Demons Are Real...

“BAM!” I was startled as something heavy crashed into the door from the other side and I backed away to grab my hoodie. I pulled it over myself as something crashed into the door again, shaking the entire room from the **** of the impact. I was still naked from the waist down, but at least my hoodie was long enough to cover my pussy and the tattoo above it.

“Hit it again! We have to get this door open!” I heard my editor Evelyn shout, followed by another loud thud. The door started to splinter and cracks spiderwebbed out from the center, the white paint cracking and peeling away to reveal the brown wood underneath.

“Almost there, one more hit!” Evelyn roared, and I covered my face with my arms to protect it from any splinters that could come flying out.

With a horrific crushing noise, the door broke open, and two of my crew members shoved in. Albert and Charlie were using my Steel Iron Man statue as a battering ram, and they flew into the room as the door burst open. Bright light beamed into the room, and I winced and squinted my eyes as it blinded me.

“Kat! Are you okay?!” Evelyn rushed in, only for the sight of the room to stop her a few steps in, “What the fuck happened in here..?”

I looked around in silence, taking in the aftermath of the summoning as well, and the difference between before and after was like night and day.

The formerly beige walls were scorched black, the paint peeling off in burnt wisps from the flame that burned them. An acrid smoky smell filled the air in place of the aroma of fresh fruits, and the floor around me was covered in warm and sticky cum, something I hadn’t even noticed because of my terror.

“Cameras off!” Evelyn barked before tentatively crouching down next to me, “Are you okay?” I stared back at her wide-eyed from shock and shakily nodded my head. I was scared of opening my mouth because I had no idea what nonsense would come out. Surely it was a gas leak that made me hallucinate, right? Or maybe I just had a psychotic break or something? Demons can’t be real!

“Here.” Evelyn took my arm and tried to lift me, but I resisted, shaking my head and firmly sitting back down. I did not want to risk flashing my camera crew.

“Everyone out!” I ordered with a trembling voice, and after a short delay, everyone but my editor filed out. I wanted to run this by her first before even thinking about revealing it to the world.

“Do you want to tell me what happened?” She asked, grimacing as she crouched down and felt the squishy sperm under her heels.

“D-demons are real.” I stuttered in a half-whisper. I grabbed onto her tightly, not willing to let her go, and I felt her pat my back reassuringly.

“I’m sure they are. Now let's get you out of this room.” She replied in a soft and patronizing tone, clearly not believing me. Fuck, I’d have to show her the tattoo.

She helped me stand up, steadying me as I slipped on the cum, and the two of us left the room. Thankfully, my camera crew averted their gaze, focusing on whatever they were doing to avoid looking at me, and I made it to my bedroom with no problems.

“Any injuries?” Evelyn asked, and I shook my head. She raised an eyebrow in doubt before opening the first aid kit that I never even saw her grab. “Hold still. There was probably a gas leak or something. I’ll take you to a hospital after this.” She murmured, sticking her tongue out adorably as she focused on whatever she was doing. Her short black hair was in a professional ponytail, keeping her bangs out of her ocean-blue eyes, and her smooth white skin looked so soft that all I wanted to do was reach out and stroke her cheek. She was wearing a comfortable grey hoodie and some jeans and her clothing fit her perfectly, accentuating her curves in all the right places- not that she had any wrong places, and the blue diamond on her hoodie perfectly matched her eyes. God, she had such pretty blue eyes. I felt myself sink into those eyes, only for a sudden stinging pain to snap me out of my reverie.

“Hey!” I yelped as my cheek stung from the **** swab. My friend firmly gripped my chin, stopping me from escaping as she disinfected the long cut left by… the incubus. I shivered at the memory of him cutting my cheek open and Evelyn sighed in response, looking at me with a concerned gaze.

“Stay still, please? I know it hurts but I have to clean all your cuts.” She reassured me softly.

Wait, “cuts” plural? How many did I have? I tentatively reached up and ran a palm down my face and looked at it in horror. It was stained red from my blood. What the fuck?!

I felt myself get lightheaded, my breaths sped up as I started to hyperventilate, and a queasy feeling started to grow in my stomach as I felt nauseous. I did not like the sight of my own blood.

“It’s okay, it’s okay. They’re just small paper cuts!” Evelyn soothed, but it was too late. I bent over and buried my face between my legs to quell the nausea, trying very hard not to throw up. A stupid reaction, I know, but I hate the sight of my own blood. I was perfectly fine with other people’s blood and gore, but the second I even saw a drop of my own, panic set in.

“You’re fine, Kat. They’re just little cuts from the door splinters.” She soothed, rubbing my back reassuringly. I hyperventilated between my knees for a few minutes while she rubbed my back, and after a short while, I felt the panic fade.

“Better?” She asked when I lifted my head from between my legs. I nodded in response and she gently grabbed my chin to restart the disinfection process. God, she was so perfect. All I wanted to do was kiss those perfect lips. I leaned in to make out with her but she leaned away and gently pushed me away with a grimace and chuckled. “I guess we can add a concussion to your injuries as well. You’re covered in blood, Kat, I’m not going to kiss you!”

Right, I was bleeding. Why was I so horny… Oh right, the tattoo made me aroused. I tried my best to sit still and let her tend to my wounds but those were the longest 5 minutes of my life. On one hand, I really wanted to squirm around because the **** stung, and on the other hand I was so attracted to my editor that all I wanted to do was pounce on her.

“There we go, all patched up!” Evelyn exclaimed, grinning at me in satisfaction, “Heh, I should be a nurse at this point.” I smiled back at her, but my eyes must have betrayed the desire stirring in me because her grin changed to a worried one, and her glorious blue eyes filled with concern. “You definitely have a concussion, don’t you? Let’s get our medic to check you out." She took my hand and placed another on my shoulder, and that bit of physical contact was all it took to shatter my self-control.

I pounced on her lightning-fast, pinning her against the bed as I kissed her with a need I’d never felt before. I needed her to fuck me, more than I’d ever needed anything else before. It was like I was starving, and the more I kissed her, the more I sank into my desire, and the hungrier I became.

Evelyn was shocked initially, and for a few seconds she tried to push me off, but after a while, she melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around me to hold me tighter while I pressed myself against her. My tongue wrestled with hers as I mashed our lips together and I started to wander with my hands, with one hand slowly unzipping her hoodie while the other fiddled with her jeans. I needed her naked as soon as possible because she was the only person who could sate my hunger.

Evelyn moaned into my mouth, her cries sounding so sweet as our tongues danced together. Her mouth tasted amazing, like the most delectable nectar and I knew I’d never have enough of that taste. Gods, she was the most perfect woman I’d ever seen or touched. She tried to sit up, to regain some semblance of control over the kiss I **** her into, but I pushed her back down with otherworldly strength. I needed to keep this kiss going, I needed more from her.

Evelyn finally got her hoodie off and tossed it away to the other corner of the room as I finally got a look underneath. A beautiful black t-shirt top that complemented her alluring ocean-blue eyes. It hid the treasure underneath, but that could wait for later. Right now all I wanted was to keep kissing my friend.

“You’re gorgeous Evelyn…” I purred, breaking the kiss to look down at her, “I don’t know how I never noticed how tantalizing you look…”

She moaned in response, her beautiful lips half-parted while she gasped for breath. Hazy blue eyes looked up at me sensuously and I gently cupped her cheek as I bent down to kiss her again.

Before long, I’d managed to wrangle her out of her tight jeans and I tossed them aside and sat up. Evelyn tried to sit up too, but I pushed her back down with a feral growl and leaned back down. I started to suck on her neck, biting, licking, and playing with it to drive her crazy. Her blood pounded underneath the delicate flesh of her throat and each rapid heartbeat felt like a drumbeat of passion that her body played.

I unconsciously ground my dripping cunt on her thigh and moaned into her throat, when she suddenly tried to push me off.

“Kat… Stop…” She moaned, but I was too into it to pay attention to her resistance. “Kat. Enough.” I still paid no heed to her anxious tone and moved down her collarbone, biting her shoulder hard to elicit a shocked gasp from her beautiful lips. “Kat! Get off me!” Evelyn suddenly shoved me off and I fell back onto the bed, stunned by her actions.

“We can’t… We shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be this fucking attracted to you!” Evelyn cried and a pang of hurt shot through my heart. Why didn’t she like me? She noticed my upset expression and immediately cringed and continued speaking, “I’m sorry, that came out wrong.” I didn’t think there was a right way to tell your friend that you thought she was ugly, but I sat there, feeling a weird mixture of painful heartthrob and lust, waiting for her to keep going.

“But you’re covered in blood, you were basically in shock from a gas leak, you had a panic attack, and all I want to do is fuck you! It’s not right!” Evelyn shouted, “I-I should be comforting you, or you know, making sure you’re okay, but here I am, feeling nothing but lust!

“Fuck, the Incubus made me attractive too…” I muttered in horror. If he made everyone attracted to me while also making me insanely horny, that would be a recipe for disaster.

“See, you’re still rambling about demons and shit, I shouldn’t- I have to take you to a hospital to get checked. Come on!” Evelyn grabbed her jeans and quickly tugged them on before taking my hand and dragging me off the bed.

“Eevee, wait. Look.” I stopped her and lifted up my hoodie, showing her the tattoo and she looked at it in confusion for a few seconds before her face went pale. “I really did summon a demon, and he cursed me,” I said calmly, my voice hiding the panic within, and I pulled her back to the bed.

“That… That wasn’t there before…”

“Mhm”

“But how? We had that lingerie shoot yesterday!” She exclaimed, confusion setting in as she ran the events of the past few days through her head. “There’s no fucking way demons are real. It’s just a gas leak, that’s it!”

I stared at her calmly and watched her worldview shatter the same way mine did earlier today. Her hand slowly touched the tattoo, and I felt her examine it curiously to see if it was fake. And I felt my mind wander to how she felt under me. The way her soft lips pressed against mine as our tongues slipped into each other's mouths. How I straddled her thigh and rubbed myself off on her leg and how close I was to cumming just then. My lust was still growing and I didn’t know how much longer I could hold myself back. I obviously didn’t want to **** my editor, but the curse was strong and my will was slowly fading away.

“No fucking way,” Evelyn whispered in shock, snapping me out of my daydreams. “Your cuts, Kat. They’re almost healed.” She tentatively reached out and ran her finger along the wound the Incubus made and I could feel her finger going across the bumps of my nearly healed scab. So, getting cursed also gave me super-healing. At least one good trait came out of it.

“Do you believe me now?” I asked and she numbly nodded. We sat in silence for a minute, with her still as a statue, while I uncomfortably squirmed around, my cunt aching with desire from just being close to my unbelievably hot editor. Why had I never noticed how her eyes sparkled? Or the way her glossy lips looked so appealing in the sunlight? I felt myself sink into desire again and I reached out to touch her cheek. Her skin was so soft and creamy and just rubbing her cheek sent tingles through my body. Fuck, I was so horny!

Evelyn startled at my touch as I snapped her out of her thoughts and clutched my wrist with an iron grip, holding my hand away from her. Those ocean-blue eyes were stormy, staring at me with an unreadable expression as I waited with bated breath. She was going to yell at me and run off, wasn’t she? I didn’t know if I could survive another minute without sex, and I didn’t know what I would do if she started to leave.