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Screaming, agony, torture; darkness.
All these surrounded you all at once, making your head feel as if it were going to explode. You shivered with fright as you looked around and saw the fiery ground, the people being torn apart and put back together again; deformed faces of Demons and their defiled prisoners.
You wondered why the burning ground didn't burn your feet and the Demons shied away from you reluctantly. You looked up at Crowley to see him straining not to show the pain he felt on his face; the fires of the ground were obviously torturing him while they seemed to shy away from your person.
After a while of walking, a mansion came onto view; you could only assume it was Crowley's. Suddenly you found yourself and Crowley inside the mansion, in the bedroom. Although you were in the mansion, the screams surrounded you and at first you didn't hear Crowley speak to you.
"(Y/N)!" He shouted. You jerked at his voice and looked at him, the screams getting distant for some reason. He handed you a silk black slip when he had gotten your attention.
"Put this on and get to bed." He said, suddenly calm again. He loosened his tie and pointed towards what you assumed to be the bathroom. You shivered a bit but you didn't argue and you did as you were told; you had no wish to find out what would happen if you disobeyed the King if Hell.
Once in the bathroom, you started to undress and you slipped on the black slip to find that it fit you comfortably. When you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you were startled by what you saw. Your skin had a very bright ethereal glow to it and you looked about ten thousand times more gorgeous than you had before. Then you noticed two pitch black impurities on your wrists and when you tried to rub them off, they wouldn't come off.
After marveling at your new looks in the mirror for a few moments, poking at the blotches on your wrists, you walked timidly out if the bathroom in the showy slip.
Crowley, now dressed in a black t-shirt and sweats, looked at you and let his gaze sweep over every inch of your body hungrily. You trembled with fear. His eyes slowly met yours and he beckoned you towards him. You quickly walked up to him and looked down, shaking.
"...don't worry," he started, looking reluctant. He set his hands on your shoulders and leaned his face towards yours. You were too frightened to struggle.
Something new sparked in his eyes.
"Don't be so scared. Do you know what fear does to a Demon?" Crowley asked in a gentle purr, making you shiver.
His lips met yours and he took control, kissing you hungrily while you remained at a loss as to what you should do. His hands found your waist and he pulled you towards his body and you began to relax into the kiss.
Your body was all a-buzz.
His hands slowly slid up your waist and found your breasts and you gasped and pulled away, taking a step back; you'd never been touched like that before. Crowley gave you a peculiar look and then sighed.
"Get into bed." He said curtly.
'Is he gonna...' you thought as you obeyed; the bed was actually very comfortable.
"No, I won't do anything tonight." He said, startling you.
'Can he read my thoughts?' You thought.
"Yes I can. Just go to sleep." Crowley grunted and slipped under the covers. You stopped shaking and closed your eyes.
For five minutes you tried to sleep but you could not block out the screams of pain and agony.
After hearing a particularly piercing shriek, you sat up abruptly and quickly drew the covers up to your face as frightened tears began to fall.
Crowley grunted as he sat up and placed a warm hand on your shoulder.
"Don't be afraid, darlin'." He said softly in your ear. You concentrated on not shaking but it was no use.
Crowley then pushed you down on the bed after you failed to calm yourself and leaned over you on a dominating fashion.
"Wait, I thought you said you wouldn't do anything?!" You said, alarmed when he held your wrists to the bed.
Crowley grinned devilishly.
"Never trust a Demon, love." He said as you were delved into a frightening night of passion amongst the screams and blasphemies of Hell itself.