I didn’t see anybody.

“Hello?”

“Sorry, I’m in the restroom washing my face.”

The voice was deep, and it had a nice tone to it.

“My boss informs me that you are trying to buy me away?”

“Yes, that would be correct,” he said, “I saw how you reacted earlier to that girl’s words.”

“Well, it only makes sense. Why would you want anything to do with a whore?” I stated, “I’m sorry, but I can’t go with you.”

He stepped out of the bathroom with a small towel in his hand.

“And just why not?”

My jaw dropped.

“What is it?”

“You’re the guy?”

“Yes, I’m the one who wants to buy you.”

“That’s not what I meant”

“Then?”

“It’s just,” my gaze dropped to the ground.

He seemed to be getting irritated with me.

“I’m sorry, I won't say another word.”

“No, that’s not…” he rubbed his head, “I want you to talk.”

I looked up at him, “What do you want me to say?”

“Say what you were going to say, say what you want.”

“You’re kind. Did you know that?”

“How do you mean?”

“It’s just….” I paused, “When she was saying those things, you didn’t seem disgusted with me.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re stunning too. I’m sure every girl here will be disappointed that you want me.”

“Well, I’m not disappointed,” he stated, “I just want to take you away from all this, and I know for a fact that those brands can come off. If you want to be with me, then you can be mine forever, just as high as you’re meant to be.”

My heart was racing.

“W-Why would want to be with me?”

“Does there need to be a specific reason?” He asked, “There can’t be many?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted.

“I was talking to Mr. Nekoda along with my boss, and he was talking a lot about you,” he said, “And about that guy the other day.”

He shifted so I couldn’t see his expression clearly, “He tried to kill you, and you’re too good of a person, and I just, I don’t know, but please don’t believe its because I want your body because I want so much more than that.”

He turned to face me.

“Are you sure you’d be able to kiss me without regret or disgust?”

He looked surprised, “Can I really kiss you?”

I raised an eyebrow at him, “Of course you can. Why wouldn’t I want you to?”

He shrugged, “It just seems like you don’t like me.”

“That’s not true, I think you’re gorgeous, and my first thought was w….” I cut myself off before I said something I might regret.

“What did you think?” he took two steps closer to me.

My face was red. My body was getting hot with him this close to me. “It’s just, I wanted to know what the rest of you looked like, and….”

“And?” his face was so close to mine now his breath was warm, and I just wanted him to connect with me.

“It’s embarrassing.”

“Come on,” he whispered, “You can say it.”

I shut my eyes as tight as possible, “I wanted to know how powerful you were,” I mumbled.

“So, the moment you saw me, you thought about sex?”

He sounded a little disappointed.

“No,” I gasped, “I thought how out of place you were, and shy, it seemed like you were trying to pretend you weren’t even there.”

He smiled, “I’m glad it wasn’t just sex.”

“What did you first think when you saw me?”

“Well, at first, I felt bad because of the girl talking to you, then I noticed how you didn’t strike her.” He said, “Even after the horrible things she said about you.”

Was that all?

I frowned.

“But what I can’t get out of my mind is the red of your cheeks, embarrassed or otherwise,” he leaned in to say it quietly, “And how it brought out the orange of your eyes.”

I made a face, “My eyes don’t scare you?”

He shook his head, “Now can I kiss you?”

I hesitated before nodding.

“Fair warning, I might not just stop there.”

I shrugged, “Is it bad that I don’t mind?”

He smiled at me and pulled me closer.

I was frozen. It wasn’t like he was paying to have sex. He was buying me until… I don’t even know.

“How long do you think you’ll keep me?” I asked.

“Well, since you asked, I’ll give you a rough estimate,” he hummed, “Until I’m old and grey.”

I frowned. I don’t think I can ever be old and grey. My heart hurt just thinking about it.

“What’s that face for?”

“I’m not human, and I don’t even know your name.”

He made a face, “I thought as much, and you don’t have to worry because neither am I.”

He lightly pressed his lips to mine softly.

At first, I felt warmth, then cold as he pulled back.

“Clate, that’s my name.”

He pulled me to him.

My heart increased tenfold.

He wasn’t human, so what exactly was he?

Does he really want me until he’s old and grey? I wonder how long that will be.

His tongue ran lightly over my lips before he pulled away.

He didn’t even really kiss me, and I was already gasping or oxygen.

“Do you have any fetishes I should be aware of?” he licked my ear.

My body jolted before I shook my head.

“Well, would you mind if I did?” he nipped at my chin.

“What kind of fetish?” I stared at his lips, hoping they’d come back to claim mine.

He just smiled, “I don’t reveal that until at least the 3^rd date.”

He pulled me to him by my hips.

“And another thing,” he said just before unbuttoning my pants, “I do bite.”

My pants felt tight, and I moaned as he bit my neck and sucked hard.

“I want you to be rough,” he growled into my neck.

“R-rough?” I stuttered.

“Tell me something you want,” he moaned.

My mind went blank. I couldn’t believe this. Clate is so… so… I couldn’t describe the feeling he had on me. I wanted him inside me, and I wanted it now.

“Be mean,” he licked the side of my face.

“M-mean?”

“Mmhmm,” he hummed.

My eyes wandered for a minute before forcing him away.

He had this smirk. He was acting differently… like he was a demon… one fucking horny demon at that.

“I want your clothes off,” I growled at him, “I want you now.”

His eyes widened, and he didn’t move.

“C-Clate?”

His expression softened before he started to undo his shirt and drop it to the floor.

“Do you want me completely naked?” there was a red flash in his eyes.

“I want to see everything,” I stared.

He unbuckled his belt slowly, not once breaking eye contact with me.

“Can I speak clearly, Master?”

He stopped, and the look on his face changed, “What?”

“I asked to speak freely, Master.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“But that is what you’re trying to do, is it not? You are going to buy me, making you my only Master.”

“Please don’t,” he held his hand over my mouth, “Please.”

He wasn’t rough. In fact, his hand barely touched my lips.

I was about to say something but refrained. I hated that I was the cause of that expression on his face. It seems so pained.

“I apologize for my ignorance. I won't let it happen again,” I stared at the floor.

“Ralst, one more thing,” he said after about 5 minutes of silence.

“Yes?”

“Don’t treat me like a customer. Treat me like your lover.”

I forced my gaze up to look at him.

“No one swears their allegiance to the other by force. I will be everything you need if you do the same for me,” he placed his hand on my cheek, “I want you to be free.”

“Free?” I asked, “This life is all I’ve ever known. I’m sorry if I don’t know how to be a proper lover.”

My chest was getting tight, and the tears were building up.

“Then I’ll teach you,” he placed a soft kiss on my forehead.

“I know this might sound strange coming from a whore,” I stared at the window, “But can we… I mean…” I sighed, “With me, uh.”

He smirked, “You spoke so well and straight forward earlier.”

“Please don’t make ridicule of me,” I awkwardly pulled at my ear.

“Then what were you going to say?” he knelt down in front of me, like a puppy waiting for its Master to pet him.

I couldn’t help myself from placing my hand on his head, “Didn’t I say earlier that I wanted to know what you felt like?”

He brought my hand to cup his cheek, “That, and how powerful I was.”

I blushed like mad.

“I wouldn’t forget something so torturous.”

“I apologize again,” I hung my head.

“Will you stop? It is upsetting me seeing how easy you’ll submit to my play.”

“Can I ask what you are?”

He stared blankly as if confused, “Oh, that.”

He scratched his head a little nervously.

“I’m a Demon, aren’t you one too?”

“I kinda figured as much.”

“So you’re not going to tell me?”

“You said you didn’t like me submitting so easily to your play. Maybe you’ll have to force it out of me.”

He smirked, “That can be arranged.”

I pulled him closer by the waist of his pants, “I’d prefer it in.”

That was the first time I’d seen him blush.

“I’d like that too.”

I dropped my pants to my ankles, “So what are you waiting for?”

He didn’t hesitate to remove the remainder of his clothes quickly.

“Are you ready for me” he eyed me, then stopped at my thighs.

I already knew what he was staring at. The massive bruising was hard to ignore.

“That man really did hurt you, didn’t he?”

I avoided his gaze but nodded.

“Do you know where he is now?”

“Why does it matter?” I felt the anger building up.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

I only stared back at him.

“I’m going to kill him.”

He was on his knees again, holding my legs, licking the marks where the bolt hit my skin directly.

I flinched in pain, but I didn’t mind him touching me. I wanted him to feel me.

“Please, Clate, I want you now,” I groaned.

“Where do you want me?”

I put my hands to the wall and backed my ass up and used my left hand to spread my cheeks apart, “Right here.”

I felt the tip of him at my entrance, “Not what I meant”

I turned to look back at him, “What did you mean then?”

“Bed, floor, wall, counter, something like that.”

“I’ve never gotten the option to choose before,” I was feeling nervous now.

“Where does it feel better?” he ran his hand roughly up my back.

“I just want you. I don’t care where,” I whimpered.

His cock was large. I wanted him to hurry up and bury it in me.

“Well, I want you to choose, for comfort and for pleasure.”

I gasped. My body felt like it was on fire.

I wanted his extinguisher to put me out.

“Where does it feel better? That’s all I’m asking.”

“Bed?”

“Bed it is,” he pulled me roughly to the bed and crawled over me.

I backed up until I reached the pillows, spreading my legs as he slowly came up to meet me.

“Mmm, look at this,” he brought his lips down to my thighs and sucked on my skin.

“Clate,” I whimpered, “Please.”

He bit softly as he drew closer to the epicenter of my pain. He stopped right before he got there. I couldn’t breathe.

I wanted him now.

This is the most I’ve ever desired another body. Well, since my first few times… I wanted nothing to do with the people. I was drugged constantly. This is the first time I truly yearned for human contact.

I felt him slip a finger in, causing me to arch my back.

“M-more,” I pleaded.

He slipped another finger in, pushing it in and pulling it out slowly, making me lift every part of myself off the bed but my elbows and feet.

“Eager, are we?”

He pulled his fingers out, and I rested myself back down. My heart was about to burst from my chest with just his fingers.

“Mm, Ralst,” he got in position at my entrance.

“Oh god, Clate, hurry, please god hurry,” I begged.

He groaned as he stared down, but he placed his hands behind my knees, forcing them up until they almost reached my face.

“What are you…Ah!” I moaned loudly at the tongue rimming me.

He forced his tongue in. My body felt like it was about to explode.

He gave it one last lick and pulled my legs back down before gripping himself.

“Hurry,” I moaned louder. My body was aching.

“As you wish, Master,” he pushed himself in all the way to the hilt.

“D-don’t ahh,” my muscles contracted.

“Don’t what?” he smirked down, thrusting slow but deep.

“Don’t, don’t call me,” I moaned, “Master.”

“But I want to live for you,” he came down to bite my shoulder and lick my nipples.

“Why would you want to?” I gasped at him biting my breast.

“I know how it feels to be a slave, but I haven’t wanted to be one until now.”

“Don’t say such ignorant things,” I growled.

“I’ll slave for your love,” he groaned, “Only for you.”

He gripped my erection and tugged so slow it drove me mad.

“Faster,” I whimpered.

He knew just what I meant because his hand went faster.

“Harder,” I whimpered again.

He drove his hips back far enough that his cock almost slipped out, but he drilled it in harder and deeper.

“Shit,” my eyes widened.

“You alright?” he slowed down.

“Don’t stop. I’m about to cum,” my head rolled back.

“Good,” he took a deep breath and forced himself deeper, “I didn’t want to cum too soon before you.”

“You might cum after,” I screamed from the release.

He pushed himself as deep as he could manage. I felt his liquid inside me.

“How was that?” he pulled himself out slowly.

“I screamed, didn’t I?”

“Uh,” his face went red, “Yeah, you did.”

There were a few minutes of silence. It's been eating at me. Why me, of all people, he was beautiful, kind, and god, he was sexy. Let’s not forget to mention, well endowed or blessed by the gods?

“How am I supposed to know you won’t just leave me one day?” I mumbled helplessly.

He stared at me before answering, “Because I know how it feels to be abandoned.”

“I’m sorry,” I said.

I felt a little angry at whoever thought to abandon such a beautiful man.

“Don’t be.” He said, “As long as I have you, I’ll be alright.”

“But why me? You could have anyone you wanted.”

“You are the one I want. I’m pretty satisfied with my choice.”

My heart was practically flipping in my chest hearing him say such words.

“But I still don’t get it. You chose a whore when you could have a saint.”

“You have more experience than a saint. Why would I want someone who preaches of pain when I could be with someone who was an essence of pain, knowing its true hurt, so I can mend you.”

He kissed me lightly.

“I can never be normal. I’ll always have to hide behind you.”

“That’s not true. I can wash away whatever mark this world has left on you.”

“How can you do that?” I doubting his every word.

“Because,” he said, “I could not free me of my own, I can free you of yours.”

He put his hands gently around my wrists.

“You better keep your hands open at all times because I refuse to let you fall behind me,” he said, “And I won't allow myself to fall behind as long as I can come to you.”

The pain in my chest was increasing.

“Have you ever been in love?” I asked, not really wanting to hear if he had. I’m not sure I could bear him saying he loved someone else.

“Yeah,” he nodded.

My heart sank.

“I think I am now,” he smiled at me, “Be mine for eternity?”

I crashed my lips to his hungrily and pulled away to stare at him.

“Would that be a yes?”

I smiled, tears coming out, “Yes, yes, you idiot!”