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Ariadne yelped as the man pinned her to the wall. Sweat rivulets covered their foreheads, their breaths coming out in pants after having danced for the better part of the night. Her arms wound around him, fingers playing with the smaller hair that were present at the nape of his neck as he buried his head into the crook of her neck, breathing deeply to catch a whiff of the orange blossom and vanilla scent that always lingered on her.
“ Solomon~ Did I thank you for coming out to The Fall with me tonight?” She asked, a coquettish lilt evident in her melodious voice. “Do you want to?~” He shot back just as flirtatiously, his hands running up and down her sides in the most delightful manner. She shivered, silently cursing him for knowing just how to get her going. “But of course, darling! It would be SO rude of me to not thank you properly!” She exclaimed playfully.
Her response made him smirk, his gorgeous eyes hooded with obvious desire. “Well… I can think of ways in which you can thank me…” He trailed off, licking a stripe up her neck before littering it with bites and hickeys, making her whimper. “Solomon…” She breathed out, making him groan before he lifted her up, his hands on her ass as her legs wrapped around his waist. He then carried her off to one of the back rooms, all the while kissing her as if his life depended on it.
Just as the couple was about to enter a room, they were interrupted by a very familiar voice. “My, oh my~ Look who we have here…” He commented.
“Asmo.” Both Solomon and Ariadne said simultaneously just as the Avatar of Lust emerged from the shadows, grinning. “My two most favourite pact masters together? Must be my lucky day. However, I’m hurt that neither of you thought about inviting me to the party.” The demon said, pouting as the humans sighed and looked at each other. It was enough for them to communicate with each other though. Poor Asmodeus was in it for ruining their evening.
“Hmm… since you’re already here, why not join us now , Asmo dear?” The blonde beauty suggested in a sweet voice. “You are such a darling, Ari-chan! I’d love to!” He exclaimed in an exaggerated manner before skipping inside the room. Meanwhile, the sorcerer looked at the woman, smirking before he carried her inside as well.
Once he had put her down, he turned to his pact demon. “You’ve been a very bad boy today, Asmodeus. I do believe that a punishment is in order.” He told him, disappointment clear in his voice. The demon gave him a confused look. “Aww… he seems to be confused, Sol~” Ariadne sang from where she was sitting on the bed in her full naked glory. “Asmo dear~ Did you really think that we’d just give you what you want after you ruined our evening?”
Asmodeus, upon realising the situation he was in, started to get really turned on. The prospect of being dommed by both of his pact masters was something he had dreamt about pretty often.
“Strip.” Came a command from the sorcerer. Due to his pact, he couldn’t not do it. Although… he really didn’t require a pact’s hold over him to follow a command like that. “Bend over the armrest of the couch. Hands above your head and on the couch.” Solomon continued once the strawberry blonde was completely bare. Asmodeus followed it. Then, smirking, the slivery-white haired human muttered incantation after incantation. The first one bound the demon’s hands while the second one made his body so heavy that he wouldn’t be able to move it even if he wanted to.
“It’s done, my love.” The sorcerer finally called out to the woman who was now sporting a strap-on. Taking her position behind the Avatar of Lust, however, she first dropped to her knees, one hand bracing on his perfect ass while the other loosely wrapped around his already hardened dick, pumping it lazily and making him moan. He tried to move in order to increase the pace, but the incantations used by Solomon were very potent.
“Please… please darling…” He whined, hoping she’d take pity on him. And she did. Or so he was made to think at that moment when she started stroking him with purpose, her hand twisting every time it reached the tip of his shaft. “Fuck… yes… just like that, sweetheart~” He let out as he felt his releasing beginning to creep up on him, his praises being interrupted by moans ever so often.
But, just as he was brought to the precipice of his orgasm, her hand stilled, pulling away from his throbbing shaft. “No no no-!” He pleaded; he was so close. So so so close. On the other hand, amidst his begging, the blonde woman slipped a cock ring onto his cock and he groaned upon feeling it restrict his ability to come at all.
Solomon laughed tauntingly at the entire scene. “Now, Asmo, she is going to fuck that tight, slutty hole of yours while I will make her come all over my cock. And you will not be allowed to come even once. This is your punishment, decided entirely by her.” He stated bluntly, not trying to hide the satisfaction that creeped up in his voice.
The strawberry blonde whined; this was definitely the worst thing that could have been done to him. Meanwhile, he heard her moan softly behind him. Solomon was sucking and biting at the woman’s neck, leaving very visible marks all over her porcelain-like skin while two of his fingers were busy stretching out her sopping cunt. “Ahn... Solomon…” She breathed out, rolling her hips into his hand before whispering something in his year. He immediately pulled his hand away and opened it, palm side up. A bottle of lube materialised in it which he handed over to the woman. She pecked his lips before turning her attention to the helpless demon.
“Asmo, I’m going to prepare you first.” She told him just as she flipped open the bottle. “D-Don’t.” The strawberry blonde replied, his voice cracking. “I… I already played with myself before leaving home.” He confessed, earning him a slap on his ass. “Suck a naughty little slut, aren’t you Asmo?” Her question was responded with a nod of his head and she chucked the bottle aside, lining the dildo with the demon’s asshole. “Don’t mind me then.” The woman remarked before pushing in and entering him in a single thrust. The tip of the phallic toy hit his prostate squarely the moment she bottomed out. “Oh fuck-!” He cursed in response, unable to push his ass back onto the fake cock that he was impaled with.
“My… you really are a slut for cock. Look at how your needy hole just sucked it all in.” She taunted him before beginning to move, aiming for his prostate with every thrust and making him see stars. Behind her, Solomon was pumping his own cock, using his own precum as lube for extra slip. Once he was ready, he lined himself with her in such a manner that the moment she pulled away from the demon, she was impaled by his girthy cock, making her moan loudly. Once she had gotten used to his size, the sorcerer began pounding into her, the angle making him brush against her sweet spot every time. His arm wrapped around her waist to keep her from falling while the force of his thrusts were enough for her to thrust into the demon in turn, the room filling with an orchestra of their moans and groans as the three of them were pushed to the precipice of their respective orgasms.
Knowing he was close, Asmo started begging, tears streaming down his pretty face. “P-Please… please please please … let me come master and mistress. Please-! ” However, neither of the two listened to him as they chased their own highs, Solomon’s pace increasing. His hand dipped to where they were connected oh so intimately, his fingers circling her clit in time with his thrusts. Another thrust and she let go with a chant of the sorcerer’s name, the feeling of her walls milking him pulling him right along.
Once calmed down, the three disconnected. The demon whined, as the spells were removed from him. His hand moved to take off the cock ring when both of his ass cheeks were spanked. “Did we allow you to take it off?” Solomon asked sternly, making him whimper.
“Uh huh, Asmo-chan. You are not to remove it until tomorrow morning. Or there would be a punishment even worse.” The woman added with a cruel laugh.