A man unconsciously signs a contract with the devil to provide immeasurable degrees of pleasure to women in exchange for attractiveness to the opposite sex, eternal life and desirability. He is aided by a demon which possesses him and usually dialogues with him. Despite all the perks that this entails, he can't have sex with the same woman on more than one occasion, or he would be sucking life directly out of her. He thus has to travel from town to town to run away from ladies who want more than just one night with him. He continues this nomad lifestyle until he meets a girl who changes everything. She doesn't desire him like every other woman usually does. Above all, it is now him who can't have enough of her after their first night together. He tries but fails to stay away from her... But is she going to let him have more of her? And if she does, how much harm is she going to endure because of his evil contract?
Chapter 1 THE RUNAWAY
There's an unshakable pain that comes with leaving a place you love, no matter how much you are used to leaving. And it wasn't just the town that pleased him, Himer loved everything about Florida. From its sunny, warm days to its outdoorsy lifestyle, Himer couldn't find a thing to hate about the place. Even the tiny pool in his rental house had its charm.
The women too. Beautiful tanned women who couldn't wear too much because of the sun and the many others who were just visiting the town. For Himer and his lifestyle, Florida was a land of endless opportunities. No wonder he always came back to it.
He had had a lot of fun this time, and had almost lasted a whole month! The women, as usual, had kept coming and Himer had given them, as usual, way more pleasure than they could handle. As usual, he'd had one too much and it just happened to be the least exciting of all the girls he'd had this time.
Stacie was a sensuous beauty without the brains to match. She hadn't been a complete bore in bed, but Himer didn't want anything more after their first night. Despite his clear disinterest after their one-night stand, Stacie seemed oblivious to the writings on the wall. She stuck around like an untreated cold, or like Florida's year-round sunshine, but without the perks. Himer had ignored the incessant texts and calls, even the annoying knocks on his squeaky door, until she stopped knocking. Stacie knocked down his first door, and found his second location when he moved. That made it clear that it was time to leave.
Himer walked into the airport with a heavy head, thinking of how his greed had fucked up his stay here. He could have stuck with the tourists, but one look at Stacie and The Voice in Himer's head won't leave him alone. He'd wanted a taste of those long swinging legs so badly, and it had now left a sour taste in his mouth.
From the corner of his eye, Himer could see those same legs swinging purposefully towards him, and he was only mildly surprised. He was used to being stalked, so the fury in her eyes didn't faze him.
He had been nearing the queue when he spotted her, so he reversed his steps to increase the distance between their confrontation and the crowd. As expected, Stacie stopped when she saw him walking towards her, but the relief on her face was temporary. His facial expression made it clear to her that he wasn't approaching her to fix anything. In less than a minute, her own expression went from relieved, then to furious, and finally unbearable pain and heartbreak. Tears filled her eyes, and Himer caught her before she could fall down on her knees.
He sighed, holding her by the shoulders to keep her on her feet. She sobbed uncontrollably while he awkwardly patted her back.
"Why won't you be with me?" Stacie forced out in-between her sobs. "Do I really disgust you that much?"
She sure does now, The Voice in Himer's head reasoned. Shut the fuck up, Himer thought.
"This has nothing to do with how I feel about you, Stacie," He said, which was partly true. He sighed again. "Look, you can't see it now, but I'm actually doing this for your own good. I'm only gonna hurt you if I stay with you." Not just emotionally.
"But you're already hurting me." She sobbed
"Yeah, and I could do so much worse."
A loud voice announced that almost all the seats for a certain location were already taken, and Himer took this as his cue.
"Look, Stacie, that's my planet. I've gotta go" He said. "I'm sorry, see you around."
He rushed away as she teared up even more. He'd taken a reasonable lead when Stacie's thoughts cleared enough for her to shriek his name, so she mostly attracted attention to herself. He rushed on, and hurriedly bought a flight ticket for the nearly full plane, without even taking note of the destination.
He was out of breath when he finally took his seat on the plane. But The Voice won't let him rest.
We should have fucked her once more, as payback for all the trouble she caused, The Voice sulked.
But Himer knew she didn't deserve that. In fact, no one deserved that. If he slept with her just one more time, she would never be able to love anyone else again but him. And it would only get worse from there.