It was 10:00 PM, Daisy and her kids had just gone down to the pool to take a late night swim, Haru had decided to stalk the ship hunting mice, they called Samuel and found that Elena and him were going to be working in the lab late that night. It was perfect, finally a night for just them, all alone.
The Slayer was excitedly lighting some candles Crüe had brought and pouring some glasses of wine. He was taking attention to every detail like a mother hen, he wanted this to be perfect. He did go light on the wine though, not wanting to get another hangover. Crüe was in the bathroom cleaning and prepping a few toys he had selected, anal beads, a butt plug, and two dildos. He very quickly realized that he bought way too many sex toys right off the bat. At this rate it would take them forever to get through them. Not to mention they were much cheaper in quality than they expected.
The Slayer walked into the bathroom and hugged him from behind, "Hurry up I want you." He pleaded, absolutely ravenous for a good fuck. After they got back from the pool the man had been a depraved beast, he never felt this turned on in his life. His hands ran down the nearly naked skin of the marauder's chest, and his fingertips brushed his underwear, wanting to rip them off.
Crüe leaned into his touch and hugged the toys closer to his body, "You ready for this?" He turned to see the Slayer smiling up at him, his eyes trailing down to the toys.
"You got a battle plan for that equipment you're carrying?" He pulled the demon out of the bathroom and pushed him into the bed. He pulled off his underwear and pinned him down to the sheets by straddling his crotch with his big thighs. His cock stood proud and twitching with want. "That stuff looks interesting."
Crüe let out a purr of satisfaction, tossing the toys to the side on the bed, "To begin, how about you sit on my face instead of my dick." His claws gently tugged the man up and forwards he was very careful about not poking the man with his horns. He felt the Slayer gently shift in the bed and he closed his eyes. When he opened them, the man was looking over him, his dick throbbing above his face.
The Slayer smiled down at him, blushing hard, "I'll try not to crush you." He didn't even get a response, Crüe pressed his tongue against his ass, making him grab at the demon's horns for leverage. His head leaned back and he found himself grinding against the demon's long tongue. "Fuck," he moaned out. Despite all the wonderful pleasure he was getting, he kept looking over distracted by the toys. He felt blush form over his face just at the thought of some of them being used.
Crüe was lapping and licking like his life depended on it, he'd occasionally have to pull his head back a little bit to gulp down some air. One hand was resting on the Slayer's ass and the other was jerking himself off. He couldn't describe the feeling that rushed through him when the Slayer was dominating him in some way. He wanted to be crushed under the man, just pressed into the bed and bred by him. The allure of how strong he was just sent the demon into waves of ecstacy. He felt the Slayer pull up and off of him. He gave him a dazed look and removed his hands from their activities.
"Use some of those toys, I've been waiting too long." He leaned back on the cushy pillows of the bed, sprawled out on his side. One leg rested against the bed while the other was propped up, showing some glistening sweat.
Crüe crawled toward the man, trailing long, sloppy kisses up his leg. He continued up his abdomen and neck until he grabbed the man's hair and kissed him hard. He leaned over him, their limbs entangled, he seemed to pause for a moment, thinking and considering what to use. "I think I have something you'll really love."
The Slayer watched, his breath picking up as the demon reached over on the bed, his claws gently brushing over the variety he pulled out. He settled on a small, plain dildo really the only thing it had going for it was the fact that it was a pretty blue color. The Slayer's raised an eyebrow at him, "Seems a bit scrawny, doesn't it?"
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DoomPet
FanfictionVega convinces the DoomSlayer to keep a gargoyle as a pet chaos and fluff ensues, but demons are like potato chips... you can't just have one. After promising not to bring another demon into his home, the marauder saves his life and he repays the de...