The Prototype Gamer

The Prototype Gamer

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This is my fist Fan-fiction. I do not own any ideas that influenced this Fan-fiction. I only own the story itself. Prototype is owned by Activision. All anime, video games, pics, gifs, etc are not owned by me, all have rightful owners and are copyrighted. Y/N randomly woke to a holographic screen informing him that he has been selected as the new [Gamer] and has been tossed into Highschool DxD as the start of his multiverse adventure.
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#1 IN SHORT STORY COLLECTION (3/21/20) #1 In DealWithTheDevil #5 in Teenager #7 in Devil (As of 7/04/2018) Every touch on your skin is hot, burning even, like it'll evaporate you if you take even one more. He has you pinned against the wall and is scanning your body with his now glowing red eyes. They only glow for two reasons- for anger, and for desire. "Didn't you always read in stories that I'm a master of temptation? Of manipulation?" He breathes lightly against your neck, tilting your head by the wad of hair he's now twisted around his finger. Your heart races against his body as you realize once again the deal you've made. "I never believed in that stuff," you squeak out an answer in between pants. His servants knock on the door, and with a snap, he locks it tight. You feel one of his fangs trace the thin of your skin and you jolt. He smirks. "And yet you saw the unbelievable and still dealed with me. You brave, sexy little thing," He picks you up by the thighs and walks you to the bed that he's now snapped a black comforter onto before throwing you onto it. Just as you catch your breath, chains appear around your ankles and wrists as he traces kisses up your shin. You watch him crawl up your thigh just before catching a glimpse of the tribal pentagram on your hip that glows the closer he gets to it. "You're mine now, Kaya." WARNING: This story is HOT! SEXY SCENES AND Vulgar language, and a steamy, STEAMY relationship between a demi-demon and Lucifer himself. Viewer discretion is advised.

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