This oneshot features goddess Elizabeth and demon Meliodas, written for the creator server’s Smuturday event. It features explicit sexual content. Please enjoy.
The sky palace was in pieces, exposed, but no one ever came there anymore, so it was safe enough for them to meet and do whatever they wanted, for as long as they wanted. When Elizabeth had arrived for their scheduled meeting, he was already naked, his darkness pulled back to only a few swirls on his body, his cock hard and tilting up through the small patch of blonde hair.
He hadn't even waited to undress her; immediately he pulled her underneath him, laying her out on one of the steps and pushing her dress up so he could descend on her body. With a frenzy he had kissed her, lapping at her cunt like a man starving, making her scream and cry with pleasure as he pushed his tongue and and out of her.
When she was wet and ready and shaking, Meliodas had plunged his cock inside with one stroke. Her cries had echoed in the ruins as he panted, his hands braced on the steps as Elizabeth gripped his hips. The blonde hair hung in strings over his eyes, sweat dripping down his face and over his muscles tight and hot, his need driving her wild, his lust for her sending them both to a quick spiral of release.
Once it was over, Elizabeth had been left gasping, her legs lowering shakily as she sat up halfway. But Meliodas was not sated, his cock twitching as he stroked himself. "Meliodas?" she murmured.
"I need you," he groaned.
Elizabeth nodded. "I understand." It was like this sometimes, with him: the demon mark on his forehead, the sign of his heritage, his blood, his curse, driving him to devour Britannia in blood and fire. But now he was trying to keep his madness for destruction in check—trying for her, because he loved her—and the only other outlet they had found was this raw, nearly feral sex.
Standing, the goddess removed her clothing, laying it carefully to the side. Meliodas' chin fell to his chest as he watched her, his fist squeezing his cock as it grew rock hard once more. Elizabeth shivered a bit, now that her skin was exposed, her nipples tightening as a breeze lifted her hair, the wetness on her thighs cooling. She looked over her shoulder at the demon, eyes soft when she met his nearly pleading ones.
She walked towards him, her hands pressing to his shoulders. Meliodas flinched under her touch, but Elizabeth cupped his cheek. "I love you," she said, and he briefly closed his eyes.
Her hand covered his, grazing over the flushed head of his cock. "You can do whatever you want."
He did not answer, so she leaned in and kissed him. Meliodas responded immediately, a growl ripping from his throat and his tongue and teeth immediately going to work, kissing her breathlessly. His hands grabbed her backside to pull her against him, his hard cock trapped between their bodies. "I want to fuck you," he growled.
"Please," she whimpered.
Meliodas grabbed her by the hair, tugging her head back to expose her neck. He would never hurt her, Elizabeth was sure of it, but he pushed the boundaries, her boundaries, further and further into places she had never dreamed. He licked her neck as he said, "I want to fuck you on your mother's throne. I want the goddesses to watch as I take their princess."
Elizabeth whimpered, her hands gripping his shoulders. She closed her eyes as his mouth suctioned to her flesh, picturing the scene: the golden hall of the Celestial Realm silent, the goddesses watching her bounce on his cock, the only sound the slap of their skin and their heavy breathing and the gasps from the crowd. She pictured her mother, ashen-faced and trembling, her scowl betrayed by the fear in her eyes to see her only daughter taken by the demon king's son. She pictured how the queen's face would flush when Elizabeth cried out with her release, smiling at her mother, daring her to come between her and what she wanted.
Lost to the fantasy, Elizabeth squealed as Meliodas pushed her against the marble wall. "You want that, don't you?" he hissed against her breast. "You like the thought of someone walking in on us. You like the idea of someone watching."
"Yes, Meliodas, yes," she moaned, her mouth seeking his. He lifted her body easily and sank back inside her as Elizabeth wrapped her legs around him.
Meliodas began fucking her hard , biting the sensitive flesh of her breast. "You want everyone to see how good you can take my cock," he panted. "You're going to sit on your golden throne with my come dripping down your thigh."
The rhythm of his hips against her body and the frenzied pounding inside of her once more drove her quickly towards release. She screamed as she came, her body sucking on his cock as the contractions hit over and over again. "Fuck, goddess, fuck," he growled, then filled her with his own release, his hands bruising against her rear as Meliodas jerked a final time inside of her.
Shakily Elizabeth lowered her legs to stand. Her face was sweaty and flushed, her hair damp, and when she peeked through her lashes she was glad to see the sun setting. Once night would hit, things would go cooler, and the heat between them would hopefully settle as well.
But not any sooner, they way his eyes flashed with dark light. Meliodas stepped back, his chest heaving; yet Elizabeth's eyes were only on his cock, once more beginning to twitch as he came back to life. "I need you," he said again, and she nodded dropping to her knees to once more bring her demon to a shattering height.
