THE EXORCIST AND THE PREY

Date: 5/2/2019

I was a guy just like the superstars on magazines, tall, good build body. Plus my face looks great even with fiery red hair and a permanent arrogant look. I seemed young, in my mid 20s. My job is an exorcist, i collect and cleanse evil souls. I had a friend, a colleague. We had been working together for a long time. And, he was not human, he was an angel. As an angel, my friend was handicapped in dealing with cleansing problems. But why need collecting? Because to me, those impure souls made the best meal. The dream did not specify but i can tell for sure that myself in the dream was not human. Or not anymore. When the dream started, i was on a work trip. We went to a city by the sea, it was night and it was time for us to work. My angel friend did not appear a lot, he was taking care of different tasks while i did my own. But next to me always presented a human. Around my height, black hair, normal face, but surely was manly. We did not talk much, because i did not interested in useless chatting. I felt like i was the one who have the responsibility for his safety and that was why i kept him by my side 24/7. This guy managed to survive more than 30 years on his own with a physical condition that attracts impure souls. But when he finally got too many souls just following him around putting his life in danger then he met me. That night while i was working, the human was supposed to stay behind me. He was not allowed to leave my side too far. But when i did not pay attention, the stupid human was led away by a filthy soul. I got mad and that fury was beyond great. I used the cruelest way i could do to torture those souls. Definitely not something i would normally do, but this time they have touched something they should not have touched. The human escaped death once again. He was scared, but he did not listen to me so i decided i should punish him. The sun started to rise and it was morning. I rushed him back to the small house we rented, inside was dark. I did not even bother to turn on the lights. I pushed him on the dining table, his face was tightly in contacted with the wooden surface. I pulled down his jeans. And we did it. The human cried, he begged me to stop but i did not. The sex was rough but it was good. And it was not the first time for us. Again, this was not mentioned in the dream specifically but i know the human is my lover. I may be a hot-blooded lover but i did really love him.