Dreaming of Demons

spoonring: Good. ;)

jazz: O.o Gabby...? Greggy?

TricksterMessiah: Yep!

cee dee: He could probably think of a few more things ;)

Itchan: Yeah, totally didn't know, but hey, it works :D

Munez: Actually, there hasn't. The only chapter that has any description is the first. You... like Greggory? O.o. It's probably because it's sort of hard to write someone as a bad character, while trying to keep the story humourous. At least for me, anyway.

khayman: Well, sorry i made you wait for this chapter :(. ... ... ... :D. If it's Jay, he'll probably drive Seth crazy pretty soon. ;)

Kitaro: NOOOOO!!! We really couldn't have that... I want wings too... D;

kylee: Yeah, probably. But were's the fun in that? ;)

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The minute I got away and stopped stumbling all over the fucking place, I got to Seth, who was giving me a WTF look.

“It was payback for biting me,” I said.

“I never bit you!” Greggy yelled out.

“Oh yeah… It’s payback for molesting me, then.” I quickly thought of another good reason, and soon I was behind Seth, glaring at Greggy from around Seth’s arm.

Greggy, of course, was glaring right back, and holding onto his hand. I hope I didn’t make him bleed.

Wait, yes I do. I hope it gets infected, too. He deserves it for having such ugly wings.

“Get the fuck out of here.” Seth said, and I was about to say, fuck you, too, until I realized he wasn’t talking to me.

Fucking tell us who your talking about, idiot, or you’ll make more than one person mad.

As I’ve had the luck to find out, many times, in fact.

“Oh, come on, Seth, what the fuck do you see in a idiotic kid like that?” I am a full grown idiot, thank you.

Or is twenty one considered grown up? Fuck.

“I mean it, Gregory. Get out of here, and leave us alone.” Oh yeah, make it really sound like we’re together. Secret desires, anyone?

“Give me a night with you, and I will.” He really doesn’t know how to stop, does he?

Or he’s really really desperate.

“Like hell,” Seth muttered under his breath, before putting his arm out in front of me, and pushing me back, stepping back with me.

I saw why, Greggy had taken a step forward, towards us.

“Come on, it’ll be fun,” Greggy leered at my demon. Bastard. Seth isn’t allowed to fuck anyone else why he’s trying to get into my pants.

I might not have stated that in the deal, but he’d better know that. What’s the use of trying to make him sexually frustrated, when he’s not actually sexually frustrated.

Just being frustrated, it just doesn’t work.

“If I have to say it one more fucking time, I will kill you.” Oh, wow, darkest I’ve seen Seth. Wish I could see what his face looks like.

“Whatever. I’ll be back when you don’t have a baby hanging onto you.” Greggy is both egomaniacal and childish. What a lovely combination.

But, with that, Greggy turned around and flew off with his ugly wings. Good.

Seth turned around to me, and he looked pissed. I gave him a smile, hoping to alleviate it, but it seems my devilishly good looks aren’t working.

“What the fuck were you thinking!” He practically yelled at me, and I stood my ground.

And by stood my ground, I gave him my most guiltiest, super hard puppy kick look.

If my smile didn’t work, this certainly did. To an extent.

“Are you really this much of an idiot?” He had quieted down. Ran a hand through his hair. Fuck, I still want to touch it.

“Since everyone keeps calling me it, I’d have to say… yes.” I am sorry to inform you all that yes, I am an idiot.

Deal with it. Or not, your choice.

“Move it,” Seth ordered, pushing on my back, and leading me into the woods.

Is the sexy bastard finally going to snap, and have his way with me, or kill me? Or both? If either, I’d hope it’s the former.

Fuck, I don’t even know why I should even think about getting my hopes up. If I didn’t know, Seth liked be sexually frustrated. Or he really was trying to stick to the deal.

And I think he might kill me, because he just pinned me against a tree.

“Do you have any idea what kind of position you just put yourself in?” Uh, wasn’t he the one who put me in this position.

“With Gregory.”

Oh. Well… he got me into that position as well. All he had to do was let me call Blue, and this whole thing could’ve been avoided.

“Sorry?” Of course, I didn’t look or feel sorry.

And by the look on Seth’s face, he knew that.

And then he surprised me by leaning in close to my ear, like he was going to whisper to me.

“I think you owe me, for saving you. Think of it as a… preview of what I‘m going to do to you later.”

…

…What…?

“What the hell are you talking abo-”

I got cut off again, just like when Greggy put his hand over my mouth.

Except this was Seth, and he definitely didn’t use his hand.

Fuck, I didn’t even torture him this much, and he was already trying to force me? He just fucking broke his end of the deal.

But it wasn’t like I could push him off, I didn’t want to.

So I kissed back.

Or at least as much as I could, because Seth was pressed up against me real hard.

It was sort of uncomfortable, but he let up a bit.

It was weird, cause I still had my eyes open, and so did he, but they were closing really slowly.

His hands moved down to my waist, and the kiss was becoming a little softer.

Well, I didn’t want that.

I got my hand around to the back of Seth’s head, and pushed him closer, and he seemed to catch on, after a second.

After that, it was only a matter of time before his tongue was in my mouth, his body pressed up against mine again, pinning me up against the tree in a much different, better way than earlier.

And it felt soooo good. But it was getting hard to breath, and so I tried pushing Seth away. He didn’t really stop, instead, he went down, sucking and nibbling on my neck, and, suffice to say, that went straight to my groin.

I swore he could feel it pressing up against him, because, if the kissing didn’t get me aroused, the fact that he was did.

I had thought I had enough surprises when he kissed me, no more. You know? Doesn’t work like that.

I just about died of shock when all of a sudden Seth dropped to his knees.

When the fuck did he undo my pants?

When did he pull them down?

Forget that, cause he went straight for the prize.

Fuuuuuck.

He didn’t swallow me all the way, instead, he used one hand for the part he didn’t get, and the other went to my balls.

And then he began to suck.

If I wasn’t completely aroused before, I was now.

I tangled my hands into his hair, it was much softer than I thought it would be, and urged him on, and fuck he knew how to use his tongue.

He started bobbing, back, over the head, licking the slit, then back down again.

I tried to keep my voice down, I really did, but it felt so good.

The hand massaging my balls left, a finger going into my ass, thrusting in and out…

Both the blow job and fingering, I couldn’t help it, I came in Seth’s mouth.

I leaned back against the tree as Seth stood up, licking his lips, and looking at me like he wanted to do much more.

“Fuck, Seth…”

He came back to kiss me again, and it was sort of weird cause he’d just swallowed my own cum, but I decided to ignore it for now. I pushed my body against him, but… something was wrong.

“Did you…?”

I went back a little, to look at him, but he wouldn’t look me in the eye, and his face was red. He sort of had that look on his face, like when he… needed to use the bathroom back at the hotel.

“You did.” I stated, and let out an unbelieving laugh.

Seems the sexy bastard doesn’t have that much control when he’s sucking someone off.

I’m… not really sure if that’s a good thing or not. I didn’t really plan on letting him fuck me until Greggy was off my ass.

But… I wanted to touch him, too!

“I-I’m sorry. That was the first time I ever did anything like that.”

Eheh… what?

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“Well, yeah, but, you gotta be kidding me. What, are you going to say you’re a virgin, too?”

Seth gave me a look.

Oh my god, Seth has never had sex before.

I haven’t either, but I mean, fuck. He was, what, a sixty year old gay demon virgin?

“Sex isn’t a major factor in our life until we’ve gone a really long time without mates.”

“How long can you go?”

“Around ninety years.”

Something didn’t add up here.

“Then how the hell do you expect to do anything to me? Wait for another thirty years?”

“There’s this thing.” This sounds interesting. “Sometimes a demon finds a human that… gets them excited.”

Tell me something, is it normal to feel like I’m the one who should be embarrassed about what he’s saying? I feel like when we all had to watch that… entering puberty video. You know, the one where they have to split the guys and girls up, to talk about different things. When we were too young to know what the hell the other class was talking about, and I had more than one girl come up and ask me what it was.

Of course, I’m pretty sure, if they even remember that, that they might connect this and that, and get something.

Something.

But back to the main point.

A virgin?

“Then how the hell do you know what your doing?” I couldn’t help but blurt out. You should’ve seen the redness of his face.

This is going to be really awkward, I can tell.

I mean, how the hell is he going to know what to do when he finally fucks me?

Oh my god, he said…

I get him excited.

Good.

Is it weird that I feel like squealing right now?

I mean, I’m not going to, but I want to.

“You broke the deal.” I stated, and watched as he backed away a little, and leaned against another tree.

“Lets make another.” He seems pretty cool and collected now, even though he came in his own pants without me touching him.

Speaking of which, that must be uncomfortable.

Just like the fact that I had yet to pull my underwear and pants back up.

Which I did, glaring at Seth as I did so.

“What do you have in mind?” I asked, and watched as Seth leaned his head against the tree.

“How about… a bit of a competition?” Hm… I’m not sure if I like where this is going. I listened intently as Seth explained it to me. Apparently, we were going to have to keep our hands off each other. We can, however, ‘flaunt our stuff.’ Not exactly how he worded it, but I think you’d understand better this way.

Whoever broke first, the one that makes a move on the other, has to do whatever the other wants.

Say if I come on to Seth, like, kissed him, or anything do anything sexually, I have to let him fuck me, and go along with any sort of kinky stuff he has in mind. Sounds like a plan, only…

“What makes you think I’m going to break?” It’s not like I ever told him I was gay or anything. “What makes you think I’m gay?”

The fact that I just let him suck me off and finger me might hint at my sexual preferences.

Either way, I just got a evil smile.

Not the dark evil. The mischievous one that reminds me of the Grinch.

Not that Seth looks like the Grinch, but come on, it’s fucking evil.

“Lets get going to the car.” He said, and before walking off. The jackass didn’t even look to see if I was following, and I was sort of thinking of just standing there.

Oh, wait, he’s looking back now. Okay, I’m following.

We got back to the car, and started off.

I kept looking at Seth out of the corner of my eye, and once I was sure he knew I was doing it, I started just plain staring at him.

“What?” He asked, and I shrugged.

“Still kind of hard to believe you’re a virgin.”

“Don’t rub it in my face. I have my reasons.” Wonder what kind of reasons that was?

But now, we have a bit of a problem, cause how is he going to know what to do when he fucks me? Oh god, I hope he doesn’t insist on bottoming.

He’s already turned around everything that I’ve been thinking already, I don’t need anymore.

But you know what?

I don’t want to be a cat anymore.