#demonsofsin

"Mac! Over here. Happy Valentines Day! I wanted to make sure you got some love today!"

"That's a damn shame," the demigod son of Chaac said with a chuckle. He had often been told to be cautious around demons, and to especially be on guard around the presence of the High King himself. Although his friend Axel, the Greater Demon son of Lilith and king in his own part of Hell, told him so long as he knew how to charm the High King, and to show no offense toward him, he'd probably be okay. He licked his lips and moved closer too. "Forgive me, Your Highness...but I feel I'd insult you should I choose one part, when all of you is simply the epitome of perfection." His father was an asshole, but his mother didn't raise no fool.

the mechanic had frequented the gas station quite a lot because of his line of business. this time though, he looted around even after the tank was fully loaded up. he rubbed jackson's perky ass over their skirt before he lifted his hand up. "you want that fat tip, don't you?" he snickered to himself, knowing that the statement could have been two folded. he brought the hand down on a harsh spank, running his hand over jackson's rimmed hole and cunt. "didn't know that gas attendants dressed so slutty nowadays."

Victor was a regular patron at the bar that Ollie worked at, but this time their connection went far beyond the club. He was working on some plumbing issues on the younger man's home and then he saw the regular from the bar. Some flirting here and there, they ended up going out back and having some fun. "Why haven't you approached me before? If you would've given me a dance, I'm sure we would've done this much earlier." He smirked into the kiss as he moved his hands back, going over the curve of the creature's ass. He gave it a firm squeeze before moving his pants even further down.

Mal had come to this specific club because his coworkers wanted to blow their money at a strip club, but also wanted to be inclusive. So they went to one that that had both men and women there. Mal hadn't been expecting to be intrigued with anyone there, but suddenly there was an energy that arrived. Completely different, except for one thing. Out of nowhere the announcer introduced Kai to the stage, and Mal immediately booked him for a private session. All the coworkers cheered and jeered at seeing Mal go off with anyone, as they mostly came to try and get him relaxed. They were curious though to see Kai be selected, wondering what would happen with such two beefy men. He waited inside the room with his drink and smoke, noticing that it had a nature vibe with actual stones as part of the decoration. Mal connected to every thing, just in case that power was the same as his.

Uruk's hands held firm and tight against Sethan's hips, pushing his cock inside of the other with a grunt. "I shall speak a language you will understand-" A thrust, these typically weren't his methods, but... well, he'd been thinking of Sethan for a while ever since he joined. "You do not touch our totems- our altars-" Another thrust, a frown held true on his brow but it was as though his hips betrayed him. As well as his sounds, the other was so tight around him, almost welcoming even. He wanted more, to keep the other wrapped around his cock as much as possible.

Maybe he'd been too busy... maybe he was letting his mind wonder too much. He shouldn't enjoy this as much as he does, the stirring in his pants say something shameless. But he kept a stern figure, his hand lingered upon Del's ass, as though he was admiring, only to spank him again.