I pouted playfully. “Even if it’s keeping the demon at bay?”
“Yes. Maybe.” He buttoned up his shirt and cleared his throat. “It’s not really an exorcism if we have to fuck every second of every day, is it?”
A long sigh drawled out of me. “I guess not.”
You hearing this, Faust?I asked in my mind. The mental words seemed to echo, like I’d spoken into an empty room. He didn’t respond.
“It’s weird. He’s really not here,” I told Sagitta. “I still can’t believe he was telling the truth about disliking sex.”
“Me neither,” Sagitta admitted, looking thoughtful.
As the post-orgasm bliss faded, harsh reality trickled back. This fairy tale I was living wasn’t going to last forever. Sagitta was only supposed to stay with me for a week until the demon was gone. But the days were running out. What would happen if Faust wasn’t gone by the end of it? What if heneverleft?
Or worse—what if Faust vacated my body and Sagitta abandoned me to return to his normal life? Wasn’t this all just a job to him anyway?
My heart flipped inside out with anxiety.
“Don’t take too long getting dressed. I’ll make breakfast,” Sagitta announced as he left the bathroom.
“I’m—I’m gonna clean the wall.”
He snorted from the other room. “All right.”
I closed the bathroom door.
When I was alone, I called out in my mind:Faust. Come back.
A long moment later, he said, “I’m getting mixed messages, dear.”
The sound of his annoying, flamboyant voice flooded me with relief.
“I don’t know what to do. I’m freaking out,” I whispered.
“Yes, showers can be quite difficult. Here, I’ll walk you through it. First, we turn on the water—”
“You know that’s not what I meant, you fucking asshole,” I hissed under my breath.
A crumb of sympathy entered Faust’s reply. “Ooh, touchy today. What happened, Chase? Was your two-day-long fuckfest bad for your nerves?”
God, he was irritating. But my fear won out. I needed somebody, anybody to talk to.
“I don’t know if it matters if you’re exorcised or not, but Sagitta’s going to leave at the end of all this,” I whispered. “He can’t. I don’t want him to go back.”
“Is that a hint of yearning I hear?”
I was starting to get desperate. “Yes, okay? Can you just answer me like a normal person?”
“Do demons have personhood? Never mind. Why don’t you tell all this to Sagitta instead?”
I bit my lip. “Because...”
Because the thought of him turning me down scared the living shit out of me.
Since Faust could read my mind, I didn’t need to say it out loud.
Faust sighed wistfully. “Humans are so adorable. You’d let that man shoot his semen all over your ass, and you won’t even have a conversation with him.”
“Oh, my god. Please shut up.”
