Dark Magick Episode 4

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Dark Magick Episode Three 

Spellbound





 

 I glance around and notice that the crowd has considerably thinned out. One drink and one dance led to enough that I lost count. I haven't enjoyed being with a man in such a long time. The conversation was intriguing. Mat seems truly interested in what I have to say and he also has a great sense of humor.  He can also dance better than anyone I have ever met. But then again he isn’t an average man. When did I start calling him Mat? Thinking of him as a man? Heck he isn’t even really a man is he? He’s a freakin' Demon and I just ignored my boyfriend an entire night to be with him and Enjoyed every single minute!

“As much as I have enjoyed this evening, I have business to attend and you should return to your boyfriend.” Am I imagining that his voice sounded wistful?

Holding my breath as he steps behind me pulling back my seat, I stand, half afraid he will kiss me and half hoping he does.

“Yeah, I guess you are going to inflict some sort of punishment on Sebastian. Please don’t break anything in my house.” I can tell by the distance and his stance he isn’t going to kiss me. Why do I feel so disappointed? 

“My dear, I have plenty other work to attend to that has absolutely nothing to do with Sebastian. I haven't had an evening that I entertained myself in a very long time. It was a pleasure, but now I must go.”

He quickly bends and plants a quick kiss on my forehead.

“I will be seeing you very soon, my love.” Without a sound or movement or anything he just vanishes. It was as if hadn’t been there at all.

I return to the table nervous, not sure how to explain my long absence to Josh. He still was nursing a beer, his eyes still glued to the TV.

“That must be one heck of a good game.” I lean over and kiss Josh on the cheek.

“Oh babe! I am so sorry. I don’t know what came over me. You’re not mad are you?” He seems to just snap out of some sort of trance.

“No actually I ran into an old friend. I was afraid you'd miss me and be upset.”

“You know I trust you. I don't have anything to worry about do I?” Smiling jokingly as he pulls me close and kisses me. Does he?

I can’t help but feel guilty. I never once thought of Josh after Mat and I started talking and dancing.

“Wanna come to my apartment? I feel weird making love to you with a total stranger in your house.”

He feels weird? What about how I feel? Will I be able to make love to Josh, knowing Sebastian can hear us? Can I sleep with Josh and not think about Mat?

 

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All my feelings of guilt quickly disappear when we come in and find Sebastian sprawled out on the couch in nothing but a pair of  boxer briefs. Obviously trying to provoke at least one of us.  I couldn't help but admire his assets.

“I figured you must have decided to go back to his place tonight so I got comfortable. Sorry.” He looks up innocently, lays the Witchcraft book on the table and stands stretching. He grins wickedly at both of our reactions.

“You have no business running around in FALLON’S house in just your underwear. That’s disrespectful.” Josh fumes, clenching his fists. I grab his hand.

“She doesn’t seem to mind, or she would have told me I shouldn't run about in my skivvies. Besides SHE is the one that bought me these.” That sexy wicked grin that seems to set me on fire spreads across his face.

Josh turns his angry glare my direction. I wish I really was a witch like Sebastian keeps calling me so I could vanish like Mat had.
"You bought those?"
Yeah remember he came here as a cat in nothing but fur. would you rather he run about nude?" The vision makes me smile. Perhaps I shouldn't have bought him clothes. He seems comfortable a enough in his own skin.

“Come on.” He grabs my hand and practically drags me to my bedroom. Once we get inside he undresses us both and pushes me forcefully onto the bed. He didn’t make love to me like he had mentioned earlier. He went at me like a caveman, grunting and groaning. After he finishes he pulls me close and holds me tight as if I might sneak out while he sleeps.

A bright band of sunlight in my eyes awakens me and I realize Josh isn’t in bed. I don’t hear screaming or anything smashing. I smell bacon cooking, so I put on a pair of workout pants and t shirt and enter the room, secretly praying I don’t trip over Josh’s dead-body.

Instead I am pleasantly surprised to find both men at the kitchen table. Sebastian has the Witchcraft book out again and Josh seems very interested in whatever it is Sebastian is saying to him.

Sebastian hops up and pours me a cup of coffee.

“Here ya go Ma’lady. Sorry I don’t know yet how you take your brew.” He gives me a slight bow. I playfully pop him on the shoulder not even correcting him this time. His nickname is sort of growing on me.

Josh’s phone rings.

“Babe I hate to do this, but I need to go home and get ready for work. Sally called in sick again. I think she is using her pregnancy to the hilt. I may have to pull doubles most of the week.” He rolls his eyes, finishes his coffee and sets his cup in the sink.
 He gives  Sebastian a hard look. Sebastian smiles at him and the look fades. I'm not sure I like these two casting spells on Josh like this, but it is  keeping the situation calm. I wonder which man, or should I say demon or mage, fixed it so Josh will be out all week? I look at the clock and see it’s almost eleven am. Wow did I really sleep this late?

 

“That must be one interesting book. You haven’t put it down much since you first got here. Finding anything?”

Sebastian closes the book and looks up at me.

“Have you not read it?”

I shake my head still standing near the door. Sebastian actually had on the t-shirt with the frog on it again with the jeans I bought.

“I got you some men’s shirts.”

“I know, I am kind of fond of this one. I hope you don't mind I am still wearing it.”

I shake my head.

“Why do you own the book if you’ve never read it?” He stands and stretches, his gorgeous golden eyes gleaming.

“I actually inherited it from my Grandmother. It belonged to some distant relative down the line and she said it’s imperative it stays in our family. Besides, it’s very lovely and looks good on the coffee table.

He takes a few steps towards me and I back up. The wall blocks me from going much farther.

“Shall we get busy trying to find a way to get you free from Mat and back to wherever it is you want to go?”

He leans forward placing both hands on the wall above me.

“Mat?  Ah, Matanbachus. I was wondering why I wasn’t blessed with a visit from my dear friend last night. I see he wasted no time to use his charms to try to convince you that I am evil and a threat?”

My breathing speeds up, and my heart starts to race. I should feel more afraid than excited, but the closeness of Sebastian, the smell of the citrus and herbs of the aftershave he has on combined with the lust in his eyes, sends waves of lust through me. I find myself once again wanting a stranger to pull me into his arms and have his way with me. What has come over me? Is it a spell of some kind?

He places one finger gently over my lips.
"I assure you I am not the threat. He is. I am only staying here in this house to keep you safe from him. I could have left the first night, but i was the one that involved you so now i must protect you."
Can he be telling the truth? Which one is the real threat? Heavens! Why am I so attracted to both?

“Sh. It doesn’t matter anymore. I know how to regain my freedom and save you at the same time.” He leans down his face so close to me I can smell the bacon and tea on his breath.

 

“We better get busy then.” My voice cracks and is barely more than a whisper.

That sexy, evil, bad-boy, grin spreads across his face as he closes in melting every inch of me. He kisses me hungrily. I part my lips and he takes the invitation quickly, his tongue searching. Exploring. I find myself falling into his arms as he picks me up still kissing and takes me to my bed. I don’t protest as he undresses me slowly exploring and kissing as he removes all my clothes. I can’t take my eyes off him as he removes his clothes. I gasp as he falls back on me our bodies hot and ready for each other.

“Hold on a second. I need to get something.”

"What could you possibly need at a time like this?" His golden eyes glow with desire and need.

“Protection silly”, I slap him on the butt.

He looks at me confused.

“Don't tell me you didn’t have some sort of protection in whatever time it is you are from.”

“Of course we did. But, it generally isn’t necessary between mates, but if it makes you more comfortable, then go ahead.”

Mates? I start to speak but he quickly stops me with a very deep, passionate kiss, making me forget everything but the issue at hand. I get out the condom roll it on him exploring him as I go, eliciting a stream of curses and words in a language I’ve never heard. He grabs me, pushes me down onto the bed, ravishing me, kissing me, exploring me. He enters me and I lose control. It feels as if sparks fly through me. Ha and mom says there is no such thing as fireworks.

We both are soon screaming out in unison. My entire body shakes and feels as if I'm on fire. The intense heat is almost unbearable.

“I told you it’s been a long time. Now that the deed is done, we can just enjoy ourselves until Matanbuchas returns this evening. He is going to be one very unhappy Demon. Sleep Ma’lady.  ”

Without a word I drift off into a deep sleep.

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Dark Magick---- Week 3

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Dark magick

Hell breaks Loose… again

“You invite a stranger into your house and let him spend the night.” I held the phone away from my ear and Josh’s voice was still felt as if it would shatter my eardrum.

Actually two. My stomach tightens at the thought of telling him the next part.

“I didn’t actually invite him. I brought in a cat, the cat turned into a man.”(I left out the naked and well hung part)

“You should have made him leave.” Finally h stopped shouting so loud.

“He refuses, says the demon can’t touch him here.”

“Demon?”

“Yeah. Yesterday evening another man showed up to claim him. I thought they were lovers but they aren’t. He’s a Demon that has a claim to him.”

“You believed this garbage? Fallon, what’s come over you?”

How do I explain the proof over the phone? I tell him the entire story of course leaving off my thoughts and attraction to them both. Do I blurt out your girlfriend is lusting after, not only a mage, but a real honest to goodness Demon? I think not.

“You should’ve called the cops, or at least me. Fallon, shit! I can’t believe how dumb you can be at times!”

“Gee thanks Josh for the vote of confidence.”

“What the hell do you expect me to say? You tell me you have a strange man in your house and he spends the night. You rarely let me spend the night and we been together for three years.”

“We didn’t sleep together! Gosh after three years you could trust me!” Why should he when don’t trust myself?

“I never said I didn’t trust you! Dammit! I’m worried about you! He could kill you, rape you or worse!”

“I’m alive and he didn’t touch me.” I wanted him to though, really badly. The Demon even more.

“So is he gone now?”

Telling him the truth is gonna really be bad, but if I lie and he comes over and finds out I lied it will be worse so I decide to tell the truth. Honesty is supposedly the best policy.

“No. He is still here.”

“Both of them?” Josh sounds incredulous.

“No, just Sebastian. The Demon can’t come back until dusk.”

I can envision him sitting there shaking his head then dropping it, cradling it between his hands. I know him that well.

“He has to leave, Fallon.”

“I don’t know how to make him. I told him, but he says he is going nowhere until he figures out how to get the demon off his back.”

“CALL THE FRIGGIN COPS!” I have to pull the phone away again.

“He says he will spell them or kill them if I do.”

“Fine! I’ll take care of it myself!”

Bzzz bzzz bzzz. Dialtone! Crap he hung up and is probably on his way. Now what do I do. Will Sebastian kill him?

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I go into the living room where I find Sebastian already up, sprawled out on the sofa in nothing but the boxer briefs I bought him, reading the witchcraft book I clonked him with the other night.

I need my camera; I could get rich with a photo like this on the Internet.

Looking up at me, he lays the book on the coffee table. He smiles coyly, his golden eyes gleaming. His bad-boy good-looks heating me throughout. My panties dampen. This is not going to be any better a day than the last two.

“You look troubled Ma’lady”

“How many times do I have to tell you to call me Fallon! Oh never mind! It doesn’t matter what you call me. You have to leave. Now!”

“I can’t do that. Not until we find a way to free me from Matanbuchas. I am safe here. At least until all Hallows Eve.”

“How can we free you, like in the next two minutes? Why before Halloween?”

“Since I have no idea how to free myself as of yet, I’ll answer the other part. On All Hallows Eve the demons roam free to make deals, bargains, and call in markers. That is, they can claim souls they have deeds too. Why do I only have two minutes?”

BANG! BANG! BANG! The door practically vibrated for the furious knocking.

“You don’t. He’s here and he is madder than Hell! Get to your room! Don’t come out until I say so, no matter what you hear!”

He stands up quickly. My eyes trail his nearly naked body.

“And put on some clothes!”

“Fallon! Open the Damn door right this instant or I’ll kick it in!”

“Someone is angry. I should stay here. He sounds like he means to do harm.”

“Yeah but it’s not me he wants to harm, so get the heck to your room and get dressed fast!”

I can’t help but admire his tight backside and be taken aback by the protective tone in his voice as he strides down the hall.

Josh pushes past me as I open the door, nearly knocking me over. I grab him by the arm and pull him in pressing my lips to his. I kiss him hungrily, hoping make him forget why he came. Or at least distract him long enough for Sebastian to get dressed. He gives in as my tongue presses for invitation.

“Eh he hum.” Sebastian clears his throat.

Perfect! I told him to not come out until I called for him.

Josh makes a move towards Sebastian and all of a sudden stops abruptly, as if frozen in his tracks.

I glare at Sebastian. His face remains calm, self-assured, confident. Even though Josh is taller by several inches, and quite a bit broader. He doesn’t seem intimidated at all by Josh’s size or the burning anger in his steel blue eyes.

Josh stands there fuming. He pulls me closer, positioning me slightly behind him, taking a protective stance, even though it seemed he was unable to move forward.

“You need to get the Hell out of this house before I pitch you out on your bony ass!”

Josh’s deep voice seemed to echo through the room causing me to flinch. I guess the pissing contest begins.

“I’m sorry, but I cannot do that, and you cannot remove me.”

“We will see about that!” Josh lunges forward, striking out at Sebastian. He stops cold.

“What the hell! Why can’t I move?”

“Sebastian! Release him! There will be no spells in this house!”

“Behemoth, you can’t move because I have put restraints on you. Ma’lady I won’t harm him, though I don’t believe he means no harm. It’s best he remains restrained until we can all three come to terms. I take it this giant means something to you.”

“Quit calling him names. Yes. Josh is my friend.”

“When did I become just a friend? You told me he invited himself here against your wishes, and you had no desire for him to stay!” Josh turns to me and glares.

“She actually brought me here. Though she didn’t know I was actually a man. As to her desires, that’s entirely her business.” He glances at me seductively and winks.

I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks. Josh gives me a very angry look.

“Let’s just sit down and discuss this like adults ok?

Sebastian sits in the nearest chair still close to the hallway leading to his room. Smart man.

I take Josh’s hand and lead him towards the couch. Surprised that he could walk, though he still seems to be somewhat restrained in movements. If he moves in Sebastian’s direction he just freezes. We sit on the couch and he pulls me close wrapping his arm tightly, possessively over my shoulder. It seems like it took all afternoon to come to the agreement that Sebastian would stay, in the guest room. It still was unsettled if I would stay, (which I was insisting) with Josh also staying (which I was trying to figure a way to prohibit) or go to Josh’s to stay until Sebastian found his escape or Halloween whichever came first. I finally persuaded Josh to take me out to dinner and a much needed drink, though Sebastian refused to leave the sanctuary of my house. I really don’t want Josh to be here when the Demon shows up after dark. I doubt that meeting will go anywhere near as well as this one had.

I shower and dress quickly. I know Josh is under some sort of a spell where he can’t physically harm Sebastian, but I don’t feel comfortable leaving the two alone.

It was really cool when I came out and both men looked me over appreciatively and whistled simultaneously. It really felt good, since I know I am no beauty. Right at that moment I felt like a goddess, seeing the desire in both men’s eyes. Josh pulls me in for a hungry kiss. As Josh’s lips trail down my cheek to my throat as if claiming me in front of Sebastian, I turn my head slightly looking at Sebastian. His tongue flicks over his upper lip, his golden eyes gleam with burning need. His erection pressing tightly in the black jeans I bought him.

I clear my throat and gently push Josh off me. He smiles possessively as his eyes land on the huge bulge showing in Sebastian’s jeans, he quickly grabs me and leads me to the door.

“Don’t wait up. I hope you have earplugs just in case she insists we come back here. She’s quite the screamer.”

I guess he made his intentions clear. Talk about cavemen!

 

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Things seem to go better at dinner. I try to keep Josh’s mind occupied with any topic as far from Mages, magic, demons, black cats, and strange men in my apartment, as much as possible. By the time we had a second drink and finished our appetizer, the evening seemed to fall into its normal pattern. We moved into the bar after finishing our meal, Josh opting for a large community table near the TV’s as usual. I sat watching people dance and have a great time, wondering why tonight I felt so bored and disinterested in Josh. This is our normal Saturday night date. I have never seemed to mind before. We would have a nice dinner, maybe a movie or something, and then stop in here for drinks. Or Josh would come and watch the game and I would be a good girlfriend watching Josh and occasionally dancing with one of his friends, the gay regulars, or the wives of his friends.   Tonight my mind seemed to be at home with a very sexy mysterious man, and worse than that, an even more intriguing Demon.

Josh seems even more glued to the tv than usual. Practiaclly spellbound. I excuse myself to go the  ladies room and see if I recognize anyone Josh would allow me to dance with when I spot him at a table off to the side but close to the dance floor.

He raises his glass as if in a toast, smiling widely his teeth almost too white to be real. My shoulder hits the wall bringing me back to my senses. Even as dark as his eyes are the lights seem to reflect the mischievous glint in them. I seem to melt all over as he winks and gestures to me to join him. I look over and see josh still glued to the TV. It doesn’t seem he has even noticed that I am gone.  I shake my head an hurriedly dodge into the bathroom door as two giggly college aged girls come out. Good maybe he will turn his attention to them now and leave me be.

 Shutting the door behind me I slump against the wall. What on earth is he doing here? Why isn’t he at my house tormenting Sebastian? Has he already killed him and here to finish off me, the only witness? My heart pounds faster.

 I finish my business, check myself in the mirror, reapply a bit of lip gloss and step out the door, my mind set I won’t even glance near the dance floor, just go straight to Josh and convince him to go home.

“We need to talk.”

Large strong hands cover my outh as I let out a muffled shriek.

“Shh. I mean you no harm, but we have business to discuss. Then after that perhaps we can shake up this rather bring dancehall.” He flashes another of those sexy suggestive looks, his large body hiding me as he presses me against the wall.

“Don’t yell out, I’ve cast a spell. No one will hear you.” He seems to follow the movement of my eyes as I look towards where Josh still sits watching a ballgame.

“No need to worry about him. He won’t miss you. He thinks you are still there beside him. Everything will be just as it was when you return to his side.” He removes his hand from my mouth, but doesn’t move away from me yet.

“Good, so come join me at my table. I’ll buy you a drink or two, then after we decide what to do with the mage we can dance and enjoy ourselves.”  He moves his handsome face so close I can smell his breath. The hint of whiskey and cinnamon making me long for a taste. Is this a spell he is weaving over me? Surely I can’t be lusting this much over a Demon. Though he does look like a man. A very handsome, sexy man.

I follow him back to the table and accept the  Jack and coke he ordered me. Can he read my mind?     

“If you can read my mind, why the game?” I blurt out.

“Read your mind? Dear, I have no desire to be able to read the thoughts of humans. Though I guess it does seem that way. I am just very observant. In less than an hour, I surmised that you are very unhappy with your current boyfriend, and you like Jack and coke, since you have ordered two in the past hour.”

“I am very happy with  Josh.”

“You can’t lie to a demon, so save your breath. Your sex life or lack of it is no concern of mine. I have more important issues to deal with. I must return the thief back to where he belongs before he hurts someone. That someone being you.”

“Funny, he seems to think he needs to protect me from you. So one of you are lying to me.”

“Obviously you think since I am a Demon you think its me. Trust me; the mage you harbor is much more dangerous and devious than any Demon you will ever encounter. ”

I can’t help but chuckle.

“So a mere mortal is more dangerous than a demon? I must seem awfully gullible if you think id even half believe that.” I take a quick drink.

“What makes you think he is mortal? He escaped from a place a close to hell as you can get without being there, he is centuries old, and has more magic in him than any mage and most demons, yet you think he is mortal?”

“I guess you have a good point there. So what is it you want of me?” I blush at the way his eyes trail over me.

He quickly stands pulling me with him.

“A dance.” He leans in close, his voice thick and sexy as he whispers it into my ear.

“I thought you said we have business to discuss?”

“We do, but I have a good ten days, Why waste such a lovely evening. Let’s enjoy ourselves tonight. We can discuss business tomorrow.” He led me to the dance floor like a lamb to slaughter.

“About that, You can’t come to my house. Josh is mad enough about Sebastian being there. I could never explain you.”

“Let me handle that. He won’t be there. I’ll take care of it and don’t worry your pretty head about your human boyfriend. He won’t come to harm by my hand.” He pulls me close his body guiding mine to the music. I find myself sinking into his warmth and wanting the moment to never end. Well actually I’d like the moment to become hours with more contact and less clothes.   What on earth is wrong with me wanting a Demon?

 

 

It's gettign exciting isnt it? WOuld you be enthralled by a Demon? I'd love to know who you are routing for Mat, or Sebastian or even Josh?

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HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dark Magick by Cathy Brockman--post 2

Dark Magick part two-

Dreams do come true…And so do Nightmares

Fallon

The shrill screech of an alarm clock startles me from a very strange dream. Something about an odd man and magic and black cats. I guess the events of yesterday caused them, though I have no clue about the strange man. I wouldn't mind meeting him for real. He reminds me of Adam Lavine. I guess since I was watching The Voice  before I went to bed. One good thing about sub-conscious thoughts, I sure dreamed up one fine man.

I slip on my fuzzy leopard print house slippers and head to the kitchen to grab a cup of coffee before getting dressed. Crossing the living room to the kitchen, I catch a glimpse of the silky black hair on the sofa. I go over to see if the kitty will let me pet him.

My screams echo in my ears. There is a man lying on my couch instead of a cat. He jumps up, naked as a jaybird when I scream. I grab the closest thing I can find to hit him which turns out to be a big book on witchcraft.

The Mage

Normally the sounds of screams in the air don’t bother me, but this one sounds as if it’s right next to me. I jump up and the woman from the cemetery is standing before me. She looks very cute in a long garment and something furry on her feet. Her long copper hair is all messy and tangled. I resist the urge to run my fingers through it and pull the tangles free. My body reacts quickly to the thought. It’s been a very long time since I have been this close to a woman alone. A very intriguing one. Then she gasps and strikes me on the head with her Grimmoire. It isn’t enough to render me unconscious but she sure knows how to deflate a man’s ego. Among other things.

“Who are you and what are you doing in my house? And, and why are you naked?” Her cheeks bloom a  color of soft pink like a rose petal in dawn. I move my hands to cover myself since the thoughts are making things wake up again. Hands feel good on my stiffening member making it grow larger. My hands are not quite big enough in my aroused state to  keep me hidden. I catch her gaze fixed to my, erm, hands. That’s not helping the situation at all.

“You call me Magick, and you invited me in.” I realize with her words and clocking me with the book that I had overslept and forgotten to transform back into the cat. Oh well we needed to get this meeting out of the way. I can’t do much to protect myself and now her from the demon in the form of a cat.

“You expect me to believe you were the cat I brought in.”

“It is truth. How else would I have known you called the cat Magick. By the way thank you for your hospitality.” She eyes me cynically. I realize I have a challenge on my hands and almost decide to turn into the cat and back out knowing how much it will weaken me, when she raises her shoulders in dismissal.

“Get your clothes on then, you have some explaining to do.” She walks into the galley.

“Excuse me, Ma’lady, but cats wear no clothing.”

“So are you saying you’re a cat and you prefer to not wear clothing? You do know I’m still not buying this cat thing? Would you like some coffee?” I catch her gazing at my body once more and she blushes again. Such an innocent, ahh, what I’d like to teach her. Her mouth drops open and I realize I’m reacting to my thoughts once again.

“I have no clothing. I’m sorry. Yes I would like some coffee.” I pick up the blanket and wrap it around myself. Joining her in the galley, she glances at me once again this time as if sizing me up. For what I have no clue so I sit at the table where she places the nice sized cup.

I take a sip of the bitter brew and it must show on my face.

“Would you like cream and sugar?”

“Yes please.”

She places a large dish of sugar and a container of cream in front of me.

“I will go get you a pair of my jogging pants and a t-shirt. You’re not a lot bigger than I am.”

I take another sip of the coffee and nod. Much better though I’d prefer a nice cup of tea. It’s been such a long time since I’ve had anything that doesn’t take like soot, ash and sulpher.

Fallon

I sat on my bed and take a few minutes to evaluate the situation. It’s not every day you wake up to find a naked man on your couch that clams to be a cat. Not a bad looking man at that. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off his private parts. I’ve never seen anything quite like him. Well I have only been with one guy but he looks nothing like this man. Josh is tall and muscular. I wouldn’t call him large. Well I guess I thought he was large until I saw this man’s body. I am so flustered by him instead of tossing him to the curb, I invited him to coffee. Now I am in here trying to find him some clothes to wear. My clothes.
I get up and open the dresser and pull out a black pair of jogging pants and find him a black t-shirt. The pants were easy but most of my t-shirts have Joe Mangenello or some cute sayings or are pink and girly. I choose one that has a frog on it and says ‘Dam still no prince’. I chuckle, since he is very hot. Well in my book anyways, but I always liked different, not pretty boy looks. This guy has prominent, angular features. If it wasn’t for the stubble and square chin he’d look slightly effeminate. Also odd, since I like very masculine men, and this man sure flips my switches. Like the man in my dreams, he does favor Adam Lavine in a way. Could be those eyes. A soft warm hazel with golden flicks and rings. Gold the color of… Magicks?
‘Could he really be telling me the truth? Impossible, isn’t it?

Feeling the heat of a stare upon me, I look up. There he is standing in the doorway of my bedroom, with nothing but a throw around his waist. It’s a good thing his is a small man.Not all of him is small. His long black hair skims the top of the throw.  I think he has slung it low on purpose.

“Something amiss, Mi’lady?”  His lips turn up in a most wicked grin as he eyes me sitting on the edge of the bed.

I notice the throw tent again. Thrusting the clothes in my hands out-wards to him, I try my damnedest to look at his face. The movement of him closing in on me to take the clothes, then the throw landing on my lap, yeah I looked. Bending gracefully to put on the pants puts his face level with mine. His wickedly sexy mouth just inches from mine. Catching myself holding my breath, part of me hopes he would close the distance and kiss me. The other part  hopes I don’t do it first. I clear my throat and put my hands on his chest to move him back so I can get up. Sparks fly. Literally. I fall back on the bed he staggers to the wall.

“Whoa! What was that?”

“I have no Idea. Either our magic’s like each other or they don’t? Not sure which, but I know a way to find out.” He flashes that wicked smile, this time white teeth gleaming, a slight gap between the two bottom front, his golden eyes sparkling mischievously.

“I’ll have to take a rain-check. I need to get ready to go to work. You will find everything you need in the kitchen to fix you something to eat. You can cook can’t you?”

“A rain-check? Of course I can cook.”

“Good! Now get the shirt and get out so I can dress.When I get home we will talk.” He reaches beside me for the shirt. His chest is covered in thick black hair trailing down into the waistband of my sweats that are stretched quite nicely over his hips.

“Ugg! You smell like a wet cat and smoke. No smoking in the house!! The bathroom is in there if you need to relieve yourself and please feel free to take a bath or shower. There is soap and shampoo in the cabinet and plenty of towels. You will have to wait until I leave. I will have to rush as it is. Now go!” I point to the door.

“Yes Mi’lady.” he turns and heads out the door.

“It’s Fallon! I’m not your lady!” I close the door and let out a deep long sigh. I’m not sure which is worse this or the day I had yesterday.

I spend most of the day in a daze wondering if he will be there when I return or if most of my stuff will be gone with him. I try calling a few times, but he never answers. I almost go home without getting him some supplies, but then something inside tells me to get them. I can always return them tomorrow if I need to. I really don’t want to wake up to him naked again tomorrow if he is there. Well I do, but I have a boyfriend and shouldn’t be thinking about an absolute stranger like this. A very odd stranger.

 Josh! I forgot all about him through this. I pull in at the cemetery and dial him. I get his answering machine and leave him a message that I’m worn out from yesterday and want to stay in and rest tonight. I just start to leave the cemetery when the phone rings I see it’s Josh so I stop and answer.  

“Sorry babe, I’m at work. I have to work till midnight tonight and looks like tomorrow also. I’m hoping that the guy I am working for tonight will take my shift tomorrow so we can see each other. Maybe go out?”

“Sorry you had to pull another late-night tonight after a double yesterday. Let’s see how I feel tomorrow I think I’m coming down from a cold from being caught out in the rain yesterday.”

“I’m sorry to hear that. Well if I can get off and you don’t have to work maybe I can come over and we can watch a movie. I got to get back out, there are customers. Love ya!” the phone goes dead.

I almost dread going in the house. I’m figuring the strange man will be gone and so will most of my possessions. Not that I have anything worth much, but they are mine. I open the door and let out my breath. It looks like everything is here but the man. Why do I feel so disappointed? I have a hot boyfriend that is crazy about me.

“Here kitty, kitty” I found myself calling, hoping that perhaps he turns back in a cat at dusk or something. Hey anything can happen if a cat can be a man in the morning its possible he has to be a cat again. Shrugging my shoulders I toss the bag of man stuff on the counter and put away the few extra groceries I bought so he would have something to snack on during the day. I’ll get a refund on the clothes tomorrow.

“Did you lose your cat? I haven’t seen one all day.”

I catch my breath as he comes into the kitchen nothing on but my jogging pants I gave him this morning. His long sleek black hair shimmering. Even from a distance I can smell my herbal shampoo and body wash.

“I finally figured out how to use your indoor outhouse. Nice! How do you harness water to flow through your dwelling the way you do? And the liquid lye that smells like herbs, you should sell that. You must be an awfully powerful earth witch.”

“I’m not a witch! Why do you keep calling me one?”

“Then explain the magic of the water flowing into the house, the souls trapped in the box, the light from the rafters, and the fire without lighting flint?”

I can’t help but chuckle. He must have escaped from a nut-house, he can’t be for real.

“Ok I’m gonna make us some spaghetti and a salad. While I cook you tell me who you are and where you came from and why your here.”

 He seems comfortable in just the joggers I loaned him, so I decide to wait until later to give him the clothes and stuff. I like looking at him. His thin but firm body and strong muscular arms, and the cool but strange tattoos encircling both arms and shoulders rally does something for me.

I’m hungry and it would take a while to explain it all to him. Though surely he knows how to put on underwear and how to shave.

He watches me intently as I turn the knob on the stove. His beautiful odd eyes getting huge as the fire leaps up and I adjust the levels and set a large pan of water on to boil.

“My name is Sebastian Benedict. I came from the outer reaches of hell, or the In-between they prefer we call it. You brought me here. Is there anything I can help with? I’m used to doing the serving. I feel ill at ease sitting and watching. I am not accustomed to your ways but I’m a very fast learner.”

Feeling the heat from his body ,  I look up, not realizing how close he had moved to me. I hand him a bowl and sit a couple colored bell peppers, a cucumber and a tomato on a cutting board with a knife.

“Just chop these up into small bite-size pieces. Remove the seeds and cores from the peppers and put it all in this bowl. Do you know how to use a knife?”

“Of course I can use a knife. I’m not daft.” He looks up at me like I am the crazy one.

I go about putting the spaghetti into the water, opening a jar of diablo sauce and putting some garlic toast in the oven. He watches in amazement as I open the boxes and jars.

He doesn’t say much as we eat.

“So where are you really from?”

“I was raised in a small colony called Seabrook in Connecticut until the Demon took me to the in-between when I was around my 25th year.”

“You really expect me to believe that?” Before he could answer there was a harsh pounding on the door. I get up to answer it.

“DON’T INVITE HIM IN!”

Too late. I pull the door open; stunned by the presence of the man standing before me, I automatically say come in.

The door swooshes open and in strides the most handsome man I have ever seen.

One moment Sebastian is standing before me his heart pounding hard. I could see it and the fear of the Gods on his face the next he is a black cat running beneath the sofa. Then Hell seems to break loose. Literally.

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In storms a Demon

Without as much as a curt hello the man pushes in past me, glancing around the room.

“I believe you have something that belongs to me.”

Even his voice is beautiful, deep and commanding like his presence.

“Excuse me?”

“You can’t lie to me Woman. I know you have him. We are connected. I feel his presence and I recognize his wards.”

“My name is Fallon! Not Woman!” My voice even scares me. But hey, it’s not been a good couple days.

He turns large dark eyes to me, a look of surprise on his face. I guess he isn’t use to being yelled at, but it’s my house and he did just rip my door off the hinges. I think I’m entitled to be pissed.

"I glance out the window. Nope not a full moon. It’s still over a week untikl Halloween, so I have no reasonable explanation where all the loonies are coming from or why they seem to be appearing at my doorstep.

I turn my gaze back to the man or at least where he last stood, in time to see him heading into my bedroom.

“Look Mister! I don’t know who you think you are, but you can’t just barge in here and start snooping around my house.”

He turns abruptly and in two longs strides he is in my personal space. I can’t breathe. Damn he’s fine!

“I am Matanbuchus. Give me what’s mine and I will leave you intact. Trust me you do not want me to have to coerce it from you.” He leans in closer. His face stern, eyes stormy.  His voice taking on a rather frightening tone as he makes a gesture. The air crackles.

I shudder, not just from fear. I’ve never wanted to be wrapped in a man’s arms or kissed so bad in my entire life. What’s wrong with me last night Magick, I mean Sebastian, now today this stranger? I love Josh don’t I?

A hiss turning to a shrill shriek about ruptures my eardrums, and then a blur of black fur shoots from beneath my bed back towards the living room.

“Ah There you are you little devil!” The man gestures to the sofa and it slides across the room, thudding as it hits the bar. The cat darts back into the bedroom. The stranger thrusts his hand out and without a word the bed flips up, the foot-board pressed into the ceiling as the bed seems to hang in the air.

The dresser zips across the room and up in the air. For a moment I stand there stunned. I don’t know what overcame me.

“STOP!” I scream.

The man turns to me stunned, the cat hunkers in the corner close to the closet door pawing futilely trying to get it open. Without turning his stare from me he flips out one arm towards Magick ,chants some strange words, then claps twice. A terrified yowl turns into a painful scream. I look past the tall handsome man to the corner where Magick is once again Sebastian, now writhing in pain on the floor clutching his throat gasping for air, his eyes bugging out.

“I said to stop! Release him or I’ll, I’ll…” I shout my voice full of anger and fear. This seems to amuse the riled stranger. His chuckle sending chills down my spine.

“You will what? What can you possibly do to scare a demon?”

“She will trap your soul in the magic box.” Sebastian rasps his face now blue, bringing out the bluish hue in his hair.

Damn we are in deep crap now. I can’t even do a simple card trick.

The alleged demon swings his head back towards me.

“Only demons can trap souls.” He looks me up and down leans in closely and sniffs me behind the ear.

It takes all I can muster to not turn my head to kiss him.

“You’re no Demon. You’re not even a witch.”

He says flatly, not looking impressed at all.

Sebastian has gotten very quiet, so I crane my neck around the demon’s shoulder and see him sitting up still huddled into the corner, once again naked as a jaybird. Now I have two hot men in my bedroom, one naked, and one is supposedly a demon. I always have had a thing for the bad boy types.

“Why did you summon him for me if you’re not one of them? I knew you had to be an evil witch. Charming me with your hospitality until dark to hand me back over. I was a fool to trust you.”

“You have a lot of room to talk Mage. It’s you that shouldn’t be trusted.”

“So how about you putting my furniture back how you found it and fix my door. And you," I point at Sebastian, "going in and getting dressed. Then we willsit down and work this out like adults.”

The Demon glared at me then made a motion and all the furniture was back in its place. I went and got the bag of clothes for Sebastian and motioned the Demon to follow me and take a seat on the sofa.

“I’ll stay with him so he doesn’t sneak out.”

MEN!

Once we were all gathered, the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Neither of them seemed to want to speak first so I decided to ask the questions that have been burning in my mind for two hours now.

I look at the one Sebastian calls demon.

“Ok, you start. Who are you and what makes you think you can just storm into my house and trash it?”

Then it dawned on me.

“I get it! You two are lovers and had a fight and he ran off. But how do you turn him into a cat?”

“Woman! Have you never heard of Matanbuchus?  Perhaps Belial? Lovers?” They both shake their heads and look at me with shock on their faces.

“Haven’t I told you not to call me Woman! It’s Fallon. What is it with you two? Jeesh. Kiss and make up and go. Please!”

“I am not going back with him!” Sebastian glares at Belial or Matt in bushes, or whoever he is.

“I am not leaving without him. We had a deal. He belongs to me.”

“If you’re a demon, can’t you just do your magic thingy you were doing tossing my furniture and zip him back to wherever it is you’re from?”

The demon looks at me as if I am the crazy one.

“I could, but he has cast a ward that won’t let me remove him.”

Sebastian beams proudly.
Well, we got nowhere. Nothing resolved.

I show Sebastian to the guest room and give him his bag of stuff I bought him. The Demon follows.

“Sorry, but I don’t think any of these clothes or anything I have will fit you, but you can share the other stuff. Don’t kill each other. Goodnight!” I go to my room and shut and lock the door.

I am so glad this is Friday night or is it already Saturday morning? Whichever, it looks like I’m in for another long day.

 Wlll what do ya think? Can it get much worse? Would you fall for a demon? Or a dark mage?

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  Happy Halloween