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The demon made a low, rumbling sound as they swiped at the cut with their forked tongue, like they didn’t want to waste even a single drop, their eyes flashing. Joy’s heart skipped a beat when those burning red eyes locked with hers. She swore she could feel the wound on her finger slowly closing up.
The demon stared at her magically healed finger with a hunger Joy couldn’t describe, before they regretfully let it go.
Joy snatched her hand back, pressing it to her chest. Her pussy was slick and swollen, her clitthrobbing,her heart slamming like a jackhammer against her ribs.
“Okay,” she said, her voice high.
“Say the vow,” the demon commanded, their voice rough.
Joy clenched her thighs together, locking her trembling knees to keep herself from dropping to the floor.
Her voice was still breathless when she recited, “Igris, entis, untis, represe.”
The bond settled on her, like a golden thread behind her ribs, linked to the demon in front of her. When she touched her chest, instinctively reaching for it, she felt it pulse in answer, and knew it was the demon that had responded.
She dropped her hand, her cheeks burning, the evidence hidden underneath her melanin.
“The deal has been struck,” the demon said. Their eyes glowed white as they spoke, and their voice now held a certain boom. It shouldn’t have made Joy even wetter. “I will help you get the vengeance you seek.”
TWO
“That’s it? It’s done?”
“It is done.”
“Delicious,” Joy couldn’t help but say, even though she knew it made her sound like a cartoon villain.
The demon stepped out of the summoning circle. Joy instinctively took a step backward, her heart hammering. How did they seem even bigger now? Had their horns been brushing the ceiling before? And holy fuck, theirtail. It was smooth,thick where it protruded fromhis lowerback, and tapered to the end, with an upside-down heart forming its tip. As the demon moved, their smoky, shadowy robes rustled, their wings flexing and stretching wide. Fuck, those wings. Her eyes instinctively darted downward to the darkened area between their legs, before she quickly tore her gaze away with a flush.
She squared her shoulders and glanced at the clock. Icy World would be closing soon; they needed to move now.
“Whatare you called, human?”
“You may call me Joy,” she said, heading to her wardrobe.
She lived in what Nigerians referred to as a “self-contained”, which consisted literally of only two rooms; the bathroom, and an area that served as the living room, kitchen, and bedroom, the former two split from the latter with a flimsy white net held up to the ceiling with thin black ropes nailed to the walls. Said nets were parted and pinned to the walls at the moment, looking out into the rest of the unit, but it did nothing to make the space feel more open.
The demon’s presence should’ve felt invading in her small space, but it felt the literal opposite. Like they were meant to be here. Which was fucking ridiculous.
As she opened her wardrobe, she couldn’t help but glance at her bed. She couldn’t remember when last she’d had a proper sleep—at least, anything longer than an hour or two. But, what if—if she asked the demon to watch over her—
For a moment, desperate longing burned. Her eyes grew heavy with an almost painful exhaustion. It would feel so good—she would feel so refreshed—
She tore her gaze away from the neatly made mattress, furious.Weak. Snivelling.Did she really need a guard dog now, just to go to sleep? Fucking pathetic.Grow a fucking spine, Joy.
The demon tsked behind her.
She glanced at them, glaring. “What?”
Their lips twitched. “Humans give away their names so freely, so easily. I have never understood it.”
“It’s literally just common courtesy. It’s considered polite.”
“I acknowledge your explanation, but I refuse to understand it.” Joy rolled her eyes. She bit the inside of her cheek when she realised she’d been about to smile, like the demon was her fuckingfriendor something. “What are your pronouns?”
“She/her. And you?”
“He/him.”
