[18+/NSFW] DEMON BROS + DIAVOLO GANGBANG FIC | pt. 1
Female!MC
All demon bros
Prince Diavolo
PART ONE
A deep throbbing was present at the base of your stomach, full of yearning and desperation. The feeling magnified under the scrutiny of all 7 gazes raking different colored eyes across your naked body. Your legs were pried and clamped open by two different pairs of arms.
The loud buzz at your core, a sudden jolt between your legs, sent electricity through your chest and you could not fight the urge to scream aloud cries of unabashed ecstacy. Your mouth hung open and your eyes closed to wish the vibrating closer to you. The toy ceased and your eyes shot open in case anyone else dared to start the little toy strapped at your entrance again.
"I just know she'll be sooooo wet," moaned Asmodeus, kneeling to eye your pussy closely. As he spoke, you could almost feel his hot, wet tongue connect with your core, pulling a sweet little "ahh" from you.
A low growl erupted from several of the demons, reigning Asmodeus back to line. "Fine, brothers, but do hurry. I cannot wait," his saccharine voice carried over your ears earning him yet another wanton moan from your throat.
As he pulls back from you, the sight of the third eldest brother, Leviathan, makes your expression turn from want to pleading. His pale skin practically glitters from his seat with sweat and in one of his rough hands is his erect cock already leaking precum. In his other hand is his other cock. He notices your gaze and his mouth turns from a thin line into a cocky smile and he teasingly says, "Want one?". You nod eagerly wanting anything at this point to fill you, stretch you, pleasure you.
"A couple of hours seems rather torturous for a human," came Satan's teasing voice, close to your ear and making you shudder in response. "But I do suppose she's well trained for this," he chuckled deeply, nuzzling his nose well into your hair and tightening the inhumane grip he had on your right thigh. He's holding you open.
"Well trained and well fucked," added Beelzebub who only needed a single enormous hand to keep your core exposed. He, too, sent his face close to your being but his head dipped right below your jaw blowing warm air towards your neck, sending shivers straight to the base of your stomach.
"The prince needs his fill first and then we may feast," rang out Lucifer, who stood furthest away. Despite his distance, his red eyes were glued to your body and his gaze was crawling along your form in a predatory manner. You bit your lip in response but Lucifer settled on smirking at your eagerness.
A hand running behind your neck pulled you from Lucifer's trance. Your irises were blown but it was of little consequence to Belphegor who was intent on making you squirm further. The hand at the base of your neck was warm and you felt Belphegor's fingers trace delicate lines towards your jaw. Finally reaching your mouth, his thumb wipes over your swollen lips which are blushed and red from several make out sessions previous.
Following his lead, you open your mouth to allow his thumb in and begin to gently suck. His eyes narrow and a small "mmm" emits from his throat, deep and guttural. The blue haired demon fantasizes vividly about stuffing your mouth with his cock, hoping to see you lazily suck the head and swallow his cum.
Surprisingly, you hadn't heard from Mammon yet. Though when you tear your eyes away from Belphegor, you find that the demon brother is sitting off to the side near Lucifer. A flash of metal catches your eye and before you can wonder what it is, buzzing at full speed erupts from the toy at your clit. Your mouth opens wider and Belphegor removes his hand from your mouth to watch you quiver and moan loudly, growing more aroused from the lewd sounds of the toy. You can feel yourself soaking the chair beneath you.
A loud door slam from behind you marks the entrance of the Demon Prince, Diavolo. His presence is invasive, sending all other demons away from you. Your legs, so prepped in their position, remain spread despite Satan and Beelzebub having let go to sit down.
Diavolo's tanned skin and broad shoulders lower to bring his intense golden gaze in front of you. The buzzing remains the same but the eye contact makes you squirm further and you gasp partially from embarrassment.
"Oh, little human, so vulnerable and needy," he says lazily tracing circles around the toy, barely touching your center. Your head slacks at the new contact and you find that all the demons have stripped, hands occupied with pleasuring themselves at a distance. There's moaning as well. Diavolo's unoccupied hand yanks your head back to his naked body.
"Pay a little more attention, human," he growls and you nod still feeling the vibrating and his circling fingers. It's almost too much, your mouth opens to welcome the building feeling. You need to let go. You desperately need to cum.
Diavolo laughs deeply, lips curling back to reveal his large canines. A sense of loneliness and almost anger fill you as the toy is yanked from your pussy and thrown carelessly to the side.
As soon as you register it's absence, Diavolo growls again, moving so that his mouth connects with your core. It's an open mouth massage and his long tongue flattens against your entrance. He moves his tongue left and right, taking your gasps and moans as directions. His golden gaze never leaves you and he moves his head higher. His tongue moves north to play with your clit, wild and fast. The moans are tumbling carelessly from your lips and your thoughts go silent as you cum viciously in his mouth.
There's no down time for the after glow as his swollen dick enters you. It's full, bulging your stomach slightly. The fullness almost sends you into another orgasm but he pulls out most of his cock but leaving the head inside. Your eyes find his, fear rocking your chest and your lungs catch fire as he bottoms out in you again. It's sheer size makes your eyes water. He continues to tease with slow pumps and laughs tauntingly. His mouth is still slick with your cum and he kisses you which heralds his faster pace. Diavolo swallow your moans, his tongue licking your mouth and his teeth gently bites your lower lip every few strokes. The strokes come faster and faster and you're sure the brutal pace is going to bruise you.
He wraps his large, sun kissed arms around you as he finishes inside. The warm liquid becomes overbearing and begins to seep out despite his dick remaining inside and still hard. He sighs contentedly but you whimper as he pulls out. It's strangely cold without him.
"Do entertain the brothers, human" he laughs over his shoulder as he strided to leave the room. Before he fully exits, he calls out again, "Lucifer, please clean her,".
