"You let me go that day. I am not gonna give you what you want that easily." I state while slightly trying to free myself of his firm grip while the red eyed demon slides his lips all over my neck. I could feel his grin on my skin when he suddenly pulls me over. "That's fine with me. I'm gonna take what's mine anyway. Besides... disobedience should be punished." With that being said, he presses his fangs into my throat. Deja vu again? The pain feels so good yet so unsatisfying. He's doing this on purpose. I can feel my cheeks slightly heating up. My heart starts beating faster. I kinda want this. But I don't want to make it easy for him either. Almost two years ago, he was literally torturing me because of boredom or whatever. "You're easy to read, darling." The male comments, blood dripping from one edge of his mouth. "Is that so? Then you should already start explaining. I don't recall you answering my question that day. Why did you do that to me?" I wipe his mouth with my tongue. He responds with a bite on my lips. "I wanted you to confess. To who you really are. You didn't answer that either. I guess we're even now." He wouldn't let me disagree but already letting his hand slide up my waist, literally ripping my underwear apart with his sharp nails. I feel the shivers on my spine as his hypnotizing red eyes lock mine. Dorian chuckles. "If it wasn't for your hotness, I would almost say your red cheeks look adorable." And so he starts making me feel things. My body seems so free, covered by his. I felt every part of his muscles with my mouth until the demon lord grabbed my hair and pulled me on his hip levels. Everything about him represents perfection. He silently orders me to please him while I open my mouth and let him push my head into the front and back. His cursingly dirty praises kept me going.
It takes a good couple of minutes until he releases me, a white substance dropping from my mouth. I feel like I'm his prey now. He pulls me up towards his level and gets on top of me once again. His voice is a triggering whisper, while he holds eye contact. "Tell me what you want, sweetheart." I don't answer and face almost instant karma while he thrusts into me hardly. I moan in pleasure and pain. He impatiently repeats his question until I answer him. "I want you." He smirks and gets faster. It freaks me out. Almost knowing he is right before my wetting point, he decides to stop. What a sadist. I almost beg. "Please, don't stop." He comes closer, slightly choking me. "What was that again?" I swallow. "Give me more, Dorian." He follows my wish. Making me come. "Good girl."
It was a dance of blades. Miya had to get used to not using magic. She is still a child of the darkness and has physical advantages compared to normal humans. This way, she almost didn't leave any of the soldiers for her comrades. As she glances over to Evia, she starts laughing. Her friend can't control the magic yet. The shadows and blades around her form almost a tornado. Miya comes to the rescue as she throws something light at her friend. Evia catches it with slight confusement. "This is... cherry blossom." Immediatly her magic calms down. She looks at the smiling short haired. "That's the reason you kept them at home all the time." Miya only winks as an answer before participating in the fight once again. This is a fairly easy win. They even started off with fewer people into this war, but somehow, they managed to become twice as much. How boring. Miya actually thought it would be tougher. It seems like they are only fighting humans. Where are the traitor demons? Do they maybe hide and wait for the perfect opportunity to strike? As if fate had heard her overthinking, the world suddenly started shaking. What the hell? Suddenly, a hydra like beast grows out of the ground. Many rocks are flying their way. The albino luckily saves Miya from 3 falling rocks by creating a metall wall and shattering them, but a couple of other people to their right and left get hit. "Miya, what the hell is that? Did my brother ever mention a hydra escape?" Miya shakes her head. "Trust me... I am certain there was no such demon in the underworld." The revolutionary army seems to escape while Blast is still facing the monstrous creature. About 70 feet tall, maybe? "Let's just slash it and go after these humans afterward." Evia agrees and throws a couple of swords into the throat of one of its heads. Executed. One of the four heads drops on the ground. The demon princess turns around. "Alright, one is gone. Only three more to -" She is suddenly interrupted by a sudden paralyzing scream behind her. The hydra has grown another head on the missing part. "It's a damned mutant!" One of Kallistine's soldiers shouts. This is a genetically modified demon. That's why they have never seen it previously. The assassin's leader sighs. "Then, let's just cut it into pieces and burn its leftovers until it can not recover anymore." And so, blood continues to rain down on them. They don't know they are being watched.
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Diary of a Villainess
Fantasy"If you can't save all of them, why bother saving one? The amount of individual pain stays the same." -A woman who accepts the challenge of being a villainess.
