We all hear those stories about one night stands after being drunk at the club. Or meeting a new date after being stood up by your now ex-boyfriend. But has anyone ever heard a story about that one girl who had sex with a demon?
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My name is Natasha. To me it makes sense that Satan touched my bare body. My name spelt backwards is "Ah Satan". What else would you expect. We met at the bar. He told me his name was Andras. I should've known better. The name of a demon. He started flirting my buying me a drink. As I got more drunk, he looked hotter than hell. (AH- see what I did there)
--Time Skip because I'm fucking lazy--
All I can remember after my sixth drink is a pair of lips on mine... Then the rest of it was a blur.
-Morning 10 am-ish-
I woke up in a hotel room. I was too hungover to know why, so I just tried to sleep. But something didn't feel right... A bare leg touched my side. I don't have a boyfriend... Who's leg is this? I look up to see a man about my age. (let's go with 23) Damn he was fine. A muscular body, handsome face, and long-ish hair. It took me a moment to realize... I'M IN BED WITH A NAKED STRANGER!
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU!?" I screamed on the top of my lungs.
"A better question is, who are you?" he told me in a casual voice.
"Tell me your name. And I'll tell you mine." I said, trying to calm the fuck down.
"Andras. My name is Andras. Happy now?" He's saying to me.
"My name is Natasha." I said ready to get the fuck out.
"Oh. Your name is associated with demons too?" He said, confusing me.
"Too? What the fuck do you mean 'too'?"I said starting to freak out again.
"Yeah. My name is Andras. Name of a demon. Yours is Natasha. 'Ah Satan' backwards. We're meant to be!" He said.
"WHAT!?" I yelled louder than I should have.
"We could be demon buddies!" He said like a little school girl.
"No, no, no. I am never talking to you again!" I said alarmed.
"Why not? We did fuck last night." He said trying to convince me.
"Shit. I forgot about that part." I said remembering everything.
"When did we buy a hotel room?" I asked him.
"I think I bought it for us." He told me.
"No. Really?" I said sarcastically.
"Oh. She does have a sense of humour." He says jokingly.
"Oh shut up. Can I get dressed now?" I asked, almost pleading.
"We should fuck again." He said, preparing himself.
"HELL NO! (Haha get it?) ONE TIME FUCKING IS ENOUGH FOR ME!" I screamed.
"Fine. I'll let you go. But, I have one condition." He said to me.
"What do you want." I said wanting to punch him.
"Give me your phone." He said trying to piss me off.
"What?! No!" I said, back to my yelling ways.
"I want to put my phone number in your contacts so I can see you again." He said, now pissed off.
"No! I never want to see you again!" I said screaming.
"You know you do." He says with a wink.
"What time is it?" I say.
I looked at my phone. It was almost 11 o' clock. I have classes in less than an hour!
"I have to go!" I say starting to freak out once more.
"Oh. Does the little girl feel scared?" He says acting like an idiot.
"No you dumb fuck I have classes!" I say with a 'duh' tone in my voice.
"Fine. Be that way go." He said, giving up.
"Wait what? You're just going to let me leave?" I say in a questioning voice.
"Yeah. I won't fight it any longer." He said.
"Uh.... okay? I guess I'll go." I say, quite confused.
"Get some clothes on first. You don't want to fuck someone else, do you?" He says.
"What? No. Really?" I say with full on sarcasm.
I get dressed and I go to get my phone. I see Andras typing something on my phone. I take my phone and leave, I walk to the bar I was at to get my car. Luckily I had my purse with me so my car keys were safe and sound. I was driving home listening to Face Up by Lights, my favorite song, nothing happened until I got to my apartment building to get changed and shower for my classes. I look at my phone, seeing as I haven't checked it sense I got drunk. I open to check my text messages and see my contacts app is open, on a contact being made...
Andras (The demon you gave loving to)
952-873-666
(Not a real number I made it up. If it is real don't call it!)
That little shit! He added his number! I knew I should've put a lock on my cell phone! Ugh! I continue with my day, still thinking on Andras. Do I like him? No, I can't. But do I? I continue thinking about him while I shower, get dressed, do my hair/makeup, eat, drive in the silence, and through my classes. I just can't stop thinking of him.
-Time Skip because classes are a bore-
I decide to text him to pass the time. I have finished my one essay that's due tonight at 11:59 ,(it's a digital essay).
Natasha: Hey :)
Andras: I thought you didn't want to talk to me?
Natasha:I got bored. And I have nothing school related to do.
Andras: That's what they all say.
Natasha: You've slept with other girls when you've been drunk!?
Andras: Look at you. You got so jealous
Natasha: Ugh. Fine you got me. I'm jealous.
Andras: That's what I thought. Now be a good girl, even though you fucked me, and go to bed! You do have school tomorrow? Don't you?
Natasha: Fine, Father. I'll go to bed!
Andras: Good girl! Night hon!
Natasha: Don't you dare call me "hon". Bye!!
That little fucker!
So that was my first chapter finished! What do you think? Please comment what you think, leave a vote if you feel like it, and follow me if you want to know when I update again! I'll usually update Thursdays and Sundays! I hope you continue reading! I won't be updating too much around this time because I have school. Bai!
~Lights_Fan
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That Time I had Sex with a Demon
Non-FictionI woke up in a hotel room. I was too hungover to know why, so I just tried to sleep. But something didn't feel right... A bare leg touched my side. I don't have a boyfriend... Who's leg is this? I look up to see a man about my age. Damn he was fine...
