Seduce Me one shot book

💚Fell in love with you💚

Trigger warning for light mentions of violence and injuries

Aron slowly walked down the stairs, the sound of the incubi's soft murmurs filling the house. There had been some sort of altercation with another demon who'd followed one of the incubi from work, during which Aron was forced into her room along with Melody. When she walked into the dining room, she could see all of the incubi other than one.

"Sam's in his old room," Damien told her softly.

She furrowed her brows in concern. They had started sharing a room recently and Matthew, who called dibs on the room, hadn't put his stuff in there yet, so she figured he was getting something out.

She let the thought trail off before listening to James explain that the unwelcomed demon was gone and would not cause them anymore issues. They'd all need to get energy and heal. Thankfully James could get some from Melody and the others could go out or receive some from Aron through hand touches.

She thanked them for taking care of it before smiling softly at Damien and walking up the stairs to his room. She felt worry naw at her, a gut feeling that something was wrong. The fact they'd all been a bit drained, and Sam was known to take strikes in place of his brothers didn't help.

As she got closer to his room, she felt a shiver run down her spine. The incubi always had a magical aura around them, but it felt stronger this time, less...restrained? Aron didn't linger on the thought long before getting to his door.

She brought her hand up and knocked gently on the door. "Sam? You good?"

There was a moment of silence. "I'm fine, doofus."

She frowned. "I know for a fact you aren't fine. I'll go if you want me to leave you alone, but I can give you energy before I go so you can heal."

More silence. She wondered if she was bothering him, and she was about to turn around and walk away before she heard the door open. She looked up at Sam who was looking down at his feet, seeing gashes on his forearms and shoulders, that wasn't the only thing that made a soft gasp escape her lips.

He had large, green horns sticking out from the side of his head, and his body was covered in matching emerald markings. His eyes that were still averted flickered between green and gold, and the expression on his face appeared almost ashamed. Aron didn't speak for a moment, the two standing there in deafening silence. "I didn't have enough energy to change back," he murmured.

Slowly, Aron walked into his room, slowly closing the door behind her. "That's okay," she told him. "It's just us in here, you don't have to..."

He looked up at her in shock. "What- really?"

She smiled at him, shamelessly looking up and down his body, then back up to his face. "Oh yeah, really. What, you thought I wouldn't like your true form?" she asked, a hint of teasing but also seriousness in her tone.

Sam sighed and combed his fingers through his hair, something he did often when he was nervous or expressing emotions. "I don't know! Maybe? I- ugh," he groaned as he seemingly failed to find words.

Aron watched him patiently as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. She could see a tremble in his arms, reminding her of why he was in this predicament in the first place. She gently took his hands in hers, feeling a soft drain as soon as their hands touched with a very soft enthrallment.

After a few moments, he was healed almost completely and the drain stopped. Sam's shoulders slumped slightly, and he let out a relieved breath, closing his eyes. "I don't want you to be scared of me," he finally said.

Aron looked up at him, putting the pieces together as he continued. "Everyone back home called me a brute, a monster, that's because that's what I am. And that never bothered me before, sure it pissed me off, but I like being a demon. But with you, it...I don't want to lose you because you've seen me like this. I don't want you to see me that way..."

Once he finished, Aron brought his hands up to her face and started gently kissing over his knuckles. She loved him so much and didn't want him to ever feel the need to hide his true self from her. She left light kisses over his hands and arms, then she stepped forward and pressed her lips on his chest, over the edge of one of the markings. Sam practically purred at the affection, and she felt him shiver against her when she kissed the marking on his neck.

Finally, she pressed a soft, tender kiss to his lips, which he returned in kind. She reached her hands up and cupped his face on both sides, her thumbs gently caressing the high points of his cheek bones.

"You are not a monster. The people in the demon world who said that were wrong," she told him confidently. "You don't need to hide your true self from me."

"I fell in love with you, Aomaris. Not your glamor spell."

Sam looked down at her with an expression she could only describe as filled with love and shock. At the sound of his true name, Aron heard his breath hitch. He placed his forehead against hers, letting out a shaky breath and wrapping his arms around her waist. He closed his eyes, and their noses nuzzled together. "I love you...so much."

Aron felt her heart skip a beat. "I love you too."