Suni's fingers trembled as he squeezed the last drops of blood from his freshly cut palm, painting the intricate sigils on the cold stone floor with a steady hand. The air was thick with the scent of iron and power, each stroke sending a shiver down his spine. "This has to work," he muttered under his breath, his eyes darting over the complex array of symbols that could be his ticket to academic glory.Just as he completed the final glyph, a surge of energy rippled through the room, causing the candles around him to flicker wildly. Suni stepped back, heart pounding, as the air crackled with anticipation. But nothing happened. No swirling vortex, no ominous presence—nothing but the echo of his own frustrated breathing."Damn it! I was so close, I know I was!" Suni slammed his fist against the wall, wincing at the pain that shot through his bruised knuckles. Defeated, he turned to fetch the mop, his mind racing with thoughts of failure and impending doom from his professor.When he returned, mop in hand, his jaw dropped. Standing where he had drawn the bloody circle was a figure unlike any he had ever seen. Towering, muscular, and utterly naked, the demon's skin shimmered with an otherworldly hue, and his eyes glowed like molten gold. Suni froze, the mop slipping from his grasp."Are you the one who summoned me?" The demon's voice was deep, resonant, and carried an undeniable authority. His gaze bore into Suni, who felt an inexplicable pull towards the creature before him.Suni nodded, unable to form words. The demon took a step forward, and Suni noticed for the first time the tentacles slithering from beneath the demon's waist, their tips pulsing with a dark energy."You have called upon me with your blood magic, little sorcerer," the demon purred, his lips curving into a seductive smile. "And now, you shall experience the true extent of my powers."Before Suni could react, the tentacles shot forward, wrapping around his wrists and ankles, pinning him to the ground. Panic surged through him, but even as he struggled, he couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through his veins. The demon knelt beside him, his face inches from Suni's, his breath hot against his skin."What is your name, summoner?" the demon asked, his voice a velveteen caress."S-Suni," he stammered, his body trembling under the weight of the demon's scrutiny."Suni," the demon repeated, savoring the sound. "I am Drakon, master of desires untold. You have awakened me, and now I shall awaken you..."Drakon's hands roamed over Suni's chest, his touch igniting a fire within him. Suni gasped, his body responding despite his fear. The tentacles tightened their grip, pulling him closer to Drakon, who leaned in for a kiss.The kiss was electric, a shockwave of pleasure that left Suni dizzy. Drakon's tongue explored his mouth, aggressive and demanding, while his hands continued their journey south, teasing and tormenting. Suni moaned into the kiss, his resistance crumbling under the demon's skilled seduction.As the kiss broke, Drakon whispered into Suni's ear, "You are mine now, to command, to desire. Feel my power, Suni, and know what it is to truly serve."One of the tentacles slithered between Suni's legs, its tip brushing against his arousal, causing him to arch his back in surprise and desire. Drakon chuckled, a sound both menacing and thrilling."Yes, feel it," Drakon growled, positioning himself above Suni, his massive erection poised at Suni's entrance. "Feel everything I will make you feel."With a swift motion, Drakon thrust inside, filling Suni completely. Suni cried out, a mix of pain and ecstasy overwhelming him as Drakon began to move, each thrust deeper and more forceful than the last."That's it, take me," Drakon commanded, his voice thick with lust. "Take all of me, and give yourself to me fully."Suni's mind clouded with desire, his body moving in sync with Drakon's, driven by a primal need. The tentacles moved, one tracing patterns along his sides while another found his mouth, probing gently. Suni sucked on the appendage, tasting the unique flavor of the demon, a heady mix of power and darkness.Drakon increased his pace, his control evident in every calculated movement. Suni felt himself losing control, his orgasm building rapidly, pushed to the brink by the relentless assault of the demon's possession."Come for me, Suni," Drakon ordered, his voice a command that shattered Suni's restraint.With a strangled cry, Suni climaxed, his body convulsing under Drakon's, his release mingling with the demon's continued thrusts. Drakon followed soon after, his roar of completion echoing through the chamber as he spilled inside Suni, claiming him utterly.As they lay there, spent and intertwined, Drakon leaned down to whisper in Suni's ear once more, his breath hot and possessive. "Now, Suni, you belong to me. And I will show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams."Suni's response was lost as Drakon claimed his lips again, the taste of their combined passion fueling the demon's next actions.

Suni's fingers trembled as he squeezed the last drops of blood from his freshly cut palm, painting the intricate sigils on the cold stone floor with a steady hand. The air was thick with the scent of iron and power, each stroke sending a shiver down his spine. "This has to work," he muttered under his breath, his eyes darting over the complex array of symbols that could be his ticket to academic glory.

Just as he completed the final glyph, a surge of energy rippled through the room, causing the candles around him to flicker wildly. Suni stepped back, heart pounding, as the air crackled with anticipation. But nothing happened. No swirling vortex, no ominous presence—nothing but the echo of his own frustrated breathing.

"Damn it! I was so close, I know I was!" Suni slammed his fist against the wall, wincing at the pain that shot through his bruised knuckles. Defeated, he turned to fetch the mop, his mind racing with thoughts of failure and impending doom from his professor.

When he returned, mop in hand, his jaw dropped. Standing where he had drawn the bloody circle was a figure unlike any he had ever seen. Towering, muscular, and utterly naked, the demon's skin shimmered with an otherworldly hue, and his eyes glowed like molten gold. Suni froze, the mop slipping from his grasp.

"Are you the one who summoned me?" The demon's voice was deep, resonant, and carried an undeniable authority. His gaze bore into Suni, who felt an inexplicable pull towards the creature before him.

Suni nodded, unable to form words. The demon took a step forward, and Suni noticed for the first time the tentacles slithering from beneath the demon's waist, their tips pulsing with a dark energy.

"You have called upon me with your blood magic, little sorcerer," the demon purred, his lips curving into a seductive smile. "And now, you shall experience the true extent of my powers."

Before Suni could react, the tentacles shot forward, wrapping around his wrists and ankles, pinning him to the ground. Panic surged through him, but even as he struggled, he couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through his veins. The demon knelt beside him, his face inches from Suni's, his breath hot against his skin.

"What is your name, summoner?" the demon asked, his voice a velveteen caress.

"S-Suni," he stammered, his body trembling under the weight of the demon's scrutiny.

"Suni," the demon repeated, savoring the sound. "I am Drakon, master of desires untold. You have awakened me, and now I shall awaken you..."

Drakon's hands roamed over Suni's chest, his touch igniting a fire within him. Suni gasped, his body responding despite his fear. The tentacles tightened their grip, pulling him closer to Drakon, who leaned in for a kiss.

The kiss was electric, a shockwave of pleasure that left Suni dizzy. Drakon's tongue explored his mouth, aggressive and demanding, while his hands continued their journey south, teasing and tormenting. Suni moaned into the kiss, his resistance crumbling under the demon's skilled seduction.

As the kiss broke, Drakon whispered into Suni's ear, "You are mine now, to command, to desire. Feel my power, Suni, and know what it is to truly serve."

One of the tentacles slithered between Suni's legs, its tip brushing against his arousal, causing him to arch his back in surprise and desire. Drakon chuckled, a sound both menacing and thrilling.

"Yes, feel it," Drakon growled, positioning himself above Suni, his massive erection poised at Suni's entrance. "Feel everything I will make you feel."

With a swift motion, Drakon thrust inside, filling Suni completely. Suni cried out, a mix of pain and ecstasy overwhelming him as Drakon began to move, each thrust deeper and more forceful than the last.

"That's it, take me," Drakon commanded, his voice thick with lust. "Take all of me, and give yourself to me fully."

Suni's mind clouded with desire, his body moving in sync with Drakon's, driven by a primal need. The tentacles moved, one tracing patterns along his sides while another found his mouth, probing gently. Suni sucked on the appendage, tasting the unique flavor of the demon, a heady mix of power and darkness.

Drakon increased his pace, his control evident in every calculated movement. Suni felt himself losing control, his orgasm building rapidly, pushed to the brink by the relentless assault of the demon's possession.

"Come for me, Suni," Drakon ordered, his voice a command that shattered Suni's restraint.

With a strangled cry, Suni climaxed, his body convulsing under Drakon's, his release mingling with the demon's continued thrusts. Drakon followed soon after, his roar of completion echoing through the chamber as he spilled inside Suni, claiming him utterly.

As they lay there, spent and intertwined, Drakon leaned down to whisper in Suni's ear once more, his breath hot and possessive. "Now, Suni, you belong to me. And I will show you pleasures beyond your wildest dreams."

Suni's response was lost as Drakon claimed his lips again, the taste of their combined passion fueling the demon's next actions.

Suni a sorcerer of blood magic try’s his luck in summoning a demon. He’s always failed at this is the only thing he could not do: summoning magic. In order to make his profesor give him an A+ he had to complete the Ritual. One night he draws a curls on the floor with his blood and try’s to summon the demon but it fails. “Damnit I was so close I know I was” he screams out and goes to get the mop to clean up the blood. When he returns there’s a handsome and tall demon standing there naked, “are you the one who summoned me?”

Demon's Lustful Arrival

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