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The clock ticked slower each moment I glanced up at it. I groaned, spinning in my chair hoping for the minutes to pass faster. I kicked my leg up on the corner desk I was placed at. I focused back at the clock to see it still stuck at the same number I looked back at it. I groaned louder, tossing my head back
My eyes felt dry despite the blood rushing to the whiplash I gave myself. Despite everything being upside down I stared at the red haired boy. I set my head back in position, getting a better look at him. Some strands were out of place, he was sweating in his tank top. He lifted the dark tinted face shield, letting more strands out of place. During my 3 hour wait for him I was unable to see his face until now. The dark circles under his eyes and slight pink corner of his eyes from the lost hours of sleep were now nautical. I have spent hours waiting for him to get his work done so we could hang out again. This has gone long enough. Even during my wait he hasn’t spoken to me but a simple hello and where I can sit during my “stay”.
I frowned, spinning my chair once more. I had enough of waiting. I keep getting put down when I try to speak to him. I stopped the chair from spinning by kicking my leg up on the desk again. I gasped as it slightly wobbled, careful to not make myself fall back. There was a small spark in my head that led to me kicking and softly pushing the desk. It squeaked over and over even if it was a soft push. I grinned, turning to the redhead who was holding his head in his hands. I smirked, pushing myself back with the chair, closer to the red head.
I knew he’d be annoyed I was getting close to his work area but the idea flooded my head. “Refrain from getting any closer. You’ll drop or break something.” He said, leaning back in his chair, holding a rag in his hand to wipe off any sweat on my neck or chest. I smirked. “I won’t! When have I ever wrecked something in your humble abode?” I said as I bumped my chair right next to his, leaning my head on his shoulder. He glanced down at me, shrugging to get off him but instead I moved closer. “You crashed into my door just a few hours ago…” He groaned which I whined at. “Red Son, you said we’d get to hang out.” I kicked my legs. ‘I am occupied. Head back home.” He got up from his chair, reaching for a vial in his table. He groaned at it before throwing on the sink, breaking it and letting the glass fall down the drain. I smirked, getting up from my chair, slowly approaching him.
He stared down at his torso which my arms held him in place. He whipped his head to the side, his face brushing against mine. I smiled, kissing his now soft pink cheeks. “Come on. Just take a short break.” I hummed into his pointed ears. He rolled his eyes, adjusting his glasses. “I have lots of work to do. I’ll contact you once I’m free.” He lied. I glared at the red head before resting my lips on his exposed shoulder. I didn’t get an immediate reaction until I slid his shoulder strap off. “Not here.” He whispered. That was all that was needed for his attention. “I only want to help you relax. Let me do that at least.” I kissed his shoulder again, closer to his neck. I watched his hands let go of the papers, softly digging his fingers into the desk. “MK-” I nipped at his neck, careful to tease him to the bare minimum of pleasure. He grabbed one of my arms, making a failed attempt to release him. “Not here.” He moaned before choking on his words once I sucked on his skin. My hands rose up his shirt, careful to not let him slip through my arms. He squirmed at the touch of his right breast being softly squeezed as I lightly pulled on the rosy bud. “I think that’s enough to destress.” He said. “Then why do you feel so tense?” I whispered, my lips brushing to his ears and cheek. “Just relax.” I kissed his skin again, sliding my hand to the front of his pants. He bucked his hips away from my hand, his ass pressed against my growing erection. Caged in my arms and my body I grabbed his belt, undoing it with ease. I shoved his pants down to his thighs, revealing his soft bottom against my tent. I watched his dick spring up and hit his lower stomach with a sigh of relief. “So much for being distressed.” I chuckled. “I don’t see how this will get me relaxed. I’ll just be too weak to work afterwards.” Red Son frowned, his eyes watching my hand massage his sack. He bit down on his lower lip, his hand over my own. “Care to guide me?” I kissed behind his ear, feeling the pointed ear flick against my nose. ”Shut up, Noodle Boy…” He wrapped my hand around his dick, giving slow feather-like touches and strokes. His broken moans tuned into my ears, hearing him go weak in my arms. Just having him pressed against my clothed body isn’t enough. I kissed his Adam apple.
I slipped his shirt off his chest, watching his chest rise and fall in each deep breath. I grazed my hand to his cheek, forcefully getting his pants off his legs which I kicked away from us. “Let me go. At least let me take my shoes off.” He groaned. “Nope. You’ll feel more naked with shoes on.” I grinned, carrying him with ease. “You don’t make any sense, Monkey Boy.” He said as I set him on his desk.
I brushed my lips against his, fully pressed against his body on the table. “Indecent. This has to be the worst place to think of having sex.” He whined, pulling away from the kiss. “You just haven’t been fucked properly.” I grinned, giving a quick peck on his lips.i smiled at his small pants and whined as I continued with his handjob. He glanced up to me through his dark red lashes. His blush seemed to spread as his ears were dust with pink. I gulped some spit back, staring at his ethereal body beneath me. Sweating, breathing heavily almost close to cumming. I bit the inside of my lower lip, feeling his hands grab my belt, pulling me closer. I gasped as his arms snaked up to my shoulders, his shoes digging into the back of my knee. He gave a short cackle as my knees buckled which resulted in me falling into his arms. “And I suppose a mortal such as yourself can?” He smirked, flashing his fangs at me.
A flood of heat went through my back and chest, my vision going pink and hazy. I pulled away from the demon who smirked. “Guess no-” I slipped off my jacket, practically tearing my T-shirt off and over my head, falling to the ground. I stared back down at his body and back to mine. I wasn’t fit or had abs that stood out like his. Not even similar to having somewhat broad shoulders like him. Yet this didn’t tear me down from wanting to see this demon cry in the best ways.
Our lips met again only this time I slipped my tongue past his lips. He groaned, trying to push me off yet it was ineffective. He gasped for air almost drunk off the kiss with how he struggled to keep himself up with his elbows. My fingers dug into his soft thighs, squeezing them before another idea lit up in my head. I grinned and on my knees I pressed my lips into his sack, kissing the base as I closed his thighs on me. “You-!” Red Son yelled, grabbing my hair. “Please! Can I stay like this for a while?! I wanna suffocate from your thighs.” I grinned, squishing my cheek against his dick. He shuddered as my breath hit his dick. I smirked, licking the side of his dick as I kept myself trapped between his thighs. He sighed, his nails softly scratching my scalp. I hummed as I slid his tip into my mouth. “Don’t blame me when I accidentally crush your head.” He spat at me. I took his head out my mouth, grinning with a strand of my spit connecting his blaring red tip and my wet lips. “You can do that?!” I was immediately shut up by Red Son shoving my head to take his dick again. I groaned and hummed to hold back from gagging. The sudden burst of tears escaped the corner of my eyes. I inhaled through my nose as I slowly took the rest of him inside my mouth. I wanted to look up at the redhead but I was busy shutting my eyes and praying I didn’t gag anymore. ‘Rude.’ I continued to bob my head up and down his shaft, my tongue circling his tip. I hummed back a whine, desperate to not gag around him. Maybe it is just my arousal but I practically needed to take him all. I hissed and cried when his burning hot fingers almost singed my scalp, warning me to not lift my head up and to cock warm him using my mouth.
He gave a lengthy sigh, patting my head. “Maybe you should do this more often when you come visit.” I glanced up at his eyes staring down at me. I could make out his sharp fangs peering out from his smirk even if the tears were blocking my vision. “You’d be put to use.” I felt his burning fingers grab the side of my face, pulling me off his dick. I let his head leave with a wet pop, looking at him as I continued to sit on my knees. My hands wandered onto his ankles, slipping off his work boots and seeing him fully nude before me.
My tears stuck to my cheeks, quickly drying just as fast as they were produced. I kissed his knees, lifting his legs up again. “No. MK, not on my de-!” He didn’t get to finish his sentence as I pushed him back on the flat surface he sat on. He groaned, his nails digging into my wrist. “Please. I swear I’ll make it worth it.” I whined, spreading his legs. I watched his eyes look down at my chest and between his legs. I knew he could feel me through my pants. I softly pressed my print against him, one hand behind his knee and the other between his legs. He bit down on his lips, holding back his soft moans. “Please. Please?” I whined, my face buried into the crook of his neck, fondling his sack before slipping down further to a certain wet and puckered hole. He sighed. “Hurry it up!” Red Son groaned, grabbing my wrist and shoving two fingers inside him already. I gasped at the sudden sucking feeling on my fingers. I was taken back by Red Son’s lewd moans, how his nails dig into my wrist to push my fingers deeper. I didn’t need to do much when he was doing most of the work, getting himself off from my hand. How sex deprived was he before I decided to come over?
I kissed his cheek while using the free hand to lower my pants. I stammered as my mind finally came to a realization I couldn’t find any lube. “Hey Red, do you have any lube?” I mumbled. He sighed. “Left side of the desk there’s a small bottle of it.” I fumbled with the handle before seeing it roll out from the several stacks of paper. “I thought you didn’t like sex on furniture.” I smirked, taking the bottle and popped open the cap with my nail. “I use it when you’re not around.” He muttered, shoving my fingers deeper in himself. “Awe! So you missed me? You could have called and I would have answered!” I whined. A part of me wished I could have seen Red Son toy with himself, rutting against the furniture thinking of the many ways I could use him.
I couldn’t complain now that I have him underneath me so easily. I smiled, slipping my fingers out of him. “Alright, well I don’t recommend being on your back on hard surfaces so-“ I grabbed his hips, pulling him closer before getting him on his wobbling legs. Even with just a few fingers he almost came undone… I almost want to see him fully unravel. He groaned, turning over onto his stomach, standing on his tiptoes to leverage his ass closer to me. I grinned at his soft hums once I slid back and forth against his wet prepped hole. He gave a small shudder once my hands gripped his ass, softly pushing the tip against him.
I shut my eyes, feeling myself slowly enter him. The tip was barely inside when there was a knock at the door accompanied with his father yelling for him. Red Son gasped and slowly rose up, his foot landing near mine. “Oh woah-!” I grabbed his waist to steady myself only to fall flat against his back. I would have been relieved I caught myself when I was blown away from the hot feeling around my dick. I groaned loudly, wrapping my arms against him. I could feel his breathing become uneven, his legs trembling. ‘Oh fuck-‘ I had forgotten the part to take it slow.
His hands gripped on the desk, his head hanging between his arms as he tried to compose himself to answer his father at the door. “Oh fuck..” I could hear him curse under his quivering cries. But that would take too long before Bull King would barge right in. “He’s not here, Mr. Bull King, sir?” I could feel sweat form when the banging stopped. “The brat isn’t inside in his lab.” We both could hear his voice ‘whisper’ to a woman. Was he even trying to keep his voice low?
I glanced down at Red Son the moment their voices disappeared. He sighed, resting his chest on the cold desk and pushed his hips back. I leaned down, kissing the space between his shoulder blades. “So sorry! I didn’t mean to push you so hard. I didn’t expect your dad to be here around this time.” I mumbled, paying little attention to how he rocked his hips back and forth against me. “Stop talking, idiot.” His voice was soft, barely any threats were in there. His hair swayed in each motion. He rested his forehead on the desk, his hands near his head. He couldn’t contain his moans very well of how often he bit down on one of his knuckles.
I nuzzled into his hair, my face close to his. With one arm around his waist and the other fondling his chest until I grabbed onto his shoulder. “I’d like to apologize in advance.” I kissed his cheek again, only this time it was almost similar to a ghost kiss. “You probably won’t be able to sit after this.” I giggled before slipping out of him but the tip. He gave a short lived snort, grabbing my wrist. Small red flames flickered between his claws. The flames licked and seeped through my wrist. My mind and vision went white before I started to move my hips, causing the red head to let go. I groaned, digging my thumbs into his hips. Like hell I’d let go of him just from a few degree burns.
He gave a few hiccups between gasps. I listened to his attempts to cover his mouth, hiding his cries before pushing back against me. “I thought you didn’t like having sex in public areas?” I grinned, still keeping the steady pace. Gliding my hands from his ass to the dips near his tail bone and softly pressing down on his waist. I was practically lost in his softly breaking voice, getting louder. One hand grabbed his shoulder blade. He sighed heavily from losing tension in his upper body from the massage I gave him.
I smirked, my hands immediately pressing his body flat into the desk. “Wha- Hu-“ He choked on his words as I slipped out his whole, shoving my dick back inside him. He tried to arch his back but was pinned down. I drowned out his words, only hearing his gasps and cried between drooling a cries each time I fucked his ass harder on his desk. The pencil clutter on his desk began to slowly slip and fall off his desk. A mug I didn’t pay attention to before had fallen over and spilled over the side of the desk. My mind was solely focused on the demon before me. How beautiful he cried when it was just the two of us. I glanced over at the burnt marks on my wrist he made on me earlier.
The perfect image of his grip on me. I softly chuckled at it. How adorable of an idea that he's still in control even when he’s crying for more. I pat his head, leading down to kiss his shoulder. “You’re louder than usual. You still haven’t answered me, hun.” He kissed his cheek. I watched how he smiled at the pet name, tears pricking his eyes with his hair disarranged. It feels amazing to see the prince fall so deep in lust. It feels great knowing I just with my voice he can already come undone. Although, actions speak more volume than words. I dug my hands into the root of his hair, giving it a soft but yearning tug. He hummed, chuckling.
My face went red, not expecting that reaction. For someone who seemed to be more commanding in bed I didn’t think of him as the guy to enjoy some pain. ‘In that case-‘
I brushed his hair out the way, nibbling on his neck. He groaned, “What the hell are you doing?” I blinked at his response, completely blank in the head. “I don’t want to hurt you so maybe I can just give you-“
“Sure, as if pulling my hair and shoving your dick in me suddenly didn’t hurt.” He rolled his eyes. “Did you want me to go softer?” I frowned. “Oh for fuck sake’s, MK! Can you just shut up and bite me?!” He glared at me, reaching his arm back and digging his hand into the back of my neck. I screamed if the burns he left on me before my teeth made immediate contact to his skin. I’m not sure how far down I sink into his beautiful untainted skin but from how he screamed, maybe I overdid it. He almost went silent before I went back into fucking into his ass ruthlessly. He could barely let a few sobs and gasps through before his grip on my hair back back.
I unplugged my teeth from the iron-like taste, sinking into his shoulder this time. “Tired after one bite? Please!” He laughed in a mocking tone. “I think we both know you can do a better performance than this.” He said.
I didn’t want to hurt him but I guess this is his form of consent? It’s worth a shot to find out. I lifted his hair, revealing the back of his neck. I pulled away from his grasp, smelling my hair burnt on his fingertips. He winced as I grabbed his arm and pinned him down. “I didn’t think you had it in you to fully restrain me.” He nervously smiled. It was now or never that I break his ass.
I kissed his neck repeatedly, almost too scared to hurt him. But if it's what he really needs to unwind then what could bring so much harm. Some ice and towels will work.
Once the bite was over it seemed as though the worst was over. I smiled, mindless of the odd sticky taste on my teeth and tongue. He gave soft coos as my hand rubbed his scalp, occasionally pulling on his hair. I swore I could feel goosebumps on his arm. A shudder in his shoulders. ”Oh God-” He gasped, his eyes now fully white with smoke leaving the corner of his lips. “Where’s my confident prince I love so much?” I stopped, grinding against him. “Already spent?” I kissed his shoulder, releasing his weak arm. He closed his thighs as much as he could, his legs trembling from the ruthless treatment I gave him.
I pulled out of him, hearing his soft complaints before I got on my knees. With one hand spreading his ass, letting my tongue lap over his used lubed hole. I glanced up to feel a hand on my hair, ruffling with it as he stood up on his shaky legs. He sighed, giving a laugh as he turned to me. I stayed on my knees, my hand still jacking me off as his erection leaked precum against my lips. I opened my lips, putting my tongue to work to please him. He grabbed the side of my face, stopping me from taking him fully in my mouth. “You’ve done enough, noodle boy.” He whispered. I felt his hips rock forward, slipping himself further down my throat. I winced and hummed. I groaned, feeling cum on my hand. “Well, at least I managed to get myself off. Most importantly is Red Son”
I was so used to sucking him and yet I can’t stop myself from almost gagging from taking him down any further. Despite how rough he wanted me on him, I can’t help but feel my face grow a new shade of red feeling how gentle he was going on me. He didn’t shove himself into my throat, face fuck me or burn me again. I sucked around his length, swirling my tongue the best I could in each thrust he made. I grabbed onto his hip, forcing myself to take him all. “Hey! Come on now, stop acting like a fool.” He tapped on my shoulder more aggressively the longer I stayed there. I hummed a small cry, my eyes shutting tight as I felt his foot brush against my dick.
“Really, you are such a people pleaser. If you insist on staying on your knees, who am I to complain?” His words purred as his sharp ears twitched the more I sucked him off. “You look amazing being submissive to me.” He smirked, I could see his fangs peer from his smile. Looking up at him from this angle I could take in the sight of each bite mark I made on him. The soft hickies and tiny nips I made on his collarbone. However my eyes were glued to the large bites near his jawline. I miss biting him. Something about this man really did change me, almost awakening something in me.
My eyes went wide as he shoved my head away. I felt his dick press on my lips. I felt squirts of cum hit my lip, some getting my cheek before the rest fell to my thighs and chest. My tongue managed to lick up as much cum from my lip and chin before I wiped the rest on my hands. I giggled, looking up at Red Son who ell to his knees. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. He let out a deep sigh, burying his face into my neck. “You’re welcome for relieving you, your highness.” I kissed his cheek.
He picked up his head, his right eye twitching with annoyance. “Me? Thank you! I can’t feel my ass you idiot. How am I going to work now? Let alone go looking for my father?!” He continued his whining. I pouted my lips. “So what I'm hearing is that we should continue this to the couch?” I poked my finger to his cheek, squishing it to his annoyance. He sighed, holding onto the side of the desk with his slightly quivering legs. “Don’t worry! I got ya, babe!” I smiled, instantly getting up to my feet and carried him in my arms. “All brawns, no brains. The whole time you have proven to me that.” He said, laying back with a small hiss from the pain on his lower back. I sat beside him, taking his hand in mine. “You seem satisfied. The look of your face each time is worth it. You weren’t complaining either.” I kissed the back of his hand. I snickered at his ears flickering with a small dust of blush on them. I should be getting him water and some ice but I wanted nothing more but to bask in the afterglow with him.
I grinned, groping his chest. I watched how the small amount of muscle with little amount of fat on his chest was amazing to hold onto. Before I didn’t find any attraction until I finally saw him bare. It was a complete new awakening. I would have never guessed what I was missing out on. I softly nibbled on it until I felt a soft smack on my head. “Will you stop that?!” He groaned. “No. Tits.” I mumbled, resting my cheek against it. “I don’t have any.” He replied, his fingers running through my messy hair. “Everything has boobs when you look hard enough.” He sighed, “The post nut clarity is making me rethink throwing you out.” He mumbled. “Wait no!” I frowned, shoving my face into his chest again. Only this time, I pinched his nipples. “Quit it!” He left out a soft moan. I gave him my puppy eyes which he rolled his eyes. “Fine.” He gave in. “Really? You’re the best boyfriend I could ever ask fo-” I shut up instantly as he shoved my face into his chest. Any words that came from me were a mix of pants and a shocked gasp.