Everything was supposed to be normal. It was just another night out with your friends, drinking and enjoying the scenery of the lights outside and music playing from every corner of the city. Everything wasn't supposed to be thrown down a hell hole just for you to suffer. 

The world doesn't really favor people who party, huh? 

It was about 3 am, and finally the bar you were at died down. You and your friend were the only ones left, talking and laughing obnoxiously because of how wasted you guys were. You didn't notice it at first but in a both at the corner of the bar was a man who looked to be in his late 30s, watching you with curious eyes. He took another sip of his drink before going back down to scroll through his phone.

"H-Hey (Y/N)! Aha! Look at this!" You heard one of your friends yell, which made you look over. They had a whole bottle of flavoring that they stole from underneath the counter, and began to empty the sweet liquid into their mouth, making you chuckle.

"Dude… you're gonna have like… so many fucking cavit-" You muttered before a loud yell inturrupted your sentence.

You and your friend winced at the bartender returned from the bathroom, drying his hands off with an angry scowl on his face. "Stop that you fuckin' idiot!" He yelled with a thick Cajun accent. "You stole that! You owe me, coward!" The bartender began to quickly walk towards you guys.

"Holy shit he's gonna kill us-" your friend muttered, scrambling out the barstool and rushing outside, the glass door swinging back and forth. Oh boy. You quickly did the same as the bartender rushed towards you, hitting the cold night air.

Left… Right… no… left… ah fuck it.

You dashed towards your right, opposite from where your friend ran. You turned the corner into an alley way, panting heavily as your vision became blurry. "Jesus christ… I feel like I'm gonna be sick…" you muttered, holding your aching head as the bartender's voice died off in the other direction, probably chasing your friend. You peaked out the corner, sighing when you didn't see the cranky man. Finally… Safe… you smiled slightly as you turned the corner again, this time seeing black.

 You quickly stumbled back in panic, seeing a quite tall man dressed in all black. He sported gorgeous raven hair and thin black shades to hide his eyes. Honestly he seemed quite charming, but why in the world was he here? "Aah shit please don't hurt me, i-" 

You stopped when you noticed the man putting his hand out, not saying anything. You were hesitant before you sighed, grabbing his hand as he helped you up. "Ah… thank you…"

"My pleasure." He muttered, making you shiver. Oh god. His voice. It was angelic. You swore your knees were beginning to shake. "You left this in the bar…" the man pulled out… Oh! Your wallet! Your face lit up, greatful. 

You took the wallet from him and sighed, nodding. "Thank you so much… I didn't even notice I dropped it." You sloppily put it back in your wallet, looking back up to the man and putting out your hand. "I'm (Y/N), by the way." You introduced yourself.

The man raised a brow, probably surprised by the way you offered your hand so easily. "Rire. You have a handsome name, (Y/N)." Rire took your hand in his and instead of shaking it, he intertwined your fingers with him, smiling gently. You swore your face was as red as a cherry. A shaky smile rose onto your face as you just stared into his black glasses. This went on a few seconds until the man cleared his throat. You didn't notice but he was trying to pull away his hand, which you were having an iron grip on. 

"A-Ah! I'm sorry! Oh geez…" you muttered, laughing slightly.

"It's quite alright, I'm sure the alchohaul is messing up your head…" Rire muttered, standing straight and calm the whole time. "Do you need help getting home?"

You took a second to think, but… nothing popped up. Where… Did you live anyway? "I… Don't remember. I can't think straight…" you rubbed your head nervously, feeling it throb once again. Even though your head hurt, you swore you could see Rire's face light up and become more enthusiastic. 

"Well that's a shame… I could bring you to my place and drop you off in the morning." He offered, making your heart leap out of your chest. This handsome man just… gave you the opportunity to visit his home?? Did you even trust him enough?? Definitely not. But tonight, your rational side definitely wasn't thinking.

"That… sounds amazing! Thank you Rire!" Out of sheer happiness and drunkness, you throw yourself into Rire's arms and hugged him, which definitely made Rire feel… confused. "I- oh. Uhm-" You pulled away when you noticed the uncomfortable look on Rire's face. 

He adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat, stuttering slightly. "T-Thats quite alright. Lets just get to my house. It shouldn't be that far of a walk." Rire looked down at you, making you feel quite intimidated.

You nodded and began to follow his lead, having a mostly quiet walk from the bar to Rire's apartment. Embarrassingly, you spend most of the walk stumbling and leaning against Rire, not really able to see clearly while walking. What a shame. Maybe. You didn't notice it but Rire was softly blushing everytime you would even come in contact with him, he definitely wasn't used to this. Did that hug really shake him up this much?

Sooner or later, you and Rire made it infront of a nice looking house on the side of the road. You swore Rire was explaining something about how he decided to stop staying in apartments and just got a house for himself, so everything was brand new. However everything was drowned out by the rushing of blood in your head. It didn't take long until you felt your vision start to black out, passing out and slumping over onto the concrete. 

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"Hgn..." You slowly opened your eyes, squinting them as they tried to adjust to the light. What the hell happened? Your head was throbbing like crazy… You tried your best to remember what happened. You got drunk, got chased out by an angry bartender, met a hot guy dressed in all black, got offered to stay at his place… Oh! You passed out! The memory was hazy but it was there! You finally opened your eyes and looked around, tilting your head. This must have been Rire's home. It was nice and quaint, definitely different than the black dressed man you met. Speaking of which… There he was.

"Oh! (Y/N), you've awakened. Welcome to my humble abode~" he chuckled, making you shiver. He sat in a chair right across from you, making you just realize that you were quite… uncomfortable. You wanted to leave now… "I brought you some tea, would you like some?"

You gulped, feeling your dry throat. You went to grab the cup that he held out to you but then noticed… you couldn't. You struggled slightly before realizing that your wrist were tied together. The look on your face must have really amused Rire because he chuckled grimly, finally showing of his sharp pearls. Suddenly, a cold sweat grew over you. You've seen enough anime to know where this was going. "Y-You… you aren't human, are you?" 

Slowly but surely his open smile faded into closed one, crossing his legs. Thick, black tentacles began to slide out of his back, hovering around him as an intimidation tactic. You felt like tearing up. Rire leaned his sunglasses down to show off his gorgeous yellow eyes with black slits, making you wish you had something to drink so you could gulp properly. "Congratulations (Y/N), you've just met a Demon." 

You rubbed your thighs together, whimpering as he struggled even more. "R-Rire… please don't kill me…" You whined, only making the demon laugh.

"Kill you? Now why would I do that to my little pet?" He frowned, standing up to grab the arm of your chair and scoot it closer to his, getting a better look at the tentacles. You were so close to letting your leg rub against his. What the hell did this demon want? "Aren't you thirsty?" 

You nodded your head slightly, blushing. Oh god you were so close. You could smell the cologne that he used, but you couldn't pin a scent down. He must have used more than one. "Then open up, (Y/N)." You did as told, opening your mouth slightly, waiting. Rire took the cup of tea and placed it against your lips, tilting it so it poured into your mouth. It was hot. Really hot. You choked slightly and began to shake, spitting out the tea onto the man infront of you. You wanted to wipe the tea from your chin but you couldn't. You began to tear up, just wanting to cry right now infront of Rire. You didn't care anymore. This was fucking embarrassing. 

Rire had an unamused look on his face. It only took a second for him to put the half filled cup if tea onto the plate and raise his hand, putting a firm slap across your face. At this point you could care less. Tears began to flow from your eyes as a red mark appeared on your face, feeling utterly ashamed. Rire took a napkin and forcefully lifted your chin up, gently wiping the tea from your skin. He put a forced smile on his face. "What a messy little pup….~" he muttered, cleaning you up. "My shirt is ruined…" Rire sighed and stood up, unbuttoning his shirt all the way to the bottom, sliding his shirt off and tossing it to the side. Your face was crimson as you were forced to watch the man who made your stomach flip become half naked. It made it worse considering you were actually getting turned on by it too.

Rire narrowed his eyes, tilting his head. "Why are you staring, hm?" He asked while leaning closer, dangerously close to your lips. You began to shake, flinching slightly when you felt his hand gently graze your tent. "Well look here… did you get yourself heated up, (Y/N)? Did I do this to you?" He cooed, teasing you as his hand came over to gently palm at your boner. 

You gasped out, yearning for Rire's touch. You hated this man so much but the want for him to just fuck you right here and now was insane. Rire chuckled at your noises, nuzzling against your face as he let his tongue run over your ear lobe, making you shiver. He wanted to make you beg, didn't he? You would get everything except being rammed into, huh? "Hhn… please…" You muttered, blushing deeply. 

Rire pulled away, raising a brow. "Hm? What is it you want now? Don't you think you're being selfish? Tsk tsk tsk…" you closed your mouth, being ashamed of yourself. He let out a small sigh before slamming your lips against yours, causing your legs to spread out of pure lust. Jesus Christ. 

You quickly began to kiss the demon back, noticing his hands glide back. He grabbed… a knife! You didn't even see it before on the plate, pulling away. "R-Rire d-" you weren't even able to finish your sentence before he slammed his lips against yours, allowing his knife to rip through your shirt. You whimpered into the kiss, gasping when you felt the tip of the knife dig into your neck. This allowed Rire to slide his tongue into your mouth, exploring every inch. It tasted like ink. You tried so hard not to bite down on his disgusting tongue, whimpering until he pulled away.

You gasped for air, narrowing your eyes as you looked up at him. "What?" He said, crossing his arms. "Are you really disrespecting a demon?" He said, making you shut your mouth. However Rire thought it was too late. The black slits in his eyes thinned, the tentacles floating around slowly as if ready to dart as any second. And that's exactly what they did. 

All in the blink of an eye, four tentacles shot out to wrap around your arms and legs, lifting you into the air. Your chest was revealed to him, which honestly wasn't that bad but the aching tent in your pants was definitely not a sight you wanted the demon to see. You squirmed embarrassingly, blushing deeply as Rire only chuckled. He began to unzip your pants and slide it down to your ankles, your precum soaked boxers now in full view. "R-Rire… please do-" 

Once again you were interrupted when you felt a slimy black tentacle slither into your boxers. Oh god. You panicked a bit more, which led Rire to wrapping a thinner tentacle around your neck, squeezing gently. "G-Gh…." Rire placed a hand on your thigh, squeezing it softly before pulling your boxers down, erect cock at full view. You blushed deeply but this time you didn't dare struggle. You hated that a part of your mind wanted Rire's touch even though the act was horrible.

However, your thoughts were interrupted when Rire's tentacle began moving again. You winced when it ended up wrapping itself around your dick, coating it in a thick, inky slime. You shivered, looking to the side out of pure embarrassment. The tentacle began to slowly jerk you off, sending odd surges of pleasure through you. Rire was looking right into your eyes, making you blush deeper when you made eye contact with him. Slowly but surely, another tentacle ended up sliding up your leg and prodding at your entrance, making your eyes shoot open. 

"Now, (Y/N)... This might hurt a small bit. Please try to bare with me…" Rire gave you an unhelpful warning as the thick tentacle began to slide inside of you, stretching you more than you had ever been stretched. You let out a choked whine, tears pricking at your eyes as you felt your insides being stretched.

"F-Fuck… Rire… i-it hurts…." You cried out, tightening around the tentacle in a pathetic effort to get him out. But however, you weren't sure Rire enjoyed your voice. As soon as your mouth was open again, a thick tentacle shot into your mouth and muffled you. You tried your very best not to bite down, whimpering as the taste of ink sunk into your mouth. You moaned against the tentacle after feeling the tentacle in your ass begin to thrust as a very fast pace. It hurt. So badly.

Rire however was getting a kick out of this. He was sitting on the chair, jacking off to the pathetic sight infront of him that you gave him. The jerks and thrust that was going through your body sent shocks of pleasure and pain through your body. A huge stomach bulge was forming everytime the tentacle pushed in, you swore that your intestines would be ripped open by the end of this. 

You arched your back, beads of sweat rolling down your face as you continued to deep throat the tentacle, hating the taste but not daring to complain. A small and thin tentacle had slid into your urethra, thrusting in and out too as the familiar feelings of closeness shot through you. You continued to be fucked by four different tentacles at once, stretched beyond repair. You ended up throwing up most of your drinks from last night against the tentacle that was in your throat. Tears were streaming down your face, throat burning. Blood began to stream out of your entrance with every thrust of the thick tentacle. At this point you were tired and broken, eyes spotted with black as pained moans ran through. You didnt want to die like this.

You emptily looked down at Rire, who was just finishing off and releasing himself onto his chest. It didn't make it better considering that thick loads of cum emptied out into you, rounding you out and blocking your airway.

 Quickly, the tentacles pulled out and dropped you onto the floor where you shook and sobbed, choking up cum as you leaked onto the floor. Rire smiled and stood over you, making you weakly look up at him. "... . … … .?" 

"You took that better than expected… Interesting." He mumbled, making your heart light up for some reason. After all this time, the want for Rire's praise made you smile.

Rire's crooked smile was the last thing you saw before passing out on his floor, black cum and blood leaking out from both sides of what Rire did to you. The demon didn't even apologise.