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Her Demon Landlord (Me & dark kitsune)

"I am one, that is the only reason i live by my self no one wnats to live with a demon." Damian whispered into her ear as they were now standing his arms gently around her back as he smiled standing there his breath gently floating on her neck.
 
Emily didn't remember getting to her feet, but she must have, because suddenly there she was. Standing next to the table, his arms were gently around her back holding her against him. Her hands were on his shoulders, her breasts pressed against his chest. "You're.. you're a demon," she said, adding "I thought your red eyes were contacts."

She felt his breath against her neck and closed her eyes, feeling week in the knees she leaned against him. If he let her go now, she'd probably fall to the floor. "This can't be real, I must be dreaming this."
 
Damian chuckled as he cupped her chin.
"No my dear they are natural and this is no dream would you like proff of such?"
Damian was gazing into her eyes as hisbreath lingered on her lips.
 
"Yes," she replied. Looking into his red eyes. Feeling his breath against her lips, her heart beat faster in her chest. She probably should have answered no. If he really was a demon, wouldn't it be better if she could pretend that she was dreaming? But she really wanted to know.
 
She answered yes, when he asked her if she wanted him to prove it, and he kissed her. Her arms wrapped around his neck. Lips parted when he leaned down, and the moment she felt his lips on hers she responded. Kissing him back as he held her close. This wasn't like her, pressing herself against a man she really didn't know, responding hungrily to his kiss. He was a demon..
 
Damina broke the kiss so that Emily could brethe.
"So do oyou still think this a dream?" Damian held her close smiling slighty when hi thoughts drifted off slightly to the thoughts of what else she could use that mouth for.
 
Emily didn't answer right away. As she caught her breath wondered what he was going to do next. She still wasn't ready to say that she believed him. There had to be another explanation why she would ..

"I'm not sure," she answered, but there was a voice in her head that screamed at her, He's a demon, get out now'. He was smiling, but his eyes were on her mouth again, and she wondered what he was thinking. What he might do next to try to prove it to her.
 
Damian smiled.
"Well how about this why dont we see how you feel about this situations realism after dinner tonight."
Damian slowly took a step back having been holding her close this whole time.
 
Emily nodded, after he let her go and took a step back, she moved back to her chair and sat down. She didn't know how to handle this. How could he be a demon? Demon's were cruel and he's been nothing but kind to her. And except for the red eyes, he looked like a mortal man. The food was delicious, and through out she kept glancing over at him. Wondering...

She was very nervous, she hoped that the chocolate cake would be done so, she needed some chocolate to calm her. Did he like chocolate? They both liked tea, what other things did they have in common? What was going to happen after dinner?

"Why did you really let me move in?"
 
Damian stood and grabbed the cake when it finished cooking and sliced them each some.
"Here you are."
He left her other question unanswered.
 
Emily smiled at him gratefully before picking up her fork. She didn't repeat the question, maybe it was best for now that she doesn't know. She closed her eyes, savoring the chocolate a moment before she used her fork to cut off another piece.

"This is very good." Glancing over at him, she noticed that he had given himself a slice of the chocolate cake also, she was glad. She didn't know why she was glad that he also liked chocolate cake, but she was.
 
Damian ate his cake with a smile.
"So where would you like to go to for dinner?"
Damian looked deep into her eyes
 
"How about the new restaurant that just opened? I've never been in there, but heard that they also have music. Do you like to dance?" For the life of her Emily couldn't remember the name of the place. After she'd said it, she remembered something else she heard about it. That it has a romantic atmosphere.

Emily smiled at him, as he looked deep into her eyes. She blushed remembering how his kiss felt.

"Maybe we should just go to the restaurant where I work. The new place might be too expensive."
 
"I am fine with either, and i do dance i have yet to have the poertunity to do so in a while."
Damian finished his cake and took his plate to the sink to clean it.
 
Emily wondered about his comment, he'd said he hadn't had the opportunity to dance in a while. Does that mean he hasn't dated in a while? She now knew why he was living alone, well why he lived alone until she moved in that day. Because he was a demon, but any woman he would date wouldn't need to know that.. except for his red eyes he looked as mortal as she, and she had thought his red eyes were contacts.

Her cake finished, she walked into the kitchen and washed her plate too. Saying, "Then lets go to the one where we can have dinner and dance. I haven't had an opportunity to dance in a while either."
 
Emily leaned against the counter, as he put the dishes away. Watching him curiously. When he asked what they should do now, she shrugged. "I don't know. What do you want to do?"

What do I want to do? She asked herself. Would it really be so horrible if he was a demon? What am I thinking? Demons are evil. Aren't they? If he's evil, why did he help her? Didn't make sense.
 
Emily sat down on the couch next to Damian. She turned slightly and looked at him. Her blue eyes studied him. As hard as she tried, she couldn't find any physical evidence that he was a demon, other than his red eyes. But she hasn't seen him naked yet. Yet? Now I'm thinking about seeing him naked?

Realizing that she was staring, she looked down. "I'm sorry, didn't mean to stare."
 
Emily was glad that she hadn't offended him when she stared, but it wasn't his words that had caused her to lift her head and look at him. It was feeling Damian's hand on her shoulder, and how his touch made her feel. Her blue eyes gazed into his red eyes. She smiled at him shyly. She wanted to know if demons date.. if he dates..

Instead she asked, "Can you read minds?"
 
"Oh," she said. Blushing when he kissed her cheek.
If he could read her emotions, that he must already know she likes him and is very much attracted to him. One thing she wasn't feeling and that was fear. Emily didn't understand why. If he really is a demon, shouldn't she be scared of him?

"Do you date?"
 
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