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

“Yes,” said Kev, word barely audible.


Archer moved his fingers in and out, thrusting gently, Kev rocking against him. When Archer found the right spot, Kev groaned; Archer began to work it, rub it. He spat on his other hand then and took hold of Kev’s cock.


Kev let out a noise that spiked Archer’s pulse. Archer pressed against Kev’s side, stroking him, forcing him back onto Archer’s fingers with every motion. Kev moved with Archer, his breathing growing steadily louder. When he leaned his head toward the floor, Archer knew he was close, could imagine how his balls were straining against the harness.


And then he’d pushed Kev too far, and Kev’s back stiffened. He let out a raw cry and his ass clenched hard around Archer’s fingers as he came, several powerful bursts over the floor. Archer kept at him, pumping him dry, until he whined and begged.


Chapter 23