Coming Back Full Circle

Damon's head mechanically turned to her, his eyes held a certain amount of fear and terror. His head slowly moved towards the window on the side and then back at her.

Without hesitation his legs sprang forward in an attempt to jump out from the window.

But the cruel Demoness was smarter than that, her fingers flicked up as an invisible force—probably a string tugged at Damon's shoulders.

His body was yanked back as his hopes and dreams were crushed.

His body violently crashed against the floor, sending a jolt of pain throughout his body.

Damon's lips slightly quivered, "Plea—please don't kill me." He muttered in between shaky breaths. Katarina stared at him with amusement as she ran her fingers through his pretty little face.

"I won't kill you, if you tell me who you are and how you took control of this body." She whispered coldly but her face reflected warmth, almost as if she was a mother scolding an unruly child.

Hearing her words made Damon hesitate, he couldn't reveal the truth.

No that would get him killed, or worse, being tortured until he fessed up everything he knew for her to use to gain an advantage.

So the only thing he could do, was lie.

It was what he had done all his life, he lied his way into college, his relationship, and lied to his friends.

So why was it so difficult now?

Damon's eyes tinged red as his mouth parted into a shaky smile, "I don't know wha—what happened, trust me I—I really don't. One minute I was minding my business in Backlund and the next I—I was with you."

Katarina stared at him intensely, her blue eyes seemed steelier than before, her head leaned in towards him as her mouth reached his ear, "Why are you lying to me Damon? I thought we loved each other."

'Why would I love a fricking man who decided having a hole was better.' He lampooned inwardly as her hot breath which touched upon his neck made him shiver slightly, "I—I—I am not lying." He said with panic as he stammered over his words.

"I swear it on my mother, my father, my brother, my sister, my grandmother, my grandfather, my great grandmother and great grandfather.

"M—may the Goddess herself strike me down if what I said is nothing but the truth."

Damon raised his hand almost as if he was reciting an oath, much to no one's surprise. A loud echoing roar resounded outside which was quite a lot similar to thunder, attracting both of their attention.

Katarina turned back to face him with an expectant grin as his head turned towards her with great difficulty.

Damon chuckled awkwardly as he shrugged with terror, "Di—Did—Didn't strike me though."

Katarina chuckled at his words, her smile radiated the surroundings and gave her an innocent look.

That was what idiots would believe! This is why people died in horror movies, they thought with their dicks and not their heads!

She looked like a fucking demon with that smile! Damon almost pissed himself seeing that smile.

Scratch almost, he definitely did, he could feel a few wet spots in his underwear. It was definitely urine, that or semen, maybe he had a kink for this.

"Say I believed what you fabricated, what did you do next?" She asked with a cheerful smile that would light up the room.

But Damon felt that her smile would instead light his corpse on fire, or worse, his dick.

"I had some knowledge about Beyonders, so I knew that you were a Witch, and I also know that most Assassins were previously male.

"So I did what any normal person would do, I prayed to the Evernight Goddess for help so that I wouldn't get fucked by a man."

Without hesitation Damon fessed everything up, he was not dying no matter what.

Fuck the Goddess, matter of fact fuck all the Gods. You know what their mothers could get it too.

And like that, Damon cussed out the entire bloodline of all the Gods. Normally he would have gotten Divine Punishment and would have his dick erased, burned, smithed, removed, get seven nipples and more.

But surprisingly that didn't happen.

After the little spite session in his mind, Damon continued without hesitation.

"Get this, she heard my dilemma and gave me the Mystery Pryer potion I was telling you about. The story gets even better, she also gave me a note saying that I would survive and wished me luck."

His mouth ran off completely as he smiled and laughed while giving everything up.

Katarina listened to him and chuckled at some parts of his story, she smiled softly and looked at him gently, "All that just for you to beg for more of me within the hour."

"Well at that point, I didn't know how good Assassins were. Let me tell you something, being with you changed me. I love you Katarina, I'll do anything for you."

He said with great devotion.

'What the fuck am I saying bro?'He asked with some amount of stupor in his mind and continued to praise the good Demoness.

"Well I am sure most of what you said are lies, but I'll go along with it. I like you Damon, I really do. You were astounding in bed and you are also a great storyteller."

Hearing her words made Damon choke with fear.

Why weren't his SSSR bullshiting skills working? Was those 6 months of improv he took, a waste?

Doubts clouded his mind before Katarina's warm voice broke him out of his spiral.

"Because of that, I'll give you two choices. You can decide on what to do, I won't force you..."

Her words made Damon's eyes widen because at that moment, he realised he had gotten fucked in the ass, something he wanted to avoid since the first minute, he had come back full circle.

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