Little Demon in the Details

by Nordika Night

“Then I want to show you how fucking powerful you can be when you aren’t hated and neglected. I know you don’t need my help, but you need to fucking respect yourself. I can help with that part.”

“I don’t cuddle,” I say, backing up towards him. Backing up so far that my ass hits his groin and my back hits his chest. “I hate cuddling.” “Okay,” he says, half asleep. I back up a little more because… “I’ll be your wall, Mercer.”

For the first time in maybe my whole life, I’m being taken seriously. The weight of it hits me hard. It’s heavy and enlightening together, and I can’t decide if I’m floating away or sinking under the responsibility.

“You want to keep me in there all night, little demon?” Preferably all life. Longer than the night. I want him inside me all the time, and I hate him for making me this way. If I’m always full of him, he can never abandon me.

“Oh, I want him to notice. I want him to know that while he neglected you, I accepted you. That he wasn’t strong enough to handle someone as fucking incredible as you, but I’m strong enough to embrace you. I want him to know that his fuck ups are my rewards. You, Mercer, are mine, and I want him to know it. I caught your relationship slip-up.”