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Raphael forced you by the back of your head into the mattress of his massive bed, tail whipping and swinging in agitation. He pins your hips against his where you can feel him so terribly hard for you as he bends over you, licking your ear as you feel his hot breath tickle against the sensitive skin of your neck. His words are venomous, but you could practically sense the wicked grin plastered on his face.
"I had figured you to be reckless, little mouse. Yet I did not take you for a fool until now. Let's see if you can still run that delicious mouth of yours after I am done with you."
You are unable to lie down because of the devil's iron grip against the back of your neck and the way he has your ass pinned against his painfully hard erection pressing against you. How he loves the idea of never losing control, especially when it comes to you. And he is going to make sure you, as well as the entirety of Avernus and beyond know. But he won't give you the satisfaction of getting so thoroughly fucked by him just yet, he wants to hear you beg for it, find what buttons to push. It is in his very nature to be aware of everything within your mind and body he can influence. And he would be taking his sweet sweet time until you were begging for him to take you better than you can have ever imagined.
Raphael draws his taloned fingers across the length of your spine, admiring the curvature. He chuckles darkly to himself as he leaves a red hot trail where he has touched you. Humans - what brave creatures they are. You groan into the soft linens below, wiggling your butt against his pelvis, seeking for some relief from the growing arousal that was evidently growing. "Impatient, are we now?" The cambion grinned. "Have you never learned that good things come to those who wait?" Hells, you did not want to wait. You wanted this devil to tear you apart, but you knew better than to tell him, as he would use every point of weakness against you.
"Let's see..." Raphael purred as the hand on your neck switched its positions to the back of your head, his sharp nails grazing your scalp. "Do you realise the absolute trouble you have found yourself in, hmm?" He spoke in amusement, the deep cadence of his voice rumbling next to your ear. How could something made in the deepest pits of the hells sound so heavenly? You lightly shook your head as you looked at the devil from the corner of your eye, feigning ignorance.
Your answer was met with a firm tug on the roots of your hair, bending your neck backwards as you groaned. Yet the pain shot another wave of need straight to your core. "You will speak when spoken to, little mouse." Raphael hissed. "Do you understand?"
"Ah- Yes!" You answered with a voice more needy than intended, and was met with another harsh tug.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Raphael."
That seemed to please the devil as he loosened his grip on your hair. "That's a good little mouse."
You wiggled your arse against Raphael, eliciting a mild groan from him. You instantly knew he needed you just as much as you needed him- maybe even more. Were you perhaps able to make him confess when you saw the moment? You had your work cut out for you, especially since there was one thing devils hated more than losing - losing to a puny human.
"Stay on your knees." Raphael commanded in a low tone as he crawled away from you.
And like a good little human you obliged staying in the uncomfortable position. You could see his large form move, wishing you could face him directly to take in every detail of his red hot appearance. Maybe, if you were good, he'd finally let you on your back. You yelped as something snapped against the roundness of your arse, paired with a cracking sound. You were instantly reminded of the devil's orders.
"Yes, Raphael." You whined.
Another satisfied dark chuckle echoed from behind you, as you now felt a thick ,unusually warm finger graze against your hole. You sighed as you involuntarily moved your hips as you finally got a reward for being so obedient.The clawed finger moved agonisingly slow, gods, you wished something, anything would fill you up. The noises leaving your throat were outright sinful, you felt lewd, and knew you were a sight to behold from Raphael's perspective. But you knew he was losing control as well, you could hear his breath increase behind you, practically feel his eyes burning on your hind and entrance. You had to endure, bite down your lip, anything to keep you from begging.
"What do you want?" Raphael purred, his voice strained as he was palming down his own length.
Your breath had become laboured at this point. "I.. I need you inside me."
"Inside you, you say?" And with that he pulled his hand away from your core, shifting his massive body as he pulled your body by your ankle, reminding you of the supernatural strength he possessed. Without any effort he managed to turn your body around so you were facing his cock, painfully hard, thick with ridges and veins on the side, nearly touching your lips. Your eyes looked upwards, finally meeting with Raphael's as he smirked, loving how he towered over you and your -in comparison- small body looked like, ready to take him.
"Go on, little mouse." The devil spoke. "Take me, if you want me so badly."
And taking him you did as you wrapped your plump lips around the tip of his impressive cock, closing your eyes as you took in his smell, scent, and the sensation of his skin. But you getting familiar with his was cut short as a taloned hand grabbed the back of your head once again, forcing you to swallow him whole. You did your best to keep breathing through your nose as tears pricked your eyes, the only thing keeping you from crying was your newfound bravado when you heard the absolutely sinful sounds coming from Raphael. He was growling, his hips jerking, like he was holding himself back to mercilessly fuck your face right there and then. Was there some compassion within this relentless devil after all? Or did he just simply not want you to expire so soon? You did not need any more encouragement as you forced his thick leaking cock down your throat, moans muffled from the exertion until your lips touched the base. A shaky, albeit bemused laugh came from Raphael as he looked down on you.
"I'm impressed, my little mouse. You're proving yourself to be a partner worthy of my time after all."
You responded by bobbing your head up and down, squeezing your eyes shut to fight of your own gag reflex. Gods, he was delicious, and his sounds spurred you on as you bravely kept moving your mouth and throat around him, sucking and moaning in delight. Raphael instinctively bucked his hips forward, growling and hissing in delight as your warm tight throat enveloped him so perfectly. By the way his movements got more frantic you could guess he was approaching his climax, and you were ready to swallow everything he could give you. Yet his hand grabbed the base of your hair once again, pulling you away from him as his thick and lengthy cock slid from out of your mouth with only a thread of saliva connecting you to it. You let out a whine, wanting to finish what you started. Raphael tilted your head to force you to look at him, you could imagine his face to be flushed if his skin color wasn't already crimson in color. Yet you could make out his eyes were lidded with heavy lust, and his mouth hung open to let him take deep breaths.
"Who do you think you are, making me approach my own climax that fast?" He panted in a way you were unsure if he were mad, impressed, ashamed, or all three at the same time.
He pushed you around again, so you were finally laying on your back with your legs spread wide for him. Raphael got on his hands and knees as he crawled over your form, completely enveloping you in his shadow. He took your hands, roughly placing them above your head as one hand tightly wrapped itself around both of your wrists, easily holding you in place. It hurt so deliciously, and you knew your wrists would be bruised.
"Are you sure you can take me, little mouse? Are you confident you are able to take me as I ravage your mind, body and soul without holding back?" Raphael spoke, his nose almost touching yours as you were forced to look into the fiery depths that made his eyes.
You wanted to tell him to go ahead and do his worst, to have him make you scream his name so the entire plane of Avernus could witness your pleasure. But thankfully your sense of self-preservation still had some control over your lust-addled mind.
"Yes, Raphael." You mouthed, keeping your lewd wishes to yourself.
In response the devil in question crashed his lips against yours, growling, feverishly taking in your taste. You closed your eyes as you returned the gesture, and felt his sharp canines prick your bottom lip to ask for entrance, to which you complied happily. Next, without any hesitation, you felt the tip of his cock press against your hole. You moaned against his lips as his length slid inside of you, his hips bucking and pressing against your pelvis as his massive length sheathed itself inside. The sensation was painful at first as he stretched you out, you could make out each and every ridge and bumps lining his cock until he buried himself inside of you t'ill the hilt. Only then he broke your hot kissing so he himself could groan freely. Raphael still had your wrists locked above your head, painfully straining them but you did not care. Neither did you when he pulled back his hips before slamming into you. No words were needed, you could tell he was going to make you regret allowing him in where you wanted him the most by the way he grinned, seeing how your eyes rolled into the back of your skull.
He repeated his movements, his hips slamming against your ass, fully pressing his entire cock into your leaking, needy hole. You finally started to moan out loud, your voice increasing its volume with each vicious thrust inside of you. The roughness was blending perfectly with the pleasure you received, you were sure you would be covered in bruises and marks come morning. And by the gods you would wear them with pride.
Raphael growled himself, holding up his body with his only free arm so his mighty body would not squash you underneath. His tail snaked down your leg, curling itself around your calf in an attempt to keep you in place. With each press of his hips you felt the very tip of his cock push against the very end of your insides, begging to go deeper. It was driving you insane as each movement drew you closer to your own climax, evident by your sickenly lewd vocalizations. You did not even realise when you started to speak his name, yet the devil was delighted by hearing you utter it.
"Raphael- Ah! Raphael!"
The cambion grinned, his movements getting even wilder as he was spurred on by you screaming out his name. He knew he was driving you to completion, and focused his attention on your face. He wanted to see it all, even if it meant staving off his own orgasm which churned deep in his stomach. Thankfully neither of you needed to wait any longer as your body writhed, until it suddenly stilled and trembled. Your voice cracked, whimpering as it grew silent, before letting out a broken yet loud moan as your orgasm crashed over your entire body. You clenched around Raphael, making him delirious as the animalistic instincts inside screamed at him to continue. You had never experienced a climax as intense as this, the pain, the size, the devil himself... It was all too much.
Just when you started to come down from the amazing feeling Raphael finally decided that it was his turn, him paying any consideration to your pleasure was out of the ordinary. But it was worth it for this single time so he could witness your ecstasy. You still were oversensitive, but of course, the devil had no mercy for your condition at this point. It was his turn.
"Did that feel good, little mouse?" Raphael growled. "Are you ready for more?"
You nodded, unable to utter a single word as you felt so utterly filled and taken by him, not wanting it to end for eternity. The only thing you managed to force out of your throat was a whiny, lewd "Please".
You did not know it was possible, but Raphael's movements got rougher, slamming inside you with incredible strength. The entire bed was moving underneath, threatening to break even though it was made with the finest of materials for a lord like Raphael.
"Then... Take me." With one final thrust the devil stilled his hips, buried deep inside of you as he let out a guttural moan of pure pleasure.
He pulsed inside of you, spilling his essence even though you were already filled to the brim. And the look of his face sent another wave of arousal straight to your nether regions, his face was contorted in pleasure, his mouth hung open, eyes squeezed shut as his entire body tensed. It was a sight to behold. After several moments Raphael finally relaxed, almost falling on top of you as he panted. Yet he caught himself on time as he leaned on his elbows resting beside your body. He opened his fiery eyes, meeting yours as that omen-bearing grin returned to his expression returned.
"That was delightful, little mouse. But I'm afraid I won't be sated that easily, and seeing from your expression, I doubt you are too." You finally managed to grin as you wrapped your legs around his waist, pressing him against you.
"Bring it on." The devil grinned even wider, he was going to make you eat those cocky words.