章 4: Incubus Demonio – Sinful Story – Chapter 3 (R18)
[Themes: Seduction, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex]
Django takes the hand of Juri, a young girl with red hair tied in a ponytail with green eyes. Light-tanned skin wearing a workout leopard tank top, matching hot pants, and a yellow bead necklace. This redhead also has a lot of accessories on her body: fake pink nails, gold bracelets, earrings, and light pink lipstick.
This doesn't seem like workout attire.
"Yeah, I'm new here, Luv" Django was barely able to stop himself from convulsing as his entire body felt as though it had been electrified.
What the hell was that!?
The weird feeling didn't subside. He was slowly losing control of his body. However – something was different. Django could smell something good. The dark-haired boy could smell far more clearly than he had any right to.
And it was coming from this girl.
"You are Incubus now! Therefore you have the ability to sniff out and consume the raw essences of the sins of man" A female voice said informally. "When you consume the emotions of the seven deadly sins in the air – you also consume what is known as energy – granting you access to demon power, refilling your reserves, healing you, strengthening your bones and muscles, making you stronger, and faster."
Was he going crazy now?
"Is something wrong cutie?"
the woman's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"My name is D ---" He paused, he shouldn't use his real name yet. "Damian. My name is Damian, Miss Juri," He continued. "I'm the new manager of this place."
Damian was many ones of hundred of names that he'd used in the past. So he is not really lying. Damian Wayne has papers to prove it.
Django isn't using any sort of Incubus Techniques here. No Eyes of Love, no Smile of Seduction. Really, he's not really trying to get into anyone's panties on the very first day here. And yet, the moment that both Juri looks at him, there's no denying that the attraction begins immediately.
Juri Lann inspects the new manager with sultry eyes. The redhead knew the dude was lying.
Django's long brown hair is now a dark mane becoming much longer and wilder, jutting out in various directions. His eyes ate still purple but are slited now. He also bears spiky fingernails and small scale-like blades on each hand. Finally, the yummy looking boy stands taller than her.
Mind made up, the redhead abruptly whistles like a wolf, drawing Django's eye. The male heir of the Whitmore family blinks those violet eyes of his in a sedate manner as she bites her lower lip and slowly begins trailing her fingers along his chest with those long nails of hers.
"I need a break… wouldn't you agree, Django?"
The half-incubus blink owlishly at the gyaru. Django lets out a chortle. "Damnn... Must be grandma. Well, allow me to reintroduce myself. I'm Django Kamadeva Whitmore, the new owner of this place."
Getting closer to the male Whitemore, Juri casually but also pointedly reaches up and pops open the top button of her leopard workout top.
"Oh? Are you a little hot under the collar, Mr Boss-Kun? Need to… cool off?"
Now he's giving her his full undivided attention, Django looks down and faces her as he frowns slightly.
"Juri… what is this?" He said in a ragged breath. Her lust tastes just like honey-glazed doughnuts.
Unbuttoning the next button on her top, showing off more of her cleavage and the beginnings of her might bra, Juri bats her eyelashes. It seems like the thing to do.
"We're all alone here, Mr Boss-Kun. My room is open. Anything could happen…"
For a brief moment, Django just stares at her blankly and Juri wonders if she's completely misstepped. Is it possible… is it possible that this handsome guy is gay? He's just staring at her, and practically all of the Asian women want to back down, to back off, to laugh it off like it was a bad joke. But she knows better, she knows she has to see this through, it's too late not to at this point. So, she slowly, with as much seduction and sexual energy as she can, reaches up and undoes the third button on her blouse.
Django's eyes flicker down to it, and then his lips curl into a small smirk as he looks up at her again.
"That we are, Juri. And you're right, anything could."
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"Miss Juri, are you sure about this?" The newly Demonio hybrid asked as they are about to enter Juri Apt.
"Nope! You handsome enough plus your loaded!" Juri said with stars in her eyes. Her greed reminds him of ramen noodles with a lot of meat and seafood.
Sex is sex and she is hot and damn well knows it. He could also smell her lust, impressed that she was this turned on by him.
Locking the door behind her. Juri is beginning to take off her top. Django just stares down at her expectantly, and Juri flushes, mouth opening and closing but no words coming out. The intense
With her top dropping to the floor, Kallen gropes her naked-bare tits for a moment, biting her lower lip.
"What do you think? Do you like them?"
"Stop talking."
His sharp words cause Juri to shudder as he reaches down and unbuckles his own belt. She can only watch, eyes wide, as his cock is soon freed of its confines. It's… much bigger than she thought it would be.
"Let's see…I see you have a naughty girl Juri-San. If you don't pass my finale right you will fail the test!" Django glares coldly at gyaru forcing her against the wall. "The test with the student kissing and putting his hand to her crotch." He loomed over her, licking his lips as he watched Juri smile licentiously, raising her head to look up at him. She grasped the back of his neck and pulled his head down, covering their mouths close together inches apart. He could smell the sake on her breath, and he let his hand fall to creep closer to her thighs. "Very good."
"Like this?" she asked, cupping the back of his hand and dragging it down to cup her between her legs. She moaned and hooked a leg around his thigh. "What's next Sensei?"
Django leaned forward to brush his face against her neck, sliding his hand in between her legs. He slid a hot tongue across her ear, warm breath trailing behind. With his free hand, he tipped her chin up and captured her lips. She pressed softly against him, moaning as his lips moved swiftly over hers, tongue tasting her. He took complete control of the kiss right away, thrusting his tongue inside and sliding slick against hers.
Django is no stranger to sex. He'd had ten examples to learn and practice his hedonistic nature. Becoming a demon seems to reawaken that personally again.
Hoving his hand on her breast and one into the hot pants revealing black underwear.
Juri tries to talk through the kisses but Django keeps kissing her back.
"H-Hey. you 'kiss'... A-are a lot better... 'kiss' with your finger-banging than I thought!♪" Juri sang into Django's mouth!
After three minutes he'd finally let her breathe. "Sensi. You've already gotten my pussy so sloppy and wet."
"I'm going to suck it. I'm going to suck your cock now, Django Kamadeva Whitmore. F-Fuck, this is the best day of my life."
Wasn't that supposed to be his line? Oh, fuck yeah it was. Django's eyes very nearly go crossed as Juri finally takes the head of his massive, bulbous cock in between her pillowy lips. F-Fuck it feels amazing, having her wrap her lips around his dick and suck at him. It could feel better though, he's sure of it.
Still, she's working hard and he's content to let her for a little while. Her hands' stroke up and down the majority of his length and she takes only the head of his member in her mouth, seeming nervous to go for any more than that. It's almost blatantly obvious that she's afraid to take the next step but Django… Django wants more. Call it his demonic heritage as an Incubus or call it the simple fact that he was a man with a beautiful woman in front of him.
Either way, something within Django snaps and he suddenly reaches out and grabs ahold of Juri's head, a low, lust-filled growl emanating from his throat as he abruptly takes control of the encounter. A moment later, he's bouncing Juri's head up and down his cock as her hands are forced to fall away from his dick. Thrusting forward, he begins to face fuck the absolutely gorgeous redhead right then and there in the motel room, pounding away at her throat with a viciousness that surprises him, but also turns him on immensely.
"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"
All the while, under the violent choking and gagging on his cock that she's doing, the noises of Juri's fingers slamming in and out of her drooling wet lips can be heard. It's incredibly fucking hot, having this beautiful woman just… submitting herself to his mercy like this. Django can't get enough of it, but also, he's only a man at the end of the day, and it's not long before he reaches his first orgasm with a throaty, heartfelt groan.
"Here it fucking comes you slutty little whore!"
From this position, he could push his cock much deeper into the down on her knees woman's mouth, a fact he took advantage of immediately as his fingers curled firmly into her crimson locks, Django grunted as he pulled her head up and thrust down into her throat at the same time. Juri choked, of course, her body squirming and struggling beneath him as he fucked her face all the harder.
"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"
Django forced the gyaru redhead to shallow He only thrust into the detective's throat a few times, choking and gagging her on his big meaty shaft, before he pulled back and let her breathe. Juri's head fell back onto the wall under it as his member popped out of her mouth and she was left coughing and gasping for air as she glared balefully up at a grinning Django.
"You… damn… bastard."
"We're not done yet bitch."
The redhead Asian beauty wondered if this was a bad idea now.
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Hours later, Juri smacked chest first into the wall of the shower as she covered her mouth with one hand at the same time, stifling her moans. Django's naked chest pushed against her back and his cock ground heatedly between her pert posterior as he hot dogged her right there beneath the hot water.
Fuck he was too big.
Juri shrieked as Django prepared to penetrate her cunt for the umpteenth time in the last few hours. Kami doesn't he get tired?!
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