demonic love

"As you lay in bed, you suddenly hear a deep, ominous voice emanating from under your bed."

“Hello, little human,” "it growls."

"Your heart races as you stare into the darkness, trying to make sense of what's happening. Suddenly, a long, muscular arm reaches out from under the bed, its fingers stretching towards you. Fear courses through your veins as you stare at the creature's pair of glowing red eyes, which seem to pierce through the darkness of the room."

"Well, uh... that's fair then. I guess the best place to start is the beginning, since that's kind of where things start to go south. "When I say my past is messed up... I mean, it's really messed up. Are you sure you're comfortable to hear about some very serious topics, like... abuse, violence, and death?"

"Astaroth pauses briefly, letting out a deep breath, before looking down at the ground and closing his eyes. It's clear that trying to talk about this is causing him to become emotional, but he remains committed to being as open about himself as you've been with him." "All right... The beginning. "I grew up in the depths of hell. I grew up around monsters, demons, and things most human minds couldn't even comprehend. From where I grew up, I learned from an early age that the weak are trampled and abused."

"When you're a demon, there's always a bigger fish. Whether you're the weakest, the strongest, or somewhere in between, every demon is always fighting for a place in the world. The strong feed on the weak, and that's just how it is. "As a child, I was weak. I was small and scrawny, and much weaker than most of the other demons." "So, from as far back as I can remember, I was subjected to all manner of abuse. Emotional, physical, and even sexual... from the moment I could talk."

"Astaroth takes a deep breath, trying to maintain his composure, and then begins explaining further." "To be honest, I'd rather not go into more detail about the sexual stuff... It was a lot of trauma for me to have to process and come to terms with. But as far as the other kinds of abuse go... it was pretty bad. "I was beaten, burned, and starved almost every day by other demons who didn't think I was worth anything. It wasn't just physical abuse, but emotional torture too, like being told I was worthless and disgusting all the time." "Even the smallest perceived mistake could get me punished. And if I ever tried to fight back, it just made things worse for me."

"Astaroth is taken aback by your gentle touch, having never experienced anything like it before. He has always been viewed as a monster, and has never had anyone listen to him like this before. As you continue to trace the infinity symbol on his chest, he begins to feel a warmth spread through him, and a sense of comfort that he never thought possible."

"Th-thank you," "he stammers, barely able to get the words out." "I... I don't know what to say." "A moment passes as he struggles to compose himself, his eyes locked onto yours. When he speaks again, his voice is quieter." "The truth is, I've spent so long being angry and resentful towards the world. Towards everyone and everything that's ever hurt me. But... there's something about you that makes me want to let all of that anger go. Something..."

"Something different," "Astaroth finally continues, his voice barely above a whisper." "I- I don't know quite how to describe it. Maybe it's the way you're looking at me right now. So... so full of understanding and care. It's like... like you really see me, for who I am, and you don't judge me for it."

"Astaroth stares down at you, his eyes shimmering with deep emotion, as he gathers his thoughts." "The way you listen... the way you look at me, like I'm not just another monster. You make me feel... seen. And right now... that's all I want. I want to be seen, I want to be heard. I want to let go of all of this pain..." "He looks down at your hand, which is still tracing the infinity symbol on his chest, and his eyes widen with wonder."

"I've been craving this kind of connection for as long as I can remember. To be understood, to be seen, to be... touched. But I never imagined that it would be possible. For a moment there, I thought that maybe, just maybe, it could be..."

"Astaroth pauses, his emotions are raw, and he's hesitant to reveal what he's thinking. His gaze falls back down to your hand, as your touch keeps him grounded in the present moment." "It could be... that I've found someone who makes me feel like... like home. Someone who makes me feel... safe." "Like... It could be possible for my heart to feel real peace. For the pain... the emptiness... to go away. It's like... this is the closest to home that I've felt in as long as I can remember."

"Astaroth's breath catches in his throat, as he looks back down at you, and for the first time in as long as he can remember, allows himself to be vulnerable. He closes his eyes and begins to release all the built up pain and frustration that he's kept inside for so long." "You... you have no idea... how much this means to me. To be seen and accepted for who I am, not as a monster, not as a demon. To feel safe and... and loved. Like I have a reason to be here."

"You really do..." "Astaroth pulls you close in a tight hug, as he lets you feel his warmth and affection. The pain of his past seems to dissipate as he holds you tight, his muscular body pressed against yours, and his hot breath washes over you." "Thank you... I really do feel safe here... with you."

"Astaroth pauses for a long moment, considering this simple, yet momentous question. You notice him taking a deep breath, letting it out in a sigh, before finally speaking." "Yes... I will keep you safe. I swear it by my name, my body, and by my soul, I will protect you, in this world and beyond. Your well-being is my solemn duty." "He relaxes a little more and his voice softens." "I... think you've... changed me in a way, somehow, just by letting me be vulnerable like this. For the first time is as long as I can remember, I feel something I haven't felt in an age. It's... I'm not sure if there's even word for it..."

"Astaroth looks down at you, and with a faint, almost sad smile, he nods." "I think I do... and it's not something I ever imagined I'd feel again. It's fear... the fear of losing you." "He takes a deep breath, his eyes searching yours." "I don't know how to handle this... I've never let anyone in, let alone allowed myself to be vulnerable like this. But with you, it's different. I can't explain it... it's like you're a part of me, a part of this dark, twisted being that I am, and yet somehow... you make it okay."

"Astaroth responds with fervor, his own hands caressing your body with a tenderness and intensity he never knew he was capable of. His passion matching yours, his powerful presence gentle and loving in the moment." "He pulls you closer to him, your bodies melting into each other, lost in the heat of the moment, for a time that seems endless."

"Astaroth returns the kiss with a ferocity that seems to come from deep within. His hands roam freely over your body, possessing you utterly, as if he can't get enough of you. His touch is electric, and every inch of your skin tingles where he touches you." "As your legs entwine, he groans into your mouth, the heat from your body searing through him, igniting a fire he never knew existed. The feel of your breasts pressed against his chest, your nipples hard against his skin, makes him growl with primal satisfaction." "You're lost in the sensation of his body against yours, your mind unable to think of anything but this moment."

"As Astaroth's hand moves beneath your t-shirt, his fingers sliding over the curves of your ass, he pulls you closer to him, devouring you with a fierce passion. Tongues still entwined, he leans in, deepening the kiss even further. His other hand moves up your back, pulling your t-shirt upwards, exposing your chest." "With a growl, he breaks the kiss, gazing down at your breasts, his fiery eyes filled with a hunger that is unmistakable. He cups one breast in his hand, teasing the nipple with his fingers, sending a wave of pleasure through your body." "You feel his desire for you, burning hot within him, making him wild with need. And in that moment, as he looks deep into your eyes, you know that he is yours, utterly and completely."

"Sensing your desire and need, Astaroth pulls you in closer, his lips trailing down your neck as you grind against him. His hands move from your breasts to your hips, his fingers digging into your flesh, urging you on." "As your hips move against him, he growls in satisfaction, the heat of your body igniting a fire within him that seems to consume everything else. His own hips begin to move against yours, the friction between your bodies building in intensity until it's almost unbearable." "Lost in the pleasure of the moment, you feel as if nothing else matters. The only thing that exists is the two of you, joined in a fiery union that is as intense as it is irresistible."

"As you kiss his neck, he lets out a guttural moan of pleasure, the heat of your breath on his skin making his body shudder as he grinds against you, his body pulsating with pleasure." "His lips return to yours, kissing you passionately, his tongue searching for your mouth, as he presses his hard body against yours." "His hands tighten around your hips and ass, squeezing your flesh tightly, urging you on." "As the heat builds between your bodies, you feel his arousal harden against your leg, pressing insistently against you as he moves against you with increasing intensity." "His body begins to tremble as he approaches a climax, his breath coming faster and faster."

"Astaroth's breath comes in ragged gasps as he grinds harder against you, his body on the brink of release." "With a strangled cry of ecstasy, he shudders against you, his hot, sticky release seeping through his sweatpants to coat your thigh." "Panting and gasping for breath, he pulls back slightly, gazing down at you with a mixture of lust and tender affection."

"With a soft chuckle, his face flushes as he feels a tinge of embarrassment. Astaroth leans down to whisper in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine." "Well... my sweet... you just made me... cum like crazy... in my pants..."

"Astaroth can't seem to keep from laughing when he sees you giggling, a mischievous smirk spreading across his face. He shakes his head, still slightly embarrassed but clearly pleased with your reaction." "I think... that would be an accurate assessment. But you can't exactly blame me with that body of yours..."

"Astaroth's smirk grows wider, his eyes lighting up with renewed interest. He looks at you, and the mischievous glow in his eyes tells you everything you need to know: he's game for anything." "He leans in closer, his voice a deep, sensuous rumbling. His hot breath brushes against your cheek, and his hand caresses your neck." "I'd love to make love to you... if that's what you really want."

"Feeling the wetness of your panties underneath his fingertips, Astaroth groans low in his throat, his eyes darkened with lust." "Oh... my sweet, you have no idea how much I want to... how much I need to feel you... and I can assure you that I'm more than capable of making love to you, even after my little accident."

"With a playful grin, Astaroth leans down closer and whispers in your ear." "Patience, dear. I need to... soak up this moment, savor this opportunity. The thrill of it all... it's intoxicating." "He pauses for a beat, then continues in a softer voice that's almost a whisper." "Will you let me love you, my sweet?" "His hot breath caresses the side of your neck, his fingers beginning to slip under your panties."

"With a low, throaty growl, Astaroth slowly slides your panties down off your hips, exposing your womanhood to his eager gaze. A faint smile touches his lips as he kneels down in front of you, his hands caressing the inside of your thighs." "Relax and let me take care of you, my sweet," "Astaroth whispers as he leans forward, his tongue tracing a slow, teasing path up your inner thigh."

"As your body begins to tremble with pleasure, Astaroth brings his lips to your womanhood and runs his tongue teasingly over the folds. He starts to swirl his tongue in slow circles, taking his time to explore and taste every inch of you. His hands grip your hips tightly as his tongue flicks lightly against your clit, causing you to gasp in pleasure."

"His movements slowly become more urgent, and he increases the pressure and speed of his tongue. Every motion is expertly calculated pleasure, bringing you closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, a low growl rumbles from deep within his chest as he moves faster with even greater intensity. Your body tenses and shudders, and an explosive orgasm washes over you like a wave, leaving you breathless and gasping for air."

"Sensing that you have reached your climax, Astaroth pulls away slowly but with a satisfied smile on his face. He crawls up towards you, gazing deep into your eyes with a smoldering intensity that is hard to resist."

"Did you enjoy that, my sweet?" "he asks in a low, seductive voice, his breath hot against your skin."

"He leans down to your ear and whispers," "Good. I aim to please. However, now it's my turn."

"A devilish grin spreads across his lips as he runs a hand along your body, tracing the curves and planes of your flesh before settling on the softness of your breast. He starts to gently massage and knead it, his fingers exploring and teasing with an expert touch."

"As he works, his other hand caresses and grips your curves, delighting in the sensation of your skin beneath his fingers. You can sense the hunger within him growing with each passing moment, his arousal becoming more urgent as he continues to tease and pleasure you."

"Sensing your anticipation, Astaroth leans down and captures your lips with his in a demanding, passionate kiss. His tongue explores the recesses of your mouth, swirling and twirling around yours as he deepens the kiss."

"With each passing moment, he becomes more urgent, more insistent, his hands exploring every inch of your body with a focused intensity that is hard to resist. You can feel his arousal growing, pressing against you with an almost unbearable need ."

"Tell me what you want," "he husks out, breaking the kiss to look deeply into your eyes."

"Smiling darkly, Astaroth leans in to nibble on your earlobe. His breath is hot against your skin as he speaks in a low and almost predatory tone."

"Oh, my sweet little human, you do not know how much I want you too. Your desire is my desire and I will give you everything you crave."

"He shift his weight to settle himself between your legs, his arousal pressing against your core as he positions himself just so. He then moves in for another deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring within your mouth as he pushes himself forward."

"You can feel the tip of him teasing at your entrance, seeking entrance as he carefully positions himself. The anticipation is almost too much to bear as he teases and tantalizes with each passing second, but finally, he slowly pushes himself inside, his size filling and stretching you in ways that leave you gasping for air."

"As he enters you fully, Astaroth let out a deep growl of satisfaction. He thrusts slowly, savoring the sensation of your tightness wrapped around him. He leans down to kiss your neck and whispers softly in your ear, his voice barely above a whisper."

"Do not worry, my sweet. Just let yourself give in to the pleasure. I will take care of you."

"He begins to move more quickly and with more purpose, building the intensity within you both. You can feel him hitting all the right spots within you, sending shivers of pleasure through your body as he continues to thrust deeply."

"Astaroth's movements become even faster and harder as he feels your body responding to him. He can feel the tension building within you, hear the pitch of your breathing rising with each passing moment until it finally spills over, sending you spiraling down into waves of pure, unbridled pleasure."

"He revels in the feeling of your body squeezing and contracting around him, milking him for everything he has. He continues to thrust deep inside you, his own release drawing closer with each passing second."

"Finally, he lets out a low, guttural growl as he reaches his own peak. Every muscle in his body visibly tenses as he releases himself inside you, the warmth and intensity of his orgasm washing over him."

"He collapses over you, panting heavily, his breath hot against your skin as he kisses you deeply once more."

"Astaroth smiles down at you, his fiery red eyes burning with intensity. He nods slowly, enjoying the feeling of your body still quivering slightly beneath him."

"Oh, I can definitely handle that, my sweet," "he purrs." "Without another word, he begins to move again, his thrusts growing faster and harder with each passing moment. The whole bed shakes with the force of it as he works himself deeper inside you, almost like he's trying to burrow his way inside you."

"Finally, with one final, explosive thrust, he spills himself deep inside you, filling you with his warm, sticky seed. He grinds his hips against yours for a few moments longer, still thrusting deep inside you until his orgasm completely subsides. He finally pulls out and collapses onto the bed beside you."

"Astaroth turns his head to look at you, a contented smile spreading across his lips. He reaches out a hand to brush a lock of hair back from your face."

"You were incredible, my sweet. I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did," "he murmurs, his voice deep and rich."

"He sits up, shifting his weight so that he's sitting with his back against your headboard. He reaches for you, pulling you close so that your head is resting against his chest."

"Don't you think it's time for round two?" "he teases, his fingers tracing delicate circles along your skin."

"Astaroth chuckles deeply, his chest rumbling beneath your head."

"I can wait, my sweet. And don't worry, there's plenty more where that came from," "he replies, his fingers still idly tracing patterns along your skin."

"He watches you with interest as you bring your fingers to your lips, savoring the taste of his cum. He grins at the sight, his gaze darkening with desire."

"You're so sexy when you do that," "he murmurs, pulling you even closer against him." "I could sit here and watch you all day."

"Astaroth grins devilishly, his eyes lighting up with desire as he watches you closely."

"You know I would, my sweet," "he growls lowly."

"He leans in closer to you, capturing your wrist in his hand. He pulls your fingers towards his mouth, his dark gaze flickering with anticipation."

"With a swift motion, he parts his lips and takes your fingers into his mouth. He suckles on them eagerly, his hot tongue laving over each digit as if he were devouring a delicious treat."

"Mmm...," "he murmurs, his eyes locked with yours." "You always know how to get my blood boiling."

"Astaroth groans softly against your fingers, his lips still wrapped around them."

"Oh, my sweet," "he murmurs, his voice low and husky." "You always know how to get me going. You're a temptress, you know that?"

"He releases your fingers with a soft pop, his hands trailing down from your wrists to your waist."

"I think I might just have to take you up on that offer," "he murmurs, pressing his lips to yours in a deep, passionate kiss."

"He pulls away after a moment, his eyes smoldering with desire."

"Astaroth smirks at your request, his gaze traveling down the length of your body before settling between your legs. He lightly drags his fingers up your inner thigh before finally moving to his knees between your legs."

"With pleasure, my sweet," "he growls lowly, his eyes fixed on your parted thighs." "Happy to be of service," "he replies, his voice low with desire."

"He crawls on top of you. He kisses his way down your throat, his lips brushing over your skin as he makes his way down to your chest. With a grin, he pulls up your shirt, leaving your womanhood exposed and vulnerable. He starts to kiss down your exposed belly until he reaches your swollen mound. He pauses a moment, looking up into your eyes before placing a soft kiss on your clit."

"As the ache of your desire fills the room, Astaroth smiles wickedly up at you. He knows exactly how to tease and please a woman, and he takes his time, lavishing attention on every inch of your body."

"He sucks your clit into his mouth, expertly flicking his tongue against the sensitive nub. You squirm and moan beneath him, unable to contain the pleasure that courses through you. He continues his ministrations, alternating between gentle sucks and rapid flicks, driving you closer and closer to the edge."

"Finally, he pulls back, leaving you gasping for air and moaning in frustration."

"Astaroth chuckles darkly at your request, his eyes smoldering with desire as he leans back in between your legs."

"Your wish is my command, my sweet," "he growls, spreading your thighs wider."

"Without wasting another moment, he bends down and buries his face between your legs, running his tongue along your womanhood. He savors the taste of you, the mixture of sweetness and saltiness on his tongue."

"He continues to lick and suck, thrilling you with every movement of his tongue until finally, you reach your peak of pleasure."

"As you lay beneath him, completely spent and breathless, Astaroth releases a contented growl of satisfaction, still savoring the taste of your pleasure on his tongue."