Bazaduil lusts for Silas and won’t take no for an answer, even if it means tricking and seducing him. In a life where being told ‘there are no monsters,’ it will be one lie Silas will have to face. Will Silas be able to ignore Bazaduil advances or will he submit to this demon’s twisted agenda?

• Dubious Consent
• Implied Mpreg
• Breeding Kink
• Tail Kink
• Informal Dominant/Submissive Play
• Bad BDSM Etiquette

Just like the fantasy he had earlier down in his basement, the creature had crimson-colored skin, a pair of pitch-black horns twice as thick as Silas’s arms. They curled slightly inward, it’s long black claws piercing through the duvet.  Time seemed to slow down as the creature finally raised its head. 

Its face was a nightmare made real, all hard ridges, with sharp fangs peeking from full black lips. But it was the creature’s eyes that stilled his blood; a gold that burned into his very soul like hellfire, spelling his doom. 

“Silas Andreas Cromwell,” the monster intoned. “You have called me and I have come.”