Okay I originally had this as vampire!calum but Iâm gonna make it demon!calum. so. here we go. iâve flipped the script a little, I hope you like how I went with it!
warnings: mentions of drinking and slight intoxication
4. âI think Iâve become addicted to you.â
6. âI want to bite you, too.â âA humans bite wonât hurt, it would probably tickle.â
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After your shared kiss with Calum on the balcony opened a whole new door of your relationship. A door that lead to more physical touches, more kisses, and more of his growls that you soon learned became pleasure when you kissed him in that spot on his neck.Â
It is now officially Halloween and youâve dragged him to another costume party. He was adamant on staying in with you watching horror films (he laughs at what you humans see as âhorrorâ) but when you showed him your costume? He gave in all too easily.
You readjusted your black pointy horns on your head and fixed the leather straps that criss-crossed over your chest, the silver buckles winking at you in the mirror. You decided to go as a demon (the costume was actually labeled as devil but you wanted to match who he was).Â
When you emerge from the bedroom, Calumâs leaning over the counter reading the paper then quickly stands so he can see you. His eyes flash red for a moment as he eyes you up and down. Three times.Â
âHell,â he grunts rubbing the back of his neck.Â
âI look like hell?â you tease doing a little spin for him. The pleather of your skirt flounces up from your twirl, Calumâs eyes cast downward at the sneak peek of your ass.Â
âI meant, âhell you look fuckinâ phenomenal,ââ he clears his throat then pushes off the counter. He bites his lip at the silver fastenings sitting perfectly on your breasts. He traces his finger over the small red marks that are forming from the slight chafe.Â
âAre you ready to go?â you ask lightly twisting your hand in his, dragging him to the door.Â
âIâm ready to take you to bed,â he whispers in your ear.Â
âLater.â
He growls lowly at your indifference and you giggle at his reaction.Â
The party is in full swing being held in a large mansion. Itâs decorated to the nines with gothic candelabras, cauldrons filled with alcohol and paintings that shift when you walk past them.Â
You introduce Calum to some of your friends, they look at him with wary eyes but he couldnât care less if they approved of him. He knows heâs bad for you, heâs wrong on all accounts.
The party lingers on, you consume more of the potion from the cauldron (itâs a very pretty midnight blue in color. Your friend is chattering on about some girl whoâs wearing the same costume she is but your eyes travel the large party room in search of Calum. Your eyes lock and heâs standing next to a high top table thatâs littered with cobwebs.
In your buzzed-on-the-way-to-drunk state, you leave your friend midsentence towards Calum. He watches you intently until you click your heels in front of him downing the rest of your potion. You set it down on the table until you hear it crash to the floor.
âOh no!â you gasp and stumble into Calumâs chest. You feel the rumble of his laughter beneath your fingertips then youâre distracted by his being.Â
You tilt your head up then press a wet kiss to his chin, the scruff tickles your lips and you kiss some more of his jaw. Calumâs hands keep you pressed against him, he sighs at your contact.Â
Deviously, you tilt up on your toes so you can reach that sweet spot.
âWatch it,â he warns squeezing your waist.Â
âCan we play pretend?â you whisper on his skin, poking your tongue on the sweet spot.
âPlay pretend what?â he sighs heavily.
âCan we pretend that Iâm the demon and youâre the human?â You slide your hands up his chest, over his shoulders and into his hair.Â
âYeah?â he laughs ducking his head to your bare shoulder. âYouâre certainly dressed for the part.â
âHow come you donât dress like this?â you whisper on his ear lobe.
âI wouldnât look as good as you do in this dress, sweetheart.â
You giggle then lean back so you can give him a proper kiss. He tastes so sweet that you crave more rolling your tongue over his.Â
âI think Iâve become addicted to you,â you whisper pressing your hips against his.Â
âHave you, you little devil?â he slides his hand down over your ass and squeezes.Â
âMhm,â you hum tilting your head back to his neck. You take a bite and suck on his skin to leave a mark. He curses under his breath as you continue to suckle.Â
Calum pushes you away gently, grasps your jaw and presses his lips to your own neck.
âNo, no, no!â you laugh leaning away. âI do the biting, Iâm the demon, remember? You do as I say.â
âI want to bite you, too,â his eyes flash red then ebb away to his normal dark brown.
âA humans bite wouldnât hurt me, sugar,â you smile, âit would probably tickle.â
âOh, I know where youâre ticklish young lady.â He lifts you into his arms and you squeal, your devil demeanor gone as he takes control. Youâre pushed against the wall, shivering as his lips kiss the swell of your breast.
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Maybe like a jealous demon cal for number 5 (lmao do demons growl?) anyway, he doesnât pursue anything with you bc heâs a demon and your human so he holds back but then gets jealous when he sees you with other guys and is like fuck this or whatever and decides to be with you? Haha happy Halloween
5. âAre you growling?â
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Calumâs used to being put into difficult situations. Heâs a demon and is in constant battle within himself, the heavens and hell and now between his feelings for you.Â
You were quick to figure out what he was, you saw his eyes burn red one day while you were at the grocery store and someone bumped into your cart a little too harshly. You smiled and said it was all right then looked up to see the dark irises.Â
He both admired and hated your naivety. It was in admiration because he never met someone who was so hell bent on seeing the good in everyone but hated it because not everyone was good. How could you not see that?
It wasnât long after that he felt a stirring within him, something other than protection over you. He began to notice small things about you like the small gold flecks in your eyes and how your voice was scratchy when you just woke up in the morning. He noticed the way you said his name and how he imagined you moaning it in his ear--
That thought caught him up short. He canât think of you that way. Youâre a human who got caught up with a demon that is meant to seek and destroy, to lure those who have evil rooted in them down to the pits of hell.Â
His inner battle waged on while he chaperoned you at some Halloween party, a holiday he always thought of as stupid. He stands silently against the wall, his foot kicked up on the brick with his hands buried in the pockets of his dark jeans. His leather jacket kept changing in the flickering lights while he watched you dance with some friends.
Your costume was an angel, ironically, but he thinks you chose it on purpose to spite him. The not so innocent smile you gave him when he picked you up revealed a hidden motive. The white velvet dress you wore hugged your body like a glove and the wings were feathery and soft looking. The small halo was like the cherry on top of your ensemble, it left his mouth dry.
âJust admit you have feelings for her, mate,â Michael says nudging Calumâs shoulder.Â
âI donât,â Calum grumbles as more of your friends show up. One of them, Erick, lets his hands linger a little too long on your waist when he hugs you. Calum feels his chest vibrate and his vision turns a dark red.
âAre you growling?â Michael asks in disbelief.Â
âHis hands were too low,â Calum defends himself but poorly. He canât have feelings you. He shouldnât have feelings for you.Â
The night carries on and Calum still lingers on the outskirts of the party, silently watching, silently brooding.Â
He just grabbed a fresh drink when he saw Erick approach you from behind. He leans into your neck whispering something while his hand trails down the front of your thigh. Calum tosses his glass to the floor then makes a beeline for you.Â
You spot him immediately and escape the clutches of Erick to stop Calum in his path. You collide into his chest, one hand on his wrist while the other presses onto his cheek trying to make him look at you.
âHey, hey, your eyes are red letâs go outside,â you say in a rush. âThey canât see you like this.â
His fingertips are burning--in anger at Erick or at the feel of your skin on his heâs not sure--but the way you look at him lets you lead him outside. He slams the door open onto the patio as he stalks away from you trying to calm down.
âWhatâs going on with you?â you ask him.
âHe needs to learn to keep his hands to himself,â Calum growls and youâre taken aback by his hostility. You know what he is but youâve never seen him act like a demon, heâs always been so...normal.Â
He turns around abruptly, his eyes flashing from glowing red to his normal brown, the brown that you love. He looks down in shame and you approach him slowly.
âTalk to me.â You lift his head up to gaze into his eyes.
âI canât,â he licks his lips.
âWhy not?â
âBecause youâre part of the problem,â he laughs without humor and stares into your beautiful face. The glitter around your eyes shimmers in the moonlight and he touches your cheek with his fingers. âI donât think I can fight it anymore.â
âFight what? What am I doing thatâs a problem, Cal?â
âFight my feelings for you, I donât have the power anymore,â he shakes his head then pulls you to him by your waist. âYou make me weak.â
Then his lips are on yours, burning and scorching you in a kiss so sweet it tingles your toes. You curl your fingers in his hair, your feet lifted off the ground. When you both need to catch a breath he rubs his nose against yours.
Calumâs so used to fucking up that when a second chance comes his way heâs not sure what to do with it. Demon!Calum
CW: Mentions of death and the afterlife.Â
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She shouldnât be here. Thereâs nothing. Ninety-two years on the earth and thereâs just nothing when itâs all done. Ruby is shocked though, that her hip doesnât ache anymore. That her she can stand without the hunch or her cane. But sheâll take it thatâs for sure.Â
âOnly people with unfinished business come here.â The voice sounds familiar. Itâs much more grovely but the tiniest bit of the lisp and the pacing of the syllables causes her heart to flutter.Â
When Ruby turns, she takes a step back. âMy eyesight went a long time ago. But my ears remain the same.â
âI know I donât look the same.â
She shakes her head, stepping closer. âYouâre much taller, thatâs for sure.â She doesnât talk about the razor teeth, the claws, the spindly fingers and limbs. His frameâs a little slender than she remembers. âThey feed you well in Hell?â
Calum has to laugh. Only Ruby would worry about such a thing. âYes, you could say so.â
Silence filters around them. Calum wants to reach out, give her a hug. He knows he shouldnât in this state. He spies the ring on her finger. âA full life, I see?â
Ruby nods. âYeah, two kids, five grandkids. And I havenât lost all my hair so I count it as a win.â
âLet me know if any of the little ones need to be scared straight so they can come visit you.â
Itâs Rubyâs turn to laugh. Her children are wild for sure. But they are her children and she could not be more proud of them. âIf they wind up with you, be sure to tell them youâre a friend of mine. Because they do not believe that I had a wild streak.â
âI hope they donât. For your sake. You deserve to see them when you want.â
âCalum, I told you once and Iâll tell you forever, you are a good person. I know you.â
âI saved you from one asshole. Not an army of them.â
âBut you were still there,â Ruby counters. Calum knows deep down sheâll believe whole-heartedly that Calum is good, no matter what he thinks of himself. Maybe thatâs the good thing about all of it. That no matter how much he beats himself up, Ruby will always think highly of him.Â
âThis isnât some ploy. Iâm still flawed.â
Ruby takes another step closer. Her hand reaches out, the heat makes her pull it back. âBaby, we all are. All of us are flawed. And if you think for a second that being good means being perfect, then youâve been lied to your entire existence.â
âItâs a pretty fucking long existence. Iâm glad though.â
Ruby quirks an eyebrow. Now what could make Calum admit himself that he seeks happiness in? âIs that a first?â
âThereâs a first time for everything, right?â Ruby nods and Calum continues. âIâm pretty glad to have spent just a tiny bit of my existence with you. Even if you stole all my chocolate pretzels.â
âOh just let it go!â Ruby protests. âItâs been sixty-some years, sweetheart.â
Calum laughs, throwing his head back a little. Ruby remembers that laughter. The way the skin around his eyes would crinkle in his joy. âI will never let it go.â
âNot even when you die, I see.â
Calum watches her, the way her eyes glass over. Calum shakes his head. âNo, not even then. I didnât want to leave you then. If I couldâve done things differently, I wouldâve.â
Ruby waves him off. It hurts, remembering all the times she cried her eyes out. The way the ache still creeps up on her. âIt wasnât your own doing. I donât hold it against you.â
Calum will. Heâll always carry that burden with them. âBut I caused your pain. I never really wanted to do that.â
âPlease, donât. Donât beat yourself up over that. Weâre here now.â She looks around. To the nothingness that surrounds them. Here now sounds crazy because this is only intersection in which their paths cross. Ruby will be going on to Heaven. Calum will be going back to Hall. Thereâs no nice end for them. Just a sometimes tumultuous but good middle.
âNow feels so fragile. What happens later?â
Ruby shrugs. âWhatever happens later just happens later. All I know is that Iâm glad to have now.â
demon!cal fucking you over the bed with you laying on your side, one leg over his shoulder, with his middle finger in your mouth. youâd be a mess, approaching your orgasm, and heâd let out this low laugh and say something like âi always thought you were so innocent but you fucking love this donât you baby?â nUt
oh my gooooddd can you imagine how happy heâd be when he realized you were flexible enough for him to spread your legs however he fucking wanted heâd go insane like âyou got a body fuckin made for sin, baby, canât believe no oneâs wrecked you yet. wanna show you just how good I can make you feel, sweetheart, you gonna let me use your pretty little pussy?â and can you imagine how good he would be with those strong hands keeping you in place with your legs tossed over his shoulders or bent over something all stretched out for him and heâs whispering just the filthiest things in your ear like âso talented, arenât you, baby? fuckinâ love the feeling of me stretching you out, hmm? so hungry for itâ like heâd love trying to show you new things and all your little wide-eyed looks when he does something new that makes your body jolt with how good it feels and ugh he loves his sweet innocent-looking girl whoâs just so fuckable behind closed doors
demon!cal tryin to make a plea w god bc he fell in love w human you and he just wants to be able to wake up next to her everyday
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âYou donât have to do this.âÂ
Calum kept his head bowed. He knew better to look at the king of hell in all his anger. The stalactites on the cavern ceiling trembled, raining red dust down on the throne room. They didnât really need to keep all this gothic decor, he had always said, but the king liked the drama. Calum didnât doubt that if he misspoke one of those spikes would fall and impale him to the floor for the next few thousand years, at least.Â
The king of hell growled above him. âJust take the girl. Youâre one of my most high-appointed demons, sheâs well within your rights.â Calum didnât have to look up to know the king was smiling, now. Somehow that was worse. âYou would lose your powers, age and grow old for her? No, Hood. Stay and prosper. You can keep your little human here. Sheâd be beautiful forever. Sheâd learn to like it. Weâd keep a close eye on her, of course, when youâre out.âÂ
Calumâs stomach lurched. Nausea. It was something he hadnât felt for thousands of years, not since he had been human himself. But at the thought of forcing you to join him down here, keeping you from sunlight and bubble tea and all the earthly things you loved - it made him physically weak. He couldnât do that to you.Â
âYour offer is more than generous, my liege.â He said finally, licking his lips as he reached for the right words. âIt is an honour I do not deserve. My contract is up, my liege, and I wish to return to earth to live out the days I am allotted.âÂ
âHood. Look at me.â Calum raised his head to meet the kingâs red eyes. His hands fisted at his sides, to keep himself from wavering. He wouldnât crack under the kingâs infernal gaze. He wouldnât.Â
The king shook his head after a long moment. âYouâll only end up right back here, you know.â He said. âWhen your short human life ends. Right back on your knees before me. And when that day comes Iâll show you no mercy, I hope you know that.âÂ
Calum bit his lip. He knew. âMaybe.â He allowed.Â
The king laughed like nails down a chalkboard. âYou think this human can save your soul, Hood? Iâve seen it. She canât change what you are.â Calum bowed his head again, bit his tongue. Eventually, the king sighed. âThought you were smarter than to throw it all away.â He murmured. âWell.âÂ
Everything went black.Â
When Calum woke up, his neck ached. He must have been lying on it funny. He hadnât been sore for thousands of years, and for a second he marvelled in the feeling. Fuck, he hadnât even woken up since...Â
He opened his eyes. One of his arms was thrown over your back, and sunlight had broken in around your curtains. Even as he watched, you stirred in your sleep, nuzzling a little closer into his side. For a second Calumâs heart ached. You were so soft and fragile. How was he supposed to look after you now?Â
But then one eye cracked open and you smiled at him sleepily, pressed a little kiss to his collarbone. If he was good, he could have this for the rest of his time. And god, he wanted to be good to you.Â
âWhen did you get here?â You said, throwing an arm around him as well to try and hug him better from your awkward, sleepy position. âI woulda woken up or something.âÂ
âNo, you wouldnât have.â He couldnât help himself from teasing his girl a little.
âNo, youâre right.â You agreed. He could see your brow furrow as you rubbed your hand up and down his back. âWait, thereâs - oh my god.âÂ
âBaby -â
â- Cal, your wings, what happened?â Your touch was gentle, moving your hand from his newly unweighted back to cup his face. âIâm so sorry, you must be -â
âDonât be.â He said, catching your lips in a kiss. You drew back quickly, and he didnât need demonic powers to tell how anxious you were, but he urged you gently on your back so he could bend over you. âNothinâ to be sorry about. Best thing that ever happened to me, my love.â He kissed you again, longer this time, finally feeling his heart beat strongly in his chest for you. âAll yours now. If youâll have me.âÂ
âPlease,â she said, and she kissed him again.Â
Calum knew she couldnât change him. Heâd done too much bad in the past hundred years for her to change it with a few sweet kisses. But he could change himself, and if it meant getting to meet her in the better place someday... heâd do anything.Â
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would demons have wings? like, black ones? bc if so, tugging on calums as heâs drilling into you and itâs all hot and hard and rough and you reach behind him and yank on his wings and he loses it. he bares his sharper teeth and his eyes go full black and go âdonât play fire with fireâ and grinds in filthy slow and you just go âwant me to grab the holy water instead?â and he growls and rakes his nails down your arms and goes âwant me to grab the gag?â âyou wouldnâtâ âtry me, humanâ
ohh my god especially if Calum likes that heâs bigger and stronger than you and heâs got all kinds of infernal powers but if you touch his wings esPECIALLY at the base his knees go weak and the second you find that out youâre using it to your advantage like it gets to the point that if Calâs trying to pin you up against something to kiss you he grabs your wrists before anything else because he knows otherwise youâll be fumbling for his wings and heâll go weak and wonât be able to hold you down otherwiseÂ
but sometimes when heâs rawing you and youâre still sensitive from cumming just before he pressed his cock into you so youâre whining into his neck that itâs too much heâs just going âtake it for me, dollâ and holding your hips so you canât wiggle away but once you grab his wings he swears under his breath and youâre grinning as he snatches your hands off his skin and pins them above your head - but youâve never had him go feral on you like this with his eyes black all the way through and his grip merciless when heâs growling âyou think thatâs fuckinâ cute? you just made this a lot harder on yourselfâ and heâs still fucking you so you canât get any words out until he pulls out almost all the way like âyou got something to say?â and you catch your breath enough to say âIâll get the - fuck -â as he thrusts back into you, hard, all in one go, and then as heâs drawing out slowly again you go while youâre all âIâll get the holy water!â and you moan again as he slams into you like âhow you gonna do that if youâre not gonna be walking right for a week angel?â and like his strokes feel bruising as he continues ânow be quiet or Iâll get the gag. and the vibe. and then youâll really know what ââtoo muchââ feels likeâ and he pinches your nipple when you open your mouth to protest and god I love demon Cal sorry if I got carried away
Haha no worries! So Satanâs daughter (mortal mother) and she chose to spend her time on earth and Cal comes and tries to corrupt her and canât understand why she doesnât use her powers more frequently. She typically will make a fuckboi whoâs screwed over her friend breakout in a rash or fall off his skateboard. Or help her friends cheat on exams. She likes to act like karma more than a demon. And Is just so unintimidated and generally just amused by Cal
Part 2 .. and Cal is trying so hard to be a badass to impress/corrupt her and one day sheâs like âyou know thereâs an easier way to get me I to bed than all this dark side stuffâ and heâs like âwhat!? Iâm not trying to do thatâ and sheâs like âhmm okayâ but he def was and now heâs scrambling cuz heâs never encountered someone (human or demon) who wasnât super impressed by him and heâs just desperate to be with you now
I love this concept SO fucking much like there are rumours going around Hell that whatever demon can bring you back from the mortal world (willingly, of course, not that there's much of an option with your powers) will get all sorts of favours from Satan Himself so when Calum comes up to the surface to try his luck you're tempted to send him right back in a cloud of sulfur except that he keeps calling you "princess" and your friends think he's cute so you don't smite him right away
And that's your mistake because Calum just wedges himself in your life like a barnacle - he's at every party, showing up at your work, knocking on the door to your place past midnight with tickets to DC like "come on, princess, you know you want to fix it" but you promised your mother you wouldn't live like that and you're not about to break it for a pretty boy who only smells faintly of brimstone. He ups his game - you make a point of sitting in the middle of crowded spaces, but he always scares away the people next to you to sit down next to you with that smile only for you
Eventually you get used to your stupid leather-jacketed shadow and things change. When he shows up past midnight you start to let him in, feed him Oreos and greasy leftover fried rice from the place down the street, play music for him, hell, one night you put glue on the backs of your hands just for it to dry so you can peel it off. Calum starts to smile properly, with no guile behind his eyes. Hell isn't much fun, even for the demons. You would know; you spent your summers there. He still follows you around like a little lost hellhound during the day, glaring daggers at any boy or girl who looks a little too long at you, but ever since you called out him for trying to get you in bed it's been... Nice. Almost too nice. You know Cal must have duties back in hell, that he'll have to go back eventually, but it scares you that you could see yourself following him without even getting eaten out (he keeps bragging about his mouth, of course).
hey babe. saw you wanted to talk about demons. well. here i am. Demon Cal being assigned to protect you, a weak human, for some dumb fuck reason he doesn't even remember and at first he kind of hates you because you're such a weak human but he starts to realize how adorable it is that you're so helpless. the sinful thoughts of exploiting that helplessness come soon after he's assigned to you and he spends any hours of the day thinking about the beautifully dirty things he would do to you (1/?)
Then one day heâs with you, and youâre usually pretty scared of him because heâs a ducking demon and he can tell that for some reason today youâre even more freaked out and heâs relishing in your fear as he gets even slightly close to you, youâre in your kitchen cooking and he comes behind you and sets his hands on either side of the table, locking you in place and making you freeze and your heart is just pounding as he simply breathes against your neck and finally pushes forward a little (2/?)
And he grins himself against your bum and heâs already hard as fuck from watching you be a useless human and you let out a small moan and he just laughs at you but his hand presses you down so your face is against the table and he dirty talks the shit out of you about how you like that heâs dangerous and your heart is racing and youâre weak and he just eats up your small sounds and small âyes sirsâ and makes you beg for it because maybe youâre not worth his time and a demon fuck is a blessing 3
Which is ironic but whatever, and he gets you begging for anything, he ends up fucking you against the table and ripping your clothes off then making you look at him while he makes you cum over and over, eyes turning black and a delicious smile spreading across his face as he sees the fear conflicting with the lust in your eyes . Ok Iâm done
...hi i did NOT have to wake up to this omg iâm still reeling but maybe youâre like collateral for someone elseâs deal with the devil so Calumâs there to make sure youâre not going anywhere and to drag you to hell if your friend doesnât complete their bargain but you really try not to think about that and at first heâs so mean bc he canât believe you have to eat again you just ate yesterday and how he has to go with you on public transportation and how you little heart starts pounding when you see him, like all that adrenaline could prtect you. he keeps calling you a foolish little human like itâs your fault youâre in this position until one day youâre reaching for something on a high shelf and he comes up behind you and holds you up against him while he grabs it and with your warm little body against his he feels more true desire than he has in thousands of years and he swears then before heâs called away from you heâs gonna make you his completelyÂ
and like you can feel the shift because heâs started giving your body these long, intense, hungry looks and when you catch him doing it he just smiles at you as you blush and break his gaze. and youâre trying to ignore it until that day when he cages you in and presses himself against your back and youâre wondering is this it and you know he can hear your heart pick up bc he laughs a little and you feel his breath against your neck before he bends his head down to kiss you there and when you try to move he just presses closer and traps your hips there and grinds down and when you moan despite yourself you can feel that smirk against your skin before he pushes you down and starts rubbing you through your pants to feel you squirm against himÂ