A semi-successful summoning (original draft)

This is the original, longer (and not really micro) version of the semi-successful summoning microfiction I released earlier this week. It's a little sweeter, though, the danger of playing with a demon is still there.

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Finally, they stood before you. Though it was hard to make out the exact form through the smoke that had come with them, the horns, the cloven hoof-steps, you knew it had worked. The summoning was a success. At least, it was. Until they spoke.

“Shit. Really? Now?”

You were taken aback by the voice. The smoke cleared further, and you could see them, nearly as you had imagined. Menacing horns, a face of pure, sinful perfection. Their crimson hooves and skin were exactly as described.

Nearly as you had imagined. You expected them to be wearing leather. Or something else. Maybe a suit. What you hadn’t imagined was them wearing a dressing gown, holding a towel in one hand, with their hair wet.

They held up a hand as you opened your mouth. “Look. I know. I know. I’m sure someone else was meant to cover my shift tonight. Can-Oh, wait. Damn it’s tonight? I was meant to be on. Fuck. Okay, okay, okay. Can I cut you a deal?”

You nodded, not daring to speak.

“Good. Okay, so… If you send me back now, give me ten minutes, and then summon me back, I’m assigned to you for the evening, so no one else is going to get me. Do that, and I’ll be all yours for the evening, and so it won’t cost you…” They waved a hand.

The summoning reagents you had used seemed to reappear. You didn’t check. “There. Does that sound good? I’ll even be sure to be extra nice once I’m back. As a thank you for being a patient mortal.” Again, you nodded, not quite sure what was happening.

With a flash of red light, they were gone. You breathed a sigh of relief. That was… Not what you were expecting.

The ten minutes dragged by, slowly. Even as you had seen them, not ready for you, their memory was hauntingly beautiful.

Cute, in a way. How apologetic they had been. Were you sure you had summoned a demon?

When, finally, you were ready and time was up, you went back to you circle, still too stunned and excited to check it again, and repeated your ritual. Nothing seemed to happen. You waited, holding your breath. Nothing.

You exhaled. Somewhat frustrated.  That’s what you get for trusting a- You felt something at the back of your neck. Sharp. Causing your hair to stand on end. Your nerves were tingling with excitement and… Arousal? That was dangerous. You didn’t dare move

“Oh mortal… Did you not check your circle after I left? Tut tut… Bad human. Silly human.” They walked around from behind you, coming into your field of vision. Their outfit was stunning, Leather that clung to their gorgeous body, and their nails had grown.

Sharp. Vicious. Like they could rend flesh. One nail was still to your neck. It moved, their hand grabbing you chin. “Or maybe… Maybe you wanted to be nice to me. I was obviously so flustered.” Their voice, moments ago was cold and cruel. Now it was sweet and kind again, saccharine almost. “I mean, you did summon me back again after my fuck up earlier… Or was that an act?” They pulled your face to theirs, as they towered over you, their voice cold again. “To make you underestimate me?”

“Did no one ever tell you not to trust a demon? We can be ever so tricky.” They pushed you away, and you fell into a chair that you could swear hadn’t been there before, all the energy draining out of your legs, your arms. Your whole body suddenly limp. Bindings secured themselves to your arms, and legs. Even if you had the energy to move, you couldn’t.

They climbed onto your lap, kissing your neck, making you moan as pleasure burst through your mind and limp body. They held your face to look directly into their eyes. Instantly your mind was melting. Falling apart. All rational thought was gone.

In its place came pleasure. Waves and waves that crashed over you. You could feel your mind coming undone, as your limp body had no way to react to the approaching orgasm that quickly crested your body, and broke your mind.

The pleasure as exquisite. Wonderful, you hoped it would never end, but, sadly, it did. You were sitting in the chair still, your mind slowly reassembled itself. Your energy returned. A cough to your left made you jump. The demon was leaning against your desk.

“Are you okay, human? Sorry for the suddenness. From my earlier mind read, I only got a basic fantasy. Something about being taken, by surprised, by someone who would control you.” You looked at them, puzzled. Their voice became cold again. “Oh, would you rather I treated you like the worthless mortal that you are? Or would you rather I save that for later?”

You were still stunned. “N-no. No, what? I thought you were going to take my soul.”

They laughed, deep and husky. “Oh honey… I haven’t decided on that. Though, you were very nice, letting me go back and sign in and all…”

You weren’t fully processing what they were saying. The slight danger that they’d decide to take you, then and there, was making your mind dance between fear and arousal.

“But, hey. Look. How about this? Be a good mortal, do what I say… And maybe, I won’t take your soul tonight. Maybe, you can summon me again. And again. And maybe I won’t take your soul on those nights. If you continue to be good.” They were closer. Eyes boring into yours. Your mind was unwinding again. “How does that sound, human? Would you like that? For me to come along and make you my pet whenever I wanted? Whenever I desired to play with you?” You gulped and nodded. Yes. Yes, you would.

They stood back up and smiled. “Well. The first night of many then.” They stepped back into the circle. You desperately thought, searched looking for something to say. You wanted more. They had stopped. Looking back at you. The dim light of the room was reflecting off one of their horns.

“Oh… Mortal. You do look so tasty, sitting there, mind begging for more.” They slowly, gently, came back to you. “But, I’m afraid to say that I’d rather you recover yourself for our next meeting. How about tomorrow night?”

You tried to think. You thought that there was something you were meant to be doing tomorrow night but… Somehow that didn’t seem to matter anymore. You nodded, smiling.

“Good toy. Well. I’ll leave you with this.” They leant forwards, lips meeting yours, and, as the pleasure sparked throughout your brain, they were gone, their taste lingering on your lips, their soft laughter in your mind. You were looking forward to tomorrow night.