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Author:     Kyros
Title:      The Demon Inside (Seer, ep. 2)
Part:       5 of 6
Universe:   Seer
Summary:    This is the sequel to episode one, I See Dying People, of
			Seer Episode one ends with Melissa, Alexandra and Philip in 
			trouble as they have ended up in the claws of the two demons 
			Keshet and Gail.
Keywords:   mf, mF, Ff, MF, fant, slow, mag, nc, rape, caution, Fdom, viol, reluc, solo
Email:      kyros@hoakz.com
Asstr:      http://www.asstr.org/~kyros
SOL:        http://storiesonline.net/auth/Kyros
Disclaimer: http://hoakz.hopto.org:8080/kyros/wiki/Disclaimer

* Keywords and summary are for all six parts

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Part 5

Alexandra was pacing back and forth in front of the Lilac dorm building.
 Far in the west, the sky was still dark and full of stars, and in the
east the only sign of a sun was a thin stripe of gold on the horizon. 
Alexandra was speaking into her mobile phone, with a low but intense
voice.

"No.  You don't get it.  There is still no progress.  Fuck, I have to
work my ass off to even keep status quo.  I'm not exactly the hottest
piece of ass in this town...  Yeah, you could have done better."

She laughed but the expression died out immediately.  "No," she said. 
"I'll call you."

She hung up.  "Fuck!  This shit is killing me."  She turned and looked
at the dorm building with a sigh.  "Well," she said and started walking
towards the dorm.  "I'm in it for the cash."

-----

Konrad was staring at the bottle in his hand.  He shook it several
times.  "So, you are saying the contents of this bottle went yellow?"

Dawn nodded.  "Yes."

Konrad swirled the bottle's contents again.  "I don't understand why
it's not clear now."

"You noticed that, Huh?" Dawn said and smiled at him.

He stopped shaking the bottle and stared back at her.  His mouth opened
and closed again without a word coming out.  He swallowed.  Dawn's eyes
got deeper and darker.

"This bottle is old," Konrad said.  "I probably need a new one."  He
broke the eye contact and looked up at the bookshelves.  "Yellow," he
continued and scanned his books.  Dawn took a step back and leaned
against the wall by the window, watching him with crossed arms.

"There should be," Konrad said and lifted down a large volume with
shaking hands, "something in Hertzberg's Tome of Corruption."

"Uhm," said Dawn.  "It's that bad, huh?"

"No, and yes.  The Tome of Corruption was written in the late 18th
century.  Lots of things that are accepted today were counted as
corruption then.  Hertzberg even has a section on sex-magic... Now
let's..."  While Konrad was talking he was searching the index of the
book.  "Ah," he mumbled and flipped to the right page, read for about a
minute before he slammed the book shut with a snort and looked back up
at the shelves.

"I'll get some coffee," Dawn said and left the room.

Dawn found Mrs. Lamprue already brewing coffee as she entered the
combined waiting room and reception.  "Good," she said with a smile.

Mrs. Lamprue gave her a frown that could be considered a smile back, if
one was stretching the interpretation.  Dawn suspected that Konrad was
putting off clients because of her, something she suspected was
threatening Mrs. Lamprue's ordered life.

When Dawn returned to the office, a coffee cup in each hand, Konrad was
still bent over the pile of books stapled on his desk.  He was humming
and flipping pages in either one book or another.  Dawn gave him his
mug.

"Hah!" Konrad said.  "Aaidiash!"

Dawn stared at him.  "Bless you?" she asked half on joke but Konrad
didn't hear her.

"I think I know how to solve this," he mumbled while flipping through
another book.  "We need... yeah!  We need to channel the energy into...
Khalach Madiri... Khalach..."  He reached for another book and flipped
through it.  "Aha, a receptacle, or does it mean bonding?"

"So," Dawn asked in a desperate attempt to get clarity.  "You're
saying..."

"Yes," Konrad mumbled still reading out of the book.

"What are you saying?"

"What?  Oh, sorry.  We need to tread very cautiously, and we need to act
as cunning, no even more cunning...  Oh..." he read a few lines in the
book.  "I think the best thing to do now, immediately, is to set a
trap."

-----

Melissa woke up with a feeling that something wasn't right.  At first
she didn't know what it was but as her mind cleared she realized what
made her feel that way.  ''I had sex with my roommate yesterday.''  She
groaned and rolled over on her side, peeking over at Alexandra's side of
the room.  Her bed was made and she had already left.  ''Fucking
great.''  She asked herself if it was a good idea to have a sexual
affair with your roommate?  ''Not if you want to keep her as roommate.''
 Melissa got out of her bed and stretched with a moan.  ''I have to talk
to Konrad.''

It turned out the first person Melissa came across wasn't her therapist,
but Philip, and she only needed to take one look to see something was up
with him too.  She sat down across from him.  He was staring at his
breakfast, absentmindedly poking his bacon and eggs with a fork.

"Morning," said Melissa.

"Um," he replied and kept poking the scrambled eggs.

"Everything right?"

He looked up at her and shook his head.  "Everything is fucked up."

"Yeah," Melissa sighed, "I know what your mean."

"Why?" he asked and looked up again.  "What happened?"

Melissa squirmed in her chair.  "Well, it was... let's just say it
wasn't good... I guess your mood pretty much describes my morning."

Philip put down his fork with a rattle and leaned back in his chair.  He
gazed at Melissa for a few seconds, making her wish she could just get
on her feet and leave.  "It happened to you too?"

"What?"

"Alex?"

Melissa sighed and gave in, her shoulders sloping as she did.  She
nodded.  "It did."

"She came on to you again, and...?"

"And?"

"You did it?"

Melissa hesitated, then she nodded.

Philip buried his face in his hands with a groan before he pushed his
blond hair out of his eyes and looked back at Melissa.  Melissa frowned
at him.  He was laughing.

"What?" she asked.

"I'm sorry," he said as he regained his control.  "It's just, all last
night, all morning, I've been wondering what to do... how to... well
make it work with Alex... and what you've just told me, I mean it's
obvious what's going on here."

"It is?"

"She's not herself.  She needs help but most importantly, what she'd
just done doesn't count."

"You think so?"  Melissa wanted to curse her heart for sinking like a
stone in her chest.  ''I already knew she was in shock!  Damnit!'' 
"What should we do?"

"We need to talk to someone, and I think I know who."

"Who?"

Philip looked up just as Dawn entered the cafeteria.  Melissa followed
his gaze.

"Dawn?" she asked.  "What does she know?"

"I've been observing her..."

Melissa frowned.  "Yeah, so what?"

Philip gave her a long gaze.  "You didn't feel that horrified when Alex
came on to you, did you?"

"I felt bad since what she'd been through must have placed her in some
kind of shock."

"And because you wanted it to happen?"

Melissa stared at him but before she had a chance to answer Dawn placed
her tray on their table and sat.

"Hey you," she smiled and started making a sandwich.  "What have you two
been through?"

Philip and Melissa both jumped.  Melissa shook her head.  "Nothing."

"I see," Dawn said and stirred her tea.  "You both seem kinda...  I
don't know..."

A long, awkward moment of silence followed under which Melissa tried to
decide how to talk to Dawn.  She hoped Philip would start the
conversation but he was staring at his food again.

"You both seem like you've had a night full of nightmares, and waked up
to find the hot water doesn't work," Dawn said, there was still a hint
of a smile on her face but she was serious.

Melissa sighed.  "You can say that."

Dawn raised an eyebrow but said nothing.

"We've had some problems," Philip added.

"Okay," Dawn said.  "Maybe I can help?"

"With Alex," Melissa added.

Philip cleared his throat.  "I'm not sure that really is how it was, not
for me anyway... I think, maybe Alex has some problems with us."

"Oh," Dawn said and drank her tea.

"Yes, we might have caused Alex some problems."

Dawn still said nothing.

"We... kinda," Philip shrugged and stared into the tabletop.

Melissa realized she was the one that had to decide if Dawn would be let
in on this or not.  She had decided to talk to Konrad, but she had ended
up talking to Philip and that had been good, it turned out she wasn't
alone with her experience.  Would Dawn have something to add?  When she
realized what that might imply she gasped.  ''Please don't tell me she
hit on Dawn too.''

"Both me and Philip have been sexually approached by Alex," she looked
over at Philip to try and read his reaction, "and at least I've had sex
with her."

"Me too," Philip mumbled almost inaudible.  He looked up at Dawn.  "I've
seen your glances at her.  You know something about this?"

"What?" Dawn said but then she shook her head.  She sighed and leaned
back.  "Okay.  I know something about this."

"What's going on?" Melissa asked.

"Let me show you," Dawn said and got on her feet.  "Come on."

-----

Nicolas was watching Rachelle as she left the bathroom.  She was still
angry.  The shower hadn't calmed her down.  She rubbed her hair with one
towel, the other wrapped around her chest.  He stepped closer.  She
stopped and stared into the mirror.  Her dark eyes were shimmering
dangerously.

Nicolas opened his mouth.

"Don't say a thing," she interrupted.  "I don't give a shit what you're
gonna say.  He walked away with the money, and that redhead bitch walked
away with the sword, and we're just sitting here doing nothing."

"Honey..."

"Have you even considered what Mr. Harper will say when he finds out
what's happened?  Have you?  If he wont kill us..."

"Elle, honey..."

"No!  Goddamnit!  She ruined it!  She just... she... fuck that bitch! 
I'm gonna..."

"Elle, baby, calm down...  We'll solve this."

"What if we don't?  What happens if the sword is gone and the money too?
 What will Mr. Harper think?"

Nicolas gazed down into Rachelle's wide, dark eyes.  He took her in his
arms and held her tightly.  "It will never come to that!"

"Promise."

"I promise, baby."

"Seal it with a kiss," Rachelle whispered and stood on her toes, her
head bent back.

Nicolas gasped and pressed his lips against hers.  Rachelle reached up
to his neck and pulled him harder to her.  While their tongues met in
his mouth she pressed her belly and crotch against him.  He grabbed her
hair and pulled her back, his eyes searching into hers.  There was a
silent moment before he reached down to the towel around her body and
tugged it free.

Rachelle's eyes closed and her mouth opened.  Her parted lips shivered
and when Nicholas closed his hand over one of her breasts she mewled and
pressed harder against him.  "Please, Nick," she whispered.  "Please..."

He pulled her to him by her hair and silenced her with another kiss. 
His palm slid from her breast down along her belly.  His hand stole
between her thighs and he found her wet and hot.  She started to whine
into their kiss, while rocking her hips against him.

"Oh, please Nick," Rachelle said.  She broke the kiss and stepped away
from him.  "You know what I want," she continued and backed until she
felt the bed against the back of her legs.  She sunk down on it, parted
her legs and caressed her thighs as her gaze was locked into his. 
"Please, Nick, I really need this now."

Nicolas hesitated for a moment before he started to tear off his
clothes.

"Oh god," Rachelle said.  "You really loved forcing me, didn't you?"

"I'm not done yet," he replied with a low, rasping voice.

Rachelle slid up on the bed.  "What do you mean, 'not done yet?'"  She
slid to the far end of the bed, then stood beside the bed and backed
into the far corner.  "Please Nick."

"Get back on the bed."

"No, you'll be mean to me."

"If you don't get back on the bed now," Nicolas said and started to move
around the bed, "I swear to God I'll be mean to you!"

"Please Nick, think of what you're doing."

Just as Nicolas rounded the foot board Rachelle jumped up on the bed
again and crawled over it.  Nicolas threw himself on the bed and grabbed
one of her feet just as she was about to jump out of the bed.  She
cried, and instead of getting the foot with her, she fell head first
towards the floor on the far side of the bed.  He pulled her foot hard,
dampening the fall and at the same time pulling her back into the bed.

Rachelle managed to roll over on her back and just as she was about to
kick at him, Nicolas caught both her feet and pushed his body between
them.  She reached down to her crotch and covered it with both her hands
while a sob left her mouth.

"Please, Nicolas, I'm your sister!"

"So what?" he said and tried to pry her hands from her crotch.  "You
asked for this!"

"Please, no!"

"Shut up and stop resisting."  He pulled her wrists harder, prying them
apart.  She tried to roll over, twisting free from him, but he pulled
her arms, throwing her over on her back again.

He pushed her hands down on each side of her head, leaning his whole
weight on them as he moved his hips.  They could both feel their
genitals touching and she gave a sob at her imminent defeat.  "Please,
Nicolas, I'm your sister."

"There is nothing you can do to stop me."

"Please.  I mean it, you can't do this."

They both felt how he found her opening.  She gasped.  He sighed and
pushed into her.  She was already slick with juices making his entry
almost frictionless.  They both cried out as he buried in her to the
hilt.  She was twitching, her whole body jerking every time he moved in
her.

"Please," she said and wrapped her legs around his hips.  She pulled him
into her, "do it properly."  She fought back a scream as he slid back
into her and summoning all her will power she clenched her already tight
pussy around his invading member.  His mouth fell open and a moan
escaped him as she squeezed again and again.

"Stop!" he said but her legs were holding him in place and her boiling,
clenching pussy threatened to end him prematurely.

"No," she replied.  "Come on!  Fuck me!"

He wanted to resist her, but even as he pumped into her, grinding his
pubic bone into hers, he realised how futile that was.

She whined and they could both feel how her pussy overflowed with
juices.  He kept pounding into her.  The liquid sound of his cock in her
pussy was punctuated by the slapping of flesh against flesh.

Her breaths came in shallow pants while he increased his speed until he
found he had to slow down again.  Her breath caught in a whimper and she
pushed her hips up at him.  "Come on!"  She clawed his back.  "Come on!"

He caught her arms and pushed them down onto the bed.  He braced
himself, took a deep breath and started fucking her for all he was
worth.  Rachelle's legs kicked straight out and she started to wail
while her hips bucked up at him.  He didn't need to hear her screams or
feel the spasms of her pussy around him to know she was coming, feeling
her nails burying in his arms was a sign, if any, that she was coming.

He pulled back all the way until he was resting at her opening,
hesitating before pushing back in.  He knew he wouldn't manage to bury
in her once more, and he tried to regain his control but she had a
different idea and as she locked her legs around his hips and pulled him
hard to her he felt how the last remnants of self-control left him.

With a hoarse cry he held her close and pumped into her.  She threw her
head back into the beddings and screamed as she felt how he made her
whole crotch squishy.  She pulled her legs up to her chest as far as
they would go without assistance and as she felt him burying into her
even deeper a whine escaped her.

They panted while climbing down from the peak.  Now and then grinding
into each other.  Nicolas was lying on top of Rachelle, and several
minutes passed before he sighed and opened his eyes.  She stroked his
hair and pulled her head back to look into his eyes.

"You always have to claim me," she said.

"You always make me," he replied.

"I love you."

He wrinkled up his eyebrows.  "I love you."

He rolled them to their sides and they were lying like that for a long
time before Rachelle noticed that Nicholas had fallen asleep.

"I love you," she repeated in a soft whisper before she slid out of the
bed.  ''I love you but there is something I have to do now,'' she
thought while getting dressed.  ''You may think we should be cautious. 
I don't.''

-----

After lunch Alexandra was leaving the cafeteria for a biology lesson
when Melissa caught up with her.  The tall blond was walking by
Alexandra's side for a while before she turned facing her.

"We need to talk," she said.

"I have class now, so you have to walk with me."

"I just don't want us to be disturbed."

"There's hardly anyone around here.  They've all gone to the lecture I'm
about to miss."

Melissa shrugged and gazed into Alexandra's eyes, "You know, last
night..."  It was obvious she had a hard time saying the words.  "What
made you think I was wired that way?"

"What?"  Alexandra laughed.  "I think that was obvious."

"You selfish, egotistical bitch!" Melissa breathed.  "I told you, no."

"What do you mean?"

"I've been abused before..."

"I didn't abuse you, I thought you were in on it as much as I was. 
Hell, I know..."

"How could you?"

"What the..."

"I don't love you.  I don't want you.  I gave you no reason, no reason
at all... and you were just... you... you raped me."

"What the fuck!  You were an eager participant, you fucking begged for
it."

Melissa looked at her for a long time.  Tears were streaming down her
cheeks, and her lips were shivering.  She nodded and turned to leave but
Alexandra caught her arm and held her back.

"What the fuck do you mean I raped you?"

"I've seen enough," Melissa gasped and broke free from her.  "I'm... 
I'm through with you.  Damnit!  You're a woman, you should know what
stop means!"

"You are fucking incredible!" Alexandra laughed and shook her head.

Melissa stepped close to Alexandra who had to bend her neck to look into
the taller woman's eyes, but Alexandra didn't back off, or diverted her
gaze.

"I'm going to go to Dawn now," Melissa said.

"So that's why?  It's about Dawn, isn't it?"

"So what if it is?"

"You're afraid of loosing her, aren't you?  Since you ended up fucking
me?  Now you're trying to blame me, and say I raped you... just so she
will still want you, is that it?"

"I don't care what you think," Melissa said and left.

"Fuck you!" Alexandra said.  "If you wanna go fuck that bitch, then be
my guest!  You wanted that all the time, didn't you?"  She watched
Melissa walk down the street, away from her.  "Fucking great," she said.
 "She was into Dawn all the time.  No!  What happened between us, it was
real.  Oh, for fuck's sake!  She didn't resist me.  And Philip?  He's my
friend.  You're not special, not to Melissa.  She's going to Dawn. 
She's going to report you to the police.  No, she'll never do that. 
Maybe she will?  She called you a rapist, remember?  I must talk to her.
 Jesus-fucking-Christ!  Can you give up already!  You've got one option
right now.  You know what to do.  Follow her.  Find the address.  Philip
and Melissa are my friends.  I'm not gonna hurt them.  You know it's not
about them.  Dawn isn't my friend."

She stared down the street.  She could still see Melissa.  She bit her
lower lip.

"Okay."

She followed Melissa.

-----

It took Melissa almost half an hour to walk to Dawn's house.  Alexandra
had suspected Dawn would be living in an apartment, but when they
arrived she realized she was living in one of the large villas by the
coast, in the part of Moon River called Gray Lark.

Alexandra hid behind a hedge and watched Melissa enter.  Now what?  She
knew what she should do; get out of there, but her curiosity demanded
more.  She entered the garden through the hedge and snuck up to the side
of the house.

With her back pressed against the wall she slid up to one of the windows
and peeked in quickly.  It was a dark room.  She stole past it.  The
next window was the bathroom, and it was empty.  She reached the corner
of the building and peeked around it.  She was looking at the backside
terrace and Dawn and Melissa was standing on it, and they were hugging.

Alexandra frowned.  ''They are hugging.  They are a couple.  Friends
hug, too.''  Alexandra peeked again.  ''Still hugging.''  Dawn and
Melissa broke the hug and Dawn reached up to Melissa's face, cupping her
cheeks.  ''Look at what happens now.''

The two women were gazing into each other's eyes for a long time. 
Alexandra held her breath.  Then it happened.  Dawn bent closer to
Melissa and they kissed.

Alexandra moved back and collapsed against the wall, not sure if she
should laugh or scream.  ''Dawn will never let you have her.  Why do I
protect the very person that keeps me from the one I love?''

"I can't think, I can't think clearly..." Alexandra whispered.  "Oh God!
 She doesn't love me!"  ''She loves you, but'' "Dawn is blinding her. 
Didn't you realize that?"  ''She wanted it just as much as I did.'' 
"She said I raped her."  ''Why do you think she did that?''  "Because of
Dawn?"  ''What if Dawn has done something to her, have you ever thought
of that?''  "No."  ''Can you be sure?''  "Why would..."  ''Maybe she
want her...''  "Oh God, of course!"  ''Why else would she go through all
that trouble.''  "I have to do something!"  ''You know what you have to
do.''

Alexandra struggled to her feet and stole back out of the garden and on
to the road.  She knew what she had to do, but she was still not sure if
she liked it or not.

-----

Dawn's lips were soft and warm, they made Melissa feel wanted, they made
her feel loved and the strong arms around her enhanced that feeling. 
For a moment she relaxed in the kiss before she started to realize what
was happening.  Her eyes opened and she pulled away.

"I'm sorry," Dawn mumbled.  "I've got no idea where that came from.  I'm
sorry."

"It's... okay."

"Feel better?"  Dawn sat in the sofa.

"Yeah," Melissa took a deep breath.  "I think so."

"All this," Dawn said, "it's for the best, I hope you understand that?"

"Yes, of course...  I just wish I wouldn't have to be so... crude."

"I understand, but you have to understand how serious this really is. 
People may die."

"Yes, I understand."

Dawn smiled.  "Do you like cookies?"

"What?"

"I feel a cookie urge coming on."

Melissa laughed.  "Yeah, I think some sweets might help."

"Sure, a couple of cookies will do the trick, we've got much work to do
before we're done."

-----

Alexandra betrays

Phoenix was sitting in the kitchen, staring at his mobile.  Gail was
digging through the fridge trying to find something edible.

"I'm starving to death," she mumbled and pulled out a plate with an
upside down baking pan on it.

"I thought you'd wanna fuck her in there then?" Phoenix said and nodded
at the door leading from the kitchen to the living room.  The sound of
lovemaking could be heard through the thin wood.

"I'm waiting for the hubby, we never share."

Phoenix raised an eyebrow.  "I might have paid to see that."

"It's bad for the energy flow."  She removed the baking pan from the
plate.  "Aahh, cake.  It dulls the hunger.  And besides, it's wonderful
being able to eat as much as you want without risking to gain a pound."

Phoenix made a grunting sound and looked at his mobile again.

"Missing your friend?"

"Missing?"

"Feeling cold and lonely?"

Phoenix raised his eyebrow.  "I swear to God," he said, "you people. 
Everything isn't about sex.  I'm just interested in making much more
money, and keeping Marius safe is the best way of doing that."

"Then maybe you'd wanna help solve my problem?"

Phoenix only had to meet her gaze for a second before he'd read her.  "I
just said, everything isn't about sex."

"Everything is," Gail smiled and removed the straps to her dress.  "And
I'm thinking you've been wanting to fuck me ever since you laid eyes on
me."

"I think I should call and check up on Marius now," Phoenix said and got
on his feet.

Gail stopped him, pressing her body against him while she licked his
chin.  "Come on," She mumbled.  "I'm dying for you to take me."

"For Gods sake," Phoenix said.  "I know what you are, are you so
incredibly stupid?"

"I wasn't going to hurt you, just fuck you once or maybe twice to get my
motor running till the hubby gets home, now you'll never get to know how
it feels."

She turned and marched out of the kitchen slamming the door behind her.

"Thanks," Phoenix said.  "I'm not interested in how it feels."  He
looked down at his mobile again.

The kitchen door opened again.  Phoenix raised his gaze, a rejection on
his lips.  When he saw who was entering her smiled.  "Hey there," he
said.  "Glad to see you."

"It's time," Alexandra said and stepped into the kitchen.

"Good," Phoenix replied and walked over to her.  "Let's get the others."

"One fucking moment," Alexandra said and stopped him.

"Jesus!"

"Is everything in order?"

"Relax, will you?  I've taken care of everything while you've been
gone."

"Good."

"So... how's your grip?"

"Keep your trousers on, I'm in control."
