Unlikely [Demon!Luke]

Chapter 3

Warning: demon smut

Luke's POV

As I've told Y/N before, her thoughts are really fucking loud. You wouldn't believe it, but I have to actually do paperwork down here. It is Hell, so it makes sense that I'd be doing something I absolutely hate. Keeping track of how many virgins I've fucked is hard work. I have to write down everything we ever did.

As the days went on from my little encounter with Y/N, my lists were getting shorter. I used to enjoy this job, but with Y/N thinking about me every second of the day, I couldn't concentrate on anything. I'd find myself fantasizing about her while getting coffee or talking to the other incubi.

I can hear thoughts when they're about me, especially coming from above. Usually the virgins I fuck think about me for a couple days, but what I do with them, corrupts them. That leaves them to become whores. Or just people who like sex. Which on my side of things is good.

My boss won't leave me alone. He claims that if I let this girl think about me so much, that she's going to fall in love with me. And that can't happen. I don't know why, but apparently that means something bad will happen to this place. Which doesn't make much sense, considering the place is already bad enough as it is.

Last time I saw Y/N, I left the door open to her room so I could spy on her. It sounded weird, but I wanted to make sure that I was the only one she was fucking. We've only done it twice, but damn, it was fantastic. She actually wanted it like how I wanted it. I would usually leave on my shirt and only slide my pants down halfway and do it like that. But she wanted us naked. Why I complied, I don't know. But I did, and now I have a weird feeling that I need to protect her. Especially if I've been leaving the door open.

I was on my way to visit her again. I can choose whether or not I want to be seen, so it's easy to watch people. That's how I get in their house without them knowing. When I got there, the door was open, and it looked like something dark was in there. It took about five seconds for me to figure out who it was.

"Michael!" I scolded. We were both invisible as Y/N was on her computer, listening to music. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

"I was curious. You talk about this chick all the time, wanted to know if she'd be down to fuck me." He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. This wouldn't be the first time that he'd want something I've had before. Normally it doesn't bother me, but I can't let him have Y/N. She's mine. I'm all she's had, and I don't want her to want anyone else. I could even hear her think about me right now.

"Get the fuck out before I punch you in the dick."

"Why're you so angry? It's just an ex-virgin, I've had one of your cast offs before."

"I'm not done with this one."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not, now go!" In the middle of our shouting match, I realized that I let go of my control, and I was now completely visible to Y/N. I stared at her, my blue eyes cold. I hadn't done anything in a while. I physically can't.

"Luke?" she asked, tilting her head in confusion. "What are you doing here, it's day time."

"I- uh. I-" I stumbled on my words, trying to figure out the right way to explain myself. I can't just be like oh yeah, I like to watch you doing mundane things because I want to make sure you're safe but my asshole friend wants you too. No, that's fucking stupid.

"Can I call you on pure thoughts now? That's so cool!" She started to get excited, and closed her laptop to make room for me.

"Actually, I left the door open this time," I started carefully. "And my asshole friend here decided it'd be cool if he could have a piece of you."