Wet dreams

***At first a big thank you to my beta MizzGinger. I don't know what I would do without your help and your kind words. This is actually the very first lemon I have ever written in english. So please enjoy! <3 ****

'Damn, not again!' you thought while panting hard. You've been having this dream for three nights in a row already. Why couldn't you get this man out of your head? All he did was leave you frustrated at the end of each dream.

Dreaming about Mephisto performing unspeakable things to you was wrong on so many levels, and you realized then that this was far more than a crush. You were an Exorcist! You couldn't dream about having hot steamy sex with a demon--or demon king for that matter. Pretty soon, you were going to have to take matters into your own hands.

You groaned while sitting up on your bed. Your eyes scanned the clock, eyes widening when you noticed the time. Shit! You were going to be late again. You had to hurry if you wanted to be in the mess hall before Shura got there or you would be the victim of some teasing.

You had no idea what came over you when you told her of your dreams or even how you became friends with her. Ever since divulging that information, she teased you constantly. Hell, if she kept this up, it would only be a matter of time until Mephisto found out about your 'wet dreams' that involved him.

And that would be the end of your life!

After getting dressed you hurried to the mess hall to get a bite. You took a quick look around to make sure Shura was not around. To your own surprise, she was not. You let out a sigh of relief before entering just to freeze right in the entryway where Shura was hiding with a big smile on her face.

"Hey there, sleepyhead. I almost thought you wouldn't come to get breakfast today," Shura said while putting her hands behind her head, making herself more comfortable against the wall she was leaning on.

"Yeah, like that would ever happen." you grinned in return, before letting out a yawn.

Shura eyed you from head to toe before laughing out loud. "Don't tell me you had some 'fun' again tonight."

"Shut the hell up, will you?!" you hissed out.

You were about to move further inside when you heard a smooth, deep voice behind you. "Well, as long as said fun doesn't keep you from getting enough rest..."

Oh, great. Now she did it.

You shot Shura an 'I'm going to kill you' look while forcing back an oncoming blush. You turned around, smiling the best you could, and came face-to-face with the person responsible for your lack of sleep. "Good morning, Sir Pheles." You bowed your head slightly to cover the light red blush on your cheeks.

"Good morning, ladies," he greeted before putting a hand on your shoulder and giving it a light squeeze. "Now please, get some breakfast before it's too late," he said while facing Shura.

She shrugged before heading to the buffet. You were just about to follow her when you realized Mephisto still had his hand on your shoulder. Your heart stopped as you felt his warm breath caressing your neck.

"After breakfast, I'd like to have a word with you, so please meet me in my office. Enjoy your meal." You could feel emerald eyes heatedly staring at the back of your head.