A little tease of what’s to come!
After a few successful evenings with Asha to balance out all the retribution he was doling out psychologically he got back to the work that was left. A few moons before Halloween he got to the good part, pushing the entirety of everyone to the very edge, the tip of the iceberg before it split open and revealed its true nature.Rell had been his priority from jump but he finally managed to bring his plan to fruition. For the stalker and bane of Asha’s existence for the time that they were together, gifting his love a mountain load of trauma and grief to work through in their separation. Rell became increasingly aware in each dream just how much Young had seen and heard. Since he had access to memories of both the times when Rell was mistreating her in person and the times when he was speaking ill on his princess’ name, his anger towards the man was ten thousand fold and he was determined to unleash ten thousand demons worth of pent up rage to let it loose upon the man. But he had to mo
It was no bother though, Blood had been taught how to deal with the likes of their kind. Though they were showing a strong front, he knew just how close to the edge they really were from experience. That hopeless feeling usually brought out the weakness or a last desperate show of strength in that person. He knew they were only mere moments away so he did the one thing that had ultimately got him to break in the trials of his tribulation.He made them do to themselves what they were doing to others and they got to hear everyone’s screams at once.It was not a pleasant experience and if they had any shame or guilt left to be played on then it would also feel like being forced to survive a tornado of emotion and make it out in tact. The pressure it applied to the psyche would irreversibly shatter most minds but for the kind of men that had to first survive those atrocities they inflicted, it made them both atone for their sins and get permission to commit them freely.At least, that’s h
Rell had become a shut-in since the last time Blood had visited and it tickled his demon brain to witness such an audacious man finally displaying just how meek he’d always been. His bloodlust was absolutely appeased to witness the man had fell asleep in a fetal position and had held it even when he crossed over into the unconscious dreamlands. It was comforting to see him cowering in a similar way in which he chastised Asha for. Anybody who’d truly known her, knew her affinity for sucking her thumb in comfort. It was a tick she’d picked up as a child, and unbeknownst to her family, a manifestation of her neurodivergent tendencies she’d find out about soon enough. Rell jumped on that information and made her pay for it, just like most people did sooner or later. However in Rell’s case, he relished in doing everything he could to push that trigger in order to make her feel even worse than she already did in that moment. Young had been the only man she’d been with to just write it off
Meanwhile Asha was waking up drenched in a sweat for an entirely different reason. Young had not stopped teasing Asha with her desires, only allowing her a few steps closer to what she wanted each time she had met him in her subconscious. The last time she woke up from the dream she had just touched the doorknob, leaning against the door to keep from falling forward from the near orgasm Young had produced from just his assault on her neck. That man did always know how to drive her wild with just that fucking mouth. It sickened her how easily he had her gushing and ready to give into his every whim.It was making Asha restless to keep having such real dreams about him, constantly waking almost dehydrated with only him on her mind to quench her thirst. She was trying to put her love for him behind her and this sudden reappearance of his face in her dreams was making her anxious, beyond anxious actually. It felt too real and she didn’t want to make herself insane by giving into her secret
The last conversation Rell had with Blood had indeed pushed him to do exactly what he was told, giving Young a week to bring the first phase of his plans to fruition.He’d taken the demon’s words seriously, needing no further convincing that following the instructions given were vital to him continuing to draw breath untouched, at least for now. He’d foregone his morning routine, omitting his shower to quickly got dressed in the easiest thing he could find, some basketball shorts and slides, before rushing out his door at the crack of dawn. The songs of the birds were the only thing to indicate to him that it was in fact morning with the sky still painted black-blue. That’s how he found himself in the closest police precinct begging the officers to help him.“Please! Arrest me!” Rell screamed as he practically fell into the doors constantly looking back to see if the demon would follow behind him from his apartment, convinced he’d seen his horns in his rearview mirror.“Sir, please, c
“So what will it be?”Those words combined with the fresh feeling of near death had finally instilled the fear he’d been working so tirelessly to curate in the management team. All of them had agreed with a snotty-nosed “I’ll confess!”Somehow that last snapshot of what was waiting for them in the afterlife was always the last straw for the toughest of human minds to comply to giving the reparations demanded of them. Having those who used their power no matter how it came, be subjected to the same type of mental and physical torture they inflicted on Earth always broke even the ones considered most evil on Earth. It was an extremely rare soul that stood arrogantly in their wrongs, refusing to cower in the atrocities that made them who they were. Thankfully none of these particular men were cut from that particular cloth.Blood was pleased that each member of the management team was primed for their falls, ready and willing to take that leap into the truth. He was clearing out the enti
On the day before All Hallows Eve, on Asha’s day off while she was napping, Young returned to the garden of his love’s dreams, and this time he would not be leaving her until he was absolutely sure that she was on the verge of the first of many orgasms he’d be giving to her. Instead of starting at the entrance of the villa, like he’d been doing for the last few months, he sat on the couch, manspreading. He hoped the sudden and very apparent change to what had been the custom start to this particular dream would clue her subconscious into understanding that he was really there and had been for quite some time. Even though he needed her body strung as tight as a guitar string just waiting to sing its tune, he also wanted to ease her into the truth. He knew she believed in the other side and was still searching for the best practices in order to be able to connect to her spirit, ancestors, and the creator, but it was one thing to believe something like this was possible, a whole nother to
Asha took Young’s hand, accepting his help up off the floor. Something she almost immediately regretted by the way he held onto her hands and pulled her close to wrap an arm around her. His other hand softly waltzing up her skin to cup Asha’s face in the other. He was ecstatic that he finally had her in his arms in this physical realm. It had felt like ages since he’d had an opportunity, although he’d been visiting her damn near every night for the last few months.He gave Asha no choice but to rest her hands against his chest, forcing her to maintain eye contact as he deciphered every last bit of her soul that was in view. She’d tried more than once to pull away but he was not having it.Asha squeaked out, “What are you doing here?”“I’m here for you my angel.”“But. Young, how are you even here right now?”“I made a deal.” He said as he finally broke eye contact, suddenly nervous. She always knew how to sniff out when he was in some shenanigans and this time was no different. The on
Young was grateful that the restaurant was a good trek away from where they started as it gave them plenty of time to enjoy this experience and each other. He had this feeling in the pit of his stomach that just wouldn’t abate since they got to the bookstore and now that they were getting ready to close out the day, it made him more anxious. It was like all the work he’d done to make Asha more comfortable with his new title and create some sort of normalcy was getting ready to be washed away. It made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and his balls itch. Neither was a good sign, but he was determined to ignore it so that he could give Asha the best day possible. She deserved to be pampered after all the shit the people around her had put her through, him included.Asha had wanted to pout about not being able to experience what it was like to first set off on a voyage via carriage, but she kept her brattyness in check. As Young pulled her into his side as close as po
Little did they know, both Asha and Young had the same thoughts on their mind as the older couple. Though they were playing out the day as if they could easily pick up from where they left off, as if there had been any normal part of their relationship in Young’s life or afterlife, they knew otherwise. It seemed they were constantly on a rollercoaster, going from ride to ride as the struggles and challenges got more and more advanced so did the frightening twists, turns, and plunges of their rollercoaster. But they both knew that this was yet another pivotal moment in the history of their relationship. Despite all they’d survived both together and separately to be able to get to this moment of forced normalcy, it was fragile. The question running through their minds was the same, ‘Could and would they last long enough to grow old and grey together?’Asha’s mind kept cycling between that question and ‘what if Young never grew old despite a successful release from his demonic sentence’
The older couple had continued to watch them from their little alcove connecting the back room with the rest of the store. Both happily joined Asha and Young, giggling like teenagers at the obvious care they both shared. To them it was comical to be able to see themselves in the young couple. Siphoning some of the frivolous fun being young and in love naturally procured. They had always been able to maintain the innocence of their bond, but it was couples like Asha and Young that added a little kindling and a lot of reminders as to why those moments were so important.As Young stacked the mountain of books on the counter, the older woman rang them up while the man gently bagged them in their custom tote bags. Young was surprised to find that the actual name of the shop was ‘Book Haven.’ It came extremely close to Asha’s description of ‘book nook.’ “Find everything alright?” she asked.Young paused his unloading to watch Asha’s face light up like the sky on 4th of July.“Yes! It was s
Coming back into his body from the minefield that had become his mind to witness Asha finally taking a seat in the nook she’d filled with books eased his spirit for the time being. He watched as she looked for whichever book that she just had to start reading right now before starting the harrowing task of sorting the rest to make space for her to get comfortable. Young joined her in the love seat, simultaneously placing her in his lap and putting the book she set aside in her hands to read. She gave him a look and thought better than to speak whatever had popped into her head as he started sorting her books out on the table and window sill.By the time he had finished his task of sorting the books so that it’d be easier to pick them up, she’d settled into him and was a few chapters in. Young sat back and eased into the feeling of having her in his arms, her head resting against his shoulder. The turning of the pages created a peaceful lull that Young hadn’t experienced in
As Young stood at the counter, caught up in watching Asha operate in her world from the outskirts of it, he wondered. Many things flit through his mind, memories, questions, random thoughts. The main thing he wondered though was ‘what if the spirit of the universe is really the spirit of her heart laid out in a trillion pages?’ Despite being shown her more negative lives, Young didn’t trust that the council had been telling him the whole truth. Watching Asha in her natural habitat, searching for her heart in the pages of those who left pieces of their souls to be examined, he wondered. He wondered how could someone with a spirit that shone of the brilliant balance she’d lived in every life could be so important to the parts that were so unbalanced. ‘How could someone that took in the broken boy and who searched for the shattered man belong to the evils of the world?’ She had every opportunity to give into her rage, despair, and vengeance with him in life and death, but her
Keeping with the theme of the day, ‘Asha’s complete and utter joy,’ Young happily drove them from the mall and to her favorite kind of store. He found a locally owned bookstore that gratefully had a lounge area for her to kick her feet up for a few hours and indulge in the pages of one of the books that would inevitably capture her full attention. As he talked with the owners of the book nook as Asha called it, divulging as much of their story as he could without disturbing their human psyche, he kept a watchful eye on his angel. She took her time going over each shelf with the same leisurely excitement he’d seen her do to at least a thousand different shelves since they were kids. Every now and then when he blinked, he saw every version of her he’d known in this life and a few times, visions of who she’d been in past lives, doing the same thing. “You must really love that woman young man,” the older man had said.Young turned his head to him and asked, “what makes you say that?”You
As they walked from the nail salon back to the car hand in hand, Young took note of the people around them, watching them watch Asha and him. Young looked at Asha and couldn’t help but see her and them both through the eyes of all these strangers. She did indeed look like the hot ass angel she was with the outfit he chose, one he’d seen her in plenty of times when allowed visitation. During his process of melding with Blood, the council would occasionally allow him moments to peek in on Asha as motivation to complete the mission they had for him. He’d always loved her lounging days when he was alive so that was the visual he always chose when he could. It was the only time she allowed herself to wear what she wanted rather than what she deemed appropriate to be seen in. Now she and this city was getting to experience her wearing what she wanted without a care of opinions.Alone Asha walked around with this aura that was just undeniable, but now with Young by her side and Bl
Asha was already warm and gooey with all of her old feelings being stirred up and mixing with the new ones Young was evoking. If she could describe herself right now she’d be a chocolate cookie fresh out the oven, with someone trying to eat it before it had a chance to cool down. And Young was definitely trying to eat her alive inside and out. As soon as she had went to reach to take the plate to the sink, there he was grabbing it out of her hands. It was like his sixth sense for when she was about to overwork herself with busywork had become heightened. Never had he snatched something from her before she could get to it, always immediately after. Then, he picked out an outfit that she loved wearing in the house but hated to expose herself in public in. Asha had no problem styling herself in extravagant and sometimes dramatic outfits just for herself. She would lay up in the house doing all types of self care things that would end with a romantic lunch
He had the immense pleasure of being able to watch her pretty pout of ecstasy turn into an even cuter one of frustration. No doubt the realization that she wasn’t going to get her next nut how and when she wanted a cold bucket to her psyche. She hadn’t changed one bit and that made his discovery even more rewarding. This he could work with, this he could mold to his advantage. They still had the core of who they were and thus the core of who they were as a pair and how they operated because of it. Not many souls had the privilege of claiming such a thing and yet they continued to for many millennia lost to the sands of time.With his observation, Young decided that today at least they were going to have a ‘normal’ day. Something akin to what they had at the pinnacle of their relationship would give him the motivation and inspiration to figure out what was next. He had to be smart about this or everything was going to come crashing down and quickly.After plating he