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You had been told that summoning could be dangerous. Or it could bring you everything you've ever wanted. The dangerous part was rolling the dice, being unsure which was going to appear. The only thing that was certain was that you'd get nothing if you didn't try. The little black book had been given to you by a friend of a friend. The girl had hollow eyes and a thin smile, and she'd gotten a bit pale lately.

“Are you sure?” she asked hesitantly when you asked for the book. You nodded, hoping you didn't sound too eager.

“I'll give it back to you when I'm done!” you promised. She shuddered and shook her head.

“I don't want it back. I just want you to be sure this is what you want.” her words sat heavy in your heart, but you shook them off. There was something she wasn't telling you, but you didn't feel much like trying to sift it out.

She gave you the book, her finger tips trailing down it as you took it. She gave the book one last sad look, and looked hard at you. There seemed to be something on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't speak. And you were too eager to try and press it out of her. You hastily took the book and thanked her, rushing home.

You read and re-read the summoning instructions. Curtains were drawn. Red candles were lit, and you had even managed to find your small back of precious stones that had been gifted to you from a traveling relative. You arranged these as a smaller circle within the circle. You read the chant several times, afraid of messing it up. You had never heard anyone say it was even possible to chant wrong, but you didn't want to leave anything to chance.

You slowly said the chant. The candles blew out one by one. You wouldn't let yourself look too closely, focusing instead on the book. Once you said the final word, the whole room seemed to light up. You had spread rock candy down, and realized it might have been better done in the kitchen. Still, you always had the vacuum.

“This one is pretty,” a voice rumbled, startling you. You lowered the book and looked at the circle. There was someone tall, with muscles seeming to burst out of his clothes. He had what looked like a tank top and some ragged shorts. He was examining the stones and picked up a red one.
“I'm not usually the one attracted to shiny things, though. But the rock candy, now that was a sure fire way to get me.” when he smiled, you were aware of how sharp and bright his teeth were. You could just imagine him using it to burst your skin like the flesh
of a peach.

“Oh,” you murmured. He walked towards you, head tilted to the side as he looked you up and down. His eyes were red, and tey seemed to peer into your soul and read all of your sins and desires out loud. You swallowed hard against the noise in your head. Most interesting to you was the pair of horns on top of his head. They were small and sharp, and you wanted to touch them.

“Been awhile since someone so pretty summoned me. What can I do for you? You know you only have to ask for it and I'll give it you,” his rough voice turned sweeter, a little smoother. The voices in your head fell silent, leaving you there staring into his eyes.
“I should add, though, there's always a price.”

“I know,” you whispered.

“As long as you understand. And you should feel lucky. There are plenty of others you might have summoned that don't care at all if you know there are consequences. You won't always see or feel the consequences right away. And you might come to find you don't mind them at all. But I don't think it's fair not to make sure you understand. Informed consent.”

“Shouldn't it all be in the book?”

“Sweetheart, that book wasn't made for your benefit.” he chuckled. His hand came out to rest on the side of your neck. His hands were massive, and he could have crushed you so easily. It would have been one motion for him. You wouldn't have stood a chance.
“Look at you.” he hummed. “You are a treasure, aren't you?”

“I don't know what you mean.” you murmured.

“You're a sweet treasure and you're here all for me.” he put his hand on your shoulder and pulled you towards him. You didn't even need to think about walking towards him. “What a gift you are. Now, tell me, pretty, what it is you want from me?”

“Nothing,” you shrugged. “I was curious. I heard others talking about the book and I...” you trailed off. Saying it out loud made you realize how stupid the whole thing was. You could have summoned someone much harsher than him.
“What's your name?”

“Kirishima. But you can call me Eijiro.” he murmured. He pulled you even closer until your palms were resting against his pecs. You felt the strength there, the heat there. You tipped your head back to look up at him.
“I can't help it. I just have to have a kiss from you.”

You didn't have a chance to say yes or no. His lips were on you. He tasted strongly of cloves, although it wasn't a bad taste. Just strong. You opened your mouth and let your tongue trace along those teeth, wincing when a sharp edge gave the tiniest cut to your tongue.

You'd be sore for days, you thought. It would hurt to eat anything spicy or salty. But maybe it was a price that was worth paying. After all, Eijiro had told you that nothing was going to be free. This was a cheap price, though, honestly.

“I like the way you taste.” he sighed happily. “Show me to your bed, treasure.”

It was just as easy to say no as it was to say yes. But you laced your fingers through his, feeling the heat of his hand. You walked him through your tiny apartment to your messy bed, covered with blankets and pillows. Eijiro lifted you up, kissing you again, letting your legs wraparound his waist. He walk you to the bed, put his hand behind your head before he laid you down. Everything was so gentle, it almost left you dizzy.

He had told you that there were plenty who were meaner than him. That was probably so, you thought, if he was this kind. His hands were running up and down your sides as you laid on the bed, slightly breathless.

“I want to show you something.” he announced. You eased yourself up on your elbows and watched as he took off his top and bottoms. You saw what looked like tattoos of chains twisting around his waist and chest. It was beautiful art, you thought for a moment until your eyes trailed down between his legs.

“Holy shit!” you sat upright.

“Well, maybe not holy.” Eijiro chuckled. When you didn't respond, he seemed to get a little uncomfortable. “Are.. is there something wrong?”

Wrong? That wasn't quite the word for it. Unusual, of course. Strange. Bizarre, even. But Eijiro hadn't done anything that would make you want to use a less than kind word towards him. You swallowed a few times and licked your suddenly dry lips.

“I've never seen anyone with two dicks before.”

“It is uncommon,” he agreed with a grin. You thought you saw the faintest hint of a blood tinge from your tongue. It sent a thrill up your spine. “Even among the others I know. But... I've never had anyone complain about it. Do you want me to show you?”

“Show me?” you repeated.

“Don't worry.” he soothed. “I can make sure you're all lubed up and open.” you stared at him, unable to find words to say. He took that as an okay and crawled onto the bed, kissing you again. You were lost in the flavor of him, the way he kissed down your jaw to suck and nip at your clavicle to really notice he was taking off your clothes.
“Fuck, I always forget how much I love tits.” he sighed.

You glanced down at your bare breasts and nearly leapt out of the bed. He hand you by your wrists though, bringing your hands up by your head. He wasn't trying to hold you down, although you knew that trying to struggle against him wouldn't end in you winning. You whimpered, face heating up when he cooed at you.

“Are you scared, treasure? Don't worry! You're mine now. I know I'm all big and rough looking, but you should know that I take very good care of my things.”

“I'm not a thing.” you managed.

“Of course not.” he agreed, just this side of patronizing. You didn't question it as he used his wide hands to spread your legs. His fingers traced up and down your slit as he admired your labia. He bent to give you a long lick with the flat of his tongue.

“Fuck!” you gasped. He chuckled, the vibrations feeling electric down your body. Your left your hands still as he nosed his way into your opening, letting his tongue slither in. He played your body like an instrument, having you dripping arousal and smelling like sex in a quicker time than you would have thought possible before.

Then again, part of you had believed the book was just some kind of joke before. Maybe it was time to rethink Santa and Jack Frost and the Easter Bunny, now that you thought about it. Eijiro reached up, his fingers tracing your lips before slipping in. You sucked hard on his fingers, taking in the taste of his skin.

There was a certain bitterness there that you weren't used to.

He pulled his hand away, leaving a trail of damp down your body. His fingers began to play at your asshole, untouched until now. You gasped, closing your eyes tight. Eijiro sucked on your clit as though hoping to distract you as one finger circled. He pulled your hips up and spat down into you, ignoring the way you whined out at that.

Humiliating, you thought. Thoroughly humiliating. But his finger was working its way in and out of you, his mouth on your pussy eating like he was starving. And you were left writhing. Your hips rolled and whimpered and half spoken pleas slipped from your mouth. You barely noticed that there were two fingers inside of you, stretching you out, touching in you places you hadn't known could feel good.

You were edging towards orgasm, ready to explode, when he pulled away and pulled out, leaving you feeling curiously empty. You looked at him, surprised. Eijiro just smiled and arranged himself between your legs.

“This feels a little awkward at first, so I am sorry. But you can handle it, can't you, treasure?” you were lost in the way he was talking. You felt stretching, then a burning sensation. You wanted to squirm away from it, but he was holding your sides.
“No, shh, oh fuck, treasure. You feel so good.” he groaned. “You're so fucking tight. I'm going to show you how well I take care of my things.”

You had never felt so full before. Your brain felt like it was short circuting, and you couldn't decide if you liked it or not. You whimpered, hushed when Eijiro bent to give you another kiss. Slowly, he began to move in and out of you. You choked, your hands coming to hold onto his shoulders. He kissed your cheeks.

“You're handling all of this so well. I'm so impressed.” he whispered. You stared at him, lost for words. He was going faster, and you had to confess that it felt good. Maybe it was the size of his cocks, maybe it was the sensation of your ass being played with. You couldn't be sure. One of Eijiro's hands came to your nipples, playing with them in turn.
“I love your tits. It's been so long since I've had someone with nice tits summon me.” he sighed. “Of course, I'm really more of an ass man. I didn't get a good chance to appreciate yours, I was so eager, but don't worry. I'll make it up to you.”

“How?” you asked, feeling lightheaded.

“You'll see,” he promised. He reached down and found your clit, rubbing it in circles in time with his thrusts. Your whole pelvis went tight and you were cumming before you could warn him. Eijiro howled out, a sound that echoed through your apartment and rang like bells through your head. You were filled with heat that was just this side of too hot, and the comfort it brought was something you had never known.

Eijiro pulled out of you and collapsed on your messy bed. His hand went to your hair, scratching at your scalp and playing with the strands. You looked at him, feeling the mess leaking out of your body. You'd have to do laundry after this, you thought.

“I can't stay.” he said regretfully. “But I'll come back to see you.”

“How can you if I don't summon you?” you asked, half mumbled really. You felt so so tired, you thought.

“That's nothing you need to worry about, treasure.” he smiled, so pretty and dangerous. You should have run as soon as you saw those teeth.
“I'm here now, and I'll take care of you.”