Neon blue lightning instantly connects from my finger to the distant target of red tinted black flames, a flash of light filling the night sky from my perch atop the massive tree.

Irrational worry passes through me that I might have accidently harmed my lover, but my mind is quick to remember just how hard it is to actually hurt her. I doubt that my magic is anywhere near the level necessary to reasonably harm her yet.

Despite my inner turmoil at attacking my mate, it does seem to work at getting her attention. I still can’t clearly make her out yet, with how far apart we are, but I can clearly feel it as the full weight of her attention is suddenly shifted my way. Within moments, I can tell that she has grown far more powerful since I had last seen her. Even from this distance, her Field feels as if it has the weight of an entire ocean is bearing down on me, the mere act of her shifting focus causing gravity to seemingly triple around me as the tree I am standing on starts to buckle and groan, branches being forced down, and even my own body being pushed to kneel as my knees buckle under the pressure. I try to push back by flaring out my own Field, but with my core still only being freshly awakened, I might as well be trying to hold back the sky from falling on my head.

With the full weight of her attention focused on me, I can feel as her emotions bleed through, her rage smacking into me with almost no filter. For a brief moment, I even start to feel genuine fear of her, that she might actually try to harm me, and not in the way that I like. That I might have accidentally turned her against me.

And then, suddenly, in a splash of darkness, she is right in front of me, hovering in the air upon a pair of black wings adorned with the motif of six golden eyes growing out from her lower back. She is taller now, probably a couple inches taller than myself, but with her new horns and the presence of her might, it feels like she is practically towering over me. Dressed in flowing black silks and looking down at me with those predator-like eyes of gold and black that still to this day sends shivers down my spine, I can’t help it as the fear that is coursing through my body is suddenly turned into hot desire.

I want her to step on me~

The thought comes to my mind without my bidding, completely an involuntary response to having her suddenly towering over me, my eyes running down her perfect body and finding long legs with full and shapely thighs. The exposed lengths of her legs from where they show out from under her robes are covered in glistening scales that seem to shine with some hidden magic, the curves of her muscles and fat laid bare for me to see all the way down to her scaled feet and the claws that grow from her toes. Blushing fiercely, I can’t help but imagine her grinding me into the ground, those claws playfully toying with me as she-

Ahhh! Focus Sky, focus!!! Yes, she is taller now, and, oh my goodness the things I want her to do to me! But I need to focus, now isn’t the time for horny! Focus!!!

As I am warring in my mind and trying to pull my desire back under control, recognition seem to flash through Lain’s face as she finally notices who is right in front of her, her hand halting in a motion to strike me that I hadn’t even realized was there until now. Her pressure lessoning so that I am no longer being crushed, she gives me a sleepy smile and reaches out a hand towards my chin.

I don’t resist her touch, raising my head to meet her fingers, the back of her hand now also dressed in the same black scales as her legs. Her touch is as soft and gentle as ever, with her claws carefully gliding over my skin as she caresses my chin, her thumb moving to stroke my cheek lovingly as her hand continues to move slowly forward. Practically purring, I push myself into her touch, welcoming the warmth of her skin against my own as I longingly gaze up into her eyes. They have changed now, I notice. Within those golden halos of her eyes, there is now a captured flame, the reds seeming to dance and move against black as I watch.

And then, to my surprise, her hand closes around my neck and I am suddenly being lifted into the air. Her grip is tight, and it is getting harder to breathe. Lighting strikes her from my skin in self-defense and from surprise, but even as the blue lighting dances over her arm, she doesn’t seem perturbed in the slightest. Instead, she just smiles as she looks at me, dangling by the throat and gasping for air.

It's only then that I see how eyes and her demeaner has changed, how the way she carries herself has shifted ever so slightly. She’s not herself right now. The Lain that I know isn’t here.

She speaks, her voice sounding monotone and sleepy.

“Hello love. Why did you attack me?”

The rational part of me wants to answer and ask her to put me down, but when I open my mouth to speak, my desires end up shamefully slipping out instead, this situation being a bit too much for me to properly handle…

“Tighter~”

“What?” She blinks in surprise at my request, her sleepy eyes moving over me to take me in like I am some strange, dirty animal she just found on the side of the road. Recognition finds her though, and she realizes what is happening.

“Oh, right, I almost forgot that Lain and you are a couple of freaks… You’re getting off to this, aren’t you?”

Lain, no, whatever it is that is in control right now, loosens her grip on me, allowing me to breathe again, but doesn’t release me from her grip.

Fighting down my blush, I cough and ask her, “Who are you, where is Lain?”

In response to my question, she tilts her head curiously and asks, “You don’t recognize me? No, I guess you wouldn’t… I never show through this much, she never lets me have this much control after all…”

Control?

At her words, my mind goes back to all the times that Lain’s personality would seemingly shift. How she would take on a different deminer. When she had made the contract the General, those moments when she would smile at me and speak like she is in perfect control of everything. She would always snap back to normal afterwards, always turning back into her normal bubbly self, but those moments when she would change always stuck with me.

“You’re-”

“Yes, I’m her other self… Her ‘Devil Instincts’ as she likes to call me. I’ve never gotten to show though this much, but Lain is sleeping right now. She wore herself out nearly killing us by forcibly absorbing an incompatible core. Our soul is in sheds right now, but it will take more than that to kill us…”

“Other self? What do you mean? I know that she had something going on inside her, but I didn’t think that there is a whole other person inside of her.”

Her sleepy eyes lazily turn to the side and gaze off at the distant figures of the //World Tree’s roots. They haven’t moved to pursue her and are remaining where they are. I quickly reach out and cup her cheek, gently moving her to face me again. I don’t want her to go off and fight again. I need her to stay right here. I need her to wake up.

“Answer my question, please.”

“Hmm…. Oh, right. No, I’m not a separate person. I’m her other self, but I’m still Lain. She never fully accepted her change into a Demon. She will gladly lean into it and use me as she needs, but she never gives in entirely… Always so worried about losing her humanity, she never even thinks about how great she could be if she just accepted me. If she would just stop holding back and give in, this world could be ours, ever person bowing before us and worshipping our name. We could be a god.”

“She doesn’t want that.” I say as I adjust my grip on her arm as she continues to hold me by the throat.

“… I know. She’s perfectly content to just spend her days in simplicity, perfectly content with what she already has. No matter how much I keep trying to push and nudge her in the right direction, she wants nothing more than to laze around…” She says with a hint of disappointment in her monotone voice. “Even our own Demons and the beings we created, the ones who should be our soldiers and slaves, she releases their bindings and grants them free will. We should already be conquering this world, our armies of mindless slaves capturing every inch of land and claiming it all in our name, but instead, she even goes so far as to brand us; to put ourself in our own chains and restrain our very nature as a Demon, as a Devil…”

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She is drifting off again, her attention shifting back towards the golden limbs of a god. I pull on her, forcing her to continue looking at me. To keep her from flying off and fighting against something she can’t beat.

“Lain. I can call you Lain, right? Or do you have another name?”

“No… No name, I’m not someone else, I am still Lain. Just the part she doesn’t want… Lain is Lain, and I am Lain, and Lain is me……” She drawls out with her sleepy voice, her eyes going hazy as her mind seems to wander off somewhere.

“Ok, Lain. I need you to let me talk to my Lain. Can you do that for me? Can you please switch? Can you please wake up?”

Her attention tries to drift back towards her opponent, and I have to shock her to get her attention. For a moment her grip around my neck tightens again, but she loosens as she blinks and returns to me.

“Mhh?”

“Please, don’t worry about the tree, I need you to focus on me, please Lain. Please, switch so I can talk to her?”

She just frowns and looks away regardless, glaring at the golden roots in the distance.

“But that parasite is in my territory…”

“It will leave if you stop fighting it. It just doesn’t want you to destroy any more land. If you just stop it will leave, I promise you. Isn’t that right!?” I direct my question up at the sky where I can feel those insufferable twins watching us, but they don’t respond, shying away from us as Lain directs her attention up as well, seemingly scaring the little shits.

“Mrmrm… I want it gone…”

“It will leave, I promise. Just please, switch back to my Lain, please.”

She returns her gaze back to me, looking sad as she looks into my eyes.

“Am I not your Lain as well? Do you not love me?”

“Lain, I’m yours. It doesn’t matter what is happening to you or what you do, I love you. Even if you were to kill me, I would still love you.” I tell her as I caress her cheek.

“Mmm… Would you? You know, if I switch back, she might actually end up killing you? Would you really want that?”

“What?”

“We’re wounded right now.” She says as she grabs my hand and presses it against her chest. “Our soul is in rags, even being like this right now is complete suffering. We need to rest and heal, so she is sleeping. So, I am in control. If she we’re to wake up right now, she won’t be able to control herself. She’ll want to tear you apart and devour you. She’ll eat you if I let her… Pervert…”

She gives me a dirty look as she sees how I am blushing, but I can’t help it. This situation is already a bit too much for me as is…

“Wake her up, please. I can handle her.”

“You’re a fool. Do you even realize that she is a psychopath? When she looks at you, she can’t help but to think about hurting you. She sees your perfect skin and can only fantasize about leaving you covered in scars and bleeding.”

“I want that.”

“She tortured a man to death and fantasied that it was you. As she tore into his skin and removed his organs, she was picturing you. As she cut through meat and tendon and removed limbs, she got wet thinking about you. As she touched herself next to a pile of severed skulls and his headless corpse, she imagined that they were yours. This is the person that you love. She is an unhinged monster with barley contained, nor understood, desires that will one day kill you, and your death will be one of abject suffering.”

I can’t help it as my pulse quickens and a heat starts to fill me. Dangling in the air by her grip, I can’t help but to rub my thighs together as I get a little too excited. My breathing becomes hot and heavy as I look at her with desire. I can feel it as my face becomes a broken and crazed smile, my longing clearly displayed for anyone to see despite my efforts to keep it down. I just can’t help it. The thought of her actually doing those things to me, they excite me like I can’t even begin to understand.

“I want that~ If anyone is going to kill me, I want it to be her. I want it to be you, Lain. I want you to break me and tear me apart until I’m nothing but meat for you to devour. I want to be your prey. I want you to eat me!”

Caressing her face lovingly, I can’t help but tell her, “Ever since that first night, I’ve always wanted you to sink your claws into me and eat me. I’m yours~”

She twitches.

“You’re just as crazy as she is… If I wake up, she won’t have control over hersel-”

“I don’t care. It’s time for you to wake up Lain. You already beat the enemy, now it’s time to come home and be with me. It’s time to wake up.”

She twitches again.

The Devil speaks one last time before she lets out a tired breath and closes her eyes. “Fine, be insane together. We can regret what comes after. Maybe she will be more willing to embrace me with you gone…”

She alights to the nest atop the tree with me still held in her grip, her head dropping as her body slacks to the side, going limp for just a second before a jolt forces her back up right like a puppet being pulled by its strings. With a start, she takes in a deep breath and pulls back her head like a person being forced awake from a dream. Her eyes go to me, and after a moment, recognitions fills them.

Carefully, I ask, “Lain?”

“Sky.” She says with a smile.

Relief starts to fill me, thinking that she is alright, but I am quickly proven wrong. Her smile grows until her sharp teeth are showing, a mouth full of canines revealing themselves as she looks at me with hunger in her eyes. Her grip around my throat tightens until I can’t breathe, and she says, “I’m sorry. I’m just so hungry.”

Her mouth opens wide, drool dripping from the sharp points of her teeth, and before I can even think to do anything, she is pulling me forward and ripping away the shoulder of my shirt, tearing away the fabric and exposing my bare flesh to the cold open air. With one arm wrapped around my back, my tail and my legs kicking in the air, she brings her head down and sinks her teeth into my flesh, her fangs piercing though without resistance until they are scraping against the bone of my shoulder.

My body wants to scream in pain, but my throat is sealed shut by her grip, my vision going dark as my brain slowly loses oxygen.

My body shakes as the most violent orgasm of my life suddenly rips through my body and tears my senses apart. I can’t even think as all thought is blown away and all the pain and fear is transformed into uncontrollable bliss and joy. As pleasure tears my body and mind apart, my toes curl and my arms wrap around her back, refusing to let her go as tears run down my cheeks and my nethers flood.

I can feel it as her tongue laps over my skin, drinking in my blood with hunger and desire.

Just before I can pass out from it all, her grip around my throat is released, the muscles in my neck aching and sore where she had choked me. Taking a gasping breath of air, I can’t help but let out a loud moaning scream, pleasure and pain both caried in my voice as my brain hungrily receives fresh air and comes back into working order.

My senses are soon blown away again however as she pulls me closer, the claws on the hand holding my back, tearing into my shirt and digging into my back. I let out another moan, completely unable to stop myself as I finally get what I have been begging for all this time. Her claws, those wonderful claws of hers, are finally inside of me. I can feel as my warm blood flows over her fingers and down my back, the points of her claws dragging out a fresh burst of pain and pleasure every time that one of us moves and they shift inside of me.

Before I know it, I am on my back and she is on top of me, my body pinned beneath her as her weight forces me down. With a tear of fabric, she rips apart my clothes and exposes my breasts, the cold air licking at my peaks as her free hand moves to grab me. Her grip is hard and rough, pulling and squeezing like she is trying to break me, but all I can feel is more and more pleasure. Ecstasy is flooding through every vein in my body as she becomes rougher and rougher with me, her knee burying itself into my soaked crotch as she pulls me closer in a death grip that leaves my bones creaking and threatening to crack.

I can’t help but to grind against her leg, my body moving of its own accord as I lose control over myself. My motions become more animalistic as everything starts to become too much for my frayed mind to process, my only thought being on pleasure and pain as I move and moan. With my every motion, her teeth and claws continue to tear my muscles, her tongue never stopping as she continues to lap up my hot blood.

Raising my head, I manage to work out a single word as I moan into her ear.

“More~”

Kissing her ear in the way that I know she loves, I stick my tongue in and then nibble on her earlobe.

I can feel her body shake in my arms and I know that I got her. Moving a hand down her back, I work my way under one of her majestic new wings and grab her rear in a death grip of my own, her wonderfully soft cheek filling my hand with warmth and tenderness. In response to my advances, her claws in my back start to move, her hand slowly drawing down my back as her claws tear through my skin and leave me gasping for air, my body shaking violently as another orgasm tears me apart from the inside out.

“Yes~!” I scream, moaning into her ear as she turns me into a bloody mess of sweat and love juices.

Releasing my shoulder, her face comes away covered in my blood and it is the most beautiful thing that my sex addled mind has ever seen. She is breathing heavily with her mouth open, blood and drool falling from her teeth as her long tongue lulls out the side of her mouth. Her face is in a full blush of black blood against grey skin, her eyes unfocused, and her expression looking drunk as if she had just downed an entire barrel of bourbon.

With a drunken smile, she looks down at me as I shake from the aftershocks of orgasm, my breaths coming out hitched and heavy as I pant for air.

“Yooou’re delicious~ HahahaaAaaa~”

Completely unable to resist her, she moves down and kisses me hard on the lips. Her tongue forces itself deep into my mouth and down my throat, deeper than I even knew it could go as she almost makes me gag from the sudden penetration. But I don’t fight her, my body is too flooded with pleasure to do anything other than to accept her and kiss her back, my tongue running over the lengths of hers as she deep throats me with it. I can taste my own blood in her mouth as it flows into my own and more joins it as her sharp teeth cut my tongue and lips with her rough movements.

As we kiss, her hands go to work on my body, violently tearing away what remains of my clothes, reducing me to a pitiful state of wearing torn rags as her hand works itself between my legs to find my absolutely drenched sex waiting for her arrival. I welcome her inside of me happily, my body receiving her like a starved woman offered a fresh meal.

She goes rough on me. So rough that I am certain that she is tearing me apart from the inside, but I don’t care as I continue to shake my hips and take everything she is giving. With a gasp, I can feel as something long and sinuous enters my rear, forcing its way in as I am left reeling. Reaching down, I grab hold of her naughty tail and give it a tug, trying to pull it out of my butt, but the scaled thing just continues to dig deeper and deeper until I can feel my insides feeling heavy and full.

I let out a cry of pleasure and Lain takes that as her chance to force her tongue even deeper down my throat.

Ah. Ah. Ah! SO FUCKING GOOOOOD!

With my mind screaming in pleasure and every inch of my body writhing in ecstasy, I pass out, my body going limp as I fall apart in her arms.