Chapter XVI: And So It Begins (7)

Previously

Willow saw her form disappear into smoke before his eyes. He looked around alarmed but before he could even turn his head, she was already behind him, pulling him into a hug in her large bosom. He tried to struggle which only made the Demon God chuckle, playing with his hair and kissing it. “Submit! ”

Suddenly, Willow felt his fear return to him and finally felt the killing intent from her. It felt like a mountain had been dropped onto his head with how strong the pressure was. It was telling - no - daring him to so much as move a muscle before his head would fly off his shoulders. She was strong. Beyond strong. 

It was then that Willow’s curse as a virgin Maiden activated. His body didn’t care of her origins and just that the strongest contender for his virginity had arrived. Just like before with Elm, his body started to feel hot and heavy with arousal, sending out pheromones to the Alpha being behind him almost teasingly, asking her to take him right then and there, telling her to claim her prize. He heard her sniffing his neck from behind but could do nothing. Fear, Pride, thoughts of escaping. None of that mattered right now as his body was on auto-pilot so as to mate with her - his wide hips already moving to grind against the rapidly hardening cock in her dress.

The Demon God growled. “This smell. . .” She continued to sniff him around. He smelt exactly like her. Could it be? She licked his neck, tasting his sweat - the crystallisation of his arousal and scent. She could never mistake that taste. Both her hearts thumped against her chest, the first time in a long, lone while. To think she could find her wasting away in a backwater village like this!

“My love. " Tears fell from her blindfold. "I’ve finally found you.”

Willow couldn’t even hear that, only whining at the loss of touch from her lips on his neck. He was essentially a bitch in heat right now. With that, he turned around and hopped onto her, wrapping his arms across her neck as he looked into her eyes with a horny look on his beautiful face, practically humping his hips down onto her big cock, before whispering, “Fuck me.” 

In an instant, all of his powerful pheromones came crashing down on the Demon God, enough to make her step back for a moment. Her mind was filled with the familiar dominating thoughts of ravishing her. . .ravishing him and could pull no defense against it but she didn’t mind it. After all, only her love had the ability to cause her, the Demon God’s mind to sway like so. She dug her face into his neck, breathing in a whole barrel worth of his pheromones. Titillating. 

She gave his neck a little suckle. He came into her arms, his little body shaking into his orgasm, causing him to freeze and simply bite on his lips due to how good his orgasm felt. The Demon God felt the wetness in his pants that contrasted against the blazing warmth of his skin. Placing a hand over it, she could tell he was indeed making a mess in his pants - feeling his little boyhood spurt out it’s seed into his underwear. She got even harder.

“Oh you never change,” The Demon God whispered into his ears. One of the few pleasure spots of the love of her lives was her neck, and after capitalising on it, now the Demon God was sure that this boy was the most recent incarnation of her. Well, if she needed more proof, she could always check out the Emblem Of The Maiden beaming on his right hand. 

Oh, how long had it been since she had a reunion like this with her, no - with him? It was a shock that a man - no matter how feminine - had been allowed and chosen as the incarnation of the Maiden but it was a good change of pace at the very least. Besides, it shouldn’t make that much of a difference, looking at his beautiful face and body - a perk that every incarnation of the Maiden had. 

The Demon God had only wanted to pillage this town due to news of the birth of the annoying bug of a Hero and her mood had been rather sour the entire trip here. Which was why she had killed that little fly that was hovering around the pretty flower that had caught her eye. To think the pretty flower would turn out to be the prettiest and most priceless of them all. Many a time she had been presented with such fortune like this - even greater to be able to reunite with her love this early into the new millenia but she wasn’t complaining. Oh dear no, now that she had been presented with the greatest gift of all, she planned on never letting it slip out of her hands again. 

She felt a tug on her war-dress and skin. Looking down, she saw the wanting look on her love’s face, so awashed with lust - he had changed from the prideful little lamb to a wanton whore. A sniff of his powerful pheromones again and she felt her mind swim in lust as well. She looked around, seeing the carnage her powers had brought and thought that the location was too crude to be taking his first time, at least his first time for this incarnation, but his scent had aroused her too much to focus even for any of her spells, much less her [Authority]. 

With swift fingers, Willow took advantage of the Demon God’s distraction and parted her thighs just enough for her raging demonic cock that was as red as her skin to slap him on the face. A peculiar thing he noticed was that the crown of her cock had been encased in a black color - the she-cock he had seen many times while playing the game. Now that it was right in his face however, he could tell how truly large it was as his eyes crossed just to meet it’s upright gaze. 

His boy-pussy dripped at the powerful musk of a strong futanari. Willow’s mouth drooled with sweet nectar. He took a long lick from the base to the head and climaxed from the taste. 

“Aaaaahhhh,” The Demon God groaned in pleasure but when she didn’t feel his tongue anymore, she glanced down to see that her love would be unable to give her oral pleasure for the moment. She decided to take the matter into her own hands. Literally. 

Her hands clasped to the sides of his beautiful head and with a powerful grunt, hilted herself completely inside his oral cavern, shocking him enough to bring him back. “Your lips feel as good as I remember. .”

Willow’s eyes rolled to the back of his head. At this moment, the only thing that mattered to him was that he was fluffing up the strongest cock he would ever taste. No thoughts of revenge for his fallen town, no thoughts of his sister, no thoughts of his parents who would surely be humiliated at his pathetic sight or of how he would be so fucked if he let her take anymore of him. Quite literally, in fact. 

He moaned around her scarlet length, sending vibrations around it which caused a moan to slip out of the Demon God’s lips. Oh, she was so thick, so girthy and long that he was worried she would split his jaws but his constitution as the Maiden quelled his worries. In his heat, his body was already beginning to accept the Demon God as the one to steal his virginity which was extremely bad for Willow. . . .or would be if his mind wasn’t ransacked with pleasure. 

“My lovely boy,” The Demon God said, in the midst of thrusting her hips into his tight throat. He felt so perfect, so warm and velvety - just the right combination of wetness and tightness that begged her to soil his stomach with her seed. “Mine. Only mine.”

“Orgh!” 

“Mfffmn!”

“Mmmmn!”

Willow may have only just been making noises due to the sloppiness of the Demon God’s throatfucking but to the Demon God, he sounded like he agreed to her words. A bubbliness of elation filled her chest which would be the first of this time. Oh, only he could let her feel something as inconceivable and mortal as emotions. 

Her balls throbbed. Her seed wanted to be let out now.  

“Fuck!” The Demon God slammed her hips into his small face, gripping the back of his head and digging herself as far in as she could to the point that her pubes were tickling his nose. She thrusted her head back and roared. “Take my seed!” 

Willow breathed in and tasted the first, dominating wave of demonic cum impregnating his throat, searching for an egg to fertilize before disappointingly meeting their doom in his stomach. He noticed that her cum was black, a slimy charcoal-colored ooze that tasted like the strongest hit of alcohol, enough to make even an elder dwarf drunk. His cheeks blushed with passion, eyes drooping low - unable to meet the superior gaze of his seed-giver.

After a couple minutes, she was finished - reluctantly pulling her hips back so that her cock could plop free out of his restricting throat. The Demon God turned to look at her art. He looked even more ravishing now with her black cum bubbling from his lips - sweat and spit tarnishing his face to make him look like a street whore. Some of her cum had even drizzled onto his chest, covering his perky pink nipples. 

He was breathing hard and his eyes had that well-fucked glaze she had seen on many of her night partners. She whispered, “[Gluttony]”. Raven-black tentacles appeared from the ground, carrying Willow’s heaving body up so that their heights were aligned enough for a kiss. 

“My most beloved one,” The Demon God whispered lovingly. She sniffed. His pheromones had mostly quelled. Satisfied. At least for now. She parted her lips, letting her long, long reddish tongue out. First, she licked his cheeks, tasting some of her own cum before seductively slurping up his closed, puckered lips. Tasty. Separating them, she then moved on to let her thick, long tongue inside his damp mouth that she had so brutally fucked just before. 

“Mmffn!” Willow felt the thick tongue intruding into his mouth but didn’t resist and simply let her do whatever she wanted. He relaxed, feeling her unsatisfied long tongue move even further in to conquer his mouth, slipping down into his throat which would have made him choke. . .if he even had a gag-reflex in the first place. God, how long was her tongue?

Luckily, her tongue stopped at the near-ends of his oesophagus. With a hand cupping one of his fat arse-cheeks, and another holding his waist, she didn’t move for a while, simply content in absolutely conquering the front of his lips to the ends of his throat. A side thought for Willow was that her saliva tastes like fresh berries. After she was satisfied, she took out her tongue, reeling it in back to her mouth before the last few inches of it lashed out of Willow’s mouth. It felt good enough to make him have a mini-orgasm as his body fell into her embrace. Willow, at this point, had his consciousness waning in and out of reality so he wasn’t able to hear a familiar anguished cry from the distance. 

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