Beach Day

Diane x King

Beyond the waterfall, past the calm, shimmering water, was a cove where 1 princess and 5 Sins screeched and splashed.

One Sin watched from the bushes, entranced. The chest on that girl, it entranced him, called to him.

King had woken up in a puddle of his own blood, his nose crusty. Looking up over the leaves, he barely managed to keep his footing, seeing her giant (pun intended) tits, curvy waist, and gorgeous, playful smile. He couldn't even put a scale to how much he wanted her to give him that look, not the Captain.

You gotta act like one of them.

Meliodas's words came rushing back to him. If he could... just get a peek... join them...

Before he knew it, his pants were already gone, his shirt discarded, and he panted through the leaves.

"Oppai, oppai," he grunted, a trickle of blood streaming down his now chubby face.

Diane saw movement out of the corner of her eye, and shrieked at the abomination before her. King was no longer the cute little boy she knew, but a rotund perv with lecherous eyes.

She dashed away, in the process revealing herself to him. He collapsed again, in a naked bloody heap, while Diane sprinted out of the cove and into the forest.

"Well, that was interesting," Meliodas whispered in Elizabeth's ear.

~

"That King! How could he be so creepy!?!"

Diane winced as another branch scratched her naked body and a rock scraped her foot. She cried out, plopping down onto some moss.

"Need a towel?"

Fun size King came up behind her, his nose plugged with some cotton. He held a towel in his hands, and wrapped it over Diane, averting his eyes.

"Thank you, King," she mumbled, and wrapped it tighter around her body.

"Soooo.... I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"No! No, it's okay. I know it's probably weird seeing me in my human form, so that's probably a shock."

King nodded, and they sat in quiet for a bit, listening to the water in the distance and the birds in the trees.

King looked at Diane's profile. Her long hair hung in wet strands that stuck to her flushed cheeks. He noticed a small scratch, and instinctively touched it with the pad of his thumb.

Diane jolted, making King jump and yank his hand away. "Sorry, sorry."

"It's okay, I don't mind," whispered Diane, looking at King too. His face looked slightly flushed too, probably from dashing around, looking for her. A few scratches marred his face, so she wet her finger and gently wiped away the blood.

Both fell into a trance of each other's eyes, not needing to say anything else. Her soft palm cupped his cheek, and King leaned into it. They leaned forward, and their lips met, softly, carefully.

The world spun for King. Diane, beautiful, sweet girl, was kissing a no-good, bumbling fairy like him.

He brought himself closer, gently holding her neck. It wasn't the best kiss at first, both not having any practice. But the more they kissed, the more he knew where to deepen it, the more she knew how he liked when she ran her tongue across his lips.

Diane moaned as his hands roamed her curvy body, traveling down to her ass and trailing up her sides. Her chest pressed into his, and it took all of his restraint not to change into his chubbier form and devour her completely.

"You've always loved these, haven't you?"

Diane smirked as King watched in childlike wonder. Her hands pulled down the towel, presenting her bare body to him. King wiped a dribble of blood leaking to his bottom lip.

She kneeled down, and he gasped as she unzipped his pants, letting his hard cock spring out. It was bigger than she expected.

King looked a little concerned. "Is it too big?"

Diane smirked too. "I'm not too worried."

And with that, she kissed the tip, licked from the base to the head, and took him deep in her throat.

Lewd sounds filled the forest, with Diane occasionally swallowing the precum and King grunting at her magical mouth. He tasted salty and strong, but she gradually came to like it. As long as it made King happy, she'd do anything.

"God, it's so good," King moaned, and gently placed his hand on her head, guiding her deeper. He wanted to thrust his dick all the way to the base, but it was Diane's first time, and he didn't wanna push her.

He felt himself nearing the end. Diane looked up at him, smiling around his cock. She pulled away and stroked him up and down. The other hand started to play with his balls, and he threw his head back in pleasure.

She let his cock out of her mouth with a pop and rose to his level, still stroking him. She moved it faster and faster, in tandem with his hips. Bringing her lips to his ear, she whispered "You can cum, King." At the sensation of her warm breath and her teeth nibbling at his lobe, King came.

His legs felt like they were gonna give out as she pumped him of the last spurts. She rubbed the sticky, raw substance between her fingers. King watched as she licked every finger, savoring his cum.

Diane looked down. King's member was hard and throbbing again, the tip still leaking.

She smiled. "You always wanted to play with these, right?"

She grasped her own breasts in her hands, and moaned, pulling at the tips.

King watched in wonder, and, needless to say, he got his wish.