The Blood Pact(Mature)

[Chephros]

(Between me and the Designer.)

Chephros flapped his wings and ascended into another cloud. He was using the fluffy masses to hide himself as he looked for a rather safe place to be. Just a few hours ago he had landed near a village and shots rang out. He had a few moments to leave, and that was all he needed. Shaking his head at the thought, humans were simply too provocative. Descending again, he continued flying. His tail swished behind him slightly but kept straight for the most part.

Looking around for suitable terrain, it had been a little while since he last saw a town, so he circled back a bit. Flying lower, he saw a small black plain of land that was seemingly barren except for a few small black flowers. Death lillies were sprouting here, their seeds having been spread to the region oddly enough. This area was within the perimeter of the Blood Society base, but the full demon didn't know and rightly didn't care either. It seemed barren so he was going to land and rest.

Circling down, he swooshed up in a rather movie like fashion, skimming the ground then going vertical in a rapid arc. Then he stopped and fell down three feet, and his feet touched the ground again. His wings hurt a bit from extended use, which he was going to have to get used to, and he sat down. They folded up along his back but were still easily noticed. His tail swished, leaving small marks in the dirt. Looking at the black flowers, he wondered how they managed to grow in such a place as this. Nothing else was living here it seemed.

"Such interesting flowers in a barren place like this. Death lillies, the flowers of blood."

The black plants grew on blood and nothing more. They were interesting little plants that were magically created at first but spread like wildfire in areas of war. The seeds seemingly were able to detect places that would become violent so the sprouts of the were often seen near soon-to-be battlefields. Was this place once an area of war?

[The Designer]

"Indeed they are" Said a seductive voice from behind Chephros...

Walking from out of the shadow of a tree, a very beautiful and attractive woman walked toward Chephros, her bosom hanging liberally on the top of her lovely dress.

"It seems we have a young demon with us" She said elegantly, her body shifting so exotically toward Chephros. "I imagine the fires from he Village nearby are your doings?"

OoC: Brain Fart >.>

[Chephros]

Turning to see the lady, he regarded her with mock interest. He hadn't really been surprised that someone was here as since the flowers marked war zones, a victorious group had to be nearby. Looking back at the flowers then the lady, he smirked.

"If you could call them fires, then yes. I prefer to call them funeral pyres for those unworthy of the flames."

He bore the instinctive hatred of humans and like he kept reminding himself, the only reason he hadn't kill the little girl was because he knew that the young had some odd chance in them to do something for their future. Better to have a challenge later than none right now. At least, that was what he was telling himself.

"Now, who is this 'us' you were talking about?"

Not caring about the lady's proximity, he stood up straight(and since you didn't give height or race...), and was a few inches taller than her. He had grown a small bit already, and his wings greatly outdid that of the female when they were opened. The tail, with its end of black fog that was impenetrable to any magic be it light or sight, swished from side to side, cracking the ground under it as the cold hit it hard.

[The Designer]

The woman paused a bit before taking a few moments to examine the man, in which she revealed her fang like teeth. Looking back into the cold and distant eyes of the demon, the vampiress smiled a bit.

"Nice tail there, especially the fog" The woman said "I find it "cute" who you think such weak protection would work against a vampire of my caliber. Regardless, I suppose it is safe to tell another one of we anathema."

With that, she took yet another short paused a blink, the cold winds pushing her dress up to reveal a good portion of her legs, as he breasts hung loosely of her dress. Perhaps she was the epitome of the female vampire stereotype.

"We are the Blood Society" The woman said. With that, shadows could be seen all around the field, shifting subtly but just enough for the demon to see it. "We are the Walkers of the Night, us inhuman creatures who have banded together for mutual protection. I doubt you would have heard of us, our extraordinary large society is actually quite secretive.... But yet, I think I can find a place for you among us Anathema...."

[Chephros]

"How interesting, a group besides the humans have come together simply for survival."

Not really caring about the figures in the surrounding area, he crossed his arms over his chest and tilted back on his legs as if to say 'huh'. It was a feigned surprise though, and the sarcasm in his voice would no doubt be ever so apparent. The full demon however smirked as he fully regarded the vampiress again.

"The fog on my tail is not self generated and I truly do not know what is beneath it. Nothing apparently is able to see through it."

The spikes on his tail however were clearly seen and had grown slightly more. They were two inches long now, with four on each side. They arced back like those on a dragon's tail but remained an inch thick. They seemed to have stopped there however and thus it seemed he was finished gaining power for the moment.

"The Blood Society literally sounds like something only a vampire could create. I take it you are the leader then, or simply the appointed one to deal with people and beings. So, let me understand this exactly. I can either join your little group here, or die correct? Well, considering I rather enjoy the human world compared to the demonic realms, if that is the deal I am almost forced to say yes."

[The Designer]

"It's not that we want to kill you" The Vampiress said "But rather we want to observe you. Within our ranks Demons make up a small minority compared to other supernatural horrors. It is truly a shame, but it is something I would like to change. The reason why I gathered these shadows is because in these "Modern" times, being an Anathema is truly horrible. Supremacist Humans and their racial hatred toward our kind could bring conflict at any time. Furthermore, these shadows just came from cleansing the town of your presence. It isn't easy to maintain the Masquerade of the Supernatural, and your presence certainly isn't helping with our protection against humans. I'm surprised that a Tracer hit squad hasn't taking you out young demon."

With that, the woman then paused for a moment, her breasts nearly ready to fall out of that loose piece of cloth known as a dres.... It seemed she loved to pause and show her body out.

"You have a choice to resist us though and say no" The Draculina replied "But then, you would have protection in this dark world. Mages would be hunting you, Humans would kill you, and even darker, unspeakable things would prey upon you.... Even if you be a Demon. In the end, all I can say is that joining us, you have the best chance to survive as a Anathema in this world...."

With that, the rain suddenly began to fall. To weaker vampires, this would've been a problem... But to the shadows and the the Vampiress, this was nothing.

"By the way" The woman said, her face slightly perking up. "I'm Millarca, one of the three central members of out High Council."

[Chephros]

Glancing up at the rain, he simply ignored it. It didn't really harm him much as it would a regular fire demon, but he was no regular fire demon. Glancing back down at Millarca, he glanced at her curiously.

"Chephros Halloseuil. Seeing as I would rather live in this world than have to be reborn in the demon realm."

He now knew what had been hunting the other demons. 'Tracer hit squads', but where did they come from? Who made their groups? What race filled their ranks? His question was basically answered before that though. Supremist mages.

"The fires in those villages will most likely go unnoticed for a few more hours, in which case the mages will probably see that no one put them out. The town commonly has festivals I believe that involve fire so the lights wouldn't surprise many people."

He had observed the town over a few days before attempt to sneak in. He had tried to get in during a festival simply to look like an extreme fanatic for the fire stuff, but hadn't know what kind of things they were and thus was driven out WITH the fire aiding the people.

"Now, if you are of this 'High Council' why don't you send someone else to deal with me instead of yourself? Publicity for you?"

[The Designer]

"Chephros Halloseuil is it?" Millarca questioned, her smile shinning out of the medium rain. "Such a lovely name."

With that, she began to listen to Chephros' response to her, listening intently as winds slowly started to pick up, trailing behind his words. Soon enough he stopped, just as the Vampiress began

"Well, even we Ancient Vampires need to get out and meet people" The woman replied, her voice elegant if not seductive. "Besides, we rarely get demons in the world, as the Order keeps on killing you so fast, so I simply had to meet you"

With that, she then took a step forward, her breasts brushing up against his chest as her arms began to caress his body.

"While there are Supremacist mages out there, they are mostly apostates who ran away from their order and became insane loners, or hate-filled warriors to attack we Anathema when their organization isn't looking. Of course, some of it is well deserved. I've seen too many times when an Anathema goes mad and storms off in a rampage, only to be discreetly and quickly put down by a group of Academy students. Perhaps the major organizations of the World, like the Academy, Monastery, Eternity., cetera are the most tolerant of our kind, accepting their members without question. I know that many Anathema reside within both the Academy and Monastery, while those who stay with Eternity are treated like Demi-Gods, that is of course in comparison to the fanatical devotion to their "Messiah" Sirius... and yet.."

She then paused, letting the rain fall on silent ears.

"The Order is perhaps our greatest foe.... Insane Bible freaks who hunt us down because "God said so"..... But whatever, all I'm doing is boring you with facts. Tell me your answer, oh cute Chephros, will you join our Society?"

[Chephros]

Cute? He was cute? Well....that was something he might beg to differ but the odd attention was stirring his blood even if he didn't want it to. The offer seemed attractive, as did the person literally pressing against him. This time the proximity of the other person was not only past impassive, it was almost welcomed subconsciously. This was what, the second time someone had actually paid any attention to him?

"Well that depends."

He reached out and placed a hand to caress her cheek, not really knowing exactly what the hell he was doing. He stared into her eyes, seeing himself reflected, but ignoring it. He was more looking directly at her with a questioning look in his own eyes. Was this even allowed? Who cared!

"Do you want me to say yes, or are you just trying to seduce me into the deal?"

His mouth and body were working on two separate wavelengths here. His one hand had moved down to her shoulder, but stayed there. It wasn't moving past, just staying there. His other twitched slightly, actually responding to what he was thinking. It didn't do much more with his conscious thought though as it moved to her hand to enclose it within his own. A spark lit his eyes and his tail swished in the rain. Then an odd little thing happened. The rain combined with the wind parted the fog. A black crystal there, literally gleaming when it passed the death lillies was seen. Feeling the object then, the spark intensified as he glanced over his shoulder at it. He put it near the death lily, and let it rest there then.

"Is there a consolation prize?"

[The Designer]

"I want you to say yes Chephros, I'm not seducing you" Millarca replied, her face smiling as he pushed her ample breats against the man's chest. "But I think it's fun to hold myself so close to a demon...."

The Vampiress then looked up at Chephros, looking deeply into his eyes as her fangs stood out a bit...

"Well, a consolation prize for joining us? Well, We do have a lovely demon Artifact for you... But I can also think of another prize for you"

With that, the woman slowly let her hand travel down Chephros' shirt until it came toward his.....well, special place. There, her hand slowly but lustfully took hold of that area and began to erotically move it, massaging it slowly to the beat of the rain.

"Perhaps a night with me could also do the trick" She said to the man, her loose dress slowly beginning to drop down a bit, revealing even more of her cleavage.

[Chephros]

Well, personally he was enticed in already, but his mind was still saying 'Oh jeez this is odd.' However, he couldn't say he didn't enjoy the attention. In the back of his mind the other thought of if this was even alright to do came to the foreground, but he ignored it and it drifted away. He was getting excited, his blood was stirring more than he figured it could. Shifting his hand, it moved to her neck. Fangs? Further proof of what she was but did he even care? No, not really.

"Shall we stay here, or go somewhere more secluded. I am fairly certain many others would attempt to 'join in' with the sight of you."

Yeah, there was that and then he wanted privacy for the hell of it. If you were going to do something, why not keep the joy of it to yourself? It was much better that way. Smirking inwardly, he remembered the woods nearby. He didn't know where the Blood Society base was, so the woods would work. I mean, why not do something like this in the woods where nature was at its highest? Take that humanity!

"I would be a fool to turn this down. It is too attractive an offer, as are you."

His left hand was on her neck, his right hand was enclosed over her hand which was on his chest. His plain and partially torn shirt rippled in the slight wind. Man did he feel like he had just won some sort of chance treasure. He had struck some good deal at least, and he knew that this whole deal presented to him an offer of power.

[The Designer]

Millarca smiled as the man touched her body. She loved the feeling, the feeling of him touching her beatiful and yet obscene body. After all, she wasn't being "Clean" for 500 years now.... Regardless, moving back with her hand still on his manhood, the woman snapped her other hand's fingers twice, the snaps echoing down the woods.

Suddenly, the shadows dissappeared, melding into the forst... While a beautiful blonde woman (Who looks like This) appeared before them,

"Thank you for not turning me and this offer down" She said, as he hand reached for her dress. "I hope you don't mind if my friend joins us here. Her name is Lauren, and i love her so. For the moment, we are alone... Just us three..."

With that, her dress came off as she reached down for the man's pants, trying to undo the zipper of the pants. Her breasts pressed against the man, as a tingling feeling could be felt. Meanwhile, Lauren moved behind Chephros, removing his shirt. Already, she was in the nude, her body wet as the rain continued to pour down upon the three of them...

"Now then" Millarca said, as Lauren began to affectionately kiss Chephros' neck "Let us keep our end of the deal..."

And with that, she removed his pants...

[Chephros]

Was he in heaven? No...not really considering demons can't go to heaven, and they find the place vile.....so was he in hell? Ignoring the question, we move back to Chephros' point of view:

Another woman, most likely a vampire as well, almost as attractive as Millarca. This day was getting better and better for him. He was seriously in the right place at the perfect time, otherwise he might have missed this all. Now his mind blanked of all thoughts except for what was happening now. He wasn't going to miss anything here, and silently prayed to nothing that this would happen again sometime later. Did he mind if Lauren was here?......Do I even need to answer?

Lauren moved behind him and pulled his shirt off. His back didn't really need the shirt though, as his wings were folded up and covering it. He, unlike some demons, couldn't make them simply disappear. They were permanently there, as was his tail. Lauren kissed his neck, and he felt a slight ecstasy. He was enjoying this time, and his 'manhood' was already up there, confirming his thoughts physically.

Bringing his lust to be the dominant emotion in his head, he grabbed the vampire around the waist and literally wasted no time. He brought her forward(pulling her up slightly as she was surely shorter than he was) and went straight in. The pleasure flooded his senses and being the thing he was, he aimed for more. Moving his head forward, he kissed her, tongue finding purchase in her mouth and avoiding her twin fangs as much as possible. Of course, his mouth was lined in pointed fangs...

Placing hands on her waists, he basically lifted her up and down in repeated motion seeing as she would probably be a few inches off the ground anyway. He had almost forgotten about Lauren behind him. However, the memory kept him from opening his wings and he tried to keep his tail as still as possible to avoid hitting her. It would be rapidly swooshing about in a drunken fashion right now if he wasn't forcing it to stay still by the death lily.

[The Designer]

Millarca moaned and groaned as she felt the pleasure rush in, the big demon violating her, and she loved it. She closed her eyes, letting the good feeling rush all over her body as her breasts pushed up against Chephros, all wet from the rain falling down.

"It's..... So.....Huge" She was barely able to say as she enjoyed her sex...

Then, the woman looked over at Lauren, nodding their heads as she slowly pushed Chephros back, and Lauren gently guided him down. Quickly moving up, her beautiful lips came to make contact with Chephros, twisting and turning as she basically massaged and tenderized the man's tongue. Meanwhile, Lauren soon moved behind her mistress, looking at Chephros' wang with amazement at the sheer size of it.....

"Demons" She though...

With that, the girl soon peeled her lips back as she gently bent over, her hangs along the base of his penis as her mouth steadily let his manhood go inside her mouth. She then moved back and forth, sucking in and out the penis.... Making sure the sensation of it overwhelmed Chephros.... For she had plenty of practice doing this....

[Chephros]

If a demonic heaven existed he was definitely in it, and enjoying it to no end. Millarca felt amazing, but then oddly he was pulled away. Half blind by the pleasure he was getting, it was a good thing Lauren literally helped him reach the ground or he might have walked into her instead, which possibly would have made this end differently.

If he hadn't known better, he would have thought these two had experience in such things, but then again he wasn't really thinking right now anyway! The pleasure literally did overwhelm him, to the point where he had a glazed look in his eyes even as it continued.

His body shuddered with the pleasure of the moment as his eyes gazed into the night sky. His conscious mind only saw the few stars there as it retreated into itself for some thinking time. the subconscious mind however enjoyed this and came forward, basically acting on basic whims which for now included sitting there and waiting while enjoying the 'attention' he was getting.

Instinctively, he wondered if Millarca was going to join back in sometime soon, or if he was switching people for a few moments. Of course, the basic thought of a person can't really do that, it marked the return of his conscious mind. The flow of ecstacy never ceased, and it was all the better from that.