Terrin awoke in a dimly lit basement, it was rather clean, except for the couch, the bed, and other appliances. When Terrin finally came to, she noticed the she had a a chain with a collar on her arms, but just enough so that she could move around, but barely. Then the memories came flooding back, she shrieked and bolted for the stairs. But the chains whipped her back to her knees. She pulled on the chains, growling and yelling incoherently. But the chains didn't budge in the slightest. She dropped back down to her knees, and started sobbing.
Dirk grinned, watching from the stairs, he could see her but she couldn't see him, and finally she was all his. He appeared behind her, and wrapped his arms around her, firmly, yet gently. Terrin flinched, her body stiffened, becoming a terrified, shivering statue.
"Hello Terrin~" He purred, his face buried in the back of her neck. She winced, breathing shakily. He took a long breathe, breathing in her scent.
"Wow... Your soul even SMELLS delicious." He murmured, chuckling.
"H-how do you know my name?" She muttered, hugging her knees to her chest. He gently stroked her hair, in a subtle attempt to calm her senses.
"That's not important... Just calm down~" Dirk whispered those last words into her ear, which made her twitch. Terrin breathing remained terrified, but her shaking had become a light shivering.
Dirk grinned, gently moving to face her, he leaned his forehead against hers. He then gazed deeply into her eyes, using his demon influence to comfort her-no sense in petting a wild animal. She tried to look away, but Dirk's gaze locked her firmly in place. She couldn't move... But... Was that a bad thing? After all he is kinda handsome... Her mind went numb, the influence took it's toll on her and she was calm, no shivering, nothing, the only thing that remained was her shyness. She then loosened up a tad, her knees still gently hugged to her chest. Dirk grinned again, slowly removing her chains.
"Good girl..." He purred, lifting her up in his arms. He then proceeded to the bed, sitting on the edge. He gently placed her on his lap, facing him, her knees beside him, and their hips pressing against each other. Terrin blushed deeply, folding her arms over her chest in an attempt to cover up, and she turned her head from Dirk's gaze sheepishly. The demon smirked, raising an eyebrow.
"Terrin... You're a virgin... Aren't you?" He asked, watching her reaction. She blushed deeper, hugging herself tighter.
"Y-yes... " She gasped as Dirk gently pressed his face against her neck, placing small kisses up and and down her neck. His hands firmly gripped her waist, one of them moved down, squeezing her hip firmly, emitting a low, satisfied purr. Terrin squeaked, closing her eyes.
