think once he found out the Angel was a demon now, ruled by Lucifer? She wanted to be there to see that.

Steven offered to take her home, but she didn't think he really wanted that. She sniffled a little, "Im sorry I am such a mess, I dont know where Home is? Isnt that odd? I know my first name.. I know my birthday.. I just dont know..Ooooooh" he cupped her head, "it hurts.. I just want to lie down a little bit.."

Shane got into the front of the cab and Steven was in the back with her. She laid out a little, resting her head against the corner in the seat where it met the door. She let her long legs stretch out and brush against Steven's for a moment.
"Oh. I am sorry.." She closed her eyes, pretending it all hurt. She was such a good actress! She deserved a grammy.

Her mind met with Shane's, "Be afraid.. be very afraid.. The angel isnt as pure as you recall her to be. Lucifer will have his sarcafice! YOU!" She wanted to giggle, letting him hear all these thoughts in a deep dark tone. No where near her own voice. She winced a little, pulling her right leg away from the seat.
"My ankle hurts a little, but i dont think it is broken.. Would you look at it for me Steven? If I can call you by your christian name?" She opened her crystal eyes and gave him a sultry look.

ooc: tsk tsk, controlling characters isnt allowed..
 
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Shane held up a cross, looking at her with nothing but hate in his eyes. The cross itself was nothing bigger than a hunting knife, and, ironically, it's end was carved into a sharp point.
"DIE EVIL BITCH SPAWN!!!!"
He lunged for the back of the cab, trying to reach her. The entire car swerved as the driver uttered curses in his native language.
Canadian.
"What the fuck, eh?"
Steven grabbed his arm, pushing him back into the front seat.
"Shane, calm the fuck down."
His eyes went from her, to him, and they softened, just a little bit.
"She's one of them, she is. I know she is."
"Turn around Shane, look at the road."
Shane paused for a moment, looking at the woman. Then he turned around, almost hoffingly, his eyes wandering outside.
"I'm so so sorry," he gently eased her leg up into his lap, feeling the calf for anything wrong.
"Tell me if anything hurts, I'm a med student, trying to get a degree so I can be a doctor. I know a thing or two about ankles," nothing felt broken, probably just a bad sprain.
"Listen, driver, take us back to Royal Oats apartments," he looked back at the girl, "We can put some ice on the ankle, and maybe let you lay down for an hour or so, ok?"
"What? You said we would drop her off and go to the chur..."
Steven almost spit it out uninteligently, "SHUT UP, you hurt this girl, and we are going to help her."
He folded his arms tightly around himself, letting his eyes turn to squints.
"She's with the devil, she's one of them."
"If you say she's one of them one more time, we aren't going to the church at all."
He took in a deep long breath, but said nothing more.
"Funny," Steven was letting his hand tenderly ride up her calf, to the knee, the muscles were tight, but didn't seem bigger than normal, "When you get a sprain it usually swells, but you seem fine."
It's not that he didn't trust her, she seemed to innocent and sweet not to be trusted. Shane always went for the cutest ones to torture with his apocolypse shit.
Speaking of which, where had the little twerp put his new Melissa Single?
 
Ana

She jerked back against the seat, barely out of the harmful way of his cross. The freaking nut was pissing her off! She almost lost the facade and jumped his ass right then and there.
Steven jumped in and stopped him, demanding he turn around and knock it off. Ana didn't know what to make of Shane, but it was fun to pester him. She would leave well enough alone for now, but Shane was going to get it in the end. She would make sure of that.

She turned her attention back to Steven, his hand roaming up her creamy skin. Her top coating, it was interesting to watch his hand move. "Perhaps.. Its a twist? Just a little pain, not to bad now. As long as there is no pressure on it." She tensed a little now and then for added effect as his hand explored a little.

When he said he would take her to his place for some ice and some rest, she used her most charming smile. "thank you, .. He wont harm me will he? I dont know If I would be safe around him.." She sat up leaning towards Steven, "I dont think he has all his you know.. upstairs?.. Sorry I dont mean to offend, but he is scaring me.." She trembled a little bit, letting her eyes now and then dart towards Shane in the front seat.

She was laying this shit on thickly. There was so much layered there you could cut it with a chain saw. And she was loving every single minute of it. It just bet Shane to all ends of the earth to have her in the car with them.

"A doctor? A mighty fine profession, I do hope you succeed with it. A secure future and all that.." She smiled kindly, watching his hand down by her ankle. Now when was he going to remove it? She was curious to see how long he would keep it there before noticing his hand on her leg. Perhaps if she encouraged him he would leave it there? Fastest way to hell was in sinning. She smiled, her bright eyes meeting his.
"You are a very kind man, Perhaps I can repay you sometime?" She held his gaze straightforward, not looking away. Best way to look sincere. She glanced at Shane again, wondering if he would lunge at her again? She didn't want her cover blown, perhaps it was best to back off a little and not pester Shane right now. He was too close for comfort. But later she could have fun tormenting him senseless.

She glanced outside the cab had stopped, "Is this where I am getting out?" She sounded almost child like, scared. Pretending the whole time. "Why dont I recall everything accurately?" She whispered to Steven.
 
"No repayment is necessary, I think after meeting Shane it's I who owes you."
The cab stopped, and Steven got out, helping her. As soon as she was standing, he scooped her up, holding her in his arms.
"I just don't want you to walk on it, and we live on a second story floor, it's just easier."
Shane made a growling noise, moving up the stairs in record time. Steven followed, carefully putting his foot down before him.
"It's a small place, and kind of dirty. To tell you the truth, I didn't expect company tonight."
The door was open, and inside it looked like a typical bachelor pad. There was a long counter seperating a small kitchen from an even smaller living room. On the couch, which looked at one time like it was white, had clothes and an empty pizza box on it. Steven kicked them off, setting her down.
Shane came out of his room, carrying a lamp that had a black light on it.
"Turn off the lights, if she's not a demon, she won't glow under the black light."
"Shane, knock it off."
His eyes grew to squints. He set the lamp down, going over to the television set, getting past several empty bags from various fast food places.
Steven went into the kitchen area, grabbing a semi clean towel, he put some ice in it.
Then, he heard the T.V. turn on.
"No, Shane I..." there was a woman, on all fours, screaming quite loudly as two men were doubly penetrating her. Steven leaped for the remote, switching it over to something else.
"Just what were you doing when I called?"
Steven carefully put the ice on the woman's ankle.
"I... it must have just been on that channel, you know how random things get, what with electrical storms and all."
He turned away from... from... Funny, Steven didn't even catch her name.
"What is your name?"
Shane growled, "Who cares, I want to go to the church."
"As soon as she feels up to walking we'll go Shane, not a minute before."
He stomped off to his room, slamming it shut.
"Believe me, when he's taking his medication, he's almost human."
God, why didn't he turn the channel.
 
Nira

The feel of a solid and long cock stretching my tight cunt makes me gasp and my eyes rolls. The hard rhytmic ramming of my sex, brings tears of pleasure to my eyes and my nails grip into the demonis back and drages down, opening trails of blue blooded wounds. Locking my legs tighter around my demons waist I lean foreward licking and biting his scaled chest, the taste is both salty and metalic. My senses pick up a spectator, and I feel the demons movements slower. His attention diverts for a second. Reaching out my senses I can tell a little more about the spectator.
Female, I think to myself and jealous. Back off girl, this ones mine. I think.
I clinch my inner muscles around the legth and sheer girth of the cock imbedded deep inside me and reaching my hand down start to stroke the throbbing length ever time it withdraws from me. Soon my demons attention has refocused souly on me all thoughts of others driven far away. Victourios, I think, it's just as well I would have fought for this one. Smiling I look in to the eyes of the demon possessing my body with brillant and arousing violence. Grabbing the beac of his head I pull him closure and kiss him deeply, biting his lips roughly as our passion mounts higher.
 
Aurora

She senses his turmoil....even from here she can feel his fear. She links to him and takes a quick look through his eyes taking note of where they are. Walking up some stairs...she reconizes the place and remaining a shadow flies there. She opens her senses just enough to feel where he is and goes to the window, looking in. He is sitting on his bed holding a book and pouting. She touches his mind lightly, "I am at the window, open it for me." She waits there.....(How am I going to tell him about the fall.......and that he is the reason for it.?)
 
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