THE LANDLORD I

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*(adult themes , not smut exactly but still adult themes)

Lily arrived at Edgars door , she kicked it to get attention .
Dizmal was putting Edgar back to bed , Raskal was once more just sitting and fiddling with the Shard from Chamuels sword 🗡 .... he jumped up when he heard lily call to them to please get the door( as she had her hands full ) Raskal took the soup pot off her hands , as he turned to put it on the table he dropped the sword shard into the soup, it kind of fizzed and glowed before he fished it out , and slipped it back into his pocket. Lily didn't notice the shard glowing in the soup , nor Raskal fishing out the shard as the soup was boiling hot it would have burnt a mortal .
Lily had also made some chicken pastries, and blackberry pastries  , both Dizmal and Raskal approached the table drawn by the glorious smell of the human food ( neither of them have any real need of that kind of sustenance but are learning it is another form of pleasurable experience , that now and into the future of their living in the human world they both enjoy )
They both sniffed the air and smiled and lily was very proud and happy with their reaction, she said " I'm just sad Edgar can't join us in the feast other than the soup , he always enjoyed the odd pastry when we had spare " , " he used to tell my husband that he was a very lucky man " and she giggled at her vanity .
Raskal piped up and agreed her husband had indeed been a lucky man ( to which Dizmal rolled his eyes ) lily giggled with embarrassment ..... with that lily placed Edgars soup by the fire 🔥 to keep warm , she placed bowls of soup on the table , a chicken pie by each bowl and the big blackberry tart  as a deliciously sweet centre piece in the centre of the table .
As they sat down at the table there was a banging on the door, then it swung open and the landlord strode  in and was about to laud it over Lily and exact favour from her till  he realised they weren't alone  . ( Now the landlord was a pig of a man, he had never been any different , spoiled by his mother and had born into a fairly well to do family , only gambling in the taverns and losing most of his
property save this land and property he lives in and let's out , it has made his demeanour quite sour )  he kind of let out a splutter when Dizmal rose to his full height , and a mean look that no one  but the landlord saw , and Raskal got the door and ushered the pig out ... landlord looked past Raskal at lily and spat "rent is due for you both tomorrow ..... pay on time or you are out "  Raskal slammed the door behind him looked at Dizmal . Dizmal just gave half a nod , "I'll be visiting him Tonight " he muttered just loud enough for Razzy to hear . They both returned to lily and their small feast that she prepared for them . While they had no need for human sustenance they both thought the food smelled pleasant and were eager to try it . Raskal admitted later that human food isn't too bad and quite pleasing to the tongue .
Raskal offered to feed Edgar ( mainly due to the fact the soup had a funny glow after he dropped the shard into it) first sip of soup Edgar was given the funny glow spread all over Edgars face and disappeared just as quick as it came ( oh well thought Raskal , he's dying anyway ..... tho they too had the soup it didn't affect them the same way )
After Lily went home , Dizmal sat by the fire staring into the flames thinking about Raskals little obsession with lily , knowing Edgars desire for her as well .... and remembering how obsessions with humans can end badly ..... very badly .
Dizmal had zoned out ( Raskal was just sitting in the other armchair by the fire watching this scene play out yet again , his bro zones out obviously deep in thought and far away .... ) pretty soon he'll sense sadness , self loathing & and a kind of emptiness steal over him , before he finally pulls himself out of it in a mood .
Raskal settles into the armchair as he awaits Dizmals cantankerous mood evolving, he is staring at the shard of Chamuels sword , deep in thoughts of his own ..... why , WHY was HE ( a demon)allowed to wield a holy relic , why is this piece still not burning into his demon flesh .... why did the soup for Edgar glow and not for them??????
"WHY?" ..he muttered out loud .
That was enough to jog Dizmal back to the now , and his mood was filthy .
He let out a demonic growl as he leapt up from the chair ready and rearing to go . "Keep out of trouble " he bit at Raskal
"You need to nip this obsession with Lily in the bud, it's a bad idea ..... stupid in fact, demons and humans are not compatible... GET OVER IT !!!"he snarled at Raskal .
Raskal had been about to mention the shard thing but decided to leave it for now .
He tried to broach the subject  of Dizmals mood . "Dizzy ..... I know sometimes you get lost in your thoughts , and you come back in a really dark mood or wallow in sadness ..... I want to ask why ???... and why are you dead against Lily "
Dizmal hissed at him... " iam NOT against lily personally , she is a sweet girl the human world NEEDS more Lily's ... it's your obsession with her,  your lust for her it will lead places you
can't imagine Raskal ... bad ... BAD IDEA!!!" " I FORBID IT!!!
Raskal spat " you can't forbid me anything  ...I'll do as I please " he said defiantly
"You'll destroy her , .... just like I did to lady Cor..... 'hissss' " he let out a hellish torturous sound .
"Tell me why Diz , why are you like this , what is it that upsets you so much ?...I've heard rumours but you have never talked with me about it"
"UGHHHHH!!!....not now .. NOT NOW "
And with that Dizmal  disappeared into the ether .... presumably off to feed  Raskal thinks to himself , and he almost pitied the victim of  of Dizmals hunger .... ALMOST!!!
Dizmal entered the landlords abode , he was half drunk and reading an banned by the church novel "the whoring widow ". From the moment he entered  the landlords dwelling he could sense the filth in his soul. He was a narcissistic pig , using women for his perverse pleasures, believing it is his right as the landlord to use and discard women as he saw fit .
The hatred within Dizmal increased , he could feel a lusting angry hatred from this man , an all consuming hatred for others And especially for women, even his own mother ( he saw himself a great man, handsome , rich,  pleasant demeanour , friendly and desirable .)he was in reality none of these things , he was pathetic , self absorbed definately NOT  handsome, not rich either ( but not poor by the days standard, he had no need to work and the rents he received meant he had no need to toil for anyone, but still did not wear fine clothes nor drink fine wine , or attract women ( not even the higher class of whore would have anything to do with him , like he believed they or any woman should , they should all desire him , want him .)
Since he was drunk and already in bit of a stupor and Dizmal places the miserable rat into a partial sleep paralysis ( not allowing him to move , but allowing him to converse .)
He allowed the landlord to see him by the light flickering from the fireplace.
"YOU !!! What are you doing  in my house get out ..... GET OUUUT!!!!!"
With that Dizmal was up close , in his face sneering at him , menacingly inspecting the landlords face closely watching his expressions has He casually dug about in the letches thoughts.
Having Dizmal root around in your mind is like trying to close a door and someone just smashing it open with ease and it hanging on its hinge precariously in danger of dropping , and some one letting a mountain of bull ants loose in your brain , marching about scratching and biting at the inside of your skull.
"Oh you really are a piece of work aren't you human!?!?"
The landlord was trying to rid himself of the uncomfortable feeling of Dizmal rummaging around in his thoughts and memories, but to no avail , he was squirming with discomfort, wanting to escape , the hot burning breath on
His face , the stale smell of death ( still lingering odour from Abyzmals dispatching)
"WHO ARE YOU ???!!.... you're no man !!.... are you ???
"Oh you're only dreaming human .....and dreams can't hurt you can they ?!?!".... Sneering with sarcasm. ... he he he
Dizmal face was only an inch away from his and looked deep into him, and while he was gazing at him like a lover might , Dizmal casually bared his razor like fangs. Licked his lips seductively .
The panic was rising in the landlord now , this felt very familiar... in fact he had a horrible feeling this 'thing's was using his own seductive model against him, if so he was in trouble .
"No, please !!! , what do you want ?!?!, I have money , I'll give you some gold to go away and leave me alone , please , PLEASE , don't hurt me .
"Oh you are deliciously disgusting aren't you , no ......I'm not going to hurt you you are going to hurt yourself , you filthy pig ."
With this comment from Dizmal , the landlord could feel the demon bringing forth memories he had tried to bury , and had the hard hearted landlord sobbing for mercy as he tried in vain not to relive his own pain bought on by his own arrogance , to which only recieved a look of dreamy pleasure on Dizmals face as he inhaled the landlords anguish and misery , and his pleading for mercy from the demon fell on deaf ears just as those who have pled for mercy from the landlord fell on deaf ears .
The landlord was sweating and sobbing , wallowing in mental anguish, satisfied for now , Dizmal slowly and seductively pushed the sweaty tendrils of hair out of the landlords face so he could gaze into his filthy soul, now you are going to forget about this little visit , but I'm going to come back and we are going to visit these memories  again .... this and many other .... would you like that ?!!
The horrified look on the landlords face pleased Dizmal immensely .... not unlike dessert after a delicious meal ,
With that Dizmal left as quickly as he'd come with demonic laughter ringing in the landlords ears.
Raskal was pleased to see Dizmal return in a better mood than he left.
" A successful visit I take it, eh Dizzy!?"
" most assuredly .... Im thinking might be able to use this one, no one will miss him , we will see."

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