Demonic Combustion
My first erotica so hope I did an ok job ;)
Part 2: http://www.yiffstar.com/index.yiff?pid=45082
"You can't go!" I called after him in dreaded despair. The cold midnight air kidnapped my outstretched arm and embraced its nakedness, soaking the dry skin with the uncaring rain.
"Please..." I persisted to beg in a whisper looking at the back of his black leather coat. Exhaling sharply he stopped walking, though still he dominated me by handing me his cold shoulder.
"You'll find that I can" were the last words I heard form his evil lips, words that shattered my heart into bits that were to be lost forever.
Calmly he advanced down the street without as much as a glance back in farewell. Nothing came, no matter how much I hoped. My aching heart, or what was left of it, leapt in anxiety and my mind commanded my body to run forward without my soul's permission. I wrapped my arms around him from behind preventing him from proceeding.
"You can't!" I shouted even louder, the fear of waking the neighbours had long left me. "If you go...I won't survive". It was there and then that I believed him that demons can't feel, as he turned his head sideways looking at me in utter disregard. Taking his right hand he grabbed my wrist and ripped me away form him throwing me into the wall at the side of the street as if I was a stranger.
His affectionless smirk ripped the rest of me from my corpse, leaving only a hollow mirror image of what used to be me. Without another word he continued down the street once more, abandoning me like someone would abandon their useless pet. Tears streamed down my colourless face, not warm like tears but cold and solemn.
His empty stare seemed to last forever but just as I was consumed by the thought that he would stay, I blinked and he vanished. No scent, no sight, no breeze left of his dissolve. I was so caught up in tears and mental pain that by the time the physical part surfaced it was too late. The pain was so overwhelming that when I tried to get up and run after Darc, I fell back down and that was the last thing I remember before it all went black, all of it.....
4 Years Later
I awoke to the sound of dripping water; somewhere in the distance or right beside me, I couldn't tell, it was too indiscreet. I felt a displeasing numbness in my hands and shoulder blades so I slowly opened my eyes to see what was burdening them. I gasped at the realization that my hands were tightly bound by metal cuffs above me.
Pitifully I hung from the ceiling, tiptoeing in order to stay grounded. I felt just like I did four years ago; controlled and unaware. The loss of confidence has once before cost me my life and turned me into what I am now, but I had long since made a promise to my newly born demonic soul that never again would I allow such impudence to catch me off guard.
I looked around trying to keep my calm to find a way out of my desperate situation, but no answer came. I pushed off the ground and swung back and forth until I had enough force to swing my feet above my head onto the chain. I used my tail to keep me stead and attempted to pick the lock, but it was useless. I found myself desperate to undo the demonically bound chain ripping at it with my fangs and clawing at it until my hyperventilation was put to rest.
Swinging back down I tried to remember how I had gotten here, but there last thing I remembered was entering the Sanctum to kill the lesser demon that was supposedly guarding my master's next hunt. I frowned at the lack of memory soon too frustrated to think further I rejected every other theory.
"You got nerve" a cold familiar voice echoes through the dark room as a line of torches were lit along the black dungeon walls. I fidgeted uncomfortably trying to look around my bound arms to see the impostor but the view was kept hidden.
"Coming into my Sanctum and slaughtering my best guard...you got nerve" the calm, evil voice continued. With every syllable my insides burned longing to recognize the familiarity of his tone. With every word a cold chill went down my spine refreshing my memory bit by bit. I could hear his sneaking footsteps draw nearer behind me and a sudden jolt of excitement filled my irritated body.
It felt like an eternity until he finally stopped right behind me placing his head next to my Neko ear so that I could feel his exhale brush me neck. My eyes flashed to the side eagerly trying to steal a glimpse of the anonymous ally but every attempt was blocked.
"Care to advance to the 'why'?" He hissed into my ear, his hot breathe activating my nerves to give me the shivers. I could tell that he was enjoying the fact that I seemed discomposed and judging from his smirk he wasn't going to stop there.
"Answer me!" He remained calm though insisted on being more demanding.
I inhaled to calm myself and raised my head arrogantly refusing to answer. His hushed chuckle introduced me to his maleficent sense of pleasure, even though it was somewhat eerie I couldn't help myself feeling a slight satisfaction as well. I looked to the left to hide my attention, trying to avoid contact, but as his hand greedily grabbed my waist and gently ran over my stomach my head snapped back into position.
"Ever hear the phrase rejection brings forth acceptance?" He asked me with a tease that let me know I had been sold out. I knew sooner or later he would recognize my scent but it obviously turned out to be sooner. He laughed again as he slowly made his way around me to my front sliding his hand off of my waist giving me Goosebumps by the hotness of his touch.
I though my eyes betrayed me as I saw his face but after shaking my head to rid of the past image and it wouldn't leave I realized that it was reality. My heart, which had been dead for years, leapt like a hyper puppy accelerating so much that I almost began panting.
"D--Darc?" I whispered, barely audible. He cocked his head to the side with a frown my way:
"Ah so I see...you were sent to kill me, the question still remains by who?" I couldn't believe he didn't recognize me.
"Although it's been a while since someone called me that...who is your boss?" He continued to question me, too blinded by his manliness to accept the image before him.
"My boss doesn't even know you exist" I finally replied giving him the pleasure of my confident voice. He stepped closer to me taking a deep glare into my hazel eyes, now he had noticed something, I could tell from the way he looked at me.
"Have we met?" he asked sniffing me cautiously.
"Come on Darc...I haven't changed that much. Just a little demonic blood, and a more confident nature" I informed him. He licked my cheek moving back to look at my full body when finally he caught on.
"Selene?" He asked with an impressed smirk,
"Selene...Selene" he repeated my name as if it was cocaine, waltzing around me scanning my rump and moving upwards until he was in front of me once more staring at my fairly larger breasts.
"My...you've changed more than you give yourself credit for." He announced giving me a flash of satisfaction.
"Well in areas as indulgence I have definitely progressed and you seem to have remained the same...dull, ignorant and full of yourself." I let him have it, four years of bottled up emotions came leaking out at the first chasm of opportunity. He stepped so close to me that our bodies almost touched, aligning his mouth with my ear once more.
"Do you still want me like you did back then?" He asked me as if he wasn't the reason for my transmutation. I chuckled lightly licking my front teeth,
"This has been way overdo..." I announced sensing his excitement as the words hit him. Opposing his idea of what I was about to do I pushed my left leg off the floor thrusting my knee towards his crotch as hard as I could wanting to get even. However, once again I underestimated the demon before me. His hands stopped my carefully calculated kick easily and he snickered looking down at me with tempted lust.
"Someone's a little angry there" he made it sound like a question.
Running his hand up my leg and pushing it back down, he stopped at my upper thigh playing with the rim of my short pants keeping his gaze at my eyes. I threatened him with my stare but he seemed to enjoy the danger of getting in a cage with a hungry lion.
"So tell me...how you accomplished this new form?" he asked his index finger rising up under the lap of my pants. I looked down at his rising hand before I stared back into his horny eyes,
"You already know how I did it." I told him avoiding the answer. He smirked at me lustfully removing his hand from my upper thigh and sliding it to my waist.
"Yes I do, but it'd be so much more intriguing to hear you say it!" He commented greedily pulling me closer with a forceful tug causing pain to my bruised wrists. I frowned at the impact of the metal cuffs cutting into my wrists, making his eyes stretch upward seeing the bruised flesh.
He looked back down at me, his hand moving to my back running over the zipper of my black corset. I inhaled deeply as his cold touch ran down the back of my neck, pulling down the zipper as it went. Although my head was arched sideways my eyes met his in insecurity, the first time in years that I felt unsure of myself.
"Don't..." I whispered, a smirk forming in the corner of his lips as I said it. Half of me wanted him to go on, but the more educated and conscious half told me to stop him, and listening to that half I lifted my feet to kick him away. Once again he caught me before I had a chance to injure him, this time he pulled my legs around him so I could no longer use them to hurt him.
With a powerfully ruthless tear he ripped off my corset, still gluttonously staring into my eyes with his demonic flare. I gasped at the pain of the fabric being torn from me but he didn't care, the only thing he cared to feed was his selfish desire. I found myself liking the feeling of being used as if I was worth nothing, at the same time worth everything he wanted.
It made me float in power to have him want me so bad that he had to rip the clothes off my lustful body. His hand ran down my naked back forcing adrenaline to rush through me. I bent my head back, closing my eyes, enjoying the gentle but brutal touch. A soft chuckle escaped his lips as he saw I was enjoying the lascivious stroke.
Slowly feeling my conscious half grow weaker the beast inside me began scraping at the surface of my condolence, begging to break through. I wanted to use my hands to offer him something in return for his awarding gropes, but being chained I could only accept the contact he gave to me.
From calm and controlled he went straight to vibrant and sexual as his hand ran over my rump he grabbed it greedily, kissing my neck with his soft demonic lips. I groaned at the sudden outburst of pleasure between us, wishing I hadn't because it encouraged him to entice himself to treat my body as his property.
Running his hands up my sides, over my armpits and up my arms he encouraged the already erect Goosebumps covering my entire body. Grabbing my half choked hands he waved his right hand over the chains making them snap open to release my longing fingers. They immediately wrapped around his neck hugging him in delight, welcoming his wet kisses which had now moved down to my chest.
I could feel his hard pressing against the stitch of my pants; I had never felt anything so big rub against me. He pushed me backwards until I hit the wall with a powerful thrust using me further to please his desire.
Digging his vengeful fingers in the rim of my short pants he tore the zipper open, ignoring my disagreeing moans that weren't disagreeing at all. I ran my hand down his spine, loving the fact that his bare upper body was pressing against my exposed breasts. I tried to block out my sexual desire and concentrate on the mission my master had given me, but as his finger ran over my wet clit I found myself unable to resist the sexy allure of him.
As if possessed by a horny ghost my hands immediately grabbed for his belt. I opened the buckle violently, longing to feel him inside me. I struggled to remain in control of my body as his fingers began rubbing my ripe bud, tugging at his pants. His lips drove over my hard nipples making their way to my chin, reaching there he gently bit into it claiming it his to keep.
I pulled down his pants, revealing his stiff member throbbing as if begging to enter me in its full. Removing his hand from wet opening he pushed against me with placing his tip at my opening teasingly. I pulled my chin from his bite and moved my head forward to kiss him, he pulled away.
I moved my hands up his body to pull his head towards me but he grabbed my bruised wrists and held them against the wall behind me, returning to kissing my neck. I blushed and began panting as he taunted my opening with his cock, refusing to give me the satisfaction of him completely.
I struggled to free my arms but he held them tightly moving down to lick my nipples with his sharp experienced tongue. I leaned my head against the wall, closing my eyes and biting my lip to strain myself from screaming in pleasure.
He slid down licking along my stomach all the way to my ready clit circling his tongue and sending a hot rush through my body. More than ever I wanted him, but he persisted to tease me pushing his finger in my hole, finally releasing some of my untameable desire. Embraced by my warm juice he pushed his finger in and out making me pant in pleasure as his tongue continues to arouse my throbbing bud.
Overwhelmed with lust I slid down the wall coming to eye level I gabbed his hard cock, knowing he was dying to feel it surrounded by the wet pussy he was fingering, and began rubbing it smirking at his astonished expression. I felt like I would explode in a scream as he pushed a second finger into me, finally allowing me to feel his tongue in my mouth as he kissed me lusciously.
Removing his fingers from my hole he grabbed my shoulders and rolled my onto the cold brick dungeon floor, forcing me to arch my back as the sudden cold rush met with my heating body. His eyes filled with greedy desire he climbed on top of me grabbing my breast as I continued to rub his stiff.
Kissing the flat between my pleasurable beasts he moved up to my neck, slowly beginning to thrust his hips to the hand movement I made. I released his cock hoping that he would finally please my insides with it, running my hand along the side of his muscular body once more.
He stopped kicking my neck and stared into my eyes, pausing all action to give me the thrill of a smirk before he thrust into me with his, what seemed gigantic, cock. I gasped at the impact of a foreign organ entering me, never having felt anything like it.
I had had sex with my master in order to obtain my demonic power, but nothing had ever felt as good and filling as Darc. Moaning as he greedily humped into me, pinching my nipple he chewed on my ear grabbing my hands and pressing them against the cold floor again.
Feeling my walls embrace his member I moved my hips to his movement wanting to maximize the pleasure. Closing my eyes I wrinkled my forehead unable to bare the intensity of his sex so wholly inside of me, I ripped free my hands and ran them both up his back lightly scratching it. I looked for any excuse to release the pressure of the pleasure that was filling me up from head to toe.
I could no longer hold in the loud moans of overwhelming desire that escaped my mouth without permission; I had lost control of my trembling body. My toes curled under as I could feel my first real life orgasm approaching from his talented sex drive. For a second I could have sworn I heard a moan escape his own lips, but as I looked to validate my inaccurate hearing all I saw was the feisty glance of his vile eyes starring at me in lonesome craving.
I panted in despair and delight as my entire body shook so violently, arching my back to welcome the blooming orgasm. Just as I was convinced that I would cum before him, his hot seed filled me up in such forceful vastness that it made me climax my juices onto his fully grown rod. I had never felt anything like it; nothing else could compare. I wanted to hold on to the explosion of greatness, the feeling of cloud nine that surrounded me. I went dizzy and before I knew it my mouth spoke before my mind could process.
"Master!" I shouted, confirming my new status. I no longer belonged to Fang, Darc was my new and only master. I let out a breathless snicker dropping onto my sweating, panting body as he heard me say it.
"So this is how you got your powers" he coolly said, making my insides burn for the new found desire of him inside me. Reunited to be forever aligned I lay there, perplexed, impregnated, and satisfied by my one and only love...