Page 11 of Controller's Obsession

To the demon lords, never utter that word again.

It’s true, though you are.

Fuck all the way off back to hell, okay!

Don’t be silly. So where are we taking him on our first-ever date? Movies? A restaurant? A museum? Oh, I know, what about a petting zoo?

Merihem rolled his eyes at the ceiling, inhaling the second piece of pizza.I’ve no damn clue.

But the first hurdle was asking the little goat to go out with him. How the hell did he do that?

Chapter Six

Peni

The pizza was gone from the kitchen counter the next morning. It was the weekend, a Saturday, but the demon still left the house just before eight in the morning, much like Dakata used to do. Actually, Dakata was rarely at the house all weekend, but Penicouldn’t guarantee this other demon would do the same. Peni tried to resist, but curiosity had bitten him on the ass, and after going through his normal morning routine, he’d crept up into the house to check and see.

He liked it.His goat was hopping around on all four legs in Peni’s head.He liked it. He took our food and ate it.

He could’ve just thrown it out.Peni went over to the trash, but all that was there was the empty box.All right. He ate it. But he’s a demon. He’d probably eat anything.

You should’ve got meat on it. I mean, we did the cheese thing, but maybe next time…

Peni slapped the middle of his forehead. “Just stop,” he said out loud. “We’re not cooking for him. We don’t need to buy food for him. The demon has more money than we’ll ever see in our lives. One nice gesture, because you wouldn’t let me eat my slices in peace. One gesture where I left himthree of my four slicesof pizza—pizza we could’ve been having for lunch and dinner today, and now I have to make do with a sandwich. By the horned ones, you will have me shifted and nibbling on the bushes in the garden at this rate when we’re feeding a demon who can afford to buy any food he wants.”

There was a moment’s silence in his head. Peni went into the laundry and grabbed his cleaning rags and the bathroom spray. He really hadn’t given that shower in the master bathroom a decent going over the day before. He was almost at the top of the stairs when his goat said,So… what sort of garden plants are wetalking about here? I mean, the demon doesn’t have anything juicy, like blackberries in their garden, and the sunflowers are out of season this time of year. I suppose I could make do with some of the foliage I’ve seen, but the pickings are slim. But you could take me out to…

Are you serious?Peni couldn’t believe what he was hearing.You’d rather give the demon all our food and have me live on grass and weeds?

Not grass.Peni could literally see his goat shaking his head.We don’t eat grass. Only goats who can’t find anything else will eat that stuff, and our demon’s grass is covered in all sorts of chemicals. Ugh. You need to tell him to stop doing that sort of shit.

Huffing out long breaths, Peni made his way through the bedroom quickly. His goat was getting distracted again, making noises about their mate’s scent, and Peni didn’t need to hear it. Mates were special. Yes, he knew that. But his goat had become deluded if he thought they were giving up the small amount of food he could afford in a week, just because his goat wanted him on his knees serving snacks to a demon.

You know you want to.

No, I don’t. Oh, my gods. Look at this mess!Peni pointed at the state of the bathroom.He’s had a darn party in here. How else could he get water all up the walls, all over the mirror… look at that glass shower door! There’re watermarks everywhere.

Applying his cloth, Peni started rubbing—watermarks were so annoying, and if they were left to dry for long periods of time, they got even harder to remove. He kicked the towel that had been left on the floor to one side, rubbing at more marks as he silently cursed under his breath.

I know how he put those marks there.

“I don’t want to hear it,” Peni muttered, still rubbing madly.

I bet he caught a whiff of our wonderful scent when he came into the house, and he just had to strip off and plunge into a shower before coming out and stroking that loooooooong length, desperately panting for relief, water going everywhere as his cock jerks and spasms in his hand…

Will you shut up!Now Peni couldn’t get the picture of that out of his head.Honestly, you should come with a mute switch.

Hey,his goat protested.You were the one reading about all those sexy demons in that book you got from the library.

That was fiction. This is the real life where I have to spend time on my day off scrubbing watermarks off every surface because the demon couldn’t clean up after himself.Admittedly, Peni didn’t have anything else to do, but it was the principle of the thing.

Peni was scrubbing the last marks off the shower glass door when the goat spoke up again.So, about the menu for the demon’s dinner tonight…

We’re having sandwiches. One sandwich. Bread and butter and a smear of honey. That’s it.Peni could make his pizza last three meals if it didn’t have to be shared with a demon.Besides, there’s a good chance he won’t even come home tonight. Dakata rarely did on the weekend.

Sitting back on his heels, Peni studied the pristine glass with a sigh. That was the only issue with glass—it showed every droplet. But at least he could take comfort from the fact it could be clean all weekend if Dakata or that other demon didn’t come home.

Gathering up his things and the used towel, he slowly made his way to the top of the stairs when a sudden noise made him freeze.He can’t be home already. Oh, my goodness. Oh, my goodness.Taking care to run as lightly as possible, Peni dashed down the stairs, hurrying directly to the laundry.

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