III.
Jay was still singing. I couldn’t make out any of the words, but the voice...I rearranged my belt to cover up the result of listening to it. He was ahead of me and I ran to catch up. How would everyone else react?The other voices stopped and the circle of reveling villagers parted. Jay stood in their midst, vocalizing his lust, and everyone froze. I realized that his eyes were closed. Was the devil speaking through him? His gait was so slow and determined, I knew that normally he never went into town, that would have meant more contact with people than he wanted. The priest had described what being possessed was like, was this it?
Then he stopped singing and all was silent.
I saw the looks on the villagers faces, oh shit they were going to burn him alive. Bobby’s mother, who was hanging all over the tinker, was whispering something in Lord Ryan’s ear. Ryan started to say something. Ran in, grabbed Jay’s arm, and pulled him out. His skin felt so alien, it was cold and smooth, as if nothing had ever touched its surface.
When we were far enough I pulled him to the ground. His eyes examined me coolly. “What the hell did you do that for? Now they definitely think you’re a demon!” A small smile crossed his lips, but he didn’t say anything. “Why don’t you say something?!” I shrieked. He opened his mouth a bit, but shook his head.Flashes of conversation floated on the breeze. “Something should really be done about that child. I think he and his mother have spread their influence long enough.” Bobby’s mother said. Her voice was a mixture of ash and fanaticism.
“I’ll talk to Father Thomas tomorrow.” Lord Ryan promised. “I’m sure he’ll have some ideas.” He sounded like he had started hitting the ale early. That was a good thing, because Jay’s mother was the one who had made it. Lord Ryan would never intentionally get rid of the source of all his fun. Amir was still around, wasn’t he?
Jay was just sitting there. I wondered if he was a bit addled in the head. His eyes blazed trails of desire in my direction. Shuddered at both the cold and his expression. “Did you hear that? They’re going to run you out of town! Why did you do that?!” I raised my hand like I was going to hit him. His lips curled up at the edges and the fire in his eyes made me stop. He looked like he expected me to. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” I whispered. Cold on my wrist. His hand encircled my wrist easily, I fought the urge to pull away. He nodded towards the forest. “You want to go...in there?” Nodded again. Licked his lips. The only reason one went into the forest during the May Festival was to...
“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to.” a quiet deep voice said. “It would be attaching yourself to something that would only make your life harder for you.” I stared at Jay. He could speak?
“I..I... You want to be with me?”
He merely nodded and brought my hand to his mouth. Kissed it tenderly. Hazel poured down into my soul. I let him lead me into the forest.
The sounds of other couples filled the air, though I doubted that any of them were both men, unless Amir and Lord Ryan had forsaken the relative warmth of their manor house for the forest. Trees reached their arms of evil down into gaps of moonlight. We were going deep into the forest, the fire’s light didn’t pierce back into the depths. I moved closer to Jay, who seemed to know where we were going.Finally he stopped and faced me. I just stared at him. With the wood behind him the wings spread out and expanded to fill the small clearing. I shuddered and sank to my knees. Was I looking at a demon? Yet his clothes were white. They surrounded him, emphasizing his pale skin. He was an angel with bat wings.
“Why...why don’t you talk?” I said, desperately hunting for something to say.
“Would anyone honestly have listened to anything I had to say? I find that it is better to say nothing than to be more conspicuous.” He knelt down in front of me, gently caressing my hand. Then I felt his lips on my neck. My pulse quickened, I always thought I’d be the one who did this to a woman. He sucked gently at it. Was this where my life would end? His hands went to the ties attaching my wings to my back. I closed my eyes and went limp. He carefully peeled the tunic off, taking care to do it as slowly as possible. My hands instantly went and untied the straps for his. The wings came off. I was a bit surprised, since I stupidly assumed that he would have no need of fake wings...a demon would surely have his own.
I worked at getting his clothes off and he moaned and leaned on me as I did it. It was a little disconcerting to hear him making so much noise when normally he made none at all. Nudity enveloped us, I took in his essentially scarless flesh, so pale and deliriously perfect. Fingers came into contact with a sticky mass. Exactly the same shape as the rock that Bobby had thrown at him. “I’m so sorry.” I whispered. He grabbed my face and kissed me again, drowning any questions with his tongue. His hand drifted down....I squeaked as it came in contact with my cock. Small smile, then he descended. If anything, having his tongue there only made it that much harder to think that he wasn’t something that I should avoid.
Thought became impossible as he took me fully into his mouth. God, only succubuses were more skilled at giving head. His lips were so cold, his tongue was ice, yet it seemed so warm. My eyes rolled back into my head, this was too much. Fisted my hands in his hair. My hips left my direct control and started to thrust. Wanted more of that warmth he offered. Then extreme and supreme bliss found in between his lips. He swallowed everything I gave him without complaint.
Lips met lips again, it tasted so different from the regular mush that we had to eat day after day. Salt... My fingers trailed down to his hardness, he hissed, inadvertently biting down on my tongue. Tasted metal, yet it was so sweet. Felt such a longing for sex, for some release. I had already had mine, but he hadn’t had his. Pulled away and gazed into those eyes again. Something resembling desire resided there, something that I hoped wouldn’t mean my downfall.
Then he was putting his fingers underneath me. Moaned as he put one inside. Damn, he knew just how to get someone going. “This is going to hurt.” he whispered, nipping at my neck.
“Do what you have to do.” I sighed. I knew that there had to be some pain involved. Why else would it feel so good? Gasped as another prick of cold entered me. Then panted in pure ecstasy as he reached some secret spot inside of me that seemed to be the source of all joy in the world. Fingers left.
They were replaced by something so much larger, painful, better. I screamed as he continued to kiss me, trying to calm me down. I didn’t want to be calm, I wanted this animal lust to consume me. Pulled him down to start thrusting. I wanted this to last forever. Started to become hard again, Jay touched my cock again, I wanted him to pound me into the grass and make me experience that brief moment of peace. I screamed as I came again, he grunted as his seed spilled inside me. Then he pulled out and away. I laid back on the ground and panted until I caught my breath. When I finally opened my eyes he was gone. Had it truly happened?
“Whoa! Look who got lucky!” Bobby said, pointing to the grass stains on my skin. I narrowed my eyes at him. He had bite marks all over his neck and grass stains from however many girls he had duped into spending the night with him.“Yeah. She ran off though.” I said.
“Aw, you’ll meet her again.” he squinted at Jay’s house. “I hope Lord Ryan decides to kick them out.” Closed my eyes as I remembered him above me, the pleasure I had felt. I hoped not.