“Relax, you stubborn demon,” Luke laughed as he grasped Asme’s hips. Asme growled in response. He didn’t try to relax. Luke kneaded his hips gently.

“I am a Prince, Princes do not submit,” Asme growled.

Luke leaned forward and kissed Asme’s shoulder. He was beautiful like this. On his hands and knees in front of Luke. The muscles in his back were taut with tension, his back ramrod straight. He had grown out his short blonde locks, and they were cascading down his back. The demon shivered at Luke’s touch, but he did not relax. Luke leaned forward until his face was by Asme’s ear.

“Demon, we have been together for almost 300 years, and I am still human. If you really didn’t want this, you can get out of my grasp,” Luke let the humor into his voice. In reality, his demon was just being difficult. He tightened his grip on Asme’s hip to make a point, “Go on, you are free to leave if you wish. It’s not like I can stop you.”

Luke leaned back as Asme turned his head around. Laughter roared out of Luke’s mouth as he saw the fire in Asme’s eyes. Perfect pits of black with just a hint of red in them. What a sight they were.

“Bite your tongue, human.” He spat, “I wouldn’t want to rip your arms off.”

“You would do no such thing,” Luke teased as he started kneading Asme’s hips again, “Now just relax. It will be over before you know it.”

“I have been alive for millennia…”

“Yeah, yeah, you’re an old ass demon. I get it. But it’s your turn to take me for a change. We agreed on this,” Luke said tenderly. He wasn’t blind to his lover’s reservations; he knew they would come up. He was prepared for this. He moved one of his hands from Asme’s hip to the center of his back and dragged it down slowly. The demon shuddered under his touch. “I promise I’m not going to hurt you. Besides, it’s taken me three hundred years to get you to agree to this. I’m not letting you out of it now.”

Asme sighed and let his head drop. Luke released his grip on the demon’s hips and went to his side, placing a hand on his shoulder. Asme leaned into his touch, seemingly okay now that Luke wasn’t poised behind him. Luke understood his fear all too well. With his other hand, Luke reached over and brought Asme’s head towards him. The demon’s hair fell in his face, errant as always, maybe even more so since it was longer now, and Luke used his other hand to sweep it back. It had taken years for the demon to be okay with shows of emotion like this. He had been open with his feelings, but they never crossed his face. The look in his eyes was pleading. Luke leaned forward and kissed him softly. Asme moaned into his mouth. Reluctantly, Luke broke the kiss, but he held his lover firmly in his hands.

“Asme, I know you’re scared, but I am not going to hurt you,” Luke said gently.

“I am a demon, I do not get scared,” Asme said defiantly. Luke laughed.

“Even so, we can make this more comfortable for you. Would you rather be on your back so you can see me?” Luke caressed his cheek softly. Asme closed his eyes and leaned his face into Luke’s hand and nodded.

“I think so, Luke,” he conceded, “But it’s going to hurt. You can’t say that it’s not. I’ve seen your face for 300 years.”

“Only for a moment, and only if you don’t relax, but then it’s the best feeling,” Luke smiled as he spoke, “Having you is the best feeling in the world, Asme.”

The demon sighed and rolled over onto his back, “How did I get myself into this mess?”

Luke positioned himself on top of Asme, “By accepting this,” he said as he leaned down to kiss the mark on Asme’s chest. The demon arched his back and moaned at Luke’s touch. “Now just settle down and relax. I’ll make this worth your while.”

“You better,” Asme grumbled.

“I will, love,” Luke reached down and grabbed Asme’s length in his hands with that statement.

The demon’s eyes shut, and his body bucked as Luke worked him. Luke loved the sight from this angle. His demon’s face was tragically beautiful, watching his pleasure coat his delicate features made Luke’s own arousal that much more evident. Luke leaned down and took Asme into his mouth. He thought back to the first time he had done this, how fumbling he had been, and how much guidance he had needed. Now, he expertly took his lover, Asme’s grunts and squirms under him evidence of his mastery. He let his hand drop to a place it never had before and started lightly probing at the demon’s ass. Asme clenched at Luke’s exploration. Luke laughed with Asme still in his mouth. Asme moaned loudly at that, and relaxed. Luke was getting to the prize he had been begging for centuries now.

Reluctantly, he moved from Asme’s cock down to his ass. He pushed the demon’s legs apart to allow him access. He was only vaguely aware of his lover’s apprehension, which was waning by the touch. Luke leaned down and replaced his finger with his mouth. Asme bucked against him at the first touch of his tongue, calling out his pleasure. Luke grunted with satisfaction against him, and circled Asme’s hips with his arms to lock the demon against him. Asme shuddered against him, his body arching off the bed, and satisfaction rolled through Luke.

“Oh, Luke,” Asmodeus moaned as he bucked his back, “Is this… oh.”

Luke continued what he was doing, pleased that Asme was enjoying himself. Now would be the moment of truth. He let one of Asme’s hips go and started probing Asme again. The demon clenched for a moment, but quickly relaxed. Luke sat back and reached over to grab the lube sitting next to him. He would make this as comfortable for Asme as he could. Slowly, he inserted two fingers inside Asme. The demon’s eyes went wide at Luke’s invasion, and he wiggled his hips. Luke didn’t rush him. His breathing got a little faster.

“Calm down, Asme. I’m not going to move any faster than you want me to,” Luke said softly. He turned his head to the side and kissed the inside of the demon’s thigh. Asme grunted. Luke moved his fingers a little deeper, trying to find the spot inside the demon that would light his pleasure.

“It feels so,” Asme said between his moans, “Different.”

Luke smiled against Asme as he continued his quest. He moved his fingers in and out slowly, relishing in the feel of Asmodeus responding to his touch for once.

“FUCK,” Asmodeus shouted. A grin covered Luke’s face as he stroked that special spot. Asmodeus was squirming underneath him, thrusting his ass toward Luke, trying to get him to keep going. “What is that? Don’t stop, oh please, don’t stop.”

Luke stroked Asme until he was sure the demon was about to come. He stopped just shy of that. Asme huffed when Luke removed his fingers. Luke chuckled as he sat up on his knees. His cock was begging for attention, and he felt like Asmodeus just might be ready now.

“Why did you stop, human?” Frustration was evident in Asme’s eyes. Luke leaned forward and kissed him fully. Asme leaned into his kiss.

“Because, you’re ready for me now,” Luke said against his lips. He felt the fear faintly through their bond, but it receded almost as quickly as it came. Asme reached up and pulled Luke’s body into his. It had taken a long time for the demon to be okay with Luke’s weight on top of him. Luke took this as the privilege it was. Feeling the demon’s abs pressed against his own did things to Luke, though. He felt his cock pulsating between his legs. He needed to be inside of Asme, now. Asme kissed him deeply.

“Be gentle, Priest,” he said, his voice small. Luke reached up and brushed Asme’s hair off his face once again.

“Always,” Luke broke free of Asme’s grasp and repositioned himself between his legs. The lube was still where he had thrown it earlier. He reached over and coated himself generously with it. He looked up at his lover, who was watching him with apprehension, but there was no true fear. He smiled at Asme and spread the demon’s legs a little further apart. He positioned his cock at Asme’s entrance and started to push forward. Asme groaned as he pushed into him. Luke went slow, but the feeling of Asme around his cock was driving him insane.

“It hurts,” Asme whimpered. He was taking Luke’s advice though; Luke didn’t feel him clenching.

“Just relax, Asme. It will get better,” Luke’s voice was strained. He hadn’t felt someone’s body around his cock in centuries. The warmth of being inside his lover was going to drive him to orgasm before he could show Asme any pleasure. He paused his advance to compose himself. He was shuddering, his breath coming rapidly. He heard Asme laugh.

“Gonna come so soon, human?” His voice was musical, inhuman. Luke had gotten used to that sound during sex. It only turned him on more. He felt Asme relaxing completely around him.

“I won’t let you off that easy, demon.” Luke retorted. His composure had returned. With Asme now completely relaxed, he advanced as far as he could. Asme bucked under him as he scraped against that one spot with his cock.

“What is that?” Asmodeus growled with pleasure.

Luke took that invitation to start pumping in and out of Asme. The demon grunted under him. Pleasure washed through Luke as Asme started bouncing against his body. It was almost too much for him. He looked down at Asme. The demon had his head thrown back, and his eyes were clenched shut. The veins on his neck were taut against his skin, which was a beautiful shade of blush pink from the pleasure. His lips were parted slightly. Moans tumbled out of his mouth, some of slight pain, others of pure pleasure. The sound was primal, and it threatened to set Luke off once again. Luke’s thrusts started to get faster. Asme’s breath came in shorter, quicker pants. Luke reached forward and placed his hands on Asme’s chest.

The muscles of his pecs rolled through Luke’s fingers. There was no finer feeling in the world. Seeing his powerful lover under him, receiving him, made Luke’s body melt. He traced the mark over Asme’s heart lightly. They both got pleasure from that. Asme growled, and Luke momentarily lost his grip on reality.

“You feel so good,” Luke breathed. He felt Asme’s hand start to venture. He knew what the demon was doing.

“I’m so close, Priest.” Asme said between moans. He heard Asme pump his cock furiously below him. His demon was welcoming him openly.

“Then come for me, Asme,” Luke said as he pumped into Asme harder.

He moved his hands back to the demon’s legs and kept them apart. Asme was trying to wrap them around Luke’s waist, but it was restricting his movement too much. He let his fingers trail across the outside of Asme’s thighs, enjoying the feel of Asme shuddering under his touch. He looked down and saw Asme pumping his cock faster and faster. He had only caught glimpses of Asme touching himself before. The sight brought him even closer to his own orgasm. Asme’s back suddenly arched wildly off the bed as the demon called out Luke’s name. Luke watched as he let his head fall back as far as he could, the veins against his skin threatening to pop out. His come splashed up onto his chest, which was heaving with the strength of his orgasm.

Luke couldn’t hold out anymore. His movements became weak as his orgasm overtook him. He slammed himself into Asme as the final waves overtook his body, and Asme’s name slipped out of his mouth. He had the demon’s legs firmly in his hand. They were the only thing keeping Luke upright. He pumped his release into his lover, who was still in the throes of his own pleasure. Satisfaction rolled through Luke as his orgasm receded. Asme was breathing heavily underneath him, his cock still firmly in his hand. Seeing him like this made Luke happy. They had gone through so much in their relationship. Luke was just happy that they could accept each other fully now.

Luke slid out of Asmodeus slowly, being careful not to cause any pain as he did so. He only caught the vaguest hint of discomfort cross Asme’s face. He laid down gently next to Asme and turned his lover’s face towards his own. Asme’s face was still slack with pleasure. Luke brushed his hair off his face and kissed him lightly. Asme reached over and took hold of Luke’s shoulder, pulling him into a hug while they kissed. Luke sank into Asme’s grasp. Reluctantly, he broke their kiss and locked eyes with Asme.

“I’ve never seen you lose yourself quite like that, Asme.” He said gently. Asmodeus smiled up at him, stroking his arm lightly.

“Truthfully, I didn’t think it was possible, Luke,” he replied. Luke kissed him quickly.

“Was it as bad as you thought it was going to be?” Luke was still stroking the side of Asme’s cheek. The beauty of the man in his arms made him never want to let go. Before he met the demon, he would never have considered holding another man this way. He wasn’t sure if he would ever be able to hold another man this way. Not that he would even if he was given the chance. He was happy with Asme.

“With you, it was wonderful,” Asmodeus replied, “But what are you thinking about. I see your thoughts in your eyes.”

Luke let Asmodeus’ cheek go and settled in at his side, letting the demon pull him against his body. Luke settled his head onto one of the demon’s pecs. His normal resting place. Everything felt right and safe there. Asmodeus pulled him tighter against his body.

“Us. And how much we have changed over the years,” Luke said. “And hitting myself because there was a time I never would have allowed you to make me so happy.”

“I’m glad we are past that, Priest,” Asmodeus said, “Because you do the same for me.”

Luke reached his arm around Asmodeus’s waist, which was still sticky with his come. Normally, he would have cleaned the demon up before doing this, but he didn’t care at the moment. Asmodeus laughed softly.

“It’s been three hundred years of you having a man as a lover, and you still have an aversion to come?” The laughter was growing, rumbling out of the demon, and shaking his body.

Luke scowled, “It’s not just yours, Asme. I don’t like mine either. It’s a mess.”

Asme squeezed Luke’s shoulder, “Which is why you should swallow it sometime, my husband. Maybe that will be my next demand of you. For you to go out of your comfort zone, for you to swallow me. There will be no mess that way.”

Luke scrunched up his nose, “I can’t exactly say no, can I?”

Asme shook his head, “No, no you cannot, Priest. Not after what we just did.”

“Fine,” Luke conceded, “I will try it.”

“Good,” Asme buried his face into Luke’s hair, and kissed the top of his head gently. “You might like it, you never know.”

“Possibly,” Luke yawned. He tightened his grip on Asme’s waist. He wanted to go to sleep now.

“Sleep if you want,” Asmodeus said, sleep was heavy on his voice, too, “I know I’m going to.”

Luke tried to bury his head into Asme’s chest. He heard Asme’s breathing slow as the demon drifted off to sleep. Content washed through Luke. It was his own and Asme’s. Asme’s mark was glowing softly, as it often did after they got together. It was a sign of their happiness. Luke knew his mark was glowing, too. He could feel it growing warmer on his chest. Luke sighed and let himself drift off to sleep, still in Asme’s grip. He never wanted to leave.