Page 56 of Demon's Desire

“Hm?” He sighed in his sleep, shifting his hips so that his cock was grinding against me for a split second.

“Soul!” I said a bit louder. “I need to get up!”

“Oh.” He slowly blinked awake and looked down at me. He was clearly unfazed by how close we were. “Good morning.”

“Morning… Can I get up?” I blushed.

He chuckled and released me from his grasp. “Sure. Want me to make you some coffee?”

“I can make it,” I said as I got up quickly. “You can keep resting if you want.”

He shrugged and stretched his arms, sitting up and pulling the blanket off of himself. “I don’t really need sleep at all. I’m good.”

When he moved the blanket, I could see that the usual bulge in his pants was even larger than normal. I quickly looked away and nodded. “All right! I’m, uh, going to go make coffee.”

He joined me a few minutes later. His morning wood was down to a more normal size—normal for , anyway. He didn’t seem to notice that it had been up against me, and I certainly wasn’t going to be the one to mention it.

I made coffee for both of us so that he could try it. He was generally unimpressed by the taste, but he finished it anyway.

We hung out the rest of the norming. I put on normal clothes that were a bit more conservative than I usually wore, both because it was cold outside and because I was trying to overcompensate for how nearly naked I’d been last night. Other than that, we sat on the couch, and I showed him more episodes of Full House while I tweaked my resumé. I went ahead and made a bartender-focused resumé as well as a more professional one, just because you never knew what was going to come up.

Kelly got back at around two thirty, at which point we changed what was on TV to something more her speed. She and I liked a lot of the same stuff, of course, so it wasn’t a big deal.

At around three in the afternoon, I noticed that Soul, which I’d basically adopted as his new nickname over the course of the morning, now that he didn’t seem to mind it, wasn’t sitting very still. I mean, he didn’t sit very still in general, so that wasn’t surprising, but it was getting worse than usual. Normally, he could sit down for about half an hour, then he’d go stand against the window for half an hour, then sort of shift throughout the day—all of this I’m extrapolating from a single day’s worth of data—but at the moment, he was a lot more antsy. He’d walk from one side of the room and look at everything, then walk to the other side of the room and do the same. Sometimes, he even wandered into my room to look around, but he’d come back two minutes later.

“Are you okay?” Kelly asked him a while later, raising an eyebrow. “You’re making me nervous with all this pacing.”

“I’m fine.” He shrugged, moving to look out the window again. He put one of his claws against the glass and tapped it a couple of times, like he was seeing what noise he could get it to make.

“I think this is my fault.” I smiled apologetically. “We made a deal, and he agreed to behave. But I think he’s bored now.”

He nodded where he was, tapping his horns against the glass.

“Bored?” Kelly laughed. “There’s a whole world of movies and shows and the internet and shit.”

“It’s not that,” I explained. “He told me yesterday that demons basically need to cause trouble. Nothing bad, but knocking things over or scaring people. It’s how they get out their energy, sort of.”

“That’s weird,” she said.

“Three days ago, I didn’t believe demons existed,” I pointed out. “I’m willing to believe anything is normal at this point.”

“That’s fair,” she agreed. “So what? Do we take him to a park or something? Let him run around like a kid?”

“I can hear you, you know.” He chuckled, tapping his horns against the glass again. He’d gently touch the horn to the window, then a little harder, then a little harder until I was worried he was going to break it.

“Okay!” I said quickly. “Why don’t we find something to do? I mean, Kelly, we’ve been inside all weekend. And Halloween is this week.”

Kelly’s face suddenly lit up, and she grabbed my hand. “Do you wanna go out?”

“Sure.” I smiled. “There have got to be parties or something tonight, right?”

“There’s literally one ten minutes from here!” she said. “I was dying to go, but I figured you’d want to stay here because of Soul. It’s a costume party at a dance club! It looks so fun!”

“That sounds great.” I smiled at her, then looked over at Soul. “Do you think that would entertain you? I mean, nothing bad or dangerous. But, I dunno, you could poke people or whatever it is you do.”

His face lit up. “Really?”

“Sure.” I smiled. “No messing with the people who work there, because their job is already hard, but if it’s all harmless, I mean, you need to get out that chaotic energy somehow.”