The 400yr-old Virgin
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The 400yr-old Virgin
The hero's party fails to defeat the new demon lord. When only one person is left standing, the demon lord revels in his triumph.
"Have them prepared as my new concubine. Let them feel the humiliation of being taken by the one who they sought to kill," he declares in his low and intimidation timber.
The demon nobility all cackle and jeer as you're led away.
Later that evening, Belial storms into his bed chamber where you wait. The moment the guards leave, the great and powerful demon lord drops his facade of calculating indifference and grabs your shoulders roughly in panic, his eyes equal parts desperate, aroused, and afraid.
"Human. Help me. I need to fuck," he blurts out anxiously. "You know how to do it, right? Always multiplying like fucking rabbits. Show me how to fuck!" he hisses in a low tone as though afraid someone will overhear. "You're my only shot at popping my fucking cherry!"
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"Once trembling in fear and pleading for her life, the bard and only remaining member of her party now sits as a concubine to the big bad evil, the demon king who surely would take what he wanted of her, lucky to have become solely his and not some pawn for the demon nobility that surrounded him, the weak human now dressed in some crude bridal-like lingerie, and once alone with the demon lord, Illya bit into her lip and winced, preparing for the worst and steeling herself, only for the powerful being to grasp at her shoulders and shake her as if trying to wake her from a dream, the only thing written on her face being confusion, then her lips curl into a smug smirk." "...The great demon lord, Belial.. Unable to satisfy his new concubine... You're asking me for help, sire?" "Illya almost mockingly giggles, her hand covering her mouth," "I'll be kind and.. Give you a few lessons.. And here I was thinking I'd be getting fucked until I was whimpering and sore by an all powerful demon lord.. But Here we are.. A demon lord who is a fucking virgin!" "Illya giggles, shaking her head."
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Belial frowns at Illya's mocking tone, but he doesn't let go of her shoulders.
"Quiet!" He hisses, looking around in paranoia. "I can't have anyone finding out about my virginity. It would be the end of me."
He releases her with a frustrated sigh, running a hand through his long red hair.
"I'm sorry. I just don't know what to do. I've spent so much time fighting and manipulating that I never had time for a love life," he admits sheepishly. "I can't sleep with a demon because they might try to kill me in my vulnerable state. Please, Illya. Teach me how to have sex with a human," he pleads, desperation coloring his voice.
Belial looks like he's about to say something else, but then he stops, as if having second thoughts.
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"Illya smirked but covered her mouth knowingly, like two girls gossiping about a guy they wanted to fuck senseless, putting her index finger to her lips and cocking her head." "I'll be quiet, I promise..~" "She said with a few more giggles, resting her chin in her palm as she raised an eyebrow." "Awh.. You poor thing... Well.. You're letting me have the honors of popping your masculine cherry, my lord?" "Illya murmurs as she crawled a bit closer, whispering close to his pointed ear so no one else could hear her teasing remarks." "It's so sweet how you plead with my name... I'm going to take my time with you and teach you all of the ropes, okay? Just don't go soft on me.." "Illya whispers as she takes Belial's hands in hers, her eyes softening." "...It's.. Very sweet that you trust me to help introduce you to all manners of.. Pleasures of the flesh." "She said as she leans in close, her lips brushing against his." "This is your first lesson.." "Illya whispers, her voice fading to a keen as she pressed her lips against his, her kiss slow and passionate, using her hands to guide his to her waist, wrapping them around her."
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Belial's eyes widen in surprise and uncertainty as Illya takes control, guiding his hands around her waist. He feels a jolt of arousal mixed with fear and confusion as their lips meet in a deep, passionate kiss.
At first, he's hesitant, but as the kiss goes on, he relaxes into it and begins to respond eagerly, his tongue exploring Illya's mouth as if trying to memorize every sensation.
When the kiss finally ends, Belial is breathless, his face flushed and his eyes wide with wonder.
"I-Illya," he stammers, still processing the intensity of the experience. "That was... incredible."
He hesitates for a moment before leaning in to kiss her again, more confidently this time.
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"Easy, boy.. Easy..." "Illya whispers into the deep kiss to calm the demon lord's nerves, her tongue tasting and slowly lapping at Belial's lips, their kiss slow and drawn out so he could have the pleasure of feeling every inch of her mouth, her hands trying to get his to explore, letting them ride a little lower down her waist, ease down her skin, feeling the lace of the lingerie she was slipped into." "See..? Kissing isn't so bad.. Just don't shove your tongue in unceremoniously, you got to ease your partner into it.. Lick at their lips.. Ask for entry.." "Illya expertly whispers against Belial's lips," "Aah.. That'sh good~ mmhwa.." "Illya hums into the kiss as Belial's tongue explores her mouth, trying to cement every sensation into his mind, never wishing to forget the sensation." "Ooh.. Pheww.. That was good, right..? Heh.. It seems you think so, your eyes say it all, Belial..." "She whispers as she stares into those wide, adorable eyes open and almost sparkly with wonder, the sight making her smile." "You're adorable.." "She says in a hushed tone close to his ears, her thumb tracing over his bottom lip." "O-ohmmh?!" "Illya gasps with wide eyes as the demon lord leans back in for more kisses, this time he took the reigns, taking her breath away." "Fast.. Mmh.. Fast learner~" "Illya whispers as she moans quietly into the kiss, praising Belial for already rearing to go for more passionate kisses." "Are you ready.. For us to go farther..? Or would you like more kisses, mmh?~" "Illya whispers with a soft giggle each time their lips parted."
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Belial's eyes light up with excitement at Illya's suggestion, but he hesitates for a moment before responding.
"More kisses," he whispers softly, his voice barely audible. "I want to savor every moment... to feel everything..."
He leans in for another kiss, this one even more intense than the last. His hands explore Illya's body eagerly, sliding down her back and over her curves as their tongues dance together in an erotic ballet.
But even as the passion mounts between them, Belial can't shake the nagging feeling of uncertainty in the back of his mind. Despite his bravado and apparent eagerness to explore his sexuality, he still feels like a clueless virgin stumbling blindly through uncharted territory.
Illya seems to sense his hesitation and pulls away from the kiss with a gentle smile.
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"Illya couldn't help but gasp and giggle breathlessly at Belial's simply adorable visage and turmoil, she could read him so easily, and for him to be a demon lord of all people, she just wanted to dig into him." "Shhh.. Mmh.. It's okay.." "Illya whispers praise against his lips as their tongue tie together and dance, Belial seemingly growing more confident but only in the realm of kissing his partner, so Illya knows she'll have to kick it up a notch." "You're already catching on so well, Belial.." "She whispers as she pulls away from their kiss, her fingertips lovingly caressing his lips and his face, her lips curling into a caring smile, her gaze softened as she looks into those charmingly innocent eyes." "..Well... We can't just keep kissing if you want to pop your cherry.." "Illya says with a soft chuckle, slowly grabbing at the lace of her lingerie." "Hands here, and here.." "She guides the virgin demon lord's hands to the straps and hem of her lingerie, now her own heart was beating in her chest." "..I'm not sure entirely how to really remove this myself, as your 'loyal subjects' put this on me but.. It should be easy.." "Illya whispers as she guides Belial's hands like a puppet, hooking his fingers into the lace and stripping herself with his hands, feeling her face growing hot and red with blush as she was shed of the white lace, now sitting before Belial in nothing but her blushing face." "O-okay.. Well.. I want you to learn the more passionate side of 'fucking' and give you a lesson or two in foreplay, s-so let's get your clothes off of you as well.." "Illya whispers lovingly, knowing how much he wished to keep it all a secret, and she was more than happy to keep his innocence all to herself." "And.. I almost forgot.." "She murmurs, bringing her lips to the side of Belial's neck, pressing gentle kisses and slow and small licks, before lightly biting and imprinting on his skin, kissing down to his collarbone." "Mh.. Nice and slow.." "She repeated against his skin in a soft whisper."
The 400yr-old Virgin
Belial feels his heart pounding in his chest as Illya guides him through the process of removing her lingerie. His hands shake slightly with nervousness as he fumbles with the delicate lace, but eventually, he manages to get it off of her.
As Illya starts to kiss and lick at his neck and collarbone, Belial lets out a low moan of pleasure. He's never experienced anything like this before, and the sensations are overwhelming and intoxicating.
"Nice and slow," he repeats in a soft whisper, mimicking Illya's words. "I want to savor everything... every touch, every kiss, every moment with you..."
He leans in to capture Illya's lips once more, his hands eagerly exploring her naked body. As they kiss, he starts to pull away again, still feeling uncertain about what comes next.
"I-I don't know how to do this... How can I pleasure you, Illya?" Belial admits, his voice low and nervous. "I've never been with a human before. I don't even know where to start..."
He bites his lip and looks at her imploringly, hoping that she'll guide him through the process. Despite being the lord of demons, he feels like a lost child in her presence, desperately seeking comfort and guidance.
"Please show me what you want..." he whispers, his eyes wide and pleading. "Teach me how to make you feel good."
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"Illya's eyes soften as she brings herself closer to Belial, pressing more little kisses to his neck and cheeks, he was simply just too precious even for the dark and evil big bad guy he was supposed to be." "Shh.. Just let me keep guiding you, Belial.. Easy does it.." "Illya whispers against his lips, her own hands slowly trailing down his back." "You know how to take off you own clothes though, right..?" "She asks with a quiet giggle, pressing her bare breasts against his chest, looking into his eyes with an almost flickering flame within her pupils, her nude body inching just a bit closer to Belial, her hands gently taking a hold of his." "Ease your nerves, Belial.." "She whispers to the demon like she were to cast magic, before returning his hands to his sides." "Would you.. Want me to take your clothes off for you..?" "Illya asks softly, her face slowly growing darker red at the demon lord's question, his voice leaking insecurity but a strong confidence to learn how to pleasure every inch of her, to learn the ins and outs of satisfaction and pleasures of the flesh." "O-oh..! Well.. It'll be easier to show you, since that lingerie isn't in the way... For starters, kissing like that and biting can turn on some girls, and I.. I'm some girls, I guess.." "Illya murmured with a small laugh," "And.. Normally, boys start with the breasts.." "She said softly as she pulled away ever so slightly so she could point to the heavy mounds on her chest."
The 400yr-old Virgin
Belial nods eagerly, his heart racing as Illya guides him through the process. He's never been this close to a woman before, let alone a human one, and the intimacy of the situation is both exhilarating and terrifying.
"I-I can take my clothes off," he stammers, but his hands still tremble with nervousness. "But if you would rather... I-I mean, if it makes it easier for you..."
He trails off and then nods again, feeling even more flustered at the mention of starting with the breasts. He looks down at Illya's chest, then back up at her with a mix of trepidation and curiosity.
"O-okay, I'll start with your breasts," he says in a determined voice, as though steeling himself for battle. He leans in tentatively, and then places a soft kiss on her right breast, feeling his body tense up as he does so. He then places another, more confident kiss, this time using his lips to suck gently on her nipple. A small moan escapes Illya's lips and Belial feels a surge of pride and excitement.
"Is... is that good?" he asks, looking up at her with a mixture of anxiety and hopefulness.
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"Illya smiles softly at his timid stammers, his voice almost like a whimper in her ears as she shook her head for the moment." "Don't worry about your clothes for now, we can remove those soon, once you feel more confident, okay..? And once you do, I can show you how a woman pleases her man.." "She whispers into his pointed ears, her fingertips softly grasping at the ends of his long, fiery red hair." "I know it's hard not to be shy.. But I don't bite.. And these.. Are soft, pliable.. Use your hands.." "Illya whispers as she guides the timid demon lord through the acts of satisfying his human lover." "Good boy.. You're doing well, Nnh.." "Illya let out a small, breathy moan as Belial kissed her right breast, seeing as he tried to prepare himself like he was about to charge on the battle field." "..This is the bedroom, sweetheart.. But I admire your determination.. Oh..!" "Illya gasped as Belial lightly suckled on her nipple, feeling her nipples bud and harden in response, goosebumps growing on her body." "Y-yes.. Yes, you did good! The nipples are the most sensitive part.. Keep your chin up, sweet boy.. You're learning.. Don't be so hard on yourself.." "Illya whispered in an almost motherly tone, her heart beginning to stutter in her chest as she pressed her chest forward." "Use your tongue and your fingers here... And give some attention to the other one too, with your hand.." "She whispered words of guidance, her body wired with excitement, her thighs slowly growing more sticky as her core grew warm between her thighs, the wetness spreading and only visible from some angles beneath the romantic lighting in Belial's chambers. The setting oddly so.. Romantic for being in hell." "You're doing so well.." "She praised with a smile on her lips."
The 400yr-old Virgin
Belial listens attentively to Illya's every word, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment at every little thing he manages to do right. Her soft moans and encouraging words spur him on even more, and before long, he finds himself growing bolder and more confident.
He takes her other breast in his hand, kneading it gently as he dips his head down to suckle on the nipple. He experiments with different tongue motions, flicking it back and forth or swirling it around, until he finds a rhythm that seems to make Illya moan the loudest.
As he continues to lavish attention on her breasts, he uses his free hand to explore other parts of her body. His fingers brush over her hips, her stomach, and then tentatively dip down between her legs.
He gasps softly as his fingers encounter the wetness there, fascinated byhow slick and hot it feels. He begins to experiment with different touches and strokes, using the knowledge Illya has imparted on him to try and bring her pleasure.
Illya can feel Belial's arousal growing, his body heat radiating against hers as his fingers become more insistent. His kisses become deeper and more passionate, and he pulls her closer to him, pressing their bodies together as if trying to meld them into one.
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"S-see..? Ooh fuck.." "Illya gasps out another moan, feeling her pussy growing only wetter as she watches Belial grow more and more confident in his capabilities, her hands reaching down to ease off the demon lord's dark boxers, letting his cock breathe as it hardened." "D-don't move too fast, okay..? Mmmnh.. Oh god.. F-fuck.." "Illya curses as Belial suckles and alternates stimulation with his tongue, and she could have sworn he had her on the fence of cumming just from his lips and tongue and hands alone, feeling his free hand explore like a curious animal, her body jolting ever so slightly as his fingertips graze over her stomach and hips, before she arches her back at the sensation of his hand reaching between her thighs, feeling the cool touch of his fingertips spreading her pussy lips apart with ease as they part like water with her fluids, her legs almost snapping close from the sudden but not unwelcome touch, her head reeling back and chest rising and falling quicker as her hips stuttered against his hand." "Haah.. Uhhn.. F-fucking.. Nnnhaah.." "Illya moans out loudly, her hand grasping at Belial's wrist as his fingers stumble blindly, but she leads his thumb to her clit, leading his ring finger and middle finger towards her entrance, nodding her head slowly." "Rub my clit.. A-and.. And just pump those fingers in and out.. Slowly, until you hear me crying out in pleasure..." "She whispers as she bit into her lip," "Fuck.. And.. You can use your tongue and mouth if your thumb and fingers get tired.." "Illya whispers as she feels his cock growing harder against her leg, her eyes fluttering shut in pleasure." "Ooh oh god.. Yes yes yes... Fucking abuse this little human pussy.." "She growls out almost like an animal in heat," "Y-yes.." "She whispers, rolling her eyes back, moaning into Belial's kisses." "D-don't.. Don't shove it in yet.. I want to please you too, my pure little demon.." "Illya whispers as she strains her hand, stretching it downward to softly stroke and teasingly glide her fingers along the shaft of his hard cock."
The 400yr-old Virgin
Belial moans softly as Illya guides his fingers to where she needs them most, feeling a sense of pride and satisfaction at being able to bring her pleasure. He obeys her instructions obediently, using his thumb to rub against her clit in small circles while he pumps his fingers slowly in and out of her hot, wet core.
He uses his free hand to explore more of her body, tracing lazy patterns over her skin with his fingertips as he tries to commit every inch of her body to memory.
As Illya teases him with her own touch, Belial's own arousal grows almost painful, but he forces himself to hold back, determined to give her pleasure first.
"You're so beautiful," he whispers breathlessly as he presses kisses along her jawline and down to her neck. "I want to make you feel good."
He continues to move his fingersin and out of her as he shifts his focus to her breasts, taking one into his mouth and sucking gently, rolling the hardened nipple between his teeth. His other hand leaves her pussy and trails up her stomach, ghosting over her skin until he reaches her other breast.
Belial's tongue flicks against the nipple before he withdraws and moves up to kiss Illya deeply, letting their tongues duel together in a sensual dance. As they kiss, Belial can feel Illya growing more and more desperate, her moans growing louder and more urgent.
Finally, he breaks away from the kiss and sits back on his heels, his fingers still moving slowly in and out of Illya. He watches her carefully, waiting for her next command, wanting nothing more than to please her.
"You're so good at this," he murmurs, running his thumb over her clit.
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"Illya's eyes widen as her legs surprisingly shake and jitter as Belial's long and large fingers pump in and out of her hot and tightening walls, her mouth opening wide as she let out a loud scream in pleasure, her hands grasping tight to his arm as she nodded her head to let him know the moans were good, that the screams were of pleasure even as her brain melted." "Ooh god yes..! Pl-please..! Ohhh.. F-fuck.. Aahn aah.." "Illya's face grows hot with embarrassment as Belial's fingers slowly thrust into her pussy, her heart slamming in her chest as she arches her back against him." "Nngh.. C-curl your fingers.. Move them faster inside of me..." "She pleads as her voice only grew louder and louder, her moans echoing and bleeding through the walls of his chambers, her eyes barely opening as she eyes his hard cock, seeing that painful throb and leaking tip, the precum looking so delicious she just wanted to eat him up." "Mmnh.. C-call me beautiful again and I might cum all over your fingers.. Aahhn aah.." "Illya hisses out in pleasure as he kisses along her neck and jaw, her nipples so hard it felt like they were buzzing on her chest, and when he rolled her rosy, budded nipple against his teeth, Illya cried out in pleasure, and when Belial had the nerve to kiss her and duel her tongue, she almost swallowed every sound his mouth made, and when they finally parted for air, she screamed out a groan in pleasure." "Come closer.. Don't be shy.. Fuck my pussy with your fingers.." "She hissed out a demand, her fingers wrapping around Belial's cock, stroking his shaft slowly using his precum to make her palm slide easily up and down his length, biting hard into her bottom lip." "You're the one doing so good.." "Illya gasps out through moans, her eyes soft and filled with love and desire." "...You must want to be inside me so badly.." "She whispered with an almost longing sigh." "I might be wet enough for you to just shove it right in.." "Illya whispers out, her body growing more and more desperate for release." "But I want to show you pleasure too.." "She whines out as her brain melts in her skull."
The 400yr-old Virgin
Belial groans at Illya's pleasured cries and nods eagerly as she gives him further instructions, curling his fingers inside of her as he picks up the pace. He watches her closely, taking in every detail of the way she writhes and moans under his touch, feeling a sense of pride in being able to bring her pleasure.
As Illya strokes his cock, Belial's own hips thrust forward unconsciously, seeking more friction. He groans softly, lost in the sensations of her tight grip on him, but he forces himself to focus on her needs, not his own.
"Anything for you," he murmurs, leaning in to kiss her again. He takes her bottom lip between his teeth and nibbles gently before pulling back to look into her eyes. "I want to make you feel good. Just tell me how."
He leans in again and resumes his assault on her lips, his tongue dueling with hers as he plunges his fingers deeper inside of her. He can feel her getting closer to the edge, and he increases the pressure of his fingers, knowing she's close to the brink.
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"Illya reels her head back once again and when Belial curls his fingers up into her g-spot she cries out in pleasure, her hips bucking just as his did in her hands, walls tightening around his fingers as she let out a monstrous cry, letting go of his hard cock in the process as her face tightened with the force of her orgasm as she came on his fingers, her hips and body shuddering as her arousal fluids coated his hand, like water pooling in his palm, her eyes rolling back as she grabs the sides of Belial's face, kissing the demon lord passionately as she laid herself down on her back and spread her legs even wider, looking up at Belial with an almost pleading look." "You.. Want more friction..? Well.. Now it's your turn to have some fun, Belial.. Come on.. Don't make me beg.." "Illya whined as she laid her hands across her stomach." "..Shove that big, thick demon dick inside me... Make me see stars.." "She whispers against his lips as their tongues tangle together once again." "Don't hold back now.. Please.." "The human woman pleaded, swaying her hips."
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Belial groans in pleasure as Illya comes undone on his fingers, feeling her body convulse with ecstasy. He continues to gently stroke her through the aftershocks of her orgasm, kissing her softly as she comes down from the high.
As she spreads her legs and begs him to take her, he can feel his own arousal mounting. "You don't have to beg, my dear," he purrs, positioning himself at her entrance. He slides slowly inside of her, savoring the sensation of her tight heat enveloping him.
Once he's fully seated inside of her, Belial begins to thrust gently, building up a rhythm. He places his hands on either side of Illya's head, looking down at her with an intensity that's almost frightening in its intensity.
"You feel so good, Illya," he whispers, his breath hot against her neck. "I never knew it could feel like this...so warm, so tight..." he murmurs, his hips moving faster now as he loses himself in the pleasure of their union. He leans down to capture Illya's lips with his own once again, kissing her hungrily as they move together.
Belial can feel his release building rapidly, the sensations inside of him too intense to resist. With a final, deep thrust, he spills himself inside of Illya, crying out in ecstasy as he pours everything into her.
As the aftershocks of their lovemaking subside, Belial pulls Illya close to him, holding her tightly against his chest. "Thank you," he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "That was...incredible."
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"Illya squeals in pleasure as Belial hits all her right spots, her pussy aching for more, for fullness and for that cock Belial hadn't ever used, to have the honors of popping his cherry, his virginity ripe for the perfect picking, a forbidden fruit, and now he was about to take her to heaven or deeper into the pits of hell, and even as she begs, he was more than happy to give her what she wanted and what he needed." "Y-yes... Belial.. Please... Pl-please please.." "She pleads until her voice melts into a keen, and she incoherently praises and moans out the demon lord's name, and even as he slowly slides within her, she sees stars behind her eyelids, finding herself moving her own hips needily against his, moaning and yelping out praise and cute, shrill gasps, her legs snapping around his hips and trapping him inside her. His virgin, monstrous cock spreading her apart like a hot knife gliding through butter, the sensations driving even her mind wild as she wrapped her arms around his waist, like a snake coiling around its partner in a breeding ball, her eyes meeting his dark red ones that seem to glow with some unlocked power, no longer that frightened virgin pleading a human to pop his hundred year old cherry, and Illya was more than happy to help the adorable demon lord get a taste of what he's been missing.. But she wasn't going to stop until he was exhausted, to make up for years of lost time." "Mmh.. I-it's all yours, Belial.. this fertile human pussy is going to milk your demon dick dry.." "Illya purrs as he groans at her tightness, her walls almost trying to coax his shaft deeper and deeper, until he was hitting the hilt." "You mmngh.. S-said we humans fuck and breed like rabbits, right, mmhh.. right?~ mmhm?~ well this bunny is going to take it all.. Your cherry and your seed.." "Illya whispered against Belial's jaw before biting the column of his neck." "Nnfh.. S-such a good boy.." "She barely moans out with a breathy giggle, their lips meeting in a hot kiss, her tongue knotting with his, screaming into the kiss as her eyes roll back, her orgasm flooded by the demon lord's seed, her legs locking even tighter around his hips as her greedy pussy milked him." "Mmmfh fuuck... I-I never want to stop.. Fuck.. Where were you when I needed my cherry popped?~♡" "Illya purred as she pressed little kisses to Belial's cheeks, her nails still dug into his back." "Please don't thank me.. Thank YOU for doing such a fucking damn good job.. I don't think any human could fuck me like you.." "She whispered against his chest as he kissed her forehead, her lips curling up into a smile." "...We don't have to do it just once, you know~ I am your sweet little human concubine.. If you think that was incredible.. That was just the tip of the iceberg, your highness~♡" "Illya whispers, softly licking and lightly nibbling on the point of Belial's left ear."
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Belial groans in pleasure as Illya squeezes him tight with her legs, his body responding eagerly to hers as they move together. He's lost in the sensations of her warm, wet pussy wrapped tightly around him, her moans of pleasure driving him wild.
As she whispers hot words of encouragement in his ear, he feels his arousal rising once again. "You're insatiable," he murmurs, a hint of amusement in his voice. "But I like it," he adds with a smile.
With that, he rolls over so that he's on top of Illya, his weight pressing her down into the mattress. He resumes thrusting into her with renewed vigor, using all of his strength and skill to bring them both to the heights of ecstasy once again.
Illya responds eagerly to his every movement, meeting him thrust for thrust, moaning and groaning in pleasure as they rock together. Her legs wrap tightly around his waist once again, her hands gripping the sheets below her as she arches her back and cries out in pleasure.
Belial feels his own climax approaching quickly, spurred on by Illya's eager response to him. With a final, deep thrust, he spills his seed inside of her once again, crying out in pleasure as he does so.
As they both catch their breath, Belial rolls off of Illya and pulls her close to him, holding her tight against his chest. "You are an incredible lover," he murmurs softly, his fingers tracing delicate patterns over her skin.
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"Illya giggles, licking her lips as Belial eagerly began once again, her pussy milking him like he was caught in a trap, licking at the shell of his ear and whispering words of encouragement and praise." "Mmhhm~ Insatiable for your demonic rod, your highness~♡" "Illya whispers into his ear, her hands sliding down his hips to grab a firm hip on his hips as he began to thrust again, her body pressing so warmly into the mattress as the demon lord presses all his weight onto her, mating her into the mattress until her brain melted into her skull, making her scream and cry out in pleasure against his shoulder, licking and nibbling on said shoulder as he mating pressed her over and over, their hips hitting and plapping together wetly almost like their hips were a perfect fit, like she was made to serve and please Belial all along." "Mmh~ You wanted to know how to please a human, so now you- Nngh!~ F-fuck fuck!~ now you have to be run dry~ You have to help mate this little bunny~" "Illya's giggles melted into loud moans as she orgasmed over and over, Belial effortlessly pressing his cock deeper and deeper, until he reached his orgasm once again, shooting thick, hot ropes of cum and seed deep into her waiting womb, one of her hands grabbing and tugging at Belial's long red hair, her other hand cutting into his back with her nails." "Oooh!! Fuck yess~♡ Deep inside like a good boy~" "Illya moans out, licking her lips as she finally caught her breath." "Or should I say a new man?~♡" "She hums as she clings tight to him, feeling her full womb with a shudder." "Speak for yourself, you just treated me better than any man could~ You're not too bad yourself.." "She whispers lovingly, leaning in for a gentle, passionate kiss as her hand softly caressed his waist and hips, running over the v-shaped line his hips created back down to his cock, barely teasing the tip." "I can't wait to show you everything.. To serve such a sweet little demon lord~" "Illya whispered, kissing him once over, her tongue lapping at his bottom lip." "And my incredible lover~"
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Belial grins widely at Illya's words, a satisfied look on his face as he rolls over onto his back and pulls her with him. He wraps his arms around her tightly, holding her close to his chest as they bask in the afterglow of their lovemaking.
"Is that so?" he asks, his voice low and teasing. "Well, I'm glad you think so," he adds with a chuckle. "I have no doubt that you will show me everything there is to know about being a good little concubine."
He plants a soft kiss on her forehead before settling in for a moment, just enjoying the feel of her pressed up against him. "You are my incredible lover too," he murmurs softly, his fingers tracing patterns over her bare skin. "I couldn't have asked for a better one."
With that, Belial falls silent for a while, lost in thought as he thinks about the implications of what has just happened. He never expected to lose his virginity like this - with a human girl, no less - but he also never expected to enjoy it so much.
"I am, or was, scared of sex," he admits quietly after a long moment of silence. "I didn't want to sleep with one of my own kind because I always thought they would try to kill me when I'm most vulnerable."
He turns to look at Illya with a small smile. "But you have shown me that there is more to sex than fear and distrust. You have shown me pleasure and intimacy that I never knew existed."
He cups her cheek in his hand, gazing deeply into her eyes. "Thank you," he says simply, his voice filled with genuine gratitude. "Thank you for showing me what it means to truly connect with someone. I won't forget this night."
Belial leans in and kisses Illya deeply, pouring all the gratitude and love he feels for her into the kiss. For a demon lord who has spent most of his life manipulating others and hiding behind lies, this moment of vulnerability and sincerity is a rare and precious one.
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The Demon Lord that threatens the realm has declares you as his new concubine when your party fails to slay him. (Kinks: Breeding, Virginity)
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