Fic: Demonized
Challenge is: Demonized
Extras: shuriken, snow, blood
Extra Bonus: rocks
She could smell her prey. She could hear the strong beating of his heart, the squeak and crunch of his boots through the powdery snow, the quiet panting as he climbed up the slope. Licking her lips, she peered from behind her hiding place to peak at him. Her grin widened, revealing very white, even teeth. He was beautiful, perfect. Long, long, legs kept up an even pace up the steep slope, dark golden hair stood up in soft spikes with stray hairs falling across his flushed face. A headband adorned with a metal plate flashed in the light; she didn’t recognize the symbol, but she knew he was a ninja. His eyes were a bright, sky blue.
Licking her lips, she leaned a little closer in, she caught his scent, blown by the wind; it was warm, spicy and wholly masculine. It was time to make her move.
Convincingly, she stumbled down the hill, softly keening. She looked up at him, dark red hair spilling across her face.
“Help me.” She whispered, her voice high, wailing and wild. “I need you.”
The man paused, stopping. He looked a little suspicious, and she was surprised, most men were all over her, lust evident in their eyes. She liked this. Challenges were fun.
“Please.” She whispered. She watched as she saw concern war with caution in that man’s mirror bright eyes, she saw herself also reflected, a beautiful, innocent woman, all long limbs, lying sprawled in the snow.
Concern won, and she hid her hungry grin behind a small, tremulous smile.
“Ok. I can help you.” He said, reaching and offering her his hand. She took it, pressing her body against his, softly moaning with the contact. It felt good, but it would feel better when all those clothes were off, when she could touch that pretty, pretty skin. He would taste so good…
Looking down, the man gave her a mildly disturbed look. She blinked back with innocent eyes and pressed her body closer, subtly pushing her hips against his leg. A small blush stained his cheeks, and he tried to pull away from her.
This was a new development, this had never happened to her before. Did he not want her?
“What’s the matter?” She whispered, sliding an arm around his waist. Maybe he was just shy, and maybe she should just act on her desire.
Before he could answer her question, she grabbed his face, and looked up at him with smoldering eyes.
“I want you.” She said, full lips caressing the words. She pulled him down for a kiss, moaning at the feeling of wet heat sliding across her lips. Aggressively, she clasped the back of his head, raking her sharp nails against the nape of his neck. He was hers, all hers…
Suddenly, she drew back, gasping in pain. Agony flamed along her side, and looking down, she saw the seriated edges of a shuriken embedded in her side. Rich, dark blood, ran down her side, steaming in the cold.
A pained whimper escaped her lips, she was so damn vulnerable in this form…
“…How?” She asked, looking up.
“Most girls don’t have eyes that flame.” The man responded, looking down at her. “Demon, right?”
She hissed at him baring her teeth. She had to get away, change…The snow around her was starting to stain red, her blood melting the snow with an acidic hiss.
“You’ll pay for this.” She snarled lowly, “I’ll destroy what you find dear.” And with those words, she transported, deep into a mountain cave, quickly changing back into her demon form.
As she nursed her wounds, she planned her revenge. She would find that village with that leaf insignia, and destroy it.
A slow smile spread across her features.
Extras: shuriken, snow, blood
Extra Bonus: rocks
She could smell her prey. She could hear the strong beating of his heart, the squeak and crunch of his boots through the powdery snow, the quiet panting as he climbed up the slope. Licking her lips, she peered from behind her hiding place to peak at him. Her grin widened, revealing very white, even teeth. He was beautiful, perfect. Long, long, legs kept up an even pace up the steep slope, dark golden hair stood up in soft spikes with stray hairs falling across his flushed face. A headband adorned with a metal plate flashed in the light; she didn’t recognize the symbol, but she knew he was a ninja. His eyes were a bright, sky blue.
Licking her lips, she leaned a little closer in, she caught his scent, blown by the wind; it was warm, spicy and wholly masculine. It was time to make her move.
Convincingly, she stumbled down the hill, softly keening. She looked up at him, dark red hair spilling across her face.
“Help me.” She whispered, her voice high, wailing and wild. “I need you.”
The man paused, stopping. He looked a little suspicious, and she was surprised, most men were all over her, lust evident in their eyes. She liked this. Challenges were fun.
“Please.” She whispered. She watched as she saw concern war with caution in that man’s mirror bright eyes, she saw herself also reflected, a beautiful, innocent woman, all long limbs, lying sprawled in the snow.
Concern won, and she hid her hungry grin behind a small, tremulous smile.
“Ok. I can help you.” He said, reaching and offering her his hand. She took it, pressing her body against his, softly moaning with the contact. It felt good, but it would feel better when all those clothes were off, when she could touch that pretty, pretty skin. He would taste so good…
Looking down, the man gave her a mildly disturbed look. She blinked back with innocent eyes and pressed her body closer, subtly pushing her hips against his leg. A small blush stained his cheeks, and he tried to pull away from her.
This was a new development, this had never happened to her before. Did he not want her?
“What’s the matter?” She whispered, sliding an arm around his waist. Maybe he was just shy, and maybe she should just act on her desire.
Before he could answer her question, she grabbed his face, and looked up at him with smoldering eyes.
“I want you.” She said, full lips caressing the words. She pulled him down for a kiss, moaning at the feeling of wet heat sliding across her lips. Aggressively, she clasped the back of his head, raking her sharp nails against the nape of his neck. He was hers, all hers…
Suddenly, she drew back, gasping in pain. Agony flamed along her side, and looking down, she saw the seriated edges of a shuriken embedded in her side. Rich, dark blood, ran down her side, steaming in the cold.
A pained whimper escaped her lips, she was so damn vulnerable in this form…
“…How?” She asked, looking up.
“Most girls don’t have eyes that flame.” The man responded, looking down at her. “Demon, right?”
She hissed at him baring her teeth. She had to get away, change…The snow around her was starting to stain red, her blood melting the snow with an acidic hiss.
“You’ll pay for this.” She snarled lowly, “I’ll destroy what you find dear.” And with those words, she transported, deep into a mountain cave, quickly changing back into her demon form.
As she nursed her wounds, she planned her revenge. She would find that village with that leaf insignia, and destroy it.
A slow smile spread across her features.