Breeding trap

Demon x fem!human || body modifications, breeding, reverse-knot (?), cum inflation, tail play, anal play, overstimulation, oral sex

A/N: Credits to @YesDanger for being an enabler to my stupid ideas.

Dating a demon with a human kink is possibly the best thing you’ve ever done. You thought back to the day you two met in Hell’s bar and smile to yourself. You were the one who approached the purple skinned demon who wouldn’t stop staring at you. When you approached him and he started to stutter, you found him so cute you asked for his smoke signal. He complied, and you started chatting.

And well, maybe about twenty minutes later you were pressed against the side of the building being fucked roughly by a very hot, very cute demon you just met.

It was wonderful from then on. You met at least once a day, his important demon business never being too important if it meant seeing you. You felt valued and prioritized for the first time ever, and well… The sex was phenomenal. You had never been with a monster before, and knowing he couldn’t leave you pregnant made your inner breeding kink rise to the surface. You demanded him to fill you with come every chance you got. And he complied more than happily about it.

One great day he fucked you against the hood of your car in the front of your house. It was still dark outside and you thought nobody saw… But your weird neighbor was extra weird after that night. He filled you so much you had to press your thighs together on your way back inside because you didn’t want to drip down your polished floors. He laughed all the way, tailing behind you and smacking your ass to make you squirm. You ended up face down on the floor as he rutted another load into you.

Another (fantastic) day he kept humping your ass until you pulled your dress up and panties down and he fucked into you until he came three times and you were a blabbering mess over the kitchen table, pussy filled and brain fuzzy. He made you lunch and cleaned you with his forked tongue, just to do it all over again.

Sometimes you enjoyed some more risky stuff, like him fucking you in the bathroom stall of the mall and then making you walk out with his cum dripping down your legs and your panties in his pocket. He laughed all the way to the cinema and finger fucked you in the back as you bit down on his hand to muffle your sounds. He fed you his come out of your pussy as you enjoyed the utter filthiness of it all. He loved when you were open and dripping with his cum, so wet with your combined essences he could slide right in. And he did, as soon as you were out of the movie, you didn’t even remember what movie it was, he was pushing you on the backseat of your car and fucking you full again.

So… Yeah. Everything was great. Everything was going as planed and you were living all your breeding fantasies with the hottest and most caring demon you’ve ever met. You were infatuated with him, completely in love with his stupid face and horns and tail…

Until one day things didn’t turn up as planned.

You were being pounded restlessly against the mattress, ass up face down, when your demon boyfriend stopped moving completely, leaving you at the edge of another orgasm. You looked at him over your shoulder with the ugliest look you could muster being full of cock and all sweaty for the exhausting activities.

“Why are you not moving?” You tried not to sound too mean, but you sounded hella mean. You couldn’t avoid sounding angry when you were about to cum, and he stopped. Who even does that? Neither of you were into edging, way too eager to be fucked, filled and orgasm all the time.

“I can’t,” his broken moan made you all kinds of fuzzy. “Your pussy won’t let me,” at that you paused, your brain reconnecting with what was happening, confused all of sudden.

“What?” You asked, trying to push him off but being unable to. What the fuck is happening?

“Your pussy is gripping my dick, I can’t move. Oh, Devil,” his groan made you squirm under him, trying to move your hips but realizing that he was right, you couldn’t move. There was something inside of you grabbing onto his hardness and not allowing neither of you to move.

You felt the first shoot of his cum inside of you, making you pant and moan as he filled you again. “Are you coming?” You asked, a bit hurt that he was coming and you were left at the edge of an orgasm.

“Ye- yes. Oh, Devil. Oh, fuck.” He kept cursing and coming inside of you, his dick twitching inside as you felt another shot of his cum filling you. “Whatever there’s inside of you is milking me. Oh, fuck.”

You could feel your pussy twitching around him, and the undulating sensation accompanied with his hot cum inside of you was making you so wet you could feel your juices running down your thighs. As if he could read your thoughts, your demon boyfriend reached around your body with his tail, flicking it over your needy clit and making you cry out. Your “ah ah ah” joined his multiple curses and grunts as he kept being milked.

His constant cumming and his tail playing with you were making you ascend into what felt like another dimension, your brain off-line as you came. And then came again. But your orgasms were accompanied by more of his semen inside of you, so much of it you really thought he was being milked, your womb feeling like it was going to overflow and your lower abdomen starting to form a tiny bump.

“I don’t think I can take more,” you whimper, feeling so full you felt like bursting. You could feel some cum dripping down around his still buried length, making filthy gushing sounds as he took some of it and used to play with your sensitive clit.

You whimpered again, but he just chuckled. “You did this to us, you need to take it.”

You looked at him over your shoulder, trying to frown, but opening your mouth in a silent moan as he thumbed your asshole, making you see stars. “I did this to us?” You tried to slap his arm but the movement caused you to clench down and both of you moaned. “You did this! Your magic demon semen made me have a breeding trap in my vagina!” You tried to be offended by it, at least sound offended, but his wandering hands and tail were driving you to another orgasm.

“How I was supposed to know that would happen?” He asked, more to the air than to yourself specifically, his voice sounding far away. “There were legends, stories about mates developing milking structures to improve breeding, but I thought it was a lie. And you are the first human I fuck!” His exclamation surprised you.

“I am?” You thought he had fucked tons of humans before you.

He groaned as another load filled your overflowing pussy and your breeding trap clenched around him once again. “Yes! I told you that,” he said after he came back from the high, still panting.

“No, you told me you were fulfilling your human kink.” He said that when they first fucked, back in the bar. You told him about your breeding kink in return, and it was like a match made in heaven.

He pushed the tip of his tail against your asshole, the tip slipping inside and making you groan. “You are my first human,” he whispered against your ear as he teased your back hole.

“And your last,” the edge of danger in your voice made him shiver noticeably, and the movement made you clench around him again, enticing a new wave of pleasure in both of you and a new shoot of hot release inside you.

“Devil, I love when you are possessive.” He kissed your neck as his clawed hand reached down and touched your clit once again, his tail fucking your asshole, making you cry out, oversensitive. It was so good, too good.

What felt like a never-ending party of orgasms lasted for an hour, his cum making your abdomen bloat and his tail and hands made you come over and over until you were a crying mess on the bed and he was crying with oversensitivity over you. It was a bit too much for both of you, but when he could finally pull out and he turned you around, red faced and tear stained… He smiled mischievously and pressed down on your cum-bump, making a gush of come spilling out of your abused pussy as he launched himself to lick it clean.

He made you come so hard against his forked tongue, your hands grabbing onto his horns, that you passed out, exhausted.