Let's give Theo a show

"What the fuck is going on here!" Donnie roared the moment he entered the kitchen. The roomed had been shifted, all the extra bits on one end, and my chair and nothing else on the other. It was a pretty picture I'd prepared for them; May standing mortified on one side, and Anna sucking my cock on the other. I held her hair and rested the edge of my dagger on her back; the threat was clear.

"Let's just say all of your initial assumptions were true, and I'm a devil doing unspeakable evil on your family." He started forward, a vein bulging on his angry face. "Ah, ah, ah. I wouldn't do that, if I were you."

"Maybe he's right, da." Theo said, his face the perfect picture of a concerned son. His voice was different, too; slower and less sure. He put a hand on his father's shoulder as he spoke.

"What," Donnie looked back at his son, and then at his wife; she'd fled towards him as they entered and clung to his side. "What do you want, you bastard?"

"That's a good question." I said idly, my words punctuated by Anna gagging on my cock.

"Stop that!"

"And lose my hostage?" I traced a light line on her back, not hard enough to draw blood. "I think not."

"What the fuck do you want?!"

"Let's see." I pretended to think. "How about you become my ****? I could use a strong pair of arms."

"Your ****." He repeated, incredulous.

"Yes. I'll take your wife of course, your land, your daughter, but I'll leave you your life as long as you work hard." I gave a leer. "If you do your best, maybe I'll let you have May for a night. Or we could make Anna give you a handy."

"You worthless-" His words trailed off into an angry jumble.

"Is that a no?" I asked, pulled Anna from my dick. I looked at Theo, raising an eyebrow. "How about you?"

Theo pulled his hands up to his mouth, as if sick, and looked at his father. Then he started walking towards me.

"Thag?"

"I'll serve." Theo said, his voice transmuting to the confident tone from yesterday. "Until the dawn comes, until the end of days, as your dark knight. Without rest, without fail, until the day the demon king dies."

"Nice oath." I muttered as Theo bowed low, hand to his heart. "I accept it, and name you Theodore Suneater, Knight of the Incubus."

"T-thag?" Donnie's anger had left him, he looked on the verge of tears.

"Theo, actually." Theo turned and smiled, his eyes shining. "Shall I put an end to him, Dark One?"

"No." I said, He's quite elegant for a farmer's son. Must have read a lot of fairytales. "It's showtime."

Something wet hit the ground. Tiny orbs of red fell like rain, becoming a deluge as Donnie staggered back from the dagger that had pierced his stomach. He looked up, holding his side as the stain grew around his hand, and stared at his horrified wife. She stared in confusion at the knife in her hands, as if it had appeared out of nowhere, and not simply drawn from her bodice.

She fell down, the knife clattering across the floor and leaving a red smear on the wood.

It was a fatal wound, though not a quick one; as ordered. A knife in the guts was a **** sentence, the wound would sour and carry Donnie off screaming in a few days. A gut-stabbed man had, at best, a fool's hope.

"Damn." Theo nodded his head slowly, his eyes practically twinkling with excitement. "That was awesome."

"Thag, how could you-"

"Shut up, ma." Theo yawned, looking at each of his family in turn. Then a mischievous look crossed his face. "So, it's showtime? Got anything else new to try?"

The trigger took effect before I could respond; May scooped up the knife in a flash and drove it into the prone form of her husband. He groaned as a second hole opened in his abdomen.

May cried out as the blood splashed on her hands and Theo laughed. I started to feel queasy at the sheer disregard he had for others; maybe that was rich coming from me, but I felt as though, at some point, I could have been a decent person.

Had I not been exiled, had I not been cursed with the blood of incubus, then maybe. But Theo was different.

He was just a straight bastard.

He looked at me, and then clapped his hands together. "Oh, sorry. I should have asked permission before playing with your toys."

I blinked, surprised by his turnabout. I thought for a moment, and decided to play along. "It's fine. Just make sure it doesn't happen again."

"Of course, Dark One." Theo nodded respectfully. Then he flashed his father a malicious look. "As a boon, may I ask for ownership of one of these whores?"

I paused, covering my mouth as I thought. I could give him May or Anna, he seemed to want to twist the proverbial knife. I could deny him, too; that also seemed to fit the Demon Lord role he wanted me to play.

Or, perhaps, I could use the other trigger I implanted in May, and try to put this mad dog down.