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 Posted: Wed Apr 03, 2013 9:39 pm
That made sense, everything looked like it would be worth alot to people who had an eye for antiques. Mark would never sell anything though, this was her special room. He felt so funny walking into these untarnished rooms. It was like stepping back in time to another era.
Cuddling with her sounded lovely. He was also starting to get tired, she could probably tell by him yawning every once in a while. Taking her hand Mark led her to the room this time and began to cuddle his snuggly demoness on the bed.
"Well, sad to say my life isn't as glorious. I'm the youngest of my family, of three. We live in a plain house, and pretty much I grew up living a plain, average, life. Not that I hate my life or anything." he began gently rubbing her belly. "I have friends back in the town I left, my family loved me though. My parents were always there for me, always supported me, that's probably why I am who I am today. I went to gradeschool, I'm sure the schooling you had was much different Duemos, but I was schooled for the most part. Heh, I grew up and eventually enrolled in a college back in my hometown." he paused to yawn for a moment as his massaging slowed a bit.
Laying his head upon the pillow he smiled at her warmly. "I went to college for two years unable to decide on what to become or do, until I saw a program that this town's college had, that I really thought would help. That's why I moved, to also kind of be on my own to see what freedom was like y'know? Truth be told, I just recently moved here when we first met. The rest you probably don't need me to say. Yet, I'm a bit glad you're done scaring me..I'm a little braver now, but I'm still afraid of alot of things sometimes. I'm a coward and I'm okay with that." he blushed. "All I honestly really want out of life is to settle down with a beautiful woman and have a family. To wrap my children and my wife in a strong love that will never break. I also would like to publish a few books on the side, right now the bakery where I work at crunches most of my time."
The time seemed to fly by slightly as he talked, Mark wondered if she thought his life was boring. "I've already got the beautiful woman, and the children." he said happily, his hand gently touching her cheek. "Even if it's for a little while. I'm very happy I met you Deumos. Even though you terrified me when we first met, I'm still glad we met. I don't regret it for the world. Heh, when I went home that next day, I had a dream that night of you terrorizing a halloween party." he chuckled. "It was more of a nightmare actually. Yet, you aren't a scary monster. I'm sorry, I hope I just didn't insult you or anything, hearing your life story really makes me wish I could have seen you back then."
Sitting up he looked down at her. "I know what you did wasn't pretty. Throwing yourself downstairs, but it wasn't totally your fault either. I kind of feel like you were just punished unjustly. Heck no one is perfect, we all have our..err...demons...to deal with. Though I don't think you were totally that bad of a woman. I mean right now if you're the same woman as the one in the picture, that means you have the same heart, the same emotions, the same desires. I think deep down you just wanted to be loved for who you were, not for your money. If I would have been alive, I would have still been your friend, even if you used me. Deumos...heh sorry, listen to me. I ramble too much..I'm just getting tired. I tend to ramble when I'm tired...Though I mean every word. I deeply love you, nothing could ever change that. Not now, not then, not in the future, not ever! You will always be in a special place in my heart."
Even though his eyes were a bit sleepy, Mark snuggled back into her softness a little. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to just talk about your life and maybe make guesses about it, all I'm really trying to say is that I accept you, all of you, for who you are Deumos."
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 8:05 am
Deumos cuddled up close to him in the lavish bed of hers. While listening to the story about himself she would occasionally kiss the top of his head and purr in a demonic way. His life didn't sound boring, it just seemed normal. A loving family to fall back on, determination for knowledge in a certain field of work. True, schooling was different for her back then. Girls did not attend usually, they would be placed in front of a piano and forced to learn music as entertainment for their future spouses. She actually had no idea women had so much more rights now, not that she would know being stuck in this house all the time.
The way he was talking about having a wife one day made her heart sank, she wouldn't be the one to take his hand. Hopefully he would find someone who was lovely enough to except the children he was about to receive soon. But, what if he hung onto to her memory too much? What if he rejected every single woman because she was no longer there? Deumos thought of maybe preventing him from getting too attached to her, but that seemed to be impossible with the way he was acting. "You'll have that life one day, I'm sure of it" she smiled, moving a strand of dark hair from his face. "And anyway, maybe you can write about our little adventure." it then hit her, she was going to asking something of him. "I have a request, if you have no time then please.. don't do it. But, how about, before I go.. you write me a story.. about what our lives could've been like." she wanted the perfect mental image in her head, maybe writing something like that would boost his spirits too. Give him something to focus on and keep his mind busy.
He was asking more questions again about her own life, but didn't want to depress further really. "Actually, I think I was a worse person back then, then I am now.. And why would I think of scaring you? I told you, I found out your the one I've been waiting for, why would I scare you away?" in a sense, maybe she should've scared him, to keep him from getting so close... noticing his sleepy eyes, Deumos gave another smile "go to sleep my love..."
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 11:00 am
Mark was a bit ahead of her in the story department. Over the course of the last two months he had started a story of them. Only, now that she requested it more, he was going to get it done as quickly as possible!
He held her close and sighed happily. One day he might find someone else, yet his heart still burned for her. Deumos's time was short, but even if he found someone new Mark would never forget her sacrifice.
Feeling himself slowly dozing off, he kissed her lips. "Alright..wake me before you go..please.." he said quietly as sleep overtook him and he gently began to cuddle her in his arms.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 11:56 am
"I will... I promise.." she gave a small kiss to his cheek while he began to drift off into dreamland.
What a day it had been, so many different buzzing emotions flying around, mostly bad ones though.. With Mark now asleep her smile left her expression, sure she was at peace with all this, but it still hurt. What was death like for a demon anyway? He mentioned about haunting him, but.. did demons even have a soul still to haunt with? That was the question that played in her head and more. Would she be a ghost? or just fade out of existence.. thinking like this was making her feel sick and shake a little while he clung to her naked form.
How was Mark going to cope being a single parent? She felt so bad putting this on him, sure he might of been excited about being a father but being alone isn't the same as a family unit. He wasn't going to get this and it was all her fault for dragging him into this situation.. Deumos guessed in a way that he was partly cursed too, having only a few months with your soulmate with to being ripped from you just as quickly.. forever. She hadn't told him this but she was told that she would never be reborn.. this was her last life. There was no point in telling him and just depressing the poor guy further.
Her gaze moved to the night bag he brought with him, she hadn't even seen him open it to get anything, so was naturally curious. Luckily it was still on the bed, it was a rather big bed so having an object on the end made no difference to comfort. Moving too much would wake Mark though, so while keeping him clung to her she slowly slide her body downwards till she could hook the bag with any of her legs. It took a few attempts but success! After rummaging round in there for a while there was a pinky glow from outside. Was it morning already? Time must of skipped away while she was in deep thought.. "I have to go soon" she whispered to Mark, giving him a few nudges before looking back inside his bag for a peek.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 4:47 pm
Deumos wouldn't find much in his bag. Just some extra clothing, a few munchable items, including a couple candy bars and a small bag of chips, incase he got hungry. Yet there was also something else inside. It was a notebook. Within contained the rough draft of a story he was beginning to write, entiled The Duchess in the Dollhouse.
It was a dark romantic story about a young man who wins an antique dollhouse from an neiborhood auction. What he hadn't realized yet, was that every night when the clock chimed twelve times, a demoness, dressed in victorian clothing, emerged out of the dollhouse to scare those that bought her fancy prison. After one night of almost losing his mind to the terror, he eventually won her trust and her heart. There wasn't much, but the last bit written, faded with them melting into each others arms as lover's passion engulfed them slowly. After that embrace, she had to vanish back into her dollhouse again, just as the morning sun rose in the sky. The characters symbolized Duemos and Mark, but had different names and different occupations. She was an agent from the underworld, sent to terrorize mortals on a mission to free her from her curse, while he was someone who collected antiques then sold them later for a profit. It was obvious more would be added later.
He felt the nudge and slowly opened his eyes to see her back reaching down into something. Mark was too tired to realize she was probably reading his story. Yet she had woken him up and now he was starting to shuffle around a little.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 5:41 pm
She came across the random foodstuffs, not realizing it was actually food. Even inspected his space clothes too, they were very much like what he was always wearing, just a different colour. A notebook fell out while she was unfolding the trousers of his. "The Duchess in the Dollhouse" she read out loud to herself. The title didn't really hint that it was about the two of them until she skimmed over the first few pages.
Deumos was touched, he had started to write this beautiful story even before he knew the whole picture. Mark must of really loved her after only that one night. The story made her seemed much more beautiful then in real life to her, the description of the beautiful clothes and not the skimpy things she was wearing. Also the fact that her house was a small miniature made her wish it was real, if it was she could see him every night.. But this was the real world, no matter how trippy and strange it currently was
He seemed to stir from the pattern of his movements, her nudging seemed to of worked. Panicking, Deumos quickly closed his cute story and stuffed it back into the bag before picking up a candy bar and pretending she was looking at that the entire time.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 5:59 pm
"Oh? Our young making you hungry?" he asked as he got up. She would feel him wrap his arms around her gently resting his hands upon the sides of her small belly. "Go ahead, I don't mind if you endulge yourself." It was just a candybar after all!
Smiling he hugged her from behind and even rested his chin upon her shoulder. "It'll be interesting when we'll be able to feel movment. Heh, right now it looks like you've eating too many cheeseburgers." He flirted lighty looking down at her slight rounded pudge. Next time he would see it, her belly would probably be bigger.
"I love you." he finally added with a slight yawn. "So..I guess you're saying goodbye for the evening?" he asked noteing that the sun would be rising soon. In fact he could see the caramel colored sunrise off into the distance as he peered out one of the big windows that occupied her room. "I'll be busy for three weeks, so we might not meet again until then. I'm sorry Deumos, but I just wanted to let you know so you won't be upset if I don't show up for a while. Good news is, next month I have spring break, so I can probably spend a week with you." he smiled happily.
He wondered if she had read his story at all? Mark noticed his duffel bag had been slightly searched thoroghly.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 6:20 pm
Deumos very rarely needed to eat, she could live on just a mouse for a month at a time, but being pregnant was making her hunger more frequent. However there was no time to chow down on this strange substance so she put it on the bedside table for later.
"I love you too" she said right back to him as his hands explored her tummy, it only really bulged when she sat down, wasn't a real bump just yet she was only two months along after all. Deumos gave a nod to his question "I am.. and I promised to wake you up.". Good, he told her how long it would possibly be till they met once more, saved her waiting at the window for days on end. "You can stay here as long as you want to... would be nice to have a little company for a week, besides the spiders and mice"
She gave a glance out the window, seeing the sun peek over the horizon, it was time to go again. Her eyes quickly met his, giving him a deep kiss without asking as her body started to have trails of black smoke come off her skin. "I love you so much..." she told him, placing a fading hand on his cheek.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 6:42 pm
Mark held on and did his best to hold back his tears as she began to fade. Trying to grip the dark smoke she faded into he watched as it vanished into the painting. So that was where she had gone, it all made sense to him. Taking a deep breath he stood up and faced the painting now, gently reaching up to touch the face of the woman.
"I love you Deumos..I will return to you. Rest well my love, dream of me and our family." he blushed blowing the painting a kiss before climbing back into the bed and falling asleep again. Mark left the mansion when it was almost noon and took one more look at the painting after he gathered his things.
"This is for our young." he cooed to the painting as if she could hear him leaving the bag of snacks on the nightstand for her to enjoy that evening. With another kiss to the wind he closed the door and went about his day.
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Three Weeks Later....
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Mark had time to visit the mansion during the day, so he would often leave her sweets or chips, or something to feed the young inside of her. Nothing frozen or needed to be heated, just mostly sandwiches and such. He could tell she had been eating since wrappers were left the next day he had visited.
Mark also left newspapers or magazines for her to look at, to give the demoness a bit more culture about the now current world. He would always stop and blow a kiss to the painting before leaving. The third week rolled around and with his luck Mark got two days off in a row.
That morning he had left her another subsandwich and a box of cookies. When he had arrived into the room he noticed the empty wrappers were formed into a heart with the letter M in the center of it. He blushed a bit, glad she wasn't a demon that needed blood or anything. It appeared she had eaten the food he presented with her, so that also glad, yet he often worried if she would be a bit fat by the next time they would meet. Mark treated the day like the same blowing a kiss to the painting and telling her how beautiful she was and how proud of her he was that she was carrying his young.
Yet tonight he would surprise her, as he quietly snuck into the mansion a bit earlier that evening. He explored a bit and found a nice chair to sit in. Writing a bit more of his story, Marks' eyes grew a little heavy from all the work and class he had been doing. The young man hadn't noticed he had fallen asleep, she would find him there when she awoke, in a chair his hand still holding a led pencil, and a notepad in his lap with more of the story.
The hours clicked by as darkness soon decended upon the mansion, and upon the room where she was contained.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 9:03 pm
Deumos burst into tears once she was away from Mark once again, she could see his sadness through her prison. He lightly placed his hand upon the painting, making her do the same, even if he couldn't see it.
Once he tucked himself up in bed, Deumos stayed awake just watching him sleep peacefully. She didn't want to sleep herself, watching him dream was much better then her own rest right now...
Sadly she had fallen asleep from her busy day, not seeing him leave her home for another day...
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Three weeks had come and gone. The time went really quickly oddly enough. But that was probably due to the fact Deumos was cleaning the mansion slowly, piece by piece. Of course she couldn't do the main things like replace wallpaper or carpets. But a little tender loving care was all she could give, preparing as much as she could for Mark to take over this place one day, for the sake of their children.
Because of all the work she was doing and fact she was carrying mean't her energy would run out rather quickly, but thanks to Mark's little treats it gave her a boost to carry on with her work. It all kept her mind busy while he was gone, stopping her from going all depressed and emo. Due to her active project, Deumos only put on a healthy amount of weight. She didn't look too thin and boney any longer, but that wasn't all down to the food exactly. Her body was changing in a strange way that she hadn't even noticed yet. It was too subtle to even see it. But maybe Mark would see it...
Pouring out the painting once again, something felt different. She could feel a presence of someone else, Mark was there! Deumos couldn't help but run over to him, until she saw him sound asleep. She was so excited to see him actually there again, but knew he must of needed rest if he was sleeping so quickly like that. Little did she know that he apparently had a couple of days off.
In his hands appeared to be the story she had read. He wrote some more? How exciting! Deumos thought to herself, but realised she might be caught if she did have a peek at his work. With a small but happy sigh, she laid down on a chair opposite him, giving her plumper tummy a rub as she read one of the new magazine he brought for her. It was a little craft magazine, one that showed you how to sew things like a blanket and so on, it seemed like a nice little hobby to do.. maybe she could sew her children a little something to remember her by.
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Posted: Thu Apr 04, 2013 9:27 pm
Mark's pencil fell out of his hand and the notepad fell out of his lap with a small thud. After a while, he felt himself awaken, to a dark room. Gasping comicly, he fumbled out of the chair to the ground. He had missed his chance to greet his love with a hug when she came out of the painting!
Standing he brushed himself off then looked up. She was there, reading. He couldn't see her all too well since it was dark. "Deumos..how long have you been waiting there?" he asked biting his lip looking at her. "Heh, I was going to hug you when you came out of your painting..but I..dozed off." he blushed shyly.
"Long time no see.." he then flirted happy to see her once more.
(I'm a bit unsure what Mark would notice. Maybe you could do it for him? I'm sorry xP)
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 2:42 pm
(^.^ that was the idea hehe, it's why I didn't make her put the lights on yet)
She saw everything drop out of his hands from the corner of her eye. And even gave a chuckle once she heard his crash, this guy was accident prone it seemed. But it was funny after all, seeing him fall out of a chair like a comedy sketch, very amusing indeed. "I've been here for about.. hmm twenty minutes or so. I thought I'd let you sleep it off" Deumos purred as she licked her fingers to turn a page.
Her hand then lifted up to turn on the lights for him. Putting the magazine down, her legs swung of the edge of the chaise longue to greet him. Something was different about her though.. her purple hair was a lighter shade, even her body looked healthy, like a normal person. Deumos' horns and tail were also a little shorter once again.. what the hell was going on? "I missed you.."
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 3:46 pm
Mark stared for a moment. Deumos looked almost human. Clearly she was having more than one as her belly looked a bit plump and rounded this early in her pregnancy. Her horns were smaller and her tail as well. Catching her eyes he bent down and pulled his lover into a deep kiss.
"I missed you as well.." He cooed to her as his hands now explored her belly. "You've gotten rounder since last I saw you darling." he said blushing. "I can see my food has been helping you. I've got some good news by the way." he said kissing her lips once more.
Mark would ignore her appearance for now, all he cared about was spending time with his lover. Having her scoot over a bit he cuddled with her on the lounge allowing the woman to lay in his lap if she desired.
"I have tonight, and tomorrow off..so I can visit you again tomorrow as well." he cooed to her happily. "How have you been doing?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 4:56 pm
His deep kiss made her heart flutter like it always did when they kissed in that way. It was so nice to see him again, after all this time.
She was indeed rounder, which Deumos knew he would notice.. she even thought she was a little big for just one, but maybe she was just imagining things. "I guess I have... and yes, the food you leave me has helped a lot actually, thank you for that" she smiled, rubbing his cheek with her thumb before his kissed her again.
Seeing he wanted to sit down, Deumos cleared everything that was on it so there as some space for him to park. She just threw them to one side, not caring if there was some mess for now, Mark was here and that was much more important then a few magazines on the floor. While snuggling into his chest to catch his familiar scent, her eyes burst open, making her sit up in shock. "you'll come here tomorrow too?" Deumos couldn't believe her ears! They had never seen eachother two days in a row! Still in shock, she couldn't get her words out for his question. "I... I've been... cleaning the mansion... didn't you notice?" she asked him "I can't do more then clean it I'm afraid...it's not like I can do out and buy things.."
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Posted: Fri Apr 05, 2013 5:05 pm
Mark was happy, Laying down on the lounge chair he didn't care if she snuggled up to him. "Yes, I probably won't be sleeping over tonight though. I'll just stay until you leave then go home." he cooed rubbing her tummy. "Yes I have, for a second I thought someone else was entering this place and cleaning it. You're doing a wonderful job Deumos."
Gently touching her face, he parted some of her long purple bangs. "Don't worry about it..I'll save up the money and help with that part. By the way, have you been feeling alright? Your horns and cute tail have shrunk some..you look more human than you usually do?" he asked finally noticing. Even her eyes seemed to look a shade different than normal.
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