20. Asmodeus

Az looked up into Gabe's eyes and knew he would do anything for this mortal. He would face an eternity in the pits; he would go against Lucifer and Yahweh both; he would even sacrifice immortality—this last week was worth centuries of his immortal soul, and he would give up all eternity to be able to spend even a few years with Gabe. Eternal life was a paltry consolation to these few stolen moments of blissful love.

Gabe leaned down then, kissing him, licking into his mouth, biting at his lips. Az moaned, the sensations colliding with his emotions to make everything more. Each lick and kiss and nibble was sharper and more intense.

"Anything…" Az rasped out. He would do anything to please his Gabriel. "Whatever you want," he murmured.

Gabe was more confident than Az had ever seen him, and it was the sexiest thing he had ever seen (and he had seen some really sexy things). Somehow, though, when it was someone you loved, everything was different. It was like a hazy glass had been separating him from every experience, and Gabe's love had stripped it away. Everything was brighter and in focus now; it was like each sexual act was new somehow.

If this was what it meant to be in love, Az wondered at how the mortals survived such a thing. It was so all-encompassing that he wanted to cry and laugh and cum all at the same time.

"Anything you want," Az repeated. "I love your confidence when you tell me what you want. It's sexy beyond anything. You can ask for anything, and it will be a pleasure."

"You make me confident," Gabe murmured, his lips brushing against Az's. "You make me feel sexy. Maybe for the first time ever, I feel like I could ask for anything."

"Then ask; tell me what you want," Az breathed out, his body heavy with lust, his chest aching with love.

"I want you to suck me, and I want to fuck you," Gabe said, and Az's whole body pulsed in desire at the thought of having Gabe enter him.

"Yes," he moaned. "Slide up on top of me. Fuck my mouth with your cock. I want you to use all my holes."

Gabe groaned, and Az could tell the dirty talk was turning him on more. Az couldn't wait to taste his dick.

Gabe slid up Az's body, resting his ass on Az's chest, his knees beside Az's head, his hard-on bouncing eagerly in front of Az's mouth. Az pulled him forward, sucking Gabe's dick into his mouth. Gabe moaned as Az deep throated him, swallowing around his dick. Az loved having a hard cock in his mouth, and having Gabe's was even better. He split his tongue and used part of it to wrap around the head of Gabe's cock, the other part sliding into Gabe's slit just the tiniest bit.

"Oh my god, yes, holy shit," Gabe groaned.

Az smiled around the dick in his mouth, letting his tongue tighten and move up and down around Gabe's head.

"That tongue, holy shit, what did you do with your tongue?" Gabe gasped out, and then all too soon he was pulling his dick out of Az's mouth, mumbling, "Too close, too close," as he breathed heavily.

He started to lift off Az, and Gabe's puckered hole was in front of his face, and Az simply couldn't help himself. He let his tongue lick out and swiped it across Gabe's hole.

Gabe moaned again, and he stopped lifting his hips. Az grabbed onto his legs, gently drawing him down.

"Please," Gabe groaned, and that was all the permission Az needed. He attacked Gabe's hole, licking, sucking, twirling his tongue around the outside.

"Az, god Az, yes," Gabe moaned, and Az let his tongue slide into Gabe's hole. Gabe let out a shout of pleasure, and Az let his tongue snake into Gabe, rubbing against his inner channel, caressing him from the inside out.

Gabe tasted like spice and sex, and Az couldn't get enough.

He licked in further, finding Gabe's prostate, and he let his tongue flick against it, again and again, until Gabe was groaning steadily, his legs shaking from the pleasure.

"Need you," Gabe muttered. "Need you now. Need to be inside you like you're inside me. Need to be a part of you."

Az let his tongue slide out, one last long lick against his pucker, before he moved and sucked Gabe into his mouth again, devouring the precum that had poured from Gabe's slit. It was like tasting honeysuckle, and he gently suckled, savoring the flavor, before Gabe pulled off, panting.

Gabe slid down Az's chest, taking a moment to simply lean against him and catch his breath, before he leaned in and attacked Az's mouth with a kiss. It was heated, sexy, and frantic, and then he was lifting off Az and kneeling in front of him, staring down. Az lifted his legs, baring himself to Gabe, and he watched as Gabe's eye grew darker with lust; he could feel the desire and need pulsing off Gabe, and it only fed Az's own need.

Gabe grabbed a pillow to stuff beneath Az's ass, and the hungry look on his face made precum leak out of Az's dick. Gabe started to reach over toward the nightstand, and Az murmured, "Don't need lube or a condom."

Gabe chuckled as he reversed course and let his finger brush against Az's hole. "Ah, yeah, I suppose a lust demon would have a magical solution that."

Az started to speak, but they both stopped and moaned as Gabe's finger breached Az's channel, sinking inside him. It was all pleasure, and yet Az wanted more.

"Don't need prep. Need you," Az hissed out, and Gabe groaned in response, and then Gabe's finger withdrew, and the tip of his dick was pressing gently against Az's hole, slowly pushing.

Az tried to be patient, but he needed more, because he could feel Gabe's need, almost like it was his own. He thrust his hips up, and they both groaned as Gabe sank fully inside Az, his balls resting against Az's ass, his hands pressed against Az's chest.

The feeling was beyond anything Az had ever experienced. He felt lust from others, and he enjoyed sexual acts (lust demon, after all), but this was beyond even that.

It was like he was Gabe and Gabe was him; somehow he felt Gabe's cock filling him up and rubbing against his insides, and at the same time he felt the exquisite pressure of his hole around Gabe's dick.

He looked up, locking his eyes with Gabe's. He could see Gabe's hunger and his love, all intertwined and wrapped together, but beneath that was the tiniest bit of hesitance. Az reached up, cupping a hand around Gabe's jaw.

"Yes," he whispered. "Anything you want. It will always be yes. You make me feel so good, my Gabriel."

Gabe groaned at his words, his dick flexing inside Az, and he began moving, pumping in and out of Az. Az moaned as Gabe's cock hit him in just the right way, sending sparks of pleasure through his entire being. It was like Gabe was as attuned to him as he was to Gabe.

Their bodies moved in unison, their eyes locked together. It was a slow, torturous pleasure that Az never wanted to end, yet he felt Gabe's need growing, his muscles tensing. Then Gabe reached up, gently running a finger along Az's horn, and it was like it was a direct line to his dick with intense pleasure spiraling uncontrollably through his body.

Gabe smirked down at Az, and the confidence in his face was the sexiest thing ever. Gabe placed his hand around Az's horn, and he squeezed, gently at first, but Az moaned and closed his eyes in pleasure, murmuring "Yes" as he felt the pressure increase.

It was like a dam burst; Az's orgasm exploded out of him as Gabe fucked his ass and squeezed his horn. He heard Gabe groan, and his hips started pounding into Az, the slow, languorous lovemaking picking up in frenzy.

Az opened his eyes to see Gabe's face flushed with pleasure, his eyes dark with passion, his chest panting as he continued to piston into Az.

Az could have cum again from the beauty of Gabe fucking him—he was a lust demon, after all, so multiple orgasms were kind of his thing. He staved off his second orgasm, though, wanting to experience this one with Gabe.

He let his tail reach around, let the tip slither up Gabe's leg until it reached his ass, then let it rest there, close to Gabe's hole.

Gabe's eyes opened wider, and his hips stuttered as he whispered, "Will you fuck me while I fuck you?"

His face turned red as soon as the words were out of his mouth, but Az didn't let him question that thought. Instead, he let his now slick tail (the joys of demonic lube) push into Gabe, who had stopped moving after his question.

Gabe's cock was pressed inside Az, and Az's tail was slowly entering Gabe, and Az felt everything. He felt Gabe's dick flex inside him, he felt his tail pressing against Gabe's prostate, he felt every spot where their bodies touched each other, and he felt a pressure deep inside his chest, like they were drawn together by a thick rope of pleasure. They both gasped, and then Gabe's hand was closing around Az's cock, and there was no holding back.

They were both filled, and their cocks were both being squeezed in tight heat. Every time Gabe pulled out of Az, he impaled himself on Az's tail, and then he was pumping back in. Az's tail was like an extension of his dick, and he could feel inside of Gabe, and Gabe was inside of him, and Gabe's hand was on his dick, and it was all so overwhelming and beautiful and sexy and hot.

Then, even amidst the frenzy, they were staring into one another's eyes, and Az had to tell Gabe again. Even if this was all there ever was, he needed Gabe to know.

"I love you, my Gabriel. I love you," he moaned out.

Then Gabe shouted as he pumped Az full of cum, and Az's own cock was spurting cum into Gabe's hand, and their pleasure was rebounding between them, because their orgasms simply went on and on and on.

Then Gabe collapsed on top of him, pressing their mouths together, frantically at first, and then slower, softer, until there were just lips resting against each other.

Az gently withdrew his tail and used it and his arms to pull Gabe down to fully rest on him. Gabe muttered something about cleaning up, but Az only chuckled, saying, "Lust demon." He had a brief thought of some cum play and more sexy times, but he felt Gabe snuggle down into him, and he cherished this moment of simply being.

He cleaned both of them up with a thought; there would be time later for cum, and more orgasms, and all the fun sex things. Even if there wasn't, he would be happy. Cuddling with Gabe was worth a million orgies. Feeling Gabe's breath on his chest, Az's arms and tail wrapped around him, was what he thought heaven must be like. He had never had any desire to visit upstairs, but if it was supposed to be perfection and bliss, then surely it was something just like this moment.

"Cold," murmured Gabe, and Az stretched his wings out and gently enfolded them both within them. Gabe sighed in pleasure, his hand gently caressing Az's chest, and Az let his eyes drift close.

"Love you," Gabe whispered, and Az heard sleepiness overtaking him.

Yes, thought Az, this is my own heaven. He kissed Gabe's forehead, and then he let himself float off into sleep as well, cocooned with Gabe in the warmth of his wings.