[Oneshot]Demon Love
Title: Demon Love
Chapter: 1/1
Fandom: Original
Language: English
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: violent imaginary, sex, abuse, mindfuck,
Pairings: demon/human
Note: This is a songfic to ASP - Demon Love.
Now you've torn down my walls
The walls build to protect me against this
The boy looked up with wide eyes, looked up at the other standing before him, the grin on his face making goose-bumps raise on his arms. He was afraid, scared and nervous, unsure of what laid in front of him. What had he gotten himself into. He'd never gone so far, never let this dark side of himself loose, never gave way to his darkest desires.
You pushed me now I fall
The strongest man can be slain by a kiss
The first step had been so easy, so simple. He hadn't hesitated, not waited an instant when he had been offered the simple touch, the comfort of a hug, an embrace, next a chaste kiss, a sealing of lips, a clash of teeth a fight of tongue. It was easy, so easy to give in once the first step was done.
You trespassed my frontiers
I felt this time I would not be deceived
Soon it escalated, so soon so fast so high. He hadn't expected it, hadn't been able to fight when borders were broken and new ground was touched. It had felt so nice, so good, so right. Like nothing could go wrong, nothing to destroy this perfect universe.
You took away my fears
I opened up once more just to see you leave
It was getting easier and easier, giving in, submitting, obeying the voice, the touch, the thought. Everything made sense, nothing was wrong, felt wrong, frightened him. But then it all had gone terribly wrong. He didn't know when, but suddenly the presence had disappeared, had left him empty and bare and needing, wanting.
Your poison kiss spread through my body
Finally it reached my heart
It was eating on him, eating away his insides, his will to live. It was moving slowly through his veins, into every cell, every pore of his body, every fiber of his being, filling him with despair and sorrow and pain, so much pain and distress.
I fall down on my knees and cry
I should have known in from the start
He was withdrawing, curling up in his room, not leaving not eating not sleeping not moving. All he did was cry, cry and think about how he'd known this already, should have known it wouldn't work, couldn't work with him.
Demon love
Demon love
He could still see the other clearly, strong and dark and dangerous. His beautiful demon with his white skin and sharp claws, the eyes that gleamed like coal and burned like fire.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
Have mercy
It was hurting, hurting from deep inside. And all he could do to ease the pain was hurt more, let others hurt him, let them violate him just to make it ache less. Deep down he was just waiting, waiting and aching, aching for the one being that could cure him.
Demon love
Demon love
"You are back", he whispered as he looked at the other, dark wings unfolded, horns on his head, fingers long claws, face an ugly mask of hate and rage.
"Yes", came the low hissed growl from broken lips. He was disgusted by this now, the other making his stomach want to lurch. But he couldn't fight. He'd longed for it, given up his whole being for it. He couldn't step back now.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
He trembled and sobbed, hating himself for his want and wanting more all the same as the demon used him, abused him. He hated himself for it, for his willingness, for the way his body reacted, didn't seem to mind as he was hit and kicked, called names and spat on. His flesh reacted, heated, reddened, and he did nothing but feel, was willing body under the other's skilled hands. Like plaster he was formed and molded to the other's wishes and he didn't fight it at all. No matter how much he wished for it he had no power to resist.
Have mercy
Pass my by
I wrote love-letters on
Your skin, they still burn on my fingertips
It had been a game to him, a new toy, a new obsession. He'd charmed him, caressed him, pleased him, made sure the boy was ensnared, felt loved and gave in to him. But he, too, had been ensnared. Had given in to his little wishes, had given him more than what he intended. Gave him the small part reserved for his one true mate.
And even now you're gone
Your taste - it still remains upon my lips
He'd have to leave. Had to give up on the little coveted creature that would all to soon fall under the power of age that ruled over the mortals. He'd told himself over and over again that he'd have to abandon his priced possession. But he couldn't forget him. Couldn't forget the way the boy had felt under him, sounded, tasted, smelled. He still remembered it like it was the first day.
How could you be so mean?
Your touched showed me a glimpse of paradise
He threw a vase at the wall, a stone, a fire ball, anything to let out the rage, to ease his wrath. He wouldn't allow this. Couldn't allow it. How could a creature like that touch him like that? Leave him longing with just the memory of a look. A new room, a new body...and soon enough a dead corpse. Nothing to still the ache, to feed the appetite.
You linger in my dreams
I still can feel you when I close my eyes
He was awake again. Another night kept awake, another night spend with cheap whores that never helped. He couldn't let loose. Couldn't give way to the passion burning inside him. All he could think of was blond hair and soft eyes, eyes like molten gold, looking at him with so much desire, so much need, so much love.
Demon love
Demon love
This was it. This was the end. He wouldn't let this happen, wouldn't have any of this. He decided. He wouldn't let a mere mortal unbalance him like that. He wouldn't let it happen. He'd go and end it, end him, show him what really laid under smooth skin, show him what it was he loved and desired. The real demon.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
Have mercy
He didn't believe it. The boy was still willing, still following as he told him to undress. He still obeyed when he pushed him to his knees and undid his pants. It was sickening in a way as he watched the boy lick him, swallow him. He couldn't stand it. Why wouldn't he just leave, flee this and let go. Growling he grabbed soft strands and pushed, pushed until golden eyes were filled with tears and pleading.
Demon love
Demon love
This was better, so much better. The boy turned over, face hidden in the covers as he fucked him, slashed his back open with his claws. And still he could hear the moans coming through the feathers, the moans and sobs. He could smell it again, feel and see it. The boy's desire for him, for his touch and lust, for everything he gave to him.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
He felt horrible. He knew he shouldn't. There was no need. The boy was his toy, his pet. His to use and his to discard. But still he hated himself for what he did, for how he made use of supple flesh. It was his, all his, and he did as he pleased with it. But he didn't enjoy it, didn't enjoy the way his flesh was caressed, taken in and pleasured, his body brought to release over and over again. This was not what he'd come here for. He'd wanted the hate and rage, the fear and the rejection. Had wanted the boy to hate him and send him away, not to want him and let him be. He couldn't do this. And still he continued, tortured his little soul, broke his little body until all that was left were little shards that not even he could put together again.
Have mercy
Pass my by
Chapter: 1/1
Fandom: Original
Language: English
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: violent imaginary, sex, abuse, mindfuck,
Pairings: demon/human
Note: This is a songfic to ASP - Demon Love.
Now you've torn down my walls
The walls build to protect me against this
The boy looked up with wide eyes, looked up at the other standing before him, the grin on his face making goose-bumps raise on his arms. He was afraid, scared and nervous, unsure of what laid in front of him. What had he gotten himself into. He'd never gone so far, never let this dark side of himself loose, never gave way to his darkest desires.
You pushed me now I fall
The strongest man can be slain by a kiss
The first step had been so easy, so simple. He hadn't hesitated, not waited an instant when he had been offered the simple touch, the comfort of a hug, an embrace, next a chaste kiss, a sealing of lips, a clash of teeth a fight of tongue. It was easy, so easy to give in once the first step was done.
You trespassed my frontiers
I felt this time I would not be deceived
Soon it escalated, so soon so fast so high. He hadn't expected it, hadn't been able to fight when borders were broken and new ground was touched. It had felt so nice, so good, so right. Like nothing could go wrong, nothing to destroy this perfect universe.
You took away my fears
I opened up once more just to see you leave
It was getting easier and easier, giving in, submitting, obeying the voice, the touch, the thought. Everything made sense, nothing was wrong, felt wrong, frightened him. But then it all had gone terribly wrong. He didn't know when, but suddenly the presence had disappeared, had left him empty and bare and needing, wanting.
Your poison kiss spread through my body
Finally it reached my heart
It was eating on him, eating away his insides, his will to live. It was moving slowly through his veins, into every cell, every pore of his body, every fiber of his being, filling him with despair and sorrow and pain, so much pain and distress.
I fall down on my knees and cry
I should have known in from the start
He was withdrawing, curling up in his room, not leaving not eating not sleeping not moving. All he did was cry, cry and think about how he'd known this already, should have known it wouldn't work, couldn't work with him.
Demon love
Demon love
He could still see the other clearly, strong and dark and dangerous. His beautiful demon with his white skin and sharp claws, the eyes that gleamed like coal and burned like fire.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
Have mercy
It was hurting, hurting from deep inside. And all he could do to ease the pain was hurt more, let others hurt him, let them violate him just to make it ache less. Deep down he was just waiting, waiting and aching, aching for the one being that could cure him.
Demon love
Demon love
"You are back", he whispered as he looked at the other, dark wings unfolded, horns on his head, fingers long claws, face an ugly mask of hate and rage.
"Yes", came the low hissed growl from broken lips. He was disgusted by this now, the other making his stomach want to lurch. But he couldn't fight. He'd longed for it, given up his whole being for it. He couldn't step back now.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
He trembled and sobbed, hating himself for his want and wanting more all the same as the demon used him, abused him. He hated himself for it, for his willingness, for the way his body reacted, didn't seem to mind as he was hit and kicked, called names and spat on. His flesh reacted, heated, reddened, and he did nothing but feel, was willing body under the other's skilled hands. Like plaster he was formed and molded to the other's wishes and he didn't fight it at all. No matter how much he wished for it he had no power to resist.
Have mercy
Pass my by
I wrote love-letters on
Your skin, they still burn on my fingertips
It had been a game to him, a new toy, a new obsession. He'd charmed him, caressed him, pleased him, made sure the boy was ensnared, felt loved and gave in to him. But he, too, had been ensnared. Had given in to his little wishes, had given him more than what he intended. Gave him the small part reserved for his one true mate.
And even now you're gone
Your taste - it still remains upon my lips
He'd have to leave. Had to give up on the little coveted creature that would all to soon fall under the power of age that ruled over the mortals. He'd told himself over and over again that he'd have to abandon his priced possession. But he couldn't forget him. Couldn't forget the way the boy had felt under him, sounded, tasted, smelled. He still remembered it like it was the first day.
How could you be so mean?
Your touched showed me a glimpse of paradise
He threw a vase at the wall, a stone, a fire ball, anything to let out the rage, to ease his wrath. He wouldn't allow this. Couldn't allow it. How could a creature like that touch him like that? Leave him longing with just the memory of a look. A new room, a new body...and soon enough a dead corpse. Nothing to still the ache, to feed the appetite.
You linger in my dreams
I still can feel you when I close my eyes
He was awake again. Another night kept awake, another night spend with cheap whores that never helped. He couldn't let loose. Couldn't give way to the passion burning inside him. All he could think of was blond hair and soft eyes, eyes like molten gold, looking at him with so much desire, so much need, so much love.
Demon love
Demon love
This was it. This was the end. He wouldn't let this happen, wouldn't have any of this. He decided. He wouldn't let a mere mortal unbalance him like that. He wouldn't let it happen. He'd go and end it, end him, show him what really laid under smooth skin, show him what it was he loved and desired. The real demon.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
Have mercy
He didn't believe it. The boy was still willing, still following as he told him to undress. He still obeyed when he pushed him to his knees and undid his pants. It was sickening in a way as he watched the boy lick him, swallow him. He couldn't stand it. Why wouldn't he just leave, flee this and let go. Growling he grabbed soft strands and pushed, pushed until golden eyes were filled with tears and pleading.
Demon love
Demon love
This was better, so much better. The boy turned over, face hidden in the covers as he fucked him, slashed his back open with his claws. And still he could hear the moans coming through the feathers, the moans and sobs. He could smell it again, feel and see it. The boy's desire for him, for his touch and lust, for everything he gave to him.
You make me despise myself
Degrade myself
He felt horrible. He knew he shouldn't. There was no need. The boy was his toy, his pet. His to use and his to discard. But still he hated himself for what he did, for how he made use of supple flesh. It was his, all his, and he did as he pleased with it. But he didn't enjoy it, didn't enjoy the way his flesh was caressed, taken in and pleasured, his body brought to release over and over again. This was not what he'd come here for. He'd wanted the hate and rage, the fear and the rejection. Had wanted the boy to hate him and send him away, not to want him and let him be. He couldn't do this. And still he continued, tortured his little soul, broke his little body until all that was left were little shards that not even he could put together again.
Have mercy
Pass my by