“Actually, can I kiss you first?” I whispered. Diving straight to his cock seemed rude somehow.
Dazzling eyes blinked at me before Jinx gave me another nod. My mouth started drawing towards his as if pulled by magnets. Leaning over him, I lowered my head and gave his lips the gentlest of brushes with my own. He tasted divine. He stared at me wide-eyed in surprise and a long, tense, silent moment grew. Then suddenly his hands were around my neck and he yanked me back down forcefully, smashing our lips together. Moaning hungrily, I did as I was bid and set to work kissing him thoroughly. He melted into it, his body arching up to meet mine, then he let out a soft, needy whimper as he frantically, messily kissed me back. What he lacked in skill he more than made up for with enthusiasm. His arms tightened around my neck, holding me in place.
I tried to pull away to take a breath but he wouldn’t let me go. I snaked a hand up into his glorious hair, twisted my fingers in it and held him down whilst I prised my lips away from his.
“You like kissing?” I gasped as I sucked in some much needed oxygen.
Jinx nodded as enthusiastically as he could whilst I was holding his hair, his bright eyes wide and earnest. A look of awed wonderment on his beautiful face. Heavens, this guy’s sweetness was going to be the death of me.
I grinned evilly. “Let me play with your cock now, I promise you, it’s even better.”
The incubus grinned, his eyes sparkling with excitement. I lowered my still-lubed hand to his cock, keeping my eyes fixed on his, I really wanted to drink in every second of his reaction. As soon as my fingers found his firm, warm cock, his eyes grew even huger.
I slid my fingers gently up and down his length. His pale cheeks flushed and his mouth fell open. He sucked in a shaky breath. I repeated the movement, this time gripping him more tightly. He moaned, a helpless, lustful moan, full of the sound of his pleasure.
My own cock started leaking. He didn’t look away. He willingly showed me everything. Completely open and vulnerable. I swallowed, my pulse racing. It was quite possibly the hottest thing I had ever seen.
I set to stroking him in earnest, determined to use all my skills and experience to give him the best hand job ever. I wanted to ruin him for anyone else. All other hand jobs he ever received would pale in significance to mine.
His hips started to buck, and a keening noise came out of his throat. He grabbed my shoulders, clinging onto me as he came. His eyes fixed on mine, pupils blown with his desire and amazement.
I looked down at him as he panted breathlessly. His cum splattered on his stomach. It hadn’t taken long at all.
“Good, eh?” I smirked.
Jinx stared at me and for a moment I couldn’t decipher the look on his face and in his eyes. Then I realized it was sheer devotion. It made my stomach twist uncomfortably.
“Hey, I didn’t invent sex and it will feel that good with most people,” I informed him.
Despite my earlier longing to rock his world and make him never forget me, I felt guilty for letting him think I was some sort of sex god and that the pleasure he had just experienced was all my benevolence and not merely the joys a human body could reach.
I grabbed a corner of the sheet and wiped his stomach clean for him. I’d have to strip the sheets later, so what the hell.
My cock throbbed painfully. Reminding me that we were far from done. Jinx needed to feed and he could only do that with my seed spilling inside him. I was extremely happy to help.
“Ready for the next bit?”
Jinx nodded fervently as he spread his legs wide. I reapplied lube to my fingers, still unable to tear my gaze from his, as I started to tease his hole.
The incubus gasped and wriggled. I grinned. I waited until he whimpered needily, before easing one finger inside him. He was tight, and as silken heat enveloped my finger, it was my turn to gasp.
Carefully I slid my finger in and out. He started moaning beautifully, his hips writhing, chasing my touch.
“Ready for more?”
Jinx nodded energetically, his eyes fever bright and his face flushed an adorable pink.
Two fingers had him throwing his head back and clutching his sheets. The sight was enchanting. Jinx was innocent yet not shy. There wasn’t an ounce of shame or self-consciousness in him. It almost made me wish I was a demon. It must be nice to be that free, that liberated. No hang-ups weighing you down. Just an unbridled ability to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh. No guilt involved.
I twisted my fingers, hunting for his prostate. When he cried out, I knew I had found it. I massaged it with firm tiny circles until he shrieked as he came, his back bowing off the bed. There was certainly nothing wrong with his vocal chords.
He stared up at me, looking quite dazed and more than a little spent. Pride swelled my chest, quickly followed by guilt. The poor man was starving, and I was just teasing him. Quickly I lubed up my cock, so very aroused that even the medicinal feel of my own fingers made me groan. No need for condoms with demons, they were immune to all human diseases and didn’t carry them. Bonus for me. Mages could burn diseases off, nevertheless I was always very sensible with my human partners, but there was something undeniably special about going bareback.
If he had been human, I’d give him far more of a rest in between. But he was a demon, a hungry one at that. I didn’t want him to suffer. It was unfair to make him wait any longer.
I kneeled by his ass and threw his legs over my shoulders. His amber eyes stared at me, curious, intrigued and filled with a hunger that wasn’t human looking at all. It was dark and predatory. It rose the hairs on the back of my neck, and sick bastard that I was, it hardened my cock even more.
Getting to fuck something so dangerous and deadly was exciting something deep within my nature. My primal self liked it, liked it a lot.
