Chapter 6 What’s In The Pants?

"Welcome back!"

Devi smiled at Zoravec who panicked after waking up and looked around to see her. No doubt he was unable to hold back his fears which revolved around him being possessed by the demoness. Zoravec had heard stories about them filled with gore, blood and lust. And the particular situation where Devi disclosed her identity was unbelievable for him to accept.

Zoravec saw her smiling which made him gulp upon witnessing Devi' exposed fangs. Being a vampire himself he belonged to a powerful race, but since it was the first time Zoravec encountered some other kind; it scared him to death. He reflexively tried to hop off the bed but upon feeling someone pulling him back Zoravec turned around.

"What in the world!?"

As soon as he turned Zoravec' eyes landed on his own waist, he immediately grabbed Devi's tail and tried to break free. Whereas the demoness rolled over and stared at the roof, she completely neglected Zoravec's attempts to loosen her tail. Devi sniffed the collars of his shirt and deeply memorised his scent which gave her a sweet sensation in stomach.

"Release me, please. I beg you, please leave me alone."

Zoravec stopped struggling and joined his hands to plead to the demoness. Although he could feel some strange sensations developing in his lower body upon seeing Devi wearing his shirt. It was desirable for him to witness a woman sensually dealing with the whole situation.

Devi turned her face towards Zoravec only to see him crying. The demoness felt distaste upon his quick submission, she expected him to question things if not rebel and fight with her.

"Why do you always beg and cry, huh? Don't you trust my words that I'm not going to harm you?"

She confronted Zoravec while wearing a cold expression, whereas Zoravec sniffled and wiped off his tears.

'',

"I….then what do you want from me?"

Zoravec immediately stepped back as soon as Devi released his waist and folded her tail. She could clearly see his expected doubts but it didn't stop her from further actions. She ogled him from head to toe and sat on the bed, while Zoravec was standing in front of her after creating some distance between them.

"Come, I will tell you."

Devi flung her arm out and waited for Zoravec to reach for her hand, she sat there in that certain posture and stared straight at his face. The boy didn't seem to budge which caused her to groan as Devi lowered her head in disappointment. A few pink hair locks fell upon her face which she blew after pouting.

Zoravec was doubtful and couldn't bring himself to trust her blindly, which was wise on his part and a thoughtful response.

'She won't hurt me, right? She could have already killed me in sleep if that's what she wanted.'

His gaze shifted from Devi's gorgeously smirking face towards her hand which appeared normal. Zoravec gulped and kept on talking inwardly, acknowledging the consequences of talking loud.

"How can I take you in confidence? Tell me."

She questioned Zoravec and left the answer up to his choice, after all he was the one who needed assurance. Devi saw his wrists were positioned into a boxing posture with one leg crept ahead. Hence she deliberately lifted her one leg up to support her arm over it, the certain action made Zoravec flinch as he took a step backwards again.

'For fucks sake you are a demon! Why should I believe you, huh?'

He was terrified and cursed in his heart, only if Devi could hear his thoughts about her presence. Zotavec wanted to shout for help but couldn't afford to involve his mother in the whole mess. And calling the cops was not even a question now after murdering Lyra for the sake of his experiment.

'',

"And why should I believe whatever you will say will be the truth, not some made up stories to possess me?"

He mustered up the courage to negotiate before his brain could generate some plan. Devi shook her head and looked at the lean boy in front of her, whose legs were visibly shaking during the whole chat. Although Devi understood from where he was coming, because there had been notorious myths about the demons.

"Come on, don't be like that Zoravec. Don't you think I would have already possessed you if I wanted to? Why would I let you wake up if my intentions were to kill you?"

Devi raised her one eyebrow and pulled her hand, she didn't want to force anything on him which could in turn affect their future bonding.

"Don't be a stupid and think about it."

She laid down on the bed wearing his shirt, and shifted her gaze from his face towards the roof. Devi was excited to explore her powers gained from the bond, which required consent of both parties to sign the pact accurately.

'She is right, her words weigh heavier than my fears. For some reason my instincts are telling me to listen to her.'

Zoravec knew the validity of her claim which forced him to sit back on the bed. Devi smiled at him as her expressions softened upon the progress. She rolled over to him to see the response, and became genuinely elated when Zoravec didn't move.

"Mm, you wanna know why I'm here, right?"

Devi chirped happily, totally ignoring her appearance, the shirt she had been wearing halted in her mid thigh. Zoravec gulped and tried hard not to let his eyes wander on her wonderfully toned body. Whereas Devi kept on speaking excitedly but perhaps no voice reached his ears. Not literally though.

Zoravec's attention was brought back to the present moment when something poked in his pants. He immediately glanced at Devi who didn't notice the whole action, it made him shy and embarrassed as Zoravec reached for the duvet. He pulled the sheet and placed it on his thighs, which snagged Devi's attention and an awkward silence fell in the room.