The Devil's Dice

Destroyed, but Not Deterred

I wake up to a searing pain in my backside and a fur-covered arm around my waist locking me in place to the bed. I attempt to move so I can relieve my bladder from the full capacity it is in, I try to pry the limb off my waist, but his grip is so tight I end up failing.

"Dev, release me. I have to pee then get to work." His grip tightened and my bladder was crying at the pressure. "Fuck, Dev, wake up." I grind against his erection and he snaps awake and pins me to the bed.

"No te burles de mi cachorro. (Do not make fun of me, puppy.)" He growls in my ear, but as hard as I am, peeing is my top priority.

"Tengo que orinar, Dev. Déjame ir. Además, tienes que ponerte a trabajar en esos papeles. (I have to pee, Dev. Let me go. Also, you have to put yourself to work on those papers.)" I whimper as he still grinds against my cock. He finally let's go and climbs out of bed, walking to the place I'm running. I make it to the bathroom and release the liquid confined in my bladder while Dev brushed his fangs. After I finish and try to leave Dev bends me over the counter and shoved his cock in my cum filled hole causing me to scream in surprise and pleasure.

"No pensaste que había terminado contigo, ¿verdad? (You didn't think I was done with you, did you?)" Right in my ear sending shivers throughout my entire body Dev growls.

"Por supuesto que no, mi amor. (Of course not, my love.)" I purr and in response, he thrusts deeper into my hole reaching my pleasure point causing me to moan loudly. He pulls out almost all the way before snapping back into my hole, I gasp and let out a silent scream. Only Dev knows how to rock my body.

Meanwhile on Inkwell Island

Rumors about the casino's revival spread like wildfire once someone had mentioned it. This struck curiosity into the citizens of Inkwell most people believed that it would have just stayed down after it's defeat but to their surprise the rumors were true and the Devil's Casino was being rebuilt and reopened, then the news came and everyone went insane.

Cuphead

Mugs and I are finding things to get into while Elder Kettle and Madame Teapot make supper. Madame Teapot came into our lives not too long ago, saying she had no place to sleep for the night and saw our house first. Personally, I think it's bull because of where we live, but hey whatever makes the old guy happy I guess. My thoughts are put to the side when I bump into the back of someone. 

"Oh, my bad," I say not paying attention to whom I was saying it to. Mugs gave an elbow to my side and I look up only to see Specter and T-Bone putting something on the town board. 

"Oh, hey there kiddos. How ya doin'?" Specter's upbeat personality always seems to cover up the fact he's a complete psycho. Of course, I'd never tell him that because he'd probably kill me. 

"We're doin' pretty well. What about you Specter? Also good morning Mr. T-Bone." Mugs always has to respond when someone addresses us I couldn't care less. The almost always grumpy man grunted hello before turning back to the board. 

"What's that for? Somethin' y'all doin' for the express?" I began to become curious about the large poster that the men were setting up. 

"Of course not. Our express is already popular no need for tricks like this to attract people. Can I tell 'em?" Specter gave a look at T-Bone who in turn shook his no causing Spec to pout. "Fine! Well, I guess you two will have to find out after we finish." Mugs and I look at each and sigh as we sit down and wait for the huge-ass flyer to finish being hung. While waiting I see Grim timidly searching for something or someone. 

"Yo! Grim who or what ya lookin' for?" the tiny man that is for some reason is in human form jumps and looks at me. 

"Oh, it's you. I'm looking for Wally, he said he'd help but now he's nowhere to be found." The tiny man seemed to drift off from talking to me and Mugs to talking to himself.