Chapter Eighteen

"Come sit down with me for a moment, Dawn," Azarel said to her but her eyes were glued to the television.

"Ahh, it can wait," she said before erupting into another round of laughter at the actors on the screen.

"Dawn," he said sternly. "Now."

She shot him a dirty look. "No."

He stood between the television and her. She craned her neck around him, but his frame blocked the screen out totally. "I said, now."

"And I said, I don't wanna - " she was in the middle of saying when his tail reached out gently towards her, wrapping around her wrist, and thin tendrils protruded from it to inch up the inside of her hand. It jerked back towards Azarel and Dawn's face broke out into a smile. "Okay, okay, geez. I'll come if you want me to, Azzie."

Azarel walked towards the dining room, his tail and Dawn lagging behind. It was still firmly attached to her wrist and caressing it. It was about the only time he was thankful for it, honestly. They sat down at the sharp edge of the table and Azarel arranged their chairs so that they faced each other. He rested one hand on the side of the table and she put her hands in her lap with a questioning look in her eyes.

"Now that I'm a demon, Dawn," he said. "I am no longer the correct guardian for you. I've already kicked some process into place and soon, I'll find the right replacement for me and you can be on your way to another home which will be better at taking care of you."

His tail released its hold around her wrist and hovered in midair before Dawn. The end turning into a hand, it brushed her hair away from her face before cupping her chin and lifting it.

"Oh, trust me," Dawn said. "I'm never leaving Azzie."

"This is the right decision for you," he said, hoping that it would get into her thick skull.

"You disagree, right, Azzie?" Dawn purred and Azzie sent a protrusion smack into the side of Azarel's cheek, causing him to bristle. "Aww."

"Look, even when I was your guardian angel, I was still an epic failure. I inserted memories into your mind, false memories of you growing up happily with me so that you would see me in a better light and be happier. Instead of helping, I caused you to fall for me instead. I've since removed every false memory from your mind but your determinations have yet to change."

"Oh, don't worry," Dawn said. "I don't love you anymore, I love Azzie now."

He sighed. "I'm not kidding around, Dawn," he deadpanned.

Azzie wrapped around her nape and when it rounded the side of her neck, it dipped into her cleavage.

"I don't care what you say," Dawn told him. "I want you as my guardian and I'll fight anyone who tries to separate me from you. Can't you see that you're the one who protects me the best? You fucking gave up Heaven for me."

"I know, but - " Azarel said but Azzie pushed the top of her shirt past one breast, exposing the lace detail of her bra to Azarel. Circling around the area where her nipple would be, Azarel glared at what his tail was doing, and he felt his mouth drying out.

"Just know that I don't want any part in this. I want to be with you," she said. "I want you."

"Yes, but don't you see that - " Azarel said as Azzie slowly tried to inch her bra down to reveal her breast. "Azzie, stop!"

Dawn's mouth gaped open. "You just called him Azzie!"

"No, I didn't," he said.

Azzie formed an opaque fan in front of her breast but Azarel could see the bra being pushed downwards over her breast around the edges. From where he sat, he couldn't see what Azzie was doing but Dawn threw her head back and let out a soft moan.

"Fuck, Azzie," she breathed.

"Goddamn tail!" Azarel said as he tried to tug the tail back. Instead of listening, it remained firmly latched onto her breast, fondling it but keeping him entirely out of the action. "Stop it!"

Dawn burst out laughing. "Oh my god, Azzie, he's jealous of you."

"I'm not!" Azarel said. Then he glared at his tail. "I swear I'll fucking chop you off."

"Don't listen to him, Azzie. He might not love you, but I love you very much."

"Fucking traitor," Azarel said to his tail.

"Azarel, I don't think it's going to work out. I want to elope with Azzie."

He sighed as Dawn continued to giggle. "Enjoy this while you can, Dawn. We'll be gone before you know it."

Her expression stilled and turned serious. "God, you were serious?"

"Yes, I was. Don't worry, you'll forget we even existed."

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Azarel's eyes fluttered open and he ran his hand over his face to drive the sleep from his eyes. Blinking, he looked down at himself. Papers were on top of him, official documents pertaining to Dawn's guardianship. He was doing the right thing for her. She'd never see him again, but he would always be just around the corner to ensure she was protected at all times. He would never let harm come to her.

Stretching his leg out, his tail shot from behind him and waved about in midair. He had meant to look through the documents and settle them properly but had ended up falling asleep instead. He sat up on the couch, and that was when he caught sight of it.

There were several crosses laid out in front of him. As he stared at each of them, he realised that they formed a circle around him, closing him and the couch in. He glared at the circle of crosses and rolled his eyes. What was she trying to do this time? There was never an end to her antics.

He got to his feet and tried to head for the kitchen but out of nowhere, his head hit an invisible wall and it sent him flying back into the couch. He blinked for a while, not knowing what happened. He got to his feet again and raised a hand up, approaching the area directly above a cross.

His hand pressed onto the invisible wall, and it sizzled with electricity. Jerking his hand back, he found that his skin was burning hot and smoke was flowing from it. He spun around several times, and he saw the thin barrier wavering in the air.

"DAWN!"

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"DAWN!" Azarel roared. "FUCK, DAWN!"

He heard footsteps rushing down the hallway out into the living room. Within seconds, her small figure appeared at the doorway leading to the living room. Her small mouth fell open at the sight of him trapped inside the circle of crosses and a hearty laugh escaped from her lips.

"It worked!" Dawn laughed.

"Dawn! What the fuck is this?!"

"My friend loves the occult. She told me this would work," she said. "So it really is possible to trap a demon by placing a circle of crosses around his body."

"Get me the fuck out of here!" Azarel said, fuming.

"Well, no," she said with a half-smile.

"It wasn't a fucking request, it's a bloody order, Dawn," he said. "I'm not saying it again."

"Promise me you won't leave me."

He shut his eyes and pinched his nose bridge. "I told you that what I am doing is for your own good."

"Fuck that. I want you here with me forever."

"Remove the crosses, Dawn!" Azarel ordered.

"No."

"You can't fucking keep me in here forever, can you?"

"I'm pretty sure angels and demons are immortals," she laughed. "You don't need food or drink."

She was right. "Dawn…"

"You can stay there forever," she laughed again.

"Hmm," Azarel mused aloud. "I wonder how soon before pretty little Dawn starts feeling sexually frustrated again? What are you going to do when you need my cock?"

"Now that actually sounds like a great offer," Dawn said. "Finally."

"If I'm inside this stupid circle, then you won't be able to - " Azarel was in the middle of saying when his tail extended towards the invisible wall. "Wait - " but the tail continued moving towards the force field.

Ah, well, it was about time to get it chopped off anyway.

But it fucking penetrated the force field and moved towards Dawn. She opened her arms to it and Azzie slung itself over her right shoulder and ran itself across her left hip. With one quick tug, it slid her dress off her body.

"Fucking hell," Azarel said as he stared in horror. Why the fuck could his tail escape this wretched circle?!

"It seems I have good company now," Dawn giggled.

"Let me out, Dawn, will you?" Azarel said through gritted teeth as Azzie spread across every inch of her skin in a web, plastering itself onto her. Inch by inch, Azzie popped Dawn free of her lace bra and dropped her panties to the ground. She stood before him, naked like the goddess she personified.

"Say the magic word."

"Fucking let me out!"

"That's not what I want to hear," Dawn smiled, the web covering her skin with its web and exposing her tender parts.

"Dawn, I swear…"

She reached down with a finger which disappeared into her folds. Azzie wrapped itself around that finger and as she inched it inside, its web came tantalisingly close to her pussy.

Fuck if he was going to let Azzie have all the fun.

"Dawn," he said, cursing under his breath. "Please."

"Say it again. Nicely."

"Please, Dawn, will you let me out of this circle?"

Oh, someone was going to be punished.

"Of course, anything for you," Dawn said and she stepped forward to kick a cross out of the circle. The force field faded into thin air and Azarel shot forward at her, lifting her off her feet as she giggled.

"I really want to chop this tail off," Azarel swore and Dawn wrapped her legs around his back.

"Fuck me, Azzie," she said. "Oh, sorry, I meant Azarel."

"You're going to regret that," Azarel said as Azzie's web left her body and it transformed into a single tail again. He pulled his cock out of his pants, letting it fall to the ground. Hovering her body over his tip, he sank her down into his cock bit by bit, causing her to moan.

"Az - Az - " Dawn moaned as he sheathed himself fully inside of her. His hands clutching onto either hip, he lifted her up and down his cock as he stood in the middle of the living room. Her pussy slicked in and out of it with a wet sound, and her breasts bounced along with their rhythm.

Turning around, he walked towards the couch and threw her on top of it. Her legs wide apart, he placed his hands on the couch rest behind her as he stood at the edge of the couch, ramming hard into her with thrust after thrust. Pulling her further down the couch with his tail, he slid in and out of her in increasing pace, and she screamed in pleasure behind lips that were tightly shut. Her boobs shook up and down as he plowed into her, her pussy clenching and unclenching hard on his cock.

Gripping hard onto the couch rest behind her, he hovered over her small figure, leaning into the couch rest. She was trapped under his chest as he continued thrusting into her, and loud smacking sounds echoed in the air.

"Yes!" Dawn screamed, her legs hooking onto his back, pulling him into her.

Drawing back from the couch rest, he pressed his hand onto her thigh, flattening it on the couch before he drove his cock up and down into her pussy, now directly above her. The couch bounced up and down along to their fucking, their rough lovemaking.

"I'm coming," he said and Dawn nodded as her pussy spasmed around his cock, telling him she was close too. The orgasm exploded in waves and he pushed in and pulled out as slowly as he could, before he sheathed himself fully inside her again to fill her with his cum, until her pussy dripped of it.