What I want?

"A son?" I asked, recalling the words of the purple fairy from earlier.

"A son..." He thought for a moment. "That's what you want?"

"Y- yes it is. But how? I can't have kids."

"Call it..." he tapped his chin thinking about the right word to use and he finally said, "Divine intervention."

"And what do you want in return?"

"Pardon?"

"You magic people always want something in exchange for your help. I've heard of these things, and I'm not stupid."

"Hm. This son that I'm going to give you is going to be made in my image. He will not be like all of you people..." he spat with disdain, taking slow steps and circling me. " He will be more of me than you; not feeling...somehow soulless. Perfect for me, yet hell for you. I'll be back one day to collect my debt. That's my price."

That sounded horrible. How could I have a son that had no soul? I was about to tell him no and to shove it until I thought about my parents. This was all for them to begin with, and there was no way I could let them die when Julius found out about my lie.

I paced the stone floor of the garden and came to a halt, reaching a decision and completely disregarding the warnings of the fairies from earlier. "Fine. I'll take it." He crossed his arms and smiled, seemingly not surprised by my answer. "So what now?" I asked.

He took a step towards me, and I took one back, unsure of the stranger's intentions. We continued the strange dance until he stopped and clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed by my actions. "I'm going to kiss you, Genesis."

"Why?"

"Just trust me," he coaxed me, his voice oozing a tenderness I hadn't heard anyone use with me in so long. He took another step towards me, one that I didn't back away from, and his fingers tucked a few strands behind my ear. His hand circled to the nape of my neck, and I sucked in a breath as his eyes charcoal eyes fell onto my lips.

"What are you-"

His lips connected with mine in a slow yet purposeful movement, and I froze, my hands moving to his chest to push him away. As he deepened the kiss, I found myself kissing him back, a mix of shock at my actions and awe of him running through me. He was a stranger, and I wasn't this reckless anymore, but I couldn't stop him. If I was honest with myself, I didn't want to.

His hands moved to my exposed legs from my dress and my arms wrapped around his neck, his sweet oak and metallic smell drawing me in. The lanterns in the garden flickered on and off, perhaps warning me to get out while I could, yet the thrill of his touch kept me firmly in place.

He lifted my legs around his waist, and within a quick moment, I felt the rough splinters of a tree against my back, making me wince. I sucked in a cool, painful breath, and his lips moved to my neck, making me forget all about the wood scratching through the thin material of my dress.

His hand held me up as the other drifted to the hem of my underwear, slowly tugging it down until I was completely exposed to him. Our clothes, were the next things to somehow come off. I keenly remembered every touch, yet my mind was too jumbled to recall the moment we stripped.

Darkness surrounded the both of us like a black hole, drowning out the stars and lingering fairies in the night sky, painting the entire world around us like ink. Everything except us. Time slowed and I relished in the feel of his body against mine. The slow and deliberate movements along with the deep and lust-filled kisses made my head spin and I moaned into his lips as he thrust into me. Each movement made me forget more and more of where I was.

I had never felt this intimate with someone before. Not even with Julius. It felt as though the stranger knew my body even better than I did. A stranger...then why did it feel like I knew him? How could he touch me like this, and be just a stranger?

As we both reached our peaks and relaxed into one another, I looked up to see the sky come back into view. I blinked away the fogginess in my vision and looked around to see myself lying in the grassy field of the garden. I glanced at the tree we were previously at and wondered how we got here.

We...

Moments ago, the man was on top of me, but when I looked down, he was gone. I immediately sat up, hugging my knees to my chest, and looking around the garden. "Looking for me?"

I jumped at the sound of the voice, and I looked behind me to see the man buttoning up his shirt as he sat on the bench. Just when I thought I had imagined it all. "Umm..."

"Are you going to get dressed? We wouldn't want your husband to come out and see you with me, now would we?"

"My husb- how do you about-"

"I just fucked you and you're going to ask me about your husband?"

"Must you be so vulgar?"

"Don't talk to me about vulgar when you're the one sitting naked in front of me," he said in a calm voice, unperturbed by anything that just took place between us.

"My naked body is vulgar?"

"No, it's-..." he began, his eyes tracing my body, making me shield myself even more. "It's not vulgar." Oh? "Well, as much fun as you've been, Genesis, I need to leave."

"Wait, what about the deal we need to make?" I asked. "The baby thing."

"What do you think we just did..." He raised a brow at me before a slow smile spread across his lips. "You kissed me back and had sex with me because of our deal, correct?"

Huh???

"Umm, yes of course. Otherwise umm, I wouldn't have kissed you because this was a deal," I ranted. A chuckle emanated deep from within his chest, and my heart began betraying me as always.

"Right." He nodded.

"But umm, say that I had no idea what just happened...what...exactly just happened?"

"I granted your wish."

"My wish?" I thought back to our previous question as he looked at me, waiting for me to realize, and I gasped as I made sense of what had just taken place. "I wanted a baby, and we did the thing because...I get it."

"You're not very bright, are you?"

"I wouldn't judge someone from a two-minute interaction." I huffed.

"That was hardly two minutes," he said in irritation, a need to defend his manhood overpowering his instincts.

"Well...I was trying to help you out."

"Perhaps I need another chance to redeem myself?" He suggested, leaning closer to me. He flashed another panty-dropping grin down at me, and my cheeks heated, involuntarily blushing up at him. "Hmm, who knew two minutes was capable of earning such a smile?"

My smile dropped, not wanting to give in to his charm, and I cleared my throat. "Thank you."

"For what?"

"For that." I shrugged.

"Don't thank me, Genesis." He rubbed his temples. "If anything I've damned you for all of eternity."

"Why do you say that?"

"You'll see."

"Hmm. How do you know if it worked?"

"It did," he assured me. "Now it's time for you to warn your husband."

Warn him of what? I wanted to ask him what he meant, but he stood up from the bench, and moved his hands into his pockets, walking back into the shadows he originated. "So you're just going to leave me here naked with a dress you tore?!"

"Would you like to come with me?"

I moved my head to look where he was walking but saw nothing except darkness in between the large trees of the garden. Wherever he was going seemed far from delightful, and I barely knew him. "I don't even know your name."

"Then ask me it."

"What is your name?"

"Lucifer."

My blood ran cold, but I covered up my fear with a nervous laugh. "Oh, your parents are fans of the name?"

"Parents being father, and yes. He happens to be quite fond of my name."

"Oh, okay I was worried for a moment. I suppose it's not a bad name, it's more so the man who bears the name originally that's the true evil."

"What's wrong with the original bearer?" He crossed his arms and emerged from the entrance of the forest, stepping closer in my direction.

"Pfft. The devil?! Is that a serious question?" I asked in shock. "He's only single-handedly responsible for every fucked up thing happening in everyone's lives."

"Oh please! I can assure you the devil has more important things to do than to mess with your pathetic lives! How about that? Have any of you ever thought to ask him how you may have been responsible for the fucked up things happening in his life?" He ranted, his tone passionate and angry.

"Well...I tend not to associate myself with him."

He looked at me for a moment before shaking his head and chuckling. "How ironic for us to end up in this predicament then."

What?...

Thinking back to that night in particular...the night I met him, he couldn't have been more right. That night I realized three things:

One, never trust a fairy...under any fucking circumstance.

Secondly, I have horrible taste in men.

And three... raising this child perhaps would be the hardest thing I would ever have to do in my entire eternal life...

Wait-

There was a fourth realization I came to...maybe a little less important than the others, but nonetheless significant.

Number four...

...the devil is hot as hell.