“Akira, demons love blood.”
Akira nodded, having previously heard his blond friend explain. They were smiling.
“You've gotten hurt... but I like how yours looks...” ...And smells, I want to taste it... They so badly wanted to indulge in Akira. There was something so intimate about seeing her friend panting, sweating, dripping blood after going on a demonic rampage. Of course, who else would be there for Akira if not her? “I wonder... If I...” Ryo took a shard of broken metal and pressed it into the skin of his thigh. “Will you... drink that, Akira?”
The demon stared blankly, watching blood slowly trickling down his friend's pant. “Yea, I like it... Am I supposed to?”
Ryo nodded, hope glimmering in his eyes. With a hand beckoning forward, they encouraged the demon to come forth and relish in them. Taste me. She had to grip the shabby sofa of the nightclub, it was all she could do in order to not lose control.
Akira, already on his knees, swiftly licked their blood. The wound was already gone. It looked at it's friend.
“Want more...?” Ryo asked, yet cut themself again without waiting a moment for an answer - deeper, longer.
Akira held his mouth on his leg, letting the blood pool into it's mouth. The blonde put a sweaty hand in it's messy hair. After he took a big gulp, he snarled. “It's gone again.”
Ryo smiled. “Sorry, I can't help that. You are a demon now - all you care for is blood... But Akira, I have another need.”
Akira looked up, eyes only black slits, mouth red, telling of blood. Ryo snickered, grabbing a fistful of the demon's hair. “Please suck me off.”
Even if it wanted to protest, it had no choice. It was in between the legs of Satan herself. She was so visibly hard in front of the demon kneeling before her.
Akira rolled it's eyes. Of course, Ryo wants that at a club like this. “How much do I have to do?”
“What...? You don't have to... get me off... I just want to feel your mouth.”
Akira flashed his giant fangs at Ryo. “'Kay.”
After unzipping Ryo's pants, Akira wasted no time taking his cock into it's mouth. He sucked fervently as if he missed this, as if he'd never get this again, as if he was wanting this for years. The blond made noises that reaffirmed how well the demon was going down on him, now petting it's hair.
It's new mouth meant that there was way more room, a way longer tongue, yet sharper teeth. Ryo could careless if Akira were to accidentally poke their cock, they only reveled in the warmth and wetness that consumed them. The feeling was so overwhelming that they teared up, letting raptured tears fall.
Ryo did not have a small cock, which Akira liked, however was almost too big for it. Despite it's larger mouth, it certainly wasn't used to... doing this, it but wanted so much of Ryo. It dug it's nails into Ryo's skin, tearing at her soft flesh. Blood coated his fingers as he took her entire cock in his mouth. It gagged so badly, but forced itself to stay. Akira's tears fell onto Ryo's thigh now, falling into the blood. Ryo squealed, so desperate to stay silent, yet falling slave to ecstasy. He tore hairs out of his friend's head, hot fever rushing his body. Shakily, they breathed Akira's name, knowing that they could at any moment cum, while also knowing they would withstand a lot more. The more pleasure, the more cum, and she had to intention of letting go anytime soon.
He repeated his friend's name again, commanding him to stand up and strip it's pants off. Ryo stood up as well, only to lay down what was about to happen - “I'm going to fuck you, so please let me take control.” Smirking right into Akira's face, they gripped it's hair again and pushed it's face into the sofa. Ryo was never to be gentle, not when it came to sex. She had a 'I take what I want' philosophy, not really caring for the means to her end. He wanted to be inside Akira, he wanted the end to be Akira.
They shoved their cock into the demon's cheeks, searching for it's hole, and then diving back right into Akira's warmth. After pushing in, she steadied her shaking breath and body. Akira was far more vocal, groaning Ryo's true name - Satan. In that moment, Ryo felt Satan fucking Amon. That... was true, but he wanted this to be only Ryo fucking Akira. Satan and Amon had no place in this experience.
"Please... shut up." Ryo growled, holding Akira's hips, thrusting in hard. "I'm... Ryo... right now... Let me fuck you..."
Akira grunted. "Hurry, Ryo."
Ryo smiled, hearing his own name. "Yes..." They fucked it faster, trying to occupy their head with thoughts of Akira - so beautiful, now so corrupted. That's what she liked, knowing she ruined something completely innocent. Akira was his now - spun under his finger, his slaughtered sheep.
Akira now groaned for Ryo, repeating their name with deep breaths. "I need more..." The demon whimpered. Why the fuck did it whimper like that?
“'Course you do. Just let me give you-”
“No, Ryo...” It whined. “...fuck you.”
“What...?” They stopped.
“I need to fucking fuck you!” He yelled, so frustrated from the lack of pleasure. Akira had a bigger body than Ryo now - perhaps if the two would've fucked before Akira's transformation, it would be a different story, but Akira did not want to get it from the ass all night. “Get the fuck down.” It ordered.
“Big talk, heh...” Ryo snickered, sliding under Akira. They thought it was such a beautiful sight - Akira breathing so heavy it's entire chest was moving, Ryo was able to see the desperation in the demon's eyes. Please fuck me!
Her wish was granted, Akira hastily shoving himself into her ass. He grabbed Ryo's short hair with one hand, but harshly grabbed one of his breasts with the other. It hurt a bit, but Ryo choose to ignore that - his ass hurt way more, Akira was ramming into him at full force. Their back hit the sofa again and again, surely getting a bruise or a burn of some sort. This was exciting, being fucked so hard by such a handsome demon! Ryo couldn't even catch their breath, smiling and yelling breathlessly with each of Akira's hard thrusts. She again noticed the blood coating Akira's arms, there was some on it's neck too... Unable to resist, she craned her neck up to lick Akira's. She sucked and smiled at the taste, chomping down hard to taste more - that only angered him, forcing him to fuck Ryo even harder.
“W-wait...” Tears quickly formed in his eyes, wordlessly begging for Akira to slow down. It's sweat fell onto him, but there was a different, sticky wetness between the two of them. Ryo then whimpered, embarrassed, but Akira clearly had no regard. He groaned, instructing Ryo to shut up. They realized how much the tables have turned. “I fucking came! Akira!”
“Good, do it again!” He yelled back. “I'm going to cum inside you... You should always cum before me.” It's eyes were red with tears as well, looking deep into Ryo's.
“Why...?”
Ryo was surprised to be met with a slap. “Akira, what the fuck!?”
Akira slammed as hard as he possibly ever could into Ryo, most likely tearing flesh, but relieving himself inside of them. He practically collapsed backwards onto the hardwood floor, but Ryo was way too exhausted to check on him. “Thank you...” She whispered, crying again, knowing Akira held the same thought.
