Page 42 of Halluci-Dating A Demon
“Try me,” he says, amusement laced in his voice.
“Washing rocks?” His voice raises.
“Yeah, rocks. I collect them, and other random things from the ground and trees. I like to compare both worlds and see a little bit of both mixed around me.”
“That doesn’t sound silly at all. I used to paint clay and wooden fish. I made lures as a hobby and as gifts for others.”
“Used to?” I lift myself up on my elbows.
“Yeah . . .” He trails off, and he doesn’t have to say any more for me to know a sore spot was hit. Knowing it would sting a little to bring up, he still gave me a little of his old self anyway.
“Do you still have some of them?”
“I do. Most. A mixture of mine and Adam’s.”
My heart squeezes. “Can I see them sometime?”
“Yes, but I’d like to be fully alert when you do, and not because I don’t want you touching them without me or anything, but because it gives you another reason to come over during work hours.”
“I don’t think you’re supposed to give yourself away like that,” I mock.
“You would have gotten it from my mind if I didn’t.”
“Your words are keeping me here too much for me to wander around in there.”
“Ah.” I hear him shuffle around. “So the key is to keep talking.”
“Depends on what you say.” I lay my head back down on the pillow, moving my fingers in circles around my belly button.
“What if I ask you for that picture again? I bet sending it will get you here sooner.”
A smile cracks my face. “Let’s find out.”
Lowering the sheet, I snap a picture of my tail wrapped around my swollen head while my fingers slide down the top of my length.
“Mmm. Send me another.” His breaths turn into pants.
Spreading my legs, I lower the phone and lift my cock with my tail to capture my taint and balls. The only response I get from him is more heavy breathing. I send a short video next of me playing with my nipples while fucking into the tight fold of my tail.
“Fuck. My pretty little demon.” He cries out, sounds shaking as he curses under his breath, and I begin to transport over.
Elijah is sitting still against his headboard with his cock deflated and hands resting on his thighs. I clean him up with a washcloth and sit beside him, holding his hand. “Ready for those bad jokes now?”
Hit with silence, I continue. “What is the best way to get rid of a demon?”
More silence.
“Exorcise a lot!” I shoot him a grin and he just watches me.
I tell him a few more, and some must be hitting his funny bone because I stay here for a while, relaxing beside him, and I let sleep take me when my eyes get too heavy.
Seventeen
Elias
My mom hugs me awkwardly at the door, pulling me inside, and when my gaze meets my dad’s, his face brightens.
“Elias. My long-lost son.” He throws his arms around me, squeezing me so tight I can’t get a word out.
