Demologia 01: Rise of a Demon 02 - Sex Stories

Demologia 01: Rise of a Demon 02

... "Really? Alright," she says, sitting up a little bit so she can look at him better. "So... what's it like in those other worlds?” She tilts her head to the side, considering him thoughtfully. "How do you get around from one world to another? What is it like to be a demon in those worlds? How do the mortals treat you there?" She bites her bottom lip as she considers more questions, her enthusiasm carrying her away. Her gaze never wavers from his, and she leans forward slightly, resting her elbows on her bent knees.

"And...," she adds with a mischievous grin, "what is it like to...you know, take someone from one of those other worlds, carnally? Are they that different from demons?" Her cheeks flush bright pink as she asks the last question, but she meets his eyes steadily, not looking away.

"Oh aren't you a curious one," Damien says chuckling. "I like that. There are many other worlds, and each one is different from both our Hell and each other. Some are vile and depraved, some are weak and easy to take from, some are decadent and rich beyond imagination. There are even some mortal worlds that can be dangerous. They all have their own pleasures to enjoy, though, depending on what you are looking for."

“Traveling to their worlds is costly in magic, unless you can get them to open the way, but that’s hard to do. Under the right circumstances it can be managed, of course. I’ve been gathering my resources for just such a jaunt. Most mortals are weak and terrified of ...

... nearly everything, and demons particularly. It is intoxicating. The few who fight can be interesting, though, as are those who would worship our power. Taking them to bed is a delight, but most mortals are fragile and are easy to wear out. They are like…fragile little pastries that must be carefully handled to enjoy the full experience, unless the desired experience is to see how well they smash, of course.”

Lillith listens intently, her emerald eyes continuing to sparkle with interest. "And how do you choose which worlds to visit?" she asks. "Do you have any favorites?" Her gaze flickers down to his chest, then back up to his face. She tilts her head to the side, considering him further. "And what is it like... to leave Hell? Is it always as hot as it feels here?" Her voice is husky, and she reaches out to trail her fingernail along his abdomen.

"Well, most demons in Hell's army don't get to choose where to visit. But now that I have been promoted to Commanding-Dominant, I can suggest places to go, and only high courtiers of Hell would or could gainsay me, assuming they’d even bother to check up. Places where we take rich rewards from mortals." Damien brushes the back of his hand softly across Lillith's cheek. "That is, if you truly decide you want to serve me. And no, not all worlds are hot. Some worlds are very cold, frozen solid. Or covered in water as far as the eye can see, and beyond. We could destroy an island village, then swim nude to wash off the blood, and then ...