Chương 131: The Devil is an Angel Breeder | 2 |
Many months had passed since Emi and Maou had begun their "ritual" attempts. After the first lewd encounter had failed to produce any results, save for giving both Emi and Maou an incredible feeling of satisfaction, Emi had demanded she and Maou give the ritual another attempt…and another…and another…and another…
Frankly, Emi was insatiable. Whenever the two had a spare moment, she would drop to her knees and demand Maou yank his fat demonic dick out for her to slurp on, offering up tender kisses and loving strokes while her cute pouting face declared that this time, for SURE, she would get her powers back! She would not, but she would never find herself complaining after guzzling down another thick, potent load of demon spunk. Nor would she complain about her lack of progress after Maou yanked her skirt down outside her office building and pumped her so full of creamy white jizz she was worried it would drip down her stockings, and her entire office block would discover she was the willing sperm-receptacle of an overly pent-up Demon King. Neither did she complain when Maou came over to her place and the two had a steamy 24-hour fuckfest complete with copious amounts of kissing, groping, and declarations of love and adoration like only these two idiot lovebirds could offer.
With that being said, Emi was also still devoted to her task. She did want to reclaim her powers, and was increasingly confused why the ritual wasn't working. It was clearly missing something, a key component that she had left out when she first conducted it. She had read through the Bible, asked around for information, and was now searching online to try and find what was missing in her grand plan. That was when she first found the images of those beautiful white dresses. The first explanations of the romantic binding ritual that would make the lovemaking she and Maou did even MORE holy.
"Marriage…" Emi murmured under her breath, feeling her heart race simply saying the word.
This was beyond even her wildest dreams. The mere thought of it…marrying the king of demons…being the wife of Maou, the monster she had sworn to defeat…it couldn't be done, could it? It was simply impossible to imagine!
But imagine she did. The thoughts of it flooded her mind, filled her heart, and took over her fantasies. Hearts flashed in Emi's eyes just imagining it, though the pouting scowl on her face betrayed her blissful thoughts.
"It…it is a sacrifice…a sacrifice to keep all worlds safe from his evil…" Emi muttered to herself, heart beating in her chest. "And it is one that…I will willingly face…<3"
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Emi had anticipated the reaction she would get from Maou when she burst into his apartment, loudly declaring that she had decided that the two of them were to be wed, purely in order to return her powers and ensure the survival of her world, of course! She had expected derision, laughter, groaning, any number of negative reactions and sour expressions to appear on the face of the Demon King.
She had not expected him to be embarrassed, to blush, to actually smile at the thought of it. No, this was not in her plans at all.
It was not a particularly unwelcome discovery though. In fact, though you would never hear this from Emi herself, some might tell you she burst into tears when Maou actually agreed to the deal, seemed incredibly delighted about it himself even! But since there were only the two of them there, rumours of Emi's sobbing can remain only rumours.
Things moved quickly from that point. They would have to, Emi would have it no other way. Emi had seen images of fancy, expensive fineries and accessories, but none of it interested her. She would tell Maou that simply marrying him was the most important part of this, without the extra details. She would then stammer, go red as a tomato, and declare that it was getting her powers back specifically that mattered. It was a wonder if she really believed these comments fooled anyone anymore, or if saying them just helped calm her own nerves and beating heart.
But the dress mattered. That VERY much mattered. Something clicked in Emi that the more beautiful and white the dress, the more powerful the holy magic within it. Maou had tried to explan that, beautiful as they are, wedding dresses don't actually contain any magic in them, but Emi didn't care, hand waving his words away by saying he was just trying to ensure she doesn't become even more powerful than him through the use of the illustrious and almighty wedding dress! She didn't let Maou see which one she had picked out until the ceremony itself, following the tradition, or "rituals" that she was so very fixated on.
Maou, for his part, seemed fairly relaxed and accepting of the entire thing. Urushihara was sure that he would be running for the hills by now, while Ashiya wondered if it was some elaborate ruse on his part. Maou just waved their concerns away, saying he was quite happy to keep living as a human for now and that undertaking human customs. Their confusion didn't stop them from coming along to the wedding itself, and seeing how comfortable and happy Maou was with the entire thing did seem to set their minds at ease. Especially when they saw Emi in her beautiful, flowing dress walking down the aisle. For everyone in attendance, it all just seemed completely natural for these two idiot lovebirds to come this far, even if the two of them had never anticipated it before.
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"You look absolutely angelic," Maou chuckled as the two returned to their room following a long and busy ceremony, "Which, you know, might not be as much of a compliment when it's said to someone who IS part-angel, but I hope you know what I mean." "I've more than gotten used to seeing the meaning behind your clumsy words, Maou." sighed Emi, smiling at her new husband with shimmering eyes. "When I first saw this dress, I knew it was the perfect one. I can practically feel the holy energy welling up inside me!" Maou grinned and raised an eyebrow. "I dunno, making the Demon King himself your husband probably impacts your holy energy a little. I can't say I understand how all of it is meant to work, but it's probably in the rules somewhere." Their usual banter was somewhat more flirty than usual, which was to be expected considering they were now husband and wife, but the prodding jabs and sarcastic remarks were still there. Emi might have looked like the perfect picture of a bride, but that didn't stop her rolling her eyes and tsking at her husband.
Emi huffed dismissively. "Hmph. Even your malicious dark energy won't impact the power of his dress, this moment. In fact, I think it's far more likely that you'll succumb to my holy powers now that you've…you've got an angelic hero as your w-wife." Even just saying the word "wife" made Emi's face break into a grin, unable to hold back her feelings. "Reaaaaaally?" Maou chuckled, enjoying the look on Emi's blushing face. "Alright then, if you insist. Buuuuut, the ritual hasn't been finished yet, has it?" He reached forward and grabbed Emi into a tight embrace, causing the blushing bride to gasp and blink in surprise. "Frankly, I don't think I can wait another moment seeing you looking this insanely gorgeous." He wrapped his arms around Emi and dragged her forward, lifting her chin up to softly kiss her. Emi sighed blissfully and melted into the lingering kiss, her heart fluttering at how surprisingly gentle a demon could be!
Emi looked down as they broke the kiss with a blush and tried to hide her goofy grin. "T-typical perverted demon…w-with your overwhelming lusts and dark thoughts…you've probably been thinking nothing but lewd fantasies and thoughts for hours now…I-I guess I can understand that though…you fit your own suit surprisingly well, I wouldn't even think you were the spawn of evil at a glance!" This was as close as a genuine compliment Maou was likely to get from Emi, but it was more than enough to make him grin. "Aww, you're such a charmer! Now then…we've had our wedding, you're in your dress…there's only thing left to do, isn't there?" Emi pressed her hands against Maou and leaned her head against him. "Stupid pervert. My stupid pervert.💗 " As she whispered these words, Emi sank down to her knees, the beautiful bride in white moving her hands to unbuckle Maou's pants and get to the lewd, messy, sinful ritual that she and Maou had gotten so very addicted to.💕
"Mmmmm…." Emi let out a deep, sultry moan as she slowly, teasingly dragged Maou's pants down, the thick length of his fat, veiny demon-dick pouring out in waves as she sniffed and sighed, the fragrant musk of wife-breeding cock dancing in her mind. "Honestly, you pervy demon…you're more beast than human, I'm surprised you didn't push me down and breed your wife in front of everyone at the wedding!💗 " Maou smirked at Emi's lewd talk, reaching a hand down to stroke her beautifully tied back hair. "Well, didn't want to make any of the guests too jealous, you know? Not everyone has a wife as stunning and sexy as you." Emi tsked at Maou's smooth talk. "I swear, flirts like that just don't suit you…doesn't mean you can stop, though." Finally, the monstrous length of angel-ruining cock-meat came out, the fat length dangling and twitching as it began to quickly thicken under Emi's wide-eyed gaze.
Part of Emi's innocent heart wondered if the brutal slab of dick had gotten even BIGGER just by virtue of the well-hung Demon King becoming her husband. Perhaps it was all part of the ritual, that loving husband's get even THICKER, FATTER, JUICIER COCKS all so their lovely wives get to experience even more pleasure when they're pushed down on the bed and used as a willing spunk-dump.💞 Maou's brutal length, whether it was as large and intimidating as it had been before, still tickled Emi's nose and caused her to gulp down drool from the meaty, musky smell that came off it. Clearly, an unexpected perk of Maou being stuck wearing such stuffy, presentable suit pants all day meant that Emi could enjoy an even more amazing scent than usual when they came off…n-not that she ENJOYED the smell of Maou's fat cock! Honestly, what sort of angel starts drooling over the cock-scent of the Demon King?!
"W-well…that same Demon King is my husband now, so I suppose it's all fine…if I enjoy it a little…" Emi mumbled to herself, before leaning in to offer the second kiss of her married life to Maou…only this time it was to the leaking, throbbing, fist-sized head of his burly, eager cock! The lingering kiss soon turned into a tongue-swirling suckjob as Emi stuffed as much meat as she could into her tight mouth, her full rosy-red lips leaving lewd kiss-marks all over as it explored the amazing husband-cock that bucked powerfully in her mouth. The taste of cock-sweat and pre-cum filled her throat, and she sucked and slurped it down like the ideal little angel-wife she was. Whether it was through her intense research, her growing skills as a lover, or simply through her own innate perversions, Emi knew that the best way to make Maou feel good was to purse her lips, hollow her cheeks, and slobber ALL over the throat-stuffing cock-length making itself comfy inside her slutty mouth!💕
The wifey throat-fuck had Maou's knees shaking and his eyes rolling in seconds! For all the strength the Demon King held in his slender form, he was powerless against the overwhelming pleasure of Emi's facefuck. Her pillowy, juicy lips slipped back and forth along Maou's fat cock, tenderly massaging and tasting every little bit of it like it was the sweetest ambrosia. Emi herself was overwhelmed by how hot and horny her body was getting merely from slobbering on Maou's cock. Her heart beat, her head spun, and her soft, plump pussy leaked delicious syrupy juices like a broken dam. She squeezed her softs tits and stuck a hand under her flawless dress to eagerly play with her needy pussy. The angelic image of a newly-wed bride was being tainted by the slutty display that Emi put on for Maou, masturbating from the sheer pleasure of feeling his hard cock push further and further into her tight, slick throat-fuckhole! If this ritual truly did offer holy powers, it was fairly likely Emi's whoreish appearance would ruin the magic!
"MMMPPPPPH-GRRRRRRRLK-MPFFFFFFGGGGGHHHH-LLRLRLRLRLRL-GRKRKRKRK-SLRRRRRHHHHHKPPPPP-MMMFFFGGGGG 💗💕💕" The noises coming from Emi's mouth made the Demon King himself blush, her lips pursed and drooling as she savoured every last droplet of cock-sweat and ball-juice. "Mmmmfffp…I swear, this cock…this fucking cock…ever since you claimed my virginity, not a day has gone without me dreaming about it…*SNIFF* *SNIFF*…oggh…💞💕…you wicked beast, attempting to corrupt a hero and lead her down the path of sin with this…THIS IMPLEMENT OF RAW PLEASURE…💗💕" Her hand, wet with pussy juice, reached up to grip the base of Maou's cock and offer a sloppy girl-cum handjob, pumping backwards and forward at a fast pace to force even more delicious cock nectar out of Maou's dick. She leaned her head back so Maou's cockhead popped out from between her lips, and her red tongue licked and swirled around, lapping up each drop. "G-God damn, Emi…" Maou murmured, amazed by the beautiful sluttiness of his wife. Emi pouted and glowered. "Don't say that, Maou. It's not very holy, is it?" She punctuated her absurd statement with a wet, sloppy kiss on Maou's cocktip, leaving a clear kiss-mark to show where she had been, and exactly what she had been doing, to her stunned husband.
Dragging herself away from Maou's cock, managing to resist the powerful urge to keep swallowing and sucking on it like a devoted slut-wife, Emi moved herself over to the bed taking up so much space in their room. Large, perfectly prepared, soft and malleable. Oh yes, Emi could conduct some truly SCANDELOUS rituals on a bed like this.💗 Dressed in her stunning white dress, she sat on the bed and fluttered her eyelashes at Maou, drawing him in like the angelic temptress she had become. Maou quickly disrobed, throwing his white shirt off and preparing to remove the beautiful dress from his beloved…but she put a finger to his lips and shook her head.
"You're keeping it on?" He asked her curiously. She nodded with a smile. "Obviously. It's the ultimate holy technique! Can you even imagine it? An angelic hero getting pregnant on the very day of her wedding while still wearing her dress? Hee hee hee…it'll be enough to make their God come down and personally congratulate me!" Maou scratched his head with a confused smile, but the idea did appeal to him. Emi looked more beautiful than he had ever seen her in this dress, and the thought of fucking his pure, angelic wife in it…it did make his more demonic nature flare up a bit. "You've got that wicked look in your eyes…💗 " whispered Emi, "Come on then, my stupid, darling demon…make me yours once and for all, if you think you can.💕 "
With a grin spreading across his face, Maou moved up to the bed and gripped Emi's hips, dragging the white-clad wifey backwards so her legs dangled off the edge, perfectly placed to wrap around the hips of her beloved whenever she wanted. His strong fingers held her tightly, possessively, as one of his hands moved to grip his fat, spit-soaked cock and rub the steaming length against Emi's juicy pussy. The two bit their lips with arousal as they both watched the lewd cock-massage, Emi's body tingling and shivering as Maou's brutal cock-shaft teasingly stroked and rubbed her. As he pushed the jizz-leaking cockhead against his wife's plump pussy lips, she was damn near ready to cum right there and then. So when the twisted Demon King PLUNGED HIMSELF FORWARD MERCILESSLY, STUFFING HIS ARM-LENGTH, ANGEL-TAMING, WIFE-SEEKING MEAT-ROD DEEP INTO EMI'S SYRUPY-SWEET, ULTRA-TIGHT, DEMON-LOVING FUCK-HOLE…well…naturally, Emi felt her body surrendering to the most powerful, core-shaking, mind-melting orgasm of her lifetime. 💕
"HIIIIII----EEEE-----💗💕OOGGGGGGHHHHHHH💕💞----M-MAOOOOOOU!! 💕💞💗D-DARLIIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGGGGG!!" Emi let out a lustful cry as Maou plunged deeper into her, holding tightly to her shivering, slender body as his huge shaft pushed further and further, the tight and sensitive folds of Emi's pussy feeling even more amazing than usual! Maou grit his teeth and let out a strained moan himself, starting to wonder if there really was something to this mumbo-jumbo Emi was always going on about just from feeling how unbearable AMAZING it felt to be inside her. As he kept going, Emi's hands instinctively reached down to his, and Maou moved his grip from holding Emi's hips to holding her hands, their fingers intertwining as Emi practically dragged Maou deeper into her!
Inch by inch by mind-melting inch. Once Maou and Emi felt the feeling of glorious fullness that meant Maou had reached as far as his monstrous cock could go, the journey to pull it back out began, with each feeling of bliss and pleasure amplified all the more. From there, the real wedding night began.💞 Hands clenched together, the two newly-weds started a brutal pounding session, a lewd slapping of hips that was loud and strong enough to make the room shake! Maou brutally SLAMMED himself backwards and forwards, dragging his hard cock along the soft and slick folds of Emi's fuck-hole with a drooling fervor, a demonic need to BREED his lovely lady wife and ensure that her taut, slim belly was soon nice and round with his kids. Even if this DID lead to the return of Emi's powers, this moment was more than worth it. Emi was more than worth it.
For her part, Emi was in a truly wild state. Being slammed roughly by her well-hung husband, her hands tightly holding onto his, was leaving her as a drooling wreck, unable to do much but wrap her legs around her husband's waist, hold on for dear life, and of course scream the lewdest, nastiest, sluttiest thoughts that kept spilling into her depraved angelic mind! "FUCK ME HARDER, YOU DEMON BEAST! CORRUPT MY PURE, SACRED WOMB WITH YOUR NASTY, THICK, BUBBLING MONSTER SEED! HIIIIE!! I-I CAN TAKE IT! I WANT TO TAKE IT! I'LL GULP DOWN EVERY FUCKING DROP OF YOUR PUDDING-THICK, WOMB-TAINTING, MAIDEN-STEALING BALL-BATTER, AND THEN I'LL FORCE YOU TO GIVE ME MORE! 💗💕💕OHHGGGGHHH! HIIIIIIEEEEEEEE! M-MY PUSSYYYYYYY! 💕💞W-WHY DOES IT FEEL SO GOOOOOOOD?! I-IT'S EVEN BETTER THAN USUAL! IT'S LIKE MY SLUTTY LITTLE TRAITOR OF A PUSSY KNOWS THAT YOU'RE MY HUSBAND NOW, AND IT WANTS TO GIVE UP AND LET YOU DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH IT, LIKE IT'S YOUR PERSONAL BALL-DRAINING FUCK-TOY! ❤💕💕D-DON'T GIVE UP SO EASILY, YOU WEAKLING PUSSY! W-WE HAVE TO WIN! WE HAVE TO GET KNOCKED THE FUCK UP LIKE A GOOD LITTLE WIFE-ANGEL! I WANT TO BE KNOCKED UP SHOOOOO BAAAAAAD!!💗💗💕"
Maou reacted to Emi's lewd outburst with an animalistic grunt, and his fat seed-bags churned and grew under the teasing, slutty voice of his wife. Determined to fulfil her wishes and 100% knock her up, Maou's obedient cock grew even HARDER and THICKER as the ultra-potent cock-juices bubbled and frothed inside his nuts as they slapped against Emi's thick ass. He pulled backwards and grabbed Emi's waist, flipping her onto her front suddenly. The dazed wife, her tight leg grip on her husband so easily broken, looked behind her shoulder with a gasp and a pout…that swiftly changed into an eye-rolling gasp and a slutty cry as he once more SLAMMED himself forward. Maou's cock plunged even deeper into Emi's needy pussy this time, the new face-down position allowing the Demon King further access into her tight depths.
Maou raised a hand and SPANKED Emi's soft round ass, squeezing and groping her cheeks while furiously pounding away at her, enjoying the fruits of his wife's flawless body with a wild-eyed grin on his face, unable to believe how amazingly lucky he was to have such a beautiful, stunning, SLUTTY wife! Emi arched her back and let out a horny wail, wiggling her pale ass back and forth to entice even further maulings and gropings. "D-DEMON BEAST! YOU ASS-LOVING BRUTE WHO KNOCKS UP INNOCENT ANGELS AND ADDS THEM TO YOUR HAREM! I-I WON'T LET YOU CONQUER THE HEARTS AND PUSSIES OF EVERY COCK-LOVING ANGEL-BITCH WHO SEE'S YOUR FAT COCK BULGE AND DEDICATES THEMSELVES TO BALL-WORSHIP AND COCK-SWALLOWING! 💗💕💞 I'LL BE YOUR JIZZ-DRAINING WIFE-SLUT, AND MAKE SURE NOT A SINGLE DROP OF YOUR THICK, TONGUE-STAINING, THROAT-CLOGGING DEMON-CUM ENDS UP GOING ANYWHERE BUT MY SPUNK-SLURPING MOUTH, OR MY DEMON-SLAYING ASS-PUSSY, OR MY CUM-GUZZLING FUCK-HOLE OF A PUSSY! I-IT'S THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE, BEING YOUR LOVING WIFE, BUT I'LL MAKE IT HAPPILLLLLLLLLY!💗💞💕
Finally expressing the first thoughts she had on even seeing a wedding dress in the first place, Emi's luscious pussy tightened up all the more, gripping around Maou's sturdy dick like a silken vice, rubbing and squeezing in all the best possible ways while ensuring there was no way for Maou to pull out until he had forced an exceedingly massive load of demon cum deep inside her. At this point, completing the "ritual" was all but certain. There was no chance of Maou getting cold feet with such a beautiful woman urging him on. Indeed, her lewd words only spurred Maou on, and his grip got stronger, his thrusts got heavier, and his cock got HARDER. Emi let out a wail as her tight, perfect pussy was spread out all the more by Maou's steel-hard boner, pumping even harder as it reached an inevitable climax.
The very bed that Emi was being brutally fucked on was shaking around as the impact of Maou's thrusts shook the very foundation of the room. If they had kept going for longer, it was possible for the entire bed to go crashing down through the floor…not that it would stop the two from rutting and fucking and moaning like the fuck-addled messes they became for each other. Maou leaned forward, pushing his weight down onto Emi and pressing his face against her neck and shoulder, breathing in her scent as his fat balls throbbed and bulged with the need for release. Emi turned her face towards him and hungrily kissed him, the two making out as the flood of absurdly thick, mega-potent ball-batter began to flood Maou's balls and begin spurting forth out of his cock.
The impact of Maou's climax rocked the two sweat-coated lovers, with Emi letting out a shocked, delighted wail as her womb was assaulted by millions of aggressive wrigglers all looking to make the slender office worker into a round-bellied angel mom. Her toes curled and her legs shook as each brutal, sloppy spurt was stuffed into her hungry pussy, the tight fuck-hole gulping down rope after rope of powerful jizz. Maou felt his head go light as the sheer amount of jizz became too much for Emi's pussy to swallow down, thick rivers of creamy cock-juice spurting mindlessly on her round ass, an explosion of volatile seed spewing endlessly. But in the end, locked in their kiss, Maou and Emi barely even noticed as the rivers of fresh cum started to slow, and Maou's huge load began to subside. Coated in thick clumps of her husband's seed, Emi simply continued to kiss and lick and whisper sweet lewd nothings at Maou as his cock, still firmly stuffed inside her pussy, began to harden and buck once more, preparing itself for a second round. After all, it wouldn't do to go through all this trouble and not make TOTALLY sure the ritual was a complete success, would it?💕
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