3 comments/ 10860 views/ 8 favorites A Half Demon's Diary...! By: itachidark27 A HALF DEMON'S DIARY...! [NOTE: I had submitted this same story last time...! but there were few technical problems...! some lines were missing which separated the paragraphs..! i know this made the readers hard to read the story...! & I humbly APOLOGIZE for that...! My dear readers... I kindly request you to read this story again...! I am sure you will enjoy it...!] * SWISSHHH! SLAP!!! He could see the astonishment in the other's eyes, even though it lasted only for few moments; when it was replaced by a smile. The other figure who was now smiling serenely stood straight & looked up at him. His narrowed eyes & an extra noble sweet voice greeted him, "My my... it's been a long time, hasn't it Dark?" Max stood up straight looking in his comrades eyes. He didn't have the same smile as the other figure had, but he had the same low slow voice as the other. "Yes indeed, Black!" Black talked in his same voice, "I see that your speed has gone up now. I wasn't able to sense you until your hand slapped mine. You always amuse me with your timing Dark." Max kept looking up at Black. He didn't reply because he knew that there was something else that the other wanted to say. "Now then," Black said, "hand me that girl over. My master had ordered her to finish her business." Max gave his first smile now, which he knew would annoy the later even if his plain elegant face didn't show it. When he had arrived here, he saw Black moving across to kill the girl. When Black's slender yet strong hand was about to touch her throat & rip it open as though it was some soft fruit, he had stepped in between them within a blink of an eye, slapping Black's hand & jumping few meters away from him holding the girl safe. Max gloated, "You know what my answer would be, don't you Black? Then why ask?" Black looked back. But he smiled instead of giving a loathing look, "Of course. You won't hand her. You always love to protect them, don't you?" Black straightened himself up, & tidied his long coat. He kept his hand on his chest & bowed humbly, which Max knew for sure wasn't purely humble. In an elegant voice he said, "Dark... you are most welcome to stay at our mansion, as long as you are going to stay in this... time. Now then", he looked up said before leaving with his back towards Max, "I must take my leave & get ready to prepare dinner for my Master." He was about to vanish beyond the encircling fire, which was still obliviously burning around them, when Max heard the faintest whisper of the Devil's voice, "Make sure she stays well away from my Master... or she pays the consequences!" Max gave an equal low whispered reply, "Don't worry... that won't be required." Black vanished. He kept staring at the spot where Black had vanished, interestedly. "Hmmm..." he turned around & said, "pffft... how come I end up making such friend?!" He walked sat down on his toes, before her, looking at her. "Hmmm... time to leave young lady!" He knew she was going to protest. But before she would retort, he lifted her up in his arms & ran his flash speed steps across the fire, on top of a tower. Before she could realize her surrounding with her eyes wide & clutch him hard so that she won't fall, he jumped from the top of the cathedral's tower to the towers near him & kept on moving forward. 'Hmmm... slim body line & bit bony body & small breasts. Her right side ribs are broken & she is having a serious trauma. God... Why did you let her through all these nonsense?' He was finally out of the East End of London. The towns were now thinning to the small houses & some cracked brick building of the harbor. He reached the old dusty building which he knew was safe. He entered in it through the window, & let all his weight fall on his right bent knee so that they land safely. He let her go. Instantly there he caught the left hand of that girl flying through the air. "WHY DIDN'T YOU LET ME KILL HIM YOU BASTARD??!" she shouted with all her might as she could. He didn't reply, instead waited. "THAT BOY KILLED MY WHOLE FAMILY... HE DESTROYED MY HOME... I WANT REVENGE", she stopped gasping air to breathe. "T...THAT BASTARD MURDERED M...MY... my... my whole..." She finally let go of herself & begin to weep silently, "I... I just... I am... a...alone. I WANT REVEGE! I want revenge. I want..."' her voice trailed off as she felt a sharp pain in her right side. She fell down on her left side clutching her right side, gasping for air in blinding pain. Max stood up & went up to her. He sat on his knees. He took out an old crystalline bottle having a shimmering blue gooey substance in it & poured some of it on his hands. He picked up her hand & rubbed the balm over her ribs. She clasped her cold hand over his hand as he touched her painful body. Her teary eyes tightly closed shut in blinding pain started to relax after few time. The pain had started to reduce now. She could feel his warm hand over her cold body. She looked up blearily at him before falling unconscious. "Why? W...why are you saving me?" Max kept rubbing her ribs for half an hour after when she had fallen asleep. He could feel her body's muscles relaxing as time passed by. But her body was still cold. He got up & brought the broken wood of the building to light up a fire. He seeped the dusty floor around it & spread an old tattered cushion over the floor. He picked up the girl & sat down with his legs folded, after he made her lie down on it. He removed his black coat & spread it over her. Now he could start with all his healing rituals. * She was falling... falling through the darkness... with ugly & gruesome faces floating around her. She was scared. Scared because it all started to get bloody all over. Gunshots... blood smearing across her face... cries! It all started to get dark again. She was falling in total darkness! She tried her best to grope around for something to hold, but could find nothing. She was in tears. But... someone caught her arm... it was warm... she could feel it rubbing her elbow & forearm... "W...who are you?" * She woke up suddenly but found someone pushing her back on the bed with her shoulders."W...who are...? Who...?" Dream! It was just simple dream. She looked up & saw the boy holding her arm, bandaging it. Her whole body was bandaged; she could see her legs & her lower abdomen bandaged too. She cold o longer feel the pain she felt earlier in her ribs. She looked around. There were many crystal bottles & jars surrounding her with some sweet fragrant smoke of incense sticks. Also she could see a bucket of hot water sitting a bit away from her, with many pieces of cotton drenched with blood lying around it. 'So... he cleaned my every wound?' She thought. 'Why?' "B'cuz you would have got infected with harmful bacteria. Your wounds were all soaking in your silly dirt & sweat." The boy said without looking at her as he was tying the bandages busily on her arm. "I saved you... b'cuz you needed another chance to live. Your time to die hadn't come up yet." He wasn't looking at her as he kept himself busy taking care of her, but, he continued calmly, "And I didn't let you kill him, b'cuz it was impossible for you to do so. Black would have finished you without you realizing that he has already sliced your neck with his bare hands." He paused after finishing patching her. "And b'cuz I didn't wanted you to burn in black flames of revenge." 'Revenge?' she thought. 'Yes revenge.' It all started to come back to her slowly, what had happened. "Thank you, Mister!" Max looked up at her with his eyed wide in disbelief. Her last word reminded at him about someone. She wasn't looking at him at that moment thankfully; otherwise she would have got a weird feeling about him staring at her like that. But, his eyes returned back to their normal size, & he smiled at himself; at his recent memory. He bent down & picked up the mess of cotton he had made while cleaning her wounds. He put them away in a bag & set a flame to it with his magic. He didn't want to bur it ear her nose. His fire let it burn quickly & fully quarantine it. He went away & washed his hands clean. "Are you hungry?" he asked her while fumbling with a package he had brought while she had fallen asleep. She replied, "No no. I am not... hungry." He smiled as he heard her stomach grumble. He took out a plate & poured the hot potato stew in it & brought it up to her along with a loaf of bread. "Eat! You need energy to get back to normal", he ordered her calmly. She stared at him annoyed by his command, but she wasn't in a condition to retort. She tried to move her hand, but she couldn't. "Ouch!" He sat down & looked at her right arm. He knew for sure that he had healed her enough so that it won't hurt her later. "I can't move my hand," she said. "Hmmm... don't worry. It's just your muscles giving up on being subjected to too much strength. Your hand will move soon." He said thoughtfully. "Now eat." She moved her left hand to pick up the spoon. SLAP! Max's hand didn't let her touch the spoon. "Not allowed to use left hand to eat girl," Max scolded her, "It's a bad thing to use left hand to eat." He picked up the spoonful of stew & blew it cool. "Sorry. That's what my mum taught me. Now say 'Aaa'." She was a bit puzzled, but she opened her mouth & took a bite. It was delicious. It went for half an hour, until he had finished feeding her & also wiping her lips with his white handkerchief. She didn't know why; she was angry with him for not letting her kill that boy, but at the same time she was obediently listening to every word he said. It was a feeling she couldn't understand. Maybe it was because he had just saved her life. Or maybe it was completely something reason. She turned left. He was sitting near the window, with his back against her. He was eating what was left in the package he had brought. He stood up & went to wash the dishes. The candles around him were glowing happily, showing his whole profile. He was tall; maybe six feet or an inch more. Neither thin, nor chubby; he was built lean. His skin seemed to be a bit darker than hers; tanned or natural maybe. He had short hairs, turned to his left. And, he surely had a broad back. 'Is it soft or hard?' she thought, & blushed a bit at it. He turned back & came back to her with a blanket. "Lie down on your back," he said. She lied down. He bet down helping her rest her head on the ragged but soft pillow, & spread the blanket over her. "Sleep now!" "What is your name?" the girl asked. "Is it necessary?" he asked. "Well it is; because I want to know the name of person who undressed me nude & then bandaged me!" she snapped back, with her eyebrow rose. She kept looking up at him in same expectant way. Max turned away as he blushed & answered back after some time, "U...um it's Max. And what is yours?" The girl smiled & closed her eyes saying, "I don't have any name. I was an orphan, picked up by them; the Circus." She turned her back towards him & said before falling asleep. "Good night!" Max kept looking at her with some mixed feelings he could describe with only two words about her: pain & sorry. * It was morning; the first gentle rays of sun were falling upon Max's face in the dark room. he had slept late last night after the girl had fallen asleep, because he had wanted to make sure she had fallen asleep, so that she wouldn't escape (which was impossible due to his magical medicines) & trying looking for any more danger from Black. Because only the he would have got to sleep without any fear of problems, as his sleep was like a monsters sleep; that wouldn't wake up even if he is poked, slapped or stabbed. His time travel had left him powerless. The chirping of birds was slowly breaking his sleep. He tried to open his eyes, sleepily without any luck. Slowly & after a long struggle he managed to open a small crack. He was looking out of window at the vast sky blurrily. But, something felt odd here. For some reasons unknown, his stomach was feeling heavy. 'It must be the blanket,' he thought sleepily. But again he could feel something pointed above his stomach, over his chest, poking him gently. He opened his eyed a bit more & closed them again after getting a glimpse of a something blonde. But, soon it dawned upon him what it was & he opened his eyes wide fully awake. She was sleeping over him with her arms around his back. Her chin was resting on his chest, her breasts were on his waist; but the thing that made him more nervous was that, her lower body lying on his sensitive area. The hem of her dress had slid up in her sleep, exposing her bare smooth-skinned thighs; & the angle from which he was looking; he could also see her bare hips. It happened again; his cock was standing hard again as it had been last night. He could feel her calm breathing on his waist & groin. The silent expanding of her lungs could be felt on his cock, which was making it harder than it was. 'What the heck? How did she get in... this position? Why she hugging him? And most of all why is she sleeping half on my dick?' Thoughts ran crazily in his mind. He didn't know what to do. But, he surely did not want to be found like this. He tried to push her away, without waking her up. But things went opposite to what he had wanted. Her head stirred dizzily. He could see her eyes slowly opening up. Max was trying not to panic now. She had finally opened her eyes & was surveying her surroundings, with her chin still resting on his waist. It took few moments for her to realize her surroundings. And with a slow dawn seeping in her sane mind, she kept looking up at him horrified; her eyes almost popping out. They kept looking at each other for a long while, unable to guess a single thing to do. Max had to do something quick. He was still in the state of shock but was trying hard to think of something to say to avoid any misunderstandings. Finally, gathering some courage, he tried to head this situation to a funny end; he waved his right hand nervously & said in the same voice. "Y...yo!" SLAM!!! "AAAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHH," she screamed with all her might, until Max shut her mouth close with his hand. He looked at her. She had slammed her pillow hard in his face, on his nose on his "Y..yo!" He looked at her incredulously, & let go of her mouth after she had calmed down. She was blushing red, but there was certain anger on her face. "What did you do with me, after I fell asleep you moron?" she demanded angrily, covering her breasts (which were already covered in thick bandages) & turning her back towards him. She was red in face. "Me? Are you crazy? It was you who was on my... over me when I woke up. What did YOU do when I fell asleep, you idiot?" Max countered back. "Are you nuts? Why would I want to sleep on your... your... I mean over you? Why-?" her voice trailed off when she remembered what had happened last night. She had woken up in between her sleep, when she felt cold. The fire which was alive at night was dead to ashes now. She was sleepy & wanted some warm thing to prevent herself from London's harsh winter. She had sleepily crawled in the dark, attempting to find something warm; and had fallen asleep inside a blanket with something warmer under it. Now she realized that "something" was Max. She turned her face around blushing more. "Umm, you... you are a pervert!" she mumbled. "Huh? And what gives you liberty to say that? I did nothing wrong to you," Max said truthfully. "Maybe," she replied, "But then why was your... thing... hard when I was over you?" She looked back at him now, with her face still blushed & her right eyebrow rose. Max looked away now, blushing this time. "I... It had happened naturally. It's not my fault that nature made us like that," Max answered. "A...anyway, you can remove your bandages now; your wounds must have been healed," he continued. "You are a creep," she snapped. "I meant you can remove that in other room idiot," Max roared back. For some reason, this was really going out funny, although it wasn't how he had planned it. She gave a distinguished "Humph" & walked away into other room locking the door shut. Max gave a sigh & went to put the water to boil for her bath. He blushed again, thinking about how she would look in her bath. Her nude body; small breasts, slender arms, a small trenched navel, her thin but round ass, small amount of pubic hair... He shook his head hard trying to shake away his perverted thoughts & continued his work. She came out after some time, wearing a fluffy towel around her body. His back was towards her, but at her noise he pointed his finger to the door to the right & said, "There's the bathroom. Go & take a bath." She went in without a question & slammed the door locked, after saying, "Don't peep pervert Max!" She turned back after she had locked the door & saw a bath tub, with water filled in it. She could see some steam rising up from it, meaning the water to be hot. She let her towel fall down & put her fingers in the water. It was hot, but not as hot to burn her skin. 'Hmmm, he is perfect in his work,' she thought blindly. She settled herself in the tub, feeling comfortable in the hot water; the cold was killing her fragile body. She rubbed her body with the soap thinking of the things happened in past days. The mass murders, almost getting her killed, getting saved by a total stranger, then again getting taken care of by him. She looked at her body in the water. Her wounds were nowhere visible. Her body was plain as it never had been before. She rubbed her body with her hands, removing off more of the sir. 'So Max is some kind of a wizard,' she thought. He did this all for saving me. He... she blushed... rubbed my entire body with his magic to heal my wounds. Her hand found her womanhood, while washing her body with the soap. 'His big hands... rubbed my whole body... he carried me... in his broad arms'; she was lost in his thoughts, not knowing that her fingers had already started rubbing her weak spots. She remembered the feeling of her chin resting on his firm but warm & relaxed-soft chest, his perfect waist which she had felt on her breasts when she had woken up in the morning. And then she remembered how his, hot hardened cock had felt against her stomach. She rubbed herself more & more until finally relaxing herself. She finished her bath & stepped out of the bath tub, then rubbed herself dry with the towel hanging on the wooden peg. She came out, & found him with his back still at her. 'Pfft! Why is he such a gentleman?' she thought. There were some packages lying on the bed. She wondered what they were when suddenly she found Max's voice answering her unasked questions, "These are few dresses, which a kind old woman gave to me, when I asked her for few clothes for you. You can wear them... until we go shopping to buy new clothes." She smiled at his words. 'Truly a gentleman!' she thought admiringly. "Ok, don't turn while I change," she said. She quickly changed into the nearest dress to her & looked up at him. "I am done," she informed him as she sat down on the bed. Surprisingly, the whole room had been cleaned up; not only from their last night's mess, but also all the dust & spider webs which she was sure she had see last night. Max turned around. He was holding a cup on a saucer in his left hand; his right hand was stirring a spoon in it. He came near her & kept the hot tea in her hand, going in the bathroom. "Drink it. And... don't peep!" he said before closing the door shut, with less violence. She kept holding the warm cup in her both hands, staring at it blindly. She was having a difficult time, with her mind lost in hundreds of thoughts. She didn't understand why... why she was smiling, when her other fellow orphans were killed last night; why she was feeling warm, when she was supposed to be feeling sad; why she was feeling so content, when she should have been looking for a revenge. Deep down, she knew that taking revenge was impossible after seeing Black. Yet, he wasn't able to kill her, thanks to Max... Max. She smiled as she thought of him again. What was happening to her? Did she have feelings welling up for him inside her? NO! She shook her head; this can't be. To clear her mind, she took a small sip of the tea. A Half Demon's Diary...! "It's sweet!" words automatically tumbled out of her mouth. "Of course it's sweet! Its tea isn't it?!" Max had appeared behind her, fully dressed. He was wearing a white shirt & black pants, which were both fitting his lean body. He continued, "Its Assamese tea, from India; cold in color & perfect in balance between the strong & sweet taste. Finish it up. We have to leave." She finished her tea in few minutes & got up ready. They both got out of the dusty building descending a set of creaking wooden stairs. "Where are we going?" she demanded, as they walked up the alley, into the hearts of London. "Shopping," Max replied in an exited tone. He had never been to shopping in his world. The thought of shopping in 18th century was making him increasingly exited. He had no worry about money, as he had a large amount of money in his account, which he had earned from Black's master, for completing some jobs for him. They walked for almost half an hour, when the street full of shops appeared. His demon eyes were enough for him to find what he was looking for in few seconds. He held her hand & walked ahead of her, knowing that she was staring at their hands. But, he dint knew that she was blushing behind. He led her into a fine shop, with polished frames & furniture. There were wooden mannequins standing in the glass window, sporting expensive dresses, of smooth silk & shining with a beautiful shimmer of glitter. An elderly lady in around mid forties came out along with her young assistant, greeting them. Max smiled back politely, when she asked what she may be of service. He pushed the girl behind him ahead & said, "Madame, let's get this beautiful young lady, finely dressed. It's her birthday today". She looked back him with her eyes wide, while Max continued without looking at her, "I want to make sure, she looks adorable from today, more than she is now... forever!" The owner of the shop, smiled enthusiastically looking at the blush on the girls face & replied, "Of course my lord! Your fiancé will be beautiful when she leaves from here." She pulled the girl inside along with her assistant & vanished in between the counters removing the finest dresses. Max checked in his watch, thinking thoughtfully, "This is going to be a long day." * It was evening. They were riding in a carriage towards the north. "Umm, where are we going? This isn't where we came from," the girl behind Max piped up. "I know this is not the way which leads us to that dusty old building-" "We are going to my farmhouse," Max replied. He was thinking about the amount of shopping he had done for the first time. He knew that it wasn't surely economical. "You own a farmhouse?" she asked surprised. Max just nodded, rather than spending energy in conversation. They reached his their destination in the when it was getting dark. When they entered the fence, a maid came out. He stopped the carriage in front of the door, where the maid was standing. He got down & removed down their entire shopping luggage. The maid greeted him with her usual elegant bow, "Welcome back home Master!" Max greeted her back & ordered his maid, "Take this all & put it up in the guest room Emilie. And you may resume the preparation of dinner. I can smell your curry from a mile." The maid bowed happily at his compliment & bustled up to follow his orders. Max helped the girl out of carriage. She was staring at the farmhouse with her mouth hanging open. "Is this really a farmhouse?" she asked unsurely. Max nodded nervously again, asking why. "Then why is it as huge as a mansion?!" she almost shrieked. Max didn't know how to respond. He just shrugged, indicating that there wasn't any special reason for his farmhouse to be so big. He entered the house through the open door left by maid. She came in behind him. They were standing in his large hall. There were few doors here leading to the kitchen, basement, garden & the maid's room. There was a grand staircase leading to the upper floor, where Max room resided along with two guest rooms. He saw her face twinkling with excitement. She was walking with her eyes fixed above, not knowing where she was heading. She bumped into him; her small breasts getting a full impact of his back. She felt a sudden urge to touch his back again. His shirt was so thin, that she easily felt his hot body's curves against her breasts. She looked at him look at her & then immediately turned away, probably blushing too. They went upstairs later. He led her to the guest room & left her alone to rest. After he had closed the door, she let herself fall on the softest bed she ever got in her entire life. She closed her eyes & let herself think of what she had felt at his touch. She changed & rested until the maid came on near 8:30pm to tell her that the dinner was done & that Master had asked her to bring her down. She got up & went along the maid into the dining room. She sat across the round table, upon which everything from bread & bacon to delicious curry & juices were set up. The maid served the food & they began eating. Max ordered his maid Emilie in his polite voice to sit & eat along them. She was very reluctant, but finally submitted to Max's puppy eyes which made her to fit in small chuckle. They finished dinner, but when she was about to get up, Emilie held her hand, motioning her to sit down with a smile; clearly indicating that there was a surprise for her. The maid got up & went in the kitchen to fetch something probably, while Max still sat on the chair, with his mouth hidden behind his intertwined fingers. He was looking at her with his calm eyes, expecting her to ask something, which made her nervous. "Umm," she asked, "Why did you say to that shop lady, that it's my birthday today?" At that moment the maid came in, holding a plate in her hand. Emilie kept it in front of her & went to stand behind her master. She kept looking at the plate for a long time, until she heard Max's voice answering her question, "I said that, because, it is going to be your birthday from today... Victoria!" She looked up at him with her eyes blank. But soon they got moist when Max finished, "This is going to be your name from today. This is going to be... you!" He smiled at her, stood up & wished her, "Happy birthday Victoria! Now let's cut the cake. Emilie made it!" he boomed happily. Her eyes couldn't stop flowing, nor could her smile be suppressed any more. For the first time in her life, someone had given her a proper name. He wasn't even her family, & yet, he made her fell like, family. She cut the cake, while bursting into tears. Max patted her head gently; Emilie was standing beside her too. As their morning had gone, there night went long too. She fell asleep, on the floor, where she had sat talking with Emilie. As Emilie couldn't lift her up to her room, Max picked her up & retired up in the guest room. He allowed Emilie to retire her to her room on the ground floor of the house. He reached the door on the on the upper floor. He entered the room, which was shimmering in the dim light of the candles. He made her lie on the bed & covered her with the blankets. She was about to turn & leave, when something caught his eye; the lace of her dress was almost open from the front, which allowed her dress to give almost complete view of her naked breasts. His cheeks flustered. He closed his eyes & tried to turn away, when he heard a faint sleepy voice, "Stay with me. Don't leave me here in dark. Please." Victoria had held his hand in her sleep. He sat down & considered for a moment. He could stay here for few moments until she fully falls asleep. Although he didn't like the idea of his hand staying for much longer in her soft hand. He tried to slip his hand out, but she did something more crazy, that made Max's heart beat fast. She pulled it up, & hugged it deep into her bosom. Max was sweating now, even if it was winter. He was feeling his arm getting engulfed in between her warm breasts; which was making him crazy. He was sure that something was pumping in him right below. He could feel t getting slowly hard. He closed his eyes, trying not to feel her breasts, but it was the wrong decision; because it made him feel her more. 'Small, yet so soft,' he thought. As he tried to turn his hand, his palm covered her breast. The movement of his hand had some effect on her too. He could hear her faint "uumm" of enjoying his touches in the dark. He wanted to get his hand out of there as soon as possible, but he couldn't. His mind was not allowing him to do so; it was telling him to let his hand there a bit longer. But no matter how much time it stayed in between her smooth folds, his "bit longer" didn't seem to be sufficed. Now he was losing his control. His hand had started slowly groping her breast. He could feel Victoria's heart beating on his hand. Her warm body was making his hand feel good too. As his hand begin to increase his pressure of pressing her breasts slightly, he could feel hers "umm"s getting longer in her sleep. Finally his fingers found her nipple. He was trying not to touch it or it could bring danger, but his desire to feel her was overwhelming his actions. He slowly pinched her nipple a bit. He could feel her stir in sleep. He kept on pressing them in his same slow way. He could see her body reacting to his soft touches o her private part. She was slowly arching in her sleep; she was getting AROUSED! He couldn't help himself much longer; his fingers finally pressed her nipple hard as he was groping her breast. There was a loud "uuummm ahhhhh!" & he saw her arc more, but now her eyes flew open. Victoria looked in his eyes for few moments. Then feeling something on her breasts she looked down & up again quickly, with her eyes wide open. She was hugging his hand hard, which was in her blouse. She blushed hard & was about to shriek again, when Max's hand clasped her mouth. "SSHHH," he quickly whispered out. "Don't shout ok?! Please, let me explain. Please I beg you." Victoria was angry a bit, yet she wasn't feeling bad even if he had groped her. She considered for a moment, & nodded; which made Max let go of her mouth. He put the fire on in the fireplace to keep them warm, & provide some light. He sat down & told her everything what had happened. When he finished he said, "I am sorry! I... I didn't do it on purpose, I... my hand just reacted... I am sorry again! Please forgive me." He looked down closing his eyes apologetically. Victoria kept looking at him. She knew he was telling the truth. After some time she finally found her voice, which was going to explode some time ago. She talked in a calm voice, "It's ok Max. I... I can understand. It was my fault too partially; I was the one who hugged your hand... in there." She blushed. "Don't worry about it." She looked away. Max sat there for some time & got up, when he found his energy back to move. He went across the room & was about to exit it, when he heard Victoria's voice saying, "But you are pervert for sure! Good night!" She turned over & slid I her blankets. Max smiled & wished her good night before heading out to his room. After he had closed his door, Victoria finally found her hand on her hand on her heart again. It was thumping hard inside. 'What WAS she thinking?!' she thought. She remembered how it felt when she felt his hand on her breast, but to be truthful, she didn't found it when she had opened her eyes... she found it on her breast the moment he had groped her for the first time. She knew that it was her who had hugged his hand, because she was half asleep when she did that. She got fully awake when his hand had tried to get out of her hug. But, she didn't stop him when he groped her; instead, she let him continue to do his hand work on her. She was aroused. She was sexually aroused! God this was the first time, she had let anyone touch her! But why him? She didn't know the answer. She kept thinking of what had happened to her, in those moments, until she had finally fallen asleep. * Things kept on going normally over a week. She slowly began to get used to her new life. She used to talk with Emilie, help her in work, learn stuff from her & even get some study lessons. She had learned to read & write with Max's & Emilie's help. Although, I all those time, she couldn't help herself looking at Max, when he used to read his stuff in is private library on the first floor. Twice she spotted him in his pants only, when he used to work out. Also she had seen him in towel, when he had come out from the bath. She used to feel really hot at such times. All these times she had wished to touch him, all over... that way. She would blush at these perverted thoughts of hers. But what she didn't know was that, Max had known every time she peeked at him. He could smell her arrival due to his demon blood. He used to watch her sometimes too; especially when she had fallen asleep at night. Even he wanted to touch her again, but his heart wouldn't let him. One night, they were all sitting inside his room, with the fireplace giving them light. He was reading, while the other two girls were talking. Emilie was the first to get up & retire to bed, saying that she would have to get up first to begin her everyday's work. Now Max & Victoria were the only one left alone in the room. The atmosphere seemed suddenly tense again. Whenever they were left alone together at one place, they would both avoid looking at each other, embarrassed of remembering what happened. She had always observed that Max would be calm & easy going when he would be with Emilie rather than when he used to be with her, but he would often be nervous when he was around her. She had even seen Emilie giving him a massage on his bare shoulder. It was the only time she had felt envious of Emilie. What really had made her upset was that one pretty morning while she was sitting in her room, she saw something from the window. Max had been in the garden; watering his precious lilies (she had no idea why he loved those flowers so much). Emilie was beside him, hanging the laundry, while standing on the stool. They were both engrossed in their work when, Emilie lost her balance on the stool all of sudden. Max sensing it, turned back quickly. He raised his both hands to catch her, but he tripped his feet on the rock behind his feet. Emilie fell over him, as he lied flat on the ground. The water can which he had kept above the fence toppled aside, lading all its water over them. Their clothes were wet. His right hand was on her back of the waist, while the other held her right breast. They were both red in face. But something was odd; they didn't seem to make any effort to move. Instead they kept looking in each other's eyes. Max's right hand slowly went down & rested on her hip & Emilie's nose touched his chest. To Victoria it looked like, Emilie was taking smell of his body's aroma. They stayed in the same position for few moments, before getting up embarrassed. Both seemed to make apologies & return back to work, without looking at each other. After that day, they still talked to each other as though nothing had happened. For past two nights since she had seen that she hadn't fallen properly asleep. She just wanted to be with him & have him, only... as hers. She looked aside at him reading & smiled. He looked too good when he got engrossed in anything. She stood up & began to leave wishing him good night. She was about to leave when she hit her toe on the bed's corner. She fell do her knees crying in agony. Max rushed to help her, worried. "H...Hey... are you alright Victoria?" he asked her in a worried voice. "Yes I am," Victoria replied holding her paining foot. "Wait here," Max said, "I will call Emilie to-" "No," Victoria replied quickly, that startled him, "I mean... she must have fallen asleep. It would be good if we don't wake her up & add more trouble to her at this hour. Owww my leg!" Max nodded, agreed with her. He looked at her toe. It was bleeding at its end & judging by his demonic eyes, even her ankle had to a slight twist, when she fell. He brought his stuff from the shelf & healed her bleeding toe first. "You can be gentle, cant you?" she snapped when he had finished clearing her bloody toe with the cotton. "Sorry", Max said in a low voice. "I... I will have to massage your ankle with this lotion, to heal it. But, umm, I am not sure I can. You can do it by yourself right?" Max looked at her nervously. "Why can't you do it?" Victoria said with a slight anger, "You can't let a lady handle this thing alone, you dimwit. Doing such a small thing won't make you a servant." Max was confused rather than getting annoyed about this. When did she become a "lady" he thought. He shook his head in disbelief, thinking how girls of this century are same like the one he originally belongs to. "Women," Max said in a low whisper. He picked her up & made her sit on his bed, with her legs stretched her legs straight. He took the magical lotion & applied it over his hands. He touched her feet & started rubbing it. At that exact moment, Victoria felt a sudden chill running down her entire spine. It wasn't because of the pain, but because of Max's touch. She closed her eyes instantly. Max kept on rubbing massaging her ankle, not knowing what was happening to Victoria. He rubbed his hand up & down. They were working slow & softly. His hands would also go around her back of her feet & massage her there. Victoria couldn't help herself much longer. She fell on her back, on his soft bed; her eyes still closed as they were, lost in ecstasy. Her breathing became a bit fast as Max's wonderful touches kept on playing their magic over her body's senses. A small moan escaped her lips. Max looked up worried that he had hurt her. But what he saw made his heart pump. Victoria had closed her eyes. Her hands were upon her breasts (he knew she had groped them just now, judging by the wrinkles on the garment covering them). He didn't stop. He kept on massaging her, pretending he hadn't noticed. He saw her biting her corner of lip. They were moist. Her left hand went down & touched... her groin over her dress. She was lost in total LUST! Max's mouth opened trying to call her name, but it failed to bring out any voice. She opened her eyes & looked at him; Max had unknowingly stopped to keep on continuing the massage. They kept looking at each other for a long time. It was Victoria who broke the silence, "I... I think... I love you Max!" Max looked away, blushing. He got up, trying to run out, so that something of what he was afraid of doesn't happen. But two hands came around him, hugging him upon his chest. Victoria tugged him back on the bed. She fell on her back, with Max falling upon her breasts. Max closed his eyes, as he felt her small but soft breast on his back. Her lips came by his left ear & whispered, "You love me too... don't you?" Max didn't want to answer. He had never forgotten his encounter with a ghost he had had few months ago: Rose. He hadn't gotten her out of his mind yet. The night they had shared their love for first & last time still was imprinted upon his heart. "I... I don't think so V...Victoria," he gasped, trying not to feel her breath on his neck; which was making his determination of not having another love session weak. Victoria's voice became sad, "R...Really? I thought... I thought you did. I wish you did. I... It's because of my missing eye right? I am beautiful right?" Max knew she was in tears. He replied in a clam voice, "No! Not because of that. You are beautiful! I am saying this honestly." "I know that!" Victoria choked, "I have seen you looking at me. Ad I know... those weren't just some perverted stares. Your smile when you used to watch me sometimes, were enough to tell me that you found me beautiful. This is why I love you. Because you are the only one who cares for me. This is why... I... I love you." A Half Demon's Diary...! She kissed Max's left side of neck. Max closed his eyes, feeling good at the touch of her lips. Hers hands started to rub his chest, while she kept kissing his neck. Max was losing. He squirmed in her gentle embrace, trying to get free. But the enchanted feeling he was getting after his body stayed touched with hers was weakening his will every moment. He suddenly got up, turned behind & sat straight looking at her. She looked sad down to her heart. Victoria knew that it was over. He didn't love her. It would have been better if she would have run away on the first night with him & killed that boy for revenge, rather than thinking of running away from that horrible feeling of revenge & her life. She had stayed with Max, hoping to get the love she always wanted. Meeting Max was like her wish come true. She looked aside, "I... I want to go! I want to kill that bastard! I want... reve-" Max kissed her on the lips. His eyes were closed, unlike Victoria's whose eyes were open wide in shock. She kept looking at him in surprise, before letting go of herself & hugging him around his back. She closed her eyes again. He kissed her more as she tried to figure out what to do, even if she was the one who had started all of it. Max's hands wet on her both sides of waist. He touched her waist as though it was something very fragile; precious enough not to break it. His hands went rubbing the sides of her waist up to her sides of breasts. Victoria could feel his hands touches the corners of her breasts. As his hands rubbed her breasts she started to push herself against him. Max's lips still remained locked with hers. They had forgotten that the door was still open, but they didn't care even if their sounds were going to be carried down. Max's hands pressed her boobs slowly, as his lips started spilling their moist mixed saliva. Victoria couldn't help it for long. Her hands went down from Max's back & slipped into his pants, rubbing over his nice hips. "And you... you call me 'pervert' you pervert," Max whispered breathlessly. It was the only moment their lips had left each others. "It's your fault! You made me horny," Victoria said as she gasped for breath. "Now then... Uuummm," their lips met again, while she whispered again, "My hands are having hard time, to enter your tight pants. Can you please do the favor of... losing them for me?" She kissed his ear & whispered again, but this time it felt as though it was filled with unknown excitement... of lust, "I want to feel... it... against me!" Max dutifully reached his hands don & unbuckled his pants. Victoria's knees helped him to push them down. Her legs coiled along his legs. Although she was in thin white stockings, the curves of his legs felt hot to her skin. And she finally felt it... the 'hard part' what she was waiting to feel. She felt Max pressing it gently against her private area. She could feel him being bold, but trying his best not to make her feel repulsive or embarrassed. Max's right leg went in between her legs, parting them enough so that his thigh rubbed her private area. Victoria shuddered & hugged him close as his thigh rubbed her sweet skin behind her panties. She felt it getting moist as she grinded herself more o his thigh. Max caught her breasts & softly pressed them, making her moan. He raised himself up & went down, bringing his face near her knees, while she laid still. He kissed her knees & started rubbing both of her thighs over his head. Her hands clutched the bed sheet below her, as she felt his wet lips kissing her hot spots & feeling his hands over them. Max's face went up & down, in between & around her thighs, making her to moan more. As Max moved his face up her thighs, her breathing changed. His hands started pushing up the lacey hem of her dress over her waist. He opened his eyes & parted her legs. He looked at the wet underwear. It was not attractive as the ones he had known from his 21st century; but they looked good for a change. His left hand went down under Victoria's hips, which she rubbed against his hand a little. Max raised his right hand & looked up. Victoria was looking back at him with tensed eyes. He smiled, telling her mutely that it was going to be ok. He looked back down at the moist region of her undergarment; which had started giving off its musky smell, & lowered his right hand touching her hottest spot, his middle finger being the one to fit horizontally in her crevice. As soon as his fingers made contact with her genitals, there was a low & slow "oooohhhhhh" which escaped Victoria's mouth. She closed her eyes as she felt a small ripple of cold current going through her body. Max pressed his fingers on her covered pussy gently, causing Victoria to toss her head aside in arousal. He started running his fingers up & down, very slowly, enjoying giving her slow pleasure. He could feel the area where his fingers rubbed growing wetter every moment. His other hand holding her hips below felt her trusting her hips, which he groped softly. So small they were, yet so ripe too. He decided to give her another ripple of pleasure-current. He pushed her dress more above her waist with his nose, making sure his nose touched her skin; while his both hands continued their magic "up & down". After he had pushed her dress up enough, he accomplished his mission by planting a very soft & wet kiss below her navel but beside her pussy, on her smooth skin. There was a sudden "Aaahhhhhh," which came out in a breathy voice from Victoria's lips. Max knew that he was clearly arousing her more. He kept on kissing more, groping her hips & rubbing her pussy with both of his hands. Victoria's both hands came down & held Max's back of head. She thrusted her pussy up; trying to get more of his sweet contact on her wetness. It was like her genitals were burning on fire, they needed attention; as if it was now or never, & she couldn't wait any longer. Max knew what she was going through her mind or more precisely what she was feeling. He slid his lips from the spot he was kissing & moved his right hand down to join his other hand in holding her hips. He parted her legs a bit more, before his lips touched her pussy, which still lay covered with panties. He could feel her stifling the moan, which would have escaped in a high voice if she hadn't bit her lower lip in pleasure. Max closed his eyes & started kissing her damp undergarment. Victoria's grip around his head increased. She clutched his hairs, & directed Max to lick her up & down the pussy. She could feel Max doing what she wanted. His ears brushed to the sides of her thighs. His nose & lips rubbed in between her pussy. She felt his hands coming above, rubbing her flesh all over. The pushed up her dress above her breasts & caught them again. He slid his wet lips up & kissed her navel before coming up back to kiss her lips again. His hands groped her breasts. They both sat up straight. Max's hands went back, pulling down the lace holding her dress; while she unbuttoned his shirt, looking in his eyes. They both got out of their clothes & sat in their undergarments. Max unhooked her bra removed it off. There they were; her small but smooth & soft breasts. He kept looking at them. "They aren't... ripe yet Max. But, you can try to make them," Victoria said shyly. Max looked at her in eyes, his mind confirming him that, 'This girl is bold.' He smiled at her boldness. His hands went around her waist & pulled her up to make her sit on his lap. Her legs were folded back, their eyes locked to each other. She hugged him around his shoulders. He held her by her hips. Her nipples were pink & erect; poking his chests softly. He closed his eyes & kissed her deep, their tongues licking each other. She bit his lips gently, moaning. Max pressed her more close to him. Victoria could feel a hard member poking her down in her exited part. She could somehow feel it pulsing. She slowly started to grind her pussy on it. Max let out a small moan of pleasure. He started grinding his cock against her pussy, unable to hold back his desire. They kept on groping, kissing & grinding the same way for like ages. When they had finally separated, he pushed her down pulling panties off. He slipped down his underpants too. She hugged him over her but shivered when his tool touched over her wet sheath. "Uuummm," she moaned, "That's somehow very hard." She kissed him. Max whispered kissing her back, "It is saying that it wants to make you... ripe." She blushed. He put his fingers in between her pussy & sent one first in, pushing & pulling it back in & out. Victoria moaned slightly, her eyes getting closed automatically again. Her insides were getting wet more. Max put in one more fingers inside. She arched a bit when he added third finger. He wasn't able to put in his fourth finger; she was definitely young. Max wondered whether she was even 18. After a small struggle he was able to put in his fourth finger. Victoria shuddered. He started to rub her insides slowly back & forth, to make her insides all slippery & moist. He kept his hand as much gentle as possible to make her more accepting without any pain. She let out her juices in a small shudder. She got up & looked at Max. Max sat straight & looked back at her. He knew that it was the time... she wanted it. He raised his hands & held her shoulders. Slowly he pushed her on her back again. He got up on his all fours & stood over her. His erect cock stood like a pole pointing towards her belly. He lowered himself to let his tip of cock touch her belly; upon which he felt a small twitch inside him. Victoria spread her legs apart, trying to breathe as normal as possible. Max held the tip of his cock with his left hand & touched it on her moist cunt. The moment he touched his cock there, he could feel his cock getting more hard & twitchy. He gave it a gentle push inside. But it didn't go in much far' "she was still so tight. He gave another gentle trust, leading his cock a bit further in the small tunnel. She let out a small stifled cry of pain. He looked at her tightly shut eyes. He lowered his face & kissed her lips; whispering in low voice while licking her lips, "Uuuummmm...! It's going to be alright dear. Uuummm....Trust me.... uuummmmm... Just hold on a bit more. You will feel good!" Victoria nodded a bit slowly trying to ignore the pain, & licking back Max's lips. But before she could realize what happened, she felt a quick & deep thrust inside her below. She realized that Max had talked her to distract her from his strong thrusts below, to cause her less pain. She let out a high moan, "AAAHHHHH! UUUUMMM!" Max felt his cock going in fully as far as it can. He started to thrust his hips back & forth inside her pussy, being gentle. But he knew that he wasn't going to last long being gentle. He felt the warm insides of her giving good sensations to his rigid cock. But the thing that made him harder to control himself was that her pussy was very tight of her age. He went humping on slowly for few more minutes which felt like long hours to him. He wanted to feel her more, but he couldn't go on fast to give her pain. But as time passed by, Victoria's tightly shut eyes in pain started to relax down. Her small cries of pain started to grow faint. He could feel her pussy spasm in pleasure. He knew that she had cummed just now. So he stopped humping. He heard her breathes calming down. He kissed her again on her lips, which she responded slowly. Now he knew that he could finally fill his pleasure along with hers. Max raised himself with his hands on the bed & rocked his cock inside her very hard. She let out a small, "OAAHHHH!" He drew his cock out & rocked it back hard again, leading her to gasp out her moan again. He kept on rocking back & forth in the same way, giving her two to three seconds of pause before pistoning himself in & before pulling out. Slowly & steadily he started to thrust himself in faster; causing Victoria to open her eyes half I pleasure. He started to increase his tempo of thrusting inside in & out. He could feel a load building up inside him. He was feeling that he was creeping more towards his peak condition. He humped on more deeper & faster as he felt he was about to burst. Victoria's arms went around his back. She hugged him closer. Their bodies touched each other, as Max humped her. She could feel his groin slamming her pussy hard. She was feeling so good that she felt herself nearing the climax. "Aaaahhh... Aaaahhhh... Aaaahhhh... Uuuummm," Max moaned out, "I am going to cum... Victoria!!" Victoria hugged him tight when she felt his trust getting more powerful & hard & suddenly slow; her pussy tightened hard along her body going stiff. Max's rammed his cock deep inside her pussy with a final powerful thrust; when he felt his dam breaking down. His cock erupted; bursting out his thick torrents of semen. He felt a large ripple of pleasure going on inside his body from his cock. It felt like he was not going to stop cumming, because it was more than he had cummed before. Finally, he felt his last drops of cum, draining inside her tight pussy. When he felt that he was finally all spent, he dropped himself softly upon her. Victoria seemed to be calming below him. They could feel their hearts returning back to their normal beating slowly against each other's chests. "Huhhh," Victoria gasped for breath out of breath, "Huff! Hmmm that felt... good!" "Um hmmm," Max nodded, as he started falling asleep. Victoria was falling asleep too. "Good night dear," he said before falling asleep with her. * Max opened his eyes drowsily. He thought it to be morning. But when he saw out of the window, the dark sky still stood before him he couldn't understand why he had woken up. He saw around. Victoria was sleeping beside him. They were covered in the thick blanket. He smiled & hugged her. But as soon as he touched her warm body, he felt it. His cock was still hard squeezed in between her thighs even if he had fallen asleep. He hugged her close from behind & held her breasts, squeezing them gently. Victoria moaned slowly getting up from her sleep. "Uuuummmm," she moaned, "You are awake hard already!" "Then what?" Max asked her, kissing back of her neck. "Then," she said in a low voice. "I am waiting for it!" Max didn't needed telling twice. He lifted her right leg up & guided his hard cock in her wet pussy again. This time it didn't take long as it had earlier. He pushed his cock in & out of her wet pussy. She turned her head a bit back & they kissed on lips while he continued humping her. His left hand rubbed her breasts, pinched her nipples gently, pulled her closer in him; while his right hand held her right leg a bit up, as they were still in the blankets. He turned on his side & lied on his back, pulling with her flat over him, his cock still inside her. His left hand went down, releasing her left leg as they were now automatically apart, & touched his wet pussy where his cock went in. He gently rubbed her spot, causing her to moan a bit higher. He pumped her more as she responded her cute little smooth ass on his cock. He increased his speed & rammed his cock hard in her. As he closed his climax, he raised his hips higher above the bed & rammed his final thrust inside her wet pussy; cumming out hard in her. They fell limp again with her on her back over him. They fell asleep. * Things started a different ways after next few days. Everything was normal apart from Emilie being lost in her own thoughts while she cooked these days. Max even found out some stains left on the floor which would be left by his maid unclean; which was weird because she liked her (his) house stain-free. He talked to her about it & she told that she was fine, except that she needed some money for her mother's health; which Max gave her generously. Victoria started getting along her life. She had got used to shopping in an elegant ladylike manner. She started taking care of Max's house along with Emilie. In the morning they would visit places around London, while in the night she would find her place in Max's bed. The only thing she hated was her lingerie. "Sheesh," she said one night after they had finished having sex & lying naked. "These are so lousy! I hate these designs. I can do better than that." "Hmmm", Max said thoughtfully, "If you want, you can design & make them on your own in the shop I own here in this time." "Of course I would love that!" she exclaimed happily, before her face going down again. Max had told her that he would have to go back to his time... as it was the time. He had planned to go next day, so this was the last night with him for her. He had promised that he would come back to meet her from time to time, to keep her happy; which was the only reason she somehow was able to smile. Max looked at her crestfallen face & held her cheek. "I will come back dear. I promise." He smiled warmly, at which she nodded back with a smile. "Now then," he pushed her on her back & held her naked breast in his right palm (they had started growing a bit, as far as Max had felt them in past month). "You hate these lingerie's, I bought for you. Do you hate me for what I have done to these?" He gently roped her breasts. "Uuuummmm," she kissed his lips, "No! I love you!" "Then," he continued, "Will you tell me why you love me?" She hugged him tight, crawling out her tongue & licking his, while they kissed, "Uuuuummmm... that's going to be a secret!" Max kissed her back, before slowly pushing his hard cock in her, "Uuuummmm... Victoria has a secret... Victoria's secret!" She giggled a bit before they went back to making love. * Max started his journey back home early next morning. Victoria cried a bit, but somehow was held warm by Emilie. Max had instructed her to keep a close eye on Victoria, to keep her out of trouble. Before he went back to the secret spot, he used to travel back to his time he was interrupted by someone who was riding a black carriage with blue curtains. Black looked at him from the riders seat. "Hmmm," Black said thoughtfully, "It seems you are on your way... back." Max nodded without any expression. A voice from the carriage came out, which he recognized was of Black's Master. "You didn't come by our house, eh Dark?" the low but matured voice said. "Sorry young Lord," Max said I a calm voice, "I was a bit busy. Ad it seemed you didn't have any job for me." "Oh yes of course," the voice said, "But if you come next time, do visit us. I will have a job for you." "Yes of course," Max replied. "Now if you will excuse me, I have to go." He walked past the carriage, before he heard the low voice of Black, "You did an excellent job Dark. If you hadn't kissed her lips at that first time... that night... & hadn't made love with her... she would have gotten herself killed, by looking of my Master, to take her revenge... to try & kill him." Black paused, "You are sly Dark. Though I admit it was a wise decision." He picked up his whip to lead the horses to start the carriage. "The love which you made with her in these days... made her forget her thirst for revenge. You did it on purpose. Although I don't know whether it was because of pity or love or duty or purpose..." The carriage moved away, so did Black's elegant voice growing faint along the distance, "...It would always remain 'Victoria's secret'! Take care... my friend." The carriage vanished in the mist. But as it vanished, a small smile appeared on the corner of Max's lips. He walked further deep in woods & vanished in the mist too. . . . . . . . Black was right!!! ~~~~