Help. I'm going to be the Demon Lord's food!

"I've no other choice but to accept?"

"Yes, if you don't want to die, that is," Del watched Eric amused sulking on the bed. This man was really too adorable. Del wanted to pinch his cheeks, embrace him and feed him all the delicious food. Then Del's eyes turned dark.

He wanted to have this pouty, pale face, flushed red and tainted with sticky white and moan in pleasure underneath him. Del realised that it was not good to only wear a towel and instantly walked over to the closet to hide his desires. He had to take his time with his newfound target.

Eric was a very teasable, cute, little human. Del was very satisfied with him. So being patient was only making Eric more delicious. Eric watched Del change his clothes before he realised, "Del, how old are you?"

"Why? Hmm, in human age, I'd be 28."

"In Demon age?"

"You don't need to know," Del, perfectly dressed showing off his good body, approached Eric and sat on the bed again.

"Why are you curious?"

"Well, your son seems to be the same age as you."

"Oh..." Del understood, "My sons are called my sons but they're not really my sons. The strongest person in the demon World is the Demon Lord, then the Demon Lord takes the next few strong demons and makes them his children. Afterwards, the most influential demons are the nobles. You have seen it already, they live around the palace."

Heaven! The strongest demon? Of course, Eric should know it but hearing it was still a bit... under no circumstances could Eric offend Del. He had to hug that status and title of his and survive in the Demon World as a mere human!

"Don't worry I will protect you," as if Del read Eric's mind, he said. His cheeky hand trailed to Eric's back and softly caressed it, his eyes burnt with visible desire to bully that vulnerable human right in front of him.

"That's good, you can assure my safety," Eric smiled sweetly but if only he raised his head a bit more, he would've seen the dark current twirling in Del's eyes and understood that Del was also, probably even more dangerous than the other demons.

But Eric gullible continued his angel act whipping Del with lashes of yearning to tear his mask off and have him pressed underneath him, choking, crying and moaning. If only Eric activated his skill or it automatically activated, Eric could've seen the lusting gaze he was being stared at with.

Right now, Eric was like a mouse trapped in a big cat's evil fangs, yet the cat gave him a false sense of security, so the mouse didn't bother to struggle free, only falling deeper into the illusion and soon be completely swallowed up.

"Yes, don't worry. You're safe with me," Del's misty eyes cleared up as he said with regret, "Unfortunately, I won't be able to be here all the time but as long as you're in the castle no one will harm you," and I can then slowly have my fun with you.

"Thanks a lot, Del," Eric's eyes curved beautifully. Damn bastard. Yet his thoughts were twisted. Risk your damn life to protect me! It was your fake son who cursed me and you damn oh-so-fucking strong Demon Lord who brought me to this hellhole way too dangerous for humans.

The more Eric smiled innocently and beautifully, the more Del wanted to bully Eric until he was broken and panting on the bed. His beautiful big eyes were reddish with large drops of tears as the corners were like dew in the early mornings on steady branches.

Del only smiled and then pinched Eric's waist as he sighed and regretted he couldn't do more to Eric right now.

[Skill acti-]

Cancel!

Eric felt the little pinch and was shocked out of his wits! He felt his body and soul separating, mixing, separating and then each of them leaving his body until only a lifeless shell remained.

Eric knew he should've used the skill but, for the life of his puny human body, I don't want to know what kind of R18000+ thoughts swirled around Del's mind! Rather being unaware, then aware and on edge!

If Eric had a system, it'd sneer and condemn it's host's stupidity but Eric didn't, so he continued to walk down the road of doom.

Hey, hey!

Where are my demon, monster-slaying weapons? Lemme slaughter this perverted big golden thigh here I should cling onto!

Eric huffed in and out but suppressed the hateful voices in his head and continued to sweetly smile at Del.

"By the way," Eric started and inauspiciously the tried to move further away from Del only to be caught again by the latter and have a cuss storm trapped in his poor chest.

"Hmm?" Del raised an eyebrow and pretended nothing happened while his big hand kneaded the soft skin under his fingers. Eric only wore a big shirt so his legs were exposed. Long, slender and pale. Delicious.

Eric noticed the slight abnormality in Del's eyes and gulped but he quickly brushed it off, "Back to the previous topic, how old can demons get?"

Del thought for a while, "A few 100 years?"

Eric narrowed his eyes and almost blurted out, why the fuck did you sound like you weren't sure? Why the fuck do I see a question mark at the end of your sentence? What the fuck is that thing doing there?

But Eric only nodded obediently and said, ''I see. Is it also possible to see the Demon World?"

"You want to see?"

"Yep!" Eric clapped his hands and tried to be as endearing as possible. Eric didn't even need to try, just one smile of his sent Del into the dark chambers of forbidden bedding techniques every demon should exert upon a human to exhaust them for months.

But Del held it in. He was a bit surprised, it was obvious to see what power Eric had over him. It has been a long while since Del was so attracted to someone, a human on top of that.

"It's not a safe though."

"Not even with the Demon Lord?" Eric blinked sadly and his charms just spread out.

Del had to shield his face. UGH. Too blinding, too aromatic. He wanted to bed the hell out of Eric right now.

"Ermm...? Did I say anything wrong?" Eric's eyes were wide and his lips pressed into a fine line. Fuck.

Del's eyes were greedily, crazily sizing him up.

Mum. Dad. Please save me. I think I just became the Demon Lord's food!