"W-what...?" Onyx's voice trembled in her throat. Her body almost... ached with need, with desire for luxurious attention. She squirmed on the bed, the soft duvet not providing a single hint of relaxation to her naked, chocolate skinned, spread wide body: Her fire within burned... and blazed up even more at hearing itself being refused. "What do you mean by that...?!"

"I spoke perfectly clear, Oni~". In front of her, the palace of muscle she knew as her lover stood. His scarred skin gleamed in the red atmospheric lighting of the room, which made his arm almost disappear. His body, rough, enormous and strong, posed like a perfect sculpture in front of Onyx's hungry eyes... and in front of him, it stood: a massive, girthy, pulsing pillar of flesh, the goliath sized monster of a cock that hung from Philip's crotch... which also was Onyx's favorite thing to go into her. The size... stars, the size was so huge that she could only describe sex with Philip as "Giving birth multiple times, but with total overwhelming pleasure instead of pain". The perfect huge cock on the perfect huge man. For Onyx, anyway, and she wouldn't have had it any other way.

... That is... she expected to receive it. It was how she was. Dominant, lustful... and bratty. Very, bratty. And the very "teddy bear-esque" attitude that Philip had to most things enabled her to freely express even that part of her... that is... until it was time for bedroom business and he decided to not be the power bottom she usually knew him to be. It was in these moments that she was almost painfully reminded that her man was indeed... a switch.

"C-come on, Phil... don't joke..."

"I'm not joking, Bella mia~" The language switch... stars that always made her insides shiver... and coupled with his voice, deep and smooth like a 1 kilogram tub of Nutella spread on a toasted bun... even if the only buns Onyx wanted spread right now were the ones at the top of her smooth legs. "I told you my condition. You want it... say Please~..."

He smirked, seeing her literally in cold sweat, her eyes widened and focused on each and every inch of his body. She was surely calling him every single insult her sultry mouth could muster in her mind... he knew that... but in that moment, it only made him feel glorified and excited... After all, it wasn't as if he didn't want to stuff her like a holiday turkey. But if it was simple sex... it wouldn't have been as fun, or as meaningful. And meaning was of the utmost importance to both him and her.

Onyx gulped... her body even shook, needier than a houseplant that hadn't had their daily dosage of sun, soil, and water. She whimpered and moaned, hoping to entice him to just give in to her... the only result was to make his massive cock twitch and throb harder than before, reversing her attack onto herself. She could swear that she was hearing it... pulsing with life like a beastly separated animal... attached to a pair of balls the size of grapefruits filled to the brim with boiling ooze... she could feel her own sex quiver, almost crushing itself in need and desire. All this, even for a succubus like her... "... D-d-damn it"... She loved him. Too much. Not even his cock was what truly did it for her. HE was the true trick. She sighed... and with a small shaky voice... spoke. "p... p-please..."

"... Hmmm... No~"

"What?!"

The huge man crawled over her, his soft lips moving on her perfect, glistening skin: her legs... her thighs... her stomach... Her chest... her neck. He stopped there, and nibbled on her pulse point, bending down just enough so that his rod didn't even graze her, much to her torment, making her squirm like a fish punched out of the water, whimpering in need like a bitch in heat. "Say it... properly~... Louder."

"P-Philip..."

"Say it..."

"B-but-"

"SAY IT!~"

"PLEASE PHILIP SHOVE THAT HUGE FUCKING DICK IN ME AND FUCK ME, THERE I SAID-"

Her breath and words were cut in half, as she felt it: His huge, girthy, throbbing monster entering her body, forcibly yet lovingly rearranging her insides to create space to fill with more luxurious flesh... until she felt his pelvis touch hers, making her eyes roll back for a moment before looking straight at him.

"... I fucking hate you, you beast...~"

"I know. I love you too, Minx~"

"You're bad at hiding your eagerness... now do your job... and stuff me like a thanksgiving turkey~"

Philip didn't let her order fall on deaf ears, grasping her hips and beginning to thrust into her, slowly, to adjust her body... for real fun. Onyx felt her head almost spin, the hormones held back finally reaching her brain, making her squeal loudly. She went to cover her mouth... but her eyes jut open when she felt him kiss her, deeply.

"P-Please... Ungh~... Don't cover your mouth... please..." Their eyes stared into each other. Red and orange. Blood and fire. His eyes were glinting, like embers in a furnace. "Please... let me... let me hear your voice... let me be guided by-"

His sentence was cut in half as she closed his mouth with hers, locking their lips in a heated kiss. They detached for a moment... "You talk a lot, Philip... stop thinking... just... love this creature of hell~".

Those words were like a spark of flame in a room filled with gas for the giant. He looked at her, entranced... and locked lips with her again, his tongue wrapping with hers after feeling her pointed teeth. His pace increased, much to the Succubus' delight, each of his thrusts ending in a kiss from his tip to her cervix. He felt her wrap her arms around him... and a sudden sting, as she sunk her nails into his back. The feeling of skin breaking and blood coming out should scare a person... not Philip. He responded by roaring in bliss, holding her tighter and mashing her chest against his, relishing in that loving pain.

Onyx was ecstatic... her breath was heavier, her mind invaded by pleasure, her hands feeling the energy and the love from her beloved's body and soul... and she could feel herself squirm in pleasure. And most of all... she could feel HIM. His grunts, his kisses, his tongue and lips on her skin... and with each thrust, she could feel his balls, heavier and heavier, slap on her ass... and she knew they were bubbling up... ready to explode like a bomb. So she latched her legs around his hips, and stared in his eyes: "Seems we're both getting... gh!~... Close!... Phil~"

"Haaah~... Yeah... D-do you..."

"Not... not yet... make it blank this time..." she smirked "But fill me~"

"Roger..." Philip buckled his hip, ready to ram in like a Viking "... ROGER!~"

With a roar as loud as the Thunder and as sweet as honey, Philip released himself into Onyx. She gasped, moaning as loud as his roaring, feeling her body fill with his boiling, orange essence as she arched her back. In their mind, they had both reached bliss... pure Nirvana. And when they finally rested, nestled in each other's body, after minutes of release from both, one certainty was stronger in both their heart and souls: their partner was the one. THE one. And nothing, nothing would have taken them from each other. Never, for nothing could break something so pure as their love

So... I made it. Hehehehehe... WHY DID IT COME OUT LONGER THAN THE OTHER ONES AAAAAAAHHHH!

And sorry again for all the time it takes me for updates. Really unprofessional of me

Pippo, Out!

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