Kellin's POV:
It burned. A lot. I held on tightly to Vic's hands as we fell. "You're ok." Vic's voice comforted me through the darkness. The next thing I knew, everything was silent. My eyes slowly opened and I found myself laying down on a bed. I slowly sat up and looked around, it was Vic's bedroom. "What?" I muttered to myself in confusion. Had I imagined that entire thing?
I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, feeling extremely groggy. I felt like I had been asleep for hours, yet at the same time, I felt eerily on edge. Something was different and I couldn't put my finger on it. My eyes wandered around the room looking for anything out of place to no avail. Everything was as per usual which somehow made me even more confused. I pushed the covers off of me and swung my legs over the edge of the bed before standing up and making my way over to the bathroom. I felt weak, as if I was hung over or sick. I felt fine the day before and only had one drink last night though, nothing was adding up. I shook my head as I undressed. I was a sweaty mess, I needed a shower.
I opted for a cold shower instead of my typical boiling one. It seemed much hotter in here than it normally did. As the cool water cascaded over me, I tried piecing together what I thought had happened the night before. Vic's creepy ass brother showed up and all hell broke loose. I had never seen Vic act so aggressive like that before. It didn't make sense to me how he was able to push his brother like that. And where did his brother go? He was on the floor, then he was across the street, and then he was just gone.
My mind raced looking for answers as I shut off the water, wrapping one of Vic's red towels around my waist. I went to get my toothbrush out of the medicine cabinet when I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror. I gasped and stumbled back a bit, my back hitting into the oddly warm wall behind me.
My eyes were black again, the same as they were a few months back after I hadn't seen Vic in a while. This time things were different though. My skin, which was normally pretty pale, had a shine to it, almost as if it was reflective. I looked down at my arms and torso, noticing the almost silver color, my hands shaking as I touched my skin.
"V-VIC" I screamed, stumbling out of the small bathroom. My head felt dizzy, I didn't know where I was going or what I was doing. "VIC PLEASE" I cried out, catching my balance against his dresser. I heard footsteps approaching and the door swing open. Vic ran over and supported my weak body, walking me towards his bed and sitting me down. He was still in his suit from the night before.
"Kellin are you ok?" Vic asked quickly, his hands cupping my cheeks, a concerned look on his face. "I don't know, I don't know. Look at me! What's happening?" I asked desperately, my voice cracking. Vic wrapped his arms around me and cradled me against his chest, comforting me. "It's alright. You're adjusting to being here, thats all. I don't think you were ready, but I had to bring you here." Vic spoke softly, but his words didn't make much sense.
"Bring me where? We're in your room." I asked, barely over a whisper. I was feeling so overwhelmed. "We're in my other room, sweetheart. My room at home. I made it look similar to my apartment so you would be more comfortable. I'm so sorry Kellin. I'm sorry I did this to you." Vic's voice shook as he spoke, he sounded so upset.
I slowly sat up so I was looking at him, my eyes meeting his. My mind went back to last night. A demon he said he was. I just couldn't process anything, the confusion almost making me feel numb. "So. What you were saying last night is true. You're a demon? You're from hell?" I asked, my breathing still heavy from panic. Vic just nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. My ears were ringing, this was all too much too fast.
"W-what's going to happen to me? Why do I look like this?" My voice shook as I spoke. It seemed as though I was going back and forth between panicking and accepting the chaos surrounding me. I didn't know what to think. I felt safe because Vic was with me, but I didn't know where I was, or what I was. It was such a strange feeling.
"Traveling here put a strain on your body and soul. When demons are experiencing strong emotion, fatigue, trauma, pleasure, basically anything out of the ordinary, their true form shows. This just happens to be yours. Each demon is unique, and you're still forming, but from what I see you're a lust demon. The same as me." Vic smiled softly, somewhat comforting me.
"Lust demon?" I whispered, mainly to myself. "Like the sin, lust. Each demon takes on after one of the seven deadly sins. It's pretty typical for a mate to take the same as their lover." Vic explained, kissing me on the forehead before standing up and walking over to his dresser. He must have noticed my change in demeanor. I was more curious now than scared. Having something so supernatural just happen nonchalantly really does catch your attention. Here I was, some weird demon-human-hybrid. Just sitting with my boyfriend.
"What do you look like? I mean, when you're in your demon form?" I didn't know how to describe it, but Vic seemed to get the idea. "It's hard for me to just take on the form but I can try." He explained while going through his dresser and taking out some clothes for me. I forgot I was just in a towel. He put the clothes on his bed and then took his jacket off, hanging it on the chair in the corner of the room. "A-are you sure you want to see? I don't want to scare you even more, you've seen a lot today." Vic asked, taking my hands in his.
I watched curiously as Vic closed his eyes, his arms stretched out slightly at his hips. His face scrunched up a bit in concentration; after a couple seconds he began to change. I was nervous to face the truth of who my boyfriend really was but at the same time I was so intrigued. My eyes darted from his feet to his face, waiting to see what changed next. The first thing I noticed was his hands. The color seemed to change and trail up his arms, starting at his fingertips. Like me, there was a silver tint, but it was a bit more blue.
He was struggling a bit to transition, I guess you really did need something to provoke the change. He looked down as he morphed into whatever it is he was, the silver/blue color working its way up his neck and face. His hands turned to fists and he let out a grunt as his shirt ripped and two dark blue wings shot out from his back. I took in a sharp breath. Never in my life did I think I would experience something so intense.
My eyes scanned the new being in front of me. I was having a hard time remembering that it was actually my boyfriend. The tan skin, bright eyes and brown hair that I was so used to was replaced completely. The blue/silver color completely covered his entire body. His hair seemed to have been slicked back almost, as if he had put gel in it. His eyes were black which I had seen before, but only for a couple seconds. I actually had time to look at them now and I noticed a slight golden tint to them.
I slowly circled him, taking in every change I noticed. He was actually beautiful. I guess I had never thought about it, but if you were a demon meant to tempt and convince people, you had to be approachable in some way. "Wow." I whispered under my breath. I stopped in front of him, noticing that he was still looking down.
"I know this isn't what you signed up for when you started seeing me. I'm sorry I dragged you into this." Vic muttered, his now dark eyes looking up to meet mine. The curiosity that I felt slightly faltered for a second, reminding me that this was a real thing that I had to face. "It's going to take some getting used to. But. I'm in love with you. I've felt a connection to you since the moment I saw you. I know I want to be with you. If this is all real. If you want me to rule a kingdom in hell with you. Then so be it. I'm yours." I smiled, hugging him tightly, being careful not to crush his wings. His wings.
He was hesitant, but he slowly leaned down to kiss me. My heartbeat quickened, as if it was the first time we had ever been intimate like this. It was different. The second our lips touched my senses heightened. Our lips moved slowly, but it all felt so intense. Vic's hand caressed my cheek, reminding me that it was still him in there. I smiled and deepened the kiss, my tongue sweeping across his lips and into his mouth.
Maybe it was where we were or what I was changing into, but I found myself ridiculously turned on. My hands began to trail down Vic's chest, fumbling with his belt. Vic laughed against my lips, breaking the kiss and taking my hands away from his belt. I frowned in confusion, not understanding why a lust demon didn't want to have sex with his boyfriend right now.
"Why not?" I asked, clearly sexually frustrated. Being down here made everything seem so much more intense. "Because we don't have time. You have to meet someone really important." Vic sighed, taking off his now ripped shirt. He was transitioning back into his normal self. "W-who am I meeting?" I asked nervous as to what an "important person" in hell implied. By the time he changed into a different suit, he was completely back to normal.
"My father." Vic said simply, adjusting his tie in the mirror. "I-I can't go meet your dad looking like this, Vic!" I stammered, motioning to my body. I was a half silver/half blue mess with a boner. Vic looked me up and down, nodding to himself. "I see." He said to himself. Without warning, he came over and picked me up and laid me out on the bed, climbing over me. I smiled, knowing I was getting what I wanted.
What I didn't expect was for it all to end so quickly. Vic's lips gently sucked on my neck as he stroked me. All of a sudden it was all too much and I was coming in his hand so intensely I was shaking. "Fuck! Vic holy s-shit" I choked out as I came, gripping his arm tightly. Vic's tongue trailed along my neck before he sat up a bit, smirking down at me as I laid there breathing heavily.
"That was insane." I muttered in awe. Vic chuckled, leaning down to kiss me again. I savored the feeling of his lips on mine. "Everything is pretty sensitive when you first get down here, you'll get used to it." He sat up again, looking down at me. His thumb sweeping across my bottom lip which he always seemed to do for some reason. "I have half the mind to tell my dad to fuck off and keep you here for myself." His eyes darkening as he looked at me before he sighed and stood up.
I laid there for a second before standing up too, looking at myself in the mirror. I was completely back to normal, as if nothing had ever happened. "You fixed it." I stated, examining my face in the mirror. "You just needed to relax and do what your nature tells you to do my little lust demon!" Vic cooed, coming over and kissing and biting at my neck making me laugh.
"Wait. What am I going to wear?" I asked. I had no clothes in hell with me. Vic stood there and thought for a second before he smiled. In the blink of an eye I was fully clothed. I gasped, the sudden change shocking me a bit. I was in a maroon suit with a black button up underneath. "How'd you do that?" I asked in awe, checking myself out in the mirror.
Vic came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. I watched him in the mirror, smiling at how cute he was. "Oh it's nothing. What I am excited for is the outfit I put on underneath." Vic smirked. I didn't understand what he meant until I felt the fabric underneath my clothes. I blushed, turning around and wrapping my arms around his neck.
"You're too much sometimes Vic." I laughed, leaning in to kiss him. He pecked my lips a few times before taking my hand. "We gotta go sweetheart." He said simply, leading me towards his bedroom door. My heartbeat quickened as I realized I had no idea what was outside of this bedroom or what was in store for me.
Well, off to meet the king of hell. If that was what he even was. I was so confused.