Round two was not something Jayson expected. He was already tired from cumming, but the demon wasn't done with him? What was he to expect? All he knew was that it wouldn't take much to overstimulate him.
It seemed that the demon knew as well, and he received a kiss on his lower back. "I know you're sensitive, but you can cum one more time for me, can't you?" This was barely a request, he knew damn well he could do whatever he wanted with the angel. "You can say no baby, but if you really don't want it you can use a safeword, how does that sound?"
Oh, he liked that idea. Pretending not to want something he craved so bad? Just to feel like Grant had more control over him? Uhhh yes please. "Good... Can- can we make the safeword Cipher?"
"Of course," he purred, stroking his sides once more. "Now baby, do you think you can cum one more time for me?"
Hesitantly, he nodded his head, though he wanted to enjoy the control, he more so wanted to be good for his demon.
"That's a good boy," he whispered, brushing a thumb over his sensitive rim, making him shudder slightly. "Always so good for me," soon enough the demon was prodding at his ass with his thick cock, teasing him just a little.
"D-don't tease," whined Jayson, pushing his hips back. Though he was sensitive, he wanted this, and he didn't like to wait.
"Don't tell me what to do angel," warned the demon, cupping and squeezing his ass while he continued to barely press himself into the angel. Despite his want to tease, Grant grew impatient with himself, slowly pushing into him. This was different from their first time, for one, Grant didn't stretch him first. Because of this, it hurt a lot more when the blonde sank into him, but at the same time it felt so good- so right. He really liked the slight pain, though he knew he wouldn't want this all the time. Luckily, he was a little lubed from the previous analingus, so it wasn't unbearable.
It was only when their hips were flush against one another did Grant stop, kissing Jayson's cheek and whispering in his ear. "You doing okay? Does it hurt too bad?"
"N-no, it feels good," he nodded, even pressing his hips back against the other in a desperate attempt to have something, anything happen really.
"That's a good boy," he hummed, kissing his cheek once again and beginning to rock his hips into the smaller boy.
Immediately he received sweet moans, Jayson's hands clenching the sheet beneath them. "Fuck," he whispered his eyes shutting.
"Watch that pretty mouth," cooed Grant, speeding up his thrusts, pushing deeper and deeper every time, beginning to graze his prostate. But when Grant did his his prostate, boy did he moan, it felt so good. "Oh yeah? Feels that good?" He smirked.
"Yes- God yes," the angel rarely used the Lord's name in vein, but it was the only thing he could think of. For a brief moment, he thought about how disappointed the Lord would be, seeing one of his sweetest angels doing something so dirty with a demon, but it felt so right. How could it be wrong? "Harder, please," he moaned,
"As you wish," and Grant delivered, attacking his prostate like it was his job, earning a symphony of grunts and groans.
Because of how sensitive he was, Jayson found himself reaching his peak rather quickly, his breaths becoming ragged as he tried to last, to keep his cool. "Cum for me baby," Grant encouraged, continuing his almost aggressive thrusts.
That was all Jayson needed to spill his seed once more, something about receiving permission just turned him on that much more.
But to his surprise, the demon didn't slow, he didn't even blink, so it seemed. Not that it didn't feel good, but Jayson was getting more sensitive with each thrust. "N-no more-" he whined, but deep down he wanted much more. He wanted to be used to please the older boy, but he would not admit to that. "Too much-"
"Shhh baby," Grant kissed his neck long and slow, nipping oh so gently at the skin. "Just take it, I know you can."
There was no arguing, this was what he wanted after all. So instead of continuing to protest, he resorted to whining and moaning, loving the feeling of his hole being filled up by eight inches of demon cock. "That's my good boy," Grant grunted, shoving so deep that it felt like Jayson could feel him in his stomach.
Despite his cock being spent, he came again, just adding to the mess they would have to clean up later. At this point, he was too tired and sensitive to protest, so he just sat and took it, because really, it felt good.
Finally, Grant came, filling up the brunette with his sticky cum and pulling out oh so slowly, watching it drip out of his sensitive hole. "Get on your back for me."
Again? No- it was too much- but the idea of being controlled was too good to ignore. "T-too much," he sputtered halfheartedly, but he still did as he was told, lazily opening his legs for the other boy.
"Shh baby, you can do one more time, can't you? Just one more time?"
"Y-yes," he whimpered, he really was a sucker for the demon. This brought a grin onto the blonde's face as he pressed two fingers deep inside of him. It would have been nice for him to have done this earlier, but Jayson really couldn't complain. Now he was just tired, but content. Something about being made feel good by his- his master? Yes, his master. Something about being made to take whatever his master gave him felt so good- so right. Slowly, the fingers began to ease in and out of him, pulling out soft sighs and grunts.
"Such a good boy," Grant leaned down and kissed him sweetly, moving his fingers to keep the pleasure going. It was like the sex had been at every level of intimacy, from aggression to sweet, it all felt so good. But something felt better about the sweet- the gentle- the kissing. He didn't know how to describe it, partially due to the fact that all he could really focus on was the fingers inside of him and the soft lips moving with his. Before he knew it, Jayson came for the fourth time that day, his body beginning to shake from the extreme over stimulation. "Good boy, such a good boy." Jayson didn't even respond, he just scooted closer to his master and fell asleep.
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A Deal With The Devil
फैनफिक्शनJayson McCracken was a sweet angel. Pure even. His heart and body alike were untainted by the touch of another being. That was, until he met William Grant Hollingsworth.
