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To Be The Devil's Daughter: The Beginning

When Roxy is accidentally summoned by a group of boys in New York , the city starts experiencing a lot of tragedies. How can it be stopped? "So what's your story, girl? Why should we hire you?" "Well, many people call me many names. Some call me the daughter of hell, and some call me the cursed offspring of Lucifer, the fallen angel. Most of the times, I go by the name...Roxy. Humans here call me Roxy Malford, but don't know how to respect me. It was fine...until it was 2019." "You're hired. Welcome to the world of the Bad, where we defeat evil...with evil. My secretary will direct you to your designation, starting from now." Oh, the smirk on her face. They say, there's Good in every Bad thing and there is Bad in every Good thing. Roxy is set to test her limits by the powers she possesses as the fate of the darkness depends on her.

yukides_ · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
21 Chs

Another day, another way [M]

[WARNING 18+]

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waking up next to the male was considered as bliss. of course, it was a universal anatomy of any kind of love for couples.

but the better version of waking up next to sijna, is him being on top of her, pumping himself on her.

[what are you doing...] she asks slowly while chuckling, he kisses her face and neck as he groans and continuing stroking himself on top of her. it takes guts to pull such a stunt in the morning, because your girlfriend might be mad, she might perceive you thinking of her as your sex object well indeed, she was just the door of pleasure.

pleasure for solace, pleasure for peace and pleasure in growth of the man.

they can still fuck though.

pulling him to kiss her rosy lips that were glistening in the morning, they hear birds chirping and the male bends to one side as he did not want to crush her beneath his weight yet his arm was aching a bit, because his other hand was busy easing himself.

[let me...] she says to him with her eyes. it was a problematic fear for the others because they never spoke with the hands and gestures much. all their signals and communication was done by their eyes, gazing into each other, smiling with each other and even the worst kind of talks about leah and the heirloom.

sijna was getting tired, she knew it. so she lends a hand, a naughty hand which glides down his chest and fingers pointed down, she makes him halt in his movements as his arm slowly goes to rest beside her head. he tilts his head and stares into her eyes, wondering where he had found such a wonderful woman when he did not even deserve someone as glossy like a moss like Jada, a dirty girl in their tribe, in their village.

[I love you...] her eyes spoke to him, yet this time her hand spoke the words too.

how?

she naughtily plays with his puebs, as if touching his length was not enough. he takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, almost crumbling into her spine chilling touch as he let's his body feel ber rhythm.

*dun dun, dun dun*

they say that when you are in love, your partner's heartbeat mixes with yours and the vibrations of it makes you calm and feel like nothing in this lonesome world is going to bother you. the sun may rise and set, the moon can rule the night, but the lovers shall always be in their bed, make love in different positions while also staring at themselves like there was no tomorrow.

he sets onto her nap like the sun, his body adjusts to her little size as she too spreads her legs to accommodate the male's hips into hers. it was easier this way.

she leans her head away, an indication for him to make as many love bites as he can on the woman's neck as her free hand goes around to wrap around his nape, to make him feel as dizzy as possible because she wanted him to sleep again, never leave the bed again.

his hands goes down to hold her waist as he removes her hand and makes her stationary there like a doll. for his own imagination, he closes his eyes and starts to hump her. slowly, casually, like he was set onto making the best of his seconds and minutes in this position.

he drags her thighs to place them on his, giving him room for some more space as he could feel her folds right away. she was so soft yet her pubes gave him the feeling of realness. he lifts her gown up to her chest, his pad of the thumbs softly rubbing around her semi hard nips as she holds his hands, goosebumps spreading all over her chest and stomach while her body took his caresses as a torture method.

[you like it?] he asks her as she nods her head, he smiles and plays with her nips while slowly dragging himself up and down between her folds.

he had not entered her yet, not yet. he was choosing the right time while he was still anxious if he was making her wait for too long. as if she had read his mind, she says to him.

[keep going] she says with two round circles with her wrist, telling him to go on with his actions on her.

suddenly, there was a disruptive knock on sijna's door as the male looks up and sighs.

roxy chuckles and pats him on his shoulder as he gets up and starts to dress by himself. suddenly, roxy uses her magic and wraps his lower body in a cloth to cover his body. he was star struck and mostly, stunned to death because he was still new to her magic.

he gulps and sighs, making the woman giggle as she covers her body back with her gown and the blanket too.

[oh, chief...] he bows down to his chief who places his hand on the door, keeping it wide open as his other hand pushes the other door. sijna was a little perplexed, why was his chief wanting to enter the room?

before the chief could do as said, sijna quickly blocks his view from watching roxy's bare back on his bed.

although, the chief has seen it as he raises an eyebrow at the male, his head craving upwards as he retracts his hands back to his back.

[you're sleeping with the healer?] he asks sijna so casually that sijna almost forgets that he is their chief. he was about to make an expression of defending the woman and their relationship when suddenly, sloth and gluttony walk inside instead of the chief.

[hey, what are you doing?] he tries to stop them by holding their hands and dragging them back but roxy had already sensed danger. she furrows her eyebrows, sloth's face was in front of her as he was bending down to speak with her through their minds.

"roxy, wake up. we have a little mission." Says sloth. the woman draws her head back and looks at the male up and down.

"What kind of mission requires me?"

"the angels are messing with the people in the city. the politics are rising too high and even wrath is overdue on his account. you know how everything works. too much is too bad too." He says to the woman and suddenly, sloth was being pulled away by sijna who questions him.

[is that how to barge into my house and look at my woman? you should ask me and then enter if it were so important.] the little infant tries to lecture the mega warrior as sloth was getting angry. he does not like it when people underestimate him.

as much how the the others are important, sloth was one of the foundation traits in every human too.

sloth was about to show sijna his place when roxy suddenly grips his arm and shakes her head.

she turns towards her lover, smiling as her loose gown showed them half of her chest. the three visitors turn away from her as she quickly realizes but the damage was done. she bites her inner cheek and closes her eyes slowly, nodding her head and telling him that everything was better than fine.

[we will continue this after I get back] she gestures him and naughtily teases him by dragging her hand through his pelvic area as she walked by. the male inhales sharply, thank God none of them have seen their lover's behavior as he smiles like a stupid fool and waits until all of them have left.

having followed ber to the outside of his door like a puppy, he immediately pulls her back in and starts kissing her fervently like he was low on oxytocin. the woman giggles into the kiss and lets him have his fun.

although, she missed out on the point that sijna was actually a justice lover.

so he slips his hands into her low suited gown and rubs her nips which immediately rise at his touch. she widens her eyes and pushes him away softly, shaking her head as she grabs a shawl and runs away.

having been called for a little meeting with her guardians, she swipes her hand in the air and they all enter into her space created mirror world. she drops the shawl to the floor, letting the grass beneath them absorb its warmth as she stretches her body.

lust was evening every corner of her body, he bites down on his lip but a certain someone glares at him and he calms down, temporarily.

"roxy. there's a breach. the angels are not letting the world live out there. we have to do something about this." Says the male as roxy lifts her head up and walks past lust who lustfully inhales her scent as she passes by.

"then handle it yourself. I'm bust now. I can't be much help." She says.

"it's not about being of help or not. Satan told us to take you there." at that being said, she turns her head around and assumes the severity of the breach.

"fine."