I Scored Myself A Mate

"Free me, free me and run away with me. I like you." The demon told him and Mark felt like he had lost his breath.

"What?" he shouted unable to process his words. 

"Was I not clear enough?" the demon said while he tilted his head to the side. He didn't seem to be able to understand Mark's frustration. He believed that his words were understandable enough. The red haired human though looked to be thinking the exact opposite. 

While standing on his feet, his pants filled with dust from sitting on the uncleaned floor, he looked at the demon with a very clear expression of shock. He was staring at him like he was purely insane, his eyes stuck on him as he waited to take back his words, or at least tell him that he was joking. 

"No, definitely not. First of all, you ask me to unleash you, a powerful demon that just massacred a whole village into the world. Second of all, you just said that you like me? Did I hear that right?" Mark asked him and the demon nodded excited. He couldn't see where the problem was, Mark seemed to understand just fine. "How could you like me!" the red haired exclaimed frustrated. He was walking back and forth his fingers dived into his full hair as he made them messy. "We know each other for only a few hours. We've barely even talked!"

"Yes but you felt comfortable enough in my embrace to fall asleep, even though I am a demon." He told him with a smirk and Mark sighed. 

"What you're saying it doesn't make sense. You can't like me; you don't want to run away with me you just want to use me." He said trying hard to get the thought of that handsome creature being into him. He had been swoon enough by him as it was, this whole situation could only be described as unreal. Mark was sure of it but still he was unable to just turn around and leave, it was as if the demon's voice was addicting. 

"I do like you." 

"Then explain it to me. What do you like?" Mark asked and sat once again on the floor. He looked at the demon deadly in the eyes and waited, his fingertips playing with the dust on the floor. He made different shapes, squares circles and more and waited to hear what this obnoxious demon had to say. There was no way Mark would be convinced, after all he would be a pure lunatic to run away with a demon, a demon he knew only for a few hours. 

"Do I really have to explain it?" The demon asked with an innocent look and the red haired boy nodded eagerly. He probably didn't want to explain since he didn't have anything. He wanted to be released by him and then kill him, that was probably it. The whole romance and I like you deal was just a more romantic twist. "Well, I've never met a human who would sit and talk to me. Honestly I do not know if you are crazy or just brave. Both are quite interesting even though I have to say that being crazy it's a lot hotter." He began explaining with a grin and Mark rolled his eyes. "Everyone is afraid of me, even in hell most demons don't dare to look me in the eyes. I mean yes I did kill a few of my servants once because they had woken me up too early but in general I am not that bad. You are also cute, talking to you is fun, I've never thought of anyone being fun. That's why I need to take you with me." He said and Mark could detect easily the glow of madness in his eyes.

"You're insane." He mumbled and suddenly the demon pushed his body forward. With that swift move that made the chains shook he found himself close to the red haired boy. His hair messily landing all around him, a few strands hiding his eyes. He stared at Mark, one of his eyes, the yellow one shone underneath his flame and Mark gasped. Just in the split of a second they were so close, Mark could feel his hot breath land on his half open lips. The demon smirked, his lips twitching upwards until he was fully smiling. His fangs were long and sharp, seeming incredibly dangerous. He tilted his head to the side. Mark wanted to move away, get up and leave but he couldn't. His eyes were glued on him. He just couldn't look away, it was impossible. 

"Isn't that one of my charming points?" he said and Mark gasped. His heart sped up as his raspy and deep voice echoed in the walls of his charmed mind. He blinked a few times, like a small deer and the demon laughed, pushing his body back, ending up in the same position as before. "I want you little red head. I want to listen about your right and wrong. Back home the color red means blood, despair and destruction but with you here, the color red could have another meaning. It would be your red, the same color as your hair. Mine." He said and the young exorcist felt like his heart would jump off his chest. 

"This is ridiculous." He said and stood up, his whole body shaking for some unknown reason. He looked at the door commanding his body to move, to just allow him to leave this demonic prison but he couldn't. He felt incredibly weak, his knees buckling as he once more met the floor. It was like he was under a very strong fever. Endless, making his blood boil. He raised his head and looked at the demon. "What did you do to me?" he asked and the demon raised an eyebrow, he examined his state. 

"You're reacting to me. I didn't really do anything."

"Liar." The red haired boy mumbled. He just wanted to move a little closer. Just a tiny bit so he could…touch him. Touch him? Mark realized surprised as he stopped breathing from the shock. "What did you do?" he repeated.

"I am serious. I didn't do anything to you. You see, I am the demon of Lust and you, right now are reacting to me. Because you actually want me. You can't hide from me little exorcist." He said with a proud look and Mark shook his head. He felt like he was on fire, his lower body…he just couldn't stand it anymore. 

"You're doing this just I will set you free."

"You have to set me free anyways. We made a deal and you, you will be coming with me. Now if you want this to end how about you kiss me?" he asked him and Mark scoffed. 

"In your dreams." He said and he got up. He was stumbling as he headed towards the door, his body incredibly heavy. His vision was hazy, the door had turned into a huge grey blur and the darkness around him made him feel even more dizzy. He was forcing his body to move forward while every muscle on his body wanted to go back. This demon, this supernatural jerk was toying with him and Mark like the fool he was had sat there and taken it. He took a deep breath as he tried to ground himself. He placed his palm on the wall, hoping that he would manage to stand for a while longer. 

"Mark?" The demon called out his name, his voice low, seductive and Mark felt his heart tighten in a way similar to how his pants seemed to be too small now. He made a mistake, he turned around and met his eyes. He was going to die, if he stayed away for a while longer he was going to lose it. No matter how loud his conscious was shouting for him to get away he had been trapped already. "Come here." He told him, his voice expressing pure dominance as he voiced his command and Mark couldn't do anything but obey. He took a few unstable steps towards him and fell on his knees, exhausted and panting. The demon raised his head with his long fingers, his arms were freed from their cuffs but Mark didn't even notice, it was almost as if he had been drugged. The man traced his full lips with his thumb, a faint smirk on his face as he pressed down on his bottom lip. "Good boy. So now tell me. What do you want?" 

"I…I…a kiss. I want it." He mumbled as moved forward on his own. Clashing their lips together. The demon's kiss was rough, hard as it ravished his lips and Mark was soon out of breath. He felt him wrap his arms around him and tighten his embrace, making him unable to stop. He was getting dizzy and the sensation was too much to bear, this was his first kiss and it felt too sinful, too hungry for someone so innocent. He moaned, his eyes closed shut when he heard a loud bang. 

He flinched, being brutally pushed out from his trance. He turned his head, following with his eyes the source of the noise. He gasped as he faced his teachers standing at the doorframe. The next patrol, it was already time for them to come and he hadn't even realized it. 

"Oops." He heard the demon say and his eyes widened. 

"Mark!" One of them screamed. 

What would happen to him now?