Raxx groaned and rolled his weight from her whilst Faye fought to catch her breath.
“Ow,” she grunted, rubbing her knee where she had hit it in the fall. “We really have to stop doing this.”
“Speak for yourself. I never had any problems with teleportation before you came along,” Raxx replied with a smirk.
After taking a moment to adjust, the demon got to his feet and reached down to help Faye up.
“That was close,” she breathed, brushing some dust from her tunic. “Butsoworth it. How can I ever thank you?”
“I’ll think of something.” Raxx smiled at her before turning away and heading over to the kitchen. “Would you like anything to eat or drink?”
The princess licked her lips thoughtfully. She was hungry, but not for anything Raxx would find in his kitchen.
Faye was a passionate person – whether that was with horses, her sisters or her love life. She had enjoyed her time with Yorrin and had always been keen for a ‘roll in the hay’, but this... Being around Raxx filled her with a yearning for something she could never quite identify. Just the way her majick pulsed and flickered around him was addictive.
Every day that passed she craved more and more of the demon. She was a little ashamed of herself for being so openly wanton. Though she hadn’t had any complaints from Raxx thus far, she hoped he couldn’t sense her desperation.
All day she had laid chained to her bed, fantasising about what they would do together later that night. It had become a compulsion, she craved their intimate moments with one another and yet, whilst she would be sated a while, the desire would always return stronger than ever.
Raxx turned to face her with a quizzical look and Faye blinked, suddenly realising she hadn’t answered his question.
“N-no, I’m fine for now thank you,” she spluttered, feeling a blush rising to her cheeks.
The princess had done a poor job at hiding her intentions. A familiar expression crossed Raxx’s face, setting her body alight. As he stalked closer to her, Faye turned to nonchalantly sit on the side of the bed.
Her heart thumped as the demon knelt in front of her and she allowed him to push her backwards to lay against the bed. Faye swallowed thickly as Raxx began unlacing her tunic. As the last eyelet was loosened, the princess sat forward so Raxx could pull the leather from her. He placed it on the floor beside the bed before turning his attention to her breeches.
“What about you?” Faye whispered, her voice already coarse with desire.
Raxx ignored her request and hooked his fingers over the waistband, tugging them gently down over her thighs, to her calves and then off over her feet.
Soon the princess wore only undergarments, a shirt and gloves. The first time Faye had kept the gloves on, it had felt awkward but already she had begun not to notice.
Raxx nudged her legs and she spread them obediently, squirming when he lowered his mouth between her thighs and kissed her through her underwear.
Desperation to rip her clothing off and feel the demon’s mouth on her skin-to-skin only served to heighten Faye’s arousal. She lifted her hips and he continued to nuzzle her gently, his hands splayed on her thighs to protect his face from unwanted contact.
It was not easy to remain vigilant in the throes of passion. Faye was grateful for Raxx’s keen reflexes, as she lost control of herself and had unwittingly come close to making contact with him several times already.
The princess supposed Raxx was not only being considerate by ensuring she climaxed first, but perhaps it was difficult for him to truly let go in the moment when he had to be so aware of avoiding her touch. The thought sobered her and Faye sat up on her elbows, looking down her body at him.
Raxx’s dark eyes flickered up to her questioningly.
“Come up here with me,” Faye whispered, calling him forward with her fingers.
Raxx pulled his mouth from her and crawled onto the bed. Faye shifted her weight away from the edge and encouraged the demon to lie down on his back.
Once he had settled with his wings comfortably tucked away underneath him, Faye clambered to sit astride his lap and began unbuttoning his leather chest piece. Raxx lay still and compliant, watching every move of her fingers with a smouldering intensity.
Like she had just done for him, the demon sat forward to allow Faye to remove his leather tunic before laying back once more.
Faye wriggled, resting her weight on her bottom and watched the demon beneath her. His dark eyes were locked on hers but, as she pressed herself against him, they flickered, his concentration wavering.
Growing steadily more confident, Faye rocked her hips. She had doubted whether this would be enough stimulation for him through the thick leather of his breeches, but as she watched the demon’s brow furrow with pleasure and felt his thighs tense beneath her, the princess knew Raxx was enjoying her movements.
The demon released a deep breath and his hands grasped her hips tightly. It was all the encouragement Faye needed. She leant her weight into her arms as she began to move with more vigour.
Before long, Raxx and Faye were entangled in one another, both sweating and gasping for breath between grunts and moans of pleasure. It was physically taxing, but immensely more satisfying. Faye closed her eyes. If she focussed hard enough, she could almost convince herself he was seated inside her as she thrust against him, riding him closer and closer to climax.
