Night Patrol 2

This is an entry into the

750 Word Project 2025

Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

Constructive criticism is very welcome

Daniel

I retrieved my warrant card from my jeans and held it up.

"I am arresting you under Section 3 of the Mundane Protection Act 1947. You have the right to remain silent."

"We were hungry!" whined Sue.

I eyed her. "Once the frenzy was on you, you'd have drained me dry. What are your real names?"

They struggled against the compulsion of the antagonist I'd slipped in their drinks.

"Elspeth Bathory," mumbled Caroline.

Sue struggled for a few moments before yielding, "Kalika Lestat."

I frowned. "Does your mother know what you're up to?"

"We never get to have any fun," muttered Elspeth.

"Fun?" I said, sternly, "the kind of fun that has me chasing you around London doing damage limitation!"

"Can I sit up?" asked Kalika. "My wings are killing me."

I nodded and retrieved my phone.

"Ooh nooo..." moaned Elspeth. "Mother's gonna kill me!"

"Once you get out of jail, very probably," I agreed as I looked through the list of special contacts.

"How did you know?" Kalika asked.

I sighed ruefully. "The sex was too good."

Elspeth laughed. "You're telling me! I thought I'd never walk straight after that pounding you gave me in the back of the car." She eyed me. "What are you?"

I held my warrant under her nose.

"Demon Third Class," she sighed. "Just our luck."

I snorted. "Oh, come on! You know the risks when you go hunting in the

demi-monde

. What if I'd been a male of your kind? You'd have been lucky to survive!"

"Wait up! How can you hold us under the Act when you're not a mundane?"

"Because you thought and acted as if I was one. Nice try."

"That's entrapment!" squawked Kalika.

"Nope.

You

approached

me

, remember? Not the other way round."

"You had your fun though," Elspeth said, bitterly.

"I had to be sure." I paused and grimaced. "I did hope you were genuine. I like you."

Her blonde head came up with a hopeful expression. "Really?"

"Really, really," I smiled and then, unbelievably, the little bitch had another go.

Elspeth

Our powers of ensorcellment fought for dominance and he grinned infuriatingly at me.

Dammit, I was the sex specialist! I orchestrated symphonies of lust,

adagio, vivace, andante

...

Even without the drug dampening my powers, I had no chance against his sleepy come-to-bed eyes, and he knew it. Now that I knew his true nature, I could imagine being wrapped in the achingly velvet softness of his wings during - or better still - just

after

sex, drowsing together in a tangle of limbs...

Kalika looked at me in disgust. "Focus, please. You're supposed to be seducing us out of a visit to the cells. These handcuffs aren't any sort of fun."

I threw myself on his mercy. Being a demon, he wasn't overly endowed with God's Grace, but we were all His creatures, so there was an outside chance that he was on the path to Redemption. He was a copper after all.

"House arrest?" I suggested, hopefully. He could visit; make sure I was behaving myself, stay for tea...

Kalika was appalled. "Ellie, he's The Filth! How could you?"

Daniel gave her a sardonic look. "

Enchantez, Madame."

Then he returned his attention to me, and I gave him my best doe-eyed maiden in distress.

He laughed at me. Bugger him, he laughed, as if I was some neophyte fresh from the hatching grounds.

"You don't give up easily, do you?"

I shrugged. "I am what I am."

Then he sobered and appeared to consider my proposal. Kalika watched him intently, willing him to go along with my idea.

"You'd save yourself a lot of paperwork," I murmured.

"You mother is a Regent," he mused. "She could enforce the contract."

Enforce it? We'd have to hope she allowed us enough autonomy to feed ourselves. But we would at least be comfortable.

"And I suppose I could drop by from time to time... Make sure you were behaving yourselves."

I blinked. Was he saying what I thought he was saying? I allowed my tail to gently wrap itself around his calf, the tip caressing his thigh.

He looked down at it. "Behaving yourselves should start

before

I pass sentence."

"Threesome?" asked Kalika, which was a bit of a turnaround from calling him 'The Filth'.

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves."

"Well, if it was head you were looking for, you should have said," I answered, skimming the flat of my hand up the bulge in his trousers.