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  1. hello and welcome to my 3rd storieversery story I run out of time this year so here is an rp I've been working on with Alen beast sorry if this is not allowed it will be reformatted to be like a story as much as possible. It's 4:30pm and I'm alone as so often is the case. Today however was impressively sad. I'd been rejected before, when I'd mistaken trying to make a connection for love. And real all not, the only truth I knew right in this moment... is that my heart physically hurts. I check myself for the signs of having a stroke... but no such luck. "Seems I'm just a broken toy!" Malcolm sighs to himself and a snaking tear, rivulets a path to the bridge of my horn rimmed glasses, to join the others I had been in too much despair to realise I'd shed. "The other Uni students will be exiting shortly, and then I can get across the courtyard unseen." I mutter to myself, sadly grateful for small mercies. (the student.) In the underworld the demon could sense the sadness all the way down in the 2nd circle of hell knowing he could have a meal and maybe more I come to the surface. You bump into a hunk of a man and drop your books.you look up at my six foot 4 form we pick them up together then the demon says. "Hey you look sad what's up?" he says looking into your eyes reading your mind seeing the rejection and heartbreak you face everyday. (the demon.) Raising my vision to set my greys upon this new arrival. I am immediately distracted from my own reverie, as I back up from my sat position on my hands, attempting to disguise a boner forming there as part of my thigh. "I..." I begin, then cough to clear my throat, clutching a portion of my dropped texts. "Sad yes... but pathetic is more the accurate truth of it" I clarify, glad that it seemed to be concern, not pity in the azure blues that I stare back into. "Others have tried and failed to help me... now to one and all... I stand alone. A pariah to the realms of comfort and warmth". Surprised at myself how easily these true words came forth, I take a moment to re-examine the chiseled hunk before me. "Models shoot in the East wing" I mumble, but you're going to throw off their quality ratio I can tell you... enjoy it." I sigh, as I spot a thin text that had escaped my, and was under a radiator. "Oh I don't go here I'm more interested in you. You're not pathetic." The demon winks making you not need your glasses anymore even making your vision a little blurry in them it's obvious that that's him. "Why don't we go to your place and talk?" More than intrigued at this strange development, all the thundering amount of questions that descend upon me, don't equate to the curiosity that I'd forgotten I possessed. "Talk, you say?" I inquire one eyebrow raised. "It could be pointed out that we're talking now... but there's a strangeness here I can sense, that is one you go with not pick apart. "You've an interest in me... and I've questions for you.... - why not? My place is just around the corner from the campus. My sences you know are usually sharp... that you're giving me little in the way of readings is cause for concern and... other... feelings. So I agree, the better we're comfortable the better. But let me warn you... that if this is some sort of prank of me at my lowest... there still remains things I can do in response... if not obvious ones." I growl slightly, but don't manage the base I sought, and again cough. My grey eyes shining from tears now held in check. "Daniel!" I state holding out one hand both to shake, and to be lifted to my feet. More than intrigued at this strange development, all the thundering amount of questions that descend upon me, don't equate to the curiosity that I'd forgotten I possessed. "Talk, you say?" I inquire one eyebrow raised. "It could be pointed out that we're talking now... but there's a strangeness here I can sense, that is one you go with not pick apart. "You've an interest in me... and I've questions for you.... - why not? My place is just around the corner from the campus. My senses you know are usually sharp... that you're giving me little in the way of readings is cause for concern and... other... feelings. So I agree, the better we're comfortable the better. But let me warn you... that if this is some sort of prank of me at my lowest... there still remains things I can do in response... if not obvious ones." I growl slightly, but don't manage the base I sought, and again cough. My grey eyes shining from tears now held in check. "Daniel!" I state holding out one hand both to shake, and to be lifted to my feet. "Call me Jake." The demon says following you to your place making your voice a fair bit lower. Again, obvious it's me. Convinced that I'm not experiencing a 2nd puberty, the fact that this guy's "uncommon" to put it mildly was undeniable. Curiosity and caution war within me, as we enter the gazebo at the back of my home, and I sit on the edge of the unusually huge pouffe within, offering a choice of the wicker chair there, or to also sit on the massive pouffe. "Jake... I get the feeling that what’s on your mind should precede what are admittedly uninspired questions that are occurring to me." This I state as I more comfortable in this setting allow myself to scrutinize the curvature and striations, of the near Olympian before me. "I know I'm not dreaming... because they're never this kind." I tease, trying to break any awkwardness. "Real? I have somethings to tell you, I'm a daemon of lust the first male one in a generation and gay. I can change you but you must feed me for that.” "Change... that sounds good"... "And no true gain of worth is free admittedly"... "But there remains one thing I cannot give you." I state sadly but now approach you rising to my full height and staring up at you at close range. "I don't doubt the truth of this impossible circumstance... what is this hunger of yours, & how may I sate it?" He looks at you and thinks studying demonology and still has no idea what I'm talking about. "I'm a lust demon as you should know I feed of people's lust towards me. The best way to get that is fuck someone hard. " he pops his pecs to see your hard on rise again. "and the change I'm talking about is you becoming an alpha so huge, hot and cocky anyone would sleep with you." he rips off his tank top at the last part of his sentence. "That... I'm guessing you're aware is an offer that cannot be resisted!" I stammer slightly at the revelation. "I feared it would involve my will in some way... you want my ass? It's yours... you want that demon essence drained... DONE!" I state, showing an oddly more forward demeanour... but the real change was the shining hope that now lay in my eyes. - That something special... something IMPOSSIBE... had singled me out and broken the cycle of grey and sub worth. Then taking a deep breath to collect myself, I refocus and trace a light-fingered line across your right meaty pec. Connecting rivulets of sweat that perched there, before descending. "I game, in a manner that I'm yet conceiving of..." I trail off cryptically looking back down and noticing the glasses I no longer needed. "Good feel my pecs it's tradition to worship the demon before we lie together." he says loving how assertive you are already the demon just hopes you can remember who's the most powerful one is here. as you start licking his nips yours start to balloon. "Dam never happened that fast before." "Mmmpphh" I mouth, as my eyes unseen widen in surprise as my chest expands and I feel a hugging curvature. I begin to pull away slightly but feel a firm hand upon my neck that guides my skull to the nipple area. To which I flicker my tongue and tease gently with my teeth and hot breath. Not wanting a lack of symmetry, I tease your left nipple hard to encourage it's erection to follow suit with its twin. "Feel my arms to don't want people saying your chest day mad." The demon says. "Tis but the beginning methinks!" I tease as I place strengthening digits behind your broad, toned shoulder traps, and slide my fingers slowly down your triceps, following the vein lines without needing to look, and using the brushing of my nails to encourage a static flow in their passing. Then I pause for a moment, cocking my head to one side attempting to assess your next physical desire. - I then raise an eyebrow and smirk in surprise, as I move my hands swiftly further down your forearms and grasp each of your wrists with the strength I can muster... holding both of your clenched fists before our faces. "Tis but the beginning methinks!" I tease as I place strengthening digits behind your broad, toned shoulder traps, and slide my fingers slowly down your triceps, following the vein lines without needing to look, and using the brushing of my nails to encourage a static flow in their passing. Then I pause for a moment, cocking my head to one side attempting to assess your next physical desire. - I then raise an eyebrow and smirk in surprise, as I move my hands swiftly further down your forearms and grasp each of your wrists with the strength I can muster... holding both of your clenched fists before our faces. "you're looking hotter by the second as you move to my abs I want you to forget the words small, pathetic and beta when it comes to humans think the words alpha and massive instead." The demon says trying to get you to have an alpha mind to. Tracing an ab map with my lips, I salivate and drag its moisture whilst lapping up salt. Corse black belly hairs being teased and matting in its flexing passage. "Alpha?... ~ Alpha! Beta?... ~ Flexing, bulging domineering...." I growl slightly, pushing on your sculpted abs with enough pressure to cause your booted heels to back step, until a cold white wall was pressed against your back, tingling along your spine, as my embrace traverses to under your armpits, as I raise one arm leaning into you, rising pectoral, to rising pectoral. All four nipples, erect and en Garde. (The end.)
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