A/N: I own nothing but plot. Enjoy!
The demon prince had heard discussions of whether the male should always be on top or not. Personally to him, the demon prince felt it didn't matter as long as both were feeling comfortable and good from whatever position it was. And tonight, he was about to find out and discover the joy of being on the bottom and relaxing.
"No touching," the Saintess warned when his hands reached up to cup her inviting breasts.
Like a child caught sneaking his hand in the cookie jar, the demon prince snatched his hands back, settling for placing them naturally at his sides instead.
"Don't worry, I'll make this good for both of us," the Saintess practically purred.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll keep your promise."
His tones hid his own promise of exactly all the lascivious things he would do if she did not keep her promise. The Saintess laughed, the rich sound warming up the atmosphere.
Her devouring gaze slid down from his face to his bare chest. The demon prince had a feeling the Saintess was looking at him like he was a lemon tart, her favorite dessert.
"You got hurt again," she murmured.
Her soft fingertips delicately traced the whitened edges of a scar on his lower abdomen. It had not been there the first time he had taken his shirt off in front of her. He had gotten it while rounding up some prisoners who had escaped from a prison outbreak. While almost all of the prisoners were eventually caught again, there was one particularly nasty ghoul that had pierced through the demon prince's armor with its sharp claws.
"Let me guess, you got hurt while trying to chop down a tree or fell down a cliff while looking for herbs?" The Saintess asked, her tone a tad sardonic.
Those were the excuses he had always given her when some of his wounds could not be hidden. Thinking back on it now, since the Saintess had always known what he was, she must have seen through every false excuse he had given but stayed silent.
"I'll try to be more careful," the demon prince answered.
The Saintess leaned down and kissed that new scar. "Don't make promises you can't keep, you know. Out of all the princes in this world, you probably have the most scars."
The demon prince groaned when her pink tongue slithered out and licked the length of the two inch scar.
"That's because all those princes are staying safe and naive inside those thick walls of their castles, while I actually go outside and see the world to have a better knowledge of how to run my kingdom."
"Yes, but still…" The Saintess moved her tongue to the middle of his chest, pressing kisses along the sternum. "Do try to be more careful, would you? I'd hate to see my lover cut up in shreds. I can't help but get worried whenever I see a new injury."
"Do you think so little of me? I'm not that weak." The demon prince pouted.
"Silly, don't try to play cute with me." The Saintess tickled his abdomen. "Ah, no hands, Percy, remember?"
Grumbling, the demon prince placed his hands back down. Both of them were ticklish, and he was about to pounce on her for her tickle attack.
"I'll try to be more careful. I promise," he swore.
"Good. Now back to business."
The Saintess bent back down and shimmied herself back a few inches until his length was in front of her. It was still proudly erect with evident traces of both his white and her translucent juices.
Curiously, she placed a finger on the pinkish red head where a bead of precum had emerged. The demon prince hissed as he was quite sensitive there.
"It's bitter, too," he warned her.
But she still put her finger in her mouth before wrinkling her face at the taste.
"And salty."
The demon prince chuckled. "Different from those romance novels, I see."
"Very different," the Saintess agreed. "But it's not too bad."
Before he could stop her, her tongue licked the top of the head. The demon prince groaned at the friction of her wet tongue gliding along his sensitized skin. Her teeth accidentally grazed him once, and he hissed at the sudden pain. The Saintess was careful after that to not accidentally bite or nip his delicate skin.
Then she decided to envelope the whole head in her mouth. Her hot mouth was like heaven surrounding every angle of his skin. Wickedly, her tongue lavished praise upon the top part of his length.
His hand flew to cover his mouth when she next tried to swallow his length a little deeper. Of course, since it was her first time, Annabeth was no expert and could not take his whole length into her mouth and throat. But to the demon prince, just the sight of a few inches of his cock disappearing in and out of her mouth with her tongue deluging pleasure was almost enough to make him come. For the bottom half of his length that was neglected, her hands took on the part, bobbing up and down to supplement the pleasurable friction there.
Just for a brief moment, the demon prince had a fleeting thought that the Saintess held a very important part of his body in control. She could easily cause harm to it, thus effectively ending the demon lord's line of descendants of heirs right there. But the demon prince's trust in her was strong, and the thought evaporated when the Saintess sucked on his swolled length.
"Ohhhh…" The demon prince moaned, forgetting to muffle his mouth.
The sheets on her bed were already wrinkled as the demon prince clenched at the sheets with hands in an effort to not come in her mouth. He didn't dare place his hands on her head in case he might hurt her because he was tempted to push down until his whole length was engulfed by that wicked, talented mouth.
"Please, Annabeth…," he whimpered.
The Saintess finally lifted her head from between his thighs.
"My jaw hurts," she admitted.
"Don't do it too much or force yourself."
After all, there were plenty of other pleasurable activities to do on the bed.
The Saintess nodded.
"Then, I will be trying something…"
His Adam's apple bobbed as she settled her hips on his thighs again. Both made a sigh of contentment as his length skimmed her inner thighs. Yes, let's do that, he thought with his stiff cock in mind. He wanted to enter her so badly.
To both of their reliefs, she allowed him that opportunity. Guiding his length to her entrance, Annabeth slowly sat down until every inch was seated within her. Closing his eyes, the demon prince struggled not to buck his hips in her immediately. She had said not to touch, and he aimed to please.
"It feels different this time around," she murmured.
He had to agree. The angle and the points of pressure were completely different than when he was lying on top of her, but still pleasurable and tight in the inviting warmth in all the right ways. And when she began moving, it was like fireworks began exploding in every part of his body.
Annabeth took the lead, experimenting which speed or angle made the demon prince moan out her name. Finding the ones she liked, Annabeth began speeding up. Now and then, she would deliberately squeeze her inner walls when she moved her hips up, effectively gripping and teasing every inch of his length when her walls contracted against his cock.
The demon prince gritted his teeth, trying to hold back his release. The Saintess was also getting close as her panting increased. He watched, glued to her body as her hands cupped and fondled her own breasts. Her dusky nipples were so inviting, tempting him to taste again. It was nearly unbearable.
The captivating sight of her caressing herself sent him over the edge, careening into a spiral of sensation. His mind went blank as his body trembled and shot out his cum. Throughout all this, the Saintess continued to rock her hips, mouth open in concentration at her own release now.
"So...good…"
The demon prince's length was still hard, squeezed by the Saintess in her every movement. She was close, angling herself to hit her sweet spot every time she slammed her hips down.
"Oh, gods, Percy! Hnngh…"
The demon prince gave a hoarse cry as he watched her eyes go unfocused and her expression go slack as her climax ripped through her. The scene delighted him as he felt himself grow even harder.
As Annabeth moved herself up and down through her orgasm, the demon prince caught a glimpse of where their hips were connected. Warm fluids were leaking from inside her onto his cock, creamy fluid mixing with her arousal fluids.
He couldn't hold himself back now with that stimulating picture now seared in his mind. He would keep that image forever, locked in a vault of his deepest secrets. The demon prince sat up, now holding the Saintess by her waist. He picked up her waist and plowed into her as fast as he could. His heels were dug into the mattress for extra bracing as he pistoned into her.
Their bodies were sweaty and sticky from the warm fluids that were produced by their love-making. But neither noticed nor cared. Both were focused on reaching that next high. Every time the demon prince rammed inside her, his pubic hair would rub against her clitoris, causing her moans to soon change into cries of mind-blowing pleasure.
He growled as she bit his shoulder while his length throbbed once more. His hand reached between their chest to grope roughly at her breast. Any trace of the gentleman he was raised to be was lost, as he drove into her like a true demon. Her body sucked him in so easily every time he penetrated her. The wet sounds of their body motions echoed in the room with stone walls.
The demon prince whispered three words in her ear as he came in a dizzying fall. The Saintess followed not long after.
They lay in the bed together, their limbs entangled. Wrapping his arms around her, the demon prince soothingly patted Annabeth's shoulders. He was so drawn to this woman.
"We might not be able to see each other as often. And we might not be able to meet for a while, either." The demon prince whispered.
In response, the Saintess embraced him tighter, as if holding onto him could prevent him from leaving. At least, for a little while.
"I know. Tonight's meeting was just the beginning," the Saintess tiredly murmured.
"I'll come back soon," the demon prince promised. "When things settle down and those after my father's throne are taken care of, I'll come back to you."
"Don't come back too late," Annabeth said. "I don't want to forget about you."
In his arms, she lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes had gone back to their stormy grey shade. "I'll try my best to settle things down on my end as well."
"Good. Then we'll be able to meet each other freely quicker."
Their breaths became calmer. With every pat on her shoulder, the Saintess quickly fell asleep. She must have been tired out, the demon prince surmised.
As much as he hated to leave, it was time. His fellow demons must be anxious after seeing the hustle and bustle of the priests.
Silently and carefully, the demon prince extricated himself out of Annabeth's embrace. He already regretted leaving the warmth as he pulled the blanket up over her body.
"Soon, my Saintess." He whispered. "I will make you a queen."
He just didn't realize how that would take.
A/N: Whew, so much lemonade being made.
To my guest reviewers, lol, yeah, I wrote this story to be just smut tbh. You'll have to turn to my other stories for plot :P
Speaking of my other stories, such as Revenge of the Duchess, I'm flattered that so many people are waiting for the next chapter! But this author is a wreck these days...the only reason why I'm publishing this story at all is because this one was 95% complete in my archive of stories, so I just decided to release it to appease the masses until I can get to the next chapter of Revenge of the Duchess.
Med school interview season is still going on for me, and while I'm happy to report that I have been accepted to med school (!), I have been hit with the reality that my boss has informed me that I will be losing my job much earlier than I expected and that all my in-state medical schools have rejected me... Meanwhile, there's the parental pressure that I have not been accepted to a "top 10" medical school. Not everyone can be a Harvard or Johns Hopkins doctor, mom and dad... Back to being a disappointment I guess. (JK, I love my parents and they love me. I think.)
But besides the sad girl rant, thanks for enjoying me on this little mini journey so far. I, too, hope I can be back with another update for my other stories soon. I will be taking a break this weekend, so see you all next Monday! Stay safe, stay 6 feet apart, and wear a mask!