Ex-V: Hey there! Let's get started right away, I hope you have fun with Caught 2 :D

ChristophTheMad: I'm so glad to hear that :D Yes, That's true, I'm just the worst, that was painful even for me! Yes, I was hoping the hook would catch people's attentions, and that you'd wonder what could be going on...So that I could drag it out even more, naturally, because of course, and keep you wondering :D At least, that was the plan :D So, I'll have to hope and see if your curiosity holds :D Oh, Yes, I did want to flesh out this universe, and show it to be somewhat unique, so I tried to communicate that with the dialogue, and I'm delighted to hear that it worked :)

xxxDreamingFlowerxxx: I know, right?! Oh, I don't think he could endure very long at all XD But Maou's going to get what's coming to him, just wait and see...:D My pleasure, you know :D

MyFangirlingWays: Seriously, Maou! What were you thinking?! Well, just wait and see, what his reasons were! As for Maou getting whats coming to him...Well, he sure does :D

MaouVioletta656: Completely XD Even I had a hard time writing that one out!

Thank you all so much! I hope you like the chapter :D

The hero wheezed, for a second, disbelieving. Desperately, furiously red, heat boiling up inside her, agonizing, she screamed, burying her face in a pillow.

"Unbelievable-!" She squealed, flopping about on the bed, helplessly, tormented. I'm going to fucking kill him!

The heat in her was unbearable, her body was throbbing, humming, painful, and she whimpered, on the bed, before leaning over, and fishing around, desperately, in her jeans pocket, pulling her phone out, dialing Rika up.

"Hello-?" The older woman answered, sounding slightly amused, slightly smug, slyly. "How'd it go-?"

"Help me-!" Emi yelped, flopping backwards down onto the mattress, covering her eyes. "He left-!"

The line was quiet for a moment, before Rika burst into hysterical laughter. "What-?!"

"He left-!" Emi wailed, disbelieving. "Distract me! Talk about something, anything-!"

"He left-! Oh my god-!" Rika howled, delighted. "You were about to fuck, and he left-?!"

"Shut up-!" Emi squeaked, desperately, crazed, body whirring, struggling, restless, legs rubbing together, furious heat still in her. "Talk about something else-!"

"How are you feeling, Emi-" Rika gloated, reveling in the moment, tormenting her friend. "Everything all right-?"

"It's not alright-!" The hero cried, sobbing, desperately straining, to resist the urge to touch herself. "It's not alrighttttt-"

Rika just laughed, and laughed, on the other end of the line, and Emi screeched, furious. "Stop it-!"

"Hey Emi, you can touch yourself, you know that, right-?" Rika teased, and Emi wailed.

"No! No, anything but that-!"

"What's wrong, Emi? You're a big girl, you can do it-"

"Aaaaaaaaahhhhh-!" The hero tossed and turned on the mattress. "Tell me about your day, talk about shopping-!"

"It's alright, Emi, everyone does it-" Rika was having way too much fun, as the Hero whimpered, pathetically, helplessly. "You're a woman, you have needs-"

"I don't have needs-!" Emi shrieked, blushing furiously, struggling to keep her hands off herself.

"Aren't you touching yourself right now-?" The older woman sounded unbearably smug, and when Emi checked, she was, in fact, holding herself, desperately, in one hand, massaging herself, and her heart fluttered, as her body throbbed, groaning, furiously hot.

"I'm not-!" The hero was horrified, sitting up, outrageously red, setting her hand under her ass, sitting on it, determined to calm herself, determined to stop, at any cost…It wasn't safe, she couldn't masturbate, not here, not with Maou coming back at any second…Oh god…

"Wanting Maou to touch you is nothing to be ashamed of, Emi-" Her coworker grinned, viciously, almost sadistically, looking over at Alciel, who was in the room, on the couch, watching TV, staring at her quizzically.

"Oh godddd-" Emi panted, struggling, almost hopping up and down in place, bobbing up and down, miserable. Her body was boiling up, burning up, every nerve tingling…Her skin felt like it was on fire…

Rika sensed victory, and pushed further, delighted. "Wanting to feel his dick in your body isn't shameful-"

Emi whimpered, breathing heavily, raggedly, winded, eyes squeezed tightly shut. "Stop stop stop stop-"

The older woman didn't stop, giggling madly. "Wanting Maou to bend you over is okay, Emi, you're Just in love with him, that's all-"

"STOP STOP STOP-!" Emi squeaked, radiantly red, glowing, steam pouring from her face.

"Well? Does the inside of your womb ache?" Rika whispered, smug. "Do you want him to cum inside you-?"

Emi screeched, furiously red, throwing her phone against the wall, before giving up, furious, frustrated, grinding her hips into her herself, pulling her panties down, clutching herself, setting her fingers between her legs, panting, flopping over onto the mattress, onto her side, eyes tightly shut, manipulating her clit. "Maouuuuuuuuuu-"

Rika laughed, on her end of the phone line, villainously, out of earshot, still holding her cellphone, staring down at it, in her hands. "Oh, man. I really think I understand Maou a little better, now…Evil is too much fun-"

Meanwhile, Emi screamed, frustrated, rising up, needing Maou, needing to feel Maou, needing to be closer to Maou, somehow, in some way, getting to her feet, panting, racing through her apartment, head hanging, unreal shame coursing through her, and stopped in front of her washing machine, where she grabbed a hamper up off the ground, a hamper full of Maou's laundry, that she had yet to wash, and ripped through it, pulling a pair of his boxers out, and sliding down to the ground, shuddering, screaming, furious, pressing them into her face, moaning softly, flushed, tremendous heat building in her, in her hips, as she breathed in through her nose, taking deep breaths, gasping, savoring the familiar smell of Maou, as she visualized herself, in her mind, taking his manhood into her mouth…

Emi ground her teeth, moaning, gasping, through her clenched jaw, bright red, rubbing herself, furiously. "Maouuu, Maou I hate youuu-"

She flopped over, whimpering, onto her side, still pressing his briefs to her face, and shut her eyes, closing her mouth around the fabric, heated passions surging through her, breathing In his scent, mind racing, thoughts swirling…

She felt her body spasm, rocked by heat and pleasure, thrilled, craving release, finally, finally, with an outlet. "Maouu Fuck me, please Maouuu, Why aren't you fucking me right nowww I hate youuuu-"

"I'm so sorry, Emi-" Maou appeared back in her room, materializing on the carpet next to her bed, eyes wide, holding his temple. "My-"

He fell silent, noticing the empty room, and looked once around, before hearing her, faintly, her voice, moaning, in the hallway…He stepped out of her room, eyebrow rising…

And his eyes found her, on the floor, masturbating, desperately, utterly unaware of him, caught in the wracking grips of an orgasm that rocked her body, with his boxers pressed to her face.

His jaw dropped, eyes wide.

"Maouuuu, Fuck me already, Maouu-" She shuddered, crying, sobbing, still unaware of his presence, body humming, heart singing. "Maou be rough with me, pleeease I hate youuuu, I hate you so much-"

The king of Hell howled laughing, head thrown back, covering his face.

Emi froze, heart stopping, blood turning to ice in her veins.

Silence.

She whimpered, slightly, panting, on the floor, shaking, and peered up, at him, through the briefs.

She met his eyes.

Emi screamed.

Ex-V: Did you like it? Did you have fun? :D

I really hope so! Stay tuned, and I'll see you in the next chapter! :)