“I do not wish you to be at odds with your family over me. I do not wish to cause discord,” Az insisted.
Gabe smiled. “Silly demon. You don’t understand that I would do anything for you. A little discord is a small price to pay.”
Az still fretted. “You love your family. I would not see you suffer. I love you, Gabe, and I would not see you in pain.”
Gabe sighed. “I know, Az. Michael stepped over a line, though, and he needed to know that. I love you, and I am angry because of what he would have done to you. But Az, he also would have done thatto me. I am angry at him for you, but also forme. He hurt me. If it makes you feel better, though, we’ll be back to normal before long.”
Az understood, but still he placed his hand on Gabe’s face. “I would not see you unhappy.”
“I know you wouldn’t,” Gabe smiled. “Sometimes, though, those we love hurt us and make us unhappy, and there is nothing you can do to help that other than support me, which I know you always will. Sometimes families fight and get mad and hurt one another, even if they don’t mean to. It doesn’t mean we love each other any less.
“We chose life, Az, and sometimes there is hurt and pain in life. Sometimes people let you down. But sometimes they surprise you in wonderful ways. That is what we will both deal with for the next few decades.” Gabe stopped, searching Az’s eyes. “Do you regret the choice?”
Az pulled Gabe to him for a quick, firm kiss. “Never. I do not regret it. It is simply hard for me to see you sad. You are right, though, sometimes life has sadness. Tell me what you need, and I will always give it to you.”
Gabe smirked then. “Well, if you’ll give me anything, I feel like maybe we ought to consummate our soulmatehood. Or whatever we want to call it,” he laughed.
Az smiled. This, he knew. He might be out of his depth when it came to family, and fighting, and angst. Despite being a demon, he had little experience with discord. He made people lustful; he fulfilled desires. Nothing would please him more than to fulfill all the desires of his soulmate, as Gabe had termed them. Az rather liked the name.
“Whatever you want, I will give you,” he whispered, pulling Gabe onto his lap to straddle him so they were face to face. “Always, my love. Always. You need only ask.”
Gabe smirked, running his hands down Az’s chest until he got to his hard cock. He lightly stroked it over Az’s pants, giving it a slight squeeze that made Az groan. Oh, the things this human could do to him. He had always been the one giving pleasure, but Gabe made him feel such pleasure in return.
Gabe’s face grew serious then. “I want to feel how much you’re a part of me, Az. I need to feel that.”
“Do you want to fuck me?” whispered Az. “Slide your hard dick into my hole and make us one?”
Gabe smiled a little, stroking Az more tightly, making Az moan again in pleasure. He then looked down, almost shyly.
“Tell me what you want. I would give you anything. No request is outside my realm, Gabe. Never feel shy with me,” Az reassured him.
“I usually top, which you probably could… sense, or whatever, but a few times in the past… well…” Gabe sort of trailed off.
Understanding came to Az, and his hard on surged at the thought, a tiny wet spot of precum forming on his pants as he groaned.
“Do you want me to fuck you, my love? Do you want to feel me deep inside you, rubbing against your channel, hitting your pleasure spot? Feel me sliding in and out, our bodies connected, the pleasure overwhelming you?” Az murmured, reaching forward to press his hand to Gabe’s chest, gently rubbing against his nipple, which was already hard with arousal.
Gabe nodded, but he was still looking down.
“What else, my love. Tell me. It gives me pleasure to know your fantasies,” Az reassured him.
Gabe moaned as Az gave his nipple a slight squeeze.
“Do you… in your demonic form, are your wings and horns and tail… sensitive? Do they bring you pleasure?” Gabe asked softly.
“They do,” Az replied. “They are erogenous areas for demons. Would you like me in my demonic form?” Az gently flicked his nipple again, making him moan. He was so hard at the thought of fucking Gabe in his true form, of sharing that with his human. “Does it give you pleasure to think of me fucking you, my wings surrounding us, while you grab onto my horns and squeeze, bringing us both such pleasure?”
Gabe moaned, squeezing Az harder.
The transformation was easy; it hardly required a thought, and his wings, horns, and tail came into this state of existence. It wasn’t uncomfortable to be in human form, but he supposed getting into his demonic form was the equivalent of a human taking off their work clothes after a long day and slipping into the comfiest pajamas. It was welcoming, and comforting, and Az gave a sigh of contentment in letting his form free.
Gabe, however, gasped in pleasure at seeing Az’s form, and it only turned him on even more. His human was so perfect for him, so loving of every part of him.
Az was leaning in to kiss Gabe again when a rather grumpy croaking interrupted him. Gabe startled back, looking over at Beel, his face turning red. Az just laughed. “Yes, Beel, we did move you out here so you wouldn’t get a show, and no, I suppose it isn’t fair for you to watch us having sex when you can’t be having sex of your own,” Az chuckled.
Gabe stopped then, looking back at Az. “Wait, does Mr. Frog want a Mr. or Mrs. Frog to keep him company?” he asked.
Beel ribbitted fiercely, something about demons not copulating with Earth frogs, but Az merely chuckled, ignoring him, as he wrapped his wings around them. With a thought, he whisked them into Gabe’s bedroom, leaving Beel, and their clothes, behind.
