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Sebastian was never fond of weakness. But he was very fond of you. Demons were generally pretty neutral towards each other, but you fascinated him beyond what should have been possible. In his old age – whether or not he looked it – not much tended to interest him. Humans were a constant source of entertainment but only if they turned out not to be quite so predictable. He was curious about you and he would watch you and occasionally talk to you, and you did the same. You made time for each other when you weren’t serving your masters. After all, you had to devour souls for yourself too. But there were moments. Moments when longing glances at a distance could turn into heated moments of passion that could go for hours on end – as the two of you never seemed to be satisfied with quick moments. It was in that moment that the thought flickered through your minds that perhaps demons truly could feel emotions that led to such actions. Whatever it was that drove you, was enough to arouse feelings of longing that neither of you wanted to cease.
Even now.
Sebastian didn’t hold back, and neither did you. His eyes were pink and glowing brightly in the dim lighting as he bit down on the smooth skin of your neck, lapping at the blood that began to pool in that area. It was addicting and he sucked on that spot. He was taking you roughly and in an almost feral nature that you greedily accepted and craved as you moaned out his name, his true name, and spoke words of love and desire in a language unknown to human ears. You clawed your nails down his back as he would mutter his replies, speaking your name.
________.
You overwhelmed him with your intriguing personality and everything about your body. You were unique and irreplaceable. He smirked at the mark he left on you. And you were his. His pace increased along with the volume of your moans. You grabbed at his hair and sunk your nails into him, drawing blood which you then lapped at greedily. In that moment, there was only the forbidden feelings of two beings who were thought not to love trapped in the weakness that was their feelings.
Even now.
Sebastian didn’t hold back, and neither did you. His eyes were pink and glowing brightly in the dim lighting as he bit down on the smooth skin of your neck, lapping at the blood that began to pool in that area. It was addicting and he sucked on that spot. He was taking you roughly and in an almost feral nature that you greedily accepted and craved as you moaned out his name, his true name, and spoke words of love and desire in a language unknown to human ears. You clawed your nails down his back as he would mutter his replies, speaking your name.
________.
You overwhelmed him with your intriguing personality and everything about your body. You were unique and irreplaceable. He smirked at the mark he left on you. And you were his. His pace increased along with the volume of your moans. You grabbed at his hair and sunk your nails into him, drawing blood which you then lapped at greedily. In that moment, there was only the forbidden feelings of two beings who were thought not to love trapped in the weakness that was their feelings.
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