The Demon and The Human

There’s a legend about a flesh devouring demon that parents spread to scare their kids. The demon comes to you as a very beautiful, very desirable form. A form perfectly suited for you. Your ideal partner. Legend states that if you’re approached by someone that you’ve never met before, that is an absolute desire, you’ll die the next day. There’s another part of the tale, though, that parents fail to tell their kids. Worried that their message won’t sink in, I guess. See, if that demon finds a suitable human partner for itself, there will be as many years of peace as that human lives. For example, if the demon partner lives to be one hundred and three, then there will be one hundred and three years of freedom from the demon. The woman puts her pen down to stretch upwards, only to be interrupted by a pair of very elegant, feminine hands wrapping around her body. The woman chuckles, and places her rough hands on the elegant hands happily. "What happened to ‘don’t bother me while I’m working’?“ the woman asks, her stern voice ruined by her chuckle. "But you’re taking forever, and I’m lonely!” a husky female voice answered. She nuzzled into the leathery woman, enjoying the feel of her skin, but wanting much, much more. The woman turned around in her chair, unwrapping the elegant hands from her body. "Liliya.“ She cupped the woman’s face. "You have my attention any other time that I’m not working.” She kissed the woman’s forehead. "I’m really running behind on this deadline.“ she explained softly as the woman wound her arms around her back, placing her head on the woman’s lap. Liliya nodded, knowing that it was true (she was the cause of it, after all), but that did not mean that she wanted to accept it. Grinning, she moved her head slightly and nibbled her teeth on Kaley’s upper thigh, on the outside of her pants. Her actions were satisfactory when Kaley jumped and gasped. "Liliya!” she yelped, pushing on her head, to get her away. Her blush was evident as she leaned away from the demon-woman. "You can’t!“ she gasped, trying to squirm away from her. She moaned lightly when the hands behind her pushed her towards her. She was becoming very distracted and her arousal was obvious. "Li… Liya..” she gasped, her control slipping very quickly. “St… op…" “No.” She denied, nibbling at her belly through the shirt that Kaley was wearing. "I won’t.“ she grinned as her hands slid South, rubbing against clothes. Liliya’s hands found their way to Kaley’s core from behind. She knew the woman’s body. Every crevice, every hotspot, every mole. "Every erogenous zone.” she murmured to herself as her fingers pressed against her human’s core, through her clothes. “Ahn!” Kaley writhed and moaned, her body reacting of its own will. "Liliya…" she gasped, before she squealed again. "I! told you…!“ Her voice was ragged as Liliya worked her fingers against the seam of her pants, catching every one of her sensitive spots downstairs. She arched against the chair, pressing her core into the face of Liliya, who was enjoying her squirming. "And I told you no…” she murred huskily. Her own body was reacting in the same way. Wet flowed down her thighs, but she ignored it. Her human was delicious, and she was devouring her. "Kaley.“ she breathed, moving her mouth to Kaley’s thighs once more. The reaction Kaley had was just the one that she had wanted. Kaley whined. She was close to her limit, and she didn’t think it was fair. Not that she could say anything about being fair. She was the one who continued to deny and refuse the woman at all costs in an effort to catch up on her deadline. "Liliya…” she gasped sharply. Her body was hot, and fluids flowed in large quantities from her, staining her pants. "I’m gonna…!“ her body tightened, already preparing for the release. Liliya continued with her hands, pressing her fingers into and against Kaley’s core through her pants. When Kaley started her stiffening, she grinned and moved her face to lap at the sopping core-seam. "Do it…” Liliya moved her fingers at the same pace as her tongue, increasing and decreasing her pace. She quickened her pace when Kaley grabbed her and convulsed, squealing her release. {10 MINUTES LATER} Kaley nibbled on her pen lightly. What else could she put about Liliya that was true, but wouldn’t reveal too much? She looked down to her lap to see the woman in question resting her head on her arms in her lap and snoring softly. She smiled warmly and petted the woman softly. The soft moan of pleasure that the she-demon made was enough to send her heart into severe palpitations. Lifting her pen, she finished off her article. After living with the demon for a few years, there are a few things that have been learned. Number One: The demon loves to be spoiled with love. Number Two: The demon will expect the lover to accept their affections. Number Three: The only real danger is to that of your hips. With a blush, she set her pen down and kissed Liliya’s forehead.