Ex-V: I hope you like it!
"Not a great day at work-" Maou noted, twirling a pen, on his break, holding a cellphone up against his ear.
"Good! I hope your day gets worse-!" The hero snapped, unsympathetic, faintly red, still caught up in thoughts of him smacking her ass In front of the landlord.
"Let's hang out after my shift-" He grinned, faintly, ignoring her, drumming his fingers on the desk in front of him, turning slightly away, staring up at a calendar on the wall, checking his schedule.
"No!" Emi hissed, on the other end of the phone line, flushed. "You just want to have sex with me-!"
He laughed. "No way. We'll just watch Netflix and chill-"
She squeaked, bright red, storming into her bedroom. "That's what you said last time, and I ended up with your dick in my mouth-!"
"Fond memories." Maou snickered, leaning back in his chair, tipping the seat back, balancing it deftly on two legs. "I'm serious this time, no sex-"
She trembled, in her room, before glaring over at the wall, at a picture of her with Maou, eyes narrowing, suspiciously. "Y-You mean it-?"
"No. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you-"
She squealed, throwing her phone down on the bed, furiously red, and flopped down next to it, covering her head with a pillow.
"I'll be there around eight-" She heard him, heard his grinning smirk, through the phone's headset, on the mattress next to her.
She hung up, aggravated, flustered. "Aaarghhhh-!"
Nothing moved.
Silence.
She sat up, miserable, heart hammering, after a moment, inconsolable, and picked her cellphone back up, calling Rika.
The worst part, worst of all, was that she would have to sit around, waiting, until eight, thinking of nothing but Maou.
(Five hours later)
Emi answered the door, nervously, heartbeat fluttering inside her, after taking a moment to ensure that her face was icy and telegraphing annoyance, instead of flustered and telegraphing thirst.
She cracked the door, and peered outside, glaring at Maou, as he waited, leaning on her doorframe, composed, cool, charisma leaking from his every pore.
"What-" She snapped, aggravated, doing her best to suppress her racing heartbeat.
"I'm here to fuck you." He grinned, wickedly, and she squeaked, furiously red, glowing scarlet.
"Get inside, jackass-!" She shrieked, throwing the door open, storming back into her apartment. "I have neighbors, you know that right-?!"
"So I hear." He stepped inside, laughing. "They must hate you-"
"They do." She sighed, miserable, facing away from him, grumbling.
"I'm not surprised, since you lie to them-"
She whirled around, alarmed, heat rising in her face, eyes wide, dreading his next words.
"An elderly woman asked to see our wedding pictures the other day-" He turned slightly away from her, smirking, eyes shut "Which I thought was strange, because we aren't married-"
She trembled, blushing furiously, glaring sourly away. "I-I told them we were husband and wife-!"
He met her eyes, fascinated, saying nothing.
She yelped, bright red. "They heard me moaning last time you were here-!"
His eyes flashed, smug. "I think most people heard you."
She squealed, quietly, moaning, horrified.
"Most people in the world-"
"Oh, shut up-!" She wailed, storming out of the room, into her hallway, where he appeared, teleporting into her path, leaning against the wall just in front of her. "EEP-!"
"You'll be pleased to know that I didn't blow your cover." He rubbed the bridge of his nose, grinning. "I apologized on your behalf, and told them that my wife likes to be tied up and spanked-"
She screamed, furiously red, hands coming up to hold her face. "You didn't-!"
"Did I-?" He laughed, turning away from her, wandering into her room. "You'll never know-"
She dropped to her knees in the hallway, mortified, heart hammering. "They're like eighty! You could've killed them-!"
He just chuckled, from somewhere in her room, and she glowered, hopping back up to her feet, stalking into the bedroom, furious. "Now how am I supposed to face them! They must think we're freaks-!"
He just stared, amused, up at the ceiling, planted calmly in her desk chair. "Well, they aren't wrong, angel."
"Half-angel-!" She snapped, crossing her arms, huffing.
"Angel nonetheless."
"That's half-freak!"
He grinned. "Freak nonetheless."
"Hi pot, my name is kettle! Satan, king of demons-!"
"Fair enough-" He met her eyes, smug, rising to his feet, slowly.
She just stared across at him, heart hammering, flushed, for a moment, in silence.
"S-So…So was your workday really bad-?" She stammered, at last, hoping desperately to change the subject.
"Why tell you how rough my day was-" Maou grinned wickedly, stepping towards her. "When I can show you how rough it was-?"
She felt a pulse of throbbing, demonic power surge through the room, and squeaked, blushing furiously, glowing red.
Emi tried to take a trembling step backwards, but tripped, and fell backwards, down onto the bed, on her ass, staring up at him, eyes wide, flushed, mouth opening and closing ineffectively, unable to look away, as he stalked closer, eyes hungry.
He descended on her, with a burning passion, with a vengeance, eyes flashing red, grinning widely, mouth pulled taut over his sharp, wicked teeth. She felt him grab her hair, in one hand, tugging it, hard, and she yelped, eyes squeezed shut, feeling heat ripple through her, feeling him yank her backwards, yank her down, pressing her back into the wall, roughly, with his other hand, ripping her shirt off, dragging her bra down over her torso, as she gasped, weakly, in his hands, glowing, shuddering, his touch lighting fires in her every nerve.
Maou kissed her neck, softly, and kissed her collarbone. She squeaked, panting, voice tight, high pitched, and her hand wandered up to his chest, as he pulled her jeans down, spread her legs, rubbing her, through her panties, in one hand, forcefully. She yelped, neck snapping back, and he took the opportunity to sink his teeth into her neck, at her collarbone.
Emilia howled, wailing, hips grinding onto his hand, as he grabbed her, between her legs, and she shrieked, wrapping her arms around his neck, unbelievable heat coursing through her, electricity arcing between them.
Her breaths were shallow and ragged, as he set his forehead against hers, flicking her nipple, before setting his mouth of hers, hungrily.
She moaned, bright red, flushed, feeling his hand, still gripping her tightly, between her legs, peel her soaked panties to the side, brushing against her exposed, sensitive skin…
When he pressed two fingers into her, and moved her, sliding her over, yanking her, by the hair, down onto the bed, until she was lying there, whimpering, under him, quivering, back arching, she felt raging climax beginning to well up in her hips, building in her, as his long, nimble fingers pressed up into her G-spot, grinding there for a moment, as white-hot flashes of pleasure burned inside her, wiping her mind blank, neck twisting, eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Maou moved her again, still tugging her hair, viciously, and she squeaked, as he grabbed her leg, lifting it, raising one of her legs, spreading them. Emi, flush, panting, glowing red, dizzied, thoughts swimming uselessly, heard his phone ring.
Maou raised himself, grinning wickedly, meeting her eyes, rising up above her, setting his erection, forcefully, against her soaked entrance, through his jeans, as she shrieked, climax surging up into her, on the verge…He pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"A-Are you fucking kidding me-?!" She squealed, shivering, gasping, as his eyes flashed, and he smirked at her, answering the call.
"Yes, what can I do for you…Yes-" He began, almost laughing, but his eyes sharpened, and his voice hardened, almost immediately. "Yes. I didn't realize…I'll be right there-"
"WHAT-?!" She shrieked, outraged, still teetering, shaking, on the verge of orgasm, as he met her eyes again, apologetically.
"Sorry, Emi-" He stepped away from her, and her body screamed, frustrated, furious, immediately longing for his closeness and his touch, his embrace. "I'll be right back-"
He vanished, with a crack, teleporting away.
Emi was left, gasping, panting, on the bed, alone with her thoughts, trembling, eyes wide.
Ex-V: Did you like it? Did you have fun? Super cracky, right?! Next chapter goes up tomorrow :D
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