#daemoniiisms

Josh was hanging out at home with his son, doing his best to be a good dad for Rosa but it was getting a little more complicated since he hadn’t been in the picture the last year or so, and he was hoping a weekend together would be just what they needed. Dressed in a simple tank top, tight around his muscled body, not shy about showing off his tits as he gave his kid a nod. “What are you up to tonight, kiddo?”

Maxime had been sharing glances with the male all night at the bar. He finally decided to make a move and approached the other. “I figure this can go three ways, you can tell me to fuck off, you can let me buy you a drink, or we can get out of here and do hopefully very dirty things.” He mused with s playful smirk on his lips.

Being friends with a demon was never exactly something Danny had planned for, but here he was. Honestly. he wasn’t even sure if he’d call them friends - more acquaintances who helped each other out. Either way though, it wasn’t really in the ordinary for the redhead. Of course, their relationship went even more past that out of the ordinary as he walked in on Rosario. He was spread across silk sheets, hard body and hard cock on full display. Danny found himself swallowing thickly, his own cock beginning to come to attention inside his pants. “What...” He started, shaking his head and pointedly not looking at Rosa. “Yeah, hey,” he said flatly. “What’s going on? It’s like a 100 degrees in here. Is that a demon thing? Every time you... have sex it gets hot or something?” Fuck it was hot. And double fuck, Rosa was hot.

Something had gone wrong with the ritual, something Jasper definitely hadn’t seen coming. He’d been up in the attic, attempting to summon a demon that had been terrorizing some of the mortals in the area. What he’d gotten was far worse, however. Suddenly a figure shimmered in front of him, the witch stepping back out of instinct. “You definitely aren’t the demon I was looking for.” The dark-haired demon standing before him was actually pretty attrative, probably as much as he was dangeous. He’d avoided putting crystals around the summoning circle, although that choice he was almost regretting now. 

Ronnie should know better than to play with fire, but he always dabbled in trouble and couldn’t help it when he saw Rosa and that damn smile that made him pretty much melt instantly, and he knew he needed that younger boy. And then there were two, and how was he ever supposed to say no? Deny these two boys a selection of holes to use? He invited them back to his home, offered them some beer, some weed, whatever they wanted as long as they stayed, and they knew what they wanted and were upfront about it to the point where Ronnie was on his hands and knees, wishing he didn’t find it so hot that they left their damn baseball hats on, as they fed him a cock on each end and he just moaned in desire, want, like a cheap whore.