Devil's Bane: An Alastor & OC Tale

Our Deepest Fears

             Upon arriving back at the Hotel, Devyn had to wait for what seemed like forever for Alastor to leave him alone long enough for him to make a phone call, soon after he made his way to the back alley again.  Waiting for when She would show, it didn't take long to feel her presence as she glided down to land in front of him. Slyvaia 'Mills' Bane was her name, having taken his name not long after they had met proclaiming to be his one and only mate.  Her entire body was the color of red; she had webbed wings that wrapped around her like a cloak and horns that bend towards the back of her head that held a luscious amount of black hair.  Her eyes were yellow unless she was angry then they glowed white, wearing nothing but a bikini type of cloth that barely covered anything.

"Devyn, darling, how nice to see you again."  Devyn kept his face still as he looked at her, thinking back on how they had first met, the two of them had known each other for nearly a hundred years.  She knew everything about him, including how much his businesses meant to him.  He glared at her then,

"Slyvaia, that was foolish.  You realize, the Radio Demon and I had to clean up your little stunt at the Club?  I had to make sure he didn't find out the real details of that 'drug' you had Hayden put in the food."  It had been foolish.

"Well, I'm sorry.  You pissed me off; furthermore, I was confused as to why you were even staying at this 'Happy Hotel' what are you trying to move on and seek redemption?"  She sneered returning his glare while crossing her arms; her wings had unfurled with her irritation.

"Please, don't be ridiculous.  I'm just doing a part to help with the program that's here.  It's not like I don't do this kind of thing already which by the way pissed me off because you know how I feel about my businesses!"  Had anyone been watching the exchange between the two Demons, one would think they were indeed married.  In the heat of the argument, Slyvaia motioned to embrace Devyn pushing him against the brick wall capturing his mouth with her own.  The tension had been so high that she turned it into emotional energy and was feeding the hungry Chef in hopes that he would have a clearer mind and forgive her.  Her hands ran along his body, caressing and rubbing while he fed on her essence from her mouth.  Although it seemed Devyn could sleep and feed on any other Demon, the truth was he didn't want to.  Slyvaia was a Succubus, and as such, she fed on others, long enough, and she too could kill her victims.  Strange how fate made the two of them so similar and yet Devyn didn't feel the same way for her as she did him.  Whereas Devyn being an Incubus with the power to take from others, Slyvaia could take and give to others.  She was his stable source of energy; she could heal him no matter what the cost and she had every time he was in need because Slyvaia truly loved Devyn.

"Don't think this changes anything, I'm still upset with you Sly."  He growled as he broke the kiss, she giggled while rubbing his tender area feeling him aroused.

"Come now, my little Devil, what's wrong with a little fun between mates?"  He scoffed as she continued working his body, he wouldn't forget what she almost released.  The 'drug' that she had given Hayden to put in his food was actually Devyn's blood; it wasn't as potent as it had been decades ago, but the effects were still there.  Devyn had learned to feed in other ways, spilling his blood in the food of different places allowed him to feed on others from afar because anyone who held his blood within their system turned them into containers.  When close enough, the flow of life came in small streams from one being to the other and Devyn had spread his blood everywhere in Hell.  Walking down the street would make him empowered alone.  After a time, Devyn had stopped that practice and went about doing what he loved in helping other Demons.  Because of what Sly had done, the Demon who passed at the Hotel must have had Devyn's blood within him, and since he was the only one around Devyn, probably a weak Demon at that, Devyn had been pulling life from him since he'd been in the proximity of the Demon.