Sleep is a Deadly Trap

Miriam was turning over on the hard floor, sleeping uneasily.
She was fast asleep, but it had taken her a while to get to that state. The floor was hard and uncomfortable as well as cold up there, and her thoughts had not stopped racing for even a second. She was afraid, not certain if she would be safe up there.
Once in a while she would mumble a few words in her sleep, but never anything understandable.

Rin initially thought he was alone, until he heard the mumblings of a human speaking. He had been careful to kick away part of the trap before he stepped, and was watching carefullly with every move he made, but he had not expected someone to still be here.
He was lucky though- they were asleep. And on closer exception it was the same girl. She was always trouble he thought. He was glad he had his weapon. This time she wouldn't escape.
However he couldn't help but remember why he was up here.
He groaned to himself in annoyance- why couldn't he have some peace when he wanted it?
He went over to the girl, kicking her roughly to wake her up. When she did he would see his face, inches away from hers, with his weapon in his hand. Naturally it was smaller than the one he had traded her, but he was pinning her down in such a way she couldn't possibly reach it.
'Suprise' he winked.

Miriam gasped and let her eyes spring open, wide in surprise. Her shocked face lasted a bit too long to keep her dignity, but still she tried to regain it with a spiteful look once she finally realized what had happened.
He was pinning her down to the floor and she was unable to move.
It had been so different to see him earlier, when the border of the devil's trap had clearly kept them apart, but now he was on her, his body warm on hers, his breath stroking her skin and his eyes... his pitch black eyes.. staring into hers.
She wanted to say something, some sly hateful remark, but found none. She forgot her words, and instead her mouth just lingered open.
She was too scared to move, and her heart was beating frantically in her chest for more than one reason.

He smirked at her fear- she was entirely helpless now she didn't have her witchcraft to help her. And now he could make her regret making a fool out of him.
'Not so strong now, are we?' he smirked. 'And I assumed no human would be stupid enough to return here so fast' he teased.
He began to play with the weapon in his hands.. 'Now now.. we're all alone up here. No one to hear you when I'm done with you..' He wondered what he was going to do. There were multiple possibilites. Certainly she wouldn't be alive by the end of it, but he figured he could have plenty of fun in between. He wasn't phased by Lillith's order to save the first human for her- this was a personal case of asserting his power. At the end of the day it resulted in the same- a dead human.

Her heart beat faster at his words, until she didn't think it could beat any faster. It shamed her to know that when he was so close to her, he could probably hear her heart just as well as she could. She wanted nothing more than to mock him back, but she had nothing.
All she could do was stare into his eyes, the eyes that trapped her, wouldn't let her look away.
She knew she was probably dying right then and there. She couldn't even move under his grasp. Faith had been kind to her earlier, but this was it. Her final card had been played and she wasn't going to survive this. How could she?
His words scared her even more and made her heart skip a beat. What did he mean when he was done with her? Would he torture her before he killed her? One glance at the weapon he was holding made her gulp before she looked back at him.

He couldn't help but remember the reason why he was up here in the first place. He smiled as an idea formed in his mind.
Twisting the blade around slowly he watched as her eyes followed it, widening in fear. He brought it closer to her skin, leaning forwards himself also. He was going to drag this out for a long time- and he was going to make sure he enjoyed it too.
'You know, you've caused me a lot of trouble' he said, teasingly moving the knife across her skin- light enough that it wouldn't break through but enough to scare her. Slowly he crawled one hand down and along her thigh, forcibly keeping her legs open.

She could feel herself get goosebumps by the touch of the cold iron weapon.
Finally, that was enough to snap her out of her fearful trance, and she forced herself to look away from his eyes. Even holding her eyes on the weapon he was tracing along her body was better than his eyes. Anything was better than his eyes.
"Good," she said flatly, trying to smile mockingly, but failing once she started fearing the worst.
What was he going to do with her?

Annoyed at her tone, he carefully dragged the knife deeper across her skin, drawing blood along her forearm. It wasn't deep- just enough to bleed, and hurt of course.
He smirked. 'Someone needs to learn to hold their tongue' he said, not interested in conversation.
He couldn't resist feeling more of her- he despised the human but a body was still a body, and that was enough for him. His hands became more demanding over her clothing, yet he kept his weapon ready in case she made any foolish movements.

"Someone needs to learn how to treat a lady," she talked back through gritted teeth, though obviously scared.
The knife hurt her, but she had already managed to hurt herself more than he did, and so she refused to let it show.
Once she finally realized his plan for her she quickly tried to struggle under his grip, but it was no use. She was pinned down.
"What's wrong? Not popular amongst the girls?" she almost spit at him as she finally stopped struggling. She was only going to tire herself out like this. Her mind was racing, trying to come up with an escape plan, but found none, and with every passing second the fear grew.

'I think this treatment is exactly what you deserve' he said spat back, pressing the knife harder- this time against her neck. He didn't appreciate her struggling. He was planning on taunting her in his own time- if she put up too much of a fuss it would just be a nuisience and he would be forced to kill her sooner.
He ignored her mockery, knowing it was true. Instead he roughly pushed his hand up under her top, focusing on the feeling of skin rather than who it belonged to. Whenever he had sex with Lillith it was the same- yes, it was a human, but the body was the only thing he could care about.
Roughly he kissed her, shutting up any complaints. His lips were demanding- his body hungry after having been teased and pushed aside for so long.
He would make Cali pay for putting him in this situation- being forced to get what he needed for a mere human. But he pushed this thought aside and enjoyed what he was doing.

Her eyes grew wider as he pressed his hand under her top, coming dangerously close to her breasts. She might not have been a virgin, but his touch still felt unfamiliar and wrong. He was a demon after all, and she didn't exactly appreciate him forcing himself on her like that.
As he kissed her goosebumps formed along her body and there was a nausiating, yet pleasant, feeling in the pits of her stomach that she couldn't explain. It almost felt like butterflies, but she knew it couldn't be. Not in this situation.
She stopped struggling with her body, and did the only thing she could do. She was about to die either way, so she might as well put up a fight. If he decided to kill her before raping her, then that was even better. She would never have to be tortured like that.
She bit down hard on his lower lip until she could taste blood. Only then did she let go of him, wriggling her head away from him. She knew it hadn't hurt him, but it had still felt good. She couldn't help but smirk as a drop of blood fell from her lip.

He glared at her- obviously the bite did not hurt him, if anything he considered the notion mildly pleasurable, but the fact was she had purposely disobeyed him and that he disliked. It made a mockery of his dominance.
Removing his hand from her top, he forcibly grabbed her by the throat. He pressed his knife more firmly against her skin, until she slowly began to bleed. He then brought the blade up to his eyes, looking at the small amount of blood trickle down the metal surface.
'Blood doesn't phase me- you can bleed this body dry and you still won't hurt me' he teased. 'You however' he said, trailing off his sentence, watching as a drop of her blood fell from the weapon to the floor.
Still holding her by the throat, he whispered in her ear. 'One wrong move and I will make sure you suffer far more than you need to' he winked. He then kissed her once more, making sure she could taste his blood on her tongue.

Miriam had problems staying still under his grasp. Her body was shaking and at several points her body wanted to jump out of pure fear. Several times she had to force herself to stay still enough not to hurt herself, but it did nothing for her shaking.
She felt pathetic and disgusted by herself at how weak she looked under his grasp, but she couldn't help it, and for once that was not the first thing on her mind. The only thing her mind was screaming was to get away, to survive. Other times it would tell her to do exactly what the male demon wanted, just to keep herself alive a little longer, but she refused.
As he kissed her she did her best not to taste his blood, but it was inevitable.
Surprise, she found herself not hating the taste. It almost felt.. good.. on her tounge.

He revealed in how weak she looked. He was determined to make her do exactly what she wanted- eventually everyone had to succum to something. And then he could finally have some fun.
He lessened his grasp on her throat, instead working his hands back down towards her legs, rubbing her inner thigh. As he did so he bit down on her lower lip in retaliation, though not drawing blood yet. Still it was enough to make her wince.
Eventually he left her lips, moving down to her neck wound where the blood was still damp. He purposely brought his teeth over the wound, causing her more pain, before sucking at her skin. His hand was getting higher and higher up her leg, but still remaining teasingly so from her underwear.

Her strongest impulse was fear, but the urge to vomit came a close second. She had stopped struggling, simply lying there under him as she focused on keeping her breath even. So far it wasn't working, and her chest was heaving heavily, but she was trying.
Her lip hurt, her hand hurt, everything hurt, but none of it mattered to her. Not in that instant. Only the fear was.
"I hope you rot in Hell," she spit at him with a voice sounding like a poisonous snake.

'Been there, done that' he smirked. 'Its a shame we couldn't take your soul in the process of all this, or you could be down there with be' he grinned. He would do anything to have been there when her soul arrived- for her to look up and see him torture her, even in death.
But there was much more fun to do up here, as now was proving.
He noticed she had stopped struggling, but that he found was half the fun. Now he needed to play her body against her mind. He was sure that eventually the human instinct would fail her- and she would consider that worse than raping her right now. He also found it was much more enjoyable for him if he could hear the other person's reaction.
Knowing she was too afraid to do anything stupid, he finally lowered the weapon. He still kept it close by, and only pinned her more firmly to the ground to ensure she wouldn't go anywhere, but now he had both hands free.
One hand continued to stroke her leg, the other went under her top and touched one of her breasts. He did not care if she struggled, and he was able to easily over power her. As he did so he breathed heavily across her skin, kissing her neck or mouth as he did so.

Miriam glanced over at the weapon, but found her body stiff with fear.
Her heavy breathing had been replaced by gasps as he let his hands wander on her body and his lips kissing her.
Her heart was not slowing down one bit, and the same tingling sensation from earlier was returning to her stomach. The goosebumps would not go away either, and rather they were growing bigger on her skin. However, most shameful of all, she could sense a reaction between her legs, feeling herself grow excited with his touch. She only hoped he wouldn't notice by letting his hand wander upwards.
"Can I at least know your name?" she asked sarcastically, as much to distract him as to mock him.
"I don't usually do one-night-stands with strangers," she said and gasped at another one of his demanding kisses.

Ignoring her momentarily, to distracted himself, he began to kiss her more deeply and touch her more firmly. It had been a while- at least for him who was used to getting what he wanted with relative ease.
Eventually he looked up, removing his hands to force her top off her. He made sure she couldn't move as he did so, and he ripped the material in his frustration to get it off her.
'Want to remember it?' he joked, resuming his routine of kissing and feeling her avaliable skin. He was grinding up against her body now, eagerily receiving the human sensations throughout his meatsuit.
'Rin' he finally added- reluctant but realised it did not matter what she would know if she wouldn't leave this room. Normally he didn't like to talk about himself to a human. He preffered to be anonymous- fear was always greater when people didn't know much about you.
He went back to touching her, forcing his hands underneath her bra and pushing the material away. His teeth scratched at one of her nipples, as he forced his mouth across her skin. His other hand worked at removing her bra completely, before trailing down her body to her thigh once more.

"Rin," she mumbled as she tasted his name, not sure why.
Her heart was beating even faster, though she had not thought it was possible for it to do so. She felt so weak, so bare, so fragile, specially without her clothings, only lying under him. She had no power anymore, and she didn't like it. She hated it.
Despite her fear she tried to close her legs together, desperate to stop the wet sensation.
She felt a warmth growing in her body, and though she could not see it she was almost certain she was blushing.
Luckily, she thought, it was during a situation like this, where all her reactions could be blamed on fear. All but one...
She kept telling herself that, and chose to believe it. She was only scared, nothing else.

His hand finally moved to her underwear, fed up of teasing her. He wanted to get on to the main event soon- he just needed to play with her a bit more, he was certain.
He cupped her underwear, rubbing her fast with impaitence. He wanted to watch her become entirely helpless. His other hand played with her nipples, his actions quick to get a sudden response from her. His mouth covered her other breast, biting and teasing her.

She arched her back as she rapidly let out gasps and moans.
She lifted her body to the extent that she could, making her body move closer to his. Her heart was beating so quickly it hurt, and the fear and pain was still apperant to her, but in that moment she realized one thing was more important to her.
"Is that all you can do?" she teased him, seemingly to mock him, but as she quickly understood, it was because she wanted more...

He laughed, groaning slightly too at the noise that came from her mouth. Finally what he had wanted.
'Theres plenty more I can,' he teased, 'but if i just gave you what you want then where would be the fun in that?'
Slowly he rubbed her underwear once more, before stopping suddenly, tormenting her. He also stopped his hands that were touching her breasts, instead just breathing heavily against her chest so she could only feel the smallest sensations from the air he exhaled against her.
However he knew that he couldn't keep this up long- if only she could touch him, he thought, but he was not leaving himself in her hands. Then she could just do exactly what he was doing now- control him and make him vulnerable to weakness. No, this way he could mantain his power.

She lifted her head, looking down on him impatiently, even if she wouldn't admit it.
She frowned at his words, however true they were, she still needed to deny them. She wouldn't let him think that.
"Don't flatter yourself," she said simply, as this wasn't exactly a lie. She didn't deny anything, but didn't admit it either.
"Now, I could show you how it's really done..." she said, her voice changing into that of a seductive one. Her main goal was to get him off of her, regaining some freedom and power herself, she hated feeling so weak. But as hard as she hoped for it she doubted he would.

He looked up at her, unamused. 'Don't assume I'm that stupid' he said, pinning her down tighter. He knew what she would attempt if he did so. Besides, he could get what we wanted with relative ease- the idea of leaving him in her hands was out of the question.
To put such ideas out of her head he quickly resumed his hands- moving past the elastic of her underwear, smiling at the fact she was already wet.
'Something seems to suggest otherwise' he teased. He began to rub her clit slowly, gradually getting faster, but he couldn't help but grind his body against her and his hand as he did so. He had to be paitent though- he knew what he needed to do to her to prove how much he could control her through his movements alone.
He went back to kissing her, his lip no longer bleeding. The kiss was demanding- revealing his impaitence. He was already hard, and he occassionaly hissed at the feeling of her body against his.

"Well, I had to assume so after earlier today.." she teased him, but quickly stopped at his last words.
Gritting her teeth together she did everything not to moan, but could not help but let a couple of moans escape her mouth.
It was hard to focus on the fear, or danger, or anything anymore. Not when he was doing that to her.
She was disgusted with herself to the point of wanting to vomit, but she could not help it, and she could no longer deny it for herself either. She wanted him, and with every movement he did she grew more impatient. He could feel it on himself as well, it wasn't hard to see how impatient he was. How frustrated he was feeling.
"Havn't gotten any in a while huh?" she laughed at him.