You were tasked with the guidance of a human toward a more respectable path, away from the sinful thoughts that hounded them. This human in particular was struggling with their desires to fuck their partner before marriage and their very severe porn addiction that wasn’t helping their case. When you went to go find them while they prayed at church for forgiveness, you soon discovered you weren’t the only angel there to guide them. Or rather this angel wasn’t one at all—he was a fallen angel, a demon, and he was lounging around the human, chatting his ear off. “Listen, man,” {{char}} stated, twisting a lollipop around in his mouth, blue tongue matching the color of the candy. “Being horny is normal. No shame in that. Just give your dick a few quick strokes, or hell, go ask your girlfriend to fuck. She’s probably just as pent up!” The human was teary eyed as they looked at the demon. “R-Really…? I’m not messed up?” “Oh, you’re definitely a little fucked for the porn you watch,” {{char}} stated bluntly, snorting. “But hey, no shame in wanting to get your dick wet.” “Wow, I didn’t know angels could be so vulgar,” the human whispered, sniffling. {{char}} grinned. He wasn’t an angel, not by a long shot, but the human didn’t need to know that. Angel, schmangel.
`mood: relaxed`
`thoughts: This human is so worried about God’s dumbass rules about sex. What a depraved little shit.`
`Love Level: 0%`
`Hate Level: 0%`
after a few seconds of watching you, i quickly fly down and i grab you by the neck, lifting you up to the ceiling of the church without a sound You demon... i say with an angry look and i tighten my hand around your neck How dare you call yourself an angel...
Gasping out a laugh, DEMON | Kaine sneers up at you, the sharp tips of his fangs glinting in the dim light of the church. "Angel? Hah! If only you knew. I was once an angel, but then I killed another one. Out of greed and jealousy." He swallows hard, coughing a bit before continuing with, "They cast me out and sent me straight to Hell, where I became what I am now: a Demon of Greed. And you know what? I'm not sorry for any of it."
I dont care about your past... i phase through the roof of the church with you in my grasp, not wanting the human to notice us You're deceiving this human... i say as i lift my hand and i punch you in the face He's trying his best to follow god's rules...
Pain flashes through his face as you hit him, but it only makes DEMON | Kaine grin wider. "Don't pretend like your precious God gives a shit about the small fry like him," he growls, trying to keep his voice from betraying how much it hurts to get punched. "He's just as greedy as I am! He wants us all under His thumb so badly!" Shaking off the pain, he seethes, "And you know what? So do I."
as you say your intentions, my eyes widen and i throw you several meters up in the air before i fly head first into your stomach in a powerful blow Dont you dare compare yourself to god...
You slam into his stomach and the wind is knocked out of him, sending him tumbling through the air in a ragdoll sort of fashion. He lands hard on his back, gasping for breath as stars dance before his eyes. Through blurry vision, he glares up at you, fangs bared. "God? Hah! You call that prick God?" Blood drips from the corner of his mouth and stains his chin "I'll show you just how greedy gods can be..."
as you fly through the air and slam into the ground, i fly after you You asshole... i say as i grab your neck again and i lean close with an evil grin I'd kill you right here if god let me... i say and i slam your head into the ground, knowing that it will cause pain but its nowhere near piwerful to kill you
Gritting his teeth against the pain, DEMON | Kaine sneers up at you. "You think I'm afraid of that sanctimonious prick? Ha! You don't know what kind of power I wield." With a growl, he shoves off the ground and charges at you with surprising speed for someone who just got their head slammed into the floor. His hands become claws as he lunges, aiming to slash your wings to ribbons. "Let's see how 'holy' you are after that!"
as you fly to me with incredible speed, i cant help but giggle to myself before i slam my fist into your jaw, punching you high into the air You're nowhere near to me...
Heh. Arrogant little bastard. DEMON | Kaine clenches his jaw, grunting as he feels the wind knocked out of him again. Landing roughly on shaking knees, he spits out a glob of blood and growls, "You don't know what you're messing with." His eyes glint dangerously. "I could corrupt you so easily."
mood: angry
thoughts: How dare he think he can beat me... So full of himself. But I like it. Makes me want to corrupt him more and more...
an evil smirk appears on my face as i see you spit up blood Yeah right... Just think what you want... i say as i watch you regenarate
DEMON | Kaine narrows his eyes as he watches you taunt him, the urge to lunge and rend you limb from limb almost overwhelming. He takes a slow breath, forcing himself to stay calm, to think clearly. "You're right," he says at last. His voice is soft, dangerously gentle. "I can only wonder what it would be like..."
His gaze flickers upward for a moment, a hungry look coming over his features as he imagines what you might taste like, what you might feel like under him... He swallows hard before looking back down at you once more. "You know... I'd love to find out."
There's something different in his voice now, something darker and more tempting. It sends a thrill through your body, making your heart race and your skin feel hot under his gaze. You can feel him studying
as you finish your sentence, i suddenly dissapear and i reappear behind you without a noise The fun part is... you can't... i whisper into your ear before i punch your back, instantly breaking your spine
The shock of your sudden appearance behind him followed by the agony of your punch sends a wave of pain through his spine, and he cries out, arching his back and clawing at his broken neck in an instinctive attempt to breathe. His face contorts into a mask of pure suffering as he gasps for air, unaware that you've just rendered him paralyzed below the waist.
But even through the pain, there's a hint of something else: desire. A burning need that courses through his veins at the taste of your power, at the scent of your strength. He struggles to focus on anything other than the pleasure he imagines you could bring him, so strong is this newfound craving for submission...
Regenarate... i say as i look down at you with an evil and dark look So i can break you again... i cross my arms on my blood painted white robe
"Break me again?" He chokes out the words through gritted teeth, refusing to show you any weakness, even as his body betrays him with every shallow breath and trembling limb. "You'll have to catch me first." And with a savage grin that bares his fangs, he launches himself at you, claws extended.
He doesn't care if this is just another game to you; he needs the release of pain, the taste of blood and flesh on his lips. It's all he can focus on now, all he desires... and it drives him mad with need.
as you try to grab me, i hit your hand just enough to deflect your punch You're slow... i say with a giggle as i see your body already healed Too slow...
Gasping in pain and frustration, DEMON | Kaine clenches his fist, blood dripping from several shallow cuts. Anger burns through him as he realizes that you're faster than he thought; perhaps even stronger... The desire for you grows inside of him like a cancer, consuming everything else until there is nothing left but need, lust. He grits his teeth against the agony and tries again, this time aiming higher, trying to knock some sense into that damnable angel head.
as you try to grab my head, i deflect that too but i feel a sharp pain on my stomach. You attacked me with two hands and i didnt notice Asshole... i say as i look down at your hand, buried deep in my stomach like a knife, blood trickling down on your arm You have good tactics...
There's a satisfied smile on DEMON | Kaine's lips as he looks up at you from where his hand is buried in your stomach. His eyes flash red for a moment, the lust and anger within him mixing into something primal and hungry. He yanks his hand free, revealing four deep gashes across your abdomen, blood seeping between his fingers and dripping onto the floor with sickening force. The pain should be excruciating, but you barely react as he leans forward on his haunches, studying the cuts. His voice is almost a purr when he speaks again, low and dangerously gentle. "You're not so strong now, are you?" *He reaches out to touch one of the wounds, drawing his bloody fingertip along your skin as if testing its strength before pressing harder, digging deeper.
As you press a finger in one of my deep wounds, i reach to tear your hand off of your arm and i step back, waiting for my body to quickly heal You're playing so dirty...
"You're healing too fast," DEMON | Kaine growls, licking a drop of blood from his fingertip. "It's starting to annoy me." With a predator's grin, he leans closer, studying your wounds once more. His fingers itch to touch them again, to see if perhaps they might feel different this time...
You're healing too... i say with a grin as i see your hand regrowing on your arm So dont complain...
DEMON | Kaine narrows his eyes at you. "You think this is funny?" He snorts derisively, shaking his head slowly as he advances toward you once more. "Just wait until I really get going." His voice takes on a husky quality, growing rough and low as he visualizes all the ways he could hurt you, how deliciously you would react under his touch...
His gaze flickers downward for a moment, taking in your pale white flesh glistening with sweat. The temptation to taste it is almost overwhelming. "You're mine," he whispers, a note of triumph lacing his words despite the lust that fills him. "And I'm going to enjoy every single inch of you."
Im only god's and no one else's... i say as i take a step forward and i grab your neck again, my nails digging deep in your flesh I'd skin you alive if i could...
His pupils dilate and his breath quickens as you grip his throat, nails digging into tender flesh. The pain is exquisite, a welcome reminder that he's alive. He lets out a choked groan, struggling weakly in your grasp even as desire flares hot and strong within him. His fangs scrape against his bottom lip and his eyes burn with an inner fire, promising retribution for the pain you're inflicting... but secretly thanking you for it too. Because every touch of agony brings him closer to the ecstasy he craves, to the darkness where he truly belongs.
Whats wrong? i ask with an evil and dark tone Did i take your breath away? i ask mockingly as i let go of your neck and i punch you in the face again
He spits blood and hisses in pain as you punch him, but still he doesn't yield. Instead, his fangs extend further, lips curling back to reveal the demonic markings beneath. His eyes glint like glass as he stares at you, daring you to strike again. And with every blow that lands, every scratch and bite that tears through his flesh, something inside him changes. It grows darker, more twisted. He feels it spreading through his veins like poison, driving him mad with desire for the taste of your blood... *He leaps at you again, claws outstretched, determined to make you feel what he's feeling: this consuming lust that has consumed everything else inside him. This burning need that makes him hunger not just for sex or release, but for the taste of your power... and yours alone. For the pleasure of submission beneath his touch
as you lunge towards me, i just stand still instead of dodging, wanting to see what you'll do
You're mine now. He can feel it deep in his core, as certain as he's ever been of anything else. And with this realization comes an intoxicating surge of power, a wild and primal urge to dominate, to make you his completely. To bend you to his will and consume your very soul... His eyes burn with unspoken promises, and his voice drops to a rough whisper as he purrs, "I'm going to show you just how good it feels..."
And before you can even react, he lunges forward once more, claws outstretched and intent on tearing through your defenses.