Akura-Ou did not expect laughter the first time he got naked in front of you. It wouldn't have been a surprise if you bit your lip and gazed at him in wonder and lust, after all- he was a damn fine specimen, if he said so himself, but no, you were laughing. Your eyes were tearing up as you looked at the demon, a blushing, flustered, demon.
"What?" He growled, glaring at you as he hid his manhood with both hands, feeling so insecure. Was he ugly? Or, gods forbid it, too small?
"Hahahahhaha" was your only answer (along with falling on the bed).
Akura-Ou grimaced and shuffled over to you, climbed on the bed and straddled your hips, hands wrapping around your wrists and pinning them down to the soft mattress. You stopped laughing abruptly, though your lips still held an amused curve to them. The demon, as naked as on the day of his birth (a day many people cursed), looked into your eyes, searching them for all those hidden emotions of yours. Your eyes held happiness, lust (he could barely hold in a sigh of relief), tenderness, shyness and...
"Fear?" Akura-Ou mumbled, frowning in thought. "What are you so afraid of? I will not hurt you."
"No," you giggled, twisting your wrists but he did not let go. "I am nervous. I've... I've never done... It."
"Ah, so that's how it is." Akura-Ou hummed, smirking in a way that showed off his pointed teeth. He leaned in closer to your face, breath and lips brushing yours as he continued to speak. "No worries, I'm gonna make you feel good."
You've opened your mouth to answer him but the demon took the chance to kiss you, his tongue not wasting time to tangle with yours. He possessed your mouth as his hands wandered all over your body, pushing down the fabric of the red nagajuban to reveal flesh he wanted to mark. Your mind clouded with sensations of Akura-Ou paying special attention to your body.
The demon kissed down your neck, teeth burrowing in the tender skin whenever he fancied, suckling on the skin. Your hands were burrowed in his red mane, curling in the strands and pulling whenever Akura-Ou did something which gave pleasure to you. Like when his hand slipped underneath the nagajuban and touched your wet folds, fingers parting them slowly and thumb's nail scraping gently over the erect flesh of your clitoris or when his mouth enveloped your right breast almost completely, that devilish tongue of his flicking and curling against the flesh, teeth biting and pulling harshly on the nipple...
You parted your legs, cradling Akura-Ou's hips between them, eyeing the proudly standing member as the demon rubbed against you, parting your folds and hitting your clitoris with the head. Your hips slowly moved up and down, rutting against his as you both tried to prolong the anticipation of finally joining, becoming one. Akura-Ou entwined your fingers and pressed your hands to the mattress. Smiling, he leaned down and kissed you. Sharp pain made you bite down on his lips, making him laugh as you broke the flesh and drew blood. You could feel your thighs burn, feel the pain of your maidenhood and the burn of your inner muscles stretching to accommodate Akura-Ou's width and length.
Licking his lips, Akura-Ou moved so he could look in your face as he began to move- slowly, in and out. Your own eyes flitted back and forth between his eyes and the place where you were attached. Faster he moved and your back arched, breasts rubbing against his chest. Good, so, so good. You felt like someone lit a fire in your veins, made the blood sing for the first time in forever- even if the feeling was painful at first.
You didn't realize that you were begging Akura-Ou to move faster, to give you more, more, more...
You didn't notice how much more wild you appeared with messy hair, bruised lips stained with blood and sweat covering your body. You could only notice pleasure and moan loudly, almost scream, when Akura-Ou shifted you in one smooth movement and had you ride him as he knelt in the bed with his arms around you.
Akura-Ou's claws dug into your shoulder blades, teeth latching onto the crook of your neck. The pain and pleasure mixed in your body, the two opposite feelings clashing and battling for dominance in your body until pleasure won over and that tight coil in your abdomen snapped and your mouth fell open in a silent scream of ecstasy.
Your body shook as you clutched onto Akura-Ou, his hips still moving as you recovered from an orgasm. He was panting in your ear, hands cupping your ass and guiding your movements with ease. Akura-Ou sped up as his orgasm approached, eyes shut tightly and lips parted as he breathed your name in a broken whisper.
Your body shuddered as his warmth spilled into your body and he held you through his climax, kissing your sweaty temple. Akura-Ou did not move you for a few long moments, only held your body as close as possible- which seemed like a ridiculous notion since you two were already as close as two people can be.