Black Sheep

Seduction of the Inferno

Her features are also sunken in, in a similar fashion to that of a frequent smoker or drug abusers. She hands out drinks to tables, smiling with that same, dazed look in her eyes. Looking around, all the humans and even some demons are wearing the same expressions on their faces, and they seem to be of a wide variety of shapes, sizes and ages. My brows scrunch, and I wonder if the cause is the music.

I get my answer when I gaze into the fully white eyes of the tall singer, a warm tingle running throughout my entire body. I become fixated on the blue, luminescent bumps sticking out of his skin along the bottoms of his large eyes, down the neck, spine and across his naked shoulders. From his forehead, near the hairline, is an antenna-like appendage with a glowing, white crystal sticking out of the end that sways with his motions. To me, he looks a lot like an angler fish. His glow was so attractive and mesmerizing, I was instantly put at ease. In that moment, I was sure my eyes had glazed over the same way as the other humans, becoming oblivious of the figure approaching me from the bar. I shake my head and come to my senses when they get closer and anxiously gaze up at the attractive man in front of me.

'Is he human?' I wonder, gazing into kind, brown eyes as the figure smiles widely at me. He is fairly muscular with a built chest and defined abs that can be seen due to his lack of shirt. What I could also see are the many tattoos decorating his strong arms and a portion of his chest, accentuating his body nicely. The man's wet hair is swept to the side, but the the raven locks cover none of his handsome features.

'Why does he look familiar?' I narrow my eyes in thought, brows scrunched as I try to figure out where I've seen his face before. He laughs at the expression, bringing my attention back to the situation.

"Hello. Can't say I've seen you around here before. What are you doing standing by the stairs all alone, hmm?" he questions, circling me as he scans my body, which makes me a little nervous. He stops in front of me and takes my hand, raising it to his lips for a soft and tender kiss, much like Phil would. What really bothers me, though, is how cold his hand is. It's much too cold for a human.

'Demon.'

"Care for a dance, little lamb?" My breath catches in my throat, eliciting a giggle out of the man. "Aw, don't be shy. It's fun. I promise not to step on your toes," he says lightheartedly while squeezing my hand in reassurance. I pull it away from him and back up onto the first step, surprising him.

'I shouldn't be here. I have to go.'

"What's wrong?" He asks, almost sounding hurt as he faintly frowns. The response made me freeze up in surprise as he steps closer. He touches my cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. "You don't have to be scared. Everyone is welcome here." His fingers travel along my jaw. The action relaxes me, though I'm sure the music had something to do with it as well. He, then, takes both my hands in his and brings me over to the dance floor, but this time, I didn't pull away. I don't know why I didn't fight back. I should go. I need to find Phil.

"You must be new," he assumes, chuckling deeply, "and possibly lost if you ended up here, my lost lamb." With a cold finger, he draws a line down my back, instinctively making me flinch and bump against his chest. Blushing hard, I attempt to put space between us only for a hand to keep me still as the stranger bears an amused grin. "But, if you give it a chance, you may find yourself here more often." I lift my head off him and see his confident smile as we find our place in the crowd.

"You know, you have such a nice body. Why hide it under all these clothes?" My eyes widen as he tugs at the knotted sleeves of the sweatshirt tied around my waist, sending it falling to the floor. I clear my throat and try to calm the heat rushing to my cheeks as I push at his chest, fearing this guy might try something on me. While he seems nice, I don't know him. It could very well be an act, and besides, I'm with Phil. This feels very wrong.