Red is a powerful soul with the power go possess other beings. A lot of demons want to have Red's power for themselves.
Among those demons is a demon named Sarian. He's after Red's power and almost succeeded until a came along and stole it.
Cassia...
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Unfortunately for everybody, I will keep doing whatever the fuck I want.
Sarian pov:
I'm exhausted. My voice is near dead and my body aches. Although he has healed me every night, I don't think I can take another day of this. Of course I knew my smart ass mouth would get me in trouble one day but fuck I didn't think it'd be like this.
I didn't take him seriously when he said I'd have to scream 'I get fucked' in seven different languages. I'm on day seven language seven and I've been screaming 'I get fucked' in German so much that I could say it in my sleep.
"Ich bekomme gefickt (I get fucked)!" I yelled after he gripped my throat and told me to say it.
"I thought we were singing it." He held both my legs over his shoulders. "And we were apologizing. You know 'Ich bekomme gefickt means I get fucked. And I like it. I'm sorry for saying I don't get fucked in a rude way.' Sarian this is day seven don't make me add more days."
"Mi faccio scopare e mi piace (I get fucked and I like it)!" I yelled in Italian. I didn't know how to say 'and I like it.' In German. I left my heart drop at the thought of getting punished for saying it in a different language. "I'm sorry!" I yelled as he fucked me relentlessly.
He stopped his eyes showing a thinking face before leaning over and picking up the notebook. "We are in German... I'm sure faccio is not in German." His eyes and fingers scanned the page. "Italian?" He glanced at me, his eyes flashing red. "Should we add an with a day where you speak only Italian because you seem to like it so fuckin much?"
I shook my head. "Nein (no)!" I yelled in German. I learned how to say no in German fast.
"I actually want to add an eighth day now, it's clear seven days you learned nothing." He pulled out of me and got off the bed. He stretched, something I wished to do too after lying down for days.
He walked back with a dildo in hand, red, large, and long. He took off my ankle stretcher and my legs fell down weakly. He knelt next to my thigh as he positioned the dildo right on my hole. "Let's start again." He pushed in and pushed me towards the edge then held around my dick, stopping me from release. "Start singing!!"
"Ich bekomme gefickt (I get fucked)!" I yelled again. Tears were running down my face as I chanted 'Ich bekomme gefickt' like it was a ritual. My balls were aching and I could do nothing to relieve the pressure. "Cassian! Ple-" I choked on the word as he brushed past my prostate.
"Cum now." He commanded while finally letting go of my dick, allowing me to orgasm from his constant hits on my spot.
He looked so attentive as I shot everything out. I was done still shivering, he wasn't, he kept on going hitting my spot getting me hard again.
"No please!" I gasped. The pleasure was so overwhelming I was breathless.
His entire focus was on my dick as if waiting for more to come out. "You said you wanted to, I'm giving it to you now you don't." He clicked his tongue. "So ungrateful." Yet he didn't stop for a second.
"I- I-" I didn't know what to say. He was right. "I'm sorry. It's- it's too much. Need....break." I gasped, my hips thrusting forward and trembling at the same time.
"The quicker you cum the quicker you get it." He smiled sadistically, his eyes watching my dick. He held my hips down so I didn't move. "And tell me before."
I swallowed. "Okay." He continued stroking my already bruised, swollen dick. I shivered. "Wai- wait."
"Just speak." He didn't stop.
"Too fast!" I gripped the sheets.
"So I should go faster?" He increased his pace.
"Too slow?!" I tried getting him to slow down before realizing what I said. "Wait no-" I sat up as much as I could, ready to plead with him.
He glanced at me as he slowed his pace down. "And you will say I don't listen or let you be in charge." He was moving like his hands had lost all of their energy.
"No...no...slow down!" I needed him to stop moving completely.
"More?" He moved much slower almost like he wasn't moving at all.
I fell back on the bed. When I finally felt like I could catch my breath he sped up.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance before his hand met my neck. "You told me to slow down so you could breathe?" His pace was back to aggressive as he pushed his hand more into my neck, cutting off the air supply completely.
He hit my spot and I almost came immediately while my eyes rolled back. He was panting as well and just when I thought I could no longer breathe I felt warmness all over my face before he let go of my neck. I touched my face, realizing he came on me.
I gasped for air, he still stroked my dick. "Cass!" I gasped. That was the only warning I could give before I came.
He got off of me, and released my cramped-up hands. He cleaned me with a snap of his fingers. "I'm hungry, can you make me something to eat?"
"Una puttana e una domestica? (A whore and house maid?)" I muttered, getting up to make him food.
"We will make an Italian day." He said, staying in bed.
"No." I teleported. No way in hell was I going to do what he asked like an obedient slut.
Just as I had reached my room where I had been absent for seven days I sighed in relief only to see Cassian appear a second later. "I thought you left to get more groceries for my meal." He pinned me against the wall. "Why are you here?"
"I need a shower, mio diavolo (my devil)." I half lied. I planned on showering and sleeping. I missed my bed more than anything.
"Now you see that is a lie because I cleaned you." He looked me up and down. "Are you saying I did a bad job?"
"No." I said too quickly. "It's just....relaxing in the shower or bath." I held eye contact with him.
Rule number one of lying, stick to your story. Rule number two, always hold eye contact.
"Is my shower not up to your standard?"
"I want to use my shower."
He stepped back. "I need food and I want you to make it." He sat on my bed. "I will wait."
I looked at him then to the door that led to the hallway. I looked at the bathroom door. "It's not relaxing if you're sitting here waiting." I said, hoping he'd leave.
"You want me to join you?"
I looked at him for a few seconds. "I- okay."
"You hesitated and today I am in a good mood so I will wait here until you finish your relaxing shower." He covered the duvet over his legs. "And I'm hungry...don't take long."
I walked over to him and pulled his shirt off. "You can join me." I looked at him. "I don't want sex. I- I can't." I'm exhausted mentally but not physically thanks to his healing abilities.
"I advise you to leave me here."
I stepped back from him instantly. "Okay I'll-" my door opened.
"Hey Hollywood, long time no see." Seth said, bursting through my door with a smile.
I sighed. "Will knocking kill you?"
"Why-" his eyes met Cassian's and a smirk appeared on his face. "I was trying to see if you wanted to come down for dinner." He said looking at me then back to Cassian. "Don't kill him now." He snickered, leaving the room and closing the door behind him.
