Ex-V: Hey there! Welcome to Storm 7, I hope you enjoy your stay :D
Natsu Dragneel Kurosaki: I'm so glad to hear it :D I know I kept you all waiting SO long!
Resxct: Yes, I know, I know it! I really did, I have a tendency to do that! Unfortunately, I love to drag out the lemons, but, on the flip side, Once we get there, I usually can't stop myself from writing lemon after lemon into the story x) So, this chapter and the next chapter all have lemons too-!
SweetGurl818: Oh yes, Isn't she just?!
ChristophTheMad: I know, right?! That actually sort of bugs me, as somebody that prizes fluff and sweetness above all! You know, the story is about everything BUT the lemon! The story itself is what makes the lemon so fun, So I've never understood the inclination to just jump right into lemon. I am guilty of writing plenty of short stories like "Secret" and "Tell me About Pregnancy" that include lemons in the first chapters, so maybe I shouldn't be talking x) I'm so glad you liked it, and that it worked for you! I generally avoid using any slang terms in my lemons, with VERY few exceptions! I like it better that way too :D I promise I certainly will!
Guest: Thank you so much!
StarBoardDream: That's really funny XD You're not wrong! As for the word "Red", yes! I do spam it, I over use a number of words, intentionally, of course, to heighten the dramatic effect, and, naturally, because I really enjoy writing with those descriptors, as in my day job, editing for my mother's publishing company, I never get to make any characters blush :D That's basically a fanfiction and anime thing. Hey, you know, I really like your username! And yes, I am in fact SO glad to hear that, It makes my WHOLE day :D
Reiuji: Oh, yes! Right?! I know you've been very excited for me to write a Lemon where Maou wears his demon form. I've already got one, in fact, that I'm finishing up right now, and will post in the next day or so :D To be honest, I've heard that Maou's penis is almost three feet long when erect while he's in his demon form, and, of course, that's absolutely absurd, and would CERTAINLY kill Emi if he used it on her, so I'll have to tone that part down a little :D
HalfDragonLover: Yes, right?! I thought so too! Indeed, the ship has sailed! And, as you correctly inferred, the sailing is ROUGH ahead! I'm so glad you think so :D
xxxDreamingFlowerxxx: Right?! XD Can you imagine if someone walked in!? Yes, Maou has certainly been better at hiding it, because he didn't want himself to get carried away. I understand, of course! Poor reputations x'D totally tarnished! I guess Maou was thinking about the list as much as she was, so that he realized she was talking about it right away, and because Emi was staring at the paper in his hands, and he gestured towards it while saying "About this-" and stuff! Yes, I also tend to humiliate my characters utterly! I can't help it, I know you understand :D Ahahahhaha. Thinking of what Emi's parents would say is too funny. Yes, I certainly will!
ThatGuyThatDoesThingsYouKnow: Right?! Seriously! :'D Wet realities, dear god XD OH MY GOD I CAN'T EVEN A LITTLE BIT WHY ARE YOU SO FUNNYYY, "i thought it was the most opportune time to ask her" I'm dead
DarkBattlefield: :D Oh yes! In the meantime, since posting the last chapter, I've also posted like four new Maou and Emi stories and posted the next two chapters of sunshine! I've been super busy :D I hope you're going to enjoy yourself, that's what I'm hoping you'll do :D
DarkLi: Thank you so much, that means everything to me :D
Coldwire: Yes! Of course, I drew that first lemon out for long enough, even by MY standards X) Well, here's the next chapter, and more Lemons! The next chapter has a lemon too, to be honest :D But that's a secret! Shhh! :D
mzsweetscorpio: Yes, absolutely! As you wish!
ToTheLeft: Of course, you mean that she's flirting with some pretty dangerous "Mind-break" type stuff? Oh yes, I can certainly say I understand where you're coming from, given that she's struggling not to do everything he says! I don't think you could say It's anything like NTR, though, because they're so sweet with each other, and love each other, and there's no trace of anybody else interfering in their relatioship! I happen to despise NTR, it's my greatest arch-nemesis. I'm a Vanilla Purist, you see!
MaouVioletta656: Yes, that's a great point, and a great observation! I definetely considered it, but I wanted to use the throne room, because it's where they first met, and, crucially, because she defeated him there! Of course, I promise to keep it up :D You know I will, this is what I love to do :D
Thank you all so much! I really hope you like the new chapter, try to do that for me, the next one goes up tomorrow at some point :D
Maou slammed into her, muscles straining, throbbing, in his arms, veins pulsing, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. Emi gasped, neck twisting around, eyes squeezed tightly shut, yelping, as he finished, again, inside her, in her deepest parts, and heat swam inside her womb.
Maou panted, leaning down over her, lowering himself over her, head hanging, for a moment, as she breathed, raggedly, winded, under him, glowing red.
He laid his head down on her collarbone, slowly, breathing heavily.
"H-How many times was that, now-?" She whispered, at last, voice trembling, looking up at the ceiling.
"I don't know anymore -" He grinned, raising his head, meeting her eyes, running a hand through his hair, before helping her up, sitting her up. Somehow, they'd ended up on the floor, in front of the throne, and Maou sat himself down, leaning his back against it.
Emi, breathing shallowly, still bright red, leaned against him, heartbeat still hammering, sweaty, bleeding from her neck and collarbone, bruised.
A moment of silence, as their breathing seemed to echo endlessly in the massive hall.
Maou turned to her, eyes glinting. "Let me rest on you, Emilia-"
"Rest-?" She flushed, sitting up, trembling slightly, still glowing, before nodding, eyes wide, and kneeling before him. "Y-you can put your head in my lap-"
"Sounds nice-" He laughed, and turned slightly away. "but clean yourself up first."
Her eyebrows rocketed up, heart skipping a beat, blushing faintly, confused.
"I've heard semen and blood are really hard to get out of your hair-" He teased, grinning wickedly, and she shrieked, furiously red, looking down at the blood and ejaculate dripping from her vagina, before hopping up, to her feet, storming over to a banner at the end of the hall, ripping it down, vindictively, using it to wipe herself off.
She glared at him, sniffing, haughty, before turning her nose up.
Silence.
When she cracked one eye open, and peered over at him, he was still grinning, sitting on his throne, propping himself up on one elbow, leaning on the armrest.
She trembled, flushed, before pointing at the banner in her hand, now covered in ejaculate and crimson blood. "A-Aren't you…Aren't you mad at me-?" She managed, slightly disappointed.
"How could I be mad?" He laughed. "This is your castle too, Demon queen-"
"D-Demon queen-?!" She shrieked, stammering, glowing red, before remembering that they were engaged.
Her mouth dropped open, and she twitched, flushed, before growling, throwing the banner down on the ground beside her. "Aarghhh-!"
Emi stomped back over to him, blushing furiously. "I want a really nice ring, a really expensive ring-" She hissed, glowing red.
"You can have whatever you want-" He snickered, leaning back against the throne, eyes narrowing. "After you let me use your ass."
She gasped, squeaking, freezing in place, heart skipping a beat, hands instinctively coming down on her rear end. "U-Use-?!"
He turned slightly away, grinning. "-As a pillow."
(Three minutes later)
She felt her heart hammering inside her, laying flat on her stomach, propped up on her elbows, bright red, with Maou lying beside her, on his back, calmly, coolly resting his head on her ass.
"Y-You know, you're supposed to cuddle after sex-" She hissed, stammering, squeaking faintly, flushed.
Maou sat up, grinning villainously, turning towards her. "Who said I was done-?"
She gasped, pulse racing, breathless, scarlet red, and turned to him, terrified, body still incredibly sore, still tingling. "W-Wait-!" She managed, squealing, in a tiny voice, as she scrambled backwards, away from him, horrified. "I-I can't! I already came like three hundred times-!"
"Oh?" His eyes flashed, glinting, as he approached her, and she backed herself into a wall, panicked, heart hammering. "Let's make a deal."
A moment of silence, as her eyes widened, and she flushed, heart racing.
"You can choose whatever position you want-" He offered, turned slightly away from her, staring off into the empty throne room, grinning.
As she watched him, breathlessly, speechless, she felt insane heat rise in her chest, as her fantasies sprung to life in her mind, thoughts drifting to being Held down by Maou, bent over, flushed, roughly, as he had his way with her…
Fierce, fierce humiliation burned inside her, as she trembled, unable to control herself or stifle her hidden perversions…Her body ached, tingling, restless, craving him, craving the perverse rush of pleasing Maou, heating up, lighting up, and the inside of her womb ached too.
Emi turned her head slightly away, glaring sourly at the far corner of the room. "F-From behind-" She managed, whispering, voice tiny, furiously red.
Maou just watched her, incredulous, for a second.
He felt his eyebrow rise slowly.
Silence.
"What!" Emi squeaked, glowing red, meeting his eyes, steam pouring from her face. "S-Shut up-!"
"From behind-?" He grinned wickedly, rising to his feet, tilting his head at her.
"W-Wait-!" She shrieked, blushing violently, regretting her decision instantly. "I-I changed my mind-!"
"Too late-" He promised, approaching her, eyes flashing villainously. "I hope you're ready to never live this down-"
She wailed, terrified, mortified, helpless, as he knelt down in front of her, on one knee, eyes twinkling oppressively.
But he didn't move, he didn't grab her, or turn her body, bending her over, forcing himself into her…She just watched him, crimson red, breathing shallowly…
"M-Maou-?" She whispered, at last, squeaking.
"Let's see it, Emilia." He grinned, shutting his eyes, turning his head slightly. "You want it from behind, right?"
She felt her heart stop, freezing in place, squealing, bright red. "N-No! You have to do it-!"
"I'm exhausted." He teased, smirking villainously. "Too tired to move your body."
Silence.
She gasped.
Silence, as she just watched him, mind boggled, thoughts swirling, racing, eyes wide, quivering, horrified to find that her body was humming, delighted, craving his attention, desperate for him, for his embrace, desperate to please him, to do as he wished.
She wailed, quietly, after a moment, furiously red, absolutely mortified, unable to believe what she was doing, as he watched her.
Emi turned away from him, slowly, slowly, shaking, trembling, heartbeat hammering inside her, glowing, body positively thrilled by the humiliating burn of pleasing Maou, of doing as Maou wished…
Squeaking, frustrated, furious, flushed red, she bent over, in front of him, feeling his eyes on her, burning, scorching her, as she bent over, slowly, all the way over, trembling, setting her face down to the ground, raising her ass up, holding it up in the air, pointing her ass at him.
She shivered, yelping, helpless, on the ground, unbelievably red, ridiculous shame burning in her, from the unreal humiliation of exposing herself to him, sticking her ass out, at him, in the same room where she had once defeated him in single combat…
He didn't move, for a moment, and she whined, whimpering, body shaking slightly, glowing, heat filling her, climax building inside her, in her hips, from the sheer heat of the overwhelming humiliation, feeling him watching her, staring at her, and she never wanted to get up again, she never wanted to have to face him again, how could she ever look into his eyes again, after he'd seen her, like this…
"I-I'm going to kill youuuuu-" She begged, furious, shuddering, ass trembling, in the air, eyes squeezed tightly shut, as he finally moved, and she could feel the grin on his face, the triumphant smirk, as he grabbed her, grabbed her hips, setting his length against her entrance, and she shrieked, quietly, as he pressed himself into her, forcefully, slowly.
"I can't believe you wanted this-" He laughed, shaking his head, driving into her, bumping up against the mouth of her womb, and her body screamed for him, as she shook, convulsing, gasping, electricity coursing through her, with her body's angle forcing him against her G-spot. "I think you're actually a pervert-"
She squealed, covering her face, steaming red, as he pulled back out of her, slowly, and drilled into her again. Her back arched, and her hips rocked into him, as he moved, sliding into her, and out of her, as her heart throbbed inside her, fluttering, shrieking, breathlessly, gasping, loudly, voice echoing through the throne room, burning heat filling her, wiping her mind blank, white-hot pleasure surging through her...
She moaned, voice high pitched, sobbing, groaning, squeaking, as he drove into her, cursing herself. "Wh-yyyyyyy-"
Maou cackled, plugging her, violently, faster, and she yelped, clawing the ground, helplessly, breathlessly, desperate, bright red, winded. "Ask yourself that-"
"You're...Y-You're real tired, huh-?!" She squealed, gasping, holding her head, flushed, furious, shrieking, as he slammed into her.
He just laughed, villainously.
"Y-You're Enjo-ying yourself, are-n't you-!" She wailed, in between shuddering squeals and sobs, as he pounded into her deepest parts, slamming into her cervix, and orgasmic heat ripped through her, building inside her, unstoppable.
"That much is obvious-" He grinned, twitching, swollen with exertion and the rush of conquest, forcefully ramming into her, holding her hips tightly.
She screamed, as his deep, wide strokes forced explosive climax through her body, and her walls spasmed around him, throbbing, bringing him over the edge as well.
Maou grit his teeth, eyes wide, hand coming up to hold his head, slamming up into her, as he finished, and her arms flailed, fist slamming into the ground, Emi shook, in place, under him, face pressed against the floor, sobbing, wracking orgasmic shudders filling her, rippling through her, as her heart raced, helplessly.
Maou stalled, gasping, breathing heavily, raising himself up, still rock hard inside her, throbbing.
He laughed, after a moment of silence, as Emi just wept, on the ground, trembling, quivering, her walls still twitching around him. "That body of yours is really something-"
"I-I hate you-" She managed, whimpering, trying to raise herself up, shaking, finding no strength in her body. "Y-You're dead-!"
He grinned, as she flopped back down, onto the ground, unable to heft herself up with her arms.
"I'm dead-!" She shrieked, furious, radiantly red. "Look, you killed me-!"
He just laughed, pulling out of her, slowly, and staggering to his feet, before collapsing backwards into his throne.
"I-I can't move my bodyyyyy-" She whined, helplessly, furiously red, from the ground, after a moment, before struggling to rise once again, managing to flip herself over.
She panted, on her back, blushing, steaming red, before glaring over at him, as he laughed, cackling, at her.
Emi's eyes narrowed, as she glared at him, flat on her back, fantasies of murdering him viciously playing on repeat in her mind.
He just laughed, for a moment, shaking his head, before grinning, and watching her, leaning on his elbow, smirking. She hissed, furious, raising herself up, sitting up, slowly, and climbed unsteadily to her feet.
"I-I hope you enjoy your last few minutes of life-" She snapped, flushed, stumbling over towards him, wobbly, towards the throne. "I'm going to fucking stab your face when I get over there-"
He just snickered.
She made it to the throne, finally, and, trembling, lowered herself down, on top of him, sitting in his lap, pulling her legs up, onto him, leaning against him, breathing heavily.
"I love you." Maou rubbed her head, and she flushed, nuzzling her face into him, glowing.
"I…I love you too-" She whispered, utterly humiliated, after a moment, bright red, heart still racing.
"But I'm still going to stab you-" she sniffed, at last, eyes drifting shut.
"When?" He teased.
"…" She blushed, eyes snapping back open, heart fluttering. "E-Eventually-"
He grinned, yawning, and leaned his head back against the throne.
In the silence, Maou and Emilia faded into deep, exhausted sleep.
Ex-V: Did you like it? Did you have fun? I really hope so! I've been hard at work on the next chapter, and the next "Sunshine" chapter, along with my work on the "Emi is Pregnant" stories I recently posted, but I'll post the next chapter of this tomorrow :D Please, let me know what you think!
See you in the next chapter!