I SUMMON YOU

"Oh, Marcus, Marcus, Marcus..." the demon drawled. "I don't like how you ignore me earlier you know."

"When have I ignored you?" Marcus felt his skin hairs raise when Heron grazed his lips on the plane of his neck.

"This lunch."

"I didn't!"

But then Heron's hand moved to pinch the skin on his chest. This ultimately made Marcus whimper, "Ahh... Sir Heron!"

"I couldn't fucking fight this battle anymore, Marcus. I'm done being patient." His hands left the boy's shirt, traversing up and into Marcus' tensed face. "Oh, how I love the way your lips quake Marcus.