(18+, mutuals only) naughty imps get spanked

"You could hurt someone with this thing, you know." Charlie remarked dryly before angling her head and extending her tongue towards him The flat of her tongue pressed against the underside of Moxxie's dick, easing the head past her black lips as the princess got to work, her head bobbing gently as her hand stroked the remainder.

It would be a lie to say he had never wondered about it before. Charlie was a beautiful demon. But he tried never to dwell on the thought. He mostly wanted to please her, to make her happy and to have her approval, so lewd thoughts were something he would feel guilty for if he did not have her requited feelings on. He would not have ever thought Charlie would want to engulf him like this. But it seemed to be satisfying her and he knew the signals of a lover urging him forward, so he gave a tentative push forward, offering more of his length and girth.

"It's all yours, Charlie..." he reassured her, tail swishing happily. "As much as you want. You can have all of it. Every inch."

"Moxxie, do me a favor and stop overthinking it." Charlie gently reprimanded him, hooking a finger into the waistband of his underwear and slowly tugging it down to reveal her waiting prize. Her eyes flashed with evident lust, her cheeks pink with clear arousal. "I want to see your thick imp cock right in front of my face first."

It was incredibly long though, though. And a good girth, too. Especially for an imp his size. Some didn't bother to go near it orally. At least not for deep-throating so he wasn't about to ask for the works. Instead he asked.

"Does that mean you want to be face-fucked, Charlie?" he asked, doing as she requested. Less over-thinking. He trusted she'd tell him if she didn't like something. "By the way, I think we should have a safe-word, just in case? Mine is... zucchini."

"Oh..." Moxxie blushed, trying to keep his tail from twisting into too obvious of a heart loop. He didn't want to be too much of a sap. But it seemed that was what Blitz was going for here, right? "I...right. Right, if that's what helps. Wouldn't be opposed to giving some now, really... If you wanted them, that is?" He cleared his throat. But kept his attention on readjusting and massaging his boss.

Her teasing tone had no real edge to it, her fingers curling gently around his waist as her eyes watched with keen interest as he slowly undressed himself before her. Charlie's cheels were tinged a bright pink, visible even in the relative low light of the room. While her upper half was nude, an imp straddling her lap made it difficult to slip out of her bottoms as well. She instead elected to watch the thoroughly desirable imp before her, her hair splayed out like a misshapen halo on her pillows.

"Would you like me to help you out of the rest of your outfit?" he asked. He caught himself before he addressed her by her title again "Charlie?" She had indicated she'd prefer that right now so that was what he would go with. "Also, uh...can I talk dirty to you? Do you like that?" he asked, just to be sure. He moved in a little, his hands gently resting on her waste line where her bottoms started.

Blitz absolutely wanted Moxxie to dominate him at this point. He hadn't expected to be so excited by the idea of Moxxie being in control, but he found it oddly both comforting and enticing. That being said, he had no idea if Moxxie wanted to go that far with things, or just wanted to keep things playful like this.

"Seems like you're really rising to the occasion," Moxxie coaxed, finally allowing one of his hands to ghost along Blitz's bulge. He let the other stroke his inner thigh. As he positioned himself in front of him, he looked up at him, ears pinned back. "So, um... have you have imagined anything like this? With me?"

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"That's not distracting."

But he kept massaging and helping him adjust. "Hmm, that's it. Just let the tension drain from your shoulders. Imagine...hmm, going on holiday..." he tried to think like Blitz would. "just you. Millie and me. Maybe no baby yet. Baby's still in Millie's belly. But she's super comfy. And we're at the cabin you rented for us. And we're just relaxing together."

By now he had been able to apply the soothing lotion to Blitz's back help with the aches and pain. "Maybe you could get me back for the 'fisting' then. With a nice, long, thorough..."

"Is that a promise?" She practically purred, trailing a finger down his cheek and making her way southwards until it rested against his hidden bulge. She rubbed her palm against the underside of his groin, teasing him with a patient expression on her face. A gently squeeze against his crotch before she withdrew her hand, hooking a finger into the button of his pants and tugging it open in one clean motion.

"Yes, Your Highness..." he reached down and unbuttoned. But as for the rest he took his time. If it was meant to give her pleasure, then there was no need to rush any of it. He pulled his way out of his dress pants, revealing the white, striped fur beneath. The streak of bashfulness still played at the back of his mind as he exposed himself before his mistress. But he would go forth boldly if he was beckoned like this, he knew he had skill where it counted. He worked on his suit next, letting Charlie watch as he undressed. "Is there anything else you'd like to see, Your Highness?" his voice came out a little huskier than usual.

"Don't be so formal, Moxxie. Right now, you're not an attendant or companion. You're a male with what appears to be... keen interest in the woman laying before you." Her hand playfully reached out and settled on his crotch, giving a gentle squeeze as she spoke, applying steady pressure in a slow circle. "How about instead of treating me like a princess tonight..."

Her free hand tugged her shirt open, letting her modest breasts spill free while her other hand took hold of his waist and tugged him into her cleavage, the bed creaking gently from the bounce. Cradling his head against her chest, Charlie continued.

"Oh- ehh, well, I guess I could, um--"

And then she was suddenly undressing.

Okay, that was-- "Those are nice, princess! Do you want me to, well--"

And he was in her cleavage! His tail shot up high, swishing back and forth. A muffled, "yes, ma'me," before his forked tongue slipped out to start licking and caressing at the supple, ivory skin Charlie offered for him to worship. The claws that had fallen awkwardly at his sides smoothly slunk to Charlie's shoulders to massage at her neck for and shoulder muscles, doing as he promised, helping her relax. He licked and sucked at her tits lovingly, reaching the nips slowly, kissing once he got there, circling with his tongue.

"You can..." he told her, since he knew Charlie would never overstep "touch me anywhere too... whatever you enjoy, Your Highness but..." as he began nibbling, very gently. Imps had sharp fangs after all. "I'm...uh. I'm really big. And long..." he looked up at her as he warned her. "I've a sheath."