Devil in Disguise

Akira stretched as he stood, hearing bones crack back into place. He’d wanted to be sure it wasn’t a dream and there it was. He’d survived the fall from the roof. He grinned, he would live forever now. Cracked his back once more before heading into the house. It was the middle of the night so no one would have seen. He Threw his clothes off before crawling into bed, he had plenty of time now. He took a deep breath, excited as he began to make plans. Really the devil hadn’t even been that bad, nothing about an eternity in hell or anything. Nothing he had heard was painful at all. So he’d taken it, and eternity to live.

He just barely fallen asleep when his eyes opened once again. Akira felt as if he were watching the experience from outside of his bed. Almost as if he were looking down on himself, it felt like a very strange dream. “Ooh naked, Akira you’re naughty.” He jolted, he recognized that voice. “Sleeping naked our first night together, so delicious.”

“What…?” He was confused.

“Did you not read that contract at all, why would you sign away without reading it?” Fingers trailed down his chest and he felt it tingle. He felt something against his back and found a soft fluffy thing around him, almost like a cushion. “Don’t worry though, I’ll take good care of you.” The voice was nearly a pur and he watched his hands run down his stomach, trailing to reach his half-erect dick. He licked his lips as he started pumping gently. He moved mechanically guided by the others movements; baffled, and completely aroused as he stroked himself.

“Feel me touch you, stroking… I’ve wanted a pet for awhile now most people are too smart to sign the first contract.” He laughed as his right hand moved to his mouth, his tongue swirling around the digit coating it in saliva before moving down to his entrance which quivered a little in excitement. His finger swirled around his hole, stroking a little before pressing inside. “Also, feel free to answer me, you’re perfectly capable of speaking. I’ll hear you.”

“I don’t understand.” He groaned as the finger swirled inside of him.

“That contract you signed, when you sold your soul for immortality, allowed me access to your body every time when you fall asleep.” Akira moaned as he felt the intrusion, it wasn’t painful at all. Slick and foreign as it stroked his silky inner walls. The finger seemed to be prodding, searching as it stroked. Akira felt a jolt shoot through his body, and cried out arching slightly as Akuma began massaging the gland. “You like this though, this isn’t torture for you is it?” Akira moaned and whimpered, trying desperately not to beg for more. His fist was still sliding incredibly slow, it was almost as bad as the single finger working inside him. “Tell me Akira.”

“More, oh god please more!”

“Tsk, that’s not my name my pet. Say it for me now: A-ku-ma.” He moaned.

“Akuma.” He gasped as a second finger worked slowly inside of him. “Please.”

“Please… what? What do you want from me?”

“Faster, please!” A grin spread over Akuma’s lips. The hand stroking sped up. His cock was leaking freely, lubricating his hand as he moved it from tip to base.

“Ooh, you want it don’t you~” Akira moaned in response, wishing he could control anything at all. He just needed to move and it would be better. “What do you want... a~ki~ra?” Each syllable softly spoken and marked with a circular pressure applied straight to his prostate making Akira moan softly by time he hit the end of his name.

“Please, harder.” He cried out, only a little surprised by how quickly he’d started begging for it. He felt his fingers thrusting rough, bringing him over the edge quickly. But the ministrations didn’t stop just because he came, if anything Akuma began pumping faster, pressing harder.

“I’m going to have so much fun with you.” The Demon cooed. Akira felt so tense, overflowing with pleasure as the ministrations got rougher, harder, seeming to push in deeper. “You’re mine now Akira, and I don’t get bored quickly.” He cried out, his voice silent as he felt heat building in his abdomen his body still shaken and tired from his last orgasm.

“I’m going to spend eternity making you cum for me Akira.” He felt something stroke along his neck before he arched up sharply, crying out in pleasure as he came again. This time his eyes opened and he was lying on his bed, shivering convulsing, and smeared in his own cum.

“I’m so fucked.” Akira groaned, though instead of getting up and attempting to clean himself up he grabbed a pillow and smiled a little. Falling asleep wouldn’t get him much rest anymore.