The noise that chased me home turned into silence when the door locked. I leaned against it, and took a deep breath as I slowly sat on the floor. A darkness that weighed on me started to melt away from its grasp, rushing back to wherever it came from. They say that the neon lights are supposed to protect us Tavalliset from the influence that come from beyond the Arkainen Verho, but that seems to work for those who never step there. Then again, the Modernit Keijut aren’t that different from those of old. Yet I can’t stop loving the Keijut. Working with them has opened my eyes to the point that I’ll die an ally to them. Nevertheless, tonight was exhausting. I’m not sure whether it is their supernatural endurance or that I shouldn’t have turned from the webcam business to the escort business. Just because I’m 18 years old doesn’t mean I have good endurance.
”Huono yö?” said a voice. It had a strange flanging to it. I looked up and saw this beautiful girl sitting on the couch, wearing an oversized black hoodie and thigh highs. She had bright pink skin and long pointy ears that went through the hood alongside a couple of horns. Her hands held a PlayStation controller, and her glowing blue eyes remained glued to the screen. She didn’t seem to care for her cock peeking underneath the hoodie, showing off its gold beaded Prince Albert piercing to greet me.
”Uuvuttava,” I sighed, and stood up. ”Liikaa ihmisiä…” My roommate wrapped my waist with her tail as I sat next to her, and then coiled it around my left thigh. I rested my head upon her shoulder and watched her play. It is times like this that make me wonder how I wound up living with a beautiful Puoli-Demoni and Puoli-Haltia girl. Then again, why should I question that? After a while, she put the controller down. Sweet scarlet lips met mine for a moment that felt like forever.
”Tarvitsetko sielun puhdistusta?” she asked.
”Kiitos,” I whispered. The Puoli-Demoni nodded, and pulled down her hoodie. I caressed her long dark hair, as our tongues danced again. The tail reached out a bit further, caressing my pussy as our tongues danced. Strong arms held me up, and carried me somewhere else in the apartment.
***
A pierced snake-like tongue danced with me. Four fangs that put Vampires to shame pierced my lips, as my nails dug onto scaly pink skin. My body smelled like brimstone, as her sweat mixed with my own… It sounds disgusting. People hate Puoli-Demonit for many excuses that sum up into fear. Ironically, once they sleep with one, they realize that it is impossible to resist their charm. It makes me wonder if all have either Incubus or Succubus blood coursing through their veins. Maybe my roommate does. I found out about that the first time we fucked. Since then, I can’t stop taking licks off her sweat, entering into an euphoric state. My breathing shortens, and my pussy starts to cream. We didn’t stop kissing. My nails ran below her breasts, scratching the toughest parts of her skin before digging on her back. To retaliate, the Puoli-Demoni made sure I felt her tongue piercing down my throat. Both of her hands held onto my butt, while the tail slid down my panties, and came out the other side, slithering towards my tits, like a snake. We cuddled; our tits pressing against each other’s. Everything that weighed on me went away. The exhaustion, the pain… Keijut are more resilient than Humans. Nevertheless, I still have more energy for one extra round. With her, I always have one last round. A forked tongue twirled on my nipples while slender fingers caressed my cunt. I don’t know what magic this is, but it makes me feel better. It makes me lose myself, and drift apart. No, actually, it’s the world itself that stops existing. Everything stopped existing. Everything, but us, together, in this bedroom… An arrow tip poked my asshole, making me shiver a little. I giggled.
”Parempi olo?” she asked, with a bright grin. The fangs made it even more charming. Two fingers went inside my cunt. I let out a moan that mixed surprise and pleasure. No word could’ve been more honest than that.
”Ajattelinkin niin.” She pushed me against the wall, and lifted one of my legs over her shoulder. Slowly, her tail went inside my ass, while she played with my clit with her piercing. I lost myself upon her eyes, thinking again how is it that we are not an actual couple. We could be one, couldn’t we? We live together, and our lives are so different… She is Keiju, I am Tavallinen. The reason I stepped to the other side was because I got interested in Demonologia. Then I found out the reality is different than what people once wrote. One move from her brought me back. Her cock pushed into me gently, making it for a tight fit. My nails dug on her back, as I let out a loud yelp. The size, the girth, the piercing… it’s hard to say what is it that I loved the most about her penis. Add it together with her tail… Again, why is it that so many people fetishize Puoli-Demonit? Thinking about it makes me feel guilty about enjoying sex with my roommate. Neon lights bled through the blinds, along with the sound of gunshots and slowed music. Her moans went directly into my ear, as she pressed her body against mine with each thrust. It didn’t take me long to shiver. The feel of her scaly skin rubbing mine got me leaking so badly that her gold piercing could come out far more polished than the ring on her horn. That hit me on the spot.
”Oletko osa Succubusta?” I asked in between moans.
Vaikka minulla on jo vastaus. ”Nuole minua, jos haluat tietää,” hän iski minulle silmää. Isolla kyrvällä oleminen on hienoa ja kaikkea, mutta tieto sen käytöstä vie sen pidemmälle. Succubit tietävät sen, ja heidän jälkeläisensä, Puoli-Demonit, myös. En tarvinnut mitään vahvistusta tai halunnut päästä vielä korkeammalle. Olen työskennellyt Succubien kanssa ennenkin, ja minulla on aina ollut yksi parhaista treffeistä. Siitä huolimatta, kukaan ei voi ylittää häntä. Kämppikseni pani minua kuin kukaan muu Keiju. Se sai minut tuntemaan, että olin saanut huippulaatuista unta. En halunnut hänen lopettavan. Jos jotain, halusin tämän hetken kestävän koko yön. Jos on jotain parempaa kuin uni, se olisi seksiä hänen kanssaan. Seksin sinfoniamme kaikui neljän seinän sisällä, sekoittuen kadun ääniin. Huone täyttyi tulikiven ja himon tuoksusta. Hän pani minua yhä enemmän ja enemmän… kunnes en enää kestänyt. ”Vittu! Kyllä! Saa minut laukeamaan!” Hänen puremansa tuntui kuin neljä ampiaista olisi pistänyt niskaani. Hän imi siitä verta, ja sitten pyöritti kieltään haavojen yli. Hänen kyrpänsä jatkoi pumppaamista sisälläni, siihen pisteeseen asti, että emme enää voineet vastustaa. Huusin. Kaikki kiristyi, kun nesteet vuotivat pillustani. Kaikista ihmisistä, joita olen nainut, hän on ainoa, joka saa minut squirttaamaan joka kerta. Hän ei vetäytynyt ulos. Sen sijaan hän jatkoi panemista yli rajojensa. Kun pitkä orgasmini päättyi, hänen alkoi. Demoninen sperma täytti minut äärimmilleen. Kehoni imi siitä kaiken taian. Vaikka halusin edelleen nukkua, tunsin itseni virkistyneeksi, valmiiksi toiseen kierrokseen. Yhä kovana, ja vetämättä ulos, kämppikseni kantoi minut sänkyyn ja pani minua toisen kerran… ja kolmannen kerran… ja neljännen kerran… Viidennen kerran kohdalla olimme melkein pyörtymässä, ja oli liian myöhäistä. Jaamme viimeisen suudelman ja nukahdimme. *** Sokaiseva valkoinen valo korvasi violetin neonpeiton, joka peitti meidät yön aikana. Normaalisti olisin kiemurrellut pois kenen tahansa päältä, joka oli päälläni, mutta sen sijaan halasin tätä upeaa vaaleanpunaista Puoli-Demonia, joka oli yhä unessa ja jonka kyrpä ja häntä olivat yhä sisälläni. Herätin hänet suudelmalla. Hänen aamukovuutensa sai hänet tunnelmaan melkein heti. Hän asetti sormen huulilleni ja esitti kysymyksen ilman sanoja. Imeskelin hänen sormeaan ja raavin hänen takapuoltaan. Jumalauta, rakastan häntä! Rakastan häntä enemmän kuin mitään muuta maailmassa. ”Ole tyttöystäväni,” kysyin häneltä ennen kuin hän suuteli minua uudelleen.