That weird sensation takes over again. Like being watched by something ominous. You exhale a sigh through your nose. Just as you get comfortable in bed...
You roll over to your side and reach out. Your hand grazes a warm chest. You smile and cuddle right up to the demon in your bed.
Sharp fingernails run through your hair. They don't pierce your skin or dig in to hurt. It's rather soothing. His body is so warm. He smells so nice. Like sex and fire. You return the favour and play with his pretty hair. It's so white and shimmery. So brilliant and beautiful. Like white pearls under clear water on a sunny day.
"Good evening, my little human." The welcoming deep tones of Jiraiya's voice greets you.
"A good evening it is... my demon." You return the greeting.
You look up. The incubus you've become involved with has changed. Each time he returns his appearance is a little bit stranger. His horns have grown. His eyes have a more vibrant glow. His tail is more animated. It's always swishing and moving. When he smiles, his fangs look more appealing and intimidating. He's still handsome. His human features have hardly changed aside from morphing slightly to accommodate his growing not so human features. The skin beside his horns look irritated from the growth and his lips are always parted to show off the new pointed biters he gained.
Jiraiya puts his hands on your ass and pushes you up. He rolls over onto his back with you on top. Your lips meet his. He holds them in a kiss. They move expertly to exactly how you like. You play with his hair and roll your hips against his. He moans quietly into your mouth. His hands move under your pyjamas to touch your bare ass.
This wasn't supposed to happen, was it? For months now you've been in the passionate relationship with this demon. He appears at night whenever you are close to falling asleep. It's almost unreal. Every night you are in his arms. In a few moments you are naked and riding Jiraiya. His cock just as amazing as it was when you first had it. It's absolute bliss. Your whole body feels tingly and hot. He's purring your name as you roll your hips. It sounds and feels so damn good.
"You've gotten good at this." Jiraiya compliments you. His hands leave your hips to grope your boobs. He rolls your stiff nipples in between his thumb and first finger.
You look incredible like this. Lost in the lust. Your body quivering from the stimulation and mouth open because you can't even put it into words. Sweat making your skin glisten and lewd moans filling your room. He could fuck you all night just to watch this. He just might. You grab his hands and hold them firmly against your breasts as you ride him harder. Rising to just the tip before sinking down to the hilt as fast as your shaking legs will allow you.
"Ah~! Jiraiya! Fuck! Fuck!" You moan. You throw your head back as you cry to high heavens.
You go stiff as you cum. The overwhelming amount of stimulation is still mind blowing. It courses through your whole body and stars flood your vision. You stay still to catch your breath. Your body is pumping blood quick from excitement. Nothing could make you cum so good. You get so excited that it's still easy. Jiraiya seems to enjoy it. He gets excited when you're close. He runs his fingers down your body with a fond smile.
"Such a pretty woman. How'd I get so lucky to have you?" Jiraiya asked with a hungry lick of his lips. "Fucking you is better than anything in the world."
You look at him and smile. He sits up and pushes you closer. You are flush against his pelvis. His rock hard cock digs into the perfect places inside of you. His gaze is burning. His pupils looking you over for every little movement. You are writhing and whining in his lap. Your delicious insides squeezing and saturated around him in the best way possible. He kisses your neck in a sloppy way that was more tongue than lips. He rolls his hips in an opposite direction to yours. Your body is rocking with the motions and you're gaining volume in your cries of pleasure again.
Jiraiya pulls you tight against him before flipping you onto your back. In actuality he probably didn't have to work so hard to fuck you. He could just stay on his back and let you go to town. You're so addicted to it. But what kind of incubus would he be if he let his human lover do all the work? He'd be a disgrace to his breed for being so lazy. Plus, he's made a bet with some of his comrades on how many times he can make you cum. He can't win if all he does is lie around.
Your back hits the mattress. Jiraiya grabs your ankles and pulls them apart as far as possible. You are spread eagle before him. Your bed creaks with the motion of the thrusts. Your whole body is rocking. Your mouth hangs open in a little o shape as he pounds you into the bed. Your hands move around your sheets, dragging your nails along them. Within minutes your back is arching off the bed and you scream his name again.
A flood of stimulation hits him as well. Its akin to getting drunk. Jiraiya smiles with his cheeks flushed a bright red and a bit of drool runs down his chin. He pants heavily as you gush all over his dick. The sensation is good enough make him dizzy and spots dance in his vision. He pulls your legs together and hoists your ass in the air. He keeps them pinned together for a tighter fit before returning to a steady pace.
You are the best he's ever had. You are so easy to get worked up. Tears are in your eyes as he overstimulates you. But you love it. You crave more. You put your hand between your legs and touch your neglected clit for more. It sends endless waves as you play with yourself to the same beat as his thrusts. It's just too amazing to stop! Your body just wants it. You want it. All night long you want this demon inside of you! To fuck you all night and all day. You don't want him to go. He can kill you with his sex and you don't care! It's all you think about. It's all you want. It's hard to function without him touching you.
Before you know it, you are bucking your hips and your cum is running down your ass. The sheets and blankets are becoming soaked from the mix of fluids. Jiraiya flips you over again. You don't have the strength at this point to hold your upper body up. He holds your hips to keep you somewhat in place as he fucks you regardless. He leans his body over your back, his chest pressing into your shoulder blades. He licks the back of your ear before kissing your jaw. Then neck. He licks that spot in between your neck and shoulder. His hips pause to dig into yours and his teeth bite down.
"Ah~!" You cry out.
It hurt, but it felt so good! The bite only added to the pleasure. Jiraiya rocked his hips in little motions. It's just enough to know what he's doing and have it burrow in that special spot. He takes over with what your hand is doing. His fingers rubbing your clit quickly. You moan his name as he does it exactly how you like. His teeth dig in and bite all across the back of your neck. Blood is running down your arms as each one broke the skin.
"Who do you belong to?" Jiraiya playfully asked in your ear. His tongue licks your ear again. His thrusting picks back up to goad you into answering.
"You!" You can barely gasp out the word. Each thrust was forcing the air out of you.
"Who?"
You open your mouth to answer, but the demon fucking you went harder. Your legs are shaking. Your whole body is quivering. You can't speak when you're getting pounded so hard your tailbone is getting bruised. Your mouth hangs open and the only thing your voice can do is let out a squeal.
A furious snarl huffed in your ear. Jiraiya flipped you over. At this point, your ass on the edge of the bed. He's managed to almost roll you completely off. He's standing while holding your ass. He rolls and rocks his hips. You are rocking your hips in an alternate pattern. He leans back over you. He bites your collarbone. He bites the thickest parts of your breasts. Then Jiraiya moves his bloody lips up your neck. He's panting hard with his lips a fraction from yours.
"Say my name! Scream it to heaven and hell!" He growls. The tips of his sharp teeth scrape against your bottom lip.
"Jiraiya!" You give in immediately. You shout it over and over again.
His lips smash against yours. He nips your lips. His tongue plays with yours. You grip his hair and mewl quietly in his mouth. After so many times of being with him, you know when he's close. He's gotten very possessive over you. This demanding side is only present when he wants to finish. It's as if he needed to hear it before he could. You wrap your legs around his waist. You give in every time and only want him close. He thrusts one last time before finishing.
He collapses after several seconds. It's quiet except for the sound of panting. Your bites are stinging and pulsing with the beat of your heart. As always, Jiraiya recovers quickly. He gets off of you. He gives you a few loving and gentle kisses. The taste of blood is on his tongue. He smiles at you after he pulls back.
Jiraiya knows how weak you get. It's rather amusing how the stamina of humans is so low. He picks you up and sets you properly into bed. This time he joins you. He cuddles you and nuzzles you. He enjoys being your big spoon. His arms wrap around you and he presses his face against your shoulder.
"You're getting better." He praises you. He gives you a kiss.
"Only thanks to you." You sigh happily.
The exhaustion that comes with having sex with a demon takes over. You can deal with it better. You can move your heavy limbs a little bit. You do to only pet your lovely incubus' head. His hair is so soft. He laps at your bites to apologize for marking you.
"Jiraiya?" You quietly call for his attention.
"Hm?"
"Why am I...?" You yawn and you can no longer flex your neck to raise your head. Your body is relaxing and passing out beyond your control.
"Don't worry about it." Jiraiya hushed you. "Just relax."
He kisses your cheek as you begin to rest. He rubs your hip in circles. His finger gently runs up and down your hip slowly as he thinks. He doesn't sleep. What does he need sleep for? He is a demon. His kind don't need rest. He only wishes to keep you company.
It's incredibly selfish. Jiraiya is fully aware of what he's doing. He's made plenty of excuses to his friends as to why he hasn't just finished you off. He's always preferred the long way of taking his victims. He gives them what they want before sucking their life out of them. He's doing the same for you. That promotion you always wanted at work with flexible enough hours where you can do all the other things you wanted to do. You have friends that genuinely like you. You have these things now. All it took was a little push from him. Fate is an easy thing to manipulate...
There's only one thing he won't allow... which is letting any man get close to you. He's murdered those men who've shown interest in you. You are only meant for him. His woman. No one touches you other than him. He's the only one who is allowed to make you feel this way. You do belong to him. You are his to love. Even if it does slowly kill you. He's taken years off of your life already. This relationship will end with you dying an incredibly early death. All at the hands of the incubus who has fallen in love with you.
Who knows if you'll end up in heaven or hell. The big man upstairs has always been a mysterious judge. He could save your soul for being fooled by a demon. Or you could end up in hell for committing such a sin of lust. If it's the first, Jiraiya would probably fight his way up to the pearly gates just to snip your wings and drag you into the burning inferno. If it's the second, he'll welcome you with open arms. Your punishment will be being his for all eternity. He has a right to you for being the one to take your soul to hell. Won't that be a good time? Anytime he wishes. Anytime you wish. It'll be the only thing you'll know.
His friends back in the underworld will certainly be jealous. His own little human to take care of and do very bad things to. He can get away with it since the point of hell is to punish those who sinned. There's no better punishment than being his. If you can't get enough in this life, he'll do you hard until you're begging for mercy in the next.
If that does come true then Jiraiya is looking forward to taking your life. Watching you struggle to stay awake is a good sign. You'll probably only last a few more times before your heart can't take anymore. He plays with your hair and strokes your back. You groan quietly. His fingers run down your belly. It meets the soft skin of your pelvis before lowering to cup your sex. It's still wet. It's sticky. Rubbing it slowly makes you moan. He kisses your ear and neck. He won't go any further when you're so weak.
"I love you." He whispered in your ear.
You groan and hips buck when he touches your sensitive clit. His tongue is hot on your skin as he laps at your neck. You are aware enough to know what he's doing to you. You can open your eyes a fraction. The incubus you can't get enough of continues to pleasure you as you resist the need to rest.
"Ah~!" You cry out. "Ji..."
You can't finish speaking as your mouth opens. Jiraiya hoists one of your legs over his to have more room to manoeuvre. He pumps them in and out of you quickly. You still are incredibly sensitive. You don't last must longer. Your legs flex and clench closed. They don't go very far as his hand doesn't retract until he feels that gush. He does a few seconds later and gets that wave of satisfaction. It fulfills a deep craving he can't ever quite satiate when he makes you climax.
It saps the rest of your strength to stay awake. You fall asleep feeling elated and satisfied. Jiraiya sighs after a while. You won't be waking up again. Not for another day. He pecks your cheek again. He sits up and runs his fingers through his hair. He jumps a little when his finger bumped his horn. They are very tender. The bases of them are as sensitive as a bare nerve. That's the price of getting stronger apparently. His growth in his demonic ways is all thanks to you. It's like your soul is extra potent or something.
He looks you over and smiles. You just... so wonderful. He tucks you in. He gets out of your bed and grabs his pants off of the floor. He dressed slowly. He stares at the summoning circle you etched so long ago in your floor. He didn't want to leave. He didn't want to step in and take himself away. There's plenty of incubi down below. Hell can do without him for a while. It's not like there's anyone to keep track of him. No one really cares... but you care about him...
It always takes a while to wake up. It's hard to lift yourself up. It took a few times. You feel tired despite knowing you've been asleep for probably a day. You sit up and rub your eyes. When you lift your head to look around, a pair of familiar glowing eyes is hovering above your bed. After a few blinks, your eyes focus. Jiraiya is standing over you. It's weird that he's still here. He always leaves after you pass out. His head tilts ever so slightly in question.
"Can we spend the day together?" The demon asks you. His tone is actually quite... shy and nervous, like he's afraid you'll say no.
You smile. A day with a demon? What activities could he possibly want to do? Why does he want to? Perhaps to make your final days more fun. They've always ended wonderfully since he always came around at night. Having him around all the time sounded amazing.
Jiraiya offers you his hand. You reach out and grasp it. He pulled you up and into his arms in a bridal carry. You are taken away to the bathroom, for the blood must be washed off of you first. He did take advantage of it... only a little. He stroked the soap over your body and smiled when he touched the parts of your body that still make you jump from sensitivity. It was nice seeing him wet for once. He looked different with his hair flat against his head instead of all that fluffy volume to it that makes him look a few feet taller. His tail kept swishing around as he smiled like the Cheshire Cat. He smoothed his nose against yours and pressed his warm lips against your colder ones. He refused to stop touching you.
A day with Jiraiya sounds nice. He helped you towel off and shook his hair out until it was fluffy again. He grinned at you when his hair was a mess in front of his face. He was behaving so silly. With a lighthearted flare that made you smile.
He helps you get dressed and by that time you can move on your own. He offers his hand again. You take it, letting your demon take you away. It doesn't really matter where he takes you or what he wants to do. You only want to spend time with him. It's strange to love the thing that's killing you. He makes it better. Both life and death.
Getting involved with demons was the best thing to happen in your life... No matter when it ends... You had fun.