The Demon Lord Is An Angel
Chapter 130: *A Place For Fun - Part 1*

Chapter 130: *A Place For Fun - Part 1*

As Kir’s training continued, it was Stella who homed in on the clearing, using her familiar bond.

"There you two are," she said, instantly laying on the snark as she looked around at the destroyed trees. "The fuckin’ was that good, huh?"

"We didn’t-! This was from training!" Kir responded, having barely recovered the energy to be flustered.

"Hush," Amarena said to Stella. "Where are the others?"

"You want me to hush or tell you where the others are?" Stella teased back.

Amarena crossed her arms and smirked, gesturing with her arm. Kir, meanwhile, stood. He was about done with meditating on his wrath... trying to infuse the mana he was already used to compressing with his sense of self.

"Fine," Stella relented, "They’re staying in town, but there’s also some soldiers there. It’ll be easier for the three of us to just camp out."

"Soldiers?" Kir asked. He’d passed through the town with a caravan long ago, and there had been no hint of a particularly martial presence outside of the usual guards.

"Yep. I thought about sticking around, maybe having a little fun with all those burly soldier types... but I like the company here better," she sat, disappearing her wings as she stretched languidly. "Gods know you’ve got plenty of wood," she licked her lips, her eyes flicking over to Amarena."

"Hah!" Amarena barked out a laugh. "So you finally noticed, eh strangeling?"

"Bitch, I noticed the moment I smelled you," Stella stuck her tongue out. "’Course we haven’t had a demon-only night since you watched me roleplaying Kir’s boyfriend." She jerked her thumb in Kir’s direction... then added a few unnecessary pumping motions.

Amarena quirked an eyebrow. "So you saw me," she crossed her arms. "What of it? I could have done a better job than you," she smirked.

Kir facepalmed. "Stella, after letting Rena kick my ass for hours, I’m not exactly at my most patient. Can you get to the point?"

"Letting me? You’ve some nerve lying like that, Heresy-Son." Amarena scoffed. Those punches of yours almost broke my ribs twice."

"What?!" Kir blurted, shocked that she seemed entirely fine after such a claim.

Stella started snapping her fingers rudely. "Hey, lovebirds!"

"We’re not-" Kir started.

"What is a lovebird?" Amarena interrupted.

One chortle later, Stella coughed into her hand. "Ugh, you two are dense. I’m trying to propose we put the night to good use... Especially if you want to go into a dick-measuring contest, Miss Wrath," she smirked at Amarena. "Think you can do better than me..."

"I think we both know where your place is in such a competition," Amarena stood, cracking her neck. "I have never failed to conquer with my sword."

"Oh, but I’ve already conquered Kir with mine-"

"Ladies!" Kir shouted. "Someone please tell me what the fuck is going on? When the hell did you two get so competitive?"

Stella rolled her eyes. "We’ve been at it like this behind your back for over a week. But you’ve been so fucking gloomy about all the killing and dying that it’s no wonder you didn’t notice."

Kir couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

"Stella, I thought we had an understanding. You could have just told me if you wanted to hook up with Rena." He turned, looking at Amarena pointedly.

"I’m just curious if you’re as good as Stella says you are," Amarena shrugged, "And if she’s as good with her mouth as her boasting."

"Oh you have no idea~" Stella teased before looking at Kir. "Whadaya say?"

Kir could feel the lust practically glowing off of Stella, and he had to admit he was pretty pent-up himself. But given everything that happened...

"Two questions:" he stretched a bit, "First: Why now?"

Stella rubbed her jaw as she thought. "Aside from everything else I’ve said... There can be anything for us waiting in Norneau. Especially since we don’t really know what’s been happening since went dungeoneering the wrong way."

"I guess my second question is: Can I at least get a bath first?"

"What’s with you and bathing?" Amarena asked. "Is laying in water that much fun?"

"What do you clean yourselves with in Hell?" Kir asked.

"Magic of course. A belphegian will pull the filth off anybody for free... though they might take some skin with it." Amarena said this as if it were the most natural thing. "Water is for crops to raise armies."

Kir felt slightly guilty over expecting her to say "lava" or "fire." But he did have another concern. "Alright... I’m willing, but didn’t you say that Maledict suggested we..."

"I have grown fond of you, Kir. Fond enough to enjoy your body, if nothing else. So do not worry about my trying to breed you... And do not ask for it."

"There’s more than just the breed-hole," Stella added, "And I know for a fact he likes it in the back, too." She slipped over to the center of the clearing. "So I’ll keep everyone clean," Stella said licking her lips, "And you two can make the bed."

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Half an hour later, they’d finally cleared enough space for the three of them to lay down comfortably on a bed of soft leaves beneath their soon-to-be shared blanket.

Stella got the ball rolling when she stripped herself bare, her inner thighs already dripping from lust as she approached them both.

She teased Amarena with her tail as reached for Kir’s pants, undoing his belt and pulling them down to expose his sex, which she slipped her tongue into before his pants hit the ground. Kir had no shirt to remove, so as he began to ride Stella’s tongue, teasing his own clit against her teeth, he sent his fingers probing into her hair, his other hand sliding down her spine.

Amarena snorted, her eyes flaring competitively as she began to strip.

Kir had never seen her equipment before, but he knew from the way she filled out a pair of pants that she was like him but from the other end of the spectrums of gender and sex.

She let her cock fall on Stella’s back, slapping it on her spine and sending her precum dripping onto Stella in rich, fat drops. She wasn’t even hard, and yet Kir guessed that even flaccid her rod was at least a quarter of a meter in length.

With a not-to-gentle shove, she sent Stella bracing against Kir as she trailed her hardening cock along his familiar’s spine, until she was resting her sack on the back of Stella’s head as she pulled Kir down for a kiss.

A moment later, he felt the heat of her bell between his abs, and then the gentle ribbing and nodules along its dorsal length as his hands moved almost on their own, gathering her precum and sliding it down along her shaft.

Kir’s hands had long since grown rough as a result of all the fighting and traveling he’d, but Amarena showed no discomfort at his calluses as he stroked and stroked.

"Mmm, you are eager to please me..." Amarena purred as she slid down, biting his shoulder hard enough that he felt her teeth on the razor’s edge of piercing him. His moan as he held onto her only seemed to goad her further, and she planted a bite on his neck.

"He’s a momma’s boy," Stella said after a long slurp of Kir’s juices. "The stuff he lets girls do to him-"

"Silence, Stella. My only concern is what we will do to him, so you can watch as I take him." With a shift of her tail, Amarena shoved Stella out from under Kir, reaching down to force his legs to bend as she took him off the ground.

Kir was lifted until he felt the fully-firm head of her cock against his snatch, and it took him a moment to realize she’s put her arms into war form to lift him. "What are you going to-"

Without warning, Amarena dropped Kir onto her rock-hard cock as she thrust her hips into him.

A nova lit every part of Kir’s mind as he felt her length slide home, the bumps and ridges sending rippling shocks into him as she continued to hold him off of the ground. The breath had fled from his body from surprise and the feeling of her reaching deep, deep inside him.

Kir finally gasped out as he caught his breath, "Of fuck... I came just from-"

Amarena grinned evilly as she planted one hand on his throat

On its own, Kir’s tail wrapped its tip around her ankle. He could feel his cunt squeezing her with everything it had.

"I’m not done with you yet." Amarena’s other hand went to his ass as she began to grind her hips. Every bump and ridge of her cock scraped at his insides, hitting almost every one of his spots.

At the same time, her hand on his throat began to constrict, cutting off his blood but not his breath as she began to force him back towards climax.