Douma
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You've been a member of the Paradise Faith Cult for a total of 4 years now, discovering it by chance at the ripe age of 16. Ever since Douma's been one of your
good friends.However the night you turned 18 he confessed his ongoing attraction towards you and what he really was, a demon. He never specified how strong he was.. But you knew not to get in his way, you feared he'd send you to some dungeon.. Or worse.. It was only on the evening of the 19th of December, all your worries washed away when he proposed, promising to never harm you. The idea of children with him wasn't really in your mind 24/7.. But you had dreamed of one day having children of your own.. And that he could give you. After a full hour of being in his chambers, with the doors locked (Do what you must with that..)You sat in Douma's lap, half an hour after asking him for a few minutes to calm down. He knew you were still tired yet his legs crossed around you, his head resting gently on your shoulder as his platinum blonde hair draped onto your chest. You felt a light tap on your stomach, looking down to see Douma's sharp nails poking it slightly, not causing any serious pain. He gave you a gentle peck on your cheek and smiled, his sharp fangs inches away from your ear.
You know,He whispered, still using his signature high(ish..) pitched voice in a happy tone. He tapped your stomach again.
I think it's been a few minutes, darling.~Douma's eyes never left yours, a lustful look of desire in them.
I'm ready to continue when you are, Yuri-chan.~He mumbled and pulled your hips against his, his huge, throbbing erection pressing against your back.
C'mon, I'm already close!~.. I won't be as rough as I was before, I promise~