Demons Don't Bite (phan) (boyxboy) [ COMPLETED ]

Chapter 1: The Summoning

Dan awoke to a dark room. There was no sort of light, he couldn't even see what was directly in front of him. The room didn't feel stuffy or cramped, he was able to stick his arms out.

"Do you know where you are?" Someone asked him. Dan was too scared to respond, whatever it was talking to him took that as a no. "Well I'm afraid you're gonna have to say 'bye-bye', because you're mine now." Dan couldn't do a single thing before he felt an excruciating pain run through his spine.

"Much better." He said. But it wasn't him that said it, it was whatever was inside him.
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"This better work."

A young man stood in front of some sort of marking on the floor and holding a book in his hands. This young man who wasn't all too young was Phil Lester, a 29 year old who was trying to do something he shouldn't be doing.

In front of him sat a bowl with many different ingredients inside it. Around the bowl were 5 candles, all lit. Underneath was a small rug with the symbol of the goat head on it, and around the whole thing was a large devils trap.

"Ad ligandum eos pariter eos coram me."

Phil spoke out the sentence with his eyes closed shut and a hand towards the bowl. He lowered his hand, slowly opening his eyes. In the devils trap stood a dashing man.

He hard dark brown hair and brown eyes, a few freckles dotting his face. He wore a grey shirt and leather jacket, trousers with silver zips on the legs, and black shoes with zips on them as well. He sure did like zips.

The man- or should I say demon- held onto the zippered part of his jacket as he looked at what he was standing in.

"It appears that you've trapped me." Posh.

"Indeed." Phil responded, setting the book down as he looked at the demon in front of him. "I am quite shocked this worked, to be honest."

"Are you? What ever doubted you that it wouldn't?" The demon replied.

"Not sure. I just thought after all the studying I've done it would blow up on me." Phil cocked his head to the side. "Or the devils trap wouldn't work and you would try to escape."

The demon chuckled. "Oh Mr. Lester, silly one you are." He smirked at Phil. "Or should I say, Philip?"

"I prefer Phil thank you very much. What name do you go by?" Phil asked. The demon seemed to be very inquisitive about his surroundings. He blew out the candles that were surrounding the bowl.

"Fire hazard." The demon commented. "I don't think you'll want to know my name, Phil."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"It's disgusting." The demons face turned up in disgust. "Quite revolting, at least to most humans."

"You can tell me." Phil pushed.

"Or," The demon started. "I could tell you my vessel's name. Would that be sufficient?"

"It will do." Phil said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Dan Howell is his name." The demon stated. "He was a shy, introverted man. Not many friends, scared of many things... Yet very cocky and lustful when he got close to people."

"Interesting." Phil gently bit his lip as if deciding something. "Dan it is then."

"Splendid." Dan smiled. "Now, I assume you have a favor you'd like to ask of me?"

Phil looked taken aback. "A favor?"

"Yes, that is the most common reason people summon demons. Thought I wouldn't mind fulfilling sexual desires." Dan winked at Phil, Phil's eyes widening. "Though, you don't look like one who's looking for sex."