Shepherd of Fire

I knew I had what He wanted. I also knew He thought I was inexperienced demon that hadn't the faintest. That was okay, though, He'd come around.
Sure, going after the Devil Himself was something all the demons dreamt of and to the untrained eye, I was no different. He was completely unattainable. You could work for the rest of eternity and never be that evil, that depraved to even consider sharing the same bed as the Shepherd of Fire. But I had been bred in the deepest of fires, the neediest of wants, the darkest of nightmares. While He knew many things, He clearly didn't know this yet.

He'd seen some of my best work and clearly wanted to see more. He never said so, but would create missions out of thin air that were very obviously my specialty. Most demons went for the obvious--making humans come bed other humans, or murder other humans, or hurt each other outright. My specialty was the mind. I didn't assault the mind with naughty thoughts all at once, either, like so many inexperienced mind demons did, but slowly worked up to the good stuff. And that's why I always succeeded.

He had started to notice, finally. His latest tease was too delicious for me to stay away from.

A seventeen year old boy with electric green eyes and nerdy glasses and an adorable smile to knock down the day. I was going to take all his innocence and it was going to be glorious. I smirked to myself as I watched him fumble with his books on his way to his car. This was way too easy, but it was time I proved to be more than just a mind demon and do the work my damn self.
I summoned a sexy, but not overly obvious version of myself and headed towards the black haired beauty.

"Hey, Zack! You got everything? Ms. Jackson is a little much isn't she? I mean, I don't plan on being a math major for gods sake--" I faked the good girl act and he was stumbling over his words already, "I'm Angel." Okay, it was a little on the nose, but that's my sense of humor--get over it.
"H-hi, Angel. I'm Zack."
"Zack, I think we have History together, too, right? You seem to really know your stuff and history is my weakest subject...I'm normally a straight A student, but this year it's kicking my ass. Any chance you have time to help me out?" I bit my lip to make myself irresistible.

It was like shooting fish in a barrell, but if this is what He wanted, I was game. And this Zack character happened to be pretty adorable anyway.

"Uh, Angel? I got some time right now, but my parents aren't home for several hours and they don't like when I bring girls home--not that you're a, fuck..." He blushed and looked away, stumbling for words. Wow, he was just too cute. This was going to be heartbreakingly easy.
"Zack, it's okay. We can wait until your parents are home. Whatever works for you."
He tried to stand differently to appear more confident, nervously biting his two lip rings, "I guess you could come over now. They don't have to know. We'll just be studying."
The look in his pretty green eyes and small smirk that appeared from his pouty lips said he already had some ideas that didn't involve studying. At least not books, anyway.
This was below my pay grade, but too good to pass up.

"Absolutely. You're call, Zack. Can you give me a ride?" I did my best not to accent the word 'ride'.
"Sure."

We made small talk on the ride to his house and the adorable kid did his best to appear confident and not nervous. But he kept giving it away by raking his small hands through his thick hair and biting those curvy lips. Soon we were standing awkwardly in his living room.

"So...we could, um, study down here...but it's probably more comfortable upstairs." The wide, innocent look on his face contrasted how bold he was being. That was quite a move for one so innocent. I clutched my books tighter and swayed to seem gullible and young.
"Whatever you think is best."
He was smirking again and before he grabbed my hand and turned towards the stairs, I caught the dirty look in his bright green eyes. I let him lead me upstairs, into his bedroom, and then he even closed the fucking door.

"You a virgin, Angel?" The question even caught me off guard, so I didn't have to fake the surprise on my face, "It's okay, I am, too."
I feigned innocence and lowered my lashes, nodding. I wasn't even going to have to do any of the work. Unfortunately, this put my guard down.

Zack pulled my books away from my arms and set them down, putting his hand on my arm once he was standing again--looking slightly down at me. After getting lost in his green gaze, I closed my eyes and let him brush his lips over mine. His were soft and pillowy and were soon parting mine. When we wrapped our arms tightly around one another, that's when it happened.

A bright, light laugh sounded through the whole room. I pulled away to find Zack's eyes turned that sky blue that I absolutely abhorred. Dammit, I knew this had to be too easy to be true.
"Zenith, why do you have to ruin everything that's bad? I was so close."
"Because it's my job. I thought of waiting until you were much closer but decided to spare you. You can thank me later." He spoke through Zack's mouth and smiled.
Zenith and I had a long, nemesis relationship. While I hated when he interfered with my missions, ruining his rescue missions were some of the best fun I'd ever had.

I wasn't about to give up, but I knew Zenith would stick around until I had at least given up for the day.
I was about to say something smart, when a blinding red light hit the room and we both shielded our eyes and cowered.

Oh the fuck no. This wasn't happening.

But there He was. Long, slightly wavy hair and rippling muscles--not even a fucking shirt on, so that whoever He was assaulting would think at least some (if not all) evil thoughts. At least he had pants on this time. He didn't always walk around with pants on, either.

Even Zenith was speechless. He'd been knocked to the ground as well as we both stared, open-mouthed.
His red eyes burned, and His deep voice echoed through the house, "I was watching over her, how did you get through?"

Fuck, this was embarrassing. I only had a few fuck-ups and he was personally witnessing one of them?

I could hear Zenith stammering next to me. I almost laughed the He had the same affect on both of us, "I--I, you, uh, were distracted for a split second and that's when I got through."

Our Lord and Savior, distracted??

"Diem." He turned his red eyes to me and they cooled to his hazel golden that I'd only heard about, and I just about fainted when he held his hand out to me, "You are usually better than this, young one."
I nervously put my hand in his. It was burning hot, almost too hot to touch. In the blink of an eye, we were gone from the middle class house and in His bedroom. Or whatever he'd created to look as such.

I whirled around to find him grinning darkly down at me. The bottom fell out of my stomach and the evil inside me coursed through my veins, quickened and called to by His.

He stepped towards me, and I almost stepped back.

"What's the matter, darlin'? This is what you want, isn't it?" His voice was like a small choir of darkness, always filling whatever room He was in. A large hand grabbed my jaw roughly, "I'm warning you. Stop thinking you have what it takes to bed me. You don't. No one does. They all DIE. Souls consumed by the evil within me. You can't take it, honey. And you're one of my best, so I'd rather not lose you, but you keep sending those hot thoughts my way and eventually I will fuck you into nothingness. It's who I am, after all."

I wanted to tell him I was born out of a hatred so purely evil even He'd be impressed, to tell him that no--I could take it, and He'd like it, but words were currently alluding me--frightened by his words and his now-red-again eyes.
He stood up and let the evil grin fall off his face, "Get out. And next time, don't let Zenith in." And with that, I was back in my place on the other side of Hell.

Notes

This is apparently what happens when I ready Heretic6661's latest first person stuff, have a couple Scotches and watch that gorgeous Shepherd of Fire video late at night. Stupid shit like this! Ha, we'll see where it goes. Let me know if you like it! It's gonna get pretty dark, (murder, probably some non-con, etc) so if that's not your thing, I totally understand.
I was also listening to Ghost at the time. That probably had a lot to do with it, lol!