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A Demon's Regret


It was perfection. To have (Y/N)'s hips cradled in a soft bed, her most intimate place open before me, presented for my delectation and adulation. I thought I'd die from the euphoria.

Never had a position of supplication and devotion felt so natural and fitting! I found it was wildly erotogenic to me to feel (Y/N)'s slick, hot sheath clasping my fingers, to hear her moans! The tactile gratification I was giving her elicited responses so intense they made my mind burn and my cock throb. I'd never tasted anything even approaching something like this! I found myself entreating her not to stop. “Yes, mistress, yes!”

I retracted the claws of two more fingers and slid them into (Y/N)’s eager entrance. I groaned as I felt her walls hugging my digits; her body responded so beautifully. She shook delightfully and her brain released a slew of neurochemicals I feasted on, making my cock twitch impatiently. Pleased, I reveled in her gasps as I pushed my fingers further into her core and returned my attentions to her swollen, wet clitoris.

(Y/N)’s bliss became too much to handle physically; she was too provocative, too stimulating in the throes of her ecstasy. My cock felt like it would explode if I didn’t find relief soon; my testicles felt like leaden cannon balls. I was experiencing sensory overload like never before.

Instinctively, I began to thrust my hips as I licked firm circles around (Y/N)'s tumescent clitoris. Wanting friction, contact with something, unintentionally I must have angled so that I was engaging in frottage with (Y/N)'s bed. The taste of her, the smell, it drove me mad with twin desires to satisfy her and spend my seed. All over her, inside of her, to coat the walls of her womb as she came! (Y/N) was MINE.

When I tasted that (Y/N) was approaching her orgasm, the thrill I felt was bliss incarnate. I thought nothing could be sweeter, only to have the moment eclipsed when she reached her climax. Her mind’s chemicals, her pleasure, swept through me like a tornado.

Instantly I met my own end as her most sacred place clenched my fingers rhythmically, blessing them with her nectar. Shamelessly, I ejaculated forcefully onto (Y/N)’s bed, unable to stifle a groan, as I was carried away by the strength of her orgasm.

I was embarrassed at having spent myself, yet again, on (Y/N)’s sheets. Sheepishly I folded the cover double, onto itself, covering the mess. I maneuvered up to engage in the traditional post-orgasmic embrace, and felt a stinging pain in my nethers! As I laid (Y/N)’s head on my chest, I glanced downward, and saw I’d managed to lacerate my genitals, and they were now copiously bleeding! Curses! Doubtless, she’d think me a total loon with a fetish for coverlets!

As luck would have it, I underestimated my lovely dryad. She merely radiated a combination of satisfaction and concern, prior to offering to apply human medicine to my phallus. I decided to let her. Though unnecessary, I would enjoy watching her lavish any and all attention to that area above all others.

I carried her, amid mild protests, to her bathroom, and set her on the seat of her toilet. From there she directed me where to find her ‘bactine,’ and some cotton balls.

Of course, as soon as she began to clean my wound, it began to bleed more profusely, as I started to stiffen at her touch. I couldn’t help it! It stung a little, but her fingers were so delicate, and she held me with such care!

“Andy!” She looked up at me, mildly scandalized. All I could think was that I had an excellent view of her ripe breasts from where I was standing, that her mouth was perfectly level with the base of my cock- “You’re making it bleed more!”

I raised an eyebrow at her. “Incorrect, my sweet. It is your ministrations that are causing the bleeding to increase. I’m quite certain that I am erect solely because of you. The sight of you, your tantalizing touch-“

(Y/N) stood up. “-Alright, new strategy! Into the shower with you! Go on, now, go!” She shooed me into the shower, where I stood, chastened, at the far end until (Y/N) had the water temperature adjusted. I was pleased when she joined me.

When I offered to help (Y/N) shampoo and condition her hair, as well as, later, to scrub her back, (Y/N) hesitated. Each time, she was very uncertain, but when she finally accepted, I sensed extreme pleasure, of a new type, from her. It tasted fantastic! She joked that I was too tall for her to help with my hair, but she did scrub my back as well, which felt delightful.

Being close to (Y/N), in that way, I felt a sort of way... I couldn’t put my finger on. It was fantastic, like eating really good human food, almost, or having an orgasm. But it was unfamiliar, and I also felt a strange vulnerability, that there was some weakness there. I figured it was probably another byproduct of having spent too much time around human women, and decided to ignore it, for the time being. It was, in all likelihood, insignificant, in the ultimate scheme of things.


Oh, yes, I'm sure. Insignificant in all likelihood, Andy-man. ;3



I try! ;3


Working on it! <3

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah

I hope you're feeling better!

Naughty Naughty Naughty! :)

Merelan Merelan

Oh, coolness... can't wait to read that chapter! :)

Merelan Merelan


I know, right? Haha! I think it might be even fluffier than my Santa oneshot. But never fear- I never provide fluff unbalanced by filth. Heh.

SmuttyPariah SmuttyPariah