The Demon Lord Is An Angel
Chapter 89: *Size Difference*

Chapter 89: *Size Difference*

Kir reeled as Stella grabbed him through the pants. A moment later, her clothes flew out from underneath his line of sight. He was curious about what Stella looked like naked, but a moment later she took control, grabbing his mound hard.

How the Hell was he still so sensitive in a body that was supposed to be his war form?

After playing with him through the cloth, she grabbed it with both hands and ripped it along the seam of his crotch.

"This thing is fucking huge!" Stella said, admiring his wet folds as she teased them with her finger claws. Kir thanked the stars that Stella’s claws were dull, because the sensation of them opening him up, along with her soft fingertips kneading his outer folds, made him shake where he stood.

"Look at you gushing for me, you gigantic slut," Stella giggled. She added her tongue to the mix and suddenly Kir was moaning, a deeper sound than he was used to hearing from himself. "That’s right, moan for me," Stella goaded him.

"Fuck... that tongue..." Kir gasped, resisting the urge to clench himself around her. He needed to relax, otherwise he might crush his familiar with his pussy and he was not into that sort of play.

Stella slurped as she withdrew it to speak, "You like that, huh? Because now it’s got these ridges and bumps that’ll make pussies go wild."

"Keep going," Kir said, reaching beneath himself to place his hand on the back of her head. He barely had to flex his arm to push her deeper inside himself. He barely noticed her draining his mana as she worked her magic, bring him closer and closer... until at last she reached up and tapped his hand.

Kir released her and she came up with a gasp. "I was so close," he said.

"Girl’s gotta breath," she said, "Fuck your clit is huge."

Before Kir could say anything, she dove back in, wrapping her mouth around his clit as she fisted him in the cunt.

The sensation of her arm inside of him, coupled with her increasingly masterful mouth and the bond they shared overwhelmed Kir after mere moments. "Fuck, Stella, I can’t control it... I’m gonna... I’m gonna- AHN!" Kir’s moan of ecstasy became a triumphal roar as pure orgasmic energy pushed the air from his lungs.

He found himself falling forward, pushing down Stella with his crotch as he braced, his knees hitting the ground and sending up a shock that added to the already mounting waves of orgasmic bliss wracking his body.

Without being conscious of it, he pumped his hips, face-fucking Stella as he felt the tip of his clit rubbing the ridged top of her mouth.

It was Stella who spoke first, releasing his clit from her mouth and sliding out from beneath him like the vehicle-sized monstrosity he was. "Fuck, I came so hard from blow-jobbing a clit... Janice can fuck right off when I tell her about you," she giggled, her voice playful.

"You don’t talk a lot about the succubi that trained you," Kir said as he caught his breath.

Stella stood off the ground and came around to his shoulder. "Yeah, well, I was kindof a disappointment," she said. "But fuck them, I feel so much better like this," she rubbed two of her fingers along her pussy. "On your side, big boy. I wanna see what that warform tongue of yours can do."

At first, Kir was a bit confused, wondering if she’d meant his back, but as soon as she placed her foot on his shoulder and pushed - and he complied with it - he felt something hard on his back hit the ground, keeping him from completely rolling onto it. "Stella, do I have spikes on my back?" he asked.

If he had to guess, it was a ridge of bones protecting his spine. He tried feeling his back around his hip but felt only the edge of a leathery plate similar to the scales all over him.

"Yep. Guess you’re shredding the bed if you want your ’partners’ to put you on your back," she smirked, but Kir detected a hint of jealousy.

"After what we’ve been through, you’re my partner too if you want it," Kir said.

"Does that mean we get to have a hot four-way with an angel boy and a beastkin?" her eyes sparkled greedily.

"My partner, not theirs unless they want it," Kir clarified.

"Eh, I’ll take it," she said, stepping forward and grabbing Kir by the hair. "Now put that tongue to use, you warboy slut." She planted her lower lips on his, and he complied.

His tongue was massive compared to the size of her pussy, able to scrape across her mound with its thick, textured ridges. At the edges, cone-like protuberances slipped along her crotch as she shuddered against it.

Adroitly, Kir licked her back and forth, his eyes level with the bottom curve of her tits as she rested them against his forehead.

"Fuck, I need that tongue inside me," Stella said, reaching down and grabbing it. She positioned the tip at the walls of her pussy.

Kir didn’t think it was going to fit, but as he pushed his tongue forward, he saw as the little cones folded inward.

The sweet taste of her pussy juices was like the nectar of the gods.

Kir’s arousal grew as his tongue scraped her insides, causing Stella to cry out and quiver with orgasmic tremors.

The first time she cried out filled him with such lust that he kept tongue-fucking her petals, stacking the shockwaves of her orgasms again and again until she collapsed.

But even then he didn’t stop.

With one hand, he halted her fall.

Her waist was skinny enough that he could wrap his thumb and forefinger around her, touching claw to claw as he held her in one hand, continuing to work his tongue in a steady rhythm as he beheld her bouncing tits. Her erect nipples, which she reached up and squeezed, crying out his name, "Oh Kir! Kir! Kiiiiiiiir!"

Her tail wrapped around his thumb as he kept going and she kept cumming.

He felt like he could do this for hours.

Minutes into her orgasm, Kir had an idea.

Pulling her off his tongue in one swift motion, he stood up and lowered her to his hips, blindly aiming her until at last he felt his clit spread the walls of her gaping, slick pussy.

She held onto her legs as he worked her up and down, masturbating himself with her while she grew incoherent with ecstasy.

"You fucking like that?" he rumbled as he stroked her up and down, his tail whipping back and forth as he worked his hips. It felt so empowering, so validating, to be able to fuck her like this. Kir had never particularly wanted a penis, but he fully intended to enjoy using his clit as one.

"I- Fucking- Love- It!" Stella declared as she was bounced. "Fucking... Destroy me!"

Kir grinned wide, a feral hunger inside him growing from a spark to a fire as he obliged his familiar in her lusts.

Reaching up with his free hand, he pinched her throat with his thumb and forefinger, cutting off the blood flow to her head but not her ability to breathe.

It took only a few moments for her face to flush as she grew light-headed.

Kir held his fingers there, waiting for just the right moment as he felt her pussy start to tighten harder and harder around his clit.

Slowly, and then all at once, Stella’s moans reached the apex as her entire body convulsed, squeezing him so hard that he felt another orgasm wrack his massive frame as she explosively gushed from the massive orgasm he’d built inside her.

She gasped as he released her throat, her body pulsing so violently beneath him that his clit slipped out of her pussy, allowing her nectar to drip onto the stone beneath them as she let go of her legs to let them drape down his palm.

When Kir lifted her enough to see all of her, he felt overwhelmed with a desire to taste the fruit of his labors, and so he brought her forward, licking at her nectar-glazed petals with gentle laps of his massive tongue. He watched as she shivered from the sensation of it, the little cones scraping her inner thighs.

"I’m done... I’m dead... reincarnate me as a fucking angel because I’m in fucking heaven!" Stella declared after a long period of simply panting from sheer exhaustion.

"I’m glad you liked it," Kir said with a confident smirk.

"Fuck, I don’t know what this feeling is... but I think I might be falling in love with you," Stella sighed, unable to even lift herself.

"Let’s wait and see on that. You might feel a bit different when you find that partner," Kir said.

Stella raised her arm with a thumbs up. "Wow, so generous... You said we were partners though."

"I don’t count," Kir chuckled. "You’re my familiar."

"Tell that to my pussy," Stella quipped back. "You really cut loose there... Guess that means you’re definitely a fucking demon. Incubus."

"Was that ever in doubt? I’m starting to think you’re just in it for the sex," Kir said, massaging her just under the breasts with his thumb. "Here, let’s lay down," Kir gently lowered himself, careful to keep Stella out of the way.

"Yeah, well, not just the sex. Not anymore." Stella replied, finally starting to rise. Kir helped her prop herself up with his fingers.

"Remember that favor I asked you?" she looked him in the eyes. "I’m calling it in."