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The acidic smell mixed in with the sinful hint of his human’s precum.

Melchom clenched the locks of hair in his fist tighter, pulling the human closer. He only let up when his gag reflex was triggered.

“That’s right,” he hummed. He didn’t mind letting the human rest against his thigh, his breath warm against it. He liked the way Dove’s chest rose up and down as if he’d just had the workout of his life. Melchom made a note to build up his stamina. “You feel it, don’t you? My piss running down your body, tainting every organ it comes across.”

Dove only whimpered in response.

The sound was music to his ears.

“Do you need more, little Dove?” Melchom forced him to look up at him. The way his dazed eyes struggled to focus on him should be forbidden. “Do you want my cum in your ass, too? Can you handle all of it? Take it without my help?”

That last question caught Dove’s attention, hazel eyes opening wide before that dazed afterglow took over again.

“Is that even possible?”

“If you want it enough,” Melchom taunted.

His hand ran the length of the human’s back, preening at the way goosebumps rose in his skin. His Dove was intoxicating in all the best ways. Melchom only mourned having to shift around so he could snatch the bottle of oil from the stand.

Dove stared at it hungrily, his hesitation only showing in the way he chewed on his lip.

“Having second thoughts?”

Even without slipping inside his head, Melchom knew the answer. Dove was just so easy to read. He still enjoyed the uptick in his breath, the way his chest rose up and down, framed by all that delicate lace.

“No,” he breathed. “You should open me up. I don’t think my fingers are gonna do much to prepare me for… that.”

Melchom snorted. The way his human pointed to his cock, then got enthralled by it, almost enchanted… Melchom stood taller.

“It will be my pleasure.”

Stepping into the tub was a no-brainer. So was getting rid of that stupid, barely-covering-anything thong. Melchom appreciated the sight, but he couldn’t say he fully understood human fashion.

Later, once his cock was surrounded by his Dove’s warmth, he would turn the water on, fill the tub with suds the way he knew his human liked. For now, he sat against the cold surface and pulled Dove toward him. He rearranged him until he was to his liking—on all fours, between his legs, his ass at the perfect height. Melchom uncapped the bottle of oil and let the substance run down Dove’s glutes. He kneaded them, drawing soft groans out of the human.

The sounds he made when he didn’t try to filter himself really were delicious.

Melchom felt his cock filling, growing in girth and length, begging for friction.

As out of character as it was for him, he practiced restraint. Instead, he poured more oil down the human’s crack, straight into his hole before coating his fingers with it.

“Talk to me, Dove,” Melchom breathed out the words, the pad of his index finger pressing against the human’s hole. “I’m not in your head now. You need to tell me what you want.”

His human whimpered, his hips hinging back. Closer to Melchom.

“Open me up, Melchom.” His name sounded way too appealing when it came out of his human’s mouth like that—as a curse and a plea, all rolled into once. “Please.”

The demon sneered as he obliged, pushing his finger past that first ring of muscle. His Dove didn’t take long to clench around the digit, to buck his hips around it.

“Stay,” he commanded. “Or are you that desperate to be stuffed with my cock? To milk my cum?”

Dove gasped. Melchom doubted he was having an easy time with words right now, with knowing which way was up. The thought was invigorating, filling him with further resolve to completely own his human. He doubted there would be any more conflicting thoughts after he was done with him.

Especially if he did it right.

Melchom didn’t know another way of doing things.

“You are mine,” he grunted, curling his finger inside the human’s channel, rubbing against his walls until Dove’s grip on the tub faltered. He added a second finger then. “You’ll always be mine. I’ll keep you mine.”