I shouldn't be here. The humans need protection. The angels are watching over them. And, I'm so tired. But prays need answering. I, timidly, lowered my fist. Then, started to turn. But the door over. Satan was there and leaning against it. "Leaving, already?"
He smirked. "Well…umm…Hey?" I stuttered. We've done this several times before, and I still get flustered, when he catches me running away. The saddest part is I still run away. "Hello, would you like to come in, princess?" He's always amused by this part. "Sure." I blushed. Before, following him in. "I've already fun your bath." He said, casually. I, sometimes, envy how calm and collect he can be, while I'm a flustering, blushing mess. "Thank you." I smiled. When we arrived, I nearly ran into Crowley. "Sorry." I muttered, turning red. "You're pretty when you blush." He murmured, cupping my cheek. Crows was always so warm, I thought. "Take off your clothes, princess." He whispered. My half-lidded eyes widened. My hands, ever so clumsy, fumbled with my buttons. My pants dropping first, then my shirt. My nipples perking, before Crowley's hand went to play with them. I moaned as pleasure shot through me. "Not yet." He chuckled. I whined. Crows went to lowered my underwear, making my pale skin flushed red. He's seen me naked before, so why am I blushing? I slid in the tub. "Is it too hot, princess?" Crowley asked. I shook my head. Some apple-scented bubbles sticking to my chin. Crows rolled up his sleeves. Then, dipped the washcloth in the water. And started scrubbing my back. His voice, deep and smooth, lulling me to a wonder dream.
Crow threw the towel over my thigh. His hand inched up my body, till his hand hovering out my erection. He wrapped his arm around it. And he squeezed. I bucked my hips upwards. Crowley's name falling for my mouth, so easily. "Princess." he countered, smirking. My erection wrapped in his loose fist. "Glad to see you're awake." I blushed. Crows kept wiping down my body. Afterwards he brushed my hair. "…2,000." He counted. "You don't have to do that." I stated, as he set the brush down. He chuckled, "Of course, I do! I only get one day every so often. An I plan on doing it right." Crowley pulled my hair into a bun. "Come on, princess." He whispered, pulling me up by my naked shoulder. I followed him, to his bedroom. "You know the drill." He stated, walking to his drawers. I laid down and got comfy. Pretty soon, Satan was resting on my bum, and his hands…His wonderful hands working my tired muscles. "There." I whimpered, gripping my pillow tighter. "I know, princess, I know." Crowley leaned down and kissed my neck. "Don't stop." I was panting, "Please!" Most of my blood was rushing to my erection. Crows simply chuckled, "Don't worry, princess." His hands kept massaging, more like, playing with my cheeks. He moved down to my thighs. Crowley's calloused thumbs rubbing to inside of my very sensitized thighs. "You should take a nap. We both know how you'll need your strength, later." I blushed at the unspoken meaning and closed my eyes.
•Satan's POV
Pressing hot kisses against God's cool skin, I thought about the only part of his body that was hot as hell. God's eyes fluttered opened as I parted his cheeks. Though used to waking up like this, he still blushed. His cheeks turning the prettiest shade of pink. Matching the plucker of his hole. "How was your nap?" I asked, casually. "Fine." He replied, while my finger circled his private part. His slim hips bucking in. "Easy, princess. Gotta get you wet, first." I smirked. "Please." He whined, pushing back. He's so pretty when he begs. My smirked widened, "Please what?" His cheeks turned from pink to red. "You have to be specific." I reminded him. "Please…eatmeout." He stuttered, rushing out the last part. That'll do for now. "Alright." I leaned down, letting my tongue pressed against his hole, his pretty, pink hole. God's moans are angelic. The perfect balance of needy and sexy. Attempting to push through the tight ring, I heard, "Aa~oh!" He falls apart so easily. Oh, how I wished I had an entire day just to rim him. I spat once for good once. My innocent princess took three of my fingers and put them in his mouth. Wetting them as best he can. His face contorted into pleasure, when moaning around them. Fuck! "That's enough, princess." I managed to keep a smooth voice, but, fuck, His pleasured face moaning around my fingers made my pants tight. Slowly, letting God have one more suck, I pulled them our. His teeth grazing against the callous. "Ass up." I ordered. Quickly, he obeyed. Holding his cheeks apart. Oh how, that was a sight. I spat, again. Too lazy to get up and get our lube. Then, worked one finger through the tight ring. "Ooh." God moaned with so much pleasure. "Faster. Faster!" So faster, I went. I hit Princess's prostate. With in seconds, I was soaked. Then, princess turned bright red and started to cry. I pushed my myself up and pulled him in to my arms. "I-I-I didn't m-mean to i-i-it just h-happen" He sobbed. "Princess what are you taping about? You've done nothing wrong!" I stated. "I got you wet." He muttered. I chuckled, a bit, "That's alright. Plus, you alway cum that much, Princess." His cheeks heated up. "Yeah, but I got your clothes wet." He frowned, shifting against my cum-drenched shirt. "And I'll wash it later. So, please, stop crying." I felt his sniffles ease up. "Good job. How about we watch a movie, yeah?" I smiled. "Yeah. Go wait for me in the living room, while I change." He blushed, getting up. Sadly, grabbing his robe on his way out.
