Page 15 of A Beginner's Guide to Demonic Possessions
“So beautiful. You’re so sexy and responsive, Trent. Let me hear you moan,” Paz whispered, and Trent couldn’t hold back a groan on hearing those words.
Paz’s hand jerked his cock, rubbing and twisting lightly as he reached the head, the movement getting faster and faster. His fingers picked up speed as well, rubbing against Trent’s insides and sending shivers through his body every time they punched into his prostate. Suddenly Trent’s orgasm blasted through him, the pleasure so intense he would’ve sworn he actually saw flashes.
Paz’s hand loosened on his cock as he began coming, but those fingers stayed inside and began pressing and massaginghis prostate, and Trent yelled out again as he somehow felt the pleasure increase, his orgasm extending.
Oh god, oh god. Paz. Fuck, Paz,he whined out, watching his dick jerk as he shot come out.
“Mmmm, yes beautiful, let it all go,” Paz whispered.
Then his eyes closed, and he was lost in darkness as the sensations cascaded through him. And he couldfeelPaz, could feel his demon’s satisfaction and happiness. For a moment, just a split second, he imagined he saw Paz in the darkness behind his eyelids. He imagined his demon with olive-skin, dark hair, and dark eyes. He had horns and a tail gracing his sexy form, and a smirk on his face as he gazed longingly at Trent. Then the image was gone, and Trent felt himself fading into darkness as the pleasure of his orgasm faded away.
“You with me again, beautiful?”Paz asked.
Trent focused on the present moment—they were in the shower, rinsing off, although the bathtub water was still draining because it covered his feet, so he hadn’t checked out for that long, apparently.
Ugh, yeah. Sorry,Trent murmured. He felt embarrassed and vaguely shy. If thishadbeen a date this was where Trent would get all awkward and weird because he didn’t know what came next.
Paz just chuckled though. “I’m happy that I gave you such a good orgasm you took a tiny mental vacation. Just think, all that pleasure in return for doing some shopping for the apartment. Maybe if you can manage to not be an Eeyore tomorrow morning we’ll go shopping for some toys to really make things interesting.”
Trent just about felt his brain break at that.Shopping… toys… and Eeyore?he muttered.
“You definitely remind me of Eeyore,” Paz laughed. “All grumpy and muttering in the morning. But don’t worry, he’s one of my favorite characters.”
Paz shut off the water, stepping out of the shower to grab a towel and dry off. Trent finally got his brain back online enough to answer.
I don’t know if I should be more concerned about the idea of toy shopping or you having a favorite cartoon character,Trent responded.
“Well of course I have a favorite character. You know, I worked at the happiest place on earth for one of my possessions, although that guy was definitelynotlike the prince he dressed up as for the parks…” Paz started, and then he was off telling a story about one of his possessions.
Trent listened and couldn’t help laughing at the ridiculous story, and somehow he forgot all about being nervous, although he didn’t quite forget about the whole idea of toy shopping. He assumed Paz meant sex toys, although he sure wasn’t asking. He supposed he would find out. He was, after all, along for the ride.
Paz dried them off, got into boxers and a t-shirt, and climbed into bed, still regaling Trent with funny stories of people he’d possessed. Trent shared a funny story or two about his coworkers, and they chatted until Trent knew it had to be pretty damn late.
When there was a lull in the conversation, Paz murmured, “I’m really glad you traced that sigil, Trent.”
Me too, Paz. Me too,Trent whispered, and then their eyes shut, and Trent drifted off to sleep thinking how much he was looking forward to tomorrow for the first time in a long time.
Chapter
Ten
COFFEE IS LIFE
Trent felt his eyes spring open and his body pop up in bed. Fuck, not again. At least this time the curtains weren’t open and he wasn’t blinded by sunlight. Trent might’ve managed to mumble something unintelligible, but he wasn’t even sure.
“Good morning, Eeyore!” Paz chirped, making his way into the living room to sit on the couch.
It was too early to kill someone, right? Plus, since Paz was inhabiting his body, he supposed killing Paz would kill him, so that was not a good idea.
“Don’t worry—no shades open yet!” Paz joked, and his demon was way too fucking perky for this early.
They sat in the dark, and Trent let himself start to wake up, but he was also watching the clock. He wondered if Paz could make it even five minutes without talking.
His demon made it four minutes.
“So… do we go start getting ready?” Paz asked, and his voice was still too fucking perky.
Ungh, Trent grunted.
