You breathe in deeply, the smell of the salt air tickling your nostrils. The sun shines down, warming up your skin, as you feel the hot sand rub against your back and legs. You smile to yourself, enjoying the gorgeous day. The sea breeze caresses your body, keeping you cool and comfortable. A soft pair of lips greets your mouth, and you grin against them. You sit up in the sand and wrap your arms around Crowley as the two of you watch the waves. What a honeymoon destination. Crowley had taken you to an island no one knew about off the coast of Belize. He knew how much you would enjoy the turquoise water.

"Well my darling" Crowley prompts, kissing your hand, "how has the honeymoon been?" You beam at him, so happy to be married to the demon. This was the last spot on your trip, which included Niagara Falls, Paris, Lake Louise, and an Alaskan cruise. Being Queen of Hell had its perks.

"Oh this is definitely my favorite spot" you respond, leaning your head on his shoulder.

"There's just one problem with it, love" he prompts, causing you to look at him in confusion. This place was utter paradise.

"Really? What?"

"We haven't christened it yet" he whispers, gently tugging on your earlobe. Everything down south clenches, and you feel yourself start to get wet in anticipation.

"Well" you say as you stand up, "That is quite a problem." You take your bathing suit off slowly, watching his eyes quickly dilate, and a bulge grow in his pants. You stand naked in front of him, and he licks his lips at you, looking up and down your body. "But if you want to christen this beautiful island" you continue, "you'll have to catch me first!" And with that you dash away, hearing Crowley chuckle to himself. You run as fast as you can, into the water until you are waist deep. You turn back to see that Crowley has zapped next you, efficiently catching up. You are pretty sure he is as naked as you are, and you have to fight the urge to grab under the water just to check.

"Oh wifey, when will you learn? You can never escape me" He grins pulling you by the waist till you are pressed against him.

"And I'll never want to" you giggle, kissing him again. He responds by placing his hand on your breast, wet from the spray of the ocean. The water makes his hand slide easily around as he plays with your nipples, making them grow hard. "Hmmm" you whisper in his ear "I didn't know demons liked ocean sex."

Crowley laughs as he pulls at your hair, exposing your throat. He kisses along your jaw, trailing his tongue down your neck. "I didn't know demons could love either. But you proved that true as well." You feel giddy, you still get butterflies every time Crowley says he loves you. You put a hand at the back of his head, feeling his soft hair. Crowley playfully dips you into the water, careful not to put your face under. The water soothes the slight sunburn you've got, and it feels great on your scalp and wetting your hair. Crowley brings you back up, the getting himself wet in the process. You kiss him again, your wet bodies now sliding against each other. The rock of the waves moves your hips together, and you can feel his erection rub against your sex. You grab his dick in the water, running your thumb along the head and stroking up the underside. His pelvis bucks into your hand as he moans, your name on his lips.

"That's right baby, say my name," you growl to him. Crowley chuckles, loving how you aren't afraid to show a little dominance anymore. "Say it!" you repeat, and you playfully slap his ass. He looks a bit shocked, but there is an amused twinkle in his eye.

"Oh (y/n), I love the way your hand feels on my cock." You revel in his words as you begin to pump him. He throws his head back in pleasure and you lean in to bite and suck along his clavicle, effectively marking him.

"Oh my dear, didn't know you liked to claim innocent unsuspecting demons."

You grin, "Well someone once taught me, 'I don't like it when people touch what is mine'." Crowley smiles at you as his hips continue to buck into your hand. He grabs your wrists and places them behind your back, rubbing his dick along your lower stomach. You whine, knowing he is so close to your pussy, and he needs to put it in like yesterday.

"Fuck me Crowley. Oh baby, make me feel good" you moan as the water hits gently along your side. You are so turned on that your toes curl, digging into the wet sand.

"Anything for you my dearest" and he lifts you up, momentarily taking you out of the water as your legs wrap around him. He sinks slowly into you, settling you back into the ocean as it wraps around you both. His thick cock fills you up, piercing deep inside as your walls tremble at the expansion. You experience a deep burn, causing you to throw your head back in ecstasy. He thrusts in again, and your legs tighten around hip, pushing him deeper into you. Your nails rake along his back, leaving marks. His hands grip your sunburnt skin, but you can't feel any pain. Just the pleasure of Crowley inside you. Fitting as though you were made for each other. He sets on a rhythm, slowly bucking his hips along with the ocean. In and out, deeper and deeper as he embraces you. And you realize, this isn't the usual pounding you're used to. This was totally different. His eyes pierce into your soul as he watches every face you make, carefully listening to every sound that escapes your lips. He gently kisses your lips, his tongue sliding in and lazily swirling about. He's making love to you, and you moan at the revelation.

"I love you" Crowley moans in your ear, as if reading your mind. You have to fight the tears in your eyes, overcome by how much you care for him. You squeeze him tighter to you as you rock your hips in time with his.

"I love you so much" you whisper back. His cock slides along your walls, slow and delicious and you feel yourself building. The sensation begins in your loins before traveling along every sinew of muscle you have. It seems to be radiating out of your fingertips and toes. Crowley hits your g-spot and you cry out, needing more. He thrusts again, a bit harder, making sure to nail it. You are close, holy shit you're so close.

"Babe" you gasp, unable to say much else.

"Me too, my pet." Crowley responds, thrusting again. "Cum with me." And you lose control, everything in your body clenches before pleasure shoots through, traveling through every vein and artery. You feel it everywhere and you can't think as you hear Crowley call out your name as he finds his release. You are trembling slightly from your orgasm, trying to come down from it, and Crowley holds you tightly. The two of you stay that way, eyes closed, simply holding each other. The waves rock the two of you gently, soothing your sore muscles. You listen to them hit your bodies, loving the way it mixes with Crowley's soft breathing. You lean back so you can face him, and the look on his face makes you melt. For a split second he forgets he is the King of Hell, he forgets that he is a demon. In that moment, in the ocean next to the shore of a small island, he is simply one thing: an incandescently joyous husband who has just made beautiful love to his wife.

"She's gonna be one hell of a hunter" you comment as you hold your baby girl in your arms. She looks up at you, giggling lightly. You are laying against Crowley's chest, his legs capturing your lower body as he leans against the arm of the couch.

Crowley gives a playful bite to your shoulder, "oh you think so?"

"Well of course, hunting is in my blood, and it's in hers too." You state matter of factly. While Crowley ruled over Hell, you still hunted monsters (no demons anymore, unless of course Crowley wanted them dead). In fact you went hunting the day after the honeymoon ended. Crowley wanted you to stay home, to spend your days safe in his mansion, but you convinced him otherwise. As long as it made you happy, he had said.

"Destroying lives and causing mayhem is also in her blood" Crowley reminds, a hint of fatherly pride in his voice. As if on cue your little baby's eyes go black as she grins at her dad.

"Hmmm, what a sticky situation." You say sarcastically. "She's gonna hunt monsters. And if she chooses to follow in your footsteps, I suppose letting her mess with pompous actors and dirt bag politicians is acceptable."

Crowley dramatically sighs, "Oh alright, deal. You little minx." He puts his finger down to play with her hand, and she grabs it, grinning the whole time.

"She is beautiful isn't she?" you whisper, amazed that you could create something so complex and perfect.

"Just like her mum" Crowley whispers.

"She has your eyes" you tease, turning to give Crowley a quick kiss.

"And your iron grip" he mutters as she refuses to let go of his finger.

You think back to when you found out you were pregnant. It was about three months after you had gotten married; Crowley was busy handling an issue in Hell, and you were out hunting a nest of vampires. A blonde vampire, the last survivor, had you cornered. You were ready to take off her head as she closed in.

"Well won't you taste good?" she had said, "Two blood types in you, someone must have gotten lucky recently." She remarked snarkily. And in that moment you were overcome with emotions you had never felt. Terror, confusion, but most of all rage. Rage at this vamp who dared to threaten you and your child. You instinctively knew that the most important thing was the life growing inside you. You charged at her, cutting her head clean off.

When you had gotten home, you had no idea what you were going to tell Crowley. You knew he loved you, but this was something completely new. He was a demon after all, and it had taken time for him to develop the feelings he had for you now. You wanted to be tactful, to plan it out and make the announcement special. You wanted to prepare him. But as soon as he came home you blurted it out. "I'm pregnant because a vampire told me so." So smooth. He looked as though you told him that a unicorn was eating the shrubberies.

"I'm sorry, I don't follow" he responded, confused.

"Crowley, we're having a baby." You said, your breath shaky. You had no idea what kind of reaction to expect, but to your relief, Crowley beamed at you. He laughed happily, hugging you tightly.

"If this baby is a third as wonderful as you, I'll be the happiest demon ever created."

And so your pregnancy continued. Of course you had the weird cravings, the swollen ankles, the morning sickness. But you continued hunting till you were about seven months along, and that was for your baby's safety.

The labor had nearly killed you, but Crowley was there to make sure everything went okay. He had the best doctors and witches kidnapped to oversee the birth. You are a strong hunter, but a human, and this baby was powerful. A half human half demon child is rare, but not impossible. And in most cases, the mother has a difficult time with the childbirth.

But here you are now, holding your baby as her proud father looks on.

"I wonder when she will start dating" you tease, trying to get a rise out of your husband.

"When Hell freezes over" he responds dryly, biting your shoulder again, but you simply chuckle to yourself.

She slowly starts to fall asleep, her eyes losing the battle to stay awake. You cradle her closer, gazing at her tiny face.

"I love you so much" Crowley whispers to both you and her.

"We love you too."

The End