DoomPet

Chapter 57

Crüe slowly traced his fingers down the man's arm, drawing out little moans from his body. His claws were sharp but he was gentle as he explored the man's muscles. He buried his face into his hair, "Are you sore at all?"

He turned over, breaking up their spooning session, and pressed himself against the demon's chest. "I can't tell yet, but I think so." It was like an uncomfortable achy pain right 'down there.' "How long does it take to go away?"

Crüe kissed his forehead and thought for a moment, "A day or two probably, but there are plenty of fun things to do in the meantime."

The Slayer wanted to tease him about the shoulder bite again, but he just smiled and kept it to himself. The demon had already cried twice today, it would probably be best if he left it alone for now. "So we have to wait two days before we try it again?"

"We don't have to but that would probably be best for you." Crüe's hands wandered down to the man's ass, running over the curves. "You could always fuck me."

The Slayer hid his face in the demon's impressive pecs and smiled to himself. Crüe was so warm he almost got lost in him for a moment. He wasn't sure how he felt about topping the demon. I mean it sounded simple: put dick in and ta da, but he was worried about not using enough lube or not being able to last long enough to appease the demons apparently never ending lust. The Slayer looked up, "As long as you guide me, I'll do it."

"Deal," Crüe kissed his forehead.

The man felt Crüe's dick twitch against his thigh. Reaching down and under his pants, he cupped the demon's bulge through his underwear. It felt so nice to hold it in his hand. So warm and intimate...

He purred with delight and tried to gently thrust, hoping the Slayer would take the hint for something a little more.

"Hello?" Samuel knocked loudly on the bedroom door and peeked inside.

Immediately the Slayer removed his hands and leapt up, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?"

"I hooked up Daisy's collar and I think I got it to work!"

He took a step closer and Crüe shooed him away, "Get out of here! Let us get ready!"

"Are you two naked?"

The Slayer pulled down the blankets, revealing they were both wearing shirts they had put on after their activities, "No, we aren't naked! Just give us a minute!"

Samuel huffed and walked out of the bedroom leaving the door wide open in his wake.

"Well at least he didn't come in a little earlier..." He laughed, then his face changed; he glared at the man, "You know what I just realized. We never got the lock to our door. He took our packages up here. Do you think he took it?"

That was enough to put the Slayer on the warpath, he pulled himself out of bed away from the warm embrace of his lover, and he marched out to face Samuel, "Give it back!"

"I don't know what you're even talking about!"

"The lock!" He glared at the robot and for a few seconds they remained in a tense staring contest until he gave up. "Did you look through our packages?!"

"No, I didn't look through them!" He seemed offended and pulled away, crossing his arms.

"I know you did!" The Slayer's face was red with anger and the shame of Samuel possibly seeing what other stuff Crüe had bought. He grabbed the robot by the neck and pulled him down to his height, furious, "Give the lock back or I'll cave your head in!"

Crüe had rushed out of bed and was lingering on the edge of the conflict, ready to hop in and stop the man from murdering Samuel.

Samuel pulled back, "Fine!" He took the lock and chain out of a compartment on his arm and tossed it to him. "I just want to be able to get in here if something is wrong... like how Vega could. I'm not telling anyone what I see and I'm certainly not doing it for fun." He was also shocked at how many dildos a single demon bought, Jesus lord almighty.