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 Posted: Mon Apr 08, 2013 6:48 pm
"Isabel..." He replied back gently, playing with the word. "It's a very pretty name, it suits you." he said walking over and kissing her lips. "You can wear my shirt if you'd like?"
He noticed most of her clothing didn't fit well. Mark wasn't really cold himself either, she probably thought he looked silly standing there wearing only pants. "I'm sorry Isabel." he sighed not sure what to say.
Mark felt so helpless, he wished he had the power to remove the curse from her. She was what about four months now? Five months of her life were left, he figured his love would break the spell but it wasn't working. Biting his lip he stared at her.
"I wish I could do something..I really do..for all I know he knocked you up when you were a human, and cursed you on purpose. This still might be all that demon's fault! It has to be! Yes you said you were cold and everything, but something just dosen't seem right. You don't remember sleeping with the man, so the demon must have somehow made you pregnant, so you could throw yourself down the stairs and kill the child. Ugh..."
Putting a hand to his forehead Mark sat on the bed and sighed. He had a headche now.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:17 am
Rubbing her arms still and walking to the spot, she gave a nod and went into the living room to fetch his shirt that was thrown on the floor after their moment of passion. Walking back into the bedroom she saw how down he was looking once again. And did he just call her by her real name? It felt really weird to be called that once again. "I'm glad you like the name, but you don't have to call me that.."
Because of her short frame, his shirt looked like a baggy dress on her, even her small bump was hard to make out underneath. "You can have this back once I or you have to go.." She didn't want to walk home shirtless like that, he wasn't sleeping over so didn't bring any sleepover gear with him.
Deumos then kneeled down infront of him on the bed. With her fingers she gently rubbed his temples in a soft massage. He was giving her so much support though this, but he was suffering too. Mark had a point though, she didn't remember the demon's face while in a human form. Maybe this creature trapped her into this..
"Lets not think about that right now... you look stressed out" she tried to smile a little, Deumos was hurting inside too, but he needed comfort this time round. "Maybe you should go home early or something.."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 9:47 am
He gently took her hand and smiled up at her. "Deumos, no Isabel, thank you." he said happily. "Look at me, I'm being such a terrible guest!" he said sitting up.
Looking at her he blushed a bit. "You look really cute in my shirt. I hope it's warm enough for you and our little ones." He said rubbing her bump gently. "We'll have to think up names, yet I'm not sure what gender we're having. Is there any way of telling how far along you are, how many you're pregnant with, and the genders of our young?" he asked with curiosity.
It was odd, she looked so much like a demon before, yet now that she looked human she was actually very pretty. Not that her demon form wasn't pretty, but her Human form just seemed more natural. Mark could tell why the men must have loved her. Wrapping an arm around the woman he gently rested his forehead against hers.
"Sorry for all the questions. I just can't wait to have the children." he cooed to her trying to pretend she wasn't going to die. "You'll be a wonderful mother, I know it."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 3:31 pm
She was very confused about him being so curious over the genders and how many there were. "Well you usually just wait till they are born. Or is it all different now?" Deumos didn't know what pregnancy was like now, she had no contact with the outside world in that department. People walking in and out taught her a few things like clothing and devices you use to talk to people not in the room. "All I can say is, I don't think there is one, I'm too big for just one" that was her guess, she remembered what women looked like with just one, but she was much bigger this early on.
The demoness was so touched to hear him say she would be a good mother, it made her eyes tear up at the thought of it.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 3:41 pm
Mark snuggled next to her kissing the demon's lips. Drying her tears he had to agree, she was bigger than a woman carrying one. Maybe it was twins? Twins did run in the family after all.
"I mean it..you'll be a wonderful mother." He said stroking her cheek. Mark just knew there was a way to get rid of the curse placed upon her! He would keep hope, even if the dark demon had said there wasn't any.
Rubbing her stomach he looked into the woman's eyes. "I would have run away with you, if I grew up in your time. I would have wrapped you in my arms filling you with love and stole you away from your fancy prison to a life filled with deep romance." he said to her softly.
Gently taking one of her hands he placed it upon his heart on his chest. "I promise you! I will find a way! I would even go to the depths of hell just to get you back!" Mark was serious, he loved her deeply. No one was going to stand in his way, not even a firey demon.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 4:11 pm
Mark seemed so desperate to break this curse off her, just the way he talked about it she could feel the love coming from his voice. Maybe there was a way to make her live, but there was no clues in the demon's words that would suggest that. "you did grow up in my time.. we just never met" she explained, planting a kiss on his cheek "I wish you could take me away from here, I bet the world is amazing after all these years. I'd love to explore it" The furthest Deumos had ever gotten was a fifty mile radius, transport was extremely basic. You either walked or travelled by horse and carriage though even then it took ages.
His heartbeat danced on her fingertips as she felt it pump in his chest. With a sudden urge to, she placed her ear in that spot to listen to it thump away. The sound was so soothing it made her relax so much. "I love you," she whispered to his heart softly with a small demonic purr. Looking back up to him there was hope in her eyes "I want to find a way to break this too, I don't want you to raise these children alone. I want to see them grow up into amazing people one day and spend the rest of my days with you.... We have to do something.."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 4:43 pm
He took her hands and smiled. "We will! I know there is a way!" he nodded planting a deep kiss on her lips. "I also want to have many more children with you..I want to surround you with the love you never got." he cooed touching her face.
Having lost all track of time, the sun was slowly rising again. They had spent most of the night making love and crying. He could feel her body start to turn to smoke as he held her.
No..don't go..not now...Deumos...Isabel...please...don't leave me.. he teared up a little not wanting to have to wait a whole day just to see her again.
"I love you." Pulling the woman into a deep and romantic kiss, he would hold her there until she vanished into her prison once more.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 5:21 pm
Before she could even reply to him, she felt her body get lighter. It was time to leave? Tears fell from her eyes but even they dispersed into smoke as they rolled down her cheeks. In a chilling way it made her tears look beautiful.
She didn't want to go, not right now. But she had no choice, they sun was rising for another new day for the humans and her's was ending till it set once more.
"I love you too" she told him as her voice was carried through the air in an echo. The last thing to fade into the thick smoke was her lips touching his, which danced along the skin of his.. not wanting to leave him even though all she was was wisps of smoke around the room. But sadly she was sucked back into her painting, gone from the world again....
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 5:36 pm
His shirt was now in his lap. Trying to hold onto some of the smoke it poured out of his hands. Watching it melt into the painting, even the woman looked a bit sad. Bursting into deep and sad tears he planted his face into the shirt.
"Deumos!! We will find a cure together!!" he sobbed loudly for her to hear. "I'm not giving up on you! I love you...someday...someday..we will be together forever!"
After a while of letting the pain out, he dried his eyes, Snuggled the shirt then put it on, turned and smiled at the painting blowing her a kiss goodbye as he left the mansion.
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All that day he thought about her, yet accidentally left his story there. Not that he had noticed. Last night was a bit depressing, so he thought he would surprise her with a cake. Pulling out a cook book, he began to follow the recipe himself.
Mark was a bit late that night, she would have time to look at his story. He had spent most of his day baking a cake for them to share. Something with dark chocolate and cherries, because she was kind of a wild woman at times. After it was done and frosted, he had taken a nap.
Later waking up at 11 pm he gasped! Grabbing the cake and rushing out the door Mark made his way to his lover. He wouldn't give up on her no matter what!
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:01 pm
Deumos took in her first breath of the day as her body emerged from the painting. The house seemed so still, too quiet infact. Maybe Mark had fallen asleep in the chair again. "Mark... are you here?" she smiled, tiptoeing into the room to find him not there. Where was he? Did something happen to him? Did he just decide not to show up anymore? So many things buzzed in her head, it wasn't like him to not show up when he promised.
She soon started to get cold again due to the lack of clothes, but what was this in the corner of her eye? Mark had left his notebook on the floor, along with the pencil. It would've been rude to read, but it was his fault to leave it there and for not showing up. Picking it up, Deumos ran into her bedroom to get all warmed up in bed as she began to read at it more to see how the story progressed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:18 pm
The story melted into a generous bit of romance followed by an unplanned pregnancy. Despite this, the couple still did their best to hold on and cherish the little triplets growing inside of her. The book stopped when she was right around her fifth month and her lover was no where to be found. He had gone out with some friends and was out late.
Mark entered the mansion and began to pant. "D-Deumos! Isabel!" he called out to her half out of breath. This time he remembered to bring her an extra shirt to wear figuring she was probably naked or wearing her usual clothing. Which her bikini looked odd on her human form.
Getting no reply he bit his lip, she was probably mad at him. Figuring he would start his search in the room where the painting was, he blushed when he found her, looking completely human now, reading his story. She must have gotten to a sad part because she didn't look all that happy.
Knocking on the door he smiled at her. "Hey..sorry I'm late honey. I took a nap and didn't wake up until a few minutes ago." he blushed hiding the cake from her. It was in a protective casing and bag anyway so she wouldn't notice him with one hand behind his back.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:39 pm
His story was so sweet that is calmed the anger that was built up over him not being there to greet her that day. If only the story was real, their romance only started after the pregnancy which made her a little sad. People should fall in love then conceive, not the other way round. Though that couldn't be helped, it was destined to be.
Once she got to the end, Mark turned up. Knocking on the door and sounding completely out of breath, did he run all the way here or something? "no no, that's okay.. you probably had a busy day right?" She smiled, putting the book down and sitting up. Deumos had no idea that her horns and tail were gone now, she looked very much like the woman in the picture. Long blonde, wavy hair past her shoulders, sky blue eyes and a delicate skin colour. Of course the painting wasn't exact to her looks, no artist was that epic back then. "how are you feeling?" she asked curiously.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 6:46 pm
"Better now!" he smiled blushing at the fact that she was kind of naked. "Uhh..here by the way!" holding out a shirt for her to wear, it would be warm and soft.
"How are you feeling Deumos?" the sudden urge to call her by her real name beconed him. Out of respect, he would call his lover by the name she had introduced to him long ago.
"Oh! I also baked you a cake!" he blushed revealing the bag. Setting it upon the bed he removed the beautiful looking, yet a little smeared, cake. "It's dark chocolate with cherries. I thought we both could share a nice treat tonight."
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 7:21 pm
She was very glad she felt better and happily took the shirt from him. It was really baggy again apart from the tummy area which still poked out a little from the babies inside. For some reason the name Deumos didn't feel right, she couldn't put her finger on it, it just felt off. "Don't call me that anymore please.. Isabel is fine... thank you for the shirt too, I was starting to get cold" she smiled, kissing his cheek lightly after crawling over the bed. "Apart from feeling cold, I'm fine... I did honestly think you wasn't going to turn up though" Isabel sighed slight till the cake was revealed to her. Wow! He had actually made that?! It looked too pretty to eat! "A treat? What's the occasion?" she asked curiously, because back in her day cake was only out for something special. But maybe this was just a treat like he said.
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Posted: Tue Apr 09, 2013 7:32 pm
"Alright Isabel." he said blushing. Climbing onto the bed, he began to pull out a couple plates, a couple forks, and a knife. Cutting her a big pieced he smiled at her. "The occasion? Hmmmm...."
Mark thought for a while, then kissed her lips. "Our children and my beautiful lover, that's what we're celebrating." he cooed to her rubbing her belly. Kissing her cheek, the woman's skin felt so warm now. She was so beautiful, like a living doll almost. Well a living pregnant doll.
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