Mustering all of the remaining will that was still under your control (which, by the way, wasn't much), you managed to somehow tell your brain to move already and push the silhouette from over you. You then crawled back until your back felt the (now terrifying and friggin' cold!) touch of the wall. 'Shit' was all you could think over and over as the silhouette approached y-- Wait a minute!! It wasn't moving! In fact, you could have sworn that it was in a shock at your attitude!
While trying to discern the figure better, you realize your 'savior' had effectively cleaned most of your upper body with her tongue, even the cheeks and your forehead. However, she had not clean the purplish stuff in your eyes. Perhaps it didn't want to be recognized? 'Unless I figure out what in the fucking hell I'm up against, I can be damn sure that I won't make it out of here alive, or without something irreversible done to me!' With that in mind, you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands all the fast you could.
'Finally... I don't want to think what that stuff could have done to my eyes if it had touched them. Maybe I should go to the doctor, just in case... Yeah, sure, like that is possible with Mr. (or Mrs.!) Licky waiting for me!' With your eyes now cleaned, you tried to get a glimpse at whatever had been over your body for only Lord knows how long.
You saw a rather very beautiful woman (?), probably in her mid-20s (heck, if she was older that that the she covered it up just fine!) with dark clothes covered by a purple kimono (which made you wonder if she had anything to do with the purple-hellish stuff that had almost killed you). She had four black wings in her back - 'I sure as hell am not an expert on angelic or demonic things, but black wings are always a bad signal' you thought as you eyed her - as well as two black ribbons that, you didn't know why, gave you a very bad feeling. You also noticed that her nails were painted purple, and purple also was her lipstick. And of course, you say the fucking golden claw on her right hand that was slightly touching the floor and making a hole in it! Holy shit! Did she carry acid there or something!?
'Definitely, purple is not my favorite color anymore!'
The figure, now identified as a woman, had indeed a shocked expression in her face, as she didn't knew why had you pushed her off you. She looked as she was about to cry.
'Aw, shit, please don't make the puppy eyes now...' you prayed... Prayer unheard.
Even if she was a monster (or something like that, 'cause that claw's definitely not human!) that was (more than probably) related to you almost getting drowned in God knows what and that had licked your upper body of that very same stuff (and if you had not waken up when you did, you were almost sure she would have also licked your lower body!), you couldn't stand seeing a girl putting up the whole act of the puppy eyes. It was your one and only weakness. Well, that and a dislike for slimy things that you had discovered very recently!!
You got up, always keeping your back glued to the wall, and, staring at the figure, you asked:
'Hey, are you okay?'
You could have sworn that you saw her face lit up like a Christmas tree filled with lights as she looked at you and made a one-million-dollar smile that you oh-so much hated (but strange enough, not now) and nodded a few times. 'Well, that's good to uh... see?' you hesitated. She nodded again, still smiling. 'Is she like a kid or something?' She furrowed her brow, but you didn't saw it. 'Okay, then... what's your name?' She opened her mouth and, with a very sweet, yet very cold voice, said: 'Lilithmon'
Lilithmon? Why did that kind of ring a bell? You are certain that you haven't heard her name in, at least, the previous five years an--- OH... HOLY... SHIT... It DID ring a bell now!!!!!
When you were a bit younger, your classmates had been hooked to a game called Digimon. You weren't really a fan of it, but you knew the basic stuff to talk to your friends about it. And one of the things that basic stuff included was the basic knowledge of the most powerful and most dangerous Digimon of all: The Seven Great Demon Lords!!! Each one of the seven represented a different capital sin: Lucemon was the Pride, Leviamon was the Envy, Daemon was the wrath, Belphemon was the Sloth, Barbamon was the Greed, Beelzemon was the Gluttony, and last but not least, Lilithmon was the Lust! You had been near the legendary Digimon of Lust! Sure, you knew that some would found that smokin' hot, but, seeing that you were trapped in YOUR OWN house with a Demon Lord that had tried to drown you (now you were totally sure that it was her!) and had tried to get in in your pants right after that, let's just say that it wasn't the best idea you had for an erotic incident.
Lilithmon's eyes were glued to you all the time you had needed to reach that conclusion. Mustering (again) your courage, you asked her: 'Wh- Why are you he-- here?' The fear was obvious in your voice, and she didn't seem to like it. She put her best innocent face and pointed at you. 'Me? What about me' You didn't understand what she was trying to tell you.
She pointed at you again. 'Uh? You mean... you're here because of me?' She nodded happily again. Then she must have been the one that gave you a hickey. Lilithmon smiled and nodded. And the one that made that deep scratch above your bed, and the one that watched you. Lilithmon smiled and nodded two times. God, you had been stalked by the demoness of Lust herself! You weren't sure if that was an honor or a sure sentence of death! The demoness frowned and indicated something that you understood as 'the former' in her silent speech.
'You... can't talk?' She said 'no' with her head. Of course she could talk, she had said her name to you a few minutes before, but you were too afraid as to how you were to deal with this to even care to register such small info on your brain. 'Then, why don't you talk?' She opened her mouth and the voice appeared again: 'It's... tiring. I... prefer to talk... to your mind' Talk to your mind? What was she talking about? There was no--- And of course there was. You could remember her act in accordance to your thoughts earlier. Plus, even if you didn't remember that, DUDE, she was a frigging DEMON LORD! Of course a Demon Lord can do anything!
'Okay, so... why me?' She then talked to your mind, just as she said she could do. 'You are different. You are but a human, but yet you are... fascinating. I saw in your dreams some memories of you. It seems like you haven't commited even a sin since you where born' Is that so? You certainly remember doing a few bad things... ' They weren't bud acts in themselves. Just something to reach a goal. It's... understandable. You are one of the few person in this world and the Digital World that can be called "pure" Some of the others are looking for you already' Others? She couldn't mean... ' Yes' Her voice, echoing in your head (and giving you chills and a cold like yo just had too much ice cream at once) confirmed the Worst Scenario Ever. The seven Demon Lords are hunting you down, God (or should you say Godmon?) knows what for. You were REALLY fucked.
'Don't worry. If they catch you, some will be more... merciful than others' What a good thing to hear. At least, you wouldn't have to suffer too much if SOME of the catch you. 'However, I can prevent that' Huh? Did she just really said what you think she said?! ' Yes. I can help you evade the, and protect you. And, my love will be yours. Well, it has always been yours' 'What exactly do you mean?' ' We were... made for each other. We are soulmates. We are bounded to be together You really needed to go to the doctor right away. You are hearing hallucinations. ' It's not a hallucination. It's the pure truth. I have been watching you these past days, and my love for you has only grown stronger So she WAS the one behind the hickey. ' Yes' she giggled, ' I hope you liked it' 'Well, it's not that I disliked it (probably because I was asleep at the time), but--'
Then something hit you REALLY HARD. She had been the one behind all those things, just as you suspected. Then, that must mean that, whatever happened to your dad, IT MUST'VE BEEN HER FAULT!!
'Lilithmon. I'lll only ask this once, so I want a clear answer. Did you made my dad... disappear?' Your heart was beating insanely fast when you asked her that. You knew that you musn't ever angry a Demon Lord, but you needed to know what had happened to your father and if he was... - you gulped hard - alive. And if he wasn't, well, let's just say that you would have made the REMAINING six Demon Lords extremely happy.
'Yes, my dear one.'
'And where is he?' The beating of your heart had invaded your head and rejected any other sound from the world.
'Don't worry, my love. He's sleeping in another dimension. I'll bring him to this one once we have finished talking'
All of the tension you had worked up left you and you fell on your butt with your back still glued to the wall. You took deep breaths, but it didn't seem to calm your still racing heart. Lilithmon approached you on fours (as all this time she was still sit on the floor), caressed your face with her left hand (the human one, thank Godmon!) and kissed you softly. You didn't have the force (nor you felt like) to stop her, so you complied and returned the kiss. She seemed very happy and her tongue soon parted your lips and entwined with yours. it was cold, but at the same time it was extremely hot.While still like that, she breathed a bit of air into you, and the cold air helped you regain your former state. Both of you kissed for a few minutes before she broke the kiss an asked:
'So, what will it be? Will you become my tamer, my lover and my mate? Or will you fight them alone?
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