To Summon a Demon ( Closed)

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Azazel had been 'locked' within the realms of the nether for millennium upon millennium now. Time within the nether was much different than it was within the mortal realms. The ancient evils of the world were there, chained and controlled in a way that would bring no harm to the humans... the ancient battle of good versus evil for all time did continue... though out of the sight, beyond the minds of the humans.

There were times though... times when a human would be silly enough to summon a demon. Sometimes, they did summon them correctly... with the sacrifice, the circle, and the barter being done correctly... and for most demons... within that case they did acquiesce to their demands... it creating the legends and fables of those things that went 'bump' in the night.

Yet most of the time, the summons weren't done correctly... and that lead to a demons 'play time'... for when not controlled... if it was a demon of pain and battle, there was a blood bath... if it was a demon of trickery... usually a case of madness for the human whom failed... and in Azazel's case... when he ws summoned and not fully controlled... the demon of lust usually claimed a pet, and kept them for all eternity.

It wasn't often that he was summoned these days... most just wanted to leave the old powers alone... knowing better... but every few thousand years, usually one human was 'silly' enough to unlock his 'cage' and let him out to play... and oh... Azazel did play HARD!

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Human Form
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Demonic Form
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Lexi had spent months researching how to summon a demon. Many didn't understand her fascination with it, and she didn't care to explain it to anyone. She probably couldn't even explain it to herself. Truthfully, she never really thought that she would be performing a summoning, but the thought had plagued her for weeks before she'd finally given in.

She went through the lengthy process of setting up; drawing the circle, placing the candles, and so on. Then through the ritual itself. The second she finished, she knew she had done something wrong.

At first Lexi figured that it was simply a failure and nothing was going to happen. Then he showed up, but she knew the ritual hadn't done what it was supposed to do. Fear filled her as she gazed at the demon before her. An unbound demon meant that she was in trouble no matter what kind of demon he was.

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It had been a long time indeed, since Azazel had tasted the sense of freedom... and even as he remained within the nether, he felt the callings of different portals. Most, were too far away to even consider 'going to', while others were almost within reach, yet not truly... it was almost a cruel torture... being so close, and yet so far. Each demon was chained until a portal appeared near them... and the dispondant Azazel had begun to think that no portal would come near him again.

It seemed those whom summoned demons these days wanted the demons of war. It made him wonder if they had taken themselves to war. The last time Azazel had been summoned he had been in the time of Merlin... when the mage had wanted someone for a princess. That had been a long time ago now... and so when the portal appeared almost blazingly beside him... he groaned in annoyance over the light.

When the realization finally hit him though he jerked upright, pulling on the chains before they snapped, releasing him, he flying right through that portal and into the circle that the raven haired woman had summoned him with. The portal flickered like the candles around it... and yet as he saw it close, his deep red eyes seemed to take in the surroundings... before he noticed that the outer layer of the circle wasn't complete... she had missed a complete set of runes that were printed within the spine of the book she had used for the summoning.

Yet his form was strikingly intimidating indeed. Seven feet tall and with rippling muscle, his skin was the color of ash, though he seemed to stretch a tad, before his form shimmered, changing, shrinking a tad. Within the nether none of his powers worked... but out here... they all did. Finally a slimmer man whom had almost TOO red hair looked to the woman whom had summoned him. " Whom dares summon me?" His voice wasn't booming, rather... it was slick, as though his voice could caress her, touch her. As though it could envelop her and devour her within himself!

He wasn't shackled at all... but even as she heard his words, she could feel a magical barrier around the room... there was no escape... to say she was in trouble... would have been the under statement of the century!
 
Lexi watched as he shifted from his demon form to a more human appearance. Even in that form he seemed a little too...everything to be human, and that would be to anyone who passed him. As he demanded who summoned him, she could feel a magical barrier block the room off from the outside world.

It took her a few seconds to work up the courage to say something. Standing up, she tried to keep the fear out of her voice as she spoke, "I, Lexi Ravenwood, summoned you." So she hadn't quite succeed in keeping the fear out, but she was magically sealed into a room with a demon, no matter how brave and foolish she had been at the beginning of the ritual, she knew that this was not going to end well.

The stories of what happened when a demon wasn't summoned properly were never pretty. Death, destruction, madness, and the summoner themselves disappearing for all time. One would think that those consequences alone would have been enough to deter people from summoning, but people were stupid creatures who didn't learn from past mistakes unless they were their own. Lexi had believed that she had, but she had been wrong.
 
Azazel looked around the room, before he spotted the book that she had used. Raising a hand it flew over into his hand, and even as she managed to work up the courage to even speak, he had to admit he was impressed by that in itself... he had figured she would be paralyzed with fear... after all he was sure the tales of the nether were as frightening now as they had been ages ago.

Even as he flipped through the book though he found the page, she seeing how he delicatly pulled on the top right corner where there was a black mark, before the stem opened, he nodding to himself. " Here's what you would have needed to fully control me young one." He remarked as he showed the extra set of runes that were meant for the outer ring of the circle.

He stepped past and through the barrier within a moment though and closed the book, handing it back to her. " Now, guesses on what kind of demon you've summoned?" There WERE three kinds, trickery, the demons of illusion, madness and chaos... there were the demons of war, which brought with them flaying, genocide and pestilence, and there were the demons of lust, which brought with them the powers of light mind control, tone control, using their voices and bodies to seduce and impregnate women... along with just plain having 'fun'!
 
Now she knew where she had gone wrong, but that didn't help her much at this point. Lexi took the book as he handed it to her, but took a step or two back. She had her thoughts on what kind of demon he was, but she simply couldn't be sure with the few minutes she had been in his presence. However she was able to take a guess when he asked her if she had any clue.

"I would say lust demon," she said, uncertainty dripping from every word. It was more like she was hoping that's what he was. A war demon probably would have killed her and been gone without any conversation, and a trickery demon probably wouldn't have pointed out where she'd gone wrong during the ritual. So that left lust.
 
Azazel had to chuckle as she looked so dreadfully terrified... but even as she took her guess, he glanced to her, he smirking as he moved away from her, he rather intrigued by the room... the stone was different than last time. " Are we in some form of castle?" He asked after a moment, though he didn't answer whether she was correct or not... he moved over to the window to look outside... he very curious about the world and how humans changed it over centuries of time.

As he moved though she could feel the 'pull' of her body... as though she craved to be near him, his scent filling her senses only served to 'kick in' the hormones of lust that fueled through her, arousing her just by 'being near him'. That in itself would tell her she was right... so he was a lust demon... that also meant she did have a chance of surviving this night... for most lust demons held no interest in killing!

Rather they did have a tendency of 'sticking around', and some even blended into society... though most just went about breeding like wild dogs until the church hunted them down and exorcised them back to the nether. Azazel was going to 'skip that step' though and rather enjoy the 'fruits' of this world... starting with her!
 
The pull of drawing closer to him was almost too much, but she caught herself before she took the step to follow him to the window. His scent filled her need, which did in fact told her she had been correct. It was a bit of a relief, since it meant this wouldn't be her last night. His question caught her off guard and she shook her head slightly to clear it.

"Not a castle...it's just an apartment," Lexi answered, unsure of what to call it exactly so he would understand, as she walked to the other side of the room. It put her a little further from him, but it didn't help temper the need that had filled her earlier. "I don't even think people live in castles nowadays."

Her apartment was in the middle of the city and they were about ten stories up. The view was great but she wondered how he would take the changes that he was bound to see looking out. Nearly everywhere the eye could see were buildings, roads, and pavement. "How long has it been since the last time you were summoned?" she wondered out loud, unconsciously moving closer to him.
 
Azazel found himself staring out the window... to the point that he at first didn't register her question. There were so many lights, and they all moved swiftly... humans had changed indeed! He found himself turning slightly though as he regarded her. " The last time was by the summons of Merlin." He remarked.

Yet even as he said that he spat on the floor... clearly he and the Magus had never gained his full consent... but when 'done right', demons were fully controlled... not unlike robots of her age. As she moved closer to him though he lifted a hand, curling a finger. " I have no interest in seeing your blood carpeting the floor Lexi... so you can relax." His remark reached out though, she seeing his beckoning her over... she was a lovely woman.

" Why did you seek my summoning?" He asked, she not 'getting a choice' with his motioning digit... she moving closer as his eyes watched her, he seeming to address her fully then... turning away from a strange world... he would deal with that later... it had been a VERY long time since he had properly fed... and she was a prime 'morsel'!
 
She wondered if he meant Arthur's Merlin, but she couldn't bring herself to ask the question as she moved closer to him at his beckoning. Instead, she tried to remember why she had summoned him, it was harder to think the closer she got.

"Why did I summon you?" she repeated softly, "Curiosity mostly." It was partly true, she had been curious to see what would happen and she'd had question she'd wanted to ask. It was a frivolous reason to do something so dangerous, but she hadn't been able to help herself once the idea had been put into her head.
 
Azazel looked to her, and even as she tried to remember the reasoning, he had to chuckle to her reply. " Quite the dangerous task, for mere curiosity." He remarked, though even as she found it hard to 'think', it was mostly because her body was beginning to pulse much like her heart beat with need and desire.

" Are you satisfied with the results?" He asked, his eyes raking over her, taking in her 'new age' clothing... when last he had 'been around' knights in armor and stables with castles had been 'the thing, flowing gowns for noble women along with princesses... so this was much different. Yet he had 'come' with black leather like pants that hugged his hips and made his slim form all the more sleek, along with a matching black vest, which did the same. His chest was bare, but his vividly red hair was certainly unique... that was for sure!
 
"I've always lived a little on the dangerous side," she told him, before he asked her another question. "I would be more pleased if I hadn't missed those runes, but yes...I am satisfied for the moment." She knew that there was more to come from this night, it was obvious considering the way he looked at her and they way she was feeling.

Lexi watched as his eyes moved over her. Her green tank top and jeans were much different than what clothes he had seen last time he'd been summoned. He was seeing new things for the first time, just as she was. It was an interesting enough situation.
 
Azazel nodded, almost absent mindedly as he looked to her... and even as he watched her, he could not help but smirk. " All in all though you ended up lucky... you could have been with one of the other two kinds, and while I am simply intending to amuse myself with the pleasures of your body, they would seek much more drastically painful means of amusement."

Even as he accepted the new clothes style though he moved those few inches between them, closing the distance before she could see him right there, in front of her. " Tell me, are you interested in just what a demon like I can do?" His voice dripped with seduction, his mere presence pushing her body into an aroused state unlike anything she would have known before... she could tell he was going to 'use her'... and use her hard!
 
Lexi knew just how lucky she was in this situation. The dangers had outweighed everything, so luck was somewhat on her side. When he moved closer to her, she shivered slightly at the need that pounded through her body as she tipped her head back to look up at him.

"I'm very interested in what you can do," she responded, her voice husky with anticipation of what was to come. One of her hands reached up to play with the ends of his hair as she drew even closer to him, brushing her body against him lightly. "So why don't you show me?"
 
Azazel looked to her, and even as she shivered at his approach, he smirked and even as she murmered those things, he moved his hand and drew a finger over her plush lips, he smirking. " Oh? little girl wants to see what a demon feels like hmm." He finding her amusing, though entertaining as well. Deeply buried within himself he was aching to simply ravish her, but that was deep within, and he kept himself very well under 'control'.

Even as she reached her own hand up though he suddenly took hold of her, the last inches covered as they were suddenly touching fully... even clothed the natural abilities of the incubus heightened... everything for her... the sight of his toned hard body... the scent that filled her senses... even the aching within her doubled once again... it was easy to see why people made such amazing tales about demon 'lovers'... for there truly was nothing less!

Not to mention his lips crushed against hers, claiming her lips and mouth as his hands held her flush to him, pressed and almost lifting her right off her feet in that simple 'subtle' movement!
 
The touch of his finger on her lip made her smile slightly and she nodded her head at his question. It was true enough that she was very interested in what he could do to her, no reason for her to deny it at this point. She already knew that he heightened every sexual desire she seemed to have.

When he pulled her close those desires only grew stronger and she almost cried out before his lips captured hers. She moaned softly as heat pooled low in her belly and she struggled to keep her breathing from becoming fast and shallow. The world around her seemed to spin slowly as she was nearly lifted off her feet and she moved her hands to encircle his neck in hopes of stopping the dizzying effect he had on her.

In no way was she a passive participant of the kiss though. She moaned softly as she pressed closer and opened her mouth to his, letting her tongue play lightly against his lips, her mind now focused on the pleasure that she was going to receive that night.
 
Azazel could smell her arousal, as though it was a beautiful perfume wafting through the air. Even as he did he could not help the almost lost look in her eyes, as though she was tumbling down a hole, unsure where it would go. In a way she was, but that was hardly the analogy.

Even as her fingers clasped behind his thick strong neck though his hands smoothed over her back, scooping handfuls of her firm ass into his hands she felt herself leave the floor, lifted those few extra inches as she was held, and even as her mouth opened, his was immediatly parting, tongues soon duelling as their chests rubbed together.

Even as she focused on the pleasure though his fingers seemed to claw through the backs of her jeans, cutting away the fabric even as he moved a tad, a thigh pressing between her legs. Even as he did he smirked though and 'worked' her clothes off... that was to say within a moment of being eveloped in the new sensations of her own body, he had torn each and every piece of clothing off her, leaving her nude, and never released from his grip... his strength surpassing a mere humans, she was so light as well, it was 'easy'!
 
Lexi gasped softly as he picked her up, his hands gripping her ass so nicely. His strength was obvious as he ripped her jeans apart and she whimpered at the sound and feel of the fabric tearing. It was easy enough to forget just what she was dealing with as her need for him grew; but even with the reminder, she couldn't seem to bring herself to care.

It didn't take long for her to end up naked in his arms, his thigh between her legs and her clothes in tatters around them. She unconsciously rubbed herself against his thigh as she grew even wetter, moaning softly at the feel of his clothes against her nakedness. The difference was more erotic than she would have thought and she simply didn't know how much was simply because of what he was or that she actually felt that way.

Her fingers tangled themselves into his hair as she shifted against him, her body seeming to press itself closer to him. His kiss was the most erotic act she'd ever participated in, but all she could think was that she wanted more and she wanted it now.
 
He drowned her in that kiss. It was like an ocean over taking her as his lips and tongue claimed hers... and even as he discarded the offending pieces of clothing, he growled ever so slightly as the first hints of her need began to drip and soak into the black silk covering his thigh. After all, this was what Azazel was 'made for', and he 'did it' quite well!

Even as she clung to him and almost humped herself against him his hands slid over her naked ass, claws retracting as fingers squeezed the bare flesh, digits prying the cheeks apart, exposing that rear hole to the air. All the while his lips refused to release hers, even when she was aching for more, he seemed to enjoy tormenting her with only that.

Even as he looked to her though he could not help but growl... she feeling his form slightly shift, even as he teased the outer crinkled star of her ass with a finger, his tail flicked around, before the smooth blunt tip found the swollen lips of her pussy... and with an almost brutal piercing movement, the reptilian like tail pierced her, opening her, his tail impaling her as he continued to take her lips with his own, his fingers tormenting her rear anal star mercillessly!
 
She whimpered and moaned as his fingers gripped her ass tightly, exposing her tight hole to the air, a shiver racing down her spine at the feel. His growls excited her as her breaths came faster, unable to control her need. It wasn't as if she had any control over it in the first place, but now she stopped trying.

One of his fingers played around the sensitive area around her anus causing soft moans to escape from her. Lexi felt a slight disturbance but it barely registered, she was so lost in his ministrations.

A scream tore from her throat, only to be muffled by his lips, as his tail plunged into her sopping pussy. Her body arched at the fullness, the edge of pain pulling her back to reality as his fingers continued to torture her. Her scream turned into a whimper and then a moan as her body struggled to adjust to the sudden penetration.
 
Azazel watched her little reactions, the way that her body responded, thrilled with sensation and desire. Even as her shivers coursed through her, Azazel smirked to himself, her breathing coursing into his mouth as he devoured and refused to allow her lips release from their delightful prison.

Even as her soft moans escaped her, he could feel her body's reactions, her pussy lips swollen and needful, and so even as she screamed and arched, his entire being seemed to hold her captive, she unable to 'get away', if that was her intent, and even as her scream turned into a whimper and then a moan, he could not help but feel her body trying to adjust, and yet he didn't 'give her that'.

Rather his tail, as thick as a cock as it was, began immediatly to pump... her body being worked hard instantly as his finger pressed, her own bodies movements would impale her upon his finger as she was fucked silly, and her 'demon' had only just begun to 'toy' with her!
 
Her intent was not to get away, the pleasure outweighed the pain even as he refused to give her body time to adjust. Her body seemed to revel in what he was doing to her. The immediate fucking he gave her caused a slight sting with every movement. Slowly, that sting dulled as her endorphins flooded her system, numbing any pain caused by the sudden intrusion and leaving only sweet pleasure.

It didn't take long for her to start moving and she cried out in surprise as his finger pressed into her tight little hole. She hadn't even noticed when his finger had stopped playing to press more firmly in place, simply waiting for her to start moving. She immediately stopped actively moving and struggled to relax a little, hoping to ease the sudden sharp pain, but she couldn't stop all her movements. Each time his tail pumped into her, she moved a little and his finger pressed a little deeper.
 
Oh Azazel could see that she wasn't intending to 'get away'... and yet that was what her body initially 'tried' to do. It tried, in vain to escape... and even as he could feel the pulses of her core around his thick tail, he smirked as the look in her eyes turned from the surprisedly pained yet pleasured one, to an immensely delighted one.

Even as her voice reached a new octave and she tried in vain to stop moving... he smirked to her. " There's no escaping anything... that is the first thing you will learn." He mused... and even as he said that his tail twisted, rubbing right inside her, deeply... oh so deeply he almost seemed to be seeking her womb, though not truly... more his tail pumped to work the pleasure through her!

After all that was what he fed off of... and centuries of malnutrition left this lustful demon VERY hungry!
 
Lexi whimpered at his words. She wasn't really trying to escape, just to adjust so the pain would disappear. Even was his tail worked deeper into her pussy, the pleasure was tainted with the pain from his finger.

It took a few minutes, but the pain started to dissipate and soon she was able to feel nothing but pleasure. Her body arched slightly as the pleasure grew with every movement of his tail. With the movement of her own body, his finger pressed more deeply into her and she moaned softly as this time there was only a feel of slight tightness.
 
Azazel could sense that though she felt the pain, it didn't diminish her enjoyment... and even as her pussy adjusted, he moved, she feeling how her carried her through the room, though as he found her chambers as he would have called them he lifted her, his finger sliding from her ass as he tossed her onto the bed, his hands working his clothing off before he was naked before her.

Tall and slim, he was both handsome and beautiful, something few men could claim... and even as he felt her eyes slide down, a rather huge cock pointed right at her... he looking at her. " Spread yourself for me." He growled, silently telling her to 'pick' a position that she wanted to be fucked in... because his tail wasn't going into her pussy this time, his cock was!
 
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