Dreaming of Demons

jazz: yeah, a lot of people thought that, probably, but i was planning for Seth to be the one to snap first the whole time. You know?

Itchan: Heh, thanks.

khayman: Nah, Jay's been wanting it all along, right?

M-K-la: yeah, it pretty much went out the window.

SurrealTraversity: Thanks and, yeah, pretty much.

Spoonring: Me neither :)

Kitaro: Sometime eventually ;)

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Seth…

He’s not here…

“Seth…”

I want him here.

“Seth…”

Still not here.

“SETH!” I heard the door open.

“What?”

“Come here…”

I don’t want to move, not at all. I’m fucking sore as hell.

The bed dipped, and I knew he was here. Good.

“Lay down,” I told him, and he’d better listen.

Seth didn’t say anything to that, just laid down, and I managed to make him realize that I wanted him underneath the covers with me.

I made sure I was nice and close to him, cause he was warm, and I didn’t want to have to move much more.

“You lost the deal,” I figured I should tell him, so I did. “Big time.”

Again, Seth didn’t say anything. I nudged his arm, and he put it around me. So… comfy…

I fell asleep again.

When I woke up, I was happy to see that Seth was still there, but not asleep. Fucker should have been.

I still want to cuddle. What, is there a problem with it?

No? I thought so.

Seth must have realized that I was awake, cause he turned to me. Cause, you know, he was looking up at the ceiling.

“How do you feel?” What the hell kind of question was that?

“Fucking sore.” I told him. Isn’t that obvious?

“Sorry.”

I shrugged, I was going to end up sore anyway.

I rolled back onto my back, and Seth scooted over a bit, his arm still over me, and put his face next to mine.

And then his nose was almost on my neck, and I’m almost positive that he was sniffing me.

“What are you doing?” I asked, but Seth just kept sniffing me, before pushing himself up, turning on the lamp by the bed, and looking down at me confused.

“You smell different.”

“Really now,” I told him. I probably smell like sex and semen.

Well, now that I think about it, I think I’ve been cleaned off.

Weird…

Seth was almost on top of me, leaning down again to get another good whiff at my neck, before backing up again.

We he got up, I pushed myself to where I was sitting as well. I really really wished that I didn’t.

“You smell like…” If he says shit, that I’m going to be pissed.

“Like what?” I prompted. Better tell me now, cause he’s gotten be curious about it.

“Like my mate.” I let out a laugh.

“What? Don’t kid around like that, you might make me believe it.” Seth still looked confused.

“I’m serious, you really do,” he said, before putting a hand in my hair, and making my head go to the side. He’d better be happy that he didn’t hurt me when he did that.

This time, his nose really did touch my neck for a moment, before he backed up a bit, and I felt something really wet touch my skin.

“W-what are you doing?” I asked, shifting a bit, cause all I was thinking of was us having sex.

“Shit…” I heard him say, before backing away, and holding onto by my shoulders.

I raised an eyebrow, but he still didn’t say anything. He was pulling my leg, I just knew it. He’s kind of good at it, too.

“But you didn’t…”

“Didn’t what?”

“Have you bitten me?” Seth suddenly looked determined about something, but I don’t know what or why.

“No…?” I said. At least not that I remember. I might have done it in my sleep, I mean, how would I know if I bite in my sleep or not?

“Then have you…” Finish your fucking sentences, dick wad, you’re starting to freak me out.

“Whaaaaat.” This was starting to get me pissed. There was no way in hell that I was his mate.

“But I didn’t either…” Oh my fucking god.

“Tell me what the fuck is going on, god dammit!” I snapped.

“I need to ask you something,” He said, and I sighed.

“Then fucking do it.” I ordered.

“Biting isn’t the only way to become mates.” That doesn’t sound like a question.

“Okay?”

“There’s one other way.”

“Okay?”

“Consuming semen.”

“Okay?” Wait a minute… “So does that mean with like, blowjobs and all that?”

“Yes.”

Holy fuck.

Just… just play it cool.

“And you didn’t tell me this, why?”

“Didn’t really think about it. I mean, normally it’s a male and female that mate, so the guy wouldn’t be able to do that, you know?”

I kind of get where he’s coming from, but still, I’m not a female, last time I checked. And every other time. Might have been a bit iffy for a little while before I was born. It’s all dad’s fault though.

“Still, something you could have mentioned.”

“But that doesn’t explain what happened.” Seth wasn’t looking at me anymore. Well, he was, but not really looking at me, you know? Unfocused.

“But didn’t you… in the woods?” I mean, he did suck me off, so does this mean I can blame it of on him?

“I spit it out,”

“But you can’t spit all of it out, can you?” I mean, there’d be some residue or something left, right?

“There’d have to be more. It’s different from blood.”

When he said that, I couldn’t help but scratch at my neck. I had to stop that though, cause I picked the scab that was already on there. Now that I think about it, I don’t know when I lost the Band-Aid on it.

All of a sudden, my hand was pulled from my neck, and Seth was making my head go to the side again.

“Shit…” He said again.

“What?” I asked, and he looked at me again.

“I’m sorry,” He said. Of course, now I was really confused.

“What?”

“I think I bit you.” He finally said, but I shook my head.

“I scratched myself,” I told him. It was true. He shook his head this time.

“I can tell, it’s a bite.”

“You bit me?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You fucking bit me?!” I got up on my knees, and managed to push him back. I might have sort of fell too.

Then I was looking down at him, and straddling him, it seems.

“Even if I did,” Seth said quickly, “It wouldn’t explain about you. Unless you did something to me in my sleep.”

“Oh…” I sat back from where I was leaning over on him. It was then that I noticed that I was still naked. He wasn’t of course.

“Oh?”

“Heh.” This is bad. This is very bad.

“Jay, did you…?” Again with the trailing off. He must be one for it. Kind of annoying.

“I might have.” I wasn’t exactly sure what he was going to ask, but I had a very good idea.

“When?”

“You remember when you had that really weird realistic dream?” I asked, and he thought for a moment. You should have seen his face. Confused, then slowly turned into horror, and then to realization. A bit of turn around on emotions.

“You… when I was asleep?”

“I might have.” I answered.

“Oh…”

It was quiet again, before he cussed.

“What?” I asked, and Seth looked away.

“You should have told me.” He said, but it didn’t really seem like he was even talking to me anymore.

“Isn’t there a way out of this?” I don’t care if it kind of sounded like I was begging. There was no way in hell that I was going to be Seth’s mate.

“There was.”

“What do you mean?” Seth wouldn’t look me in the face again.

“Sex was the seal, I guess you could say.”

“…What?”

“It’s just… It’s like this, if there’s a difference about how someone becomes mate… No. If it’s like what me and you did, were I had the blood, and you… didn’t. Sex sealed the pact.”

“Oh…”

I’m not really sure what to do.

“So I’m your mate?”

“Yeah.”

Damn you for being so calm about this.

“Then… what now?”

“I don’t really know.”

Thanks Seth, thanks a lot.

“It’s all your fault.” I told him, and it made him look mad.

“How is it my fault?”

“You bit me, and then you fucked me, for one thing.” That’s kind of two things, but who cares?

“You were asking for it!”

“I was not! You came on to me!”

If it’s an argument he wants, then it’s an argument he gets.

“I did not! You were jacking off in my bed!” Details details.

“By the way you reacted, you seemed to enjoy it.” I mean really, he jumped me.

“You knew that I would!” ...Really?

“I didn’t even know you were going to come back!” It was true!

“And what, you didn’t think I wasn’t going to smell it?”

“Well maybe no- you can smell it?”

“Well yeah.”

“Oh…”

I can’t remember what we were arguing about anymore.

“Then what’s going to happen?”

“I still don’t know,” Seth replied, still not looking at me.

He’s not wearing a shirt, I just noticed that. Pajama pants are about the only thing.

I need to take a shower. I probably smell like sex. Wouldn’t be surprised.

Oh my god, Seth fucked me yesterday.

Sort of an odd time to really realize this, I know, but it happened. I would know, I was there. Thank god.

Not really sure how to feel about it, especially since I’m now his mate. I bet he was planning on this all along.

“And there’s no way to get rid of it?” I asked, but Seth just shook his head.

“Not that I know of.”

I sighed. Seth sat up, almost making me fall back, but I managed to stay up.

“And I…” Seth trailed off, and I felt him put his hands on my waist, pulling the blanket off and me closer. Probably should have paid more attention to it.

“What?” Seems to be the biggest question on earth.

“Really don’t want to.”

Oh, wow.