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Boredom Begets Sin (LustfulSins&MelonPan)

Ziriel nodded up at the tall demon towering over him, he couldn't speak with the huge cock in his mouth so he just nodded. Arvos had a delicious cock. He sucked and swallowed, swirling his tongue around the swollen head in his mouth.

He looked up for a moment when he felt the hold in his hair tighten, moaning again. As he was pulled down the length of Arvos' cock, he did his best to swallow every inch, opening his throat. But despite his best efforts he gagged before the onyx demon pulled back. He was panting a little, a flush spreading across his cheeks. He knew he could do better.

Straightening his back and stealing himself Ziriel pushed himself forward, supressing his urge to gag and he shoved his own mouth further down Arvos' massive cock. The muscles in his throat flexed around the shaft that slid in, his eyes shutting tight. Soon enough he gave a final push until his nose bumped against Arvos' pelvis.
 
Ziriel nodded up at the tall demon towering over him, he couldn't speak with the huge cock in his mouth so he just nodded. Arvos had a delicious cock. He sucked and swallowed, swirling his tongue around the swollen head in his mouth.

He looked up for a moment when he felt the hold in his hair tighten, moaning again. As he was pulled down the length of Arvos' cock, he did his best to swallow every inch, opening his throat. But despite his best efforts he gagged before the onyx demon pulled back. He was panting a little, a flush spreading across his cheeks. He knew he could do better.

Straightening his back and stealing himself Ziriel pushed himself forward, supressing his urge to gag and he shoved his own mouth further down Arvos' massive cock. The muscles in his throat flexed around the shaft that slid in, his eyes shutting tight. Soon enough he gave a final push until his nose bumped against Arvos' pelvis.
 
Arvos groans as Ziriel strives to prove he can swallow all ten inches. The sight of his cock sinking into the small demon's mouth is hot. This little demon is certainly stubborn. Arvos can see his neck bulging out where his cock is in his throat. No way can the boy breathe around that. But Arvos makes no move to pull him up. He doesn't hold him down either, but he does roll his hips grinding his cock in Ziriel's throat.

"Such a good boy. That's right, swallow my cock." Arvos' left hand strokes the front of Ziriel's throat, triggering a reflex swallow. He groans, then smirks. How long can the boy hold his breath? "Don't pass out, now. We've only just begun."
 
More than once before others had doubted the little violet demon's skills and just how much he could handle. So he often prided himself on proving them wrong. He kept eye contact as Arvos pressed his hips forward, grinding his dick further down the little demon's throat. Ziriel moved his hands to grip Arvos' hips, steadying himself as held in place, his throat flexing around the shaft inside it.

When the large hand came to wrap around his throat Ziriel's eyes rolled in his head as Arvos' cock pulsed in his throat. Ziriel's own dick throbbed in his shorts as Arvos' words spurred him on, he was rock hard and oozing pre-cum. As Arvos stroked his throat he was forced to swallow around the thick cock, his body starting to tremble as the lack of oxygen began to creep up on him. Soon enough he pulled back, an echoing pop sounding in the room as his mouth came off Arvos' cock. The eager demon gasped hard and panted a few time, spit clinging to his lip. "Fuck my face," he moaned before he put his mouth back on the the other demon's cock.
 
Arvos laughs quietly at Ziriel's enthusiasm. Grip still tight in the boy's hair, the onyx demon does just what Ziriel asks. Using his grip to control the motion of the boy's head, Arvos bucks his hips, sinking his cock into Ziriel's throat. There's no pause this time, as he begins thrusting steadily.

Arvos' hand in Ziriel's hair drags the purple demon's head forward each time he thrusts. The motion and pace are likely to make Ziriel struggle to keep up, but Arvos doesn't really give him a choice. Above the boy, the onyx demon is groaning, enjoying both the sight and sensation of his cock sliding so deep in the smaller demon's throat. His left hand rests on the side of Ziriel's neck, thumb on the front, so he can feel his cock bulging out the boy's throat.
 
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Ziriel lost it as Arvos started thrusting into his mouth, fucking his throat. He couldn't moan or breathe, the only sound coming from him was the slick gluck gluck gluck sound the huge cock made as it plunged his throat. His eyes were shut tight as Arvos held his head and neck, drool coating the black cock and dribbling down his chin.

His hand that had steadied himself on Arvos hips fell away, not wanting to get in the big demons way at all. As he started to get lightheaded the little demon gagged and shuddered, giving in completely to having his mouth used.
 
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Arvos is definitely enjoying the wet warmth of Ziriel's mouth, and tightness of his throat. Despite not hearing any moans from the boy, the sight of Ziriel just giving in to Arvos' control is hot. The onyx demon growls his approval, pace picking up speed.

Arvos' cock throbs; he's so close to his first climax. His thumb rubs the front of Ziriel's neck, triggering his swallow reflex again. Then, when the boy's throat tightens with he swallow, Arvos drags his head forward until the boy's lips meet the rooy of his cock, nose pressed to his abdomen. Arvos holds his head down, hips grinding his cock deeper into the boy's throat. As he does, hot seed spills forth, forcing the purple demon to swallow or choke.
 
If he could, Ziriel would be moaning, he loved when someone properly grabbed his head and fucked his throat. As Arvos started to thrust faster into his throat tears began to stream down his cheeks, but he showed no signs of wanting Arvos to slow down or stop. In fact the horny little demon slipped a hand between his own thighs to stroke his cock through his black shorts.

His eyes fluttered open up, glancing up at the onyx demon, his face streaked with his running eyeliner. When Arvos stroked his neck forcing him to swallow again, Ziriel's eyes rolled back in his head. He was barely aware of what was happening when Arvos shoved his cock right to the hilt. The demon grabbed his head and rutted into his mouth as he unloaded into Ziriel. He obediently held still, swallowing as he was expected to. Finally he started to struggle a little, his vision starting to waiver and blur from lack of oxygen, one hand coming to up to press against Arvos' hip.
 
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Though the tears and running eyeliner make a mess of Ziriel's face, Arvos is smirking. How lucky he is to have stumbled upon a partner he doesn't necessarily have to be careful with. And the fact that the purple demon is palming his own groin is an obvious tell that the boy enjoys being used like this.

When Ziriel starts to struggle and presses a hand to Arvos' hip, the onyx demon relents. He doesn't release Ziriel's hair, instead using it to pull the boy's head backwards. Arvos licks his lips as he watches Ziriel gasp and cough. "You are going to be so much fun."
 
As Arvos pulled his head back, Ziriel gasped, his chest heaving as he could finally breathe again. Looking dazed, the little demon haphazardly wiped his chin with the back of his hand. Blinking a few times, the focus came back to his eyes. He could feel the sting on his scalp as Arvos kept a firm hold on his hair.

"Mmph, now that's how you skullfuck someone," the little demon muttered with a sigh. His eyes lit up as Arvos praised him, his hand still moving between his own legs. "Having fun with your new toy?" he asked, his head rolling back against Arvos' hand.
 
Arvos licks his own lips, grinning. Ziriel is the perfect prize, a partner unafraid of a little struggle. The onyx demon tilts his head, then tugs Ziriel's hair before releasing him. "So much fun. But I think we can make it even more so."

Arvos bucks up, them kneels and pulls a chest out from under the bed. He flips it open to reveal a wide array of various toys and restraints, of various sizes. The onyx demon selects a pair of white leather handcuffs lined with white fur. "See anything you want to play with?"
 
When the larger demon let go of his hair, Ziriel gave his head a shake, clearing his mind so he could focus a little better. When Arvos kneeled down and pulled out a trunk of toys, Ziriel's eyes lit up. He glanced at the pair of handcuffs and whimpered. He loved being tied up. "I do like those cuff," he purred, but then something in the box caught his eye. Reaching down, delicate violet fingers snatched up a riding crop.

"Now this I really like," he said, holding it out to his partner for the evening. "I love the sting of a crop or paddle on my ass."
 
Seeing Ziriel select the crop makes Arvos laugh. It also gives him more ideas. Taking the crop, the onyx demon stands up. "You're a bit of a masochist, aren't you?" Arvos taps the crop lightly against Ziriel's cheek, then trails it down his body. "Mm, how much do you want me to toy with you before I fuck you? Or do you prefer I indulge in your body and use this to encourage you?"

Arvos tap the crop on Ziriel's thigh, then again a bit harder. He hasn't cuffed the boy yet, as he's waiting for an answer to decide whether to cuff his hands in front of him, or behind him.
 
"Mhmm," Ziriel nodded, tilting his head as the leather tip of the crop tapped against his cheek. "I like a bit of pain with my pleasure." His eyes followed the crop trailing down his body.

He had to focus for a moment on Arvos' question. "I want it all, toy with me an indulge yourself," he said, his thighs falling open as the crop snapped lightly against his leg. He loved feeling a crop whipping against the insides of his thighs. "Do what you want with me."
 
Arvos smirks when Ziriel spreads his legs. He snaps the crop against his thigh again, a little higher up. Then he sets it down beside the boy. Leaning over him, Arvos pulls the purple demon's arms behind his back, cuffing them there. Grabbing a second set of cuffs, these ones with a longer connecting chain, Arvos links the boy's biceps too. This way, he won't be able to bring his arms over his head or under himself to get his hands in front.

Next, Arvos digs to the bottom of the chest for his favorite gag to use on his partners. It's a cock gag, designed like a dildo attached to the inside of a flat leather square. The silicone cock is six inches, designed to fill the wearer's mouth while still allowing them to breathe easily. The onyx demon doesn't wait. Gripping Ziriel's jaw, he presses his thumb into his mouth, then firmly under his tongue until his mouth opens. Then the cock gag is pushed in, straps secured tight behind his head. Now, it just looks like there's a square of leather covering Ziriel's mouth. "There we go. I'll still be able to hear you moan, but I'll get the pleasure of hearing it muffled. Don't worry, I'll take it out when I fuck you, so I can hear you scream."
 
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Ziriel let out a small moan as the crop snapped against his bare thigh again. He watched with curiosity as Arvos set down the crop and grabbed his arms. He purred as his wrists were taken and handcuffed behind him. His eyes lit up as Arvos went the extra mile and put a second restraint on his biceps. "You know what you're doing," he observed as he shifted, testing the bonds that held his arms behind him. He was a very flexible and it wouldn't have been any trouble for him to slip his arms around to the front.

When Arvos pulled a cock gag out of the toy chest Ziriel squirmed, eyes going wide. He reflexively pull back when Arvos moved to grab his jaw, but it didn't do him much good. Arvos caught him and forced his thumb into the violet demon's mouth, pulling it open to shove the six inch dildo gag into his mouth. Ziriel swallowed around the intrusion, his tongue pressing against it as it was strapped behind his head. He had never had such a large gag strapped into his mouth before, is made him moan and his cock twitched in his shorts. He nodded as Arvos explained how things were going to go. He could help the small shiver that ran through him.
 
Even though the cock gag doesn't go as far into Ziriel's throat as his own cock had, Arvos can still see the shape of it at the top curve of Ziriel's throat when he swallows. Perfect, gagged, bound and eager to obey. The reflexive withdrawal when Arvos had pulled out the cock gag may have been surprise, or nervousness. Either way, the onyx demon fully intends to show the purple demon a good, long, time.

Arvos pushes Ziriel's chest, laying him back on his bound arms. His fingers hook in the smaller demon's shorts, deftly pulling them down, along with his footwear. With Ziriel laid back like this, feet still on the floor, Arvos picks up the crop again, using the end to push the boy's legs wide. Then he brings it down with a snap on his inner left thigh.
 
The cock gag that filled his mouth was a far different feeling than Arvos' long, thick cock, which at least moved. The gag was a constant, firm pressure in his mouth, it had no give as it pushed against the back of his throat. A thin trail of drool dripped from his lower lip from behind the patch of leather.

Ziriel lay back as Arvos pushed him down onto the bed and lifted his hips as his shorts were pulled down on off along with his white boots. Under his shorts was a black thong that had a precious, little white bow at the center of their waistband. The little thong barely held his seven and a half inch cock as it twitched, rock hard.

The little demon's eyes followed the pitch black hand as it picked up the crop again. He couldn't help squirming, but he still obediently opened his legs. When the crop came down on the inside of his thigh the little demon moaned around the gag in his mouth, his eyes flashing with excitement.
 
Arvos smirks, dragging the end of the crop down Ziriel's leg to his knee. Then, with another snap, the flat of the crop strikes the purple demon's right inner thigh. Again, the same action is repeated. Alternating legs, changing the strike location by half an inch each time. The way Ziriel's legs twitch, and the moan he gives with each snap, make Arvos' cock throb in his leather pants.

"Such a good boy. Your violet skin will so pretty with darker purple marks." Each strike of the crop is just hard enough to sting, but repeated strikes is slowly creating light bruising. Arvos drags the crop up, running it directly over the tiny thong and Ziriel's erection. Then he snaps it down at the top of the boy's thigh, right next to his groin.
 
He whimpered softly around the gag as the tip of the crop trailed down his leg. He inhaled sharply as Arvos whipped him again and then again. It was such a delicious sting, his violet pinkening under the repeated slaps. His eyes fluttered shut as he moaned, his thighs twitching with each snap of the crop.

His eyes blinked open when Arvos called him a good boy and mentioned bruises. He groaned as Arvos whacked at his thigh repeatedly with the crop until a bruise started to bloom on his skin. But he still kept his legs spread apart, not once pulling away from the crop or closing them against the sting. When the crop dragged over his shaft, his cock twitched, pre-cum oozing into his panties. He moaned loud, jumping as he was suddenly slapped again. "Mmph!" He spread his legs wider, drawing his legs up, bending his knees.
 
Arvos shivers in delight at the sight before him; small purple demon bound and spread, skin starting to bruise. Of course, after they've had their fun, the onyx demon will look after the boy. But for now, he's going to toy with him as he pleases.

Arvos smirks when Ziriel pulls his legs up, still spread. The crop trails along the boy's skin, back to the inside of his thigh. "Here?" Snap. "Here?" Snap, closer to his ass cheek. "Perhaps I should flip you over and give your ass some attention?" Snap. Again, closer to Ziriel's ass, but on the other thigh.
 
The petite demon loved having Arvos' eyes on him, raking over his slender but toned body. The bonds on his arms pulled the mesh shirt he wore tight across his chest, his legs shook as he held them open and anticipated the next slap of the crop on his skin. He whined as Arvos teased him, but he moaned and arched his back as he was struck again and again, over and over, the crop bearing his firm, round ass.

When the taller demon suggested flipping him over, the violet demon nodded, eagerly. He was a bit of a masochistic, deep down. He jumped again as the crop snapped on his other thigh. His skin burned, bright red marks and small bruises smattering his skin.
 
"So eager." Arvos grips the back of Ziriel's left knee,helping to flip him over. However, he knocks the boy's knees off the bed, so he's hung over the edge. He taps the crop lightly against Ziriel's lower back, trailing the crop down. Over his ass, further down, to just above the back of his knee.

"Let's decorate your skin, shall we?" Arvos swings the crop, snapping it hard against the back of Ziriel's thigh. Again, and again, alternating legs. Left, then right. Working his way up the small demon's thighs. Until he reaches Ziriel's ass, where he pauses to give the boy a break. The crop drags across Ziriel's skin, not slapping, just reminding the boy it's still there.
 
Zoriel winked up at Arvos as the big demon called him eager. He wiggled his hips tauntingly before his knee was grabbed and he was flipped over with a sound that would have been a joyful little squeal if his mouth hadn't been so full.

He made a surprised grunt when his legs were pulled down so he was hanging over the edge. He pressed his toes against the floor pushing ass high up in the air as his face was pressed into the bed. He was almost shaking with anticipation for the first strike on his ass, looking back over his shoulder as he felt the crop stroke over his bare skin. The black thong framed his plump asscheek perfectly. He groaned and rolled his hips, grinding his cock against the bed.

He moaned loudly as Arvos whipped him with the crop again on his thigh, starting to slap each one, back and forth, working his way up. Ziriel squirmed and whined, loving the sting, his legs shaking. He inhaled deeply when Arvos stopped. He looked over his shoulder at the onyx demon. There were no tears in his eyes yet, but Ziriel's cheeks were flushed.
 
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Arvos chuckles, tilting his head. "Someone's enjoying himself a little too much." The onyx demon taps the crop against the soft flesh of Ziriel's ass. It's almost as if he's luring the boy into a false sense of security. When the strike comes, it's hard and fast. Enough to create a welt.

"So pretty, the way your skin bruises and marks." The next strike is just as hard, just as quick. Another welt on the other cheek. Arvos drags the crop between Ziriel's cheeks, then rapid fires off two strikes on each, alternating. "Even good boys need punishment."
 
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