More smut. *claps and dances* yay!!
Chapter 05
There are so many stories like this;
They all try to end with a "happy ending" jajaja.
But it is true that you are happy.
Happy because you ENJOY DESTROY.
- anyanka
- Kagome watched Aimaru reach down to stroke himself in a tight fist. His long tapered fingers working the thick throbbing muscle in twisting strokes. He reached up with his thumb to catch the leaking wetness that oozed from the head of his cock to coat the rest of his large length making it slick and shiny to her curious blue eyes.
“Open for me my sweet.” He moaned down at her as he straddled her shoulders. The head of his cock nudged her lips urgently demanding entrance into her oral cavern. She could feel it painting her lips with a salty wetness that steadily wept from the tip of his cock. Tentatively, she snaked a tongue out to sample the substance staining her lips. It had a sweet salty taste.
She gasped when she felt her legs being pried apart by an unseen entity. Puzzled, she looked up at the demon above her.
Aimaru looked behind him for a moment then back at her as he continued to rub his cock over her thick soft lips. “Pay no attention to him. It me you should be paying attention to precious.” She shuddered as a heat thundered down through her body to where she was open and exposed to the chilly air. It startled her when she felt something wet and hot slither down the inside of her thigh. She could even feel the breathy pants of the demon lord blowing across her trembling flesh as he bathed her thighs with his tongue.
“Precious…” She heard the demon above her call out huskily, all too aware of the wet tip of his cock still nudging at her lips. “…open.” He purred and growled at the same time. Obviously at his limit for waiting for her compliance.
Slowly, she opened her mouth and he slowly eased his length into her. Slowly, he pushed while reaching down with his other hand to skim his thumb across the base of her throat. The caress soothed her as she swallowed more of the demon.
“Perfect precious. Perfect.” Aimaru groaned deeply as he settled deep into her throat. His breath hitched in his throat when her swallowing reflexes worked around him. The fit was tight and she was aware of every throb and twitch of his cock as he remained still in her mouth. She could practically feel his heart beat on her tongue as it pulse through the engorged length.
Without warning, the wet tongue of the demon lord lapped wetly up the slit of her sex until it grazed the underside of her clit, shocking her. Her back arched beneath the demon above her as she gasped around the erection in her mouth.
Chuckling darkly, Aimaru leaned forward to brace his hands at her head then slowly moved his hips back and forth. He pulled back so that his head remained in her mouth. There, she could taste more of his pre-cum leaking from the sensitive tip. “Tease me, precious.”
She swirled her tongue around the head in wet slobbery circles. Saltiness coated the inside of her mouth as she lapped at him.
“Yes, like that. Stab my dick with that tongue…” he gasped when she pushed the tip of her tongue into the leaking eye of his cock, reveling in the shudders and groans she coaxed out of him. “Yes, precious. Faster.”
Determined, she leaned up to gather more of him into her mouth suddenly eager to fill herself with his length once again. It was a horrifying admission, appalling even. She wanted her mouth to be abused again. There was something about this, the feeling of that harsh shoving into her throat that called out to something primal within her that she never knew existed. That darkness within her stretched and yawned now awake and ready to be set free.
The tongue bathing her sex, stabbed into her repeatedly. The feeling was completely foreign and so thrilling at the same time. The wet and rough texture of the appendage scraped against her walls tasting every inch of her. It felt like it was determine to scrape her insides raw and open. She whimpered at the loss of the tongue but then squealed when she felt her lips being pulled apart so strong lips could circle the sensitive bud of her clit.
The demon lord, she mused inwardly. It was the demon lord who was devouring her so thoroughly. So hungrily, so tightly. It was his mouth that was sucking so strongly on her throbbing pearl like this. It felt wonderful; disgustingly wonderful; horribly wonderful; shamefully wonderful. Wonderful. And she couldn’t find it in her to hate herself for it. It was becoming something she was craving. Something she needed.
Aimaru gathered her head tenderly in his hands as if she was a precious treasure then pushed himself deeper into her mouth. His thrusts were slow and precise. It was almost as if he was making love to her mouth. She closed her eyes as she allowed herself to enjoy to masculine taste of his velvet hard flesh against her tongue while the tongue between her thighs worked her little nub into a frenzy. The muscles in her cunt rounded tighter and tighter.
Just a little more… she moaned around Aimaru’s cock. So close. The damn within her trembled under the weight of her growing release.
“Look at me.” She heard Aimaru moan and she granted him the audience of her dazed blue eyes. The feelings that overcame her were a mass of confusion, lust, and curiosity as she stared up at the beautiful demon.
His silver eyes framed with long black lashes. The eyelids lined with coal black that matched the marking on his cheeks. His lips were drawn back over his fangs in a silent snarl. Why are these creatures so dangerously lovely? She wondered.
“Keep your eyes on me when you cum precious.” He reached up to caress her temples with his knuckles affectionately.
The tongue on her sex relentless in its torture was determined to send her over the edge. It hurried its strokes to push her over. She was there. Oh, by the Kami, was she there. Just a bit…more.
“Cum all over your alpha’s lips love.” He growled at her. And it was those words that were her undoing. It was those words that caused stars to break through her vision in a splatter of colors and hues. Down through her body her release surged to her core and exploded in a blast of heat that left her gasping and panting around Aimaru’s dick.
She felt her cunt throb and convulse under the terrible onslaught of the demon lord’s tongue lapping at her. Suckling the cream from her tender core like a hungry man starved for nourishment. Oh Kami this was too much.
Aimaru reared back from her lips with a hiss and released his cum all over her face and neck. The seed hot against her flesh as she panted and twitched as the demon lord between her thighs slurped is filling of her flesh. Darkness crept over her vision as the waves of her climax rode through her. “Please…” she croaked through splendidly numb lips. “I can’t …take any more.” She rasped.
“Hn.” Was all she heard from the demon lord.
Aimaru moved off her then leaned down to kiss her affectionately unconcerned for his essence coating her skin. “Sleep precious. Your stamina will improve in time.” He cooed as he caressed her hair.
With his content face imprinted in her memory, she slowly drifted off into a deep slumber.
-
Sesshoumaru sat up from the delicious wet flesh of the miko to stare down at her with hungry red eyes. Sprawled out on his chamber floor, her hair surrounded her sleeping form like a dark wavy halo of blue hues. Her skin flushed with the heat of her passion and her chest rising with each deep breath she took into her laboring lungs. The scent of his seed on her breath along with the seed coating her lovely face made his beast paw at the cage in his mind. His cock burned with renewing need.
Yes, he silently agreed with his beta. This onna was beautiful.
“You’re welcome.” He heard Aimaru say haughtily as he fixed his haori.
Inwardly, Sesshoumaru sneered as he reached up to swipe the miko’s essence from his lips. He watched the demon lift her carefully from the floor to cradle her in his arms. For a moment, he felt a darkness seize his soul as he watched his beta hold her close. Such a feeling was new to him. Quickly, he shook off the foreign emotion and righted his clothing.
“Have you chosen a groomer for our pet?” Aimaru asked listlessly as he ogled the onna in his arms.
Sesshoumaru couldn’t bring himself to be disgusted with the other demon’s open affection for the human. Not when there was a very small part of him that shared that trivial feeling. That feeling he couldn’t deny because of many different things she done to him. Things he couldn’t hate her for.
Inside, his beast hummed contently. It’s been so long since he had felt such fulfillment of the body. That blessed completion where you’ve found your outlet, your siphon that could drain and absorb all of your true self.
That little onna burned him with her passion; a passion that was buried deep within her under layers of defiance and rebellion. It called to him, that dark passion. He and his beast could smell it. It was dark and potent lying dormant within her mind. It awoke for but a few moments today. So much potential did that one possess to be his perfect pet.
“This one trusts you to see to her care, since it is you who is knowledgeable in such things.” Sesshoumaru answered quietly as he moved to leave the chambers. “You will join me in the study to discuss political matters with the minor lords.”
“Of course.” He heard Aimaru demon answer with humor lace in his words. It always annoyed the demon lord that he could find humor in almost everything. Even in the direst of situations. Of course Sesshoumaru didn’t share his humor. Mainly because it meant that that he was more than likely up to no good.
Annoyed, Sesshoumaru walked somberly to his study feeling, dare he say, refreshed? Perhaps he should thank his beta. Yes…perhaps.
