i love one (1) dumbass

You gasp as Satan’s fingers slide into you. “I have to go,” you remind him. “I told you I have- fuck. I have plans.”

Satan presses a kiss against the inside of your knee. “Sorry, love. I don’t recall.”

“I’m supposed to meet-”

“If you say one of my brothers’ names while I’m pleasuring you,” Satan warns, “the house won’t survive the aftermath.”

“You’re ridiculous,” you laugh, breathless. Satan’s fingers twist and he gazes, appreciatively as your back arches off the mattress. “I’ll come right back.”

“It’s been centuries since I’ve felt like this,” Satan sighs, watching you writhe against his hand. “I’m not letting you go that easily.”

“So dramatic,” you say. “I’m only going to watch a movie.” Satan hums, curls his fingers, and fucking smirks when you moan. “You’re really not going to let me go?”

“You’re free to tell me to stop, and to leave.” Satan lowers his head between your thighs and drags his tongue against you. “If you want to.”

You twist your fingers in his hair. “That isn’t fair.”

Satan’s eyes flick up to meet yours. “I’m afraid I don’t care.” He holds eye contact as he works you with his tongue and his fingers. It only breaks when your eyes squeeze closed as you come.

Satan rises up on his knees, licking his fingers clean. “You taste incredible,” he murmurs, unbuttoning his pants.

He’s grinding his cock against your entrance when your DDD rings.

“Who is it?” he asks.

You look at the screen. “I can’t say or you’ll tear the house down.”

“Cheeky,” Satan laughs. He presses the tip of his cock more firmly against your opening. “Are you going, then?”

He really doesn’t play fair.