2. Asmodeus

Az had been enjoying Limbo, the party place to be in the afterlife, hoping for some possible voyeurism with his favorite human-demon couple (ok, the only human-demon couple he knew), when he'd felt the pull of a summoning.

Technically, Az shouldn"t have been able to be summoned. He was an Infernal King of Hell, after all; one did not just summon an Infernal King of Hell. At least not against his will. Of course, people tried over the years, or screwed up summonings, and Az got to make the choice on whether he showed up or not.

He'd had quite a bit of fun in the past surprising people, and he didn't mind the occasional visit topside. Plus, humans could be fun to play with; they were usually so repressed, and he enjoyed making them lose all their inhibitions.

And no summoning circle could technically hold him, so he was never concerned about that.

Of course, he couldn't technically be forced into a summoning either.

But… he hadn't had a choice. He had played it off to Minos and Arioch, the demons he was with in Limbo when he started to disapparate, but the pull had been something he couldn't avoid. Whether he wanted to or not, he was going topside.

Honestly, he kind of wanted to head topside. He was getting tired of the same old Limbo orgies; he was up for a little challenge, a little change in scenery. Az always made the best of every situation (which usually meant orgasms). He figured it would be a fun diversion.

He appeared in what seemed to be the backyard of a cute little cottage-type home. There were garden beds, trees, and a large, fenced-in yard, and standing in front of the summoning circle was a beautiful young man. He looked mid-twenties to Az, although humans and age could be tricky. The human had tanned skin, brown hair, and brown eyes, although that description really didn't do him justice. There was something both average and extraordinary about him at the same time. You might pass him on the street and not notice him, but if you looked closer, he was shiningly beautiful.

He was tall and a little stocky, but in a muscular way. This wasn't a gym rat, but he was someone who obviously enjoyed being active. He was clean shaven, and he was neat and tidy in dress pants and a button-up shirt, but his hands were dirty and his sleeves were rolled up to bare his hairy forearms. The dichotomy of the formal with the messy was quite sexy.

Az knew sexy.

Az cocked his hip a little, dialed up his sex appeal, and gave the human a lazy smirk, waiting to feel the lust emanating off the man. It would be fun to give this one a good time. He made himself a bet that he could get at least four orgasms out of the guy this afternoon.

And… the guy just stared at him. Az was not getting any lusty vibes either.

"Grams," the guy yelled out, "you've summoned a demon again."

And then he turned around, ignoring Az completely, and stared at the back door, where a woman's voice called out, "What, dear? Couldn't hear you!"

The man sighed exasperatedly before taking a step toward the door, at which point Az took a step to get out of the circle.

Only he couldn't.

He was actually stuck in a summoning circle. He felt it pressing against him when he tried to move toward it. Could he break out of it? Maybe, if given enough time and a lot of energy, but it would hold him for quite awhile at the very least.

Well, this was unexpected.

The man turned around when he moved and stared at him, and he looked at the man. Then Az sat down in the circle cross-legged, arms draped over his legs. Might as well get comfortable. He smirked at the guy again and added a wink for good measure.

"You can just stay put until we figure out how to send you back," the guy huffed. Az didn't respond. He wasn't planning on going anywhere—stuck in a circle or not, this was the most interesting thing to happen to Az in a few centuries.

Before the guy could say anything else, a short, plump, white-haired woman came bustling out the back door. She saw him sitting in the circle and grinned widely.

"Grams," the guy groaned out.

"Oh, isn't he lovely! See, you should have told me you were into men, honey. We wouldn't have had that Marybeth incident when you were in the tenth grade." The guy huffed at that, but the woman just kept on talking, fanning herself a bit as she did. "But isn't he just the sexiest thing. Mmmhmmm. Might need to break out the vibrator after this."

"Jesus, Grams," the guy huffed out.

"And maybe my big dildo too. Where did I leave that one?" she questioned, staring off for a moment before looking back at the guy.

"Grams," the guy muttered. "Who did you summon?"

"Oh Gabey," the woman soothed, coming over and patting the guy's arm. Az was guessing by the sigh that "Gabey" might be a nickname, perhaps for Gabe? Az also decided he definitely wasn't going anywhere. "Grams" was gonna break out the big dildo, after all. He liked this family already. Although "Gabey" seemed to be a bit repressed. Az's lusty vibe wasn't working on him, but he figured maybe that had something to do with being trapped in the circle.

He'd get out of the circle eventually, though.

"Honey," Grams continued, "it just isn't healthy to practically be a monk at twenty-eight years old. You should be out enjoying sex. You don't want to date, that's fine, but at least get a few good orgasms."

Az's eyebrows shot up. He couldn't help it. This cute guy didn't date or have sex?

"So," she continued, taking a step back, "I took matters into my own hands."

"Who. Did. You. Summon." cutey ground out.

"A lust demon. And I made sure to tailor the demon specifically for you. A demon you'd be attracted to and interested in. A demon who would be just perfect for you. And one who would give you loads of orgasms, of course. I was very specific."

The guy just hung his head and shook it. He looked sort of miserable, and Az almost felt sorry for him.

"Honestly," she continued, "you'd think I'd never summoned before the way you're carrying on. And there was only the one time it went somewhat wrong. And that was mainly Michael's fault anyway." The guy huffed again, but she just kept going. "Have a romp in the sack with Mr. Sex Demon here, and then you can both go about your business as usual. Consider it an early birthday present."

And with that, she walked over and used her sneaker to wipe away a line of the circle, breaking the summoning spell in one motion. They both just stared at her, Az with surprise (didn't she know it wasn't a great idea to let demons loose on the world?), but he thought the human looked more resigned than anything.

"Now you boys have fun. I'm going out for a bit to meet up with the girls. I think the big dildo might be in a box in my closet if y"all are looking for it. Just be sure to clean any of the toys afterwards. I'll text before I come home. Although I wouldn't mind seeing him naked, so clothes are optional."

And with a little wave she turned and was through the kitchen. Both demon and human stared after her as she walked off, singing some song about licking and riding and lots of other obscene things.

Yeah, Az definitely wasn't going anywhere.

With that thought, he turned on full level lust, although he stayed seated casually in the circle. He'd let the cute human come to him to get the party started.

Only the guy turned to him, raised one eyebrow, and then sneezed.

"Do you think you could turn down the"—he waved his hand at Az—"sex energy, or whatever that is?"

Az raised both eyebrows in surprise. "You don't feel…" Az trailed off. He was infrequently at a loss for words, but this human confounded him.

"Like I want to fuck you or be fucked? Nope. Sorry." He sort of shrugged. "I don't work like that," he finished, and he sat down cross legged outside the now broken circle, mirroring Az. "I guess we'll need to figure out how to send you back," he sighed.

Az stared at him, shocked. Of course he knew what asexuality was; he had met humans who had very little interest in sex. A few things could happen if that were the case. Sometimes, there was enough interest in sex for the person to partake with him, but sometimes they needed someone they had a connection with, which was also fun, because then Az got to use his vibes on two people (he'd played matchmaker a time or two, and that was rather exciting). Sometimes the person simply sought to pleasure themselves instead of participating in sexual acts with someone else, which was totally fine with Az. An orgasm was an orgasm, after all.

He had, on occasion, met someone with absolutely zero interest in sexual acts or even self-pleasure. It was rare, but it did occur. But Az's "sex energy," as the human called it, wasn't technically sex energy. It was lust energy. And everyone had lust. It most often focused itself on sex, but in the rare case where there was zero sexual interest, it diverted to desire for other things. He'd seen desire for food, for things (one person had gone on a crazy spending spree), for people (that party had been epic, especially since most of the guests had not been asexual), and one memorable time for soft things. It had been kind of fun to scour Limbo for soft pillows, feathers, blankets, and soft animals. There had been quite the cuddlefest afterwards too, which was delightful.

The point was, it always ended with people exhibiting lust for something, and the effect was immediate. Az actually enjoyed the occasional diversion from sex, so he never complained. Ace folks required a little originality from Az, and he found them fascinating.

But this human was not exhibiting any signs of lust or desire, sexual or not. He sneezed, for demon's sake. What was Az supposed to do with that?

"Are you hungry? Craving some snuggles? Would you like to lose yourself in some artistic endeavor? Anything in particular you feel desirous of?" Az asked.

The human had been staring off, apparently thinking, but he looked back at Az, surprised. "Nope. Well, I'm desirous of my admin not giving us pointless work to do and my students having happy home lives, but you can't always get what you desire," he shrugged. "Now, about getting you back. How about we start with your name?"

"Az. But that won't work," Az smirked. He was free of the circle, he was topside, and he had found a human who was apparently completely immune to his vibes. He wasn't going back to hell; this was far too interesting.

The guy actually rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that's what they all say," he muttered.

Az actually smiled even more broadly.

Oh, this was gonna be fun.