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ZoeyXMystery
Get To Know Me
Zoey checked the clock on her phone for what felt like the hundredth time since she’d sat down to hand out posters. Huntrix was currently taking part in a signing event, where each of the girls were separated across town as part of a scavenger hunt for the fans. Once the fans reached each of their locations, they would receive one of the limited event items; a special edition poster, their latest album with new cover art, or a t-shirt from their new line of merch. Zoey usually enjoyed events like these, but something was different today. Something felt… off?
When she woke up this morning she'd gone about her usual daily routine; wake up, eat breakfast, shower and do her skincare routine. The first slightly odd occurrence happened when she was on her way to her designated spot for the signing event. She’d been checking her horoscope, like she usually did before a big event, and found an unusual fortune awaiting her.
“A fated meeting will take place while you are at the center of attention- a work meeting, a party, a performance. A mysterious person will appear before you, captivating you as much as you do them. The connection between you will be immediate and exciting. This person will bring out a side of yourself, you aren't comfortable showing to most people. Don't let your fears and doubts hold you back from seeing how this mystery unfolds.”
Zoey checked her horoscope fairly often, and she never got predictions about romance. She usually swore by her horoscope, but the foretelling of love had her hesitant to believe the validity of the reading. Idols, such as herself, didn't get to indulge in relationships. The concept was strictly taboo. However, that didn't stop her from practically counting the seconds as she waited for her fateful encounter. It was foolish but she wanted to at least SEE who fate had selected for her. Even though her job as an Idol would likely prevent her from ever being with said person.
Zoey was pulled away from her thoughts when she spotted a rather large group of fans round one of the street corners. It was only a matter of seconds before one of them spotted her and screamed, “IT'S ZOEY!!!” Then the group was barreling towards her, nearly trampling over one another. The security guards around her ushered the fans into a single file line so she could begin greeting them.
Zoey always enjoyed meeting the fans. It amazed her how diverse their audience was; men and women, adults and children, their music was enjoyed by so many! Zoey tried to remember each and every fan she met, though it was more than a little difficult when she'd met thousands of them.
There were several familiar faces today; the girl with the pink beanie who always came with her three other friends, the man she was certain owned every Huntrix shirt that was ever made, she even saw Dr. Han and his granddaughter. The world really was a small place.
Zoey waved goodbye to the mother and daughter that had been at the end of her line. Taking advantage of the moment of free time, Zoey leaned over to grab a few more posters to have at the ready for when more fans arrived. After collecting several of the plastic wrapped posters, Zoey sat upright in her seat- only to startle at the sight of someone looming over her from the other side of the table. The sun was to their back, making it difficult to discern their features. From their build alone she could tell it was a man, his broad shoulders were noticeable despite the oversized hoodie he wore. He had a mop of shaggy hair that was sticking out from beneath his hood, making it impossible to see his fac- Oh no… it couldn't be…
“Myster-” she was silenced as the hooded demon held a finger up to his mouth, then pointed to the staff members she had standing a few feet behind her. It would cause an uproar if people were to realize a Saja Boy had appeared at her signing. She could see the corners of his lips turn up before he nodded to the poster in her hand.
Moving with a mind of its own, Zoey’s hand ghosted across the table’s surface, taking a hold of the poster and offering it over. Mystery reached forward, his hand caressing hers as he took hold of the merchandise. His patterns briefly illuminated like a ripple effect caused by her touch. Raising her eyes to his face, Zoey froze. His hair had shifted, revealing a sliver of his intoxicatingly handsome face. Her eyes locked briefly with his slitted amber one, the warmth she found staring back at her was startling.
She'd banished him back to the Demon Realm during their fight with Gwi-Ma. So how was he standing before her now, and why was he giving her such a knee weakening look?
“What are you-” he spun on his heel and proceeded to retreat down the street without another word. Zoey stared after him, mouth agape. She couldn't just let him walk away, he could hurt someone! Besides, she had to figure out how he was still in the human world. And… she wanted to know why he showed himself to her. He had to know she was obligated to hunt down any demon she came across. Why would he walk straight up to the enemy and reveal himself to her?
Rising from her seat, Zoey racked her brain for some excuse to get away from the other staff members. Without putting much thought into it, Zoey blurted out the first thing that came to her mind. “I… uh really need to go to the bathroom!” She shouted lamely as she darted out from behind the table, ignoring the shouts from behind her as she darted down the street.
Mystery was a good distance away but she wouldn't have any trouble catching up to him, the bigger issue was if someone saw her. Zoey pulled her hat further down her forehead in an attempt to cover her face from bypassers. She watched Mystery turn down a side street several yards ahead of her and wasted no time racing around the corner in his stead.
When she rounded the corner she was met with, nothing. The street was completely vacant. Retracing her steps Zoey peered down the street she'd just been on, scanning to see if she was somehow mistaken and he hadn't gone down the side street but she didn't see him that way either. Trusting her initial instinct, Zoey ran down the empty street. She glared down each alley that branched from the street, yet he was nowhere in sight. Sighing inward, Zoey turned her eyes towards the rooftops. Maybe she'd have a better chance of spotting him from up there?
Zoey used the grid of the Honmoon to help her scale up the side of one of the buildings, easily making her way to the top. Once there, she surveyed the other rooftops for any sign of the lavender-haired demon. Just as the street below, there was no one in sight. Zoey groaned loudly, throwing her hands up in exasperation. “Stupid, hot, disappearing demon, where did he go?” she grumbled, stomping her foot in irritation.
“You could have left out the ‘stupid’ part,” came a satin smooth voice from behind her. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as his words danced along her skin. Zoey jumped away from the source of the voice, pivoting at the same time so that she could be face to face with her opponent. Mystery stood with his hands in the pocket of his hoodie, his hair shrouded her eyes from view once more and his lips were turned up in a mischievous smirk.“I could have but I didn't. Now, don't try running away again, there's no way you'll get away from me this time!”
“I didn't run away. I waited for you.” His words puzzled her, why would he just wait around for her to come and banish him again.
“What? Why would you do that?” Mystery’s smirk turned into more of a sincere smile as he took a step towards her. Her brain told her to step back, to keep distance between them but her legs refused to listen, choosing instead to stay rooted in place.
“I was… curious…,” his words sounded hesitant as he continued to slowly close the distance between them, “what you would do.” Against her better judgement, Zoey allowed him to get within arms reach. Her body felt both repelled and drawn to him at the same time. He was desire and damnation all in one, and her brain couldn't decide what to do about him.
After several seconds of debate, Zoey took a reluctant step back, her brows creasing as she looked away from him. “You know what I have to do. You’re a demon! Even worse, you’re one of the Saja Boys! You guys literally tried to destroy the world, like a month ago! I can’t just let you walk away!” Who was she trying to convince, Mystery or herself?
“I’m not trying to excuse my actions, but when you spend hundreds of years being tortured by someone who has access to your every thought and memory, you find you’re willing to do anything to make that stop. If we succeeded in defeating Huntrix, we were all going to be freed of his voices.” Reaching out tentatively, Mystery cupped her cheek with his hand. His skin was cold to the touch and felt amazing against her flushed cheek. “Now that you all defeated Gwi-Ma, we have control of our souls once more. So instead of judging me based upon my actions when I was under someone else's control, why don't you get to know me for who I really am, and then pass your judgment?”
Zoey couldn't tell if his words actually made sense, or if he was using his demon abilities to sway her decision. Regardless, his words sounded so sweet to her ears. Zoey wanted nothing more than to believe the gorgeous demon standing before her might have a seed of good in him. Rumi proved that not all demons were bad, so it was possible that Mystery wasn't as wicked as she had first thought. Deep down, she wanted to believe that more demons could be good at their core, just like Rumi.
The only way to find out was to give him a chance.
Sighing loudly, Zoey placed a hand on her hip before fixing her gaze upon him, “Alright then, I'm listening,” she began, sounding much more confident than she felt, “Tell me who you are, Mystery Saja.” The mysterious smirk that overtook his expression had Zoey immediately second-guessing herself.
“I can do more than just tell you,” his voice was filled with a promise that her body yearned to discover.
“How?” The question slipped past her lips before she had the chance to think better of it. The smirk he wore grew, as his hand reached up to do the unthinkable… He pushed his hair up and away from his face, revealing the masterpiece beneath. Mystery was by far the most attractive man she had ever set her eyes on. She'd only seen his eyes once before, during their fight, and they had been glowing yellow at the time. Now, without the influence of his demon side, his eyes were black as coal. Zoey understood why he had to keep his face covered, there is no way Abby could keep his title as the “sexy” one, if Mystery went around flaunting his looks.
“You said that I was just your type right?” A blush of embarrassment flooded her cheeks as her past confession was brought back to light.
“Whaaat? I mean, haha, maaaybe I said something along those lines but who knows if that's actually what I said or not?” Zoey tried her best to deflect between her nervous laughter, as she spoke Mystery began stepping closer once more. Only this time Zoey immediately began taking steps back. He was way too hot for her to think clearly around. She had to find a way to put distance between them and-
Zoey felt the cold press of something solid against her back and realized she had no further room to escape. She had just successfully gotten herself pinned against the wall of the stairwell entrance, Mystery’s arms closing her in as they were placed on each side of her head. With nowhere else to look, Zoey was forced to meet his eyes once more. Her heart skipped a beat at the sincere look she found within their dark depths.
“Trust me, that's exactly what you said. Which is why I didn't think you would mind me showing you ‘who I am’ this way,” as his words trailed off, his right hand rose from the wall, coming to cup the back of her neck. Slowly, obviously giving her time to stop him, Mystery pulled her close until they were nose to nose. Gazing into his eyes, Zoey watched as flecks of vibrant yellow began to slowly overtake his dark irises. Within seconds his eyes had gone fully demonic, something about the sight sent a rush of heat racing towards a very intimate area. Unable to handle the way his gaze was making her feel, Zoey let her eyes fall shut.
That's when she felt the gentle brush of his lips against hers. The touch was so light she almost thought she had imagined it, but when his lips pressed against her again, firmer this time, there was no mistaking it. Mystery was kissing her and she was letting him. More than that, she was enjoying it! Not caring to hold herself back any longer, Zoey leaned into him, wrapping her arms around his neck and deepening the kiss. She felt Mystery groan against her lips in response to her eagerness. The knee-weakening sound encouraged her to swipe her tongue across his bottom lip. Mystery reciprocated with his own eagerness; opening his mouth to her, allowing her tongue to slip inside and begin its exploration. Zoey felt his canines rake against her tongue as she moved inside his mouth. It was her turn to moan into his mouth, which appeared to be his breaking point.
The hand clasping her neck tightened as his other came to grip her waist, pulling her so close, Zoey could feel the length of him pressing against her stomach. Mystery's tongue tangled with hers, trying to push his way into her mouth. Though she wasn't opposed to that happening, Zoey resisted, wanting to see his reaction. To her surprise, the hand at the back of her neck fisted in her hair and tugged her head back. The sudden movement made her gasp and Mystery took the opportunity to force his way into her mouth. The feeling of him moving around inside her, the aggressive way his tongue warred with hers nearly had her eyes rolling back.
Zoey's whole body protested when Mystery pulled away from her. It wasn't until she heard her own deep intake of breath, that Zoey realized he'd broken the kiss so she could catch her breath. Zoey opened her mouth to complain, but was cut short as a whimper made its way up her throat when Mystery began trailing wet kisses along her jaw. Threading her fingers through his silken lavender hair, Zoey tugged him closer all but begging him to continue.
Zoey's knees almost gave out when Mystery's tongue traced up the hollow of her ear before sucking her lobe between his teeth. She both felt and heard him chuckle against her ear as he nibbled the sensitive flesh. “I can't wait to learn every spot that makes you feel that way,” he groaned against her ear, and Zoey found she couldn't wait either.
“Then hurry up, why don't you?” Zoey practically growled out, earning her another laugh, this time against her neck, as his kisses began to travel down the column of her throat.
“I was hoping to take my time but if you're feeling impatient,” he paused briefly, his words dancing across her skin, “I can pick up the pace.” In one swift move, the black halter top she'd been wearing was torn from her skin, revealing her bare breasts to his hungry eyes. Zoey gasped, bringing her arms up to cover herself. Only for his hands to catch her wrist halting her movements. “Don't cover yourself,” Mystery complained, his brows furrowing as he pouted.
“You just tore my shirt off, what else did you expect me to do?”
“You told me to hurry up, so I expected you to let me speed things up. Have you changed your mind?” Mystery asked, a teasing note to his voice as he eyed her with a mischievous look. He just wanted to hear her say she wanted him to keep going despite her indecent appearance. Damn demon! Reluctantly, Zoey lowered her arms to her side, giving him full view of her breasts. Mystery wasted no time bringing his hands up to cup each of her breasts. Zoey's head rolled back to rest against the wall behind her as Mystery squeezed one of her breasts while pinching the nipple on the other side. “So perfect.” Zoey's nipples hardened at the feel of his breath. Before she could beg him to put his mouth on her again, his lips sealed around one of her nipples, drawing the sensitive nub into the warmth of his mouth.
“M-Mystery~” his name felt so good on her tongue, and somewhere in the back of her mind, she looked forward to moaning it more. Mystery seemed to enjoy hearing his name on her lips just as much as she enjoyed saying it, moaning around her other breast while he sucked it into his mouth. Zoey couldn't stop herself from looking down at him, a whimper leaving her when his eyes met hers as his tongue swirled her nipple between his sharp teeth. The sight caused something inside her to snap.
Zoey placed a hand against Mystery’s chest and shoved him back with as much force as she could muster, causing him to fall to the ground. Zoey wasted no time crawling onto his lap and straddling him. With confident hands, Zoey took hold of the bulge she felt straining against his pants. “I'm really hoping this will have something to do with ‘showing me who you are’” Zoey mused, looking up at him from beneath her lashes. Mystery nodded his head with such enthusiasm Zoey couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her.
“That's not the reaction someone hopes for after admitting they want to be intimate with you,” Mystery grumbled looking up at her with a deadpan expression, a small pout upon his lips. The sight had another fit of giggles erupting from her, which resulted in Mystery surging up and slamming his mouth to hers. His tongue quickly pushed past her lips claiming her mouth in a bruising kiss. Just when she was starting to enjoy it, he pulled away, settling her with a glare. “Are you done laughing at me now?” Zoey placed a finger upon her chin in mock thought.
“Hmm, I don't know… Do I get kissed like that if I do it again?”
“You'll get even more than that, if you don't.” Zoey pretended to contemplate her options, during her silent musing Mystery distracted himself by trailing slow kisses along her shoulder. The feeling of his lips against her skin was intoxicating. Within seconds Zoey was losing track of what she'd been doing, focusing solely on the warmth rippling throughout her body each time his lips met her skin.
Her enjoyment was cut short when she felt his lips leave her body without immediately returning. Zoey opened her eyes, which she realized had closed as she reveled in his attention, looking down to see why he'd stopped. She was met with smoldering yellow eyes that started at her unblinkingly. “W-what?” She stammered, her voice a breathless whisper.
“I want to taste you,” though it was said as a statement, Zoey could hear the question behind his words. He wanted her permission before continuing further, the considerate gesture had her heart melting. At a loss for words, Zoey nodded enthusiastically in response. It was Mystery’s turn to chuckle at her eagerness. Zoey moved to swat at him but was caught off guard when Mystery took hold of her waist, reclining back until he was laying on the rooftop. Once he was situated he pulled her up his torso.
“Woah, wait a second! What are you-”
“You heard what I said,” came his muffled reply as he placed her directly over top of his face. Zoey had no time to think before he was hiking up her green checkered skirt and tearing a hole in the stockings she wore beneath. Leaving only her black lace underwear between his mouth and her most intimate area. Zoey expected him to either push aside the sheer fabric or tear it off completely. However, he did neither, choosing instead to drag his tongue along her center through the lacey material. The touch was light and teasing and nowhere near enough.
Zoey huffed in frustration as she felt him repeat the motion, her panties continuing to keep her from fully feeling his actions. She tried to push her hips up towards the warmth of his mouth, whimpering when his fingers dug into her hips in warning. Refusing to give up, Zoey reached down to weave her fingers in his hair, trying in vain to pull him closer to the ache building between her thighs.
Finally deciding to give in to her desperation, Mystery moved one of his hands from her hips and peeled the black lace away from her heat. Zoey watched as he slid the thin garment down her legs before quickly shoving it into his pocket. When his eyes returned to hers, she found they were filled with a tenderness that sent butterflies racing through her entire body. “In three-hundred years of existence, you are by far the most beautiful creature I’ve ever set my eyes on.”
Zoey opened her mouth to respond, only to have a loud moan rush past her lips instead. Mystery’s tongue laved at her dripping core. His eyes watched her intently, never once breaking contact as he thoroughly tasted her. His tongue greedily licked at her slit, stopping every so often to draw the sensitive nub between his lips, sucking at the bundle of nerves while flicking it with his tongue. The sensation was earth-shattering and it took all of her concentration to not fall apart right then and there.
Zoey was nearly undone when she felt his tongue push up inside her. She was helpless to stop her hips from grinding down against his face in an attempt to feel him deeper. As if sensing her need; Mystery moved his hands to her ass, pulling her further down his tongue, eliciting a lewd whimper from her. Zoey barely had time to recover before she was sucking in a breath at the dull sting she felt against her clit. She didn't have to look to know he was using his teeth to stimulate the sensitive nub. The combination of pain and pleasure was enough to send her over the edge. Zoey fisted her hands in Mystery’s hair, holding him firmly between her trembling legs as she rode out her orgasm.
It felt like minutes before she was finally able to think clearly again. Zoey had experienced an orgasm or two in her life but nothing like this, nothing like him. It made the whole experience feel new again. Which wasn’t necessarily untrue, this WAS her first time having a demon go down on her. Maybe that explained why it felt so much better than she remembered. The feeling of Mystery lifting her from his face pulled Zoey from her thoughts. She frowned down at him, disappointed to see he was stopping so soon.
Mystery rose to a sitting position, settling her atop his lap. Glowing yellow eyes meeting her deep brown ones as their gazes locked. Zoey felt one of his hands reach around her head, pulling her closer until their lips met once more. She could taste the tangy flavor of herself lingering on his tongue, and in a moment of confidence, Zoey sucked his tongue between her lips.
The taste of his saliva and her cum mingled together, leaving an erotic taste in her mouth. Mystery growled against her lips, hastily pulling at his pants causing her to giggle against his lips. The feeling of something warm and smooth slapping against her ass had Zoey freezing. She’d been anticipating him potentially being larger than the few other men she’d been with, him being a demon and all, and Zoey could feel her suspicions had been correct.
A hand on her cheek brought her focus back to Mystery’s gorgeous face. He watched her with narrowed eyes, worry evident in their depths, “We don't have to go any further if you don't want to.” His comforting words were all the reassurance she needed.
“Do you really think I’m letting you walk away without finishing what you started?” Zoey asked seductively, reaching behind her to grip his cock firmly in her hand. Mystery’s head dropped back against the rooftop as he groaned.
“Fuck, I hope not,” he replied, watching her through half-lidded eyes. Deciding to take the initiative, Zoey rose to her knees, inching backwards until she could see his cock lin- Zoey’s mouth fell open at the sight below her. His length was illuminated by his patterns, giving her a perfect view of the smooth ridges that traced up both sides of his shaft.
Zoey never considered herself to be a lustful girl. She'd been an idol for years now and never once had an issue going without sex or intimacy. Staring at Mystery’s throbbing, ribbed cock, Zoey had a feeling that was about to change. Without any thought towards protection or consequences, Zoey nudged her dripping entrance with the head of his cock.
Their eyes locked with one another as Zoey rubbed his tip against her clit, smearing his pre-cum across her swollen bud. She watched in amazement as his canines began to lengthen into two tusk-line fangs. His patterns spread up his neck until they reached his face. Their purple illumination made his handsome features even more hauntingly attractive. His slitted pupils were gone, replaced by large dilated ones that stared at her drunkenly. “Zoey, I can't wait anymore.”
Suddenly clawed hands were gripping her ass and he was thrusting up into her. Zoey's eyes rolled back as she felt her entrance stretch over each ridge of his shaft, until he was fully seated inside her. His lips were on hers immediately, kissing her deeply while he guided her up and down his length.
It took mere seconds for Mystery to find his rhythm, steadily controlling their pace. He swapped between kissing her swollen lips and sucking at her breasts as he pumped into her. Zoey could see several patches of skin that were beginning to redden from his attention. Hickies were completely taboo for Idols, if someone were to catch her with any the tabloids would have a field day.
“M-Mystery, w-wait… you can't leave marks… people will see.” Her words caused him to settle a simpering look upon her, all the while continuing to suck and swirl his tongue around her nipple. It took nearly half a minute before he decided to answer her, releasing her breast with a lewd pop.
“I don't imagine anyone will be looking at your chest, and if they do they won't be living for long to talk about it. So it shouldn't be a problem as long as I keep the marks out of sight.” Zoey knew she should reprimand him for his threat, but something about his possessiveness had her insides clenching around him. Of course he didn't miss a beat, thrusting his cock into her while shooting her a devilish grin. “And it feels like you don't mind me marking you as mine either.”
“Fine, but I mean it, keep them out of sight! Don't make me banish you back to the demon realm!” Zoey warned in a playful tone.
“Do you really want to threaten me like that?” Mystery asked in a dangerously low voice, fully unsheathing his cock from inside her. Zoey instantly whimpered at the loss of him filling her, looking down at him with pleading eyes.
Suddenly things were shifting and Mystery was maneuvering her onto her hands and knees. “You'll be missing out too if you send me back.” Using his knees, he spread her legs apart making room for himself behind her. Mimicking her earlier actions, Mystery dragged the head of his cock up and down her dripping slit. “Still think you want to banish me?”
“No,” she admitted breathlessly. Zoey tried repeatedly to press back against him each time his tip passed over her entrance, failing each time. She needed him back inside her, filling her up, sending her over the edge again and again.
“What do you want then?” His voice was like a call in the dark, an answer to her unspoken needs.
“I need you inside me.”
“My tongue? My fingers? Tell me what you want me to do, Zoey.” There was a part of her that both loved and hated the way he teased her. Making her spell out exactly what she wanted from him. Forcing her to voice her dirtiest desires. But what was a girl to do?
“Your cock! I want you to use your cock and fuck me till I'm dripping wi-” Zoey’s sentence was cut short as Mystery placed his hands on her hips and slammed into her from behind. The new angle had him pushing into her deeper than before and Zoey couldn't get enough of it. With each reverberation of his hips slapping against her ass, Zoey could feel her discipline vanish. There was no way she could go back to a life of no intimacy after what he was doing to her. It wasn't possible.
As Mystery continued his relentless place, Zoey’s arms grew tired until she could no longer continue holding herself up. Sliding down to ease some of the weight off of her arms, Zoey moved so that her head and torso were on the ground but her ass was still up in the air for him. Using her hands to leverage herself, Zoey began to push her ass back against him, meeting his hips thrust for thrust. The beat of their skin slapping together, mixed the wet sound of his cock ramming into her, along with their combined moans, came together to make the most erotic melody. It was more than just music to her ears, it was music to her soul. It was an odd feeling to try to put words to but she could feel a part of herself, not physically, but spiritually mingling together with Mystery. Almost like their souls were touching. Zoey had no idea what the sensation was, and she currently didn't care to think about it.
Zoey felt Mystery place his hands on her shoulders, gently pulling her back until she was flush with his chest. Using his left hand Mystery turned her face towards his, crashing his lips against hers as he continued to buck his hips upwards. With his right hand, he pinched and played with her nipples. It felt like he was everywhere. Consuming her: body, mind, and soul. With his hand fondling her chest and both his tongue and cock moving around inside her, Zoey felt her climax approaching.
As if sensing her impending release, Mystery wrapped both of his arms around her. He pulled her tightly against his chest as he pumped his cock into her. Just as she could feel herself tumbling over the edge, Zoey felt him begin to throb inside her, signaling his release as well. Zoey didn't think it was possible but she could feel each heavy spurt of cum released inside her. She didn't know if it was a demon thing or a Mystery thing, but it took longer than she expected for him to finish unloading inside her.
The moment he pulled out, Zoey could immediately feel his cum spilling out of her. Reaching down between her legs, Zoey could feel his cum dripping down her thighs. “Is that normal?” Zoey asked, throwing him a bewildered stare.
“When a demon is extremely aroused, yes,” he answered with a fiendish smirk. “I'm more than happy to show you again, if you'd like?” Despite how tempting his offer sounded, Zoey knew she had an event to return to. However, that wasn't going to stop her from making future plans.
“I think I'll have to take you up on that offer. I'm not entirely convinced a demon such as yourself can be trusted to remain in the human world without feasting on someone's soul,” Zoey answered over her shoulder, righting her clothes so that she was presentable once more. She was still missing her panties but there was a part of her that enjoyed knowing he was walking around with them in his pocket.
“The only one I'm interested in feasting on, is you,” he whispered against the shell of her ear, having come up behind her. Zoey found she couldn't wait for the next time he decided to ‘feast’ on her. “But I'm more than happy to show you I can be a good boy as many times as you deem necessary.” Turning to look him in the eyes, Zoey reached up on her tip-toes and placed a quick kiss to his irresistible lips before smiling up at him brightly.
“How about you get me back down to my event and we can discuss how you can prove you're a good boy later?” Shooting her a knee-weakening smile, Mystery returned her kiss before encircling her waist and teleporting them through a haze of red smoke.
They re-appeared moments later on the rooftop of one of the buildings near her signing table. Seeing the crowd that had amassed in her absence, Zoey groaned outwardly knowing she was in for an earful. Not only was the staff and Bobby going to get upset with her, but considering what happened, Mira and Rumi were likely going to be furious. Well maybe not Rumi, so much is Mira. Regardless, her decision to have sex, and likely continue having sex, with Mystery was likely going to have consequences. However, as Zoey kissed the lavended-haired demon one last time before descending to the ground, she found she was more than happy to accept those consequences.
Afterall, Zoey now knew without a doubt, there were more good demons out there besides Rumi. In that brief moment when her soul had touched Mystery’s, she'd been able to feel his deep rooted desire to be free of the Demon realm. To live in harmony with humans, with her, and she wanted nothing more than to do the same with him. With a new air of confidence Zoey returned to her signing table, more than ready to embark on the new journey she had just begun.