Hijacker had never once regretted their actions. They were a demon. A creature of heartless hunger, of unyielding survival instinct.
Remorse was not a word that existed in their vocabulary.
But even Hijacker could admit they should have chosen their new host better.
Atlas pressed his lips to Hijacker’s, grabbing a fistful of their hair. Hijacker’s spine ached as they tried to keep themself upright. But Atlas’ new body was much bigger than Hijacker’s new body and despite their efforts they were pushed down on the bed, sinking into the plush mattress.
They had been in a female body before but never on their back at someone else’s mercy. Their mind filled with the memory of their new face full of tears. Was this going to hurt?
Hijacker tried to brace themself for pain… down below only to be shocked by Atlas’ hand on their arm, nails digging in, burning with holy power.
Hijacker managed to pull away and let out a small scream of pain that Atlas quickly swallowed up by kissing them again. The demon squirmed, but with Atlas’ tight grip it only made the pain worse. They panted into Atlas’ mouth, feeling light-headed. Atlas pulled back from the kiss and it took Hijacker far too many seconds to breathe normally once more. Their vision cleared of the slight haze that had been overtaking it and they saw Atlas’ cold gaze staring down at them, “you’re…really pathetic.”
Something in Atlas’ words, his tone, realigned Hijacker. All of a sudden they were fully in their new body, feeling all of it. Of course they had felt the important things, the warning bells; the breathing, the thirst, the pain. But now they felt everything. The ache in their scalps Atlas pulled their hair, the goosebumps raising on their skin, their sweat despite the chill, the slightly rough and scratchy bed sheets underneath their naked form, and the wetness pooling between their legs.
With the holy energy seeping from Atlas’ fingertips into Jackie’s blood-stream, Jackie felt more at home in this body than countless others before. Then their long abandoned original body, rotting in hell.
Atlas untangled his hand from Jackie’s hair and brought it down to that place between their legs.
This was not survival, this was not theft, this was not in their control. This was hedonism. This was violence. This was going to hurt.
Jackie kicked Atlas. It was largely an automatic, instinctual response… and entirely ineffective. Atlas sat down on Jackie’s thighs.
“Fight me too hard and I’ll burn your soul away. But don’t dead fish either. That’s boring.”
“Why should your entertainment matter to me?”
Atlas removed his hands from Jackie and raised up on his knees so that he no longer had any points of contact, “if you’re boring I won’t touch you and you’ll die a very slow and painful death.”
Blood oozed from their bicep into the sheets. They swallowed, “I will endeavor to be entertaining.”
Atlas put that hand right back between their legs, two fingers sliding inside. They were wet and yet it was still a tad uncomfortable, their new body still sore from what they had done the night before. Then again Jackie had never paid attention to the pleasure of sex before. It wasn’t what it was about for them. Still wasn’t except… The fingers inside them stilled. “Boring~” Atlas sang in a low voice.
… Jackie had had more willing partners in the past, they’d even seen a few minutes of human pornography. They knew theoretically what someone who is enjoying themself should look and sound like. They theoretically knew people faked it. But that was not something they’d ever done before. So rather than make sounds or faces, they rocked their hips, forcing Atlas’ fingers deeper. It hurt but also finally felt good. Above them, Atlas smiled and cooed condescendingly, “what a good little demon.”
He held still and let them fuck themself on his fingers. Pleasure began to ramp despite the soreness and a fully natural gasp fell from their lips. Suddenly, Atlas removed his fingers with a laugh. He held up his hand, watching as Jackie’s glistening slick dripped off his fingers and onto their bare stomach, “this’ll be fun.”
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