Alternative titles: Demon claims you | Getting tempted by a demon | Yandere demon wants you | Corrupted by a dominant demon | Possessive demon flirts with you

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TW/CW: suggestive stuff, talk of corruption, (kinda) implication of public-play?, “pet”, dumbification encouragement?? (‘give up control’), 

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Introduction (for listeners): As an angel, life quickly gets boring… You seek the thrill of something new. One day find yourself sneaking out of heaven to check out the no man’s lands that separate heaven and hell. In your curiosity, you end up going a little too far and run into a demon…

Summary (for speakers): Demons are corrupt, everybody knows that. They enjoy toying with their prey, and most of all, love the idea of messing with angels. When one of these very creatures presents itself to you, you can’t help but tease them. Perhaps even more than just that…

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~1.200 words/ 8-15 mins Audio

Usage: Everything goes, as long as you give credit! Adjust wording, change stuff, improvise, add or remove scenes, make it nsfw if you want. For any questions, feel free to ask. Have fun! :D

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Monetization/paywall is ok, but I’d appreciate being sent a free copy! 

Sfx optional but it enhances the experience, if you have access.

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Setting: no man’s lands between the borders of heaven and hell 

(I imagine this to be like a sort of rocky desert area that physically separates heaven and hell. Maybe like a layer between the two where ‘earth’ would be, or like some sort of grimm purgatory on the same plane that’s neither paradise nor torture. Either way, it’s rather empty, possibly with rock formations or fog to hide behind. Otherwise the demon would have spotted the angel too early.)

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sometimes I use … for very short pauses between lines (easier to read)

[these are for sfx, vocal cues, actions or other remarks] 

italics are for emphasising a word

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[cocky voice, taunting/teasing, somewhat slow speech, sultry/seductive undertones, very flirty, breathy?] 

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How cute. 

Are you lost, little angel?

You surely must be. Otherwise, what would you be doing so close to the border?

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Isn’t it forbidden for ethereal beings to leave the gates of heaven, without explicit permission?

[taunting/teasing:] The no man’s lands are strictly off limits for such cute little angels like yourself.

Especially getting this close to hell-territory. 

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You’re a curious one, aren’t you?

And quite brave, to think you could cross a demon’s path and get away with it. 

Or maybe you’re just stupid, angel. 

Thinking you wouldn't run into somebody like me on your little adventure. 

Or assuming I’d be willing to let you leave again. 

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Let me warn you; from here on out, there will be a lot more of my kind.

And none of them will be quite as honorable as me. 

If you’re lucky, I’ll just let you off the hook and tell you to keep your distance from now on. But if I do that, how will you ever learn?

You shouldn't see demons as gracious, thinking you’ll always just get away somehow. 

Us devils aren’t like that. 

We can be quite cunning. Cruel, even. 

And I’d rather teach you myself, than let another filthy imp do with you as it pleases. 

It was me who found you, after all. 

First come, first served.

[cocky chuckle] 

How adorable. 

Are you scared, little angel? 

I can see you quivering. Slowly, backing away…

You’re not going anywhere. 

Not until I’m done deciding what to do with you. 

So many fun possibilities…

It’s quite rare to encounter an angel in this forsaken place.

Not even in my wildest fantasies would the thought of one, simply walking up to me, have come to mind…

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And aren’t you just a pretty little thing?

That wonderful expression is so entertaining. I can’t help, but want to tease you more. 

You’re just too much fun, little angel. 

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Oh, that adorable hint of terror in your eyes… The way your body is shaking…

You’re trying to act brave, aren’t you, little angel?

Trying to keep up that high-and-mighty facade. 

But you’re not fooling anyone, my toy.

You’re like an open book to me. 

The way your wings are tightly held at your body…

You’re scared, angel. Aren’t you?

Terrified of what I might do to you…

All those horrible stories you must’ve heard of us demons.

Your higher-ups want to make us out to be savages. 

Monsters even.

And yet, you still came here.

Looking to find one of my kind?

To see with your own eyes, just what we’re capable of. 

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Or maybe you didn’t believe what you’ve been told.

After all, you must be quite used to heavenly banter, deceitful morality…

They want to make you think you’re ever so holy. 

While demonic beings are presented as brutes, barbarians, even. 

Just so you won’t dare to approach…

But you still did.

[small chuckle]

Today must be my lucky day. 

To think that I was the one who found you…

You’re mine now, angel. 

And I’m not willing to share.

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Those morons wouldn't even know what to do with you, anyways. 

Me, on the other hand… I know how to savour you. 

How does that sound, hm?

[small, sarcastic chuckle]

Is that why you came here? 

Because you have a thing for demons? The danger?

[lean in, whispered/one ear?:] How rare it is to find an angel that’s already been corrupted.

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Are you bored of life in heaven?

Yearning for the taste of something new?

How adorable. 

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[short pause] 

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Aw, don’t look away now, little angel. 

Look at me. 

Or are you scared the sight of my eyes alone, will plant the seed of sin within you? [small, sarcastic chuckle]

Worried you’ll be too weak to resist my charms, and simply give in to your desires?

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[short pause] 

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By the underlords, you’re just too cute.

I wonder what your soul might taste like. 

[lean in, whispered/one ear?:] An angel is said to be quite the delicacy. 

Even a tainted one.

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Especially a tainted one…

So much more complex than any mere human.

Not as disgustingly sweet as a ‘holy’ soul.

Not as bitter as a forsaken one. 

Just the perfect combination of flavours.

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Tell me, how much of your purity has already been lost, little angel?

How often have you fantasised about encountering a demon?

How often have you craved the danger, the salacity [sa-LA-city]?

Does it excite you, my little angel?

Your purity. In comparison to me.

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What a naughty angel you are. 

Seeking the thrill of being craved by a demon.

No human could ever hunger for you, in the way a devil would.

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Such carnal desire is quite frowned upon among you angels, isn’t it?

You must surely be tired of it. 

Being told what to do. 

How to feel.

Let me show you what it means to be wanted, angel.

Give yourself to me. 

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[short pause] 

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Oh, no need to be shy now. 

You came here, after all.

Searching for something…

Something no angel nor god could give to you. 

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Let me be the one, little angel. 

It must be so bland and boring in heaven.

I can make things a little more interesting for you.

And if you’re feeling really wicked, we could see just how long you can still stay in heaven, as your virtue crumbles. 

Watching your soul decay, ever so slowly. 

Your mind, always clinging to the memory of my fiery kisses on your tongue.

Flaming passion with the kind of heat only hellfire can invoke. 

As more and more of that innocent sparkle leaves your eyes, and you begin craving more of me, with every breath you take…

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You can pretend to still be a pure, perfect little angel. 

A devoted follower of the gods.

When in reality, sin is dripping off your soul like hot tar. Staining everything it touches. 

Your wings will slowly begin to lose their bright glow, turning darker and darker. 

But just how long will it take them to notice the fallen angel in their midst?

A corrupt little demon in the making…

A head filled with the haunting memories of indulgence, the ideas of hedonism.

The taste of devilish ideologies…

Doesn’t that sound thrilling?

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I can make you feel so many things you never even thought to imagine. 

The decay of your soul, rich as honey on my lips. 

Dripping down your body, and poisoning the soil you stand upon. 

Until your once pure self has become only a memory, lost in the pleasure. 

A whisper in your ear, drowned out by sounds of desire.

A mere shadow, flickering in the corner of your eye, as you give in to me.

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Your skin, hot with indulgence. Lips, oozing sickly sweet rapture. 

Pure ecstasy, my toy.
Can you imagine what that must feel like?

Doesn’t the mere thought of it make your knees weak? 

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Can you feel your heart pounding in your chest, the anticipation building? 

Ever growing, until eventually, all of your mind will be consumed by it…

To only imagine the things I could do to you. Just how good you could feel by my side.

If only you give up control…

Let me guide you, little angel. 

I know exactly what to do…

Trust me.