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I don’t even have time to shake that mother fucker off to the last dribble of pee before I limp uncomfortably to the room where I see her holding her hands to her mouth with tears in her eyes.

Fury overcomes me as I watch tears fall from her, and I feel my body burn even hotter.

She speaks inaudibly and hangs up before I move over to her side in a heartbeat, pulling her to me.

“Who did it? I’ll kill them all…” I grit out, and she buries her head in my chest while I hold her tight.

“B-baby… I… I got invited t-to the media blitz a… and they… they w-want to feature m-me as a t-top up and coming college football player!” she cries and my boiling hot fever simmers as my heart races excitedly for her. I grin so fucking hard it hurts.

“WHAT?! OF FUCKING COURSE THEY WANT TO FEATURE MY BABY!” I pick her up, swinging her around like the princess she is to me. “HELL YEAH, LITTLE BABY! I’M SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU!” I kiss her sweetly and hold her tight as she cries in my arms.

“I… I thought… I thought he w-was going t-to drop me f-from the team,” she cries and I squeeze her tighter.

“He would never do that, Little Baby. You’re Jessica fucking Hurts, theyneedyou.” I kiss her head, and she sniffles.

But behind my grin, something sharp and dark scratches at me.

Because once again, I won’t be there for her… I’ll be in Hell, breathing in some shit called miasma while my baby out there making history.Fuck! I hate this shit!

I guess she notices the shift in me, and she turns to me, grabbing my face.

“I’m not upset.” She cups my cheeks. “I know you’ve got stuff with your family. This time… I get it.”How did she even know what I was feeling? Fuck, I love her so much.

I nod, but deep down I can’t stand this shit. I want to cancel on this hell nonsense, but the time I accidentally killed that guy in Illicit has me pausing. No matter how much it hurts, I can’t put my baby in jeopardy. She won’t be able to snap and heal.I’m afraid of hurting her if I don’t get this shit under control…

Every day I feel something boiling up in me… something waiting to spill over.

“Butttttttttt…” she adds playfully, knocking me back down in the bed and crawling onto my chest. “Youcaaanmake it up to me if you want.” She smiles down mischievously, and I arch a brow.

“Oh?” I grin when she bites her lip with a nod, “And how might that be?” I question, and she leans down and whispers.

“I want you to do that tail and horn thing,” she moans and I feel her pussy leak on my chest. Immediately, I swallow and flip her beneath me, her thighs already parting.

“I didn’t know you liked it so much, Little Baby,” I murmur, lips brushing her ear.

“I think about it all the time,” she answers honestly, and I chuckle.

“Oh, have you?”

“Yes, Demon Overlord,” she moans as her hands slide up my bare chest, rubbing in her cum, then grazing her nails along the line of my ribs as she tilts her hips, letting me feel the curve of her heat against me.

“You know what that does to me, Detec… no,Angel,” I rasp. My heart thumps hard and my voice goes low. It’s right… my Little Baby just feelsgood…

“Oooo I like that… I’ll be the good Angel who gets ravished by the Demon Lord?” she giggles, but in real life, I’m losing my mind.This shit makes me hot.

My dick jumps and twitches, and my fever burns higher. She might not know this shit is real, but when she leans into it like this, that shit kills me. It’s like she likes what I am. Loves it. Craves the parts of me I’m trying to keep at bay for her own safety.

“What are you waiting for, Demon Lord? Your Angel is ready to be ravished,” she whines, running a braid over my nipple.

“Okay… but how far do you want to take this?”

“I want the whole nine! Just like last time… I want the wig, the horn, the tail… hell, if you got wings, gimme that too! I want my Demon Lord toconsumeme.”I’m going to die…Hearing her say this shit is going to undo me… but if she wants it, I’ll give it to her…

“Okay, give me a second to change,” I tell her, and she sits up, clapping.

“Okay, take your time… make it believable like you did the last time!” I go into the bathroom on the side where my closet is, and I lock myself in, standing in front of the mirror.

I look myself over and I don’t know or understand exactly how I do it, but I change. My horns arise, my tail slithers out, and mywings flap, though I think better of using them since they are heavy and I want to flip her over to ride my face. Instead, I focus on my hair, which grows long past my waist, almost like Echo’s, as my eyes turn red.Whoa…I examine myself and even now, it’s hard to imagine that this is really me…