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You collapse onto the sheets of your bed after a long day of work. Most of your clothes no longer hug your skin; only your underwear is left. Everything was so comfortable. Cuddling the pillow contently came naturally. The room's temperature was a little brisk, but that's quite alright. After a few moments like this, you feel a gentle warmth press to your hips. You dismiss it as but a figment of your imagination at first, but the sensation steals your attention when the wall starts glowing light flashes of orange and red. You turn your head and find a demon grinning mischievously at you.

Dark purple skin wraps around his muscular body and seems to be lit on fire until every flame suddenly swirls and leaps off him to turn into smoke. Clawed hands run along your body, one giving your butt a curious squeeze while the other gently traces your spine. You shiver, despite the growing heat. The demon's glowing green eyes look up and down your form. When you look a little closer, you notice his body was without clothes and a thick, throbbing, and dripping member hung between his legs. Suffice to say, he was hungry for you.

His fingers slip into the waistband of your underwear and smoothly slip it down your legs. Every muscle freezes at first, then tenses when the little bit of protection is thrown aside. Those hands flip you over and the demon proceeds to crawl, inspecting your genitals. You blush.

Those eyes then look into yours. He crawls closer. You see the general shape of his face - it was ideal for humans, with its wide jaw, its pronounced cheeks, hooked nose, intimidating eyes and handsome smirk, but there were plenty of odd aspects. The horns that erupted from the demon's skull are the first notable ones- the second is the hair. Despite the hard, almost scaly texture of the skin, a beautiful stream of red hair sails down his neck to his back- and, due to his position, over his shoulders, hanging in front of his chest. It shines brilliantly with just a low amount of light. As he draws close, his beautiful eyes mesmerize you. The only thing that briefly steals your attention is a glyph that overrides the demon's mouth.

When it flashes, you see a terrible face before you. Those eyes remain the same, as does the form of the body, but the face? It turns into something unfamiliar, with features you hadn't thought possible for a living thing to have before. Is this demon living? He is warm and in bed with you. Your senses directly acknowledge his every touch, like his hand stroking your jaw and lifting your chin. Before you can protest, you feel your lips press to his.

A sudden wave of warmth and pleasure seeps through you. His taste stains your lips, making them tingle. It is exotic, stinging, interesting and, above all, delicious. Your body quivers under his. You feel your shaft standing proudly between your legs.

When did that happen?

The demon spots it and his handsome smirk grows even more handsome. You notice his face revert to a more humanoid state. To say this is confusing would be an understatement, but it would also be insulting to the tongue running over your shaft.

You moan immediately when you feel it. Every time his tongue strikes your sensitive skin, it feels as if you are thrusting balls deep into a tight butt, or someone is going down on you and deepthroating, or that someone is giving you the butt loving of a lifetime. Then he stops. You note a glyph has appeared on your shaft, stretched along the skin. However, you can hardly focus on that for now. Instead...

You:

Insist he continue.

Wait patiently.

1** ~** The demon is surprised by your sudden request, but his reliably handsome grin returns. You groan softly as he kisses your tip, licks up the middle of your scrotum and member, and begins performing a rather sloppy blowjob.

It is obvious to you that this underworldly male has yet to perfect the art of fellatio, though his easy method still lends quite a bit of pleasure. You suspect this is mostly due to the glyph over the demon's mouth, but his sheer vigor and eagerness to please factors in a hell of a lot. You lean back and bite your lip while the demon's lips run along your sensitive flesh. It is quite a sight to see quite a hunk kneeling before you just to service your package, so you make sure not to miss it save those moments where leaning your head back and releasing a moan is inevitable. The demon seems to gain pleasure from your moans and brings them about constantly, be it through a thorough slurp, a gentle suckle, or a generous deep-throating.

You arch your back and run your hand through the demon's hair. Oh goodness, his saliva is warm. As it coats your shaft, you feel the poor member throb urgently. The demon notices. The throbs create more pre and apparently he likes it quite a bit. Every time some drips from your tip, he retracts his head solely to lick it up.

Although this time when your pre drips free of its meaty prison, he pushes you back on the sheets and quickly bobs his head along your dick. You blush, feeling the bursts of pleasure sweep from your dick to your thighs and back while not showing a moment of mercy. They keep coming, driving you to a steady climax...

...and then it dies down. Was that the glyph? You groan, not in disappointment but renewing pleasure. Your boner isn't dead, just slightly renewed.

You arch your back more as you lay against the sheets and receive yet more suckings. Goodness, will the demon end this?

Apparently, but not in the way you expect. His lips touch down on your body repeatedly as he crawls further onto the bed. When they reach your neck and his fangs gently sink into your flesh, you feel the demon's member run its tip between your buttcheeks. He lifts your lower body with one arm and quickly penetrates your butthole with his leaking dick, groaning instantly. You join his charming voice in a chorus by contributing a moan.

The demon retracts his hips and rolls them forward again. Again, you moan. How does this not hurt? His member is large and your passage is tight, yet...

You look up to the demon through half-closed eyelids, your mouth in a slight "oooo" shape in anticipation of an oncoming gasp. There it is and there he went, driving his hips forward. His balls rest against your butt. You wrap your legs about his torso and he rests a hand under your head. You see his features twist to accommodate the pleasure you are both feeling, though you honestly are benefiting the most from this intimate sprawl. The feeling of that member sinking into you so powerfully is amazing, even more so with how the demon merely pulls out half-way before thrusting once again. And then there is the feeling of his muscles against your body, especially the chiseled abs gently rubbing along your balls and dick.

Oh how your member drips pre. You close your eyes and open your mouth to moan. The demon catches you half-way. Your eyes meet his, then both sets of lips follow suit.

You've never been kissed like this before. Even omitting the lovin' currently being enacted on your butt, this is by far the most passion you've ever experienced. And the taste...

The kisses keep coming, despite breaks to regain breaths and to release cute little sounds of pleasure. The exotic taste wets your lips frequently, yet never grows tiresome or stale. The tongue wrestling itself proves to be a nice little addition to the sex, adding just enough to the experience to keep you interested without getting too distracted.

As if that is possible. Here you are getting your tender little hole plowed by an underwordly hunk and his big, meaty dick. It stretches you out with a sternness that you've never quite felt, especially within you. Each inch of deliciously sensitive flesh throbs needfully, creating some amazing friction as every ridged inch rubs against your inner walls and their hidden sweetspots. The pleasure becomes a blur. This male is so strong, skilled, and quick. He fills you constantly, slapping his hips against your thighs. He knows you love this and has no intention of stopping. Thank goodness; never before have you felt so good.

You feel as if everything is perfect in this crowning moment of sexiness, but then the demon pulls out. Your passage is left slightly gaping and coated with pre that dripped from the large member. And where does said large member go? Why, it presses against yours. The demon wraps his large palm around both slabs of manhood, then begins rolling his hips again. You feel the pre coating his dick smear along your length in this little session of improvised frotting, with yet more dripping down your tip as the moment escalates. Both set of balls touch far more than once and you can't quite be happier about that, having already been proven to be pretty gay.

The muscular body moving and sweating just above yours captures your eyes as your climax builds. You groan and hope to god this time your seed will burst through...

You feel relief squirt onto you. You also feel the demon's. It coats your face alongside your own seed, eventually slowing down to a drizzle that creates a puddle on your stomach. You pant gently, then tense your muscles as you feel the demon's tongue run along your skin. He collects both streams of cum, slowly progressing up your body with breaks to enjoy the tastes.

Finally, after cleaning up your stomach, licking all over your chest, and gliding the gentle organ up your neck, you feel him connect his lips with yours. You more than accept the unique mix of tastes, though feel a little silly doing so. After thoroughly enjoying your taste, the demon breaks the kiss and grins. "That was fun," He says. The purple hunk then slides from the bed and stands, showing off his natural beauty to you. "I've got other mortals to dominate, but you best believe I'll be back."

"I'll be waiting...." You say, lightly blushing as you gesture for a name.

"Ignacis."

With a smirk, the demon reopens his portal and disappears through it, leaving you alone in your room. You sit for a moment, then remember you still have some cum on your face. You decided to take a shower. On the way, you scoop some of the demon's seed from your cheek and give it another taste. You shiver.

Your body craves his presence again. Such is the cause of a seed of addiction planted deep within you. It never stops fueling the cravings. Thankfully, Ignacis never stops visiting your humble abode to satisfy your needs.

End

2** ~** He moves back and sits, spreading his legs and motioning for you to come over. You hesitate.

"I am Ignacis," The demon says. "If you wish for your pleasure to continue, come."

You start to crawl over, feeling the eyes of the demon run all along your body. His taste is still on your lips. You lick them to try and get more, yet find only a teasing, tingling sensation brushing against your mouth. Then your eyes settle on the demon's member. It waits for you, dripping beads of pre as it stands solidly and tall. Your lips hang slightly open and you feel yourself panting softly. You imagine the smooth, warm skin against your tongue and lips, then throbbing and sliding into your mouth. It must taste... exotic, delicious. You find yourself wanting to trace the veins with your tongue, test its rock solid stature with gentle nibbles, and suck on the flesh until you are told to stop; you find yourself wanting to do anything to perhaps get a thorough taste of the demon's seed.

Ignacis is an impressive creature. Everything about him is so big. His attraction, his muscles, his ego. You can't help but wonder if his dick would even fit in you yet you are still drawn to him, aroused and willing to find out. When you think about it, you hadn't commanded your muscles to move at all, yet they are propelling you forward, twisting your body, emphasizing your butt, and licking your lips. The demon likes that. His eyes glow brighter than before. You feel a palm run along your rump, squeezing the skin and muscles, rubbing the curves, and tracing your entrance with a finger or two. You glance back and see nothing there. Shame, having another demon present might've been fun...

You moan and crawl a little slower when you feel the "finger" sink into you. A protest leaps up into your throat, but you swallow it down. It hurts a little, but you feel the finger curve within you and rub against your prostate. Your dick stiffens lightly between your legs as you lift your butt. Through squinted eyes, you glance to the demon. His handsome smirk is present again.

Whatever force this was, it massages your prostate a few more times, then gives your bottom a gentle smack. Or what feels like one. You gaze at Ignacis, eyelids drooping and heated breaths and drool escaping your lips. Your body aches for more. The demon simply waits. He offers no guidance. He just smiles expectantly. You now notice how close you have gotten. Your hands press to the bed's surface on both sides of his hips and your face is on level with his chest. You kiss it. The amazing definition of the demon's body is now clear enough for you to properly behold, the curves and ridges and thickness of the muscles above all. Or that's how it would be if the tip of his dick wasn't pressed to your chest. A craving sweeps through your form again.

The demon gazes down at you with those beautiful, mesmerizing eyes. You gaze up at him once you feel them warm your skin. You couldn't resist. You realize he has you on a leash and is enjoying his dominance over you, knowing whatever you choose will be to his liking. He growls; he tugs on the leash, making you hunger more for his taste. It was manipulative how he presented you with such temptation...

Yet, you can't find a problem with it. After all, with that hunger growing, now is the time to indulge...

You:

Kiss his neck. (1-2)

Kiss his abdomen. (2-2)

1-2** ~** The demon relishes the feeling of your body smoothly gliding up his. He places a hand on your bottom your keep you on smooching level, yet curiously steals your act and starts kissing all along your neck. The devious, derivative lips go so far as to delight your flesh up until he reaches your shoulder, then the kisses double back. When they reach your neck again, the demon male bears his fangs and rubs them gently against your skin. You shiver and close your eyes.

As you open them again you find the demon peering at you. His features are so ridiculously handsome, especially while wearing that mischievous smirk. You feel compelled to kiss it.

The courage to do so comes flooding in and your lips grace his. Hints of surprise shine through the underworldly hunk's gorgeous eyes, but they relax and narrow within a second or two. Despite the first kiss being merely a peck, you seem to have piqued the male's curiosity. He wets your lips lightly with his own, watching your reaction the entire time. It is your turn to be surprised, but for the sake of frequently building up towards feeling mighty fine you quickly get over it. In fact by the time the kiss is parted you find yourself with your arms perched on Ignacis' broad chest, waiting for more. He gives you a look of amusement, but complies and becomes a rather faithful supplier of kisses.

As your mouth becomes accustomed to the demon's tongue and taste, your bottom becomes accustomed to the demon's smooth palm and stiff shaft. Indeed, you hardly noticed your body rubbing the cute, little behind up and down the large member. Even after you notice you can't bring yourself to stop. It feels so good and the way the other male growls in such a sensual, heated manner is chuckle-worthy.

They give way to an eventual smile. You don't realize why until you feel a gentle burning in your loins. In employing such a teasing gesture you have made yourself harder than the great, studly demon before you. (Maybe.) Perhaps this is due in part to your dick rubbing his chiseled abs? Or the male's gorgeous shaft rubbing against your entrance?

It makes no difference. Ignacis' palm guides your butt up his dick. When he feels it pressing against your tender, little hole, he moves his palm down to his member and pumps it gently. The smooth, rounded tip teases your insides with firm little rubs and small leaks of pre that wets your sensitive skin. You are about to groan when you feel another kiss press to your lips.

"Lower your body slowly," The demon whispers not quite as a suggestion or a command. "You have plenty to take in, so pace yourself."

You nod and lower your bottom as carefully as possible. The tip of Ignacis' dick penetrates your entrance with ease and leads the way in stretching your tight passage out. You bite your lip. The demon leans back on his arms. More and more of the member fills your body, forcing you to adjust your spine to accommodate its angle. It grinds your insides firmly as a reward. You bite your lip...

...and then realize this doesn't hurt at all. You still pull your hips back up due to hesitance. Would this make it impossible to walk in the morning? You find the demon is too busy groaning and flexing his muscles to answer. You continue, not wishing to disturb the wondrous sight.

Your sweet spots are swiftly ignited by the thick, throbbing dick sinking into you repeatedly. You close your eyes and moan. "It's been awhile since a male's body pleasured me like this," Ignacis says with a chuckle. "Seems I stumbled into the right bed tonight."

In response to this, you lift your bottom while wiggling it. The demon grins as his dick is jerked around slightly and engulfed by the beautiful body before him right afterwards. You feel his balls on your bottom. His feels yours on his abdomen. You both share another kiss as you rise once again.

For the ensuing thrusts, you feel both of the demon's big, smooth hands latch onto your hips. They keep you from continuing with your regular movements, instead gently wiggling your hips for you as your bottom drops to his lap. The demon's thick, round tip rubs against the edges of your passage before the ridged body settles in. Pre drips only to be smeared along your insides. You can hardly believe how pleasurable the warm, sticky fluid feels and have have next to no time to contemplate it. While your legs quiver lightly, Ignacis lifts your hips and lowers them again. Feeling his fat member surging into you wakes you up right quick. You rejoin the motions.

You think that at any moment the stud controlling your hips might take complete control of the situation, raiding your poor little butt regardless of whether or not you are ready for some ass-wrecking fun, but he actually merely assists you and takes over when you feel a little too overwhelmed. He cheers you on with compliments such as:

"You are the cutest mortal to ever ride my dick."

"Keep up the good job working that amazing ass, babe. You can do it."

And, "Every time you tense I feel like I'm in heaven."

You also find his exotic taste gracing your lips and his curious palms massaging your violated rump. All these little spirit boosters keep you going for a little while, but eventually your legs grow too tired. The demon notes this immediately and chuckles. "Shall I take over, hon?" He asks.

You nod and find yourself on your back a moment later. Your legs lift up along the demon's sides and wrap around his frame as he fucks you missionary style. You expected a blur of pleasure to take you in this moment, but instead there is a slow building, warm pressure that allows you to enjoy every detail of the moment. At the forefront of this is, of course, the demon's dick, which plunges so deep that his balls rest against your butt with each thrust. Your package, in turn, presses against his abs. You feel every little ridge of his thick, throbbing member run against your insides, especially when they cross paths with your prostate. The angling of the smooth lovin' demands that this be so.

As you are subjected to the way the hunk delights mortal cutiebutts, you take the moment to gander up at his flexing, glistening frame. Sweat drips from his thick muscles onto your skin which each fluid, yet rigorous, thrust. You reach up to feel just how hard they are apparently working, catching the attention of the handsome male himself. Feeling your hands glide over his chest and down his arms snaps him out of his mid-sex trance right quick. He smiles as your hands jump up to feel his stern jaw. He leans down and initiates a sweet little session of kisses, tying your tongues as intimately as he ties your bodies.

As the latter becomes more heated, the former comes undone. You arch your back and moan. Pre spurts from your tip just before it stiffens stubbornly. The demon retracts his hips and replicates the thrust. Your body tenses in response to the sudden pleasure, squeezing his dick rather nicely. He drives into you, exploiting this newfound fuck button that has you getting so worked up, in turn getting himself milked so very thoroughly by your body. Once Ignacis wraps his palm around your shaft, your fate is sealed.

Your seed stains your neck, chest, and stomach a moment later. The demon's seed, on the other hand, fills your butt, warming you up like never before.

You pant softly as the demon enjoys the last of your butt's contractions. He kisses you one last time, tracing your lips with his tongue as he pulls away. "I think the both of us need to clean up a little, eh?" The demon suggests with a charming smile...

You:

Suggest remaining in bed. (1-3)

Suggest hitting the showers. (2-3)

1-3** ~**"As you wish," Ignacis says with smirk.

You gasp when his member slides out of your passage and again when you feel the demon drag you backwards onto himself after flipping you over.

You rest on his body, making the intended sixty-nining position a little difficult to work with. However, Ignacis is an understanding male. You are allowed to take five while he pulls your bottom back and gently begins licking your abused little hole. It seems that the cleaning will go off without a hitch in both the possible scenarios.

Moans sail from your mouth instead of complaints. How could they not with such a smooth tongue cleaning up your leaking bottom? Your wiggle your rump in the midst of the treatment, earning it a firm straightening and a chuckle from the demon. "Come on, I'm trying to work here," He says. His hips quickly lurch forward, bopping the male's dick against your nose. Some cum remains there. "Why don't you join the fun?"

A silent acceptance of this request causes you to engulf Ignacis' member, which pleases him greatly. The rimming of your tight little hole continues, introducing light waves of pleasure between your legs as you work the demon's meat with your mouth. The impressive member amazingly stiffly stands tall and proud regardless of the fact that it emptied a load into you not too long ago. It seems as if the demon didn't even suffer even a slight case of flaccidity. Either that, or he's quick to get horny. Honestly, both are very plausible.

In any case, your mouth glides over the thick demon shaft, restoring its previous throbbing attribute. It feels good to clean Ignacis' seed from his own sensitive skin just to get a little taste. In fact, the more vigorously you taste the stud's dick, the more the underworldly male fondles your rump while stimulating your insides with his tongue. Thus you continue to worship his manmeat, delivering a bounty of pleasure that is beyond what you were asked for.

It is beyond the point of cleaning for the both of you and yet you still continue on, bobbing your head along the tasty, underworldly dick, gently suckling its fat tip, and massaging the balls that delivered quite a warm and sticky sensation to your insides. Ignacis lays back with an amazed and dazed look on his face. He can't quite believe it when a mere human so smoothly deepthroats his member and yet here he is enjoying such a phenomenon. This is indeed the most ideal bed he could have crawled into this night.

Despite being beyond the point of proving humans can blow with the best of the demons, your mouth remains ever persistent in engulfing demon dick. Ignacis decides to reward you for supplying him with a tight, warm, and very fresh hole to violate for the second time tonight by resuming the rimming of your cute little bottom with an added handjob. Much like his blowjobs, this is a rather sloppy rendition, but it more than gets the job done. To put it another way: Your boner returns with a leaking vengeance, encouraging you to passionately service some demon dick.

Being an admittedly amazing partner, the demon whose dick you service manages to actually reward you on both ends. For the small troubles you put yourself through in order to deliver licks and slurps and suckles of the highest caliber to the impressive member jammed squeezed between your lips, you are treated to the delightful tastes of freshly milked demon seed. You work for more, playing right into Ignacis' pants again. As if you mind.

Unfortunately, the play time ends quickly. Due to how talented you are with your mouth, you feel the demon dick stiffen and release a steady stream of pre. You continue bobbing your head along it, making its throbbing all the more intense and justified. Ignacis groans loudly as his beefy body tenses below you and forces his torso back against the sheets. Fear not, as your rewards are hardly forgotten; his hand continuously strokes your dick while the other groups two digits together and fingers your insides. You lift your butt and feel your sensitive flesh rub over the hardened texture of the demon's chest after a fresh pump from that smooth palm. Your cock stiffens and drips pre onto the handsome male's muscles. You release a groan around his dick, delighting it with a stinging wave of warm breath as your lips slide up its length. You rest your mouth on the tip while the body is treated to a few strokes of the hand to take its orgasm the rest of the way.

You feel a wealth of tasty demon seed flood into your mouth just as your own load spills onto the demon's gorgeous body. His abs are lightly covered with streams of white, sticky liquid while all of his remain within you. Your lick your lips at the end of his orgasm, having bobbed your head lightly throughout just to keep him going. Now Ignacis' dick seems to be tired out. The impressive thing slowly softens before you. You chuckle and kiss the tip just before the demon says, "Hey, you made another mess."

"Duly noted," You say mischievously.

With droplets of seed still dripping from your tip, you back your body up and teasingly run your package over ignacis' face. The demon is colored surprised for the first few moments, then counters by lifting your lower body and gently taking your dick into his mouth. You blush and moan more often than not as he sucks the rest of the cum from your member.

After you too have been sufficiently milked, he turns you onto your side and grins. "You're lucky I'm a good sport," He says with a chuckle. "Now finish the rest of your job properly. Or else."

You wiggle your butt defiantly, yet you still comply. Your tongue glides over Ignacis' hot frame as you collect the rest of your seed, swallow most of it down, and meet Ignacis for a kiss. He happily returns it. "Good boy," He says.

You cuddle up to him and silently insist that he remain for the night. It takes the promise of your orifices being more than available for some morning violating to get him to stay for sure, but it's more than worth it. You have the feeling that his claims that he would leave are bluffs, but you can hardly bring yourself to dwell on it for too long with thoughts of the mornin' lovin' that awaits you swimming about in your head.

End

2-3** ~**"As you wish," Ignacis says with smirk.

You gasp as you feel the hunky male lift you and hold you tightly. He slips from the bed and calmly starts walking towards the bathroom. You groan the entire way. Why? Well, his deliciously thick member still resides within your passage. Due to the way the demon walks, your body bounces up and down, pumping Ignacis' dick the entire way.

By the time you two reach the shower room your legs feel like noodles. Naturally, that is the point at which you're put down. You spin and press your arms to the wall after stumbling, panting softly as you feel cum leak from your butt. Even while so distracted by that, it's hard to not sense the demon moving behind you. Big, smooth hands grab your hips. You gasp again. "I-Ignacis!" You try to say in protest.

"Don't worry, babe. I'll clean you up real good," The hunk cuts you off, sinking his fat dick into you again. A groan leaves your lips and your hips swirl back, causing your butt to meet that warm groin long before this is intended. You can practically feel ignacis' grin radiating heat against the back of your neck. "Right after some sloppy seconds."

What proceeds is some of the roughest sex of your life. If tender fucking on your bed qualifies you as Ignacis' lover, this makes you his bitch. Over and over his hips crash against yours, propelling that wonderful member deep within you. It works your ass like you suspect no other could. None of your sweet spots are even remotely safe and all are quite thoroughly exploited. The last load of cum that still warms your insides is joined by new batches of pre, which mix around and really lube you up. You are forever grateful of this.

You are also grateful for the dick that provided the pre. Despite how it abuses your tender little hole just to violate you as deep and frequently as possible, you cannot deny the pleasure. You cannot deny that if Ignacis is to do this again you will cutely protest, then spread your legs apart and take it happily. Like a man, even. This is perhaps the hottest part of the experience for the demon. He knows that you love how he sexin's yo booty and will continue to wow you with his skill well into the future. A seed has been planted within you and from it blooms a craving. You are addicted. Your body may grow weary from the intimacy from time to time, but the lust will remain. Mating with this male may briefly quench the thirst for more, but this relief only makes the need burn more intensely with time. When you moan for more, Ignacis will be there for you. Always.

A needy moan leaves your lips as you feel the demon slow his thrusts without sacrificing any power or deepness. The thickly muscled frame tenses against yours. His smooth lips press to your neck and his warm hands rub all along your body, with one intentionally dipping down to your dick. You moan louder and push your butt back against the male's hips. "Patience," He whispers with a chuckle.

You feel cum leak from your tip as the demon slowly makes love to you, tenderly hitting your sweetest spots and grinding so thoroughly against your prostate that you are almost left breathless. It doesn't help that his hand strokes your cock so skillfully, directly conflicting with the sloppiness of the sex beforehand. In fact, it all contradicts that. You hardly mind, especially whenever Ignacis thrusts deep enough for his balls to press against your cute little butt. You arch your back and feel pleasure shoot up your spine, but it's not enough. "I-Ignacis..." You groan.

"Just a little more," The demon says with a big smile.

The last few thrusts are both heaven and hell. Their speed is absolutely torturous, yet the delightful friction they create makes every second worth savoring. You silently applaud the hunky male for making this otherwise humdrum slice of semi-consensual shower sex quite memorable. You glance back and commit the pleasured face that Ignacis makes during that final, crucial thrust.

However, it is not him who cums. In fact, you feel him still pumping your ass with his dick all the way through your orgasm, causing it to be quite off time, unpredictable, and very, very intense. You groan throughout it, amazed that, by the end, he's still going. Your hole lazily allows him to violate it after putting so much effort into those contractions. It almost seemed like a sure thing that they would milk him for all he's worth.

But no, the male pulls out and says, "On your knees, bitch."

You obey. After getting on your knees before this beautifully powerful male, you run your hands along his muscular hips and gently start bobbing your head along his dick. He is pleased. A big hand runs along the back of your head, then holds it in place as the demon gyrates his hips, filling your mouth with his dick. You accept this happily, loving the texture of the gorgeous member and the taste of its skin and dripping seed.

However, the demon seems to think that your orifices have been filled with enough of his cum. He pulls his dick from your mouth and starts pumping the fleshy thing. You watch in amazement, half from how darn sexy the smirking demon is in the midst of such a simple act and half from how you managed to take something that big up the butt. You are left with little time to contemplate such things as you feel a warm stream of cum land on your face. Your eyes quickly close as more falls onto you, lightly soaking your body. You open your mouth at the slightest chance that you might catch some and find yourself greatly rewarded. Not by cum landing in the desired spot but by the demon stepping back forward and facefucking you through the rest of his orgasm.

You groan around his dick, happily drinking down the rest of the cum that spills from it. Eventually, you are given free reign to do as you wish once again. You lean forward and kiss the tip of Ignacis' softening member, then fall back onto your butt. You wince and lay on your side. The demon just laughs.

"Now you know what to expect should you wish to shower with me," The demon says with the most satisfied voice a male could ever muster. "Speaking of which, shall we finally clean you up?"

You tell him to let you catch your breath. He decides to teabag you as you do so. Thankfully, this is not the last time you have large demon genitals rested on your face.

End

2-2** ~** You lower your head a little further after feeling those rock hard muscles under your lips and find you hypothesized right.

When you run your tongue along the demon's member, you taste something unlike you've ever tasted before. It is wonderful, delicious, though not in the same vein as food. It is a persuasive treat in order to convince your instincts that this is right and necessary. It tastes exactly how you imagine it would taste, yet not like that at all. And the texture... it is just right too. Perhaps not ideal, but you find the slight roughness of the skin to be more interesting than the expected smoothness. Naturally, the warmth keeps your senses tingling and head in motion to experience those sensations more. You lick up the length of the dick again, showing an eagerness Ignacis appreciates. He rests a hand on your head, which tenses every time you seem to do a good job. You find the way the demon groans cute. It is a pleasant sound. You strive to hear it more.

Surprise is no stranger to this moment; a demon appears, appeals to or instills these desires within you, and you go down on him merely to please him, somehow fitting that thick member between your lips. You lower your head just enough to feel the tip of the dick almost touch the back of your throat, causing your head to slip back up. A loud slurp escapes your lips. Ignacis lightly, though still forcefully, keeps you from pulling your mouth away. There is no real reason to mind this. You want to taste his sensitive flesh further, anyhow.

You lick and slurp the demon's dick vigorously. The buff creature tenses frequently, lifting his legs slightly, curling his toes, shifting the weight from one buttcheek to another while arching his spine, moaning and groaning in that deep, echoing tone. Pre drips from his tip often. It also brings a new taste to your tongue, thus rising the ambition to collect as mainly drops and streams as possible. You even decide to cheat somewhat by pumping the base of the too-long-to-swallow member and fondle the male's sack. It was likely impossible to reach those last few inches, so what harm could such a trick do? Hell, Ignacis takes no issue with it, too focused on how tight, warm, and moist your mouth was.

A little experiment enters your mind. When the demon relaxes his hand, you pull off, licking the creature's tip to quell any disappointment, and gently nibble his cock. "You are amusing," He says brightly after a gentle chuckle.

That large, strong palm runs down the back of your head affectionately, not forcefully. You feel it run along the side of your face, down your jaw, and to your chin, lifting it as you give another lick to his member. His eyes catch yours. Desire burns within you as brightly as that beautiful green. You whimper and feel your lips pucker and press to Ignacis' fiery flesh. "You have discovered your needs, haven't you?" He asks, his alluring voice carrying a flattered, excited tune. You wiggle your butt and continue to suckle the member that had rested against your face, earning another charming chuckle from its owner. "Show me what you desire, mortal."

As if the demon didn't already know...

You:

Hesitate. (1-4)

Obey. (2-4)

1-4** ~** Those eyes focus on you for awhile. Steadily, that handsome face comes to grin wickedly. The palm on your chin steadily draws each claw along your skin, then retreats. It closes into a fist, as if holding something, then tugs at the air. You feel a tug on your neck as if you were wearing a leash. The strong male is gentle and merely establishes its presence. Still, you cannot see it and are appropriately surprised. He lightly tugs it again and you come closer. "Tell me, mortal..." The demon says, waiting until you are close enough to continue, at which point he kisses you, sending that familiar wave of pleasure through your body. "...what do you desire?"

You shiver. "You," You mumble, the words coming naturally. "Your wants, your needs."

Ignacis chuckles and gets onto his hands and knees. He stalks around you, holding the leash's end in his mouth. His hands run along your form, lowering your chest to the sheets while massaging your shoulders. Those claws trace your spine. Another shiver flows through you. You feel those strong, yet frequently gentle, palms run along your sides, hooking onto your hips when they've had enough of your smooth skin and slight curves. The demon is still crawling. You feel his lips press to the bottom of your spine, then his tongue runs along your entrance.

Now that isn't fair. Two amazing sensations flow through you, causing pre to all but spurt from your tip. You start to clench the sheets when you feel the tongue lash out again. Every time it crosses your tender hole, you swear it was as if the demon was already thrusting into you. You groan to convey this thought. Ignacis continues on, giving you every reason to continue your adorable groaning.

When it almost seems as if you might cum, the demon holds his tongue. He runs one palm along your dick, making you feel on the edge of your climax. You gasp and feel it die down slightly despite the fact that the same palm begins pumping your dick. You're confused, but it feels too good to really question. Pairing that with the impressive member still soaked with your saliva pressing to your vulnerable bottom, all logic seems to hightail it from your mind. You can't help but allow your eyes to glance over your shoulder. The demon is leaning over you, his muscles lightly flexed, his smile wicked and foreboding, his hands anxiously kneading your butt, and that thick member peeking from over said butt. A moan sails from your mouth when those powerful hips roll forward, making the bottom of that delicious dick run against your entrance. It drips stinging pre onto your spine as it hangs in the air. The balls that come with it push against your rump. You push back.

You feel the leash tug on your neck lightly when Ignacis tilts his head. The end drops from his sharp teeth - you just now notice his sizable fangs - as he says, "Beg for it."

It is a sudden order, but how can you resist? Your body aches for his dick sinking into you. Forget all your differences and the mutual gender you two share, you fucking want this. You can't fathom having come this far only to fail the demon. Your lips quiver nervously at such a thought. He is waiting on you, patiently, anxiously, gladly, his handsome face not once dropping his grin. You shiver just looking at him, but a well timed and gentle tug of the leash brings your mind back to focus.

"Ignacis," You say in an unintentionally, and thus convincingly, needy tone that is short of breath. The demon approves. He rolls his hips a few more times, letting the bottom of his shaft create a teasing friction against your entrance. For a moment, you are speechless, too busy gasping cutely, and can only lift your butt into the hands that rest on it. "P-please, fill me... make me yours. I need you..."

"And I want you," Ignacis says, the words sounding like a low growl.

You feel his hips move away from yours, then a big, stern tip rub against your butthole, soaking the the skin lightly with pre. The thought of demon's dick possibly feeling bigger than it looks (and it is rather impressive, all things considered) is probably shooed from your mind as your body is penetrated by the eager creature, his member sinking into your passage, stretching the muscles out. Your teeth grit, your fingers clench the bed sheets, and your muscles instictively tense. This is pretty much what you expected to happen, though the demon violating you proves surprisingly gentle once again. He indeed slides a shaft of ungodly thickness into your bottom, but seemed to have conjured up lube to line his member and make the introductory thrusts all the more bearable. His powerful hips don't utilize their strength to be quick. They are calculating, restrained, pushing towards you only as closely as you can handle. When you release a gentle whimper or, "W-wait..." they stop and the dick rests inside you. As your body grows more used to it, Ignacis leans down, runs his hands along your sides and back, and kisses your neck, rendering you relaxed.

This is rinsed and repeated, with a few partial pull-outs thrown in, until you feel the entirely of the monstrous member within you. You note that the demon's sack is comfortably resting against yours and think that this might be a sign. As if knowing, Ignacis reaches between your legs and massages both sets of balls together. You feel yourself regain what might've been lost of your boner. The demon kisses your shoulder and whispers, "Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir..." You mumble. Ignacis chuckles.

"Please," He says. "I prefer Ignacis, or... master."

Those strong hips get to work. As they roll smoothly against your butt, gently sinking that dick into you, you feel the pain return. Thankfully, it's not as intense as it was before. You grit your teeth and clench the sheets, but find your body is still anxious as your butt is violated. In and out the thick, fleshy, lightly veined dick goes, making you ache for pleasure while stretching your insides out. They have yet to learn that they won't get time to heal - at least not until the demon is done with you - so that dick is met with a nice, fresh hug with each thrust. You lightly curse to yourself once, and then again when you feel a few drops of pre attempt to coat your passage. As they get rubbed around, you try to focus on the fabled pleasure they would bring when smeared over your sweet spots. You can only focus on how big Ignacis' member is and how it burdens your butt so, which leads to your arms grabbing a pillow for your teeth to sink into. The demon chuckles.

"Relax, hon," He says affectionately. Those hips slow down, but they do not halt.

"Y-yes, master," You utter with a gasp, feeling a slight burst of something with the latest thrust.

It was warm and tingly, but the demon hadn't released any more pre. At least, you don't think so. You wait for the next thrust and feel the burst swell, then flow within you again, this time a little more noticeably. "You feel it now, don'tcha?" Ignacis asks with a smirk.

You attempt to answer, but he drives his dick in again. The sheets twist as you clench them and bury your face into the pillow. What was that? With another thrust comes the same answer, though it's a bit more clear this time around: Pleasure. Your spine arches to allow your body to be more receptive towards the oncoming violation. You feel another swelling sweep of pleasure build up and flow through every inch of you and you can hardly fathom what's going on. Indeed, Ignacis was manipulating your body for a mutual gain, but you couldn't imagine it'd feel like this. Was he playing with your mind? Was all this just the friction that the texture of his dick created? Was he simply this good at making love?

A combination of all three sounded just about right, though you were leaning most towards the last option. Despite not having much experience with your particular body, the demon triggers your sweet spots with equal parts thorough grinding and passing caresses, adjusting his hips, speed, utilized power, and deepness on the fly to best surprise you; he effortlessly pulls moans and gasps from your lips. You are powerless beneath the dominant creature and you love it.

In fact, you've already been right where he wanted you to be countless times now. You are his faithful bitch, put on a lease so that he may tug you over and commence fucking your butt whenever he wishes. His demonstrated skill draws compliance from you. With one of the demon's arms wrapped about your torso as he makes love to you, you conclude that you are no longer able to resist. Such is the curse of being a mortal who becomes fatefully tied with a demon of temptation.

Despite how lovely a thought process this is, it is wrecked alongside your ass when Ignacis speeds up his thrusts, pulling out less and less for the sake of keeping you filled with his cock. Your muscles instinctively flex, earning a groan from the demon. He thrusts through your body's defenses without generating a single bead of sweat, forcing you to relax and take the butt lovings. You gaze back at the hunky creature, watching his body roll its strong hips and flex every thick muscle beautifully under the dim lights of the room. The demon smirks down at you. Those large, curious palms of his rub and grab your shoulders, your arms, your hands, your chest, your belly, your sides, your hips, your butt, and your thighs while innocently ignoring your dick.

Speaking of your dick, you notice that it hasn't done much more than throb and drip pre throughout this pleasurable experience. You recall being pushed to the edge of your climax multiple times now, only for the feeling to comfortably settle down as you raise your butt to be tenderly loved more, thus getting the pleasure to build back up. The cycle indeed felt wonderful, but you think back, regardless of the wonderful pounding your butt is getting, and remember the demon's hand running over your dick. You glance at it quickly and remember the glyph etched along the skin.

"So you noticed," Ignacis says, his thrusts adjusting to a pleasurably slow pace. He draws his dick out almost completely each time, tempting your butt to lift up before sinking back in again. You feel your climax quickly approach again. The demon reaches a hand between your legs and runs a nail against just one part of the glyph. The branch disappears and cum spurts from your dick. You gasp loudly, then moan as it calms down to a steady steam of seed leaking from you. "You won't cum until I let you. Don't worry, though. You've been a good boy. Just keep it up, babe."

The demon made this request far easier than he could imagine. The way he fucked you so tenderly, yet didn't sacrifice the strength behind each roll of the hips, made you crave any amount of lovin' the demon was willing to give. You moan softly every time you feel his balls rest against yours, having just experienced yet another thrust so perfectly timed and aimed that not a single inch of that invading dick went unappreciated. The way he creates the best kind of friction while filling you makes you shiver, beg, and wiggle your butt. "You've got a pretty voice," The demon says while filling your needs. "It fits such a pretty mouth."

You can literally feel his smirk. The conclusive thought that you'd do anything with that pretty mouth of yours to get the demon to take you to bed with him crosses your mind and he knows it.

Ignacis also knows you've done more than enough to earn a satisfying orgasm, thus he reaches between your legs and begins pumping your dick. Your body twists and you release a low, surprised groan. The demon's palm was soft and warm, though somehow felt tight like, well... like a butt. The glyph slowly bleeds away from your skin and your climax builds up accordingly. You almost constantly feel as if your climax will suddenly occur, but things just keep getting better. The glyph keeps bleeding, that hand keeps pumping, those hips keep thrusting, and that pre keeps smearing. You close your eyes. This swelling pleasure is amazing, to say the least.

You hear Ignacis' breaths quicken. Hell, you feel the warm bursts of air run over your skin as his hips slow even more. He is enjoying your body, milking it for all its worth and you love it. However, in the middle of all the slow thrusts, the mutual groans, the leaking pre, stiffened dicks, fingers curling around other bodies or the sheets, spines arching, kisses and bites landing down on tasty flesh, moans, balls touching, eyes shutting, muscles flexing and gleaming with sweat, and, of course, the overwhelming pleasure, things come to an end. You bite your lip as the demon dick sinks into you and releases its hot, thick seed.

You gasp, but not because of the seed. As luck may have it, Ignacis' orgasm was enough to set you off. Your own seed bursts from your tip, landing on your chest and belly at first, then the sheets. A soundless moan leaves your lips and is filled in with the demon's own. You smile. It is cute. You can't blame him, either. His throbbing, leaking dick is being massaged by your tight, contracting muscles, being milked for all its worth.

After the two of you calm down, you feel the demon lay on his side, taking you with him. You squirm lightly, given his dick is still inside you. He chuckles. "Adorable," He says in an amused tone. "And mine."

"Yours," you say with a content nod.

The demon grins and uses all of his strength to keep you close, leaning in to take in your scent. A pleased sound leaves his lips. You shudder. "Everything about you is just right, babe," Ignacis says. One of his hands moves up from your thigh to your chest. He moves it so you can see it. A small, green light bursts from his palm, leaving a small, pink, heart-shaped stone in its wake. You feel the demon attach it to your collar. "I wish to preserve your form, your cuteness, and hopefully your obedience forever," You feel his smirk again. "May I?"

You take a moment to consider this, but every train of thought leads back to you wanting Ignacis. Perhaps you even need him now. Either way, you could be his, perhaps forever. Was this a trick? You can't say. "I promise to give you life and fill it with pleasure, my dear," The demon adds softly.

"Yes," you say after another moment.

You feel your body changing a second later. Heat bursts through you, but it does not burn you. It follows the demon's hands. Your eyes peer down and see that every inch of skin that is touched is replace by a texture like Ignacis'. Those hands run along your chest, over your thighs, your privates, your stomach, your neck, and your skin picks up from there, shifting. You even feel your insides shifting - and Ignacis' dick isn't even moving. The demon is actually changing you. Fear rises in your chest and you are about to protest when you feel everything stop. The demon pulls out and runs a hand over your hip. He slides off the edge of the bed to stand, then offers you his hand. Although confused, you take it.

You are led to the mirror, where you see your form is the same as before, but the skin is now lightly plated at parts and undeniably smooth at others. A pair of colors mix with each other and separate at the plated and smooth parts of your skin. It retains some of the color that helped define your looks before. Two curved horns erupted from your head and now remain there, undisturbed. You notice that you now have claws, your ears are longer and pointed, your hair is now brilliant and curled, and your eyes glow like Ignacis'. You even take a moment to force a smile. There are fangs.

The demon rubs your butt, then guides his hands to your sides. He stands tall behind you. You shiver as he says, "Now I have you forever."

The statement isn't malicious. It is merely Ignacis. You turn in his arms, seeing a surprised look come to his face as you lean up and gently kiss his chin. The demon's chest heaves lightly as he chuckles once again. "I have you, too," You say. "Forever."

Said forever is filled with life and pleasure as Ignacis promised. You experience numerous mornings in which you wake up with a sore rump. Such is the small price to pay for being endlessly adored as a heart-collar bearing butt-demon.

End

2-4** ~**...though he certainly didn't expect you to suddenly take his dick down your tight, squeezy throat, lightly bobbing your head to keep from gagging. Ignacis interprets it as a means to please him all the more thoroughly. Naturally, you are encouraged to continue. You happily do so, adjusting your position slightly with each bob so that the impressive member slid comfortably (as can be) into your throat to be lightly squeezed as you suckle its length. The demon's hand rubs the back of your head, sometimes keeping it in place for when his hips couldn't resist a gentle roll forward. You hardly mind. After all, the stud's distinctively attractive and oddly beautiful voice calls out in pleasure thanks to your efforts.

Every time you feel a small stream of pre start to trickle into your throat, you retract your head, slurping the skin of the plump dick the entire way to get a little preview of the taste to come. As per usual, it is odd, but you love it. Like everything else about Ignacis, you start to crave more. The demon is only happy to comply with your wishes, enduring yet more oral delight at the hands of your member-pleasing tricks and rewarding you every step of the way with groans and pre.

Pleasure is already easy enough to come by with how your teeth and lips run along the edges of his member, but then you find yourself cutely licking little sections; your tongue passes along the top of his tip, up and down the bottom, and around the edges, but nothing quite garners a reaction as pleased as when you craftily trace the underside of his crown. It is nice to witness such a thickly built body squirm. After repeating the action a few times, the demon grows flustered and has you make up for the teasing by focusing on his balls. You gladly obey, suckling them separately between lovely little licks and kisses. The large member rests on your face all the while.

Ignacis watches you with a smirk on his face. You see it at one point and sneakily fight back with a lick that takes your tongue all the way from the base of his dick to the tip, where your lips rest and suckle his skin. The demon shivers. "I like the tricky ones," He says.

You go back to blowing him like you did before, leaving the demon to smile contently and enjoy how thoroughly a mortal can suck. Just when he's getting back to really enjoying the perks of having your tight little mouth smoothly running along his big, throbbing dick, you decide to deep throat him again. And boy, did Ignacis respond positively.

When he feels your throat squeeze his sensitive flesh once again, he bites his lip, strengthens the assertiveness of the hand resting on the back of your head, arches his back, flexes every gorgeous, thickly layered muscle lining his body (including those cute, beefy buttcheeks, no doubt), and releases a loud groan. "Exoris," Is what followed said groan. You are rightfully confused.

A light suddenly glows behind you. It fills the dim room for just a moment. Left in its wake is another gorgeous creature much like Ignacis. The undoubtedly male demon stands as tall as the other and shares the same impressive muscularity and masculinity. The notable differences are his body being without a trace of hair, his horns jutting towards the sky, and his skin bearing an alluring combination of dark and light shades of brown. You gaze over your shoulder at this beautiful male. His face displays a light surprise, no doubt at the act you and the other demon are engaged in. "You called, my dear?" He asked.

"Breed this mortal," Ignacis says while his hand strokes and lifts your jaw. His gaze meets yours again and a smirk developes below it. "He's more than deserved a night with the two of us. Perhaps more."

"Perhaps many?" Exoris asks with a raised brow. "I'd question that conclusion if any other man was the judge," They both chuckle charmingly a moment later. Admittedly, the idea of two demons simultaneously engaging you with sexual intentions made you a little nervous, but the two of them were so ruggedly handsome, so deliciously tempting, and so naturally blessed. "This mortal does seem rather interesting," As the two conversed you answer your tongue's wish to run along Ignacis' member again. "And eager!"

"Indeed," The purple demon says. He struggles lightly with how thoroughly you prove yourself to be a wonderful distraction. You take his dick in again, sucking it like it was the last slab of hot, demonic manhood in existence. "Let's immortalize that eagerness."

Thankfully, Exoris whips out his hot pecker, which not only proved that there were still two in existence, but also that they both lusting after your tight, little holes. You groan around Ignacis' member when you felt Exoris' rub the skin between your buttcheeks. Your ass practically lifts itself with such treatment. As a response, the other demon pumps out some drops of pre onto your entrance, then smears it about with his finger. The large digit stretches you out not long after. You arch your back and slurp the purple demon's as a result.

"Oh god," Said demon groans. He places a hand on the back of your head and thrust his hips closer to your lips before cooling it. "Breed him already, babe. This human's a keeper."

"Fine, fine," Exoris says playfully.

A surge of sensations flows into you right then. You feel Exoris' thick, throbbing member slide between your buttcheeks and penetrate you so deep, yet not a sting of pain jolts through your muscles. Ignacis pulls the same stunt with your mouth, pulling your head down his dick. With purple balls resting on your chin and tan balls hanging down against yours, the question of gayness is answered with flying rainbows.

The members retreat. You taste pre. You felt the demon juices burn within you as they slide down your throat and lube up your passage. Your skin tingles. Your muscles harden. Outgoing pressure tries to leap from your skull. Something is going on, but you can't for the life of you do anything about it. As both steaming, throbbing, and dripping dicks fill you again, you come to give no fucks. Pleasure flows too freely and deeply, filling you. That is all you want, all you need, and the demons supply it in spades.

Moments fly by with Ignacis and Exoris so thoroughly enjoying your body and its delightfully constrictive orifices. Your muscles consistently squeeze their sensitive flesh, making the two studly males only wish to fill you more. The tan demon does so, leaning over you and pounding your ass so fast and mercilessly that you nary experienced an instant where he wasn't sending glorious waves of pleasure shooting up your spine. The purple demon, on the other hand, leans back and lets you have free reign of how you blew his dick. While his hips can't resist thrusting the stiff member down your throat every now and again, he proves a patient, though horny, male. His hand strokes your hair tenderly as you work, bobbing, licking, and sucking all along that tasty shaft. Of course, your vigor increases with how thoroughly Exoris violates you.

Groans fill the room steadily, increasing in frequently and intensity the longer you are spitroasted by the two sexy creatures. The lovemaking slows considerably when you feel your orgasm quickly build. Exoris' fat dick stiffly grinds against your prostate and sweetspots, leaking and smearing drops of stinging seed all around the entire way. Ignacis' member hardens and grows sensitive between your lips from being jerked around by all the bobbings. The handsome male has a deep blush in his cheeks from all the pleasure. Given his tan mate lightens up on your butt, you are able to pull your mouth off and gently lick the sensitive skin right under his tip. You did so as sweetly and innocently as possible.

You are used to the tingling and stinging in your skin by now, assuming it is just a side effect of being fucked by underworldly men. However, the pressure attempting to push from your skull remains constant. It doesn't hurt, though.

Especially when you feel your seed squirt from your tip and stain the floor. You moan loudly, much to Exoris' pleasure and Ignacis' chagrin, and accept the rest of the tan demons thrusts. He obviously enjoys pumping your ass with his dick as it's thoroughly milked by your contractions. Soon, its seed floods into you. You moaned again as it warms your body and rightfully marks you deep. You nuzzle the purple demon's dick as thanks for having visited you. Apparently, that is all that is required to cum.

You feel his seed land on your back and your face before the purple demon forces your lips back onto his dick. "Enjoy your reward, babe," He says. "You earned it."

And indeed you did, drinking it down while sucking on the male's dick. He gets off one more groan from this before your lips finally leave his dick for good. You raise your eyes to his and noticed his smile. Before you can react, his palm presses to your forehead. Two horns erupt from your skull as it moves away, immediately covering themselves with skin. You gasp as the sensation fades, again not painful. Exoris ran his hand against your jaw. You face him to the best of your ability and are awarded with a gentle kiss.

"He is delicious and beautiful," The tan demon says.

"And ours," Ignacis nods, then looks to you. "You ready to start your service as our ever faithful, pampered, and cute-as-hell little demon bitch, babe?"

Despite the weirdness of all this, and having just transformed, you feel your desire grow again and focus itself into your boner. "Yes, masters," You say.

And thus you are proved to be quite fond of being boned by your homosexual demon masters for countless eternities. You find this to be a delightful existence.

End