Ex-V: I hope you like it!

"I don't know…" Chiho mumbled, almost inaudibly, walking behind Maou and Emi, who were arguing bitterly. "You two seem like you're in your own little world recently…"

Maou paused, in the middle of a scathing reply to Emi's furious prodding, turning casually to his subordinate. "Yeah, our own little world…Let me tell you a little about the place, its fucking hell-"

"Oh yeah, I feel so bad for you-" Emi crossed her arms, unimpressed. "It must be tough going to bed early every night after work, while I make all the food, do all the dishes, fold your laundry-"

Chiho sighed, despondent. "See? You guys are like a married couple…How am I supposed to get Maou's attention?"

Emi gave the demon king a disparaging look, before turning to Chiho. "Listen, Chiho. I would pay you any amount of money to take Maou's attention from me-"

Maou snorted. "Why don't you and Emi exchange breasts, Chiho. That way Emi won't cry into her Chocolate ice cream every night and You'd be the object of my attention-"

All three of them froze, instantly, mid step; Emi turned, gaping, to Maou, who looked terrified all of a sudden. "Wait, wait-" He rubbed the back of his head, horrified. "That was...That was supposed to be an insult…"

"M-Maou…" Chiho looked devastated. "Are you saying you pay attention to Emi because you're into small breasts-?"

Maou opened his mouth, ready to answer her with some witty retort, but failed to say a word. His mouth closed again, while Emi, watching him, felt a vein pulse in her forehead. Her blood boiled, and she took a threatening step towards him.

"That can't be true-" Maou managed to say at last, looking entirely unsure.

"You had to think about it-?!" Emi shrieked, bright red. "You don't look convinced-!"

Maou twitched, aggravated. "I'm convinced that you need to mind your fucking business-"

"That's it, I'm getting breast implants-!" Emi hissed.

Silence, once again, as Maou tilted his head, unable to prevent himself from visualizing Emi with huge tits. He burst into hysterical laughter after a moment.

"Shut up-!" Emi snapped, blushing furiously, defensively. "I'd look great and you know it-!"

"Chiho, can you imagine Emi trying to fit her breastplate over a pair of giant tits-?" Maou cackled, delighted, wiping a tear from his eye.

Emi punched him and stormed away, blushing furiously.

(Two hours later)

Maou, Emi, Rika and Chiho sat, slightly cramped, in a small booth at a local bar. "Rika…" Chiho nudged the older woman, concerned. "Don't you think Maou and Emi have been…I don't know, closer recently? I think they're secretly dating-"

Emi, who had been sipping her sprite, ignoring them, gagged, choking, spraying her soft drink all over herself.

"Stop." Maou shut his eyes, leaning back, grimacing. "I'm begging you."

Emi, after mopping herself up, furious, raised her sprite to her lips again, sipping it.

"I don't know-" Rika grinned at Maou and Emi. "When we were at the Beach, He couldn't take his eyes off her-"

Emi choked, again, on her sprite, spraying it all over herself again. Coughing and sputtering, she whirled around at Maou, who was cackling, thrilled, pointing at her. "Oh, fuck you-!"

"What's wrong-?" Rika leaned on her elbow, prodding the demon king. "Not going to deny it?"

He turned to the older woman, suddenly frowning. "Oh, Uh…You know how, sometimes, you see something awful, like a car accident? But can't look away? It was like that-"

Emi drummed her fingers on the table, furious. "Are you comparing my breasts to a car accident-?"

He turned to her, grinning wickedly. "No, you're right. It would be more accurate to compare your breasts to invisible cars, made of air, not crashing-"

She shrieked, bright red, kicking him under the table.

(That night, In Maou and Emi's apartment)

"They're catching on-" Maou hissed, furious, as he slammed himself into Emi, who was screeching, bright red, bent over, on their bed. "I don't know how-"

"I…I know h-how-" Emi gasped, after a moment, when he slowed, pressing slowly into and out of her, picking her face up out of the pillows. "Because…you're a fucking moron-"

He twitched, grinning, and drove deep into her, fiercely; she shrieked. "AH-!"

"Watch it. I'll impregnate you, I swear. I'll do it."

She moaned, as he picked up the pace, stroking deep inside her. "D-Do it then…"

He laughed. "I forgot, that wouldn't actually be a punishment. You want this-"

She groaned, defeated, hanging her head, covering her red face with the pillows again, as he continued to savage her from behind, to stifle her ringing sighs.

She arched her back, rocked by pleasure when he ramped up the ferocity, gasping, as her shrill orgasmic shrieks and sobs echoed throughout the room.

He didn't slow, he had no mercy, and continued to pump into her body with renewed velocity. After a moment, he grabbed her, flipping her over, setting her back against the headboard, and spreading her legs. He leaned down towards her, touching their foreheads together, lips inches apart. "Don't wet yourself again-" he teased, smirking wickedly.

She hissed, moaning, bright red, as he struck deep inside her, suddenly in the missionary position. "I'm…I-I'm going to smother you…With a pillow, in your sleep-"

He laughed, villainously, and kissed her, briefly. She wrestled with his tongue, desperately, overwhelmed. When he pulled away, breathless, and finished inside her, a moment later, she felt a comforting warmth completely fill what she knew to be her womb.

After another moment, of panting, restlessly, struggling to remain up on his elbows, drained, Maou grinned. "That's what you say every time, and it never happens."

"I-Idiot…" She sighed, blushing, struggling not to feel the relentless happiness coursing through her, as she poked her belly, pleased.

(The next day)

"I swear…" Chiho glared, extremely suspicious, from Maou to Emi, and then back. "Something is going on between you two…Something is different-"

"For sure." Maou grinned, twitching. "Emi paid millions for government funded lab tests to make her even more of a bitch than she already was-"

Emi smirked, smug, after glaring at the demon king. "Maou lobotomized himself, because he felt like there were levels of stupid even he had yet to reach-"

Ex-V: I hope you liked that! Short and sweet, right? Let me know what you thought in the reviews, and tell me if you want more of these shorter stories, in addition to the much longer, in depth ones! I have another really long Maou and Emi story coming soon, so do me a favor and stay tuned! As much as I love keeping Maou and Emi in character, sometimes this sort of thing is nice as well, I think- See you soon!