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-Going out?- The deep voice coming from the door frame scared the man. The lipstick on his hands fell to the floor due to the sudden startle.
Caleb turned around, his eyes landing on the Ifrit. Ellernate looked so relaxed, yet his eyes made her body feel heavy. As if he could read every thought the brunette could have. He turned around and clicked his teeth with a tsk, bending over from his chair to pick up the lipstick he had previously dropped.
He did not respond, just finished applying some final touches to his makeup without giving the demon a second glance. Though he could see every movement he made through the reflection of his vanity.
-It's rude not to answer a question, Caleb,- Ellernate finally said after minutes of silence. Lifting his body from the doorframe and slowly making his way behind his friend. His hands landed on the back of the spinning chair, they gripped the top of it with force before spinning it around to force Caleb into facing him. -Where are you going?- Despite his voice being lower, this time the question carried more dominance than before.
Yet despite the situation, the smaller one didn’t seem scared. If anything, he looked annoyed.
-Out,- his tone challenging and his eyes looking directly at Ellernate’s. Both were like wild animals trying to prove a point that wasn't there nor needed to be proven.
They stared at each other for what felt like hours, neither of them refusing to back down. They would’ve lasted longer if Caleb’s phone hadn't rung by the second minute.
“Kirby”
Ellernate’s eyes turned from Caleb, to his phone, and then back to Caleb.
-That's _who_ you're getting all dolled up for? That zombie?- his voice a cocky tone as he eyed up the brunette. This time, paying closer attention to her attire. Blue shorts that barely left anything to the imagination, blue spaghetti straps, some cute sandals, and scattered bracelets and necklaces adding to the look. -Lucky Zombie…- Ellernate whispered, getting closer to the other's ear. Taking advantage of the closeness to smell her.
He lowered his head to his neck, taking a second to really analyze her perfume. A faint strawberry smell filled his nostrils and he took it with delight.
Caleb didn't move, didn't flinch, he didn't do anything other than stay still and let the Ifrit do as he pleased.
It would only take a few seconds for Ellernate to sink his teeth into his neck. Softly biting him and then licking and kissing the wound. Repeating the process a few more times, waiting for the half-lion to finally crack.
He placed his hands on Caleb’s thighs and pulled them apart, giving himself space to get in between them.
They kept themselves in this position, letting the crossdresser’s phone ring and ring without caring enough to answer it or turn it off. If anything, knowing Kirby was waiting while Ellernate enjoyed devouring his date was even more of a turn-on for the demon.
Finally, after a few more bites, a soft moan escaped from Caleb’s lips. That's all it took for Ellernate to finally grip her thighs and pick her up for the chair. Her legs quickly locked around his waist and her arms around his neck, trying to keep herself from falling despite knowing the ifrit enough to know he would never drop him.
Ellernate lifted his head and immediately latched onto her lips. Roughly kissing him like a maniac. They kept making out as he made his way to the bed. Dropping him down and quickly getting on top of him. His large body covered him entirely.
Their kissing didn't stop despite the sudden movements, like their mouths locked and refused to let go. Ellernate’s tongue explored around Caleb’s mouth and vice versa. They weren’t fighting for dominance, they didn't need to. They both knew who was in charge.
-Fuck,- he let out in a groan, his large hands started exploring her body. Feeling around every curve. -You are so pretty, too much for that zombie,- his head lowered to his chest as he lifted her shirt. Leaving a trail of kisses around her stomach and up her pectorals. -He could never make you feel as good as I could,- Ellernate’s lips finally made it to his nipple and he started sucking on them like a starving infant. -You need someone who knows how to give you the pleasure you deserve, someone like me,-
Choka couldn’t do much other than whimper softly, the praise slowly getting to her head.
-You’re beautiful, so pretty,- his hand started playing with her other nipple, making sure both were getting attention. -Let me take care of you, forget about Kirby,- he finally let go of her and kept going down. His hands now desperately trying to unbutton his mini shorts. -You need someone who knows what they’re doing,- he pulled the shorts down and was now staring at some pretty black lace panties. He stared at them with hunger in his eyes. -Someone who knows how to appreciate a goddess like you,-
He moved the panties to the side and let Caleb’s half-hard dick bounce out. Choka let out a moan as the cold air of the room hit her boner. Her waist instinctively thrusted up, trying to get any sort of friction.
-You look so cute, trying your best to get off. I will give you the pleasure you deserve,- the phone rang again, yet none of them even bothered looking at it. They knew who it was.
Ellernate’s lips made their way down to her cock and gave it a few licks before inserting all of it in his mouth. Caleb has just taken a shower, so it tasted more like soap than it did his natural taste, which disappointed him ever so slightly. His head bounced up and down, sucking the length with delight. His tongue playing around with the tip.
Every noise Caleb let out was motivation to keep going. His whimpering was like music to his ears. Knowing he was bringing the brunette pleasure was all he needed.
That afternoon, the phone ranged 17 times, but they didn’t care.