The Demons Bond

Surprise! You're stuck with me.

Aurora stirs in her sleep, hearing the alarm clock buzzing and vibrating against the nightstand. She covers her head with a pillow, not ready to face the world. Aurora groans as the alarm continues to sound when suddenly it stops. Aurora opens her eyes, confused, and sees a hand on the top of the alarm clock. A sense of panic comes over her as she watches this hand not moving. There's tattoos sprawled across the knuckles and up the wrist in a language unfamiliar to Aurora. She slowly pulls the pillow back to see a shirtless man standing over her smiling. Her eyes grow wide with terror. "Who are you?!" She demands with uncertainty in her voice. The man smiles. "The names Dean, and I'm your new Demon." Auroras eyes roll back as she loses consciousness. Dean sits on the edge of the bed, clearly proud of himself as he studies Auroras face. "What a pretty little human you are. You will make a nice pet before I take your soul."

Time passes, and Dean watches Aurora from across the room patiently, waiting for her to wake again. Suddenly, Auroras phone begins to ring, jolting her from her unconscious state. Aurora fumbles with her phone as she tries to answer it. "Hello?" She asks, and a voice replies,"Where the hell are you?" Aurora speaks."I'm at home, I just woke up." Aurora looks down and sees the time. She's so late for work, but she feels uneasy. Aurora speaks again, "Pam? Can you tell Arnold I won't be in today. I woke up feeling sick. I think I might have a stomach bug. Pam sighs. "Fine, but you owe me. I hate coming to work when you're not here. Arnold always gives me these weird looks." Aurora sighs as well."I'm sorry, Pam, I'll make it up to you, i promise. Thank you, love you. Bye!" Aurora hangs up the phone and tosses it on the bed. She feels uneasy as if she's being watched. Her eyes scan the room coming to rest on a dark spot in the corner. Aurora quickly turns on her lamp and turns to look at the spot where the shadow was only to find it empty. Suddenly, a voice comes from next to her. "Looking for me?" Aurora jumps seeing the man again and falls out of bed. She hits the floor with a thud as the man sits up laughing. "Hey, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you," the man chuckles at the sight of Auroras panic.

Aurora manages to mutter out, "W-who are you? W-why are you here?" Dean sighs and moves to the edge of the bed, looking down at the girl. "I'm Dean. I'm your own personal demon. Auroras eyes go wide. "D-demon? From hell??" Dean grins "Exactly right my dear. You're doing so well." Aurora gasps in disbelief. "You're crazy!" Dean frowns. "Hey, don't be mean!" Aurora stands and moves back slowly toward her bedroom door, ready to make a run for it. "Dean grins and moves behind her, placing a hand on the door. Aurora watches as Dean streaks by blowing her hair over her shoulder from the force. She turns around and stumbles back, seeing Dean now behind her. "I am Dean Malikai. I am a knight demon, and I've come to collect your soul." Aurora stumbles back, falling onto the bed. "My soul??" Dean grins. "Yes, my dear, and you're going to give it to me." Aurora looks at Dean with confusion. "Give it to you? Why would I give it to you?!" Dean steps closer. "Trust me, I have my ways. Before you know it, you'll be begging me to take it." Aurora looks him up and down, feeling very flustered. This Demon standing before her wants her soul, but a small part of her can't help finding him incredibly attractive.

Aurora stands at an event 5'5", and Dean towers over her, making him about 6'4", maybe 6'5" tall. His body is very toned and muscular, wrapped in black tattoos that go from his knuckles up his arms, across his chest and neck and down his back. Dean's jawline is chiseled, and his muscle flexes when he clenches his teeth. He has short jet black hair and dazzling green eyes. Aurora looks him up and down, taking in every inch of him. Her gaze landing, and staying, on his groin. Dean raises a brow. "You seem to like what you're seeing. I must admit I'm rather taken with you, too." Dean moves closer to the bed and looks down at Aurora. Her breathing begins to catch as he looms over her. Dean grins at the sight of her becoming sexually flustered. He reaches a hand out, stretching his fingers and holding them only an inch from her face. Aurora breathes in deep as his hand almost touches her. Her heart begins to race, and she wonders what it would be like for a split second. Dean grins. "Tell me you want me to touch you, and I will." Auroras breathing comes in shallow gasps as she considers his offer. "I...I...cant..." Dean pulls his hand back. "Oh, come on, you know you want me." Dean looks at Aurora as a smug look appears. "Of course you can. All you have to do is tell me yes." Aurora moves back on the bed. "No. You want my soul, but you can't have it." She climbs out of the bed and heads to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her.