A Dark Love |Under Construction|

Chapter 8

The boy's eyes pleaded with me, his face twisted in a pathetic, pent-up expression, as if he was aching for me to consume him. He whined, and a small drool spilled out of his mouth, making him look even more helpless.

"Yes, Master yes!... Eat every last inch of me!..." he begged, his voice trembling with desire.

I leaned down, my face inches from his, and slowly, deeply licked the entire side of his face. My warm breath danced across his skin, making him shiver. I whispered softly in his ear, "Mmm... With that invitation... how could I resist?"

My two dominant fingers began to rub his entrance, and he gasped, his body shuttering under his breath. With my other hand, I snapped my fingers as quietly as I could, and he suddenly jolted, his body shaking horribly as he moaned with pleasure.

"Ahh!... Oooh!.
He cried out, his eyes rolling back in his head.

A glop of secretion slid out from his entrance and onto my fingers, and I chuckled mischievously. I suddenly penetrated him, feeling my fingers squelch against his wet flesh.

"You're so wet, Slave... It's almost... ungodly..." I whispered hotly into his ear, my breath making him shiver.

I bit down on his ear lobe and then began to suckle it, making him shut his eyes tightly and whine weakly.

"M-Master... My b-body... is calling f-for you...🖤"
he stammered, his voice barely audible.

My fingers slid out of him, and I dragged his bottom half towards me, my eyes fixed on his trembling body.

I broke out into a smile, flashing my fangs at him, as I brought myself close to his entrance. My enlarged head began to rub against him; throbbing with excitement.

"If that's the case... you should be able to take ALL of me..."I said.

My red eyes shined brightly as I leaned down to stare at him straight in the eyes. His facial expression was a mix of pain and lust, his eyes clouded with a desperate need. He bit his lip, and his eyes lit up with a promiscuous spark.

"I want you ALL, Master...🖤" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

I stopped rubbing and shot him the same intense passion he gave me, but with a smirk. My head slowly started entering inside him, and when I got past the first threshold, he suddenly gasped loudly.

"Ah!... Mmh!"

I was taken aback by how small and tight he was. Both of us were panting as I tried to force myself inside him, his body clenching around me with each movement. The pleasure was incredible, but as I looked down at him, I saw tears falling down his face.

His body couldn't relax, and he began to wail, his entire body shaking. But I couldn't stop, not now. I finally managed to get my head fully inside, and as I did, I heard a voice in my head.

...Dietrich...

I looked down at the boy beneath me, and suddenly, I saw him. My beloved Dietrich.

"...Dietrich?" I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion.

He looked up at me with hazy, suffering eyes.

"...Master?", he muttered quietly.

My mouth broke out into a big smile, and I leaned my face close in adoration.

"...Dietrich!... I finally found you!..." I exclaimed happily.

Before he had a chance to say anything else, I kissed him passionately and deeply. I moaned pleasantly as I forcefully explored every inch of his mouth with my tongue, the sensation sending shivers down my spine.

As I pushed myself deeper inside of Dietrich, he let out a pained moan, but his eyes sparkled with desire. I grunted, my grip on the back of his hair tightening as I slid further in.

"Oh, Dietrich... Say my name... You know how much that turns me on..." I growled in his ear, my voice low and husky.

Dietrich's response was immediate, his voice breathless as he said my name.

"A.. Asmo... Asmodeus...!"

I smiled, my fangs aching with the need to sink into his skin. I wrapped my arms around his body, pulling him close as I began to make love to him.

"...I've missed you," I whispered, my lips brushing against his ear.

Dietrich's wails turned to moans as I thrust into him, his sex face a picture of pure ecstasy. I sank my teeth into his collarbone, and he arched into me, his body trembling with pleasure.

As I bit him, I felt his blood flow into my mouth, and I was consumed by a wave of desire. I bit him again and again, my pace increasing as the bed creaked beneath us.

"Oooh, Dietrich! Mmm!.. You feel... so good!..." I moaned, my voice muffled by his skin.

I held him down, my weight pinning him to the bed as I slammed into him. But he didn't struggle. His eyes locked on mine as we stared at each other deeply. It was as if we were connected, our bodies moving in perfect sync.

In that moment, nothing else mattered. Only the feel of Dietrich's body wrapped around mine, only the taste of his blood on my lips. I was lost in pleasure, lost in the intimacy of the moment.

As I reached my climax, the mattress was slamming against the headboard, and the headboard was banging against the wall. Dietrich's screams of pleasure filled the air, and I felt my body radiating a bright yellow light.

"A.. Asmod-deh-usss...! Y-Y-Yo-ouu're.. teah-air-r-ring.. me.. a-a-pah-hart!!!" he screamed, his voice hoarse from pleasure.

I asked him to say my name again, and he obliged.

"Asmo.. Asmo-deh.. usss.. O-Oooohh!.. Asmo.. dehuss!!!"

As I made one final slam, we both cummed, our bodies shaking with pleasure. My cum leaked out of his entrance, soaking the bed. The bed legs snapped, and the bed frame fell to the floor.

As we panted loudly, my sweaty body slowly returned to its normal size. I pulled out of him and lay down beside him. Dietrich whispered my name tiredly, "A-Asmo.. deus.."

But when I opened my eyes to look at him, I saw the kid from before. I was confused, my mind foggy from the intense sex. I looked up at the ceiling, trying to understand what had just happened.

I saw Dietrich during sex, but now he was the kid again. I vaguely remembered what had happened, but my mind was still reeling. And how did this kid know my true name?

I turned to look at the boy, who was breathing normally and sleeping. But as I examined him, I noticed my fresh teeth marks all over his body. I felt a pang of guilt and concern. Did I hurt him?

I decided to use my powers to heal him, just to be safe. My eyes turned black and red, and I hovered my hand over his body. The anael symbol appeared, glowing brightly before fading away.

As I sat up, staring at him, I wondered if he was Dietrich's reincarnation. I finally stood up, putting on my briefs, and walked over to the balcony. I lit a cigarette, taking a deep drag as I stared out into the night sky.

I didn't want to get involved with this kid, but I needed to know more. I took another long drag, lost in thought. Who was this kid, and what was his connection to Dietrich?