Moments of Things

26) Demonic -Katsuki-

TRIGGER WARNING:

Alternate Universe: Demonic, Sexual Interactions(Hetero), Floor Sex, Fem On Top, Cursing, Demon Summoning, Magic, Witchcraft, Racism(Mention), Blowjob, Cunnilingus, Suicide(Mention/Implication), Cheating(Mention), Public Sex, Blood(Knife, Claw, In a Kiss, Biting), Panty Sniffing, Impregnation, Tail Play

AUTHOR NOTE:

Alright, so, like... I had this idea rather suddenly and nearly died. So I wrote it down and am now a little obsessed with the notion of Katsuki being a God damned Demon! Mmm. About 3100 words! -Scitah

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Lilly was furious and deeply embarrassed. Heading home to her small apartment, she slammed her door and ignored that she still wore her shoes. Heading for the small closet, she dug through and pulled out a very old chest with a lot of stickers declaring where it'd been present. Last one added being Tokyo Japan! Lilly was half Japanese and half Black American. Her mother had traveled to Japan, got stuck here, and fell in love with a married man. He hadn't told her he was married. And he refused to claim Lilly. She tended to keep that information close to her chest, deeply ashamed of it. But she made the mistake of opening up to one of her coworkers who promptly taunted Lilly and spread that information.

Opening the trunk, she sifted through old items of her mothers. Dresses, bones, dice, cloths, candles, incense, stones... What she was looking for was at the bottom, wrapped in a silken black cloth with gold and silver stars along the edges. Unwrapping it, Lilly poured through the book, recalling the lessons her mother gave her as she performed rituals and spells from the yellowed pages. A small comfort, but still a fond one.

The last time her mother used this was when she cursed Lilly's father. It cost her her life. And his. She had managed to track him down and speak with his wife, who demanded a divorce. So the man tried to sue Lilly's mother, and given that he had friends in high places, he managed to do just that. Lilly was 14 at the time. That woman scrambled and hustled to ensure nothing spilled onto Lilly, then had performed her last spell and died over her circle for the completion.

Lucky for Lilly, her fathers wife took pity on her and let her live with her family until she graduated highschool. Then she was on her own. Though, they kept in touch even to this day.

Finding a Summoning spell in a mixed dialect primarily in French, Lilly read it over three times, memorizing her steps and words. Gathering what she needed, she packed a quick simple dinner and her things and headed off to the nearby forest. By the time she reached a clearing that just hummed through her shoes, it was dark out. Making her circle and lighting candles, she took a break to eat silently, letting herself come to terms with what she was about to do.

"Okay." She whispers to herself, setting away her trash to throw away later. Continuing her work, she sets everything up in respect to the cardinal directions. Stones and feathers and offerings. She speaks the old words and cuts across her chest, over her heart. It's shallow and small, but does the trick. The candles flames grow impossibly tall and the lines of her circle glow bright. It's almost unbearably hot for a moment, heat shimmering in the center of the circle.

The earth in the center of the circle splits apart and clawed pale hands slap against the dirt, only to haul up an adonis sculpted body. This figure sports some sort of leather covering over his groin, leading into hoofed strong legs. A tail, narrow like a sharp whip, sways in irritation behind him. He's so very tall, hair this faded gold tone, horns a shiny black with bright red tips, sprouting from his forehead. Then decorated angular eyes split open, showing glowing red iris'.