The demon awoke with a jolt. He glanced at his surroundings, noticing how foreign the room was to him. It wasn’t the first time, of course, that Pein found himself in an unfamiliar environment, it was however the first time he found himself alone in a bed he was quite positive he had shared with a lovely (very much non-pregnant) Evelyn.
He frowned and shook his head. Come on, I didn’t even have that many drinks. He threw the covers off and walked over to pick up his clothes. Apparently, he had one hell of a fantasy and had really enjoyed a good jerk off.
“Fuck.” Which was one word that seemed to run around in his mind repeatedly. Once he was dressed he scowled at the scent that seemed to saturate the room and his clothing. A scent of sweet flowers…very much similar to Eve’s only with a slight sharpness to it that would have belonged to that of a rose.
Deciding on the reason for his confused state was a case of serious drunk-off-my-ass fun, Pein walked out of the room and flashed next to Eve. Her startled gasp only out a satisfied smile on his face when he placed a strong arm around her waist.
“Where were you?” She sounded almost relieved and with good reason to. The house was totally fucked up and wrecked . . . the first thought that came to mind was that he did NOT do it. Which was such a shame, he would have done it with a great more flare.
“Don’t worry babe, you’re safe.” His sky blue gaze quickly scanned over her to be sure.
She sighed softly as he swooped her into his arms effortlessly and took her back home.
He was not going to even bother bringing up where he had been last night,that was one bullet he wanted to dodge.
Evelyn pursed her lips; he was hiding something. True, it wasn't unlike him to be so vague and secretive now and then, but it was usually whenever she'd ask about his past or when he was trying to conceal a surprise gift. Did he meet someone from long ago at the party? She highly doubted him beating around the bush was about a gift, given the circumstances last night. It was the most intense party she'd ever attended; liquor, dancing, sex... the air was simply tainted with the aroma of alcohol and lust and it was all Evelyn could do keep a calm stomach against the intoxicating smells. And with Mushin gone... she winced, the scene playing clearly in her mind's eye as though it happened not minutes ago. Evelyn had no say, no idea if he deserved it or not but never would she have wished death upon him.
ReplyDelete"Pein," called Evelyn; he had wandered off to another room somewhere. "You never answered my question." Following the subtle noise of metal clanging against one another, she entered the kitchen and found him preoccupied with heating food for breakfast. He never met her gaze. So guilty.
She stood in the doorway, indecision roiling within until curiosity finally won over. "... Did you meet someone last night?"
"I met a lot of people last night."
"You know what I mean."
"How do you like your eggs?"
"Did you sleep with her?"
He hesitated for a moment, placing the lid on the pan before replying, "... No."
Liar. He was a demon; being tied to a single person wasn't exactly their forte. She knew this, but still it never failed to bother her. She got irritated whenever someone flirted with him and, she had to admit, she wasn't exactly crazy to know about his past lovers. There were moments where he'd been so insensitive about that stuff-
Evelyn caught her breath, a sudden realization crashing down upon her like a great tidal wave. Hadn't she been the same once before? She'd shared her bed with countless creatures, one who's vengeance haunted her even now in the form of her babes. As much grief and heartache Pein caused her... she was no better than he.
"Evelyn?" She blinked focusing her attention back to Pein, who's look of concern probably being in response to that gasp of breath earlier. She stared back, her enlightenment leaving her at a loss for words. "Are you okay?"
"Umm..." What should I say? Calling him out on his lie would be pointless... what goes around, comes around I guess. "I think I'm... going to take a bath. Need to get rid of the stench of alcohol, you know. So..." She turned to leave, the spell of his mesmerizing eyes only making her more flustered. She took not but two steps before strong yet gentle arms encircled her from behind in an embrace.
"Please, love... Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad," lied Evelyn. She knew he saw through that lie, just as much as she saw through his. He buried his face in her neck, tightening his hold possessively. Eve sighed. That demonic charm about him never failed to make her heart start beating out a freaking samba. An airy laugh left her lips at this thought, drawing his attention especially.
"You can join me after your done whipping up breakfast... if you like." She leaned her head against his as she weaved her fingers through his hair. "... That's one way to make it up to me." She flashed him a small wink before giggling like an idiot. Gods... you really are impossible, Pein.
Of course she knew. He was never really the type to hide anything from anyone. He never had the need to since he didn't give a rats flying ass what other found out about him. . . but with Evelyn. He hadn't wanted her to know. He glanced at the food he had made for them. It sat untouched, his mind already consumed with the thoughts of taking her again.
ReplyDeleteThe distinct sound of the water flowing into the tub put him on edge, what pushed him over was the soft sigh that sounded from his Evelyn when she slipped into the hot water bath.
Should he? It seemed ridiculous to take her-
What. . . the hell. . . was going on with him? I'm a fucking demon and I act like one of those pansies out there. The realization had Pein annoyed with himself for even thinking about passing up her offer.
With the food forgotten, Pein found himself shedding his clothes as he made his way to his her. His mind already began to race with all the things he would do to her, the things she loved and many new tricks he had up his sleeve. His body was already primed and ready when he got to her; she nearly stole his breath away.
Her back rested upon the tile as a small layer of scented bubbles layered the top of the water. Her eyes were closed, hiding the beauty of her yellow eyes. The swell of her lips drew his attention, already wanting to take her in a passionate kiss.
The steam of the heated water already had begun to fog the glass, but he was sure he could make things even hotter.
Without so much as a sound he slipped into the water with her, his hands sliding up her thighs as he moved closer to her.
"Oh!" Those vibrant eyes shot open, her startled exclamation died as he drew her in for a kiss. Instantly she reacted, her hands gliding up to tangle in his hair, tugging playfully at the dark strands.
Between the passion of their kiss, Pein managed to say, "I'm sorry, love."
"I know." Her legs wrapped tightly around his hips, already urging him to take her. He didn't resist her. He entered her hard and fast, she cried out as he moved, his speed quickening with each thrust. The water around them splashed around in waves until finally flowing out in cascades. He leaned in to take her breast, his mouth suckling her without mercy.
"Pein!"
A soft purr was his response when he heard the state of her quickening breaths, the cries of pleasure that shivered through her body.
It was no wonder Pein had fallen for the woman, she sure as hell knew how to drive a demon mad.
The merciless demon commanded her with such intensity and passion. She clung to the tub with her arms in utter desperation and to keep from sliding down from the monstrous orgasms Pein subjected her to, one right after the other, each coming more quickly and powerfully than the last. The pleasure became near unbearable when he propped her ankles on the tub's rim, leaving her vulnerable and wide open for him to dominate. With each climax, however, Evelyn experienced a small shudder from the babes, which only added to the distaste. Right now, all she wanted to think about was her and the beautiful, gorgeous demon taking her to the edge of ecstasy and back again. Yet, there was more to this demon Evelyn loved than just an amazing love maker... She adored the jet black of his hair, now clinging to his forehead from water and sweat. She loved his bewitching eyes, filled with such focus and lust. And his wings... God, it was enough to drive her mad by just how much the sight of their soft, black feathers aroused her.
ReplyDeletePein hovered over her, his hands tightly gripping the rim of the tub on either side of her head, as he executed breath taking and crippling thrusts harder than before. Evelyn cried out, the pressure building inside her body, and she arched her hips to receive the full impact of his thrusts until finally she came. The overwhelming pleasure of her body and absolute euphoria of her mind sent the whole room spinning, only vaguely aware of Pein collapsing on top of her as he joined in on the excruciating release he received as well. Evelyn never wanted the moment to end and, knowing Pein's resilience along with her own, she knew he'd take them to that glorious high for as long and hard as their body's would allow them... which only ensured a long night of endless bliss.
Like a madman who construed the threads of chaos at every opportunity, Fate, it seemed, would display its cruelty on the light hearted once more.
Evelyn gasped, a slow agonizing pressure consuming her as she came down from her climax. It lasted for only seconds, all the while she somehow lost the ability to breathe, the wheels leisurely turning and clicking into place when she felt warm amniotic fluid ooze from her core. Her water broke.
Her already pounding heart now beat with a sharp panic as she finally grasped the situation. She moaned; why now, of all times?! She turned to look at Pein and tell him, yet he used the opportunity of her gaping mouth to seize her lips in his. She tried to break away but he completely dominated her as his mouth firmly grasped around hers and his tongue wrestling against hers, all the while he continued to thrust into her hot sheath. The stress on her body was increased twofold as the pleasure and the pain of the contractions began to build almost simultaneously.
"Scream for me," he coaxed, his breaths fast and labored whenever he broke from her lips. Evelyn whimpered, her body strained to its limit.
"P-Pein...!"
"Louder." And with his proceeding thrust, Evelyn came... and she came undone.
"PEIN!!" She screamed, nearly going hoarse as she screeched both from pain and miserably potent bliss. It was no use. The fire in his eyes told her he would not be deterred from claiming her as many times as he could, no matter what. She had to find a way to snap him out of it... or else deliver in the middle of sex. And with the contractions growing more frequent and painful, and Pein producing more intense orgasms with nearly every thrust... Evelyn wasn't sure how much she could endure before dying of bodily stress itself.
He wasn't 'really' paying attention to what she was saying. His entire focus was on taking her ruthlessly. Of losing himself in her and for once, forget his instincts as a demon. . . of course it didn't last fairly long. He started to notice a strange movement beneath him, something he knew wasn't Eve. It wasn't until her cries actually registered that he noticed. . . she'd gone into labor.
ReplyDelete"Fuck!" He pulled out and jumped out of the bath tub as fast as he could go without knocking everything within arms length away.
"Shit... I don't know what to do!"
He turned an almost panicked look to Eve who seemed sorely preoccupied with the contractions.
Fuck! His mind shelled out ever single curse imaginable in every language known to mankind and demon. He never signed up for this shit! Hells fucking rings, he was starting to hate this world already.
"Pein! Get. . . someone!" Evelyn arched her back, as far as he could tell, she was trying to relieve some of the pain. Her scream tore through the air and right to his mind. It was enough to get his ass moving.
Right. . .someone.. who delivered these things... Some bitch that the Roseland's knew. . . and one his brother had apparently fucked.
WIthout another hesitation he disappeared to the young fate's home, almost surprised to find her in bed with her little boyfriend.
"I need you. Now!" He added when she sent him an incredulous look. The male looked more stunned than she did, quite frankly Pein thought he saw a bit of agression but that quickly disappeared when Pein snarled at both of them , finally having lost all patience.
He appeared beside the girl and grabbed her arm. Her cries of protest were easily ignored. "You're moving too slow ,bitch."
He reappeared next to Eve.
The relief in her eyes seemed to over power that of the pain for only a mere moment before she cried out in anguish once more.
"Oh, gods! Get her to the bed, now! Move it demon!"
He ignored the fact that she had just ordered him and took Evelyn into his arms. Her body shivered against the cool breeze. The dampness of her skin could have been mistaken for the water inside the bath but surely now it was the sweat of labor.
... Go to earth, it'll be fun. . .
He should murder Lucian now. Just go over and blow his fucking head off.
He set her gently onto the bed and stepped back, letting the young female take care of his Eve. She would be ok. . .She'll have her bastard children and she'll be ok. This very thought continued to course through his mind as he vanished from the home. He had to get out of there, there was no fucking way he was staying to watch the "miracle of birth". He'd much rather watch an entire civilization burn.
Star's muddled whispers of encouragement fell upon deaf ears as the pain consumed Evelyn's entire world. The babes moved incessantly and it seemed near impossible to surface for breath. She jolted at a sudden cool touch upon the small of her back that was alit with the heat of an agonizing flame of labor, which progressively numbed. Her golden eyes flickered to Star's, who retrieved her hand from behind Eve.
ReplyDelete"That epidural won't last for long," spoke the Fate. "You'll still feel the effects of the contractions but at least now the pain will be significantly depleted. Listen to what I tell you to do, okay?"
Evelyn blinked a few times before she nodded in agreement. She kept her breath steady, as was Star's instruction, and focused on keeping her muscles relaxed. Her mind reeled, enough to notice Pein's absence, which wasn't disheartening... not much, anyway. He wasn't the paternal type, she knew, and it only seemed obvious he wouldn't stay for the births... especially the births of babes that were not his own.
"Keep this rhythm up until you feel one of them crowning," Star directed. Evelyn nodded once more, never verbalizing any signs of acknowledgement to the Fate's directions or to her own mild discomfort she was experiencing. It was, therefore, several moments before Evelyn realized Starlight was gazing at her for quite some time. Eve inclined her head, signaling that she recognized Star's observations.
"Have you thought of names for them?"
Evelyn took a deep breath. She had thought of several, knowing she carried one of each gender within her, but had hoped to discuss them with Pein... An absurd notion, truly, and it never made the fact that she was carrying bastard children any easier to cope with. There was always that cold feeling buried in her chest whenever she hurt Pein... she would've done anything to see him happy... but, as she all too well knew, children never deserved the sins of their father.
"I was always partial to Aaliyah," Evelyn sighed. She paused for another breath. "... Then, I think... maybe Zeke."
"Ezekiel?"
Eve scrunched her eyes as the pressure increased. "... Yea... Star, crowning. Crowning."
Star rushed to the foot of the bed. The passing events, the pep talk, the pressure building and passing upon her hips, flew in quick succession until nothing was felt and only the cries of her children filled the room. Evelyn opened her eyes, the strength of the drugs and the strain of childbirth hindering her eyesight, but the small wriggling forms within Star's arms could not be mistaken. And then, it didn't matter they were children of another sire than her beloved. They were hers. There grew an inexplicable endearment for the wailing babes, enough to push past the euphoria and fatigue as she demanded, "Bring them here."
They were brought forward, still soaked in amniotic fluid, and Evelyn passed a tender hand over each. So fragile, so precious... how truly amazing she couldn't see herself living without them now.
"... I'll go wash them up." Star smiled as Evelyn took in the sight of her children with great love and intrigue. "Won't take long."
Evelyn grinned, watching as the Fate left the room with her valuable cargo. She leaned against the backboard of the bed, wondering what life would be like now with the little rascals... though, she wasn't left wondering for long.
"How sentimental."
ReplyDeleteEvelyn froze, her sense going into overdrive at the sound of the cool yet demonic female voice... yet with the drugs still in effect, "overdrive" was not as potent as she hoped it'd be. Her eyes scanned the room for the source until finally falling upon two hazy, glowing red eyes. The figure stepped out from the dark corner of the room, her pale face shining against raven black hair. Evelyn squinted; she'd seen her before... but where?
"Who knew payback would be this easy?" She stepped closer, her gaze never leaving Evelyn's. If the room wasn't spinning, Evelyn would've guessed the woman's movements as graceful yet snake-like... and what was she going on about "payback?" Certainly, she would've remembered about pissing off someone like her somewhere down the line... and then it dawned on her.
"Pein will find you if you hurt me."
"Oh, I'm counting on it," the woman sneered. She leaned over Eve, a cold and stern hand gripping her shoulder to keep her from rising. "That means this will hit him... hard."
"He won't-"
The hand upon Evelyn's shoulder abruptly lurched to grab her hair, pulling her head back and exposing her neck. The woman's other hand poised itself mere inches from Evelyn's throat. "I'm not going to give him an opportunity to save you... It'll be over nice and clean..." She cocked her head as though in contemplation. "... Any last words?" The sentence came out in a mocking tone and the woman couldn't help but snicker in spite of herself.
Evelyn's pounding heart filled her ears, its intensity thumping painfully beneath her chest. She glared fiercely into the crimson eyes and betrayed none of the fear coursing through her veins. Pein would save her... and once he did, he'd make sure this bitch got what she deserved. She couldn't die... not when she had so much to live for now.
Taking a deep breath, Evelyn parted her lips and bellowed, "Go to Hell."
And with a small chuckle, a wicked smile crossed the woman's mouth as she replied coolly, "... See you there."