Pissed off and horny in equal measure, Oak couldn’t believe Xaph. Not necessarily an odd combination for him, but having the anger so focused on one person – Monster? Creature? was unique. He huffed through his nose, his brow pulled down in a scowl, his neck sore from having to tilt it back to look at Xaph’s face.

While immensely fascinated by the twisting of the demon’s ears he saw beneath the dark hair and he could have sworn there was a lick of flame caressing the tall horns…But the asshole had grabbed him like it was nothing and held his body in place like it was his right.

It fucking wasn’t.

Before he could second guess the move, Oak used all his strength to punch the fucker in the armpit. Admittedly an odd choice for a punch but he knew he couldn’t actually hurt the hulking demon. His tender red armpit exposed by the demon’s arm lifted to cover half of Oak’s face, so the human just went for it, thinking it would at least surprise the dude into letting him go.

Xaph hissed at him, barring his fangs as his hand pulled away reflexively.

“No touching.” Oak growled in return, taking two steps back. The distance probably didn’t matter to a seven foot tall supernatural creature, but he felt better being out of direct reach.

Xaph growled louder in return before essentially dismissing Oak and turning to peer out the edge of the window again, hidden by the wall. Oak didn’t know if the display was cute, pathetic, or somehow sexy as fuck.

“There’s no danger, Xaph.” Oak spoke, reaching down to rearrange his hard dick to keep the tenting of his skirt minimized.

“Your alarm went off and I hear something coming up the path.” Xaph didn’t turn around as he spoke, his form solid and still.

“It’s my best friend and assistant.”

Xaph’s shoulders relaxed just a bit as he looked back over at Oak, “Friend?”

“Yes.” Oak took a step toward the window, away from the demon to see his friend pulling his car in behind Oak’s. “Now, I don’t give a fuck if he sees you but I don’t know the rules here. Are other humans allowed to see you? Are you like a personal ghost and only I can see you? Do you need to hide?” Oak rattled off his questions as he watched his friend bending into his open passenger seat to fill his hands with coffee, laptop, car keys, snacks, water bottle, and probably a million other things.

“I will not hide.” Xaph’s tone really made Oak’s poor dick ache. He had tucked it up in his waistband but he could feel the precome forming a spot of wetness. Thank the Devil for a black skirt that wouldn’t show the stain. Fuck. “But I shouldn’t be seen. Where should I wait while you see your…friend?”

“Go up to my bedroom, you can sit by the back window. Don’t close the door all the way, but if you close it about halfway it will keep you blocked from view.” Oak explained, turning away from the tall demon and toward the front door. His friend had a key but definitely not the hands to use it.

Once Xaph couldn’t be seen on the stairs by Aden as he entered the house, Oak unlocked and opened the front door.

“Bitch, I’ve been texting you all morning.” The berating first words out of his best friends mouth weren’t surprising. Oak had ignored the texts in favor of his chat with Xaph but he couldn’t exactly share that.

“Oops?” Oak responded with a shrug, grabbing one of two coffee cups his friend held as well as the brown bag that smelled delicious. “Thanks for the treats.” He walked away from Aden toward the living room, leaving his bestie grumbling behind him in his attempts to shut the door and take his shoes off without dropping anything.

Aden and Oak had been friends since high-school, bonding over their mutual gay twink vibes and lusting over the straight jocks that would never want them. He wasn’t femme like Oak tended toward and wasn’t as obsessed with death and gore either but his bestie loved a good horror movie, mostly wore black and best of all, was a kick-ass assistant. While Oak had forgone college to start camming, Aden went to their local four year university to get a degree in business. He graduated a year ago and after job hunting for six months with no prospects in sight, Oak offered him a job.

His camming business had been steady and profitable for several years but Oak had been doing it all on his own and knew if he handed some of the reins off to someone he trusted, he could grow even bigger. Aden had been a godsend. He wrote up marketing plans, easily handled any assholes who tried to sneak their way into Oak’s online life, and kept all their finances in order. Not to mention managing their third team member, Roxy, who handled his social media and edited videos. Aden had been friends with Roxy through a nerdy online game for years, they lived on the other side of the US. Oak knew Aden kept trying to convince them to move nearby.

“First things first, you need to get on your phone and send a selfie and a personalized thank you message to your fans for social media. Roxy has been up my ass all morning about it.” Aden dumped his pile of stuff on one side of the couch, about to flop himself down in front of the coffee table when he froze in the empty space. “Where the fuck is the coffee table?”

Oak tilted his head, looking at the empty space in confusion. How did he not notice his coffee table missing as he sat down on the couch? “Uhm…” He started, taking a sip of his coffee to give himself a moment to think of some kind of response. “Needed a change.” He finally responded because the only explanation could be the demon lurking in his bedroom as the coffee table was in this room before he went to bed last night, Oak was positive.

Aden grumbled at Oak’s randomness, then shifted his pile of stuff to the middle of the couch and settled against the armrest instead. Oak ignored his besties mumbled ranting and pulled out a delicious blueberry muffin for himself, putting the brown bag between them so Aden could get his own when ready for it.

“Oak!” Aden’s voice made Oak jump, his mouth open to bite the muffin. “Picture, now.” His friend commanded and Oak huffed, rolling his eyes.

“How are you such a Dom for being a submissive fucking twink?” Oak set his coffee and muffin on the side table, moving toward the window for better lighting. Aden ignored his question, it wasn’t a new quandary by any means and Oak didn’t really expect an answer. Aden wasn’t a Dom, just a brat with control issues. If he ever managed to find a man who could keep him in line it would be a miracle. Oak snapped a handful of selfies, doing his best to show off his smooth shoulder, slick lips, and long skirt.

“Are these slutty enough?” He handed his phone to Aden had his laptop open in his lap and a coffee in hand.

“No. Take off the shirt.” Aden took less than two seconds to swipe through the images before ordering Oak around and shifting to stand again. Oak pulled his top off and threw it on the couch out of the way. “Against that wall.” Aden gestured to the wall next to the large window that contained a bookshelf with a small armchair in front of it.

Oak leaned against the arm of the chair, pulled the top of his skirt down to scandalous but not fully exposed levels, cocked his hip, crossed his arms languidly over his head and tilted his head back slightly, keep his lips pouty and face soft. They went through a few poses while Aden snapped pictures before finally being happy with the result. He selected an image and handed the phone back.

“Send that one. Don’t forget the personal message.”

“What do I need to say?” They both took their seats on the couch again, getting comfortable with their coffee and treats.

“Did you not read any of my texts?” Aden scowled at him when he just shrugged in response. “The stream was recording breaking. For you and the cam site. You’ve had an insane influx of new premium members sign up since last night, everyone is clamoring for the recording.”

Oak quickly typed up a message for Roxy to post with his picture. Thank you for such a successful and special stream last night, my little devils! I slept like a baby after ;) The video is being edited as fast as my team can work, remember to sign up as a premium member to be able to purchase it. He sent if off to Roxy and then set down his phone, turning back to Aden.

“So…is there any way I can take a few days off?” Oak asked, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. The question made his bestie pause both his chewing and his typing, turning narrowed blue eyes in Oak’s direction. Right to be suspicious, even before Aden had come on board and knew his schedule, Oak had a slight obsession with work. If he wasn’t actively filming, or streaming every day of the week, he ordered new toys, networked with other cam models, or interacted with fans on social media. His job might be sex work but there was more to it than that and he hadn’t truly taken a day off in years.

“Why? What’s wrong with you? Are you dying?” Aden finished his muffin and kept talking before Oak could reply. “That can’t be it, you would still be working even if you were dying. WTF, Oak?” Yes, he really did say WTF like he had texted and not spoken out loud like a real human.

“I’m not sick or anything just…” Oak trailed off, really not sure how to explain to his bestie without revealing the large looming demon in the room so to speak.

“Give me a minute to look.” Aden set down his coffee and started typing and scrolling through things on his computer. Oak didn’t know how Aden kept everything straight. Between normal filming, streaming, and special requests his weeks were generally pretty booked. Usually, he had a week or two backlog of normal filming so Roxy didn’t need to rush to edit videos that needed to be posted as soon as possible. The streaming and special requests that were more iffy. If he had a really expensive request or a stream scheduled with a large RSVP list already, it would be harder for him to pause anything.

Finishing his coffee while Aden typed and mumbled to himself about deadlines and moving things around, Oak turned his mind back to Xaph. He hadn’t heard a peep from upstairs, no creak of the floor boards, or even a slight growl.

He didn’t mind having the demon around to be perfectly honest. It had been a while since something new had turned his crank and made him so hard. With a very high libido, he really loved anything involving sex and carnal pleasure, he had to or he’d be shit at his job. Despite the plethora of new sex toys and scenarios he got up to on a weekly basis, there was some amount of monotony to the whole thing.

The big red, horned demon really shook things up. Oak could admit to himself he wasn’t thinking as hard as he could be about why he had summoned the demon. Because that would mean his wish or desire could be fulfilled and the sexy dude would be on his way home. Oak refused to let that happen until he got up close and personal with that monster encased in the demon’s leather pants.

“You have a special request you have to film today so it can be edited on time. And you have a stream in four days that you can’t miss.” Aden’s voice interrupted Oak’s horny thoughts. “Everything else can be put on hold for a week or a week and a half at the longest. We’ll have to start contacting special requests with refunds or see if they’re willing to wait if you take longer than that. After the stream, we can put up a post about you taking a few days off to recharge but Roxy can keep posting clips and selfies she has stored up. Regular films are good for the same length, if you go past a week and a half, we’ll only have one week backlog and I hate to push Roxy beyond that needlessly.”

“I don’t think I’ll need that long but I appreciate you making it happen, babe.”

“Don’t think your thanks will distract me, Oakley Romeo Johnson.” Aden pointed a stern finger his way, full naming him and everything.

“Fuck you, Aden Lincoln Turner.” Oak responded with a laugh.

“Just tell me you’re okay, bitch.” Aden turned back to his laptop, once again typing away.

“I’m fine.” Oak replied, leaning his head back against the back of the couch. “Seriously. Just need to re-charge like you said.” He hated lying to his bestie but there wasn’t anything else he could do right then. “I’ll do the video today but between now and the stream, I’ll probably go radio silent for a few days. Turn the WiFi off and everything.”

“Wow, you’re really committed.” Aden still sounded slightly concerned but his bestie knew him well enough to know he wouldn’t get any more out of Oak right that moment. “I’ve emailed Roxy with the plan, updated the group calendar, and forwarded you the video request for today.”

Xaph sat sit in the slightly too small chair in the human’s bedroom. He had one ear tuned out toward the woods and the other down the stairs toward Oak and his supposed friend. How well did he know that other human? They seemed close, they talked in a friendly manner but also….not. There were insults thrown around but laughter as well.

The new human in the house seemed to stay on task, muttering about schedules while Oak kept quiet. What was the man thinking about or doing? Xaph couldn’t hear him doing anything except drinking when he wasn’t talking.

With nothing else to do, Xaph sat and waited, listening for any coming danger. He had never anticipated danger during a summoning before. Why now? No evidence of anything being amiss.

If you excluded that fact that Oak was the first person to ever summon him without meaning to. Oh, and the fact that he was able to summon him at all. Xaph huffed quietly to himself, not wanting to alert the other human of his presence.

He didn’t count the minutes during Oak’s meeting with his friend, but before long he heard them bidding goodbye to each other and then the other human got in his car and drove away. Xaph didn’t get up to check on Oak, he kept his ears tuned outside, listening to the engine humming as it left, the gravel popping under it’s wheels.

“He’s gone.” Oak said from the doorway.

“I heard.” Xaph replied, turning his head to boy, noticing the lack of a shirt. “Why are you undressed again?” He growled, his hand clenching into fists on his lap.

The human rolled his eyes, “Not sure if you could hear us, I have two things to finish up but I got us some time to focus on this summoning nonsense so you can leave. You’re welcome, grumpy asshole.” With a flip of his hair, he turned back around and was down the hall before Xaph could respond.

He had heard all of what the two friends had talked about, although he didn’t understand it all. Making sure he could no longer hear the car or any other sounds outside except normal animals scurrying around, he stood and followed the sound of Oak into the other room. The room he had appear in last night during the summoning.

Oak walked around the space, re-arranging large circles on black poles, moving pillows and blankets, opening and closing drawers as he hummed and muttered to himself.

“What needs to be done before we can focus?” Xaph asked, ducking so his horns would fit in the room under the doorway.

“I need to shoot a scene. It shouldn’t take long.”

“Can I assist?”

Oak stopped moving items around at a small table and turned to look at the demon with wide eyes. “Um…no, you can’t help, Xaph.”

“Why not? If we work together we can get things done much faster and more efficiently.” Logically, it made sense. Xaph and his friends helped each other with their work all the time, it cut their load in half so they could pursue other interests.

Oak sighed, setting down whatever colorful and large item he held in his hand before turning to face Xaph completely. One hand on his hip, the other he held up as he spoke. “One, you seem to be weirded out by the idea of seeing me without clothes. Two, your skin and size aren’t exactly normal for this world and there’s no hiding that in a recording. Three, it’s a specific scene request and I have to do what the client wants, which isn’t fuck or get fucked by a demon.”

“Why do you need to be without clothes? And why would we be fucking? What exactly do you do in here?” Xaph scowled, looking around the room once again. If Oak had a client with a specific request he had to complete while naked, Xaph thought perhaps the human to be a pleasure guide but needing to be alone with the client wasn’t a reason he had listed as to why the demon couldn’t help.

“Do you not have sex workers in…Hell?” Oak grabbed the large colorful object again and walked passed into the attached room, the sound of water running for a few moments before he returned with a slightly damp object.

“Hell is a human concept. I live in [DEMON NAME FOR DEMON REALM]. And yes, there is an industry of creatures that trade pleasure for coin.”

“We’re going to come back to the name of where you live and how it’s not Hell later.” Oak set up the table again before sitting in front of a large machine that hummed when he pressed a button. “Is there technology back home, Red?” Oak used his fingers to click at some buttons, making things happen on an image the machine made. Oak then grabbed a bottle of water from the far edge of the table and downed half in one go.

“Some. Some demons bring things back from Earth but it doesn’t work well.” Xaph shrugged. His last time on Earth, humans didn’t even have electricity, yet. He had heard about the technological updates made to the human realm from lower demons and friends but he tended not to care about such things.

“Well, we have things that can record a moving picture. I record myself doing sexual things and send that to other people for money.” Oak explained. “Sometimes, like last night, I do it live so people can watch on their own screens in real time. Thousands of people at once.”

That was…Xaph didn’t know how to process that exactly. The sex workers. as the human had called them, in his realm were often lower class demons, those without much power or skill. He felt no ill will toward them and didn’t begrudge them their jobs but also never sought out their time. The idea of Oak letting others watch him….thousands at once…made Xaph’s pants tight at the same time it made his stomach turn in anger. What the fuck is happening?

“And you need to record something now?” Xaph asked as Oak left the machine, flipped some buttons on the large circles, brightness flooding the room, pointed toward the bed.

“Yup. It shouldn’t be a long scene.” Oak walked back into the bathroom, leaving the door open as he continued to talk. “I just have to fuck myself with that dragon dildo while I’m desperate to piss until I can’t hold it anymore. Thankfully the dude doesn’t care if I come or not, I don’t think I could again right now.”

Xaph stopped breathing. The words Oak said had broken his brain. He didn’t reply and the human didn’t seem to need him to as he stayed in the bathroom, humming to himself again. Xaph could picture it. His little human stuffed full of dragon cock, his rim stretched and so fucking pink. The boy would beg, plead with Xaph, telling him he had to piss, that he couldn’t hold it anymore. But Xaph would ignore him, tell him to keep riding the cock. The human lacked body jewelry but Xaph could easily rectify that and in the demon’s mind, he had his nipples pierced with a chain between them that Xaph could tug on.

The boy’s face would be flushed, almost as red as his own skin as he cried. Frustrated, needy, desperate. But also hard. Because despite what Oak had said, Xaph would make him come again, and again, just because he could. Because it would make the human so much more desperate and ready to obey him.

And obey him his little human would. Because while Oak was a sassy asshole, deep down he just wanted to be manhandled and controlled, Xaph could feel the truth of it down to his bones. He would keep him desperate and hard, not a drop of piss allowed to spill until Xaph plowed his own cock into the mortal, bending him in half and commanding him to piss all over himself. Douse them both in his piss and cum until everything reeked of Oak, until Xaph couldn’t hold back and had to breed him deep and long, let his own bladder release inside the man. Fill his body up until it swelled with his seed and urine.

“Xaph?” Oak’s amused voice broke through his fantasy. Xaph grunted, turning to look at the human who had finally appeared from the other room. Naked again. Mostly. He wore a pair of bright red under garments that hugged his front half in an obscene manner. A low growl built in his core as Xaph took in the site of his human before him.

His Human.

Mine.

Flames licked up from his horns and one of his hands massaged the large bulge straining to be free in his pants.

“As interesting as all this…is…” Oak waved his hand up and down Xaph’s body before continuing. “You need to go downstairs now so I can film.”

Xaph kept his hand cupped around his cock, growling deep in his throat at the idea of being sent away now.

Mine.

“Demon sex is a top tier goal for me, Red. But I gotta do my job right now so, out.” The little human walked toward him, shoving him bodily out the door. For some reason, Xaph allowed himself to be shoved around, ducking just in time to miss the top of the door frame.

“Feel free to listen, though.” Oak said with a wink and a lick of his lips after gazing at Xaph’s straining dick. The little pest giggled, shutting and locking Xaph out before the demon could respond.

Xaph snarled, banging a fist against the door in frustration.

Mine.

No.

Fuck that. Fuck this. Fuck all of it.

Xaph growled loudly one last time before thumping down the stairs, determined to tune all of his hearing toward the forest and away from the infuriating, naked human upstairs who was not his.

Fuck.

Blog About Ch4: Naming The Demon Realm

When I started writing this chapter, I asked my husband if 3 sexy scenes in 4 chapters was too many lol. He said I should let Oak’s dick have a rest so the sexy scene here is brief and only in Xaph’s imagination.

I can’t wait until these two actually touch and explore! Should it be soft and sweet or explosive and angry?

Also, I need a name for the Demon Realm! I’ll admit, I don’t have the mythology of this world planned out. Xaph is a demon but not from Hell. There’s another mythological/supernatural creature I specifically have planned for later but that’s a secret. I don’t know who else is involved or if there are Gods, etc. I just know I didn’t want it based on Christian mythology with Hell as a place for sinners.

So thoughts on a name for the Demon Realm? Something weird since our Demon’s full name is Xapheigorth Aweralum Zaesielche.