The Summoning

[Karo]

Kyrie bit her lip, reading over the spellbook in front of her one last time. The room was dim, lit only by the candles placed neatly around the room. A symbol drawn precisely on the ground was her main concern, if just one tiny line was off, the summoning could be a disaster.

She was a young sorceress, and by summoning her familiar here, perhaps people would finally start taking her seriously. She had never botched a spell before, but now, with so much at stake, she had to take extra caution.

A young woman, she had a slim build, her skin pale and soft, her face framed by waves of dark auburn hair.

As she prepared to start the ritual, she reached into her robe and took out a small knife. A slash across the palm of her hand drew the blood needed for the spell.

As she began to chant, a rush of wind seemed to enter the room. She did her best not to falter, but as she spoke the words, she could hardly tell what was correct, what wasn't, if she had repeated herself...

Her focus faltered for just a moment, but soon the symbol on the ground began glowing and she breathed a sigh of relief as the spell had apparently worked.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He felt nothing at first, but just as one would awake from a dream, Azazel found himself awakening to existence as he felt a certain tug to the mortal realm. Without form or logic, he drifted in the aether, and in ways not understood by man, found himself at his destination. While he waited for power to collect, he stood idlely by, developing more and more sentience as the spell worked it's magic. As he felt his personality return he began to peer through the veil, the sorceress, if paying attention, would see the snarling beastlike face of his true form peering back at her through the energies of the symbol. What did she want... She didn't look like someone who usually summoned him, if he had fingers he would cross them evily as he contemplated the situation.

He didn't have too much time to think, but merely relished in the thought as he felt full power now, and he allowed himself to transcend into her world. With a flash! He would stand in the center of the pentogram. His appearance demonic, but with more human features now. He still retained his horns, his tail, his hooves, his face appeared rather demonic, but with a strange handsomness to him. Most notably though, his skin was pitch black, and his glowing red eyes stared at her disapprovingly.

He said nothing, only crossing his arms as he looked her over. So young, almost innocent. If she had not called him to make a deal, the possibilities of corrupting such a young soul was exciting.

 

[Karo]

She stepped back from the summoning circle, her hand over her mouth. This was more than she had expected. Something had gone terribly wrong. She had been trying for an imp, at the worst, not the demon who currently towered over her.

"I..." she stammered out, flipping through the pages of her spellbook, her hands trembling. "This...this isn't right..." she muttered to herself. "This isn't right at all..."

She needed to send it back immediately, if it was even possible.

However, she froze as she felt his gaze on hers, his eyes burning into her very soul. She let her book fall to the floor, realizing just how dire the situation was.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He said nothing, he didn't move. Emotionless. The affairs of mortals never did much to pique his interest. Especially when summoning him was entirely accidental. He had his own demon suitings he had to take care of. Souls to tempt, souls to damn, but then again... Situations like this are what bred demon stories. He noted how scared, how awkward she was. She truely did not mean to summon him.

"Most witches would be delighted in enslaving a demon as a familiar." His voiced growled, low, dark, and almost beastlike. He commented on her lack of experience, in truth he was actually lucky she didn't go through with the proper binding spells and seals. He uncrossed his arms and with an ethereal, supernatural movement he would pace the room, glancing out of windows at the world outside. So inviting... He turned his attention back to her.

"Why did you bring me here?" He asked, stepping up to her, intimidatingly close as he looked down at her.

"Do you seek power?" He stepped closer.

 

[Karo]

She froze in place as the demon spoke, his voice sending chills down her spine. She felt so tiny as he approached her, backing up into a corner of the room instinctively as he closed in on her.

She had no way to run, and this was undoubtedly a powerful demon. She could feel it, just how strong he was, and he hadn't even done anything to show off his true strength yet.

"I..." she stammered, seemingly expecting him to lash out at her at any moment.

There was a long hesitation after he spoke, the young witch's jaw just hanging agape. She had been warned about demons, about accepting any type of deal from them, or even taking aid without having them bound properly.

However, there was just something so tempting about the prospect.

"Of course I want power..." she whispered, slowly uncoiling herself from her cowering posture. "I...was trying to summon a familiar...I was hoping for something a bit...erm...smaller..." she squeaked.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He raised a brow at her. Mortals fearing him was something he came to expect. Glancing away, he changed shape, the room glowed with unnatural energy as he took on a more... suitable appearance. His skin was still charcoal, but his features became more human, less beastlike. No longer with a tail, and his horns shrinking down to something a little less imposing as well. He now wore something along the lines of a black pin striped business suit, his shirt a deep crimson. Obviously strange attire to her, he had a certain fondness for the attire of another time. Which would be typical, since his demonic nature only allowed him to see the past and future, and to be ignorant to the present.

"Consider it courtesy." He said, commenting on his new appearance. He usually never did anything for anyone, but he did understand "accidents". Other then wasting his time, she had done nothing to invoke his rage, or his abilities.

"Sometimes great things come in small packages." He mused, pacing the room and taking in the new surroundings. "You didn't summon me to make a deal, this is obvious. He turned to her, holding a palm out as he materialized various imps, goblins and creatures that would be suitable familiars before closing his hand into a fist and staring deep into her eyes, as if he was staring at her soul.

"I can give you power. But this..." He looked, disgusted at the offerings sufficient for a familiar before returning his look to the girl, shaking his head. "What can you do for me?"

 

[Karo]

She swallowed hard. Even with the demon's change in appearance and demeanor, he was still frightening. She knew what he was capable of, she was no strangers to the tales of what happened when a mortal was foolish enough to cross a demon. Even with such casual conversation they seemed to be having, at least as far as demons were concerned, she was certain to choose her words carefully as to not accidentally bind herself to some deal she didn't wish to make.

The room was rather small, and seemed to be the only part of the small house, a small bed in the corner, a few shelves mostly crammed with spell books and potions. She stared intently into his eyes, hazel orbs holding an obvious intelligence. However, he was still rather intimidating, and she forced herself to look away after only a few seconds.

"I...I have nothing to offer..." she said quietly. "I'm still in training, I'm not powerful, I'm not strong..." she said, citing just many more reasons to make the demon's offer all the more tempting. She bit her lip. This might just what she needed.

"What...what would you like from me?" she asked slowly. Her soul? It seemed likely, considering just what he was. What else were demons after?

 

[Deadshotblow]

He noted her apprehension, and began to wonder just how far her knowledge of the demonic extended. His true name was yet to be known, which is why he was still able to traverse between realms. She didn't look it, but he knew she possessed the ability to banish him back to hell for an indefinite period of time once she reached her full potential. But even so, he could find use for her.

"Bold." He commented on her keeping eye contact. Almost with the utterance of the word he saw her look away. He calculated this, taking notice now of her alluring figure. A swell of perverted and taboo thoughts crossed his mind at her words. He decided to play his intimidation card further.

"NOTHING?" He boomed, the room dimmed with supernatural anger as he allowed his true form to glimmer across his features as he stepped towards her. "Do not lie to me mortal..." He growled, his eyes fierce.

And almost instantly, the anger faded, the room went back to normal, and he stepped back. He looked down to the symbol on the floor. "Your powerful enough to summon me." He returned his gaze to her. "By accident. I might add." He walked past her and looked out browsed her assortment of spellbooks and potions.

"It takes a certain strength of character to even summon a demon." He turned back to her. "Nonetheless, I am in a position to help you." He stood directly infront of her now, looking down at her his face mere inches from hers. "And I am in a playful mood." He leaned in close, smelling her, his inner beast coming out. He raised a taloned hand and brushed hair behind her ears erotically. "Relax..." He purred, stepping back.

"Your soul is safe. For now... It'd be to easy. In exchange you will be my herald, my envoy. The price for keeping your soul is to provide me with more."

 

[Karo]

The allure of power was overwhelming. She had always been the weak one, every other spellcaster years ahead of her in practice, and therefore power. It was almost too tempting.

She couldn't help but bite her lip nervously as he stepped closer one more. She shivered as she felt his breath on her, the heavy scent of incense and an underlying light, smokey tone clinging to her skin and clothes from her practicing and hours spent studying and slaving over spell books. His touch, too, sent another shiver down her spine, the light touch of his claws, so deadly yet his touch so light, on her skin earning a quiet whimper from her lips.

"Your herald?" she asked quietly. "I..." she started to respond, then came his request for more. If she wanted to leave this deal with her soul intact, she needed to think of something quickly. A quick glance over his face, reading him for just a moment as her eyes darted over his features, and her hand reached up to where his talons had brushed against the sensitive skin of her neck. What else did she have to offer a demon that was worth the price of her soul?

At once, she looked up to meet his piercing gaze.

"I...I'm a virgin..." she replied quickly. Demons liked that sort of thing, right? "I...I can offer that to you..."

 

[Deadshotblow]

He studied her, she was so pure, untainted. Innocent really... The occult smell in the air was pleasant, something he was used to and grew fond of, being as how most of his materializing in this plane was summoning. There was a time where he could manifest at will, a time when he had full power. The damn knights were the ones who killed most of his power, this holy crusade of theres didn't have souls flocking to him like it used to.

"-Yes my herald." He cut her off at "I..." before she could continue, if she was. He calculated how she began to mull it over. He wouldn't allow her time to think.

"I'm not being your fucking familiar." he hissed. "I'm talking about rounding up souls, I give you the power well beyond your years. Hell-" he started pacing. "Beyond any known mage currently. All you have to do is, go where I tell you, make an appropriate seal, and tell the lowlives in the castle or village their time has come!" Dissapating into smoke, he flowed back towards her, his smoke enveloping her, the smell, the feel of it intoxicating, the effect would be exhilerating and erotic, she would feel her whole body become warm, a glimmer of the power he had to offer. Then, he materialized right in front of her, his eyes locked on hers. He trailed a finger, caressing almost, up along her cleavage. "Then you can leave, and let me harvest the souls until next time..." He leaned in close, her words of being a virgin enticing his appetite. "By the way...That's how your sealing the deal." The weight of his words carried the unspoken message that he would take that from her regardless if she chose to refuse his offer.

 

[Karo]

She felt it. The power, even just what was just a small taste was intoxicating, like a drug. She had heard that power in itself could be addicting, but she had never imagined anything like this.

To be a herald of death, to doom others to the fate that she was dealing here to avoid, was it worth the price? Her head was reeling, the scent of the smoke he left behind, the tingling sensation that crept down her entire body, and somehow, she was aware that this was just a taste, and there was much more to come. If what what he promised was true...

"Done." She whispered, once again feeling his breath on her, shuddering at the demon's touch. "My body, and my service, are yours."

Dealing with demons was always a tricky business. She was probably getting in for more than she was bargaining for, but the allure of the strength he offered to her was too much to pass by.

 

[Deadshotblow]

"You caught me in a good mood sweets." He spoke as if from another time, and she would know exactly why he acted the way he did when she would use her newfound power for divination among other things. He cocked his head to the side, admiring her virgin innocence, her beauty, he usually wasn't so diplomatic when it came to mortals, but he liked her, he could mold her into anything.

"You might enjoy this more..." He purred, using a claw to slide her blouse down her shoulder, exposing the small bit of flesh and smiling to himself. With a snarl she would find his hand wrapped about her throat and lifted as if weightless and slammed into the wall. The moment she blinked after the sudden movement jarring her, it would be like blinking awake. Awake with power, almost as if she had been asleep her entire life. A certain enlightenment that comes with knowledge. She would be able to feel it throughout her body, as if raw power were coursing through her veins. He watched her, to wait for the typical orgasm-like response in her face from so much power manifesting so quickly. When he saw it, he released his grip, letting her slump to the floor as he stood back to see if she was bold enough to try and use it against him.

He crossed his arms, his form now a mix of the two incarnations she had witnessed. Ethereal fire licking at his features.

 

[Karo]

Kyrie screamed out as she was slammed into the wall, instinctively letting her hands fly up, trying to loosen the grip on her throat, finding it hard to breathe. She thrashed against him, then took in a deep breath as she felt the surge of power crackling through her body. It was like being hit by lightning. It felt like she was going to die right there.

As she dropped to the floor, collapsing in a panting heap, she felt it, the power she had been so longing for, the demon's gift to her at the cost they had agreed on. It was exhilarating! She had never felt anything so raw before, such energy that she had full command of. She felt it surging through her body.

She looked up to the demon, her eyes flashing with the thrill of newly found strength coursing through her veins. Could she bind him? She surely felt like she had the strength to do so now. She was drunk with power, that much was clear.

However, she managed to compose herself.

"We have a deal." she replied. "You gave me power...and now I'm here to serve you as you see fit."

 

[Deadshotblow]

He half smiled and raised an eyebrow in admiration. He had chosen well, he wouldn't have to teach her about respect. He cocked his neck, eyes closed as he savored the scene he just witness, her panic, her pain, and her rebirth...All the while being a slave of temptation.

He said nothing, only watching her movements, to see gauge how she felt. He knew it already, he could feel it... Her newfound glory.

"Perhaps you won't be so easy to break now." He smiled, a clawed fore arm rising infront of his face as she stretched his fingers before twisting them in a "come here" motion. She would rise off the floor, tugged by a supernatural force as she floated over to him, at this elevation she would be eye level with him. Stretching his arms out, he embraced her, taking delight on how her body felt. A forked tongue snaked out and he licked up the side of her face before forcefully bring her lips to his and engaging in either the most erotic, or the most disgusting kiss she ever had. It really didn't matter to him.

 

[Karo]

Despite her new strength, the new power surging through her body, the demon still frightened her. She trembled at his arms around her body, feeling fragile in his grasp, reminded of just how powerful he was. Without her feet touching the floor, she somehow felt less at ease, knowing that escape would just be that much harder.

She had made a pact, though, and trying to weasel her way out of a deal with a demon only sounded like it would spell disaster.

She shivered as his tongue flickered over her skin, tilting her chin back a bit just before he forced her into the kiss. It was an odd sensation, feeling him against her, though she parted her lips, allowing the snakelike tongue to flicker into her mouth.

Once he allowed her to, she pulled back from him, just enough to catch her breath, panting hard, already slightly flushed, her cheeks a light shade of red.

Until she knew the full extent of the demon's power, she needed to watch herself carefully. She had the feeling that what he had given her was only a fraction of what was available to him, demons not being the type to put themselves at a disadvantage purposefully. She had no intention of double-crossing the demon. Already, she was plotting what to do with her new power, and which of the villagers that had mocked her would be the first to witness her strength.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He laughed as she pulled away panting, noticing an odd love/hate emotion in her at his advances due to the flushing of her face. It was loud, unnatural, hell it was outright unsettling. Passion overtaking him, supernatural flames burst and began to lick at his body, his form favoring his demonic true form moreso then the half and half mix he was rolling with earlier. Still laughing, he grabbed her by the cuff of her top, yanking her with him as he powerfully walked forward. The weightlessness she was feeling at floating was now gone where now she could feel now how he was holding her up with one arm. The table behind her is what she would feel as he forced her onto it, her back against the wall with her legs dangling off the edge of the table. He stepped between her legs, his palm finding its way to rest against the small pubic mound outside of her clothes. She seemed to know enough about demons, surely she knew how vulgar or perverse the sex acts could be.

"You can either enjoy this like I will, or this will be the most harrowing experience of your life" the flames surrounding him gave off no heat, they didn't burn her, but they appeared to be slowly burning of his clothes. With another laugh he grabbed the sides of her chest underneath her arms, his hands large enough to get a decent enough grasp of her breasts as he pulled her close, planting another kiss down her throat.

 

[Karo]

At the very least, she seemed receptive to his touch. Forced back against the wall, she kept her knees apart, despite the instinctive urge to clamp them together at his touch. Of course she had heard stories of how demons could treat their victims, but somehow, the danger was almost exciting. She swallowed hard, letting out a tiny whimper as he had his hand against her, slowly arching her hips up into the palm of his hand.

She let her head rest back against the wall, leaving her throat completely exposed for the kiss he placed there, shivering again at the touch. As he grabbed her, he could easily feel the shape of her body under her clothes, her breasts large and full, a slim waist and a curve to her hips.

"I'm...nervous." she whispered to the demon, as if it wasn't obvious by her trembling. "But I did make a deal...and...I knew what I was getting into."

 

[Deadshotblow]

This would only entice his urges as he pulled his head back, lifting her like a doll as he pressed her body against his, his head resting on her chest. A growl of passion seemed to not come from the demon but out of the air itself as he savored the feeling of her curves against him. The clothes did her injustice. Notorious for their depravity, it was often forgotten demons where beings composed entirely of passion. Inexhaustable, tireless, passion. It's the reason why half the world's temples were built, enslaved demons dedicated entirely to whatever task their master's ordered.

It was mainly anger that would yield stories about the worst a demon could do, but things like this... Sins of the flesh, were the reason why damnation was so tempting, and these creatures were composed entirely of it. With a degree of elegance, he at the same time lay her on the table, enveloping her hand with his he placed it on his chest in some primal way to soothe her unease. "There's really nothing to be nervous about." his voice cooed.

"Because you can't get out of it anyways." he said cynically, and with a demonic howl his true face manifested as he ripped the lower portion of her clothes off and plunged his head between her legs, and willingly or not forced his tongue about between her legs, in and out of her.

 

[Karo]

The scream that erupted from her throat was one of pure shock. Her heart was already racing as she willingly gave her body over to the demon. Once more, she could feel her breath on him, but found the sudden intrusion much more than she had originally expected.

Still, though, their deal remained at the front of her mind. She kept her legs spread as he delved in, pulling them up to her chest slightly as she leaned back against the wall.

Feeling his tongue forcing its way into her body, snaking its way in and out of the tight hole, sent another violent shiver down her spine. Her fists clenched as she grabbed onto the edge of the table he had her on, desperate for something to hold onto.

At the lashing of his tongue, she tried to stifle the moan that slipped past her lips, but to no avail. Another shiver, and at his touch she was soon wet, her body eager for more. I

 

[Deadshotblow]

He knew he liked this one. It was starting to become more suitable with each moment. Even with his face buried between her, exciting every sexual nerve ending in that area, he could still sort of... sense her. The way she moved her body excited him, and even with the ethereal flames burning about his body that had now fully burnt off the strange attire he had on, his arousal become quite apparent. Oddly enough his erection resembled that of a human man's, although his was more... pronounced.

She felt incredible on his tongue. Almost instantly after a soft moan escaped her lips, he looked up like an animal who had just heard a predator. It was then he realized she was wet when he felt it about his mouth. Standing up, his heavy footsteps made their way around the table. His eyes raping her body as he ogled every once of her as he stood at the head of the table, his swinging member coming to rest inches from her face.

 

[Karo]

She glanced at him as he moved around the table, feeling his eyes cutting through, again almost down to her very soul. She was panting hard, flushed, and her body hot all over. Her eyes glanced down to his stiff member, and her blush deepened somewhat.

She bit her lip as she felt the demon's gaze practically burning through her. With trembling hands, she removed what clothes he hadn't already ripped off, exposing her body to him completely. It was easy to see everything her clothes had been hiding, smooth skin, soft curves, and a rather pronounced bust.

As she looked over the erection presented to her, she hesitated. Was he expecting her to do something? She bit her lip for a moment, then slowly leaned up, and wrapped her hand around his shaft, stroking his member slowly before leaning up and licking the tip of it, then taking it between her lips and into her mouth.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He felt his lust completely overtake him, his body resonated like heavy bass, his moans of pleasure felt rather then heard as he leaned forward, inadvertantly shoving his demonhood deeper into her mouth, he pressed his hands into her ample bust, really taking in the feel of them before one hand would reach out and massage her clit.

He was relishing the moment, he loved how her body became warm with desire. He could almost anticipate the moment when she would break a sweat. By accident she had found what she craved, power, and in doing so she became his own princess of damnation. liassons to the mortal world such as her were rare, and a prize find when aquired. Young, virgin, innocent, loyal, and most importantly malleable. She was his now.

 

[Karo]

She nearly choked on him as she felt him push deeper into her mouth. She hesitated slightly, the sort of pause that came with inexperience, before running her tongue over the length of his shaft, unable to take much more of his length without gagging.

Though muffled by him, she let out a bit of a moan as he reached down, his hands rough against her smooth skin. At the first touch to her clit, her legs parted just slightly, enough to allow him access to her, already warm and wet with desire. Every nerve in her body felt like it was on fire, each touch somehow more intense than anything she had felt before.

Somehow, this fearsome creature in front of her was strangely arousing, whether it was an after effect of her new power, the smell of smoke in the air, or something else entirely, she couldn't say, but she offered little resistance to him as his hands roved over her body.

 

[Deadshotblow]

He kept the work up, beastlike growls of passion escaping his throat as he took a hand from her chest and held it underneath her chin as he pumped himself in and out of her mouth, essentially fucking it. There was just enough force there to cause her mounds to jiggle, and it only aroused him further when he would look down and witness the depravity of what he was doing to her. Not one to use his powers to aid him in these situations, the extent of it went to pull a unlit candle to him, floating through the air he snatched it with the hand that was massaging her nether regions. He spit on it and shoved the thicker end inside her, a new idea hitting him, he pulled himself out of her and walked to the end of the table by her feet, he only stood there staring at her, whatever was going through his mind was unsettling, his eyes resting on the wet candle that rest halfway inside her. He admired her form once more, taking a clawed hand and trailing it along her inner thigh.

 

[Karo]

As soon as the candle was pushed inside of her, she let out a whimper, then a quiet moan, feeling it slide inside of her body. She shivered, her back arching up just slightly as her breath came in a quiet gasp.

She licked her lips as he pulled out of her mouth, panting just slightly. She didn't dare try to remove the candle from her body, though the foreign object inside of her felt odd, to say the least. She could feel it shifting with every little move she made.

Her eyes never left the demon, the fearsome creature that stood in front of her. She drew back just slightly, but with the wall behind her, couldn't go very far. Her grip on the edge of the table returned, and the only movement she made was parting her legs slightly further as she felt the light scratch of claws against her thigh.