LUCID

Lethal Beauty

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Violet slept more often. Ari noticed that.

And, while addiction to sleep is usually the first sign a demon hunter's been corrupted by the supernatural forces, Violet easily covered her tracks.

"I met a guy." She told Ari at lunch one day, wearing a grin more confident than ever before.

To say Ari was excited was an understatement. She'd been waiting years for Violet to finally get a boyfriend.

"What?!" Her fork clanked on the plate, leaning forward onto the lunch table. "Tell me everything!!"

For the most part, Violet did tell her everything. He was incredibly handsome and charming. Super into her and great in bed.

But, she left out the most important part.

Her lover—actually, lovers were demons and she belonged to the most powerful one of all. The demon king.

It was the first time Violet ever told a lie. It was also the first time remorse and guilt were completely nonexistent from her system.

While Ari had slept through Violet's first eventful night with the demon king, being her neighbor exposed things eventually.

The brown haired girl's jaw dropped in shock when a chorus of dirty moans woke her from her sleep the next night, sitting up in her bed in confusion.

"R..Right there..." She heard Violet whine over the creaking sound of her mattress. "Don't ever stop...fucking me..."

Damn. She swore—and she really sounded like an animal in bed. Who knew?

Heh. Good for her. Ari was proud. Get that dick, girl. Lord knows she needed it.

It continued for months and Ari had to admit it intrigued her. She always knew Violet as the sweet, innocent, shy girl, but whoever her new beau was, he must have been damn amazing in the sack.

Violet was glowing everyday now. Smile wider. More confident. More seductive.

But, Ari was a bit too distracted with her own problems to really ponder on it for long.

Her own demon had been working overtime the last few months to seduce her, no doubt getting frustrated by his lack of success.

The moment his precious little vixen hit her deep sleep, Keigo got to work just like he did every night. That awful necklace was still around her neck, but it didn't stop the avian from creating his tempting delusions.

It always started with the illusion of soft fingertips gliding up her thighs. Ari's legs would snap closed in sleep, but only because the sensitivity of his 'touch' made her dizzy.

What really got her was the massage Keigo would shower her with after such a long day every single night. Her neck...her shoulders....legs...feet...it felt like her body was being wrapped up in a million sweet kisses. Ari couldn't help but sigh contently as he uncoiled every tense muscle of her body.

"Mmm, you're so tight today, little dove." The spirit would breathe in her ear, causing Ari's defiant eyes to practically roll in her sleep. "If you take off that necklace, I could loosen you up even more."

"Beat it, you dumb bird." She'd simply grumble half consciously, stubbornly gripping her necklace tighter and forcing the annoying demon out of her head.

She'd never be so easy as to let a thousand year old ghost in her pants. Especially not one who's such a fuckboy.

But, after months and months of the same routine, things started to change. Ari would wake up more dazed and thinking about the sweet, charming voice of her demon. She'd think about his touch during the day...