(Pyp)
Pyp stayed perched on the roof of the house, enjoying his cigarette as he waited.? It was an uncommon blend of Turkish tobacco, cloves, and just a dash of dried hallucinogenic fungus from Tibet.? It made time pass slowly and colorfully, turning the night sky into a hypnotic blur of swirling stars and purple clouds.??
His Eraisama had ordered him not to return to the room until summoned.? Which he wouldn't.? A pity though that Kutsuki was still thinking in mortal terms.? Pyp would not enter his?Eraisama's?room.? The pale youth's _dreams_, however, were another matter entirely.
The fresh-faced demon wanted to try something.? When he sensed that Kutsuki had finally fallen asleep, Pyp conjured a dreamscape in his summoner's mind.? It was Kutsuki's bedroom, identical in every respect, with a sleeping Kutsuki under the blankets. The demon grinned mischievously to himself as he added a new detail.? Suddenly there was a second Kutsuki, this one naked, standing at the foot of the bed.? It was a modification of a succubus spell that he'd come up with centuries earlier in Florence, a creature of dream, tied to his?Eraisama's?will.? It would respond to whatever feelings of desire Kutsuki experienced upon seeing it.? It could be passive or active, submissive or dominant, shy or aggressive.? Or, if no desire was felt, it would simply vanish as if it'd never been.? But whatever happened, it would tell him something about how or why Kutsuki had reacted so strongly to when Pyp had taken on his face and appearance.
"Wake up,?Eraisama," the boyish demon whispered softly in his summoner's dream.? "Not all the way.? Just enough to see what I've brought you."
[Kutsuki]
Kutsuki's nights were mostly dreamless, simply floating along in pitch black darkness as he was cradled by his soft mattress and pillow top comforters.? So it felt odd that something was suddenly? trying to invade that peace, like some kind of a malevolent force that blanketed his world.? It prodded at him, trying to disturb him but he relented, squeezing his eyes shut and clinging to his pillow but it just would not stop.? He kept hearing the imp's voice in his head, trying very hard to push him out, but it was pervasive, unrelenting, so finally, having had enough, Kutsuki threw his covers off, sliding to the edge of the bed as his feet collided with the cold floor.? Still groggy from the sudden interruption, he placed his elbows atop his knees, resting his head in his palms as he sighed in frustration.? "Pyp...I thought I made it clear to not come back until morning."? But he got no answer, so he splayed his fingers out and peeked out between them, his eyes widening as his pupils turned into mere slits, now jolted awake by the sight in front of him.
In front of the now super startled Erai stood once again an exact duplicate of him, except it was lacking in one minor detail.? The extreme lack of clothes, and this one wasn't shy about it either.? It stepped forward, one foot in front of the other, much to the chagrin of the most horrified demon summoner.? This has got be a nightmare, Kutsuki thought, holding his blanket in his hand with a death grip, backing up against the wall until he suddenly hit it, feeling goosebumps cover him from head to toe as he looked back and came face to face with...himself, the most devilish grin graced upon its face.? His own chest swelled with anger, eyebrows sharply furrowed down as his demonic eyes glared back at the mirror image which only confidently stared back, completely non-plussed at his original host's exponentially rising level of discomfort.? Kutsuki reared back, about to strike the clone with all the righteous fury of a cat backed against the corner, when suddenly the wall began to blister in several places and several large bubble floated up, bursting open as hands stretched out from inside them.? Each appendage bound Kutsuki to the surface, tightly holding him by his wrists and ankles, and try as he might, he was unable to overpower the sheer pull of their force.? Now he knew that this was a nightmare for sure, and its creator was none other than the very hellion that he's had the misfortune of summoning.
"You motherfucker...PYP!? Cut this shit out, right now!" he shouted, straining against his bonds but having none of the strength to back it up.? The clone advanced further, raising one arm as he palmed Kutsuki's cheek, causing the other to flinch with revulsion, trying to get away but not being able to.
"Pyp?? Hmph, what a stupid name.? Who's that?? Your lover?" the duplicate asked, purring as he gripped Kutsuki's chin in his hands, forcing his head to turn to and fro, examining him it seemed.? Kutsuki almost gagged at the mention of the imp's name, feeling completely sick to his stomach.? "Let's be honest, if it was really this 'Pyp' who you wanted, wouldn't he be here instead of me?"? The manikin threw its head back and laughed, then without warning, slapped Erai across his face, sharp nails leaving large, red welts across his cheek.? Shocked, but no less angry, Erai could only glare back with impudence, muttering curses as he struggled to move but it seemed that each time he tried, the force with which the hands held him back increased.
"This can only last so long, asshole, and once this nightmare ends, I will end you," Kutsuki hissed, baring his teeth.? When the duplicate reached for him again, he snapped at him, but it only pulled his his hand back, shaking it as he was bitten, but then simply howled with laughter.? The original him was only about as threatening as a little kitten, tail fluffed up and posturing, trying to appear a lot bigger than it was.? However, it only seemed to spur the duplicate who simply waved his hand and suddenly, Kutsuki was overcome with severely sharp pain in his right shoulder as tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, his right arm going completely limp as the appendages that held it got sucked back into the wall.? What the fuck...what the fuck.? What the fuck, Pyp, you repugnant spawn of Satan!? His stomach was churning, bile threatening to rise up and out of his lips.? Erai watched with horror as the manikin grabbed the limp arm and started caressing it, rubbing it all over himself, starting with his face, his neck, shoulders, and chest.? As it did so, it forced Kutsuki's nails to dig into its flesh, leaving bloodied scars as the other winced in pain, the same marks appearing upon his own body.
"You can pretend to hate this all you want, but let's be honest here.? I'm here because you want me here.? You want to touch.? You want to _be_ touched.? You have been denied this since the moment of your birth," his image purred, continuing to move that hand lower and lower, its stomach receding at the other's cold touch.? Anything that the manikin did, Kutsuki felt as if he was touching himself.? But what disturbed him even more than that was admitting to himself that what the image was saying had, on some level, a ring of truth to it.? It made him feel sick.? "Why deny it?? Just look what this is doing to you."? It moved the hand even lower as Kutsuki watched in bound horror until his fingers went to cup the clone's manhood, feeling as if he was touching himself.??
"ENOUGH!" Kutsuki screamed, suddenly feeling his strength returning to himself as he pulled his arm back.? Grunting, he pushed forward, ripping the hands off himself as each extremity got sucked back into the wall.? He bounded upon the clone, his fury rising like a raging inferno, kicking the duplicate square in the chest, sending him flying back, but despite that, the arrogant look that it had on its face never wavered.? However, once it slammed into the opposite wall, Kutsuki suddenly woke up, bolting upright as he tried to catch his breath, chest heaving.? Bright light was streaming through the little basement windows, casting large shadows across the room.? Groaning, he drew his knees up to hide his shame, feeling absolutely disgusted with himself, crossing his arms upon his knees as he used one arm to brush his hair back, several beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.? He closed his eyes, squeezing them shut as he tried to shake off the sands of sleep.
"PYP!? Come out, you little shit!? I know you're here.? You have one minute to explain yourself before I send your ass back where it belongs!"
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