I might double-post today bc I'm in that sort of moooooood
this isn't Aries bc I had this idea and ran with it at the moment pfft
this story will DEFINITELY make more sense if you read my Stone Age Omake first
Jackal was sick and tired of his freaking king and that creepy little nymph he couldn't keep his hands off of. Couldn't he just collect paperwork from his charge like a common council to his majesty? Certainly, things had been better under Zeref.
Because not once was he ever forced to pretend that he couldn't hear what was going on right in front of him.
Even as the king was effortlessly diligent, meticulously filling out the mounds of paperwork...The sounds made it obvious to any demon in a one hundred foot radius, even more-so for the Twelve Demon Gates.
He had to keep his mind elsewhere yet stay present and alert if the king was to make small talk. Only the truly stupid would acknowledge what was happening, which Jakal had previously discovered. It took Lamy for fucking ever to bring him back to life after the first incident.
But once the great demon, E.N.D, was finished, he collected the papers and hightailed it out of that damn office. The stress of the repeated situation would eventually kill him, he was sure of it.
Once the doors were closed, the demon king let his shoulders relax, slumping slightly as he peered underneath his desk.
He licked his lips, letting a groan slip as he brushed aside the hair of his dutiful maid.
Her watery eyes glanced up as well, too preoccupied to speak.
But once the sticky white fluid splattered against her tongue, she was free to pull back and finally take a refreshing breath.
"Wonderful as always," The king purred, lifting the maid by her chin, smirking as her throat bobbed with a swallow.
"Was I?" Her voice was coy and shy, a blushed cheek rubbing against his palm as he held her face.
"I wouldn't lie to you, hm?" He leaned forward to softly capture her lips, a seductive grin spreading as she sunk further with embarrassment.
"I suppose not," She mumbled, fingers toying with the lace ends of her skirt.
"Turn around now, would you? I don't want to leave you waiting," He hummed, gently coaxing her to lie against the desk. She rested comfortably, hands gripped on the front edge, meekly looking behind her.
He always stared, which made her flush even more. The stockings attached to her garter belt, black lace extenuating her hips. Her panties lay damp at the center, clear fluid sticking on her inner thigh.
The demon sunk his teeth into the clean flesh of her behind, marking its pure surface and pulling a moan from his beloved partner.
"It's so sexy how you always get so turned on," His tongue lapped at a droplet of her dripping sex, her flavor sparking something feral within him. "You're just begging me for it,"
"E.N.D-sama…" She crooned as he tugged her underwear, teasing the swollen area with his thumb. He pulled the pair down, watching her twitch and moan as the air exposure tickled between her legs.
"Shall I reward you for your hard work today? I do think you deserve praise, my cute little maid,"
He grinned as she nodded, hips shaking slightly in the air as her honeypot starved for attention.
"Please, E.N.D-sama," Her voice was breathless and needy, wanton emotions tumbling in her belly. "Please reward me…"
"Hmm," He couldn't help but tease her more, spreading her lips as he stared at her teasing entrance. "How about here?"
He pushed in two fingers, ears drinking in the gentle moan that escaped her lips. His fingers steadily grew with heat, the degree jumping to boiling temperatures.
She struggled to keep still as he slid them in and out of her, hungry to feel his heat deep within her.
"Does that feel good?" He asked, pressing a ginger kiss against her as he slipped in a third finger. Each digit went in so smoothly, refusing to deny his actions.
"It's not enough," She whined, shaking her head, stress-biting down on her bottom lip.
"Oh?" He pulled out his fingers, snickering to himself as he felt the disappointment rise from her body. "Then please tell me what you'd like instead. And be honest; otherwise, I may not get it right."
Coy and shy as always, her teary eyes looking back at her master with naughty earnest.
Her lips bounced as they gathered the right words, forming a request that she made almost every day. A request, that her body yearned for fulfillment, one that the king was more than eager to provide.
His seductive growl made the tips of her fingers buzz, every bit and bone of her body blazing with his residual heat.
She loved how he lit her up like a star, pushing her to the point of becoming a supernova herself.
He was thick and hot within her, filling every corner, curving into her belly ever so slightly.
The king flexed his hips, and the maid couldn't hold it in any longer. Why would she when the room was sound-proof?
She lost all inhibitions, melting into a pool of herself on the desk. She moaned out for more, crying agreements and passionate longing.
He pounded into her, leaning over to whisper obscenities in her ear, the maid weaning off of every salacious phrase. He bit her ear and kissed her neck, hands tightening on her hips as she needed more, to feel him deeper.
He claimed her lips and fed her his flames, a delicacy only the king's partner could have the pleasure of eating.
She writhed underneath him, overcome with heat to the point of overstimulation.
She came around his dick, milking the thick shaft of its lava, both straining through the peak of their intimate session.
He pulled out, cleaning himself up and lifting the limp maid from his desk. She leaned her head against his shoulder, tired from overexertion and heat exhaustion.
The king always escorted her back to 'her room,' demons in the hallways quickly averting their eyes.
He kissed her forehead, leaving her to rest, the outfit he requested she wore disappearing from her body.
Their relationship was much more than maid and master, although they enjoyed playing that game most of all. Nor was she his princess, or his queen, though no doubt she would be. They were more than exclusive; of course, the king would have never settled for less.
It all began when the two first met.
It was love at first sight...for the king.
Lucy, on the other hand, was not impressed.
They happened to meet in the forest while he was on an expedition, thinking that she was in trouble.
However, no such word had ever existed in her vocabulary until he showed up.
Bandits were known to frequent the woods of the nymphs, almost always trying to kidnap one. But foolish men were foolish men, and they always went home with plenty of bruises to ward off other visitors.
So when Lucy was saved by her now darling king from a man she could have easily taken, she was pissed.
Jackal was beside him, watching the whole scene unfold, trying his best not to laugh at the king who was being scolded by a nymph.
Natsu left the scene on his horse with a furious pout. Still, a curious beating in his heart was very attracted to the mesmeric girl.
Thoughts of her continued to nip at his mind, refusing to let him forget of her fire and beauty.
She was not the kind of nymph to be wooed only with good looks and power, her sisters jealous that she refused to partake of such a high-quality meal.
Over time, he continued to come back, bringing his intellect and understanding rather than his abrupt and boastful self.
She was charmed with his stories of the world, books he gifted her, the time they spent underneath the stars. She was a spirit of the night and moon, a star fallen to earth, a soul that burned brighter than any fire he'd ever seen.
Their first kiss was sweet and romantic, a ginger touch that captured her heart for him. He whispered sweet nothings in her ear that send butterflies buzzing in her stomach. He whispered promises of his loyalty and love, that he would never betray her trust and honor. Lucy was putty in his hands from then on, both still trapped in those honeymoon days oh so many years later.
They often role-played like this, much to Jackal's dismay. He worked the most with their king throughout the day, other demons of the castle pitying his misfortune.
But they were all obligated to follow the same rules.
Never look at the 'queen' when he held her, though only applicable to the moments when they had just been intimate. Never acknowledge them engaging in amorous activities. Never acknowledge the 'queen' outside of the role she intends to play that day. And never, never tell the 'queen' how their king disables the sound-proofing curse on his office when they're together.
The room he left her in was a spare that they often used, depending on the game they chose to play.
It was often a 'guest room' or 'maid chambers' that she snuck away from to then enter the king's room they regularly shared.
She enjoyed playing a visitor from another kingdom, one sent to seduce the king for their political gain.
Tonight, she left it after waking up, still unsatisfied from their previous embrace.
The residents of the castle took up the use of sound barriers when they saw the blonde skipping towards his room, knowing they'd be at it all night long...again.
Standing outside his door, she knocked, donning the maid outfit once more.
He beckoned her in with his voice, heart hammering in her chest as she walked in.
He sat against the arm of his couch, reading a book, shirtless in his silk pajama pants.
The nymph licked her lips, hungry to mark the heft of his chest with her own bites and nibbles.
"Your majesty," She bowed with a straight face, coming to stand by his side.
"Pour me some tea, would you?" He asked, not looking up, motioning to the teapot centered on the coffee table before him.
She nodded, bending over slightly in front of him as she poured him a cup, two sugars, and only a splash of cream.
She felt his eyes on her scantily-clad bottom, the mental image of his wild gaze driving her up the wall.
Turning around, he was back to reading, teacup and plate held carefully in her hands.
"Here you are, master," The dragon demon held in his growl, accepting the drink carefully from the seductive blonde.
Her chest bounced in her dress as she stood straight again, waiting by his side for further instruction.
"I'm a bit bored," He sighed, snickering silently as he caught the rapid beating of her heart. He found her quite adorable when she wanted to play like this. "Would you mind entertaining me?"
"What does the master wish for me to do?" She asked, tilting her head to the side as he carefully sipped his tea.
"You're quite good at putting on a show," He rose a brow, motioning her towards the coffee table again. "Put that kettle out by the door and come back."
She followed his instructions, eyes trained on the sway of her hips as he licked his lips.
"I'd be honored to perform for his majesty," Lucy said with seductive eyes, silently clicking the lock behind her. He beckoned her forward, holding his hand out and summoning a blooming flame.
"My fire is quite lively with the right partner," Natsu said, letting it float into her palm. "But first, change your clothes a bit. I'd like to see something more revealing."
Lucy complied with a nod, the maid outfit shimmering into a bewitching set of black and white frilled lingerie. She kept the garter and stockings, swaying her hips again as she walked and settled herself on the wooden surface.
Natsu set down his book and sipped subtly on his tea, pretending to gaze with a bored look as she spread her legs.
The little ball of fire jumped in her palm, reminding Lucy of what a cute puppy Natsu could sometimes be. She gave it a kiss, giggling as it bloomed with warmth at the touch. She drew it in close, whispering as one hand wrapped around the weight of her breast. She fondled herself, slipping out moans as her fingers pressed into the sensitive flesh.
She complimented its color and brilliance, knowing its pride matched that of its glorious owner. It bristled and brushed against her lips, jumping eagerly as it understood her so well, saw it for what it was and all that it could be.
Natsu grumbled a bit, now jealous of his sprite. He could hear every word she whispered, wishing those words were for him. But he would stick it out, knowing he could always get her to repeat it when they were alone.
His attention wandered to her hands, watching as she lowered one cup of her bra to reveal the pert pink nipple stiff between her fingers. She tweaked it, pulling subtly on it as the swell of her breast spilled so dangerously from the material.
The flames dripped and splattered like wax onto her chest, subtle hisses escaping as she let the heat sink into her skin. Natsu was mesmerized, watching her skin soak up his energy to fuel her soul. He licked his lips and wished intensely for her soft skin in his hold, wanting to mold it in his image.
She did the same with the other side of her chest, moaning and writhing her hips as the fire continued to spill on her.
"Oh, Salamander…" Its nickname fell from her lips, the flames crawling and sparking as its excitement grew. It formed hands around her, settling from behind as it let itself grow bigger and bigger thanks to her sensual encouragement.
The king bristled with pride for his fine woman, applauding her ability to manipulate his fire so easily. But, it would always bend to her whim, his everything utterly enamored by her.
Behind her now sat the full form sprite, unhooked her bra to let his hands massage and toy with her chest. She moaned and leaned into his touch, crooning as he squeezed her with rough pleasure, burning the feeling into her skin.
"Just like that," Her voice was breathless as he continued, his head leaning forward as she rested on his shoulder.
His faux lips claimed her own with a kiss, flames trickling down her throat, Lucy moaning as she swallowed every one.
She pulled one hand away and showed it where to wander, letting it crawl under the lace of her panties.
"Like that, oh...mmm...ah, burn me a bit more," Her eyes and swollen lips met the hungry gaze of her lover, his hand stroking the thick curve present in his pants.
"That feels so good, baby," She said, thrusting her hips to meet his touch as his flames kissed the column of her neck.
He growled, her wink displayed as she turned her attention back to the sprite. He looked so fricken cute when he was jealous.
"Faster," She begged, turning slightly to swallow his kisses again, addicted to the unique taste of his magic. His hand moved as she willed it, panties singed and turned to ash as the heat fought with the material.
Natsu was given a full view of her wet sex, flames pushing into her, paying an extra amount of attention to her pinkened clit. The sprite held her thigh so she couldn't close her legs, letting his charge get a full view of the nymph coming apart.
She shuddered as she came, the sprite pulling his slick fingers from her entrance. She held him by the wrist, eyes locked with her lover as she sucked the fluid slowly from each individual one. She cleaned it from his palm, tongue going down his forearm as she got the stray drops.
Both heaved with heavy chests, eyes hooded and gazes full of lust.
Lucy continued her performance, turning in the sprite's hold to kiss him again as she pushed him on his back.
"I could feel this pressed against me," She whispered in his ear, flames turning a bright orange on his cheeks. Her hand wrapped around his erection, the blonde stroking it carefully in her hand. "Naughty boy,"
She settled herself over it, rubbing it subtly against her sex before sliding down on his shaft.
"Oh yes…" She cupped her breasts and let her head fall back, the thickness and shape equal to that of her dragon partner. "Salaman...der...that feels...feels so good,"
She moaned as he held her hips, pounding up into her as her hips bucked forward.
She settled the hands-on her table beside his head, mouth slightly open as she moaned and panted through the sex.
Lucy looked towards her lover again, smirking as he was enamored with the sight, but still fuming with jealousy.
The flames spread and nudged her other puckered hole, creeping in to spread pleasure throughout more of her pulsing body.
His impure touch reaching every part of her body made Lucy drool ever so slightly, leaning forward to kiss the beloved sprite again.
His hands spread her ass as he loosened her, flames fingering the second entrance. They stretched her slightly, the blonde not unused to this kind of touch.
He bounced her gently on his cock, moving at a more sensual pace as he wanted her to steadily build to the next climax. Lucy appreciated his gentle qualities, burning with the butterflies of his magic spinning inside her.
"Your majesty..." Her eyes fell to his dripping length, the nymph hungry for his release as well. "Come play with us,"
"Vixen," He frowned as he stood, coming behind her to settle his hand around her throat. "Trapped in ecstasy with my creation does not satisfy you?"
"A fervent vixen such as myself," Her lithe body pressed back against his, lips reaching to meet his characteristic snarl. "Is greedy for bliss, and generous enough to share it,"
Starved for her kiss, they shared one intensely as he pushed into her. She gasped into his mouth, savoring the flavor of his tongue and the heat in her stomach.
Both sets of hands roamed her body, both sets of lips marred her skin, both fed her rivers of fire, both refused to let her go without reminding her of the need for their attention again.
They burned their intense want and lust within her, the instinct to satisfy marking their thoughts over again.
She cried out and jolted between them, hungry for more, grasping for hold of their bodies. She was addicted to their love and loyalty, smothered by their heat, underneath the spell of their magnificent rhapsody.
The creamy body of their angel laid between the tempting devils, the three occupying the bed now.
Lucy moaned softly as she stirred from her sleep, woken by delicate kisses pressed against her shoulder. She giggled as Salamander nuzzled her with his nose, cuddling against his side.
"Oi, no hogging her," Natsu hissed as he brought her closer to him again, his nose nuzzled in the crook of her neck.
"You two always do this," Lucy rolled her eyes tiredly, the sprite pulling himself closer again. "Can't we just relax together?"
"I'd rest a lot more comfortably if that idiot would quit it," He glared at the sprite who simply ignored him, kissing Lucy gingerly on the cheek.
"You look like you like him more," Natsu pouted, sitting up to stare at Lucy who leaned into the kiss.
"I love you both," She shrugged, not minding the sprite's wandering hand. "Salamander is very sweet, you know,"
"And attentive and blah blah blah! Yes, I know," Natsu regretted making such a perfect companion for his partner, but she deserved to be treated so kindly by his fire.
"Just lay down then," She hummed, turning away to share another kiss. "It's almost dawn."
She panted slightly as the sprite leaned down to lick her chest, sucking slightly on her pert nipple. His hand spread her legs apart, fingers lingering on her swollen and dripping sex.
"Don't get so cocky, ya friggen fireball," Natsu huffed as he laid by her side, copying the living flame as he let his lips and fingers in sync.
okie lemme know what you thiiiink
I've been shying away from the idea of something like this but I think it worked out pretty good!