Paint Me Green and Give Me a Soul [2017] [P/UP]

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Andrew POV-

"There's quite a bit you don't know about me, Andrew Cheslock."

The words rang in my ears as I watched the demon scrunch up her face at my flat.

"You know, from someone with the noble name of Cheslock, I would have assumed you'd live in a mansion, not some crummy apartment like this." She muttered.

My brows knitted together as a surge of annoyance flowed through me. "Hey, don't go around criticizing where I live! It's not my fault that my family's manor was destroyed, like, a hundred something years ago during the last fire of London!"

I watched her eyes widen for a moment before she clasped her chin in one hand and began to pace, muttering all the while about 'what had Sebastian done?'.

That's the second time she's mentioned this Sebastian guy.

After a few more moments, she turned abruptly back to me. "Take me to the Cheslock manor, or at least tell me where it is."

I stared at her for a minute with furrowed brows before shaking my head. "Uh, yeah. Sure. It's just a couple hundred kilometers north of here, surrounded by woods."

She smiled.

I didn't like that smile.

"Perfect." She said, opening a window.

I came up behind her and watched as she crawled out onto the fire escape. "What're you-?!"

I cut myself off as she grabbed me with inhuman strength and pulled me out of the building and into her arms, bridal style.

"MORGAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" I demanded, my normally low voice rising a couple of octaves as she stepped up onto the railing.

"I've always wanted to do this!" She exclaimed, then jumped off the edge of the eleven story building.

I screamed in fear and wrapped my arms as tight as I could around her slender neck while she just cheered in delight.

"WOOHOO!" She howled as her feet hit the next building over and she jumped once more.

"IS THIS A BAD TIME TO MENTION THAT I'M AFRAID OF HEIGHTS?!" I shouted in her ear over the roar of the wind as we bounced off yet another building.

The demon laughed, "YEAH, A LITTLE!", then let out yet another howl of delight.

We made the normally several hour long trip in just under ten minutes.

"Hey, Andrew." I felt her shaking me in her arms a bit. "We've landed you big baby."

I cracked my eyes open just a bit and saw the grass beneath her feet, then flung myself out of her arms and onto the earth.

"Oh my god, please don't ever do that ever ever again...!" I gasped, rolling to lay on my back and look up at my demon.

She wasn't there.

I sat up and looked around. "Morgan?" I called, then stood and gasped at what I saw.

My demon was standing in front of what had once been a torn down pile of ash and rubble, but was now a mansion fit for the queen herself.

Three stories and gigantic, it stood like a beacon in the clearing, black marble gleaming in the sun.

"Not bad for my first time, right?" The demoness remarked with a proud grin, her hands on her hips as she stood next to me.

"What did you do...?" I breathed in amazement. I couldn't tear my eyes away from it.