[Name] woke in an unfamiliar, warm room that seemed to happily decorate itself with flames all around. What happened and how did I get in here? She thought hard, on what happened. Flashes of a demon, of Sasuke giving her devilish smirks as he kissed and touched every part he could get ahold on her... 

She gasped a little too loudly, causing a small groan that came from beside her. She froze and realized he was still there as he subconsciously wrapped an arm around her waist, cuddling her close to him. Calm down, don't panic, she scolded herself. She bit her lip, wishing she wasn't in this predicament. She could barely move from his tight grip and as she moved her legs, there was a sharp twinge down below. 

My innocence is gone. Can I even go back to Heaven with my tainted self? she thought sadly before her reflection on Sasuke turned to anger, betrayal and pity. Everything I've thought good of him is gone. But maybe... maybe he could have another chance at redemption. I'm not called the Goddess of Healing and Compassion for nothing. 

But I need to leave, she thought determinedly. With renewed energy, she tried to lift his arm but to her disappointment, it wouldn't budge. She considered her options. She could keep trying, go all out screaming or just wait. They all had the same outcome: he would wake up and still find her there, whether she liked it or not. 

She sighed. Waiting patiently would have to do, I think. She laid there for quite some time, fighting off the drowsiness that threatened to overtake her. Should I wake him instead? Shake him gently? No, I think that wouldn't be a good idea. Okay, let's think about other things then. 

A thought popped into her head randomly. When he kissed her last night, she felt robbed of her soul before he did something to her, and she felt more complete than ever. I need to ask him about that. 

He stirred then, which was good timing on his part and released her from his grasp, to which she almost cried out with relief. This was her chance to leave and go back to Heaven– 

Right when she was planning to clamber off the bed, she was within his hold again.  

"Where do you think you're going, my mate?" he asked, sleep still clear in his voice. He nuzzled her neck before settling to be on top of her, the drowsiness clearing away in his eyes as she stared back at him, frozen at being caught. 

"I... I want to go back to Heaven," she said cautiously as to not anger him. 

His eyes narrowed and she gulped. It seemed she had already done so with her declaration. "You're not leaving." 

"But I want to see if I'm allowed back there." A tear rolled down her cheek. 

"Most likely not," he finally said, after much thinking on his part. "I've claimed you as my mate." He lowered his head, lips meeting hers in a soft kiss as he slowly moved them over hers. When she wasn't responding, he growled, "Kiss me back." 

"I don't know how to," 

"Hn... Just move your lips." He claimed her with his lips again, coaxing her to respond to him. His lips were velvety and supple. Why hadn't she noticed this before? With restored vigor, she began to move her lips furiously against his, teeth bumping against teeth as with newfound courage she slipped her tongue inside his mouth. Their tongues danced and clashed but he won with his dominant strength and she pulled back from him, surprised at her reaction. What had come over her? 

Sasuke smirked, licking his swollen lips. "I didn't know you were such a minx." Without any warning he licked the side of her neck before latching his teeth onto the skin, leaving a small bruise on her. "Stop it!" She pushed his head away, glaring at him. 

He bared his teeth at her and said mightily, "You can't deny me. You're my mate. We've completed the mating ritual last night." 

"Mating ritual?" she asked, her mind going a complete blank. When it involved magical rituals, it usually meant serious business.  

"Sex was the first part of it," he bluntly stated. "The other half was to exchange souls with each other." 

"Exchange souls..." she repeated his words, trailing off as she thought about how her soul was sucked by him before it was returned to her. She believed he did something to her but... 

"We tied souls with each other?!" she exclaimed in disbelief. 

He nodded. "Yes. I'm bound to you as you are bound to me. The kiss last night broke a part of your soul as it transferred over to me and vice versa. We're complete as one now... Forever." 

"Impossible... we're complete opposites," she continued to deny, "How?" 

"It seems the fates have a thing for forbidden love," he purred, nosing her neck teasingly. "I'm feeling rather famished and I believe you're the only one who can satisfy me now." 

The incubus had a glint in his eye, representing mischievousness and desire. She shook her head, fully aware of her vulnerability. "Not now, please," she pleaded. She quickly thought of an excuse. "It still hurts down there." 

He paused in his stroking of her thigh before he smirked. "Don't worry, the pain will be gone soon enough." 

She wanted to yell in frustration and exasperation. Why was he so cocky, ignoring her wants and needs? "Aren't you my mate? Doesn't that mean you have to consider what I want too?" She tried to guilt him, hoping he would fall for it. 

"What about what I want?" he countered. "I'm an incubus, a demon whose hunger can only be satiated by intercourse or souls. Since I'm bound to you, I am unable to lust for others." 

He had a point there. His fingers were inching towards her nub as he rubbing in small circles. She could feel herself getting aroused. "Hn... you smell delicious," he murmured. 

"W-Wait," 

He kissed her belly button, giving it a good lick for measure. She gasped at the ticklish sensation and a cool breeze that accompanied it, a contradiction to the flaming, hot room. 

He intended to go lower before there was a knocking on the door. He snarled, "What is your reason for interrupting?" 

"A word with you, little brother," came a muffled voice from the other side. 

"Damn it all," he muttered under his breath and climbed off the bed. "Cover yourself and make sure he doesn't see any inch of your skin."  

She sighed in relief at the interruption. When Sasuke opened the door, Itachi shoved past him and looked straight at her, giving her the same, familiar smirk she had come to be acquainted with. 

"My, my, rumors are true. You've bedded a beautiful Goddess. Care to share?"  

"What did you just ask of me?" Sasuke grit his teeth, eyes brimmed with fury. 

"Is deafness a side effect of copulating with an Angel? I wouldn't mind if so. Share me your toy, little brother, as you've always done," Itachi simply commented. 

Not an Angel, she wanted to retort but Sasuke beat her to it by throwing him against the wall.  

"Seems you've gotten stronger," Itachi coughed out, blood staining his lips. 

"She's my mate," Sasuke thundered. "No one will touch her except for me!" He plunged a hand through Itachi's chest and harshly squeezed the awaiting, beating heart.