Hell’s Consort

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Archdemon Empress Luna

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"You just have to endure it then," Ravin's tongue flicked over the sensitive skin of her wrist, "I'm going to have to lick you all over to get rid of Angel's Dust on you."

The Archdemon of Gluttony had hit the nail on its head when he asked Luna about denying her needs like she didn't deserve them to be met by someone else. 

The unfortunate truth was Luna didn't want to rely on anyone for assistance.

Did that also mean that she thought she wasn't lovable enough to deserve help deep inside?

To deserve her desires?

If that was the case, Luna didn't think highly of herself despite being the Vampire Realm's Empress.

She deserved everything that was given to her without treating it as transactional.

Interacting with her manipulative husband Apollyon in the past and the Archdemons striking their bargains with her every chance they get had made her see that everything in this world was conditional, and to be honest, it made Luna paranoid. 

She didn't like depending on anyone, not even for nourishment, but his changed husband, Apollyon, was an exception to this personal rule she had lived by. 

She deeply inhaled the scent around her.

The Archdemon had smelled like blood and sex as he ran his fingers through her wet silver hair, disentangling them as if he had a right touch her so intimately.

Luna lifted a hand as she gathered all of her hair strands on her left shoulder so that Ravin would cease playing with her hair.

"You're quiet." The Archdemon spoke in her ear. "Do you have anything else to say?"

Luna winced, frowning. 

Ravin's suggestion was just so absurd that it didn't deserve any response.

Luna shook her head hard in refusal to Ravin's scandalous offer. 

"Don't even try to lick any part of me, Archdemon." Squirming in her position, Luna gritted her teeth as she tried to get free from his grasp. "That stimulating act is reserved for the Vampire King alone."

"Amare, I never said I was going to stimulate you."  Luna can feel Ravin sending out some strong, seductive vibes that were almost suffocating.

Ravin's pheromones had wrapped around her body as he enveloped her in his arms.

"I am going to eliminate the Angel Dust on your body by marking you with my saliva, and if you are going to be stimulated from my act of kindness then, that is on you." A bark of laughter. "It will be your fault. Not mine."

Luna swallowed hard because she was seriously contemplating this, "Wouldn't it come off by itself?"

"No," Ravin replied.

Luna suggested. "How about rubbing a cloth all over my skin to get rid of it?"

Silence.

"Believe me. I have tried. Even bathing you in demon blood nine times to get rid of the angel toxins wasn't enough." Ravin said in crystal clear clarity and Luna's stomach dived from the repercussions she will face from the Angel Dust. "Wiping it with a cloth or anything wouldn't do much."

There was a long pause filled with sexually charged breaths.

"Let me do it." Ravin's voice was echoed into the walls of her mind, putting her in a trance.

Luna knew what she was doing because she had experienced this with Luxen.

She snapped out of it so easily as she uttered with conviction, "I wouldn't let you."

Luna bent forward as she tried to escape.

She twisted from him, but he held her elbows, pulling her towards him again.

It sent her ass digging into his member, and now the Archdemon was aroused because of her own doing. 

  Luna stopped her gyrating motions when he heard Ravin's guttural groan of pleasure.

Luna fell right into his trap. 

"You are testing me right now. Good thing I already prepared for this while you were with Luxen," Ravin stated. "I am determined to keep you with me in Hell as my wife. I shall embody the patience of a saint." 

"Actually, Ravin…" Luna said, fighting to keep her expression calm and collected.

She needed to trick him out of this.

"I don't want you to lick me because I don't want to make you sick," Luna murmured, feigning concern. "You are my husband, after all."

"I am a stronger Archdemon so  I can handle it better than you."

"Angel Dust made me feel dirty as fuck." Luna said randomly, keeping him occupied and making him forget about removing the Angel Dust, altogether. "I stink."

"Fledglings couldn't handle even the slightest Angel Dust, and you are still alive." Ravin snorted. "At least it wasn't that strong as the moment you got out from the Lotus." 

Luna sighed, raising her hands in surrender. "Alright, I hate to say this, but I guess I would let you."

The bastard gave her a smug grin as if Luna was his genie in the bottle, and she had fulfilled his first wish.

Then, Ravin's brows knitted in concern as he asked, "What if you decided to kick me because it is uncomfortable for you? Do you think you can handle licking?"

The way he behaved as if he cared for her made Luna wonder if he had ingested demon drugs.

Luna glanced up at him, watching the Archdemon with new eyes. "It depends where you lick, Ravin."

"I would have to do it all over your body because it's there."

She flinched as the beads of sweat on her spine turned to ice. "Is it really everywhere?"

Ravin nodded.

"Alright," Luna said quietly. "Tie me up or better yet, knock me out so that I wouldn't feel a thing." 

"I will tie your hands so that you wouldn't kill me accidentally with Hellfire just like what you did with Luxen."

"I don't think I have the energy to use Archdemon magic."

"You shouldn't, or Satan would come to get you."

"Did he—" Luna trailed off, "Was he there when I was unconscious?"

"I didn't know If Luxen had told you not to use Archdemon magic without your guide's supervision," Ravin said behind her as his hands securely held her waist. "It is against the Laws of Hell."

"Goddess." Rivulets of sweat ran down her forehead. "What will happen to me?"

"Later. I had to lick you first and remove the poison out of your skin."

"Nevermind, I'll do it myself." Luna lifted an arm and took a long gentle lick of her skin.

Flinching, Luna's mouth opened out of its own accord as it switched on her gag reflex.

The Angel's Dust clung to her tongue like poison; its bitterness evoking a knee-jerk rejection response.

Luna's mouth remained open because she couldn't bear to close them, not when the Angel Dust was in her tongue. 

"Hawth teh gat redth ef thaz?" Luna spoke to Ravin urgently with her mouth wide open, but it sounded wrong.

She was asking him 'How to get rid of this?'

Luna shouldn't have tasted it.

"Ah." Ravin quickly shifted her from his lap as she pushed her to the rim of the bathtub.

As Luna gasped in surprise, Ravin braced his hands on either side of her head and smirked, "I guess I had no choice but to kiss you."