Part Tres Requested by: @AlexandraPool

Warning: Everything is lemon scented.

-Pumpkin

You screamed as he forcefully pounded himself in your body. Your hands were shackled onto the table and your feet shackled apart to expose your womanhood to him. You could barely move.

You arched your back, curled your toes, and balled your hands into fists as he pounded into you deeper and deeper, fucking you senselessly and breaking you.

Your breasts bounced and the table moved. He fucked you wildly. You can sense that he was full of rage. He craved lust as his stress reliever. Having sex with you for anger.

Drool rolled down your cheeks as he licked your neck. You moaned out loudly and came again for the fourth time.

Suddenly he forced his tongue in your mouth that tickled your throat. You juices dripped out of your womanhood as tears rolled down your cheeks.

You gagged from the kiss as he filled your mouth with the same liquid he's been giving you for the past two months. Black ooze that tasted like human blood with a mix of alcohol. In other words, demon blood.

The black ichor filled your mouth that forced you to swallow it all. The blood of the demon spilled out of your mouth. He thrusted in deeper and released his seeds in you.

He removed his mouth from yours as you gulped the ichor down and coughed. He released you from the table all limp and tired. You couldn't move. You were too tired. Your body ached and the bruises he gave you hurts.

"We'll do this again tomorrow." He carried you bridal style as you panted heavily.

Hell was like this for you everyday. Ever since he brought you down to his fiery burning castle, you had sex with him at least once a day. No rests. It had to be everyday for the past two months. If he says that he's going to do you tomorrow, he will do you tomorrow. Maybe harder and harsher.

He took your sleeping form into the chambers you stayed in with him. You both slept with each other naked as if it was the proper tradition down below.

Sometimes in the morning you can feel his erection poking at your folds that earned you a glare by the time you try to control yourself.

The more you had sex with him, the more you felt different. You suddenly craved for him more, you sometimes crave for others, lust took over you, the weird dreams of being fucked, sometimes you look at yourself at the mirror in the morning and you see your eyes glowing like the king's and when you blink again you see that your eyes were normal, and lastly you had the sudden desire for sex as if you were hungry for it. Every time you eloped with him, you no longer felt hunger. Both physical and mental hunger.

Your eyes closed as he tucked you in the red silk sheets. He laid down beside you and pulled the rest of the sheets of him. His legs intertwined with yours and pulled your closer.

Regina amica mea
Lux rex daemoniorum
Et cecidit de caelo
Talia enim in peccatum
Surge, amica mea,
Mihi vindicta, et servierunt
Et zelus contra peccatum reddetur
Et devoret te, et concupiscentia
Amica mea, surge

He whispered to you and kissed your lips softly. It wasn't rough nor harsh. The familiar touch of his lips made your heart flutter. It felt right. Your heart beat quickened and your body felt light. Your mouth instantly responded back with familiarity.

Finally you fell unconscious as he pulled away from you.

Your mind drifted off to a distant memory before you even became human. The scene felt all familiar as you can feel his warm embrace.

You saw a boy with golden blonde hair, bright sky blue eyes, and a cheerful smile. He looked like the King of Hell, but more innocent looking. His eyes seemed familiar and different. His touch against your body jolted you with nostalgia. It angered you as he ran into the woods.

You can after him and then found yourself at the forbidden tree. Memories suddenly came back to you.

The apple, the snake, his pure white feathered-wings that turned into charcoal black bat wings, the sounds of trumpets, the delicate touches of his soft skin that became rough, him inside you for the first time, and the sudden separation between you for breaking the rules.

The reason why you were now both in hell. The reason why you were both separated. The jealousy of those angels who couldn't share the intimate feelings they had for each other for they believed that they were all brothers and sisters.

You could still remember the pain of your wings being ripped out from your back as he watched you from a far struggling from the grasps of the others.

You fell on earth and became human. He fell in hell and became king.

"Alfred..." You spoke in your sleep as a tear escaped from your eyes.

The demon king who watched you became surprise as more tears started to roll down from your eyes.

"No... No!"

The angels pushed him down a pit of fire as they pushed you off heaven itself. The golden gates closed, the angels glared down at you in disgust as your became smaller and smaller like a meteor.

Miraculously, your soul reincarnated into the child in you that you would've soon bear, abandoned in the woods. Some farmers brought you to their village and you were raised there to protect you village from demons.

You started crying in your sleep.

"Shhhh..." He pulled you closer and kissed the top of your head as you sobbed into his chest.

You unconsciously dug into his chest as you cried. The memories came back. It hurts you. It stung your heart. The mark he created ached harder as you remember everything. How he taught you how to fly. The time he showed you around heaven. When you came up to heaven. When you died. Your fate. The punishment. The bittersweet taste of paradise. The sweet taste of the apple and temptation.

"Alfred!" You jolted up awake and stared down at the king.

Everything was all clear now. The king was Alfred. He is Alfred. He has never left you. He haunted you, hunter you, and came to to you.

He licked the tears away from your eyes and whispered sweet things in your ear as you engulfed him in an embrace.

"Alfred." You cried. "It is you."

"I did say that we'll meet again." He chuckled. "(Y/n)..."

He pulled you away and stared into your eyes. They glowed softly like his. You opened your mouth and he saw a few fangs. Your breasts were a bit larger than before. Your skin was softer. Your body was the ideal by many men. There was a tail behind you. It was his, but yours.

Suddenly you became hungry. He got the message.

"W-What happened?" You asked as your body felt weird to you. "Al, why..."

Lust dusted your mind. The hunger for sexual attention in you grew like wildfire. You gulped trying to control yourself. Trying to control your body from the indecent touches you wanted to do to him.

"Don't fight it." His words dripped like molasses. "This is you. The new you."

"What am I now?" You asked as you whipped your tail sideways.

"The Queen of Hell and the Seducer of Man." He spoke as he hovered above you.

You looked at him as he stared at you back. This was you now. The new queen of hell and the seducer. A demon of lust and desire.

"My seducer." He whispered in your ear huskily as he licked the shell.

He lifted your chin and kissed you softly. The taste and touch of nostalgia engulfed you. He deepened the kiss. You were love drunk. The alcohol that satisfied your hunger. He caressed your curves and massaged your inner thigh.

You fought for dominance in his mouth. You used your tail to wrap it around his cock and squeezed it.

He bit your lip and licked the blood off. You grew excited as his tail traced above your folds. You were able to gain dominance and pin him down on the bed. You massaged his body and pressed your breasts against his chest.

"Alfred..." You moaned his name as his tail entered you slowly.

You tightened your grasp around his growing erection and laid on his chest. You heard his heart beat, his ragged breathing, the flow if his blood, the adrenaline pumping in him.

He wrapped his arms around you as your palms rested on his chest.

His tail continued pumping in and out that made you sigh in relief. Your tail massaged the tip of his cock and started to grasp it from the core. You pressed your body closer to his and snuggled against his chest.

"Mmmm... There..." You purred as his tail started to poke at your g-spot.

You gasped softly and clawed his chest chest. Your gripped your tail harder around him as he continued hitting that spot. You sighed as you walls tightened. You both embraced each other tightly as you came. He came on your tail and glided his hand up your side.

He massaged the sides of your breasts as you sat on top of his chest. You breathed and gulped.

His touches were different. It was soft and gentle. More caring and loving. Not like the usual rough and harsh treatment he'd give you before.

A moan came out from your lips as he groped your breasts. He moved to your nipples and palmed them softly. Your eyes were half-closed as you both kept eye contact.

You didn't look away and neither did he. You leaned down and connected your lips against his again and again.

His hands stopped and intertwined his fingers with yours. He flipped your over gentle and continued kissing you.

Both love drunk and reunited. You both couldn't stop this feeling of mirth in your chests. Every kiss was sweet and addictive, his touches were pleasing and playful, his sudden change of attitude in bed made you miss him more even if he was there, the bliss in your eyes reached his.

This was a sin they'd do over and over again, and nobody was there to stop them now.

You wrapped your legs around his waist and wasted no time pushing himself in you.

You winced as he pushed everything in. It felt more different than before. You gripped on his hands tightly and breathed heavily.

"Shh... It's alright." He whispered sweetly. "The pain will pass."

He kissed your tears away as you smiled looking into his luminous blue eyes.

"I love you, Alfred." You spoke weakly.

"I love you more, (Y/n)." He kissed you. "And I'm not letting those damned bastards take you away from me ever again."

His tears fell on your cheek. You kisses his nose and bumped your forehead against his.

He started to move knowing that you were alright.

Your eyes rolled back and closed. You wrapped your legs around his waist tighter and rolled yourself against him. He thrusted in deeper and sighed out. You both held each others hands tighter and moved. You moaned and mewled out words you couldn't even understand. He whispered sweet things to you trying to distract you from the pain.

He let his tongue in your mouth and explored your wet cavern. He continued thrusting until he found that special spot again.

Your muffled moan gave him the signal as he picked up the pace. He continued kissing you as teats came out from your eyes from the pain and pleasure. A knot tied in your abdomen.

Finally with one last thrust, he released his seeds in you that filled you with a warm sensation. You gasped as he broke away from the kiss and removed himself.

He pulled your closer as you snuggled against his chest and closed your eyes. You sighed and smiled.

"I'm never going to let you go." He kissed your hair and comb your locks. "Never."

"Good." You drifted off to sleep with the biggest smile on your face.

Well that's- oh wait. Hold up.

Some months later...

You smiled down at the bundle in your arms as Alfred snuck up behind you.

"He's got your eyes." You chuckled and rubbed your thumb gently against the cheek of your own son.

"More like my horns and your looks." He commented and kissed your neck tickling you.

You giggled and kissed him back.

Your child snuggled against your chest in his sleep. Alfred wrapped his arms around you and placed his head on your shoulder.

You gave him a peck on the cheek. "What shall we name him?"

"Dunno..." He answered. "Hmm... Lucifer?"

"Meh, mainstream much?" You pouted as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Samael?" He suggested.

"Like the angel Samael?" You knitted your eyebrows.

"Well, he did answer my questions about things before things happened." You shook your head at him. "Also he was the nicest angel I've met back them before you came."

"Samael it is then." You rubbed your nose against the baby's and leaned against your lover.

"Now this..." You sighed with a smile. "Now this is heaven."

So I was researching about shit for succubi and how they become one. There wasn't some sort of ritual or spell, which shocked me because I thought succubi are cursed. So I had to make up things. The continuous sex they had was actually how an incubus can impregnate women, but Alfred isn't an incubus and is actually a demon with a pint of angel blood in him. Same goes for the reader who still has some angel blood in the system. So I just made that part up.
The Latin up there are like his wedding vows because, why not. He's the King of Hell so he can get married while he's in bed.

The translation:
My queen, my love
The light of the king of demons
A fallen angel from heaven
For doing such a sin in heaven
Awake my love
Vengeance shall be served
Their jealousy towards our sin shall be paid
Let that lust consume you
Wake up my love

They're wedding vows, I swear. It's also like a memory awakening spell where reader can remember her past life as an angel.

Also I'm not kidding about the Samael part about him being the archangel of somewhere in heaven. Samael is the anti-hero of the post-Talmudic lore where he is an accuser of Satan and at the same time a seducer and destroyer.
In Jewish lore he's the archangel of death.

I love fun facts.

Also I have been dragged back down to Sweet Devil! AU hell.

I mean...

Hot damn America.

Can someone suggests me doujinshis besides Paradise Lost and The Howl of a Fallen Angel because I need my Sweet Devils.
Especially the smutty ones. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Auf Wiedershen for now!

-Pumpkin