The Devil, Part II

and lo...he lay asleep.

note 1* I need to mention that the devil was incredibly smart. It sucked. I mean this kid could outwit almost anyone I had ever known. Since the day I met him no one ever got the better of him.

So this one day we get in an argument over something or other and I start getting an edge over on him. Before I could lose my lead I declared victory and stormed from the room. I went downtown and hung out with my friend Mary and gloated the whole time about having won an argument with the Devil. I was gone for a good while and returned in the evening to a dark room and a sleeping devil.
Not wanting to wake him and lose my victory for that day I got undressed and into bed without nary a sound. I had a good feeling that when I woke up we would start anew and my chances of winning would be slimmer than they would be normally as he would have stewed all night plotted in his dreams.
In the morning I woke laying on my side with a view of the entire room. Out of the corner of my eye I see that the devil is awake. Well, not just awake but sitting on the edge of his loft/bed with his legs dangling over all nonchalant and smiling.
*note 2  I had built the very loft the Devil was dangling his legs over a few months ago out of two fallen tree trunks. I did it only to provide an early warning system against the Devil as he would more often than not mess with me while I laid on my bed. The loft allowed me to hear him moving around and slow his progress.

I was a little taken aback by seeing him already awake and just sitting up there staring down at me but I acted unaffected and continued laying there on my side.
"How'd ya sleep?" he oozed. Grinning sadistically.
"Good, real good." I managed, trying to portray my lingering satisfaction through blinking eyes and a little yawn.
Without skipping a beat or missing a breath between my response he cackled" Because you slept in my cum!"
As what he said to me registered I began to sit up and begin my retort when my cheek tugged and cracked loose from the pillow. I sat up in horror and looked down at my dark pillow case now wreathed in a milky crust.
He had truly came on my pillow while I slept drooling in the very same spuge all night.

I tried to kill him, but he is devious as I have already mentioned.