[There's a lot sinners' bodies can accomplish sex wise that a human never could, and Angel thought he'd pretty much run the gamut of new sensations. This is new though. Closest he can conjure in his mind is Val's tongue, but the Shadow feels wholly different. Angel's grip on his legs is bruising, an upper hand trying to hold back his noises before he remembers he's supposed to be putting on a show here and pushes it back to grip his hair instead.]
Y-you're really just g-aa-gonna sit there and- hh- and watch?
[ The being of solid shadow hums and chitters in agreement as its tongue wriggles deep. Exploring every inch that it can as it thrusts the appendage. The show Angel was putting on was most certainly an erotic one, but Alastor wanted to take things further. See just how much it would take to overstimulate the Sinner. ]
For now, yes. I intend to see just how much it takes to break you tonight. This way I know how rough I can be the next time I take you during my rut.
[ Claws flick from his lap, tendrils of darkness emerging from a space just under Angel's pillows to form a pair of tentacles. One curls itself around the spider's chest, fondling the soft fur as the tip seeks out a nipple to flick and tease. Meanwhile, the other curls itself around the base of Angel's cock before the end forms itself into a sucking mouth to engulf the swollen appendage. ]
[He sighs and squirms, biting on his lower lip at that promise of what's to come.]
It takes a l-aah-hh-lot.
[That would've sounded more convincing without the studder, but those tentacles take him by surprise, an assault on his senses as each gets to work. He catches at the tendrils like he means to push them away, squirming but quickly nodding. His body might protest but he wants this.]
Then I look forward to seeing those limits of yours, dear.
[ Fingers twirl and play in the air, a slight, green aura surrounding them as he manipulates the tentacles playing with Angel's squirming body on the bed. The shadow practically moans as it continues to fuck Angel with its tongue, dark eyes watching as the tentacle around the Sinner's cock slurps and sucks with just as much eagerness as the shadow. ]
How about... purple. Can you repeat that for me, Angel? If you want me to stop, say 'purple'.
P-purple. [He repeats as firmly as he can manage to show he's understood. He edges back with a whine, heels digging in to push himself up the bed and escape those eager touches for just moment, that's all he needs.] Sta- aa- wait- just wait- [He pleads but he doesn't use his safeword.]
Good boy~. [ He hums, fingers manipulating the appendages and refusing to allow Angel to escape them. Shadowy claws dug into the spider's slender hips to keep him on its tongue as it sought out the bundle of nerves inside the other. ] If that is a true request to stop, you will use the safe word, my love. Else do behave yourself or I will have to restrain you.
Nnnn- [Angel grumbles and huffs but he presses his lips together and tries to keep still. He can't help the involuntary jerks, breath catching as the Shadow hits it's mark. a hand jumping to his mouth to keep the whole of the hotel from coming to see who was murdering him.]
[ He grins wide as Angel behaves and stops trying to escape the tentacles teasing and sucking at his most sensitive areas. When the shadow feels that it's found Angel's prostate, he purrs affectionately and massages his ballsack while the tentacle sucking his cock completely engulfs the striped length. ]
Here, my love. Perhaps this will keep that lovely mouth of yours busy. [ His other hand moved, a third tentacle emerging from beneath the Sinner's pillows to slide itself against Angel Dust's lips. Seeking entrance to the warm, wet cavern. ]
[He's gonna be fully cock drunk soon and there ain't even any cocks in him. Angel's mouth is grateful for the distraction, eagerly swallowing the tentacle down, though with it lacking a body, and Angel supposedly lacking a gag reflex, he needs to stop himself from finding new limits.
He squirms and bucks and when he's sure he can't last another second his eyes seek out Alastor, silently begging permission.
[ Ah, he really did love watching sexual partners getting their gratification. Angel in particular was giving a very good show for Alastor. Even if his cock was only half hard in his pants, it was still more than what most have been able to get out of him.
When those mismatched eyes gaze over at him pleadingly, he holds that gaze for a few long moments before finally giving a nod. ]
[That moment feels like an eternity, and Angel's breath hitches and hiccups as he's granted permission, coming with an almost pained sob of relief, thankfully muffled by that shadowy tentacle he was choking on.]
Good~. Such a good boy~. [ Alastor purrs as he watches the other Sinner stiffen and writhe in his pleasure. The tentacle surrounding Angel's cock drinks down every drop of semen, only popping free once the Sinner began to soften in its grasp.
It was a beautiful sight, really. One Alastor hated to spoil, but alas.... ]
Come here, Angel. I believe you have earned yourself a reward. [ With a gesture of his claws, the tentacles retracted, disappearing into the darkness as the shadow slipped its tongue free of his hole. In the chair, Alastor uncrossed his legs, spreading his knees wide to reveal the hard mound that had formed in his pants.
Angel had managed to get him hard without touching him once thusfar. ]
[Oh- he drinks in that praise so happily, utterly wrung out. He suddenly finds a hidden reserve of energy at beckoning finger. He had done that? Angel beams and slides from his bed to the floor, crawling across the small distance and nuzzling his cheek against Alastor's inner thigh, but eyes trained right up at the other demon's face.]
[ Angel continued finding more, new, exciting ways to show off just how beautiful he was to Alastor. The way he slides from the bed to crawl across the floor has his cock twitching eagerly. Claws stroke through pale, sweat-dampened hair as the Sinner nuzzles against the rock hard shaft in his pants, drawing a low hum from the Radio Demon as he uses his other hand to draw that lovely face closer in with the point of a claw under his chin. Bringing him right to the zipper of his trousers. ]
All for you, and only you, love. But you may only use your mouth to touch it, understand?
[His teeth close carefully to hook that zipper and pull it down with practiced movements, arms folding behind his back to prevent himself from trying to his his hands. The button requires a bit more work and coordination, but Angel is very determined to get to his promised threat, all while being careful with his teeth. Once he's finally freed him, Angel takes a sort beat to admire his prize, giving the length of it a long lick before indulging himself with special attention to the crown.]
[ He gives a sigh as he watches that mouth open his pants, a tiny, amused glint in his eye when Angel seems to struggle with the button. Eventually, the spider is able to open his pants completely, allowing his cock to fall free of his trousers, hard and thick and aching for the skilled lips before him. ]
Worth the effort, I hope. [ He chuckles, fingers pushing back Angel's hair so he could watch the other licking him. Already, the blunt head is beginning to bead with precum, showing just how turned on the Radio Demon was by simply watching his lover be pleasured by the shadows under his control. ] Do you see what you do to me, my love? This is all because of you.
Mmmmmmm~ [Angel sighs his appreciation and admiration against lovely flesh, not wanting to pull away long enough to give a proper answer. The look on his face you'd think he was indulging in some fine and rich dessert, tongue swiping to gather up that precum and savor it.]
Mine~ [He manages to pant, eyes fixing on Alastor's and rocking forwards to taste more of him, testing the grip of those fingers in his hair.]
[ His grip is firm but gentle, giving Angel just enough leeway to move as he liked along his cock with that sinful mouth of his, but still directing him to where Alastor wanted to keep him. When the spider tries to taste more of him, the Radio Demon's claws grip just a little harder, stopping him just shy of swallowing him. ]
What is the magic word, my love? [ He chastises gently with a finger stroking under his chin. His cock ached to be inside his lover's mouth, but he had the proper order of things to follow first. ]
[ There's a soft chuckle that bubbles in his throat as Angel plays at fighting against his grip. ]
Such a good boy for me. You may continue. [ He hums softly, fingers releasing the other's pretty face so he can have what he craved so dearly. The hand in Angel's hair guides him down on his cock until its completely sheathed inside that hot mouth, holding the Sinner there for a few lingering moments before letting him come back up for air. ]
[Despite how eager he is there's still time for a swell of pride as that praise, a grateful look in those pretty eyes as he pushes down to swallow him. A less experienced sinner might panic to be held in place, but Angel hardly seems to want to come off even when he's allowed the breather. It does at least allow him a moment to pant a jumble of praise right back to Al.]
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[There's a lot sinners' bodies can accomplish sex wise that a human never could, and Angel thought he'd pretty much run the gamut of new sensations. This is new though. Closest he can conjure in his mind is Val's tongue, but the Shadow feels wholly different. Angel's grip on his legs is bruising, an upper hand trying to hold back his noises before he remembers he's supposed to be putting on a show here and pushes it back to grip his hair instead.]
Y-you're really just g-aa-gonna sit there and- hh- and watch?
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[ The being of solid shadow hums and chitters in agreement as its tongue wriggles deep. Exploring every inch that it can as it thrusts the appendage. The show Angel was putting on was most certainly an erotic one, but Alastor wanted to take things further. See just how much it would take to overstimulate the Sinner. ]
For now, yes. I intend to see just how much it takes to break you tonight. This way I know how rough I can be the next time I take you during my rut.
[ Claws flick from his lap, tendrils of darkness emerging from a space just under Angel's pillows to form a pair of tentacles. One curls itself around the spider's chest, fondling the soft fur as the tip seeks out a nipple to flick and tease. Meanwhile, the other curls itself around the base of Angel's cock before the end forms itself into a sucking mouth to engulf the swollen appendage. ]
Do we need a safe word, my dear?
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[He sighs and squirms, biting on his lower lip at that promise of what's to come.]
It takes a l-aah-hh-lot.
[That would've sounded more convincing without the studder, but those tentacles take him by surprise, an assault on his senses as each gets to work. He catches at the tendrils like he means to push them away, squirming but quickly nodding. His body might protest but he wants this.]
Please- yy- you pick it. fuck
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[ Fingers twirl and play in the air, a slight, green aura surrounding them as he manipulates the tentacles playing with Angel's squirming body on the bed. The shadow practically moans as it continues to fuck Angel with its tongue, dark eyes watching as the tentacle around the Sinner's cock slurps and sucks with just as much eagerness as the shadow. ]
How about... purple. Can you repeat that for me, Angel? If you want me to stop, say 'purple'.
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Fuck Al-
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Here, my love. Perhaps this will keep that lovely mouth of yours busy. [ His other hand moved, a third tentacle emerging from beneath the Sinner's pillows to slide itself against Angel Dust's lips. Seeking entrance to the warm, wet cavern. ]
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He squirms and bucks and when he's sure he can't last another second his eyes seek out Alastor, silently begging permission.
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When those mismatched eyes gaze over at him pleadingly, he holds that gaze for a few long moments before finally giving a nod. ]
You may cum now, my love.
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It was a beautiful sight, really. One Alastor hated to spoil, but alas.... ]
Come here, Angel. I believe you have earned yourself a reward. [ With a gesture of his claws, the tentacles retracted, disappearing into the darkness as the shadow slipped its tongue free of his hole. In the chair, Alastor uncrossed his legs, spreading his knees wide to reveal the hard mound that had formed in his pants.
Angel had managed to get him hard without touching him once thusfar. ]
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Is it all for me?~
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All for you, and only you, love. But you may only use your mouth to touch it, understand?
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[His teeth close carefully to hook that zipper and pull it down with practiced movements, arms folding behind his back to prevent himself from trying to his his hands. The button requires a bit more work and coordination, but Angel is very determined to get to his promised threat, all while being careful with his teeth. Once he's finally freed him, Angel takes a sort beat to admire his prize, giving the length of it a long lick before indulging himself with special attention to the crown.]
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Worth the effort, I hope. [ He chuckles, fingers pushing back Angel's hair so he could watch the other licking him. Already, the blunt head is beginning to bead with precum, showing just how turned on the Radio Demon was by simply watching his lover be pleasured by the shadows under his control. ] Do you see what you do to me, my love? This is all because of you.
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Mine~ [He manages to pant, eyes fixing on Alastor's and rocking forwards to taste more of him, testing the grip of those fingers in his hair.]
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What is the magic word, my love? [ He chastises gently with a finger stroking under his chin. His cock ached to be inside his lover's mouth, but he had the proper order of things to follow first. ]
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Please- please, Alastor, I want more, lemme have more. [He begs between hungry mouthing and licks, worshiping at the altar of that pretty cock.
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Such a good boy for me. You may continue. [ He hums softly, fingers releasing the other's pretty face so he can have what he craved so dearly. The hand in Angel's hair guides him down on his cock until its completely sheathed inside that hot mouth, holding the Sinner there for a few lingering moments before letting him come back up for air. ]
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Good-hhh- good to me. So good to me, Al. Fuck.