"First things first. My name is Asmodeus. I am a demon of...can you guess?"
I stare at him for a while.
"Hm...greed?"
He shakes his head.
"Wrong! That's Mammon."
I shrug, way to high to keep guessing. He covers my eyes again.
"Maybe if I change forms it could help you."
When he pulls his hand back I immediately understand what he meant.
Ups! Tento obrázek porušuje naše pokyny k obsahu. Před publikováním ho, prosím, buď odstraň, nebo nahraď jiným.
"Oh."
Was all I could say.
"You see it now don't you?"
I nod, scanning over his entire body over and over again. Once more, I gulp down the drool in my mouth.
"Oh lord jesus you're so hot."
He nods.
"Lust. That's my form. What are your thoughts? Opinions? I'm open to any."
I feel my head start to spin.
"God damn, fuck me."
"If you insist."
I freak out as he pulls my waist closer to his, jumping away from him and holding out my beer can as a weapon. He chuckles, going back to Yato's form.
"Now, let me elaborate what will happen. I have many other forms than these three you've seen already. Every demon can shape shift into other forms, just not objects. Angels get both. Nasty fuckers. But anyways, before confirming a pact, you have to assure me, with one hundred percent, that you would like to follow through with this."
I nod without a second thought.
"Yes, I want to."
He smiles.
"I sense no doubt in your body."
I take a sip of my beer as he explains the details of what to do.
"I need to make a circle out of my blood on a flat surface. We need to stand in it together."
I point to the space by my door.
"Right there good enough?"
He nods, turning to me.
"Please turn around, I need to change forms.
I do what he says and wait to hear him do the same. I quietly turn back around and watch as he silently takes his shirt off, the nail of his pointer finger elongating to a sharp point. He cuts his skin, but strangely no blood comes out at all. He puts his shirt back on, and I violently turn back around, taking another swing of my beer.
"Alright, you're good now."
I turn back around, my face heating up as he drags his finger in a circle around the area I told him to make the pact. Blood begins to spill from his finger. That's where it all went?! He finishes the circle and I step in it with him. He looks at me and speaks in a very serious tone.
"Now all that's left to do, is kiss me."
K-K-K-WHAT?? I stare at him waiting for him to say sike, but it never happens. I smack myself in the face and get up on my tippy-toes, locking lips with him. Almost instantly, his hand wraps around my waist, and we begin making out. I can feel him breathing heavily along with me, his warm breath sending shivers down my spine. But hey, I'm not complaining...
