Beel kissed Jon’s neck and shoulder, nipping and sucking at any skin he could reach. Jon was mewling, the most beautiful and sexy sounds coming from his mouth as Beel pressed in with his tail.
He found that little bundle of nerves and pushed, and Jon panted like he was running a marathon. “Fuck yes, fuck, right there. Oh god, Beel. Please. Please.”
“Does that feel good, love? Demons, you are so fucking sexy. I could come just watching you fall apart in my arms,” Beel moaned.
Beel widened his tail, stretching Jon, and Jon moaned and thrust his hips up, making their dicks rub even more. IfBeel wasn’t careful they’d both come like this, but he wanted inside his perfect human.
Jon seemed to have the same thought, because he murmured, “Want you in me, Beel. Want you to fill me up and come in me. Please. Wanna feel you everywhere,” he whispered.
Beel pulled his tail out, Jon groaning in disappointment, but he angled Jon’s hips up and thrust his cock inside Jon’s hole in the next breath, and they both moaned out in pleasure.
Beel stayed there for a minute, letting Jon get used to the stretch, and Jon opened his eyes. Beel gazed down at him, overcome with emotion.
“I love you,” Beel blurted out. He couldn’t help it; he couldn’t stop himself from saying it, even though he knew it was too soon.
Fuck. He was always so awkward.
But Jon smiled softly, gazing into Beel’s eyes like he was searching. He reached a hand up and pressed it against Beel’s cheek.
“I love you too, Beel. I know it’s crazy, but I know how I feel. I feel like we’re tied together, right here,” Jon whispered, his hand pressing against Beel’s chest and then against his own. “Ifeelyou, Beel. I don’t know if that’s a demon thing or something, but I have never felt this way about anyone else.”
Beel leaned down and kissed Jon, and then he was moving, sliding in and out of Jon, and it felt like the entire universe was theirs. He didn’t know where he ended and Jon began; it was just all skin and warmth and unendurable bliss. They whispered words of love and slowly rocked together, the pleasure building between them.
Then Beel angled just right and hit Jon’s prostate, and Jon made those sexy mewling, panting noises, and Beel couldn’t hold back. Jon’s ass was milking Beel’s cock, and he rocked back onto Beel’s dick, and Beel was so fucking close. He reached his tail forward and wrapped it around Jon’s dick, and Jon gasped, his eyes shooting wide open.
Then Jon was coming on his chest, and Beel’s own orgasmcrashed into him so they were coming together. It was as if they were one being, endlessly wrapped together in bliss as their orgasms went on and on, the pleasure leaving them both breathless and limp. Eventually, Beel fell forward onto Jon, and their lips pressed together. They were barely even kissing; they shared air, simply breathing each other in.
It was perfection.
Beel wanted it to last forever, but they both grew sensitive, and eventually Beel slid out of Jon. He made a little sound of disappointment, but as Beel settled beside him, Jon curled into him, wrapping an arm and a leg around him. Beel grabbed on and wrapped himself around Jon too, humming in happiness.
“I do love you,” Beel whispered.
“I do love you, too,” Jon whispered back.
“You’re amazing, do you know that?” Beel asked.
Jon shyly smiled against his chest. “Give me a half hour and we’ll do amazing all over again,” he flirted.
“Oh, you have a deal, my sexy love,” Beel chuckled, kissing Jon’s head where it rested against his chest. “I will never get enough of you,” he promised.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve you, Beel,” Jon professed.
“Well, I’m no prince from a fairy tale, but at least I have a demon tail to make things interesting,” Beel chuckled.
“Yes, that tail… oh the possibilities. Far better than any fairy tale,” Jon laughed.
They lay there, softly touching, kissing, and just basking in each other. A half hour passed, then another, but it was ok, because they had all the time in the universe now. Beel could feel it. Jon was his. He knew what Az and Gabe shared, and he knew, without a doubt, that he had found his own soulmate.
Chapter
Twenty
DAY 1
It had been time for Jon to open the shop after all their cuddling (luckily today the shop had a slightly later opening time). Jon had an employee who occasionally worked, though, and he’d called her in to open up for him. Beel felt bad, but Jon insisted.
“We get the day together. I want that,” Jon had declared, and Beel wasn’t going to argue.
