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Sexual content
Nudity
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Clothes were scattered on the bedroom floor and the cool air mixed perfectly with the hot friction between the two sweaty bodies. Their skin formed thick beads of sweat as their mouths connected over and over. The demons body was crushed by the weight of the king, but he felt dominated by the force on top of him. Something bulging grinds against either Zeldris's thigh or stomach and the humans breath hitches every time his hips buck roughly.

Their mouths pecked and nibbled at each other in a perfect rhythm, Arthur tilts his head wanting to taste more needing more. His desperate need to take this demon and taste every inch of his body came to be. Holding his hand and pinning it above Zeldris's head. It made him flinch at those green eyes open wide as a whimper slips passed his lustful mouth.

The demons green eyes haze, dazzling like the night sky stars, "Arthur... Will it hurt?" Zeldris says nervously. He was shocked to find himself nervous over something like this. But this was new. New was something he found exotic and exciting.

"I don't know. Maybe a little." He replies, "are you sure I can do this? Do I have your consent...? I just want to make sure you want this..."

Zeldris nods, "take care of me till the end..." He placed his arms around the humans shoulders.

Zeldris feels his body being carried gently to the end of the bed where the pillows mountain on top of another. His shivering completely stops, then his whole body melts at the invasion of his precious hole.

"Shh, it's okay... It's just my fingers..." Arthur ensures Zeldris, while gently scissoring the heated flesh. He slips a third finger, carefully working his way to stretching out the demon. It wasn't the real thing, but Zeldris was already panting sinfully beautiful moans.

He wasn't kidding... Arthur thought, I just assumed he hasn't done it in a while... of course you can't judge one by their looks, nor blood.

Zeldris wanted to keep his legs spread, but his own tenseness made him close around Arthur's waist. Pulling him in closer. He felt the humans fingers out of his bud, and seemed to be reaching for something as far as the demon could see through his blurry vision in the darkness of the room. He took advantage of no action taking place to calm his breathing down.

The Raven haired demon then heard an adroit cap twist then 'pop'.

A slick substance touches and strokes his trembling hole, sliding in three fingers at once. Pumping at a slow pace.

"Arthur..." Zeldris cups the humans neck, pulling him closer into an embrace. Kissing franticly out of rhythm with each thrust of the fingers.

"This should help for the real thing..." Arthur states, stopping his hand once again to lather out the contained lube on his length.

It doesn't hurt as much as u thought it would, in fact it doesn't hurt at all... What was big brother talking about...? I don't feel any pain... Zeldris takes a deep breath.

"Are you ready? Tell me when..." Arthur says, poking and prodding at the twitching bud.

The demon felt the teasing tip at his entrance waiting for him, twitching for warmth and being tightly encased by his flesh. "Okay... I'm ready..." Wait.. I or he should be wearing protection--!

Zeldris jerks a pained moan through his tightened throat. His toes curl as his back arches sensually. His panting moans were deliciously sinful to Arthur's ears. The human hips were unmoving, stopping his desperate needs from taking over his senses and also pants heavily as his tip was taken in. So tight.

Shit! Zeldris brought his legs closer together. Doing so only made him flinch at the pain more. Arthur pressed apart Zeldris's thighs, leaning in to kiss everywhere he could. Moving one hand to stroke the demons neck, then down his arm, squeezing gently at the sensitive flesh.

"Relax, Zeldris, you have to relax..." Arthur's breath hitches at the tightness increasing at his tip. His own body slouches to a chaste kiss, trying to calm the demon down. Their chest rub against one another and Arthur could feel a few of the hearts the demon has pounding rapidly.

A few seconds have passed as Zeldris felt his thighs going sore. He couldn't stay like this forever no matter how much he wished so.

"Arthur, hah... Is all of it in me...?" Zeldris asked, in his opinion, he never did expect Arthur to be this big or maybe it was just his small body. Either way, Arthur shakes his head, "no."

"What...?" Zeldris moves his hands to the humans back, "just put it in, Arthur..."

"I shouldn't, I don't want to hurt you..."

"Arthur..." Zeldris cups his hands on the sides of the humans face, "it's fine, I'll be okay." His sweaty face contrasted his glossy eyes that dare tear at the corners.

Why do you have to look so beautiful that way... Zeldris... Arthur kissed gently on Zeldris's soft lips, slipping his tongue smoothly. The taste of the demon was so rich and salty. He wanted him so badly, no one else, just him alone. His addiction to him was needy, yet he wanted to go at a slow pace. God, he just wants to be surrounded by Zeldris's tight warmth, milking his erected cock.

"Okay... Whatever you want." Arthur moves his hips, progressing deeper, Zeldris arches his back - rubbing his length against Arthur's stomach. The demon struggles to keep his legs from tensing. A harsh long moan escapes that sinful mouth, pressing his head into the pillows, lifting his chin. His length pulses as pre-cum leaks all over his belly and Arthur's.

Arthur moans as he stops when he was completely inside the warmth. His arms land on either side of the demons head, holding his place while his hips work at grinding against Zeldris's pelvis. He finds pleasure at Zeldris's nails digging in his back roughly, making him cringe out pleasure. His hips jerk a small swift thrust, causing Zeldris to gasp at the sudden jolt of pain and pleasure. His voice stutters.

Arthur slides his right hand to Zeldris's waist, pressing firmly at the flushed flesh. And his left gripping the demons thigh to lift up, Zeldris's other leg slipped off of the humans waist to the soft cushion.

It hurts but.... I like it... I like him... Zeldris breaths heavily, letting go of Arthur's back to grip the white sheets.
His fist faded white from his knuckles as Arthur thrust every few seconds.

"Zeldris... Does it hurt that much...?" His hands come over to carefully wrap around the demons waist. The flesh was so plump to the touch, every little poke and squeeze at his skin would make Zeldris moan at the simple actions.

"Arthur~!" He practically moans out. "Just... Hahh~ keep going!"

Zeldris never felt so turned on by each thrust. Each pound inside him made his insides melt to mush, making his limbs feel like jelly. His twitchy opening trembles at the mercy to this human. To this man that could have chosen his pace since the beginning, but decides to let Zeldris choose.

His hole pulses like a heart, tightening then loosening in an eternal loop. The thrust slowly sped up as Arthur starts to pant and groan more, wanting the wet tight feeling to swallow him whole. Just hearing his body slamming loudly against the demons hot skin makes him have goosebumps.

Zeldris.... That name cursed his tongue and mind, repeating it over and over.
The way the demon says his name in a needy way made him so satisfied.

He stopped his thrust for a few seconds, lifting Zeldris's legs over his shoulder.

More... Deeper..... I need to... I need to...
Arthur clenches his teeth as he was desperate to reach his climax. His mouth found it's way to nibbles at Zeldris's neck. Sucking, licking, biting down. Then moved on to kissing those plumped up lips that were abused from the boisterous kisses.

Zeldris came, arching his back, while instantly hooking Arthur's neck. The thrust continue over and over non-stop.

"Hah. Hah~" The needy pants came to a halt and became a long sigh. His length was deep inside the now soft warmth, relieved. A sigh of relief came from him.

Zeldris shivers, kisses were planted on his neck and shoulder. They were still connected, touching each other lightly as they explored more of each other with the little energy they had left. Hands stroked the others face, their muscular arms, their bottom lips.

"Arthur..." Zeldris's eyes were hazy, "what am I to you..."

What you are to me...? Arthur felt as though it were a silly question. A question shouldn't be asked when it was so obvious after their time together. "Zeldris, that should have been obvious... I gave you so many hints when I took you to dinner."

"You were drunk." Zeldris mumbles.

"And? I'm honest when I'm drunk."
Arthur chuckles, sliding out of the demons warmth to lay on his side facing him. The demon shifts his body to face him too. "I... Want to share everything with you, Zeldris," he strokes the demons cheek, "you're an amazing person and even if you're in the demon clan I still care for you. I like you so much, you're in my thoughts everyday when I get stressed, you make me feel better. Even though you're a demon, you're like my light that shows the way. I love you so much that I can't show it all in just one day. That's why I want you. That's what you mean to me."

I love you so much.... Those exact words made Zeldris quiet. "You forget that I'm just a demon who has no business in royal kingdoms. Like I said, this, us? It won't work the way you imagine it to be."

"Yes, yes it can, I can name you my personal assistant, my bodyguard."

"A bodyguard? A demon? What would your people ever think...?" Zeldris sighs, but his waist was pulled in by Arthur's left hand. His back curves slightly, looking face to face with Arthur, his warm look was honest and humble. He couldn't help it but lift his right leg over Arthur's hip.

He's serious? Zeldris questions. He swiftly pushes it aside to press his lips to Arthur's. Gently kissing, then ending with a 'pop' like sound from their lips.

Their breaths were calm and even.

"Good night... Zeldris." He kisses his forehead, then cheek.

The demon was fast asleep before he could say anything else. He chuckles at how cute and innocent the calm and quiet face of his; so strong and independent. He remembers everything about this demon, Zeldris. The soft skin, those plump lips, his flavor, his scent. How his emotions can be clearly read like a book. His voice was as beautiful as he looks.

Will you ever let me claim you...? Arthur thought, slowly closing his exhausted eyes.

Zeldris...?

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"Hah..."

What was that... Arthur felt a frame tremble on the soft mattress. A faint sigh happens, causing his eyes to open to see Zeldris's face slightly scrunched up. The same sigh came from that slit mouth.

"Arthur...." Zeldris practically moaned out loud. Arthur felt a thought pit in his throat. Is he dreaming...?

Again the mattress shifts when Zeldris arches his back and his legs spread out so wonderfully.

"Jesus..." Arthur groans, sliding between those silky legs, his lips traced and kisses caressly on that olive toned neck. Zeldris's shoulders were next, sucked and nibbled on. Those sighs rapidly became little pants. Arthur's body slides down, kissing as much skin as he possibly could. The faint sunlight rays down on the smaller body, showing more of the details in his body.

For a male demon, his curves were almost that of an hourglass. Rivaling that of a females body frame. The demons olive skin was the trend in the kingdom for women. And his toned muscles were to die for. Arthur tilted his head to kiss the miniature mole on the imperfect skin, on the right side of the demons pelvis. His mild thoughts found this imperfect body perfect. The scars, the faint bruises, the freckles and tiny moles made his mouth water at the sight.

How did I get so lucky...?

His tongue licks the tip of the demons length, making the body shiver all the more. Arthur's arms hold place Zeldris's legs forcing his movements to halt. He notices the demons eyes twitching, showing that he was slowly waking up. He wanted to do something to wake him up to excitement.

Arthur bobs his head down holding his mouth in place. In an instant, the sound he wanted from Zeldris came out sensually. His moan was sinfully loud in his ears, waking the demon up in one small action.

"Hahh~ shit!" Zeldris bit his tongue. The feeling of his length taken in a warm wet spot made his voice purr seductively. He felt Arthur's tongue swirl on his heat, his mouth pressing firmly in a tight embrace. When the human starts to bob his head, his body turned to jelly and his hand found it's way to grip the thick locks of Arthur's hair. His back arches, "Arthur! I'm going to...!" A relieved sigh takes over his system.

God, Arthur undergoing Zeldris's sounds only made him want more. To cry out his name exactly that way. The salty taste in his mouth all the more made him need Zeldris again. He licks his lips, kissing the inside of the demons thigh, then grazing his teeth threatening to bite down on the flesh. He felt Zeldris shift, and he released his grip.

Zeldris turns on his stomach lifting his lower half to rub against Arthur's erected length. Raw lust was heard and seen from the small demon. He could nearly see imaginary pink hearts when Zeldris's green eyes look behind to see him.
And when that face did look at him, the blushing was seen clearly, as so did his drooling.

A long moan slips out Zeldris's mouth as his hole was stretched out and taking Arthur in effortlessly.

The humans sighs as he came instantly inside Zeldris. His arms land right next to the demons head, pushing as deeply as he could inside this warmth he's so addicted to. His lips kiss Zeldris's back, making him sigh at the soft lips against his heated skin.

Arthur uses his left hand to slide down Zeldris, gripping the demons backside, squeezing the soft flesh.

Zeldris grips the red blanket, his face blushing more as Arthur bucks his hips roughly. This aggressive side of this human made his body want to be touched all over by Arthur. To be claimed by him. To be controlled only by him.

His wild Raven hair was fluffy and strands of it tickled his back. The black locks bounce in synch with Arthur's aggressive thrust. The sound of flesh pounding against his made his thoughts think wetly.

A choked moan cried out of Zeldris. His body felt like over heating of each pummeled thrust. He bit his bottom lip holding in his desperate cries at the rough speed.

Arthur fosters his need of his name to be heard by his demon, "Zeldris, it's safe, hah... Let me hear your voice....hah~ Say my name..."

The raven shoves the side of his face into the white pillow his head was supported on. He felt his walls hug at the heat that thrust inside of him, his body sweats rapidly.

The moment Arthur hit a sweet spot deeply inside of him his lungs lose all its air making him gasp a crippled moan, "Arthur!" He screams out.

The human was for sure his energy was lacking suspensefully as his thrust faded slowly. But he kept going, desperate to reach his climax to relieve his aching erection.

Zeldris moves his hips back to make Arthur grind his insides, he tucks his bottom lip under his teeth, curling his toes. "Arthur! Arthur!" He couldn't keep up with this pleasure rising to the breaking point. "Arthur~!" He cries out a scream mixed with a twisted moan. His erected length squirts clear fluids on the white sheets.

Arthur pants, thrusting while he came little by little, slipping inside easier than the last. His thrust stop in an instant, releasing his heavy load deeply inside the tight warmth. His length softens. The demon furrows his brows, sighing deeply, then whimpers. He didn't realize his hands pinned Zeldris's wrist roughly, while he thrusted briskly, until now.

Zeldris shivers in satisfaction, his mood becoming lighter. Fuck~ he thought.

Arthur collapses on Zeldris, his length gushes out fluids - his lower half presses harder in the tightening walls. The Raven sighs as smaller thrust were given. So much... I can feel it.... Zeldris's fist loosens its grip on the blanket.

A few minutes in this position and Zeldris feels Arthur leave his side, cleaning up his length then getting dressed. "Zeldris, forgive me, but I have to go. It's my duties I have to get to and a meeting that will be starting in an hour or so. I'm so sorry I can't stay any longer."

"Arthur..." Zeldris felt cold on his skin, the warmth of Arthur's body leaving him just like that. But of course, it's expected duties to be done as a king. "...It's okay..." He finishes, pursing his lips.

"I'm sorry..." He whispers, coming over to kiss the demons cheek, "but I have to go and get this done, until then, would you like to have a feast for dinner at dusk?"

Zeldris's heart flutters, such a small request from this human made his mind stutter in a pleasured mess. He nods, "yes."

Arthur smiles before leaving his side again opening the room door slightly, trying not to expose Zeldris's exposed features, to the wondering butler's and maids. Then left. The demon could hear Arthur tell the staff not to go inside his bedroom for their clean up shift.

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Zeldris grins at Arthur's mindful side. He sits up on the bed, smiling gleefully - feeling pure bliss run through his system.

He stands on his weak legs and when he did some of Arthur's relief drips slickly down in the inside of his thighs.

He found Arthur's bathroom and when he walked in there, it seemed bigger than it looks. The shower was bigger than an average size, and the mirrors were outlined with a layer of gold. Zeldris stared at himself in the mirror - lightly rubbing his fingers on the darkest hickey he sees - that part of his neck ached in heavy sensitivity.

"Oh Arthur..." He sighs, pursing his lips, then sucking at his bottom lip. He then walks over to the bath seeing the pure whiteness of it. He twist the knob and water flows rapidly, then he plugs up where the water should drain when he's finished.

The flowing water had steam coming up slowly, fogging the mirrors. The moment he put his foot in, pure bliss shivered up his back at the hot water. His skin felt a relief of sweat and soreness that he slipped in the water, surrendering his body up to the blissful feeling. He couldn't help but grin.

His happiness was noticed by him and even though no one else saw what he just did - through the constant pleasure - his cheeks glow brightly. Remembering every single sweet spot that's been touched by Arthur. Realizing how much skin Arthur has seen and his facial expressions exposed while he was dominated by the King.

Zeldris's hands stroke either side of his arms with the hot water, he felt so warm again. Sinking his body in the water, his hair soaks it in, flowing elegantly. His breath wavers and his hands slither down his body, remembering how Arthur touched him this way.

From the kings mouth eating him whole. All the way down to Zeldris's precious hole.

Zeldris hitched his breath as he entered a finger in himself, a faint cloud of Arthur's load clouds up in the water. He scissors himself, sighing fluently.

What a mess, Arthur, you're a hand full... Zeldris bit his bottom lip farrowing his brows. His walls were sensitive to anything now, but as his fingers touched it's way deeper to clean out his system, it made him want to be filled by Arthur again. Just thinking about his name burned it's way on his tongue. Addicted to saying the kings name like a bone rattling drug that makes you feel higher than holding your breath after a long period of time.

"I may as well take a day off..." He relaxes in the water, sighing heavenly to the radiating heat. His head was brought up out of the water to lay his neck on the edge of the tub, bring his chin up. The hot water on his neck cooled instantly and felt amazing to his skin. His legs spread in relaxation.

"Arthur..."

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"Arthur? Arthur, have you even listened to what I've just said?" Merlin points out to the dazed king, her hand waving in front of his eyes. His mind was spaced out before she brings him back to reality.

"W - what?" He stutters, his eyes open more while his pupils dilate. His mind was so focused on seeing him again.

Zeldris...

"Let me explain again, it's about the bride options that will take place in the next three weeks. It will be a festival for five different princesses at the same time, you will be with all of them and as a result, you will choose who you would like to be your bride. Personally I'd say to choose the wealthier one, Camelot needs more support for financial business. I've just got their names today, they are Yui, the kind trained for battle. Yuna, the one with a large amount of property. Kohara, land with major gold mines and cash crops. Mei, the most wealthy of all nations. And Mio, the most well known beautiful woman of all nations." She explains as simple as she could. "While we wait for their arrival, we must prepare this kingdom for it. Starting today." She says, final, leaving the meeting room.

After, Arthur sits alone quietly in the room. His annoyed sigh echos throughout it, and his hand digs through his hair, scratching his scalp thinking of what to do. His mind right now was so focused on Zeldris, he couldn't take what Merlin said by heart.

Did he really want to marry some woman over the one he really loves for the sake of his kingdom? Even if he did choose a wife to make the kingdom happy for his choice, where would that put Zeldris? He couldn't have his demon heartbroken because of this situation. He wants to choose him - but could he really take such high criticism from the people of his kingdom? - The threats of killing? Suicide? Harm of other people? - The lies behind Zeldris's back by rumors of people hating the fact of men liking men is so "wrong"?

Reality was cruel. Arthur found that out as he thought he was doing the right thing of finding a man guilty of man handling seven hundred and fifty grams of heavily dosed heroin. A trending trade throughout nations now, since the substance has been discovered. His own people called the king out, calling him disturbing names that made his gut cringe. The threats of killing him one day made him shiver at that fear. Others supported his decision.

That fear, was what he didn't want Zeldris to go through. He couldn't tell Zeldris this at all, no matter how much he found it painful to say. Keeping a cruel secret for the sake of his feelings? What a joke.

In the beginning Arthur was so sure demons have so sense of feelings, pain, pleasure. Until he met Meliodas and later found out he's a demon, him falling in love with Ban showed him that demons do have emotions. They do feel pain. They do fall in love.

Zeldris... What are you thinking right now? Is it your brother? Your future? Me?

Arthur purses his lips, burning with the sensation of wanting to kiss those soft lips again. That addicting flesh, right where he could taste the sweet mouth of Zeldris. Hid hands itched for his touch. For the demon to hold onto him.

Jesus, what are you doing to me Zeldris... I can't stop thinking of you...

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The Raven inhales the fresh scent of the air blowing in his face. His thoughts were blank at first, but gradually thought about Arthur. His face heated up as he recalls last night.

He couldn't stop thinking of it. His thoughts were entirely focused on Arthur's touch. His gentle side in the beginning, then showing a more aggressive side later on. It makes him shiver in the pleasure of being pinned down and kissed over and over.

A swift arm rest on his shoulder, "Zeldris, little brother, you seem to be out in your own world there." The blond teases.

Startled, Zeldris almost yelps at the sudden intrusion. "I'm not in my own world, I'm just thinking."

"About what?" Meliodas ask curiously, his smug face showing what he really wants to hear.

"Things."

"What sorta things?"

"Private things, I know what you're asking Mel, and I won't tell you."

Meliodas pouts and first but his grin came back in seconds, "so it did happen...? You and... Arthur...?"
Zeldris's cheeks heats up in a bright shade of pink. "I knew it-!" His mouth was covered by Zeldris's hands.

"Why do you have to be so damn loud with this kind of stuff...?"

Meliodas's face seemed like a curious cat. A fanboy in the making. He breaths rapidly before calming himself down.

"Okay... Okay..." He starts, holding out his right hand, bringing his pinkie in the air, "now, spill the tea~" the blond demon purrs.

Zeldris shakes his head, "spill the tea? I don't have tea."

"Don't play smartass with me, in didn't mean it in a literal way. I talking about your moment with Arthur."

The ravens face all the more heated up, "seriously?! We're outside where anyone could hear us and you talk this way?"

"So you were going to tell me?"

Zeldris scoffs, "no."

"Aw, come on, this is a special moment for my little brother who's finally lost his V-card." Meliodas grins, "could I at least ask one question...?"

The younger brother stared at the bright green eyes, "finally...?" He mumbles, "I guess?"

"How did you feel...? It's good right?"

Zeldris slightly nods.

"How big?" Meliodas whispers in his ear, his grin was wider than before.

"...I don't know..." Zeldris tries to turn away to hide his bright cheeks, "I didn't get my hands on it..."

"Hey! You said only one question."
Meliodas almost laughed, just only coughed a chuckle. His face stopped when he notices Zeldris's face was also smiling.

The aura around them changed drastically.
"You used protection, correct? Tell me the truth." Meliodas looks at Zeldris, holding his shoulders down with his hands. Catching Zeldris off guard.

The ravens realization made himself anxious. His hearts pound as he felt that Meliodas could see right through him. The anxiety made him feel overwhelmed.

"Yes." He blurts out. "Yes I did use it, I'm safe."

Meliodas sighs of relief, "okay, that's good, because I'm pretty sure neither you or Arthur will be ready for a baby. Not even Camelot." He lightly smiles. "Just stay safe Zeldris, it's best to not risk it."

Zeldris nods again, "yeah... You're right."

Meliodas walked away to the tavern where Ban waited for him holding their child. And when they both went inside, Zeldris placed a hand on his lower belly. He wasn't sure, but he could have sworn that a small wave of energy was there. He bit his bottom lip.

"...Arthur..."

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I hope you enjoyed this chapter.

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