A Demon's Regret
I looked down at (Y/N), and felt completely, totally uplifted, and yet, at the same time, enslaved. In the space of a few moments, I had willingly readied myself for death's embrace rather than face having to leave her, and yet she had pulled me back from the brink with just a kiss? I had never encountered such power, not anywhere in the metaphysical, spectral, or supernatural realms I had been. (Y/N) could rule worlds if she learned to harness it.
“But… I didn’t, uh, see, I didn’t feel…” Her doubt didn't faze me; I knew I wasn’t lying. My extra accouterments weren’t meant to be obvious, only clandestinely stimulating to her wet, swollen sex. The very thing I so ached for, and that she denied me again and again!
I stood and moved closer. “I know they’re visible.” Though (Y/N) would have to look very, very closely. “Would you like you like to check again?”
(Y/N) flushed, and I didn't give her time to answer. I was still dangerously hungry. "I've heard they stand out the most when I'm the hardest. Maybe you should kiss me again first? Just to make them easier to see, of course." I raised an eyebrow and smirked, but didn't get the reaction I was hoping for.
(Y/N) sighed! She shook her head! Curses! I scowled. "No, truly, they're there, I swear it! You're making me detumesce rapidly, but-"
(Y/N) laughed at that, and I enjoyed the bubbly flavor. I didn't joke often, I hadn’t intended it that way, but it was different. I liked this taste too. "You're just terrible, Andy!" She put her hand on my chest, and for the first time, went on her tiptoes to kiss me first!
I reached to hold her head, pressing her lips against mine as I slid my tongue against hers. Uhn! Her mind was releasing such a heady brew; it was intoxicating! I could hear her wondering about the spines, smell her little slit leak desire for me inside her clothing. Fuck, I could actually hear the blood running to engorge her sex, make it swollen, wet, and ready for me!
I felt a sort of madness descend. If I couldn't pleasure (Y/N), somehow, if she wouldn't let me bring her to her own climax, show her the lover I could be, the pleasure I could give her, make her MINE in deed, I didn't want to live any longer! Satisfaction, gratification, orgasm, it was what I did, what I was! If (Y/N) didn't want me to pleasure her sexually, I was a failure, and I didn't care to continue on.
I pulled away, noticeably less hungry, but determined. "If you won't let me enter you as a man, than just let me touch you, please-"
(Y/N) just cut me off with another kiss, and I found her thoughts too hot too read. She scorched me with her passion, making my cock ache to be freed from my pants! If she hadn’t been enjoying this so much, my own lust would surely have killed me in minutes! I had never been so vulnerable in my life, what had become of me?
I grasped (Y/N) with my tail and arms and lifted her, pinning her against the door after setting her down. I was grasping at straws, desperate. I murmured into her ear. "I thought, so early on, we established it pleased you to do what I liked?"
She blushed, but I forged on after nipping her jaw. "Look how very little of that we've done?" I nipped her neck below that. “You seem pleased by me right now, mistress.”
(Y/N) looked up at me, her fingers in my hair. Her eyes were clouded over; I could taste her lust winning, her doubt and self-hatred receding. Yes! Suddenly her eyes got wider, and clarity returned. “Oh shit!”
Shit? She… looked embarrassed. Surely she didn’t mean actual defecation? If so, that was really unfortunate timing, but I could wait. “What? What troubles you? (Y/N)-“
She grinned up at me. “Actually, it’s not trouble, just bad timing. Are you feeling well enough for your surprise? I mean, before… I just, I should give it to you, you know… soon.” Her cheeks turned a lovely pink as she averted her eyes.
I could sense (Y/N)’s excitement at giving me things, especially… one thing in particular, the surprise! Well, I did like getting things! And she had, in her manner, seemed to imply that perhaps there was more to come than kissing? I felt giddy with happiness! “Yes! I want to see! Show me, my lovely enchantress!”
Hmm... a spiny penis, eh? Of course Andy sees no problem with it (being the penis-ee), but I can see why (Y/N) might be less than thrilled at the prospect.