Hotaru and the Demon
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
5,946
Reviews:
19
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
the wedding
AN: here is the next chapter in this story, sorry I haven’t done anything, my dog died.
DISCLAIMER: mine. plot is mine. character personalities are mine, though the names for the goddess and gods i read somewhere, sorry. everything eles is from, as my english teacher once said, my twisted little mind.
THE WEDDING
The wedding march was playing as I look down at my feet walking slowly down the isle. I didn’t hear it though. I was crying, I wanted to live my life, not be married to someone I never met! I stumbled a bit on the front of my dress and Father just pulled me along and didn’t notice. I had a veil blocking my face so no one could see me weeping for my life that was not going to happen. I was going to be wed to some man that I didn’t know and for all I could tell, he was cruel, and beat his servants.
By that time, I was at the alter with the priest of Bian NorthWind saying the vows and my soon to be husband and master, after all, I was my fathers payment to him. My father was lifting up my veil, and I g0t my first look of my new husband. And I screamed. I was expecting some rich nobleman that Father had owed debts to, but this man was no man. He stood about eight feet tall from cloven hooves to his massive black bull horns. He wore a black billowy cloak and nothing else, though from the waste down he had fur. A glossy, thick black fur all the way down, and thankfully, his manhood was hidden by it. The rest of him was a deep shade of red, almost like blood. He had long black fingernails, like claws and deep set eyes that were a most shocking shade of green. A deep shade of green that if you looked straight into them, you would feel as if you were floating.
I on the other hand was only about five feet six inches from sole to crown. I wore the wedding dress that my mother gave to me in my dowry. It was strapless and at the waist it went out like one a princess would wear, with a long train behind it. It was gorgeous. My hair was down and curled loosely with diamonds sewn in my raven, waist-long hair. Unlike my family my eyes were dark, not blue like everyone else’s. Everyone had always said that I look like Chavi, but I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen the goddess.
The priest had started the ceremony without me realizing it. When I looked up, he was glaring at me and I realized that I had missed my line.
“I promise to honor and obey you in your sickness and health, and to bear you children.\" It sickened me to say that, but that’s what the vow was for me.
And in a chilling voice, the monster said “I promise to fulfill your desires and give you a home and food, and I allow you to share my bed when I wish to have you.”
I was about to slap the smirk he had right off his face, but Father grabbed my hand before I could touch him. Now the priest said, “Now give the rings to one another to seal this union.” As I put the gold wedding band on his finger, he shivered at my touch. And as he put my ring onto my finger I shuddered at the contact. Then I got a good look at the ring. It was a slim silver band with a brilliant, round cut emerald on it. I wondered at the price of it, since emeralds are only found far to the south of us. It must have traveled a long way to get here, and cost a fortune.
I assumed he saw the quizzical look I had because he said “I own a mine down in the south and had it transported here especially for you.” Then it was all over, people started to leave and go home. There was no reception, for it was customary for the couple to go away with one another and consumate their marriage.
“Thanks,” was all I managed to mutter out, and was rewarded by a kick on my leg from my brother Ichiro. He is the eldest son and will weasel up to anyone who he thinks will bring him fortune. That’s what he was doing now with my husband. “So, when will I be able to come and benefit from this union? Huh?” That’s when Father came to keep the monster from backhanding Ichiro. “Forgive my eldest son, he is not that bright, and he did not mean to offend you Chernobog(an: it means “black god”).
“It is alright, but make sure you restrain him from speech for as long as possible, alright Angra Mainyu? Oh and thank you for the wife, she is fiery and will be able to bear me a strong son. Though I have a good many concubine, I needed a wife to bear children, and was not there for pleasure.” So his name is Chernobog, I guess the name fits him. I knew my duty to him and was terrified of it. I had just gotten married to a beast and now I was supposed to let him mount me and bear his child!
an: again sorry for how short it is, and thanks to Hentai Jane for my first review. there have been strange errors in my story such as words missing that were there before, and typos, so forgive me if it is hard to read, i am going back and looking through
DISCLAIMER: mine. plot is mine. character personalities are mine, though the names for the goddess and gods i read somewhere, sorry. everything eles is from, as my english teacher once said, my twisted little mind.
THE WEDDING
The wedding march was playing as I look down at my feet walking slowly down the isle. I didn’t hear it though. I was crying, I wanted to live my life, not be married to someone I never met! I stumbled a bit on the front of my dress and Father just pulled me along and didn’t notice. I had a veil blocking my face so no one could see me weeping for my life that was not going to happen. I was going to be wed to some man that I didn’t know and for all I could tell, he was cruel, and beat his servants.
By that time, I was at the alter with the priest of Bian NorthWind saying the vows and my soon to be husband and master, after all, I was my fathers payment to him. My father was lifting up my veil, and I g0t my first look of my new husband. And I screamed. I was expecting some rich nobleman that Father had owed debts to, but this man was no man. He stood about eight feet tall from cloven hooves to his massive black bull horns. He wore a black billowy cloak and nothing else, though from the waste down he had fur. A glossy, thick black fur all the way down, and thankfully, his manhood was hidden by it. The rest of him was a deep shade of red, almost like blood. He had long black fingernails, like claws and deep set eyes that were a most shocking shade of green. A deep shade of green that if you looked straight into them, you would feel as if you were floating.
I on the other hand was only about five feet six inches from sole to crown. I wore the wedding dress that my mother gave to me in my dowry. It was strapless and at the waist it went out like one a princess would wear, with a long train behind it. It was gorgeous. My hair was down and curled loosely with diamonds sewn in my raven, waist-long hair. Unlike my family my eyes were dark, not blue like everyone else’s. Everyone had always said that I look like Chavi, but I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen the goddess.
The priest had started the ceremony without me realizing it. When I looked up, he was glaring at me and I realized that I had missed my line.
“I promise to honor and obey you in your sickness and health, and to bear you children.\" It sickened me to say that, but that’s what the vow was for me.
And in a chilling voice, the monster said “I promise to fulfill your desires and give you a home and food, and I allow you to share my bed when I wish to have you.”
I was about to slap the smirk he had right off his face, but Father grabbed my hand before I could touch him. Now the priest said, “Now give the rings to one another to seal this union.” As I put the gold wedding band on his finger, he shivered at my touch. And as he put my ring onto my finger I shuddered at the contact. Then I got a good look at the ring. It was a slim silver band with a brilliant, round cut emerald on it. I wondered at the price of it, since emeralds are only found far to the south of us. It must have traveled a long way to get here, and cost a fortune.
I assumed he saw the quizzical look I had because he said “I own a mine down in the south and had it transported here especially for you.” Then it was all over, people started to leave and go home. There was no reception, for it was customary for the couple to go away with one another and consumate their marriage.
“Thanks,” was all I managed to mutter out, and was rewarded by a kick on my leg from my brother Ichiro. He is the eldest son and will weasel up to anyone who he thinks will bring him fortune. That’s what he was doing now with my husband. “So, when will I be able to come and benefit from this union? Huh?” That’s when Father came to keep the monster from backhanding Ichiro. “Forgive my eldest son, he is not that bright, and he did not mean to offend you Chernobog(an: it means “black god”).
“It is alright, but make sure you restrain him from speech for as long as possible, alright Angra Mainyu? Oh and thank you for the wife, she is fiery and will be able to bear me a strong son. Though I have a good many concubine, I needed a wife to bear children, and was not there for pleasure.” So his name is Chernobog, I guess the name fits him. I knew my duty to him and was terrified of it. I had just gotten married to a beast and now I was supposed to let him mount me and bear his child!
an: again sorry for how short it is, and thanks to Hentai Jane for my first review. there have been strange errors in my story such as words missing that were there before, and typos, so forgive me if it is hard to read, i am going back and looking through