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The Devil May Care

Part 28

For DuskCypher

By Draconicon

It didn't take long before the orcs were starting to use their own powers of Lust to try and entice him, and he could feel it pressing against him, trying to worm through his body and start heating him up. He doubted that they were stupid enough to try and do anything to take over, but Dusk wasn't about to let the orcs set the pace. They were here for him to play with, not the other way around. Hungry as they might have been, they weren't in charge here. He was.

As he felt the orc behind him trying to slide a little bit of sensitivity into his ass for the rimming to be better, or to get him to ooze faster, he reached back and grabbed the tusked male by the head and shoved him deeper. The feeling of those tusks against his ass cheeks wasn't bad, either, something that he rather liked as a feeling of power. He grinned as he felt that tongue go a little deeper into him, feeling the power over another that came from such an act. He gently rubbed the orc's head, encouraging him to keep thrusting that tongue, keep it sliding forward, back, in, out of his hole.

"That's it...just keep getting in there...don't slow down..."

But that didn't mean that he forgot about the orc in front of him. How could he, really, with that mouth working so hard around his cock, feeling those cheeks pursing in, feeling the way that the demon was working him good and hard? The smell of musk was hot in the air, coming off of both the demons in a rush. They were both eager, both needy, both hungry for whatever they could get.

They must have been here, waiting rather than feeding. They'd been at the head of the line, and they didn't want to lose their place by going out to the mortal world and feeding on the others. They wanted him. They wanted the treatment that House Onsen had been promised, and they gave up their right to feed for the day for that.

Well, he better make sure that they found it worth it, then.

He grabbed the one in front of him, holding the orc by the back of the head, and thrust forward. The sudden jolt made the orc gag, the sudden tension around his cock making Dusk growl in lust himself.

"Mmm, you like that, huh?"

He pulled back, just enough to feel that slight gulp as the orc demon tried to swallow and clear his throat, only to slam in again, just as hard as the first time. Pre-cum spurted out, hitting him in the leg, and he smirked.

"Oh, you like it...you like to be used...you like to have someone just fucking your face like it was a cocksleeve, don't you?"

"Mmmph...M-master..."

"Lord."

"Lord Dusk..."

"You want me to use your face?"

"Yes...yes, please," the orc grunted, his mouth opening and his tongue hanging out.

That was all the invitation that Dusk needed.

The cat slammed forward again, using his tail as best he could to keep the other orc in place as he started hammering in. Each thrust buried his dick deep in that orc throat, and he could feel it clamping down around him, almost a gag, but not quite. It was more like a sudden clench, something trying to keep him there, something to keep his cock from sliding away.

A pity that the orc still thought that he could set the pace of the fuck. That was going to need fixing.

Glancing at the bed, he shoved the orc back, making him hit the foot of it. He walked forward, pinned him down, and then lifted one leg for a better thrusting angle. He stood with one foot on the bed, the other on the floor, and the orc pinned between him and the mattress. It was not a good angle for a willing blowjob, but that wasn't what the orc wanted, was it?

He grinned and started fucking that face-hole, using every bit of muscle he had to make it rough, hard, deep. The orc under him gagged and groaned, moaning as his hands went down to his cock. He allowed the little slut to start stroking himself, knowing that the little whore was going to get off pretty quick regardless of whether he jerked to the pleasure or not. Face-fucking was only the start, after all.

Dusk was oozing Lust as well as pre-cum, and the cat knew it. He was forcing it out, making sure that his power overwhelmed theirs, making sure that he marked them as his own little demons. They were going to leave this room with the mark of the devil on them, the mark of Dusk.

In, out, in, out, the other orc struggling to keep up with rimming and tongue-fucking him. It was sporadic, of course, the thrusting speed so fast that he would be amazed if the other orc was able to keep it going.

The soft tongue-work in the blowjob orc's mouth was good, though. Despite being completely overwhelmed, the orc was giving him the best that he could, and that was a major point in his favor. In, out, in, out, but that tongue was constantly working, sliding along the bottom of his cock, teasing it forward and making sure that he never lost out in the pleasure that he craved.

He growled as he forced himself all the way in, his balls resting against the orc's chin, grinding there as he looked down at the dark-skinned slut.

"Is this you, hmm?" He ground forward, rubbing the slut's face over his crotch, watching the nostrils flare as the orc took in his scent. "Is this you? A little blowjob slut? So eager to be taken, so eager to allow his face to be fucked?"

"Mmmph..."

"Is this what you want?"

"Mmm-hmm..."

"Do you want your master's cum?"

"Mmm-hmm!"

"Then work for it...make me feel how much you want it..."

The orc obeyed, moaning around the shaft, and he felt the sudden clenching that he swore only an incubus could do with their throat. Clench, squeeze, swallow. Each little motion milking his cock, holding it there, making it easier for him to feel that pleasure rising. He grinned, rubbing the orc's head...

And then he went back to rutting that mouth.

In, out, in, out, each thrust battering down the resistance and skill that the orc displayed. Each thrust showed the demon who was in charge, who was going to be the one in charge going forward. Each little thrust milked pre-cum from his cock, carrying the power of the devil, the power that Dusk had mastered, the power of all sins down that throat. Each thrust left a bit more of his personal mark on the orc, and soon, it would be complete.

In, out, in, out, in, out, his hips a blur, the orc's tusks grinding into grooves through his fur that were marked with spit and pre-cum, wet and wild down there. He knew that the orc demon had to be drowning in musk at this point, unable to think, not wanting to think. All that mattered was the pleasure and the Lust that Dusk was forcing down his throat. More, more, and more, right up until the moment of -

"MMMPH!"

The sudden clench around his throat gave him the opportunity to let go, and he did. He moaned as he came, shooting his seed right down the orc's throat, feeling it clenching, hearing the splut-splut of seed hitting the floor. One twin was down, and the other still had to go.

He smiled as he felt his orgasm continuing, drawn out by the constant swallowing around his shaft. He slowly pulled back, milking it until just the tip was inside of the orc's mouth. The little slut was swallowing hard, trying to keep up with the flow, but it was almost impossible. Dark cheeks bulged outwards as the orc struggled to swallow it all, and as it finally came to an end, Dusk pulled out to let the last of it splatter on the orc's face.

He panted softly, looking over his shoulder. Throughout that orgasm, the other orc had been working him hard, licking his asshole, digging into it, thrusting away. There was a wet, slimy feeling back there that he found himself surprisingly enjoying, and he chuckled to himself as he patted the orc's head.

"Devoted, aren't you?"

"Mmmph..."

"Enjoying it that much?"

"Yes, Master. Yes, Lord Dusk."

"You want to spend a little more time back there?"

"Yes, master, if you'll let me."

He would have been happier to fuck someone, but considering what he was feeling from the orc twins, he supposed that this wase the better situation. Lust didn't just give him the power to make people cum, after all. It also told him what they wanted, and more, let him influence what they wanted.

The two orcs were oral fanatics, he'd realized, and they both loved the feeling of using their tongues on others. One would use it on the cock, and the other on the ass. Sometimes, they would take their time to give someone a tongue-bath, working over their whole body, but that was a rare occasion, something that they would do with someone that they needed to utterly worship as part of a contract.

Perhaps he'd do that later. He hadn't had something like that before, and a full-body worship sounded like something that he'd enjoy.

But not now.

Instead, he pulled back, allowing the twin that had been face-fucked almost to oblivion to pant and shiver from all that he'd gone through. He pulled back, feeling that tongue sliding out of his hole, and he groaned at the strange feeling.

"On the bed."

The orc obeyed immediately, getting on the bed and lying on his back. He put his hands by his head, and Dusk realized that the orc had already figured out what he was going to do. Or at least, part of what he was going to do.

He chuckled, shaking his head as he walked along the mattress.

"This is routine for you, isn't it?"

"It's the first time that we've done it for someone important, sir."

"And the first time that you've done it solo?"

"Well...yes. Usually, my brother manages to get someone off before we get to this point."

"And when you haven't?"

"We're still doing it together. Nobody's face-fucked him to orgasm before."

"Well, now you're going to find out how he feels."

"Lord Dusk?"

"I'm going to make you cum from eating my ass..."

The black cat was finding it a pleasant challenge, and he liked the idea of using the various fetishes of the different demons against him. Not in a combat, not in something rough or cruel, but rather to show them that he knew their sin as well as they did, and that he was worth respecting for more than just his ability to satisfy them. He could do what they did, and do it as well, or better.

He moved to straddle the orc's face, slowly lowering his hips. Eventually, he felt those rough fingers on his ass cheeks again, spreading them and giving the dark-skinned, tusked slut access to his hole once more. The feeling of hot breath on a wet opening was pretty hot, and he was starting to see why some of his slaves liked it so much.

He sat down firmly, grinding his ass cheeks back and forth. Almost immediately the orc went back to moaning, arching his back and sticking out his tongue. Lick, lap, lick, lap, while that massive prick stood up, begging for attention.

It was the only real difference between the two orc demons. The one that had been face-fucked had a smaller cock than the one that liked doing the rimming. Kinda silly, in a way, but hot nonetheless. He ground his ass backwards, rubbing the orc's face between his cheeks, putting him down, and that cock throbbed all the harder for it.

Yes, you love being under-ass, don't you? he thought, pouring that feeling down through the Lust that connected him with the orc beneath him. You love the feeling of being under someone's ass, serving their hole, being a dirty little orc that loves nothing more than to use his mouth for someone else's pleasure.

And the more that he thought, the more that he saw that cock throb. The orc's shaft stood up like a desperate little rod, thrusting against the air for pleasure, the veins on the side starting to stand out. The orc's whimpers of need started to come through between his ass cheeks, that wet tongue almost vibrating inside of his pucker. He could feel the raw need rising in the incubus under him, and he pushed it further.

Grinding down, forcing those cheeks apart, he properly sat on the orc's face. Keeping his balance with one hand against the wall behind him, he reached out with one foot, curling his toes around the tip of the orc's cock. Almost immediately, his furry digits were soaked in pre-cum, the slime oozing up between the toes and then running down along his sole.

That's it. You love it, don't you? Love being used, love being handled, love being kept down under someone that's stronger than you. That's what you love, that's what you need. Someone that can keep you under control, someone that can tell what you want before you do. That's what you are. An ass-loving, hole-licking, foot-humping slut.

Squirt. Pre-cum flowed along his foot as he dragged his toes down along the shaft, a teasing stroke rather than a jerking tug. He wanted to keep this going for a bit longer, to see how long the orc beneath him could last. One stroke, two, three.

"Mmmph...mmmph!"

The orc was humping air in short order, his hips bouncing up and down, his fingers clenching at the sheets as his tongue danced and licked along Dusk's hole. Each little lap pulled at his pucker a bit, and each thrust inside made him groan under his breath. The worship was so much better than the brutality of a cock trying to slide in. He'd done it willingly for Lucifer, and he had done it less willingly for Brutus Diel. He did not see himself doing it again anytime soon, not less there was a damn good reason for it.

In, out, in, out that tongue went, giving him the pleasure of worship, the heady submission of domination. He growled under his breath, curling his toes just enough to remind the orc of his claws, and then released them again, letting the little musk-slut hump the air. Whatever domination this orc had was probably being burnt out of him in a hurry, sliding down and falling into that happy mental head-space of being a good little slut for the feline.

That was a beautiful sensation, and one that he hoped to get more often.

As he started to slide his hole across that tongue, using it like one might have used a doormat for one's shoes, he could feel the orc's lust rising. He grinned; he was going to force this one over just like he had done the orc's brother. He growled, riding that tongue, making use of it as he would have done any other tool or sex toy.

"That's it...just take it...enjoy it...enjoy being what you were meant to be..."

The other brother slowly looked over the foot of the bed, his eyes wide. Dusk smirked at him, the cat curling his finger, and the orc hurried up. Wordlessly, he pointed at that throbbing, veiny shaft standing out from between the ass-licker's legs, and the incubus didn't even question it. He went right for it.

It took a single suck, a single lick, and the horny little whore under him started to cum.

"MMMMMPH!"

The loud moan vibrated against his hole, and he moaned himself, giving his cock a good little squeeze. The sensation was surprisingly good, and he kept sliding, grinding, riding that face. He rolled his hips forward, back, forward, back, almost getting off a second time, but he held himself back.

All the while, that cock was a fountain that sprayed either into the other orc's mouth or across the bed. The sheer volume of seed matched what he expected from an incubus, and he chuckled as the flow kept going for almost a minute. When it finally stopped, he lifted himself up, allowing the orc a moment to collect his thoughts.

When the two brothers were able to look at him together, he could see something different in their eyes. They were calmer, less frantic. Oh, their cocks were still hard, and they were obviously still horny, but they had that same feeling that he had gotten from Ornar and from the little spy that he had pulled into the onsen with him. They had been 'cured' of that hunger that had been so debilitating for them.

"Better?" he asked.

"Oh Satan, yes," the cock-sucker said. "I've never...I've never had this feeling before. It's like...it's like I just want things, rather than need them."

"Mmmph...oh..."

The ass-licker was a bit more out of it, unsurprisingly, but that was going to be the case, he imagined. They were both rather hard-used by Hell, and had been rather hard-used by him, too. They'd be a while recovering from it. He smiled at them and patted their heads, letting them lean up and nuzzle against him.

Hmmm...

He had already gotten Ornar Onsen to swear the demons of House Onsen to him, but here was the chance to make it official. With a snap of his fingers, he conjured up more of the collars that he had made for his own slaves, each one with a tag dangling down. One read 'Cock Addict', and the other one said 'Ass Lover'. He held them out.

"Wear them," he said. "Wear them, and show everyone who you belong to."

The orcs looked at the collars, then at him, and nodded. They pulled them on even as they blushed, a feat that he would have considered all but impossible for Lust demons before that moment.

Even so, he smiled. It was a good accomplishment, he had to admit, and something that he felt rather proud of in that moment.

As the orcs got used to the feeling of the collars around their necks, Dusk helped them to their feet, leading them towards the door. He had more that he needed to get done, and they were going to be in the way if they hung around.

"Head on out, and get back to whatever it was you were doing. I'll take the rabbit next."

"Yes, Master."

"Thank you, Master."

The orcs walked through, and as they slid through the doorway, they were subject to the passage of real time again. They went from moving at his speed to almost not moving at all, standing in the way of the rest of the line.

Dusk shook his head. He hadn't thought about that, but it was easy enough to fix. He stepped through the door after them, let them pass, and then pulled the rabbit through.

The rabbit in question, a bit of a shorter demon at slightly over five and a half feet tall, was someone that he could loom over. Even with the longer ears, he was quite small compared to the black cat, and it made him feel all the more powerful in the moment. He smiled as he recognized the wide-hipped, muscular demon, as well.

"You and Seraph were doing that little 'saucing' show, weren't you?"

"Heh, I should have known someone was watching."

"Well, it was worth watching. What kind of thing do you have in mind for me, then, little rabbit?"

"Well, I could dance for you."

"I don't think that we'll need that."

"Then, how about we see how long it takes for you to make your 'sauce,' hmm?"

"I wouldn't say no to that."

With a wave of his hand, Dusk got rid of the slime that had coated the bed, banishing the remains of Lust to a different space. He imagined that someone on the mortal side of the Hellspire would have a lot of explaining to do with the mess that had suddenly appeared, but that wasn't his business.

He laid down on the newly clean sheets, allowing his cock to pop up and let itself be seen. He spread his legs just enough to give the rabbit room to lay between his legs, those long ears flopping down.

"Mmm, you have a mighty shaft, Lord Dusk," the rabbit said, laying his hands on it and giving it a kiss at the tip. "I'm privileged to have the chance to touch it."

"Yes, you are, but you can thank your House master for that."

"Lord Onsen is kind."

"And he knows what you need."

Those soft hands stroked his cock slowly, giving it a gentle, teasing grip that he hadn't had from the others. Every other demon had been more than willing to get right down to business, wanting to get him up and hard and ready to cum as fast as possible. The others had wanted him up their asses and down their throats, dominating them, using them. This rabbit was something different.

Instead of pushing him to be a humping machine, the demon was slowly working his cock with his hands, slowly dragging him to the point where he was oozing pre-cum before he started working him with tongue and lips. It was a slow edge, he realized, almost an art-form as the rabbit started working his cock with both hands, teasing it, bringing it to the fullness of pleasure before slowly guiding him back down in a way that didn't lose pleasure, just prolonged that feeling of stiffness.

It had been a long time since he had felt his cock this throbbing hard, but in less than ten minutes, the rabbit had pushed him to a point where, if he hadn't been subsumed in the sin of Lust, he might have been begging to blow his load. Instead, he felt an appreciation for the rabbit's skill, and a rather hefty appreciation for how hard his cock was.

Feeling that stiffness, that fullness, that bloody rigidity in his cock was something that he had heretofore assumed would only come from someone that was utterly irresistible, something that couldn't be faked without either magic or true lust. This was something that proved that thought wrong. Even with his own experiences, he was groaning, slowly rolling his hips into the rabbit's talented hands, feeling his pre-cum flowing like some sort of decorative fountain in a centerpiece of a meal.

"Mmmph...I'm starting to see how Seraph made such a mess."

"Well, your cock outclasses his, oh Lord."

"It better. I might end up being your ruler."

"I hope you will, oh Lord Dusk. I think that your meaty scepter will rule all better than anyone else."

Flattery, again, but flattery that he was willing enough to accept. He groaned as he felt the rabbit start to lick right under the head of his cock, finding those sensitive spots that got him oozing all the more. It was like he was being truly worshiped again.

But there was something more to it than that. Like he had felt from the orcs, he could feel a need in this rabbit, a sense of pleasure that came from being able to worship and control a cock like this. The rabbit demon was getting off on the idea of having the chance to play with a cock and keep it dribbling, to see something so hot last for so long.

It was an odd sense of power-bottom voyeurism, creating your own show through service and making it last as long as possible. He imagined that the rabbit could have kept this going for hours with mortals, but Dusk didn't have that sort of time, much as he might have enjoyed having this sort of play another time. He had very seldom felt such stiffness before, and the idea of having someone that would regularly get his cock to this point, even if it was just as a fluffer so that he could use it on someone else, spoke to him in a big way.

However, even with time stopped outside of the room, he didn't want to take hours and hours, or even days, with the rabbit. That was just wasting what he could be doing here, and he could feel some of the strain starting to build. The passage of time was...well, it was pulling at him. If it was too sleepy to run forward in the world outside, it felt like it was making up for that in the bedroom, hyper-active and needy.

As the rabbit leaned in, giving his tip a gentle kiss before going back to a perpetual handjob, running his fingers from the head down and then bringing his other hand up to keep the feeling of perpetual penetration going, Dusk cleared his throat. The rabbit looked up, and the black cat put on an affected bored face.

"Is that the best you can do?" he teased.

"Oh, you want more?"

"I think that if Seraph got to sauce the meat, I should get to sauce the cook."

"Mmm, you think that you can cover me?"

"I think that you can find out."

"Well, if you want something better than this...Let me show you how we rabbits fuck..."

The rabbit demon pulled his hands back, sliding forward and sitting on Dusk's hips. The fluffy cottontail of the rabbit demon rubbed against the head of his cock, tickling it for a moment before the demon shifted his position. Lifted hips, ever so slightly, and then the feeling of a warm pucker against the head of his cock. He felt a little more sensitive, he realized, and he imagined that was because of the rather extensive edging experience that the rabbit had put him through already.

And then, the rabbit demon sat down.

It was a slow, milking pull of a sitting, dragging his dick in less by gravity and pressure and more by the sheer experience of the rabbit's inner walls. That muscular hole slowly pulled him in, dragging his cock further and further past the rim and into the depths of that hot pucker. Dusk groaned under his breath, feeling the sheer pleasure that came from sliding into someone being combined with the obvious experience that the rabbit had.

It didn't take long for that fluffy butt to come all the way down to his balls, rubbing against him, cottontail flicking against his balls ever so slightly. The demon chuckled.

"How's that?"

"Heh...a good start."

"A good start? Mmm, most men would be cumming right now."

"I'm not most men."

"No, you're not. All the better for us, Lord Dusk."

"Ride me," he commanded.

"Mmmm, as you command."

And with that, the rabbit started bouncing. A bouncing bunny was always great for someone that liked getting some tail, but this was something special. The feeling of that rippling pucker, that milking, tugging feeling that had covered his cock all the way down? That never stopped, and in fact, it got all the stronger as the bunny bounced up, down, up, down, slapping his ass against Dusk's cock again and again.

The black cat had to sink himself further into Lust to hold out against the milking pleasure, knowing that the rabbit was trying to see if he could overwhelm him. The rabbit was used to being in charge, ruling from the bottom, keeping the other person on edge until he was done and bored. It was a lovely little trait for the rabbit, and one that he planned to take advantage of multiple times.

That didn't mean that he planned to allow the rabbit to do that to him, or believe that he was among those that could be ruled.

So, after the first minute of pleasurable bouncing, Dusk reached out, grabbing those wider hips. The rabbit paused for a moment, blinking.

"What -"

"My turn."

And with that, Dusk pulled. Hard. The rabbit gasped at the sudden, harsher penetration, his dick standing up and throbbing, and Dusk didn't let it stop there. He took full control, sinking his claws into those fuzzy hips, pulling that big butt down against his cock again and again, making sure that the rabbit was getting the full pleasure of being fucked.

And it was a jackhammer fuck if ever there was one. In, out, in, out, up, down, up, down. He could feel the rabbit's dick slapping against his stomach and then flipping up to smack against the demon's own belly, that meaty thing helpless against the ass-hammering that Dusk had started. Up, down, up, down, forcing his cock deep, feeling those inner walls spasming out of control as the rabbit gasped for breath. The demon's head lolled back, his body starting to go limp.

But that was fine. Dusk had control.

He gritted his teeth, having to hold tight to his own self-control to keep from blowing too soon. The connection between him and the rabbit demanded that he take it further, that he push the little slut right off his little pedestal. He wanted to just take him, break him, but that wasn't the point this time. He needed to take it just far enough to leave his mark, but not too far, not far enough to make the rabbit lose this special skill.

In, out, in, out.

Up, down, up, down.

And then...in.

The rabbit moaned, arching his back as he came from the last slow thrust, the deep pressure forcing him over the edge. He clenched down on Dusk's cock, and the rippling tightness nearly pulled the black cat over the edge a second time. Dusk clenched his teeth against it, holding tight even as the rabbit whimpered and muttered under his breath.

"Cum for me, cum for me, cum for me, cum for me," he whispered.

Through it all, Dusk could feel the little tendrils of Lust that were trying to pull him over the edge, trying to overwhelm his own self-control. He had to fight for a few seconds, keeping it from going further than that, but he managed it, and as the seconds ticked by, the urge to blow his load so indiscriminately faded. Soon, he could control himself again.

The black cat gently pushed the rabbit off his cock, and the bunny demon immediately moaned, his asshole gaping, his eyes rolled back.

"Unholy...fuck..." the rabbit panted.

"Did you enjoy that?"

"So...much..."

"You'll earn my seed later. Perhaps, if you're good, I'll allow you to milk it out for everyone else to see and feed on, when this is all done."

"I'd like...ah...ah...I'd like that..."

The rabbit was obviously tired, but he would be back to normal soon enough. Dusk could feel the same shift for the lapine demon as he could from the orcs, and he knew that this one would feel better than ever in short order. He smiled, offering the rabbit the same collar that he had offered the twins. Just as before, it was taken up, the tag reading 'Milker'.

"Go on," he muttered, nodding to the door. "I'll come for the next one in a moment."

"You sure? They're kind of in the way."

"They'll be out of the way by the time that you get through the door."

"Alright. If you say so."

"And."

"Yes?"

"You did good."

The rabbit smiled brighter than ever at that slight praise, getting to his feet and swaying towards the door. It was clear that he was trying to push for another round, but Dusk didn't take the bait. Powerful as he was, he knew that he was going to need to pace himself to get through four of these guys. If he didn't, then he'd leave someone disappointed, and he didn't want to see if satisfaction could be canceled out by disappointment.

The End

Summary: Dusk continues the fucking of House Onsen, and begins making his way through some of the employee demons.

Tags: M/M, M/M/M, threesome, orc, cat, rabbit, edging, oral, blowjob, facefucking, orgasm, cum, face-fucking, rimming, facesitting, face sitting, face-sitting, foot fetish, incest, brothers, twins, anal, collar, slave,