if suddenly worried that someone might be watching her. After a tense moment she decided she was safe in her seclusion. Her small hand began to rub the bobbing mound of flesh that was teasing the surface of the water. Her fingertips found the small round nipple and she rolled the fleshy nub between her fingers, a sigh escaping her moist lips. Her other hand trailed down her stomach, beneath the water. He could see by the rhythmic tick of her bicep exactly what she was doing. There was no way he could leave now, no matter how bad he knew he should. He just had to watch this scene play out.
He began to rub absently at the bulge in his pants, hoping to relieve some of the pressure that had built, his eyes locked on the magnificent sight before him. His attentions grew more frantic as the soft moaning pleasures of the girl reached his sensitive ears. His zipper was threatening to cause serious pain and he moved to unzip the offending device. Just as he was about to release himself from the suddenly too tight confines of his pants, the girl screamed, wide eyed and slapping a free hand over her exposed breasts. For a split second he thought she had somehow spotted him. But when he looked in the direction of her gaze he saw the source of her indignant fright. A greasy looking male human had stepped out from the wooded area that surrounded the pond.
“Need a hand there, girly?” he asked, a sickly grin on his scraggly face as he rubbed his crotch. He clearly displayed his arousal to the girl, not hiding the vile thoughts that were on his mind.
“Get away from me,” the girl shrieked, fear and anger swirling in her wide blue eyes.
Human matters were of little consequence to a demon lord such as himself. He knew the best thing for him to do was walk away from this situation. His desire had gone limp the moment he saw the filthy male anyway. There was no further reason for him to be here. He turned to leave as the man took another step towards the indecent woman. She screamed again.
“There ain’t no one around, honey,” his voice dripped like poison from his lips, as his grungy hands worked to untie his tattered pants. “ Ain’t no one goin to save you.”
He knew he should just leave. What could he do anyway? Save the girl? Let his presence be known to her? It was not right in his world. He had to think of the bigger picture. That bigger picture did not include this human girl. Even if she was innocent. Even if he did enjoy seeing her. Smelling her. Her delicate scent that, as he well knew would forever be tainted by this filthy human male’s if he had his way with her. That is something he certainly did not want to happen. He could stop it from happening. Not because he would stoop so low as to care about and protect a feeble human girl. He could do it for his own selfish reasons. Because he enjoyed the girl’s scent as it was, for whatever reason. That was enough self-convincing for the young demon prince.
In a heartbeat the demon was standing between the humans. He could hear the girl’s gasp of shock from behind him, and felt an odd swell of pride as he picked up the mild relief in her scent. He didn’t give the man before him a moment to blink before his clawed hand ripped through his ribcage, grasping the still beating heart and ripping it out. The man crumpled unceremoniously to the ground.
He expected the girl to run off into the night, screaming at the sight she had just witnessed. Instead, as he turned slowly around to face her, he found an odd look in her eyes.
“ Th … thank you,” she managed to sputter out. Her forehead creased as she took in the sight of him. He was now covered in blood, but otherwise dressed in what looked like a very expensive suit. His cold black hair was tousled with gel and contrasted sharply with his pale white skin. His eyes were a haunting silver, and his ears were delicately