Demons & Mages (Demon Ace x Sorceress Reader)

Chapter 7: Satisfaction Brought It Back

I spat out bits of chewed up sausage as I shot up to my feet.

The white rune-etched summoning circle was no longer filled with swirling purple smoke. Instead, at the clear circles edge sat the demon, cross-legged and smirking at me in a way that displayed four, sharp, white canines. A small pair of curved brown horns poked through shaggy looking black hair that came down just past his chin. His skin was tan and there were black, tribal-like flames tattooed up his arms and arcing over his shoulders. His clothes consisted of black mid-thigh length shorts, metal forearm and shin guards, and a necklace with thick shiny red beads.

The demon spoke to me...

The demon... fucking spoke... to me...

A few beats of silence must have passed because the demon spoke again, cocking an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Mulier hominum, –" The demon hissed – "I asked you a question."

"Ummm..."

What an intelligent reply. But honestly, what the hell are you supposed to say to a freaking demon who has been keeping itself hidden behind a cloud of thick smoke for longer than you've been held captive?

A flash of black moved behind him.

"Uh, you have a tail?" It came out as more of a question than a statement. The long, black, whip-like appendage flickered up and down, not unlike that of an irritated cat.

"Clearly." He stated before silence settled over us. A tension filled silence where a staring contest ensued, neither of us blinking or taking our eyes off the other.

The demon shifted slightly and took in deep breath.

"Whatever you have there, smells pretty good."

"It's.... decent." I responded hesitantly.

I flicked my eyes down to the fruit bowl before bringing them back up to the demon. The demon who was still bound to a summoning circle and who cannot attack me as long as I stay on the other side.

"You want more fruit?" I asked slowly.

"If that's what you threw at me earlier, than yes." He hissed, lips curving into a sly smile as I picked up the bowl.

I slowly walked over to the summoning circle with the bowl of fruit in hand, not removing my eyes from the demon confined within its rune etched lines as I moved closer and crouched down to the floor. As long as I didn't go into the circle, he couldn't harm me. I set the bowl down and slowly pushed it over the circle's lines. As soon as the edge of the rim was inside the demon snatched it away and began devouring its contents.

I exhaled a breath of air I didn't know I was holding and sat back on my heels.

"Some of these taste a little different than the last fruit you threw." He commented.

"That's because there are some different types of fruit in there this time." I responded.

He hummed thoughtfully and returned to eating the fruit. Another moment passed and then he turned his gaze back up to me, a small smirk playing on his lips.

"Something of interest, Puella?"

"You're um... You're talking... to me..."

"Yes."

".... Why?"

His dull red eyes flickered around the room we were in before he answered.

"You are a prisoner like me. You don't have a desire to form a contract with me."