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"That's it, I literally hate him. I'm just- I'm so done with him!" A very angry George yells as he slams the door shut to Sapnap's room, hands already up and expressive.
Sapnap, who was resting on his bed, nose shoved into a book for the first time in forever, looks up with interest at George, "Oh god, what happened this time? It was only, what, thirty minutes?"
"Yeah! Thirty minutes of listening to his dumb ass rant about useless shit, about how much his kingdom's better than mine! Do you know how much I wanted to slam my fist into his face but refrained just to be nice?"
"Quite a bit considering how worked up he has you-" Sapnap says as he gets up from the bed to calm George down only to be shoved up against a wall, lips smashing against his.
When George pulls back, he's got a fire in his eyes, staring into Sapnap's with a rage, "Shut up." That's all Sapnap gets before those lips are back on his, George's hands around Sapnap's wrists and holding them against the wall as he continues to attack the other with nips and kisses.
"Fuck- Fuck what's gotten into you- I thought you were mad-" Sapnap tries to say as he lets out little sighs when George latches onto his neck, "Aren't you gonna be getting married to him in a few-"
"Hush dog, what did I just say? Shut. Up. I need this, come on, Sappy, won't you be a good mutt for longer than one day? Do I need to retrain you again or something?" George asks as he presses his knee up into the other's spread legs, "Let a prince tame a demon for a night, be a good succubus and fuck me silly, hmm?"
Sapnap squeezes his eyes shut, tail swaying before looping slowly around George's waist as he slides down the wall, only stopping when his ass is up against George's knee, grinding against it, "Yeah- yes, ok- I can do that- Fuck you're hot when you're mad-"
George steps away, but not without pulling Sapnap with him, shoving the demon down onto the bed with a thud, following close behind as he's furiously sliding clothes off of his upper body, "Shut up, bitchnap, I wanna hear you bark for me, no more words."
"Fuck- yes sir- er-" Sapnap goes to correct himself before his chin is seized by George, "Bark, bark, woof!"
"That's better, good boy, that's what I was hoping for."
George lets Sapnap's face go as he straddles the other, letting one hand splay over Sapnap's chest, the other tossing the discarded book to the floor, there wasn't any room for literature when he was busy seeing red and dipped in a thick layer of lust for the demon. They'd been having this mini affair ever since it was decided that George would be marrying Dream, an arranged marriage that George was anything but thrilled for. He held such high disdain for this dark castle, the way the light seems to be sucked away into devilish halls. The only saving grace in this whole shit hole was Dream's royal guard, Sapnap, a demon, a hell borne. George was instantly attracted to the muscular demon, the way orange stripes seemed to zigzag up his sculpted torso, the way they dipped down just below his waist line to leave things to be desired. He loved Sapnap's sharp eyes, the way his scaly tail would flick across the floor, the way he squared his shoulders and puffed his chest out, delicious sin wrapped up in a nice tight suit of armor, molded to him.
He also enjoyed that Sapnap was Dream's best friend, he got off on the idea of Dream being jealous, being upset, being crushed that he was having his way taming this beast. After all, this was Dream's royal guard, not his own, but that only added to the thrill for George as he tears off sapnap's shirt with animalistic fury. The buttons snap as he pulls at the fabric, not caring where they land as they fly across the room, his gaze locked onto that chest beneath as he slides delicate fingers over the new expanse of skin. "Fuck yes, this is what I've been waiting to see all day. God.. I need this, I need a win from this shitty castle. Serve me well, bitchnap, come on, get hard for me." George coaxes as he lets his spare hand reach back behind himself so he could rub and grind at Sapnap's hidden length.
It was something that blessed and haunted his dreams simultaneously, a dick worth craving in his mind, made all the more worth it after experiencing it for the first three times since being there. They'd done it once in the royal bath house, another time in the gardens, and the third right here in Sapnap's room... He planned to fuck this man into oblivion on Dream's bed one day, to sneak in with Sapnap and make a mess of the bedding, leave long stripes of cum strewn across the green sheets as a message that Dream owned nothing; not him, not his mind, not his body, nothing. He might be betrothed to Dream but he would be no man's husband, especially not for political reasons, no, he would rebel by sexually conquering every single god damn important man in the goddamn royal cabinet if he had to just to send the message that he can't be tamed himself, and just to piss off Dream. The idea arouses him greatly as he starts grinding his ass back against Sapnap's clothed dick, teasing the other with gyrating hips while his free hand runs down the demon's abs, tracing one of those glowing orange lines.
"You're gonna fuck me so good today, aren't you, Sap? My pretty demon... I'm gonna hold those horns of yours, gonna make you suck my dick first, how's that sound huh? Or maybe I'll make you eat me out, prep me with those stupidly long fingers, or let your tail flick all around inside me... Fuck.. I could cum right now I think." George rambles to Sapnap, testing him to see if he'd speak up, pleased when the other doesn't but does nod quickly, "You wanna be in me so badly don't you, puppy? Yeah you do, you filthy fucking mutt. You want in this royal ass so badly because Dream won't give you any. It's alright, I've got you, I'll take care of those needs."
He slides off of Sapnap so he could take his pants off, hasty the shimmy out of them, kicking them off to god knows where in the room. It was dark, it was always dark, it's what he hated most about this underground shit hole. The only thing lighting the stuffy room was firelight, and even that wasn't very strong. His demon, however, could burn so much brighter if he just pressed the right buttons, like staring into a warm sun that could light up the entire room in a flash. He wanted that, he craved it, he loved the heat as it licked against his legs, loved the way it warmed his belly, the way it made his arms weak and warm. He wanted to push this man to the brink, and by god he would. He slides back onto the bed, pressing Sapnap back down as the demon had dared to sit up to watch him, he leans in, immediately attacking the man's neck, leaving dark mark after dark mark in that pale flesh he liked to call a canvas. Every single bit would draw a low grumbling groan from Sapnap, something that made his own body feel pleased, relaxed even, like listening to a purring cat... but Sapnap was no cat, no, he was a mangy mutt who needed to be tamed and taught control, so he slides a hand up over Sapnap's mouth, moving up to his ear and grabbing the man's wild tail in his free hand, whispering, "hush, Sapnap, you don't want people hearing your whorish moans now, do you?"
Sapnap shakes his head quickly, the tail in George's hand being squeezed by the prince. He yelps when George bites his ear, body going stiff briefly from the surprise before melting all over again. He was so hard, listening to George ramble about all the different ways he would get to play with the prince. He wanted to get his tongue on the other, wanted to treat George how George often treated him when the man got mad, but he wasn't allowed to, wasn't allowed to raise suspicion, he was to be taken from not to take himself... not yet, but he would earn that right once this man was married, once it didn't matter how he looked. He would wait so patiently for that day, that ounce of freedom given to him by this cruel master. Sapnap can't help the groan that comes out of him when the tip of his sensitive tail is placed in George's mouth, feeling the way the man expertly swirls his tongue around it, how sucks and swallows around it, only turning the demon on more as he begins to writhe a little, hands clenching around nothing as he keeps them at his sides, for George to command later how he wanted.
"Someone's so eager.. I'll give you a treat then." George states, saliva connecting his tongue to the other's tail, a wonderful bridge that glimmered in the firelight, but Sapnap craved so much more than that.
Sapnap watches eagerly as George works to straddle him again, putting a heavy leg on either side of his body, those plush thighs framing his torso as the man chooses to sit up higher on his body, tail still in hand. He flicks it lightly in the other's grasp, so turned on that it hurts, but that's probably what George wanted. He watches with such heavy focus as George takes his slicked up tail, leans forwards until his chin is resting against Sapnap's chest, ass so high that Sapnap has a chance to see what he does next. George presses the very tip of Sapnap's wild tail to his ass, rubbing it up against his already stretched out rim from the night before, slipping just the edge in, teasingly, feeling the way Sapnap wants to rip his tail free and plunge it into the other. George doesn't allow it, keeping a firm grip as he eases the tip in slowly, using it to fuck himself, like Sapnap was nothing more than his masturbatory toy, like he was an object, and it sends throbbing heat throughout Sapnap's veins. This was his peak entertainment, this is what he stayed up for, nights on end, waiting for this prince to slink away from his duties just to play with his favorite demon, to play with Sapnap.
Sapnap can remember the first few times it happened, when Dream and him had been escorted to George's castle, his home, per the summons of some higher power to arrange a political marriage between the two kingdoms. George had been visibly pissed off, sitting high in that golden throne, the whole room painted a brilliant white thanks to the imported marble and high stained windows depicting bygone gods. He could remember the way George's eyes swept over him when they finally got to meet face to face after a dinner that had gone smoothly just barely, tension thick. At the time he didn't know what kind of tension had been building, but when George specifically asked him to follow George out into this beautiful garden, only to be shoved into a shed with the prince? Well, the rest was history, fate even as the Prince had given him head like no other, teased him within the brink of passing out, made him sing notes he didn't even know he was capable of and he had reveled in it.
That was the first time he'd interacted with this side of George, and every single other side since had been just short of heaven each time. Now was no exception as George finally pushed Sapnap's tail all the way in, sliding his hand down further and further, allowing Sapnap's tail to explore deeper around his bends and turns. Sapnap was in heaven already, wriggling his tail, twisting it for George's sole enjoyment. This was all for his prince, soon to be king, Sapnap knew it as he started to breathe a little heavier, watching more and more of his tail slip into George only for it to be yanked nearly out in one go. His eyes dart so quickly down to George's face, listening to the man let go of a beautiful moan, deep and fulfilled as if he were already cumming, a noise that rattled Sapnap's bones and lit his face on fire. "Oh fuck.." The prince moaned above him, "Fuck, yes, Sapnap, come on, push it in again puppy, come on."
And who was Sapnap to deny such angelic begging? He wiggles his tail back in, twisting and petting those velvety walls as he works George to the brink, doing as asked as they build up a cat and mouse rhythm where he tries to hard to press his tail in further and further only for it to get pulled almost all the way back out, just to start again and again and again until George was satisfied, mumbling and shaking. The man grips the wire-like portion of Sapnap's tail, and with one final and strong tug, pulls the whole thing out of him like a drawstring. The groan that comes from him is like music to Sapnap's ears as he watches his prince fall apart, panting, but his dick is still so hard.
"You've been so good puppy, go ahead, speak, praise me." George commands as he starts to sit up again after licking the sweat from between Sapnap's pecs, "Beg me to ride your pathetic fucking demon dick."
Sapnap obliges, "Please sir, I've been so good, you've been amazing, felt so good on my tail. Love the way you squeeze me, please, let me feel it with my pathetic puppy dick, please let me fuck you, let me breed you-" There's a sharp sting in his cheek as George slaps him.
"No breeding, you're not allowed to breed me you filthy fucking mutt, start again. Be better." George commands, rubbing at Sapnap's now reddened cheek, only to grab ahold of Sapnap's horn, holding it loosely, "Come on, Puppy, I know you can do better for me."
"I'm sorry sir, won't breed you! Please, let me fuck you though, let me feel you! I want in you so badly, I need it, I want to use my useless dick, I want to feel your body around me, need to be connected, please! Want to fuck up into you, make you melt, make you feel good! Please!"
"No.. no.. not good enough still! I guess I'll have to put your pathetic mouth to good use first..." George sighs dramatically as if the power wasn't doing wonders for his dick, for his ego. He grips Sapnap's other horn in his hands as he works his way up Sapnap's body until he was over the man, his dick resting against the other's reddened cheek, "Go on, Puppy, suck me down well enough and maybe I'll let that useless dick of yours slip into my perfect hole."
Sapnap does his best, knowing he wasn't allowed to use his hands during these types of scenes, lolling his tongue out to try and suck George down, sweating as he misses the first few times. Finally though, after much hard work, he gets George's dick into his mouth, not being shy at all as he laps at it, giving love to the head as his tongue presses into the slit gently, only to slip down the length, swallowing him whole. He's careful to avoid his teeth, remembering what happened the last time he'd accidentally scrapped his master, the lashes from the man's belt left bruises across his backside for a solid week, making sitting at those long meetings uncomfortable during their stay at the other's castle, more so on the way back home on horseback.
He swallows around George again, humming softly as he bobs his head to the best of his ability, bracing himself and opening his throat as best he can when George begins to thrust down against him. The fire in his blood accumulates as his body warms, humming with power as his hands begin to light with a light line of fire, warm to the touch but never truly burning. He brings them up above his head for George to see, a silent request to ask if he can use them to touch George. He's excited when he's given the go ahead, quickly moving one warm hand to squeeze lightly at George's balls, rolling them between his thumb and palm. The other hand wanders further, dipping a playful finger or two past his well stretched rim. It was a treat he wanted to savor, tasting the salty bitterness of pre on the tip of his tongue as George begins to fuck his face in earnest. The prince holds his horns like handlebars, something to latch onto and move or tilt Sapnap's head the way George wanted to until the man had found the perfect angle. He bludgeons Sapnap's throat, grunting with effort as he keeps going and going until a heat of his own begins to gather deep within his gut.
Sapnap is ready though, feeling the way George's balls begin to press up against his own body, the way that heavy dick twitches against his loving tongue as it swirls around the man's length and teases just below the tip when he can. His efforts prove to be worthy as Sapnap feels thick ropes shoot out from the man's dick, coating his throat on that sticky white that he swallows obediently, never wasting a single drop unless George wanted to play with his tongue afterwards, something normally stated before they fuck. However, he can't breathe as George presses his hips flush to Sapnap's cheeks, his abdomen pressed squarely against the other's nose, blocking any chance for the demon to breathe, only relenting when Sapnap begins seeing starts and taps quickly at George's thighs, begging for air. He's granted it as George slides out fully, landing on the man's chest, panting just as hard as the demon is. George almost thinks that Sapnap would flag from the lack of oxygen but chuckles darkly when he looks back to see the man's giant dick leaking copious amounts of pre, making the whole length look like it's glowing and glistening. "Oh, Sapnap, you look so turned on...'' George comments while Sapnap catches his breath.
George uses the distraction to lick his lips, slide away from Sapnap once again, though this time he stays on the bed, leaning down so he could take the other's ribbed length into his mouth. He admires the man's dick just before he does, admires the silver piercing he had, the gills that flared out, ready for action and to catch on George's rim. He admired the way those orange patterns and swirls culminated on Sapnap's body here, along the sides of the man's dick. He traces a line with his tongue, giggling a little when the dick bounces at the mere touch, sapnap's thighs twitching as he does so hard to keep them from moving. "Mm.. I guess you've deserved a bit of a treat for being a good boy..." He states as his lifts away from the man's dick, leaving it slick with spit. He strokes it until it looks like Sapnap was gonna cum then lets go. "I'm gonna let you fuck me, mutt, but remember, you aren't allowed to breed me... No matter what happens, you can't breed me, understood?" George says as he taps the man's length which already looked so close to bursting.
"But- but George- I- I'm-"
"No buts, mutt. You'll behave or I strike you again. Ten lashes for speaking out, twenty if you attempt to breed me. Control yourself. This might be a treat but I never said you could break the rules."
"Ye-Yes sir-" Comes Sapnap's hushed response, already at the brink of cumming, certain that the second that warm heat envelops him, he'll be a goner. He swallows thickly, sweat beading on his brow as his tail wraps slowly around George's torso when the man goes to straddle him a third time, this time with intent to spear himself on Sapnap's waiting length. He curls it high, letting the tip rest against one of George's pink buds, hoping to sneakily bring the man to climax early so Sapnap could get his own rocks off after. He knew he'd get a hand, experience the best orgasm at the hand of George if he was good, though his dick could have other plans if he thought too hard on it. He whines when George plunges down on his arousal, leaving him feeling breathless as he was far closer already than he'd first thought. He bites his own lip hard, until it bleeds, something to distract him from the sheer heaven that was George as the man begins to bounce with such poise.
George, for his credit, knew just how to get under Sapnap's skin now, bouncing in a specific way, moaning in the way he knew got Sapnap hot and bothered, watching more and more of the demon light up in literal flame, his skin changing from his usual tan to a beautiful charcoal color as his normally fiery orange eyes change to a bright white much like many demons he'd seen on his way down to this hell hole. It was a tell tale sign the man was going to cum, and George wanted him to. He wanted an excuse to inflict a light pain upon the demon, to get him limping for a week, to brandish him, and so he bounces with a new fury, full of anger and hatred towards the demon and everything Sapnap stood for. He squeezes Sapnap so tightly, groaning as those gills flared out in him each time he went up, catching on his rim so sweetly only for him to plunge back down again and again and again until finally he felt it.
Sapnap lights up the entire room, an almost ethereal glow that reminds George of home, the demon's whole body tensing as that sneaky tail pulls him down, plunging so deep into George that the man can see the bulge through his abdomen, and it's delicious. Sapnap begins to cum, harder than he's seen the demon do in a while, feeling those heavy balls drain everything they have into the prince with no mercy as he's held there by that wiry tail. Sapnap moans out George's name, but it doesn't sound like english, instead stated in the man's native netherin' tongue, and it's beautiful. George can't help but cum at the feeling, that all encompassing warmth that fills him, surrounds him, blanketing his mind and body and fills his soul. He doesn't cum as much the second time, barely able to hit Sapnap's stomach as he does so, dribbling out of the head of his angry red cock, spit shined and practically glowing thanks to the fire that was Sapnap.
When it's all over, he's panting hard, so is Sapnap. George's body slumps until he's laying right up against Sapnap's neck, catching his breath slowly, "Fuck... You- You mangy mutt... What did I tell you...?"
"That I'm beautiful?" Sapnap tries between ragged breaths, tail loosening around George until he's using it to stroke down the man's back, feeling his cum seep out around his dick, "That I'm the best..?"
"...Ugh... You're so lucky I'm tired... that you're handsome... Fucking mutt... I'm punishing you tomorrow..." George states as he rests his head against Sapnap's shoulder, "Told you not to- to breed me.."
"I'll clean it up, don't worry." Sapnap assures as he lets George rest there for a while, allowing his own body to relax as the fire begins to die out, smoldering until they were back in the darkness of the room, sleep begging them both into its realm.
Sapnap rolls George off, drawing out of him carefully with a small hiss as overstimulation threatens to break him then and there, but soon he's freed. All that was left was to clean up the aftermath and for Sapnap to excitedly await the next day. Sleep was calling them, and they answered quickly once untangled from one another…
Another day was coming.