In his desperation to find a date in time for the annual Helloween bash, minor-rank demon Kev summons a coworker he once hooked up with. But when the smoke and sulfur clears, it isn’t demon Ira standing in the ring, but a very perplexed, very human mortal named Archer.<br><br>Archer is cute, confused, and willing to consider going as Kev's date ... for a price. Turns out this isn't the first time Archer's met a demon, and he wants his soul back.

Date from Hell

“Let’s see that tongue of yours,” said Archer.


Kev obeyed, curving it around the cock as he pulled up. His tongue, like most demons, was longer, more pointed, than a human’s. Kev’s was nowhere near as long and snakelike as Deathkiss’s, but he found the thickness of it good for giving head. Archer made an approving noise, then leaned forward and forced Kev down on the cock until his body lurched and he gagged on it. Archer held him there several more seconds before letting him up; Kev went back to sucking the length the moment he could.


“That’s enough,” said Archer, and yanked Kev back by the hair, a strand of spit still connecting him to the large shaft. “Let’s see if your ass can handle it.”


Chapter 15