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Ak sniffed the air cautiously. It was out of place and the wrong time of year for one thing, and the smell was not the proper one for another. And yet, as he lifted himself over the rim of the crater he called home, there was unmistakably a figure standing at the post the villagers used for their "sacrifices". It was already dark and the moon was behind the figure, but it looked very human, if a bit larger than most who had come before. He shrugged, clambered over the edge of the caldera and made his way; cautiously in case it was a trap; and approached the lone figure.

The smell was all wrong. It had a familiar scent to it, but not one that belonged here. It almost made his hackles rise as it filled his nose. He paused and squinted in the dark. There was movement behind the figure which made him pause. His first impression was a snake, or multiples of them, but he knew better. Those slithering creatures couldn't survive here. It was too cold, for too long.

That could only mean one other thing.

Demonkind.

Still. A lone demon tied up at the stake was now a matter that needed to be investigated. It wasn't often the humans would or could deal with such a creature, and having one as a sacrifice seemed very odd indeed. He moved forward gingerly, still expectant in regards to a potential trap. Humans had tried a few brash things in the past, so he was always on guard when something unanticipated was set before him.

He could see now the sharpness of her eyes, for indeed it was a she. Breast development in males was never that noticeable in humanoid forms, and hers were quite visible. Her horns jutted up above her forehead, and her skin, while now only dark and shadowed, must very likely show the rich red associated with her kind. He had no use for a demoness, nor anyone for that matter, though he still managed to get stuck with them. He was alone at the moment, thanks to yet another who ran away to be lost to the wolves or worse. They never seemed to live long enough to learn that staying with him was their safest bet.

"Demon!"

She looked at him with a smile.

"Yonnerra."

"You know what I am then?'

"But of course I do."

"Do you fear me?"

"Do I look like I fear you?"

"No. But then, I have no truck with demons. I have no truck with my own kind, and only when forced do I mingle with any living beast. How did you end up a prisoner?"

Hands moved forward from behind her as her arms simultaneously slithered out to her sides.

"Prisoner? Oh no. I am here because I wish to be here."

"What?" cried Ak as he stepped back a few steps.

"Does that surprise you? I rather thought with you living way out in the middle of nowhere all alone; well, I thought you might like some company."

"No! I am in the middle of nowhere precisely because I DO NOT WANT TO BE DISTURBED!"

His last words came out as a bellow.

"Oh now... Look at you, all alone," she murmured dulcetly. "I think that you'd just love to have someone around who would be a good conversationalist. And if talk gets boring, I know something else we could do..."

He turned back to her.

"Like what?"

"Couple. Copulate. Breed. Make merry, if you have the capacity."

"Not in your lifetime or mine!" he roared. "Get out of here, you foul thing!"

"I'll do no such thing. Have you any idea how long it took for me to find one of you?"

"If you don't leave I'll be the last one you ever find!" he retorted sourly.

"Oh stop it! I see this as a mutual exchange of services. I need you for a sire, and it's obvious you could use someone to converse with. Your manners are just horrid from living alone."

Ak was done with words. He rushed forward, grabbed her up and with a mighty throw, tossed her a hundred yards from the edge of his crater. She skidded to a halt, bruised and battered, but still defiantly interested in him.

"You may rebuff me all you like. I have extreme patience yonnerra. I will not leave until I have what I came for."

And so began the stalemate.

It lasted for several weeks, during which time Ak remained hidden inside his caldera. The demoness lurked within range of his vision, often cavorting about in an effort to distract him. She was prone to making exaggerated displays, and even lowered herself to rub rocks in her intimate reaches and then heave them into his bastion. She knew his keen sense of smell would notice her scent, and often these rocks came hurtling back over the edge of his crater with an outraged roar.

She would dodge them easily, considering they were blind throws, and then sit on a boulder and laugh.

They often exchanged insults, though over the passing of the days these lessened in severity. I'Leen, for that was her name, was a talented temptress, and she well understood the yonnerra's loneliness better than he did himself. That he had suffered from some tragedy, this she had assumed, but this didn't matter to her. She wasn't here to befriend him. He had what she wanted and one way or another she was going to get it. He simply wasn't making it easy for her.

She wasn't going to make it easy on him either. She had no intention of leaving, not without that which had brought her here. She upped the ante by disrobing, though she had no idea if a nude body really meant anything to him. He was not of the same kind as she was, but sexual identities and displays often translated over a wide range of intelligent species.

He noticed as she cavorted about like an oversized red nymph, failing her arms and scissoring her legs like the immoral vixen that she was. Though she barely saw his eyes as he peered over the edge of the caldera, she knew he was watching. He was if nothing else, curious. That was good. If he had truly been disinterested, he would have hunkered down in his pit and stayed there, out of sight.

All the better that she was having some sway over him.

The battle of wills ended one day when she simply walked up to the gaping hole in the ground, clambered over the edge and stood her ground. He was aware of her presence immediately, and would have been in a rage over this intrusion had he not suddenly realized that if...and once...she was gone, he would go back to being deathly alone. While their conversations had to this point been reduced to childish insults, it had been something. And almost anything was better than nothing.

"Demoness!" he hollered.

"Yonnerra!" she hollered back at him.

"You are persistent," he said in quieter tones

"I am. As I said I would be. Is what I ask so difficult for you to give over?"

"It is not the difficulty of it that bothers me. It is your reasoning."

"Reasoning? I have not told you my reason for wanting a child with you. I would think however that the results of our collusion would be viable, strong and enduring. Is that not enough?"

"What of your own kind?"

She snorted derisively.

"My own kind? I will not discuss them, for they are what have driven me to you. If I could trust my own kind I would have no need for you."

"So you are untrustworthy yourself?"

She paused before answering.

"How do I answer that? If I admit to being untrustworthy, then I am answering truthfully, which would tend to negate my deceitfulness."

The yonnerra smiled.

"I see. You wish to be honest about your nature. You are, by definition, a pathological liar."

If she had not already been red-skinned, her ire at his assessment would have provoked a blush in her cheeks.

"Yes. But I also have needs. I am doing my best to fulfill them. Do you think I would waste my time simply to harass you? I have better things to do with my time."

Ak smiled. He could tell he had gotten under her skin.

"What is your name?"

"I'Leen."

"Is that so? Well I'Leen, I will grant you what you seek. With conditions."

"Conditions?"

"Everyone who joins me lives here under conditions."

"I will not be living with you!"

"But you will. Until such time as you conceive, you will be my guest and I will treat you...as such. My home, my terms. Take them or leave them."

"And once I am with child, I can go?"

Ak smiled maliciously.

"Of course. As if I would bother trying to restrain you."

She paused as she absorbed his words.

"So you're telling me that I have to stay until I get what I want?"

"Yes. Which, under the circumstance is precisely what you want, isn't it?"

"Indeed, which makes me wonder why you would bother mentioning it."

"Yes, why would I?"

"I don't know."

"Really? How odd. You seemed smarter than that."

"I am smart. But I don't see a catch. Your tone implied there's a catch."

"There is. It's nothing that should bother you however. You'll be getting what you want."

I'Leen was suddenly cautious and on guard.

"How could I be missing anything? And yet I sense you are trying to trick me."

"I am being totally honest with you. Perhaps you are simply so treacherous that you can't accept that."

"You make a good point. I can't see anything bad in your rule. So it's agreed."

He turned, trying to hide a smile. He had tricked her, though she wasn't seeing it just yet. It was no bad thing. He was getting something he needed, just as she was.

"Then it is settled. Shall we begin?"

She actually stepped back a few feet.

"Right now? I figured you'd need to work up to that."

"No. I am able to perform the service you require without difficulty."

"Then why all the fuss?"

"Simple. I wasn't interested in you before. Your perseverance in the face of the odds swayed me. It seems to me that you'll do whatever it takes to get what you want."

"I will," she said defiantly.

"Oh good."

He began to glow, and from within the eerie aura his form shrank. When he had dropped to a form closer in size and form to the demoness, he returned to his normal reality and turned to her.

"My terms remember. And since I don't think you really know what you're getting into, I say you get tied to the stake you tried to fool me with."

"Sounds kinky."

"It does, doesn't it?"

She eyes him with open curiosity. She didn't know if he was suddenly being nice or if he had something devious planned. Yonnerra were hard to understand at times. Like demons, they had their own rules and followed them, but they didn't always share those rules with outsiders. She willing allowed her hands to be secured in front of her to the post, and as he surveyed his handiwork, he chuckled.

"Are you ready then?"

"Of course. Time is slipping by. I'm not getting any younger!"

"Indeed."

He began to glow again. This time his former self reappeared, large and in charge. The demoness scowled.

"I thought..."

"You thought what? That I was going to accommodate you in every way? No such luck demoness. You want me, you take me...all of me."

He reared up, exposing a sizable member as suited his present size. I'Leen gazed at it and shuddered. Demons came in numerous shapes and sizes, but never had she seen a tool of this magnitude. And while demons had a reputation for extremes, which was well founded, she suddenly saw where she had bit off more than she could chew.

"You know, I think maybe I might like to have a moment to think this through."

He laughed.

"You've had weeks to think it through. Now is the time for action, don't you agree?"

"Uhm. I don't think that's going to fit...'

"Oh, I'll make it fit. After all, you want a yonnerra for the sire of your offspring. Have you considered the size of your babe once it is fully developed?"

"Uh. No."

"See. These are things you should always consider before going into something like this. As it is, you are bound to me until such time as you conceive. Neither of us can say how long that's going to be."

He moved around to her rear. He knew she was reconsidering her desire, but he assumed that she had invested this much time into getting what she wanted that she wasn't going to back down now. When she saw that he intended to keep his word, she grabbed the post in her hands (despite her bindings) bent over and closed her eyes as tightly shut as she could. Demons knew pain, but she knew that there were things that she had not experienced before. She only hoped she lived through this one.

With no preparatory foreplay, he straddled her much smaller form, lowered his haunches and thrust forward. He was rewarded with a squeal and a warm engulfment around the tip of his member. He dug his claws into the ground and pushed harder. The squeal grew louder as his meat sunk deeper into her. For some reason this excited him. He didn't like to think of himself as being mean-spirited, but the fact that he was causing her pain rather compensated for her undue diligence in sticking around to pester him so relentlessly.

He had a way of getting back at her.

"I say demoness; This is new to me. I'll be very sad, I think, when we are done and you are gone."

I'Leen was sucking in air. It took he a moment to reply.

"I wish I could say the same. I don't think this body was designed to accommodate a log."

The fact was, Ak had reduced his size to something closer to what she could handle, though he did so out of her sight. He wasn't completely cruel, but he also didn't like to be imposed upon. He wasn't going to make this easy on her, but he was sympathetic enough to give her her desire. In good time.

"A log? You damn me with faint praise. I am equipped as are all of my kind."

He shoved it in a little farther. The demoness' eyes rolled back in her head.

"I still say log. But it is a wonderful log I am sure. It's just too bad I'm not a female yonnerra."

"Yes, it is. Oh well, we can't always get what we want, can we?"

"I hope I do. Otherwise I'm not sure this is worth it."

"I guess you will not know for a while."

She opened her eyes at that. She didn't bother trying to turn to look at him. She knew what she would see.

"A while?"

"Well, you have the time it takes until you conceive, then the entire gestation period. I know not the specifics for your kind, but it will take a while. Then of course you will be rearing the child. So I would say it will be years before you know if your...our...tryst was to your benefit."

"Damn you! You think farther into this than I have."

"Oh, I doubt it. But you will have time to think until the time you conceive. I would suggest you think long and hard on it."

"Long and hard? Are you trying to be funny?"

He shoved his rod in the rest of the way, which meant only so far as she could take. Her eyes rolled all the way back in her head.

"No demoness. I am trying to be a good sire. I need to place my seed directly into the fertile ground, so to speak. That means plowing the field as deeply as I can. No?"

She had no words. Well, she had them, but they were stuck in her throat. She was also under the impression that his member was just about in the same spot.

Ak found he enjoyed going through the motions of procreation. He had always maintained a distant relationship with anyone who came to him, or, perhaps he should say, those who were brought to him. They always left his care, despite the warnings, and he never saw them again. Their fear of him was irrational, and because he had pity on them (meaning the humans mostly) he rarely retaliated. But this demoness was different. He had never had someone come to him for a service such as this. It was turning out to be rather delightful. He could endure a distraction such as this for quite a while. It had the potential for allowing him to discard a bit of his anger and rage.

His actions became more spontaneous, overruling his initial deliberateness. The demoness was tied to the post, but that hardly was enough to keep her body in a position for sex. She was putting all her strength into the act, forcing herself to support his greater weight, all the while he was pounding away on her, turning her insides into chowder. It showed her grit and determination, and Ak; though obviously distracted, still had the sense to admire her resolve.

That didn't keep him from getting a little too lustful during this initial encounter. His back lags worked the ground, and from time to time he managed to rake her flesh. Such pain was almost normal for her and she ignored it. They were mere love pats compared to having her insides reamed out. She was holding the post so tightly that afterwards, it was noted that it had the impressions of fingertips pressed into it. Ak didn't notice. He growled and put more effort into venting his anger at her intrusion into his domain.

Her body remained rigid, for the demoness wasn't about to show weakness now. But she wanted to. His rod was all she could handle. And it was amazing that she was managing that. No instrument of torture had yet been devised that was capable of making a demon cry out. Thus her cries, she told herself, were those of unabashed, primal pleasure. She wasn't about to be fooled by her mental declaration, but it somehow made her feel better.

Ak continued to bellow and rage on her, grinding his body into hers with as much compassion as a wolf had for a rabbit. She was his prey and he was going to work her over until she was as subdued as her kind could ever become. He wanted her to know that he was in charge here, and that he would be until such time as she departed. He wasn't about to restrain here. Even now, his forcefulness was only partially out of fury. If she stuck around after he was done with her this night, then she was worthy of carrying his offspring.

Ak worked away on her for a good, long while, testing her tenacity with an eye to the future. He knew nothing about her, and if he had, he might have gone a little easier on her. But if she were to carry a child, especially his child, then she was going to have to be able to tolerate a lot. Humans; now they were generally weak and ineffectual, even those in this godforsaken land. He could almost imagine how this present situation would have worked out with one of them.

He felt a tinge inside, a rise of his bodily fluids that were necessary for giving her what she wanted. He fought down the sensation, making this mating last even longer. A yonnerra was capable of controlling most aspects of their existence, and such a simple thing are inhibiting his seminal fluids was mere child's play.

When he finally did release, he did so in a torrent of cum that literally launched her off of his member. He pulled back as she collapsed onto the ground, her hole spouting gold as his rod blew more onto her back. She lay there panting and heaving in a sticky mess, while he fell back on his haunches and watched her as she clawed weakly at the ground. Neither spoke for a while.

She finally stirred when she felt her bonds being undone. She opened her eyes to look up at him, who was now back to being more akin to her size.

"You know how to show a girl a good time Yonnerra."

"Do I? That's good to know. I have no real experience in this sort of thing," he said somewhat surreptitiously.

"Then I can only expect it to get better?"

He was about to speak when he noticed the long scratches up and down her sides.

"Oh dear. I seem to have gotten carried away. I have marred your skin."

She rolled over and sat up.

"Yes, but it will heal. I'm not sure my insides will ever be the same."

He chuckled.

"Just making sure there is room for my offspring."

I'Leen turned to him.

"Do you really think it will be oversized?"

"I honestly have no idea. This is a first for me."

She slowly rose on wobbly legs.

"As it is for me. You are correct Ak. I think I should have thought this through."

"Experience is often the best teacher. You seem capable of learning. But... I will be more obliging to you in the future."

"Oh, don't go too easy on me. After what I just endured, I think that anything less will be anticlimactic."

She was holding the post to keep from crashing to the ground. Ak snickered.

"I think perhaps I shall for the next few times. Perhaps your body isn't quite as pliant as I thought. Maybe I tore things up and that simply won't do."

"You did no such thing!" she barked at him. "I'll recover."

"Good, good. But in the meantime, I say that it would be wise to rest. We've both had a tiring...enjoyably tiring...time."

"Yes, I could go for a little sleep. But I think I will have to be content with the ground here. My legs will not support me."

Ak laughed.

"Then perhaps we can trade positions."

"Come again?"

"Not just now thank you. But, what I meant was that I have ridden your back, so maybe you could ride mine back to my home. There is a suitable place where you...and I...can rest together."

The demoness reached over to the yonnerra and clung to his shoulders. Once again, the light sprang up inside him, and he enlarged to the point where she was riding him, much as she might have a large horse. He snorted once or twice, then loped off to the pit he called home. It was going to be fun having her around, though eventually he was going to have to relent and give her what she wanted. But seeing as she didn't know about his ability to retain his sperm inside of him, he was going to keep her around for a while. It was nice to have company, and while she might not be the best choice, there were aspects to their relationship that he found to his liking.

Yes, this was going to be better than living alone.

And...

He was truly curious just what sort of offspring the two of them could create. And in the meantime, the process was well worth a break in his otherwise dull routine. Yes, he was going to enjoy his new role immensely.

They ended up curled next to each other that night; what was left of it. Neither was cold in particular, owing to the nature of his home, but there was a sense of companionship that neither of them had felt in a long time. It wasn't a normal relationship, but they each were getting something from the other, and for now that was enough.

With the morning's rays peering down on them at sunup, one might have remarked what an odd sight it was, a large furry form partially wrapped around a smaller, red one; much like a very large blanket. Ak blinked as the light from the glowing orb rising from the horizon flashed across his eyelids. He shifted carefully, aware of the female lying next to him. She was still asleep and no wonder. He almost felt bad for his treatment of her last night, but she had come to him and therefore the onus of what happened rested on her shoulders. He had no interest in her, or rather, he had had no interest in her. Now, he was feeling a bit more generous. Her request of him was far different than any who had come before her, and his brain was working over the possibilities.

The more he thought on the matter the more he felt compassion for her, even if it wasn't akin to what humans claimed to feel. Anyone who came to him for a child must have a very bad life. Not that he considered himself a bad choice, only that like stuck to like and if she couldn't get what she needed from her own people, how bad must that race be? He doubted one child would improve it, but there were instances of odder things transpiring. Why not take a chance on her gamble? He really had nothing to lose by it.

The glow engulfed his body again as he made himself smaller and more...manageable. His decision earlier had been bordering on cruel, and he knew it. She had borne up well under his brutality and from now on, he meant to treat her better.

With his size diminished, I'Leen Shifted as the source of her warmth drew away from her. This volcanic pit in the ground was hardy chilly, but the abrupt change wakened her. She blinked at her surroundings, then moved to sit up. She groaned as her body rebelled at the idea.

"Unholy hell! I've been dragged through the pits eternal and back!"

Ak guffawed.

"Isn't that what you wanted?"

She whipped around, having temporarily forgotten where she was.

"No! But then, I suppose it is. Sacrifices must be made."

He noticed her abrupt change of tone.

"Yes, and maybe this situation doesn't need to be one of them."

Her face lit up as his meaning became clear.

"Why would you be nice to me?"

"Maybe because I was mean and in the end, saw the futility in it."

"You'd make a terrible demon."

"True. isn't that why you came to me?"

"Yes. I wanted something more."

"And now you have it."

She smiled thinly.

"No, not yet. No offense yonnerra, but I don't want you. I want your child."

"Yes. But in the mean time you must be content with having me. It is, after all, the only way of achieving your goal."

"Well, not the only way... There are others of you out there in the world. But I found you and I have no intention of trying to find another."

"Wisely said, if hardly flattering."

She realized that she may have misspoke.

"I meant no disrespect. But I am practical in my need and not overtly overruled by emotion."

"An equally wise statement. You wish to gain something that in the long run, may prove to be greater than our sums combined. But that hardly means we must distance ourselves during this procreation."

I'Leen was still sitting, having found her legs remained weak and wobbly.

"You sound like you're coming on to me?" It was as much a question as it was a statement.

"I am attempting to be nice."

She paused and looked at him.

"You shrunk. I just realized this. You are trying to be nice."

"Yes."

"Huh. You would make a terrible demon. Make me a promise yonnerra. Don't go being too nice. I don't want any reason to feel I owe you."

"Understood."

"Just like that?"

"Just like that. I mean, how long can you possibly be here, correct? We'll never form any bonds with you just wanting to get pregnant and leave."

"Rrrrrright. That's my hope."

"So then, we are seeing eye to eye then. Maybe we should have another round of copulation just to we aren't wasting our time talking. You never know where conversations will lead us."

She stood with a fierce determination.

"I shall relieve myself first. I think a little walk will unkink the muscles that are still complaining about the abuse they were forced to undergo."

"As you wish. I will be here when you return."

And of course, he was.

In fact, he was in the most undignified pose imaginable. He was on his back like a submissive wolf cub. I'Leen stopped and stared at him, pursing her lips to keep from laughing. For such a formidable creature, he had managed to make himself look as harmless as a puppy. It was hard to imagine him as the hulking beast who had nearly decimated her body the night before. Then she noticed his erection and smiled, this time for a different reason.

That was something she could easily manage. In fact, his position was one that would put her in charge of the motions. Maybe that was what he was offering?

Yonnerra...Ak? Are you offering me the choice of being on top?"

He licked his lips.

"If you like. I rather thought that mixing this up over your stay might prove...enlightening."

"You are full of surprises."

"And you will be full of me."

The demoness shook her head for it was difficult to grasp that this was the same being who had seemingly tried to ram his tool so far up her hole as to have it come out her mouth. She knew her anatomy better than that, but it was still an apt description. His cock had been formidable for any beast, much less a demoness like herself. But she had survived. Now matters were looking up.

"I was full of you. I just drained some of it out. So, there's going to be room for some fresh fluids."

"Well then, why are we dallying in talk when we could be engaged in something more satisfying,"

"Yes, why are we?" she said as she clambered onto his belly. Her aches and pains seem to have largely evaporated at this new offer of sex.

She slid down and over his cock until she was straddling it, but not actually penetrated by it. She reached down and stroked it gently, reveling in the heat that was coming off of it. Ak groaned as her fingers played over it, rubbing across the tip where it was the most sensitive.

"Oh ho big guy! There is more to you than mere rape?"

"You'll just have to find out," he said somewhat breathlessly.

"You had better believe I will. But I think turn about it fair play."

He suddenly grew worried that in this vulnerable position, she was about to do something nasty back to him in retaliation. It was retaliation, but hardly nasty. She leaned down and eased herself into a position on her stomach, wiggling down until her mouth was over the head of his rod. Her mouth was pushed to its limit, as had other parts of her, but she slipped over the end and gave it a suck. Ak's head came up off the ground and slammed back again as she expertly worked the nerve endings to a heightened state.

The yonnerra had never even considered such a thing. Oral sex was not in his vocabulary. But he was quickly mentally writing a definition for it.

The demoness had plenty of experience trying to satisfy males. Most of them were nasty and jaded. Having someone who really seemed to enjoy her methods was as fresh as the morning dew. She licked the tip, sending shivers down his spines. She could feel the wave as it traveled along his body. And that made her horny. Yesterday evening had been all work. Today looked like it was going to be all play. She liked the sound of that.

She played with him for a good long time; all the while the sun rose higher and higher in the sky. However, she was careful not to take him too far. His sperm was going to do no good if she simply guzzled it down. It had a far higher purpose and she meant to have it go where it was meant to be.

To this end she pulled off of him, eliciting a groan of disappointment, and slipped her body forward and impaled herself upon his cock. He groaned again, only for the opposite reason. He had failed to take in the nuances of the act before. She was showing him that there could be so much more to it. And he was all too ready to be consumed by a greed for more.

For her part, the demoness was mildly surprised that her body had returned to normal, whatever that condition was. She had assumed that the night before would have stretched her out to the point of no return, but somehow her body had resumed its prior state. His much smaller cock was a delight to have inside, and she could readily feel the heat of his body coming through it, like a shaft of hot metal. She reveled in the feel of it, and for a moment, just lay there enjoying it.

But being motionless was hardly the means of getting him to cum. She pushed down against him until she was filled with him, and it was a far more pleasant feeling than previously. This time it was as it should be, with his cock being of a proper size to be considered gratifying. She rode him hard; maybe not as hard as he had ridden her, but it suited her tastes for the moment. Demoness or not, she wasn't a complete sadist. There was always something to be said for the gentler sides of life. Besides, it was a side of it she rarely saw and was unlikely to ever see again. This was the time to take advantage of it.

She rode him like the humans rode horses, only perhaps not the same way. Then again, who knew of such things. What the humans did with their horses was their business. She laughed to herself at her humor. No, this was far better than a bumpy ride on a dumb animal. This was as good as it got and she was going to hate the day when she was with child. But all good things came to an end.

But she was just beginning.

Ak lay as still as he could. Everything she was doing came as a surprise to him. He had little knowledge of the demons and their ways, so finding out one could have this much passion was a pleasing bit of wonderment. He had assumed they were all dull and egocentric. What she was doing (to a degree) was to make him feel the distinctive physical feelings associated with mating. He had been unaware that there was more to it than just coupling two bodies into one.

He liked this revelation

He liked the way she thrust her hips; the way she moved her legs, the way her hands worked over his thick fur. His ears listened to every gasp and moan she uttered, and he caught fragments of those he emitted from time to time. He found the experience to be very nearly too much for him. Already he was feeling a twinge of regret and possibly a touch of depression. He was kind-hearted for the most part, but he was already devising a way to extend her stay even more. He was missing her just thinking about the day she was going to leave. He quietly sighed and focused on the here and now. Memories were going to be all he was going to be left with, and there was little point in not making the best of the present situation.

So he did just that.

The demoness got lost in the ecstasy of her plight, though plight was hardly the right word. She had entered onto this arrangement thinking she knew what she was getting into and now she understood she had no idea what she was doing. Well, she understood some of it. This creature was far more amazing then the tales described, and she found the ever increasing urge to learn more about him.

And he was thinking the same.

But as was said, this was the here and now. All other matters could wait.

I'Leen picked up speed, determined to have him blow before she herself orgasmed. She held it together as she clamped down muscles that should have been stretched beyond recovery. Ak felt her body tighten up and did his best to hold back, wishing her to go first. And so they remained locked in a battle of wills, neither knowing the mind of the other.

It was Ak who finally lost control. With a bellow and a roar of pure unadulterated lust, he spilled forth into her with a force equal to the night before. The demoness felt him stiffen as his body responded and with a pent-up sigh of relief, she allowed herself to go as well. There was so much heat in the pit that day that clear over at the human village there were remarks made about the amount of steam rising from the region of the caldera. Or so they say. You know how rumors start.

Ak was jerking his haunches as I'Leen clung to him and rode him out. She slowly lost control of her vocal cords, allowing a thin cry of unrestrainable passion to escape her lips. Her red skin grew even more ruddy as her blood reached a temperature matching his. With sweat pouring off like rain during a thunderstorm, she clenched and shook until she found herself in a personal nirvana. As she fell against him, she trembled with exultation even as he did.

As their passion was met and gratified, the two fell asleep yet again, the rays of light now slanting down from the opposite direction. And thus had passed a goodly portion of the day. There would be many to follow it. And they wisely took each one as it came, finding contentment in their respective roles, and never once trying the patience of the other. Their ultimate tale continued, but that story is for another telling.