#ruby 2.0 smut

It was wrong so bloody wrong but did it feel so god damn right.

You were in your night gown, barefooted and getting ready for bed then the door bell was ringing, when you swung the door open there she stood, only in a trench coat and black heels. She wasted no time pushing you inside and shutting the door.

Ruby shed her coat and tossed it to the floor, leaving her in a black thong and her heels. You squealed as she spread your legs wide and her thighs enclosing around one of yours. No words were spoken other than each others names. Moans and groans fell from your lips as Ruby attached her plump red painted lips to your neck, licking and sucking at your pulse point.

Your fingers settled on her head, caressing the softness of her dark, long locks as the other hand wrapped around her back, pushing her closer into you.

Ruby’s hand moved from the side of your neck to the apex of your thighs. When you moaned in discontent, Ruby chuckled and bit harshly at your skin.

The demon licked over the broken skin, gasping as she tasted your blood on her tongue. Her manicured fingers tracing the outside of your folds before she rolled her hips against your thigh and abruptly shoved her forefinger and middle finger inside your pussy, pumping them in and out of you at a blitzkreig pace. It felt as if her hand was vibrating, for all you could have known it could have been; being a demon means she has powers and having a vibrating hand would have been a cool asset.

‘You gonna come all over my fingers, Y/N? Gonna be a nasty little girl for a demon like me?’