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deep | l.h. (mermaid!luke)

I totally meant to post this for Halloween and failed to do so. I hope everyone still enjoys it! It’s cheesy and cute and smutty, so there’s your warning on that! Gimme all the feedback please! Love you beans!

“My soul is full of longing for the secret of the sea, and the heart of the great ocean sends a thrilling pulse through me.”

Every summer for as long as she could remember, Sabina had been coming to her family’s east coast beach house. And every year, he was always there.

The first time she had seen Luke, and what he really was, she was sitting alone on the beach, watching the stars and listening to the waves. Sabina hated when her parents forced her to leave her friends for the entire summer so she usually found herself sitting alone in the sand.

She did have to admit she loved the smell of the air at the beach. It was refreshing. Sweet in a way. It made her sweaty skin prickle with goosebumps and her ashy colored hair whip around her face wildly. She liked the way the waves sounded when they crashed against the rocks and the way the moon played and bounced all over the water.

This particular night however, Sabina had put on her favorite dress and sat herself in the shallow water. She didn’t know why, but she needed to. Her warm honey-colored eyes drifted shut and she laid completely flat, floating on her back in the water. Time slipped away, she had no idea how long she had been floating there, not particularly caring much until a particularly big wave pushed her body and broke her from her trance. Sabina lifted her head and looked around, immediately seeing that she had floated extremely far away from the beach, it was barely visible in the moonlight anymore. Panic began to set in as she thrashed her arms and legs, tired and scared whimpers leaving her lips as she started swimming back.

How would she ever make it back to the beach? Sabina felt like she had been swimming for hours and she wasn’t getting anywhere. Her arms and legs beginning to ache. There was no one around for miles and she knew she couldn’t call for help. Even with face being soaked with ocean water, she could still feel the hot tears running down her cheeks.

Sabina’s arms became more and more tired and weak. The waves getting bigger and more difficult to scale. She started dipping under the water, forcing herself back up to spit out the overly salty water. Her lungs ached as she coughed. Just as she started to feel dizzy and slip beneath the surface of the water again, Sabina felt a pair of arms wrap around torso and pull her up. She was barely conscious as she was dragged up onto the sandy beach again.

At that moment, Sabina had never been kissed. She had no idea that the first time someone else’s lips would be on hers, it would be to save her life. The softest lips came down onto hers, breathing magic into her lungs and making her whole body sit up swiftly. She coughed up water and grabbed at her chest, looking around frantically for her savior. But no one was there, she was alone. Out of pure fear, Sabina got to her feet on shaky legs and took off running towards her family’s beach house as quickly as she could.

When the morning sun poured into her bedroom window and the seagulls started cawing loudly, Sabina knew she had to get out of bed and face the day. She had hoped to sleep all day and not be forced to think of the events of the night before. How had she gotten back onto the beach? Who had saved her life? Her curiosity was getting the better of her, and without a second thought, she decided to go back to beach again tonight to try and find them. At the very least, she owed them a thanks.

When her parents stumbled into their bedroom, another bottle of wine in hand, Sabina quickly made her way out of the sliding glass door and down the back stairs that lead to the beach. She walked with her bare feet in the wet sand while the water lapped gently around her ankles. She wasn’t exactly rushing back into the water, but she felt the need to be close to it in some way still. The water was eerily calm tonight, only small ripples moved outwards on the moon lit water. And maybe that’s what made it so easy for Sabina to see the movement from the corner of her eye. She squinted out at the water as a splash settled back into the water. Something was out there.

In a rush, she quickly tossed her shoes up onto the beach and waded farther out into the water, letting it come up to her waist before she stopped. Sabina waited, but didn’t see any other movements.

“Is someone there?” She spoke the words quietly, not feeling the need to yell into the quiet night. She looked around, the palms of her hands touching the tops of the water. Then another splash came from her right, causing Sabina to swing around, only to catch the tips of two rather large fins sinking below the water once again. “Please.” She said, her voice shaking slightly. “I just wanted to thank you for saving my life.”

“I’m glad to see you’re alright.” A deep voice said from her other side, catching Sabina off guard and making her stumble with a dramatic screech. Strong hands pulled Sabina back onto her feet. When she was settled she opened her eyes to face the person in front of her.

His head was tilted to the side as he eyes her curiously. Wet, blonde curls sticking to his forehead as beads of water ran down his cheeks and over his lips. His shoulders were so broad and the muscles of his arms were thick. Sabina had no idea what to say. She couldn’t even remember how to talk anymore.

“I…who are you?” She finally managed.

“Luke.” He said gently. He slid just the slightest bit closer to her then, the space between the two of them almost disappearing completely. “And you?”

“Sab…Sabina.” She cleared her throat and rubbed at her eyes a few times. “I’m sorry, I’m just trying to decipher if this is actually happening.”

“It’s okay. Take your time. You’ve been through a lot.” He moves back slightly to give her more space.

“Can I ask why you’re out here in the middle of the ocean, Luke?” She bit into her bottom lip, watching him carefully as a crooked smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.

“Will you really be making me say it out loud?” He laughed softly and met Sabina’s eyes again. She hadn’t realized just how blue they were until that moment. Only the ocean itself compared.

“Are you…a merman?” Sabina couldn’t believe she was actually speaking the words out loud.

“I suppose you could call me that.” Luke leaned back to float on his back and let his tail push above the water. “Most of us prefer ocean nymphs” He shrugged.

“A nymph?” Sabina’s thick brows scrunch together in confusion.

“Descendants of them, I’m not an original by any means.” Luke smiled again, moving his tail back into the water.

“Right…” Sabina found herself with millions of thoughts rushing through her mind, a shiver spreading throughout her entire body.

“You’re cold? We should get you out of the water.” Luke started swimming towards the beach, looking back over his shoulder. “Come on then, starfish. You’ll catch a cold.”

Sabina shook off the shock again, wading through the water until her body was completely out of it. She turned towards Luke, seeing him sitting against the sand in the shallowest part of the water, his gorgeous tail glimmering in the moonlight. The scales were every shade of blue and green with bits of shiny silver poking between them. It looked someone had found all the worlds most beautiful gems and gathered them there on Luke’s tail. It was one of the most beautiful things she had ever seen, next to the boy it was attached to. When her eyes finally landed back in his face, he was already looking at her with a wide smile on his face.

“Do you want to touch it?” He asked.

“I’m sorry?” Sabina almost choked, her eyes shooting open widely.

“My tail, starfish. Would you like to touch it?” He sat up a little straighter and put his hand out for her to take. Sabina was surprised by how quickly she put her hand into his and let him guide her down to sit next to his side. She pulled her lip between teeth, looking up to look for more reassurance. “Go ahead. I’d never hurt you.”

Reluctantly at first, Sabina brushed her fingertips over Luke’s colorful scales and as she did, they started to glow. She pulled her hand back quickly, afraid she had done something wrong.

“What was that?” She said, her hand covering her mouth in amazement.

“Just my body betraying me.” Luke said, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Betraying you how?” Sabina raised and inquiring eyebrow.

“It means I like when you touch me.” Luke reached for her hand, gently bringing it back and pressing her palm to the scales again. They lit up once more, the greens and blues turning warm as Sabina moved her fingers over the vast expanse of Luke’s tail. Sabina’s cheeks heated as she continued watching the scales glow under her touch.

“Beautiful.” She said mostly to herself.

That was only the first of many meetings. Sabina went down to the beach every night that summer and fours summers after to see Luke. Over those years, things between them grew from a budding friendship into a full blown love story. She would never forget the way his lips tasted of salt and sent a chill down her spine that settled in the pit of her stomach. His hair grew out longer, the curls becoming more and more wild each summer that she saw him.

This summer, was different. Sabina wasn’t sure if there would be anymore summers after this one. She was done with high school and would leaving for college in a few months. Her heart ached to break this type of news to Luke. She loved him. She had been in love with him for years and the months and months that she wasn’t here were the purest form of torture.

When the moon finally made it’s way into the sky that first night Sabina had arrived at the beach house, she could barely keep herself from sprinting down the stairs to the beach. As soon as her feet hit the sand, she took off towards the water, sand spewing up behind her quick movements. A huge giddy smile spreads across her face as she run directly into the water.

“Luke?” She says softly, looking up at the millions of stars hanging in the sky. Sabina closes her eyes for just a moment before she feels hands touch her hips.

“There you are, starfish.” Luke’s voice sounds like butter as he whispers in her ear.

“Luke!” Sabina jumped into Luke’s arms, wrapping her own tightly around his neck. Luke buries his face into her neck and breathes her in. All these months she’s been gone and somehow becoming more beautiful each time she returns to him.

They stay wrapped around each other a moment longer before Luke pulls away slightly so his lips can be angled onto hers. She was so soft. So delicate. Until things got heated that is. Sabina’s fingers immediately went into the messy curls on his head, relishing in the feeling of the wet strands. Their tongues swiped against each other softly at first, mostly lips as they remembered the way the other tasted again.

“I love you.” Luke said as he held her face in his hands, brushing his thumbs over her heated cheeks.

“I love you.” Sabina said right back. She never felt more confident saying anything else. “I missed you so much.”

Luke didn’t reply with words this time, but instead angled her head so he could connect their swollen lips again. He swallowed all the little sighs and moans that slipped past her lips. He would never get enough of this human girl that had stolen his heart. But there was an entire ocean keeping them apart, and it tore at his chest each and every time her family packed up and left. He had to do something to make things change.

“What are you thinking about?” Sabina asked, nipping playfully at his bottom lip, waves lightly spraying them in the face.

“Thinking that being a merman is extremely inconvenient right now.” Luke sighed. All the ways that he wanted to be with Sabina just weren’t possible if he was this way.

“Ocean nymph, baby.” Sabina teased, kissing his bare shoulder, leaning back against the sand as Luke moved up her body holding himself above her.

“Is that all you gathered from that sentence, starfish?” He smiled, lowering down until his lips pressed to her chest. Luke made a sweet line of kisses own the valley of her breasts until he reached the neckline of her tank top that was covering her. Sabina released a shaky breath as her skin heated.

“It’s okay. I don’t mind…” She sighed contently when Luke pulled down the material of the flimsy tank top just enough to get his lips on the swell of her breasts.

“I do, Sabina. I want…I want you. I want to find a way.” Luke stopped his kisses and moved to look her in the eyes.

“Don’t you think we’ve thought of every way possible over the years?” Sabina asked, sitting up on her elbows.

“We just haven’t thought of the right way yet. Are you giving up?” Luke looked lost as he looked down at her now, making her heart lurch in her chest.

“I just…I’m done with high school now. I don’t know when I’ll be back here again after this summer.” Sabina’s voice shook and her eyes couldn’t bear to meet Luke’s now.

“Seriously? That’s how you’re going to do this?” Luke pushes away, his tail glinting in the moonlight as he moves back towards the water.

“How else would you have me do it, Luke? Is there an easy way to tell you?” Sabina could feel the tears wanting to betray her but she held them off for a moment.

“Do you love me?” He asked, hurt dripping from his words and all over his face.

“Yes.” Sabina tried to move towards him, but he only moved farther back until he was submerged in the water.

“Then I think you know the answer.” Luke slipped beneath the waves, his tail glinting off the moon one more time before disappearing completely and leaving Sabina there to sort through her thoughts alone.

Sabina sat alone in her parents beach house for three days with no word from Luke. She walked down to the beach every night to wait for him but he never showed. She even walked to other parts of the beach in hopes that he was just brooding somewhere.

But she had hurt him. The words hadn’t come out right when she admitted what the future possibly held for her. She didn’t consider how upset he would be.

The early morning sun was peeking through the beach themed curtains of the living room as Sabina sipped her hazelnut coffee and stared out the window at the ocean. She was alone of course, her parents having taken a trip into the city for a party or two this weekend. But just as she was about to wrap her fluffy robe tighter around her body and head out on the deck, there was a soft knock on the door of the beach house.

Sabina knew that she wasn’t expecting anyone but the knocks came again a little faster and headed towards the door. She undid the lock and slowly opened the door. And there on the other side, stood someone who looked exactly like Luke. Except this couldn’t be Luke. This person had legs in place of his beautiful tail. Her eyes raked up and down him over and over but her mind couldn’t process what she was seeing.

“Hey there, starfish.” He finally spoke. His voice sounded just like Luke’s. Wait…did he just call her starfish?

“You…how…Luke?” Sabina’s chest rose and fell rabidly, all oxygen attempting to leave her lungs.

“It’s me. I promise it’s me.” He stepped forward, wobbling slightly as his big hands cupped her cheeks.

“How?” She breathed. Her hands grasping at his shirt trying to anchor herself to the earth before she floated away.

“Does that part really matter? I’m here, on land…with you.” Luke’s tall frame bent down to press his forehead against hers, his wild curls tickling her cheeks. And for this moment, Sabina couldn’t think of anything that mattered more than the fact that he was here, so she smiled, tears falling down her face as she jumped into his arms.

Not quite an expert on his new legs yet, Luke stumbled and fell onto the floor with Sabina landing on top of him. Both of them laughing and moving into position to kiss the other. When the kiss happened, it was more intense than any other kiss they had shared before. This was a whole new type of kiss. It was full of all the lust that Luke had been holding back before when he knew there wasn’t much he could do with it before.

“Come upstairs?” Sabina finally said against his mouth.

“Stairs?” Luke said wearily.

“I’ll help you, ocean nymph.” She stood on her feet and helped him do the same. She laced her fingers between Luke’s and pulled him to the stairs where they stopped for a moment.

“You first…” Luke said.

“Like this, Lu.” Sabina walked up a few of the stairs, the bottom of her fluffy robe just barely covering the globes of her ass. Luke’s head fell to the side as he stared. Sabina shook her head, turning around to face him. “Will you be coming up the stairs, or just staring at my ass from the bottom?”

“Could you maybe just do it once more?” Luke teased, moving to the bottom of the stairs, making Sabina laughed loudly and descend two of the stairs, making them the same height for a moment.

“Shall I motivate you?” Her nose bumped against his, their mouths barely touching as she undid the knot of her robe, pushing it off her shoulders and letting it fall onto the stairs. Luke immediately lunged forward to kiss her and get his hands on her skin.

“I am…” Luke looked down at the tight confines the pants he was wearing had become. “Very motivated.” He pressed another kiss to her waiting lips, Sabina hummed, moving up a few stairs until they’re lips couldn’t reach each other anymore.

“Come on then.” She turned, making her way up the rest of the stairs. Luke loved the way her body moved more than anything.

He put one foot in front of the other rather slowly when he first started. Sabina was currently not in sight, seeming to have slinked into one of the bedrooms at the top of the steps.

“Luke?” She said playfully.

“Almost got it.” He replied.

“You’ll be happy to know that I’m naked now.” She teased, a small giggle following the statement. Luke started moving faster, tripping over the last three stairs, making Sabina laugh even harder as he scrambled into her bedroom, lifting his arms to clumsily pull off his shirt.

“Fuck, sorry. I made it.” His eyes found her lying against the light purple sheets of her bed, sprawled out completely naked, just as she said she was. “Fucking hell.” He breathed.

“Don’t just stand there. Come touch me.” Sabina lifted her arms and stretched out her body, letting Luke see every part of her that he had dreamed about for all these years. Her curves were soft and painfully sinful.

“I swear, I’d do absolutely anything you asked me to.” Luke said, moving towards the bed. Once he had reached it, he kneed up onto the mattress making Sabina shift slightly as she kept her eyes on him.

“Please come here.” Her legs dropped open slightly, inviting him to fit himself between them. As he did so, their hips pressed into each other and it was a sensation Luke didn’t ever think he would feel.

“Shit.” His eyes fell down to where their body’s were pressed together, moving his hip back and forth so that he was rubbing against Sabina’s body just right.

“Keep doing that.” Sabina moaned quietly, her eyes falling shut.

“This?” Luke sat up slightly, grabbing the backs of her knees and pulling roughly, pressing her bare pussy closer to his clothed crotch.

“More, Lu.” She sighed, her hands reaching out for him blindly until she was able to find his shoulders.

“This, starfish?” This time, Luke used his pointer finger to drag through the soaked folds of her pussy. Sabina’s back instantly rose up off the mattress with a moan.

“God yes.” Luke touched the soft skin of her hips and stomach, memorizing the feeling. He wanted to commit every part of her to memory. His longer fingers came back to dip inside her, making her moan again.

“I wonder…” Luke whispered, another finger joining the first and dipping inside her, “how many could you take?” Sabina was falling apart as Luke moved his fingers in and out at steady and deep pace. When he pressed his thumb against her clit and moved it in tight circles, she came completely undone, saying his name over and over until the rush passed over her.

“Why was that time so much better than any other time I’ve had your fingers inside me?” Sabina smiled as she came down from her orgasm.

“Maybe because this time, I get to bury my cock inside you afterwards.” Luke wrapped his arms around Sabina’s middle and pulled her up until she was straddling his thighs.

“I didn’t think I could love your dirty talk more.” She teased, fingers finding their way into his curls as they kissed again.

“I love you.” Luke said, the mood shifting slightly, Sabina’s heart swelling in her chest.

“I love you.” She told him.

“No more waiting. Okay? We’ve waited long enough all these years.” Luke moved her hands from his hair down to the button of his jeans.

“No more waiting.” Sabina repeated, undoing the button and pulling the down the zipper in one quick motion. Luke laid back against the bed, keeping her straddled on his waist as he pulled off the jeans he was wearing. His cock was so hard he had no idea how he was going to last even a second.

“I want to be inside you so bad, baby.” He practically moaned.

“Whoever gave you this, was not messing around.” Sabina motioned towards his cock with a wink.

“Lets not talk about that right now, okay?” Luke encouraged her to move off of his hips and lay on the bed.

Sabina could feel wetness dripping down her thighs as spread her legs open on the bed again. Luke moved back between her legs, their hips meeting and the head of his cock pushing through her folds. Both of them moaning into the others mouth.

“Please, Luke.” Sabina begged, and Luke would never make her wait. He moved his hips forward until he was pushing deep inside her. The more he stretched her out, the more he knew he was never going to last.

“You’re okay, starfish?” Luke touched his thumb to her bottom lip when her mouth feel open in pleasure.

“Yes.” She breathed, her nails digging slightly into the soft flesh of his back. Luke felt his magic heat inside him as his hips started to find a rhythm. He knew if he still had his tail it would be glowing like crazy in this moment.

They were tangled together, kissing and loving each other until time started to stand still. There was nothing else…no one else but them. Sabina’s hands wondered Luke’s broad back, her legs wrapping around his hips and pulling him closer, urging him deeper. Luke kissed Sabina’s collar bones and nipped at her jaw. He swiveled his hips and hit every angle that made her toes curl. The sounds that slipped past her lips were sent directly from heaven and Luke wished he could listen to them at all times.

When they finished together, stars burst behind Sabina’s eyelids. Luke’s mouth came down to hers and kissed her through their orgasms. How could anything else feel this good?

“You were amazing.” Sabina said, pushing sweaty curls away from his forehead and squeezing him tighter with her legs around his hips.

“Not bad for a newbie?” Luke smiled, his breathing still uneven.

“Not bad for an ocean nymph, I’d say.” She teased. Luke’s face fell little.

“I love you, little starfish.” Luke kissed her lips and the tip of her nose.

“I love you too.” Sabina replied, soaking in the moment and letting Luke’s weight fall against her until they both fell asleep in the late afternoon sun.

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Hellion (Demon!Ashton)

Hello sweet babies. This is the beginning of a supernatural series I’m going to be writing. The worlds are going to intertwine a bit, and you’ll see how thats going to work :)) I loved writing this so much and I hope everyone enjoys it as much as I do. It’s 9k words that im very proud of.

warnings: a bit of violence but thats about it, a small mention of alcohol use

Ivy Jane was what most people would consider a prodigy.

She began her career as an artist at the young age of 14. She painted, sculpted, welded, and drew like nothing anyone had ever seen. It didn’t seem possible for someone so young to have perfected their talent in such a short span of time. But she seemed to be the exception.

She sold her pieces for large amounts of money, far more money than any teenager should be able to get their hands on. But she was alone, thrown into the system as a toddler when she could no longer be cared for. She hated not having anyone to share her money with, but her success pulled her out of foster care and into her own penthouse high above New York City where her manager cared for her, or at least kept her alive so she could continue making him money. Richard was the closest thing she had to family.

But what no one knew was how Ivy Jane became such a good artist. When she was asked this question by interviewers, she simply played it off on her dark past and that she was projecting all of her teen angst into the art. But dark was only one word one might use to describe her past.

Ivy Jane made a deal. Not the type you make with a pinky promise, no this was the type of deal you made with blood. The type of deal that you make at a crossroads. The type that requires you to sell your soul to a handsome devil dressed in all black clothes. He makes 10 years sound like you’ve got all the time in the world.

“Come on then, sweetheart. What else do you need to know?” The demon asked. He was tall with broad shoulders and perfectly shaped lips.

“What happens after ten years?” Ivy asked.

“Your soul is mine, and you’ll be on your merry way to hell. But, as part of this deal I can come to you at any time for a favor.” He picks at his fingernails as if he’s bored to death.

“A favor?” She asks.

“Yes. And you’ll comply, or the deal is void and you’ll go straight to the pits with no questions asked.” He steps around her, his unhuman movements too quick for Ivy to follow, as he is suddenly about 10 feet away from her, sitting on one of the low branches of a tall oak tree.

“What’s it like in hell?” Ivy asks yet another question, driving the demon crazy.

“Listen, sweetheart, I don’t have all night. Either you take the deal or you don’t. Either way your choice isn’t going to hurt my nonexistent feelings.” He rolls his red eyes and lounges against the trunk of the tree.

She didn’t want to go back to that foster home. All she wanted was to be a famous artist, and in her fourteen year old mind, ten years of that was better than any amount of time in foster care.

“Okay.” She finally sighed. “You’ve got a deal.” Ivy put her hand out to shake his.

“Tsk tsk, sweetheart. That’s not how these things work.” The demon jumps down from the tree, his red hair that matched his eyes shining in the moonlight. He grabs her hand flipping it over so that her palm is facing upwards. “This deal requires blood.” He pulls out what appears to be a pocket knife, its silver and decorated intricately. And before she can protest, he’s slicing it across her palm, making her flinch from the pain.

Ivy can feel the blood pooling in her palm and dripping between the spaces of her fingers. The demon keeps hold of her hand, pulling out his contract and pressing her palm against it. After her blood has soaked into the paper, he throws the contract up into the air just as it bursts into flames and disappears behind a puff of smoke.

“That’s it? What now?” She asks.

“So many questions.” He rolls his eyes again and begins to walk to the center of the crossroads. “Don’t forget about my favor, Ivy Jane.” He drops his eye in a wink and then disappears. It happens so quickly that Ivy isn’t even sure she really saw him standing there at all.

Her fame began as quickly as she hoped it would. A painting that she had posted online, was suddenly getting the attention of millionaire art collectors. She had people begging for her work faster than she could create it. She thrived on the feeling of being wanted by so many people.

Richard, her manager, scooped her up and managed everything she was too busy to take care of herself. She was the most sought after artist for several years. But then everything stopped almost as quickly as it had started. She was lucky if she could sell enough to feed herself. Ivy had to move out of her penthouse and into a one bedroom apartment in much dingier part of the city. It was always impossibly noisy, making it impossible to work on anything new. Everything was falling apart even before her ten years was up and she had no idea why.

Ivy saw the demon now and then. He mostly haunted her dreams, but sometimes she would see his face in a crowd or on a random billboard as she rode the bus through the city, always making sure that she didn’t forget about him. But no matter how many times she asked, he never told her why her fame had suddenly stopped.

She was a mess, to say the least. She had turned to alcohol and practically drank herself into oblivion every night just to make life seem a little less shitty. But it didn’t matter what she did, she always woke up in the same hellhole apartment filled with half painted canvases and ashtrays filled with cigarette butts.

Tonight, Ivy found herself in the bar just around the corner from her apartment building. It was filled with smoke and the smell of cheap whiskey. She could hear the clanging of pool balls as they were hit around the tables. But she was currently having a hard time seeing straight after the bottle of vodka she had been nursing the past couple hours was suddenly half empty. The clear liquid burned her throat after each drink, but she didn’t care.

When she tried to stand up from the barstool, she stumbled and knocked over a few drinks of the people sitting beside her at the bar. Ivy didn’t stop to apologize and just kept walking towards the bathroom. She wanted to wash her face and try to sober up before she attempted to walk home.

The sink was disgusting and covered in grime and motorcycle grease, but Ivy turned on the cold water and started splashing it on her face. It wasn’t really helping at all. She straightened up slowly, closing one eye and trying to see herself in dingy old piece of glass that was being used as a mirror. And in her drunken haze, she could have sworn she saw someone in the mirror behind her. She spun around, almost falling over in the process, to see no one there. Alcohol must have been playing tricks on her tonight, but when she turned to look in the mirror he was there again, the demon, propped against the door of one of the empty stalls. This time when she spun around, he didn’t disappear, he only smiled wickedly as fear washed over her entire body.

“I see you’re doing well, sweetheart.” He stands up straight, disappearing momentarily and then reappearing right next to Ivy. “I’ve missed you.” He whispers against the shell of her ear, making her shiver uncontrollably.

“My ten years isn’t up for 6 months asshole, what the hell has been going on?” Her voice shakes a bit when she tries to back away from him.

“Whatever do you mean?” He pretends to be innocent with a smile on his face.

“No one’s bought a piece of art from me for years. Your end of the deal isn’t holding up.” Ivy stumbles a bit, reaching out to balance against the cold red bricks of the wall. She uses her arm to try and wipe the water and sweat from her face onto her leather jacket.

“I said I would make you a famous artist. I didn’t say I would make people want to buy your work or that your work would be any good. The fact that you’re washed up, isn’t my problem.” He waves her off and slowly walks around her.

“That…that’s not fair. You cheated me out of my entire life!” Ivy can feel the anger coursing through her veins and her hands ball into fists.

“You’ve spent the last nine and half years of your life as pathetically as possible. You travelled from city to city and did nothing with your time. Blaming me for your shit decisions, is just an excuse sweetheart.” His voice is deep and serious as he watches her through his round frame sunglasses.

Ivy hated knowing there was a small part of what he said that was right. She had gotten to a certain point in her life where she relied on the deal they had made to get her through, thinking that nothing could screw it up. But making her a decent human being wasn’t part of the deal. She chose to drink and party and let herself and her talent waste away. What kind of person trusts a demon anyways?

“So why are you here now?” She manages to choke out, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Remember that favor?” He wets his lips and pushes back some of his hair that had fallen on his forehead. Ivy’s stomach twisted but she nods ‘yes’. “I’ve come to collect on it, sweetheart.”

“What kind of favor are we talking about?” Ivy hiccupped, still half-drunk, but less than she was before she came in here.

“I need you to help me get to something. Something that I can’t get to on my own.” He continues to walk around her in a circle that is almost dizzying.

“There’s something the big bad demon can’t get by himself?” She hiccups again with a laugh.

“It’s Ashton, doll. Start calling me that.” He finally stops in front of her, looking over the rim of his dark sunglasses.

“You have a name?” Ivy starts to wobble on her feet, feeling dizzy.

“Yes? Why wouldn’t I?” Ashton says.

“I don’t feel so good.” She stumbles forward into Ashton’s chest, but he doesn’t move.

“Ridiculous human. Let’s get you home then.” Ashton grabs Ivy by the waist and hoists her over his shoulder.

She’s too drunk to protest, so she closes her eyes and lets him carry her out of the bar. Ivy can feel the crisp fall air of New York City practically hit her in the face just before she completely passes out in the arms of a demon.

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The next morning, or maybe it was afternoon, Ivy slowly opened her eyes. The sunlight pouring in through the sheer white curtains, stinging her eyes and making her squint to try and see around the room. She couldn’t remember much, but there were definitely some weird things happening in her dreams last night. When she tries to sit up, her head starts to spin and the room starts to tilt.

“Fucking hell.” She says to herself.

“Not quite, sweetheart.” His voice comes from the doorway, making Ivy jump practically halfway across her bed.

“You…You’re actually here?” She breathes.

“Do we really need to go through all of this again? You owe me a favor, Ivy Jane. And I’m here to collect on it. End of story.” He walks into the room, leaning across the bed balancing one hand against the mattress and the other holding out a glass of water. Ivy flinches away at first. “I’m not going to bite, sweetheart. We barely know each other.” He smiles wickedly, the dimples in his cheeks showing in a way that made Ivy’s whole face heat up.

“I suppose there’s no way I’m getting out of this?” Ivy sighs, taking the glass of water and putting it to her lips. He watches with fascination as she drinks every drop. “What are you looking at?” She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Human essentials interest me. All the things you require to function are kind of pathetic.” He sits on the edge of the bed and watches Ivy’s nose scrunch up in confusion.

“What did you say your name was again?” She shakes her head and rubs at her temples.

“Ashton.” He replies, eyes never leaving her.

“Are you going to stare at me like this all day or?” Ivy pulls the blankets up higher on her body. Ashton scoffs.

“We have a very long trip ahead of us. I suggest you shower and pack a bag.” Ashton stands up from the bed and starts to walk back towards the doorway.

“A trip? You aren’t serious?” Ivy laughs a little, nervousness evident in the sound.

“I’ll get you some food. Take a shower, you smell like a biker bar.” Ashton smirks before walking out of Ivy’s room. Ivy quietly mocks his instructions when he’s out of sight. “I can still see you, sweetheart.” Ashton says from the kitchen.

“Fucking demon.” She grumbles, flinging the blankets off of her body and standing up off the bed to stretch her dehydrated muscles.

“Heard that too.” Ashton says.

“Can you turn off your super demon hearing so I can bitch about you in peace?” Ivy shouts as she enters her bathroom and closes the door. Her back presses to it and her eyes close. She had no idea what she was in for, or what she had gotten herself into but there was no taking it back. She made a deal with a crossroads demon that could never be undone.

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“Rome?! As in Rome, Italy?! That’s where we’re going?!” Ivy whisper shouted at Ashton as they walked swiftly through the airport.

“Is there any other? Do try to keep up, sweetheart. We’re in a hurry.” Ashton’s long legs allow him to move in much faster strides than Ivy as she struggles with her suitcase and carryon bag.

“Why me?” She suddenly asks, coming to a halt. Ashton stops, turning on his heel to walk back towards Ivy.

“Because you belong to me, understand?” He says through gritted teeth.

“Don’t you have other contracts? Someone else you could get to do your bitch work?” Ivy stands her ground and doesn’t back away from him.

“Of course I do. But I prefer to torture you and only you, Ivy Jane. Now move your pretty ass, and get it onto this plane, yeah?” Ashton takes off his round frame sunglasses and looks down at her.

“Why aren’t your eyes red?” She asks, ignoring the ass comment. They were a newly gorgeous green color, one that reminded Ivy of the soft moss that covers the rocks in the woods. She didn’t hate looking at them when they were this color.

“I swear, you ask more questions than any other human.” He grumbles.

“It’s a gift.” Ivy shrugs her shoulders and begins walking towards the gate to their plane. Ashton rolls his eyes with a small smile on his face before following her onto the plane. When they find their seats, Ivy becomes curious again.

“Please don’t ask another question.” Ashton sighs.

“Why can’t you just teleport us to Rome? Would have saved some cash on these first class tickets.” Ivy reclines in her seat and relaxes her arms over her head. Ashton laughs quietly.

“Halfway across the planet is a bit far for teleporting. I’d like to make sure we get there, and don’t end up in the middle of the ocean, if that’s okay with you?” He slips his black blazer off of his shoulders and settles in his seat next to Ivy.

“Would it matter much for me? My life is practically over at this point.” Her voice didn’t show any signs of worry, and that was a little unsettling to Ashton.

“Maybe you should try to enjoy what you’ve got left, yeah? “ He doesn’t look at her.

“I’m sure this trip to Rome isn’t for vacation purposes, Ashton.” Ivy sighs.

“No, but I promise it will be better than drinking yourself to death in that bar.” His voice is serious, but he pops in some earbuds and closes his eyes. The perfect way to get her to stop asking so many questions.

Ivy watched the world by pass by her through the window of the plane. The sun was going down over New York and it was more beautiful from up here than it had ever been down there. Something about the way the oranges and reds painted the blue sky and made some of the prettiest purples Ivy had ever seen, was calming. She itched to paint it, to appreciate it just a little. But any time she felt that way, she always picked up a bottle of vodka instead, because she knew she didn’t deserve to feel good, not after what she had done.

“Champagne?” A flight attendant asked as she stopped her drink cart.

“God yes.” Ivy leaned her body over Ashton to take a glass from her.

“No, no alcohol. I need you coherent and completely focused when we get there.” Ashton plucked the glass from Ivy’s hands.

“Come on Ashton, it’s one glass.” Ivy takes the glass back and brings it to her lips, tipping the glass back completely.

She held it there a moment, and nothing came out of the glass. Ivy opened her eyes to see that the bubbly liquid that once occupied the champagne flute was completely empty of it’s contents. Ivy stared at it for a moment, and Ashton watched as her eyebrows scrunched together in confusion before she put the pieces together and understood that he had in fact, made the champagne disappear from the glass.

“No alcohol.” Ashton brings his face closer to her, Ivy’s face still scrunched up in confusion. “Your need to defy me is getting old, darling. So please just do as I say from here on out.” He says the words quietly, only loud enough for Ivy to hear.

Ivy rolls her eyes, shoving the champagne glass at Ashton before falling back into her seat with an annoyed grunt. She hated how much power this demon had over her. He literally owned her life and she had no choice but to abide by everything he asked. But as hard as Ashton tried to be a scary and intimidating demon, there was something soft about him. Something in the color of his green eyes that made him seem a bit more human and annoyingly attractive.  If Ashton was going to damn her soul to hell, maybe she shouldn’t go down easily.

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Ivy felt a weight lift off of her chest as their car drove through the cobblestone streets of Rome. It was beautiful here no matter what time of year it was. There were ropes of lights hung across the old stone buildings and a constantly busy marketplace. There was music playing in every direction and the mouth-watering smells of the endless bakeries was almost more than she could handle. The small smile on her face must have given her away.

“Enjoying yourself, Ivy Jane?” Ashton said from the driver’s seat.

“Don’t get used to it. I’ll be back to my wallowing in my own self-pity soon enough.” She turned her head slightly to watch his face. He was kind of beautiful with all the lights bouncing off his prominent jawline as they drove through the streets.

“Always looking forward to that.” He teased as they pulled up outside of what appeared to be a rather upscale hotel. “We are going to crash here for the night. Tomorrow we have a lot of work to do.” Ashton tosses the car key to a valet, like he’s done it a million times before.

Ivy waits patiently as Ashton checks them into the hotel. She kept her eyes on the gold trim and intricate designs of the architecture inside the old hotel. She wished more than anything she had a sketch pad that she could start drawing in. She never wanted to forget the way anything here looked. But while she was waiting, someone caught her eye as they walked by. He was tall, dressed completely in black, with blonde curls styled back away from his face. As soon as she saw him Ivy felt a chill consume her whole body. He was dangerously handsome, and his eyes were on her as well, smiling and biting into his bottom lip. There were two girls under his arms, laughing and not taking notice as he practically drank Ivy in. She felt uneasy under his gaze and quickly turned away to look for Ashton. It didn’t take long, because as soon as she turned her head he was right in front of her.

“You need to come with me, now.” Ashton’s jaw was tense as he grabbed onto Ivy’s wrist and pulled her towards the elevators. Once the gold colored doors shut, he had her pressed against the mirrored wall with his body, hands pressed to the mirror on either side of her head.

“Ashton…” She started to say.

“Listen closely, sweetheart. I only want to explain this once.” His mouth was dangerously close to hers, and Ivy felt herself wanting to close that little gap between them, and it made her stomach twist to think of it. “This city is heaped full of vampires. That guy down in the lobby? He was definitely one of them and he’s definitely going to tell the rest of his coven that I’m here. So now we have even less time to prepare you than I had originally planned. Understand?” Ashton’s eyes never left hers, and she could see flakes of red start to melt through his green irises. Ivy nodded yes in agreement.

Just as she finishes nodding the gold doors ding and slide open to the floor Ashton had selected. He stays looking at her a moment longer before using his inhuman speed and practically vanishing all together. Once Ivy collected herself and evened out her breathing, she found him leaning against the door of their room at the other end of the hallway.

“Are you planning on filling me on any of this? Because I feel like I know absolutely nothing about what is going on here.” Ivy walks past him and into the room. She throws her bag down on the bed only to be startled by Ashton’s sudden presence behind her.

“This favor I need…” He starts, pushing his hair back away from his forehead. “I need you to get something for me. And it requires sending you into a den of vampires with no protection.” Ashton sits on the corner of the bed and watches her face go pale.

“Do I look like the type of person who deals with vampires?! I mean we are talking about the real thing right? The blood drinking kind?!” Ivy paces the floor in front of the bed.

“If you do as I say, then you’ll likely come out of this unscathed. And if you succeed, I’ll add another 10 years to our contract.” Ashton’s elbows are rested on his knees as he looks down at his fingers that are playing with the silver rings on each of his fingers.

“What exactly do I have to do?” She stops in front of him, just a foot away as he slowly looks up at her.

“These vampires…they stole something from me. Something that I need to get back. And they’ve taken it somewhere that I can’t go.” Ashton stands up, walking over to the mini bar area and pouring some water into a cup.

“Where can’t you go?” Ivy asks, following him without even thinking.

“Holy ground. The vamps do enjoy their nightly raves in the catacombs though, which is where you come in.” Ashton hands her the cup of water and she takes it, backing up until she’s sitting back on the bed, head spinning with all these thoughts.

“So you want me to walk into a vampire rave and retrieve this thing you need? Aren’t they going to know I’m human?” Ivy asks.

“Of course. They always have humans at their parties, they need someone to feed on don’t they?” Ashton smiles, knowing that he wasn’t helping the sick feeling in Ivy’s stomach.

“And you expect me to somehow slip right in and not become some vampires blood bag? Do you hear how insane that sounds, Ashton?” Ivy’s voice cracks a little as she speaks and Ashton can’t help smile a bit more at the sound.

“You’re perfect.” He says without thinking. “For this job, I mean.” Ashton quickly corrects himself, clearing his throat and sitting down on the other side of the bed.

“What am I looking for while I’m in there?” Ivy asks, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth as a rose color appears on her cheeks.

“It’s an amulet. It’s a pentagon shaped, black jewel on a gold chain. And I’ve got to have it before the end of the night tomorrow when the moon is full.” Ashton feels like he may have said too much to the girl with so many questions.

“And what will this amulet do?” She asked, Ashton should have known.

“I need it to bring back a friend of mine. A friend that was banished a long time ago.” He doesn’t look up, but Ivy can see that the subject pains him a little when his jaw sets tightly and his fists ball up.

“Will you tell me your plan at least?” She asks with a long sigh.

“In the morning. Right now, the human requires sleep.” Ashton stands from the bed and walks around to pull the blankets down from where they’re tucked.

“And you don’t?” Ivy raises a questioning eyebrow.

“Demons don’t need sleep. I only sleep if I want to. This isn’t one of those times.” He motions with his head for her to get into the bed and she doesn’t argue, exhaustion had started setting in not long ago.

“What are you going to do?” Ivy asks, pulling the lush blankets around her and settling into the bed.

“Preparations for tomorrow. Go to sleep, Ivy Jane.” Ashton flicks off the light switch and goes to the couch in the other room. He does his best not to look back at the bed, knowing the longer he looks at her the harder it will be to look away.

He sat on the couch with his plans spread out across the coffee table for a few hours. Going over them again and again. He needed to believe that somehow he would make this work this time. He went through this every full moon, trying to get back the amulet that would set his friend free from his imprisonment. All the other humans had failed him, losing their lives to a vampire, or if they did make it out it was always empty handed, and Ashton was forced to send them straight to hell, merely because he couldn’t stand to look at them a moment longer.

But there was something about this girl. Something that drove him absolutely mad. He hated that human softness he still carried with him after hundreds of years. He cared about her wellbeing, and that had never happened before. And he had waited until there was no other choice to put her in danger. She was his last hope to succeed.

Ashton could hear the soft snores escaping Ivy Jane’s mouth from the other side of the room. He wished that he hated the sound, but it was more soothing than anything else. And before he knew what he was doing, he was on his feet and walking towards the bed. He found himself lying down on the mattress on his back with his arms resting behind his head. He made sure not to shift the bed too much and wake her, but as soon as he was settled, like a magnet, Ivy was rolling over and tucking herself into Ashton’s side. He was frozen, not sure what he should do. Her body against him sent an unfamiliar warm feeling through his human form. There was a look of almost disgust on his face when he realized that he…felt something. He wanted to shake it away, but then her soft hand slid up his chest and gripped onto the collar of his shirt in comfort. And Ashton couldn’t fight the urge anymore, so he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer without another thought.

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“Wake up.” A voice whispered next to Ivy’s ear. It was so soft, she wasn’t sure she had actually heard it at all. “Wake up, beautiful.” The voice said again. Ivy could have sworn the voice was in her head. She carefully started to open her eyes. “Get dressed and meet me downstairs, quickly now sweetheart.”

Ivy jolted up in the bed then. Ashton’s voice was quite literally in her head, and he was nowhere to be seen. His demon abilities were a constant surprise. She sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed at her face a few times trying to make sure things were real. Ivy wasn’t sure if she had dreamt that she was being held by Ashton all night, or if it had actually happened and the fact that it didn’t bother her in the slightest if it had, was a little strange for her.

She got dressed quickly, throwing her hair up messily. On her way out of the door, Ivy noticed a bagel and to-go coffee sitting on the counter top with a note. Her heart started to beat just a little faster.

Eat this, human. You’re going to need it. Is what the note read in beautiful cursive handwriting. Ivy smiled and rolled her eyes playfully. She held the bagel in her mouth as she gathered her things and hurried out the door.

When she arrived downstairs in the lobby, she could see Ashton waiting for her by the front doors. He was standing there with a small smile on face and his arms resting behind his back. But what stood out he most, was that he wasn’t wearing his normal black dress clothes. Instead, he had on a fitted black tshirt and black gym shorts. It was a very different look for him, but it made him look almost relaxed, and that was something Ivy could get used to seeing. She tried to bite her lip as she approached him and hide the smile that was trying to spread across her face, but it wasn’t much use.

“Good morning.” Ashton said just as she stopped in front of him.

“Is it?” Ivy asked, taking another dramatic bite of her bagel, making Ashton laugh quietly.

“We shall see. Come on then. We don’t have much time.” Ashton turns and then offers Ivy his arm to hold onto while they walked. She raised an adorable eyebrow at him for only a short moment before taking his arm and letting him lead her outside of the hotel to where the car was waiting.

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They drove outside of the busy city for quite some time. Ivy tried to soak up as much of the countryside as she could, hoping maybe one day she would have some time to paint it. But she wasn’t going to get her hopes up, when her only hope was to retrieve an amulet from a den of vampires.

Ashton drove suddenly pulled off onto a side road made of gravel and rocks until they reached a large open field with some wooded off to one side. The sun was hovering off in the distance, really make that red color of Ashton’s hair pop. He stopped the car on the side of the road, taking off his sunglasses to look over at Ivy.

“Just beyond that wooded area, is a church. The church has miles of catacombs beneath it, and I can’t get close to it without burning from the inside out.” He pauses for a moment to watch her face. He didn’t want to do this to her. She was the one human he wanted to keep safe. “The vampires have parties there, almost nightly, and they keep the amulet here so I can’t get to it.”

“And I’m going to find an amulet, somewhere in the miles of catacombs below an old terrifying church?” Ivy asks, eyes meeting his. Ashton nods. “Perfect.” Ivy sighs.

“What do you know about vampires?” Ashton asks.

“They drink blood. Don’t like the sunlight. The obvious things.” Ivy responds.

“Vampires are deceiving. It’s part of their power of sorts. They can lure you in without you even knowing what’s happened. They use humans for blood and sex and these parties they have are practically just for those two things.” Ashton explains, not sure how Ivy would react to something like this.

“Okay. And how am I going to get past them?” Ivy tries to put on her brave face now.

“You just need to fit in. But you also need to know how to protect yourself. Come with me.” Ashton opens his car door and walks around towards the trunk, where he waits for Ivy to join him. She takes a few deep breaths before exiting the car and joining Ashton at the back of the car.

“Can you fight?” He asks suddenly.

“Fight? Fight vampires? You’re kidding right?” Ivy half laughs.

“If things go badly, I want you to at least be able to protect yourself.” This was something Ashton didn’t do with the others.

“I’ve never fought anyone, Ashton.” She tells him.

“We have work to do then.” Ashton reaches into the trunk of the car and pulls out a long wooden box. There are symbols carved into the top and sides that Ivy does not recognize. Ashton opens the box to show her what’s inside. “This is a vampire stake, and you’re going to use it if you need to, alright?”

“You want me to stab a vampire with that? Ashton, this is getting more and more unreal.” Ivy pushes her hair away from her face in exasperation.

“It’s only if things go badly, okay? I’m going to teach you how to fight the best that I can in the next few hours. It’s better than sending you in there with nothing.” He closes the box and looks away from her eyes.

Ivy felt nervous. But it wasn’t because she was about to walk into a den of vampires, no she was nervous about disappointing the demon who owned her soul. She didn’t know why her feelings had suddenly changed, but she wasn’t scared of him anymore.

“Alright, demon. Teach me to fight.” Ivy shrugs her shoulders and motions for him to lead the way. Ashton smiles and walks past her into the middle of the field.

“Show me what you’ve got, sweetheart.” Ashton puts his arms out at his sides, giving her a free shot.

“I can’t hit you…” Ivy almost mumbles the words.

“I promise that you won’t hurt me.” He tries to encourage her.

Ivy looks down at her hands for a moment, contemplating how to go about this, when she suddenly hears his voice in her head again.

You’re thinking too much. Just hit me.

“What’s with this whole mind talking thing? It’s a little weird.” She laughs.

“It’s how I’m going to be with you when you’re inside the catacombs. I can hear you, and you can hear me.” He steps closer to her.

“Can you always hear what I’m thinking?” Ivy swallows hard.

“No. Only if your thoughts are sent to me directly. But I could guess…” Ashton disappears a moment, then reappears behind Ivy, his mouth against the shell of her ear. “Are you thinking of that shiver you feel when I’m near you?” His lips brush against her ear making her eyes fall shut. “Or maybe that knot in your stomach that appears when I call you sweetheart?” The tips of his fingers are brushing up her arm.

Ivy lets out a shaky breath, keeping her eyes closed tightly.

“That’s right, Ivy Jane. You’re mine.” Ashton’s words have a direct line between her legs. Her eyes snap open and she spins around quickly only to see that he isn’t there anymore. Ivy whips around again, looking all around the open field, not seeing Ashton anywhere.

“Ashton?” She asks.

Over here. His voice says in her head. She spins around again, feeling his presence but still not seeing him.

Here. He says again. Ivy’s eyes can’t find him as she frantically looks around. And then suddenly he’s behind her again, pulling one of her arms behind her back and pinning it there. Ivy struggles against him for a moment until he speaks again.

“You’ve got be aware of everything. Don’t let them get behind you, easy access to your throat.” Ivy stills in her struggling when Ashton runs the tip of his nose softly and slowly up the side of her neck. Her whole body shutters.

“Anything else?” Ivy asks.

“You’ve got to be quick.” He says, releasing her arm and turning Ivy’s body to face him. “If they’re coming at you, you’ve got to find the quickest way out.”

Ashton worked with her all day long, showing Ivy as many moves as he could. He showed her some old blueprints of the catacombs in hopes that she might be able to remember something that would help her get out as fast as possible if need be. But now he needed to give her the final touch, one that he wasn’t extremely pleased about some vampire seeing but it had to be done.

“It isn’t another stake, is it?” Ivy teased as they walked back to the car.

“No, no more stakes.” Ashton opened the trunk of the car again, pulling out a white shopping bag and dangling it in front of her.

“What’s this?” Ivy took the bag from his hands and started pulling the item clothing out.

“So you’ll fit in.” He watches her face carefully. Ivy pulled the dress out of the bag, holding it up so she could see it.

“Let me get this straight. On top of everything else, you want me to do all of this in a goddamn dress?” Ivy’s eyes are wide as she looks over at Ashton, who has a big grin on his face.

“Just put the dress on, Ivy Jane.” Ashton shook his head a few times, shoving his hands into the pockets of his gym shorts.

The dress was all black and floor length. Ivy couldn’t imagine fighting a vampire in a dress like this, but then she noticed the slit going all the way up one side of the dress. She was more nervous than ever.

“Turn around.” She makes a circular motion with her finger, asking Ashton to run around while she changed. He rolls his green eyes, turning to face away from where she was changing behind the trunk. After a few minutes of scrambling into the dress, Ivy huffs out a long breath and taps Ashton on the shoulder. “What do you think?” She asks.

Ashton could barely keep himself from completely ravishing her right here right now. Ivy looked perfect. It complimented every part of her. And that slit that went all the way up to her hip, would likely be his undoing. But he cleared his throat, and took a few steps towards her.

“You’re fucking beautiful.” He says with a quiet laugh following. “One more thing.” Ashton reaches into the trunk, pulling out the stake and a leather thigh holster.

“I’ve got to carry that thing on my thigh?” She asks with wide eyes.

“No better place.” Ashton smiles wickedly. “Come here and sit back.” He motions for her to sit down on the hood of the car. Ivy walks around to the front of the car, sitting down and scooting back just a bit, the material of the dress slipping around her leg as she lift up towards him. Her heart was beating so fast she was sure that he could hear it.

“Go on then.” Ivy says, leaning back on her hands as Ashton steps forward with his eyes on hers, letting Ivy press her foot to his chest so she can continue to hold up her leg while he buckles the holster to her thigh.

“Won’t they be able to see it?” Ivy breathes out when Ashton’s hands ghost from the top of her thigh down to her ankle.

“I’ve put a glamour on the stake, they wont be able to see it.” He says the words against the skin of her ankle that he’s moved up to his mouth. Ivy can feel her entire body quake.

“How much time do I have?” She manages to spill out, eyes falling closed at the sensation of his lips on her skin.

“You need to have the amulet to me before the sun rises.” He’s pressing kisses up her leg. Ashton wants her, but he’s got a mission to complete first. He gently puts her leg down and watches as her pretty lips begin to pout.

“I guess I need to go?” Ivy sighs.

“The party will have started now.” Ashton helps Ivy stand up straight on her feet, keeping her close to him.

“Show me where this church is?” Ivy asks, looking down at her feet. Ashton reaches up, pulling the hair tie out of her hair and letting it fall over her shoulders. Ashton’s pointer finger hooks under her chin and pulls her eyes up to his.

“You’ve got so much life left to live, Ivy Jane, so please come back to me.” He leans down and presses his forehead to hers.

“That’s the plan.” She whispers, hands itching to reach out and touch him.

“Come on. I’ll show you.” Ashton’s fingers lace between Ivy’s as he walks her across the field towards the wooded area.

Once they’ve walked a ways into the woods, and the church comes into sight, Ashton comes to a sudden stop. When he looks down at his hands he can see fire trying to seep through his pores. He’s gotten too close.

“This is where I stop.” He presses a kiss to the back of her hand before letting it go.

“See you soon?” Ivy feels silly after she says it.

“Soon.” Ashton repeats. She smiles at him, though it’s a weak one, and then turns to walk towards the church before she changes her mind completely. “Ivy Jane?” She hears from behind her.

“Don’t let any filthy vamps touch you in that dress, yeah?” Ashton smiles, putting his hands back in his pockets.

“I make no promises.” Ivy teases, turning back towards the church and feeling her stomach tighten.

The church is a decaying relic to say the least, there isn’t much left of it at all. The old yellow bricks are lying in random piles throughout the area. But what finally catches her attention is the sound of electronic music coming from one of the piles of bricks. And as she approaches it, she can see that it’s actually an entrance to what she assumes is the catacombs. Ivy crawls over the bricks carefully and begins to descend the stairs leading down into a black hallway.

Ivy’s breathing is uneven and ragged. She can’t see a thing, but she can hear the music. The catacombs smell musty and damp. There was nothing appealing about any of this, and she couldn’t imagine why it would be a vampires chosen place for parties. Her fingertips stayed on the wall as she followed it through the dark. It had seemed like forever, but she finally found the series of rooms holding the vampires and their party.

There were hundreds of people, it could have been an actual night club down here. There were colored lights flashing and people dancing everywhere. Ivy walked into the party area, bumping into sweaty bodies and glass cups full of alcoholic liquid. She had no idea where to begin looking for this amulet.

Find the vampires. They’ll be sitting back watching the humans. Ashton’s voice suddenly said in her head, almost making her jump.

“Fancy seeing you here.” A voice that Ivy didn’t recognize says from behind her. She whirls around to see the curly haired blonde vampire from the hotel standing in front of her.

Get away from him. Quickly.

Ivy rolls her eyes at the sound of Ashton’s voice.

“Um hey there. I heard about this great party.” Ivy tries to sound sincere.

“I know why you’re here.” Is all he says in return.

“For a great time?” Ivy knows she isn’t coming off as convincing at all. The vampire laughs.

“You want the amulet don’t you? The one that demons been after?” He says.

“I um…no. What demon?” Ivy stumbles all over her words.

You’re a terrible actress, you know that? Ask him what he knows. Ashton’s voice says in her head. Ivy rolls her eyes.

“We saw each other at the hotel. I know exactly what that demons been up to.” He says, stepping up closer to Ivy so only she can hear him. “And I want to help.” Ivy’s eyes almost pop out of her skull when she hears the words.

“You want to help me?” She whispers.

“Yes, I do. I’m Luke.” He puts his hand out to shake hers, she stares at it for a moment.

See what he’s willing to do. Ashton says.

“Ivy.” She shakes his hand quickly, before Luke is pulling her off to the side.

“We can do this quickly and effortlessly, understand? One of the older vamps has been wearing that amulet around down here for a couple hundred years. I had one of the girls he’s been drinking on tonight take some things to make him sleep. But it won’t last long, so you’ve got to get in there now.” Luke pulls Ivy along by the elbow, showing her to another room full of vampires.

“I’m just going to walk in there and take it?” Her eyes furrow. “That’s too easy.”

“It can be. Now lets go, follow my lead.” Luke says.

“Why are you doing this?” Ivy asks.

“That’s a story for another time, Ivy.” He smiles, and his fangs withdraw just the slightest bit.

Kick his ass. I’m serious. Ashton comes into her head.

“Stop it.” Ivy says, meant for Ashton.

“Stop what?” Luke says.

“Nothing. Lets go.” Ivy changes the subject quickly.

Luke wraps his arm around Ivy’s shoulders lazily, leading her into the vampire room. She could see the camp he was referring to almost immediately. He was sitting on a velvet chair, a leather vest covering some of his top half and leather pants on his legs. But he appeared to be asleep, the gold chalice in his hands was tipped over with blood dripping from its rim.

“I’ll keep the rest of them busy, you grab that thing off his neck.” Luke whispers into her ear.

I’ll kill the damn vampire myself. Ashton’s jealous voice says. Ivy smiles momentarily.

Luke takes his arm away and walks over to the group of vamps sitting around on the furniture. They all look over to him when he starts talking and Ivy doesn’t hesitate to move towards the older vampire. He’s snoring quite loudly, which is a relief to say the least. One of the female vampires looks over to Ivy, and she freezes, pretending to lean against the chair like she had been there the whole time. The female vamp looks at her suspiciously but then looks back to Luke.

Ivy knows she cant get to the clasp for the chain behind his neck, so she simply wraps her hand around the amulet and pulls until it pops off of him. She looks down at her hand in amazement. She did it. She actually fucking did it. The older vampire stirs slightly, making Ivy jump away from him, and the attention in the room to suddenly turn towards her. She shoves the amulet into the front of her dress, in hopes that no one saw it. They say nothing, but they don’t take their eyes from where she stands.

“Luke…” Ivy says.

“Run!” Luke shouts, grabbing Ivy’s arm and pulling her out into the hallway. Luke uses his speed to get her back to the entrance in no time at all. Ivy can barely breathe. “Get out of here, alright? Go.” Luke tells her.

“What about you? I cant leave you with them!” Ivy tries to pull his arm.

“Ivy!” She hears Ashton shout from the distance.

“I’ll hold them off so you can get out of here. I’m good.” Luke gently pushes her out of the entrance so that she’s back outside next to the pile of bricks.

“Thank you.” She tells Luke sincerely. He gives her a tight smile, before disappearing back down the entrance. Ivy can hear the crunching of concrete and the hissing from the vampires coming from inside, so she starts running towards Ashton.

She’s almost reached him, when someone grabs her from behind and throws her down on her back. Ivy winces in pain, but doesn’t have time to think before the vampire is on top of her. It’s the female vampire from inside the catacombs.

“Ivy!” Ashton yells. He can’t get to her, the closer he gets the more his veins turn to fire. He watches in horror as the vampire continues to overpower Ivy. And he decides in that moment that he doesn’t care, and he uses his inhuman speed to reach the two of them scrambling on the ground.

Ashton can feel the fire start to burn inside him. But he forces on, and grabs the vampire by the back of shirt and effortlessly rips her off of Ivy. When Ashton goes to reach for Ivy, the vampire jumps on his back, clawing at him and kicking the backs of his legs. Ashton whips around, trying to get her off of him while the fire burns and starts to crack through his skin. He can hold back the scream that leaves his mouth.

Ivy scrambles off the ground, ripping the stake from it’s holster on her thigh. Ashton can’t stay still while he’s writhing in pain, but somehow, Ivy manages get up behind the vampire and shove the stake through her back and into her heart. Ivy watches as the vampire freezes up and slowly rolls off of Ashton’s back and onto the ground.

The fire is starting to consume Ashton from the inside out, he has to get off this holy ground as fast as possible. Ivy grabs his hand and pulls him to his feet, hearing him groan over and over from the pain.

“Get me out of here, please.” He begs.

“I’ve got you.” Ivy helps Ashton move and walk back towards the car. Once they’ve gotten to the tree line, Ivy lets Ashton sit down.

“Give me a moment.” He says. His fingers dig into the earth around him and his whole body starts to glow. Ivy watches with wide eyes until he’s back to himself, standing up as if nothing happened. “Quickly now, sweetheart. There isn’t much time left.” Ashton grabs her around the waist and teleports them right next to the car.

“What now?” Ivy asks as Ashton fumbles around in the trunk, gather things in his arms.

“Now, we free my friend.” Ashton says. He picks up a rock from the ground and smashes it over top of the amulet, busting it into tiny black starts of glass and gold metal.

Ivy watches as Ashton hovers his hands above the pieces and began to say some sort of incantation that she wasn’t able to understand. He said the words over and over as the full moon got higher and higher in the sky. It happened so quickly, Ivy wasn’t sure she actually saw it, but black clouds suddenly covered the moon momentarily like smoke and then whisked away as Ashton stood up. The ground shook beneath them and cracked open as tiny black shards of the amulet fell into the earth.

“What’s happening?” Ivy shouted, and Ashton laced his fingers through hers again, pulling her close so that she could hide her face in his chest as the ground continued to crumble.

Ivy looked up long enough to see spouts of fire shoot up from the cracks in the earth, and for someone…or something to begin crawling out of the ground. He stood up, brushing ashes and soot off his all black clothes before he looked up to see Ashton and Ivy standing there.

“Finally found me did ya?” The man from the fiery ground says.

“Only took a few hundred years and a very determined woman.” Ashton answers, walking towards the stranger and wrapping him up into a long hug.

“Wh…Who are you?” Ivy says from Ashton, her curiosity getting the better of her. The man hugging Ashton brings his eyes up to her, stepping out of the hug with Ashton but still standing next to him. The man pushed his hand through his black curls and licked his lips before he spoke again.

“I’m the Boogieman, dollface.” He said with a wicked smile on his perfect face. Ashton elbowed him playfully and laughed a little.

“This is Calum, Ivy. He’s been a friend…since forever.” Ashton walked over to Ivy, holding her face in his hands.

“Did I just help you release another demon onto earth?” Ivy asked. Ashton laughs again.

“Sort of. But Calum and I won’t cause too much trouble.” He presses his forehead against hers.

“And why is that?” Ivy asks, her hands finally finding chest and shoulders, memorizing the way he feels.

“I’d much rather get into trouble with you.”

A/N: there is going to be a very smutty epilogue to follow this in a few days!! but please let me know what you think!!

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Hellion (Demon!Ashton Epilogue)

Hello my loves! Decided that Ash and Ivy needed a smutty little epilogue so this is your definite SMUT warning y’all!! Hope you enjoy and tell me what you think! And I’m posting this on mobile so I couldn’t put the Keep Reading thing in, I’m sorry!

Ivy Jane probably should have been afraid. The way he was looking at her right now, was every bit of the word sinful.

After Ashton had released his friend, Calum, from his banished prison, things seemed different. He was different. Like a huge weight had been lifted from his shoulders and he could breathe again. He had quickly whisked Ivy away to a small intimate villa on the coast. It was absolute perfection and nothing like she had ever witnessed before.

The sun had gone down on another day, leaving just the slightest bit of moonlight coming in through the open windows and illuminating the room around them. Ivy was sitting at the edge of the overly soft bed, her eyes trained on Ashton has he stood across the room from her, watching her carefully as he undid the silky tie from around his neck.

“Tell me what you’re thinking.” He finally says, taking a few steps towards her as the knot in the tie comes undone and lies loosely around his neck.

“I’m thinking…that this place is perfect. And that you…are pretty perfect too.” Ivy blushes as the words leave her mouth, making Ashton laugh quietly as he continues to approach her.

“Is that all?” Ashton asks as he stops a few feet away from her.

“I’m wondering why you’re standing so far away from me.” Ivy sighs loudly.

“So impatient, my darling. I have something I want to show you before I fuck you, if that’s alright with you?” Ashton’s dirty words, and the sight of him slipping out of his suit jacket are almost too much to bare. Ivy’s mouth goes dry, but she nods yes.

Ashton snaps his fingers, a flame shooting up quickly and disappearing just as quick. Ivy immediately recognizes the piece of paper that has suddenly appeared in his open hand. It’s the contract she signed all those years ago. Her stomach twists when her eyes land on the patch of blood now long dried into the old paper. But Ashton surprises her by taking the page in both his hands and ripping it straight down the middle. Ivy’s eyes widen in surprise and complete disbelief.

“What are you doing?” Ivy asks, her voice quiet.

“Ending the contract we had. Unless you were looking forward to spending eternity in hell with me?” He raises a questioning eyebrow. Ivy laughs in return.

“No, no. I guess I just wasn’t expecting you to do that. Are you sure?” She gently bites into her bottom lip and brings her eyes up to meet his.

“I’m very sure that I’d rather see you make a beautiful life, than watch you spend even a second inside the gates of hell. So don’t make me change my mind, sweetheart.” Ashton closes the space between them, cupping Ivy’s cheek and rubbing his thumb along her jaw.

“And you’ll be a part of my life still? Even if there’s not a contract?” Ivy places a hand over his, turning her head slightly to kiss the palm of his hand.

“Is that what you want?” Ashton asks, his other large hand coming up and cupping the side of her neck, the metal of the rings adorning his fingers making her shiver in a delicious way.

“Yes.” Was all she needed to say before Ashton was leaning down and angling Ivy’s face up so he could lock his lips with hers.

The kiss was fiery and soft all at the same time. Ivy laced her fingers through his bright red locks, pulling gently at the strands, causing a low growl to leave Ashton’s mouth. Ivy couldn’t help but smile against his soft lips, standing up and never pulling away. Ashton’s tongue traced the seam of her lips begging to be let in and Ivy couldn’t part her mouth fast enough. She wanted him to devour her.

“I wonder…if the rest of you tastes as sweet as your pretty mouth.” Ashton speaks the words against her lips, continuing his soft kisses and tangled dance of tongues.

“Will you be finding out?” Ivy says, her fingers scratching lightly at his scalp.

“Every chance I get, until you stop me.” Ashton pecks her lips, moving her hair away from her neck so he has more access. He kisses her warm cheek and back to her lips once more before they slip down her jaw to her ear, where he stops again. “And I am quite insatiable, my darling.” His whispered words send a burning frenzy through Ivy’s veins.

Ivy desperately got her lips back to Ashton’s, her hands fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. And when the buttons proved far too much for her patience, she grabbed it in her fists and pulled it open. They could hear the buttons clink and pop against the floor and Ashton couldn’t help the devilish smile that crossed his face at her actions. But he didn’t say anything, letting Ivy continue to slide her hands up his soft abdomen and over his broad chest until she was able to reach his shoulders to push away the material of the button up shirt.

Ashton wanted her naked and begging him for more, but he knew he needed to take his time and enjoy this girl more than he had any other. She gave him purpose, and it was one that didn’t require a contract. His fingers swiftly skimmed her bare back before they found the zipper of the dress, pulling it down in one motion. Ivy rolled her shoulders letting the dress slide off of them and pool to the ground around her ankles. Ivy’s top half was completely bare, but she didn’t feel the need to cover herself at all.

Ashton made an inhuman growl deep in his chest as he drank in the way her soft body curved in all the best ways. His swollen lips came back down hers, making Ivy’s head bob back slightly, before he’s grabbing her by the globes of her ass and hoisting her up onto his hips. His next movements are so fast, that Ivy doesn’t have a moment to register them before she’s pinned into the mattress with Ashton’s hips rolling against hers.

“Ashton…” Ivy breathed out his name like it was the last word she would ever say.

“Do you trust me?” He says into the skin of her neck.

“Yes.” She whispered back without hesitation.

And then she felt the warmth of his body leave her, making her whine at the loss of his touch. She opened her hooded eyes to see Ashton picking up his silky black tie from the ground where his discarded shirt was laying.

“I want you to try this for me, and if at any point you want me to stop, all you have to do is say so. Okay, baby?” Ashton explains as he crawls back up onto the bed moving towards her on his knees.

“You want to tie me up?” Ivy asks.

“Very much so.” Ashton leans down and kisses her lips gently.

“You’re nothing short of a demon.” Ivy smiled widely, raising her arms above her head as she scooted back against the head board. Ashton quickly flashed his red eyes before changing them back to the beautiful green that Ivy adored so much.

“So I’ve been told.” Ashton says, lacing the silk tie around her wrists a few times before fastening it to the bars of the metal headboard.

Ivy could barely contain herself. She had never experienced something like this before. Something that she felt so patiently about before. She wanted him so badly that she knew she was absolutely soaking through the thin material of her underwear. Ashton stood up from the bed, walking around to the other side and looking down at Ivy. He could honestly say, in all his years of wondering this earth and hell itself, he had never seen anything more beautiful.

“Are you just going to stare at me all night?” Her sweet voice broke his thoughts as he drank in her body.

“Perhaps I will. I could pull up a chair and not give you one bit of satisfaction all night.” He teases, kneeing up onto the bed, but still not touching her.

“Ash…come on. Please.” Ivy wiggles around, impatiently pulling at her silk restraints. She wants to touch him and pull his lips onto hers, and the fact that she can’t is that much more frustrating.

“Begging? So very sinful of you, my darling.” Ashton continues moving closer to her, moving up her body until he’s hovering just out of the reach of her lips.

“No more teasing.” Ivy whines, hoping it would have some kind of effect on him.

Ashton keeps his face hovering above hers, taking one hand and moving it up one of her outstretched arms, finger tips ghosting over the skin. His fingers continue down over one of her breasts and down her side. Ivy’s chest is heaving from just the slight touches of Ashton’s fingertips.

He finally gives into what she wants, smiling with the worlds most beautiful dimples on his cheeks, and bending down to kiss her waiting mouth. Ivy wraps her legs around his hips, pulling him closer. Ashton’s tongue slips into her mouth and Ivy moans quietly, she was so intoxicated by everything he did. It didn’t take long for him pull his lips from hers and move them down her jawline, nipping at the skin with his teeth as he continued his path. Ashton kissed around one side of her neck to the other, gently sucking his marks into her soft skin. The light scruff on his jaw tickles at the skin on Ivy’s chest as Ashton drags his teeth across her collarbones.

She can feel a knot tightening in her stomach from every brush of his lips and touch of his rough hands. When his mouth encompasses one of her nipples, she can feel her eyes roll to the back of her head in complete pleasure. Ivy’s hips buck up in search of friction from Ashton’s, and he complies by rolling his hips around slowly, pressing hers down into the mattress with the perfect amount of pressure, making her moan and pull harder at the tie around her wrists.

“You’re so fucking responsive.” Ashton comes back to her swollen lips, kissing them deeply.

“I need you, Ash.” Ivy rolls her hips up into his and Ashton watches as her chest and breasts move with her heavy breaths. His hand slips down her body and into the flimsy material of her underwear, his fingers finding just how wet she was for him.

“I bet you taste like heaven, don’t you angel?” Ashton’s fingers dip inside her, causing Ivy to whimper and bite into her bottom lip.

“What do you know about heaven?” She breathes out, eyes opening to find him sliding his fingers into his mouth, humming quietly before he removes them.

“Heaven is this soaking heat between your beautiful legs. And you’ll never convince me otherwise.” Ashton leans over Ivy’s body to kiss her again, his hands gripping the band of her underwear and ripping it off. He smiles as he tosses the scraps of material onto the marble floor.

“Please don’t make me wait anymore.” Ivy didn’t even care how desperate she sounded anymore.

“I’ll take care of you, sweetheart.” Ashton begins leaving a path a wet kisses down her body. Starting from her chest, down the valley of her breasts, and the soft skin of her stomach.

He moves his body down so that he was face level with her heat. Ashton turns his head to press kisses along the insides of both thighs, sucking a few marks so that she has to think about being right here any time she sees them. And when he finally puts his mouth on her, Ivy can feel her whole body shutter. His sinful tongue laps at the wetness and rolls around her clit until he pulls it between his lips.

Ivy moans his name and begs him for more. She wants nothing more than to be able to run her hands through his hair and grip at the curls each time he dips his tongue inside her. Ashton know that he could stay right here forever. Tasting her and listening to the desperate whines in her voice when she says his name. It was his new favorite sound.

“M’ so close, Ash. So so close.” Ivy managed to get the words out between moans as he continued his assault on her.

“I love seeing you like this, sweet girl. Tied up and on the verge of cumming on my tongue. You’re fucking perfect. Give me everything, I know you can.” Ashton’s magical tongue slips inside her, deeper than before, his nose brushing over her clit and sending Ivy into a frenzy of moans and stars behind her eyelids.

That first not came apart like a firework show. She wasn’t sure how she would ever come down from this high. Ivy tried to catch her breath as Ashton sat up and wiped the back of his hand across his mouth, his eyes meeting Ivy’s. He couldn’t resist kissing her again, capturing her lips with his own. It was gentle as he cupped her cheeks in his hands, sliding them back into her hair and angling her head and lips just the way he wanted them.

“You’re alright?” He whispers against her mouth.

“Yes. Can I touch you now?” She asks, motioning with her head towards the restraints.

“You’ve been awfully good for me with this on.” Ashton pulls at the knot, releasing it just a bit. “But something tells me I’m going to enjoy the feeling of your nails digging into my back so much more.” He says as he completely undoes the knot on the tie.

Ivy takes the tie from around her wrists and practically lunges at Ashton. Both of them on their knees facing each other while Ivy hands find Ashton’s hair, kissing him more fiercely than she had the rest of the night. Her shaky hands moved down his chest until they reached his belt, making quick work of it and tossing it to the floor where the buckle clanged against the marble.

“You should be naked at all times.” Ivy said against Ashton’s mouth.

“Consider it done.” He wraps his arms around her waist, using his demon speed to flip her around and press her back into the mattress. Ashton moved back onto his knees, undoing the button and zipper of his pants. Ivy sat up, helping him push down his pants and underwear until they revealed what Ivy had been waiting for all night.

He was perfect, she could tell already that his cock was going to stretch her out and fill her up until she was a mess against the sheets. When her eyes met hers again, his eye dropped in a wink before he removed the rest of the clothing from his body. Ivy laid back, letting him slowly crawl back up her body before his hips settled between her open legs.

The silver rings on Ashton’s fingers glinted in moonlight as he pressed his palms flat against the inside of Ivy’s thighs, pushing them wide open for him to starting slipping inside her wet heat. Ivy could barely keep her eyes open at the sensation of Ashton pushing inside her. But she wanted to watch his face as it scrunched up in pleasure. Ashton’s eyes stayed on the point where their bodies were meeting, slowly moving his hips forward.

“Want to watch my cock disappear inside you over and over, sweet girl.” Ashton said as he completely bottomed out.

Ivy’s back was arching up from the bed and her mouth was gaping open has heated breaths and moans fell from it. He was made to be inside her. It was whole new kind of pleasure to feel someone this deep. Ashton kept her thighs spread apart but hooked her knees over his shoulders and made his angle even deeper while his hips picked up their pace. Ivy wasn’t even sure she was still on earth, it felt too good and too right to just be normal every day sex. The only thing still anchoring her here was the sound of Ashton’s voice against the shell of her ear.

“I shouldn’t be this close already. But you’re so damn tight…” Ashton’s hips snapped harder, sending more pleasure through every inch of her body. His lips found hers again, capturing all the moans in a sloppy kiss.

Ivy’s arms wrapped around Ashton’s torso, her fingernails finding the hard muscles of his back and dragging down until they reached the beautiful curve of lower back, surely leaving a swollen red trail in their wake. Ashton growled again, his eyes squeezing shut as he buried his face into the side of Ivy’s neck.

“Stop holding back.” Ivy whispered to him.

“Oh pretty girl, you don’t want to know the consequences of me not holding back.” His eyes came back to hers while his hand under her knee pushing it forward until it was practically next to her ear. He sat up on his knees angling his cock until it hit the spot that had Ivy falling apart again. He was so deep that she could feel him unravelling that knot in her stomach.

Ivy said his name and dug her fingernails into Ashton’s shoulders until she had worked her way through her orgasm. And when Ashton saw her face, and how stunning she was as she came, he followed quickly after, hips sputtering and cock slipping in and out of the wetness until he was completely spent.

Ashton’s head lay against her chest while Ivy’s fingers found his hair again. She brushed at sweaty curls softly as her breathing evened out. They didn’t say anything for what seemed like forever.

“I’d say that was heavenly, but I’m not sure that’s the right word to use here.” Ivy finally said, feeling Ashton laugh against her and raise his head to look at her face.

“I’ll still take it as a compliment.” Ashton smiled in all his dimpled glory, climbing up Ivy’s body to kiss her lips again.

The kisses are soft, something behind them that wasn’t there before, something a little more loving.

“I never want to leave this bed.” Ivy sighed.

“Anything for you, sweetheart.”

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Hihi I was wondering when you were going to continue the supernaturalSOS series??

Hi there! So I’m planning to start the next part of the series (which is witch!michael) in the next few weeks. I’m pretty excited about what’s to come next in the series :))

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Just had to say sis your SupernaturalSOS is amazing 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I literally reread it all the time. You talented writing queen 👑

Dude...wtf this the sweetest thing. Just...thank you omg 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

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Masterlist

A list of all my hardwork lol.

Lashton Love Triangle

Divine

Divine-Part II

Divine-Part III

Divine-Part IV

Divine-Part V

Divine-Part VI

Divine-Part VII

Divine-Part VIII

Calum

“You’re an asshole.”

Vegas

Vegas-Part II

Too Soon

Too Soon-Part II

Push-Part I

Push-Part II

Push-Part III

Push-Part IV

Push-Part V

My Darling, Valentine

Forget Me Not

Unravel (CEO!Calum)

A Little of This

Endure

Luke

Lips of an Angel

Your Shirt

Single

Deep (mermaid!luke)

A Place Where Hands Can’t Reach (Greek god!Luke)

Ashton

Afterglow

Crave (bodyguard!ash)

Champagne (a.i. blurb request)

Michael

Crimson (Vampire!Michael)

Something Else

SupernaturalSOS

Hellion (Demon!Ashton)

Hellion Epilogue (Demon!Ashton Smut)

Dream Fiend (Boogeyman!Calum)

From the fic event

And the flames went higher (firefighter!cake)

Once Upon A Dream

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