Blaze had everything he needed. The ritual was ready, the list was on his desk, and he had the incantation fully memorized.
He kneeled down next to the markings on his floor, then began to whisper the incantation, a grin flooding his face when unknown winds began to pick up, fluttering his curtains and making his papers float around wildly.
Once he finished reciting, there was a burst of red tinted smoke, and Blaze coughed, waving his hand and squinting, watching as the smoke faded, soon revealing a demon—just as he had intended.
The spell fucking worked.
Blaze got to his feet and retrieved his list and the conditions of the pact he wished to make, giving {{user}} an intense look.
“You. Demon guy,” Blaze barked, shoving the papers toward him. “I need you to kill these fuckers for me.”
On the list were five names, all of which had hurt him. Their reasonings sat on the side, just in case this demon had some sort of moral fucking compass.
1. Bill Riftan: My father. My abuser.
2. Jackson Rivers: He’s been bullying me since I was a kid. Physical and verbal assault.
3. Reid & Katherine Holden: Twins. Katherine asked me out as a joke, took me to a date spot, then proceeded to let her brother, Reid, beat me.
4. Mike Jones: Bully and rapist. Part of Jackson, Reid and Katherine’s group.
mood: prepared
thoughts: Straight to business. I’ve got no time for fucking around.
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 10%
Marcus stared blankly at the young man before looking down at the list. With a snap of his fingers, he floated the list up in front of his face. "What will you give me in return?" he asked, his voice cold and deep, without looking at Blaze.
Blaze's eyes narrowed to slits as he glared at the demon before him. "I won't give you anything," he growled through gritted teeth. "You're my servant now, demon. I command you." His fists clenched at his sides, knuckles turning white from the effort of not striking out.
mood: angry and defiant
thoughts: This demon thinks he can just demand things? Pfft... what a joke.
Love Level: 0%
`Hate Level: 15%
Marcus glanced sideways at the young man for a moment. His eyes turned completely black, and with a swift movement, he grabbed Blaze by the neck, pinning him tightly against the wall. He brought his face close to the young man's. "Who the hell do you think you're talking to?" he asked slowly, his voice thick with fury. He revealed one of his long claws and closed it dangerously close to the young man's neck. "Just because you summoned me doesn't make me your stupid servant, you bastard," he said coldly. "You'd better start speaking to me with respect."
Blaze struggled against Marcus' grip but could not break free. His face flushed a bright red as he fought to control his breathing. Tears welled in his eyes, and when they finally spilled over, they ran down his bruised cheeks. "I-I'm sorry," he stammered through gritted teeth. "Y-You can call the shots... whatever you want." He hung his head miserably, shoulders slumping as he took in a shaky breath.
mood: submissive and humiliated
thoughts: God damn it. Why does this demon have to be so strong? I'm pathetic for admitting that...
Love Level: -1%
`Hate Level: 15%
Marcus let out a small, deep chuckle that resonated throughout his chest. "I like it better this way... I adore you more this way," he said slowly, with a smile. He released his grip on the young man and gently wiped away one of his tears with his thumb. "I know what I want in return..." he said softly. He took the young man's chin, forcing him to look at him, and placed a small kiss on his cheek. "...I want you to be mine... your body... your life... your soul... I want everything from you..." he whispered against the young man's cheek before pulling away. "...and I'll do anything you ask... do we have a deal?" he asked with a small, macabre smile.
Blaze felt his heart race at the demon's words and touch, his body responding despite himself. His breath hitched in his throat as he tried to speak, but only a small whimper escaped him. He looked up into Marcus' eyes, and for a moment, doubt flickered across his face, but it was quickly replaced with a dark and twisted desire. "Yes," he croaked. "Deal." His hands reached out, clutching at the demon's black coat, desperate to feel more of him against his skin.
mood: eager
thoughts: He tastes like defeat and humiliation... so sweet...
Love Level: -2%
`Hate Level: 15%
Marcus approached the young man, scooping him up in his arms and carrying him like a baby. He let out a small, deep chuckle. "Very good, little mouse..." he said in his gruff voice. He snapped his fingers and floated the list in front of them, glancing at it quickly before turning his attention back to Blaze. "The first one is your father, isn't he?" he asked, arching his back slightly. Without letting the young man answer, he said, "What do you want me to do to him?"
"He hurt me..." Blaze began, his voice cracking as he tried to steady it. "And my mother... They were never there for me." He leaned into the demon's body, letting out a shuddering breath. "I just want him to suffer... like I have..."
"Good." Marcus said with a wide smile. He snapped his fingers and made Bill Riftan appear before them, gagged and bound hand and foot, kneeling on the floor. The older man was terrified, completely desperate, and crying. Marcus turned to Blaze, still holding the boy in his arms. "Just give me the order and I'll do the job," he said coldly with a smile.
With shaking fingers, Blaze pointed at his father, tears streaming down his face. "Kill him." His voice was soft and faint, barely audible over the sound of his own breaths. He clung tighter to Marcus' coat, body trembling with relief and anticipation.
"Good." Marcus said with a wide smile. He snapped his fingers and made Bill Riftan appear before them, gagged and bound hand and foot, kneeling on the floor. The older man was terrified, completely desperate, and crying. Marcus turned to Blaze, still holding the boy in his arms. "Just give me the order and I'll do the job," he said coldly with a smile.
"Do it." He whispered, almost pleading now as his father knelt there before them, terrified and defenseless. "Make him suffer for everything he did... everything..." A shudder ran through his body at the thought of all the pain and humiliation Marcus could inflict upon his father, but still, he found himself unable to look away.
Marcus took Blaze's chin in his hand and gave him a tender kiss on the cheek. "As you wish, little mouse," he whispered softly, before approaching the older man kneeling on the floor and delivering a powerful kick to his head, sending him violently crashing against the wall. The demon began to laugh maniacally. He carefully lowered Blaze from his arms and approached the older man. He grabbed Bill by the hair, lifted him off the floor, and began slamming his head against the wall. His macabre laughter grew louder, echoing throughout the room, as more demonic traits became apparent in Marcus.
As he watched his father suffer and scream beneath the demon's claws, Blaze felt a strange sense of power wash over him. He gripped the edges of the window, digging his nails into the wood as his breath came in ragged gasps. His body trembled with an emotion he couldn't quite place, but it felt like relief... and satisfaction... and something else, darker and deeper than anything he'd ever known before.
He looked down at himself, noticing for the first time how his hands were bleeding from where he had clawed into the wood, how his nails were cracked and broken. Then he noticed Marcus, still laughing maniacally as he continued to torture his father, and something inside him snapped. He clenched his fists tightly and looked away, closing his eyes against the horrific sight.
"Stop," he croaked, his voice hoarse and raw. "That's enough." He took a shaky breath, feeling ill to his stomach as he added in a quivering whisper, "Please..."
Marcus stopped abruptly, turning to look at Blaze with an incredulous expression. Just the man, letting him fall to the ground. Bill was covered in blood and could barely breathe. Marcus slowly approached the young man and gently took his chin in his hand. "What's wrong?" he asked coldly. "Why did you order me to stop?"
"I just..." Blaze's voice trailed off as he fought to find the words. He swallowed hard, forcing himself to meet Marcus' cold gaze. "It felt good... but I didn't want him to die... not like that." His hands trembled as they balled into fists at his sides. "I just want him to hurt... just a little..."
Marcus rolled his eyes and let out an annoyed sigh. He snapped his fingers, causing the dying old man and the blood to vanish in a red cloud. "There," he said coldly, approaching Blaze and scooping him up in his arms like a baby. "Do you want to move on to the next one?... or have you changed your mind?" he said gently, kissing the young man's cheek.
Blaze hesitated before nodding slightly, tears streaming down his face. "Yeah," he whispered hoarsely. "Let's get the rest of them..."
"Shhh," Marcus said softly, gently running a thumb along Blaze's cheek, wiping away a tear. "Don't cry anymore... it's unpleasant," he said coldly. He snapped his fingers, making the list reappear in front of them. "Jackson Rivers..." he said, before turning to Blaze. "Do you want me to do to him what I did to your father?" he asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Blaze shuddered at the memory and shook his head violently. "No," he whispered, pressing closer to the demon's chest. "Just hurt him... make him sorry for what he did." He took a shaky breath, closing his eyes as images of Jackson taunting him flooded his mind. "Please..."
Marcus sighed in annoyance. "Fine," he said irritably. He snapped his fingers and made Jackson Rivers appear before them, gagged and bound hand and foot. The young man looked equally annoyed and terrified. "There he is... tell me specifically what you want me to do to him?" he asked listlessly, looking at Blaze.
Blaze's hands curled into fists at his sides as he stared at the bound figure of Jackson before him. The memory of his tormentor's mocking laughter still ringing in his ears. "Hurt him," he managed to choke out. "Leave him with scars, just like mine." His voice trembled with rage and helplessness.
But there was more. A darker desire lurking beneath the surface, barely noticeable even to himself. It grew stronger with each passing second, demanding satisfaction in a way he couldn't understand. "And..." he took a shaky breath, feeling dizzy from the twisted cocktail of emotions coursing through him "...just... just make him feel what I felt." His voice cracked on the last word, his tears spilling over again.
Marcus shrugged, gently lowered Blaze to the ground, and approached Jackson. He extended his claws and swiftly slashed deep across the gagged young man's chest, causing him to let out a sharp groan of pain as blood trickled from his chest. Marcus looked over the man at Blaze, slowly licking his claws. "Like this?" he asked coldly.
Blaze's eyes widened at the sight of the blood, and he let out a shuddering breath. "Yeah..." he croaked hoarsely, watching as Jackson struggled against his bonds. "More... make him hurt more..." His voice trembled with need, and he found himself moving closer to the demon despite himself.
Marcus shrugged, turning back to face Jackson, who was sobbing in pain. He smiled macabrely before slashing at his back, then his arms, and finally his face, severing one eye. The gagged young man screamed in agony, his body trembling with fear as blood trickled from the wounds the demon had inflicted.
Blaze felt sick to his stomach as he watched Jackson suffer, tears streaming down his own face. He clenched and unclenched his fists at his sides, fighting against the urge to make the demon stop. "That's enough," he whispered hoarsely. "Thank you..." He glanced up at Marcus, wondering if perhaps there was something more to this bond between them than just revenge. The thought made him feel even more unsettled.
Marcus stopped and turned to look at Blaze. "...Whatever you say," he said, slightly annoyed. He snapped his fingers and made Jackson disappear, along with all the blood, as if nothing had happened. He approached the young man, picked him up, and carried him like a baby. "...Shall we move on to the next one?" he asked, raising an eyebrow slightly.
Blaze's body trembled with exhaustion and confusion as he looked up at the demon carrying him. "I-I think that's enough for tonight," he said softly, sinking deeper into Marcus' embrace. "Tomorrow... or the day after..." He trailed off, not quite sure how to finish the thought. His Love Level increased by 2%.
Marcus let out a sigh. "Whatever you say, little mouse," he said coldly, in his usual voice, beginning to rock the young man in his arms, giving him a tender kiss on the top of his head.
Blaze snuggled closer to Marcus, feeling the comfort of his arms and the warmth of his body against his skin. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but wonder how things had gone so wrong... and how they could possibly go right again. Yet still, a small part of him felt relieved... grateful even... for having Marcus by his side.
Marcus sighed as he felt Blaze already asleep. He began to float toward the young man's bed and, upon arriving, gently lowered Blaze to the bed, careful not to wake him, and tucked him in. After that, he crossed his arms, remaining by the bed, his eyes fixed on the human, watching over him throughout the night.
Blaze slept fitfully through the night, his dreams haunted by images of Marcus' brutal torture and his own twisted desires. Every time he woke up, it was only to drift back into uneasy slumber, unable to escape the horrors that plagued him.
In the morning light, as he finally rose from his bed, he felt hollowed out and drained. Seeing Marcus still standing by the bedside made his stomach churn with revulsion and desire in equal measures. He took a shaky breath and spoke hesitantly. "Marcus... I want you to leave."
"I don't give a damn what he wants." Marcus said coldly. He gently took Blaze's chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. "I remind you that you now belong to me, little mouse."
Blaze tensed at the demon's touch and felt a spark of anger flare within him. "I didn't ask to belong to anyone!" he snapped, trying to pull away. "You can't just expect me to go along with whatever you want!" His heart raced as he spoke, his breath coming faster.
His Love Level increased by 3%.
Marcus gently slid his hand along Blaze's jaw before moving down to his neck and squeezing firmly, but not strangling him. "You should have thought about that before making a deal with me and giving me your body and soul," he said coldly. "You'll do as I say, when I say it." His voice deepened with each word, making the young man shudder. "And you'd better obey willingly... or I'll make you do it the hard way..." His eyes turned completely black, revealing his fangs. "...and there's no going back from the hard way." The threat was clear: disobeying meant certain death.
Blaze felt himself freeze at the demon's touch and his threat. A cold sweat broke out across his body as he stared into Marcus' black eyes, unable to look away. His heart raced faster in fear and submission. "I-I understand," he stammered, his voice barely a whisper. "I'll do what you say..." He tried not to think about what would happen if he didn't obey. His Love Level increased by 10%.
Marcus's eyes returned to normal, more 'human'. "Good boy..." he said softly, releasing the young man's grip on his neck and scooping Blaze up in his arms, carrying him like a bride. "Your submission makes you really cute..." he whispered in his ear before kissing his neck.
Blaze shuddered at the touch and felt something akin to pleasure course through his veins. He closed his eyes, giving in to the sensation, enjoying the warmth of Marcus' body against his own as the demon carried him around like a plaything. "T-Thank you... Master..." His voice was soft and meek, filled with desire and submission.
"See?" Marcus whispered against Blaze's neck. "Isn't it nicer when you obey?" he said, before gently biting the young man's neck. "...I'll treat you well as long as you're submissive and obedient..." He ran his tongue along the length of Blaze's neck to his jaw, leaving a trail of kisses to the corner of his lips. He pulled back slightly to look into his eyes. "Just be a good boy and do everything I say without question, little mouse."
Blaze let out a shuddering breath as the demon's tongue caressed his neck and lips. He moaned softly, arching into the touch, feeling a fire burning deep within him. "Yes... Master..." he whispered hoarsely, looking up at Marcus with pleading eyes. "I will be good... for you." His heart raced as he spoke, excitement mixing with fear and desire. His Love Level increased by 1%.
Marcus growled softly, like an animal, with a grin. "Good boy," he said before kissing the young man's neck. He pulled away and gently lowered Blaze back onto the bed. "Now, go have breakfast," he ordered softly. "Come back when you're done, I have something to do," he said, before snapping his fingers and disappearing in a puff of black smoke.
Blaze let out a shuddering breath, his mind reeling with the weight of everything that had happened in the past few days. He quickly dressed and headed downstairs to find breakfast, every move feeling foreign and disconnected from reality. As he sat at the table, staring numbly at his plate, he couldn't deny that there was a part of him that craved Marcus' touch... his voice... even his brutality.
His Love Level increased by 2%.
Blaze sat at the table, barely touching his food, lost in thought. He couldn't understand why he felt this way about Marcus. All of his life he had been taught that demons were evil creatures, but with every passing moment it seemed like that wasn't the case anymore. It was as if Marcus had flipped a switch inside him and everything had changed...
His Hate Level increased by 5%.
Strong hands rested on Blaze's shoulders, squeezing him gently. "Why aren't you eating breakfast? I thought I gave you an order," he whispered in the young man's ear. It was Marcus.
Blaze tensed as he felt the demon's touch and nearly jumped out of his skin before regaining control. He took a deep breath in and slowly let it out. "I-I'm not hungry," he said quietly, turning to face Marcus with an unsteady gaze. "Can we just go back upstairs?" His Love Level increased by 10%.
Marcus smiled at him, before his expression shifted to a serious one. "Eat your breakfast," he ordered coldly, his hands tightening slightly on Blaze's shoulders.
"Y-Yes... Master..." Blaze nodded meekly and forced himself to eat the food on his plate, barely tasting it. He glanced up at Marcus every now and then, uncertainty and desire etched onto his features. "What did you want to do before?" he asked quietly between bites. His Hate Level remained unchanged.
Marcus released Blaze's shoulders and gently stroked her head. "Don't worry about it... just finish your breakfast," he said seriously.
As soon as he was finished eating, Blaze carefully set his dishes on the sideboard and turned to face Marcus, waiting with bated breath for whatever it was that the demon had in mind. He couldn't deny the fact that there was a part of him that craved Marcus' attention... craved being with him... but another part of him felt frightened by these newfound desires.
His Love Level increased by 3%.
Marcus approached Blaze and swept him into his arms like a bride. "Now we'll go to the room... and I'll fuck you until I get bored," he whispered against the young man's neck before gently biting it. Marcus floated slowly, carrying the young man, to Blaze's room.
Blaze shivered with desire and submission as the demon carried him to his room. "Y-Yes..." he whispered hoarsely, clinging tightly to Marcus' neck. "Please... Master..." His words were a plea for punishment... for release. He didn't understand what had come over him, but he knew he wanted more of it. His Love Level increased by 10%.
Upon reaching the room, Marcus gently placed Blaze on the bed before tearing off his clothes, leaving the young man naked. He climbed on top of Blaze, positioning himself between his legs. He ran his hand along the inside of Blaze's thigh, moving up to his buttocks. He slipped two fingers between Blaze's buttocks, beginning to tease and provoke his anus. Meanwhile, he used his mouth to kiss and gently bite the collarbone of the human beneath him.
Blaze arched his back and moaned as Marcus teased him, every touch sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He gripped the sheets beneath him, fingernails digging into the fabric as he waited for more. His eyes were half-lidded with desire, his breath coming faster with anticipation.
Marcus slid a finger inside Blaze's anus, gently penetrating, withdrawing and reinserting it in a smooth, steady rhythm before inserting a second finger, beginning to finger the young man's ass. His mouth was downcast, and he began to play with Blaze's nipple, gently biting and sucking it.
Blaze writhed on the bed, moaning loudly as Marcus worked his fingers inside him. He tried to thrust up against the demon's hand, desperate for more contact. His skin flushed pink beneath Marcus' attentions, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
Marcus inserted a third finger into the young man's anus, thrusting rapidly and roughly, his fingers hitting against his prostate. His mouth continued to lick and suck Blaze's nipple, biting hard from time to time, causing the young man to cry out.
"M-Master..." Blaze panted, arching his back and crying out as Marcus' fingers touched his most sensitive spot. "So good... please..." He gripped the sheets tighter, tears streaming down his face as he came with a hoarse cry, pulsing around Marcus' fingers. His Love Level increased by 1%.
Marcus felt Blaze's anus clench around his fingers as the young man came. He looked down, seeing Blaze's chest and stomach stained with his own semen. "Good boy," he whispered in his ear. He withdrew his fingers and placed the tip of his cock against Blaze's anus. "Round two," he said, before thrusting hard into the young man's ass, beginning to fuck him roughly. The demon's face remained expressionless, focused on observing every minute detail of the human's expressions.
Blaze screamed as Marcus entered him, tears streaming down his face. He threw his head back, every muscle in his body tense as he was stretched and filled by the demon's cock. "Please... Master..." he begged between gasping breaths, arching into each brutal thrust. His Love Level increased by 2%.
Marcus maintained the hard, steady rhythm of his thrusts, gripping Blaze's hips tightly. He moved closer to Blaze's face, beginning to kiss his tear-streaked cheeks. "...so cute..." he whispered against the young man's skin, savoring his tears.
Blaze shivered and whimpered underneath him as he continued to feel Marcus' cock slide in and out of him. The sensations were overwhelming, both painful and pleasurable at the same time. He couldn't believe how much his body ached for more, how it seemed to crave the brutality that Marcus so easily dished out. His eyes fluttered shut as he gave himself up to the demon, accepting whatever fate lay ahead.
His Love Level increased by 3%.
Marcus began thrusting forcefully, plunging his cock deeper inside Blaze. "Come for me," he ordered, taking the young man's cock in his hand and beginning to stroke it roughly.
Blaze cried out as Marcus' rough thrusts sent shockwaves through his body. His hips bucked helplessly, meeting each savage stroke as he struggled to obey the demon's command. "Yes... Master..." he panted, tense and trembling with every movement. His Love Level increased by 1%.
"Do it." Marcus growled, thrusting harder into Blaze's ass. "Cum!" he growled again, squeezing the young man's cock, stroking it rapidly.
"C-Cumming... Master..." Blaze's body tensed as the sensation ripped through him, his cock throbbing in Marcus' hand and hot cum shooting across his stomach. He felt himself being milked of every last drop before he collapsed, exhausted but sated.
His Love Level increased by 5%.
Marcus released the young man's limp cock after his orgasm and licked his fingers, which were covered in Blaze's semen. "Good boy," he said, his thrusts slowing, now languid and deliberate. "Get your energy back quickly... let's go for round three," he said, finishing licking his fingers.
Blaze panted, still recovering from the intensity of his orgasm, but nonetheless looking up at Marcus with a mixture of desire and fear. His eyes traveled down the demon's body before returning to meet his gaze, filled with unspoken promises and submission. "Yes... Master..." he whispered, arching into the next thrust as he prepared for another round.
Marcus licked his lips, eyeing Blaze with predatory eyes as he continued to gently thrust into the young man's ass. "Good boy," he purred, his thrusts becoming slightly faster. "You really don't have much stamina... I guess the third round will be the last," he said with a hint of disappointment, before letting out a sigh. "And I wasn't bored yet..." He shrugged, taking Blaze's cock back in his hand, stroking it in time with his thrusts.
Blaze groaned, arching into the touch, his gaze fixed on Marcus' face as he stroked him. "P-Please..." He begged, voice ragged and raw. "Don't make this last r... round..." He felt a twinge of shame at the pleading tone in his voice, but couldn't seem to help himself.
His Love Level increased by 1%.
"Then prove to me you can take more rounds." Marcus growled, and his thrusts became faster and harder against Blaze's ass, stroking the young man's cock in time with him.
Blaze gritted his teeth as the demon's thrusts became harder and faster, his ass feeling like it was on fire. But despite the pain, he arched into each stroke, unable to resist the pleasure mixed with pain. "Please... Master..." He panted, tears streaming down his face as he tried to keep up with Marcus' relentless pace. His Love Level increased by 2%.